The Ministry Atrium
Albus Dumbledore and the self-proclaimed Lord, Voldemort were battling for at least 50 minutes, for someone his age Dumbledore has endurance and stamina that you wouldn't see in 113 year old man, and Voldemort, while only resurrected for just a few months, has regained much of his feared magical power.
The atrium was in ruins, The fountain and its statues were blasted to pieces, rubble and debris were scattered about, and the walls and floor had long scorch march suggesting the use of a flame whip spell, and the ground was wet and slippery due to Dumbledore's hydro-kinetic spell.
"Give it up, you old fool, powerful you may be, you cannot kill me nor can anyone." Voldemort sneers at the old git.
"You will die Tom, I assure you of that, besides the aurors have just arrived along with Fudge." and true to his word, Voldemort glanced to his left to see aurors and that foolish, bumbling idiot of a minister that inadvertently helped him all year long, until Potter ruined his plans again That bloody little boy, thinking he could stop me, I'll make his death painfully slow.
"BLOODY HELL! ITS YOU-KNOW-WHO!" one of the aurors screams in shock.
"POTTER AND DUMBLEDORE WERE RIGHT! HE'S BACK" another one yelled.
My reputation and credibility in the Ministry just died in front of me Fudge thought as he now sees the stupidity of his slander campaign, and ignoring the warnings he had been give the night after the TriWizard tournament, my career is doomed
Looking at the Minister, who is just looking on with wide eyes, fear, and disbelief all over his face, Voldemort smirks and announces.
"It doesn't matter if Potter or Dumbledore were right, your refusal to believe of my return has helped me greatly."
The aurors just looked down in shame, so did the minister.
"I'll reward all of you quick deaths for assisting me in my return, after I deal with this persistent old bug that's been troubling me for as long as I can remember."
Dumbledore chose that moment to cut in "There are many reasons you're wrong Tom, Harry is one of them."
Voldemort sneers "That hero of yours is only average in magic, and is nothing compared to me. How can you possibly think he is a problem for me?"
Harry chose that moment to roar in anger at being insulted and a desire to stick it to Voldemort. let his claws out once more and lunged.
The people who were in the atrium froze upon hearing a roar of what sounded like an angry dragon, then saw Harry Potter leap at He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, that boy is just asking to get killed.
Voldemort looked at the source of the roar only to feel the impact of something stabbing him in right in the chest area, just above his heart, and fell down when it was accompanied by a body.
He quickly raised his wand and fires a Reducto on what hit him, he got up and had momentary look of shock at seeing Harry Potter.
But this wasn't the Harry Potter he fought in that graveyard last year, no this one had a feral look in its eyes, had bone claws coming out of his hands, and most frighteningly, the large wound he had, which was displaying his bones, muscles and a few of his organs, quickly heal and close itself in just under 6 seconds.
He had no idea what this power Potter had gained, but he'll find a way to counter it, maybe even take it from him. He didn't have another moment to think again as Potter lunged at him again, he blasted the boy back with another Reducto which quickly healed again. He decided to use the flame-whip spell to keep him at a distance, it worked as Potter was grunting in pain, not once screaming so he decided to use one of his favorites.
"CRUCIO!" A red light flew from his wand and hit Potter, he smirked and gave a small sigh of relief, when he heard the brat yell in pain.
Once again he felt the pain of a thousand white-hot knives stabbing him everywhere and getting electrocuted at the same time, which seemed to awaken the feeling inside he had that he had been trying very hard to contain, but the pain was too much.
Voldemort was laughing while Dumbledore and the others were trying to get to him, but a physical shield made by Voldemort was standing in the way, Dumbledore quickly went to work to bringing it down.
"Did you like that Potter?" He sneers at the boy, "Do you so wish to join your pathetic parents so soon? Sorry Boy, but I'm going to kill you in the slowest way possible, starting with your mind." The snake faced man taunted.
The pain was unbearable, but he the way he said Boy brought back bad memories, and with it, a clusterfuck of rage.
Voldemort continued to laugh, but stopped when he saw the brat slowly stand up and roar at him, he focused even more on keeping him down, which momentarily worked, but the boy got up again.
His healing powers were working at an insane rate, and quickly with claws out, lunged at Voldemort.
Voldemort saw the boy lunge for him again, and tried to hit him with another Crucio when the boy stopped short and rolled out of the way, and instead of lunging at him, ran at him, and he was running very fast, so he did what any smart person does when faced with this kind of situation.
He ran the opposite direction, It didn't work because when something is angry and feral, you do not turn your back on it, cause you just made yourself an easier target.
Harry lunges once more in his berserk state and tackles Voldemort, he raises both hands and starts to stab and slash the noseless prick.
Voldemort screams in pain and manages through the pain to hit the boy with another Reducto before managing to reach one of the nearby floo stations and escaping.
Harry roars in anger at his prey escaping, sniffs around to at least locate him, but can't find that reptilian scent his prey carries.
"Merlin, what is he?"one of the aurors ask in fear.
"A DARK CREATURE IS WHAT HE IS! SEIZE HIM!" Fudge, ever the bumbling idiot, shouts in fear. maybe if I show the public the monster Potter became I can get some approval back.
The aurors were reluctant considering Potter just made the most feared dark wizard in recent history running for his life.
"WELL! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?"
the aurors slowly move, but are immediately frozen when the boy looks at them.
With golden eyes that has a feral gleam behind it, they took a step back and ran.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GET HIM! ARREST HIM! HE'S A DARK CREATURE!" Fudge was bellowing at the top of his lungs.
He didn't notice the boy getting control back, nor did he notice he just walked calmly until he was 2 meters in front of him.
"What was that Minister?" That shut him up quick.
"You want me to be arrested? when I just showed you that Voldemort" Fudge and everyone else except Dumbledore flinched "has just return and all you want to do is not declare his return, or admit you're wrong, but ARREST ME!" Harry slowly let his claws out.
Fudge looked at the claws, then at Harry's pissed off face, then at the claws again, then gulped.
"You better declare Voldemort's return and admit to the public that you were wrong," Harry growls at him "And on another note, DO NOT tell anyone of my powers or have me arrested or else..." He walks right in front of him and puts the claws under his chin "Well, you and Bellatrix will share the same fate, like all the Death Eaters in the Department of Mysteries."
Fudge was pale, and he also pissed his trousers. "Do YOU UNDERSTAND ME!" The Boy-Who-Lived roars.
"Yes" Fudge squeaks out "Yes, I'll tell the public, Yes I'll admit I was wrong. Please don't kill me" Fudge whimpers.
Harry sheathes his claws "I won't." Fudge breathes a sigh of relief "Don't make me regret sparing you." Fudge shakily nodded.
"Harry" Albus softly calls out "What?" Harry calls back.
"We can discuss tonight's events along with your new...abilities" Dumbledore says.
"Fine, you're going to be explaining everything, do not leave any details out or I'm going to gut you like a fish." Harry finishes with a threat.
"Of course, my boy, I know someone who can explain your abilities, he may have already detected you."
Harry grunts in acknowledgement. Tired from the ordeal that he ignored the last part of Dumbledore's sentence.
A few hours later, Hogwarts Hospital Wing
Harry approaches his friends slowly. thoughts are running through his brain, his anxiety of his friends hating him for his powers, his fear of rejection, and the berserk feral state he gets into when pushed too far, he tries hard to clear his mind, heh, clear my mind, like that greasy son of a... SNAPE!
He gains control of himself and remembers what he was doing in the hospital wing in the first place.
He looks at his friends, none of them had noticed him yet, thankfully as he still needs to prepare for the incoming conversation, so he stands and just gazes at them.
Unaware of Harry's gaze, his friends are talking among themselves.
Neville, Luna and Ginny were filling Ron and Hermione in on what happened as they had been unconscious through the entire ordeal.
"What were his abilities again? Retractable claws? And healing beyond what magic is capable of? There is only one person known in the muggle world that has the same abilities. That I know of." Hermione tells the group.
"Wizards showing their abilities out in the open? Are they crazy?" Neville asks incredulously
"Not Wizards, mutants." Hermione corrects
"Mutants? What are those?" Ginny inquires, mutants? Never heard of those before.
"Mutants are people born with special abilities that separates them from regular people, their powers vary, from telepathy, telekinesis, control over weather, control over ice, and like what you saw in Harry, rapid healing and claws." Hermione explains
"How is Harry one of them? How are mutants even made?" Ron asks.
"Well Ron, when 2 people love each other..."Ginny starts, "No Ginny, that's not what I meant."
"There has been no recorded mutant wizard in existence, so I don't know" her friends gasp "Hermione not knowing something? Oh dear Merlin. the end is nigh" Ginny jokingly says.
Hermione playfully glares at her but continues with her explanation.
"For the first question, in the muggle world we study something called science, in science there is something we study called genetics, part of genetics is something called DNA, DNA is *Insert a Hermione-ish explanation of DNA here*"
"So DNA is what makes me, me?" Neville asks finding this muggle thing called science interesting.
"Basically yes, mutants possess a genetic trait called an X-gene that allows them to develop their abilities naturally, usually they're triggered during puberty or during times where the mutant in question is in high levels of emotional, mental, physical stress. their powers will activate. The X-gene is mostly said to be hereditary, so mutants make mutants."
"So in short, Harry is a mutant because he may possibly be related to this certain mutant, maybe even descended from him." Hermione finishes.
"Who is this mutant?" Ron asks
"He is called The Wolverine, the biggest difference between him and Harry is that Wolverine has his entire skeleton coated in adamantium" Hermione is interrupted by Neville.
"Adamantium!?" he says incredulously "That metal is virtually indestructible, and can deflect all kinds of magic, even the killing curse." He says faintly.
"Many pureblood families pay a fortune for anyone willing to smith adamantium heirlooms or weapons, which is a painfully long process." Neville explains to the group.
"This Wolverine person is practically indestructible then? Adamantium skeleton? Instant healing? Bloody Hell." "Hey, that's Ron's line." "No it...Well I do say it a lot."
Harry chooses this moment to arrive.
"Hey guys." He says softly, everyone jumps at the sound of his voice.
"HARRY!" they shout in surprise, they didn't even hear his footsteps.
they stay silent for a while, Ron decides to break the ice.
"Soooo, claws and healing? Mind giving Malfoy a scare? maybe he'll wet himself." Ron says with a smile. Harry smiles back.
"I'd rather not show my ability, but then again, Voldemort" *cue flinches* "will probably tell my powers to his Death Eaters, hopefully Fudge will keep his mouth shut or I'll shove one of my claws down his throat." His friends flinched at the violent threat, knowing that Harry can definitely follow up that threat.
"Harry?" Hermione asks, "What happened back there?"
"I lost control Hermione. I went berserk and tore apart anything wearing a black cloak and a silver mask, I'm disgusted with myself, yet I know that its a whole lot safer with them dead rather than in Azkaban where The Dark Twat can break them out again."
"I got the claws after Sirius fell through the veil" his friends look down in mourning and Neville puts his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"We know Harry, and we're so sorry." Ginny says sadly, she was close to Sirius as well, being the only adult she could tolerate back in Grimmauld Place since everyone treated her and everyone else like children especially mum, "they shouldn't know these things, they're just children" she said, hah, I don't think Harry has ever been a child, nor was I since the chamber.
"You have nothing to be sorry for." Harry says, his voice scratchy, "It's me who should be sorry, I went there even when Hermione told me that it may have been a false vision, but Sirius was the closest thing I had to family, He cared that he wanted me out of Durzkaban" his friends smile at the name he gives to his relatives' house.
"I got all of you hurt, I got Sirius killed, and now you'll look at me like a monster, like you should do." Hermione cuts in "Harry stop, It wasn't your fault we got hurt, we chose to go with you, Voldemort fooled you like he has fooled many others."
"And we'll never look at you like a monster" Ron says "unless you're looking at me with your claws out." everyone chuckles at this very Ron comment.
"So Harry don't blame yourself, you'll never be a monster in our eyes, you're our friend." Neville finishes.
"Thanks guys, that really means a lot to me" Harry says his voice threatening to sob "I never had the chance to mourn for my parents, I never had the chance to mourn for anything." "It's okay Harry, its okay to cry." Ginny says to comfort him.
"I never knew how to cry for something I've lost, The Dursleys made sure of that with enough beatings" He says not aware of what he is saying in grief, much to the growing horror of his friends.
"I let one tear out, I get hit with a cricket bat right in the face." His friends start to blanch "I let one sob out, Uncle Vernon would tie the belt around my neck and choke me" Hermione chokes out a sob "and in the end they'll throw me back in the cupboard, and get an even worse beating, when my wounds heal."
He looks up, only to see his friends pale faces, he raises an eyebrow in confusion "What did I say?"
"You never told us that's how your home life was." Hermione had tears falling down her face. "What?" "Why didn't we notice it at all? Are we that much of terrible friends?"
"No Hermione, you guys are not terrible friends, not at all" Harry tries to placates Hermione.
"Why didn't you tell us you were abused?" Hermione asks accusingly, well to Harry it sounds accusing
Harry pales, quickly stands up but is stopped by Neville.
"Harry we need to talk about this, this is serious." Neville says, Harry's home life shook him to the core because It was almost like his own relatives treatment to him when they couldn't detect any accidental magic.
"No we shouldn't" Harry was horrified that he revealed some details of his home life.
"Why Harry? Why didn't you tell us?" Ron asks also horrified, he knew his home life was bad, but not to this extent. Honestly, how many times did he tell his mother that Harry didn't get along with his relatives only to be dismissed as just a phase.
Harry explodes in anger once again.
"BECAUSE NOBODY EVER FUCKING CARED! NOBODY TRIED TO HELP, NOBODY TRIED TO CHECK AND THOSE WHO KNEW OF AT LEAST A LITTLE DIDN'T EVEN LIFT A GODDAMN FINGER! I KEEP HINTING ABOUT IT TO EVERYBODY AND ONLY SIRIUS EVER GOT IT AND NOW HE'S FUCKING DEAD BECAUSE NOBODY CARED TO TELL ME ANYTHING AT ALL!" His friends were cowering, not wanting to be victims of his rage. Harry was on a roll, that he didn't even care that his friends were cowering.
"AND DUMBLEDORE HAS THE GALL TO DISMISS EVERYTHING I SAY I ABOUT THEM!"
"AND THE FUCKING ABUSE CONTINUES HERE AT HOGWARTS WITH THAT GREASY PRICK SNAPE! THAT MAN SHOULDN'T EVEN BE NEAR KIDS AS HE LIKES TO VERBALLY ABUSE THEM! HE HAS HAD IT OUT FOR ME BECAUSE I LOOK LIKE MY FATHER! GREAT FUCKING REASON TO TAKE IT OUT HIS CHILD WHILE HE LIES IN A GRAVE UNABLE TO RETALIATE AND HE ENJOYS IT! THAT SADISTIC PIECE OF SHIT!" Harry is becoming even more enrage that his magic flares up and shatters everything that's made out of glass and flips things around.
"EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME I TELL DUMBLEDORE HE TELLS ME TO STOP AGGRAVATING SNAPE! AND TO ACTUALLY SHOW RESPECT TO HIM! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT? HUH? NO? I CAN'T EITHER BUT DUMBLEDORE TRUSTS HIM SO THAT GIVES HIM EVERY RIGHT TO VERBALLY ABUSE ME AND TREAT ME LIKE JAMES POTTER WHEN JAMES POTTER HAS BEEN DEAD FOR 15 FUCKING YEARS!" Harry is so angry his claws come out, further scaring his friends.
"IF THAT BASTARD IS LISTENING, WELL LISTEN TO THIS, JAMES POTTER IS DEAD, HE HAS BEEN DEAD FOR FIFTEEN FUCKING YEARS, I AM NOT MY FATHER I AM NOT AN ARROGANT SPOILED BRAT IF ANYTHING DRACO MALFOY OR MY COUSIN DUDLEY DURSLEY CAN BE DESCRIBED WITH THOSE WORDS! YOU AUTOMATICALLY ASSUMED I WAS ARROGANT BECAUSE I LOOKED LIKE MY FATHER BUT YOU NEVER TOOK THE TIME TO ACTUALLY KNOW ME! YOU JUST ASSUMED BULLSHIT! YOU TRIED TO KILL SIRUS IN THE SHRIEKING SHACK WHEN YOU WERE JUST RIGHT BEHIND THE DOOR WHEN YOU HEARD THE TRUE STORY OF WHO BETRAYED MY PARENTS YET YOU CHOSE TO TRY TO TURN THEM HIM OVER BECAUSE OF A SCHOOLBOY GRUDGE! HONESTLY WHICH ONE OF US IS MORE IMMATURE!? THE ASSHOLE WHO CAN'T LET GO OF A SCHOOLBOY GRUDGE THAT HE TAKES IT OUT ON HIS SCHOOL NEMESIS SON OR THE SAID SON THAT HASN'T SAID ANYTHING OUT OF ARROGANCE AT ALL!" Harry's magic was flaring up so much that the castle started shaking.
"HARRY! CALM DOWN!" Harry hears Dumbledore's voice.
"GIVE A REASON WHY! YOU DEMAND SO MUCH BULLSHIT! YOU REFUSED TO TELL ME ANYTHING! YOU REFUSED TO LOOK ME IN THE EYE ALL THROUGH OUT THIS YEAR, THEN YOU GIVE ME OCCLUMENCY LESSONS WITH SNAPE! HAVE YOU GONE FUCKING SENILE!?" Harry roars at the Headmaster.
"So, the arrogant brat.." Snape's voice is heard and immediately Harry lunges at him.
Harry stabs his claws right above the chest and takes one hand out and stabs him in the abdomen and lifts him and tosses him right out the hospital wing.
"FUCK HIM AND FUCK YOU!" Harry roars once again.
"HARRY! Please calm down, you're scaring your friends" Harry looks at his friends who were shaking in fear, and the rest of the order who came when Dumbledore quickly called them when Harry tossed Snape's ass right out the hospital wing.
Looking at the pale faces of his friends, he calms down, and sheaths his claws.
looking around at the totaled hospital wing, and the scared faces of the Order members, he asks Dumbledore.
"Are we gonna have that talk in the office?" Dumbledore quickly replies "Yes, my boy" "The password is "Cockroach Clusters" Harry, you may go first"
Harry immediately walks out and notices that his cheeks are wet, he quickly wipes them and continues walking to Dumbledore's office.
Back at The Hospital Wing
"Wow" is all Kingsley has to say at the state of the Hospital Wing
"One of you bring Snape in here, and fast he may have reached a critical state." Dumbledore orders, and he quickly fixes a bed for Severus.
Tonks sets Snape on the bed and quickly asks "What got him so angry?" She was awed and scared at the sheer power Harry was displaying in his rage.
It was Ron who answered, "His home life was filled with abuse and no one ever tried to help him nor cared enough to check on him" then he turns an accusing eye on Dumbledore.
"You keep sending him back there, for "Blood Wards" protection from Dark Wizards, but no protection from his relatives."
Hermione's voice shakily enters the conversation "He wasn't allowed to cry or he'll get a beating and he said he was thrown under a cupboard every time the beating finishes."
Dumbledore looks down at his shoes, knowing that Harry's home life might not be pleasant, but he sincerely hoped that Petunia would forget her grudges against Lily and take care of her son, not abuse him just to insult Lily's memory.
"Well, Dumbledore, got something to say?" Ginny spat.
"I knew what I was going to put him through when I placed him at the Dursleys all those years ago, I hoped Petunia would put aside her jealousy for Lily and take care of Harry" Dumbledore tries to explain but he knows what he did is unforgivable.
"That's the problem with you Dumbledore, you're way to idealistic, always believing in second chances, and look what happened to Harry and look at what happened to Snape because of Harry" Remus spat, angry at Dumbledore for telling all these years that Harry was loved and taken care of that he didn't need to visit.
"You told me he was loved, you told me he was happy, you said that I didn't need to visit him because he already has a family, Why did you lie to me?"
Dumbledore replies "I thought I was doing the right thing, I thought that Petunia was over her grudge"
"Clearly you're wrong on so many levels" Remus coldly replies.
Dumbledore bows his head and goes to his office.
Remus turns to Harry's friends "Are all of you alright?"
"Scared, but we're fine, just scared" Neville tries to add some humor, which slightly works as there were a few chuckles around them.
"I hope both of them walk out of that office alive." Remus says.
Ron replies "Yeah, even if Dumbledore deserves a few hits, he's still the leader of the light."
They all look towards the door where both of them just walked out of.
Over the Atlantic
"We're almost there, just one more hour." Scott calls out
The Blackbird just took off over an hour ago and they were flying at a medium pace (to The Blackbird anyway)
"Can't tell if I'm excited to meet the kid, you know? It's not everyday you meet you're great-grandson when you look young enough to look like his father" Logan says.
Jean chuckles "Well, at least maybe your wild charm will connect him to you, I wonder what he's like?"
"We'll find out when we land, for now relax." Storm says.