In the Shadows Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

Tonks approached her parent's house in middle London with a huge weight on her mind. Snape had challenged what she brought to the Order, other than a clumsy bodyguard. Engaging mouth before brain she said she could bring two powerful men in on their side. Now she had to live up to that boast.

'Damn it' she cursed and knocked on the door.

A few minutes later, some steps and a click got Tonks' attention back to the matter at hand. Her mother Andromeda opened the door, her own hair brown, with a few greys showing from her hairnet. Andromeda was slightly taller but less muscular than Tonks. She broke into a wide beaming smile.

"Dora! Good to see you hun" she said and pulled her daughter into a powerful hug.

Tonks smiled; she'd almost forgotten what he mother's hugs were like. Returning the embrace she patted her mother's back with a smile. Andromeda hurried her daughter into the lounge room and set her down, getting a biscuit tin from the kitchen for a snack.

"Mother, the last time you ate those biscuits, I'm informed, was when you were pregnant with me. Something I should know?" she asked with a grin.

"Nymphadora, how could you ask such a thing of your mother!" although the use of the full name irked her, Tonks saw the humorous glint in her mother's eyes.

"Well, lovely, look. I need to speak with dad, is he around?" Tonks asked.

"Yes he is, he's out back building the new greenhouse" she said and led her daughter to the sun room that Ted had built.

"Why don't you magic one up?" Tonks asked.

"Because your father would see it as a slight to his masculinity honey, and, between us girls, there is no finer sight than a sweaty, topless working man" her mother gave a grin capable of causing a bishop's briefs to spontaneously combust.

"I appreciate the concept. However, that is my father out there, eww" Tonks made a face, but her mind wandered to a similar sight she saw earlier that month.

"Well, I'll call him in and ask him to put on a shirt okay dear" Andromeda patted her daughter's head as Tonks went to make tea.

Ted came inside, with a shirt, and gave his daughter a big hug. Ted Tonks was a big man, nearly six foot eight. He'd served in the British Army, in posts in Northern Ireland and even served in Falklands in 1982 – 1983. With several martial art titles also under his belt, it was easy to see where Tonks could get her more forceful behavioural traits.

How've you been dad?" she asked.

"Good dear, your mother keeps me in line fairly well. I in turn beat up the burglars and, other individuals" he said with a low tone.

Tonks smirked. Though her father less so, her mother was always open about her magical powers. Most times it only caused some initial fear, soon abated. However, some of her mother's more, religious associates had stopped speaking; one even threatened to fire bomb her house. Once, a couple of the men had showed up with placards outside their house. Unfortunately for them, it was Ted's poker night. And magic or not, even the devout don't argue with a bunch of whiskey drinking infantry.

'Dad's friends. I better get this unpleasant business over with quickly' steeling her resolve, Tonks spoke.

"Mum, I need to speak with dad, it's a sensitive matter. Boy Who Lived related even" she had throw that bone, her mother deserved it.

"Oh, I see. Um, well, I think I need to have a lay down" Andromeda made a quick exit.

"Dad, I really, really need your help" Tonks said once her mother was out of earshot.

"And why do you need to get An to leave the room?" he was very confused.

"I need to see Hanzo and Ray" Tonks said two names that Ted hadn't heard in a long time.

Tonks saw her father go a little stiff and get a far away look in his eyes. Her own eyes went to a photo of her father, mother, herself as a baby and a pair of Asian men, grinning in an almost Sirius like manner. Hanzo was her godfather, and Ray was a friend of Hanzo's. Both of them met her father while he was in Northern Ireland.

"Nymphadora, this had better be good" Ted said with a tight grin.

"Believe me, if this wasn't the last option possible, I would just go up to my room and take a nap before one of mum's dinners. However, a storm is coming dad, the Wizarding World is on the brink of its own Second World War" Tonks explained.

"It's truly that bad?" Ted wasn't kept up to date of things in the family's alternative community; mainly because he found it too depressing.

"Yes dad, he is coming back to power; he's very powerful and he's got a lot of followers. I'm asking you, from one soldier to another, to help me by allowing me to get some good reinforcements" Tonks implored.

"Oh boy, I need a drink. An picked me up some very old Fire Whiskey from a shop in Diagon Alley, I don't think any single malt stuff will seem as good any more. Want a glass?" he asked.

"Sorry dad, semi-on duty, I need to find Hanzo and Ray. Please, help me" again she implored her father.

Ted closed his eyes as he took a dram of the Fire Whiskey; the burning sensation was quick, because of having drunk it before. He rubbed his closed eyes and then reached into a small box behind his booze bottles. From it he removed a small piece of paper. Returning to his seat, he handed it to Tonks.

"Here, that was their last known address; it's about five miles from here. I got to warn you Dora, Hanzo isn't how you'll remember him, and neither is Ray" he said.

"I know, but I miss Hanzo and Ray sometimes dad, you forget they became my friends too" she replied softly.

"I know. Better go, if they're not there you'll have some serious detective work on your hands" he said with a chuckle.

"I'm sorry I had to ask this of you dad, but, it is an emergency" she said, hugging him.

"Darling, you've never asked for anything from me unless you really needed it, that's why I'm as scared as I am" he gave Tonks a kiss on her forehead, ruffling her pink hair too.

"Tell mum I'm sorry I couldn't stay, but, you know how it is" she said, heading for the door.

"Yeah, yeah I do" Ted looked at his feet as the door slammed shut.

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In North London, Tonks found herself in a rough and tumble neighbourhood; teenagers' not in school, drug dealers and other assorted hoodlums. There was one area though, that seemed to radiate a kind of, safe feeling. Following her instincts, Tonks made her way towards it.

Entering the large estate she saw kids playing on the grounds. Sandpits, swings. It was all there, and it wasn't damaged or graffiti ridden. No syringes from careless or scared and lonely drug users. It was clean, and warm to the eyes. Her roaming gaze caught a solid built man in a tracksuit and an iRiver plugged into his ears. Tonks walked towards him until he looked up at her: his eyes were pale, blue the same colour as glacial ice.

"I thought you stayed in the shadows, never coming out but to do your thing" Tonks said with a grin.

"Hey Nym, how's it going" he drawled lazily.

"Wotcher Ray, not bad, yourself?" she asked, sitting down next to him.

"Been keeping this little bit of London clean, you know, the usual" he said with a grin.

"And Hanzo, how is he?" she asked tentatively.

"He's been, well, not so great Tonks, he's lost a lot. Linda and Tak, they were killed after he was" Ray said.

"Hanzo's dead?" Tonks asked incredulously.

"Yes and no, come on, come with me. He may not recognise you. You won't recognise him most likely too" Ray sadly started leading her up the stairs of the estate.

Tonks spent the time going up the stairs contemplating the bizarre thing that Ray had told her. It didn't make sense at all. Tonks had only met Linda and Tak once, but Hanzo had loved them dearly according to Ray. Soon they came to a door with a swipe card. Ray took a small plastic card from his pocket and swiped it. With a beep the door opened.

"Final warning Tonks, he's not as he once was" Ray said before going in.

Tonks made a grim face and followed.

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Harry Potter found himself waking from a most peculiar dream. He was in a large open field, older than he was now with a woman sitting beside him, resting her head on his lap. He'd been stroking her hair which seemed to shimmer between different colours where he caressed it. His other hand was intertwined with hers and resting on a large bulge in her stomach. The woman turned her head up towards him, smiling. It was Tonks.

'Bloody hell' Harry's body shot up of its own volition and he found himself sweating and aroused. Not exactly the most brilliant of ways to wake up.

"Harry mate, you okay?" Ron asked from his own bed.

"Yeah, how'd your date with Luna go last night?" he asked.

"Was good fun, and thanks for the advice man. That, 'fair' thingy was a good call" Ron said with a thumbs up.

"She liked it then?" Harry was pleased for Ron.

"Yeah, and it appears that it's a rule of the universe that if you win your date a stuffed toy, you get a kiss" Ron said with a, soft smile.

"Spiffing mate, I'm gonna take a shower" Harry grabbed his towels and other toiletries.

"Clean or Calm?" Ron asked.

"Duel Conspiracy" Harry answered with a groan.

Harry and Ron, being the young men that they were had developed code to describe many things about themselves. Clean or Calm was a question on why the shower was being taken: to actually clean the body, or calm it down. Harry's answer of Duel Conspiracy meant it was both.

Sufficiently clean and calmed, Harry returned to the room he shared with Ron and got changed, he was alone as Ron went to the shower as he exited. Dressing in some casual jeans and polo shirt; Harry headed down towards the kitchen in 12 Grimmuld Place to see what Dobby was doing for breakfast. The House Elf's presence was due to Mrs. Weasley being absent from kitchen work.

"Good morning Harry, did you sleep well?" Lupin asked, he was seated reading the Daily Prophet.

"Better than most nights, that's for sure" he answered and sat down.

"Good, no dreams then?" Lupin pressed.

"No nightmares if that's what you mean" Harry said buttering his toast.

"Oh, a good dream then?" Lupin got that, dare Harry think it, wolfish look in his eyes again.

"Not sure, I mean it wasn't unpleasant but it was shocking, not sexually before you even go there" Harry cut Lupin off at the pass.

"Then what?" his friend asked.

"It was like, a vision and a dream at the same time. I felt so peaceful I was almost afraid I'd just died in my sleep and idled off to Heaven" he explained a little.

"Was the dream personal, Harry?" Lupin asked; rolling his eyes.

"A little" he replied.

"Then perhaps you'd better stop dancing around and tell me to bugger off before I eventually weed it out of you" Lupin sniggered as Harry realised that he'd revealed the information without thinking.

'It's almost as if I want him to know what it was about' Harry thought, chewing his food slower than usual.

Ron strut, nay, levitated down the stairs towards the breakfast table, thanking Dobby on the way for the breakfast. He eased himself into a chair and began tucking in on the bacon and eggs, toast and sausage. Lupin simply watched the two boys. Right now they were alone at Grimmuld Place together, Mr and Mrs. Weasley were at the Burrow, Moody was out and Snape was off doing his spy thing. The others were coming and going as they needed.

"Where's Tonks, Lupin?" Harry asked.

"Went on a little fact finding mission I think" he said, putting down the Prophet and rubbing his eyes.

"When are Hermione and Ginny due back?" Ron asked.

"Not sure, the two love birds are out at the moment. No doubt their PDA will give every single heterosexual male in Hogwarts enough fantasy material to last all year" Lupin said, knowing it was an easy way to get a rise out of Ron.

"If you weren't bigger or scarier than me Lupin, I'd hit you" Ron said, swallowing an egg.

The somewhat, unorthodox relationship that had blossomed between Hermione and Ginny had given all parties a real shock. Mrs. Weasley had fainted and had then since refused to talk to her daughter. Harry responded by banning her from the house, Mr. Weasley was still welcome, and even Dumbledore agreed that until Molly saw past the unbecoming prejudice, the ban stood. Ron was fine after a few Fire Whiskeys, kindly administered by his brothers Bill and Charlie. Ginny's brothers couldn't really have given a toss whom the girl dated, as long as she was happy.

"Besides, makes us less worry about irresponsible behaviour on her part, now we only have to worry about Ron" Bill had said with a smirk: Ron had thrown a pillow at him for that.

"So lads, what is on today's menu" Lupin asked, looking between the two young men.

"Not sure, might go and see Luna again, she may be a bit spacey but she's a lot of fun" Ron said as he got up from the table.

"Might work on my potions essay, Snape's been breathing down my neck about it, and that's a scary thought" Harry said.

Before anyone could do anything else, Tonks came through the front door; accompanied by two other people. One of them was Asian and dressed in some wizard robes, the other one was totally undercover in a large cloak. At first glance Harry thought he was a Death Eater, but saw no mask.

"Ah Tonks, who are these two gentlemen?" Lupin asked; his wand level with them.

"Remember I opened my big mouth and said I'd bring some people to give Harry a handle on some unarmed combat, and help us too?" she asked, looking at her feet.

"Yes, I do recall that. Are these the ones you spoke of?" he asked, lowering his expression but not his wand.

"Yeah, this is Ray, and the silent one is Hanzo. He's suffered a bit of a trauma, but he's still able to teach" Tonks insisted.

Harry was paying minimal attention to the words Tonks was speaking, paying more attention to the curvature of the mouth speaking them. He looked up in Tonks' eyes: today they were a vivid purple colour. Harry found himself losing his conscious self in those eyes. He smiled upon noticing the same bubblegum pink hair was adorning her head.

'By Merlin's Beard she's an exquisite woman' the thought came almost unbidden, but it was not disputed either.

"Earth to Harry, are you in there mate?" Ron waved his hand in front of the boy's somewhat vacant face.

"Oh sorry Ron, I was miles away" he said lamely.

'More likely a little closer than that, in fact I'd say six feet away' Lupin was now starting to get another piece of the puzzle but was glad Tonks didn't notice Harry's stare.

"Okay Tonks, I'm sure Dumbledore will want to meet them so they may as well stay for the day" Lupin was starting to be convinced by the young Auror's assurances.

The one she called Ray was friendly enough, and few quick checks proved neither were Wizards, yet, both emitted a strange energy that Lupin couldn't identify. Hanzo, the silent one who sat in the living room, watching the fire seemed to be, distant.

While Ray and the others spoke amiably, Tonks sat down next to Hanzo, leaning on him. He turned towards her and seemed to cock his head, as if trying to force his brain to work. Tonks smiled a sad smile and grabbed his hand.

"Come on, Hanzo, don't you remember me, lil' Tonks, or Shifty as you used to nick name me" she said.

"I remember, fragments, images and short movements, I remember you" he answered, his voice was rough like sandpaper, but not unpleasant.

"That's a good start" she hugged him tightly.

Harry watched Tonks interact with the quiet man; he sensed a sort of kinship between them, as if they were family. His theory was given weight by the way Hanzo softly began to pat Tonks' hair.

"I wouldn't worry, he's her Godfather. You're still in with a chance" Harry jumped as Ray whispered to him.

"Bloody hell, don't do that" Harry was clutching his now fast beating heart.

"Sorry, couldn't resist. This is your house correct?" Ray asked.

"Yeah, well, it is now" Harry said, going a little sad himself.

"Okay, I need a room to teach. Big room, say twenty feet across and twenty five feet long. Any rooms that big here?" Ray asked.

"Um, I think so. Come with me" Harry remembered.

Harry led Ray to the large basement of Grimmuld Place. It was dusty and full of cobwebs but it was clear of debris. Ray looked over it appreciatively seeing what it could become. Ray nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you Harry, this will do nicely. Could you ask Tonks to come down here, please?" Ray asked.

"Sure" Harry jogged back upstairs to get Tonks.

He found her still with Hanzo, although now Hermione and Ginny were back, spooning on the couch. Tonks was talking to Hanzo, telling him a story by the look of it. Harry moved over to them and spoke to Tonks.

"Okay good, um, Harry, why don't you have a chat with Hanzo, I think you'll find you two have something in common" Tonks said, heading down to the basement.

Harry sat down nervously beside Hanzo: he wasn't a big man but he seemed to be almost overpowering in his own right. Hanzo turned his head and looked at Harry. Harry drew back: Hanzo's eyes were a milky white, indicating he was blind, at least, Harry thought he was.

"So, you are the one burdened with defeating the evil wizard, Lord Voldermort" he spoke slowly, but fiery.

"Yeah, I guess Tonks told you that" Harry said.

"Among other things; you see, I have little memory past about five years ago. I have checked photos and letters; Tonks is my goddaughter" apparently some of his memory was returning.

"Love is a beautiful thing to behold is it not" Hanzo asked, nodding towards the sleeping Ginny, her head in Hermione's lap.

"Not to some, Ginny, the red head, her mother won't speak to her because of this" Harry mumbled, seeing some hurt in Hermione's eyes when he said it.

"Love is a matter of soul. Let no one tell you different" Hanzo said, loud enough for Hermione to hear.

Harry was sure there was a double meaning in what Hanzo said. He felt the air move as Hanzo stood up to leave the room, going in the same direction as Tonks had. Hermione smiled at Harry, it had been a while since they were able to have a chat.

"How you feeling Harry?" she asked, speaking softly so as not to wake Ginny.

"Fine, how about you and Gin. Get much drama around town?" he asked in return.

"No, some people looked at us a little funny; we saw Dean Thomas and the poor bloke nearly had a heart attack" Hermione said, chuckling.

"Well I'm not surprised; the lad did seem awful keen on getting Ginny on a date" Harry recalled Dean's occasional bouts of self conscious flutters.

"You two are way too loud for me to enjoy my dream" Ginny's soft voice drifted up with some mirth.

"Hi Ginny, sleep well?" Harry asking, twirling his wand in his hand.

"Fine thank you" she said, turning a smile on Hermione.

Hermione leaned in and gave Ginny a soft kiss, neither was afraid of being affectionate towards the other. Their moment of tenderness was interrupted by a snorting noise: Harry who was joined by the now awake Charlie.

"What is so funny, Mr. Potter?" Hermione asked, getting the same look in her that was reserved for House Elf abusers.

"Thinking that if I wasn't so close to Ginny's family, I'd just sit here and drink malt liquor and watch you both" he explained: only to be bombarded with pillows and a few choice words.

"Morning Harry, Gin and Tonic. Where's Lupin and Ron?" Charlie greeted, using the nick name he'd coined for Ginny and Hermione.

"Went out I think, something about Luna, after that I just tuned out. Mooney still ought to be in the kitchen, failing that, try the basement" Harry replied, his voice muffled by the many pillows covering his face.

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Charlie left Harry to get pillows thrown at him and made his way down to the basement, seeing that Mooney wasn't in the kitchen. His poor nervous system got quite a shock when he saw what had happened to the basement. Where there was once dust and old crates there was a polished wood floor, with several square feet covered in tatami mats. Several Chinese and Japanese wall scrolls on hung up as well.

"Morning Charlie, could you get the kids to come down here" Tonks called out, her head buried in a sports bag, looking for something.

"Uh, yeah sure" Charlie said.

Once Charlie himself had recovered and summoned the children downstairs, the reasons were made apparent. These two men were here to train Harry and any of the others who wished to take part in the training were welcome. When the children arrived, Tonks and Ray were sitting at the head of the mats in training uniforms. Tonks was in a white one and Ray's was dark blue. Around Tonks' waist was a black belt, two gold bars on the tip. Ray's belt was red.

"Okay, just take a seat around the mat for now, the niceties will be worked out later" Tonks said.

"Well, here is the story: my good friend Tonks has asked me to help you defeat a coming evil. Magical self defence is all well and good, but, there are times when grabbing a wand would be, impractical or impossible" Ray stood as he spoke and walked to the centre of the mat.

"Tonks will demonstrate a case in point" he continued and handed Tonks a wand in a holster.

Tonks placed the holster on her thigh, Harry's eye lingered there for a moment, and she stood in a natural pose. Suddenly Ray grabbed her around her arms, easily restraining her due to his large arms. It seemed impossible for her to get away.

Tonks suddenly dropped her weight, sitting on Ray's pelvis, dragging the larger man down a bit. Then she hooked her right leg behind Ray's right leg and reefed it upwards while simultaneously leaning back. This caused Ray to logically lose his footing and fall onto his back. Tonks used the backwards momentum to roll over Ray, grinding her back into his face as she did so, and broke his grip.

With a loud thump, Ray hit the ground and Tonks had rolled off him and now knelt with one knee near Ray's head. With a loud cry, Tonks brought down her hand in a chop like motion: stopping millimetres from Ray's nose.

"That is a Hapkido technique, Tonks will be teaching you that with Hanzo as the advisor" Ray spoke with a groan as he got back up.

"I on the other hand will teach something else" Ray got back to his feet.

He nodded at Tonks and she set up in a boxer stance. Ray himself had a more Asian stance, one leg behind the other, rear leg slightly bent. Arms kept in similar fashion. After a brief pause, Tonks rushed Ray with a flurry of jabs and crosses. Ray blocked all of them and then threw a vicious round kick to Tonks' thigh, causing her to falter and stumble. Ray threw forward two powerful piston punches that collided with her sternum.

Before anyone could react, Ray swept Tonks' legs out from under her and she landed with a loud thump also. Despite the punishment she'd just endured, Tonks was wearing a huge grin, like she'd rediscovered a great joy long forgotten. Tonks bounded back up, almost like a puppy playing its favourite game.

"The training will begin learning the basics of both Hapkido and Shotokan Karate. After that" he paused nodded towards a large ball. Hanzo picked it up.

"We will proceed to more" he stopped again as the ball was hurled towards him.

There was a small blue glow in Ray's hand and he threw it forward. A small blue sphere flew towards the ball. On contact with the ball it turned to ice. Ray performed a roundhouse kick as the ball came into range, shattering it into shards.

"Interesting training" he finished with a grin.

The children as well as Lupin and Charlie were now slack jawed and wide eyed. They'd seen freezing charms before but nothing like that. What ever Ray had done, it wasn't magic by their standards but at the same time, it seemed like a magical ability.

"Today we will simply work on basic sparring, tomorrow; we shall start on close quarters combat" Ray finished with a smile.

So that was how the last five hours of the day before nightfall were spent. Sparring and practicing everything, stance, style and free form fighting. Tonks aided them by casting cushioning charms on them, allowing them to hit fully. There were still some injuries: Lupin and Charlie ended up breaking a few of each other's ribs. It got them both an ear chewing from Tonks. Harry had suffered a few blows to the head considering that he kept stealing glances at Tonks.

'Beautiful, funny, strong and powerful' these words ran through his head.

Trouble was, her training garb was a bit small and kept tugging at her, outlining her body and the pants clung tightly to her bum, the white allowing the green coloured lingerie she was wearing to show. This was the main reason for all of the blows to the head.

"Okay, all of you go and get cleaned up and get some food into you. Tomorrow we begin at seven o'clock sharp" Ray announced.

They all groaned and filed out. Except Harry, he still stood and looked at Tonks and Ray. Once everyone else was gone, Harry approached them. He knew in the back of his head that this was mainly for him, because he was the one to kill Voldermort. So who better to train him than warriors?

"Harry, how are you feeling?" Tonks asked, stripping her jacket off, leaving her in her sports top, her matching green bra visible underneath.

"I'm okay. My nightmares have left me alone for the past few days" Harry admitted.

"Good to hear, Lupin told me those nightmares were really terrible for you" Tonks flashed Harry a smile that could melt ice.

Unbeknownst to either Harry or Tonks, both Ray and Hanzo shared a look. Although Hanzo's face was hidden and his eyes blank, Ray knew they were thinking the same thing. Filing it away for later, Ray began to explain to Harry exactly why they were being taught these powerful and obviously dangerous techniques.

"You need to defeat Voldermort, you need to know how to fight, how to hurt and how to kill. Hanzo and I can teach you all of these things because that was what we did with our lives" Ray explained.

"What did you do?" Harry was incredulous and a little frightened. Tonks placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it.

"We were, key word here is 'were', assassins. I worked for a group called the Lin Kuei. However I was able to reform it, now we are a secret force for good" Ray explained.

"Ray, I-" Harry began.

"My name isn't Ray, Harry. My name is Sub Zero. My ancestors were a race of cryomancers" Sub Zero elaborated.

"I see. What about Hanzo?" Harry asked, looking at the mysterious man in the hooded cloak.

"That is a story for Hanzo and Hanzo only to tell" Tonks interjected, seeing the way Hanzo imperceptibly stiffened.

"I don't believe it" a very harsh and angry voice sounded from the stairs.

Snape was standing imperiously at the foot of the stairs, his hook nose and greasy hair and oily voice were among Harry's least favourite things in the world. The Potions Master approached them slowly, Harry noticed Sub Zero creating an ice ball behind his back. He was right in their faces before he spoke again.

"I should learn never to open my mouth regarding you Tonks, I challenge you to bring help and you bring guns for hire. You're more worthless than I thought" he spat.

"If you wish to keep that tongue in your mouth fool, you'll hold it now" Sub Zero was getting angry: the room became cold.

No one noticed Hanzo circling around the room; Snape was so involved in getting in Tonks and Sub Zero's faces that he didn't see the silent man. Harry had moved, almost unnoticeably in front of Tonks, hoping vainly to shield her from the irate man.

"Don't threaten me, I'm a powerful wizard and I've fought many battles, and I fight to win" Snape was wading in dangerous waters.

"Severus, Dumbledore will bee here tonight. Raise your reservations then, not now" Tonks was getting heated by the man's barbs at her.

"Or you could continue and get you head kicked in, your choice" Sub Zero had started making the room really cold.

Snape had noticed the sudden drop in temperature and cast a very suspicious look at Sub Zero; looking deep into his eyes, their ice blue colour suddenly confirmed a deep rooted fear that Snape had been feeling since he laid eyes on the man.

"Lin Kuei, you brought Lin Kuei into our fold" he hissed, lips pursed.

"Not just any Lin Kuei, the Grandmaster" Tonks smirked.

'Lin Kuei? What the hell is that?' Harry wondered.

"FOOL!" Snape made a huge mistake and lunged for Tonks.

Harry rose up, using as much of his body to shield Tonks. What happened after that took all of a split second. Hanzo grabbed Snape by his wand hand, twisted it into a lock and brought it down towards his knee, while bringing his knee upwards sharply.

There was a loud snap as Snape's elbow bent at an unnatural angle. Hanzo switched his hands around so his other hand now held Snape's lapel and with his right hand drew a large flaming sword and slammed Snape into a wall, placing the sword blade at his throat.

"Do not, ever, touch my goddaughter in that fashion. Try to do so again and I will kill you" Hanzo's voice had turned deep and frightening.

Snape was a great deal of pain, but he stared into Hanzo's eyes. His eyes were vacant, soulless and dangerous. Snape felt his chin burning from the flames on the sword's blade. Hanzo dropped him to the ground, and sheathed his sword, turning his eyes to the top of the stairs.

Dumbledore had arrived.