Harry sighed as he woke up. Today he wasn't grounded anymore!
"Your grounded for a month." Stolas said.
"But Papa I killed the bad guy!" Harry said.
"You broke into the IMP Armory and stole a shotgun and pistol." Blitzo reminded him. A shotgun that is useless now."
"Loony helped me!" Harry protested.
"You little snitch!" Loona said.
"Hey if I go down you go down with me!"
"Yes I saw in the security video and Loonas pay has been docked for the market cost of the shotgun and ammo." Blitzo said.
"Hey look whose not grounded anymore!" Octavia greeted Harry as he skipped. Literally skipped into the kitchen. "You ready for the Wrath Ring?"
"Hell yes!" Harry said. I can't wait to meet Aunt Millie's family!"
A week later Harry returned with his arm in a sling.
"What the bloody hell happened?!" Octavia demanded.
"Well I got a grandma and grandpa now." Harry said happily. "Lotsa aunts and uncles, some cousins my age And maybe a new friend?"
"What happened why's your arm in a sling?" Octavia demanded.
"Oh some imp assassin tried to kill Papa."
"WHAT?!"
Harry told Octavia about Striker the newest prisoner in the palace dungeons.
"Plus now IMP has a really cool blessing tipped rifle in their arsenal." Harry said eagerly. "You should see it it's gorgeous!"
"You still didn't explain the sling."
"Oh yeah. Striker tried to kill me."
"What why?!"
"Cause I found his blessed rifle. Luckily Strings overheard him overpowering me physically and stabbed him 5 times." Harry slurped soda from a can through a straw. "In the kidney."
"Wow."
"Yeah dad offered Strings a job with IMP when he graduates in a few years." Harry said happily.
"Sounds like your looking forward to that."
"He's cute." Harry said as Octavia drank from her coffee with a smirk.
"Does my baby brother have his first crush? Oh that is adorable."
The two ate from their Easter Holidays stash as Harry told her about his year at the wizarding school of Hogwarts.
In the month of July Stolas arrived at the breakfast table with a letter for Harry.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Inside the letter was enclosed a list of books he would need for the new school year.
Aside from the next level The Standard Book of Spells there wasn't much else except for a bizarrely long list. All by a wizard named-
"Who In Satans Balls is Gilderoy Lockheart and why has he written half your book list?" Blitzo demanded.
"No clue but check out these last two." Harry pointed out the last two titles of the Lockheart Collection.
Interloping With Imps by Gilderoy Lockheart.
Halloween With Hellhounds by Gilderoy Lockheart.
"Ooo." Harry said as he read the last three books needed.
History of Non Magical Warfare by Blitzo Goetia
Tsun Zus The Art of War
Heavenly and Hellborn Beings by Collin the Cherub
"Dad. The Art of War? Really?"
"Hey even if your a peacenik it's a fascinating book." Blitzo insisted. "And I just compiled some world historical references to battle and the advancement of warfare into an easy to understand book for wizards."
Harry had to double take those last two titles Imps and Hellhounds? Had this wizard encountered Hellborn creatures before? Maybe he would be a better teacher than Quirrel.
"So Lucius wrote me a letter, we're going shopping with the Malfoy's on Saturday." Blitzo told Harry from across the desk in his personal study.
"You had to call me to your study just to tell me that?" Harry asked Blitzo.
"No I wanted to also go over our plans for the school year. I won't show favoritism towards you I hope you realize that."
"Of course Dad I wouldn't want it any other way."
"Okay good. So, what movies should we pick for Movie Night?"
"Octavia is leaving for school next week and I know she won't admit it but she's got a weakness for musicals."
"As do I occasionally..."
"I know dad but we can't watch Spirit every week."
"Why not it's a great movie!"
That Saturday saw Harry and Blitzo preparing for a day of shopping and fun with friends/allies.
"Want to go get your books out of the way?"
"Sure. Then I need to stock up in quills, ink parchment and potion ingredients."
There was an unusually large crowd at Flourish and Blotts. Blitzo and Harry managed to squeeze inside saying "school shopping." Then they saw why there was a crowd.
A relatively handsome wizard with pearly whites flashing for cameras was posing next to a pile of books labeled Magical Me.
"It can't be Harry Potter."
"Hey!" Blitzo said before being pushed back into the crowd.
"Nice big smile Harry together you and I are worth the front page." Lockheart whispers into Harry's ear.
"Ladies and Gentlewizards, when young Mr. Potter here-"
"Goetia." Harry muttered in rage. Be calm be calm. Remember what your therapist said, deep breaths in...out...in...god this guy is a pompous idiot.
"-entered Flourish and Blotts this morning he ONLY intended to buy a copy of my autobiography Magical me. Which I will be gladly providing to him a signed copy free of charge." The pompous ass said to applause and awws from witches.
"Shut up shut up just shut the fuck up."
"Well I have a surprise for Harry and all his classmates they will all be getting the real magical me. Witches and Gentlewizards I have accepted the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry."
BANG!!!
Lockheart squealed as he fell over grabbing his knee in pain.
"Have this I don't want this filth." Harry gave the copy of Magical Me to a random witch who squealed and gave Harry a kiss on his cheek.
"All right Goetia?" Came a familiar drawling voice.
"Draco!" Harry hugged his first and best wizard friend. "Can you believe that idiot is gonna be our teacher?"
"No more than I can believe those last two titles. You know he claims to have come across a band of imps dedicated to murdering humans in the living world?"
"What?! I don't remember this fucking titmouse!" Blitzo protested. Having pushed his way up to the front through threat of his very real pistol.
"Dad he's right it's all in here."
"Blitzo Moxxie And Millie All followed me to the hideout of foul dark wizard Saelin. The fuck I don't remember this!" He walked over to Lockheart and kicked his injured knee making Lockheart shout in pain. "What the Hell is this bullshit?" The imp demanded?
Lockheart brought out his wand shakily. "Episaka-"
Harry then punched Lockhearts gut making him double over and the wizards holding him up let go.
"All right we're getting to the bottom of this. Blitzo dialed a number on his Hellphone. "Stolas honey? We got a prisoner to interrogate. Yeah some mortal who claims to have encountered IMP before but when I rack my brain all I get is a fog. Gotcha."
Harry enclosed his fist and black inky tentacles rose and binded Lockheart.
Lockheart shouted "Don't just stand there you idiots."
The wizards with him brought out their Wands and aimed them at Harry and Blitzo.
Blitzo brought out his own flintlock and BANG! BANG! The two wizards lay dead on the floor.
The crowd ran out of Flourish and Blotts screaming.
"I need to write a quick letter." Blitzo rapidly started banging on the bell on the desk. "HEY SHOPKEEP! need to write a letter got a quill ink and parchment to spare?!"
The register worker shakily handed Blitzo parchment ink and a quill.
Head Giver Dumbledore
Need a New Defense Teacher
Lockheart is now a Prisoner of Ars Goetia
Due to indiscrepencies in my memory and the book Interloping with Imps.
Might I recommend the werewolf Remus Lupin?
Blitzo Goetia
"Alrighty. I'm gonna go send this off and be right back. You boys guard the prisoner until I get back."
"Got it Dad."
"Yes sir."
"Boys please." Lockheart pleaded.
"You wanna shoot him?" Harry asked handing Draco his pistol.
BANG!
"Wicked!" Draco said eagerly seeing Lockheart fall on his side as both his kneecaps where shot out with rock salt.
"All right boys I'm gonna take this bitch to the dungeons at the palace you two have fun Okay? Harry I want you to listen to Draco's parents while I'm gone alright?"
"Yessir."
"Good boy. He called Stolas as he pulled Lockheart up by his hair and Draco's parents came into the store. Narcissa wrinkles her nose in distaste at the corpses in front of the Lockheart display.
"Stolas baby? I'm ready with the prisoner."
"Well this has been an...exciting morning." Lucius said as Harry kicked one of the corpses.
"Don't look scandalized they tried to curse me and dad." Harry said to Narcissa. "Their probably showing up in pride right about now."
In Pride...
A imp like demon and a moth demon fell together and landed in the middle of the street.
"Are...are we alive?" The imp like demon asked his fellow former wizard.
Honk Honk...SPLATTER
"Yes well, shall we break for lunch?" Lucius asked.
Blitzo joined them at Fortescues Ice Cream Parlor a half hour later.
"Shackled up and wand snapped." Blitzo said as he sat next to Harry in the booth. "Strikers got an new Celly."
"Who is Striker?" Draco asked.
"Oh we went to the Wrath ring this summer for the Harvest Moon festival." Harry said. "I got to meet aunt Millie's family and got an extended family of my own in hers. I also got to participate in the Junior Pain Games."
"What are the Junior Pain Games?" Narcissa asked skeptically. "Sounds ghastly."
"Aw thank you. The Pain Games are a yearly competition to decide who among the participants is the toughest, toughest bastard in Wrath!" Harry said excitedly.
"How charming." Lucius said as Draco cut his hamburger in half.
"I've always wanted to participate in something like that at school but Papa always forbid it." Harry said. "But he let me this year and I tied with the winner."
"How exciting."
"Yep I couldn't be more proud of my little killer here." Blitzo clapped Harry's shoulder.
"What happened on the Third Floor? The Daily Prophet wasn't exactly clear because they couldn't get an interview with you but they said Amelia Bones declines to charge you with murder."
"Quirrel was acting as host for Voldemort who now lives as a parasitic wraith like spirit." Harry said. "After taping C4 to the Mirror of Erised I shot at it causing it to explode when the bullet made contact."
"What is C4?" Lucius asked.
"Plastic Explosive." Blitzo explained. "Little killer here raided IMPs armory and took a shotgun and pistol along with it. Killed 2 trolls with the shorty single handedly."
"So Quirrel is thrown like halfway across the room by the explosion and the impact knocks out like a ton of his teeth. Then as Voldemort goes "Get the Stone!" I hold my glock to his head and tell him "Beg me for your life." As if I'm going to grant him mercy then BOOM!" Harry slams a fist on the table. Cackling with glee before taking a slurp of his soda. "Quirrels dead, Host body destroyed, wraith knocks me out and next thing I know I'm waking up in the Hospital Wing with Dad waiting for me."
Lucius And Narcissa just stare not knowing how to react to seeing such glee in a child that he had taken a life.
"Oh I know that look." Harry said. "Your concern is touching but not necessary when your mortal like me and have been raised in Hell you realize that Hell isn't much to be afraid of. Especially when you have family."
To Be Continued...