Harry Potter was abused and beaten for his early life, all to mold him into the perfect martyr by Dumbledore. Only there are those who will make sure he not only survives but thrives. Features good Weasleys and evil Dumbledore.
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Evil Headmaster:
Diagon Alley January 07, 2010:
The tall slender man made his way up to the podium and took his place at the head of the throng of wizards and witches here in Diagon Alley. He smiled out at them, he really did care about them all, his country-wizards and witches. A new day was dawning for them all and it started with him, he was going to bring in a new age, and he supposed he owed it, in part to the over the top evil of one wizard. That wizard could never harm him or another again, he was secure in St. Mungos, fully insane, or so it was said though the man knew different, witch's magic was so very powerful and could bind a magic user so that they would be harmless. A justifiable curse was nearing its end and once it ended the elderly wizard would die.
The young man was tall, though not overtly so, standing at five feet ten inches, with shoulder length shaggy black hair, bright green eyes and tanned skin with the hint of a lightening shaped scar on his forehead. He was clad in robes of dark green with the Potter crest on the front, for this was the hero of the hour, Harry Potter, thrice defeater of the evil dark lord Voldemort. A well loved and honored man who, at the young age of thirty had been elected as the new ministry of magic. Everyone here knew there would be reforms under him, and though some were fearful of what was to come most were hopeful he would lead them to a new age of light and peace. That was, in fact just what Harry Potter wanted to do, despite the darkness of his past, despite the hell and pain he had suffered he still was a good and just man.
"My dear witches and wizards." He began, "thank you for your votes and confidence in me. I have strived a long time to earn your votes and will show I am not just the defeater of the evil dark lord Voldemort but one who will not rest on past victories but move forward to help heal and change this world for the better. With that in mind I have a decree from her most gracious majesty Elizabeth of the house of Winsor, ruler of these British Isles, head of state of Canada, Australia, New Zealand and the Falkland Islands, most gracious ruler of us all. We are to change and bring our world closer to that of the mundane world, she will honor the secrecy as she wishes us safe but wishes us to help ourselves as well.
To this end the following changes will be made, the Wizengamot is dissolved and a new elective body put in its place set of representatives of fifty magical subjects. Magical students shall go to mundane style Elementary schools, muggleborn will be included starting at the age of six. Magical customs, culture and mundane will be taught at all magical secondary schools. A magical branch of the royal military will be formed and a more modern and effective police force will take over for the Auror force. I know these changes are hard, but this must be done for the future of our world and its safety, without change we will die out. To that end, any death eater who served under Voldemort who is willing to come forth and make a magical binding oath to serve Queen, and country will be set free."
Harry turned and saw his beaming wife, her long flaming red hair done up in careful intricate braids. How he loved this beautiful woman, how he loved her family and all they had done for him. His children with Ginny, Ron and Hermione as his best and most trusted first friends. Even the dour potions master of Hogwarts, Severus Snape was here too, clad as always in black, his black eyes glittering and his long black hair cleaner than normal. Molly Weasley, Arthur and the whole family was here and Harry very nearly broke down crying as he realized without them he would not have survived. He did not of course and instead stood tall and strong before the throngs of magical peoples here. He thought back to what had brought him here all those years ago when his life was only fully of pain and suffering and no hope or rescue in sight.
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Number 4 Private Drive: August 1, 1991:
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley thought themselves perfectly normal thank you very much, they had a great son, the father had a great job and a great life. They were as normal as any could be and made sure to let everyone know that, that their son was the apple of their eye and perfect in every way, that he got good grades at school and soon would be off to Smeltings. They thought it a grand school, fact it could be said it was nothing more than a bully factory by many, though not to the residents of the tidy house in this boring neighborhood. Yet there was another in this house that showed a darker side to the family, a little boy with shaggy black hair, brilliant green eyes behind taped up glasses clad in his cousins cast-offs. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley thought themselves normal but their neighbors knew far, far different, and they would have, if they had seen proof had little Harry Potter taken away many years ago.
The boy was strange it was true, but then it was clear he was kept locked in the house when he was not allowed to go to school. He was shorter than his fellow students but not overtly so and though thin he did not look starved, still they could hear the shouts at this boy, mostly by the aunt and wished that she would drop dead on more than one occasion with the things she shouted at the quiet little boy. His teachers noticed too how he was shy and though smart refused to do better than his cousin in grades. They started to send home with him false reports that showed his grades much lower than his cousins and when he had learned of this he had done well on his tests and such knowing someone was trying to protect him. He knew that the people in his little world cared, his relations did not and he thought more than once they were evil witches who put spells on him to keep his often horrible and bloody injuries from sight. That was why he still lived with them and had to sneak nearly all his food as his relations rarely fed him and liked to see him starve.
Now young Harry sat in the smallest bedroom fuming, he had read through the limited magical books he was allowed to buy by that oaf of a giant and it was clear many things were being kept from him. Somehow he figured he had done the magic to hide his injuries and it was this that his dear relations were trying to beat out of him. How kind of them he thought bitterly. He had known from a young age, from the age of six how he was treated was not normal, when he hid his intelligence and falsified his first tests so not to get in trouble at home and get a very severe beating by his aunt (who was the one who seemed to love to beat him, his uncle just yelled at him). Now his carefully laid out life was unraveling, he was going to a magical school and not to Stonewall high and then on to the military and hopefully a good career there, no he was a wizard and had no idea what this strange new world wanted of him.
"Hedwig what am I do to?" Harry asked his new snowy owl.
Learn my dear fledgling, why not come fly with me?
"Can't, what if they are watching?" Harry said to her, "besides I need to study."
Fly with me back to the big city.
"Sorry but I can't, like I said they are probably watching me even closer now."
Harry was street smart, he had to be after how he had been raised. He could see things and figure out things that others would pass over. It was for this reason he knew someone did not want him to know anything about this world he was heading into. He wanted to get back to Diagon Alley but he was not even sure how to get back there, he was in a dark mood when he saw what looked like a bundle of feathers fly into his room and land on his desk and lay there fast asleep on landing. He walked forward and saw the old owl was alive and not dead, he saw the small box on its leg and took it off opening it, he was not too shocked to pull out first what looked like a small statue of a saint, then as he dug through it he came on a box of potions, salves and food in stasis. He very nearly cried as someone in the magical world seemed to care about him enough to send these things to him. He carefully opened the letter and began to read it.
Dear Harry,
I know you do not know me, I am Molly Weasley, one of my sons was in Diagon Alley and saw you there yesterday. We have waited and watched for you to return to your world, and, it was as we feared. Hagrid is a good man, do not think any different, his only fault is he trusts Dumbledore fully, that is the headmaster of Hogwarts, a man who you must not trust. The box I sent to you has healing potions, salves and the like for your injuries, Bill, my son can see under glamour charms and child you are much too thin and I would like to teach those relations of yours a lesson in pain. Follow the directions fully and you should be fully healed by the time school starts, the potions are from a dear friend of the family, they will heal you well.
You will need to get back to Diagon Alley, take the Knight Bus, to do so go outside, put up your wand and wish for it. Make sure you wear your robes and cloak, and a hat dear, you will need to go to the bank again. Ask for Ragnook, he will help you in what you need. I don't trust Dumbledore, he has designs for you that I don't like but I know he is no thief though he has tried to get us to betroth our only daughter to you. As if we would force her or you into such a marriage! You must claim the Potter family ring, there is not much power to it, it will not get you to safety or anything like that but it can help you hide your mind. You will meet me on September 1st, I will mention something about muggles and help you through the barrier.
I know you have no reason to trust me, and I don't blame you if you do not with all you have been through, but we Weasleys already owe you so much as does the rest of your world. There are a few things you must know, normally sorting is done by the choices of the students, by the sorting hat. You must get into Gryffindor, I know you probably had other thoughts but it is the only house safe for you. Albus Dumbledore will try to destroy you as much as he can, best not to give him more ammunition than he already has. Remember, there is one person in this world who does care about you, me, and I only want what is best for you.
Molly Weasley
The next morning found young Harry sneaking out of the house and down to the end of the block with a cloak over his clothes. There he summoned the Knight bus, paid the fare and made his way to Diagon Alley. Once there he made his way back to the bank and found Ragnook who took him to his office. There he confirmed that Harry was the last Potter heir and gave him the family ring. He then did something very rare for a goblin, he had Harry bathe in the pool of purity jealously guarding this for ages. This took care of all his ill gotten scars, the most recent bruises, cuts and the like. When he got out he felt much healthier and did not hurt anywhere, he put on his clothes and noted they fit and any rips or tears were gone. He was given his grandfather's trunk, complete with the Potter family library hidden within. With this done he went home to learn what he needed to survive in the magical world.
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Hogwarts June 1992:
Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, he looked every bit the caring old headmaster, with long silver hair and beard, twinkling eyes behind half moon spectacles, clad in robes of blue with silver stars on them he looked every bit the great wizard he was. Yet he was not a good man, the reason was that he controlled and ruled the magical world with an iron fist. Just as was needed, all he had to do was defeat one dark lord and fight against another (the last one had been a surprise, he truly had thought Tom Riddle had been cowed into his service) and he could do much as he wished. Which was what he was doing with the Potter boy, unlike Tom he would not be returned to an orphanage, that though poor cared for their charges. Why he even paid out of his own pocket for his aunt and uncle to treat him harshly!
Everything was falling into place nicely, the Potter boy was doing just as he wanted, well almost. He really had not expected the boy to be smart enough to recruit friends and for said friends to follow him into the traps below the school. No he had expected to find Voldemort there, not a half dead boy and a dying, once possessed defense professor. The boy was still powerful, but he fully trusted him, he would have used Legilimency on him but the school wards did not allow that, not unless the student allowed it. Shame that, the founders really had done all they could to protect the minds and virtue of their charges. No matter, the Potter brat trusted him fully and he smiled at that while Fawkes thrilled sadly at him. The Phoenix would have left but he was bound to the school, and sometimes to the headmaster or mistress that served. Last one he had bound himself to had been Phineas Nigellus Black, the rumors spread about him being the worst headmaster ever were by Dumbledore himself.
"Headmaster, you wished to see us?" Ron Weasley said from the doorway, he was a tall twelve year old boy with flaming red hair and freckled face, next to him was Hermione Granger, a shorter girl with lots of bushy brown hair, large front teeth and brown eyes.
"Please sit, you know why you are here do you not?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes sir, it's about Harry, you said you would tell us about why you wanted us to watch him." Hermione said.
"Yes, well it seems he has been studying the dark arts." Dumbledore said, "I have information he has used at least one unforgivable."
"No, that cannot be!" Hermione said looking shocked.
"I am afraid it is, I want you to watch him closely, you will be well paid for it of course when all is said and done." Dumbledore said.
"Well okay, but I am doing this for the good of the Wizarding world." Ron said, "we don't need another dark lord."
"I agree, what you have showed me proves that Harry could become a dark lord." Hermione said sadly.
"Good, then this meeting is over, Hermione I will send those books you wished to read." Dumbledore said, "you are dismissed."
They left and Dumbledore smiled, they had played right into his hands and he had another generation under his thumb. What he was not aware of was the quiet revolution right under his nose, there were places in the castle he could not monitor, the staffroom, the quarters of the staff, house common rooms, and student dorms. It was in these places his heads of houses gathered to work against him and had managed to get several students on their side, their newest recruits were Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Each had a pendant that would make it hard for any to look in their minds and so it they could fool even the headmaster, though he could not use Legilimency here at the school they were not taking chances. They were very, very angry as they entered the meeting they had with the heads of houses and surprisingly one Draco Malfoy. Outside this room he was their enemy, here he showed his true colors. He loved to play the spoiled pureblood brat a bit too much and though he was friends with Ron he could annoy him to no end.
"So what did he say?" Draco asked.
"Said Harry is dark, which is bullocks." Hermione said.
"Miss Granger!" McGonagall said looking shocked at her words.
"We need to bring in the twins." Ron said, "they know the school very well and would be willing to help us. I cannot believe that he tried to bribe me with money!"
"Well he sees what he wants." Draco said, "you are rather poor…"
"Right, I got lots of family and I am doing great things." Ron said, "you are a prat!"
"Quiet, we need to get down to our meeting now." Severus Snape said.
The four heads of houses were here in this room, Severus Snape was the youngest and tallest, he had long greasy black hair, pale face dominated by his hooked nose and black eyes and thin lips, his thin frame was clothed in black robes. Next to him was prim and proper Minerva McGonagall, her raven locks were tied back in a bun and she was clad in robes of dark green with a black witch's hat on her head. Next to her was Pomona Sprout with her gray hair trying to escape her bun, clad in robes of brown with matching pointed cap. Last was Filius Flitwick standing around four feet tall with wispy white hair, and clad in robes of blue with matching tall pointed cap. They had not been happy with this last year and if they had not believed McGonagall at the beginning of the year about Dumbledore they did now. He was at the very least insane, at the most he was very evil and cunning and it all centered on one innocent little boy.
When Harry Potter had come to Hogwarts Severus had promised to look beyond who the boy looked like and he had done so though very few knew that. He it was that took time out of his busy schedule to brew potions to help slowly remove blocks on his magic and build up his body. He would have loved to have the boy in his house but knew that Harry would not have survived as Dumbledore might kill him outright. The boy did fit in Gryffindor at least, and did well there though he did need to respect authority more. Quirrell was clearly off his kilter and it was clear he was after Harry and the stone, the headmaster could have taken care of him and kept the protection on Harry from his mother a secret, but now the wraith that was Voldemort knew and who knew what damage that would do in the future? At least the stone was still safe with the Flamels, he dreaded what the next year would bring.
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Hogwarts, Chamber of Secrets June 1993:
Harry Potter was furious, he hated being tricked and he knew he had been here. He wished he could undo the year, to go back and stop what had happened to Ginny. Now, with the diary destroyed, the basilisk dead and Ginny alive and well he held her in his arms cursing two very evil men. He was sure Dumbledore did not know about the basilisk, he would not have risked Ginny as he did if he knew about that creature. No but he knew about the diary, after Harry had found it just before Christmas, he should have been careful where he spoke about that. Ginny had got it back and he was sure some sort of charm was used to keep her writing in it. She had almost died and he was very upset for that.
"I-I am going to be expelled!" Ginny sobbed into his robes.
"No you will not, it's not your fault." Harry said, "you could not know that diary would do what it did to you."
"I am such a fool." Ginny sobbed.
"We all make mistakes." Harry said softly, "let's go, Ron is waiting for us."
Harry led her out of the Chamber thinking back on the warning he had got from Dobby, the little elf knew about the diary and there was only one person who would really want to hurt the Weasleys, Lucius Malfoy. Draco was a right git but even he would not stoop as low as his father had, no he egged on Ron and annoyed Harry but he was not as evil as his father. Harry had met madam Malfoy when he went to Diagon Alley a week before he went to get his supplies, she had been concerned for him and he nearly grinned, she had sent Dobby to warn him and though the elf had not done as good a job as he could he had tried. Harry would reward him if he ever saw him again, which once they got up to the school and Dumbledore's office he saw trembling at the feet of one Lucius Malfoy.
It was here the famous temper of Lily Potter nee Evans came through and he "accidently" sent the Gryffindor sword at his head. If not for amazing reflexes of the pale long silver blond haired head of the Malfoy family he would have needed extensive care in St Mungos. After a few words the head of the Malfoy family stormed out his elf at his heals. Harry asked innocently for the diary back and hurried after the head of the Malfoy family removing his tie and putting it around the diary before he shoved it at Lucius. The man narrowed his eyes and denied the diary was his all the while removing the tie and tossing it aside, right in the path of Dobby. Of course the house elf caught said tie and held it in awe, and Harry knew he was going to have a great summer with a new house elf as his servant.
"Come Dobby." Lucius said turning in a swirl of expensive robes.
"Master has given Dobby a tie." Dobby said. "Dobby is free."
"What I never gave you a tie…" Lucius said turning seeing the little elf with a Gryffindor tie he looked up at Harry rage on his face, "you cost me my elf boy!"
"Yea I did, and that was a warning, Dobby how would you like to be part of the noble and ancient house of Potter?" Harry asked the elf.
"I would love to serve master Harry Potter sir!" Dobby said.
"Cool, now take this as a warning, I have taken into my family the house elf Dobby Mr. Malfoy, as a warning to you. I am not to be trifled with, you harm my family or friends again and you will suffer far worse than the loss of but one of your servants." Harry said.
"Your parents were…"
"Do not give idle threats, you do not wish to anger me." Harry said his green eyes glowing, "you would not like me angry."
Lucius sniffed and stormed down the stairs and Harry watched him as he left. He now had a house elf, something that would make his life so much easier. He would treat Dobby well, he was going to be a good master and the first thing was to order Dobby to wear a uniform, not clothes! No a uniform was just that, he was very clear in what it would entail, a high collared woolen tunic in black trimmed in red and green braid, a pair of black hose, soft leather shoes and belt, a black cap with a red gold and green feather in it. The Potter coat of arms would be on the front and back of the tunic, Harry was of the opinion one's servants should reflect the family and of course having a well uniformed servant did just that. The next year he hoped would be a quieter year, though he and his friends were far more advanced magically than anyone, mostly the headmaster was aware of.
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Hogwarts September 1993:
The small group of Seventh years were huddled together grimfaced and angry. Harry could have lost his soul this very day and they were fed up with the ministry and Dumbledore as well. Dementors were evil as it where, they might be able to cast Patronus but most students could not, at least not yet. They wanted to do more than just drive off the creatures, they wanted to destroy them. Sure Sirius Black had escaped but that did not give the minister the right to bring such foul creatures around the students. Percy blew out a breath of frustration, how could one destroy the Dementors, the goblins stated they would help but that the students had to figure out how to destroy a Dementor. Penny Clearwater was deep in thought when she reached into her satchel and took out a crystal.
"What would happen if we were able to concentrate a Patronus and get it into a Dementor?" She asked.
"Bet it would die." Wood replied, "in fact I am sure, you see how fast they run from one. The only reason would be if they could kill them."
"We would have to get it to something that could deliver it to them in a concentrated mass." Penny replied, "as you know I study gems, Diamonds could contain a Patronus, I happen to have some and know where to get more."
"Wow Diamonds are a gals best friend after all!" Percy said, getting Penny to roll her eyes at his rather cheesy joke.
"So how will we get this delivered?" Wood asked.
"Well we could contact the Archer club." Percy replied, "I hate having to ask them, but I know Ginny would use her Bat Bogey hex in places that really could hurt. Harry, Ginny and Luna are the best archers we have, it's amazing what they can do."
"Yes it is, and why did you not call me to this meeting?" Remus Lupin asked from the doorway.
The teens turned to Remus Lupin, an average height and built wizard with short tawny hair shot with gray and clear blue eyes. He was the new defense against the dark arts professor and he was a good man, in fact he would have raised Harry himself if allowed. He had been banned by the ministry to contact the boy in any way but now he was at the school and he was going to get to know the boy. He was clad in patched and worn robes but he was looking a bit better than he had on the train and at the feast. The teens wondered if they were in trouble and if he was going to report them to the headmaster.
"I can help, you wish to get rid of the Dementors, you realize the ministry will not like that." Remus asked.
"Yea, but Dementors are evil." Percy replied, "no-one deserves to be tortured by such creatures."
"Good point, so Diamonds, that will work to hold the Patronus, you should have poison as well on the tips of the arrows as backup."
"Harry can get basilisk venom." Oliver replied.
"Good, have him get that and I can get the arrows made." Remus said, "you realize this will change our world if we do this?"
"Yea, it needs to be changed." Percy replied.
Remus smiled and took a seat, for years he had drifted, with his friends gone, his family long gone overseas and no way to see Harry he had spent the last twelve years in a haze. Now he had something to fight and live for as he was determined to keep Harry safe and he knew how hard it would be to keep Harry safe. He had a role to play that year as he had a part to play, acting shocked as Dementors started to disappear and die around the school, the only thing found of them were their tattered cloaks and a single white diamond. Harry had proven he was good at archery but arrows could not be found near the "remains" of the Dementors, so spells were cast on the arrows so that when used they would disintegrate shortly after contact. Soon a quarter of the Dementors were dead and the school year marched on.
At the end of third year Remus cursed Dumbledore, he knew about the map and he knew the effects of a compulsion charm. He never would have gone to the shrieking shack on a full moon full of children with or without Wolfsbane potion. Yet he had and what was worse is the fact that he insisted on going back to the school with Wormtail and Sirius. Though Sirius had escaped he had not been cleared and Wormtail had got free. Remus was not happy and went to Severus who surprisingly agreed with him on Dumbledore manipulating things to his own way. Officially Severus loathed Remus more than ever, privately he tolerated and realized Remus was on the same side. One more was added to the fight of freedom with Remus Lupin and even Sirius Black who did not leave the country as believed but stayed and helped the cause of freedom move along. They knew something was brewing the next year and knew it involved Harry Potter himself. He was a marked child of destiny and they all knew what that meant, they had to help and support him or they would deserve to fall.
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The Burrow: June 1995:
There were many layers of the Weasley homestead called the Burrow, one was the charming rather crazy main house. The others were the garage filled with muggle gadgets, a charming pond, a small wood and paddock for Quidditch. There was an old mine here, long since used up but now shored up with steel and concrete and where the real fight for freedom went on. The leader of this fight was one Molly Weasley and she was perfect for this role, after all she would never forgive the headmaster for getting her brothers killed. They had been brave men and had started to uncover the insanity that was Dumbledore, only to get cut down by Voldemort, only after they had killed five death eaters each. To add insult to injury, once little Harry Potter was orphaned the headmaster came with an offer for their daughter, claiming to have the best interests of all in mind he suggested a betrothal between the two.
Now most think that Slytherin is the only house that produces the cunning, this of course is very silly to believe. You could get a brave Hufflepuff, a rather dimwitted Ravenclaw (take a look at Lockhart) or a cowardly Gryffindor (Wormtail came to mind). So it was that Molly was very cunning and was very good at the mind arts, she was an Occulumens after all, not a natural like Fred and George but very nearly as good. She let Dumbledore see what he wanted to see, she had even "let slip" she could make love potions and had done so in school. The only love potion she had ever made was Amortentia and as anyone with half a brain knew a constant dose would make the victim sterile in the long run, unable to eat and in the end and would die as they would waste away as they concentrated fully on their "one true love". Dumbledore wanted Ginny to give that to Harry Potter! No she would not allow it as Harry had free will as did Ginny and she would not take that away from them.
"We have a problem." McGonagall said to break the silence. "How did Albus not know about Moody?"
"He is not as powerful as he makes out, clearly this was a mistake, he was most shocked that the dark lord came back." Severus said, "this was not in his plans, not this early."
"I have one more new member, Horace come forward." Molly said, "it seems he has something to share with us."
Ever since Harry had been selected as a champion this last year Molly had not been idle, she had done all she could to weaken the forces of the evil dark lord. It had paid off as she had learned many terrible and evil things, one that Harry Potter himself had a part of the evil dark lord in his head, though no more after the Goblins had helped him. The diary that had trapped her poor Ginny had been a true Horcrux and she wondered how many there had been. There was only one man who could tell her about that and no, it was not Dumbledore, she knew he had lots of cards he played close but even he did not know everything. She looked over at the short fat bald man with a large walrus like mustache clad in robes of rich velvet green.
"I am afraid you will hate me after this." Slughorn said looking very said.
"Come now I joined the dark lord and even you cannot lay claim that you created him, he did that himself." Severus said, "really Horace you give yourself too much credit if that is what you are going to say."
"Well no, he asked about Horcruxes, he was a charming boy, and so I talked a bit to him about them, he asked how many one could make. I thought nothing of it, told him seven, I regret that now I know he had to have done so."
"So cutting his soul up once was not enough." Flitwick said slowly, "he had to do so what six times?"
"If he did that then he is clearly insane now." Sprout replied.
"Oh yes he is, he had some mercy before but now he tortures for no reason at all." Severus replied. "Though he leaves off with me but only because I am a potions master, he has other ways to keep me in line."
"You should not have to go through that." Arbela Figg said.
Arbela Figg was an older eccentric but rather wealthy squib woman, of course you would not know it just looking at her. She was a widow, when married she had been in business with her husband and they had made a decent living, her living near Harry had been a happy coincidence as she could watch him as he grew up. She had taken care of him from those first days and even had toilet trained him when Petunia did not care to do even that necessary task. She had gained his trust and forged report cards to send home, Harry to his aunt and uncle was a C student to their son's B range. Dudley might have had no social skills and was rather thick but he was smart enough to actually do well on tests and in fact he could have been very smart if his parents had not coddled him so. Even so Mrs. Figg knew Harry would get beat if his grades were better than his cousins and so she helped save him that fate in how she helped him out.
Yet now it was not enough to turn Harry's relations away from him and keep him safe from a beating or loss of food. No now he was going to end up facing the worst dark lord in human history and he could not do that alone. Voldemort had used his blood and tried to kill him and Harry had barely escaped with his life and Wormtail in the third task. Even with this Dumbledore had managed to convince Sirius to send Harry back to his relations, at least for the first part of the summer. What Dumbledore did not know is the fact that Harry was using Dobby to send and receive letters and he was proficient at Occulumency now too. Sirius had sent him the prophecy, Molly had at first been against it but then she realized they were at war and Harry could not be sheltered, he had to know what he was up against. She looked over at Sirius who was here and knew he would do right by Harry, she liked him and respected how he had gotten over his childhood bullying and was not on good terms with Severus, well not officially, but privately the two were allies at the least.
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Grimmauld Place July 1995:
Sirius was worried as well he should be, Harry was still at his relations home due to the orders of Dumbledore. He would have protested but that would have put the poor boy in jeopardy and he would not do that. Harry understood and in the letters they sent back and forth through Dobby and Kreacher he showed great maturity. The Order of the Phoenix met at Grimmauld place and Sirius had to make the two levels he allowed them on stay looking dark and unwelcoming. Well he would have if not for Molly, she made the kitchen gleam as she took over this space, Kreacher helped clean the rest of the house and even the other teens got in the act of "cleaning up Grimmauld place" moaning and groaning within earshot of the Phoenix order who were not in the "Order of Harry" as Sirius dubbed it.
Harry was finally coming to Grimmauld place, Dementors had appeared in Privet drive and Harry had used underage magic to send them away. He was given a warning from the ministry but that was not a problem. What was a problem was him not here where Sirius could see him and make sure he was alright. He was not able to go get him, Dumbledore said it was safer if he stayed at Grimmauld place. Finally the door opened and Harry entered the house and walked up the stairs and was taken into a bone crushing hug from Sirius. Sirius then led him to his room, training would start and luckily there was no order meeting this night. Ron, Hermione, Ginny Luna Neville and the Weasley twins were waiting for him in the sitting room. Harry grinned seeing all his best friends in the world here and took a seat.
"So Dementors, thought we took care of those." Ginny said.
"Well most of them, not all, there are still some at the prison." Harry replied.
"Someone had to send them." Luna said, at school she was "loony Lovegood" here she dropped that act among her friends, "I could think of several people in the ministry who would want you dead."
"Or who have an idea who helped destroy the Dementors around Hogwarts. Good thinking using the Patronus charm Harry." Sirius said.
"Yes, even I would give points for that." Severus said walking into the room and grabbing at the air removing an invisibility cloak off of Draco, "he needs a safe house."
"Sure, as long as he stays away from me." Harry said glaring at Draco.
"I deserved that, look I am a prat, a git and I am sorry." Draco replied, "I really do want the two dark lords gone."
"Two?" Harry said.
"Yes two Potter, Riddle and Dumbledore." Severus replied, "you can be trusted with what we know as you can shield your mind well now."
"Yea well not so much shielding it as there is nothing up there." Harry smirked.
Over the rest of the summer Harry trained hard, many a day he wanted to strangle his godfather but in the end he did not. Sirius wanted what was the best for him and he was going to send him back to school knowing how to take on whatever school had to throw at him. He got stronger and even got two OWLs out of the way, that of runes (he was a natural) and muggle studies. This would give him an edge going back to school, and he would need that edge in school this year. On September first he hugged his godfather, promised to keep his temper and boarded the train back to school. Officially he and the rest of the Slytherins were enemies, under the radar the Slytherins wanted no part of Voldemort or Dumbledore and would spy for him as well. The war was about to ramp up and Harry was more than ready to play his part.
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Ministry of Magic: June 1996:
Harry smiled grimly knowing full well he was walking into a trap, but he was not alone and not unprepared. Everyone of those that went with him were clad in dragonskin and mithril armor, navy muggle fatigues under them with heavy buckled dragonskin boots they had navy cloaks trimmed in red over the armor. They had helmets and full masks to hide their faces and each was armed with weapons they had all trained for years to use. They might have been teens but they were ready for war. Most of them went to hide while Harry with his school robes over his armor and cloak and went to get the prophecy. Once his hands grabbed it all hell broke loose as several death eaters appeared clad in black dragonskin armor of their own and ready for war.
"You really should learn to tell the difference between dreams and reality." Lucius Malfoy said walking up.
"You should know when you walk into a trap." Harry said casting aside his school robes and putting on his helmet, "it could save your life someday."
"Oh itty bitty Potter wants to play?" Bellatrix said walking up.
"Oh shut up you insane hag." Harry said just as a knife came out of nowhere and got her in the throat. "Awesome, good job Longbottom!"
With that the battle was on and it was clear that the death eaters were not dealing with untrained teens, no these were soldiers. They used wands when they could but they were taking down the death eaters with swords, knives, and mainly bow and arrows. Harry was only suppose to get the prophecy, not fight as he was, this attack had been planned in part with Dumbledore but Harry was defying his orders. Not as if it mattered, he was going to kill as many death eaters as he could. He found himself herded into the death chamber and he fell down the benches to the floor below. He rose as MacNair, the tallest of the death eaters advanced on him, great just what he needed a pedophile coming after him. He held up the prophecy grinning, knowing he looked a mess as he had a black eye, blood was trickling down his face and his nose was busted.
"Looking for this?" Harry taunted.
"Give it here little boy, I may let you go unharmed." MacNair said almost kindly.
"Nah, you will still try to rape me." Harry said throwing the orb through the veil, "go fetch."
"Why you!"
Just as predicted MacNair went after him and Harry tripped him with his foot and shoved him through the veil. He turned as someone in pink, someone he hated very much from school shot a spell at him. He turned to the toad like Deloris Umbridge and grinned. So she was part of the death eaters, interesting, she was going to pay, on and wonderful he could see the minister above him. Time to let Umbridge hang herself with the rope he was about to give her. He bowed and walked up to her, she was not aware the minister was down her or she would not have done what she did next.
"Professor am I glad to see you here!" Harry said grinning, "I knew you cared about us students, can we get out of here?"
"No Potter I do not think so, my master will love to have you." Umbridge said.
"What?" Harry said feigning shock, "your master?"
"The dark lord, now come with me boy!"
Harry was sure the minister heard all that and he ducked the spell sent his way. The battle was on and Harry more than held his own with the evil witch. She tried to send him through the veil when they both ended up on the dais and she ended up through instead. Harry was going to speak when he realized someone was here that he really, really did not want to see at all. He turned slowly and saw Voldemort striding toward him, Voldemort was clad in layers of silk robes with a breastplate of black dragonskin armor. Harry had to admit the man knew how to take evil dark lord fashion to a tasteful level at least.
"Hi, what's up?" Harry said loving how Voldemort glared at him in rage.
"Where is my prophecy?" Voldemort snarled.
"Oh, um was that your prophecy?" Harry said (he really needed to stop watching so much Will Smith and Chris Rock movies), "that was yours? I, oops, kinda lost it."
"What did you do you horrible brat?" Voldemort snarled.
"I sent it through this thing!" Harry said pointing to the veil, "I guess it is not coming back?"
"You sent it through the death veil." Voldemort started calmly, "you foolish boy you will die for that!"
"I have one last thing to say to you sir." Harry said nearly sweetly.
"What is that?"
"What the hell happened to your nose?"
Harry felt if he was to die he was not going to be polite, no not he! Voldemort did not deserve respect and Harry made sure he knew that. He was prepared to die when Dumbledore came and actually proved very useful, he did manage to save the day and took on Voldemort. Harry was drug from the chamber and out of the ministry and first chewed out by his godfather then hugged and ordered to see Poppy. He did get a light cuff about the head and he went to see Poppy. He would learn later that Amelia Bones, Arbela Figg (what the hell was she doing at the battle), Ted Tonks, and Alastor Moody were all killed. The gloves were off, he was going to get rid of Voldemort and Dumbledore, no matter the cost now, he could not let others die, not if he could help it.
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Unknown Location: June 1996:
Harry followed Dumbledore from the boat hoping that all that had been planned this last year was about to come true. The fake ring had got the first part of the potion into Dumbledore, on "saving the headmaster's life" the second part was added soon after. It was amazing what Dumbledore would believe, he believed Draco was forced to take the mark after his father "died", as if Voldemort wanted Draco now. His father was dead and he had no use for the "weak-willed" boy. There was no unbreakable vow, Draco did not have the dark mark and in fact those students that did were watched mostly by the Slytherins. So much for it being the house of darkness and evil, many who had parents who were death eaters had turned those family members in.
Harry had no trouble doing what Dumbledore asked, he fed him the potion and watched as Dumbledore became weaker and weaker. He took the locket out himself and took a vial of water from inside his robes and gave it to Dumbledore, he so did not want to fight zombies, correction Inferti. He really, really needed to stop watching movies, they were giving him such interesting ideas after all, for that matter so was Luna and Ginny and most of the other witches he knew. He helped Dumbledore back to the boat and to the shore, Dumbledore was not fully with it so he, Harry had to Apparate them to the school, where the dark mark could be seen over the Astronomy tower, at least by Dumbledore, no-one else could see it though Harry could act well.
"Oh damn, he's here!" Harry said, "we have to get back, now."
"Brooms, we cannot waste time." Dumbledore said summoning two from the Three Broomsticks, "we can return them in the morning"
"Very well so, but what if it is a trap, should we not wait?"
"No time, we must go now!" Dumbledore said.
Of course Harry made sure to keep his emotions under check, this was part of the plan, he knew his part to play and knew that others had planned what was to be done for years. Though he played a major part in this he had not done all the planning. He flew up to the Astronomy tower and allowed the weakened body bind to be put on him as he stood under his invisibility cloak, Dumbledore's magic was fighting the potions but even he could not fight the blocks that were being placed on him now. The door to the tower burst open and Draco came out, the headmaster lost his wand and was about to speak when Severus came on the tower a smirk on his face. Oh yes this would be fun to watch as Dumbledore was going to get taken down here and now.
"Well, well what do we have here." Severus said looking over at Harry who now had the elder wand and had taken off his cloak, "you alright Harry?"
"Yes sir, I believe the headmaster wishes to know what is happening?" Harry replied.
"Harry I what is this?" Dumbledore asked anger on his face, "what are you doing, did you join Tom?"
"No but you, you I have a problem with, why don't we go over with what you have done with me since I was a child, you knew about my loving relations correct?"
"I knew you were not happy, and you were not beaten that badly, besides if you had kept your magic under control then there would have not been any reason for them to hate you." Dumbledore said.
"What about sending Hagrid to get me, lovely fellow, such a loyal soul, well he was until he learned what you were doing, nearly broke his heart but he knows who his true friends are." Harry said.
"You were too powerful, I had to control you, I will not leave the world with a new dark lord. You had to be tested, I was not expecting you to get through the stone, the diary, well I wanted to see what it did, I was not aware it would really harm the Weasley witch. You must understand it was all for the greater good!"
"Really?" Harry replied, "the Triwizard tournament, the cup was suppose to be well guarded but I was entered, then we have the fact that the wards on the school have weakened as you threw out the goblins that helped ward this place."
"Goblins are not to be trusted, and you, you are nothing more than a dark lord, I am disappointed in you Harry." Dumbledore said, "what will you do with me?"
"Send you to St. Mungos, you cannot escape an exam there, now if I were a dark lord well let's say my relations would be dead, but they are not." Harry said.
"You want me to take him away?" Draco asked, "or get the Aurors?"
"The Aurors please."
The look of shock on the headmaster's face was priceless, it was even more so as he was lead, bound down to the entry hall. The students were out watching as he was led out, McGonagall watched him as he was led out her lips pursed in a thin line. Now that Dumbledore was out of the way Harry could get down to more important things, like getting ready for Voldemort to appear and challenge him. It would not be long before that happened and the school had to be protected. It was in this vein that McGonagall made a call to the goblins, they were more than happy to help, it seemed that certain potion ingredients had made their way to the goblins from the school. They had made a great sum on the basilisk parts as they used basilisk as a main ingredient in their potions and had sold them to their healers.
The next week saw the students watching as the goblins went about their work, and even brought in dwarves who went to work on repairing all the cracks and missing stone of the ancient castle. They used stone when they could and concrete when they could not. New slate tiles were put on the roof and where there were cracked windows the glass was replaced. The house elves were extremely happy to be allowed to be part of the restoration, they worked on putting color back in the mosaic of the floors and repairing what they could. The goblins added rune work to the new stones in the outer walls of the castle and the wall that ran from the lake to the forbidden forest. Once this was done they headed home knowing that soon a goblin would be back in Hogwarts to man the wards put in place.
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Hogwarts July 31, 1996:
Harry smirked, this was too priceless, Voldemort was going to give him a great birthday present and the man, no wizard, no scratch the above, the thing that called itself a dark lord was on his way. Harry stood clad for war, in dragonskin and mithril armor under dark green robes trimmed in blood red. He was more than ready to end this today and had all his friends, family and supporters here. They easily outnumbered Voldemort's army at least ten to one, the past weeks had seen a major reduction in Voldemort's forces as with Dumbledore out of the picture lethal force was used time and time again. The Lestrange family, Nott Sr. both Averys, nearly all rogue werewolves who wished to fight against humans, four clans of Vampires, the last of the Dementors and several smaller death eaters too.
The doors to the great hall opened and striding at the front of what was left of his forces was Voldemort, as snake-like and ugly as ever he strode up where Harry stood. He was clad all in black robes and looked eerie and unnatural in full daylight. Narcissa Malfoy, standing behind Voldemort gave Harry a small nod, she was not even loyal to the evil dark lord anymore. When she had learned that Voldemort had made Horcruxes she was revolted, this was the worst damage any could do to one's self. Not only had Voldemort done that, but he had killed her husband as well. She knew Harry would win, Harry had tricks up his sleeves, literally and he was going to use his strengths to take down Voldemort. Flitwick came up as he would referee this battle.
"How do you wish to do this?" Flitwick asked.
"How about we start with a shot each." Harry said innocently.
"I get to start?" Voldemort said as innocent as he could.
"Sure, but I am immune to your AK." Harry replied. "I could see if you are immune to mine."
"Give it your best shot." Voldemort said, "I will come back."
"Er yea sure." Harry said, "so you really will give me the first shot?"
"Of course, I have no problem showing everyone here how powerful I am." Voldemort said.
"Very well you did ask for it." Harry said and in a scene straight out of movies or comics took out a gun and shot Voldemort in the heart, "remember you did ask for it."
"No matter I will come back." Voldemort said still able to stand.
"Nope, I got your anchors, say hello to the devil for me." Harry said smirking, "oh and one last thing, you are really ugly."
Voldemort's red eyes were wide in shock and fear as his hands came away from his chest covered in his blood. His wand clattered to the floor and slowly he crumpled to the floor and soon was dead. Harry could have used the killing curse but he needed to make a point on how deadly muggle weapons were. Shooting Voldemort proved that to those who had never seen a gun fired that muggles were very dangerous and that the magical world had to change, if it did not then they were all dead. Voldemort was sent off in the ancient ways of magic, he was put on a funeral pyre and burned, this was two-fold, one was, believe it or not for Harry to show respect and two to make it so that none of Voldemort could be used for any evil purpose.
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Diagon Alley: January 07, 2010:
Harry thought back to the years he had studied and got his muggle degrees in business marketing and history and muggle masteries in defense, charms and transfiguration. He had married Ginny in 2005, she had spent a few years on the Hollyhead Harpies and had made quite a bit of money. She had decided to settle down and marry and now Harry had three wonderful children. He looked out and saw Severus with his wife Charity Burbage with their son, Draco was with his wife and four children, indeed there was a baby boom in the magical world after the death of Voldemort. All this would not have happened Harry know but for a few brave souls who made sure he was able to live and thrive. He saw Molly Weasley and nodded to the woman who had risked all to make sure that Dumbledore could not continue in his evil ways. Narcissa Malfoy walked up to Harry and spoke to him quietly and Harry grinned, his birthday had come early, the old manipulator was dead and no more could Dumbledore even cast a shadow over him.
"So it is over, he really is dead?" Harry asked her.
"Yes, he really is, no more will he darken our world." Narcissa replied.
"About time, now I can go on and with your help and others make this world a better place." Harry said.
He had won, he was still alive and both dark lords were gone. No more would a dark lord rule their world, it would be very hard for any to gain followers in this new world. Harry knew he was lucky, he had gone from a poor and beaten young boy with very few on his side to the minister of magic of Great Britain. He looked out over the crowd and saw Molly and smiled, if not for her help and the help of her family where would he be now?
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See how much fun revenge can be when done right? Here I had the Weasleys protect Harry, as I always see them doing. In canon they had two life debts they owed him and could not go against him or harm him. As if they would want to!