CHAPTER 6
ENEMIES MEET.
HARRY, ABERFORTH.
It was still dark at the Hogwarts castle grounds. Morning had almost arrived but the sun had yet to reveal itself. The halls and common rooms were all decorated with pumpkins, skeletons and other Halloween decorations. The month of October had arrived weeks before and the festival was just around the corner. Almost two month had passed since the beginning of term.
All the students and staff were asleep. Except for one old wizard. He walked now at a quickened pace as he headed up the moving stairs cases. His wand was lit to guide his path to the fat lady in the portrait.
After muttering the password he made his way into the Gryffindor common room. The fire was still burning as he walked past it into the head boy's room. He made his way quickly threw the sitting room and up the small steps that led into the master bedroom. The lights were out and Fawkes made his show of disapproval at being woken up at this hour as he glared at the old wizard.
The head boy lay asleep in his bed. His wand was held tightly in his hand even as he dreamed. The old wizard walked straight up to the sleeping young man as he turned on all the lights in the bedroom.
"Harry my boy! Wake up! Get out of that bed immediately! Your presence is required at the ministry and there is no time to spare!" Aberforth shouted loud enough to make Harry sit up fast in his bed with wand pointed at the old wizard.
"Damn...! Shit you scared the hell out of me professor! What is this about now? Ministry what?" Harry asked as he lowered his wand and yawned.
"There will be time for an explanation as you get dressed. And wear something you can move around in. You won't be needing your school robed today I should think." Aberforth said as he opened Harry's closet looking threw his clothes.
Harry shook his head and reluctantly got out of his bed. He gently put his arm on Aberforth's shoulder to move him aside.
"Do you mind? I think I can find my clothes faster." Harry said as he stretched. He removed a black trench jacket with a dark colored cotton shit to wear underneath. Also he picked up some black leather gloves as it was getting cold out this time of year. He laid the clothes out and went to the shower and washed. After he was finished and dressed he grabbed his wand and walked to the sitting room to meet the professor.
Aberforth was standing by the fire wand in hand while drumming his fingers impatiently on the top of the fireplace. He looked up at Harry and rolled his eyes.
"You would think the whole not having time to spare comment would get you moving a little faster Potter. Come along now we must get going." He said as he walked up to Harry.
"It 5 o clock in the morning…..Sorry if I'm not whistling a merry tune as I skip into my clothes sir. Now where exactly are we going and why?" Harry said annoyed at being awake and not knowing the reason.
"I'm not entirely sure myself Harry but the minister will explain everything in detail I'm sure. He sent me his patronus only moments before I woke you. He is waiting for us in his office at the ministry. We better get going." Aberforth said as he held out his arm for Harry to grab onto.
Harry sighed and nodded. He grabbed Aberforth's arm and the apparated out of the room and Hogwarts. They landed with a thump across the street from the ministries secret location. Walking into a public restroom nearby they each went into a stall separately and flushed themselves.
Moments later they each appeared in the ministries main lobby. Hardly anyone was here yet as it was still early. Aberforth walked quickly as Harry followed still rubbing the sleep out his eye. Harry was familiar with the route they were taking towards the elevators. They stood in one now as it lifted them to the level where Kingsley Shacklebolt was waiting for them in his office.
"I hope we are going to get some breakfast eventually sir. I can't focus on an empty stomach." Harry said in a tired voice as he leaned against the elevator wall.
"Oh that's lovely….. And when your staring death in the eye at the hands of your enemies hopefully one of them will have a muffin and some coffee for you before you get destroyed. Now get off it I'm sure there is refreshments around here somewhere." Aberforth said looking at Harry out the corner of his eye.
Harry laughed at his sarcasm and nodded as he held up his hands in a peace offering. They got off the elevator now and walked quickly to the minister's office which was left open. The light was on and they could hear Kingsley talking to someone else in the room.
As they entered the minister stood up to greet them and his guest as well. It was John Dawlish. One of the ranking and few members left of the Auror department. They all shook hands and said their hello's. Then the minister motioned for everyone to take a seat.
"I'm glad you all made it here as quickly as you have. I do apologize for summoning you at such an odd hour. But I have just received disappointing reports from Dawlish here involving some of our not so favorite Death Eaters we presumed dead. There has been several sighting of Roldolphus and Rabastan Lestrange the past two days. Now I'm not sure if you were aware but no bodies had been recovered at the scene after Voldemorts defeat. We had no reason to believe either had survived." Kingsley said in his deep voice.
"Even worse is the fact they were seen with a tall man with a twisted looking face and beard. It seems Antonin Dolohov might be with them as well. He fled the scene shortly after being injured by Professor Flitwick. We have been hunting him down ever since."
Harry listened with disgust. He remembered all three men well. Antonin Dolohov especially. He was the very same death eater who almost fatally wounded Hermione during the Battle at the Department of Mysteries and killed Lupin during the battle of Hogwarts. He was probably one of the most skilled followers that Voldemort had.
"Harry?" Kingsley asked with a smile. "I'm told you are doing remarkable in your training. Well ahead of expectations. Would you agree with Aberforth's assessment?" The minister asked kindly.
"He said that?" Harry said surprised. "Here I thought we annoyed each other."
"Oh put a sock in it Potter. You know very well you are performing greatly. Don't think I'm going to praise and worship your every feat. Minister Harry had exceeded expectations to say the least." The professor said with pride.
"Excellent excellent Potter. Your success has everything to do with you being at this meeting now as we speak. You see Harry….I have a mission for you." Kingsley said in a lowered voice. His smile faded and he became serious.
"We have reason to believe Dolohov might have been at Malfoy manor recently. Several times actually but we have no solid evidence. Also the Lestrange brothers most likely have evaded us for so long with the use of polyjuice potion. The largest supplier of this potion is Mr. Borgin at Borgin and Burkes in Knockturn Alley." The minister said.
Harry was no longer sleepy. He sat up straight and listened carefully to Kingsley's every word. This was a real mission and his first as an Auror. He tried not to look too excited at the chance to deal with the Death eaters once and for all.
"Now Harry as well as you has performed in your training I still can't with good judgment send you into harm's way not fully prepared. For this reason alone I am asking you to report to knockturn alley and question Mr. Borgin only and then return here. Aberforth I want you and Dawlish to go to Malfoy manor and question Lucius and Narcissa about the Death eaters in question. Should you encounter either of these Death eaters during your task attempt to apprehend them at once." The minister said.
"But Minister I think I would be of greater use at Malfoy manor with Aberforth! Don't you think if they are there it would be wise to send as many of us as possible. What if Lucius turns on us again and joins them in an attack? I should be there." Harry pleaded.
Kingsley thought this over deeply as he glanced between Aberforth and Dawlish. After a few moments he responded.
"Harry you make an excellent point. Dawlish and Aberforth are expert duelist though and can handle almost anything thrown at them. However to be safe after you gather your findings at Borgin and Burkes you may meet them at Malfoy manor immediately. But remember Harry. Concealment and Disguise along with Stealth and Tracking. These are very much part of our job's as much as dueling. Be careful. I assume you have that famous cloak of yours with you?" Kingsley asked.
"Of course, I always keep it with me sir." Harry replied.
"Very good. It won't do having you with your famous face walking threw knockturn alley so openly. Also if you are going to be on official auror business today you will need these." Kingsley said as he handed Harry a bundle.
It contained an official badge of the department of magical enforcement with Harry's name engraved in it with the title Auror above it. Also there was a dark grey leather type material vest. It seemed an armor of sorts but was very light.
"What's this?" Harry asked curiously.
"Just a bit of extra protection. It is resistant to basic curses and spells. But don't take that as a reason not to dodge an attack. It's always best to block than rely on equipment." Kingsley said to Harry.
Harry nodded in agreement and took the bundle. He put the vest over his cotton shirt right away and slid his badge onto the front of it. After throwing his trench coat back over these he sat back down.
"Minister….You failed to mention the course of action should we find these men and they don't how shall I put it? Come quietly?" Aberforth said as he stood up ready to depart.
Kingsley stood up now as did the rest of the group. He stared them all in the eye with a look of seriousness.
"Dead or alive gentleman…."
SHRIEKING SHACK
The Dark wizard lay in his bed. He was completely nude as well as the beautiful witch Raven who lay asleep in his arms. They had spent most of the night rolling around the bed and wildly entering each others bodies in the bedroom. He could still taste her inside his mouth. The sweet taste of passionate sex was like none other. He stroked her breast at the nipple as she breathed softly on her pillow next to him.
Make no mistake here. This man did not love this woman in the slightest. Their relationship was strictly professional and they just so happened to fuck like jack rabbits every so often. More often than not. Last night's escapade started when they were arguing over his mission this very day.
Fang had reported to him that several Death Eaters very close to Voldemort were spotted in London the past few days. Two of them fang watched himself walking through Knockturn Alley. It was meant to be a gee whiz info type of conversation. But no one had expected the dark master to react to violently at the news.
He had harbored a hate for Voldemort most his young life. The fact that Riddle had risen so greatly over his grandfather's legend was bad enough. But when the son of a bitch murdered Gellert Grindelwald in his own cell that sealed the deal. He would kill him himself. Until…. Potter got to him first.
Now here were three of Voldemorts lieutenants walking around London. What better way to take out his anger? These fools needed a lesson taught to them by a true dark lord. And he announced this to his friends much to their disapproval.
"We must stay focused at the task at hand my lord! The wand and then the other hallows first. Then we can hunt down these Death Eaters. Potter is so close to us now I can feel it. It is only a matter of time before an opening will reveal itself. Be patient master!" Fang tried to reason.
But the dark wizard would have none of it. He dismissed his friend from his sight and his sister as well. The room shook at his fury and dust fell from the ceiling. The wizards own power was hard to measure. Even by him. He had studied deeply his grandfather's spell books and writings. Mastering the theory of the dark arts at such a young age. He was able to perform magic with no wand at all at times. And never needing to utter a single spell. Many had already been slain by him for one reason or another. But never murder. He always had good reason to kill as he had a sense of honor in his duels. He once again gestured for Raven to leave with her brother.
Raven however didn't leave as commanded. She stayed and argued defiantly much to his dismay. He almost destroyed her right there and then. Until she let her dress slip off revealing he perfect breast and stomach. She had only a small dark patch of hair over her pelvic area as she groomed well for her master. She then fell to her knees in front of him promising such erotic joys if he would just consider abandoning his thirst for vengeance until after the wand was theirs.
And naturally he allowed these joys to commence at once and all night. But he knew he was going on his mission today regardless. To hell with the Raven and Fang. They would have to get over it. Besides what were they going to do? Stop him? He laughed at this thought.
He got up out his bed now leaving Raven sleeping. The Asian beauty slept peacefully as she lay naked on his sheets. The dark wizard put his chain bearing his grandfathers mark on it around his neck. He got dressed in an all black sleeveless shirt pulling an even darker black hooded robe over this with a red interior lining. His stubbly face he left unshaven. His dark long hair rested on his broad shoulders. Eyes like ice.
He would have to grab a bite to eat at the inn up the street quietly and unnoticed. Then he would head to where he knew two of his targets would be today.
Knockturn Alley.
Hermione
Hermione had a rough month at Hogwarts. Ron and she were hardly talking ever since his hickey episode. The truth was never revealed. They were still together per say but barely. The trust was fractured and neither seemed willing to budge for the other. Then her classes were also getting really difficult. She was attempting to get a NEWT in every subject. Add the prefect responsibilities into it and life was hell.
Then there was Harry. He had been such a blessing this year. He was always inviting her to his room to study and talk about their days and problems. He had matured into such a caring young man she thought. He was a true friend indeed. Also his lessons with her had really helped him. He was using non verbal magic with much skill. She was proud of him.
They had managed to avoid further pelvic grinding since that first night of studying privately. And thankfully Ginny seemed to have relaxed and accepted their friendship. Hermione however still had her moments with Harry. She would catch him staring at her in such a way that gave her goose bumps. They would accidentally brush against each other in the hall or common room. He would sometimes grab her hand or hug her goodnight with such passion. She enjoyed these moments but never brought them to center stage with him.
And now as she sat at breakfast in the great hall she noticed how she missed his company. Where was he anyway? Hermione looked around casually for his familiar face to walk in any moment. When he never did and breakfast was finishing she sadly gathered her books and went to class. Ron was walking with her but involved in a quidditch discussion with Dean. They had won their first match with Hufflepuff a few days before and Ron still wouldn't shut up about it.
"Yea and don't forget how many blocked goals I had mate! Bloody good game. I'm telling ya were going to get the cup again for sure." Ron was bragging to Dean who smiled and agreed. "What do you say we head to Hogsmeade later on? I need more err chocolate frogs." Ron asked dean quietly.
Hermione listened in quietly. If Ron was going into Hogsmeade again today she would definitely follow. It would be her chance to catch him doing whatever it was he had been hiding.
"I can't Ron sorry. I promised Luna I would help her decipher some codes in her new Quibbler magazine. Can't back out now mate." Dean said with a smile.
"You and Luna huh? Makes sense I guess." Ron said shrugging. "At least you actually enjoy each others company." He whispered to dean motioning with his head at Hermione.
"I swear sometimes I feel like I'm dating my mother! And she must be a prude. Can't get past a snog with her." Ron added quietly.
Dean frowned at Ron's bashing of Hermione but didn't reply. He just shrugged and kept walking quietly with Ron to his class. Hermione walked sadly ahead of them. She had heard everything he said. Taking in a deep breath she walked calmly to her double potions class she normally shared with Harry. She wished her were here.
No matter. As soon as class ended she would secretly follow Ron and find out what had him visiting Hogsmeade so often. It sure as hell wasn't chocolate frogs. What a shitty day this was going to be she told herself with a frown.
'I'll have to get there before he does to make sure he doesn't spot me following him.' She thought to herself. What she would give for Harry's cloak now. They parted ways as Ron and Dean went to transfiguration and Hermione to her class.
Hermione was about to walk into her class when she saw Headmistress McGonagall walking down the hall. She decided to have a word with her quickly.
"Headmistress? Ma'am? Can I talk to you really quick?" Hermione called out to her.
"What can I do for you Miss Granger?" McGonagall replied with a smile.
"Well it's just I haven't seen Harry all morning. And he isn't in class. Do you know where he is?" Hermione asked.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about Harry today. He is with Aberforth to my understanding and excused from classes today. I'm sure he will turn up later today perfectly fine." McGonagall replied.
"He is with Aberforth? That doesn't make me feel any better…." Hermione said raising an eyebrow.
"Come now Miss Granger. The professor wouldn't leave Harry's side for a moment. I'm sure where ever they are all is well. Go on to class now before you are late. I can't have my prefects being tardy. Shoo shoo." The head mistress whispered.
"But ma'am…." Hermione started but was cut off again by McGonagall.
"Like I said Miss Granger Harry is with Aberforth. He is in good hands now get going now."
Hermione gave up and walked sadly to class alone. It seemed she wouldn't have her favorite friend to talk to today at all. She thought about Harry being gone with Aberforth. He must have left really early. She worried for him. Where were they now and was everything ok?
Aberforth
Malfoy Manor dominated the view in front of the pair of Wizards as they traveled quietly towards it as the sun rose above the clouds. The light reflected of the many grand windows on the mansion. Aberforth and Dawlish had been watching the area for the past hour. Not seeing any signs of movement they decided to move closer to the home. They wore their cloaks over them and moved concealed off the side of the main road leading to the gates.
"So do we knock like the perfect guest? Or hop the fence?" Dawlish asked his companion.
"Good question…. I'll knock and you jump the fence. No point in letting them know there is two of us just yet. If any of our targets are here they will be more likely to reveal themselves to one of us." Aberforth whispered as he leaned against a tree. "Ah my bones ache. I'm getting to old for this."
"Nonsense old man you were always brilliant at investigations. Besides no one really knows you are an auror now do they? You might not have to do more than talk today. Hopefully." Dawlish said as they made their way closer to the gates.
"I wouldn't call myself an auror per say old friend. More like an outside adviser. Harry now? He is your future. That boy has a heart of a lion. When I'm done with him you won't need me any longer." Aberforth said to his friend.
Knowing Harry he was most likely finding some breakfast in Diagon Alley on his way to Borgin and Burkes. Maybe they should have stuck together after all? Too late now Aberforth thought to himself. He saw a light turn on near the lower level of the mansion.
"Our hosts have awaken it seems. Shall we?" He asked Dawlish. The bigger wizard nodded as he surveyed the gates. Dawlish then leaped up and disappeared over the wall as Aberforth walked at a calm pace up to the gates.
He rang the bell and waited. After a few minutes the gates slowly creaked open allowing the visitor to walk up to the mansion doors. Dumbledore walked casually to the entrance and after lighting his pipe with his wand he knocked three times loudly on the door.
Minutes went by as Aberforth blew smoke rings and then blew small quaffle smoke balls threw them. Finally the doors opened and Narcissa Malfoy looked at Aberforth surprised.
"Yes? May I help you sir?" She said with a snotty voice. She gave Aberforth a look up and down and held her chin high.
"Good morning Mrs. Malfoy. Aberforth Dumbledore." He said with a slight bow. "I am here on official ministry business. May I come in?" He said as politely as possible.
"What business does the ministry have with us now? We live in peace and don't bother anyone! What else must we do?" She spat at him rudely.
"Now Narcissa that is no way to treat a guest. Especially one as esteemed as Aberforth here." Lucius said as he walked up from behind his wife. "You will have to forgive her Mr. Dumbledore she has been under a bit of stress these days." Lucius whispered as he allowed Aberforth in. He glanced around the front of his property cautiously before closing the doors behind them.
They walked through that grand foyer and down a long hallway into a dimly lit sitting room. Lucius offered the old wizard a seat and sat opposite him. He motioned for Narcissa to ask the house elf to fetch them their drinks.
"Now Aberforth…What can I do for you this morning?" Lucius asked as he took his hot tea from the elf.
"As I told your wife. I'm here on official ministry business. We have reports that Dolohov, as well as Roldolphus and Rabastan Lestrange have been seen recently in London and other parts of England. Given their past relationship with you it would seem wise to at least ask what you know of this rumor. Any co operation would be helpful in establishing your standing with the ministry." Aberforth said as he played with his pipe in his hand.
"I can assure you any news of my old acquaintances and their whereabouts is news to me Aberforth. Why did the minister send you I wonder?" Lucius said curiously.
"No one else wanted to come." Aberforth said laughing and slapping his knee.
Lucius frowned at his joke and Aberforth stopped laughing immediately.
"I'm only kidding Lucius lighten up. I wouldn't worry about why I'm here but worry about what or whom I might find. Do you mind if I look around?" Aberforth said as he stood up and walked out the room. Lucius jumped up quickly.
"What's the rush? You haven't even touched your tea." He said as he ran up alongside Aberforth and followed him down the hall. "I doubt my wife would allow you to waltz all over our home. Not to mention I would mind it very much myself." Lucius said nervously.
"I'm more of a whiskey drinker myself….." Aberforth mumbled as he glanced at the tea.
"You seem anxious Lucius? Everything ok?" Aberforth said as he stared at Lucius in his eye.
Lucius glanced up at the ceiling slowly and kept staring up at it before looking back down at Dumbledore. He glared at Aberforth for a second before looking back up.
"Everything is fine sir. I just don't like anyone walking around my home without notice. Why don't we walk to the den? I have some wonderful artifacts you might enjoy." Lucius said as he began to sweat from his forehead slightly.
Aberforth followed Lucius's gaze at the ceiling now. He understood the blonde wizard's obvious gesture and warning as he nodded silently at him. Lucius nodded back and swallowed the rest of his tea in one gulp nervously.
"Ah that sounds splendid, lead the way." Aberforth said as he slowly pulled out his wand from under his cloak. Someone was upstairs. He silently sent his patronus to Dawlish outside to warn him.
Luscious saw this movement and lowered his head and sighed. He stepped aside as Aberforth quietly moved towards the stairwell. The old wizard took a deep breath as he looked up the long flight of stairs. He let out his breath and began to climb …
HARRY
Diagon Alley was surprisingly busy at this early hour. The sun had already come out and shops were open for business. Harry had just bought himself a breakfast burrito on the way here and was heading down the path between shops to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to visit George.
The joke shop was open and had a few customers already. Harry had his invisibility cloak on over him as he navigated in between shoppers near the store. He quietly walked in and waited in a corner until the shoppers left. Only now did he remove his cloak and coughed to catch George's attention.
"Holy hell Harry! You gave me a scare mate. What ya doing this far from Hogwarts?" George asked as he shook Harry's hand and patted his back.
"Long story George, but while I was here I thought I would drop by and check on you. How business?" Harry said as he poked around all the gadgets.
"It's ok I guess… I'm making money. Good money at that. Hopefully dad won't have to work if this keeps up. How's Ron huh?" George asked.
"Ron is err… Still sort of withdrawn from everything. Not much changed their I'm afraid." Harry said sadly.
George nodded seriously. "Still you know?" George asked as he made a gesture with his hands chugging a bottle.
"Yea so I'm told. Hermione isn't too happy but things could be worse I guess. George not to change the subject or anything. I'm actually here for a reason. Have you noticed any new or strange people coming by here the last few weeks? Not here in your shop but threw Diagon Alley in general? Harry asked.
"Now that you mention it…..no. Sorry mate. I don't get out the shop to often anyway. Got to work alone mainly…..yea. Hey Harry feel free to stick around today if you like. Lee Jordan with be by this afternoon. We can catch up what you say? George asked.
"Sorry George I can't. I need to get going. Ministry stuff I'll explain sometime later. Take care of yourself. Oh yea I wasn't here today." Harry said with a wink. George nodded with a smile and waved.
Harry threw his cloak back on and disappeared from the shop. As he walked towards Knockturn Alley he thought about his mission. He wanted to get through this interview of Mr. Borgin over with so he could be with Aberforth. He didn't want to miss his chance of getting revenge on Dolohov. Harry walked impatiently and cautiously down the steps that led to the darker Alley where Borgin and Burkes was located.
Here foul looking wizards walked here and there. Some argued over lost bets and gambling debts. Harry steered clear of them as he made his way to his destination. The shop was open but no one was inside shopping. Harry stood across the street from it and watched as Mr. Borgin rummaged around. What kind of question should he ask? Well I can't walk in there and ask where the Lestrange brothers are now can I? Harry thought to himself.
"Fuck it, I'm going in." Harry mumbled out loud as he walked at a fast pace into the store. He closed the door behind him with a bang. Looked up surprised. Not seeing anyone in front of him he mumbled a few curse words and headed to re open the door. Harry quietly stepped aside and let the shop owner open it as he watched amused.
Once had his back to him Harry removed his cloak. The owner turned around still muttering under his breath as he caught sight of Harry standing there. He jumped back with a cry and reached for his wand. Before he made it half way Harry pointed his own and with a flick of the wrist Mr. Borgin's wand went flying out his hand and across the floor.
"Now why would you want to go doing a thing like that?" Harry asked glaring at him. "Have a seat, there's a few question you need to answer and make it quick. I'm not feeling very patient today." Harry said in a serious voice as he pointed his wand at the man's face.
"Who do you think you are walking into my shop like this? You have some nerve Potter! When the ministry hears what….."
"I am with the ministry idiot!" Harry said as he moved his trench coat open to reveal his badge. "Now have a seat sir unless you prefer to have this discussion in the minister's office?" He added with a grin.
Mr. Borkin grunted his disgust with the situation and made his way to his stool. He sat down loudly and crossed his arms.
"What do you want with me then? I have a permit for all these items so you're wasting your time." The shop keep said defiantly.
"Sold much polyjuice potion these days? I bet you're about out of your supply by now huh?" Harry asked.
Mr. Borgin's eyes widened slightly and he frowned.
"I do ok I guess. What of it?" He growled at Harry.
"Who have you been selling it too Mr. Borgin? Don't lie to me. I have my ways of finding the truth…" Harry said as he thought of his old lessons with Snape.
"I sell to everyone and anyone who needs it. I'm not frightened by you Potter. You can hide behind that badge all you want. In different circumstances you would be finished!" he spat out.
"What would you have done? Beat me off with your mop? Or have you forgotten I disarmed you minutes ago? Don't waste my time sir. You know why I'm here. Where are the Lestrange brother's and what are they up too?" Harry yelled.
The owner laughed and he rocked back in his chair." Funny you ask Potter. They would probably ask the same question about you. Of course if you really want to know why don't you ask them yourself?" He said with a grin as he continued laughing.
Harry felt the hair stand up on the back of his neck as the draft of air hit it. The front door had opened quietly behind him. He slowly turned his head around as the two figures walked in behind him.
Rabastan walked in first with a dark brown over coat and an overgrown beard. He had dark circles under his eyes and glared at Harry. Roldolphus followed with his shorter hair and beard looking just as bad. His clothes looked worn with a few tears here and there. Both brothers stood there as they took in the scene in front of them with amusement.
"You have got to be joking?" Laughed Roldolphus. "Here we are raking our brains trying to figure out how to get to you Potter and you come to us. How bloody sad is that?" He said with an evil laugh.
Rabastan stood silent as he watched potter and studied his appearance. He caught the Glimmer of the credentials on Harry's vest.
"He is with the ministry! Look at his badge!" Rabastan said to his brother.
"Is that right Potter?" Roldolphus said as he looked at Harry's badge. The brothers looked behind them out the door and around the shop as if waiting for other auror's to appear.
Great this is perfect Harry thought. They send Aberforth and Dawlish to Malfoy manor and me here to keep me out the action and two of the assholes walk in. He had to think fast. They were blocking his path so the only way out was threw them. Mr. Borgin was still behind him but Harry couldn't afford to keep his back to him long. While the brothers were distracted looking around Harry quickly turned around and stunned the shop owner with such speed he didn't even have time to look up.
Rabastan turned around quickly now pointing his wand at Harry who already had his pointed back. The two brothers stood glaring at Harry as they faced off. Neither made a move. Harry was focusing his mind trying to figure out how he would get out of this mess in one piece. And perhaps even catching both of them in the process. After what seemed like ages Rabastan finally laughed.
"Dear god…..You're here alone aren't you?" He looked around one last time before he laughed again to his brother. "The fools send Potter here by himself Roldolphus. We have him cornered. How utterly pathetic." He said with a grin.
"I think it's you who are cornered. Drop your wands and I might let you live to rot in Azkaban!" Harry said with his own grin.
"Well I will admit you got guts boy, but save the heroic speech for someone who gives a shit. You will pay for what you did to Voldemort and I'll have fun with your Weasley blood traitor friends when I'm threw with you Potter! Rabastan yelled as he shouted out his killing curse.
Harry was ready and surprised himself at the ease in which he dodged it. He quickly threw up a shielding spell between him and the brothers and ducked down just in case one of their curses made it through. And sure enough a green flash penetrated the shield above him only moments after he ducked.
Harry focused his mind and swirled his wand in a circular motion above his head over and over as a small whirlwind of flames surrounded him and grew larger with each circle he turned around himself in the air. The brothers were forced to retreat backwards as the heat of the flame reached them.
Harry then held his wand into his chest and then released it forward in a quick thrust. The brothers were thrown backwards threw the glass windows of the shop as the explosion from the spell shot them and everything else between Harry and the entrance into the street outside. The back lash of the explosion sent Harry flying forward as well towards where the entrance used to be.
Harry was lying on the ground with broken pieces of glass around him as the smoke from the blast was blown away with the outside wind. Roldolphus walked towards him limping. He had lost his wand in the attack and was looking for it when he spotted Harry. He rushed forward and Punched Harry right in the forehead on his scar as if this was supposed to hurt extra. Blood immediately flowed down Harry's face.
Harry grunted in pain but otherwise was still ready to fight. He grabbed a piece of broken glass and stabbed it into Roldolphus knee breaking through the skin deeply. He then kicked the man in the same knee as he rolled backward and back up onto his feet.
Harry stood above the ex husband of Bellatrix. He was about to cast his spell when Rabastan came charging out of nowhere.
"AVADA KEDAVRA" He shouted as the flash of green light shot out at Harry.
At the same moment Harry shot his disarming spell. The two attacks collided and locked momentarily as Harry fought to push his forward.
"Kill him now Roldolphus hurry!" Rabastan shouted as he pushed his spell back at Harry.
Roldolphus quickly looked around for his wand. Spotting it only a few feet away he crawled to it and grabbed it swiftly. He laughed loudly making an evil sound. Harry couldn't turn to block his attack. Doing so would allow his brothers killing curse to destroy him. It would all be over soon enough.
Roldolphus pointed his wand and the horrified Harry and smiled. "Checkmate Potter…."
And then Roldolphus went flying backwards as a deafening bang cracked threw the air. He body slammed into a building almost twenty feet away. He had red bolts of what looked like electricity still swarming around his body as he convulsed in pain on the ground before finally coming to a stop and laid there motionless.
Harry and Rabastan both released their spells against each other as they looked to see what happened to Roldolphus. Harry's glasses had fallen off and he could barely make out the scene before him. Rabastan however saw perfectly. A tall young man stood near where his brother had been kneeling only a moment before. He wore a jet black robe that was red on the inside as it flowed behind him with the wind. His dark long hair flowed with the auror of magic that surrounded him. The young man was looking at his brother's now lifeless body lying on the ground across the street. He turned slowly to face Rabastan. The cold ice like blue eyes glared at him with such rage it made a chill flow through Rabastan as he locked eyes with the Dark Wizard…
