Ultimate Betrayal

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Charmed. I am not receiving any money in the writing of this story.

Warnings: This is Slash. Bad language as well as mentioning of Blood use in this chapter.


italics=thoughts and visions or recalles of conversation.
"---"Thoughts
~---~ parseltongue



Chapter Three

"Where in the name of magc have you been?" snarled Wyatt as he orbed into his study, just to see his little brother, Chris sitting behind his desk.

Chris Halliwell just shrugged.

Wyatt's nose flared in irritation. "You shouldn't disappear for days Chris, especially now."

"Who do you care? I don't need a babysitter anymore!" Chris snapped, only to find himself being tossed to the floor. "What the hell!" he hissed as he rubbed his bottom. Before glancing up to see the cold calculating look of his older brother.

"You've know that two British Wizards have been making contact with the Demons. And if you had bothered being around earlier. You'd have learned they had an audience with Artemus." Wyatt snarled as he looked down at his brother. He should've been here. Instead of Goddess knows where he thought as he lifted his brother to his feet.

When standing again, Chris was about to speak. But was stopped by the look of his brothers face. Oviously, he isn't finished he thought in anger.

"Chris, you are a Prince. As such you should have been here. Don't you dare interrupt. If something would happen to me, Goddess forbid. Then you would have to take over as King." He sighed as he looked at his brother. I'm not getting anywhere with him, by the look on his face. "Go home Chris, Mom's been asking about you."

Without even a word, Wyatt watched his brother orb away. "Goddess what a mess." He whispered before moving to the desk full of paperwork.
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Piper was beyond worried. Her youngest was nowhere to be found for several days. And her oldest was so caught up in school and Avalon, he was getting snappy. Suddenly she looked up to see the familiar orbs of Chris.

"You wanted to see me Mom?"

"Where have you been? I have been worried sick. You shouldn't go off without my knowledge." Piper stated before hugging him.

Chris stiffened as his Mother hugged him. First Wyatt and his own Mother was jumping down his throat. "I don't need a babysitter Mom. And besides I was with Marcus the last few days. You know the new boy that moved in next block over. Before you start yelling, I don't want to hear it. Wyatt has already given me his displeasure of my action." Then turned to storm up the stairs to his room.

"LEO, GET YOUR ELDER BUTT DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT" Piper roared.

With a circling of white lights, Leo appeared. At one look at his wife, all he wanted to do was orb away. "What's the problem Piper?"

"You need to get your priorities together. Your never here anymore. And I can't control your sons. Chris has been gone for days, without informing me where until he came back. Wyatt has been hiding himself at Avalon, because of those Wizards. We need you here, right now."

"What do you want me to say Piper? You knew when I became an Elder, that I wasn't going to be around. Now when the boys were younger I did stay here more. But they're old enough now that I don't need to be here." Leo spoke calmly to his wife.


"I want you to talk to Chris about running off with out a word. And maybe get him to help Wyatt, so my oldest son, doesn't have to carry all the burden. Is that too much to ask of my 'Husband'?"

By the Goddess he thought as he listened to his wife. "Piper, I'll talk to Chris when I get the time. Wyatt will be fine. His powerful and a great King. You need to let go of both of them. Chris and Wyatt are grown, let them be." Leo remarked with authority before orbing back to the Heavens.

"Your family's falling apart without you Leo. Do you even care?" Piper whispered while staring at the spot her was had just left. Before turning to grab her keys. She didn't even noticed that Chris was standing on the stairs at the landing with tears. When she closed the door behind her.
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July had finally come. The Dark Lord and Lucius Malfoy had been meeting with Demons for months and still they had gained no headway.

"My Lord, we are running out of time to stay here."

"Do you not think I'm aware of this Lucius." Voldemort hissed. He was getting irritated with the Demons not giving him what he wanted.

"I meant no disrepect, My Lord."

Voldemort just snorted. He was lost in thought until a flash of blue flames erupted in the room. Causing both occupant to draw their wands. When the flames subsided, there was a envelop in its place.

"Its a letter addressed to you, My Lord."

Voldemort opened the letter and began to read. While Lucius stood off to the side of him.

Dark Lord

We of the Demonic Counsel have convend to decide on the proposed alliance with you. You have been watched by us as well as others since you stepped on American soil. Your meeting with the Noble Fire Demon Artemus was a shock to us.

By the months end, we will have reached a decision. Be ready for an audience by then with one of the Demon Lords of our choosing. Fair warning, you have gained the attention of the American Ministry as well as the King of Magic. Tread carefully while you await our audience.

High Demon Counsel


Voldemort was glad for an audience with a Demon Lord. But a bit confused, he didn't know there was a King of Magic. "Lucius, what do you know of the King of Magic?"

Lucius Malfoy was taken aback when his Lord asked about a King of Magic. "To my knowledge there is no King."

"Well your knowledge is wrong. The Demon Counsel, has sent a warning with his letter about an audience. Oviously Magic has crowned a King." Voldemort snarled, if the Demons are giving a warning then this so called King could be a problem.
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In Britain, the Ministry as well as the Order had been working non stop. As the Death Eater raids had begun again in force. They were angry that the only ones they had captured were of the Outer Circle and had no information that would be helpful, to the Light side.

In Order Headquarters, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had finally arrived. They were given orders by the Headmaster to befriend Neville Longbottom by any means necessary. So after placing their belongings inside their rooms they convend in the Library.

"Mione, how do we get Neville to befriend us. I mean Potter had been easy. Neville has been in the magical world all his life." Ron hissed into her ear.

"Ron, all we have to do is spend time with him. I'm sure he's gone crazy with no one to talk to. The Headmaster told me that Neville wasn't even aloud to owl his own girlfriend this summer." Hermione explained to the red head.

Little did they know was Neville was right outside the door. How dare they think I want anything to do with them. Headmaster huh? Well just wait until my Grams comes in September to stay with me. He thought before realising they were still talkining.

"Look Mione, I just don't want to have to fawn all over another person. Potter is finally gone just over a year. And now we have to kiss someone's elses arse." Ron snarled, before bringing her into his embrace.

"Ronald Weasley, you are on a mission for the Order to befriend Neville, so you had better do your job." Hermione hissed at her boyfriend.

"Fine, but I'm not going to wear myself out trying to defend the Headmaster's new weapon."

"You don't have to Ron. Neville will come to us, once he realises we're the only friends he will have by his side. Besides with Potter out of the way, we can finally announce we're together." Hermione reasoned with her boyfriend.

Neville's eyes widened. He couldn't believe they were wanting to be friends with him because of someone orders. But not just anyone's orders, no the Headmaster's. And what's this about being the Headmaster's weapon. Hmm, I think I'll play their little game for now. Maybe they have some information about why Harry's in prison and the reason that all the sudden I'M considered a weapon. He thought as he opened the door.

"Hi Neville, how are you?" Hermione asked with a fake smile. While elbowing her boyfriend.

"Yeah, how's it going mate?" Ron choked out in pain.

"Alright, I guess considering." Neville responded with a soft smile. While on the inside, he was fuming.

"So hows training coming along?" Hermione asked starting to pry for information.

"Slowly, I mean I'm learning new things. But I'm not sure if I can do what the Headmaster wants me to." Neville stated as he moved to the chair by the window to watched the rain.

"You're the real boy-who-lived Neville. Not that traitor Potter. You're more powerful than him." Ron shrugged out not noticing Neville stiffening inside his chair.

"Ron's right Neville, you're the one destined to destroy the Dark Lord." Hermione pushed as she moved closer to the boy.

"What if you're wrong? What if I'm not the one? What if Harry is really the one to kill
him?" Neville spoke to himself mostly, but knew they had heard him.

"Don't say that Neville. The Headmaster and the other members of the Order believe in you." Hermione spoke with conviction.

"She's right mate. You're the one and the two of us will be beside you to the end." Ron stated strongly.

Neville listened to them with sad heart. How can they just stand there and say those things. Especially when I know they don't mean them. He thought but didn't answer. Jumping slightly when Ron placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Let's play some exploding snap, mate. That should cheer you up." Ron smiles as he pulled the cards out of his pocket.

Neville just nodded. He didn't think staying around them was a good idea. But for now he'd try to relax. Maybe then more information would spill from their mouths. I wish Harry was here he thought as he began playing.
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He was in Hell, was the only thought Harry Potter had as he was sucked into the Dark Lords mind. To what looked like a throne room that had fire all around it.


The Dark Lord and Lucius Malfoy were once again seated in a grand room. This would be the last effort of gaining an alliance. If this Demon Lord refused then, they would have to find another ally. Vampires perhaps.


"Dark Lord, it has come to the attention of Counsel that you need assistance. Normally, we Demons stay out of mortal wars. However your determination to gain are alliance has intregid us." The Demon Lord stated with a evil gleam in his eyes. Watching as the two mortals sat up straighter. The Counsel had voted they would help but at a price.


"My determination is for the good of my people, Demon Lord." Voldemort stated with fire. He didn't know what he was getting into, but at this point he wasn't backing out.

"The Counsel has decided to help you. But our help comes with a price."

Voldemort glanced at Lucius before stating. "And what would the price be?"

The Demon Lord smiled. Causing an unwanted shiver to run down both of the wizards spines. "The Counsel will give you twenty Demons for your war. In exchange we want carte blanche, during and after.

"Deal!" smiled Voldemort.

Lucius blanched.

The Demon Lord grinned. 'Foolish mortal, you have no idea what you just agreed too' he thought as both he and the mortal Dark Lord signed the agreement in blood.


Harry jerked out of the vision with a gasp. Dear Merlin, what have you done Voldie. He thought as another shiver raced down his spine. Right now he was safe inside Azkaban. For he didn't think the Demon's would come here. They still had a soul, a dark and evilone, but it was there.
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At the Order Headquarters, Neville was shaking from the last training session. He had to duel all three. Black, Lupin and Moody, to say he hurt would be an understatement. Two months and I'm not any stronger. They were wrong, I'm not the one. Was the only thing on his mind as he went for a shower.


Moody watched the boy go with a heavy heart. You're good Longbottom. But you're no Savior. Damn Albus, you have taken a good kid and tried to make him a weapon. He thought before asperating out of Headquarters. He needed to see someone about this, before Longbottom ends up killed.

Sirius and Remus were in similar thought. They could tell the boy was getting better. But no way near the level needed to kill Voldemort. But Albus had said he was the one, not the traitor so they would continue to train Longbottom.
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It was August 1, 1997 and the King of Magic, Wyatt Halliwell was going over the last missive from the Secretary of Magic. When he felt a change in the air. Tilting his he to the side to listen to the voice of Magic in the air. He couldn't hold the gasp that escaped his lips. Those two foolish wizards they had been tracking had gone Underground.

This will not end well, were his thoughts as he orbed to the American Ministry. He wasn't about to keep this information quite. There was no telling what those two Brits. were doing in the Demonic Underground.


The Secretary of Magic, Gloria Jengens walked into her office. Only to see the King of Magic himself sitting at her desk. When he met her eyes, they were cold. What he said next made her blood freeze.

"Those two British wizards have gone to the Demonic Underground."

"Oh dear, how long ago?" Jengens asked as she sunk into the chair closest to her. She watched as the King tilted his head as if listening for something. For in fact he was. And it facinated her to now end how intuned to the Magic the young man before her was.

"1 hour, 23 minutes and 14 seconds. Mother of Magic help us all."

His words scared her. No they terrified her. If the King of Magic was worried then she didn't want to know the outcome.

"What do you suggest King Wyatt?"

Wyatt looked at her like she had grown another head. "The only thing we can do right now, is put the Magical part of California on high alert. Because we don't know what they're doing down there. At least until my guards return from tracking them."

"They have never gotten anything from the Demons before King Wyatt. What makes you think they have managed anything now?"

"Because the Earth Magic has just gone quiet." Was all Wyatt had to say, before Jengens began yelling orders. He had to warn his family, so he orbed out having to trust the Secretary to do her job.
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When the Magical people of California heard the alert, the shops became over filled with people. They were trying to get what may be needed for their families.

In Halliwell Manor, King Wyatt had summoned his family. As he watched them all come in. It was at that moment he felt the pressure of being King the most.

"What's going on Wyatt? The mall was loaded with people?" His Aunt Pheobe stated with amusement.

"Yeah, I've never seen so many magical people at once. Not even in Avalon." Prue, the oldest daughter of Pheobe and Jason announced.

"Sit down everyone so I can explain what's going on." Wyatt groaned as he paced the floor.

Piper and Chris took the small love seat. While Pheobe and her husband Jason took the couch with their two girls, ages 14 and 10, Prue and Melinda. Paige and her husband Michael sat in the chairs they had pulled into the room. While their 8 year old son Kayden found a nice spot on the floor.

"The magical part of California has been put on alert.(What!!) Remember those two British wizards, I told you about?" At everyones nod, Wyatt continued. "Well they're in the Demonic Underground and as of now been there for a few hours. Now before you all go postal, they have been tracked since they stepped foot on American soil. By the guards of Avalon and the Elders. While the Ministry just registered there arrival. I've been relaying any important information to the Secretary of Magic since right after the New Year." Only to be interrupted by his Aunt Pheobe.

"Why are they here Wyatt, you've never really explained their intentions?"


"That's because I wasn't sure of their intentions at the time. But now that they have went Underground. The Secretary of Magic and myself felt the need to alert the Magical Communities incase something occurs. I'm afraid they are trying to gain the Demons for their Civil War over in Britain." Stated Wyatt with authority. As he watched the looks on his family's faces. Some looked angry with others were worried or confused.

"What has your Father said about this Wyatt?" Piper hissed, she was angry that her own husband didn't feel the need to warn anyone, even his own son.

Oh Hell, if she's mad now. Just wait until I tell her what the Elders have done. Wyatt thought, before he glanced at his brother. At his brothers wince, he knew that his brother had been in contact with their Father as well.

"The Elders have decided that myself and the Secretary were to handle any problems that occur with these Wizards."

WHAT!!!! was the only thing that was his response. That was until his Mother remembered who her husband was and the father of her children.

"LEO, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE THIS MINUTE!!!" roared Piper causing the others to wince. She didn't cuss unless she was livid.

When he didn't show in the next several minutes, everyone looked to Wyatt for the answer.
"Dad's not coming Mom. When the Elders were informed of the Wizards going into the Underground. They decided to lock Heaven until the wizards were gone and everything was back to normal. We're on our own." Wyatt explained before walking away from the others. But not before mummbling, "Not like it will be the first time" to himself. He didn't know that the others had heard him. He was startled when a white portal opened revealing his most trusted guard.

"My King, we have a big problem. We have just left the Underground. And those two British Wizards have entered a contract with the Demon Lords. I'm sorry my King but it was signed in blood." stated Aaron, one of the head guards of Avalon and closest to his King.

"SHIT" was the one thought that ran through his head.

"Get back to Avalon, Aaron and sound the alert. I'll be there soon as will all my family. First I need to speak to the Secretary of Magic." Wyatt ordered before turning to his family.

"Pack anything you think you need. And some of what you don't. Then get to Avalon Castle and stay there. No excuses. And don't forget the Book of Shadows." He ordered his family before glowing white and vanished with the sound of thunder. Letting his family know he meant business.
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The Dark Lord and Lucius Malfoy had just arrived back in their suite when the door was blasted open. Revealing six men in what looked like battle robes. Which they could only assume were the American version of Aurors.

"We are the known as the Dragon Aurors and you both are in violation of your stay here on American soil. And are hereby demanded to leave." Snarled the one standing in the front of the others.

"Why should we leave?" Voldemort stated with amusement as he raised an eyebrow.

Before the man could answer the six went down to their knees as a white light between them and the two Brits. appeared. When the sound of thunder echoed into the room both the Dark Lord and Malfoy were frozen in place.

When the light and thunder vanished in its place was a young man. He was glowing white with blonde shoulder length hair and blue eyes. He was wearing royal robes and a crown on his brow. But what had the attention of the two Brits. was the sword resting at his side. It was Excaliber. The man before them was the King of Magic himself.

"Leave wizards. You have violated your stay in America by getting a contract with the Demon Lords. Know this what ever damage you have caused during your stay. I will hunt you down and destroy you." roared the King of Magic as he waved his hand for the Dragon Aurors to rise.

"You have no rights to demand anything of us boy!" snarled Voldemort while the Dragons gasped at the ignorance of the Wizard before them.

King Wyatt laughed before his face turned to stone. The air became tight around Voldemort and Lucius Malfoy causing them to have difficulty breathing. With a flash of blue light the two found themselves back in Britain, standing on top of the London Bridge.

When they were gone Wyatt crumbled to the ground. The remaining Dragons raced to his side and helped him to stand. While standing Wyatt told them to report to the Ministry that the foriegn wizards were gone. And that when he had enough information, he would have a meeting with the Secretary himself.
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Riddle Manor Two Weeks Later:


The Dark Lord was still shivering over the power he felt coming from the King of Magic. He was still thrilled with the Demon alliance and couldn't wait until they arrived in September. Then he would demand them to give him information about the King. Before he did anything in this war. He wanted to make sure the King didn't enter this war. For if he did, Voldemort wasn't sure he would survive.
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Malfoy Manor: August 12th 1997


Severus Snape had been invited to Malfoy Manor for his god-son, Draco's 17th birthday. He was now an adult in the Wizarding World. While he watched the celebration, his mind drifted to the conversation that had taken place just two hours ago.


Severus had found himself in the Master study with Lucius Malfoy. He didn't know why he had been called here. But from the look on his friends face it was important.

"Severus my friend, we need to speak of something of import."

After he was seated, Lucius went around to his desk to pull out a bottle of brandy. Before he served Severus and himself. " The Dark Lord and I have been away trying to gain allies. You are aware correct?"

Severus nodded 'yes'.

"We have gained the alliance of the Demons,Severus."

Severus went sheet white. He didn't want to believe the Dark Lord would be able to gain their alliance. And from the look on Lucius' face neither did he.

"For months of searching for them, we finally had gotten an audience with an audience with one of the Nobles. Thank's to some of the lower level Demons. I had no clue they even had a hierarchy. And from your face neither did you. Well we met with him and lets just say it didn't end well. Until our Lord received a missive from the Demonic Counsel. They wanted a contract with our Lord, Severus. Not just any contract a blood contract that gave them carte blanche during and after our war."

Severus blanched. Lucius looked with fear in his eyes. "Our Lord did read the contract didn't he?" Severus asked then gasped as Lucius said no.

"Lets cut to the chase shall we Severus, my friend. I know you are the spy in our Lords ranks. And the only reason I'm telling you is that whatever the Dark Lord and the Demons have planned is not good for either side."

Severus said nothing. He couldn't find the words after his friends so blank statement of his spying.

"Don't look so shocked my friend. You aren't the only one in the spying business. I've been Dumbledore's spy just as long as you. However I know for a fact that Potter is inoccent as fresh fallen snow. And you are going to keep your mouth shut about that. Or I may just decided that being a spy for the Light, just doesn't sit well in my stomach. Do we understand each other my friend?"

"Yes, we understand each other perfectly." Severus whispered, before following the Master of the Manor to the ballroom.

Severus just couldn't believe why Lucius didn't want it known that Potter was inoccent. But when he thought back at the way the Headmaster just tossed the boy aside he understood. The old man either thought Potter could murder in cold blood or he didn't want to think of the later. That the old man just wanted the boy out of the way. That would be suicide. He'd have to think on this at a later date. Before he excused himself from the party and went back to Hogwarts.
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Albus Dumbledore listened to Severus's report about the Demon alliance with Voldemort. He knew that Lucius was a spy and was glad that the Malfoy Lord didn't have to come in. Since he had sent Severus with the information instead. He didn't worry much about this. The Demons wouldn't be much help in a Wizard War. At least that was what he told himself.

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Inside Avalon Castle, Wyatt sat behind his desk. It had been several weeks since he forcefully removed the foriegn wizards. And still there was no more information of what the contract intelled.

"Your Mageisty, the Vampire(Kindred)Lord Zion is here. He wishes a private audience with you." came the voice of his most trusted guard Aaron.

"Send him in Aaron. And could you please flash the pouch of my blood that I've put on stasis into my top desk drawer. I may need it." Wyatt sighed, he knew that if the Kindred had any information of merit. That he would pay with his blood. He had been doing it that way since he was crowned.

"My, my little one. You seem to have a small problem with the Demon Lords, if I've heard correctly." purred Lord Zion as he entered the study of the young King. All the Kindred Courts and Nobles had a large respect for this King. He was the one to help them with the wand users.

Wyatt sighed before looking into the eyes of the Kindred Lord. He hated dealing with Zion, because everytime the immortal spoke blood went straight to his cock and made itself comfortable. Zion was a gorgeous Vampire. He had long silver hair that went to his hips in a single braid. Eyes of the azure, standing around 6'5, skin as pale of moonlight.

Zion began to chuckle, he could smell the arousal of the young King. Hell, he knew he was gorgeous. If he could get away with it he would have mated the young one a year ago. But he wasn't his mate so he couldn't touch him that way.

"You requested an audience Zion. What can the Avalon Court do for you" Wyatt spoke with authority, after he regain some control over his body.

"Nothing, I just thought I'd pay you a courtesy call. And maybe have a little taste, if I'm lucky." Zion sighed. He hated when the little one went all Royal.

"Maybe, but not unless you have information Zion. Kindred Lord aside, you know the deal." Wyatt groaned shifting again in his chair.

"Yes,yes I know. The information determines the amount. As well as whether it is just a taste or a vial of that powerful elixer of yours." Smirked Zion as he watched the young one shift again.

"So the information?" came Wyatt's voice that had gone abit huskier than normal.

"Those two forgien wizards have entered a blood contract with the Demon Lords. It was the talk of the Kindred Courts for these past few weeks. I'm surprised no one has informed you already." Zion stated taking pity on the young one.

Wyatt jerked straight up in his chair. "What?"

Zion nodded, "Those foolish mortals have given the Demon Lords carte blanche for help with their war in the UK."

"Well shit," Wyatt growled as he placed his head into his hands. He jerked slightly when a cool pair of strong arms wrapped around him.

Zion couldn't help but wrap his arms around the young ones shoulders. He knew that this information was bad. And he had a feeling it was going to get worse before long. "Wyatt, there's more. The Vampire(Kindred) Counsel is meeting tonight. We're going to decide if war comes to us, whether we'll side with you or stay neutral."

Wyatt's head snapped towards him with hope filled eyes. If he had the Kindred then it wouldn't be so bad. Zion couldn't help himself and placed a chastised kiss on the Kings lips.

"When will the Counsel vote?"

"Few weeks at the minimum. Two months max. You're are aware that if the Demon's do cross the waters that we may be thrown into a war larger than any that have been recorded in the last several centuries in America."

"And I may have to demand my full rights as King and take over all the Magical Circles."

"Yes, young one you may. Now I must return to Counsel. I promise when the vote is passed I'll return." Zion announce he didn't feel right taking payment for this information. But when the young King threw a pouch at him. He didn't understand, so when the young King nodded he looked inside only to widen his eyes in shock. Before walking out the door. The young King had made a strong statement with his gift. For it had contain over one hundred vials of blood. But not just any blood, no it contained the blood of the King.


AN: Well that's it for now. I won't be updating for a few days at least. Hope you enjoy.