A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: Sorry, Sorry, Sorry. I know it\'s been a while but I have a good reason, I got married over the Holiday so I\'ve been spending all my time with my husband. Anyways thanks for all the reveiws and vote I love you all Bunches ^-^!

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Tom and a few members of his inner circle were sitting in his study discussing plans to further their cause. It was boring work, he would rather be somewhere alone with Helaine but he had always made it a point to put work before pleasure. He was in full dark lord mode today, dressed in his signature black cloak with the hood up hiding his face and Nagani draped around his shoulders. When he was like this his followers knew he meant business. They had turned his study into a sort of war room. Maps of Great Britain were scattered about along with blue prints of the Ministry of Magic.



Tom felt that the time had come for him to take over the Ministry completely. After years of infiltration he knew had more than enough of his supporters on the inside to get the job done. First thing he had to do was to make sure Minister Fudge had an unfortunate and fatal accident, after the bumbling fool was out of the picture it would all be too easy to place someone of his choosing in Fudge’s place.



He sat and listened as Macnair reported on the goings on in the Aurors department. It was the same boring news as usual. They still didn’t think he was back and had no intention on looking into his possible return. They were more focused on finding Helaine and Hermione; they still didn’t have a clue who could have taken them. If only they knew that the two of them were the real masterminds behind their little disappearance.



After Macnair finished giving his report, Avery stood to continue when the floo activated interrupting him. The floating head of Fenrir Greyback was staring at him through the bright green flames. The Dark Lord frowned; it wasn’t unusual for Greyback to contact him by floo, but the alpha knew not to disturb him during meetings. Voldemort stood and walked over to the fire place keeping a safe distance just in case it was a trap.



“What is the meaning of this interruption Fenrir? You know I don’t like to be disturbed during meeting.” Voldemort said. Fenrir grinned at him flashing his rows of pointy and poison coated teeth. Voldemort hated working with the werewolf but he knew having the beast’s allegiance would be necessary if he wanted to win this war. Greyback may be a complete nuisance to work with, however what he lacked in social skills he more than made up for with his brutality.



“One of me pups came to me with some information, I thought you might like to hear it.” Greyback said. Voldemort looked at the werewolf for a moment before he turned and gave a silent order to his men to be ready just in case of an attack. He turned back to the floating head.



“Fine you may come through and bring you pup with you.” Voldemort ordered. He stepped back from the fire place as the green flames flared up again. Greyback stepped through first covered in dirt and blood, he smelled as if he hadn’t bathed in weeks. Voldemort crinkled his nose up at the offending smell. The fire place flared once more and the frayed and worn out frame of Remus Lupin stepped through. Voldemort was instantly intrigued. He knew that the young werewolf had been a member of the order before the anti-werewolf legislation passed. Maybe he had finally rejoined with his pack and was ready to share information about the inner goings on of the order that Severus hadn’t been able to learn.



He summoned two more chairs and offered them to his guests. Voldemort sat back in his throne like chair with Lucius and Severus flanking each side of him. All was silent for a moment. Lupin kept looking around as if he expected someone or something to leap out on him at any moment.



“So Lupin what information do you have for me?” The Dark Lord asked. Bring the young werewolf’s attention to him at once. Lupin shifted uncomfortable in his chair under the intense gaze of the dark lord. There were only a few moments in Remus’s life that had made him afraid, this was now one of them.



“Well I learned only a short time ago from a reliable source that Dumbledore and a few members of the order are planning an attack on Diagon alley disguised as you and your followers.” He told him. Voldemort didn’t speak he just stared at Remus as if he were waiting for a punch line. All of a sudden the dark lord stood from his chair and began pacing. He turned sharply toward Remus and began advancing on the man.



“How do I know this isn’t some elaborate trap Dumbledore has set up to finally draw me out? I know you used to be a member of the light what has changed to make you betray them like this? Voldemort asked him. Remus looked him right in the eyes and answered.



“Dumbledore has been lying to me about the well being of my godson…um god daughter. Not only that but she has gone missing and he didn’t even tell me. For too long I have blindly followed him never questioning, always believing in his action thinking it was all for the greater good. I can no longer turn a blind eye; Dumbledore has to be stopped before he hurts someone else.” Remus said.



“So this god daughter of yours who is she?” Voldemort asked. He already had an idea of who the man was referring to he just wanted conformation of his suspicions.



“Harry… um Helaine Potter. I know you have her; you must, who else would take her. Please just tell me if she is still alive?” Remus asked. Voldemort looked at the man for a moment he wondered if Helaine desired to see him. He would find out later, he had more pressing matters to attend too.



“Yes she is still alive and doing well I assure you. If this information you have given turns out to be truthful I may even let you see her.” The Dark Lord told him. The Dark lord then turned to Severus and motioned for him to come over. Knowing what his lord needed Severus reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a small blue bottle and handed it over. The Dark Lord uncorked it and handed it to Remus.



“It’s veritaserum, so I’ll know without a doubt your telling me the truth.” Voldemort said. Remus took the bottle and sniffed it cautiously before downing the contents. As soon as he had swallowed Voldemort began questioning him. Once he was satisfied that Remus was telling the truth he began pacing again.



So the old man had even more tricks up his sleeve Voldemort thought to himself. The plan was completely crazy, just further proof the old man had lost his mind. It was so crazy that it may very well work; he needed to come up with a counter plan and fast. If he came up with a good and solid plan fast enough he may be able to gain something from Dumbledore’s folly. He turned his attention back to the other people in the room.



“I want all of you to go out and gather our old supporters; only the one’s you know we can trust. Fenrir I’ll need your packs help in this also and any other friends of yours that would be willing to help, let them know that they will be compensated for their assistance. Now all of you go we have a lot of work to do and little time in which to get it done, anyone who fails me in this will be punished.



After they had all bowed and left Voldemort stood alone in his study. He should have foreseen something like this happing but now wasn’t the time to brood over it. If it was war Dumbledore wanted he would get it and in the end Voldemort was determined to be the last one standing.





After Charlie and the twins left the pub in Knockturn alley they immediately apparated to the lobby of the Ministry of magic, it was packed with people conducting their day to day business. Charlie began walking at a brisk pace forcing the twins to jog to keep up. They all quickly ducked into an available lift and pulled the lever to go to the top floor.



The little inner office memos shaped like flying air planes made the Weasley boys smile. They all remembered their dad bringing them here to show them his place of work. The happy memory quickly turned sour as they thought of their father and the danger he and their mother where in. If they didn’t get someone to help them soon happy memories may be all they have left.



Suddenly the lift stopped on the fifth floor a bunch people got off leaving just the Weasley brothers. Just before the door on the lift could close someone put their hand between it to stop it. Kingsley Shacklebolt stepped into the lift; he had a way about him that commanded respect. He was also one of the few order members Dumbledore kept form meetings knowing he didn’t have a chance to manipulate the man as he did the others. Charlie saw Shacklebolt’s appearance as an opportunity he needed to seize, the more people he could gather up to stop the madness that was about to happen the better.



“Mr. Shacklebolt it’s good to see you again, can you spare a few moments I need a word with you?” Charlie asked. Shacklebolt turned and looked at the oldest Weasley; he was surprised to see the three young men in the lift. He knew Arthur didn’t work today so he knew they weren’t there to see their father.



“Sure Charlie what is it that I can do for you?” He asked. Charlie reached over and pulled the stop lever on the lift causing it to stop right between floors. Before Kingsley could ask him what was going on Charlie cut him off and jumped right into the reason they had come to the Ministry.



“Listen I know what I’m about to tell you is crazy but you have to believe me it’s all true. The other day the twins here overheard Dumbledore and the order discussing plans to make the Ministry see reason about you know who being back. Well it seems Dumbledore thinks the only way to accomplish this is by staging a fake death eater attack in Diagon alley today.” Charlie told him in one burst. Kingsley stood there for a moment completely flabbergasted. He looked between the three young men hoping one of them would tell him this was all some elaborate joke.



“Have you told you father about this, maybe he and Moody can stop Albus before he can get to the alley?” He asked. The three Weasley brothers all hung their heads ashamed of what they had to tell the man.



“Sir our dad and mum and pretty much all of the order are involved with this plan, they have all agreed to help Dumbledore today.” Fred told him not looking up from his feet. Kingsley looked as if he would have paled if his dark skin allowed it.



“Alright how much time do we have before this attack is supposed to happen?” Kingsley asked. He hoped against hope that they would have enough time to get a task force together.



“They didn’t give a specific time but we defiantly know it’s going to happen today. We heard Dumbledore say something about doing while there were a lot of people out in the alley.” George told him. Kingsley thought on that for a moment he knew most people would be out in the alley by mid afternoon. He pulled the small watch from his pocket, it was already noon they had thirty minutes at best if they were lucky.



“Alright we need to hurry we need to round up a few Aurors, the Minister will also need to be made aware of what is going on.” Kingsley told them.



“Actually we were on our way to see our brother Percy; he pretty much goes where ever the Minister does. We figured we could at least get him to listen and then have him inform the Minister.” Charlie told him. Kingsley released the stop lever and restarted the lift.



“Good you three go and do that while I round up the Aurors. Make hast we have very little time left, hopefully with a little lucky we can make it to the alley before the attack.” Kingsley said. The lift stopped and Kingsley got off, he sent a brief nod to the boys and rushed off down the corridor. The lift closed and continued on with people getting on and off at different floors, finally the lift stopped at the top floor where the Minister’s office was located.



Charlie stepped out of the lift with the twins hot on his trail; they passed a small group of secretaries and went straight to the back where they knew Percy’s office was located. The barged into the office not bothering to knock, Percy had immediately jumped up from his chair ready to yell at whoever had been rude enough to enter his office without knocking. When he saw it was his brothers his tirade fell short, he stood there looking at them trying to figure out why they were in his office.



“What the hell are you three doing here?” He asked. He hadn’t meant for it to come out so angry but he was at a complete lost as to why they would be there.



“No need to get all snippy Percy we came here because we need your help, it’s a matter of life and death.” Charlie told him. Percy instantly got worried.



“What’s happened is everyone ok?” He asked. Charlie looked gravely at his younger brother and shook his head.



“No Percy I’m afraid everything is not ok.” He then proceeded to tell him all about what the twins had overheard and their plan with Shacklebolt. “Percy we just need your help now. We have got to stop this now before mum and dad get hurt or worse die. Dumbledore has completely lost it and he is taking a lot of innocent people down with him, he needs to be stopped so he can get some help. Percy we need to inform the Minister about this.” Charlie told him.



“Ok but we need to hurry the Minister leaves for lunch in five minutes.” Percy told them as they rushed out of the office. For a moment Charlie felt they may actually pull it off and stop this madness before it even had a chance to start. He however had no idea of the blood bath that lay ahead.

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