In the middle of the night a cloaked figure flittered in and out of the shadows of Knockturn alley passing unseen and unheard by the low life crooks and various other shady characters .Dark storm clouds passed over head with the wind picking up so strongly it sounded like a banshee wailing and with a massive flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder so deep it literally shook people's bones the heavens opened unleashing a torrent of torrential rain soaking everyone straight through and sending them scampering for cover. ''bloody typical'' the cloaked figure muttered before tacking a sniff of the air trying to find a scent he'd been following for over eight years that of his old friends son Harry James Potter aka Azrael Mortem Angelus finding the rain had already started washing the scent away he turned around to go home knowing he was fighting a lost cause he'd lost him again but Remus Lupin would not be deterred he hadn't given up in twelve years so he wouldn't start now.
Azrael Angelus Mortem should be seventh year student at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry , Runaway ,Menace to society , Leader of The Fallen Angels and the brother of the (fake) Boy-Who-Lived heaved a great sigh as he shut the heavy steel door of the Valhalla headquarters of the only faction in the war to believe in the shades of grey .
Remus was getting closer to catching him each time he caught his scent he'd have to think of a way to change it , maybe even get rid of it completely because there was no way in the nine level's of Hades he'd ever return to the potter family which was no doubt the order of the phoenix's plan that way they could control him therefore control The Fallen.He still remembered why they were still chasing him
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nine year old Harry quietly snuck into the potter family library in the middle of the night and enlarged the trunk he carried on a pendent round his neck and proceeded to take every single book and put them in the library compartment of the trunk . he then snuck into the trophy room and took all the wands swords axes staves shields battle armour and trophy's and stuck them in another compartment of his trunk he then snuck through the house laying all kind of pranks and a note attached to the front door saying
Dear Potter family
Goodbye I hate you all check out the library(the bitch ) trophy room(the bastard) and broom cupboard(the fake) and don't forget to check the vaults at Gringotts I have access to they could just be empty
Harry James Potter from 27/12/95 disowns himself from the potter line and shall hence forth be known as
Azrael Angelus Mortem (The Fallen Angel of death)
first of the line of the Fallen
Don't you just love the goblin's it only took one day for them to help set this up
Revenge IS Mine
AMA
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Looking around the room while spelling his clothes dry Azrael couldn't help the smirk from rising to his face. The room was a large circler chamber painted in a light green fading into silver and back again with a large circler table made of obsidian in the design of the eight pointed star and glass filling the space between the lines with twelve high back chairs of the same design, cream leather sofa's sat opposite each other separated by a chess board of mythological creatures in front of a roaring fire place casting flickering shadows to dance around the rooms walls. Lisa Turpin ,Blaise Zabini , Hermione granger ,Neville Longbottom and Harry's very own girlfriend Daphne Greengrass otherwise known as the Angels of Death and his own inner circle .gathered at the mini bar
"what the hell took you so long" Daphne questioned from over top of the book she was reading .