Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works, like the anime Hellsing. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.

Warning: OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.

Note 1: AU.

Note 2: Harry's normal expression is that of deadpan, in case you've forgotten.

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chapter thirteen

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After Harry had returned he had been summoned to the Headmaster's office, the aurors wanted to interview, more like interrogate, him about what had happened. They were a bit sore that a kid had done their job, and had Harry not acted they would have had the blood of a pureblood on their hands due to inaction. The aurors had tried to kick out the headmaster as Harry was an adult in the eyes of the law, but the old man outranked them.

"What in the world were you thinking Mr Potter?" one of the aurors asked Harry.

"I was thinking that it was better to act than to simply wait for another student to die," Harry said, "I expected the aurors to be doing their job, but alas, you lot are as useless as the headmaster's bird's nest."

"Bird's nest? Could you elaborate please," another auror asked.

"The Order of the Phoenix, I stumbled upon information about that bird club in the Hogwarts Library," Harry said, "They were a group of civilians, vigilantes who took the law into their own hands during the Rise of Lord Voldemort."

"What does this Order have to do with the Auror Corps?"

"Simple, the Order was but a bunch of flies, an irritation to the Dark Lord," Harry said, using the term which the defunct lord's sycophants, "You lot, the supposed protectors of the magical citizens of Britain, but what do you do when a student is kidnapped? You sit in a room waiting for news about the student rather than try and track him down. Useless. If you had thought of using the Point Me spell, you would have been able to locate the students well before I had."

"So you really are responsible for the return of Mr Malfoy?"

"Of course I am," Harry said, "I'm the Boy-Who-Lived."

"We understand that Mr Potter, but how could you have survived an encounter with a succubus, especially one so powerful that it had been able to bypass the wards surrounding the school from such dark creatures?"

"Simple," Harry said, "I had a mountain fall on it."

"T-that was you?" one newbie auror exclaimed in surprise and disbelief.

"Yes," Harry said, "That was me. Are there any other questions? No? Alright then, I shall take my leave now."

"Hold it right there Mr Potter," the head auror said just as Harry was about to leave his seat, "How did you get to the mountain in the first place?"

"I ran," Harry said, which was in a way true as he had in a way.

"Do you expect us to believe that you ran all the way to the closest mountain range?"

"Yes, I expect you to believe that," Harry said.

"Mr Potter, I demand that you tell the truth," the auror said.

"I want to speak with my lawyers before I am forced to answer any more of your questions," Harry said after getting fed up with their show of authority after doing nothing, "Either allow me to summon my lawyers or face my wrath, this is an interrogation and not a simple interview about my story."

"I don't care if you want to have a word with the Minister of Magic himself," the auror said, "I demand that you tell us the truth now, or we will charge you with being an accomplice to the kidnapping, we've been able to gather testimonies that lead us to believe that you have something to gain from Mr Malfoys kidnapping."

"You are violating my rights auror," Harry said in warning, "I have made my statement, if you intend to proceed, you will be facing more than simply a loss of your job."

"Now, now, Harry, cooperate with the aurors, I too am interested in the truth, not this made up story you have come up with," the headmaster said.

"I have made my statement Headmaster," Harry said, "Either accept it as truth, or find someway to get something else out of me."

"Head Auror, I am allowing you to use veritaserum, Harry is an adult in the eyes of the law," the headmasters said.

"Gladly headmaster," the head auror said as he produced a vial of a clear liquid, "This is veritaserum, prepare to tell the truth Mr Potter."

'My rights are once again being denied me...' Harry noted, then mentally contacted his operatives, the ones he was sure were setting up a base of operations in Hogsmeade, 'Terminate Aberforth Dumbledore, along with the families of Aurors Robarbs, Savage, Dawlish, and Proudfoot..also have my lawyers file complainta against the mentioned aurors along with Albus Dumbledore for their clear abuse of power, as well as denying me my rights.'

'Your will be done, my Lord,' the operatives mentally responded, as they dropped what they were doing and began their new operation. Starting with Aberforth Dumbledore, after which they would proceed with the elimination of the families of the mentioned aurors.

As the effects of the veritaserum were washed away by Harry's undetectable magic and finally allowed back to his dorm, the PI operatives had converged on the Hog's Head, where Aberforth Dumbledore was said to work and live. These operatives worked under the command of the Zabini Trio and were therefore magicals themselves.

They erected anti-apparation and anti-portkey wards around the pub, along with a number of other wards, like notice-me-not wards and the like. They then made sure that the Dumbledore was inside, once his presence was confirmed, they forcibly shut down the floo connection, sealed the entrances and exits to the place, then put it to the torch. Then just to be on the safe side, they left a crate load of dynamite beside the establishment, and took off back to their base as some other operatives searched for the locaitons of the families of their auror targets. They knew that killing the families of aurors was generally a bad thing, but their lord had ordered them to terminate them, and that was what they would do. They disregarded the possible and probable consequences of their actions, for at the end of the day the most important thing that mattered was the satisfaction of their lord.

Gaining the information was easy as all they had to do was have one of their operatives in the ministry to get the information from the Ministry Archives, which contained most of the information anyone needed. But since any and all of the records and the like could be taken out and since no one bothered to really check the archives, there was no information in there that could be used against PI and the organization. The addresses as well as directions to the homes of the families of the aurors had all been found in the archives, armed with such inforamtion as well as information about even the protections of the homes the operatives split up into teams and made their way to the homes.

They arrived at the homes at exactly the same time, and went about their business like clockwork. Each team broke into the homes, as pretending to be muggle robbers. Of course they were found out after the residents of the homes remembered that their homes had muggle repelling wards around them. After being found out, the operatives went about casting multiple imperius curses on all the family members and forcing them to brutally beat the living out of one another, there were added compulsion charms into the mix, as well as the occassional cruciatus curse whenever one tried to break free of the mind control.

By the time the aurors got back home, hoping for a warm welcome from their family, all the damage had been done, and the same message was painted in the blood of the victims on one wall in each house.

Deny Me MY Rights, and I shall deny You and your right to Happiness

Below the messages were the bloody remains of the aurors' families, mutilated beyond belief, all with smiles on their faces, misplaced smiles. There were letters clutched in their hands..

Dear Reader,

I gladly submit myself to death for my indirect actions in regards to denying the rights of another individual. May my death atone for the direct sins of the one who performed my indirect denying of rights. The right to an attorney or to seek legal cousel as well as the right to remain silent are important rights. I humbly submit that I will uphold the right to remain silent.

I shall remain silent for the rest of eternity, may my family member who had denied such rights and blatantly disregarded the rights of another be cursed to live a cursed existence, one where my presence will no longer be a comfort or a part of.

The letters were witten by the deceased, the handwriting could not be mistaken, and they were even signed by the deceased in the manner which the deceased was known to end letters. While the aurors may never be able to prove that Harry was connected with the deaths, the aurors knew that they had crossed the line when it came to Harry Potter, and when Harry Potter is denied, he shall take something away in return.

No matter the spells investigators tried, there was no trace of the culprits of the murders, not even the wards had picked up the magical signatures of the criminals. The operatives had managed to completely erase their presences from the scene of the crimes. Playback spells, were unable to produce them in the visions, and the investigators witnessed as the victims went from normal to glassy eyed, and simply attacked one another, and did all the damage to themselves, and even wrote the notes and message on the wall before finally expiring due to the ordeals.

The aurors who had lost their families had to be dicharged from service as they kept demanding and insisting that the hero of the wizarding world was behind the murders. They acted a little crazy as well, especially when in the presence of one Sirius Black.

Sirius had enhanced their negative emotions, the ones brought about by the memories of their family members, the ones that caused them to hate Harry Potter and go so far as to pay for hits on the young man. They hired mercenaries, but Sirius heard of all of it, and went out of his way to help the mercenaries find better targets.

The Cursed Child had struck again. By Christmas morning the bodies of the ex-aurors were finally found in a ditch, all of them hugging one another. When their wills were finally read, it was revealed that they had left everything they owned, not to surviving relatives, but to Harry Potter. Even Aberforth Dumbledore, whose death's investigation had concluded far earlier, had left all his worldly possessions to Harry Potter, only a single knut and the remains of his pub were left to Albus Dumbledore, it was a low blow to the headmaster. He was also the only one foolish enough not to suspect that Harry Potter had planned it all, and orchestrated everything to flow in his favor.

It was also on Christmas morning that Harry was forced to confront three more of his foe's military officials. He had been called by a voice and instructed to go to the Chamber of Secrets, where monsters were waiting for him. His destination was the chamber within the statue of Salazar Slytherin. But between him and his destination was a massive hoard of monsters, from skeletons to gorgons.

Luckily Harry's magic could affect the monsters that stood in his way of his goal. So while he cut and slashed his way through the monsters, his magic caused a storm to rage within the Chamber of Secrets, tearing apart monsters left and right, some of which actually ressurected, regenerated, and reformed, ready to do battle once more.

His constant battling didn't seem to end, until he finally reached the other end of the Chamber, the one where the statue could be found. He hissed out the password to gain entrance into the true Chamber of Secrets.

The first part of the Chamber was where the Monster of Slytherin had stayed in for the last how many hundred to thousand of years. It was in the second part that Harry found himself facing a trio of officers of present hell.

"Our Master sent us three to deal with you since the last pair have been defeated by you," Amon, the general of Ira, said. He had the had of a raven which sported the teeth of a dog, a body of a wolf minus the hind legs, which were replaced by a snake tail.

"Our strategy was to exhaust you, which makes our jobs a whole lot easier, since you also cannot simply dump a mountain of rubble on our presently mortal forms," Gula, a sumo-wrestler looking demon whose belly was sewn shut, said, "Since above us is no mountain but the Black Lake."

"Now just kneel before us, and apologize for being the Great Pretender, and we may give you a swift death," Beelzebub, a large-ish demon whose body was riddled with sewn shut wounds and gouges, said.

"I refuse," Harry said pulled out his blades, "You say that you are mortal now?"

"Yes, but even that fact will not help you now," Amon said.

"If you say so," Harry said before he dashed towards Gula and cut open his belly before severing the threads that looked to be keeping Beelzebub together, then he returned to the spot that he had occupied at first.

"You think that you have crippled my companions?" Amon asked Harry, "Well you are mistaken, you have just helped them."

"I know all about the Lord of the Flies and his lieutenant," Harry said, sheathing his swords and unshrinking a flame thrower and taking out his bone wand.

"I'll deal with you later Amon," Harry said, as he watched an end of the world swarm of flies rise up and out of the bodies of the two officers that represented gluttony.

Once the demons' human shells had been turned into rotting husks of their former glory, Harry froze all of the pestilence causing flies in mid-air with a spell, he then conjured a net large enough to cover all of the pests, and charged it up with with electricity, lightning to be exact, then let it fall, frying all of the flies of the Lord of the Flies and his lieutenant in the process. With all the pests dead on the floor of the true Chamber of Secrets, Harry switched on his flame thrower and removed the bodies of the dead from around the chamber. Whne he was done, he put away his instruments of death, and unsheathed his swords and charged the remaining demonic general.

With on magically enhanced slash, Harry managed to cleave Amon in half while the demon was staring on incredulously at the manner in which his comrades had perished. He was so preoccupied with his shock, that he was unable to properly defend himself.

Harry left the Chamber with their heads intact, and sealed within a pouch along with the head of Ira. By the time he reached his dorm he realized that all his injuries had come from battling with the minions of the officers. Without Luna's help, she had gone home for the holidays, dressing his wounds was a tiring and long task.

He had also finally figured out how she had managed to get passed his defenses. Her unique magic had allowed her to nullify his protections by her just believing hard enough that they did not exist, it took a fair bit of magic out of her, which was why he always found her in his bed. She slept in his bed while she waited for his return. In return Harry decided to track down and keep all the Oddities he could find, and kept them in storage, all they needed to survive was a little bit of magic and a small dose of belief to keep them existing in obscurity.

He had not received any Christmas gifts as they had all been forwarded to his room in The Complex, for him to find upon his return home at the end of the school year, and all potentially dangerous packages were screened by his elves. He had them take care of sending letters of thanks and such to senders whom he did not persoanlly know.