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A/N: With this Year Two begins! I'm well aware that this is a fairly short chapter but I promise they will get longer as the story goes on. Review this, let me know what you think. Enjoy the story of Albus Potter's second year at Hogwarts. I also have the second chapter almost complete so expect that to be up over the weekend.

1: The Use of the Stone

It was easy to hear the howling wind and the thud of the rain on the ocean. The darkness outside made it difficult to make out more than the outline of two stone of the cave pushed back the waves outside. Michael Parker stood, right fist clenched. "Why isn't this working?" Parker growled. Since his flight from Hogwarts, he seemed more insane looking. "It hasn't worked since we got it. I thought all you had to do was stand with the Stone in your hand and think about the person you want to summon?"

Michael Parker had been the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry the year previous. During the year he and some other wizards had defected to the Dark side and hatched a plan. They discovered that the Resurrection Stone was somewhere on the grounds of Hogwarts school. this was where they had convinced Parker to join them. They had been led by Roger Riddle. They narrowed down the location of the Stone to somewhere in the Forbidden Forest on the school grounds. On one of the last days of the school year Parker and two others had journeyed into the Forest in an attempt to retrieve the Stone. Albus Potter, along with Finn Riddle, Scorpius Malfoy and Luke O' Brien, had followed him into the Forest as had Albus' father, Harry Potter. Parker retrieved the Stone. One of his colleagues had been apprehended by Harry Potter and, Parker presumed, had been taken to Azkaban. He had been on the run for the last ten days since his flight from Hogwrats.

Parker's hair and face were matted with dirt, as were his robes. With a flick of his wand, he was cleaner. Not completely clean, but cleaner than he had been only moments ago.

"I don't think it's that easy. If using the Stone was that simple, there would have been so many more people who would have used. Muggles, for example, who picked up a funny looking stone and were thinking of people that had died. I'm sure there's much more to it than that." the curly haired man, Nott, said. He swished his wand and a book appeared. He outstretched his hand and the book fell into it.

"What's that about?" he hissed at the other man.

"This is a book about the Stone" he said coolly.

"Well, have you found anything on it then, Nott?" he said menacingly.

"Don't take that tone with me, Michael" he replied. His voice was silky and cool. There was no sense of anger or displeasure in his voice as he spoke but it was firm and Parker knew he was being serious.

"Well have you found something or not?" he said.

"You have to turn the Stone thrice in hand. Using the stone you can only bring back loved ones from the grave. Did you love the Dark Lord?" he asked

"No, I did not love Lord Voldemort" he replied, his anger rising inside.

"The Stone won't work to summon him then" the man replied, his voice retaining it's silkiness.

"We need to bring some more people here. Death Eaters, from his inner circle would be a good start" Parker growled

"You know as well as I do that anyone from the Dark Lord's inner circle are either dead or imprisoned." the curly haired man replied.

"I can think of one who is neither dead nor imprisoned" Parker said, a smile crossing his face.

"I know who you are talking about. Perhaps we should bring him here now."

"That would be brilliant." With that the man turned on the spot. There was a loud crack and the curly haired man was gone.

Michael Parker rubbed a hand through his hair, which was matted with dirt, and this cause much of this dirt to fall from his head. He bent down and picked up the book. Parker looked at the cover and read the title:

The Tales of Beedle the Bard

He groaned in frustration and hurled the book at the wall of the cave. It bounced harmless off the jagged stone wall. Parker heard another loud crack and quickly turned, drawing his wand at the same time. Two men stood before them. The curly haired man looked at Parker who lowered his wand.

"Nice of you to join us" Parker said, trying to keep his tone friendly.

The third man, a relatively tall one with long white hair. "Ah, Michael Parker" he said, his voice drawling. He continued "there were many people that were unhappy with your actions last June, Potter and his son among them."

"And where do you stand on what we did?" Parker growled.

"Well, tell me your plan and I'll give my opinion." he replied.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Parker hissed

"I came here of my accord. Your friend here didn't force me, he simply said we need your help. We're trying to bring back the Dark Lord. I came and now I ask for the details of your plan."

"We got the Resurrection Stone. We are trying to use it to summon the Dark Lord. To see if we can bring him back." he finished.

No one moved. There was an awkward silence. It was the white haired man who spoke next.

"Well, I think the first flaw in your plan was killing Riddle. You are trying to bring back his brother, I think he would have had more success than you are currently having." he was cut off as Parker butted in with a question.

"How do you know we're having no success?"

"You wouldn't have came for me had you been successful" he replied quickly which earned him a menacing glare from Parker. "As I was saying, killing Riddle was a big, big mistake."

"After Riddle's son was killed, I think he would have summoned him and not the Dark Lord." the curly haired man butted in, his silky voice seemed to calm everyone around them.

"Killing his son was also a huge mistake on your-" he said gesturing to Parker and Nott "-part. Nowhere does it say that you are unable to summon two people at the same time with the Stone. For all we know he may have summoned the both of them. We will, however, never find out since you killed him."

"We will figure this out on our own. We don't need Riddle." Parker growled.

"You may not think you need him, but you do need him. He would be a great asset to your cause. You should also know, as I'm guessing you don't get much news here, that Potter is hell bent on catching the pair of you. I heard he is bringing in a top class Auror from Australia." the white haired man said.

"Are you trying to scare us?" Parker hissed.

"Not at all. I am sympathetic to your cause. I'm merely giving you a heads up." he drawled. He turned on the spot and was gone with a loud crack.

"We need to keep him in the loop" the curly haired man called Nott said.

"We will" Parker replied.

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