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Sirius nervously played with the hem of his robes as he sat at the dining table with Remus. They were waiting for Madame bones to arrive for their meeting. He had done the ritual to become the head of the house of black earlier this evening and he was hoping to form an alliance with the house of bones along with many other houses. It was going to be a difficult feat though. No one thought Voldemort would ever be back, and most people would refuse to believe that it was a possibility. These were some of the people that Sirius hated the most. They refused to see the truth and face the facts, and instead, decided to live in blissful ignorance. These were the people that made it easier for the dark side to win, they didn't prepare themselves for any sort of war, and this lead to more death and more destruction.. The doorbell rang and Remus went to let Amelia in. As the two walked into the room Sirius stood up.

"Thank you for meeting with me today Madame bones". Sirius said lightly kissing her hand.

"Can I take your coat?" Amelia gave him a slight smile and passed him her coat.

"Thank you Mr black, or is it lord black now?". She asked.

"Lord black" Sirius said with a smile.

"I did the ritual earlier this evening".

The three sat down and tippy brought them a dinner of roast beef, boiled potatoes and salad. Once they had finished eating, they moved into the living room.

"Why exactly did you want to meet with me Lord black?" Amelia asked.

"First of all, please call me Sirius". He said with a kind smile.

"There's several reasons I've asked you to come today, and you most likely won't believe me at first but I have evidence to prove my theories. Will you hear me out until I've finished?" Sirius asked. Amelia briefly nodded her head and Sirius pulled two vials out of his pocket.

"I'd like to show you these memories of my godsons first two years at Hogwarts. I asked for them this morning. I want to show you these, because we believe that Voldemort is back". He stopped speaking at Amelia's outraged gasp.

"Of course he isn't back Sirius. He's been dead for 13 years". She said angrily. Holding his hands up Sirius nodded.

"I know, he's not back now. Not properly anyway but he will be soon. Please just watch the memories. They haven't been tampered with, you can have them checked if you like". Sirius said. After several long minutes, Amelia gave a resigned sigh and nodded her head. Sirius grabbed the pensive and put the first memory in. Remus grabbed a bottle of fire whiskey and three glasses. They were definitely going to need it.

Half an hour later Amelia finally emerged from the pensive. She was pale and shaking, and looked nothing like the stern, strong willed woman they knew. Remus silently passed her a glass of fire whiskey that she downed in one.

"What I want to know, is why Dumbledore would let a possessed man teach at Hogwarts. And why the bloody hell would he keep the philosophers stone here?" She asked in outrage.

"We'd like to know the answers to those questions as well". Sirius said, anger evident in his voice.

"Are you ready to see the second memory?" Remus asked kindly.

"I must warn you, it will be worse than the first".

"Maybe you should get another bottle of fire whiskey then". Amelia said before plunging her head into the pensive. She again, emerged pale and shaking and downed half the bottle of fire whiskey before finally relaxing against the couch.

"Do you have any idea how he managed to come back through the diary?" She asked.

"We're not quite sure yet, but we're looking into possibilities. If you have any ideas we'd seriously appreciate it" Remus said. Amelia nodded.

"I'll look into it. And I'll be Discreet"

"Thank you so much Amelia. You have no idea how much this means to us" Remus said with a big grin.

"There's actually another reason I asked you to come here" Sirius said.

"When Voldemort does come back, and he will, we'll be in war again. And I want to be more prepared this time. I was hoping our houses could form an alliance". Sirius said. Amelia grinned at him.

"That sounds like a brilliant idea. I imagine you'll be trying to ally with as many houses as possible?"

"Yes, and we'll start training people as well. We need to be as prepared as possible this time around".

Amelia grinned.

"Let's get to it then".

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Harry's Pov.

The room was silent for several minutes. Nobody could believe that Draco malfoy wanted to help them.

"You want to help us? Why?" Ron asked in confusion. Smirking Draco walked into the room, closely followed by Blaise zabini and Daphne greengrass.

"It's rather simple Weasley" he said rolling his eyes.

"Just because you think I'm just an arrogant slytherin doesn't mean that I'm dark you know. I may not like muggle borns or half breeds all that much, but I've recently been shown that there's a lot more to the world than pure blood agendas. Plus, we know things that could be beneficial to you. I think I know what you were going to say so get on with that and then we'll explain". Draco said dropping into one of the un occupied seats. Harry shared a glance with Hermione.

"Just give them a chance" she mouthed at him.

"Alright". Harry said uncertainly.

"As I was saying. Most of you will not like what I'm going to tell you. And you probably won't believe me but it is the truth. Voldemort will Return". He stopped speaking as almost everyone gasped.

"Oh come of it"

"It's just a bloody name". Fred and George said. Both rolling their eyes.

"And how do you know this Potter"? Roger asked.

"I've seen him. Several times".

The next hour passed quickly as he explained what had happened in his first years at Hogwarts, and once he'd finished talking, everyone believed him.

"D'you want to explain why you're here then?" Harry asked Draco.

"We don't exactly have any reason to trust you". Draco smirked and sat up.

"I know that. But I'm being honest. I'll swear it on my magic if you like" He said.

"Just explain why you're here" Harry said briskly.

"As many of you may know, my father was one of the dark lords most trusted allies" Draco began.

"My father loved being a death eater, and the thought of pure bloods taking control appealed to him very much. But he was young, and he hadn't seen much of the world. His views were skewed, he'd been brought up in a pure slytherin house after all. After the dark lord fell, my father had no place in the world. He was a suspected death eater, and he had no job as it had only been a few years since he graduated from Hogwarts. The ministry suspected my father of being a death eater and gave him a trial. He told the wizengamot that he had been put under the imperious curse and they let him go. After that he decided it would be best for us to hide for a few years. Despite his hatred for the muggle world, he knew it would be the safest place for us to go. He got a job working in a muggle super market, and he began to appreciate muggles more. This is when he realised that the dark lord was wrong. He was wrong to think muggles, half bloods and "dark" creatures were abominations. My fathered realised his mistakes and tried to make up for them. But eventually we had to move back to the wizarding world and my family had a part to play. It would be suspicious if we suddenly came back and took on a light agenda. So we played the part of slytherin purebloods. My father knows that Voldemort is trying to come back so. he decided the time was right to start allying ourselves with the light. That's why we're here". He said, gesturing to Blaise and Daphne.

Harry didn't know what to think. He hated Draco, everyone in the school new of their feuds. He didn't trust the slytherin whatsoever, but everyone deserves a second chance, don't they?

"Alright" Harry said carefully.

"I believe you. I'm assuming you know why we've all met up today"? Harry asked gesturing to the people in the room.

"You're getting a group of people to together to train for the war" Draco stated.

"That's the main idea. We're here today to figure out who's teaching what, and to sort out a schedule that suits everyone".

"So where exactly do we fit into this. I know we just decided to show up, but we'd actually like to help out. So what do you need us to do?" Blaise asked.

Harry and Hermione shared a glance. The only thing they needed help with was potions, and maybe a hand to hand combat teacher.

"There's two things we need. A potions teacher, and someone who's specialised in hand to hand combat and weapons training. That's it, unless you can think of anything else that would be beneficial?" Harry asked.

"I could teach potions" Blaise said hesitantly. "My mums a potions master socive been learning about potions since I was a little kid".

"And I could teach weapons and combat training" Daphne said confidently. "My parents wanted me to be able to defend myself in anyway possible". She said.

"Well that's settled then. What about you Draco?" Hermione asked.

"I have an idea, but I don't think you're going to like it. But just hear me out". Draco said. Everyone in the room agreed.

"I'm gonna ask you all a question. What's the difference between light and dark magic?"

"Dark magic is used to harm people. Whereas light magic is used for good". Roger Davies said confidently.

Draco shook his head.

"That's where you're wrong. There's not much difference between light and dark magic. It's just magic. It's the intention that makes it different. Most people think dark magic is evil but in fact it's just the people who use it that are evil".

"That's ridiculous, everyone knows dark magic is evil". Ron said.

"Okay, think about this way. If you used say, a summoning charm to summon a knife into someone, or used wingardium leviosa to drop someone out of a window, would that be classed as evil?" Draco asked Ron.

"Of course it would. You'd be hurting people."

"But those spells are "light" spells. Does that mean light spells are evil?" Draco asked cocking his head to the side. Ron spluttered,

"Well, I.. I don't know" he said in confusion.

"As I said. It's all about intention". Draco said with a smirk.

"What exactly are you getting at Malfoy?" Harry asked in irritation.

"I want to teach some dark magic". Draco said bluntly. Everyone stared at him aghast.

"You can't defeat dark magic until you know how to use it. I promise no harm will come to anyone".

"He may have a point Harry. I don't particularly want to use dark magic, but it may be useful. As long as it's not spells that torture people or anything". Hermione said. Harry still wasn't convinced. What Draco was saying was logical, but ever since he found out about the wizarding world he'd been told that dark magic was evil and shouldn't be used. Maybe it was something he should talk to Sirius and Remus about.

"I'll think about it. What Draco said made sense so, there's possibility we'll learn some, but it will only be easy stuff" Harry said. Draco quickly agreed and the group began discussing the students they'd be teaching. It took several hours for the meeting to end and everyone except trudged back to bed, some already half asleep. Harry snook back out through the one eyed witch passage way and made his way out to Hogsmeade where Remus was waiting for him.

"Did you have a good night?" Remus asked with a smile. Harry nodded and relayed the events of the night. Remus was shocked that Draco wanted to help them. He never would have thought that Lucius was repentant. Harry really believed that Draco was being serious, despite their past animosity, Harry could sense a difference in the slytherin.

They'd finally made it back to Remus' house and Harry decided to go to bed. It had been a long day after all.

The next morning Harry told Sirius all about the previous night over breakfast. Sirius seemed rather wary, but he told Harry that learning some dark magic could a be good thing. "You can't defend yourself against something unless you know how it works". Sirius told him.

Everything was going wonderfully for Harry, he'd never been happier. Having Sirius and Remus in his life had made him a million times happier than he ever was at the Dursleys, but despite how well things were going Harry knew that was all going to change soon, he could feel it. But no matter how bad things would get, he knew he could always count on those he loved.