Title: Master of War

Ships: Old Harry/Minerva McG, Young Harmony

Rating: M-Mature

Synopsis: The war is over, the epilogue is well on its way but life doesn't always go the way you expect. Vampire Hybrid Harry travels from 2035 to 1987 to set not only his life right, but to save the world.

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1 for all details including warnings and triggers. As always Harry and Co. aren't mine, nor is anything you recognize. All respect to the content owners, I just thought some of your ideas were cool and could fit.

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Key:
"Hi, I'm Harry." – Speech
'Oh my, it's the Boy Who Lived!' - Thoughts
"Avada Kedvara " – Spells/Magic laden speech
"§Speak to me oh Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts Four§" - Parseltongue

Chapter 2: Changes

~Flashback continued~

Harry heard phoenix song and slowly regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and groaned when he saw he was in a private room in the hospital wing. That must have been the signal for all hell to break loose as every one sitting around his bed started to talk at once. Harry just covered his head with his arms and tried to block out the noise. After a minute of this, he lost it.

"HEY! SHUT UP!" he yelled. After that outburst there was dead silence in the room. He fumbled with his glasses, and looked around his room at the people there. To his left, on chairs were Ron and Neville. Standing on the other side of the bed was Minerva and Madam Bones. Standing at the foot of the bed flanked by two Aurors was Minister of Magic Fudge. Perched on the headboard were two phoenixes, one was Fawkes and the other one he instinctually knew was Hedwig just by looking into her eyes. Standing in a dark corner of the room in a gray robe was an unspeakable. Looking at the people around him, he turned to Minerva and asked "What can I do for you professor?"

"You can tell me why there are three dead bodies up stairs in the headmasters office."

"The old bastard and his pet called me and Mi up to his office and imperio'd us. Then when things weren't going his way he… he killed Mi." at this point the tears started to leak from his eyes.

"Mr. Potter, do you think you could give us a copy of your memories of what happened in the office?" Amelia Bones asked softly.

"Yeah, just give me my wand, and I'll pull the memory." Taking his wand from Ron he held it up to his head, and tried to pull the memory but, nothing happened. He tried it again, and still nothing. Looking down at his wand he said "I think my wand is broken because it feels like just a stick, and it's not working." he said sadly, he liked that wand, it got him through a lot of bad situations.

Minerva checked the wand out, and handed it back to Harry saying "It looks like it's working fine to me." she said as she handed it back to him. Then she cast the magic meter spell on Harry, and his reading was only 267. Everyone in the room gasped. Harry was a squib. Resigned to his fate Harry asked Madam Bones to remove the memory from his head. "That is the whole day until I blacked out, now everyone leave me to mourn in peace, please." The group filed out of the room and over to an Aurors pensive the Aurors set up. MadamBones dropped the strand in and hit play. For the next hour the group watched the memory play out. When it finished the room was so silent that you could hear the wind in the trees outside. Madam Bones was the first to break the quiet. "I nominate him for the Order of Merlin first class." she said in shock.

Fudge shouted out "You can't give him the Order of Merlin, he's a SQUIB for god sakes!"

End of Flashback

"And so that is when I became a squib, it wasn't all bad with the loss of my magic Hedwig became a phoenix and her and Fawkes have had three hatchlings together. No order of Merlin, but who cares about that?" he said with a shrug.

"But Harry what did you do if you had no magic?" Minerva asked

"I moved back to Potter Manor and worked on restoring my grandfather's car collection see," here Harry pulled a miniature aluminum case out of the black messenger bag hanging on the back of his chair with his coat. He set it on the table, tapped it with his wand, and expanded it to a large 24 inch by 18 inch wide, and 6 inch deep suit case. He put his hand in the middle of the front panel, and the locks popped open. He flipped open the lid and inside was what appeared to be 250 model 1:64 scale cars in glass boxes. he lifted out a red E-type Jaguar and handed it to her.

She looked it over, and handed it back to him. "That's a nice toy collection you have Harry." she said flippantly but Harry laughed and shook his head.

"There not toys, Min, they're real cars just under shrinking charms. That E-type Jag was your favorite car form my collection. You kept offering me money for it after I showed you how to drive it." he said as he handed it back to her.

"It is painted in a very pretty Gryffindor red." Minerva remarked as Harry put the case back.

"Back to the story, I mostly stayed out of the wizard world. I made a trip to Diagon Alley now and then but I kept to myself. The ministry was in charge of finding the remaining Death Eaters, and they were failing miserably. Death Eaters with money paid their way out of prison. It looked like the last war all over again, but what was I going to do about it? I was a squib, and I was just waiting for the day the corrupt ministry would pass a law saying that a squib couldn't hold head of house status over an Ancient and Noble House. I worked out a deal with the Goblins to hide my money in the Muggle world so that Fudge couldn't get his grubby little hands on my family's estate."

"But how did you become a vampire?" she asked with concern.

"First of all I am not a vampire I am a hybrid. There's a big difference. I have all the powers of a vamp but none of the disadvantages of being a full vamp, I can go out in the sun. I don't need to drink blood but healing potions work better if they are mixed with blood. But I live a normal life." Harry said with a shrug.

"But how did you become a hybrid?" Minerva asked.

"It all started with my wedding to Ginny Weasley, we were married in 1999. I found out later that she used a love potion on me to get me to go out with her, and later to say 'I Do'. After one year of marriage she takes a trip to the Burrow for the night to see her mother, being the dutiful daughter, and that night when I went to sleep I was attacked by a vampire my wife paid to kill me so she could take the Potter title. The vamp came into the room, and tried to rip my throat out. Hedwig and Fawkes flamed in, and in a fury of talons the vamp was reduced to a pile of body parts in seconds. The problem was I had a nice big open wound, and the vamps blood was all over me. Enough of it got into my system to start the transformation. I was dying, and turning at the same time. The two phoenixes tried to close up the wounds with phoenix tears, but the turning was still happening. So Hedwig hopped up on to my chest, and with her talon cut her neck and bled into the wound. That stopped the turning but it started a new change in my body. I was adapting the phoenix blood to my genes like the vamp blood. I passed out and came to the next day covered in dried blood. Hedwig and Fawkes sat at the edge of the bed looking at me. The first thing I noticed was that not only could I see without my glasses but I could see way better than a human should. I took a shower and dressed fast. I sent a note with Fawkes to that bitch of a wife saying that I was attacked, and that I was fine, and that I was going to see some friends for a few days while I got the wards looked over."

"What happened after that?" Minerva asked sitting on the edge of her seat waiting for him to finish the tale.

"I went to Neville's house and told him what happened. He agreed with me that it had to be my lovely wife that sent the vamp hit man. He also called his uncle Algernon, the head of the Unspeakables, to look me over. To find out what I was. We made an appointment for me to come to the DoM for a full battery of test in two weeks. to see what the limits of what I could do were. I then had Hedwig flash me to the DMLE office at the ministry. I got a meeting with Amelia Bones and told her about what happened the night before. She sent a group of Aurors to investigate the crime scene. She then had me tested for poisons and found the love potion in a small dosage in my body. She sent a group of Aurors to get Ginny. There was a trial and she was charged with conspiracy to commit murder and attempted Line theft. Also because of the use of love potions on me to get me in bed with her she was charged with rape. The biggest shock that came out of this trial was where she got her potions from. It seems that Molly has kept Arthur under the influence of love potions for his whole adult life. There was a trial for her as well." Harry's stomach rumbled "Let's stop here for some dinner. Although it is still technically lunch outside of this room."

"What?"

Harry pointed out the four fist sized diamonds in the four corners of the room. "Those gems make a time slowing field. We have been in this room for just a little over five hours, but outside of this room it has only been five minutes."

"But you can't do that it will create a rip in the very fabric of time!"

"No it won't, Min. Algernon proved in 2021 that the time space rip does not happen. He time turned five times so that there was five of him in the same room at the same time. Then the Algernon that was the first to turn conducted the other four in a barbershop quartet concert. Now he does it every Christmas party." Harry got up from his seat and Minerva saw that Harry was had a gun tucked in to the back of his pants. He put his thumb on the gem closest to him. A light shot from one gem to the next making a light show. He touched the gem with his index finger and nodded. He turned and looked at Minnie, "It's safe to walk in and out of the room now. If you would like to use the restroom I'll go get Tom and have a menu brought in."

Once they were settled with their lunches, Harry was content in leaving Minerva to process what she had already learned from him. While there were several shocks involved, living with magic your entire life gives you a thick skin where odd occurrences lay and the word 'impossible' loses much of its meaning. At the same time Minerva could see what rehashing these painful memories was doing to Harry. When Tom came back to clear away the dishes Harry told him that they would be staying in the room for another hour, and handed Tom ten galleons as he walked out. Harry reactivated the gems and they sat down with a bucket of butter beers to talk some more about the future that was now never going to be. Harry took a long pull off his butter beer bottle and put it down. Looking up at Minerva he asked if she had any questions as it seems the conversation was going better if she asked a question and he told a story that answered it.

"I do have a question. What can you do?" she asked.

"You mean as a hybrid?" Minerva nodded "After a lot of testing and years in the field I have come up with a list. I can move fast." Harry was out of his seat and standing next to her in a split second. "We came up with a guess that I am two times faster than a human. I have vamp like strength, I can lift up to 1600lbs. I need little to no sleep, I have gone ten days without sleep and then my performance in the field started to decline. I can go longer if I have some red juice." Seeing her questioning look Harry explained, "Red juice is a concoction the boys in R&D came up with. It has a blood base and has potions mixed in to it, like pepper-up and phoenix tears. It also has vitamin and liquid nutrition in it. Its good stuff. We usually drink some of it before missions to keep us going. I can also do something that we named smoke jumping, it's like apparition but less violent, see," Harry crouched down a little and in a puff of black smoke he was sitting in his chair across from her again. "I can do some vampire things to like rolling, a form of mind manipulation, I can stare in to someone's eyes and put suggestions in their head. It is kind of like a Jedi mind trick." seeing her confusion he skipped over the pop culture reference and went on. "I also have a shape shifting ability, I can assume three forms, two are animal. This is not like the animagus form as there is no part of me that has animal instincts, I just shift into the shape of a black wolf," as he said this he shifted into a large black wolf, with green eyes. He then shifted back. "the other form is of a raven." he shifted in to a big black raven with green eyes and shifted back. "The last form I can assume is that of a feral vampire. My face gets more chiseled and square and my eyes turn red. My fangs and finger nails grow longer, and the bloodlust comes out. I don't like that form, and I only used it once in battle. I can do runes and blood magic to some extent. I can hold my breath for an hour and I can control my body temperature but I still wear a coat in the winter to draw less attention to myself, but that is really all the special abilities I have."

"You keep referring to your group, and you said something about a unit. Are you some kind of soldier?" she asked.

"In a way yes. Do you know that the Queen is the real head of magical Britain?" Harry asked as if to get off topic Minerva just shook her head no. "Yes the Minister of Magic may run the show but he answers to the Queen, well the Queen's Advisor of Magic. The way the system is set up, is the people of magical Britain answer to the Ministry run by the Minister of Magic. The Minister of Magic answers to the Queen's Advisor of Magic. The Queen's Advisor of Magic answers to the Queen. Now let's say that the bad people of the British magical world paid off people in the Ministry and the Minister took a big piece of that bribe and paid off the Queen's Advisor. Do you think that the Queen, the Boss of all Bosses is getting a fair and unbiased view of the Magical world? I think not! So Algernon, Amelia, and I bribed the right people to get a meeting with the Queen. When that meeting was over the Minister of Magic was sacked and arrested for taking bribes and signing pardons for repeat murderers. The Queen's Advisor was also sacked and escorted out of his office by the Gentlemen at Arms, and we were each given a different job. Amelia was to be the new Minister of Magic, only the second Royal appointed Minister in history. Algernon was tasked with forming an armed force to deal with the terrorist threat that was the Death Eaters and with the training and organizing of the troops. I was tasked with leading my troops in to battle, and forming plans to neutralize the threat."

"After two months of looking at the situation and looking over the way the Aurors did things, we knew that we needed something different. The answer was squibs. There are almost no down sides to being a hybrid, so why not offer the transformation to other squibs? So we did, we converted an old Potter farm into a base for training with barracks and a mess hall. We got SAS trainers to come in to work with us and in the first few months, we had almost 100 hybrids starting SAS training."

"The problem was we were making soldiers that had no magic to fight a magical war. I talked this over with Algernon and he asked 'Why not recruit werewolves?' That was a good question and the next week we added 50 plus werewolves into the fold. They performed many different roles that needed someone that could use a wand, but it was not enough magic users. So we reached out to Muggleborns to play the part of support staff. They were specialists, some were curse breakers, some were field medics."

"While the training was going on, the Unspeakables were working on research and development. They came up with this," Harry pulled out the gun from behind his back and put it on the table. "it looks just like any other Berretta 92fs right? But it's not." Harry ejected the magazine and put it on the table. It had red glowing runes carved up the side of it. "The gun takes a blood activated rune powered magazine, that conjures up the bullets as you fire the gun. The best part about it is the bullets only last 30 seconds. So no ballistic evidence is left behind just a dead body full of holes and no one knows what did it. On the side of the gun where the safety was, is now a firing rate selector switch. I have the option of single shot, three shot burst, and full auto. On the other side I can choose what kind of bullet to use. I can have 9mm Hollow point, 9mm parabellum, and 9mm armor piercing uranium rounds. This rune under the front of the slide is a touch activated silencer. And they didn't just make hand guns, any gun could be outfitted like this." Harry put the clip back it to the gun and put the gun away.

"We were given the title SAS-CTD (Special Air Services - Counter Terrorism Division) we were broken up into groups of 25-30 people depending on the jobs we did. I was the captain of group number 1. We had 30 troops in my team. 26 fighters designated A-Z, 2 pilots, a curse breaker (Breaker), and a field medic (Doc). We all had tattoos like this. We called ourselves 'The Forgotten' because the Wizarding world forgot us. We were nothing to them. Just a bunch of castoffs. The blood drop on my shield shows that I'm a hybrid. The A stands for Alpha, as the team leader I hold that title, well that and they called me boss. And 1 marks that we are the first team. We had 16 hybrids, 10 werewolves, and 4 humans. We were the tip of the spear. In the first six months of being active we took down 47 Death Eaters. 10 of those were inner circle members. Over the next two years we captured and killed all 570 odd Death Eaters."

"Over the Next 30 years we did every job the Queen could throw our way. We did anti-terrorism, here and abroad, we took over small countries run by militant dictators. We took care of black-ops missions in countries we were not supposed to be in. We had one group at a time rotate to the royal protection team for three months at a time, my team always called it a vacation from the shit. SAS-CTD grew exponentially over the years. You get to know your team to the point that they become family, and that is what we were one big 400 odd member family. And on September 25, 2035 almost all of them were killed in an organized strike."

Minerva saw raw pain in Harry's eyes when he said that and told him maybe they should take a break and come back to the discussion after a bathroom break. Harry took down the time field and headed to the restroom. Minerva walked up to the bar and asked Tom for a bottle of fire whisky and two glasses. Minerva had a feeling that this story was going to be too raw in Harry's thoughts to tell it without something to numb the pain.