A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: Hey guys I hope you all had a great thanksgiving. Here is chapter 15, would of had this out yesterday but my internet was acting stupid. Chapter 16 will be out in a few days. We\'ll hear from Hermione in this chapter *I\'m so excited*. As always I want to say thanks for all your votes and reviews, I love you all bunches ^_^!



Well as you all know voteing for this story ended last chapter. I\'m sorry all you Lucius supporters but Snape gets the Win! (I\'m still considering doing a little three way action) Thanks to all the people who voted you guys were a big help.

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The Dark Lord was currently walking down the hall, half listening to one of his subordinates prattle on about something. He had just left Helaine in their bed room; he wished like mad that he could go back and spend more time with her. He had addressed his feelings for her in the past few days. He still didn’t really understand what he felt for her, but the feeling was pleasant so he stopped fighting it. He wanted her badly, it took all of his self control not to bed her. Sleeping next to her at night was torture, he would have given her her own room but he didn’t like the thought of her not being by his side.



Voldemort knew Helaine had conflicting feelings when it came to him. He would be patient with her and show her as much affection and tenderness as he could. Voldemort knew Helaine was a woman of worth, and that having her at his side could only bring him true happiness. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn’t realized he had reached the drawing room. Snapping out of his day dream he got right into business mode.



When he entered the drawing room he saw that five of his inner circle were already waiting. They all stood and bowed upon his entry and remained so until he had sat and told them to do the same. They were gathered to discuss strategy; with Potter missing all of wizarding Britain was in turmoil. Now was the perfect time to strike but first they needed to take care of the meddling old fool Dumbledore. His previous course of action would no longer work. When he had first returned the only thing on his mind was vengeance and bloodshed. He had gone mad with the need to crush those who had betrayed him. Now he needed to act with a more level head.



He turned his attention to his followers who sat ready to give their reports. The first time around The Dark Lord had been methodical in his campaign to rule over Britain. He didn’t let his followers kill blindly, behind every death there was purpose. His Death Eaters were well trained and moved as a unit, now they were a renegade bunch of murders. He had to bring back their former glory, his victory in the war depended on it. Severus who sat on his left was the first of the group to give a report.



“My Lord I have learned that Dumbledore has dispatched all the Aurors and most of the Order to find Miss Potter and Miss Granger. He has even put up a reward for their safe return.” Severus told him. Voldemort thought on that for a moment. It wouldn’t due having people trying to capture Helaine. People would do just about anything for money and a bit of fame.



“I think it is time we crush the old man. We need to plant evidence of the girls demise, and it has to be convincing, the old man won’t be easily fooled.” He said.



“Perhaps a false memory from me would be enough. Dumbledore still believes I am on his side. If we make the memory strong enough he won’t contest it.” Severus said.



“Very well, I want to see the memory once you have completed it.” The Dark Lord told him. Before anyone else could speak a loud boom was heard from the north side of the manor. All six men jumped up with their wands at the ready.



“Nott, Avery, go and see what the hell that was.” The Dark Lord commanded. The two men raced from the room and down the hall. Voldemort was on edge, something about this didn’t feel right to him. Another loud boom was heard a short time later, Voldemort and his followers ran from the drawing room and down the hall. They could see destruction all around them. A large hole had been blown in the east wall of the manor. They could see light from spells bouncing off the remaining walls. Voldemort spotted Nott lying on the floor clutching his chest.



“Nott what has happened?” He asked as he tried to help the man up.



“Under attack…Dumbledore and…at least twenty Aurors.” Nott told him before passing out from his wound. Voldemort saw red. The old bastard was playing games with the wrong man he thought. He needed to get them all out of there; he turned to his remaining men about to give an order when a large part of the ceiling collapsed. They all dove out of the way when a chandelier came crashing down on them. When the dust cleared Voldemort could see the advancing forces coming closer to the manor, they had one last ward to break through before they could enter the manor.



Voldemort turned to his death eaters. Lucius looked enraged at the destruction of his home, both Nott and Avery were seriously wounded, Macnair looked ready to charge head first into battle while Severus stood there trying to tend to his newly acquired head wound. They were severely outnumbered, Voldemort quickly thought of a plan.



“Severus, go get the girls get them out of here, take them to the castle. Macnair take Nott and Avery by the floo in the drawing room. Lucius come with me.” He commanded. They all departed to follow orders. He and Lucius raced up to the top of the manor all the way to the owlery. Voldemort summoned four large iron cauldrons filled with what looked like lava. He launched each cauldron outside in an intricate air strike. He smiled as the sound of agonizing screams filled the air. He and Lucius then left the owlery headed down stairs to plant one more trap. As they came to the first floor a figure on the stairs stopped them.



“Well hello Tom. I see you have reverted back to your old face. You should have fled with the others, now you’ll have to die.” Dumbledore said as he stepped out of the shadows.

“Oh no Dumbledore it will not be I that dies here today, I’m afraid that honor has been reserved for you.” Voldemort said as he geared up to face off with his worst enemy.



Helaine fell out of the fire place landing right on top of Hermione. When she and Hermione stood up from the floor they were staring at the business end of a wand. The person holding it was a small woman. She was dressed in a faded black dress and her wild curly hair fanned out in a sort of halo. Her skin was chalky pale, like she hadn’t seen sun light in a really long time. Her deep black eyes sat back in her skull, giving her face a shrunken look. You could tell that at one point she was quiet beautiful but that time and a hard life had stolen her beauty.



“Who are you and what are you doing in my master’s home?” She asked them. Before they had a chance to answer green flames shot up in the fire place once more and Severus stepped through.



“Lower your wand Bellatrix, I brought them here on the Dark Lord’s orders.” Severus told her as he slummed into the nearest chair. Hermione went over to him to try and help, Helaine stayed were she was. She looked at Bellatrix trying to figure out why she was so familiar. Then it dawned on her the woman was Bellatrix LeStrange, Hermione’s aunt.



“You’re Bellatrix LeStrange aren’t you?” Helaine asked needing conformation. The woman just looked at her and didn’t respond she turned her attention to Severus ignoring Helaine completely.



“What’s happened, why did the Dark Lord send you here?” She asked. She hadn’t put her wand away and had been stealing glances at Hermione and Helaine the whole time. You could tell this woman was a fighter and being on the receiving end of her wand was the last place you want to be.



“Malfoy manor was just attacked. Dumbledore and the whole Auror department raided us. We were outnumbered so the Dark Lord ordered us all here. Macnair should be along now any moment with Avery and Nott, they are both wounded so I’ll need a place to treat them.” He told her. When Hermione had finished helping Severus she stood and faced Bellatrix. Bellatrix looked at Hermione for a moment then a flash of recognition crossed her face.



“Who are these two? They are unmarked so they shouldn’t be here.” She said. She took a step closer to Hermione but Helaine stepped in front of her blocking her. Helaine didn’t care if this woman was Hermione’s aunt, she wasn’t about to let her hurt Hermione.



“Enough Bella, I’m sure the Dark Lord would be displeased if he learned that you have been mistreating his guests. We need to search the rest of the castle; Macnair and the others could be anywhere.” He told her. The look she gave him was one of pure loathing but she nodded her head.



When they left the floo chamber they entered a large kitchen. There were a dozen house elves scurrying about preparing food. The elves all turned and bowed at them as they passed. After leaving the kitchen they walked through the second biggest dining hall Helaine had seen outside of Hogwarts. A long oak table stretched the length of the room surrounded by large oak chairs. The walls were adorned with opulent painting and murals. Helaine didn’t have a chance to look around further, they entered yet another room this time what appeared to be a parlor. When Severus pushed the door open they saw Macnair pulling Avery from the fire place. Nott was lying a few feet away curled up in fetal position.



“Macnair what’s happened where is the Dark Lord and Lucius?” Severus asked. He went over to Macnair and helped him pull Avery from the fire place. Once he was free Severus cast a feather light charm on him, Macnair did the same to Nott.



“I didn’t see them as I was leaving. I had to get out of there fast the whole place was falling down.” Macnair told him. They all left the parlor Severus and Macnair floating Avery and Nott in front of them. Helaine and Hermione walked quietly behind the men while Bellatrix walked behind them, Helaine didn’t need to turn around to know Bellatrix had her wand pointed at their backs. They walked down what seemed like a million hallways, this place was a maze one could easily get lost in.



Finally they came to a set of large mahogany doors. Bellatrix came around to the front and pushed the doors open, when they stepped inside Helaine was surprised to see what looked like the infirmary at Hogwarts. Beds were set up on each side of the room; the scent of healing potions filled the air. Helaine half expected to see Madame Pomfrey bustling about trying to help someone. Helaine noticed that two of the beds on the left side of the room were already occupied. She was just about to go over to see who the two people were when Severus called her.



“Helaine you should lie down as well, you’re still too weak and I don’t want you getting sick.” He told her as he help Avery onto one of the beds.



“Severus I feel fine, I don’t need to lie down. Hermione and I should go search more of the castle just in case Voldemort and Lucius are hurt somewhere.” She told him. She wanted to know if Voldemort was ok, his absence didn’t feel right.



“Helaine I think you should listen to Severus, you nearly died three days ago, you should be resting.” Hermione said. At the sound of Hermione’s voice, one of the people sleeping in the infirmary beds began to stir. The man sat up and looked over at Hermione. When he saw her face he pushed off his covers and got out of bed. He walked over to Hermione and stood right in front of her and smiled.



“Regina.” He called her before pulling Hermione into a warm hug.



Voldemort and Dumbledore stood at the top of the stairs neither took his eyes off the other as they both waited for right time to strike. Voldemort had already sent Lucius away, this was his fight, he didn’t need any of his death eaters getting involved. Today would be the day that the great Albus Dumbledore died by his hand.



“So tell me Tom where are you hiding Miss Potter and Miss Granger? I know you have them, only you would be foolish enough to snatch to innocent little girls.” Dumbledore said. Voldemort just laughed at his accusation.



“The only fool here Dumbledore is yourself, you actually believe I would tell you anything, enough chit chat old man it’s time for you to die.” Voldemort said. He didn’t give Dumbledore time to react before he shot a killing curse right at his head. Dumbledore dove out of the way sending a confringo curse above Voldemort’s head making another part of the sealing collapse. With a flick of his wrist Voldemort sent the big pieces of debris flying at Dumbledore, who just turned it into rubble. Voldemort was done playing around, he cast the strongest fiendfyre curse he could manage. As the massive flames shot out at Dumbledore Voldemort took advantage of his distraction.



“Sectumsempra.” He shouted. The spell caught Dumbledore in the leg causing the old man to fall. Voldemort thought the old fool deserved to be tortured but he would settle for maimed. He turned and ran back up the stairs he quickly did away with the anti- disapparation jinx and apparated straight to his castle.



Meanwhile at the castle everyone was still standing frozen in shock. The man was still hugging Hermione. After a moment Bellatrix walked over and pulled the man away from Hermione.



“Rabastan what are you doing that isn’t Regina, she dead remember.” Bellatrix told him. Rabastan wasn’t paying her any attention he just stood there smiling at Hermione.



“Actually I’m Regina’s daughter.” Hermione said. Bellatrix turned around and glared at her.



“You filthy liar, the night Regina and Duncan died their baby died too. I don’t know who you are you little imposter but I am going to make you pay for this.” Bellatrix said. Before she could raise her wand Helaine shot an expelliarmus at her knocking her off her feet. Before Bellatrix could get to her feet the doors to the infirmary burst open and Voldemort strode in.



“That is enough Bella. What the girl says is true she is indeed your niece.” He told her. He ignored her as she fell to the floor at his feet apologizing. He walked straight over to Helaine; he gathered her in his arms and kissed her deeply. Voldemort let the rest of the world melt away as he held his woman in his arms, in that moment nothing else mattered.

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