Disclaimer: I don't now nor have I ever owned Harry Potter. Yes the truth hurts very badly. sighs tearfully

A/N- once more I would like to ask if anyone has an idea for titles to this story please write it in a review.

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When we last left our boy her….sorry young man hero:

"Hello, Harry, you're going to make a great gift to my Lord."

With a raised brow Harry answered mockingly

"Your 'Lord' as you call him, will have to do with out me."

The cloaked man started toward Harry with a determined air. Stumbling back slightly Harry spun around and started to run. Stepping down he felt the floor shift as he stepped onto one of the brushes he'd used to scrub the floor. For once Fate (though I sure she got a kick out of it) was on Harry's side and the brush slid him to the kitchen door that led to the living room. Running through it Harry quickly locked the door, grinning slightly as he heard the sounds of the Death Eater slipping on the wet tiled floor. Not slowing down Harry ran through the living room to the door to the hallway locking it as he passed. Seeing the front door coming up Harry made a split second decision a veered off to the stairs.

'Fate was on my side earlier, but I've learned she has a twisted scene of humor, better not push it.'

Casting a wandless silencing charm around himself, his wand long forgotten, Harry flew up the stairs and into his room.

'For once I'm glad Vernon put those locks on my door.'

He thought as he quickly locked the five padlocks, two deadbolts, and door knob. Stepping back into the shadows Harry heard the tail tell sounds of someone coming up the stairs as they creaked from the added weight. Waiting for the right time to strike Harry stood with his back to the wall.

'Where are the others? Death Eaters never work alone.'

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Harry was pulled from his mussing as he heard the slight click of the first lock. Thanking who ever was listening he quickly waved his wand at the door silently relocking the lock in the process. After several failed attempts to unlock the locks the Death Eater simply blew the door up. Moving as far into the corner as he could Harry lifted his wand and whispered.

"Stupefy"

The Death Eater fell with a silent thud. With a nervous mind Harry slowly moved from the hiding place only to come face to face with a familiar, but implacable enemy . Both shook their shock off and jumped back a step and raised their wands. The Death Eater glared at the young hero and spat.

"You Mr. Potter are more trouble then you are worth. Though you will earn us point with our Lord."

Harry sneered (wiping a tear away….. our baby's all grown up and sneering threateningly at people)

"Don't think you won the contest yet, Weasley!"

I thought about ending it here but I do wish to live long enough to continue the story. 

The Red Haired man just chuckled darkly.

"Do you think by knowing that I the Great Percy Weasley is a Death Eater will save you Potter? You must be more foolish then I thought you originally."

Shaking his head he continued.

"I tried to tell my family just how bad you were, but they would not listen to reason. They chose you! I can't believe my own Flesh and blood chose some half breed orphan over their own pure blooded son! You stole my family from me Harry Potter! For that you will p…"

He never finished as Harry shouted.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Causing the ranting man to fall as well. Shaking his head Harry stated calmly.

"Percy, you and Baldymort both talk too much."

With a sigh he started to straighten only to pause as he heard a slight creak for a loose floor board. Looking around revealed nothing as to the cause of the sound. Starting to think he'd imagined it he turned to leave the room. Just as he stepped out of the room he heard it again only louder.

'Now I now I heard it, but there isn't any…."

Harry mentally smacked himself as he realized his error.

'Duh! I have one too."

Hearing the creaking again he spun around and yelled out

"Accio invisibility cloak!"

The cloak flew into his hand and Harry's eyes widened as he recognized his parents' betrayer standing in front of him. Before Harry could react Peter Yelled out a cutting curse catching Harry in the arm. With a hiss as the hex sliced his skin Harry muttered.

"Expelliarmus!"

Once He had collected the wand Harry took off down the stairs and out the door. Cursing as his arm throbbed in time with his racing pulse. He made to the end of the street when he heard several sets of feet slapping the asphalt behind him. Pushing to a dead run Harry gave all his energy to out run the three fully trained wizards after him. As he turned the corner into an alley he prayed luck was on his side. The prayer was cut short as he found the dead end and heard the pursuing feet slow to a stop and a mocking voice.

"Looks like all your luck has run out, Little Potty!"

Harry spun around at the rude nickname wincing as it jarred the injury; he came face to face with Roudoulph Lestrange. Seeing the shock cross his face he smiled and ordered.

"Boys, get out here….we have a little present to Harry from the Dark Lord."

Harry backed into the wall behind him and thought out loud.

"Peter isn't on orders From Voldemort? Then….."

Jerking from his thoughts Harry whipped out his wand and prepared for a fight of a lifetime. Sadly the fight was quick and painful as Harry was hit with a binding curse followed by curses on all sides at one time with multiple curses. With a gasped

"Impend…."

The young hero fell to his knees and heard three curses one after another.

The first jinx only caused a gasp as he stretching jinx was muttered silently.

The second Curse caused Harry whimper and to wither about on the ground as

"Crucio!"

Was yelled and held for several moments.

Then the third curse to seal him fate of being captured as it torn across his chest and face causing immense damage was spoken calmly.

"Sectumsempra!"

Harry finally gave into the cloud of darkness that was pushing at his mind and gave up to nothingness The large group grinned as he bled and picked up the wounded youth. Lestrange grinned at his men and informed them.

"This boys, is why I am favored with the Dark Lord…."

Turning to where the three stunned Death eaters stood he continued.

"I follow his orders not my own. You three are wanted in the Manor."

The group vanished into the night as the three left disapperated to their fate.

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A/N I know this chapter is long over do, but I've been busy and went ahead and got this out so I could start up a new story. A Challenge from Cap'n BlackRose.

A/N: I am a little embarrassed to say but I put all of or most of chapter 2 in chapter 3 and never noticed. My sister read this story a few days ago and told me about the mess up. So I removed the chuck, it shortens the chapter horribly but I couldn't leave it like that. It really messes up the story to me. I 'm sorry for the inconvenience and hope you will continue with his story. I am writing a chapter and it should be up by next week. again thank you.