Harry Potter and the Child of the Light

Harry stood with Serefina somewhere far outside of Hogwarts ground, in the middle of a forest. No one was around for miles and no one would be because it was so remote, not even campers ventured out this far. Everything was silent as Harry stood in concentration focusing his magical and magnetic energy. The silence was broken by a loud crack of energy as it connected with Harry.

"YAAAAAHHHHH!" Harry yelled as power cascaded over his body.

Sparks danced along his body and Harry let out a grunt as his body stretched and grew, twisting and turning. Soon he was an inch or two taller and more muscular. Scars appeared on his chest and tattoo black stripes went up along his arms and three were on the left side of his face. His hair turned from its usual messy black to a straight crimson hair with spiked bangs. Finally, a large scar appeared down the side of his face and over his eye and then he stopped yelling.

"Having fun?" Serefina inquired with a vampire-like grin. "I see you're going in your favorite form."

"I will be for a bit of the time now," Harry replied. "I'm tired of that stupid teenage body and going to these stupid classes. I learned a lot more advanced stuff in 756! Bloody hell, you'd think they'd have better classes nowadays. Of course they stopped teaching that stuff after the outbreak of dark wizards and witches in 814 but nonetheless... Of course I could go in my true form also..."

Serefina grinned and she grabbed his hand. With a flash of lightning, they disappeared.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Voldemort sat in his stone throne, twirling his wand in his hand and contemplating the next ingenious but completely inane plan to capture Harry Potter when there was a flash of light in the corner of his eye.

"What the hell?" he hissed in his snake-like voice.

The sound of Muggle gunfire broke him out of his stupor and he immediately raised his shields and summoned his Death Eaters. As he stepped forward bullets bounced off his shield as they ricocheted off the stone walls.

"Hello Tom," a voice stated in a calm voice.

He spun around and saw a red-haired man standing there with curses bouncing off of him, and a raven-haired woman fighting off attacking Death Eaters. The man was walking toward him and Voldemort found him vaguely familiar.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" demanded Voldemort.

The man just smiled and a chesterfield sofa appeared underneath him as he sat down. An end table appeared next to it and he grabbed a tea saucer that was on it, sipping lightly from the cup.

"Is that anyway to treat a guest?" the man admonished. "And I'm surprised you don't recognize me seeing as I've met you over forty times. You need a hint? July 18^th, 1979. Remember Tom? Do you remember?"

Voldemort's eyes widened in fury and he screamed, "YOU! I thought I had seen the last of you!"

"Oh come on, it was 16 years ago. Haven't you forgiven me for cutting your arms and legs off yet? I mean you grew them back Tom!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT AND WHO ARE YOU!?"

"You can call me Gene Starwind. Now I just plan to put your plans for world domination back a little, okay?"

With that, Gene, grabbed a knife as quick as lightning and threw it at Voldemort who laughed as he saw it coming. The knife pierced the shield that Voldemort had erected and caught him in the shoulder. As Voldemort pulled it out Gene, rushed him and broke through his shield, delivering a series of blows to him before he was able to strengthen his shield. Voldemort fell back to the safety of his throne, which had numerous protection charms on it. He watched as Gene dispatched a large amount of Death Eaters before grabbing a large rat on the floor, his servant Peter Pettigrew. The rat squealed in terror, but Gene put him to sleep and into his pocket.

"Serefina, let's go! I got what I came for!" Gene cried to his partner.

The woman nodded and grabbed his hand before the two disappeared in a flash of lightning, leaving Voldemort cursing and ordering his unhurt followers to find out everything they could about Gene Starwind.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

The Minister of Magic sputtered as he looked at the two people in his office in surprise.

"Who are you?" he stuttered.

"I'm Gene Starwind," the man said pulling a rat out of his pocket and casting a spell on the rat, which turned into a fat, balding man. "Meet Peter Pettigrew."

Fudge gasped, "But he's dead, Sirius Black killed him!"

"No he isn't, he framed Sirius Black. Before Black could attack with his wand, Pettigrew used his which he had been hiding behind his back. He cut off his finger and turned into a rat," Gene said. "Now Sere, do you have some Veritaserum on you?"

The woman nodded and threw Gene a vial, which he poured down the throat of the man.

"Enervate!" Gene stated, waking the man. "Is your name Peter Pettigrew?"

"Yes," the man said without hesitation. "What? You gave me Veritaserum! Dammit!"

"How many people are dead because of you?"

"Ninety-five. Shit!"

"Who was the Secret Keeper of Lily and James Potter?

"Me."

"How did this come to be?"

"Sirius had been the Secret Keeper but he thought it had been to obvious and told James to change it to me but only because he suspected Remus Lupin of being the traitor."

"Did Sirius Black kill those thirteen people?"

"No."

"Is Voldemort alive again?"

"Yes."

"How is this possible?"

"I used an ancient necromancy spell to resurrect him."

Then, Gene got a wicked grin on his face and said, "Are you gay?"

"Yes. HEY! Enough!"

Gene cast the spell that stopped the Veritaserum.

"See Minister?"

"But, but...How did you get him if he worked for Voldemort?" Fudge inquired.

"I entered his strong hold and attacked him and his Death Eaters and after a little while I got Pettigrew who was trying to escape. He's really not that strong right now, if we took care of him now it would be better, but give him a year and I expect him to be at full strength," Gene replied.

Fudge sputtered again and summoned the Aurors, and after telling them the story, had them take Pettigrew away.

"Now Cornelius, I want you to issue a statement in the Daily Prophet that Voldemort is alive and that Sirius Black is innocent of all charges, or else," Gene ordered.

Fudge gulped at the menacing tone and nodded quickly. "Yes sir. Shall I tell our correspondent in the Muggle world to issue a statement as well?"

Gene nodded and the two once again disappeared.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Sirius Black sat in a small cave, huddled over a fire and eating a can of beans thinking of how great it would be to see his godson and go back to his warm manor when a loud *POP!* broke him out of his reverie. He turned his head and saw a tall red-haired man standing there.

"W-who are you and how did you get past my apparition wards?!" Sirius demanded shakily, the lack of food getting to him.

The man smiled and a whirlwind of power surrounded him as he turned into a young man with messy black hair and glasses.

"It's me Sirius, Harry," he said running and enveloping Sirius in a hug. "You're free! I got Pettigrew!"

"Harry, but how? Where did you learn to transform like that? I've never heard of it before. And how did you get Pettigrew?" Sirius inquired confused.

Harry smiled and put a finger to his lips. "All in good time Sirius, we have to get you to somewhere warm and get some food in you, grab my hand."

Sirius did so and the two Disapparated with a pop.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Dumbledore was in his chambers looking at misbehavior reports when a knock on his chamber doors. He waved his hand and the doors opened allowing a ragged looking Sirius Black and a grinning Harry Potter to enter.

"Hello Albus," Harry stated with a grin. "Sirius is free."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and nodded, already getting an apology from the Minister of Magic.

"There's another thing Albus, I'd like to tell you and Sirius some stuff, the truth about what has happened, even if you think of me as a tool," Harry said quietly glancing at Sirius who was glaring at Dumbledore. "Well, it all started when I had a weird dream. I woke up with five symbols on my hand, a flame, a water droplet, a leaf, and a mountain surrounding a lightning bolt. The lightning bolt is my heritage, which you know about but Sirius does not. I am the descendant of quite a couple of people and I'll have Albus inform you of it later.

"Now, after my birthday a whirling tornado of energy appeared in my room and sucked me into it, hurtling me back in time to around the time of Merlin. He taught me quite a few ancient magicks and I spent twelve years there but my body didn't age a day. I may even be mentioned in history because I think I helped him out a couple of times in wars Arthur was involved in. After the twelve years was up I was sent to a magic school in the year 756 which I spent five years at before I was once again warped off. I landed in the middle of the African war, Benashila. It was between the two largest tribes in Africa at the time and other tribes had join sides and soon it was the south half against the north. You heard about that mysterious figure that put a stop to the war and single-handedly conjured enough food and water to keep the quarreling tribes fed for years to come? That was me.

"Next I was transported to this century and I met up with Voldemort more than a couple times, finally chopping his arms and legs off. I wasn't able to stop him from killing my folks though because the invisible force that makes sure that time flows smoothly held me back. After that I was once again transported except this time to a possible future, one where Voldemort had taken over. It was horrible and he was a billion times stronger than normal, I barely defeated him and I still wear the scar from that battle, he caught me across the eye in this form. Since that one I was bounced around time, fixing things that weren't supposed to happen but were because of eddies in the space-time continuum. I believe I saved you from being eaten by a giant bear Albus, and Sirius; I stopped you from being run over by a Muggle car. You see, the more important someone is in the possible timelines, the more sensitive they are to the eddies so I had to protect all my friends and even myself when I was younger.

"I gained many abilities throughout my time travel, including wandless magic, the ability to transform to my true form, shape-shifting, and some mind-reading too. After all of it, I'm around 500 years old and I hope to be able to teach Daemon and Serefina's class. They won't be here for too much longer, I summoned them into this dimension but an evil has emerged in their dimension and is calling them back. I'm monitoring it and if they need help I'll help but I don't think I'll have to for a while. The evil is called Baal, the Lord of Destruction. His brothers are there too, Diablo, the Lord of Terror, and Mephisto, the Lord of Pain.

"Another thing is that although the Gene Starwind form is my most common form, I have others. I was sent through a couple dimensions and ended up helping save each one. Most of the times that I changed, I became a Muggle, albeit one with lots of powers. Hell, I'm a couple of girls too. Many of the dimensions I went to are famous for being in Muggle comic books or something they call 'Japanese Anime'. I have a number of different forms and I shall show you my true form."

Harry concentrated and once again energy cascaded around his teenaged body. Blue bolts of lightning ran across him and slowly his appearance changed along with his clothing. A swirling blast of energy engulfed him and as it subsided a completely different person stood there. He was taller and had black hair and had a sword on his back along with a metal pole. He was more muscular and wore a pair of Muggle jeans and a black Muggle t-shirt, which were covered by a thin, pure white robe that had gold and black on the hems and trimmings. A large scar ran across his face from the forehead, over the eye, and down to his neck. Two large guns were on either side of his hips and he wore a bandoleer across his t-shirt, which held two smaller guns and a machine gun under his swords. Along with that, the metal pole mentioned earlier extended and out of its ends came green, superheated energy.

"My name is Kenzoku Raikidan in my true form. What about it Albus?"

The headmaster looked at him thoughtfully before nodding. "We'll have to make up an excuse for Harry's disappearance but you can tell who you'd like," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Why can't we tell the truth?" Harry inquired. "I can stay in my teenage form and still teach classes, go to classes, and do everything else. I'm used to fame even if I hate it and I'd rather like to see the look on Voldie's face when he finds out who I really am...Wait," he added, sensing something. "Shit, I must have riled him up; he's attacking a couple magical schools at once dividing some of his forces. And if you're wondering how I sense this it is because the Founders created many schools because they figured Hogwarts wasn't close enough to everyone. He's currently attacking Beaubaxtons, Durmstrang, Britva the Russian School, Salistino the Italian School, Balmuro the Spanish School, Lobelgut the German School, and Belvina the Australian School. Hmm, seems he knew that these were built by the founders. Well, I'll be right back."

With a grin Harry disappeared and a couple seconds later, seven headmasters stood confused in Dumbledore's office and over 2000 surprised students were in the Great Hall, which had been magically expanded.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

"The last thing I remembered was fending off fifty Death Eaters, which were attacking the school," the Australian headmaster Aramand Benshid pondered aloud. "I was doing okay but then I was surrounded. I saw the killing curse come right at me before I disappeared and was here."

"Yes," Dumbledore replied. "Voldemort attacked your schools and someone you know as Harry Potter Apparated to your school and brought you all to Hogwarts. Mr. Potter informs me that your schools are destroyed so you shall most likely have to stay here, now Harry is currently telling all the students and teachers what has happened and has expanded Hogwarts with thirty two new dorms so they can go to bed afterwards. I plan to announce what happened tomorrow."

The headmasters pondered this for a moment before agreeing and all going off to try and help Harry with the rambunctious group of kids they all taught.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

As the sun rose over Hogwarts there was much talking. Students entered the Great Hall to find thirty-two new tables all with a sign over them saying what house they were. Many, many new students were sitting at these tables looking curiously at the Hogwarts tables and other tables. As the rest of the students arrived, Dumbledore stood up and looked over the large group of students.

"STUDENTS!" Dumbledore yelled over the chatter of all the students who were wondering who the new people were.

Everyone immediately stopped because it was rare that Dumbledore raised his voice and when he did you agreed right away.

"Thank you," Dumbledore said in his normal voice. "I am positive you have all noticed the new students. The Dark Lord, Voldemort, attacked their schools and they will be staying here for the rest of the term while their schools are rebuilt. Classes will not be held for two days because the teachers will be holding joint conferences on what they're going to teach. Now many will wonder about how this will affect Quidditch and I tell you not to worry, everything has been planned and the first match of the season is Begaerlig versus Udholdende. The rest shall go like this.

Allat vs. Sagaciter

Bopoh vs. Matek

Variazione vs. Gyogyito

Slytherin vs. Sagace

Doux vs. Kermesse

Forstandig vs. Ravenclaw

Maneastrum vs. Viridis

Stelle vs. Hufflepuff

Gros vs. Puniceus

Puteulanus vs. Telum

Jmex vs. Gryffindor

Velero vs. Gapyck

Croceus vs. Neb

Ensis vs. Fekete

Mucro vs. Modig

Futuro vs. Veleno

And the winner of those matches shall go on to fight others until it is narrowed down to two teams. If you are wondering what house belongs to what school so I shall tell you which is which; Croceus, Puniceus, Puteulanus, and Viridis are from the Australian school Belvina. Ensis, Mucro, Telum, and Maneastrum are from the Spanish school Balmuro. Matek, Gyogito, Fekete, and Allat are from the Bulagarian school Durmstrang. Sagace, Kermesse, Doux, and Gros are from the French school Beubaxtons. Variazone, Stelle, Futuro, and Veleno are from the Italian school Salistino. Bopoh, Gapyck, Neb, and Jmex are from the Russian school Britva. Begaerlig, Modig, Forstandig, and Udholdende are from the German school Lobelgut. Now I know that many of you are eager to get eating so, dig in!"

Harry turned to Ron and Hermione. "What do you guys want to do today?" Harry inquired.

"I don't know about you two, but I'm going to meet some of the students from the other schools," Hermione said. "It really sucks that Voldemort attacked their schools but it's cool that they're here."

"Me too," Ron added. "I want to meet some of these people."

Harry agreed and after breakfast, the three set out through Hogwarts to talk to the transfers. The first ones they came across however were walking with Draco who was looking rather smug. These particular students looked rich and mean, and Harry recognized them as the children of Death Eaters.

Draco turned to them and said in French, "C'est potier de Harry Potter, son ami d'pauvre-âne et un mudblood."

One nodded and replied, "L'ampèreheure, une putain slave, est qui ce qui mon père dit des mudbloods sont."

Harry was the only one who understood all of it, the others only understanding Harry Potter and mudblood. Ron stepped forward but Harry held out a hand a stopped him.

"Fermé vers le haut tout le vous avant que je devienne fâché. Petit furet ennuyant." Harry said with a placid face. He had learned that you had to a good supply of placid faces when dealing with Draco Malfoy.

Harry calmly took out his wand and pointed at the three of them. "Transformati funf furet."

The five students were promptly turned into ferrets.

"Ciao!" Harry said with a grin before the three ran off.

As the trio continued along the hallway they ran into Gabrielle Delacour who was accompanied by Ginny, Dennis, and Colin.

Ron leaned over so his mouth was next to Harry's ear and whispered, "Looks like the 'Harry Potter Fan club' is back."

Harry batted him away and after a brief exchange with the four people they once again went off in search of people. The day ended with the trio having made friends with many people although the Slytherin-based houses generally stayed away from them. Harry's favorite new friends were a girl named Joanna and a boy named Timothy, both from the Australian school.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

It was two days later and the rest of the school excluding Harry was anxiously awaiting the arrival of Daemon in the Dueling Classroom. It was three minutes later when Dumbledore walked in and cast the Sonorus spell on himself.

"People," Dumbledore called out, quieting everybody down. "I'm afraid Professor Daemon will not be here anymore, he and Professor Serefina had pressing business somewhere and I would like to announce the new Dueling Class and DADA teacher. Many of you may object to this but I assure you the new teacher is even better taught than Professor Daemon and Professor Serefina. Harry Potter."

Harry took his cue and separated from the rest of the group, walking up to join the headmaster as whispers and eyes followed him.

Harry quickly cast the spell on himself and began to speak to the group of students, "My fellow students, I am glad to be the new teacher and I would like to say a few things in accord with this. If you disagree that I am teaching or are worried about being pushed even harder than Professor Daemon pushed you, I urge you to leave now," he paused as there was a lot of shuffling and about ½ of the people left. "Now that we have gotten those who do not wish to be here I will give you a brief description of the new course outline. Every morning at 5 a.m. you shall go running with me and you must run if you wish to pass the course. After that there is breakfast and your usual classes. This class will from now on, be at the end of all the other classes. Now, if you still chose to be in the class, you shall meet here, everyday at 7:00 p.m. You will be drilled until you cannot stand and you will face fear unimaginable to you right now. You will come across dummies that use Imperious and Cruciatus and you will have to learn to fight it off. You will face your worst fears and I seriously doubt that the Hospital Wing will ever be empty for the rest of the term." Harry took another quick pause to look over the crowd, which had been slowly diminishing after the first time. "You should not be afraid of pain and expect broken bones and bad injuries if you continue with this class. After two weeks of training there shall be a large dueling tournament in which the winner will face me and I repeat everyone, will get at least some kind of prize. Do not be surprised if sometimes you see other teachers here or students that aren't in here usually for some teachers will be doing joint teaching with me such as during the healing unit, Prof. Sprout, Prof. Flitwick and Prof. Snape shall be in here along with their seventh year classes. I urge the doubtful to leave now or forever hold your peace."

Harry watched as the ground once again began to thin and soon all that was left, were twenty people all looking rather shaky. Most were from Hogwarts because the other schools had already been trained in dueling, or at least they thought they had been trained. They hadn't been through anything like this before. Harry quickly wrote down a list of them:

Hermione Granger

Ronald Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Cho Chang

Draco Malfoy

Roger Davies

Alicia Spinnet

Blaise Zabini

Joanna Brills

Timothy Orlens

Arnold Paleson

Lisa Kudrow

James Wowbagger

Andy Larson

Melinda Mantako

Pierre Flavsie

Gerrard Dwitelles

As he wrote down the last name he quickly enchanted a hat to fill with ten names and then had ten different people come up and choose one. It ended up with:

Neville Longbottom vs. Draco Malfoy

Joanna Brills vs. Blaise Zabini

Melinda Mantako vs. Roger Davies

Arnold Paleson vs. George Weasley

Andy Larson vs. Fred Weasley

James Wowbagger vs. Hermione granger

Pierre Flavsie vs. Cho Chang

Gerrard Dwitelles vs. Ginny Weasley

Alicia Spinnet vs. Lisa Kudrow

Ronald Weasley vs. Timothy Orlens

Everyone looked at their opponents carefully, sizing them up. Draco was sneering at Neville and Neville was sneering right back. Harry stood back up again and after getting everyone settled down he grinned.

"Now that everything is decided I would like you all to go to your dorms to study or rest, it is up to you," said Harry, dismissing the class.

As the class left Harry heard a whistling sound and spun around catching an arrow that had been flying at him in midair. The students turned around in surprise to see a crowd of women in gray armor run out and start to attack Harry. Some turned to help but Harry quickly cast a wandless spell that protected the class but stopped them from moving. Harry vaguely recognized the monsters from the stories Daemon had told and Harry finally realized what had happened. By bringing Daemon and Serefina over here had allowed a tear to open in the multiverse and these monsters had come through. Harry truly hoped that the Prime Evils from Daemon's world didn't come over also or all hell would break loose.

Harry withdrew his sword from its sheath and sliced the first one in half, dancing under their angry attacks. He sidestepped another arrow and chopped the head off of the one who shot it. Without missing a beat he sped up his attacks using the moves Daemon had taught him and quickly hacked through the enemies so fast that the class could only see a blur. As Harry slowed the class could see he was panting and nursing a wound on his chest that one of the things had left. Harry hoped to God that only these creatures had gotten through the tear but a deep booming voice that embodied hell itself cried out relieving him of any doubt.

"I Diablo, the Lord of Terror claim this planet and any of you puny mortals who shall fight me come forward now," the voice cried out.

Harry knew that the situation was turning bad quick and cast another spell that sent all of the people in the school down to the underground bunker he had built. He Apparated out of the school and gasped in horror at the three creatures before him. The first was a minotaur-like creature that towered over him at 10 feet. Horns protruded from the side of its head in a bull fashion while a unicorn type horn extended above them. Seven spikes grew out of its shoulders and it was blood red.

The second creature was taller but less hideous, it being 11 feet tall with an old, zombie like face. Blood dripped from its mouth and yellow rotted teeth stuck out in every direction. Six spikes protruded from its head and a black aura surrounded it.

The third creature was perhaps the ugliest; being 8 feet tall it had a fat face that was decayed worse than the other creatures' face. Long tentacles covered in slime grew out of its head in a hair-imitation and they squiggled around each tentacle having considerable strength. A large reptilian tail swooshed behind it.

"We are the Prime Evils!" the second creature boomed. "I am Baal, Lord of Destruction!"

"I am Mephisto, the Lord of Pain!" the third creature screamed in a hideous groaning voice.

Harry stepped back and grinned despite the situation. No matter what the situation and no matter what the creature, it seemed that evil people always had time to boast.

"Good for you," he said clapping and drawing their attention. "I'm Kenzoku Raikidan; would you allow me to prepare for this fight before we begin?"

The three looked at each other before nodding and Harry concentrated before the whirlwind of energy enveloped him, turning him into his true form.

"Ah, much better. Now how about I call some friends and you can call some of yours, hmn?" he inquired with a grin. "DAEMON, SEREFINA, VAENIER, LYLYA, RATHMA!"

Out of the tear stepped five people, the first two already known. The third had an aura of power and authority around him that just told you to do what he said. He wore skintight armor and held a giant shield along with a long, thin blade.

The fourth was a woman who had only a bra and a thong on along with some jewelry. She held a large bow and many arrows in her quiver. Long red hair flowed gently around her and she was fast as a cheetah.

The fifth was a man and he wore black leather shirt, leather pants, and a leather trench coat. All held different bits of bones and odds and ends and in his hand he held a wand/dagger that he was cutting his hand with. He smelled of death and destruction and then suddenly twelve skeletons popped out of the ground around him along with a golem that was made of fire.

Daemon walked up to Harry grinning, "Nice going Harry, give the Prime Evils a chance to escape into another world, smooth."

"Listen Daemon, just take care of Baal. I'll take care of Diablo and Serefina should take Mephisto. Have Lylya, Rathma, and Vaenier hold back their minions, I can't transform right now because the entire school can see us from the bunker I built."

Daemon nodded looking grim and drew his sword before rushing at Baal and slashing him across the face. The creature let out an awful cry and ran after Daemon who was retreating away form the battlefield.

Serefina threw a large ball of energy at Mephisto and led him away in the opposite direction as Harry stepped forward, facing Diablo.

"So, you're Diablo, huh? Look a little weak to me," stated Harry with a grin.

He jumped back as the creature roared and threw his fist down.

"This should be fun," Harry cried, grinning like a maniac.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Daemon stood still, watching Baal run at him in fury but Daemon just moved out of the way causing Mephisto to become even angrier.

"STAY STILL!" he cried in its screeching voice.

Daemon concentrated before take out two smaller swords and hacking and slashing Baal on one side before he moved with super human speed to the other and continued his assault. Baal groaned under the constant blows before it swished its tail, catching Daemon off guard and slamming him into a tree. Baal laughed as Daemon slumped over and he approached the fallen warrior not seeing any signs of movement. Just before he grabbed Daemon, preparing to eat him, he was met by a powerful uppercut, slamming his jaws shut and throwing him backwards.

"It's not over yet," Daemon growled, wiping blood from his mouth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Serefina cackled, sending a continuous stream of lightning at her opponent who was angrily trying to catch her in midair. Mephisto was getting angrier by the second but unlike Baal who got less accurate when he was angry, Mephisto got more and more accurate, using his anger as a fuel to fight. The tall creature finally grabbed the woman and pulled her towards him, enjoying watching her squirm in pain as he tightened his grip. He continued to tighten his grip until he heard a satisfying crack and brought the injured human towards his mouth, only to receive a large blast of fire that went straight down his throat and burned his insides. He cried in pain and dropped his catch before doubling over. Serefina who was nursing a broken arm was very pissed off. Now, there's one thing you don't want, and that's a pissed of sorceress at her level. Raising her staff she pointed it at the fallen beast and let loose giant bolts of lightning at it, her anger only making her power grow stronger. The stench of burning flesh filled the air and suddenly Mephisto exploded, the heat and energy ripping him apart

Serefina wiped some of the gunk that had showered her off and grinned, "Never piss me off."

With that, she set off to help Rathma and the others.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Rathma and his skeletal army were currently being pushed back by the continuous tide of monsters and they were beginning to tire. Luckily it was at that time that Vaenier decided to use his most powerful attack, Fist of the Heavens. He floated up above the crowd, the energy of God swirling around him and finally converging at his sword. Pointing it at the large crowd of monsters he released a giant bolt of lightning that exploded into thousands of shafts of light that killed any lesser evil they touched. They had little to celebrate though for Lylyla pointed out a large group of monsters coming their way before sending more arrows at them.

"Dammit! We need Harry to kill Diablo for this to end!" Rathma yelled before calling up more soldiers. "I do hope he is alright."

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Harry fell backwards as Diablo hit him again, this time fracturing his jaw. He groaned but stood up and pointed his sword at Diablo and sending shards of ice at him. He was caught by another blow and he felt his ribs crack with the blow and he gasped for air. He got up slower this time but he was royally pissed off and pointed his sword/wand at the giant thing.

"MAXIMUS REDUCTO!" he yelled before shielding himself.

A giant explosion hit Diablo and tore him apart, destroying him and his soul stone. Harry grinned with glee thinking the battle won as the monsters retreated but he didn't know how wrong he was. A blow caught him from behind and he landed ten feet away, face down in the dirt with blood flowing freely from his head. He coughed and blood spewed out of his mouth. Struggling to get up he turned around to see Baal, holding a limp Daemon.

"Your friend put up quite a fight, but you see, I gain the power of my brothers once they are killed and he was no match for me then." Baal laughed, throwing Daemon beside Harry.

Harry stood up angrily and sent a barrage of curses at Baal who merely laughed and deflected them. Baal disappeared and Harry spun around to get a fist in the face and he flew backwards. Just as he was about land, Baal got ahead of him and kicked him sending him flying again. He felt he his lung being punctured by a broken rib and he groaned, struggling to stand up and looked at Baal wearily. He tried to summon the strength to go dragon but he just couldn't and he resigned to die as he felt Baal send blow after crushing blow at him, sending him flying in every direction. Harry finally ended up landing beside Daemon and he heard Baal laughing at the sound of his arm cracking finally.

"Ah, how cute, I guess it'll make a perfect burial, having you both side by side." Baal chuckled in a deep crackly voice.

Tears filled Harry's eyes and he laid a hand on Daemon, who was engulfed suddenly by a golden aura. The same golden aura lifted Harry upwards and he walked towards Baal, his arm hanging limply at his side. An emerald fire had filled Harry's eyes and Baal stepped backwards warily.

"FIRST YOU WREAK HAVOC ON ONE WORLD, THEN ANOTHER, AND NOW YOU KILL MY FRIEND!" Harry screamed and his voice filled with hate and power. He drew his sword which now was blazing with golden fire and ran at Baal. "TAKE THIS BAAL! MY LOVE, MY SORROW, AND ALL OF MY ANGER! HAAAAA!"

The sword pierced through Baal's stomach and Harry cast a spell he knew would end the battle, although his life would be at risk. It didn't matter to him anymore, he knew Voldemort would die and he knew that he had to stop Baal from gaining more power and opening the tear in the multiverse enough to take over all dimensions.

"TILTOWAIT!" he screamed.

For a moment it seemed time stood still as all the power rushed out of Harry's body and collided with Baal. An orb formed where the energy met him and it grew, and continued to grow until it was the size of Hogwarts itself.

"DIE!" Harry screamed with his last ounce of strength.

The orb exploded and those who witnessed it and had kept their eyesight after the first bright flash swore that Baal was lifted bodily up over 500 miles and sent straight down before he exploded. No one was celebrating, Rathma, Lylyla, Serefina, and Vaenier lay on the ground injured horribly but alive and Harry Potter collapsed to the ground, his task accomplished.

The last words out of his mouth were, "Peace...at last."

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Sorry, I know this is shorter than the other chapter but it just ended up that way, I promise to make the next chapter really long to make up for this. I hope you enjoyed it and I will tell you that this isn't the end of the story. I won't tell you if Harry's dead or alive because it would be simple to continue if he were dead, or if he were alive, but the story will continue. So until next time ADIOS AND R&R!!