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Chocobo Rider	By : EmeraldFalcon Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5145 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Part Three

-With Cloud-

The blonde growled low in his throat and looked at the long blade that he had fought against many times. He thought about how this could kill him. But at the same time he would do anything for Mako. He never even got to tell the younger teen how he felt.

He sighed and turned to Vincent, "If this doesn't work and I die. Get Mako back for me, there is a letter in the second draw to the right addressed to him. Make sure he reads it."

He closed his eyes and gripped the blade gently taking a deep breath he shoved the blade into his ribcage feeling the metal slide inside of him waiting for the pain. None came his eyes shot open as the blade's presence vanished from his hands. He looked down seeing no blood and no blade.

"What trick is this?"

Kadaj raised a brow, "None, look behind you."

Cloud turned his eyes widening as he came face to face with Sephiroth. The platinum haired man stood tall and proud his sword tucked onto his back underneath his one wing.

Sepheroth turned to face Cloud a single elegant brow rose, "You brought me back?"

The blonde nodded.

Sephiroth grabbed the hilt of his sword, "Why?"

Cloud sighed and closed his eyes, "Someone precious was stolen from me and I need your assistance in getting him back."

The older man huffed, "You need my assistance? In what manner? He?"

Vincent snorted lightly at the manner of questions before picking it up from there, "Mako, he is Clouds new charge so to speak. The boy showed up with no memory and short while ago he was stolen from us and taken to a different dimension so to speak. You are the only one who knows how to travel through these rifts."

The blade wielder threaded his fingers through his silver locks, "Do you have something of his? This Mako. Why the name Mako?"

Cloud shrugged, "It matched the colour of his eyes. It was the first thing I've thought of and yes I have the old clothes from when he first arrived, I will go fetch them."

The blonde slipped off trusting Vincent to keep them under control.

-With Harry-

The small brunette awoke that night and sighed rubbing his forehead. He kept seeing the blonde in his dreams with striking blue eyes. Was he going insane?

He shook his head and slipped over to his trunk popping it open. Rummaging around he froze when he saw the clothes he had been in when he left the hospital.

They were strange, dark black pants with a holster sewn in at the hip as well as the dark green shirt with slashes along it.

He smiled and folded them neatly setting them to the side before pulling out the fingerless gloves laughing he set them aside and noticed a feather fall of the gloves.

Frowning he picked it up and examined it carefully.

The feather was long and black and seemed to be rugged built. His eyes narrowed as he remembered the dream from last night, the feather looked like it came from the large bird he had been riding. He frowned and tucked the feathers in with the clothes. He didn't have the time to think about the past he wanted to go talk to Dumbledore about those strange dreams.

Harry sighed lightly before running out the door he was already late for meeting up with Hagrid. The half giant said he had a surprise for him and he wanted to see what the professor had in store for him.

A set of hands shot out of a hidden passage grabbing the un-expecting teen roughly. Another hand clamped down on his mouth and Harry screamed in alarm only to have them muffled.

He was pulled into the passage and all went dark.

-With Cloud-

Sepheroth growled when he was handed a ripped up and bloodied shirt. Frowning he examined it, "How injured was he?"

Cloud shrugged, "Not life threatening why?"

The white haired man held the shirt up to his nose taking in the rich sweet smell of magic, "The wounds were caused by magic. This residue will make it easier to open the rift. Show me where he was taken from."

The group of six slipped out of the hall and into the barn and Sepheroth's wing fluttered at the strong magical residue slipping forward he placed the bloodied shirt on the ground, before slipping his gloved hand into the centre of the magical residue.

Cloud watched with interest.

Sepheroth sighed lightly, "Only I may go through the rift from this side, what does he look like?"

Cloud frowned, "How else, Mako green eyes, his dark hair reaches just past his shoulders. He has a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead and a long gash like scar twisting down his ribcage and side heck the kid is covered in scars. He is small thin and very short for one his age."

The man nodded twisting his hand he slowly faded from sight his last words resonating, "I will do this favour for you but in return you will no longer stop me in my hunt for Mother."

The blonde could do nothing but nod.

-With Harry-

Slowly Harry came to his vision though blurry was clearing quickly. Sluggishly he sat up and looked around the darkened room in curiosity.

Six people sat across from him and all where shadowed out but it was obvious they were discussing something. He winced as the lights came on and he blinked a few times till he could see the people before him clearly. Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Fred and George Weasley, as well as Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom.

The boy who lived growled, "What the hell is this all about? Where the hell am I?"

Severus sighed lightly, "You have been put under a spell, and it's dampening you from learning the truth, through you already know the truth. Please you must believe us and you're in the room of requirements."

Draco slipped forward and gently touched his cheek, "Harry, Dumbledore erased and altered your memory in order to keep you under his control. If you allow us we can reverse it."

Harry growled, "Like hell I believe any of you! What did you do to Luna and the others Malfoy!"

Fred grunts, "This isn't going to work he won't believe us!"

George nodded, "He doesn't even remember who he really is!"

Luna smiled and slipped forward, "Mandles tell Gentras secrets when they tell Hogwishes."

Draco and Severus looked at her and slowly a smile spread across Draco's face, "Your right Luna Love! Oh aren't you the brightest little sister!"

Fred and George both snorted, "You actually understood that?"

Draco nodded and sat down in front of Harry, "Last year after you and I became friends you told me you where scared of the nightmares that plagued you when you slept."

Severus sighed, "You told me you secretly enjoyed potions after me and Draco tutored you in approving you. You told us it reminded you of cooking and it allowed you to understand and enjoy it more."

Harry's eyes widened nobody knew about his nightmares except for Cloud, wait who the hell was Cloud. He shook his head closing his eyes trying to shake the name out of his head. Wait did they just say he liked potions? Well he did he was just never able to actually make a good one. Wait how did they know that.

His eyes widened once more as that man's face appeared once more in his memory, bright golden blonde hair and deep blue eyes ringed in a yellow green.

He looked up at the other two whispering, "Who is Cloud Strife?"

Draco shrugged, "Probably someone you met when you went missing of course Dumbledore only told you that you were sick."

Harry closed his eyes, "I wasn't sick?"

Neville stepped forward, "I was in that hospital wing a lot these past weeks and I never saw you in there. There was a curtained area closed off but I snuck in there. You weren't there, that's when we used the Maurarders map like you taught us. You weren't in the school. That's when we found out all the lies."

Harry growled, "Show me the truth."

Severus nodded and held out a silvery white potion.

Slowly Harry took it and let the potion slide down his throat not even gagging at the smell or taste of the potion.

The green eyed teen sighed as the potion worked its magic shifting through his memories revealing all that had been locked behind tight memory charms.

Smiling the teen looked up bright green eyes shining with a new mischievous gleam, "So what all did I miss?"

Draco laughed and patted his back, "Me and the twins finally hooked up, and Severus is now dating Remus. Oh and Neville and Luna are engaged."

The younger wizard laughed lightly, "About time, I need to get back to where I was. Cloud must be so worried about me. Oh and Call me Mako."

Severus raised a brow, "Mako?"

Harry nodded, "Yes I'm just Mako I hereby give up the name Harry James Potter. I give up all titles, money and power of the family name," he glowed a soft gold light before it faded into his skin lightly. With a smile he raised his wand, "Accio Mako's clothes and Talons Feather."

In a soft light the articles appeared in his hands the feather hovering in front of him till he took it into his hands. Slipping behind a curtained that magically appeared. Black pieces of the wizarding robe and the hand me down clothes where tossed over the curtain and the swishing of fabric was heard along with distinctive clicks and snapping noises of buttons and clasps.

Stepping out from behind the curtain Mako sighed, the tight fashionably slashed shirt clinging to his chest and stomach like a second skin, the black leather pants clinging to his legs tightly also slashed in precise places to show off tanned skin and pale scars. His hair was tied into a high ponytail that just brushed against his shoulders and the feather was wrapped around his neck like a choker clasped by a small delicate silver clasp.

Draco whistled lightly, "Damn wherever you went gave you a fashion sense."

The others laughed including Mako who stretched lightly, "Seriously we need to find out a way to get back to the world I was in."

"That won't be necessary little Mako", A deep dark voice whispered from the corner.

All seven whirled around spotting a tall muscled figure with silvery white hair that brushed the ground lightly. His clothes where somewhat bulky but flexible and his greenish blue eyes leered down at them.

Draco Fred and George growled shouting in unison, "Who the hell are you?"

The figure huffed lightly walking forward a long sword upon his back, "I am here to bring the little Mako eyes back to Cloud Strife."

Mako frowned taking in the man's appearance and the sword, "Your Sepheroth."

The man nodded his eyes locking with the smaller teen, "Indeed. Cloud has mentioned me. Come we must leave now or risk being trapped here for another week."

The green eyed teen frowned and turned to look at the others, "Can they come as well?"

Sepheroth growled, "A spell of that size would takes at least a week to plan and work out but yet it would be possible."

Mako nodded, "Then start planning I'm not leaving them to die here."

The man growled, "As you wish childe but know this you will owe me. And when I call upon my favour you will not refuse me."

The boy nodded, "Agreed, Let us begin."

-Six days later-

The group sat gathered in Severus's room. They had all planned it perfectly.

The spell would be activated much like a port key but fixed to shift through the rift. One had also been sent to Remus so he would be able to go through the rift with them. The only flaw was it wouldn't activate till midday tomorrow, and Voldemort was planning to attack the following morning.

The group was not sure if they should hide out or fight till the activated. Mako and Draco had suggested they fight but the twins and Luna wanted nothing to do with the fight.

Mako frowned, "What if, ok this is probably going to sound crazy, but what if I sent a letter to Voldemort describing that I do not wish to participate in the war?"

Draco's eyebrow twitched, "Brother dear he would enslave you as his personal fuck toy."

Sepheroth snorted at that.

Mako growled, "Shut up Sepheroth and I don't think he will."

Severus frowned, "Explain."

The teen sighed, "Dumbledore manipulated him just as much as the old coot manipulated me. That bastard sent Riddle back to an abusive surrounding every summer. Just like he did to me. He knew that both me and Riddle where being beaten and starved but he did nothing about it. Plus look at all the signs the only person who heard that so called Prophesy was Dumbledore himself and Sybil who strangely enough never remembers speaking it. We know he is good with altering memories. Think about it. What if this is all some big plan to make sure Dumbledore is the hero?"

Neville frowned as did Severus and Draco.

Sepheroth spoke up, "I may not know much but that sounds much like what I would do. Create a villain, warp a hero under my thumb then dispose of the hero making others think he went villain."

Severus's eyes widened, "That fucking bastard was going to kill you in the end."

Draco's eyes narrowed, "Write to Voldemort explain to him what you did to us, we might be able to turn this entire war around."

Smiling Mako nodded conjuring a pen and piece of parchment. He noticed as Draco wondered over to the couch to curl up with the twins as Luna and Neville shared the smaller love seat. He also noticed as Severus slipped off with Sepheroth probably teaching the long haired fiend how to do potions.

Looking down at the parchment he sighed before writing down his pen strokes slowly curving together like striking snakes. If he wanted the dark lord to believe him he had to use Parseltongue the one language where you can not lie.

-With Voldemort-

The Dark Lord sighed and covered his eyes with his hand. He was surrounded by idiots. The evasion of Hogwarts was tomorrow and his men were not ready. He stood from his thrown as a messenger came running in with a letter in his hand. Snatching the letter he cast crucio on the idiot for not knocking the door.

With a cruel laugh the snake like man slipped off to his private chambers and slowly read the letter which was strangely enough written in parseltongue.

Hello Tom,

Hope you don't mind if I call you that. Now look by now you have guessed who I am and I ask that you do not burn this letter until after hearing me out. I know that the prophesy states I must kill you or you kill me. However listen to my words. Within this letter I speak truth and as you know one cannot lie in parseltongue. Within this letter you will learn things that perhaps you would prefer not to know. However sometimes the truth must be known no matter how painful and shocking they may be.

I do not wish to fight you any longer. I've had enough of this childish playground squabble and I don't know why you carry on with it. You're being played. Look at everything in your life and how it is all stacking up. Dumbledore has been manipulating you, me and the rest of the wizarding world.

He left both me and you in abusive places, you at the orphanage and me with my own relatives who hate magic. The only difference is he allowed you to think all muggles were evil. He did make people be your friends. Then when you took over the role as the New Dark Lord he immediately rose to stop you. Creating the Order of The Phoenix and then mysteriously a prophecy was created that only the fortune teller Sybil and Dumbledore heard.

I talked to Sybil she never remembers telling the prophecy. Doesn't that seem a tad strange, and then somehow part of the prophecy was leaked so you would hear it and attack the Potter's forcing it into an even more forefront.

Look at the evidence. He erased my memories when he noticed I was slipped from his control. That I had made friends with two Slytherin’s and that I was beginning to see that he paid Granger and that Weasley boy to be my friend and trick me into thinking Slytherin’s was evil.

Think what about your life was truly yours to control. How much of your life was manipulated. Mine was before I was even born. What's to say he didn't plan you as well?

Mako.

The Dark Lord slowly red over the letter once more and sighed, the boy had a point. He had been wondering the same things but if now his own enemy also thought the same and had also declared he was no longer going to fight it became clear the Dumbledore had to die. I wonder who helped the boy see the truth. Perhaps a letter back.

-With Mako-

Mako sighed and stretched out across the chair as the other were scattered around the room. A letter fluttered into view before him and he frowned before laughing out loud, "Wow he actually responded."

At those words every person in the room surrounded him urging him to open it.

The green eyed teen smiled, "Alright Ill red it out loud since it's written in Parseltongue."

Dear Mako?,

Interesting choice in name, I must say.

However the main reason I have contacted you is that I agree with your theory and you must know Dumbledore's death is mine to take as is the wizarding world.

However, after this final battle I will cease senseless slaughter and try a more commanding approach. I ask that you send me the names of you and your allies so that they are not harmed by my hands or the hands of minions.

However I can help crossfire or missed spells. Your smatter than I gave you credit for. I hope whatever life you choose will be far from the wizarding world. For I will change it to suit the way it should be.

Voldemort.

They all smiled there plan was flawless.

-The Day of Battle-

As described in the letter to Voldemort they all dressed in their normal clothes before slipping on Silver and Green robes. The battle was harsh and long and they stayed on the outskirts till the signal was given. Slowly they slipped forward as the fighting ceased all around only a single battle was happening in the centre Voldemort V.S. Dumbledore.

As they approached it was clear that the old coot was quickly loosing and the time was nearing noon. Dumbledore looked towards Mako just before noon and whispered, "Harry help me kill him fulfil your destiny."

Voldemort raised a brow and his wand eyes falling upon Mako's face as he smirked, a mischievous gleam in his eye as two words slipped from his lips, "Fuck You."

Dumbledore's eyes widened as Mako and his fellow allies faded from you and a bright green light hurled towards his unguarded form.

What had he done?

Mako fell into the waiting arms of Cloud their lips clashing together in a sweet kiss, long due. Laughing thee green eyed teen pulled the one he loved close before turning to watch as Sepheroth gathered his three brothers.

The white haired man turned and looked at Mako, "Remember I will come and collect your debt to me never forget that."

The wizard nodded before embracing his lover one more time, the sun setting on a perfect beginning to a new life.

The End.
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