Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2007 17:00:19 -0400
From: ron <wolfwalker2@alltel.net>
Subject: Heritage of teh Ancients - ch 6

			T Minus 5 months 24 days


Harry stood fully stealthed and hidden, off to one side in the Wizengamot
chambers as he watched the foreign ministries enter and add their comments
to the chaos that was Wizarding Britain leadership.


Thinking back three days to Friday night and his conversation with Neville
and his grandmother, Harry was not surprised with the amount of chaos he was
seeing.


After Augusta had told Harry that most of the Auror force was killed in the
death eater attack, along with the senior leaders of the ministry including
the bastard Rufus Scrimgeour, during the ministers attempt to dictate the
conclusion to the war on his terms.


She had told him that the Wizengamot had declared a state of emergency and
had taken control of Wizarding Britain, but soon there after the American
ministry had sent a representative along with the French, saying that they
were sending over teams to take care of the problem and rescue their British
cousins.


Harry shook his head in disgust as he watched all the different parties vie
for control, for their faction or people. Finally deciding that the Ancients
had made the correct decision in deciding on a monarchy, though he wished he
was given more of a choice, he accepted deep down inside that he was king.


Seeing that the Wizarding Wireless Network and its sister stations from
around the world were broadcasting live but being ignored, Harry decided it
was past time that someone with some brains acted.


Walking to the center of the room, Harry let his magic flow through the room
and using his will froze everyone as he became visible.


Sternly looking at each and every person had Harry finally had enough.


"Sit down and shut up." He told them reinforcing his words with his magic.


Every person in the room promptly sat down where they were, even if they
were not in a chair, sitting on the floor as they obeyed Harry's order.


Everyone watched in awe and some amount of horror as The Boy Who Lived
tapped his finger on one of the metal arm bands on his arms and this liquid
shimmering metal shifted out to cover his body minus his head.


Harry reeled in his magic, releasing those in the room, as he stood there
energy swirling around his deployed battle armor, making him look extremely
intimidating.


"So this is what the Wizarding world has reduced itself too." Harry
commented sarcastically.


"If you would have just done your job and rid us of the dark lord we would
not be in this position, having to listen to outsiders trying to tell us how
to run our country." One of the seated Wizengamot members yelled out
heatedly.


Harry turned on the loudmouth quickly, his anger radiating off of him in
waves. Working himself quickly to full rant mode Harry started pacing back
and forth in front of the raised dais where the Wizengamot members sat.


Minerva McGonagall winced as she heard Abercrombie open his mouth and accuse
Harry of not doing his job. Oh Merlin she thought he is going to really go
off now.


"MY JOB...MY JOB! " Harry stopped pacing and rounded on the coward who had
the audacity to say that to him.


"One must first be hired or Merlin forbid even accept the job in the first
place, before they can be accused of not doing their job." By this point the
energy swirling around Harry started to glow.


"Where were you the last time the Order or even the Aurors faced death
eaters as they decided to go out and play. I know I did not see you there."
Harry said as he stared in disgust at the man.


"Oh I get it now, you all decided since I had already defeated the mad man
once, that since he has returned it must be my job to do it again,
especially as all of you are so magically weak that you must have graduated
Hogwarts due to bribery, not actually having the magic to do so any other
way. "Harry sneered in disgust.


Minerva sat there in awe as Harry tore into the politicians, thinking to
herself, he was doing a masterful job.


Unfortunately fear started to set in, as she noticed the walls behind the
Wizengamot members were starting to melt as they responded to Harry's anger.


"Oh and since I did not finish the JOB the first time, of course it falls to
me and only me to do the JOB you weaklings are all so afraid of doing."
Harry finished his rant.


"Now see here..." Someone started. but gulped back in fear as Harry rounded
on them.


"Two weeks, I needed two bloody more weeks and my plans would have been
completed, and I could be standing here in front of you with Voldemort's
dead body." Harry threw his arms up as he started to pace again.


"But NO, the bloody minister decided that he knew best, and I being the so
called chosen one should kill Voldemort on his terms like some trained dog."
At this point Harry was in the center of this barley visible vortex of
energy.


At this point several members of the Wizengamot and some of the visiting
ministry people grabbed their arms and fell to the ground screaming in
agony.


Everyone looked in horror towards Harry as he looked at the fallen people
with an evil smile on his face, as he watched those convulsing on the floor
in agony their life force slipping away.



"STOP THIS, Stop this right now." The American special envoy yelled out.


Turning around Harry told him calmly. "I am doing nothing to any of them.
This is all Voldemort's doing."


"Don't lie to me boy, we all have seen your magic totally out of control."
Pointing to the energy swirling around Harry the special envoy went on. "The
evidence is right before our very eyes."


The French envoy not to be outdone added. "Yes...Yes only a powerful dark
wizard would be able to do what has been done today. We must stop him before
he destroys us all."


Seeing red Harry stalked over to where the fallen French man was clutching
his arm, and ripped the sleeve and pulled it up so all could see the angry
dark mark burning on the mans flesh.


Amidst the quieting screams, due to the persons succumbing to death or their
vocal cords ripping apart, Harry's quiet voice reverberated through the
room.


"It is a good thing I am leaving this world, or I would be to tempted to
destroy it otherwise.

First you worship the ground I stand on, until the moment I can not stand up
to your impossible expectations, especially for someone you purposely kept
in the dark about his heritage and the world he was expected to live in.

Then when he defends himself from Dementors sent by the ministry to silence
him, those in power further break their own laws and try to poor lad in
front of the full Wizengamot.

Oh but the kicker, at the last minute the minister changes the time and
sends out the notice to the lad and his defenders a mere fifteen minutes
before the trial would now start

Lets not forget about the minister sending his own personal torturer to the
lads school to use severely restricted dark objects on the boy, and only the
quick thinking of one of the lads friends was he spared being placed under
the Cruciatus curse till he broke."


At this point Harry had them all sitting there fidgeting in their seats as
their crimes were laid out before the whole world to see. "One wonders why
the lad in question does not say the hell with you and leave you to your own
fate."


As the last marked death eater died Silence reigned supreme in the
Wizengamot chambers. "Lucky for you I am not Dark like you call me. Lucky
for you I studied hard and learned what was needed to defeat Voldemort and
had the means to do so." Harry said as he looked over the scarred faces
before him and sighed, as he was not getting through to them.


Turning to leave, disappointed in a way and in another knowing it would come
down to this. "I am leaving and I am going to take the best and brightest
the Wizarding world has to offer, and we are going to start over."


Pulling his wand out and pointing it in Harry's direction the American envoy
said. "I am sorry son, but even with this as proof of the Dark Lords
downfall, you still have a lot to answer for and we can not allow you to
leave."


Amused that someone would overcome their fear and try to stop him. "You have
no jurisdiction over me." Harry told him as he made a motion with his hand
and summoned a long forgotten relic of the past.


By this point most of the foreign delegations had also drawn their wands and
pointed them at Harry waiting for the word to take the young man down.


Slowly the floor near Harry rippled like the waves from a stone dropped in
still water. As every ones attention shifted to see what was going on they
looked on in wonder as a gleaming white pedestal rose from the floor, and
atop it was a glowing orb that had some strange energy swirling inside it.


"NO you must not do this." A voice from the shadows, coming from one of the
Unspeakables.


"All I am doing is returning Merlin's Orb to its rightful place. It was your
kind that broke the sacred trust, at the ministers urgings no doubt so long
ago. It was the Unspeakables that violated every law and kept the orb from
serving its true purpose." Harry told the frightened head of the
Unspeakables.


As Harry placed his hand on the orb, he was engulfed in a column of white as
a visage of Merlin appeared in front of him, and the words spoken by the orb
were carried on magic and heard around the world.


"The man who stands before you will usher in a new age. Harry James Potter
son of the Ancients take up your heritage as Lord Commander, Ruler of the
Ancient Alteran People. Rule with Justice my son and may your enemies
tremble in fear."


Harry stood there and grimaced as he felt the glamour fall away from the
circlet on his head and the circlet morph growing larger into a proper
crown.


Bowing his head Harry let his voice carry on the waves of magic the orb was
sending out. "Those you wish for a better life, and to be part of something
greater, you will be welcomed in the new home we will build together.

You will be taught all the old ways, and will be able to hold your head high
and proud knowing you are part of something special, part of a dream of a
brighter future for you and your children.

If the dream of something better is one you truly wish, make your way to any
of the many Wizarding schools or shopping centers and place your hand on the
glowing pedestal you will find there, and you shall be transported to a
wondrous place.

A place our ancestors once walked in pride and freedom. A place you and your
children will learn things that will amaze you."


Harry then turned to meet the eyes of those who dared to draw their wand on
him. "Do not interfere with peoples right to choose to take up their
heritage. If your dreams are dark and you revel in the subjugation of others
do not attempt to gain access to the city. You would not like to see what
would happen if you do."


Then Harry once again drove fear home in the heart of the politicians
sitting there as he slowly faded from sight as he shifted through the so
called impenetrable wards of the ministry, to the hidden Longbottom estates
to meet up with Neville and help shift the contents of the greenhouses up to
the city.


Minerva met the eyes of her brother and fellow professors that had attended
the session, and motioned with her head for them to leave. As she made here
way quietly out of the room she thought to herself they had a lot of
planning to do.


XXXX


			T minus 4 months and 18 days


Harry sat in his chair on the new half platform at the arrival area waving
at the occasional person who arrived when they recognized him.


"Blimey Harry you went and redecorated again." Ron called out as he walked
up the few steps to the new meeting area.


"Yes well we needed a place to put the support infrastructure for the new
med bay, as some of the arrivals are coming in pretty badly off." Harry told
his friend.


Hearing the chuckling, and "sure you did Harry." From a couple of people and
the twins he added. "And maybe I finally relented and agreed to set this up,
so I spend part of my day working here. Everyone keeps telling me the people
arriving feel better being able to see me when they get here for some
reason." Harry mumbled.


Deciding to get on with things, Harry said as the others sat down in two
semi circles across from him leaving his view of the arrival area open.
"Lets get started shall we."


"Molly would you like to go first?" Asked Harry.


Looking around and seeing no one else there from the medical department she
sighed.. "Seeing as no one else is here yet."


Molly told him, not falling for his innocent look. "Don't give me that look,
it didn't work with the other seven so why in Merlin's name do you think it
will work for you."


Un-phased and not looking guilty in the least Harry told her. "We have grown
enough that we will need to have department heads to keep me informed with
what is going on, but that does not mean we will not still be meeting, as I
trust your opinions the most."


Mollified for the moment Molly started. "So far about twenty five percent of
the intakes have needed healer intervention. Though we are starting to
notice a marked increase of those arriving from magical Britain needing
serious healing."

"We also are just keeping up with genetic re-sequencing of those with
Alteran blood who can not access their magic." She told him making an
obvious effort over unfamiliar terms and avoiding the reference to muggles
or squibs.


Looking down at the data pad and skimming through the notes that uploaded
from Molly's pad when she started to speak, Harry listened closely when
Remus asked. "Is the problem not enough healers or there are not enough
facilities able to do the re-sequencing?"


 Half listening to the answer as the conversation he was having internally
with Aloria lead him to a solution Harry broke in. "What if we set aside med
bay five over on Alpha Pylon for the re-sequencing procedure and staffed it
minimally, with the help of Aloria that should clear up a lot of the
congestion in the rest of the med bays, and still keep every one on schedule
for their treatments."


Hearing agreements from the rest Harry sent a thought to the remotes over on
Alpha pylon to start the modifications. "Start Sending people over to med
bay Alpha 5 on Sunday."


Looking over towards, call me 'Gran' Neville's formidable grandmother.
"Speaking of intakes how is that going?" Harry asked, tapping his data pad
to download her report.


"Overall it is flowing smoothly. As I have repeatedly stated in the past
those who see you when arriving seem to hold it as a personal boon when they
see you are in the area, and even if you only make eye contact with them,
they feel as if you are welcoming them personally." Gran told them.


"Those coming up to the city seem to arrive with their most valuable
possession shrunk down and about sixty percent of those we have sent a team
out to shift their house into shifted storage for the trip." Gran said as
she noticed Harry start to glance through her report.


"If we could gain access to the Tome of Souls that Hogwarts uses we would be
able to move very quickly with the plans to contact those not yet school age
or may have missed the announcements about leaving to start a new world."
Then frowning Gran continued.


 "Over the last week though there has been a marked decrease in those
arriving originating in the magical part of the British Isles. And until now
I really had not put the two together, which leads a very disquieting
picture when you do." She finished.


"I want that situation watched real closely, and maybe a few people need to
be sent out to check on it." Harry told them all but pointedly looked at
both the twins.


Seeing Harry look her way to see if she was finished she added, "I want to
mention that so far we have been able to place all those with Alteran blood
found in orphanages with a family, but soon I think we will have to set up
our own orphanages as we start to expand our searches to the continent and
over the pond." Gran finished her report.


Seeing Molly in full mother mode Harry cut her off. "Call them Crèches and
you and Molly and who ever you feel will be helpful set something up. Just
remember Voldemort was born when young Tommie Riddle grew up unloved and
abused in an orphanage."


"Children are precious and should be loved. Make sure we can show them
that." Harry told them remembering his own childhood.


"Remus how goes the meetings with the Werewolf communities?" Harry asked his
parents last living friend.


"Both good and bad Harry. Finding out why non-magical folks die instead of
turning after getting bitten is because they have no Alteran blood in them
has made it easier on the one hand. I would say ninety percent of those on
the non-magic user side are flocking to be treated with seventy percent
wanting to stay with us afterwards." Remus started his report by saying.


"I hate to say it but for the other ten percent I think we consider forcing
the treatment on them and doing like those that do not wish to stay, and
Obliviate them. Those ten percent are the hard core sadists and reek of
darkness." Remus said softly but with conviction.


"I do not like the idea, not at all but can see your point. Work up a plan
and a background check of those that refuse our help, so I can make an
informed decision if you would please Remus." Harry said then asked. "What
of those afflicted in the magical users category?"


"Slowly, there has not been a lot of trust there due to the ministry and
all, but I am working on it. It helps when they see some of the pack members
coming back that are non-magic users cured and picking up their normal lives
once again." Remus replied.


"Good work let me know what you need to do to get the others to agree, even
if it is to set up a temporary facility down planet." Harry said turning and
gesturing for Ron to start next.


Before Ron had a chance to start, Harry saw professor Vector arrive and bend
down and then look at him.


Swaying slightly when she arrived Beatrice Vector took a look around her and
noticed most of her fellow professors where down on the ground injured, and
some were missing altogether having gotten separated from the rest in the
flight from the shrieking shack.


Looking up she noticed a group of people on the raised platform having what
looked like a meeting when her eyes stopped on Harry Potters face.


"Harry, please we need help." Beatrice yelled out as loud as she could.


Hearing the voice of one of Hogwarts professors, Molly and Augusta hurriedly
stood up from their seats, and along with Neville hurried down the steps to
the arrival area.


Griphook and Stone Crusher along with Remus and the rest of the Weasley's
jumped the railing and hurried over to the injured, starting first aid while
moving the more seriously wounded by magic to the med bay set off to one
side.


Shifting from his seated position directly in front of professor Vector
Harry caught her as she swayed once again and started to fall.


Seeing Harry holding her Beatrice gasped out before falling unconscious.
"Minerva and Filius got separated as we made a run for the pedestal in
Hogsmeade. Please find th..."


Handing professor vector over to one of the healer trainees, Harry called
Ron and the twins over to set up search and rescue operations when Aloria
told him through their link 'Harry behind you.'


Turning quickly Harry noticed a broken and bleeding professor Flitwick
attempting to get up and the still form of his old head of house.


Running over to her side, Harry quickly froze her body with his will and
shifted them both to the main med bay.


Quickly glancing around Harry walked swiftly to the one open exam beds and
gently lowered Minerva onto it.


With the diagnostic readouts activating automatically when she hit the bed,
Harry noticed he was running out of time.


Removing the large dusty old book she was clutching to her chest fiercely,
Harry handed it over to Remus who just ran into the room.


Seeing he did not have a lot of time Harry started the stasis sequence and
firmly said. "Eiloloari" and let out a breath of relief when he heard the
computerized voice say "Stasis cycle initiated....Stasis cycle complete"


Rubbing his face with his hands, Harry set out activating control after
control, which started the holographic displays letting him get a good look
at the damage done.


Remus seeing the other healers busy moved to be opposite of Harry. "What do
I do?"


Typing commands in rapidly to set up an energy neutralization field to
remove any still working spells Harry never once looking over towards Remus.
"Go over to the wall unit behind me, the one with the wire bin under it and
bring all those potion vials over here."


Telling Aloria to dispense ten energy replacer's, a Gamma re-growth, a pain
and two regeneration potions to the dispenser Remus was at, Harry finished
his scan and was slightly worried about the darker gray area around
Minerva's frontal lobe indicative of slight hypoxia.


Remus now back with the lot asked. "What now?"


Pulling an injection collar from the drawer of the table Harry once again
explained how it worked and where it would be placed.


"The white and purple vials go to me the rest you can put on the tray next
to you, and I will tell you in what order to administer them in."


After handing Harry the three vials he asked for, Remus was about to ask
what tray, when it slid out of the table next to him.


Raising his eyebrows in surprise Remus did not say anything, but did set the
vials down and waited for the next order.


Somewhat prepared Harry Looked up at Remus and pointed to one of the monitor
screens. "See the column marked ELR Remus?"


Nodding his head Remus told Harry. "Yes I do"


"You can do this Remus juts relax." Harry told the older man seeing he was
wound tight and stiff in fright.


"As you can see the number is thirty two. What you need to do is slot in a
blue vial as soon as the stasis field goes down and every time the number
falls back to forty slot another vial in. If it goes over seventy five hold
off." Harry explained what he needed Remus to do.


"Ok I can do that. What about the red one?" Remus asked as he grabbed up on
of the blue vials.


"Hopefully we will not need the pain potion by placing her in a deep coma
with the soma unit, but just in case we need it." Harry left off as he set
up the parameters of the treatment field that would come after the energy
neutralization field.


"Ready Remus?' Harry asked, as he looked the marauder in the eyes.


Holding up the vial he was holding Remus replied. "As I ever will be."


Harry started to glow slightly as he linked himself to the med bay systems.


"Stasis field deactivating. " The computerized voice told them.


A yellow field snapped into existence as the voice told them.
"Neutralization field active."


Harry quickly ripped Minerva's robe collar away from her neck and placed the
injection collar against her neck and fastened it down.


"Now Remus." Harry ordered as his hands flew across the holographic
keyboard.


"Foreign energy neutralized." The voice told them.


Giving another mental command to initiate the treatment field, Harry picked
up the Gamma re-growth and seated the vial home.


"Merlin that's the third vial and the her level is not going over forty five
before dropping fast." Remus exclaimed as he inserted the fourth vial.


Glancing at the monitor on Remus's side, Harry shifted the treatment field
until it was a bright blue matching the color of the energy vials.


Bollocks Harry thought, he needed to get her energy levels above fifty
before he could use the regeneration serum. If it was not for the fact her
brain was slightly hypoxic he would have held off on the gamma re-growth,
but he needed to get the lungs working fast.


Adjusting the filed so only Minerva's mouth and the injection collar was
still exposed, Harry displayed the holographic projection of her internal
systems and noted that the red areas were starting to mute somewhat as the
re-growth started to kick in.


Changing the display mentally, Harry examined the holographic display of
Minerva's core.


Seeing no damage there Harry watched it fill slightly as Remus injected
another vial. Deciding that this was not working like it needed to, Harry
kicked the side of the table which opened a deep drawer, and levitated an
elaborate contraption out of the drawer.



"Harry I am down to four vials." Remus frantically told him never able to
get the level above fifty.


Out of the corner of his eye Harry noticed he was gathering a crowd.


Griphook walked past Harry towards the potion dispenser. "Aloria another
five vials of what Remus is running out of please."


Able to concentrate fully now that Griphook could run errands for them,
Harry attached one end of the energy feed to the injection port closest to
him and then summoned a cart with a portable energy generator to the head of
the table.


Seeing a cart rapidly approach from behind Harry, Griphook yelled out.
"Incoming, clear the way on Harry's side." Causing those encroaching for a
better look to move quickly to the other side of the bed.


Attaching the other end of the tubes and wires to the portable generator;
Harry attached a couple of leads to the table from the generator.


Activating the machine Harry sighed in relief when he watched Minerva's core
start to fill up fast and maintain a little past the half way point.


"Whoa it just jumped to sixty." Remus said in excitement as he removed vial
eleven.


Taking a deep breath in relief Harry picked up one of the vials of
regeneration serum and handed it over to Remus. "This one next Remus."


Griphook seeing that Harry was sweaty from the fast movements and
adjustments he was making to the holographic instruments walked back over to
the dispenser "Aloria I think Harry could use a pepper up if you would."


Picking up the black and white stripped vial Griphook inserted it into an
injector he picked up from the shelf and walked over towards Harry.


'Have I missed anything Aloria?' Harry asked through their link, hearing a
negative Harry continued to work on


Griphook by this time had dragged over a tall stool and climbed up the side
and was standing on the seat. He reached over and gently jabbed the injector
against Harry's neck and held it there while the hiss told him it was
delivering its contents.


Jumping slightly as Harry heard the hiss and felt something touch his neck
never the less started to feel revived. "Thanks Griphook." Harry said after
turning his head and seeing who had jabbed him.


Seeing the slight twitching her muscles had started doing, indicating pain
even though she was deep in a coma. "Remus the red one now." Harry said as
he adjusted a control to give him a view of both her core and internal
systems.


By now the rest of the Hogwarts professors had shown up and were quietly
watching from the center of the room.


Agatha Christenson finished with her patients walked over to where Remus was
stationed and tapped him on the shoulder. "I have it now, thanks."


Remus seeing someone in white with the red stripe of a healer across the
breast quickly gave up his place. "Thank Merlin you're here."


Activating the holographic control panel on her side, Agatha started to
study the display and zoomed in on the internal organs checking on the rate
of cellular regeneration.


Checking out the ELS and seeing it was hovering around sixty one she tapped
in a command to check the half life of the regeneration potion she read was
administered half an hour before.


Seeing that the concentration was down to thirty percent and that
regeneration had slowed Agatha asked. "Lord Commander do you have a second
dose of the regeneration serum ready."


Reaching over and grabbing the vial without looking, Harry handed it over
while tracing a listing of the various curses that had been recorded as they
were removed.


"They meant her to die painfully." Harry whispered out loud in anger.


Seeing the healer white across from him Harry started to disengage himself
from the link, but stopped short of totally letting it go when he saw only
the red stripe on her breast, instead of the double red and purple strip of
a fully trained Alteran healer.


Stepping back Harry let most of the monitoring and treatment duties fall to
the healer who had replaced Remus and spent his time monitoring Minerva's
core.


Injecting the regeneration serum Agatha noticed the ELS levels start to
fluctuate severely between fifty eight and sixty one.


"ELS levels jumping erratically." Agatha said out loud.


Looking down at the monitor Harry motioned. "Go ahead and inject another
energy potion."


Vanishing and replacing Minerva's clothing now that she was out of danger,
Harry sent a few cleaning charms her way as Poppy Pomfrey finally joined the
group and walked over to stand near Harry.


"Harry?"" Poppy asked confused with all the equipment and the glowing
display around her long time friend.


"She's out of danger, not one hundred percent, but at least she is no longer
dying. She was hit by a lot of curses designed to kill her in the most
painful manner possible. So far we have managed to heal most of her internal
organs, and cellular regeneration is well under way." Harry told her
pointing out the light pink organs that were starting to turn gray in the
display.


"We have her in an induced coma to help us heal her quicker, and there does
not seem to be any brain damage, and once we get her core stabilized we can
relax and let her heal the rest of the way on her own." Harry said as he
made another adjustment to the controls for the scanner, increasing the
magnification of her core.


Satisfied that there were no micro tears and that she was really that
drained, Harry let the scanner go back to normal magnification.


Itching to get her wand out and start checking for herself, but knowing it
was not a good idea to interfere in another healers work, Poppy stood by and
fretted helplessly as her friend lay there so still.


Seeing the woman Harry was talking to jumping slightly in fright as she shut
down most of the screens and monitors Agatha told her. "This is a good
thing, we don't need these emergency monitors up any more as your friend is
doing a lot better."


"Thank you, Healer?" Poppy asked.


Agatha introduced herself.  "Christenson, Agatha Christenson. Pleased to
meet you Poppy."


Lowering the setting on the energy generator Harry watched closely the ELS
level, ready to kick the machine in higher gear if it started to fall
drastically.


Seeing the ELS only drop to sixty five Harry stepped back the energy
generator so that output was only ten percent.


Waiting a few minutes Harry relaxed when the level only dropped to sixty.


Turning off the generator entirely. "Agatha would you administer another
energy potion." Harry asked as he started to remove all the wires and
connections from the generator.


Stepping back and stretching to get the kinks out of his neck, Harry was
satisfied to see the ELS levels back up to sixty nine. While far below what
he would like them to be, never the less he was pleased knowing his favorite
Headmistress was now out of danger barring complications.


Tapping a few commands in the keyboard Harry severed the link with the med
bay saying. "The patient is your healer Christenson."


"I have the patient now Lord Commander, thank you for your help today."
Agatha said as she motioned Poppy to come help her finish cleaning up the
woman.


Moving away from the exam table, Harry walked over to the waiting Hogwarts
Professors along with his advisory staff minus the twin terrors and picked
up the large dusty book titled SOULS from cart where Remus had left it.
"Lets give the healers some room to clean Minerva up and get her situated."


Harry moved to the door. "If you all would follow me we can go to my office
where someone can explain what the BLOODY HELL is going on."


Not looking to see if they were following him Harry walked out of the med
bay and down the hall towards the Embarkation level, and the stairs leading
up to his office.


'Harry I don't think some of these people can make the climb up three sets
of stairs. Most of them are ready to fall over even after the healers
released them' Aloria said through their link.


Looking over his shoulder to see what she was talking about Harry noticed
how exhausted most of the professors looked added to it several of them were
limping.


Sighing, Harry told her. 'Your right we will use the platform for this
meeting, can you send up a few extra chairs.'


Entering the command area through the embarkation level, Harry bypassed the
stairs and continued on down towards the arrival area and the platform they
all had met at few short hours ago.


Seeing this Remus looked up to see extra chairs set on Harry's side of the
table and smiled knowing how much the tired teachers would appreciate not
having to climb all those stairs.


Sitting down Harry was amused to see that The Hogwarts staff ended up on the
other side of the table, while those he considered advisors sat on his side.


"I know you all are tired and want nothing more to do than go clean up and
sleep, but I really do need to know what happened." Harry told them softly.


Looking amongst themselves for a moment all eyes ended up on professor
Flitwick since the headmistress was not there.


Sighing Filius leaned forward and asked. "Harry what do you know about what
is happening in the Wizarding world right now?"


Leaning back Harry thought for a moment. "Nothing really."


Waving his hand to encompass those to either side of him. "We have been
rather busy the past month and it's just now that things have become under
control enough that we can start looking past the here and now." Harry told
him.


"Minerva and I were afraid of something like that." Filius said.


"While some of the others have taken your words to mean you have left for
good and will not set foot back on British soil, thousands are fleeing to
hidden camps hoping that when you return you will be leading the rescue
missions to save them." Madam Hooch said tearfully.


Harry not sure how to respond to that little tidbit, shook his head as
Aloria told him. 'Hear them out maybe this time there is a real good reason
why they hope for rescue.'


Motioning for the diminutive professor to continue, Harry decided to with
hold judgment for now.


"I suppose it all started about two weeks ago, that is when the Wizengamot,
what was left of it any way formed a new ministry. The people rejoiced
thinking that finally they were going to get a government that would put
them first. And maybe they would have the time to stop and find out more
about your offer.

Then over the weekend the Wizengamot members who had not taken positions in
the new ministry disappeared. And their chamber was sealed, its like they
were never there to begin with.

Minerva did not like the way things seemed to be going, so she and a few of
the rest of us prepared to abandon Hogwarts.

We packed up the Library, and the offices and moved it all to the shrieking
shack and placed in under a modified Fidelius that has two secret keepers,
each having half the secret.

During that time we also constructed a secret tunnel that led out to
Hogsmeade and trapped it so that after our escape it would collapse." Filius
told the captivated audience.


Sighing he looked down "It would seem that Minerva's paranoia and urge to
get done with her plans as quick as possible was an omen."


Looking up now, tears trailing down his face Filius finished. "Three days
ago we heard that the ministry building in London disappeared, and as we
gathered in the headmistress's office we notice that a ministry force was
marching on the gates of Hogwarts, and fled just in time."


Harry turned to the almost hysterical snort coming from Professor Sprout.
"Like we could have missed them in their all silver robes."


Harry knew he was only getting a partial picture of what had happened, but
what he heard he knew he did not like one bit.


Before he had a chance to say anything Fred and George appeared in the
arrival area carrying a cloth wrapped bundle with a pulsing crystal poking
out one end.


Rapidly running up around and up the steps Fred placed the wrapped parcel
down in front of Harry.


As soon as Fred placed it down George was unwrapping the parcel to reveal a
pulsing crystal the size of a number three cauldron.


As a sign of how serious the matter was, the twins did not proceed with
their normal twin speak routine.


"After seeing all the profs show up beat to bloody hell and back, we decided
a quick look see was in order." Fred said.


"After ducking the fifth patrol in an hour we made or way to Honeydukes, and
after picking our way through the debris we made our way to where the
basement steps used to be and took turns levitating ourselves down, so we
could take the secret passage into Hogwarts." George told them.


"When we got to the end instead of steps leading up to the hump backed
witch, we found stairs leading down several levels to another tunnel, which
opened to a circular room that had this on a pedestal." Fred said as he
pointed to the crystal laying in front of Harry.


"Feeling a pull to take the crystal and run, we figured something wanted us
to take this out of there, and wrapped it up and turned to leave." George
told them looking very down as his brother finished.


"The thing is when we turned we saw this mirror that showed off the inside
of the castle and most of it looked dead, felt that way too." Fred finished.


"The question is what is it?" Molly asked as she flicked her finger at the
pulsing crystal.



"In all my years at Hogwarts I have never seen or heard of such a thing."
Filius replied as he stared at eh pulsing crystal.


Intrigued at the strange curiosity the crystal represented, Harry reached
out and laid his hand on it.


Feeling a flash of joy come from the crystal, Harry received a blend of
rapid fire emotions interweaved with images ending in such a strong feeling
of hope and yearning.


"This is Hogwarts soul." Harry whispered in awe.


"Merlin's beard." Exclaimed Filius Flitwick.


"How is such a thing possible?" Asked Professor Sprout.


"I knew Hogwarts was alive, but for this..." Madam Hooch whispered.


"She has been so alone for so long." Harry whispered.


Looking up he met Flitwick's gaze. "Ever since she cut the connection with
Dumbledore in my first year, when he refused to answer her warnings of
students in danger." Harry said in shock.


Standing up Harry carefully wrapped Hogwarts soul back up. "Excuse me for a
moment." As he shifted out of the room, carrying the precious cargo.


All the surprised questions being fired off stopped when Harry shifted back
in the room.


Sitting back down in his chair he looked back at every one looking at him.
"What?" Harry questioned.


"Harry dear where did you take Hogwarts?" Molly was the only one brave
enough to ask.


Smirking at eh others expression, Harry replied safely diverting further
questioning. "The safest place in the city, and Aloria is going to build her
a new housing and interface so she will have a voice also. That way she and
Aloria can plan out how she wishes the new school to be built, seeing it is
going to be her new body, I think she should have some say in the matter
Don't you?"


Getting serious once more Harry looked over the tired and exhausted
professors. "Now what to do with you lot."


Pulling her data pad over in front of her, Gran Longbottom scrolled through
a few of the pages listing open quarters before saying. "What if we place
them temporarily near the classrooms in the staff quarters?"


Smiling Harry told her. "Sounds good to me."


"I am sure you would all like a chance for a hot shower, and maybe a chance
to lie down and relax, so I am going to leave you in Gran's capable hands.
She will show you how to get to the dining hall and anything else that you
will need. Harry told them standing up as they left.


Sitting back down with his thoughts Harry did not notice the brief flash
accompanied by the arrival of someone new down in the arrival area.


Jack whistled in appreciation as he reappeared in the multi level arrival
room. Being told he would appear in some high tech city in some hidden place
he expected a dingy dark place.


Seeing a good looking young man sitting up on some type of half height
platform, with his eyes closed in thought, rubbing his temples, Jack picked
up his duffel from where he dropped it and walked along the wall to the edge
and seeing the five steps leading up climbed them.


Stopping in front of the eye candy Jack took a moment to scope the other out
before. "Hey there, can you give me some directions. I need to deliver
something to the guy in charge around here."


Having already sensed the presence on the other side of the table Harry
assumed it was someone he knew, giving him a moment to himself before
bringing some new catastrophe to his attention.


Harry's eyes flew open when the unrecognized voice asked to take him to his
leader.


Seeing the young teenager standing in front of him clothed in a sports
jacket and baseball cap Harry asked. "Who are you and what do you mean you
deliver something?"


Jack extended his hand across the table in friendship. "O'Neill, Jack
O'Neill."


Harry just stared at the youth across from him thinking what the bloody
hell.


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