A/N: Okay, so this is the last part of my trilogy. Harry Potter and the Enemies from Azkaban is the follow-up for both Wall of Ishels and Star of Darkness. There is no great mystery in this last part of the series, but I hope you enjoy the fic!

Chapter One- An unexpected visit

Harry woke up and grinned. Hermione was lying next to him, wide awake.

"How long have you been up?" Harry yawned.

"A few minutes ago," Hermione grinned. "It's very late."

"I hate jet-lag, next time I will just disapparate," Harry groaned and kissed Hermione's forehead. "We had a good time in Russia."

"We sure did," Hermione chuckled. "You had those amateur wizards awed when you told them about the Wall of Ishels."

Harry smiled at Hermione and sighed loudly. "I can't believe we have been dating for a month," Harry said.

"Wow, it's a world record," Hermione mocked. Harry laughed and put his arms around Hermione, kissing her gently.

Harry's alarm clock went off and he frowned. "You put on the alarm?" he asked to Hermione.

Hermione shrugged and got out of bed. She put on her bathrobe and tied her hair into a ponytail. "So, are you going to the meeting with Remigius Stocklard?" she asked curiously as Harry put on his glasses. "Funny it's on Sautrday."

"Yeah, it's at four o'clock," Harry said, standing up. "I hope I get the job."

Harry and Hermione went the kitchen, and Hermione started fixing coffee. "And Stocklard's office belongs to the Ministry?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, it's almost like the Auror Office," Harry explained. "With the great improvement that Percy is not my boss. It's a new project, and when Stocklard's office gets stronger and solid, it will become an independent office. It's a very good idea."

"I agree," Hermione said. "Pity you won't be in the Ministry, I could sneak away from my office and go to yours."

"I know," Harry said as he kissed Hermione. "That's the bad part. But my the office is not that far away from the Ministry."

"I'll think about it," Hermione said maliciously.

Later, at Remigius Stocklard's Office.

"Well, Potter, you are a sight for sore eyes."

Remigius Stocklard was a very tall man with short gray hair and a heavy mustache. He was grinning from ear to ear, and walked over to Harry.

Harry glanced around and saw that the office wasn't as big as the Auror Headquarters, but Harry knew he would get used to it… if he got the job.

"I couldn't believe it when I got your owl, sir," Harry said as they walked down a long hallway. "I have heard so much about you." (A/N: This is true, Harry had heard a big deal about Remigius, in case you are wondering. He is briefly mentioned in Chapter 12 of "HP and the Star of Darkness", when Harry resigns.)

"I assure you I can say the same about you," Remigius chuckled as they arrived to a heavy oak door at the end of the hallway. Engraved in golden letters was: Remigius Stocklard, Order of Merlin First Class, Most Distinguished Head Auror…

"Don't let the titles impress you," Remigius said as they entered his office. "That's what they are, just titles. And please, Harry, don't call me sir. I'm just forty years older than you."

Harry chuckled and sat down. "Well, Harry, I want you to work with me because you have first-hand experience related to fighting dark forces," Remigius said in a proud tone. "You are the kind of wizard I need for my office. The faster we get good results, the faster we will get free from the Ministry."

"I understand," Harry said. "What kind of work am I supposed to do?"

"The same you did when you were Head Auror," Remigius said. " Even though Voldemort is now gone, dark forces are still around. We have to be careful. Have you seen today's Prophet?"

Harry shook his head and Remigius took out something from a drawer. "I have to tell you that this will be quite unpleasant," Remigius warned.

Harry took the Prophet and unfolded it. His stomach dropped and he felt light-headed.

DANGEROUS PRISONERS ESCAPE FROM AZKABAN

Two pictures were under the headline. In one photograph appeared Stephanie Navitek, the woman that had murdered her father and kidnapped Marissa Corner, and in the other one Kropp Remarque was looking sulky and his eyes were narrowed.

A convicted murderer and a magical creatures hater have fled from Azkaban last night, causing panic in the Ministry. Stephanie Navitek was captured two months ago, convicted of the murder of her father and of a house elf. Kropp Remarque was the leader of a society that attempted against the lives of magical creatures.

People are warned that the criminals are extremely dangerous, and are carrying a wand---

"Remarque and Navitek?" Harry gasped.

"They were neighbors in Azkaban," Remigius said darkly. " Stupid guards. Anyway, I know who are they looking for, Potter."

Harry stared blankly at Remigius, who nodded gravely. "You were the one that put them behind bars," Remigius said. "It's not that difficult to put the pieces in place."

Harry said nothing and Remigius sighed. "I'm seeing this situation from the convenient side," Remigius said. "The selfish side, if you want to call it like that. If we catch Navitek and Remarque before the Aurors do, we are out of the Ministry. We will be independent. And I need you, Potter. You are the one that captured them. You can do it again."

"Last time I didn't do it on my own, Remigius," Harry said. "When Remarque was captured, my whole team was there. It was the same with Navitek."

Remigius gave him an odd smile. "What if I told you that I have a member of your old team in this? Would you accept the job?"

Harry frowned. "What? Who?"

"Who it is doesn't matter," Remigius said shortly. "What matters is that you accept my offer. And let's face it, you won't get any job in London after Percy Weasley's hate campaign against you."

Harry knew Remigius was right. "Okay," Harry said. "I accept the job."

Remigius and Harry shook hands and Harry stood up. "When do you want me to start?" Harry asked.

"Well, I hope you're still alive by Monday," Remigius chuckled. "You think you can make it until then?"

"I'll try," Harry said.

"I see that I'm a forgetful old man," Remigius said, sounding disappointed. "I was going to give you some files and I forgot them. Can I send them later to your apartment?"

"Sure, no problem," Harry grinned. "Well, I must get going. Until Monday, then."

"Monday," Remigius agreed.

Later, at Harry's apartment.

"That sounds dangerous," Hermione said nervously. They were sitting in the couch, Harry holding Hermione's hand . Harry sighed and closed his eyes.

"But Remigius is right," Harry said miserably. "They are coming after me. And after you… I shall not rest until they are both dead."

Hermione said nothing and there was a soft knock at door. "I forgot to tell you," Harry said as he stood up and walked to the door. "Remigius said that he would send me some files."

"Nice, I was looking forward to a night with heavy reading," Hermione mocked and Harry chuckled.

Harry opened the door and froze. Nothing in the world could have prepared him for what he was seeing. He tried to pinch his arm to see if he wasn't having a dream or a hallucination, but he heard Hermione's scream behind him. It couldn't be… No… She was dead, she had died in his arms…

"Surprise," the woman said softly. "I'm back."

She was carrying a heavy load of files. Her hair was very long, and her once cold eyes were now very soft.

Raven Verlaine was standing in Harry's doorway.

Alive.

A/N: The ones who had read Harry Potter and the Wall of Ishels must be surprised. I know it might seem weird that Raven is alive, and everything will be explained in Chapter Two! (That is, if I get enough reviews, Lol)