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Chapter Two: Rider of the Pale Horse

Two months… two months had passed since Harry disappeared from the Wizard Prison, Azkaban. During these two months Voldemort and his followers the Death Eaters, the English Ministry of Magic and its Auror Corps, and Albus Dumbledore and his Order of the Phoenix, learnt of a new side to the war against Voldemort, the mysterious Nex, whose name meant Death. He had seemingly single handedly killed dozens of Death Eaters; each one with their left arm exposed with the Dark nark bared for the entire world to see, showing proof that they were Death Eaters, servants of Voldemort. Though none had been high ranking Death Eater, they were sill guilty of many crimes.

Since it had been mid-August when he had escaped it was now mid-October. During his three years of imprisonment, his so-called friends had graduated from Hogwarts. The only ones to stick around at Hogwarts were his two ex-best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Ron became the Dueling Professor and was a Captain in the Auror Corps, assigned to watch over Hogwarts and teach the younger generations how to defend themselves. Hermione became the new History of Magic professor and was even more loathed than Binns had been. She always gave out large amounts of homework and it always had to be by the book or else you got a failing grade. It, also, had to be factual, always, no impressions, thoughts, or anything that wasn't in the books that Hogwarts had.

Hogwarts' curriculum and reputation had also fallen to abysmally low standards. They even had a ban on what literature was and what wasn't allowed. Anyone caught with contraband literature would be expelled and have their wand snapped. It was done this way to try to prevent the expelled students from going to one of the other various Magical Schools in Europe. Student's mail was also screened, as to not allow the students to complain to either the Board of Governors or their parents. Hogwarts almost had it where every student would be bound to not speak negatively of Hogwarts and never mention being magically bound to do so, ever. There were also routine searches through each student's private belongings with and without warning.

This is what Harry Potter a.k.a. Nex discovered when he came to the Ministry of Magic's Public Library. Hogwarts it seemed was no longer a place for the broadening of the mind, but a place to force what the Minister of Magic and the Headmaster wanted to be learned known. Hogwarts had become corrupt. Though he had no wish to do so, he might have to infiltrate Hogwarts in order to lure Voldemort out of hiding.

Before that though, he would have to make sure the Ministry hadn't taken anything from him. Such as his vault or anything else, he owned. Thus, his first stop would be Gringotts in Diagon Alley.

If there was, one thing that had annoyed Dumbledore greatly it was being unable to take control of the Potter Estate, at least until recently. He would finally have the resources to control Harry and take both him and Voldemort out in the end and be heralded as the savior of the Magical World.

"Very well now, all who wish to vote on the new law concerning inheritances please vote now," said Dumbledore, already knowing the outcome of the vote.

Three Hours Earlier

In front of Gringotts, there stood a group of Death Eaters terrorizing Diagon Alley and blocking off all possible exits. At the front of the group was a smiling Bellatrix Lestrange, firing off Cruciatus Curses left and right.

Laughing insanely Bellatrix yelled, "BEHOLD THE MIGHT OF THE DARK LORD! ALL MUDBLOOD'S AND BLOOD TRAITORS SHALL DIE! IF YOU ARE NOT WITH OUR LORD THEN YOU ARE AGAINST HIM!"

The Aurors that were stationed in Diagon Alley were being overwhelmed. Each one hoped and prayed silently for a miracle, for something to help turn the tide of the battle. Unfortunately, because of Dumbledore all lethal spells had been declared class five dark magic 1, thus they were not allowed to use them. As the battle continued they could hear the sound of hooves clapping against the ground, at first it was faint, but as the battle continued the sound grew louder.

Suddenly, everybody heard the loud neighing of a horse and a whooshing sound. The next thing they knew one of the Death Eaters they had been battling collapsed to the ground, with is compatriots screaming in fear as multiple gashes appeared on his body, each one spraying blood out of his body. Looking towards Knockturn Alley, they saw a figure sitting on a large pale horse holding an equally large scythe.

"You call yourselves Death Eaters, as you wish others to think you are above Death. However, I tell you now; you are not above me! No one is above Death! Eventually Death claims all. This includes you! Flatus!" yelled Harry.

The next thing either the Death Eaters or Aurors knew half the Death Eaters were hit with an orange-red spell and had missing limbs. The Aurors were then surprised when they saw muggleborn wizards and witches, many of whom were still in school, thus breaking the underage magic restriction. The blasting curse, the severing charm, the gouging spell, the redactor curse, and many other spells and curses were launched at the Death Eaters. Many were easily able to block and deflect the curses using a simple Protego.

"Contremisco! Liquidus Incendio! Erumpo!"

Everybody froze as they felt the ground beneath them begin to shake and crack. Gas and superheated steam shooting up from the crack. A dull, nearly soundless, roar that grew with every passing second until finally an eruption of lava shot up from the earth and fell over onto the Death Eaters. They started screaming in agony as the liquid fire known as lava began to eat away at them, severely burning and crippling many of the Death Eaters.

"CRUCIO!" screamed a furious Bellatrix aiming at Death.

However, Death dodged the curse and using his new wand made from the same wood as his scythe and a hair from his steed Mors Mortis, he began to duel Bellatrix. Each one of them trading spells, back and forth, until they came to a draw.

"YOU SHOULD HAVE JOINED THE DARK LORD WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE! NOW ALL OF YOU HSALL PAY WITH YOUR VERY SOULS!" screamed Bellatrix insanely as she began to laugh equally insanely.

After this Bellatrix used her hidden portkey to escape while Dementors began to invade into Diagon Alley. Many tried to cast the Patronus charm, however, nearly all of them were failing. That's when Death decided that enough was enough and that they Dementors deserved their fate. Brandishing his scythe, he channeled his magic through it and called out, "EXPECTO IUGUOLO PATRONUM!!"

Instead of a Patronus that was silvery and corporeal, the Patronus was a pale blackish-silver-white color and nearly thrice the size of the largest Patronus ever recorded. Also instead of a stag, as Death was expecting, he saw a skeletal version of himself riding his steed brandishing his scythe appear. In addition, instead of driving the Dementors back it ripped through them, destroying the dark and tainted creatures. Once the last of the Dementors was found, hiding in a corner. Death approached it, still having his Patronus out, ready to sick it upon the Dementor.

"You Dementor, shall be the only to survive this encounter with me today, if you do exactly as I tell you! Go to your master, the Dark Lord Voldemort and tell him Death comes for him and Death shall not wait! The final battle shall take place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Tell your master that he has unleashed the Rider of the Pale Horse; tell him he has unleashed Death upon not the dark, nor the light, nor the grey in-between light and dark! However, that he has unleashed Death upon evil incarnate, which is he himself! Tell Voldemort that Death says he is coming for him and that his days are numbered!" said Harry angrily as he turned and strode into Gringotts.

Present Time

Meanwhile, inside the Ministry of Magic, specifically the Wizengamot Chambers, the vote had been passed and enacted as law, enabling Dumbledore and the Ministry to take possession of family monetary, artifact, and personal vaults, along with the family titles, powers, properties, and anything that belonged to the family. However, it could be enacted only for any person who had ever served time in Azkaban for more than one year, except during times of war, when it was six months in Azkaban.

"Now that this law has been passed I, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, do hereby lay claim to the vaults belonging to Sirius Orion Black and Harry James Potter, along with all the Black and Potter family vaults!" said Dumbledore smirking believing that at any moment the confirmation would appear on the parchment in front of him.

After a minute of waiting, he checked his parchment and saw that his claim had been rejected, the reason being that both vaults had been claimed only ten minutes earlier. Furious that his attempt to gain control of the Potter and Black families had failed, he demanded that somebody find out who had claimed the vaults.

"Sir, it would seem that while we were in here debating with the elite Aurors as our bodyguards there was an attack on Diagon Alley led by Bellatrix Lestrange. The attack left one quarter of the Auror force was decimated with severe injuries and/or death. If it weren't for one man, wearing a black cloak and carrying a huge scythe while riding a pale horse it would have been half the Auror force that was seriously injured or killed. After the battle in which he killed most of the Death Eaters, Dementors came sweeping in," said the low level Auror.

"How many were kissed?" asked Fudge.

"None, the same man that drove Lestrange off killed all but one of the Dementors there. He told it to tell You-Know-Who that death was coming after him and that the final battle would take place at Hogwarts. After the battle the remaining uninjured to minor injured Aurors went to help the civilian populace. The man who helped us just went into Hogwarts after he finished with the Dementors," explained the man.

"I see… I want this man to be left alone. I don't care if he's doing the Aurors job; in fact, I suggest we give him the freedom to do as he wishes. In the yes of the Ministry, he is a Mercenary that was brought in to help the people of Magical Britain against You-Know-Who and his forces. Now I want you to find out who claimed the Potter and Black family fortunes and headships from under Dumbledore," said Fudge.

"I have that information too sir. The goblins said Harry Potter came in and enacted the Last of Lines Rites and the Rites of LeFay and Emrys. He has the power to supersede any and all Ministry laws, along with any and all rules at Hogwarts. These are obscure and ancient laws that nobody can undo or block from being used, apparently these are laws passed through magic and blood. He is also protected from arranged marriage contracts, even from past contracts, unless they were made by his parents and signed in blood. At least that is what the Laws Department and the goblins said."

When the man finished his explanation, he was treated to the site of an angry Dumbledore and Fudge. Unfortunately, the saying, "Don't shoot the messenger," was thrown out the window and the man lost his job.

The lone survivor of the Dementor massacre in Diagon Alley knelt at Voldemort's feet, and retold what Death had ordered him to say.

Voldemort listened intently, his body calm, yet his red eyes glowing with anger. 'How dare this person order me, Lord Voldemort, where to go and what to do!'

"You have proven your worth to me, Dementor. I have your reward EXPECTO AVADA PATRONUM KEDAVRA!" A flash of greenish-silver light erupted from Voldemort's wand and struck the Dementor's form where it hit the ground lifeless, its life taken by the Killing Curse. "If Death wants a fight, he will get it, but it will be on my terms and at my choosing, not his!" he whispered angrily as he walked into the darkness around him, Nagini slithering slowly behind him."No, my dear, not yet, I have a trick or two to make this Death kneel before me," his laugh echoing even as he vanished to make his next move.

A/N: Here is the end of this chapter. Apologies for how short it is, but I'm having trouble writing it. I would also like to thank my beta-reader New Lord of Darkness for his help in this chapter.

Author Note Alert!!

Near Indefinite Hiatus!!

A/N: Well here is chapter three. Check out the forum for Harry Potter and the Pale Horse at: /forum/HarryPotterandthePaleHorse/39550/.

I'm sorry to inform all my readers that has of right now this story and many, if not all, of my other stories are hereby placed on Near-Indefinite Hiatus. This is due to having too much homework from school and not enough time to write out new chapters. Also, I am suffering from severe Writer's Block which won't allow to further the story at this time. If anybody has ideas on what and how should write chapter three then e-mail me. My e-mail can be found on my profile page.