Chapter 2
The Beginning
The Ministry of Magic as silent as a tomb in the early morning light, dust motes gently floated to the floor. All of a sudden the silent was broken by an almost silent pop. Harry Potter appeared in the middle of the Atrium digging in the pockets of his trench coat looking for something. "Grrrr damn it where did I put that fucking ID badge at?" he growled. Looking up Harry finally noticed he had arrived and the atrium was deserted. Hmm, he mused, when did I become so comfortable with apparation that I could search for things while I was doing that. Chuckling quietly to himself Harry spared the area a quick glance. The atrium looked the same way it did when he, Hermione, and Ron snuck into the Ministry to steal the Locket of Slytherin. The horrible Magic is Might statue still adored the middle of the atrium in all of its horror. So overcome with anger towards Tom, Harry cast an overpowered Bombarda spell and blew the horrifying item into thousands of pieces. Ha, he thought smugly in his mind, lets see someone put that back together. As Harry continued to look around the room his thoughts eventually came back to fight that took place between Dumbledore and Tom at the end of his disaster of a 5th year. Unfortunately the headmaster got injured during the fight and fell to the ground unconscious, Harry had been forced to take over the fight.
Begin Flashback
"BOMBARDA" Tom yelled, his wand pointed at the ground in front of Albus. Albus who had been looking towards Harry making sure he didn't move out from the confines of the animated statue didn't see the spell coming towards him. "Sir, look out!" Harry had screamed out but it was to late for Albus to shield himself. The exploding curse struck home about ½ foot in front of the headmaster shooting chunks of floor up at him to quickly for Albus to block. With a sickening crunch a particularly large piece struck the aged man in the dead center of his forehead sending him flying backwards towards the ground. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO," Harry yelled.
As Tom began to laugh and crackle at his apparent victory over the old man, Harry was finally able to break free. "BOMBARDA," Harry screamed, pointing his wand at Tom. Tom ducked quickly so instead of getting a chest full of curse, he ended up with a back full of marble pieces from the exploding column behind him, knocking him to the ground dazed. Harry quickly ran over to Albus to make sure he was okay, the old man was out cold on the ground. "Planto fumo," Harry whispered. Instantly the room was filled with thick clouds of steam obscuring what was going on. Good thing to cause Tom was on his feet and pissed, "WHERE ARE YOU POTTER," he bellowed into the steam, "STOP HIDING AND FACE ME."
Harry had managed to get Albus over to the lifts where he had seen his friends at. Quickly conjuring up and ice pack he handed it to Ginny and whispered to her, "Keep this on the headmasters head and try to figure out if there is anything we can do for his concussion," he said panting slightly. Ginny looked grimly down at their headmaster and said, "I'll try everything I can Harry." As he stood up Ginny grabbed onto his arm, Harry looked down at her and realized just how stunningly beautiful she was. "Where are you going," she asked. Harry flashed her his crooked grin and said, "Where do you think some ones got to send Tom running," glancing down at his headmaster he grimly finished, "and since he can't finish it looks like its up to me." Using all her strength, Ginny pulled Harry down to her and kissed him. Letting go after a few seconds she pulled back and softly said, "Good luck." "Thanks I'm going to need it," Harry said with his crooked grin back in place.
Standing up Harry turned around and faced in the direction he thought he had come from and set his face with grim determination. "Videlicet fumo," he said, instantly all the steam vanished leaving Harry and Tom about 30 feet from one another. Harry's friends and headmaster were behind him while the Auror's, ministry officials, and other important people where behind Tom. Hmm they must of showed up while I had the steam up, Harry thought to himself. Tom sneered at Harry, "Harry Potter, you have fouled up my plans for the last time. Prepare to die." "I don't think so Tom, you see you made me realize something just now," Harry said. Tom cocked his head to the side with a confused look on his face, "Oh and what is that?" Harry chuckled and brought his wand into a firing position, "That I can't let the headmaster fight my fights anymore, glacies telum." Out of thin air shot out a dozen or more spears of ice headed straight for Tom. Tom shielded against the attack, conjuring up a fire whip, he lashed out trying to remove Harry's wand arm. Harry jumped over the whip and fired off three stunners, two disarming hexes, a transfiguration spell to turn Tom's clothes wooden, and the Bat-Boogie hex. Tom managed to dodge all the spells but the Bat-Boogie's, it was so powerful that it actually knocked him down, which only made the bats angrier. As soon as Tom was on the ground Harry shot the wooden clothes spell at him again. Tom was able to pretty quickly cancel all the spell effects but he was still on the defensive. Harry shot spell after spell at Tom hoping to slip something past Tom's defenses, stunner, disarming spells, tripping hexes, steel and ice spears, burning spells, blood boiling curses, nothing could get thru.
Tom meanwhile was stuck between dodging and shielding, not something he liked to do at all. Come on you idiot think what can I do, Tom wondered. After several minutes of thought, Tom decided to try to posses Potter. Yes that should work wonderfully, Tom crackled in his mind. Tom prepared himself and all at once he let loose a very overpowered Reducto curse right into the ground about 1 foot in front of Harry.
At about that time Albus came to and saw what happened and witnessed Tom seemingly disappear into thin air. Harry's friends were ready to run to him but Albus held them back. "Wait," he told them, "Voldimort isn't gone yet." "But professor," Neville began. "Harry don't move," Albus said completely frightened now. "But professor ,"
Harry tried to say but instead ended with screaming and thrashing about. Harry was in very intense pain, Tom was literally pumping pain and suffering into Harry's very core. A voice came from inside Harry himself, "Your mine now Potter prepare to die." Then turned his voice outwards using Harry as a giant puppet, "Kill me now Dumbledore, if there are worse things than killing then destroy the boy to end me." Tom smirked to himself yes this would work, either way the boy was dead now, then suddenly Harry began to fight back, first with thoughts of seeing Sirius and his parents again. Tom's hold began to loosen then due to his slight pain. However when Harry replayed the kiss Tom was in sever pain and had to pull out. Stumped as to how the boy did it, Tom grabbed Bella and left. As he left he shot Harry a look of deep loathing and swore under his breath, "Someday Potter, someday "
Harry lay on the floor beaten, battered, bruised, and exhausted. He raised his head just enough to see Ginny dragging herself over to him, puzzled Harry lay there until she did. When Ginny got to him she gently lifted his head and sit it in her lap and ran her fingers thru her hair. "Shoo it's okay now Harry sleep," Ginny cooed gently to Harry.
End Flashback
Harry sighed heavily in the silence. That had been what had started he and Ginny down the road to becoming better friends and eventually dating each other. He had woken up the next morning in the Hogwarts hospital wing with his head still on her lap. Harry smiled at the thought and continued onto his office in the auror office.
Harry stepped off the lefts on level 2 and headed towards the auror offices to get to his cubical, along the way he thought back to how his life as an auror and unspeakable had begun.
Begin Flashback
"Harry." Harry looked up to see Professor McGonagall in the doorway. Harry was surprised it wasn't the headmaster. Albus had just been released from the hospital the day before, it had been 3 days since the events at the ministry. Harry stood up gave Ginny's hand a quick squeeze, waved to all his other conscious friends, and followed the deputy headmistress in the direction of the headmasters office. Having already been told the prophecy Harry didn't think there was anything else to be told. However instead of going to the headmaster's office Professor McGonagall took Harry to an unused classroom. Silently opening the door the professor looked at Harry and said to him, "Harry, no matter what you choose both I and your parents will be proud of you. Sirius would have been thrilled that you are being offered this chance." With that she walked away sniffling a little. Harry however didn't know what his transfiguration professor was talking about and his facial expression showed as much. However with a shrug of his shoulders he stepped into the room.
Once he was in Harry noticed how dark the room seamed and immediately drew his wand. Harry hunched down and carefully walked further into the room, when he'd cleared the door it suddenly slammed shut behind him. It was then a familiar voice growled out, "Good job Potter, hunched down, wand out, and cautious. All good things for an auror to do in battle, Amelia was right to suggest you to become an auror." "Mad-eye give the boy a chance to make a choice after handling that snake faced bastard so well the Unspeakables can offer him much more," an unfamiliar voice said. Actually it sounded more like a greasy used car salesman's voice to Harry but no matter. 6 spells later both men where stunned, wand less, and stuck to the wall before they could blink or light some candles. Harry nodded silently to himself and lit the candles in the room.
Stuck to the wall was one Mad-eye Moody and a man in a grey robe with the hood drawn up so that his face was obscured from view. Harry cautiously approached Mad-eye not quite sure what the old battle hardened auror could have hidden up his sleeve. Pointing his wand directly at Mad-eye's heart, Harry mustered up his courage to sound as brave as he could and said, "If you're the real Mad-eye Moody then you know what you taught back in my 4 year when you were the DADA professor." Mad-eye gave a dry chuckle and shook his head, "Didn't teach you a damn thing lad, spent the whole time locked up in that good forsaken trunk of mine." Harry nodded his head but left the grizzly auror tied up, sighting the reason as, "Hey I don't know if he's trustworthy yet," which got a real smile on Mad-eye's scared face and caused him to laugh. "Damn lad you learn quick," Moody said through his laughter. Harry cracked a small smile and said, "When you got a dark lord after your blood you learn quick or die," to which Moody's only answer was to nod his head sadly. Moody's thoughts turned to his fallen comrades and how they would still be alive if they had learned like Potter had.
Harry turned towards the man with the grey robe on, he was about 6 feet tall and if Harry had to guess looked to be about 210 pounds of pure muscle. Well I sure hope that sticky charm holds cause if he gets loose I'm pretty much screwed, Harry thought to himself. Harry once again brought his wand up and pointed it at the unknown person, "Speak quickly and truthfully, cause if I suspect you are I won't hesitate to make your lungs part of the stonework," Harry growled trying to sound serious. The person started to chuckle, "Potter, I know what you could do to me if I tried to lie that's why I brought a little something so you can make sure I am telling the truth. Its in my right side pocket here," he said jerking his head down towards his right pocket. Harry cautiously approached, wary of this obviously dangerous person getting loose and overpowering him. Reaching in his pocket Harry pulled out a vile of what looked like water. Ah Veritaserum, he remembered after a few moments thought on what the vile contained, they are very serious about this conversation being truthful then. Looking at the vile Harry noticed there was more than enough to discover why both men where here to speak with an unassuming 15 year old boy,
He first went to Moody, who seamed to be expecting this cause he said to Harry, "Go ahead Potter, I'd probably have the same questions you do if this happened to me." So Harry removed the cork from the vile and put three drops onto Mad-eye's outstretched tongue. After Moody had swallowed, Harry waited until his eye's became glassy and distant looking, took a deep breath and asked, "What is your name?" "My name is Alastor 'Mad-eye' Moody, I've been an auror since 1943 and have fought alongside Albus Dumbledore during WW2," Mad-eye rattled off. Harry nodded his head, Okay its really truth serum then, he thought. Drawing another breath Harry asked, "Why are you here?" "Because of your performance against the Dark Lord, the director of the DMLE Amelia Bones wants to offer you a place among the Battle Auror division. We all feel that you would be a good addition to our forces." Moody told him. "Why me though? There are much better and more qualified people for this than me." Harry said. "We've always know the prophecy and we know that Albus isn't training you. The world needs you to live through the war so you can bring it back to its original glory," Mad-eye told him in one breath without blinking.
Harry sighed and nodded his head. It was unfortunately very true if he stayed in the headmasters corner untrained for much longer he was going to wind up killed. Turning towards the other person how, Harry brought the bottle and his wand up once again, the person in the grey robe stuck out his tongue as well and accepted the customary 3 drops to the tongue. He swallowed and lowered his hood to allow Harry to see his face and eye's for the first time. About this time Moody's Veritaserum wore off and turned to see you else was with him, when he saw who it was he bit back his gasp of astonishment. Never thought I'd see him outside the Department of Mysteries, Mad-eye thought.
Harry studied the mystery persons face, he looked to be in his 30s and had seen things no sane person should ever have to, his eyes told a story of a person who had killed to stay alive before, he had a rugged willed looked to him that said he would kill you were you stood without second thought. His facial expressions could almost make him Alastor's twin. Once his coal black eye's had gone glassy Harry began, "Who are you and what do you do in the Ministry?" "My name is Dennis Morgan Crocker. I am the head of the Department of Mysteries, head Unspeakable, and we have no official business with the Ministry of Magic. We are separate from the Ministry in every way but the building," Crocker said. Okay, Harry thought, what do they want with me. Mad-eye's thoughts mirrored Harry's, What could they possibly want Potter for? Harry meanwhile fired off his next question, "What do you want then? Are you here to punish me for breaking into your department?" "No, like Alastor here I am here to offer you a position with the Unspeakable's. We too wish to get you trained so that you can win this war and help restore peace to the world," Dennis said. Wow so two departments want me, sweet, Harry thought.
Harry thought that he could trust me and released both sticky charms and handed them back their wands. All three conjured up chairs and sat down facing one another, although all wands stayed in hand they weren't pointed at anyone. Dennis shook his head to dispel the last of the truth serum and said without preamble, "Mr. Potter, like the Auror's we have been watching you since the attack on your parents. What Albus has done to you is evil and uncalled for," beside him Mad-eye nodded in agreement. "Yes lad it is, putting you with Lily's magic hating sister knowing she would probably abuse you, hiding your lordship, and lacing you with compulsion potions to hate Snape, mind you he's still a rat bastard but he's the best we got," Moody growled. Harry sat there stunned, "Wait Dumbledore knew I was being starved, abused, and slept in a cupboard. What lordship and why would I not hate Snape? He and my dad where enemies." Both Alastor and Dennis looked at each other and sighed, "You'd better get some tea and snakes up here Potter, this is going to take awhile," Mad-eye said.
45 minutes later
"THAT SON OF A BITCH," Harry roared as yet another cheap wooden chair smashed to a million pieces. Being first told that his father and Snape had actually been friends, he should never have gone to his aunt as stated in his parents will that was sealed after their death by none other than Dumbledore, and at the age of 11 he should have been given control of all things Potter. Needless to say if Albus had decided to show his face it would have probably been removed. Hermione, it had been discovered, was actually being paid to be his friend with money from his family vault. There was also an ancient Marriage contract between the House of Potter and the House of Weasley that Harry should have known about at the age of 11 as well.
Harry was trying to desperately trying to calm down enough to ask a very important question when the floo lit up, standing in the grate was Severus Snape. "Harry, what's going on?" Snape asked hesitantly. "Sev, I know," Harry said. Severus ran forward and pulled Harry into a hug. "I'm so sorry for how I treated you," Snape said. Harry started to chock up, "Its okay we'll fix all that later. Moody, Dennis I appreciate your offers but I have a very important question for both of you. May I accept both offers?" Harry said. Moody and Crocker were stunned, is it possible, they asked themselves.
After several minutes thought both men looked at Harry, "Yes Potter it would be possible," Moody said. "Mr. Potter on behave of the Department of Mysteries I would like to present you with this trainees badge," Dennis said handing Harry a badge that had written on it, Harry J. Potter Unspeakable Trainee. Harry was getting ready to pin on his new badge when he heard Mad-eye speak up, "Hold on Potter, here is your Battle Auror long coat and your Auror Trainee badge." Harry slipped on the black trench coat and pinned both badges to his lapels. Conjuring up a mirror Harry ran over to check himself out and sighed sadly. "What's wrong Potter?" Mad-eye asked. Harry explained sadly, "Well if I leave this on Dumbledore is going to know what happened and we'll all be in big trouble." Mad-eye gave a crocked smirk and said, "Don't worry boy just imagine yourself in your regular school robes and lack of badges." Harry closed his eyes and concentrated on that image, when he reopened his eye's there he stood in his Hogwarts robes like nothing had happened, "Oh this is so freaking cool," he exclaimed.
Dennis drew up his hood again and approached Harry, "Trainee Potter we will see you in training this summer. Now that you're an Unspeakable we demand strict discipline and a good diet. By the end of this summer you will be to the height and weight your suppose to be at." he said. Mad-eye approached next, "Same goes for us trainee Potter." Both men shook his hand and left. Now Harry turned towards Severus, time to have a very serious talk.
End Flashback
Ah memories, Harry thought. Reaching his desk Harry found what he was looking for, the key to his gun safe back in Potter Manor. If he was going up against some of the worst Voldimort had to offer alone, he'd be damned if he was going in without some serious firepower.
AN: Sorry for the length had a lot of things to get across this chapter. I will explain Snape's involment later. Please enjoy and like always please review. Next chapter, Hogwarts reacts to Harry's sudden leaving.
