Chapter 11 - Phoenix Burning Part 2
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40 weeks later Odin Time
It was now August 20 and so many things had happened that it was hard to know where to start. He was sitting in his castle's living room. He was looking at the beautiful blue fire and looked at his wife Xiana. She was reading a book on ancient runes. He marvelled at her beauty and grace.
He remembered their training together. Harry was now realized how little magic wizarding schools really taught. Compared to ancient magic, today's school taught the equivalent of muggle parlor tricks. They could be so much more than they were.
The ministry and the wizengamot body were responsible for the poor magic curriculum being taught. They could allow for a much better curriculum, but Harry was sure that it came down to control and power on their part.
He had quickly learned that Xiana was an expert in wizarding customs and ancient laws. She had also taught him everything she knew of international Politics. After 6 months flux time he now had the equivalent wizarding knowledge of a pureblood wizard. He had learned everything that his father should have taught him had he not been killed. It was incredible how much Dumbledore had fucked his life.
After 6 months of in flux time, Harry had madly fallen in love with Xiana Zabini. He was madly and hopelessly in love with her. She never pressured him into anything, but she was always there for him. He had learned to open up his feelings to her. She was so good at reading him now. She knew when he was sad, happy, or angry. He had also found out that she had a wicked temper. His wife was not someone you wanted to piss off that's for sure. He remembered their first kiss together.
Harry Flashback #1 for August 6, 1997 9:00 pm
They were playing a game of Pool that he was currently winning. Just has he was about to sink the 8 ball in the left corner pocket, she leaned over and blew in his ear. Naturally he missed and she fell back laughing to pieces. She teased.
"What's wrong Potter? Can't make the shot when it counts?"
Harry blushed and said, "You just watch and see if I can't make the shot when it counts!" He said with a grin.
He took off after her and she squealed in delight and the great castle chase was on. After what seemed forever, he tackled her in the living room in front of the fire. By now they were both out of breath. He was lying on top of her. He was looking at her exquisite sapphire eyes and her beautiful red lips.
Xiana was lying on her back, gaining back her breath, when she noticed Harry looking at her. She looked back at him and her pulse must have doubled. She had never been so close to those gigantic emerald pools. He had the most gorgeous eyes in the world she thought.
His facial features were exquisite and sharp. His lightning scar stood on his forehead as a beacon of power. She felt herself melt into his arms. Suddenly he leaned close to her and she brought her right hand to the back of his head. Their lips touched and it felt as if a lightning bolt had energized her.
She had never felt this in all the times she had kissed. Granted it had not been that many, but she never had this feeling before. She noticed a blue glow surround them. He felt the strength and the heat of his passion for her. She could barely manage a coherent thought. She felt like she was going to rip her clothes off right then and there. Nothing mattered to her in the world except having Harry inside her. She was still a virgin, but by god she wanted him. She opened her mouth slightly and felt his tongue hungrily searching her mouth.
She had never felt such passion rise in her before. She now fully admitted to herself that she had hopelessly and madly fallen in love with this man. He was so intelligent, gentle, brave, and honorable. He had a body that she wanted to ravage beyond eternity. He tenderly ran his hands on her thighs. God she felt herself getting so wet, she couldn't help it. Eventually, Harry pulled from the kiss and said.
"Xiana, I have wanted to say this to you for a long time now. I just want to say that I have fallen in love with you. This is not a word that I have heard or used a lot of in my life. But I know how I feel. I have never before felt that way about anybody before. Over these last months, you have become my best friend, my confident, and I trust you implicitly. Above everything else I admire you."
Xiana found herself crying at those words. She had wanted to hear him say that for a long time now. She could see the love and caring in his eyes. This was the most heartfelt words anybody had ever said to her. She knew what a harsh upbringing he had, and yet he above anyone else truly understood the real meaning of love and compassion.
"Harry, I have never before loved or cherished anybody as I do you. You have awakened a spirit in me that I thought was lost when my twin died. You know all about my family, and yet you have found it in your self to love me. I just wish to tell you that I love you above all others. I cherish you and honor you. "
She could see the tear falling off his eye. She grabbed a hold of him and kissed him with such passion that both their body was shuddering with expectation. After an hour of kissing, Harry finally found the strength to pull away and said.
"Xiana, I have to stop or I don't think I will be able to control myself much longer. I want our first time to be special."
"I understand love. I want our first time to be special too. It is tradition for women of my clan to wait for their nuptial night to loose their virtue. It doesn't have to be that way with us though." Xiana replied.
"Traditions are important Xiana. I can wait as long as it takes." Harry replied.
From then on, Harry strived to make their every moment together special. He would conjure flowers, or make a special meal. Outside of flux time, they made many overnight stays to different parts of Europe. They went back to France. They visited Greece, Italy, and Naples. Their favourite stay had been in the desert overlooking the Nile with the pyramids as a background. They both found a special pull in the ancient land of Egypt. They could not really explain why. They did this until that very special day on August 15.
End Harry Flashback #1
Over these last 20 months, Harry had absorbed all of his tutor's knowledge to the point where he was also a master in their arts. From his transfiguration tutor he had learned to be an animagus. He was an extinct Egyptian imperial eagle. They were once one of the most feared predators of the sand country. They were jet black and had the sharpest beak, and most powerful talons of any raptor. They had a 10-foot wingspan and could stay airborne indefinitely.
He loved the freedom of his animagus form. 4 months ago flux time, they had gone back to Egypt and transformed into their animagus forms. They had spent until 1:00 am in the morning soaring over the moonlit desert over the ancient Valley of the Kings. The spectacular raw beauty of the desert night had been a moment that he would never forget. He now had many calming memories from which to pick from for his Occlumency practice.
He had also learned how to conjure just about anything and mix it with his duelling and battle strategy. He could conjure shuriken stars, stilettos, obscuring fog, walls, and other weapons. As long, as they were simple and did not include any intricate parts. He could never conjure a muggle gun or any of these types of weaponry. He also learned how to use his conjuring skills towards creature comforts. He could conjure muggle reclining chairs, tea, a full scale English breakfast, and all sorts of different foods. He would never ever go hungry again, that's for sure.
With his charms professor he had furthered expanded his theory and concepts behind wards, curses, and jinxes. He especially concentrated on practical charms for setting up perimeter alarms and personal space detection charms. Everything he learned he tried to come up with ways to incorporate in duelling or in grand scale battle strategies. With his in depth knowledge of Occlumency and Legilimency he had also become a master obliviator. He knew what sectors of the brain to concentrate on, and how to modify, or plant false memories. That had taken quite a while.
His biggest accomplishment had been his final mastery of the ancient dark magic of the high priests. After nearly 4 years flux time Anubis himself declared him a master sorcerer of ancient knowledge. Anubis told him that the ancients would be very proud of him. He could now call forth the darkest of armies. His favourite was the jackal warriors set in the image of Anubis himself.
They stood about 8 foot tall and were pitch black in color. Their faces were the shape of jackals; their hands were adorned with 1-inch claws that could shred anybody's throat. For weapons, they carried scimitars in their left hand and a Kama in their right hand. They were impervious to curses even the unforgivables. They could only be taken down via hand-to-hand combat. A connecting sword strike to the body would cause them to dissolve. The problem was that they were very accomplished combat fighters as well. With his wand at its maximum power, he could conjure up to 200 of these fighters. They were truly fierce warriors. The spell used to conjure them is Zi-Pà-úrgu-Mìna.
In terms of magic theory they were simply an incredible work of conjuring mixed with transfiguration. He had been able to accomplish the same thing with his scorpion men. They were the same size as his regular scorpions, but sported the body of a man, with scorpion legs, pincers, and stinger. They however could think on their own and set their own targets. These were the major ones.
He had had also learned some pretty harsh curses. Some of them would cause the person to develop severe arthritis. The spell for that one was Ñìri-Edakua-Diþ. Some would cause a person to slowly develop dementia. The list went on and on.
He was also finished with his martial art training. He had fully implemented the weirding way with his sword and martial arts training. The result was truly devastating. The saying nothing comes easy was truly was truth incarnate. His training had not been easy or cheap. However for the first time since knowing the prophecy, he know had a fighting chance against Voldemort.
Shortly after Harry had been going steady with Xiana, he had divulged the contents of the prophecy to her. She had cried at first, but soon realized that there was nothing that could be done but to keep fighting until the end. Not once had she ever had second thoughts about their relationships when she learned of the prophecy. If it was possible, her love for him had become even greater.
Of course it was not just him that had become a fierce fighter. His wife was well on her way to mastering the weirding way of combat. He had divulged to her his findings in apparating, his discovery of Naquadah and Naquadria, his success in wand making, his blood and bone potions. At first she had been flabbergasted at his discoveries. She firmly believed that his discoveries alone merited the order of Merlin 1st class. He had instructed her in muggle sciences. He also introduced her to muggle technology such as computer and taught her Occlumency and Legilimency based on the muggle computer model.
She was now a master occlumens herself and her Legilimency were coming along nicely. He had greatly improved her duelling skills as well. She had never beaten him in a duel, which at first pissed her off tremendously but soon she switched from trying to beat him into simply getting their duel to a draw. She had succeeded twice. On her first draw, he had gotten her a basilisk cloak with a hood. On the back of her cloak, he had engraved the same scorpion design that was present on his cloaks. She had been pleased with her draw and present.
Another facet which Harry was had been very pleased with was how quickly she was picking up the dark arts. Contrary to popular belief, simple parseltongue magic can be learned by those who do not posses the gift. They cannot go as in depth as one who has the gift but enough to be dangerous. Most of her learning's however had come from his Viking dark arts books. She had mostly studied Necron's six volumes. Like him, she had memorized those books and was now quite proficient with the curses.
Harry had spent most of his time with Xiana, but she was not the only ones that he had trained at Potter castle. As previously arranged with Bill and Fleur, they had come by on weekends and entered flux time with them to train in Occlumency, duelling, and dark magic. They were coming along quite nicely. Harry had started training them to fight as a battle unit. He had them learn different formation and had signals. They were starting to become very proficient at this type of fighting.
His joy at seeing their progress was also expressed by the rest of the group. They were becoming confident in their abilities and were very grateful to be able to take part in his training. During some leisure time, he had showed Bill and Fleur Potter castle. They had been quite taken with the layout and beauty of the place. Fleur absolutely loved the castle grounds. Harry was glad to have them as friends. They had participated as Druid and Druidess during their marriage ceremony.
Harry remembered his two favourite days. August 12 and August 15. He had proposed to her on the 12th and they had been married on the 15th.
Harry Flashback #2 for August 12, 1997
Harry remembered waking up that morning feeling very nervous. He could usually put on a good poker face. That morning however even Xiana had noticed how tense he was. He told her that he had some business to do at Gringotts and that he would be back as soon as he was done there. She told him she would see him this afternoon then. She was apparating back to France to do some shopping.
The previous day, Harry had gone into his workshop and spent the afternoon casting and engraving a Naquadria ring. This was going to be her wedding ring. Harry had finally decided to ask Xiana to marry him today. The ring itself was going to comprise a beautiful sapphire as the centerpiece. He was going to crown it with a wraith of ultra pure diamonds. The blood runes inlaid in the Naquadria were going to be inlaid with emeralds. He had finished the main ring. He needed to get the sapphire and diamonds from his vault and a professional jeweller to mount the centerpiece.
That morning to his amazement he had managed to get the gems and found a jeweller to mount them without any incident. The fact that he had worn a disguise might have helped quite a bit. Later that morning he came back and decided to set the stage. He asked Dobby and Winky to set up a Gazebo by the cliff overlooking the ocean. He told them what he wanted for supper and to choose some high quality champagne.
Xiana had come back that afternoon wearing a beautiful white dress with lilies on it. Harry had fallen in love with the dress. She had been radiating beauty that day. He had told her that they were going to have supper outside overlooking the ocean. That night the view had been spectacular. After supper Harry had rigged his muggle music box with some slow songs. Harry had asked her to dance, and as the sun was setting, Harry pulled out a black velvet box and got down on one knee. He had opened the box and pulled out the ring. He then asked her to marry him.
Xiana had broken down crying tears of joy. Harry had never seen her so excited and happy. She had immediately accepted. They had set their wedding day for August 15. That night was going to be a full moon. Xiana had a lot of Celtic blood in her she wanted a Druid wedding. She wanted follow the ToriatalCeremony. This was the most ancient wizard Celtic marriage ceremony. It went back thousands of years before Christianity. The witches of her family were Wicca's.
Harry had no problem with that. During his free study period, he had taken the time to research his family history. He had predominantly Celtic blood in him. One of his early ancestors had been one of the last Druid priests of the Scottish highlands before Christianity had come to England's shores. Xiana was a master of ancient lore and customs. He told her she could have anything she wanted. He explained his Celtic blood and agreed to build the ancient shrine.
Harry was going to build a brand new scaled down version of Stonehenge in polished black granite. The rest of the night they danced and kissed.
End Harry Flashback #2
Present day, Harry sat there still staring at the crackling flames in his fireplace. Xiana was still studying her book. His thoughts invariably went back to the preparation for their Druid wedding. Xiana had shown him the ritual and what was needed. He had been amazed at the beauty and serenity of the ritual. This ritual was laid down in antiquity. It is hardly practiced by witches and wizards anymore due to the blood ritual, which is involved. Due to the ministry idiots and the good old Wizened Maggots, they banned it because it resembled dark magic too much.
How in the name of Merlin can a ceremony celebrating love, life, and fulfillment be considered dark? Here was another reason he had to crush the ministry and establish laws that actually make sense. He needed a male confidant to speak as the voice of the North and South. He also needed a female confident to speak as the voice of the East and West. Bill and Fleur were going to speak as Druid and Druidess.
With this in mind, he made sure that Odin's Eye was set to take its maximum radius, so that he could work on the terrace and erect his Stonehenge. He first needed the find the terrace's magical nexus. This is where the highest concentration of magic is found. He had been surprised to find it halfway between the castle and the western cliff. It was particularly strong and Harry wondered about that. After finding the center, Harry began building the outer circle dolmens. The major causeway opening to the northeast embraces the direction of the most northerly risings of both moon and sun.
He began by transfiguring thirty highly polished black granite slabs called sarsens. He set them upright. Each stone was ten feet tall. They were aligned in a circle, with thirty lintels perched horizontally atop the sarsens in a continuous circle. He then built an inner circle composed of similar stones, also constructed in post-and-lintel fashion but set in a semi circular pattern.
In the center, he erected a 20-foot tall by 10-foot wide by 3-foot thick granite slab. The slab was polished to the highest sheen possible. The center slab itself tapered to a point facing the sky. Both faces of the slab were facing North and South. He had followed Xiana's instruction and engraved the major Northern and Southern constellations on their appropriate faces at their specific locations on the face.
He then cut a 10-foot high by 6-foot wide archway within the center slab. The base of the archway contained a 1 inch thick Naquadah plate with was inlaid in the granite floor. This had been his addition. If he was right, the center of the magical nexus upon which the center piece and the Naquadah plate was located would greatly amplify any land base magical energy which emanated from his ancestral land.
It's no wonder it had taken him a month to build the whole thing. Transfiguring the massive granite slab, polishing and then properly setting them in their correct order had been utterly draining. Thank god for his wand or he would have been in a coma. Speaking of wand, he had to finish Xiana's wand for their wedding day, as he needed her blood on a full moon to finish off the blood runes. She needed to do this as well for her wedding ring.
Her wedding ring was no ordinary ring. Harry had charmed it to be an indefinite portkey using his new neutrino apparition signature. The Naquadria would use her magical energy and amplify it to recharge her portkey. He had been able to layer 6 different coordinates into her ring. He had made the charms permanent. He had placed a summoning charm, an invisibility charm and a remove me not charms that would be keyed to her blood and magical signature only.
Anybody trying to remove her rings would suffer the equivalent of the crucio spell. With one word she could cause her ring to become invisible. He had put that one on for battle situations. If she were caught, they would never know that she had a portkey on her. She could either activate her portkey by voice or touch. She would be able to get out of any sticky situations.
Another very good day for him had been when he had brought Neville and Luna into his camp. He couldn't keep himself from smiling when remembered the shock on their faces when they had seen him. Neville almost wet himself in disbelief. He had a million questions. Harry had taken the time to properly Legilimens Neville and found out that Neville had no love loss for the ministry and thought that Dumbledore was somewhat off his rocker.
He also determined that Neville had full confidence in him and felt deep down that he would be instrumental in the defeat of Voldemort. Neville wanted to help him and secretly felt that he would love to have the chance to kill Bellatrix Lestrange. In further scanning his mind Harry found that Neville had a mental and power block put on his magic.
Why in the fuck did he have that in place, Harry thought. He asked him if he would help him find Luna because he needed to explain a lot of things to them and needed their help for a ceremony. He promised Neville a full explanation of everything. After all the damn prophecy could as easily been about Neville.
He told Neville to grab a hold of him and he apparated them both to Luna's house. Harry felt lucky that she was home. He was scared that she was still in Sweden hunting for the Crumpled-Horned-Snack or something like that. He also took the time to Legilimens Luna and found out her same distaste for the ministry as well as Hermione.
She had not appreciated her condescending remarks concerning her beliefs. She was very close to her father and apparently the ministry had given her dad a lot of grief over his articles supporting him. Deep down, he found out, that she really liked Neville, and deeply respected Harry for his abilities. She though he was a close friend of her. Well Harry thought she was not wrong.
Harry needed people he could trust. Although he found Luna to be slightly unorthodox, she was exceptionally intelligent and was solidly in his corner. Back at the DOM she had been one of the few to last to the end of the fight with the death eaters. Harry had an enormous respect for her bravery and intelligence.
He finally asked them if they minded following him, because he had a lot of things to explain to them. He asked them to take a wizard oath that they would not reveal any information that they were about to hear and see. He told them that he was taking them to the Potter ancestral home. They both took the oath and agreed to follow him. Harry created a portkey in front of them to their utter shock.
Within seconds they had landed near the gazebo on the western terrace of the castle. Both Neville and Luna had their mouths open and were doing a fine imitation of a Gobi fish. He called Winky and asked her she could bring some refreshment for them.
She curtseyed and told them she would be back in 5 minutes. True to her words, tea, cinnamon biscuits, and scones were served. Harry decided to start from the time he left Hogwarts and after 3 hours of straight talking finally worked his way up to his wedding.
Harry had provided proof when needed in his story. When he was done even Luna was shocked to the core. Neville looked like he wanted to murder the headmaster. Luna was royally pissed at his former best friends. In her books true friendship is a sacred bond. In her books they abused and took advantage of him to further their own agenda. To Luna that was a religious faux pas. Neville had been completely mesmerized by the training he had put himself through.
Neville asked him if he could show them some of the ancient dark magic. Harry had gladly agreed. He needed them as friends and allies so he was willing to do what it took to secure them. He decided to conjure 10 of his large scorpion. They both heard him hiss and suddenly ten giant scorpions materialized in front of them. Neville had gone as white as a sheet. Luna eyes were as big as biscuit plates.
Harry banished his scorpions and turned back to Neville. He apologized to Neville for scanning his mind, but he explained that he had to make sure about him before he divulged his secrets. Neville just waived it off saying he understood completely. Had he been versed in the mind arts, he would have done the same thing.
Finally, Harry explained to Neville the strange block that he had seen, and asked him if he wanted them removed. Harry explained that this could be one of the reasons why his magic had been affected. Neville had been surprised at first but now wanted them broken at all cost.
Harry took them to the castle passing by his newly built Stonehenge. Luna looked really intrigued by its design. They reached the castle and made their way to the library. Harry called Anubis to him. Both Luna and Neville were surprised to see the snake. Of course they knew that Harry was a parselmouth.
Harry told Neville to sit down. He told Anubis what he had found while scanning Neville's mind and told him about the blocks he found. Anubis agreed to act as his anchor if Harry pushed himself too far. Harry sat right in front of Neville and connected to his eyes. Within seconds, he was navigating through the recesses of Neville's mind until he found the block.
The process involved helping Neville use his core energy to erase the offending signature. He began by helping Neville find his core energy. With Harry's help he was able to charge his PONS with his core energy. Harry and Anubis helped enlarge his magical channels. This took nearly two hours. They had to go slow, or Neville would pass out on them. Eventually, the real battle began.
Inside Neville's mind, Harry explained to him to picture and ice pick and use it to stab the offending energy sphere. When Neville penetrated the sphere with his imaginary ice pick, they began channelling his core energy to the sphere. After an exhausting 20 minutes, the sphere finally let go and the block was released.
The block had been there to artificially reduce the size of his PONS. In the process his memories retention and magical power had been limited. With these blocks out of the way, Neville should have full access to his memories and his true magical powers. Neville had tears in his eyes and thanked Harry profusely.
Access to his memories he did. He now knew who had put the blocks on him. Neville although exhausted, was in a towering rage and hissed one word, "Dumbledore! Why did that bastard put these blocks on me?"
At that point, Harry decided to reveal the prophecy to both Luna and Neville. When he was done Luna had tears in her eyes and Neville had reached a life altering decision. Neville looked Harry in the eyes and begged him to allow him to join in. Luna did the same. He told them that he would be honored to have them on his side and that after August 21 if they wanted they could come and train with Harry until school starts. They both agreed to come.
He explained to them that he would teach them the mind arts as well as the dark arts. They both became excited. Finally he asked them if they could stay for supper because he wanted them to meet Xiana and he asked them if they wanted to be part of his wedding party.
Their jaws dropped and then Neville stood up, gave Harry a huge hug, and congratulated him. Luna did the same but gave him a big kiss on his cheek. Harry explained that they would be having an ancient Celtic Druid ceremony and explained to them what it entailed.
They were both excited and agreed to stand with him on his wedding day. With that said Harry stood up. He was exhausted after helping Neville, but it was worth it. They found Xiana, and Harry made the introductions. He told her that both Luna and Neville were fully aware of his status and that they were willing to join them against Voldemort and the Ministry.
They ate supper after which Harry gave them a tour of his ancestral home and then made a port key for them. He told them the date and time of the wedding and made them additional portkey. He told them to hide them carefully. On his wedding day, the portkey would send them to his trunk portkey room, just in case the order decided to somehow track them. Maybe he was getting paranoid but better safe than sorry. That day had been a very good day indeed.
Back from his thoughts, Harry asked his wife if she wanted a drink. She told him a nice brandy would go well just about now. Harry went to the bar and poured them both a Napoleon and came back to his seat. It was now 9:00 pm. He gave her the drink and gently kissed her on the lips. She looked up and smiled at him.
"I love you!" he said.
"Love you too beloved" she replied. He smiled and went back to his favourite reclining chair.
He turned around and looked back into the fire. He found his mind taking him to the day of the wedding.
August 15 Harry Flashback #3
Harry reflected back on the events of that day. He had managed to see Griphook and his lawyer Mr. Stenton earlier that morning. They had filled and processed his emancipation papers. Mr. Stenton had many contacts at the ministry and with a little bribe money from Harry things had been expedited that same day. His file had suddenly made the top of the pile. That afternoon, his approved papers had arrived via portkey to his trunk manor. He had previously told Griphook to file a copy in his vault and send him a copy to be kept at his castle.
To his surprise his OWL scores had been delivered to Griphook. "I suppose if the ministry Owl's can't find you, so they figure that you are going to stop at the bank some time in the future." Wow the ministry had use a thimble full of logic. Harry hoped that the event was recorder for posterity. Then he had spent the rest of the day going over the wedding ritual.
Dear Mr. Harry James Potter:
Enclosed are your scores from the June sittings of your Ordinary Wizarding Levels. The exams were graded impartially and all judges and examiners were tested with veritaserum to ensure no bias. This step is undertaken each year to guarantee reliability in our tests. We look forward to testing you again 2 years hence in your Newly Exhausting Wizarding Tests, good luck with your academic career at Hogwarts.
The grades available are as follows:
O- Outstanding
E- Exceeds Expectations
A- Acceptable
P- Poor
T- Terrible
N/A- didn't take the exam offered
An 'O' score is worth two owls, an 'E' or an 'A' is worth one owl. 'P' and 'T' scores are worth zero owls. The difference between an 'E' and an 'A' may be seen in the NEWT classes you are eligible to take. The difference between 'P' and 'T' is solely for you own knowledge, to see how close you came.
In addition, the highest score of the year in each subject will receive the Governor's Award, those recipients, along with the Top Ten overall scores, will be given a medal. If you received the highest score of the year in a particular subject, a score of 'O+' will be shown, as well as your name being on the list at the end. A designation of + shows the highest grade attained in over 400 years of Hogwarts history.
Scores for Harry James Potter, Gryffindor, are as follows:
Ancient Runes: N/A
Arithmancy: N/A
Astronomy: E
Care of Magical Creatures: O
Charms: O+
Defence Against the Dark Arts: O+ (with distinction)
Divination: A
Herbology: E
History of Magic: A
Muggle Studies: N/A
Potions: O
Transfiguration: O
You have received a total of 14 OWLs Mr. Potter, congratulations. The Top Ten students of the year are as follows:
1. Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
2. Harry Potter, Gryffindor
3. Hermione Granger, Gryffindor
4. Terry Boot, Ravenclaw
5. Blaise Zabini, Slytherin
6. Daphne Greengrass, Slytherin
7. Ernie Macmillan, Hufflepuff
8. Hannah Abbot, Hufflepuff
9. Michael O'Connell, Ravenclaw
10. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin.
The Governors' Awards go to the following students:
Ancient Runes: Blaise Zabini, Slytherin
Arithmancy: Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
Astronomy: Hannah Abbott, Hufflepuff
Care of Magical Creatures: Hannah Abbot, Hufflepuff
Charms: Harry Potter, Gryffindor
Defence Against the Dark Arts: Harry Potter, Gryffindor
Divination: Parvati Patil, Gryffindor
Herbology: Neville Longbottom, Gryffindor
History of Magic: Hermione Granger, Gryffindor
Muggle Studies: Sebastian Smith, Hufflepuff
Potions: Draco Malfoy, Slytherin
Transfiguration: Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
We congratulate these winners, on their outstanding efforts in academic excellence. You represent the best and brightest of your generation.
Griselda Marchbanks
Ministry of Magic
Xiana had given Harry her design for his wedding ring. She wanted it made with the same material as hers with the blood runes and all. The main difference was that the blood runes were inlaid with sapphire gems. The centerpiece of his ring was a flawless emerald inlaid with his family crest.
The crest was a black unicorn and a griffin. Both of them were made of black diamonds and inlaid in the emerald. He had the jeweller do the finer settings. By the time he had accomplished that task it was nearly 5:00 pm. He went to his trunk to pick up Neville and Luna. By 5:30 pm Xiana joined him and greeted Bill and Fleur. They all went back to the castle to get into their formal robes.
It was already 7:00 pm in the evening. The wedding party had already completed two practice rituals. Luna was wearing a beautiful sky blue robe with an emerald looking vines for border. She had the major southern constellations embroider on her robe.
Neville was wearing sand colored robe with the major Northern constellation embroider in silver. Bill representing the Druid of ceremony was wearing a beautiful gold robe embroider in silver with ancient Celtic rune symbols representing the elements. Fleur representing the Druidess was wearing a gorgeous silver robe embroider in gold with the same Celtic runes as Bill.
Bill as the Druid was going to preside from the outer circle from the North entrance of his newly built shrine. Fleur as the Druidess was going to preside the ceremony from the outer circle also, but on the South entrance of the shrine. Neville would stand at the inner circle Northern location facing south. He would speak for North and the East. Luna would also stand at the inner circle Southern location facing north. She would speak for South and the West.
Harry himself was wearing his emerald robe. The borders of his robe were embroidered in silver showing the Celtic symbols for the elements in a repeating pattern. The back of his robe was embroidered in gold showing the Northern constellations. The front of his robe was also embroidered in gold and showed the Southern constellation.
Xiana for her part was wearing a deep sapphire robe. The borders of her robe were embroidered in gold showing the Celtic symbols for the elements in a repeating pattern. The back of her robe was embroidered in silver showing the Southern constellations. The front of her robe was also embroidered in silver showing the Northern constellation.
Bill couldn't help thinking how beautiful they both looked. They radiated power and beauty. Harry's shrine in the original design of Stonehenge was perfect. Again he began loathing the ministry for taking away their birthright. The ancient wizarding marriage ceremony dated back millennia's. How dare they take away their heritage?
Bill now knew without a doubt that this was how he wanted to get married. He looked at Fleur, Luna, and Neville and he could tell from their faces that they had come to the same conclusion he had. He was brought back from his musing when he noticed Fleur light her wand. Bill called out the wedding party. It was now time for the marriage ceremony to begin.
The wedding party all walked to their positions. They all took out their wands and cast the torch spell. Then as one, they all intoned, "Welcome!"
{The Druid and Druidess then say, "Oh Great Spirit/Goddess we ask for your Blessing on this our ceremony."
Druid: Let the four directions be honored that power and radiance might enter our circle for the good of all beings.
North: With the blessing of the great bear of the starry heavens and the deep and fruitful earth, we call upon the powers of the North.
South: With the blessing of the great stag in the heat of the chase and the inner fire of the sun, we call upon the powers of the South.
West: With the blessing of the salmon of wisdom dwelling within the sacred waters of the pool, we call upon the powers of the West.
East: With the blessing of the hawk of dawn soaring in the clear pure air, we call upon the powers of the East.
Druidess: May the harmony of our circle be complete.
Druid: We stand upon this Holy Earth and in the Face of Heaven to witness the Sacred Rite of Marriage between Harry and Xiana. Just as we come together as family and friends so we ask for the Greater Powers to be present here within our Circle. May this Sacred Union be filled with their Holy Presence.
(Pause)
By the power vested in me, I invoke the God of Love whose name is Angus Mac Og to be present in this Sacred Place. In his name is Love declared.
Druidess: By the power vested in me I invoke the Goddess of the Bright Flame whose name is Brigid to be present in this Sacred Place. In Her name is Peace declared.
Druid: In the name of the Ancestors whose Traditions we honor,
Druidess: In the name of those who gave us Life,
Both: May we all unite in Love.
Druidess: The joining together of Man and Woman in the Sacred Rite of Marriage brings together great forces from which may flow the seeds of future generations to be nurtured within the womb of Time. Within every Masculine nature lies the Feminine, within every Feminine nature lies the Masculine. The interplay of Masculine and Feminine forces, when flowing freely in a union based upon true Love finds many expressions. This union is truly Holy.
Druid: Goddess to God,
Druidess: God to Goddess,
At this point in the ceremony, Neville disrobes Harry, and Luna disrobes Xiana. Harry and Xiana approach the center stone but stop at the entrance to the archway. For the first time since they have known each other, they get their first look at their naked bodies.
Xiana can't help feeling the lust building in her. She marvels at her future husband's sculpted body. He is so handsome. She is quite surprised at the size of his phallus. Her husband to be is fully equipped to say the least. She can't help lusting for him. She wants him inside her so bad.
Harry can barely keep his eyes off her body. Her body is perfect. Her breasts are perfectly round. Her hips are perfectly curved. He sees the small jet-black triangle of hair where her nether region is. Harry loves her beautifully sculpted legs. God he has to stop himself from thinking. He is starting to feel an erection coming on. He quickly started picturing Snape in a bikini. Oh god, that's disgusting. Better yet, Dudley and Uncle Vernon making love to each other, o.k. That's a bit much. I just want to stop my erection not get violently sick.
They both pull out of their thoughts to hear the Druid say.
Druid: Who walks the Path of the Moon to stand before Heaven and declare her Sacred Vows? (Xiana steps forward) Do you Xiana come to this place of your own free will?
Xiana: I do.
Druidess: Who walks the Path of the Sun to stand upon this Holy Earth and declare his Sacred Vows? (Harry looks towards the Druidess) Do you Harry come to this place of your own free will?
Harry: I do. (Both walk the paths of the sun and moon clockwise and anti-clockwise
around the circle, returning to the East)
Druid: Harry and Xiana you have walked the Circles of the Sun and Moon, will you now walk together the Circle of Time, traveling through the Elements and the Seasons?
Xiana & Harry: We will. (Walk hand in hand to South)
South: Will your love survive the harsh fires of change?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
South: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Fire in this the place of summer. May your home be filled with warmth! (Walk together to West)
West: Will your love survive the ebb and flow of feeling?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
West: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Water in this the place of autumn. May your life together be filled with love! (Walk together to North)
North: Will your love survive the times of stillness and restriction?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
North: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Earth in this the place of winter. May your union be strong and fruitful. (Walk together to East)
East: Will your love survive the clear light of Day?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
East: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Air in this the Place of Spring. May your marriage be blessed by the Light of every new Dawn.
Druidess: All things in Nature are circular - night becomes day, day becomes night and night becomes day again. The moon waxes and wanes and waxes again. There is spring, summer, autumn, winter, and then the spring returns. These things are part of the Great Mysteries. Harry & Xiana, do you bring your symbols of these Great Mysteries of Life?
Xiana & Harry: We do.
Druid: Then before all present repeat these words.
Xiana (facing Harry and handing him the ring): Accept in freedom this ring as a token of my vows. With it, I pledge my love, my strength, and my friendship. I bring thee joy now and forever. I vow upon this Holy Earth that through you I will honor all men.
Harry (facing Xiana and handing her the ring): Accept in freedom this ring as a token of my vows. With it, I pledge my love, my strength, and my friendship. I bring thee joy now and forever. I vow in the face of Heaven that through you I will honor all women.
Xiana: In the name of Brigid I bring you the warmth of my heart. (Xiana is handed a lighted taper by her best friend)
Harry: In the name of Aengus Mac Og I bring you the light of my love (Harry is handed a lighted taper by his best friend) they both light a single candle together. (This candle could be kept and relit at each anniversary)
All: May the warmth and the light of your union be blessed.
Druid: Do you swear upon the Sword of Justice to keep sacred your vows?
Xiana & Harry: We swear.
Druid: Beneficent Spirits and Souls of our Ancestors, accept the union of your children. Help them, guide them, protect, and bless their home and the children born of their union. May their life together reflect the harmony of all life in its perfect union. May they work together in times of ease and times of hardship, knowing that they are truly blessed. From this time forth you walk together along Life's Path; may your way be blessed.
(Xiana and Harry walk together sun wise around the circle to be greeted by each of the participants, and then stand together west of center)
Druid: It is the hour of recall. As the fire dies down let it be re-lit in your hearts. May your memories hold what the eye and ear have gained.
Druidess: We thank the Powers of Love and Peace for their presence
within this Sacred Place. Let us offer the words that unite all Druids.
Grant, O Goddess, thy Protection
And in Protection, Strength
And in Strength, Understanding
And in Understanding, Knowledge
And in Knowledge, The Knowledge of Justice
And in the Knowledge of Justice, the Love of it
And in the Love of it, The Love of all Existences
And in the Love of all Existences, the Love of the Goddess and all
Goodness.
Druid: Let the spirits of the Four Directions be thanked for their blessings.
East: In the name of the hawk of dawn and of the element air, we thank the powers of the East.
West: In the name of the salmon of wisdom and the element of water we thank the powers of the West.
South: In the name of the great stag and of the element of fire, we thank the powers of the South.
North: In the name of the great bear of the starry heavens and of the element of earth, we thank the powers of the North.
Druid: May the blessing of the Uncreated One, of her Daughter/his Son The Created Word and of the Spirit that is the Inspirer be always with us. May the world be filled with Harmony and Light.
Druidess: Let us now form the Three Circles of Existence. (The married couple holds hands, forming the central circle. The participants in the outer circle and the horseshoe hold hands to form two further circles.)
All: We swear by peace and love to stand
Heart to heart and hand in hand
Mark O Spirit and hear us now
Confirming this our Sacred Vow.
Druid: This Sacred Rite of Marriage ends in peace, as in peace it began. Let us withdraw, holding peace and love in our hearts until we meet again.
The Druid unwinds the circle and exits with Druidess sun wise.
Druidess: Then seal your promise with a kiss.
Harry and Xiana go to the centerpiece. Harry entering from the north entrance and Xiana entering from the south entrance. They each take the ceremonial daggers and make a shallow slit across each wrist. They both walk until they are standing underneath the archway and clasp each other's writs so that their magical blood intermingles. They lean forward and kiss.
As their blood intermingles the whole center monument becomes engulfed in a deep bluish glow. St- Elmo's fire comes down from the sky and engulfs the centre granite slab. Also deep blinding white energy lines snake across the ground from the North, South, East, and West. Until they reach the naked couple.
Suddenly a golden dome forms around the couple and the image of a black Phoenix appears above the dome and everyone hears the most beautiful song they have ever heard. By this time, the golden dome is so bright that the remaining party can barely keep their eyes on it. Harry had a pretty good scientific theory as to why this happened. He would pursue it at a later date.
After a minute, the dome dissolves and the couple is seen kissing each other. After their kiss, they thank everyone. Before going back to the castle, Harry pulls out her ring and wand and asks her to coat the crystals with her blood. He does the same with his ring. They both intone the spell "Ab- Invoco- Atis-Coniunctio-Ritus" Mother night we invoke the power of blood.}
Earlier that afternoon, he made sure that they had fully charged the crystals with their wands and some Naquadria help for Xiana. Her new wand and ring like his were made of Naquadria. When they were done with the ring, wand, and blood runes, Harry cast a healing charm on their wrists.
They thanked everyone for coming and being naked, they apparated back to their bedroom. When they got into their room, it was filled with floating candles like Hogwarts great hall. Harry tuned towards her and gently picked her up. He carried her towards the bed and lowered himself with her onto their bed.
Xiana was in awe of the sheer desire she saw burning in Harry's eyes as he leaned down to kiss her. His mouth melded over hers hard and persuasive, parting her lips with the thrust of his tongue as he ravished her mouth with his. She felt herself weaken from the spiralling pleasure that poured through her and she clung her hands to his broad shoulders. He blanketed her body with his own.
His lips began to blaze a trail of wet kisses down her neck. His gentle hands roamed over her body, burning her where they touched. His palm closed over her naked breast, his fingers rubbed and teased her nipple. His other hand ran over her abdomen, stroking lower into the triangle of soft curling hair between her thighs.
Xiana cried out as his fingers gently massaged her most sensitive area. His mouth moved over her breast hot and wet, his tongue circled the hardened peak of her nipples. Her nails dug into his muscular back as she thrashed beneath him. He moved his hand away from her wet throbbing center, and Xiana moaned with the loss of it. His lips raked her body, moving lower down her stomach. His hands ran down her thighs as he shifted his weight between them. His lips soon followed as he ran hot kisses across the inside of her thigh. Xiana didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late.
"Oh, Harry!" Xiana cried at his daring and urged him on. All rational thought had left her. She was at her most primal. She felt his fingers part her labia and felt his tongue delved into the most sensitive part of her.
Her moans became choked gasp. Wicked, burning sensations coursed through her as he teased and provoked her with his lips and tongue. She had never in her life felt anything so intense. Her legs began to shake as she felt her climax build. Her fingers laced into his hair as she held him against her. Then, in a flash of blinding pleasure, he sent her over the edge.
Her back arched as she felt the jolting spasms rack her body. Her cries of pleasure echoed through the bedroom. She lay shuddering and gasping for breath, as tiny aftershocks shot through her. She wanted him inside her at all cost. Her primal urges sought full completion.
Harry crawled on top of her again, and her eyelids fluttered open. His own breathing was deep and ragged. His eyes lit up like emerald beacons as they burned into her. He leaned down to capture her lips in a demanding kiss and Xiana could taste herself on him as his tongue thrust into her mouth. He pulled away and let his head fall against her shoulder as he took a deep breath.
"I can't wait," he gasped desperately.
"I don't want you to," she sighed as she ran her hand down his hardened chest.
Xiana's eyes drifted shut as she felt his huge erection pressed against her.
"Open your eyes, Love," he commanded as he looked down at her.
Xiana's eyes flew open at his request and her breath caught in her chest when she saw the look of love and passion burning in Harry's eyes.
"I love you, now and for ever. Don't ever forget that," he whispered. Then, gently he slowly thrust one finger inside her, and she gasped. He took his time, her previous orgasm had made her wet. He could feel the heat from her entrance. He pulled out his fingers and at her desperate urging, he positioned himself at her entrance. He slowly penetrated her bit by bit, giving her time to adjust to his size. He stopped when he heard her gasp.
"I can stop if you want love?" That was the last thing she wanted to happen. She knew that she would feel a bit of pain. Most women did during their first time.
She cried "No!" She wrapped her legs around his waist and with one powerful pull made him thrust hard into her. She bit her lower lip, as she felt a sharp pain jab her. However, it faded quickly. She made sure that he was fully buried inside her. She felt so full and complete. She began to experience a pleasure she had longed for.
They both cried out at the sensation of their bodies joining. Xiana's eyes slammed shut as he filled her. Her arms locked around him, her fingers danced over his shoulders as the sweet torment of being with Harry flowed over her. His mouth found hers again as they moved together, unaware of anything, but each other. The world erased, the war disappeared, and there was no Death Eaters or Voldemort. They drifted away as they clung to each other.
They were swept up in the tempest of love and desire. His strokes were deep and gentle. Her moans were low and impassioned. Xiana's wrapped her legs around him as she urged him on. Her nails dug lightly into his back as she felt the deep throbbing of her release build. For the second that night, her back arched, her head fell back as the light burst around her in a torrent of blinding pleasure.
As her body convulsed around him, she felt the rhythmic pulsing of his release as his seed filled her. She heard him cry out her name and felt the tension leave his body. Xiana felt the shuddering that swept him. She felt the simple joy of being safe, content and in the arms of the man she loved above all else.
For a long time they lay there grasping for breath. Their damp bodies intertwined. Finally, Harry gently pulled out and pulled her with him. She lay across his chest listening to his heart beating violently. Neither one spoke for several minutes. The sheer intensity of what they had just shared far surpassed words. That night neither of them slept much as they made love three more times. She would have to cast some scourgify spells come morning she mused.
Finally, Harry fell into the most blissful sleep of his entire life. Xiana felt his love for her through their bond. She was now a married woman. She was now Xiana Potter. She felt blessed by the Gods. She let sleep finally claim her.
Unknown to them, both the Zabini and the Potter family tapestry had been updated with their names. Also late at night in a ministry magical records office, a married couples name was magically added to the ministry books. Of course, very rarely people ever audited these records and it would be quite a while before any ministry officials found out. That however would not be the case for one Michael and Blaze Zabini.
End Flash Back #3
Xiana finally put her book down and gave herself a stretch. She noticed her husband absorbed in his thoughts. She knew he would be confronting the Order of the Phoenix tomorrow and he was trying to plan for every contingency. She in turn would be going to meet her parents. She decided to confront them about what had happened to her and see if they could bury the hatchet.
This was going to be an interesting meeting to say the least. They would be upset that she had gotten married without their consent. She didn't care; as far as she was concerned this had been the best decision of her life. She loved Harry with all her strength. He was now part of her soul. She knew that if her father accepted him, then the rest of the family would follow.
She knew that they did not like being left out on any decisions regarding their children. However, she was an adult and she decided whom she married and what career to pursue. Her father might be a bit difficult, but her younger brother might prove even more.
He was apparently in Slytherin house and had not been too fond of Gryffindors. When he found out that his older sister was married to one, he might just flip out. She had to explain to them that Harry was not only Gryffindor, but also Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. He had all of these qualities in spade as most people did. She found it ridiculous that Hogwarts insisted on creating rivalry like that.
Xiana reflected on the entire events of these past 20 months, and concluded that she would not change a thing. She was happier than she had ever been. Harry had given her happiness that she never thought she would get. She was thankful to the gods for their blessings. She knew the years ahead were going to be filled with danger.
However she did not care, she had complete faith that her husband would prevail. They had agreed to never let Voldemort make any decisions that affected their lives. That is why they had both agreed that she would not take any birth control. What ever happens will happen. Life had to be lived and not put on hold. Harry had agreed.
Xiana got off her chair and told Harry she was going to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day and she wanted to have all her strength. She came over and gave Harry a passionate kiss, and left to go to bed. Harry told her he would be up in an hour or so. Harry sat back down in his chair and allowed his mind to wander over the events two days ago. He should feel bad for the Dursleys but he couldn't
Harry Flash Back #4 August 18
Harry apparated back to #4 privet drive to clear the remainder of his room, and get rid of all the charms he put on it. He also wanted to get rid of the blood vase. It was early afternoon and he apparated In the middle of his room. He looked at the place in utter loathing. He had never considered the place his home. He was sure glad that he would never have to live with those miserable bastards. He clearly heard the all too distinctive voice one Vernon Dursley bellowing about some Freak this. Harry decided to say his farewell.
He walked downstairs and as they saw him approach, his aunt Petunia dropped a plate on the kitchen floor, his uncle, and Dudley stood with their mouths open. Harry attributed their stares to his physical changes. Finally, his aunt found her voice and said.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to clear this place of all my possessions. I will am leaving for good and will never come back here." He said.
Petunia could not believe the changes in her nephew. His physical changes were striking. He was tall, well over six feet. He looked very muscular, and his hair went to the back of his back. His face was cold as ice though. Of course, she had not forgotten their last encounter and her face suddenly took on a calculating look. She said.
"Your Uncle would like to ask you something."
Harry looked at her for a couple of seconds and then walked towards his uncle and said.
"What would you like to talk about Vernon?"
Vernon also had that calculating look in his eyes. He was trying to be pleasant but Harry could tell that it was costing his uncle greatly. Finally, Vernon found his voice and said.
"You caught us early. We would like you to come back tomorrow for a farewell supper. You know to show that we have no hard feelings towards you." Whatever he thought his uncle wanted to talk about that was not it.
This was totally out of character for those morons. His Slytherin sense was on overdrive and looking closely at Vernon's face Harry noticed his eyes were narrowed just a fraction and it looked like he was fighting from showing him a maniacal grin. Finally, Harry decided to legilimens him.
He found himself shifting through his memories. God, his uncle was a sick bastard. He wondered if his aunt knew that he had regularly seen several prostitutes. He kept searching until he found Vernon and Petunia meeting with a man who was wearing a blue short sleeve shirt. However, that was not what had caught his attention. What interested Harry was the dark mark showing on the man's forearm?
Apparently his uncle had discreetly found out that a person working at Grunnings had a brother who was a wizard. After talking with the man, Vernon found out that his brother was looking for work. Vernon told him that he was going on vacation but gave him their vacation address and told him to tell his brother to meet him there. He told them that he had a business proposition that he might like. It turned out his brother was a death eater. They had reached an agreement and tomorrow was going to be the fulfillment of that agreement.
Apparently Vernon did not like being shown up by Freaks. He had not taken his beating by his nephew very well. Vernon wanted to take care of Harry permanently. Apparently, tomorrow's supposed dinner was to lure him into a trap. Ten death eaters were going to show up and stay under disguise just outside the house.
His uncle was going to give them the signal to come in after he had been drugged him. He planned to confuse his brains by drugging his tea. This would make it easier for them to best him. Harry carefully pulled out of his mind. He didn't know wither he should kill him on the spot or have him taken care off by other means.
Harry was fuming but he kept his face impassive. 'All right, you fat fuck,' Harry thought. 'You just couldn't leave it alone. Well you are the one going down piggy. You are going to find out the true meaning of poetic justice.' Finally, Harry found his voice and said.
"What time should I come?" He said in his most sincere voice.
"Err, 5:00 pm would be best, if you don't mind." His uncle answered. Harry agreed. He went back to his room, and finished clearing the rest of his things. He then made his way back to the castle and went to work formulating his attack plan.
He found Xiana and explained to her what he was planning on doing. She gave him some suggestion and a kiss. She told him to be careful. She was very good at maintaining a cool façade, but he knew that she would be worrying all afternoon.
For her part it took every once of control for her not go pay a visit to his muggle relations. She wanted to curse those bastards so badly that it hurt. How dare they attempt to murder her husband? She hoped that justice would be served tomorrow. If she knew her husband, and she did, then justice would indeed be served as a cold dish. A slightly evil grin broke on her face. She went to the kitchen to make supper.
The next day, Harry apparated just outside the park he used to go to. He was dressed in full battle gear. He had his basilisk vest, boots, and his full battle robe with his hood on. He was under his invisibility cloak. He took his watch and activated its map. He noticed a couple of muggles but no death eaters were in the park. He slowly made is way to Figg's house. Every 100 feet he activated his watch.
He finally made his way to an oak tree about 300 feet from the house and activated his watch again. Bingo! He saw 10 red wizards positioned around the house. Two were on the roof.
He checked to see what wards they had put on. He found an anti apparition ward, and a perimeter detection ward. Harry quickly cancelled the perimeter detection ward. He then added an anti portkey ward, an illusion, a silencing and a muggle repelling charm. He cast a disillusion charm on himself and took off his invisibility cloak. He then made his way to his former residence.
He needed to take care of the death eaters on the roof first. He looked at his watch and pinpointed their exact coordinates. They were all wearing invincibility cloaks, he deduced. He cast the following spell Tar-Mer-Libiš. This dark spell caused their heart to explode in their chest. They both flopped over without a sound. Well that takes care of two, he thought. The others were too well grouped and were covering each other's position. He figured there was no way he could take care of them one by one. Well plan B is more risky, but is much better for an adrenaline junky like he was.
For his plan to work he needed to keep one of those bastard alive. He cast accio blankets. All the blankets flew to him. Surprised by having their blankets ripped from them gave Harry the initiative. On the nearest two, he cast Bi-Iz-Neturu and watched as two of his victims melted before his eyes. Their skin first, followed by their muscles and then their bones turned to ash. This was truly one a gruesome psychological weapon. The other death eaters had seen this before from a pensive projection. They now knew whom they were dealing with and they began panicking.
In their confused state Harry took the initiative and layered his next spells on a group of four death eaters bunched up together. 'Geez,' Harry thought, 'where does Voldemort get these losers.' He caught them with šukur-ùr-ki-a-nañ and Ñír-pa-šag-líl he watched as Obsidian barbed spears shot up through their rectums and came out of their necks. They were lifted 20 feet in the air where they were all vivisected. Their arms came perpendicular to their bodies and their abdominal skin peeled off their bodies and attached itself to the underside of their arms. Blood and intestines came spilling below them. To add insult to injury Harry cast a spell that burned a scorpion tattoo on their forehead.
He had two more to deal with, but this time they were ready for him. One cast Avada Kadavra and the other cast a bone-crushing spell. They did it so that no matter which way he rolled he was going to be hit with a curse. He quickly rolled away from the AK and rigged up a shield but the bone-crushing spell hit at the same time the shield came up. Some of the spell managed to penetrate the shield and hit him in the ribs. His coat managed to also absorb some of the spell. The spell still managed to knock his breath away. He didn't break any bones, but he would have a nasty bruise.
Mental note to self he thought. No fancy shit until all hostiles taken care off. He conjured a metal wall to confuse them while he regained his breath. He quickly activated his watch to get an accurate reading on their position. He smiled. They had decided to split up. He took out his sword and apparated just behind one of the death eaters. Due to his apparition being silent, the death eater never heard him.
Harry took his sword and in one fluid motion, he severed the death eaters' head. He saw a curse coming towards him and this time had time to raise a proper shield. Nisi-šen-šen he cried. An emerald dome formed around Harry and absorbed the spell with ease. He now had a good fix on the last death eater. He waited for him to cast another curse and apparated ten feet to his current position and cast stupefy. The last death eater went down like a sack of rocks.
Harry walked over to him and cast incarcerous-metallum thin metal like ropes bound the death eater like a holiday roast. Now it was time to take care of those fucking traitors. He approached the death eater and found that he had a portkey on. Good he thought this was going to make things easy. He then cast enervate on his prisoner.
His plan involved planting memories of Vernon double-crossing the death eaters to the scorpion sorcerer. He made it out like Vernon planned to play the freaks against each other. He made the death eater believe he had discovered the muggles double crossing. Harry also made him believe that he had gotten away from the scorpion sorcerer and was able to find and incapacitate the muggle. He then planted the memory of him grabbing the muggle and using the portkey to get away just as he was being stupefied.
Harry then turned to the front window to see the Dursleys shaking like leaves. With a sneer, he apparated inside the living room and incarcerated all of them in ropes. He approached his uncle and lifter his hood.
By now, his uncle reeked of fear, and lost control of his bodily functions. He began uttering apologies, saying he was sorry. He tried to make him believe that it was the death eaters that made him do it. Finally, Harry had enough.
"You liar!" He screamed. "You just couldn't leave it alone you fucking bastard. I was more than willing to leave things as they were. I was going to leave you all for the rest of my life. Nevertheless, no, you felt you had to teach the freak a lesson. Well, pig man, you are about to meet the biggest freak of them all. When he is torturing you, I'll be watching from his eyes. Have a nice stay in hell you deserve everything you get. "
With that, he brutally assaulted his uncle's mind and wiped all of his original plans. He then planted memories of him wanting to double cross the death eaters from the beginning. He planted memories of him making fun of the death eaters, planted more memories of him taunting the freaks and showing them how much more superior muggles were to them. He then wiped his memories of their encounter, and cast a stupefy spell on him. All the while Petunia was screaming at him to stop.
He then looked at his aunt with pure venom. He first cast Dira-Gudim on her and forced her to relieve her worst loathing memories of herself. This dark spell actually made you loath yourself. He had to set the stage for his next spell, which he cast as Ciris- Acerbus- Scortor. This would cause his prim and proper aunt to become a whore. She would sell herself for money and drugs. She deserved everything she got he thought with hate in his eyes. He then cast a stupefy spell on her and dissolved the ropes.
He then went to his dear cousin and said. "You dear cousin were brought up by morons. However, that does not excuse you current behavior in tormenting people weaker than you. From now on every time you think about doing bad or mean acts. You will be in excruciating pain. The only way to stop it is to become a good person."
With that, he cast the following spell Ñìri-Edakua-Diþ. Every time you get nasty, you will suffer from severe arthritis pain. The nastier you get the more debilitating your disease will be. He went into his mind to make him understand the concept and erased all references to him. He put his hood back up and levitated his uncle to the unconscious death eater. He decided to pull the death eater's mask and found himself looking into the face of one Marcus Flint.
Harry decided to impregnate another death eater with his scorpion pod. He cast zi-pà -ñír-tab and had his scorpion sting him in the stomach. He made the scorpion impregnate a pod, and then banished it. With a cunning smile, Harry thought that Voldemort would be very surprised in their next encounter. While looking into Flints mind, he had found the portkey password. He made sure that his dear uncle was on top of Flint and stood a good 10 feet away. He cast his wand at the portkey and said "Ambition." The portkey activated and both Flint and his uncle were gone.
Now Harry decided to alert the bird club. He uttered Ahak-Nakeb and a giant scorpion appeared in the sky. Harry then layered five different spells and crumbled all of Dumbledore's wards. Harry made sure to stick around to see the last ward fail, and then apparated back to his home.
Unknown to Harry, a certain potions professor had been watching the scene with muggle binoculars. Severus Snape had seen the whole event unfold. To say that he was unnerved was an understatement to say the least. He had definitely witnessed the scorpion sorcerer at work. Why did he show up at Potter's? Did he somehow know Potter? How had they met? Where was Potter?
This sorcerer didn't appear to be for the light or the dark. What did he stand for? One thing for sure, a third front had opened up in this war and as far as he was concerned, all bets were off as to the outcome. Severus noticed members of the order streaming in and decided to join them. He had the distinct feeling that he was not going to get much sleep tonight.
Meanwhile back at his castle, Harry decided to go directly to his bedroom and practice his Occlumency. He wanted to open his link to Voldemort and watch the show unfold. He practiced clearing his mind and removing any negative emotion. It was imperative that he purge all of his emotions to prevent the Dark Lord from discovering him.
He laid his head on his pillow and closed his eyes. He opened up the walls and doors that he had closed a long time ago and checked the channel connection to make sure that it was still his magical signature disguised as Voldemort's linking their minds. He traveled down the tunnel until he reached the black orb. He slowly allowed himself to open the door and drifted down to the surface layer of his consciousness.
From that vantage point, he would be able to see through his eyes, but he was shallow enough not to be detected. This would be a good test of his Legilimency abilities he thought. As he expected, the Dark Lord was in a towering rage. He had lost nine of his ten death eaters to this scorpion sorcerer and been played by a muggle to top it off. Vernon had woken up and had spit in Voldemort's face, calling him freak.
The imbecile had assured himself a round of torture like no other. His torture had lasted for nearly 2 hours. At which point he had been forced to endure rounds of cruciatus by just about every death eater present. They had cut letters that spelled freak across his chest and back. They had gouged his eye and had cut off his ears. To add insult to injury before his end they had transfigured him into a pig and lopped his head off. Harry finally pulled out of the link, being careful not to arouse the Dark Lord's interest.
When he was back in his mind, he made sure that the door and walls in his mind were shut and brought to full strength. All Harry thought about was justice delivered. He fell back on his pillow sound asleep and never heard his wife undress and cuddle up next to him. Xiana woke him up the following morning with passionate lovemaking. She talked with him to make sure he was o.k. There was only on way to counter act that level of betrayal. She had prevented him from brooding by showing him how much she loved and cherished him.
That morning, people in Britain woke up to the reality of a new player in the ongoing struggle between Voldemort and the light forces. Harry picked up the Daily Prophet and read the following.
Daily Prophet Scorpion Sorcerer Dark or Light Wizard?
Dear readers. Yesterday evening, saw the beginning of a new front, in the ongoing struggle with He-Who-Must-Not be named. Yesterday evening, an attack was planned and executed by the Dark Lord's forces on the Boy-Who-Lived. When we arrived at the scene, a most gruesome spectacle of dark magic awaited us. We saw death eaters who met their end with what must have been excruciating pain. Some had been impaled, while others had their hearts blown up, one even had his head loped off.
The only clue that was left of who was responsible for this carnage was a scorpion floating above the home of The-Boy-Who-Lived. The wizard who is dubbed the scorpion sorcerer is thought to be the one responsible for this brutal carnage. What was he doing at Potter's home? What is his connection to the boy- who-lived? It has come to our attention, from a secure source that the boy-who-lived has been missing from his home for at least three weeks if not more. Where is he? Dear readers there are many questions, but few answers. Rest assured that we at the daily prophet will use all of our significant resources to update you on the latest development in this ongoing saga ...etc.
By your faithful: Rita Skeeter.
Well things were heating up, Harry thought.
End Harry Flash Back #4
Harry was brought back from his thoughts. He looked at his watch and noticed that it was 11:30 pm. He banished his glass and made his way to the bedroom. He was very careful not to make any noise. He stripped bare-naked and crawled into bed. He settled himself in a sitting position and began his relaxation techniques. After about ten minutes of sorting and filing his memories he nestled himself against Xiana and brought his arm to rest around her breast. She instinctively nestled herself against him in a spoon like fashion. Harry smiled and fell into a blissful sleep.