Author's Notes:

This is the rewritten chapter one. Which I would like to thank 8D SerenityCrystal Tear 83 for helping me with. Also if any of you have an idea for any of my stories I will be happy to hear them, just review or private message them and I might add it. (and of course I'll say who gave me the idea, unless stated otherwise.

Harry fell limply, all his strength gone into Remus's arms with a tortured cry' Sirius was gone, dead, the only person who would do anything for him' gone. A moment of shock, his hands then start to shake, slowly at first until Harry's whole body was shaking.

Gone, my last family gone. With his head thrown back he started laughing, screaming and burning, his body changing and thoughts stopped, for a moment, before they would start up again, but with darker personality.

Eyes rolled back in his head. Pain' much pain' too much' his mind and body was in turmoil as the block on his mind broke, letting out the locked demon. Black wings ripped out of his back and flexed, his nails lengthened into claws and then memories returned of another life. The dark winged bat demon rose slowly and stared at the ningen who had dared to steal from him. It did not matter that the demon had not been there during the moment of the loss, the only thing that did matter was that he felt it. All that pain' all that anger and despair, that had been steadily and increasingly building over the years of his human life. He felt it all and the moment it became too much for his human mind, body and soul to handle it, he changed. His demon instincts came forward, pushing almost everything that made him human back.

Kuronue, the Bat Demon was back and he was not happy.

The ningen, who had caused his godfather's death, the only person who loved him without doubt, had a crazed glint in her eye as she turned and fled. Had she looked at him before fleeing she would have noticed that he was not only Harry Potter, but someone much, much darker than her Lord and Master. Kuronue snarled and pursued the ningen who had taken his godfather, his adopted father, his family, his. Oh, when he was done with her she would be begging for mercy and he would give her none.

Kuronue ignored the scent and sound of the werewolf running after him as he stalked after his prey, his blood boiling. He followed her through twisting doors and maze-like corridors. Blood was rushing through his veins as he slowly walked in the dark room before him. The one, which his prey was in.

Kuronue had only gotten a few feet into the darkened room when a taunting female voice called out.

"Come out, come out, little Harry" the mock baby voice echoed hurting Kuronue's newly delicate ears and irritating him. "What did you come after me for? I thought you were here to avenge my dear cousin?"

Kuronue snarled violently as he stalked out out from behind the statue blocking the door and toward his prey with his bloodlust rising. He was being risky, oh he knew, but the rage was upon him, the thrill of the hunt.

Kuronue smirked as an idea came to him after he had her begging for mercy he could throw her in a place infested with lower level demon. He had heard some demons talk about how magical ningens tasted better the non-magical ningens, not that he would know, he had had non magical ningen before, but it had been not to his taste.

Bellatrix froze a moment at the expression on his face before continuing on, she had clearly not seen his wings or she would have been more cautious.

"Give me the prophecy - roll it out toward me - now - and I may spare your life, unlike my foolish cousin."

Kuronue laughed loudly, his voice echoing like hers had before, but with a more sinister tone to it.

"Ah Ah Ah" he told her wagging a finger, "you see the Prophecy fell on to the ground, breaking into small little pieces. Glass is rather delicate you see," Kuronue pointed out mockingly.

Bellatrix's eyes grew wide in terror. "YOU LIE, YOU LIE, ACCIO PROPHECY, ACCIO PROPHECY."

The dark-haired demon smirked at her "How do you think your dear Master will about your failure, not happy, I'm sure."

Bellatrix seemed to panic even more and screamed, desperately.


Kuronue sneered at her as she got more frantic. "Your master already knows, so stop your yapping." He turned toward the shadows behind Bellatrix as Voldemort stepped out, which if you asked him (no one did though) was pretty stupid.

"The brat is not lying Bella."

Bellatrix turned quickly and threw herself at her master's feet, sobbing.

"Master, I am sorry, I knew not, I was fighting the Animagus Black! Master, you should know-"

"Be quiet, Bella," Voldemort told her. "I shall deal with you in a moment. Do you think I have entered the Ministry of Magic to hear your sniveling apologies?"

Voldemort turned toward Kuronue.

"I have nothing to say to you Potter. You have irked me too often, for too long. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Kuronue did nothing as the green spell came flying toward him, after all the killing curse could not hurt a demon. But before the spell could hit a golden statue came to life making the spell bounce of its course.

"What-" cried Voldemort, looking around. And then stared to the right and behind of Kuronue. "Dumbledore."

"It was foolish to come here tonight, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly, as he blocked the spell aimed at him from Voldemort. "The Aurors are on their way-"

"By which time I shall be gone, and you will be dead!" Voldemort spat as he threw another spell at Dumbledore. "You do not seek to kill me, Dumbledore. Above such brutality, are you?"

"We both know that there are other ways of destroying a man, Tom. Merely taking your life would not satisfy me, I admit-"

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore" Voldemort snarled.

"You are quite wrong" Dumbledore told Voldemort as he walked toward him.

Kuronue cleared his throat and walked forward drawing horrified gasped from both sides in the room along with Dumbledore and Voldemort at the sight of his wings.

"Yes," Kuronue glared at Voldemort as he said this. "Dumbledore is right there are worse things than death, some of which I will be sure to make you experience."

"What have you done, my boy," Dumbledore asked in a horrified whisper.

Kuronue ignored him in favor of watching Voldemort.

"Death is not the worst thing that could happen to you" he smirked as he drew closer. The shadows in the room suddenly flickered and started drawing toward Voldemort. Kuronue glared at him, his eyes flickering between violet and blood red. "You see the moment you decided to kill my parents, you were marked to be dead," He stalked closer, until he was only a few feet from both Voldemort and Dumbledore who were both watching him in horror. "The moment you killed my godfather, you were marked to be tortured." He smirked, drawing a shiver from everyone in the room. "You are the hunted, you are my pray."

Kuronue raised an arm and drew upon the shadows in the room. A black pulsating ball of black grew in his hands and changed into a shape of a dagger with a dark red handle and a silver glinting blade, a blade made of solid shadows.

"You see this blade. This blade has a poison on it that has no cure, a poison that does not kill you quickly, but destroys everything in your body slowly from the least important to the most vital," appalled and sickened eyes watched the blade in the demon's hands as he pointed it toward Voldemort.

"You would not dare" Voldemort whispered as he glanced at Dumbledore.

"Now, my boy, there is no need of such dark actions," Dumbledore told the dark haired demon.

Kuronue glanced at both of them as he stalked forward ready to throw the knife at a moment's notice only to freeze as the scent of earth and spring drifted in from behind him. That moment of hesitation was all the person behind him needed and with a hard thump, Kuronue slammed onto the ground unconscious.

In the chaos left behind no one noticed that Voldemort and Bellatrix had disappeared until the fireplaces along the walls lit up green and dozens of witches and wizards came through.

"He was there!" shouted a man in scarlet robes with a ponytail. "I saw him, Mr. Fudge, I swear it was You-Know-Who, he grabbed a woman and Disapparated. And before they left I saw a winged demon."

"I know, Williamson, I know, I saw them too!" Fudge gasped, was wearing pajamas under his pinstriped cloak. "Merlin's beard- here- here - in the Ministry of Magic!, great heavens above, it doesn't seem possible- my word- how can this be?"

"If you proceed downstairs into the Department of Mysteries, Cornelius, you will find several escaped Death Eaters contained in the Death Chamber, bound by an Anti-Disapparation Jinx and awaiting your decision as to what to do with them," Dumbledore said.

"Dumbledore! You- here- I- I" Fudge gasped as he looked around at the Aurors that he had brought with him."

"Cornelius, I am ready to fight your men, and win, again. But a few minutes ago you saw proof, with your own eyes, that I have been telling you the truth for a year. Lord Voldemort has returned, you have been chasing the wrong man for twelve months, and it is time you listened to sense!" Dumbledore told him.

"I- don't- well," Fudge stuttered. "Very well- Dawlish! Williamson! Go down to the Department of Mysteries and seeā€¦. Dumbledore, you- you will need to tell me exactly - the Fountain of Magical Brethren- what happened?" Fudge whispered looking horrified at the mess that he had just noticed.

"We can discuss that after I have sent the students back to Hogwarts," the Headmaster of Hogwarts answered.

"Stu- Students- here. Why - what's all this about?" Fudge asked, glancing around.

"I shall explain everything, when the students are back at school," Dumbledore repeated.

"Now see here, Dumbledore, we have an unknown creature!" Fudge said as the Headmaster took a long piece of rope from out of his robe. "You haven't got authorization for that Portkey! You can't do things like that right in front of the Minister of Magic- you- you," his voice died down as Dumbledore stared at him.

"You will give the order to remove Dolores Umbridge from Hogwarts, You will tell your Aurors to stop searching for my Care of Magical Creatures teacher so that he can return to work. I will give you," Dumbledore paused to pull out a watch. "Half an hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here. After that, I shall need to return to my school. If you need more help from me you are, of course more than welcome to contact me at Hogwarts. Letters addressed to the Headmaster will find me." Dumbledore finished as Fudge stared at him open mouthed with an angry flush appearing under his gray hair.

"I- you."

Dumbledore then turned his back on Fudge and handed the rope to the group of students behind him.