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Recap: Harry looked back at the others, and when his eyes landed on Castor, he remembered why he wanted to kick Jose's backside. He gritted his teeth together, and with narrowed eyes he called out, "Erza, back off! Jose is mine!"

Erza and Fawkes whirled around when they heard him shout, but Harry didn't pay attention to them. His eyes landed on Jose, who looks both angry and evilly gleeful to see him. Harry can feel his blood boil. This man has hurt his son, someone who is under his protection.

With gritted teeth, Harry whipped his wand arm up into the air and pointed the death stick right at his enemy. "Bombarda!" he shouted loudly in anger. The curse exploded right where Jose stood, but the master of Phantom Lord dodged the attack before it could hit him.

"Dark Pulse!" Harry heard from behind him. He didn't know what the attack would do, but he wasn't willing to find out.

"Protego!" Harry cast the shield charm around his body when he noticed that the dark pulse was all around him. The explosion from the enemy attack was big enough to destroy his shield, but luckily Harry was only hit with the aftershock. The aftershock threw him back and slammed him against the wall on the other side of the room, away from everyone else, with the air knocked out of him.

Harry was trying to get back up, but Jose wasn't going to let him, it seems. Jose is standing above him with his foot lifted up over Harry's back. He brought it down on top of his back, making Harry cry out in pain. Jose kept repeating the action while laughing at him.

"You deserve this for what you have done!" he exclaimed with a giant smirk of insanity on his face. "I knew it was just a fluke that you were able to stop my Jupiter Cannon! You're weak!" Jose said mockingly while still stomping on Harry's back.

For some reason this made Harry have a flash back on a whale of a man calling him a freak. Harry doesn't know why, but the thought of this man spiked his anger even more. He lifted his wand, and at point blank range cast, "Concursores Fluctus!" Jose was slammed with the shockwave spell, sending him far away from Harry, who is now having a very hard time getting up due to the pain in his back.

While Jose was sailing through the air, Fawkes showed up behind him and released a powerful breath of fire at the man's back, giving him second-degree burns. Fawkes wasn't too happy about that, judging by the look on his face from what Harry can see; however, it did tell the both of them just how powerful Jose really is if that is all Fawkes' flame did.

Jose brushed off the ashes from his coat – even though some of it used to be a part of it – when Erza appeared to his left and swung her sword in an arc for Jose's head. He managed to block the attack effortlessly with his magic covered arm. He kicked out with his leg, introducing it to Erza's ribs. She was sent soaring through the air, but before she could hit the wall and become winded, she stopped midair.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he caught Erza in time with the charm he cast on instinct. He wasn't sure which spell it was, but he was glad to use it.

{That was Wingardium Leviosa, Harry,} Fawkes answered Harry's unspoken question.

'Right, good to know, but I have no idea how I did it,' Harry said mentally. 'Think you can show what I did later?'

{It might be best for you if you remember it on your own. If you were able to do it now, then the knowledge should be within your grasp.} Harry sighed at the answer, but wasn't too surprised by it. He couldn't think much more on this thought, however, because he had to jump out of the way of Jose's shades that were reaching out to grab him.

The shades followed Harry when he dodged them. With a glare aimed at the ghost-like creatures, Harry thought of the day he was accepted into Fairy Tail and the time he spent there. With this memory firmly in place at the forefront of his mind, he held his wand out in front of him. "Expecto Patronum!" The stag spirit was summoned forth by Harry's happy memory. The stag charged at the shades, destroying them when it touched.

Since Harry was focused on dealing with the shades, he narrowly saw Jose using dark pulse again. He knew that since he saw it too late he would not have time to dodge or block the attack. This time Harry was hit with the darkness magic at full force. He cried out in anguish and crashed into one of the pillars in the room, destroying it. He coughed up some blood, but luckily just a few specks of it. He felt pain in his left leg jolt when he coughed, so he took a peek at it, only to see that it is broken judging by its wrong angle to the side.

Harry winched at the sight of it, and knew that if he tried to get up the bone would pierce through the skin. It didn't take a genius to know that he is out of this fight, but it would seem that Jose didn't want him to be out quite yet if the attack flying at him was to be judged accurately. Harry cast the shield charm to protect himself from the attack. He decided to keep the shield up as well as the Patronus so no attacks could reach him.

Before Jose could send anymore attacks than Harry could handle while in his valuable state, Erza attacked the master from behind. She swung her sword down, but Jose was able to dodge it, but before he could counter he noticed Fawkes flying towards Harry to check on him. Before Harry could warn his familiar, Jose sent Dark Pulse at him, injuring the phoenix. Fawkes landed on his belly and slid, only to stop right in front of Harry. The wizard struggled to reach the fire bird, but with a little effort he grabbed hold of Fawkes and pulling him within the safety of his shields. Once he was done checking on him – finding that only his right wing to be broken – Harry turned back to watch Erza fight Jose.

Erza's Black Wing Armor is a bit damaged, so she turned it into her Heaven's Wheel Armor. Now she normally uses this armor to fight multiple people, but Harry guessed that Jose could be considered multiple people; not only for his strength, but also because of his shades.

Erza jumped into the air and summoned ten swords around her form. She fired five of them at the shades that were still attacking Harry, allowing his stag to get rid of the rest of them, but he still wasn't going to disable his spell quite yet. The rest of the swords were sent at Jose. Jose was able to stop them in their tracks, but Erza came down with two swords in hands. She brought the blades down in a V arc, but Jose dodged them, making the swords crash into the ground, creating a crater.

Jose landed not far from where he was previously and called out, "Shade Entangle!" His spell summoned some of his shades, which wrapped around Erza's body. Erza gritted her teeth in pain, but Harry couldn't see that from where he was.

"You Fairy Tail mages have been getting on my nerve for a very long, long time, but you know... that is not what started this war. No, what triggered this war was that we were given a request to recover the heiress to the Heartfilia family," Jose said.

This information didn't surprise Harry, because Lucy already told them, so he wondered why Erza was so shocked by it. '…Oh yeah… Erza was taking a shower at the time,' he realized.

"The daughter of one of the wealthiest men in the county has joined Fairy Tail! Just how great do you have to become before you're all satisfied?!" He demanded. "With the access to the Heartfilia funds, your guild would surly exceeded our own, and that is the one thing that I could never forgive!"

'Is this guy for real?' Harry couldn't help but think this thought. In a way he could see how Jose would think that they would do something like that, but that was only due to the fact that everyone else in the world would do it. Fairy Tail is one of the only guilds that exist that have more honor and pride than that. Alas, people like to think the worst of them.

Natsu, Harry kind of forgot about him, jumped out from behind Jose and attacked him with a Fire Dragon's Iron Fist. His attack met its mark on the Phantom Lord's Master's back, where he already has burns. Jose stumbled forward in pain, but his spell on Erza is still in place.

Erza struggled more and told Natsu to stay out of the fight since he is still recovering from his brawl with Gajeel. Natsu ignores her and attacks Jose again, but this time the master blocked it with his left arm and used his right fist to punch Natsu hard enough in the gut to send him flying and smash into the wall. Natsu must have hit his head when he crashed, because he is knocked out on the ground where Lucy, Happy, and Castor are still hiding out.

"Now that was pathetic. Is this all Makarov has to offer? No wonder he wants to get his hands on the Heartfilia fortune!"

Erza laughed, drawing everyone's attention to her. "What is pathetic is how heated you get over who the best is, but what's really shocking is how terrible your information gathering resources are," she said.

"What was that?" Jose questioned.

"Lucy ran away from…home," Erza panted out. "Do you really think… that we could use her money?" This seems to have shocked Jose. "Lucy lives in a 70,000Js rented house. She works her butt off just like the rest of us. She's fought… laughed… and cried with us. She is a true member of our guild."

Harry is in awe at Erza's speech. He looks over to where Lucy is, and sees that she is getting a bit emotional over there behind a pillar while holding onto Castor.

"You started this war because Lucy is the heiress to the Heartfilia family? A flower can't choose where to bloom, just like a child can't choose their parents. What the heck makes you think you know anything about Lucy?!" Erza exclaimed at the top of her lungs.

Jose smirked after Erza was done, making Harry worry about what he was thinking of. "Well I guess I'll just find out," he said. "Did you really think I was going to hand Lucy over for free? I plan to keep her till all of the Heartfilia fortune is mine. They will have no money left by the time I hand her over!"

Erza curse Jose out, and Harry did the same, but more with magic than words. He sent a tripping jinx at Jose, making him almost lose his balance, but sadly didn't, much to Harry's dismay. It did, however, help get Erza out of Jose's spell, or so he thought. It turned out that what got Erza out of the spell was not from Harry's distraction or Erza's will power, but was in fact from their Master Makarov.

"Too much blood has been spilt; the blood of children." The look on Makarov's face as he spoke was dark. It was just enough to make a chill go down Harry's spine. "Thanks to pitiful parents, a child was put through pain, and shed many tears, and that goes for more than one child. This war has gone on long enough. I'm must put an end to this," Makarov said without once raising his voice.

"Master…" Harry heard Erza, Lucy, and Happy say in relief. The sight of their master also made his muscles relax a bit, just enough for him to notice just how tense he was, for his arms and back are now sore, more so than they should be.

Makarov looks around at them realizing that only Castor, Lucy, and Happy are the only ones that could really move, but then he noticed that Natsu was waking up. "Natsu, do you think you can help Erza out of here?" he asked.

"Old man!" Natsu said in a surprised, happy tone. "Yeah, I should be able to."

"Then take her, and get yourselves, Lucy, and Castor out of here. Happy, I want you to carry Harry out, but be gentle when flying, and give him to someone that can carry him to the hospital," Makarov ordered.

Natsu lifted Erza up with her arm over his shoulders, and signed the other to follow. Happy grabbed the back of Harry's shirt, and was in the middle of lifting him when he was hit by a shade that Harry must have missed, because Jose did not create any more. Happy fell down in exhaustion, and Harry used his magic to hand him over to Lucy.

"I'll be fine, just go!" Harry said. Natsu looked over at Makarov, who sees the problem that Harry is not going to be able to get out. He's too heavy for either Lucy or Castor to carry, and Natsu is too busy carrying Erza. He was left with no other choice.

"Go, I'll make sure Harry get's back safely," he told Natsu and the other before turning to Harry himself. "As for you, Harry, make sure you keep up your shields." Harry nodded in understanding, allowing Makarov to focus solely on his enemy.

The two member of the ten wizard saints, even though to Harry the word saint does not fit Jose at all, were talking about how it's been ten years since they last were face to face with each other, and how the Fairy Tail guild has grown in that time, only for it to be nothing more than a pile of rubble now.

Instead of Makarov getting angry about the guild hall being destroyed, he only said that the building does not make the guild, but its members. Harry didn't know what Makarov was doing with his magic, but it almost looked like some kind of connect the dots game.

Makarov thanked everyone in the Fairy Tail guild and praised them, which made Harry warm up inside with pride. He is proud to be a member.

Makarov and Jose started to fight, and Harry is glad he was told to keep up his shield charm, because there were much bigger explosions going on than there were previously. The fight itself didn't last long at all, before Makarov went into his titan form and ordered Jose to kneel and started to count down from three.

Jose refused, much to Harry surprise. Oh, who was he trying to kid? Harry rolled his eyes at his own mock shock. What was Makarov doing? Harry noticed some kind of powerful spell forming in his master's hands.

After the master of Fairy Tail said one, he called out that time was up and clapped his hands. "Fairy Law," he said commandingly.

A giant magic circle with the Fairy Tail symbol formed in the sky. Harry felt warm under its blinding glow, but when it was over he looked over to Jose and saw that the man wasn't doing so great anymore. His color has dulled, and his face showed an expression that looked like he saw the devil himself.

"Never come after Fairy Tail again," Makarov threatened Jose, and Harry has a feeling that the man will indeed listen this time. He felt movement in his arms and saw that Fawkes woke up.

{Is it over?} Fawkes asked, and he nodded.

"Yes, it's over."


Harry knows that he's dreaming. How can he tell? He can tell, because he's flying on a broomstick. He doesn't understand why he's on a broom, but feeling the wind hit his face felt really good, so he didn't care. He noticed that he was going pretty fast and chasing something. It was weird, isn't it normally the other way around in dreams? Not in this one it seems, because he's the one doing the chasing.

What Harry is chasing in this dream is a small, golden ball with barely seeable wings. His hand was reaching out for it, but then a bigger, brown ball came out of nowhere and slammed into his arm, breaking it. At first Harry thought that the dream him would stop at catching the golden ball, but that didn't happen. He needed to catch this tiny, shiny, golden ball to win the game. Wait, what game? Harry couldn't remember what this game he's playing is even called, and he can't even see what is going on around him either. All he can see was him flying on a broom, and this darn golden ball!

He reached out with his other hand, determined to catch it. He finally grasped it, but shortly after he did he fell off his broom. He lied on the ground on his back for a moment, looking at the golden ball in his hand. He thought he heard someone speaking, but he couldn't hear them. This didn't matter to him at the moment though, for the brown ball is back and trying to kill him!

He's rolling side to side, and even had to back up away from it before it hit him in the family jewels. It was on its way back down when someone made it explode.


Harry awoke from his weird dream, but he now wishes to have a broomstick to fly on. 'Maybe I could find one? This world is still magical after all,' he thought hopefully.

He looked around to see where he was. He's in the hospital. He almost forgot about that. After the fight with Phantom Lord's master, Makarov carried him out of the building, and gave him to Macao to bring to the hospital. Makarov said he would have done it himself, but he wanted to check on everyone else since for the most part Harry was fine.

Harry sat up and almost forgot that only his leg was broken. That dream almost threw him off balance, because at first he thought his arm was also broken. Luckily it wasn't, and it was just his leg.

He sees his familiar out of the corner of his eyes. Harry looks over to see Fawkes looking at him.

{You looked like you were having a nice dream,} he said.

Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah I did. I was flying on a broomstick, and chasing after a golden ball. I think it was some kind of game I was playing."

{It was; you were playing a wizarding sport called Quidditch.} Fawkes tilted his head to the side. {Do you remember anything else, like what year you were in?}

Harry shook his head. "No, all I remember was that this brown ball tried to kill me," he replied.

Fawkes nodded in acceptance. {Second year it sounds like. You were 12 years old at the time.}

Now it was Harry's turn to tilt his head. "You don't normally answer things like that…"

Fawkes shrugs his shoulder wings. {There were a lot of games you played. You would have had a hard time remembering that one.}

Harry guessed that his familiar had a point. After a minute in silence, Harry spoke again. "Do you know if there are any stores that still sell broomsticks?"

Fawkes didn't answer right away, most likely thinking if there was a store or not. {I'm not sure. I don't think there is one in this country, but there might be in another,} Fawkes said musingly.

"What about at Gringotts? I know I had a vault there. Do you think my old broom is there?"

Fawkes rolled his eyes while trilling a laugh. {You never know with those guys. I know it wasn't there before the spell, but it could have gone there right before it did, as well as everything else that belongs to people. Who knows?} Fawkes shook his head. {I doubt it though. Your wand, cloak, and stone were still with you, but then again, they are Deathly Hallows.} At this point Harry's sure that Fawkes had no clue at all if he had a broom still or not. Maybe it's time he took that trip to Gringotts.

The door banged open, making both Harry and Fawkes jump. This is when Harry realized that Fawkes' wings were both flapping. He decided to push that notice to the back of his mind for now, and see who it was that barged into his hospital room. It was Natsu.

"What are you…?" Harry was about to ask, but Natsu cut him off.

"LUCY'S GONE!" He shouted in panic.

Harry was at a loss for words. "Wha…what do you…?"

Happy came up from behind Natsu. "We went to her place, only to not find her there. We looked around, and saw a letter on her desk. It said she was going home!" Happy explained, sounding sad.

Harry sighed, "I'm sure that Lucy just left to try and explain to her dad that there was no need for that kind of action, but if you two think that she's leaving for good then I can't help you. I've got a broken leg, so I can't go anywhere. Do you know where she lives?"

"Yeah, we found it on one of the letters," Natsu said. "We're going to go bring her back!" He turned to Happy. "Happy, get the team together, and let's go save Lucy!"

"Aye, Sir!" The two ran out the door, giving Harry a sudden wave of pure quiet.

He turned to Fawkes after getting over his stunned state. "So how's your wing, Fawkes?"

{Oh, it has fully recovered. It healed over night,} Fawkes replied.

"What! How did it heal so fast?"

Fawkes tilted his head innocently. {I'm a phoenix, Harry,} he said in a 'duh' like tone.

Harry glared at his feathery friend. With a point to the door, he ordered, "Then go after them and tell me what they're doing."

Fawkes rolled his eyes, but did as told. {I'll be back then.} Fawkes flapped over to the open window, landing on the sill. He turned his head back to look at Harry. {By the way, if you look down to you right, you'll see Castor,} he said before flying out the window to follow Team Fairy Zeal.

Harry looked down and saw Castor sleeping like a log on the chair next to his bed with his head on it. 'How did he not wake up when Natsu barged in here like a raging dragon?' Harry thought while rubbing at his scar.


'So, how did it go, Fawkes?'

{All I know is that when we got here Lucy had already told her dad off, and that her place is Huge! She owns most of the land here! …Wait…no, scratch that, ALL OF IT!}

'That sounds pretty big… Are you guys on your way back?'

{Yes, they're on the train now while I fly overhead. We'll be there soon.}

'See you when you get back.'

TBC


This arc is done! XD Speaking things being finished, I have completed my animation! It's called "Christmas Cane and Young Drake" in case I forgot to mention the name before. My user name on youtube is Dark Crystal if you want to check it out.

I'm going to skim the Loki arc, because it is short, and Harry's still recovering from a broken leg. That reminds me...Should I have Harry's broom at Gringotts, or should I have him go somewhere like Alvarez to get a new one? :) There won't be any broomstick shop in Fiore.

Harry: That sucks… We're no longer on hold, but I come back with a broken leg. What gives? :(

Enj/Dark: Sorry Harry, it just happened. Besides, it is something that would indeed happen to you. Just because I like you doesn't mean the Potter luck is going away.

Voldy: Will I be showing up again soon?

Enj/Dark: I'm not sure. Last we saw you, you were picked up by Tartaros. What's after the Tower of Heaven arc?

Natsu: I think it's Battle of Fairy Tail.

Zeref: Then I think it's the Oracion Seis arc.

Natsu: You're skipping Edo.

Zeref: So that leaves Tenrou Island afterward.

Enj/Dark: It may be a while before we see you again, Voldemort. I might show you after the Battle of Fairy Tail. …Yeah, I think I'll do that. Zeff?

Zeref: Please review. :'C