Chapter One:

"What are you looking at boy? Are you GAY? Do you have a crush on me? Let me guess...you are from Texas ain't ya? Nothing but queers and steers!"

"You morons, have 3 minuets to eat. This is not social time, we are not here to be friends..."

"Breathe in through the mouth, slowly out the nose...hold it. Caress that trigger boy!! Like you are making love to it!"

"Left, right or left. Your military left, pick up the step now, your l;eft right or left! One! two. THREE! four...I used to date a beauty queen now I lump my M-16, Oh mom I want to go home, but they won't let me go, oh mom I want to go home!"

"1-OH-1 PATCH on my shoulder, Pick up your weapon and follow me, airborne infantry!"

"Get MOVING! MOVE MOVE MOVE...STOP DROP ROLL! Come on ladies!"

You could hear the guns firing their lethal rounds of ammunition not far above the cadets. It was dark. There were large caliber bullets slapping in the trees. Suddenly there were three ground flares illuminating the nearby ground from above.

"We are proud to be here today not only for this wonderful, mandatory 15 mile Division run, but because the ARMY SAYS SO! EVERYone, black top, running gear. THREE minuets! Move!"

"WELCOME To your AIT...Here you will learn how to do that which you will be doing once you are done being the killing machines that we have made you. Welcome to Ft. Dixx, the mechanized infantry..."

"The NEXT 14 weeks you will learn how to track, defend, maime, kill, and survive. You will be able to go long periods of time without food and or drink..."

"MAIL CALL! Franklin, Dixon, Thorpe. PACKAGE for..."

"Congratulations men, You are now officially out of training. These three years of hard intense training have covered everything from spy craft to military protocol to being a stick in the mud. There is nothing that you can accomplish...You have been assigned to the following teams, be sure..."

MEANWHILE...

"The Potter estate should be turned over to us. We are the Minister and Headmaster of his school...You have no right keep us from it...", started the bumbling fool known as Cornelius Fudge.

"The BOY has no right to it, he ran away. He ABANDONED us. He did not do his duty nor countryman proud. It is the RIGHT THING to do Goblin Quickill...after all who know what is best, better then me? asked the aged and going senile headmaster.

Ron, Ginny and Hermione were looking anxious. Ron and Ginny for the financial independence and social stature that it would entail. Hermione was in it for the wealth also but her wealth was the wealth of knowledge.

This was the sixth time in three years that these...cheap...money grubbing assholes have said that they would not turn over the vaults...sure Albus was still receiving money from the Potter's vault. Enough to keep the Order alive and afford some of the things that, growing up couldn't be had. It was his fathers fault that they were poor. and his lousy brothers won't give him any of the money that should be rightfully his. He is their brother, they own a business and plenty of gold. but NO! they wouldn't give him any...they offered him a job. Like he should have to work for it. He was a PUREBLOOD, he ought be rich and have a beautiful witch on his arm – instead if this flat chested know-it-all

"Harry Potter is not dead. His will is not active. You have no right to make the demands that you have..."

"Listen here you filthy, stupid, insufferable beast..." for the most intelligent person to be at Hogwarts in a few decades this child was not too bright was she?

TWO YEARS LATER

"It is in the best interest of the United States, that we the military does EVERYTHING in its power to keep the free people of the world free. Free from discrimination, persecution..."blah,blah,blah,"...We were not aware of who you were when you came to us seaking help and then when we found out that you were you-know-who, well we felt it was in the best interest of the FREE WORLD to do what we can to help you succeed. For the next 12 months you will undergo rigorous training, you will learn a;; about you family, powers and abilities. Once you are done with your training you will be a civilian once more. As always, there is a catch. Although you will not be an agent of this Government, you are granted duel citizenship (America and Britain) College degrees, and at times...unofficaial help. Do what you can, and be all that you can be!"

(At this point Harry has been missing five years. Had he stayed in Europe he would either be dead or working as Dumbledore's personal poster child. Ron and Hermione and their class at Hogwarts graduate this year...the same year as Harry finshes his training.)

A/N

I know, I am starting something with out yet finishing anything that I have begun....

Just thought that I would post this little bit and see how the reviews go...If they are good I may finish it, or give it up or let it be adopted! PEACE!

-UbetIburn