James Potter and the Half Blood Hallway

Thirty

"Scorpius are you serious!" asked Al. "Why?"
"I just have this feeling," he replied. "Tyson said it was important."
"We can't just go in there alone!"
"We have to! It - it might tell us something. Tonight. It's our last chance to figure out the last line in that prophecy."
"He's right," said James. "We have to."Al hesitated.
"Al," James said, facing his brother, for once not joking. "Jackson would want us to."
"Okay..." James nodded slowly.
"Meet at the Entrence Hall as soon as everyone else falls asleep. Here, Scorpius, take this, we'll use the map." Scorpius tucked the Invisability Cloke inside his robes, not bothering to ask how James had gotten a hold of either of the objects.

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        When night fell, the three boys were standing under the Cloke of Invisability at the Entrence Hall.
"Alright, come on then," whispered James. The younger boys stayed quiet, not trusting themselves to speak. They were sneaking across the lawn when Albus tensed.
"It's a lot scary at night," he mumbled, mostly to himself.
"S'okay," muttered James, somehow sounding braver than he felt. "It's just...Hades right?" A wind rippled through the air and James mentally cursed himself. Names held power. That was apparently a dangerous one...yet somehow James doubted the shadows were the Lord of the Underworld's doing, though Albus seemed to believe it....momentarily.

Now they were staring into the forest, cloke off.
"M - maybe this wasn't the smartest thing..." Scorpius trailed off.
"It was your idea remember?" whispered James out of the corner of his mouth. He was trying to consentrate on listening for the voice. Nothing...yet.
"Do you remember the way?" he asked. Scorpius nodded feebly. James nodded to him incourgingly. Shakily, he began to take the lead. Al stayed close to James,  Scorpius looking back every few seconds to make sure they were still there, both of them jumping at every sound that was heard.
"James...." came Albus's voice, small and fragil. James looked at his younger brother.
"It'll be alright," he told him, hoping he wasn't lying. Albus seemed to sense this.
"A-aren't you scared?" James paused for a moment.
"Yes," he admitted. "But if we let that stop us then we can't win can we?"
"I - I guess not..." A twing snapped. Scorpius yelped. Albus jumped behind James, but James just chuckled, reckionizing the faint white glow coming off the creature.
"It's just Gus." Gus waved at them.
"R-right...J-just G-Gus..." stuttered Scorpius. James felt like an idiot. Here he was trying to keep Al from getting to scared when poor Scorpius didn't even have a brother to reassure him.

He tried for a winning smile.
"C'mon, Gus you can come too. We might need you. Lead the way Mr. GPS."
"What's that?" asked Scorpius, confused.
"You. Let's get going." Scorpius cocked his head to the side in a questioning manor, but nontheless he had forgotten his fears. Al was grinning too. The group of three, pluss one, serged forward deeper into the foresst. It wasn't long before they came upon the clearing.

The once frozen dust was no freely blowing in the wind of the cold, dark night. Scorpius gulped.
"W-well," he said, his voice trumbling. "We-we're h-here...."
"Don't move," whispered James urgently. He felt it. The same viod like pull he had sensed in that room... he was here, watching them. "Stay close to Gus," James ordered.
"James, what - " started Al, but James pushed him toward the giant and shushed him.
"Keep hiden." They hid in the shadows, watching as James as he stood there, hesitating.
"You do not realise your mistake, James Potter," hissed a cold voice. James clenched his fist and set his jaw.
"I am the shadows! You are a fool to hide your friends there!"
"Gus can take you," James shot back.
"Oh, but I don't think he can. You see, no one can. Perhapes, after tonight, should you myricasly live, you will understand why." A figure stepped out from the shadows, hovering just above the masive hole in the Earth. James raised an eyebrow at him.
"Who are you then? And what happened to wanting me to join you?"
"You had your chances, boy!"
"James!" came Albus's trembling voice. "What's going on?" The figure laughed, but the laughter seemed to be coming from all around them.
"Yes, James. Do tell. What is going on?" James glared at the figure.
"Gus," he said through gritted teeth. "Will you take care of this guy?" The gaint stepped forawrd, sucking in a deep breath, ready to freeze the viod man, but all of a sudden the shadows engulfed him until he was nothing more than a pile of golden monster dust.
"NO!" screamed James. "GUS!" The figure smirked amusedly.
"Interesting..." he mused. His eyes settled on Albus and Scorpius, particulary Albus.
"Don't even think about it!" growled James. His black hole like laughter filled the foresst again.
"Don't you see, James? I already have."

Darkness grew closer to them, wrapping itself around the two terrifed first year boys just as it had done to Gus only seconds before. Albus stared around wildly, while Scorpius just stared at the shadows with a look of horror on his face. He had gone quite pale. Acctually, James thought it both unhealthy and unnatural for a human being to look that pale.
"James!" Al scriekd. "James!"
"Albus!" yelled James, leaping to his brother's aid, but when he reached him he wasn't there. James turned on the viod man, outraged.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM!?!"
"A bit tempermental, are we?"
"I'LL SHOW YOU TEMERMENTAL YOU SLIMBALL! GIVE ME BACK MY BROTHER!!!"
"Of coarse, but which is the correct one you want? Choose wisely, James, because whatever you choose...." The void man grinned wickedly. "is what you'll get." James gritted his teeth in anger. There were now over a thousand Albus Potters filling the clearing of the foresst. No. Only one was his brother. The others weren't real. This man, who ever he was, was messing with him.
"James!" Al's terrfied voice rang out everywhere. Slowly, James turned in a circle.
"None of these," said James clearly to the figure in the middle of the clearing. "None of these are my brother." Somehow, he kept his voice steady, dispite his anger and fear.
"And I won't play anymore games!" he continued stirnly. "Now, what have you done with my brother and Scorpius?" The figure, however, only seemed ammused by this.
"Hmm, what gave it away?" he asked, waving his hand, causing the Als to disappear.
"Because those clones of yours don't have the same eyes as Al. He has our father's eyes. Now for the last time, Where is my brother!?"

The figure was suddenly standing behind James. James twirled around and glared at the viod man.
"And who are you?"
"I, James Potter, am the creater of all things. Do you know what that means, Hmm?"
"You get a gold mental?" suggested James annoyedly. Viod Man merely chuckled again, causing James to want to smack him, as he was now close enough to do so.
"It means that I know everything - where you are and what you're doing, every second of everyday. I am rising, James Potter and when I do, there will be terror, there will be fear. Fear of my name. Chaos!" The Viod Man spread his arms wide, like he was expecting applude, but James didn't oblioge. "Chaos will spread through the streets like a wild fire and there will be nothing you can do to stop it! Ha! Ha! Ha -"

Chaos suddenly stopped laughing when a load of golden sand filled his mouth. He spat it out, ferious.
"Pah! You little - "
"I didn't do it," grinned James. He turned to face the hole again and made a sound somewhere between sucking in a breath and gasping. The dust! It was glowing brightly, shinning a golden light upon them and anything within a hundred mile radius.
"ACK! This is not happening!" yelped Chaos in frestration. James watched in awe as the golden dust came to join in the middle of the hole in the clearing, peicing themselves together in a humniod form. Soon, James could desipher the figure more clearly. He made it out to be a beatiful young woman, around the age of twenty or so, with long blonde hair pulled back into a high poney tail, and sharp grey eyes. She wore a Greek style dress and losts of jewlery. Even when she was in soild humaniod form, she still seemed to be glowing with power. She looked at her shelf carefully and sighed.
"I wish Aphrodite would not pick my clothing. No matter, I shall change latter. Ah, Chaos, what a not so pleasent surprise."
"The same to you, Daughter of Athena," sneered Chaos. Summa whipped out a wand and a dagger.
"Let's get this over with, shall we?"
"Not today my old...friend," said Chaos carefully. "There will be a time for chaos, but that time is not today. " He turned back to James. "I leave you, James Potter, with only this. I will rise and I will not hesitate next time to destory both you and your brother." The dark, chillingness seemed to fade. Scorpius and Al lay on the ground unconcious.
"Al!" James ran to his brother's side.
"Don't touch him. He needs help. They both do. Come, Son of Harry Potter, let us bring them home," said Summa kindly. At first James thought she meant home, as in Grimrald Place, but then he realised she meant Hogwarts. She did a levitastion spell on them, so that there was no direct contact.

On the walk back, James kept his head down, not saying a word, dispite the fact that there was an extremely pretty and powerful woman walking next to him.
"They are not dead, Hero," Summa said in her soft, magical voice, smiling down at him, her eyes suddenly seeming not so scary. James looked up at her and shook his head.
"I'm not a hero," he said.
"Maybe not yet, but deep down you are a hero." James focused his gaze on anything infront of him - anything other than the Greek lady that just rose from the dead or the two floating bodied behind them.
"I almost got them killed," he said. "For all I know they might still die! How would ever explain that to my parents!"
"It is like a brother a worry. I had many. I know. I worried for them as well, but what is going to happen will always happen, James. You cannot deny fate."