A/N: I am not English nor a police officer and I am not a wizard. So there will be a lot of fictional places. I do have a passion for story telling this story came to me in the middle of the night cuz I couldn't sleep after I saw HP7. I have been a fan of HP for a long time and I have great imagination. Didn't like the epilogue. HHr shipper. I have written a few stories but this is my first HP. I warn you this will be a little different from other HP stories. There will be action/romance/drama At least different from what I have read so far.

Oh I am not sure about the ratings I find that rating is subjective depending on the reader if there are complainst I'll be happy to address them.

DISCLAIMER I do not own HP

Harry Potter and The Secrets of Ambrosia

Chapter 1

Morgan Street

City of Westminster

London, England

It was after dark and the streets were poorly lighted except for the half moon high in the sky. Very few cars streaked pass. Morgan street was located in southern part of Westminster City. The street is lined with old constructs most have been abandoned for decades. In an old 3 storey apartment building in the 1950s; but, has long been abandoned except for a clan of rats. Even the homeless tend stay clear because of weird noises and strange things happening every night.

"It stinks in here!" Auror First Class Ronald Bilius "Ron" Weasley commented.

"Hush Ron!" Auror First Class Harry James Potter said to his partner.

"What?" Ron asked, "we're just looking for Dung…" The pair was tracking a small time hood Mundungus Fletcher, a squib, for smuggling forbidden ingredients.

"Can't you sense that?" Harry said pushing his hand in his robe drawing his wand.

"What? Ron ask

"There are a lot of protective enchantments in this floor," Harry commented.

Ron drew his wand at the ready.

Harry turned with his wand drawn just as a dark gray rat scurried aside, The hall led to the room with broken door. Harry waived his wand and said, "Finite Incantatum!"

The door turned a fresh color of brown hardwood with a copper doorknob in the door frames were lighted; "ready ron?" Harry whispered.

Ron nodded raising his wand with big right hand and turned the copper doorknob with his left. The door creaked and the room was bright. The pair stepped inside. The place was massive about the size of a football stadium. The place was filled with crates; hundreds perhaps thousands of crates. The pair navigated through the stacks

"What is this stuff?" Ron asked loudly

Harry paused and took a examined one of the crates. It had a blue triangle with and an inverted eye. "I don't know Ron…" Harry answered back,

"Over here Harry!" Ron called out.

Harry saw Mundungus "Dung" Fletcher is a squat, unshaven man with short, bandy legs, and long, straggly ginger hair. His tattered overalls covered his stocky frame he was holding a glass flask and poring its orange yellow liquid.

Harry ran towards him and he and Ron pointed their wands at him.

"Stop!" Harry yelled.

Dung threw the flask at Ron and he jump back. It distracted the pair a little and when they turned back Dung was holding a bent piece twig as if he was brandishing a wand.

"Is that supposed to be a wand…" Harry said tauntingly.

"Oh quit it…" Ron said, "We all know you're a squib, no powers!" Ron grinned.

"Yes…" Dung pointed it at Ron, "Petrificus Totalus!" A flash of light hit Ron square in the chest and knock him down his grin frozen on his face.

Harry was shocked; but, quickly recovered himself his training and experience moved his muscles like a machine and jumped into action, "Expelliarmus!"

Dung deflected the spell easily before countering with a, "Stupify!"

Harry ducked very narrowly avoided it. The beam of light hit the crate behind him. The wood shattered and orange yellow liquid oozed out.

Harry raised himself to cast stupefy of his own. Dung deflected it easily and cast an immobulus

Harry took cover behind another crate. Harry crawled as Dung continued to fire consecutive jets of energy.

"Hahaha!" Dung cackled, "this potion just works wonders. I am taking on the chosen one the slayer of Voldermort, the hero of Hogwarts!"

Harry could feel his heart race. I can believe I am loosing to Mundungus "Dung" Fletcher in a duel, Harry thought Voldermort must be turning in his grave. Harry took a deep breath and let Dung gloat. He took a peek and to search for Ron. Dung was so drunk with power; he forgot all about him. I need to get him out of here. Harry scurried as close to Ron as he could while Dung searched for him; Harry search his robe yes Harry pulled out a small cylinder, the delluminator. Harry flipped the cap with his thumb and all the light surged into it. The room was pitch black.

"Where are you!" Dung screamed temporarily blinded. Harry crawled over in the dark feeling for Ron's robe. There a human hand. Harry grabbed it and thought apparate; but nothing happened. Anti-apparition wards.

"Fiendfyre!" Dung cast

"Oh crap" Harry muttered. Fiendfyre is high level dark spell that conjures flames so hot it destroy Hocruxes. The fiendfyre spread all over the crates behind Dung. Harry pocketted Ron's wand and pulled Ron over his shoulder with great effort. Harry made a run for the door lugging around 175 pounds of petrified Ronald Weasley room quickly heated up Harry could feel sweat all over him. The noxious fumes were filling his lungs making it hard to could feel the air thining. His heart beat hard in his chest as every fiber of his being was filled with adrenaline. Harry ran as fast as he could with Ron on him; but the orange flames covered the door. The fiery pillars coverred the door like beastial fangs swallowing up all the free space. Harry stopped so hard that Ron's weight shifted making Harry almost loose his balance and jerking Harry forward cinging his jet black hair.

"There you are..." Dung said arrogantly.

Harry turn his head a red lightning stream race pass him. Harry barely manage to duck and the blast burst through the section of the building. The force of the blow cleared the flames away. Harry didn't think twice all he could do was leap from it.

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Constable H. Jane Granger was driving down Morgan Street in her New Scotland Yard issue Panda Car. Suddenly thunder BOOMED overhead. Fires sureged above and a building was ablaze. The poor condition of the walls didn't take much force so it was already starting to collapse.

"Wow!" Jane swerved her car to the right to avoid debris that rained in front of her unfortunately she was so busy evading the stone rain that she completely missed or rather hit an old street lamp. Jane jerked involuntarily her vision blurred. She shook her head and slowly climbed out of her car. Jane looked around the street she couldn't see anyone. Jane ducked reaching into her car to her radio.

"Operations, I need a fire wagons and back up at Morgan street. Theres a fire!..." the raido whizzed from the other end "Please repeat that 227"

"I say again I need..." Suddenly, the the roof collapsed above her head.

"Bullocks!" Jane gasped.

Jane pulled her Police issue X26 Taser and peeked up at the car. "Bullocks!" Jane Granger gasped as he saw one no two bodies splayed accross the hood of her car.

The fire gleamed lighting the streets like a midnight sunrise. Jane could see two young men one had red hair and a petrified grin as if he were a manequin, Jane gave a sigh of relief at least no one was hurt..."oooh" Jane's felt a shiver course over her body. I am a police officer Jane said confidently. Jane slowly pushed the red-haired manequin a little underneath was another person. His jet-black hair covered his face and pint of blood in his lip and he groaned again.

"Oh god!" Jane exclaimed as she struggled to move the petrified mannequin off the young man with a jet black hair. With a heave Jane move the lifelike doll to the side. She scanned the dark haired man feeling his ribs.

"ru..." the man gurgled

Jane ignored him, and started to say the standard speech the typical speech thought to her in the academy.

"Run..." he struggle to say.

Jane was a little confused; but ignored him. Jane was so focused on her duty that she didn't see someone descend right behind her until he landed with a flop.

Jane turned around and saw a bulky short man in tattered coat pointing a twig at her. Jane's instincts were in overdrive. There was something about the man's face that she found terrifying that she instinctively drew her X26 Taser at him, "HOLD IT!" Jane commanded

The man just gave a wicked smile and pressed forward

"Freeze!" Jane cried out louder trying to sound more assertive.

The man took another step and Jane inched her trigger finger when suddenly a slash of green light threw her back.

Dung jumped on the Panda car's hood.

"The great Harry Potter..." Dung said with a jeer, "to be done in by little old me..." he said with a chcukle.

Dung paused to savor the triumph, I always wanted to try this one... Dung said with a grin and raised his twig wand, "Avada..."

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Harry groaned. He couldn't move he didn't have time to use a proper levitation spell to ease them down and he was in pain. Harry tried to make a coherent thought He could tell that a woman tried to help him. He tried to warn her away but, she wouldn't listen and now he caught a glimpse of Dung towering over him Dung's twig wand raised high

I'm dead...

A/N: Not really Chapter 1 more like a prologue of sorts.

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