Chapter 36 – Good day, broken order and werewolves.

Many things in Harry and Ginny's life were going great at the moment, hopefully they didn't jinx it but it was undeniable that things were great. They had passed their exams and left the school before Dumbledore or the annoying Duo could stop them, and Harry spent most of his free time hunting death eaters. The werewolf potion had been successful on the trial run and Lupin didn't even transform.

The man was the definition of happiness when he found out, they would have to do some more test and see if it had actually worked next full moon but they were pretty sure that it would work. The tears of joy that poured from his face could probably fill a bath tub. Malfoy did eventually come around, his mother sent a very enthusiastic letter of thanks to him but declined the offer of a safe house and said she already had one prepared. The two Malfoys took all their money, Malfoy removed the dark mark and left the country.

Daphne and her family had agreed to Harry's offer and Daphne had been adopted into the Potter family thanks to a blood ritual that the goblins were kind enough to perform after taking a reasonable amount of money. The goblins were also paid a bit extra as a thank you present and the goblins were understandably thrilled. Daphne Potter was now Harry's blood adopted sister, she moved into Harry's guest house once the Christmas holidays had started. Harry and Ginny popped by that evening to find that Daphne had decorated her entire room into a Slytherin green colour.

Daphne and the couple spent some time discussing many things such as Hogwarts without Harry and Ginny, quidditch, death eaters and even the Greengrass family marriage contracts. Most of them were from death eaters who, for unexplained reasons, have been moved to the top of Harry's kill list. The rest could be dealt with easily by the lawyers, as of the moment there was only one family left that ccould force the marriage contract but they were another neutral family and didn't seem likely to do it. But Daphne, Ginny and Harry made plans just in case they did. Life was good, Harry didn't know if it would last but he decided to enjoy it while he did.

He decided to visit Sirius one day but when he got there it appeared that there was another meeting of the order and they were all waiting for Dumbledore. Not one to waste an opportunity, Harry took the seat that Dumbledore usually took and sat as relaxed as a person could be and conversed with Sirius and Remus. After a minute or two, Dumbledore entered via the floo. He was about to make his way to the seat when he found Harry sitting in there.

He saw that some of the order looked amused as Harry talked with Sirius and Remus, the others were wondering what he was doing here. Molly, Ron and Hermione were all growling at him.

"Harry?"

"Dumbles" Harry nodded

"What are you doing here?" Dumbledore asked

"Well I came to visit Sirus but I didn't know that there was an order meeting until I got here. So...Dumbledore...done anything remotely helpful to the war effort yet?"

"Harry, please, I implore you to see reason. We need to work together if we are to stop Voldemort"

"Really? Because so far I have more than halved his forces and I have beat him multiple times. All on my own, I have made a bigger impact in my limited time attempting to stop them than you have since Voldemort started to recruit."

"What happens the day that someone decides that you need to be killed? What will you do then?"

"Tell them that they had better not miss" Harry shrugged "because if they do, then I won't"

"Harry, you need to listen to me! You need to return to Hogwarts! You need to allow me to guide you! You've fallen off the path Harry, you are turning dark!"

"Dark?" Harry laughed "so I'm dark because I don't obey the great Albus Dumbledore or am I dark because of all the death eaters I killed?"

"Harry, you know he is right" Hermione spoke up "you can't go around and kill whoever you like"

"I don't kill whoever I like, I haven't killed you for one." Harry replied "I haven't killed you, despite the constantly growing temptation to do so, the only people I kill are those who deserve it. Wake up guys! We are at war! People die in wars, but it's better to kill off the enemy then let our own die. We didn't start this but it is our job to end it. You all joined because you wanted to protect people, and you're doing that how? By chucking them into a prison that Voldemort can pull them out of?

Unlike you all, I have thought about the consequences. Yes I will be judged, yes you all think I'm evil, yes I have lost my innocence, yes I am willing to do things that you aren't and yes, my soul is probably dammed. When you kill, you take a life, a soul but when it disappears it takes a bit of yours with it."

"You can't just order everyone to kill" Dumbledore argued

"I'm not" Harry replied "I am just asking you to allow me to do so, while I will not kill innocents, I will rid the world of the rest of them and you lot don't have to put yourselves in unnecessary danger. The way I see it, you all have two choices, keep in mind that they could affect the entire war and your health. Your first choice is to do everything exactly like last time and listen to Dumbledore blindly and without question, and then take the responsibility of telling people that the reason they no longer have the same amount of family members is because you all weren't willing to finish the job or you were worrying about the 'greater picture'. Then once your done with that, you can hope another miracle child can come along and defeat Voldemort, good luck with that. Your second is to get out of my way. I'd recommend the second...it's the least painful"

The members of the order, except for the three stubborn ones thought about Harrys words. This is a war, and people will die but they'd rather the death eaters take that job than them. Azkaban wasn't working as good as it did in the past, and Harry was getting good results on his own, better then they've had in years.

"You can't threaten us!" Dumbledore bellowed

"I can do what I like" Harry calmly replied "haven't any of you ever thought about why magic gave me permission to do what I needed? Have you ever considered it was because I deserve it or because I needed it to do what I do? I am weakening his force, I am scaring his death eaters and he knows that. He knows that I'm a threat and I am one of the reasons his death eaters are more cautious, they're scared of me and what I can do, just like you Dumbledore.

You may consider yourself as Merlin's gift to wizard kind but to me your just an attention seeking old man who desperately wants to be important. Never mind the fact that we nearly lost the last war while following your orders or the fact that you never managed to get my godfather a trial or the fact that you have stolen from me, taken away my rights and tried to desperately control my life. So, you'll forgive me for not exactly having a great amount of faith in you"

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Mrs Weasley shouted "How dare you talk to the headmaster like that?! You rude boy! I can't believe you...what are you smirking at?!"

Harry was indeed smirking, in fact most of the order was. A few of them even stepped back and moved away from Molly. Sirius was grinning while Moony had chosen to cover his mouth with his hands, Tonks was also trying not to laugh and Kingsley's lips curved up while Moody just smiled wildly. Both of his eyes watched with anticipation, Ron and Hermione had just realised what happened.

"Molly" Dumbledore spoke softly "I appreciate your support but there is a time to shut up, and that was one of them"

"What? What are you on about?" A confused Molly asked

"I finally broke her guys" Harry smiled "finally did it"

"Mum!" Ron hissed "You're not supposed to shout!" Molly paled as she realised what she had done.

"Now...now Harry, don't you think that we could forget all of this?" She said with pleading eyes

"I would" Harry replied "but, unfortunately I'm a 'rude boy' and I'm choosing not to. Kreatcher!" Harry called the house elf "We don't pay you nothing for nothing! Do your job!"

"Gladly master" Kreatcher walked in to the room, with an evil smile, cracking his knuckles as he did. He walked straight for Mrs Weasley.

"Now listen here" Ron moved towards the elf "listen up, you little bat! You're going to…" What Kreatcher was going to do was never said, as Kreatcher blasted him and he ended up unconscious on the floor.

"Wait!" Hermione stepped in front of Kreatcher "you don't need to do this"

"Master ordered Kreatcher to do this" Kreatcher replied

"But you don't have to listen! You can do whatever you want!"

"Well, in that case" Kreatcher then proceeded to blast Hermione and she landed next to Ron. Molly Weasley was thrown out of the house, literally, the order members actually clapped for the little elf who had adopted a slight blush. Arthur apologised and chose to walk out on his own two feet, he then dragged a screaming Mrs Weasley back to the burrow.

"Kreatcher!" Sirius spoke "I'm proud of you! Take the day off as a reward"

"Thank you master" Kreatcher bowed before leaving.

"Now, were was I?" Harry continued "ah yes, we're at war and I'm going to do whatever is necessary. If you don't like it then get out and let the big boys handle it."

"Harry, I'm afraid I cannot allowed that" Dumbledore said with a serious voice "if you continue to defy me then I will stop you"

"I have no doubt that you will try Dumbledore" Harry was still very relaxed, a fact that pissed off Dumbledore "but like I've said on previous occasions, there is no stopping me. You're very lucky I'm not on the dark side, because if I was then you would be screwed. No, I'm working for the..." Harry seemed to be in thought for a moment before he smiled with a smile that was wide enough to break his jaw and gave Dumbledore a highly amused look, he copied Dumbledore's eye twinkle before he responded "I believe that you would call it 'the greater good'" Harry snickered a little while Dumbledore stood without his twinkle or grandfatherly smile, he looked ready to kill.

He aimed his wand at Harry and shot a stunner, Harry was prepared, he maintained constant vigilance just as much, if not more, than Moody. He pushed off the table with his feet, and flipped backwards as he and the chair fell to the ground. The stunner passed just over his head, narrowly missing his forehead; Harry landed on his feet in a crouching position then leaped under the table.

By this point Moody, Moony and Sirius had aimed their wands at Dumbledore, as did Tonks and Shacklebolt and one or two other members of the order. The others looked on in shock, seeing the headmaster attack Potter had really began to make them doubt his sanity.

Dumbledore dropped to his knees after he felt something strike him in his knees, Harry popped out from under the table and grabbed the back of Dumbledore's head and slammed him into the table before he threw him into the fireplace.

"Headmasters office, Hogwarts" Harry shouted before he threw some floo powder into the fireplace and Dumbledore was flooed away. Harry turned to the order.

"There you go people, your leader of the light, resorting to attacking people who don't obey him. In case you haven't noticed, I'd like to make you aware that Dumbledore is not all powerful, I've beat him before and I did it with a plate. An actual plate!

The world is more complex than just good and evil, anyone who speaks against Dumbledore is considered dark, why? The one thing that Dumbledore and Voldemort have in common is that they are nothing more than powerful wizards who have blind followers that believe that they will make the world better. Think for yourselves! Are you going to let Dumbledore tell you what to do for the rest of your lives? Haven't any of you ever wondered why you never actually went after death eaters? How many meetings have you had about me? How many times has Dumbledore came up with an idea and you just went along with it, without questioning him?

How many of you blindly do what he says with all the devotion and effort you can muster? Because, like it or not, that's exactly what the death eaters do. I'll be off, now, I hope you all at least think on what I've said. Good day to you."

Harry left via the fireplace and left several order members thinking on his words, in truth they thought that Dumbledore was a bit too focused on Potter and not as focused on you-know-who.

"I have an announcement to make" Sirius stood, Remus stood alongside him. "Me and my good friend, Remus, have decided to quit the order."

"Yes, the order is not helping at all" Remus added "Dumbledore is hiding too much information and he is definitely not the leader we want nor the leader that any of us need right now. I'm pretty confident in my guess, and I am quite sure that Dumbledore has not told any of you about the prophecy yet, has he?" Remus asked knowingly.

"What prophecy?" One member asked

"The one we had to guard last year" Moody answered

"Yes, it's between Harry and Voldemort" Sirius added "apparently it says that Harry is the only one who can defeat Voldemort. Dumbledore, in his infinite wisdom, decided to guard it instead of telling Harry it or have Harry remove it and place it with a fake copy and destroy it. Face it guys, I know you all see Dumbledore as the reincarnation of Merlin but he is more of a problem at this point."

"Yes" Remus nodded "Harry is ridiculously powerful, especially for his age, he has beaten both Dumbledore and Voldemort in duels and he has had more impact against the death eaters on his own then we have had in the years that we have worked for Dumbledore. Me and Padfoot have decided that we will no longer support Dumbledore, from now on, all of our support goes to Harry."

"Me as well" Moody said "Potter has been saying what I've been saying for years, we need to go on the offensive and take the fight to them if we want any chance at defeating them. Dumbledore is too focused on his grand plans. Potter has the right idea, he is allowed to kill and he makes great use of the fact"

"I'm in too" Tonks piped in "but I don't know how much help we will be, Harry is the only one allowed to actually kill here."

"True" Shacklebolt agreed "but we can help him with information and other ways. Needless to say, I am also in."

The other members of the order agreed, some took some convincing, some more than others but one by one they were all coming around, at the end of it the order was broken up. Sirius had even suggested writing a letter to send Dumbledore that would be covered in prank charms.

"No" Remus stopped him "you are not sending a letter to Dumbledore"

"But Moony..." Sirus whined

"No" Remus said firmly "you are not sending a letter with prank charms...not when you can send a howler"

"Brilliant Moony!" Sirius exclaimed "you always were the best marauder"

"Was he?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow "I was always under the impression that Mr Lupin was the most behaved of you four"

"It's not that I'm the 'nice one', I was just the only one smart enough not to get caught" Remus smirked. McGonagall looked furious, for a brief second before a small smile made its way onto her lips.

The second day after the Christmas holidays had finished, Albus sat at dinner, plotting as he ate. Wondering what he could do about Harry, he couldn't lock him up thanks to him being above the law. A fact that angered Dumbledore greatly, he was Albus Dumbledore and if anyone should be above the law because of magic then it should be him. His only hope was to make the arrogant brat see reason and join him.

Maybe he could get his old friend to give him some advice, he has been helpful over the years.

He was interrupted from his musings by an owl that dropped by and delivered a red letter, the letter rose into the air and that was when he realised that it was a howler, but he didn't understand why. Molly Weasley was the only one he knew who still used them, mostly because the woman can do nothing but shout when she's angry and she would not let distance be a factor that would stop her. The students also looked with intrigue.

"Albus Dumbledore" Sirius's voice echoed throughout the silent hall, despite being of a normal tone of voice "on behalf of myself and the rest of the order, I would like to say that you are a colossal prat who should just retire and let those with a brain run the school and fight the war"

The entire hall was silent, the students all smiled. Many of them, mostly Slytherin's, never liked Dumbledore. Those who did, grew out of doing so by Harry Potter. They saw what he had suffered because of those muggles and Dumbledore's decision to put him there, it was becoming painfully clear that Dumbledore was trying to control Potter and make him another one of his puppets. Even the first years had heard all about him and those who hadn't decided to ask the older students about it.

"You clearly have no idea what you are doing" Sirius's voice continued "you don't inform people of your plans, you never take other opinions into account and it was because of your leadership that we nearly lost the last war and we would have done if not for the miracle child that is my godson, Harry Potter. A boy that you have tried to manipulate and control your whole life. While he is out there stopping death eaters, you decide to waste time stopping him instead of fighting Voldemort because you think he is dark and apparently anyone who doesn't work with Dumbledore is dark.

With that being said, me and the rest of the have agreed that we will no longer work for you. As of right now, the order will no longer be welcomed in my home and on behalf of the rest of the order, we quit. I now have only one thing left to say, so listen up...YOU OLD INCOMPETENT, STUPID, SENILE, STUBBORN ASS! IF YOU DARE TO STEP FOOT IN MY HOUSE AGAIN THEN I WILL HAVE YOU ARRESTED! GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR!

P.S…. Remus says hi and the exact same. He also maintains that you are…." The following curse words would never be repeated, never, ever repeated. The voice stopped talking and the letter squirted some green goo at Dumbledore's beard before it burst into flames.

Dumbledore was about to get rid of the goo when it disappeared into his beard, suddenly Dumbledore's bead started growing and growing and kept doing that. By the time that Dumbledore had managed to get out of the hall, it had quadrupled in length.

It took Dumbledore a whole day to get rid of the beard but he had done it, eventually, his beard had returned to its original length. He had called Professor McGonagall to his office, after the usual greetings the two began discussing the topic that Albus wanted to talk about.

"Minerva" He spoke "as you are aware, I have received a howler yesterday from Mr Black that has forbidden me from returning to headquarters while also stating that all the members of the order have quit."

"Yes" McGonagall took a deep breath "that happened shortly after Mr Potter had thrown you out, he had pointed out how he had beat you and the fact that many of the members follow you blindly. After that, Sirius and Remus began talking, and one by one everyone started to quit."

"This is deeply troubling" Dumbledore stroked his beard "we must think of a way to make them see sense"

"No Albus" McGonagall said sadly "it is you who must be forced to see sense"

"ME?!" Dumbledore blurted out in surprise "what could you possibly mean?" It would do him no good to lose Professor McGonagall, she was a strict but fair teacher and one of the best he's ever had. She also took up a lot of the school responsibilities which left him with enough time to plot ways to stop Voldemort and convert Harry to the light. Losing her could also badly affect Dumbledore's image.

"Yes, you!" McGonagall snapped "needless to say I have lost a great deal of respect for you! At first I saw you as a kind and caring man but over the years I have started to change my opinions"

"Minerva..."

"No, Albus" She said firmly "everyone keeps telling you the same thing but you don't listen because you are too stubborn to do so. You-know-who is back and we are at war yet you are hindering our efforts at survival to support your own beliefs and big plan! As Potter has said, on numerous occasions, he is making a big impact on the death eaters and you seem to be doing nothing but slowing him down"

"Minerva, see sense!" Dumbledore was getting very worried "surely you, of all people, cannot go around and condone mass killings"

"Albus, theses deaths will happen whether I condone them or not, but like everyone else, I'd prefer it to be death eaters rather than innocent children and families. Albus, Potter has the death eaters running scared and you could have taken advantage of that fact but you preferred to try and fail at convincing Potter to join you. You realise that all the order members are concerned with your unhealthy obsession of the boy."

"I am not obsessed"

"Not obsessed?!" McGonagall laughed "I wouldn't be surprised if your every thought rested on that boy. In your obsession you have become unprofessional, constantly gotten involved in matters that don't concern you, constantly called him to your office for non-school related matters and you have constantly tried to gather information on the boy or make him join you!"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying, Albus, that I have also quit the order. If you chose to fire me from my position as deputy headmistress or head of house then you had better give the board a better reason than 'she disagrees with me' or 'she refuses to stay a part of my club'. If you talk to Professors Flitwick and Sprout then they can tell you similar things. Good day to you!" McGonagall stood and left.

'Unlikely' Dumbledore thought 'everyone love me!'

Later that day, Dumbledore had a conversation with the head of Hufflepuff house, he called her to his office and after the usual greetings he began talking. While she wasn't a member, she knew all about the order.

"I'm sure you know about the order quitting" He said "I'm pretty sure you can agree with me when I say that this is ridiculous and we need to convince them to return and work with me"

"No" Sprout immediately replied "I am in total agreement with them, if you lead them the same way you lead this school then I can totally understand why."

"What do you mean? I'm a great headmaster!"

"Ha" Sprout scoffed "you?! Maybe at first but over the years you've been rather idiotic with how you handle situations. I mean trolls, traps that a couple of first years could get through, being taken to court over forced guardianship of a student, constantly letting people get away with minor punishments and there is also your constant meddling in the affairs of Mr Potter. All of the staff are concerned regarding your unhealthy obsession with the boy"

"Harry need me to guide him" Dumbledore replied "without me the boy will fall from the light"

"Harry was never in the light" Sprout spat "he was just smart about it. He may have the bravery of a Gryffindor and loyalty of a Hufflepuff but he also had the intelligence of a Ravenclaw and cunning of a Slytherin. Harry has played you the entire time he has been in Hogwarts and has constantly gotten stronger and smarter since he enrolled, yet you think he needs you?"

"There is no way that Harry could 'play' me"

"Oh yeah?" Sprout smiled "did you ever wonder why he had gotten put in Gryffindor? I've heard him say he did it just so you could lower your guard around him. For someone so smart, you're not really very observant. Harry spent the years holding back until he was able to let loose, then he made his impact. The death eaters are afraid of him, the school and the rest of England are all in awe of him and he has the undying loyalty of many people.

While people are starting to lose respect for you, your reputation is sinking Albus. You're no longer the invincible leader of the light, you're an old man who's past his prime and I suggest you take an early retirement. Good day to you!" She stood and walked out before Dumbledore could respond.

'I must remember to get a new Herbology teacher' He mentally spoke before he sent a letter to Flitwick.

Soon, Professor Flitwick came into the office. Dumbledore was about to offer the usual greetings when Flitwick raised a hand to stop him.

"Listen Dumbledore" The small man stared coldly at him "I've heard about your conversations with Sprout and McGonagall and I only have one thing to say to you" Flitwick then proceeded to offer Albus the finger "Good day to you!" He walked out, slamming the door behind him as he did. Dumbledore sat in complete silence.

'I think I may have to replace the entire staff' He thought.

Not for the first time, Albus was left wondering what he should do. Harry seemed to be resisting his attempts to bring him to the light, and the worst part was that Harry is in such a unique situation. Harry could drag a person into the great hall and kill him and Dumbledore would not be allowed to take any legal action against him. If he didn't stop Harry soon then he could have another dark lord taking over and that is definitely not good, Harry could be worse than Voldemort ever was.

Dumbledore was supposed to spend the end of the year, taking Harry to go and retrieve the locket horcrux. But he didn't feel like doing that, fearing about what could happen if Harry learnt that they existed. Perhaps he would try to create one of his own, while on the subject of Horcruxes, Dumbledore wondered what happened to the ring. He had tracked it down but once he got to the location it wasn't there.

Dumbledore decided that it would be best if he thinks about it more tomorrow, he was too tired to do it now. Besides, if one more person says the words 'good day to you' then he will explode.

A burst of fire appeared above him and a letter dropped from it, it was another howler. It rose into the air, and formed into a mouth.

"Hello Dumbles" The cheery voice of Harry Potter came from it "I heard that your bird club has disbanded, something about having an incompetent leader. Never mind, it's not like they were of much use under your leadership anyway. I'd like to tell you not to worry, I'm here and I will handle those mean death eaters for you, you just relax yourself and stay out of the way. I'm sorry if I've hurt your precious feelings but I have to be honest, you are doing more harm than good and you need to stay out of the way.

If I have to put you in hospital to do so, then I will. Lives are at stake, get over yourself. I will defeat Voldemort, I mean look, and I've already got all of his horcruxes. I will destroy them all and I will destroy Voldemort and his death eaters. Stay out of the way, don't let your stubbornness be your downfall.

This is the end of my letter or howler, so I will part with the following words. As a failure, you are a great success and as a leader, you're about as successful as Ronald's Weasley is at homework. Now, good day to you sir!"

The letter exploded, but not before expelling a huge amount of feathers and goo at the headmaster. Dumbledore sat in silence, green goo all around his face and feathers stuck to him, at that point he decided that he would find whatever way Harry managed to make himself above the law just so he could do the same and kill the irritating boy.

Meanwhile, the irritating boy, was spending his time hunting. Today, his target was Fenrir Greyback, the werewolf that turned Remus. He figured that Remus wouldn't mind, in fact Remus would probably be jealous about the fact that he got to do it instead of him.

Greyback sat in a bar, sitting with his fellow death eaters. Greyback looked around, he knew that all of them looked at him like he was filth but he hated them too, so it was fair. He was a werewolf and unlike others, he was proud. He had embraced the wolf, he was stronger and faster than the rest, and he was better. He knew that for a fact.

He finished his drink, then left the bar, tonight was a full moon. While he didn't really care about the safety of others, he knew that he shouldn't turn or kill other death eaters without permission from the dark lord. He walked out, sneering at anyone he passed, an hour later he reached a forest. Far enough away from anyone else, but if someone wonders in then he wouldn't complain.

"Hello" A voice called, Greyback turned to see Harry Potter, sitting on a nearby rock. He was in his curse costume but he didn't have his hood up. He looked confident, the boy probably didn't know that tonight is a full moon. He sat there, twirling his wand in his hand.

"Hello" Greyback responded with a smile, revealing his sharp and yellow teeth "well, if it isn't the great Harry Potter? What brings you to these parts of the wood?"

"You, believe it or not, you see I have a friend. You bit him when he was a younger"

"Oh did I?" Greyback's smile got even bigger

"Yeah, he didn't appreciate that, you ruined his life. He is a good man, one of the nicest I have ever met, he is not related to me by blood but I still think of him as an uncle. He was ecstatic when I gave him the cure"

"WHAT?!" Greyback roared, he could feel the moon coming and the wolf calling. It was not helping his temper "you can't cure being a werewolf!"

"Yes you can" Harry looked undeniably pleased by Greyback's reaction "I invented the cure, remember Remus Lupin? No longer a werewolf, all thanks to me."

"You bastard! How dare you?!"

"It's not like I forced it on him"

"You cocky little shit" Greyback growled, he could feel the transformation coming along "when I transform I will eat you and shit out your remains"

"I imagine that will be difficult when I break your teeth" Harry stood up and pulled his hood up , he put his and back in his holster "come on Greyback, give us a challenge. I need a good warm up before I get back to my wife"

Greyback's bones transformed, as did the rest of him. His teeth became longer, his eyes turned yellow, he grew taller. Suddenly the wolf emerged, and looked directly at Curse, who was standing calmly in front of him. Greyback would usually just attack him, but there was something wrong with this human.

His instincts were telling him to run, he could practically smell death coming from him. There was also a familiar smell to him, an animal smell, he screamed danger. But the werewolf refused to back down, he was the alpha, he would not roll over.

He charged at the man, he tried to slash him with his claws. Curse did a reverse handspring and managed to get out of the way, the werewolf tried again, Curse ducked. The werewolf was about to try again when he got punched in the face. He stumbled back, confusion written over his face.

He was wondering why he's prey was so strong, he lunged at him, preparing to sink his fangs into the humans neck. Curse jumped up and jumped off the Greyback's head, Greyback went forward and crashed into a tree. He pulled his head off of the tree, and shook it, he growled.

Curse stood, he put his fists up, standing in a defensive position. Greyback charged and tried to crush the human with his claws, Curse moved forwards and grabbed the wolf by his wrist and upper arm and tossed him over his head with an impressive martial arts throw. The werewolf flew overhead and landed on his back, it immediately jumped back up to his feet and tried to attack him again.

Curse dodged three continuous claw slashes from the angry werewolf, the werewolf tried once more, Curse ducked and jumped to the side of the werewolf. He punched Greyback in the ribs and the wolf yelped in pain, and took a step back. Curse jumped in the air and punched Greyback in the face, knocking out a few teeth. The werewolf stumbled back, he had dealt with humans before and this was no ordinary human. He was too fast and strong, usually they'd be killed within a minute.

Curse continued to play with the werewolf for a few minutes, he would dodge, flip and duck out of the way and add the occasional punch or kick. Greyback was getting frustrated, he was getting tired and he was getting more wild. The only thing he had managed to hit was a tree, not counting the one time he accidentally scratched himself and the other time when he tried to bite Curse but ended up sinking his teeth into his own arm.

Curse narrowly dodged being bitten before he hit the werewolf with an uppercut then a jumping, spinning back kick in the face. The werewolf fell to the floor, it was tired and could barely stand. Curse was getting bored, he toyed with the werewolf for a few more minutes before he decided to finish it off.

Greyback was getting tired, and he decided that he had enough, he tried to run but the second he turned his back he was stopped. He was stopped by two arms that grabbed him from behind and out him in a bear hug, or in his case a werewolf hug, Curse tossed the werewolf overhead and the werewolf landed on his head.

Curse stood and removed a potion vial he had prepared before the encounter, once Greyback stood up, Curse tossed the vial into his mouth, then he followed by kneeing him in the mouth. This resulted in blood and teeth pouring out of Greyback's mouth along with pieces of glass and drops of potion.

Fortunately, enough potion was swallowed and Greyback realised what was happening. He thrashed about and scratched at anything in range, he shook his head violently, almost trying to fight the effects. But his efforts were futile, a minute later Greyback was on the floor in his human floor.

He laid there, naked and in pain. He was panicking, he couldn't feel it, he couldn't feel the wolf. The wolf was gone! Potter had taken his wolf away, he snarled at the man who stood above him. Looking down on him as if he was a common dog.

"How did you do that?!" Greyback demanded "no human can take on a werewolf, you're too strong to be a human. Even werewolves aren't that strong, you're not a vampire, so what are you?!"

"Death" Curse replied "I am your death and that is all you need to know"

"You took away my wolf!" Greyback snarled "Give it back!"

"You can join each other in the afterlife" Curse said in an attitude that let Greyback know that he didn't care. "How does it feel knowing that you'll die as a human? Knowing that when you die, you'll be on your own? Just you and no wolf."

Greyback, stood and jumped at Potter, his pain and the fact that Potter had just beaten his werewolf form in hand to hand combat was overshadowed by all his overwhelming rage. He charged at Potter and was hoping that he would be able to smash his head in or at the very least pull that hood up and remove his eyes.

Curse sidestepped and pulled Greyback into a rear headlock. However, Greyback was naked so Curse decided that he did not want to waste any more time being in such close proximity to this man, and once he got home he would be having a shower, just to be safe. He applied some force and a snap echoed throughout the forest, Curse let him go and Greyback's dead body fell to the floor. Curse conjured a body bag and placed Greyback into it.

At the ministry, Amelia Bones and Rufus Scrimgeour, the new minister of magic, rushed to the reception area for the entrance to the ministry of magic. Both were followed by ten aurors each, a lot of people stopped just to see the two. Both had been sent an urgent letter telling them to come there immidietley.

Once the two got there, they realised that there were a lot of reporters. They looked at each other, their faces telling the other one that they had no idea what was happening. All of a sudden, the people around them started going wild. Cameras started flashing, people started screaming and the aurors had all taken their wands out as had the two ministry officials.

The reason for this behaviour, soon became clear, Potter came walking up to the both of them. He was wearing his Curse costume with the hood down, to reveal his proud face. He was also dragging a big black bag with him, which everyone quickly realised was a body bag. He walked over to the two.

"Hello guys" He said cheerfully, the aurors all pointed their wands at him.

"Put them down" Amelia ordered "Lord Potter is above the law and you cannot arrest him, even if you could I doubt any of you would be able to capture him." The aurors all begrudgingly lowered their wands.

"Lord Potter" Rufus spoke up "I can assume that you were the one behind the letter that was sent to me and I can guess that Miss Bones had received a similar one." Amelia bones nodded and Rufus continued "What exactly are you planning?"

"Give us a sec" Harry grinned.

He pulled the zip of the bag open just enough to reveal Greyback's face. The aurors gasped, they all knew how strong an opponent Greyback was, even Mad-Eye Moody had to admit that Greyback was tough. Harry levitated the body so it hung in the air. He jumped up onto the receptionist table and turned to the crowd.

"Good evening" He spoke, everyone listened with undivided attention "for those of you who don't know, I am Harry James Potter. Also known as the 'boy-who-lived', 'saviour of the wizarding world', 'Curse', 'wrecker of reality' and 'overall badass'! I take pride in the last one. I want to talk to you all about something, I've spent a lot of time hunting death eaters and I'm pleased to say that I've cut down about three quarter of them." People from the crowd gasped in shock

"That's right, I am winning this war, we are winning this war! The death eaters are on the run! They're scared and they're afraid, I will hunt down each and every one of them and once I'm done I'm going for the biggest one, Voldemort." The crowd flinched and shuddered .

"I've beaten him multiple times and I can do it again. However there are a few things I want to inform you people about, things you deserve to know, things you need to know. The first thing you should know, is that my success, is being hindered by Albus Dumbledore.

The headmaster of Hogwarts is not pleased with me and that's because of a lot of reasons, which I will list for you. He is upset that he isn't the one stopping the death eaters, he's upset because I refuse to follow his long and overly convoluted plans, he is upset because he can't control me the same way he controls overs and he is upset because I am killing death eaters.

The man is living in a fantasy world, we all see a war but he sees a lovely little world where everyone can be redeemed. He has held back talented people from doing what they do best, I know all of you look at him like he is the reincarnation of Merlin but he's not.

Dumbledore and Voldemort have one thing in common, other than being a huge pain in the neck, they're both human. Voldemort can and will die and Albus Dumbledore is getting out of control. I mean just look at all the things he's done over the years.

He brought a Cerberus into school, repeatedly hired unstable and dangerous professors, taken an unhealthy and creepy interest in me, he never tried to free my godfather from Azkaban, he forced me to stay with abusive relatives, he ignores the students welfare and avoids punishing bullies because he hopes they change. There is much more than that, but if you want to know then ask your children, I'd be ranting all day otherwise and I have better things to do.

For those of you with functional eyes, you may have noticed the dead body floating above me. Fenrir Greyback, is the name of this particular corpse, I killed him today. Mr Greyback is a mass murdering psycho, and he is also a werewolf. It's people like him who give werewolves a bad name, it's because of people like him that good people and good children are forced to hide from their friends and family and from the public eye.

Not all werewolves are the same, the same way that not all muggles or wizards are the same. I knew a werewolf and he is one of the nicest men I ever knew and the only competent defence teacher I've had, not counting the death eater imposter.

The more observant of you would have noticed the past tense, I used that but not because the person is not dead but he is no longer a werewolf. Remus Lupin, a friend of mine, was the test subject of a potion invented by Severus Snape and myself. Ladies and gentlemen, we have discovered, actually discovered...a cure. We have found a cure!"

The hall burst into noise, disbelief, applause, questions and camera flashed were some of the things that could be hard. Nobody could believe the words that came from Harry Potters mouth, Harry knew that by tomorrow there would be a smiling ex-werewolf who would want nothing more than to give him a hug.

"It's true!" Harry shouted "It's honestly real! I swear on my magic and life, I along with Mr Snape and assistance from my house elves, have invented a cure. Soon I will arrange a meeting with Gringotts and the ministry to discuss funds and distribution of the cure.

Alright, I have to go now but I'd like to say a few quick things before I go. Don't be biased and prejudiced, please treat all living beings with kindness and respect unless they actually try and attack you and don't be afraid. Because pretty soon, the only death eaters will be dead death eaters. Goodnight everyone."

Harry bowed and flamed out, leaving behind a wild crowd and a dead body for the ministry to deal with. When he got home, Ginny was in bed, reading a book. When he came in, she tossed the book onto the night stand.

"Eventful night?" She asked, Harry allowed her to view what happened tonight, directly from his mind.

"So..." Harry sat next to her "Harry did good?"

"Yes, yes Harry did good" Ginny chuckled

"So...Harry gets a reward?" He asked hopefully

"Damn you and those bloody eyes, I can never say no to you." Ginny said in mock anger "What do you want for your reward?"

"You, a nice shower, a good night sleep and some tasty breakfast in the morning. In that order, please"

"Well…who am I to refuse?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and crashed her lips into his, and Harry received his rewards, one by one in the requested order, even the tasty breakfast.