Minervra Maggie McGonagall
Minervra Maggie McGonagall Wed Aug 2008 08 27 Minervra Maggie McGonagall Disclaimer
I do not own Harry Potter
Summery: In The Black Heir by FirePhoenix8, the author stated that his Harry was the same as cannon Harry. That if Harry had not chosen to run away thus running into Sirius, Harry would have grown into and done what cannon Harry did. Using that as a basis I decide to write a post DH fanfiction using a Harry similar to FirePhoenix8's.
My story focuses on what would happen if Dumbledore's manipulations were unlocked after Harry's duel against Voldemort. In case you have never read The Black Heir ,Harry runs away after Vernon molested him for the first time. While on the run Harry encounters Sirius who just escaped Azkaban. When Sirius is still in dog form Harry confesses what his uncle was doing. Sirius takes Harry with him, and they run away to Russia. While with Sirius Harry embraces the dark magic inside him.
In this fanfiction, Dumbledore found Harry and promptly obliviated him. Sirius did not escape Azkaban until before 3rd year. Also a slight AU end of Voldemort happened. When Harry killed Voldemort he used the killing curse instead of the crap that happened in cannon. As a result to his lingering effect of being of Horcrux he absorbed all of Voldemort's knowledge. The rush of information unlocked the memory charms and blocks that he had been placed under and for the first time he felt the effect of the dark magic in his blood. He then later went back and stole the pensive that was in the Headmaster's office.
This fiction includes bashing of all the other main characters and features an evil, dark, independent Harry that is out for vengeance and just a little bit crazy.
Warning: This story contains violence. If this bothers just do not read.
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It was late at night and Headmistress McGonagall was busy with quill and parchment at her desk. Now that Dumbledore was gone she truly understood how much he hated paperwork. It seamed to be all she ever did anymore. McGonagall barely interacted with the students, and all of her research projects had to be pushed aside. At least she hadn't yet felt the need to resort to a time tuner like her Mentor. Maybe once I get into the habit I will be able to offer special advanced sessions with my best students, she thought. After all next year there won't be repairs to supervise.
It had been almost a full year since Voldemort was defeated and no one had seen Harry Potter since that night in early May. The Goblins were not helping in any way and the remnants of the Order were worried, especially the inner circle. As they truly understood what they did to Harry. Of those only Hermione Granger, Ginervra Weasley, Molly Weasley, Ronald Weasley, and herself were left alive.
She turned to look at the portraits of a sleeping Dumbledore and Snape, and said out loud "Don't worry dear friends I will find Harry Potter and complete our task." Her lips thinned, why had she said that out loud, she wondered. Especially when the oaths the three had made prevented any information from transferring with them to their portraits, just in case they fell into wrong hands. It is not like they would know what she was talking about. She looked back at the portraits and they did not move. McGonagall shook her head and went back to the parchment she was working on.
As McGonagall reached with her hands to dip her quill in her ink pot she suddenly felt the pressure of a spell hitting her in the chest and became rigid. She lost control her body a snapped to attention to her chair. Her Legs rigid against the legs of the chair, her arms on the armrest, back firmly implanted. She tried but couldn't move, desperate McGonagall reached for her inner animal and attempted to transform but found she was locked.
"Do you always talk to yourself like that Minerva?" A lone voice said.
Her eyes quickly darted across the office, looking for the whomever would dare attempt to curse her in her own office. McGonagall felt the spell she was under lift just a little bit allowing her to speak. "Reveal yourself now before I make you really regret what you have done."
A vacant laughed filled the office. "Now, Now Professor. Is this anyway to greet your godson?"
"Harry? Is that you?" McGonagall asked. She looked around and could not see him, the sound of this voice had filled the entire office. "We have been so worried about you since you disappeared from the final battle. Are you alright, are you ..."
Her voice was cut off by a deep powerful yell behind it, laced with magic. "YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO ASK IF I AM ALRIGHT!"
With a blink of an eye an man appeared in the office. He only stood around 5'7'' but had a strong stature. With just a wave of the left hand and McGonagall found her mouth transfigured into a closed muggle metallic zipper. His eyes were a deep green and seamed to glow drawing one in. His hair was a dark purple and fell to his shoulders and if one looked closely enough they could make out the very faint outline of a lightning bold scar on his forehead. Only a very few people would recognize this man as Harry Potter.
Harry immediately started pacing the floor, his hair shifting from dark purple, to blue, to green and then to brown. All so dark that they were almost black. Finally he took a deep breath and with a wave of his hand conjured a stiff back chair similar to McGonagall's except that his had a more executive look. After sitting down Harry Potter finally looked at the women he used to think of as his favorite professor.
After several short moments a more composed Harry spoke. His voice calm with almost no trace of emotion, his hair was back to his normal black. "You of all the people who are still in my life you are the one that disappoints me the most. Although you did not swear an oath, you gave my parents your word that if anything happened to me that you would protect me." Harry spoke as if speaking to utter filth. The same tone his Aunt would use whenever denying him help. Harry continued, "You promised them that you would show me love! Make sure I grew into the man I had to become."
At McGonagall attempted to speak through her zipper. Without a movement Harry unzipped McGonagall's mouth and she was able to move her lips once more. "Return my lips to normal this instant Mr. Potter." Her words came out muffled a little as she was having difficulty speaking with when lips turned to zippers.
Calmly Harry answered, "No I won't. Just say what you wanted to say."
McGonagall frowned and attempted to speak, often moving her lips but failed to. "You are no doubt attempting to say that you did just that, but you are finding that although the words can form in your head nothing can come out" Stated Harry.
"How? What did you do to me?"
"It is a truth ward, or more accurately an anti deception ward. You can choose to not answer a questions or answer it fully. No where in between. Took several months to figure out how to do it but it was needed. I always wondered why they never questioned Death Eaters with Veritaserum." Harry reached into his pocket and started to twirl a black wood wand that was unusually thick and curved into the shape of a claw. "I mean if you captured one Death Eater you could get him to confess and roll up all the others. Especially with inner circle members. I was quite surprised to find out that Snape had helped Voldemort develop a ritual that made people immune to Veritisium before he turned to your side."
"How did you find out about that?"
At this Harry laughed and said "Simple, you fools over used your pensive. I understand using it to review a memory but you kept all your most secret memories in there. Clearly to share with each other and survive if one of you died. But I saw Snape describe to you and Dumbledore the ritual, in case you ever needed to show plausible deniability."
"Mipsy!"
"She won't come, and none of the portraits can hear you. Not even the sorting hat could help you now, if it even would. Don't worry no one will disturb our session."
"Harry you must return that pensive to us immediately but most importantly you must release me. I am sure that if you release me I can explain what you saw." When Harry did not respond she added "Harry, you must allow us, your friends and family to help guide you after this your defeat of Voldemort."
"You must truly believe that. Like I would ever allow myself to subjected to the tender mercies you or anyone in that order of yours again. And for the record I have no friends or family."
"Nonsense Harry we mean you no," McGonagall then starting a coughing fit. "Happiness"
Harry just laughed, "I told you the ward prevents you from speaking any lie. You would have been better off not saying anything."
"What is you want Harry? Why are you doing this." McGonagall asked.
"Simple really, when I killed Voldemort something strange happened. I firmly believe that it had to do with the lingering effects of being his horcrux, and all the time you made sure we spent inside each other's head. There was some kind of mental blow back and all of his memories came flowing through what was left of our link and into my head." He then chuckled, "If you had not left the horcrux in me for so long it might not have happened. I was very disappointed that you had other means to get rid of the horcrux inside me. But I know Dumbledore felt that having access to Voldemort would increase the probability of us being drawn into a conflict with each other."
McGonagall was quiet for a long moment and then in a whisper added "So you know everything."
"Yes."
"And the Obliviates"
"Yes, all of them were lifted," Harry's voice was filled with venom. "Let me tell you suddenly remembering all 33 times you were raped by your uncle is quite a shock. At first I thought it was a sick joke of some type."
"So how are you going to kill me?" McGonagall asked already resigned to her fate.
"Oh lets not concern ourselves with that just yet. You see all though I now know the prophecy and what you did to control me I still have some questions." Harry then reached into the back pocket of his black cargo pants and pulled out a piece of muggle paper and a fountain pen. "Lets see question number 1: Why?"
"What do you mean why? I thought it was clear." Harry did not respond he just gave her a look that said I expect more from you. Normally such a lock should have been given the other way. McGonagall wilted and continued. "It was for the greater good. You have to understand none of us really wanted to do it but the prophecy said that you would be the Dark Lords equal and we could not have that. One Dark Lord was bad enough but two was unimaginable."
Harry interrupted with anger, "That does not make sense, nothing the prophecy said I was going to be a dark lord, or even dark! The possibility is not enough to justify what you three decided to do to an innocent child."
"You have to understand we knew you were Black's Son, Poppy discovered it during examination. And you just reeked of dark magic. The risk that you would go dark was just too great, so we had to take action."
"I just blocked of killing curse of course I reeked of dark magic!"
"Thats the point you blocked a killing curse, and even though the public bought the idea that Lily's sacrifice did something to allow you to live we knew that to be an impossibility. We couldn't risk someone with your power to go over to the dark."
"That does not justify leaving me with the Dursleys. I know that my parents named plenty of alternatives to Sirius for me to go to including yourself. Some of them light families. Why send me to a place where you knew I would be hated and abuse."
At this McGonagall seamed to tear up a little bit. "The point was to keep you week, and ignorant about magic. We had to control what magic you knew unless you get a taste of a dark magic and the power it had. Clearly we failed if you use of the killing curse, the imperious, and the cruciatus curse was sign enough." McGonagall then looked at Harry with defiance and added "I saw the look on your face when you tortured Amycus Carrow, you enjoyed it. If you had discovered that earlier would you have even been on our side, would you have killed the Dark Lord."
"I would have opposed him, he was clearly insane, you .."
"Ah but would you have killed him. Maybe yes, maybe no, but we had to be sure. Since you were our only hope we had to know for sure." She caught her breath, "Still the Dursleys were not supposed to be so bad. You should have never been raped. And by the time your Uncle showed his tendencies we were too committed."
"Still there had to be something that you could have done?" Harry asked.
"Nothing, any mind controlling potions or spells would have weakened the wards. The best we could was check your mind regularly to ensure that after it happened that your memories of the events would be locked. You were never supposed to know what was done."
"You do know that blocking the memories is not enough. The subconscious still knows, worse I had to relive it all at once." When McGonagall looked like she was about to continue Harry pressed on, "Now I want to talk about what you did to my mind. Between ensuring that I never learned occlumency you planted tons of compulsions in there. Who's idea was that."
"The lack of Occlumency was Dumbledore's idea, Snape came up with the idea of using the compulsions to ensure that you did what we wanted when we wanted. Snape was the perfect person since he was a master legilimens and he saw you at least three times a weak."
"What would you guys have done if after all those times you forced me into confrontations with Voldemort he had actually succeeded in killing me without you knowing about the horcruxes?"
McGonagall looked horrified, "You did not think of that did you. In the chamber of secrets Riddle was already at the stage where he could casts spells. If is was not for his over confidence the prophecy could have been fulfilled that night."
"But it wasn't and you prevented him from rising 2 years early! Besides we were of the opinion that once you or he were dead the prophecy having been fulfilled any of us could have killed him or you."
"Who was supposed to kill me if I survived during the battle of Hogwarts?"
"Either Snape, Dumbledore, Moody, Lupin, or I. Of course they were all dead and I was unconscious."
"Would you kill me now if you could?"
There was nothing but silence as response. After a moment Harry offered "Telling isn't when people can not deceive what they refuse to answer." McGonagall just scowled, while Harry smiled and continued, "Lets get back to Voldemort's rise. Now I did not see anything conclusive but what I saw in the pensive led me to believe that you let it happen."
"You were not in any danger Fawkes watched through the entire rebirth."
"Yes I was, but that was not my question. Merlin if ever see that phoenix again I will make sure that he has burning days for the rest of time!" Harry then took a deep breath and continued, "I still don't understand why you let Voldemort rise."
"Simple Dumbledore was getting old. We all were. Plus we knew that we could not defeat him quickly by that point. Finally we doubted our ability to control you after you turned 17. Especially after you finished your NEWTs. We could only keep the Goblins at bay for only so long."
"Just be glad they did not allow you to steal from me or I would have been even angrier," hissed Harry, his eyes briefly glowing green
"Look at you Harry you are way too far into to dark magic, don't loose yourself in it as so many have."
"Oh I won't loose myself but I do have a lot to catch up on thanks to you." Harry said while giving her a sinister grin.
"Is there anything I should know?"
"Yes, stop what ever you are planning Harry. You will not be able to get away with it. Stop now while you still can."
"Oh so you can get away with killing the 'Man-Who-Vanquished' but I could not get away from killing you? You know I actually like that better than 'Boy-Who-Lived'. Funny."
McGonagall struggled to respond but nothing came out. Finally she asked "Harry what are your plans now, what do you plan to do."
Harry checked his watched, he only had a little time before the truth ward expired, it took a lot of magical energy to run. "I plan to get my revenge on those who wronged me then after that I am not sure. The only reason you are first is that I needed your confession and your death will cause the most terror. Voldemort may have been insane but he was right about two important things, people will do almost anything if they afraid enough, and there is no good or evil, only power."
"Harry listen to your self You have got to .."
But Harry never heard what he had to do for with a twitch of his finger McGonagall's zipper zipped, shutting her up. For a moment she struggled attempting to get the ability to speak. "Oh if I was you I would stop attempting to talk, I hate to tell you this but You won't be able to talk ever again." Harry just laughed at expression of fear on her face.
Harry then walked over and removed her from her chair, he then laid her on the ground in the large open space in front of her desk. Next he expanded a truck and pulled out two large ornate pieces of wood. Harry then traced some runes on the center of the shorter piece and the upper part of the larger piece and then stuck them together forming a cross that just happened to match McGonagall's dimensions. He looked at her eyes and could tell she understood her fate or at least a part of it. "Oh I would not worry, I am not going to let you die over the course of several days, just a couple of hours." Finished with the cross for now Harry leaned it against the wall.
Speaking again Harry added, "The ancient Romans when they would crucify wizards would slowly leach their magic. Causing them to die painfully. Lucifer Peverell the creator of the Deathly Hallows figured out how to channel that magic into enchanted objects. The Romans crucified him before he could get too powerful. Since all magical cores grow until their hosts die, his objects are quite powerful and have continued to gain in power." Harry the paused to think and then added "You really should have never let me become masters of those by the way." With a sigh Harry continued "Since it was done before the invention of the cruciatus curse I wonder if it is more painful. Voldemort felt it was. You do know that this is what he did to Karkaroff after he found him right?" Harry didn't wait for a response but continued on. "When he killed Karkaroff Voldemort made him suffer for two weeks by extending the process. With you I will speed up the process since I have, or more accurately you have an appointment in the morning."
Harry then began slowly removing all of his former Transfiguration Professor's cloths. Positively enjoying the look of terror on her face. "Now don't worry Professor, I would not lower myself to rape you." Harry left McGonagall naked and moved levitated her body in front of the crucifix. He then pulled out two titanium nails and using magic impaled them on each wrist. Next Harry used magic to ensure that the her wrists would be able to support her entire body. Finally he placed a special diamond that itself was covered in runes at the head of the cross. Once the crystal was in place it started to hum, Professor McGonagall moaned in pain as her magic was drained out of her.
Soon McGonagall was completely out of it and would not be returning but Harry was not through. He walked over to her an caressed her face and said "I know you can't understand what I am about to say but I feel the need to tell you anyway. My parents and Sirius are waiting for you on the other side, they are prepared to torment you for the rest of eternity. You should have let be close to someone then I would be tempted to go to the other side instead staying here seeking vengeance. There is no hell or heaven you know. But they lack the physical pleasure that we enjoy so much on this plane like food, drink, and touch. If you had let me be truly loved instead of that potion induced stupor you had Ginny place me in. I may have decided to cross over, instead I will stay hear and be a cancer on this planet until humans fail to walk the earth." After a pause Harry added "Anyway I think that you being put through a crucifixion is quite appropriate as that is what the Romans used to do to wizards who betrayed them. And since you betrayed me, my dear God Mother I thought it was fitting."
Harry then spent the next hour systematically going through the headmistress' office. He found a lot of interesting things to go with the pensive gifted to Dumbledore by Nicholas Flamel that he stole the night of Voldemort's defeat. He took Gryffindors sword and severed its link to the sorting hat, and took all of the books that had been accumulated in the headmaster's library. According to Hogwarts: A History tradition had it that each headmaster would leave at least five books they thought important for the future headmasters. There were many other rare magical artifacts and after making sure that none had tracking charms Harry packed them all.
By the time Harry was done McGonagall had been agony for two hours. He sat down and conjured a hard wood rocking char and small table. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a flask that was covered in runes, with a wave of his hand he conjured a large wine glass and filled using the flask. Harry sat back and took a sip whine while watching McGonagall go through her last troughs of pain. He reached into his pocket and lit a cigarette.
McGonagall's body was withered and emaciated. For in every living being there is magic in every cell, for magical beings it was even more pronounced. Finally after enjoying the show for 20 minutes McGonagall let out a final croak and died. Immediately a portrait of McGonagall appeared on the wall with other Headmaster's portraits, part of the magic of Hogwarts. Just to make sure Harry made quick scans McGonagall's body to be sure that she is actually dead. Finally sure Harry walks over the portrait and draws his black wood wand and points it at the portrait. He then casts FiendFrye and hundreds of Yellow crazy ants shoot from his wand. All made of fire. They systematically destroyed the portrait. Harry laughed, all other portraits would have been made as link to that one. At least if they were to have her memories until the time of her death.
Next Harry casts spells on McGonagall's body that should delay the shifting of the Hogwarts wards to the new headmaster. It would not due to spoil a surprise. Harry packed up his trunk and the professor and looked at the office. Its looked practically bare now, Harry thought.
The next day was a normal post war breakfast in Hogwarts. Most students had begun the process of putting the war behind them and were focused on who was dating whom. Some noticed that Headmistress McGonagall was unusually late. "I wonder where Headmistress McGonagall is." Asked Hermione. "I wonder if something important happened."
"I am sure everything is alright," mumbled Ron with a full mouth.
"Ron don't talk with your mouth full." Answered Hermione without even thinking.
"I wonder if had something to do with Harry, I hope he is found or comes back soon." Lamented Ginny.
"I hope so, I am so worried about him. Do you think, do you think that he has gone code Black." The last part Hermione said in a soft whisper.
"I doubt it 'Mione, I mean Harry would never hurt a fly," replied Ron.
"Its Hermione Ron." Hermione put in automatically.
"He might, Harry had no problem casting unforgivables toward the end there with Voldemort. Plus we do not know what happened after he survived You-Know-Who. We know from Death Eater testimony that he was hit with another killing curse from You-Know-Who like planed but we were never sure of the results. What if the memory charms failed?" Pondered Ginny.
"Worried about him finding about the love potions?" Asked Ron a little too loudly.
"Ron! Quiet!" Hermione nearly screamed. Students turned to look at the Head Boy and Girl and the school's star chaser arguing. Hermione waved her wand casted muffliato.
"That is not what we should be worried about Ron. What would Harry do after he found out about his uncle, or about us spying on him." continued Ginny.
"I wouldn't worry. Those memory charms were casts by Dumbledore and Snape two very powerful wizards." Hermione commented.
"True, listen to her Ginny." Ron put in.
They were quiet for a while. Hermione looked at her watched and notice that breakfast was almost over. Just as she started to get up there were several screams and she turned to see several students passed out and some standing and pointing at the wall behind the teachers table. When she turned around she saw the whithered, weak, naked, and dead body McGonagall hanging on cross pasted against the wall. Her eyes rolled in the back of head and she promptly fainted.
Author's Note:
1. I was thought McGonagall was in on many of Dumbledore's manipulations even though she may not have been the primary actor. She had to be or she was the most non Gryffindor Gryffindor in the entire series. Here I have her, Snape and Dumbledore conspiring together to maneuver Harry into killing Voldemort. With out all three I do not see how it would work, McGonagall had to at least be complicit or why have a deputy head position or a head of house position. Most fan fictions paint her as just too trusting but she would have to be too trusting and stupid, something her character is never portrayed as. So I made her a party to the actions of Dumbledore and Snape even if she may not have agreed with everything.
2. I made up that thing about crucifixes and the Romans. I have no idea if it is true.
3. Harry talked to Lucifer Peverell via the resurrection stone and convinced Peverell to tell him how the Deathly Hallows were made.
4. I plan 5 others (2 are already written) but they will be shorter as Harry will have nothing he needs to ask thus they will have much less dialog.
5. This work was done with out a beta.