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Phases of the Night	By : 6phoenix6flame6 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 40947 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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Chapter List
- 12
- 13
AN: Hey every, sorry for the late update. Hopefully this answers some questions, probably give you more instead. Hope you enjoy :D This will however, be the last chapter for this first part of the series.

Chapter 13:

Harry held onto the scruff of Zom as himself, the wolf and Remus walked down the street of the market in magical Seattle. It was exciting to see all the different diversities in magic that other places have out side of the British wizarding world. He still kept close to Remus and Zom, still feeling nervous around large crowds. Its not like he wanted to continue to feel this way, he needed to get over it quickly.

Harry felt a hand on his head and looked up at Remus, who was smiling down gently at him.

“It will eventually become easier,” Remus’s smile got bigger. “Now how about we head to the book store first before we head to get Severus’ potions ingredients. After that how about we head into the muggle world to find more stuff for your room and the house?” Remus suggested.

Harry thought about it. He did want to see about more muggle type things to hopefully get an idea for his room, so far its just blank with only the dry wall up. Maybe they could pick some things up for Zombie too. The wolf will need to have things.

He gave a nod then pointed to the wolf at his side. The creature was keeping watch as they walked going as far to to give soft growls at anyone who got to close to Harry.

“Yes, we best get a few things for Zombie too. I’ll have to put a service vest on him when we go into the muggle world, that way he can come into the stores with us.”

Harry gave a small smile.

“Is this the book store you were thinking of Harry?” Remus asked as they stopped in front of a small shop with a few books in the window with a dream catcher and a few other magical protection items.

Harry gave a nod before going over to the door and opening it for him and Zom.

The wolf trotted inside first and sat by the cashier, who was an elderly dark skinned man with a talesman around his neck, giving Zom a weird look.

“Welcome to my shop, I am Dagobert.” The man greeted them with a cajun accent.

Harry gave a wave.
“Hello,” Remus greeted back.

“Is there anything in particular you are looking for?” The man asked coming out from behind the counter. On the way he passed a jar where he grabbed something from within it before continuing on. The man stopped before Zom, who sniffed at the man’s hand. The man held out a small treat for the wolf to take. Zombie gently took it from the man’s hand and gobbled it.

Harry gave a nod and began to sign. ‘,I am looking for the book that can help control my magic,’

Dagobert gave a surprised look before he smiled and answered Harry before Remus could translate.

“Can I perform a little test to read your magic and we can see whats up with it?” Dagobert offered.

Harry worried his lip before looking up at Remus. Can they trust this guy?

Remus gave a nod.

‘,Okay,’ Harry signed.

Dagobert smiled, “Excellent, now lets head to the back of the shop into my work room, i have everything in there that we would need.”

Zombie came up beside Harry and they followed the elder man through bookshelves and selves filled with different nicknacks and potion ingredients to the back room.

The back room was windowless with bricked walls and dim lights. The rooms was filled with shelves and a large work bench in the middle. On the selves were jars, talismans, skeletons of small birds and rodents; there was even a tiger skull in a class case with incense and candles burning around it. There was herbs hanging from the ceiling.

"Come sit on the stool and we will take a look at your magic," Dagobert gestured to the stool by the work bench.

Harry climbed up onto the high stool and watched as the older man take a crystal, hemp string and bay leaves out of different cubbies from the hutch on the other wall opposite of the door.

The man placed the bay leaves on the crystal and wrapped the help around it. Dagobert sat on the stool in front of Harry and held out the crystal.

"Now all you have to do is hold this crystal and I'll chant a spell, the crystal will turn a colour which would be a verity of brightness. By judging the colour or colours and brightness I can assess your magic." Dagobert explained.

Harry gave a nod of understanding and took the crystal. He held it as Dagobert began to chant.

Remus watched from the sidelines and felt magic began to shift around the room.

The process didn't take very long. Colour leaked into the crystal starting with red with flex of gold before black smoke almost completely engulfed the crystal with only small swirl or red and gold was left.

Dagobert finished chanting and stared down at the crystal in the boy's hand. It was chaos, and it would take a while to get the boy's magic under control. He held his hand out and Harry gave back the crystal.

"Well good news, it's not a lost case. Not so good news, it will take some time and practice to get it back under control. You have very powerful magic, which was evident when you brought that wolf back to life." Harry's eye widen. "It's a bit chaotic right now but we'll be able to calm it." Dagobert gave a gentle smile.

Harry gave a smile back.

"How will we go about calming his magic?" Remus ask.

"For the moment I'll give you an amulet the will burn the access magic that is not being used. Don't worry it will not depleting or touch your core. Later in the week I will send my nephew to your resident as a tutor or you can come here for your lessons," Dagobert offered.

Harry looked to Remus.

"Well we'll have to talk Severus first. We'll come here for the first lesson and then decide what to do next?"

Harry gave a nod.

"I'll give you a couple books to understand your magic and tips on meditation." Dagobert smiled, got up and headed back into the shop front.

He turned down different isles picking books off the shelves. He stopped when he had five books of different sizes in his arms. Heading back to the register he grabbed an amulet off a random shelf.

“Here we go,” Dagobert placed the books on the front desk. He pulled a small book from the stack and held it up. “I recommend reading this book first. Its a small history of where chaos magic comes from.”

The book was seven inches by nine inches and maybe about a quarter inch thick. Black leather with a familiar looking symbol on the cover. Harry knew that is was the same as the one on his hip.

Dagobert placed it down pointed to the next books.

“The top two are books to help control wandless magic, those will come in handy further along when we actually will test your magic and its limits.” The older man explained.

He pointed to a thick brown tomb. “This is a book of chaos spells. I don't recommend trying any until you’ve had some lessons with myself or my nephew, your branch of chaos might not work with some of the spells.”

Harry gave a nod that he understood.

“The last book is for you and anyone you life with to read. Its warding and protection spell that work with chaos magic.” Dagobert took the book and and flipped it to a place. He pointed at the title on the page. “This is a warding spell it will contain any backlash if your magic escapes from you again.” He closed the book and put it back in the pile before lifted the amulet up.

The necklace was a black thin chain with a black crystal dangling from it with a thin wire of platinum wrapped around it. “This amulet will, as I mentioned before, burn off any unused magic that is overflowing from your core. It will not actually touch your core at all so its safe.” Dagobert placed the necklace around Harry’s neck.

The moment it was secured around his neck, Harry felt like a bandage was slapped over a wound that was bleeding. The wound being his magical core and the bleeding his magic. He didn’t feel like it was going to lash out at any moment and kill someone or destroy something.

Harry felt a small weight lift from his shoulders. He gave the man a smile. The man smiled back.

“Now is there anything else I can help you with?”

Harry gave a nod. ‘,Is there anyway to take dark magic out of a cursed wound, say an eye?,’

Remus raised an eyebrow at Harry’s question.

Dagobert stared at Harry for a moment. “Have you tried the Longus Sarcio potion?” He asked.

Harry turned to Remus.

“The boy with the eye in question was cursed by his aunt’s magic. The potion won’t heal it. Its like the magic is infecting it, poisoning his eye. We both, his guardian and I, guess that even with the removal of the eye, the empty eye-socket would still leak poison magic. We are treating it with a high dose of cleaning potion that is applied to the damage eye six times a day.” Remus explained.

“If my nephew could take a look at the eye sometime this week when he goes for Harry’s lesson’s then we might be able to come up with a solution. However for now,” Dagobert reached over the counter for a pen and a slip of paper and began to write on it. “Soak three mint leaves in lemongrass oil and rose water. Then after you cleans the eye, place a mint leaf directly on the eye, then the other two leaves every three layers of wrapping after that. But make sure its placed over where the eye is.”

The man handed over the recipe and directions to Remus.

“Now, is that all for today?” He asked with a smile.

Remus looked down at Harry with a raised eyebrow. Harry gave a nod.

‘,A book on wizarding pregnancies and werewolf pregnancies.,’
Remus sighed. “Did you guys over head what we were talking about last night?” He asked.

Harry gave a nod. ‘,I’m okay with it. It means that I get another brother or sister soon. Sirius’ line continues on.,’ Harry signed.

“We do have a couple books on wizarding and werewolf pregnancies.”

“We’ll take them and that will be it for today.” Remus smiled

Dagobert got the books and added them to the pile before ringing them up. Remus payed and took their bag shrank it and placed it in his pocket.

“We’ll send you an owl later to know when to drop by this week.”

Remus and Harry shook Dagobert’s hand and wished him a good day before they left the shop and headed to Severus’ ingredients.

After their trip into the Potions shop they headed into the muggle world. They stopped off at a small restaurant that had a patio for lunch, Harry slipped Zom some food between the fence on the patio.

Remus transfigured a service vest for Zom to wear for when they continued on with their shopping. They had to still stop to get Zombie bowls, a leash and collar for the muggles who were up tight about having dogs on a leash.

They entered the first dog store they could find. “Paws Way”

A little bell rang above their heads as they entered the shop. There was dog beds, dog clothing and collars at the front of the store.

A slightly plump woman in her mid twenties with curled black and purple hair, glasses and multiple piercings in her ears greeted them with a smile as she walked from the back of the store.

“Welcome to Paws Way. Is there anything in particular you were looking for today.” She obviously knew enough to not touch Zombie as he was wearing a service vest.

“We were looking for a collar and leash for him along with some bowls and maybe some treats.” Remus explained.

“We got lots of those.” She smiled “Now would you like something standard as your wolf is a service dog or would you like something to offset the service vest?” The woman asked.

Remus turned to Harry. It was Harry’s pet so he gets to decide.

Harry thought for a moment. He saw some of the collars aunt marge had for her dogs. Even thought the woman was a bitch and her dogs were assholes some of the collars were pretty cool.

‘,Can we look at all the collars?,’ Harry signed to Remus.

The woman gave a smile and replied before Remus’ could. “Sure,” She said and signed back. “My nephew, who’s only three, is struggling to talk so it was easier to teach him sign language to talk, so pretty much everyone in my family can now sign.” She continued to sign as she talked.

She lead the two over to a large section of wall that had rows upon rows of collars. It was a little overwhelming at the huge selection.

“Its a little overwhelming I know, so first we’ll eliminate a type of collar. Do you want studded or jeweled collar?” She asked.

‘,Studded,’ Harry signed. He liked the thick black leather collar with the four rows of copper studs. It wasn’t the ones with the spikes. He actually pointed it out to the lady.

“Do you like this one?” She asked and look down the biggest one.

‘,Yes,’ He signed before turning to Remus. ‘,Can we get more then one?,’

Remus turned to the lady. “What do you think?”

The lady smiled. “You’ll want at least two. One for playing and one for when he’s on duty. My four guys have at least five each.” She smiled.

“We’ll get two collars.”

“Excellent. Now for the next collar do you know what style you’d like it in? We have a buckle up, like the studded one here.” She she held up the buckled side. “We have the quick release and martingales.”

Remus was lost as to what a martingale was.

Seeing Remus’ and Harry’s confused faces the lady smiled.

“Here I’ll demonstrate what a martingale is.” She turned to the back and gave a sharp whistle.

Both Harry and Remus heard nails scrapping against the floor. A huge beast of a dog that looked like a large Wolfhound came trotting towards them followed by a large Leonberger, a blue brindle Mastiff and a German Shepherd. The four dogs sat behind the lady not coming any closer even though they wanted to. Zombie perked up a little and sniffed the air.

The lady walked up to the German Shepherd.

“This is my oldest guy, Kronos. He’s wearing a chain martingale.” She snapped her fingers and Kronos got up and headed towards Harry and Remus but stopped a foot in front of them respectful of Zombie. She slid the collar off over the dog’s head and held it up.

There was no area on the collar to undo it. It was mostly a thick material that most collars are made out of with a loop chain in the middle connecting the two material ends in a circle. in the middle on the loop chain there was a small metal ring to hook a leash onto.

“This is a chain martingale. He has the chain one because the sound of it tightening corrects him on his walks then the full material ones. You don’t want a martingale to be as tight as it can go on the dog, just tight enough that when the chain or material parts pull together he can’t slip it over his head.” She placed it back over the dog’s neck, held chain by the small loop and pulled up on it.

They could see it tighten on the dog.

“Its only tight enough to he can’t slip out. It does not hurt him nor does it choke him.” She slid the collar higher up on the dog’s neck just under his jaw and ears. “This is the easiest area on the next to control the dog if your dog is a little puller on leash. However seeing as you walked the wolf in without a leash I don’t think that will be a problem.” She signaled for Kronos to go back in line.

“Wolfie come,” The wolfhound trotted forwards.

Harry noticed that it had a different style of collar then the german shepherd did. It was at least three inches wide and all material.

The wolf hound sat at the ladies feet. The lady slipped the collar off the dog and they noticed that it too was a martingale but made fully out of material.

“This is the full material martingale, acts just like the chain one and both types comes in many awesome patterns.”

Harry saw that the material for the collar had Marvel Avengers on it. When he had first moved into Dudley’s spare room there was a stack of Avenger’s comics. He liked Captain America and Iron Man the best followed by Hawkeye and the Hulk and Black Widow and Thor as last.

“These material ones also come as a quick release.”

‘,Martingale please.,’ Harry signed.

The lady slipped the collar back onto Wolfie’s neck. She shooed the four dogs to the back
before leading Harry and Remus to the Martingales. Harry picked a black martingale that had Captain America and Iron Man on it with a chain. There was a matching leash attached to it.

“Bowls I believe we need next.”

They walked further through the store, Zombie snagged a large squeak toy off the shelf as they passed, and stopped at a wall of bowls. Harry picked two large black bowls with a green snake on them.

“Excellent choice. These ones are also the non slip ones so he cant go nudging the bowl all over the floor getting at the last of his food.” The lady smiled and added it to the small pile they had on the counter.

“Now what type of diet is your dog on? Is he on a raw food diet or does he get kibble?”

Harry shrugged. He actually haven’t been paying attention when Zombie gets fed.

“He’s been hunting in the back yard twice a day.” Remus stated.

The lady looked started for a moment. “Do you guys live up in the mountains outside of Seattle?”

“We actually live down in Forks. We have a large forest surrounding our home that he hunts in.” Remus explained. The lady nodded.

“Just be careful there are a lot of hunter is that area, and you do have a wolf. We don't want him to get shot.” She lead them over to a large freezer. The freezer was filled with packaged raw food.

“Do you know how much he weights?”

“I think around 200 lbs.”

“You are lovely size boy.” The lady said to Zombie. The wolf tilted his head. “He actually looks kind of young. How old is he?” The lady asked.

“We don’t know.”

“Am I allowed to look at his teeth and check his muscles? I’m not a vet or anything but i can guess his age, or the ballpark.”

Remus looked at the wolf. The wolf dropped the toy before standing in front of the lady. The wolf opened its mouth for her.

The lady got on her knees, gently rubbed her hands on his chest and neck before sliding on hand up under his jaw and the over over the top of his muzzle. She lifted his lips looking at his canines before tilting his head and pulling his cheek back. She felt his incisors and hummed. She then moved her hands over his vest and took it off of him. Her hands then moved over his shoulder and hips gently pressing in .

“Do you know if he’s neutered?” She asked.

Harry flushed when he figured out what she was talking about.

“No. He’s in-tacked.”

The lady nodded and put the vest back on Zombie and gave him a scratch behind his ears. She stood up.

“From what I can gather with his teeth and the feel of his muscles. He’s not quite a year old. If he’s 200 lbs at this age he’s definitely going to be a beast when he’s fully grown.” She gave a smile.

“So with raw food you’ll feed him about 4-6% of his body weight. Depending on how active he is, until he’s about a year and a half to two years. At two feed him 4% until he’s three. At three you can feed him 2-3% of his body weight.”

Remus quickly did the math in his head and his eyes widen.

“Yeah, its a lot. I can have my supplier deliver to you directly if you’d like.” She walked over to the counter and yanked a card. “He’s actually pretty awesome and would definitely give you a discounted price.” She handed over the card. “He also does treats that will go along side the raw diet.” The lady smiled.

“We’ll have to talk about it with the others but it might be the safest. Can we pick up some of these treats today?”

“For sure,” Just beside the freezer was a shelf that contained bags of treats by the same raw food company.

“Pick whichever two you think he might like, the price of the treats is a specially this week, buy two for the price of 1.”

Zombie picked up the toy he took and headed over to the treats. He paws off two different bags before either Harry or Remus could move.

“Smart choices. Both are big hits.” The lady picked them up and placed them with the rest of their purchases.

“Will that be all for today?” She asked.

“Nope that should be it.”

As Remus was pay Harry slipped the Avenger’s collar on Zombie and clicked the leash on him. The wolf gave him a suffering look. Harry gave the wolf a hug.
“Only until we get home.” The teen whispered quietly into the wolf’s ear.

Harry carried the bag and held onto Zombies leash as the exited the stare and started down the street. They were going to go to a big mall to look for house thins.

“Harry here for a second.” Remus pointed to an alley way. They stepped in and Remus shrunk the bag and put it with their other purchases.

They stepped back onto the side walk.

“Ready to look for stuff for the house?”

Harry gave a nod and they started off towards the large mall at the end of the street.

Harry had never been in a mall before. The Dursleys never took him to one. He was pretty sure that Dustian has though.

The mall was huge, easily four levels high and very crowded. Harry tighten his hold on Zombie.

Remus walked over to a directory and searched for where they needed to go. He pointed to where they needed to go. Two levels up and to the other side of the mall.

Harry took a deep breath and gave a nod.

They made there way through the mall, some people gave them looked because of Zombie but continued on their way to Bed, Bath and Beyond. Once at the store Remus grabbed a cart and they made their was through the store.

Harry helped Remus pick out kitchen stuff, dish towels, tea towels, soap dispensers, cutlery that Severus would approve of. There was pots and pan, dishes.

Two store clerks saw them with two full carts and went over to help them. With their help they were able to get all the essentials and have everything else delivered to their house.

From the mall they made their way to Room & Board to find furniture for Harry’s bedroom, or at least get some ideas. That trip turned out well. They got all of Harry’s bedroom furniture and had it set up to be delivered in five days which will give the guys back at the house to complete its design and colour.

Remus side apparated them back to the house late in the after noon. The workers were done for the day.

“I don’t know about you Harry but I’m exhausted.” Remus gave a little smile as they walked into the house through the front door.

Harry undid Zombie’s vest and slipped the collar and leash off of him. Once he was free the wolf went racing through the house giving a small howl, letting the house hold know that they were home.

‘,Yeah, after we put the shopping away I think I might go crash.,’ Harry signed.

Remus reach out and ruffled Harry’s hair.

“We’re in the kitchen,” Severus’ voice called out to them.

Remus took all the shopping out of his pockets enlarged t hem and left them in the living room before following Harry into the kitchen.

He stopped in his tracks at the additional people sitting at the restored table.

“Hermione?” Harry’s broken voice whispered out.

The Granger girl shot out of her chair with a cry and hugged her best friend.

Remus raised an eyebrow over the two’s head towards Severus. The other man sighed and rubbed his temples.

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He was finally free from that god forsaken realm. The only reason Dumbledore had even gotten as far as he did in his ritual was that he was still alive. If he had been dead the old man would have needed seven more sacrifices. It was a shame about Arthur though; he could never repay the older man for looking after Harry.

After escaping from his old headmaster’s clutches he traveled to Hogwarts where he was currently leaning against a large rock on the side of the mountain over looking Hogwarts grounds and castle, the black lake and Hogsmead; playing with a small ball of lightning. He was contemplating his next move, though his end game was to return to his mate and Harry.

Being stuck in the hell dimension had released a block on his full access to his family's magic. He guessed that Dumbledore placed this block on him the moment he stepped into Hogwarts, which would explain how he suddenly hated everything about his family and how he ended up in Gryffindor. His mother had always been a crazy fucked up bitch, but his father and brother he actually cared about. It had always felt weird that he stopped communicating to them after the first night. And the only reason James and Remus ended up in Gryffindor was because of him. The Potters had always been in all the houses but mysteriously began to only be sorted in Gryffindor since Dumbledore started attending Hogwarts. The noble house of Gryffindor had be warped and tainted with that old man's presents.

Sirius stared are the castle trying to think. How was he going to limit Dumbledore’s influence on the future generations of magic users? Then it hit him. He could use his family’s magic to get everyone out of the castle and place the surrounding area under a time spell. He will release it once the blasted war is over. His spell should keep everyone who is innocent safe and frozen within, and forcefully remove everyone else out. Maybe Snape would suffer a little for getting his baby brother killed.

The spell to do this was created when the founders went to his family for help. His family didn’t start out as wizards. The first Black was a Grimm, the shape shifting hell demons that guard the entrance to the afterlife that was made up of shadow magic. The Blacks, since they helped out, were invited to attend Hogwarts by the founders. It was then that wizarding blood was introduce to the family.

Sirius pushed away from the mountainside, the Lightning ball in his hand increasing in size. When it reached its max he flung it into the air. The sky darkened as storm clouds grew over head.

He watched as the storm grew until lightening struck the ground outside the forbidden forest. It woke the ancient magic that began to seep up from the roots of the ancient trees within. There was a rumbling sound and a rock figure rose from the middle of the forest.

Sirius turn towards Hogsmead where the next lightning struck. Another rock figure rose from the middle of the village. Lightning struck the lake and the castle. More figures rose.

The last lightning to strike was on the mountain he was currently standing on. It struck just feet away from him and he marveled in the power it released.

The ground shook as the last figure rose. It was impressive over fifty feet tall.

Sirius' hand began to glow as he walked up to the figure, he placed his hand on the back of its calf and awoke it. Blue traveled out from where his hand was pressed and a lit the runes carved into the rock surface. The mouth of the figure began to move and it started to chant a dead forgotten language. The arms of the figure began to rise, in sync with the others, as a silvery blue dome rose from the ground. As it rose, screeching could be heard from within the forest. The Acromantula, that had no place within the dark forest, began to explode, blood soaking the tree tops of where their nest was.

The castle was silent, which meant that either no one within the castle was loyal or knew about Dumbledore's evil plot, or they were not within the castle period. The hustle and bustle of Hogsmead stopped as the dome completely formed.

No one was going to be able to release the spell except for him or someone from the main bloodline. However, seeing as he was the last surviving Black, there weren't even any left to Guard the afterlife, he only would only be able to release the spell.

Sirius stared at the dome one last time before turning on his heel and shimmering out of sight.

He reappeared out side a strange three story circular house. The seer inside will be able to help him get to his mate.

The purple door open and out stepped Luna Lovegood, dressed in a flowing blue dress.

"Welcome Lord Black, come inside we have much to discuss." Luna gave a smile.

“Child of Sight, thank you for your greeting,” Sirius gave a bow before he entered the home.

He was lead into parlor that was not in fact a parlor but a clearing in the middle of a beautiful sunny forest. He looked behind him and saw the door way to the front entrance shimmering with magic. They had just entered a portal to another place. In the middle of the clearing had two chairs made of tree roots and a small tea table set up. Luna walked towards on of the chairs.

“Sit, tea will be shortly.” The seer’s voice was light and airy. She sat down across from him.

Sirius sat and a tea set appeared before them. He knew it wasn’t from house elf magic. It was the Other Magic. Magic from the Fae. The seer before him will most likely be the last true seer the magical world will ever known. The seer from the Seelie Courts.

The tea pot poured the tea into the delicate cups adding what each preferred in their tea before the cups upped and began to float towards them.

“You seek your mate and godchild.” Luna raised her hand accepted the cup. “Many other seek as well. Time is closing in and the window for you to make you way closer to them has passed.” She took a sip from the cup.

Panic swelled within him and lighting crashed in the sky over head.

“Peace Grimm King. You will be reunited with your mate.”

“When?” Sirius asked placing his tea cup down on the saucer.

Luna gave him a look.

“When Darkness merges with Light. You need to travel to the Dark Castle. Find the two kings of it with their many followers. You will aid them and they will bring you to your mate and godchild. But first you will need to awaken the Dragon King and his mate. They will turn the skies to fire. The forgotten will be remembered. Life becomes Death and Death becomes Life.”

The skies of the forest started to darken. Rolling black clouds covered over head and a poisonous fog began to roll in, eating away at the trees around them.

The Seer’s cup shattered as she stood.

She walked closer to him. “Grimm Lord, time has now come for you to journey. But I leave you with a gift.” A dagger appeared in her hand and without warning she brought it up and sliced open his forehead.

She raised her other hand to her right eye and ripped it out of its socket. “I cannot gift you with Sight,” She gave a sad smile. Blood ran down her beautiful face. “But I can give you the Gift to see.” She then plunged her bloodied eye into the wound of his forehead.

He fell to the darken forest floor screaming in pain.

The Seer watched as her gift was accepted and melted into him as the wound on his forehead healed.

“You will be transported as close as I can get you to the Castle. You will need to find allies along the way.” She raised her bloodied hand again and whispered a spell. His body disappeared from view as the forest walls shattered around her.

She was back in the parlor of her house, the enchantment gone. The body of her father dead in the door way with a black cloaked figure stood over it with a bloody dagger.

“His lordship will not be impressed that you are not whole anymore.” The being’s voice caused her ears to bleed.

“Time is closing in,” The Seer stated dropped the dagger to the floor. It was not her time to fight.

The being smiles showing razor sharp teeth and lunged at her.

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The doors the Gringrotts bank were blown open. Dumbledore walked in flanked by men dressed in the robes of Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters started killing all the wizards and witches that were within. Some of the goblins started to fight back.

“What are you doing wizard?” The Head Chief of the Goblins marched forwards.

Dumbledore smiled and shot his hand forwards. The goblin chief fell to his knees staring at the device that was now encasing his heart. The Goblins around him stopped what they were doing, eyes starting to glow green as magic of the device began to over come their minds.

The chief tried to fight its effect. It was no use though the device was made with only one purpose, to control the Goblin race.

“You fool,” The Goblin Chief coughed out. Dumbledore lifted the Goblin up by his neck. “What you seek is now out of your reach. Once the device was shoved into my heart you pathetic wizard every branch was alerted and protocols are now slamming in place.”

Dumbledore screamed in rage before throwing the now controlled Goblin Chief away from him.

Across the Atlantic ocean the Washington DC Gringrotts branch got an alert. The wizard in charge picked up his phone and called the emergency number. “Get me the President of Magic.”

The President of America and the President of Magic were sitting down for a meeting at the pentagon when the President of Magic’s phone went off.

“Hello?” She answered.

“Madam President, there is an emergency it is strongly advised to initiate protocol Dome.” Came the voice of her voice president of magic.

“What is the emergency?” She asked getting her briefcase and placing it in front of her. She sliced her hand open and placed it on the seals of the case. It popped open and inside laid a disk of immense power covered in ruins.

“Goblins have been compromised at Gringrotts in England.”

The president swore and slammed her bloodied hand on disk. The result was instant. A lash of magic shot out of the device and up through the building into the sky.

A dome of magic formed around the US, Canada and Mexico. Muggles could still come and go as they please, but those with magic was now locked out as well as locked in.

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Voldemort stood in the middle of the garden. In front of him stood a large memorial for the fallen students of Dumstrang, (more had died from their wounds after the fight was over with, a total of 12) and those of the Bauxbatons attack.

Lucius and Blaise almost arrived too late and was able to get word back to him to send some of his men to help defend the french castle. Dumbledore and the ministry tried to make it look like he had attacked. They had their flunkies dress up as ‘Death Eaters’ to cause an international war. The survivors were shocked when they were actually rescued by the REAL Lord Voldemort and his men. They had lost a few men themselves including Lucius.

‘Death Eater’s was what Dumbledore and Fudge came up with back in the first war, where he later adopted it when he was cursed insane. He had many regrets in his life, that was one of them.

Dumbledore did not stop there at the attack of Beauxbatons, he had attacked Gringots bank in Diagon Alley. The Fall of the Goblin nation no doubt had alerted North America of what happened which was why there was a dome covering the north west hemisphere, keeping everyone magical out.

James stepped beside him and placed a hand on his arm.

“We did what we could.” His husband spoke softly.

Voldemort pulled his husband into his arms and placed his chin on the shorter man’s shoulder. “I know. Does not stop the pain and regret.”

“Once this war is over and Dumbledore and his idiots of his are dead, we’ll show the world all the losses that should never had happen. We’ll show them that they put their faith in a man that was so corrupt that the world almost crumbled.” James stated. “Darkness is coming before it can be light again.” He pulled away from his husband and turned to face him.

James raised his hand and cupped the love of his life’s cheek. “We and those that put trust in us will be both the Darkness and the light.” He lead forwards and give his beloved a kiss. “We must get ready.”

Voldemort pulled James closer and rested his forehead against the other man’s. “We will make it through this, even if one of us has to bring the other back from the dead.”

“Again.” James grinned.

“Precisely love.” Voldemort pressed a gently kiss to Jame’s forehead before turning to the masses that had gathered behind him for the memorial.

In front was His son Victor with the youngest Weasley standing beside him. The rest of the Weasleys, Greyback standing with his mate, David the American wizard next to Bill, Gustav in the arms of the dragon tamer, the Lestrange brothers and Blaise with his husbands minions. Behind them were the family and friends of all those that died in these two attacks that were well enough to be out of the hospital wing.

“There is a full out war on the horizon.” Voldemort’s voice carried over the masses. “We will be prepared and we will win. More will probably died before its over but will conquer, we will subdue our common enemy.”

James felt a shiver at the power in his husband’s voice.

“Dumbledore has gone on far enough with his power hungry ways. As James just told me,” he gave a look to his side and smiled at the father of his two sons. “We are the Darkness and we will bring the Light!” Voldemort raised his hand above his head and a gold light shot into the sky. The light morphed into a golden Phoenix.

It was the symbol of his promise to magic to righten the world and Magics acceptance.

His robes of mourning morphed into his grand battle gear by the golden embers falling from the phoenix in the sky.

Those in front of him knelt before him. He felt his husband kneel as well.

This was the beginning of the end of all ends that start new beginnings.
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