CHAPTER TWO

Harry Potter was a bit scared. That was an understatement, his heart was thumping, going a hundred miles a minute, and his palms felt sweaty. He glanced quickly at Greyback and saw that the werewolf was looking very carefully at him. Harry quickly turned away. They went to the bank. Gringotts was very big, looked nice, and was run by goblins. They were small, mean, and greedy creatures, Harry always thought. He walked up to a teller, and asked, "I want to withdraw ten thousand galleons."

The goblins eyes widened. "Key, please." Harry was glad he had brought his golden key along. It would have caused problems if he hadn't.

"I have it. Right here," He said, and handed the goblin the key. The goblin took it and watched it very carefully, scrutinizing it and even biting it a bit like you would with a gold coin.

"Well then, Mr. Potter. You should know that the bank charges a ten percent fee on all withdrawals more than a thousand galleons." The goblin said.

"That's not true," Greyback said quietly. "You are being cheated Harry. The goblin interest rate is only 3.2."

The goblin didn't look abashed at all, "That's right, mr…?"

"Jimmy. His name's Jimmy." Harry said. "The money please?"

"Right away." A few minutes later an angry looking goblin came and gave Harry a sack full of jingly gold coins. Harry looked in, and closed the bag.

"You should count your money." Greyback said.

Harry nodded. "Let's go to the benches." There was a waiting area in the back corner filled with ugly purple chairs and benches that looked like Dumbledore had made them himself with his strange fashion style.

They went and sat down and carefully counted the money. Greyback stayed silent the whole time. Harry was nervous, could he trust Greyback? Could he get Greyback to make the vow? Stay calm Harry, he told himself and thought of a good plan.

"Let's go." Harry said at last. Greyback nodded. Harry took the sack and they went out the bank.

"Where to now?" Greyback asked warily. "How about Knockturne-"

"No, let's go to Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes. We can make the vow there." Harry said at once.

"The unbreakable vow, huh?"

"That's right. Having second thoughts?"

"A bit. Let's get the terms right while we walk there, shall we Harry?"

"Okay, then. The terms are simple. You train me, and protect me to the best of your ability until such a time as I can defeat Voldemort. In return I will pay you… a thousand galleons a month and when I get into a position of power I will hire you as my bodyguard permanently."

Greyback whistled. "A thousand galleons, wow."

"Yeah, you have to promise though that you will never serve Voldemort ever again."

"Deal," Greyback said at once. "I am sick of Voldemort" He shuddered "and how he always crucio's me to death. I hate him too."

"Wonderful. We are allies then." Harry said, ignoring the happy feeling inside him. He needed to be emotionless, like he was doing occlumency. He needed to think.

"Here it is, Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes." Greyback said. "Let's go."

They entered the crowded store. Harry went straight up to the counter where Fred was. "Hey Fred, or George, whoever you are." He whispered.

Fred looked up, "Harry?" He said incredulously. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I need some help. Can we go to the back of the store?"

"Sure, let me get George. Oi George, guess who's here!"

"Keep quiet, please." Harry whispered. "I don't want people to find out that I am-"

"Hey look, it's Harry Potter!"

Harry groaned as the whispers started and people rushed at him trying to shake his hand. "Keep back! Keep back!" Fred said and pushed Harry into the back. Greyback followed. George came too.

"Who's this?" Fred asked. Greyback grinned.

"I'm Fenrir Greyback."

The color drained from Fred and George's face as they reached for their wand. "Oh no, it's the werewolf death eater!"

"Stop, guys I need you to stop!" Harry shouted.

"What's going on Harry?"

He told them everything, how he met Greyback on the bus and how they made a deal. At the end they were weary and incredulous. "Harry, you don't understand people like this…"

"An unbreakable vow. I need you two to help me out here. Ron told me a while ago you tried to make an unbreakable vow with him. I'm sure you know."

"I know," Greyback said. "We both get on our knees and face each other, and shake hands. We make our vows and one of you taps your wand on our hands. Then the vow is done."

George nodded. "That's how it goes. I think we should do this Fred."

"Oh hell no, I'm going to inform Dumbledore!"

"Percy," Harry said quietly.

"What?"

"You are going to do a Percy aren't you? Betray your friends and tell on us…"

"No, don't do this Harry. This man is a DEATH EATER!"

"I know what he is. That's why I'm doing this. You owe me, Fred, George. You owe this to me."

"Okay, fine." Fred said, sighing. "Alright we'll do this but we are all going to regret this so bad…."

"That's fine, let's do it."

Harry and Greyback got on their knees and faced each other. They shook hands. "I promise to pay you a thousand galleons a month for training me and doing your best to protect me from any and all dangers."

Greyback nodded. "I promise to protect and train you for a thousand galleons a month."

George tapped his wand on their hands. A golden light flowed from his wand into their hands and came out on the opposite side. Gold chains formed around them, kind of transparent like it wasn't solid. It closed in around them and disappeared. "The vow is done," Fred said faintly.

"You just made the biggest mistake of your life Harry."

"No, you just did the smartest thing." George said.

"Whatever," Harry said tiredly. "We need to get out of here."

"Yes, you do know that your house is being watched right?" Greyback said. Harry looked up alarmed. "What?"

"Yeah, they know you are out on the streets. Dumbledore probably knows by now too. I'm guessing you don't want him to find out about our deal."

"He will never approve." Harry said. "What do you suggest we do now? Since you are my bodyguard."

"You have ten thousand galleons. Let's go shopping."

Harry grinned. "I like how you think." He turned to Fred and George, "You two just, don't tell anyone about this okay?"

"Sure Harry." They said faintly.

"I will train with him, become stronger, and I'll pay you two a visit sometime."

"You got cheated, my man." Greyback said cheerfully.

"What do you mean?"

"Training. I have nothing to train you with, Harry."

"Sure you do, you are a death eater, and you know stuff."

"That's true, I do know things. I know where to get the best books, the best wands, the best knives. But I don't really know how to do spells or anything."

The blood drained from Harry's face. "And I am paying you a thousand galleons for this?"

Greyback nodded cheerfully. "Yes sir. But I can fight, Harry. I can protect you. You'll get your money's worth by the end of the day I think."

"What do you mean?"

"Death eaters will come to get you, don't doubt it. I'll protect you from them."

"I see. Let's get supplies first. Then we can find a place to sleep."

"Nope." Greyback said grimly. "No time for sleep. The Death Eaters gonna be pouring in. You aren't going to return to your relatives are you?"

"How do you know about the blood protection?"

Greyback shrugged. "All death eaters know about it."

Harry sighed. "This is a disaster isn't it."

"Yup, but while we are on the run you will pick up things. Gain skills. Your godfather died right? Sirius Black?"

Harry looked up sharply. "Just how do you know about that?"

"It was in the Quibbler. The point is you are gonna be all alone, with a death eater protecting you. This is just so much… FUN!" Greyback started laughing.

"Oh god," Harry cursed. "I need to become stronger, fast."

Suddenly the building started to shake. "What the hell is that?" Fred said.

"Death Eaters." Greyback said simply. "They comin' for you, Harry."

There was a lot of screaming in the front of the store. Harry opened the door a crack and looked out. There were hundreds of death eaters around the alley, attacking all sorts of stores.

"They know I'm here." Harry said.

"Yes they do, we need to get out of here." Greyback said.

"Where? Where the hell do we go?" Harry clenched his wands in his fist.

"Shrink your trunk, your money and let's GO." Greyback shouted, looking at the death eaters cursing the customers. Fred and George were gone, in the midst of duelling them.

"We need to help them."

"No, you idiot boy, you will get killed. My job is to keep you alive."

"Fine." Harry shrunk his trunk, "Ministry is going to get me for this," He muttered. Greyback laughed. "Not if I can help it."

"Let's go." Greyback said and pushed through the door, dragging Harry with him at almost blinding speeds as Greyback used his werewolf strength to bound through the store and out. They were just a blur. The death eaters saw them and started throwing spells at them but Greyback was dodging. Harry was awed, the werewolf's speed was… amazing. Could Remus have done this? Harry doubted it. Suddenly he was jerked up in the air. He looked down, he was thrown in the air! Thrown! Greyback was running, clawing at the death eater's faces and kicking and fighting. He had a sword in his hands, a black metal sword that he was using to cut down the troops.

Harry knew Greyback had just earned his keep as he landed and was caught deftly in Greyback's arms. "Come on, boy, Run!"

They started running down a side alley. There was a death eater, garbed in black robes, they all wore black, who sent the killing curse at them. Greyback jumped over the big curse ten feet in the air and landed on the death eater, punching at him repeatedly at blinding speeds. The death eater's mask was torn off and he was beaten to a bloody pulp. "Run, I'll catch up to you." Greyback said.

There was a lot of smoke everywhere and Harry had trouble breathing. He started to cough as he ran, and heard thumping noises behind him. Greyback had caught up. Harry gripped his wand and saw two death eaters duelling with an auror. As they passed, Harry stunned one of them on the back.

Greyback dragged him by his collar as he started yelling. "Hurry the hell up!" They passed Diagon Alley and reached a sign that said in black spidery lettering: "Knockturne Alley."

They had entered the dark alley, Greyback's territory now.