Harry started working at a bar, where he met the Vaders, and they instantly
liked him and welcomed him into the group after a while.
Harry hadn't been discovered to escape for about a week he had actually
escaped. The dementors seemed to be getting lazy, following Voldemort
probably.
Harry was introduced to the life of crime, money, sex, drugs (he never did them), and death (this was a new factor in his life). He was the baby of the group, "junior" some called him or Rod for his scar. He was the youngest, and everyone was eager to teach him what they knew.
Over the 2 years he was in the group, he learned everything about weapons, stealth, sex, the trade, and money. He was respected everywhere in Great Britain, along with all the other vaders. He wouldn't be surprised if other countries knew about them as well. America did, since they had an ally group there. But Harry was still unsure if the magical world did. But people were still looking for the "escaped convict" (Harry) So he didn't want to find out
Harry was now 21. He was still 6'3, and had a well-toned body and perfect muscles. His Harry was short now, and gelled, giving him the super model look. He had an apricot-honey tan, which almost hid his scar. And his eyes shown brightly against his skin. He was extremely well dressed. He had a black colored shirt on, with blue jeans. They were both made out of the finest material. That's how the vaders were. They had class.
Harry, right now was sitting in "their" bar reading the newspaper. There seemed to be some mysterious killing, 3 guesses who Harry thought grimly. Harry still wondered when he would confront the wizarding world again. I wonder what granger and those weasels are doing, or the stupid excuse of a godfather, or that damn werewolf are doing. "Stupid son of a bitches" he grumbled. "Who?" one of his closer 'friends' in the vaders asked, Jack.
You see, no one ever trusted anyone else in the vaders, it was how they worked. It was like natural instinct. And it was fine with Harry, since he wasn't keen on being betrayed again.
"Just thinking about some old friends" he mumbled again. "Well, they couldn't have been very nice" Jack chuckled, taking a swig of his whisky. "No....I wouldn't say they were" Harry thought again of the court room, of the disgust and betrayal. Jack, seeing the gleam in Harry's eye that meant trouble slung his arm around him in a brotherly way. "Well, you got us mate, forget about it. Am I right Vader's?!" he called around the bar. Everyone looked up from what they were doing, and gave a little cheer. Lifting their glasses and downing them. Harry grinned, despite himself. He did enjoy this life. The adrenaline he felt when something was going to happen. He got that excited feeling when doing something dangerous. There was something about it, when he was looking for trouble and trouble wasn't looking for him, like it used to be.
"oh by the way, wanna come with me to pick up some money from a guy tonight?" Jack asked "Tony and James are comin' as well. I didn't like the guy when we loned it to him." He said. "Sorry Jack, I already said I'd go with Lincoln and Phil to pick up some of their merchandise tonight." Harry said. "When are you going?" he asked "bout' 1 am, could you make it?" jack asked "yea, Ill meet up with you there." "Kay, Har, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with those 2 lovely ladies there." And walked off to a table with Harry chuckling behind.
Harry gulped down the rest of his whisky and got up. "see you guys later tonight" he called behind his shoulder. Harry walked out the door leaving behind the series of "see Harry" "later, Junior"s behind. He had some business to attend to. He got into his midnight black Jaguar convertible and drove off to a different part of London. To the Leaky Cauldron to be exact.
Harry parked about a block away and got out. When he reached the place, he went down to an alley and summoned a black cloak wandlessly.. He pulled up the hood so his face was completely shadowed and went inside.
It had been a long time since he had been there, but everything was the same. People looked at him a little suspiciously but he ignored them and moved on with a 'man with a purpose' stride.
He managed to catch some of the conversation, and was a little surprised to hear his name mentioned a few times, but he was a Vader, and he masked his feeling very well. Harry decided not to worry about it and moved on into Diagon Alley. When he stepped into the sunlight, memories came flooding into his mind. His first day with Hagrid, sitting under the tree, seeing hermione and Ron, admiring the firebolt. He pushed all these thoughts out with a growl and moved on.
His first order of business was to go to Gringotts and get some wizarding money, or something of the sort. Then he had to go to the Madam Minkse's(not sure?) Robes store for the one he was wearing was the only ones he had.
He started his way there, inconspicuous in the shadows until he heard something that made him freeze in mid step. He turned his head slowly to the pair of men talking about Harry potter. "yes, can you believe it, Lucious Malfoy the paper said. His trial is being held in a few days I think." One was saying, "yea, yea, I heard the charges are for impersonating a high authority person, using poly juice which is illegal, and obviously the Crucio curse for murder." The other added while they walked further away. Harry stood, contemplating what he heard, so he was found innocent was he? Took them long enough. Harry turned and walked on hearing all the conversations about him in the busy alley. "Yea, I heard dumbledore is having a full scale search for him, bigger than before" "I heard he was hiding in Germany" "I feel so bad for him" "I wonder if he is insane." That was all Harry heard until he reached Gringotts.
When he got there Harry went over to a goblin that was free, "excuse me, is there anyway that I can extract money from my vault without having to come back here everytime." Harry asked. The goblin looked up, eager to have a rich customer and said "come right this way, sir" cheerfully.
Harry walked out of Gringotts an hour later with a small pouch that let him reach in and grab the amount of money that he requested with no hassle. He walked over to the robes store and went inside fluently. There, he picked out all the best robes in black and dark green, dark blue, and dark blood red. He walked to the counter with his purchases.
A young witch was there, about 17 and Harry decided to ask her a few questions "did you hear about Harry Potter?" he asked. She looked up and smiled "yea, he was framed! Could you believe it! And no one believed him" she started to add everything up "I suppose Fudge just wanted to get him out of the way, do people believe that Vol- you-know-who is back?" Harry asked, catching himself before he said his name and scared the young witch. "I'm not sure, but I do, I mean Fudge lied to everyone, they are holding a trial this week for him, ya know" she responded "no, I didn't know that" Harry said, pondering "Ya, I wouldn't mind seeing him be put in Azkaban. I feel bad for Harry Potter, so does everyone else. They have been printing apologies in the papers all this week, ya know? I wonder where he got to..." she thought, her words fading away. "Well anyway, the total is 120 galleons." She said.
Harry handed over the money and grabbed his purchases. "Thank y-"Harry was cut off as a scream echoed in the Alley. He whipped around and saw through the windows many dark figures with masks firing curses in every direction. The girl in the shop yelped and was about to duck under her desk when Harry grabbed her arm, "get out of here, go to the ministry and tell the aurors to come. QUICK!" he shouted when she didn't move. She apperated away and Harry went to the door and stepped out. He looked at all the Death Eaters firing curses and then looked at all the people trying to hide. Many were dead, being tortured, or hiding. Harry grabbed his wand out of his sleeve with so much speed it looked like a blur and started firing curses at the deatheaters.
He ducked and rolled as a Crucio came his way. He lifted his hand a little and sent a shock at the death eater, who instantly fell to the ground twitching.
Harry proceeded to take down death eater by death eater until there were only 20 left. Fucking aurors, don't know how to do anything right. This whole street would be full of bodies if I weren't here. What is taking there stupid asses so long??
Harry, getting a bit tired, and wanting to finish it, chanted "etentity codenium Concordia mass" and smirked at the death eater that was about to send a curse his way.
He lifted his hand and said "salutanian" and a huge beam of gold light shot out and hit the deatheaters chest, spinning him in the air and onto the ground 50 ft away. An enormous shockwave erupted from that spot and did the same to the last 20 deatheaters. Leaving them all unconscious and instable.
What Harry didn't notice was that the aurors had arrived and watched the whole scene, all of them rendered incapable of speech with their shock.
Harry turned quickly with his wand pointed at them but didn't say anything.
There was a moment of silence when no one spoke when Harry broke it by saying, "Thank you for gracing me with your presence" his voice dripping in sarcasm and venom which made many of the people there flinch. "As you can see you're a little late, I expected better." Harry growled. No one could see his face still as it was still under the hood.
Harry then spotted a mass of red hair and looked directly at the group. There, standing amongst the aurors were Ron, and Percy. Harry then spotted Hermione, Remus, and Sirius standing nearby and let out a snarl, which no one heard. But he saw them all shiver at the power radiating off of him, and the anger. He seemed to be boring a hole through their heads with his eyes, even though they couldn't see them.
"By order of the ministry, I demand you tell us who you are" a brave soul spoke out. Harry snapped his head to the tall man, who backed away at the intensity of the hooded man.
Harry spoke one sentence that confused, yet frightened them all "The one you all betrayed." The intensity and venom in his voice yet again sent them all cowering, even Remus and Sirius gulped.
Harry was introduced to the life of crime, money, sex, drugs (he never did them), and death (this was a new factor in his life). He was the baby of the group, "junior" some called him or Rod for his scar. He was the youngest, and everyone was eager to teach him what they knew.
Over the 2 years he was in the group, he learned everything about weapons, stealth, sex, the trade, and money. He was respected everywhere in Great Britain, along with all the other vaders. He wouldn't be surprised if other countries knew about them as well. America did, since they had an ally group there. But Harry was still unsure if the magical world did. But people were still looking for the "escaped convict" (Harry) So he didn't want to find out
Harry was now 21. He was still 6'3, and had a well-toned body and perfect muscles. His Harry was short now, and gelled, giving him the super model look. He had an apricot-honey tan, which almost hid his scar. And his eyes shown brightly against his skin. He was extremely well dressed. He had a black colored shirt on, with blue jeans. They were both made out of the finest material. That's how the vaders were. They had class.
Harry, right now was sitting in "their" bar reading the newspaper. There seemed to be some mysterious killing, 3 guesses who Harry thought grimly. Harry still wondered when he would confront the wizarding world again. I wonder what granger and those weasels are doing, or the stupid excuse of a godfather, or that damn werewolf are doing. "Stupid son of a bitches" he grumbled. "Who?" one of his closer 'friends' in the vaders asked, Jack.
You see, no one ever trusted anyone else in the vaders, it was how they worked. It was like natural instinct. And it was fine with Harry, since he wasn't keen on being betrayed again.
"Just thinking about some old friends" he mumbled again. "Well, they couldn't have been very nice" Jack chuckled, taking a swig of his whisky. "No....I wouldn't say they were" Harry thought again of the court room, of the disgust and betrayal. Jack, seeing the gleam in Harry's eye that meant trouble slung his arm around him in a brotherly way. "Well, you got us mate, forget about it. Am I right Vader's?!" he called around the bar. Everyone looked up from what they were doing, and gave a little cheer. Lifting their glasses and downing them. Harry grinned, despite himself. He did enjoy this life. The adrenaline he felt when something was going to happen. He got that excited feeling when doing something dangerous. There was something about it, when he was looking for trouble and trouble wasn't looking for him, like it used to be.
"oh by the way, wanna come with me to pick up some money from a guy tonight?" Jack asked "Tony and James are comin' as well. I didn't like the guy when we loned it to him." He said. "Sorry Jack, I already said I'd go with Lincoln and Phil to pick up some of their merchandise tonight." Harry said. "When are you going?" he asked "bout' 1 am, could you make it?" jack asked "yea, Ill meet up with you there." "Kay, Har, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with those 2 lovely ladies there." And walked off to a table with Harry chuckling behind.
Harry gulped down the rest of his whisky and got up. "see you guys later tonight" he called behind his shoulder. Harry walked out the door leaving behind the series of "see Harry" "later, Junior"s behind. He had some business to attend to. He got into his midnight black Jaguar convertible and drove off to a different part of London. To the Leaky Cauldron to be exact.
Harry parked about a block away and got out. When he reached the place, he went down to an alley and summoned a black cloak wandlessly.. He pulled up the hood so his face was completely shadowed and went inside.
It had been a long time since he had been there, but everything was the same. People looked at him a little suspiciously but he ignored them and moved on with a 'man with a purpose' stride.
He managed to catch some of the conversation, and was a little surprised to hear his name mentioned a few times, but he was a Vader, and he masked his feeling very well. Harry decided not to worry about it and moved on into Diagon Alley. When he stepped into the sunlight, memories came flooding into his mind. His first day with Hagrid, sitting under the tree, seeing hermione and Ron, admiring the firebolt. He pushed all these thoughts out with a growl and moved on.
His first order of business was to go to Gringotts and get some wizarding money, or something of the sort. Then he had to go to the Madam Minkse's(not sure?) Robes store for the one he was wearing was the only ones he had.
He started his way there, inconspicuous in the shadows until he heard something that made him freeze in mid step. He turned his head slowly to the pair of men talking about Harry potter. "yes, can you believe it, Lucious Malfoy the paper said. His trial is being held in a few days I think." One was saying, "yea, yea, I heard the charges are for impersonating a high authority person, using poly juice which is illegal, and obviously the Crucio curse for murder." The other added while they walked further away. Harry stood, contemplating what he heard, so he was found innocent was he? Took them long enough. Harry turned and walked on hearing all the conversations about him in the busy alley. "Yea, I heard dumbledore is having a full scale search for him, bigger than before" "I heard he was hiding in Germany" "I feel so bad for him" "I wonder if he is insane." That was all Harry heard until he reached Gringotts.
When he got there Harry went over to a goblin that was free, "excuse me, is there anyway that I can extract money from my vault without having to come back here everytime." Harry asked. The goblin looked up, eager to have a rich customer and said "come right this way, sir" cheerfully.
Harry walked out of Gringotts an hour later with a small pouch that let him reach in and grab the amount of money that he requested with no hassle. He walked over to the robes store and went inside fluently. There, he picked out all the best robes in black and dark green, dark blue, and dark blood red. He walked to the counter with his purchases.
A young witch was there, about 17 and Harry decided to ask her a few questions "did you hear about Harry Potter?" he asked. She looked up and smiled "yea, he was framed! Could you believe it! And no one believed him" she started to add everything up "I suppose Fudge just wanted to get him out of the way, do people believe that Vol- you-know-who is back?" Harry asked, catching himself before he said his name and scared the young witch. "I'm not sure, but I do, I mean Fudge lied to everyone, they are holding a trial this week for him, ya know" she responded "no, I didn't know that" Harry said, pondering "Ya, I wouldn't mind seeing him be put in Azkaban. I feel bad for Harry Potter, so does everyone else. They have been printing apologies in the papers all this week, ya know? I wonder where he got to..." she thought, her words fading away. "Well anyway, the total is 120 galleons." She said.
Harry handed over the money and grabbed his purchases. "Thank y-"Harry was cut off as a scream echoed in the Alley. He whipped around and saw through the windows many dark figures with masks firing curses in every direction. The girl in the shop yelped and was about to duck under her desk when Harry grabbed her arm, "get out of here, go to the ministry and tell the aurors to come. QUICK!" he shouted when she didn't move. She apperated away and Harry went to the door and stepped out. He looked at all the Death Eaters firing curses and then looked at all the people trying to hide. Many were dead, being tortured, or hiding. Harry grabbed his wand out of his sleeve with so much speed it looked like a blur and started firing curses at the deatheaters.
He ducked and rolled as a Crucio came his way. He lifted his hand a little and sent a shock at the death eater, who instantly fell to the ground twitching.
Harry proceeded to take down death eater by death eater until there were only 20 left. Fucking aurors, don't know how to do anything right. This whole street would be full of bodies if I weren't here. What is taking there stupid asses so long??
Harry, getting a bit tired, and wanting to finish it, chanted "etentity codenium Concordia mass" and smirked at the death eater that was about to send a curse his way.
He lifted his hand and said "salutanian" and a huge beam of gold light shot out and hit the deatheaters chest, spinning him in the air and onto the ground 50 ft away. An enormous shockwave erupted from that spot and did the same to the last 20 deatheaters. Leaving them all unconscious and instable.
What Harry didn't notice was that the aurors had arrived and watched the whole scene, all of them rendered incapable of speech with their shock.
Harry turned quickly with his wand pointed at them but didn't say anything.
There was a moment of silence when no one spoke when Harry broke it by saying, "Thank you for gracing me with your presence" his voice dripping in sarcasm and venom which made many of the people there flinch. "As you can see you're a little late, I expected better." Harry growled. No one could see his face still as it was still under the hood.
Harry then spotted a mass of red hair and looked directly at the group. There, standing amongst the aurors were Ron, and Percy. Harry then spotted Hermione, Remus, and Sirius standing nearby and let out a snarl, which no one heard. But he saw them all shiver at the power radiating off of him, and the anger. He seemed to be boring a hole through their heads with his eyes, even though they couldn't see them.
"By order of the ministry, I demand you tell us who you are" a brave soul spoke out. Harry snapped his head to the tall man, who backed away at the intensity of the hooded man.
Harry spoke one sentence that confused, yet frightened them all "The one you all betrayed." The intensity and venom in his voice yet again sent them all cowering, even Remus and Sirius gulped.