Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ (Harry Potter) How to Defeat a Dark Lord ❯ Nine ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter Nine.

Harry's eyes sparkled with amusement as he jumped down the last few steps leading down into the storeroom of the twins shop. gWell, that went will. For a moment there I was afraid that he wouldn't let me leave, despite the promise he made.h Harry told them traces of laughter still lacing through his voice.

gWhy would Uncle Sev make you stay behind?h Draco asked in puzzlement.

Harry was proud that he didn't allow the blush he felt coming on, spread across his checks. gJust that your Godfather is an overprotective git, is all.h

Hermione looked at him in disbelief, gUh-huh. How come I don't believe that to be the only reason. I'm sure Mrs. Malfoy had something to do with it.h

This time holding back the blush so it did not spread was much harder. gShe's the one that made him promise to let me leave.h Harry told them

gRight. Whatever you say Mate. I for one don't believe you.h Ron snickered.

Draco started in on the fun. gI have to agree with them. What exactly did my mother say to you?h

gIt's really nothing. She just pointed something out to me is all.h he explained quickly, while looking around for a way to distract them all.

George and Fred looked at each other and grinned evilly, knowing exactly what Harry was trying to do. gSo Harry, what's with the cloak?h

gWhat do you mean. I'm still healing after the past few weeks. The last thing I need is to catch a chill.h

gAnd that's why you are wearing Severus's cloak instead of your own right.h Gidean pointed out.

Harry's blush would no longer be denied and deepened as thoughts of his Professor came to mind. Shaking away those interesting thoughts, he started to move over to the door. gI don't know what you mean?h he mumbled.

The only answer he got from that statement was out right laughter.

Becoming serious Gidean asked gWhat names are we going by while out in public. It's obvious that you are all well known and therefor cannot use your real ones.h

Harry looked at Gidean in surprise. gActually you and the twins will be using your real names. The rest of us will go by our middle names. The only real change will be Ron's name, He will use Billy instead of Bilius.h Harry told him.

Gidean just shrugged his shoulders. gThat works for me. Does this mean I can call you Jamie?h

It was Harry's turn to shrug. gThat's what the others call me.h

gMakes since I suppose. I just have one more question for you.h

gAnd that would be?h

gWhat exactly is going on between you and my cousin?h Gidean said bringing the conversation back to where it started.

Harry cocked his head to the side as he studied the faces of his friends. A slow grin spreading across his face. gHonestly? There is nothing going on between myself and Severus.h he said and then allowed his grin to turn slightly evil. gAt least there is nothing happening between us yet.h he finished and before anyone could react to this statement he pulled the cloak around him better and slipped out the door to join the rest of the crowd, calling out over his shoulder. gLets get some shopping down. We have less then an hour left.h

Gidean laughed at the gobsmacked expressions on the faces of the five teens. gYou do realize that Sev will kill us if we allow him to wonder out there on his own right?h he questioned.

gShiteh came the startled exclamation of the young people.

Hermione went running after Harry with the rest of the group trailing after her. They finally caught up with him outside of Madam Malkins.

gIt's about time you all showed up. I was beginning to worry. What took you so long?h Harry asked, and impish light shining in his eyes.

Draco slapped him upside the head. gYour a prat you know. Do you realize what my Godfather would do to us if something would have happened to you.?h

gI know exactly what he would have done to the bunch of you. And it would have been entirely your fault for being slow.h Harry pointed out.

Hermione gave Harry a pointed look. gLets get your shopping down. I would rather not get on his bad side if it's alright with you.h

Harry just shrugged his shoulders and walked into the store. He could see that Draco was bouncing in excitement at the idea of finally having Harry and his clothing at his disposal. Instead of making a quick trip in and out of just Madam Malkins, he managed to drag Harry and the rest of them into many different stores in the amount of time alloted to them, buying everything that he insisted Harry absolutely needed, no matter how many times Harry pointed out to him that he was only supposed to get the basics.

It wasn't until they had about 20 minutes left that Harry managed to stop Draco's spending spree. gHey guys, I know I was told that whatever I needed for my training would be supplied for me, right up to getting a second wand, but I've got a feeling that I need to go see Mr. Ollivander.h

This stopped everyone in their tracks. Gidean gave Harry a considering look. gSomething in that one store draws to you doesn't?h

Harry nodded his head. gI can't explain it. But I know that if I don't answer the call, than something horrible will happen.h

Gidean nodded his head in turn. gI understand. Lets go.h He lead the way and held the door to the wand makers place open and waited for the rest of the group to join them. When the last one entered, he closed and locked the door behind him.

Harry glanced around the dark shop looking for the owner. gHello? Mr. Ollivander?h He called out.

A slight sound from the other side of the room had all of the turning as the old man made his appearance. gAh, Mr. Potter. I thought I would be seeing you again sometime soon.h

gIt's good to see you again Sir.h Harry said with a small smile.

gYes it's good to see you also young man. What can I do for you today?h

gUm. Well it's really hard to explain. I'm not exactly sure what it really is.h Harry started, before taking a deep breath. gTo be honest though Sir, I felt something drawing me in here. Like I was being called.h

gI see. Well that is nothing unusual in our world. Or at least not that unusual for those with great power.h

Harry dropped his eyes in embarrassment. He really didn't like it when people commented on how much power he had. gDo you have any idea on what it could be?h

gThat is the thing Mr. Potter. You must find it for yourself. Close your eyes, and take a few deep breaths. Allow your mind to drift until you feel that which is calling to you.h

Harry took the old man's advice, and closed his eyes. Calling upon what he learned on relaxation techniques with Severus last year, he allowed himself to fall in a light trance. After a few minutes he felt and sensed the ambient magic around him and started to work on blocking out everything that didn't call to him.

The first thing he blocked was anything that was alive, meaning his friends and the wand maker. The next thing he did was block out all magic that didn't harmonize with his own. From all his lessons, he knew that nothing would call to him unless it would harmonize completely with his own. That narrowed down most of the magic in the shop, now he just had to focus on what was truly calling him, and not anything that he could possible use.

Vaguely he heard a voice telling him to follow the call to where ever it lead him, and he followed that advice also. Keeping his eyes closed he started to weave his way around all obstacles in his path. It wasn't until he was forced to stop when he hit a solid table that he brought himself out of his light trance, when he opened his eyes he found that he was holding a small box in his hands.

Glancing around he found that he was no longer in the main part of the shop, but rather in one of the back rooms. A slight sound right behind him, had him turning to face the potential danger as he had been trained to do. realizing that it was the old wand maker and flushing in embarrassment once again, Harry smiled at Ollivander before turning back to the table and the box he had left there when he turned.

Carefully opening the flaps on the box, he glanced in and found a few things of interest. the first to be removed from the box was a set of sharp daggers, perfectly balanced, followed by a set of wands. putting these beside the daggers, Harry once more reached into the box and pulled out a set of sheaths and two journals. Looking at everything he glanced up and Ollivander, "Sir, if you don't mind me asking where did you get these?"

"I received that box about a month ago. It came with a letter saying that the new owner of the contents of that box would be come around soon to claim it. There was no signature or anything to identify who sent it to me."

"I think the answers will be in the journals." Harry murmured.

"Indeed Mr. Potter. It would seem that way. It looks like you have found yourself a new set of weapons. I just hope they will help you on your way."

"Time will tell Sir. One more question before I take these box up front again sir."

"Of course Mr. Potter, how may I help you?"

"How did you know it was me?"

Ollivander gave a short laugh. "You are the first person that has come in here to ever ask me that question. I don't need to see your face to know who you are. I read auras. It help me match the wands to the right person. I knew all of you but one, but knew that that one thought of you as family, so I was not worried."

"Thank you sir."

"My pleasure Mr. Potter. Shall we join the others now."

Harry smiled and motioned for the old wand maker to go ahead of him. H was greeted by the relieved faces of his friends.

"what did you find young one?" Gidean asked him.

Harry couldn't help it, with a small smile towards Ollivander he said, "A curious fine. a very curious find." Setting the box down on the front counter, he opened it up and pulled out the sheaths. "Gidean, can you help me put these on?"

"Of course young one." Gidean replied as he reached for the first sheath. Placing them on Harry's arms, he stepped back as Harry pulled out the two daggers, and watched as Harry sent them spinning without a conscious thought. with a small flick of the wrest the young man had both daggers resting in their places before reaching in and pulling out two books, and setting them on the counter. he next pulled out the two wands and was just about to set them in their place when Ollivander stepped in to stop him.

gMr. Potter, perhaps you should test those wands first to make sure that you can use them.h Mr. Ollivander said softly.

gIf it makes you feel better.h Harry sighed. Holding both wands in his hands loosely, Harry looked around the dark shop for something that he wouldn't damage if anything went wrong. Spotting an old, rickety chair in one corner, he flicked the wand in his right hand at it, and transfigured it into a large comfortable armchair. A swish of the wand in his left had, left the glass in the front windows unbreakable. A quick twist of his hands had both wands resting next to the daggers.

gMerlin Harry, I knew you had been practicing your wand handling, but where did you learn how to handle daggers like that?h Ron breathed.

Harry smirked at him, gRemedial Potions. Where else?h

Draco gave Harry a funny look, gyou told us you were learning Occlmency in those sessions.h

gI was, but it only took one lesson. I kicked him out of my mind when he came to close to some things I didn't want him to see, and refused to let him back in. After that he started teaching me dueling and everything he knew about hand to hand combat.h Harry said with a small shrug.

gIn other words Young One, Severus put you through the exercises that are taught to the young of our race.h Gidean told him bluntly.

Harry looked at him in concern. gWill that get him into trouble with the Dane?h

Gidean sighed, gNo, I don't believe so. The Dane already considers you part of the family. I think he'll let this slide.h

Harry blushed. He just couldn't help it. Deciding that it would be best to leave the topic on just how he wanted to be family alone, he turned back to Mr. Ollivander. gHow much do I owe you for these?h

gYou already paid for them when you charmed my window and gave me a new chair. Besides they were only in my keeping until their owner came to claim them.h

gThank you very much Sir.h Harry said with heartfelt gratitude.

gThink nothing of it young man. Just let me know when you find out who they once belonged to.h

gI will Sir. Have no doubt about that.h Harry said, while stuffing the journals in one of the many inside pockets of the cloak, and motioned for Gidean to unlock the door. Before any of them could step out of the shop though, Harry snapped his head up and closed his eyes when he heard a mental cry.

:BONDED, WIZARDS WEARING BLACK ROBES AND WHITE MASKS ARE ATTACKING NEARBY!:

//Where Jewel?//

:THE DARK PART OF THE ALLEY:

//Inform the others that Death Eaters are attacking Knockturn Alley, and that we will meet them outside the Twins shop.// Harry commanded. //And Jewel, I want you to protect Severus.//

:EBONY CAN PROTECT HIM. MY PLACE IS WITH YOU.:

//Don't argue. If anything should happen to him, I would not survive.//

:I WILL DO AS YOU ASK AND WATCH HIM. BUT IF I NEED TO MAKE THE CHOICE BETWEEN YOU AND HIM, I WILL CHOOSE YOU!:

//No you won't. Ebony can protect me. We don't have the time to argue this at the moment. Go and do as I asked.// He told her, and cut the link for the moment.

Opening his eyes he refocused his eyes, only to find Gidean waiting impatiently for news.

gDeath Eaters are attacking Knockturn Alley. The others will be meeting us outside the twins shop. Jewel and Ebony will stand guard.h He told them, and strode out of the shop. He knew that the candies that changed their appearances would wear off in a matter of minutes, as he could feel their magic loosing against his, making him and those with him the main target once they where spotted. But there really was no helping that at the moment.

He didn't stop his steady walk once he reached the others, and was extremely grateful when Severus fell into step beside him.

gThe candies have warn off, sooner then expected.h Severus commented.

gI know, and I really don't care at the moment. Even with them, I still would have made myself a target when I started fighting back.h

gDo you need to use my spare wand?h

gNope. I found one at Ollivander's. You can yell at me later for it.h

gFair enough. Any orders?h

gTake out as many as you can, anyway that you can without using the unforgivables.h Harry said loud enough for all of them to hear. Turning to Mr. Malfoy who was pacing him on his other side he continued. gThat goes double for you. Stay close to me for as long as you can, and if you have any problems with the Ministry, let me know and I'll deal with it.h he ordered.

gHow do you know I won't turn on you Mr. Potter?h

gBecause you don't really want to face off against your son, who is on my side.h

Lucius Malfoy didn't comment on this since it was the truth.

As the came across the first sign of fighting Harry raised his voice slightly once again. gSpread out and keep moving. Make sure you hit them hard enough to keep them down, without killing them out right, unless you have no other choice.h Harry shivered from the chill, knowing that it was the effect caused from Dementors. Mentally counting down the seconds until Hermione also figured it out.

gHarry, Dementors!h She called out from slightly behind him.

gI know. Don't do anything about it until I tell you they are close enough to take out.h

gAnd how will you know that?h Narcissa asked.

gBecause when they are close enough, I'll start hearing the final moments before my mother was killed.h He answered coldly.

Moments later, Severus had to steady him as he stumbled, as the first cries of his mother's last moments sounded in his head.

gNow!h He shouted and brought out both of his wands.

g Expecto patronum!h They all cried at the same time, and a sea of silver mist poured forth to take down the now visible Dementors. Harry was not surprised to see the familiar sight of Prongs take shape. What did surprise him was the large Grim like form right beside Prongs. gPadfoot.h He murmured, before pulling himself together once again.

gRight. I don't care how you do it, but if Wormtail is here, I want him alive. Let's not let the rat escape again.h

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Damean, Gidean, and Severus call forth their Battle Staffs, and heard Damean order them to use the 6h blades that could be added to each end. After that, Harry only kept enough awareness on his companions, to make sure that he did not accidentally aim for them.

It wasn't long before he heard Ebony call out a change in the battle. :BONDED, MOST OF THOSE FIGHTING ARE NOW WEREWOLVES. ONLY A FEW OF THOSE YOU CALL DEATH EATERS REMAIN.:

//Cowards.// He snarled back before shouting out to the others. gWerewolves. Beware.h

Harry flipped his wands back into their holders, and flicked out the silver tipped daggers instead. To his immense surprise, the daggers lengthened to double edged short swords. Silently thanking Severus for the lessons, he shifted his grip slightly and sent both swords spinning in his hands, before he started to attack those within his reach.

:BONDED, YOUR PROTECTOR IS SURROUNDED. THERE ARE TO MANY FOR ME TO BE ABLE TO CLEAR A SPACE FOR HIM: Jewel shouted his mind, as her battle cry echoed through out the Alley.

//Where?// He asked, panic and fear lacing his mental voice.

:TO YOUR LEFT. HURRY.:

//Ebony help her.// he called out, and switched directions, allowing the birds to lead him to where he needed to go. Barely aware of the three blonds guarding his sides and back. When they reached the circle of Werewolves surrounding Severus, Harry told them to fall back. gI won't risk having them get to you. Pull back. We'll be fine.h

Draco was about to argue with him, but his father simply nodded his head. gBring my brother out alive.h was all he said.

gI will don't worry. Just make sure you don't fall into their hands or the hands of the Ministry.h

As the Malfoys pulled back, Harry focused his fear and anger through the blades and watched as they glowed silver with magic. It only took him a minute to break through the circle, and planted himself at Severus's back. Guarding each other from any attack, it didn't take them long to scatter those around them. Unlike Severus, Harry only needed to scratch the Werewolves to have them fall back in pain from silver poisoning.

Once the two of them had cleared the immediate area, Harry looked around and found more and more people he knew fighting, also finishing off those still around. Severus and Harry sagged against each other for a few minutes to catch their breath before separating.

It was in that moment when Harry's back was unguarded that the unspeakable happened. Fenrir Greyback sprang forward from where he was hiding and attacked.

Harry cried out, as white hot pain, flooded through his body, from the base of his neck to his lower back.

Well honed survival instincts kicked in as Harry pivoted around and slashed out at shoulder level with one of his swords. Severus's bladed Battle Staff, connecting at the same time.

Harry collapsed in Severus's arms as Fenrir Greyback's head landed at the feet of horrified Remus Lupin. 10 feet away.