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batsutousaiTitle: The Forgotten
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batsutousai
Beta: Hells Bitch
Pairings: OC/OC, Tom/Doo(Harry)
Warnings: SLASH/YAOI, Character death, OOCness, AU(we all know Jo won’t let this happen…), OCs
Summary: What if Voldemort wins the “Final Battle,” but Harry Potter survives?
Living in the Muggle world with no memory of his past, can Harry find the key to saving them all?
Disclaim Her: Does anyone else hate getting up in the morning?
Key:
’Thoughts’
Writing
¤Another language, like Bulgarian¤
:Parseltongue:
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Chapter Eleven
Gathering Allies
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Doo stormed into his office, completely ignoring the startled looks on the faces of the two women who'd been sitting in there, chatting. "Where the fuck did I put it..."
Hertha found her voice first. "Dooley?"
"Yes?" Doo replied, not looking up from his hurried search of his increasingly-messy desk.
"What are you looking for?"
Doo blinked up at the two witches for a long moment before returning to his frenzied search. "The gun I keep in here somewhere."
"What?!" Hertha's face slipped into a mask of horror.
"Um, Doo, bud, why are you looking for that old thing?" Nick inquired from the doorway.
"Because I am making a quick trip to Stirling and I'd like a Muggle weapon in case I find myself cornered in a place where it's wiser to not use magic."
"Wait, wait." Tonks stood. "Harry, why are you going to Stirling?"
Doo turned and gave Tonks an exasperated look. "First, don't call me that. Second, because Albus says that Luna and Neville are in that area."
"Albus is dead," Tonks replied flatly.
"Indeed he is," Doo agreed, returning to his search.
"What, you can speak to the dead now?" Tonks muttered, gazing up at the ceiling.
"Only Albus," Doo corrected easily.
Tonks turned to Nick. "Where's the nearest mental hospital?"
"I haven't lost my mind!" Doo complained, turning to give Tonks an annoyed look.
"There's one in Glasgow," Hertha offered.
"Hey!"
"Vy are you harassing Doo?" Deva inquired, poking her head around her boyfriend's shoulder.
"He seems to think that he can talk to Albus from beyond the grave," Tonks offered dryly.
"You'd do well to believe him, too," a chilled voice offered from behind Nick.
"Finally decided to get your head out of your arse, I see," Doo spat, turning away from the doorway as Tom stepped into sight.
"I don't know what you me-"
"Shut up," Doo ordered coldly, casting a wandless Silencing Charm.
Tom made a sharp motion with his hand, then pushed into the office, which was getting rather crowded. "Don't you cast spells on me, Tarrant."
Doo spun and glared up into angry rubies. "Get out of my shop, Tom Riddle," he whispered.
Tom's hand shot out and grabbed Doo around the throat. "Excuse me?"
The others in the room or in the doorway cried "Stop!" and "Let him go!" Tonks drew her wand on the Dark Lord, looking grim.
Doo's eyes flashed angrily and his knee shot out, slamming into the Dark Lord's crotch, which made the man let him go. Then Doo slammed his elbow down on the back other man's head, which he'd bowed over in reaction from the pain in his crotch. The man fell bonelessly to the ground and Doo glanced up at Tonks. "Keep your wand trained on him. That's not Tom," he ordered, then closed his eyes and, leaning back against his desk, clutched the pendent at his throat.
-~/\~-
'Albus! Albus!'
'Hogwarts. He's fine,' Albus said soothingly as he appeared on the plane. 'Ginevra says to check Stirling Castle. Neville works there, maintaining the gardens while Luna is a tour guide.'
'Thanks, Albus,' Doo breathed, hugging the old man tightly.
'Any time, Harry.'
-~/\~-
Doo came back to himself to find himself in his chair. Tonks was the only on still in the office, guarding the man that still looked like Tom that had remained in the middle of the ground. Out in the shop, Doo recognized the sound of the elders talking with his friends. "I haven't lost my mind, you know," he muttered as he sat up slowly.
"We figured that," Tonks agreed. "Deva went and got the bastard really fast and he confirmed your story."
Doo was out of his chair and peeking out into the main part of the shop before Tonks could even blink. "Tom?"
The Dark Lord turned and looked over at the white-haired man in the office doorway coolly. "Yes?"
"You're okay?" Doo asked in a small voice.
The barely contained anger in the false green eyes faded. "Yes. Are you?"
Doo shrugged. "My throat's a little sore, but I think I'll live."
"Good."
"Hey, Doo?" Nick called.
"Yeah?"
"How'd you know that man wasn't Marvolo?"
Doo smiled coldly. "His eyes were red."
"Doo-man, Marvolo's eyes are red," Nick pointed out.
"I change them to green when I come to visit," Tom murmured thoughtfully. "You pay too much attention to details."
"It's saved my life plenty of times in the past."
"So it has." Tom turned back to the elders. "I hate having to bring Muggles into a battle that isn't theirs, but do you believe that the town would fight if given the chance?"
"We are already a part of this war," Radolf pointed out calmly. "We will continue to fight if we are needed."
Doo slipped into the open space next to the Dark Lord. :You decided to ask for help?:
:On this matter, I will trust Albus. He is the only one with easy access to Merlin,: Tom replied with a shrug.
Doo's lips curved up into a smile. :Score one for the dead man.:
Tom laughed, shaking his head. "Go to Stirling, you little monster."
Doo glanced outside. "Tomorrow. It's too dark now."
"I'm coming with!" Tonks called.
"Right." Tom looked back at the elders. "Let me call Peter, then, and we can go over this court case."
"Oiy. I'd gone and forgotten all about that damned court case..." Doo groaned reaching around Tom and grabbing a few chocolate malt balls to eat.
Everyone smiled at the owner of the candy shop while Tom tugged the younger man's ponytail. "No time like the present!"
"You're too cheerful. Go away," Doo muttered.
Tom laughed.
-~/\~-
"Wow! These are beautiful! Albus said Neville was the gardener?!"
Doo smiled at Tonks, who was 'oh'ing and 'ah'ing over the gardens of Stirling Castle. "Neville loves plants. I'm not surprised he'd still love them, even after the loss of his memory," Doo replied.
"See, you knew him much better than I did. He was just another Auror to me, albeit a good one," Tonks shrugged. "Although, there was that little Mimbuls-thingie he kept in his dorm..."
Doo laughed. "Mimbulus mimbletonia."
"That was it!" Tonks grinned at her friend. "How do you remember these things, Doo?"
"He got it on his fifteenth birthday and took really good care of it. We saw it a lot," Doo replied with a large smile.
"I'll be damned." Tonks turned back to the patch of flowers before her and brushed a finger against a blossom. "I hope he's doing well..."
A tall, regal-looking gentleman stepped up and, picking the flower Tonks had just been admiring, held it out to her. "A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady?"
"The flower was more beautiful before you'd picked it," Tonks retorted, standing and glaring at the man.
"Tonks doesn't do it justice, anyway," Doo offered, sliding in between Tonks and the new man.
"Thanks, Doo," Tonks muttered sarcastically.
"No problem, honey," Doo replied brightly before offering the man who'd approached his friend a dangerous look. "Did you need something?"
"Yeah. I want you to buzz off, shrimp," the man sneered, easily towering over Doo.
"I think not." Doo met the stranger's grey eyes evenly. "You, however, may feel free to scamper off."
"Doo!" Tonks screamed as the taller man's hand flew towards Doo.
Doo merely smiled grimly and, ducking easily beneath the approaching hand, swept one foot across the other's lower legs, sending the man toppling to the ground. "Or you may kiss the ground at my feet. Which ever you prefer," Doo offered smugly as he stood.
"Why you little-"
"I think that's enough," said a voice from behind the fallen man. Tonks, Doo, and their tormentor all glanced up to see a tall, muscular man with light brown hair standing between two of the Castle's guards. Tonks and Doo were left momentarily speechless at the sight of their missing friend.
"Sir, this squirt knocked me to my feet for no obvious reason!" the man whom Doo had been fighting with cried, jumping to his feet.
The young gardener - Demetrius, according to his nametag - replied, "It appeared like he had plenty of reason to me. You've also, sir, discounted one of my rules. No picking the flowers. Take him out, gentlemen."
As the guards removed the man, Demetrius stepped up to Tonks and Doo. "You were speaking of me earlier, weren't you?"
Doo's eyes narrowed. "Perhaps. How much did you hear?"
Demetrius smiled. "More than enough. Would you care for some tea? My wife and I have a small cottage on the grounds."
Doo and Tonks traded looks. "Sure," Tonks answered brightly.
Demetrius nodded. "If you'll come this way, then..."
Doo and Tonks fell into step with the man. "I'm Doo Tarrant, by the way," Doo offered, holding out a hand.
Demetrius shook the offered hand with a pleased smile. "And you are?" he inquired of Tonks.
Tonks grinned. "Tonks Black. It's wonderful to find you alive."
Demetrius hummed. "I am Demetrius Gardner, or Demmy for short. You knew me by a different name, though, from the sounds of things."
Doo smiled ruefully. "Neville Longbottom, yes. I was known as Harry Potter back then, myself."
Demmy cocked his head to one side. "Interesting. Why did you change your name?"
"Same reason as yourself. I couldn't remember anything," Doo offered.
Demmy gave Doo a curious look. "Yet you remember now?"
"Yes," Doo inclined his head. "Out in the open is not the place to explain, though."
"That is well enough." Demmy smiled, stopping before a small cabin hidden away in a nook of the towering walls. "This is my home. Come on in," he offered, pushing the door open.
Doo and Tonks stepped into the small cabin, smiling. The building was populated by plants and posters or statues of things that were considered fantasy by Muggles. This was certainly the home of Neville and Luna Longbottom. "This is lovely, Demmy," Tonks offered to their host.
Demmy waved them towards the small table. "Have a seat. Tell me about this memory loss."
Doo sat carefully. "The three of us and your wife all have one major thing in common, and that thing is that we can perform magic," he started, smiling grimly when Demmy whipped around to stare at him. "Believe it, Demmy. You are a wizard."
"Another thing we all share in common," Tonks continued, "is that we all fought on the same side in a war that damaged our world. We were, in fact, on the side that lost that war."
Demmy sat in an empty chair at the table. "You're telling me that Rox's little fantasy tales are all true?"
Doo frowned, leaning forward. "What sorts of tales does she tell?"
"She tells of a mad-man who wished to rule the world and of a young man who she swore she'd known once who was that world's only hope. She tells tales of using magic wands and fighting evil men and women who would kill us if we didn't fight back," Demmy whispered. "She speaks no names, but you can tell she remembers them all. She's seen horrors that she will not speak of to me, says it is best I have forgotten them."
"Oh, he's not going to be happy," Tonks whispered, staring in horror at Doo.
Doo rubbed at his chin thoughtfully. "He'll get over it," he decided, waving a hand idly at Tonks before looking back at Demmy. "When's Rox getting off?"
Demmy glanced down at his watch. "Any moment now, I think. She has a tea break built in to her schedule."
Doo nodded. "I'd like to speak with her, then, when she gets here. We'll save the reason for our visit until then as well."
"Okay..." Demmy stood again and went over to get some biscuits and cups out for tea.
As Demmy was pouring the tea into four cups, the door opened and Luna stepped in. "Guests?" she inquired of her husband.
"Just some very old friends, actually," Doo offered, turning in his seat to meet the startled blue eyes of his friend.
"Harry?"
"It's good to see you again, Luna," Doo inclined his head.
Luna's hand went over her mouth and she stared at him for a long moment before she murmured, "I thought he'd killed you..."
"He did, but Albus and I had a back-up plan."
"Oh, Merlin..." Luna stepped up and touched the side of Doo's face gently, staring into his eyes for a long moment before hugging him tightly. "I can't believe you're still alive. I can't believe it."
Doo hugged Luna back just as tightly, drawing in a deep breath. "Believe it, little miss," he whispered, running soothing fingers through her hair. "I'm back and you're not getting rid of me again."
Demmy cleared his throat. "Rox, why don't you sit?"
Luna let go of Doo reluctantly and settled into the open seat between Tonks and her husband. "Wow. Tonks, is that you?"
"Ha! She caught me!" Tonks laughed, grabbing a cup of tea.
Both Doo and Luna moved at the same time to keep the tea from spilling, Doo going for the cup while Luna grabbed a napkin. "Tonks, do me a favour and calm down," Doo offered dryly, setting the cup down and out of harm's way.
"Sorry, Doo-man," Tonks murmured, accepting the napkin from Luna and using it to clean up the small mess that had been made.
"Doo?" Luna frowned at her old friend.
Doo grimaced. "I, like Demmy, was hit with the spell Voldemort cast."
Luna's eyes darkened. "So Voldemort was the one to cast the spell."
"Who else could have pulled it off?" Tonks snorted, picking up her tea again and taking a careful sip.
"True," Luna bit into a biscuit. "So, what brings you two out here?"
Doo sighed. "You're not going to like this."
"Why don't you tell me what it is and I'll decide whether I like it or not," Luna retorted. Demmy stared at his wife, obviously not used to her more outgoing personality.
"Voldemort was the one to return my memories," Doo started, holding up a hand to forestall Luna's response to that. "No, listen. As a result of the spell that kept me from dying, I am able to speak to Albus even though he is dead. He has told me that Lucius Malfoy has made a pact with the daemons and, yes, I know, you told me so. If we want our world to remain intact, we must all work together - Light and Dark - or we will all die. Tonks and I came here seeking your help."
Luna gave Doo a strange look. "Why are you helping Voldemort?"
Doo sighed. "Because I swore a Wizard's Oath."
Luna blanched. "What?" she whispered. "Harry, how could you? He's Voldemort! He killed your parents and Ron and Fred and George and-"
"I know!" Doo looked away. "I know that. I'm not sorry, though. I like working with him, okay? He's a fine person when he's not trying to kill you."
"Harry, Voldemort is not a 'fine person'. He simply can't be. It's not in his nature." Luna sighed.
"He's different now." Doo shook his head.
"He is," Tonks agreed softly, stepping in carefully. "He's not the Voldemort we once fought. He's a bit kinder now. It's crazy, but true."
Luna shook her head. "I cannot believe it. I've spent most of my life hating him. I cannot simply give it all up."
"I didn't think I could either," Tonks whispered urgently. "I was kept in his dungeons, Luna. I cannot forgive the man, but I will work with him to save my world. I will work with him so I can keep seeing those I once would have died for again. I will work with him so I and others have a future."
Luna let out a heavy sigh. "What does Albus say?"
"He says to work with him," Doo replied, voice empty of emotion. "He knows it is the only way."
Luna nodded again. "So the Traitor has called upon the Forgotten and the Light and the Dark are to mingle so the Worlds can survive."
"Her last prophesy," Doo murmured, looking down into his tea. "A pity we won't know the outcome until it's here."
"Wait." Tonks set her cup down, frowning between the two. "What prophesy is that?"
"Professor Trelawney spoke it just hours before the Final Battle. Luna and I were the only ones to hear it," Doo said, shaking his head sadly.
Tonks choked. "You didn't tell him about it?"
"No. He didn't need to know." Doo stood. "I need some fresh air. Excuse me."
"Don't do anything stupid. I don't want Marvolo on my arse because you're in the hospital again, thanks," Tonks called.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Doo shot back before stepping from the cabin.
"He was in the hospital?" Luna frowned at her fellow witch.
"He tried to kill himself," Tonks agreed tiredly.
"Why?" Demmy asked, glancing up from his tea, which he'd been contemplating through-out the conversation.
Tonks shrugged. "It had something to do with his ex-boyfriend, Zack Palmer, from what Marvolo says."
"Zack Palmer?" Luna whispered, eyes wide in horror.
"Yeah." Tonks turned to the blonde woman. "Why?"
"Shit," was all Luna said before pushing away from the table and sprinting from the cabin. Demmy and Tonks traded looks before following her.
-~/\~-
"I'm just seeing you everywhere now, aren't I, Dooley?"
Doo turned and frowned at his ex-boyfriend. "Oh, piss off, Palmer," he muttered before turning away and continuing his walk along the battery walls.
Zack's hand snapped out and grabbed Doo's shoulder, forcing him to spin in place. "Your little guard isn't here this time, Dooley."
Doo's eyes narrowed. "I don't need Tom around to deal with scum as low on the food chain as yourself, Palmer," he spat, tearing out of the other's grasp as Zack stared at him in shock. "Now. Piss off." Doo turned back around and continued on his way.
Zack's face turned ugly. "Get back here, Dooley. I'm not done talking to you."
"Piss off," Doo tossed over his shoulder coldly.
"Harry!"
Doo turned then and smiled at Luna as she quickly passed Zack and stopped next to him. "How did I know you'd follow me?"
"Because you know me too well," Luna replied, tossing a fat lock of hair over one shoulder. "Do you mind if I walk with you?"
"Of course not. You're the tour guide, after all."
Luna laughed. "And you're the crazy one." She stepped up and kissed his cheek. "Idiot."
"Am not!"
"Yes you are." Luna looped her arm with Doo's. "And don't argue with me. I've known you for over a decade now."
"So you have," Harry agreed, chuckling.
"Making moves on girls now, I see," Zack said, suddenly stepping in front of Doo and Luna, making them stop to avoid a collision.
Doo gave the other man a cold look. "No, Palmer. I am merely spending time with a friend that I haven't seen in over a decade. Regaining one's lost memory will make one want to do that."
"You little shit." Zack's eyes narrowed and he reached out to smack Doo.
Doo grabbed his hand before it touched him and, letting go of Luna, easily twisted the larger man's arm around behind his back. "Remember, Zack," he whispered in the other's ear. "I lived through a war in my youth. I know ways to torture a person that would make even you break down into sobs. If you do not piss off, I will be sorely tempted to practice a few upon you. And trust me when I say that Luna won't bother trying to stop me. She'd probably help me, actually." Doo let go of Zack and stepped around him calmly to meet the wild brown eyes. "Now, for the last time," he said in a deceptively calm voice. "Piss. Off."
Zack ran for his life.
"What in Merlin's name did you say to him?" Tonks laughed as she and Demmy finally caught up.
Doo cocked an eyebrow at the Metamorphmagus. "I took a page out of Tom's book and pointed out that I have now recovered all of my memories from the war that I lived through, including the various torture methods I'd been faced with."
"He is such a bad influence on you, Doo-man."
"Nick's a rather bad influence on you, Tonks," Doo replied with a laugh.
"Hey, Doo?"
"What's up, Demmy?"
"Would I be getting my memories back if I joined your lot?"
"Demmy!" Luna turned to her husband with a horrified look.
"I don't know yet." Doo sighed. "Voldemort doesn't want to, and I'm not fond of making you and Hertha re-live that hell, but Albus says it's best if you do remember." He looked out over the empty greenland outside the castle walls sadly. "Tom's right, though. We'll have to trust Albus. He's the only one with easy access to Merlin, and Merlin was the one to seal the daemons in the first place..."
Luna settled a gentle hand on Doo's shoulder, smiling when he turned to look at her. "I, Luna Lovegood Longbottom, hereby swear on the magic within me that I will stand by one Harry James Potter and support him in his work to save the world we grew up in together."
Doo felt his heart jump up into his throat and reached out to pull Luna into a hug. "Thanks, Luna."
"Just like old times," Luna whispered.
"So it is," Doo agreed regretfully.
"We'll return with you," Luna decided, stepping away from the hug. "Let us just tell the owner of the castle that we're going on a vacation."
"What makes you think we'll be letting you come back?" Tonks laughed.
"Careful, Tonks," Doo chuckled. "Demmy knows a bunch of good attack plants."
All four laughed.
-~/\~-
"I'm impressed."
"Watch it, Voldemort," Luna spat, glaring at the Dark Lord who was leaning against the wall outside the rooms Syna had lent the two old Order members within the school. "Just because I have to work with you does not mean that I will ever forgive you for the deaths and torture you made us suffer through."
Tom's eyes shot up to Doo. "You promised not to break the spell on them."
"He didn’t have to," Luna hissed. "I could never forget the murder and chaos you rent. Don't you dare blame things upon Harry that are not his fault."
"You little-"
Doo stepped between Luna and Tom quickly. "Tom, stop. Luna has agreed to help us. Don't hex her and ruin it."
"I want a Wizard's Oath from her!"
"She's already made one," Tonks offered non-chalantly. "Like me, she chose to make it to Doo, rather than your slimy self."
"Tonks, enough," Doo warned, keeping his eyes locked with the Dark Lord. "Why don't you help Luna and Demmy move in?"
"Fine. Come on, you two."
"Why didn't the spell affect her?" Tom asked coldly once Tonks, Luna, and Demmy had disappeared into the rooms.
"I don't know."
"She needs to be restrained."
"You need to calm down."
"I am calm."
"No, you're not," Doo shook his head. "You're boiling mad. Calm down."
Scarlet eyes narrowed dangerously. "Are you telling me what to do, Tarrant?"
Doo stepped forward until he was almost touching the Dark Lord, then he laid his head down on the man's chest wearily, closing his eyes. "I'm tired."
Tom slipped his arms around the smaller man and supported him with ease. "What is it?" he asked softly.
"We saw Zack in Stirling."
"I'll murder him if he did something to you." Tom ran a gentle hand through Doo's hair.
"No. I scared him off."
"Good for you," Tom declared, then picked the smaller man up.
"Put me down!"
"Nope." Tom smiled at the annoyed Doo. "I thought you were tired?"
"Put me down!" Doo cried again as Tom started away from the rooms Luna and Demmy had been given and towards his own.
"Sleep, Doo," the Dark Lord murmured, pressing his lips to the empty patch in the centre of Doo's forehead where he'd marked the man over thirty years prior.
Doo gripped Tom's robes in his hands and rested his head against the other's shoulder. "M'k."
-~/\~-
"I still don't like him," Luna declared softly as she and Tonks watched the Dark Lord carry Doo off to bed.
"I never said you had to."
"But Harry cares for him."
"Yes."
"And he cares for Harry?"
"Very much so, yes."
"Then, for Harry, I will put up with him."
"That's all I can ask."
"Good night, Tonks."
"Good night, Luna."
-~/\~-
-~\/~-
A/N: All those 'good night's! I'm tired now!!
~Bats
Chapters:
Prologue
1 - Hogwarts ||| 2 - Nicholas Wants Answers ||| 3 - Depression
4 - The Greatest Idiot ||| 5 - Another Clue ||| 6 - Discovered
7 - Harry Potter Lives ||| 8 - The Power Over the Dark ||| 9 - Answers
10 - The True Threat Becomes Known |||11 - Gathering Allies ||| 12 - A New Bond
13 - Culross and Her Staff ||| 14 - Courting Your Fate
Discontinued
Author:
batsutousaiBeta: Hells Bitch
Pairings: OC/OC, Tom/Doo(Harry)
Warnings: SLASH/YAOI, Character death, OOCness, AU(we all know Jo won’t let this happen…), OCs
Summary: What if Voldemort wins the “Final Battle,” but Harry Potter survives?
Living in the Muggle world with no memory of his past, can Harry find the key to saving them all?
Disclaim Her: Does anyone else hate getting up in the morning?
Key:
’Thoughts’
Writing
¤Another language, like Bulgarian¤
:Parseltongue:
Chapter Eleven
Gathering Allies
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Doo stormed into his office, completely ignoring the startled looks on the faces of the two women who'd been sitting in there, chatting. "Where the fuck did I put it..."
Hertha found her voice first. "Dooley?"
"Yes?" Doo replied, not looking up from his hurried search of his increasingly-messy desk.
"What are you looking for?"
Doo blinked up at the two witches for a long moment before returning to his frenzied search. "The gun I keep in here somewhere."
"What?!" Hertha's face slipped into a mask of horror.
"Um, Doo, bud, why are you looking for that old thing?" Nick inquired from the doorway.
"Because I am making a quick trip to Stirling and I'd like a Muggle weapon in case I find myself cornered in a place where it's wiser to not use magic."
"Wait, wait." Tonks stood. "Harry, why are you going to Stirling?"
Doo turned and gave Tonks an exasperated look. "First, don't call me that. Second, because Albus says that Luna and Neville are in that area."
"Albus is dead," Tonks replied flatly.
"Indeed he is," Doo agreed, returning to his search.
"What, you can speak to the dead now?" Tonks muttered, gazing up at the ceiling.
"Only Albus," Doo corrected easily.
Tonks turned to Nick. "Where's the nearest mental hospital?"
"I haven't lost my mind!" Doo complained, turning to give Tonks an annoyed look.
"There's one in Glasgow," Hertha offered.
"Hey!"
"Vy are you harassing Doo?" Deva inquired, poking her head around her boyfriend's shoulder.
"He seems to think that he can talk to Albus from beyond the grave," Tonks offered dryly.
"You'd do well to believe him, too," a chilled voice offered from behind Nick.
"Finally decided to get your head out of your arse, I see," Doo spat, turning away from the doorway as Tom stepped into sight.
"I don't know what you me-"
"Shut up," Doo ordered coldly, casting a wandless Silencing Charm.
Tom made a sharp motion with his hand, then pushed into the office, which was getting rather crowded. "Don't you cast spells on me, Tarrant."
Doo spun and glared up into angry rubies. "Get out of my shop, Tom Riddle," he whispered.
Tom's hand shot out and grabbed Doo around the throat. "Excuse me?"
The others in the room or in the doorway cried "Stop!" and "Let him go!" Tonks drew her wand on the Dark Lord, looking grim.
Doo's eyes flashed angrily and his knee shot out, slamming into the Dark Lord's crotch, which made the man let him go. Then Doo slammed his elbow down on the back other man's head, which he'd bowed over in reaction from the pain in his crotch. The man fell bonelessly to the ground and Doo glanced up at Tonks. "Keep your wand trained on him. That's not Tom," he ordered, then closed his eyes and, leaning back against his desk, clutched the pendent at his throat.
'Albus! Albus!'
'Hogwarts. He's fine,' Albus said soothingly as he appeared on the plane. 'Ginevra says to check Stirling Castle. Neville works there, maintaining the gardens while Luna is a tour guide.'
'Thanks, Albus,' Doo breathed, hugging the old man tightly.
'Any time, Harry.'
Doo came back to himself to find himself in his chair. Tonks was the only on still in the office, guarding the man that still looked like Tom that had remained in the middle of the ground. Out in the shop, Doo recognized the sound of the elders talking with his friends. "I haven't lost my mind, you know," he muttered as he sat up slowly.
"We figured that," Tonks agreed. "Deva went and got the bastard really fast and he confirmed your story."
Doo was out of his chair and peeking out into the main part of the shop before Tonks could even blink. "Tom?"
The Dark Lord turned and looked over at the white-haired man in the office doorway coolly. "Yes?"
"You're okay?" Doo asked in a small voice.
The barely contained anger in the false green eyes faded. "Yes. Are you?"
Doo shrugged. "My throat's a little sore, but I think I'll live."
"Good."
"Hey, Doo?" Nick called.
"Yeah?"
"How'd you know that man wasn't Marvolo?"
Doo smiled coldly. "His eyes were red."
"Doo-man, Marvolo's eyes are red," Nick pointed out.
"I change them to green when I come to visit," Tom murmured thoughtfully. "You pay too much attention to details."
"It's saved my life plenty of times in the past."
"So it has." Tom turned back to the elders. "I hate having to bring Muggles into a battle that isn't theirs, but do you believe that the town would fight if given the chance?"
"We are already a part of this war," Radolf pointed out calmly. "We will continue to fight if we are needed."
Doo slipped into the open space next to the Dark Lord. :You decided to ask for help?:
:On this matter, I will trust Albus. He is the only one with easy access to Merlin,: Tom replied with a shrug.
Doo's lips curved up into a smile. :Score one for the dead man.:
Tom laughed, shaking his head. "Go to Stirling, you little monster."
Doo glanced outside. "Tomorrow. It's too dark now."
"I'm coming with!" Tonks called.
"Right." Tom looked back at the elders. "Let me call Peter, then, and we can go over this court case."
"Oiy. I'd gone and forgotten all about that damned court case..." Doo groaned reaching around Tom and grabbing a few chocolate malt balls to eat.
Everyone smiled at the owner of the candy shop while Tom tugged the younger man's ponytail. "No time like the present!"
"You're too cheerful. Go away," Doo muttered.
Tom laughed.
"Wow! These are beautiful! Albus said Neville was the gardener?!"
Doo smiled at Tonks, who was 'oh'ing and 'ah'ing over the gardens of Stirling Castle. "Neville loves plants. I'm not surprised he'd still love them, even after the loss of his memory," Doo replied.
"See, you knew him much better than I did. He was just another Auror to me, albeit a good one," Tonks shrugged. "Although, there was that little Mimbuls-thingie he kept in his dorm..."
Doo laughed. "Mimbulus mimbletonia."
"That was it!" Tonks grinned at her friend. "How do you remember these things, Doo?"
"He got it on his fifteenth birthday and took really good care of it. We saw it a lot," Doo replied with a large smile.
"I'll be damned." Tonks turned back to the patch of flowers before her and brushed a finger against a blossom. "I hope he's doing well..."
A tall, regal-looking gentleman stepped up and, picking the flower Tonks had just been admiring, held it out to her. "A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady?"
"The flower was more beautiful before you'd picked it," Tonks retorted, standing and glaring at the man.
"Tonks doesn't do it justice, anyway," Doo offered, sliding in between Tonks and the new man.
"Thanks, Doo," Tonks muttered sarcastically.
"No problem, honey," Doo replied brightly before offering the man who'd approached his friend a dangerous look. "Did you need something?"
"Yeah. I want you to buzz off, shrimp," the man sneered, easily towering over Doo.
"I think not." Doo met the stranger's grey eyes evenly. "You, however, may feel free to scamper off."
"Doo!" Tonks screamed as the taller man's hand flew towards Doo.
Doo merely smiled grimly and, ducking easily beneath the approaching hand, swept one foot across the other's lower legs, sending the man toppling to the ground. "Or you may kiss the ground at my feet. Which ever you prefer," Doo offered smugly as he stood.
"Why you little-"
"I think that's enough," said a voice from behind the fallen man. Tonks, Doo, and their tormentor all glanced up to see a tall, muscular man with light brown hair standing between two of the Castle's guards. Tonks and Doo were left momentarily speechless at the sight of their missing friend.
"Sir, this squirt knocked me to my feet for no obvious reason!" the man whom Doo had been fighting with cried, jumping to his feet.
The young gardener - Demetrius, according to his nametag - replied, "It appeared like he had plenty of reason to me. You've also, sir, discounted one of my rules. No picking the flowers. Take him out, gentlemen."
As the guards removed the man, Demetrius stepped up to Tonks and Doo. "You were speaking of me earlier, weren't you?"
Doo's eyes narrowed. "Perhaps. How much did you hear?"
Demetrius smiled. "More than enough. Would you care for some tea? My wife and I have a small cottage on the grounds."
Doo and Tonks traded looks. "Sure," Tonks answered brightly.
Demetrius nodded. "If you'll come this way, then..."
Doo and Tonks fell into step with the man. "I'm Doo Tarrant, by the way," Doo offered, holding out a hand.
Demetrius shook the offered hand with a pleased smile. "And you are?" he inquired of Tonks.
Tonks grinned. "Tonks Black. It's wonderful to find you alive."
Demetrius hummed. "I am Demetrius Gardner, or Demmy for short. You knew me by a different name, though, from the sounds of things."
Doo smiled ruefully. "Neville Longbottom, yes. I was known as Harry Potter back then, myself."
Demmy cocked his head to one side. "Interesting. Why did you change your name?"
"Same reason as yourself. I couldn't remember anything," Doo offered.
Demmy gave Doo a curious look. "Yet you remember now?"
"Yes," Doo inclined his head. "Out in the open is not the place to explain, though."
"That is well enough." Demmy smiled, stopping before a small cabin hidden away in a nook of the towering walls. "This is my home. Come on in," he offered, pushing the door open.
Doo and Tonks stepped into the small cabin, smiling. The building was populated by plants and posters or statues of things that were considered fantasy by Muggles. This was certainly the home of Neville and Luna Longbottom. "This is lovely, Demmy," Tonks offered to their host.
Demmy waved them towards the small table. "Have a seat. Tell me about this memory loss."
Doo sat carefully. "The three of us and your wife all have one major thing in common, and that thing is that we can perform magic," he started, smiling grimly when Demmy whipped around to stare at him. "Believe it, Demmy. You are a wizard."
"Another thing we all share in common," Tonks continued, "is that we all fought on the same side in a war that damaged our world. We were, in fact, on the side that lost that war."
Demmy sat in an empty chair at the table. "You're telling me that Rox's little fantasy tales are all true?"
Doo frowned, leaning forward. "What sorts of tales does she tell?"
"She tells of a mad-man who wished to rule the world and of a young man who she swore she'd known once who was that world's only hope. She tells tales of using magic wands and fighting evil men and women who would kill us if we didn't fight back," Demmy whispered. "She speaks no names, but you can tell she remembers them all. She's seen horrors that she will not speak of to me, says it is best I have forgotten them."
"Oh, he's not going to be happy," Tonks whispered, staring in horror at Doo.
Doo rubbed at his chin thoughtfully. "He'll get over it," he decided, waving a hand idly at Tonks before looking back at Demmy. "When's Rox getting off?"
Demmy glanced down at his watch. "Any moment now, I think. She has a tea break built in to her schedule."
Doo nodded. "I'd like to speak with her, then, when she gets here. We'll save the reason for our visit until then as well."
"Okay..." Demmy stood again and went over to get some biscuits and cups out for tea.
As Demmy was pouring the tea into four cups, the door opened and Luna stepped in. "Guests?" she inquired of her husband.
"Just some very old friends, actually," Doo offered, turning in his seat to meet the startled blue eyes of his friend.
"Harry?"
"It's good to see you again, Luna," Doo inclined his head.
Luna's hand went over her mouth and she stared at him for a long moment before she murmured, "I thought he'd killed you..."
"He did, but Albus and I had a back-up plan."
"Oh, Merlin..." Luna stepped up and touched the side of Doo's face gently, staring into his eyes for a long moment before hugging him tightly. "I can't believe you're still alive. I can't believe it."
Doo hugged Luna back just as tightly, drawing in a deep breath. "Believe it, little miss," he whispered, running soothing fingers through her hair. "I'm back and you're not getting rid of me again."
Demmy cleared his throat. "Rox, why don't you sit?"
Luna let go of Doo reluctantly and settled into the open seat between Tonks and her husband. "Wow. Tonks, is that you?"
"Ha! She caught me!" Tonks laughed, grabbing a cup of tea.
Both Doo and Luna moved at the same time to keep the tea from spilling, Doo going for the cup while Luna grabbed a napkin. "Tonks, do me a favour and calm down," Doo offered dryly, setting the cup down and out of harm's way.
"Sorry, Doo-man," Tonks murmured, accepting the napkin from Luna and using it to clean up the small mess that had been made.
"Doo?" Luna frowned at her old friend.
Doo grimaced. "I, like Demmy, was hit with the spell Voldemort cast."
Luna's eyes darkened. "So Voldemort was the one to cast the spell."
"Who else could have pulled it off?" Tonks snorted, picking up her tea again and taking a careful sip.
"True," Luna bit into a biscuit. "So, what brings you two out here?"
Doo sighed. "You're not going to like this."
"Why don't you tell me what it is and I'll decide whether I like it or not," Luna retorted. Demmy stared at his wife, obviously not used to her more outgoing personality.
"Voldemort was the one to return my memories," Doo started, holding up a hand to forestall Luna's response to that. "No, listen. As a result of the spell that kept me from dying, I am able to speak to Albus even though he is dead. He has told me that Lucius Malfoy has made a pact with the daemons and, yes, I know, you told me so. If we want our world to remain intact, we must all work together - Light and Dark - or we will all die. Tonks and I came here seeking your help."
Luna gave Doo a strange look. "Why are you helping Voldemort?"
Doo sighed. "Because I swore a Wizard's Oath."
Luna blanched. "What?" she whispered. "Harry, how could you? He's Voldemort! He killed your parents and Ron and Fred and George and-"
"I know!" Doo looked away. "I know that. I'm not sorry, though. I like working with him, okay? He's a fine person when he's not trying to kill you."
"Harry, Voldemort is not a 'fine person'. He simply can't be. It's not in his nature." Luna sighed.
"He's different now." Doo shook his head.
"He is," Tonks agreed softly, stepping in carefully. "He's not the Voldemort we once fought. He's a bit kinder now. It's crazy, but true."
Luna shook her head. "I cannot believe it. I've spent most of my life hating him. I cannot simply give it all up."
"I didn't think I could either," Tonks whispered urgently. "I was kept in his dungeons, Luna. I cannot forgive the man, but I will work with him to save my world. I will work with him so I can keep seeing those I once would have died for again. I will work with him so I and others have a future."
Luna let out a heavy sigh. "What does Albus say?"
"He says to work with him," Doo replied, voice empty of emotion. "He knows it is the only way."
Luna nodded again. "So the Traitor has called upon the Forgotten and the Light and the Dark are to mingle so the Worlds can survive."
"Her last prophesy," Doo murmured, looking down into his tea. "A pity we won't know the outcome until it's here."
"Wait." Tonks set her cup down, frowning between the two. "What prophesy is that?"
"Professor Trelawney spoke it just hours before the Final Battle. Luna and I were the only ones to hear it," Doo said, shaking his head sadly.
Tonks choked. "You didn't tell him about it?"
"No. He didn't need to know." Doo stood. "I need some fresh air. Excuse me."
"Don't do anything stupid. I don't want Marvolo on my arse because you're in the hospital again, thanks," Tonks called.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Doo shot back before stepping from the cabin.
"He was in the hospital?" Luna frowned at her fellow witch.
"He tried to kill himself," Tonks agreed tiredly.
"Why?" Demmy asked, glancing up from his tea, which he'd been contemplating through-out the conversation.
Tonks shrugged. "It had something to do with his ex-boyfriend, Zack Palmer, from what Marvolo says."
"Zack Palmer?" Luna whispered, eyes wide in horror.
"Yeah." Tonks turned to the blonde woman. "Why?"
"Shit," was all Luna said before pushing away from the table and sprinting from the cabin. Demmy and Tonks traded looks before following her.
"I'm just seeing you everywhere now, aren't I, Dooley?"
Doo turned and frowned at his ex-boyfriend. "Oh, piss off, Palmer," he muttered before turning away and continuing his walk along the battery walls.
Zack's hand snapped out and grabbed Doo's shoulder, forcing him to spin in place. "Your little guard isn't here this time, Dooley."
Doo's eyes narrowed. "I don't need Tom around to deal with scum as low on the food chain as yourself, Palmer," he spat, tearing out of the other's grasp as Zack stared at him in shock. "Now. Piss off." Doo turned back around and continued on his way.
Zack's face turned ugly. "Get back here, Dooley. I'm not done talking to you."
"Piss off," Doo tossed over his shoulder coldly.
"Harry!"
Doo turned then and smiled at Luna as she quickly passed Zack and stopped next to him. "How did I know you'd follow me?"
"Because you know me too well," Luna replied, tossing a fat lock of hair over one shoulder. "Do you mind if I walk with you?"
"Of course not. You're the tour guide, after all."
Luna laughed. "And you're the crazy one." She stepped up and kissed his cheek. "Idiot."
"Am not!"
"Yes you are." Luna looped her arm with Doo's. "And don't argue with me. I've known you for over a decade now."
"So you have," Harry agreed, chuckling.
"Making moves on girls now, I see," Zack said, suddenly stepping in front of Doo and Luna, making them stop to avoid a collision.
Doo gave the other man a cold look. "No, Palmer. I am merely spending time with a friend that I haven't seen in over a decade. Regaining one's lost memory will make one want to do that."
"You little shit." Zack's eyes narrowed and he reached out to smack Doo.
Doo grabbed his hand before it touched him and, letting go of Luna, easily twisted the larger man's arm around behind his back. "Remember, Zack," he whispered in the other's ear. "I lived through a war in my youth. I know ways to torture a person that would make even you break down into sobs. If you do not piss off, I will be sorely tempted to practice a few upon you. And trust me when I say that Luna won't bother trying to stop me. She'd probably help me, actually." Doo let go of Zack and stepped around him calmly to meet the wild brown eyes. "Now, for the last time," he said in a deceptively calm voice. "Piss. Off."
Zack ran for his life.
"What in Merlin's name did you say to him?" Tonks laughed as she and Demmy finally caught up.
Doo cocked an eyebrow at the Metamorphmagus. "I took a page out of Tom's book and pointed out that I have now recovered all of my memories from the war that I lived through, including the various torture methods I'd been faced with."
"He is such a bad influence on you, Doo-man."
"Nick's a rather bad influence on you, Tonks," Doo replied with a laugh.
"Hey, Doo?"
"What's up, Demmy?"
"Would I be getting my memories back if I joined your lot?"
"Demmy!" Luna turned to her husband with a horrified look.
"I don't know yet." Doo sighed. "Voldemort doesn't want to, and I'm not fond of making you and Hertha re-live that hell, but Albus says it's best if you do remember." He looked out over the empty greenland outside the castle walls sadly. "Tom's right, though. We'll have to trust Albus. He's the only one with easy access to Merlin, and Merlin was the one to seal the daemons in the first place..."
Luna settled a gentle hand on Doo's shoulder, smiling when he turned to look at her. "I, Luna Lovegood Longbottom, hereby swear on the magic within me that I will stand by one Harry James Potter and support him in his work to save the world we grew up in together."
Doo felt his heart jump up into his throat and reached out to pull Luna into a hug. "Thanks, Luna."
"Just like old times," Luna whispered.
"So it is," Doo agreed regretfully.
"We'll return with you," Luna decided, stepping away from the hug. "Let us just tell the owner of the castle that we're going on a vacation."
"What makes you think we'll be letting you come back?" Tonks laughed.
"Careful, Tonks," Doo chuckled. "Demmy knows a bunch of good attack plants."
All four laughed.
"I'm impressed."
"Watch it, Voldemort," Luna spat, glaring at the Dark Lord who was leaning against the wall outside the rooms Syna had lent the two old Order members within the school. "Just because I have to work with you does not mean that I will ever forgive you for the deaths and torture you made us suffer through."
Tom's eyes shot up to Doo. "You promised not to break the spell on them."
"He didn’t have to," Luna hissed. "I could never forget the murder and chaos you rent. Don't you dare blame things upon Harry that are not his fault."
"You little-"
Doo stepped between Luna and Tom quickly. "Tom, stop. Luna has agreed to help us. Don't hex her and ruin it."
"I want a Wizard's Oath from her!"
"She's already made one," Tonks offered non-chalantly. "Like me, she chose to make it to Doo, rather than your slimy self."
"Tonks, enough," Doo warned, keeping his eyes locked with the Dark Lord. "Why don't you help Luna and Demmy move in?"
"Fine. Come on, you two."
"Why didn't the spell affect her?" Tom asked coldly once Tonks, Luna, and Demmy had disappeared into the rooms.
"I don't know."
"She needs to be restrained."
"You need to calm down."
"I am calm."
"No, you're not," Doo shook his head. "You're boiling mad. Calm down."
Scarlet eyes narrowed dangerously. "Are you telling me what to do, Tarrant?"
Doo stepped forward until he was almost touching the Dark Lord, then he laid his head down on the man's chest wearily, closing his eyes. "I'm tired."
Tom slipped his arms around the smaller man and supported him with ease. "What is it?" he asked softly.
"We saw Zack in Stirling."
"I'll murder him if he did something to you." Tom ran a gentle hand through Doo's hair.
"No. I scared him off."
"Good for you," Tom declared, then picked the smaller man up.
"Put me down!"
"Nope." Tom smiled at the annoyed Doo. "I thought you were tired?"
"Put me down!" Doo cried again as Tom started away from the rooms Luna and Demmy had been given and towards his own.
"Sleep, Doo," the Dark Lord murmured, pressing his lips to the empty patch in the centre of Doo's forehead where he'd marked the man over thirty years prior.
Doo gripped Tom's robes in his hands and rested his head against the other's shoulder. "M'k."
"I still don't like him," Luna declared softly as she and Tonks watched the Dark Lord carry Doo off to bed.
"I never said you had to."
"But Harry cares for him."
"Yes."
"And he cares for Harry?"
"Very much so, yes."
"Then, for Harry, I will put up with him."
"That's all I can ask."
"Good night, Tonks."
"Good night, Luna."
-~\/~-
A/N: All those 'good night's! I'm tired now!!
~Bats
Prologue
1 - Hogwarts ||| 2 - Nicholas Wants Answers ||| 3 - Depression
4 - The Greatest Idiot ||| 5 - Another Clue ||| 6 - Discovered
7 - Harry Potter Lives ||| 8 - The Power Over the Dark ||| 9 - Answers
10 - The True Threat Becomes Known |||
13 - Culross and Her Staff ||| 14 - Courting Your Fate
Discontinued
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Date: 19/10/05 21:46 (UTC)no subject
Date: 19/10/05 22:55 (UTC)Pah... I think we'll be more likely to agree once all my midterms are done... -.-
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Date: 19/10/05 21:50 (UTC)Get some rest.
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Date: 19/10/05 22:55 (UTC)*sleeps on keyboard* zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Date: 19/10/05 22:24 (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 19/10/05 22:56 (UTC)no subject
Date: 19/10/05 22:26 (UTC)More tomorrow, maybe
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Date: 19/10/05 22:56 (UTC)no subject
Date: 20/10/05 10:57 (UTC)Nice chappie. You never did get around to telling us who the fake Voldemort is, though. Now I'm all curious and I haven't a clue who it could be. *grumble* Scared me a bit, with Doo suddenly beating poor Tom up; but I guess it's ok if it wasn't Tom. Never expected Tom to actually ask for help from the town elder, either. Many surprises make for interesting ficness.
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Date: 20/10/05 14:47 (UTC)Un. I like surprising peoples. XD
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Date: 20/10/05 00:14 (UTC)Yay for Doo/Harry scaring off the Evil Palmer! :D
As always, can't wait til the next chapter. But that goes without saying, doesn't it?
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Date: 20/10/05 14:48 (UTC)Aye, this second chance for Nev was good for him. ^.~
LOL
*grins* I suppose it does. XP
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Date: 20/10/05 00:58 (UTC)Anyways, i enjoyed this chapter, there was a nice little fluffy moment between Tom and Doo, and there was humor, and threats... well anyway, i liked it :D.
Looking forward to the next update... as always. :P
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Date: 20/10/05 14:49 (UTC)Yay!! More fluffy-ness next chapter...if Doo will behave.... *glares at Doo*
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Date: 20/10/05 02:09 (UTC)I totally speechless right now lol. I think it's one of my faves right now!
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Date: 20/10/05 20:53 (UTC)Floss
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Date: 29/3/06 04:44 (UTC)^.~
Zack's never going to die - I need him for the fic. XD
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Date: 20/10/05 22:42 (UTC)Harry does pay attention to detail. *whistles* Impressive.
WHOO! Luna and Nev! They're great! *cackles gleefully* I can't help but wonder why Luna remembers everything. Is it because she's, well, Luna?
Zach should be offed. *cough*
Tom and Doo are so cute together. ^.^ All the fighting, banter, and caring for each other. It's just too amusing. :D
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Date: 29/3/06 04:47 (UTC)Considering I make a point of saying what eye colour Tom has... ^.^"
Basically.
*smirks* Not yet. XD
LOL. They're so very silly, yes.
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Date: 21/10/05 07:51 (UTC)Luna... I should have known her memories cannot be altered... :)
How many of them is still alive? And who's that man, who's not Tom? This chapter was better than the average Forgotten, btw :)
Awww, lesson started :( I'll go back to reading, that's not so suspicious :)
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Date: 29/3/06 04:49 (UTC)^.~ Luna is the shit. XD
Err... From the Final Battle? Whatever number Tom said back in chapter...9? *blinks* That we'll be taking about? Not too many more. ^.^"
Lucius' way of getting rid of the thorn in his side. Haven't decided if the "man" was actually human or just a spell of some sort yet.
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Date: 24/10/05 14:01 (UTC)I'd never guessed before I could like this pairing (Harry/Tom) so much. But your stories have really made the trick somehow!
I also like Luna very much in this fic. Thank you - and I do hope the next chapter comes soon ;-)