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I always loved to right Harry potter and Lord of the rings combined stories. So here I am. I hope you guys like it.

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Chapter 1 - Back to Privet Drive

It was a bright day, everything seems to be at standstill except for the sounds of someone running.

A boy no older than sixteen came into the picture. His black hair seemed to be filling in all directions making him look like a street rat punk kid. This boy was Harry Potter, a wizard. A boy he was nonetheless his eyes reflected pain, sadness, grief and a burden unseen. He seemed to carry himself as though he carried the weight of the world on his shoulder. Harry Potter might be a just another boy. But in another world, a world filled with mystic beauties, a world filled with an ever lasting fight between light and darkness, a world of magic he was its Prince of Light. He was a cursed soul prophesied to bear the burden to deliver them from the evil that haunts them. He was their Light. He was their hope.

To the world his victories over the dark marked him as an icon but to Harry, with every victory over the dark he lost one by one of all that he held dear in his life. First his parents, then his god father and now a man he always thought of as a grandfather. Yet he walked forward in life. He walked with the hope that he will safe guard what he has left in his life.

He had been running around the Privet Drive road for the past one hour. He had been doing this for the past one month. He was trying to build his strength and stamina. He had just another fifteen minutes to go and he had more work to do.

Harry was preparing himself, this was his last three months of peace before he faces the magical world and resume the role that has been entrusted to him by his mentor Albus Dumbeldore, who was one of the most powerful wizard's to ever walk on the planet, a man who was compared to the likes of Merlin.

Harry could hear the sound of some one following him. He knew that the Order of Phoenix, an organization started by the Late Professor Dumbeldore to help fight against the Darkness that has been trying to cover the wizarding world, was protecting him.

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It was only at 8'o clock that Harry entered the house. He saw his uncle with his morning news paper and coffee. He just ignored him and said a good morning to his aunt and went to his room. Harry showered and changed his clothes and came down for breakfast.

His uncle seemed to have left for work early as usual. He sat down and had the food his aunt had served him.

Ever since Harry had returned for his last stay in Privet Drive his aunt seems to treat him better.

Flash Back

Harry Potter sat next to his cousin, his fat whale of a cousin that did nothing but whimper at the prospect of being cooped up in a car with "that Freak" all the way back to Privet Drive.
Harry sat in silence on the way back to Number 4 Privet Drive and reflected sadly on the recent events that had cost him the last

After nearly three hours of silent travel in the car they reached the house at Privet Drive.

As soon as they entered the house, his uncle turned to face Harry and said.

"I don't want any of your unnaturalness to stay in this house boy."

Harry looked at his uncle impassively and said, "Uncle Vernon this is my last summer here. And I will be gone forever. I will stay in my room and I will ignore you. It would be for the best of interest if you do the same too."

Vernon Dursley was spluttering and he stared at the audacity of his nephew. He was about to say something when his wife interfered.

"Go you to your room. I will call you when your supper is ready."

Harry need not be told twice. He dragged his trunk past his fat cousin.

He just ignored her and after having his glass of milk he went back to his room to continue his studies.

Harry had taken it up on him to learn and prepare himself for the journey he was about to take.

During the sixth year of his studies in Hogwarts he had learnt from Professor Dumbeldore more about Voldemort's personal life. About the circumstances under which he grew up in an orphanage and was mistreated. He grew a hatred towards muggles and using his hatred and his status as slytherin's heir as leverage began the perilous journey to become one of the greatest dark lord's the wizarding world has ever seen.

He in a quest to attain immortality, he had did the unthinkable. He broke his soul into pieces. He created a Hocrux. A hocrux was an object in which a soul is hidden. It is used as an anchor to one's soul so that he or she will not pass over into the realm of the dead. It can be created only with the death of another soul. With the power of the soul destroyed the hocrux is created. Immortality at the cost of another soul. It was unthinkable. Harry couldn't imagine a life were he would sacrifice his soul for living forever.

He had lots of time to think about Voldemort. But he still couldn't understand his motives. Fine lets imagine Voldemort wins. He kills all that oppose him and rules over the wizarding world, what next? He doesn't have any heir's he doesn't have a family. He doesn't care about family. He cares only for himself. How long will he want to continue to live forever and do nothing. Harry couldn't understand. What was the point of world domination when you couldn't enjoy the benefits that come with it. Ultimately he understood only one thing. He, Voldemort enjoyed the pleasure of seeing people in agony. The same agony he must have endured when he was in the orphanage. He was, to simply put it, MAD.

A lunatic with too much power. He has to be stopped or else he would stop until he destroyed everything in the world. He wouldn't just be happy with the British Wizarding world. He would want the world. He will never sit idle.

Harry felt that at least if he destroyed the Hocruxes then maybe the wizarding world will have a chance. Maybe then someone would stand up and fight against the might of the dark lord once they find that he is no longer immortal.

A reminder of this was the locket that he and professor Dumbeldore had recovered form the cave. The locket was a representation of the original locket that belonged to Salazar Slytherin. Professor Dumbeldore had died for nothing.

And thinking of one person Harry could feel nothing but rage at that man. He was Serverus Snape, a man who enjoyed torturing Harry simply because he was the son of James Potter. He was a sadist. He was the man who killed Albus Dumbeldore. He was a traitor.

Harry had enough of this thoughts, he went back to his training.

He had begun to resume his Occulmency exercise, he was no closer to mastering Occulmency. Harry had asked Remus Lupin, who was one of his father's and god father's closest friends to get him some books on Mind Magic's, Defensive and Offensive Magic's.

Remus had got him books on Occulmency and a defensive magic book and another book which intrigued Harry a lot, "Survival of the Fittest". The author was one by the name William Theodore Grey. It was a very interesting book. The book was on jungle warfare and how to use ones surroundings and adjust and live. He never went on camping or hunting but only after reading this book did he feel that, it would really do good for Harry if he improved his physical Stamina as well. He read some interesting curses in the book

Shreed- A shredding curse cuts through thick bushes. But Harry felt that if he used this curse and put more magic into them then he could even kill a person. He knew another personal curse that he had read and used on another person.

"Sercumseptra" , it was curse of the Half Blood Prince who was none other than Serverus Snape. That curse was like a pair of invisible knifes rushing at your opponents. And Harry knew that this shredding curse was similar but with lesser harming tendencies but with more power they derived the same potency and he knew that Sercumseptra could not be healed easily and he remembered Snape muttering over Malfoy's body, something about a reverse. He figured that the counter for healing the wound inflicted by the curse would be reverse Sercumseptra.

Harry resumed his Occulmency exercises. He was trying to meditate and clear all the thoughts from his mind.

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By the time he had finished his Occulmency exercise it was time for his lunch. Harry was now confident after a month that he had completed his first stage of Occulmency. He could successfully clear his mind of all thoughts instantly. He had brought a control over his emotions, to an extent. He thought about Snape and controlled his anger he felt towards that man. He tried to turn the anger into a determination to learn Occulmency. He remembered the last duel he had with that man.

He had humiliated him and he kept saying learn to close your mind Potter. Then it struck him.

Dumbeldore on the Tower, he pleaded to Snape. He looked at Snape directly. Harry closed his eyes and tried to relieve that memory. He tried to bring that memory back into his mind but he couldn't stop the memory. He immediately thought.

"I need a pensive."

Harry then pushed all this troubled thoughts away and then closed his Occulmency book. He wrote a letter to his friends saying that he was doing well and asked them what was happening at their end. He left the letter on the table. He would send it when his owl Hedwig returned. Hedwig was the closest friend to Harry. He was the an unwavering source of comfort for Harry.

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He finished his lunch and continued to read more of his survival of the fittest book. Harry liked the book a lot. He read more on camping and how to find the direction in an unknown place. He learnt a perimeter charm that set up to indicate if some is coming near or not. He also read there where more advance charms and wards that can be used and identified when one becomes more attuned with their magic. Harry tried to find more reference to how to get attuned with once magic.

He then closed the book and read more about shield's in his defensive magic's. He read about a shield that was solely designed to protect the caster from physical objects it had the incantation, "Conferdus".

He also learnt the incantation of another very advance shield which he recognized as the one which Voldemort cast in the department of mysteries called as the aegis shield. The most powerful of them all. "Aegis".

He read about minor defensive wards that can be set up in small areas to ward of attacks and also read on advanced wards but these need to be cast in Latin and he had already sent a letter to Remnus Lupin asking him to send him a language potion that he can use to learn Latin , Egyptian and Greek which were the languages of the old which can be useful in his study of wards. He asked him to charge them to his vault. The study of wards seemed to entice Harry. He knew that if it weren't for Voldemort he would further study and become a ward breaker like Bill. He was also awaiting a reply from Bill as he had sent him a letter to help him to start on his study for wards and asked him to send him some books on runes too.

He had lots to study and very little time. Harry really wished that Professor Dumbeldore had told him the prophecy earlier or at least encouraged him to study different forms of magic. Harry had very little time to prepare him for the inevitable confrontation with the dark lord. He thought about using time tuners but knew that he can go back only few hours maximum twelve but not for months. He needed the time badly. He had a idea but then… his mind drifted thinking of various possibilities. He went back to his books.

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Three days more too his birthday. It has become nearly three months since his return to Privet Drive. In this mean time Harry had grown at least two inches. He was sure he had hit his final growth sprout and was a six feet and an inch or six feet. He had become more stronger, faster and more healthier than he had ever been before. His hair had grown a bit and become a bit wavy. He would look more like his mother if he could take away his glasses. Harry had enquired about the glasses to Remus, who said that there where magical contracts available and he would help Harry get them once his birthday is over. He had informed Harry about Dumbeldore's will, but Harry had also received a mail from Gringotts regarding his parent's will and also Professor Dumbeldore's as well the contents of Sirius will. He could access them, now that he was of age. Over the past two months Harry had finished all his Hogwarts syllabus books, he could now do all the low level house hold magic to the seventh year level transfiguration . He was confident in his skills. He was waiting for his birthday and for his magic to finally mature. He was waiting for the freedom to use magic.

Harry had also gone through the basic runes study once he had got the language potion from Remnus. Which was a very complicated and costly potion and had cost him nearly 200 galleons a bottle. The potion had to have a link to the language that the person wanted to learn for example, in the case of Latin a spell by someone who knew Latin should be cast on it or something personal to the language should be mixed with it. As for Egyptian the potion just needed something personal of the land of origin of the language preferably the sand. He had got five potions and had used two of them. He was thinking about what other languages to learn and wanted to get extra so that he could give them to Ron and Hermione. He had asked Remnus to get five more so that it would be enough between them .

Harry had asked Remnus about parseltongue and why it couldn't be mimicked. Remnus explained stating that it was a magical language and had connection not to the land but to a living thing.

In the case of Arthimacy, Harry first couldn't understand the Arthimacy books Bill sent over. But when he had informed Bill about this, he had again sent him a book name " Arthimacy for Dummies". Harry had only finished the basics of Arthimacy on how to cut down, dissect a spell by the wand movements and the meanings of the words that are used in the spell. He also learnt the importance of Math in Arthimacy and was almost through to completing the book, Harry needed more time. He was not ready for the journey, but he had to take it none the less.

The major success in this endeavor was that he had progressed to the third level of Occulmency. He can clear his mind instantly first, then he started with sorting his brain information and then he built walls around his mind. He built his mind in a representation to Hogwarts. He was currently working on building a ward like shield around his Hogwarts. Maybe three or four more wards. He read in the book that each and every person's mind in unique and have their own type of mental wards. The next level will be a real tough one and for that Harry had to be more in attuned with his magic. He was still trying to reach for his core from where he channeled his magic and could no reach it despite all the focus he had.. He felt that maybe after his birthday he could do it. He read it in the Occulmency book. Harry couldn't wait for the day he can practice with his wand.

None of his training could stop what's happening in the world out there. The British wizarding world was facing the full wrath of Lord Voldemort. In the past three months Diagon alley was attacked thrice. It was only through the ever vigilant members of the Order of Phoenix which was now headed by Professor McGonagall, reduced the damage caused by the death eaters. Dark lord seems to be missing in action, but Harry new better. Lord Voldemort was not right now in the British wizarding isle. He had left to secure more allies in the west and trying to expand his legions of darkness. Harry had only one vision of Voldemort in the beginning of his summer. He still remembered it as it were last night.

It was a dampening night. There were black cloaked figures with silver masks standing around them. He noticed a figure sprawled on the floor before him.

Harry spoke with a voice that chilled the very air.

"Arise, Servusss." The kneeling cloaked figure stood up and faced the man sitting on the throne.
"Welcome back into the foldss. Although I am pleassed you killed that mud blood loving fool Dumbeldore ..." There was a hiss in the background at the sound of the name. " .. I wished you had stayed to get my handss on Potter. Neverthelessss I am pleased…."

"My life is to serve you Master." drawled a familiar voice.

"Malfoy, you and your family keep displeasing me. I send you to kill and your mother finds a way to help you despite my orderss. She will be punished adequately. Your family is ..."

"My lord I did my best..." came out a meek voice from the floor.

"Crucio" The screams of Draco Malfoy were resonating throughout the entire hall.

After, what seemed to be five minutes Voldemort spoke in tones that chilled the entire fold of death eaters,

"Never ever interrupt me. Your family is being nothing but a failure. I give an order it is to be strictly followed. As soon as your father leaves Azkaban he will at the receiving ends of my wand. Bella... Bella... I expected better from you. I had other plans for Servus and you go around my back and you trick him into the oath. I am disappointed in you Bella."

Harry meanwhile was trying to keep himself for thinking anything and staying with the link.

Two black figures stepped forth and kneeled in front of Lord Voldemort.

"Crucio" The power behind the spell made the two kneeled figures to retch on the floor screaming. The sound pleased him. He poured more hatred into the spell. He lifted the spell after what seemed an eternity.

"I would have dealt with you earlier but Servus had been told to carry on the plan just incase."

"Bella the dementors will deliver Malfoy and Dolhov by tomorrow. I will be leaving tomorrow to the west to draw more to our cause. I need you drive fear into the hearts of the ministry. Keep stretching the ministry thin. And when I return we will start on our conquest of France. From what my ministry spy tells me, the French might come to the aid of the British soon and that should not happen."

"Yes, my Lord", she bent on the floor and kissed the hem of his robes.

"You know what happens when you fail." he hissed menacingly. Harry could feel the chillness in the room.

He rose from the room and walked to his chamber, "Servus come with me . I need you to replenish my potions stock and there are a few potions I need you to brew for me. Avery you keep me informed on the movements of the ministry."

"Wormtail"

A small man stepped forth from the circle.

"I need you to get into the Weasley house and spy. Find information to what are Potter's plans and don't try to capture him. I need an opening. Once I get rid of Potter and the order of Phoenix then the last foothold to my conquest of England will be done. Mulciber try and find more addition to our legion of dark creatures who are willing to join in the isle. You may all go. "

Harry instantly left Voldemort's mind.

Two days to go. Harry cleared his mind and went to sleep. The excitement to finally do magic without restriction sent to peaceful dreams.

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