Title: Heaven Only Knows
ImmortalFlick
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.
Summary: Lily and James are resurrected in hope of saving the light. Unfortunately, Harry is not a child any more and works as a mercenary and would ally with any side, according to who would offer him the most money.
Chapter 1:
A cough escaped Lily's mouth as she and James waited patiently for Minerva to come and tell them what the hell was going on. The door flew open and two very excited men came bounding in.
"Jamie, Lils!" Sirius cried with a delighted laugh.
Both stood up to receive the bear hugs Sirius gave them, a huge grin splitting his face. Remus also hugged them both and gave Lily a kiss.
"Haven't seen you in while." Remus said with a sad smile.
"Don't be like that, Remy, we're here now. How beats me, but we're here."
"Oh, Minerva hasn't told anyone yet, it's an 'inside operation'. The ministry has done it secretly, a lot of people who were killed in the war are appearing all over the country. People are too wrapped up in their loved ones to care how it happened, they're just glad it did."
Lily was worried about one point. "What about Harry? How is Harry?"
There was a silence between them. "He's alive."
"Where is he?" Lily asked, looking around as if he would appear any second.
Sirius was grave-faced. "You have to realize, he isn't a child."
"Of course not, nineteen is hardly a child." Lily scoffed slightly.
James stood during this, unsure of the vibe he was getting from his two best friends, something wasn't right, something wasn't right at all. "What happened to Harry?" He asked with a slight hint of deep fear engraved in his voice.
Remus took up on the speaking. "Voldemort has been after Harry ever since he was a baby, the war has been waging on for years now, Harry is very powerful. The only problem is, he's not exactly on our side." Remus sounded very nervous, as one would faced with confused parents.
"Not on our side?" Lily exclaimed, partly shocked, partly disbelieving. James sat alongside, for once in his life silent.
"He's a mercenary." Sirius blurted out.
"Mercenary?" Her voice was halted.
"He get's paid to fight." Remus stepped in.
James felt that sinking feeling again. "And are we paying him to fight right now?"
Remus looked uncomfortable. "We can't pay him enough."
"What?" Lily screeched.
"The ministry aren't supporting us, Dumbledore hasn't got the resources either, and our sources say Harry had a larger offer than we could give, from Voldemort."
"We're expected to pay him to fight for the side of the light?" Lily was shocked.
At this point Remus was rather indignated on the behalf of Harry. "Well, we can't expect that just because he's the 'boy-who-lived', a title he hates, by the way, that he would be on our side. He is the boy-who-lived because of something that wasn't his choice in the first place, after all."
James stood up beside Remus. "As much as I wish Harry were here now, I also believe that he has a right to choose. Lils, please, he is our son."
"Not if he's a Deatheater he's not." She huffed.
Sirius jumped up to Harry's defense. "Lily Potter, did we say he was a Deatheater? He is not on either side as of yet. You two, as Dumbledore would've said, are now leverage."
James' stomach went in a circle, his heart dropped. "Albus is dead?" He asked, forlorn.
"He's not quite dead..." Remus trailed off, once again uncomfortable. "He's just not quite alive."
"What is that supposed to mean?" James growled.
"Well, Albus is quite manipulative, as you know. And he would do anything to win this war. Harry is very powerful and since he had the power to defeat Voldemort before, he's been considered to be the one who will save us again. So Albus put a lot of pressure on him, and manipulated him into a lot of... situations... he'd rather not be in. Harry didn't like being manipulated and left right after school. The last we saw of him, he was killing aurors at an astounding rate."
"You said he wasn't on any side yet!" Lily screeched once more, interrupting. Her baby was out there killing people, by Gods was she angry.
Remus looked slightly abashed. "He's not now, but he was."
"Why isn't he anymore?" James asked promptingly.
"Well, Voldemort stopped paying him."
"Just stopped?" He was confused.
"He ran out."
"What? How much were they paying him for their money to run out? They have Malfoy."
Remus didn't look like he wanted to say. "A rather large sum."
"How much?" Lily insisted.
"From what we've heard, nine million galleons per job, two thousand per head."
"And they were paying him that much?"
At the same time James asked. "He keeps track?"
Sirius looked sick. "He cuts off their left ear."
Lily turned an unflattering shade of green before rushing off to the bathroom.
Moony and Padfoot turned to James. "Weak stomach." He explained. A long silence reigned.
James wondered, sadly, what had happened to their son. He'd been broken to a point of this? He was a killer, who collected trophies and money for the people he butchered. The people he must've slaughtered, the families. Why did he need the money? Or did he do it for the pleasure? Again, a sick churn of his stomach brought him back to the disgusting acts of his only son. He needed to talk to Harry. Lily didn't quite realize it but this Harry was not their baby. He was a grown man, a killer.
And they still hadn't found out what had happened to Dumbledore. Maybe he didn't want to know because he was positive Harry had something to do with it. From what they'd heard of Harry he was quite ruthless and if he could kill strangers and sever their ear than what would he do in an act of hate to Albus? But Harry could be one of those infuriating people who were calm in their hate and much more collected.
He realized, he didn't know a thing about his son. Not a single thing besides the image he'd heard the boy hated. Or rather, not boy but man. Again, the baby he'd known was not the same, and the boy he'd seen at 14 had 5 years to change him. 5 very long years. And 5 very bloody years.
End Chapter 1.
Please review. No flames.
ImmortalFlick
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.
Summary: Lily and James are resurrected in hope of saving the light. Unfortunately, Harry is not a child any more and works as a mercenary and would ally with any side, according to who would offer him the most money.
Chapter 1:
A cough escaped Lily's mouth as she and James waited patiently for Minerva to come and tell them what the hell was going on. The door flew open and two very excited men came bounding in.
"Jamie, Lils!" Sirius cried with a delighted laugh.
Both stood up to receive the bear hugs Sirius gave them, a huge grin splitting his face. Remus also hugged them both and gave Lily a kiss.
"Haven't seen you in while." Remus said with a sad smile.
"Don't be like that, Remy, we're here now. How beats me, but we're here."
"Oh, Minerva hasn't told anyone yet, it's an 'inside operation'. The ministry has done it secretly, a lot of people who were killed in the war are appearing all over the country. People are too wrapped up in their loved ones to care how it happened, they're just glad it did."
Lily was worried about one point. "What about Harry? How is Harry?"
There was a silence between them. "He's alive."
"Where is he?" Lily asked, looking around as if he would appear any second.
Sirius was grave-faced. "You have to realize, he isn't a child."
"Of course not, nineteen is hardly a child." Lily scoffed slightly.
James stood during this, unsure of the vibe he was getting from his two best friends, something wasn't right, something wasn't right at all. "What happened to Harry?" He asked with a slight hint of deep fear engraved in his voice.
Remus took up on the speaking. "Voldemort has been after Harry ever since he was a baby, the war has been waging on for years now, Harry is very powerful. The only problem is, he's not exactly on our side." Remus sounded very nervous, as one would faced with confused parents.
"Not on our side?" Lily exclaimed, partly shocked, partly disbelieving. James sat alongside, for once in his life silent.
"He's a mercenary." Sirius blurted out.
"Mercenary?" Her voice was halted.
"He get's paid to fight." Remus stepped in.
James felt that sinking feeling again. "And are we paying him to fight right now?"
Remus looked uncomfortable. "We can't pay him enough."
"What?" Lily screeched.
"The ministry aren't supporting us, Dumbledore hasn't got the resources either, and our sources say Harry had a larger offer than we could give, from Voldemort."
"We're expected to pay him to fight for the side of the light?" Lily was shocked.
At this point Remus was rather indignated on the behalf of Harry. "Well, we can't expect that just because he's the 'boy-who-lived', a title he hates, by the way, that he would be on our side. He is the boy-who-lived because of something that wasn't his choice in the first place, after all."
James stood up beside Remus. "As much as I wish Harry were here now, I also believe that he has a right to choose. Lils, please, he is our son."
"Not if he's a Deatheater he's not." She huffed.
Sirius jumped up to Harry's defense. "Lily Potter, did we say he was a Deatheater? He is not on either side as of yet. You two, as Dumbledore would've said, are now leverage."
James' stomach went in a circle, his heart dropped. "Albus is dead?" He asked, forlorn.
"He's not quite dead..." Remus trailed off, once again uncomfortable. "He's just not quite alive."
"What is that supposed to mean?" James growled.
"Well, Albus is quite manipulative, as you know. And he would do anything to win this war. Harry is very powerful and since he had the power to defeat Voldemort before, he's been considered to be the one who will save us again. So Albus put a lot of pressure on him, and manipulated him into a lot of... situations... he'd rather not be in. Harry didn't like being manipulated and left right after school. The last we saw of him, he was killing aurors at an astounding rate."
"You said he wasn't on any side yet!" Lily screeched once more, interrupting. Her baby was out there killing people, by Gods was she angry.
Remus looked slightly abashed. "He's not now, but he was."
"Why isn't he anymore?" James asked promptingly.
"Well, Voldemort stopped paying him."
"Just stopped?" He was confused.
"He ran out."
"What? How much were they paying him for their money to run out? They have Malfoy."
Remus didn't look like he wanted to say. "A rather large sum."
"How much?" Lily insisted.
"From what we've heard, nine million galleons per job, two thousand per head."
"And they were paying him that much?"
At the same time James asked. "He keeps track?"
Sirius looked sick. "He cuts off their left ear."
Lily turned an unflattering shade of green before rushing off to the bathroom.
Moony and Padfoot turned to James. "Weak stomach." He explained. A long silence reigned.
James wondered, sadly, what had happened to their son. He'd been broken to a point of this? He was a killer, who collected trophies and money for the people he butchered. The people he must've slaughtered, the families. Why did he need the money? Or did he do it for the pleasure? Again, a sick churn of his stomach brought him back to the disgusting acts of his only son. He needed to talk to Harry. Lily didn't quite realize it but this Harry was not their baby. He was a grown man, a killer.
And they still hadn't found out what had happened to Dumbledore. Maybe he didn't want to know because he was positive Harry had something to do with it. From what they'd heard of Harry he was quite ruthless and if he could kill strangers and sever their ear than what would he do in an act of hate to Albus? But Harry could be one of those infuriating people who were calm in their hate and much more collected.
He realized, he didn't know a thing about his son. Not a single thing besides the image he'd heard the boy hated. Or rather, not boy but man. Again, the baby he'd known was not the same, and the boy he'd seen at 14 had 5 years to change him. 5 very long years. And 5 very bloody years.
End Chapter 1.
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