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Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter or co. they are owned by JK Rowling. She owns the
characters, I own the plot. Also, if this is similar to any other fics, it was not intentional. As per usual, any original
characters, theories about magic and anything not already known to the HP world
is mine. I borrowed the concept of the Living Metal from Yuri Narushima�s Planet Ladder so no; I do not own that
concept.

A/N:

Thanks
to my Beta Robyn for going over and correcting any mistakes!

Parseltongue,
foreign words, letters/articles etc.

Telepathy

Character�s
thoughts

Emphasized
words, headings,

Irreversible Destiny

By: SheWolfe7

Chapter II

Combat Plans

You can't say that civilization don't advance,
however,

for in every war they kill you in a new way.

- Will Rogers, New York Times, Dec. 23, 1929

US
humorist & showman (1879 - 1935)

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Riddle Mansion,
Little Hangleton,
Great Britain

Monday
the 14th of July 1997

3:30
PM

Lord
Voldemort, the Dark Lord, Terror of the Wizarding World was in the middle of
planning an attack on the Ministry of Magic when Lucius and Walden entered the
room. Breaking off his sentence Voldemort glared at the two malevolently, if
they were going to arrive late to the meeting they had better have had a good
reason, especially since they had not alerted him before the meeting started.
It was rather hard to plan a good attack when one of his Commanders was not
present to offer suggestions.

�Lucius,
Macnair you had better have a good reason for being
late.� Voldemort commented sharply.

Lucius
absently toyed with his snake cane. �We were in Diagon
Alley picking up some artifacts when we saw Potter.�

Voldemort�s
eyes narrowed and though he had been restored to his former youthful good
looks, his eyes were still crimson. �He�s returned then?�

�Yes.�
Walden Macnair answered as he smoothly entered the
conversation. �We had a few words with him when the Dementors arrived.�

Voldemort
frowned. �Why were the Dementors there?�

Lucius
shrugged as he launched into an explanation. �We do not know the reason, my
Lord. Everyone fled from their path while Potter oddly enough, moved past us
and approached the Dementor Lord. It seemed as if they were speaking to each
other though I do not recognize the language they used. From what I could tell,
Potter looked intrigued and amused not the slightest bit scared by the Dementor
Lord. After a few exchanges, the Dementor Lord reached out and traced his
fingertips up Potter�s neck to his cheek and Potter did not flinch. They spoke
some more and then the Dementor Lord caressed Potter�s cheek before he and the
others vanished. Potter conjured a mirror to look at his face and I realized
then that he was neither burned nor weak from the contact with the Dementor
Lord.�

�Black
had a few words with Potter who looked thoughtful as he dismissed them and
headed to Ollivanders. We followed discreetly but
upon entering, Ollivander closed the shop and we
could neither see nor hear anything that took place. Potter entered at a
quarter after one o�clock and he did not come out until a quarter to three
o�clock. He was preoccupied during the rest of his stay in the Alleys. He
bought a mountain of books and a large variety of potion ingredients before he Apparated to wherever he was staying.� Walden continued
taking up the rest of the explanation.

Voldemort
listened intently to their report drawing his own conclusions which he kept to
himself. �And your conclusions based on what you saw?�

Lucius
and Walden exchanged looks before Lucius turned back to face the Dark Lord.
�Potter has secrets and from what we heard he was not forthcoming with the
others, he�s changed greatly since he was sent to Arcanum. Besides the physical
changes in his appearance, it�s clear that he learned to be as evasive and
manipulating as a Slytherin conversation-wise. Also it is clear that he had
undergone a serious amount of dueling and combat drilling based on the way he
moved and reacted to the crowd. He was always alert, conscious to how close
everyone was in proximity to him and every time he entered a shop, he was
careful to scan the room first looking for possible exit routes, then a second
scan to look for any possible sources of conflict.�

�Interesting,�
Voldemort said thoughtfully. �The next time that Potter is seen within the
Triad Alleys I wish to be alerted immediately. I should like to have a look at
him myself.�

Walden
nodded. �Of course, my Lord.�

�Hmm
and why has Severus not come to report Potter�s return? Lucius you will go and
find him, I wish to have a few words with my Spy.�

Lucius
nodded, �Immediately, my Lord.�

Ten
minutes later Lucius returned. �He will report after the Order meeting this
evening as it regards Potter and you will no doubt want to know of the
information exchanged.�

�Very
well, I will wait then.� Voldemort turned back to the map that was on the
table. �A smaller contingent of the new recruits will be led by Jugson and Rookwood, and they
will be our distraction. A quarter hour after they start their attack, we will
strike here and here...�

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Number
12 Grimmauld Place,
London England,
GB

Monday
July 14th, 1997

6:50
PM

Mrs.
Weasley was busy bustling around in the kitchen
preparing a large meal for those residing at Number 12. Ginny and Hermione were
helping her set out the food while Ron and the twins set out the tableware.
Once the table was set and the food set out, Mrs. Weasley
called everyone down for dinner. Everyone trickled in the adults talking about
the Order meeting later that night and the students talking about Quidditch or
their summer assignments. After about five minutes, everyone noticed that Harry
hadn�t come down yet.

�I�ll
go get him.� Ron offered, surprising everyone. He left the table as everyone
waited and after hearing a muted yelp followed by Mrs. Black�s shrieking, Sirius
and Remus headed up to see what had happened. Ron�s hair was sticking up and it
was obvious that he had just been electrocuted.

�What
happened?� Remus asked quickly.

�I
tried to open Harry�s door.� Ron coughed.

Before
anyone else could say anything the door abruptly opened, revealing a disheveled
and shirtless Harry.

�Did
you want something?� Harry asked yawning.

Sirius
looked at him in concern. �Dinner�s ready, are you feeling alright?�

�Just
tired, it�d be about midnight where I�m from. Go ahead and start without me,
I�ll be down after I wash up a bit.� Harry said before closing the door shut
behind him.

The
three walked back downstairs, wrestled the curtains closed over Mrs. Black�s
portrait and took their spots at the table.

�He�ll
be down in a bit, he was asleep.� Remus said answering everyone�s unasked
question.

�What
was he doing to make him so tired?� Seamus asked confused. �He�s been locked up
in his room all afternoon.�

Ron
shook his head. �Harry said it�d be about midnight at Arcanum so he�s probably
not adjusted to the time change yet.�

�Oh.�
Neville said.

�Should
we wait?� Molly asked Sirius.

Sirius
shrugged. �Harry said to start without him, he was going to wash up he said.�

Molly
nodded and everyone started passing dishes and filling their plates. Harry came
down ten minutes later, looking much more alert. He slipped into a chair at the
end of the table and tucked into a strangely well-balanced dinner. He took a
bit of everything, eating in what looked like recommended proportions. Everyone
looked at his plate oddly as he was eating his vegetables without complaint
unlike the other teenagers. When dessert came around, Harry passed drawing
several incredulous stares from the adults and the students alike.

�Harry
mate, are you alright? I�ve never seen you pass up treacle tarts before!� Ron
asked him staring at his friend in obvious worry.

Harry
shrugged. �I�m fine. I just don�t feel like eating any more sweets today.�

�What
other sweets did you have today?� Ginny asked.

�I
had chocolate chip muffins at breakfast and then I had a chocolate sundae at Fortescue�s.�

The
twins shot each other startled looks. �How can that be-�

�Too
much sweets?�

Harry
looked at them patiently. �Because chocolate has a lot of unnecessary sugar, at
Arcanum everyone eats a very strict diet to keep our bodies running at its top
physical condition. The Healer told me that I should stick to high protein
foods and sparingly eat carbohydrates and anything with too much sugar or fat.
Considering how fit I am now, I think I�ll stick to her advice.�

�But
sweets...� Ron said weakly.

�Chocolate�s
okay every now and then but I can�t eat much else without getting ill.� Harry
said dismissively. �When�s the meeting?�

�Eleven.�
Mr. Weasley answered.

Harry
nodded. �I�ll be down later then; I�ll be in my room if anyone needs me.�

�But...I
thought we were going to talk.� Hermione said plaintively.

�We�ll
talk at nine okay? I�ve got to get started on some books Headmaster Randolph
lent me. I need to get them finished in time for the September post.� Harry
said as he rushed out of the room.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

At
precisely nine, Harry walked into the drawing room where everyone was relaxing.
Dean and Ron were playing chess; Ginny and Hermione were doing their homework
while Neville, Seamus, the twins, Sirius and Remus played a game of exploding
snap. Mrs. Weasley was knitting something while Mr. Weasley was in a hushed conversation with Mad-Eye Moody and
Sirius�s cousin Tonks. Harry stood in the doorway
watching them for a few minutes, almost envious of their ability to put their
troubles out of their minds. He had never had such peace of mind since the Triwizard Tournament and he doubted that he would again;
too much was at stake for him to be able to let his guard down like that again.
Before his thoughts could turn melancholy or morbid, Moody noticed him standing
in the doorway.

�Why
don�t you come in Potter? It�s not as if we�re going to attack you.� Moody said
loud enough to draw everyone�s attention to Harry.

Harry
raised an eyebrow as he walked into the room. �As if you could, I was just
comparing how different things are.�

Most
everyone stopped what they were doing to give Harry their undivided attention.
Harry ignored them as he walked over to a chair in the corner of the room, once
he was seated he saw everyone exchange looks. The students looked puzzled, why
did he go all the way out of his way to sit so far away from them? The adults
on the other hand pondered something else, why was he choosing to sit in the
most defensible area of the room?

�So,�
Hermione said breaking the awkward silence. �Did you finish any books?�

Harry
looked slightly surprised before it quickly was masked. �I�m almost done with
the first; it�s a treatise on the History of Dark Magic and the roles of Dark
Lords.�

Remus
blinked. �Ah, who�s it by?�

�Giles
Sainte-Armand.�

Hermione
sputtered. �You�re reading a book written by the Ange
de Morte?�

�You
can�t always read a book written by Light Wizards or you never get the full
spectrum of events. Sainte-Armand is actually a rather interesting author; his
writing has an intensity that�s almost hypnotic.�

Sirius
shook his head. �He was a fanatic Dark Lord, Harry!�

�I
know that, I�m just saying that in real life he must have been a charismatic
man which no doubt explains how he ascended to so much power during the Dark
Ages.� Harry said simply. �I�m not sure why you�re all getting so worked up,
it�s not as if I agree with him I�m studying the enemy.�

Moody
just nodded. �What else did you do at that school of yours?�

�Nothing
really just schoolwork and running the Auror�s Trial,
everything was centered around learning everything they had to teach. If I
wasn�t in class, I was doing my homework or researching in the library.�

�What
did you do on the weekends?� Neville asked.

�Mock
skirmishes among the students after breakfast up until lunch, after lunch most
of us would either go hiking around the surrounding property or we�d go
swimming. We�d play Quidditch once a month usually on the last Saturday of the
Month because we always run the Auror Final�s on
Sundays.� Harry explained.

Ginny
shook her head. �And after dinner?�

�Homework,
we�re not allowed out of the Student�s Wing or the Library after seven.�

�What?!�
the Twins exclaimed.

�School
Policy but it wasn�t that constraining, there�s only about a hundred and fifty
of us at Arcanum. Besides the school grounds are rather...dangerous late at
night.�

Sirius
frowned. �Dangerous how?�

�Well
there�s always wild animals running around late at night, besides the Graphorns and Tebos, the island
was filled with mountain lions, wolves and a few dragons here and there. The Graphorns and Tebos stick to
their home territory during the daylight hours but they go foraging later in
the evening.�

�Did
you ever go out late at night?� Dean asked knowing how much trouble Harry used
to get into at Hogwarts.

Harry�s
eye twitched. �Nope, I had enough on my plate without risking my life to get
eaten by a bunch of wild animals.�

The
rest of the conversation was rather dull as Harry truly hadn�t done anything of
interest that he could actually tell them about. Sure he�d had fun banishing
evil specters and such but he couldn�t tell them he was a Necromancer without
the information leaking to Voldemort or the Ministry. So many lies and secrets
to keep but he�d manage, he always had after all.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

At a
quarter to eleven, Mrs. Weasley shooed away the
Hogwarts students as the Order meeting was going to start in a few minutes. Ron
looked sullen since he had turned seventeen on the third of March but he had
not yet been approved for Order membership. Harry hadn�t either but he had
already established that he was the only weapon that the Wizarding World had
against Voldemort and that if he was going to be used as such he wanted to know
everything. They moved back to the kitchen which was the only room large
enough to hold the Order members that would be coming tonight.

Slowly
the room began to fill with Order members who arrived by Apparition or Floo. Mrs. Weasley had gone to
guard the door to the house, letting in the Order members and directing them to
the dining room. Sirius and Remus meanwhile introduced Harry to the Order
members as they trickled into the room. Kingsley Shacklebolt
entered talking with the straw-haired Sturgis Podmore,
behind them came Elphias Doge and Dedalus
Diggle who were chatting with the stately Emmeline Vance. Hestia Jones rushed in after them and made
a beeline for Tonks as the two women whispered and
chuckled about something or other. Professors McGonagall and Snape walked in a
few minutes later both talking softly, Snape shooting Harry a glare. Harry
meanwhile was careful to watch everyone and mentally began to rank them based
on what he could feel. He would be sure to check his observations later with a
Summoning but for now he would rely only on his instincts which had rarely
failed him. Dumbledore was the last to arrive and as Harry looked around the
room, he estimated that there were at least sixty witches and wizards present.

�Good
evening friends,� Dumbledore began after refreshments had been distributed. �As
you have all no doubt heard and seen, Harry Potter has returned from his
schooling at the Arcanum Institute of Magic and will be joining us tonight.�

Some
of those less observant began to murmur softly as they turned to look at Harry
who was sitting between Sirius and Remus.

Emmeline
Vance glanced over at Harry and back to Dumbledore. �Are you certain he should
be included in this, Albus? Harry is not even of age
yet.�

Before
anyone else could speak, Harry smoothly stood up and looked around at the Order
members. �Many of you have never met me personally and even those who have are
under a misconception. Voldemort,� Nearly everyone winced. �Has returned and
from what I have heard has been making life hellish here in Great Britain? He
has killed my parents and Cedric Diggory and used my
blood to be restored to a corporal form. You may look at me and see a youth
entering his prime but I assure you, I have the mentality of a wizard long in
the prime of their life. I was schooled at Arcanum for two years and I know
very well that I would not have been brought back had the circumstances not
been so dire. I am no one�s fool, I know I am the weapon you would use
to smite Voldemort and as such, I will not recklessly rush off into certain
danger without knowing what is at stake.�

Some
of the adults looked taken aback by his cold use of logic but a few were not.

�It�s
not your age really Harry but you pose a possible danger to the security of our
plans and the Order�s members.� Sturgis Podmore said
in a calm manner.

Harry
smiled, eyes cold. �And from my point of view, all of you are standing in the
way of my survival by withholding valuable information not to mention you all
are a security risk to me as well. Can you tell me which is the more
dangerous of the two?�

Silence
as everyone gaped or stared at him in shock, even Snape looked shocked for a
moment before his mask fell into place.

�You
can�t possibly mean that Harry!� Bill exclaimed.

�I�m
quite serious Bill, Peter Pettigrew was a member of the Order of the Phoenix
and he not only was a Spy for Voldemort but he managed to have my parents
killed and I was nearly murdered as well. I may not have had much time see the
sights and such but I have no desire to be killed when I have barely begun to
live and what you and everyone else in this world are expecting from me is a
very dangerous risk to my life. The Headmaster may have survived his duel with Grindelwald but my survival is no guarantee and honestly
aside from personal revenge I really have no interest in destroying Voldemort.�
Harry said very plainly.

Dumbledore
looked concerned. �Harry you should not think that way about Voldemort, revenge
is never a reason to destroy anyone.�

�I
completely agree with you in that regard which is why I will keep my personal
feelings regarding the matter to myself. If I am to be the weapon so be it but
my life is not a frivolous thing and I will not forfeit it in a futile endeavor
that is what I was attempting to point out.�

�There
are no other reasons to fight Voldemort but revenge, at least in your point of
view?� Remus asked curious about Harry�s reasoning.

Harry
snorted. �Well I�m hardly going to defeat Voldemort for the sake of a world
that is as fickle in it�s affections towards me as Sultan choosing a courtesan
from his harem to entertain him for an evening. What other reason is there? I
have no living family and even my so-called friends and protectors have
abandoned me upon occasion. I�ve learned to use my skills in the manner that is
most efficient and most of all, solitary. If you had wanted me to be anything
but a single purpose weapon you sent me to the wrong place.�

�Why
do you keep calling yourself a weapon?! You�re a wizard and a human being not
an inanimate object!� Mrs. Weasley said loudly.

Harry
settled back in his chair looking bored. �Because it�s the truth, you may not
be willing to say it but I�m sure the thought has passed through your minds. To
the majority of the Wizarding World that is all I will be, the one destined to
destroy Voldemort once and for all. I�m not a fool; my survival depends on this
as well because Voldemort will never leave me alone he is crazed with the idea
of my death. Joining with the Order to stop him would be easier and less time
consuming than if I were to do it on my own without the extra intelligence and
back up. However if you prove to be difficult and not very forthcoming with
information, I will not hesitate to break from the Order and do this on my
own.�

�You�re
mad, Potter!� Moody barked, eyes wide. �There�s no way you could possibly take
on bringing Voldemort down on your own.�

Harry
shot the experienced Auror a penetrating look.
�You�ve been an Auror longer than I�ve been alive
Moody so I�ll point this out once because I�m sure you�ve heard it before:
never underestimate an opponent. I may not look dangerous or terribly powerful
but I can assure you, I�ve learned things that I doubt even the Headmaster
would know of.�

�And
that would be...?� Hestia Jones asked.

�I
may be willing to work with you but that hardly means that I trust you with my
secrets. In time perhaps but not now, not until I am sure. Now before any of
you can make an outburst about my attitude I�ll be perfectly blunt, the sort of
things I am hiding can get me killed and until I�m sure that none of you are
spying for Voldemort or going to accidentally let anything slip those secrets
are staying here in my head behind my Occulmency
barriers. There are a few things I can tell you that I couldn�t earlier
while I was being questioned by my friends.�

�So?�
Sirius prodded.

Harry
paused to evaluate what was safe to tell them. �My seventeenth birthday is in
exactly seventeen days and I have already nearly reached my full Magical
ability. I�ve been masking my power quite a bit so that I don�t stand out in
the crowd so to speak and I�ll continue to do so, the depths of my power are
best left a secret until after Voldemort has been defeated.�

Dumbledore
stopped him by raising a hand. �Show us if you would.�

Harry
nodded as he stood up and released the spell that was masking his magical Aura.
The room flooded with energy as gray energy filtered out of Harry�s very skin.
As everyone stared in awe, Harry slowly dimmed his Aura until finally it
returned to it�s �normal� state.

�Why
is it gray?� Tonks asked him.

Harry
carefully worded his response. �What were you expecting it to be, white? Magic is
like energy it is neither �light� nor �dark� and the fact that it has
been classified into �light� and �dark� is due to us. At Arcanum we are taught
a wide variety of magical disciplines, I am as much a �light� wizard as what
you might classify as a �dark� wizard. Dark Magic is classified that because of
the intention of the spell or its user. Arcanum teaches the most powerful and
the brightest and as you�ve all noticed, not a single Dark Wizard has come from
its doors. I will not limit myself to one kind of magic or another just for the
peace of mind of a few, it is my life that I am risking and there are no second
chances.�

Dumbledore
nodded reluctantly. �So be it, does anyone else have anymore oppositions to Mr.
Potter�s presence?�

Silence.

�Very
well, let�s start with those at the Ministry...�

That
brought the conversation back to the purpose of the meeting it seemed that
their European and American Allies were much happier knowing that Harry was
back and had requested a meeting to take place sometime in late July or early
August. Moody reported that security in the Triad Alleys was to be increased
due to the Dementors appearing that afternoon and especially during Harry�s
appointments with Ollivander every two weeks. Fudge
was also eager to have a few words with Harry along with Madam Bones. Harry
agreed to meet with them in three days at the Ministry at ten and one o�clock.
A printer from the Daily Prophet reported that once news spread of
Harry�s return two of their best reporters had been hounding the owner for the
honor of writing about Harry�s return. After much arguing, Harry relented
allowing an interview so long as the reporter was not Rita Skeeter. Snape reported that Voldemort was making plans to
attack an important Wizarding building but had no more details except that he
was to report to Voldemort directly after the Order meeting. He also mentioned
in passing that the Dementors had been a bit restless lately which somehow
prodded Sirius into asking Harry about the conversation he had with the
Dementor Lord that afternoon.

�How
were you talking to the Dementor Lord and why were you talking to him anyway?�
Sirius asked looking at his Godson in the eye.

All
eyes in the room suddenly turned and focused on Harry, even Dumbledore had his
entire attention focused on Harry.

Harry
sighed and decided to hedge. �I don�t suppose passing it off as an Arcanum
secret would satisfy you?�

�No,
it touched you after all and you look perfectly healthy.� Remus pointed out.

All
the stares suddenly became penetrating as they looked for evidence of the
contact. Reluctantly Harry removed the Glamour that had been hiding the gray
marks on his neck and face.

�There
are certain cants that are used to communicate with Dementors; the Ministry
teaches three to certain employees namely Aurors, Magical Law Enforcement
personnel and Unspeakables. The one used by the
Aurors is Rescriptum (instruct), the one used
by the MLE is Mandatum (command) and the final
is Iubeo (directive order).� Harry explained
without explaining what can�t he had used.

Sirius
frowned. �I was an Auror and I know for a fact that
whatever cant you used it wasn�t the Rescriptum.�

�That
leaves the Mandatum and the Iubeo, which was it?� Moody asked gruffly.

Harry
quirked an eyebrow, �I never said that the cant I used was one of the three
that the Ministry teaches its employees.�

Snape
sneered. �There is only one other cant and I doubt that you learned the Dominus (master) cant at Arcanum considering that
there are only six artifacts that are imbued with the cant and none of them are
hidden away at Arcanum.�

�Don�t
be too sure however, what I used was not the Dominus
cant, what I used is far more...rare and a fairly lost cant to most circles.
What I used however is irrelevant as was the conversation I had with the
Dementor Lord. Suffice to say I was curious why they were gliding around Diagon Alley and I decided to test out my cant.� Harry said
dismissively.

Dumbledore
neatly trapped him. �If it was so insignificant then why did the Dementor Lord
touch you and why weren�t you injured?�

�Perhaps
it was the same reason that the Killing Curse did not kill me?� Harry
suggested.

�Don�t
be foolish, we all know that-� Elphias Doge was
kicked under the table by Professor McGonagall.

Harry
smiled slowly. �How about we all keep our secrets for the time being? When you
decide I am allowed to hear the rest of that sentence, I will tell you the cant
I used.�

�Harry,�
Dumbledore said sternly slowly loosing his temper.

Harry
glared but lied smoothly. �It was the Orare
(talk).�

�Orare? Why would that cant be named �talk�?� Emmeline Vance asked curiously.

�Simply
because that�s what it is used for talking. Not that they understand much from
what I�ve read which is why I was talking to the Dementor Lord, after all he�s
the most human of all of them.� Harry explained as he got to his feet. �Now, I
do believe I will go off to bed, I�ve heard more than enough I think.�

Kingsley
frowned. �Why didn�t the Dementor�s touch hurt you?�

�Because
Dementors cannot hurt those, they speak to. Of course if he hadn�t answered
when I spoke then yes, he could have harmed me. I suppose the novelty of
speaking to someone without being ordered to do something probably
amused him.� Harry commented before slipping out of the room.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Strategy
Room

Riddle
Mansion, Little Hangleton, Great Britain

Tuesday
July 15th, 1997

1:07
AM

Voldemort
was sitting idly at the table in that was now called the Strategy Room, his
Inner Circle also sitting at the table talking about miscellaneous subjects. To
his left the Lestranges were talking about their
various offspring Rodulphus and Bellatrix�s
twin sons� Antares and Altair and Rabastan�s son
Valerius, on his right Lucius and Narcissa were talking about their son Draco
and his extra summer lessons in Dueling and Potions. At the far end of the
table he could hear Mulciber and Avery talking about
their anticipation for a bit of �sport� while Rookwood
and Dolohov chatted about the various pros and cons
of certain Dark Artifacts. Voldemort absently drummed his fingers on the table
not really focusing on anything though his mind catalogued all the
conversations he was hearing. Where the Hell was Severus?

After
another few minutes� Severus strode into the room and immediately apologized.
�My apologies, I was kept behind by the Muggle-loving fool apparently I am to
brew him a wide assortment of Strengthening Potions.�

�Sit
and tell us what you�ve learned.� Voldemort said waving Severus to his chair at
the table, which was across from Voldemort and two down.

Severus
sat and took a breath before launching into a detailed report. �I was called to
the Headmaster�s Office around noon this afternoon only to be told that Potter
was finally returning from Arcanum. My observations of him thus far would be
this: he is a completely different person, had this been the first time I met
him I would naturally have assumed he had been Sorted into Slytherin. When he
speaks, his words are sharp and pointed, he�s learned to keep his temper and
has no respect for anyone. He�s made several pointed remarks about Dumbledore�s
authority and the trustworthiness of the Old fool and the Order. He�s also made
it very clear that should the Order not be of use to him, and he will not
hesitate to abandon them and attempt to topple you on his own.�

�The
insolence!� Several Death Eaters hissed.

Lucius
sneered. �Potter always was an arrogant brat.�

�Silence!
Continue with your report Severus.� Voldemort ordered, more and more intrigued
by his nemesis.

�Potter
informed the Order that he has been schooled in both Light and Dark Magics and he will not hesitate to use either without
regards to how the others view him. To be blunt, from Potter�s point of view,
the whole Wizarding World can bugger off, they�ll believe what they�ve always
believed and Potter will do whatever he pleases so long as you are brought
down. What little Training Potter mentioned was basically undergoing an Auror Trial once a week, every week while he attended
Arcanum. The brat has also mentioned several times that he is not to be
underestimated and I would have to agree from what I�ve seen. He is masking his
Aura and at Dumbledore�s insistence removed the Mask for a few moments, his
power is at least equal to your own, my Lord.�

Voldemort
nodded. �Anything else?�

�I
do not know if Lucius or Walden mentioned it but Potter spoke to the Dementor
Lord earlier today. Apparently he learned a form of cant named Orare and used to speak to the Dementor Lord. From
what I understand it was not any of the known cants taught by the Ministry.
Also he�s to meet Ollivander once every fortnight for
the rest of the summer and he has pointedly declared that he will not be
telling anyone why. As for the Order, Potter has refused outright to reveal his
secrets to them until he feels they are trustworthy but he has stated that
several of his secrets are the sort that would make you desire to have him
killed as soon as it can be arranged.� Severus finished.

A
black-haired woman scowled fiercely. �What can he be hiding that is so
important?�

�Hidden
abilities, I would guess. Potter�s smarter than I thought if he would dare to
keep secrets from the Order.� Lucius commented.

Voldemort
leaned back in his chair, crimson eyes glowing. �Perhaps it�s time that I asked
the Dementor Lord what their conversation was about...�

Rookwood
got up and went to retrieve the Dementor Lord as he was one of a few members of
the Inner Circle that could actually speak to them. A few minutes later, he
returned with the Dementor Lord in tow.

�You
spoke to the Potter whelp today, what were you discussing?� Voldemort growled
out in Dominus.

The
Dementor Lord paused to think before speaking. �We spoke of power and of skills
long forgotten to most of the world. I would...advise that you think
more candidly regarding the last Potter. There was a reason why my brothers
almost Kissed him and that reason is perhaps the least likely you or the others
would guess.�

�And
that reason?� Voldemort asked now very intrigued.

The
Dementor Lord turned away and began gliding towards the door, he paused in the
threshold. �I cannot tell you that reason without revealing Potter�s secret and
that is not something which we will be willing to reveal to you. We have Allied
with you against the other Wizards but I must make this clear, none of my ilk
are capable of harming Potter now and to be blunt, none of us will Kiss him.�

Voldemort
was truly surprised now, when had the Dementors ever turned away a free meal?
�Why?�

�The
rarity of his Gift is unexplainable and underappreciated to most of the
Wizarding world but to us...there is no one as great even you are but a shadow
to him. Dark Lords come and go but the Gift that Potter carries is enough to
make even a Lich yield.� That said the Dementor Lord glided out of the room.

�What
web of lies does Potter spin? What secret does he carry that makes even
Dementors stand aside?� Voldemort commented softly to himself.

Bellatrix
gazed at her lord. �My Lord?�

�I
want every whisper and rumor regarding Potter collected and brought to me and I
want him watched whenever he enters the Triad Alleys. Is that understood?�
Voldemort ordered, eyes flashing.

�Yes
my Lord.� The Inner Circle echoed.

Voldemort
got up out of his chair. �Severus find out what you may about the Potter brat,
I want to know what secret he is keeping.�

Severus
nodded, �Of course my Lord.�

�Go
then spread the word amongst my servants!� Voldemort commanded as he strode out
of the room, mind whirling with possibilities.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

So,
have I got you hooked yet? Many more interesting things have yet to be revealed
and even more interesting secrets. Please review!

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Chapter: Shopping, an Inner Circle meeting discussing Harry, the Ancestral
Potter Family Castle and Harry Summons his dearly departed mother and Harry�s
parentage is revealed!

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