Disclaimer: Don't actually own any of it, cept the plot.
A/N: I don't know, I was reading some fanfiction and I got this idea of an over the edge almost crazy Harry. Seemed it would be fun to write.
Harry's always been a little bit loopy.
Honestly it's a miracle that nobody noticed it before. Nobody noticed the almost manic glint he got in his eyes whenever he hit a target, got his mark.
Auror training was one of the best times of his life. He would roar at his partners, tell them to keep up, keep going, get gone. He would stun and disable and use up all that excess energy. You know the kind, the one where you just have to get up and hurt something, or you're afraid you might hurt yourself.
And there was only one thing that could keep him in check, one thing that was holding the back of his shirt while he dangled precariously over the edge, and that thing had red hair, warm brown eyes, and the same kind of twisted sense of humour as him.
But they took her from him. That new stupid stupid minister. Oh, he thought he could have a vigilante, and enforcer, a little lap dog. He was smarter than the rest, he could see the honest-to-god craziness that was gnawing at Harry's brain, shorting out his circuitry like a rat chewing at eckeltricity lines.
So he took her and locked her up and told Harry that if he ever wanted to see her, then he would have to do everything he told him.
Harry blasted his guard to hell but the minister still got away.
So Harry bought a shotgun, and various other 'toys' and every night before he would dream of Ginny's smile and Ginny's laugh and Ginny's hair, he thought of all the ways he could make the Minister scream, a real honest-to-god excruciating pain scream.
He hadn't talked to Ron or Hermione or any of the other Weasleys in months. There were Harry Potter sightings everywhere since he was a wanted man (after all, he had killed 6 aurors with one burst of magic).
He finally caught up with the minister, after killing a few people. He was hiding in his little hole and he whimpered as he caught sight of his last auror guard and Harry with his ' I'm just getting started' look. A perfectly calm, clearly insane face and shotgun in hand, Harry grinned.
" You know, usually I'm merciful with the all-around assholes, but you…I think I'm going to make you hurt for a little while."
Wow, that was really weird, I just got all the words down and I didn't stop and this is how it turned out. A little dark, a little gory, and a little crazy. That's pretty much Harry for me.