Harry Potter and the Power of One

Seamy

Rating: PG13
Genres: Romance, Action & Adventure
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 30/08/2003
Last Updated: 08/06/2004
Status: paused

As Harry inherits a house, he meets up wtih a friend of his parents. Now, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the other Hogwarts children must await a year of adventure and preparation. Welcome to the Second War!!! Major OotP Spoilers. H/Hr. R/Luna. G/??. DM/??. R/R

Chapters

1. The Many Letters for Harry Potter

2. Diagon Alley

3. The European Quidditch Semi Final

4. Welcome Home Harry

5. Quidditch and Hermione

6. Concsio

7. Memories

8. Newspapers and Archery

9. The Army Arrives

10. Christmas at the Manor

11. Christmas is Cancelled

12. The War God is Released PG-13

13. The War God is Released R! WARNING! UNSUITABLE FOR UNDERAGED

14. Sara, Del and Deloras

15. Then you will lose and you will die!

16. DISCONTINUED

1. The Many Letters for Harry Potter

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

CHAPTER ONE

The Many Letters for Harry Potter

In a normal county of Surrey, there was a perfectly normal town, and in that perfectly normal town, there was an equally normal street and in that perfectly normal street, stood a perfectly normal house. But inside that perfectly normal house, in the smallest bedroom, sat a not so normal boy, for Harry Potter could be described in many ways, but one of them certainly wasn't normal. He had thick, untameable, raven black hair, which looked like it had never been brushed before. His face was skinny and young. His eyes where startling, emerald green pools, which were protected by thin, round, black wire glasses. It wasn't his uncontrollable hair, or his shocking green eyes that made Harry un-normal. It was the fact that he was a wizard. Though even in the Wizarding World, Harry wouldn't be described as normal. This is because of another feature of Harry's. A thin, lightening bolt scar took its place on Harry's forehead. It was given to him, on Halloween night, fifteen years ago, by a dark wizard, the most powerful dark wizard in the world, a wizard who's name many still fear too much to speak it, the wizard you goes by the name Lord Voldemort.

Harry was sitting on his bed, in the smallest bedroom of Number Four Privet Drive, looking at pictures in his photo album. He had a sorrowful expression on his face for he was looking at a picture of three people he cared for, but had been taken from him. It was his parent's wedding picture. Standing in the photo were Harry's parents, Lily and James Potter, who were waving happily at Harry. Lily had long, fiery red hair and Harry's emerald eyes. James Harry's looks, except no scar, a longer nose and hazel eyes. Standing beside the happy couple was a handsome man, with full of life grey eyes and long, brown hair so dark that it looked dark. Sirius Black, like the Potters, was waving happily at Harry. Harry wiped the unshed tears out of his eyes and pushed the book away. Why, thought Harry, why did they have to be taken away from him? Harry's parents were murdered by the Voldemort, the night he gave Harry the scar. Then only a few weeks ago, Sirius was murdered by his cousin Bellatrix Black Lestrange. Harry was snapped out of his morbid thoughts by a regal looking owl on it. Harry removed the letter on the owl's leg and the owl took off. Harry looked down at the think, yellow parchment envelope. It was sealed with a red seal that showed two wands crossing and the motto `Magicus Regimen'. It was addressed in Blue ink.

Mr H Potter

The Smallest Bedroom

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinning

Surrey

Harry broke the seal and took out the letter. It had the same symbol as the envelope, the two wands and the motto `Magicus Regimen'. Harry read the letter.

From the Desk of Griselda Marchbanks

Order of Merlin First Class

Head of the Department of Wizarding Examinations Authority

Dear Mr Potter,

I wish to inform you that your O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exams have been graded. Here are your marks.

Charms

Theory - Exceeds Expectations P

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Transfiguration

Theory - Exceeds Expectations P

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Potions

Theory - Acceptable P

Practical - Outstanding P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Theory - Outstanding P

Practical - Outstanding with recommendation P

Overall - Outstanding

Result - Pass

History of Magic

Theory - Poor F

Result - Fail

Astronomy

Theory - Acceptable P

Practical - Dreadful P

Overall - Poor

Result - Pass (After the events that happened during your Astronomy Practical, the W.E.A. noticed that only one person at Hogwarts scored an Acceptable Practical, so the M.E.A. lowered the pass of the practical to a Dreadful)

Chosen Subject One - Care Of Magical Creatures

Theory - Outstanding P

Practical - Outstanding P

Overall - Outstanding

Result - Pass

Chosen Subject Two - Divination

Theory - Dreadful F

Practical - Dreadful F

Overall - Dreadful

Result - Fail

Herbology

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations P

Result - Pass

26/48 Exceeds Expectations N.E.W.T. Ready

Mr Potter, you scored a 26 which under the terms of the Educational Decree Number Twelve, you are able to return to Hogwarts for the next two years for your N.E.W.T.s as you broke the 18 point barrier. Congratulations Mr Potter.

Yours Sincerely

Maurice Jones

Wizarding Examinations Authority

Ministry of Magic

Harry couldn't believe it. He had gotten seven O.W.L.s. Harry thought he would have failed Potions, and the Astronomy was a real shocker. Harry then looked at his Potions score again and his heart sank. Snape said that he only accepted Outstanding grades from the O.W.L.s for N.E.W.T level Potions. Harry had only scored an Exceeds Expectations and you need Potions to be an Auror. Just as Harry thought this, another owl flew through the window. This one was also important looking. Harry took this owl's letter. This letter was made of the same yellowish parchment, only the address was an emerald green.

Mr H Potter

The Smallest Bedroom

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinning

Surrey

Harry turned round the envelope. He looked at the purple seal that had the Hogwarts Crest on it. It held an H in the middle, and then it was surrounded by four animals, a Lion, a Snake, a Badger and an Eagle. This years Hogwarts letter was a lot bigger than his normal Letter. Harry broke the seal on the envelope and pulled out the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Potter,

I have several things to inform you of. First of all is the Captaincy of the Quiditch Team. As you know, Mr Potter, the life long ban has been lifted from you, so this notice is to ask you to be the Gryffindor Quiditch Captain. Your badge and Quiditch planning material are included with this letter.

Now, I don't know if you know that the Gryffindor Prefect, Ron Weasley, gave up his Prefect duties at the end of last year. You have been selected by me and Professor Dumbledore as the Gryffindor Prefect. Your prefect badge is included in this letter along with a list of the Prefect duties and privileges.

The school has received a copy of your O.W.L. results. First of all I wish to give my congratulations Mr Potter. You did a lot better than anyone expected. Enclosed in this letter is a list of the subjects that you can do over the next two years. You can select anything between two and six subjects. Myself and Professor Dumbledore have both spoken to Professor Snape, and we have came to an understanding that if you still wish to take N.E.W.T. Potions that it is all right for you to do so. Also inside this letter is a list of the books and equipment you would need for each N.E.W.T. course, should you choose to take the course. Professor Dumbledore has also sent you several books that he wishes you read.

Yours Sincerely

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Harry looked at the courses that he could take.

Charms

Transfiguration

Potions

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Care Of Magical Creatures

Herbology

Herbal Potions

Advanced Care of Magical Creatures

Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts

Harry looked up and down the list and decided what five he wanted to take. It would be Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts and Care Of Magical Creatures. He looked at the books that Dumbledore had sent him. They were Tactics of the Dark Forces and how to defeat them, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, Duelling: From Beginner to Master, Occlumency: The Art of Mental Defence, A Masters Guide to Transfiguration, 1001 Spells and Charms, An Auror's Guide to Potions, and Gilderoy Lockhart's `Who Am I?'. [AN:/ I know this isn't real, but I thought it would be funny] Inside the bundle of books, Harry found a note.

Dear Harry,

I am sending you these books as you will find them interesting for the courses that you will more than likely be taking next year at Hogwarts. I have asked Professor Snape to keep teaching you Occlumency, though he wishes that you refrain from touching his Penseive. I sent you the Gilderoy Lockhart book as I found it hilariously funny and thought you would enjoy reading it.

Professor Albus Dumbledore

Harry thought the book looked really funny, especially the picture of his former Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor in a straight jacket on the cover. Harry sent wrote a letter to McGonagall, telling her what subjects he was going to take. He sent it back with the owl that had delivered his Hogwarts letter. Just as Harry was about to lift up another book, three more owls flew threw the window. One was small and energetic, which Harry recognised as Ron's owl Pig, another was his own snowy white owl Hedwig, and the third was a large black owl that Harry didn't recognise. He removed the black owl's letter first, and this owl, like the two earlier own that night, flew off straight away. It was sealed with three different wax seals. The first was black wax with a coat of arms and the motto `Primoris Dius Prosapia Black'. The second was a gold seal with a set of scales saying underneath `Iuris Consultus: Protectors of the Law'. The third showed a Galleon and underneath it said `Gringotts'. Harry broke the three seals and opened the letter. In the top corner it showed a set of gold scales and the same motto `Iuris Consultus: Protectors of the Law'.

Dear Mr Potter,

After the recent death of my client, Mr Sirius Catellus Astrum Cupidus Aguilus Black, you are entitled to the following possessions according to my clients Last Will and Testament. Master Harold James Filius Cervinus Lilium Virtus Potter, you receive the following:-

1. The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London

1. The contents of the Gringotts vault 711

Thank you for your time Mr Potter

Yours Faithfully

Iuris Consultus

Harry looked awestruck. Sirius had left him a vault in Gringotts and also his House. He looked to Hedwig and Pig, who sat patiently, or well Hedwig sat patiently and Pig flew around the room. He removed Pig's letter and opened it.

Harry,

Sorry about not being able to invite you over mate. Dumbledore says that you maybe able to go to Grimmauld Place soon, but there have been some problems there. Something about a solicitor trying to get Grimmauld Place and caught Moody outside the door. The solicitor said it belonged to someone else who wasn't in the Black family so Moody can't go in. So, how are your O.W.L. scores? They should have arrived by the time this letter reaches you.

Ron

Harry looked at the present Ron had gotten him. It was a piece of Parchment with a blue quill. Harry noticed that there was no ink. He lifted the parchment and it glowed a golden light. After about five seconds writing appeared.

`Hello Harry, it's me Ron. All you do is write with the Quill, and I'll be able to read it. This means we can write to each other and not take days waiting on owls. Oh yeah, hit Pig round the head for me.'

Harry laughed. He lifted the Quill and wrote back.

`Hi Ron. This is great. So, what did you get on your O.W.L.s?' wrote Harry.

`19/48. So I got in by the skin of my teeth. I passed Seven O.W.L.s but four of them were Acceptable, two were Exceeds Expectations and one, which I give my thanks to you for, was Outstanding. It was Defence Against the Dark Arts. You won't guess what I got Exceeds Expectations in. It was Divination. I messed up the practical, got a poor, but I got Outstanding in the Theory. Oh yeah, I found out that T doesn't stand for Troll like Fred and George said. It stands for Terrible. I got that in Astronomy Practical. What about you?' asked Ron.

`26/48. I got seven O.W.L.s as well. I actually passed with a Poor in Astronomy. Apparently only one person at Hogwarts got better than a Poor in the Practical so the pass rate in the Practical was Dreadful. I got two Outstanding and four Exceeds Expectations. I got the Outstandings in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. I got the Exceeds Expectations in Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology and you'll never guess what else. Potions!' wrote Harry.

`What? Potions? How?' asked Ron.

`Yeah. Also, McGonagall wrote to me. Why did you give up the Gryffindor Prefect position?' asked Harry.

`I just didn't want to be a prefect. Anyway, why did McGonagall tell you? Does she want me to convince me to take it back again?' asked Ron.

`No, she gave it to me,' answered Harry.

`Cool. At least they didn't give it to Thomas,' wrote Ron. Harry laughed. Dean Thomas started dating Ron's little sister Ginny at the end of last year.

`I also got the Quiditch Captaincy as well,' wrote Harry.

`Wicked, you'll be brilliant for that. Especially now that the old cow Umbridge is gone. I wonder who there going to get for Defence Against the Dark Arts next year. Do you think Lupin will take it?' asked Ron. Hedwig jumped onto Harry's bed and pecked him. Harry looked at the owl and remembered that she had a letter for him.

`Don't know if Moony will be teaching next year, but wait a minute, I have to open this letter before Hedwig pecks me to death,' wrote Harry. He took off Hedwig's letter and read it.

Dear Harry,

How are you? How are your O.W.L. scores? I got mine this morning. You should be getting your around about the time this letter reaches you. I got 10 O.W.L.s, and an overall score of 48/51. I got Exceeds Expectations in History of Magic, Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. I also only got an Acceptable in my Astronomy Practical but because of everyone getting so low a score on the Practical because of what happened that night, the Ministry treated the Acceptable like an Outstanding. So, what subjects are you taking next year? I'm taking Defence Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Care of Magical Creatures and Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts. Did you hear about Moody? He got stopped by a solicitor. He was trying to get in Grimmauld Place but the solicitor said that he doubted that Moody had asked the new owner for permission. He also didn't say who the new owner was. Well, I hope to see you soon.

Lots of Love,

Hermione

Harry looked at Hermione's present. `So you want to be an Auror?' It was a set. It had five books in it, a whole set of potions equipment, a wand holster and a wand treating kit.

`So, what was the letter?' wrote Ron.

`It was from Hermione. She got 48/51 and 10 O.W.L.s,' wrote Harry.

`48/51. You mean she actually dropped three points. Has she stopped crying yet?' asked Ron. Harry laughed.

`Oh yeah. I found out who the new owner of 12 Grimmauld Place is,' wrote Harry.

`Who?' asked Ron.

`Me!' wrote Harry.

`Wow. Listen, lets… Harry, I have to go now, mum's calling me for dinner,' wrote Ron, `Talk to you later.'

`Okay,' wrote Harry. He lifted up the first book that Dumbledore had sent him, Occlumency: The Art of Mental Defence. He read for about an hour and then fell asleep.

* * *

Harry woke up around midnight that night. He felt a grumbling in his stomach, so he decided to go down to the kitchen and get something to eat. Walking out of his room, he heard a noise. It was someone moving downstairs, but he could hear the snoring of his cousin and uncle. He also knew that his Aunt never went to bed after his uncle so it wasn't her. Harry ran back to his room and grabbed his wand. He walked down the stairs quietly. He couldn't see anything because it was so dark. Then he saw something. The moon had caught something reflective. A hand, but unlike any normal hand. It was made of metal. It was Peter `Wormtail' Pettigrew.

`Master, here he is!' bellowed a voice behind Harry. Harry spun around and saw a Death Eater.

`Excellent,' came an evil sounding voice. Harry turned to face the voice and his scar exploded with pain. `Tie him up.' Two Death Eaters lifted Harry and tied him up with ropes from their wands. He was lifted into the Dursley's living room.

`Lumos!' shouted a low, gruff voice. The living room was filled with light. Harry saw five Death Eaters, one of them was Wormtail. Finally Harry saw the middle man. He was tall, with chalk white skin. His red eyes bore into Harry's green and his snake like nostrils breathed in the air.

`Hello, Harry Potter,' said Lord Voldemort.

`Voldemort,' said Harry. All five of the Death Eaters shuddered at the sound of their master's name.

`I told you at the Ministry, Potter, don't utter the Dark Lord's name. You filthy Half Blood,' shouted the voice, which Harry recognised as Bellatrix Lestrange, `No Half Blood can utter the Dark Lord's name.'

`So, do you not say your own name Voldemort?' asked Harry.

`Crucio!' shouted Lestrange. Voldemort let out a loud, evil cackle, and Harry's scar felt a new wave of white, hot pain, while his body received pain from Lestrange's Cruciatus Curse. Harry felt the Curse be removed from him.

`Claudes!' shouted a voice from outside the window. A flash of blue light fire threw the window and hit one of the Death Eaters. A man, dressed in Black, jumped through the window and grabbed Harry and stunned another Death Eater. Before the remaining three Death Eaters, and Voldemort could act, Harry and the man were behind the settee.

`Tom!' shouted a voice that Harry instantly recognised. It was Professor Albus Dumbledore.

`Everyone Disapparate!' shouted Voldemort. The three remaining Death Eaters disapparated, as did Voldemort.

`You okay Harry?' asked the man beside him. Harry turned to look at him. He was a young man, about mid thirties, with shoulder length black hair and a goatee. He had pail skin, handsome features and piercing blue eyes. He was a very tall man, about six foot three.

`Yeah,' said Harry in response. The man stood up and pointed his wand at one of the Death Eaters, the one he had stunned.

`Enervate!' shouted the man. The Death Eater woke up and before he could move, the black clothed man shouted. `Impedio Deliquesco!' followed by `Expelliarmus!' The Death Eater's wand flew into the blacked clothed man's hand, which were wearing leather gloves. He then used a final spell on the Death Eater. `Abripio Cucullus!' which caused the Death Eater's hood and mask to come off. The man looked familiar.

`Hello Colus,' laughed the man.

`Who is it Ares?' asked Dumbledore.

`Colus Goyle.'

`And the other one?' asked Dumbledore. Ares pointed his wand at the other Death Eater. `Abripio Cucullus!' The hood and mask flew off and Ares' features darkened.

`Rodulphus.'

`Okay. I'll take them back to the ministry, and you can take Harry to Grimmauld Place. I think the solicitor will let Harry in,' said Dumbledore.

`Okay Professor. Come on Harry. Let's get your things together.' Harry and Ares walked up the stairs to Harry's room. Harry noticed all the letters and books.

`A bombardment of owls, Harry?' laughed Ares.

`Excuse me, but what is your name?' asked Harry.

`Ares Mars Nestor Aquila Lestrange,' he said, holding his hand out to Harry.

`Lestrange?' gasped Harry.

`I'm Rodulphus' brother,' said Ares, `and Bellatrix's brother-in-law. But as you may have noticed, the Professor trusts me so I hope that you do the same.' The two put all of Harry's things in his trunk and then walked down to the door. Ares, walked into the living room and repaired the window and anything else that was broken. He then held out a watch to Harry.

`This will get you to Grimmauld Place Harry. It's a portkey,' said Ares. Harry touched it and felt the familiar tug at his navel and appeared outside number 12 Grimmauld Place.

`Ah, Master Potter. Could to meet you sir. I've been here for a while, waiting for you to arrive,' said a man, whom Harry guessed was a solicitor. Ares apparated beside the two of them.

`Lestrange,' nodded the solicitor, `I think I'll leave now.'

`You do that,' answered Ares. The solicitor disapparated and Harry walked into number 12 Grimmauld Place.

2. Diagon Alley

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

CHAPTER TWO

Diagon Alley

Harry and Ares looked down the hallway entrance of the Black House. Harry walked further down and Ares turned round and closed the door. Harry thought the house seemed dead. The other times that he was here the house was always noisy with activity. Just as he was about to enter another room, he heard the door open. Ares spun around, wand at the ready.

`Hello Molly,' said Ares, with a smile, putting his wand back in his holster.

`Oh, Ares, I didn't know you'd be here. I thought I'd bring the family round know that this place is open again,' said Molly. Harry saw Bill, who was holding Fleur Delacour's hand, Charlie, Fred, George, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, who were two former Gryffindor Chasers, Ron and Ginny, standing behind Mrs Weasley. `Oh Harry dear,' Mrs Weasley ran forward and grabbed Harry in a hug, `Dumbledore told us about the attack. Are you okay? You didn't get hurt did you?'

`He's fine Molly. Only a Cruciatus curse from my sister-in-law. Heartless bit…'

`Language, Ares. There are children in the room,' scolded Molly. All the children were laughing at this point. `Now, Ares, I don't think you've meet my family, have you?'

`No Molly. I haven't,' said Ares. The Weasley children came forward.

`This is Bill. He works at Gringotts and this is his girlfriend Fleur,' said Molly. Ares shook Bill's hand saying, `Hello Bill,' and then he turned to Fleur, lifted her hand gracefully and said `Bon Jour Mademoiselle Delacour.'

`Bon Jour Mousier Lestrange.'

`You know him Fleur?' asked Molly, sounding surprised.

`He iz a friend of Madam Maxime,' said Fleur.

`Okay. This is my son Charlie,' said Molly.

`Hello Charlie,' said Ares, shaking Charlie's hand.

`This is my other sons, Fred and George, and their girlfriend's Alicia and Angelina,' said Molly.

`Hello Fred, George,' said Ares shaking their hands. He then lifted Alicia's hand gracefully and said `Hello Alicia,', then he turned and did the same to Angelina.

`This is Ron.'

`Hello Ron,' said Ares shaking his hand.

`And this is Ginny.'

`Hello Ginny,' said Ares, lifting her hand gently.

`Come on Fred, let's go get some of the things ready. We need to teach Ginny to prank the Slytherins,' said George. Ares burst out laughing.

`Who would have thought? Pranksters in the house of Black. It's just like old times,' laughed Ares. After Molly yelled at him for encouraging Fred and George, Ares walked into the living room and started to read a paper. Fred, George and Ginny ran up the stairs and Bill went over and started talking to Ares. Charlie said to his mother that he needed to see how Buckbeak was doing. The hippogriff had been stuck in the house since Sirius died. Molly brought Fleur, Alicia and Angelina into the kitchen to start dinner.

`Hi Ron.'

`Hey Harry.'

`So, want to go practice some curses to do on Malfoy? This house has a charm that stops the detection of magic,' said Harry.

`Sure!' said Ron. The two boys went up to their room and Harry got a book out of his trunk. The book was `Duelling: Beginner to Master'. Harry opened up the chapter on offensive spells.

`Here's one. It's immobilizing and painful. It's called the Lightning Curse. It releases an electrical charge at your opponent. Warning, never use while wearing metal. The incantation is Fulmen!' said Harry. Ron took out his wand, pointed it at a stool in the room.

`Fulmen!' The spell failed. There was no lightning.

`Maybe you should try it Harry,' suggested Ron.

`Okay. Fulmen!' shouted Harry. The tip of his wand sparked, but that was all that happened. They heard a knock at the door.

`Come in,' said Harry. It was Ares.

`You are trying hard enough with that spell. You should visualize the lightning in your head,' said Ares.

`How did you know we were doing Magic?' asked Ron.

`We have sensors down stairs,' answered Ares, `Now, let me show you how to do that spell.' He took out his wand.

`Fulmen!' shouted Ares, and a huge blast of purple and blue electricity fired from his wand, hitting the stool and disintegrating it. `Now, your turn.'

`Okay, Fulmen!' shouted Harry, visualizing the lightning. A blast of lightning fired from Harry's wand and hit a nearby desk.

`Excellent.'

`Fulmen!' shouted Ron. His wand only sparked.

`Not bad. Here I have a deal for you. We are leaving here in a week. Were going somewhere, I'll not tell you where. But we'll be back here a week after. So that gives us this week and the two weeks once we come back for me to teach you how to duel,' said Ares, `How about it?'

`Sure!' shouted Harry and Ron.

`Can Hermione join us as well?' asked Harry.

`Sure,' said Ares. There was a knock on the door. In walked Remus Lupin.

`Moony!' shouted Ares, seizing Lupin in a brotherly hug.

`Ares, great to see you,' said Lupin. They let go of the hug.

`Molly wants you to know that dinner is ready. Also, there is a… a guest here who Molly doesn't want you to… how did she so eloquently put it… um oh yeah, don't harass him,' said Lupin, who looked like he was trying not to laugh his head off.

`Who is it? Is it my Snivy Poo?' asked Ares, with a mischievous glint in his eye and an even more mischievous smile. Lupin laughed and nodded. Ares jumped.

`Oh, Snivelus!' hollered Ares, before jumping right down the stairs. Lupin had keeled over by this stage laughing. Harry, Ron and Lupin all walked down the stairs, after Harry had gotten Lupin up. As they reached the bottom they heard a very familiar voice.

`LESTRANGE, YOU WILL PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!' shouted the Hogwarts Potions Master Severus Snape.

`Okay,' said Ares. There was a huge crash. `Ah, Snivelus, you fell and hurt yourself. Here let me help you up.'

`Lestrange, if you don't let me down this instant, I'll…'

`You'll what Snivelus. Hit me with the half ton of grease in your hair?' taunted Ares.

`Ares, release him,' came the voice of Albus Dumbledore.

`Sorry, Professor,' said Ares. This was followed by another huge crash. Harry, Ron and Lupin walked into the room and saw sitting at the table was Hermione.

`Hermione!' gasped Harry. She stood up and lunged herself at Harry. He hugged her back.

“Merlin, she smells good!” thought Harry, “Where did that thought come from, Potter?”

`How Harry, it's so good to see you!' exclaimed Hermione. She let go of Harry, and Harry noticed she was crimson red. She then cleared her face of all blush and said hello to Ron. Harry looked around the room. In the room was Lupin, Ares, Hermione, Molly, Arthur, Fred, George, Ginny, Alicia, Angelina, Snape, Professor Dumbledore, Bill, Fleur, Charlie and a man Harry recognised as Mundungus Fletcher.

`So, I Harry dear, what scores did you get in your O.W.L.s?' asked Molly.

`I got seven O.W.L.s and 26/48,' said Harry.

`That's excellent Harry,' said Mrs Weasley, `what were your grades?'

`I got Outstanding in Defence Against the Dark Arts and also in Care of Magical Creatures. I got Exceeds Expectations in Charms, Transfiguration, Potions and Herbology. I got a Poor in History of Magic and also in Astronomy, but even though I got a poor in it, it was apparently still a pass. I also got dreadful in Divination,' said Harry.

`An excellent set of results. I must say how shocked I am that someone of great magical ability such as you got a dreadful in Divination. Everyone knows that if you get anything pass a T in divination there is something fishy going on,' said Ares. The entire party laughed, except for Snape, Ron and Mrs Weasley.

`Hey, I got an Exceeds Expectations in Divination,' stated Ron.

`I didn't even know that you could get an E in divination. You're the first I've meet and I've meet you Divination teacher,' said Ares, `So, what subjects are you three doing next year?'

`Defence Against the Dark Arts, Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts, History and Divination,' said Ron.

`Defence Against the Dark Arts, Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms, Care of Magical Creatures and Potions,' said Hermione.

`I'm taking all of those courses too,' said Harry.

`Yes, well Potter, I have an agreement with the headmaster. If you are not up to level with the rest of the class by Christmas, then you will leave my class,' scowled Snape.

`Yes, well Snape, maybe it isn't the fact that they don't know how to do the potion. Maybe it's the fact that you try to scare the living daylights out of the students. I happen to know a young boy, actually he's my godson Snape, who, in your class, didn't score better than a Poor and when he did his exam he got and Exceeds Expectations. How do you explain that?' asked Ares.

`I can't explain how that idiot of a…' started Snape, but didn't get to finish his sentence as Ares had already pulled out his wand.

`Stupefy!' shouted Ares. A flash of red light sent Snape flying into the wall.

`Ares, pocket your wand!' commanded Dumbledore. Ares put his wand away.

`Enervate!' shouted Molly. Snape jumped up awake.

`Now, you two will stop behaving like children, or you will be punished like children,' said Dumbledore.

`Sorry Professor,' said Ares. Snape offered no apology.

`Let's discuss something a little more cheerful,' said Molly.

`What was the score in the match, Moony?' asked Ares.

`Bulgaria annihilated them. 470 to 10,' answered Lupin.

`That means the meet us in the semi finals,' said Ares.

`Krum got the Snitch again,' said Lupin.

`Well, I saw Aidan fly a couple of weeks ago. He's flying a lot better than he did at the World Cup,' said Ares.

`Where did you see Lynch fly?' asked Lupin.

`I was at Magpie's Vs Bats. Last match of the season,' said Ares.

`Who won that?' asked Ron.

`We did, but Aidan got the snitch,' said Ares.

`You support the Montrose Magpies?' asked Ron.

`I played for them for about twelve years,' said Ares, `won the league ten of those years. Why, who do you support?'

`The Chudley Cannons!' said Ron, proudly.

`At least it can't be said that your glory hunting,' said Ares, with a grin. Ron turned scarlet and Lupin laughed.

`When was the last time the Cannons won the league?' asked Lupin.

`It was in… um… oh yeah, it was in 1894. They were tied on the top with the Appleby Arrows with one match left. The Cannons were actually playing the Arrows so whoever won the match won the league. The Arrows supporters used to actually shoot arrows up in the sky when they scored but the day before the match the Department of Magical Games and Sports banned the arrows. The first goal was scored by the Arrows and then the supporters fired some Arrows up into the sky. The referee ended the match and gave the points to the cannons and that was the last time the Trophy had gone to Chudley,' said Ares. Ron started sulking at his team's lack of victory.

`So, is Troy going to be back for the semi final, Ares?' asked Lupin.

`Yeah, she should be. I was talking to Barry the other week. Little Niamh is doing fine and Brighid is back on her feet so she should be playing against Bulgaria,' said Ares.

`Who is Brighid?' asked Ron.

`Brighid Troy Ryan. She is one of the Irish Chasers,' said Ares.

`Oh, I didn't know she was married to Barry Ryan!' exclaimed Fred, from the end of the table.

`Yeah, married in February, beautiful wedding. They have this wee daughter, Niamh, you should have seen her. Dressed up in her wee flower girl outfit. She was about two months old at the time and she was carried down the aisle by the other flower girls. And then there was the broom incident. I though Brighid was going to kill Barry. She and Niamh were home about a week from Saint Mungo's, Niamh was about two weeks and Barry took her up on his Firebolt. It's bad enough that he took her flying but on a Firebolt. Brighid nearly throttled him and the funniest thing is that Niamh loved flying. She must be close to six months now so she should be,' said Ares.

`So, Professor, have you found a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher yet?' asked Molly.

`I have found a suitable replacement. He is actually a free lance Auror. He ahs decided that he would love to teach at Hogwarts,' said Professor Dumbledore.

`So, what's going on at the ministry in these days?' asked Ares.

`They have passed a decree, that when any Defensive Magic is used, they will despatch a Ministry worker immediately, to see if it is a Death Eater attack,' said Dumbledore.

`Any word on Malfoy?' asked Ares.

`The trial has been set for next Tuesday,' said Dumbledore.

`There going to let him go. They rarely give a suspected Death Eater a trial unless there going to let him go. I can only think of four Death Eaters who got a trial and went to Azkaban, and the only reason they got a trial was because one of them was Barty Crouch's son,' said Ares.

`He will probably get released. He has to much influence in the ministry for him to stay in Azkaban,' said Dumbledore.

`Good, it's easier to kill a man if he's outside of Azkaban than if he is inside,' said Ares.

`I would watch myself if I were you, Lestrange, you do remember what happened the last time you killed a Death Eater,' said Snape, with a sneer forming on his face.

`How about I kill one right know?' shouted Ares, removing his wand, standing up and pointing his wand at Snape. Snape also removed his wand and stood up.

`Ares, Severus, sit down!' shouted Dumbledore. They both sat down and lowered their wands.

`What happened the last time you killed a Death Eater?' asked Ron. Hermione gave him a you-shouldn't-be-asking-that look.

`I went to Azkaban for three years,' said Ares, `I broke into Azkaban and executed three Death Eaters. I was trying to find my brothers and my sister-in-law, but the Dementors caught me. By the time the Aurors arrived, I had destroyed eighteen Dementors. I got murder of a criminals in open defiance of the Ministry of Magic. Maximum sentence is three years. I served the maximum sentence I could get.' After saying this, Ares got up from the table and left the room. Hermione then hit Ron round the head.

`What you do that for?' asked Ron.

`You shouldn't have asked him that!' shouted Hermione. Ron was about to retaliate when Dumbledore stood up.

`Well, I have to be getting back to Hogwarts. Thank you for the meal, Molly, it was wonderful,' said Dumbledore, before walking out of the room.

`Maybe you should go to bed. We're going into Diagon Alley tomorrow,' said Molly. The children all walked out of the room and up the stairs. As they got to the top of the stairs, Hermione turned around to Harry.

`Goodnight, Harry,' said Hermione, giving Harry a kiss on the cheek. Both Harry and Hermione blushed before Hermione walked into her and Ginny's room. Harry and Ron walked into their room. Harry noticed that it was only nine o'clock.

`You know, I think they just didn't want us downstairs,' said Harry.

`What makes you think that?' asked Ron.

`It's only nine o'clock,' said Harry, `Ah well, it means I can start designing the new Quidditch Program.'

`Okay, well, I'm going up to Fred and George's room for a while,' said Ron. Ron walked out the door.

`See you later,' said Harry. Harry worked for an hour designing the training and just as he was finished he heard the door open again. He spun around and saw that it was Ares.

`Hi,' said Harry.

`Hello,' said Ares, `What's that you're doing there?'

`Oh, it's the new Quidditch Program for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. I was named as captain,' said Harry.

`Let us see then,' said Ares. He sat down and started reading Harry's notes. He grinned a few times.

`Jack's son is really having an influence on you,' said Ares laughing.

`Who?' asked Harry.

`Jack Wood's son, Oliver. This Program is similar to his. It's good, makes brilliant players but, you'll run your team into the ground,' said Ares.

`Will you help me make a new one? Please?' asked Harry.

`Sure,' said Ares, `Now first of all, you need to form two teams. You need four beaters, two keepers, six chasers and two seekers. This is so you have a replacement in case of injury and also so you can play training matches against each other. At the minute you have two seekers, two beaters, who I might say are shit, a keeper, who is dodgy at times, and no chasers. I hear Ginny wants to move to Chaser, I saw her fly last year, she's good and she would make a good chaser. Now, for one team, the team you won't play the matches with, your reserve team, pick them from second or third years. Then pick your first team from five years and the present squad. Now where's your training schedule?' Harry handed him the paper. They spent the next five hours making a training schedule for Gryffindor. Then Harry went to bed and Ares went down the stairs. Harry awoke about five hours later with Hermione yelling through the door.

`Harry, you need to get up. It's eight o'clock. We're going into Diagon Alley today,' said Hermione.

`Okay `Mione,' said Harry. Harry got up, washed and dressed and walked downstairs into the dining room. Already there was Arthur, Ares, Lupin, Hermione, Ginny and Molly.

`Hello Harry,' said a woman behind him. He turned around an standing there was a beautiful woman. She was blond, had a beautiful thin face and an hourglass figure.

`Hi,' said Harry, `Who are you?' The woman laughed.

`It's me silly. Tonks.' Nymphadora Tonks was an Auror who worked for the Order of the Phoenix. She had the ability to change herself to look like anyone. `I'm chaperoning you kids to Diagon Alley, and I thought I'd go with the ditzy blond look.'

`Harry, have you got your book list?' asked Hermione.

`Yeah, here it is,' said Harry taking out his list.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Potter,

The following books will be needed for the courses you wish to take:-

Potions

10000 Potions Ingredients by Dr Geber von Bollstadt

An Alchemist's friend: A guide to Potions by Dr Nicholas Flamel

Transfiguration

N.E.W.T. Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

Charms

1001 Spells and How to do them by Circe Aeertes

Standard Book of Spells: Grade 6 by Miranda Goshawk

Care of Magical Creatures

Advanced Magical Creature Raising by Newt Scamander

The following items will be needed for the courses you wish to take:-

DRESS ROBES WILL BE NEEDED THIS YEAR

Potions

An N.E.W.T. Level Potions Kit

Care of Magical Creatures

Metallic Reinforced Dragon Hide Gloves

Bite Proof Cloak

Harry looked up from his list. Ron, Bill and Charlie were sitting at the table also.

`Alright, let's get going,' said Ares. Everyone stood up, and went out to the hall. Ares lifted his black cloak down. Ares was dressed today, once again in black. His robes were black with gold buttons and his cloak was black, with red faux fur and gold fasteners. Everyone else lifted their cloaks and the party walked out of Grimmauld Place. Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked a head with Ares while the other adults stayed behind. While walking through Muggle London, many muggles kept throwing the group strange looks. Harry suspected it was due to the robes and the cloaks. They finally arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. The party walked in and through out to the back. Ares removed his wand and tapped the wall in certain places. The wall opened to show the group the bustling street of Diagon Alley.

`Alright, the kids all need different things. Molly, if you and Tonks want to take Ginny, Bill, Charlie, you take Ron, Moony and will take Harry and Hermione. Arthur, if you want to go get those things for Dumbledore,' said Ares. All the adults nodded and Harry and Hermione walked after Ares.

`Okay, you are all taking the same courses, so that will be handy. How about we get you some gold Gringotts first?' asked Ares.

`Sure,' said Harry and Hermione. They walked up to the marble building at the top of the street. They were bowed into Gringotts by the goblin at the doors. The three of them walked up to the desks.

`Yes?' asked the goblin.

`I am here to get some money out of vault 687 and 549,' said Ares.

`Very well. You have the keys?' asked the goblin. Ares lifted out a small golden key and Harry lifted out his. They were bowed through another door and into one of the carts. The cart blasted off down the tunnel and Hermione grabbed hold of Harry and placed her head into his chest.

`I want to get off!' was what Hermione repeatedly muttered. Harry comforted her but was secretly pleased that Hermione was holding onto him. The cart came to a sudden halt.

`Vault Five Hundred and Forty Nine,' said the Goblin.

`Yes,' said Ares walking over to the vault and opening it. He reached in and filled two black velvet back with gold galleons. He then got back on the cart and it started off again.

`Vault Six hundred and eighty seven,' said the Goblin. Harry got out and filled his bag with gold, silver and bronze. He then got back on the cart. After another minute of Hermione holding him in a hug and crying into his neck for it to stop, the cart came to a halt. The three got out and went to exchange some Muggle money for Wizarding money. They then walked out into Diagon Alley.

`Were next?' asked Ares.

`Madam Malkin's?' asked Hermione. Harry nodded. The three walked over to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. As they entered a squat, smiling witch rushed out to them.

`Hello Madam Malkin,' greeted Ares.

`Hello Mr Lestrange. I haven't seen you in a long time,' said Madam Malkin, `So, how may I help you?'

`Um, can we have two sets of Hogwarts robes, two pairs Metallic Reinforced Dragon Hide gloves, and two Bite Proof Cloaks, and how about some knew dress robes, it please?' asked Hermione.

`Yes dear. One set for you and another for your boyfriend?' asked Madam Malkin.

`Oh, he's not my boyfriend, but yes the other set is for him,' said Hermione, turning scarlet.

`Okay,' said Madam Malkin with a knowing smile, while helping Harry and Hermione up on stools so they could be measured and so Madam Malkin could show them the colours of their dress robes. Within minutes, they were walking out of Madam Malkin's with their new robes in some bags. They had put their new red bite proof cloaks in the backs as well along with Harry's new red with gold trim Dress robes and Hermione's new green silk robes.

`So, where to now?' asked Ares. `How about Flourish and Blotts? It's just next door.'

`Okay,' said the two teenagers. The three walked into the shop.

`Hello, may I help you?' asked an assistant.

`Can we have two copies of everything on this list?' asked Hermione, handing the man the list.

`Okay, I'll get these now,' said the man walking out to the back. He came back with two stacks of huge books.

`Here you go. That will be 34 Galleons each,' said the assistant. They walked out again with their money bags lighter and their packages heavier.

`Lastly, we need to go to the Apothecary,' said Hermione. The group walked down the street, or well, Ares and Hermione walked, and Harry tried to get down the street but was a lot slower as he had his packages but he had also offered to take Hermione's. Ares turned round and muttered a charm on the bags and made them as light as feathers. The finally got to the Apothecary. There were barrels of slimy stuff lined up on the floor and jars of all sorts of powders, herbs, and other things along the walls. Bundles of feathers, fangs, and claws hung from the ceiling. The whole place smelt very bad, a mixture of bad eggs and rotten cabbage. Ares' nose twitched as he walked inside. Hermione walked up to the man at the desk. He had chalk white skin and very few hairs on his head. Those that remained were grey. He smiled at Hermione. His teeth were either missing or black, or Harry noticed both.

`How may I help you young miss?' asked the man, in a sweet, serving tone of voice.

`Can I have two N.E.W.T. level Potions kits please?' asked Hermione.

`Certainly young miss,' said the man. He turned to Harry. `And what may I get you, young master?'

`I'm with her,' said Harry.

`Of course young master,' said the man, before turning to Ares.

`Hello Lestrange,' said the man, in a low, voice.

`Hello Jiggers,' said Ares. The man walked into the back and came out carrying two huge boxes. They were so big, that Harry couldn't see the man's face over them.

`Bloody hell Jiggers. Haven't you heard of this?' asked Ares, pulling out his wand. `Reducio!' The boxes changed to the size of a match box. They paid for the kits and then walked outside of the smelly shop.

`So, want to go up to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, my treat?' asked Ares.

`Sure, but I want to go get something first, privately,' said Harry.

`Okay, we'll meet you up in Florean Fortescue's then Harry,' said Ares. Ares and Hermione continued up the street, while Harry walked in to Eeylops Owl Emporium.

`How may I help you?' asked an assistant in the shop.

`Can I buy an owl?' asked Harry.

`Certainly, is it for yourself or for another?' asked the assistant.

`It's for my friend. It's for her birthday,' said Harry.

`Do you wish to carry it with you know or do you want it delivered for her birthday?' asked the assistant.

`Can I have it delivered?' asked Harry.

`Certainly, just right down her name, her birthday, her location of birthday and the note you wish to send with the owl.'

Name of owner: Hermione Granger

Birthday: 19th September

Location on Birthday: Gryffindor Tower, Hogwarts

Note with Owl:

Happy Birthday Hermione,

I knew that you wanted an owl so I decided to get one for your birthday. Have a great Birthday.

Lots of Love

Harry

`Excellent, now what type of owl would you like?' asked the assistant. Harry pointed at a Black Screech Owl.

`Excellent choice. That will be ten galleons,' said the assistant. Harry paid and left the shop. He walked up the street and came to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. Sitting inside were Ares and Hermione. Ares had a cup of coffee and a honeycomb Ice Cream cone. Hermione had a butterbeer and a three scoop Ice cream cone. Its flavour's were Chocolate, Vanilla and Caramel. Harry noticed that there was an ice cream and a butterbeer for him too. He sat down and Ares pointed at his ice cream and butterbeer.

`That's for you,' said Ares. The three finished their drinks and ice creams and then headed back to the Leaky Cauldron.

3. The European Quidditch Semi Final

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

CHAPTER THREE

The Quidditch European Semi Final

`Transformis Canis!' shouted Hermione, pointing her wand at a pin. The pin turned brown before growing bigger, growing legs, a head, a tail and fur. The pin had changed into a dog.

`Excellent Hermione, now can you change it back?' asked Ares. Hermione pointed her wand at the dog.

`Recurses Verus Facies!' shouted Hermione. The dog shrunk, turned grey, loss its legs, fur, head and its tail. It had changed back to a pin.

`Excellent, at least now we won't have any problem with cats as long as we have our trusty pins with us,' said Ares. Harry grinned, Ron snorted and Hermione giggled at Ares' blatant stupidity.

`Now, how about we learn how to improve eyesight? We can cast it once on Hermione and Ron and twice on Harry,' suggested Ares.

`Okay,' said the three teens.

`Now the incantation is Conspectus Emendo!' shouted Ares, pointing his wand at Harry. There was a flash of orange light and Harry's vision suddenly became blurred.

`Ares, I think you did it wrong,' said Harry. Ares laughed.

`Take off your glasses,' said Ares. Harry took off his glasses and gasped. He could see properly.

`Now Harry, you try it on Hermione, Hermione on Ron, Ron on Harry, okay. Harry, you go first,' said Ares. Harry pointed his wand at Hermione.

`Conspectus Emendo!' shouted Harry. There was a flash of orange light.

`Nothing's changed,' said Hermione.

`Concentrate of something,' said Ares. Hermione concentrated on a pin on the floor. Here pupils suddenly got very small, she gasped and jumped back.

`Wow,' said Hermione.

`Alright, Hermione, you try it on Ron,' said Ares.

`Conspectus Emendo!' shouted Hermione. There was a flash of orange light. Ron did the same as Hermione. He concentrated on a pin and was amazed.

`Alright Ron, try it on Harry,' said Ares.

`Conspectus Emendo!' shouted Ron. There was a blast of blue light, and Harry felt himself soaring backwards. Harry's vision had blurred again. Ares pointed his wand at Harry, and two flashes of orange light came out of the wand. Harry's vision became good again. He concentrated on the pin on the floor. Harry felt like his eyes were zooming in on the pin. They enlarged the image so it was like Harry was right beside the pin.

`Wow,' said Harry blinking. His vision became normal again. There was a knock on the door and in came Molly.

`Alright you four, were going now,' said Molly.

`Where are we going?' asked Ron.

`You'll see,' said Molly. They meet down in the dining room. In there was Bill, Fleur, Fred, George, Angelina, Alicia, Charlie, Ginny, Arthur, Molly, Ares, Harry and Hermione. Arthur held out a half of a muggle five pound note. Everyone reached out and touched one finger to it. Harry felt the familiar pull at his naval. The room around him swirled out of focus and then a new image came into focus. It was a campsite.

`Where are we?' asked Ginny.

`Welcome to Ireland,' said Ares.

`Are we going to the match?' asked Ron. Molly and Arthur nodded.

`What match?' asked Harry.

`The European Championship,' said Ron.

`Where going to one of the semi finals and then the final,' said Ares. They were in a field filled with cardboard boxes. Harry could see a stadium in the distance and also a town. Ares walked over to a set of cardboard boxes.

`Alright, girls on the left, boys on the right. Yes Bill that means you and Fleur as well,' said Ares. Bill, Charlie, Fred and George all climbed through into the cardboard boxes and disappeared.

`In you go Harry, Ron.' Ron climbed in through and Harry followed. Harry gasped as he entered. The inside of the small cardboard box was a giant mansion.

`What is this?' asked Harry.

`It's an enchanted box,' said Ares, from behind them, `It helps us get together in large numbers and still keep to a short space.'

`Now, let's get some sleep,' said Arthur. They all went to sleep.

***

The following morning, after breakfast, the group decided to explore the Wizarding town next to the campsite. During breakfast, a huge eagle owl delivered Ares the morning paper. After reading the front page, Ares through the paper on the table, looking angry.

`They let `em off,' said Ares. The others gathered round the paper. On the front page there was a picture of Lucius Malfoy with the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, shaking hands. Arthur read out the article.

Celebrated Aristocrat released from custody

By Crime Correspondent Felon Comment

Last night, in a trial that lasted three hours, Lucius Malfoy, 43, was released from the custody of the Aurors. Mr Malfoy had been charged with being in league with the recently reactive You-Know-Who. The prosecutor's case was throwing out after Mr Malfoy's legal representative proved to the Wizengamot that Mr Malfoy was not acting by his own free will but was actually under the Imperious curse. The court didn't doubt this for a minute as Mr Malfoy was found in the company of escaped Death Eaters such as Augustus Rockwood. After the trial, ex-Auror Alastor `Mad Eye' Moody was interviewed.

`It is an abomination that Malfoy was let out. He is only being let out because of the amount of gold behind him and his family. If he didn't have any money, then he would be in Azkaban like the rest of Lord (You-Know-Who's name)'s followers. Just because he has Cornelius Fudge in his back pocket doesn't mean he should get special treatment,' commented Moody. Also interviewed was recently reinstated Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.

`Lord (You-Know-Who's name)'s most prized followers are now at the heart of the Ministry of Magic. This trial was a mockery as we all new what the verdict would be before it was passed. There is no proof that Lucius Malfoy was under the Imperious Curse and if there was proof that he wasn't then Cornelius Fudge would make sure that it was not brought up,' said the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.

`I'm happy to be home again to my family,' stated Mr Malfoy. `I am un happy about the events that have taken place. Firstly I am put under the Imperious Curse by the Dark Lord's followers, and then I am accused of being in league with the Dark Lord by certain people. How dare they accuse me of being in league with the Dark Lord? I have worked my hardest to in the years after the Dark Lords reign of terror to rebuild this world and this is the thanks I get. I am now going to go home and see my wife and son, and perhaps go to the European Quidditch Match between Ireland and Bulgaria.'

The group got ready to go into town. They got to the entrance of the town and Harry read the sign.

Cead Mile Failte Romhat

An Baile in aice le an Ionad Campála

`Ares, where are we?' asked Harry.

`This is Ballynadcampa, an Irish Wizarding town. That sign means `A hundred thousand welcomes to you' and then it say's `The Town beside the campsite', Baile in aice le an Ionad Campála has been anglicized into Ballynadcampa,' said Ares.

`Okay,' said Harry.

`Let's go into groups like last week at Diagon Alley,' said Molly.

`Okay, if Bill and Fleur want to go off on their own, Fred, George, Angelina and Alicia go by them selves, Ron and Ginny with you two and these two can stay with me,' said Ares.

`Okay,' said Arthur. Everyone split up.

`Okay you two, were do you want to go?' asked Ares.

`Don't know,' said Harry.

`Want to go to the Quidditch Shop?' asked Ares.

`Okay,' said the two, only Hermione said it reluctantly. They walked over to a shop that was titled `Brooms, Bludgers and other good things'. Inside was a lot bigger than the outside. Harry and Ares were instantly drawn to the brooms. In the middle of them was a new, beautiful broom. It was a dark red handle, with red twigs. Fiery Orange letters made out the words `The Blazing Inferno' on its handle.

The Blazing Inferno

Aerodynamic, state of the art handle made of the toughest Mahogany and treated with a dragon hide hard polish. Each takes several months to construct as no corners were cut on making these brooms. The individually selected efficiently honed redwood tail twigs give the Blazing Inferno unbeatable speed. It can accelerate to 300 mph in under seven seconds and can reach speeds up to 500 mph. Fitted with a Horton-Keitch Braking Charm, Anti-Burglar Hex, Cushioning Charm, anti-jinx varnish, a Temperature Regulator Charm, a Balancing Charm and an in-built vibration control. This broom is the king of brooms; it will reduce all other brooms to cinders. Price: 10,000 Galleons.

`Wow,' said Harry after reading the description.

`I know. I didn't even know they were making this thing. I heard they designed it but it would cost too much to make,' said Ares.

`What does it mean a Temperature Regulator?' asked Harry.

`It keeps the rider perfectly comfortable. If it's too cold, then they'd be warmed up and if it's too warm, then they'd be cooled down,' said a thick Irish accent behind them. They turned around.

`Eoín!' shouted Ares. Eoín and Ares hugged each other like brothers would. Eoín was a tall man, not as tall as Ares but still tall. He was about 6'1” and fairly broad shouldered. His handsome face was wrinkled with age and his nose looked like it had been broken several times. He had grey hair around the sides and back of his head and the top of it was bald. He was wearing dark emerald green robes with a crest over the heart. It was a light green shamrock with a Quaffle in the top circle of the shamrock, two Bludgers in the lower two circles and a snitch in the root of the shamrock. Bellow the shamrock was the letters Q.A.I.

`How are ya son?' asked Eoín, revealing his teeth which were either yellow and crooked. He also had many gaps as well.

`Fine, better than I was, but then again that wasn't difficult,' said Ares.

`So, you here for de match tamara?' asked Eoín.

`Yeah, so, why are you in here?' asked Ares.

`Oh, jus' signing some papers, an' giving `em de las' bag of gol', bough' seven o' `hese beau'ies,' said Eoín, nodding at the Blazing Inferno.

`Merlin, 70,000 Galleons. Where did you get that? Fundraiser?' asked Ares.

`Naw, go' i' from de QAI,' said Eoín. Ares laughed.

`How still don't see the point in buying seven of them,' said Ares.

`Why?' asked Eoín.

`Well, it's a seeker's broom, you should only buy it for your seeker,' said Ares.

`I know but this way even the chasers will be so fast that they can't be caught and the beaters can get to all the Bludgers really fast and the keeper can save more goals,' said Eoín. Ares laughed.

`Who are these two?' asked Eoín.

`This is Harry, and this is Hermione,' said Ares, nodding at the two teens in turn.

`Harry? Harry Potter?' asked Eoín, surprised.

`Yes,' said Ares.

`Hello Harry, I've heard a lot about you,' said Eoín.

`Hasn't everyone?' asked Hermione.

`Oh, I mean I've heard a lot about his skill at Quidditch,' said Eoín.

`Once again, hasn't everyone?' asked Hermione, with a slight grin. Everyone laughed and Harry blushed.

`Well, I better head back, I have some things to take care of before tonight. I'll see you later Ares,' said Eoín, shaking Ares hand. Eoín headed out of the shop then.

`Who was that?' asked Hermione.

`Eoín MacRuagaire, the Bainisteoir, the manager, of the Irish International team. Let's go,' said Ares. They spent the day looking around shops. Ares insisted on buying Harry and Hermione new cloaks.

`It's faux fur Hermione. It isn't real fur, I wouldn't buy it if it was,' said Ares. Harry's cloak was gold with red faux fur and Hermione's was red with gold faux fur. The clasps were made of silver.

`Alright, let's head back,' said Ares. They headed back, Harry checking the clock in the box house and saw that it was 4 o'clock.

`What time is the match Ares?' asked Harry.

`Six,' said Ares. Harry got a shower and got dressed and walked downstairs.

`When are we leaving?' asked Bill.

`Now,' said Arthur. The group climbed out of the box and waited beside the girl's box. Half an hour later the girls came out.

`Alright, we head on now?' asked Fred.

`Yes,' said Arthur.

`Where's Ares?' asked Hermione.

`He's gone already. He had to pick up Neville,' said Bill.

`How come Ares' godson can't stay with us anyway?' asked Fred.

`His grandmother and Ares argued for over an hour over him even being aloud to go to the match never mind stay with us,' said Molly.

`Anyway, let's get onto the match,' said Arthur. They walked up the road on the way to the stadium. On the way they came across loads of merchandise. The majority of it was Irish. Harry bought an Irish Tricolour that cries out the name of the chaser when she scores a goal. He bought Ron a big foam finger that was signed by Séan Quigley, one of the Irish and Chudley Cannons' beaters. Harry also bought Hermione a golden harp with an emerald in that supposedly brought the wearer the luck of the Irish. They finally got to the stadium. The group where showing to their seats which were in the V.I.P. section. Already in the V.I.P. area was two men. The first one was someone Harry recognised. It was the Bulgarian minister of magic. The other man was a thickset, broad shouldered man in his late forties. He had short brown hair that was flecked with grey. His face was a handsome one with a normal sized nose and blue eyes. He was dressed in a black, pinstripe suit with a jade coloured cloak. His shoes and gloves were made of the finest Irish leather. His image was topped off with a

`Hello Mr O'Brien,' said Arthur, to the other man.

`Oh, Arthur, hello,' said Mr O'Brien, in a very strong Irish Accent. `Lot o' kids you go' `ere, all yours?'

`No, only the red heads. The blond girl there is Fleur, my son's girlfriend. There are my other two son's girlfriends, Alicia and Angelina, and the younger two are my son Ron's friends, Harry and Hermione. My ones are Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and the girl is Ginny,' said Arthur.

`Hello,' said Mr O'Brien, to all the kids.

`Ah, Antoín,' said a voice from behind them. They all turned around and there stood a portly little man with rumpled, grey hair. He was wearing a purple pinstripe suit with a scarlet tie, a long black cloak, pointed purple shoes and a green bowler hat.

`Ah, Cornelius,' said O'Brien. `How are you ol' boy?'

`Fine, your self Antoín?' asked Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister for Magic.

`Brillian', beautiful wea'her for a match wouldn' ya' say?' said O'Brien.

`Indeed, I'd like you to meet my guests, this is my assistant, Percy,' said Fudge. Percy Weasley, who like the rest of his family had red hair, held out his hand and shook O'Brien's hand.

`This is a good friend of mine, Lucius and his son Draco,' said Fudge. Lucius Malfoy shook hands with O'Brien.

`Lucius this is Antoín O'Brien. He is the newly elected Taioseach Draíochta, the Irish Minister for Magic,' said Cornelius Fudge. Lucius Malfoy looked at Arthur and sneered. Draco Malfoy stood beside his father. Draco was in Harry's year at Hogwarts, but while Harry was in Gryffindor, Draco was in Slytherin so they were mortal enemies.

'Anto!' shouted a man. Harry saw it was Ares. O'Brien and Ares embraced like brothers. When Harry looked beside Ares, he saw a boy. He was a round faced boy who was slightly overweight. He had dark brown hair and green eyes. Neville Longbottom was Harry's year at Hogwarts.

'Hello Neville,' said Hermione.

'Hi Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny, how are you all?' asked Neville.

'Okay, you?' asked Hermione.

'Brilliant,' said Neville.

'I'd like you to meet my godson, Neville,' said Ares to O'Brien.

'Hello Neville, Merlin, he looks a lot like Alice,' said O'Brien.

'Yes,' said Ares.

'Hello Lestrange,' said Lucius Malfoy. 'How's the wife?' Ares, instead of reaching for his wand, punched Lucius Malfoy, breaking his nose. Ares was to draw his wand when a huge horn blasted.

'Alright, I'll be back after the match,' said Ares. He walked away and Neville sat down beside the group. Percy tried his best to sit away from his family. They heard Ares in the Announcer's box.

`Sonorus!' shouted Ares. Ares' voice was magically amplified. `Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to today's semi final match of the European Quidditch Championship. Playing today are the runner ups of the World Cup, the Eastern European International Champions, BULGARIA. The Bulgarians squad today are as Keeper, we have Zograf, as Beaters we have the Vulchanev brothers, as chasers we have Dimitrov, Ivonova and Levski, and as Seeker we have Mr Uni-brow himself, Krum! So that means there is one change to the team from the World Cup and that is replacing Mikael Volkov with Gregori Vulchanev. And now, playing for Ireland, the same team that they fielded against Bulgaria in the World Cup, I give you as Keeper, recently giving the rank of husband and father, Barry Ryan! Playing as Beaters, I give you Séan Quigley and Pádraig Connolly, also I give you as Chasers, three lovely ladies, Brighid Troy Ryan, Eímear Moran and Máire Mullet. And finally as Seeker, I give you Aidan Lynch. AIDAN IF YOU LET KRUM GET THAT SNITCH, I'LL KILL YA!' All fourteen players flew down onto the ground. `Please stand for the National Anthems,' said Ares. Two girls came out holding a folded flag. They danced a native Bulgarian dance and came to a large flagpole at the side of the pitch. They connected the large flag to the pole.

Gorda Stara Planina,

Do nej Dunava sinej,

Sluntse Tkrakija ogr'ava,

Nad Pirina plamenej

Milo Rodino,

Ti si zemen raj,

Tvojta khubost, tvojta prelest,

Akh te n'amat kraj

Padnakha bojtsi bezchet,

Za naroda nash l'ubim,

Majko, daj mi muzhka sila,

Put'a im da prodolzhim

Milo Rodino,

Ti si zemen raj,

Tvojta khubost, tvojta prelest,

Akh te n'amat kraj

By the end of the Bulgarian National Anthem, the Bulgarian flag, which was a white, green a red horizontal striped tricolour had reached the top of the flag pole.. Harry then saw to more girls doing an Irish dance out to the other flagpole. They then connected another large flag to the pole.

Sinne Fianna Fáil

A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn,

buion dár slua

Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,

Fé mhóid bheith saor.

Sean tír ár sinsir feasta

Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil

Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,

Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil

Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar

Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.

By the end of the Irish National Anthem, the Irish flag, which was a green, white and orange vertically striped Tricolour had reached the top of the flagpole.

`Now, we welcome the referee, from the International Association of Quidditch, Mr Robert Soaring,' said Ares. A man, in his early thirties came out in golden referee's robes with a silver whistle around his neck. He kicked open the Quidditch Truck and the Bludgers flew out, followed by the Golden Snitch. He picked up the Quaffle, gave a blast of his whistle and threw off the Quaffle.

`And Troy's shoots forward and grabs the Quaffle, passes to Moran, dodges Dimitrov, passes back to Troy and Troy shoots. SHE SCORES! Zograf went for the wrong hoop. And now Dimitrov passes to Ivonova, and Ivonova is OUT OF THERE! Nice shoot from Paddy Connolly. And Troy grabs the Quaffle, passes to Moran, and dodges a Bludger and SCORES! Zograf didn't even see her! Oh and Krum goes into a dive, Lynch follows him, there getting to the bottom, Krum pulls, he was Feinting and LYNCH PULLS AS WELL, with those new brooms the Irish are getting their money's worth. The scores stand with Ireland 20, no Troy scores, Ireland 30, Bulgaria 0. Wait a minute, Lynch has gone into a dive, he's going around 400 mph, and HE'S CAUGHT THE SNITCH!!!' shouted Ares. `Ireland wins 180 to 0. This was the shortest match of the competition. Quietus!

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- CHAPTER FIVE -

Quidditch and Hermione

Harry and Hermione, after Defence Against the Dark Arts, walked straight to Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. They entered the classroom and were soon followed by Malfoy, who sat down as well. They were soon joined by Mandy Brocklehurst, Lisa Turpin, Terry Boot, Padma Patil, Susan Fawcett, Anthony Goldstein, Michael Corner, Neville, Dean, Ernie Macmillan, Susan Bones and Pansy Parkinson. Professor McGonagall came into the classroom. She was had dark, black hair which was flecked with grey, that she had pulled up into a bun. She had dark, beady eyes that were behind square glasses. She was dressed in emerald green robes.

`Good Afternoon Class,' said Professor McGonagall.

`Good Afternoon Professor McGonagall,' chorused the class.

`Today we shall be learning how to turn a pin into a dog,' said McGonagall. `This is complex Transfiguration as you are turning an inanimate object into a living, breathing animal that has a brain and must function as if it has a brain. Now, can anyone tell me the incantation of this spell? Potter, where are your glasses?'

`I got my eyesight repaired. The incantation to turn a pin into a dog is Transformis Canis,' said Harry.

`Correct. Ten points to Gryffindor,' said McGonagall, sounding surprised as Harry usually never answered in class. `Alright Potter, let's see if you can do it.' She brought Harry up to the front and put a pin of the ground.

`Transformis Canis!' shouted Harry pointing his wand at a pin. The pin turned black before growing bigger, growing legs, a head, a tail and fur. The dog looked at McGonagall, sat down, raised its paw, and panted, expecting food.

`Congratulations Potter. 50 points to Gryffindor,' said McGonagall. `Recurses Verus Facies!' shouted Harry. The dog shrunk, turned grey, loss its legs, fur, head and its tail. Harry the walked back to his seat. The lesson went on, with Hermione getting another 50 points for Gryffindor, both Ron and Malfoy getting 30 as their dogs still had pointed noses. McGonagall told them to write a roll of Parchment on the transformation of the dog into a pin. The class then filed out after the bell to go up to their common room before dinner. As Harry got to the Common Room, he got a piece of Parchment out and wrote.

Dear Gryffindors,

Quidditch Tryouts are tonight straight after dinner. Regular Team come as well. Tryouts for all positions. Chaser, Keeper, Seeker and Beater.

Harry Potter

Team Captain

Harry then stuck the notice on the board, put a notice charm on it, then put his bag into his room and went down for dinner. After dinner Harry walked up to Gryffindor Common room and retrieved his Firebolt. He walked down and saw about thirty people waiting for him. He had asked Ares at dinner to watch them because of the rule about being outside after dinner. Harry got everyone there a School Broom. Harry got their attention by sending a blast into the air with his wand.

`Okay, we're going to going out to practice. Now, I want Quidditch to be the first priority of your extra-curricular activities. If you're going to put another group or club first, you can leave now,' said Harry. About three of them left. The rest made their way out to the Quidditch Pitch. Harry looked at his clipboard.

Keeper: Ron Weasley

2nd Keeper:

Chaser:

Chaser:

Chaser:

2nd Chaser:

2nd Chaser:

2nd Chaser:

Seeker: Harry Potter

2nd Seeker:

Beater:

Beater:

2nd Beater:

2nd Beater:

Harry sent another blast off of his wand.

`Alright, get into the Positions you want to play. Keepers by the North Hoops, Chasers by the South Hoops, Seekers at the wall over there and Beaters in the centre. Alright here are the positions we have. Reserve Keeper, 3 Reserve Chasers, 2 Reserve Beaters, Reserve Seeker, 3 Chasers and 2 Beaters,' said Harry. The group split off into the groups. About 15 of them walked over to the South Hoops, about 10 went to the centre, 3 went to the North Hoops, and 2 went to the wall. Harry had an exercise for each position. He got out the Quidditch Balls. He told the Beaters, Keepers and Seekers to fly about for a bit. He walked down to the Chasers and grabbed the Quaffle and multiplied it by three.

`Alright, listen. Were going to do a little drill here. You do it one at a time. You have to grab the Quaffle, dodge the Bludgers which will be charmed to follow you and score through the right hoop. Then you have to fly back to me and get a new Quaffle, dodge the Bludgers and score in the left hoop. Then come back and get the third Quaffle, dodge the Bludgers and score in the centre,' said Harry. The Chasers did this exercise and in the end, seven of them did it correctly, without getting hit by a Bludger. Harry checked the times and then picked the six Chasers.

Chaser: Ginny Weasley

Chaser: Natalie McDonald

Chaser: Neville Longbottom

2nd Chaser: Dennis Creevey

2nd Chaser: Colin Creevey

2nd Chaser: Rebecca Shot

Harry called all the Chasers in and told all 15 of them to go back to the castle. Harry then walked up to the Beaters. He called them all to the end of the pitch and set up five targets. He got the Bludgers, charmed them so they were five of them and got them ready. They were to fly at the one in front of the target. Harry set the target at thirty feet. He got five of the Beaters and told them they had to hit the Bludger coming at them and hit it at the target. Everyone had four goes and in the end Harry had the Beaters picked.

Beater: Peter Strike

Beater: William Cudo

2nd Beater: Michael Flagello

2nd Beater: Steve Pavio

Harry then sent all 10 of the Beaters to go back to the castle. He walked up to the Keepers and told them what they had to do. Harry would charm the Quaffle to fly at one of the hoops and they would see who let in the least amount of goals. In then end Harry picked Geoffrey Hooper. He then sent the Keepers back to the castle. Harry then walked to the centre. There were two people there. One of them was a small second year girl called Alex Summers and a fourth year boy called Anthony Fitzgerald. Harry got them to catch the Snitch. He released the Snitch and the first person to catch it would be the reserve Seeker. After about a minute, Alex Summers caught the Snitch. Harry released the Snitch two more times and both times Alex caught it. Harry then sent both of them back to the castle. Harry walked up to the stands with his clipboard. He saw Ares holding a piece of paper. Harry showed Ares the team.

Keeper: Ron Weasley

2nd Keeper: Geoffrey Hooper

Chaser: Ginny Weasley

Chaser: Natalie McDonald

Chaser: Neville Longbottom

2nd Chaser: Dennis Creevey

2nd Chaser: Colin Creevey

2nd Chaser: Rebecca Shot

Seeker: Harry Potter

2nd Seeker: Alex Summers

Beater: Peter Strike

Beater: William Cudo

2nd Beater: Michael Flagello

2nd Beater: Steve Pavio

Ares handed Harry a piece of paper. It showed the same names that Harry had on his clipboard.

`You picked the right ones,' said Ares. The two of them walked back to the castle. As they were about to go inside Harry stopped.

`Damn, I forgot my Firebolt,' said Harry, running back to the stadium. Harry got there and looked for his Firebolt.

`Stupefy!' shouted someone behind him. Harry blacked out. The next thing Harry saw was Ares standing over him. Harry sat up and saw ten Death Eaters, stunned, and bounded. Then Harry saw his Firebolt. It was in about ten pieces. Harry walked over to it.

`Can it be fixed?' asked Harry.

`No. It's un-repairable,' said Ares. Harry almost cried. The main thing that Sirius gave Harry, one of the things Harry remembered Sirius by was destroyed. Ares put a comforting arm around Harry and led him up to the castle. Harry saw Dumbledore and Kingsley Shacklebolt as he walked up to the castle. Ares led Harry back into the castle and up to Gryffindor Sixth Year Prefects Common Room.

`I'm taking you somewhere on Saturday. Don't ask me where but just don't make any other plans,' said Ares before saying goodnight to Harry. Ares then walked down the corridor. Harry gave the password and went inside.

***

Harry and Hermione walked down to the Great Hall the next day. They were to meet with Ron who was in the Great Hall, and as usual, he was eating. The three of them then headed over to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. They were the first ones there, were soon followed in by Malfoy. After about five minutes the entire class was there. Ares then followed in.

`Good morning. Alright, yesterday I gave you a little History lesson about our new and old enemy. Today, were going to start the course. Now for the first while, we shall be doing Dark Creatures and how to defeat them. The first creature we will do is the foulest, most evil creatures that infest our planet. Dementors. They infest the darkest, filthiest places; they grow strong by feeding on despair. The suck the peace, the hope, the happiness out of the air. Now, can anyone tell me where Dementors come from?' asked Ares. Hermione and Malfoy put their hands up.

`Draco?' asked Ares.

`They were humans but they were perverted by the powers of Darkness. The lost all ability of sight but with the loss of their eyes they gained the ability to sense and destroy emotion. Happiness, Hope and Peace all go against the powers of darkness and because the Dementors were created by the powers of darkness, they are hurt by happy emotion so they destroy it,' said Malfoy.

`Correct, 20 points to Slytherin,' said Ares. The Slytherin average went up to -10. `Now, who can tell me the defence against Dementors? Harry?'

`The Patronus Charm,' said Harry.

`Correct, take twenty points,' said Ares. The Gryffindor average went up to 32.5. `Now, does anyone know the incantation? Padma?'

`Expecto Patronum,' said Padma.

`Correct, 20 points to Ravenclaw,' said Ares. The Ravenclaw average went up to 35. Ares lifted his wand.

`Expecto Patronum!' shouted Ares. A dark silver eagle blasted out of Ares' wand and flew around the room. Ares then waved his wand again and the eagle disappeared.

`You can do a Depopular Patronus,' gasped Hermione. `There really rare.'

`A what?' asked Ron.

`A Depopular Patronus,' said Ares. `There are three different types of Patronus. Can someone else name me the other two? Susan?'

`There is a Caligo Patronus, and then there is a Corporeal Patronus,' said Susan.

`Correct. 20 points to Hufflepuff. The three Patronus all do three things. A Caligo will frighten away a Dementor or a Lethifold, but it will not frighten away either of them if they are in large numbers. To do that you need the Corporeal Patronus. It will frighten away large numbers of the two. The third is a Depopular Patronus which will destroy the two of them,' said Ares. `Alright, now, all you have to do is think of a really happy thought, then say Expecto Patronum and it causes the Patronus. I'll call you up in alphabetical Order. Hannah.' Hannah Abbot came up and did the spell causing silver mist. Susan, Terry Boot, Lavender, Michael Corner, Justin, Séamus and Anthony all did the same. Then it was Hermione's turn. She called out the spell and a light silver otter blasted from her wand. Ares clapped and gave Gryffindor 50 points. This caused the average to go up to 38.75. Neville and Ernie both created mist and then Ares called up Malfoy. He did the spell and created a light silver Dragon. Ares once again applauded and awarded Slytherin 50 points. This caused the Slytherin average to go up to 40. Both of the Patil sisters created mist and then Harry got called up.

`Expecto Patronum!' shouted Harry. A light silver stag blasted out of Ares' wand and galloped around the room. Harry then waved his wand again and the stag disappeared. Ares clapped and gave Gryffindor another 50 points, bringing their average up to 45. Zacharias, Dean and Ron all created mist as well.

`Excellent,' said Ares. `Three Corporeal Patronuses and sixteen Caligo Patronuses.' Ares was about to continue when the bell rang. `Alright, I want a roll of Parchment on the Dementors for tomorrow.' The students all filed out and went to lunch. Harry and Hermione had Charms next while Ron had History of Magic. After the bell signalling the end of lunch, Harry and Hermione walked up to Professor Flitwick's class. When they got the class there were already people there. Three of them were Slytherin, Malfoy, Theodore Nott and to Harry's surprise, Goyle. Also there were Mandy Brocklehurst, Lisa Turpin, Terry Boot, Padma Patil, Michael Corner and Anthony Goldstein. Not long later, Zacharias Smith and Justin Finch-Fletchley. About a minute after the Hufflepuffs arrived, little Professor Flitwick walked into the class. Professor Flitwick was a very small wizard, with long white hair and beard. He was dressed in blue robes.

`Welcome to N.E.W.T. level Charms,' said Professor Flitwick, in his usual squeaky voice. `Today, we are going to learn the sight repairing charm. Can anyone tell me the incantation? Harry?'

`Conspectus Emendo,' said Harry.

`Correct. 20 points to Gryffindor. I also see that you have had the spell done on yourself,' said Flitwick, in reference to Harry's lack of Glasses. They spent the rest of the class discussing the spell and it's Theory. After the bell rang, Harry and Hermione rushed out to Hagrid's hut for their Care of Magical Creature's lesson.

`Hello Harry, Hermione. I only go' five people in `is lesson. So, le's wai' for `hem,' said Hagrid. Harry and Hermione saw Charlie behind him. The other three students came out. They were Justin Finch-Fletchley, Susan Bones and Ernie Macmillan.

`Alright, today, I'm going to in'roduce you te your Course Projec's. Every N.E.W.T. course has i's own Course Projec', an' if you woul' like te follow me I'll show you yours,' said Hagrid. The five of them followed Hagrid and Charlie out to the edge of the forest and there they found a paddock. The seven went into the enclosure and Harry saw five eggs. They were all about the size of a human head. The eggs were all different colours. One was a blackish grey colour, another was an earthly brown speckled with green, another was dark blue, another was pure black and the last one was a pale Grey.

`Hagrid?' asked Justin. `Are they dragons?'

`They are,' said Hagrid.

`But Hagrid, I thought it was illegal to breed Dragons,' said Hermione.

`It is but there is a loophole in the Dragon Breeding Act. It says that you are allowed to train people to care for Dragons as long as a trained Dragon Keeper is present,' said Charlie.

`Alrigh', I'm going te assign you a Dragon. `en you will be able te go back te da cas'le. I want you te do a roll of parchmen' on da type o' Dragon `at you will be caring for. Then bring i' to class tomorrow,' said Hagrid. He then told them all their dragons. Justin would care for a Hebrides Black, Susan gets a Common Welsh Green, Ernie got a Norwedgian Ridgeback, Hermione was giving an Antipodean Opaleye and Harry was giving a Ukrainian Iron Belly. They then walked back up to the castle. Harry and Hermione walked to the Library after dinner to do their essays. They completed the Dementor one in no time. They didn't even consult a book. Or well, Harry didn't, Hermione did but she ended up writing seven rolls of parchment on Dementors. They then got books about Dragons. They got two copies of the book Dragon Species and all you need to know about them. They turned to the chapter about each of their dragons. Harry look at the chapter about the Ukrainian Iron Belly. On the first page of the chapter there was a drawing of a dragon. It was huge, judging by the size of the man beside it. It was a metallic grey colour, with huge claws and leathery wings. It had deep red eyes. Harry read the entire chapter and then began to write. The next three days past by really quickly. Hagrid had told them that the Dragon eggs should hatch about Halloween. Harry also got the ultimate shock in Potions on Thursday. They walked into the classroom and sat down. After a minute, Snape walked carrying a tray of potions.

`In that relative easy Potion, only three of you scored an Outstanding in it. There are twenty Potions in N.E.W.T. level Potions. I marked this Potion to N.E.W.T. standard. But while this is marked at N.E.W.T. I could give this to my O.W.L. students and a lot of them could score Outstanding. Now, out of the nine of you, one of you scored a T, as he didn't hand in a potion. One of you scored a P, two scored an A, two scored an E and three of you scored an O. The one who scored a T will come back today after classes and will remake the potion. This is not a detention. Your godfather asked for you to be treated as I would treat a member of my own house, so you will repeat the potion and you will be awarded or punished accordingly. The one who scored a P, detention and ten points will be removed from your house. The two who scored A, five points will be taken from your house. The two who scored E's, five points will be given to your house, and the three who got O, 50 points will be awarded to your house,' said Snape. He then went around giving back the Potions. It was Parvati who got a P, Blaise who got an A, Theodore Nott and Padma who got the E and Harry, Hermione and Malfoy all got an O.

`Well done Potter, keep up the good work,' said Snape. Saturday came about very quickly and Harry got up at five o'clock and meet Ares in the Entrance Hall. Outside, Harry saw two horses. Only they weren't normal horses. They had wings. They were both a chestnut brown colour.

`What are they?' asked Harry.

`Aethonan Horses,' said Ares. He help Harry mount the first one before he climbed his own horse. Ares turned to Harry's horse.

`Gurrilum,' said Ares, only his voice was light and elegant.

`What's that?' asked Harry.

`Elfish. Horses understand it,' said Ares. `Hold on tight.' Harry gripped hold of the reins as Ares took off. Immediately, Harry's horse followed Ares. They flew down into Hogsmeade and landed beside Honeydukes. Ares tied the two horses up and he and Harry walked over to the Leaky Cauldron. There was only one customer at the time. A balding, old man, maybe in his late forties, early fifties. He was wearing a bottle green suit, with a black cloak draped over the seat.

`Ah, Ares,' said the man, standing up to shake Ares' hand. `And this must be our young Mr Potter.'

`Yes, Harry this is Francis Sugary, the owner of the biggest line of confectionary items in the world. Mr Sugary has graciously agreed to sponsor the Gryffindor Quidditch Team,' said Ares.

`Sponsor?' asked Harry, not understanding.

`Yes. As you know Harry the Gryffindor Quidditch Team has twelve new members, so you will need twelve new broomsticks, you yourself need a new broomstick; because of the new training schedule you're going to need a new fitness suite. You know things like that. And those things cost money. Now, Mr Sugary is going to be opening a new shop in Hogsmeade. He needs advertisement for Hogwarts students for them to go to his shop over Honeydukes,' said Ares. `He will give the Gryffindor team 1000 Galleons to get started in exchange for advertising of his business.' Harry nodded.

`Okay,' said Harry. Ares removed a parchment contract. He turned it to the last page and got a quill and some ink.

`Alright Harry. Just sign on the dotted line,' said Ares. Harry looked at the page. There were four dotted lines and two of them were already signed. They were:-

Minerva McGonagall

HEAD OF GRYFFINDOR HOUSE

MINERVA PALAS PRACEPTOR FELES MCGONAGALL

Ares Lestrange

SECOND TEACHER

ARES MARS NESTOR AQUILA LESTRANGE

Then there were two empty dotted lines.

GRYFFINDOR QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN

HAROLD JAMES FILIUS CERVINUS LILIUM VIRTUS POTTER

OWNER OF SUGARY SWEETS INCORPORATED

FRANCIS MELLITUS DIVES PERGULA SUGARY

Harry lifted the Quill and signed his name. He then passed the contract to Mr Sugary, who also signed the contract. He then gave Ares a large bag.

`1000 galleons,' said Mr Sugary. `I'll want my logo on the Gryffindor Quidditch Robes and also on banners on the Gryffindor stands.'

`Okay,' said Ares. Mr Sugary got up, shook Harry's hand, then Ares' and walked out of the shop.

`Do you want a drink before you leave Ares?' asked Madam Rosmerta.

`Yeah, um, cup of coffee, please. Do you want Harry? Coffee? Tea? Butterbeer?' asked Ares.

`Can I have a cup of coffee please?' asked Harry.

`Black, White, Sugar?' asked Rosmerta. Harry didn't know. He had never had coffee before. He had ordered one last year but he didn't actually drink any.

`How about you bring him two cups, both black but bring out some milk and sugar,' said Ares. Rosmerta nodded and came back out with there cups of coffee.

`Two cups of Black Coffee, with a cup of milk and some sugar. And a large, white coffee,' said Madam Rosmerta putting down the cups.

`Alright Harry, let's see how you drink your coffee. Try it Black,' said Ares. Harry drunk it and shook his head. Harry then put some sugar in the coffee. He drunk it again and shook his head. He put some milk in it and shook his head. He put that cup to the side and poured milk into the second cup. Harry liked it.

`Plain White coffee,' said Ares. They finished their coffee, Ares paid Madam Rosmerta and then they left the shop.

`Alright, take a hold,' said Ares, holding out a page. Harry touched the page, and he felt the familiar jerk at his navel. When Harry landed he recognised Diagon Alley. The two walked to the end of the street and into a hop beside Ollivanders. Harry saw the sign above the door and it read `Cleansweep Broom Company'. Ares led the way inside and as they stepped in Harry looked around the room. It was a small room, with one desk, and a door at the back. At the desk there was a middle aged witch in red robes.

`Do you have an appointment?' asked the witch.

`No, I'm here to see Tony Ollerton,' said Ares.

`I'm sorry, Mr Ollerton is a very busy man,' said the witch.

`Tell him Ares Lestrange is here to see him,' said Ares. The witch sniffed. She then got a huge ring of keys. There were about two hundred golden keys on it. She took one and put it in the door. The door opened and she went in. She came back out a minute later.

`Mr Ollerton said go on inside,' said the witch. Ares and Harry walked through the door. Sitting at a desk was a man in his early thirties.

`Ares,' said Mr Ollerton, standing up and hugging Ares.

`So, what can I owe this pleasure? Looking for some broomsticks?' asked Mr Ollerton.

`Yes, Tony. Mr Potter here is the Captain of the Gryffindor Team and he was wondering about purchasing some Broomsticks,' said Ares.

`What type?' asked Ollerton.

`Cleansweep Swifts,' said Ares.

`Oh, you heard about them already,' said Ollerton, with a grin. `You know we have finished our broom before we release it to the public,' said Ollerton.

`It would make for good advertising. Cleansweep makes new broom, Gryffindor Teams flies on them and win the Hogwarts cup, considering the fact that they hold a very new and very young side,' said Ares. `I also heard Malfoy's put down some serious money for Slytherin. Firebolts for all of the Slytherin team.'

`I know,' said Ollerton. `Okay Ares. I'll give you them at the usually. One and half the industry price. 15 galleons a Cleansweep.'

`Deal,' said Ares.

`How many do you want?' asked Ollerton.

'12,' said Ares.

`That's 180 galleons,' said Ollerton. Ares got two bags out and took 20 gold coins out of one of the bags. He handed the bags to Ollerton. `I'll have them brooms over to you by Friday fortnight. Your office at Hogwarts?'

`Yeah,' said Ares. The two men stood up and shook hands. `So, you want get together and have a drink tonight?'

`Sure, I want you to meet my Fiancé anyway,' said Ollerton.

`Okay, I'll floo you tonight,' said Ares. He and Harry then walked out the door and out into the street.

`That's brooms for 12 of them. Now, let's go get us the Seeker's brooms,' said Ares. They walked over to a different part of the street. Inside was a factory only they were making broomsticks.

`Ares!' shouted someone. Harry turned around and saw a young man in his early forties come up to them.

`How are you?' asked the man, hugging Ares.

`Great, how are you Micky?' asked Ares.

`Fine, so how many and what kind you looking?' asked Micky.

`Well, we got 200 galleons and we need Seeker brooms,' said Ares.

`I got a deal for you. You move that up to 300 and I'll give you two Infernos,' said Micky.

`You got yourself a deal,' said Ares, giving him the gold. Ares and Harry then went into Florean Fortescue's ice cream parlour. There Ares meet with three more men and handed over even more gold. At six o'clock in the evening, Harry and Ares arrived back at Hogwarts. Harry, feeling tired went on to bed. The following day was filled with doing Homework. Hermione had Harry doing every one of his essays that he had for next week, including one that was about the effects of Doxy venom on humans, for Potions. For Transfiguration, they had to write about the effects of Human Transfiguration. In Charms, they had to write an essay about how the evolution of Broom Charms from the Ancient Brooms to the new Racing Brooms. For Ares, they had to write a detailed essay on the anatomy of a Dementor write from its face to, which Harry and Hermione found very disgusting, it's genitalia. After researching the essay, Harry knew that Dementors had females and males as well. Finally for Hagrid, they had to do a detailed drawing of an adult sized version of their dragon. Finally, at four o'clock, Harry had finished his homework. Hermione then insisted that they started doing research on their Potions Course Project. Snape had given them two months research before they start it in class. They did it in groups of three. Harry, Hermione and Malfoy were a group together. They got the title `The Properties of Dragon Body Parts and Fluids in Potions!' Harry didn't know if this was a difficult title or not but Hermione seemed happy with the title.

`There are ten different types of dragons. They each have four different things used in potions, some even have five. That's over 40 different things. Then you have to write about its effects, so you can do about 100 pages,' said Hermione.

`And this is good why?' asked Harry.

`Because, you can do loads and get better grades. One of the criteria that we are marked in is Research, and another is Amount of Significant Work. So if you do a lot then you get better marks,' said Hermione. She had dragged him to the library and sat him down. She then went and got some books. She put them down on the desk. Harry lifted the smallest one. `The Effects of the Magical Properties of the Peruvian Vipertooth in Potions' was about one hundred pages thick. The thing that shocked Harry most about it was the author. It wasn't on the front cover but on the inside page.

THE EFFECTS OF THE MAGICAL PROPERTIES OF THE ALIQUANTULUS VIPEREUS DENTIS (PERUVIAN VIPERTOOTH) IN POTIONS

Author: Ares Lestrange

(Order of Merlin, Second Class, Head Auror, Master Potions

Maker, Acclaimed Ingredient Gatherer)

Since the discovery of the uses of Dragon's Blood and Body Parts, the dragon has been used for the making of potions. Only recently have Alchemists and Potions Masters discovered that the different species of Dragon have different effects on the potions.

Harry read through the book taken notes on the Peruvian Vipertooth. He enjoyed the hunting stories that Ares told in the book. The description made Harry wonder how they even caught the Peruvian Vipertooth.

The Vipertooth is a very dangerous dragon. It is the smallest of the ten species, but also the swiftest when it takes to the air. It is about fifteen feet in length with smooth copper coloured scales. Along its back are black ridge markings. The horns are short and the fangs of the Vipertooth are the most venomous of all dragons.

***

The following day, Hermione and Harry hurried down to Potions. They waited outside the door. Finally Snape allowed the class inside.

`Today we shall be mixing a very powerful and very difficult Potion. It is called Veritaserum. You will find all you need in your kits and the method in your books. You have an hour. When you are finished you will leave it here in your cauldron. Next month it will be ready. Begin,' said Snape. Harry got his Potion Making Kit and his book. He opened his book to the page on Veritaserum. The list of ingredients was huge. He needed Ashwinder Eggs, the ash from an Ashwinder, essence of Belladonna grown in Mooncalf dung, dried Billywig Stings, Chimera Eggs, powdered Dragon horn, Erumpent tail, Fairy Cocoon, Glumbumble Treacle, powdered Graphorn Horn, Jobberknoll Feathers, Lobalug Poison, Pure Water and Tebo Hair.

Method

1. Crush the Ashwinder eggs into a powder. Pour it into the cauldron. Afterwards, slice the Fairy Cocoon into thin slices. Put a drop of Belladonna essence onto each of the slices and then put the slices into the cauldron.

Harry crushed the Ashwinder eggs. When they were a fine powder, he put them in the cauldron. He then sliced the brown fairy cocoon into thin slices. Setting each of the slices down flat, he put a drop of Belladonna essence onto each of them. He then put each slice into the cauldron.

2. Add a half cauldron of Pure water and heat the cauldron to a temperature of 316K (or 43 degrees Centigrade). Then add three Tebo Hairs and stir clockwise for 64 seconds and then anticlockwise for 13 seconds.

Harry measured the water and added it in. He then used a Temperature Regulator Charm. He then added three silver hairs. Using an alarm spell, he stirred clockwise for 64 seconds, then anticlockwise for 13 seconds. Harry followed the rest of the instructions to the letter and about 45 minutes later, he stepped back from his cauldron. The rest of the class finished and Snape dismissed them. The next two weeks passed quickly and Harry waited in the common room one Thursday morning. Sitting with him doing homework was Hermione. Harry checked his watch. It was seven in the morning. As he was about to stand up, a Black Screech Owl flew in the window and landed beside Hermione. Hermione looked at the owl and removed its letter, expecting the owl to fly away after she took the letter. The owl stayed put. Hermione read the note, and then looked at Harry with tears in her eyes. She then jumped up and hugged Harry.

`Thank You, thank you. I always wanted an owl,' said Hermione. She then kissed Harry, square on the lips. It was a quick kiss but it still left Harry and Hermione reeling.

`Thanks,' said Hermione, while looking at Harry's green eyes. Harry then, taking all the courage that he possessed, leaned in and kissed Hermione. It started out like the last one, like a kiss between friends, but then it progressed to a more passionate kiss. Harry worked his hands onto Hermione's waist and Hermione entwined her fingers behind Harry's neck. Harry was shocked when he felt Hermione's tongue lick his lips. He opened them and Hermione invaded his mouth. Harry lifted her and laid them both down on the settee. They continued kissing until they heard the clock ring. It was eight o'clock.

`'Mione?' asked Harry.

`Yes?' asked Hermione.

`Do you wannagohogsmeadewithme?' asked Harry, blushing.

`What?' asked Hermione.

`Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?' asked Harry. Hermione kissed him again.

`Does that answer your question?' asked Hermione.

`No, I need more convincing,' said Harry, kissing Hermione again. When they broke the kiss off, they decided to head down for breakfast.

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6. Concsio

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

- CHAPTER SIX -

Concsio

Over the next few weeks, Harry and Hermione kept their relationship a secret. They didn't want a big fuss like there was in their fourth year when people thought they were dating plus they didn't know how to tell Ron. They just had a few quick kisses before going down to breakfast and several long snogs while in the privacy of their common room. Finally it was Hogsmeade weekend. The entire castle got the day off. They would be going to Hogsmeade and then back to a feast. They had no idea why they were having a feast at the start of October. Ron had said that he wasn't going to Hogsmeade because he had other things to do. The young couple then boarded one of the carriages and were off to Hogsmeade. Once they got to the Hogsmeade station, the two got off the carriage. They walked out down Hogsmeade Street until they came to a cross road.

`The Three Broomsticks, the Shrieking Shack or continue down this road?' asked Hermione.

`It's up to you,' said Harry,

`How about we go down into Tome and Script?' asked Hermione.

`Tome and Script it is,' said Harry. The two walked down to Tome and Script. As they passed a pub called `Skibbereen' and they heard a familiar voice singing.

`It's well I do remember the year of forty-eight,
When we arose with Erin's boys to fight against our fate;
I was hunted through the mountains as a traitor to the Queen,
And that's another reason that I left Old Skibbereen,' sang Ares, as Harry saw through the open door that he was holding a pint of mead. The couple laughed and then walked into Tome and Script. Inside all Harry could see were books. Huge bookcases filled everywhere.

`Hello, can I help you?' asked one of the shop assistants.

`No thank you. We're just browsing,' said Hermione. The shop assistant then walked away. Harry and Hermione then started looking around the shelves. They then came across a book that caught both of their attentions.

FANTASTIC BEASTS & WHERE TO FIND THEM

GOLDEN EDITION

Written by Newton `Newt' Scamander

Revised by Concsio `Ares' Lestrange

Harry then opened up the book.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

CONCSIO Prosipa (`ARES Mars') Nestor Aquila Lestrange was born in 1959 in the city of London. Born the eldest of three sons, Concsio Lestrange's early live was one of learning of aristocratic customs. At the age of 4, Concsio's parents separated. Concsio agreed to live with his mother in Ireland. Three months after the separation, young Concsio was kidnapped and throwing into the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. There he was cared for and taught by the half man, half horse Centaurs. While with the Centaurs, Concsio was renamed Ares Mars after the Greek and Roman gods of War because of Ares' strength and ability to fight. At age 8, Ares was found by former Hogwarts Headmaster Professor Armando Dippet, current Hogwarts Headmaster and former Transfiguration teacher, Professor Albus Dumbledore and the Caretaker Rubius Hagrid. After being returned to his mother, Ares kept his new names and then shortly after, he went to Hogwarts. There Ares was always a star pupil, scoring 52/52 in his O.W.L.s and 54/54 in his N.E.W.T.s. During his time at Hogwarts, Ares was on both the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, was a Prefect and eventually Head Boy. After Hogwarts, Ares got two jobs at the same time. Hamish McFarlan, the manager of the Montrose Magpies in 1977 approached Ares with an offer to play for the Magpies. Ares agreed even though he had already been agreed for the Auror Training Program. Ares joined the Aurors in 1978 when he became the youngest man in two hundred years to do so. During then next few years, Ares would build for himself a very good life with three daughters, a long-term girlfriend and two very successful jobs. In the five years that he was at the team, the Montrose Magpies won the Anglo-Irish League all five times and the European Cup once. Then Ares Lestrange's life took a nose dive. In the late end of 1983, Ares' girlfriend was murdered and because he wasn't married to his girlfriend, he had no legal claim to his three daughters. All three were taking away from him. Ares then broke into Azkaban Prison and killed the three men incarcerated for his girlfriend's murder. Ares was then sent to Azkaban for three years. After release from Azkaban in 1986, Ares continued to play for the Magpies for a further seven years. Although he played for them, Ares never came to practice and no one saw the man except for matches. In 1993, Ares Lestrange retired from Professional Quidditch at the age of 34. For the previous seven years and to this day, Ares had only been known for playing at Montrose and for the books he wrote. Ares' publishing company, Whizz Hard Books, would receive countless amounts of Ares' books and then they would publish them. Ares is now in the top ten most published Authors list. His books cover a range of topics, from Potions, to Duelling, to Magical Creatures and many other topics that Ares covers in his 117 published books.

Harry couldn't believe what he had read.

`Did you know?' asked Harry. Hermione shook her head.

`I didn't even know about his girlfriend or daughters,' said Hermione.

`How many of his books do you have?' asked Harry.

'Well, none,' said Hermione. `Up until this year, I've never heard of him.' Harry then called over the shop assistant.

`Yes sir?' asked the assistant.

`How many of Ares Lestrange's books do you stock here?' asked Harry. The assistant went away and came back a moment later.

`117,' said the assistant.

`Can I have two copies of each sent to the Sixth Year Gryffindor Prefects common room?' asked Harry. The assistant's eyes widened. They went to the desk and the assistant added up the price.

`That is 467 Galleons, 16 Sickles and 26 Knuts,' said the assistant. Harry then lifted out a book. It was a style of Wizarding check book.

To:

The Amount of (Numbers):

The Amount of (Words):

Vault Number:

Signature:

Harry then lifted a quill off the desk and wrote.

To: Tome and Script

The Amount of (Numbers): 467.16.26

The Amount of (Words): Four hundred and sixty-seven Galleons, Sixteen Sickles and Twenty Six Knuts

Vault Number: 687

Signature: Harold James F.C.L.V. Potter

He then handed it to the assistant. The assistant's eyes flicked to Harry's scar when he read the name.

`Alright Mr Potter, we'll have them books out to you at the end of the week,' said the assistant. Harry and Hermione thanked the assistant.

`Why did you buy two of every copy?' asked Hermione.

`One for me and one for you,' said Harry.

`You didn't have to do that,' said Hermione.

`I know, but I wanted to,' said Harry, giving Hermione a peck on the check. `Plus Ares convinced me that there is absolutely no point in having money if you don't spend it. He said there's no point about worrying about money if you already have it, and I've got millions in my Gringotts account so there is absolutely no point in worrying about the future, well, I'll worry about the future, but never about money.' The couple spent the rest of the day going around Hogsmeade, going into the shops but Harry point blank refused to go up to the Shrieking Shack. In Harry's words `it brings back too many memories'. They ended up going back to school after lunch, where they had gone to Affect Inn, and which Harry paid for. As they entered the Great Hall, they saw Ron come to the door.

`Hi Guys,' said Ron.

`Hi,' said Harry.

`Hello,' said Hermione.

`So, what do you think this feast is about?' asked Ron.

`I don't know,' said Hermione. The three spent the rest of the day relaxing after a month of hard lessons. At dinner the three went down to the Great Hall. There they came across a girl. Harry recognised her as Emerald Black. She was a first year who had been sorted into Gryffindor.

`Hi Harry, Hermione, Ron,' said Emerald.

`How do you know my name?' asked Ron. Emerald grinned.

`You don't recognise me?' asked Emerald. At that exact second, the door to their right opened and out stepped Ares.

`Hello Nymphadora,' said Ares. `Hello Harry, Hermione, Ron.'

`Tonks?' asked Ron, looking at Emerald.

`How did you recognise me?' asked Tonks to Ares, after turning back into her normal self.

`Ah Nymphadora, I could recognise you if you're in your true form or in a metamorphosis. You just always seem the same to me,' said Ares, before walking down the hallway. Tonks morphed back into Emerald and the four walked down into the Great Hall. After everyone was in the hall, Dumbledore stood up.

`Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my pleasure to inform you that a contest is going to be held at Hogwarts School this year. It is the famous Octavus Tournament. Let me explain this tournament's history for you. It was established in 1544. It is a tournament between the top 7 Wizarding Schools in the world. The Salem Witches' Institute, the Brazilian School of Magical Arts, the School of Egyptian Wizardry, the Oriental Academy, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Durmstrang Institute and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was held every 10 years. It was supposed to be held 2 years ago, but the revitalization of The Triwizard Tournament 2 years ago caused us to postpone it by 2 years. So this year, here at Hogwarts, 8 of our sixth years shall compete. In accordance with the rules of the tournament in previous years, only sixth years are to be admitted and I stress that point. There will be two selected from each Hogwarts house. One male and one female. Any sixth year who wishes to tryout for this tournament, I ask you to go to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom tomorrow after classes. Thank you, now tuck in,' said Dumbledore. The Great Hall's inhabitants ate their fill before retiring to bed.

***

The following day, after classes, about 40 people walked into the Defence Against the Dark Arts Classroom.

`Welcome everyone,' said Ares. `Alright, there are 41 people here. I'm going to pick 5 groups of 7 and 1 group of 6,' said Ares. He then went and divided the 41 people. Harry was put in a group with Hermione, Ron, Malfoy, Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson.

`Alright, there are 6 groups. You will all be assigned a day which you will come here for two hours straight after dinner. There you'll do tests that will determine if you will get picked or not,' said Ares. He then assigned the days. Harry's group got Monday. As the 41 people were leaving, Ares called Harry back.

`Harry, get all 14 of the Quidditch Players together and meet me in the Entrance Hall tonight after dinner,' said Ares, before walking away. Harry called the Quidditch players after dinner and they waited, as Ares told Harry, in the Entrance Hall. Two minutes later, Ares walked out into the Hall.

`Follow me,' said Ares. He led them to a portrait of a man. He was a small, white man, with long brown hair and a brown beard. He held a wand in his hand and the Golden Snitch flew around his head. `This is the old Gryffindor Quidditch Room. It was abandoned about 15 years ago. Whitehorn.' The portrait opened up. They walked inside. The room was a square room. It was about the size of a classroom only there were no desks. On the walls were various murals. The first showed a group of men on old broomsticks, throwing a leather ball to each other and throwing it at trees. There were two rocks flying about trying to knock the players of their brooms. On the bottom of the mural was a gold banner with writing. It said `The Game at Queerditch Marsh, 10th Century'. The next mural showed a Quidditch Pitch, only it had baskets instead of goalposts and had rocks instead of Bludgers. A woman was running away with a bird. Harry recognised the bird as a Snidget. The writing next to this said `Madam Modesty Rabnott's Snidget Save, 1269'. The third showed Quidditch like it is today. It had proper Bludgers, hoops and a Golden Snitch. The caption beside this mural was `Pride of Portree Vs Kenmare Kestrels, The first modern Quidditch Game, March 1883'.

`Those murals show the evolution of Quidditch,' said Ares. He then led them through the other door in the room. This led them to a corridor. In the corridor were several doors. One of the doors said `Tactics Room', another said `Break Room', another said `Changing Room', another said `Training Room', another said `Weights Room' and the last one at the far end of the corridor said `Quidditch Pitch'. They walked into the Tactics Room first. Inside was a 1:100 scaled model of a Quidditch Pitch. At the far side of the room were five huge book cases. They were labelled `Chaser', `Beater', `Seeker', `Keeper' and `Tactics'. There were about 50 books in each bookcase. They then went into the Break Room. Inside were 14 armchairs. There was also a door at the far side.

`That door leads to the School Kitchens. What we used to do was stay here at Lunch and then go into the Kitchens to get food,' said Ares. They then went into the Weights Room. Inside was a full Weights set as well as 14 Magic Treadmills.

`Now, you can't work out in your school robes or in your Quidditch Robes, so this is what these are for,' said Ares. He handed everyone a Work Out uniform and a pair of Weight Lifting gloves. On the back of each Uniform were a name and a number. On the gloves was the same number. Harry had POTTER on the back of his and the number 1. The group then walked into the Training Room. Inside was a Quidditch Pitch.

`The best thing about this Pitch is that the other teams can't see you train. Also you can do this. Rain!' shouted Ares. It started raining. They walked outside of the room and closed the door after Ares stopped the rain. `You can pick the weather conditions so you can practice in all conditions.' They then walked into the Quidditch Pitch.

`This leads to the School Pitch,' said Ares. He pushed open the door and they were standing on the pitch. They then walked back inside. Finally the walked to the Changing Rooms. Inside were 14 lockers. They had the player's name and number on each locker. Harry opened his. Inside were a pair of new Quidditch Robes, and also a Broomstick covered in a red faux fur cover. The robes held a jumper, which was golden and had the Sugary logo on it. They also held two robes. A red inner robe and a scarlet outer robe. The Outer robe held the name and number of the player as well as the Gryffindor Logo. The entire team took out their broomsticks.

`The Beaters, the Chasers and the Keepers all have Cleansweep Swifts and the Seekers have the Infernos,' said Ares. The team stood in awe looking at the brooms. After that Ares led them away and brought them back to Gryffindor Common Room. He said goodnight and the team pilled through the Fat Lady. Harry made his way back to his own Common Room and entered. Hermione was sitting at the desk with her head on a book. She was sleeping. Harry went over to her and kissed her cheek. She woke up, grinned sleepily and yawned.

`Hi Harry,' said Hermione.

`Hi,' said Harry. Hermione yawned again. `You should head to bed.'

`Okay,' said Hermione. She kissed him goodnight and went to bed.

***

The next few weeks passed like lightening for Harry. His days were filled with classes, Homework, Quidditch, Tryouts for the Tournament and Hermione. Today was the first Quidditch Match of the year. It was Gryffindor Vs Hufflepuff. Harry knew that the majority of the crowd would be against them as it would be Hufflepuff and Slytherin against them, while Ravenclaw would be an in between. He led the first team to the door of the Quidditch Pitch.

`Alright, were stronger, faster, smarter and we have more skill than the Hufflepuffs. Let's go out and prove it,' said Harry. He pushed the door open and mounted his broom. He shot off, followed by the other six on the team.

`Now, welcome the Gryffindor Lions. Led by Captain Harry Potter,' said the new commentator, Stewart Ackerley. `Playing Keeper for Gryffindor is Ron Weasley, star of the song Weasley is our King. Playing as Chaser, last year's replacement Seeker, Ginny Weasley. Also there is Neville Longbottom and Natalie McDonald, who I might add is very attractive.'

`ACKERLY!' shouted Professor McGonagall. Harry looked over grinning. Then he saw Ares looking at Stewart. He looked like he wanted to throttle the boy.

`Sorry Professor. Also for Gryffindor are Billy Cudo and Pete Strike. Now, playing for Hufflepuff, led by Captain Zacharias Smith. Also playing Chaser are Laura Madley and Susan Bones. Playing Seeker is Kevin Whitby, playing Keeper is Justin Finch-Fletchley and playing as Beaters are Ernie Macmillan and Owen Cauldwell. And now, Madam Rolanda Hooch kicks open the crate and releases the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch. Remember, the Seeker who catches the Snitch earns his team 150 points as well as ending the game. And Madam Hooch lifts the Quaffle and there off. And Longbottom grabs, passes to Weasley, who loops and avoids a Bludger and Bones. Weasley passes to Natalie McDonald, who passes it to Longbottom and SCORE! Gryffindor lead 10 to 0,' said Stewart. Harry started scanning for the Snitch. He looked about and then noticed that Kevin Whitby, the Hufflepuff Seeker was just following him. Harry went into a step dive while Whitby followed.

`And what's this. I think Potter has seen the Snitch,' said Stewart. Just as the two Seekers got to the ground, Harry pulled up. Whitby wasn't so lucky. He slammed into the ground, breaking his leg and two of his arms.

`Wow, what a Feint. That was a Wronski Feint ladies and gentlemen. First seen in 1943, played by Josef Wronski for the Grodzisk Goblins. Made famous in 1945 World Cup which saw Poland go on and lift the cup for the first and only time in the country's history. And, I don't think Whitby can continue. That means that the only way Hufflepuff can win is if Potter captures the Snitch while Hufflepuff is leading by more than 150. And the score at the minute is Gryffindor 70 to Hufflepuff 0. And Longbottom passes to Weasley who SCORES!' said Stewart. Harry say Billy Cudo and Pete Strike beat the Bludgers straight towards the Hufflepuffs. The training that they had done within the last few weeks had made them as good as the Weasley twins.

`And Weasley passes to McDonald who DROPS THE QUAFFLE! Oh, Longbottom has caught the Quaffle. Nice Porskoff Ploy. And Longbottom flies, uses an excellent reverse pass to Weasley and Weasley SCORES! Gryffindor now lead Hufflepuff 130 to 0. And Potter dived again!' shouted Stewart. Harry had seen the Snitch. He dived. He reached out his hand. He pushed the Inferno forward and closed his hand around the Snitch. Madam Hooch blew her whistle.

`Gryffindor Win, 280 to 0,' shouted Stewart.

***

The Gryffindors were proud. They had worked at there technique and had turned out to be even better than the team that Wood had fielded in 3rd Year, the team that had won the Quidditch Cup. They had thrown a party to celebrate the win. At 12 o'clock Professor McGonagall chased them all to bed. The following morning, Harry walked downstairs to the Great Hall. Sitting reading her paper was Hermione. As Harry sat down beside her, she passed him the paper.

Council Votes Unanimous On Minister Removal

Last night the High Council of the Wizengamot voted on the removal of Cornelius Fudge from office. For the past few months Fudge's reputation in the ministry has gone from bad to worse. The Ministry's original stand on the birth of You-Know-Who was because of Fudge's opinion. This and several other mistakes that the ministry made over the summer led several high ranking members of the public and the ministry such as Lucius Malfoy, 43, Head Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, 35, the Head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Bones, 48, and former Head Auror, Concsio `Ares' Lestrange, 37, to all ask for the removal of Fudge from Office.

Cornelius Oswald Magnil Turgeo Fudge, 53, was elected to the Office of Minister for Magic in 1990 after Millicent Bagnold's two terms ended. During his early days as Minister, Fudge was incompetent. He would send Hogwarts Headmaster Albus Dumbledore letters every day to ask advice. In early 1993, Fudge had a slight falling out with Dumbledore after the arrest and incarceration of Hogwarts Game Keeper Rubeus Hagrid. The falling out continued during the 1993/94 Hogwarts School year when Dumbledore refused to allow the Dementors inside the school. The grudge came to its highest point when Fudge refused to acknowledge that You-Know-Who had returned in the summer of 1995. This led him to manipulate the press to get the public to believe that Dumbledore was lying about You-Know-Who.

Last night, after only 5 minutes of discussing the matter, all 12 Chief Warlocks voted for the removal of Cornelius Fudge from the post of Minister for Magic.

`It is about time that Cornelius Fudge was removed from office,' stated Lucius Malfoy, last night after hearing the news. `Fudge is a disgrace to the name of Wizard. I personally think they should break his wand and send him to live with the muggles.'

`Fudge was wrong for the job in the first place. For us you worked in the ministry 15 years ago, we remember Fudge as the pompous Junior Minister of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes,' said Concsio `Ares' Lestrange. `He could barely direct an owl never mind the entire Ministry of Magic. Let's just hope we can find a leader who can get us past our difficult ordeal that we shall soon face against Lord (You-Know-Who's name).'

That is the real question. Who will succeed Fudge? Two likely candidates are Amelia Bones and also William Croaker, the Head of the Department of Mysteries. Other rumours are that Professor Dumbledore may take the post or even Ares Lestrange or Alastor Moody.

Harry looked up from the paper. Fudge had been removed from the Minister position.

`What do think will happen now?' asked Hermione.

`I don't know,' said Harry. `Who do you think will get the position?'

`It won't be Moody. He's too paranoid. I don't think Dumbledore will take it, as he has Hogwarts to worry about. I don't know who Croaker is except that he's an Unspeakable and from what I've heard there's never been an Unspeakable elected as Minister. Then there's Ares. I don't think it will be Ares. I mean he was convicted by the Ministry so I don't think he'll get elected. So then there is Madam Bones. I think from what I hear of her she's a good leader, especially in a time of trouble. She was a Head Auror during Voldemort's first rise to power,' said Hermione. At that minute Ares walked through the door.

`Harry, come with me. Hermione, if you want to come along your very welcome,' said Ares. Ares looked different today. He wore the normal black robes but his shoulder length raven black hair had been tied back into a ponytail and his goatee had been shaved off. The three walked all the way to Professor Dumbledore's office. Sitting at the desk in the office was Dumbledore.

`Ah, Harry, Hermione, please sit,' said Dumbledore. `You may be wondering why I called you here to see me. I wish for Harry to continue his Occlumency training and if you wish Miss Granger, you can start Occlumency.'

`Who will be teaching us?' asked Hermione.

`Ares has agreed,' said Dumbledore.

`We'll start next week,' said Ares. With that Harry and Hermione left, with Ares closely behind.

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7. Memories

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– CHAPTER SEVEN –

Memories

Harry wondered how he had got passed that week. Firstly, there was his school work. Then there was his homework. Then there was his Quidditch Training. Then was his group’s training on Monday. Harry remembered that day wondering how he had done some of the things. They had five exercises. They had do duel each other, fight hand to hand combat, mix a potion, translate a piece of text from an ancient language and finally they had to subdue and return a hive of Billywigs to their cage. Harry was currently walking with Hermione on the way to Occlumency Training with Ares.

‘Hello Harry, Hermione,’ said Ares, as the two walked in the door. Ares walked over to his desk and took a two leaves of a plant. They were a reddish green colour and about six inches long.

‘Eat these,’ said Ares. Hermione took hers and ate it. Harry did the same. Immediately his mind felt relaxed.

‘The leaf you just ate is called Mallowsweet. It helps relax the mind which is essential for Occlumency. Now, release all the images from your head,’ said Ares. Harry did so, not known how he was able to do it. Ares pointed his wand at Hermione.

‘Legilimens!’ shouted Ares. Hermione started to shake and she was able to throw of the spell. Ares then turned his wand on Harry.

‘Legilimens!’ shouted Ares. The office was trying to swirl into a new image but somehow Harry was able to stop it.

‘Good,’ said Ares. He then handed Harry and Hermione a glass each filled with a blue liquid. They drank it and all their thoughts rushed back into their head.

‘The leaf helps clear your mind. Every week you shall take less and less of it until you don’t need it at all. I will give you seven leaves and you will eat one before going to sleep to ensure that your mind retains no images at night. Now, if you want to go on back to your common room,’ said Ares.

***

The next day was a big day. They had seen movement in the Dragon’s eggs yesterday. This meant that they should hatch today. Hagrid had asked for them to get the day of for them to observe the hatching. They had gathered around the eggs for an hour before anything happened. Harry’s egg was the first to crack. The Dark Blue egg cracked and a baby dragon hatched its way out. It was about the size of Crookshanks. It had small, metallic grey scales and deep red eyes. Just as Harry was about to step forward someone called.

‘Harry!’ shouted Colin Creevey. Harry turned around. ‘Professor Dumbledore wants to speak with you.’

‘Go on Harry,’ said Hagrid.

‘Thanks Hagrid,’ said Harry, before going with Colin. Harry reached the gargoyle and said the password.

‘Gryffindor Quidditch Bar!’ shouted Harry. The gargoyle ascended bringing Harry to Dumbledore’s office. Dumbledore was sitting in his chair as Harry walked in.

‘Ha, hello Harry,’ greeted Dumbledore, almost like a grandfather would his grandson. ‘Please sit down. There is something I wish for you to work on. Thanks to your now extensive library, you should have no problem on it. It is the study of Animagi. You will of course be learning it after Christmas with Professor McGonagall as part of your Transfiguration course but I think that maybe you should look into it.’ Just as they were about to continue an owl flew in and Harry took this as his cue to leave. He wandered about thinking about Animagi and then his mind turned to Ares. He turned a corner and saw a wooden door. Harry had come to the Room of Requirement. He walked through and saw that inside were a bunch of Pensieves. Harry, being as curious as he is, removed his wand and ploughed into one of the Pensieves. Harry landed on a red carpet floor. The room was a bedroom. It was quite obvious that the boy in it was rich. The boy was about eight and he had short black hair and ice like blue eyes. He had pale skin and wore black robes. Harry thought this was strange as he had never seen a child were robes outside of school. The room was decorated in red and gold. The wallpaper, the carpet, the bed, and several other things. The desk held several books as did the five huge bookshelves in the room. Harry guessed that there were about 1000 books in the shelves. The wall held a number of Quidditch posters. They all showed a group of players in Black and White striped robes and had a large magpie on their chests. The posters also held a double M and the name ‘Montrose Magpies’.

‘Concsio!’ shouted a female, Irish accent. The boy didn’t answer. A woman opened the door and walked in.

‘Concsio, Albus is down the stairs,’ said the woman, who Harry guessed was the boy’s mother.

‘Ares,’ said the mother, exasperated. The boy looked at her. ‘Professor Dumbledore is down the stairs.’ The boy then walked out the door. The scene swirled and a new one appeared. Harry recognised this place. It was the Great Hall at Hogwarts. Standing in a group of first years, was the boy Ares, only he was a first year this time.

‘Lestrange, Ares!’ said Professor Dumbledore, from the stage. He was slightly younger, as there were traces of grey in his white hair. Ares walked forward and sat down on the stool. Professor Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on Ares’ head. Harry could here what the hat was saying.

‘Yes, very complex. Very loyal with those you like, yet very hostile and dangerous with those you don’t. You have an extremely good mind; I haven’t seen an intellect like this is several decades. There is ambition as well, and a hunger to prove yourself. But underneath all of these is your courage. Yes that is were you belong. GRYFFINDOR!’ said the Sorting Hat. Harry saw that several of the teachers were quite shocked at this. Once again the scene swirled and a new one appeared. It showed the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry gasped when he saw you were there. It was his father, Sirius, Remus and Wormtail, around the age of 14. Harry saw the portrait open and in walk a boy, around 15, with long black hair that was tied up in a ponytail. He had a prefect’s badge.

‘Mornin’ lads. How are ya’ ‘is mornin’?’ asked Ares in a thick Irish accent.

‘Fine, yourself,’ answered Remus, politely and friendly.

‘Fine, fine. An’ wha’ever yousens are up to, if yis ge’ caugh’, I didn’ know abou’ i’.’ said Ares. Ares walked up the stairs towards the dormitories. As they got to the top, Harry saw a girl. She was about 15 and looked oddly familiar. She had long blond hair and crystal blue eyes.

‘Hi Ares,’ said the girl, passing him.

‘Hey Na’’ said Ares. The scene swirled again and Harry saw the Wizengamot Courtroom Ten. Harry looked around the courtroom. Harry recognised a few of the Wizengamot members from his own trial. Harry looked up and the heads of the Trial. He recognised Cornelius Fudge, but Fudge wasn’t sitting in the Minister’s spot. He was sitting in Percy’s spot. The minister was a woman, who was tough and well built. Beside her were Kinglsey Shacklebolt, Alastor ‘Mad Eye’ Moody and Professor Dumbledore. Harry also looked at the centre of the courtroom. Sitting in the chair was Ares. He was around early to mid twenties and had his hair in a ponytail with a goatee. Two Dementors flanked Ares and Ares was chained to his chair.

‘Let us begin,’ said the well built witch. ‘This is a Section Red Criminal Trial of the seventeenth of November into offences committed under the Decree for Crime and Justice for Terrorists and the International Agreement of Punishment by Concsio Prosipa Lestrange, resident at Teach Mor Lestrange, Belfast, Antrim, Ireland.

‘Interrogators: Millicent Jennifer Bagnold, Minister for Magic; Bartemius Herman Crouch, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; William Francis Avery, Senior Assistant to the Minister.

‘Defenders: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts; Alastor Simon Moody, Head Auror; Kingsley Shacklebolt, Auror Partner of the Defendant.

‘Court Scribe: Cornelius Oswald Fudge. Now, the charge is as follows. That he did knowingly, deliberately, in full defiance of the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizardry, broke into Azkaban Prison and murdered Stephen Patrick Travers, Josef Paul Discour and Thomas David Macnair.

‘Are you Concsio Prosipa Lestrange, of Teach Mor Lestrange, Belfast, Antrim, Ireland?’

‘Nope,’ said Ares, with a grin. ‘My names Ares. I think you got the wrong man.’ Some of the Wizengamot frowned, others shook their heads and the rest sniggered with laughter.

‘How do you plea to the charges brought before you?’ asked Millicent Bagnold. Ares didn’t look at Millicent Bagnold but at Professor Dumbledore, before staring straight at the Minister.

‘Guilty!’ said Ares.

‘I sentence you to removal from the position of Head Auror and immediate sacking from the Ministry of Magic. You shall also be brought to Azkaban for three years beginning at the end of this trial. Further more, you are to keep the distance from Natalie Umbridge, Sarah Umbridge and Dolores Umbridge III. Take him away,’ said Bagnold. The Dementors each put a hand on Ares’ shoulder and brought him out of the courtroom. Harry then felt the scene dissolve and he fell out of the Pensieve.

***

‘So Ares was banned from three people called Umbridge?’ asked Ron.

‘Yes, or that’s what it said in the Pensieve,’ said Harry.

‘Well, at least we know that the Dolores Umbridge wasn’t Umbridge,’ said Hermione. ‘Umbridge is Dolores Umbridge II.’

‘So, who do you think that those three are?’ asked Ron.

‘Isn’t it obvious? Those are his three daughters. I think I read that in the Gryffindor Prefects Lounge that the female prefect in Ares’ year was a girl called Natalie Umbridge. Maybe that was his girlfriend,’ said Hermione. Just as they were about to continue talking, the bell went, indicating the start of the next class. They entered into Ares’ class and sat down. After the entire class had arrived, Ares stood up.

‘Hello, today we are going to start learning about the various different types of Magic. Since the foundation of Magic, different spells have been classed into different areas. Magic was first used in and around 2500 B.C. It was actually discovered in two different places. In Egypt, the Ancient priests discovered curses to help protect their dead while in Ireland, the Gaelige Druids discovered Magic to help grow crops, build buildings and even fight. The Ancient Egyptian Magic was called Ax, which means ‘Spirit’. The Ancient Egyptians believed those with great spirits could do Magic hence the reason that the Egyptian Magicians were all priests. In Ireland, the Druids developed Draíocht, a form of very powerful Magic that still exists today but is only known by a very privileged few. From there, the Druids developed Meallaceacht, an ancient form of Charms, Athrú, a form of Transfiguration, and Troid, an early form of Duelling. It was several hundreds of years later that the Magic that is regularly practiced today was formed. The magic you practice here are forms of the Draíochta Magic. Other forms of magic, like Potions and Alchemy weren’t formed until around 1200 A.D., after the formation of Hogwarts. It existed but wasn’t considered magic. Today, there are three forms of magic. They are Furvus Magic, Clareo Magic and Medius Magic. They are more commonly called the Dark Arts, Light Magic and Neutral Magic.’ Ares continued until it was around five minutes from the end. It was around this time that Ares let them talk about anything they wanted. Today, they were talking about violence at Quidditch Matches.

‘The Cannons haven’t been involved in a riot in over 300 years,’ said Ron, proudly.

‘That’s because they would lose if they did,’ said Seamus, with a grin.

‘Typical of a Kestrels supporter,’ said Ron. Ares grinned.

‘Ach now, don’t be fussing, just because every match between the Kestrels and the Tornados has ended in a riot for the past 200 years has absolutely nothing to do with anything,’ said Ares.

‘Why do they hate each other?’ asked Susan Bones.

‘The Kestrels have always prided themselves in welcoming all people, Pure bloods and Muggleborns. The Tornados for centuries have been a Pure blood team. So they sort of clash, so at every match you see the green Kestrels and the blue Tornados fighting. It’s called the Ancient Firm match. The last one ended with only one score. John Machart captured the Snitch after it hit a Tornados player’s sleeve,’ said Ares. The bell rang.

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8. Newspapers and Archery

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– CHAPTER EIGHT –

Newspapers and Archery

The weeks passed, with classes getting harder, dragons getting bigger, Mallowsweet leaves getting shorter and tension constantly growing in the air. Harry, Hermione and Ron all sat in the Great Hall awaiting the post. It came and Hermione got her usual copy of the Daily Prophet. As she scanned the headlines, she did something that Harry and Ron had never heard her do. She cursed.

‘That son of a bitch!’ said Hermione. Ron mocked a faint and Harry wondered what she had read. Hermione gave him the picture. Half of the front page was giving up to a picture of sneering Lucius Malfoy.

New Minister Seeks Ministry Reform

By Kenneth Towler (Wizengamot Liaison)

Last night, in a vote of 6 votes to 1, the High Council of the Wizengamot voted for Lucius Malfoy to become the new Minister for Magic. Lucius Malfoy, 43, lost only one vote and that was the vote of Professor Albus Dumbledore. Minister Malfoy, who recently divorced his wife, Narcissa, called for a meeting of the Wizengamot straight after his election. There he proposed the Consenting Act, which gives him and his council powers to act with out consulting the Wizengamot.

‘I believe the Minister is correct,’ said recently released, Walden Macnair, 43. ‘Both myself, the minister and others were arrested for being placed under the Imperious Curse by the Dark Lord’s followers. The Ministry needs a leader who can act without delay during our time of need. We need the Consenting Act so we can act without spending time putting it through the Wizengamot. If we have to put it through the Wizengamot, then it may be too late for us to act.’

‘While I am happy that I have been elected, I am not happy for myself, but I am happy for the Ministry and for the country. We need a strong leader and I feel that I am that leader,’ said the Minister, last night after leaving the Ministry of Magic.

Harry put the paper down. He was about to say something when the bell rang. They walked out and headed for Ares’ classroom. When they got there, they heard two voices.

‘Ares, you need to calm down,’ said Dumbledore.

‘Calm down? Calm down? Professor, we need to act,’ said Ares.

‘And what do you propose we do, Ares?’ asked Dumbledore.

‘Let me kill the bastard!’ shouted Ares.

‘Watch your language Ares!’ commanded Dumbledore. ‘Now, I believe you have a class now, so we will discuss this later.’

***

The tension of the teachers was evident all day long. The vote in the Wizengamot was today. Professor Dumbledore and Ares had left for London so Harry and the rest of the class had a free period for the last two hours of class. Harry, Hermione and Ron went down to visit Hagrid but found out he wasn’t there. As they walked into the Entrance Hall, the saw Ares with a newspaper under his arm. It was the Evening Prophet. He gave them the newspaper.

New Ministry Reforms Slammed by Ex-Convict

By Kenneth Towler (Wizengamot Liaison)

Early on this morning, the Wizengamot voted on Minister Malfoy’s proposition for the Consenting Act. To start of the meeting, the Minister read out the act to the Wizengamot.

‘The Law in order to remedy the Misery and Fear of the people and the Country in this time of Crisis,’ said the Minister, reading out the title.

‘Other than through the procedure prescribed by the constitution, laws of the country may be decided upon by the government of the country as well. The laws decided upon by the government of the country shall be issued by the Minister and announced in the Daily Prophet. They shall take effect on the day following the announcement, unless they prescribe a different date. This law shall take effect with the day of its announcement. It shall become invalid on the day after the crisis is over, or earlier, if the Wizengamot is replaced with a different governing body.’ After reading the Act out, the minister allowed speakers For and Against the act.

‘This Act will allow the country to act against the Dark Lord with out having to give up valuable time that would be needed for applying to the Wizengamot. This will mean we shall end this problem faster and with fewer fatalities,’ said Roger Dawlish, Head Auror.

‘This ‘Act’ is an abomination. If this Act is passed then the Wizengamot will give a suspected Death Eater the power to pass Laws without consulting the Wizengamot. Wouldn’t be easier to just walk up to Lord (You-Know-Who’s name) and give him the power of the country,’ said Concsio ‘Ares’ Lestrange, the man who was placed in Azkaban for murder. ‘Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater. He was named as a Death Eater by several reliable sources and was arrested for being a Death Eater, not once, not twice, but three times. Convenient that (You-Know-Who’s name) keeps having Malfoy put under the Imperious curse, but then again, if you pass this act then you are given Dictatorship powers to a man who has been controlled by Lord (You-Know-Who’s name) three times. Who is to say that (You-Know-Who’s name) wont take control of him again and use the powers of the Consenting Act to bring darkness to the country?’

After the speeches, the Wizengamot voted on the Act. An overwhelming 87% of the Wizengamot voted for the Act.

Harry looked up from the paper.

‘What does this mean?’ asked Harry.

‘It means Malfoy can pass Wizarding Law without consulting the Wizengamot,’ said Ares before walking away into the Great Hall and up to the Teachers’ table. Harry looked at Hermione.

‘This is bad, isn’t Hermione?’ asked Ron.

‘I think so,’ said Hermione.

***

Minister Forms Two Groups and the Special Powers Decree

By Julius Striker (Minister’s Media Liaison)

Only three days after securing the Consenting Act, Minister Lucius Malfoy used his new powers to form two new Policing groups. The Thunder Militia, who shall be led by Walden Macnair, shall be there to assist the Aurors in there fight against the Death Eaters. The Defensive Group, which are actually to be a branch of the T.M., are to be headed up by recently pardoned Antonin Dolohov. This group shall be directly responsible for the Minister’s safety. The T.M is to be dressed in brown robes, with a Red Symbol of a wand and a sword crossing one another over the heart. The D.G. is to be the same, only with black robes and a white wand and sword on their hearts.

The Minister also released his first new Act when he released the Special Martial Powers Act.

‘In accordance to the Wizengamot Constitution, Paragraph 2, Article 8, the following is decreed as a defensive measure against the Death Eaters acts of violence, endangering the state:

Sections 114, 115, 117, 118, 123, 124, and 153 of the Constitution of the Wizengamot are suspended until further notice. Thus, restrictions on personal liberty [114], on the right of free expression of opinion, including freedom of the press [118], on the right of assembly and the right of association [124], and violations of the privacy of postal, telegraphic, and telephonic communications [117], and warrants for house-searches [115], orders for confiscation as well as restrictions on property [153], are also permissible beyond the legal limits otherwise prescribed.

‘This is so the Death Eaters can not use legal loopholes to stay out of the claws of Justice,’ said Percival Ignatius Weasley, the newly appointed Most Loyal Assistant to the Minister. ‘It was seen last year by several members of the Ministry that certain individuals got away with crimes on mere technicalities. In accordance with this new law, the T.M. has already arrested several Death Eaters including Dedalus Diggle, Elphias Doge, Mundungus Fletcher, Hestia Jones and the former convict Sturgis Podmore. Mr Macnair’s men have also closed down several propaganda newspaper and magazines which have been attempting to make it seem as if members of the ministry are actually Death Eaters.’ These newspapers include ‘The Quibbler’ and ‘The Veritas’.

Harry through the paper down in disgust. Only a few days ago Malfoy got his Consenting Act. Now, he had taking out all rights of the people, arrested several members of the Ministry and closed down Luna Lovegood’s father’s magazine. Harry then went to class. That night the Evening Prophet had more news. Malfoy had brought out a two new Acts.

Muggle Born Protection Act and the Law for the Protection of Purity of Blood

By Julius Striker (Minister’s Media Liaison)

Earlier on today, the Minister announced two new laws to the Wizengamot. The first was his Muggle Born Protection Act.

‘Because of the growing Tension between Muggle Borns and Pure Bloods, the workplace shall no longer be integrated. No Muggle Blood can work in the same job as a Pure Blood. This is also extended to schools as from now on, no Muggle Born can attend a Pure Blood School. Special Muggle Born schools shall be set up as of the introduction of this act. Non Pure Blood supporters are to be considered at Muggle Borns. ’

The second new law is the Law for the Protection of Purity of Blood.

‘Thoroughly convinced by the knowledge that the purity of Wizarding blood is essential for the further existence of the Wizarding World and animated by the inflexible will to safe-guard the Wizarding World for the entire future, the Wizengamot has resolved upon the following law unanimously, which is promulgated herewith:

1. Marriages between Muggles/Muggle Borns and Pure bloods are forbidden. Marriages concluded in defiance of this law are void, even if, for the purpose of evading this law, they are concluded out side the Wizarding World.

2. Sexual or romantic relation outside of marriage between Muggles/Muggle Borns and Purebloods is forbidden.

3. Muggles/Muggle Borns will not be permitted to employ female Pure Bloods in their households.

4. Muggle/Muggle Borns are forbidden to hoist the Wizarding Flag or symbol as it is a Pure Blood Symbol and may harass Pure Blood Supporters.

5. On the other hand they are permitted to present the Muggle colours and flag.

6. All Children of Muggles/Muggle Borns and Pure Bloods are to be considered as being Muggle Born.

Harry looked up enraged from the paper. According to this all the Muggle Borns, children of Muggle Borns and all non-Pureblood supporters were to be kicked out of Hogwarts. Harry was about to go see what the teachers thought of this when he heard the Great Hall’s door open. Standing at the door were about twenty men. They were all tall and strong men, dressed in brown robes. They had a red sword and wand symbol on there hearts. Harry recognized one of the men. It was the Death Eater Walden Macnair.

‘The following members,’ called out Macnair, ‘of the faculty and student population are to come forward:-

Professor Filius Flitwick

Rubeus Hagrid

Professor Rolanda Hooch

Professor Minerva McGonagall

Madam Irma Pince

Madam Poppy Pomfrey

Professor Pomona Sprout

Professor Albus Dumbledore

Professor Con…’

Macnair would have continued had an arrow not sailed threw the hair and struck him in the throat. Macnair keeled over, with the blood bursting out of him. Harry saw his eyes lose focus and he knew Macnair was dying.

‘Stand down!’ ordered Ares to the other members of the T.M. Harry saw that Ares was holding a long bow. All but three of them backed away. With lightning fast reflexes, Ares fired three Arrows, piercing each of the three T.M. members’ eyes. They also keeled over dead. The other T.M. members all ran out the door as fast as they could. Ares walked over to the four T.M. members on the floor. He checked there pulse. The last one he checked was Macnair’s. He stood up, drew an arrow and fired it straight into Macnair’s heart.

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9. The Army Arrives

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I couldn’t help but put this in. One of the Reviews was

Ears91 : Minister Malfoy is like Bush (George W. Bush) with all his destroying acts.

This is actually very funny yet very frightening at the same time considering I based Malfoy on Adolf Hitler.

– CHAPTER NINE –

The Army Arrives

The school was tense the next morning. Harry could feel it in the air. As usual, hundreds of post owls flocked in, several of them carrying the Daily Prophet. Harry lifted up his newspaper. One the front cover was a very sinister picture of Ares.

Minister Puts Bounty on Ex-Con’s head

By Julius Striker (Minister’s Media Liaison)

Last night, a team of Thunder Militia members entered into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry to follow up on the Ministers new Act, the Muggle Born Protection Act. These Thunder Militia members were met with hostility from former Convict Concsio ‘Ares’ Lestrange. Three T.M. members were killed by arrows piercing their eyes and the leader of the T.M., Walden Macnair, was wounded in the neck and then not long after this, was executed by Lestrange. It has now been proven through these actions that Lestrange, like his father, brothers and sister in law before him, is in fact a Death Eater. The Minister last night, after hearing the reports, put a 5000 Galleon reward for the Killing of Lestrange or a 25000 Galleon reward for his capture.

Hermione looked straight at Harry.

‘Do you think anyone at Hogwarts will attempt to get that bounty?’ asked Hermione.

‘I hope not,’ said Harry. The bell rang and Harry and Hermione went on there way to Hagrid’s hut. The five dragons were starting to get very big know. Harry’s Ukrainian Iron Belly now stood at close to 50 feet tall and he wasn’t even fully grown.

‘Alrigh’, today we’ll be learnin’ ‘bout Banshees. Who can tell me wha’ a Banshee is? Hermione?’ asked Hagrid.

‘A Banshee is a spirit which takes the form of a thin green woman. It is considered to be very dangerous as if you hear it screaming directly then it kills you,’ said Hermione.

‘Correc’ five poin’s ta Gryffindor,’ said Hagrid. Hagrid handed them all a pair of earmuffs. They walked into the forest.

‘Alright, when we get there, I’ll tell you to put on your earmuffs,’ said Charlie. Just as they were about to go forward, a huge arrow flew out of no where and almost hit Hermione. All the wizards pulled out their wands, ready for battle. The heard the clicking of hooves and fifteen centaurs appeared.

‘What shall we do Bane?’ asked a young, albino centaur.

‘Kill them,’ ordered Bane, with hatred in his eyes.

‘Bu Akuorbalom bu rker, Bane!’ shouted a voice. It was Ares.

‘Ares, rik yes hub,’ said Bane, trotting over to Ares. The two embraced.

‘Lower your weapons and let the humans pass. Tell the Council to prepare a feast. The War God has returned,’ ordered Bane with a smirk. All the centaurs plus Ares walked off to a different part of the forest. Hagrid and Charlie led the way on into the forest. They came to a spot were Harry saw ten, very thin, green women.

‘These are Banshees. Now, put your earmuffs on,’ said Charlie. ‘Observe the way they behave.’ Harry put his earmuffs on. The group watched the Banshees for about three quarters of an hour before heading back. As they were getting to the half way mark, they felt what seemed like an earthquake. Standing before them were three gigantic things. Two of them were like big humans and the other was a giant three headed dog. Harry recognised the dog as being Fluffy, Hagrid’s Cerberus. One of the giants was Hagrid’s half brother Grawp.

‘Hello Grawp,’ said Hagrid.

‘Hag… Hagrid, Hagrid!’ said Grawp, looking pleased with himself. Charlie said something to Hagrid. Hagrid nodded.

‘We bes’ be off now, Grawp. Goo’bye, you too Colos,’ said Hagrid to Grawp and the female giant beside him. The seven wizards then headed back to the school.

***

Harry and Hermione walked out of charms and headed straight for Ares’ class. When they got there it was empty. Only one person was sitting there.

‘Lestrange won’t be in today,’ said Malfoy. ‘I had to stay back and wait for you. He wants us three to stay and start our Course Project.’ Harry raised an eyebrow over Ares’ decision to make Malfoy work with Hermione and him.

‘He said all the books we needed were in there,’ said Malfoy pointing towards a room. Malfoy stood up and walked over to it. He pushed open the door and the three walked in.

‘Hello, you must be Miss Granger, Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy,’ said a rather squeaky voice. ‘I am Optio, Master Ares’ Chief House Elf.’ Harry looked at the House Elf. While it had the squeaky voice, its grammar was much better than any other House Elf that he had met. It was the normal size of a House Elf only it wasn’t as thin; it was actually very well fed. It wore black robes with a wizard’s hat and on its belt was a small wand. It also wore glasses. On its chest was a symbol. It showed a white skull, with a golden dagger through the top of the skull and protruding from the mouth like a tongue. It had a red ribbon below it saying, in Black writing ‘Lestrange ‘Magus Meracus’’.

‘Follow me, please,’ said the Elf, and then led the three into a huge room. Harry guessed the room was probably ten times the size of a Quidditch Pitch. The room contained almost a thousand book shelves and each shelve contained close to a thousand books. Harry gazed in awe at the huge library.

‘This is the ‘Maiestas Bibliotheca’,’ said the Elf. ‘It is the largest library in the World, both Wizarding and Muggle. It holds books on a variety of subjects including Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, History, Muggle Literature, Muggle Science, Herbology, Astronomy, one of the Master’s favourite sections, he loves the sky. There is also Flying, Sport, Light Magic, Neutral Magic and Dark Magic. The Master requests that you use these books to do your Course Project.’ The House Elf led them to a desk were a large envelope sat. It was sealed with the same crest as Optio wore. The Elf clicked its fingers and three plump, leather armchairs appeared. The three sat down and Optio disappeared. Hermione reached forward and lifted the envelope. She broke the seal and took out the contents.

Dear Harry, Hermione and Draco,

The reason I am not here helping you with your Course Project is because when you do the advanced courses then your Professor isn’t allowed to help you. You have a choice of five Projects to do. You get to pick one between the three of you, so I’m letting Hermione pick as I know Harry and Draco will fight over day and night. Here are the choices:-

1. The Effects of Grindlewald’s Terror on Modern Wizardry. Maximum Grade Acceptable

2. The Dark spells used by Grindlewald and his followers. Maximum Grade Acceptable

3. Grindlewald’s Defeat. Maximum Grade Exceeds Expectations

4. Grindlewald’s Rise and Consolidation of Power. Maximum Grade Exceeds Expectations

5. Grindlewald: Early Life to Defeat. Maximum Grade Outstanding

‘So, which one should we do?’ asked Hermione.

‘I think we should do the Rise and Consolidation,’ said Harry.

‘I think we should do the Defeat,’ said Malfoy. Hermione grinned.

‘How about we do the Grindlewald: Early Life to Defeat?’ asked Hermione. Both Harry and Malfoy agreed.

‘Alright,’ said Harry, before his stomach growled. ‘I think we should go get something to eat.’

‘For once I agree with Potter,’ said Malfoy.

‘Fine,’ said Hermione, exasperated. They walked out to the Great Hall.

***

Harry, Hermione and Ron looked around the Common Room, bored out of their minds.

‘Come on,’ said Ron. ‘Let’s go play Quidditch.’

‘But, what would Hermione do?’ asked Harry.

‘I’ll watch,’ said Hermione, lifting her book. Harry got his cloak and the three of them walked out the portrait. As they neared the Quidditch Training Room, Harry looked out the window and saw several men and women. There were about 500 of them. Harry saw several figures out in front. One of them was Ares.

‘Let’s go down to the Entrance Hall,’ said Ron. The three walked down, under the Invisibility Cloak and waited out side the Entrance Hall. Harry saw McGonagall and Dumbledore rush out to meet Ares.

‘Who are these people, Ares?’ asked Dumbledore.

‘They are the Army of Light, Professor,’ said Ares. Harry heard Hermione gasp beside him. That split noise had alerted the attention of several people. Professor Dumbledore, Ares and several of the other people standing there turned around.

‘You three, go back to your dormitories,’ said Ares, although he was grinning. The three friends walked back towards the Sixth Year Prefect Gryffindor Common Room. When inside, they removed the cloak.

‘Why did you gasp?’ asked Ron.

‘I just didn’t expect the Army of Light to show up,’ said Hermione.

‘Who are the Army of Light?’ asked Harry.

‘It’s an order of wizards that was founded around 150 years ago,’ said Hermione. She went and got a book. She opened it at a specific page and began to read.

‘One of the most anti-Pure Blood superiority groups to have arisen is the very powerful Army of Light. Founded in Dublin, Ireland on the 17th of March 1858, it was originally called the Brotherhood of Light. The brotherhood was originally there to use Peaceful ways to help over throw the Pure Blood dominated International Confederation of Wizards. During the first few years, Informants helped to destroy the BOL so in Manchester in 1867, the leaders sat down and started to re organise the Brotherhood. During the reorganization, two leaders were captured and sentenced to death by Walking the Veil. The Brotherhood sent a daring rescue mission suffering three deaths and seventeen injuries. The two leaders were successfully rescued.

In 1913, to combat the Pure Blood Volunteer Force or the PBVF, later renamed the Knights of Walpurgis, a group of Wizards, both Pureblood and Muggle Born, formed the Wizards Volunteer Force or the WVF. Both were looking for a way to fight each other over the control of the International Confederation of Wizards. In 1914, when the Muggle World was plunged into war, the International Confederation of Wizards worked round the cloak to make sure that the Muggle war didn’t affect wizards. The Brotherhood took this as their time to strike so in 1916, groups of BOL men, members of the WVF and the Wizarding People’s Army all together launched an attack on Wizarding London. Taking over several important areas including Diagon Alley, the Ministry of Magic and Merlin’s Green. A bitter week long conflict began between the Rebels and the International Army accompanied by the British Wizarding Army. It resulted in the surrender of the rebels on the sixth day of the uprising. A military court executed 16 of the 18 leaders of the rising, by Avada Kedavra Firing Squad, and interned thousands without trial. The leader of the WPA was too wounded to stand so he was Kedavred in a chair.

In 1918, the Rebels were released from Prison. Under the direction of Colin Michaels, the BOL, the WVF and the People’s army all merged to form the Army of Light. The launch a guerrilla campaign against the International Confederation of Wizardry and finally in 1921, Muggle Born Wizards were finally allowed to attend the International Confederation of Wizardry after the Peace Treaty was signed.

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10. Christmas at the Manor

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- CHAPTER TEN -

Christmas at the Manor

`So, what do you think this Army of Light is doing here?' asked Ron.

`There here probably to defend Hogwarts. After the last time Malfoy sent men in here, there were only twenty T.M. members. Next time, there will be hundreds,' said Hermione.

`So how do you think Ares knows this Army of Light?' asked Harry.

`His grandfather was one of its members. Colin Michaels is Ares' grandfather on his mother's side. The ironic thing is that Snape's grandfather was part of the Army of Light and actually only died a few years ago,' said Hermione. The three friends were talking. Tomorrow was the start of the Christmas break. They were busy discussing it when Ares walked over to them.

`Harry, Hermione,' said Ares. `I was wondering if you want to spend your Christmas at my Manor. The Weasleys and a lot of the Order will also be there. You could also invite your parents if you wanted Hermione.'

`That be great,' said Harry.

`I'll owl my parents straight away,' said Hermione. She ran up the stairs and into her room. She came down around two minutes later and said that Ebony, her owl, was on his way to her parents. Just as Ares sat down in a chair, Crookshanks jumped up into his lap.

`Hello Tiger,' said Ares, scratching Crookshanks' ear.

`Tiger?' asked Harry, grinning.

`Sorry, it just looks like a Kneazle I used to know,' said Ares, looking at Crookshanks. `Wait a minute, Crookshanks?'

`That's his name, how do you know that?' asked Hermione. Ares grinned.

`Quite ironic that you got this Kneazle Hermione,' said Ares. `Its mother belonged to another Muggle Born Gryffindor Prefect.'

`Who?' asked Hermione.

`Lily,' said Ares, looking at Harry and Hermione with a grin on his face.

`My mum?' asked Harry. Ares nodded.

`Wow,' said Hermione. Ares took out a picture. He handed it to the three friends. It was a picture of eleven people. There was a girl with shoulder length red hair. She had a cat, identical to Crookshanks in her lap, and a boy had his arm wrapped around her. The boy was tall and thin, with a thin face. He had hazel coloured eyes that were framed with gold glasses. His hair stuck up at the back. Harry's parents were together and a lot happier than the last time Harry had seen them in Snape's Pensieve. Harry recognised two people in the back. They were younger versions of Neville's parents, Alice and Frank Longbottom. Harry saw a younger version of Sirius with is arm draped over a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. The shape of her face was oddly familiar to Harry. Harry saw Peter sitting on the floor playing tossing corks to Tiger, Lily's cat. He also saw a younger version of Remus with a girl with brown hair and green eyes sitting on his lap. Then Harry spotted Ares. Ares was a real shock. He had his long black hair tied in a ponytail, and his face was cleanly shaven. He was dressed in a sort of armour. His chest was covered in grey leather. He also wore the grey leather as shoes and gloves. He was also wearing black robes. Harry spotted a silver earring in his ear. It was a centaur. He was standing beside the girl Harry saw in the Pensieve.

`That picture was taking in your parent's 7th Year, after I had left school. Dumbledore asked several people to return to Hogwarts to help defend it encase of an attack,' said Ares, before walking out. The three friends also stood up and went to do some homework. Ron went off to do some Divination, which according to Ron was now the best subject in the world. Harry and Hermione started walking to Ares' library. They met Malfoy there.

`Alright, we have pretty much all about his rise and fall, but not one book has Grindelwald's past in it,' said Hermione, exasperated. They knew that Grindelwald was a former Hogwarts prefect, who, guessing by his ideology was probably in Slytherin. The checked the lists for Slytherin for about the time that Grindelwald would have been at Hogwarts.

`What about this guy, Lucius Malfoy XIV?' said Harry, with a grin looking at Malfoy. Malfoy glared daggers at him.

`If Grindelwald had been a member of my family, I think I would know,' said Malfoy.

`Look at this guy,' said Hermione. `Patrick Belial Abaddon Lestrange. Born 1889 in the small Wizarding village of Hogsmeade, just outside Hogwarts, Patrick excelled at several things including Quidditch, Chess, Myth and Legend storytelling, Duelling, Shuntbumps and Swivenhodge. In 1900 he started Hogwarts and was sorted into Slytherin. He became a Prefect in his fifth year and was renowned for sitting around the fire in the Slytherin common room telling them of the stories of Wizarding Legends like the Irish Giant Fionn Mac Cumhaill and the Wizarding Knight Grindelwald.'

`Grindelwald,' said Harry.

`Let's have a look at this guy,' said Malfoy. They searched all the books and after five painstaking hours of research, they found out the Grindelwald was really Patrick Belial Abaddon Lestrange. They went back to lunch, wondering was Patrick Lestrange any relation to Ares.

`Well, look at Ares' brothers and sister-in-law. They're as evil as evil can be,' said Hermione. When they got to the hall they separated to their tables.

***

Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were all waiting by the doors of the Great Hall. They would be going to Ares' Manor in a few minutes. Ares came out a few minutes later, carrying a twig. He let each of them touch it and they were off, with Harry feeling the familiar hook under his navel. The touched down on a huge field. Harry looked up. They were in front of a huge, black marble Mansion. They walked through the huge Oak doors that had golden handles and into the Entrance Hall. There were three doors from there.

`That door on your left leads to the Bedrooms. The door on your right leads to the Recreational rooms and the door in front of you leads to the Dining Hall,' said Ares. The five of them walked forward into the Dining Hall. It was as big as the Great Hall in Hogwarts. The floor was made with black marble while the walls were a blue marble. The ceiling was made of a white rock but had several paintings on it. Harry saw the other Weasleys, Mr and Mrs Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George all sitting at a huge dining table. Beside them were Lupin, Tonks, Kinglsey Shacklebolt, Mr and Mrs Granger, Luna Loovegood and also a man with shoulder length brown hair that was going grey at the roots. He had a very thin, brown eyebrows and extremely pale blue eyes. The last person at the table was dressed a pinstripe, brown suit with a brown bowler hat in his hands.

`Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, come in, let Burly take your cloaks,' said Ares. A House Elf appeared next to Ares. Like Optio he was dressed in black robes with a wizard's hat and on its belt was a small wand. On its chest was the same symbol that was on Optio's robes. It showed a white skull, with a golden dagger through the top of the skull and protruding from the mouth like a tongue. It had a red ribbon below it saying, in Black writing `Lestrange `Magus Meracus''. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all handed Burly their cloaks, who was quite able to handle them all because he was a lot bigger than most elves. It was then Ares saw the man at the end of the table.

`Séan,' started Ares, but then stopped when he saw the look Séan was giving him. Ares answered the look in a strange language. `Fumalom yuo yark mi.' Séan stood up, holding a heavy parchment file and walked out of the room with Ares. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny all said hello to all of the other guests. They sat down and ate their meal. After the lunch, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all decided to explore the house. They went to the rooms and after half an hour they found a room that wasn't a bedroom. It was a huge room filled with Quidditch things. The found a huge collection of Broomsticks. The first was an elegant, thick oak handle. It small black cursive writing was the words `Oakshaft 79'. It was signed by two people. The first was Elias Grimstone and the second was Jocunda Sykes.

`Who's Elias Grimstone and Jocunda Sykes?' asked Harry.

`Elias Grimstone invented the Oakshaft 70 and Jocunda Sykes flew it over the Atlantic. She was the first person to ever fly over the Atlantic on a broomstick,' said Hermione. The next broom was a thin ash handled broom. It held in red writing `The Moontrimmer'. It was also signed in black ink by Gladys Boothby, who invented the broom. The next broom was very similar to the Firebolt only it was made of Silver Birch. It held the signature of Leonard Jewkes, and in black writing it said `Silver Arrow'. The next set held several similar types of brooms. The first six all had the signatures of three men. `Bill, Bob and Barnaby Ollerton had all signed each of the first six brooms. The last five didn't have the signatures. The first broom had the name `Cleansweep' on it in bold, black, block letters. Each of the following Cleansweep then a number in Roman Numerals. They were about to continue looking at the when Mrs Weasley called Ron and Ginny downstairs. Hermione was about to walk out as well when Harry grabbed her wrist, spun her around and kissed her. Hermione pulled him out and into one of the spare bedrooms. She pushed Harry down on the bed, tucked her hair behind her ear and climbed onto Harry. Harry then stole her lips again. Something came over them and before they knew it, Hermione was sitting in her skirt and a bra while Harry was already down to his boxers. The continued kissing while Hermione slipped her hand into Harry's boxers. Harry moaned when Hermione gripped his fast growing member. He gasped in pleasure as Hermione began thrusting he r hand up and down.

`Hermione!' shouted Mrs Granger, from downstairs. `Come down!' Hermione and Harry jumped back, both blushing. The hurriedly put on their clothes and walked downstairs. When they got down they found Mrs Granger waiting for them. Mrs Granger frowned as she saw her normally neat, tidy daughter now looking scruffy, untidy and unkempt. Her hair was in a mess and her clothes looked hurriedly put on. Harry was the same but Mrs Granger barely knew what he was like so she didn't think anything of it.

`We're all going to Diagon Alley. Go fix yourself up dear, you look a mess, and is that a bruise on your neck?' asked Mrs Granger, in what seemed like one breath.

`Yeah, fell out of bed this morning,' said Hermione, hoping she wasn't turning red. Her and Harry went back up to their rooms and got them selves looking more respectful. Harry walked down the stairs into the kitchen and was joined five minutes later by Hermione.

`So, we ready to go?' asked Ginny.

`Oye,' answered Ares.

`Oye?' asked Ron.

`Oye, yes, were ready to go,' said Ares, looking at Ron like he had an extra head. They walked to the fire and Mrs Weasley took down some Floo Powder. After Ron, Ginny and Mr Weasley had gone through the fire to Diagon Alley Harry stepped forward, took some Floo Powder and threw it in the fire.

`Diagon Alley!' shouted Harry. After a very dizzying ride to through the Floo Network, Harry burst out into the Leaky Cauldron.

`Harry,' said a large man, lifting him to his feet. He was about the same height as Ares, with cold, grey eyes and very short brown hair with stubble on his face to match it.

`Who are you?' asked Harry, starting to get worried. The man blinked his left eye and it turned from the cold grey colour to Ares' sparkling crystal blue eye.

`That's what I have to do to go out in public with a 25000 Galleon award on me, with a 5000 Galleon award for me head,' said Ares. He then winked again and his eye became the same cold grey colour as it was before. By the time they had done this the rest of the party had arrived. They started walking out back and out of the blue, Ares said to a man beside him, `Hello Mick,' and began to walk away.

`Do I know you?' asked the man, Mick. Ares cursed, causing Mrs Weasley to frown at him. He turned to Mick, looked at the ground and then back up.

`Ar…' started but Ares mouthed something to him. Mrs Weasley saw what he had mouthed to Mick and she hit him round the head.

`There is no need for obscenities, especially with children in the room,' said Mrs Weasley. Mick got into the group. Mick was a tall man, about an inch smaller than Ares, with very pale skin, almost white. He had very pale blue eyes. His hair was long and slick.

`How are you doing?' asked Mick, quietly as they walked into Diagon Alley.

`Okay, I've been staying at the Manor,' said Ares. `I need you to get a message to Dumbledore. Tell him to set up a meeting for the Order at the Manor tomorrow night, around eight. Tell him it's very important.'

`Sure Ares,' said Mick, before disapperating. The group then broke apart to go separately to buy Christmas Presents. Ron and Harry made their way into a jewellery shop. Harry was instantly drawn to the necklaces. He then saw an advert and knew it was perfect for Hermione.

CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR YOUR LUCKY LADY

This enchanted golden necklace will immediately change for the girl you love. The centre jewel will turn to her birthstone and will bring her closer to you than ever before.

Price: 75 Galleons

`Interested, my good man?' asked the salesman.

`Yeah, I'll take it,' said Harry, handing over a bag filled with gold. The salesman handed Harry a gold necklace with a dull grey coloured jewel. The moment it touched Harry's hand the jewel turned a beautiful Sapphire Blue.

`Ah, you're in love with a September,' said the Salesman.

`I know,' said Harry with a smile.

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11. Christmas is Cancelled

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- CHAPTER ELEVEN-

Consider Christmas Cancelled

The group all got back to Ares' house at about eight o'clock in the evening. Christmas Eve was coming to an end. The group walked up the stairs for bed. At around eleven o'clock, Harry, who couldn't sleep, walked down the stairs. He had been thinking about earlier on with Hermione. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he saw Hermione sitting on the settee reading a book.

`Hi,' said Harry, sitting down beside her. She smiled and leaned forward and kissed Harry. Harry ran his tongue over her bottom lip and she willingly let Harry enter. Their tongues duelled for possession of Hermione's mouth with Harry winning. Harry started travelling down and kissed her neck. A moan escaped Hermione's mouth.

`Hermione, Harry!' yelled Mrs Granger. `What do you think you are doing?' Harry and Hermione jumped away from each other. Mrs Granger stood at the bottom of the stairs looking absolutely irate.

`Mom,' said Hermione, trying to think of an explanation. `We where… just…, um…'

`Just what, Hermione Elizabeth Granger? A young woman like you shouldn't be doing that. Don't look at me like that Hermione!' shouted Mrs Granger. They heard someone else on the stairs. It was Ron, Mrs Weasley, Mr Weasley, Mr Granger and Ares. At the site of Hermione, with a few buttons undone, and her hair messed up, it was quite obvious what they had been doing. Ares looked like he was forcing back a laugh, Mrs Granger was frowning, Mr Weasley looked politely confused, Mrs Weasley looked surprised while both Ron and Mr Granger looked like they wanted to find the best way to torture and kill Harry.

`I think that everyone should go to bed,' said Ares, looking at his watch. `Separate beds Harry and Hermione.' Ares then walked up the stairs in laughter. The group sauntered up the stairs, with Mrs Granger trying to restrain her husband. The Grangers walked into their room, as did Mr and Mrs Weasley. Ron walked into his and Harry's room.

`Goodnight `Mione,' said Harry, before kissing her. They broke apart and went to their separate rooms. Harry opened the door and walked in. The moment he closed the door, he felt a hard thud against his face. He looked up from the ground, dazed, and saw Ron looking menacingly at him. Harry stood up, his head bleeding a bit and turned around to face Ron.

`What was that for?' asked Harry.

`How could you? You knew I liked Hermione. How could you steal her from me?' asked Ron. He threw a punch at Harry, but Harry using his Seeker reflexes was able to duck it. Ron yelled in pain as his fist hit the wall.

`What do you mean I stole her from you? Hermione was never yours to steal!' shouted Harry. Ron charged at him, but Harry was able to move again, and Ron crashed into the dressing table. Under the tall boy's weight, the dressing table collapsed with a huge bang. Ron then charged again at Harry and connected this time. Harry flew backwards, through the window. Harry barely knew what was happening as he fell. As a last ditch effort he grabbed hold of the window ledge.

`Ron, help me!' pleaded Harry. Ron lifted a piece of wood from the broken dressing table and walked to the window. He raised the wood above his head and aimed for Harry's fingers. Just as he brought the wood down, Harry saw a knife hit Ron in the shoulder, firing him back. Harry felt a hand grab him and pull him in. Standing before him was Ares, with the Grangers, the Weasleys, Ginny and Hermione standing behind him. Ares frowned as he looked around. He retrieved his knife from Ron's shoulder and pulled out his wand. He healed Ron's shoulder and fist, Harry's head and then repaired the wall, window and dressing table.

`What in the name of Merlin were you two playing at?' asked Ares. Harry looked round and Ron.

`Well?' asked Ares. Then it dawned on him, when he saw Ron looking at Hermione. `Hermione, Ginny, outside.' Rather than arguing with the man holding a wand and a knife, the two girls walked out,

`Fighting over a girl?' asked Ares. Harry and Ron nodded. `For the love of Merlin. Teenagers!'

`You were fighting over Hermione!' exclaimed Mrs Weasley.

`Harry knew I liked her, so he decided to steal her from me!' said Ron.

`First of all Ron, she wasn't your to begin with. Secondly, I didn't know you liked her!' said Harry. Harry saw the door open.

`I told you two to wait outside!' said Ares. Then he saw it wasn't Hermione or Ginny. It was Séan.

`General. The order has arrived,' said Séan.

`Thank you,' answered Ares. Ares swept past the rest of the group. It was then Harry saw that he was in his Army of Light uniform. The Uniform had brown leather breastplate with brown leather gauntlets. Ares also had a long black cloak on. The shoulder straps of the cloak were gold with a two silver wands crossed. The collar of the uniform had two golden wands crossed on top of a red background. The group, including Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione followed Ares. Ares entered the Dinning Room and seated at the table was every other member of the Order. Everyone from Oliver Wood to Albus Dumbledore sat at the table.

`You four, go out!' ordered Mrs Weasley.

`Why can't we hear what they have to say?' asked Ron.

`This matter doesn't concern you four,' said Mrs Weasley.

`Actually, Molly, it will probably eventually concern them, probably Harry as well and definitely Hermione,' said Ares. Mrs Weasley looked irate. She turned to Ares.

`There only children,' said Molly.

`And they have seen more of this war than you have!' said Ares. That shut Mrs Weasley up pretty quickly.

`What is the manner of this meeting Lestrange?' asked Snape.

`You're supposed to be our spy, why don't you tell me?' asked Ares. `My scouts have discovered, what we thought was a Death Eater base. It wasn't though.' He paused for a second.

`What is it, Ares?' asked McGonagall.

`How many you have heard of Dachau, Belsen or Auschwitz?' asked Ares. Several people in the groups' eyes opened wide in horror.

`You don't mean… a camp?' asked Arthur.

`There are over ten thousand people there, with enough food to feed five hundred people. They are systematically starving to death,' said Ares. He threw down some photos. Those who saw them gasped in shock. Molly's eyes filled with tears. `Those that Malfoy wanted to take out of jobs and schools were sent straight to this camp. The rest of those in the camp are the families of the Muggle Borns. Two thousand have already been buried in a mass grave.'

`What are we going to do about it?' asked Remus.

`I don't know what the Order is going to do about it, but I'm taking that camp apart tomorrow and I'm going to go through Macdonald like a man possessed,' said Ares.

`So that's the mission that the Dark Lord gave Macdonald,' said Snape.

`Now, Ares, don't do anything irrational,' said Dumbledore.

`Irrational! You think I'm being irrational?' shouted Ares. Ares looked ready for war. The General's uniform didn't help the situation either.

`I'm just saying, we need to think this through rather than storming the gate,' said Dumbledore.

`Listen old man, hundreds of people die every day in that camp. I'm taking it tomorrow. Do I make myself clear Dumbledore?' asked Ares.

`Like crystal Ares. I am saying this for your sake and for the sake of the Army of Light,' said Dumbledore.

`Good. Colonel Anderson!' shouted Ares. A man dressed in an Army uniform walked forward.

`Yes General?' said the Colonel.

`Have the men ready to move out a zero, three hundred,' said Ares.

`Yes Sir!' shouted Anderson, before walking away.

Harry couldn't sleep at all that night. He heard the Army of Light moving out at 3 o'clock. He finally left his room at around ten o'clock. He walked into the kitchen and saw Hermione sitting talking to Ginny. When Harry sat down they suddenly stopped talking.

`What are you two talking about?' asked Harry. Ginny blushed.

`Nothing,' said Ginny. Mr Weasley came in looking worried.

`Kids, go up stairs now!' ordered Mr Weasley. Harry, Ginny and Hermione, troubled by the look on Mr Weasley face walked up the stairs quickly. They hid at the top of the stairs and got some of Fred and George's Extendable Ears out.

`What news is there?' asked a quiet Remus.

`The Army was victorious in liberating the camp,' said Dumbledore. `Unfortunately, Voldemort knew they were coming. Thirty three Soldiers fell at the camp, eighteen are critically injured and one was captured.'

`What rank was he?' questioned a new voice, one of the Army who hadn't gone to battle.

`It was Ares,' said Dumbledore. `He was ambushed by the Death Eaters and captured. Luckily Colonel Anderson was able to put a tracking charm on Ares. We have his location.'

`Where is it?' asked Snape.

`Riddle Manor,' answered Colonel Anderson.

`Get the order together. We need to get him out of there,' said Remus.

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12. The War God is Released PG-13

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- CHAPTER TWELVE-

The War God is Released

`What happened at the Battle Anderson?' questioned Snape.

`It was a place of evil. There was a fifteen foot high wall surrounding it, with T.M. soldiers on the watchtowers of the wall. The people were divided into three sections. The males were sent to work building the nearby town. The women were put to work on the farms around the camp to feed the Dark Army. The third section was the sick and the dying who weren't feed. Once they died, the inmates of the camp had to bury them. The conditions inside the camp were horrific. When we went in we found that the people were given food once a week. The food would be held in the middle of the camp and it was effectively the strongest got feed while the weak starved. We fired destruction curses at the door. This attracted the attention of the guards who were killed with arrows. We gained the gate way before continuing. We split into four squads. One went to each section while the General went with a team to capture Macdonald. I was in the General's team. We got to the main tower where Macdonald was. Ares dispatched the ten, eleven guards who watched over the entrance. We blew the door and entered the first floor. There were about fifty guards. We dispatched them quickly. We then went to the second floor. There we found some Death Eaters. We quickly got rid of them before ascending to the final level. Macdonald was sitting at the desk in the office as if he was expecting us. We were then ambushed by fifty Death Eaters. About half of the group died in the battle. After the fifty Death Eaters were dead, the General ordered us out of the room so he could take Macdonald himself. We heard a fight on inside and then we heard an evil cackle. It was neither the General nor Macdonald. It was Voldemort. He captured Ares, put him on to a Portkey and escaped, but not before I could put the tracking charm on him.'

`We need to get Lestrange out of there,' said Snape. `He knows too much. The Dark Lord will break him, mentally and physically.'

`Why would Voldemort do that?' asked Tonks. `Wouldn't he just use Veratiserum?'

`No, for two reasons. Lestrange is a master Occlumens and also the fact that the Dark Lord enjoys breaking the strong. Had it been someone weak, he would just use Veratiserum,' said Snape.

`Why can't you use Veratiserum on someone who is a master Occlumens?' asked Tonks.

`Veratiserum, like Legimency takes control of your mind. It's the same way the Imperious Curse works. Someone trained in Occlumency will be able to throw Legimency, Veratiserum and the Imperious Curse off with ease,' said Snape. `That's why Master Occlumens have to be registered as if they have to give evidence at a trial then they can't be administered Veratiserum so they can't always be trusted.'

`Everyone should retire for the night while we determine the plans for rescuing the General,' said Anderson. The group walked out into the hall and saw Harry, Ginny and Hermione standing there.

`How much did you hear?' asked Snape.

`All of it,' said Harry. `I'm going with you to rescue Ares.' Hermione and Ginny gasped while the adults looked on in shock.

`What?' asked Snape, looking livid.

`I'm going to Riddle manor to rescue Ares,' said Harry.

`Harry, I do not think that is a wise decision,' said Dumbledore.

`I agree sir, but I also don't think it was a wise decision to keep me in the dark until I was sixteen but you still did that,' said Harry, staring into Dumbledore's eyes.

`Very well Harry,' said Dumbledore.

`I'm going with him,' said Hermione, grabbing Harry's hand.

`Me too,' piped up Ginny.

`No, young lady, you are not,' said Mrs Weasley. `Know go up to your room Ginny, we need to talk to Hermione and Harry.' Ginny had to be physically dragged by two Army members and restrained in her room.

`We will be setting out at dawn. You two will accompany Colonel Anderson and Remus,' said Dumbledore. `Now I suggest you go to bed. You will need your strength for tomorrow.' Harry and Hermione ran up the stairs.

***

The group was assembled at the front of the house waiting for Professor Dumbledore to activate the Portkey. Dumbledore came out, activated the Portkey and Harry felt the familiar tug at his navel. The scene he saw looked all too familiar. The graveyard. The graveyard where he had been tied up. The graveyard where he had been cut open with a knife. The graveyard where Cedric had been murdered. The graveyard where Voldemort had been reborn. The group walked quietly towards the manor atop the hill. Hermione and Harry had their wands drawn and they were holding hands. Dumbledore muttered a spell and the group turned silent and invisible. They came to a small hole in the wall, about the size of a Quaffle that had been blocked off with metal bars. Harry looked through the holes in the bars and gave a silent gasp. There were four people in the room. Wormtail, cowering with his silver hand. Lucius Malfoy, looking very smug. Ares, chained to the wall with slashes covering his bare chest. His head was held low as he was unconscious. And the final person, if you could call him a person, had just entered the room. Voldemort.

`Wake him up Lucius,' said Voldemort. Harry felt a sharp pain in his scar. Malfoy kicked Ares in the chest. With a grunt Ares awoke.

`Hello Concsio. How are you?' asked Voldemort, with a sneer. Ares looked up at the Dark Lord, who was only about a foot away from him. Ares muttered something obscene at Voldemort. The Dark Lord then removed his wand.

`Crucio!' yelled Voldemort. Ares began to writhe in pain, much to the satisfaction of Voldemort and Malfoy. Wormtail was still cowering. No matter how many curses Voldemort launched at Ares, he wouldn't cry out in pain.

`Keep up the good work Wormtail,' said Malfoy, as he and the Dark Lord left the room.

`Now,' said Dumbledore, quietly. Remus cast a spell on the hole and the bars disappeared. He then pointed his wand at Wormtail. The group descended through the hole and into the room. Remus removed the chains on Ares' wrists. Harry then noticed how cold it was. Suddenly Harry could only see fog. Thick white fog. Harry heard a triumphant scream.

'SIRIUS!' Harry heard his own voice yell. 'SIRIUS!'

`There's nothing you can do, Harry-' said Remus.

`Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!'

`- it's too late, Harry.'

`We can still reach him-' shouted Harry. Suddenly Harry saw something. Not fog, but the tattered black curtain of the veil.

`How could you do this to me Harry? Why did you leave me?' Harry heard Sirius' voice shout. Then everything went black.

***

Harry opened his eyes and saw the white Hospital wing of Hogwarts. Harry sat up.

`Welcome back Mr Potter. You gave us quite the scare,' said Madam Pomfrey. Harry looked around and saw that the bed beside him was occupied by a sleeping Ares. He looked terrible. His chest had been healed, but the many scars remained. His face had a long scar cutting through his lips. He was deadly pale and unconscious.

`Don't worry Potter. Professor Lestrange will be fine. Now drink this,' said Pomfrey, forcing a potion down Harry's throat.

`Hello Harry,' said a voice from the other side of the room. It was Professor Dumbledore. `I came to check on how you were doing.'

`I feel fine Professor,' said Harry.

`Yes, I can see that. Well I shall be on my way. I will tell Madam Pomfrey to leave you a Dreamless sleep potion,' said Dumbledore.

`I don't need one Professor,' said Harry. `I haven't had a nightmare in months.'

`Since you left you Aunt and Uncles?' asked Dumbledore. Harry nodded.

`That is because of Ares,' said Dumbledore. `When he was going to Azkaban, he created a potion to expel the effects of the Dementors. The potion had the additional affect of stopping the effects of any form of depression. This effect also started for anyone who came into regular contact with Ares. Unfortunately, Voldemort knew about this and had a potion brewed to bring the Dementor's effects back. Ares would brew another potion only it is far too dangerous.' With this said Dumbledore got up and left.

***

Harry awoke the next morning with a ticklish, brown substance in his face. He then realised it was Hermione's hair. She had fallen asleep beside his bed. She awoke as soon as Harry moved.

`Harry,' she said, with a smile on her face. She then leapt up and kissed him. The continued to kiss for about five minutes until there was a cough behind them. They broke apart, blushing, and turned and looked at Madame Pomfrey.

`You can go Mister Potter,' said Madame Pomfrey. Harry got changed and came out from behind his curtain just as Ares was leaving the hospital wing.

`Bloody woman's going to be the death of me,' muttered Ares as he walked down the hall, after downing a potion. Harry and Hermione giggled. Just as they walked down the corridor, McGonagall came to talk to Ares.

`Ah, Ares, Professor Dumbledore wanted me to inform you that we have some guests,' said McGonagall.

`Who, Professor?' asked Ares.

`Last night three schools were attacked,' said McGonagall. `Durmstrang, Beauxbatons and Betathen were all attacked, killing several people.' Upon McGonagall mentioning Betathen, Ares' eyes widened with worry.

`Muireann and the kids? Sara and Delores?' asked Ares.

`They are fine,' said McGonagall. Ares sighed with relief.

`Also, she is here,' said McGonagall. Ares groaned. He then imitated a girlish, high-pitched voice.

`You know you're not aloud near them kids. Blah Blah Blah, I'm a big fat…' Ares put in a word here that caused McGonagall to yell at him, `toad. Well, I must go say hello.'

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13. The War God is Released R! WARNING! UNSUITABLE FOR UNDERAGED

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

THIS CHAPTER IS RATED R. IT IS A MORE IN DETAILED VERSION OF THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER! IT ISN'T ANYTHING SEXUAL, JUST MORE GORY. DON'T READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE AND ALSO DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SQUIMISH ABOUT BLOOD DETAIL!

- CHAPTER TWELVE-

The War God is Released

`What happened at the Battle Anderson?' questioned Snape.

`It was a place of evil. There was a fifteen foot high wall surrounding it, with T.M. soldiers on the watchtowers of the wall. The people were divided into three sections. The males were sent to work building the nearby town. The women were put to work on the farms around the camp to feed the Dark Army. The more eye-catching women were sent Macdonald. The third section was the sick and the dying who weren't feed. Once they died, the inmates of the camp had to bury them. The conditions inside the camp were horrific. When we went in we found that the people were given food once a week. The food would be held in the middle of the camp and it was effectively the strongest got feed while the weak starved. We fired destruction curses at the door. This attracted the attention of the guards who were killed with arrows. We gained the gate way before continuing. We split into four squads. One went to each section while the General went with a team to capture Macdonald. I was in the General's team. We got to the main tower where Macdonald was. Ares slaughtered the ten, eleven guards who watched over the entrance. Not one of the guards lived. The General gets a rather blood lust in battle and his blade shone red very quickly. One guard was cut in two from the stomach to the throat upon the General's steel. We blew the door and entered the first floor. There were about fifty guards. We dispatched them quickly and savagely for they were in the processes of raping some of the younger women of the camp. The General was particularly gruesome with one of the guards. He sliced his chest, removed his stomach and forced the guard to eat his own stomach. Then he severed the guard's neck. We released the girls before walking to the second floor. There we found some Death Eaters. We quickly got rid of them before ascending to the final level. Macdonald was sitting at the desk in the office as if he was expecting us. We were then ambushed by fifty Death Eaters. About half of the group died in the battle. After the fifty Death Eaters were dead, the General ordered us out of the room so he could take Macdonald himself. We heard a fight on inside and then we heard an evil cackle. It was neither the General nor Macdonald. It was Voldemort. He captured Ares, put him on to a Portkey and escaped, but not before I could put the tracking charm on him.'

`We need to get Lestrange out of there,' said Snape. `He knows too much. The Dark Lord will break him, mentally and physically.'

`Why would Voldemort do that?' asked Tonks. `Wouldn't he just use Veratiserum?'

`No, for two reasons. Lestrange is a master Occlumens and also the fact that the Dark Lord enjoys breaking the strong. Had it been someone weak, he would just use Veratiserum,' said Snape.

`Why can't you use Veratiserum on someone who is a master Occlumens?' asked Tonks.

`Veratiserum, like Legimency takes control of your mind. It's the same way the Imperious Curse works. Someone trained in Occlumency will be able to throw Legimency, Veratiserum and the Imperious Curse off with ease,' said Snape. `That's why Master Occlumens have to be registered as if they have to give evidence at a trial then they can't be administered Veratiserum so they can't always be trusted.'

`Everyone should retire for the night while we determine the plans for rescuing the General,' said Anderson. The group walked out into the hall and saw Harry, Ginny and Hermione standing there.

`How much did you hear?' asked Snape.

`All of it,' said Harry. `I'm going with you to rescue Ares.' Hermione and Ginny gasped while the adults looked on in shock.

`What?' asked Snape, looking livid.

`I'm going to Riddle manor to rescue Ares,' said Harry.

`Harry, I do not think that is a wise decision,' said Dumbledore.

`I agree sir, but I also don't think it was a wise decision to keep me in the dark until I was sixteen but you still did that,' said Harry, staring into Dumbledore's eyes.

`Very well Harry,' said Dumbledore.

`I'm going with him,' said Hermione, grabbing Harry's hand.

`Me too,' piped up Ginny.

`No, young lady, you are not,' said Mrs Weasley. `Know go up to your room Ginny, we need to talk to Hermione and Harry.' Ginny had to be physically dragged by two Army members and restrained in her room.

`We will be setting out at dawn. You two will accompany Colonel Anderson and Remus,' said Dumbledore. `Now I suggest you go to bed. You will need your strength for tomorrow.' Harry and Hermione ran up the stairs.

***

The group was assembled at the front of the house waiting for Professor Dumbledore to activate the Portkey. Dumbledore came out, activated the Portkey and Harry felt the familiar tug at his navel. The scene he saw looked all too familiar. The graveyard. The graveyard where he had been tied up. The graveyard where he had been cut open with a knife. The graveyard where Cedric had been murdered. The graveyard where Voldemort had been reborn. The group walked quietly towards the manor atop the hill. Hermione and Harry had their wands drawn and they were holding hands. Dumbledore muttered a spell and the group turned silent and invisible. They came to a small hole in the wall, about the size of a Quaffle that had been blocked off with metal bars. Harry looked through the holes in the bars and gave a silent gasp. There were four people in the room. Wormtail, cowering with his silver hand. Lucius Malfoy, looking very smug. Ares, chained to the wall with slashes covering his bare chest. His head was held low as he was unconscious. And the final person, if you could call him a person, had just entered the room. Voldemort.

`Wake him up Lucius,' said Voldemort. Harry felt a sharp pain in his scar. Malfoy kicked Ares in the chest. With a grunt Ares awoke.

`Hello Concsio. How are you?' asked Voldemort, with a sneer. Ares looked up at the Dark Lord, who was only about a foot away from him. Ares spat in the Dark Lord's face. The spittle had a distinct red tinge. Blood. Voldemort wiped his snake like face with a handkerchief and threw it at Wormtail. He then removed his wand.

`Crucio!' yelled the Dark Lord. Ares began to writhe in pain, much to the satisfaction of Voldemort and Malfoy. Wormtail was still cowering. No matter how many curses Voldemort launched at Ares, he wouldn't cry out in pain.

`Keep up the good work Wormtail,' said Malfoy, as he and the Dark Lord left the room.

`Now,' said Dumbledore, quietly. Remus cast a spell on the hole and the bars disappeared. He then pointed his wand at Wormtail. The group descended through the hole and into the room. Remus removed the chains on Ares' wrists. Harry then noticed how cold it was. Suddenly Harry could only see fog. Thick white fog. Harry heard a triumphant scream.

'SIRIUS!' Harry heard his own voice yell. 'SIRIUS!'

`There's nothing you can do, Harry-' said Remus.

`Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!'

`- it's too late, Harry.'

`We can still reach him-' shouted Harry. Suddenly Harry saw something. Not fog, but the tattered black curtain of the veil.

`How could you do this to me Harry? Why did you leave me?' Harry heard Sirius' voice shout. Then everything went black.

***

Harry opened his eyes and saw the white Hospital wing of Hogwarts. Harry sat up.

`Welcome back Mr Potter. You gave us quite the scare,' said Madam Pomfrey. Harry looked around and saw that the bed beside him was occupied by a sleeping Ares. He looked terrible. His chest had been healed, but the many scars remained. His face had a long scar cutting through his lips. He was deadly pale and unconscious.

`Don't worry Potter. Professor Lestrange will be fine. Now drink this,' said Pomfrey, forcing a potion down Harry's throat.

`Hello Harry,' said a voice from the other side of the room. It was Professor Dumbledore. `I came to check on how you were doing.'

`I feel fine Professor,' said Harry.

`Yes, I can see that. Well I shall be on my way. I will tell Madam Pomfrey to leave you a Dreamless sleep potion,' said Dumbledore.

`I don't need one Professor,' said Harry. `I haven't had a nightmare in months.'

`Since you left you Aunt and Uncles?' asked Dumbledore. Harry nodded.

`That is because of Ares,' said Dumbledore. `When he was going to Azkaban, he created a potion to expel the effects of the Dementors. The potion had the additional affect of stopping the effects of any form of depression. This effect also started for anyone who came into regular contact with Ares. Unfortunately, Voldemort knew about this and had a potion brewed to bring the Dementor's effects back. Ares would brew another potion only it is far too dangerous.' With this said Dumbledore got up and left.

***

Harry awoke the next morning with a ticklish, brown substance in his face. He then realised it was Hermione's hair. She had fallen asleep beside his bed. She awoke as soon as Harry moved.

`Harry,' she said, with a smile on her face. She then leapt up and kissed him. The continued to kiss for about five minutes until there was a cough behind them. They broke apart, blushing, and turned and looked at Madame Pomfrey.

`You can go Mister Potter,' said Madame Pomfrey. Harry got changed and came out from behind his curtain just as Ares was leaving the hospital wing.

`Bloody woman's going to be the death of me,' muttered Ares as he walked down the hall, after downing a potion. Harry and Hermione giggled. Just as they walked down the corridor, McGonagall came to talk to Ares.

`Ah, Ares, Professor Dumbledore wanted me to inform you that we have some guests,' said McGonagall.

`Who, Professor?' asked Ares.

`Last night three schools were attacked,' said McGonagall. `Durmstrang, Beauxbatons and Betathen were all attacked, killing several people.' Upon McGonagall mentioning Betathen, Ares' eyes widened with worry.

`Muireann and the kids? Sara and Delores?' asked Ares.

`They are fine,' said McGonagall. Ares sighed with relief.

`Also, she is here,' said McGonagall. Ares groaned. He then imitated a girlish, high-pitched voice.

`You know you're not aloud near them kids. Blah Blah Blah, I'm a big fat…' Ares put in a word here that caused McGonagall to yell at him, `toad. Well, I must go say hello.'

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14. Sara, Del and Deloras

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

- CHAPTER THIRTEEN-

Sara, Del and Deloras!

Harry and Hermione followed Ares down to the Entrance Hall. There were many people standing in it. Several Hogwarts students were joined by students from Durmstrang, in blood red robes, students from Beauxbatons, in fine, blue silk robes and also students in pale green robes. Harry guessed that those students where from Betathen. Also in the Entrance Hall were many adults, including several Hogwarts teachers. Snape, Harry noticed, was standing beside a pretty woman, in her late thirties, with long, silky black hair and piercing blue eyes. Snape was holding a young girl of about five, who also had black hair and blue eyes. Beside the woman and Snape were two boys, one about the seventeen and the other about thirteen. The older of the two was a younger looking version of Ares, only with grey eyes and greasy black hair. The other boy looked like Snape did in the Pensieve that Harry had seen the year before. Ares grinned when he saw them. He walked straight to them.

`Ares,' said the woman, automatically kissing his cheek and hugging him. `Severus told me what happened. Are you all right?' Ares eyed Snape.

`I'm fine, Caitlín' he said, looking at the woman.

`What is he doing here?' shouted a woman, with a girlish, high-pitched voice. A girlish, high-pitched voice that Harry recognised all too well. Ares cursed. They all turned around and saw Delores Umbridge, Harry's fifth year Defence Against the Dark Arts.

`Delores,' said Ares, through gritted teeth.

`Lestrange,' said Umbridge. She turned to Dumbledore. `Dumbledore, why is he here? Especially when my two nieces have been here this entire year and my third niece has just arrived.'

`Delores, Ares is the school's Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher,' said Dumbledore. Ares gave Umbridge a Malfoy like smirk.

`But that's illegal. You know Dumbledore that he isn't allowed within contact with Natalie, Sarah and Delores. He isn't allowed to be near them. He will have to leave. It is against the law for him to stay,' ranted Umbridge.

`It's also illegal to use the Cruciatus Curse, Delores,' said a sneering Ares.

`Your point being. I never used the Cruciatus Curse.'

`It's also illegal to use a Cruscrip Quill,' said Ares. Umbridge looked evilly at Ares.

`I swear to Merlin, if you go near my nieces, I will have you killed,' said Delores.

`Really?' said Ares, removing his wand.

`Ares,' said Dumbledore, warningly.

`Professor, this woman and her father had my daughters removed from my care. This is not your concern,' said Ares, with pure venom in his voice, as he raised his wand to cursing height and pointed it at Umbridge.

`Aunt Delores?' questioned a girl, who was about twenty. She had long, silky blond hair and looked a lot like the girl Natalie that Harry saw in the picture and in the Pensieve. Upon seeing the girl, Ares dropped his arm to his side. Another woman walked beside them. She looked in her early thirties, with long blond hair.

`Ares?' asked the woman.

`Hello Sara,' said Ares. The tension in the room could be cut by a knife.

`Who is this?' asked the girl.

`This is Ares Lestrange, Del,' said Sara. `He was a friend of your mother's.' Ares looked sick at that use of the word friend. He looked away.

`Ares Lestrange? I read about him. He killed my mother's murderers,' said Del. `He gave up everything for her. You cared for my mother a lot, didn't you?'

`More than anything,' said Ares, though with a failing voice. `If you'll excuse me.' Ares walked away, towards Hogsmeade.

`Where's he going?' asked Del.

`Probably to the bar. The stupid man is an Alcoholic,' said Umbridge. McGonagall then did something very much unexpectedly. She walked straight up to Umbridge and slapped her.

`Never dare talk about Ares that way!' yelled McGonagall.

`It' true. Anytime I see him, he's always drunk,' said Umbridge, holding her cheek.

`That's because he always thinks of Natalie when any of you are here and he remembers what you did to him!' shouted McGonagall.

`I think we should perhaps move out the Entrance Hall. Professor McGonagall, could you please show our new female students where they can rest. Severus, please show our new male students their quarters and Professor Flitwick, if you would be so kind, show our Adult guests theirs,' said Dumbledore.

`Yes Headmaster,' said the three Professors.

***

`Is he alright?' asked McGonagall. She was talking to Dumbledore in the Entrance Hall at about midnight. Harry and Hermione were on their rounds.

`He is fine Minerva,' said Dumbledore. `Severus, Colonel Anderson, Arthur and Remus all brought him up to his room.'

`It took four of them?' said a shocked McGonagall.

`Ares is no small man Minerva,' said Dumbledore, trying to suppress a grin, as now was not a time to be laughing.

`I worry about him sometimes,' said McGonagall. `Life can be so difficult for some people.'

`Ah, Mr Potter, Miss Granger,' said Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall turned around and saw the two Prefects.

`Hello Professors,' said Hermione.

`Why don't you two retire for the night?' asked McGonagall. `If there is anyone out of bed now, we shall catch them.'

`Okay Professor,' said Harry.

***aHa

The Sixth years were sitting in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, waiting for Ares. At the door standing, was Umbridge and also her niece, Del. After about five minutes Ares walked in. He looked terrible. His skin was really pale, he had a tinge of green about him and his eyes were bloodshot.

`Excuse me class, I'll be back in a minute,' said Ares, who walked up into his office. He came back down a minute later looking fine, eyes normal, skin proper.

`Hangover removal potion, gotta love them,' said Ares, who now had noticed the two women at the door.

`Hello,' said Ares.

`Am, Professor, will it be okay if I sit in on your class?' asked Del.

`You hope to study Defence Against the Dark Arts? Did you not get an O on your NEWT?'

`Yes, I did. I want to teach and I hear that you're a good teacher,' said Del. Ares grinned.

`From your test results, you don't need my help. Who has been coaching you on teaching methods?' asked Ares.

`My aunt Delores,' answered Del. Ares grinned.

`Maybe you should take a seat,' said Ares, gesturing for her to sit down. The class laughed and Umbridge turned red and left.

`Now, today we shall be learning concealment techniques,' said Ares. The class sat up excited.

`There are many times when facing a Dark threat that concealment is better than direct engagement. The main concealment charm is a Disillusionment Charm. It isn't a very difficult spell to do, but unfortunately it only blocks out one sense. That is sight. You can't be seen but you can be heard, smelt, and felt. Those senses can be then blocked out with a Quietus charm, an Aromapedium charm and an Attactium spell,' said Ares. `Now today, I am going to perform the Disillusionment Charm on each of you. You will feel like someone has bashed an egg on your head. First of all, Dean.' Dean threw his head in his hands. Ares looked in shock.

`What is it sir?' asked Dean.

`Nothing, you just remind me of someone. Mostly the bottom half of your face. What's your mother's maiden name?'

`Smith,' said Dean. Ares shook his head, trying to remember something.

`Smith, it rings a bell, just can't place it,' said Ares. `And your father's name?'

`Simon Thomas,' said Dean. Ares gave up trying to remember.

`It's okay, you just look like a someone I used to know,' said Ares.

`What was his name,' asked Dean.

`Wayne Matthews,' said Ares. Dean looked at Ares with a shocked expression on his face.

`That's um… my birth father's name,' said Dean. `How did you know him?'

`He went to Hogwarts,' said Ares. Dean's eyes widened.

`What house was he in?'

`Slytherin,' said Ares. `Pureblood, but not a Death Eater supporter.'

`Wow,' said Dean, looking shocked. After Ares had put the Disillusionment charm on them, except Zacharias Smith, who Ares hit over the head with an egg. Zacharias thought this was normal until he saw that he wasn't invisible and had egg dripping down him. After everyone had been tested, Ares told them they could take a break for the rest of the class. The talked turned quickly to Quidditch.

`So Seamus, what do you think was the best goal ever scored?' asked Zacharias, after getting his head cleaned.

`Um, Barry Ryan, the one where he kicked the ball from his goal and scored,' said Seamus.

`That one was good,' said Malfoy. `But, he' pointing to Ares, `scored the best ever Quidditch goal.'

`Which one?' asked Ron.

`1982, Quidditch European Cup Final in Poland. He got the ball from the keeper, flew up, beat the three chasers, dodged three Bludgers, went round the keeper and scored,' said Malfoy.

`I've done that before,' said Zacharias, very pompously.

`Not against the Vratsa Vultures, arguably the best team in the World,' said Malfoy.

`Who won that match?' asked Parvati.

`Are you thick or something?' asked Anthony Goldstein. `That was the year the Magpies won the Treble.'

`What?' asked Parvati.

`League Championship, British and Irish Cup and the European Cup,' said Ares. `Do you want to see the match against Vratsa?' All the boys shouted yes and a few of the girls said okay. Ares got up and got out a small projector like object. Ares pressed a button on the projector and suddenly Harry saw him self in a stadium.

`Don't worry, this is only a memory. You can't change anything and can't talk to the people in the stadium,' said Ares. Harry then heard the announcer.

`Please welcome, the seven time European Cup winners, the Vratsa Vultures! CHOROLEEVA! UMAR! BURK! BATCHEV! ARNAUT! DIMOV! and LUKANOV!' Seven players wearing red and robes with a white vulture on their chest and backs. There names were in white letters on their backs below a name `Vraca Vulture'.

`And now, please welcome, there ninth appearance in a European Cup final, previously only winning it once, I give you, the Montrose Magpies. MACKINNON! BEATTY! JONES! LESTRANGE! GILROY! LENNOX! MILOSLAW!' Seven players flew out wearing Black Robes with white cloaks with a magpie on their chests and backs. There names were also on their backs in blue.

`Please stand for the national anthems. First the Polish national anthem,' said the announcer. The player flew down to the pitch.

Jeszcze Polska nie zginela,

Kiedy my zyjemy.

Co nam obca przemoc wziela,

Szabla odbierzemy.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,

Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,

Za twoim przewodem

Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Przejdziem Wisle, przejdziem Warte,

Bedziem Polakami,

Dal nam przyklad Bonaparte,

Jak zwyciezac mamy

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,

Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,

Za twoim przewodem

Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Jak Czarniecki do Poznania

Po szwedzkim zaborze,

Dla ojczyzny ratowania

Wracal sie przez morze.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,

Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,

Za twoim przewodem

Zlaczym sie z narodem.

`Now, the Bulgarian national anthem.'

Gorda Stara Planina,

Do nej Dunava sinej,

Sluntse Tkrakija ogr'ava,

Nad Pirina plamenej

Milo Rodino,

Ti si zemen raj,

Tvojta khubost, tvojta prelest,

Akh te n'amat kraj

Padnakha bojtsi bezchet,

Za naroda nash l'ubim,

Majko, daj mi muzhka sila,

Put'a im da prodolzhim

Milo Rodino,

Ti si zemen raj,

Tvojta khubost, tvojta prelest,

Akh te n'amat kraj.

`And now the Scottish national anthem.'

O Fhlúir na h-Albann,

cuin a chí sinn

an seórsa laoich

a sheas gu bás 'son

am bileag feóir is fraoich,

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

's a ruaig e dhachaidh

air chaochladh smaoin?

Na cnuic tha lomnochd

's tha duilleach Foghair

mar bhrat air lár,

am fearann caillte

dan tug na seóid ud grádh,

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

's a ruaig e dhachaigh

air chaochladh smaoin.

Tha 'n eachdraidh dúinte

ach air díochuimhne

chan fheum i bhith,

is faodaidh sinn éirigh

gu bhith nar Ríoghachd a-rís

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

's a ruaig e dhachaidh

air chaochladh smaoin.

`Why did they sing the Bulgarian and Scottish anthems?' asked Ron.

`Vratsa is in Bulgaria and Montrose is in Scotland,' answered Ares.

`Now the referee is talking to the two captains, Aleksandar Batchev and Ares Lestrange,' said the Announcer. `And the referee is about to get this match underway.'

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15. Then you will lose and you will die!

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- CHAPTER FOURTEEN-

Then you will lose and you will die!

`And now referee Aldo Ferrara, from Italy, will start the match. He releases the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch and lifts the Quaffle. And WE'RE OFF!' shouted the announcer as the referee threw the Quaffle into the air. Ares sped forward and grabbed the Quaffle.

`And Lestrange on the Quaffle, passes to Lennox, oh, that has to hurt, excellent Bludger attack from Burk. Batchev on the Quaffle, and he dodges Gilroy and he scores, from well outside the scoring area. That is Vratsa's expertise, the long goal. And MacKinnon passes to Gilroy, who goes up, oh, brilliant Porskoff Ploy, Lennox on the Quaffle, who does an extremely accurate Reverse Pass to Lestrange, who throws it up into the scoring area and Gilroy scores'. For ten more minutes the game stayed very close, with one team scoring and then the other team scoring. The game was now tied at 70 each.

`Dimov passes to Arnaut who shoots and excellent save from MacKinnon. He passes it to Lestrange, who dodges Arnaut, and Burk sends a Bludger at Lestrange, who dodges it. He takes it round Dimov and completely fools Batchev with a Transylvanian Punch,' said the Announcer. Ares had pretended to punch Batchev but didn't hit him and had sped on while Batchev flinched. `Lestrange dodges a Bludger from Umar and another one from Burk. He flies into the scoring area, he ROUNDS CHOROLEEVA AND SCORES!!!!! WHAT A GOAL FROM THE IRISHMAN.' Choroleeva then passed the ball to Batchev who had it taken from him by Gilroy and passes it to Ares who then scored. The Magpies dominated for another fifteen minutes and the scores were Vratsa 080: Montrose 140.

`Lestrange on the Quaffle - dodges Dimov, does a Sloth Grip roll to avoid the Bludger and passes to Lennox, who scores,' shouted the Announcer. Suddenly there was a cheer from the crowd as Lukanov and Miloslaw were in neck and neck chasing the little snitch. They were flying in and around the goals, around the chasers and Bludgers, even into the stand. In the confusion, Ares had been able to score six goals, just on his own.

`And WHAT A BLUDGER HIT BY JONES!!! LUKANOV IS DOWN AND OUT!!! MILOSLAW CATCHES THE SNITCH! MONTROSE MAGPIES ARE THE EUROPEAN CHAMPIONS! THEY HAVE COMPLETED A HISTORIC TREBLE!' shouted the Announcer. Ares and his team mates had all landing and jumped on top of Miloslaw. They did a celebratory lap of the pitch. They then landed for the award ceremony.

`Ladies and Gentlemen! Esteemed members of the Press and all you listening at home. What a match that was. We have several presentations to make, but first of all I think all the players deserve a big round of applause,' said a man, dressed in expensive robes. `My name is William Jeremy and I am the President of ESAQ, the European Wizards Association of Quidditch. The first presentation is to the runners up, the Vratsa Vultures. I will now hand out these medals to the Vratsa Vultures and their head coach.' He handed out silver medals to the Vratsa Vultures. `I will know perform the individual ceremonies. There are six categories. Firstly, best Keeper, goes to Elena Choroleeva.' He presented her with a small trophy. `The best Beater award goes to William Jones.' He presented him with a small trophy. `The best Chaser award goes to Ares Lestrange.' He presented Ares with a small trophy. `The Best Seeker goes to Simeon Miloslaw.' He presented him with a small trophy. `The Best Manager award goes to Hamish MacFarlan.' He presented the Magpies Manager with trophy. `And finally, the Golden Quaffle. The most goals scored through out the competition. It goes to an awesome Chaser, the best chaser of his day, and probably the best chaser that will ever grace Quidditch. The Golden Quaffle goes to 117 Goals in 8 matches by Ares Lestrange!' He presented Ares with a Golden Quaffle.

`Now I will present the Gold medals to the winners.' He gave each member of the Magpies a gold medal. A huge trophy was on a podium to the side. It was about three feet high and about one and a half feet with. It was made of silver with gold handles and a Golden Snitch on top. On the trophy were the words `Européen Sorciers Association de Quidditch' and `Champion de Europe'.

`And now to lift the trophy, Montrose captain ARES LESTRANGE!' Ares walked up to the huge trophy. He held it by the handles and lifted it up over his head while in the background huge amounts of black and white fireworks went off and the crowd cheered. Then the memory ended.

`Wow,' said the class.

`I've never seen a match like that,' said Neville.

`Well you would have all been about two or three at the time,' said Ares. `Or five in the case of Del.'

`That was a brilliant year. We were the only team to have won they're continental trophy, domestic league and domestic trophy in one year.

***

Harry was reading up in his room. Hermione came in and lay down and cuddled into him.

`What are you reading Harry?'

`The A-Z of Dueling curses, charms, hexes and jinxes.'

`Why are you reading that?' asked Hermione. Harry looked away.

`You're thinking about going after Bellatrix Lestrange. Aren't you?' asked Hermione.

`Yes. That among other things,' said Harry, thinking about the prophecy.

`What other things?'

`Nothing. It's nothing Hermione.'

`Harry, tell me.'

`It's something Dumbledore told me at the end of last year. After Sirius,' started Harry, but his voice failed him.

`Harry, please, tell me,' said Hermione, growing more and more worried.

`He told me why Voldemort wanted to kill me,' said Harry. `There was a prophecy. One told by Trelawney.'

`Harry, Dumbledore wouldn't believe anything that old fraud would say,' said Hermione, matter-of-factly.

`It was a real prophecy. Like the one she had in third year,' said Harry. `She said that the person who could defeat Voldemort will have parents who defied him three times and will be born at the end of July. When the prophecy was made there were only two people who fit that description.'

`So it mightn't be you Harry,' said Hermione, with hope in her eyes, as she didn't want Harry fighting Voldemort.

`No. The prophecy says that Voldemort will mark this child as his equal. And he marked me! Literally! And what's worse is the end of the prophecy. I must die at the hands of Voldemort or kill him. Murder or be the murderer,' cried Harry. `That is why I am reading these books. I must kill him. I am the only one who can, Hermione. Not Dumbledore, not Moody, not Remus, not Ron, not Ares, no one can defeat, except me. And if I fail, not only do I die. We all die Hermione.'

`Then go to Dumbledore. Ask him to train you. He surely knows of weapons that can defeat Voldemort,' said Hermione.

`Dumbledore has the power to kill, yes he does. But he can't. He can't teach me how to take life. He never has taken life,' said Harry.

`Then go to Ares. He is powerful in both Light and Dark magic. Something you will need Harry,' said Hermione. She kissed him and they got up. They walked hand and hand to Ares' office. When they got there, they saw Tonks walking in to talk to Ares. She didn't see them.

`Ares, can I talk to you?' asked Tonks.

`Sure Nymphadora, sit down,' said Ares. `What's the matter?'

`I'm late,' said Tonks.

`Late for what?' asked Ares. Tonks glared at him and then looked down. Ares then caught on.

`Have you told,' started Ares.

`No! We only spent one night together. He has enough problems without me telling him that I'm pregnant,' said Tonks. `He'll hate me for it. He'll hate the child for it.'

`No he won't Nymphadora. I've known the man for over twenty-five years. He won't hate you. He'll love this. He's always found it difficult with women. He'll be over the moon about this, if you excuse the pun. Now, on a more serious note, tell him, don't be morphing, it's bad for the child, and don't be lifting anything silver.'

`Okay, thank you Ares,' said Tonks, before leaving. Harry and Hermione walked in a minute later.

`Hi you two, walk can I help you with?' asked Ares. `And I know you were eavesdropping so if you have the same problem as Tonks then you're in trouble.'

`No, it's nothing like that,' said Hermione, but despite this she still was blushing. `We haven't done anything like that yet.' Harry's eyes widened at the use of the word yet.

`So what is it?' asked Ares.

`Um, would you, um be able to,' started Harry.

`Would you be able to teach him to fight?' asked Hermione. Ares remained still, not blinking or saying anything.

`Hermione, can I talk to Harry alone, please?' asked Ares.

`Sure,' said Hermione, walking out.

`Harry, why do you want to learn to fight?' asked Ares.

`So I can fight Voldemort,' said Harry.

`Do you think you can defeat Voldemort?'

`I don't know. I hope I can.'

`Then you will lose and you will die!' said Ares. `And it will be a waste of both mine and your time for me to train you. With your attitude, you should spend the rest of your time enjoying what's left of your short life.' With that, Ares stood up and left. Harry walked out.

`So, when do you start training?' asked Hermione.

`He said no,' said Harry. `And he told me that there was no use fighting. And it is true. I won't defeat Voldemort. I will die. I'll see you later Hermione.' Harry then ran off and Hermione burst into tears. Neither saw or heard Ares watching them.

`Open your eyes Harry!'

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