'Disclaimer: this work borrows from the world of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter books; some plot elements, characters, and concepts are hers.

Chapter 9: Chop chop!

Remus Lupin, Bruce Lovegood and Arthur Weasley were sitting in a conference room in Bruce's underground complex.

This was not just any conference room; this was the most secure room in Bruce's basement. Bruce's basement was more secure than Gringotts wizarding bank or Hogwarts, which were considered to be the two most secure locations, is Europe.

Remus was reporting to his superior, but had not expected to see the commander of the European theater at the meeting, though he did understand why Arthur had an interest in this.

"Remus, what's the status of your latest recruiting mission?" Bruce asked.

"Well, Fred and George Weasley have agreed to put their considerable talents to work for the Department on two conditions." Remus stated cautiously.

"What were those?" Arthur asked. He had expected the twins to want to remain at their shop, but had figured that would be the only stipulation.

"They want to remain at their shop, using it as a front while they invent for us, and they want to be able to give prototypes of any inventions that they come up with to Harry Potter, and help him in any other way they can, barring directly compromising Department information."

Bruce frowned and looked between Arthur and Remus.

"I've never met the boy, but I have some reservations about those terms." He stated.

"I can understand that"

Arthur said. "I have met Harry, and I think we could make a good operative out of him when the time comes, but I think he has a little bit of growing up to do."

He turned to Remus "Tell the twins that they are welcome to help Harry, but to be careful what inventions they give him, and all information they give him must be approved first." Remus and Bruce both nodded, that would work.

"Arthur, this morning there was a mass jailbreak from Azkaban. Every death eater in the place is gone, and a lot who weren't death eaters." Bruce stated quietly. Arthur nodded. "I know. I heard about it at the ministry today"

Arthur sighed. "That's part of why I want the twins to help Harry. I don't know of I buy the whole prophecy thing, but Voldemort does, and if we can keep Harry alive it will keep Voldemort distracted while the Department ramps up recruiting to deal with him. Of course it would be nice if the ministry would do it's job and enforce the law rather than leave that to us, the intelligence organization!" he said, frustration apparent in his voice.

There was a chime, and a crystal mounted on the wall next to the door glowed brightly for a moment. Bruce pointed his wand at the crystal, and an image was projected out of the crystal, showing them what was on the other side of the wall. With a tap of the crystal, a door opened and Arabella Figg stepped out.

"There was an attack on Privet Drive." She said hastily. "Harry Potter is missing."


Amelia Bones had had a long day.

She had been quietly organizing an investigation as to whether or not Voldemort had really returned from the dead when the news about Azkaban came in.

Nearly fifty convicted Death Eaters had escaped, along with about a hundred more prisoners.

On the whole today had been a headache, and it was her headache since she was the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Bones sighed as she walked in the front door of her home in London.

"I need a vacation" she muttered to herself.

She walked into the living room, and kicked her shoes off before flopping down on the couch.

"Of course Fudge would blame me for the breakout at Azkaban, you'd think he would remember that I requested additional funding two years ago so that I could increase security there, but admitting that he had denied that request would make him look bad." She grumbled to herself, and sighed again.

"Can't there be some good news for once?"

Just then her front door exploded, and five figured robed in black, and wearing white masks strode through the hole where it had been.


"Hey Jake, how'd you know who I was talking about when I mentioned Bella?" Harry asked, frowning.

"Well, I knew my biological mother's name was Bellatrix, but that she went by Bella. I also knew she worked for a terrorist organization here in the UK, and that I was taken from her after being born in prison, and I had just seen a hit-and-run attack by a terrorist group that you tell me is based in the UK." Jake shrugged. "I guess you mentioning her name made it all come together"

Jake looked at Dobby, and raised an eyebrow. "Friend of yours?" he asked.

Harry nodded "Jake, this is my friend, Dobby, he is a house elf. Dobby, this is Jake." He said.

Dobby's eyes filled with tears as he looked at Harry. "Harry Potter sir is Dobby's friend? Dobby is honored."

Harry smiled. "Dobby, can you transport people with you when you travel magically?"

Dobby nodded and grinned. "Oh yes Harry Potter sir! Dobby is taking you wherever you need to go!" Harry nodded. "Can you take us to Madam Bone's house? We need to get some aurors to dispel the dark mark."

Dobby nodded, and took Harry and Jake's hands. The three disappeared with a crack.


Amelia Bones had put up a good fight, but it was over before it ever really started, she was outnumbered and taken by surprise.

She swore as her wand arm was hit by a blasting charm, causing the bone to splinter.

Her wand dropped from her useless hand, as she bit back a cry of pain.

One of the black robed figures stepped forward, and lifted the mask covering his face.

"Director Bones" Lucius Malfoy said in his smooth voice. "I just dropped by to congratulate you on successfully organizing the prosecution at my trial." He said so pleasantly that anyone listening would have thought they were having tea in a garden. "Crucio."

Madam Bones screamed as she dropped to the ground in convulsions from the cruciatus curse.

In fact, it was her screams that proved to be the undoing of her attackers.

They drowned out the soft crack as two teenage boys and a house elf appeared on the walk in front of the house.

Harry took in the scene in front of him, and something deep inside him snapped.

Five of the now familiar black robed figures were watching silently as a fifth tortured one of the few honest members of the Ministry of Magic.

All of the sadness and guilt he had been feeling was replaced with an icy rage burning in his soul.

Too much innocent blood had been spilled already today, he'd cheerfully go to Azkaban, and then hell if need be to stop any more.

Harry stepped forward, drawing his silver katana silently, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jacob doing the same.

They both knew what was happening, and there was no way in hell they were going to stand by and watch it happen.

Harry went to the death eater on the left, and Jacob went to the right.

One of the death eaters whirled when he saw the comrade to his right fall to the ground, but the flash of Jacob's katana sweeping towards him was the last thing he saw.

The remaining two whirled, but that was all they had time to do, since Harry was right behind them by that time.

Lucius Malfoy turned, quickly, pointing his wand at Harry, and took in his four fallen comrades.

"Avada Ke-" Malfoy's spell was interrupted by a sickening crunch as Dobby crushed his kneecap with a golf club.

"Bad Malfoy!" Dobby squeaked as the golf club smashed Malfoy's wand hand.

"Bad Malfoy!" He raised his arm just in time to have the golf club smash into it, breaking his forearm.

"What the hell?" Harry asked in shock.

Jacob shook his head, grinning. "That, my friend, is a 3 wood I believe." He raised an eyebrow. "Should we stop him?"

The small house elf was still beating Malfoy with the golf club, squeaking "Bad Malfoy!" with every blow.

Harry nodded. "He may have some information that we need." He said, and stepped forward. "Dobby, stop." He ordered "We need to find out what he knows."

Dobby nodded, his ears drooping. He whacked himself in the foot with the golf club. "Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!" he squeaked.

Harry grabbed the golf club. "Dobby stop it!" he snapped. "You haven't done anything wrong, Malfoy deserved that, and much, much more." Harry sighed. "I want to find out what he knows, Dobby, do you understand?"

Dobby nodded. "Good, now do you know what a pensieve is?"

"Oh yes Harry Potter sir, Dobby knows what a pensieve is! Professor Dumblydore has one!" Harry nodded. "I have a pensieve in my house, and there is a little orb in it. Please bring me the pensieve and the orb, but don't touch the orb."

Dobby nodded and disappeared with a crack

Harry grabbed Malfoy's wand, and summoned the wands of the other Death Eaters.

He knew that the ministry tracked underage magic based on proximity, and a charm on the student's wand that would alert them if a spell was cast, since he was not at home, and not using his own wand, he figured he could cast magic without worrying about being detected.

Harry quickly walked over to where Madam Bones lay unconscious on the floor, and cast a pain relieving charm and a basic healing charm that he had seen the Hogwarts mediwitch, Madam Pomfrey, use.

He also cast a sleeping charm.

Harry chuckled to himself. "I never thought I would appreciate spending so much time in the hospital wing at school" he said to himself.

He then started searching the house for potions and bandages so he could take care of Madem Bones.

Author's note: Fixed an error on my part in chap. 5, thanks wwwendy for brining it to my attention.