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| HARRY POTTER And The Second War |
| The following is a fan-fiction based on the Harry Potter series which all of the characters names and places belong to J.K. Rowling for copy right reasons. This particular fan-fiction is set after the events of the fifth Harry Potter book The Order Of The Phoenix. However this fan-fiction is still being written and this site will be updated as the writing progresses. This particular fan-fiction is written by Nathan Webb or more commonly known as Frodo Lives in the online harry potter dominion. for those who would like a specially formatted text format of the fan-fiction that you can save on your hard drive just e-mail me at [email protected] .Enjoy. |
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| This is where the first chapter ends, follow the link below to go to the next chapter. If you want a specially formated microsoft word version which includes a title page with images and the ability to save this fan-fic on your hard drive e-mail me at : [email protected] |
| UPDATE: COMPLETE RESTRUCURING ~ the entire story has been re-done and is now COMPLETE... however it ends in an interesting way and the sequel is in the works. |
| The chapters listed to the left are part of the completed story Harry Potter And The Second War. The first chapter of the completed story is directly below. The other link to the left is a link to the sequel THE SECOND WAR: Continued. Well you can take your pick of chapters to read or just dive right in directly below. Enjoy. |
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| ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever" -Napoleon Bonaparte- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1 Escape to the 16th The rain patted lightly against the bedroom window, the sky was neither blue nor black but grey. The colour in Harry�s world had gone grey, and a great dread hung over him. For there was a hole in Harry, a hole that Sirius once filled. Of course there was plenty of things going on in the wizarding world such as murders, disappearances, and muggle torturing. But Harry cared for none of this, like the events previous to Sirius�s death he simply didn�t care for them. The last three weeks of Harry�s life have been spent dwelling on his memories of Sirius. Every night for three weeks now Harry sat up late into the night dwelling on thoughts that aught not to be dwelled on. Harry dwelt on Sirius falling through the arch slowly his body tumbling in a great arc then vanishing without a sound. Sirius Black�s funeral was shortly after the end of the term, it was a small private funeral and Harry was one of the paul bearers. Sirius was a great man and virtually no one cared for the dead escaped convict of Azkaban. �He was a good man Harry, Sirius of all people would want you to be strong for him even though dark times approach. Be strong.� These were the last words Harry heard Dumbledore speak. The death the funeral the prophecy, it all seemed like a blur of pain that had been slowly numbing Harry�s mind. Harry sat on his bed peering out the window onto Privet Drive, his thoughts of Sirius still swirling in his head. I wish Sirius were here thought Harry. �Stop it� Harry told himself. Harry looked over at the beside clock the time was 12:01 at night, only twenty-four more hours until Harry was sixteen. For a moment Harry wished that Sirius could be here tomorrow for his sixteenth birthday. �Damn.� Harry whispered, as he reached for the bedside lamp. Harry picked up the lamp and started hitting himself on the head muttering much like Dobby �Don�t � think � about � Sirus�� Harry stopped hitting himself and listened intently, moments later Harry heard uncle Vernon�s distinctive snort. Harry abruptly put the lamp down and attempted to go to sleep, but all he could achieve was hours of staring at the ceiling until a shaft of orange light leapt into his room. The sun had rose. *** To avoid the Dursleys, Harry was up at the crack of dawn ate breakfast and returned to his room. Once in his room Harry decided waste time reading The Dark Arts Outsmarted which Harry had memorized by now. When suddenly a different memory started swirling in Harry�s mind, one not about Sirius. A kind old man appeared in Harry�s mind and spoke �It does not do to dwell on dreams� and forget to live.� These words stirred many memories in his mind. Memories of Hogwarts, of Ron and Hermione, of Quiditch, of Cho and lastly a caring old wizard who took Harry�s well being over a great plan. An urge rose up within Harry an urge to leave Privet Drive and never come back. Harry jumped form his bed and started throwing anything he could find into his trunk. �I�ll get out of here yet.� Harry muttered as he threw this object and that into his trunk. Then Harry�s pace slowed and Harry thought How? How was Harry going to get out of Privet Drive? He couldn�t use floo powder, He couldn�t apparate and he couldn�t fly (because the Firebolt was still locked in the Hogwarts dungeons). But Harry was being watched. �Yes, that�ll work, it better work.� Mumbled Harry as a plan grew in Harry�s mind. His plan was so simple, so easy. However the plan was not pain free but that did not matter, it was a greater pain for Harry to stay at Privet Drive anyways. Harry�s speed of packing increased ten-fold, and within moments he was packed. Harry left privet drive not carrying a single thing, not even his wand. �Its got to work� Harry told himself �Its got to� *** Mundungus was crouching amongst some bushes in a park only fifty feet from Harry. From beneath the invisibility cloak Mundungus saw Dudley or Big D as the locals called him, approaching Harry with his usual followers not far behind. From where Mundungus was not everything said was clear but he could tell Dudley was getting angry. �Oh Christ� Mundungus muttered as he got out from behind the bushes. *** It was shortly after noon as Harry saw Big D approach. Harry had spent all morning wandering around looking for Dudley and at last Harry found him. At last Harry�s plans would be executed, and hopefully they would work. �Hey is that the stupid git who�s been livin� with ya Big D?� Asked one of Dudley�s cronies. �Ya the filthy brat has been living off me mum and dad for years now. I just wish I could pound his face in� Shouted Dudley so that Harry could hear. �Why can�t ya pound his face in Big D?� Asked another cronie. �Well mainly cuz my mum would get mighty angry, after taking care of the filthy git all these years.� Replied Dudley, as they got even closer to Harry. �Hey Dudley, your mum says lunch is ready.� Harry called out. �Well see ya later Big D.� �Later D� called out Dudley�s followers. �Big D?� Asked Harry. �That�s not what your mum calls you Dudley.� Said Harry with a puzzled look on his face. �You shut your face �bout that right now!� Shouted Dudley. �What�s the matter Dudley, don�t you want your friends calling you little Diddykins like your mum does?� Saying this meant so much to Harry. In this moment alone Harry was feeling so malicious and so joyful that he completely forgot about Sirius. �YOU �EFFING BASTARD� Dudley shouted as he ran at Harry ready to kill. Dudley�s first punch was the worst; it hit Harry so hard in the stomach that Harry fell to his knees. The rest was a blur to Harry, it was all just a garbled mess of pain. But inside Harry was feeling Joyful, the more they hurt him the faster he would get out of Privet Drive. By the end of their little session neither Dudley or his cronies were stooping down to punch, they were just kicking Harry as hard as they could. *** When Harry came to he was sitting in a dim room with two pale fuzzy blobs obscuring his view. After a few short moments the two fuzzy blobs took shape. One was Mundungus Fletcher standing over Harry muttering �Oh my god.� The other was Miss Figg who was looking quite shocked. �Wha � where am � � Mumbled Harry as he sat up. �Hush now, just sit back and relax we�re getting you out of here straight away.� Cautioned Miss Figg. � Don�t worry Harry we got all of your belongings out of Privet Drive a few hours ago. We�re just waiting for some other members of the order then you�ll be out of here before you can say Quiditch.� �How?� questioned Harry. �You�ll be taking the knight bus out of here in a few minuets were just waiting for-� But Miss Figg was cut short as *Crack* Lupin, Mad-Eye, Tonks and Kingsley apparated into the room. �Harry are you all right?� asked Lupin. �Ya I�m fine.� replied Harry. Harry felt a great rush of gratitude for Lupin, at least Harry still had one father figure left. �Here Tonks, take this and go get the Knight Bus.� Said Moody handing Tonks the Puter-outer. �Yes boss.� Said Tonks sarcastically as she went to fetch the Knight Bus. �Can you stand up Harry?� Asked Lupin. �Ye � s� Replied Harry as he got up from the chair. Harry�s body ached all over, but it was worth it. Soon Harry would be turning sixteen and at least he wasn�t turning sixteen in Privet Drive. Lupin took Harry�s arm and pulled it over his shoulder. �Ready?� Asked Lupin. �I think so�� moaned Harry. �What about my trunk?� �I�ve got it� growled Mad-Eye as he picked up Harry�s trunk. �C�mon the bus is waiting� Said Tonks as she poked her head in the door. In the darkness Tonks led the way down the street with Lupin and Harry right behind her. Followed by Mad-Eye carrying Harry�s trunk, and Kingsley bringing up the rear. The only light that could be seen in the street was the eerie glow coming from within the Knight Bus. Harry could hardly believe that he would be at Grimauld Place soon, and in the meantime Dudley and his friends were sitting in prison. Ha thought Harry. Within an hour Harry was limping up the sidewalk to Grimauld Place leaning heavily on Lupin. When Harry entered he sat down at the kitchen table beside Lupin. �Where is everyone?� Asked Harry. �They�re all asleep, its quarter to midnight already.� Replied Lupin. Harry felt a lurch in his stomach, in fifteen minuets Harry would be sixteen. But what made Harry�s stomach really turn is that no one seemed to remember Harry�s birthday. Harry decided to turn in and with the help of Lupin Harry was back in his old room, with Ron snoring in the bed next to him louder than usual. *** It seemed to Harry that the instant he laid down Ron was shaking him up again. �C�mon Harry you gotta see this, C�mon get up.� Said Ron as he shook Harry to life. �All right I�m up, I�m up.� replied Harry as he sat up in bed. �What�s the big deal Ron?� �You gotta come see this, c�mon.� replied ran as he started ushering Harry out of the room. But just before Harry left the room he caught a glimpse at the clock that read 11:59. �What�s the big idea Ron, I�ve only been here for fifteen minuets?� Asked Harry as his anger was starting to bubble to the surface for the first time in months. �I�ve gotta show you something really important, c�mon.� Replied Ron. Harry stopped and turned to face Ron. �How important?� Said Harry now close to yelling, but Ron just avoided his eyes, like Dumbledore the year before. �Damit Ron, don�t avoid me, HOW IMPORNTANT?� Shouted Harry as his anger came into full blossom. �Its something very important, for the order mind you, now keep your voice down.� Replied Ron looking a little flustered. Harry raised no further questions instead he leaned on Ron as they went down the stairs. Ron led them to the kitchen where the door was closed, but the door was never closed. �Open it Harry.� Said Ron with a comical sound in his voice. Harry reached out and opened the door only to hear the most unusual sound in his entire life, and he grinned. �Happy Birthday Harry!� Roared Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Lupin, Tonks, Mad-Eye, Kingsley, Mundungus, Fred and George. This was the strangest sound Harry had ever heard in his life. The last person Harry can remember saying happy birthday Harry was Hagrid. Yet over the past five years Harry had received many happy birthday wishes in cards but Harry had never experienced a happy birthday like this one. �Whoa� Replied Harry as giggles ran through the small crowd. �Harry absolutely spiffing.� Said George mockingly while shaking Harry�s hand. �Harry, ruddy brilliant to see you.� Said Fred in the same manor. �We thought we heard you coming down the stairs Harry.� Stated George. Harry turned to face Ron who was looking very pleased with himself. �Oh, Ron I�m sorry I �� �Don�t be, I�m sure that if you shook me awake at midnight I�d be Angry too.� Replied Ron. �HARRY!� yelled some fuzzy looking hair mass headed straight for Harry. Hermione hugged Harry very tight, tighter than normal. �Ouch, watch the ribs.� Said Harry as he winced in Pain. �Oh, sorry Harry, come lets have some cake.� Said Hermione as she drug Harry to the kitchen table. Harry sat right down in front of the biggest cake he had ever seen, it took up a quarter of the table. The chocolate icing on the top was so dark it didn�t look like chocolate it just looked like a dark mass, with the words Happy Birthday Harry written on top in green icing. On top of the cake were sixteen very funny looking candles. The candles had no wax they just looked like pieces of string standing upright, probably magical candles. Harry looked up from the cake and at once everyone started singing happy birthday. Yet the instant they started singing the candles burst into green flame, which gave off a very sweet smelling aroma. When everyone stopped singing Harry took in a deep breath ready to blow out the candles. But as he breathed in the candles started blowing out on their own, and as Harry breathed in more candles went out. Harry breathed in until he could breath no more, and all that was left was two flaming candles. �Oooooh, two girlfriends, I wonder who they are?� said Fred. Then the last two candles burned out, and to Harry�s surprise the cake cut itself into equal pieces. Everyone took a piece of cake and began eating. �So Harry, how was your summer?� asked Mr. Weasley. �Not too bad, other than the beating this morning.� Said Harry. But in Harry�s heart he knew perfectly well that was a lie. This summer had been the worst summer yet with Sirius�s death and all. In fact the only part of the summer at Privet Drive Harry enjoyed was the beating. Around the table various chitchats were going on and after a few minuets everyone had fished their cake. �Well, I reckon its time for gifts.� Said Mad-Eye who was looking at a small pile of wrapped presents with his magical eye. The first present was from Fred and George, It was a green dragon skin coat much like theirs. �Those dragon skin coast are very handy Harry, if I were you I�d wear one all the time.� Said Fred �Even Ginny�s bat-bogey hex doesn�t work when you�re wearing one of these. Why did Ginny try to hex us anyways?� asked George. �I�m not sure its getting too hard too keep track of this prank or that now a days.� Replied Fred. The next gift was from Ron and Hermione, it was a small leather belt with a couple of small tubes at each side. Harry looked at it obviously puzzled as to what it is. �It�s a wand belt Harry, all of the Aurors have one.� Said Ron. �They�re very useful belts Harry, when your wand is in one of the loops no one can remove it except for you.� Stated Hermione. �Ya, even the disarming charm and Accio don�t work against it.� Said Ron excitedly. Harry put the belt on, beneath the dragon scale coat that he was already wearing. The last gift was from everyone else in the order that put their money together to get Harry, what looked like a small pocket watch. Harry opened the pocket watch and inside was a watch and a mirror opposite the watch. Harry looked at the mirror a second but nothing was in the mirror except for a few fuzzy shapes. �Opposite of the watch Harry, is one of the world�s smallest foe glasses and one of the most accurate too.� Stated Moody. After Harry thanked everyone for the wonderful gifts, especially the watch, Harry turned in. *** It seemed to Harry that he was only asleep for a few hours when he was being shaken awake again. This time it was Lupin shaking him awake. �All right Harry up you get now, c�mon now get out of bed, up now Harry, wake up Harry.� Said Lupin as he shook Harry awake. Harry got out of bed put his glasses on and looked at the clock. It was seven in the morning and Lupin was now ushering him to come downstairs. �C�mon Harry this is important you need to come with me right now.� �Why?� asked Harry. �Its something important about Sirius, I�ll let you get dressed and hurry up I haven�t got much time.� Replied Lupin hurriedly as he left the room. Harry got dressed as fast as he could and when he came downstairs Lupin was sitting at the kitchen table with several papers in front of him. �What�s the big rush?� asked Harry as he sat down opposite of Lupin. �Well Harry, I�m the executor of Sirius�s estate and well� he� he left everything to you Harry.� Said Lupin hesitantly as if he didn�t know how Harry was going to react. �Harry I need you to sign this�� said Lupin as he slid a sheet of paper across the table. �It�s a simple legal form that says you accept Sirius�s estate which includes the house his gringots account and all of his possessions. Harry you really need to sign this, because if you don�t� er� if you don�t sign this Narcissa Malfoy will inherit the estate. Then the order will have no place to operate out of, and it could take months to find and hide a new location for the order.� Said Lupin cautiously trying very hard not to set Harry off. Luckily enough Harry signed the form without saying a word, then Lupin breathed a sigh of relief. �So, why did you have to wake me up so early?� questioned Harry. �Well I have some things to do for the order over the next couple of days and this form is due at the ministry soon so I thought we best get it out of the way.� Replied Lupin appearing a lot more relaxed since Harry didn�t blow up in his face. Lupin got up and started putting the sheets into his suitcase when �Oh, Harry I almost forgot you will also have to take care of Kreature I�m afraid he knows to much to be set free.� With that Lupin got up and left the room before Harry went kazoo. Harry sat there at the table for a moment stunned �take care of Kreature.� The words Lupin had just spoken swirled in his head for what seemed like an eternity. Harry had to take care of the house elf responsible for Sirius�s death he couldn�t stand it. He felt like he was back in Dumbledore�s office brimming with anger and then the answer came to Harry. It came to Harry as he stared at a row of pillars with house elf�s heads on them and one empty pillar with the name Kreature written on the side of it. *** It was almost eight o�clock as Ron Ginny and Hermione sat down to breakfast when. �DIE DIE DIE� came Harry�s voice from upstairs Ron Ginny and Hermione dropped everything they were doing and ran upstairs as fast as they could. When they got to the top of the stairs they opened the door to the one unclean room in the house and. �HARRY NO!� yelled Hermione as Harry raised a bloodstained axe. *** Harry had the perfect idea of how to get Kreature to stop muttering and well behave like a normal house elf. �I need a damn axe.� Said Harry as he got up from the kitchen table. Harry spent the next hour running around looking for an axe, and finally he had found one. It was a grim looking yet delicate axe, and the axe was probably used for the previous house elves. Harry took the axe down from the shelf he had found it on and headed up the stairs to find Kreature. Harry finally found Kreature in Sirius�s old room muttering to himself. �Kreature stand at attention your master�s here.� Said Harry. Kreature stood up and faced Harry, Kreature was obviously trembling with rage. �If you don�t stop muttering evil things and behaving yourself then I�m going to make you a foot shorter than you are now.� Said Harry threateningly as he brandished the large axe. �KREATURE WILL TAKE NO ORDERS FROM THE SON OF A FILTHY MUD-BLOOD!� Yelled Kreature spraying Harry with spit. �DIE, DIE, DIE.� Shouted Harry as he took three large swings at the house elf. The first swing missed Kreature completely, but the second stroke took the house elves ear off as blood splattered the wall. Kreature tried to jump over the third swing but the house elf was simply too short. In mid swing the axe caught Kreature in both knees taking off both of his legs from the knee down. The room was now splattered with blood as well as Harry who looked like an ancient Viking wielding an axe whilst soaked in blood. Harry raised his bloodstained axe for the kill when the door burst open. �HARRY NO!� yelled Hermione as she ran at Harry with Ron and Ginny not far behind. Hermione was running so fast that Harry was afraid he would hit her with the axe, so Harry slowed his swing. Hermione with speed she had never used before got between Harry and the house elf drowning in his own blood. �Harry think about what you�re doing.� Said Hermione irritably as her hands rose in defence of Kreature. �Ya, I�m sorry, it�s just that he �� But Harry was cut off with the defiant yells of Kreature. �Kreature needs no bitch of a mud-blood to defend her.� Said creature defiantly as his voice grew weak. Hermione stepped aside in pure shock as she stared at Kreature not knowing what to think. Harry took advantage of this moment and brought down the axe in one swift motion, beheading Kreature. |
| THE SECOND WAR Continued |
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