Hello all this is my first fic that I have published and so I hope that you all like it. please understand that this is not betaed and I will be looking for one so hopefully soon. and thanks To Barrel of Monkeys for Veting this chapter and giving me some much needed help.
Disclamir: I do not own Harry Potter or any of those characters but any you do not recognise as HP stuff are all mine so HAHAHAHA.
And on with the show.
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
A man with a long flowing black cloak strode down the street emitting a powerful dark aura as his cloak fluttered around him. . As he reached the end of the street, a flash sparked from nothing appeared and a new man walked out of a red man-sized portal, the man was dressed in a red power suit, and had impish face. The new man nodded to the man in the cloak, his face pale and drawn, as he casually joined the first man. Suddenly, a second flash appeared, and a white portal appeared, emitting a third man dressed in a white three piece suit with an angelic face. The third man walked towards the two waiting men, and as he approached he nodded in greeting, receiving two stiff nods in return behind them, the portals winked out of existence as if they were never even there, returning the street to its original darkness.
The three, all powerful in their own right, marched down the street, ready to serve justice to those who dared harm their kin. For tonight, Death and his two companions, The King of the Underworld and The King of Heaven, prowled Privet Drive, searching for their prey.
Earlier that day
Harry's fifth birthday didn't go well; first he had been so nervous about his birthday beating, which was going to be given that evening after Vernon had finished dinner, that he had burnt the bacon for that morning's breakfast. Uncle Vernon had not been impressed and harshly grabbed his skinny arm, nearly ripping it out of its socket, while turning up both front burners to max. Harry did not resist, he knew that would only mean extra hits during his "Birthday Beating", neither did cry because that would also make things worse later.
After the punishment, he was sent off to do his weekly task of yard maintenance. The antique push mower that Harry had to use, had sharp exposed blades, and liked to jerk to a stop at the smallest of things. Just as Harry was finishing the front lawn, the mower hit a small rock and made Harry lurch forward, cutting off a piece of his shoe and big toe Holding back his tears, he took an old dirty rag that he owned from his pocket, and as he wrapped the bleeding stub that had once been his big toe, he failed to see the furious form of a fed up Arabella Figg as she dashed off.
Because of his day of forced labor, Harry missed lunch and as dinner rolled around he was feeling more hungry and weak than normal when Aunt Petunia ordered him into the basement where he was to wait for Uncle Vernon to return home and finish dinner. He knew he would have to endure the beating that always came with his birthday, but each year they became worse and worse and he didn't know how long he would last. As time passed he began to become worried because Uncle Vernon never took this long before. Suddenly, the lock popped clicked on the front door, and as Harry started to prepare himself once more, a blast exploded through the house, as if a rocket was launched through the front door. Harry was slammed against the wall as the power burst through the basement door and swept through the room. Harry barely had time to register the pain before he blacked out, blissfully escaping the events that would follow.
Arabella Figg's day had started like any other, with her feeding her cats and making her rounds of the neighborhood. When she saw young Harry Potter mowing the yard with a dangerous piece of machinery, she was absolutely horrified as at that moment the machine lopped off most of the poor boy's toe. Cursing Dumbledore`s noninterference policy, she stormed away from the bleeding child ready to do something at last. She may be a squib but she still could get ahold of those who were beyond even Dumbledore`s massive influence. Taking a deep breath, she pulled down a jar of floo powder that stood next to her fallen husbands ashes She threw in a handful and called out "Death`s Doorway" and a woman, with a beautiful face and dark brown silky hair, answered her call with familiarity, "Hello Bella, how are you?"
"Okay Auntie Margret, I need to talk to your husband for a few minutes."
"It must be important, wait a few moments while I fetch him," Margret said in a reassuring manner.
"Thanks Auntie." A few moments later an ashen faced man was before her, when she asked, "May I be so bold as to ask you to please walk through? What I wish to discuss is not for prying ears."
"Sure Bella," Death's face hardening at the serious tone in her voice. Walking through, Death was immediately mobbed by nearly a dozen feline companions as he stepped into the house.
"Get down all of you," Arabella snapped at her pets. They didn't have time for her to indulge her cats.
"What is wrong Arabella?" Death asked, probably knowing she would never speak to her cats this way if things weren`t bad.
"I need to tell you something that I swore an unbreakable vow never to tell what it's about. The only reason why I am telling now is because the person is in grave danger; the one who forced this vow upon me was Albus Dumbledore. I have found of a way to subvert the vow with a piece of Muggle technology called a tape recorder, but once you learn of this information, the vow will be considered broken and I will die. Thankfully I have updated it each time I found out about a new atrocity that had been placed on the subjects shoulders. You will understand who the subject is to go to."
"I understand and for this you will go to heaven. Now I have several questions for you; first is do you have a will and secondly when do you want me and my brothers to listen to this information?"
"I wish to update the tapes and for it to be listened to just after I send an owl to Gringotts to make a few modifications to my will." Pulling out an pen and a piece of parchment the elderly woman wrote out a new will stating that they were to sell her home and to take those funds and add them to the main Potter vault. For her cats to go to her brother and finally when and if Mr. Harry James Potter wished to he could have the pick of any litter. Death then created a Griffin Vulture and signed his name to the witness column. After that he left from the house to gather his brothers and to let Bella update the tapes one last time without interference.
To say that the goblins of Gringotts were surprised when the message carrier of Death came in bearing a will is a major understatement of the century and to make the shock even worse that said will was witnessed by him. The shocked tellers were so surprised that one brought the Messenger and the will to the Goblin High King Ragnock "The Slayer". When he received the will, he spent an entire ten minutes berating them for disturbing him and for not putting the will through immediately. One thing that those said goblins did not know was that those messages and berating would become and almost weekly occurrences.
To be continued...
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