Suicide Solution.

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Summary: A Severitus challenge, [Snape is Harry's father] Story begins at 11.59pm on July 30th. It's the summer before Harry's 6th year, and Harry's changing . . .

Chapter 5

They disembarked from the knight bus quietly and the four made their way over to 12 Grimmauld place. Once again Harry had his hood pulled up and he was looking at the ground as he walked.

"Are you alright Harry?" Hermione asked in a whisper as she fell back into step with him.

"Yeah . . ." his answer drifted off with the wind and Hermione re-joined hands with Ron.

Remus knocked on the door and Kretcher answered it

"Welcome to Grimmauld place my mistress should be here in two d- "

Kretcher' s welcome was cut off abruptly by Harry's hand as it quickly wrapped itself around the house-elf's thin neck.

"Harry!" Hermione cried, Harry ignored her and lifted Kretcher off the floor and entered his godfather's old house. Ron, Hermione and Remus walked in after him.

"Harry . . ." Ron said gently "how do you plan on killing him - we're not aloud to do magic."

Harry smirked "I don't need my magic" he replied in a snarl. Walking past the nearly tearful Hermione he went to his trunk and opened it. Kretcher was still squirming in his hand, "keep still" he hissed and Kretcher did. Harry stood up a few moments later with the hand of Death; he placed it on the ground where its fingers twitched slightly as they could sense that their master wanted them to do their work soon. Harry then reached back into his trunk and grinning in a way that only insane people were supposed to he pulled out the dragon dagger.

He placed Kretcher on the floor and snarled at him "Don't move", he then gave the dagger to the hand and said to it in a oddly calm voice

"Torture him my sweet, but don't kill him yet."

The hand clenched it's gnarled fingers tightly around the daggers handle and attacked Kretcher.

"Harry where did you get that hand and dagger?"

Ron asked amazed and scared that his friend would have such things in his trunk.

"Knockturn alley." Came Remus' voice. "They're from Knockturn alley." He sounded sad, and shaken that harry would take such a risk.

"Oh Harry why did you go down there?" Hermione cried, "It's so dangerous! You could have been killed! Then where would the order be?"

Ron and Remus looked at Hermione quickly and realising her mistake covered her mouth with her hands quickly. Harry was thoroughly ignoring them, his entire attention was focused on his hand that was mutilating the tiny house- elf.

Kretcher was still alive, and his screaming was getting annoying, "silence!" he hissed, and once again Kretcher did as told. Though it was not his doing. Kretcher was silenced by a spell and held by one too.

'Cool, that's three wandless magics so far.' Harry mind was completely gleeful, Kretcher was going to die soon, and it would be all by Harry's hands, well hand. 'I wonder what else I can do?'

He looked directly into Kretcher' s beady eyes and hissed

"Crucio!" Kretcher' s body immediately began to convulse with the pain that was being fuelled by Harry's hate for the elf. Harry was laughing at the pain that the elf was in, it was a laugh that Remus had heard before, a laugh that belonged to one very powerful Dark Lord.

Hermione screamed and ran from the hallway up the stairs crying, Ron cast a fearful look at Harry, then swiftly followed. With Remus behind him.

"DIRTY WEREWOLF! CAUSING DISGRACE TO MY FAMILY! FILTHY MUDBLOOD IS BACK AGAIN!!"

Hermione's scream had woken up Sirius' mother's portrait,

"Be Silent!" Harry commanded the portrait and to Harry's surprise she didn't scream insults but enquired as to why he was here again.

"To do just one tiny little thing."

"And what is that?"

Harry stood up and indicated to Kretcher' s blood covered form on the floor.

"You didn't like him did you?"

The portrait looked down at the elf and replied "no, but he did his duty, and you're getting blood all over the floor. That floor's mahogany you know, very expensive, it better not stain."

"Don't worry, it wont."

The portrait smiled at him, "You know boy, I think I could get to like you, what is your name?"

"I was named Harry Potter at birth, but soon I shall go as Tanathos Guerra."

"Guerra? Now that's a name I haven't heard for a while, the family were related to us Black's a few centuries ago. They're be on the tapestry, if it's still there."

"It is, I'll go look after I've cleaned up this mess." Harry turned to Kretcher, "Kill him, I'm bored now." The hand immediately went in and slit the elf's throat. Kretcher died instantly.

Now Harry Potter's hands were stained, stained by the death of someone. It was a mark that would never leave him.

"That's left an awful mess dear"

"Yes it has hasn't it" He replied, "Well I better clean it up then. Aboleo."

The still body of the elf was obliterated by the Dark attack, but still the blood was on the floor. Harry turned to face the portrait

"Don't suppose you know a spell to clean that up do you?"

She smiled again, 'She was very pretty, shame she's dead.' Thought Harry.

"Yes, Venocon, it vanishes anything it's cast upon."

"Does it work on people?"

"Not very well, you have to be incredibly powerful to vanish a person."

"There's another spell that I learnt at Hogwarts that vanishes things, it's a charm, Evanesco, but it has a different incantation to this one."

"Yes, when Evanesco is cast, it is possible to bring it back, when Venocon is cast, it isn't. It's a good one for destroying evidence."

"Cool." He turned to the pile of darkening blood "Venocon!" The blood vanished and the floor looked like there had never been anything there.

"Oh well done Tanathos, well done. It's a tricky spell to do. Especially with out a wand."

"I'd forgotten I was doing wandless magics actually, any idea why I can?"

He walked down the corridor so that he was standing directly in front of the picture.

"Sorry, no idea, you must be powerful mind. A bit of advice though don't advertise you can do wandless, people will want to take advantage of you."

Harry smiled at her 'I can't see why Sirius' didn't like his mother, she's wonderful!'

"Well thank you for the spell, I'm gonna go look up 'Guerra' on the tapestry, can I speak to you later?"

"Of course Tanathos, just do me a favour, get the werewolf and mudblood out of my house, I do so like it clean and not tainted."

"We were leaving tonight anyway, and I doubt that they'll come back, not after seeing me murder the elf."

"Oh good, well you're always welcome here, if you wish to floo, just say 'Adamas' before the name, it allows people to enter the house without being cursed. You will be able to floo here from Hogwarts aswell, it over powers the wards set there."

"Really? I'm surprised at that! Mind you it would be typical of Dumbledore to overlook spells like that. By the way what is your name, I was never told?"

"Campaspe Domina Black. Campaspe is Greek it means 'cunning serpent' and Domina is Latin it means 'great lady'."

"I will speak to you soon then, Lady Campaspe."

"Yes, until next time, Lord Tanathos."

Harry nodded his head politely and left the hallway. He walked over to the far side of the room to where the tapestry hung. He searched for the name 'Guerra' and found it after about 5 minutes. There was a thin gold line connecting the names, Awena Black and Lucifer Guerra. Lucifer Guerra also had a gold line connecting him to Dyna Malfoy. 'I wonder why malfoy didn't realise that he was related to me? Oh well, if we ever meet again, I'll ask him.'

Harry left the room with the tapestry and walked back out into the hallway and down to the kitchen. He made himself dinner and was almost finished when Remus walked in.

"We were going to head back to the leaky cauldron soon, are you all set?" Remus' voice was soft and full of sadness.

"Yes, let me wash this up and say good bye to Lady Campaspe, and I'll be ready."

"Campaspe? Sirius' mother? Why say good-bye to her? She's just a painting and not a very nice one at that"

Harry stood up and took his plate to the sink, "Because I was having a very good conversation with her earlier, and we're friends now, that's why. Besides I said that we would be leaving tonight." He finished washing the cutlery and plates and was putting them away in the cupboard "Oh by the way, is this house still going to be used for the order's meetings?"

"Dumbledore's not sure, but yes properly."

Harry dried his hands on the sides of his cloak and put them in his pockets. "Okay, I'd better tell her then, she might get annoyed otherwise."

Remus and Harry left the kitchen together, and made their way back up to the landing. Remus walked over to where a still tearful Hermione stood with Ron's arm around her waist. Harry put the hand and dagger back into his trunk and closed it with a snap. "Locoom" he whispered, and his trunk was magically sealed. Standing slowly he walked back down to where Campaspe hung.

"Milady?" he asked, the curtains opened and the portrait smiled down at him,

"Hello, Tanathos, leaving so soon?"

"Yes milady, we are heading back to Hogwarts. But the order will still be using this house for their meetings I'm afraid."

"Really? Oh no, the house will still be tarnished, and I will have no one to speak now that the elf has gone. Unless perchance . . ."

"Perchance what milady?"

"You could take me with you to Hogwarts."

"How, the frame is stuck to the wall, it cant be removed."

"Oh it can, if I allow myself to be removed. You could take me down and shrink me then put me up again when you can."

Harry smiled at her, and she looked back at him hopefully.

"That, milady Campaspe, is a wonderful idea, and I would honoured to take you with me. Mimmalisk." The portrait came down from the wall and shrunk down to a pocket sized frame. Harry held it gently in his hand and looked down at her, she was smiling at him.

"Come, let us go."

"Thank you, Lord Tanathos."

Lady Campaspe' s voice was still the same volume as it was before and as Harry watched her, she drew the curtains and went to sleep. Vaguely thinking that he could transfigure the picture into one with a cover over it and adding a picture of him to it he put the portrait into his pocket. 'I'll ask Colin if he would take one for me when I get to Hogwarts.'

Harry picked up the end of his trunk and the four left Grimmauld place and headed back to the Leaky Cauldron.

~S~

AN:

The spell 'Aboleo' is from the story 'Not Myself' by Saerry Snape, (which I suggest you read - it's amazing) I am using the spell with permission from Harry and Ni (another character from Not Myself). The actual spell was designed to obliterate an opponent's attack but I thought it could work on bodies to. This is the actual meaning of the spell:

Aboleo

Meaning: Obliterate

Effect: Causes opponent's attack to disintegrate

Side Effect/Other Possible Uses or Facts: Does not work if the person you are duelling, etc, is stronger than you (ie: Voldemort ~Shut up, Harry.~)

Subtype: Defensive

The meanings of both Tanathos Guerra and Campaspe Domina Black are all the real meanings and translations, I got them from a 17 year old baby naming book I found in my loft. Along with Awena which is welsh and means prophecy, and Dyna which is also Greek and means power.

The spell Mimmalisk is one of my own and it means shrink.