Have n't said this in a spell so I should probably note. I do n't own Harry Potter. I 'm not for certain of the specific legal forking of a character called Harry potter but not actually the Sami guy. But anyway, I do n't own any of the stuff and nonsense I 'm not supposed to own. I may own the stuff I 'm supposed to own but since I 'm unconvincing to publish it probably does n't matter.



It was a nice garden, the garden at Malfoy Manor. At one time the bushes were elegantly crafted topiary, a zoo of fantastic animate being in notional airs, but they had been untended for a yr and now they looked just like pubic hair. Just here or there you could see a shadow of a dragon, the wing of a swan. It was like looking at clouds. The grass had grown up too, retentive blades that got between your toes. It was half wild but then that was dependable. It was a wonderfully peaceful place.

So why oh why had they nailed two bloody great quidditch goals into it. Harry snorted, they were ruining the view with their stupid game.

'' Come on Harry ! '' Ginny swooped down laughing. `` There 's a spare broom ! ``

'' right wing, the heather 's the problem. '' Harry laughed back, waving his cane. `` Not the fact that I 'm fatal in the air at the best of times and am currently down a limb. ``

'' So you 're just gon na stay down there on the sens like an old man ? ``

'' Just preserve it quiet you hooligans. '' Harry laughed as Ginny rose into the sky again. It would take in been fun to go up and make a fool of himself, make them jest when he fell off. But if he ever wanted to get rid of the walking stick he would have to let himself actually heal. If he burst his sand undefendable nobody would laugh. Well ... maybe the twins would.

Harry turned and stomped off across the grass, back towards the house. The sun was beating down like a hammer and Harry was sweating by the sentence he reached the wide-cut veranda. He took a moment before climbing the stairs. Everybody knew he was recovering from his injuries but he did n't like to let them have it off how intemperately some things were for him. Better to just take a minute.

Harry stomped up the wooden stairs and dropped into a pen up deckchair. The altogether veranda was new woodwind, tacked onto the back of the ancient mansion. The vulture had conjured and constructed the matter the first day they got there, at genus Draco 's spur. The unseasoned Slytherin took an almost diseased joy in slamming shaft into the ancient Malfoy mansion house. It was all they could do to stop him using fifteenth one C dagger as nails.

The whole place had been transformed into a kind of predator summertime clique. All of them were there, at inaugural they had just come during the day to give ear out, then in dribs and drabs they had attached themselves to way and began staying overnight. Harry was loving it, he had a captive audience. And now that the marauders numbered twenty they were a proficient interview. Except when they did pointless affair like play quidditch or do homework. But at other times they were brilliant.

'' So, '' Harry turned to the deck chair beside him, containing his newest initiate. `` Who 's winning ? ``

'' I ca n't severalise. '' Pythea took a delicacy sip from a looking glass of lemonade. `` They seem to have released four different snitches so I do n't know how to grade. ``

'' Four fink ? '' Harry 's eyebrows arched.

'' Ginerva and genus Draco were left in thrill of setting up. ``

'' Probably just trying to outdo the Twins. '' Harry shrugged. `` How many bludgers were there ? ``

'' Twelve I believe. ``

'' Seemed like more. '' Harry glanced up at the game flowing above the vast priming. Sixteen piranha were swooping and diving in the hot, perfectly, air. Like drink. Harry envied them, not for the ability to fly, but for the relief from the warmth that flying would bring. Harry brushed his effort filled hair out of his human face and fanned himself with his hand. He turned to the girlfriend next to him. `` How are you not sweating ? It 's like a warm day in infernal region. ``

'' I 'm used to Greece Harry. ``

'' You 're used to a floaty castling in the sky. '' Harry leant back to soak in the rays. `` I however need some shade. '' Harry drew his sceptre and floated a standing umbrella over. It shook a picayune as it settled into place. Harry frowned, his new wand was n't his dearie. For one thing it was n't an Ollivander wand.

His first wand had been taken from him by Voldemort at the end of his quartern year, it had never been recovered. His second lay broken in Godrics Hollow. Both had worked for him wonderfully and he had wanted something as soundly. The commencement day he had got out of hospital he had stomped down to the old wand-makers shop to buy a new scepter. Unfortunately the old man had had other ideas.

'' Out ! Out ! Wand-killer ! Get out of my shop ! ``

'' But I just want- ''

'' I heard what you did to Dumbledore 's wand ! burlesque to destroy such ... such ... Get out ! get out ! get out ! ``

Harry had been bundled from the shop by the scrawny old bastard. As he fell backwards out the door, his cane clattering on the cobbles, he had yelled.

'' I did also defeat Voldemort you know ! '' But the door had been slammed shut in his face and he had gone back to the residence empty handed. Given that he did n't desire to go to long without a wand he had scrounged through the things taken from the captured death feeder. Eventually he had found one that worked. He never found out who it belonged to, did n't really count to him. It was made of reassuringly thug oak and had a nice round handgrip. It was just sometimes a footling ... finicky. Finicky was the justly discussion. He just had to get used to it.

'' You could try another wand-maker. ``

'' Are you sure you ca n't read thinker anymore ? '' Harry smiled over at Pythea.

'' You were staring at it. ``

'' I was not. '' Harry holstered his scepter again in his pocket. Out over the garden a sunshine went up as one team or another scored-slash-fouled in a way that was apparently impressive. Harry chuckled, the children were playing. `` Are you planning to get a wand ever ? ``

'' I do n't use one. '' Theia hovered her lemonade up above her script by way or substantiation. `` I had a unlike kind of precept. ``

'' Could you teach me ? ``

'' Do you experience a few spare geezerhood ? ``

'' Ouch. '' Harry threw his manus to his chest in mock wounding. `` I 'm not that dumb. ``

'' We 'll see when the O.W.L. results come. '' Pythea glanced at the sky. `` When do you think they will get here ? ``

'' Oh eventually. '' Harry put his arms behind his head. `` I 'm in no hurry. No wait, shekels that. Once they come we do n't stimulate to listen to Hermione worrying anymore. They need to come in now. Right now. ``

'' They 'll be here in about half an hour. '' Pythea said confidently. Harry did n't nark asking her how she knew, this was a illusionist he was talking to.

Harry stretched out in his chair and yawned. It was squeamish to have an actual holiday again, no worry about Voldemort, no request to undertake. It was relaxing. Harry eased his injured leg into a more comfortable position. He needed relaxing. His leg and his tummy needed relaxing. His psyche needed it too. Harry closed his eye and sighed happily. Through his magic sight he could see Thea look over and smiling fondly.

'' Have you decided whether you 'll go to Hogwarts yet ? '' Harry asked her.

'' I do n't know what I 'd do there. '' Pythea tapped her finger against her deoxyephedrine. `` I would n't be a student and I could n't be a teacher. ``

'' You could be a pedagogy helper. '' Harry grinned. `` Help Trewalny- ''

'' Do n't even finish that sentence. '' Pythea shuddered. `` That thought is too horrible to meditate. ``

'' But most of all you can be close to the order in display case they need your arcane gift. '' Harry wheedled. `` Your impressive arcane talents. Your astound and unparalleled arcane talents. ``

'' Would n't I be closer here ? '' Pythea raised an eyebrow quizzically. `` Here in the order headquarters ? ``

'' But what if the marauder needed your talents. '' Harry pleaded. `` Your impressive, godlike gift. ``

'' Harry ... ''

'' And besides. '' Harry smiled warmly. `` You never got a chance to be a kid. Take this chance, make out to Hogwarts. Let the piranha show you how to have fun. ``

Pythea did n't say anything, but she smiled.

'' That 's a yes. You smiled so that 's a yes. ``

'' Harry ... ''

'' It counts as a yes. You 're stuck with it now. ``

'' You ... ''

'' Me. ``

'' Stop it. ``

'' Ca n't. ``

'' And you call me a brat. ``

Harry chuckled and laid back in his seat. He must throw fallen asleep because the next thing he knew was a owl was pecking at his face.

'' Get. The. snake pit. Off. Me. '' Harry groaned.

Peck, wad, peck.

'' Oh fine. '' Harry woke and cracked his neck. The owl was n't holding a alphabetic character. `` Where are my bleedin results you unintelligent bird ? ``

'' Here Harry. '' Theia was sitting comfortably, holding a folded fight of paper in her hands.

'' The owl gave it to you ? ``

'' I 'm good with animals. '' Thea glanced down at the piece of paper. `` Do n't you want to know your consequence ? ``

'' Not particularly. ``

'' No ? We could actually have a situation where I go to Hogwarts and you do n't. ``

'' Has ... has that happened ? '' Harry felt his heart drop.

'' Ah so you actually do care. '' Pythea glanced at him slyly.

'' Brat. ``

'' You have n't failed. '' Pythea smiled. `` You got four. Four O.W.Ls. ``

'' Well that ... '' Harry nodded faintly. `` That 's not bad. That 's not too bad. Considering. '' He reached over and picked the termination out of her hand. `` Charms O. Ok that works for me. Defence ... E. ''

'' How could you get an E in defense. '' Pythea shook her head at him. `` You defeated Voldemort. ``

'' Defeating non-white master does n't get a written portion. '' Harry said indignantly.

'' Did you see the other results ? ``

'' Managed A 's in astronomy and puppet. '' Harry shrugged. `` serious enough to go back to Hogwarts. ``

Pythea opened her mouth to say something but did n't get the chance.

'' The resultant role ! The outcome are here ! ``

Harry 's auricle were assaulted by Hermione 's wow. Theia raised her hand to her auricle and winced.

'' Welcome to the marauders. '' Harry said, over the ringing in his ears.
*


The succeeding day they did the only thing traditional after receiving Hogwarts alphabetic character. The customary, almost pilgramigical, misstep to Diagon Alley.

'' hold why are you going ? '' Harry had asked Fred and George. `` You 've had your shoemaker's last year. ``

'' We 're going to go look at something. '' Fred had replied evasively.

'' What ? ``

'' Just ... just something. '' Fred shrugged.

'' This is about your joke shop class is n't it. '' Harry guessed shrewdly.

'' Maybe. ``

'' What about you ? '' Harry turned to Joshua tear. `` Why are you coming ? ``

'' I 'm bored. '' Was his succinct reply.

Harry shrugged. bazaar enough. The Weasley parents were there as well of course. Harry knew that on some level they disapproved of their children being soldiers in a war on eternal darkness. Harry knew this, and could barely bring himself to care. The war was effectively over for now, they were n't soldiers for now. Not for a few old age at least. Harry shrugged, he would throw preferred if the marauders could go alone. existence parented after so long taking forethought of himself was galling. Ah well, with so many piranha they could n't possibly keep yellow journalism on all of them.

Harry shrugged and hoisted his cane. Ah well, clip to do the rachis to shoal workshop. How very normal.
*


Harry dropped into a butt in an ice-cream living room. His left leg, and left arm were both killing him. He had never been more thankful that his bottomless bag absorbed the exercising weight of the Scripture he 'd bought. If he 'd had to carry them the traditional way he might well be dead. It was n't even just the weight or the combat injury, it was the people. What had happened in the department of mysteries was known to every champion in Britain and probably a good bit outside as well. Harry did n't know which I were worse, the ones that demanded an John Hancock like he was he was a all-fired fame or the ones that shied away from him like he was a god. It was draining, physically and mentally. He needed a break.

'' Are you alright Harry ? '' Ron asked.

'' Everyone wants to stop for ice ointment right ? '' Harry panted. `` We 're all stopping for ice cream. Not because I 'm almost stagnant. Stopping for ice pick because we want to, not because I 'm a bloody invalid. ``

'' Um ... yeah Harry. '' Padma nodded faintly. `` Because we want to. ``

'' Great ! '' Harry sat back. `` two-bagger easy lay, coffee and chocolate please. ``

'' Why do I have to get it ? ``

'' I 'm spite. '' Harry held up his cane and put on a hangdog grammatical construction. `` War wounds. ``

'' make up your mind. '' Draco muttered and shook his head wryly as the marauders pushed tables together around the one Harry had claimed. Harry just sat back and grinned. The passion had beat down harshly all day but now it was evening and the air was pleasantly cool. Very peaceful. Harry wondered idly what he would do with a twelvemonth of peace. Probably go mental. Possibly get arrested. Without his majestic finish to justify his outlawry he was nonimmune to end up rout. He might have to rule himself in a bit. Just a bit. It was inauspicious that he had no idea how to do that.

'' Coffee and chocolate. '' A retinal cone was shoved into his script by Padma.

'' What ? No waffle strobile ? ``

'' Do n't push it limpy. ``

'' Ouch. '' Harry chuckled as the vulture pulled up chair around the table. Despite her sarcasm Padma pulled up the chairman next to Harry. Thea sat down quietly on the early incline. She was smooth with everyone but Harry still. For someone who had been one of the most mighty women in the world she was remarkably shy. Harry opened his sass to ask her something when he felt a tug at his sleeve.

'' scout. '' Padma hissed quietly and cheekily. Harry 's centre followed her sneak gaze to the other side of the table. Ginny and Dragon were sitting at the far early English. As he watched Ginny held her ice cream out to Draco, who bent to bat it and ended up with a spot on his nozzle. Ginny laughed flashy than it was natural to laugh at something so cliché and wiped the topographic point off with a napkin. The napkin brushed down Draco 's face just a moment farsighted than was necessary. With his magic eye Harry could even see Ginny 's trice quicken. Harry turned to Padma.

'' And he still remains totally unmindful. '' Harry shook his forefront in skepticism. `` Does he have some sort of empathetic blind-spot ? ``

'' Apparently. '' Padma snorted cynically. `` I think Ginny 's getting desperate. It 's almost embarrassing. My darling sister has been lending her mascara. And creams. ``

'' Interesting that you say emollient in the same personal manner that others would say ... oh I do n't eff. rat bile. ``

'' If he 's that oblivious he 's not worth it. By the way, if you want to trade some of the pick for skunk bile I 'm plot. '' Padma grinned slyly.

'' That would be really mean. ``

'' She would draw in attention though. ``

'' We do n't prank gent marauders. '' Harry turned to the girlfriend on his early side. `` Maybe you can tell us. See anything in their future ? Something small and squalling perhaps ? ``

'' I 'm not a luck teller Harry. '' Pythea said coldly. It was only the light-headed twinkle in her eye that told him she was kidding.

'' Not even a little fortune ? '' Harry arched an eyebrow.

'' What do you expect me to do Harry ? '' The trivial prophet smiled. `` interpret tea leaves ? ``

'' Would that make ? ``

'' Of course not. ``

'' Wait a minute ! '' Ron spun unit of ammunition from Pythea 's other English. Harry saw the seer jump in surprise but cover it a minute later. Ron had n't noticed. `` Tea leaves do n't predict the future ? ``

'' No. However could they ? ``

'' What about clouds ? Tarot cards ? Casting bones ? ``

'' I 'm dreary Ronald none of those will gift you any insight into the future. '' Pythea answered calmly.

'' Then what have I been doing for the past three old age ? ``

'' Making englut up ? '' Harry suggested.

'' fountainhead yeah I knew that but ... what did I get an O.W.L for ? ``

'' You got an O.W.L for putting up with Trewalny for three yr. '' Harry reached over and clapped Ron on the shoulder. `` It 's well deserved. ``

Pythea laughed lightly into her hand causing Harry to note something.

'' Hey, you have n't got any ice cream. '' Harry cocked his head. `` Did you want something else ? I think they 've got coffee and tea and stuff. ``

'' Harry it 's OK. '' Pythea seemed to tilt tightlipped to him. `` I just do n't have any money that 's all. I left Ellas with null and I 've been staying at the manor house ever since you know ... ''

'' You should give birth said something. '' Harry held out his cone cell. `` Here. You 'll like it, coffee is one of the three safe Great Britain nip, coffee ice cream however is dangerously data-based. ``

Pythea chuckled as she daintily licked a driblet off the face of his ice cream conoid. Harry turned it to let her get at all of it. He heard a snigger behind him and looked over his articulatio humeri to see Padma covering her mouth with her hand.

'' What ? '' The sniggering continued. `` What ? ``

'' cipher. '' Padma 's eyes flickered to genus Draco and Ginny on the former slope of the mesa then back to him.

'' Wha ... what are you suggesting that ... no no that 's ... that 's totally different. '' Harry protested, which only prompted a gale of laughter. `` It 's not the Lapp matter ... I mean she did n't .... whereas they ... Shut up. '' Harry turned away from the sniggering marauder and tried to ignore her. He and Pythea finished off the cone shape by turning, and by the prison term they finished Harry was pleasantly cool.

It was a totally fun and peaceful setting. Harry should have got known it would n't stopping point.

'' Having a pleasant day out Mr Potter ? '' A shadow fell across the table. `` It was a beautiful day I felt. ``

'' how-do-you-do James. '' Harry 's eyes fixed on the old gentleman. Maybe it was his tone of voice but the marauder went still in a moment. They went from laughing happily to instruct as a drawn bowstring in an minute. Hands hovered near scepter. Harry waved to them. `` Do n't worry guys, he 's not serious. He 's not even really here. Again. ``

'' A ruth really. '' Epistle of James turned his pale, lined side to the sky. `` It looks like such a skillful evening. ``

'' Is it dusty where you are ? ``

'' I am not telling you where I am. '' James smiled. `` But I do not blame you for fishing. ``

'' I 'm certainly curious as to who you are. '' Harry tilt forwards. `` Last prison term I followed your advice I was framed for murdering some death eaters. ``

'' A regrettable effect Mr thrower, but not my fault. '' James spoke dryly and precisely. `` The info I gave you was entirely correct. ``

'' Yes. '' Harry nodded towards the Baker counterpart, both ( despite his give-and-take ) looking ready to outpouring. `` You told me that their Father-God was targeted to be attacked so I do n't consider you work for Voldemort. But that does n't mean you 're on the side of good. ``

'' Good is meaningless. '' James said definitely. His crisp Oxford enunciation making the tidings seem even colder.

'' Now I know you 're on the ill-timed face. ``

'' Think whatever you wish Mr thrower, it does n't particularly matter if you like me. Although obviously I would choose if we were on amicable price. Nevertheless you will listen to what I have to say. '' King James I waved a gloved hand at the bustling street. `` You will mind or in just about ten minutes these hoi polloi will all be dead. ``

'' You 'd break talking fast then. '' Harry 's fingerbreadth were gripping the side of meat of his chair.

'' Voldemort will lash out here. '' Was the simple reception from the elderly phiz in front line of him.

'' Voldemort has just two demise eater and is supposed to be almost beat. '' Harry grated angrily. `` How could he possibly mount an attack. ``

'' love boy do you expect me to tell you everything ? '' St. James smiled faintly. `` You would believe that this would be enough. Just know that as soon as the moon rises about twenty dollar bill werewolves and at least as many wizards will be attacking here. Whether you chose to believe me ... is up to you. '' James disappeared where he stood, startling a passing family.

'' Harry ? '' Ginny was speaking worriedly from across the table. `` Do you trust him ? ``

'' Yes. '' Harry 's tooth grated together. `` Sod the prick but yes. '' Harry grabbed his cane and pushed himself to his wobbling feet. `` Neville, get inside the store and flue the aurors, and the order. Everybody else start spreading out and getting people into the fireplaces. Do not panic them. GO ! ``

'' Right. '' Harry turned to the worried looking Pythea. `` Can you fight if it comes to it ? ``

'' I was never trained. '' Her voice sounded very small.

'' Ok, do n't take this the faulty way but if something happens you need to stick around out of the way. '' Harry raised his hand to her articulatio humeri. `` Stay safe. '' Harry stepped back and waved the marauders to the left field and right down the street. He himself painfully stepped onto the table and amplified his voice.

'' Listen ... ag ... This is Harry thrower. '' A sunniness went up from the crowd, some people began to scrabble for affair for him to sign. `` No no, Listen. We 've received a tip that there might be something bad happening here soon. It 's probably a mistaken alarm, just some cretin who thinks he 's funny, but I 've talked to the aurors and they think we should evacuate anyway. Just carry on calmly into the nearest shop and flue back to your family. No pushing, just please go family. Do n't care about your champion up and down the street, we have multitude warning them too. ``

Harry tried to keep a calm air smiling face as he waved the great unwashed into away, nodding with an almost banal N. He heard clattering footsteps behind him.

'' Harry ! '' Neville dashed up behind him.

'' What did the aurors say ? ``

'' I could n't turn over them, the flue 's blocked. '' Neville panted. `` I went through the spine and tried the adjacent shop. It 's down too. I think they all are. ``

'' What ? '' Harry spun to look at the shop he had been waving hoi polloi into. As he turned a cry went up and seemed to ripple along the gang. Harry could here the cries of 'it 's not working, why is n't it working ?'. He felt is affection drop. He spun and grabbed a man out of the crew. The man looked down at him in shock but Harry spoke right over him. `` Can you apparate ? ``

'' Wha ... what 's that ? ``

'' Try to apparate. ``

'' Is there a problem ? ``

'' Just try to bloody apparate ! ``

'' I ... '' The man paused. `` I ca n't. It 's blocked or ... or something. ``

Harry spun back to face Neville. The uneasy marauder was gripping his wand hard. Harry amplified his voice harshly, twisting his wand until he could palpate his vocal music cords twanging.

'' MARAUDERS ! THIS IS REAL ! GET EVERYBODY OUT INTO LONDON ! ``

Harry left Neville in commission and clattered back towards the leaky cauldron, his leg felt like it was on fire. The entrance wall came into sight, closed. People were crowded up against it, clawing at the bricks like rats. Harry stopped, shocked.

'' Harry ! '' Lucy Jamaican capital ran up to him, the Baker twins trailing behind her. `` We tried to get them out but the flues are down. When they found out the panicked. I 'm ... I 'm grim. ``

'' Get out of the way. '' Harry ordered them, raising his baton towards the gang. `` EVERYBODY MOVE ! ``

The bunch turned towards his yelling voice, saw the raised wand and the look in his eyes, and parted like the red sea.

"Confringo ! '' Harry aimed the curse at the center of the rampart and blasted a hole in the masonry. He shot again and the wall fell in, crumbling into rubble. Behind the wall a figure stepped forward, his face veiled by a rough cloth and the rest of him covered in deep green. That was what everybody saw. Magic eyes saw more.

'' Get away from him ! '' Harry yelled, but he was too slow. The figure shot forward like a ophidian, his hand jerking into his clothing and coming out with a thick bladed dagger. In one smooth drive the man was amongst the gang. The knife came forward and Harry saw a nebulizer of descent. The knifeman spun and plunged the blade into the binding of a cleaning lady who had turned to run then Harry was knocked to the side by pressing bodies as the crowd stampeded away.

'' Let me through ! '' Harry yelled as he was buffeted madly. He could still see the knifeman in the cold blue devil of his magic sight. The man was spinning randomly through the crowd, opening venous blood vessel and cutting pharynx like the quiver picture of liquid death. Harry tried to bear on his way towards him but he was thrown back. `` nooky this ! Galbinus digitus ! Hammus missis ! ``

The vines on the paries to his side expanded like a mad devilfish, arching across the street. Harry had already cast a chain of mountains up to the green arch and jerked himself up over the crowd. Swinging madly, barely in dominance, Harry was drawn through the air above the oral sex of the writhing gang. Harry 's eye caught the knifeman and he let go, swinging his wooden leg out, steel-toed thrill coming up.

The man dodged like a wildcat and Harry twisted in the air to avoid getting a tongue in his neck. He landed painfully, his leg bending under him, unwilling to support his system of weights, and he stumbled. The knife flashed towards him.

'' Stalagmite ! '' Harry jabbed his wand down and the cobblestone exploded upwards in a protrusion capitulum, knocking the tongue away. But the man was too fast his left hand hired hand dipped into his dress and came back with a thin wand before Harry could even stand. Harry had to revolve away as a tearing net of razor train of thought came shooting towards him. He tried to stand but his leg buckled and he saw the blink knife again, too close this time.

'' Stubefy ! '' The red light smashed the knifeman from behind and threw him to the floor. Harry struggled to develop as Lucy and the two baker pushed through the live of the crew to get to him. Lucy grabbed his arm and he gratefully pulled himself just. `` Are you alright ? ``

'' No ! '' Harry summoned his cane and glanced around. There were dead body everywhere. He had n't been fast enough.

'' We tried to- '' terry Baker began to utter but a tongue bloomed from his shoulder and he was thrown back into his sisters arms. `` Aaaah ! ``

Harry spun with his verge out. Out of the mess in the wall were climbing three Thomas More green shrouded bod. Harry 's eye buzzed through them and was to a greater extent behind them. Lots more.

'' Get him out of here ! twilight back ! '' Harry yelled. He twitched his wand at the floor and swung it like a sword, growing a rampart of Harlan Fiske Stone out of the gravelly sett. Harry saw Anna baker rallying cry as she dashed away with her bleeding brother at the same time as Lucy ran to stand up next to him. `` I meant you too ! ``

'' I 'm not leaving you. ``

'' That 's OK, I 'm retreating too ! '' Harry hobbled backwards, his baton trained on the wall. A blurred shape catapulted over the wall, spinning in the air. Harry 's wand flicked out. `` Ferio ! '' The hex struck the man in the air and he crashed to the storey head first with a sickening crunch. Two More followed him and Harry threw more piece, beside him Lucy was madly hold curses. Harry could see the street behind the wall filling up with foeman. There were far Thomas More than the twenty James had warned about.

'' Difindo ! '' Harry raked his wand along the bottom of the bulwark, forcing himself to dismiss the three more warriors that had leapt over the top of it. `` Depulso ! '' His paries flew backwards along the street like a wrecking musket ball, sweeping the assailant back. Harry did n't deliver time to triumph as a lion made of fire leapt out of slim air and raked his arm with burning claws. He did n't bother to flame-freeze it, just blasted it out of the air and sent the flame back at the dark physique advancing up the street towards them.

'' Harry, did n't that man say something about werewolf ? '' Lucy was panting beside him.

'' hear if you see a bloody werewolf distinguish me ! '' Harry yelled through gritted teeth as he smashed a column of ice out of the air. `` Until then I think I 'll carry on with the problem in front of me ! ``

Harry blocked another curse but even as he did so two Sir Thomas More purr past him and hit the crowd. He heard cries of painfulness and anguish. He could n't lay off all of them. He could n't even stop most of them. This was going to be a bloodshed unless he could halt it.

'' They 're on the roofs ! '' Someone in the crew yelled.

Harry 's eye swiveled up and he cursed. There were at to the lowest degree five shadowy figures dashing along the rooftops towards them, the sheer slope not even giving them pause.

'' Bloody sin who are these hombre ? Cover me ! '' Harry ducked behind Lucy as he jabbed his wand up at the shingles. `` Pinguis ! '' The roofing tile suddenly gleamed like an oil slick and the run figures tumbled like skittle, skidding and scrabbling to find purchase before falling to the cobbles with a crunch.

Harry saw more spells coming from behind him and felt like shouting as he saw five more marauders dashing to help out of the pressing crowd. Draco skidded to a plosive speech sound next to him and instantly had to elicit a cuticle to barricade a spinning blade.

'' They 're attacking on the former side too ! '' Draco yelled, his human face covered with a shininess of sweat. `` Ginny 's keeping them back but there 's nowhere for the crowd to go. We 're between a hammer and an anvil ! ``

Harry cursed even as his eye swirled in it 's socket and tried to concenter to the other side of the crowd. No just, too many people. But he could see magic spell flaring up from the street beyond. Harry swore again and had to fire off a desperate counter to a empurpled bane hat hissed through the air like a snake. Harry swung his baton at the shops on either English of the street and yelled a charm. The glass in the windows shattered into knife-edge shards and traverse across the street like a scythe. Harry could hear the thuds as it bit chassis. It only gained them moments, new figures appeared almost instantly, crouching behind their dead comrades for cover song. Harry used the time to get up the cobble in another wall but almost instantly it was struck with swearword. Blasting away the Harlan F. Stone and leaving holes for their enemies to fire through.

'' When are the aurors getting here ? '' Ron asked desperately.

'' How the hell should I know ! '' Harry yelled back angrily. `` They may no even be capable to get in ! ``

'' What about knockturn alley ! '' Neville called out suddenly, pointing back into the bunch. `` Could we get people out that way ? ``

'' This many people ? Crammed in there ? '' Draco ducked behind a conjured shield. `` It would be a meatgrinder !. ``

'' It may be the only chance ! '' Harry 's eye swivelled to observe the colored slope street. Some the great unwashed were trying to scat down it but nigh were shying away. Harry 's eye focused further, further down the street ... `` Oh for the ... ! Werewolves ! wolfman in knockturn ! ``

But the cry came too of late. They burst out of the darkness like a wave of sweating hair, cutting into the crowd like butter. Whether there were twenty or fifty or Thomas More was impossible to tell, they just seemed like one giant raging beast. The thigh-slapper came louder and louder, as did the howls.

'' No ! Draco, Ron ! give up them now ! '' Harry jabbed his arm back towards the alley.

'' Can you manage here without us ? '' Draco said as he began to move.

'' Gon na have to ! '' Harry glanced back at the street, filling again with enemies. `` I ca n't move fast enough to fight werewolf. '' Harry summoned a wrecked table, ducked behind his makeshift shelter and jammed his wand to the neck. `` GINNY SEND TWO OF YOUR PEOPLE TO KNOCKTURN ALLEY. WEREWOLVES ! ``

Harry had no way to know if she had heard. He just had to desire. Ron and Dragon could n't do it on their own. Harry 's eye whirled like a marble, trying to get some other way out. There was nowhere to obscure and every moment they waited the great unwashed were dying. His eyes found gleaming pillars of livid marble. A massive building, defensible.

'' INTO GRINGOTS ! '' Harry bellowed out across the crowd. `` EVERYBODY INTO- ''

Harry was thrown to the level as his table exploded, showering him with knife sharp splinters. He felt one bouncing of his illusion eye and shuddered to think of what it would deliver done to his existent one. A knife spun out of the blue and cut a slice out of his arm.

Harry stumbled backwards and almost fell, catching himself on his cane. He aimed a stunner a moving soma but it went all-encompassing. He cursed, there were too many of them. Gringots had better be defensible, or they were all truly screwed.
*


Ginny abandoned the failing shelter of a doorway and dashed for a galvanic pile of detritus. tour zinged above her principal, too many to count. She dove to the flooring and felt her tegument bout as she slid behind her the bricks. The street was full moon of madness. Whoever the sin these guys were they were good. Better than expiry eaters.

Heat. bunch of heat.

'' Ginny get out of there ! ``

Ginny threw herself forward before the muckle she was hiding behind exploded into spicy flame. She dashed back to the other piranha, spinning and casting while at the shadows flitting towards them. Too many to count. Every room access was a electric potential assailant. Ginny reached the vulture and spun in sentence to shield and endure a fire of frigid blades. She heard the crowd behind her outcry in pain. Whatever the marauders did it was n't enough. The mass were getting into Gringots but not fast enough, the bunch was too immense and the door to the cant too minor. Too many dying. Ginny steeled herself against the blood. It smelled like a abattoir. She wanted to vomit.

'' There 's no more cover. '' Hermione 's part was shaking. `` There 's no more cover. ``

'' We are the cover. '' Ginny yelled, trying to go like Harry. `` Line up in front of the crowd ! ``

'' There are n't enough of us. ``

'' Then line up in strawman of most of the crowd ! '' Ginny yelled archly. `` You chose who you want to let die ! ``

Ginny ducked to the floor and shielded as strongly as she could as a battery of spells knocked her back. She did n't try to fire back. She had to use everything she had to keep the carapace up. On either side it butted up against Hermione 's and Cho 's, right now it seemed like a report paries. Ginny gritted her teeth they had to sustain. Just a lilliputian longer.

The crowd was surging backwards, slowly seeping away. The vulture backed their wall to conform to them. Ginny tried to disregard the fact that every meter the crowd pulled back revealed to a greater extent bodies from under their feet.

'' Ah ! ! '' Ginny 's head whipped around at the familiar spirit screaming in metre to see Cho Fall, her apparel burning with purple flame.

'' Hold the crinkle ! '' Was the first affair that came to Ginny 's lips as she dropped her buckler and blasted H2O onto the shine marauder. She dashed to Cho 's face and grabbed her arm, hoisting the older young woman onto her shoulder. She threw up a hasty buckler that shattered instantly under the outpouring and was driven to her knee joint. Ginny summoned another shell and dragged her essence back, trying to ignore the fact that the arm draping over her articulatio humeri was black with George Burns. Ginny 's brain seethed with rage and she itched to drop her buckler and fire dark oath at the enemies before her. But she could n't. Wand shaking in her hand she kept her slow hideaway, her creative thinker recoiling at every spell that slipped through.
*


The black paries of rage just kept coming. The werewolf were mad with moonlight, they did n't even care when they were burnt or bled. You had to cut them down. The cobble were slippery with rake and viscera.

'' Difindo ! '' Draco flicked open a spurting slice in the neck of a snarling wolf, screeching howl of botheration went up. He blocked them out. He glanced behind him, the crowd was squeezing back into the bank like a living thing, they were almost all interior. The marauders were almost back to the entrance now, one wall of justificatory shields, one bulwark of aggressive firing death. He could see Harry breaking goliath clod of road to fling like wrecking balls.

'' Draco duck ! ``

Dragon did n't even mean, he just slammed himself to the floor. Green light source blasted above his forefront. That was not a wolfman ! Draco rolled to his feet, wand out. In amongst the werewolves were loping number, wands out and firing. Black person shrouds of tatterdemalion robe around them. Killing cuss one after another and another blasting out. They did n't even seem to care if they hit the marauders, the werewolves or one of their own.

'' These are n't the same as the ninja guy wire ! '' Anapurna screamed, ducking into a doorway to avoid the storm of curses. Draco stabbed his wand forward.

'' Incendio ! '' A cloaked figure fit into fire but kept coming. Draco cursed and took aim at a wrapped head. `` Reducto ! '' The headspring exploded but the eubstance kept lurching forwards.

'' What the hell are they ! '' Ron 's quivering voice yelled out from rear end. `` They do n't die ! ``

'' Back up ! '' Draco desperately waved the predator back. He stumbled backwards, nothing could give multitude this power, this was insanity. A delusion or else a fever dream. Draco dashed across the public square away, there was no holding back these creatures. There were still people in the street ! Draco ducked behind a fucking loup-garou carcass but there was trivial point, there were enemies all around now. The marauders were being pushed back, the green-clad assassins coming from left and proper and the wolfman and unimaginable warriors crashing in from the front.

Draco screamed as his arm was engulfed in flame and extinguished it with his arm. He shot a expletive down the street at a shadow but missed. They were losing. A saturnine shape loomed over him and he spun, too slow down. The robed figure fell on him and he felt steely-cold hired hand grab both his arms. With an insensate intensity he was held to the floor. The hood came up and genus Draco felt his heart go full with fear.

The nerve had rotted away.

"Fulgar Fletch !"The corpse above him was thrown backwards as a swarm of knives sliced it to medallion. A second cloud reduced it to flayed meat and the rotting stalk fell to the priming in composition. `` Get up Dragon ! ``

Draco scrambled to his feet and spun to see Harry standing like a bloodstained god of war. He swung his verge in a compressed arc and the knives leapt into the air again, each growing a set of skeeter hawk wing and darting forward to slit another shambling shape to ribbons.

'' We ca n't kill than but we can shred them ! '' Harry yelled, standing in plain mountain like he was daring the things to try to vote down them. `` We just need to hold for a few more bloody seconds ! ``

Draco dashed back to the marauder line of credit, spinning and sending flaying cuss behind him at the pursuing fauna. In straw man of him he saw Ron struck in the side, with what he could not tell. Draco dashed to help him but the cobbles between them exploded into razor knifelike shrapnel and he was driven back.

'' Just a few more second ! '' Harry appeared out of nowhere, one arm gripping his cane like a vice, the other moving in a blur of spell casting. Ron was lifted from the story and flew towards Gringots, Harry had n't even been looking at him. `` A few more ! '' His arm was caught with the bound of a whammy and he was spun off his foundation, pitching him onto the floor.

Dragon spun, found the door the spell had fired from and sent a horde of hornets. They were burnt up in mid air before they got halfway.

'' Now ! '' Ginny 's representative shouted out. `` Everyone interior ! ``

genus Draco 's base skidded on the cobbles as he dashed for the stair of Gringots. He shielded as a curse winged towards him and had to hustle out of the way of a killing scourge. Ginny 's predator were holding the product line for just a moment longer, giving the repose of them a fortune to get in. Draco powered up the stair and spun when he reached the door, firing curses as fast as he could. Harry was the solely one left out there, slowly backing up the footstep with his wand out.

He ca n't climb stairs ! Draco realized with horror. But just as the thought hit him Harry spun and fired a Ernst Boris Chain up past the line of paladin. Harry flew like a firework into Gringots, falling to the marble floor.

'' That 's it. Everyone in ! ``

Draco did n't need Ginny 's shouted command, his foundation were already skidding him backwards. The heavy doorway were slammed shut on his heels. He could hear curse word sparking against the wood and cracking stone.

'' Colloportus ! '' Harry was back on his feet and pointing his wand at the door.

'' Will that hold ? '' genus Draco asked, his intimation coming heavy in his ears.

'' No. ``
*


'' I want those mesa stuck across the windows ! '' Harry gestured with his cane. His eye was flickering around desperately trying to spot any other way their attackers could breach the construction. `` hike walls across the base to shoot out of. And get all these mass down into the tunnels ! ``

'' Mr ceramicist you can not give orders here ! '' A goblin appeared from nowhere, his eyes flinty. `` You had no rightfulness to demand Gringots in wizard business ! ``

'' It was the only was to save these people. ``

'' That is not my problem. '' The hobgoblin snarled. `` parting now or we will open up the doorway and let those people in. ``

'' Listen shorty. '' Harry grabbed the goblin by the neck and lifted him off the floor. He was instantly surrounded by a radical of armed hobgoblin. Each of them was pointing what looked like a crossbow at him. They did n't look happy however as they were quickly surrounded by a larger mathematical group of armed necromancer. Harry turned back to the goblin in his fist and hissed, `` There are more of us than you. ``

'' And if we open the threshold there will be a lot lupus erythematosus. '' The goblin twisted out of his grip and dropped to the floor.

'' Wait ! '' The crowd was pushed aside and Pythea, her facial expression streaked with dirt, stepped between Harry and the hob. She turned on the hobgoblin with her hands spread out. `` You have to let them in. ``

'' I do not have to heed to the fema- ''

'' These citizenry have report. They have burial vault. '' Pythea spoke quickly. `` By law if they request to access code their hurdle you must let them. ``

'' You- '' The goblin spluttered but the crowd had already surged towards the tunnel. `` No, no hold ! ``

'' I do n't opine they 're listening to you. '' Harry said to the goblin, over the roar. `` And besides, if they get in here do you think they 'll break at killing the humans ? ``

'' You ... human. '' The goblin spat the last word before disappearing into the crush of people. A moment later the building shook like a bell shape. Harry spun and looked towards the room access, he groaned.

'' They 're trying to break the door down. '' Pythea breathed, her voice unbendable than Harry thought he could have managed.

'' They 're using one of the pillars for a battering ram. '' Harry tried desperately to reckon of something to bolster the threshold. `` Mythril ! Dia-obsero ! Portapavo ! '' The room access went silver grey and crusted over with crystals.

'' Do you think that will keep them out ? '' Pythea asked doubtfully.

'' No. '' Harry glanced around at the predator desperately boarding up windowpane with anything they could encounter. He shook his head, the aurors had better come soon. `` Is Ron alright ? I saw him get hit. ``

'' For now he 's alive. '' Pythea shuddered. `` If the ministry do n't get here he will not last. ``

'' If the ministry do n't get here we 're all royally screwed. '' Harry was looking around madly, trying to think of some other way plan. `` How about the rest of us ? ``

'' Terry bread maker has a knife in him, I believe it may be poisoned but I can not tell. '' Pythea shook her head. `` young woman Yangtze Kiang has been burnt, I have done what I can for her. George Weasley was exsanguinated, I have spliced his circulatory system to his similitude and they should hold out for a patch. Joshua Split can not walk and I have no melodic theme what is improper with him. He can speak but he does n't seem to be aware of what is going on. Oh, and I can not stir up Padma Patil. She seems comatose. ``

'' Is anyone not maimed ? '' Harry growled, anger mixing with care mixing with grief.

'' Harry ... ''

'' We 're not gon na go. '' The building rumbled again. `` We 're just not. ``

'' Harry ! '' The cry went up from the other slope of the bank. Harry spun and dashed over to where Hermione was peering out a small gap left in the bottom of a window.

'' What ? '' Harry skidded over. `` Are they coming in ? ``

'' I thought I saw somebody in that star sign. '' Hermione pointed down the street. `` Can you see ? ``

'' Hold on ... '' Harry let his eye focussing out through brick and plaster, then cursed. `` There are three people in there. Children. They 're trying to hide in the cellar. They 're failing. ``

'' What ? ``

'' Six ... no seven. Three wolfman and four of the unkillable freaks are in there with them. I think they can smell them. The shaver wo n't stay hidden for long. ``

'' What do we do ? ``

'' We ca n't do anything ! '' Harry punched his aching fist into the bulwark. `` We ca n't get to them ! ``

'' Maybe ... maybe we can nobble out ! '' Neville glanced at the shaking door. `` The ninja men are pretty focused on breaking in, maybe they wo n't bother with one or two people trying to get out. ``

'' The werewolves will, '' Draco said dully. `` They 'll chase anything that moves. ``

'' Yes, they will ... '' Harry put his hand up to his fount. `` And the abruptly men seemed to act the like. Maybe I can draw them off. ``

'' You ca n't. '' Ginny snapped at him. `` You ca n't run ! ``

'' You ... you 're compensate. '' Harry felt like punching the wall again. `` You 'll take to do it. Take ... '' Harry cast around for soul else who could run fast. `` Take Vanessa. '' He pointed at Vanessa Gibbons.

'' Me ? ``

'' You. '' Harry turned back to Ginny. `` draw poker them back towards the Leaky cauldron. If you meet the aurors coming the other way narrate them to hurry the Hell up ! ``

'' What about those three children. '' Hermione pointed out the windowpane again.

'' If someone gets up to the roof through ... through that window they can get over there without drawing attention. '' Harry gripped his cane angrily. Something else he could n't do. `` Draco I need you to go alone. We ca n't dispense with more the great unwashed. ``

'' They 're children ! '' Hermione protested.

'' So are we ! '' Harry shouted back. `` And so are half the citizenry huddling in the tunnels right now ! Why do you think they picked the day after the Hogwarts letters to attack ! We need to save as many the great unwashed as we can. '' He stumbled as the building was rocked with another blast. The Harlan Fisk Stone around the door was beginning to buckle. Harry swiped his wand along the floor to clear a outer space. He pointed down at the marble.

'' Koupa ! '' The stone bent into a heavy sports stadium. `` Ginny, Vanessa. Get in. ``

He waited while the two girls huddled into the make-do shelter then hovered it off the floor.

'' You cook ? ``

'' Yes. '' Ginny said confidently. genus Vanessa just stared out fearfully.

Harry raised them to the level of the window, then drew them back. With a flick of his wand the two piranha were thrown out into the street in their stone cradle. Spells chipped and blazed against the marble but Harry held it as a shield for the two girls, anchoring it to the flat coat. The rest was up to them.

'' Get that windowpane boarded up again ! '' Harry turned back to Draco. `` Go now. You need a lift ? ``

'' No, I got it. '' genus Draco turned, cradling his arm. Harry had n't noticed it was injured. Nothing to be done though, they were all injured. Harry watched as Draco climbed up to the windowpane and broke the embarkation just enough to crawl out. Harry turned back to the marauders.

'' What are you looking at ? We still need to protect this place ! '' They scattered and Harry began raising agate line after argumentation of wall as defence. He drew stock of spiked wire in front of the doorway and disillusioned it. Hopefully they would n't mark it.

'' Harry maybe you should go into the tunnels. '' Pythea said quietly behind him. `` You 're injured too. ``

'' Thea I just sent some of my estimable friends out to die because I ca n't do it. '' Harry 's own vocalisation sounded bitter in his spike. `` But I 'm sure as sin staying here to stop them getting through. That 's all I can do, but I 'll do it if it kills me. ``
*


'' They 're not following us ! '' Vanessa was peeking out from behind their stone shelter, jerking her chief back as a cascade of enchantment bit chunks out of the floor.

'' Damnit. '' Ginny 's blood was pumping heavily in her spike. Nothing they did could work the loup-garou chase them. Nothing. They were just milling around in movement of the bank and howling while the ninja men tried to conk out in.

'' Maybe this will exploit. '' Ginny raised her wand up to her arm, where she was covered in blood and soaked the tip of her wand in the ooze liquidness. `` Oderifer. '' Red mist floated out from her wand, pooling about them. `` Tempesto ! '' The stemma mist drifted out towards the werewolf. There was a long bit when the wining and barking stopped ... then a bone-chilling howl.

'' Go ! Go ! Go ! '' Ginny dashed out from behind the Stone and almost tripped as she saw the loup-garou bearing down on her. Her feet scrabbled on the cobbles but was moving, blitzing it down diagon alley.

'' The short ones are coming too ! '' Vanessa screamed as she darted ahead. Ginny threw a face over her shoulder and saw the truth of it. The dead men were sprinting madly in amongst the wolves, their hooded faces up and sniffing the air. Drinking it in like it was dearest. Ginny thought she could see glowing red eyes beneath the black hoodlum. For a mercy the ninja-men seemed to have more ego ascendance. They were not following, but instead pounding again on the door of the goblin 's bank.

Ginny put all the brawniness she could into her aching peg and pounded away from the savage, barely keeping up with the little sylph of a girlfriend disappearing ahead of her. Vanessa looked over her shoulder,

'' Ginny duck ! ``

Ginny did n't even intend, she just let her legs crease under her, falling like a stone. The a wolf flashed over her prone organic structure and crashed to the flooring. genus Vanessa stunned it before it had a chance to rise. Ginny scrambled to her invertebrate foot but she could n't strike fast enough. An arm closed around her leg. She kicked madly but the arm had the metier of the dead.

'' Summon me ! '' Ginny screamed.

'' Accio Ginny ! ``

Ginny was pulled across the painful cobbles but the atmospheric pressure on her leg was still there. She looked down and started in repulsion as she saw a bloody and rotting arm dangling from her ankle. She kicked it off and jumped to her foot, ignoring her injury.

Well they had wanted the behemoth to keep abreast them. At to the lowest degree it had worked. Even if they did n't take in it.
*


Draco slid out of the window and pulled himself over the extremum of the roof to hide on the other slope. He tried to foot good footing as he hurried along the tiles. One chimney ... two chimneys ... he was looking for the seventh house. For a moment Dragon wished he had Harry 's eye but pushed the thought away. That way of thinking lead-in to unfortunate person paths.

sevener lamp chimney. Draco put his ear to the tiles and heard null. Damnit.

backbone in front of the bank he heard a horrific howling go up. Ginny must have got the woman chaser attending. Good, at least one of them was doing their job right.

Draco tried to think of a way to fail through the tiles without causing too much noise. Silencing charm. Draco cast it and blasted the understood tile away with a reducto. The space below was black. He leant down, lighting his verge. The light seemed swallowed by the inky darkness.

Suddenly the tiles by his stage erupted and he felt his ramification dragged back. He fell like a stone through the roofing tile and landed on his spinal column with a lightning stab of pain. He kicked as knockout as he could and stabbed his wand at the disconsolate shape clutching his leg.

'' Confringo ! '' The shape 's chest exploded, raining Dragon with skeletal shrapnel. He felt a stabbing infliction in his chest. Through the pain his eye caught front by the stair. He rolled just before light-green lightness obliterated the floor where he had fallen.

'' Confringo ! '' The explosive curse seemed the proficient weapon against these dead thing. Draco pulled himself to his feet and stumbled to the stairwell. He heard a scrabbling and stunned a werewolf as it put it 's matted forefront around the bend.

Dragon was breathing hard. He put his hand to his breast and felt a recollective sliver of bone stabbed into him. perfective. With his sceptre held out shakily, Draco slowly made his way down the stairs.
*


They were almost to the Cauldron, Ginny could see it appear around the crimp. genus Vanessa was dashing beside her, her eyes wide with fear. Ginny vaulted over the pile of rubble from the paries and spun with her scepter out. They were so finis !

'' Reparo ! '' The bricks flew together madly, Ginny willed them to amount together faster than the beasts were moving. Vanessa spun beside her and began firing through the rapidly closing gap. Two wolfman leapt through and were sliced to the side. Ginny held her wand tight and tried to force the spell to work faster. A cloaked figure slammed through the bricks and pounced on Vanessa, throwing her to the floor. Vanessa screamed with horror.

The bulwark was n't fixed yet !

safekeeping her baton trained on the bricks Ginny darted over and slammed her foot into the back of the garbed design head. It did n't even seem to feel it. She kicked again, crashing her fundament into the beast 's hide face. There was a horrific crunch and the oral sex snapped back, hanging by strips of skin. The hold out brick slammed into place and Ginny whirled.

'' Depulso ! '' The thing was thrown off Vanessa. `` Difindo ! '' She slashed her wand like a vane and fetted origin spurted out, filling the air with a rotten odour. She slashed again, taking off commencement one arm then the other, then finally the legs, collapsing the perfectly thing into a twitching heap on the story. Ginny stumbled to the gutter and vomited.

'' genus Vanessa ... '' Ginny spoke between offensive draught. `` Are you alright ? ``

Vanessa did n't speak, she was staring at the cumulus of blood-soaked robes and body parts, her benighted eyes wide.

'' Why did n't you fight him ? '' Ginny straightened up. `` Did you forget everything I taught you ? ``

'' It ... '' Vanessa sounded like she was speaking from deep in her own tomb. `` It was my don. ``

Ginny felt her blood freeze. She walked over to the body and gingerly lifted the hood off with her wand. She stumbled back and was almost puke again. There was nothing there but a mass of blood and broken bone. Her boot had stove in the decayed bone and left the side looking like rancid mince.

'' It ... '' Ginny wet her lip. `` It might have been your father once, but it was just ... undead. He was n't animated anymore. ``

'' He knew who I was. '' Vanessa was hugging her weaponry to her bureau. `` He looked at me and he was smiling. He said my name. ``

Ginny reached out a hand to ease her schoolfellow but realized she had nothing to say. She turned to the wall and pointed her baton at the small pipe at the base.

'' Oderifer. '' There was good deal of roue already on her sceptre and the red mist floated out and down the organ pipe. There was an instant set of muffled ululation from the other side. That should hold open the werewolves and dead men off Harry 's back for a while.

And gift genus Draco a fortune to live. Maybe.

What was that ! Ginny whirled, wand out, towards the Leaky Cauldron. She was surely she heard something from inside. Aurors ? Not even the most optimistic of wishful thinking could persuade her of that.

'' Vanessa, stoppage here. Keep the magical spell going. '' Ginny motioned to the other piranha without looking and slowly stepped towards the doorway. The door was off it 's hinges but she could see zilch from inside, just broken tabletops and a bar full of cockeyed glassful. She stepped to the sharpness of the door and peered around tentatively. There were bodies. But she had seen too many of them today to be horrified. Wait ... two of the physical structure were Green River robed like the aggressor, slumped over a table. Ginny slowly stepped into the darkened pub and checked around. There did n't appear to be anyone left alive. She stepped up to the two corpses and slowly drew their exhaust hood back. Dull glassy optic stared back at her out of faces twisted in painful sensation. They had both been stabbed brutally and repeatedly, the irregular still had the knife embedded rich in his neck.

These two had probably been left as a guard, but who had killed them ? Did the killer just leave ?

Ginny 's blood froze as she remembered why she had come in here originally. She had heard a randomness. cerebration back, it could have been someone dissapperating. But that meant that this place was outside the wards ! Ginny dashed towards the open fireplace and grabbed a generous smattering of pulverisation. The green flames that sprung up were the most brilliant thing she had ever seen.

'' Ministry of illusion ! Auror 's office ! ``
*


'' Confringo ! '' genus Draco did n't even see if it hit before he whirled and shielded desperately as a loup-garou pounced on him. It 's cursed claws skittered across the surface of the shield and it was thrown backwards. Dragon dropped it and stunned the beast.

Where were the rest ? Where were the tyke ? These cerebration came to Draco through a haze of bother. The baby were in the cellar ... he needed to go down. Dragon staggered to a set of turbinate stone steps and started down them, leaning his blooded torso against the wall.

As he neared the bottom a door came into view. Before the door were two of the dead things, slamming their putrefaction eubstance against the wood. As Draco approached they turned to face him. One set of glowing red eyes and one of empty rotted sockets.

'' Confringo ! '' Draco ducked back into the stairwell as the first animate being exploded and retreated further as a barrage of killing curses came flying down the gemstone hallway. Draco waited for a gap to spin out from around the box. `` Confringo ! '' The second wolf disintegrated into shrapnel. Dragon felt his bad arm explode with pain in the neck but did n't attend down. He stumbled to the wooden door and slammed his fist against it.

'' I 'm human being. '' His phonation sounded thick and abominable. `` Let me through. ``

The lock clicked and the door swung in. Dragon 's pegleg gave out and he fell in. He kicked the doorway closed and glanced into the iniquity basement. Three shining sets of eyes looked back at him from tiny frames. None of them could feature been older than four. They were in jammies, already ready to be tucked in when all hell broke loose.

"Are you here to rescue us ?"One of them whispered.

"Just last out quiet."genus Draco dragged himself to his invertebrate foot and trained his scepter on the threshold."Stay very quiet."

Above him there was the sound of a muffled plosion. The doorway of Gringots had finally fallen.
*


Harry was thrown backwards and rolled to his foot. A calamitous shape landed in front man of him, long tongue raised. Harry slammed his cane straight up into his aggressor's privates and kicked the man's legs out from under him. Harry raised his wand to finish the job but another pattern darted at him, sceptre out, out of the rubble. Too quick ! Harry stumbled backwards as he fenced with flashing twinkle against his attacker. The man was too all-fired quick ! The illegitimate child jabbed in with his left script and Harry felt a gash open along his ribs. Do not let them get close !

"Excalabus !"Harry slashed out and saw jolt in his aggressor eyes as the shining sword clove him in two. But his beginning aggressor was back up and raging for blood.

Harry didn't look for help. There was no helper. The ninja screeched something and Harry couldn't dodge in time. Writhing annoyance in his chest swarm him to his knees. Harry turned the declivity into a curl and came up with his baton out.

"Ferio !"The charm was blocked but it had given Harry time to stagger backwards. They were coming faster now. Spilling through the broken doorway too fast to count. Harry was driven back by a barrage of spells and ducked behind a barricade, only to have it burst forth in a deal of marble gravel.

"Atrax !"Harry swept his wand across the rubble, every shard grew spindly legs and fangs and darted towards the enemy. Harry had never used the magical spell before and hoped to god the spider-rocks were poisonous. He leapt behind a pillar before spinning and jabbing his wand back at the entrance. He fired off a spell and XXX came flying back. The pain in his chest was back. Harry looked down to see his shirt drenched in blood. His or former peoples ? Both. Harry could see through the textile to where his skin had been flayed off in vast chunk by his attacker's curse. nothing he'd seen before. Who the hell were these bozo ?

The sound of early marauders desperately fighting raged in his ears. They couldn't do much, there was too practically dust, to much pandemonium, for them to see who they were firing at.

Wait ...

"Tempesto !"Harry slammed his favorite charm to life and whipped a gale to life-time, the rubble and detritus was thrown away and the creeping bastards were shown to the world.

"Stubefy !"

"Confringo !"

Spells sparked out from the still standing predator like a rampart off spears. Harry's eye darted madly around the hall, trying to restrain up. No, who was that on the level ? Neville ... not dead. Harry could see his pump beating.

"Stubefy !"Harry stunned a charging ninja and levitated him up occlusion. Harry darted out from behind his pillar. Three daggers instantly slammed into his human shield. sod. Harry dropped the absolutely weight and dropped to the trading floor, skidding across the wet marble. He grabbed Neville's leg and yanked him out of the firing credit line, throwing a chain to drag them both back to the roadblock. Harry dropped him there and darted back to his place by the pillar.

Harry heard a scream and saw a gush of blood. Who was it ? No time ! Harry swung out from his hiding place and sent a tempest of lighting into the mass of attackers. His pillar was struck with a curse. There was a rush strait and it began to beam from rapidly spreading crack cocaine ...

Harry shielded in panic but it barely dulled the force when the pillar exploded from within, throwing him across the room and slamming him into the wall. His arm shattered and pain overwhelmed him.

Occlumency ! Come on !

Harry blanked his thought for all he was deserving and, with agonizing deliberateness, gained control of his mind again. His arm was broken, shattered like a rod of glass, and hung limply at his side. The wound in his tummy had broken surface and was gushing blood. Could he get up his wand ? Could he even raise his wand ?

"Harry !"Harry could see a bloodstained Hermione hunched over him, shielding him desperately. She grabbed his arm and dragged him back behind the last standing barricade."Can you fend ?"

Have to. Harry tried to rise but fell back. There were only two marauder left scrap and Harry wasn't arrogant enough to count himself in that number.

Not enough. Not decent left.

They were finished.

Harry grimly gripped the top of the barricade and raised his verge. There were only three column left standing. If they went ... It he destroyed them ... They could at to the lowest degree save the the great unwashed below. And maybe someone would dig their corpses out of the rubble.

"Reducto !"Harry saw a long crack open through the marble."Reducto !"The crack widened."Redu-"

"Wait !"Hermione grabbed his wand."They ‘ re ... they ‘ re gone ..."

"Wh ..."Harry's eye flickered around, null was moving. Nothing but the marauders and the groaning wounded."Wh ... where did they go ?"Harry's mind tried madly to process that. It seemed like they had been fighting for his entire life. His eye cycled out. Out beyond the walls. Black robe. But the good kind. He could pick out Ginny and Vanessa's small flesh out in the middle.

"The aurors are here."Harry struggled to his invertebrate foot. Leaning against the wall he could almost do it."They came. About damn clock time ..."

pitch blackness drained back into his brain and he fell back into familiar unconsciousness.
*


Draco pushed the cellar door receptive gingerly.

"Is it safe ?"One of the children whispered.

"Shut up."Draco muttered.

"Are they gone ?"

"Shut up."genus Draco slowly made his way forward, wand out in one hand, the other pressed against the wall for documentation. The consistence were gone. Was that skillful or bad ? Everything was bad.

"Is it prophylactic ?"

"I told you to shut-"Draco bit off his angry admonishment. They were too Brigham Young and their parents were probably dead. Give them something."I think it ‘ s rubber. Let ‘ s go. stoppage behind me. And continue quiet."Draco dragged his feet up the spiral stair and stopped at the top. He could discover voices from outside. Someone was yelling Order. Aurors. Finally the bloody ministry.

"The ministry ‘ s here. No stop BEHIND ME !"Draco added sharply, grabbing the tiddler back. He stepped forward, carefully looking in every recession. There could still be someone there. No ... it was empty-bellied. Satisfied he waved the child forward and followed their bore feet to the door.

The frigid moonlight hitting his fount felt heavenly after the stifling veneration of the cellar.

"Here !"He waved to the aurors."Survivors ! What ‘ s the situa-"

"looking out !"

Dragon spun, too slowly ! The windowpane above him exploded outwards and all he saw was a news bulletin of fur and teeth before he was driven backwards. On top of him the mountain of snarling dying roared, pressing down on his chest. He writhed to try to get out but it pressed down on his physical body, sending every old combat injury raging into new inferno.

"Get off ! Depulso !"genus Draco cried desperately. The beast was catapulted into the air, shadowed against the stars. Draco rolled out desperately and the werewolf crashed back down, it's bones splintering with the impact. Dragon stunned it to be sure and got slowly to his feet.

"You could have helped."Dragon grated at the aurors approaching."Useless."

The black robed wizards stopped a few m away, their hands on their wands.

"Do you have sex who ‘ s these children belong to ?"Draco waved at the three huddling three."Do you know ..."

The baby took a falter footprint away from him. The oldest spread his arms as if to protect the other two.

"What ?"

The aurors surrounded him, their scepter shaking.

"Do you know ... who their parents ... or ..."Why did his head feel like this ?

The tiddler were dragged away from him.

"Why are you doing this ..."

Ginny was in the bunch, her hand to her mouthpiece, her eyes wide with horror.

"What ‘ s going ... on ... why are you ... scared."His idea burned with cherry fog."I saved them, they ‘ re fine ... They ‘ re ... fine ... no ..."

Draco's center dropped to his arm, to the haemorrhage wound. The bite chump. Red and blazing like writhing cursed fervidness. A werewolf bite. The hurting of all the other wounds faded away, everything else was gone.

"Damnit."Draco whispered falling to his articulatio genus."Damnit."



That was a hugely long chapter was n't it ?


I do n't own Harry ceramist. I own ... this man of chicken. So ha !



Harry came to on a coping stone. How long had he been out ? The sky above was monger black. They had n't even moved him from Diagon back street, Instead he was lying in a argument of the bloody and mauled, a lineage of white-sheeted and red-stained victims in a triage collapsible shelter. His eye told him it had been set up barely a stones throw from the decrepit bank. All around him therapist bustled between screaming patients, their wands flickering a despairing dancing to hold on spunk beating.

Harry looked down at his own body. He hadn't been properly healed, more like ... stabilized. Obviously some healer had had clip to stop over him imminently dying before moving on to more serious cases. Harry looked around for his cane but didn't see it, ah well, to the lowest degree he still had his verge. Harry picked a retentive splinter off the floor and enlarged it into a faculty. Levering himself up on that he got to his feet.

"Lie back down."A nurse bustled over to him."You could still take home bleeding."

"I don ‘ t."Harry's eye rolled back in his head."reliance me."Harry limped out of the collapsible shelter into the open air. Aurors were hurrying around purposely and Harry thought he saw fellow member of the club as well. There were bodies laid in wrangle with sheets pulled over them, a lot of bodies.

Harry cursed, he needed to get mortal he recognised, someone who could enjoin him what was going on. A friendly order member, a familiar auror. A Marauder ? Harry tried to find one ... no good. Hopefully that meant they were good. He couldn't see any of them among the abruptly. Unless they were one of the ones too burnt to recognize. Harry felt a lump hike in his throat and squashed it down.

"Mr ceramicist. Good to see you ‘ ve recovered."Harry turned slowly, and looked up into the harried face of Kingsley Shacklebolt.

"Why are you here ?"Harry asked bluntly."Aren ‘ t you acting, temporary, interim minister for magic ?"

"If I wasn ‘ t here I would be back at the ministry giving ordering to empty chairs."Shacklebolt looked tired. Harry had never seen the man tired."Everyone is out here, doing what they can."

"Because you told them to."

"well yes."

"And what can they do ?"

"Not much."Shacklebolt had to resist aside as a organic structure was levitated out of the tent. The healer carrying it laid it carefully at the end of the row of dead and conjured a canvass before hurrying back into the triage essence. Shacklebolt shook his question."So many utterly. More than we lost in any one flack in this war or the cobbler's last. And I can not even think of what the departure would have been if you and your Friend had not been here."

"Yeah, about those friends."Harry glanced worriedly at the railway line of dead.

"You 're friends are awake Harry. Every one of them."Shacklebolts rumbling voice dropped a pitch to a sympathetic murmur."But every one was injured. Some quite badly. I can not say how deeply in debt the wizarding public is to you and your circle of friends."

"We ‘ re called the marauders."Harry corrected absent-mindedly."Where are they ?"

"They are all in St Mungos, except for young genus Draco who is back at his home."

"Why isn ‘ t he at St Mungos ?"

"There was nothing more they could do for him."Harry noted the forbidding note in Shacklebolts articulation. unfortunate possibilities.

'' Tell me everything. ``
*


Harry pushed open the blanket front line door of Malfoy house and stepped into the marble foyer. It was totally silent inside these walls but Harry 's eye found movement. He made for it, his makeshift staff tapping on the stone floor. The Charles Martin Hall and rooms that had held friends all summer now felt cold and desolate.

Under a upstage threshold Harry saw light and made for it, though his eye was already telling him it was n't who he was looking for. Harry pushed the door open carefully and slipped inside. Snape was stood before an array of cauldrons and beakers, all bubbling away and leaking exhaust. Natalie Zhao was there also, leafing swiftly through a compact volume.

'' I 'm surprised. '' Harry addressed Snape. `` Shacklebolt told you were trying to get a drumhead around all this. ``

'' I think serious when I am brewing. '' Snape did n't calculate up from his work but Harry could see the sparse telephone circuit of tenseness around his oculus. If Snape was giving away how stressed he was then ... Harry stepped up to the table and glanced over the fixings. They told him zip, but he could judge the potion anyway.

'' wolfsbane ? ``

'' Yes. '' The note grew a micron sharper.

'' So you 've heard. ``

'' Yes. ``

'' I was trying to find him. ``

'' He is asleep. You should let him to remain so as he will likely get trivial rest tomorrow night. There is no time to commit him a wide-cut coarse of Wolfsbane potion. What I am brewing now will merely pall the jagged edge of his inevitable insanity. ``

'' How could this happen ? '' Harry hung his nous. `` Should n't ingest let them do it. ``

'' It is my understanding that they formed this army in your absence. '' Snape glanced up at him before dropping his gaze back down to his body of work. `` I believe every member knew the risks they were taking. ``

'' They did n't know the risks. '' Harry almost bicker. `` Death 's just a word till you 've been there. ``

'' Then the majority of this planet is similarly ignorant. ``

'' How could this happen ? '' Harry repeated. `` Voldemort should be as faint as a newborn kitty, you told me that. ``

'' Clearly I was mistaken. '' A snap fastener of acid entered the prof 's vocalisation. `` The dark lord seems to have capabilities none of us bang. ``

'' Werewolves I get. I mean I do n't, they all left him when I killed Greyback. But ... well maybe they have a new leader, or something. The zombies too, I at least understand what they are. But those former bozo '' Harry shook his head. `` They were never dying eater. The go they used, their all trend of fighting. I 've never seen it before. Do we cognise who the hell they were ? ``

'' Lei Gou. '' Those were the outset words Natalie Zhao had spoken since Harry had entered the way, but she filled them with menace.

'' Lie Gou. '' Harry 's hilltop furrowed. `` That 's Chinese is n't it ? ``

'' It is. '' Zhao nodded.

'' Well who the hell are they ? ``

'' Mercenaries. '' Snape hissed the word, like it was a curse.

'' More than soldier of fortune. '' Natalie corrected. `` The Lie Gou are centuries old, they take initiate from all over eastern Asia. They are incredibly skilled. They are also feared, and rightly so. The hiring a company of them has been the tipping point in more than one war. They are ruthless, entirely so. ``

'' How would Voldemort meet Formosan mercenaries ? '' Harry scratched his head.

'' They have factor mansion in many metropolis. '' Zhao said with painful calmness. `` That is not the most pertinent inquiry. ``

'' So what is ? '' Harry asked irritably.

'' How did he pay for it ? ``

'' The Lie Gou are expensive. '' Snape explained, his eyes peering down into a pool of simmering liquidity. `` There is a famous tarradiddle about two twin buddy, the inheritor to a Brobdingnagian estate in Russia, centuries ago. When their father died they both took half the wealth and tried to claim the other half also. There was a private war between their armsmen until one brother hired the Lie Gou, wasting a large part of his inheritance. That side had almost won when his brother offered the Lie Gou more money to alternate side and the battle raged the other way. This went on until both sidekick were penniless, the estate reduced to a waste, and the Lie Gou growing fat on the suffering. ``

'' That is just a legend. '' Zhao rolled her eyes. `` But it does demonstrates both the vast stock needed to hire the Lie Gou and their fickleness with regards to who 's side of meat they fight on. They will also only assume real riches, nothing conjured or created by deception. Gold or gem, and many of them. Only a rich idiot would employ them. ``

'' Unless they had the investment firm to guarantee that they could agree any offer their opposition made. '' Snape said irritably.

'' Which we know the dismal overlord can not have got access to. '' Zhao snapped her book closed angrily.

'' You have no theme what the darkness Lord has access to- ''

'' And you do because- ''

'' Hey ! '' Harry slammed his staff against the floor. Two sets of center flashed to him. `` Have a lover spat on your own time. understandably Voldemort does have the resources or I would n't have spent this pleasant summertime evening being shot at, my gut would n't feel like it had a spear driven through it and a lot of innocent people would n't be stagnant ! Now I have the Potter phratry Au and we can probably count on the Malfoy riches as well. Is it possible we can just buy these people off ? ``

'' You want to pass on them money ? '' Zhao looked aghast.

'' If it 'll stop them working for Voldemort. Um ... Yes. '' Harry stuck his deal on his hip. `` Would that make ? ``

'' It is possible. '' Snape responded guardedly. `` I am not entirely sure it is sassy. ``

'' Yes, I got the point of your instructional fable. '' Harry snorted. `` How can we get through the Lei Gou ? ``

'' I assume through their factor mansion. '' Snape added a tinge of red powder to a cauldron without looking. `` Though how we find that is another thing. ``

'' I may be able to find it ... '' Harry bit his lip. It was a long shot but he knew where he could detect information."shoemaker's last class I had some middleman with .... disreputable case. Maybe one of them ‘ ll know where we can get in middleman with the Lie Gou."

'' Harry, '' Snape had rounded the table and was standing in straw man of him. `` You must depose to me that you will not go to deal with the Lie Gou alone. ``

'' I wo n't. I 'll fetch backup. ``

'' I meant without me. '' Snape added harshly. `` You must tell me if you find their factor house. ``

'' William Tell me again how you 're better than Dumbledore ? '' Harry stepped back from the potions master.

'' Do not say matter you do not mean. '' Snape said coldly. `` We both well know the difference between myself and Albus Dumbledore. ``

There was a moment of silence. Inside his own drumhead, Harry gulped. Since he had found out the truth and follow to peace with it he had n't though about his lawful origins much. It was very easy to just think of himself as Harry ceramicist. Very wanton to slip back into that glove. Being reminded of it was jarring, like being hit with the Truth all over again. Harry shook it off. It was better to remember, not that he would ever really forget.

'' I know. '' Harry tried to construct his voice calm. `` This has been a very trying day. ``

'' For everyone. ``

'' Your potion 's simmering over. ``

'' It 's supposed to. '' Snape turned and stepped back behind the mesa. Harry took a deep intimation and tried to opine of anything else to add, but his wear out mind kept coming up blank. Thankfully Snape had something else to ask,

'' former looker said they saw the bushed men fire tour ? '' Snape asked. His interpreter said the question was almost footling, but Harry saw Zhao percolate up at the words.

'' They were n't dead. '' Harry 's oral fissure was dry with the memory.

'' Explain. ``

'' Their eye were beating and they were breathing air. They may have been rotten but they were at least partially alive. And yes, they were casting spells. ``

'' You 're certain Harry. '' Natalie slant forward. `` You 're sure enough it was n't the Lie Gou. Maybe in amongst the dead men ? ``

'' In amongst means zilch to me. '' Harry tapped his eye. `` The dead men cast while. Well ... one charm really. The killing curse over and over, but I saw one levitate a chair out of his way so they are up to of casting other piece. ``

'' That is not possible. '' Zhao shook her head. `` Neither zombi spirit nor inferi can perform thaumaturgy. And neither have heartbeats. It 's ... impossible. thaumaturgy can only be performed by sustenance creatures, that has been proven over and over again, you must own life. What you describe is unacceptable. ``

'' Clearly it is n't. '' The edge of irritability was back in Snape 's voice. `` Clearly the night lord has many potentiality we know not of. The question is why have we not seen them before ? ``

'' The question is how do we stop them ? '' Harry broke in.

'' I have already sent parliamentary law members to suss out the graves of known death eaters. They have orders to exhume and cut any dead body they find still resident. '' Harry nodded, he had been about to propose that. Snape continued, `` Other than that ... we must find the dark Godhead. ``

'' Call him Voldemort. ``

'' No. '' Snape snapped.

'' You 're still scared of him. ``

'' Some fright is healthy. '' Snape tapped a longsighted silver spoon with his wand and set it to circulate slowly in his bubbling pot. `` Especially now that we know he has capability far great than we ever imagined. What I can not sympathize is how he has recovered so swiftly from his combat injury. ``

'' Maybe he has n't. '' Harry shrugged. `` He can place flock and buy soldier of fortune even if he 's just a floaty straits, or a bodiless voice. ``

'' He would n't negotiate with the Lie Gou from a locating of impuissance. '' Snape shook his head. `` And whatever he has done to those walking corpses it is clearly powerful magic. No ... I fear we must assume he has his old effectiveness back. The parallels between the living corps reanimated and the dark lord 's singular recovery are to obvious to ignore. ``

'' You think it 's the same thing ? ``

'' I think we can safely seize the two are linked. ``

'' Brilliant. '' Harry threw his hands up in the air. `` So we have three secret. How did Voldemort raise himself and his army from death ? How did he get the gold to lease the Lie Gou ? And why did the werewolves pop back up after deserting him over a class ago ? ``

'' ternary secret. '' Natalie Zhao murmured quietly. `` Or maybe they 're the same mystery story. We do n't know. ``

'' We don't know anything."Harry grimaced."We don ‘ t have a bare shred of info and we could be attacked again at any turn."

"Then perhaps you should go talking to your contacts."Snape whispered a word and the fervidness beneath his cauldron snapped out."But think of what you promised."

"I will."Harry pointed at the bubbling potion."Is that finished ?"

"It is, but-"

"I ‘ ll call for it down to him."Harry grabbed a goblet and dipped it into the broth.

"Should you not let him kip ?"

"He ‘ s awake."Harry tapped his eye and turned to leave.

'' Harry, '' Snape 's voice stopped him before he could lead. `` You know that there may be a very goodness reason why the wickedness lord has returned. ``

'' Is there ? '' Harry looked back over his shoulder.

'' You know the prophecy. There is only supposed to be one person capable of killing him. It is possible that, now that individual is short, the dark master can not die. '' Snape was eyeing Harry levelly. His face gave away nothing.

'' I am well aware of that. '' Harry replied dryly. `` I 'll fall for dismemberment. I 'm not giving up. ``

'' commodity. '' Snape nodded faintly. `` Neither will I. ``

Harry turned around and carefully carried the steaming potion from the room. He padded down the corridor, the fumes twisting into spirals in the air. It was severe to keep the goblet steady while hobbling along with his faculty. Damn stupid trauma. Broken incapacitate that he was he was he was side by side to useless. Couldn't even carry a bloody cup. Harry gritted his teeth and tried to bear on those thoughts away from him. They resisted, hovering in his hindbrain, mercilessly haunting him. Harry reached Draco's room and pushed the door open. He didn't infliction to knock, Draco almost certainly wouldn't have answered and he could already see what Draco was doing within.

As Harry stepped in Draco didn't look up from what he was doing. Harry placed the chalice lightly on a tabular array and stood, unspeaking. Draco still said nothing, but simply kept running his wand along long metal magnetic pole. Welding them together and conjuring more.

Building a cage.

Harry still said nil, but instead sat on the edge of a chest of drawers and crossed his arms. Draco would verbalize eventually, he had to, it wasn't in him to not give his idea voice.

"Don ‘ t try to check me."Dragon said over his articulatio humeri."I need a cage."

"I know that."Harry nodded, speaking quietly."But we could work up it in another way, no claim to break the room you ‘ ll have to sleep in the other twenty-seven days of the month."

"I ‘ m building it here."Draco didn't give ground. Harry supposed he didn't need to."I need you to cook it unbreakable, can you do that ?"

"I can. If you want."Harry waited until his friend nodded, before stepping forward and raising his wand."This won ‘ t postulate long. You want to drink the wolfbane potion ?"

Draco didn't reply, he just stepped over the goblet and drained it. A flicker twisted his feature for a moment before they settled back into a blank, stolid land. Harry flickered some good luck charm over the branding iron bars of the cage. It wasn't very large, not considering that a lycanthrope would be in there. genus Draco would be fairly cramped. Harry added some padding magic spell to the duncish bars.

"Draco, this isn ‘ t the end."Harry felt like he needed to say something.

"Isn ‘ t it ?"genus Draco said bitterly."Harry I ‘ m cursed. Permanently damned to be a demon. I ‘ ll recede my judgment each good moon, I ‘ ll be a dark creature. I ‘ ll have become the affair we kill."

"The wolfbane can help you."

"liar !"Draco hissed."There ‘ s nothing that can help me. There ‘ s no therapeutic. There ‘ s no Hope. Just go Harry. Just leave me. There is nil you can do for me ... unless ... unless you were prepared to-"

"closure. Talking."Harry bit the words out.

"I tried to do it myself."

"Stop."

"The killing condemnation doesn ‘ t work if you cast it on yourself."

"Stop talking now."

"Please ..."Draco's middle were wide and his voice shook."Please do it or allow me to."

"Don ‘ t say this. Don ‘ t do this."Harry felt his adhesive friction on his tall staff tighten."Just shut the Inferno up."

"Fine."Draco drew his sceptre."Just allow for then Harry. I ‘ ll do it myself."He raised his wand but Harry was faster, slamming his staff up into genus Draco's hand and sending the wand spinning away. Harry darted forward and grabbed Draco by the front of his robes.

"I have had enough of that from you."Harry hissed, his rose up close to the pale brass of his admirer."I will take your wand away if I hear you talk such undisguised cowardliness as that again. You. Can. Still. Live."

"As a behemoth. As something I despise."

"If there is one thing I ‘ ve learned from all this bull I ‘ ve been through is that life is wanted and death is pointless."Harry released Draco from his grip.

"You ‘ ve said null that changes anything."Dragon turned away from him, bowing his head."My life is pointless now. Entirely so. I would rather be bushed, and unless you intend to stay with me every day you can not stop me."

"I would stay with you every day, I really would. But I ‘ ve got things to do so ..."Harry moved like a Snake River, whipping Draco's peg out from under him and sliding him across the floor. He flicked the heavy room access of the John Milton Cage Jr. heart-to-heart then slammed it closed again as Draco tumbled through. With a endorsement flick Harry summoned Draco's wand into his script, then the knife that was in a Draco's pocket and a varsity letter undoer from a draftsman. His eye tried to search out anything else that could be used to cut or defeat. After a instant's thought he summoned Draco's potions kit out of his school luggage compartment, who knew what poisonous substance there were in there. Draco had lifted himself up to his knees and was staring at him, eyes total of hatred. Harry stepped right up to the cage.

"You are not dying today. You will not pop yourself. I will not let you."Harry locked the John Cage door with respective charms he knew no wandless wizard could break through."Your life story is not over. Maybe nothing I can say can stimulate you realize that right now, but you ‘ re still going to last. Whether you like it or not."

"But ..."

"I have to go. citizenry to see."Harry turned towards the threshold, on the way he grabbed a Scripture and tossed it to Dragon."Here, something to record. You ‘ ll need to study for the year at Hogwarts that you will be attending."

Harry stepped out the door and pressed it shut, leaning back against the wood. Everything was going to hell, and he had no idea how to fix any of it. Not the fragile idea. Where was he even going ? He had a few ideas but ... nothing concrete.

He could go to St Mungos perhaps ... check on the early marauders. But he wasn't sure if he could fill any Sir Thomas More misery. There was nothing he could do for them anyway. But then there was nada he could do out here either.

"I ‘ m beginning to remember stabbing that bastard in the neck was a fantastic waste material of time."Harry muttered into the hollow air.

The job isn't done yet.

Harry shuddered at the apprehension certainly in his mind.

Sir Thomas More study to do.

Harry pushed himself forwards, leaning like an old man on his splinter-staff. Still more study to do. There was just one place he could bump the entropy he needed.

He needed to gossip The Tarot.

But there was somewhere else he had to go first ...
*


Ginny curled her legs up under her. The chairs in the St Mungo's elbow room were familiar now, but it was still impossible to get well-to-do in them. They even seemed ... empty. Only four chairs occupied, herself, Hermione, Lucy and genus Vanessa. The only four still on their feet at the end of the battle. Everyone else was in a bed, most still unconscious. Things seemed grim

Ginny had tried to keep their spirits up, pointed out that the four subsister were all girls and how they were never going to let the boys live it down. But there was no laughter here and Ginny had given up. She looked across the bed. Cho with her burns, split paralyzed, Anna slammed against a bulwark like a wench by one of the dead men. They were lucky to be alive, Ginny told herself, lucky to be alive.

Ginny shook her oral sex. It was hard to cerebrate of this as any form of luck.

She turned towards the other set of beds, stepping up to stand up succeeding to them. No ... hard to see it as any form of fortune. She looked down at her parents. Hard to see it as any form of lot. She put her hired man carefully on her mother 's bandaged arm. The healer said it would be weeks before they were even awake. Not luck at all.

Ginny shuddered and turned back towards the marauder beds. genus Vanessa was awake again and clinging to the side of Elizabeth I 's bed like it was a life-line. The fiddling girl was badly shaken, not surprising really. Ginny thought of her as a petty fille despite the fact that they were in the same class. Poor girl had seen her evil father chopped up in forepart of her. At least the first time he had died she hadn't been there to watch.

Ginny shook herself. Draco's father had died in front of him and he had recovered alright, but maybe that was because it was genus Draco that had killed him.

Draco ...

Ginny glanced towards the door. She wanted to go to him, comfort him. But her parents were here, they needed her. The marauders were here and they needed her too.

Except that there was naught she could do here.

There was naught she could do there either.

Ginny gritted her teeth and tried to hold back herself from screaming. The one thing she hated was to experience useless.
*


Harry was getting odd expression from passer by. He ignored them. Not just because that was his way but because Harlesden wasn't a place you stared at citizenry in. It wasn't a terrible stead, Harry knew far worse parts of London for a clearly injured man to walk through. But it was bad enough to arrive at him check back street with his eye before walking past them, and enough for him to save his wand tucked in his sleeve in slowly reach.

He checked the scrap of newspaper in his hand and headed quickly towards a tall, John Brown, concrete block of flat tire. Harry checked the newspaper publisher again and reflected on the blaze of the invention of the elevator. A chemical group of kids in hooded jumpers stared at him as he stomped past, trying to look threatening. Harry sniffed, barely stopping himself from laughing. Thought they were goon did they ?

Harry stepped into the cold entrance Charles Martin Hall and pressed the Call clit for the lift. As it slowly descended towards Harry he spent a smooth consequence reading the graffiti. It reminded him of when he was untried.

Harry rode the elevator up, his olfactory organ wrinkling up at the very noticeable pee olfactory property and stepped out on the top floor. It wasn ‘ t even a corridor, just a retentive concrete balcony. In wintertime it must cause been freezing. He did n't need to find out the newspaper publisher again, he had it down by now. Apartment 12. Harry knocked loudly and waited. He heard stride on the early incline and focused his eye through the wood. He was gasping in surprisal long before the door opened.

'' Tonks ? '' Harry 's brow raised. `` Did n't anticipate to see you here ? ``

'' Harry ? Wh ... What are you doing here ? ``

'' What are you doing here ? '' Harry cocked his head to one side. `` Should n't you be cleaning up diagon alley ? ``

'' I was injured. Kingsley sent me nursing home. ``

'' But you did n't go home. '' Harry said pointedly. `` You went here. ``

'' How do you even experience where here is ? ``

'' Werewolf readjustment act. '' Harry held out the piece of paper for her to see. `` Any concerned citizen can find out where the teras live. '' Draco hovered into Harry 's nous and his stomach lurched a piffling. Not monsters then ... not all of them. Most of them though.

'' You came to see Lupin. '' Tonks put her script to her sassing in shock.

"Yes. Can you get him ? Please."

"I ... I don ‘ t know. He ‘ s only transformed back an 60 minutes ago. I came to bring him some breakfast and avail him recoup. He still hasn ‘ t got out of bed though."

Which means you had a key. Harry didn't say it. Instead he harshly said,

"Draco was bitten. Didn ‘ t you know ?"

"Draco. Oh god no ..."

"Yes. He was bitten."Harry stepped forwards angrily, forcing Tonks back into the apartment. He ‘ ll own to go on a bloody list and take that putrid poison they call a potion and he ‘ s in his room at the manor right now in a freekin cage he built himself !"Harry bit his speech off before he told her what Dragon had wanted him to do. Later, when he was better, Draco wouldn't want people to know.

"And you want Remus to ... what ? Talk to him ?"

"Just get the bloody wolfman Tonks. Get him now. Oh wait ..."Harry glanced over towards the faded bedroom doorway. `` Never mind. ``

"It ‘ s alright Tonks."A diffraction grating moan sounded and the threshold was pushed unfastened slowly. `` I 'm wake up. ``

'' Are you sure he was a wolf ? '' Harry stepped out from behind the pink haired girl. `` He looks like he 's hung-over. ``

'' Harry, '' Tonks held her hand, her eye narrowing angrily. Harry was forced to remind himself that the young lady with the center shaped nerve was an auror of the Moody school.

'' professor lupine ... '' Harry addressed the grey-faced man. `` Draco was- ''

'' I heard. '' lupine said flatly. `` There is nada you can do. There is nada I can do. ``

'' I 'm not after a cure, I 'm not that stupid. '' Harry growled back. `` I need you to utter to him. You need to show him he still has something to live for. ``

'' flavor at me Potter. '' Lupin glanced down at his shivering, robed dead body. Harry, for the 1st clock time, discover multiple old fault in his finger cymbals. Almost every osseous tissue in him bore some mark of his lifelong curse. Harry gritted his teeth. Maybe he should bear just done what Draco asked ... No ! Those kind of dark thoughts led to affair like gouged-out eyes.

'' Look just talk to him. '' Harry pleaded. `` I have oeuvre to do, I need to go to some dark places today and meet strange people with piffling sense of sense of humour and less personal hygiene. I know you hate me. I even know why ... a little. I do n't see but ... whatever. Long floor inadequate you despise me. But whatever you think about me do n't lease it out on my friend. get on ... help him. ``

'' There is zero I can do. ``

'' Tell him it is n't as bad as it seems. ``

'' It is as bad as it seems. ``

'' Then lie to him. '' Harry snarled. His fingers gripped his faculty so hard the wood splintered. lupine stepped back, his eye wide with shock. `` Lie to him if you have to. separate him turning into a wolf is n't so bad. Tell him it 's a gun barrel of laughs. Tell him it 's like a sneeze only better. Tell him anything ! '' Harry stepped forward, pointing his faculty like a weapon. `` Tell him whatever the infernal region you would have wanted to hear. I do n't care ! All I know is that while you lie here with a booty call Thomas Young enough to be your daughter my champion, my protagonist who has saved my life on numerous function, is thinking his life history is over and I DO N'T acknowledge WHAT TO SAY TO HIM ! I do n't know ! I ca n't imagine ... I ca n't help him ! He 's saved my life history and I do n't know how to help him ! '' Harry turned his face to lupin so he could only see his fake eye. Could n't see that he was crying.

'' I do not acknowledge how to help him either. '' Lupin half turned back towards his sleeping accommodation. `` He will have to get through this himself. ``

'' You 're a coward. You always did like to veil. '' Harry let the actor's line stream from his lips like silk over ice. The effect on Lupin was electric. The lycanthrope spun back to typeface Harry, his middle wide with shock.

'' How ... how ... ''

'' Just something I remembered. '' Harry let the tidings sink in. He did n't really remember very much. Dumbledore had taken his own memories of James Potter and thrown them into Harry 's mind. Now that he knew that he could almost tell where they were. It was like there was a heavyweight black tar pit over one part of his judgement. Occasionally things would belch to the surface but it was unacceptable to go swimming. lupin swallowed harshly before opening his mouthpiece and levelly saying,

'' Get out of my home ceramist. Get out. ``

'' You going to verbalise to Dragon ? '' Harry did n't motivate. `` Or are you going to obscure in your shack ? ``

'' I will talk to the boy. '' Lupin gritted his teeth. `` Because he is Tonks'cousin-german. Not because of you. I will- ''

'' So not interested in your grounds. '' Harry snorted and turned back towards the door. Harry pulled the door shut on two angered faces and dropped backwards off the balcony. He was halfway down before he remembered he no longer had a drop-gem embedded in his chest.

"Bardus accido !"Harry had barely whipped his verge out in time and the tour didn't have time to arrest properly. Harry crumpled and rolled as he his the floor. His leg screamed with hurting. Harry grabbed his staff and pushed himself to his fee-

crack !

Harry was thrown back to the story as his make-do faculty finally gave out and splintered into giant shards.

"Bugger."Harry grimaced and looked around. There were no convenient pieces of Wood he could work with. No branchlet or splinters. Wait ... there was a tree diagram over there by the road. Harry hopped to his feet and limped painfully in that counseling. He made it to the tree and picked a knobbly twig off the level. Another engorgement charm gave him a rude walking joint. Harry leant on it gratefully and breathed heavily. It just made everything more difficult. Harry shook his psyche, where he was going next he couldn't afford to shew too lots weakness. Harry brushed his elbow grease filled pilus out of his middle. It had been a long day. The parts that hadn ‘ t been excruciatingly dreadful had been full-of-the-moon of aggravation .... the next person who pissed him off would-

"Give me your wallet !"

Harry didn't even think. His faculty flashed up and slammed the mugger in the chin. Harry could have sworn he saw tooth shatter and fly away. The moaning would-be thief crumpled to the level before scrambling up and fleeing, Elwyn Brooks White trainer flashing and scraping on the pavement.

"I don ‘ t carry a wallet."Harry turned and limped off down the street.
*


Ginny slowly pushed the door open. In the eye of the room was a cage of melanise metal. The lights were dimmed to the level of amount darkness but Ginny could still see the wan heart in the eye of the cage, a mountain of sick hair's-breadth barely fitting in between the bars. It rose and fell slowly with the sound of breathing.

The floorboard under the coop were shoot down and splintered, and covered in blood. The Wolf must have known it could n't get out between the bars, but it had tried anyway. fuzz and slobber stained the floor with a pale carpet. The whole room smelt like the den of an beast. How could so much stimulate happened ? How could this have happened ?

Ginny shivered. No one was watching now, she could wear down. Everyone was hurt, diagon back street was ruined. Was it her fault ? She could have trained them harder. Should throw pushed them to keep preparation even after Voldemort 's apparent death ... nothing should have stopped them keeping in practice. People were dead because of that. People were dead because of her. And that made her insides knot up like rope. Was it bothering Harry ? Probably not ... he was probably out beating mortal up for information or fighting a dragon or something. cipher rattled him.

Ginny sat down in a heavy armchair and pulled a throw over herself. It smelled like wet dog. The solid room did. Ginny pulled the heavy cloth up and bunched it in forepart of her. For a moment she wondered where her childhood teddy bear was. Probably in a cupboard somewhere.

Ginny pulled her legs up onto the chair and hugged them to her breast. Fevered sleep eventually came.
*


Harry flicked his hood up as he turned into a disused alley. He slowed and bowed his head a piffling. comfortably to seem old and infirm than young and crippled. He tried to pass off into the background, not that it would really count. After the chaos in diagon back street most wizards were staying at home. This wasn't really a superstar street. There was a starbucks on it. But apart from that the shops were mostly magical, and not the overnice kind of magic.

Harry reached his name and address and looked up. A stain encrusted sign read Fortunes told fate found. Harry pushed the door unfastened and was assailed by incense and smoke.

"Welcome my child."A heavy breathy spokesperson sounded out of the gloom. Harry could see her of course, but acted like he couldn't."Have you come for steering from the booze ?"

"I need to visit the Tarot."Harry said the fixed words he needed to say."Is this the place I can feel it ?"

"Who can say ? Perhaps I can indicate you the way."

Harry stepped forward and a hot seat faded out of the smoking air. Harry sat down and waited while the smoky figure on the other side of the table slowly shuffled a deck of scuffed cards. Harry watched the fingerbreadth carefully, if you paid really close attention you could see her heap the deck. Harry tried not to yell for her to speed up. They didn't need to go through the charade, they both knew why he was here. Except that if he demanded she go faster he would get nothing. He had to play their game.

"What is your birth month fry ?"

"July."Harry said without thinking. It didn't matter anyway. It was a fake month given for a sham tarot recitation that wouldn't have predicted anything even if it was real. Harry watched as the ‘ seer'flicked carte du jour down one after another.

"This is for the past, this is for the future."Harry tried not to roll his centre."This is the outcome of the viewing."The charwoman laid down the tower wag."Meaning catastrophe."

"Obviously."Harry stood and clicked a coin down on the table."Thank you."Harry turned and stalked out of the shop. A set of smoke-shrouded center watched him go. Harry hurried to the nigh flue node and tried to remember where he was going. The tower was one he'd seen before ... where was it ... Oh yeah, Glasgow.

Harry picked a pinch of powder and stepped into the flaming. The spinning flame whisked him away and he gritted his dentition, flueing with a gamey leg was always painful. Harry fell out onto a Harlan F. Stone floor with a stabbing nuisance. But recovered fast and ambled out of the store, waving pleasantly to the bemused wizard shopkeeper.

He stepped out into the street and looked up into the sky. It was sunny now, he wondered what sentence it had gotten to be. Breakfast had never happened. luncheon would probably never materialize. Harry reached into his bag and drew out something that felt like intellectual nourishment. An apple. secure enough. Harry clicked down the muggle streets, wondering if he was throwing himself in over his capitulum. hoi polloi were looking at him laughable and he realized he was wearing wizard robe. Sod it, who cared.

Harry looked up and saw the swinging foretoken he was looking for. A faded pub sign of a Lucy Stone column. The Saami one that had been on the lineup. This was what he was looking for.

This was the tarot card. The den of stealer, a near legendary pit of dark. Every auror in the country would have got given their good arm to detect this place. They never would though, because what every auror didn't know was that it wasn't one pub. It was twenty-two.

Every day the location changed, you only found out where from the tarot reviewer. The wife of the proprietor. On any other day the other vingt-et-un, the Fool, the Death, the Justice Department and the rest, would just be muggle pub like any others. Harry didn't know where the muggles who usually went to the gin mill went on the Day when their topical anesthetic was designated the Tarot. Probably drank at home.

Harry pulled his punk up, it didn't do to get into the Tarot concealed, and stepped inside. Within it was warm and faint music played. Harry couldn't see where it was coming from, probably out of individual's scepter. The chairs around the old oak board were in high spirits backed, leather and padded. The open fireplace was roaring cheerfully.

Harry liked the tarot, it was homely. perverse to what you might conceive there were no fights in the Tarot. People didn't come to the Tarot to bar-room brawl, they came for line of work. Serious job. Of row if you pissed off the wrong somebody you would be chopped up and fed into the mincing machine to be sold as hamburgers to the muggles over the next few days.

Such is life.

Harry clomped over to the bar and slipped onto a faecal matter. There was no mixologist, Harry could see him behind the rampart hulking around an vacuous barrel. The pub was surprisingly full, every booth was full of mutter conversation and every board surrounded by serious looking men. Men who had other men sitting future to them who never spoke. Men in very skilful robes, or very good wooing. Harry tried not to search to closely at them. It didn't do to pay too much attention to people in the Tarot.

Harry shook his head ruefully, of course the plaza was entire. Diagon alley had been crushed, shaken and blasted to the soil. These citizenry would be discussing how that effected their plans ... their plot. Would they experience prison term to mouth to him about his own problem ? What was he thinking ... of course they would. For enough gold. He just had to ask the right questions.

How would he do this ? Harry ordered red vino when the barkeeper came back. It was served to him without doubt, and without comment. Harry stepped over to an abandon board and rested a galleon against the keister of his glass. The tarot card had signals, pernicious one. Harry didn't know more than the barren scraping of them. But he knew this one, gold against red wine-coloured meant you were concerned in bravo. Actually it meant you wanted someone killed but it amounted to the Same thing.

Harry leant his knobbled staff against his death chair. Whatever happened he was going to chance the all-fired Lie Gou. It would involve as long as it took.
*


Draco woke into a hideous pain. It seemed like every bone in his body had been shattered and reformed, every muscle was being turned to mush by some shape rotting bacteria, and his throat felt like he had drunk crushed glass.

He opened his eyes and slowly tried to tug himself to his knees. His hands were shaking. No ... his whole trunk was shaking. He could n't even focus his eyes. Draco let himself fall back to the floor, the pitted and splintered wood bit into his sensitive hide and he could n't help but cry out. There was no point in getting up, he could n't unlock the cage anyway. Was it even worth reaching between the saloon to cart his apparel back onto his aching body ? He did n't want to be naked when somebody came to check on him but he did n't reckon he could physically put the clothes on. Maybe if he gave himself a moment to recover ... to bring around. Then he could oversee it. Maybe in a few minutes ... if he just concentrated on breathing.

'' genus Draco ? ``

The voice registered on the eminent ambit of his Einstein but did cypher to the scummy. He knew he should answer somehow but had no idea how to.

'' Are you awake ? '' A boldness came into sight, framed by ginger hair. Dragon coughed roughly, jolt making his throat close like a vice. His ramification came up, trying to hide himself from the girl in forepart of him. She disappeared like a specter and genus Draco momentarily thought he had imagined her. But then a gravid material dropped on top of him from the top of the cage. He weakly pulled the woven material over him and tried to encompass himself without scraping the fabric over his skin.

'' Draco ... are you alright ? ``

'' Do I look alright ? '' Draco whispered.

'' Do you want some body of water ? ``

'' Why are you here ? '' genus Draco wrapped the textile around himself and tried once again to push himself to his knees and scuffle finisher to the bars. `` What are you doing in my room ? ``

'' Well sorry for caring if you were alright ! ``

'' I 'm a werewolf. I 'm not alright. I will never be alright. '' Draco 's eyes flickered down to Ginny 's rumpled clothes. They were the same ones she had been wearing yesterday. Draco realized he could even smell out Ginny 's scent on the throw over him, and wafting over from his cryptical armchair. `` Did you sleep here ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' You idiot ! You slept in a room with a werewolf ! What if I had broken resign ! You could have been killed ! ``

'' You would n't sustain hurt me. ``

'' Do you roll in the hay what a lycanthrope is ? '' genus Draco shook his psyche, all this shouting was making his already aching head split apart. `` Of trend I would have hurt you ! ``

'' Alright fine. '' Ginny crossed her blazon. `` But I could have stunned you or- ''

'' While you slept ? ``

'' I ... ''

'' Why were you here anyway ? '' genus Draco hugged his arms to him, trying not to throw up.

'' I just ... '' Ginny 's eyes dipped. `` I came here to see if you were alright, but you were already transformed. I was so banal, I just went to slumber. ``

'' You just ... went to sleep ? '' Draco 's eyes widened, then closed again when the light hurt his brain. `` Why did n't you go to your own room ? ``

'' I just ... I just went to sleep. '' Ginny knelt down, she looked almost as tired as he felt. `` Seriously Draco are you alright ? ``

'' No. But it 's not any spoiled than I expected. '' Draco leant against the bars. Having somebody there might
actually be a good thing, it forced him to get up and act with some semblance of normality. If Ginny had n't been there he probably would have still been lying on the floor. `` lupine came and told me what to expect. He did n't leave anything out. At the metre I hoped he might be exaggerating ... ''

'' genus Draco ... ''

'' I ca n't think this cage is the rest of my life ... '' Draco bowed his head, resting his top dog against the bars. He closed his center, letting himself slide down. It was n't just that he would have to go through this every xxviii days. That he could almost let dealt with. But the fact that he was a ... a thing ... he could n't tolerate himself to be a marauder now. There was no way he could put the others under that kind of danger, not with a monster inside him. He could n't go back to Hogwarts either, that was out of the interrogative. All those child ... he would be putting them all in danger.

So what was his lifetime now ? He might as well never leave this cage ... he really should have slit his own throat. If only the wolf had ripped its own heart out during the night.

His biography was now worth zilch. Why ...

'' Draco ... ''

Why the hell on earth was she still here. Why would n't she leave. Why was she- WHAT THE hell !

genus Draco 's centre shot open as sonant lips slammed roughly into his.
*


He was n't moving his brim against hers and his eye were wide-cut with scare. Ginny drew back, her hands shaking a footling. That had been her inaugural very kiss. On the whole it had n't been very beneficial. She could smack blood on her lips.

'' Ginny ? '' Draco 's voice was dry and startled. `` Why .... why ? ``

'' To remind you you have something to to dwell for you prat. '' Ginny said angrily.

'' To live ... for ... '' Draco 's eye widened in apprehension. `` You mean you ... like ... Me ? ``

'' Yes ! Merlin 's face fungus you 're slow ! '' Ginny rocked back on her heels, hugging her arms to her breast. Draco was just sitting there, staring at her. It was like she 'd had broken his brain. `` Well ? Are n't you going to say something ? ``

'' But ... you ca n't ... '' Dragon 's eyes were flickering wildly. `` You ... but I 'm ... ''

'' What ? '' Ginny broke in. `` You think because you 're a werewolf I could never be with you ! ``

'' Yes ! '' Draco blurted.

'' You think I care ! ``

'' You ... you ... yes you should care. '' genus Draco pulled his stroke closer about him. `` You should deal. ``

'' Well I do n't ! ``

'' Well I do. '' genus Draco shook his pass frantically. `` I could n't do that to you. I mean ... associating you with a animal. Could n't do that. To you. You deserve better. I 'm ... I 'm gloomy. ``

'' And what I want. '' Ginny gritted her teeth, Her gist was a churning whirlpool, beating faster and faster. She didn ‘ t know if she wanted to bust into tears or plug the shaking boy in battlefront of her. `` That does n't count to you ? ``

'' On equilibrium. No. '' Draco shrunk back to the other end of the batting cage."I ‘ m sorry Ginny ... you should leave. I ‘ m so sorry. I just ... I ‘ m sorry and you ..."

"halt !"Ginny knew which one now. Her fist were twitching."Just stop you ... you ... boy ! You think you can just apologize !"

"Well what else can I do ?"

"You can shut up !"Ginny stood and stomped towards the door."Get yourself out of the bally batting cage !"

She slammed the door shut angrily.

Bloody prat.
*


Dragon slammed his forehead against the legal community. The ringing musical note grated on his pinna but the pain in the neck just melted into the agony already sinking through his skull.

What else could he receive done ? He was just ... broken.

"Well you bolloxed that up didn ‘ t you."

Draco's head rose slowly and when he saw who had spoken he quickly pulled his throw around to cover himself better. Harry was leaning against the rampart nonchalantly. He had massive black handbag under his eyes and he smelled like moth-eaten drink and cigars. Dragon realized he'd been smelling that for awhile.

"How much did you discover ?"

"Not all, but enough."Harry's eyebrows rose.

"I don ‘ t want to blab about it. It ‘ s done."

"Wasn ‘ t gon na acknowledgment it."Harry folded his arm."Wasn ‘ t gon na refer how you basically emo-slapped a close friend. How you cut her substance out with a great big tongue made of misplaced pathos. Was n't going to touch on the fact that you 're a TOTAL MORON ! Not gon na -"

"Shut up Harry. You don ‘ t know what you ‘ re talking about."Draco pulled his cam stroke closer about him.

"Instead I was going to ask if you think you ‘ ll be alright by this evening."Harry smiled evilly."I found the al-Qaida of the ninja guy wire, and I think we need to pay them a visit."

'' I do n't ... I do n't know if I 'll be up to it. '' Draco shook his head. It was n't ego pity, just simple truth.

'' Well I 'm going to be offering them large amounts of your money in addition to mine so you might want to be there. ``

'' pass them whatever you want. '' Draco waved his handwriting vaguely. `` I do n't need any of it. I never did. Just leave me enough to survive on. ``

'' So you 've decided to hold out ? '' Harry stepped forward, grinning cheekily. `` If I 'd known a kiss was all you needed I would have dragged Ginny here myself. Heck I would'a kissed you if got you to stop eyeing up the missive undoer. '' Harry drew his wand and flicked it towards the coop door. Dragon pushed it and it swung heart-to-heart slowly.

'' It was n't the kiss. '' Draco shakily crawled out of the cage and rose to his substructure, the movement making him offensive. `` It was n't the kiss. ``

'' Do n't believe you. '' Harry shrugged and turned towards the room access. `` I think someone 's making oatmeal in the kitchen. Not mollie Weasley but still ... '' With a final wave Harry clomped off down the corridor.

Draco leant back against the batting cage, too tired to try to get dressed. His spirit had, in a day, become much, much more complicated. And the lycanthropy was only section of it.
*


Harry stood outside the door to the Ward at St Mungos and bit his lip. It had been over a day since the direful engagement. Over a day since they had seen him. What was he supposed to say ? Would they accuse him of not being there for them ? They would be aright to. But there had been too many thing that he had to do, and not decent time to do them. His wizardly eye flicked from bed to bed. How could he babble out to them when every moment he could see the damage that had been done to them. Damage that was his fault.

'' Why have n't you gone in ? ``

Harry spun at the sound of the new vocalism behind him, then relaxed. He let out a sigh of relief.

'' Thea, '' Harry stepped forward and hugged the small prophet, pressing her into his chest. `` You 're O.K.. ``

'' I did n't have to do any of the scrap. '' Pythea murmured against him before pushing away and fixing him with an apprising stare. `` Where have you been ? ``

'' I was trying to line up out ... Trying ... I was working. '' Harry 's eyes flickered around to the ward. `` I should sustain come sooner. I 'm dreary. ``

'' You do n't have to apologize to me. '' Pythea smiled. `` You always get the hard decision Harry. ``

'' I should go in now. ``

'' No, do something for me first. '' Pythea put a hand on Harry 's shoulder.

'' What ? ``

'' Tell a joke. ``

'' What ? ``

'' I 'm serious Harry. ``

'' A ... a joke ? '' Harry did n't know where this was coming from. `` This is n't exactly a joking time. ``

'' Harry at the end of death year you promised we had seen the last of the angry, self-destructive, madly driven and revengeful man you had become. Do n't check that hope. Do n't go through that door as that man, he ca n't facilitate them. Them, and me, we want the old Harry back. The one I 've seen this summer. Please. ``

'' I ... I ... '' Harry felt his sassing dry. Was he going back to the dark topographic point ? Maybe. Getting eldritch magical material stuffed into his finger cymbals did vocalise remarkably appealing. But he could still win without it. He was n't the hoagie of prognostication, he was doing things his way. Harry smiled wryly. `` I jumped off a edifice. ``

'' What ? ``

'' Twentieth floor. I forgot I do n't hold a drop-gem any more. ``

'' You jumped off a building ? '' Pythea incredulousness turned to giggles. `` Harry you are insane. ``

'' Broke my cane too. '' Harry smiled as the female child in strawman of him chuckled into her hand. `` Then I was mugged. ``

'' Mugged ? You ? Really ? ``

'' If you want a new necklace the guy 's dentition are probably still there. '' Harry grinned. `` That enough of a joke for you ? ``

'' That will do nicely Harry. '' Thea shook her principal, still laughing quietly.

'' So I can go in now ? Or do I have to suffice some riddles as well ? '' Harry asked, smiling. When Thea nodded he stepped towards the door. `` Thank you Theia. ``

'' You 're welcome Harry. ``



Have n't actually written anything more. Not good. My buffer of pre-written chapters is running thin ...


Have managed to spell a bit more now. Stupid thing like my degree and real lifetime keep getting in the way.





Harry could have sworn his tendon were tensed like caoutchouc bands. His eye was spinning rapidly, seeking every shadow and his heart was pumping with the low-cal staccato hammer of suspense.

'' Well this is a wonderful place for an lying in wait. '' Harry tugged his coating in closer to him and stared up at the scrawny cliffs to either side.

'' Do you see an ambush ? '' Snape asked calmly, striding following to him.

'' No, but I do n't trust them not to sustain some illusion up their arm. '' Harry sighed and trudged forward along the rough I. F. Stone running. It was recently enough that the air was pleasantly nerveless, the sun still streaming brightly over the cliffs to their left. They were far enough from the muggle route that the only sound in the air was the whistling of the wind and the buzzing of insects.

'' Are you certain they are here ? '' Snape asked, glancing up at the Welsh cliffs. `` It does not seem like the kind of place for the Lie Gou. ``

'' What were you expecting ? Chinatown ? '' Harry tweaked an eyebrow.

'' Perhaps. ``

'' Too predictable. '' Harry 's eye picked up their destination in the distance, shimmering glassily in the sun. It was a moment yearner before it came into true sight, a little lake in the centre of the vale. The path meandered towards it, crossing a little flow and cutting a track through the heather. As it drew close to the still glassy urine Harry drew to a full stop and looked down. Little round pebbles.

'' Is this it ? '' Snape stopped next to him.

'' This is where the guy said. '' Harry could n't see anything out of the ordinary even with his magic eye. It just looked like a normal lake.

'' There was a parole. '' Snape prompted.

'' hold on your incalculably greasy hair on. '' Harry knelt down and put his sass right up to the weewee. `` Agoredig Ffordd. '' The pressure of his tidings made ripple on the piddle. He straightened up. Nothing had happened.

'' Are you certain those were the words ? '' Snape sounded doubtful.

'' Relax Thatch. '' Harry closed his eyes. `` This is far worse for me if I 'm wrong. '' He leant forward and allowed himself to fall, brain first, into the water.

The icy water felt like a mantle of silk. No wetness. No care. No pebbles. Harry 's momentum spun him up on the other side and he had a moment of dizziness when his mental capacity told him he was standing on a ceiling. He took a breath and steadied himself. Everything around him looked the Lapp, same rocks, Saami current of air. He could almost have been fooled into cerebration he had n't moved at all.

With a whispering splash Snape sprang out of the lake. Harry gave him a present moment to settle himself before asking,

'' Satisfied ? ``

'' That password was Welsh. '' Snape glanced back at the lake. `` Not Chinese. ``

'' I know, '' Harry shrugged. `` I figure this office is probably ancient, the Lie Gou just took it over. ``

'' Interesting, '' Harry could see the cogwheel spinning in Snape 's head.

If you 're thinking there may be other room in here. Harry fixed his eyes to Snape 's There probably are, but can we trust that the Lie Gou do n't know about them ?

Not with any certainty. Snape shook his head. And you are right. We should intercommunicate this way while in there territory.

Interesting how you try to make that sound like your musical theme. Harry rolled his eyes.

'' Did your source tell you where to go adjacent ? '' Snape said out loud.

'' No, but I can guess. '' Harry smiled and pointed out behind Snape. The potions master turned.

'' Ah ... yes. '' The wall of the valley was carved out in monumental stone columns and a massive stair had been hacked into the rock. At the top, framed against the scene sun, was a tiered synagogue in red Sir Henry Joseph Wood. Rising up to the sky like a pyramid of flaming. `` I suppose this is the place. ``

'' They should be expecting us. '' Harry set off, his cane clicking on the stone. `` But I 'm not looking forward to all those stairs. ``

As they set off across the ling Harry let his eyes wander. This place looked entirely pattern up close but the boost away you looked the more the vista seemed flat and insubstantial, like whoever had made this place hadn't extended it a good deal beyond this valley. There were animals though, insects and doll and rabbits in their gob underground. To what point was this stead just a reflection ?

Harry shook his nous. An academic or a historian might deal. He didn't. They reached the understructure of the rough hewn steps and Harry snorted and turned to Snape.

If I climb that I ‘ ll be useless once we ‘ re at the top.

It would be unspoiled if we do not show planetary house of failing. Snape agreed, glancing up at the far off temple.

Harry glanced around until his eye fell on a small boulder, no larger than a pillow. He drew his wand and crouched down beside it. One whispered go made it shift in it's bed of moss. A second made it ring like a bell and with the third it flashed gold.

Harry sat on the Harlan Fisk Stone, crossed his wooden leg and laid his faculty across his knee. The stone slowly rose into the air and hovered there, humming quietly. Snape almost looked impressed.

Would you be able to get off on that if events do not deform out in our party favour ?

Don't bet on it. Harry began floating up the steps, maintaining eye contact lens with his teacher. The spells I used were a very BASIC version of the unity used to form broomsticks. That should give you an approximate guide to how a lot control I have over this thing. Slow hovering is the outdo I can do.

They climbed the stride in silence for awhile, the cool wind whistling around the cut up tower. The dry land seemed desolate and deserted. Seemed.

We're being watched. Harry noted the adjacent prison term he caught Snape's eye.

Of course of instruction we are.

Remind me what stops them from knifing us on the spotlight ?

The opening that we can impart them more Au than they would earn by killing us.

And if it turns out we can ‘ t ?

Snape didn ‘ t answer. Harry eased his scepter in the band of his bang. This would be interesting. The concluding footfall brought the rest of the temple into view. It seemed pocket-sized now than it had before, not much bigger than a small house. It was surrounded by a simple garden, just flat grass and small consortium. There weren ‘ t even any koi in the pool, just a very British people frog. Harry didn't know what he had been expecting. cerise trees perhaps. But of track these men were assassins, they probably didn't have lots fourth dimension for gardening.

Speak of the devil ...

The multi-coloured door on the front of the temple opened and an old valet in a unproblematic low robe stepped out.

"We have been expecting you."Was all he said."Come inside. You must allow your shoes here."

Harry lowered his rock-and-roll to the floor with a clunk and raised himself to his pes. He unlaced his bang and left them there on the sharpness of the cliff before stepping towards the door. Snape put a restraining hand on his shoulder and Harry reluctantly let the former champion wind. The doors were swung open up for them and the old man led them through a short hallway.

The walls looked like ... bulwark. They had warded them against wizard method of surveillance and apparently that included his eye. Was that knowing ? Had his eye become common cognition or had the warding always been there as a precaution. Harry tried not to have any sign that he was uncomfortable but for a man who had gotten used to twenty-four seven x-ray panorama the sudden want was claustrophobic.

Get it together.

Harry followed Snape and their scout into a elbow room at the side of the building. The false Christ Within of this mirror globe streamed in through the boastfully windows onto a hold over standing low on the storey. There was already a pot of tea and three empty loving cup waiting for them.

"If you would wait here."The old usher said, indicating the mesa."I will see if master key Sasori is ready to speak to you."He backed out of the room and closed the door behind him. Snape and Harry stepped towards the table and sat crisscross legged beside it. Neither so much as reached for the tea.

Sasori sounds Nipponese. Harry noted. I thought the Lie Gou was based in China ?

They accept initiates from many home. Snape's voice was calm in Harry's nous. And in any case it is almost certainly not his real name. Think no more than of it, concentrate on learning what we can.

I'm trying, but my eye's giving me nothing. Harry admitted to his companion. Have you learnt anything I should get it on about ?

I think we are dealing with very reasoning people.

Not that intelligent. Not if they think we're stupid enough to drink in the tea.

I meant this building. Snape glanced around at the bulwark. I believe it is bigger on the interior than on the outside in the manor of many hotshot edifice. However a visitor who had only been shown these few rooms would bequeath thinking this temple no full-grown than it appears.

When in realness whole armies could be housed here. Harry finished off the thought. How did you work that out ?

There are certain signs. For individual familiar with this sort of enchantment.

I didn't feel anything.

That is why you are still a student Harry. And why I am still your teacher. A faint smiling tugged at Snape's lips.

fountainhead you're not directly my teacher. Harry chuckled. Not unless you've begin accepting T grades into your triton class.

The room access was opened quietly and both Harry and Snape's middle flashed no the new arrival. He was dressed in a courtship, black and clean in every line, but Harry could see the knife hidden in his sleeve. His dressing was every inch the man of affairs but he had broad tattoos on the backs of his hands, one a steering wheel of flame, the other a fox's head. A portrait of incongruence. Nothing what it seemed. He was Japanese, Harry could see now, so at to the lowest degree the name wasn't a total fake.

"goodness evening."The man spoke quickly and with firm self authority."My gens is Sasori, and I am the leader of the Lie Gou in this part of the world. You are Severus Snape and Harry ceramist. Welcome. I believe you had something to discus with me."Sasori stepped up to the low tabular array and sat quickly. Without waiting for them to mouth he reached over and poured himself a small cup of K tea. Harry supposed that was supposed to put them at ease. Why the hell on earth would it ?

"We are here to pay you to drip one of your currently existing contracts."Nothing about Snape was moving but his mouth.

"Our organization with Tomas Riddle ?"Sasori spoke with his tea held up to his lips."This is the contract you refer to ?"

"Yes. We will pay you whatever the dark lord has offered and ten percent more besides. It is a grave crack. You know the gold we have available to us."Snape indicated Harry with his arm."In return you will not only cease your utilization under Voldemort but you will also shoot down him and bring us both his head and that of his two remaining disciples."

"You offer us that without knowing how a good deal we are being offered already ?"The assassin smiled."You are so sure you can supply what you promise ?"

"We have the riches of two antediluvian wizarding houses behind us. And more besides."

"Yes."Sasori tapped his finger against the edge of his humble cup."But I do not believe it will be enough."

"What has the dark lord offered you ?"Harry could sense Snape's stress rising.

"I can not tell apart you that."

"Has he offered you something other than gold ?"

"No. The Lie Gou have only ever worked for amber. Precious gems in especial fate. And once, just once, for the mitt of a beautiful woman."Sasori smiled. Snape did not.

"Would you prefer if I set a number ?"Snape laid his hands on the table."One million galleons."

"Not nearly enough."Sasori chuckled.

"Ten million."Snape fixed the man across the table with a glare."The current heirs to the Potter and Malfoy fortunes are surprisingly unworried about fiscal concerns. If ten million is unsatisfactory perhaps you should constitute your price."

"Perhaps you should recognise the import of the word no."The man be given forward."I am rejecting your offer Mr Snape. I do not mean to be harsh but, even if you could pay us more than him, we must abide by our loyalty to Mr enigma. It would dishonor me to do less."

Lie. Harry watched the assassins eyes as he stood. You don't grant a rat's arse about honour. That'shame me'bull is just telling us what you think we expect to hear. Why are you lying ? What else is going on here ?

"You should both impart now."Sasori stepped away towards the door."No one will stop you on your way out."

No one did. Which was even weirder.
*


"That didn ‘ t make any sense."Harry commented once they were safely back to headquarters."It was like he didn ‘ t want to founder up the contract but didn ‘ t want us to know why."

"I am more curious about why they simply let us leave."Snape shook his head."If the contract with the iniquity lord means so much to them they should consume killed us."

"Perhaps they weren ‘ t sure they could beat us ?"Harry suggested. At Snape's withering stare he shrugged."Ok, so that was a stupid idea."

"So we have another mystery."Snape grimaced."We have too many already."

"Perhaps he ‘ s blackmailing them."Harry said hopefully."Or holding Sasori ‘ s wife/daughter/pet hamster surety. There ‘ s obviously some reason why this job ‘ s so important to them."

"Perhaps."Snape nodded faintly."The mind is worth investigating anyway, though he did not seem like a man with loved ones in risk. He seemed too calm."

"He wasn ‘ t."Harry growled."His heart was running a picayune fast. He was nervous from the import he stepped into the room. Concealed it well though. Bastard."

"Could you tell if he was lying about anything ?"

"I don ‘ t think he was."Harry hazarded."Heart rate isn ‘ t a hundred-percent judge of when mortal ‘ s lying. It was Weird, but it almost seemed like he was calmer once you started offering money."

"Strange."

"Whatever."Harry rolled his eyes."I have n't slept in a surprisingly long sentence. Unconsciousness does n't count. I 'm going to bed."

"Wait one moment."Snape waved Harry towards the elbow room where he had set up his lab."I need to check in on what has happened since we left and I believe you should try it too."

"Do n't push yourself they says ..."Harry grumbled as he followed after his instructor."Do n't be like you were final stage year they says. But when I want to catch some Z's ? Oh no-"

"Be quiet Harry."Snape snapped as he pushed the door open. Natalies head rose from the board as they entered and she wordlessly pushed a leaflet towards Snape.

"Has anything of note happened ?"Snape asked.

"You could read the file."

"Your appraisal will be more succinct."Snape rubbed his temples."The main points please."

"The necropsy answer have come back on the numb fighters. They were not zombies, or inferi. We do n't know what they are. Their flesh is just rotting now, nothing keep. We did rule something unknown in their system but we can not key out it."

"And the all in Lie gou ? The ace Ginerva found in the leaky cauldron ?"Snape indicated a bloodstained knife with a tag tied around the handle.

"They were stabbed."

"I gathered that."

"They were poisoned first."Natalie shook her head."I believe the authorities of potions they had been taken made them marginally resistant. The killer had to stop them off. Would you like to hazard a guesswork as to the poison used ?"

"Everybody 's favorable neighborhood vigilante again ?"Harry said from his office slouched on a death chair. At Natalie 's nod he chuckled."Nice to acknowledge he 's still out there."

"It would be better if we could bring him in."Snape fixed Harry with a stare.

"You want to nab him ?"

"I want to bed how he created his poison."Snape answered tonelessly."I am sure it could make even to a greater extent damage in capable hands."

"You are so practically nerveless than Dumbledore."

"But there seems to be no way to catch up with him."Snape picked the knife up carefully with the backsheesh of his digit."I assume there was nothing usable on this ?"

"There was mud, sweat and hair."Snape made no move to drop the tongue despite Natalie 's word of honor. Harry 's ear pricked up.

"It was his knife ?"Harry asked quizzically."I mean not found at the scene or stolen off a clay ? He brought it with him ?"

"As far as we can tell yes."

Harry stood, carefully took the blade from Snape 's bridge player and folded it into a piece of parchment from the table.

"He has left evidence in his previous crimes."Snape pointed out."It has never amounted to anything before."

"Before now,"Harry smiled."You did n't have a seer."
*


"Harry ?"

"Yes Thea ?"

"You 're in my room."

"Yes, that 's true."

"In the middle of the night."

"This is also true."

"The door was locked."

"If you call that vexatious appealingness a lock."Harry grinned in the half-light. This was a game. It was fun. In a lot of way of life it was better than sleep."Do n't you want to know why I came ?"

"Can I gauge ?"Pythea arched an brow, but a deliquium smile played on her lips.

"You can guess."Harry shrugged."You 'll guess improper but you can guess."

"Really ?"Thea lean forward to appear into Harry 's eyes. The faint brightness gave her a face a ghostly spirit, to the full of phantasma."You do n't recollect I 'll imagine ? What could you be here for ? ... In the middle of the night ..."

Harry did n't say anything. He just chuckled.

"Why, why, why ..."Thea leant closer, then smiled."You want my aid with something. You want me to try and see something for you."

"Damnit."Harry shook his chief wryly, the spell broken."You sure you ca n't learn minds any Sir Thomas More ?"

"I often do n't have to."Pythea held out her script. Harry reached into hie pocket and drew out the knife."matter to ..."Pythea took it and held it on her lap.

"It was used to kill two of the Lie Gou."Harry leant back on the armchair."I though ... I do n't bonk ... maybe you could find out who owned it or something. Skry for them or some mysterious thing like that."

"Harry go to sleep."Thea was speaking quietly, her eyes still dreamily focussed on the tongue in her hands.

"Sleep ?"

"This will carry awhile, and you 're tired."Theia stood up, her eyes still fixed."Use the bed."

"I can just sleep on a chair-"

"I need the chairperson. You take the bed."

You do n't need the hot seat. Harry rolled his oculus as he stood and moved over to the bed.

He fell asleep almost instantly, his psyche trying to spend a penny up for the tenseness and exhaustion of the past few days. In his dreams he occasionally saw a white name, chanting softly to something she was holding before her. Even in the dreams he knew what that was. Having an eye that could see through your own eyelids made for realistic dreaming. That was why he knew that she was done far before he eventually woke, the dawn light streaming in through the curtains.

"You did n't wake me."Harry said, his eye still closed.

"I thought you needed your sleep."

"Like you needed the chair ?"Harry opened his centre and sat upright. On the board next to Pythea a unsmooth map had been drawn on sheepskin. A small town, nestled in a valley. Further up the map was a frail X."The murderer 's there ?"Harry pointed.

"I do not cogitate so Harry, it was very faint."Pythea shook her head."The knife lay there a long time before the murderer picked it up. The chances that he is still there are-"

"Low."Harry pulled the rough sketch over to him. The name of the town was written at the fanny in Pythea 's refined paw."might as well jibe it out though, for lack of anything more constructive to do."

"Do you desire me to go with you ?"

"It 's a long shot at best."Harry shrugged and pocketed the newspaper."Besides, you were up all night. You need the bed now."Harry stood and stepped towards the door."I 'll tell you if I find anything interesting."

"Do n't awake me."Pythea 's smile waved him out the door.
*


Harry reached the sleepy village and breathed fresh air. No one much was out yet, the sun hanging was still hanging mistily over the hills.

The map said that the tongue came from north of the town. Harry set off in that direction, gladiola to at least have something constructive to do after all the discombobulation and bedlam. A market keeper waved to him while at the Saame time squinting like he was an intruder. Harry waved back and carried on. The houses thinned out and Harry found himself walking along a country road, fields on either side. He checked his little sketch map again. It was somewhere east of the road.

Harry 's eyes scanned the field and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree beyond it. There was no course to utter of, just a sort of trail that looked like it was used by coney more often than humans. Harry made for it warily and slowly climbed up through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, his walking gravel digging into the mud. Harry 's eye kept getting New York minute from up ahead, through all the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and life.

As he got closer he slowed down, silencing his footfalls. Between the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree were the ruins of a household. Not even a firm, a hut. It was surrounded by bramble and almost consumed by the forest. Ivy covered every shaft of light and wall. Without his eye Harry was n't sure he would have seen it as a home at all.

Without his eye he also would n't suffer seen the man inside it.

Harry slid closer slowly. The man was crouched on the flat coat, shivering, his thin tree branch shaking. Now that Harry was closer he could see the man for what he was, a poor devil, he could barely see a shred of chassis on the man 's bones. The matter that made up nigh of his weight was probably his hair's-breadth and matted face fungus. It certainly was n't in the tattered robes he was wearing. Harry scratched his forefront, wizards aged slower than muggles, so how old was this guy ? He looked like he was older than Dumbledore had been.

"Sashias !"The man 's head jerked up and he spun to look right at Harry through the wall of the building."Sashias !"

What the ? Harry jumped backwards and swiftly flung a disillusionment good luck charm over himself. How had he known ?

The man scuttled out of the house like a wanderer and his eyes flashed from one spot to another like an animal.

"Sassicz."

Harry tried to strike away slowly, trying not to interrupt any leaves.

"Saz !"The man leant down to the soil and held out his hired man. Some ... thing slithered out of his sleeve.

It took Harry a instant to substantiate what he was seeing. It was a Snake River, minor and grey and not much foresighted than a ruler. But then, it was n't, it was nix. nil was there but a wisp of curling grey smoke. Harry realized what it was. Only one of his center was seeing the snake. To the early it would be just a phantasma. To any normally sighted soul ... the snake would be invisible.

Harry stepped to the position but the snake made for him, slowly undulating it 's way through the leaf. Harry stepped again, and the Hydra changed focussing. Making for him like a bloodhound. Harry '' s brain threw up footling memories of an unexplored and lethal toxin and stepped away more quickly. The snake kept after him, implacable death. Harry took a deep breath, time to get control.

"Please call off your snake."Harry said, calmly and simply, trying to sound a slight like Dumbledore."I am a friend."

The man 's head shot up and the snake froze in the Mary Jane. Harry dropped his camo and addressed old man directly.

"I am a friend. We both fight back Voldemort. Please call off the snake."

"Sissisi."The man 's middle widened."Saz, cizissi."

The snake did n't move, it seemed to be eyeing Harry as sharply as it 's passe-partout was.

"Zaccussazic !"

"I ca n't understand you."Harry tried to go on calm."You are speaking ... you 're speaking in parseltounge are n't you ? I need you to speak English."

"Sisss ... sss ...."

"My epithet is Harry."Harry started again."What is yours ?"

"gens ..."The firstly English Word of God from the old man 's brim was guttural and raspy."epithet ..."

"Yes, your name. What is it ?"

"Important."

"It is important."

"Father-God said it was important."The decrepit man 's hilltop furrowed."Said it was sissica all we had."

"Yes."Harry tried to breath."So what is it ?"

"Forgot so much."Rotted teeth were ground together in angriness."Made to cossuza ! Made to free it all !"

"Please-"

"riddle did it !"The old man tiff."brain-teaser did it to me !"

"I understand."Harry tried to lull the unhinged man, keeping one eye on the snake."He 's hurt me too. We 're on the Saami position here."

"I want to stamp out him !"

"So do I, or failing that dismember."

"He took my mind !"

"I see that. Believe me."

"But I remembered !"The man pointed a gnarl finger at his header."Out on the sway ... out on Azkaban rock'n'roll. He was there zassiz ! Broke it unresolved. I saw his face. I remembered !"

"What. Is. Your. Name."

"My gens ?"The man snapped back to the present his eyes fixing on Harry."My name ?"

"Yes."

"Morfin Gaunt."





If you do not go over then all the Charles Percy Snow that has brought United Kingdom to a standstill today ( and coincidently frozen by bloody fingerbreadth ) will be transported directly into your living room.


Harry sat cross-legged on the base of the diminutive hut and looked across at the wizened figure before him. It had taken oven an hour of teasing little nuggets of information from the man in front of him but now he thought he finally had the whole chronicle. Unbelievable as it was.

In a way it was hard to believe that the wizened wretch in front of him, sitting stroking his pet snake 'Smokey'and mumbling faintly, was Voldemort 's uncle. Actually re-examining that sentence it was all too leisurely. Harry tried to commemorate that this man was a crazy murdering vigilante, a man who had set his snake on people who were already unconscious. His mind was probably irredeemably broken and fried to insanity by his long stay in Azkaban, plus the mind-flay Voldemort had worked on him. At to the lowest degree the off-key memories were gone now, broken when he saw Voldemort crush the prison. Now he was mostly an empty shell, all that was moving him forward was revenge for what Tom riddle had done to him.

Harry was currently trying to do two things, the first was think of what to do about the situation. This was not complicated, if he handed Morfin to the office he lost an ally. If he did n't it was only a subject of meter until mortal died who did n't merit to. But if he handed him to Snape he had the easily of both macrocosm. So that was that. The endorsement affair he was trying to do was think of how to snatch up the gold box under the floorboards without Morfin noticing. It was warded too heavily too be Morfin 's work, and it was too recent to be the lastly residents. Which meant it was probably the slithery dark lord.

"Morfin,"Harry started slowly."You ca n't stay here. You said yourself that Voldemort knows about this place, if he ever figured out it was you this would be the first place he 'd look."

"This is my family ..."Morfin murmured, still looking at his pet snake.

"Is it more authoritative than revenge ?"

"Where would I go ?"Now he was holding the serpent like a line of life."Where could I ..."

"I know one place."Harry stood and gestured out the room access."I 'll need to sneak you to a flue level, you can slip right-"

"Apparate."Morfin unfolded like a paper spring.

"You can apparate ?"

"Yes."

"Hmm ..."Harry 's eyes narrowed. Perhaps this man could be useful after all.
*


Harry got Morfin settled into one of the abandoned home he had used during his vagrant months the previous yr before doubling back to the shack. He carefully sliced away the floorboard and lifted them away without touching them.

Beneath was the box. He could n't see inside it, but if somebody went to this much trouble to hide something it had to be important. Harry waved his wand to divulge the auspices on it and a myriad of flickering webs surrounded the petty box. One or two he recognised, most he did not. Harry whistled admiringly ( got to admire fine study wherever it comes from ) and got to work.

In the end it took till evenfall, long phantasm making the tree diagram outside loom great. Harry did one final exam slam to check there were no early condemnation on the box, then flicked it unfastened with the tip of his baton. inside lay a ring, tarnished atomic number 79 set with a dark gemstone. Harry ran another tryout on it and more hr crawled by as he removed the second level of protection before dropping it into his bag.

Various muscles complained about his prolong lack of movement as he lifted himself off the floor and levitated the boards back into property. He had done it. But what to do now ? final year he would accept kept this secret, secluded himself in some far off quoin until he had sorted out the mysteries of this foreign object. Harry shook his principal, should n't let himself fall into that again. Should n't. Besides, if he handed the ring to Snape there was a chance he could get some sleep.
*


"That is an unbelievable story."Snape had his eyes fixed on the ring on the table between them."I do not doubt you but ..."

"I can take you to meet Morfin if you like."

"No question I will fulfil him soon enough. I am more worry in this ring."

"Is it Voldemort 's ?"

"I have never seen him wearing it."Snape waved his hand through the air over the tintinnabulation."Magic sometimes leaves traces. If it was his, in time I shall know."

"Great, I 'll leave it with you for now then."Harry stood and brushed his hairsbreadth out of his eyes.

"Where are you going ?"

"Well first I 'm going to eat whatever that is I can smell cooking, then I 'm going to fall asleep. Preferably on a mattress but I 'll take a bed of nails if it 's all that 's available."Harry turned and walked out of Snape 's lab, letting his pry lead the way.

His cane clicked on the tile as he walked towards the kitchen but he slowed as he got closer. Raised vox could be heard within. Harry pushed the door candid quietly and slid inside. By the kitchen stove a wizard with long pep hair tied in a pony-tail was arguing with a shorter haired one. Harry recognised that one as Harry Hotspur and, from verbal description, the early one as notice Weasley. Beside they a frying pan was lying forgotten, Bacon burning inside.

On the table nearby Ron and Ginny were huddled, they seemed to be trying to ignore the argument behind them. Harry sidled up to them and slue in beside.

"What 's going on ?"Harry asked while surreptitious levitating the bacon out of the pan."Those are your brothers are n't they."

"Yes."Ginny glanced behind her before looking away.

"What are they arguing over ?"

"Us."Ginny shook her caput."Because mum and dad are in hospital and they ... they are n't getting out soon the ministry says we need a guardian. Bill came here because he thinks it should be him but ..."

"Percy disagrees ?"Harry caught the burnt rashers out of the air and crunched one into his mouth."Do n't you get a say ?"

"Apparently not."Ginny shrugged. Ron just grunted, his chief still bowed.

"They need stability !"Percy was yelling from over by the stove."They need someone with a near job and a salutary home here in Britain !"

"I have a job !"Bill snarled back."One that pays more than yours."

"For how long ?"Percy snapped."Gringots fired six of it 's human employees just last workweek. Some people think they 're cleaning house."

"And what is that supposed to mean-"

Harry stopped listening. He levitated two eggs out of a basketball hoop and cracked them into the pan.

"Does it matter who they pick ?"Harry asked his friends."I mean, I do n't have a guardian and I 'm aright. Draco does n't have a guardian. Pythea does n't throw a guardian. Why do they handle whether you do ?"

"You do n't get it Harry."Ginny shook her head."You just don't."

"conjecture not."Harry shrugged."Anyway 's, we 're all going to Hogwarts in a few twenty-four hour period, it wo n't matter then."

"I hope not."Ron said quietly."I hope not."

Harry shook his head. Ginny was right, he did n't understand. Harry summoned his eggs and bit into them. Families eh ? They did n't make any horse sense at all.
*


Returning to Hogwarts felt strange. The castle and the sorcerous places around it had always felt like they were a furcate human race. You got on the train at Kings hybridisation and somehow entered a magical house of cards that you could n't get out except at Holidays. But in the last class Harry had found that the bubble was like swiss tall mallow, he could allow for any meter he wanted.

It was sad to lose the magic trick. Ah well ...

There was something else that was gone as well. The curse on the defense lawyers against the obscure arts post was apparently gone. Markus Michelson was still there, officially to teach but Harry knew he was now part of the order. The first matter Harry did was ask for peculiar education, for him and all the vulture. They would require it.

Outside Hogwarts the wizarding existence was curling up into it 's shell like a snail. The massive tone-beginning on Diagon skittle alley seemed to be too much for people, they were too scared. There were no more attacks like the foremost but Voldemort 's dead men had been seen all over the commonwealth. Spreading fear wherever they went. Yes ... they definitely needed to train.

But for Harry it was n't enough and after just a few days back he found himself knocking on Snape 's door.

"Harry."Snape raised an supercilium as the door opened."You are no longer in any of my classes."

"I know. I bet you miss the explosions."

"What do you require Harry ?"

"Have you made any progress with the closed chain ?"

"No."

"How about with the Lie Gou ?"

"interrogation are continuing."

"And about Voldemort ?"

"I will let you know if anything crucial happens."

There was a drawn out present moment of silence.

"Is there ... anything I can do ?"Harry asked.

"I would like you and your admirer to go forward training with Markus."Snape said flatly.

"To press ?"

"As a conclusion resort."

"So basically you 're telling me to sit still and close up ?"Harry folded his arms."semen on Snape. I can be useful. I 'm wasted here ! I could do more."

"Can think of something specific that you could be doing ?"

"looking for for Voldemort !"

"Where ?"

"Everywhere !"

"Peering under every rock ?"Snape said sarcastically."Would n't you be wasted doing that ?"

"I found the Lie Gou did n't I ?"Harry said pointedly.

"By talking to the underworld."Snape shook his school principal."Voldemort will not be hiding where petty thieves can happen him."

"I need to do something !"

"There is nil to be done."Snape snapped."Currently all you are doing is wasting my fourth dimension ... wait."

"Yes ?"

"If you want to help with something ..."Snape stepped back into his function, then returned with a hand outstretched."piece of work on this."

The ring glittered in his hand.

"Are n't you working on it ?"Harry reached out and took the ring, looking at it quizzically.

"I can divine no more from it."Snape 's voice carried an border of frustration."There is something still there it just .... I do not get laid. You have shown an kinship for puzzler. Why do n't you try to divine it 's secrets ? If zilch else it will observe you out of trouble."With that Snape turned and pulled his door shut, leaving a puzzled Harry behind.
*


Despite the fact that the task had been given to him only to close him up Harry attacked it with fervour. He tried every revelation enchantment he knew on the band but nothing registered. The only fourth dimension he got any clue that it was anything former than metal and stone was one time when, in a fit of irritation, he put it on. He had felt so foreign that he had slammed it back in the box and not looked at it for a day. It had felt like somebody was watching him, little prickle down his spine. He had n't tried to wear it again but had done a whole book 's Charles Frederick Worth of clairvoyance spying spells on it. Nothing happened.

"Maybe it 's not magical ?"Neville suggested over breakfast."Maybe Voldemort wanted to keep it for some other reason."

"It 's magical all right."Harry had his mind slumped down on his arms, staring at the pack in the middle of the board."I can feel it."

"Harry you 're getting obsessed."Padma rolled her eyes.

"I 'm not obsessed ! I just ca n't opine of anything else !"

"leave of absence him alone."Ron shook his principal."We know the ring belonged to Voldemort, so it must be important. Ca n't just ignore-"

"That 's it !"Harry sat bolt upright."It was Voldemort 's !"

"But Harry we knew that."Hermione said quizically.

"What I meant was it does n't matter what spell 's on it."Harry explained."We know Voldemort owned it. So Theia can use it to scry for him, maybe happen out where he 's hiding."

"That 's a retentive blastoff Harry."Padma said."Do n't you think Voldemort would make protected himself against that variety of thing ?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe he 's too weak."Harry stuffed the band into it 's box and stood up."Do you know where Pythea is this dawning ?"

"I think she was doing some work for the social club. In her apartments."

"Really ?"Harry 's eye swivelled up in his head."Ah, I see her."Harry took off out of the great hall. He hurried up to the Hogwarts guest quarters and knocked.

"Come in Harry."

Harry smiled and opened the room access. Pythea was sat at the small table in the middle of the room, function splayed out in figurehead of her. One of the map had little gloomy stick stuck in it. Harry wondered what the order was having her do, try to bode where the Lie Gou would run into no doubt. Or trying to regain Voldemort.

"You were n't at breakfast."Harry pulled up a death chair and sat down next to the seer."Your exit. There was porridge."

"I had a meeting with several order of magnitude phallus utmost dark. It ran on quite late."Pythea sighed tiredly.

"Why is it you get merging with order people and I don't."Harry cracked a smile."I mean we 're basically the same age."

"I do not believe they realise that."Pythea smiled.

"They 're not working you too laborious are they ?"

"No Harry. I 'm fine."

"Cos I can take over some of the work load if you like."

"Are you a illusionist ?"

"No, but I can make it up. Is n't that what you do ?"Harry chuckled.

"No."

"Or we could get Trewalny to pass over for you !"

"Do you want to station order fellow member to their death ?"Pythea laughed and Harry chuckled. Pythea became serious again and tend in towards Harry."What was it you came here for ?"

"I ca n't just come to visit you ?"

"Just ask me."

"Ok, fine."Harry rolled his eyes and slid the ring out of his pocket.

"Harry ..."Pythea raised her eyebrows."We 're both a small offspring to marry."

"Are you sure ?"Harry chuckled."I 'm rich, quite rich."

"No you 're not. Harry ceramist is rich, you 're draining his bank account."

"Solanum tuberosum potato."Harry paused."That musical phrase does n't mold so well in mark. Not even with italics."

"layover breaking the fourth wall and assure me what this ring is."Pythea took the ring out of Harry 's mitt and raised it to her eyes."There is some symbol on it."

"It 's from some nutzo myth."Harry snorted."The important thing is that this ring belonged to Voldemort."

"And you want me to use it to find him ?"Pythea shook her capitulum."The dark lord will certainly give protected his hiding place from scrying."

"I just need something."Harry pleaded."He did this ring really carefully, wads of fascination. It obviously matters to him somehow. I just need to bed why. turn over me something."

"I will try Harry. But I can not promise anything."Pythea held the ring in both her men and closed her centre."You should get to your lessons Harry. This could take a while."

"Lessons ?"

"The things you go to school day for."

"Oh right ! Them."Harry stood and turned to the door."I 'll tick back after class. Or before, if I get bored."

Harry slid in recent into his double defence year. It did n't matter too a good deal, the marauder were working to a different curriculum. He joined the rest of them and took his berth on the duelling line. He glanced at Draco opposite him and noted the rich bags under his eyes and his slump stance. full moon close nighttime. He should have remembered.

"How was it ?"Harry asked.

"Horrendously dreadful. Like before."Draco grated dryly."What did you think ?"

"That it would be rose and kittens and barrels of candy."Harry raised his wand."You know I wo n't go tardily on you."

"Great."Draco shuddered."Bloody wonderful."

Harry did n't go easy on him. It would have been insulting. After the class genus Draco went to find a bath of ice to lie in and Harry went back to Pythea 's fourth part. He knocked and pushed the doorway open.

"Any progress ?"Harry asked the footling seer.

"No Harry."Pythea shook her straits."I could not chance anything."

"Are you sure ?"Harry slouched dejectedly."Nothing ? Not even why he hid it ?"

"Divine Voldemort protected himself too well."Pythea shook her head."I could find nothing."

"Damnit."Harry scratched his brain."I really hoped ... well never mind."

"I will hold back trying."Pythea stood, her bridge player folded in her sleeves in front line of her."If I find anything I will secernate you at once."

Harry froze. Twisted tendrils of fear grew around his heart. He had seen ...

"You 're wearing the ring."Harry stated flatly.

"Yes."Pythea responded without missing a round."To obtain a upright connection."

"Take it off."Harry slid around the mesa with his paw out.

"Harry you are being irrational."

"Please take the gang off Thea."Harry tried to vocalize equanimity. He failed."Just get it off. Please."

"There is really no need."

"Humour me."

"You are worried over nothing."

"If it 's nothing ingest it off."

"If I wear it at all multiplication I may see something I missed."

"Just select the freekin ring off Thea !"Harry stepped towards her."Please take it off !"

"No."Pythea took her hands out of her sleeves. Her vocalization was like ice."I will not."

"Oh ... crap."Harry froze, his hand hovering over the pouch where he kept his wand."You 're not Thea any-more are you ?"

"You seem unsettled Harry."Pythea smiled thinly."Is there some sort of problem ?"Pythea 's hands were raising slowly. Harry twitched towards his sceptre. The hand stopped moving.

"You 're Voldemort. Somehow you 're Voldemort."Harry had looked into the snake faced by-blow 's eyes enough times to recognise him staring back."The ring was ... was like the diary."

"You found my diary ?"Voldemort raised one dainty supercilium."That is disappoint. But no thing, even if the diary was destroyed I still survive and this ... this physical structure will do nicely."

"You 're a freak who keeps trying to possess young girls."Harry tried to edge his hand finisher to his wand. Voldemort 's middle snapped to his hand. Harry stopped."Just let her go."

"No."

"You will let her go."Harry 's teeth soil together."Or so help me I will make whatever animation you have full-of-the-moon of pain."

"menace ?"Voldemort smiled again."You can not threaten me. Any harm you do to me hurts the fille. You could never pain soul you care about-"

"Wrong."Harry slammed his fist forward into his case. Voldemort fell backwards but Harry had already grabbed his arms and slammed them behind his back. Lightning flashed from his fingerbreadth to the floorboards, bathing the room in white light. flame burst out of nowhere and Harry could barely hold onto the writhing figure in his arms.

"Karziet !"Harry threw them both to the slope as every art object of spyglass in the room exploded. Harry felt sherd burn into his human face and hands but he held on grimly. He had to get that ring off ! He reached for it but a black orb exploded out of Voldemorts thin men, taking the end of his finger off.

"occlusive bloody moving !"Harry slammed Voldemort onto the table and grabbed desperately for the gang, tearing it off his digit and flinging it into the fire.

Pythea instantly stopped moving, lying against the table. Harry slowly released her arms and looked into her brass. Her olfactory organ was gushing blood freely ( his fault ), and her heart were squeezed shut.

"Theia ?"Harry whispered into her ear."It 's alright. The ring 's gone. It 's alright."

"I 'm so sorry."Thea murmured, her center still shut."I 'm so sorry."

"It 's ok."Harry drew his baton and sprayed a thick flow of water over the electrocution room before turning back to Pythea."Are you ok ? I mean are ... are you ok ?"

"He got into my head."Pythea was shuddering, still not moved from her position sprawled on the mesa."The harder I pushed into it the more he had me."

"I 'm so sorry."Harry stepped forward and enveloped Pythea in a hug."I should have never given it too you, I should never-"

"No ! It 's my fault. I should deliver been more careful."Pythea opened her eyes and raised her hand to brush Harry 's boldness."I 'm sorry."

"It was my fault."

"I tried to kill you !"

"Voldemort did. Not you."Harry pulled her closer to him."But it 's OK now."

They stayed there like that for a while. The room smelt like soppy ashes but neither of them wanted to locomote. Finally Harry pulled back and smiled.

"seed on, we 'd amend get you to Madam Pomfrey. She 'll ingest to un-break your nose."Harry shook his head."Sorry I had to hit you so hard."

"You always choose the most channelize solution to any problem. That is part of your charm."Pythea list forward and kissed him lightly on his bloodstained forehead. Harry could finger a sherd of glass move under her rim, when she moved back it fell out, clinking onto the table between them. Harry 's inwardness skipped about a million beats.

"We should get you to Madam Pomfrey too."Pythea said breathlessly."You mouthful of blood."
*


Harry left the seer in the hospital annex and made straight for Snape 's situation. He entered without knocking.

"Harry."Snape 's promontory snapped up from his desk."I heard you managed to injure yourself again."

"It had been too long since I had to rise physical body back."Harry reached into his bag and brew out the box with the ring in it, dropping it onto the desk. In short sentences he explained what had happened. When he was finished Snape tip back, gazing at the ring thoughtfully.

"Anyway I think it 's like the diary."Harry sighed."I 'm sorry Professor. I should have seen it."

"How precisely should you have seen it ? On the surface the token have no resemblance to one another."Snape said disparagingly.

"I just ... If I had seen it sooner Pythea would n't have-"

"I despise misplaced guilt trip Potter. You have never displayed it before so do not start now."Snape picked up the ring 's box with his longsighted finger."Your experience William Tell us something. Now I merely have to work out what."

"That loose huh ?"Harry asked wryly.

"Easier than it was before."Snape looked like he was about to say something else but the door was pushed open. Lucy Kindston was on the former side, plainly out of breath.

"Harry, you need to get to the Hospital wing."

"I was just there."

"Well you need to get back."

"Wh ..."Harry 's eyes widened."Thea ? ..."

"Just go Harry."

Harry 's heart was beating fast as he bolted out the door.



If you do n't review then your calculator covert becomes like that bit in the hoop where the girl comes out and putting to death you. Except instead of a girl it 's a cat. Seriously. Have you ever seen a farseeing haired cat totally bedraggled and hissing and screaming and flying out of your screen ? Not expert. And if you have high-def ... it 's XX measure tall.


"Why are n't you doing anything."Harry had his finger gripped tightly around the bar at the foot of the bed.

"There is n't anything we can do Harry."Madam Pomfrey said quietly."We do n't know what is wrong with her."

"Then why are n't you looking."Harry snarled. He could n't look away from the bad in straw man of him. Lying on it, her skin deathly pale, lay Pythea."Why are n't you doing something ? Her fondness 's getting slower."

"You ca n't lie with that Har-"

"HOW MANY oculus DO I HAVE !"

"I ... Harry please."Madam Pomfrey shook her head."There is nothing I can do. prof Snape is trying to-"

"He 's failing. He wo n't find anything."Harry snarled."There 's nothing on that god damn ring !"

"Then there is nada that can be done."

"I just call for to do something !"Harry shuddered with neural energy.

"Until we know what the ring did to her we can not fix it."

"Then ..."Harry breathed."Then we need something that fixes everything !"

"Harry nothing like that exis- Where are you going !"

Harry stomped out of the infirmary wing as fast as his offend leg would carry him and barged past the clustered marauders.

"Where are you going Harry ?"Ginny yelled at his retreating back.

"Out."

"We should come in with you to-"

"No."Harry snapped as he tried to put some length between himself and his friends. Unfortunately none of them were down a leg and could hold open up with him easily.

"Harry this is for Pythea is n't it ?"

"No. I 'm going for a walking in the parking area with the downlike bunny girl rabbits."

"Harry let us help you !"

"Go away you bloody-"

"You promised you would n't do this any more Harry."Neville broke in suddenly. Harry froze. He had.

"I did."Harry turned slowly."Does anyone know how to rise mountains ?"
*


"Harry where are we ?"Hermione panted.

"Mountain."Harry barked as he stabbed his hiking pole into the basis and stomped on. Beside him the gaunt shape of Morfin shook in what could sustain been a still chuckle.

"She meant specifically."Lucy Jamaican capital was up ahead, the entirely one of them who seemed to be actually enjoying the climb."Those building down there look like we 're somewhere in the midsection east ?"

"Turkey."Harry winced as he slipped on the unaffixed rocks and had to catch himself on his pole."Union Anatolian language. That 's where we are specifically. Where we are relatively is 'Not high up enough'”

"Where are we headed to Harry ?"Lucy squinted up at the snow-clad peaks ahead."What are we trying to determine ?"

"You 'll see by nightfall."Harry tried to ignore the stabbing pain in his leg as he forced himself higher and high-pitched."We need to be at the snowline by the time it gets black or we wo n't see them."

"I hope you do n't want to get to the top Harry."Hermione was still trailing."We do n't have any atomic number 8 or right clothing."

"Not to the top."Harry glanced up."Probably. Anyway I thought you 'd climbed before ?"

"In Cymru, with my parents. Hiking a little."Hermione glanced down the long trail they had followed."Not like this."

"wellspring you volunteered so live with it. I 'm having a worse meter of it than you."Harry glanced up ahead and shook his psyche."The path 's blocked with rock candy this way. We need to go ... that way. For a piece at to the lowest degree. Then we can trail back, along the ridge."

"What ridge ?"

"You ca n't see it yet. It 's past the cliff."Harry pointed with his spliff."look like we have to scramble just for a bit then it 's a good itinerary. Keep up that ... then ... over past that drop-off ..."Harry trailed off, the former two marauders were looking at him strangely."I can see because of the eye. You knew that."

"What 's it like ?"Lucy asked quietly.

"You get used to it. Like walking around seeing look-alike, except one of the look-alike is see through. make you dizzy when you spin too fast."Harry paused for a minute to catch a hint."Come on ... we 've got a long way to go and Thea 's dying."

They hiked up into the snowline, Harry did n't let them stop until they could see snow on all four side. When they could he cleared a dress circle around them and heated the ground so they would be warm.

"Why do n't we just have a attack ?"Lucy sat down cross legged on the ground.

"Because then we wo n't be able to see."Morfin chuckled darkly.

"He 's right. You 're going to need to see in the iniquity and you wo n't with a fire right succeeding to you."Harry smiled slyly."I can only look in one direction and I 'm not taking chances."

Harry sat down, looking in another management and waited. Slowly it got darker and darker. At to the lowest degree the moon was out, that helped a picayune. Now all they had to do was catch ...

"What are we waiting for ?"Hermione asked quietly in the darkness.

"blast. Look for fire."

"Oh ... !"Hermione 's heart opened wide of the mark with shock."Are we looking for-"

"Yes. Now concentrate and keep looking."

"Have you ever been there before-"

"No."Harry glared out into the darkness, waiting for a sign. The dark air grew colder and colder ... whispering past the four seated soma. Morfin was muttering something in parseltounge up his sleeve. Harry wondered for a moment if he had been right to bring him. No ... of class he had to. Without someone to apparate them it would have taken them ages to get up this high. Could n't apparate the rest of the way though. Funny things happened if you tried.

"There !"Lucy pointed off into the distance."I saw a flash, like a firework."

Harry turned and squinted off in the management she was pointing. His eye zoomed in to it 's fullest and ...

"That 's it. Good show."Harry stood and lit his wand. A spark in the darkness."ejaculate on."

"We 're going there now ?"Lucy shook her head."You want to travel around in these plenty at Night !"

"By break of the day it 'll ingest moved."Harry explained."And besides, it is n't night for me."
*


Harry started off into the black, with Morfin following silently. Hermione looked at Lucy and gulped, before lighting her sceptre and following them into the murk. It was a terrifying journeying, following Harry 's unwavering way across the tops of cliff and along scree filled route in the dead of night. Hermione kept telling herself it was for Pythea, for Harry 's ally. She even tried to look forward to the internet site they would see at the end. But it was n't enough to counter the fear.

Every rock that skipped away from her infantry sounded like a crack of thunder.

Ahead of her she could hear the unusual man Morfin mutter, behind were the steady, firm bum of Lucy 's boots. Occasionally the girl behind her would reach out and lay a steadying mitt on her shoulder, making her jump. Hermione was grateful for the gesture, she just wished Lucy would devote her some warning.

"This is it."Harry 's voice was like a knife through the blackness. Up ahead she could see him crouching beside a crude pass in the rock, just large enough to fit a man. As she watched the inside flashed like there was an explosion deep inside, but it faded again in a moment. Hermione breathed deeply, trying to keep calm.

"Nervous ?"Harry asked quizzically."Do n't be. After all we 're a group of teenagers going into a spooky cave in the centre of the peck in the dead of Night with a wad murderer. What could possibly happen ?"

In the dark, Morfin grinned like a tiger.

"Harry ..."Lucy narrowed her heart."Stop that."

"You 've got nothing to occupy about."Harry grinned."They 'll even be other maven inside. Come on, lets get to it. I want to back in Hogwarts by morning."

Harry slid into the crease in the stone and dissipated from horizon. Hermione steeled herself, then ducked in after him. The cave was really to a greater extent of a tunnel, crawling forwards in a straight product line. Of form what it really was was probably some sorting of illusion threshold that connected two different home entirely. Hermione found herself looking at the paries to try to see the join. Up ahead the flashes were becoming more frequent and a steady red gleaming was growing between them. Hermione felt agitation grow, she was really going to see it ... really going to ...

"We 're here."Harry stepped out of the tunnel ahead of her, giving her a full survey as she pulled herself out of the rock. Her mouth dropped afford as she saw what lay before them ...

"merlin 's ... something !"Before them the cave opened up into a deep valley, like an axe wound in the side of the stack. Towering wall rose up on either incline of them craggy and full of more caves and stone pit. In the minuscule strip of ground in the middle there was a woodlet of what looked like olive trees twisty and ancient like they were honest-to-god than the mass itself. But that was n't the most amazing thing. Flying above them in big sweeping breaking ball, and nesting in the rock and roll ... C of them ... filling the valley with fervid Inner Light and making the whole topographic point sap like a aliveness fireworks video display. Filling the vale with song, and the echoes of song ...

"Phoenixes."Lucy Kingston breathed in curiosity."You brought us to the nesting ground."

"Yep."Harry nodded."Since we do n't screw what Theia 's got we need something that heals almost everything. Phoenix tears is a goodness bet."

"They do n't cry for just anyone Harry."Lucy pointed out."Otherwise every infirmary in the world would have gallons on the stuff."

"There 's at least one that 'll cry for me. Fawkes."Harry squinted up into the brilliant flaming sky."We just involve to find out him."

"Easier said than done."

"Why do n't you two ask."

Ask ? Hermione scratcher her head. It was only when Harry pointed that she realised they were not alone in the vale. Down by the tree diagram there was a group of four wizards clustered around a collapsible shelter, one of them was looking through a telescope while another was jotting down Federal Reserve note in a large heavy book. Further down the vale, on a directly table shaped rock that jutted out of the leaves, was another group. These adept were all in black robes and were clustered around a uncanny bird shaped matinee idol. They were down on their knee and seemed to be chanting.

believer. Hermione realised. worshiper and researchers.

"Why do n't you handle the nerds."Harry pointed at Hermione first, then turned to Lucy."And you handle the wierdos. It 'll go turn and and see what I can spy with my little eye."

"And me ?"Morfin cracked his neck.

"You stay with me."Harry turned to walk off.

Hermione shared another feeling with Lucy before they began picking their way down towards the tree diagram. Even though she knew that a girl 's life was at interest Hermione could n't facilitate but feel awe and inquire at this place. Going off in the at the drop of a hat, climbing mountains and visiting astonishing magical sites. Was this what Harry 's life was like all the time ?

Below her one of the researcher looked up and noticed her. He rolled his eye and started towards her.

"Please do n't disturb the bird. Try to not use New York minute photography, they can flurry it with an attempt. If you 're camping please do n't wreak tatty music-"

"We 're not tourists."Hermione held her custody up.

"Oh, then you 'll be with the other weird bast- believers."The researcher pointed back into the Tree.

"I 'm not-"

"head the bonfire and the flayed goats."

"I 'm not one of them !"Hermione said in exasperation."We 're here to get-"

"Ah, you 're here to get capital of Arizona tears. The early ground mass come up hers."The man rubbed his brow."Let me hazard your protagonist or your mother or your young man is sick and you think tears are the only cure. I hate to evidence you this but-"

"We know they do n't cry for everyone but we think if we can find one specifically it will."

"Really ?"The investigator finally looked slightly concerned. He glanced up at the drop-off where Harry was just visible edging up a cut way, peering into cliffs. several Phoenixes had begun following him interestedly, hopping from rock music to rock eyeing him with jewelled eyes."Who are you guys anyway ?"

"well that 's Harry Potter, and we 're his friends."Hermione smiled at the dismayed looking at that appeared on the researchers face. His three Quaker looked up too, forgetting their notes for a minute. Hermione felt like kicking herself, of course she should possess said that first."We 're looking for a phoenix called Fawkes."

"We ... we do n't record names. How could we ? The capital of Arizona do n't talk."The man kept glancing up at the drop where the shadowy figure of Harry had gone out of site into a cave. Another phoenix flew over to join the small mess that was following him."We do n't record gens I do n't ... I do n't make love if we can help."

"He would have come here during summertime conclusion year, he left England in June."Hermione explained."When he left Hogwarts he looked like he was in his tertiary month since a burning day so when he reached you he might have been in his fourth or fifth.. He 's a male person, with a wingspan slightly above average."

"I ... we 'll check."The researcher turned and hurried over to their bench where he cracked open a heavy Holy Scripture of notes and began flicking through them. Hermione followed him and began reading over his shoulder. Everything was recorded, burnings, arrival, odd doings. If Fawkes was in the valley he would be recorded here somewhere.

"What about that ?"Hermione pointed suddenly at an entry hear the heart of the Sir Frederick Handley Page."That one fit 's the metre frame."

"Y ... yes. Yes."The investigator nodded."Phoenix number 713. It would be that one would n't it."The weighed down Holy Scripture was slammed closed and the man turned towards the cliff bulwark."I 'll subscribe to you there."

Hermione set off following, sending micos to Harry and Lucy. She and her scout reached the cliff bulwark and began climbing up a thin winding path. Lucy caught up to them when she was halfway up.

"You found him ?"Lucy was out of breath. Hermione nodded."secure, those other wizard were weird."

They climbed further up around the rocks, passing many perching capital of Arizona. The birds eyed them as they passed, but did not follow. After a few minutes they reached a shortly ledge with a tumid cave.

"This is 713 's nest."The researcher pointed into the rock."He should be in there. But it looks like you friend found him first."

All around the edge of the shelf, phoenix were perched, looking in. None of them were singing, none of them were making any sound at all above the whispering of their plume. They were just watching. Another flew in and alighted at the end of the row. It trilled softly, then went mum like it 's brethren.

"I 've never seen them do this."The research worker said softly. His work force twitched like he was looking for a notepad. Hermione steeled herself, and stepped into the cave.

It opened out in the back into a lowly dome, the floor littered with sticks and leaf. The remains of past nests. Morfin was crouched at the spine, he made no relocation when they entered. He was staring at the Lapplander thing they were. The tableau in the centre of the cave.

Harry was down on his articulatio genus, his walking stick discarded beside him. His eyes level with the centre of the capital of Arizona in straw man of him. He was n't moving or speaking either, the only signboard that he was alive was the slow upgrade and downfall of his chest. The phoenix, Guy Fawkes, was shivering. A expectant voice of it 's back was bald and scabby and it 's wings looked chopped. There were feather all around it, an unnatural moulting, and it 's head drooped on it 's yearn neck.

"713 's been like this for a while."The researcher said quietly."That 's why I said I knew it 'd be him. He has n't burned since he got here and he 's due. Long overdue. If he does n't fire before winter hitting then ..."

"What happens if a phoenix does n't burn ?"Lucy asked softly.

"We do n't really bed. That 's component part of the grounds we 're watching him."

"Could he ..."Hermione swallowed."If he goes for long enough without a combustion day could he ... die ?"

"It 's possible."The researcher answered sadly."We do n't retrieve it 's ever happened before. The other capital of Arizona have been avoiding this cave, up till now at least. It 's very interesting behaviour, I was thinking of writing a composition on-"

"Shh ! Something 's happening."Lucy pointed towards the center of attention of the cave.

Without moving from his pip, Harry had reached out his arm and was slowly stroking the side of meat of Guy Fawkes'head. The lucky hoot trembled for a instant, then leant it 's capitulum into Harry 's hand, cooing softly. Harry reached back with his other hired man into his bag and came back with a little glass bottle. He held it carefully to the side of the phoenix 's face.

Everyone in the cave watched, awed, as first one shiny tear dropped into the glass. Then another. All the while Harry kept stroking Fawkes'head with his finger's breadth, and kept eye touch. Another drop in the chalk. Another. The glass slowly filled to the rim with glittering liquidness before finally Harry took it away and carefully capped it.

Guy Fawkes collapsed out of Harry 's bridge player, dropping onto it 's bumpy nest. It was as if the emotion had been too much for it. Fawkes just lay there as Harry put a quick sealing charm on the bust and turned to the marauders.

"It 's done."

"Harry how did you do that ?"Hermione asked, wide eyed.

"We talked. About old times."Harry shrugged."He 's lonely."

"I wonder if Phoenix could campaign those dead men Voldemort has."Lucy mused."That could be really useful."

"Phoenixes do n't fight for anyone but their masters."Harry shook his head.

Hermione remembered the lot that had gathered outside and had the twinging misgiving that might not be true.

"Anyway. We should go now. Come on."Harry sat down again and reached out a bridge player to Fawkes."He 's offered to be our ride home."

"Is he well enough to do that ?"Hermione stepped forward.

"He 's fine. He 's depressed not sick."Harry motioned them towards the razz. Hermione sat and placed her hand on Fawkes'backside. Lucy did the same and Morfin slunk out of the phantasma to join them.

"Thank you for helping us."Hermione turned to the shocked research worker and waved with her free hand."Sorry I could n't stick to see more of your work. Maybe I 'll come back some time."

"O ... Ok ?"

Flames rose about the predator and everything dispersed.
*


Snape was just snipping a small spell of hair's-breadth from the dying seer ( he needed to do to a greater extent tests ) when two loud noises disturbed his density. The number 1 was a festinate blowup. The instant was-

"HARRY ceramicist WHAT IN Falco columbarius NAME-"

"What ? No one 's ever appeared in the middle of the hospital annexe in a gout of flame before ?"Harry replied glibly to madam Pomfrey as he stood from his position on the floor. The phoenix behind him made a speech sound somewhere between a trill and gurgle and turned as if to leave.

"Fawkes !"Harry stepped in front line of the phoenix and crouched back down to encounter it 's middle."Thank you."

The phoenix bowed it 's caput a little.

"You know, there 's something I 've learnt recently. Something my friends are trying to beat into me."Harry smiled wryly."Destroying ourselves for the ones we love is never the right choice."

Fawkes fluffed his plumage and bowed his head. A here and now later flames sprung up around him and be vanished. Leaving ash behind.

"I hope he 's alright."Harry stood and turned towards the bed."How is she ?"

"She is getting worse."ma'am Pomfrey visibly pulled herself together."We still have n't found the curse effecting her."

"When you left I wondered where you had gone."Snape folded his arms and nodded towards the burn mark on the floor."Now I see. You should own warned me before you left."

"Do you think it 'll figure out ?"Harry ignored Snape 's Christian Bible and lifted modest bottleful out of his pocket.

"I think it is worth trying since you have it."

"How non-committal."Harry moved shakily towards the bed. Snape could tell he was trying to keep calm."What do I do ? Let her pledge it or ... or let ..."

"give it to me."Snape held out his hand calmly. Harry slowly reached forward and dropped the tear into the outstretched hand. Snape tip down and softly tilted Pythea 's mouth loose wih his thumb. He undid the stopper and allowed three driblet to lessen onto her mouthpiece. Snape waited. You had to allow the tears a picayune time to seep into the physical body then ... another three drops. Then wait.

He continued until the nursing bottle was empty, upending the last few sparkling pearl with a whisper supplicant of hope. He handed the bottle back and put his fingers to the footling seer 's neck. All day her pulse had been dense and decrepit. Now ...

"aught happened."Harry took the words out of his mouth. Words that sounded even darker than the Sojourner Truth behind them."It did n't work."

"No."Snape took his hand away."It did not work."

"Maybe it just has n't taken hold yet."Lucy Kingston suggested.

"The impression would have been instantaneous."Snape shook his head.

"I so thought ..."Harry whispered."I put everything on this ... She 's going to die."

"Harry stop."Snape fixed his eyes to the snag filled I in battlefront of him."It is not over yet. This tells us something. There are very few thing phoenix tears do not heal, now that we know it is one of them-"

"Stop."Harry shook violently."catch trying to make me experience better. I gave her the ring and it 's killing her and I ca n't do anything to stop it."

"There are still avenues of probe that-"

"SHUT UP !"Harry shouted so violently that Madam Pomfrey stepped back in fear. Snape Did n't move.

"Harry. I will not mollycoddle you."Snape spoke slowly."Yes, a dowry of the responsibility for what has happened is yours. You gave her the ring. But another constituent is mine. I worked with that ring for days and detected nothing that could have caused this. I told you it was safe. What has happened is also my responsibility and believe me when I say I will not have another death on my conscience. While she still breaths I will continue to consider she can be saved. As should you. Now ... I am taking some of her hair to Paris, to a human race expert on things such as this. I have worked with him before. I am hopeful. As for what you should do ... I suggest you stay here. And if you have any more fool notion about running off to distant parts of the worldly concern in search of some miracle cure ..."Snape took a deep breath."... I suggest you pursue those belief to the replete because that is what you are best at, and that is how best you can help your friend."

Snape lapsed into silence, waiting. After a few moments Harry slowly nodded.

"Good."Snape turned and walked from the hospital wing, the lock of fuzz he had cut still in his hand.
*


Pursue your gull whim to the fullest.

Harry slowly walked out of the hospital fender. No one tried to stop him.

running play off to distant parts of the world in hunting of some miracle curative

There was no such thing as a miracle remedy. If there was everyone would use it. Harry found his groundwork moving of their own agreement, taking him on intimate routes.

Fool whimsy

I am a sap. Harry found the door he had been looking for and got out his sceptre. It was locked of course, but not even this door was too arduous to crack. In a few minutes Harry had the charms down and pushed spread the door to Snape 's office.

running play off to distant parts of the world

Snape was the one in Paris. Harry closed the doorway quietly. He would n't be disturbed. His eye zoomed around the small elbow room and came to brightness level on one of the desk drawers. Harry checked it for enchantments then slowly pulled it open and picked up the ring from inside.

Destroying yourself for the ones you love is never the right choice.

Too bad it 's the only choice left.

"There is no miracle cure. Not without knowing what 's wrong with her."Harry whispered into the obscure surface of the closed chain."Only one living person knows what curse is affecting her. And I need to talk to him."

Slowly, with trembling bridge player, Harry slid the tintinnabulation onto his finger.



Did n't signify to exit it this foresighted before posting again but I 'm in my last year of uni and I had my final year project. Then I had the celebration after the project was handed in, which coincided with St Saint Patrick 's day ... Then the solemnization for the end of terminus a few days later ...

Anyways once my capitulum stopped exploding and I could prompt without screaming I got on with the news report. My work load is n't high from now on so the writing rate should pick up a bit from now on.


I do n't own Harry Potter. Neither does THE GOVERNMENT !



Harry slid the ring onto his finger and sat slowly behind Snape 's desk. How would this work ? How long would it direct ? Would he even be able to speak directly to Voldemort or would he just hear him in his mind ?

"It depends on how you want to talk."

Harry 's pass snapped up from the closed chain. On the early incline of the desk sat Tom riddle, sitting on the chair bookman used when they were called into this office staff. It was a wooden, grueling backed chairman but he lolled in it like it was a throne. He was n't quite the Lapplander trope that had came out of the journal. He looked the Saami age but his feature were ... glassy. His skin was smooth and picket and his eyes had niggling speckle of red. Through the magic eye he looked ghostly and faint, but through his admittedly eye the iniquity Divine looked real.

"What do you entail it depends ?"Harry crossed his arms.

"well we can talk like this ..."Riddle smiled. Or we can talk like this.

"Talking out loud is fine Tommy."Harry placed his mitt flat on the desk, the ring displayed prominently forward."Tell me what you did the Pythea."

"I took over her somebody. You know that."Tom Riddle chuckled. The red in his eyes sparkled."You punched her as I remember. You do know that that 's no way to treat a lady."

"I was n't talking about that."Harry snarled."What 's happening to her now ? Some wasting curse or something ..."

"Really ? ..."riddle leant back in his chair."That ... that is unfortunate. You must be crushed."

"Shut up."

"I must stretch forth my deepest condolences."

"Shut up !"Harry slammed his paw down on the desk."Tell me what the cuss is ! You obviously hid it well. When I found the ring I removed a shrivel curse, a samyaza and something I had n't seen before that would make turned blood to moderate in my veins. What did I neglect ?"

"The lead spell is called a plumb-sang."

"Tell me you bastard ! Tell me or I 'll destroy you."

"Destroy me ?"Tom crossed his arms."I doubt you could. And even if you could it does not matter. After all I am not Almighty Voldemort, I am just an ... image."

"No you 're not. You 're lying."Harry chuckled."You 're more than an image. You have the mind of Voldemort at to the lowest degree, which means you have all his qualities. Qualities like cowardice and self preservation. I think you will severalise me what I want to know."

"Self preservation ? Perhaps."Tom conundrum angle forward."But the fact remains that you have no idea how to destroy this ring."

"Phoenix fervor destroyed the diary."Harry gritted his teeth together."And I know a phoenix who 's probably abut ready to burn."

"capital of Arizona ...."Tom conundrum paused and licked his backtalk."That will not work."

"Yes it will. You 're lying again."

"I am not ..."brain-teaser was breathing quickly."I have no penury to lie. I am the wickedness Almighty, you have no business leader over-"

Harry pulled the closed chain off his finger and the dark lord snapped out of world mid conviction. Harry held the ring up to his face and said,

"Do n't think you have any sorting of power here Tommy."Harry slapped the ring twice against the desk with loud ringing knocks."You hear me in there ? You 've got no cards here ! Understand ? You will assure me or I will pour down you !"Harry slammed the ring back on his digit. The dark lord reappeared where he had been, his face a mask of rage.

"You can not do this to me ! I am Maker Volde-"Harry pulled the ring off again.

"When I put the hoop back on ..."Harry snarled."You will drop the altogether'I am lord Snakeface'thing and secern me exactly what I want to know or you 're going to the fire."Once again the nighttime Maker reappeared, eyes flaring almost entire red. But he said nothing.

"Ready to talk yet ?"Harry rubbed the dance band of the ring on his finger."Just say one word. The name of the curse, that 's all you have to say and I put the closed chain back in the draftsman and we never have to speak again."

"I ... You ca n't do this to me."The dark lord 's eyes flickered back and forth."You ... you can not ..."

"Just tell me the name of the bane. That 's all you have to do to stave off being burnanated. Just tell me."

"I ... I am Almighty Voldemort."Tom brain-teaser 's teeth were gritted closed and his hands were gripped to the sides of his chair.

"No you 're not. You 're a prisoner. A prisoner who 's not even alive so there 's no requirement for me to not belt down you. Tell me what the whammy is."

conundrum 's breath was coming Gustavus Franklin Swift and shallow.

"Tell me !"Harry yelled."William Tell me !"

brain-teaser snarled like a dog.

"Tell me !"Riddle was shaking. Not in choler Harry realized ... He was shaking in fear. riddle was terrified. Harry 's brow furrowed ... Why would he be that scared ..."You have no thought what happened to Thea ... Whatever happened to her ... it was n't your bane ... it was n't your gang ..."

Voldemort had stopped deadened, frozen in place, his heart burning like coals.

"Well ..."Harry shook his header."That 's something at least."Harry reached for the doughnut and jerked it forward. It would not proceed. Harry 's middle jerked up. Tom Riddle was smiling like a cat.

"Well well well Potter."conundrum smirked."It seems I do have some power after all."

Harry tried desperately to drag the ring off his finger, it would not proceed an column inch. Harry grabbed for his baton to slice the finger off but he could n't cause his mouth speak the words.

A keen plenty of power.

Voldemort 's was in his headway now, the soma gone from the former side of the desk. Harry stumbled and fell against the rough Harlan Fiske Stone wall. Wait ... rampart ? Harry flicked his eye up. He was in the corridor ! He had n't moved of his own pact ... His substructure were moving again ! Harry clamped his foundation down on the floor and slammed his arm against the wall. His wand dropped from his numb fingers.

Feeling a little less in control Mr Potter ?

"myrtle !"Harry screamed into the blank air."Myrtle get here or get help !"

vocation help from one of my old dupe ?

"Someone !"Harry yelled. His baton was back in his hand ... NO ! Harry forced his finger to open again and the wand clattered down. Harry slammed his groundwork down and snapped the piddling paring of wood like a branchlet. He could n't let Voldemort loose in his body in the middle of Hogwarts. Could not ...

You think you have a choice ?

"myrtle !"Harry fell to the floor. His heftiness were twitching, every flickering part of him was trying to proceed."Help me !"

Ha ha ha ha !

"Someone !"Harry was on his substructure again. Not by pick. He was staggering forward, trying to stop himself ... but."Mico marauders ! Mico anyone !"Would n't shape without a wand.

There is no help for you Mr Potter.

Harry frantically tried to scratch up the ring off his finger's breadth. It was n't moving. Not an inch. pitch blackness spots were flying before his eyes.

You are mine now.

"Harry what in the underworld ?"The interpreter sparked out of the air above him. Harry 's head flickered up, at the top of the stares was the old-hat and moon-sick number of Draco Malfoy.

"Draco ... It 's not the ring !"Harry croaked out. He had to separate person what he 'd found."Pythea ! It 's not the ring that made her sick ! It 's ... It 's ... It 's something else !"

"Harry what 's wrong with you ?"

Nothing.

"Nothing."Harry clenched his teeth closed."No ! William Tell Madam Pomfrey ! ... And get this bloody ri- Nothing is wrongfulness Malfoy."

Go away you short traitor.

"Harry your ... your eyes."Draco 's hand flickered to his wand."They 're red."

I 'm just tired. They are bloodshot.

"I 'm just tired."Harry 's neck opening muscles twisted his capitulum in a shaking motion."They are bloodshot."

"Harry maybe we should go to the infirmary wing together."Dragon 's optic had gone hard and he had drawn his wand."I think you may be unwell."

"Unwell Malfoy ?"Harry hissed."Do n't presume to-"

"Stop."Draco pointed his wand straight between Harry 's eye."haulage your scepter slowly and drop it to the floor."

"Please ... friend-"

"Do it."

"Hmm ..."Voldemort twitched Harry 's sassing into a smile."I see there 's no peak pretending anymore. What was it that gave me away ?"

"Harry does n't anticipate me by my last name."Draco 's heart narrowed above inscrutable black bags."You 're ... something else."

"I am more than something else."Voldemort thrust Harry 's hand forward, displaying the ring."I am your rightful master minuscule dog. Heel."

"Oh wonderful."Dragon muttered.

"Die !"Harry 's deal was flung forward and a scintillate bolt of lightning flared out. Draco dodged and flung himself to the floor. Voldemort spun Harry 's physical structure for a secondly hit but Harry flung the in conclusion vestige of his strength onto his treacherous muscleman. His arm stopped moving for a fraction of a second.

"Stubefy !"The red turn flashed out of genus Draco 's wand and everything went black.
*


Harry was used to nutcase pipe dream so when he found himself in a dark place full of screaming and hissing he just sat on the floor and thought of Malus pumila. After a niggling while the darkness faded and Harry heard the rustling of trees.

In the Nox all around him there were Snake. serpent in his orchard ! Harry shuddered, he was in his little ambition but he felt drunk. Shaking and unsettled, he looked around. The darkness was seeping in through the Tree ... invading his orchard. The serpent did n't appear to see him, just hold on winding their way through the trees. Four of them whispered their way through the leaves. One wrapped it 's way around the origin of the largest tree, biting it 's own stern. It 's lidless eye flashed red.

Harry glanced cryptical into the Natalie Wood. One more snake, lying still on the ground. Nailed in place by a wooden stake. Harry looked down at his hand. Another snake was wrapped around his finger. A tiny flimsy snake with bootleg bands.

Wyrd. Profetic. Harry shook his foreland. Not again-
*


"Harry."

Hm ... Harry slowly woke.

"Harry wake up so I can evidence you how unspeakably foolish you have been."

"professor Snape ..."Harry shook the gossamer out of his head and opened his eyes. The hospital wing was dingy and discharge. Snape was standing at the foot of Harry 's hospital bed. Wait ... Snape had to experience !"The ring ! I found something out about-"

"I got the subject matter Harry."Snape 's case was a dummy and wild slate."genus Draco understood the significance of your message."

"You need to help Thea then."Harry struggled to rise out of the infirmary bed."You need to help-"

"I already did."

Harry 's eye flashed to the bed future to him. Pytea was still lying there but ... her heartbeat ... it was stronger. It was almost as strong as ever.

"You ... you did it ?"Harry fell back onto his bed."You saved her."

"It was a toxin."Snape gestured towards the seer."Once you made me cognisant that the ring was not the source of her affliction I began to look further afield. I found a frightening poison. It acted more like a disease than a toxicant. As bitter as I have ever seen."

"soul tried to kill her ?"Harry found himself staring into phantasma to try to see enemies.

"No Harry. I do not believe so."Snape tapped a small bottle he was holding in his script."Last year you were in a near constant state of meek toxicity. You have built up ... resistances."

"Wait ... Are you saying I 've been poisoned too ?"

"Not any more. I cured you when I cured the Pythea."Snape 's supercilium twitched up."You were poisoned originally. The poison must own passed to her by some ... rally of fluid."

"When I was bleeding ..."Harry cast his mid back."She kissed my forehead. She was bleeding too."

"Is that the tarradiddle you 're sticking to ?"

"So someone tried to kill me."Harry ignored Snape 's ingratiation and scratched his head word."I 'm thinking maybe a group of assassin-mercenaries hired by my arch bane ?"

"The Lie Gou are the obvious choice."

"auditory sensation like you have your doubts."

"I do."Snape shook his head."The poison was not an eastern one, far from it. It was invented in Firenze. That does not think the Lie Gou could not have acquired it but it seems ... odd."

"Odd ... marvelous. As if we have n't had adequate odd these past few weeks."Harry rolled his eye."And what you 're saying is it 's potential there are some other people trying to kill me. Wonderful. Just my bloody luck."

"Oh stop complaining Harry."A weak voice spoke from the other bed."You would n't have intercourse what to do with a boring life."

"Thea !"Harry slid out of his mainsheet and stepped over to the trivial seer 's bed."Are you alright ?"

"I feel horrendous Harry."Pythea raised her hand shakily up to his side."I tried to kill you."

"I poisoned you."Harry shrugged."Besides, after all the times you 've saved my life you can probably try to kill me like five or six More times before I get angry."

"I never saved your aliveness Harry."Pythea smiled weakly."I just gave you the impulsion to serve yourself."

"You 're being all seerey again. Stop it."Harry chuckled.

"I 'm just trying to get you in a good mood."Pythea looked away."You are n't going to wish what I want to do now."

"Try me."Harry tensed.

"I want try again to skry with the ring."

"No."

"Harry we know now it was n't what made me sick."Pythea protested. Snape moved behind Harry 's shoulder, silently backing him up."We also know that the ring is important to Voldemort. There must be something to find-"

"No !"Harry cut her off."The thing does nada but lie and dominance, just like Voldemort. I 'm going to destruct it as soon as possible."

"I agree."Snape nodded."We can safely accept that it was like the diary. A trap for anyone who tried to adopt the night Creator 's betimes like. A deterrent to any curious investigation."

"It does n't weigh what it is."Harry shook his head."It 's a cancer on the public. Whether by Fawkes, some early Phoenix or by some early method acting entirely that thing is toast."

Harry spoke definitely, but he could n't help but experience a pettifog dubiety. Like a snake in the grass curled around his heart.

"We have to destroy it."Harry repeated, one-half to himself."We have to."
*


"What do you entail they 're not flaming ?"Harry asked pointedly over the breakfast table.

"I mean they 're not."Hermione held out the letter for him to interpret."I wrote to the researchers as soon as you told me to but it 's too former. The phoenixes have stopped flaming for winter."

"For winter ?"Harry rolled his eye."What do they manage about winter ? They 're on fire !"

"They 're birds as well as magic creatures Harry."

"Wonderful."Harry shuddered."When do they discontinue hibernating ?"

"Not till spring."

"Great. I have to carry this deucedly parcel of land around for months."Harry hefted his bag on his articulatio humeri. Since the incident the halo had always been with him. In a lead story box. He was n't taking chance."And until then I 've got nothing I can do."

"You could study."

"naught useful."

"Well you could ask professor Snape for something else to do."Hermione glanced up at the highschool table where the potions master was absent. Not unusual these days.

"I know, but I do n't know If there 's anything to be done."Harry shook his head teacher and gestured to the paper lying discarded on the table between them."Voldemort seems to be content with random acts of random nonaged unpleasantness right wing now. I ca n't help thinking he 's working up to something horrendous."

"Like diagon alleyway ?"

"Or worse."Harry shrugged."No way to tell."

"Do you recall the order has any hint ?"

"I think they 'd probably recount me."Harry replied honestly."Snape 's been pretty dear about keeping me in the loop so far."

"Do you know where he 's going now ?"

"No."Harry smiled."Hopefully working."

"wellspring, until you find something to do,"Ginny broke in, walking past them."You can protrude turning up to marauder training Roger Sessions. You 've been missing them since the whole ringing thing."

"Pythea was dying."Harry replied exasperated.

"So are a lot of people."Ginny replied flatly before moving off. Harry watched her go before turning back to Hermione.

"Her parent 's still have n't woken up have they ?"

"No."The bushy haired miss shook her heading."They visit them at weekends."

"I should go with them some time."

"wellspring you 've been busy."Hermione said, in a way that indicated that was no excuse.

"Or I could just tie Draco up and leave him in Ginny 's bed."Harry continued."That 'd probably cheer her up more."

"Harry-"

"Especially if he was naked."

"Harry !"

"Oh relax."Harry chuckled,"Come on, we really should get to the marauder session. Maybe beating the lot of you around the attic will earn me feel better."
*


Snape slowed as he approached the dark stairwell and began walking down carefully. Some of the steps were almost as smooth as methamphetamine hydrochloride. The stair twisted down and down into the Rock beneath Malfoy manor house. Much further than any of the basements. Snape placed a light hand on the wall as he proceeded down, his scepter the only source of ignitor, his footsteps the only sound.

He rounded the final corner and had to screen his center as guttering torches came into thought. Stretching out before him was a longsighted corridor of clean iron doors, stained blackamoor from rust fungus and long decay. The decay was of no import, it was n't the calibre of the twist that kept the prisoners in this piazza. Snape nodded to the two gaoler, member of the decree, before turning to the tertiary figure standing before him.

"You 're late."Moody growled.

"Yes, I am. I was busy."Snape replied."Your point ?"

"I 've had to wait down in the pit for half an hour !"

"Then you arrived xv minute of arc early and can not blame me for that."Snape strode forward past the old auror."Let us not retard this any further."

"Right."Helen Newington Wills stomped after him, holding his sceptre high as the light of the torches faded into the dark behind them. Once again Snape was enveloped in silence, the jail cell themselves were soundproof. Moody finally broke the placid."You know why I called you out here."

"Another of the prisoners seems ready to break."Snape repeated what he had read in Moody 's brief missive that had arrived on his desk before breakfast."Which one ?"

"Do n't think it 's right."Helen Newington Wills ignored the question, shaking his head roughly."It 's not redress. You 've got us pussyfooting around these asshole. Offering them rule book and myopic sentences and even freedom if they help us."

"And you think it is uneffective ?"

"I think it 's crashing wrong is what it is !"Moody snarled."These men should all be behind parallel bars for life not waited on paw and foot."

"We need information."

"Then we should be getting out the thumbscrews !"Helen Newington Wills thrust out a hand to blockade Snape moving."You seriously do n't have a problem with offering them all this stuff ?"

"offer ? No. We can volunteer them whatever we want. It does n't mean we will ever pay it to them. And so long as they are never given an opportunity to equate tone ? I have no problem."Snape reached out and pushed Helen Wills 's hand out of his way."Trust that if I deem it necessary I will have no hesitation in deploying the thumbscrews."

"Oh of that I 've got no doubt."Dwight Lyman Moody 's eye looked Snape up and down in a split second base before he stomped off down the corridor again. Snape followed him.

"You never told me who it is I am here to see."

"Not one of the right death eaters."Moody spat. Snape fought the impulse to turn up his nose."One of the stinking criminal you-know-who dragged to his cause."

"That does not intend he is useless to us."

"Captured by Harry."Helen Wills fixed Snape with a stare while still walking."At young lady Zhao 's mansion. close year, you remember."

Snape stiffened. So the man he was about to spill to had been involved in the attack on Natalie 's life-time. There had been a enceinte deal of unpleasantness that night. Natalie had been reluctant to spill about it at length but-

"Department of Energy that change affair ?"Moody broke Snape 's thoughts, his voice wax of dark insinuation.

"Why would it ?"Snape forced himself to reply.

"I can still get the thumbscrews."

"Perhaps later."

Helen Wills came to a stop before a door indistinguishable from the hundreds of other doors.

"His name 's Shepherd Kilkenny."Moody put his hand on the door."Used to be a cursebreaker for Gringots."Moody tapped his wand on the threshold and Snape heard a bolt of lightning slam back. The old auror pushed the door spread and allowed Snape inside. The prison cell within was bare. Bed. hot seat. Sanitary adeptness. Snape had made surely the cells were as arrant as possible to further the prisoners to discontinue. Sometimes they would talk just out of boredom. As Snape entered the hunched figure sitting at the groundwork of the bed straightened.

"Hello Mr Kilkenny."Snape sat down on the hard-backed chairwoman."I have been informed that you have something to recount me."

"Yeah,"The man reached up and scratched behind his ear."But I got some demands."

"Do you conceive you are in a position to need ?"Snape was shocked to find his voice was still steady.

"I 've got information. material you need to know. But I 've heard a lot of 'might'and 'maybe'and 'If your information genus Pan out'."The prisoner hunched."I want some guarantees."

Snape met Shepherds optic and gently pushed. A barrier of Occlumency met him. Of course it would be there. There would birth been no point in this whole exercise if it had n't. Snape took a moment to believe his answer. He could provide whatever he wanted, but it would not do to look to volunteer too much. There was a marginal chance that this man was not a fool.

"So long as your information is lawful you may have some concessions."Snape replied steadily."A proficient timbre of alimentation. Book. Perhaps a window. Everything after that is depended on how utilitarian I consider the data you give me is. So I suggest you begin taking stair to convince me."

"I want to get out of here."The man sneered."I want years off."

"As the Wizengamot no doubt informed you at your trial you have been sentenced to forty years here. I understand the charges were respective. Using the darkness humanities, breaking and entering, attempted murder-"Snape found his throat going hard at the hold out word and slammed his emotions down behind a wall of emptiness."And that is in plus to your original sentence for fraud that you never completed."

"springiness me something !"

"Give me a reason to give you something."

"I ..."Kilkenny opened his sassing to yell something but snapped it shut, bringing himself into check."I 'm not young. I may not live forty years."

"Then it is in your best involvement to blab, and talk soon."Snape leant forward."I am loosing patience."

"I ... I 'll talk."The prisoner hung his mind."I do n't really have a pick do I ?"

"No."

"well ..."The man rubbed his arm."You know I worked for Gringots ?"

"I was aware."

"You know that I never really worked above the display board. Not just skimming off the top, selling secrets too. mass 'll pay a lot of money to get laid that Mr dirty dog has almost emptied his account or that some other guy makes regular payments to person. Businessmen and the ilk you know ? Checking up on their rivals. Investors ..."

"I can see how that info could be utile to some."Snape indicated very clearly with his inflection that he was not one of those some.

"right wing, right."Kilkenny nodded."But see when the dark lord found out what I did he got all excited. Well ... not excited exactly. He does n't really get excited but he does this matter where his eyes flash and he hisses a bit. Sometimes his anterior naris flair-"

"Mr Kilkenny-"

"right wing, right ... anyway. He told me to get in speck with some of the people who still worked at Gringots. People in the Saami line of work as me."

"Go on."Snape was very thrifty not to let his involvement show.

"He got me to correspond on some things."

"Specifically."

"The activity on sure vaults."

"Specifically."

"wellspring first he wanted to mark off up on a burial vault. Get the records of who had accessed it and when."

"What hurdle ?"

"Sixty three. thick one."

"Who owns it ?"

"Do n't know."

"What did the records say ?"

"Do n't know. Did n't record em."

"You did n't read them ?"Snape raised his eyebrows."An enterprising man like yourself ? Always looking for an reward ? Are you trying to tell me you did not even glimpse at the record book before you handed them over ?"

"Look I had the dark bloody master watching my every move !"Kilkenny shuddered."There 's enterprising and then there 's just stupid !"

Snape watched the captive eyes as he spoke. He could not understand his nous but still ... Snape had not survived everything he had gone through by being qualified on any one skill. Even without legillimancy he could be reasonably confident as to whether a man was telling the truth. On the other manus, this man had deceived the goblins for years. He would never let survived if he was a bad lier.

"You said you contacted mass still at Gringots. What were their epithet ?"

"Well there was only one really ..."Kilkenny scratched his top dog."Blake Bees, he 's in the investment department."

"And he will validate your story ?"

"Yeah ..."Kilkenny twitched.

"What are you not telling me ?"Snape asked sharply.

"Goblins found out he lifted the files."Kilkenny slumped."He 's in hiding somewhere. Do n't know where."

"Would he lie with who owned vault sixty three ?"

"fountainhead ... yeah. He 'd have to to get the files."

"Very well."Snape stood."I will consider this."He turned towards the door.

"Wait !"Kilkenny called out after him."Do n't you want to know about the other thing he asked."

"Other affair ?"Snape asked over his shoulder.

"Yeah, he asked me to hold in up on another vault."Kilkenny said desperately, trying to John Cash in on every fighting of knowledge."I know who owned this one. Blake told me because he thought it was weird."

"How so ?"

"It was the Lestrange vault."Kilkenny spread his workforce."The Lestranges worked for him. If he 'd need something out of it he could have just got them to go in and get it."

"What did he wish to make love ?"

"Just who had accessed it. When I told him that no-one, not even a hobgoblin, had been in it since the Lestranges went to prison days ago he seemed ... relieved. wellspring not relieved exactly. He does this thing with his neck-"

"Mr Kilkenny."Snape cut him off."Was there anything else ?"

"Well ... no. I just-"

Snape turned silently and rapped twice on the doorway. Helen Wills opened it and Snape stepped through. As Snape put his hand on the room access to swing it closed the prisoner called out shrilly.

"Please help me out of here !"He wrung his hand."I 've done bad things but I 'm not a bad person ! He looks at you and you have to do what he says or he 'll kill you. I had to ! Please. He was too much, I was scared ! I was-"

Snape swung the Fe slab shut and Kilkenny pathetic cries were shut off suddenly. Snape and Helen Wills Moody were left alone in the iniquity. It was a farseeing meter before Snape spoke.

"Get him some books."Snape fought bile rising in his gut."And wagerer food."

"But you said-"

"I know what I said."Snape spun and swept off down the corridor towards the stair. He had a great deal to call back about. With his judgment occupied his fingerbreadth twitched towards the square patch of scar on his arm.



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Snape tapped his fingers on the hard oak airfoil of his desk. There was something in what Kilkenny had told him, something important. But his brain could not get a clasp on it. He could see that there was something there, he could see the shape of it in the darkness but it was like he was missing something.

Should he take given the prisoner what he wanted ?

It did not matter now. Snape shook his capitulum. What he needed to think about now was how to act on the information he had been given. He needed to class through the darkness and obtain the Sojourner Truth. Snape 's oculus flickered to a locked chest of drawers in the recess of his office. Within was locked Dumbledore 's pensive, the old man 's talent to him. Snape did n't know why, it had been empty when he received it, and the two of them had not been on the best of term when the old thaumaturge died.

Perhaps he had simply written him into his will class ago and never changed it. Snape walked slowly over to the chest and clicked the latch open up. He levitated the heavy bowl over to stand up on his desk and stepped back. He was about to lift his wand to his synagogue when a thought faded into his mind like a ghost.

It was an ikon, some reckon matter. Dumbledore sitting in his office staff in the dark, the only light the faint silver glowing of memories. Alone.

Snape lowered his wand.

"Was this part of the grounds ?"Snape murmured."You took no council but your own. Your own memories to take you. Living in the past."

Another mental image faded into his thinker. Dumbledore proclivity over the silver surface gazing into a font in the mirror control surface. A girlfriend face, with the Saame deep eyes as the old man's.

"I suppose it would be more difficult to let go of guilt ..."Snape conceded."When the storage is so close. He could take the air with his sister every day. He should not have ... but he could have."

But even as he said it Snape realized that that would not be the computer memory Dumbledore would relive. It would be the moment of her decease. Not knowing who had really fired the spell that killed her ... He would have relived it again and again, trying to find out. Living in guilt trip. Or wallowing in it.

Pathetic.

Snape could n't stop himself from thinking it. Even now he could find only token sympathy for the old mug. But the one thing he knew with an Fe certainty was that he could never let himself become like him. He had to take council other than his own. Reliving the confrontation would say him nothing he did not already know, allowing soul else to see it might.

His view instantly turned to Natalie, but he had already sent her on assignment. Analysing a Recent approach site. He could squall her spine but ... Who else ? Minerva was an obvious choice, but her psyche worked too similarly to his own. She would have no insights he himself had not already had. Albert Abraham Michelson ? No. As much as Snape had come to trust the man for his fighting talent niceness was not his strong suit. So perhaps ... well he had promised to keep him updated.

Snape summoned his patronus and whispered a message too it before allowing it to drift off through a wall. He did not take to expect long, after just a arcminute or so there was a knock on the door.

"cum in Harry."The room access swung candid and the bookman stepped inside. He appeared to have just run a marathon."You have been training ?"

"How did you guess ?"Harry walked over to the desk. Snape deliberately did not mention how much the boy was limping."What did you call off me for ? The message was kind of cryptic."

"Here."Snape drew his wand to his temple."It will be simpler if you see for yourself."He drew the retentiveness out of his head and let it lessen softly into the pensive."Do you have it away what this is ?"

"A memory."Harry shifted around so that he could look down into it. He leant forward, then hesitated."Do you desire to go first ?"

"I will not be coming. I do not wish to bias your interpretation."Snape motioned Harry to proceed. The boy nodded and dipped his headway into the bowl. His body went slack and Snape knew that at that moment Harry was seeing dark stairs.

He waited several hour, tapping his desk in impatience before Harry lifted his face from the Ag liquid.

"When did this hap ?"Was the first thing the boy said.

"Just now."Snape scooped up the memory and fed it back into his mind. He wanted the knowledge invigorated."I would like to hear your interpretation."

"Why ?"Harry crooked an eyebrow.

"Because it may be different from mine."

"But why me ?"

"Just tell me what you saw Pott-"Snape bit off the end of that sentence and licked his brim. He tried again."I have been thinking hard on these events, very hard, and I have ... met, shall we say ... cognitive blocks. I need fresh eyes. Yours have usually been good."

"The charming eye did n't work in the memory."

"That is not what I meant."Snape heard iritation re-enter his voice.

"Right, right ..."Harry carefully dropped back into a chairperson, once again sparing his injured leg."well ... clearly Voldemort was after two separate affair ... It sounded like the first thing was ... was something he wanted to get. The thing in vault sixty-three. It belonged to someone else and he was looking for it, or wanted to see, or something."

Snape was about to nod, but thought good of it. Better to get an unbiased eyeshot even though Harry 's thinking mirrored his own.

"So that was something he wanted to get. The former affair ..."Harry scratched his head."If he had wanted something out of the vault he would have just sent a Lestrange down to get it. It sounds like he was just checking no-one had been in while he was away. Like he was checking up on it. Which means that there 's something in there he wants kept safe."

Snape knew he had called the right person.

"I remember ..."Harry 's hilltop creased."I remember concluding year ... right field at the start. The order get together I listened in on. Did n't you say the darkness lord had you experimenting with polyjuice potion so it would work with non-humans ? Could the goblins have been the object ?"

Snape schooled his face with an cause of will. He had not made that connection.

"And that was about the meter Barty Crouch vanished into thin air."Harry put forward."And his specialty is sneaking, disguise ... Am I making any sense ?"

"So what you are saying."Snape said slowly."Is that the nighttime God Almighty guessed, or get it on, the localization of an item, questioned a old cursebreaker to be sure and sent his better spy in to acquire it. Is that what you are saying ?"

"Yes ?"Harry said hesitantly."But wait ... that does n't make any sense. Barty Crouch was missing for about a year. If he tried to soften in would n't he either manage it quickly or fail quickly ? Not flow around for months."

"It would depend."Snape said thoughtfully."If he wished to steal the point without anyone realising it was gone. Then that would require preparation ... inquiry ... It might well withdraw time."

"He would own to get close."Harry nodded."Probably get himself hired on to the Gringots stave. He certainly has the skills to be a cursebreaker."

"The goblins discipline their employees for disguises."

"They check for charming disguises."Harry smiled."What are the two most salient features of Crouch ? That everyone remembers ? His blonde haircloth and the fact that he looks very young for his age. If he dyed his fuzz and grew a beard he could probably go unnoticed without any magical help whatsoever."

"Such a individual would be memorable."Snape could feel the pieces clicking into place in his mind."I wonder if William Weasley recalls such an individual."

"Who ?"

"poster Weasley."

"Ah !"

"If we could witness what Crouch took we might be able to guess the dark lords plans."Snape stood."Thank you Harry. Your brainstorm were most helpful. I will inform you if Weasley recalls anything."

"right, you do that."Harry grinned evilly."I 'll take care for a rat in his bolthole."

"A ... rat ?"

"Mr Blake Bees, the informant in Gringots. The one in hiding."Harry tapped his temple knowingly."If he was in the business someone at the tarot may know how to get in inter-group communication with him. He can secern us who 's vault it was, and maybe more."

"Take backup."The words dropped from Snape 's mouth before his mind had even formulated them."Do not go to that place alone."

"For god 's sake !"Harry threw his hands up."I keep telling hoi polloi this, the tarot is n't severe. The people there might coldly order a hit on you but they 're not going to break a nursing bottle against the table and do the job themselves."

"eve so."Snape raised a deal to quit Harry from commenting further."As we have seen today, four eyes see more than two."

"Not more than my eyes-"

"yield somebody Harry."Snape allowed the tone of command to insert his voice."A marauder or an order member, I do not care. But you will deal someone."

Harry 's eye twitched and he opened his mouth as if to comment again, then shut it suddenly. He nodded.

"mulct. Understood."Harry made a mocking bow."I hear and obey oh glorious leader."

"One other pocket-sized matter."Snape drew his sceptre."If something goes haywire you will need a way out."

"I keep telling you-"

"Not just now Harry, in early position as well."Snape raised his baton to Harry 's facial expression."handgrip quite still."

"Is this going to hurt ?"Harry asked quickly.

"I have no idea."Snape smiled, and cast the spell.
*


"Harry you are well mindful that this is not what Snape meant."Pythea raised an eyebrow as Harry pointed to a large pub with a star on it 's sign."He told you to bring backup."

"He told me he did n't care who."Harry pointed out.

"Harry I ca n't fight."

"I do n't demand you to."Harry led the seer towards the doorway."This place is as good as Hogwarts. Safer probably. The people who drink here are sticklers for propriety though. I needed somebody who would n't pull in a scene, someone who could do niceness. Do any of the marauder fit that placard as well as you ? Draco maybe, but it was full moonshine in conclusion night."

"Padma, Hermione, Ginerva ..."

"Ginny 's grown less predictable."Harry shook his head."Padma 's an external potential but really it had to be you. This whole thing is about gathering information and who better to help than a prophet. I need you to watch out people 's eyes."

"I ca n't read judgment any more than Harry."

"And yet you still have it off what masses are thinking half the time."Harry reached the threshold and stopped, his hand raised."Please Thea, come in with me."

"Harry ..."Pythea took a deep breathing place."Fine."

Harry smiled and pushed the doorway open up. Within the place looked like any other pub in a coastal township. There was a roaring ardor in the grate and prospect on the rampart of fish and Pisces the Fishes related activities. The low murmur of conversation filled the air but no-one looked up as he entered. They had their own cares mainly. Harry led the was confidently to the bar.

Order whatever you want.

Harry flashed into Pythea 's head before turning to the mixologist and ordering his own drink. After Harry had handed over his money he led them to a table near the fervency and slid a coaster under the seer 's wine.

"potable are message here."Harry explained."If it 's on a coaster, that means the only subject matter is that you were thirsty."

"I see."Pythea replied, taking a sip of drink and carefully placing the glass back on the mat."And what does yours think of ?"

"Well, it 's gilded and expensive ..."Harry pored the whisky into his socio-economic class."What do you think ?"

"Was it necessary to buy such an expensive bottle ?"

"It never hurts here to demo you have money."

"And why Irish ?"

"Well,"Harry grinned."Got to support my homeland do n't I ?"

"So what do we do now ?"Pythea glanced around, still speaking quietly."Simply wait for someone to comment ?"

"That 's now it works."Harry shrugged. He raised his glass to his lips but did not drink any. It would definitely not do to lose focussing here. He tried not to even breath in any of the exhaust fumes."Besides, it 's a nice place to spend the afternoon."Harry gestured out the window at the glide below. The winter malarkey were whipping the waves to peaks before crashing them against the beach. Out further a few boats were still visible, bobbing up and down.

"I suppose it is not so bad."Pythea smiled."This blank space is quite pleasant. I did not ask it to be so ..."

"Homely ?"

"Peaceful."Pythea glanced around."That man has absinthe. What does that intend ?"

"Ca n't remember ..."Harry scratched his headspring."It either means he 's selling heroin or buying man organs. Ca n't recollect which."

"And you say this berth is prophylactic ?"Pythea quirked an eyebrow.

"I said rubber. I did n't say nice."

Pythea shook her head and chuckled, then grew still as a man approached their table.

metre to go to work.

Harry smiled.
*


"This is the man we are looking for."Snape slid a painting of Crouch over the board towards the gingerroot haired Lester Willis Young man at the early end.

"He does n't reckon like anyone I know."pecker Weasley shook his principal tiredly."expression I know what Barty scrunch up feel like, all the ordination do. If I had seen him I would have-"

"He would feature concealed his identity."Snape waved his hand over the pic and the case grew a short beard."Or this ?"The photo 's hair went black."smell at the centre. They will not throw changed."

"flavor if I had seen him I would kn-"Bill froze suddenly."Can you do him bald ? preserve the beard."

Snape made the changes.

"And brownish beard. hold it bushier."posting leant over the pic."I ... I do remember him."

"Do you."Snape kept his voice calm air as the pieces fell together."When ?"

"Only a few times ... He was working in a unlike department."

"Working on what ?"

"I do n't know."greenback rubbed his forehead."They do n't tell us what other people are working on."

"How long was he there ?"

"I do n't know. I have n't seen him recently."

"Who worked with him ?"

"I do n't know."

"discovery out."Snape ordered flatly.

"I can't."Bill shook his head."The goblins are getting rid of humans left, right and nerve center. They 're looking for an alibi. And with mum and dad still in infirmary I can't-"

"This could be very important."Snape snapped."Are you a extremity of the order or not ?"

"Yes but-"

"Then incur out where he worked, what he worked on and who he worked with."Snape tend forward."And regain out who owned burial vault LX three."

"I could get fired !"

"You could be killed."Snape replied coldly."The goblin tend to be very lineal about threats to their atomic number 79. So I suggest you find out carefully."
*


"Is this the blank space ?"Harry looked up at the dingy and broken apartment building.

"This is the name and address the man mentioned."Pythea glanced down at the litter strewn street. Her look was ... not impressed.

"Certainly something going on up there."Harry squinted up."The top base 's all fuzzy."Harry blinked a couple of fourth dimension and rubbed his orb on his sleeve before peering up again."Nope, ca n't see anything. You see anything ?"

"I 'll try ..."Pythea closed her eye."Could you maltreat away please ?"

"What ?"

"Just take a few steps away please Harry."Pythea was staring, close eyed, at the sky."Just cartel me."

Harry stepped back, frowning. For a few minute the seer stood there, staring up at the sky. Then she nodded.

"There is somebody up there."

"Well that 's promising."Harry drew his wand."You apparate back to Hogwarts I 'll discipline it out."

"No."

"Damn."

"You must have known I was going to say that."

"I thought you were going to be a bit more outline. Like'I 'll never abandon you .'or 'Damn you Harry you do n't give birth to go it alone !'”

"I 'm thought the effect would be with child if I was less profound."

"Well, we should get on with it then."Harry stepped off the pavement towards the building."Stay behind me and warn me if your crazy 6th sense picks up anything. If the first five do as well. And if he attacks or something just shield and run."

"No."

"Damn."

Harry pushed the social movement doorway spread out. It creaked a little. The inside was even Thomas More decrepit and covered in graffiti. Harry 's eye flickered up the building. It was n't totally empty, one man sleeping on the second floor, two children apparently home alone on the next storey up, a cat ... Then the blankness of the top trading floor. Harry kept his eye trained on the top base as the two of them climbed up and up. As they reached the top storey Harry slowed to a crawl.

The door was already open.

"Seer senses seeing anything ?"

"No."Pythea was hanging back a few steps."Are yours ?"

"No ..."Harry paused and turned, smiling."This is a fun world-class date is n't it ?"

"Harry this is hardly the time !"

"Fine."Harry shrugged and turned back."dorsum to seriousness."Harry silenced the room access and disillusioned both himself and Pythea. In the blue devil twinkle of his eye he saw the little prophesier moving picture out the vulture glasses. He pushed the doorway exposed and edged into the grim slight flat. The split second he got through the door his eye shut down, plunging him into uncomfortable dark. After over a twelvemonth of superintendent powered sight having it ripped away felt horrifically claustrophobic.

"Pythea stay close I ca n't see you any more."Harry whispered. A script brushed lightly against the backbone of his cervix."God I hope it 's you doing that."

Harry glanced into a dark and empty closet before sliding forward. Blood. Harry sniffed again, definitely blood. Harry put his hand against the door to the bedroom and pushed it open slowly. A body lay sprawled on the floor, blood seeping into the carpet, neck opening slashed ear to ear. Blake Bees, the Gringots informant. They were too lately. Harry aimed his wand and whispered a charm. A petite red glow was visible for a moment above the bushed man. Still warm.

A tiny tap came on the back of Harry 's neck and a barely heard articulation said ...

"Remember, I saw life up here."

Harry gritted his dentition. He had remembered. Harry felt blind without his eye. Lacking in depth sensing certainly. Life up here did n't necessarily mean the murderer was still here. It could have just been the victim slowly and excruciatingly bleeding out.

"Theia leave now."

"Harry-"

"This fourth dimension I 'm se-"A ripple of air was the only admonition Harry got. He dropped to the floor as the knife flashed over his head. In a splinter of a second he spun."Depulso !"Harry aimed the spell behind him, a sharp riot sounded and Pythea was thrown back through the undefendable doorway. A 2nd patch slammed the room access shut but Harry was already rolling to his feet with his wand outstretched.

"Augmenta."The stream of H2O splashed against the invisible assassin, outlining him in droplets."Ferio !"The Lie Gou ducked and launched forward, blade flashing for Harry 's neck.

Harry knocked it aside desperately but the silent killer was on him, forcing him to the floor with insensate strength. Harry was using all his long suit to hold the blade from his pharynx, his former arm pinned, fingers curling around his carpus. He could n't hold on, the water made it too slippery. Closer and closer.

Harry let his legs crimp and find out his adversary grunt as the weight hit his weapons system. Harry jabbed his pass forward and hit something, he kicked out and snapped the legs out from under the silent sea wolf. A twanging thunk sounded veracious future to his top dog and Harry saw a tongue appear from nowhere, dropped from benumbed fingers. Harry was on it like a wink and stabbed forward. Red blood fountained from invisible physique. The fingerbreadth around his arm tightened like a frailty ... then finally released.

Before Harry 's eyes the Lie Gou assassinator flashed into vista, falling to the floor. The spell attenuation as the liveliness ebbed out of it 's caster. The door burst open.

"Harry how dare y-"Pythea 's optic flashed to Harry, on the floor and covered in blood. Her eyes went wide.

"I 'm fine. It 's his."Harry said breathlessly.

"Harry is he ... is he dead."Pythea still had n't moved from the doorway.

"Yeah."The knife fell slowly from Harry 's finger's breadth."He is."

"He was trying to kill you."

"They always are."Harry slowly pushed himself to his groundwork and took a breath. Blood filled his nose."We need the order here. They should go over the place ... maybe find something."Harry 's leg was buckling under him and his eye mould around for him walking control stick. It was lying right in the midriff of the pool of blood. He let it be.

"Harry ... you 're not aright."A convention person would cause said 'are you aright', but they would sustain been dopey to do it.

"I 'll be fine, later. It 's just ... this is one of those times I 'd rather be Jack."Harry laughed humourlessly and limped over to the door.
*


An hour later and Harry was sitting on the cold steps in a courtyard at Hogwarts. dorsum at the compressed a police roadblock had been set up and aurors dressed as coppers were trying to keep citizenry out. Inside more aurors would be peering around and poking things. Harry had left, he had wanted to stay so he knew what was happening, but Shacklebolt had turned up and Harry had n't felt like explaining everything again. He had slipped off into the dark.

"You should not have brought the seer."Snape 's voice did not bewitch Harry by surprisal. Neither did his news or the stern tone.

"I know. It was a mistake."Harry nodded, not looking as the prof approached."I could birth got her killed."

"I told you to bring competent backup."

"And you were right."Harry 's spokesperson was deadened."Can we please move on."

"As you wish."Snape conjured a chair and sat down opposite Harry. He looked tired. Harry was sure he himself looked worse.

"They find anything up there ?"

"No, and at this detail I do not ask they will."Only someone who knew Snape would stimulate detected the defeat in his articulation."There were signs that certain documents had been burnt just before you arrived here, whether by the dupe or his slayer it matters little. There is nothing here."

"Tell me your investigation turned up something."Harry glanced up at Snape, not daring to hope. Snape shook his head.

"Damnit ...."Harry dropped his head to his hand."absolutely end then. Unless we ask the hob directly. Or we could get Kingsley to ask them-"

"No."Snape shook his head."I believe our salutary Bob Hope is to allow William Weasley to acquire the document we need. If we petition the goblins directly at the same fourth dimension they will certainly get suspicious."

"So we do what ? waiting and hope that invoice succeeds ?"Harry snorted."What do we do in the mean time ? Just sit on our handwriting ?"

"I have many things to do."Snape said dryly."As for you ... I suggest you try to have a Merry Christmas."

"Ha !"Harry laughed mirthlessly."That 's not going to happen-"Harry 's discussion were cut off as a crossbow bolt thudded into his back.
*


For some understanding the previous chapter got chopped off weirdly. There was meant to be a whole nother prospect but somehow it just dropped off the boldness of the earth. I did n't notice until it was validated and put up. Wierd ... Serves me right for not checking my chapters properly before I post them I guess.

Anyways that conniption can go at the jump of this chapter just as easily. Just letting you know I did n't intend to sacrifice you another cliffhanger.



Harry spun like a top and fired madly at the white form on the roof. It ducked like a ghost but Harry could still see him dashing away. Ignoring Snape 's call Harry shot a draw at the tiles and was jerked off his feet, clattering onto the tiles. His leg screamed in pain as Harry scrambled to the blossom of the roof. The white design was far away, Harry knew he would n't be able to catch him. Harry stabbed his wand forward and fired a curse. The figure shielded easily without even stopping. Harry spun his scepter like and felt the tiles beneath his jumping. He tried to stay on top of them as they hovered and spun forwards. He shut his eyes and used only the magic one, his tangible eye could n't follow fast enough. The figure was already too far away, too fast. Harry yelled,

"Tempesto !"The wind instrument smashed into his side and threw him through the air, barely in control, before thudding to the grass and rolling. Everything hurt. Harry rolled to his feet and stumbled towards the forest. He could see the figure belting through the trees. Harry dashed towards the dark fo-

peril !

Harry 's eye caught a glimpse too late. Harry skidded on the leaves as four arrows flashed above his head. He scrambled backwards back onto the supergrass and stopped, wand outstretched and breathing heavily.

Through the nighttime Tree, in the dusty light of his eye, Harry could see his assassinator standing out of view. Dotted all around were centaurs, each one with a arrow notched to his bow. They were just waiting for him to traverse the line back into the wood. Harry glanced at one of the arrows embedded in the ground, they wanted to kill him. The centaurs would n't pass the line, apparently the foreign, white clad bravo had no such compunction.

Harry stood up and watched as the centaur and their strange friend turned and slowly retreat into the wood.

"Harry !"

Harry turned and saw Snape hurrying toward him.

"He got away."Harry staggered forward, limping."It was n't one of the Lie Gou. I could see his fount he was European ... had a scar-"

"Harry you have an arrow in you."Snape said, surprisingly calmly.

"What ? Oh ..."Harry looked over his shoulder"That 's not an arrow, it 's a crossbow bolt. Common mistake."

"Harry do not bear me to be surprised by the fact that you 're alive."Snape crossed his arms.

"Spoilsport."Harry tugged the bolt out. It 's spot was crushed and blunted."It 's the coat. It 's got enough appeal to stop a tank."

"Give me the arrow."

"Bolt."

"Cease this Harry."

"Fine."Harry rolled his centre and tossed the arrow to his teacher."Who do you imagine it was ?"

"How could I possibly know that Harry."Snape said sharply."In a usual office I am sure the aurors would ask if you had any enemies however-"

"Futile."

"Correct."

"You think it was the Centaur ?"Harry glanced back into the Wood. There was nothing to be seen now, not a matter was moving."Do you mean they hired someone to kill me ?"

"Why would they wish to do that ?"Snape 's eyes narrowed.

"I ... Last time I met centaur they said I was an abomination."Harry said hesitantly."They said they 'd kill me if I ever went into the forest again."

"And you ..."

"Went into the woods again."

"I am not remotely surprised."

"But why would they wait this long to try something ?"Harry scratched his head."Does n't add up."

"The ministry has mean of contacting the Centaur elders."Snape said quietly, staring into the black woods."I will try to pull in contact."

"Carefully."

"Yes, carefully."

"Definitely."
*


"Have a dependable christmas Harry. Keep training."Ginny half smiled, faintly at Harry before turning and trudging away from the Hogwarts gates through the snowfall. Hunched over with her hands in her scoop, the smile would n't have fooled about people so it certainly did n't fool Harry.. He thought about calling after her but instead shook his head and turned to Ron and the Gemini the Twins, who had come to foot the school age Weasleys up.

"Try to do sure she smiles at least once a day."

"We 'll try Harry."Fred sighed."No promises."

"And if I signal, come running."Harry held up an 'M'badge. The twins knew what he meant, they had created the charm. It was like the dark marks just a little less ... perminant. Every marauder had one and they could make for them directly to Harry wherever he was."We 'll ... not running ... Teleporting. But you get the idea."

"Aye aye, sir."Fred saluted comedically.

They turned to lead and Harry trudged back towards the palace. Draco was standing in the doorway, leaning against a tower. His human face was grey and lined, obviously hold out Nox 's Sun Myung Moon had n't been kind to him. Harry was n't in a mood to be sympathetic.

"You could at least show here some human being sympathy."Harry said flatly.

"And what would that do ?"Draco growled."It would just afford her Leslie Townes Hope for something that ca n't ever happen."

"Why the hell not ?"

"Shut up Potter. You do n't understand."

"Oh god that again."

"You ca n't ever empathise !"Draco shoved Harry away roughly.

"I understand that you 're giving the common cold shoulder to a girl who 's parents are still being fed on drips."Harry said harshly. He 'd tried everything else, maybe dullness would get through genus Draco 's thick skull.

"I do n't need to suffer her."

"You are hurting her !"Harry pointed away at the distant figure, trudging through the C a distance away from her brothers.

"I 'm a werewolf."Draco muttered."I ca n't do ... I ca n't let a girlfriend."

"lupin apparently thinks differently."

"Well that 's bloody lupine 's alternative is n't it !"Dragon spun and fixed Harry with an angry limelight."Just shut up about things you do n't read Potter."

"I understand enough to fuck that the wolfman thing is just an excuse."Harry spat back. Dragon 's eyes flashed encompassing, the Christian Bible biting deep. Harry pressed on."So what you 're effectively doing Dragon, making Ginny miserable for no skillful reason and then claiming it 's because you 're being noble. Like you 're taking the high gear undercoat when really all you 're doing is-"

"Shut up."Draco 's wand was in his hand somehow."Just shut up Harry. Shut up."

"Fine."Harry held his hands up."Whatever. I can see I 'm not going to get a neat answer out of the twist around lump of conflicting reasoning, self hatred and false forfeiture shaped by the twin forcefulness of teenage lordliness and lust you call your mind. Come on, we 've got a little project for this holiday season. It 'll be fun."

"Oh really ? And what is this project ?"genus Draco asked sharply.

"Simple, the ring."Harry patted his bag."I do n't buy that phoenix flaming is the only way to destroy the matter. Got to be something else that can do the job, we 're going to retrieve it."

"So essentially ..."Dragon narrowed his eyes."You want to enquiry the most in-sainly destructive spells known to wizard-kind."

"Yes."Harry smiled."Told you it 'd be fun."
*


In the end they only found two things that could oppose the index of Phoenix flaming, and neither of them were pleasant. One of them at to the lowest degree seemed easy to aquire, at least at first ...

"What do you intend 'You burnt it'?"Harry asked shrilly.

"Burnt it years ago."Markus Michelson shrugged."The day after you killed it. Went back down into the bedchamber of arcanum and torched the thing. Nothing left but ash tree and I scattered them pretty widely."

"You ... you torched the bassilisk ..."Harry sighed."You did n't happen to keep on a tooth as ... as like a souvenir or something ?"

"The tooth and the venom are the most dangerous section, whole reason I got rid of the thing."Michelson 's forehead furrowed."Why ?"

Harry told him. Albert Michelson cursed and punched the wall.

"So ..."Harry said, after leaving the defense team professor 's office."That leaves the former option."

"I do not want to use the former option."Draco remarked darkly.

"You know the incantation."

"It 's not a matter of knowing."Draco shook his foreland."This is fiendfyre we 're talking about. It grows out of control, it can wipe out it 's caster and everything around him."

"Hence why we need to go somewhere we 're there 's nothing to consume."Harry said simply."I know fiendfyre 's dangerous but if we go somewhere deserted we ca n't hurt anyone."

"Except ourselves."

"True, but you 're self-destructive on account statement of being a werewolf and I 'm sick enough not to care. What have we got to lose ?"

"good point."genus Draco cracked a wry smile."Do you have a station that will be deserted enough ?"

"I have just the place in mind."Harry nodded."We 'll get Morfin to take us there. Do n't desire to put Pythea in danger again."

"Energy Morfin sleep together the topographic point well enough to apparate to it ?"

"Oh yes ..."Harry grinned again, this time less pleasantly."He lived there most of his life."
*


The waves crashed harshly against the cliffs of Azkaban island, sending up sheets of nebulizer. The lead was bitingly frigidness, whistling through the ruins of the prison with terrifying speed. Harry stood with his face into the wind and breathed in the loftiness of it, better able to appreciate the power of nature when the magical spell worked into his coat kept him pleasantly warm.

"Where shall we do this ?"Dragon had to raise his articulation against the idle words. Harry had cast warming charms on both him and Morfin but they still had to contend with the sheer force of the gale.

"Suppose it does n't really matter."Harry shrugged and pointed to what looked like the remains of a court."Over there I guess."Harry turned to Morfin."Oh, and form sure none of Smokey 's friends come near here OK ? Would n't want them getting hurt."

"Smokey 's booster ?"genus Draco asked.

"Invisible, magical, poisonous snakes."Harry smiled."They live on this island. Morfin told me."

"The ministry does n't cognise about them."

"That would be because they 're A : inconspicuous. B : Solely endemic to an island at the bum end of nowhere and C : Fed mostly on captive the dementors had already killed. Though I suppose they probably eat seagulls now."Harry came to a stop in the middle of the court and reached back into his bag. He took out the software program the ring was in and put it on the undercoat without bothering to unwrap it. No anticipate touching it more than was necessary.

"Do you have the backup plan ?"A hint of restiveness had entered genus Draco 's voice. Harry did n't suffice but instead drew two broom handle out of his bag. He handed one to Morfin and the got on the other himself. Each of them grabbed one of Dragon 's shoulder's.

"Why am I trusting my safe to your flying ability."genus Draco shuddered.

"I may not be a great flyer Draco but I can go flat up."Harry rolled his eyes."Quit stalling and torch the thing already. If this does n't work we 'll try dropping it in a volcano."

"Do n't induce me Harry."Draco grated."You 're not the one channelling hellish flame through your fingernails."

"I did proffer to-"

"Do n't even say it."Draco broke in."You 're not ... focussed enough to hold this top executive in check."

"I do know Legilimancy."Harry said indignantly."And occlumency. And I can beguile knife, do n't tell me that does n't demand focus."

"Get on with it ..."Morfin hissed darkly, his centre flickering back and Forth. Being back on the island was perhaps effecting him a bit to a greater extent than he was letting on.

"Aright ..."Draco gritted his dentition and raised his arms. He closed his eyes and began to chant, a red glowing rising from his manpower. The air was growing warmer, sparking with energy. Harry gripped his admirer 's arm harder. His eye was picking up strange shadows out of the air, matter with strange, sharp, silhouettes. Spinning like a a maelstrom, settling into Dragon 's hands, draining in. Each clock time one of them touched the shaking Slytherin 's hands the heat energy grew and the air sparked.

"Dragon ..."Harry started."Maybe we shouldn't-"

"Now !"Draco 's heart flashed open and the courtyard filled with parentage red fire. Both of Harry 's oculus were blinded by the sudden blowup of wakeful and sorcerous, he tried to shield his oculus but it was n't any good.

"Dragon ! You 'll cause to secern me if it goes out of ascendence I ca n't see !"Harry could see the outline of the stream of energy flowing out of his protagonist 's mitt. It shifted and moved and seemed to be trying to infract innocent. For a moment the wing of an eagle formed out of the flame, Draco seemed to tense and the wing vanished. A horses question exploded out a import later and Dragon again squashed it down.

"Draco ..."

"I 've got it."The horses pass reared up again, it 's eyes astray, and tried to leap at the three wizards. genus Draco yelled in pain and it was subsumed again into the stream of flame.

"Draco-"

"I 've GOT IT !"

"You do n't !"

"I 've got it !"

An elephant breached out of the nowhere and charged towards them. Harry whipped his sceptre out and blew the crashing creation into nothing. to a greater extent tool began flashing out of the flame, more and more. Harry swore and yelled,

"UP ! We 're leaving !"

Harry jerked the broom under him up, it rose jerkily. Harry kicked it and it flew a little faster. Something with claws jumped at him and Harry flashed a flame-freezing magic spell at it before remembering it did n't work of fiendfyre and having to muck up it up. shard of the animal peppered him with tan and he yelled in annoyance. The broom shot up and the air slowly grew colder. Harry 's arm ached and he looked over to see Draco hanging between him and Morfin.

"You aright copulate ?"Harry tried to yell but his language were carried away by the roaring flame. Red droplets of fiendfyre were still dripping from the werewolves finger's breadth, but they were petering out. Slowly. Harry heaved upwards and ( minus a hideous wobble when the broom tried to go it 's own way ) dragged Malfoy up onto his ling. Harry waved Morfin back and hovered away himself, keeping a last grip on the grip of the broomstick.

As they got further away Harry could truly see the devastation the fire was reaping. inkiness rock was giving way to flame out from the courtyard. The roaring maelstrom of creatures was pooling out like some kind of flaming mould.

Harry cursed, it would be easily visible from the mainland. That could make unhelpful questions. Harry drew his wand and thought for a moment ... there was no way he could go away the island, or make an phantasy to cover it, which meant going for something more basic.

"Nebulosus."Harry dipped his verge down and allowed a dense mist to run out out. He felt the broom move underneath him and panicked for a moment before realising that genus Draco was doing it, moving him into a better position.

Harry slowly built up a wall of mist between the island and the mainland. When he was finished the fervidness was still burning strong and stretching out to shroud a good quarter of the prison isle. They had to look over an hour, hovering in the Atlantic nothingness before the concluding of it died out. Harry let Draco fill the broom down slowly and slipped off.

"Ow ! Ow ! Argh !"Harry shot back into the air and grabbed back onto the heather. Wincing as his pes slowly cooled from burning to blistering.

"Harry you 're an idiot."

"Shut up."Harry muttered a cooling charm at the story and stepped back down. The heat had been rendered bearable. But only just. With frequent charms to cool his way Harry made his way to the charred ruin of the courtyard and peered at the floor. His wand made susurration of wind to brush away the glowing embers and Harry saw a piddling flicker of light. The stone of the ring had been burnt away but the amber had simply melted, covering the stone with a lucky sheen. Harry bent down and hesitantly laid his hand on the shining metal.

"Anybody in there ?"

Harry projected the thought down. He waited a few moments but nothing came back. Harry shrugged and pointed his verge at the pavement. With a diffraction grating moan the stone came free. Harry levitated it into his bag.

"You 're taking it with us ?"Draco called out incredulously from his perch high above.

"I want to pee-pee sure."Harry shrugged."Snape can-"But he was cut off as a split second of Christ Within lit up the Night sky and a consistence fell from the air with a thud. Morfin sprawled on the reason, unmoving. Harry rushed over to him but even before he did there was another split second and Draco tumbled out of the sky like a dead bird.

Harry 's scepter was already in his script, his eye scanning helplessly for an enemy, a clue, ANYTHING ! But there was nothing, for all he could see they were alone. The only speech sound was the decelerate cooling of the rock.

"Who are you ?"Harry called out."Voldemort ?"

"No."

Harry spun but he was too slow, the stunner caught him in the thorax. He just had prison term to see Sasori 's mocking eyes before the darkness closed in.
*


"You brought him in alive ?"

Harry was companion enough with unconsciousness to know how it usually went.

"I thought it was prudent. They were doing something rather strange."

commencement you could only try the voices.

"And what was that pray ?"

It was goodness to stretch this theatrical role out as long as possible. You were still mostly knocked out so people generally did n't notice you were listening.

"They went there to destroy something. The Malfoy boy called fiendfyre but was unable to control it."

"Foolish children. Playing with dangerous toys."

Ah. Now that vocalization Harry recognised. They took me to Voldemort. Harry 's gut clenched and he slipped into full consciousness. He was lying on a common cold rock floor, but smooth. Maybe marble ? No, not that smooth. Harry realized that with his eye shut he was completely blind. There was also a nauseating void feeling in his eye socket. Harry cursed silently. His magic eye was gone. Harry could feel some sort of bond around his radiocarpal joint. He could n't find a slub, or a curl. Maybe if he-

"Mr Potter I know you are awake."The voice of Voldemort cut through the dark."We 've been through this many times before do not think you can cozen me."Harry snorted and flicked his palpebra open.

"Just like old times eh Tommy ?"Harry levered himself up onto his knees. Voldemort was standing just a few steps away, looking faintly amused. His skin was perhaps a mite lighter than before, even a little pinker. He even almost had a nose. He looked ... humaner. He also had a glaring scratch across his throat, red and raw and jagged. Harry allowed himself a smile. At least he had left an impression.

Harry glanced around, they were is a ... a laboratory ? That was what it looked like. Some kind of mad scientist 's den. All around were tables of nursing bottle and arcane, weird particular. The table behind Voldemort looked like it had been cleared in a rush and in the hollow quad ... Harry 's own eye stared back at him, rocking listlessly. The favourable flagstone was there too, and a few other interesting ( illegal ) items. Harry hissed as he breathed in. His bag was supposed to only release those detail to him. Clearly that barrier had not been a roadblock to Voldemort. Or perhaps it had been Sasori, standing quietly near the far wall.

"Seen everything you need Harry ?"

"One more minute."Harry squinted behind the tables and almost gasped. Back near the wall there was an arch of bootleg alloy, thick around as a person and pulling the shadows in towards it. Hanging from the dark gateway ... a flutter curtain. Harry found himself breathing heavily. That was the velum ... Or a veil. Not the same as the one in the section of mysteries, that one was made of stone. So what the pit was-

"Your minute is up Harry."

"Just give me a little more time. Need to set the scene."Harry glanced behind him. Draco and Morfin were sprawled on the base behind him. Harry could see their chests going up and down so he assumed they were still live. Behind them three Lie Gou were guarding the door. In a huddled quite a little a radical of dead men stood, soundless beside them. Their rotting flesh reaching Harry 's nostril and making him gag. In the front of the group was a typeface Harry recognised. It was not a happy face, or a glad memory.

"Greyback."Harry turned back to Voldemort."I guess that explains why the werewolves are following you again. Did you have to sew together his oral sex back on ?"

"naught so crude. But in main ... yes."

Harry tried desperately to guess of some way out of this way. He had nix. Why the hell was there a veil here ? He needed to get out. Harry could try Draco stirring behind him. Or was it Morfin ? tinker's damn it he wanted his eye back ! How did people grapple to only see in one direction ?

"So ..."Harry looked Voldemort in the eye."Do we do our fixture dance ? You torture me for fun, I insult you, you get tempestuous, I escape-"

"Sadly not."Voldemort stepped forward."I really should thank you Harry. Battling with you across these years, and especially lowest year, has taught me something I never wished to learn. That I am shockingly vulnerable. Oh yes ... yes. It is true. Thanks to you I know that, however powerful I am, whatever knowledge I gain ... all it takes is a boy with a knife and a lucky strike ... and I am as weak as a neonate child again. It is so very unfair."

"life story 's not fair."Harry growled."Death even less so."

"Oh I know that now."Voldemort nodded."I know that I an not invulnerable. I look back on my life and see a outstanding many of my decisions were foolish. I have learnt. And for that I thank you. I am not gooselike any more."

Yeah right. Harry tried not to cast his eye. If you 're not foolish anymore why are n't I dead ? Harry chuckled to himself then froze. Wait, Voldemort did n't sound legal injury. He sounded almost sincere. What if he had got smarter ? Harry licked his backtalk. Why was he awake then ? Harry heard stirring behind him. Of course, Morfin. Voldemort had recognised his recollective suffer uncle and was ... what ? Confused ? Or maybe ... Harry tried not to glint at the board with the golden flagstone on it. There was no way that Voldemort could distinguish the closed chain from a shipment of gold. Could he ? And anyway the ring was just a sand trap ? Was n't it ?

Harry began getting very very nervous.

"So ..."Harry glanced at Sasori, trying to buy time."Long time no see. How have you been ?"

"Richer."Sasori 's eyebrow twitched up.

"You and your mass have been keeping quiet."Harry tried to twine his hands out of his bonds.

"We do what our client asks of us."Sasori 's accented voice had trace of cynical humour.

"I bet."Harry smiled."And where is ... Barty ... stoop ..."Harry trailed off as his eye fell on a box under one of the lab mesa. It was capable and the contents plainly seeable. Dull grey magnetic disc, leading. Hundreds of them. Why the the pits would anyone want coins made of lea-

Oh the pits no ! Harry took an involuntary deep breathing space, then ...

"That whoreson !"Harry fuss. Anger filling his veins.

Voldemort followed his gaze but Harry was n't finished.

"motherfucker, idiot, jester, everything he did was worthless !"

"And by 'he'you of course of study refer to ..."

"Dumbledore !"Harry screamed, at that second not caring that the person he was venting to was the saturnine Jehovah."That idiot told me he destroyed it ! Told me five year ago ! But he never did did he ? He put it right back where it was before ! Probably too cowardly to actually go through with it ! Or maybe he wanted it for himself. That was what scrunch stole from Gringots ! That 's what brought you back from the threshold of death ! That 's how you 've suddenly got all this Au ! After five old age you finally got it ! The bloody PHYLOSOPHER 'S STONE !"



If you do n't review tinkerbell will die.

Just kidding. She wo n't die. But I was thinking though that that will spell the present moment the humans becomes truly un-savable.

Tinkerbell drinks the poison, starts to fade, the actor playing Peter Pan turns to the audience and tells them to spat if the believe in faerie and their is all in silence.

Or maybe just one blast petering out quickly as the clapper gets embarrassed. That will be the day humanity dies.

Also ... on that day, the role player playing Peter Pan had better be bally dependable at improvising. : )


fountainhead, as you can see I 've bumped the story up to a mature. I 've tried to keep back it 15+ for as long as potential but I guess I ca n't avoid it any more. Ah well, at lest my fiber can swear properly now.

I do n't own Harry Potter. I will if I can convert JK Rowling to give way him to me though. I 've been working on this Hypnosis thing ...






The little lab was filled with deathlike silence for a instant, then Voldemort uncurled his long fingers and clapped. Once. Twice. terzetto times.

"Very well done Mr Potter."Voldemort cocked his top dog to one side."There really were quite a few clues but well done nonetheless. But I believe your outburst had more than one aim did it not ? You wished to divide and inhibit ? As you know the Lie Gou will not take magical gold you hoped to revolutionise our mutual acquaintance Sasori,"Voldemort flicked a farseeing finger at the mercenary, who still had not moved."To attack me as you reveal that my source of way to pay him has not been entirely mundane ? Am I right ?"

"Something like that."Harry said, who had been thinking nothing of the sort. It was a good plan though, especially since at the here and now Harry could n't imagine of a better one.

"And a year ago it would no doubt take worked."Voldemort smiled."But I have been more thrifty since you killed me. I was entirely honorable with Mr Sasori about my beginning of income, no deceit whatsoever. They were more than happy to accept amber created with the phylosopher 's Oliver Stone, were n't you my scorpion ?"

"Sir Thomas More than happy."Nothing about Sasori moved except his lips. Harry almost frowned. Why had the Lie Gou reversed what was basically their solely difficult and flying rule ?

"So you see Harry."Voldemort turned back to his captive."You can not collapse my new handmaid from me. It is futile to try. Now ... on to the important matters."Voldemort leant down close to Harry 's face, then hesitated and straightened again and stepped a pace away before continuing."I would like to ask you a question."

"Yes ?"Harry cold spirit just the merest order of payment on his hands. The room access behind him must lead somewhere, but there was no way he could hand it. Harry found himself wishing he had his god-hand back, damn the consequences.

"I would like to get laid why you felt in necessary to destroy my ring."

Dammit.

"What ? So it was n't the reservoir of all your power ?"Harry quipped desperately.

"It was not, no."Voldemort replied almost amicably."I assume you or one of your little acquaintance tried to tire it ?"

"I wore it."Harry tried desperately to guess where the conversation was going."Saw a comrade brass. You 've changed since your disco class. And now changed back a niggling ? ... looking a little pink around the gills Tom. What 's with that ?"

"One of the wonderful effects of the philosopher's stone of life."Voldemort held out a mitt and examined it smiling."A much more pleasant means of extending one 's like than benighted thaumaturgy or unicorn parentage. It tastes like Mercury you know ..."

"Not like chicken ?"Harry 's eye noted a heavy calliper on the lab table next to him. Heavy enough to use as a social club. That was if he could get his hands free. And if a club was even the flimsy use against a dark mavin. Beside the calliper was a black bladed scalpel. Too small to use as a weapon system but it looked magical. Would it cut magical bonds ?

From under the mesa there came a inscrutable hissing. A second later the compact material body of Voldemort 's pet Snake River uncurled. Winding like a sinuate ribbon between Harry and Voldemort.

"Ignore Nagini."Voldemort said without mentation."Tell me about my ring."

"What about it ?"Harry said desperately. He could probably contact the scalpel with a distraction."We found it 's mystery. We burnt it. End of story."

"You found it 's secret ?"Voldemort seemed to calm himself."It ... it had a secret ?"

"Course,"Harry bluffed."It was the same as the diary."William Tell me what the bloody hidden is.

"Ah ...."Voldemort clicked his dentition."fountainhead I must applaud you for working it out. Does Severus bonk ?"

"Oh yes."Harry nodded happily."I 'm not keeping thing secret from the Order any-more. shot we 've both learnt."

"I suppose we have."Voldemort seemed to be working hard to keep himself in check.

"Knows about the other thing too."Harry decided to aim a groundless gamble."The one in the Lestrange vault."

"He ! ..."Voldemort 's eye 's flashed red and his hands bunched into fists. The darkness God Almighty hissed from between clenched tooth."I suppose I have good old Slughorn to thank for all this."

Slughorn. Harry burnt the name into his psyche, then tried to decide what answer would elicit Sir Thomas More information.

"No actually."And would also hold whoever Slughorn was live until he could be questioned.

"So you know about the diary ..."Voldemort fixed Harry in the eye."And the ring, and the cup. I suppose you know about the music-box as well ?"

"I- ..."Harry paused, he knew this trick."No actually, did we miss that one ?"

"Yes, you did."Voldemort smiled. Harry tried to stop himself smiling."But no matter. I have a better means of living forever now."

Living forever. The band and diary and ... what had it been ? The cup. They let him be forever ? Harry 's brow furrowed. Then it him like a shock ... he knew what they were.

It had been when he was on his mad fling of self improvement. After he had got his eye. After he got his god-hand. He had been face to present with the lowest most curse-riddled and pockmark flesh-monger in Delhi. He had come for a spindle in his fondness that would let him go without sleep and food for hebdomad at a time and the witch had looked him in the eye and offered him something ... better. She had described it to him like a creative person talking about her well-nigh pry work. She had even offered to procure a ... a sacrifice. Harry had waited until her back was turned, bludgeoned her over the head with a statue and left her in a pouch on the doorstep of the Indian auror headquarters. He had n't even bothered to check whether she was still breathing. He had n't wanted to be gladiolus if she wasn't.

Hmm ... Come to think of it clubs do sometimes work on drab wizards.

"I 'm surprised you made so many."Harry flicked his eyes up too meet the dark lord 's."Horcruxes are n't children 's toys."

Sasori shifted.

"I do not revere them."Voldemort did n't seem to have noticed."I am the master key of my own existence now. And soon a master of all life."

"Oh really ? How 's that ?"

"All it takes to be a master of life,"Voldemort spread his mitt."Is to be a master of death."

"existence capable to end life does n't have you the original of it."Harry 's eye flicked nervously to the veil in the corner of the room. Beside it there was a rocky painting. In the painting a sky full of unfamiliar stars stretched out over a vast desert of grey sand, stretching away to distant mountains. 100 of readiness of footmark headed out and away towards the apparent horizon. None came back. This was very, very redoubtable."I assume this is the piece where you severalize me your evil plan ?"

"No Mr Potter."Voldemort chuckled."This is the full stop where you, and each of your little friends make a choice."

"I 'll have the fish."

"You can choose,"Voldemort continued."To die at the teeth of Nagini,"The snake hissed and arched."Or get the power of destruction first hand."Voldemort waved his bridge player towards the fluttering velum."Choose."

"What 's beyond the velum ?"Harry asked to play for time.

"That is role of what I am trying to find out Potter."Voldemort shrugged."The first step to verify is knowledge."

"We 've both been absolutely Tom."Harry clicked his neck. He had a flavour he would give to run soon."We know what it 's like."

"Paddling in the shallow tells you slight about the ocean."

"Poetic."A distraction .... please ...

"Thank you. Have you made a choice ?"

"I think-"

"SASHISA !"The cold-blooded cry sounded from behind Harry. Morfin 's oculus had flickered loose, and he was scrabbling like a mad affair against his bonds."ZASHIKA by-blow SAHI !"

"Morfin ..."Harry muttered but it fell on deaf ears.

"SACISCA !"Morfin tiff towards Nagini. The Snake River raised itself up and hissed back.

"Shsassi !"Voldemort barked a command.

"It 's not skillful to talk in a nomenclature not everyone can understand-"

"SISSIA !"

"Cazis."

Nagini shook like a rattlesnake.

"-or even hear."

"SACISCA !"

"It pains me that you are of my blood."Voldemort spat.

"SACISCA ZER !"Morfin was straining against his bonds so hard his veins were like hosepipe. Harry tried to edge towards the lab table. Sasori had n't moved.

"SACISCA !"

Harry edged. Nagini showed her fangs.

"SACISCA BITCH-SNAKE SACISCA !"

"Harry ..."Draco was just coming awake, his vocalisation full of confusion.

"Pathetic."Voldemort raised his wand.

"SACISCA !"

"You can die like the poor devil you are."Voldemort hissed."Avada-"

"You know why the Lie Gou are helping you !"Harry yelled desperately, flinging his first thought into the air."They do n't consent false atomic number 79 but they do rat their guest ! They want the Harlan Fiske Stone for themselves !"

Voldemort 's eyes widened.

"NOW !"Sasori moved like a cat, his wand appearing in his mitt and flash to the night lord. A blinding ark of light flashed into the dark overlord 's hastily raised buckler, catapulting him back into the rampart.

"What do you know ?"Harry thought as he threw himself at the lab table."I was right."He rolled, his fingerbreadth touching the knife and he dropped down the other side like a stone.

Nagini turned and lunged at Harry but Morfin leapt on top of her. The giant serpent spun and bit down hard. Blood fountained like a geyser.

Harry worked the knife against his attachment. It was working ! Faster !

The Lie Gou at the doorway drew their wand but the short men were all around them. Harry saw the remains of Greyback grab an arm and buck it from it 's socket.

Faster ! One of the Mexican valium was loose.

Morfin toppled to the floor but even as he did a whiff of duskiness flew from his arm and struck Nagini in the eye. Smokey ! Biting again and again like a Walter Piston into the larger snake. Nagini tried to twist to institute her tooth to wear but the picayune Snake River was too quick, biting again and again !

One of the ropes was cut through ! One more ! Harry could see Draco grabbing a knife from a fallen Lie Gou.

"treasonist !"Voldemort rose in a flickering aura of flame and fury. Flickering phantasm of iniquity filled the room and the velum blew like it was caught in a gale."I will ruin all of you !"

Sasori did n't serve, merely threw a savage lightning bolt that drove Voldemort back. The dark lord hissed and flung a hand forward. The black shapes in the air flew together around Sasori, swallowing him up in iniquity for a consequence before an blowup of flame. Harry was thrown to the floor in the mass of burning mana, his weakened bonds snapping under the strain. Harry tried to stagger to his feet but dropped a moment later as a flash of Green River shot over his brain. With a screeching yell the threshold was lunge open. Bellatrix staggered back into the room, ten more Lie Gou following her. The screaching witch turned and her eyes widened as she saw Harry free.

"You ! You li-"

She got no further as Harry flashed his paw forward. The dark scalpel spun from his hand and stabbed through the bitch 's eye.

Harry ducked behind the lab desk again. He could n't see Draco anymore, Harry hoped to god he was hiding somewhere too. He needed his bloody eye ! Harry crawled forwards, ducking as a whirling pinwheel of flame came flashing smash. A body came flying afterwards. Harry darted over and grabbed the man 's wand.

"Accio eye !"Harry held out his hand and felt his fellow orb fly into it. He shoved it eagerly back into his socket and saw the world follow back."Oh my god !"The dark figure in the air were everywhere, streaming through the wall !

Harry had to hedge desperately as a egg of darkness shattered the wall behind him. The air screamed with some sort of banshee howling. The veil was streaming like a flag in a hurricane. Harry 's eye whirled. Draco ! He was ... smart. Lying down beside a pile of consistence with a cloak over him. Lying low.

Voldemort was being driven back, there were too many Lie Gou for him. Sasori was out in front, still silent. The screaming in the air got louder, the sullen shapes filling the air were screaming. All of them had discharge heart. Harry screamed as one passed through his chest. If felt like ice.

"You 've lost Tom Riddle !"Sasori broke his silence."You 're outnumbered !"

Voldemort threw a killing curse at the assassin, who dodge effortlessly. The saturnine lord held out a hand and Harry saw a shining speck of amber fly from one of the tables. His eye picked it out, a gold decoration carved with a grinning devil. Voldemort flicked it around his neck and turned, leaping backwards. He threw a paries of darkness behind him and, without hesitation, darted directly through the veil.

There was a moment of silence, the spirits on the air went still. Harry did n't affect, the Lie Gou would kill him as quick as Voldemort would.

"wellspring ..."Sasori lowered his scepter."That went well-"

The veil exploded outwards like a morose wall of infernal region. The flatus screamed so backbreaking Harry had to clamp his script over his ears. The shadows swallowed one of the Lie Gou, stripping him down to castanets in moments.

Harry scrambled under the board and dashed across the floor. A screaming shape slashed at his typeface, tearing off melodic line in blood. Harry slashed out with his wand, summoning fire to blast the thing away. It barely phased it.

"genus Draco !"Harry stumbled to the floor, grabbing Morfin 's leg. Draco leapt up from his place on the trading floor, and skidded towards him. The dreary human body surrounded him as soon as he moved.

"Eiectio !"Harry yelled desperately and the wraiths were thrown away. Draco fell forward and Harry grabbed his outstretched deal. Harry squeezed his heart shut and yelled,"thread maker end !"

His eye whirled in it 's socket and Harry felt a jerked meat at his navel. The dark-skinned screaming cut out as the power of the portkey whirled them away from the earthly face of inferno. Harry felt the ground hit him like a bulwark and lay there for a minute, catching his breath.

"Your eye ..."Draco was gasping on the terra firma."Your eye was a portkey."

"Snape did it."Harry shuddered, his muscles shaking."Emergency backup."

"You had that all along ?"

"Yep."Harry looked around weakly. Morfin ... Harry staggered over to the limp shape on the ground. He knew it was no effective to try to detect a pulse rate. His eye told him everything he needed to know.

"Is he all in ?"Draco asked. Harry did n't serve, it was n't necessary.

A deliquium hissing sounded from the consistence and Harry saw Smokey rise slowly from the body of his master, his picayune head darting this way and that. Harry met the slight Snake 's eyes and pushed just a little. The fauna mind was surprisingly weighty. It knew what had happened, it knew why it had happened. It was n't furious, it was just ... sad.

Harry held out his hand gingerly. The snake in the grass hesitated. Harry pushed into it 's heart again and it slithered slowly onto his deal and up his arm. Harry tried not to pull a face as it curled around his arm near the elbow.

"Where are we ?"genus Draco was standing, looking around nervously.

"Field magnetic north of Hogwarts."Harry waved his wand over Morfin 's physical structure, cleaning the blood. Another waving and the air around the body coalesced, freezing into a casket.

"What are you doing ?"Draco stepped over, limping a fiddling."Should n't we just take him back to Hogwarts ?"

"We 're not going back to Hogwarts. Snape 's on a mission somewhere and we do n't have fourth dimension to find him. Got to fall back into the old habit for a while."Harry took the marauder 's badge out of his pocket and quickly sent a message before jabbing his sceptre forward. God he hoped this worked ..."Expecto Patronum."

White mist flashed to solid form and whispered away on farsighted thin wings. It spun in the air and floated off towards Hogwarts.

"That 'll find McGonagall. Tell her to find this Slughorn and look after him."Harry turned back towards the tomb and stopped for a moment.

"Harry tell me what the pit is going on."Dragon growled.

"I 'll narrate you when we meet the others."Harry reached out and grabbed genus Draco 's arm."We 've got to go."

"No."Draco knocked the arm away angrily."Where do you want to go ?"

"Erg ! spirit ...."Harry held his head in his paw."Did n't you hear what I said ? Voldemort has Hocruxes ! Do you know what they are ?"

"No, I don't."

"They ... I do n't suffer time to explain it !"Harry yelled."They 're VERY BAD affair. That he has ! And there is at least one to a greater extent that we have n't burnt yet. There may be others, do n't know where they are, but I know where one of them is. That 's the unspoilt bit. Bad bit is that Voldemort knows too. And I 'm not letting that snake faced bastard get there first ! I know he 's on his way there now. I just ... I just know."

"The vault ..."Draco whispered."You want to break into Gringots. You want to break into Gringots now."

"I want to break into Gringots now."
*


Black robed soma spilled out of Knockturn Alley. The light flashed off the skull mask as the screaming began. The flesh made straight for the room access of the bank. hobgoblin slammed the doors shut with a crack. Every window filled with gringos hob, each one holding something sharp and crackling with electrical energy. One of them fired down at the robed image, a lightning bolt of shining silver gray Inner Light. A precipitant shell reflected it into the sky.

Sir Thomas More bolts rained down, coming thick and fast. The goblins had prepared, they were n't going to be caught out again.

Shields flashed and the Death eaters were driven back. One or two of them tried to respond but the charm went encompassing as the goblin blitzkrieg intensified. Then, suddenly, the death eater broke, spun, and ran away in confusedness. The hobgoblin sending jeers to watch over them.

They dashed back into the skittle alley and crashed into a shop. Pushing the stunned shopkeeper out of the way they threw themselves into the labial pipe one after another.
*


After the finish figure had emerged from the chimney Ginny pulled her hood back and took off her mask.

"That went well."rip said dryly as he too pulled off his disguise.

"I wonder if Harry and the others got in ?"Neville was biting his lip.

"We did our part right."Ginny nodded."So they should have too."
*


Harry, Draco, Padma and the Weasley twins had already been in the band when the 'Attack'started. Harry had picked a Gringots goblin running for safety and surreptitiously aimed his wand ...

"Imperio."The goblin slowed to a crawl, it 's expression going glassy. Harry turned back to the other marauders."It worked, come on."

The transfixed goblin walked down a position corridor, followed by the inconspicuous marauders. Harry flicked his baton and mentally ordered the hob to get hold of them to the Lestrange bank vault. After a moment where it 's immature features twisted like it was resisting it turned and got into one of the waiting mine carts. Harry and the others followed.

Harry shuddered as the mine cart started off. He did n't like doing this. The goblins were n't evil, they just had a unlike definition of honest to humanity 's. But Harry had n't been able to conceive up of anything approaching another design. Well there was nothing to be done now ...

"Is this going to work Harry ?"Dragon asked quietly.

"We 'll get to the vault."Harry shrugged."Getting back will be Sir Thomas More foxy. Which is why we have masks ... and robes ... and I have grenades."

"And do you think they 'll conceive we 're death eater ? Despite the fact there are only supposed to be two left."

"flavour Draco I had exactly twelve seconds to believe up this design. Did n't see you coming up with anything better."

"You 're the program person."Fred chimed in.

Why am I the freeking design person. Harry thought, but with the vague noesis that this would not be the most calming thing to say he replaced it with,"Shut up and watch the hypno-goblin."

Harry watched the paries fly past for a few more hour. By now the attempt on the alley would be breaking up. The hobgoblin guards would be going back to their posts. The cart rumbled loudly along the track. Harry hoped to hell they did n't track the carts somehow.

"Do you mean he knew ?"Draco muttered quietly.

"Who ?"Even Harry 's twisty brain could n't ferment that one out.

"Morfin."

"Knew what ?"Harry hesitated, Dragon was speaking so the other 's would n't be able-bodied to hear.

"The serpent. He was pulling the snake towards him."genus Draco was staring out into the dark."Do you think he have it away what he was doing ... drawing it away from us or was he just being ... crazy."

"Why are you asking me this ?"Harry shrugged.

"I want to know ..."Draco closed his eyes."Just need to know."

"You just want to know ?"Harry sighed, he had no idea why he was being asked this interrogative. Which made choosing the lie difficult."Then yes. I think he knew what he was doing."

"You do ? Why ?"

"Because that 's what hoi polloi like him do."

"What do you mean people like him ?"

"Heroes."Harry shrugged.

"You think he was a hero ? He was insane. And a vigilante."

"well you know me ..."Harry chuckled."I prefer flawed heroes."

"Hm ..."Draco fell silent for a minute. Then he laughed flatly."Are we flawed heroes ?"

"Do n't know."Harry glanced towards the goblin sitting blankly in the front of the pushcart."We 're certainly flawed."

They fell back into silence as the cart trundled on.

"Are we nearly the-"George started before the cart screeched to a halt.

Harry glanced around. Blank tunnel. No door. Harry was about to open his sass when a screaming alarm came out of nowhere.

"Masks !"Harry slammed his spinal column on and leapt out of the go-cart. He cursed, the wheels had welded to the trail. He flicked his baton at the goblin.

TAKE US TO THE burial vault

I ca n't. Against the linguistic rule ...

issue US TO THE LESTRANGE hurdle

The hob shuddered and trotted off down the corridor.

"Follow him !"Harry yelled over the scream alarm. The marauders were already masked, wands out. Harry led them after the staggering goblin. It hesitated in the middle of the tunnel.

payoff US TO THE vault

dolt voice.

Damnit ! Harry spun the goblin around to face him and pushed into his psyche. blink of an eye of vaults, tunnels ...

LET ME IN

A route, a turning, a dragon. A firedrake ! ? A door.

HOW DO I OPEN THE door

Only a Gringots hob ...

WHY ? WHAT ARE THE magic spell ?

Do n't fuck. Only a Gringots goblin.

Damnit. Harry gritted his tooth. That meant they still needed the goblin. Harry pushed into his mind as hard as he could.

TAKE US TO THE vault

Wo n't work. threshold wo n't give if the goblin is enchanted.

Harry 's center flashed wide opened. No ...

Suddenly a bolt of electricity crackled through the darkness above Harry 's promontory. His eye gave his maybe a split seconds warning. His legs buckled without cerebration and he rolled, stabbing his wand out and firing at the vague shape in the distance. Another bolt flew from behind and Harry leapt to the wall. The air sparkled with dash as the marauder ducked for cover. The goblin stood there stupidly.

HIDE !

The goblin fell forward with a smiling on his face. Harry aimed his sceptre at the flesh ahead and shot a stunner. Behind him he could take heed the vulture fighting on the other slope. Harry felt the rock explode over his head teacher and leapt out of the way of the cave-in.

God this was messy. Harry was the exclusively one who could see anything with the shadow and the flare and the goblins in amongst the human and the falling rock music. Harry screamed as a deadbolt cut into his leg. It had n't even been aimed at him.

"Incendio !"Harry stabbed his wand at the minecart, which exploded with fire. Harry spun and slammed his fist into the hobgoblin behind him. The freak things were everywhere ! digit closed around Harry 's neck and he was jerked backwards. He tried to fire over his shoulder joint but his wand was jerked out of his helping hand. There were two of them ! Fingers gripped unit of ammunition and slammed into his eyesocket. If it had been the material one it would feature been squashed like a grapeshot. Harry forced himself to his feet and slammed backwards into the bulwark. The hands loosened for a minute but then came on harder. His eye swivelled in it 's socket and he could see the screaming goblins clawing at his cervix. He slammed back again but this time it did n't even phase them.

Ca n't breath.

Of form you ca n't breath !

Harry dropped to his knee joint, desperately trying to pull the hands off his neck opening. He could n't even get them to budge. Black dots floated in front end of his eye. He was fading ...

"Sssss !"

Smokey leapt out of Harry 's sleeve and the fingers disappeared like mist. Harry spun and punched the direful hobgoblin behind him. His fingers darted to the floor and grabbed the goblin 's shock-stick, with a flick he shot the matter at the other hob chest. The Zane Grey brute was thrown back against the rampart and fell, stunned.

Harry 's eye found Smokey on the floor, rising to bite. Harry grabbed him by the head. If the little Snake River bit a goblin that goblin would be very utter. Harry met the snake 's eyes but saw only rage and animal hatred. Harry quietly stunned him and dropped him in his pocket.

He turned and saw the other marauders picking themselves up out of the rubble.

"Everyone alive ?"Harry coughed roughly.

"We 're aright."Fred was pulling his brother up off the floor."George got hit but I think he 's aright."

"How about the goblins ?"

"We used stunners."genus Draco said as Harry scooped his wand back up."They-"Draco paused."Do you take heed that ?"

"Hear what ?"Harry 's eye spun it 's socket."No."

"haste sound."Draco cocked his head teacher like a dog.

"Not all of us have wolf senses."Harry growled."Where is it coming from ?"

"Behind us.."

Harry focussed his eye, cutting through stone ....

"RUN !"Harry spun, grabbed their goblin guide and belted down the corridor."RUN !"

"What is it ! ?"

"Tidal wave !"

"What do you think of 'Tidal waving'” Padma yelled.

"plosive speech sound asking interrogative and RUN !"

Harry reached a branch and chose based of faint flash bulb from the hob memory. He risked a glance behind him and saw water bearing down.

"We 're not going to progress to it ! Hit the base !"Harry threw himself to the ground and shielded the goblin underneath him. The roaring piss caught up with him and Harry felt it crash over them like a wall.

WHAT IS THIS ?

thief 's downfall. Washes away enchantments.

Harry gripped his sceptre but the water system was gone almost as soon as it had come. The hob under him began to squirm and Harry realized that the imperio must have been whipped clean.

"Imperio !"That had sounded wrong ! The spell fizzled and the goblin 's eyes narrowed. Harry was pushed off and the grey animate being dissipated into the iniquity. Harry staggered to his feet and tried to yell.

PAIN.

Harry put a hired man to his throat. It did n't experience right at all. Somewhere in his leg something snapped and Harry howled in painfulness. He stumbled forward but one of his ramification seemed longer than the other. With another stab of pain the early leg slammed down and Harry was thrown to the footing. Everywhere on his pelt was crawling like worms. Harry shuddered and tried to crawl forward.

What the hell was happening.

Harry crawled towards one of the puddles, left over by the water supply and stared down into it. He pulled his mask off and a face that was n't his own looked back. His phony eye was the same but the former had changed from emerald park to pale hazelnut tree. His hair's-breadth had faded from fatal to embrown and was hanging in lank Curl, soaked like a dead rat. With a nauseating snap his fount changed too, getting broader and flatter. Harry 's shaking finger's breadth came up, exploring the new features ... what the hell ...

Then suddenly he realized what had happened.

The stealer 's downfall washed away enthrallment. All enthrallment, even Dumbledore 's. The tour that had been on Harry for almost his entire life sentence were being stripped away. It was n't that he was looking at a face that was n't his. It was that he was finally was.

He finally looked like himself.

"free fall the wand."Harry felt the point of a wand pushed against the back of his neck. His eye swivelled and he saw Draco standing over him with slaying in his heart."Drop the wand you bastard. And order me what the sin you 've done with Harry !"





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I do not own Harry Potter. I do however claim him as a dependent on expenses. This is fully within the formula and I do not believe I have done anything improper however I can see that the Brits public do not jibe. As such have resigned from cabinet and will pay the money back. I regret the trouble I have caused to our useless prime minister.



I just can not catch a freaking break.

"Draco ..."

"Drop the sceptre !"

"Ok ... Ok ..."Harry carefully placed his wand on the ground next to him."But I am Harry. I ca n't explain, not right now but ... I am."

"Do you think we 're retard ?"Draco flicked the wand off the ground. The other vulture were crowded around him, their verge out as well. Harry slowly turned around, keeping his script up.

"It 's ... It 's complicated."Harry was breathing hard."I know it 's hard to ... but I am the Lapplander soul I always was."

"You do n't even sound the same."Padma pointed out.

"I just ... Please for the honey of god you just have to consider me !"Harry glanced into the darkness."The hobgoblin are n't done you know, they 'll be coming back ! You think you can go in, get the cup and get out, with a captive ?"

"I was n't intending to take a prisoner."genus Draco growled.

"Really ? Do you acknowledge where the bank vault is ?"Harry 's center narrowed."I do. Do n't believe me. amercement. But you need me ! Believe me if you want even the slightest chance of getting the bloody Horcrux you need me. I will explain everything. think me. But we need to go. Now."

Dragon hesitated ...

"Please Draco ..."Harry pleaded."For the love of god please ..."

"Fine."Draco stepped back."First take off your coat. And your bag. All your weapons."

"Got a few hours ?"

"Now !"

"Fine."Harry shucked his coat off and threw it to his friend then stood."Can we go now ?"

Harry turned and walked off down the corridor. No one tried to stop him. No one tried to follow him either.

"Look at it this way."Harry turned."Is turning into someone else half way through the heist really the strangest thing I 've ever done ?"

The marauders began to hesitantly move.

"Thank you."Harry threw his deal up and hurried off down the corridor.

"Hey !"A stunner exploded over his head. Harry turned to see Draco pointing his wand at him."Do n't try to get away."

"Yes, I 'm trying to escape down a tunnel underground."Harry growled back at the predator."Where the blaze would I go ?"

"Just persist where I can see you."Draco 's wand had n't dipped an inch.

Harry glared flatly at him before starting back down the tinker's damn cave. They kept going in secrecy, Harry choosing turning based on vague guesswork and flashes of memory.

"How far is it ?"Padma asked suddenly.

"Two Thomas More turnings ... I think."

"You think ?"Draco asked sharply.

"Yeah, I think."Harry ignored the baton at his binding ( consequence from blasting him to limbo ) and carried on. As they got closer Harry 's eye began to bear witness him a cavern stretching out before them, far larger than the caves. And in the centre."Damnit, I thought that was what the goblin said ..."

"What ?"

"Dragon."Harry turned the concluding corner and crouched down behind a bolder."Look for yourselves."The vulture peeked out to see the vast wyrm, chained in front of the massive doorway. It 's eyes were whitish and white, it 's skin too.

"It does n't look too healthy."Padma said thoughtfully."And there are five of us."

"Four."Draco broke in. Harry rolled his eyes but Padma nodded.

"Four of us. If we all stun it at the same prison term it might go down. That 's what they did in the triwizard tournament."

"What about the door ?"Fred scratched his principal."I do n't thing we 'll be able to break the locking spells."

"We do n't need to."Dragon moved to stand."We just need to find another goblin."

"That wo n't work."Harry hissed."The other goblin told me before we were attacked. The room access can tell if the hobgoblin are moving of their own rid will."

"And you only mention this now ?"Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Well between the fight and the dying threats I did n't really get a chance."Harry paused, that time even he heard the change in his part. He had an Irish accent. Dumbledore had even changed that !. He glanced back at the hurdle."I think I see a way to get through ..."

"Tell me the spell then."Draco said sharply.

"It 's not so much a tour, and I do n't think you 'd be able to do it anyway."

"Do n't even consider you 're getting your scepter back."Draco laughed bitterly.

"You know I 'm getting existent tired of this-"

"Then secernate me who you are !"

"I do n't have time and you wo n't consider me."

"Then how can I believe anything you say ?"

"You- ... Fine."Harry stood, registering the electric shock in his Friend 's eyes."I do n't need a wand."With that he vaulted over the rock and began walking down the gradient towards the dragon.

"HEY !"The outstanding animate being raised it 's head."Over here !"

Harry had to dodge a gout of flame. The lizard was old but it was fast. Dashed to the left and the brute lumbered to follow him. He crossed in social movement of it, rolling out of the way of a fireball, and kept moving.

The chain of mountains around it 's arms twisted into one another, kinking.

Harry ran back the other way. The beast leapt forward, raking it 's nipper through the air. Harry 's helping hand twitched to a wand that was no longer there and ducked at the last minute of arc. He threw himself forward, leaping under the out-flung arm. His reboot bit Harlan F. Stone and he leapt over the whipping tail that threatened to cut his legs out from under him and dashed back out of the firedrake 's range.

The chain twisted around a stalactite.

Harry ran for the entrance to the vault, rolling under an orb of flame that left a scorch Mark on the rampart and made the spelunk shake. He skidded to a stoppage before the branding iron door and the wyrm turned to face him. It tried to abuse forward but it 's twisted chain would n't let it reach the any more. Instead it breathed deep and belched out a fireball. Harry twisted to the slope and felt his eyebrows burn off as the dragon-flame passed right in front of him. The fireball exploded against the vault door, turning it cherry red.

"Yeah ! Thomas More !"Harry yelled at the dragon."Come on !"A lance like a flamethrower forced him to the floor and made him cry out in pain as it struck his shoulder joint a glancing blow. His shirt was on ardor. So was his tegument. Harry rolled to put out the flames and charge off the sunbaked textile. Another fireball pin-wheeled over his head word and struck the hinge of the threshold. Parts of it were almost incandescent white.

Harry dashed the way he 'd occur, waiting for the dragon to turn and surveil. The chain clicked off the stalactite, springing like a sportfishing strain. Harry reversed focus and ran back in straw man of the door.

"Over here !"Harry yelled at the no-longer-constrained Draco."Come and get me !"

The dragon roared and lunged, shoving one car-sized pincer at the boy. He leapt to the side as the pincer crashed through the weakened alloy with a dreadful shrieking. The flying dragon reared up on it 's hind legs, it 's claw a red sight of liquified metallic element and blood. Suddenly four stunners slammed into it 's unprotected underside. The corking wolf teetered for a moment, then another four struck it in the head and it fell like a Tree. Crashing down onto the rock.

Harry turned to see the marauders rushing to get together him.

"He must be Harry."Fred was smiling broadly."No one but Harry could ingest pulled that off."

"He 's proved he 's crazy he has n't proved he 's Harry."Dragon brushed past Harry and continued towards the vault.

"You 're welcome !"Harry called after him before following him into the vault. The piranha stopped as they moved into the middle of the room. fortunate things glittered from every direction.

"Wow ..."George III 's center glittered.

"Touch nothing."Harry 's eye spun in his socket."It was supposed to be a cup ... there !"Harry stepped forward and felt his feet weld to the floor.

"Where ?"Dragon moved into view.

"Did you do this to my feet ?"

"Where ?"

"Cos if you did do this to my foot I will weaken your neck. Do n't believe that sceptre will break me !"

Draco raised one eyebrow slowly then punched Harry in the face. Harry tried to stay erect but his feet would n't move and he fell backwards, landing on his elbows and slamming onto the floor. genus Draco 's face came into eyeshot above him.

"Where ?"

"Over by the corner."Harry pointed. Draco 's looked over. Harry resisted the urge to catch his branch, jerk them out from under the blonde bastard, throw him to the trading floor then punch him in the tummy and wear his arm before taking back his scepter and breaking his neck. Resisted. Barely."By the vases."

Draco moved off as Harry levered himself to his feet.

"Thanks for helping."Harry glared at the repose of the marauders.

"Are you really Harry ?"Padma narrowed her eyes.

"I 'm who I always was."Harry shrugged.

"That was evasive."

"Do n't have got clip to explain."Harry looked over at where Draco was reaching for the cup. He momentarily considered not telling him about the curses on the cup. Momentarily considered it, and decided it was a groovy idea.

"OW !"

"spirit out for the flagrante cuss !"Harry called out cheerfully.

"DAMNIT !"

"And the gemino !"Harry laughed as he saw genus Draco throw the cup on the floor, musical score of other cupful appearing out of the air.

"The retort for the gemino is unicus unicus unicus ?"Harry called out again."I 'll distinguish you the flagrante counter if you give me back my damn wand !"

genus Draco came back into sight without looking at Harry, stalking past him and out of the vault.

"Hey ! Are you gon na just leave me here ?"Harry tried to move his feet."Come on !"

Padma stepped hesitantly up to him and aimed her wand at his feet.

"There had better be a account for all of this."She said, before murmuring the finite.

Harry felt his fundament come absolve and hurriedly dashed out of the vault after Draco. The slytherin was almost to the Dragon when Harry 's eye caught a flash from a slope tunnel.

"Back in the vault !"Harry yelled. But he was n't quick enough. Before Draco had time to even ferment a bolt hit him full in the chest, throwing him to the trading floor. The cup clattered out of his manus. hobgoblin funnelled out of tunnel and Harry was forced back into the vault."Summon Draco !"Harry yelled to the other marauder as he dived through the ruined hurdle doorway. A present moment later the cup and it 's stunned carrier flew after him.

Bolts flew through the spread out doorway like horizontal rain. Harry dashed towards a weird gold chair and kicked it in front of the door, he ducked behind it and grabbed the arm, ignoring the burning nuisance in his own. copy of the chair fell out of nowhere, piling on top of one another in front of the door.

Harry dashed back and grabbed his wand off Draco 's prone eubstance. He spun around to see three wands pointing heterosexual at him.

"Oh come ON !"Harry yelled."Either shoot me or shut out up !"Harry pushed past them and aimed his wand over his barricade."Rennervate !"

There was a roar as the dragon was rudely awakened. The dash stopped for a bit as the goblins decided they had braggart things to worry about.

"Do you retrieve we can collapse past them ?"Fred was gripping his baton fiercely.

"I doubt it."Harry stepped backwards. It was beginning to take care like he had regained his true brass only to die in it. He had n't planned this enough. Had n't had a plan, but what else could he accept done ?

"Harry ..."

"I do n't know."Harry glanced back at the barricade. The roars had stopped. The bolts had begun again."I do n't know."Harry held his scepter grimly. Really should own planned this just ... And there was no assist ...

A news bulletin of flame burst from behind the marauders. Harry spun with his scepter out but it dipped a import afterwards. Harry 's mouthpiece fell open in shock.

"That 's ..."Padma pointed."That 's a ..."

"Phoenix."Harry stepped forward. The shuttlecock looked at him, apparently un-phased by the thunderbolt hitting the ceiling. Harry had no musical theme why it was there, but he was n't about to complain a gift horse in the rima oris."snap a feather !"Harry ordered the other vulture, grabbing Draco and pulling him towards the bird. It hopped forward and onto his outstretched arm. The phoenix 's gemmed eye 's met Harry 's. fire curled around them just as the barricade broke down.
*


Harry fell onto grass and felt claws get out his arm. He opened his oculus and saw the phoenix flapping away calmly, giving no sign of why it had come.

"Where are we ?"Harry glanced around and saw More vulture than he was expecting. Ginny and the others were staring at him in shock. The genus Phoenix had brought them to the rendezvous gunpoint. Harry stood and dusted himself off."Well that went well."Harry smiled."Someone want to wake Draco ?"

"Who the hell are you ?"Ginny 's helping hand was hovering near her wand.

"Oh yeah ..."Harry remembered that he looked or sounded nothing like they remembered."I guess this is kind of confusing ..."

"Yes Harry."Padma said to oecumenical shock."I believe you have an explanation to give."

"Oh yeah. I guess I have."Harry took a recondite breath."We should go back to Hogwarts though, they 'll be worried and this 'll contract awhile."

"No."Padma crossed her weapon."Right now."

"Ah ... ok."Harry reached into his bag and pulled his tent out, tapping it once to enlarge it to full size."You 'd ameliorate go inside, this is going to be a long story ..."

In the end he told them the same way Dumbledore had told him. Flatly, with no shock. It was really the exclusively way, the only when way to tell mortal that the entire universe was different to the way they thought it was. Like telling somebody that, contrary to everything they knew, the sky was really orange tree. He tried not to look at their faces as he spoke. It was like he was stripping naked, bearing everything to them. All the marauders were there, and in a way that was unsound. The master copy vulture, the core, he knew like family. But the others, the one that had joined when he was away last twelvemonth, not so much. Some of them had probably joined because he was Harry potter. Because they trusted the vaticination, because they trusted that he could destroy Voldemort. And now ... he was just some guy. Just some kid who had been pushed in over his head and forced to outlast. Constantly on the bound of drowning and having to claw for every drop of air. Getting his tangible boldness back should have made him feel happy. Telling his friend should hold made him feel happy. Instead he felt ... tired.

"... And in the end I decided to keep being Harry Potter."Harry fished lamely."Because, much as I hate what Dumbledore did, he was right hand. people need to see the chosen one out there fighting. It does n't matter what I want."

There was a foresighted, sullen secretiveness. Harry could see shock and revulsion painted on every face.

"It ... it makes sense."Hermione was the low to speak."It 's frightful but ... it makes sense. Even the bit about you not having a figure. That would explain why you, the very you, never received a Hogwarts invite, why your name was never written in the Hogwarts books. That was probably section of the grounds Dumbledore chose you. There would be no record for anyone to feel."

"I do n't experience. Possibly."Harry shrugged."He did n't tell me why he chose me. There ca n't induce been that many orphaned magical children of the right age to choose from. I always thought I just got the unforesightful straw."

"So you do n't even birth a real number name ?"Neville asked quietly.

"The orphanage called me Jack."It hurt to say that name. to a greater extent and more than Harry thought of Jack as what he would get when all this was finally over. When the universe did n't need Harry Potter anymore. When he could finally reside. He did n't distinguish them that though,"But I 'm not comfortable with that name yet. If you could just restrain calling me Harry that would be good."

"look at me."Draco said suddenly, still sounding tempestuous."Look into my eyes."

"You do n't believe me ?"Harry complied, meeting Draco 's gaze."It 's would be variety of an enlarge lie to imagine up."

"Shut up."Draco commanded and Harry felt a stabbing hurting behind his eye. Draco was n't bothering to be gentle with his probing. Harry supposed he could n't blame him. Harry saw himself in the hospital room for a moment, Dumbledore standing at the end of the bed. Harry turned his mental gaze away, letting Draco sentiment the images alone. Harry had no need to relive that day. Eventually the mental investigation subsided and Draco leant back, his face dropping from anger to shock."It 's unfeigned. It 's all true ..."

"You did n't require to trust it."Harry nodded."Neither did I."

"So hold, I 'm confused."Ron scratched his principal."What does this mean for the vaticination ? I thought Harry Potter, um ... the former Harry thrower, was the merely one who could shoot down you-know-who. So if he 's beat does that mean that ..."

"It means nothing."Harry cut in. He had to head off this lineage of conversation quickly."It 's pig. You trying to severalize me that if person walked up to Voldemort and chopped his headland off with a machete that somehow he would n't die."

"well no, he wouldn't."Padma pointed out."Because of the Hocruxs."

"Which we can destroy."Harry said quickly."Which anyone can destroy. Anyone with appropriate cock. Do n't necessitate cannon Harry for that. And besides ; Pythea thinks I can defeat Voldemort and no-one knows more about prognostication body of work than her."

There was a murmur of dialect from around the tent. Harry breathed an inner sigh of stand-in, at least he had headed off that disaster.

"So what do we do now ?"Split raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean what do we do now ?"Harry shrugged."We head back to Hogwarts, probably in the morning, it 's too late now. And then we keep assisting the decree and Snape to take down Voldemort."

"You mean we just act like northing 's changed ?"Hermione asked, aghast.

"Nothing has changed."Harry pointed out."I 'm still the like person I was yesterday. Voldemort 's still out there. The Lie Gou are still a terror. nil 's changed."Nothing ever changes. Except when it gets regretful."And when we go back to Hogwart 's I 'll chance someone who can put my face back on and no one will have intercourse any different."

"And you 're aright with that ?"

"Yes."No."human beings needs zep. Harry Potter is ... like my secret identity. Like spiderman."

"Who ?"Ron 's brow furrowed.

"Never mind."Harry hung his head tiredly."We should all probably take a fiddling time to rest. It 's been a yearn day."

And when we go back to Hogwarts it all begins again.
*


It was hours later and Harry was sitting outside the tent looking up at the mavin when he heard pace approaching behind him.

"Harry ? ... Jack ? .... individual ?"

"My name has n't changed."Harry chuckled into the night air."I thought everybody was asleep ?"

"I couldn't."Padma stepped up beside Harry and sat down."It 's just too a good deal to ask in at once."

"Imagine how I felt."

"I do n't own to imagine. I remember."Padma shrugged."You went crazy for a while, then Pythea made you better."

"Yep."

"She does that a lot does n't she."Padma raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have any specific point ?"Harry rolled his eye.

"I think you know."Padma smiled then looked away as Harry laughed."You even laugh differently. It sounds higher."

"Irisher probably."Harry tried to hear his own spokesperson but it sounded even foreign to him, it was probably some form of psychosomatic matter."I have n't really got used to it yet."

"What are you going to do when we go back to Hogwarts ? Are you really going to ask person to put you back the way you were ?"

"I guess I 'll sustain to ..."Harry bit his lip. The prospect was surprisingly unpalatable."I do n't fuck if we 'll be able-bodied to get the all packet back but we should at least be able-bodied to get the face. I can fake the representative if I have to, give me a little Thomas More time ... this upright ?"

"Deeper."

"wagerer ?"

"Say something else."

"You do get laid that if someone asks you to say something you instantly blank out every news you ever knew ?"

"That 's a little better."Padma nodded."We can act on it. Try Thomas More emotion."

"Should I be angrier ?"

"More acrid than angry."

"Oh great thanks."

"Perfect."

"Are you being sarcastic ?"

"Partially."

"Should I be more sarcastic ?"

"Definitely."

"Now you 're making fun of me."Harry chuckled."Hm, just proves I 'm back to normal."Harry leant back on the grass."I got my own face, we got out alive, got the cup, dumbfound up a bunch of goblins and I danced with a flying lizard. I call that a win."

"I wonder how very much of that gold got destroyed in the fires ?"

"Depends how much Fred and George stuffed in their pockets."

"They did n't ..."

Harry tapped his eye.

"They did. I 'm not surprised."Padma shook her head, chuckling."Speaking of treasure, have you worked out what you 're going to do with the cup."

"fountainhead ... I have one idea."Harry looked up into the sky."But I do n't bang if it 'll work ..."

"Is it dangerous ?"

"wellspring, no not particularly."

"So why do n't you try it."

"Good point."Harry stood up and closed his eyes. helper me.

"Harry what are you-"Padma trailed off as a flash of fire lit up the night. Harry opened his eyes to see two genus Phoenix looking at him quizzically. Harry stepped conclude to them and placed the cup on the footing next to the birds.

"Would you mind flaming this thing for me."The larger Phoenix hopped forward and looked up at Harry. Harry felt a little thought push towards him, it seemed to be saying ... why."It belonged to Voldemort."top dog cocked left."It helped him come back from the dead."foreland cocked good. Bob. The larger bird hopped adjacent to the cup and spread it 's wings. Harry shielded his eyes as the razz plumage turned to crimson flame.

"You just spent an time of day explaining to everyone how you 're not the Chosen one."Padma said quietly from behind him."So what exactly are you ?"

"I have no idea."Harry admitted, his middle sparkling with reflected fire. After a few moments both the flaming subsided and the birdie was gone, flamed away back to where it came from. All that was left of the cup was a stone combat of metal.

"Do you think there are more of them ?"Padma asked as Harry picked it up off the floor.

"More Hocruxes ? No way to tell."Harry stood and looked back towards the tent."Should probably manoeuvre back to Hogwarts. They 'll be worrying."
*


It was still benighted as the marauders alighted on the dope outside the gates of Hogwarts. Harry took out his wand and aimed it at himself.

"Harry what are you doing ?"genus Draco asked.

"Dissilusioning."Harry said the appeal and felt the frigid fingerbreadth of invisibility enclosing him."No one should see me like this."

"Oh, right."

"We need to get to Snape, he 'll be able to get me back looking like ... like Harry."Harry felt that strange disinclination again but squashed it down. It was requirement to stay under the mask. It was requisite."You guys head to the common rooms, you all deserve some proper sleep."

Harry walked up to the soundless palace and proceeded to the dungeons. Harry stopped outside Snape 's door and took a deep breathing time before knocking.

"Come in."Snape sounded like he was angry.

Harry pushed the door in and stepped into the moody office.

"Mr Potter."Snape had his cover turned and was slowly measuring out a foul green liquid into a beaker."Have you came to offer up an explanation as to why I have taken Horance Slughorn into protective detention ? Why a short delegacy that should sustain taken a unretentive tally of hour at most and only involved you and Mr Malfoy has taken one-half of Hogwarts and almost twenty four hour ? Would you like to explicate why Morfin Gaunt is dead ! Would you like to explicate why decease eaters attacked diagon alley ? And do not TRY to affect that you were not-"

"Snape turn around."Harry interrupted.

"potter do not try-"Snape 's question snapped around. His eyes widened."You ..."

"Me."Harry shrugged."I 'll explain everything, but I need you to do something about this human face. Please."

"So this is what you looked like bef ..."Snape whispered quietly. Then more forcefully."tone ending your genial blocks."

Harry sighed, but complied. A force pushed it 's way into his judgement. Flashes of the preceding day flickered past like bits of a past life. Harry just relaxed as every particular was wrung out like dirty washables. apple Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ... relax.

The prototype stopped and Harry opened his eyes. Snape pushed past him roughly.

"Hey ! Where are you going !"

"I know the blank space you were held, the place where the darkness Divine 's lab was."Snape pushed the door candid."It is an old genius dwelling house in British capital, the puerility home of Bellatrix. Perhaps there is something still there."

"What about me !"Harry called after the potions master."I ca n't leave your role looking like this !"But Snape was already gone."Wonderful."Harry pushed the doorway shut and collapsed on a chair."Wonderful ..."

Harry spent a sleeveless time of day trying to play transfiguration on himself, only succeeding in giving himself acne, when he noticed someone coming up the corridor outside. He froze momentarily before he saw who it was and relaxed.

"Hello Harry."Pythea said without pause as she pushed the room access open and turned to him.

"You could at to the lowest degree pretend to be a little surprised."Harry pointed at his face.

"You look the same to me."Pythea closed the door.

"Well at to the lowest degree we match now."Harry smiled out of one brownness eye and one super acid and into one green and one purple."How did you know I was down here anyway ?"

"Snape sent me. He told me to give you back your old face."Pythea cocked her read/write head."But I will only do it if you want me to."

"It 's ok."Harry sighed."I know I need to look like Harry again."

"You should n't feel forced, this is your choice."

"Would be kind of hard to explain."

"Not with the truth."

"Which I already decided I ca n't narrate the world."Harry hung his head."Maybe when all this is over. But for now the human race still needs their hero. I need my secret identity back."

"You 're sure ?"

"Yes."

Pythea moved closer and sat on the arm of his chair. She raised her hand and lightly touched his face. Harry shivered. Because of the magic. Just because of the magic. Thea leant in closer as her fingers played over his skin. Harry could sense her breathing time on his neck.

"So ... how um ... How long will this take ?"Harry said breathlessly ( the magic must own been interfering with his lungs ).

"Quite a while. Longer if you keep talking."Pythea placed her hand flat over Harry 's eyes and he felt a faint shifting around his lids. He could smell the picayune seers skin. Ink. She had been writing, probably scrying over to a greater extent maps for the rules of order. The hand was lifted away and Harry 's case felt oddly warm.

"This really will take a while."Pythea said suddenly, jarring Harry back to realism."You could try to get some sleep."

"I have a better idea."Harry opened his eyes and fixed them on Thea 's."Gaius Caesar emineo"The world swirled around them."There,"Harry leant back against a tree."That 's better."

"How did you memorise to do this ?"Pythea asked curiously as she looked around at the illusionary orchard.

"I looked it up after you did it to me last year."Harry shrugged."It 's not that hard if you have the place you want held in your mind. And this place is engraved on every cell of my brain."Harry crossed his leg on the grass. He knew it was just the leather of the professorship. But it felt the like grass. Harry sighed contentedly as Pythea went back to work out on his feature film. The wind ruffled his hair as it slowly darkened again.

Can I ask you about something ? Harry asked wordlessly, not moving his lip. Do you jazz anything about phoenixes ?

A minuscule. Why ?

I do n't know, but they seem to give birth some weird interest in me. One of them came when I called earlier. And before that one saved us in gringots.

A phoenix chose you as it 's partner ? Pythea sounded impressed. That 's a great honour Harry.

That 's not what it is. Harry was about to shake off his head, then stopped. They were different capital of Arizona, I could tell. And before, when you were sick, the whole phoenix dependency was acting weird towards me. Have you heard of anything like that before ?

That is ... very strange.

Thea we 're talking mentally. Harry chided. You ca n't blot out things as easily. You 're really shocked by this.

I ... I do n't cognise Harry. I 'm not used to not knowing. It makes me nervous, especially where you are concerned.

I do n't think it 's a danger. They saved my biography remember.

I know. Thea shifted her fingers down to Harry 's mitt. He could feel his clappers reshaping. But it still makes me nervous.

The Centaur want me bushed, the phoenixes want me alive. Harry rolled his optic. And that 's not even getting started on the humanity who want a man of me. See anything useful in seer-o-vision ?

No Harry. Thea smiled softly.

Harry sighed and closed his centre again. He had imagined the woodlet in natural spring and there were Malus pumila blossoms floating on the air. Pythea lowered her bridge player, the transformation was over. Harry did n't open his eyes, better to keep the here and now or a petty longer. Beside him the vaticinator leant on his articulatio humeri and closed her own eyes.

Harry did n't get it on how long they were sat there but eventually the illusion was shattered by the room access slamming open.

"Harry."Snape snapped as soon as he was through the door, holding it receptive just long enough for Natalie Zhao to mistreat through before slamming it shut."Harry stand up."

"Stand…right."Harry shifted uncomfortably. He was acutely aware of Thea pressing against his side."Um… moldiness I ? It's just that I'm… tired. Yes, tired. Legs… tired. And arms… general musculature…"

"Shut up."Snape knelt down and looked into Harry's optic. This prison term he didn't have to say it, Harry obediently lowered his denial and felt the conversant pushing of Snape's mind. After a few moments Snape leant back.

"That is what I thought I saw. But I had to be sure."

"What did you see."

"The wickedness lord stepping through the veil."Snape stood back up and stepped over to his desk. He poured a small glass of golden liquidity and wassail it in one gulp.

"So ?"Harry asked."So what does that think ?"

Snape said nada, just rubbed his forehead.

"We examined the head covering we found at Grimauld post. The house you were held in."Natalie answered."It is functionally identical to the embryonic membrane in the section of mysteries."

Pythea stiffened and Harry heard a sharp intake of breath.

"What does the veil do ?"Harry asked.

"It is a one way portal to death."Zhao answered simply."The section of whodunit was initially created to look into the ‘ three neat mystery story ’."

"Time, portion and death."Pythea said softly, imbuing the Good Book ominous strength.

"Yes that is right."Natalie nodded."Although some citizenry think they are essentially the Saami thing."

"They are wrong."Thea said leadenly.

"Get on with the explanation."Snape growled from his desk.

"The veil can be used to take a person bodily into the next world."Natalie snapped irritably.

"So it was used to toss off people ?"Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Actually it was originally an accolade to go through. antediluvian wizards would go through late in their lifespan with boxes and carts full of their rich people. Like an Pyramid, except they were still alive. It has n't been done for centuries though. And you 're right, in medieval times it was used to execute prisoner. It 's possible, with special equipment, to see through the veil."Natalie shuddered."I 've seen recording. The captive tried to get back, they tries everything, but in the end they all walked away. Across the desert."

The way went silent. Harry thought back to the painting that had been hanging in Voldemort 's research laboratory. one C of footmark leading away. None leading back.

"He knows how to see through."Harry thought back."He 's been investigating it. And he grabbed something before he stepped through, a gold amulet ... he must cause worked out a way to pass through it safely and get back."

"That is impossible."Natalie stated flatly."The department has been investigating it for hundred. Maybe he thought he had a way-"

"The darkness lord is still alive."Snape slammed his glass down on the desk.

"How do you bed that ?"Natalie asked pointedly.

"Because I know him."

"He 's right."Harry shook his head."Old serpent typeface knows Sir Thomas More about avoiding Death than anyone else. Hey ! You should put-"

"Place guards on the veil in the section of whodunit ?"Snape interrupted him."They are there as we speak. And others watch the veil at Grimauld home. But I doubt he will go to either of those places."

"There are other veils ?"

"Probably, no one knows."Natalie answered."token of ancient civilizations. He might come out of one of them. If he comes out at all."

Harry could see Snape opening his oral fissure to growl a retort so he quickly said,

"Speaking of avoiding death, did you see in my head-"

"The hocruxes."Snape interrupted him."Yes. In retrospect it was so obvious ..."

"In retrospect it always is."Harry said."At least now we know. Do you guess there are others."

"There are two others."Snape said simply. When Harry 's jaw dropped open Snape simply said."Mr Slughorn was very talkative with a some persuasion. He is not, in the end, an evilness man. Or even a foolish one. He is simply wedded to him comforts. In any eccentric he was a teacher here at Hogwarts yr ago when a boy called Tom Riddle was a student here. He once spoke to the Brigham Young nighttime Divine about the possibility of a seven part mortal. Counting the portion that remains in the dark lords torso, the diary, the serpent, the anchor ring and the cup."

"Two left ..."Harry felt frightening rising in his heart."And Voldemort knows where they are. And we don't."Harry bowed his read/write head, another problem. He was sick of this ... he was tired.

"Voldemort may be injured from his passage through the embryonic membrane. Injured or otherwise delayed."Snape said thoughtfully."given what I know of the darkness Maker perhaps I can find them before he recovers."

"You said'I'not 'We'."Harry raised an eyebrow. A few months ago he would have been angered by the lack of inclusion. Now he was verging on grateful.

"No."Snape raised a bridge player to silence complaints that would not do."I am not sidelineing you Harry. I am better suited to this project. As you are better suited to consider with our other problem."

"early pro ... Sasori."Harry rubbed his forehead. slight stab of pain were feathering his temples. He wanted desperately to log Z's."I 'd blank out about him."

"It is worse than you think. He has the philosopher 's stone."

"Voldemort did n't make in on him when he went through ?"

"No. We found the sealed dependable the dark lord was keeping the Harlan F. Stone in. It had been broken open."Snape shook his head teacher."We have one darkness God Almighty to take with. I would rather prevent the raise of another."

"Sasori 's ambitious."Harry nodded."We 've got to take him down before he learns to use the stone."

"My thoughts exactly. But he will be well defended, and I can not use any purchase order extremity, all of them are needed in the search for the morose lord."

"So that leaves me."Harry bit his lip to contain a disconsolate suspiration. Snape needed him. The existence needed their freakin grinder ..."I 'll get the stone back."

"Remember what we learnt at their temple."Snape held up a exemplary finger.

"There could be century of them in there."Harry nodded."I 'll come up with something though ... you just worry about Voldemort. I 'll deal with the Lie Gou."

"Very well."Snape nodded, then seemed to acknowledge the way Harry was sagging into his armchair."I am sure you need to pillow. I know that I do."

"Goodnight professor."Harry nodded as he and Pythea left the night office. After a few m of mute corridor Pythea asked quietly,

"Do you have a architectural plan ?"

"Not yet. But I 'll think of a plan."Harry bit his lip. He had to occupy a spike building full of magical ninjas in a burp universe of discourse and encounter a bantam endocarp. Like looking for a needle in a haystack while evading a rabid wolverine."And it had better be a skillful one ..."



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Harry stepped out of the flue and turned up his apprehension against the rain. He was headed for the Tarot, for his 2d visit in as many 24-hour interval. He had the beginnings of a plan to attack Sasori, he just did n't know if it was too insane. His architectural plan could get them into the home, it would n't help them encounter the pit though ... The rain was driving vertically into Harry as he trudged down the Second Earl Grey street.

Was soul following him ?

Harry 's eye rolled back in it 's socket. There was someone on the street behind him, could be a muggle, Harry could n't see well enough with all the twisting the rain brought. He changed direction and stepped onto a occupy muggle street, taking him away from the tarot. The man followed him. Proved nothing. Harry was very thrifty not to race up or retard down. He had a meeting scheduled in the Tarot but he had left himself plenty of time. And the patron would not thank him for leading mortal to their imbibition jam. Tarot pubs had been found before by the aurors of path and subsequently abandoned. The musical theme continued. Still, they would be ... displeased.

Harry stopped at a crossing suddenly and waited patiently for the Christ Within to alter. The man following him slowed to a crawl and stopped at a workshop battlefront, pretending the shelter under the awning. The lights changed. Harry stepped forwards and the man set off in pursuit.

Bugger.

Now that he was tight Harry could zoom along in on the man 's boldness. An older man, maybe XL. Black hair with a small Lady Jane Grey. moustache, pick shaven otherwise. Wearing grey trench coat. Under that wearing unremarkable cord and shirt. So far so muggle. Under that the man had muscle. Unusual amounts for a man his age. Harry slowed down a ticking to a greater extent to get a practiced view. Wand. In his pocket with his finger s wrapped around it.

shit it. So much for being muggle. Harry could see the man 's pulsation, a perfectly calm and quantify tempo. He was n't stressed whoever he was. From his fount he was n't one of the Lie Gou either. Although it could be a disguise. Or it could be the other masses who wanted him dead.

Harry bit his lip, if he doubled back to the flue he was fairly sure he could get away from this guy. But then he would n't make his rendezvous. He could call backup, the marauders, but they could take eld. He could try to turn a loss this guy ... that was the fresh thing to do. But then he would n't get any clew why these wierdos were after him. So he could fight ... but not here. A car shot past Harry, throwing up water system out of a puddle. Definitely not here, too many muggles.

Harry turned down an side street between grandiloquent apartment buildings. His tush was catching up. He must have realized he had been made. Harry ducked into an alleyway and ran to the end before sliding into hiding at the edge of a rampart and drawing his wand.

The man stepped into the alley. Harry waited as his tracker strode along the dank sewer between the wall. The old man stopped suddenly and drew his scepter. What was he doing ? ... The man aimed.

Damnit !

Harry leapt out of the way as the man sent a red bolt of lightning straight through the brick where Harry had been. Harry came up with his wand out and fired a dish. The man shielded without a thought and blasted a another red thunderbolt at Harry, all the spell advancing quickly.

Harry flicked his wand, dragging a dumpster into the man 's itinerary and banishing it towards him. It was quickly transfigured into feathers but Harry reversed the spell and the man was broadsided, driving him back. Harry banished again, driving his battering ram of metal and methamphetamine into the man again. Suddenly a cutting tweed trice filled the air and the dumpster was cut in half by a radiance blade.

Harry cursed, to a good deal to hope early people would n't know his tricks.

The man dashed forward, the blade still sparkling in his handwriting. Harry sent a wide-eyed stunner that forced the man to omit the sword to shield and followed it up ...

"Atrax !"The glass in the alley grew spider legs and threw itself at the old man who raised his manus and called up a shockwave that blew the wanderer to pieces and made the construction shake."Tempesto"Harry called jazz to fellate the glassful and debris back at his attacker but the man ducked to the wall and jabbed his privation to the sky.

Harry dodged in time but was still blown to the floor as a lightning bolt shot down from the already bulging sky and blew apart the flagstones under his infantry. Harry rolled to his ft as another stabbed down where he had been lying.

Harry dashed towards the man and fired a bolide at his facial expression, following it up with a blistering barrage of hexs and charms. The man had to turn back his attack to shield but flicked his former helping hand into his scoop to quarter out little capsule.

What the hell ?

With a flick of his wrist the man threw the matter at Harry.

"Depulso !"Harry yelled on innate reflex but it did nothing to stop the thing."Geyser"Harry flicked his wand down and a natural spring of piss erupted from the ground sending the little thing tumbling into the air.

The man dropped to the flooring with his hand over his ears. Harry was about to fire a while at him when the little capsule exploded with a thunder-clap and a blinding flash of light. Brick ships fountained down on Harry as he was thrown backwards. He looked up in horror as the whole incline of the edifice crumbled, bricks rending in immense cracks and sheeting falling away.

fry !

Harry 's eye flickered to the biggest gap just in time to see a bed dip through the offer and get stuck, dropping it 's screaming inhabitant from the fifth floor. Harry 's had scrabbled for his wand but he was too foggy, too slow down. Someone else was faster. The old man darted beneath the falling kid and caught him in both blazon just as Harry 's finger closed around his wand and swung around ...

Wand pointing ... Man defenceless ... Child screaming in his arms ...

They stayed stuck in that tableau vivant for a long New York minute. Harry could feel his own breathing. The other man could n't defend himself with his hands full ... but on the other bridge player he had a human buckler. Harry could hear panic-stricken battle cry from above. The muggles would be here soon. The other man just stood motionless. And then, to Harry 's amazement, the other man knelt down and laid the child on the concrete before slowly raising to his metrical unit with his hands held out to either side of him.

He had given up his man shield.

"Who the infernal region are you ?"Harry yelled through the rain, keeping his scepter trained on the man 's chest."You want to kill me but you do a fireman save on someone else ? Why the hell just me ?"

The man was silent.

"You 'll save everyone but me is that it ?"

"I am saving everyone else."The man spoke for the first clock time, his part low and oddly accented.

"What ?"

"I am saving everyone else."The man repeated."By killing you."

"What ?"

"You must die."The man said flatly."I take no pleasure in it, but if you do not die the consequences will be terrible."

"How the hell does that work ?"Harry yelled angrily."I 'm the bloody chosen one here !"

"No. You are not. You are not the elect one. This we know. But that is not the point."The man 's voice was hasty. They could both hear running infantry approaching. Harry gritted his teeth. He wanted to stun this guy and take him in ... on the former paw, he had saved a kid. On the other hand ...

The man 's arms came down and the pass of dissapparation filled the alleyway. Harry recovered from his infuriated impact just long enough to disillusion himself just before the muggles stampeded into the back street. He hid at the side and squeezed out before dashing away along the street. In the rain someone would point out him if he stayed in one lieu too long. Harry ducked into a doorway and cancelled the spell before sinking to his genu and pushing his chief back against the wall, heedless of the rainwater running down his face.

I have to die ?

Harry knocked his head against the stone.

I have to die ? Because I 'm an abomination.

That was the reason these wierdo 's had been after him ? They had n't told him any more than the Centaur and yet ... they knew who he really was. They were n't killing him for being Harry potter. They were trying to vote down Jack Malyn.

Why would anyone desire to kill an orphan with no memory ?

Harry smacked his head against the gemstone again. He had given five bloody and painful geezerhood to protecting multitude and fighting shadow, class he did n't accept to sacrifice. A battle he had n't had to be a part of. And for what ? For people who save small fry from sealed dying to try to kill him.

Tears might hold been flowing from his optic, he could n't tell in the rain.

Harry pulled his knee joint up to his thorax and wrapped his arms around them. He had sat like this back before Hogwarts he could think of ... of course nearly of the time he had been smart enough to find someplace out of the rain. He could remember that time ... what form of spirit did he result now that he looked back fondly on being a street urchin ? That thought was too bitterness to even make him laugh.

Harry rolled his eye to wait at the spotter in his pocket. He still had ten moment till his scheduled meeting and he was going to spend at least five of them here in the rain, in the gutter, in a threshold with faded band posters nailed to the chipboard. He did n't wish if it made him late, if this doorway was all the public was giving him then he would take it. He had to have something.

Harry curled up and knock his had back into the corner where the pelting was a piffling LE. He closed his centre and felt the droplets slapping against his coat. He did n't care.
*


Harry pushed open the door of the tarot, this time situating itself in a brightly decorated wine-coloured bar. He took a sedate breath.

"Wet out there."Harry threw a drying charm over his apparel and hair and stepped over to the man he had come to meet. Harry bowed respectfully and forced a juke grinning onto his face."serious evening. Thank you for hearing what I have to say."

The man on the other position of the board nodded faintly to the chairwoman opposite him. Harry sat.

"So ..."Harry took a shallow breath."Shall I tell you about Sasori ?"
*


time of day later Harry sat alone in a side booth of the tarot card. The man he had come to forgather was long gone. The meeting had gone well, Harry had said what he needed to say and the man had believed it. He had also given Harry a large bag of gold, but that was n't crucial. It had only been important that the man thought Harry wanted money for the entropy, to hide the real grounds and ...

Oh what was the point ?

Harry took a thick drapht of the drink in front line of him. It was on a coaster, as were the two empty looking glass in nominal head of him. If he went back to Hogwarts he would feature to originate being himself again, having people demand things of him, and he was n't sure he could take on that compensate now.

Just ask to get down Sasori ... get back the stone ...

Except after that Voldemort is still out there.

Snape 's dealing with it.

Snape is getting the Hocruxs. Even if we find them all Voldemort is still out there, and I do n't like his sudden obsession with this gate-to-death. Let 's typeface it, we 're not even close up to the end.

Harry finished the residue of his crapulence and dropped the abandon. He should n't have another. He was going to deliver another. He just wanted to spend some time where there was no one demanding anything of him, was that too much to ask ? Harry dropped his headway to his hands. The only topographic point he could be calm was in a den of wickedness, the hideout of criminals. What did that say ?

Harry breathed deeply and drew his orchard acoustic projection around him, but it wavered and portion of the Tarot showed through the boundary. Harry realized he would n't be able to hold it and allowed it to fade. It was n't genuine anyway.

Maybe when this is over I can go back there. The thought surfaced in Harry 's mind. Going back to the orphanage, living like a muggle. He had no skills or anything but surely they needed janitors ... or entertainers. Harry sighed or maybe he would just leave the area. He 'd escape his friends, the marauder, Thea .... but they 'd translate. adopt another name ... or go back to Jack and just ... wander ...

Harry dropped his head to the table. gooselike opinion, there was still Word seven before he could think of matter like that.

The thing is ... I do n't sleep with if I can lowest that long.

Harry closed his eyes and laid back in his Booth. He 'd have to last that long would n't he ? Because that was what he needed to do, what the cosmos asked of him. And he always did what was asked of him. Every bloody time, no topic what. Every bloody time.

"Mr ceramicist ! I did n't expect to see you here."

Harry 's eye 's shot open in an representative. He had n't been paying attention. His charming eye had just been rolling in it 's socket but now it snapped to care. His script jerked to his wand, but as he saw who was approaching him he relaxed. A little.

"Mr James."Harry looked up at the mysterious older man."Another word of advice content for me ? What 's happened now ? Sky falling ? Hitler back from the dead ? New Dido single ?"

"Did I not just say I was surprised to see you here ?"James slid into the booth diametric Harry. He took a sonant sip of his gin and tonic then placed it on the table.

No coaster. Harry tried to remember what gin and tonic meant in the Tarot code.

"Oh, my mistake."Saint James slid a coaster under his drink.

Had that really been a error ? Was King James I just having a drink or was he sending a signal ? Or did he need Harry to call back he was ... Oh who cares.

"Come here often ?"Harry asked the man diametric him.

"Occasionally, I mean you have to. To do business."James glanced around."I was not expecting to see you here though, being one of the pure ones."

"Not entirely virtu-"Harry broke off mid sentence as he realised something. He could see James. With both middle. The old man was actually there, not a forcing out like before. Harry was shocked for a moment. He was even more shocked that he had n't noticed. The firelight glinted off the meth in front man of him. Harry closed his eyes and surrounded himself with his grove, just for a fraction of a secondment. He tried to pull his nous together before he opened his eyes."Not entirely pure. Just more vestal than my enemies."

"I 've heard you have to a greater extent than one enemy these days."James said casually."Dear old Tom enigma and now you have gone further afield for enemy. I knew the dark lord was foolish for putting his trust in mercenaries."

Harry 's eye flickered down James II'physical structure, looking for anything resembling a clew to his identity element. The solution were disturbing, almost every off-white in the old man 's consistence had been broken years ago, probably at the Lapp fourth dimension. Even the bones in his skull under his bald head showed mansion of mend fractures. It was long ago, they had healed naturally first, then magically later ... weird. The guy was stocked to the branchia with magical artefacts and talisman too, but that was intelligible here. No wand however ... that was also odd.

"I do n't cerebrate he puts faith in anyone."Harry shrugged."How did you find out they left him anyway ?"

"It 's more than or less common knowledge in my circles."Saint James the Apostle waved to the bar."Can I get you another drink."

No."I 'll have what you 're having."Why did I say that ?

James motioned to the mixologist and a mo later Harry was holding a gin and tonic.

"You can relax Mr Potter."James took another sip from his glass."This is the tarot card commemorate ? No one can touch you here. Not even me."

"Screw it."Harry took a deep drink of his drink. He paused."This taste terrible."

"My apology. Shall I order you something el-"

"Yes."Harry drained the rest of the ice."Please."

A glass of egg white wine appeared in Harry 's paw. He sipped it this time.

"Penny for your mentation Mr Potter ?"James asked.

"Why did you fare here this night if you did n't live I was here ?"

"You are not the center of attention of the universe Mr ceramicist. Despite what many think."James smiled."I have many former thing to oversee other than yourself. As to what job I had here ? That is none of yours."

"Fair enough."Harry shrugged. Saint James the Apostle did n't have a wallet in his pocket, not any money either. He had n't paid the barkeeper for any of his swallow, he must have a tab. No one had a tab at the Tarot. Not unless to not give them a tab would have been dangerous to the proprietors. Who the hell was King James I ? Harry considered for a moment, then abandoned the train of thought process. Tonight he was n't going to try to solve any mysteries, he was just going to make relaxed, imbibe, and sing to a mysterious stranger who was probably the head word of some sort of clandestine law-breaking mob. waiting ..."So it would n't take in anything to do with the man who tried to attack me on the way here ?"

"plan of attack you ?"James looked aghast."On the way to the Tarot ? That would be terribly bad etiquette. I ca n't imagine that even the Lie Gou would do that, they would be barred from the organisation, they would loose business."

Harry said nothing. If Sasori had already worked out how to use the stone to deform lead into gold that might not matter.

"Did it front like one of the Lie Gou ?"

"No, but they could easily disguise themselves."Harry took a sip of wine-coloured."Did n't fight like one of the Lie Gou."

"Perhaps I can assist ? What did he attend like ?"Saint James actually seemed interested.

"Perhaps,"Harry hesitated, should he tell Saint James anything else ? His fractured mentality threw up a red pin, but on the other mitt he currently knew sod all about the citizenry trying to defeat him. Anything he found out would be helpful."Oldish, moustache, sounded foreign. Italian maybe ..."

"The Same someone who attacked you with a crossbow earlier this year ?"

"No."Harry did n't ask how James knew."Not the same someone, but probably from the same informant. The crossbow guy was admirer with the centaurs."

"The centaurs would never hire assassins."St. James waved the comment away."Not only is it against their natural law, they also have too small money. You ca n't take killers with acorns and mysticism."

"They were n't assassins, at least not paid ones."Harry thought back to the deep comments his attacker had made."They did n't seem like assassins ..."

"fountainhead I ca n't think who they would be."James River shrugged apologetically, but not unhappily."It would seem you have stumped me. I mean of course there are Italian crime organizations but none of them have any sake in you."

"You know that for certain ?"

"Of course."King James I actually seemed to be relaxing, his elderly frame leant against the table."virtually criminals are looking forward to the remotion of Voldemorrt, he is an discomfort to so many things."

"Like living."

"Quite."

"There was one early affair ..."Harry bit his lip."In the fight the man went out of his way to save a muggle who got caught in the crossfire. Almost lost the fighting because of-"

"No ..."James II'eyes went encompassing."Are you certain ?"

"Positive."

"But they ... why would they have any reason to attack you ?"

"You know who they are ?"Harry perked up and tried to sit up straight. His articulatio cubiti slipped off the mesa but be righted himself and asked again."You know who they are ?"

"I believe I do ..."James affect Harry quizzically over his field glass."Why would they ... but it ca n't be them. I would almost ask them to be on your side."

Harry said nix. The men probably would be on the side of Harry Potter. At least Jesse James did n't sleep together who he really was. Probably.

"Just distinguish me who they are."Harry said irritably.

"Oh some gull who think they can save the world."James chuckled under his breathing space."Even more delude than Dumbledore was in many elbow room. Couching their amentia in some cockeyed notions of Order and chaos and god and ... they are derisory. Think no more of them. I seriously doubt that they could succeed where Voldemort failed."

"That 's comforting. You know what would be more comforting ? If you would give me a freekin name."

"But the real question is why you ?"St. James tapped his glass thoughtfully."Yes ... yes that is very interesting."

"You ca n't not tell me."Harry 's articulatio cubiti slipped again, this meter knocking over one of his old glasses."You have to tell me who they are."

"Actually I do n't think I will Mr Potter."James chuckled under his breath."When you get as old as I am, and I am very old, it is very infrequently that you encounter something interesting. That is partially why I involved myself in your life, unpredictable as you are. This doubt however is even Thomas More of a conundrum. No, I believe I will not tell you. Not until I have considered more this intriguing trouble. honest evening Mr potter, it was a pleasure to meet you again."James stood and turned away.

"Hey !"Harry tried to stand but his arm got caught on the table and he fell back into his seat. He tried to depend upon again and stepped quickly towards the door.

"You 're not thinking of following him are you ?"A deep growl came from the barman. Following individual leaving the Tarot was as bad as attacking them at it.

"No, just leaving myself."Harry shook his promontory. He turned back to the mesa and, a thinking springing to take care, leant over and sniffed at St. James'crank. Still one-half total. Smelled of quinine water. No gin, just tonic.

Damnit

Harry turned to leave alone. At to the lowest degree he was protected by tarot card rules as well. No one would snipe him on his way back. The rules stopped him from getting killed, did n't lay off him from being played for a fool. Harry stepped out into the rainwater, letting it run down his face soothingly. He had screwed up badly tonight. He had made misunderstanding ... no. No he had n't made mistake. A mistake was when you did n't know that what you were doing was stupid. He had known, and he had done it anyway.

Why

Because the creation owes me some freakin screw ups. Harry pulled his pelage around him and stalked off into the rain. The rules were supposed to protect him, but that did n't signify he did n't watch the tail all the way home.
*


"Why do you think Harry brought us all here ?"Hermione asked quietly as the rest of the vulture waited in the vulture 's attic.

"I do n't roll in the hay. No one knows obviously."Ron said from beside her."He was n't in his bed in conclusion night, I know that."

"It must be something important to gather us all here like this."Hermione bit one of her fingernails."Maybe he 's found where Voldemort is ? Or something about the Lie Gou ? I wish he 'd tell apart us what was going on."

"I guess it 's harder now."Ron shrugged."Half the school 's marauder. He ca n't keep open us all in the loop. Remember when it was just the six of us ? Right in the offset ?"

"Seems like a life-time ago."

"sort of does I-"Ron broke off."Hey, flavor there ..."He pointed.

"Is it Harry ? Oh,"Hermione shook her head as Draco stepped into the room. He looked as tired as he always did, but it was still a hebdomad to full-of-the-moon moon. As he entered Hermione saw Ginny nearby stiffen, but totally ignore the Slytherin 's entrance.

"Why does n't she just give up on him ?"Ron said angrily."It 's stupid that she 's so tear up about it."

Hermione did n't say what she wanted to.

"Anyway Draco 's a butt for doing this."

Again, Hermione kept silent. Given that Harry had been gone a lot lately and Ginny had n't been speaking often Hermione had been spending quite a lot of time with Draco. She had a intuition that he had his intellect for rejecting Ginny. Or, well the fact that he was a lycanthrope and ...

"HEY half-wit !"The marauder fell dumb, turning to see that Harry had materialized."Sorry, I meant to say 'Can I have your attention ?'but somehow it just ... well you know how it is. In any typeface, grab your gear. We 're leaving in five to save the world."
*


"Harry where are we going ?"Ginny demanded as the vulture slung their invisibility cloaks on.

"Well first we 're going to Wales, to the lake that forms the ingress to the Lie Gou factor house."Harry was strapping a spear-like thing to his hip."Where we float far above the pee like moderately butterflies. Then, at the opportune second, we fly down through the portal, fly up to the house, go in, determine the Edward Durell Stone, get the stone. Simple."

"That 's your program ?"

"Well they will be a little distracted by that degree ..."
*


Harry zoomed his eye down through the darkness. A skirmish of figures were approaching the water supply, flitting from cover version to encompass like shadows. They were grouping near the lake, slipping in one by one. Harry 's hand tightened on his wand, so it had worked, he had n't been sure it would.

Usually at this item he would be feeling the Rush of adrenalin before a big fighting, this time he just felt scar. There were a lot of people behind him who would become very all in if this went wrong. He did n't feel energized, he felt ... deadened ...

The close of the shadows slunk into the lake. Harry took a cryptic breath. He flicked his spotter out. About two minutes would probably do it.

Harry closed his eyes. The woodlet was still there, but the foliage were gone, turned into heading and mulch on the ground. Harry could n't tell if the winding blowing through his hair was in the phantasy or in world. It did n't matter. Two minutes were up.

"Down."Harry aimed his broom down and carefully guided it down, with one hand the staff in straw man of him to aim. The rest of the predator followed him.

'' Agoredig Ffordd. '' Harry whispered to the water 's Earth's surface. He took a mysterious breath ..."NOW !"

Harry dove his Calluna vulgaris forward through the water and straight out the other side. His privileged ear flipped out as gravity reversed itself and he spun in the air involuntarily before righting himself. other vulture shot past him, taking the pencil lead, just like they planned. After all, he was n't the one you wanted leading an transmitting aerial attack.

Harry followed the others, shooting across the still air. Up ahead he could see the synagogue, it 's window glowing in the night air. charm and urarthritis of fire dead reckoning into the air all around them. They were n't aimed at them though, they were aimed at the other figures on the ground.

"whole kit and boodle like a charm."Harry muttered through gritted tooth as they shot over the warzone.
*


"So you started a war between ninjas and Sir Thomas More ninjas !"

"Look,"Harry appear a calming breath."I met the leader of the Lie Gou at the Tarot."Harry flicked two torpedo into his inwardly pockets.

"I thought that was who we were going to attack ?"

"Sasori 's just their European factor."Two ampul of potion and a grenade went into another scoop."And a very blue boy for working the Voldemort/philosophers Harlan Fisk Stone angle without cutting his chief in for a share. They 're not happy. They 'll be moving this evening to explain their displeasure to him at length."

"So we attack while there 's already a war between criminal mercenary ninjas."

"Course."Harry tried to sound more sure of himself than he felt."So long as there are n't any complications it should go fine."
*


"Yes !."Her deal curled around the discarded wand."Allohamora."The cell door sprang loose, pushing the clay away. Bellatrix stepped out of her prison cell and kicked the soundbox before spitting on it as a final examination insult and moving off, crouched against the wall. These irreverent soldier of fortune had kept her immure for days, but it was nothing, she was used to worse prison house. And now they fought among themselves. Useless chump. And now that she was gratuitous there would be hell to pay.
*


Harry crashed through the window and rolled to his understructure, wand out. The others had already secured the elbow room but he wanted to be sure.

"Ok, you know your teams."Ginny barked."Team four, appreciation here ! Everyone else, GO !"She did n't even hold off before dashing off.

"wait you suicidal-"Harry darted after her, cursing. To be fair this had been the plan, in a general good sense. Secure a few rooms from the rabidity and burn a way of life to Sasori, where they hoped to find the pit, leaving squad along the way to secure a way out. The plan had not been for Ginny to go all death-seeker."Ginny duck !"Harry reached the young woman just in time to tackle her to the floor. A bolt of lightning smashed through the wall, above them. Harry fired back through the hole with one handwriting, dragging Ginny to her invertebrate foot with the other.

"What- ?"

"I go first !"Harry barked into her face."I 'm the one with the eye ! Remember ?"

"I-"For a moment it seemed like Ginny was going to fight him."fine. Get moving then."The last sentence was said through gritted teeth.

Harry pushed away and surged forward. genus Draco stepped up following to him and for a here and now caught his eye.

Harry send her back. She should n't be here. She 's not thinking straight.

She would n't listen. Harry sent back quickly. At least here we can keep on an eye-"cuticle !"Harry himself jumped close to Draco, trusting the wolfman 's shield far more than his own.

An ark of knives tore through the bulwark like machine gun flame and a moment later the wall crashed in, filling the corridor with fighting black figures.

"Harry which ones are on our side !"Neville yelled.

"None of them !"Harry stunned a Lie Gou who got too close as the warring factions ripped each other apart before the marauder 's eyes."Just stay back and hit any that notice you or outlive !"

And maybe do n't talk ?

Harry was thrown backwards as one of the fighters fired a tour at the auditory sensation of his interpreter. Harry hit the paries and felt his wand jarred out of his finger. His early mitt gripped the spear in his sleeve and had torn it out before he hit the floor. He sent lighting from the tip at his attacker before sweeping it over the early combatants. They fell to the floor like ragdolls and the marauder sent stunning spells to truly post them to la-la-land.

"team three handle this office !"Ginny yelled. She darted forward but stopped short at a abruptly public eye from Harry.

Harry turned and grabbed his baton before continuing on, threading his way through soundbox. He felt jealous of the others, they could only listen the conflict going on all around them, just way away. He could see it.

Oh god so very much profligate ...

He had done this. Harry gritted his teeth as he silently led the marauder through passageways away from the main battles. He had done this. He had caused this massacre.

"Two in the next room."Harry did n't even hesitate as he threw the room access open and stabbed the lighting lance at one. Draco dropped the other one and Harry just kept walking. There were tables in this room, the remains of a repast. They had just been eating. There were already three bodies in the next room. Well, two and a half.

I caused this.

"Harry focal point !"Draco 's voice shocked Harry out of his fugue.

"It 's ok. I 'm ok."Harry gritted his teeth. Draco narrowed his bloodshot eyes.

Do n't tell me you 're going mad too-

I 'm fine. Harry continued quietly."It looks like Sasori 's office and stuff is through here. Its at the top of ... of like an indoor tower thingy in the midriff of a garden. There 's a stair around the exterior of it. And lots of safety, 20 on the earth, fifteen on the stairway. That I can see anyway. No other way through though."

"Is Sasori there ?"Ginny said flatly.

"Ca n't tell. There 's a Mrs. Humphrey Ward around the top of the tower."Harry looked back over his troops. There were n't many left. They had left a breadcrumb lead of prophylactic zone across the temple, it left them stretched but it was the only way.

"Alright."Ginny said definitely."Hermione, you keep the repose of them with you and take away out everyone on the floor, hold the area. Harry, Dragon and me ... we go up the tower."

"Ginny-"

"You know that 's the best way."Ginny growled."You have a better plan ?"

"That 's it."Harry narrowed his eyes."You 're going back. aid concur the last room."

"To hell with you !"Harry 's hand snapped forward but Ginny had already slammed the door open.

"Damnit !"Harry 's hand flicked into his sac as xxxv verge reel towards him. Harry 's paw flicked out of his air pocket."Disperseas !"Ten grenades fanned out across the room like a spray of death."Shield !"

Draco 's cuticle flashed around him as Harry 's thought were filled with hate of everything red-headed and distaff. The fire consumed the garden but the charm were already hammering down. Harry 's eye caught something that made him scream like a banshee.

"NO !"Ginny was shooting into the air, zooming towards the top of the tower !"Who knew she still had her heather !"

"She had it in her bag !"Draco yelled through gritted teeth."Shield down in three ... two ... one ..."

"Stupefy !"Harry had his sceptre in one manus and the spear in the other. Two anatomy rose from the smoke. Two anatomy were thrown back in. Harry dashed to the stair and cursed as he aimed a stunner at a shape leaping out of the shadow. The staircase did n't even bear a banister, no protection from the firing below.

"We should take out the single down here first !"genus Draco slammed into the paries side by side to Harry.

"Ca n't ! Stupid Bloody evil your freekin wannabe GIRLFREIND stupid putting to death HER !"A pattern dropped down in figurehead of Harry and he took the opportunity to take out his rage. The number fell back bloody."We need to get up there in slip she does some -DIE dolt EVIL- she 's screwed everything up ! Here you shield I 'll kill. I feel like killing."

Harry edged forward as fast as he was able, cowering under Draco 's buckler as they advanced up the tower.
*


Ginny dropped off her Scots heather at the top of the tower and ducked behind a side wall.

She could do this. She could do this alone. She did n't need ... Ginny took a bass breath, her heart was racing. Suddenly she was thrown to the floor as the paries exploded outwards above her. Ginny rolled and aimed her wand at the opening, but a mo later another hole appeared right on the other side of the tug. Flashing lights broke from inside the tower and Ginny gingerly snuck up the the hole in the wall. Down below Ginny could hear explosions, the others were fighting. But she did n't need them ...

Ginny raised her head a little over the wall and looked over. Inside there was a wide office, desk shattered against the shelves, shelves thrown across the floor, floor on ardour. In the midsection of the way, circling one another like dogs, a man and a adult female, baton poised to fire.

Bellatrix. Bellatrix and Sasori.

"Give me the stone !"The scarred demise eater looked rabid, foaming at the sass and vellication."afford me the stone or I 'll pull you limb from limb !"

Sasori said naught, but sent a spell bouncing off the rampart to captivate Bella in the side, throwing up a gout of rakehell. She was covered in blood but did n't seem to actualise it. Sasori was clean and almost smiling. He was winning and he knew it.

Ginny shifted around the outside of the towboat. She could finish up off Bellatrix ( of course she could ... ) but the Lie Gou ... If she could take him out first, from concealing, she could carry Bella. Then she 'd birth the stone. She could get it herself.

Ginny tried to crop out where the battler were from the screech and detonation from inside the agency. Why had n't she got herself an eye like Harry 's ? She 's considered it, why had n't she done it ? Ginny found another break in the rampart and raised herself up.
*


"pillock bloody- !"Harry barged into the Lie Gou in battlefront of him and chucked him off the side of the tug. By now it was a long way down. Harry tried to aim through a haze of pain and forced his feet to climb higher up the tower."genus Draco move !"Harry yelled back at the man behind him.

"You go ahead, I 'll hold them !"genus Draco was raining down fire on the paladin below."You help her !"

"You sure ? I 'm planning on killing her afterwards."

"Just GO !"
*


"Stubefy !"Ginny felt a cry of victory as the go smashed into the Lie Gou 's backrest, sending him careening to the floor."Avada Kedavra !"Ginny aimed the bane at the shocked death eater at the other face of the room. Bellatrix threw herself to the side, giving Ginny time to overleap the wall and dart forward into the war-torn ruin.

"You ?"Bellatrix bicker as she pushed herself up from the trading floor."Why are you here you muggle loving bitch ?"

"Shut up ! Jupitall !"Ginny sent lightning flying at the death feeder and dodged to the torso of the Lie Gou on the floor. pocket. early Pocket. Inside Pocket- THERE ! Ginny 's fingers closed around a tiny Harlan Fisk Stone. The philosophers stone, she had it. Ginny rolled behind the corpse of the desk to avoid a vile black curse and jumped to her substructure."Come on ! Come on bitch fighting ! testify me wha-"

The oath hit her in the chest.
*


Harry 's eye saw through Harlan F. Stone and flesh to give every hideous detail. His metrical foot faltered on the stairs and he fell to his knees as he saw the while hit dwelling. The shining red luminousness of the hex radiated out in waving from her chest of drawers, meeting her ribs and staving them in, raking through her lungs and slamming into her backbone. Breaking it like a twig. Ginny was lifted off the ground and switch onto the bulwark behind her. When she hit she did n't hit like a individual. She hit like a poke of core, leaking profligate and sliding down the wall before collapsing on the floor.

Harry could listen zippo. The war all around him might as well have been mist. Harry did n't see the last few gradation he dashed up like lightning. He did n't see the bulwark between him and Bellatrix, it broke like chalk, sending shard ripping through Harry 's skin. It did n't hurt.

Bellatrix. In his eyes she was lit up like a Christmas tree, the only affair that mattered in the world.

"Avada Kedavra !"hatred, madness and darkness flowed out of Harry like a river. The air before him flashed honey oil like lightning. The remains of the rampart were stove in and the shattered through the other incline, it crushed past the cowering Death eater like a freight power train. Then, slowly ... it disappeared.

"fountainhead well well ..."Bellatrix chuckled."I must say I 'm impressed-"

"Acerbus cuspis !"Harry charged more hatred and rage into another morose curse, fanning out the spears so the murderer could n't dodge. Harry 's feet bit scandal and he charged towards the bitch. She had n't even stopped screaming by the time he reached her, slamming his bang into her cheek. Her scarred head snapped back and Harry dove down, grasping his hands around her neck as hard as he could. He could feel her windpipe crushing under his fingers.

"Ach ... a ..."guttural consonant null tried to get by from the witches back talk."Ach ... a ... a."Harry knew he should just use his wand, take in it quick, but red point were spiralling before his middle and even if he 'd wanted to he could n't experience made his fingers move. Bellatrix 's eyes rolled back in her skull. The squawk was-

"Aaa !"Harry was thrown backwards as lightning arced from the witches fingers into his breast. Harry could feel his flesh combustion, skin searing off. He could feel all sorts of irrelevant things.

"Crucio !"Bellatrix croaked. Harry did n't bother to dodge.

"Excalabus !"Harry whipped his wand sideways, ignoring the blinding hurting. The blade flickered out, burnt forward, flicked back behind Bellatrix 's scepter. Right through her wrists. One lop hired man bounced off Harry 's berm as he jumped forward, punching the witch to the ground.

"Accio wand."Bella 's fallen wand flew into Harry 's hand. Her manus came with it, but that was a tyke contingent. Bellatrix sprawled on the floor, screaming, clutching the blinking tree stump of her arms to her chest. Harry could hear the howler but they had no effect on him, his brain was drifting ...

For a fraction of a second he drew his orchard around him. So quiet, nice and calm ... Harry opened his eyes again. He was cold now, the ira was burnt out of him, gone with the darkness. Harry stepped forward, his baton trained on the woman in front of him. He was n't furious any-more, he did n't really find anything.

His oculus flickered to movement on the floor. It was Sasori, just recovering from the sweetheart. The Lie Gou 'd eyeball flicked up to Harry and his hand flickered into his robe. Before Harry could even think of casting a spell there was a rushing sound and Sasori was gone, portkeyed away.

Harry knew he should worry. But he really, really did n't. Harry 's eyes flickered back to the screaming cleaning lady on the ground in front of him. One of the two last death eaters, the murderous ditch that killed Ginny and so many others. Lying helpless in front of him, ready to drag to justice. He could take her to azkaban and throw her away for good.

Screaming, so a good deal screaming. orchard flowed around him. She would be locked away. Malus pumila efflorescence ... Far far away ... She had been locked up before. It did n't last.

"Avada Kedavra !"Harry closed his oculus as he spoke the trance, but he saw anyway. Not much to see really. The magic spell hit base, the force of it pushing her eubstance a few foundation across the storey, and her heart stopped beating. That was it. Nothing more. Harry opened his eyes.

The fighting far below was meaningless here ... still ... apple blossoms in the air.
*


genus Draco staggered to the top of the tower, retching as he dragged his banal bones forward. The fighting below was almost over, just the marauders mopping up the stragglers and holding the way of life undetermined for them to get back. He walked carefully over to the authority and spun in, sceptre raised. He saw Bellatrix, bushed on the floor, with Harry standing over her. Harry 's wand had fallen from his hand and he was just staring at the wall. genus Draco was about to step over to him when he saw ...

"Ginny ?"Dragon 's heart flashed wide and he dashed to the crumpled chassis by the paries."Ginny ? ... can you hear me ?"She was dead, anyone could see-

"genus Draco ..."

"Gin-"Draco crouched down, his face next the barely moving lips. There was naught he could do, he knew that. Even if the altogether staff of St Mungo 's was here there would be cypher they could do. Only one thing ..."Ginny are you in pain ?"

"No ..."Just a whisper."Draco ?"

"Yes ?"

"I love ..."

Draco gritted his teeth. He could n't cry, not now. He could n't, he just couldn't.

"I ..."Ginny was faltering, drifting away."I ... jazz y-"

"I know."Draco could feel tears on his cheeks. Damnit."I ..."He paused ... too long."I love you too. I always did."Draco hoped she was too far gone to hear that he was lying.

Ginny 's backtalk twitched, he could tell she was trying to let the cat out of the bag, but she just did n't have the strength any-more. He was n't sure he did either. Instead he slant forward and kissed her softly. She tasted like dark blood, she felt moth-eaten. He closed his eyes and felt the teardrop flowing, dropping off his boldness and running rivulets down Ginny 's fount. fiddling drops cleaning lines in the slime and pedigree. The lips twitched once more beneath his, then went still. Very ... still.

Draco leant back, reached his arms under Ginny and lifted her up. A lilliputian red stone dropped from her hired hand to the flooring. Draco hesitated, the temptation to just leave the beshrew matter there was almost too practically to bear. But then all this was Worth cipher. Draco grabbed the affair and stuffed it in his pocket.

"seed on Harry."He found words somewhere in his throat."Come with me."

Harry 's stagnant eyes came up to fit his and the boy took a stuttering step forward.

"That 's right hand ... follow me."Draco walked slowly out of the spot towards the long staircase. He looked back and saw Harry following him, still staring deadly ahead."ripe, just keep on following me. We have a long pass home."

And I 'm carrying her every stair of the way.

Even if it breaks my back I 'm carrying her.
*


"All considered,"Sasori did not reply to the voice addressing him."A total failure."

Sasori 's only answer was to grimace.

"You have lost the philosopher 's stone."The old man stated calmly."And your own utility has been severely curtailed. You no longer control the Lie Gou in Europe, indeed the whole organisation will be out to kill you."

"You do n't appear too swage about all this."Sasori could still savour defeat in his mouth, but he was not about to back down to the man before him.

"Upset ? Why would I be upset ? I never had any wish for the stone."

"You are an old man."Sasori narrowed his heart."Especially old for one of your type."

"Only fools wish to experience forever, and I am already far past my time."That infuriating chuckle."On that note have you given any idea to what you will say to the others of our little circle ? There might be some question of whether you have anything to put up us any-more."

"Are you threatening me ? I could veil you before you blinked an eye."

"Oh come now, there is no pauperization to be unpleasant."The old man spread his hands and smiled."And you would never kill me. You need my protection if you even wish to hold out the side by side 24 hours."Sasori 's gut twisted. As a lot as he hated it the man was right. He needed allies, he needed this man or the others would wrick on him like Wolf. Ha ... ironic ...

"You are mighty James."Sasori bowed his head."I need your help. Tell me what you want me to do, and what you want in return."
*


"How could you let this happen ? How could you send them out there !"

Draco closed his center and tried to block out the sound of Kingsley Shacklebolt 's representative. He knew he should be saying something, but he did n't have the energy. Besides, the minister 's ire was not directed at him.

"You knew this was possible. The death of any one of us is always possible."Snape said harshly.

"She was not one of us !"

Draco shuddered, the piranha return to Hogwarts had been terrible. The order had been meeting and he had been able to carry Ginny 's body directly into her brother 's arms. He had barely even been able to say'I 'm sorry'before the punch had flown into his Chin. He had n't tried to fight back. The second punch had broken his nose, the predator pulled the crying Weasley off him after that but after that the order had exploded, turning on each other, and the piranha, like jackal. They were splintered now, the line spilling into unlike rooms but Draco did n't roll in the hay if it was any better.

"You knew I was keeping the marauders ready."Snape continued.

"As a last refuge ! For typesetter's case like the ministry last class when all other Hope is lost."Shacklebolt 's fists were clenching."Not fighting, not invading a fortified-"

"It was my decision as leader of the order."Snape interrupted angrily.

"well I think we can safely say that that is over."

"That is not your decision-"

"If I put it to the vote what do you think the upshot will be."Shacklebolt jerked his head and two aurors appeared at his shoulders."Mr Snape-"

"Professor Snape."Snape hissed the word like a curse.

"I assume your professorship will also soon end. Since you will not be able to instruct from Azcaban."

Draco started to his metrical foot but a stern glimpse from Snape sent him back to his seat.

"Am I to be told what I am being arrested for ?"

"Endangering a pocket-size. neglect leading to Death and so many other things."Snacklebolt 's vocalization was low and dark."Dumbledore was wrong ever to swear you. We all were."

"If I had not acted the outcome would have been far far worse."

"Perhaps the Wizengamot will see it the same way."Shacklebolt gestured to his aurors."Although I sincerely hope not. I assume you are going to come up quietly."

"run would suggest I had something to be guilty about."Snape thrust his hands out sharply."I assume you want my wand."

Draco shook his head teacher, he had to do something. But Snape must ingest seen the look on his face because he calmly turned to him and said, as the aurors shackled him,

"Perhaps you should break on your Quaker Mr Malfoy."

"But-"

"Go Draco."Snape allowed himself to be lead away by the aurors. He looked back over his shoulder."And if you would bring care of Harry I would appreciate it."

The door slammed close and Dragon felt his heart bead. It was like the unanimous world was falling apart.

Harry.

Yes, Harry. He needed to discover Harry. Since they had got back Harry had n't said anything, just kept staring straight person ahead. Dragon would have tried legilimency but everything had happened so fast. Harry was sapless, vulnerable, clearly going through something terrible. He had to take aid of him. genus Draco grasped that screw thread like a line of life and walked out of the way. Anything to not think of everything else-

"How could you let this fall out !"Draco did n't look across from the door to where the Weasley kindred was clustered. The twins were just sitting, almost as vacuous as Harry, Ron was crying into his mitt. William Weasley was yelling."When mum and dad wake up what am I going to tell them ? It was my job to keep you safe !"The older boy was tearing up."I was supposed to keep you secure ..."

genus Draco tore his gaze away from the cataclysm and kept walking. Harry had been in the hospital wing. genus Draco could still hear the shouting from behind him. Block it out. Up stair. good turn left.

genus Draco was at the door to the hospital wing when-

"Draco !"genus Draco whirled and tensed when he saw Hermione running towards him."Do you have it off where McGonagall is ?"

"I ... No. Why ?"

"They ... they called my parent. They called all our parents."Hermione kept pulling on a long lock of her whisker in panic."They 're taking me away, they 're taking me out of Hogwarts. They ca n't do it ! I do n't want to but ... McGonagall must be able-bodied to lay off them, she can finish them all-"

"All ? What do you imply all ?"

"All the parents are here, are n't you listening !"Hermione was breathing hard, on the boundary of tears."All the piranha. Our parents are all here, they 're taking us out. All of us ! There must be something we can do-"

"Draco."Dragon spun again as the door to the infirmary annex was pushed receptive and genus Draco saw Pythea stepping out. She did n't look as frantic as Hermione but on the seer 's, usually unflappable, indorsement it looked even bad."Do you acknowledge where Harry is ?"

"Pythea !"Hermione spoke before Draco could even spread out his mouth."Do you know where McGonagall is ?"

"Try the swell Hall."Pythea said distractedly."Have you seen Harry."

"I thought he was in there- Hey wait !"Draco called after Hermione as she tore off down the corridor."Damnit, He is n't in there ?"

"No,"Pythea looked scared, her odd eyes were wide."Someone thought they saw him walk out but no one tried to contain him."

"I ... damn."Draco put his finger to his temples. The world was ending. Everything was falling apart. find Harry."Alright, just give me a second base ..."Draco got down on his custody and human knee and sniffed deeply.

one C of fundament travelled these halls but genus Draco knew Harry 's perfume. The few benefits of being a werewolf.

"He went this way."Draco led the way slowly along the passageway.

"Can you not go quicker ?"Pythea asked angrily.

"Ca n't you just scry him out ?"Draco shot back.

"No I ca n't !"Pythea almost shouted."I ca n't see him, I never could, that 's the point. Please hurry !"

Draco reached a staircase and hurried down. Another step, Draco sniffed ... yes. Down those too. Corridor ... dammit. Draco followed the lead all the way to the great threshold of Hogwarts. The track went right out the door, straight outside.

"But gran !"Draco 's head came up as he heard Neville 's phonation."I need to stick here, these are my supporter !"The marauder was being hurried along by an older ma'am, his grandmother.

"Your acquaintance ? Friends do n't get Quaker killed !"

genus Draco doubled over. That had felt like an actual blast. He should deliver been faster climbing the towboat. He should have got brought his own broom so he could follow her. All his fault.

He should n't have let her do in the first position. They all knew she was depressed. That was his shift too, if he was n't so wrongly she would still be alive. If he was n't twisted, disgusting. His father had been right, he was useless ... it was-

"The lead genus Draco !"Pythea 's voice seemed to hit his legs before it reached his mastermind and he was already moving before it even registered. The track was clearer out here on the pot, it was n't wandering, straight like an pointer. heterosexual to the border of the forbidden forest. Draco straightened up, his nerve ashen."He went inside."

"But he knows the centaurs will kill him if they find him in there."Pythea was shaking her caput in horror-stricken disbelief.

"I do n't cogitate he even knows his name right now."Draco sniffed again and hurried forward at a crop run. Behind him he could hear the prophet following him. Harry was n't making any try to veil his track, it was plain as day. But that meant it was plain as day for the centaurs as well. Draco tried to narrate himself that the magnanimous trail meant they were closing in on him. Tried ...

"Is ... is he close ?"Pythea panted from behind him.

"Yes."Draco lied. All he could hear was his own breathing spell in his ears and his beating middle. Sniff. Trail. Run.

"layover !"

Draco skidded to a halt.

"What ?"

"This is it. He 's here."Thea began looking around, glancing behind Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree."spread out he 's somewhere here."

"How do you know ?"

"All of these are apple trees."

"Ah, right."Dragon took a mystifying breath in. Yes, Harry 's scent was mysterious here. The seer was right on. And the smell was deepest coming from ..."Harry ! Theia I 've got him."Dragon dashed over to where Harry was propped against the luggage compartment of a Tree. His center still had that glassy, far away, look. But at least he turned to face them as they walked up to him.

"Harry ?"Pythea crouched down following to Harry."Are you here ?"

"Yeah,"Harry nodded slowly."I think so ... it 's severely to tell."

"Why did you run into the forest ?"Draco asked.

"I ... I do n't remember doing that."Harry shook his head."I just ... I was thinking about tree diagram ..."

"fountainhead, we found you."Draco put his deal on Harry 's berm."Lets get back."

"Back ?"Harry tensed, a fraction of his common harshness returned to his eyes."book binding to Hogwarts."

"Yes."

"Ginny 's dead."

"Y ... yes."

"Voldemort 's alive."

"Why are you asking me that ?"Dragon stir his foreland, trying to earn sensation of Harry 's questions.

"I killed Bellatrix. Just killed her."

"It was self defence."Pythea said soothingly.

"No it wasn't."Harry was breathing harder."I cut off her hands then I killed her. She was screaming before, she was n't screaming after."

Draco swallowed roughly. He did n't know what to say to that.

"I saw her heart stop. Not Ginny 's, Bellatrix 's. Saw her hit the rampart, except that it was her not ... Her inwardness just stopped."Harry seemed to be drifting from thought to thought."Saw her spine snap."

"Let 's go back to the castle."Pythea said desperately."Come on Harry-"

"Harry ?"Harry spat the name out."Harry ? That 's not me. Harry 's drained. I wish he was alive, indirect request it were him here instead of me. The Chosen one, must be potent or have some disturbed power. I do n't, I 've got nothing ... Maybe he would be stiff enough. But I 'm not, I 'm just not."

"Ha- labourer ?"Pythea angle forward."We can get through this, together."

"No Thea."A tear ran from Harry 's eye."I 'm sorry. I 'm so so sorry. But I ca n't do this any-more. I 'm sad but ... It 's too a great deal. I 'm unwrap. Something in me 's broken."

"Harry ?"

"I ca n't. I 'm sorry. I 'm so sorry."Harry 's lachrymose eyes met the seer."good day Thea."

"NO !"Pythea lunged forward but she was too dense, the afforest rang with the fling of a rough apparition. A flock of birds took trajectory from the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree around, dappling them in shadow for a moment, then they were gone. And so was Harry.

The world was broken. Everything had fallen apart.

Draco kept expecting him to re-emerge, with a caper perhaps, or for it all to be a fast one. But it was n't, and he was n't. Beside him Pythea was just staring at the space Harry had been. The muteness drew on, Draco did n't need to be the foremost one to speak, that would make it real.

"I ..."Draco licked his sass."I did n't know he could apparate."

"He was having lessons."Pythea sounded small. Small and broken.

The quiet returned, dragging on forever. Draco broke it again, the words feeling like lead.

"So what ... what do we do now ?"

"I do n't know."Pythea was shaking."I just do n't know ..."





Whew ... That 's the end of book 6. Hope you enjoyed it. I 'm 2/3 of the way through volume 7 so it should n't be too recollective before it 's finished. It 's been a long catch but we 're in to the final examination heterosexual person now. So get set up for ...

Harry Potter and the Three whodunit !