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Harry Potter and the Final Quest

Chapter one: The Beginning

The drive back from Privet Drive was uneventful although there was much tension in the air. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the chosen one, sat in the back of his Uncle's expensive new work car mourning the death of his mentor and friend, Albus Dumbledore. By the time the Dursley family reached their home Harry Potter had come to the conclusion that he had to do something and do something now. He would go after Voldemort, take the offensive.

"Boy" Vernon growled, "get out of the car and get your unnatural self and trunk up to your room." Harry complied without fuss. When Harry reached his room he dropped his trunk and slid onto his bed, Dumbledore is dead he thought. How could this happen? The greatest wizard of the age dead. If Dumbledore is dead how am I going to destroy Voldemort? He didn't know how long he laid there but eventually he had to venture down to the kitchen at the demand of his grumbling stomach.By the time Harry returned to his room his resolve was rock hard and he already had a plan. He needed to get to Diagon alley. He needed supplies.

Since it was still two weeks till he could do magic and was staying with the Dursley's per Dumbledore's request he decided to solidify his plan.

To do:

Visit Diagon alley - Books on defense, Occlumency, wards, and the dark arts

Find a new headquarters (Grimmauld place could be compromised)

TRAIN!

Destroy Voldemort – Horcruxes – Locket, Hufflepuff's cup, Nagini, something of Gryffindor's or Ravenclaw's, and himself.

Harry had decided that it was way to dangerous of his friends to go along with him on this quest already five people had died because of him four of the because they loved him and one for just being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

It was a week before his birthday and as he walked down the stairs he heard a grumble from the kitchen. "What is that freak still doing here?" Uncle Vernon mumbled into his coffee and toast. Just then a massive brown owl flew in through the back window almost smashing into Vernon's head. "I told you no effing owls this year" he roared, "GET OUT, OUT, I WANT NO MORE OF YOUR UNNATURALNESS UNDER MY ROOF" he yelled making all the glass I the room shake. Harry just looked at him stunned and disbelieving, then everything snapped back.

"I AM THE ONLY THING THAT IS KEEPING VOLDEMORT FROM COMING AND KILLING YOU, PROTECTION FROM MY FRIENDS!" he screamed back. Before me knew what happened his uncles hand met his face in a backhanded slap. Harry jumped up from his feet and pulled his wand from his back pants pocket, where he kept is regardless of Mad-eye Moody's warning, and pressed it against his uncle's throat. "Don't ever speak to me again" he hissed, "I will leave if that is what you want but its you who will be protection less". With that he stomped up to his room through the few possessions that he had into his school trunk, emptied his loose floorboard and lugged his trunk back down to the living room. "I hope you all have a nice life" he mumbled and he reached the door and pulled it open.

Harry pulled out his wand as he reached the curb and held it up to call the knight bus. Almost immediately a violently purple bus arrived with a bang.

"Where to young man?" the conductor asked not even looking at him much to Harry's relief.

"Diagon alley" he responded "as quick as possible".

"Right-o my man" the conductor responded. "That will be five galleons and six sickles please"

"Five galleons" Harry exclaimed.

"Yeah prices had to go up with all the extra security ya know", Harry only nodded his acceptance and paid the man. "Next stop, Diagon alley" he roared over the noise of the engine. Ten minutes later Harry was standing in front of the Leaky Cauldron and smiling.

A/N: I am looking for a beta….this had not been beta read and I would appreciate the thoughts if anyone had time to be my beta. Please read and review and suggestions are welcome….good or bad, thx.