Shadows and Orbs

Chapter 14

Over the years Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore had gained wisdom and knew exactly the ways in which the wizarding world would need to progress to continue to flourish. That involved taking the pure-bloods out of power and putting muggleborns into the positions of power so that they could govern the wizarding world, changing laws and the way things were run to keep with the times. Meaning no more arranged marriages or pureblood traditions of things like mating ceremonies. This was the vision Albus wanted, to change the wizarding world to a place which accepted muggleborns and those who were different.

Over time Albus had lost count of the times he uttered the phrase 'for the greater good'. And that is just what Albus Dumbledore was doing…everything was for the greater good. He knew that placing Harry Potter with his muggle relatives was wrong, but Harry needed to be moulded once at Hogwarts into the perfect saviour and he knew that if he knew about the wizarding world before hand he would begin to understand the viewpoints and conflicting opinions of the secret world which could lead to Harry forming his own opinion about what was right and wrong.

When Harry arrived he knew that Ron Weasley would make a good friend, loyal to the light and wanting to escape from his brothers shadows meant that Ron would stick to Harry like glue. And Harry, true to Albus's expectations, grasped tightly to his first friend. Ron was able to guide Harry to Albus's thinking and the muggleborn Hermione Granger just amplified this. At first Albus was worried about her effect on Harry but over time he began to understand that she would be a very good influence on Harry…she was smart and knew how to make Harry learn and if anything Hermione Granger abided by the rules. There was no way that Harry would learn anything dark under her friendship.

However, over the first year Harry began to notice some worrying things…Harry James Potter reminded him too much of Tom Marvolo Riddle. Harry seemed to have a side which showed when no-one was looking; occasionally he would cast dark looks around him towards his friends and house mates and would often disappear during the day and sporadically during the night. Upon investigation Albus noticed that Harry would sneak into the library looking at any books he could get his small hands on. Many years\ago he had caught Tom Riddle doing the same, trying to gain knowledge of the world he had found themselves in. Yet at the end of the year Harry defeated Voldemort and Albus felt his fears about Harry diminish.

During Harry's second year though his fears began to creep back into his mind as he discovered Harry's ability of Parseltongue. Albus suspected that it was a transfer of power from Voldemort that fateful night and began to wonder whether any other things had being transferred over…like personality traits or other powers…Yet once again Albus felt his worries cease when Harry defeated the basilisk and save Ginny Weasley.

Harry's 3rd year was when Albus began to understand that Harry would one day try and escape his grasp…Harry was his own person and he was powerful meaning that if he knew enough then he would leave Hogwarts and be unable to help Albus forge the world he had always dreamed of. He knew that Sirius Black would be proved innocent should Peter Pettigrew be caught so when the time was right he helped the rat…no-one seeing him in the nearby bushes under a notice-me-not charm. That summer Harry returned to the Dursley's and Albus began to get the muggles to drug what little food they gave to the boy which held a compulsion potion, meaning that Harry would often feel as if were in a dream, unable to make his own judgements of things and with the correct prompts would be walking further into the Headmaster's grip.

At the end of Harry's 4th year everything Albus worked for came crashing down in flames…his earlier worries which nearly all had vanished rushed back with a vengeance when Harry was arrested. All Albus' hard work was rushed away to Azkaban and Albus had to try and get a new saviour, the only other person who fit the category: Neville Longbottom.

Albus was disappointed to say that Neville was not fulfilling his role properly. Everyday Albus wished that Harry Potter was still under his watchful eye being moulded into the perfect saviour. Only time would tell if Neville could defeat Voldemort or if Voldemort would destroy them all.

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Many demons of the Underworld were trying to prepare themselves for the arrival of their king, they had all gathered in the grand chamber which was covered in dust after ears of disuse. The previous Sources had not dared to use this place, as they feared what would happen once the King took power and created their own chambers to try and rival these ones. However, it was a fruitful task. Nothing could match this place. The stone itself was black and the chamber seemed to reach so high that even with candlelight and magic they could not see the top of it. There were candles set up around the chamber by the demons to try and bring some light into the place, however, it seemed to be as if death lingered in every shadow grasping tightly with its clawed hands.

Along the walls were large columns, each decorated with faces which expressed emotions of hate, anguish, happiness, and every other emotion possible. Each face was unqiue and the demons swore that sometimes they saw the faces move and the eyes follow them. In the centre of the room was a raised platform with a grand throne on it, made from the stone of the chamber. More faces were carved into the throne on the edges, these ones all sleeping. The chamber has a sense of ancient power which one could almost taste on their tongue and many demons felt the need to leave…this place was a source of great power which could not be repeated and only the King could command from here for he was the only one who could stand it.

With a rumble the chamber shook and black orbs phased through the ceiling and every demon shivered as they felt the power rolling from them…the ice cold feeling of pure evil. The orbs swirled around the demons, as if sensing their intentions before stopping at the throne were the orbs formed into the cloaked man who glanced around the room and from the folds of his cloak drew a sword, the black and red gleaming in the dim light.

The King of Darkness had arrived.

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