The Rise of the Deathly Hallows

A/N: I'm really sorry about the delay, but I needed to get some information straight in order to make this story plausible. Thanks again for all the encouragement and reviews.

This chapter is dedicated to the lovely Mrs. Black-Malfoy, who sent me an email with some of her theories as to what is actually happening with Gabrielle and the Hallows. As I told her already, the Hallows are safely hidden where Harry left them. This Hallows are different, but act a little like the original ones.

Thank you so much for your encouragement dear, you inspired me to continue this story.

Hope you all enjoy this chapter then.

Chapter 03.

As soon as he got home from Romania Harry crashed into his bed, his face buried to the hilt in the pillow. There was nothing like coming home, finally. With a tired sigh he stared at the Prophet sitting on his bedside table, a colorfully scribled note resting on top of it.

Daddy,

Granny picked me up and you were not here, she let me her magic scribbly quill to write this note, but I tell it what to write. Eat well and sleep tight, don't let the boogie man get you, granny says you can kick the boogie man's ass any time... and that I shouldn't say ass, but it's better to be safe than sorry, right?

See you this weekend!!

Love, Teddy.

Harry smiled as he read the note, most likely his godson had tried to milk his time while his grandmother coaxed him to her home. He knew Teddy loved Andromeda to death, but as he was a boy he'd rather spent his time with his 'Daddy'.

The simple thought made his heart soar. Ted knew he was not his father, of course, he knew his father and mother were heroes that died during the war, but he had declared one day that since his dad and mum had appointed Uncle Harry, it was because they both wanted him to be his new dad, therefore it was perfectly acceptable for him to call Harry Daddy.

Andromeda had laughed at the boy's reasoning, Harry had felt his eyes fill with tears and had instantly agreed.

What else could he do when the boy was staring at him with such adoring eyes?

Slowly he took the Prophet and started to read, he needed to distract himself for a while.

Ah, editor announcement.

To all our friends:

You are all invited to share with us the joyous event of our bonding to be held in Stonehenge this next new moon, where my dearest Elloise will finally become my lawful wife. Present shall be left at our house before the ceremony and all cooperation for the after party will be greatly appreciated.

Martin Conn.

Harry grinned, so Elloise had said yes. Good for them. He imagined the happy couple and tried to picture himself in their place, with Ginny by his side. Maybe in a year or two, as soon as she finished college, most likely.

He kept reading.

Magical Kindred:

Our time grows shorter and shorter with each passing moon. One of our own, beloved Miss Gabrielle Delacour has been taken hostage and has left a horde of worried relatives in her wake. Please, any information that might lead to her whereabouts will be greatly rewarded by the Harker family. Let's stop this injustice before it's our sisters and daughters, our sons that disappear. Let's unite, Wizarding World! All information will be welcomed in Poenari Castle, Romania.

Dietrich M. Harker.

Harry sighed as he read. The Harkers had joined the search for Gabrielle. Good, their influence would help greatly.

My heart:

This is my last, desperate attempt to find you, my soul, my own. Please end my suffering, only a word from your lips can save my sorrowful heart at this time of need. For whatever I have done I regret so deeply it wounds me daily. My beloved, forgive this foolish woman and come home, show the world what a wonderful and forgiving being you are.

Lady Papillon.

Another letter by that woman, he now felt sorry for her. He took the mental note to help her as soon as Gabrielle was found. Pain like that could not be faked. Remembering Gabrielle, a new resolve filled Harry. No matter how tired he was, how he wanted to sleep right now, the Delacour must be feeling the same pain this woman was experimenting, he'd help them.

With a nod, he continued to scan the Prophet. The Deathly Hallows had left notes on it 'till now.

Ah! There it was!

Brothers and Sisters:

The ring has been completed, and has used its incommensurable blessing to aid our communion, a powerful knight has joined our crusade and will guard the purity of our actions until the moment is fit to close our circle.

Rejoice for our ring rests under the watchful eye of our Mistress Andraste, safe from impure eyes. Waiting for its siblings.

The High Priest and Priestess.

Eyes wide, the young man stood up. It was the first time the Hallows spoke of the ring! They always refered to the cloak until now. Why the change? Was this a clue? Could they use it?

As fast as he could, he grabbed a piece of parchment and started to write. It was easier to organize his thoughts when he wrote them down.

Deathly Hallows - Religious Group.

They have Gabrielle Delacour because she's half veela.

Did not take Bassira Beghum, though her Veela percentage is full...

A frown marred his face.

Did not take Bassira Beghum, though her Veela percentage is full... because she has no wizard blood in her veins?

Harkers (vampires) seem to believe Deathly Hallows want to kill Magical Creatures.

Deathly Hallows want to stop Creature/Wizard breeding? Someone close to the Harker Line was killed because of it. Lover? Must check records on it.

... Check royal bloodlines too, just to make sure.

Hallows mentioned so far: Cloak and Ring. Cloak was supposed to be almost ready, not confirmed.

Ring was ready, was used to bring a pure knight.

A pure blooded wizard? They recruited a pure blooded wizard to aid them?

Must be a powerful wizard...

POWERFUL PURE BLOODED FAMILIES LEFT:

- Bonnes (Ministry, unlikely, but possible)
- Zabini (Slytherin. Known to be neutral during the war)
- Ashborn (Beauxbatton, fled to USA after the war and came conveniently back just now, according to Neville)
- Greengrass (Also Slytherin, very devoted to blood purity, only other Slytherin family that escaped Azkaban)
- Karkaroff (Headmaster Karkaroff was very keen on getting all magical creatures to his...

He scratched off that thought immediately. Igor Karkaroff had died during the war because of the Deathly Hallows (the real ones). It was very unlikely his son wanted to engage himself in another separatist group.

...unless he wanted to avenge his father'?

He wrote their name again, just to be sure. Also, Edvard Karkaroff had said to be cousin with Malfoy. Harry's eyes lit up at that.

How could he forget?

- Malfoy. (Always follow pureblooded causes, have money and reason to hurt the Weasleys, thus the Delacours)

He stopped again.

Would the Malfoys really risk all they had gained back after the war by joining the Deathly Hallows? It didn't make sense. Lucius Malfoy and his family always had advocated against Muggleborns and Half Bloods, and the Hallows wanted to protect them.

Still, he kept them in his list, just in case.

Ring seems to be guarded by Mistress Andraste. Witch? Pureblooded witch? (Must look up) But no mention of the knight at all. Knight guards purity.

Ring is not purity then.

Cloak is not purity either, Cloak not completed.

Where is wand?

"Master should be sleeping by now," interrupted a voice. Harry turned and found Kreacher standing by his bed, a tray with a silver tea set on his hands. The man smiled.

"I was about to sleep, Kreacher," he answered. "But I found something that might help my case, so I have to work now." Without really looking he took the teacup in his hand and drank its content. Ah, just like he liked it. Kreacher was a blessing. Then, he reached into his bedside table for his case folder, where he had stored all the Prophet's clippings and other files the Ministry had provided for him.

Kreacher frowned.

"Lady Delacour will not move from where she is, Master, you health is important too," the elf sighed as he stared at his master. The young man was so irresponsible when it was about his own wellbeing, thanks Merlin he was with him to look after his absent minded master. "You act just like Master Regulus did, when he studied the triangle hallows," the creature muttered as he laid the tray on Harry's desk.

Harry's head snapped from his reading.

"Triangle Hallows?" he asked. The elf nodded.

"He had the drawing all over his room, triangle and ball and line, he was very interested on it. Didn't sleep for days even though this Kreacher told him he should."

"Regulus Black investigated the Deathly Hallows?" How come he had not seen any indication in his bedroom when he had cleaned out the house?

"Master Regulus was really afraid when the Hallows came, he tried to get as much information as he could so his uncle and Mistress would not be taken by surprise," Kreacher explained, happy to talk about his former master. "You can ask Master's painting, he and his friends were experts!"

Harry blinked. The painting was a wall sized mural of the country side where a teenage Regulus Black rested with another black haired teenager who refused to look or talk to him. As soon as the war had been over, an aged magical painter had arrived to Grimauld Place with a Ministry signed document that stated that, acording to Mr. Regulus Arcturus Black's will, he had the obligation to continue the mural.

Great had been Harry's surprise when the wizard had added a teenager Severus Snape to the group, who was greeted with tearful embraces by the other two.

Somehow, even to this day, he had not dared to ask about their relation.

The three teens were rarely in the painting anyway.

"Kreacher, you are a genius!!" Harry grinned as he ran towards the study where the mural rested. He would find Gabrielle and save her before they harmed her.

Slowly he pushed the heavy door open and peered inside. He seldomly used the study. Its golden furniture and expensive decoration was intimidating to him, though Kreacher made sure to keep everything spotless and would lovingly clean his Master Regulus' frame each day as he talked to the teen.

"Oh, look Sev, Lu, we've got a visit!" beamed Regulus as he stared at Harry. Severus and the other boy frowned.

"I'm going ahead," sighed the third teen, French accent thick. "See you two there?" And without waiting for a response he disappeared among the country. Snape rolled his eyes and followed, not bothering to say goodbye to Harry or Regulus.

The smaller teen pouted.

"Don't be offended, Mr. Potter, they always do that, specially now that we are facing a crisis," he said, his voice light and his silver eyes happy. Harry was reminded a little of Sirius and tried to imagine how he had looked at that age. Regulus giggled. "What can I do for you, boy?"

Harry blinked.

"Right, I'm sorry! I... Kreacher said you knew about the Deathly Hallows. A friend of mine was kidnapped by a group who call themselves the Deathly Hallows and I thought you might have some information we could use and-"

"The High Priest and Priestess are on the move again?" the boy asked, running a hand through his short black hair. Harry nodded.

"They kidnapped a half veela girl, and have been leaving announcements on the Prophet every day, they talked a lot about the cloak, but suddenly they switched to the ring and Mistress Andraste and Gabrielle must be scared..."

Regulus winced simpatheticaly.

"Of course she must, with those fanatics all around her," he sighed. "I'll tell you all I know, Mr. Potter. The Priest and Priestess came to our house when my brother and I were young, the said that they needed the purity of our blood to close their holy communion. That we could help stop the Magical Creatures from tainting magic itself. That's their objective."

"I knew as much, Mr. Harker told Ron and I about it," Harry nodded. Regulus' eyes widened.

"You've met the Harkers? When? Is the oldest really a ten year old? Woah, Lucius and I tried to contact them but they never answered!"

"Lucius Malfoy? He was involved too?" Harry asked with a frown. Regulus nodded.

"The Hallows went after his blood too, his father refused, of course. Lord Abraxas thought they literally meant Lucius' blood. Our mother refused them also, she could not agree with a group of Muggle Lovers, she said. Sirius said they were all crazy. Of course he had his friend Lupin, so supporting the Hallows, even if it was to spite mother was out of the question. Mr. Harker wrote a letter to mother, but we never managed to read it, and he never answered our own owls. I think he even ate mine. "

"So the Malfoys are out for the knight thing..." Harry muttered, taking notes.

"Most likely, Lucius is not really available right now, with what happened there and all," Regulus sighed. "Poor old Lucius, life has been too hard on him." As he met Harry's questioning eyes he shrugged. "Anyway, the Hallows disappeared as soon as the war started. Lucien and Sev said they heard of many garden gnomes found dead near the borders so we all assumed they fled.

The bespectacled man sat.

"Maybe they hid with this Mistress Andraste that now has the ring..."

Regulus blinked.

"I doubt it, considering Mistress Andraste doesn't actually exist," he said. Harry looked at him.

"What do you mean doesn't exist?" he asked. The teen nodded.

"Andraste is a celtic goddess of war or something, I knew more, but gods and goddesses are more Lucius' area. He used to take us to this park in London and rant about a Celtic queen and the Andraste legend and something about rabbits, I never really paid much attention to it."

Harry nodded, back to his notes.

"Do you think Mr. Malfoy would mind showing me that park, Regulus?" he asked. The teen shook his head.

"Usually no, he enjoys it a lot, but I don't think he has time for you right now, you see-"

"Harry!" Hermione's voice interrupted from the fireplace. She looked tired and wary, most likely had spent as much time researching as they did. "Harry we need you, we found the cloak and... it's not pretty, hurry!" Harry nodded t her.

"I'll be there right away, Hermione." He turned to Regulus for a second but the teen just smiled indulgently.

"Go, you can tell me what that cloak is later on, I have to go to Malfoy Manor with the others anyway," he said happily. The young man smiled and nodded before running to his fireplace. He hoped Kreacher would forgive him for another sleepless night, but he had a family to protect. And he would stop at nothing to protect them all from the maniacs that were threatening his happiness.

To Be Continued.

A/N: So, there you go. Third chapter. If you want to, you can send your own theories as to what is actually happening around Harry. Where is Gabrielle and how do all the other characters helping Harry link. Now we have a pure knight and the Malfoys seem to be having problems. Any guesses? Come on! It's fun! It would also help me write the next chapter a lot faster, ya know?

And for those of you who asked, yes, Draco is coming, be patient. All the slashy goodness comes hand in hand with his appearance, but I can't reveal anymore or I'll spoil it for you. REVIEW AND LET'S ALL SEE WHAT HAPPENS