10 Chapter 10: Demons At Hogwarts Part 2

(Events from part 1)

The demon stayed covered in shadows of the castle walls and a stream of moonlight lit up a part of her face.

And in the moonlight she smiled, revealing a pair of long sharp fangs.

…..the Potters will die…. came a whisper

"Through her tears Lily whispered "Alright we'll stay here"

James looked at her in shock at her sudden decision.

"Lily are you out of your mind? Not with that monster roaming the halls, it's suicide" he said.

Casey stood outside the Potters room her eyes glowing the ominous bright silver.

She started speaking in a old tongue that no human had heard in nearly a millennia.

" Adar? sa ná- ni lín;cín ield,rél, Aranel Larien Séregon, au- i telerin aranie Fëawen"

Suddenly Kiara's and Amara's magic merged together and both of them looking into Casey's eyes simultaneously.

The bright bluish green magic pushed back and slammed right into Casey.

Then the silver magic dulled and Casey's eyes returned to the normal icy blue.

Casey stared at the twins for a second before saying " Your one of me? Please help, I need help they are trying to…"

Harry looked at him "Do you think a shadow demon is in Hogwarts?"

"There has to be more then one and in the same family. Keep a sharp eye out Harry, they can be dangerous if there magic gets out of control"

Harry nodded and continued to think.

"What other abilities do half Elvin and demons have?" he asked.

Salazar was about to answer when a black mist started to surround them.

The two girls immediately protested. "No you can't leave us!" they yelled.

Harry kneeled down before them "It's alright you'll be safe"

As he said this he took both his sisters hand into his and muttered a spell. A few seconds later a golden shield dome surrounded them repelling the cold blackness further away.

"Just stay here, I will be back I promise" he said as he stood up and ran into the vast void.

Kiara and Amara watched their older brother disappear into the darkness. They held each others hands and they started to glow intensely once again only this time it was white…..

(And Now the continuation of Part 2)

Harry ran through the void for what seemed like hours. Really it had only been 15 minutes, but time just seemed to slow down.

"The cold doesn't help either," he complained as a rubbed his hands together. He had tried warming charms a long time ago, but the black mist around him seemed eat away at the simple spell.

He ran for a while longer but soon he came to a halt.

"I am getting no where fast. There has to be a way to find the source of this bloody void," he said. He stood in the dark a few more minutes before coming up with an idea.

"Of course! why didn't I think of it before?"

He closed his eyes and concentrated on the magic around him. It was strange, the black mist wasn't like normal magical energy, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was that made it so different. He pushed on further, expanding his magical range of sight.

"It seems like this place goes on forever…. come on whatever started this has to start somewhere"

If Harry had walked the distance that he magically searched he would have walked 7 miles.

"Good grief!" Harry said exasperatedly.

Just when he was about to stop something lit up. It was Casey's magical signature, but it was so weak he almost didn't detect it.

Harry started to run towards Casey, using his magic to enhance his speed. As he neared Casey, Harry encountered another problem. He literally ran into a black magic shield

Harry walked along the barrier, testing and probing it in every way he knew, but he discovered the shield was perfect for blocking physical entry.

"I wonder if it will block magical entry as well?" said Harry as he stretched his aura out yet again. To his surprise his magic could go through as if it weren't even there.

Harry thought for a moment of what he could accomplish with magical entry only, and he could only come up with one solution.

"I will need to magically meld with her, like I did with the twins when they were attacked by Voldemort," he whispered, thinking aloud.

With that Harry sat down in front of the barrier and used the black mist as a channel to help his magic into Casey's body; he concentrated.

(In another world, in an equally dark room)

Three figures stood looking at a portal that showed Harry magically interfacing with Casey. The figure in the middle spoke first.

"Hmmm.. The Potter boy is very clever, too clever and too powerful. Didn't your spies hear that wizard Dumbledore say the boy wouldn't come into range of his Elvin powers until he turned 17 years of age?" the figure asked.

"Yes my Lord, that is what he said. I even saw the memory of it," said another figure to the left.

"Then why does he possess them now at the mere age of 11! How can that be?" the middle figure yelled.

"That fact is unknown, my lord. There is no record of a Elf and Human descendent ever coming into their powers early, well, except for the Silvertongue girls, but they do have demon blood in them."

The Lord growled and turned away from the portal. "This changes everything. With Potter at the power level he is at, he may still be able to stop the ritual."

This time the figure on the right spoke.

"My lord, you have yet to inform us as to what this ritual is supposed to do."

"Aww… It will do many things if it goes well. First the Elf and Demon twins will finally be gone; I will no longer have to worry about them. Second the entire Potter family will be killed. And third the wizard known as Voldemort will be alive and he will bring an end to the wizarding world. Then we will come to the planet earth and kill Voldemort. Then we will rule the land that was originally ours." said the Lord.

"What if the ritual fails my Lord?" the figure on the right asked weakly.

The lord whipped around, grabbed the other man by the throat, and started strangling him.

"Then the little brats will live on, for the magic that binds them to me will cease if it fails, and I will never be able to contact them or anything in that world. Harry Potter will live on and do as that dammed prophecy foretold."

There was silence in the room. Ssuddenly the portal began to shine with white light and when it faded Harry Potter, Casey, and the two powerful young girls had gone back to the normal reality.

"Dam! Contact Cassandra tell her her dear sister has become a liability…."

( Location: Harry's magical spirit enters Casey's magical core)

As Harry went deeper into Casey's magic core he became more confused.

"Merlin, and I thought I had bad luck!" said Harry as he saw all the magical ties. One he noticed right away was a tie to Dumbledore; a little ways away was a tie to Voldemort.

"Why would she have a tie to Voldemort?" he asked.

There were many more magical links, but he didn't know who many of them belonged to. Four of them, however, he did recognize; there was one from himself, one from Salazar Slytherin, and the other two were from his sisters Kiara and Amara.

"Alright, now I am very confused. How can she be magically connected to Salazar? He lived a thousand years ago! And why would she be connected to the twins?"

"Because our fates are the same," said a voice.

Harry whirled around to see a tall woman, not just a woman but an Elvin Lady.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

The lady smiled, "I am Princess Casey Silvertongue of the high Elf kingdom Silverstarlight."

Harry looked at her in confusion. It was true she looked like Casey, but she was older than the one he knew.

Princess Casey smiled again. "I know what you are thinking, how can I be Casey when I look this old? Well it is a very complicated story," she said as she closed her eyes and turned back into the 11 year old girl that she was.

"I can see that," said Harry as he looked at all the magical links around them. "But we can get to the other details later. For now can you tell me what is going on?"

Casey sighed, " I suppose right now it is my only choice. I know now that if I don't side with you,I and the rest of my kind will die."

"You see this all started when my twin sister involved us in a deal with an evil shadow walker. I will explain what those are later. When my sister made this deal, a bond formed between the three of us. For a while he acted like our father. He trained us in different methods of using our powers, like the silver magic which I know you have seen.

"When he deemed us ready he sent us to Hogwarts. I was to come up with a elaborate story of my past and show off my new powers to Dumbledore so he would be intrigued by me.

"It worked. Dumbledore created false documents that showed I was his great-granddaughter. He told me he wanted to be my mentor, I knew he had other motives, just as I had mine. I was originally supposed to spy on Dumbledore and give my Father any useful information Dumbledore would give me. As for the great Albus Dumbledore, he want to turn me into his own little loyal puppet"

" The more I got to know the man the more I became annoyed with him, and I let my emotion show. Out of magical rage one night I lashed out at him with the silver power. That was when he placed a magical block on me. I was not sure what exactly the plan was, but I was told by one of my father's lackey's to continue with the plan.

"Then you unlocked my powers that day in potions, but I soon discovered that they were unstable. They would kick in when ever they wanted, it seemed. It started to exhaust me, When I told my adoptive father about this, he told me to have Dumbledore relock them. Obviously, I disobeyed him, but continued to follow through with the plan.

"But not long after there was a major power shift,and I was left weak. That was when I started to doubt what I was supposed to do. When your parents arrived and you told them what was happening, I panicked. The plan didn't include you telling everything you knew, so I was ordered to wipe your parents' memories of what you told them. But, as you know, I was seen by two little girls. When they were together their magic was just like mine. Harry Potter, they are your sisters, right?"

"Yes" Harry said, still trying to absorb all Casey had told him.

"They do not have wizarding magic, nor do you, for that matter. It seems the three of you have Elvin magic running through your veins," said Casey.

"Elvin? But how?" Harry asked.

"I believe your mother carries dormant Elf magic in her, passed down to her from the first Elves that ruled the world."

Harry's eyes widened at this. He had never discovered this in his old life.

"Virtually all Elvin blood in your family is gone. Broken down by time and other races, so genetic location would have been impossible, " Casey explained.

Harry shook his head. Everything that happened in his life was just so unbelievable.

After thinking for a few moments Harry spoke.

"You said both you and your sister went to Hogwarts, but I didn't hear about her in this plan of yours. And what exactly were you planning to do anyway?"

"Truthfully, I don't know what Cassandra was sent to do. I have not seen her since we came here. As for our plan, I am sorry but I can't tell."

Harry was about to protest but Casey continued.

"I am magically bound not to tell anyone. I'm sorry"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Just another riddle to figure out. Anyway, how do we get out of here? I mean the void not your mind." he asked.

"Void? What void?" Casey asked fearfully.

Harry looked at her with his mouth opened "The big black void of Darkness that you created! You didn't know you did it?"

Casey shut her eyes tightly and shouted a few colourful choice words.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Casey yelled.

"Hey, calm down. What's wrong?" Harry asked.

Through her now-growing fangs she almost growled. "When I asked your sisters for help, my dear father must have heard and made me create a black magic vortex. Once the black magic surrounds something that is stronger then it, it scoops it all off to another reality. If I am correct we are now in my dear Father's holding cell while I am being brain washed. I don't think he thought you or your sisters were strong enough to be caught in it."

"Is there any way out?" Harry asked.

Casey shook her head. "No, not that I know of, anyway."

"Perfect!" Harry shouted sarcastically as he smacked himself on the forehead.

Suddenly a cold mist seemed to surround Casey and Harry. The magic that connected them was starting to break apart.

"Oh, no, the brainwashing is starting to take effect!" said Casey.

As Harry's magical essences started to fade away from Casey's mind Harry reacted. More out of instinct then actual thought, Harry moved over to Casey and hugged her.

"What are you doing?" asked Casey who was quite confused.

But then there was a flash of light, and both Harry and Casey were back in their own bodies.

"Hey, Casey, know a way to drop this shield?" Harry asked.

Casey, still shaking off the effects of her mind being nearly frozen, nodded.

"Just hold on a second!" she said.

A few seconds later long fangs grew out of her mouth, her skin paled to a chalky white and her eyes turned a dark shade of purple.

Harry realised the she had transformed into her Demon half.

Casey walked over to the barrier and placed her hands on it. Her eyes lit up, and in a pulse of violet light the barrier was down.

"How did you do that?" Harry asked.

Casey smiled revealing her long fangs. "Demonic magic is a little different than wizard or Elf magic; let's just say it has more bite to it." she said.

Harry glanced at her for a second. "That wouldn't happen to be how certain visions and dreams got into my head, would it?"

Casey smiled innocently. "That is for me to know and you to find out," she said.

Harry crossed his arms and pouted. He didn't stop until Casey laughed at him.

"You're cute when you pout, you know," she said with a smirk.

Harry glared at her. was about to yell that he wasn't pouting, but thought better of it because, in truth, he was.

"Any chance that demonic magic of yours could get us out of this void?" Harry asked after a few minutes of embarrassment because of his childish behaviour.

Casey shook her head. "This black mist is what you would call anti-magic. Any spell that tries to effect it in some way is eaten up by it."

Harry tilted his head. "But I was able to place a golden shield around the twins, and it repelled it," he said.

Casey looked surprised at this. "Really? What spell did you use?" she asked.

Harry hesitated. Truth was he had created the spell in his old time line, just a day before his final battle with Voldemort. It protected him from the magical backlash when Voldemort died.

"That is for me to know, and for you to find out" he said with a smirk.

Casey looked shocked at first before smiling and putting her hands on her hips.

"Brat" she said.

Although they were both making jokes, neither seemed to want to reveal too much. Even though they were friendly with each other, there was still a certain level of distrust.

Harry, in his heart of hearts, felt he could trust Casey, but he had been wrong before about who he should trust and who he shouldn't, so he was just being cautious. He hoped it wasn't necessary or justified.

As for Casey, she didn't know what to make of the Potter boy. She wasn't even sure if what she was doing right now was right or not, completely ruining the plan and all. But the moment she had been informed she had to die for what they were doing, she started to think otherwise. For a little while she tried to push those thoughts away and tried to stick with the instructions she had been given, but when she heard her supposed father's voice and then felt a sudden coldness, she knew she had to change sides. So when Harry Potter had entered her mind she decided to tell him what she could. Unfortunately many years of being told not to trust anyone but herself had an effect on her. She still couldn't trust Harry Potter completely.

Harry and Casey walked, walked, and walked, since they could not think of anything else they could do at the moment.

(Back to the Twins)

Kiara and Amara held hands as they both glowed with an intense white aura that penetrated through even the black mist that threatened to seal them there.

Neither of them really knew what was happening or what they were trying to accomplish. It was as if their magic was doing it all on its own free will.

Their magic was reaching its goal; finally it was getting through the darkness and back to the normal world. After a while there was a rip in the black void and they could once again see their living room in Hogwarts.

But they couldn't stop. There were still others in the void who also needed a chance to escape the cold magic-less place.

"Brother….." they both whispered.

(Harry and Casey)

Harry and Casey were still straining to think of a way to get out of a seemingly inescapable holding cell. Then something just seemed to give way. They weren't sure what, but at that moment neither of them cared. The black mist around them started to glow.

"What the heck!?" Harry yelled.

Casey looked puzzled. "I don't know what's happening. This shouldn't be possible," she uttered.

Harry tried to examine the now glowing mist, but it looked more like a different magic was shredding it apart, and a aura started to come out as the cold mist fell apart.

"It's falling apart," he whispered.

Casey looked shocked "But how?"

"I don't know. Something is shredding it, like cheese to against a grater." said Harry.

Suddenly there was great burst of light, and Harry was standing at the portrait entrance, the same place he had been when he had walked into the black mist.

Then he heard his father yelling from inside.

"Kiara! Amara! Wake up! Come on, come on!" yelled James in a panic as his two young daughters grew very pale and cold.

Lily ran up next to him and checked the girls' pulses.

"They are alive but very weak," she said with worry evident in her voice.

Then Casey stood up from behind to sofa, the place she had been when she fell into the void.

'You need to get them a magical transfer, they used up most of their magic to get us back." she said quickly.

Startled by Casey's sudden appearance, both James and Lily jumped in front the two girls, aiming their wands at her.

"Who are you? How did you get in here? And what do you mean by 'they used up most of their magic to get us back'?" questioned James.

"That is rather to complicated to explain, I assure you, I will tell you all that I can later." said Casey.

"Time must have slowed when we went into the black mist. It seems only a few seconds have passed. It must have been the twins that got us out; that's why their magic is so low," Harry thought.

"Lily, quickly get the twins to the hospital wing. I will take her to Dumbledore; I want to find out exactly what happened," said James.

Lily nodded and with a wave of her wand the girls floated beside her as she hurried out of the room.

Harry hid in one of the dark corners of the entrance as his mother and father walked by, the sleeping twins and Casey in tow. When Casey walked by, she seemed to sense him in the corner. With the slightest glance she sent him a telepathic message.

"Go with your mother and your sisters to the hospital wing. If the nurse there tries to do anything to manipulate the twins's magic you must stop her, for it could mean your sister's lives. Kiara and Amara have very powerful Elvin magic that has enhanced them physically and mentally. If a magical transfer is made by giving them wizard magic, their bodies would reject it severely and they will die. It is like giving type A blood to a person who has type B blood. If a magical transfer does become necessary, it has to be you that does it. Harry, you have both Elvin and wizard magic; all you have to do to is concentrate on the Elvin part of your magic and it should work."

Harry nodded to show he understood. In a blink of an eye he became invisible and slipped out the portrait hole.

Casey was led at wand point by James to Dumbledore's office. Casey began to think quickly. She couldn't let Dumbledore know she had been discovered by the Potters. In fact it would be for the Potters own good if Dumbledore remained ignorant totheir real knowledge of her. Dumbledore wanted the Potter'shere for some reason other than teaching,and she had a hunch that is was to get them involved in this whole messed-up evil plot.

As they neared the Headmaster's office Casey saw the stone Griffin that guarded the office and suddenly she got an idea.

Since she was walking in front, James couldn't see her eyes, so as they neared she slowly allowed her eyes to glow brighter and let her magic interact with the enchanted statue.

When James said the password,

"Licorice wand"

She was able to control the animated response. So instead of stepping aside, the statue lifted its head and stuck its tongue out at James.

"What the?" said James, who was quite confused.

James tried the password a few more times, but each time he got the same result.

When Casey was sure he had finally given up she returned her eyes to normal and let out a giggle at his frustration.

"Maybe your esteemed headmaster doesn't want to be bothered," she said with a smirk.

James glared at her and then let out a sigh.

"You will be dealt with later, but for now you will come with me," he said.

They walked to the hospital wing where they encountered a heated argument between Harry and the nurse, Madam Pomfrey.

"Young Mr. Potter, I simply can't let you go through with a magical transfer with two younger children. Your magic is just beginning to stabilize. That is why a magical education doesn't start until a child is 11 years old, that is the year stabilization begins. Your sisters are only 4; their magic is much too unstable for you to even attempt it. If something were to go wrong all three of you could die! I must insist one of your parents do it," said Madam Pomfrey exasperatedly.

Harry nearly growled in frustration; she was never going to believe him.

"But they are different. Their magic is much more powerful than that of normal four-year-olds. I have seen them do things myself. I have full control over my magic. It is, unfortunately, much more powerful then a normal eleven-year-old's!" said Harry with a long sigh.

Madam Pomfrey was about to roll her eyes and turn to Lily and tell her what she believed had to be done. When both Lily and James said….

"Let him do it!"

The nurse stared at themdumbstruck. "Mr. and Mrs. Potter? You know as well as I do of the effects of children giving magical transfusions to younger children, it is extremely dangerous," she said warningly.

They knew all toowell how dangerous it was. During the worst of the war with Voldemort, death eaters would raid villages and kill almost everyone. Sometimes, however, they would drain children's magic to the point where most of their life source was gone and they were close to death. Most of the time an older sibling who had witnessed what had happened would try to give some of their magic to their younger sibling. Although since both children had unstable magic they would go out of control, because neither child could maintain a steady flow of magic. Most of the time the children would end up dead or insane; because of the erratic flow of magical energy.

"Yes,Poppy, we do know what it can do, but Harry has remarkable control over his magic. And the twins, well, their magic is still a mystery to us. They're different," said Lily

Madam Pomfrey sighed, "If you are going to go through with this, fine. I trust your judgment. But let itbe known right now, this is going completely against my medical advice."

With that, Madam Pomfrey stepped out of the way.

Harry walked over to Kiara's and Amara's unconscious bodies and placed one hand on Kiara's temple and his other on Amara's.

He began taking deep breaths, preparing himself for the large transfer of magic he was about to start. As he breathed he heard his mother ask, "Are you sure you can do this Harry?" Harry was certain she was crying.

Truthfully he wasn't sure. He had never tried to separate a different type of magic from his essence before. It terrified him to think about what would happen if he failed, so he placed a determined look on his face and said, "I won't fail….."

Seconds later he placed himself into a deep state of meditation and began filtering his Elvin magic into both girls' bodies.

It was an exhausting process, he needed to remain in deep concentration. Any stray thought or distraction of any kind could ruin everything.

Harry stood there for hours, feeding bright threads of magic into the twins' magical cores. By the fourth hour the twins looked like they were back to normal.

Harry, however, was a different story. He had dropped to his knees, his breathing turned into gasps, and sweat started to dampen his forehead, but his hands never left the twins' foreheads and the threads of magic kept coming.

Madam Pomfrey who had been monitoring the process frowned and shook her head.

"Come, Potter, you can let go any time now," she grumbled.

Both Lily and James were pacing around the hospital wing. Casey stood in the corner eyeing the nurse and the Potters with amusement.

"Will you lot stop worrying? Harry and the girls will be fine. Harry may look like crap, but that is only because splitting your magic apart is rather tiring," she said.

"What do you mean? Splitting his magic, why would he need to do that?" asked Madam Pomfrey.

Casey smirked. "That is for me to know and you to find out" she said.

However James would have nothing of it. "You will answer her question!" he said forcefully.

"Or what? You'll drag me to your esteemed headmaster? Really, Mr. Potter, he can't do anything to me." she replied. "He may think he can but in reality, definitely not. Besides, it should be Harry telling you about this, not me. You wouldn't believe me even it I did tell you."

James sighed and rolled his eyes. "You are probably right, I wouldn't," he said as he gazed at Harry's tired body by the twins.

Half an hour later the threads of magic finally came to a halt and Harry collapsed onto the stone floor of the Hospital wing.

"Harry!" yelled Lily and James together as they saw Harry fall to the floor.

James picked him up effortlessly and lay him on another bed as Madam Pomfrey started examining him.

"Remarkable!" the nurse said in surprise. "His magical reserves are less then 50 drained. At the rate he was going I thought I would have another magically drained patient on my hands. He is mentally and physically drained, but not magically." she explained further.

"Wait a minute!" said Lily. "He is physically drained? How could he physically drained? It doesn't make sense."

"I told you splitting your magic apart and giving it to someone else was tiring. The only hard part that Harry did was filter his magic and that takes everything out of anyone. I am surprised he lasted as long as he did," said Casey.

James ignored her, "How are Kiara and Amara, Poppy?" he asked.

The nurse waved her wand over the two girls and a minute later she gave her report.

"It seems the magical transfer was a success. Their lives are no longer in danger. In fact they should be up and back to their normal selves by morning," she said.

Both Lily and James sighed in relief, then asked, "What about Harry? Will he be okay?"

The Nurse waved her wand over Harry and said, "he might be a little tired for a few days, but he'll be fine."

'Oh thank Merlin…." said Lily as she broke out in a big yawn.

Madam Pomfrey looked at the two parents strictly. "Now go to sleep you two. You've been up nearly all night and need at least a little rest before the sun rises."

With that the Potter's headed off to bed, in their exhaustion they completely forgot about Casey. As soon as the Potters left the room, Casey faded into the shadows…..

(In another room, somewhere else unknown)

A small cloaked figure stood in a dimly lit room holding a Blood red orb. A deep voice sounded from the demonic looking crystal saying,

"Cassandra your sister has betrayed us."

"I know," said Cassandra in a cold emotionless voice

"You know what to do, insure Voldemort's return to power, help him kill who ever he wants but make sure the Potters and your dear sister are on the top of whatever list he has."

"As you wish, Father…" said Cassandra as she let the orb go. As her hands left the orb it lost its glow and returned to a foggy white colour.

Candles lined to walls of the small room, and in the candle light the ghostly white colour of her skin could be seen. Through the darkness of her hood red eyes glowed brightly.

She walked swiftly out of the room and straight toward the nearest window. Light from the nearly-full moon lit her white face. She smiled as the light touched her, as if savouring the feeling of peace it brought

After a minute, however, she stopped smiling and a single tear rolled down her face. A few more minutes passed by, and silently more tears came.

Before long the girl was on her knees, still not making a sound but letting tear after tear fall. When there were no more tears left she turned and looked up at the sky once again.

"As you wish," she repeated in an icy tone. Then her body seemed to melt into the darkness and disappeared completely. The only thing left by the window to show that anyone had ever been there was a wet stain left by the girl's tears.

( Back at Hogwarts)

A week had passed since Harry and Casey had made it back to the normal plane of reality.

Harry sat on his bed in the Slytherin dorm for a change, he needed a place to think and the bright colours of the Gryffindor common room did nothing to help.

He thought back to the day after he awoke in the hospital wing and his parents told him what Casey talked about the night before, about why he had to split his magic.

(Flashback)

"Harry why did you need to spilt your magic like that?" asked Lily. "If something had gone wrong during the transfer you could have died. Why were you so insistent on performing the transfer? Your father and I could have done it you know."

Harry bit his lip,

"This is going to take a lot of explaining" sighed Harry mentally.

"Kiara and Amara don't have wizarding magic," Harry said. "Their magic is different, as you know. Well, so is mine. A part of my magic is the same as theirs. If some one with wizarding magic tried to make the transfer with them, the twins would have died" he said.

Lily gasped with her hand over her mouth.

James who was gently calming Lily down asked, "What kind of magic do they have Harry? How can they even get any other kind of magic?"

Harry opened his mouth and tried to say, 'Elvin magic,' but for some reason his mouth refused to say the word.

"What is the matter Harry?" asked Lily.

Harry tried to talk again, but still he couldn't say it. Giving up, Harry just said, "I'm not sure exactly what type of magic it is, only it isn't magic that would come from a wizard or a witch."

James and Lily both accepted his answer; after all he couldn't always know everything.

(End of Flash back)

The same thing resulted when he tried to tell them about Casey. All he was able to tell them was that he didn't think she would harm any of them and they should give her the benefit of the doubt.

Both his parents seemed hesitant. James was convinced the girl had been responsible for what had happened to the twins. Harry wasn't sure what to tell them, he wasn't even sure what truly happened that night.

Classes that week hadn't changed much, still as boring as ever. Casey had avoided him during the normal day and would only speak with him early in the morning, telepathically, if she had to tell him something. When last they spoke, she explained why he couldn't tell Lily and James about his Elvin powers.

"It's because of a powerful magical spell that was cast centuries ago, as the Elves started separating themselves from humans. The spell was made to prevent anyone with Elvin powers from telling someone without Elvin magic about what they really were. That's why all wizards think High Elves are myths, because anyone with Elvin magic can't tell the truth, whether they want to or not."

Harry had also decided not tell Hermione about what was happening. She was already involved with his Voldemort problem. He didn't want her to be in danger from an enemy potentially even more lethal than old Voldie.

And speaking of Voldemort, Harry had ruled out his most recent suspect, which happened to have been Casey. He had been inside her mind. She had a connection with Voldie, but it was an indirect connection, which meant at some point in her life she had been greatly influenced by him.

So Casey wasn't Voldemort's host. The question still remained, who was it?

The memory of the new dark mark came to mind. It had been changed from the skull with a snake coming out of its mouth to a skull with blood dripping out.

For now that was the only clue he had, and it wasn't much to go on.

He had also tried to look into removing the mark from Regulus's arm. That was getting nowhere as well. For some reason he couldn't get near Voldemort's magic anymore. The last time he tried that he had been knocked out by it, and had not remembered anything about it for the whole day.

So far he had yet to solve anything; heck, he hadn't even dented any thing yet. Both his houses thought he was strange. Sometimes even Hermione would admit he was weird.

So his plan to unite the houses of Hogwarts hadn't moved an inch since Malfoy made that life debt declaration to him.

"But" he thought.

"It is only my second week, I still have the whole year to figure most of this stuff out."

So with that thought Harry got out of his bed and ran out of his room. He was late for his parents' DADA class.