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Beta: Me, 'cause it's too short, in my opinion, to bug someone about it...
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort), Salazar/Godric, Rowena/Helga, Sirius/Remus, Gin/Ted, Herm/???
Warnings: This will have graphic slash, not-so-graphic femslash, and not-so-graphic het, war, Ron torture
Summary: Sequel to Abandon!
In love with the man he’s expected to kill and member of the esteemed Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter must fight in a war in which he is divided. Can he lead his world to peace?
Disclaim Her: Nope.
Key:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
’Written thoughts’
°°Phoenix speech°°
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Chapter 9
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Mad-Eye approached the red-haired man that was seated at a corner booth of the Leaky Cauldron confidently. Tonks followed much more cautiously, watching for any danger, as her training had taught her. Mad-Eye had only been allowed from the Ministry when he'd sworn to have another auror with him for back-up, so his earlier meeting with Tonks had worked perfectly. Needless to say, Tonks was taking this little cover job quite seriously. Old friends or no, she didn't entirely trust Harry, especially since she knew about his position as a Metamorphmagus.
Mad-Eye came to a stop next to the man in the booth and frowned down at him. "Yes?"
Grey eyes glanced up. "You brought a tag-a-long. That was not agreed upon," the man said in a chilled tone, face empty of all emotion.
Tonks shuddered as Mad-Eye answered easily, "Tonks and I had a little chat."
The man rose slowly. "I'll trust your word for now, Alastor. Don't test me, though," he offered dangerously before motioning for them to follow him and sweeping from the pub and out into Muggle London. Tonks was now quite aware as to why Mad-Eye had insisted upon Muggle clothing.
The man led them to a dank alleyway where a lanky, plain-looking man was leaning against the wall. The two obviously knew one another, as they nodded in greeting. "How many?" the new man enquired.
"Four, but they got a bit thrown off when we walked out into London," their guide reported.
The lanky man snorted, then pulled out a couple of slips of paper, which he then offered to Mad-Eye and Tonks. "Port-keys. We'll follow directly," the redhead assured the two Ministry workers.
Tonks frowned in indecision, but Mad-Eye reached out and quickly took the offered mode of transport, disappearing in the blink of an eye. With a startled gasp, Tonks followed.
The last two traded ferial grins before clasping hands and, together, whispering, :Voldie.:
-~/\~-
Back in their room, Harry and Tom quickly switched back to their true forms and donned their favourite robes. Harry was wearing robes of a dark green with a soft gold edging in the form of serpents and had his cane in once hand. Tom wore black robes with a silver edging of serpents. Harry also, to annoy the Dark Lord, had spiked his hair and turned it green and gold, to match his robes.
"Harry..." Tom sighed helplessly as his lover grinned up at him. "Fine. Go on ahead, then."
"Cool!" Harry leaned up and kissed Tom's cheek before hopping from the room, leaving behind an amused Dark Lord.
-~/\~-
"This is unexpected," came a voice from the doorway of the room Mad-Eye and Tonks had been let out in.
Tonks pointed her wand at the guests while Mad-Eye just glanced over. "How did I know you four were his?" Mad-Eye murmured to the four redheads in the doorway.
"Because you know me too well," called a voice from behind the Weasleys. "In, the lot of you. Tonks, put the wand away before I take it." Harry came into sight as Arthur and the Twins moved into the room and out of the way. Molly stepped back and motioned for the young man to step in before her.
"Harry?" Tonks whispered as she put her wand down, staring at the regal-looking figure. Well, regal other than his hair.
Harry's face immediately broke out in a grin. "Hey there, Tonks. Bit surprised to see you and all, but, you know." He shrugged easily as he took a seat in his favourite chair, resting his cane against his legs.
"Why do you persist in dragging that cane around?" Mad-Eye enquired with a hint of amusement as Tonks sat back down next to him and the Weasleys took various other seats, leaving the chair next to Harry empty.
"I enjoy fooling people," Harry offered brightly. "I hear you made it to Minister, by the way. Congratulations."
"All the easier to raise the Ministry properly against you, Potter," Mad-Eye assured him seriously.
Harry's grin just widened. "I do enjoy a good challenge."
"No insult, mate–"
"–but you're insane."
Harry stuck his tongue out at Fred and George. "I know."
"He needs to work better to hide it," a chilled voice said as the Dark Lord Voldemort stepped into the room, cat-like eyes shifting around the room.
"Like yourself, right?" Harry teased, smiling up at the imposing figure.
"Are you calling me insane?" Voldemort asked, scarlet eyes boring into bright green.
"Yup." Harry's smile widened. "Sit down. We don't have all day."
"Some of us do, actually," Fred offered while George nodded vigorously next to him.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Make yourselves useful, then, and go get one of those report forms from my office and fill it out on the Order meeting. I'll get to you about the meeting later."
Fred and George stood and, bowing seriously, stepped quickly from the room as Voldemort took the empty seat next to Harry.
"Were those two just being serious?" Tonks half whispered, half squeaked.
Harry smiled sadly. "Yes."
"Not to be rude, but, Harry, why are Mad-Eye and Tonks here?" Arthur enquired, leaning forward.
"Moody contacted Harry earlier in the week and requested a meeting," Voldemort reported coolly. "Why they decided today, I still haven't quite figured out." He glanced over at Harry curiously.
"Because I'm not grounded?" Harry shrugged.
"Grounded?" Tonks frowned.
"Yeah. The arsehole–" Harry jerked his thumb at the Dark Lord next to him, "–decided I needed to stay in the Manor, so he grounded me."
"I could have tied you to the bed," Voldemort pointed out flippantly. "You should be glad you were still allowed to run around the Manor."
Harry let out a snort in reply.
"If you wouldn't play games with your health like that–" Molly started.
"Not you too!" Harry threw his hands up in the air and let out a heavy sigh of annoyance.
"My Lord Potter?"
Everyone glanced over at the doorway, where Lucius stood. "Yes?" Harry enquired.
"You have pranksters in your office, my Lord," the Death Eater reported dryly.
"I know." Harry smirked. "And I'd like to see them try anything."
Lucius winced. "Add to list of reasons why a bored Harry Potter is a bad thing to have around." He sighed as most of the people in the room laughed. "Very well. I'll leave it to you, my Lord," the blond said before bowing and disappearing back down the hall.
Harry rolled his eyes with a smile before glancing back at his guests. "So, what can I do for you, Alastor?"
The current Minister of Magic gave Harry a long look before saying, "A few things. One, try a few attacks on my life, please, lest you allow suspicion to fester."
"Oh, goodie," Voldemort said in a cheerful voice, which made Harry give him an amused look while everyone else shuddered.
"I'll forewarn you about any that I think might be fatal," Harry agreed. "But you'll certainly be getting a few. Just because you were my instructor doesn't mean I'll make life easy for you."
"I figured as much."
"What else?"
"I'm also here to make my allegiances clear."
"And they are?" Voldemort enquired, scarlet eyes narrowed into slits.
"Not with you," Mad-Eye assured the Dark Lord before nodding to Harry. "With you, Potter." Tonks gasped next to him.
Harry nodded thoughtfully. "This will make some things easier." He met the auror's mismatched eyes. "I'm sure you won't want one of my Marks, so I won't offer. We'll need some way to keep contact..."
"Arthur," Voldemort suggested.
Mad-Eye was shaking his head. "I believe I have already found a solution."
"Oh?" Harry leaned forward, curious.
"He's suggested to Albus that some of us try and regain your trust," Molly supplied.
Harry's lips curled up into a chilled smile. "To drag me back to the Light or stab me in the back. I'm impressed."
"Yes. I don't think Albus believed you'd actually catch on to that," Mad-Eye agreed.
"Albus has always underestimated Harry," Voldemort murmured, rubbing at his chin.
Harry snorted. "Who all should I be expecting, then?"
"Miss Granger, Miss Weasley-Potter, Molly, Arthur, and myself," Mad-Eye replied.
Harry nodded. "Perfect. This will make things much easier. Thank you, Alastor."
"Of course." The Minister offered his one-time student a cold smile.
Harry turned to Tonks seriously. "Tonks?"
Tonks shook herself from her daze. "Alastor invited me with because I was kind of standing up for you at the Ministry meeting this morning," she murmured, not meeting Harry's eyes.
Harry cocked an eyebrow at his mentor. "She seems to think you're not evil," Mad-Eye informed the young Dark Lord.
Harry smiled back at Tonks. "I'm touched, but I'm not quite good either."
"He's pure evil!" came a declaration from the doorway to the room. Everyone looked up to see two bright green and orange Weasleys who looked like something had blown up in their faces.
Harry smirked while everyone else either laughed or snorted in amusement. "You two didn't think I'd let you into my office alone without a plan to stop any pranks, did you?" The Twins' scowls deepened. "That will teach you to not touch my desk again, I should hope." Harry smiled. "Or my door."
"Harry..." The Dark Lord gave his lover an exasperated look.
Harry shrugged, then held a hand out to the Twins. "Form?"
Fred waved it towards Harry, purposefully letting it drop just out of Harry's reach. Harry cocked an eyebrow at the elder young man. "Fuck you, Potter."
Voldemort started to rise furiously, but Harry shot him a warning look. "Sit." The Dark Lord sat back down with a dark look towards the Twins, who ignored him in favour of glaring at Harry, who glanced back at them once he was sure his lover wasn't about to curse his friends. "If something is locked in my office, you need to stay out of it," he informed the Twins.
"Thanks for the warning," George growled angrily.
"That, Mr Weasley, is common sense," Harry replied evenly.
Voldemort stood, and not even the sharp look Harry shot him stopped him that time. "Both of you will turn around and wait out in the hallway until you have calmed down and will respect your leader again, or I will place you under the Cruciatus. Is that clear?" he said in a chilled voice.
"As crystal," the Twins replied together before they spun and stalked from the room. The door slammed behind them.
Harry idly called the paper to himself as his lover sat down. "That wasn't necessary, Tom," he informed the Dark Lord as he looked over the paper.
Voldemort let out a snort and looked over at Tonks, who was looking back and forth between the two leaders of the Dark Order with a frown. "Yes, Miss Tonks?"
Tonks shrugged uncomfortably and looked away. "I need to think."
Harry nodded. "That's fine. Send word to me through Mad-Eye or Arthur." He smiled up at the auror. "Do expect for me to come and find you if I haven't heard from you in a week."
Tonks nodded in understanding. It both was and wasn't a threat.
"Wonderful!" Harry held up a hand and two bottle caps floated into it. "Portkeys back to your office, Minister. You may want to make sure that your aurors will take better care of you, though. They seem to have issues when it comes to following you into Muggle London." His eyes filled with laughter as he held out his hand for the two Ministry workers.
"You're a menace." Mad-Eye assured his ex-student. Then he grabbed one of the bottle caps and disappeared.
Tonks smiled faintly at Harry. "I'll see you again soon. Bye, Harry."
"Good bye, Tonks," Harry replied. Tonks' smile brightened before she took the other portkey.
Molly gave Harry a stern look. "What prank did you have set that has Fred and George so angry at you?"
Harry cocked an eyebrow at the woman. "Let's just say that sex and taking a piss is going to be a little difficult for them for another few days," he offered evenly before looking back down at the report. Voldemort and Arthur winced sympathetically while Molly let out a helpless sigh. "It's good to know some things never change," Harry added.
"What now?" The Dark Lord frowned.
"Albus got so tired of all the arguing that he cast a Silencing Charm over all of them," Harry replied, standing. "I'm sorry I missed it, actually."
"Where are you going?" Arthur enquired as the Dark Lord chuckled.
Harry shrugged. "Put this report away and have a chat with your sons about what they should and shouldn't do while in my office."
"Have fun!" Molly called in a voice that was far too cheerful for Harry's liking. He offered the woman a scowl before stepping from the room and motioning for the simmering Twins to follow him.
-~/\~-
-~/\~-
Abandon & Reclaim Series:
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09 || 10
11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 || 19 || 20
21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30
31 || 32 || 33 || 34 || 35 || 36 || 37 || 38 || 39 || 40
41 || 42 || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47
Reclaim Chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight ||Nine || Ten
Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Fourteen || Fifteen
Epilogue
Side Stories:
Ginevra Weasley & Theodore Nott
Minerva McGonagall || Minerva McGonagall (again)
Author:
batsutousaiBeta: Me, 'cause it's too short, in my opinion, to bug someone about it...
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort), Salazar/Godric, Rowena/Helga, Sirius/Remus, Gin/Ted, Herm/???
Warnings: This will have graphic slash, not-so-graphic femslash, and not-so-graphic het, war, Ron torture
Summary: Sequel to Abandon!
In love with the man he’s expected to kill and member of the esteemed Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter must fight in a war in which he is divided. Can he lead his world to peace?
Disclaim Her: Nope.
Key:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
’Written thoughts’
°°Phoenix speech°°
Chapter 9
-
Mad-Eye approached the red-haired man that was seated at a corner booth of the Leaky Cauldron confidently. Tonks followed much more cautiously, watching for any danger, as her training had taught her. Mad-Eye had only been allowed from the Ministry when he'd sworn to have another auror with him for back-up, so his earlier meeting with Tonks had worked perfectly. Needless to say, Tonks was taking this little cover job quite seriously. Old friends or no, she didn't entirely trust Harry, especially since she knew about his position as a Metamorphmagus.
Mad-Eye came to a stop next to the man in the booth and frowned down at him. "Yes?"
Grey eyes glanced up. "You brought a tag-a-long. That was not agreed upon," the man said in a chilled tone, face empty of all emotion.
Tonks shuddered as Mad-Eye answered easily, "Tonks and I had a little chat."
The man rose slowly. "I'll trust your word for now, Alastor. Don't test me, though," he offered dangerously before motioning for them to follow him and sweeping from the pub and out into Muggle London. Tonks was now quite aware as to why Mad-Eye had insisted upon Muggle clothing.
The man led them to a dank alleyway where a lanky, plain-looking man was leaning against the wall. The two obviously knew one another, as they nodded in greeting. "How many?" the new man enquired.
"Four, but they got a bit thrown off when we walked out into London," their guide reported.
The lanky man snorted, then pulled out a couple of slips of paper, which he then offered to Mad-Eye and Tonks. "Port-keys. We'll follow directly," the redhead assured the two Ministry workers.
Tonks frowned in indecision, but Mad-Eye reached out and quickly took the offered mode of transport, disappearing in the blink of an eye. With a startled gasp, Tonks followed.
The last two traded ferial grins before clasping hands and, together, whispering, :Voldie.:
Back in their room, Harry and Tom quickly switched back to their true forms and donned their favourite robes. Harry was wearing robes of a dark green with a soft gold edging in the form of serpents and had his cane in once hand. Tom wore black robes with a silver edging of serpents. Harry also, to annoy the Dark Lord, had spiked his hair and turned it green and gold, to match his robes.
"Harry..." Tom sighed helplessly as his lover grinned up at him. "Fine. Go on ahead, then."
"Cool!" Harry leaned up and kissed Tom's cheek before hopping from the room, leaving behind an amused Dark Lord.
"This is unexpected," came a voice from the doorway of the room Mad-Eye and Tonks had been let out in.
Tonks pointed her wand at the guests while Mad-Eye just glanced over. "How did I know you four were his?" Mad-Eye murmured to the four redheads in the doorway.
"Because you know me too well," called a voice from behind the Weasleys. "In, the lot of you. Tonks, put the wand away before I take it." Harry came into sight as Arthur and the Twins moved into the room and out of the way. Molly stepped back and motioned for the young man to step in before her.
"Harry?" Tonks whispered as she put her wand down, staring at the regal-looking figure. Well, regal other than his hair.
Harry's face immediately broke out in a grin. "Hey there, Tonks. Bit surprised to see you and all, but, you know." He shrugged easily as he took a seat in his favourite chair, resting his cane against his legs.
"Why do you persist in dragging that cane around?" Mad-Eye enquired with a hint of amusement as Tonks sat back down next to him and the Weasleys took various other seats, leaving the chair next to Harry empty.
"I enjoy fooling people," Harry offered brightly. "I hear you made it to Minister, by the way. Congratulations."
"All the easier to raise the Ministry properly against you, Potter," Mad-Eye assured him seriously.
Harry's grin just widened. "I do enjoy a good challenge."
"No insult, mate–"
"–but you're insane."
Harry stuck his tongue out at Fred and George. "I know."
"He needs to work better to hide it," a chilled voice said as the Dark Lord Voldemort stepped into the room, cat-like eyes shifting around the room.
"Like yourself, right?" Harry teased, smiling up at the imposing figure.
"Are you calling me insane?" Voldemort asked, scarlet eyes boring into bright green.
"Yup." Harry's smile widened. "Sit down. We don't have all day."
"Some of us do, actually," Fred offered while George nodded vigorously next to him.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Make yourselves useful, then, and go get one of those report forms from my office and fill it out on the Order meeting. I'll get to you about the meeting later."
Fred and George stood and, bowing seriously, stepped quickly from the room as Voldemort took the empty seat next to Harry.
"Were those two just being serious?" Tonks half whispered, half squeaked.
Harry smiled sadly. "Yes."
"Not to be rude, but, Harry, why are Mad-Eye and Tonks here?" Arthur enquired, leaning forward.
"Moody contacted Harry earlier in the week and requested a meeting," Voldemort reported coolly. "Why they decided today, I still haven't quite figured out." He glanced over at Harry curiously.
"Because I'm not grounded?" Harry shrugged.
"Grounded?" Tonks frowned.
"Yeah. The arsehole–" Harry jerked his thumb at the Dark Lord next to him, "–decided I needed to stay in the Manor, so he grounded me."
"I could have tied you to the bed," Voldemort pointed out flippantly. "You should be glad you were still allowed to run around the Manor."
Harry let out a snort in reply.
"If you wouldn't play games with your health like that–" Molly started.
"Not you too!" Harry threw his hands up in the air and let out a heavy sigh of annoyance.
"My Lord Potter?"
Everyone glanced over at the doorway, where Lucius stood. "Yes?" Harry enquired.
"You have pranksters in your office, my Lord," the Death Eater reported dryly.
"I know." Harry smirked. "And I'd like to see them try anything."
Lucius winced. "Add to list of reasons why a bored Harry Potter is a bad thing to have around." He sighed as most of the people in the room laughed. "Very well. I'll leave it to you, my Lord," the blond said before bowing and disappearing back down the hall.
Harry rolled his eyes with a smile before glancing back at his guests. "So, what can I do for you, Alastor?"
The current Minister of Magic gave Harry a long look before saying, "A few things. One, try a few attacks on my life, please, lest you allow suspicion to fester."
"Oh, goodie," Voldemort said in a cheerful voice, which made Harry give him an amused look while everyone else shuddered.
"I'll forewarn you about any that I think might be fatal," Harry agreed. "But you'll certainly be getting a few. Just because you were my instructor doesn't mean I'll make life easy for you."
"I figured as much."
"What else?"
"I'm also here to make my allegiances clear."
"And they are?" Voldemort enquired, scarlet eyes narrowed into slits.
"Not with you," Mad-Eye assured the Dark Lord before nodding to Harry. "With you, Potter." Tonks gasped next to him.
Harry nodded thoughtfully. "This will make some things easier." He met the auror's mismatched eyes. "I'm sure you won't want one of my Marks, so I won't offer. We'll need some way to keep contact..."
"Arthur," Voldemort suggested.
Mad-Eye was shaking his head. "I believe I have already found a solution."
"Oh?" Harry leaned forward, curious.
"He's suggested to Albus that some of us try and regain your trust," Molly supplied.
Harry's lips curled up into a chilled smile. "To drag me back to the Light or stab me in the back. I'm impressed."
"Yes. I don't think Albus believed you'd actually catch on to that," Mad-Eye agreed.
"Albus has always underestimated Harry," Voldemort murmured, rubbing at his chin.
Harry snorted. "Who all should I be expecting, then?"
"Miss Granger, Miss Weasley-Potter, Molly, Arthur, and myself," Mad-Eye replied.
Harry nodded. "Perfect. This will make things much easier. Thank you, Alastor."
"Of course." The Minister offered his one-time student a cold smile.
Harry turned to Tonks seriously. "Tonks?"
Tonks shook herself from her daze. "Alastor invited me with because I was kind of standing up for you at the Ministry meeting this morning," she murmured, not meeting Harry's eyes.
Harry cocked an eyebrow at his mentor. "She seems to think you're not evil," Mad-Eye informed the young Dark Lord.
Harry smiled back at Tonks. "I'm touched, but I'm not quite good either."
"He's pure evil!" came a declaration from the doorway to the room. Everyone looked up to see two bright green and orange Weasleys who looked like something had blown up in their faces.
Harry smirked while everyone else either laughed or snorted in amusement. "You two didn't think I'd let you into my office alone without a plan to stop any pranks, did you?" The Twins' scowls deepened. "That will teach you to not touch my desk again, I should hope." Harry smiled. "Or my door."
"Harry..." The Dark Lord gave his lover an exasperated look.
Harry shrugged, then held a hand out to the Twins. "Form?"
Fred waved it towards Harry, purposefully letting it drop just out of Harry's reach. Harry cocked an eyebrow at the elder young man. "Fuck you, Potter."
Voldemort started to rise furiously, but Harry shot him a warning look. "Sit." The Dark Lord sat back down with a dark look towards the Twins, who ignored him in favour of glaring at Harry, who glanced back at them once he was sure his lover wasn't about to curse his friends. "If something is locked in my office, you need to stay out of it," he informed the Twins.
"Thanks for the warning," George growled angrily.
"That, Mr Weasley, is common sense," Harry replied evenly.
Voldemort stood, and not even the sharp look Harry shot him stopped him that time. "Both of you will turn around and wait out in the hallway until you have calmed down and will respect your leader again, or I will place you under the Cruciatus. Is that clear?" he said in a chilled voice.
"As crystal," the Twins replied together before they spun and stalked from the room. The door slammed behind them.
Harry idly called the paper to himself as his lover sat down. "That wasn't necessary, Tom," he informed the Dark Lord as he looked over the paper.
Voldemort let out a snort and looked over at Tonks, who was looking back and forth between the two leaders of the Dark Order with a frown. "Yes, Miss Tonks?"
Tonks shrugged uncomfortably and looked away. "I need to think."
Harry nodded. "That's fine. Send word to me through Mad-Eye or Arthur." He smiled up at the auror. "Do expect for me to come and find you if I haven't heard from you in a week."
Tonks nodded in understanding. It both was and wasn't a threat.
"Wonderful!" Harry held up a hand and two bottle caps floated into it. "Portkeys back to your office, Minister. You may want to make sure that your aurors will take better care of you, though. They seem to have issues when it comes to following you into Muggle London." His eyes filled with laughter as he held out his hand for the two Ministry workers.
"You're a menace." Mad-Eye assured his ex-student. Then he grabbed one of the bottle caps and disappeared.
Tonks smiled faintly at Harry. "I'll see you again soon. Bye, Harry."
"Good bye, Tonks," Harry replied. Tonks' smile brightened before she took the other portkey.
Molly gave Harry a stern look. "What prank did you have set that has Fred and George so angry at you?"
Harry cocked an eyebrow at the woman. "Let's just say that sex and taking a piss is going to be a little difficult for them for another few days," he offered evenly before looking back down at the report. Voldemort and Arthur winced sympathetically while Molly let out a helpless sigh. "It's good to know some things never change," Harry added.
"What now?" The Dark Lord frowned.
"Albus got so tired of all the arguing that he cast a Silencing Charm over all of them," Harry replied, standing. "I'm sorry I missed it, actually."
"Where are you going?" Arthur enquired as the Dark Lord chuckled.
Harry shrugged. "Put this report away and have a chat with your sons about what they should and shouldn't do while in my office."
"Have fun!" Molly called in a voice that was far too cheerful for Harry's liking. He offered the woman a scowl before stepping from the room and motioning for the simmering Twins to follow him.
-~/\~-
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09 || 10
11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 || 19 || 20
21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30
31 || 32 || 33 || 34 || 35 || 36 || 37 || 38 || 39 || 40
41 || 42 || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47
Reclaim Chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight ||
Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Fourteen || Fifteen
Epilogue
Side Stories:
Ginevra Weasley & Theodore Nott
Minerva McGonagall || Minerva McGonagall (again)
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