A/N: IM BACK!!!! somewhat, i hope you enjoy this chapter and ill try and get back into a rythym.
Enjoy!!!
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Harry was blinded by a glowing blue light in front of him as he was woken up from his slumber, Ginny's head was under his arm as she slept, somehow not being awoken by the light.
The same figure who had ordered them to leave materialised out of the light and the light disappeared.
Harry grabbed his wand and muttered "Lumos."
The figure was illuminated, in his black armour, his exposed arms were bloodied and battered, his shotgun at his side dematerialised.
"Who are you?" Asked Harry, knowing he owed this person his life.
The figures helmet seemed to retracted to reveal a ruff looking man with a scar trailing over his right eye, like a stained thick red mark.
He plopped himself down on a chair in front of Harry and spoke. "You do not know of the SCP foundation do you?"
Harry could tell it was rhetorical but still shook his head to say no. The figure nodded and folded his arms over his chest.
"I will tell you some information, but not all," Said the figure and Harry nodded, showing he was listening. "The SCP foundation is an organisation that was formed many years ago, to secure anomalies, contain them and protect humanity from them. They have so far kept the world from being destroyed and continue to work on a secret basis as many anomalies are extremely powerful and in the wrong hands would cause mass destruction, you faced just a fraction of some of the anomalies. However, one of them is regarded as a titan." He paused.
"Was it that lanky humanoid creature?" Asked Harry.
"Let me tell you about myself first off, since you asked me who I am," said the figure. "I am SCP-1853..." He began to explain, listening attentively to every detail of who this man was.
Apparently over the past year, Voldemort had discovered the existence of an organisation known as the SCP foundation, whose sole purpose is to secure anomalies and anomalous items or objects, contain them within their multitude of advanced facilities and protect the general public from some of the most horrific entities that existed. SCP-1853 was one of them who had awoken from hibernation and sought out to kill Voldemort, believing that his goal is to wipe out a large chunk of.the human population, mostly the muggles and muggleborns that Voldemort and other pureblood elitists hated with a burning passion and treated them like dirt on the bottom of their shoe.
"You are one lucky man Harry," said SCP-1853, his gaze emotionless, pure seriousness and concern in his voice. "Very few have ever survived an encounter with SCP-096, nevermind the other countless SCPs."
"I guess I am." Said Harry, not really knowing what to say or think.
"Get some rest." Said SCP-1853 as the figure stood up, it's height dominating and imposing as it made its way out of the hospital wing.
Harry felt Ginny shift in her sleeping position and he decided he probably should get some sleep, even if his mind was racing and whirling with different thoughts and emotions.
SCP-1853 did not summon a portal and travel directly to the headmasters office, instead it chose to walk the halls of Hogwarts, making his way on foot instead. Now that Voldemort's plans to use multiple SCP anomalies to eliminate Harry Potter had been thrashed for now at least, he could turn his attention to Voldemort himself.
SCP-1853 stood before the impressive gargoyle, it stood proudly in its spot and even though it had locked down the headmasters office, SCP-1853 had no trouble in traveling into Dumbledore's office via its usual summoned portal.
Dumbledore was sat at his desk, going through his notes and belongings, making sure nothing had been taken.
"Ahh just the man I was looking for." said Dumbledore
"We need to talk." Said SCP-1853, standing infront of Dumbledore.
"Yes I suppose we do." Said Dumbledore, his eyes no longer twinkling like they usually did underneath his half-moon spectacles.
*
Over the next few remaining weeks at Hogwarts, Harry and Ginny had found they were not able to spend as much time with their friends due to their mind healer appointments they now had to attend, something that they weren't complaining about.
The mind healer himself who as referred to as Adam, had found it a curious case to undertake. Something he voiced one Thursday afternoon.
"It is strange," began Adam in Madam Pompfrey's office, sitting on a small makeshift desk infront of them, parchment and empty ink bottles hastily strewn about the desk. "Form what I can tell, both of you encountered a powerful enemy that would have most likely killed you and you were able to survive."
"Did they tell you much about that thing?" Asked Harry, with a bite to the end of his sentence.
"I know a little Mr. Potter," said Adam as he rummaged around for the file on SCP-096. "The SCP foundation have given me a file on SCP-096 and I must say that from the sounds of it, you are the only two to exist that have survived an encounter with it."
"It pops up in both of our dreams," said Ginny, holding tightly onto Harry's hand as she spoke. "But we see eachother being mauled to death most of the time." Ginny added shakily.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to pick your brains, and I mean quite literally, it may help me in assessing the mental affliction." Said Adam with a warm smile.
"If it helps, I don't have a problem." Said Harry, glancing at Ginny who nodded eagerly.
"Very well." Said Adam, picking up his wand before enchanting. "Legillimens."
Adam found himself analysing the scene for nearly half an hour, replaying what happened, as well as noting down reactions and other issues he found whilst scouring their minds.
Everything seemed to be in disarray, the shear terror that Adam could feel in the memory was something he couldn't shake off as he exited Harry's mind and moved onto Ginny's, the affect that SCP-096 may have caused was likely not a part of its anomalous nature but the fear factor had definitely left the two in a state of shock.
With the couples permission, Adam was able to extract memories of both Harry and Ginny's perspective of what had transpired in the battle of the department of mysteries before telling them they were welcome to leave and that he would see them sometime next month for a check-up.
Despite all this however, Fudge was still adamant that Voldemort had not returned, claiming that there was no evidence that Voldemort had returned and that the death eaters simply wanted to get Harry killed. But it did not look good for the current minister of magic, especially since the SCP foundation was now taking more action along with the order of the phoenix.
Harry and Ginny returned back to Hogwarts, there was still a few weeks left before the year would officially end and they would begin making there way back home on the Hogwarts express.
*
When Umbridge woke up, she expected to be in the quiet and comfortable confines of her quarters. Instead she found herself lying on the cold, dirty ground at what seemed to be the dead of night.
Gasping for breath, Umbridge grasped at the dirt beneath her, searching desperately for her wand in a frantic state. The ground rustled as she eventually grabbed her wand.
Umbridge stumbled to her feet and at this point was terrified, she could hardly see a few feet in front of her and she was somewhere she didn't recognise.
"Lumos." Shivered Umbridge as a small ball of light formed at the tip of her wand as she rotated on the spot, trying to make sense of her surroundings. She recognised that she was in a forest somewhere, perhaps the forbidden forest next to Hogwarts.
Before Umbridge could do anything she heard a loud clicking sound, followed by the crunching of footsteps from behind her. Umbridge turned round and found the last thing that she saw was the cold metal of a muggle firearm before it lit up like a firework, blasting shells fragments into her.
Her corpse collapsed to the ground as it was sent flying by the powerful impact, she was dead before she even hit the ground.
SCP-1853 surveyed the area as the centaurs revealed themselves, all looking curiously at the source of the gunshot noise. One of them, a more powerful and stronger centaurs spoke.
"You dare disturb us!" it shouted at the figure. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you where you stand!"
SCP-1853 remained unfazed by the threat, it cocked its shotgun back before raising it in an attack position, aiming directly at the leader of the centaur pack. There was an eerie silence as no one knew what the next step would be.
Tension seemed to build up quickly between the horde of centaurs and SCP-1853, some of the centaurs almost seemed a bit uncertain if this intruder would attack them.
Before anybody could make the next move there was the familiar sound of apparition as the headmaster appeared next to SCP-1853.
"And what seems to be the problem he-" Dumbledore paused as he saw the bludgeoned corpse of Umbridge, her head having been blasted off her body from what Dumbledore assumed to be SCP-1853s muggle firearm.
"This intruder has taken his business upon our territory." Sneered the lead Centaur.
"Magorian," said Dumbledore firmly. "I know that you are not happy with this, since my friend here has trespassed onto your territory, but do trust my word when I say that attempting to attack him is foolish considering his power and aggressive nature."
Some of the centaurs murdered in agreement and Magorian, the lead centaur lowered his bow and arrow.
"Let this not happen again." Warned Magorian before running off back into the forest.
Once the centaurs had retreated, SCP-1853 immediately made its way back towards the castle, completely ignoring Dumbledore who tried to warn him about the consequences of having killed a high ranking ministry member on the school grounds.
Seeing that SCP-1853 could not be put off from its violent and hostile nature towards subjects with ill intent towards Harry, Dumbledore produced his phoenix patronus and instructed it to inform the auror department that Dolores Umbridge had been killed.
*
Many people, both students and teachers alike were surprised hearing the news that Professor Umbridge was now dead, despite being a professor that nobody particularly liked, many believed she did not deserve death, though that didn't mean that there weren't a few students who mumbled under their breaths that the foul toad had gotten what she deserved.
The last day of Hogwarts was ram packed full of students rushing around in their dormitories, packing away their belongings as well as making there way down towards the train station.
For Harry, it was the end of an incredibly stressful, draining and terrifying year of Hogwarts that he would never forget. Whilst there were highs to his year such as having a beautiful girlfriend to call his own in Ginny and leading a rebel defence against the dark arts group, he had also been close to death and he was thankful that none of his friends hadn't been seriously injured or killed, it made him shiver knowing that SCP-096 had been so close to killing them.
The mind healer had been incredibly helpful for them to recover from the shock factor of a near death experience, Harry had found himself constantly being around Ginny even more then normal, this would normally be something she would complain about as she felt like Harry was being overprotective of her. Except that Ginny ddi the exact same thing and still suffered from some nightmares, especially when they were in separate beds.
That's when Harry realised he might struggle to get some good sleep now that Ginny would be at the Burrow and that he would be at the Dursley's for a week at least.
"I wonder if the ministry are still going to keep up the pretence that Tom hasn't returned." Said Ginny as she walked with Harry down to the lake, they only had one day left of Hogwarts now that Harry had finished his exams before they would be arriving back at Kings Cross on the Hogwarts express.
"I doubt they'll be able to convince people," said Harry. "Despite Tom not turning up to the ministry, he would've orchestrated the entire thing n the first place."
Not to mention the fact that sightings of Voldemort in several areas had been reported to the ministry, even Voldemort knew his cover ws blown, Harry just hoped it didn't mean to would suddenly be attacked, or worse, other people he knew.
"I know what your thinking Harry," Said Ginny as she stopped infront of her boyfriend. "We are in this together, you'll kick his arse if he shows up, leave something for me though."
She pecked him on the cheek before they continued there walk, reminiscing in some quality time with each other before they had to leave Hogwarts.
*
Dumbledore watched from the window of his office as the crowds of students walked from where the school carriages dropped them off to the station in Hogsmeade, it was the end of one of Dumbledore's most stressful years as headmaster of Hogwarts.
"It will only get worse," said a gruff voice as Dumbledore heard the sounds of clunking footsteps behind him, he turned his head slightly to greet SCP-1853 who had once again made an appearance in his office. "I will be tailing the train from above, Voldemort could be planning to strike the train and attack Harry Potter."
Dumbledore nodded. "Be careful, you don't know what Tom may have up his sleeve."
"It doesn't matter what he does have," said SCP-1853 firmly in its gruff tone as it turned back to face the headmaster. "I'll always be ready."
With that ending line, SCP-1853 dissapeared through one of its portals, leaving Dumbledore to watch the students again.
Meanwhile the quartet down below had joined up with Luna and Neville, who had both fought in the Department of mysteries. Harry had become much closer with Neville and Luna over th year and their friendship only grew stronger after there ordeal.
Harry smiled as he put an arm round Ginny as they got onto the train and went in search for a compartment, making there way through crowds of other students as they eventually found one and all of them sat down, Harry had pulled Ginny into his lap firmly and she was certainly not complaining about it as she shifted her bum slightly, Harry raised an eyebrow at her and she just winked saucily at him, knowing what her movement has done to him.
It was only about ten minutes before the train shifted and slowly began to move along the tracks, taking the students from Hogwarts back to King's Cross, it signified the end of a year that wouldn't be forgotten, even if it wasn't for good reasons mostly.
"Do you know when we will get our O.W.L results?" Asked Hermione.
"I don't know," said Ron. "I'm just happy there over."
Harry couldn't agree more with Ron and he suddenly felt the urge to yawn, he never realised how tired he was and was very happy to drop off to sleep with the woman he loved in his lap.
For the next half an hour, the ride was relatively quiet. They had received no visitors, including no Malfoy and his goons, Crabbe and Goyle which was a blessing to them all.
Harry was startled by a jolting of the train before there was a loud bang as everything went dark the last thing he heard was the shouts of other students.
*
Voldemort grinned manically as he watched the barrage of explosion spells impact the tracks that the Hogwarts express travelled on, a well aimed killing curse hit the train conductor as well as a couple of blasting hexes destroying the main wheels for the train, the front few compartments crashed into the back of the train.
Now that the Hogwarts express had been disabled, he would have no trouble with getting Potter out in the open, he knew that his arch-nemesis was extremely noble and would do anything to protect his loved ones.
"Barty!" Voldemort barked at one of his prized servants. "Bring forth our captured three-one-nine-nine instances."
"Yes my lord." Said Barty, motioning to a large cart containing a magically reinforced steel cage that was draped in black sheets.
SCP-3199 instances were incredibly hostile and dangerous, having been captured during the decoy raid on site-19 which had caused external foundation forces to intercepthis servants whilst the other groups raided sites all over the globe, many of his contacts had been extremely helpful in granting him key intel into the locations of the sites.
He pressed his bony wand into his neck and began to speak.
"Harry Potter."
*
Almost everyone on the train shuddered, some screamed and other were to scared to move or react to the voice of one of the most dark wizards of their generation. Harry's eyes immediately glanced to the ceiling as he listened intently, his friends were all looking at him, Ron had worry etched on his face, Luna looked lost and worried as well as Neville, Hermione was frightened and was gripping her wand tightly and Ginny had a determined look on her face as she gripped her wand in her hand, trying to peek out of the damaged window to see what had happened at the front of the train.
"Shit." She muttered as she watched Voldemort and a swarm of death eaters steadily approaching the train.
"What is it Ginny?" Asked Harry as he tried to get a look.
Ginny turned to him, even she looked worried. "They're coming."
"Harry Potter," said Voldemort again, his voice echoing and reaching every corner and crevice on the wreckage of the train. "I would listen carefully here if I were you."
Harry glanced at hsi friends and nodded at them before looking back over to where he could see Voldemort.
"I am here to make you one simple offer," began Voldemort as the death eaters lifted up the black cloaks covering what looked like a huge cart bearing a huge steel cage. "Here I have some very hostile creatures who want nothing more than to raid this wreckage and rip, tear and feed on every single living thing on this train."
Many paled at this but Harry remained listening intently, though he looked very worried.
"I will only release them onto the students of Howgarts if you choose not to walk out of here and face me, we did not get too finish what you started in the graveyard," said Voldemort as he grinned manically. "If you do not present yourself, then I will begin releasing these anomalies and letting them rampage."
"You have ten minutes to decide." Said Voldemort as he turned away back to his large force of death eaters that were with him.
"Harry you can't go out there, he'll kill you." Began Hermione.
"I can't risk everyone's lives here." Said Harry firmly as he locked eyes with Ginny.
"I trust you Harry, but we don't know what Voldemort will try if you go out there to face him yourself." She said taking his hand in hers and gripping it firmly.
"Ginny's right we are here for you mate, I'm not letting you face him on your own." Said Ron as he brandished his wand.
Harry glanced at Neville, Luna and Hermione, all of them stood up and took out there wands, they would not let Harry face Voldemort on his own.
Together, the six of them made their way through the train, heading for where the final compartment for the train was, they passed by fellow students, some were in shock, others were moaning in pain form their injuries, others weren't so lucky it seemed.
Harry exited the train through one of the walls that had been blasted off completely, leaving a gaping hole instead.
Harry got a true glimpse of the mass sawrm of death eaters that were following their master. There easily was around a few hundred maybe even a thousand, a lump formed in Harry's chest as he approached them.
The death eaters all tensed and drew their wands as Harry approached them, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Neville and Luna weren't far behind him.
"I see you brought along your friends to die with you Potter," said Voldemort as he appeared infront of his death eaters, a manic grin on his face.
"What do you want Tom?" Asked Harry, he saw the flinch from Voldemort as Harry mentioned his true name.
"You dare call me that Potter," said Voldemort, murderous gleam in his eye. "And here I was about to spare you with a quick and painless death."
Before Harry could even respond to Voldemort, he was hit with a torture curse from Voldemort. He collapsed to his knees as the pain he felt resembled that of a thousand hot knives repeatedly stabbing him as he felt every one of his nerves react as of he was on fire.
His friends had aimed their wands in retaliation and Voldemort blocked their spells with was before hitting them with a wide blasting hex which sent them flying into the ground beneath them, dazing them temporarily.
Harry looked up to see Voldemort approach him, a sneer on his face. "I will not be killing you Potter, for you dare mention my old name you will wish I had killed you right now."
Voldemort turned around and flicked his wand at the steel cage, unlocking it and releasing the SCP-3199 instances. Each one of these anomalies had been given a charmed amulet which kept them under Voldemort's control and would allow him to use them as he pleased.
Harry crawled backwards away from the horrifying creature, it looked like a rather large human that had been part of some crazed experiment, its arms were huge and its fists were the size of his head at least, its jaw hung open as it gargled and charged at Harry.
Harry grabbed his wand and threw a stunning hex at the creature but it merely shrugged of the attack and lunged for Harry.
Before the creature was able to do any harm however, it was interrupted by a loud bang, followed by a high calibre bullet crunching through the SCP-3199 instance, it collapsed into a heap.
There was commotion and panic among the death eaters as the sounds of loud engines wer heard followed by gunfire, Harry couldn't tell what was going on as he tried to gather his surroundings.
He felt someone drag him from the ground as Voldemort barked orders at his death eaters to deal with the sudden threat taht had ambushed them.
That's when Harry glanced upwards and saw a muggle helicopter with an insignia that he didn't recognise, a turret placed underneath was opening fire on the death eaters and the anomalies they had under there control.
Armed personnel dropped down on ropes from the helicopters that had appeared, bearing their weapons down on the death eaters, which some of them were already beginning to flee whilst Voldemort threw killing curse after killing curse at them, hitting some of the soldiers.
Harry recognised SCP-1853 as flew through the air, a pair of thrusters on its back as it launched its fist into the ground near a group of SCP-3199 instances that had now become even more aggressive as the after affects of the mind control began to surface.
SCP-1853 grabbed one of the SCP-3199 instances and swung its shotgun round its neck and firing at one of the other instances, killing it before its corpse even hit the ground. it snapped the neck of the 3199 instances it had put into a headlock and swung its wristblade straight into the gut of another SCP-3199 instance and pulling the blade upwards, severing the anomaly in half from the abdomen upwards.
One of the instances grabbed SCP-1853 by the arm and attempted to bite into its shoulder, its teeth broke as it bit into the exoskeleton suit that SCP-1853 used.
SCP-1853 roared and grabbed the SCP-3199 instance by the jaw and practically tore the jaw away from the 3199 instances mouth before stabbing its blade straight through the brain and out of the cranium, it shifted the blade out of the now dead instance before wading into the fray to deal with more instances of SCP-3199
"Retreat!" Barked Voldemort as a bullet struck his shoulder from one of the soldiers, he sent a blasting curse which connected and exploded the chest of the soldier before apparating away.
The death eaters began to activate their emergency portkey charms, some failed to get away in time as they were either knocked out, severely injured or were dead. There was no hope for the instances of SCP-3199 as the known twenty-six captured instances were currently trying to take on SCP-1853, a task that if they had any true sense of sentience, they would try and escape.
SCP-1853 ripped one of the instances arms off and used it to repeatedly batter one of the other instances until it stopped moving, it pulled out its modified AR-15 assault rifle and aimed for the head of the instances of SCP-3199, finishing off the last few remaining instances.
The Order shortly arrived to help assess the situation and Harry gulped as what had once been a simple plot of country land with a set of train tracks ahd no turned into a complete war zone, decompsoing corpses, blood, stray bullets and a large group of soldiers that Harry thought could be from the SCP foundation that SCP-1853 had mentioned.
"Are you okay Harry?" Asked Remus as he helped Harry over to where some members of the order were better trained at healing.
Aurors soon arrived as well and they were taken off guard at the presence of an unkown muggle group.
"What is this?" Demanded Scrimgeour at one of the soldiers. "Who the hell are you?"
"That dark lord of yours is back by the way," said what looked liek the captain of the platoon. "On and this lot is a specialised MTF team that just saved the lives of those students on that train wreckage."
"And why the hell would you be doing that?" Asked Scrimgeour.
"Because this Lord Voldemort has captured and is attempting to use many classified anomalies and powerful entities to takeover the wizarding world," the captain explained. "And it is our duty as the SCP foudnation to protect humanity from these anomalies." Said the captain.
"Shacklebolt, Dawlish." Ordered Scrimgeour. "I want you to gather the injured and start getting them to St. Mungos ASAP! Robards, Tonks, Savage, Gore, proudfoot, Higgins and I will assist with cleanup as well as organising portkeys back to King's Cross."
Scrimgeour then produced a patronus and told it to go to King's Cross and inform the families waiting that there would be a delay and to explain what ahd happened.
"Thia is going to be a long fucking day." Said Scrimgeour to himself as the waft of mass fighting filled his nostrils.
A/N: Sorry for the unannounced Hiatus, college was getting really busy and my year is now done but in still busy with open days and my part time job so I would hope that I can get another chapter out within the next month at least (likely I'll get two out)
I had hit a hit of a writers block as well as a loss of motivation but I've got it back somewhat now so I hope you'll stick with me.