Nameless Quill

They were all standing there; my mind wasn’t fully gone as I recognized Sirius leaning against the wall, a cold smirk on his features, his eyes blazing as he watched the two others struggle. “Snape, just go! Just--- damn you, Sirius--- just get out of here now!” My ears perked. That was James shoving Snape backwards, his wand abandoned by his feet. I issued another growl and stepped forward again ...

The Dark Lord has discovered the Prophecy and will become immortal by the next full moon. A note given by a nameless sender throws Harry into a whirlwind of events to race against time to become immortal himself. Tossed into the heart of an unknown culture, he is given a new ally, a quirky alchemist, and a goal of defeating a man who is feared by a society of long-lost gods. Can the Boy-Who-Lived-Despite-Everything make it through this one last adventure, or will the full moon rise upon the endless reign of the Dark Lord's terror?