This story will start where my other story left off at the end of Harry's sixth year and end when I make the war end.
Rach-If you just happen to be reading this story I must tell you that in the book it said James Potter was a Chaser and in the movie Seeker. On J.K. says that he plays Chaser but they changed it in the movie.
pyro-briar- You are right. I should take the story at the pace that I want it. Also about the spelling no offense taking. I almost failed English class because I couldn't spell the words properly when I wrote them down. My stories and poems always had red marks all over the place and the words LEARN HOW TO SPELL was always written clearly on the paper. Cheers!
padfootreturns3- Do you know the Pat-Med school district? I'm going to start in the highschool when September starts.
Judging a lot of people are saying that they said Blaise is a boy then in the books he is a boy. But you know what I don't care! Blaise will always be a girl in my eyes besides I like a good Harry/female Blaise pairing. Besides if people can go and make Harry a girl I can go make a character who we only hear about once a girl. Any who wants to argue can go screw themselves.
Chapter 1 Harry Potter is a Prisoner of Azkaban
"Oh hell where am I now?" he asked as he landed on his knees, the parchment still clutched in his hands.
"Welcome Potter" a voice sneered.
"Old Malfoy, so good to see you again. We really have to stop meeting like this" he said to the blond haired man who just glared back.
"So chum where are we now?" he asked.
"Welcome to Azkaban Potter" Macnair said walking into the room.
"Hello Macnair" Harry replied. "Sorry for your loss" he replied lowering his head a little. He may be a Death Eater but for most when a loved one died it was hard.
"What loss?" he asked confused yet still sneering.
"Your daughter" Harry replied.
"M-my daughter? She is at Hogwarts though" the Death Eater stuttered.
"You didn't hear?" Harry asked the man. "She died in the attack on the train on the way back to school."
"What!?" Macnair shouted. "Is that why she hasn't written back to me." The man started to stutter incoherently.
"Snap out of it you git" Malfoy told him.
"But she was my only daughter. She was my Dark Princess!" Macnair said, tears forming in his eyes. He quickly rushed out of the room.
"What a baby" Lucius muttered.
"Emotional wanker he is. I mean just because his daughter died doesn't mean he has to get all emotional!" he said sarcastically.
"Shut up Potter!" Malfoy roared reaching for his wand but Harry was quicker. He pulled his out and had it pointed at the blond haired man.
"Crucio!" a high cold voice said from behind him. Harry withered on the floor in pain, biting his lip to keep from screaming. White hot knives poked his body as fired burned through his veins. "Potter we meet again" Voldemort said evilly.
"Yes unfortunately we do" Harry replied panting. "So what do you want this time?" Harry asked him.
"The satisfaction of seeing you suffer" Voldemort replied.
"Oh that's nice" Harry replied. "I'm sure we can do this some other time but right now I gotta go" Harry went to apparate but felt something forcing him to stay where he was.
"No apparating Potter" Voldemort cackled. "Don't worry you'll meet you end soon in a duel against me but until then I expect to see you suffer." Two bulky Death Eaters walked forward and grabbed Harry's arms and dragged him into a cell. They removed both his wands before closing the door. A chill swept across Harry as he saw four Dementors glide to the entrance of his door. "Enjoy your stay Potter" Voldemort hissed.
'Aw fuck. I wonder how long my mind shields can block the dementors?' Harry wondered to himself. So Harry sat there, the dementors effects continuously pounding away at his shields. He reached into his pocket and pulled several photos out. He put his hand in the other arms sleeve. When the photos were secure Harry pulled his hand back out and sat on the floor. 'Great I'm going to miss the wedding next week' Several hours later he managed to fall asleep.
He was awoken by a slap to the face. He opened his eyes and glared at Rookwood. "Stop looking at me Potter" Harry continued to glare defiantly. He received a punch in the stomach for his rebelling. "Get up Potter" Harry go to his feet.
'Wait a minute my hands and feet aren't bound I can fight back!' he thought shaking his head at his stupidity. He got to his feet and punched Rookwood in the face. The older man stumbled backwards and Harry kicked him in the stomach. He ran out the door and passed the dementors. He was running down the corridor when dozens of dementors started to swarm around him. Two fo them grabbed him by the arms and dragged him back to his cell. Rookwood was standing there clutching his stomach.
"Hey didn't I just see you" Harry said when he was thrown back in the cell. "Incarcerous" Rookwood said, his wand pointing at Harry. Ropes shot out and rapped around his ankles and wrist. So with his feet bound together he fell forward and with his hands bounded together he had nothing to protect himself. His face hit the stone floor and his stone started to bleed.
"Aw...look what you made me do!" he said angrily he looked up at the ceiling to try and stop the nose bleed.
"Next time be a good little boy then" Rookwood growled.
"So when do I eat?" he asked as his stomach grumbled.
"Yes the Dark Lord feels that you should at least get some food so when he kills you in a duel it will be a small challenge." Rookwood said.
"Your Master thinks very highly of himself. Well for a half-blood I mean" Harry said grinning. He was slapped for his comment.
"Don't speak of the Dark Lord like that!" Rookwood roared.
"You know I find it funny that by your standards I am more worthy then Voldemort. I mean after all I'm a pureblood and he had a muggle father" Harry explained. He was punched in the stomach and was gasping for breath when Rookwood left.
So Harry spent about three weeks in his cell. He could tell when a new day started because they bring him breakfast, which consisted of two buttered pieces of bread, an apple, a slab of meat and some water. Then they would give him a couple of kicks, punches and slaps to show they were superior to him. His mental shields were gone and people's deaths clouded his mind.
However one day Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle seniors came in. And they were smirking, well more eviler then usual. They didn't have breakfast with them, which sucked considering he was hungry. He was about to ask them about breakfast when Goyle punched him in the nose. It started bleeding and Harry was cursing. 'Great my clothes are covered in dirt and torn in several places I'm starving and now these wankers made my nose bleed. They are so lucky none of them are facing my hands or I'd have taken care of them!' He thought angrily. Ever since he was tied up not one of them ever went behind him. They must of knew he could do wandless magic.
Crabbe swung his big fist and hit Harry on the side of his face by his eye. Harry fell on his side and started to struggle to sit up. The three adults continued to punch and kick him while he lay on the floor his hands and feet bound. Several cuts had blood gushing from them, and his pitiful excuse for clothes soaked up the warm liquid. His anger started to grow which was never a good thing.
The ropes snapped and the three adults were thrown into one of the walls in the small cell. Hearing the three identical thuds Rookwood and Rabastan Lestrange came into the room. "Crucio!" Lestrange yelled. Harry cried out as the curse hit him. He arched his back and bit down so hard on his bottom lip he drew blood. Laughing Rabastan took the curse off and left the room, clutching his forearm.
Rookwood smiled evilly and pointed at his leg. "Brudd" he said. A pale grey light left his wand and collided with his left leg. "AHHHHHH!!!" Harry yelled as a sickening crack rang throughout the room. 'That bastard just broke my leg!' he thought as tears formed in his eyes and he gritted his teeth. Harry struggled to get up, making sure not to put much pressure on his broken leg.
He was on his knees, his hands on the ground, keeping his body from falling forward. He gave a violent cough as blood and spit flew from his mouth. He close his eyes and took a deep breath.
The young mage wasn't expecting the kick to his chest. The kick was so strong and it caused him to flip over and land hard on his back when he hit the ground. A groan of pain escaped his lips as he lay there. Gingerly he touched his ribs but pulled his hand back quickly as a he felt a pang of pain.
The man cloaked in black laughed at his pain. Look at him now. The mighty boy-who-lived, dressed in pitiful rags with dirt and blood covering his body. Laying on the floor with broken ribs and a broken leg.
"The Dark Lord will give you three weeks for your injuries of today to heal before you will duel" Rookwood said. "Incarcerous" Ropes shot out of his wand and this time only Harry's hand were bound together. Levitating the bodies of his fellow Death Eaters Rookwood left the cell.
Harry cursed his luck as Lestrange locked the cell magically with an advance locking charm. He knew the counter charm but it was to advance for his wandless capabilities. He could do minor hexes, jinxes and charms without his wand and was slowly improving everyday he practiced however since he hasn't been practicing since he was captured his skill hasn't been improving.
So the three weeks passed like the first three weeks. Breakfast with some punching, kicking and slapping. He tried not to move to much so his leg and ribs could heal better. They would still be damaged for his duel against Voldemort but he had a way to get them healed. So when the day came Harry was dragged out of his cell by those damn dementors. 'Nasty little buggers they are' Harry thought as they dragged him down endless corridors. They finally came upon a big wooden door.
It opened and Harry saw his favorite lord,(sarcastic) surrounded by his favorite people with black robes and white mask.(again sarcastic) "Oh Harry, it has been a joyous six weeks hasn't it!" Voldemort said as he was dragged in.
"Of course it has. I had a five star room with first class food and excellent company" Harry said sarcastically.(It is a new Harry. He is kind of sarcastic just so you know) Voldemort flicked his wand and the ropes fell off his wrist. Harry moved his hands around o get the fell in them again.
"Give him his wands" Voldemort hissed. Old Malfoy came forward and gave him his two wands. The Death Eaters formed a circle around the two. "And now we duel!" Voldemort cried.
"Hold on there Dark Lord old buddy" Harry said. "You know my ribs and legs are still broken"
"That is of no fault of mine. I told you, you had three weeks for them to heal" Voldemort snapped.
"Fine then. If you want to be known as Lord Voldemort man who could only beat Harry Potter because he had a broken leg and broken ribs. I mean I'm sure that is the way to strike fear into peoples heart. You afraid to take me on when I'm in full health Tom?" he asked sneering. Voldemort was seething with anger.
"Heal him" he snapped to Bellatrix. She walked forward and waved her wand over his wounds muttering spells. When she finished she took a step back.
"You have a death wish don't you?" she whispered. She turned around and went back to her position in the circle.
"Happy Potter?" Voldemort questioned him while giving him a look of death.
"Much!" Harry replied happily. "So you putting up a barrier or what?"
"Nope" was Voldemort reply.
"Then let us duel!" Harry cried. He got into the stupid dueling position Lockhart showed them in his second year. It really wasn't a proper position just one Lockhart made up probably because it kept his face in perfect view of all those watching from the sidelines so when he smiled all could see. What a git he was.
"Volare Indietro" Harry said starting the duel. Voldemort immediately raised a shield that absorbed the spell.
"Avada Kedavra!" he yelled pointing his wand at Harry. Harry dodge out of the way and the spell hit one of the Death Eaters behind him. Harry burst out laughing at what happened but had to stop when a jet of black light flew at him.
Dodging that spell Harry yelled "Bussato Fuori" With a flick of his wand Voldemort sent the spell flying into the ceiling. A beam of purple light flew at Harry. He conjured a brick wall to intercept the light and any other to come as he traced a complicating rune in the air.
The brick wall exploded showering bricks everywhere. Harry finished the rune and it glowed before a bright white light shot at Voldemort. The Dark Lord threw up a shield. The white light hit the pale green shield. It was like a battle between the light and shield to see which one would win. "Leve Escudos" Harry said. The blue light crashed into the shield and with the combined efforts of the bright white light and the Shield Destroying charm the shield fell. Voldemort tried to jump out of the way but the rune spell caught him in his left hand.
"ARGH!" he screamed as his left hand was severely burned. It was a nifty spell Harry found that burns anything evil it touches. The rest of the spell hit two Death Eaters who screamed in pain as their skin turned all red and nasty looking. They continued to duel. Throwing spells and curses at each other. Erecting shields, conjuring objects or just dodging to avoid the spells heading there way.
"You are getting better Potter." Voldemort said.
"Thanks...I guess" Harry replied.
"You know with some training you could be the best. Imagine it you join me and we could dominate this war. Everyone one would bow before us with our power." Voldemort explained.
"Yeah see I would join you except for about five reasons. One you killed my parents. That was a big no, no. Two I'm friends with muggles, muggleborns and half-blood. Three I don't like causing pain and seeing people suffer. Four well no offense but you ugly. I mean mad ugly like some guy shagged a snake and the snake gave birth to you. Five the only reason you are offering me this is because you fear me. You know that soon I will become stronger then you and you don't want me as your enemy any more" Harry could tell Voldemort was angry.
"Crucio!" Voldemort cried. Harry rolled out of they way as a Death Eater screamed in pain when the curse hit him. "Electrify!" the spell hit Harry in his left leg and he cried out in pain as bolts of electricity coursed threw him. "Avada Kedavra" A table appeared to intercept the green light.
Harry made an X in the air and pushed it forward with his wand. Voldemort ducked out of the way and a Death Eater fell down to the spell.
"Told you, you should of put up something around the duel. Look two burned, one dead, one knocked out" Harry ducked the green light and it hit another Death Eater. "Two dead" Harry corrected himself. Harry dived to the side as several black jets of light hit where he just was.
"Dans Kongo!" he said. Two beams of light one light brown and the other almost invisible to the eye flew at Voldemort the invisible one a foot behind the other. "Protego" Voldemort said lazily. The brown light hit the shield. When the brown light was absorbed Voldemort got rid of the shield since he didn't expect another jet of light there. It was so dark no one could see the transparent beam. It hit Voldemort who eyes widened as he felt the contact. "
Hahah!" Harry laughed. "Didn't suspect that one did you Tom? I learned that from the Guide to Ultimate Pranks " Harry told him. Harry said the same incantation three other times. Three Death Eaters were hit with the spell. Those three Death Eaters lined up behind Voldemort and they all started to........dance in a congo line.
"Shit this is hilarious!" Harry laughed. The Death Eaters who were still moving on their own will charged at Harry. "Potente Multiplo Stupefy" Several red beans crashed into the charging Death Eaters. Doing the X motion again Harry sent it at the charging Death Eaters. Blast of green and blue lights flew at him. "Lebens saver oro" he cried. All of the spells ricocheted off the shield and struck the ceiling. "Immobulus!" he cried. One of the Death Eaters slowed down to the pace of a snail.
"Chute! Chute! Chute! Chute! Chute!" he cried out jabbing his wand each time. One syllable spells were so much easier to use when fighting multiple opponents. So the Death Eaters who were struck by the spells collapsed on the ground. Some were smart enough to erect shields. Harry put his right arm out in front of him and made a big circle in the air with his wand. Then using his wand he directed the circle over the remaining Death Eaters. Ropes shot out and bound them all together. All were taken out except one who stayed back.
"Potter" Bellatrix whispered. Harry walked over to her. The others were either too busy or knocked out to notice anything.
"Here" Harry reached into the sleeve of his robe and started to dig around in the hidden pocket there. He pulled out several photographs and slid them into Bellatrix pockets discreetly.
"How come you have these with you?" she asked.
"Well I carry them around with me everywhere. But I have doubles at home I was going to send you but since I'm here I'd figure I'd give them to you now" Harry told her.
"You know I still hate you right?" she asked him
"Feeling are mutual. Now I'm gonna have to stun you too you know" he told her. "Stupefy" he muttered. The red light hit Sirius's cousin and she slumped to the floor. Harry went back over to the dancing four people. Harry picked up a Death Eaters discarded mask and concentrated real hard. Waving his wand a muggle Polaroid camera appeared where the Mask once was.
The more complicated the item was the harder it was to transfigure or conjure it. The camera was pretty hard because it required a person to know how the camera works, what the inside looks like and how film works and everything. Luckily for Harry he paid attention sometimes to Colin's rambling.
So Harry snapped a couple of pictures of Lord Voldemort dancing the congo with a few of his Death Eaters. "Well old chap I fear I must leave" Harry said still chuckling at the sight in front of him. "See I would kill you now but we both know the Killing Curse won't work on you or any other way like cutting of your head. I know you were working on those potions and spells you did last time. Your spirit thingy would escape again and we would have the same thing from 15 years ago. But I'm working on a way. So far it is just a wild guess but I'm pretty sure I found the way." Harry explained.
"So with one last moment to inflict pain. Kugelzauberei" the silver light shot out at Voldemort who couldn't dodge it because he couldn't move his body at his will. Blood seeped out of his robes from the small snitch size hole in his stomach. Harry smiled at the enraged Dark Lord and disappeared with a crack. When he appeared again a big iron gate stood in front of him.
Pushing it open Harry walked into his manor. 'So six weeks means I missed the last month of school and we are two weeks into the vacation which means I missed my aunt's and Remus's wedding and in two weeks it is my birthday. He pushed open the doors and walked into the room. People were running around in the entrance hall.
"What is the rush?" he asked Sirius as he ran by.
"We are getting the plan ready to rescue Harry" Sirius told him.
"Oh ok. I'll help" Harry started to follow Sirius as they ran to the lounge. "What are we suppose to do?" he asked.
"Well me and a small group are suppose to sneak in while Dumbledore and a larger group distract the Death Eaters. You can come with me if you want Harry but don't mess up. We have to rescue Harry he is my godson after all" Sirius explained.
"All right I won't mess up on the mission we are having to rescue Harry" Harry told him. "Wait a minute. I am Harry!"
"Harry?" Sirius asked finally turning to him. "Harry!" Sirius pulled him into a hug. "Everyone Harry is hear!" Sirius yelled. The Weasley's, Tonks, Moody, Shaklebolt, Remus, his aunt, Professor Dumbledore and several other Order of the Phoenix members came in.
"Harry you had us worried" Mrs. Weasley said bringing him into a hug.
"What happened Harry?" Dumbledore asked. So Harry explained everything to them. The portkey, his first three weeks, the beating, the last three weeks and the duel.
"Oh yeah before I forget" he pulled out th photographs from the muggle camera. "Look" he handed the pictures to everyone.
Dumbledore was laughing so hard he had to wipe the tears out of his eyes. "Oh Harry these are some of the best photographs I have seen in a long time" he told him.
"So how was the wedding?" he asked Remus and his aunt.
"Sorry you missed it Harry. We tried holding it off until you came back but after a month we decided that we should just have it" Michelle explained.
"No problem Mrs Lupin." he said hugging his aunt.
"Now where is my son?" he asked. Fleur came walking in holding his little son who was squirming non stop. James stopped however when he caught sight of his dad. Fleur handed the 3 month old to his father.
"Abooder!" the child yelled. Harry just smiled at his son who kept talking in the language only babies could understand.
"So what has been happening while I was away?" he asked.
"Voldemort has destroyed the city of Shrewsbury" Dumbledore told him.
"The whole town?" he asked.
"Yes he attacked at 7 in the morning. Out of about 90 thousand only 15 thousand escaped with their lives and souls" Remus said softly.
"He let loose the dementors on the town. Supposedly they were getting restless so he let them feed. After a while he called them back and sent in his Death Eaters. We got there towards the end of the attack and were able to save the residents of the northern part of the city." Sirius explained.
"T-that is horrible" Harry said. "I didn't see any of it. I only saw the attack on several pureblood families in Germany" Harry told them.
"Yes they refused to join him so he went after them. Luckily we found out and tipped them off. Unfortunately two of the families were stubborn and said theat he wouldn't dare attack them. The ones that are alive are living in a safe house in Germany." Dumbledore stated.
"Safe house?" Harry asked confused.
"Yes. Voldemort is expanding his war. Now the Western and Southern parts of Europe are feeling his power. Several places like warehouses or mansions have been put under the Fidelis Charm and all those who are seeking shelter are permitted in." Dumbledore said.
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Well speaking of more brighter things" Remus said changing the subject. "I have to tell you guys that Michelle is pregnant!" Remus said proudly.
"That is wonderful Uncle Moony!" Harry exclaimed. "Now I'll have a cousin I like!"
"Well she is two months the child will be born February." Remus said. "And don't call me Uncle Moony. Just Moony will be fine"
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Harry walked around the house looking at the rooms as he passes. All the bedrooms were full with at least two adults or four kids in each one. The dueling chambers were occupied daily. The three stages in the room were put to a lot of use. At least one potion was always brewing in the lab whether it be Veritaserum or Skele-gro or Pepperup or any number of medical potions.
The offices were piled high with parchment on raids and info about Death Eaters. The study was turned into the meeting place for Order of Lightning members during the summer. Pictures of known Death Eaters littered one of the walls while formations and plans littered several tables.
One of the extra rooms that had no use before was now a small infirmary. They had a team of 7 healers working constantly to help those from attacks and raids. The rest of the empty rooms that never had any use were turned into small classrooms. The Militia and anyone else who wanted to learn new and more advanced spells would go there to get taught by the best they had like Moody or Sirius.
Outside wasn't mush different. A small village was built upon the lawn of Potter Manor. Small houses, some shops and a dirt road stood where the once green grass was. The Quidditch pitch was in use a lot, whether for playing Quidditch or mock-battles they held. They were lucky enough to have Neville and two other people who were good at Herbology. Many types of plants were grown in the greenhouses.
They had a therapist at the house. Many kids were orphaned and many other people lost loved ones. They realized they needed a therapist when a 12 year old Gryffindor who was a muggleborn ran out of flooed out of here rather quickly. They found his dead body hanging at the edge of Hogsmeade. He went to avenge his parents who were murdered while he was at school. Voldemort hung his body as a warning for all those who thought they could defy him. 888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888
"Harry you know that the International Quidditch Cup was going to be held this summer right?" Sirius asked him one day when they were eating dinner.
"Yeah" Harry replied. Every Quidditch fan knew about it. The best two teams from each of the seven continents(Yes people there is a wizarding community in Antarctica. The community has strong spells and enchantments that keep it warm enough to live a comfortable life, hidden from muggles) verse each other in a tournament and the top two teams verse each other for the Quidditch Cup.
The top two teams from each continent are decided from tournaments like the All-African Cup, the Australian Leagues, and the United States Cup. The tournament starts with 14 games in the first round. The 14 games are actually the same pair of teams versing each other twice and the one with the higher total score after both games goes to the next round. In the next round each team plays each other. So that is a total of 21 games the teams play.
Then the two with the highest scores added up from all 6 games they play go on to verse each other in one game. The winner of that game is crowned Quidditch champions with the Quidditch Cup. (If you are confused I guess I can explain it if you ask me to.)
"Well it is being held on your birthday. The two teams have been decided. They are the Sweetwater All-Stars and Puddlemere United."
"Oh wow. America actually made it that far in the final? I thought they were to busy playing Quodpot?" Harry asked.
"Well the few teams that America has are pretty good you know. The Catskills Crups won the Quidditch Cup nine times in a row once." Ron told him.
"Now they are doing bad though."
"Yeah worse then the Cannons" Sirius said.
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Wow they must be horrible!" Harry exclaimed.
"HEY!" Ron said indignantly.
"Anyway it is being held in New York, America. We managed to get 20 first class tickets! I figure we take a two week vacation to America. You can invite a couple of friends and we can take a small break from the war" Sirius explained.
"Yeah sounds good" Harry agreed.
"Alright now who are you inviting besides me, Remus and Michelle?" Sirius asked.
"Ok now let me see. I want to invite Snape, Draco and Lucius Malfoy, Voldemort and Filch" Harry said ticking them off on his finger.
"What?!" Ron asked outraged.
"I was kidding mate, calm down" Harry said holding his hands in front of him. "Ron and Hermione are definite. I guess Neville, Ginny and Luna would want to go too. Uh Blaise, Cassandra, the Patil twins, Susan, Hannah and Justin. Let me see that is 12 including me and the three old timers"
"Hey!" Sirius said.
"So that is 16, we need 4 more. Well we can invite Tonks and I guess Luisa Cortez. Sirius you can invite that special lady you've been seeing" Sirius flushed. "I guess the last ticket can go to...um Jake Wright" Jake was a fourth year Ravenclaw who was recently orphaned. He was having a hard time adjusting.
"Then it is settled. We leave in one weeks time" Sirius said. Harry wrote letters to the few people who weren't living at Potter Manor. Then he walked around asking all the people who did live at Potter Manor. All said yes happily.
Alright I want like 50 million reviews just for the first chapter!
