Harry Potter: Retribution II
Chapter 2:
The grounds of Malfoy Manor were normally serine at midnight but today was
like no day that had come before it. Tom Marvolo Riddle, known in the
wizarding world as Lord Voldemort, he-who-must-not-be-names, you-know-who
and a few other descriptions was currently a guest of the Malfoys. In his
two lives Voldemort was responsible (directly or indirectly) for the murder
of numerous British citizens. He had never been caught and tried for his
crimes against the people. Harry Potter was determined that one way or
another the cries of all those that had suffered at his hands would be
silenced tonight.
"Status Check." Harry ordered as he raised the visor of his helmet.
"Crystals are placed, no one can apparate or port key out of the area. All units are armored, armed and ready to move on you signal." Lieutenant Dane answered his commanding officer.
"Lieutenant, you have your orders. When I give the signal knock on the front doors and then make sure no one leaves the premises." Harry stated. He then drew his pistol, checked to make sure the TAC light on it was working. After verifying that he pulled the slide back on the pistol and checked the barrel clear. He then hit the slid released thus chambering the first round into the barrel. He then placed his sidearm into its holster and held out his hand for his primary weapon.
"Are you sure you would not rather take an SMG sir?" The officer asked as he handed Harry a Remington shotgun.
"Positive." Harry then chambered shells into the shotgun and placed it in his shoulder harness. "Understood sir. Lock and load people." The Lieutenant ordered over the mic's. Harry then walked over to his position and prepared to enter Malfoy Manor. ~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
Voldemort was in the middle of going over his latest plan when an explosion shook the mansion all the way to the foundation. Large amounts of dust fell from the ceiling above them and yelling could be heard through the silencing spell cast around the room (it kept sound from getting out, not in).
"What was that?" Voldemort asked looking at his followers.
Macnair, Crabbe, and Goyle, anticipating their master's request immediately ran to see what the commotion was. Several Death Eaters entered the chamber the meeting was being held and reported to their lord.
"My lord, muggles have breached the manor." A Death Eater yelled from the doorway.
"Impossible." Lucius retorted.
Voldemort said nothing. He simply stood in place with his eyes closed. He was searching for something. or more appropriately, someone.
"He's here." Voldemort finally stated.
"Who my lord?" Draco Malfoy asked.
"Potter." As the name rolled from their master's lips, the room full of Death Eaters all drew their wands and awaited their lords instructions.
"Everyone to the upper levels. I want those muggles to pay for stepping foot on wizard soil." Voldemort ordered.
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Harry Potter had planned this night very carefully. He also wanted to make a lasting impression on any Death Eaters that might actually live to see the rising son. He had acquired a government motorcycle for this mission and once it was started he drove straight at the front door of the Manor. The Death Eaters on guard removed their invisibility cloaks to get a good aim at the muggle that dared to drive at the manor only to feel the sensation of hot metal impact at various points of their bodies. Harry had given orders that the exterior guards were to be wounded, not killed. The snipers, masters at their craft, took down the men with very little difficulty. Had they left their cloak's on they would still be hit thanks to the techno-wizard enhanced scopes.
He had calculated distances, speeds for his bike and for his calling card. He watched as the timer on his HUD reached the final ten seconds. Perspiration was falling down his helmet covered head and when the timer reached zero he pressed the button on his bike which set an electronic signal to his lieutenant.
"Fire!" The lieutenant yelled.
Two soldiers then depressed the button's on their launchers and two missiles flew from their tubes, past Harry Potter and impacted on the manor doors blowing a hole in the once regal looking wall. Shards of glass, metal, and wood flew into the manor. Two Death Eaters that were near the doors when they blew were killed by a combination of the shrapnel and the weapons blast radius. A small group of four death eaters ran to see what was going on and were greeted by Harry Potter as he hit rode the bike into the manor. Upon seeing the death eaters Harry slid off the bike and watched as it flew into the group of evil wizards and witches nailing two of them with the fast moving object. Harry drew his shotgun and quickly fired into two rounds into the group of standing death eaters. The buckshot nailed the four villains and sent the to the floor of the manor bleeding in pain.
"Road Runner is in. Repeat, Road Runner is in." Harry said speaking into his throat mic.
"Copy Road Runner, we are moving in as ordered and will ensure none slip out on to the grounds."
"Hello ickle Potter." A voice called out, echoing through the halls of Malfoy Manor.
Harry ignored the taunt, drew two shells from his ammo pack, and then loaded them into his weapon. Before he moved he placed the weapon in his left hand drew his pistol from its holster and fired the weapon at all six death eaters. Two bullets were placed in every person. An unknown witch launched herself at Harry only to fall down dead once he aimed and pulled the trigger of his pistol.
"Come out Lestrange. I have two bullets for you. They even have your name etched onto them." Harry said.
"Why are you using muggle weapons Potter? It is beneath a wizard of your stature." The deranged Bellatrix inquired.
"Poetic justice. You and your lot hate muggles and muggleborns, so I thought it only fitting for you to die not by magic, but by normal means." Harry said. Harry then began creeping towards the direction of Bellatrix's voice.
"It will not be us who dies this day Potter. No. it will be you." Bellatrix stated as she came into view at the end of the hallway.
"Is that so." Harry said stopping in his tracks.
Bellatrix stood in the dark hall looking at the young man. Waiting for him to make his one fatal mistake. To her surprise Harry didn't make it.
Stopping near a darkened doorway Harry pointed the pistol to the left of him and fired three rounds into the side passageway. Rodolphus Lestrange fell face first onto the ground. Blood exited his body from the three wounds and his wand rolled from his lifeless hand. Bellatrix looked at the two in horror.
"That was for Frank Longbottom." Harry stated.
"Avada Kedavra." Bellatrix screamed with all her hate.
Harry rolled to the right side of the hall avoiding the killing curse meant to end his life. He ejected the spent magazine from his pistol and then rolled back to the left of the hall and slammed the new clip into the pistol and released the slide of the pistol chambering a new bullet. He then fired four times at Bellatrix, each bullet narrowly missing the deranged death eater. Wood and plaster splintered from the wall and Bellatrix looked at the four holes in the wall from the bullets that just narrowly missed her person.
"You missed me Potter." Bellatrix screamed. She then turned and launched a curse into the corridor. The spell ignited the wall but Harry Potter was nowhere to be seen.
"Lumos." She called out lighting her wand tip. Bellatrix looked around, checking the side passageway where her husband had lied in wait for Potter.
"Where are you Potter."
As if to answer her question Bellatrix heard the unfamiliar sound of something clicking behind her head. She turned slightly to see Harry standing behind her, his pistol at the base of her skull.
"This is for Alice Longbottom." Harry said as the woman looked on fear.
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"My lord, we've lost thirteen death eaters so far." Rabastan Lestrange informed his master.
"How many muggles have perished in this attack?"
".. None my lord."
"NONE!!!!"
"Our magic has no affect on them. We haven't be able to ascertain why, but we thing it has something to do with the type of clothing they wear."
"My lord, Rodolphus and Bellatrix are dead." Macnair said entering the room.
"How many muggles are in the manor?" Voldemort asked.
"One." Macnair replied.
"ONE.... WHO DARES TO ATTACK THIS MANOR BY HIMSELF."
"I dare." Harry stated from the doorway.
"Well Potter. I gravely underestimated how resourceful you've become."
"No.. your mistake was in framing me and not killing me."
"Goyle, Lestrange, Crabbe, Macnair, rectify my mistake." Voldemort ordered and with the Malfoy's at his side departed the room.
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"My lord, do you really believe that those four can stop him?" Draco humbly asked his master.
"I care not if they can. Their purpose is to delay Potter so that I may regroup and figure out how I will destroy him once and for all."
"Of course my lord, forgive my ignorance." Draco stated.
"No forgiveness is necessary young Malfoy. Besides should they fail to slow down Potter you and your father are my next line of defense. After all, he is after the two of you as well."
~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
Harry had quickly dispatched the Crabbe and Goyle senior with several quick shotgun shells and had now turned his attention to Rabastan Lestrange.
"You are the last of the Lestrange's. I am here with a message from one Neville Longbottom." Harry stated.
"And that is.."
"Rot in hell."
Rabastan and Macnair simultaneously cast killing curses and Harry, utilizing his telekinesis, jumped high enough to avoid the curses then fired two volleys in rapid succession from the shotgun. Both blast were aimed at Rabastan and sent the man to the ground.
"Now for you Macnair." Harry stated.
Macnair was about to speak his incantation when his wand flew from his hand and into Harry's. Harry then snapped it in two.
"No Macnair, not that way. Pick up your weapon of choice." Harry informed the man.
Macnair did not follow Harry's meaning right away until Harry motioned towards the wall. Macnair then noticed his axe hanging from the wall.
"Where did...."
"Pick it up." Harry ordered his opponent.
Walden Macnair did as instructed but did not approach Potter who still had his firearm drawn.
Harry ejected the remaining shotgun shells from the weapon and tossed it to the side. He then removed the pistol from its holster, ejected the magazine and cleared the weapon of bullets locking the slide back one the chambered bullet was clear.
"You're all that stands between me and the three who I want Walden. In a moment it will be only me, the Malfoy's and Riddle." Harry stated nonchalantly.
Macnair attacked Harry swinging the axe blade with great skill. If any thought that he simply cut the heads off of "dangerous" animals they were greatly mistaken. Several times Harry only just avoided the blade. Macnair was also stronger and faster than he looked for a man of his vintage. Several of the blows cleaved furniture in two as well as sculptures and other sturdy structures.
"Not too cheeky now are you Potter." Macnair gloated as he was cornering Harry.
Harry was sweating profusely but unbeknownst to Walden was in no way afraid of his opponent. Were Harry to use his psionic abilities Walden and his associates would have died before Voldemort left the room. No, Harry was simply allowing Voldemort enough time to think he still controlled the situation. His foe was vastly over confident. Harry was determine to strip him of that confidence.
Macnair raised the axe over his right should and swung with all his might and speed. Harry moved with speed and grace that Macnair had never seen. Grasping the axe by its belly, he shifted the angle of the piece of wood and turned his own body. Walden suddenly found himself off balance and thrown from his feet. He slammed hard into the unforgiving ground. Macnair rolled onto his back and when his eyes focused he saw Harry Potter standing over him.
"Bet the view looks kind of odd from there doesn't it Macnair?" Harry asked.
"How many creatures, dangerous or not did you slaughter with this axe?"
Macnair was panicking. He briefly wondered if any of the sentient creatures that he'd executed ever felt like this.
"Go. tell your master I'm coming for him." Harry stated.
Walden Macnair hesitantly stood then ran in the direction his lord had taken to escape. While Walden made his escape Harry was transfiguring the weapon from a large executioners style axe to a smaller throwing axe. After allowing Macnair a head start Harry spun the axe around in his right hand and then tossed it down the dimly lit corridor. The axe spun in the air and after a few moments struck Walden Macnair in his spine sending the man screaming to the ground.
He rolled in pain on the ground as he heard footsteps approaching him.
"On second thought, I'll deliver the message myself." Harry said as he yanked the bladed weapon from the injured death eater's back. Blood spurted everywhere as the old death eater writhed in agony.
"Buckbeak sends his regards." Harry informed the man before he brought the weapon down across Macnair's neck.
~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
"My lord, the passage has been sealed." Lucius Malfoy reported after scouting ahead to ensure that the trio could escape.
"Is there any other way out off the grounds Lucius?" Lord Voldemort inquired in a very annoyed tone.
"We can back track to the last junction and take the lift to the rear of the manor. It will get us out of the tunnels but we can't get out of the grounds by port key or apparating."
"Brooms father. we could fly out." Draco offered.
"We'll make due then." Voldemort stated as they proceeded to follow their current course of action.
The trio made their way back to the junction, took the lift and upon arriving at the room were greeted by the object of their hatred.
"Good morning gentlemen, so glad you could join me." Harry stated.
"Status Check." Harry ordered as he raised the visor of his helmet.
"Crystals are placed, no one can apparate or port key out of the area. All units are armored, armed and ready to move on you signal." Lieutenant Dane answered his commanding officer.
"Lieutenant, you have your orders. When I give the signal knock on the front doors and then make sure no one leaves the premises." Harry stated. He then drew his pistol, checked to make sure the TAC light on it was working. After verifying that he pulled the slide back on the pistol and checked the barrel clear. He then hit the slid released thus chambering the first round into the barrel. He then placed his sidearm into its holster and held out his hand for his primary weapon.
"Are you sure you would not rather take an SMG sir?" The officer asked as he handed Harry a Remington shotgun.
"Positive." Harry then chambered shells into the shotgun and placed it in his shoulder harness. "Understood sir. Lock and load people." The Lieutenant ordered over the mic's. Harry then walked over to his position and prepared to enter Malfoy Manor. ~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
Voldemort was in the middle of going over his latest plan when an explosion shook the mansion all the way to the foundation. Large amounts of dust fell from the ceiling above them and yelling could be heard through the silencing spell cast around the room (it kept sound from getting out, not in).
"What was that?" Voldemort asked looking at his followers.
Macnair, Crabbe, and Goyle, anticipating their master's request immediately ran to see what the commotion was. Several Death Eaters entered the chamber the meeting was being held and reported to their lord.
"My lord, muggles have breached the manor." A Death Eater yelled from the doorway.
"Impossible." Lucius retorted.
Voldemort said nothing. He simply stood in place with his eyes closed. He was searching for something. or more appropriately, someone.
"He's here." Voldemort finally stated.
"Who my lord?" Draco Malfoy asked.
"Potter." As the name rolled from their master's lips, the room full of Death Eaters all drew their wands and awaited their lords instructions.
"Everyone to the upper levels. I want those muggles to pay for stepping foot on wizard soil." Voldemort ordered.
~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
Harry Potter had planned this night very carefully. He also wanted to make a lasting impression on any Death Eaters that might actually live to see the rising son. He had acquired a government motorcycle for this mission and once it was started he drove straight at the front door of the Manor. The Death Eaters on guard removed their invisibility cloaks to get a good aim at the muggle that dared to drive at the manor only to feel the sensation of hot metal impact at various points of their bodies. Harry had given orders that the exterior guards were to be wounded, not killed. The snipers, masters at their craft, took down the men with very little difficulty. Had they left their cloak's on they would still be hit thanks to the techno-wizard enhanced scopes.
He had calculated distances, speeds for his bike and for his calling card. He watched as the timer on his HUD reached the final ten seconds. Perspiration was falling down his helmet covered head and when the timer reached zero he pressed the button on his bike which set an electronic signal to his lieutenant.
"Fire!" The lieutenant yelled.
Two soldiers then depressed the button's on their launchers and two missiles flew from their tubes, past Harry Potter and impacted on the manor doors blowing a hole in the once regal looking wall. Shards of glass, metal, and wood flew into the manor. Two Death Eaters that were near the doors when they blew were killed by a combination of the shrapnel and the weapons blast radius. A small group of four death eaters ran to see what was going on and were greeted by Harry Potter as he hit rode the bike into the manor. Upon seeing the death eaters Harry slid off the bike and watched as it flew into the group of evil wizards and witches nailing two of them with the fast moving object. Harry drew his shotgun and quickly fired into two rounds into the group of standing death eaters. The buckshot nailed the four villains and sent the to the floor of the manor bleeding in pain.
"Road Runner is in. Repeat, Road Runner is in." Harry said speaking into his throat mic.
"Copy Road Runner, we are moving in as ordered and will ensure none slip out on to the grounds."
"Hello ickle Potter." A voice called out, echoing through the halls of Malfoy Manor.
Harry ignored the taunt, drew two shells from his ammo pack, and then loaded them into his weapon. Before he moved he placed the weapon in his left hand drew his pistol from its holster and fired the weapon at all six death eaters. Two bullets were placed in every person. An unknown witch launched herself at Harry only to fall down dead once he aimed and pulled the trigger of his pistol.
"Come out Lestrange. I have two bullets for you. They even have your name etched onto them." Harry said.
"Why are you using muggle weapons Potter? It is beneath a wizard of your stature." The deranged Bellatrix inquired.
"Poetic justice. You and your lot hate muggles and muggleborns, so I thought it only fitting for you to die not by magic, but by normal means." Harry said. Harry then began creeping towards the direction of Bellatrix's voice.
"It will not be us who dies this day Potter. No. it will be you." Bellatrix stated as she came into view at the end of the hallway.
"Is that so." Harry said stopping in his tracks.
Bellatrix stood in the dark hall looking at the young man. Waiting for him to make his one fatal mistake. To her surprise Harry didn't make it.
Stopping near a darkened doorway Harry pointed the pistol to the left of him and fired three rounds into the side passageway. Rodolphus Lestrange fell face first onto the ground. Blood exited his body from the three wounds and his wand rolled from his lifeless hand. Bellatrix looked at the two in horror.
"That was for Frank Longbottom." Harry stated.
"Avada Kedavra." Bellatrix screamed with all her hate.
Harry rolled to the right side of the hall avoiding the killing curse meant to end his life. He ejected the spent magazine from his pistol and then rolled back to the left of the hall and slammed the new clip into the pistol and released the slide of the pistol chambering a new bullet. He then fired four times at Bellatrix, each bullet narrowly missing the deranged death eater. Wood and plaster splintered from the wall and Bellatrix looked at the four holes in the wall from the bullets that just narrowly missed her person.
"You missed me Potter." Bellatrix screamed. She then turned and launched a curse into the corridor. The spell ignited the wall but Harry Potter was nowhere to be seen.
"Lumos." She called out lighting her wand tip. Bellatrix looked around, checking the side passageway where her husband had lied in wait for Potter.
"Where are you Potter."
As if to answer her question Bellatrix heard the unfamiliar sound of something clicking behind her head. She turned slightly to see Harry standing behind her, his pistol at the base of her skull.
"This is for Alice Longbottom." Harry said as the woman looked on fear.
~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
"My lord, we've lost thirteen death eaters so far." Rabastan Lestrange informed his master.
"How many muggles have perished in this attack?"
".. None my lord."
"NONE!!!!"
"Our magic has no affect on them. We haven't be able to ascertain why, but we thing it has something to do with the type of clothing they wear."
"My lord, Rodolphus and Bellatrix are dead." Macnair said entering the room.
"How many muggles are in the manor?" Voldemort asked.
"One." Macnair replied.
"ONE.... WHO DARES TO ATTACK THIS MANOR BY HIMSELF."
"I dare." Harry stated from the doorway.
"Well Potter. I gravely underestimated how resourceful you've become."
"No.. your mistake was in framing me and not killing me."
"Goyle, Lestrange, Crabbe, Macnair, rectify my mistake." Voldemort ordered and with the Malfoy's at his side departed the room.
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"My lord, do you really believe that those four can stop him?" Draco humbly asked his master.
"I care not if they can. Their purpose is to delay Potter so that I may regroup and figure out how I will destroy him once and for all."
"Of course my lord, forgive my ignorance." Draco stated.
"No forgiveness is necessary young Malfoy. Besides should they fail to slow down Potter you and your father are my next line of defense. After all, he is after the two of you as well."
~~**~~ ~~**~~ ~~**~~
Harry had quickly dispatched the Crabbe and Goyle senior with several quick shotgun shells and had now turned his attention to Rabastan Lestrange.
"You are the last of the Lestrange's. I am here with a message from one Neville Longbottom." Harry stated.
"And that is.."
"Rot in hell."
Rabastan and Macnair simultaneously cast killing curses and Harry, utilizing his telekinesis, jumped high enough to avoid the curses then fired two volleys in rapid succession from the shotgun. Both blast were aimed at Rabastan and sent the man to the ground.
"Now for you Macnair." Harry stated.
Macnair was about to speak his incantation when his wand flew from his hand and into Harry's. Harry then snapped it in two.
"No Macnair, not that way. Pick up your weapon of choice." Harry informed the man.
Macnair did not follow Harry's meaning right away until Harry motioned towards the wall. Macnair then noticed his axe hanging from the wall.
"Where did...."
"Pick it up." Harry ordered his opponent.
Walden Macnair did as instructed but did not approach Potter who still had his firearm drawn.
Harry ejected the remaining shotgun shells from the weapon and tossed it to the side. He then removed the pistol from its holster, ejected the magazine and cleared the weapon of bullets locking the slide back one the chambered bullet was clear.
"You're all that stands between me and the three who I want Walden. In a moment it will be only me, the Malfoy's and Riddle." Harry stated nonchalantly.
Macnair attacked Harry swinging the axe blade with great skill. If any thought that he simply cut the heads off of "dangerous" animals they were greatly mistaken. Several times Harry only just avoided the blade. Macnair was also stronger and faster than he looked for a man of his vintage. Several of the blows cleaved furniture in two as well as sculptures and other sturdy structures.
"Not too cheeky now are you Potter." Macnair gloated as he was cornering Harry.
Harry was sweating profusely but unbeknownst to Walden was in no way afraid of his opponent. Were Harry to use his psionic abilities Walden and his associates would have died before Voldemort left the room. No, Harry was simply allowing Voldemort enough time to think he still controlled the situation. His foe was vastly over confident. Harry was determine to strip him of that confidence.
Macnair raised the axe over his right should and swung with all his might and speed. Harry moved with speed and grace that Macnair had never seen. Grasping the axe by its belly, he shifted the angle of the piece of wood and turned his own body. Walden suddenly found himself off balance and thrown from his feet. He slammed hard into the unforgiving ground. Macnair rolled onto his back and when his eyes focused he saw Harry Potter standing over him.
"Bet the view looks kind of odd from there doesn't it Macnair?" Harry asked.
"How many creatures, dangerous or not did you slaughter with this axe?"
Macnair was panicking. He briefly wondered if any of the sentient creatures that he'd executed ever felt like this.
"Go. tell your master I'm coming for him." Harry stated.
Walden Macnair hesitantly stood then ran in the direction his lord had taken to escape. While Walden made his escape Harry was transfiguring the weapon from a large executioners style axe to a smaller throwing axe. After allowing Macnair a head start Harry spun the axe around in his right hand and then tossed it down the dimly lit corridor. The axe spun in the air and after a few moments struck Walden Macnair in his spine sending the man screaming to the ground.
He rolled in pain on the ground as he heard footsteps approaching him.
"On second thought, I'll deliver the message myself." Harry said as he yanked the bladed weapon from the injured death eater's back. Blood spurted everywhere as the old death eater writhed in agony.
"Buckbeak sends his regards." Harry informed the man before he brought the weapon down across Macnair's neck.
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"My lord, the passage has been sealed." Lucius Malfoy reported after scouting ahead to ensure that the trio could escape.
"Is there any other way out off the grounds Lucius?" Lord Voldemort inquired in a very annoyed tone.
"We can back track to the last junction and take the lift to the rear of the manor. It will get us out of the tunnels but we can't get out of the grounds by port key or apparating."
"Brooms father. we could fly out." Draco offered.
"We'll make due then." Voldemort stated as they proceeded to follow their current course of action.
The trio made their way back to the junction, took the lift and upon arriving at the room were greeted by the object of their hatred.
"Good morning gentlemen, so glad you could join me." Harry stated.