Written by Dragcun

Disclaimer: I do not own "Harry Potter" would be awesome if I did but sadly I do not. It is all owned by J.K. Rowling. I am getting no money for this story, it is purely for entertainment. So please do not sue me because I have no money what-so-ever.

This story is rated M due to future violence, blood, gore, language etc. If you don't like these things then find another story to read. If you do like this type of stuff I hope you enjoy the story.

Dragcun: Hey all. I am Dragcun. This is the start of my second story so I thought I would try a new style of intro since Dragcu, my main character, is also being redone.

(Off in the distance) WHAT!?!? (A portal appears next to Dragcun and a rather pissed of Dragcu walks out) And what, pray tell, is wrong with me the version of me you used in 'Coming of a Warrior'? I liked that version of me!

Dragcun: Hey, so did I. But you know good and well one of the reasons I started writing fanfictions was to test you out for the book I am writing. I wanted to see what version of you people really liked.

Dragcu: O yea, the O so great book you have yet to write the FIRST FREAKIN CHAPTER IN!!! (crosses arms across his chest)Face it; you aren't ever getting that book done.

Dragcun: Okay, one, this is not the time or place to discuss this. Two, you can lose the attitude, I made you and I can sure as hell unmake you. Three, just you wait and see, I'll get that book started soon. (mumbles) I just got some more test runs to do.

Dragcu: (snort) Ya, right, whatever. So, I am in the Harry Potter universe now?

Dragcun: Yup, now without further ado, I present 'Paths of a Wizard'.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione where seated in the Great Hall waiting for the Sorting to begin, the Golden Trio of Hogwarts was quietly talking amongst themselves, while this was not unusual for them the glares that all three were shooting at Ginny Weasley and the anxious looks at the door to the Great Hall was. Neville Longbottom who was sitting next to Ron noticed this, "Hey guys, what is with the glares? And are you expecting someone, because your staring holes into the door." Neville asked.

Harry leaned forward and looked at Neville, "Well, I can't really explain the glares right now but I can say things will be interesting this Sorting, just sit back and wait. I'll explain later."

Neville nodded his head, after the whole episode at the Department of Mysteries Neville figured if there was anyone he could trust it was Harry. He was insanely curious now but he could wait. It was then that the new group of students walked in and the Sorting began. As usual the hat slowly stirred and began to sing.

One has found the truth,

Betrayals have been found,

A friend has been returned,

A power most ancient has arisen,

To war to prepares to go,

Againest the Darkness it shall fight,

And against the ones who claim to follow the light,

So be truthful in your standing,

Or face the ancient one's wrath,

And stand together or all is lost.

So united all Houses four,

Or fall into eternal night.

Other than the short song, everything went as usual much to Neville's confusion. The students where sorted and the Sorting Hat was about to be taken away, when it spoke. Now, to understand the impact of this, the Sorting Hat only spoke during the Sorting and on certain occasions to students in the Headmasters office. "Don't put me away yet McGongall. I want to see what is about to happen."

Professor McGongall only stood there gaping at the Sorting Hat for a few moments before she found her voice, "What are you talking about, the only thing about to happen is Dumbledore giving his welcome back speech?"

The Sorting Hat merely chuckled and looked at the two great doors the Great Hall. Everyone looked at the doors as well to see what was going to happen.

BOOM! Everyone jumped and a few of the newly sorted first years screamed as the doors shook as a mighty force hit it form the other side.

BOOM! Again the doors shook but this time some black smoke seeped through the doors and swirled around.

BOOM! More black smoke came form the back and all the teachers stood and had their wands ready and pointed at the doors.

BOOM! So much smoke had come through it was difficult to see the door now.

BOOOOM! CRASH! The doors burst open and a flood of the black smoke poured into the room, first years screamed, some second years fainted, and many of the older years stood up to see what was coming. Dumbledore waved his wand and the black smoke disappeared leaving a large figure in a large black cloak stood in the middle of the Great Hall. "Who are you and what is your purpose here?" Dumbledore asked the figure in a menacing voice.

The figure, whose face was concealed by the cloaks hood, looked slowly left to right. Stopping every here and there on certain students before it answered Dumbledore. "I, Headmaster Dumbledore, am here to bring chaos, to bring destruction, retribution, justice, and death to those who stand in the way of my Lord. I am also here to get a little revenge on the guy who sealed me away for the last two hundred years. When I figure out who that guy is, I will make him regret his grandfather ever meat his grandmother." The figure said in a menacing voice the said it was dead serious about what it said.

"I will not allow you do any of those things. It is obvious to me that you are a dark creature, whatever you are. And I will not allow you to corrupt these children. Leave now or I will be forced to destroy you." Dumbledore proclaimed.

The figure suddenly broke out in insane laughter; it reached up and removed its hood revealing its face for the first time. Many of the girls in the Hall had to do a double take and then they started to drool over the now revealed man under the hood. He had gold hair with silver highlights, as well a strip in the middle that was dark green. He had a long scar that looked like a question mark over his left eye. He finally calmed down and glared at Dumbledore before he spoke, "Are you really that big of a fool, I see many of these so called 'children' already have the Dark Mark on them. And I know for a fact that dark creatures have already roamed the halls of this school. I do not fear you Dumbledore, I am the Guardian, and only my Lord my command me." As he spoke a dark aura rose around him and grew as he spoke. By the end the aura was raging around him and seemed to lash out at anything that was nearby

It was then that Snape seemed to have enough and shot out a sickly orange spell. The figure ducked under the spell as it flew by and made a motion with his hands. To Snape's surprise the shadows around him jumped up and wrapped tightly around him. After struggling for a second he lost his balance and flew forward, his nose slammed the table so hard the entire Hall heard the crack as his overly large nose broke

The man shuddered at the sound, "You know that had to hurt." He said out loud.

Suddenly Dumbledore shot out a Redutco at the man. The man was heard to mutter, "Damn can't duck this one, might hurt a few firsties if I do." The man crouched down in a position that anyone who knows baseball is familiar with and a strange music (to the purebloods) was heard. Da da dum dum da da dum dum DADA TUDA TUDA!! The last part happened when the man caught the spell in his hand and redirected it out a window. The man looked over at Dumbledore and pointed with his thumb out to the side, "Strike three, YOU'RE OUTA HERE!!! Well, technically that was strike one but I don't want to do that three times." And with that the same thing happened to Dumbledore as it did Snape, except he fell backwards and cracked his skull on the stone floor. Next Professor Flitwick tried an odd spell that bounced along on the ground as it went. The man stepped back before running at it and kicking the spell right back into Flitwick's face. When the spell made contact the man threw his arms straight up into the air and shouted, "THE KICK IS GGGOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!" As the spell took effect and Flitwick was trapped in a flying pink bubble.

About ten minutes later the entire Hogwarts staff was bound or trapped in one fashion or another. Even Hagrid was not safe, though in the man did apologize to him telling him it was not a good idea to walk up behind him when he had just been attacked by about fourteen other people. The man looked around at all the teachers who were bound in shadows or their own spells, with a sigh he snapped his fingers all the spells where ended and any teachers that were floating set safely on the ground. "Okay, now that you all are free can we try this again? Without you all attacking me for no reason? Please?" The man asked while giving a puppy dog eye look at the professors that had most of the female student body cooing.

McGongall stood up to respond, since Dumbledore was currently sporting a cracked head. "Very well, but can we at least know your name?"

The man had a shocked expression on his face for a few moments, he then turned and walked to the nearest table (the Ravenclaw's as it was), and started to hit his head against the table repeatedly saying, "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID!! I always forget to say who the hell I am. DAMN IT!!!" Everyone looked in shock (except the for the Ravenclaws who jumped back about five feet when he approached, all that is expect Luna Lovegood) as the man staggered/stumbled back to the middle of the Hall were he once stood. "Sorry about that, anyway, my name is Dragcu. And I am here to ensure the safety of my Lord."

"And who would that be?" McGongall asked, seriously questioning the sanity of man in front of her.

"Well now, that is a fairly simple question to answer, but I'll give you a few hints. First hint, My Lord is in Gryffindor." Dragcu said with an evil smirk.

Flitwick leaned over to McGongall and whispered, "Well, that narrows that down to about a hundred students, but fifty galleons says I know who his Lord is."

"My old friend, I wouldn't take that bet in a million years." McGongall answered back.

"Your second hint, My Lord is currently in his sixth year at this school." Dragcu said, his smirk growing. McGongall just rubbed her forehead and muttered, "Nothing normal can ever happen to him, can it?"

Dumbledore who was up was smiling victoriously, he figured he knew who Dragcu's Lord was and if he was right it would be a simple matter to seal Dragcu back where he came from. All he has to was get the boy to hand this Dragcu over to him, for the boy's protection and the 'Greater Good' of course.

"Your third hint…O screw it, I'm bored with this. Harry Potter is my Lord as I am the Guardian of the Potter family." With that Dragcu held out his hand and a large black Naginata with a dark green blade appeared in his hand. He walked over to where Harry sat trying not to bust out laughing, Dragcu got down on one knee before Harry, "My Lord, I Dragcu, hereby swear to uphold my duty as Guardian of the Potter family once more. I humble apologize for my lack of service in the past, but I was trapped in a void of which I could not escape."

At this Harry fell over laughing as did Ron and Hermione. Harry finally stood up and looked at Dragcu before busting out in laughter again, after a minute or two he calmed down. "Alright Dragcu, you can cut the act, I know how you hate all the formal stuff."

"Sweet mother of mercy, bout time! Damn, I really hate all that. Anyway, how was my entrance? I told ya I would make it good, and bloody hell, did I make it good." Dragcu said with a smirk.

Hermione nodded her head at this, "Yes, the black smoke was a nice touch as well. Scared the shit out of most of the people here." She agreed. At this everyone in the Hall gasped, Hermione, Mrs. Prim and Proper, had just used a curse word, she never did that! Neville was now very curious as to what happened over the summer.

"Ya, that was kinda the point ya know. I wanted to see what the wizards and witches of this age were capable of, and I must say, it's rather disappointing. The Founders would be ashamed that this is how it all turned out." Dragcu said with a sad shake of his head.

"Wait! You knew the Founders?" Flitwick asked excitedly.

"Ya, they were a great bunch. Salazar sure was a downer though, I swear, if I didn't know any better I would swear he was the first Goth, always wearing black and dieing his lips black. The dude was creepy, how Helga ever fell in love with that guy, none the less married him, and is beyond me." Dragcu said while chuckling.

Everyone looked at each other in shock at the last part; it was never mentioned in any stories of the Founders that they were married, but also the fact that according to Dragcu, Salazar Slytherin was married to Helga Hufflepuff. Both Houses respective tables erupted in shouts and arguments shortly after the shock wore off.

Dragcu however seemed to be enjoying all this as he was leaning heavily on his Naginata and trying to not laugh.

"Is what your saying true Dragcu? Or is this a joke? Part of your bringing chaos thing you said earlier." Flitwick asked when he saw the state Dragcu was in.

"No, it's true. Why would I make that up when the truth would cause more chaos than a lie? I could have said that Salazar was gay and it wouldn't have done all this. It is hilarious how the truth can…" Dragcu stopped speaking when he felt the tip of a wand at the base of his skull.

"Now, creature, we will send you back to the void where you belong." Dumbledore said menacingly with his wand at Dragcu's skull. Everyone, including Harry, was surprised by this, one, no one even noticed that the Headmaster had moved, and second, the tone he had when speaking to Dragcu was not like anything anyone had ever heard from Dumbledore. "Harry, I must insist you turn this creature over to me. It is a horrendously dark creature and must be destroyed."

Harry sat in his seat looking down at his plate for a minute as the quiet of the Hall seeped in, he slowly raised his head and everyone saw the shining green light coming from his eyes and he spoke in a voice that showed barely held rage "And why Headmaster, would I do that?"

Dragcu: WHAT THE HELL!?!? A Naginata? What happened to my short sword and katana? And what is wrong with me here? AND WHAT ABOUT MY HAIR, WHATS WITH THE DAMN GREEN STRIP????

Dragcun: Well, I did say it was a new you, meaning and new look, even if its just a small change. Your swords will be explained later, but as for your behavior, think about, how long did I saw you where trapped in that void?

Dragcu: YOU MADE ME INSANE!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU??? I KNOW YOUR HALF WAY CRAZY SO YOU HAD TO DO THE SAME TO ME???

Dragcun: Dude, chill. All will be explained as time goes by. Anyway, Hope ya'll enjoyed the story till next time. Please Read and Review, I want to know what ya'll think.

Dragcu: (Grabs Dragcun by the collar) O, we ain't done yet buddy, not by a long shot. (Dragcu punches Dragcun sending him flying of into the distance) Ya, that's right, I'm pissed. Time to pay you cross-eyed nerd!

Authors Note: For those who are unaware of this, a Naginata is a wood shaft with a curved blade on the end; it is similar to the Chinese Guan Dao or European glaive or Russian sovnya. Usually it also had a sword-like guard (tsuba) between the blade and shaft. So in essence, it's a spear with a small katana like blade on the end.