Disclaimer: The only thing that's mine is the plot. Not the characters, not the setting. I could have come up with it though. I blame school for distracting me. If I wasn't busy learning maths, sciences, and languages I would have created the Harry Potter universe ages ago. I don't think I would have called him Harry though. Maybe "Rocky" or "Butch"…on second thought…maybe its better that good old J.K. thought of this stuff first.

Chapter 1 – Setting the stage

I'M FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wow this feels good. I should have gotten out of there ages ago. How did I survive in there?

The sky is so beautiful. I'd forgotten how blue it was. And the wind…if there is anything more exhilarating then feeling the wind rush around you then I don't know what it is.

I've been flying around for the last few hours and I swear it is so much fun that I could almost forget everything I've gone through. Forget Voldemort, forget Dumbledore, forget everything and just surrender myself to the wind.

Well enough of that. I should check to see if they've noticed I'm gone yet. Time to be off to Diagon Alley.

Arriving at Diagon Alley a few seconds later, Harry began to slowly descend into an alley between shops. After quickly altering his appearance he joined the crowds of witches and wizards who were busy going about their daily lives. He took a moment to just wander and marvel at everything around him.

It's been a long time since I've been here. It hasn't really changed much though. I wonder what it must be like for them not to have to worry about anything but the days shopping. It must be nice.

None of them have survived multiple encounters with Voldemort though. Well except those guys over there. Death Eaters shopping…well I guess everybody has to go shopping sometimes. They look better in their masks though. Maybe I should reveal them as they really are. No, I better not. I wouldn't want to give myself away.

Now let's see if I can get my hands on a copy of the Prophet.

Harry looked around for a moment before spotting a small group of five wizards and witches clustered around a newspaper whispering amongst themselves.

Ah, they should do nicely.

"Excuse me. What's all the fuss about?"

The group looked up to see a young man of average height and short brown hair looking at them and the paper inquiringly. The witch holding the paper leaned forward slightly before speaking, "Haven't you read the Daily Prophet this morning? He's escaped."

The young man seemed slightly confused.

"Who's escaped?" he asked.

The witch looked shocked. "Why, Harry Potter. You hadn't heard. It's all in here." After she finished speaking she shoved the paper into the young mans hands and he began to read the article from the front page.

Harry Potter, The Boy who Killed, escapes from Azkaban

By Rita Skeeter

It is this reporter's unfortunate duty to report that some time last night Harry Potter, The Boy who Killed, escaped from Azkaban prison where he was serving five life sentences for the murder of 200 muggles with repeated use of the Avada Kedavra Curse. After returning to his home after his fifth year Potter began the study of the Dark Arts before joining Voldemort and murdering his muggle relatives along with many other innocents. When Aurors arrived on site they found Potter sleeping in his bed, wand in hand, with a smile on his face. Priori Incantatem was preformed on his wand showing that the last spell he had cast was an unlocking charm but as his wands magical signature was found over all the bodies it was easy to see he was the culprit.

While Potter insisted he was innocent, the overwhelming evidence combined with his friends testimonies as to the state of his mind led to a quick conviction. His best friend Ron Weasley was quoted as saying, "Well of course he went dark. He was always very angry and moody. He had nightmares too where he was in Voldemort's body. He couldn't help turning evil. I'm just glad he's rotting in Azkaban." The only person who spoke as a witness in Potters defense was known werewolf Remus Lupin. The fact that such a dark creature was on Potters side convinced many of his guilt.

Potter is one of the only people ever to have escaped from Azkaban and is suspected of going into hiding with his godfather Sirius Black. Black was the first person to ever escape from Azkaban and is suspected of aiding the young Mr. Potter in his escape.

For more on Potters trial and crimes see page 5

For the story of Sirius Black see page 6

"It's the truth you know." One of the other wizards piped in. "I knew him I did. Always knew he was an evil bastard."

The young man nodded his head and returned the paper. "Thank you very much." He then proceeded to walk away whistling what sounded like "Twinkle, Twinkle"

"Strange lad" they thought before returning to their discussion.

The young man in question had just made himself invisible and was rising into the sky once more.

Gits. What do they know about the truth? Ha! If I've ever met that man before in my life I'll eat my Firebolt. Hmmm…wonder what ever happened to it. They probably burnt it…or worse, gave it to Ron. He would have loved that.

So, Remus believed me. That's good to know. I'm glad that not everyone turned on me. Guess he learned his lesson from the whole Sirius fiasco. Speaking of which sounds like Sirius still needs his name cleared. He's dead now but I think I owe him that much. He would have believed me too. Guess that's just one more thing to put on my "To do before I die" list.

Well, they know I'm out at least. Better get to work then. I don't want to leave them in suspense for too long.

It's time I went to see them all again…Ron…Hermione………Ginny.

Get it together Potter.

That's better. Next stop…Hogwarts.


Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and one of the most powerful wizards in the world, was not having a good day. It had started when he had woken up to find that his supply of Lemon Drops had run out. Deprived of his favorite morning snack (also favorite mid-day, evening, and midnight snack) he wasn't as jolly as usual. With the news of Harry Potters escape, the twinkle that was almost always present in his eyes was missing. This might have more of a worry to those around him except the twinkle had appeared less and less frequently since Potter had gone dark.

Concerned over this new threat to the wizarding world Dumbledore had called a full meeting of the Order of the Phoenix to discuss measures to find Harry and bring him back to Azkaban.

The meeting in question had just begun when the entire Order, Dumbledore included, found themselves instantly transported onto the school's Quidditch pitch. The downside: They were faced with Voldemort and all of his Death Eaters who outnumbered the members of the Order 4 to 1.

For the first time in years Albus Dumbledore wished he hadn't gotten out of bed in the morning.

"Oh shit." Ron Weasley had summed up the thoughts of all the members of the Order with those two words.

It was at this moment, as all Order members and Death Eaters pulled out their wands and prepared to do battle, that Dumbledore noticed the expression on Voldemort's face.

Surprise.

"What have you done you fool? Why have you brought me here Dumbledore? Are you that eager to die?" Voldemort also didn't seem to be having a good day.

"I'm afraid that I'm as confused as you are Tom." Dumbledore calmly replied "Until a moment ago I had assumed that this was another of your plans."

Apparently this was not the answer Voldemort was looking for. "I've told you never to call me by that accursed name." Voldemort's words dripped with venom. "I don't care how I got here. You'll die now you muggle-loving fool. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

A green jet of light shot towards the stunned Headmaster and while he began to move as soon as he realized what Voldemort was going to do everyone could see that he wouldn't be able to get out of the way in time. And then something very odd happened. Instead of hitting the elderly Headmaster and snuffing the life from him it stopped, turned around, and shot back the way it had come. Both light and dark witches and wizards watched in awe as the jet of light stopped between the two groups, turned into a ball of light and began to grow in size. By the time the ball of light had grown to the size of an average sized wizard the looks of awe had been replaced by looks of apprehension as everyone but Dumbledore and Voldemort began to slowly back away from the light leaving the two leaders standing a few feet in front of their respective groups.

Suddenly with a large CRACK the ball of light burst apart, showering the pitch in bright green light blinding all those assembled. As the light faded there stood a hooded figure standing between the two opposing forces. He was bathed in a ray of light which managed to peak its way through the clouds and the wind had his robes billowing out giving him quite the intimidating presence. Everyone watched him with baited breath as his hands rose to lower his hood revealing a mop of black hair, a pair of sparkling green eyes, and a lop-sided smirk. It was Harry Potter. This realizations paced through everyone's mind simultaneously right before what sounded like a chorus of angels burst into song.

Hmmm…maybe the singing was a bit much. And maybe I should tone down the light show.

Oh just shut up and enjoy it Potter.

Stop that! Stop bossing myself around.

Wow! I really need to see a shrink.

Sorry, muggle term.

After reveling in their collected astonishment for a few moments longer Harry turned towards the members of the Order singling out the only person who had believed him.

"So Moony, how was my entrance?"

A/N: Another cliff-hanger. Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. It seemed like the perfect place to stop.

Thanks to everybody who reviewed. Wow, I really wasn't expecting so many so quickly. It gives me a nice warm feeling inside. sniff sniff Sorry, I just got a little emotional there.

Serpentine Phoenix: I usually don't like Harry being all-powerful either but its kind of necessary to the plot of the story. Hope you like it anyway.

Kreag001: That should answer your question about what he did. Oh, and I think you should update your "Heir of Gryffindor" story soon. Real soon

MissMooney16: Glad you like it. Don't know why you're introducing yourself to a fly though. They have an extremely poor memories and you'll need to re-introduce yourself every 5 seconds. Of course that could be the sort of thing you really enjoy so I'll just leave you to it. ;)

samen007uk1: sigh if only my teachers had thought I had great spelling and grammar. Oh well.

Dark Betrayal: As you can see not everybody turned their backs on him. Good old Remus knew the truth.

Thanks to everyone else who reviewed and I hope you keep reading.

Stay tuned for the next chapter when we'll all find out what Harry's up to and who's gonna get a piece of his mind (as messed up as it is).