Shadows and Orbs
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
13,232
Reviews:
24
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
6
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I own nothing and make no money from this. Charmed to Contanse M Burge and HP to JK Rowling.
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
The sky was grey, the air was heavy with heat and residents of Camelot were worried about their King. King Wyatt had exiled himself to the castle and every few days a black raven could be seen flying from one of the windows a letter clutched within it talons. They were glad that their King was reaching out to someone, but they couldn't help a feel of dread race through them at whom it could be, they had all heard that the Dark King was back.
Inside the castle a blonde man smiled as a vindictive glee spread through him from his dark haired companion.
"What has you so happy my Love?"
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Ginny frowned as Ron and Hermione walked into the Burrow, they had now graduated from Hogwarts and every 5 minutes Hermione would gloat about the University's had accepted her, though Ron was another matter. Her Dad had pulled some strings and got him a job within the same department at the Ministry. Ron had grumbled about it but quickly stopped when Ginny had commented on his abysmal career of Quidditch. It looked like Ron's dream of playing for the Canon's was getting further away. Ginny Weasley couldn't be happier.
She was not going to be forced to marry that moron Harry Potter, she was her own woman. Ginny knew that when Harry became friends with Ron her mother and the headmaster had started dreaming up her wedding to the Brat-Who-Lived. However more had happened within her first year than they knew…
They believed that she was an innocent victim in Tom Riddle's plot; however she was very much willing to give up her life if it were to bring back Lord Voldemort. She had almost succeeded too, however Harry had to come in his golden idiocy and 'save' her when really he was doing something that would condemn him for the rest of his life.
No-one suspected that it was her who had helped Crouch Jr. during Harry's fourth year; no-one knew that she gave Lord Malfoy the evidence against Harry…they didn't know of the Dark Mark on her thigh…
"Ginny?" Ginny looked up at the sound of Hermione's voice and forced a smile onto her face.
"Sorry must have spaced out…"Ginny said smiling sheepishly making the older girl chuckle.
"That's okay Ginny; I wanted to tell you about the scholarship I was given by Oxford University, the wizarding campus of course…" Hermione prattled on unaware that her audience was not listening; they were digging their finger nails into their palm, hard enough to draw blood.
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Sirius sighed as he looked out of the window of Grimmauld Place. He knew that his godson was now back with the Dark Lord, it pained him to think of all the lost years…if he had raised Harry would he have made a difference? Would Harry have joined the Dark Lord or not? He knew one thing though; Harry would not be in Azkaban.
A creak behind him made him turn and he smiled slightly as he saw Remus walk into the room, his tawny brown hair speckled with more grey than before and his worn features seemed worse than when Sirius had escaped. The werewolf part of Remus could not handle loosing his cub…it was slowly killing him…and Sirius along with him.
"Hey," Sirius said and wrapped his arms around the werewolf's slim waist.
"Hey," the amber eyed man whispered his voice coarse from the recent full moon.
"Did you get some sleep?" Sirius asked concern in his blue eyes.
"Yes, but my dreams were plagued with strange feelings," Remus answered a strange look on his face.
"Tell me about it," Sirius whispered as he gave Remus a light peck on the lips.
"I dreamt of darkness and light…powerful forces…" Remus whispered as he laid his head on Sirius's chest.
"Maybe it something to do with Voldemort and Dumbledore," Sirius murmured holding his wolf closer.
"Dad?" A voice sounded from the doorway, they turned to see a young girl there.
"Yes Luna?" Remus asked his adoptive daughter.
"I had a vision," The young seer stated.
00000
Harry sighed, he was sat in a room off of the great hall and was paging through one of the journals sent by Atum. It was very informative and Harry had gotten a few chuckles out of some of the articles attached. However he knew that soon enough their would be many articles about him. None would show him in a favourable light.
Flipping over a page he smirked down at one of the pictures. Lucius Malfoy was there shaking hands with Fudge; Malfoy had apparently donated enough money to open a new children's ward at St Mungo's. Atum had annotated articles with information and theories. Apparently just before this donation Malfoy was caught at the scene of a Death Eater Raid, injured, but still at the scene. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the donation was a bribe.
A commotion in the hall made Harry look up, his verdant eyes fixed on the dementor which glided into the room. The dementor bowed and Harry stood from his seat.
"What?" Harry snapped, his breath coming out in mist from the dementors presence.
"My Lord, we have captured the one you sent us for," The dementor rasped and Harry's eyes lit up with malicious glee. He strode quickly out of the room and stared down at the quivering man laid among the circle of dementors.
"Hello Peter Pettigrew," Harry said as he focused his eyes on the man's pathetic form.
The sky was grey, the air was heavy with heat and residents of Camelot were worried about their King. King Wyatt had exiled himself to the castle and every few days a black raven could be seen flying from one of the windows a letter clutched within it talons. They were glad that their King was reaching out to someone, but they couldn't help a feel of dread race through them at whom it could be, they had all heard that the Dark King was back.
Inside the castle a blonde man smiled as a vindictive glee spread through him from his dark haired companion.
"What has you so happy my Love?"
00000
Ginny frowned as Ron and Hermione walked into the Burrow, they had now graduated from Hogwarts and every 5 minutes Hermione would gloat about the University's had accepted her, though Ron was another matter. Her Dad had pulled some strings and got him a job within the same department at the Ministry. Ron had grumbled about it but quickly stopped when Ginny had commented on his abysmal career of Quidditch. It looked like Ron's dream of playing for the Canon's was getting further away. Ginny Weasley couldn't be happier.
She was not going to be forced to marry that moron Harry Potter, she was her own woman. Ginny knew that when Harry became friends with Ron her mother and the headmaster had started dreaming up her wedding to the Brat-Who-Lived. However more had happened within her first year than they knew…
They believed that she was an innocent victim in Tom Riddle's plot; however she was very much willing to give up her life if it were to bring back Lord Voldemort. She had almost succeeded too, however Harry had to come in his golden idiocy and 'save' her when really he was doing something that would condemn him for the rest of his life.
No-one suspected that it was her who had helped Crouch Jr. during Harry's fourth year; no-one knew that she gave Lord Malfoy the evidence against Harry…they didn't know of the Dark Mark on her thigh…
"Ginny?" Ginny looked up at the sound of Hermione's voice and forced a smile onto her face.
"Sorry must have spaced out…"Ginny said smiling sheepishly making the older girl chuckle.
"That's okay Ginny; I wanted to tell you about the scholarship I was given by Oxford University, the wizarding campus of course…" Hermione prattled on unaware that her audience was not listening; they were digging their finger nails into their palm, hard enough to draw blood.
00000
Sirius sighed as he looked out of the window of Grimmauld Place. He knew that his godson was now back with the Dark Lord, it pained him to think of all the lost years…if he had raised Harry would he have made a difference? Would Harry have joined the Dark Lord or not? He knew one thing though; Harry would not be in Azkaban.
A creak behind him made him turn and he smiled slightly as he saw Remus walk into the room, his tawny brown hair speckled with more grey than before and his worn features seemed worse than when Sirius had escaped. The werewolf part of Remus could not handle loosing his cub…it was slowly killing him…and Sirius along with him.
"Hey," Sirius said and wrapped his arms around the werewolf's slim waist.
"Hey," the amber eyed man whispered his voice coarse from the recent full moon.
"Did you get some sleep?" Sirius asked concern in his blue eyes.
"Yes, but my dreams were plagued with strange feelings," Remus answered a strange look on his face.
"Tell me about it," Sirius whispered as he gave Remus a light peck on the lips.
"I dreamt of darkness and light…powerful forces…" Remus whispered as he laid his head on Sirius's chest.
"Maybe it something to do with Voldemort and Dumbledore," Sirius murmured holding his wolf closer.
"Dad?" A voice sounded from the doorway, they turned to see a young girl there.
"Yes Luna?" Remus asked his adoptive daughter.
"I had a vision," The young seer stated.
00000
Harry sighed, he was sat in a room off of the great hall and was paging through one of the journals sent by Atum. It was very informative and Harry had gotten a few chuckles out of some of the articles attached. However he knew that soon enough their would be many articles about him. None would show him in a favourable light.
Flipping over a page he smirked down at one of the pictures. Lucius Malfoy was there shaking hands with Fudge; Malfoy had apparently donated enough money to open a new children's ward at St Mungo's. Atum had annotated articles with information and theories. Apparently just before this donation Malfoy was caught at the scene of a Death Eater Raid, injured, but still at the scene. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the donation was a bribe.
A commotion in the hall made Harry look up, his verdant eyes fixed on the dementor which glided into the room. The dementor bowed and Harry stood from his seat.
"What?" Harry snapped, his breath coming out in mist from the dementors presence.
"My Lord, we have captured the one you sent us for," The dementor rasped and Harry's eyes lit up with malicious glee. He strode quickly out of the room and stared down at the quivering man laid among the circle of dementors.
"Hello Peter Pettigrew," Harry said as he focused his eyes on the man's pathetic form.