Perception

A man in a dark trench coat and a black scarf hanging across his neck walked along the rooftops of Diagon Alley, for the moment he was unseen but he intended to keep it that way. He did not wish to be seen by anyone around and someone he was not, no one was looking for him they were waiting for something else. The man dived into his pocket and withdrew a small golden watch which twinkled in the sunlight; the hand was slowly making its journey to twelve and the sun beamed warmth. Warmth which at the moment was irrelevant, he watched the watch intently waiting for the moment when the long hand and little hand met at twelve, this was the hour he intended to strike. If someone had indeed looked up they would have seen a well dressed person with short hair growing upwards to create what looked like a hat. Piercing green eyes would bore into their own and a kind face did not match what was before them, he was slender and yet well-built and studied Diagon Alley with intent. For Harry Potter was on a mission, the tiny golden hand clicked its way around the clock one final time and slowly almost painfully slow the two hands met. The moment that happened to audible cracks followed by ten sounded below, masked men in black robes fired curses into oncoming people, Harry Potter however was waiting for his moment.

Crack the insidious sound was suddenly behind him and a wand was suddenly at his neck, he stood tall and did not show any emotion. He was fine on this rooftop, his attacker had not thought of balance, direction or anything but violence.

"Don't move," a gruff voice demanded, Harry smiled and raised his hands. Then with impossible speed he spun round and kicked the man in the shin before punching him in the chest, the impact knocked him to the ground and the moment he got back up he was hit again. A foot was placed on his back and a sleek black gun was suddenly pointed at him.

"I do not wish you harm, now raise your hands behind you," Harry instructed with no emotion, the man wriggled for a moment but Harry stopped that with a vicious stamp, he cried in pain but was held in place.

"Hands behind your back!" he barked and the man complied through hisses of pain,

"Thank you," Harry said calmly tightening plastic cuffs around the man's wrists , then in one swift movement the man was out cold. Harry looked at his watch,

Crack the noise told him all he needed to hear and suddenly a spiky haired woman was leading aurors to battle against the death eaters, Harry allowed himself a small smile. Things were going to plan after all,

"Avada Kedavra," one of the death eaters yelled and Harry was pleased to note this man had a very poor sense of aim, evidently one of the many incompetent morons Voldemort had hired in recent times desperation was a powerful force.

"Stupefy!" the pink haired auror yelled back and Harry watched her with some interest, she handled herself better than most of her colleges who seemed to be in a similar condition to the death eater firing the curses.

Six aurors verses ten to fifteen death eaters, the odds did not look good and they had no direct way of asking for help, a terrible stratagem. However he needed at least one auror alive and choosing his moment carefully he walked over the rooftop, his feet clicked as he walked on the smooth surface and gently nudged the tiles. Harry suddenly saw an evidently more competent death eater fire a violent looking scarlet curse at the pink haired auror, he had no reason not to stop it and then with the grace of an eagle he leapt of the roof. He hit the floor and rolled to his feet, pulling the woman out of the way

"You may want to get out of the way," he advised suddenly turning to the death eaters and withdrawing his wand, he preferred to carry both a wand and a muggle weapon, one was faster while the other was often more suitable.

"Thirteen," he deduced moving quickly towards the nearest death eater, he was in one of the side alleys and before the man could react Harry lashed out and kicked him back. Three bullets destroyed his mask and face before he could even formulate a spell, another in the same alley Harry wrenched into a head lock.

"Twelve," Harry announced looking towards the next death eater, a woman with no mask; not afraid of being caught or identified, a risk that needed to be neutralised. Next to her was a masked man who was not firing spells; he would surrender with the woman, however to get them he would need to cross the street currently littered with curses

"Who are you?" the Pink haired woman had navigated herself through the streets and next to him; unsure if he was friend or foe.

"To get an answer you must supply one," Harry commented as the Death Eater on the ground moved to run, he was subdued with a warning kick.

"Tonks, Auror Tonks," she greeted, Harry nodded at her before looking around, then he looked at his current target. The aurors were making it hard for him to navigate; luckily for him he had a shield

"Apologies Miss Tonks while I would love to stay and chat I have business to attend to; It was a pleasure making your acquaintance. " Harry told her before wrenching the Death Eater from the ground up into the air.

"Hold tight," he advised aloud running across the street with the man blocking all unfriendly fire, the moment he was in the clear he threw the man at the woman and hit them both with two killing curses.

"Ten," he crushed the other man's wand who jumped back; hands raised; a punch to the forehead followed.

"Nine," Harry then turned his attention to the ones by the bank, they were taking cover behind the pillars but they had not counted on a very specific disadvantage. Calmly Harry withdrew a grenade from his pocket, it was a custom made small circular device which he threw like a Frisbee, it hit the pillar and locking into place. The explosion followed and filled the air with light and warmth which Harry felt seeping into his face

"Five," the other death eaters were seeing they were outgunned looked at each other, some wanted to leave but for some reason they would not; a commander was perhaps nearby? No that would be too simple, too easy.

"Move and I'll kill you," a woman hissed in his ear, Harry smiled as he recognised the voice, he knew it well.

"Bellatrix Lestrange, I had wondered if you would be here, I must say this mission seems a bit simple for you? Is the Dark Lord still annoyed about your escapade in the ministry? Fighting my brother is a simple task after all," Harry taunted knowing it would annoy her.

"Harry?" Bella demanded, Harry spun round knocked the wand out of her hand and kissed her, a shock tactic that rendered her speechless, something he also enjoyed. He grabbed both her hands and gently moved them to one side

"Four," he whispered in her ear before withdrawing, her hands were tied together with plastic cuffs and her wand was on the floor, Harry picked it up and placed it in her pocket.

"You bastard," she hissed

"Not what you said last time, now my dear we both know how this ends, you either retreat or you are captured," Harry smirked knowing what choice she had,

"Fuck you," Bellatrix hissed with furious eyes

"Closer to the context of our last conversation but again not what I requested," Harry pointed out simply.

"Ok, Ok, Withdraw!" Bellatrix shouted in a high pitched voice; returning to Azkaban was not top of her list,

"Thank you," Harry bowed before slicing her cuffs off, she glowered at him before vanishing.

"Zero," Harry, he had completed his mission in less than ten minutes, good he knew he outmatched pretty much every auror around. Speaking of which... within three seconds five had appeared out of the air; all with wands pointed at him.

"Hands in the air!" they barked as one, Harry for his part complied and suddenly found himself pushed up against the wall.

"Happy now scum?" one of them hissed in his ear, Harry shook his head and twisted; spinning round and stamping the man's foot before head butting him to the ground. He cried in pain,

"Be very careful whom you insult," was the only advice he gave before the other aurors surrounded him.

Later

"Do we have any idea who he is?" Mad Eye barked looking into the interrogation room, it consisted of a plain room with a light; table and mirror which was see through on one side. Harry had been in there for about two hours since he had been brought in, surprisingly not many had been prepared to go near him until he had been disarmed and placed away. He had broken someone's nose apparently.

"No he's not a known Death Eater and besides he took out an entire group of them pretty much single handed," Tonks admitted,

"Then why do I get the feeling I know him," he wondered aloud pacing up and down, Tonks had the feeling too but she couldn't really place the face,

"Are you going to go in there?" Tonks asked; Mad Eye could get any Death Eater talking in seconds, however this time he shook his head.

"No, I think I know him and if I do he might call in a favour or something, you go in," he decided with an affirm nod, he had been reinstated against his will last year when it turned out Ashley Potter had been correct. Lord Voldemort had indeed returned and Fudge had done everything to hold his position and after re-befriending Ashley the world was his oyster, his reputation improved with old war heroes being returned to their posts. Through a lot of blackmail and debts it had turned out.

"Is one of you going to bother with an interrogation?" Harry asked simply looking at the exact point they were standing, both aurors looked at him with a frown.

"He's good, be careful," Mad Eye advised with a dark frown, Tonks nodded before opening the door closest to her and entering the room. She saw her suspect's face smile slightly at her presence,

"Ahh Miss Tonks I had wondered if you would be joining me, I suspected Alastor Moody would not considering my appearance, he is currently trying to work out who I am correct?" Harry asked with a smile, Tonks looked up and knew on the other side of the mirror Mad Eye was now alarmed.

"How do you know that?" she asked ignoring her training in this field

"You were sent in, he is notorious for breaking people and the only reason he would not enter the room is if he suspected the other party knew him," Harry answered simply, he tilted his head

"But we do not have all day, I suppose you have questions, I would advise you not to ask questions relating to my name, it would not be productive for either of us," Harry warned before knitting his hands together and staring across the wooden table at Tonks who had been caught off guard.

"What were you doing in the alley this morning?" Tonks asked deciding to listen to his point

"It was afternoon Miss Tonks firstly and do not beat around the bush, you have more pressing questions on your mind do you not? You are a second year auror after all, you know to get to the main part of this story" Harry countered immediately.

"How do you know that?" Tonks demanded alert that someone knew more about her

"You cannot be older than twenty two judging by your appearance, auror training takes place after Hogwarts and lasts two years before you work with an elder auror, you would have become an auror two years ago," Harry explained

"Who's interviewing who here?" Tonks glowered obviously annoyed that he knew this much about her in such a short space of time.

"A good question, continue," Harry considered for a second before fixing her with that piercing stare of his, she had seen it before but had no idea where.

"You were seen kissing Bellatrix Lestrange are you romantically involved with her," Tonks asked

"You have answered your own question, a brief encounter three months ago," Harry answered simply without even the trace of emotion. Tonks frowned

"I hope that is not jealously Miss Tonks, I knew you were using the sex appeal but I do hope it was being used in an interview context," Harry answered, Tonks looked confused for a few moments.

"In the field you wore battle robes as expected, however as sex appeal would not be useful in a situation such as that they were loose fitting. You are currently wearing a tight fighting top in order to draw attention to your chest, you left your jacket on a peg outside, your intention perhaps subconscious was to lull me into a state of susceptible lust from appearance. Unless I am wrong in which case you are attracted and have tried this, I doubt that however as we don't know each other well," Harry commented and Tonks used her powers to stop her cheeks flushing red. He was right about the Sex Appeal it seemed and he also seemed too knowledgeable about auror training.

"Miss Tonks I know there is a question you are intending to ask, do not bother with complex phrasing just ask," Harry requested without blinking, Tonks frowned again; there was indeed a question of such sorts.

"Ok why did you let yourself be caught? I saw you with those death eaters, why didn't you run from the aurors and why do you attack one, it seems odd as one of us could have had them release you," Tonks half questioned half commented.

"There it is!, the question no one else thought of. If they had then maybe they may have been more careful about arresting me, Miss Tonks there is a golden watch in your pocket what time is it?" Harry suddenly asked looking concerned; Tonks looked alarmed before dipping her hand into her pocket. Indeed a gold watch was in it,

"How?" she asked looking at Harry completely shocked

"The time?" Harry asked gently

"Two forty four," Tonks answered without thinking,

"Thank you, I would like to apologise to yourself, Alastor Moody and the two other aurors who have just walked in," Harry announced simply.

"For what?" Tonks asked

"For this," Harry commented as the wall in front of him exploded, Mad Eye was thrown back along with James Potter and his new protégée, neither had seen him which was a relief to Harry. Tonks's seconds of stunned silence gave him enough time to press her pressure point under the ear; rendering her unconscious.

"Thank you have been most helpful," He whispered before standing up, he walked through the destroyed door; picked his wand and gun up from the table and set off towards his destination.

Meanwhile

Fudge was sat in his office looking out of the window, everyone was working away and he was just waiting for the confirmation his new law had gone through. Giving him the assurance he would not be kicked out of office unless he decided so; his successor would be thankful for him and he would live as a wise politician one day. The man who had ignored a crazy old man and brat but when he discovered they were right changed his entire life to help others; ha the whole thing was a joke but it kept him in power.

"Sir," his peace was disturbed when three of his security walked in, all dressed in black robes and looking alarmed.

"Yes?" he asked, this needed to be important or he would not be happy.

"Someone has just broken out of the holding cells in the auror department, six people are dead and he is fighting his way to us?" his guard was alarmed which was concerning enough. He was a burly imposing man who would never show fear to anything, but for some reason this time he did.

"Who is it? Fudge seethed, how could his own people be so incompetent

"We don't know but," Fudge began but suddenly three loud sounds thundered through the air, his security drew their wands as the oak carved wooden door exploded. Dust filled his vision as the explosive spell did something to the air.

"Kill him," Fudge cried realising the danger he was in was very real, he was scared as any man would be but he was a coward.

"Sir get," his head of security began but suddenly he collapsed and three green flashes told him all he needed to know, his security team were dead. Instead when the dust cleared a man with black hair and a long black trench coat faced him, a scarf was around his neck and he looked at the minister with nothing but contempt.

"Minister, the centre of corruption, Bribes from the pureblood families keep you supported, your laws keep you in power and your allies cling to you. You are an enemy to the world itself, rot so deem within the system it has gone largely unnoticed. Until today, goodbye Minister," the man dictated.

"Please I can give you anything!" Fudge cried desperately but with one loud bang his right eye filled with blood and he was suddenly falling backwards; for a second Fudge wondered if he should be feeling pain and then he stopped thinking anything at all.