Strange Potter

Harry came down the steps, still thinking about his first real kiss with his girlfriend. Even two days later. He heard the adults talking in the other room and peeked in. 

He found Wanda with Remus, the twins, and his parents, but Sirius had a sour mood all over his face. 

"Stop that," Natasha told him.

"Hmm." The man let out.

"What's the problem?" Harry asked. "You look like someone told you pranks had been outlawed."

"Not bloody likely with me on the Wizengamot." Sirius huffed. 

"He's upset that the twins didn't pick him." Wanda chuckled.

"Do what? I'm confused." Harry looked at the babies.

"Harry," Remus spoke. "Wanda and I talked it over, and we want you to be the twin's godfather."

Harry was rarely shocked, but that got to him as he found words escaped him. 

"You made him speechless." Natasha grinned.

"You didn’t think we would pick anyone else, did you?" Wanda asked.

"Well. I didn’t..." He looked at Sirius. "That's why you're so sore."

"Bloody right, I am." The man huffed back. He wasn't as miffed as he let on, but it was slightly annoying to see.

Harry knew how to get him out of the funk. "I just hope I'm as good as a one for them as you were for me." 

Sirius's face fell from upset to thoughtful. "Pup..."

"Hey, we agreed that stopped when I turned five." Harry glared playfully.

"Come here, you little shi..." He stopped when Natasha gave him the look. "Smooth talking chaos child." He hugged his boy tightly.

Harry hugged him back before going to the twins. "You two picked me?" The pair blew some spit out in response. 

"Wanda made two illusions of you and Sirius. Both reach for you." Natasha answered. 

"I guess it's up to me to help you two drive these two mental." He motioned to Remus and Wanda.

"Remember who is in your head," Wanda warned.

Harry smirked back as he tickled the boy's feet. "We're going to have a lot of fun. Right boys?" He looked up, realizing they were short one member. "Where's Reg?"

"In his room with Motto."

"I got to tell him." Harry took off up the stairs. Music was playing from his brother's room, which made him pause. Since when does he listen to that?

Harry opened the door to see Regulus in front of his computer dancing with the song.

"I want to see you out that door.
Baby, bye bye bye."

The younger boy was bobbing his head and fist pumping as the song went on. Next to him, in perfect rhythm, Motto was doing the same as his hair flew over the room. 

Harry froze as he watched his brother and the Demiguise doing the dance of NSYNC so well they had to have practiced a lot. 

When they spun around with their hands clapping, they found their audience of one standing there.

"Oh...hey..." Regulus spoke. Motto stopped mid-clap with his hand out. "It was his idea." The boy pointed to his little furry friend.

Motto responded by pointing back at him with both hands.

Harry started to say something but just backed out the door, shutting it. Regulus looked down at Motto and shrugged. He hit the replay on the video, and they started again. 

Christmas came and went as the children were soon back at Platform 9 and 3/4. 

"That went too fast." Harry spoke as he pulled his luggage behind him.

"You get to leave whenever you want." Neville whispered next to him.

"And?"

Hermione gave her parents a big hug as the train whistled. "I'll be back in no time." She promised.

Richard held her tight and smiled down at her. Not as far down as it had been. She was growing up way too fast. 

"Call if something happens." Jean told her.

"Mum. Maybe I'll just have a normal year." Hermione huffed.

"I would love to hear that." Richard sighed.

McGonagall watched as her lions came back. It was always enjoyable to see the children return from their break, but she also knew she would have to get them back in the studying mood. "I trust everyone had a pleasant Christmas." She asked as the last student, Weasley, sat.

"Yes, professor," they said back.

"Very good." She cast a spell on her board. "Today's lesson will be the Animagus."

Harry sat up a little straighter at that. He looked quickly to Neville, who grinned back. They had already talked about working on doing this. Harry had plans to beat his father's record and become an animagus before his fifth year.

"Any witch or wizard who wished to become an Animagus had to undergo a ritual-like process in order to achieve the ability. The process of becoming an Animagus was long and difficult, and it had to be done in a very specific way. It required skill, practice, and patience." She looked down on the children. "It is not something to be done without strong discipline. Even then, few are capable of the art."

"Did it take you a long time?" Ron asked.

"It did indeed, Mr. Weasley." She changed into her cat form and jumped up on the table before landing back in her human form. "The first step for becoming an Animagus is that the witch or wizard in question has to keep a single Mandrake leaf in their mouth for an entire month. If the leaf was removed or swallowed, then the whole action must be repeated from the start." 

"Are you planning to become one?" Hermione whispered to Harry.

"Absolutely. You should join me."

She bit her lip, thinking. I never thought of that, but it does seem interesting. "Maybe."

"You do love a challenge." He teased.

McGonagall went over the full detailed list of the ritual from the vial that needed hair, the spit Mandrake, and a silver teaspoon of dew. Then the indication that needed to be changed while waiting for an electric storm. 

"Once the process was completed, the witch or wizard would be an Animagus. They will have the ability to change between their human and animal forms at will, with or without the use of a wand. However, if any part of this process was done incorrectly, it had the potential to backfire and cause the transformation to go horribly wrong, such as causing permanent half-human, half-animal mutations."

The class went a little white at that. Except Harry, who was grinning.

"Mr. Potter. Something funny about that?"

"Sorry professor. I was just imagining Pettigrew suffering from one of those accidents." Harry felt some of his hate for that coward fill him.

McGonagall nodded. "I normally don't condone such ideas, but I will make an exception for that." She turned back to the rest of the class. "Even if one is successful with the transformation, it is advisable to try to avoid panicking during the first time; otherwise, the animal mind may "gain the ascendancy,"  which could have resulted in the wizard doing something stupid or dangerous."

Hermiones pen was going like it was motorized as it absorbed all the information. Harry was doing the same but not as fast. He already knew most of this and was highlighting the important parts.

"Are you planning on following your father's and godfather's example, Mr. Potter?" His head of house asked as she looked at his notes.

"Yes professor. In almost every way I can." He grinned. Other than the bullying they did. Unless someone deserved it.

McGonagall sighed. "Academically, you have, but others are not to be a compliment."

"I disagree." He smirked back.

She gave a sterner look. "You, as an Animagus, that would force my retirement."

"Don't say that, professor. Hogwarts wouldn't be the same without." He replied honestly.

"That won't sway my grading curve." She said but gave a slightly bigger smile. "Back to the lesson..."

Dumbledore had waited for the remainder of the break before he went to Stranges Sanctum. His first instinct was to use apparition directly from the Gaunt Shack, but he reconsidered after fears that suddenly appearing there would cause some people to attack without realizing who he was. He had no doubt he could handle most of the sorcerers', but he was weary of Strange. One didn't get the title of Sorcerer Surpeme handed to them without the skills to back it.

Besides, there was no reason for violence, no matter how he felt with the horocux being discovered and removed.

"Headmaster." Wong greeted him at the front door before he even knocked.

"Wong." Albus nodded back. "It is good to see you. Is Dr. Strange available? We have something to discuss." 

"And that is?" 

"Something not for such an open setting." The aged wizard motioned to the various muggles that walked around.

Wong stepped back and motioned for Dumbledore to follow. 

"Wait here." Wong pointed to a chair in the corner as he went up the stairs.

Dumbledore didn't sit, feeling like it was to be a first-year waiting for his professor to meet him after he misbehaved. Instead, he examined the room with curiosity. He had never had the luxury of being in the Sanctum. 

So much magic in the halls. The great things that they could be used for. If only I had the gift of their magic. 

He had tried in his youth and nearly exploded with his first ritual. It still annoyed him slightly that he wasn't one of the few that would be able to use it.

"Dumbledore." Wong said from the top of the stairs. "He's waiting."

Albus continued his thoughts as he walked. The magical artifacts he saw all gave off dangerous magical aurora. The older he got, the more he felt it with powerful artifacts, like the Elder Wand or when he held Harry's cloak. 

When the doors opened to what he assumed was Strange's personal study, he was again taken by the feelings the building gave off. 

"Headmaster Dumbledore." Strange sat at his desk, sipping tea. "An unexpected surprise. Thank you, Wong."

Wong bowed and closed the doors behind him.

"Have a seat. Tea?"

"That would be lovely, thank you, doctor." The slight tickle in his throat reminded him he was a bit thirsty. 

Stephen set a cup and plate for him. "What can I do for you?"

"I think we both know my visit is hardly a surprise." Albus pulled his wand and transfigured the chair to something more comfortable and higher.

"Headmaster I don't come into your office and change your furniture. Show me the same respect." Stephen flicked his fingers. Causing Albus's chair to revert back to its original form.

Albus shook his head at this display. He felt like a first-year meeting that larger adult. "I meant no offense. Mearly trying to get comfortable, these old bones require more cushions." He put his wand on the table as a sign of an older custom. Showing he wasn't there to fight. He pulled up the tea cup and took a sip.

Stranges cloak suddenly began poking his side. Stephen looked down to see it pointing to the wand. Could it be? Dumbledore has the wand. Stephen felt a wave of realization wash over his body. For the first time since they were created, someone knew where all the Hollows were. Putting this behind him at the moment he spoke. "Back to the reason you're here."

Albus examined the man. No matter where Strange was, he had the same air about him. It was like looking at a younger version of himself. The things he could do if he had that power so young. The idea sent a shiver of fear down his spine. Shaking it, he spoke. "I believe you already know what I wish to speak about."

"Reading mines isn't one of my hobbies. Speak plainly." 

Dumbledore was hoping to get the man to confess to his involvement at the shack, but Strange wasn't taking the bait. "Where is it?"

"What?"

"I know you were at the Gaunt shack."

Stephen shrugged. "It wasn't like I was hiding it."

"Yes, leaving a card said as much. Do you realize what you risked? What if I was the dark lord? Or one of his followers? You would have openedly announced you knew of them to the one person who would do everything to hide them."

"Don't think me a fool, Dumbledore. The card only showed if you were the one there. Anyone else would have found something far more...aggressive."

"Where is it?" He repeated.

"Destroyed." 

"I will need to verify that."

"No."

Dumbledore was still miffed by how the man would simply tell him no and expect him to accept it. "Surly, you understand the dangers here? If the container is not properly destroyed beyond hope of reconstruction it would still work to tie the soul to this plain."

"Don't speak to me like I'm an idiot." Strange warned. "I know more about these devices than you can hope to answer and know how to destroy them. Rest assured it is gone."

"The risk is too high. Please allow me to be sure." Dumbledore said again, not liking the way Stephen dismissed his education. He knew everything about the Horcrux that was known. He spent years going over every book available to him. 

"What do you hope to see? Perhaps. This." Strange reached into the window behind him and plucked one of the stars in the sky. He held out the star that was shown to be a stone. 

Albus's eyes went wide. He suspected the ring had the stone from memory but to see it here after all these years. He now knew where all the Hollows were. The one he wanted more than anything was a mere few inches from him. He reached out only for the stone to disappear.

"I thought as much."

"Do you realize what you have?" Dumbledore let out, his voice shaking. 

"I do indeed. What did you come here for? The Horcrux or the stone? Which one are you more obsessed with today?"

"Voldemorts defeat is the top of my priority." He said it instinctively while fighting the old urge that drove him in his youth. The hollow always called to him, but he lost too much in their pursuit. Still the tug at his heart to see his sister again. To apologize for his failure.

"Not finding the Hollows? Has seeing the stone brought back an old feeling?" Strange watched as Albus hand twitched to his wand. "Do you know the funniest thing about this? How much do you and I have in common?" He sipped his tea. "One could look at us as almost the same. We both lost sisters." He began to listen to their similarities.

Albus swallowed at the image of his sister's lifeless body that was always in the back of his mind. 

"We both let out egos get the better of us and lost much because of it." Strange rubbed the scars on his hands. Sure, his hands were fixed, but every time he looked at them, he was reminded. "Both of us had positions of power thrust on us. But where I stepped up, you stepped back."

"Power is something to be mindful of. It can corrupt even the most noble souls." Albus had always had a weakness for power. He had tried to stay back from positions that gave him too much.

"It's not power you fear. It's responsibility." 

Albus looked confused and insulted at that. "I have always taken responsibility for my actions."

"No, you haven't. You had a responsibility to look after your sister. You shoved her off on your brother to chase fame. You had a response to stop Grindelwald and waited years to do it because you didn't want to face the actions that cost your sister's life."

"There are things you don't know."

"Like the blood pact you had? The one that was broke the day you, your brother, and Grindelwald crossed wands." Stephen took some joy seeing the color drain from the old man's face.

"You know of it?"

Stephen held up a book labeled The Secrets of Dumbledore. "I told you she had details on you. Like how she had to come and force you to go face your old friend or she would." He turned to the page. "'Hunt him down and flay him alive before sending his body to a dimension filled with hungry dogs'. Her words."

Albus sighed, remembering those exact words from the Ancient One. "It wasn't easy to face the possibility of being guilty of taking your flesh and blood's life."

"So other sisters had to bury brothers. Mothers had to bury sons. How many died before you took responsibility? You knew what he was going to do, but put yourself first."

"I have had many regrets, doctor. Many mistakes. I have devoted my life to doing better.'"

"How? By letting everything keep going on the same as before? By sitting and waiting? By making the same mistakes over and over? Everything that has changed in your world for equality was done by me. Not you."

"Dr. Strange I have sacrificed much for the world."

"That's a lie. You have never sacrificed anything. Ever. You wanted to sacrifice your sister and bother for your own glory. You sacrificed lives because you didn't want to face the consequences of your actions after your sister's death. The ministry needed a good leader after the war, but you wanted to be at Hogwarts, letting corrupt people take charge. When Tom rose, he began recruiting right under your nose, and you didn't take steps to stop it."

"I did what I could. They were just children. Easily led down the wrong path."

"You didn’t stop Tom. Lily did." Strange continued. "After that, did you step up to clear the ministry of Death Eaters? No, I had to. You tried to sacrifice Harry's childhood by leaving him with people who hated him because it's what you wanted. You sacrificed Snape's hopes and career to keep you spy close. Tell me, What have you ever sacrificed?" 

Dumbledore stood with fire in his eyes. "You do not understand anything I've done. I have never asked anyone to do anything I wouldn't do."

"You never ask. You just expect it." Strange stood and faced the old man eye to eye. "I'll make you a deal. Tell me everything about Harry and Voldemort. Every detail you keep to yourself and have told no one. In return." The stone reappeared in his hand. "I will let you use this. Your secrets for something you always wanted. Sacrifice something for once."

The standoff was felt through the room. Suddenly an alarm of spells began to go off.

Wong rushed in. "Strange. There's attacks happening."

"Where?"

"Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade."

Dumbledore snapped out of his trance on the stone. "Hogsmeade?!"

"What is attacking?" Strange moved to the alarms.

"Dementors."

"That's impossible. They are under Ministry control." Albus shook his head. Only Voldemort could command them, and he was too weak to do so.

"Witnesses say otherwise." 

"Wong, go to Diagon Alley and take as many as you need." Strange looked at Albus and cast a portal to Hogsmeade. "Coming?"

"If Hogsmeade is in danger, of course I am." Albus marched forward. 

"We'll finish our talk later." 

Diagon Alley a few minutes earlier 

"Atreus!"

Loki/Atreus turned to see Regulus and his parents coming over. "Hi Regulus. Did you have a happy Christmas?"

"It was wicked. I finally got to go down the bigger slopes." The boys said proudly.

"That sounds like a good time." The 'boy' smiled. "What brings you to the Alley?"

"Dads selling Ollivander some parts of that huge snake I told you about."

"The basilisk?"

"Yeah. Come on." He motioned to follow.

"Sure." Loki finished his chocolate frog and looked at the card. "Hey, is this good?" He motioned to the gold card.

"Hey, you got Bertie Bott gold! That's the one I'm missing from my collection."

"Oh? Here." He handed the card over to the boy.

"Nope. It's yours. Make it the start of your collection." Regulus pushed it back.

"I don't collect them. I just like the candy." He tried again to give the card to Regulus.

"You should start. We can compare them later!" 

"If you insist." Loki put the card into his pocket with a shrug not understanding the odd feeling the boy had on him.

Inside Ollivanders, Sirius laid down the basilisk horn for the old wandmaker. "Behold."

Ollivander was shaking with excitement as he examined the horn. The chance to make a wand with Salazar Slytherin's basilisk had him as giddy as a schoolboy. "Marvelous."

"I trust your more than capable hands will make something of wonders." Sirius complimented. 

"Will it be mine?" Regulus asked as he looked over all the wand core. He wanted a custom one like Harry's, but one of Slazar's basilisks was wicked too.

"Unfortunately, that is not up to me to decide young Mr. Black." The wandmaker placed the horn to the side. "Only the wand will know." It was then he realized the other boy who was in the room. "And who is this?"

"Atreus." The boy answered. "You have some interesting things here."

"Olivanders have been making wands longer than any other maker." Sirius told the boy. "Almost everyone who's gone to Hogwarts has had their wands crafted from his hand."

"Fascinating." I wonder what any of these sticks would do in the hands of a true master of magic like myself?

"You're an usual child." The man kept feeling like something was odd with the other boy. Something he couldn't place. 

"Usual is boring." The redhead shrugged, taking stock of the man.

"Ha," Regulus laughed.

"Let me know when you're done." Sirius  requested. "I want to see the results before some lucky child gets them."

"Of course, of course." Olivander said quickly. "If you'll excuse me, I wish to get started right away."

The three left the shop to find Natasha talking with Atreus mother. Loki was growing annoyed at the focus he and to extend to keep the two illusions going. Still, it was worth getting one over on them all.

Natasha suddenly felt a chill in the air. Even more than usual. She saw the whole alley seemed to go deadly quiet.

Sirius felt it too. Like all happiness was gone. That only meant one thing. "Dementors."

"What?"

"Get inside!" Someone shouted.

A darkness descended over the whole alley as, above them, a dozen dementors hovered before flowing down over the streets.

Natasha pulled out a pair of glasses that shined with ruins from Dr. Strange. Now she could see them. "Shit!" She jumped as one flew toward her. She ran, knowing there was nothing she could do to fight these creatures. 

"Natasha!" Sirius yelled, puling his wand. "Expecto Patronum!!!" A huge silvery dog shot out, barking and charging at the dementors.

"Dad!!!" Regulus shouted when two of the dementors flew at him and Atreus.

"Run! Get inside!" 

Silver spells flew over the crowd as aurors arrived. A few had corporeal forms. A bright pink-haired one was one who had a rabbit running around.

"Tonks! Get the kids out of here!" Sirius shouted.

"Got it!" She didn't take orders from Sirius, but she didn’t need to for Regulus.

As they fought the dementors off, some continued their persistence of getting the boys.

"Come on." Tonks pulled the boy back away from the other. "We need to get you into Alice's shop," she stopped when one flew directly at her. She pushed the boys behind her casting again. 

Regulus fell back as another dementor hovered over him and floated down.

Every horrible memory he had came rushing forward as happiness felt like it would never come again.

Suddenly, green magic encompassed the whole creature. A scream erupted from it that had never been heard before as it exploded in a green mist.

Regulus rolled over to see Atreus standing there with his hands out. The redhead boy realized what he did as he looked at Regulus.

"Loki. I knew it." The young Black spoke.

Atreus face went wide-eyed in shock at the boys exclamation. "What?!"

Patronus flew around as the dementors flew up, seeing one of their own destroyed sent them into a frenzy. Portals opened all around them. Wong appeared in front of the groups and sent a huge ruin barrier at the dementors. They were banished into the portals that closed when the last one went through.

"Regulus?!" Sirius ran to him and pulled him up. "Thank Merlin."

"I'm fine." The boy stood up.

Natasha saw the whole thing and pointed her pistol directly at Atreus. "You."

The boys faces morphed, and Loki smiled back. "Miss me?"

"Not at this range." She fired three into his head. It didn’t do anything, but she felt better.

"Really?" Loki spit out one of the rounds. "Here I am saving your son, and that is the thanks I get."

"Get the hell away from him." Natasha put herself between them.

"Mum. He saved me."

"Loki." Wong had his spell out, ready to attack. 

Loki saw every sorcerer, and the aurors were aiming their wands at him. "Hmm. Think you have enough?" He grinned, thinking of a way to salvage his mistake. He still didn't understand why he saved the boy.

Thunder suddenly slammed into the sky as lighting erupted following a rainbow light hitting. The crowd split as Thor charged through.

Loki was lifted off the ground by the God of Thunder. "No hug?"

"What are you doing?" Thor demanded. Loki was always planning something.

"Enjoying the sites." Loki croaked out as Thor squeezed his throat.

Natasha's alarm on her wrist went off. The one set to Harry. "Harry's alarm."

"Hogsmeade is under attack as well." Wong spoke.

"Amelia took a group of aurors and was heading there when we got sent here." Tonks told them. 

"If Harry sets off his alarm, it's bad." Natasha exclaimed. "Thor get him to his cell and get back here as fast as you can."

Thor had his eyes on Loki the whole time, but when he turned to answer, his brother acted and stabbed him in the side with a small dagger. "Deja vu!"

"You little!!!" Thor growled, dropping him and tearing a fell of black hair out of his siblings heads. 

A green wave hit everyone as Loki moved around them all. 

"Mum!" 

Natasha got her bearings back and saw a mother's nightmare. A killer holding her son with a knife to his throat.

"Loki?" Regulus gulped, feeling the knife on his neck.

"I saved you. I just need you to return the favor." Loki told the boy as he held the blade to him. 

"If you hurt the boy, there will be nowhere you will be able to escape me." Thor tossed the hairs to the side and held his hammer up.

"Hurt?! I have hundreds of chances." Loki snapped. "I will not go back to that cell."

"Let him go!" Sirius demanded, holding his wand aimed at Loki's face.

Everyone stood still, not sure what to do. Natasha's alarm was the only sound being heard.

"Looks like you have a choice, brother. Chase me or save the boy?" Loki slid the tesseract out from behind Regulus.

"I will find you again, brother." Thor warned.

"I look forward to it." Loki grinned. "Thanks for the candy." He whispered to Regulus as he activated the tesseract and disappeared, leaving the boy behind. 

"Regulus." Natasha rushed forward and held him close. "Are you okay?" She was shaking as every terrible thought of what Loki could do to him ran through her mind.

Reg didn't know how to react. He had never seen his mother afraid before. "Yeah." He finally said.

"We need to get to Hogsmeade." Wong began opening a portal. "Regulus. This is for you. Wait at the compound." 

"But.."

"No buts. Go." Both his parents said together after double-checking him.

Sighing, the boy knew there were no arguments when they agreed on something, so he stepped into the portal. 

"Reg!" Morgan ran over when she saw the portal. "Daddy said something bad was happening!"

Regulus just looked back at the spot where the portal dropped him off. He sighed and put his hands in his pocket when he felt something. Pulling it out, he found the Bertie Bott gold card inside.

In Diagon Alley, witches and wizards were still trying to understand what just happened. Where did the dementors come from? Why did they attack? Was it a sign of the dark lords return?!

Olivander heard the commotion and stayed back until the danger had passed. He wasn't a coward, but his patronus was not up to snuff enough to be of help. When the dementors fled, he stepped out to offer any help he could. 

Some of the shops handed out chocolate bars, which grabbed a box and did the same. As he walked, a breeze sent some black hairs into his face.

He pulled them away and was about to trash them when he got a feel for them. They were colder than ice. He had never seen such hair before. "Where in the world did you come from?" He pocketed them for later examination.

Inside the ministry, things were far more chaotic.

"Get to Azkaban and find out why the warden didn't tell me the dementors was gone!" Fudge shouted. This was a disaster beyond anything he could think of in his worst nightmare. The Ministry losing control of the dementors spelled the end of his reign as Minister.

"The alley is secured, and we have no reports of anyone being kissed." Frank told him. He wanted to be out in the field, but Amelia ordered him to keep Fudge from doing anything stupid. He knew Alice and Sirius would be able to handle it even if he was wanting to go check for himself. Tonk already flooed and told him Alice was safe but he was desperate for news of Hogsmeade.

"Some good news. What of Hogsmeade?" 

"No word from Amelia yet."

Fudge rubbed her temple as the headache formed. Now he was thankful she stopped him from cutting their budget. Not having enough Aurors for this would have made him look incompetent. Where the hell was Dolores anyway? He could use her advice!

He was given the damage report, which was less than when the green monster attacked but was interrupted when a woman ran in.

"Minister Fudge. The Wardens letter says all the dementors are accounted for." The secretary's read what was returned. Usually they used owls, but for emergencies, a peregrine falcon had been trained to make the delivery much faster.

"What?!" He snatched the paper and read it over. "That's impossible. Where did the bloody dementors come from then?!"

Nobody had answered or even wanted to consider the implications. Where did more dementors come from?

Avengers compound before the attack.

Bruce went over some different formulas at his station. Vampirism was different than lycanthropy, but they did have some similar aspects. With some time and proper testing, they might be able to find a cure as well. Or a treatment that helped the symptoms. 

"Daddy please!!!"

Bruce looked up to see the youngest Stark arguing with her father.

"No," Tony said again.

"But it would be wicked!!"

Tony rubbed his face. "One, you have been spending too much time with Regulus, and two. I am not making a suit for Motto!"

"You're no fun!!!!"

Bruce chuckled as Tony glared at him.

All of a sudden, the alarms began going off. The magical alarms.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y?"

"Harry has activated his alert."

Bruce stood, knocking his chair to the ground. On cue, a portal began to form. 

"Get to your mother." Tony ordered. 

"Daddy, what's happening?"

"Something bad. Go!" Tony said again. "F.R.I.D.A.Y. activate mock 100."

A cylinder rose from the floor with an arc reactor on it. Tony grabbed it and attached it to his chest. Nanites formed over him as the news Ironman suit. The Model-Prime was his official name for it, and it was the best so far. With nanotechnology, the ability to collapse into a bracelet, fully charge in 3 hours, size/mass-shifting capability, and resistance to powerful blows and phasing attacks. It even had enough nanites stored to transform further and become a Hulkbuster suit if needed.

"Let's go." He shot up and into the portal.

Bruce tossing his glasses off and followed as his shirt began to rip and green started to show.

"Just a coffee, please," Steve told the waitress as he sat. 

"You got it." 

Rodgers read over the paper. People got their news from TV and the internet, but he still enjoyed the feeling of turning the pages. Even the smell of the paper.

When his watch went off, he stopped and threw his paper down. "Cancle that." 

She didn't get to reply before he ran out of dinner faster than a normal man could go. 

"Those two are working in harmony. One is asleep while the other is hungry, and vice  versa." Wanda sat as she rubbed her neck. These boys were a handful, but she loved every moment of it. Still, she wouldn't mind if they slept at the same time.

Andromeda laughed gently. "You should have seen Nymphadora. Her ability began very early. She was too young to understand it, but when I checked on her one and found a baby dark-skinned boy in her place, you could have heard my shrink from across the street."

Wanda let out a laugh. "Thanks for giving me a hand with them."

"Of course." She stood going to her tear about to go off. 

Wanda!! Dementors in Hogsmeade. There after us. Harry shouted in their minds. 

What?!

We need help now.

I'm on my way. She shot up. "Harry is in danger. I have to go."

"What? What danger?"

"Dementors. Please watch the boys until I get back."

"Yes. Yes. Go! If Harry's calling, it must be a disaster." The older woman waved her out.

Wanda ripped open a portal directly to Hogsmeade.

"And nice shot." Clint gave Nate a high five as the boy hit the target dead center.

"Told you I've been practicing." Nate grinned. "I bet I could even outshot you."

"Hmm." Clint pulled a penny from his pocket and tossed it as far as he could. Before it hit the ground, an arrow was thrown at it. 

Nate looked up at his father with an annoyed facial expression.

'Your turn." The man pulled out another penny.

"Show off." The boy mumbled.

Clint chuckled as he took a sip of his drink. He nearly spilled it on himself when his watch set off. A code red. From Harry.

"Harry's sent out an alert." Clint grabbed his bow and arrows and threw on his special glasses. "Go tell your mom I'm going to be late for lunch." He told his youngest before running into the portal that opened.

Hogsmeade before the attack.

"Feels like spring is starting to come around." Neville made small talk as they walked to Hogsmeade.

"Good." Hermione hoped. She didn't hate the cold but wanted summer here faster. Warm was better than cold.

As they walked, they were passed by a woman in bright pink and an air of self-importance going the other way.

"Hmm. What is the Undersecretary doing here?" Susan noticed Umbridge.

"Based on what Sirius has told me about her, probably looking for some first-gen to cast blame on about how purebloods are being held back." Harry glared at the woman as she walked on.

"Is she that bad?" Hermione asked, not liking the sound that someone so high in the ministry could be like that.

"Worse." Susan said. "My aunt can't stand the woman."

Unknown to them, a certain blonde prince was also following them. Draco saw his opportunity as Potter and the mudblood were distracted and pulled his wand. He had enough of the spell down that he was certain he could replicate the results.

Harry's pocket suddenly began blaring a horribly loud noise. 

"Ah, what is that?" Susan held her ears.

Harry pulled out the shrunken Sneakoscope Luna's father gave him. He wiped around to see Umbridge was gone. 

As someone turned off the sun, darkness descended on the small village.

"Dementors!"

Draco froze as he saw the creatures in the air. Cursing, he ran off in terror.

Professor McGonagall had been in the village gathering some supplies and was the one who snapped everyone out of their terror-filled stance.

"Get inside one of the shops!" She shouted to the children. "Expecto Patronum!!" The white form of a tabby cat flew out of her wand, chasing after the dementors. "Now!" She began steering her patronus in a defensive circle around the village, pushing the dementors back.

"Wow." Susan let out. McGonagall was even more impressive outside of the classroom.

Growls came over the area as a new threat rushed into the village. Wolf packs barked and growled as they began jumping wizards and witches. The pack had black sludge-like substance all over them. 

"Let's go!" Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and began pulling him away.

Harry saw the dementors floating above them. Following them. They're after us. 

Hermione felt Harry suddenly come to a stop. "What are you doing?!"

Harry looked back at the wolf's attacking and chasing people and the dementors abovr.  He turned to her and then took off running. Back to the fight.

"Shite!" Neville let out as he pulled his wand and started to follow. 

Hermione rubbed her temple. Her boyfriend was too bloody heroic! She gave chase next, with Susan and Blaise following.

Fred and George were casting flame spells to fend off the wolves as they got the younger years into some of the shops. 

"What the bloody hell is going on?" Fred asked.

"No idea. When in doubt, keep burning." Geroge called back. "Inside!" He pushed a third year into Honeydews. 

Inside Ron and others gathered watching. The owner had her wand aimed at the door if anything came in that wasn't a human.

When a wolf jumped at Fred, George pushed him out of the way to save him, but the wolf was suddenly sliced in two, covering George in the strange black goo.

"Nasty!" George tried wiping the goo off. "What was that?!"

An axe flew back into Nevilles hand. "You're welcome!" He shouted and ran back after Harry.

"Oh, we have got to get one of those!"

Two more barked at the twins who aimed, but before they could cast, the wolves were in the air and knocked together by a 'gentle' giant. 

"Not right these wolves are." Hagrid dropped the unconscious animals to the ground, wiping the odd goo on his shirt. "You get inside the shop." He saw more of the wild animals approaching. 'Ey'll handle this."

"Go get them, Hagrid," Fred called.

"You get a discount in our shop!" George said as they went back in. "This stuff stinks." He tried to cast a cleaning charm, but it didn't do anything.

"Mums gonna kill you when she sees your shirt." 

Harry ran straight to the fountain as a herd of the dementors trailed behind him. Wiping around, he aimed his wand. "Expecto Patronum!!"

The light shot out, forming into a huge winged animal. With three pairs of wings, a head similar to an eagle, and iridescent feathers that shimmer with cloud-like patterns with lighting like aurora, the patronus let out a loud call that the dementors fled in terror of.

"Bloody hell." Blaise said in awe. 

"Look out!" Susan shouted.

Blaise was tackled by two wolves that came out of nowhere. Before they could bite, they were suddenly floating in the air, covered in red magic.

Susan and Blaise looked to see Harry's eyes glowing.

"Holy shite." Susan let out. 

"Expulso!" Hermione sent the floating wolves back and into the brick building wall.

"How?" Blaise asked, standing.

"Later!" Harry shouted at him.

A dark figure suddenly emerged out of the chaos, following the source of the thunderbird flying around. Mordo's eyes were black as night when he found the boy.

Harry saw him at the same time. "Guys, get out of here. Now!" He shouted, hitting the button on his watch.

"Who is that?" Hermione asked.

"Trouble. Go." Harry's clothes changed to his armor. "You want me? Let's go."

Karl marched forward, black sludge being left behind with each step.

"Rematch." Harry walked forward. "Bombarda!"

Karl easily tossed the spell aside, blowing up a section of bridge. Dark tentacles shot out of his hands and slammed into Harry's magical shield.

Harry fell back, trying to deflect them with his wand. It was too much. He would never beat him like this.

"You're holding back." Karl noted. He saw some of the shops watching. "They don't know, do they? What you are?"

"What am I? You are a walking cancer, and you're judging me?! You're insane." The boy hissed. He didn't have a choice. He would have to go full scarlet in order to fight. Saving Blaise was only seen by him and Susan, but if he unleashed it, there would be no going back. 

"Stupefy!"

Karl's shield stopped the spell that nearly hit him from behind. Harry fell back when the man's foot slammed into his stomach. 

"Get away from my students!" McGonagall demanded. She cast Jelly-Legs Jinx and a chain of others hoping to match the man.

"Weak." Karl sent a spinning disk of magic at her.

The old witch proved she still had some moves when she dodged the spell, never taking her eyes off the man.

"I'm not impressed." She cast again. "Confringo!!" 

Karl's blackened hand caught the spell, and with a flick of his wrist, he redirected it. Only not at her.

Harry's seeker reflexes once again shaved him as he jumped out of the way. The spell slammed into Gladrags Wizardwear, making the wall explode.

Susan jumped back as debris fell towards her, but a hand grabbed hers and she found a metal disk above her head. 

"Stay still." Hermione told her as she held the disk above them.

"Where did you get that?" 

"Same place Neville got his axe. Harry." Hermione lowered it down. She couldn't believe she couldn't even go one year without something happening!

"Potter, get out of here." McGonagall ordered.

"I can't do that. He's here for me." Harry held his wand at Karl. "Why are you doing this? What do you hope to gain?"

"You will see." More black came off Karl and into the ground.

"You really should see someone about that. I know a doctor. He'll be here shortly." Harry told him.

"Good." Karl was done waiting. Today he finished all of this. "That was the plan." Without warning, he launched a wall of ice at McGonagall. 

"Incendio!!!" The ice and fire met, sending water over the area.

"Stupefy!" Harry joined in, trying to catch Karl off guard while he was fighting McGonagall.

The black exploded off Karl, sending both of them back and coating the professor in the sludge.

Karl calmly walked to Harry, who was glaring, and stood, his eyes beginning to glow. "Now we're ready."

"You're going to regret this." Harry growled.

Just outside the village, Strange and Dumbledore stepped out of the portal. 

Without waiting, a phoenix patronus was joining the thunderbird in the sky.

"Harry finally mastered that." Stephen saw the form.

"Harry did that?" Dumbledore asked in surprise as he lowered his wand.

"Don't be so shocked."

A tremendous footstep shook the ground before they could move. From the forest, a large troll charged out, covered in the same black as the wolves.

"Dr. Strange. Find Mr. Potter; I will handle this." Dumbledore said. No matter what he felt for the man, he knew Strange wouldn't let any harm come to the boy.

Stephen didn't argue; even though he didn't take orders from Dumbledore, he knew the man was splitting them to maximize the room they could work in. Neither had to babysit the other. 

Wong, Sirius, Natasha, and Thor came barreling in next. 

"This is an infection." Thor looked at sickly wolves and then at the fleeing creatures in the sky. "What are those?"

"Dementors. They can suck out your soul." Sirius told him. 

"They can try." Thor held up his hammer, and lighting crashed into the swarm, causing a cry of pain to echo through the village.

Back in the center McGonagall was doing her best against the sorcerer, but it was a losing battle. He was too strong. She hated to admit it, but without Potter's support, she would already have lost.

Rumbing came over the area as another troll burst through the shop, charging in toward anyone it saw. Unfortunately, it was Hermione. 

It didn't make it far because a massive green fist slammed the side of his jaw, sending it into the water out cold.

"Smashed." The Hulk huffed, slamming his chest.

"Thank you." Hermione looked up at the rage giant.

"Punny girl, welcome." Hulk jumped back into the street, running off to where the fight was.

"Mordo!" Strange shouted as he came in spells ready. 

"Strange." 

"You've truly lost your mind."

"No. My mind has never been more clear." 

Harry stepped back and stood with Stephen, ready to strike if the man moved.

Stephen examined his old friend and his eyes froze on the book attached to Karl's side. "Mordo. You know what that is. What it does to you."

"Doc?" 

The Darkhold."

Harry had read of that. The book of pure evil that corrupted everyone and everything it touched.

"It doesn't matter." A female voice said.

Wanda landed and marched forward. A stillness filled the air as the three most powerful magical users stared down at the man.

"Mordo." Wong came forward as well. "This isn't you. It's the book. You know it corrupts everyone who uses it! Think about this!"

Mordo didn't even acknowledge him. He began to call on the darkness that was surrounding him, but Wanda acted faster, throwing him back and throwing the statue near the center with ease.

Stephen cast his hands together forming an electrical aurora. He unleash the Bolts of Balthakk sending any stragglers of wolves and dementors back. 

Mordo raced to his feet with his staff but was hit in the side by a beam of light, sending him flying. Right into a shield that bounced him off hard.

"Stay down." Tony landed holding his hands out at the man.

"Finally warning." Steve added standing next to Tony. 

When their alarms went off and the portals opened, neither men cared about their current issues, as each one did hesitate to come. Helping Harry came first.

Mordo reached for his staff, but an arrow hit right between his fingers.

On the roof nearby, Clint had another ready. "Kept reaching."

Stephen came to the three and stood over Karl locking the Chains of Krakkan around Mordo. "It's over. End the spell you have on the dementors and the others." He had no idea what spell he was using but ending it required using the book which was something he didn't want to risk.

Mordo shook his head. "No Stephen. Now it's just beginning." His eyes turned jet black again.

The ground trembled as large black spikes rose around them.

"Aha!!!!!" Harry screamed when a sering pain sliced into his back with enough force to lift him off his feet. The dark spike began glowing with his magic holding him in the air.

"Harry!' Wanda ripped the spike apart, catching the boy as he fell.

Harry never felt pain like this; his body was jerking and spasming. 

Strange split his hide armor to find the spike still attached to Harry. "What have you done?!" He shouted.

"What I had to do." Mordo's calm voice was terrifying. The chains snapped off around him.

Wanda's rage grew to a level she had only experienced once. Her brothers lifeless bodies filled her darkening mind. Not. Again.

The force of the blast she unleashed broke every glass in the whole village. Every bit of her furry at the man who dared hurt Harry.

Mordo was slammed with the power of the Scarlet Witch. Vanishing the wizard behind a wall of raging red.

Wanda turned back to Harry, who was still writhing on the ground. Harry.

Wanda...it...he's....I feel...

The red around them began to learn, but not by Wanda or Harry's hands. The chaos was slowly dissipating into the outstretched hands of Mordo. His body was glowing with the power of said chaos.

"Stephen." Wong's face turned pale. "He's drawing Harry's power into himself." 

Stephen's face was just horrified as his mind made the same connection. Whatever Karl's spell was, it was leech off Harry directly into Mordo. 

Then the more screams began.

Dumbledore lowered his wand, and the fallen form of the troll lay on the ground. Whatever had befallen the creature was like he had seen before.

The ground trembled as the sludge circled around the whole village, shooting up into the sky. A dark dome fell over Hogsmeade, cutting off the arriving Aurors and Dumbledore. 

"Albus?" Amelia looked at him.

Dumbledore used a variety of spells, but even the Elder Wand couldn't get through the barrier. "I have no idea what this is, but I'm unable to break it."

"Most of the village is in there!"

"I know." 

"What about your phoenix?"

"He is not feeling well enough. His burning day is close." Dumbledore had to bring this down. His students were at risk. Harry was at risk. Harry was too important!

"Headmaster!" Remus came running down. "Whats going on?"

"We don't know. We can't get inside."

"Wanda's in there! Harry, Sirius, everyone's is!" 

"I know."

Remus took a breath to relax. Okay, Wanda is there. It will be fine. She can't handle it. 

Other professors raced down to see of they could offer aid but none were able to think of a way to get inside the dome. Even Snape didn't see any options despite knowing more about the dark arts than most.

"Ah!!" 

Everyone in Honeydews jumped when the screams erupted from the redhead twin. 

"George?! Fred grabbed his shoulders.

'It burns!" He cried as the black sludge began moving around him. 

Fred frantically began casting every spell he could think of, but it didn't stop the spread. 

"Fred, get back!" Ron grabbed him and pulled him back as the sludge covered their brother.

George's eyes shot open, and they glowed red at them.

"George?"

The dark creature that was his brother snarled and charged at him.

Everyone affected by the dark material was soon under the same effects. Over a dozen witches, wizards, elves, and even cats and owls were under Karl's power. The towering form of an infected Hagrid stood at the front and center, snarling.

McGonagall felt the same effect on her as the darkness kept over her. With the pain spreading she had only one choice,  she turned her wand on herself. "Stupefy!"

Hermione looked on in horror as her favorite professor fell to the ground from her own spell.

Karl glowed with the power of Chaos as the dementors and infected population moved around the Avengers.