The Fallen
Chapter six- The Fallen
The end of summer vacation came quickly after the fight at Flourish and Blotts, and Harry noticed that the atmosphere in the Burrow had changed. The Burrow was still loud and messy, but there seemed to be a darkness hanging around the Burrow. A darkness that made everyone seem awkward around each other. Harry couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts and way form this awkwardness brought on by the darkness.
On their last evening, Mrs. Weasley conjured up a sumptuous dinner that included all of Harry and Haiden's favorite things, ending with, as Haiden claimed, a mouthwatering treacle pudding. Fred and George rounded the evening with a display of Filibuster fireworks; they filled the kitchen with red and blue stars that bounced from ceiling to wall for at least an hour. Then it was time for a last mug of hot chocolate and bed.
The next morning it seemed to take most of the Weasleys a long time to get started. Everyone was up at dawn, Harry's and the Twins' (only because Harry made them pack early) trunks were packed and by the front door, but there still seemed a great deal left to do.
Harry found a place in a dark corner and watched, out of the way, as Mrs. Weasley dashed about in a bad mood looking for spare socks and quills; people kept colliding on the stairs, half-dressed with bits of toast in their hands; and Mr. Weasley nearly broke his neck, tripping over a stray chicken as he crossed the yard carrying Ginny's trunk to the car.
Harry couldn't see how nine people seven large trunks, three owls, a cat, and a rat were going to fit into one small Ford Anglia. He had reckoned, of course, without the special features that Mr. Weasley had added.
“Not a word to Molly.” Mr. Weasley whispered to Harry, who had felt it would be safer hiding outside near the car, as he opened the trunk and showed Harry how it had been magically expanded so that the luggage fitted easily. An hour later Harry sighed in relief as he sat on Fred and George's lap, they were finally leaving for the station. Mrs. Weasley glanced into the back seat, where Haiden, Ron, Fred, George, and Percy were all sitting comfortable side by side, and Harry on the twins' lap his head not even touching the ceiling.
“Muggles do know more than we give them credit for, don't they?” She and Ginny got into the front seat, which had been stretched so that it resembled a park bench. “I mean, you'd never know it was this roomy from the outside, would you?” Harry smiled at her as Mr. Weasley started up the engine and they trundled out of the yard, Harry saw Haiden turn back to look at the house.
“Wait!” George suddenly cried as they started off, they stopped and George weaseled his way out of the car to grab his Filibuster fireworks, and they were off again. But only for five minutes because Fred had left his broomstick. It wasn't until they had almost reached the highway when Ginny remembered that she had left her diary. By the time she had made her way back into the car, they were running very late, and tempers were running high.
Mr. Weasley glanced at his watch and then at his wife. “Molly, dear-”
“No, Arthur-”
“No one would see- this little button here is an Invisibility Booster I installed- that'd get us up in the air- then we fly above the clouds. We'd be there in ten minutes and no one would be any the wiser-”
“I said no, Arthur, not in broad daylight.”
They reached King's Cross at a quarter to eleven. Mr. Weasley dashed across the road to get trolleys for their trunks and they all hurried into the station.
“Percy first.” Mrs. Weasley said, looking nervously at the clock over head, which showed they had only five minutes to disappear casually through the barrier. Percy strode briskly forward and vanished. Mr. Weasley went next; Fred, George and Harry followed. Once on the other side of the barrier, Harry and the twins quickly made their way to the Hogwarts Express and tried to find a compartment.
It wasn't until the train had started pulling out of the station did they find an empty compartment at the very end of the train. Harry helped the twins put the trunks in the compartment before going to open Loki's cage. In the middle of opening the cage, Harry got the strange feeling that he was being watched and looked around. No one was watching him, but the feeling was still there. At Loki's angry cry, Harry quickly opened the cage and missed catching Loki when he dashed out of the cage and onto the train through the open compartment door.
Harry knew that he should go after his cat before he caused trouble, but the feeling of being watched grew and made him scared to leave the Twins. Harry backed away from the door and sat on Fred's lap, burring his head into Fred's shoulder.
“You alright Kitten?” George asked and Harry wordlessly nodded his head.
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Point Of View Change
Filius sighed and let his head drop onto his desk that was covered by books, this wasn't unusual for the Ravenclaw head of house. But the types of book that littered the Professor's desk was what was unusual. They were stories of demon's, angels, death, anything that could possibly pertain to what had been possessing Harry.
He wasn't the only who was searching for an answer, everyone who had been witness to the possession had been searching. Well, everyone but Dumbledore who seemed to like to pretend it never happened. Filius yelped in shock when a strong gust of wind blew knocking over all but one of the books on his desk and blowing out most of his candles.
When the wind died down Filius sighed and lent back as he absentmindedly lit his candles again with a lazy wave of his hand. The students would be arriving in a few hours, he needed to get ready for the feast and make sure he had everything prepared for the first day of lessons. With another sigh, Filius straightened up, intending to get up and get ready, but the page the only book left on his desk had stopped on caught his attention.
The Fallen
No one truly knows where the legend began. Some say it started after the Archangel Lucifer was banished from the realm we all know as Heaven. Some say that it was planned from the very beginning, before the Archangel Lucifer's banishment. All any one truly knows is that it starts the same way.
The Archangel Lucifer; the Banished Angel, the Banished One, The Devil; was not the one known as the Fallen Angel. No, that title was given to another. The Angel that was given that title held no other before, nor were they an Archangel like the Archangel Michael and his brothers Gabriel, Raphael, and Azrael. No they were just a normal Angel that had been caught up in the war.
The Archangel Lucifer, angry at being banished and still rebellious against his Father, decided to get back at his Father and attack the precious Man that his Father wished for his Angels and his Archangels to bow to and warship. The Archangel Lucifer slipped into the realm of Man and began to taint the garden that Man roamed.
The Father sent the Archangel Michael to stop the taint. The Archangel Michael and his Angels flew to the realm of Man in an attempt to save Man from the taint. But the Archangel Michael, being an Archangel, brought chaos and havoc to Man's mind, allowing the taint to spread.
And though the Archangel Michael was able to push the Archangel Lucifer into a realm created from a third of the realm of Heaven, a realm we now know as Hell, the taint was still spreading through out the realm of Man. The Father understood that it was his Archangel Michael that was helping the taint spread, though not willingly. The Archangel Lucifer knew the power of Archangels, he knew that their power caused chaos and havoc to Man's weak mind, he knew that their power released greed and lust in Man, and he used it against his Father and his Archangels.
The taint changed Man for good, and the Father knew that, but he still wished to get rid of the taint. The Father called for the one who would be known as The Fallen Angel. The Father gave the Angel the job to get rid of the taint anyway the Angel could. With permission to leave the realm of Heaven, the Angel flew to the realm of Man, knowing that from the realm of Hell, the Archangel Lucifer and his Angels were watching him, waiting to see what the Angel would do to stop the taint.
The Archangel Lucifer believed there was nothing his Father not his Archangels and Angels could do to stop the taint. But the Angel had a plan, a plan that would surely get rid of the taint but at a great sacrifice on the Angel's part. And without fear or regret, the Angel opened himself to the taint and absorbed the taint, angering the Archangel Lucifer.
With the realm of Man safe from the taint, the Angel tied to return back to the realm of Heaven but was denied. The Angel turned to the Archangel Lucifer and his Angels but was denied entrance to the realm of Hell. The Angel was leaking taint from his very soul. In a desperate attempt to keep the taint away from Man, the Angel used the Energy and Power the taint was giving him and created his own realm. A realm we see everyday, a realm that is an echo of the realm of Man: A realm of Shadows.
In thanks to the sacrifice the Angel man, the Angel was giving a new title and job by The Father. The title of the Fallen Angel, and the job of keeping balance in the realm of Man. The Fallen Angel makes sure that Light and Dark are equal, to keep Life and Death on the same level. He escorts the souls too tainted by the Archangel Lucifer to the realm of Hell's gate, and the pure untainted souls to the realm of Heaven's gate. He decides where the souls that are equal pure and taint goes by how they lived.
And just as the Archangel Lucifer's name has changed over the years, so has the Fallen Angel's name. The Fallen, Lord of Shadows, Father Time, Yin and Yang, the Boogie Man, Death, the Grim reaper. No matter what you call him, it is all the same.
Filius gasped. It couldn't be that simple right? He reread the passage again, more specifically the names. It explained everything, the reason Harry was getting nose bleeds every time he was being possessed, the 'my realm' and the 'this Harry' comments. It made sense, well, except for the reason as to why Harry. He needed to show the others his discovery.
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Filius watched everyone's reaction carefully, especially Severus's. It hadn't escaped Filius's attention that the man had begun treating the boy as a son. Though the man hid it well, and if Filius had not been as observant as he was, he might have never noticed. But it didn't shock Filius that Severus instantly took to Harry like a father, the man was very kind and loving, and very protective of what he deems as his. Filius figures it was abusive past that made the man how he was, and maybe that was also why Severus was drawn to Harry the way he was.
It wasn't common knowledge that Severus came from and abusive and broken home, but it was common knowledge that he had been bullied and basically tortured by James Potter and Sirius Black when they were in school. Those who did know about his home life were either told by the man himself or observed like Filius. And that was why Filius was observing Severus as he let his mind shift through the information Filius had just told him and everyone else.
“I don't see how this really explains everything.” Minerva stated quietly, as if afraid to speak too loud, least her words be over heard by some unseen being.
“The Fallen has his own realm, and that explains the 'my realm' comment.” Filius explained pointing out the part in the passage to prove him right.
“Yes, but so does the Archangel Lucifer.” Minerva stated.
“No, he doesn't.” Severus said shifting in his seat so that he could reach out to pull the book closer to him. “If you read, it is stated that the Archangel Lucifer was given a third of the realm of Heaven, a realm that was created by the Father. The Archangel Lucifer didn't create the realm of Hell, he was given it, which means that the realm of Hell still technically belongs to the person who created the realm it came from, the Father. But the Fallen created his realm of Shadows, he wasn't given it. Which means that the realm of Shadows is his.” Filius watched as Severus skimmed over the passage before flicking his eyes towards him. “What I want to hear is the connection you made to the 'this Harry' comment.”
“I had a feeling you would.” Filius said with a small smile as he gently took the book back from Severus to point at the name 'Father Time', “As you can see right here, the Fallen is also called Father Time.” He looked at everyone in the room, as if he were giving a lecture to his students. “This lead me to believe that the being didn't mean this one Harry out of multiple Harrys of multiple realms, but as in this one Harry out of multiple Harrys from different periods of Time.” Filius paused to let that sink in as he looked each and everyone of them in the eye. “But now the question is 'Why Harry'?”