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. 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: AU.
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chapter twenty-five
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Just like a group of people known as a minority in most cases, Harry for the moment considered himself as being one of those. He had not only just realized the horror of reality, and the eptiomy of truth, but he had wanted to end his existence then and there when he decided to actually look through his books list to find out what he would be needing to bring to class for the year. Lo and behold, what did he find, but the books whose author was none other than the fraud that had at one time in the past tried to obliviate him. Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest fear was a boy in a cloak of the night sky, one who he had tried to steal some glory from, one he had tried to grab a deed from. But to have the fool of a man as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, then and there Harry knew that even Dumbledore could be as dumb as a door on occasion. The master of manipulation had been manipulated by a man whose reputation was created on lies, deceit, theft, and excessive use on the memory loss curse.
'Why couldn't it have been some evil dark lord in disguise,' Harry thought, 'At least those are tolerable!'
Another thing that made Harry want to end his own existence, causing the End of Days of Aetas, was that while he had been walking around Diagon Alley and as he had been passing by Flourish and Blots, he saw that there was an actual crowd there, not to buy school books, not that he would call most of the ones on the list that, but because the Fool of Fools was there, it was an autograph signing event. What made him want to retch even more was the fact that he saw Molly Weasley and Alice Longbottom lining up to get their books signed as we as having hearts in their eyes. Luckily he hadn't seen Neville there yet, but unluckily for him someone decided to point him out, which resulted in his having to be photographed with the bumbling fool.
The next issue of the Daily Prophet would read 'Boy-Who-Lived Jealous of Lockhart!', it would read such due to the fact that Harry had let his mouth run its course, but some of the witnesses would swear that they saw the man cringe in fear when Harry mentioned some of the details of his exploits that he chose not to include in the books due to the fact that if anyone decided to actually investigate his claims they would find him to be a fraud. But what made the man actually nearly cower in fear was tha Harry allowed the fool, and only the fool, to see him wearing his godly garb.
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The day after, when Harry read his copy of the Prophet, the headline was not about him, in fact there was nothing in the entire paper about him. Instead there was a large picture of Lockhart with the hero of the hour and family, Neville and the Longbottoms. Being a more recent celebrity, Neville was the perfect publicity stunt. Harry pitied his friend somewhat, but since he himself wasn't the one in the paper, it was alright. People of Knockturn Alley, were part of the minority, to them Lockhart was a curse word, his name was taboo, and it was further enforced when Harry knocked a person who mentioned the name in his presence, not only through a wall, but through several, the person was none other than Nero.
On that same morning Harry had received some owl post from Crius of all people. His friend and mentor had given Harry some advanced warning of what to expect in his second year, especially what pranks to avoid, as well as a way to get a few purebloods to worship the ground he walked on. But Harry did not plan on following Crius' advice on that last part. Other than those things, the man had asked Harry how he was coping with his realization that none other than Golderoy Lockhart would be teaching Defense. Harry penned a reply stating that the by the end of the year Lockhart would no longer be a problem as well as a blight on the world.
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When the book shop in Diagon Alley was about to close shop for the day, Harry decided that he would indulge himself and buy every single remaining copy of the Fool's books in the shop, the owner was all to happy to oblige. Once all the books had been shrunk and placed in his pocket, Harry left the alley and headed to his own. He dropped by the Cauldron and called for the brothers Remus and Nero, who followed him on his way to his shrine. There wasn't anyone in sight, so Harry dumped out and unshrunk the books, upon seeing the books the two brothers shared a look while wondering what Harry had planned on doing with the books, they knew he didn't need them for Hogwarts.
So they were quite surprised when Harry doused the books in gasoline of all things, he then moved to stand between them, and with a flick of the wrist a lit match was seen falling in slow motion eventually landing on the pile of gasoline drenched books.
"Hellfire! Dark fire! Now Lockhart it's your turn! Chose death, or the pyre, but either way you shall burn!" Harry half sang and shouted psychotically, to the horror of the brothers.
"W-wha...?" both brothers look on in growing fear and horror as Harry started spouting more crazed thoughts.
"In the dark of the night evil will find him," Harry sang and chanted while letting a bit of his power leak.
"Find him," the brothers found themselves echoing.
"In the dark of the night just before dawn," Harry sang letting out more power, "Revenge will be sweet."
"When the curse is complete," the brothers said unsure of why they were saying such things.
'In the dark of the night?' the other alley residents thought when they heard Harry's voice echo throughout the alley.
The bonfire of books began to glow with all the power that Harry had been releasing, causing the flames to climb higher and hotter by each word said or sang. Some people had decided to investigate, when they saw Harry in his godly garb, they trembled in fear as his aura grew maliscious filled to the brim with the spirit of vengeance. Out of the fire, as each book was turned to ash, a tiny winged demonic looking creature took form and stretched its wings within the flames.
"In the dark of the night terror will strike him!" Harry shouted and sang, prompting some of the creatures to take flight.
"Terror's the least you can do," the brother's thougth out loud.
As the flames climbed higher into the night, the light from that sacrificial rite illuminated the dark night sky. The creatures born from the ash turned books started to fly higher into the sky, both around the flames and around Harry. They were all Killing Curse green, and they were glowing too. Each of their maniacal grins scared the creepers out of the witnesses to the mad event in the history of the alley.
"Come my minion, fly ever faster, let your evil shine!" Harry called out to the creatures, "Find him now, yes, fly even faster!"
"In the dark of the night," the brothers ended up singing.
"In the dark of the night?" some of the witnesses questioned.
"In the dark of the night?" some of the other residents that heard the echo questioned.
"He'll be damned!" Harry screamed into the night, and with that final scream the bonfired exploded in a giant ball of killing curse green fire, taking all of the evidence of the fire with it.
Due to the explosion being so bright, the witnesses had to shield their eyes lest they became blind. When the darkness reign over the alley once more, none of them could spot Harry in the alley, but a few hags after looking to the skies, poited to a spot in the sky. Harry was seen flying with leathery black bat-like wings, while wearing his godly garb, but the Cloak of the Night Sky looking as if the actual night sky was also connected or a part of it.
Then they heard the winds howl, and the Weres couldn't help but join in on the howling of the winds, Remus being one of the the first to go Wolf and howl. The moon changed from its regular glow, to the green glow of Harry's emerald eyes. Then someone cackled, then another and then another, until the alley was filled with the evil laughter of all of those that despied Lockhart and his lies. Nero then leapt into the air and transformed into a colony of bats and flew off after Harry, some other of the older vampire following suit, wanting a piece of the pie. They were joined in the air by the other creatures of the night and even some of the day that could fly.
Harry once again led a night parade of a hundred demons, or more, their goal was to cause the Fool to fear more than just the youth in a cloak of the night sky, but everything that had to do with the night and darkness. Fool he was to mess with Aetas, and the residents of Knockturn Alley, most of whom had their race's reputations tarnished due a number of falsified information that Lockhart had written down to gain more of a following and enhance his popularity. Since the Ministry of Magical Britain, along with a few other countries, liked him and believed in his views, most of those that were deemed as inferior to wizards did not like him as well.
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Come morning Lockhart cast a memory charm on himself to rid himself of the horror of the night that he had experienced, but what he didn't count on was that Harry was beyond the laws of magic, and would reinstall those memories at a later date, when he deemed the man unworthy of keeping his sanity.