Hello! If your reading this, I'd like to thank you immensely and explain some things. I am a brand new writer that falls in love with stories, however often finds endings unsatisfactory, hence my presence! I've read well over 10 million words worth of fanfiction of Harry Potter alone, and have also read some Inheritance Cycle, FFXV, RWBY, and Sword Art Online stories. I have about 5 startings to stories in my drive right now, that have been sitting around for a while. I'm going to post a few of them, and if you enjoy them please tell me! The reception I recieve for these stories will determine whether I attempt to make them work or not. Also I'm a helpless romantic at heart, so most of my stories will convey that. I ship H/G so if that triggers you this might not be the story for you. I hope you enjoy!

Harry Potter had been a prisoner of Azkaban for three years. Who would have ever thought of the day. The difference between our Mr. Potter and the other prisoners of the island, however, was a simple matter of guilt. Harry was innocent, not that that mattered to anyone else. As soon as Albus Bloody Dumbledore said something, it was law. Harry had once been one of the foolish hero worshipers of Dumbledore, however the man was a fraud just like Lockhart in his own right. He had been unable to recognize the Basilisk in Harry's second year, or create sufficient defenses for the Sorcerer's stone in his first. And of course, which all of his ministry connections and status he still couldn't get Sirius a trial after he had escaped from Azkaban. And he hired a freakin Death Eater as a Defense against the Dark arts teacher, who had been using polyjuice potion for nearly ten months. Yup, Dumbledore definitely had a lot more faults than most people believed.

The first few months at Azkaban had been among the worst in the entirety of his life, and that was a pretty powerful statement. The dementors forcing Harry to relive his worst nightmares over and over from his first four years of school and his "childhood" had been hard on him. He had changed from the kindhearted, naive boy he used to be to a determined and bitter Harry. Even more hurting was the fact that all of his "friends" had turned their back on him when he needed them the most. Ron, Hermione, and even Nevile all had testified against him. Thankfully Ginny had not been part of that list, however he didn't know if she believed him or not as she hadn't been at the trial. What Harry would give to know if she believed him or not.

After three months, however, and on the thirteenth day of the fourth, Harry had the greatest gift of his life. When he had been screaming till his voice was hoarse from the pain that was inflicted upon him, he registered a brilliant blue flare from just outside his cell. He then began to hear a brilliant calming trill wash over him like waves of water. His own guardian angel, the deep blue phoenix who was now known as Beacon. Everyday, Harry could find Phalos on the foot of his bed, driving away the dementors. It was then that he began his training, working out as much as he could within his small cell, and practicing wandless magic, expanding his magical core. He did not know it, however Voldemort had marked Harry as an equal as per the prophecy, and therefore Harry had the same magic potential as him. And Harry had used the previous four years to practice various spells that had sometimes come to him, no doubt through his bond. While Harry had learned to block the mental link, he found he could leave a small tunnel open, and gauge Voldemort's general mood. Voldemort could not invade Harry's mind due to Phalos's song, much to his chagrin. It was in this way that Harry finally learned the residence of Lucius Malfoy, whom he had integrated into his plot for freedom and to be cleared of charges. His plan was slowly coming together.

Harry's plan started simply enough. Get out of this hellhole. That was quickly done with a wandless blasting charm, which quickly blew away the back of Harry's cell. Classic shortsighted wizards, charm the front of the cell and the bars by the window to be indestructible, but not the back wall. Harry scoffed in disgust. As soon as Harry stepped outside of the cell, he grabbed onto one of Phalos's tail feathers, and the two of them escaped in one of the easiest and most infamous Azkaban breakout of all time.

Phalos flame traveled them direct to a side alley near David's Pub, one of the shadier wizarding pubs that sat in the corner and attracted criminals and enemies of the government. Practically Death Eater recruiting grounds, which was Malfoy's goal in going to the pub every Friday of the week. Harry conjured a cloak and charmed it to hide his face after throwing it on. After he was done with his apparel issue, he made his way into the pub and took a seat on a rotting bench. The place smelled of mildew, and the wooden walls were rotting and damp. Harry ordered a simple firewhiskey, with no intention of drinking anything. Harry did a discreet scan of the Pub, and found the platinum blonde hair of one Lucius Malfoy in a small booth on the left wall. Harry barely noticed as his drink was set in front of him, as he continued to examine Malfoy out of the corner of his peripheral vision. He was currently talking to two scarred thugs, occasionally gesturing and talking in a hushed tone. About half an hour later, when Harry had barely finished half of his drink, Malfoy and his two companions quickly left got up and started to leave the bar. "That's my que", thought Harry grimly. He quickly payed his bill and left, just as the billowing robe of Malfoy swept out of the door, and Harry quickly followed. As soon as Harry was out of eyesight, he cast a disillusionment charm on himself and tailed Malfoy for a few blocks. As Malfoy was passing an alleyway, Harry cast a stupefy that bounced off of a trashcan in the alley, and reflected off of it, landing inches from Malfoy. Thinking he had been attacked, Lucius quickly pulled out his wand and started advancing into the alley. With a predatory grin, Harry followed, laughing as he had Lucius Malfoy cornered. "Why hello there Lucius, how wonderful to see you here today," Harry commented as if he was commenting on the weather. "I've been wanting to repay you for three years worth of imprisonment in Azkaban."

Lucius was stunned. Potter was supposed to be in Azkaban. Lucius quickly shook his head, stray thoughts had no place in the battlefield. He would capture Potter and take him to his lord, and be rewarded richly. Lucius grinned, he could see his lavish rewards already. "Well, I see that you have no wand or other weapon, so how exactly do you plan on making me pay," Lucius asked with a sneer.

"Like this," Harry said. Quickly, he flicked his wrist, and suddenly four stunners flew out from every direction at Lucius. He was able to block two of the stunners, however he was hit by the other two, and instantly out cold. Harry smiled, then pulled a small vial of a clear liquid out of his pocket. Harry quickly conjured a sheet of parchment and a quill, and then quickly wrote "ask me about Harry Potter's imprisonment. With love XXX." Grinning deviously, Harry grabbed Malfoy's arm and apparated outside the phone booth that lead to the Ministry of Magic. Throwing the vial of veritaserum into the booth as well, Harry walked away after sending it downwards. Step one of his plan was complete.

Amos Diggory was always stressed these days. As minister of magic, he had an important role to lead against the seemingly unending war against Voldemort. Not to mention the constant fear of being attacked, as the previous two ministers had been murdered. No, life was not good for Amos Diggory, however it was a sacrifice he was willing to take. He would never surrender the fight against the one who had killed his child in cold blood. Amos was looking at a map, trying to find a correlation between the many targets Voldemort had attacked, when his secretary burst into the office. "Mr. Diggory, Lucius Malfoy has just shown up in the Atrium bound and gagged with a message and a bottle of Veritaserum," she said urgently. Amos quickly jumped up. This might be the breakthrough he had been waiting for. Malfoy was an inner circle member, and may have critical information that could be used for an assassination of Voldemort. There was no way the wizarding world had the manpower to defeat him in a straight up battle. The ministry had only been able to stand up with the anti-imperious ward that Hermione Granger had made with the help of Professor Flitwick. Running to the fire, Amos quickly sent a message to Albus Dumbledore, asking him to meet in his office. He had no idea he would get much more information than he had bargained for.

The next morning, the wizarding world was in shock. Later in the afternoon the previous day, Lucius Malfoy had admitted to framing Harry Potter for the killing of Luna Lovegood during the attack on Hogwarts at the end of Potter's sixth year. A few hours earlier the same day, it had been released that Potter had escaped from Azkaban. Many people left guilty about the imprisonment of the one who had done so much for them, however none felt more guilty than Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, and Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had called for an order meeting almost immediately after most of the members had read the Daily Prophet, knowing they would have many questions. In the kitchen of Grimmauld Place, there were many faces, some confused, not having read the Prophet, some appalled, some miserable, and some indifferent. Dumbledore began by reading the front page of the Prophet, which had described the many failures of Dumbledore himself, the ministry, and Wizengamot in the deliverance of justice. It was a very inflammatory piece, and surely there were many angry protestors at the ministry. At the end of Dumbledore's monologue, there were many tearful and shocked faces. The stunned atmosphere was broken by the sound of someone clapping coming from the corner of the room.
"And thus, the truth comes out."

That's the end of it thus far, as stated above if you enjoyed/hated it don't be afraid to tell me. I can take a bit of verbal abuse, but constructive criticism is preferred!