Chapter two
Two weeks later
Albus Dumbledore sighed as Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger started to argue again for the fifth time in the last hour. Molly was trying to convince Albus to bring harry earlier than planned. "Molly, Harry must stay at his relatives for another two months. '' He didn't tell her he wanted him weak and very easy to control. "Sirius! Bring me back my wand!'' Shouted Ginny Weasley. Sirius was in dog form running around the house with Ginny's "wand". Molly looked at what Sirius had in his mouth and started shouting at Ginny. "What are you doing with something like that young lady!?'' Ginny stopped chasing Sirius to talk with her mother, just as she was about say something an order member jumped out of the fireplace. "Albus! Harry just took off in a black car with a complete stranger!'' he shouted. What? Harry what are you getting yourself into? Where are you? Were the questions running through the headmasters mind.
With harry
Harry was tired, so tired he didn't even dream. After the conversation on the phone with frank, harry had been leaving the dursleys early every morning for the last two weeks and meeting one of franks FBI friends until he got in country.
Flashback one week earlier
"Sir, when is my uncle coming to the uk?'' harry asked with curiosity. The man who was training harry stopped and challenged, "If you can beat me in unarmed combat I will tell you everything in store for you.'' Harry nodded and snapped into a fighting stance that still confused his teacher. "Begin'' he said. As soon as the words had left his mouth the instructor was on the defensive. Harry threw a hook then while it was blocked a jab to the ribs. Seeing what harry was doing, the instructor launched himself sideways, avoiding the spin kick harry had launched at him. His instructor had found harry after he was finally cornered in the alley down the road. After that day, Harry threw himself into the training. Learning and mastering what he was taught faster than anyone thought possible. The agent finally regained the upper hand in the spar and landed a solid kick to Harry's rib cage. Harry rolled backwards and speared the man to the ground. Keeping one arm on his opponents throat Harry readied his fist for the knockout blow. "Do you yield?'' he asked quietly. The man struggled for a minute, but harry was not giving up easily. "Yes.'' The man sighed. Harry helped him up and said cockily "what's next?'' the man smiled and said "gun training.''
Flashback end
As harry hit his head on the pillow in the basement, he heard cursing and a crash. The dursleys left two minutes before to go to a play someone at Vernon's work invited them to. Instead of relying on magic, Harry grabbed the guns he had found in his car and loaded both with armor piercing rounds. Wandlessly shrinking his car he put it in his pocket along with his trunk and school supplies as he walked up the stairs silently. Harry peeked around the corner of the wall and saw three shadows walking up the stairs while four more waited in the living room. Harry silently cursed, he walked back down the stairs and grabbed one of the many flashbangs on his wall. Positioning himself he pulled the pin and rolled the grenade into the living room. "What was that?'' asked a voice that sounded an octave to high. Deciding not to kill them, he holstered the two pistols and drew a pair of brass knuckles. These thief's wouldn't know what hit them as the flashbang blinded the group and charged the one closest to him. Knocking out the first he swung for the second but missed and saw red sparks fly at him. "Shit!'' he cursed.
"hold your fire, hold your damn fire alastor!'' screamed a familiar voice. Remus lupin stepped forward.