Title: Vengeance of a Hero

By: Lance

Summary: Harry Gets tired of Dumbledore's manipulations, lies, and secrets. Harry decides to hell with Dumbledore and to defeat Voldemort on his own terms, with some inspiration from Draco Malfoy. Set in year six.

Genre: Action/adventure/romance

Rated: M

Warnings: Slash, Language

Parings: DM x HP

Disclaimer: I Do not own Harry Potter Characters, Plot line, or any familiar ideas. However, I own anything unfamiliar.

Chapter: 1 Privet Drive

The drive back from Kings cross was quite a boring one. As the car pulled up to number 4 Privet Drive, Harry was asking himself for the thousandth time, why he believed the false vision. Of course, Dumbledore knew that it could happen, but didn't warn Harry. He made a silent vow to himself that he'd never be manipulated again.

"Boy! Get that trunk in the house! If one of the neighbors sees you, I swear we'll lock you in the cupboard for a month." Vernon screamed at Harry, his face a dark shade of purple. To the Dursleys' astonishment, Moody appeared out of nowhere, taking off a silvery cloak. He looked at the Dursleys and smirked.

"Are you sure you great bloody fat ass? I don't think that's very smart. You see, the order meant what we said about anything with Harry. I will personally torment you all for the rest of your lives. Petunia, I swear if you let that great fat oaf do anything to Harry, I will personally transfigure you into a giant pile of horseshit. Then, I'll throw you on the walls." Moody said to the Dursleys menacingly.

The Dursleys paled considerably. "Now see here, your not going to come onto my property, and try to intimidate me." Vernon began, but was soon cut off by Moody growling

" Does it look like I give a shit?"

Vernon just flushed more, at a loss for words. He decided he better not argue with this man, instead, he'd simply nod and agree. Soon, he'd be able to kick that little shit out. He had to wait until he turned of age. He was glad he could get rid of the freaks.

Harry trudged up to his room, dragging his trunk, and carrying Hedwig. He set it down, and a fresh wave of hot tears began pouring down his face at the thought of Sirius. He missed his godfather too bloody much. Harry thoughts started to wonder back to the school year.

He had slowly started to accept the fact that he was gay over the school year. He thought Snape had a really nice ass, too. He wished he had told Sirius about it. Sirius might have given him some advice, or something. There's nothing Harry could do about it now.

All week, Harry stayed in his room. He very rarely left. The only time he left his room was to use the bathroom, or very rarely, eat.

After two weeks of this, a brown owl came to his house. It dropped a letter off with an official seal on it, of a G.

Dear Mr. Harry James Potter,

We send our deepest regards for the passing of one Sirius Orion Black. In his will, he has named you sole heir of the Black Family. In order to claim your status, you must go to the will reading, on Friday, August , at noon.. Then, after the official will reading, we have some things that will need to be discussed in private.

Sincerely yours,

Gobdin,

President of Gringotts.

Harry re-read the letter thoroughly. "This is it, isn't it?" he thought to himself. "He's really gone? It surly wasn't normal for the President of Gringotts to write about a will, was it?" The will reading was the next day! A million questions were buzzing around ion his head, but just as he was thinking about them, a owl swooped down, dropped a letter. And left. It had the Hogwarts seal on it.

Dear Harry,

I do hope you aren't still angry with me. Harry, you must not go to Gringotts though. It would be a perfect opportunity for death eaters to kidnap you. Instead, I'm going to go to Gringotts instead, and I'll be there for the will. Whatever you do, do not leave your aunt and uncle's house. I will try to sort it all out, do not worry.

Albus Dumbledore

Order of Merlin 1st class,

Harry was pissed. No, pissed does not begin to describe the rage Harry was feeling toward Dumbledore. "How could the stupid fuck do this?" Harry thought to himself. Harry wasn't going to let him. He was going to go, and Dumbledore wasn't going to stop him. While he was in Diagon alley, he needed to make a few stops. But first, he needed to get some sleep. He had big plans for the day ahead of him.

R&R! What did you think? -Lance