FIC: Reclaim ~ 14 ~ R ~ Tom(Voldemort)/Harry

[batsutousai]

Title: Reclaim
Author: batsutousai
Beta: magickmaker17
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: Oops...

Key:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
’Written thoughts’
°°Phoenix speech°°



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Chapter 14

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The three leaders were meeting in Tom's office when Ula stepped in bravely, Cynthia and Ionia half-hiding behind her.

Tom narrowed his eyes at the second year. "You know my rules, Ula."

Ula held up a scroll – her ticket to safety, no doubt. "Fawkes dropped this by; he said it was urgent."

Harry, being closest to the door, held out a hand for the scroll. He read it over quickly while everyone else watched on, brow furrowing the further he went. When done, he looked up grimly. "It's from Alastor. Albus is asking for an auror squad to attack Loch Lomond before they can help us attack the Ministry. Alastor tried to veto the idea, but he was out-voted."

"So." Tom met Harry's eyes. "We'll meet them there."

Harry stood with a sudden grin. "Excuse me, gentlemen. Let's go, you little horrors." He followed the three girls from the office and closed the door behind himself.

Roarke blinked a few times, then glanced over at Tom. "I assume you understood something I didn't?"

Tom grinned. "Harry's section of our combined people are trained mostly in the art of spying, then in the art of battle, so they make the best undercover operatives. He's getting a team together that, with your permission, will go to Loch Lomond and hide among your clan as elves so that they are there when the attack comes."

Roarke blinked, then nodded. "Sounds good."

"Wonderful."

They stared at one another for a long, silent moment.

"Aren't you going to tell Harry to go ahead?" Roarke inquired.

Tom smiled widely. "Harry and I have this useful little mental connection from when I tried to kill him. He already knows."

"Oh..."

-~/\~-

After an hour of good-natured banter and a mirror-call to Maddox, Tom and Roarke were off to find Harry. The elfin king had decided that the Dark Lord wasn't such a bad man, really.

When Tom and Roarke entered the dining room, all the Juniors present stood from their seats and fell to their knees respectfully. Tom cocked a curious eyebrow at Harry, who shrugged, then scowled. "What have you fiends done that deserves grovelling this time?" Tom growled.

"We were showing our respect to King Roarke," Pan explained.

"You just happened to be in the way, you old snake-face," Sirius added, earning him a round of groans.

Remus stood and swatted Sirius on the bum. "You need to stop causing trouble, Padfoot." He glanced up at where Tom – who looked like he was trying to decide between being insulted and entertained – and Roarke – who was politely covering a smile – stood. "I apologise for him, since he is incapable of apologising for himself."

"Oh, get up, the lot of you," Harry called, laughing. "Please come in, Tom, Roarke. If you'll take seats, I can introduce everyone."

"Maybe you shouldn't be laughing, mate," Dean teased as he took his seat. "I mean, you never know what old Voldie's going to do."

"What I'm going to do is throttle you, Thomas," Tom assured the young man, then turned on Harry. "And you!"

"Oh, stop being dumb, Tom," Gin croaked.

"Oiy!"

"Stop being dumb, Tom," the Juniors chorused.

Harry fell out of his chair, laughing.

Tom rolled his eyes and, giving up on winning any contests – real or imagined – when his lover's people were present to cause trouble, took the empty seat on Harry's left. :Harry, please get up and stop laughing.:

:Sorry, love.: Harry slipped back into his chair with a faint smile and glanced down at Roarke. "Roarke, these are the Juniors – better known as the Death Eaters In-Training–"

"Such a dumb name," Sirius interrupted.

"You can always stay here, Sirius," Harry called softly as he placed a calming hand on the Dark Lord's shoulder – Tom looked ready to kill.

Sirius looked away. "Sorry."

Harry nodded, then started the introductions, "Juniors, this is King Roarke of the Loch Lomond Elfin Clan. Roarke, I believe you remember Gin?"

"Cheers," Gin croaked, earning her smiles from everyone around the table, including Roarke.

"Next to her is her is her boyfriend, Ted Nott. Then is Remus Lupin, our resident werewolf, and his mate, Sirius Black. Next to Sirius is Luna Lovegood, then Padma and Parvati Patil. Next to Parvati is Pan Parkinson, then Vin Crabbe and Greg Goyle, who are also an item, though they pretend they aren't–"

"Oiy!"

Harry winked at the two Slytherins. "Next to Greg is Dean Thomas, then Terry Boot. Between yourself and Terry is Lisa Turpin."

"A pleasure to meet all of you," Roarke said softly.

"I'm curious about something," Lisa spoke, looking at the king.

"Ask away."

"From what I read, elfin clans have leaders, rather than kings. Why is it that you have the title 'king'?"

"I was, actually, expecting that question yesterday," Roarke commented, glancing over at Harry.

Harry pointed at Tom, who smirked. "I have an old elfin book that explains some of the older customs. I made Harry read it," the Dark Lord offered.

'Awful bossy, isn't he?' Gin commented airily. Tom shot her an annoyed look.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Roarke?"

Roarke smiled, then glanced back at Lisa. "It's an old custom. The strongest of the elfin clans' leader is given the title 'king' and the choices he makes are looked upon as law by the other clan leaders. My alliance with you, therefore, stands with all the elfin clans, rather than just my own."

"Can another clan leader make a choice opposite of yours?" Padma enquired, leaning forward.

"Yes, but they're expected to have a good reason. If we had a clan in the Forbidden Forest still, they could choose to side with Dumbledore because he is so close that it is unwise for them to push his temper."

"A safe-guard," Ted murmured.

"Yes," the elfin king agreed.

Harry knocked on the table's top and everyone looked to him. "I don't know how long it will be until the Ministry sends a force; we may be away for a while. You have two hours to make your excuses and gather a few belongings." Harry stood. "Dismissed."

As the Juniors stood and began to move towards the doors of the dining room, Harry turned to Roarke and Tom. "I don't know if you wanted to remain here or not, Roarke..."

"I will return," Roarke replied firmly. "I will not leave you and my clan to fight alone."

Harry inclined his head in understanding. "Then you may also want to go pack. I know that Phelan wanted to come so he could spend the full moon with Remus, but I believe it is safest if Ionia stays here with Ula and Cynthia."

"I agree."

"I'll go tell the girls, then," Tom murmured, standing.

The three left the room and went their separate ways in silence.

-~/\~-

When the Juniors arrived at Loch Lomond, they were accepted with open arms by the inhabitants. Each of the Juniors found themselves being led away by a family who had volunteered to give them shelter during their stay, leaving Harry alone with the king and prince, as even Gin had been "adopted" by an elf – Radella, the medic.

"You'll be staying with us," Maddox stated tightly. "Father seems to think it best."

Harry inclined his head. "Thank you, then."

"Come." Roarke led the way, slowly, up the well-camouflaged ladder attached with gentle elfin magic on the nearest tree.

The home Harry was led to was high up in the branches of the trees that shaded the clan. Recalling what he'd read, Harry knew that the leader's home was so high up so that, if an enemy came, it would have to face the rest of the clan and have a long climb with nothing to hide behind before it could reach the leader. Elves understood the importance of leaders.

Roarke showed Harry to a room, then apologised and informed the young lord that he had a meeting with his clan that Harry could not attend. Understanding, Harry told him to not worry about it; he was tired anyway, so he would just go to bed early.

And so Harry did – not even allowing himself the time to explore the small house in the trees.

-~/\~-

Three days passed quickly. The Juniors found their elfin "families" accepting and very open. They loved the small village under the trees and could proudly say that, when the Ministry's aurors came, they would be glad to fight for the lives and freedom of their new allies. Every night, Harry would call a meeting not far from the clan's homes and he was happy to find that everyone loved the place. Even he – though he missed Tom horribly – could easily admit that he would miss the village once their work was done.

Roarke, also, called meetings each night with the families who were offering the Juniors shelter. He was pleased to find that his people loved these humans and found very little wrong with their presence. Roarke knew that it would probably be different with the elder and more war-torn Death Eaters than it was with the cheerful Juniors, but he was glad none-the-less. He could proudly say that he had made the correct decision in accepting the alliance with the Dark Order instead of with the Ministry and the Order of the Phoenix.

Around dinnertime, one of the scouts came running into the great dining hall in which the whole clan shared their evening meals. He ran up to where Roarke sat with Maddox, Harry, and Gin. "Roarke, they're here."

Roarke nodded, then stood. The hall fell silent. "The Ministry's fighters are here. Continue to act natural – best they don't know that we're expecting them – but be alert. As allies and friends, we will fight against them together and we will not fall!"

The hall exploded in cheers and Harry grinned up at the king appreciatively. Roarke truly knew how to get his people ready to go.

Roarke sat back down as the elves started cleaning up after themselves and heading back to their homes. "Did you need to meet with your people?" the king enquired.

Harry shook his head. "They know what is expected. If they don't know their orders by now, a last minute meeting won't help a damn bit." Harry glanced over at Gin and nodded seriously.

Gin stood. 'I'll see you around then, big brother.'

"Be safe," Harry replied.

"You too," Gin whispered, then spun on her heels and hurried over to where Radella was waiting for her impatiently.

"We'll be fine," Harry stated with certainty.

Roarke smiled. "So sure?"

Harry shrugged. "I know every one of the attacks the aurors might try – unless they pulled a new one out of their arses in the past three days, which I doubt; we're prepared." He winked. "Shall we head back to your home?"

"A good idea," Roarke allowed, smiling faintly.

The two leaders were half-way across the courtyard when the first spell came zooming out of the trees – headed straight for Roarke.

The shield Harry had set up earlier flared to life as the young lord threw a Slashing Hex back at the attacker. It was just as he'd expected, the aurors went for Roarke first.

"ATTACK!" someone shouted from the trees and bushes surrounding the village. As the aurors poured from the forest, prepared elves and heavily cloaked Juniors poured from houses.

"Show these fools why you don't mess with the Dark Order and their allies!" Gin shouted, her scratchy voice making her sound like some deranged spirit out for revenge.

As lights flashed through the trees – neither side was holding back, curse-wise – Harry mentally flipped the switch on the portkeys that he'd given to each elf under the age of sixteen. The portkeys would send all the children up to Roarke's home, where the elder children would keep the young calm and protect them – if it came to that.

When Gin appeared next to Harry, the two traded nods, then Harry apparated to a position in the trees that he'd found with the help of a few scouts; he had perfect view of the auror's backsides – and what an unprotected view it was.

The branch above Harry shook and he grinned up at the captain of the scouts, Borus. Borus motioned with his hands and a pelting of small stones and sticks flew down on the heads of the aurors from all directions.

The aurors broke into two groups – had they been expecting this? – and one of the groups slipped back into the trees, breaking up into pairs to search and wincing as they were hit again and again by enemies they couldn't see.

Harry waited until a pair was directly under his branch, then used the monkey tail he'd grown himself to drop down in front of the aurors with a smirk. "Boo," he whispered, then spelled them unconscious before slipping back up into the tree.

This plan had been created by Harry – who had heard his cousin talking about fighting movies enough times to know that an extra attack from behind was the way to go. When he'd brought it up with Roarke, the king had introduced him to Borus. Borus had been unsure of Harry at first, but his monkey tail and easy-going nature had led to a sort of trust between the two that had nothing to do with friendly conversations and everything to do with strategies and all things war-related.

With silence and precision, the troop in the trees easily picked off the aurors who had ventured out to find them. Once certain all were gone, the elves and Harry slipped to the ground and snuck up on what was left of the aurors fighting the rest of the village, each armed with a spell or a particularly large stone.

The leftover aurors fell quickly and there was silence throughout the forest for a long moment.

When the cheers started, Harry picked his way over to the commanding auror – the man's white uniform stood out from the brown uniforms of his fellows – and used Silencio, then Rennervate on him. The young lord smirked when the auror's eyes went wide and he tried screaming. "Even if they could hear you, I doubt they'd care," Harry pointed out.

The auror's defeated look told Harry that he was quite aware of his situation.

"Glad we understand each other. Here's the deal: you and your men pack up your wands and we send you all home alive – though plenty are probably wounded. Any of you turn around and attack, my people have permission to kill. You tell your superiors that the Dark Lord protects his own, no matter how human they are." Harry's eyes narrowed. "And you make sure Albus Dumbledore understands that the next time he pulls strings in the Ministry like this, I'll come to Hogwarts and personally kill him – got that?"

The auror nodded furiously.

Harry let the man drop to the ground and stepped back into the circle that his Juniors had formed, all hard-faced. "Help him wake them, then see them off. You have your orders," he whispered coldly.

"Yes, my Lord," the Juniors chorused.

Harry and Gin spun on their heels and, together, went back into the village.

Roarke awaited them with a grin. "Wonderful! There are no wounds that Radella cannot heal and the aurors are leaving. We shall celebrate tonight!"

"Brilliant." Gin laughed softly.

"If you would have Lord Voldemort send my daughter and perhaps your girls, Harry?"

"Of course." Harry inclined his head. Tom?

I'll send them with Herm. Your paperwork is an absolute nightmare, did you know that?

Yup! Harry grinned at Roarke. "My other 'sister' is bringing them."

"Perfect." Roarke happily led his allies away from the forest and back into the village, where everyone celebrated.

-~/\~-

Harry stared at his desk dumbly. He'd been back for a week and he still wasn't used to his old habit of doing paperwork all day long. Tom had teased that he needed to keep Harry away from any action, apparently, since he couldn't work when he got back. Gin, of course, wasn't having any trouble getting into the swing of things – going so far as to cover the stuff that Harry didn't get done each day without pause. As long as it wasn't school work, it seemed, she was perfectly happy to work all day.

Harry's current lack of work was interrupted by an unexpected knock on the door of his office. "Come in," he called, putting down the quill he'd forgotten he was holding and cleaning up the puddle of ink on his desk.

The door opened and the friendly face of Aberforth grinned at him. "Hullo, Harry."

Harry smiled back. "Bob, please come in."

Aberforth closed the door, then took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Harry's paper-covered desk. "You look like you could use a good distraction," he commented mildly, eyeing the stacks upon stacks of papers.

"You could say that," Harry agreed in a tired voice.

Aberforth's smile turned sad. "I'm afraid the only distraction I can offer is not a particularly pleasant one."

Harry waved his hand over his desk. "Right now, I'm willing to take a chance with anything that's not paperwork."

Aberforth nodded knowingly. "I had an auror in the pub for a drink earlier today. Curious fellow I am–" Harry smiled knowingly, "–I juiced up his drink and asked for the low-down on what his team was up to that evening. Apparently, he and some of his auror pals are planning an illegal attack on a store in Diagon Alley named Chipper's Charms."

"What?!"

Aberforth shrugged. "It appears that there's been a lot of discussion in the DMLE about taking the owner in for questioning about the charm bracelet you own. All discussion, no action – you know how it goes."

Harry let out a growl. "This group isn't planning a simple questioning session, are they?"

"I have a feeling that this attack will be putting Chipper's out of business," Aberforth agreed grimly.

Harry stood. "When's the attack? Did he say?"

"Within the hour. He was waiting for a few of his buddies to get off work still."

Harry nodded. "Thank you, my friend."

"Anything for a fellow," Aberforth replied kindly.

Harry saw Aberforth off, then poked his head into his lover's office. "Do you want to come?" he asked, knowing that Tom had been listening to his and Aberforth's discussion in hopes of learning who 'Bob' really was.

Tom stood with a smirk. "I thought you'd never ask."

-~/\~-

Harry and Tom were over by the attack booster charms when they heard the bell tinkling over the door.

"Hello!" Haden, the owner, called. He'd been working at the desk when Harry and Tom had come in a little over a half an hour previous.

"Mr Chipper, we were wondering if you could do something for us."

"We promise it won't hurt."

"Much."

There was a crash, then, "HELP!"

"No one can hear you, you know."

"Perhaps you should re-think that statement, sir," Tom suggested, stepping out from behind the shelving that had been hiding the two dark lords, wand raised and pointed at the three aurors with their own wands raised at Haden, who stood behind the destroyed counter in terror.

"Marcus Brutús!" One of the aurors obviously recognised the form Tom wore.

"We knew you were working with them," another auror growled, waving his wand at Haden, who had to duck the bolt of light that flew towards him.

"Perhaps you need to re-think your thoughts on who might be allied with whom, gentlemen," Harry suggested, stepping from the shadows to stand between the aurors and Haden. "Your department's tendency to blame the innocent is one of the most aggravating I've ever had the displeasure of coming across."

"Potter," the aurors spoke Harry's last name as if it were some form of curse.

Harry smirked. "I believe, gentlemen, that you are here against the allowance of your superiors. You could get suspended for your actions."

"Not if we drag you and Brutús in, we won't!"

"That's assuming you can catch us," Tom pointed out, coming to stand next to his lover with a cold smile.

"Simple. Immobilius!"

"Protego!" Tom snapped. The simple shield easily stopped the Immobilising Charm.

Harry rolled his eyes. "That's the best you can come up with? I thought Mad-Eye had trained all of you."

"I'll show you better! Avada Kedavra!"

Tom and Harry ducked the Killing Curse, dragging Haden down with them. The sickly green light flew over their heads and dissipated against the wall behind them.

"Expelliarmus!"

The aurors turned as their wands left them to face the newcomer. "Third Auror Tonks!"

"What is going on here?" Tonks demanded coldly, pretending she didn't see the grinning Harry behind the three aurors.

"Ma'am, it's Potter!" one of the aurors called.

"Are you authorised to cast the Killing Curse, Riley?"

"But, Third Aur–"

"Are you authorised?" Tonks demanded, orange eyes flashing.

"No, ma'am," was the quiet admission.

Tonks nodded and, silently, Harry and Tom knocked the three aurors unconscious. "Wotcher, Harry."

"I don't know why you had to tell her to come," Tom grumbled, stepping forward to poke at the nearest auror with the toe of his boot.

"Because you killing them would not have been beneficial?" Tonks suggested. Tom gave her an annoyed look.

Harry turned to Haden, eyes honest and sad. "Haden, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get you involved in all this craziness."

Haden looked shaken, but not angry. "Why do they think I'm with you?"

"The charm bracelets," Tonks offered. "There's been talk in the Ministry about bringing you in for questioning about what Harry might have on his bracelet ever since Harry announced his true colours, but it's been shot down every time by someone in a fairly high-up position – you might be surprised how many people in the Ministry support you still, Harry. These three, I guess, got sick of our inaction and decided to take things into their own pitiful hands."

"I see." Haden frowned down at the fallen men. "And what might they have done?"

"Killed you and Odele and burned the shop to the ground," Harry stated grimly.

Haden paled. "Bloody hell..."

"Harry was determined not to let that happen, so he let Tonks know about their plans and then we came to keep watch," Tom murmured, attention on the unconscious auror whose side he was poking rather violently.

Haden blinked at Harry. "Why?"

"Why protect you?" Harry clarified.

"Yes."

Harry shrugged, suddenly uncomfortable. "Because you're good people. Contrary to popular opinion, I didn't dispose of my morals when I joined the Dark Lord."

"If anything, they've become worse," Tom grumbled, earning him a laugh from Tonks and a fond smile from Harry.

Haden nodded. "What will you do with them?"

Harry traded looks with Tonks. "Obliviate them?"

"Do you know how to create false memories to cover the Obliviate?" Tonks countered.

Harry merely pointed at Tom in response.

"I should have know," Tonks sighed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Tom growled, narrowing his eyes at the Third Auror.

"Whatever you want it to mean," Tonks shot back victoriously.

"That's right, you and Sirius are cousins, aren't you?" Harry teased.

"Yup!"

"Love, if you would?" Harry nodded to the three unconscious aurors, then morphed back to the form he was using as his disguise – long red hair and hazel eyes – his parents' colourings reversed.

Half a moment later, Odele stepped from the stairs that led upstairs to the living quarters of the Chippers. "What the–?!"

"It's all fine, Odele," Haden hurried to assure his daughter.

"But–!" Odele gaped at where Tom and Tonks were working together peacefully to Obliviate the three unconscious aurors and change their memories of past few moments.

"It's all just fine," Haden promised.

Odele's face hardened – she wasn't going to believe her father about this. "All fine? Why are there three aurors on the floor of our shop with Marcus Brutús standing over them?!"

"I'm sorry," Harry murmured.

"It's not your fault," Haden informed Harry firmly, then gave his daughter a stern look. "Those three aurors came to kill us both."

"But... but aurors are good!"

"Perhaps you need to redefine your definition of 'good'," Tonks growled, meeting the other woman's eyes coolly.

"Who are you?" was Odele's nasty response.

"Third Auror Nymphadora Tonks," Tonks replied evenly. "Also a member of the Dark Order, and I can tell you right now that their morals are a lot more decent than those of the people–!"

"Nymphadora!" Tom gave the witch a sharp look. "That's enough."

Tonks bared her teeth. "It's called honesty; perhaps you should try it some time?"

"Let it go, love," Harry sighed, then covered his mouth, eyes wide. Everyone knew that Marcus Brutús and Harry Potter were an item.

Odele's mouth had fallen open in shock. "Harry?!"

"Good news, mate," Tonks teased, "she didn't call you Potter."

Harry grimaced. "Shut up, Tonks."

"Please do," Tom agreed dryly.

"I thought I'd never see you again!" Odele exclaimed, still staring at Harry.

"What do you mean, Odele?" Haden asked with a frown.

Odele suddenly seemed to realise that her father was there and turned red. "Erm, nothing, Dad!"

"Odele," Haden said sternly.

Odele let out a helpless sigh. "I just..." She looked over at Harry. "I have those charms you ordered, that's all."

Harry's eyes widened. "It worked, then?!"

"Yeah!" Odele's eyes lit up. "Your suggestion worked like a charm!"

What are you two on about?" Haden growled.

"The Anti-Veritaserum Charms," Tom supplied as Odele ran up the stairs. "Harry found a spell that was supposed to show the memories of any inanimate object and he sent it to your daughter in hopes that she could make more."

"Amazing..." Haden gave Harry a grateful look.

Odele scampered back down the stairs with a bag. "Twenty Anti-Veritaserum charms! Free of charge for saving us when you didn't have to and helping me figure out how to make them! Right, Dad?"

"Right," Haden agreed evenly.

"I thought for sure that you would sell them or garbage them," Harry whispered, accepting the bag.

"I was going to, but something told me not to," Odele replied honestly, then glanced over at the aurors. "It was a good thing I kept them, I'm thinking."

Harry nodded grimly. "I know what you mean." Then he turned to Tom. "Love, your glamour."

Tom sighed and spelled himself to have blond hair and golden-brown eyes. "Very well. Shall we wake them?"

"Wait." Harry pulled out one of the new charms and threw it at Tonks. "Put that on now," he ordered.

"Yes, my Lord," Tonks agreed seriously before slipping the charm on her bracelet.

Harry nodded and turned to the Chippers, pulling out two more charms, which he then held out to them." Take them, please. I can't stand the thought of the two of you getting hurt for not turning us in."

Haden smiled. "We're both already wearing one, but thank you."

Harry nodded and put the charms away before looking back over at Tom and Tonks. The two woke the three aurors without complaint.

"Get up, you three. You're now on suspension for going against orders," Tonks said firmly. "I'll send you all an owl later today with the full details."

"But, Third–"

"Move it!" Tonks barked, sounding and looking every inch a commanding officer.

Harry smiled at his Junior as the three aurors left, head bowed in shame. "Thanks, Tonks.

"No problem, boss."

"Thank you, Harry," Odele murmured, earning her a kind smile from the young lord.

"Shall we?" Tom nodded to the empty doorway of the shop.

"Owl me if you find yourselves in need," Harry told the Chippers, then left the shop with his lover and Tonks amidst goodbyes.

"Oh no," Tonks moaned suddenly.

"What?" Harry and Tom both glanced over at Tonks.

"Rita Skeeter." Tonks pointed out the eccentric blonde tiredly. "She's been trying to get an interview with me since I made Third Auror."

"And she hasn't written a nasty article about you yet?" Tom teased.

But Harry's eyes had lit up. "Perfect. Come on, Tonks. You're going to help us get Rita to come with Tom and myself back to the Manor."

"Are you insane?!" Tonks squeaked.

"Yes." Tom smirked. "You'll understand soon enough."

"Oh, fine..."

-~/\~-

-~\/~-

A/N: *laughs* All will be finished next chapter. The epilogue will take place about ten years in the future and answer any last minute questions.

~Bats ^.^x

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)

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Comments

[flosspyromaniac.livejournal.com]

Updates and kickarse!Tonks is my favourite part of this chapter. I like the way you put the charm people in, all very nice and tying up loose endings-y.
As always wonderful and I'm very sad it's almost over.
I still want sex ^_~
Floss

[slyth-enigma.livejournal.com]

Yay! How delightfully interesting. I'm very curious as to how you'll wrap this up.

[sakitokun.livejournal.com]

Awe, that was a good chapter. Go Tonks!

Huh, well i think I just realized that you wrote Tom being in the picture instead of Harry when they communicate telepathly. Like you know when Harry is talking to someone and you don't see Tom making comments. Only his voice is shown, but in this one, you showed Tom recieving the messages from harry....Sorry, so random *.*

So everything will be sorted out by the end? i hate when there is some unfinished business and the fic ends.

[mynona.livejournal.com]

New chapter... wheee!

I'm a bit excited because of getting way better result on a couple of exams than waited but this didn't bring me down, either ;)

I felt that this wasn't one of your best chapters, though that might just be my opinion. On the other hand, I prefer confrontations of a more personal kind than pure fighting. Like Sirius getting on Voldies nerves... the fightingsceene felt too short, either because you're like me and doesn't really have a clue what to write, or because you thought it was better that way. To me it comes across as 'unfinished'.

I'll be missing Cynthia and Ula, that's for sure. And frankly, most of the story. Mabye it's getting to the point where it deserves a reread.

I just have to ask; are you planning to start a new story, now that this is finished, or will you 'just' keep working with the rest of them? (I can't really say that either answer will please me more, new fics is always good but reading more forgotten is good too. Hm... I have to think more about this.)

[pantherrrrea.livejournal.com]

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiile* new chapter......
*go Tonks go*
.....is Dumbles going to be roasted?????????????? is he? is HE? IS HE? *jumpjump* please, please, please.......
10 years in future........ mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... I hope it will have a happy ending *frowns* will it not? *ughhhhhh bad imagination*

^^

[devil-kaos.livejournal.com]

Liked it ^^

And glad that there's no Ula and Cynthia in 15 ;)
Still don't like them and hey ^^
I have a friend who hasn't liked them from the beginning *gg*

So, Tonks is quite cool ;) I like her very much ^^

So, have to watch NCIS

Kaos ^^

[diamond-385.livejournal.com]

Kick ass story.
And I am addicted.

[trziarre.livejournal.com]

Ten years? Hermione's twins will be around Hogwarts age, won't they?

[(Anonymous)]

Ah tonks, i love tonks. fantasticly able to be stern and allin charge and then at the same time be making comments to the dark lord to do her cousin justice.

and the fact that while stillin charge of so much and doing so much good Harry can still be humble and bashfull.

its so sweet the way they work to protect the people with them, fully human or not. but this interview with Rita, that ought to be fantastic.

sniffles for not seeing the girls for the next chapter, i do so love them and the way they get together once introduced. ~ do they end up adpoting them both? that would be cute.

love it all...

Lanna

[sandrasolaria.livejournal.com]

*bawls* I don't want it to be over!!!!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Yay for Tonks. Yay for Bob.

:D

[zoologyke.livejournal.com]

Just to let you know that I am going to add you to my friends list. I love you stories and thought that would be the best way to know when you update. I can't believe that Reclaim is nearly finished, but now can't wait to read the end of it

[mystical-maiden.livejournal.com]

Nearly over... *sighs*

This has been such a wonderful read... i don't want it to end...

I loved this chapter, things picked up a lot. I loved it... all of it!!!

Yay Tonks BTW!:P

[(Anonymous)]

I havn't read it yet. - Just your comments.
And I don't know if I *want* to read it. I'm so depressed.
..It's like..It's like when you get near the end of a good book. I always put it off because I don't want the end to come.

..But, I'm too curious to see what'll happen.. ;.; *slugs off to read*

[(Anonymous)]

*grudgingly* Liked the chapter..
Soo..Rita Skeetttttttert then it's the end..? Humm........

Well..it's totally been a fun ride..e.e
Thanks. *hugs*

[raginwaterz.livejournal.com]

*sigh* I can't believe this is almost over...booo!! *grin*

Tonks being serious and comanding...I liked it. Nice touch having the Chippers brought back into the story and their interaction with Harry, Tom and Tonks after the attack. I'm actually dieing to read what Rita Skeeter's article will be. Regardless of how many people complain, they still all read and believe her stories. Harry finaaly gets to tell his part...can't wait to see that.

*wails* WHY!!! WHY does it have to end!

[(Anonymous)]

Wheeeee GO TONKS!

Hmmm...I'm curious as to how you're going to wrap up this story. You'll probably add in a twist that'll make us gasp in shock, won't you? *suspicious look*

Cheers!

~Shadow Nashira~

[sdrana.livejournal.com]

::whines:: You and your cliff-hangers. :-P I'm so totally waiting for Dumbledore's fate.

[order_of_chaos]

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[carbonatedlover.livejournal.com]

*squeak* Ohs Nos!!!
I don't want it to end!!! *sad sigh*

Tonks is awesome
Harry/Voldie is awesome
YOUR awesome
I love you

I want to yell for an update...but then we'll all be that much closer to the end. I'm such a loser.

<3

Riyo~*

Only one chapter left????? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

[(Anonymous)]

1o yrs into the future I see.....

Harry and Tom living peacefully together
Herm, Severus, and Poppy re-instated in Hogwarts, if they haven't retired or found another job
Gal and Gerda being sorted
Luna and the other juniors all very well off with great jobs
Remus and Sirius working and chasing little half-werewolf Lupin-Blacks
Little Riddle-Potters with green eyes and MANAGEABLE black hair terrorizing their Aunts Ula and Cynthia.
The girls mentioned above also enjoying life
Fawkes living with Harry
The elves coming and going about the world as they please, as well as other creatures.
Fenrir Greyback as FAR away as possible
Tonks as a very high-up person in the ministry, maybe even Minister of Magic
Minerva, if she's alive, as Hogwarts Headmistress
Gody and Sal actually getting back together and all the founders as teachers or something.
Dumbledick dead and buried and Harry reliving himself on his grave.

In ten years I see...

A happily ever after, and Dumbledick burning in Hell.

*gets dreamy look. sighs wistfully* I hope the ending is something like that. "If only, if only the snake hisses...."
---Paraphrased "if only, if only" from Disney's Holes

Amber

P.S. For outtakes, can we see one or both of
full moon with Phelan and remus and everyone else involved
getting into Helga's room
Radella and Poppy
????????

Thanks

Ambiecat88

[la-localfreak.livejournal.com]

*grins* I loved it! Brilliant update and the ending raises such questions! Part of me is dying to know more and part of me is dreading this fic ending!
*Am enthralled*

[animehime.livejournal.com]

Okay, I probably can't say anything new, but I gotta let you know how I feel...
YOU FREAKING ROCK!! *Squee!!*

You've managed to write many convincing Tom/Harry's, but this one takes the cake. *whimpers as the fic runs away with the cake* Dang, and it was canine-friendly chocolate too. Hmph.

Anyway, not many people can write great Tom/Harry fics, which makes me so happy that they seem to be your OTP. ;) I'm anxiously awaiting Chapter 15 and Epilogue (even though that means the series will be OVER. Nooo!).

Also, I have to agree with anon. up there. Can we have these:
*******
For outtakes, can we see one or both of
full moon with Phelan and remus and everyone else involved
getting into Helga's room?
**********

They would be pretty cool. Reclaim freak, signing off. ^_~

*goes off to reread Abandon and Reclaim*

[juststoptime.livejournal.com]

The monkey tail. Oh god -falls- that was brilliant hahahha

I hope it's a happy ending T_T; This is such an awesome story. ROFL I am totally obsessed with TMR(LV)/HJP thanks to you hahaha XD; <3