It had been 12 years since the death of Dark lord Voldemort. Every year this same day was celebrated as the day that Harry Potter 'the boy who vanquished' got rid of Voldemort forever… Or 'HP day' for short. On this day all of Wizarding Britian was a holiday and people went out to feast and enjoy. The person in question Mr. Harry Potter, Head Auror of the British wizarding nation, however was too busy to enjoy the day, which was named after him. Being head auror sure had a thing about keeping him busy 'especially' the day when everyone else let their guards down.
12 years ago Harry had finished the mission for which he was born to. But unlike what most believed, Harry had not believed that his work was done. The world was a very large place and potential for more dark lords would always be there.
Harry had therefore joined a Magical University soon after completing Hogwarts. After 3 years of serious study with majors in Magical theory and Ancient curses and with a minor on History of Wizardry, Harry Potter had graduated with a top degree as Specialist and Master in Curse and Magic (SMCC, Hons).
With his degree in hand Harry had then used his considerable wealth to travel the world. But that had been after a year of teaching in Hogwarts in Defence against the Dark Arts. He had also been offered a more permanent position but he had refused. His purpose had been to spend more time with Albus' portrait. It is amazing what one could learn with an audience from one of the most powerful wizards in the world or rather his portrait in this case. Afterwards he. As planned set out on his long journey to tour and learn more. He had been to many places and wizarding cities and had learnt a lot in his adventures. It was in these journeys that Harry gained newer insights into Magic and its culture in different parts of the world. He had learnt a lot especially about some unique brands of magic such as Parsel Magic and Hand Magic. He had also become the owner of many rare and powerful artefacts in addition to being the master of the Deathly Hallows. This had made him a very formidable wizard.
In his travels Harry had had to fight many times for his survival esp when he encountered new and powerful dark magic practitioners. Many situations had required him to use the most unique of magics in order to remain alive. Each experience however made him even stronger than before. His last acquisition, before he returned to Britian however hadn't been an artefact but a living curse. Possessed with this curse, Harry finally, after 5 years had decided to return back to Britian as an accomplished wizard. He was then 26 years old and had started making a reputation for himself. Back in Britian he joined the auror force and quickly in the matter of 2 years, he had become the senior most field expert and got the position of Head Auror.
Ronald Weasley who had been Harry's friend or rather best mate in Hogwarts had instead continued his magical University education for 5 years after Hogwarts and had come out with top scores and President's honours in all his subjects which included – Magical theory, Art of Wizardry, Forensic Spells Expert , History of Magic, Science of Telekinetics, and Wizard Politics. He had done a lot of research in many fields including Non Wizarding Magic which by itself took an average of 6 years in the prestigious Queen's University of Sorcery. His teachers and associates found him to be a natural and an extremely voracious learner. Now this was most surprising , not that his teachers knew of course, but he had never shown such potential to learn before. But at the end of 5 years and at the age of 22 Ron had already acquired all his PhDs and got a job in the ministry of Magic as the foremost expert on Magics and Senior Unspeakable. He served directly under the Head Unspeakable. If there was an unsolvable case Ron would solve it in lets say…2 hours. He had been there when Harry returned 3 years later. It had been Ron who supervised Harry and it had been him who had maintained correspondence with Harry during his 'tour'. Currently both were 30 years old and senior professional in the ministry. Harry being the Head Auror served directly under Ron who was senior Magi expert and expert assistant to the Head Unspeakable.
Ever since the reign of Voldemort had ended many magic users had come out playing terror and trying to become the next dark lord. Harry and Ron before him, had played an immense role in stopping any of these power risings and had been honoured the Valiant award many times. Now Ron mostly did the non-field work while Harry did the field work. Harry directly reported to Ron. In the span of the last 4 years the crime rate had dropped drastically.
Ron's father Mr. Arthur Weasley had become the new Minister of Magic 2 years ago winning the polls by a clear 68 votes and had at once initiated several reforms meant to bring Britian out of the dark ages and into a new Renaissance. He had studied a lot about muggles and their technology and wished to put forward all effort to develop similar advances in magical society as well. At first sceptical, the senior ministry workers gradually warmed to the idea and new developments such as wizarding Tele, Portable handheld floo sets, crystal ball communicators, magic motors and the like have become very common. At first the efforts were expensive and only the absolutely rich could afford these latest devices. But Arthur was confident that like in the Muggle world after a few years every person of magical heritage will own a 'floo-bile'. Of course with this new advances came newer scopes for jobs and sponsors. New research methods and companies started developing new products based on new tech principles. Very soon commercialism erupted and people were flooding the markets trying to get the best deals and special network packages for their new hand sets. Then came a revolutionary idea to link wizarding network to the Muggle. This required some sophisticated spell work as well as power network platforms to be established in wizarding and muggle areas.
It was Dr. Arnoldzik, a 40-year-old muggle born wizard, who managed to develop the first software required to be able to convert magical fields into viable volt output. This revolutionised magical technology as this enabled magical technology to work in muggle surroundings and Muggle to work in wizarding ones. Secondly his equation solved one of the biggest hurdles for wizarding Britian- a suitable power source. Using the latent magic in any area and converting it to voltage outputs gave them an inexhaustible supply of power; Dr Arnoldzik for his contribution was given the Order of Merlin Ist class. Of course Britian still had a long way to go before all its new ideas could be wholly competent and viable.(There had also been many critics against the Arnoldzik equation and how it was detrimental to Magic but let's not go there now). But it was a start. Right now all Mr. Weasley, the minister of Magic thought about was an awesome muggle discovery – the cyber space, if only he could figure out how to access that damn internet.
Hermione in contrast to Ron and Harry had done her diploma in Wizarding Liasions and had also acquired a degree on advanced Charms and Transfiguration. She now acted as a Wizard- Muggle Liasion for the Ministry.
All the three friends were very busy in their lives. They sometimes floo-mobiled each other but that was mostly it. Harry and Ron would of course meet daily as they worked together.
Date- 18 September 2008 Location- New Wizarding Britian, Kat city, Muggle area.
A huge white van was racing the road at full speed. It was past midnight and there were surprisingly a lot of traffic. It was weekend the next day but as this Van pushed past, many lost their chance at a peaceful drive the next day as their car would have to effect repairs. Subtly chasing this Van was A unique bike. The bike was so designed that it appeared more like a double cone with a front and rear wheels. It had a sleek black design with red highlights and a t the back one could make out two legs holding onto the supports, probably the rider. However the riders upper half seemed to be covered by the front shell of the torpedo end of the bike as in a small chamber. Overall it looked like a missile on wheels. Within this specially designed bike was a lone occupant. Even though his upperhalf was covered by the armour shell of the bike, inside he could see everything via specially designed monitors. Every moment the rider of the bike would make a small turn in the never ending chase of the van. A cat and mouse game. And he was the cat.Those muggles can't run forever the occupant thought. It could have just apparated into the van but new policies ragrding muggles required him to chase them on his R-Bike. Besides it was more fun this way.
The driver of the van looked at his side mirror. He could make out a shape chasing them . He frowned – 'We're eing followed' he said to a black lady sitting behind him. There were three more people in the van- A man, a woman and a small girl who couldn't have been more than 10 years old.
The first woman muttered- 'I'm gonna shake I'm' and pulled out a sten shooter. She quickly covered her face with a cloth and opened the uphatch of the van and moved up. The bike registered this in its monitor- 'Detecting Muggle weapon- A sten shooter model 48. Ammo assessment- unclear. Threat assessment- minimal , possible defensive measures- magnet shielding, said the automated voice system in the R- bike. The occupant just smiled and directed the computer so. They were now entering a hih way lane and the traffic was a lot empty here. The woman in the van aimed the gun at the distorted object that was seemingly following them . 'Alien scum ' she shouted and shot- All the bullets reached its target but were dispelled to the sides of the bike unharmed, by the magnetic shielding. The woman noticed it was having no effect. If anything that thing was coming at them even closer . 'Can't this thing go any faster she shouted to the driver' 'Any faster? We are going at 150, that's the top speed'
She just shook her head and looked back at the road . That thing was getting too close for comfort.
The bike was almost there. It could easily put a burst of speed and reach speeds exceeding 500 but the chase was fun. Suddenly a red flash came over the monitor. The occupant of the bike frowned and touched the screen where the light was flashing. Immediately a visual image recognition scanned his face and the message came- 'This is team o-ninety one-. We are caught in a trabble. I repeat we are caught in a trabble. Requesting immediate back..' the transmission ended. He checked the stats. The transmission came fromKinestone, Riveris near Orchard, 10 miles from here. It was a hideout area and no muggles were seen at the place excpt those hired. The person who sent the transmission was – Tania Swain, One of the Aurors and leader of unit o-ninety one. Based on records they were supposed to apprehend a suspect for smuggling of Yriink- a goblin powder which was highly illegal. The aurors had long since benn tracking the gag. They had gotten a new lead just 2 days back and team o-ninety one was sent. But noew they were in a trabble which meant they gotten more than they could chew with no means of retreat. He sighed and his bike slowed down and turned back responding to his touch and thoughts. Then it suddenly accelerated at super speed towards Kinestone.
The driver of the van saw the thing turn around and vanish. 'Hey where did it go?'
'The woman had also seen it ' 'Its gone..good' she said th her self. They couldn't afford to lose their lead now. The device they had 'taken' was far too precious.
The lone rider of the bike was quickly approaching Kinestone. In his monitor more red flashes were coming. 'They are in a serious mess' he thought. 'Come on guys. Im coming..just five more minutes..'
Kinestone was actually a plain stretch of Dump. Along one end of this dump were huddled 7 aurors at one end behind a large metal trash grinder. Tania, the female and leader of the group was bleeding at the left shoulder. She was facing the other way and lying against the large trash box with her back using it as support. The bleeding on her shoulder was spreading quickly. Already her hand was too tired to move. They had come here thinking to find one guy but they were suddenly ambushed. Now they were cornered. She suddenly tilted her head as a vile looking spell sailed past. They certainly don't have any inhibitions she thought . Her teammates were desperately huddled together and occasionally throwing spells trying to hold those gangsters off. But they were outnumbered, outgunned and outmanoeuvred and they were slowly gaining ground. Soon they would be over whelmed. She prayed someone had heard their message. They couldn't escape because there were powerful anti-apparition and anti-portkey wards. Suddenly she thought- O even if someone from the ministry heard them they couldn't apparate anywhere near here. Man they were doomed . If they come the normal way it would take them atleast an hour to reach. She began hyperventilating. This was it .
The R-bike was on an overhead bridge. As it came close the fight below became apparent. The rider just drove the bike over the edge of the bridge and the bike came crashing down onto the garbage dump. Below everyone registered the new comer. A few gangster wizards wearing punk clothes gave a loud mocking cheer and fired its now fully charged energy bazooka at the crashed vehicle. A blue beam of laser shot out and hit the damaged R-bike. There was a spectacular explosion and the bike was on flames. At the side the Aurors looked horribly at what had happened. 'Twain cried ..oh no that bike belonged to..'
The punk gangsters started chhering and advancing forward shooting more spells. A few spells hit the flaming bike. Suddenly the front shell of the bike broke forward and a hand slowly emerged. The gangsters stopped in their tracks.
'Twain looked at the burnin mass and at the hand which was slowly emerging. Soon an upper torso and head emerged apparently unaffected by the flames. Hope surged into her. She could almost see the dumbfounded expression on the gangsters as well. She had heard rumours of the Head Auror but it would be the first time she would see him in action. These smugglers would not know what hit them.
His bike was ruined but as the flames started pouring in he slowly pushed his hand forward and pushed away the clasp of his bike's outer shell. As it fell of he slowly got out, The flames were dancing around him but his anti fir vest was doing its job pretty well. Besides no one has ever accused him of not handling flames well. He slowly got out and stood to his full height. Reaching 6'2 with emerald green style auror robes with an inner dark green dragon hide vest, he glared at the attackers in the distance. Slowly he moved out of the flames towards them. As he fully came out of the raging fire, his cloak bellowed behind him as his magical aura flared. He was still wearing his shades. Slowly he slipped them off his eyes allowing them to witness his burning green eyes. His jet black hair was long and reached his neck and was moving in the wind. At his side, behind a yellow trash box he saw team 0-ninety one looking at him in awe and respect. He looked back at the gang and slowly took out his golden wand and held his arms out at the sides. Slowly the wand began glowing bright.
The gangsters were looking at this new comer. How did that gut just come out of that flames . How did he survive the magic Bazooka X-60? Slowly they saw him walk out of the flames. He was looking at them and a few off them started gasping as they felt a severe pressure on their heads and the rest involuntarily pissed themselves. Suddenly he took his shades off. They saw his Green eyes and they new fear- Harry Potter, Head Auror. A few of them quickly turned and ran and the rest quickly took out their weapons or wands mostly and fired a volley of spells. Harry just gave a small flick of his wand and suddenly half the approaching spells just dissolved away into nothing while the rest slightly less deadly ones turned back and hit the gangsters. Immediately a few fell unconscious, a few erupted in severe boils while others collapsed on the tar as their legs twisted painfully under them. Harry waved his other hands at the general direction of the aurors and a protective bubble enclosed them. Harry closed his eyes and felt out with his magic – two on the roof. Another slash of his wand and the two snipers collapsed from the roofs in confusion. Harry then looked at some who were running away. He slowly twirled his wand in an arc. The flames behind him, which had been present flowed and moved with his wand. The more he rotated the more flames came to him until even his bike which had been flaming now stood cold. When Harry had gathered enough of the flames, he made a huge flaming lasso and shot it towards the running gangsters. Immediately they were caught in a powerful lasso, unable to move. Two however managed to escape and ran behind the buildings on the other side. Harry slowly turned around as the Aurors now moved out to tie up the incapacitated criminals. 'Twain came towards him and saluted with her good hand. Harry just nodded at her. Then he noticed her other hand. A spell later her hand was as good as ever. She flexed her hand and went to thank him. When suddenly Harry's hand shot out at lightning speed and moved in front o her face. Twain closed her eyes in reflex and opened them to see a blue glowing ball clutched tightly in Harry's palm. The flesh eating spell she recognised. And it had been aimed for her face!! But Harry…sorry Auror Potter had caught it with his bare hand!! Was that even possible? She looked as Harry's palm, which was holding the spell was no longer pink skin but bony fingers. The fingers crushed together and the spell died. Harry then turned his eyes towards the distance and jerked his hand back. All Twain heard was a scream in the distance. Harry then moved his wand and a glowing Patronus came out , It was a stag. Harry whispered something to it and it nodded and ran off to the diatance, its magical speed enabling it to cover large diateances with a message to the ministry. Harry then looked to the Aurors 'Stay here. More back up is coming' he ordered and then went to catch the last two. Twain watched as the Head Auror went away. She still remembered the skeleton palm. So the rumours were true. Harry Potter is indeed the ghost rider.
Harry was calmly moving forward across the buildings of piles of discarded material. However each of his steps brought him closer to his adversaries. He could hear their breaths and knew they couldn't escape with the anti-portkey field in place.
The two gang leaders had been running and were now catching their breaths behind a large metal foil.
'Shit he is going to catch us. What will we tell Darius?'
'What I don't know' shouted the other one
'Let's try and lose him'
The first one was catching his breath. Suddenly he spotted something near by. Yes it would do. He went forward and took hold of the BFG gun. It was half charged. Why was it discarded here? Anyway their luck. Good for one mega shot. Let's see how tough he is.
Harry Potter was following their sound. He felt their magical signature . Just a bit ahead. Suddenly the two came out from behind a foil. One cockily waved at him. The other had a huge gun on his shoulder aimed for him. Before Harry could move the energy erupted.
Harry saw the energy coming towards him. He moved his hand in front of his face in a cross. The energy hit him hard and he was pushed back in its power.
The ywo gangsters looked at him. 'Shish Kabab' they cried and gave a small victory dance as the energy died down. What they saw then made their eyes pop out. In front of them was a standing skeleton completely naked. Its body was in flames and it stood still. 'Man' said one of the gangsters as he moved closer. That was one strong gun. There is no skin left!!' 'Yeah . But look at his guts. He is still standing. It looks creepy. Just imagine how he took that head on and remained standing!!' 'Well its over now' said the other. Suddenly they heard a pop and turned back. The Harry Skeleton slowly straightened its neck and the flames covering its body grew even larger. It candidly looked at its own skeleton. The bones were there and so were the gaps between the ribs and other spaces. It used one of its fingers to tickle one of its joints. All the while the gangsters were looking at it in fear. Slowly Harrry Skeleton looked at them 'BOO'
'The gangsters cried out and tried to run but they stubled and fell. They looked back and saw that the Skeleton was walking –'It was walking!!' The flames grew to tidal volumes and its eyes grew red. Above the emergency fire sprinkler system became active and a shower started. The gangsters were drenched. Harry's flam died down and slowly bits of skin appeared in his body and slowly his entire body was soon covered in a new skin. He waved his hand and clothes appeared- His Auror uniform.
The gangster took in all of this from their positions on the floor. This was the boy who defeated the dark lord they thought. Now they had an idea why.
As the skin completely covered his face his eyes slowly appeared back and Harry completely now looked at them – The two raised their arms the action drenching them more.
'Please we surrender. We'll tell you everything. Take us to Azkaban. But please don't kill us!!' they begged.