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Notes: So like magic... here is the Prologue for the new story... It's a Logan/Harry and I can only hope it's even slightly as well liked. There will be random bits of torture in the next chapter and in small flashbacks later on. So yeah... Also... I own nothing! NOTHING!

Chapter ManagementChapter 1: Prologue... Or How shit started Chapter Text

Seven years... seven years of peace for Harry and the others after the defeat of Voldemort.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, the Golden Trio moved into Grimmauld place in hopes of avoiding the press and other well wishers (and the not-so-well wishers). It was only a month after that when Harry let Luna move in. Her father had died shortly after the Battle and making sure his daughter would be taken cared of. Harry swore to him she would be, she was his sister in all but blood. With a soft smile at Harry he asked for a moment alone with his daughter to say goodbye.

Thirty minutes later Luna walked out with red eyes and a sad smile on her face before rushing into Harry's arms, clinging to him as she cried. Hermione and Ron had joined the hug, letting Luna know she still had a family that loved her. Within the week they had Luna moved in with them.

Slowly Luna's smile came back to it's normal brightness and a weight slowly lifted from all their shoulders. They all agreed, Luna should always smile and they were determined to keep it so.

A month after she moved in Luna came to Harry and asked why him and Ron were training to become Aurors when it was clear both of them were tired of saving other people. Emerald eyes had blinked at her before laughing slightly.

"What should I do then Luna?"

Those wide blue eyes had blinked at him slowly before a small smile had graced her face. "You could both still work together. Start a business together. You both have things you love to do and are very good at." Then she walked away to give him space to think.

Harry laughed slightly and leaned back in his chair, she always knew. When he thought it through he knew it would be a good idea, Luna had never steered him wrong so far. With that decided he went in search of Ron, wanting to talk it over with the man and his girlfriend.

After a week of talking it out and Hermione researching exactly what they needed in order for it to work, it was decided. Ron and Harry would start their own business together. Harry decided to go to a Muggle college with Luna to get a business degree. They took the placement test for University College London and signed up for the business degree, both trying to get it done as quickly as possible.

Now that nothing was trying to kill Harry every year he was able to focus completely on his studies and they both got their Masters in only four years.

During that time they all took their NEWTs as well, wanting to have their magical education finished also. Harry was surprised when his results listed his grade for Defense as above an O, he didn't even think that was possible. When he wrote the Ministry about it they told him it was because his aptitude for subject was at a Mastery, so he was given a 'Honorary Mastery in Defense Against the Dark Arts". That night they partied long into the night, and come the morning Ron and Hermione were engaged.

When the advert for "The Bespelled Builders" came out, most people were shocked at who owned and worked in the business. Two-thirds of the Golden Trio were listed on the flyer, with Luna listed as the contact for the office. Ron Weasley, the unique architect, who designs magnificent structures. Be they homes or business he'll be able to figure out exactly what you need.

The biggest surprise was Harry Potter labeled as the Painter/Artist. He claimed a speciality in children's rooms and the small photos of his artwork were placed at the bottom for all to see. One was of what clearly was a child's room, the whole wall was painted in a forest mural and had different animals moving about it. Another was a Quidditch pitch that had two little teams playing against each other. The next photos were all portraits done in amazing detail: Remus Lupin and his wife Nymphadora Tonks smiling and laughing, Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes that also gently sung a Phoenix's song, and the last was of his own parents James and Lily Potter.

Their business set off rather well with most people just wanting to have anything done by the Golden Trio, but after seeing the work the two did more people came back to have quality work done.

For the next three years the four of them tried to settle into the world of normalcy and live their lives. Hermione and Ron finally got married and Harry bought them a small house by the Burrow, so they could be by the Weasleys. Harry and Luna made sure to visit when they could.

The two left at Grimmauld became closer, more like a real bother and sister would be. When Harry would wake up in the middle of night with a nightmare Luna would slip into his room with an enchanted stuffed cat that would make soothing purring noises and slip into the bed with him. When Luna would wake crying too many nights in a row, terrified that her room was too dark, Harry spent all day painting gentle swirling designs on the wall that glowed softly in the dark.

Seven years... Seven years of peace.

Till one day he got careless and took a shortcut back home. The blow came out of nowhere, hard enough to knock him to his knees. Emerald eyes looked into blurry faces before he was hit once again and everything faded to black.

When Harry woke later he was seated on the ground and chained to a wall with large heavy iron chains locked around his wrists and neck. His brain snapped to immediate attention as he tried to catalog everything going on around him.

Right now he was alone in a stone room with a long table directly across from him. There were no windows and only one door, and it smelled stale. The floor was smooth and looked as if it had been cut from one large piece of granite and there were candles along the walls.

He quietly tried testing the restraints to see if there was any give whatsoever... and he sighed when there was none. He tried stretching his magic out, testing the chains again and grimaced when he felt a harsh warning zap coming from the bands wrapped around his neck and wrists. Leaning his head back against the wall Harry heaved a sigh, Nothing to do but to wait.

Hours later it seemed, the door finally opened and Harry fought back a snarl when Umbridge and a male he'd never seen before walked in. Narrowed green eyes looked over Umbridge, noticing she still looked the same as she did back in his 5th year, with a few scars added. The man that came in with her however reminded him too much of Greyback with the way he stalked in the room, giving a subtle sniff in his direction. Long vicious claws tipped his fingers as they curled into fists when he sneered at Umbridge; no doubt at the ridiculous floral scent wafting from her body.

Harry closed his eyes, deliberately ignoring Umbridge's shrill voice calling out an annoying, "Potter."

He heard the other man give a huffy laugh at the woman's obvious displeasure at being ignored. He was fully prepared to ignore the Pink Annoyance and deal with the WildMan until he felt the sharp sting of a hand slapping across his face. Sighing softly he opened his eyes and blankly looked at the two of them, cocking his head slightly he shifted his gaze to the male, clearly intending to continue pretending that Umbridge wasn't here.

"Boy!"

Emerald eyes continued to stare into amber, as the man smiled wider stepping further into the room. "Potter."

Harry inclined his head and raised an eye at the male, silently asking for his own name. The gruff man smiled and was about to open his mouth when Umbridge stomped her foot childishly, whipping around to stare the man.

"Tell him nothing."

Umbridge squeaked and backed up when the man narrowed his eyes and growled fiercely at her. She took larger steps backwards when the big man clenched his hands, showing off those sharp claws.

"Don't try and tell me what to do woman! If I want to tell him everything I will, or if I want to tell him that seeing him like this gets your blood fired up, I will." They both ignored Harry's gagging and the bright flush that ran up Umbridge's face. "Oh...and if you even think to try and use that wand on me you won't live to finish the first word."

Seeing her nod quickly he turned back to Harry, smiling at the green tint on the chained wizard's face, "The name's Sabertooth."

Harry frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out who this man was and if he'd ever see him before. Not recognizing the name or the man anywhere Harry just leaned back to rest against the wall with a look clearly telling them to get on with it.

Umbridge frowned, deeply annoyed at how calm Potter was being; he should be terrified at the sight of them, especially her. But the boy still looked completely unconcerned, like he was getting ready for a nap. Sneering she came to stand right in front of him and reared a fat foot back before kicking out, trying catch him in the groin.

Seeing what she was aiming at Harry quickly twisted slightly letting her foot catch him in the inner thigh. Harry laughed loudly at the slight pain in leg, Ha! If that's as hard as she could kick when she geared up that much I should have just stayed still. When Harry heard the snort of amusement from Sabertooth he only laughed harder, and he kept laughing when he felt the sting of her nails as she slapped him again.

Dolores seethed as she felt her face flame brighty, her chest heaving in anger and exertion, how DARE that little brat laugh at her! Stepping back she turned her nose up the chuckling boy sitting on the dirty ground, and turned to Sabertooth waving him forward.

The man came to squat in front of Harry, making sure the kid was paying attention. Seeing those eyes focused on his own he sent a manic grin, full of sharp vicious fangs, at the chained male. "Listen well kid... even if her voice is annoying as shit."

Dolores huffed in exasperation before turning to Potter, "Well Potter, I guess you're wondering why you're here?"

Her voice cut off when she heard a snort come from Potter and a teasing smirk spread across his face.

Bristling in outrage she whipped her wand out and pointed it at the boy's head, "What?"

Harry just continued to smirk at her, telling her with his eye exactly what he thought of her and what he knew.

Snarling she snapped 'Ossis Effergo' at the ankle bone on his left leg, shattering the bones completely. She stood back waiting for the beautiful scream of pain that was sure to burst from his lips, only to let her jaw drop when the only sound he made was a small grunt, followed by a chuckle.

Gritting her teeth she decided to ignore him for the time being, "You are here Potter, to give us information. We've heard rumors, Boy, and we need to see if they are true, and of course to ask a few questions. You see your very small brain has answers we need if we are to make this world better, and rid the world of the muggle filth."

During her speech she had begun creeping closer and closer to Harry thinking she was safe. Harry waited patiently; she was almost close enough.

"You see Potter... You're going to help us resurrect Lord Voldemort." By this time her voice had lowered to a whisper and a crazed smile had stretched across her face.

Almost... almost, Harry smiled when she was in range finally and he kicked out in a sweeping motion with his right leg, knocking her feet from beneath her.

Umbridge croaked loudly when she landed hard on the unforgiving ground. Harry laughed and smiled wider when he heard Sabertooth howling with amusement.

For the third time he felt the sting of nails across his cheek, but this time Umbridge's outraged shriek was added in the mix. It made him snicker quietly.

"Fine. If that's the game you want to play, we'll play along. I'll leave the two of you alone."

Sending one last glare at Harry she turned on her heel and left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Well, it's just you and me Potter. Try to keep me entertained." With that the large man, still squatting by him, flexed his claws and pulled his arm back. Sending another manic grin Harry's way, Sabertooth brought his arm down.

Harry braced himself for the hit, keeping his eyes locked onto amber ones. Jagged claws met his shoulder before running down his chest, and Harry's world blurred at the shock of searing pain.

Emerald eyes saw those vicious claws rear back again and his world exploded in agony. He fought back a whimper by biting his tongue and breathing deeply through his nose.

Hearing a chuckle Harry opened his eyes he hadn't realized he had clenched shut and dazedly looked at the man before him.

Then there was pain.

Nothing but pain, and Harry finally let the darkness take hold and slipped unconscious.