Hellhound

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Cedric's death changed Harry; he was no longer a boy waiting for instructions. Harry decides to take charge of his life and he will do whatever it takes to win the war; even if it meant being trained and used as an elite operative in the Department of Mysteries. HPLM

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Main Relationship Focus: Harry Potter/Lucius Malfoy
Genres: Action & Adventure,
Rating: M for blood, violence, gore, language and sex
Length: Epic
Warnings: Blood, violence, gore and sex
Disclaimers:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Warner Bros, Bloomsbury. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Beta: Unbeta-ed.

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Prologue: The Last Straw

Dark beryl eyes stared into the grey ceiling above, revealing an inner anguish but they also held a determination. At fifteen, Harry James Potter had experienced more than a man thrice his age would have in his life. He had been hunted by a group of power-hungry, dark arts obsessed wizards since the age of one after the fateful Halloween night that caused him his parents and a happy childhood; faced the most powerful Dark Lord in two centuries four times and lived to tell the tale; and…

Witnessed his first death — the death of a friend.

Harry was exhausted but he knew that peace will evade him until his nemesis was defeated. Obviously the path that he was currently on — obeying Dumbledore's every word — wasn't quite working. He had to do something about that; about him obeying the old wizard's every instruction.

The teenager then looked down and transferred his attention to the letter he had in his grip. The parchment was nothing out of the ordinary with its crestless appearance but the content was extraordinary.

Mr. Potter,

It has come to our attention that you might require professional instruction in certain fields of specialty for you to have a chance at winning the pending war. The offer stands until this letter burns in about half an hour; if you accept the preposition, then drip three drops of blood onto the parchment.

Do not reply in any way.

Sincerely,
D.o.M

The boy's eyes hardened and then produced the needle he usually used for mending his second-hand clothes. He pricked his finger and watched the required three drops of blood hit the ordinary parchment. The drops of crimson liquid glowed and disappeared. Shortly after and right on time, the letter vanished into nothingness in a spectacular burst of silver flames. A portkey replaced the burned letter; it was attached with a note.

Pack nothing, only take your wand and the password is 'Keres'.

The note burned away too and dark green eyes glittered. Harry took the portkey and his gaze hardened again before he whispered resolutely into the miserable cramped space he called his room.

"Keres."

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Coming Up Next: Shackles Unbound

New story! I wanted to write a sexy!dangerous! Harry after that fight scene in Sweet Enigma. Can you blame a girl? I've also been itching to write a Lucius/Harry - something hot and different. Hope you guys liked it. Over the next few days, I'll be posting like crazy - I've got about five stories that I've started, now that I have the time to focus more time on them, I'll be on fire! - laughs -

My other stories will be updated soon! I will be making up for lost time.

Lemme know your thoughts on this one!

Cheers,
Lex.