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AN: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! And thank you Branwen777 for
your long review, I love long ones. And I can�t believe you have a character
named Leander that�s also a vampire! How funny!! I�ll have to read your story
soon! And soon you�ll see about male/male relationships in the story, it won�t
take too long, but I can�t tell anything else. :)

Enjoy!

Chapter 11 � Sorcerer�s Stone & Remus

Orion was bored out of his mind. It was the second week of June and they
had just ended the week of exams. The teachers hadn�t assigned much homework
and he had already finished his essays. He was sure that he had scored
Outstanding in all his exams. He had studied hard and had found the tests easy.
His quest for the Deathly Hallows had come to a standstill. He knew Dumbledore
had the Elder Wand and the Cloak of Invisibility, but how could he take them
from him? The only way of gaining the Elder Wand was to defeat Dumbledore in a
duel and he was aware that he didn�t have the spell knowledge or duel
experience to manage that yet. He had left that task for the future, for when
he was powerful enough. And he couldn�t retrieve the Cloak of Invisibility
without revealing to Dumbledore that he was Harry Potter, and he was never
going to do that. So that only left the option of going to Hogwarts in some
point in time and stealing it from Dumbledore�s office. Quite an impossible
task as well. But at least he knew where those Hallows were. What bothered him
was that he was completely clueless about the whereabouts of the Resurrection
Stone. It was never mentioned in any of the books he had read and he didn�t
have a single lead. He had thought of asking for Tom�s assistance but had
decided against it. He trusted Tom with many things but he was still Voldemort�s
follower and if he told him he risked that in the future Tom might reveal the
information to Voldemort. And he didn�t want Voldemort to know. The Hallows
would give him an advantage over Voldemort and he would need that to prove that
he was worthy.

He was currently laying on his bed dozing off
when all of a sudden his scar began to throb. Orion frowned. That had never
happened before. He had almost forgotten about it. He opened his eyes but
couldn�t see clearly. He tensed when he felt a feeling of intense happiness
that wasn�t his own filling him. What was happening? His scar began pulsing
fiercely in his forehead and he started feeling as if his mind was slipping
away from his reality. He clutched the duvet with his hands when he felt a
piercing pain in his forehead. He felt his eyes roll in his head and was thrown
into darkness.

Where was he? He couldn�t feel his body and couldn�t see anything. He
felt elated. Why am I happy?

He heard a voice murmuring behind him, �This mirror is the key to finding
the Stone,� the voice paused, �Trust Dumbledore to come up with something liked
this� but he�s in London� I�ll be far away by the time he gets back��

Who was speaking? He couldn�t turn around, he had no body! And what does
Dumbledore have to do with what was happening?

�I see the Stone�I�m presenting it to my master�but where is it?� the
voice said, �I don�t understand�is the Stone inside the mirror? Should I break
it?�

Orion felt anger and impatience and he heard himself speaking for the
first time, �Let me look in the mirror,� he commanded in a high voice.

�Master, you are not strong enough!� the voice at the back of his head
said.

Master? Orion wondered. Who is speaking to him?

�I have strength enough for this�, he heard himself reply in annoyance.

Something was happening now. He could see light as something was being
removed from his face. When it was done he saw a mirror in front of him and an
image reflected on it. It was the back of the body of a man and his head�Orion
mentally gasped. The reflection of a distorted white face with slits for
nostrils was looking straight at him with piercing red eyes. He saw the image
of the face frowning. Was it his face?

Orion heard himself murmuring, �It�s the Mirror of Erised. How has
Dumbledore hidden the Sorcerer�s Stone inside?�

�I knew you would be unable to stay away. Your weakness for power has
made you predictable, T-� he heard a calm voice say and Orion sharply turned
around and saw Dumbledore calmly aiming his wand straight at him. He felt
enraged, a maniacal desire to torture the old man until he lay on the floor
begging for mercy.

Orion heard himself hissing angrily at Dumbledore, �See what I have
become? Mere shadow and vapor... I have form only when I can share another�s
body� but there have always been those willing to let me into their hearts and
minds� Unicorn blood has strengthened me these past weeks and once I have the
Elixir of Life, I will be able to create a body of my own� and you were too
blind to notice that I have been in your dear school all this time. Give me the
Stone, Dumbledore, and I�ll make your death swift.�

He saw Dumbledore sadly shaking his head at him, �This is your own
fault. I don�t know what you have done to resurrect yourself but I won�t allow
you to come back. You have no place amongst the living, T-�

Orion viciously laughed, �You think you can stop me, Dumbledore? You
were always too weak to defeat me. And what happened to your Savoir, old man? I
hear he died like a worthless muggle in the streets of London. There is no one
to oppose me now,� then he commanded, �Quirrell, KILL HIM NOW!�

The next second Orion felt he lost control of the body, which turned
around to duel with Dumbledore. He was barely aware of the spells flying by
when suddenly he felt pain upon pain, as if he was being ripped apart. He
screamed and felt himself leaving the body and floating away�

At once, a needle-sharp pain seared across Orion�s scar, his head felt
as though it was about to split in two; he yelled, struggling with all his
might against the arms that were pinning him down. He felt soothing words being
whispered in his ear and he opened his eyes. He looked straight into beautiful
pale blue eyes that were watching him in concern. Orion straightened up and
realized that Lezander was cradling him and that he was back in his bedroom at
Durmstrang.

�Orion, are you alright? What happened? You were screaming and flailing
in your bed. I couldn�t wake you up,� said Lezander worriedly.

Orion reached his hand to his invisible scar and rubbed it. It was
throbbing but the pain had left. He was dazed and confused. What had happened?
Where had he been?

�I don�t know,� he said shakily, �I felt so much pain�such pain,� he
felt Lezander�s arms tightening around him and Orion clutched him closer, �I
wasn�t here, I wasn�t myself,� he whispered.

Lezander stroked his head and whispered soothingly, �It�s alright. It�s
over now.�

Orion merely nodded back absently. He was thinking about what he had
experienced. He had been in another wizard�s body, he was sure of that. And that
face, that horrible disfigured face with red eyes. He shivered. What had he
said? The Sorcerer�s Stone�the Elixir of Life! The wizard had been attempting
to steal the Sorcerer�s Stone to create the Elixir of Life in order to regain a
body! And Dumbledore had known, he had been waiting
for him. What had Dumbledore called the wizard? He couldn�t remember. Did he
even hear a name? Quirrell! The disfigured face was at the back of Quirrell�s
head! Quirrell always wore a turban according to Draco. The wizard had been
sharing a body with Quirrell all this time! What had he said?... he had been drinking unicorn
blood to sustain himself. So the wizard had been
possessing Quirrell all this time. But who was he? What did he say to
Dumbledore? That Dumbledore was too weak to defeat him, that the Savoir had
died� Orion gasped. They had been talking about him! About Harry Potter! The
wizard said he was now without opposition� Voldemort!! Merlin�s beard, it had
been Voldemort!! Voldemort was alive!!! Orion frowned. Not completely, not yet.
He didn�t have a body. But was able to posses someone? What had happened in the
duel? The pain, such intense pain, the feeling of being ripped apart, floating
away� Dumbledore had killed Quirrell! And Voldemort� if he had been experiencing
everything from Voldemort�s point of view that meant that Voldemort had been
ripped apart from Quirrell�s body�and he floated away... he was still alive!
His soul, spirit, whatever it was, had floated away.

Had Voldemort been alive all this time? He must have been, in his spirit
form. He had been waiting all these years for an opportunity to regain his
body, to come back. His body had turned to ashes that Halloween night so many
years ago, but his soul must have endured! That�s what the purebloods had rumored
about Voldemort�s immortality! Voldemort had done something to make his soul
survive his physical death! But he had never heard of such magic. Such power,
such dark magic, Orion thought in awe. To his knowledge no one had ever been
able to survive death by remaining alive in soul form. No one survived death,
period. Orion frowned, but he had as well. He had survived the killing curse
with only a scar� His scar� his scar had throbbed before he was plunged into
Voldemort�s reality. He had become Voldemort, feeling his rage and anger.
Circe, his scar had been the conduit! It was a link to Voldemort! But why now?
If Voldemort has been alive in his soul form all this time, why was it that his
scar had just formed the link now? Orion thought the matter over. Well,
Voldemort had obtained a physical vessel, so he had been in a way more complete
and therefore more powerful than in his soul form. But he had been sharing
Quirrell�s body for the whole year. So why had the link formed just today? Just
before becoming Voldemort, just before the link, what had happened? The scar
had throbbed and� happiness! He had been extremely happy. Voldemort had been
happy because he was about to get the Sorcerer�s Stone. Feelings! Voldemort�s
intense victorious feelings had been the trigger for the link to form!

Heavens above, he had a direct link to Voldemort! What on earth had
happened that Halloween night?! Curse scars don�t cause links to form between
the victim and the caster! Orion gasped. What if his parselmouth ability came
from Voldemort, due to the link? That would explain why he was a parselmouth
when he wasn�t a descendant of the Slytherin bloodline. What else had been
transferred between him and Voldemort? And what had caused the scar and link to
form between them? Orion was utterly perplexed. He had no hypothesis to explain
his scar and the link it formed between him and Voldemort. Orion sighed. But
what matters is that it�s there. I�m linked to him when he has a body. I�m
linked to him through the strength of his emotions. He didn�t know if he had
cause for concern. If Orion could plunge into Voldemort, could Voldermort
plunge into him? Could he invade his mind? If he could, he at least couldn�t do
it unless he regained a body. Should I tell anyone about Voldermort�s partial
existence? Should I tell the purebloods so that they seek him and help him
obtain a body? Orion fidgeted. No, he wasn�t ready for Voldemort yet. He wasn�t
powerful enough to be able to stand up to him and demand to be treated as an
equal. He wasn�t ready for the war yet. No, he wouldn�t tell a soul. But his
time was running short. Voldemort was out there and he will try to regain a
body soon. By Morgana, I have so much training to do. And with that last
thought Orion exhaustedly fell asleep in Lezander�s arms.

Orion was tiredly having dinner with his friends at the end-of-year
feast. It had been just two weeks since the incident with Voldemort and Orion
had been using all his spare time to learn new dark arts spells useful for
dueling. Tom had been a great help and had taught him a lot of obscure spells,
being at first slightly suspicious of Orion�s vigorous efforts of learning
everything as fast as possible. But Orion noticed that Tom�s suspicions soon
faded away as they both started to enjoy their lessons together. As he had
promised himself, he had told no one about Voldemort�s existence; not Tom, not
Lezander and not even Sirius. Lezander had been concerned over him ever since
that evening and he didn�t want to worry the boy further. Plus, how would he
explain that he knew that Voldemort was alive? As for Sirius, he didn�t want
him to know about his connection to Voldemort. He thought that would prove to
be too much for his father. He would only tell him when Voldemort acquired a
body. To let him be prepared for his role as a follower, as they had planned.

Orion heard someone calling his name and turned to a side to look at
Calypso and Lezander, who were eyeing him in concern.

�Orion, you have barely eaten anything. Are you okay?� asked Calypso worriedly.

Orion sighed, �Yes, I�m fine. I was only thinking about some stuff.�

Lezander frowned and said in a low whisper, �You have been acting absent
mindedly ever since that night and you always look exhausted. Has it happened again?�

Orion
shook his head, �No. I have just been studying and practicing my spells at
nights. Nothing to worry about,� he said dismissively.

Lezander replied, �But why are you still studying if you passed all your
examinations with Outstanding?� he frowned and locked his eyes with Orion�s,
�What are you preparing for?�

Orion looked at him and saw the sincere concern in his friend�s eyes. He
moved closer to him and said in a barely audible whisper, �I feel something is
going to happen. I just want to be prepared for it.�

Lezander�s frown deepened and he asked urgently, �Concerning the war?
You believe it�s going to resume in the near future?�

Calypso looked alarmed but remained silent.

Orion nodded and Lezander asked with suspicious eyes, �That night you
saw something that scared you. Something that made you believe
that the war is coming.�

Orion paused. He couldn�t tell Lezander the truth, even if he wanted to.
His friend would be affected by the war and his Clan had to be prepared, but he
couldn�t tell him about the link. But he could at least warn his friends
without giving himself away. �Yes. I can�t� I can�t tell you more about it,
please understand. But I have cause to believe that it will be coming much
sooner than expected. And we need to be ready.�

Calypso frowned in thought and Lezander nodded and gave Orion�s arm a
small squeeze, �I won�t ask. But I�m here for you for whatever you need.�

Calypso nodded still looking pensive, �We�re both here for you Orion.
And if you believe it�s coming soon, well, we�ll just
have to study harder and prepare ourselves.�

Orion smiled warmly at them and felt his spirits lifting. With friends
such as these at his side, trusting him so implicitly, supporting him, he felt
he could overcome whatever Fate tossed his way.

Today was Orion�s twelfth birthday and Sirius was currently sitting in
his study in Black Manor. He was in deep thought about his son. Orion had
returned from his first year of school with perfect marks and had spent all his
holidays at Black Manor with him. But he was concerned about the boy. He locked
himself for hours on end in the Black Library and was always practicing some
dark spell or other. He seemed obsessed with training himself to death and when
Sirius had asked him about it he had simply replied he needed to be prepared.
�Prepared for what?�, he had asked his son and his only reply had been �War�,
and his son had continued his training and studies and refused to obey Sirius�
urgings to rest and enjoy his holidays. Sirius was very concerned indeed. At
the beginning of the holidays Orion had expressed his belief that war was
coming soon but he had refused to give a reason for it. Sirius knew that his
son believed that he should be a part of it but he was still a boy! He
shouldn�t be training and concerning himself about war. He should be playing
and enjoying his childhood! But Orion was always very determined and serious
and he wouldn�t hear about Sirius� arguments that if the war came he would
still be a boy and he wouldn�t be able to participate in it. On those occasions
Orion would only lift his eyebrow and shake his head sadly, as if saying that
Sirius was deluding himself.

Sirius sighed. What to do with the boy? He was immersing himself in the
Dark Arts and Sirius feared he would lose him to them. He remembered the day they
visited Lily�s grave. The boy had cried for her for the first time and had
seemed torn. That had given Sirius a small glimmer of hope that his son would
relent from his ambitions of fully supporting the dark side. That day had been
tough for both of them. But the next day, Orion had seemed completely composed
and resolved. None of the doubts that he had seen in his son�s face had ever
returned. His son had continued with his plans of being a supporter of the dark
and had urged Sirius to think about his involvement in the war. They had
already planned for Sirius to become a follower in order to gain information
from the Death Eaters but Orion had told him that he should decide about his
true loyalties soon. And Sirius still hadn�t decided. Oh, he agreed with the
dark purebloods in many aspects and he would give Orion his help but how could
he give his loyalty to that monster? The same monster that
had killed his Lily and destroyed his life? And how could Orion pledge
to help his mother�s murderer?

So Sirius had made a desperate decision. A few months ago he had started
writing to Remus. It had been very difficult. At first he had received no
answer but he kept sending letters explaining that Peter had been the traitor
even if he couldn�t give proof of it. When he finally wrote telling the truth
about Orion, that Harry Potter was his son and that he had taken him from the
Dursleys and that he wanted Remus to meet him, he finally received a reply.
Remus had seemed skeptic at first but as Sirius started telling him about
everything that had happened up to date, Remus had finally agreed on coming to
Black Manor to visit them.

And today, he would be seeing Remus for the first time in eleven years.
He hadn�t told Orion yet but he hoped Remus could help someway. He would be a
good influence for Orion and he would give Orion another perspective.

Orion was in the library reading Lucius� book on the Unforgivables. He
remembered that Master Rosier had said that they would be learning them on
third year, but he couldn�t afford the time to wait until then. Tom had been
surprised when Orion had told him that he was starting to study them and wanted
to practice them. Tom had suggested he practiced on rats, which had been the
way he had learned. Orion had been a bit uncomfortable about causing pain and
death to the animals. So he had just practiced the Imperius curse and had
researched about the other two curses. He had been pleasantly surprised when
the Imperius curse came easily to him. He could make the rats obey any command
and was still thinking on ways of practicing on humans, since it would be much
harder. He was startled out of his reading and quickly concealed the book when
Sirius came in and sat in a plush arm chair in front of him.

�Today is your birthday, Orion,� Sirius said calmly.

Orion rose his eyebrows in surprise. He had
completely forgotten! He had been so absorbed in his training and studies that
time had flown by.

�I -,� Sirius seemed to hesitate, �I have
invited someone over that I would like you to meet.�

Orion frowned. His father seemed nervous for some reason, �Who is
coming, Father?�

Sirius fidgeted but then looked straight into Orion�s eyes and said with
determination, �Remus Lupin.�

Orion jumped from his seat, �Are you insane, Father? You brought Lupin here!
He�s Dumbledore�s man!! He will turn you over to the Dementors and take me to
Dumbledore! How could you have been so stupid!�

Sirius got up in anger, �Watch your tongue, young man. That�s no way of
addressing your father.�

Orion looked at him in surprise. Sirius had never spoken to him so
coldly. He is afraid, Orion realized. What is he afraid of? What had made him
take such risks and invite Lupin to their safe place?

When Sirius saw Orion pause, he said more calmly. �Orion, he won�t turn
us in. I have been writing to him for several months and have explained
everything to him. I don�t know if he trusts me but he wants to see you and
promised that he wouldn�t tell anyone about us.�

Orion turned to him and tried to keep the clipped tones out of his voice,
�And what makes you so sure he didn�t lie to you? What makes you think he
didn�t go running to Dumbledore and showed him your letters? Or that they
weren�t intercepted by Aurors in the first place?�

�I used spells to make the letters only readable by Remus and
untraceable. And I trust Remus, he won�t tell anyone,� Sirius replied.

Orion said angrily, �But I don�t! You�re endangering us all-�

He was interrupted when a house-elf popped in and said, �Master, Remus
Lupin has arrived.�

Sirius sighed and nodded, �Show him in.�

Orion tensed and discretely grabbed his wand. He turned to the door. A
tall wizard with chestnut hair, gaunt face and worn clothes came in and halted
near the doorway. His eyes jumped to Sirius assessingly and then turned to
Orion. Orion saw his amber eyes widening. Orion returned the look and held back
a sneer.

Remus gave a small step forward and softly said, �He looks like you. He
has Lily�s eyes,� he said turning to Sirius, �You weren�t lying.�

Sirius shook his head and felt his emotions bubbling on the surface.
�Remus, old friend. How have I longed to see you. You must believe me. I never
betrayed James and Lily. What I said in my letters was the whole truth. We
changed Secret Keepers, it was Peter.�

Remus nodded but seemed uncertain still. Sirius walked forward and
embraced him. �Please believe me. You�re the only friend I have left.�

Orion saw Remus hesitate but then he hugged Sirius back. He heard Remus
saying, �It was so hard for me to believe you had betrayed us all, dear friend.
But the evidence was so condemning-�

Orion couldn�t hold it any longer and he spat angrily at Remus, �But you
didn�t lift a finger to demand for a trial, did you? You followed Dumbledore�s
lead like a good little pet and didn�t even bother of learning the truth from
your dear friend. You left my father to rot in Azkahban!�

The older wizards turned at him in surprise and Sirius exclaimed,
�Orion! That�s no ��

But Remus waved him off and said with a sad soft voice, �You�re right,
Orion. I was so consumed in my grief by the death of my friends and by the
betrayal of one of us that I didn�t �� he faltered and turned to Sirius, �I
should have known that you would never betray James and Lily. Can you ever
forgive me?�

Sirius' face softened and said, �It�s all forgotten. The important thing
is that now you know the truth. I couldn�t bare to
think that you still thought I had handed them over to Voldemort,� then he
turned sad, �But I was responsible for it. It was my idea to make Peter the
Secret Keeper. I thought � I suspected you. Forgive me. We knew there was a spy
in the Order and I thought that you had turned against us to support the
werewolf cause with Voldemort�s side.�

Remus clutched Sirius� arm, �It wasn�t your fault. None of us ever
suspected Peter. Who could have imagined he was capable of that. He was always
so weak and unsure of himself.�

Sirius nodded and said fiercely, �I was such an idiot. I left Harr�
Orion with Hagrid and went to look for Peter. I wanted to kill him!�

Remus sadly nodded, �Anyone would have done the same.�

Sirius replied in agitation, �But he escaped! I let him escape and I
left my only son in the hands of muggles who beat and abused ��

Orion turned in anger to his father and said, �You told Lupin about my
time with the Dursleys?!�

Sirius looked at him and replied, �Yes, I had to tell him everything to
make him understand why I took you, why I ��

�You had no right!� spat Orion, �I told you in confidence!�

Remus turned to him, �Orion, please. I insisted on knowing everything
before I agreed to meet with your father. I won�t break your trust.�

Orion scoffed, �My trust? You don�t have my trust. You�re Dumbledore�s
lackey and will take me to him the first chance you get if you haven�t told him
already. Pray tell, are we to expect a visit from the Aurors soon?�

Sirius looked angry but Remus calmly replied, �I won�t tell anyone about
you and Sirius, Orion. I had the proof that Sirius was telling the truth the
moment I set eyes on you. I understand why Sirius doesn�t want Dumbledore to
know about you. I might not agree with some of the choices he made for you but
I will respect your father�s wishes.�

Orion said mockingly, �Oh really? And what might those choices be? Are
you worried that I�m going to Durmstrang? Did you expect me to go to Hogwarts
and become Dumbledore�s puppet?�

Remus silently regarded him and answered, �Yes, I don�t think Durmstrang
is the proper environment for you. But I don�t want you to be forced to assume
to role of the Savior of the Wizarding World and battle Voldemort. And perhaps
Dumbledore does intend that for you. We can�t be sure.�

Orion snorted, �You, perhaps, don�t feel sure about it but let me assure
you that Dumbledore isn�t currently searching for me all over muggle London
just for his own amusement. Why did you think he left me with the Dursleys? Even knowing that my aunt had hated my mother and despised magic.
Why did he leave me ignorant of whom I really was? Why didn�t he ever check on
me? He left me safely tucked away in a side until I could become useful to him.
Until such a time when I arrived, grateful to him for showing me the wizarding
world, for rescuing me from my hated relatives, to mold into his perfect hero
and battle against a dark wizard so great that not even he could defeat. Does
that sound like he had my best interests at heart?�

Remus frowned in thought, �I think he left you with the Dursleys to give
you a peaceful childhood,� Orion snorted at that but Remus continued, �without
the constant attention for being the Boy-Who-Lived. I think he didn�t want you
to lose yourself in your fame. I believe he left you with muggles so that you
couldn�t be found by the Death Eaters. But I agree that he could have found a
better family for you. I don�t believe he manipulated the situation as you
present it. And now he only wants to find you for your own safety and to help
you prepare in case Voldemort ever returns. You�re the Boy-Who-Lived and
Voldemort will be looking to kill you. You need the tutelage Dumbledore can
give you to defend yourself from Voldemort and his Death Eaters.�

Ah, so Father hadn�t told him about his plans? Orion smirked, �Why do
you think I would ever need to defend myself from them?� at Remus puzzled
looked his smirk widened, �I am the Black Heir. No one knows that I�m Harry
Potter and my scar isn�t visible. And I don�t plan on
letting anyone know, least of all Dumbledore, about my true identity. Besides,
why would I need Dumbledore�s tutelage when I�m learning the most powerful
magic at Durmstrang?�

�But you�re learning the Dark Arts. That�s not the proper education for
you, Orion. You need to learn what Dumbledore can teach you. And I�m sorry, but
I don�t think you can avoid becoming involved in the war. Voldemort is
resourceful and ruthless, he�ll find out who you are in time and Dumbledore can
best protect you from him. The light side can save you from the Death Eaters,�
said Remus.

Orion smirked widely, �Why would I need saving from them when I'm
planning on becoming one?�

Remus' eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Sirius shot Orion a reproachful
look and urged Remus to sit down.

Orion amusedly watched Remus� face change expressions while his father
told him about Orion�s choices and their plans for the future.

�You can�t let him do that, Sirius!� exclaimed Remus in agitation when
Sirius finished talking, �You�re allowing your own son to become a follower of
that monster?! He killed James and Lily, Sirius! He murdered thousands of
muggles and muggleborns!�

Orion calmly replied, drawing Remus� attention from his poor father that
looked uncertain as to what to reply, �He�s not allowing me to do anything.
It�s my choice to make and mine alone,� when he saw Remus was about to argue he
continued, �You might not like it, Lupin, but I am a dark wizard. It�s in my
blood and magic. I won�t turn my back to the dark families and their plight for
freedom. I won�t deny who I truly am. You have lived in repression all your
life yourself, just because the Light considers the werewolves to be dangerous
dark creatures. Are you truly satisfied with the way the wizarding world
currently is? There are many that are being repressed and dark wizards are just
one more group. But they are doing something to change that. And I will help
them.�

Remus frowned and said, �I understand your point Orion. I would like to
live in a more tolerant society but Voldemort is not the answer! He and his
followers are vicious murderers that will plunge the world into an age of
darkness and death!�

Orion laughed, �You have been brainwashed, Lupin. Have you ever spoken
to a dark wizard? Do you even know what they strive for? They don�t want to
kill all the muggles and muggleborns, they only want to preserve their
bloodlines and magic and to be segregated from the muggles for their own
safety. I admit that Voldemort�s methods have been cruel in the past, but he
was a leader of a revolution and no change comes without spilling blood.�

Remus' eyes widened and he said in a worried voice, �You think that�s a
justification for all the deaths he has been responsible for? Even if what you
say is right, and the dark pureblood families just want to preserve themselves
and practice their magic freely, that�s no excuse to kill thousands!�

Orion pierced him with his green eyes and replied angrily, �And the
Light hasn�t killed as well? Haven�t they tortured captured Death Eaters and
raided houses killing the dark pureblood families inside?� when he saw Remus
shaking his head he spat, �You�re a blind fool, Lupin. Most of my classmates at
Durmstrang have relatives that have been killed by the Light. And I�m not just
talking of relatives that were Death Eaters, I�m talking about mothers that
were protecting their families, aunts that were mere ideological supporters,
fathers that fought so that their children could live in a world were they
weren�t discriminated because of the dark blood that courses through their
veins."

Remus silenced and then warily said, �If they were killed it must have
been in the madness of battle, not intentionally done. And the Light never used
the kind of vicious spells that the Dark used, they
never resorted to the terror tactics that the Dark employed.�

Orion waved his hand dismissively, �They might not have used such
powerful spells as the Dark did and that�s merely because they aren�t able to,
but they killed just as systematically as the Dark did. I can assure you of
that. It wasn�t in the midst of battle. The killings were done in carefully
executed raids to dark wizarding homes,� Orion sat back in his chair and
continued, �Let me share with you something that a friend recently confided in
me. Let me shed the light on why one of the most feared Death Eaters became so
crazed and cruel. You might remember, I think, one Bellatrix Lestrange?� Remus
nodded with a puzzled expression and he saw his father frowning, and he
continued, �I have recently discovered that while Bellatrix had always been a
particularly gifted dark witch and very good dueler, she hadn�t always been so
vicious. Just about eight months before Voldemort came to kill me that
Halloween night, a group of Aurors led by Frank Longbottom broke into Lestrange
Manor in search for Bellatrix and her husband Rodolphus. As expected, fight
broke between them and even if the couple was greatly outnumbered they still
held their own. But Bellatrix was being unusually slow in her attacks and
seemed to move with difficulty. Not much time passed by, when Frank Longbottom
casted a powerful slicing hex that tore her open from chest to hip. Her husband
quickly grabbed her and ordered one of the house-elfs to apparate away with
her, since the Aurors had cast anti-apparition spells before the attack but
house-elf magic isn�t deterred by them. He stayed to prevent more curses from
hitting his wife while the elf took her and when he saw she had left he fought
his way through the Aurors and managed to run from the Manor and apparated once
he was outside. He was barely alive, from what sources say. Bellatrix was
healed but she didn�t make it unscathed. She had been five months pregnant and
she lost the baby. The curse had injured her so profoundly that she would never
be able to have children again. From then onwards she became ruthless and
viciously killed anyone who crossed her path. I believe,
she went mad from the grief of losing her baby and never being able to have one
again. Then, the Dark Lord fell and Rodolphus, Rabastan and Bellatrix found the
Longbottoms. She tortured the Auror that had caused her baby�s death until he
went mad,� he paused, �This is a faithful narrative of what happened to her.
Calypso Rosier heard it from one of her house-elfs that had been the one to
apparate with Bellatrix away from the Manor all those years ago. Her father is
Rodolphus� cousin and the elfs came to him when the Lestranges were imprisoned.
I'm not saying that she was without fault but I understand why she did that to
the Longbottoms.�

Orion looked at his audience. He saw the compassion in Remus� eyes and
the understanding in Sirius�, �So you see, Lupin. Nothing is white or black. In
the end, both sides fight for power and to protect their own. I don't like unnecessary
bloodshed but I'm aware it will happen regardless and I consider that the Light
was just as responsible as the Dark side for all the deaths caused in the last
war. There�s no distinction in their methods, just in the magic they use. And
the Dark merely uses the magic they have been born with, the same as mine. I
belong with them and they�ll have my full support. For any argument you might
come up with I can find a counter-argument and endless examples to support it.
It�s my choice and I have already made it. I ask you to respect it.�

Remus silently nodded and Orion rose from his chair, nodded curtly to
him and left the room to the two older wizards.

Remus remained with them for the following two weeks but he never said
anything to Orion regarding his choice of sides and Orion learned to relax
around him and was glad to see his father so happy and carefree. He hadn�t seen
Sirius looking so cheerful and healthy in a long time and he inwardly thanked
Remus for the change. He came to see that Remus was a very gentle wizard that
seemed to truly care for him and he wasn�t as narrow-minded as he had at first
thought. Remus admitted that he understood the dark wizards� plight and that he
wanted the werewolves to have the same rights as the rest, but he still couldn�t
conscientiously support any other but the Light. He honestly told Orion that if
the war ever came he would join again the Order of the Phoenix but that he
didn�t begrudge Orion for choosing the other side. And Orion understood his
position. Remus had been raised as a light wizard, and as himself, couldn�t
turn his back to his roots. They parted amicably with promises to write to each
other and Remus assured him he wouldn�t tell anyone about him and Sirius. Orion
thanked him and inwardly smiled at the thought that Sirius� plan hadn�t gone
quite as he had expected. He had quickly understood that Sirius had invited
Remus over to have an ally in the task of convincing Orion to withdraw his
future support to Voldemort. Poor Father, he thought in amusement, I wonder
when he�ll realize that it�s pointless.

Orion was interestedly observing all the shops of wizarding London�s
shopping district. Orion had spent the last week of his holidays at Malfoy
Manor and Draco had asked Orion to accompany him to buy his books for his
second year at Hogwarts. Orion had quickly accepted after hearing so much about
Diagon Alley from Draco. Narcissa had stayed at home and they had gone with
Lucius. They had already been to Knockturn Alley to Borgin & Burkes where
Lucius had given Mr. Borgin a list of dark objects that he wanted to sell since
the Ministry was conducting more raids. Orion had wondered about those objects.
He had never seen anything condemning at Malfoy Manor and he wondered where
Lucius kept his little dark treasures. Draco had pestered Lucius for a dark
magical artifact called the Hand of Glory but Lucius had replied in clipped
tones that he would only get it if he came home with far better grades than the
mudblood Granger this year. Draco had been sulking and in a bad mood ever
since. They were currently walking through Diagon Alley.

�Father, I need to go to Flourish & Blotts for my books,� said Draco
to Lucius.

�Very well, I�ll come with you. There seems to be quite a crowd,�
replied Lucius with a disgusted expression and proceeded towards the large
crowd jostling outside the doors trying to get in. The crowd seemed to part to
make way for him without him saying a word. Lucius just shot them cold looks
and walked clinking his cane on the floor.

The boys followed him inside and Orion looked at the long line of
wizards waiting for something. He wondered what was happening. Then he saw a
huge magical banner of a beaming blond wizard that winked to every customer
that passed by: GILDEROY LOCKHART will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME today.

Gilderoy Lockhart came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded by
large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth
at the crowd. A short, irritable-looking man was dancing around taking
photographs with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with
every blinding flash. The crowd burst into applause.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for quiet.
"What an extraordinary moment this is! The release of the first edition of
my new autobiography Magical Me! The perfect moment for me to make a little
announcement I've been sitting on for some time! I have great pleasure and
pride in announcing that this September, I will be
taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The crowd cheered and clapped and Orion saw Draco looking in horror at
his list of books where Orion could see that there were several books authored
by Lockhart. Orion sniggered, poor Draco, he definitely was out of luck with
his Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Draco
scowled at him and fumed, �It�s not fair...�

He was interrupted by a red-headed boy that stood in front of them, �Oh,
it's you," he said looking at Draco as if he were something unpleasant on
the sole of his shoe. "I�m surprised to see you hanging around with a
friend. Hasn�t he already discovered what a slimy evil little git you are?� the
boy said jerking his head towards Orion.

"Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop, Weasley,"
snarled Draco. "I suppose your parents will go hungry for a month to pay
for all those." He said indicating the books in the red-head�s arms.

The Weasley boy turned red and dropped his books into the cauldron of a
red-headed little girl that was besides him, and he started toward Draco. Orion
tensed and moved to Draco�s side to assist him if necessary when a red-headed
tall man came to them and said, "Ron! What are you doing? It's too crowded
in here, let's go outside."

"Well, well, well - Arthur Weasley," sneered
Lucius who had just turned up and placed his hand on Draco�s shoulder.

"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.

"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear," said Lucius. "All
those raids... I hope they're paying you overtime?"

Lucius reached into the little girl�s cauldron and extracted, from amid
a bunch of books, a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to
Transfiguration.

"Obviously not," Lucius said. "Dear me, what's the use of
being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for
it?"

Mr. Weasley flushed darkly and said, "We have a very different idea
of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.�

"Clearly," said Lucius, his pale eyes straying to a bunch of
other red-headed children that came up to them. "I would have thought you
would have stopped reproducing when the few knuts of
your salary weren�t enough to sustain your worthless progeny ��

There was a thud of metal as the girl's cauldron went flying; Mr.
Weasley had thrown himself at Lucius, knocking him backward into a bookshelf.
Dozens of heavy spellbooks came thundering down on all their heads; there was a
yell of, "Get him, Dad!" from two tall red-headed twins; Mr.
Weasley�s wife was shrieking, "No, Arthur, no!";
the crowd stampeded backward, knocking more shelves over; "Gentlemen,
please - please!" cried the assistant, and then, louder than all
"Break it up, there, gents, break it up -"

Orion was holding Draco back and he sneered at the red-headed family.
How dared Mr.Weasley physically assault Lucius like a common muggle! Wizards
shouldn�t behave that way. Sure, what Lucius had said was highly insulting but
he hadn�t physical threatened the other wizard. The other wizard could just
have replied scathingly and defended his honor with words, not resorting to
such lowly ways. He saw now what Lucius had once said about some light families
that acted no better than the worse of muggles.

A huge broad man with wiry bushy beard and hair was wading toward them
through the sea of books. In an instant he had pulled Mr. Weasley and Lucius
apart. Mr. Weasley had a cut lip and Lucius Malfoy had been hit in the eye by a
book. He was still holding the little girl's old Transfiguration book. He
thrust it in her cauldron, his eyes glittering with malice.

Orion had made a move to help Lucius get up but halted and frowned when
he saw that Lucius had placed two books in the cauldron, not just the one he
had taken before.

"Here, girl - take your book - it's the best your father can give
you -" said Lucius pulling himself out of the large man's grip. He
beckoned Draco and Orion to him and they swept from the shop.

They walked swiftly through the milling wizards in Diagon Alley and he
heard Lucius say coldly, �He�ll get what�s coming to him. The nerve! To attack
me in public!�

They returned to Malfoy Manor and Orion said his good-byes to the
Malfoys, he would be going tomorrow for his second year at Durmstrang and he
still had packing to do.
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