AN - Well I'm writing a new HP fic, a part of me wants to link this into what I remember of Ancient Sage and bring Ulaid into this though I have another idea for who the mentor could be in this so what do your guys think? Okay so this picks up in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries and is of course a Marauder centric fic with Hinny as the main pairing. Definite Hermione bashing and Dumbledore… whatever is more than bashing in his case, probably gonna have a fair bit of Ron and Molly bashing but honestly that will likely fade away.
All that aside, Welcome to Harry Potter and The Marauder's Renaissance!
Please Read & Review. As always this is JK Rowling and Warner Bro's universe I'm just playing in the sandbox
Dubbledore!" said Neville, his sweaty face suddenly transported, staring over Harry's shoulder. "What?" "DUBBLEDORE!" Harry turned to look where Neville was staring. Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body — they were saved. Dumbledore sped down the steps past Neville and Harry, who had no more thought of leaving. Dumbledore was already at the foot of the steps when the Death Eaters nearest realized he was there. There were yells; one of the Death Eaters ran for it, scrabbling like a monkey up the stone steps opposite. Dumbledore's spell pulled him back as easily and effortlessly as though he had hooked him with an invisible line — ✝
✝ - Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by JK Rowling - Chapter 35 - Beyond the Veil - Pg805
Only one pair continued to duel, unaware of the arrival of the Hogwarts Headmaster. Harry watched as Sirius ducked a red spell from Bellatrix before he barked with laughter.
"Come on, surely you can do better than that!" Sirius bellowed, his voice echoing through the chamber, the archway behind him fluttering as a black fog began to roll out of the veil. As Bellatrix prepared to fire another spell at her cousin she faltered, the black fog filling the entire chamber with unprecedented speed.
"YOU DARE COMMIT WAR BEFORE MY ARCH" a deep baritone voice echoed through the chamber, it held no emotions yet conveyed a regal tone. Everyone in the chamber, Death Eater, student and Order member alike turned toward the dias and saw something no living soul would wish to behold. Standing in the archway was a tall imposing figure, heavy set black robes draped loosely over a humanoid form, shadows hid the face within the hood as the figure stepped from the arch. A skeletal hand gripped a large ancient looking tome in it's left hand, the other holding a large scythe, walking forward with it like a staff but what shocked the onlookers even more were the seven pairs of feathered wings, as black as the abyss were folded behind it's back. As the figure looked around the chamber its glance stopped briefly on Sirius, next the hooded gaze fell upon Dumbledore and finally it settled on Harry.
"MOST INTERESTING" the figure said, its echoing voice reverberating throughout the chamber as it made its way towards the boy who lived. The black fog grew thicker around the figure as it made its way towards him, soon Harry could see nothing but the figure as it stopped before him, Harry couldn't help but feel the life drain from him as the figure silently stared at him.
"IT IS NOT YET YOUR TIME YOUNG PEVERELL, THE SANDS STILL FALL FOR YOU." the figure stated plainly as Harry felt himself laid bare before it, whatever it was it seemed to recoil at something. The way it addressed him also seemed to confuse the boy, he was Harry Potter not Peverell, whatever that name meant he did not know.
"Peverell? What do you mean?" Harry couldn't stop himself asking as the figure seemed to regain it's stoic stance.
"YOU ARE OF THE PEVERELL LINE, FEAR NOT ONLY ONE OTHER CAN HEAR US AND THEY ARE YOUR ALLY" the figure stated causing Harry to become even more confused, before he could reply the figure continued, "SOON ENOUGH YOU WILL LEARN OF WHOM I SPEAK, THEY WILL ASK YOU OF THIS CONVERSATION MENTIONING THE NAME I HAVE USED."
"What do you want with me?" Harry asked almost desperately, he could feel the power rolling off the strange cloaked figure, he felt as though he was staring at death itself.
"YOU POSSESS ONE OF THREE, ONE YOU HAVE SEEN MANY A TIME, ONE YOU HAVE YET TO LAY EYE APON. WE WILL SPEAK AGAIN WHEN YOU HAVE ASSEMBLED THAT WHICH I GAVE THE BROTHERS THREE." the figure said cryptically.
The fog seemed to recede as all of the students and several order members stared at the strange pair, the figure extended it's wings as it spoke once more.
"I HAVE MERCY FOR I AM PAINLESS, I AM INEVITABLE FOR I AM THE END, I AM ENDLESS FOR ALL MUST END. I AM ANKOU, I AM GWYN AP NUDD. I AM THANATOS, I AM MORTIS. I AM THE PALE RIDER, FOR I AM AZRAEL" Azrael stated as he began to fade into the mists that had rolled from the arch.
Most stood in shock recognizing at least one of the names Azrael had given himself, but one sought to use the confusion to their advantage. Harry couldn't help but stare as a dark violet curse shot from Bellatrix's wand and struck Sirius in the chest, blood shot from his stomach like a fountain as he gripped his belly and sank to his knees.
Harry heard the manic scream of triumph from Bellatrix's lips as she laughed and tried to run towards the fallen Marauder only to find himself restrained.
"SIRIUS!" Harry yelled in pure agony, he could feel the arms holding him back shake as he recognised the sleeve of Remus' robes. Taking a moment to look around he could see tears stinging the eyes of Fred, George and Ginny as they looked at that bleeding Marauder. It took only seconds for the chamber to explode in chaos, the Death Eaters fleeing for their lives as a number of members of the Order ran towards Padfoot, one casting some kind of charms to attempt to keep the man alive as Harry fought to get out of Remus' grip.
"I'm sorry Harry" Remus said, his voice thick and heavy with emotion as he struggled to hold the boy back.
"He's… he's going to be okay… isn't he?" Harry practically begged his former Professor, turning his head to see the tears flowing freely down the werewolf's face.
"I… I don't know Harry" Remus said.
Harry felt as though his world was crashing down around him, Sirius' blood pooled out from his body as several Order members worked to try and keep him alive, as the fight to escape Remus' grasp left him. His friends were hurt, and Godfather lay dying in a pool of his own blood rather than safe, he couldn't help but think back over the past four years, all the danger he had pulled them into, Cedric's death, what happened at the shrieking shack, the chamber and finally the third floor, was he really safe to be around?
"Accio Prophecy" Bellatrix practically yelled breaking the seeming silence from somewhere in the chamber, yet nothing happened, in his shock Remus released Harry and frantically looked around for the one who had done this as Harry took a few steps forward laughing louder than he intended.
"It's gone, nothing here, nothing to summon." Harry said before clutching his head in pain, "and he knows!" Harry finished with a laugh almost as mad as Bellatrix's own. "Your best buddy Voldemort knows it's gone. He's not going to be happy with you now is he?". As Harry finished he looked around, several Death Eaters had joined Bellatrix though all were masked, Remus seemed to be looking at Harry in a mix of shock and something else he wasn't sure while his friends and Dumbledore looked at Harry with fear in their eyes, all except one, Ginny just looked at Harry with pride and a small nod of encouragement.
"What, What do you mean you filthy half blood?" Bellatrix cried, for the first time in over a decade there was fear in her voice, something that made her seem less insane to Harry, almost like a normal person.
"When I was getting Neville up the steps Bellatrix, it smashed on the ground, gone forever! What do you think Voldemort is going to say about that" Harry said before his scar exploded in pain. It felt like it was on fire as Harry clutched his forehead.
"No! You must be lying you half blood filth!" Bellatrix screamed before her eyes went wide, Harry couldn't help but think she was terrified. "Master, I tried, we tried… I beg you, do not punish me!"
"He can't hear you Bellatrix, don't waste your breath" Harry said as the pain in his scar grew almost as if a hot iron was pressed to Harry's head.
"Is that so Potter" said a high pitched cold voice. Standing next to Bellatrix he stood, tall and thin, his serpentine features staring at Harry with sanguine slitted eyes, Voldemort had entered the fray. His wand pointed at Harry causing him to falter, something told him he could not face Voldemort tonight. They could hear a commotion in the hallway as a group seemed to approach. "So you smashed the prophecy, did you Harry? It seems once again you have destroyed something of mine, were you not taught it is rude to destroy something that is not yours?"
Harry stood in shock as Voldemort stepped closer and drew his wand, as Dumbledore moved to intercept him something came over Harry, it was almost as if he knew in this room Voldemort could not win. Silently Harry prayed he was right and that Sirius would be okay. As a group of people burst through the doorway they were paid no heed.
"YOU, WHO HAVE CHEATED ME, DARE TO ENTER MY CHAMBER!" Azrael's voice echoed through the chamber, the rage clear. Those who recognised the voice stiffened as Dumbledore paled. Harry noticed Voldemort looking around for the source of the voice.
"I do not fear you phantom!" Voldemort screamed as he turned in the direction of the arch, his slit like eyes narrowing at the source of the voice.
"I AM THAT WHICH YOU FEAR MOST, THOMAS MARVOLLO RIDDLE" Azrael's voice echoed out as Voldemort stiffened.
"Do not call me that name phantom, show yourself or do you fear Lord Voldemort?" Voldemort yelled towards the arch. Harry could swear he heard a soft laughter come from the archway.
"ONE DAY, SOONER THAN YOU THINK I WILL CATCH UP WITH YOU, AND WHEN I DO YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE A SECOND TIME" Azrael's voice bellowed from the arch, Voldemort seemed to realise what it was he was speaking to as his eyes widened, without warning Voldemort grabbed Bellatrix by the collar and disapperated out of the chamber.
In the chaos that ensued as the Death Eaters started to disapperate a red light struck the smallest one from Harry's right, turning he saw Remus with an amber gleam in his eyes, as he stalked towards the fallen Death Eater with a look of pure rage. Harry was confused until he saw Remus pull back the mask covering the man's face.
"Wormtail" Harry said under his breath in understanding, the chaos continued as it was revealed the group that came in earlier was composed of the Minister and several other officials. Attempting to take advantage of the situation Harry made his way towards Sirius. Just before he managed it however everything shifted around him and he found himself back at Hogwarts, in the headmaster's office alone with nothing but the portraits for company.