I start this fanfiction, about Harry Potter for one reasons only…. I'm bored, and as I started to read some Harry Potter fanfiction, I realized how much I enjoy reading them. This is my take one Harry Potter Run Away. This will take place as a WBWL. If you read my other fanfic, Ancient School of Merlin, I did a vote. And this won out. So here goes.
THIS WILL BE BASED OFF OF DEPRIVED. The best WBWL/Runaway story I have read. GO check it out, it is great but unfinished. I will try my best to finish this.
I also changed Max's code name into Erebus.
Disclaimer: I don't own a single Harry Potter book, character, etc, which belongs to the respectable owners
There was a group of a men and women, each with a weapon of choice. They were in a shady old inn, where they always met, for an assassination, or kidnapping.
There was a boy who looked 17 years old, with a man that looked like his father.
"Get on with it you twats. We don't have all day."
"Yeah, I agree Lancer. I could probable get a job and finish it, by the time you spoke."
"Um… Okay…" stammered the boy, not expecting this kind of reaction.
"GET ON WITH IT!"
"Fine. We you to get a girl. Her name is Fleur Delacour. She is a veela. We want you to break her and bring her to us." said the man. "You see, her father is going to run for Minster, but with her, we can use her to stop hi a"
"Yeah, yeah. I don't need to know the background info." said Lancer.
The boy and man was getting angry. Who are these scum bags to think they can insult us.
"Well, we will pay handsomely to the people that will carry out the deed…."
"Does she have anyone guarding her?"
The boy smiled at this. "Just a group of boys, who look younger than m a"
"Wait, does the leader have messy hair, eyes that are greener than the killing curse.? There is a tall boy with blond curly hair. A boy with black straight hair. Another boy in the same height but with straight blond hair? A shorter boy with wavy brown hair?"
"That is an accurate description of them. Although I don't know why you know, nor do I understand why Jean Delacour hired a bunch of kids to protect her daughter."
"Well, I'm out." said Lancer. "And I suggest everybody else does the same thing."
"Yep, I'm out as well."
"Same here."
"Good thinking Valkyrie, and Fencer." said Lancer.
"Why? You are too scared to take on a couple of kids? Are you too afraid of death."
"No, I live in death, we all do. We face them continuously. You can say we live in it. But that doesn't mean we seek it out. Going to face those... boys... as you called them, is like facing death."
"THEY ARE BOYS! What could they do, that you guys couldn't?"
"Look, by calling over every single A class merc. And every B class merc. You were pretty much calling the best of the best." explained Lancer.
"But there is a higher class. S class. Only three wizards is currently a S class." said Fencer.
"And the rules of the underworld goes like this." said Valkyrie. "Don't get caught doing something wrong. Never mess with people that are better than you. Do not engage Cerberus. Never engage the Puppet Mistress. And finally, do not make an enemy of Hades."
"And guess who Hades is." said Lancer.
"Who?" said the father.
"The boy with the green eye." Lancer replied with a sly smile. "All the other ones in his groups, are A class Mercs. They go by the name of the Olympians."
"For a wizard or witch to be considered a A class, they need to be recognized by at least half of the A class wizard. If you are considered a A class you get a code name. Mine is Lancer, the beautiful lady there is Valkyrie. And the git that will never beat me in a hand-to-hand combat is Fencer." said Lancer.
"S class needs to recognize by all S class members."
"Now, they barely work together in a mission but when they do, they are be completely unbeatable." said Lancer "I worked with them and I saw, I saw them fighting like a demon. I think Valkyrie, Fencer, and I could probably hold Hades off. But with the others, it will not be possible."
"Cowards, I will take this job." said the new comer.
"Fine, if you want to die, go right a head."
Dumbledore stood up after the feast and faced the crowd.
"Eternal Glory! That is what awaits you should you win the tournament. The Triwizard tournament will be taking place with the same exact rules, except a new added rule. No wizard who isn't of age may not compete in this tournament a"
"That's rubbish!"
"You don't know what you are doing!"
"Silence!" yelled Dumbledore, getting control of the school once more. "Those who wish to compete must write their name in a piece of paper, and throw it in the Goblet of Fire. It will judge who is worthy by the end of this week!"
With that Dumbledore revealed the Goblet which lit immediately.
"Once chosen there is no going back. Your magic will bind you, and for better or worse, you will compete." said Dumbledore while looking around at every students face before continuing. "Now that is over, I must ask everyone of you to go bed."
The students quickly filed out, and left. Dumbledore leaning over to talk to Madam Maxime. Soon they came over, and Madam Maxime asked, "Mr. Dante, Professor Dumbledore wishes to talk to you."
"Of course, may we go to your office?"
Soon he followed Dumbledore up the stairs, and into his room. As soon as the door was lock, and he was sure nobody will enter, he turned to Harry.
"Will you please talk off you glamours… Harry?"
Dante quickly looked over at him at stared at him for a second. He took off his necklace, and his blond messy hair turned raven black. His scar got more prominent, and there was other light changes.
"Hello Gramps. I see you haven't lost that damn twinkle in your eyes."
Dumbledore's eyes was twinkling madly now.
"Harry…. Where have you been?"
"Everywhere yet nowhere."
"So in other words, you won't tell me?"
"Now, I wouldn't say that, but in a way yes."
"Harry… I know you didn't have the nicest childhood… but I was hoping… could I tell your family? They have been so worried…"
Dumbledore couldn't continue because all the mischief in his eyes vanished in a second, replaced by a cold emotionless mask, with his eyes not giving away a single emotion.
"My family already knows that I am here. In fact they came with me, Professor."
Dumbledore winced at the suddenly formal title. "You already told them?" Dumbledore looking hopeful, but immediately shot down by Harry's glare. "I assure you, they have been quite remorseful… especially Lily. She hasn't been the same without you. Almost everything that made her Lily Potter disappeared. Only some of it came back, because her family needed her."
"Is there anything else you need to talk about… Professor?" said Harry almost spitting the last word out.
"Very well, there is nothing else. You may go." said Dumbledore, and Harry was out of the door faster than light. "I hope you learn to forgive them…."
Dante quickly made his way back down to carriage with his mask back on, and nobody questioning him. I WILL NOT FORGIVE THEM!
In the morning Fleur made her way to the Great Hall, with the other 5 following closely behind her. The training was even more brutally than usual. They now moved on to private skill teaching. They each giving her tips in there best skill.
She quickly ate her breakfast and wrote her name in a piece of paper. She was nervous. What if she gets chosen and she makes a fool of herself. She was about to rip apart the piece of paper, when she felt a hand stopping her.
Dante stopped her from ripping the paper and now he look straight at her, and her amazing sky blue eyes. Stop thinking like that! She doesn't like you!
Fleur looked straight at his flawless green eyes. Stop thinking like that! He doesn't like you!
"Don't worry, no matter what happens we will all be behind you. No matter what."
"Thank you." said Fleur with a smile. She got up, and crossed the age line and dropped the piece of paper in the Goblet.
Dante was in a daze. She smiled at him… STOP! Why is she making like this? Not one other person did this to me!
At dinner a day before the the choosing, Fleur and the Olympians were eating. And James Potter came to Fleur and said this.
"Ms. Delcoure, the french aurors are here to take you to your parents…"
"They were attacked at their home."
"Are they okay?" asked Fleur fearful of what she might hear.
"They are okay, they are just injured. But you just need to come with me."
Fleur was about to come up and follow the man when Dante stopped her.
"Your credential please."
"I already checked, and besides it is none of your business."
"You know French aurors has 15 members in each squad. By the way you dress, you are a squad leader. Now where is the rest of your squad."
"I… um…"
He move quickly and throwing Fleur a ring. Out of instinct she caught it teleporting her away. But before he and the others portkey away the olympians stood up, and jump over the table grabbing on to the three men and portkeyed with them.
A/N Should Jacob be arrogant, stupid, or regretful? Tell me your opinion using the review, and I will write accordingly. Now I want to say, if you don't like the story stop reading! Nobody is forcing you. And to those who do enjoy it, thank you for the support, you have given me
If you read to the end thank you, for putting up with the errors that might have been there. And I will continue to read. PLEASE write reviews, and tell me how to make it better. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT!
