Chapter 13 - Hogwarts and the Scorpion Army Part 1

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That Evening at 12 Grimmauld Place

Everyone but the aurors screamed and scrambled from the table as Kreacher's head finished rolling. Molly Weasley was the first to speak.

"Albus, what is the meaning of this? What happened to Harry? Are all of his allegations true?" Albus who by now was sitting in his chair trying to keep his pounding headache at bay, answered.

"I don't know what has happened to Harry. With the evidence that we have gathered at his home in Privet drive, Harry has been very busy this summer. How he came about the changes we have just witnessed, I cannot say. It appears Harry has fooled all of us this summer!" Still seething with anger, Alastor spoke next.

"Why are you so surprised by his behavior? It seems that the boy has plenty of reasons to be pissed at us, but especially you, Albus. I thought he was remarkably restrained, if it were me finding out this level of betrayal, I would have left a corpse behind." He was looking at Albus while talking, and everyone noticed Dumbledore cast his eyes downwards.

Dumbledore noticed that no one was speaking. He was sure that in his long life, he had lived through worse nights, however none came to mind. There was no other way now; he needed to explain his rationale and why he made those decisions so long ago. If there was any chance of salvaging the Order, this was the only way. He knew that he would lose people tonight. He had taken far too many shortcuts to make some of the more law-abiding members comfortable with his actions. He finally found his voice and said.

"I know that some of you are in shock tonight. Before explaining everything regarding Harry, you should know that what was done was for the greater good of wizard kind. That has always been the driving force in all the decisions regarding Harry. Second, you need to remember that we are only human, including me. No one on this earth is infallible. So it began 17 years ago…etc. Finally, it appears that fates have decided to parry my plans."

After Dumbledore was finished with his explanation, Minerva found her voice. "Albus, lord knows that I have always had great faith in your decisions. However, I feel that you have not been seeking enough council where Harry enters the picture. I heard your explanations regarding his experience and training time. However, you never gave him a chance. How many 12 year olds do you know who have slain a 60-foot Basilisk and lived to tell the tale?" Minerva was not only addressing the headmaster but the rest of the Order as well. She continued

"Have you seen his OWL results? He is second overall in academics and won two governor's medals. How can you claim that he was not smart enough to train?" Hermione was pouting, and Ron looked even more jealous than he had ever been. Dumbledore looked at the room and said.

"I simply based my decisions on his earlier years Minerva. I suppose I should have waited for everyone's OWL's before deciding on who to train, but what is done is done. With your help, I need to figure out a way to bring Harry back into the fold. It is obvious now that the evidence is in, that he needs to be trained hard and fast. I welcome any suggestions on how to accomplish this goal"

Everyone just stared and was lost in their own thoughts. Severus Snape broke the silence. "That little shit has obviously lied and hoodwinked everyone here. He forged the documents and made up a prophecy. Just like his father, he is trying to catch the limelight once again. What he needs is not training but a good whipping." He spat. Everyone was looking at him with their mouths opened. Moody answered first.

"Yah Snape, He was just so bored all summer, that for shits and giggles, he decided to lop the head of that slimy little traitor responsible for Sirius death. If I were you Snape, I would do everything in my power to stay the hell away from young Potter. If you go out of your way to piss him off, we might find you head on a pike at the gates of Hogwarts" he said with a malicious smile.

"Gee, those threats mean so much coming from a paranoid psychopath whose time as an Auror has long past." Snape spat.

For a man of his age, Moody moved with incredible speed and before anyone moved, Moody had his wand underneath Snape's chin and said, "Want to see what a has-been Auror can do death eater?" Every Auror there had their wands pointed at Snape.

"Enough!" Dumbledore bellowed. "We are in real danger of splitting our forces here, we need to pull together, or we are doomed. The enemy is Voldemort and not we."

Both Snape and Moody were eyeing each other. With a growl, Moody tucked his wand back in his holster and went back to his seat. Unknown to both men, Bill had been watching Moody with a calculating eye.

All this time Bill kept quiet. He found it particularly difficult to stay calm and not curse the old bastard for all it's worth. Bill had already seen the evidence showing the extent of Dumbledore's betrayal, however tonight Harry fully disclosed what the headmaster's plans were and he confirmed it with his explanation, all the while stating it was for the good of the wizarding world.

If Dumbledore thought that he could bring Harry back into the fold, he was highly delusional. Bill looked subtly at Fleur and Charlie, and they both read the same thing. They had made their decisions. They were solidly in Harry's camp. Tonight was more of the same from the old man. Dumbledore was just trying to salvage his leadership and salvage his blunders. Just as he had agreed with Harry, he would remain in the Order and gather information for their side.

Bill firmly believed in Harry's vision for wizard kind. For far too long, the status quo has existed and so many magical races had taken the brunt of all this unnecessary prejudice. His future wife was part Veela, and her ancestry had been relentlessly persecuted. He wanted a better wizarding world for his wife and future children. For this to happen Voldemort had to go, the House of Lords had to be disbanded, and the Wizengamot had to be reformed along with the ministry. After this meeting Fleur, Charlie and him were going to his flat for a full debrief. Charlie was going to start training with Harry during the last week of August.

His biggest heartache was a split within his family. Bill had already noticed a polarization in the camps. His mother and father would never break away from Dumbledore. Bill did not understand why they could not see through the old man. He had to find out where the twins stood in all of this. They had not said anything as of yet, but owing to their nature, they would not be too happy with the old man. They owed Harry a lot, for what he had done for them. Bill had no doubt that when the chips fell, they would not stand with Dumbledore.

Bill was brought from his thoughts when he heard Amelia Bones say, "Dumbledore, I am officially giving you my resignation from the Order of the Phoenix. We have laws in our society for a reason. You skirted many of our most sacred laws in order to keep control of a boy who did not deserve these manipulations at your hands in the name of a prophecy made by one of the biggest charlatans in the business no less. Even if your intentions were to safeguard wizard kind, the ends do not always justify the means Dumbledore."

With that, she stood and left. Hestia Jones, Oscar McGregor, Loraine Tuttle, and Emery Stevenson followed her. Dumbledore watched them go. Before they could leave Dumbledore said, "I'm sorry you feel this way. I hope that you reconsider. Your skills and talents are invaluable to the light side. Please do not make an old man's mistakes stop you from making a stand for the light side."

Amelia replied, "Don't worry Dumbledore; we have no intentions of leaving the fight. We just need to find a more qualified leader." With that, they all apparated from #12 Grimmauld place. Molly Weasley was the first to speak

"How dare they make such accusations? There is no one more qualified then you Albus, what ever is wrong with Harry, we will fix it." She said with absolute conviction. Bill just rolled his eyes and couldn't believe his mothers naïveté.

Dumbledore replied, "Thank you for your support Molly. Outside of my predicament with Harry, has anyone gathered more information concerning this scorpion sorcerer and why was he at the Dursleys defending Harry? Severus, you were an eyewitness. What can you tell us?"

Severus looked at everyone with a sneer on his face and finally looked at Dumbledore," I was not able to recognize who he is headmaster. His was wearing a battle cloak with a hood that pretty much covered his face. I could not discern any facial features. As to his fighting abilities, that is another story. The battle happened so quickly, it was hard to follow. However, I can honestly say that he is utterly ruthless in his dealings with death eaters so far. He is using dark magic that I have never seen or heard of before. It is incredibly powerful, that much is certain. He also seems to move with Vampire like speed. I have never seen a wizard move with such speed in battle. Finally, he is deadly with a sword. I noticed he was using a Japanese katana sword. He seems well versed in martial arts. As to his links with the former golden boy, only Potter can answer that."

Dumbledore thought about Severus' words for a minute and replied, "What does Voldemort think about the scorpion sorcerer?"

Snape's face contorted as if he was being put under the cruciatus and seemed to recall some memories. After a minute Snape snapped out of his thoughts and said, "The Dark Lord is extremely edgy. I believe that he is afraid or this scorpion sorcerer. The Dark Lord is a master in the dark arts. His knowledge is beyond anything I have ever seen, and yet he does not recognize this scorpion's dark magic. He has already lost close to thirty of his servants to this scorpion sorcerer. My best guess is that he is afraid of him." Everyone looked quite surprised at this.

Within his own thoughts, Severus felt the Gods had blessed him two days ago. Had it not been for the scorpion sorcerer, and Potter's uncle, he might have been killed. They ended up providing him a viable excuse for his failure to get Potter. Two cruciatuses had been his punishment. Not pleasant, but certainly better than death.

Moody was again the first one to speak out, "At least it's nice to see someone taking out the trash. He has done more in the span of three weeks then our entire order and the ministry combined. I say pin a medal on his chest, and hire him as a bounty hunter. One thing for sure, I would give my entire pension to see snake face and the scorpion go toe to toe. I'll wager snake face would be in a world of pain. Either way, the longer this goes on, the harder a time Voldemort will have recruiting death eaters." Moody had a huge grin on his face fantasizing about that very possibility.

Tonks replied, "I concur with Moody, the scorpion has only been targeting death eaters and he seems quite fond of eliminating them. Either way he is helping our cause."

Albus frowned at the comments issuing from his ranks and finally said, "What if this scorpion is just another Dark Lord wanting to eliminate the competition." everyone turned towards Dumbledore, except Bill, Fleur and Charlie who just rolled their eyes.

Hermione finally decided to speak up and replied, "It would seem that until we can make contact or find out through third party who this scorpion sorcerer is, then anything we come up with is sheer speculation with no facts to back up anything. We could better spend our time concentrating on what we can control or influence. Could we perhaps discuss the parting words of Harry?"

Dumbledore turned his head to Hermione and his twinkle was somewhat back, even though the pounding in his head was still not letting up by much. He finally decided to adjourn the meeting until they could all sleep and get a better perspective. The evening had been quite trying. Dumbledore finally spoke out.

"Miss Granger has a valid point; however I do not think that we will achieve anything else tonight. I believe that some reflection is needed to properly establish a workable answer. I suggest that we adjourn this meeting and meet in one week's time. If there are no more questions, then I call this meeting over."

At this point Bill had narrowed his eyes, and though about what Dumbledore said. It wouldn't matter what they planned. Harry was never going to forgive them. He looked up at Fleur and Charlie and slightly gave them a nod of his head. They knew what it meant. With this, everyone began to filter out of the kitchen.

Early that Morning at Zabini Manor

Blaise looked at his watch and noticed it was only 8:30 am. For some reason, he woke up early this morning and decided to do some light reading, and carry on planning for his sixth year. He made his way to the spacious living room and sat in his favorite chair. He was looking at the blue fire in the fireplace and started thinking about the events of his 5th year.

Umbridge and company had left a real sour taste in his mouth. Stupid Malfoy, how that boy ever was sorted into Slytherin is beyond him. The boy prances around like he's fucking Alexander the great, but has no discernible cunning or magical talents to support his bragging.

Slytherin are ambitious, calculating, and cunning. Plans within plans brought about by subtle yet ruthless manipulations are the key traits that true scions of Slytherin house aspire to master. Those are supposed to be their leading traits, but Malfoy seems to have inherited none of it. The boy telegraphs his plans as if he was holding a gigantic neon sign. Working in the shadows seems to have eluded him. He consistently goes out of his way to confront Potter and the Gryffindors. Bloody git ends up losing almost every time.

Slytherin house definitely got the end of the stick when it comes to the talent pool for his year. Theo Nott is the exception. Let's see we have Crabbe and Goyle, who share at best two neurons between them. Anyone whose vocabulary consists mainly of grunts is not the sharpest tool in the shed. Then we have Parkinson and Bullstrode who follow Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle like a bunch of sycophants. Blaise couldn't imagine being in an arranged marriage with either one of them. He would have to take the sleeping draught potion, and be fully horizontal to shag either one of them. Then there was Daphne Greengrass and Alicia McNair who were nobody really. They were unremarkable for so called purebloods.

Blaise was starting to think that there was a serious problem with the "I am a pureblood" mantra. Granger was a muggle born witch but she was in the top intellectual ladder of the school as well as being a powerful witch. She was certainly a lot more powerful than many of the so-called purebloods. The same question always came up in his mind. Blaise was always wondering which banner to go to. Most Zabinis just stayed neutral and didn't bother with the idiotic factions currently struggling for power. Dumbledore was a manipulative egomaniac. He stood for status quo and the current ministry. The ministry itself was corrupt to the core and there was no doubt that the current minister was a moron. So many ancient wizarding traditions had been outlawed under his tenure. Anyone with a modicum of power was suspect of being an evil wizard. If they had their way, eventually the only spells being allowed to cast would be scourgify and accio.

The other side was no better. From all accounts, the Dark Lord was a megalomaniac who revelled in torturing his supporters as much as muggles. He just wanted power for power's sake. He didn't intend to make their world better. Let's not forget that a one-year-old baby already defeated him. Granted, Potter is no ordinary wizard by any means. If half the stories about him are true, then he could possibly be one of the most powerful wizards to attend Hogwarts since Dumbledore. He had apparently faced Voldemort 5 times, with the latest incident at the department of mysteries. Potter and his underground defence group had been responsible for the capture of twelve death eaters. If a bunch of students could do that to the Dark Lord's forces what did that say about the maniac himself. No, Blaise thought, following that barbarian was not an option. Maybe the best strategy he thought was to just stay neutral for now.

Blaise came out of his thoughts and was absently looking at his family tapestry when he roamed over his immediate family, and something caught his eyes that made him come off the couch in a hurry. He went closer to the tapestry and one name was burned into his mind. Blaise dropped his glass of orange juice to the ground and yelled "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"

By that time, the whole house was awake and his whole family came rushing down to the living room to see why Blaise was screaming at the top of his lungs. His father Michael Zabini was the first to reach him with his wand drawn out and said.

"What's going on?" His father bellowed. Blaise just pointed at the family tapestry where Xiana's name was. His father followed his son's direction and what he saw had him completely bewildered. He finally managed to say.

"What in the name of Merlin, has your sister gotten herself into?" By that time Blaise's sister, Brianna and his mother Xenna had joined them. His mother was the first one to get herself under control. She was the first one to speak.

"Why are you yelling like a Banshee in heat?" His father answered his mother.

"Our oldest daughter apparently got herself married to Harry James Potter?" His mothers jaw nearly dropped to the floor and his twin sister's eyebrows were near her hairline. At that point, everyone began talking to each other at the same time, trying to understand the event that had rocked their family to the core. At that moment, the main fireplace roared to a large green flame and Xiana's head poked through.

Xiana managed to put in a floo call to see if she could talk to her mother first. Deep down she knew that her parents would be shocked. Not only had she not consulted them on her choice of husband, but also she had not invited any of them to her wedding. Xiana made the call and met her mother. Looking about she found her entire family in the living room. This was unusual as it was early in the morning and most of them should be sleeping. Looking at her daughter, Xenna Zabini took the call and said.

"Darling, it's so good to see you. We were all looking at the family tapestry and noticed something quite peculiar involving you in fact. I was wondering if you were planning to visit us. We would very much like you to come over and talk with us. I know you are still angry, but we only want to talk to you." Xiana thought about her mother words and finally answered.

"I'll be seeing you at 1:00 pm this afternoon. There are many things to discuss. I may be mad at you, but never forget that I love you." With these words, they parted ways until the appointed time.

In the meantime, the rest of the Zabini family was still in a state of shock trying to understand how a Zabini could be married to a Potter. One member of the family who was not talking very much and seemed to be lost in thought was the head of the Zabini household. Michael Zabini was a Slytherin and by definition learned from past mistakes. Only a fool failed to learn from their mistakes. He had already lost a son due to his stupidity and he was not about to repeat the same mistake with his oldest daughter. Every day since Xoran's death, he blamed himself for the unfortunate event. He had already estranged his oldest daughter. He would do anything in his power to avoid driving her away.

Michael failed to see the expectant looks from his family as he was busy sorting his own feelings concerning his oldest daughters marriage to the boy-who-lived. Truth be told, he had no real objection to her marrying Harry Potter. Working on his case a while back, he had discovered how well off the young man was. Harry Potter was more than financially capable of taking care of his daughter. There was also the undeniable fact that the young man was a magical powerhouse. Harry Potter, had taken on the Dark Lord more time than anyone alive in the wizarding world, and was still breathing and kicking. No one had stood up the Dark Lord so many times and lived to tell about it. The only fault that he found with the young man was that he was far too close to Dumbledore for his taste. Dumbledore was not someone that inspired trust in him.

Michael was going to wait and hear his daughter out this time. He decided to stop the arguing and said, "All right everyone, please calm yourselves. We will get our answers when Xiana shows up at the appointed time. Until then, let's have proper breakfast and get on with our business." Everyone nodded and went about their activities.

At 1:00 pm, every Zabini member was sitting in the main living room looking at the fireplace. Suddenly a huge green fire erupted and Xiana Zabini casually walked out the fireplace. Blaise noticed that she was wearing what appeared to be a charcoal grey Basilisk robe with a hood. Her long black hair cascaded around her shoulders and she appeared very regal. Blaise was the first to notice the poise and confidence that she displayed. Her current demeanor was very different from the last time he saw her at his older brother's funeral. Xiana looked radiant. Blaise took a furtive glance at his father and noticed that he too was deep in thought.

The moment that Xiana was out of the fireplace, her parents came over and gave her a hug. She did not know what to expect, but was glad that her parents welcomed her with such passion. The Zabinis were not known to be a very demonstrative family when it came to emotions, but right now, it really felt as though they had really missed her. Xiana was the first to break the ice.

"Mother, Father it is nice to see you again." She turned to her siblings and was tackled by her younger sister and brother. They just stood there for about a minute until her mother caught her by the shoulders and spun her. Her mother was now fiercely hugging her. Finally, her mother Xenna managed to say.

"Love, it's so good to see you. I have been a worried sick about you." Her mother looked at her with a stern mouth. Xiana knew that she had worried both her parents with her lack of correspondence, but she also felt that their time apart was good. Finally, she found her voice and said.

"I am sorry about worrying you all, but after Xoran's death I needed some time alone. I can tell from all your faces that you have many questions you would like answered and are dying to get started. I know that by now you have all been alerted to my new status by looking at the family tapestry. I want you to know that I am not here to beg forgiveness for my new status. I will answer your questions as comfortably as I can." Xiana looked at her family and noticed that they were all waiting for her to continue.

"I can tell from your faces that you are wondering why I am now a Potter. Well before you judge him, you need to know who he really is, and what he means to me." Her brother Blaise was the first to speak.

"Xiana, I can't imagine that you know who Potter is but I do. He is nothing but Dumbledore's puppet. I have known him for 5 years now and I know that he doesn't think for himself. He is the bloody golden boy and tool of Dumbledore." He spat.

Xiana looked at her brother with her sapphire eyes burning, and he seemed to quail under her stare. She finally found her voice." Blaise, I have known Harry for a lot longer than a few weeks. I need you to understand where I come from and why I did what I did." Xiana looked at her mother and said.

"Mother, I need all of you to understand what has happened this summer, but to do this I will need the family pensieve. Could you get the pensieve please?" Her mother looked at her eyes and could almost see her daughter's plea. Xenna immediately got up and went to fetch the family pensieve. When she came back, she deposited the object in front of her daughter.

Xiana looked at her family and said, "I know that you heard the Potter name and have all of these pre-conceived notions, however I want to set the record straight. I am sure that you have been following the newspaper and have heard of the scorpion sorcerer. After you view my memories and feel what I feel, you will understand. Before I show you anything, I need all of you to take a wizards oath that what you are about to see will never be revealed to anyone but the family. If you do not agree I will leave forever."

Xenna looked at her daughter and knew that she was telling the truth. They had everything to lose today. Xenna looked at the rest of her family and noticed the look of shock on their faces. She knew what was at stake. Anyone breaking their oath would become an instant squib. Her request was the biggest binding wizarding contract there was. Her daughter's respect for her family was at stake here and the last thing she wanted was a repeat of the events that led to her son's death. She finally found her voice and said.

"I Xenna Zabini swear on my blood that I will never reveal what I am about to be shown." The rest of their family followed. Xiana was satisfied with their oath. She put her wand to her temple and pulled a large silvery strand from her mind and let the memory float in the pensieve. She repeated the procedure another six times. She told her family to go in and when they were finished, she would answer all of their questions. After what must have been forty-five minutes, her relatives began making their way out of the pensieve.

Blaise looked like he had run a twenty-mile marathon, her sister had the biggest calculating look that she had ever seen on her and her parents looked completely shocked. Her mother was the first to recover.

Xenna was looking at her daughter's eyes and finally found her voice and uttered, "I just want you to know that I hold no grudge towards your union. I know that you were terribly hurt when your brother was killed. Fate intervened on your behalf love. I do not know Harry so I cannot comment on his character. However, I do trust your judgment, and that will have to be enough for now. "

Xiana took that moment to look at the rest of her family and noticed a look of bewilderment, fear, and respect. Her gaze finally settled on her father. At the same time, he looked up and gazed into his daughter's eyes, which were so much like her mothers. After several seconds, he straightened himself and smiled at his daughter.

Michael Zabini was many things, but he was no fool. He realized from her memories how much she loved her husband. Michael had to admit that the Potter heir was pretty much what he wanted in a son in law. He was brave, loyal and ruthless and obviously had the cunning of a true Slytherin. Michael also understood that young Potter was not really 16 years old. Due to his training, he was closer to 20. From Xiana's memories, he had witnessed the battle in France. Michael was quite shocked to see how his new son in law had dealt with the Dark Lord's minions. The ferociousness of Harry's attack and the dark magic he used compelled him to firmly believe that a true split had occurred between Dumbledore and him. The supposed leader of the light would never have thought him such magic. His new son in law was nobody's fool. It seemed that a new front had opened up in the war.

Michel also knew from his daughter's memories that she had also learned a lot of dark magic. Michael knew that knowledge was power and protection. Harry was obviously well versed in the dark arts and other magical arts. He wanted Harry to train Blaise and Brianna. If they needed to take an oath of loyalty, then so be it. He had one more request to make of his daughter before he gave her his blessing. He noticed the rest of the family looking at him to say something.

"Xiana, before I give my blessing to your union, could we please witness your marriage ceremony?" Michael said.

Whatever Xiana had expected from her father, this was not it. He was calm, cool, and collected. She also noticed a slight smile at the corner of his lips. Maybe deep down he was not disappointed with her after all. She decided to show them her marriage ceremony. She knew that she had made herself believe that they did not deserve to take part in her wedding ceremony; however she never said that they could not view the ceremony. She looked at her mother and noticed a very anguished look on her face. One look at her siblings and she recognized the same look in their eyes. She finally took her wand and pulled out her memories of that evening. When she was done, she said.

"I believe that you might also find this very interesting." She said with an amused look on her face.

They all approached the pensieve and on the count of three, they all touched the silvery mist and entered her memories. After about thirty minutes they all came back out and noticed her mother and sister were crying. Her father and younger brother had a look of pride on their faces. To her shock, her mother who was always cool and reserved came rushing towards her and grabbed her in a fierce hug. To her surprise again, her sister was next, and then her father and brother. They finally broke apart and her father said.

"Xiana, I give you my blessing. I think that Harry will make a fine addition to the Zabini family." He had a huge smile on his face. Xiana finally let go of the tears that she had been holding. She had wanted so much for her family to accept Harry. Her mother was the next one to speak.

"Darling, your ceremony was beautiful. You sure stuck it to the ministry and their stupid decrees. Those bastards are slowly killing our most sacred rituals. I for one am glad that you went against decree and revered the old ways. The ancient ones would be proud."

Her youngest brother spoke next, "Xiana, do you think that Harry will be going back to Hogwarts? Malfoy and his gang are planning something for him. I don't know what, but that stupid Malfoy has been bragging to anyone who will listen on how he is going to put Harry in his place."

Xiana turned to her brother and gave him an evil grin, "Don't worry Blaise. It's Malfoy who is in for a surprise." The reason that Harry is going back to Hogwarts, is to find kindred spirits who are willing to be part of an army that is going to fight Voldemort and then Dumbledore and the ministry. Harry believes that the time has long past for real changes to occur in the wizarding world. He despises the blind prejudice and dogma that permeates our world. He is out to make some real changes believe me."

Blaise listened to his sister and made up his mind. He looked her in the eyes and said "Xiana, I want you to know that I now consider Harry part of the family. Although I never took the time to get to know him before now, he needs to know that his back is covered in Slytherin house. Therefore, I will formally make a wizards oath that I will never betray Harry and will fight by his side when the time comes."

Xiana was surprised but pleased that her younger brother would do this. She knew that a wizard's oath was the most binding of contract. She went to her brother and gave him a hug. At that point, her sister spoke up.

"Xiana, obviously I don't know Harry. However like Blaise said, he is family now, and so I will take the oath as well. I will most likely be put in Slytherin house this year, and with the war coming, it is imperative that family sticks together. I will take the oath, but I would like you to talk to Harry and ask him if he could train us in his arts as well."

Xiana replied, "Don't worry, Harry and I have already planned ahead if you two wanted to join us. First thing if for you all to come to my new home so that you can get better acquainted with Harry. We will make it a feast. You will also meet Remus Lupin, Harry's last link to his parents. He is quite fond of him. I'll be leaving you a portkey that will activate next Saturday. We have lots of planning to do. Father, I believe that Harry would like to consult you on the affairs of the Wizengamot."

Her father replied, "I'd be glad to offer any assistance and information that he needs"

"Thank you," she said softly. She went to her father and kissed him on the cheek.

To her surprise, her parents also took the wizard oath to not betray and fight on their side when the time came. With that Xiana stood up and collected back all of her memories from the family pensieve. She then took out a dark ring encrusted with black diamonds. She gave it to her father. She told them that it was a portkey that would take them to Potter castle. With that done, she took out her wand and tapped her wedding ring, she instantly vanished without a sound, to the shock of her family.

Blaise noticed his sister's wand and wondered where she got it. It was beautiful. Blaise looked at his father and he could tell that he was thinking the same thing.

That evening back at Potter Manor, Xiana was sitting outside on the gazebo enjoying the warm evening air. The gazebo overlooking the sea had become her favorite place to come and relax. She reflected on her meeting with her family and was very pleased that they had blessed her union to Harry. Deep down she had missed her family, and was glad to have them back. They had obviously been shocked to learn the real Harry Potter. She could see the respect that her father now had for Harry. She was pulled from her musing when she saw her husband apparate back with Remus Lupin.

Xiana had learned about Remus during one of their memory sharing sessions. Before a union, it was encouraged for both the future groom and bride to share their most intimate memories. This helped to forge a very strong bond early on in their union. She knew that Remus Lupin had been one of his father's best friends. She also knew that Lupin cared a great deal for Harry. In actuality, Harry considered him family. She could do no less.

Harry and Remus ended up apparating on the western grounds of the castle. Remus was quick to recover, and had a look at Harry's true ancestral home for the first time in his life. James had never mentioned it. He probably did not even know that it existed. His first expression was one of awe. This place was huge. The grounds had beautiful trees and a nice pond with a small waterfall. The trees as far as he could see were holly, willows, and red oaks. There were many flowerbeds lining the walkways. He saw Harry turn around and Remus turned himself to see what was happening when he noticed a person approaching. She was tall with long silky raven black hair cascading around her shoulders. She had the most startling sapphire blue eyes he had ever seen. She was very beautiful, Remus thought.

Remus immediately recognized the person approaching them. He turned to Harry and said, "I'm sorry Harry, but even your memories do not do her justice. I must say cub, you have real taste in women."

Harry looked at Remus with a silly grin on his face and said, "I have to agree with you Moony. I don't know what she saw in me, but I'll take luck any way I can get it. Maybe it's fates way of making it up to me for the last 16 shitty years of my life."

Xiana was upon them and Harry grabbed her in a fierce hug and a passionate kiss. They broke apart and Xiana smiled at Remus and said, "Welcome home Remus." She then went up to Remus and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek.

At this point Remus had tears in his eyes. He hugged her back. He could feel the unconditional acceptance from her. He broke from his hug and said, "It's good to finally have a home."

Harry then turned to Remus and echoed his wife's sentiment, "Remus, this is where you belong. This is your home. I have included a special place in the castle for your transformation. This place is safer than Hogwarts, believe me." Remus looked at Harry with mist in his eyes.

Remus couldn't help feeling that even though so much had been lost earlier that evening, he had gained a lot more. He was back with his cub in a safe place that he could call home, and best of all he no longer depended on those backstabbing Order of the Phoenix fuckers. How dare they use the Phoenix as their symbol? After what they had done to Harry, how Dumbledore was going to sacrifice James and Lily's son for the so-called greater good had been the last straw. He would never forgive them for the way they had treated Harry. Next time he saw them, there would be hell to pay.

They all went back to the castle discussing their ordeals and taking notes. Harry was more than happy when he heard how his extended family had accepted his union to Xiana. Her whole family was eager to talk to him and train. It never hurt to have more allies. Xiana had arranged for her family to visit next Saturday. The fact that the Zabini family were a well-known pureblood wizarding family and had a very extensive network of ministry and business connections would go a long way in further understanding the key players in the Wizengamot. Voldemort was just the start of what he felt he needed to do. When Voldemort was finally taken care of, he would turn his attention to the rest of the wizarding establishment. Real changes needed to happen and he was going to try his hardest to make that happen.

When they reached the castle, Harry and Xiana decided to give Remus the grand tour and assign his room. Remus for his part could not believe how good the castle looked. The woods, tiles, and marbles were exquisite. The Potter Library was huge. Everything was warm and welcoming. His room had its own bathroom and a small library with office. Remus couldn't conceive that this was all his. They then visited the dungeons and he saw his transformation room. It was well designed and had lots of comfort. Remus felt very content. When they were done with the castle, Harry decided to show him the trunk Manor. They went back onto the castle grounds and reached the trunk by the pond. Remus remembered seeing this trunk in Harry's memories back at Grimmauld place and knew that it was a unique design.

When they reached the inside of the trunk, Remus was floored! He couldn't believe what Harry had done. Seeing the look on Remus face, Harry went and got his builder's book and showed him the theory and how he had created such an expanded living environment in a trunk. After perusing Harry's manual, Remus simply could not form a coherent sentence at the moment. Harry decided to show him the entire trunk and showed him the room where Odin's Eye was kept. He told him about the wards that he had installed and proceeded to key Remus to every room except the warding crystal room and where Odin's eye was kept. When they were done, they made their way back to the castle where a late supper was waiting for them. Once again, Dobby and Winky had outdone themselves.

When they were done with supper, they retired to the living room to begin planning training sessions, and how they were going to recruit at Hogwarts. Harry filled Remus on all of his training to date. He told him of his plans on how he was going to take the fight to Voldemort, and how he planned to eventually restructure the entire Wizengamot and the ministry. He explained how he desired on buying back lands from muggles and building more wizarding enclaves for all magical creatures.

Remus sat and listened to everything Harry had to say. He was very impressed with the level of details he had put into his plans and saw room for improvement. Finally, Harry asked him to look at his plans and see if they could be improved. Remus not only had a home, but he had a job that would be crucial to the reformation. Remus found his voice and said.

"Harry it would be my honor to be a part of your team. I will go over everything and point out where necessary. I promise to leave no stone unturned. "Harry looked at Remus with a huge grin and clasped him on the shoulder.

The next day, they all woke up late and fully rested. Harry told Xiana and Remus that he was going out to do some errands. He had some specific stops to make and once that was done, he would concentrate on training his new generals. He told Remus to take the time and get acquainted with his new home. Xiana had some errands to run herself. She told Harry that she was heading to London to do some shopping. Harry didn't think it too unusual, and told her he would meet her later for supper. With that, they both left to complete their affairs.

Harry decided to go to Diagon Alley first. He needed to see a Mr. Ollivander and keep a promise. He made sure that he was wearing his Basilisk battle robes and cast an illusion charm to make the scorpions disappear. Harry then cast the same charm on his face. The last thing he needed was to meet some member of the Order of the Phoenix. He had seen quite enough of them for a while. When he was done concealing himself, he apparated to Diagon Alley's common apparition node. He made it there without a sound, and proceeded to Ollivander's.

Within twenty minutes, Harry had reached Ollivander's wand shop. He stepped up and opened the door. He walked inside and noticed that no one was around. Of course, he knew that Ollivander was probably analyzing him from one of his shop's corners. True to form, after what seemed like 5 minutes of waiting around the dusty shop, Ollivander made himself know. Ollivander looked carefully at the stranger and finally with a smile on his face said.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, what can I do for you today? Surely your wand is working properly?"

Harry looked a little shocked at first that he had been recognized so quickly. The shock faded quickly however and Harry decided to play the game properly.

Harry replied, "Yes, Mr. Ollivander, my Old wand is more than adequate, however I promised you that I would come back when I was able to fashion another wand. So here I am ready to fulfill my promise to you." With those words, Harry pulled out his new wands and laid them on Ollivander's workbench.

Harry also warned Ollivander to look at his wand but to not pick it up, due to the powerful recognition charms put on the wand. He told him that if he picked it up, he would feel a backlash equivalent to a crucio spell.

Ollivander looked at Harry with a grin on his face and approached the bench. He immediately saw that the wand was like nothing he had ever seen. One thing for sure, Ollivander fancied himself an artisan first. What he saw in front of him was nothing short of a work of art. He peered closer and determined that the wand itself was made of some type of metal. How in Merlin's name could this be? Every bit of theory he knew about magical focusing device said that only wood would work properly. Finally, after what seemed like five minutes of thought he looked into Potters fathomless green orbs and said.

"Mr. Potter, you have me at a loss. I cannot for the life of me figure out what this wand is, or how it works. Could you please elucidate the workings of this contraption?"

Harry listened to Ollivander and resisted the urge to laugh aloud. No he supposed, to an old wizard steeped in old magical theory, he had no doubt that Ollivander had no clue as to the workings of his new wand. He finally decided to take pity on the old wand maker and pulled out a piece of Naquadah, and threw it at Ollivander who caught the piece and gave the material an in depth visual analysis. Harry noticed Ollivander's confusion, and decided to explain.

Harry said, "What you are looking there is the basis material for my new wand technology. I am sure that in your apprenticeship you must have read about your ancestor Marcel Ollivander and his theory on wand making?"

Ollivander answered, "I seem to remember reading about his theories, but I assure you that they were proven to be a failure."

Harry replied, "I assure you that his theory was quite sound. Before I show you how my new wand works, I need to ask you for a wizard's oath that you will not reveal this information to anyone. I am not trying to be rude sir. I just need to take extreme caution with who I share this information. "

Ollivander smiled, adjusted his glasses, and answered, "Mr. Potter, for information such as this, I am willing to do just about anything. I will take the oath." With that, Ollivander carried out with his magical oath. When it was complete, Ollivander turned back to Harry and asked him to continue.

Harry smirked and replied, "Ah, my dear Mr. Ollivander I assure you that your ancestor was most definitely right. If you have a demonstration room, I would like to show you the merit of his theory. The reason it never worked was that no one had the means to fully follow his instructions. His theory stated that if ONE wizard or witch was able to fully charge a crystal shaft with their raw magical energy, then the crystals would act as a powerful focusing lens that was one hundred percent compatible with a wizard or witch's magical signature. The material you have in your hand makes it possible to fully charge the crystals because it acts as a magical energy amplifier. "

Ollivander brought Harry to his testing room. In the north end wall, there was a 10 X 5 X 2 solid granite wall for testing spells. Harry pulled out his wand and explained to him step by step how he had made his new wand. He then told him that he was going to use full power on his reducto spell. He positioned himself about 20-feet from the target. He centered himself and said Reducto. Immediately the spell came out of his wand amplified a hundred times and struck its target true. The wall was completely obliterated. A normal wand would have simply caused a small hole in the wall.

For his part, Ollivander just stood there with his mouth opening and closing. To say that Ollivander was shocked would be the understatement of the year. When he was done staring at the rubble that used to be his wall, he jumped up and down as if Father Christmas had come early. He finally calmed himself down and turned towards Harry.

Ollivander said, "Do you remember what I told you when you first came to my shop? I told you that you that we could expect great things from you. It looks like you are well on your way to fulfilling those expectations. This discovery on wand making is easily an order of Merlin third class. I wanted to ask you if you would allow me to make those types of wands."

Harry raised one of his eyebrows and said, "My dear Mr. Ollivander, I will allow you to make these types of wands, but only to a select group of people of my choosing. You understand that with Voldemort's return, I need all of the advantages that I can get. I promise that you will have a significant clientele. Due to the blood runes involved in the wand making process, they must be activated on a full moon. I will supply the material and the location of fabrication. I will give 20 galleons for every wand made. When the war is over, I will consider leasing the technology to you to build as many wands as you want. Of course, the core material is hard to come by, and I will have to provide it to you for a fee. Does this arrangement suit you?"

Ollivander was giddy again and said, "The arrangement is more than fair Mr. Potter. I agree to make the wands to those you deem worthy and will use your process. I would only ask that you stay with me during the first wands I make for you, as you are the expert with this new wand making technology."

Harry answered, "It will be my pleasure sir." With that he told Ollivander that when the time was right, he would be back sometime after school to give him a portkey. With that business done, Harry went back out into Diagon alley and found himself a quiet alley where no one was present. He pulled out a map of England and located Cambridge University co-ordinates and apparated there. He looked around to get his bearing and made his way to one of the local pubs, the Free Press. According to his sources, it was a popular senior watering hole.

Harry hoped that his Internet contact was real. His second major task for the day was to meet his underground contact here. He made his way to the men's rest room and looked around to see if anyone was there. Seeing no one, he pulled out a matchbox size folder and enlarged it. When Harry was done, he made his way out of the restroom and went back to the corner table as he had been instructed to do. A server came over and asked him if he was interested in something to drink. He told him that a pint of McEwen's would be fine. He looked at his folder and reflected on what it contained.

Since discovering his talent for seeing magical signatures and energy flux, he had been pondering how to use this talent to better understand the unforgivables. One of the distinguished challenges to the wizarding world right now was the unforgivables. There were currently no known counter spells to AK and Crucio. This was strange since most other curses had some sort of counter shield. Harry read a passage on his muggle physics books about wavelength and natural oscillating frequency. He found out that muggles used electronic instrument to measure and analyze real time frequency.

Harry bought a Frequency spectrum analyzer and after a very frustrating learning curve found how to apply it to measuring magical energy. With Xiana's help, they ended up firing every spell that they knew including the unforgivables. These spells were repeated many times over. They ended up damaging many recording heads. During their experimentation, they must have destroyed over 120 heads.

After spending roughly £30,000 pounds on his experiments, they had complete frequency records of all the spells they knew. There was a reason for doing this. The more experimental data they had to work with, the more accurate the mathematical models would be. It didn't matter if you were dealing with wizard or muggle mathematics. Mathematics was the universal language that glued all of the sciences together.

Harry figured that since magic was a very refined energy, it could be measured. Anything that could be measured could be mathematically broken down. He took roughly a year in flux time to record, categorize, and break down the individual frequency into mathematical equations.

He figured that if he could mathematically understand the various frequencies making up a spell then he could find the inverse functions of those frequencies, which would give him the counter spell. Harry started on this project and realized very quickly why no counter spell had been developed for the unforgivables as of yet. A spell could be made up of anywhere from 30 to 140 individual frequency patterns. Amazing enough each frequency was made up of 30 independent variables as represented by the regressed polynomial. These variables represented emotional strength, transfiguration element, charm element, position of the moon, stance, light spectrum element, raw magical power, ambient natural magic strength …etc

An inverse frequency had to be mathematically deciphered for every frequency making up a spell. In the case of the unforgivables, they consisted of a 120 frequencies for Crucio and a maximum of 140 different frequencies for Avada Kedavra. Each of these frequencies was made up of a 30th order polynomial. To figure out the counter frequency to these spells would require 1.5E83 manual calculations to arithmetically decipher the spell. No magical person could possibly carry out these calculations manually in their lifetime.

Whoever figured out the unforgivables must have been one of those idiot savants or a certifiable wacko. That person must have been an arithmancy genius. Harry knew his own limitations, and realized that muggle know how could perhaps help wizard kind once again. Muggle science was very advanced, and this is where their computer savvy would come in handy. Harry came up with the idea to hire some muggles to write a software program that would help break down spells and find their counter. If the software was accurate, then all he needed was a fast computer to carry out the repetitive calculations.

Two weeks ago, when he was surfing the Internet he came across a web page describing cyber hackers. He figured out how to contact them. Harry did some more research, and found out that hackers were an elite group of people who wrote very harmful codes to disrupt regular muggle government and industrial activity.

Harry figured that these were exactly the type of people he was looking for. They were discreet, operated in the shadows and had the potential brains to figure out his problem. Harry figured that they should have the brainpower and know how to design a custom software program. There were many challenges that they would have to overcome. The hardest part would be to figure out the wand's geometric pattern. The software needed to distinguish if the counter spell was a charm, jinx, curse, or a combination of the above. Harry's cover story for the muggles designing the software was going to be that it was for deciphering ancient languages. They wouldn't know the difference because the spells they were working the equations from were Latin, Scandinavian, and Sumerian.

Harry thought it was a long shot, but he had nothing to lose. If it succeeded, it would give his troops a tremendous advantage. Most of wizard kind had such a distaste of muggles, that using muggle strength to solve some of their problems would never occur to them. Thank god, he had no such prejudice, he thought. Yes, he had a bad experience with muggles in the form of his aunt and uncle, but he knew that not every muggle was like them. Harry looked down at his watch and was beginning to worry that his contact wouldn't show up. Finally, Harry noticed someone wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, which had red Greek letters Phi, Gamma, Theta on the front. He was also wearing dark denim jeans and black doc martins.

The man approached him and said, "I am lost at sea?"

Harry answered "Seek the north star Sirius."

The man sat down, and turned his back and nodded towards the northeast corner of the pub and another figure started making his way to their table. That person turned out to be a girl. She too was wearing a black sweatshirt with a hood on. She sat at the table and pulled off her hood. She had dirty blond hair with deep brown eyes. Her face was plain but Harry could clearly see the intelligence behind them. The first person did the same thing and Harry noticed that he had black hair and deep blue eyes.

They looked at each other and Harry used his Legilimency ability to read their thoughts. He read that they were very serious about this job, and that they needed funds very bad. He found out that they were both working on their computer science PhD. Satisfied with his scans he reached out with his hand and introduced himself. The woman introduced herself as Terminal Reboot, and the man called himself Techno Mage. Harry raised his eyebrows at the man's cyber call sign. They were both members of the hackers group Root Access. They both sported earrings and Harry could tell that they had real attitudes.

Harry not wanting to waste any more time finally said, "I'm glad to be finally meeting you. I have a job that requires some discretion and I came across your group in cyber space. I got the idea that maybe I could hire your group to code me designer software. Money is not an issue, however I need you to look at the math involved and tell me up front if you can do this or not. I do not wish to waste your or my time."

The man looked at his notepad, and his various frequency recordings. He and the girl exchanged his notes back and forth. They were muttering all sorts of mathematical and computer jargon that left Harry feeling like a second rate.

After what must have been 20 minutes of close examination, Techno Mage said, "Well from what I can see, these are fairly complex math series. It will take some time to develop the satchel codes. It will probably take four to six months to code and debug the software with a four people team."

He looked into Harry's eyes and said," I'll have to ask you for half the payment up front."

Harry replied, "How much do you want upfront?"

The man replied, "That will be sixty thousand pounds up front and another sixty thousand when the software is complete. Take it or leave it."

Harry sat there and gave them each a piercing glare and finally said "No problems." Harry had an amused look on his face. He looked around the pub to make sure that no one was looking and pulled out the money and handed it over to them. The state of shock on their faces was priceless. Earlier that day he had converted eighty thousand pounds from galleons in case this problem presented itself.

Harry gave them a muggle postal address, so that they could contact him if they needed some clarification. He used the post office located two blocks away from the Leaky Cauldron. Harry also set up a meeting with them for November 24 for an update on the software. Harry knew that from their minds that they would not try to cheat him. For one thing, they enjoyed challenges, and looked at his problem as just that. Second thing was that they were strapped for cash, so they were not going to pass up on the additional sixty thousand pounds. They now knew that he meant business, and so they were motivated. Satisfied about his new arrangement, Harry left and found himself in the back of the pub. He looked around to make sure that no one was there and apparated back to Potter castle.

By the time he got back to the castle it was nearly 3:30 pm. Harry went to his trunk manor to make sure that everything was properly organized for when Luna, Neville, Bill, Fleur, Charlie and Remus showed up. They were going to jump start their training prior to school starting. His first priority was to teach them Occlumency and Dark Arts 101. A great part of their training would include duelling, advanced combat and transfiguration charms. If time permitted, he would include battle strategies and tactics. All of them had taken some vacation time to attend camp active pain.

In the meantime, Harry needed to develop better ways to incorporate his ancient dark arts knowledge into battle strategies. He also needed to devote some time to developing better communications between his key members. Owls were nice, but quaint. Wizard kind needed to get up to speed on modern communication. The problem was Hogwarts and to some extent his own castle. The powerful wards interfered with muggle electronics. The ambient magical energy tended to fry some of the more sensitive part in muggle electronics.

Harry figured he needed to find better insulator and filters for the electronic. He was going to devote some time to the problem. He made sure that he bought four more iceboxes that are magical. With all of the days spent in training and his tutors, he needed to replenish them. He bought an Italian, Greek, French, and English meal plan. Harry had developed a taste for a variety of different foods. He then decided to go check his potions lab. He needed to make more Naquadah blood potions and some bone strengthening potions. Harry figured that he would share many of his secrets with his friends but not all of them. Sun-Tzu always said to always keep a secret or two in you back pocket just in case.

Meanwhile, Xiana was in the bathroom reading the muggle instruction on the box. She had stepped out earlier and had gone to London to do some shopping and went to a muggle drug store. She knew that tomorrow Neville and Luna were coming for training, and Xiana did not want to go into flux time if she was pregnant. Xiana initially planned to wait for her period, but circumstances had forced her to find out sooner. Truth be told, she knew in the back of her mind that she was, and just wanted to confirm it. After about 20 minutes, the little stick turned blue. She repeated the experiment once more time and the stick turned blue again. Xiana had a big smile on her face and was ecstatic.

Well flux time was out of the question for her. She did not want to tell Harry right away, she wanted to tell the whole family at the same time. She needed to find a good excuse to stay at the castle while Harry was training in flux time. She needed time to prepare to receive her parents anyway. She was also going to ask Dobby and Winky to help her fix the bedroom connected to their master bedroom and turn it into a nursery. She also needed to keep up with her duelling. No animagus transformations until the baby was born. Xiana was starting to get a feel on how much her life was going to change. She made sure to banish her pregnancy test kit and left the bathroom. She did not notice that she was humming a lullaby to herself.

Harry finished up with his preparations, and made his way back to the castle. It was nearly 6:00 pm and Harry needed to wash up and get ready for suppertime. He made his way to the kitchen and found Dobby and Winky happily preparing supper. Dobby was the first to notice Harry and came running and tackled him at the knees. Dobby said

"Oh, Master Harry Potter Sir! How is your day going Sir?" Shortly after Winky came running and curtsied to him.

Harry couldn't help smiling at the both of them and lowered himself to their level and said "How are my two favorite elves in the world doing today?" They became both so emotional, and Winky replied

"We are doing fine master, we is so happy to be bonded to great wizard Harry Potter sir."

Harry replied, "I am the lucky one, I have two wonderful additions to my family." By now both elves were bawling. They were strange creatures, elf. When they were done with their display of emotions, they both smiled and went back to preparing supper. Harry shook his head smiling and made his way to the library and met up with Remus.

Harry said, "Hey Remus, how was your first day of exploration?"

Remus turned around and smiled when he saw his cub, "It was fantastic Harry. You did a great job on this place."

Harry replied, "Well I had an awful lot of help from Dobby and Winky and from by better half of course." He said with a grin. Remus just chuckled.

Harry then said, "Well I think it will be time for supper real soon. Hope you are hungry, if I know these two, they will make enough for an army."

Remus replied, "Don't worry cub, I'm famished. I ended up skipping lunch - I was so engrossed by your library. My God you have some rare tomes in here."

Harry answered. "Yeah, I have barely scratched the surface on some of them. Well now that I am in my true home, and magic is not considered a dirty word, I'll be able to get through all of these tomes in time. Come on let's go to the living room."

When they got there, they met up with Xiana and chatted about their day. They had an aperitif and Winky came into the living room to let them know that supper was ready. Once again, they had a wonderful supper, followed with dessert. When they were done, Xiana told Harry that she wanted to stay in the castle until her parents came over.

She explained that she wanted everything to go smooth, and wanted to redo some decorating. Harry thought about it and decided that his meeting with his in laws was indeed important. First impression counted for a lot. Harry told her that she was not going to miss out much, because she knew all of it. He did ask her to continue with her martial arts and some spell casting. She kissed him soundly and told him not to worry.

He hated that one thing about flux time. There was no way for her to contact him while in flux. He didn't like the fact that he was going to be away from her for a whole month, but he needed to get his army started, and for that to happen he had to start with well trained officers. Harry made sure that her wedding ring was keyed to the other trunk Manors just in case something went wrong while he was training. Harry had full confidence in his wards, but it always paid to have extra insurance.

Harry bid good night to Remus and went to his bedroom office to work on a training schedule. After about an hour of revising and formulating plans, he was satisfied with his schedule.

August 23-29 Odin's Months

5:30-7:00 am Physical training running for 30 to 45 min, work on a set of muscle arm, then chest, arms, legs…etc. Include 30 min of Tai Chi

7:00-7:15 showers

7:15-8:00 am Breakfast

8:00- 10:00 am Martial Arts /Body Magic/Normal Apparition.

10:00-11:30 Dark Arts Theory/ Practice (Necron's Books)

11:30- 12:00 lunch

12:00- 1:00 pm Duelling Transfiguration

1:00- 2:00 pm Duelling Charms

2:00-4:00 pm Duelling Practice

4:00-6:00 pm Battle Strategies/Muggle Science

6:00-7:00 Supper

7:00-9:00 Occlumency/ Medical Potions (alternate every other day)

9:00-11:00 Leisure time. Do as you please.

Harry figured that the next seven months in flux time would be sufficient time to bring his inner circle to a respectable lethal level. They would become quite competent in the disciplines he had outlined. Next full moon, he would make sure that they have brand new wands attuned to their magical signature. Harry went to bed and was soon followed by Xiana.

Harry nestled his wife to him and two hours later fell into a blissful sleep. He woke up early and went for his usual physical exercise. When he was done, he showered and went down for a large breakfast. He met up with Remus, Bill, Charlie, and Fleur. Xiana showed up shortly after and they all sat down to a large breakfast. Harry was a bit sad. He would not see Xiana for a month. They finished breakfast and Harry gave Xiana a long passionate kiss. She told him that they would see each other soon and to train hard.

They all left for the trunk manor. Once inside, everyone was settled into his or her respective room. Not long after they came down, they heard the portkey room activate and went to greet Luna and Neville. After mutual greetings, Harry showed them to their rooms and they got started on their training.