The Rebellion

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Chapter 24: The Army and a Ring



Harry and Draco, along with Remus and Narcissa, had moved into Rudloe manor as the queen had requested the following day. They had been there a week now, and was amazed at the fast work the RAF made of the underground shelter. It had been cleaned, remodeled, and decked out with military issue furniture. The canteen had been gutted and completely refurbished. The privy councils rooms had been remodeled and set up with modern household furnishings, no military here. The queen kept her quarters of course, and had them completely updated for the royal family in case they needed to flee.



Harry, Draco, and Remus were shown places throughout the underground where they had water problems, and or problems with the roof. They were all repaired magically once out of sight of the RAF. In the places the RAF weren\'t working, the three started setting up wards. The two large airshafts, which contained the large fans, were warded with enough magic that it took ones breath if they got near them. They tested them electrically, and the fans would still work with the magic they set up. This was made possible by some of Arthur Weasley\'s research on muggle appliances, and that knowledge passed on to Remus.



Harry thought about the Weasley\'s often, and knew they would have to finally be confronted about what they knew, and or where their loyalties lie. He wondered if they had been in Dumbledore\'s pocket all along. It struck him that it was funny that a family, that happened to be a member of the Order of the Phoenix, just happened to be at Kings Cross at the right time. It also struck him that Hagrid, had conveniently left him alone to fend for himself, right before that. It was almost like he was a young bovine calf that was being led to slaughter, without him even being aware. Yes, the truth would have to come out here.



Then, there was Hermione. She just happened to show up in his train compartment on the trip to Hogwarts. The brightest child in school no less, looking for a frog? Harry just shook his head while wondering how deep Dumbledore\'s hooks went into his life. As it was now, Harry thought sadly, he couldn\'t trust anyone but his husband, Remus, Narcissa, and Kingsley.



Then it hit him that he needed to have a meeting with Alastor Moody as soon as possible. It was almost certain that Dumbledore had contacted him somehow, and fed him a whole pack of lies about Harry being delusional, or some such rot. He needed a talk with him in front of Draco, Remus, and Kingsley. He would ask him to take Veritaserum X, and if he refused, he would not be able to trust him. Moody was getting on in years, but he knew a lot about the dark arts, and defensive magic. He would need people to help train an army. Harry was then startled from his thoughts as two arms wrapped around his neck.



"Love, what\'s on your mind? You\'ve been sitting here for a while now, just staring into the fire, and haven\'t touched your tea". Draco asked worriedly.



"Just thinking about all that\'s ahead of us. We\'ve a lot on our plate, don\'t you think"? Harry answered solemnly.



Draco unwrapped his arms, then walked around and set in Harry\'s lap. He looked into those emerald eyes with concern. "Harry, you can think too much on things sometimes". He quickly held up his hand, cutting Harry off. "Yes, we have a lot on our plates, but you can\'t let that consume you. We\'ll do this one step at a time, and you will have plenty of others to help. My God, you even have the queen herself in your corner. If things get worse, she could drop one of those muggle bomb things on Voldy, and take him out with all his henchmen at one go". Draco explained as they both chortled. "Of course, she would have to explain to the public why she was dropping them on her own people".



Harry calmed from his laugh and looked at Draco. "I would like to see Voldermort when a big A-Bomb came through his roof and landed in his lap, immediately vaporizing him and others.



Draco sobered up at this. "Vaporized"?



"The muggles have the nuclear bomb, or atomic bomb. It can destroy everything for several miles around, and at it\'s center, it can leave a crater several hundred yards across, and deep". Harry explained to Draco who was looking on with awe.



Draco took a nervous swallow at this information. "Really? I never knew the muggles were capable of that much power. What would happen to all the innocent people that were close by"?



"Oh, I\'d say that the queen would evacuate all the innocents. It would destroy all their homes, and make the land unusable for several hundred years due to radiation. This would be a last resort Draco, and one I doubt she would ever use. They have other bombs not near as powerful, and not atomic. There wouldn\'t be any radiation, but destruction in the immediate vicinity couldn\'t be avoided. A few large ones dropped on his whereabouts would destroy the place, even a large manor, leaving just a smoking hole in the ground". Harry casually explained. "You should have taken muggle studies and learned about their wars like the big one in the forties. World War II you know. That was during Grindelwald’s time, and when Dumbledore defeated him".



Draco snorted at this, and Harry looked at him with a questioning face. "Harry, you believe all that rot about what happened between Dumbledore and Grindelwald? The real do-gooders have changed the truth about the history so much that it isn\'t funny. I\'ve heard my father and others talk about what really happened Harry. Gellert Grindelwald and Dumbledore were lovers! The reason they split up was because they had gotten into a fight, along with Dumbledore\'s brother, and Dumbledore\'s sister was killed during it. Dumbledore\'s brother, Aberforth, who owns the Hogshead, won\'t hardly associate with him over it. They said he decked old Dumbledore at her funeral". At Harry\'s gobsmacked expression, Draco continued. "Grindelwald left Britain, going back to the mainland, and got involved with Hitler\'s uprising. The bastard helped Germany to attack us, plus was killing off witches and wizards who got in his way, and finally Dumbledore stepped in to stop him after a public outcry. Dumbledore waited a long time, many years in fact, to do anything about it. If you ask me, Dumbledore is just as guilty as he is".



"What"? Harry squeaked.



"Harry, Dumbledore met Grindelwald just a little after he graduated from Hogwarts. They met in Godrics Hollow when Grindelwald was staying with his aunt, Bathilda Bagshot. They became friends and lovers then. Dumbledore hated muggles just like Grindelwald, and they were planning a takeover. What changed things was their argument, or when Grindelwald cast the cruciatus curse on Aberforth, and Dumbledore\'s sister was killed during the fight, when Dumbledore turned on Grindelwald over Aberforth.



"You see, Dumbledore\'s sister, Ariana, was raped by some muggle boys older than her, and she went nutters over it. Dumbledore\'s father went after them, and cursed them. He was caught by the ministry, and sent to Azkaban where he died. This turned Dumbledore against muggles, and he befriended Grindelwald over their similar beliefs. They were both power and glory hungry.



"Nurmengard prison was built for Grindelwald’s political prisoners. After Dumbledore finally did defeat Grindelwald, he put Grindelwald in his own prison, and he\'s the sole occupant". Draco explained and took in Harry\'s dead expression. "Harry, there\'s more to it than that, and it would take a long time to tell it all. You can believe me though, that that\'s the truth as I know it, and is why I never did like the lying old hypocritical bastard". Draco finished with a sneer at the thought of Dumbledore.



Both Harry and Draco were startled when someone cleared their throat behind them. "Harry, Draco\'s right about the history, even if Lucius told it. I heard the same tale, in much the same way. I told you some of it after we went to Godrics Hollow that day. I didn\'t want to bother you more with all the extra details". Remus stated evenly as he watched for Harry\'s reaction. "Dumbledore swore he had changed Harry, to all of us, even turning down the minister\'s job a couple of times. However, I fear he has been lying all along, biding his time to take over, as he always wanted to do".



Harry looked up at the ceiling and shook his head. "I can\'t believe I never heard about any of this as long as I\'ve been in the wizarding world"!



"Harry, most thought you already knew about it". Draco explained. "I know I did, and it always pissed me off to think you were following him. Now, I\'m proud to say, I know you never were. You would have most likely learned all about it if you had been reared in a proper wizarding household. Magical children are taught about history like this before they go to Hogwarts. That makes me wonder if Dumbledore purposely hid you away, to keep you away from any of this, so he could bend you to his will".



Harry looked at Draco at this statement. "Draco, I\'ve been wondering that for about a year or so now. I\'ve always thought he must have known how I was being treated by Vernon. My Hogwarts letter was addressed to the \'cupboard under the stairs\' after all. Anyone in their right mind would know what that meant. I think he wanted me broke and dumb, so I would see him as my great savior, or some such rot. Sadly, I did after I met him the first time. Actually, Hagrid was my true savior, and he\'s a shade to dense to ever think he was being used by Dumbledore".



As Draco and Remus both nodded their heads in agreement, Harry nudged Draco from his lap and stood. "Come on guy\'s, we have work to do down in the mines".



All three laughed at this, and headed to the hidden lift.



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Severus Snape was an unhappy man. His arse was still sore from being shot, and Dumbledore was still being held at the Ministry of Magic. He did not enjoy not being in the know. He always had known almost everything on both sides, or that is from Dumbledore and Voldermort. There was a third party now, and it was larger than either of the other two combined. He had burned the Daily Prophet that morning when it was announced that a totally separate branch of the wizarding government was set up by the crown, and Rufus Scrimgeour had no control over it, nor did Dumbledore, or Voldermort. What made his blood boil was who this new minister was, none other than Harry Potter.



Oh yes, Severus Snape was very unhappy about this. He thought back to all the taunting, and vile things he had done to the Potter spawn over the years. Also, if Potter knew he was responsible for leaking the prophecy to Voldermort, and he was sure Potter did, he was almost assured a one-way ticket to Azkaban. He would lose his job, be outted as a traitor to the crown, and never see the light of day again, while living inside a six by eight stone cell. Severus pinched his hooked nose at this, and shook his head as a tremble went over his body. Yes, he was totally screwed, and there would be no lube as he was bent over a cot in the gaol.



Snape poured another snifter full of brandy, as he stared into the flames of his fireplace, and thought long and hard about his fucked up life. He could either defect to the mainland, or kiss Potter\'s arse, and didn\'t know which would be worse. Switzerland might be his only hope, he thought, but knowing Potter, he would just take him if he could find him. He highly doubted there would be anywhere he could run that the Potter whelp would not eventually find him, and bring about a fierce justice. He knew he deserved it, as he knew all he had done to the boy, and his family.



Snape thought on, remembering things that happened years ago while he was in school. He knew he had brought all this upon himself. He should have listened to Lily from the start, but James Potter and Sirius Black just had too much hatred towards him, or anyone who was in Slytherin house for that matter. Humph, he thought, they were betrayed by one of their own Gryffindor’s, not a Slytherin in the end. He may have told part of the prophecy to Voldermort, but he had no idea who it was about, until the end that is. He went straight to Dumbledore and told the old man what he had done, and in turn, Dumbledore held it over his head ever since. When he thought back, he wondered if Dumbledore actually cared whether the Potters survived or not. Oh sure, he placed their home under the Fidelius charm, but something always seemed fishy that he didn\'t do much else. There was also the point that Dumbledore had taken James\'s invisibility cloak right before he was killed with his beloved Lily. A tool that could have been used to hide Lily, and their spawn in an emergency. This never did set right with him, and he always wondered if Albus might have slipped some information to Pettigrew, or knew more than he let on. He wondered if Albus had known that Pettigrew was a traitor, and that Sirius and James had made him the secret keeper. He would have almost had to, he thought, as Pettigrew would have had to give Dumbledore the address. What if Albus had dropped a subtle hint that Remus couldn\'t be trusted with it, nor why didn\'t Albus agree to be the secret keeper himself like he did for 12 Grimmauld Place? Some things just didn\'t add up, and he may just have to look into it himself.



Yes, Severus Snape felt used, and knew he had only one out, if he were to survive any of this. He would have to bow at Potter\'s feet, and kiss his arse royally while begging for forgiveness. He scowled at this, and bile ran up his throat at the mere thought. He took several long breaths to calm himself, and downed the glass of brandy. He poured another and stared ahead at the waving flames again. Yes, he thought, he would find Potter and tell him all he knew.



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The RAF had just pulled out, but left a maintenance staff behind that was made up of members of Britain\'s \'Secret Intelligence Service\', or commonly known as MI6. They were bound to loyalty to the crown, and all were well aware of the magical people of Britain. Not only would they help with supporting the vast underground city, but would be there to help in training the new army in hand to hand combat, and muggle weaponry.



Harry, Draco, Remus, Narcissa, and Kingsley had met each one, and found they were going to get along just fine with them. They had all set down to a large dinner in the canteen while going over everything that was pertinent to the underground, and the manor above. The leader of the group was young for his duties, and his name was Alex Younger. They all seemed to rib the young man about this, as he was only twenty-six at the time. He took it in stride though, and they all found out what a knowledgeable young man he actually was. He explained MI6\'s role with them, and that their detachment was also there to guard the queen if circumstances arose.



After Harry and Draco had returned to the manor, they had bathed, and made there way to the huge king size bed in their room. As Harry lay back, he thought it would hold more like ten kings. It was fit for some rich Lord, and they had taken the Lords chambers as their own.



Harry pulled Draco down upon him, and looked into those amazing blue-gray eyes. He dearly loved his husband, and if anything were to ever happen to him, he wouldn\'t live a year from morning his loss. He brought Draco\'s head down to meet his, and gave his husband the most heart felt kiss he had ever given him yet. When they broke apart, they both had tears of love in their eyes, and knew that it would always be this way between them.



Draco began by kissing down Harry\'s jaw, onto his neck, and then his chest. There, he worshipped both of Harry\'s nipples until the raven-haired man was writhing under him. Draco knew that tonight, Harry wanted to be made love to, and he would readily give the wizard anything he wanted. Draco worked his way lower, giving light kisses and nips to Harry\'s belly, and then on to his thighs. He purposely missed the huge erection until Harry was a whimpering mess under him. Finally, he gave in and took the head of Harry\'s cock into his mouth, and began to do the most wicked things to it with his tongue. The more Harry moaned, the deeper he took in his turgid length. While he kept Harry occupied with his superb head job, he summoned a tube of lubricant, and slicked up his fingers. He then breeched Harry\'s entrance with one finger, and that made Harry cry out in ecstasy. He continued to work on Harry, replacing one finger with two, and on to three. Finally, when he was assured Harry was ready, he took Harry\'s cock from his mouth, set up, and applied more of the lubricant to his aching cock. He gently pushed Harry\'s legs back towards his shoulders, and mounted his husband. Taking it slow, he entered Harry, inch by blessed inch, until he was buried to the hilt. At Harry\'s nod, he began to move slowly at first. As things got heated between them, he sped up his thrusts more and more. He had positioned Harry just right, and was pounding into his prostate with every thrust.



Harry released the silk sheets he had been gripping with one hand, and gently took his cock and began to stroke it. He knew he couldn\'t last much longer, and as soon as Draco leaned forward and gave him one of the best kisses he had ever had in his life, he gave a long guttural cry and came, crying out Draco\'s name.



As the hot and wet walls of Harry\'s entrance gripped Draco\'s cock, and after Harry\'s cry, Draco exploded. It was one of the best orgasms he had ever had with Harry, and he shook from it as his toes curled. He cried out Harry\'s name, and actually cried tears of joy, though he would never admit that to anyone but Harry. Once his climax had settled, his arms fell from underneath him, sending him down to lay across Harry’s torso, where he rested until he caught his breath. Finally, after some time, his softened cock slipped from Harry, and he rolled off the man to lay by him.



As they lay side by side in the huge bed, Harry started to talk. "Draco, we have to do something about recruiting tomorrow. If we don\'t, the ones that\'s drafted will feel hate for being forced into it. I say we make a trip to the ministry tomorrow, and make a little public speech to everyone in the atrium. I think it\'s time I used my boy-who-lived persona to rally the cause."



"I think your right Harry, we need to make an appearance for the public. Maybe let them know a little of what\'s taken place. We may actually get several to sign on tomorrow, and they can then be interviewed and cleared. I have a magical oath and contract already drawn up for you to look over. Once they take it, they can\'t betray us. We may also be able to sort out a few spies while we\'re at it, and find out what they know". Draco got out through several yawns.



"OK. it\'s on then, we\'ll do it tomorrow. I want to have a little say about all the bigotry that is happening in our world too. I think that may help more than anything, and that I will not tolerate any form of prejudice in the army towards anyone. That should settle some nerves in the civilian population".



"My Harry, already talking like a true leader". Draco crooned as he kissed Harry goodnight, then lay his head on Harry\'s shoulder, passing out from his tiredness.



Harry grinned at Draco\'s antics as he gently rubbed Draco\'s head. Finally, sleep claimed him as well. The next day would be a long one.



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Albus Dumbledore paced back and forth in his cell. He had had no word from Scrimgeour, nor from the Potter brat. As a matter of fact, he had had no news the entire week about anything! He told Rufus what would happen if he didn\'t see Potter soon, but did he listen, obviously not. Well, he would ask to see Kingsley, and let him know about Scrimgeour agreeing to let him go when they took the money from the Lestrange’s. That would be enough to put Scrimgeour’s head on the chopping block, he was sure of it. Kingsley, good old Kingsley, he had him in his pocket and new it. Kingsley was so above board, he was squeaky-clean. Anything like this, and Kingsley would act first, and ask questions later. As a matter of fact, if Scrimgeour was canned, Kingsley was next in line to be the Minister for Magic. Kingsley would believe anything he told him, and would set him free. Of course, he couldn\'t leave a black man in that post, it was almost as bad as leaving it to a muggle to run the ministry. Yes, he would have to unseat him too; it was for the greater good after all. He would then graciously accept the post himself, and then lead wizarding Britain into his great plan. At this last thought, Dumbledore stood and went to the cell door.



"Guard, come here! I need to speak to Kingsley Shaklebolt at once. I have important news for him, and it is a must that I see him. It\'s about the minister himself, and Kingsley will want to act on it at once"! Dumbledore bellowed out.



The guard looked at Dumbledore through the doors bars, and studied him for a bit. He had been made aware by Kingsley to watch him, and to let him know if Dumbledore acted out in any way. "Yes, Dumbledore, I\'ll get him. I\'m not sure when he will get here, but I will floo him right now".



Dumbledore walked back to sit on his cot. Yes, he thought, you know how important I am. You know to do as I say, and to get the man here immediately. I am still over the Wizengamot, and will have your job if I see fit. Where the hell they picked up auror’s these days, he didn\'t know.



Dumbledore thoughts ran to the curse on his arm. He looked down at the blackened hand, and said to himself, I will not die in a year, I know better. I\'m too powerful for that, and I highly doubt Severus is correct in his assumptions. Now maybe he would have a year left, but I think I have more like ten. I\'ll have plenty of time to work my plans, and besides, I may even find a cure in the Department of Mysteries when I\'m the new minister.



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Harry had awoken early the next morning, and he had an epiphany of sorts. The ring was at Hogwarts he had dreamed, but where, he wasn\'t sure. It was most likely hidden in the headmaster’s office, or his private quarters. He needed the stone though, while Dumbledore was caged up and out of his way. He would head to Hogwarts after the speech at the ministry while everyone was looking the other way. As he took the last bite of his breakfast, Harry looked at his husband.



"Draco, we have to go to Hogwarts right after the speech. The stone is there, I just know it. I\'m not sure if it\'s still in the ring or not, but I\'m pretty sure it\'s the same thing that Dumbledore was cursed with. I\'m pretty sure now that\'s what happened to his hand". Harry explained.



"Harry, how do you know this for certain"? Draco asked.



"Believe it or not, I had a dream that woke me up this morning. It was somewhat clear, and I saw Dumbledore put it on his finger. The next thing I knew, he was yelling in pain, and I woke up". Harry said, as he was hardly able to believe it himself.



"Hmm, you\'ve never had any seer\'s in your family have you Harry"? Draco asked as his mother had just walked into the kitchen.



Before Harry could answer, Narcissa spoke up. "Yes he did, Lily was one". At Harry\'s stunned expression, she continued. "Harry, Lily and I were friends until I was forced to marry Lucius. We still would have been if I were allowed around her. Anyhow, she was found to have the ability, and was given a job in the Department of Mysteries. When she became pregnant though, Dumbledore coaxed her into quitting, and working with the order. It makes me wonder if he did that so that any visions she may have had about the order, or Dumbledore could be contained".



"Mum, there\'s a lot I want to know, and Draco and I will drag it all out of him in a few days time. I\'ve already got a plan brewing for what to do with him after he\'s spilled his guts. I\'m thinking a trip to the mainland would do him some good". Harry said the last in a very cold voice.



Both Narcissa and Draco looked at Harry, but didn\'t question him further on it.



"Mum, Harry and I will be leaving in a few. We\'re going to make a speech at the Ministry, trying to recruit some people for the army. Would you and Remus care to join us"? Draco asked, and quickly changed the subject.



Narcissa thought about it for a moment, "Yes, I would like to. I\'ll use glamour’s to hide myself so I can watch your backs. I\'ll go up and wake Remus, and be back down". She then stood and left the kitchen.



Harry poured Draco and himself some more coffee, and waited for her to come back downstairs. They talked about the speech some more until they heard the door open. Narcissa had indeed woke Remus, and drug him to the kitchen with a grin on her face.



"Harry, what\'s this about some speech"? Remus asked with a yawn as he poured Narcissa and himself some coffee and her some tea. This action was not lost on either of the boys.



"Oh, er, we are going to quickly slip into the ministry this morning, give a quick recruitment speech, and leave as quickly as possible. I need to floo Kingsley in a minute to get him to create a distraction for Scrimgeour so he doesn\'t show up. Then, we\'ll show up unannounced and give it". Harry explained.



"OK, I\'ll go with you. How do we dress, and what do you need from me"? Remus asked.



"Well, we are going to dress in our new knights robes, the white ones that the queen specified. We just got them in by owl yesterday from Madam Malkins. There\'s an odd symbol on them though that I\'ve never seen before. It\'s a rune actually that the queen had placed in the upper right quadrant of the red cross. It is an X with a P that dissects it through the middle". Harry explained as he took another sip of his coffee.



Remus and Narcissa set their cups down quickly at this. "If you don\'t mind, could you bring me mine so I can see it"? Remus asked.



"Sure, it\'s just in the sitting room, still in its box. I\'ll go get it, hang on". Harry said as he got up to get it.



As soon as Harry left the kitchen, Draco spoke. "What\'s going on, you two look startled"?



"I\'m not sure yet Draco, let me see the robe first". Remus explained as Narcissa nodded in agreement.



Harry came back with Remus\'s robe in hand, and handed it to him. Remus then stood up, un-folded it, and looked over the rune added to the upper right of the cross. His jaw dropped at what he saw, and showed it to Narcissa, who then looked a bit unnerved. "Harry, did her majesty say anything to you about this"? Remus asked with a tremble to his voice.



"Well no, why Remus, is something wrong"? Harry asked, as they were starting to make him nervous too.



"Harry, this is the mark of the divine, it\'s the mark of Christ himself. It the first two Greek letters for the name Christ, known as the "Labarum". The X is Chi and the P is Rho. The emperor Constantine was said to have had a dream before battle that said "In this sign you shall conquer". He placed it upon the shields of his men, and quickly defeated the army of Maxentius, and took Rome. There is something going on here Harry, greater than we may know. Her majesty has already had us to go to Rosslyn Chapel for some reason, which she is still secretive about. It was said that Jesus Christ\'s descendants was hidden there at one time". When Harry started to say something, Remus cut him off. "You’re going to say that Christ had no children"? When Harry nodded, Remus continued. "Harry, some believe that Christ had a child with Mary Magdalen. That child went on to form the Sinclair or St. Clair line, and William Sinclair, 1st Earl of Caithness founded Rosslyn Chapel. It has been said that the crown has protected them ever since they fled France. There was a group, some say, headed by the Catholic church, that tried to kill off Christ\'s heir, to shut them up about being who they were. The group after the heir was in France at the time, but was rumored to be controlled by the Vatican itself. Of course every pope has denied this".



Harry and Draco sat dumbfounded at this. Things were starting to take shape like a jigsaw puzzle connecting together. The queen herself had something big up her sleeve, and they both new it. They both set in silence for some time, contemplating this news. Finally, Harry stood up and cleared his throat. "Come on, let\'s get dressed. We have a speech to give". Harry then reached out his hand to help Draco stand, and led him from the kitchen.









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