Through the parade of fire
Author: tinyscribbles80
Title: Through the parade of fire
Pairing:Draco/Harry
Rating: PG for now
Summary: When the Potters found out that Voldermort was targeting them, they invoked the King of the Elven Gods. Harry was spirited away to another world and he returns thirteen years later only to be embroiled in another war.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K.Rowling and those affiliated to the ‘Harry Potter’ series. The Dark Elves belongs to Games workshop’s Warhammer fantasy fictional universe.
A/N: Introducing Audric Gilbert Dumbledore. OC, taking the role of Albus Dumbledore twin brother.
Prologue | Chapter 1: Kaelis Ra | Chapter 2: Piercing The Worlds |
Chapter 3: Acquainting
When James and Lily Potter died that night, the aurors dispatched to their homes had assumed that their child had been killed in the most, cruelest way imaginable. For one thing, Harry couldn't be found anywhere in the vicinity and there was also that stench of magic drifting faintly in the living room which made them uneasy as though there was a grim reaper right there watching them.
He however, didn't think that particular energy was exclusively Tom’s. He couldn't describe it other than all-consuming. They've never encountered anything like that before. So they had thought that the Potters could have given Harry away to someone else’s care without them knowing.
Petunia who had been at the scene with her own baby boy, was Lily’s older muggle sister and secret keeper. But she had been too distraught to answer any of their questions that he had to use legilimency on her. He discovered that she had been too scared to bear it alone and had told her husband, Vernon Dursley. He wasn't sure how the death eaters had found them but Vernon was the one who told them of the Potters whereabouts. He was of course killed and it was only a miracle that Petunia and her son survived the attacks. There wasn't any indication that the Potters had plans to pass Harry to someone else though. Either that or Petunia didn't know about it or Harry simply had died.
“Similar isn't it? The aura?” Audrick commented. Albus nodded watching the sleeping Harry quietly. It would be quite a while yet before the boy recovers completely. The extent of his internal injuries as he found after a series of diagnostic spells were appalling. He hadn't dare to apparate them to his rooms at the inn and being a muggle populated place, he couldn't use magic either except for the lightening charm on Harry. He had sent Hedwig with an urgent letter to Albus and blessed him; he brought Poppy with him too bearing vials of potions with her. She just left a few minutes ago with a stern reminder to inform her if anything got worse.
“The darkness disturbs me.” Said Albus “I sensed it as a different entity blanketing his given magic, which is quite strong in itself.” He observed, his eyes straying to the broken peridot sitting on the bedside table. “The question is however, was how and why this other magic was born.”
Audric moved to sit by the bed and Harry stirred muttering in the language he had heard earlier but did not awaken. “ I've never heard of that tongue before.” His twin lent forward in his seat looking curiously at the boy.
“Is it possible then, that Harry had come through from another dimension?” He mused. If Albus hadn't heard of the language then no one has. “I can only suspect that James and Lily had invoked a … being and Harry was spirited away to another world for his safety.”
“Do you mean the Norse mythology where there are nine worlds alongside each other? Invoking it through one of those runes?” Albus asked. He would have shrugged if only his shoulder wasn't so stiff from carrying Harry. His twin looked thoughtful for a moment then shook his head slowly. “I recalled a study being made when we were in school and those runes couldn't be applied.”
“Ah, but you did tell me that James had been an exceptionally bright student.” He interjected not so ready to dismiss his own idea. “He could have found a way to make the runes work.”
“That might be so.” Albus said after a few moments of silence. “But I have no inclination of finding out. Some things are better left untouched. If there is really another world or eight, then there is a reason why we are kept from each other.”
Audric of course agreed with him. They might have been said to be the most powerful wizards of their time, Albus more so, but they do understand limitations. The sun was beginning to set and Albus rose from his chair. “Intriguing as this may be Audric, I really have to go.”
“Of course.” Audric understood the responsibilities his brother has and he too rose from where he was seated. “Has Alastor agreed to the position then?”
“Oh yes he did.” He answered and eyed him through the crescent spectacle of his. “I would have preferred you taking up the job though.”
“And keep an eye on me?” Audric chuckled. “I’m not a young lad anymore Albus. I certainly do not get into much trouble as I did before.” His brother quirked a smile, “see that you don’t.” He watched Harry curiously for a while longer. “It is strange though that he landed at the forest where Tom had been hiding of all places.”
“Or maybe because I’m there.” He pointed out. His brother has enough concerns as it was without him having to think if what happened held any significance. Albus snorted unbecomingly holding his arms open and he hugged his brother. “Find anything out if you can from Harry and keep me posted.”
“I will.” He answered stepping out from the embrace and Albus disapparated out of the room. Harry stirred again in the bed but he soon fell quiet. Obviously, the first thing in order was the language barrier. His stomach gave a loud rumble and dinner of course.
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Harry’s recovery was faster than he had anticipated. There were difficulties in communicating of course; hand gestures could only do so much. Blessed the muggles they have such things as learning audio-books and texts on alphabets and numbers. He had gotten those to teach Harry and the progress was slow. He could see the boy’s growing frustration and it led to something amazing.
He was trying to get Harry to read a simple book that evening, but instead, the boy reached out for the Oxford Dictionary and begun doing something strange. He laid his hands flat upon the tome and without a word of incantation, the book glowed gold. The surface liquefied like mercury. The substances looked to be seeping into Harry’s hand and as the glow slowly faded, the boy began to radiate it. Audric stared on in wonder watching Harry’s eyes slipped into their whites. The magic surrounding Harry hummed pleasantly and the boy nodded occasionally with comprehension as though things were being explained to him. In the end, the glow subsided sinking into his skin and Harry opened his eyes.
“What did you do?” said Audric. Harry looked at him and spoke rather sedately as though getting used to the words leaving his mouth. “I absorbed the meaning of those words. I was proficient enough with the phonics. I just thought to speed things up.”
He would like to believe that he didn't gape at the speech. Wasn't it only yesterday that Harry could barely understand what he had been saying? He reached for the dictionary flipping the tome open. The words were still there.
“I only absorbed the meanings. I didn't literally drink the words.” Harry said, his mouth curving a little with amusement. Then the boy touched his face looking surprised. “This is what they call a smile.”Audrick frowned wondering about the statement. He cleared his throat and sat beside him.
“How did you achieve it Harry? And performing it without a wand, precious few wizards your age could do wandless magic.” Harry shrugged. “I want it badly enough to be able to converse with you Audric and nobody in my previous world needs a wand.” He looked at him with inquisitive eyes. “Does every wizards and witches here need a wand?”
“Most of them do Harry.” He answered handing Harry his own wand for the boy to examine. “It’s a conduit to amplify their magic.”
“Amplify?” Said Harry surprised handing him back the wand. “Then their magic would be even stronger. It must be really destructive.”Audric studied the boy. Destructive? He wasn't sure to what extent Harry meant destructive. A magical person has a filter to their core magic hence the need to use a wand or else there wasn't a chance for them to use it. As he had said, only precious few could perform wandless magic, it drained too much strength.
“How did you learn to control your magic Harry?” He asked instead and the boy hummed. “Mine is a bit different I think.” He bit his lower lip looking like he was guilty and shook his head. “I cannot explain how I came to mine - but I think I can show you why my magic is as it is.”
“And how do you propose in doing this?” Audric asked interestedly. Harry watched and assessed him cocking his head a little as though still deciding. The boy then nodded firmly. “I sensed that you are very strong. I can let you see my memories.” The boy knows of legilimency, he thought in wonder. “There might be a slight problem. I wouldn't be able to understand what is being said.”
“I thought of that.” Harry said. “I think I might be able to influence you into understanding the speech.” Audric studied him a bit more before receiving Harry’s outstretched hands. “Then pardon my intrusion my boy.”
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It was exhausting for him and even more so for Harry that the boy just nodded groggily to him and trudged back to bed. True to his words, he did understand what they had been saying in those countless of memories. How Harry had done that though was something he couldn't explain. He only noticed a shift and quite suddenly they were speaking in English.
He had written to Albus straight away - a rather long one and wasn't the least bit surprised when his twin apparated into his room bearing a pensieve. The one he’s been staring at for the last hour. Albus had demanded to see it. He acquiesced readily; quite eager he was to be rid of the images. It was still there in his mind of course it’s just that by doing so somewhat muted the sickening feeling the memories produced. Such evil the boy had to endure at a young age. To be tainted by war at eleven years old, his magic manifested with a soul taken by his own hands, so raw and dark and blindingly bright at the same time. He threw unknown spells after spells that brought chill up his spine, witnessing the gruesome death he left in his wake but what had frightened him the most, was the cold nonchalance through the entire deed.
Albus reappeared from the pensieve. He staggered to a chair and sank down heavily, beads of perspiration dotted around his snowy eyebrows. No pensieve memories should affect anyone that way. He waited for his brother to collect himself into a semblance of calm. But it didn't come and the silence grew longer burdened by fear.
“Well?” Audrick pushed. He wanted to know what his twin brother thought of Harry since he had no idea what to make of the boy himself. Albus sighed and looked at him gravely. “I cannot undo what James and Lily did in the past but there is nothing I would love to do than to banish Harry back to where he came from.”
He stared and blinked and stared again. Then fury came in a rush when the words sunk in. “Thirteen years he has had to live through that unnaturalness Albus. We will not push him away, he belongs here. That child is James and Lily’s for Merlin’s sake!”
“Unnaturalness!” Albus snapped. “That Elf Witch King has created a curse, do you not see it Audric.”
“Then we all are a curse. You cannot say that we are natural to begin with. There is nothing in the wizarding world that is natural. The wizards, the witches, the hags, the giants, the vampires, the werewolves, the list goes on Albus. It’s just bigotry! Who are we to deny him the world which he rightfully has to tread on?”
“He will be a liability to us. The power he has, the knowledge he bears -” Albus took a long deep breath and continued much quietly. “If Tom catches wind of this, what havoc will he raise Audric?”
“Then what havoc do you think Malekith will wreck if he has Harry by his side again?” He questioned glaring at his brother who shook his head. “I believe that the Dark Eldar won’t remember him.”
“But who is to say that Malekith won’t recognize the power? He did so then, he will do so now. If you send Harry back there, there will be another war in our hands and it will be much more terrible than what we are going to face.” Audric argued and his brother fell silent. He had never seen Albus looking so trapped. They couldn't retreat nor could they advance. He heaved a frustrated breath. “You have seen what they can do Albus. If we were to war with them then there will be no victory. They’re bloodthirsty creatures. They rejoice in despair and from what I understood, Harry is the only key to this world. It is best that the boy doesn't leave.”
“Then there is absolutely nothing we can do. We can’t simply lock him away from the world.”Albus said. “Nor can we obliviate him for a powerful enough wizard can just break the charm and I certainly cannot remove a memory entirely like Harry did.” He stopped speaking fingering the broken gem with a sort of reverence. The peridot as it turned out was a part of Malekith’s memories, and in that memory revealed the rune which James had used for invoking. But comprehension still eluded him of why it had become the instrument for Harry to cross the worlds. “I do not understand their power Audric. There is no logic in them and it unsettles me. I’m getting too old for this.”
And Albus looked just exactly that. So wearied that he stooped in the chair and Audrick mirrored him so, right to the very last silver hair and lines wrinkling their faces. “But we must soldier on like we've always done.” He said smiling gently to Albus. “I will keep Harry by my side. You won’t have to worry about Tom learning of him. We will stay out of the war if we must.”
“It is the only precaution that is prudent.” Albus said looking as grim as ever. “But my fears won’t rest.
Chapter Index
TBC… Hope you’ve enjoyed this and comments would be appreciated even if it’s tough love ^^
Title: Through the parade of fire
Pairing:Draco/Harry
Rating: PG for now
Summary: When the Potters found out that Voldermort was targeting them, they invoked the King of the Elven Gods. Harry was spirited away to another world and he returns thirteen years later only to be embroiled in another war.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K.Rowling and those affiliated to the ‘Harry Potter’ series. The Dark Elves belongs to Games workshop’s Warhammer fantasy fictional universe.
A/N: Introducing Audric Gilbert Dumbledore. OC, taking the role of Albus Dumbledore twin brother.
Prologue | Chapter 1: Kaelis Ra | Chapter 2: Piercing The Worlds |
Chapter 3: Acquainting
When James and Lily Potter died that night, the aurors dispatched to their homes had assumed that their child had been killed in the most, cruelest way imaginable. For one thing, Harry couldn't be found anywhere in the vicinity and there was also that stench of magic drifting faintly in the living room which made them uneasy as though there was a grim reaper right there watching them.
He however, didn't think that particular energy was exclusively Tom’s. He couldn't describe it other than all-consuming. They've never encountered anything like that before. So they had thought that the Potters could have given Harry away to someone else’s care without them knowing.
Petunia who had been at the scene with her own baby boy, was Lily’s older muggle sister and secret keeper. But she had been too distraught to answer any of their questions that he had to use legilimency on her. He discovered that she had been too scared to bear it alone and had told her husband, Vernon Dursley. He wasn't sure how the death eaters had found them but Vernon was the one who told them of the Potters whereabouts. He was of course killed and it was only a miracle that Petunia and her son survived the attacks. There wasn't any indication that the Potters had plans to pass Harry to someone else though. Either that or Petunia didn't know about it or Harry simply had died.
“Similar isn't it? The aura?” Audrick commented. Albus nodded watching the sleeping Harry quietly. It would be quite a while yet before the boy recovers completely. The extent of his internal injuries as he found after a series of diagnostic spells were appalling. He hadn't dare to apparate them to his rooms at the inn and being a muggle populated place, he couldn't use magic either except for the lightening charm on Harry. He had sent Hedwig with an urgent letter to Albus and blessed him; he brought Poppy with him too bearing vials of potions with her. She just left a few minutes ago with a stern reminder to inform her if anything got worse.
“The darkness disturbs me.” Said Albus “I sensed it as a different entity blanketing his given magic, which is quite strong in itself.” He observed, his eyes straying to the broken peridot sitting on the bedside table. “The question is however, was how and why this other magic was born.”
Audric moved to sit by the bed and Harry stirred muttering in the language he had heard earlier but did not awaken. “ I've never heard of that tongue before.” His twin lent forward in his seat looking curiously at the boy.
“Is it possible then, that Harry had come through from another dimension?” He mused. If Albus hadn't heard of the language then no one has. “I can only suspect that James and Lily had invoked a … being and Harry was spirited away to another world for his safety.”
“Do you mean the Norse mythology where there are nine worlds alongside each other? Invoking it through one of those runes?” Albus asked. He would have shrugged if only his shoulder wasn't so stiff from carrying Harry. His twin looked thoughtful for a moment then shook his head slowly. “I recalled a study being made when we were in school and those runes couldn't be applied.”
“Ah, but you did tell me that James had been an exceptionally bright student.” He interjected not so ready to dismiss his own idea. “He could have found a way to make the runes work.”
“That might be so.” Albus said after a few moments of silence. “But I have no inclination of finding out. Some things are better left untouched. If there is really another world or eight, then there is a reason why we are kept from each other.”
Audric of course agreed with him. They might have been said to be the most powerful wizards of their time, Albus more so, but they do understand limitations. The sun was beginning to set and Albus rose from his chair. “Intriguing as this may be Audric, I really have to go.”
“Of course.” Audric understood the responsibilities his brother has and he too rose from where he was seated. “Has Alastor agreed to the position then?”
“Oh yes he did.” He answered and eyed him through the crescent spectacle of his. “I would have preferred you taking up the job though.”
“And keep an eye on me?” Audric chuckled. “I’m not a young lad anymore Albus. I certainly do not get into much trouble as I did before.” His brother quirked a smile, “see that you don’t.” He watched Harry curiously for a while longer. “It is strange though that he landed at the forest where Tom had been hiding of all places.”
“Or maybe because I’m there.” He pointed out. His brother has enough concerns as it was without him having to think if what happened held any significance. Albus snorted unbecomingly holding his arms open and he hugged his brother. “Find anything out if you can from Harry and keep me posted.”
“I will.” He answered stepping out from the embrace and Albus disapparated out of the room. Harry stirred again in the bed but he soon fell quiet. Obviously, the first thing in order was the language barrier. His stomach gave a loud rumble and dinner of course.
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Harry’s recovery was faster than he had anticipated. There were difficulties in communicating of course; hand gestures could only do so much. Blessed the muggles they have such things as learning audio-books and texts on alphabets and numbers. He had gotten those to teach Harry and the progress was slow. He could see the boy’s growing frustration and it led to something amazing.
He was trying to get Harry to read a simple book that evening, but instead, the boy reached out for the Oxford Dictionary and begun doing something strange. He laid his hands flat upon the tome and without a word of incantation, the book glowed gold. The surface liquefied like mercury. The substances looked to be seeping into Harry’s hand and as the glow slowly faded, the boy began to radiate it. Audric stared on in wonder watching Harry’s eyes slipped into their whites. The magic surrounding Harry hummed pleasantly and the boy nodded occasionally with comprehension as though things were being explained to him. In the end, the glow subsided sinking into his skin and Harry opened his eyes.
“What did you do?” said Audric. Harry looked at him and spoke rather sedately as though getting used to the words leaving his mouth. “I absorbed the meaning of those words. I was proficient enough with the phonics. I just thought to speed things up.”
He would like to believe that he didn't gape at the speech. Wasn't it only yesterday that Harry could barely understand what he had been saying? He reached for the dictionary flipping the tome open. The words were still there.
“I only absorbed the meanings. I didn't literally drink the words.” Harry said, his mouth curving a little with amusement. Then the boy touched his face looking surprised. “This is what they call a smile.”Audrick frowned wondering about the statement. He cleared his throat and sat beside him.
“How did you achieve it Harry? And performing it without a wand, precious few wizards your age could do wandless magic.” Harry shrugged. “I want it badly enough to be able to converse with you Audric and nobody in my previous world needs a wand.” He looked at him with inquisitive eyes. “Does every wizards and witches here need a wand?”
“Most of them do Harry.” He answered handing Harry his own wand for the boy to examine. “It’s a conduit to amplify their magic.”
“Amplify?” Said Harry surprised handing him back the wand. “Then their magic would be even stronger. It must be really destructive.”Audric studied the boy. Destructive? He wasn't sure to what extent Harry meant destructive. A magical person has a filter to their core magic hence the need to use a wand or else there wasn't a chance for them to use it. As he had said, only precious few could perform wandless magic, it drained too much strength.
“How did you learn to control your magic Harry?” He asked instead and the boy hummed. “Mine is a bit different I think.” He bit his lower lip looking like he was guilty and shook his head. “I cannot explain how I came to mine - but I think I can show you why my magic is as it is.”
“And how do you propose in doing this?” Audric asked interestedly. Harry watched and assessed him cocking his head a little as though still deciding. The boy then nodded firmly. “I sensed that you are very strong. I can let you see my memories.” The boy knows of legilimency, he thought in wonder. “There might be a slight problem. I wouldn't be able to understand what is being said.”
“I thought of that.” Harry said. “I think I might be able to influence you into understanding the speech.” Audric studied him a bit more before receiving Harry’s outstretched hands. “Then pardon my intrusion my boy.”
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It was exhausting for him and even more so for Harry that the boy just nodded groggily to him and trudged back to bed. True to his words, he did understand what they had been saying in those countless of memories. How Harry had done that though was something he couldn't explain. He only noticed a shift and quite suddenly they were speaking in English.
He had written to Albus straight away - a rather long one and wasn't the least bit surprised when his twin apparated into his room bearing a pensieve. The one he’s been staring at for the last hour. Albus had demanded to see it. He acquiesced readily; quite eager he was to be rid of the images. It was still there in his mind of course it’s just that by doing so somewhat muted the sickening feeling the memories produced. Such evil the boy had to endure at a young age. To be tainted by war at eleven years old, his magic manifested with a soul taken by his own hands, so raw and dark and blindingly bright at the same time. He threw unknown spells after spells that brought chill up his spine, witnessing the gruesome death he left in his wake but what had frightened him the most, was the cold nonchalance through the entire deed.
Albus reappeared from the pensieve. He staggered to a chair and sank down heavily, beads of perspiration dotted around his snowy eyebrows. No pensieve memories should affect anyone that way. He waited for his brother to collect himself into a semblance of calm. But it didn't come and the silence grew longer burdened by fear.
“Well?” Audrick pushed. He wanted to know what his twin brother thought of Harry since he had no idea what to make of the boy himself. Albus sighed and looked at him gravely. “I cannot undo what James and Lily did in the past but there is nothing I would love to do than to banish Harry back to where he came from.”
He stared and blinked and stared again. Then fury came in a rush when the words sunk in. “Thirteen years he has had to live through that unnaturalness Albus. We will not push him away, he belongs here. That child is James and Lily’s for Merlin’s sake!”
“Unnaturalness!” Albus snapped. “That Elf Witch King has created a curse, do you not see it Audric.”
“Then we all are a curse. You cannot say that we are natural to begin with. There is nothing in the wizarding world that is natural. The wizards, the witches, the hags, the giants, the vampires, the werewolves, the list goes on Albus. It’s just bigotry! Who are we to deny him the world which he rightfully has to tread on?”
“He will be a liability to us. The power he has, the knowledge he bears -” Albus took a long deep breath and continued much quietly. “If Tom catches wind of this, what havoc will he raise Audric?”
“Then what havoc do you think Malekith will wreck if he has Harry by his side again?” He questioned glaring at his brother who shook his head. “I believe that the Dark Eldar won’t remember him.”
“But who is to say that Malekith won’t recognize the power? He did so then, he will do so now. If you send Harry back there, there will be another war in our hands and it will be much more terrible than what we are going to face.” Audric argued and his brother fell silent. He had never seen Albus looking so trapped. They couldn't retreat nor could they advance. He heaved a frustrated breath. “You have seen what they can do Albus. If we were to war with them then there will be no victory. They’re bloodthirsty creatures. They rejoice in despair and from what I understood, Harry is the only key to this world. It is best that the boy doesn't leave.”
“Then there is absolutely nothing we can do. We can’t simply lock him away from the world.”Albus said. “Nor can we obliviate him for a powerful enough wizard can just break the charm and I certainly cannot remove a memory entirely like Harry did.” He stopped speaking fingering the broken gem with a sort of reverence. The peridot as it turned out was a part of Malekith’s memories, and in that memory revealed the rune which James had used for invoking. But comprehension still eluded him of why it had become the instrument for Harry to cross the worlds. “I do not understand their power Audric. There is no logic in them and it unsettles me. I’m getting too old for this.”
And Albus looked just exactly that. So wearied that he stooped in the chair and Audrick mirrored him so, right to the very last silver hair and lines wrinkling their faces. “But we must soldier on like we've always done.” He said smiling gently to Albus. “I will keep Harry by my side. You won’t have to worry about Tom learning of him. We will stay out of the war if we must.”
“It is the only precaution that is prudent.” Albus said looking as grim as ever. “But my fears won’t rest.
Chapter Index
TBC… Hope you’ve enjoyed this and comments would be appreciated even if it’s tough love ^^