Title: The Forgotten
Author: Batsutousai
Beta: unbetaed to appease my loving readers.
Pairings: OC/OC, Tom/Doo(Harry), Luna/Demmy(Neville), Logan(Dean)/OC
Warnings: SLASH/YAOI, Character death, OOCness, AU(we all know Jo won't let this happen…), OCs
Summary: What if Voldemort wins the "Final Battle," but Harry Potter survives?
Living in the Muggle world with no memory of his past, can Harry find the key to saving them all?
Disclaim Her: I think I've been watching too much Bleach... -sweatdrop-

Key:
'Thoughts'
Writing

¤Another language, like Bulgarian¤
:Parseltongue:

A/N: I'm such an American. -.- If anything in here is wrong - pertaining to the British way of running a court case - I'm sorry.

This was supposed to be up a couple days ago, but FFN's been having issues and I couldn't log in to post. Gomen

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Chapter Fourteen
Courting Your Fate

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Doo, Tom, Nick, Deva, and what looked like the entirety of their town showed up in two large buses and a car on Tuesday morning at the courthouse in Glasgow. Somehow, they all managed to fit into the uncrowded courtroom, but there wasn't any room left afterwards and people were constantly complaining about the heat.

Tom and Doo met Wormtail beyond the small gate that was to keep their audience out. The lawyer bowed to Tom, then shot Doo a nervous look.

"Yes?" Doo cocked an eyebrow at the Animagus.

Wormtail twitched. "I'm sorry. It's just strange thinking of you alive still."

Doo smiled. "I know."

Tom snorted. "More like one's worst nightmare."

Doo jabbed the Dark Lord in the side with his elbow. "Hush, you."

Tom smiled faintly and Wormtail looked away, hand covering a too-large smile. Doo let out a snigger when Tom scowled at his Death Eater.

"I see you've brought some cattle with you, Tarrant," a cold voice offered behind them.

Tom started to rise, fury in his eyes at the sight of their opponent, but Doo calmly gripped the elder man's upper arm and shot his ex a cold look. "At least I have friends who support me in this case. Can you say the same, Zack Palmer?"

"The mere idea of friends would make him melt," Nick spat from where he stood on the other side of the barrier that stopped him from punching Zack across the face.

"Just like the Vicked Vitch of the Vest. Hov appropriate," Deva offered from next to her boyfriend.

There was a cough and the group of hostile opponents looked up at the towering bailiff, who was giving them all stern looks. "Mr Palmer, I believe your lawyer is waiting for you." Zack shot Doo and his friends one last cold look before turning away.

"Richard Shortbow," Doo offered when Zack was gone, motioning to the other lawyer.

Wormtail's face broadened into a smirk that was very unlike him. "This will be fun," he said in response to the two strange looks he was getting from his client and Lord.

Doo cocked his head. "You've heard of Rick, then?"

"Yeah. He's famous enough to be known even in the law circles that I frequent," Wormtail agreed. "My mates will die when they heard that I fought a case against Richard Shortbow."

"Just don't loose," Tom warned coldly.

"Yes, Milord," Wormtail whispered, looking properly cowed.

Tom nodded, then glanced at Doo. "You know this man?"

"Rick? Yeah. He and Zack roomed together in law school. He was always at the shop so we became really good friends. I'm, actually, amazed that Zack talked him into thi...s..." Doo trailed off, then smiled kindly at the man who was approaching them cautiously. "Hey, Rick."

"Doo." Rick's smile was friendly, though as cautious as his approach. "Listen, mate, I'm sorry about this. I tried to talk Zack out of this whole mess, but he's gotten worse since he took a trip to Stirling..."

"I know." Doo's smile turned sour. "We happened to run into one another there."

"Well, fuck." Rick sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Well, it's too late to do anything. I'm rooting for you, but...well... You know."

"I know." Doo's eyes danced with understanding. "It's great seeing you again, Rick."

"You too, Doo." Rick reached out a hand and Doo shook it. "Good luck, mate."

"You too," Doo replied.

As Rick turned and started back to where Zack sat, glaring at him, Tom commented, "Something just happened there and it bothers me that I don't know what it was."

"Don't worry, Marvolo, you'll never understand something like friendship," Nick offered brightly.

"I'll hex you blind if you don't shove it, Ripley," Tom growled while Doo groaned and dropped his head into his hands in a resigned way.

"Nicholas," Hertha chastened Nick as she slid into the seat next to him with Renny. School had been cancelled for the day so everyone who wanted to could come to the court hearing. The fact that the hearing was about closing the only candy store in the town helped sway the principal to make his decision. Well, that and the fact that most of the teachers wanted to go and he doubted he could find enough subs on such short notice.

Nick just grinned while Doo squeezed Tom's leg under the table. "Nick, you need to behave," the candy shop owner added.

Nick sighed and slouched in his seat. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, Marvolo. I don't know how you treat your serv-"

"Everyone rise for the Honourable Judge Brady," the bailiff called, cutting Nick off. Everyone rose and the firm-looking woman entered the room and took her seat. "You may be seated."

Doo ignored the eyes he could feel burning into the side of his head as the bailiff read the charges. He wasn't going to rise up to Zack's non-verbal baitings. He wasn't the old gullible Doo anymore and it was time that Zack learned that.

He was going to win this court case.

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"This case is over, Mr Palmer."

"But-"

"It's over."

Zack glared icily at the judge while Tom and Doo traded smirks. They'd known Zack didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of winning his pitiful little battle. The fact that it had only taken one witness for the judge to recognize that Zack was spouting off bullshit had just proven how pitiful everything was.

"Let's go," Tom suggested, touching Doo's arm gently.

Doo nodded. "Let's."

The two left the courtroom to join all their friends and the members of the town where they had gathered outside, next to the buses. Wormtail followed them only 'til they passed a bathroom, then slipped in and Apparated back to his office to note the case.

"Doo-man won! Doo-man won!" Nick was shouting gleefully when Tom and Doo reached everyone. He was leading the children of the town on a crazed sort of dance around the crowd of grown-ups. When Nick saw Doo, however, he pointed to his boss and shouted, "CHARGE!"

Tom moved quickly out of the way as Doo was brought to his knees by a rush of happy children, laughing along with them in such an innocent manner that Tom found himself able to forget who the man had once been to his world.

Then Zack exited the courthouse and stalked right up to where Doo was. A gasp from one of the children had Doo zooming to his feet and spinning to face Zack quickly, eyes narrowed dangerously. "What now?" the albino-haired man asked coldly as the small crowd of children moved behind the candy man with fear in their eyes.

"You may have won the battle, but you haven't won the war," Zack bared his teeth, "Harry Potter."

Doo's eyes went wide and his wand was pointed at Zack's face within the span of a few seconds. "What did you call me?"

Zack smirked. "You heard me, little boy." And then he was gone without a sound.

Through the space Zack had just occupied, Rick and Doo locked eyes filled with shock. Neither could believe the sudden disappearance of the man they'd been friends with.

"Doo!" Tom's voice broke the spell of silence, causing a number of people in the parking lot to shout and a few to scream while most of the children burst into tears. Doo and Rick broke eye contact and Doo turned to hug Tom as he reached him.

"Tom, what just happened?" Doo whispered into his bonded's shoulder, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

"If I had to make a guess, I'd say we've found our daemon."

"Impossible!" Hertha hissed, having run over to ask what had happened herself. "Think before you speak, Marvolo. That couldn't have been the daemon. He's as human as I am!"

"Then how do you explain what just happened, Miss Know-It-All?" Tom hissed back, false green eyes blazing.

"I don't know how to explain it, you bastard! But I know Zack's no-"

"SHUT UP!" Doo shouted, silencing everyone in the immediate vicinity. He pulled away from Tom and glanced around at the Muggles he lived with, eyes quickly spotting Radolf, the town elder. "Radolf, we need to get everyone back on the buses and head for home." Radolf nodded and turned to speak to the townspeople, so Doo turned his attention to his friends. "Hertha, you need to get on the buses. Help calm people down for now."

"But, Doo-"

"I'm not going to argue with you about this, Hertha. We'll discuss what Zack may or may not be once we get back to town and everyone's calmed down. The townspeople are our first priority."

Hertha visibly straightened herself, then nodded, mouth set. "Yes, sir." She spun on the balls of her feet and moved quickly to help Nick and Deva in the herding of children back into the buses with their parents.

Doo turned to Tom. "You have a Pensive, I assume?"

Tom sighed and glanced at the sky for a brief moment before replying, "I'll go get it, then."

"Thank you, Tom," Doo replied with a relieved smile.

"Shall I obtain Ms Gardner and her husband on my way back?" the Dark Lord inquired airily.

"If you could," Doo agreed with a touch of relief.

Tom sighed and wandered off to find an out-of-the-way place to Apparate, waving over his shoulder.

Rick choose that moment to walk up to Doo with a hard look. "What the hell's going on, Tarrent?"

Doo rubbed at his eyes. "If I knew for sure, I'd tell you. Right now, all I can say is that it's some crazy-ass shit." He gave his friend a tired look. "We're heading back to town. Probably going to be a meeting over all this. Feel free to follow along as you please." He turned his back on Rick and started for the car he'd ridden over in with Tom, Deva, and Nick.

"Doo!"

Doo glanced back at the lawyer.

"This better be damn good, man," Rick called before turning away and sprinting over to his own car.

Doo smiled grimly to himself and turned back to where Nick was waving at him. 'You have no idea, Rick.'

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A/N: It's insanely short, but a reviewer pointed out that I haven't updated in near a month now and I figured it was about time you heard something from me.

As I posted in my fic LJ, school has been taking up much more time than I actually have at my disposal. Between the hell that choir has become and the pile of papers/speeches/and final you-name-its that my professors have been dumping on my head, it seems I have barely enough time to sleep and eat, let alone write. -.-
On a more cheerful note, the semester ends in a little over three weeks. And then I'll be home. A few days without worrying about anything is on the schedule, then I'll probably be caught back up in work, but I'll certainly work on getting some writing done. Once summer break gets here, I should be back in full force and I may even have a few new fics to keep you entertained.

Now, excuse me as I wander over to my next door neighbours and bitch them out for having their TV on so loud again - it's past 1am here.

Much love!
Bats - The Tired One

PS - Just remembered; I think I told a number of you that Zack was 100 percent human?...
...

Yeah, well, I lied. XD