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Ch 1 "The Old ones"

Harry awoke with a start. He lay in the middle of a circular, stone room. The air around him was warm and filled with soul piercing white brightness. Where was Voldemort? Had they won? Or was he…A familiar voice pulled Harry from his ever-rapid train of thought.

“Stand up my boy.” And there above him were the shining blue eyes he had been longing to see.

“Dum?…Wait…Oh god…I am…”

“My goodness, I can’t be expected to counter a rant like that.” He gave a soft chuckle.

“Sir? Where am I? If you’re here then…”

“You Harry are not anywhere…and everywhere.”

“I died?”

“You’re in the process. But not quite there. We’re in the congregate of the Old Ones.”

“The…huh?”

“My…I should have assessed the syllabus for ‘History of Magic’. The Old Ones Harry. Wizards who have looked out for our world from the beginning of time. They serve many purposes. Two of the most pertinent are of course guiding the dead and keeping balance on earth, which I dare say they have been rather lax on.” He whispered that last part and patted Harry on the shoulder.

“So…I’m here…to be guided?”

“I have been assured that, that is not the purpose of this meeting.”

“Meeting? With the Old Ones?”

“Ah I have a few surprises yet.” He gestured behind him. “Some familiar faces should sooth you.” Harry gasped. There in front of him stood his parents and Sirius.

“Mom? Dad? …Sirius? What?”

“Harry.” His father stated simply and pulled him into a tight hug. “My brave, brave boy.”

“Takes after his Godfather no doubt. Come here.” He wrapped Harry in strong arms.

Lily put her hands on either side of Harry’s face and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

“You, Harry, are more then any Mother could have hoped for. Just look at you.” Harry looked at his Mother frantically.

“I’m sorry but, my friends, the battle, I have to go back. I have to finish it.”

“Worry not my son. Time passes differently in this place.”

“Do you know what they want?”

“We do Harry but it is not for us to discuss with you. We’ll be by your side…We’ve always been by your side. Come now. It’s time.” Harry felt that he was suddenly seated and was staring at five people sitting behind a large stone slab. His parents were to his left and Sirius and Dumbledore were to his right.

“Harry Potter it is a pleasure.” The woman in front of him seemed to have light bursting from inside her tiny frame

“We are truly sorry to inform you that the war, for you, is far from over. You will not join your family this day. You must keep fighting. It is not destined that the man you call Voldemort will die by your hand at this time. We must engage ourselves in another matter.” Said a man that could be a relative of Dumbledore

“You and your people are a true asset in the balance. To let any of you die, as of now, would dramatically throw off symbiosis in your world. And as your headmaster has pointed out we have not watched as closely as the situation needed us to. Our side has lost a great ally tonight. While it is true that he was supposed to die right when he did, we did not see the strength that the other side was retaining. We feel it pertinent that he be returned with you to continue to fight.” This woman spoke like Luna.

“There has been a slight conflict as to whom this man’s soul belongs to. We know it’s us and The Others…that is to say our dark counterpart, believe that it is them. There is a way however that there will be no doubt. If you…our greatest warrior agree to undergo a practice older then time, Iugum Animus, or a bonding of souls. You would be part of each other from now into eternity. You would guide him into light; he would keep you grounded into reality. That is all the information I can give you. You must make this sacrifice without further knowledge.”

Harry spoke at last. “I can save his soul and go back? Finish what I started?”

“That is correct.”

“Do I get to know who this man is?”

“Of course dear boy.” The fifth man spoke. “The man that you would be bound to is Severus Snape.”

“Snape? I… but…bound? He loved my mother…He hated…”

“He felt a pull to Lily, that much is sure, but it was you that his soul craved. It was you. It knew you could be his savior. Surely he felt a connection to you, which caused the animosity. You must make your choice.”

Harry looked to his parents. His father squeezed his hand. His Mother smiled sweetly and gave a small nod.

Forever? He would be bound to Snape forever. “Does he get a choice?”

They remained silent. “They can tell you no more.” Dumbledore assured him. “Do what you feel Harry.” Harry could feel the love of his family. He had to make a choice. He had to get back to the fight. After a long breath he answered.

“I accept.” All in the room smiled.

“You have our gratitude Harry. He will arrive shortly.”

“Can you tell me what he decided?”

“He was willing to go where we saw fit. He didn’t wish to be a burden on someone so young.”

“But it was his soul…” Snape wouldn’t make him unhappy even to save his soul? At that moment Snape seemed to appear before him.

“He was agreeable Severus.” The look in Snapes eyes surprised Harry. Regret?

“Foolish boy.” He kept his gaze down.

“All that has been said is all that needed to be said. Iugum Animus!” Two streaks of white light drifted up, one born of Snape, one of Harry. They twisted until they were one. Then braided back into two separate streams then reentered the two men.

“You will have thirty days here, which will pass in the blink of an eye in the battle. Get to know one another. Harry use your family as a guide. At the end of that time you will return to fight, united.” With that the room began to spin when it stopped Harry found that he and snape where in a cottage…his parents cottage. They were alone.

“So…forever huh?” Harry tried to break the ice.

“Do you know what you’ve done?” Snape’s voice was a defeated whisper. “Eternity Harry, you’ll be saddled with me for eternity.”

“I…I had to do something…What if The Others…”

“It’s where I belong…the things I’ve done.” He shook his head. “And now you’ve paid for all of it.” Harry felt an urge to comfort the other man. He took Snape’s face in his hand, just as his mother had done. “I would do it again. I’ve seen your memories. You’re a good man Severus Snape. We have to fight, even if it is next to each other on the front line.” At that moment the older man collapsed into the other and began to weep.




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