Flashback
Harry got out of his personal bathroom drying his hair.
A box on the dresser in the master bedroom had a note on it.
'An old family relic. Wear it on your bicep. There's good in evil but here's the evil in good.
Padfoot '
Harry picked it up and saw a metal armband and put it on his arm.
It snapped on and welded itself together and vanished into a tattoo of a flaming skull in front of a horseshoe.
'A new rider.' Said a calming voice in Harry's head.
"Who are you?" Harry said looking around.
'I'm your grandfather. Your many great's grandfather.' He said seeming happy.
"Which Potter are you?" Harry said looking at his tattoo.
'Your grandfather by adoption. Many Blacks have tried to use my powers but always are consumed by the power.' The man said a little at the memory.
"What makes me different?" Harry said earning a chuckle.
'You know what must be done. You know to stop the evil it needs to do what's necessary. The evil in the good.' He said 'smiling'.
"Ok what Powers do I have?" Harry said interested.
'Superhuman Strength sufficient to lift up to 25 tons.
Superhuman Stamina my energy that empowers you prevents your muscles from producing fatigue toxins during physical activities, granting you limitless superhuman stamina.
Superhuman Durability you are highly resistant to the point of being basically immune to all types of earthly physical damage,your entire skull can be destroyed and regenerated instantly without any discomfort, and only divine weapons (forged in Heaven) can harm you. This power makes you capable of withstanding great impact forces, temperature and pressure extremes, powerful energy blasts, and falls from great heights without sustaining injury. As you bodily tissues have been transformed, leaving only a skeleton, most projectiles such as bullets simply pass through you or bounce off your bones. Your body is for all intents immune to physical injury, as you are not able to feel pain and are able to survive with no apparent discomfort no matter how severe the injury (Unless a weapon forged from Heaven itself is used against you).
Regenerative Healing Factor of which I see you have on your self. Despite the invulnerability to conventional forms of injury, objects such as weapons forged in heaven can actually harm you to a certain extent. However, if your boy is damaged, the magical energies imbuing you allows you to instantly regenerate any and all damage done in either form, even to the point of fully regenerating lost limbs in moments, and regenerating your skull after it was destroyed in seconds without any discomfort or any evident pain.
Hellfire Manipulation, which i see a pyro in your head you'd enjoy this one. You possess the ability to generate, control, and project mystical fire, or "hellfire" at will. Hellfire is an ethereal and supernatural flame that burns the soul of a person and can also be used to burn their physical body. Those who can utilize this fire in various ways, including projecting it from their eyes, hands, mouth, or even channel it from their body into weapons, form walls of hellfire, and even summon mustang completely out of hellfire.'
"Who's mustang?"
'My familiar. He'll use your motorcycle as a body when you use my powers, now don't interrupt me.
You can also unleash hellfire in omnidirectional explosions that are incredibly powerful.
Mystical Chain Projection, my favorite. I wielded a mystical chain that is capable of growing in length, cutting through almost anything, and transforming into other weapons. I could also spew and project chains from my mouth or chest at will.'
"Cooool" Harry said
'Damn right it was. Mustang also has a few powers but he doesn't like people knowing them so let him be him.'
"Got yah. Hey what do they call you?" Harry said putting on his night clothes.
'Rider.'
End flashback
Harry was speeding to an attack on diagon alley.
Diagon Alley
The death eaters were destroying everything and Harry jumped off his motorcycle sending it into a crowd of death eaters.
"What is that thing!" A death eater screamed. "I don't know blast it."
Harry walked to the Death eaters who were firing curses at him and waved his finger at them. The curses were going right through him or ricochet off his body.
Harry grabbed their necks and hissed as their bodies went up in flames.
A killing curse bounced off his back and he turned around. Mustang ran them over.
"Roadkill." Harry said.
Harry saw the last of them trying to flee but a wall of hellfire blocked their path. "You won't take us alive." One said trying to be brave.
Harry chuckled and said "I don't plan to." A chain was summoned to his hand and went slamming into the one who said it.
The only one left was lucius Malfoy. He grabbed a necklace he had and screamed "ACTIVATE!"
He disappeared and Harry growled.
Harry whistled and mustang drove up. Harry got on and drove away.
Xenophiliu lovegood saw the seen and ran to his office to write the article for this.
Riddle Manor
Voldemort saw the horrified Lucius Malfoy appear and none of the others.
"Lucius, why are you here!? You were supposed to be leading the attack."
"No one left. All gone. It it gone." The blonde man stuttered
Next day
Albus read the article on this 'rider' that killed 30 death eaters without a wand. Albus was wondering which side he was on.
He killed without care but didn't harm the civilians. A hero would know not to draw blood but a villain would have harmed the civilians.
"Quite the mystery indeed."
Elsewhere
Harry woke up in a comfy bed. He felt a pillow on his chest and smelt something. ' cinnamon?'
He opened his eyes and saw a head of bushy brown hair snoring softly on his chest.
'Oh shit!'
'Boobs!'
It was Hermione, In her underwear! Harry looked around and saw he was in his black boxer-briefs.
'Please don't tell me we, we' 'had sex? No you didn't.' Riders voice said.
'Why am I here? Why am I in bed with Hermione? And why are we in our skivvies?!' Harry said frightened.
Rider sighed and said 'the first transformation is easier when you're with your loved one's. Well your case loved one. Don't worry she doesn't know you're the rider. She wanted to but I made sure not to.'
Harry's breathing steadied and and felt the almost purr coming from Hermione's snoring and the inviting warmth he's never known.
'It's called caring. Most take it for granted.' Rider said.
Harry wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.
After another hour Hermione woke up and smiled at Harry. He showed up when she was worrying about him and asked to spend the night with her. He was so warm we took off our clothes but he stopped me at the underwear. Any other 15 year old would definitely take advantage of this privilege.
Hermione shook him and he opened his eyes. "Morning Harry." Hermione said leaning on his chest.
"Morning kitten." Harry said wide awake. He had the best sleep of his life.
"Hey Hermione?" Harry said smiling.
"Yes Harry?"
"Your a really comfy blanket." Harry said.
'Really?' A voice in Harry's head said that wasn't rider.
Hermione retorted with "well you Sir are a marvelous pillow."
'I stand corrected.'
They laughed and then heard Emma calling Hermione. Harry jumped out the bed and snapped his fingers. His clothes were on and Harry kissed Hermione then jumped out the window.
She looked down and saw him sliding down the tree in her backyard.
Harry walked to the front door and knock.
"Harry, I wasn't expecting you to be here today. I didn't hear your motorcycle either?" Emma said looking around seeing the same bike from yesterday.
"Silencer switch. Magically infused part that silences the whole thing." Harry said earning a weird look from Emma.
"And that was not used before shaking the whole neighborhood yesterday, why?" Emma asked.
"Just having fun. Saw those kids messing with Hermione and wanted to show dominance."
"By breaking their ears?"
"Do you really think those idiots would go after Hermione when they see a guy on motorcycle willing to run them over just for breathing on them?"
"Point taken. Your very scary even without magic."
"Thank you. May I come in?" Harry asked.
"Of course Harry. Breakfast is in the kitchen. Hermione get down here."
Harry was sitting at the table when Hermione came down in denim shorts and a blue tank top. "Hi Harry. What are you doing here?"
"Drove around wanted to see you." Harry said taking a bite of his Belgian waffles.
"Well you want to go do something today then?" Hermione said smiling.
"Sure. Your mom makes great waffles have some." Harry said holding a fork full to Hermione's mouth.
She ate it and Emma laughed. "Don't let Dan see you too doing that. Harry lots of fathers don't like their daughter on the back of a motorcycle."
"Well I can't really use one of my family sports car's." Harry joked.
"Wait, Harry do you actually have" Hermione said but Harry put a fork full of hash browns in her mouth and said "not anymore. All buildings my family owned was destroyed by death eaters trying to kill me."
"Are you staying at your Aunt's house?" Hermione said worried.
"She is my mother's sister not my aunt. I refuse to acknowledge any one of them as my family, and no kitten I'm not. I'm living in 12 grimmauld place, my house." Harry said.
Hermione smiled and said "so that means Sirius gave you the house I'm assuming." "Yep. I get the title of Lord Black, the house, the family manor and the rest of the fortune."
"So that means Harry's a millionaire?" Emma said surprised.
"Billionaire. Potter is an old family and an old friend of Gringotts. 40 generations and the only wizards to fight with the goblins in the first gold gets some respect in there." Harry said sipping some orange juice.
"Well if that's the case I'm glad you dress like that Harry. Anybody with that much money shouldn't think they're above everyone else." Emma said leaving the room to get ready for work.
"So Harry I read the Quibbler and saw a flaming skeleton on a motorcycle kill 30 death eaters on the front page. You have fun last night?" Hermione said accusingly.
"Hermione you're one smart kitten. I'll show ya later."
Harry summoned a helmet with the hellfire and handed it to Hermione. "Impressive."
They got on the motorcycle and Hermione said "how fast is this thing?"
"300 mph not burning, but I'll drive slow." Harry said revving the engine.
Diagon Alley
Harry pulled up and saw Aroas examining the burn marks and the few remaining body's after what happened last night.
"Sweet Merlin Harry! How long did that fight last?" Hermione said low enough for Harry to hear.
"About five minutes." Harry said shrugging.
'4 minutes 47 seconds.'
'NEERRRDD!'
'Damn straight.'
Hermione dropped the topic and said "so what do you wanna do?"
"Well I've heard about amusement parks when I was a kid and wanted to go with you." Harry said smiling.
"That sounds fun. Maybe we could do a little book shopping too."
"Hermione wait till Saturday, you will probably not need to buy another book in a long while."
They drove into the parking lot and went in.
They got on every ride and Hermione got sick on one of them.
The bottle toss was rigged so Harry did what a normal person would do, beam the guy in the head and took a prize when he was unconscious.
They went on the ferris wheel and kissed at the top.
Chapter finished
Next is the will reading.
And people, keep your dicks in your pants and out of the comment section please.
I said Sirius taught him how to last summer.
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