Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Author Note: Harry's intelligence may seem unrealistic, but its fanfiction and I choose to give him incredible brain instead of making him an extreme idiot. Harry's living alone and taking care of himself. Well if he's smart enough to read and write he's smart enough to take care of himself.
Chapter 1: The Boy Who Became a Man
6 Years Later May 1997...
Oxford University, England
Commencement Ceremony for Postgraduates Receiving their Doctorates
"Salutations, scholars of the class of 1997, I am Sir Martin John Evans." A round of applause was given by the students who were in attendance. Martin went into his commencement speech of encouraging words and congratulations to the students for working hard and earning their doctorates. After the speech ended names began to be called out along with what the person had accomplished to receive their Doctorate. Then the student would come up to the stage and accept it and give a short speech to his or her fellow students.
"...thank you." The student on stage said before walking off the stage so another name could be called.
The Dean of Oxford called out the next name. "Harry Potter, our youngest student to ever have the honor of receiving a Doctorate Degree. Mr. Potter is here today receiving a Doctor of Philosophy in Chemistry studying..."
Harry was sitting in the front row watching the proceedings quite proud of himself over his achievement. 'The work and effort I put into getting this degree was immense, but well worth the effort. Now I will have access to a greater number of muggle research centers as well as prestige among the muggle scientist. It will work greatly in my favor when I need to obtain muggle technology.'
"Please give a round of applause for Mr. Harry Potter."
The people in attendance began to applaud as Harry got up and walked up the stage and accept his Doctorate.
"Please say a few words Mr. Potter." The Dean said before Harry stood at the podium.
"I would like to say that I am honored to be granted my Doctorate Degree today for my work. It has been only been a little over a year since I had obtained my Master's which just goes to show with enough hard work and dedication we can do anything. Age is such a meaningless number now if anyone thinks about it. I mean that I am still 10 years old and yet I work just as hard as anyone else here and have been just as studious in my coursework to be here today. It is the mind of a person that matters most, not the age and I hope everyone will agree with me instead of judging others based on preconceptions of age. Thank you." A round of applause was given to Harry as he walked off the stage and sat down again.
As the ceremony progressed Harry was becoming increasingly bored and was ready to just leave, but thankfully the ceremony came to a close and Harry left before he was approached by anyone. Harry looked around and was alone so he apparated back home.
London, England
Harry's Apartment
Harry arrived at his apartment and was greeted with panties being thrown in his face. He took the panties and threw them on the floor and saw his maid and her girlfriend groping each other and heading into his bedroom. 'Why do I keep her around?' Harry asks himself as he looks around his apartment.
The apartment is pretty clean and well organized. 'Oh, right she does a very good job cleaning up this place despite her habits. I'd better go before she turns herself into a pedophile going after me again.' Harry left his apartment and went to the local pub in the area.
As Harry walked in he was greeted by the some of the regulars and the bartender. "So, what will it be today?"
Harry took a seat at the bar. "Get me a bottle of Absinthe for today."
The bartender raised an eyebrow at Harry's drink order. "Absinthe? Are you celebrating something today?"
"Of course I am. Today is a very special day for me." Harry took a stack of bills from his pocket, put it on the bar counter and yelled. "Drinks are on me until this runs out."
A chorus of cheers was made by the people at the pub. "Brian, my good bartender I just got my PhD today. Of course I would be celebrating."
"Congratulations Harry one bottle of Absinthe coming right up." The bar became livelier and people were happily drinking since it was being paid for by Harry. "Here you go Harry."
"Thank you." Harry popped the cork and took a sip from the bottle. "Ah. This is good Absinthe."
"Thank you Harry. So a PhD, are you going to be taking more research jobs now or are you going to teach at the universities now?"
Harry shook his head and drank some more. "I'm not going to be researching too much, but I will still be part of a few projects. As for teaching I'm not ready to be doing that yet."
"Not ready? Harry I've seen you teach before and I was quite impressed by it. How can you not be ready?"
"It's not the skill Brian, it is the time. The projects I am going to be devoting my time to may be few, but they are quite extensive and time consuming."
"Ah. I see." Brian paused to grab another bottle of Absinthe knowing Harry would want to keep drinking until he passed out. "You are the youngest person to ever obtain a Doctorate and I know you will accomplish great things."
Harry and Brian talked as if they were old friends for a while about various things ranging from what they would be doing in the future to women. After Harry's fifth bottle he passed out and the bar had already cleared out since it was quite late into the night. Brian having done this a few times before since Harry would always celebrate at his pub. Locked up the pub for the day and took Harry home. Brian dropped Harry off at his front door and knocked on the door before leaving.
In the Morning...
Harry's Apartment...
Selene was having a nice day. She finished her working cleaning Harry's apartment early and her girlfriend had dropped by after she was done and they had a lot of "fun" with each other. Harry hadn't come home so she spent the night with her girlfriend and she had just left a few minutes ago. Now Selene is fixing Harry's bed after all the activities that had gone on and was on her way out. When she opened the door a body fell to her feet. She screamed.
"Oh my god Harry's dead, Harry's dead what am I going to do?" Selene was panicking and didn't bother to check if Harry really was dead. "I have to call the police."
Selene took out her phone from her purse and was about to call the police when she heard a groan coming from Harry. She put her phone back in her purse and check on Harry and saw that he wasn't dead just sleeping. So she picked Harry up and put him on the couch in the living room.
"Oh, your breath smells of alcohol. Here I thought you were dead and you just blacked out."
"Selene I do hope you cleaned up my bedroom after you did whatever you were doing."
Selene blushed. 'Oh, so he was here yesterday.' "Don't worry Harry I cleaned up after myself."
"Good. So can you tell me why you were screaming before?"
"I thought you were dead and I panicked."
"Oh. Well you can go now I'm not dead so I don't need you here."
"I'm not about to leave you in the state you are in."
"Fine, do what you want."
Selene didn't really have anything to do so she began making some breakfast for Harry and herself. Once she was finished they ate together silently and Harry had mostly got over his hangover from drinking the night before. Harry notice Selene was watching him as they ate breakfast together and spoke.
"If you're trying to convince me to stop drinking again then save it. I don't want to hear it."
"Harry drinking like you do isn't good for someone your age. I still can't even understand how you can stand drinking so much before passing out."
"Your my maid not my mother so drop it."
"Fine do what you want." Selene picks up their plates and started to wash the dishes.
"I'm going out and I probably won't be around much for the next few days. So you have the house to yourself to do what you want Selene."
"Okay Harry but, do you mind..." She was interrupted by the door closing signaling that Harry had left. Selene sighed to herself. "Your mother would be worried about your habits Harry."
Unknown...
Abandoned Warehouse...
Harry materialized inside an abandoned warehouse which seemed to be a storage facility with many crates and boxes all over the place. A lot of muggle equipment for construction, and various other things were scattered around and the lighting was bad as well as flickering. Harry looked at his watch.
'The "Merchant" should be arriving right about now.' As if on an unseen signal a portal opened up a few meters away from Harry and a well-dressed man in an Armani suit stepped out as the portal closed behind him. "You're late."
The "Merchant" chuckled. "No, I am on time actually."
"Do you have the items that I had requested?"
"Most of them yes. There were three items that even I couldn't find and that is saying something about their value and rarity."
"I suspected as much, but I thank you for trying to find those items."
The "Merchant" then took out a seemingly plain wooden box the size of a deck of cards and laid it on the ground between them before taking a few steps back. Harry also took out a similar plain wooden box and did the same.
"I can expect that you hadn't added the payment for the three items that I wouldn't have found."
"That is correct and it has been a pleasure doing business with you."
"It has been a pleasure doing business with you."
Harry picked up the box with the items that he had paid for and the "Merchant" picked up his payment. Harry activated a portkey and left the warehouse. While the "Merchant" opened up another portal and walked in.
Monte Carlo, France...
Harry's portkey dropped him off at an alley next to a fairly large casino which was booming with gamblers. Harry cast a glamour spell over himself to turn his appearance from a 10 year old to a 23 year old man who was well-dressed looking ready to gamble. Harry went in the casino without any hassle and began to walk around occasionally playing a few games that way he didn't look out of place. After about two hours Harry took a seat at a high-stakes poker table that was beginning its first of two rounds for the day. It took about 15 minutes before the table was filled and the games began.
'My contact told me to join this high stakes poker game and win if I'm to be approached by this "Specialist" as those people are called. I hope they have want or can get it or else this will be a serious waste of time.'
The buy-in fee was 500,000 USD which was converted into poker chips. Harry paid as did everyone else and the game was started. There were only 3 players left on the table. A French woman with blonde hair, wearing a black dress that was ankle length with a long slit and an Englishman dressed in a black suit were the only ones left besides Harry. The French woman had just won the hand costing both Harry and the man quite a few chips which put her in a small lead against Harry. The cards were dealt once more. Harry had three Jacks, a 10 and a 3 and decides to throw back the 10 and 3. The blonde French woman exchanged 2 as well while the man exchanged 3. Harry received another Jack and a 5.
'4 of a kind Jacks. This is a good hand.'
"I'll start by raising 200,000 USD." The man said as he put his chips forward.
"I'll match you and raise it another 100,000 USD."
'They must have good hands if they are willing to risk so much.' "I match it and raise it another 100,000 USD."
The man began to smirk. "I'll match it and raise 150,000 USD."
The woman gains a predatory look in her eyes. "Why don't I just cut to the chase since we all know it will get there? I am all in."
'She must be very confident.' "All in it is." Harry moved all his chips in.
"I call." The man also put all his chips in. "Full House 10s over 7s."
"Sorry, but it seems I have a Full House as well only its Queens over Kings." The woman showed her hand and the man just looked defeated.
Harry put his cards on the table and showed his hand. "4 Jacks. It seems like I win." The dealer stood up and spoke.
"Congratulations, you have won the pot totally at 4 million USD. Please wait here as I call the manager to cash your chips for you."
The woman came up to Harry after the dealer left. "The shadow draws close to you."
"Embrace it if you are not afraid or perish."
"So you are the one Renold sent for the job." The woman looked at Harry appraisingly. "You don't look like much, but then again looks are deceiving."
The dealer came back with a brief case and put the chips inside. "Come, you will get your winnings in my office."
Harry went with her to the back of the casino and followed her to the upper levels which were more quiet and deserted. When he went into her office he was surprised that it looked quite plain despite the beautiful sculptures and paintings. He took a seat at the desk and the woman did as well.
"My name is Catherine Delacour." Catherine extended her hand.
Harry shook it. "Harry Potter."
"Well, Mr. Potter down to business. I am told you wanted something from me and in exchange you were willing to perform a service for me." Catherine took out a photo of two men and put on the table for Harry to see. "Those two men there are Tyson and Robert Trent. They own a competing casino in Monte Carlo and have recently been threatening to attack my sister and her family if I don't shut down my casino or turn it over to their control. My family may hate me and the things that I do, but they are still family and I care for them."
Harry picked up the photo. "So you just need them killed?"
"No, it isn't as simple as that. Recently they have hired several assassins to go after my niece Fleur and I fear that they will strike tonight or within the next few days. It is an attempt to force my hand." Catherine showed a bit of anger before calming down. "I want you to kill the assassins and protect my niece. Afterward you are to change their will to leave everything to me before you kill them."
"I will take the job, but when it comes time for payment I expect that you will not back out."
"As long as you aren't going to be ask for anything I can't give or a price that is too great I will give what you ask."
"Then you have yourself a deal."
Delacour Mansion...
Harry disabled the glamour spell over himself and was doing reconnaissance around the Delacour home trying to find activate wards, security measures and weak points in which it could be infiltrated or struck. Harry was quite impressed with the ward work that he was seeing and found few weak points in the Delacour security. Harry was quite careful not to be seen by anyone that was an employee of the Delacour's and was easily able to slip anyone's notice.
'Well if these hire assassins are smart. Then there are only a few routes they can take to get in the mansion without activating the wards alerting everyone or get repelled by the wards.' Harry began putting up wards that would alert him if they are tripped that way he could intercept the assassins when they came. 'It's a good thing the Delacour's have anti-apparation and portkey wards they surround the area without any holes in them.'
It was a good two hours before he was done warding the weak points and he took his position sitting next to a statue of Athena that stood on a ledge on the front side of the third floor.
'This is going to be one long and boring wait.' Harry thought to himself.
Delacour Mansion...
1 A.M. At Night...
Harry felt 5 people tripping one of his wards which were on a path that would lead to the inside of the mansion. 'Looks like the assassins have arrived and just in time too.' Harry opened the window the on the ledge his was on and slipped inside.
Harry reached into a shirt pocket, pulled out an AMT Hardballer pistol and checked if it was loaded before turning off the safety. "I should be able to intercept them on the second floor before they reach Fleur's room." Harry ran quickly to the stairs and went down to the second floor in order to intercept the assassins. Once he reached Fleur's door and heard no one around he hid against a wall column and waited for the assassins to come. It only took 10 seconds before he had begun to hear footsteps and from what he could hear there were only three people coming.
'Where are the other two?' Deciding to worry about it later he got ready to shoot. 'Shoot to kill, leave none alive.'
The assassins came into view and Harry took the first shots. He first three times and was able to kill two and disable the third assassins right arm before he was forced to roll away and hide behind a pillar which blocked whatever curse the assassin had fired. 'Damn a silent caster, as well as left handed or ambidextrous. Well, what can I expect when they are professionals?' Harry didn't have anytime to think before a few blasting curses blew the floor apart sending large chucks of stone shrapnel at Harry severely damaging his left arm, but he was still able to use it. Harry jumped away from the pillar and shot the third assassin in the head killing him. As the last assassin fell Harry felt his ward that he had put on the ledge leading to Fleur's balcony being tripped by two people.
'So they were doing a two-pronged strike as if they were expecting protection and they would have been able to kill any guards with a back attack. Quite professional, but they are wizards so they wouldn't have expected something like a muggle gun. No doubt someone must have been awakened by the gunshots and the blasting curses and someone will be here soon, but it will be too late to save Fleur.'
Harry went into Fleur's room and walked towards the window. He saw a shadowy figure behind the curtain and opened fire. 'If the bullet doesn't kill him the fall will.' Harry then waited for the last assassin knowing he or she only had two windows to come in from if he or she was going to kill Fleur. Fleur began to wake up after hearing that last gun shot. Just then the last assassin came in also wielding a gun opened just as Harry did, but the assassin hit Harry's right collar bone with a piercing round going all the way through without killing him. The assassin took a head shot to the head and died instantly.
Fleur woke up and screamed seeing a bloody Harry fall with a pool of blood growing bigger under him on the ground. Seconds later Lucile and Hector Delacour Fleur's mother and father burst into the room wands blazing ready to fight and defend their daughter. Seeing no immediate treat Lucile rushed over to Fleur's side and comforted her. Hector immediately noticed Harry lying in a pool of blood and came under the assumption that he must have helped fight off the attackers outside of Fleur's room since he couldn't believe that a young boy did it alone. Hector immediate cast what little medical charms he knew to stop the bleeding so he could get him to a hospital.
"Lucile stay with Fleur, I have to get this boy to a hospital."
Harry groaned. "N-No h-h-hospitals." Harry was in great pain from the piercing round.
"Boy, you need medical attention quick."
"I can't go to a hospital. Just bring a healer here quick." Harry was able to say before lapsing into more pain. '
"Lucile, I'm going to get a healer here watch the boy." Hector ran out the door to get a healer.
"Fleur, sweetie everything is going to be okay." Lucile said trying to comfort her daughter after seeing such a horrific and traumatizing sight. 'What happened here and how did these people get passed the wards. How did a young boy get through the wards and who help him fight off the wizards outside? What is going on here?'
Questions that Lucile had no answers to were running through her head and the only person that can answer them was lying on the floor with a bullet hole in his chest. Lucile noticed a glint of metal coming from Harry's right hand. Taking a better look she recognized it as one of those muggle guns. 'What is he doing with a muggle gun?'
It was a few minutes later that Fleur stopped crying, but Lucile was still holding her comfortingly and protectively. Hector burst in through the door followed by a woman who Lucile assumed was the healer.
Harry groaned in pain and spoke "Mend the bone and heal the wound. I'll take care of the blood loss later." Harry turned the safety in his gun on.
"I'm going to need to run some diagnostics before I do anything."
"Just do as I say woman. I can't stay here too long." Harry said still in much pain.
The healer glared for a second being spoken to so rudely, but complied seeing as the hole in his chest was a big problem. She got to work mending the bone and healed the wound on Harry. Once she was done she was about to cast a diagnostic charm on Harry, but he grabbed her wand hand.
"I'm fine and now I must go." Harry got up and walked toward the window, but was stopped by Hector who pointed his wand to him.
"Who are you and what is going on?"
Harry stared into Hector's eyes with his own cold ones that didn't feel guilty killing. "I was hired for a job and my job isn't finished yet. If you don't step aside Lord Delacour I will make you."
Hector narrowed his eyes at Harry. "Is that a threat?"
"No, it was a warning and my time is running out." Harry struck Hector's hand so the wand was no longer pointing at him and sweep kicked Hector off his feet with surprising strength and speed that he didn't think was possible. Harry then ran toward the window and jumped out grabbing the ledges to keep his fall from becoming injurious or fatal. Harry kept running until he was out of the range of the anti-apparation and portkey wards. 'Damn, my left arm is still hurt and I can't use it that well.'
High Roller Casino...
Harry's portkey dropped him off a block away from the casino that the Trent brothers were located. Harry felt the piece of parchment in his suit pocket that was the will that the brothers were to sign before he was to kill them.
Flashback...
Harry had his glamour back on and apparated back to the alley next to the casino that Catherine owned. He made his way to Catherine's office and was glad to find her there. Catherine looked at Harry wondering if he had already finished the job.
"Your niece is safe and I took care of the assassins sent after her."
"Good and the Trent brothers?"
"Before I head over there I am going to need a pre-made will. They will have to sign before I kill them. I wasn't sure of how you wanted that to be done so I came back."
Catherine handed Harry a piece of parchment on the table as well as a poker chip. "That is the will I want them to sign and the chip is a portkey to the High Roller Casino. I want the job done as soon as possible."
End Flashback...
Harry walked in without being accosted or question since he was dressed as if he had a lot of money to gamble with and began to look around. It took Harry 10 minutes before he found a stairway leading to the upper levels. 'It's best to start at the top.' Harry went to the top floor and scoped out the place. There were few rooms and Harry began to hear noises coming from one of them.
"Those mercenaries we hired haven't reported back yet."
"They will come because there is no way they could have failed."
"What if they did fail and that woman hired people to defend the girl."
"Then we will hire more and try again. After all, that woman won't expect a second strike."
Harry heard enough and knocked on the door. "Come in its open." Harry walked in and saw one of the two brothers sitting behind a desk and another reading a book near a shelf.
"Good evening gentlemen. My name is Jason Kent." Harry said to the two.
"Hello Mr. Kent, we have been expecting you, what exactly is it you have come to us for?" the one sitting behind the desk said.
"I have a business proposal and if you accept it just sign this contract." Harry put the will on the desk with a glamour spell over it editing the words. 'It seems Catherine was quite smart in the wording since I only had to hide small parts of the will.'
"Tyson come tell me what you think, because I have already made up my mind."
Robert handed the "contract" over to Tyson to see. "It sounds like a good deal to me." Tyson took a quill and signed it.
Robert read it over again. "Looks like the old man finally did something right and sent someone who would give us a good investment deal instead of another idiot." Robert signed the "contract".
Harry then took the will back. "Thank you gentlemen, it has been a pleasure doing business with the two of you."
"Likewise Mr. Kent, is there anything else you want?"
"Yes." Harry took out his gun and kills the two brothers before they even knew what had happened. "Your lives."
Harry shot them again making sure that they were dead and left the room. Harry made his way out the casino with his job completed.
Office of Catherine Delacour...
Harry walked into Catherine's office and saw her doing paperwork while looking somewhat frustrated.
"So you do paperwork instead of sleeping at night?"
Catherine jumped a little being startled by Harry coming in without her noticing, but she quickly recomposed herself and glared at him.
"The job is done Ms. Delacour and now I have come for my payment."
"The will was signed by the brothers?" Catherine asked wondering if he made it happen.
"They thought it was a business proposal, but nonetheless it was signed."
'Good, Gringotts will no doubt have the change on record the moment those idiots signed the will change paper.' "You did well. Now what is it you ask of me as payment?"
"Before I do that I think I should formally introduce myself." Harry let the glamour he had over himself go and Catherine was quite surprised that he was a young boy around 10 years old, but didn't show it keeping her calm expression. "My name is Harry Potter, it has been nice working for you and I hope you will have more jobs for me in the future."
"There is no doubt in my mind that you will be offered more jobs from me and my associates. Now tell me what you want in payment."
"I want a tome that was written by Aman'Thul. You hold one in your possession. It is one of a set."
Catherine was surprised Harry knew the existence of such an old piece of written work. "It is a fairly worthless book to all except a few people. Why do you want something like that?"
"That isn't your concern."
"True, but I can't help being curious since I have no use for it and for some reason a young boy like you does." Catherine moved the papers aside on her desk and drew her wand. Then she muttered an incantation and pointed at her desk summoning a ragged looking bag. She put her wand away and reaches into the bag which was larger than it seemed and pull out the tome carefully. She set it down and banished the bag.
"This is the book that you seek?"
Harry examined it and looked over the first few pages. "Yes, this is the tome that I seek." Harry took out the wooden box that he had received from the "Merchant" and tapped it once then tapped the book. The book suddenly vanished into the box.
"That is a very interesting storage item you have there."
"You just have to know the right people if you want one for yourself." Harry took out small card from his suit pocket and handed it to Catherine. "I guess our business is done for now. Call me if you ever have another job for me Ms. Delacour." 'Now to get some sleep.'
1 Day Later...
Permanent Spell Damage Ward, St. Mungos...
Lily Potter a resident of St. Mungos Permanent Spell Damage Ward for the last 6 years. The day the four Death Eaters had attacked the Potter home Bellatrix Black had fought with Lily Potter. No one knows exactly what happened that day because Bellatrix wiped her own memories before anyone could find out, but from the site of the battle it can be assumed it was a great battle indeed. In the end Lily was put into a magical coma that of which spell was unknown which lead to the inability to reverse the damage.
Harry walked over to his mother's bed and pulled up a chair. "Hello mom, I'm here to visit again just like I promised that I would when ever I have good hopes to help bring you back to me." Harry touched her hand.
"I've obtained an old book which I think has something that will bring you out of your coma. It's an old book so I think people of modern times have no knowledge of what is inside the book. Something new always has a chance to bring you back mom."
Harry touched Lily's face and pushed the hair from face. "I will bring you back someday. That is my promise to you." Harry spent the rest of his day talking to Lily's comatose form about what had happened to him since his last visit and the good news that he had received his PhD.
Morning of the Next Day...
Harry spent his night walking the streets of London contemplating on his life and thinking about his next move after he had left his mother. By morning time Harry went back to his apartment now that he didn't have much more to do for the time being. 'I wonder what Selene is doing right now?' Harry opened the door to his apartment and walked into.
"Selene, are you here?" Harry didn't hear a reply so he went into his room for some sleep. When he went in he saw Selene sleeping in his bed. 'Oh, so she was just sleeping.'
Harry didn't want to wake her up, but he also wanted to get some sleep so he got into the bed with Selene and went to sleep. 'She better not hit me when she wakes up like every other time.'
A Few Hours Later...
Selene woke up that morning and felt someone sleeping next to her holding her arm. 'I know I went to sleep alone last night so there is a rapist in my bed.' Selene yelled "rapist" and punched Harry knocking him off the bed and then she rolled off the bed.
"You rapist if you thought you were going to get away with what you did or tried to do you have another thing coming."
"Selene, I'm not a rapist and I wish you would stop doing that." Harry groaned as he got up. 'Why does she do that every time?'
Selene blushed embarrassed. "Sorry Harry, I'm just overly paranoid about things like this."
"I know, but I wish you would at least see that it is me and not hit me."
"Sorry." Selene just looked at Harry. "Could you leave the room while I change?"
Harry just got up and walked out. 'Sometimes I wonder why I even continue to employ her.' Harry sat down on his couch.
Flashback...
3 Years ago...
Soho, London
'Another failed attempt at bringing mom back from that damned coma. My spell knowledge may be on par with a second year Hogwarts student, but my power and skill should have been enough for a successful attempt at that ritual.' Harry was walking down Soho angry that another attempt to bring his mother back had failed. 'I need to bring up my spell and magical knowledge soon if I want to bring mom out of her coma.'
Harry looked around Soho looking for a place to cool down and relax, but all he was able to find were brothels and sex shops. 'Are there no bars around here that do not double as some sort of whore house?'
It took about 15 minutes before Harry found a run down bar that had around 10 people inside sitting by themselves drinking or going about their business. He walked in the bar and took a seat at the bar before ordering a bottle of beer. The bartender didn't question Harry's age either because he didn't care or that business was business. It was a while later that Selene would walk into the bar look ragged and tired in a ripped up short dress. She took a seat next to Harry ordered herself some wine.
"What is a kid like you doing in a place like this and drinking too?" Selene wondered out loud. "Why are you serving this kid beer? He's a kid."
"Business is business and I'm not about to kick my customers out if they don't start trouble."
"I still say you shouldn't be serving a kid drinks." Selene took a sip of her wine. "Kid, why are you even drinking anyway? It's not like being a 7 or 8 year old is tough."
Harry just ignored her and continued drinking his beer which was his 5th one of the night.
"Are you listening to me? Hey!" Selene grabbed the beer out of his hand and put it next to her out of Harry's reach.
"Lady, I don't know who you are and I don't care who you are. Give me my drink back." Harry looked at Selene coldly.
"No, I'm taking you home. I wonder what kind of parents let their child out alone on these streets at night to go drinking." Selene then grabbed Harry's arm and tried to pull him off the bar stool, but was met with a surprisingly strong resistance and couldn't budge him.
"Let go of my arm or I will make you." Selene just glared at him. "Fine, have it your way lady."
Harry pulled his arm in and dragged Selene to him. Then he pounced on her and pinned Selene to the floor. At that moment a group of men dressed in black suits burst into the door followed by a man wearing a white suit. The person in the white suit who seemed to be the leader stepped up and spoke.
"Well, now look what we have here. A prostitute that is being manhandled by a little boy." The man laughed and sneered at Selene. "You thought you could just attack someone like me and get away with it."
Around the bar people were looking nervously at who had just entered. "You..." Selene was cut off by Harry speaking.
"Whoever you are I suggest you leave now because I have to deal with this lady for taking my beer." Harry said dismissingly at the man. One of the men in black suits stepped up, but the man in white held up his hand to stop him.
"You've got some guts talking to me like that. Do you know who I am?" The man said threateningly.
"Obviously your an idiot if your still here." Harry let go of Selene and stood up.
"Teach this kid a lesson."
"Wait stop, he's just a child." Selene said fearing for Harry's life.
"Then I'm going to teach him to watch his mouth." The man in white signal to his men to attack Harry.
"Fools." Before anyone knew what had happened. Five gunshots were heard and the five men in black suits dropped to the ground dead of severely hurt. Harry had his gun aimed at the man in white ready to kill him. "Teach me a lesson huh? Well you should have walked away when you had the chance."
The man in white was now afraid for his life seeing Harry dispatch his men so swiftly. "Wait, don't kill me."
"Too late." Harry opened fire and killed him. Everyone in the bar stared in shock after seeing what Harry had just done.
Selene just stared at Harry speechless. "You killed them. Why did you kill them?"
"That's because none of you will remember a thing." Harry drew his wand and obliviated everyone, but met resistance when he tried to do the same with Selene. 'She has a strong occlumency shield.'
'He's a wizard!'
Harry cast a stunner and then knocked her out with a punch to the stomach. He then kills the men in black that weren't dead and took out anything of value from the man in white as well as his identifications. 'Better dispose of his contacts or make use of them. As for her I guess I should take her home with me.'
Harry's apartment...
Harry used the counter to the stunner and then roused Selene from her unconsciousness. Selene woke up groggily and found herself on a bed with the same kid that killed those men in the bar staring at her. She backed away fearfully and she looked like she was going to cry.
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Lady, you don't have to be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."
"Your a wizard, how do I know you really won't hurt me?"
Harry sighed. "I don't know anything about you or what you have been through, but just trust me when I say I won't hurt you. My name is Harry Potter."
"I'm Selene, Selene Lovegood."
"Do you have any relation to Karen Lovegood?"
"She is my sister. I haven't seen her in long time."
Harry got up and started to walk out. "I can help you Selene if you want it."
Selene was unsure what to say. "How can you help me?"
"Work for me as my maid for a week and you will see some of how capable I am." Harry looked at her. "I want to get to know you Selene, you are interesting. If you are a capable maid I will employ you as long as my help is wanted or needed."
End Flashback...
'She was quite interesting. Apparently she was kidnapped as a child for her potential in magic only to have her magic sealed when her captors were about to be killed or arrest. She's living as a muggle even going to college being supported by theft and prostitution. I'll learn enough to destroy the seal on her magic someday.'
Selene came out of Harry's room wearing jeans and a white top. "Alright Harry I'm done and I have to get to class."
"Have fun." Harry said with a small smile.
"Thanks."
"Selene, I'm going to be starting some new projects. So if I don't come back for dinner don't wait for me."
"Okay, well I'm off." Selene left with a bag in hand.
Harry apparates away from his apartment into one of his private labs and started his work.