Harry woke up, the sun was just beginning to rise as a deep orange lit the room. He stretched his legs and bumped into another, he turned his neck and saw Samantha next to him asleep, and remembered that he was to flame her while she was asleep into her room, trying to remember what her bedroom looked like he gently climbed on top of her and focusing he flamed them into her room and had managed to land on her bed perfectly. Pulling her duvet up he left her a small note on her bed and kissed her on the forehead and flamed back into his room, starting to change into appropriate training clothes and grumbling to himself about early mornings walked out of his room through the portrait and after a number of shortcuts was in the Great Hall, there was nobody in the Great Hall apart from Snape who on seeing Harry scowled and turned back to his newspaper. Eating lightly he was nibbling on toast when,
"I didn't notice you in my class last week Potter." said Snape, making Harry jump a little.
"Well I only received a E in Potions sir." replied Harry.
"Oh yes, I forgot about that." laughed Snape, Harry tensed but let the man mock him.
"So Potter, your dreams of becoming a Auror seem to have diminished, what do you plan on doing now?" he sneered.
"Well after much thought I decided I didn't want to be an employee under the power of that moron of a Minister, but I am thinking of a carrer as a professional quidditch player, but I can't exactly put that many people at risk until I hunt down and kill every Death Eater and Voldemort himself." he said cheerfully.
"Arrogance makes you blind Potter." snapped Snape.
"At least I can back up my ego." spat Harry.
"Just because you beat Dumbledore does not make you anymore of a wizard, you let your emotions get the better of you and used anger to win." hissed Snape.
"I was angry because of what I saw when I broke through Dumbledore's pathetic Occlumency shields." said Harry with venom in his voice.
"So you can use legillimency now, or at least a shield spell. How did you do it Potter? After months of trying to pound it into your skull. How did you learn in a single summer what it takes accomplished Legilimens to achieve in years?" Snape asked coldly and curiously.
"Because everyone else was doing it wrong." grinned a cheeky Harry.
"Oh so if Potter can't do it then it must be wrong." Snape muttered.
"Don't test me Professor, in comparison to mine your Occlumency shields are like glass to steel." said Harry boldly.
"We'll see when you come before the Dark Lord, Potter." said Severus, returning to his breakfast.
"It might be sooner than you think." he whispered, taking a slice of toast with him and exiting the building. His remark however did not go unheard by Snape. Waiting for Harry to leave the Great Hall he made his way to Albus's office, saying the password and burst into the office where the Headmaster was going through his owls.
"Severus, to what do I owe this early pleasure?" asked Dumbledore cheerfully.
"It's Potter, Albus I think he's going to do something rash and stupid." Snape said shakily.
"And this concerns you why?" asked Albus, peering over his spectacles.
"Because I believe he intends to challenge Voldemort or storm in and try like the brave Gryffindor he is to take every Death Eater out." blurted Snape.
"Really? Well, send the boy up here after his run." he said gravely. Snape left the office and left Dumbledore to think about the enigma that Harry Potter had turned into.
Fifty minutes later a sweating and partially wet Harry Potter was past the Great Hall which was quite busy at this point, turning up to some steps he saw Snape.
"Potter, the Headmaster wants to see you." ordered Snape.
"Can I have a shower first? It's just that I tend to sweat after my run so I need a wash" Harry said, exaggerating the word wash. Harry saw the contorted face of Snape bight back a remark.
"Headmaster's Office now!" he barked. Harry sighed and flamed, right in front of Snape and staright into Dumbledore's office, Dumbledore who was watching his door almost fell out of his chair in shock.
"I didn't recall asking Professor Snape to do that." said Dumbledore.
"It cut out the time I need to shower. Is there anything you need Headmaster?" asked Harry politely, he didn't want an excuse to get a detention. Especially with Dumbledore.
"Straight to it then, Professor Snape feels that you might be inclined to challenge Voldemort. Is this true?" asked Dumbledore, not looking at Harry, which made hims smile.
"With all due respect sir, what happens between Tom Riddle and I does not concern you." said Harry.
"Well I disagree, you are forbidden to make any sort of challenge to Voldemort. Understand?" said Dumbledore.
"I could go and kill snakeface this second, I don't need permission to when and when not challenge the person who made my life a living hell. And I won't listen to someone who let Voldemort become what he has become today." said Harry angrily.
"Just like you did with Sirius?" said Dumbledore sharply, Harry breathed heavily before responding.
"Headmaster, if I want to challenge...no when I want challenge Voldemort, I will do so when I want. This war won't be like the last one. There won't be hundreds of deaths, haven't you noticed that since Saturday there has been not a single murder or disappearance. And would you like to know why? It's because he's deciding whether or not to attack Hogwarts, because after I beat you on Saturday he thinks that you are weak. But he won't attack until I am not in the castle because this time he's doing something he has never done before. He doesn't under-estimate me anymore and he's right in not doing that. This is my war professor. Not yours." With that Harry flamed and landed in his bathroom.
"Arrogant, self centred asshole." muttered Harry. For the next week he focused entirely on his work and being with Samantha, Ron had not shown up in his room and Harry decided he would confront him later, he hadn't allowed the conversation he had with Dumbledore get to him, and had kept himself concentrated, when he gave the lesson to sixth years about duelling etiquette he found that he was talking so in depth about the subject and was causing alot of complicated looks, so at the end of the lesson he gave them all notes that he had made on the subject to the class and gave them the homework that the Seventh Years had as well.
"Are you alright Harry?" asked Samantha later that night, it was Thursday and they were sat on a blanket looking out over the lake, they had been sitting there with Samantha in Harry's arms for hours but for the last twenty minutes they had been on silence.
"Yes I'm just annoyed with someone." he whispered, kissing her on her neck.
"I hope it's not me." she teased.
"I don't think it could ever be." he laughed.
"Then who is it?" she asked him.
"It's just something Dumbledore said, he tried telling me that I wouldn't do something and I don't like being told what I can't do." he huffed, it was finally being talked about.
"What was it?" she asked.
"I can't really say, I don't want you to be at risk." he said to her sadly.
"What do you mean?" she asked nervously.
"It's just, everyone who associates with me ends up getting hurt, and I don't want you to get hurt." he said to her.
"Is this about what happened with Ron?" she asked tentatively.
"It has something to do with that, we've known each other a week and who I thought was a good friend was going to do something to you." he said softly.
The silence that followed was eerie, and to Harry it felt unnatural. He had a sense that something was wrong somewhere. Not at Hogwarts or near him but as if something horrible had just happened.
"I need to check on something, I'm going to flame you to your room and I don't want you to leave your room or let anyone in. I'll lock it so it can't happen." With that he flamed them into her room and started to ward her room.
"Harry what's wrong?" she asked, upset.
"I don't know. I just know something is happening, but it's not at Hogwarts but it doesn't mean it won't be. I just, I need to go." with that he flamed into his room and changed, ignoring usual wizarding attire and sticking with comfortable pair of black sweat pants, a pair of comfy all black Nike trainers and a black jumper, dressing in dark colours so that he would be hidden in the dark he thought of what to do next and resignedly flamed to the only place where there might be more information.
Appearing in the Headmaster's office, Cornelius Fudge jumped back into the wall, Dumbledore remained in the same position and two aurors had there wands on him.
"Albus...how...what is the meaning of this." said a scared Fudge.
"I don't know Cornelius, so far Harry hasn't told me how he can travel through Hogwarts. Gentlemen you can put your wands down." Both the aurors looked at Fudge who nodded.
"Why are you hear Harry?" asked Dumbledore.
"Because something is going on and I want to know what it is." he said bluntly.
"Harry, this does not concern you if you please leav..." but Fudge was interrupted.
"If it's got anything to do with Voldemort then it is to do with me." he growled, shocking Fudge and Dumbledore.
"I'll find this out for myself if I have to." said Harry looking at Dumbledore, who was avoiding his look.
"Harry I cannot tell you, you'll overreact." said Dumbledore in a blank tone.
"Fine" said Harry coldly, who with that flamed out of the room.
"Where is the boy going Albus?" asked Fudge.
"I don't know Cornelius. I don't know." sighed Dumbledore resignedly.
Harry had flamed back to his room, pacing up and down trying to think of a plan, he had the Marauders Map and was checking it for anyone who shouldn't be on there or someone who was somewhere they shouldn't. Not finding anything he threw it on his bed.
"Think. Think. Think." he said to himself. He started to list possible places where something could be happening or somewhere that he could find out more. Listing them in his head he began flaming to them.
Hogsmeade. Nothing.
Diagon Alley. Nothing.
Little Whinging. Nothing
He flamed to Headquarters, the place was empty. Something was going on. The last place on his list was the Ministry, but that wasn't going to be of any good.
He flamed into the atrium next to the restored Fountain of Magical Brethren. There was a guard on duty who looked to be asleep, Harry had to nudge him to wake him up.
"Oh sorry sir. Is there anything I can do for you?" asked the balding wizard.
"I was wondering if you knew of anything that might be going on. Has there been any unusual activity?" he asked the man.
"Well about ten minutes ago a few aurors ran into the elevator and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement have just sent a few memos about but other than that not much." he said calmly.
"Can I go to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement please?" he asked the man.
"Name?" he asked
"James Black." he responded immediately.
"Reason for visiting?" asked the man
"Errmmm inquiring about unusual magical activity." he said quickly.
"Wand?" he held out his hand. Harry didn't know what to do, his wand which was in his wrist holster was unusual and he didn't want to be further delayed.
"I lost it, I really should get it replaced." he laughed.
"Do yu have any other weapons on you?" asked the man sharply.
"No." Harry said truthfully, normally he would have a dagger or shrunken sword or throwing knives.
"Fine proceed to the elevator, level 3." he grumbled and put his head back down presumably to sleep.
Harry near enough ran to the elevator and pressing three noticed a number of memos in the elevator, the doors opened at every floor which agitated Harry until;
"Level Three" said the calm voice of a woman. Harry burst out of the doors, a witch was behind a desk and was writing something down when she spotted him.
"Oh hello. Is something the matter?" she asked.
"No but I think there might be." he replied.
"Oh are your from the auror division?" she asked him, he was monetarily shocked before he replied.
"Yes, yes I am. Now what is it that's going on?" he asked her sharply, gaining in confidence.
"Well all aurors have been dispatched but I guess your on emergency call. I can't say anything as it's confidential but if you go through that door. Amelia Bones is having an emergency discussion with Rufus Scrimgemour your head of department." she told him pointing to a door behind her.
"Thanks." he smiled and hurried off, trying to calculate a story. He walked in on what was apparantly a heated discussion.
"And who might you be?" asked an annoyed Scrimgeour.
"Harry Potter, pleased to meet you sir. What's going on?" he asked the stunned pair. Scrimgeour reacted first;
"Mr. Potter pleased to meet you Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of The Auror Department, sorry that our introduction could not be on better circumstances." he said gravely.
"Why what's going on?" said Harry. Scrimgeour was about to reply but Amelia Bones cut across.
"Excuse me Mr. Potter, but shouldn't you be at Hogwarts." she said rather angrily.
"Well yes I should but I feel like there's something going wrong and there is isn't there? I mean, Fudge is with the Headmaster and..."
"Fudge is with Dumbledore! Damn I was hoping he wouldn't have found out yet." cursed Amelia.
"Well he was with two aurors and I knew that something was going on, I mean how often does Fudge go to Dumbledore for help these days?" smiled Harry.
"Very astute Mr. Potter." said Scrimgeour with a wry smile.
"Thankyou now sorry but what is going on, I've been to Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley and nothing is going on there Hogwarts is fine. Where is this thing happening?" he asked earnestly.
"We believe You-Know-Who is currently battling at Azkaban, we've ordered aurors to station themselves until we decide here what to do."said Scrimgeour.
"Azkaban thanks." said Harry starting to go out of the room.
"Where are you going Mr. Potter?" they both asked him. Halfway out the door he looked back.
"It's not a party if I'm not there, by the way you need to get your security stricter around here, I said I lost my wand and he let me right through" he said cheekily, running out of the room and into the elevator.
"Nobodies on security tonight." said Scrimgeour to Amelia, whose eyes widened.
"Mr. Potter. Mr Potter!" they both ran yelling and hearing the shouts Harry stepped out of the elevator which was just about to close.
"If you want to talk me out of going there isn't a chance..." started Harry.
"No...It's just there is no security on tonight. Who was there?" asked Scrimgeour.
"Balding guy, quite chubby, round face, had something wrong with his teeth because he wouldn't open his mouth and he definitely had a charm on his vocal chord, looked a bit like....Wormtail!" spat Harry who stepped into the elevator, Rufus Scrimgeour and Amelia Bones hurried in with him.
"Wormtail? Isn't that..." started Amelia, she remebered the four marauders in there first year, she was in her last. They were trouble causers back then.
"The nickname for Peter Pettigrew" snarled Harry. He was keeping his mind organised with spells. He was torn between anger that he had missed the fact that Peter Pettigrew the man who was responsible for the murders of his parents and framing Sirius was downstairs and he missed it.
"But he's dead...I remember one of my first cases Sirius Black..." started Scrimgeour
"Was framed." hissed Harry.
"Harry if that man is who you think he is then we need to detain him." said Amelia.
"You can detain him, I just want one minute with him" smirked Harry. The doors opened and he stepped out silently, hiding behind a bin he rolled and stepped behing a statue of an old minister and seeing Scrimgemour looking out caught Harry's eye and stepped lightly over to him Amelia behind him.
"Can you two stay here while I 'detain' him" he pointed his head towards the balding man who had woken up at the sound of the elevator but nodded off.
"You have thirty seconds Potter." said Amelia in a forceful tone.
"That's long enough." grinned Harry who without warning flamed right next to him and tapped the man on his shoulder, the man opened his eyes startled.
"Ah, Mr. Black you gave me quite a scare." he laughed.
"Riverdo Incantana!" spat Harry, flicking his hand his wand came into his palm and pointed at the man who scrambled to get out of the way but was hit with the spell. Sure enough, other parts of the man transformed, he was shorter, his eye colour changed back to normal, his rat like pointed teeth and his vocal chords returned to normal as he began to stutter.
"Wh...Who are you" stammered Pettigrew.
"Immoblus" shouted Harry, The man froze to the spot, he would be unable to change to his rat form.
"It's your best friends son Harry." he grimaced punching the frozen man in the face, breaking his cheekbone, the man whimpered, he might have been frozen but he could still cry in pain.
"Now, Amelia Bones and Rufus Scrimgemour are waiting to interrogate you and I'm not tearing you to pieces so that you'll be in a good enough condition to tell them everything. Ms. Bones, Mr Scrimgemour you can come and collect your prisoner." said Harry.
"Incarneous" said Scrimgemour, the frozen Pettigrew was bound by ropes.
"He's a unregistered animagus, you can detain him and charge him so that Sirius Black will tomorrow be a innocent man. I'll go to Azkaban" said Harry he turned away before realising something. He turned back around to them.
"Errr, how do I get to Azkaban." he smiled. Scrimgemour looked at Amelia who rolled her eyes and nodded.
"Portus. This portkey will take you to Azkaban. It activates in twenty seconds." said Scrimgemour who took a quill from the desk and charmed it as a portkey. Passing it to Harry.
"Be careful out there Potter, I'm only doing this after what I saw you do against Dumbledore." said Scrimgeour who saluted him, Harry did one back and smiled at Amelia. Making eye contact with Pettigrew.
"I pity your boss Wormatail" winked Harry. Who with a tug behind his navel dissappeared.
"I do as well Peter, I do as well" whispered Amelia who was in silent awe.
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