Prologue in the future
Darkness is the only thing in the eyesight of a man whose eyes are closed.
"Professor." Said a distant male muffled voice.
The man opens his eyes, he looks up to see the land around is a wasteland of war and death. Ruins around them here and there. Bodies litter the ground. The sky is a blood red with the sun. The man sees that there is still some fighting in the area. A dragon wearing armor flies over them. A tank fires at a group of wizards and troops. A green ghost-like clock thing, a Dementor, with a red X on the back of its hood flew towards them, but stopped when a light blue beam hit it. The man looks over towards the boy on his left who had the man's arm over his shoulder.
The boy was a tall 17 year old boy with blackish-brown hair under his reddish-green tactical muggle helmet, which had a few burns and dents. He also had a set of dark blue visors hanging over his eyes from the helmet. He had a small cut over his left cheek, still bleeding a bit. He wore a small torn up cloak over his left shoulder that went down to his waist. He had a silver shoulder pad over his right shoulder which had a red mark that looked like a lightning bolt on it. He had a baldric over his left shoulder. Hanging from it were 3 grenades, a flare, and a knife. He had military camo pants and pershing boots, the one on the left looking worn but still wearable. He had black gloves on his hand, all the fingers for the right glove gone. He also had brass knuckles on his right hand.
The boy looked at the man and asked, "You good Harry?"
Harry Potter was now a 43 year old man with black hair and bright green eyes. He wore glasses, the right lens being broken. He was wearing a black coat that had some armor plates under it. He had torn up pants and was missing half of his right shoe. He had a burn mark from the left of his neck up to half of his left cheek. He had a belt around his waist with a bright silver sword handling of it. He also had a robotic right ear to replace the ear he lost 20 years ago. He was covered with blood and bruises. Harry was no longer skinny but had strong shoulders and you could tell he had some muscle. Harry smiled and said, "Thanks to you, Jake." "I learn from the best." Jake said as his visors went up and now on the front of his helmet, showing his brown eyes.
Harry looks forward, then he says as his smile fades,"Oh great." Jake looks at what Harry is looking at and sees 15 Death eaters and 5 werewolfs. "I got this." Harry said. He reached out his hand and a fireball came from it. The death eaters burned by the flames. One of the werewolves was able to get past it, and ran towards them. Harry used his magic to lift up a sword on the ground and throw it at the werewolf. Harry saw that the werewolf was wearing makeshift military armor, must have been a member of the resistance. "Come on Harry!" Jake said. They turned a corner past a military jeep on its side. They saw a giant clock tower, on the ground, broken and on fire. Its clock part is broken beyond repair. This was the remains of Big Ben. This city they were fighting in was the remains of London in 2023. The last free city.
They ran towards the remains of a concrete wall. Jack helps Harry to sit down, back leaning on the wall. Harry looks at his right side and sees blood. Harry curses a bit. Jake was about to say something when a few death eaters, a 6 foot tall troll, a werewolf, a skeleton, a green dementor, and a few soldiers appeared. Jake grabbed his wand and shot a lightning bolt at the troll. But then the werewolf lunged at him. Jake lost his footing and fell backwards. He tried to get away but the werewolf pounced. Jake covered his face, but then a giant yellow bolt appeared and destroyed the werewolf.
Harry looks and says while smiling, "Perfect timing Neville." Neville stands where the werewolf once stood. He's wearing a black robe with a belt. He has a scar over his right eye, his left ear, and his left hand. He was wearing a red bandana and had metal shoulder pads. He also had a missing shoe. Neville went to work and fired a green bolt at three of the soldiers. He then aimed his wand at the skelion and said, "Riddickulus!" The skeleton's bones started to enlarge until they turned into balloons, then they popped.
Neville then aimed his wand at the Dementor then a light blue beam surrounded the dementor until it was no longer there. Neville then aimed the wand at a death eater who then flew a hundred yards away. A soldier tried to tackle him but Neville used his wand to slice the soldier's hand off. The other got hit with stunning spells. Neville began to walk back towards them when a death eater with what looked like a spear appeared and tackled him.
The death eater nearly got Neville's wand when a green bolt hit him and he flew a few feet away. Neville got up and saw a blond-haired boy, with blue eyes and pale skin. He also had armor that was broken and burnt. "Seriously Neville, I lost count of how many times I had to save you." The man said as he helped Neville up. "Nice of you to join us, Malfoy." Harry said jokingly. "Funny Potter." Malfoy said sarcastically. Then a death eater appeared and was about to curse Malfoy. But then the death eater started to flout up high fast. Malfoy looked up and said, "Thanks." Just then a tall red-haired boy with a missing ear, wearing casual clothes but had a bulletproof vest on appeared. "So, I guess he must have been shot." The man said, jestering to the blood on Harry's side. "Yes Fred." Harry said.
Harry looked around and saw that they were losing. "That's it, the resistance failed. Celtic won." Harry said. He closed his eyes but then opened them when an idea came. Harry got up. "Neville, we need a time portal." Harry said. Neville looked at Harry and said, "On it." He walked to the side and with his wand, drawed a circle in the air. Its yellow-ish blue light glowed in the air. "Jake, look at me." Harry said. Jake looked at Harry and asked, "What is he doing?" "Jake, Neville is going to send you back 27 years back to the past." "What!" Jake yelled, obviously shocked. 'How hard did this man hit his head?' Jake thought. Harry said, "Look, 27 years ago was when they freed Lord Celtic. 27 years ago is when the true war began. 27 is when the Mugglem and Wizarding world meet.". Jake sees the determination in Harry's eyes. "Anyway. The 4 of us old timers can't come because we were there when it happened. But you weren't born yet, so you might be our best bet." Harry said.
Just then a knife was thrown, almost hitting Draco in the foot. They look up to see a man in a dark outfit. He was wearing a black coat, went down to the ankles, no sleeves, and had a hood. He had a dark mask on that had bright red slits for the eye. He had a black baldric around his shoulder with knives on. He also had a belt on. He had black boots with what looked like spikes on them. Draco gave Fred a side glance and saw Fred's anger and fear. Draco looked back at the man in all black who held a sword in his right hand and a wand that looked like it was made of metal in the left. The Family Hunter. If you were ever a target for this man, you can't run, you have to fight because this man goes after the household family of the target. The Family Hunter walks up to them a bit before stopping. He saw Fred and in an Irish accent said, "Now, 'e finally met Fred 'easley."
He lifted his coat and showed 8 wands. Fred's anger was starting to show. "Your 'and 'ill make a fine addition to my collection." The Family Hunter said. Draco saw a Dragon Born show up. So he aims his wand at the Dragon born and they start to fight with fire. Fred and the Family Hunter started to get into a duel. The FH (Family Hunter) tried to slash Fred with his sword. Fed dogged it and fired a killing curse at the FH who blocked it with his wand. The FH then tried to stab Fred with his wand, but Fred dogged it. The FH turned around but was then thrown out of the area. Fred looked and saw that Harry had his hand out. Harry then noticed that Fred was stabbed. Fred looked down and saw it, logged right in the ribs. Fred looked at Harry and said smiling, "I'll tell them you said hi." Then he started to turn to dust. Draco fired a green bolt at the Dragonborn. He turns around and sees Fred turning to dust.
Just then a snake woman attacks him. She turns him around and looks into his eyes. Draco pushes her away, but it is too late. His clothes were getting heavier. He couldn't move his legs, his left arm started to turn to stone. The snake woman looked at Harry and Jake, who were keeping some enemy troops away from Neville. Draco knew this was his only chance. He pointed to his wand and said, "Accio Medusa." Medusa flew towards Draco. After Draco caught Medusa he stabbed her with his wand. Then she too started to turn to stone. Harry and Jake got the enemy troops down when they saw Draco and Medusa turn to stone. Draco said to Harry jokingly, "See you on t-the other-er side, Half-blood" The last thought Draco had was of his wife, Pansy, and their son, and how he was going to see them agine. Then he fell and then turned to ruble.
Meanwhile Neville was trying to finish the portal. He noticed his skin began to burn and break a bit. Harry noticed this and said, "Neville, no!" Jake saw that more forces were coming. Neville turned to Harry and smiled saying, "You and Hermoine always told me to be brave." Then Neville put his hand into the portal which caused it to send a shockwave. When Jake and Harry could see agine, they saw that Neville was gone but the portal was stable. Harry heard something and turned around to see that the entire enemy army was heading towards them. Harry grabbed Jake's shoulder and said, "Jake, when all this is over. Have some butterbeer." Then he pushed Jake into the portal. After Jake entered the portal, it closed.
Harry looked back and saw the enemy army coming right towards him. He then un-shed his sword, the sword of Gryffindor. Then he began to charge at the enemy. He fought off many of them. He ducked from a rocket. He dodged a sword. He jumped over a tripped werewolf. He punched a death eater. He then fried a few killing curses at some of the enemy from his hand. He then threw a grenade which blew the arm of a soldier with a bazooka. He then stretched his arm out. Then 13 patronus appeared, all heading towards a giant hoard of Dementors. They were a Lion, a Snake, a Raven, a Badger, a Wolf, a Rat, a Werewolf, a Stag, a Doe, a Phoenix, a Owl, a Dragon, and an Otter. When each of them hit a Dementor, they exploded in a bright blue light, taking the Dementors with them.
But then an explosion happens behind Harry. He rolls on the ground then gets back up. A sniper shoots at Harry but only skims the top of Harry's left shoulder. Then he fires a giant lightning bolt at a dragon. But a death eater fires a spell at Harry which flings him in the air. He's then hit mid air by a dragon's mace-like tail. Harry kneels over, holds the sword firmly in his right hand as the enemy surrounds him. He sees a double bladed ax and picks it up. A death eater says, "Is a dictatorship over 1 generation really worth all this death and destruction?" Harry then said, "You'll never stop at one." Then he stands and says while in the fighting stand, "I'll take you all on." He then throws the ax at the death eater. He then teaports up to the death eater, grabs the ax from his head and starts fighting off the rest. He sets one on fire. He stabs a zombie knight. He kicks a werewolf in the shins. He then throws the sword at a troll, which falls backwards. But then a shotgun hit him in the right arm. Luckily he had some armor, but it still hurt. Harry turned around to see a figure appear from black smoke. He had grayish-white skin, and had giant snake-like eyes. A black robe. He had sharp fang-like teeth and a long snake-like tongue. In his right hand he holds a bone white color wand. His left forearm was replaced by a shotgun. "Voldemort." Harry said.
Voldemort has obviously changed, his appearance being more snake like. Voldemort, in a dry hissing tone, said, "Ahh, Harry Potter. SSSSSo, the boy-who-lived, isssss finally going to die. I mean who would you be without me?" Harry looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Time to find out." He then threw the ax at Voldemort's chest. Voldemort fired his shotgun arm but missed. Harry ran towards him and pulled the ax out of Voldemort's chest. He then cut the bottom half of Voldemort's right leg clean off. Harry, then put the ax right into Voldemort's head. Harry, now behind Voldemort, grabbed the ax handle and said, "This is for my mum." Harry then pulled the ax out, pulling Voldemort's head out too. Voldimort screams a high pitched unearthly scream. After the body and head start turning to dust Harry calls for the sword, which flies right towards him.
He sees a few more troops and begins to fight them. 'I hate Mondays', Harry thought to himself. He threw the ax at a giant spider which fell to the ground. He then transformed into an owl and flew over some of the soldiers. He then transformed into a phoenix and set fire to them. He then transformed into a Dragon. He stepped on one and fired a lighting bolt from his mouth to a tank. He then turned into a snake and slithered around the ground until he bit one of the death eaters legs. He then turned himself into a Raven and flew high in the sky before flying downwards. He then transformed into a Badger and started to tear a man with a mohawk face off. But then he turned into a lion and hitted a werewolf down to the ground. He turned back to normal but then a tank fired at him.
The lower part of his legs were gone, destroyed by the explosion. He's on the ground and sees a man in the smoke, walking towards him, holding something staff-like. Harry knew that he put up a good fight, but it was too late for him. His right arm was stretched out. He looks and sees a picture of 3 figures in his hand. He moves it closer and sees the 3 figures better. They look around 20 years old. They were two boys and a girl. The boy on the left had red hair, freckles, and a right eyepatch. The boy in the center was Harry. The girl on his right, who was holding Harry's hand and had her head leaning on Harry's shoulder, had redish-brownish hair.
Harry whispers, "Jake, please, stop him from taking her." A small smile appears on his face as he remembers his life before this. Then a bright green light comes flying towards him as he says, "I'll see you agine, Hermione."
Then, Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, has finally joined his parents in the afterlife.
Meanwhile Jake is still going through a light blue time tunnel that looks as if it was made by patronus. Some purple lightning appears here and there. Jake falls through the tunnel ("AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" He yelled in a high pitch girl scream.) He looks to his right and sees a picture of a younger Harry flying on his broom from a dragon. 'So he wasn't joking'. He then sees the end of the tunnel. "I hope Neville got the time right, or else I'm gonna kill him!" Jake said as he went through it.
The year is 1996 in London, England. Inside the Ministry of Magic, a battle unfolds. A woman in black clothes, with giant black frizzy hair, runs through the Ministry. "Come out, come out wherever you are?" The woman said as she checked a door in a hallway. "Bellatrix, have you found it yet? Have you found the staff!" The woman heard in her head. Bellatrix said, "No my lord, I still need time." "Hurry. I can not hold off Dumbledore for much longer." Bellatrix heard.
She continued to look around till she stopped. She takes a few steps back and turns to her right. A smirk formed on her face.
A less snake-like looking Voldemort, in the main entrance, stands over a black hair boy with green eyes and glasses. He hears people appear from floo powder. He turns and snarls. "Know this Potter, you may think you know who the true Dark lord is. But you don't."
He then teleported out of there faster than if the devil was chasing him. A man with gray hair looks at where Voldimort was standing, white as the moon. "He's back." He said, fear in his voice. "I told you Fudge, I told you and you wouldn't listen." Said a very old man with a long white beard as he helped Harry off the ground. "Yes, well I believe I owe you an apology Dumbledore." Fudge said. Some of the Aurors and other wizards and witches continued to go further into the ministry to arrest the Death Eaters.
Harry looks around looking for his friends in the main entrance. He bumps into some people. "Harry!" He heard a female voice. He turns around only to be greeted by a spin crushing hug. "Hermoine." Harry said, struggling to breathe. Hermoine had brown hair that had some orange on the end. Her hair was a bit out of sorts. She had a few blood spots on her clothes. "Oh Harry. I'm so glad you're okay." She said as she let him go. A boy a bit taller than Harry comes up to them. He had orange hair, and freckles.
"Gave us a scare when you went chasing after Bellatrix mate." He said. "Sorry Ron." Harry said. Hermoine noticed that something was off with Harry. "Hey, you good?" Hermoine asked. Harry was about to say something when Fudge and Dumbledore came up to him. "Harry. Is it okay if we talk in private?" Dumbledore asked. Harry was about to say something when a man with brown hair that went down to his neck came running towards them screaming at the top of his lungs, "IT'S GONE. THE STAFF. IT'S GONE SIR. THEY TOOK IT!"
"Rufus. What do you mean it's gone?" Fudge asked. Harry noticed that Dumbledore showed something he thought he never saw. He saw fear on Dumbledore's face. "It's gone. The Death Eaters, they took Celtic's staff. The staff of Lord Celtic Cogaidh is gone." Rufus said.
Fudge looks at Dumbledore. Dumbledore said nothing for a moment before saying, "Sound the alarms. Inform all Wizarding governments and Mugglem Government leaders around the world about this. If they free him, it will mean war." Fudge nodded before telling the rest of the Ministry workers what to do.
Harry looks at Dumbledore. "What's the deal with a staff professor?" Asked Harry. Dumbledore turned around. He grabbed Harry by the shoulder and looked into his eyes. "Harry. This is something of utmost importance. With Voldemort I didn't tell you much because I didn't want to stress you. But with Celtic, if I know him, we will need everyone we can get. Harry, if you are to understand this, you must listen." He said. Harry nodded.
He brought Harry, Hermoine, Ron, Neville, Luna, and Ginny to a black room. It was box shaped and at the same time looked like a dome. As the doors closed behind them Dumbledore turned and faced the 6 kids. "Hermione, you know all those stories that you read about the History of Hogwarts?" She nodded. "It's all a lie." He said.
"What?" They all said. "You see, the real reason why we went into hiding wasn't because the muggles hated us, it was for their safety." The 5 looked at him like he went mad. "Let me show you." He said as he got his wand out. He moved it in the air, muttering words in Latin. ("Si vis magis iustus a me")
Then the room began to change. Trees began to form in the distance. Brick walls came up from the ground. White fog appears on the ground. Then 7 figures appeared. The 5 students look and see that 4 of the figures were the four Hogwarts founders. But they also saw a man around their age getting hit by bolts of light by the 6 other people. "These 7 are the true Hogwarts founders, though you know four of them, there are also three more." He says this as he walks towards a man with long grayish brown hair. Hermione noticed something, "Wait, that's-", "Me." Dumbledore said as he looked at his younger self. "You were a founder, but that would make you like-" Ron stopped, he tried to figure out how old he was. "I'll give you a hint, I was 90 when we founded it." Dumbeldore said. Then Neville said, "1069 years old!" Dumbeldore smiled and said, "Yes, 10 points for Gryffindor. But, yes I was a founder, I was once incharge of my own house, the Phoenix house. But I wasn't the only old timer, there was also him." He pointed to an old man with long white hair, white robes. And was also carrying a staff.
They all walked up to him and Hermione's eyes widened. "Is that?" "Yes, Miss Granger. That is Merlin." Harry looked at Merlin, he felt a connection with him, he also felt a connection with the other four founders. "He was one of two people who had a staff, and not a wand. The other one is Celtic." Said Dumbeldore. They looked at the teen. They saw that he had orange hair, and was wearing armor that was green. He also had a black clock. They saw that he was being sucked into his staff. "Celtic was also a founder, but he went power hungry, and declared war on us. He, with his followers, both magical and not, joined him, his house also joined him too. We knew that we couldn't kill him. So we trapped him in his staff. At the end we knew that the Wizarding world and the Mugglem world must be separated. So we change some things so that no one can figure out about him. Only Me and the Ministry of Magic is meant to know. But his servants somehow find out." Dumbledore said.
"Now that Voldemort has stolen the staff, my worst fears have been answered. Voldemort is a servant of Lord Celtic. A war against Celtic would be in the billions, the hundred millions if we are lucky." Harry thought he saw Godric Gryffindore looking at him, but then looked back. After that they began to head back to Hogwarts.
Miles and miles away. A portal opens. Out of it came Jake. When the portal closes he looks around and sees that he's in woodlands with mountains in the distances. He looks up at the night sky. Then back around him. "Okay, I really hope he didn't send me to the Jurassic period." Jake said. His blue visors go down over his eyes. They bring up a map and show that he was in right time. He was just in Scotland. "Great." He said sarcastically.
Somewhere else Bellatrix appears holding a staff. She walks into a giant mansion, Malfoy Manor. She walks into the meeting room to see Voldemort, Narcissists, Wormtail, three death eaters, the Chinese muggle minister of defense Chi Haotian, and a few more. Voldemort sees her and says, "Ah, Bellatrix, I see you have returned, with the staff." A small smirk appeared on his face. "Good, now we must hurry, if we are to get the upper hand." A death eater said. They began to walk. They made their way over to a giant room underground. A few more people wait for them. Some were magical creatures, some were some of Voldemort's followers, some others were wearing muggle military uniforms.
They walk up to a circular stage in the center of the room. Voldemort put the staff in the center. It floated a few inches up. Voldemort stood back and said, "The piece of a prophecy ball." A death eater came up and placed a piece of a shattered glass ball under the staff.
"The tooth of a basilisk."
Again a death eater brought said artifact. And the death eaters continue to bring the artifacts said, "A cup full of Wolfsbane Potion, the horn of a unicorn with its dry blood on it, Ployjuice potion of a giant, blood of a dragon, and horcruxes, each one to make you more powerful."
He pointed his wand at a table with a diadem, a cup, a locket, and a ring. They began to fly towards the staff and hover mid air. Voldemort then said, "And the left forearm of a servant who has the blood of one of the Hogwarts founders running through his veins."
He put his wand away and got a knife. He was about to cut off his arm when Wormtail said, "I-It helps if you bite your tongue and curl your toes in ward."
Voldemort cuts off his arm fast. He screams, "OH, SON OF A MOTHER*****************************! THAT HURTS!" He throws the knife away and holds the part of his arm still attached to his body. "My lord." Bellatrix said. She walked up to him and helped him stand. He grabs his wand and points it at the staff, he mutters a few words before the staff begins to glow. A blast threw them across the room. Voldemort stands and sees an outline of a human form. The staff hits it with bolts of lightning. The stuff they put under the staff were gone. The horcruxes were gone. Even Voldemort's cut off arm was gone. After a while a puff of smoke came from the staff. A figure stands up from the ground. He was 16 and had orange hair and small sideburns. He wore green armor and had a black cape. He grabbed his staff with his right arm.
The other followers were starting to stand up. Celtic turned around to face him. He was good looking for his age. Voldimort was the first to say something. "My lord. What an honor it is to wel-", "How long was I on my staff?" Celtic asked, turning away, now not facing Voldemort.
"1002 years my lord." Voldemort said. Celtic turned and they saw anger as dangerous as fire in his eyes. "IT TOOK YOU 1002 YEARS TO FREE ME!" He yelled. The top of the staff holds a red crystal which was right now glowing a sinister red. "M-my lord, the location of the staff was a mystery. Even after we found out its location we had to make sure that we didn't want to make our intentions clear." Voldimort said.
Celtic looked at Chi Haotian before asking, "How much has military technology evolved?"
"It has evolved to the height it could go. We have things called plans, tanks, and nuclear bombs that come to wipe out cities. But the country I am from, known as China, is the third most powerful country on earth. While another country known as the United States of America, ranks as number 1. That one will be troubled taking over."
"You're gone for a thousand years and everything changes." Celtic mumbled. He looked at Voldemort. "What are our chances of winning a full scale war?" Voldemort smirked and said, "What type of victory cake would you like." While all the other death eaters looked at Voldemort Celtic laughed an evil laugh.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts Dumbledore stands in front of the entire school in the great hall. He looks around the hall. He takes a deep breath before saying, "Well this has been one hell of a year." No one laughs. A grasshopper is heard in the distance inside the great hall. "I guess you guys are still mad at me for leaving you here with Umbridge." "YES!" Yelled all the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuff. "Well I am sorry for that but it was either I ran or Azkaban." He said.
Minerva gave a small cough. Dumbledore nodded and got back on track. "I want to tell you all something. Be ready for a war unlike any other. Be ready to fight. Be ready to see death everywhere you turn. Because a war is going to start. I believe I should tell you all the beginning." He said as he noticed all the confused looks from the students.
"You see, around a thousand years ago Hogwarts was founded. Now you all know of Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff. But there are three more." Dumbledore said. The students got even more confused. "One of the three was Merlin." Whispers filled the hall. A few of them asked, "How is that possible?"
"Students, please be calm." Minirva said. She was an old lady who always wore a green cloak. The hall continued to talk. "QUIET!" She yelled. The whole hall stopped at once. Even Dumbledore and Snape looked a bit scared. Dumbledore said, "Now for you wondering Merlin was a great man who, like many of our students who lived in the Mugglem world, had a twinkle of joy in his eyes whenever he saw magic. He always knew how to make learning fun. He indeed had power that could reveal the gods. Trust me, you didn't want to be in a duel with him. And yes, he was indeed a muggleborn."
Now students were wondering how Dumbuldore would know this.
"But let me explain that some things are better left unknown than known. Now the 6th founder is me." He said in a tone that showed that he didn't want to talk about this. This started even more noise, much louder. "FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN QUIET!" Minerva yelled. Some students actually jump from their seats.
"I'm going to get to the point of why I'm still alive, I was hit by a spell that caused me to live for thousands of years, I don't know why, I just know that. And then there was the one who hit me with that spell, Lord Celtic Cogaidh. He was around your age when we founded Hogwarts, though young he was as powerful as Merlin and acted like an adult. But a few years after Hogwarts was founded Celtic began to experiment with dark magic, it corrupted him and he became evil. He was getting a growing army of followers, both from the magical world and Mugglem world. A war unlike any other during the time was fought. It stretched over all of Europe, into the saradha desert, battles were fought in the Middle east and in Asia. At the end we trapped Celtic. The war was bloody. We knew the only hope for there to be peace was to hide from the muggles. So history was changed, we were forgotten, Merlin became legend. The Norse, Greek, and Egyption gods became myths. The world was at peace. But now I fear Celtic may be free. So I say this: when the war starts, choose the right path and not the easy one."
As Dumbledore sat back down, Minerva stood up and said, "Alright everyone. Now due to recent events, you are all going home tonight. Your things are already packed, just go and get them. You may say your goodbyes as well." She ended with a sad tone, obviously for the students.
In the Headmaster office Dumnledore was sitting at his desk, his face in his hands. He mumbled, "I'm so sorry, I should have known what role Voldemort really played when he named his followers. Death Eaters. The same name Celtic called his army."
He looked up and sighed. He said, "Harry will be seen as a leader. He will be forced to lead a hopeless crusade. The world is even more divided than ever, Celtic will use this to his advantage. Your son will fail, I fear."
He sat there for a while. He got up and walked towards one of the walls in his office. He placed his hands on the wall. After a few moments a hole appeared in it. He pulled out of it a very old picture, just small enough to fit. He looked at it and sighed. He missed the old days. He looked at it until something caught his eyes. His eyes filled with shock, as he dropped the picture. "How could I forget? How? She must have security, or else she and her family will be in grave danger." He said to himself.
He looks outside as he hears the faint whistle of a train.
The trip to King cross station was quiet. Aurors, Prefects, even some members of the Order guard the train. Harry was sitting with Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginney, and Neville. At one point they saw a muggle helicopter flying over. ("The only reason a helicopter would fly over in this part of the country is because the muggle prime minister was told." Hermione said when they saw it.) When they went past a muggle town the train sped up and shield charms were put in place. The reason why was because what looked like a riot was happening.
"I can't believe that all this time, there have been muggles who knew about the wizarding world." Hermione said to herself.
A few moments passed when Harry said, "I wonder?"
"Wonder what Harry?" Ron asked.
"I was just wondering, since Dumbledore is so old, how come he doesn't act like a grumpy old grandpa all the time?" Harry said offhandedly.
It was a moment before the laughter started. First Hermione, then Ron, then Neville and Ginny, then Luna. They laughed for a while. During which they felt 11 agine. Before Harry nearly died at the end of every year. Before Ginny was taken down to the chamber. Before Umbrid-oh.
"Um, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Yeah."
"Um, I think we forgot to tell them that we left Umbridge in the forbidden forest." Harry said.
Hermione surprised Harry by saying, "What do you mean? I thought she left the castle to go to Hogsmead?"
It was nearly night time when they arrived at King cross. When the kids got off they saw not only Aurors guarding it, but also goblins, some dragon-humans (Dragonborns.), and to everyone's surprise, muggle military police. Ron was about to say something when a well built man with an orange beard matched his hair, came up to him and gave him a small nuggie. "Hey, if it isn't my favorite little brother." The man said. "Hey Charlie." Ron said after getting free. "So these must be your friends." Charlie said as he looked at his siblings' friends.
"Yep. This is Hermione, Neville, Luna, and-","Harry Potter." Charlie said as he shook Harrys' hand.
A whistle is blown and everyone looks to see Mad-eye standing at the entrance. "Okay, the cost is clear. We can get out of here now."
After trying to squeeze out of the entrance they finally got out. Luna saw her father and said her goodbyes. So did Neville when he saw his gran. After a while Hermione saw her parents. She turned around to look at her friends. "Be careful you two." She said to them.
She hugged Ron. Then she turned to look at Harry and said, "If I hear you ran away to go and look for Celtic yourself, so help me."
He smiled because he knew she was being both serious and jokingly. She gave him a hug. But before she left she gave Harry a small kiss for 'good luck not dying over the summer'. She turned and left with her parents. Harry was stunned that Hermione kissed him. Charlie smiled and said while fake coughing, "Ship."
Harry heard this and said, "Um, come on. Let's go."
He saw the ministry car parked for them at the front of the station. Harry was sure the reason why Mr. Weasly didn't pick them up was because of all the crazenist happening. After getting into the car Harry felt like something more was to come. Something telling him to keep his friends close. He knew that now more than ever, the world didn't need him to be another Hogwarts student, they needed him to be Harry James Potter 'The boy who lived'.
