Vengeance of a Hero
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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: 4: Diagon Alley
Harry stood, with his jaw to the ground, for as full five minutes. He had never seen so much gold in his life, not even in the little bit of muggle TV he had seen. The room he was standing in was bigger than the great hall of Hogwarts, complete with a marble floor and statues of griffins made out of gold. He then noticed multiple doors in the room, with beautiful signs engraved into the door, depicting what the room was. He looked closely, and noticed on different doors a bookcase, sword, some kind of stone, a picture of someone, and a crest.. It was strange, almost peaceful, like he had seen it somewhere, but couldn't place where.
He looked at Malfoy, and saw him with a stunned expression on his face. He looked back at Gobdin, and asked, " What is the crest on the door? I mean, It looks familiar, but i don't know what it is."
Gobdin didn't seemed surprised at this, and replied " Yes, it should seem familiar, as it is the Potter Family Crest."
Harry didn't even seem phased that the Potter family had a crest. He expected it after everything that he had found out about.
" Gobdin, is there any way to make large purchases without carrying all that money with me?" Harry asked the goblin.
" I'm glad you asked!" the goblin replied, cheerfully, " We have something like a muggle credit-card, and requires your signature to be completed, with anti-theft systems installed. WE also offer a large variety of muggle credit cards. With you current balance, you would be backed up to 100 million, and that wouldn't even dent your account, would it?"
Harry shook his head wearily- it was turning out to be a long day. Gobdin brought him forms, and harry signed them, for a muggle credit card, and a wizarding credit card. He had to have some serious shopping after this. Harry Draco and Narcissa, walked out of Gringotts, looking pleased with themselves.
" Where to first?" Harry asked them, and took a look at Draco, who was smiling.
" Where else? You need clothes, look at the state of your rags you call clothes!" Draco responded, and quickly cut Harry's response off. " Look, you have to trust me. You need to use your fame to your advantage for once, Harry, and you cannot do this until you have a powerful look."
Harry sighed in defeat, knowing it was pointless to argue. " Fine!" He said in a snappy retort.
They were walking, and went past Madam Malkins, where Harry tried to turn into, and was grabbed by Draco.
" We're not going there for the money you have. Were going to the finest." Draco told him leaving no room for argument.
Harry swore loudly, and Narcissa Replied,
" Harry, if we're going to use your fame for control of the ministry, you must at least not use such language- in public."
Harry only nodded in agreement, and didn't realize he had fallen behind, until he noticed Draco's ass, and was staring at it while he was walking. Draco looked back to get Harry, and said
" Come on Harry, we don't have all day. We need to get there, we have other places we need to go."
Harry blushed when he realized what he had been doing, praying he hadn't been caught. Luckily enough, Draco didn't seem to realize Harry had been staring at his ass.
They continued to shop Harry had never heard of before, called Affluent Robes for Anywhere. Harry watched the sign, and entered. He gasped as he noticed all the robes that were lining the racks. He couldn't imagine the prices, all of them seemed to be handcrafted, from fine silks, with intricate details on them. He noticed one with gold going down the arms in swirls, and they connected near the end of the sleeves.
" How may i- oh! Mr. Potter! Narcissa, how lovely to see you." The woman beamed.
" Hello Ms. Liceo, as you can see, we have an emergency. Look at the state of Harry's robes, and his hair. What about those ugly glasses? What can you do with him?" Narcissa asked in a business-like tone.
" Yes, i think we can fix him right up. Hold out your arms dear, thats it. I need to get your size." A tape measure flew over, and started to measure Harry.
" I think i have something great for his new robes!" She quickly grabbed tons of different robes, having him try them on.
She threw him emerald ones that had golden trim, and then silver with black trim. She kept throwing robe after robe, for him to try on, come out, and then she'd either keep it or discard it. After two hours of this, and lots of different clothes he picked out, they determined darker colors looked better on him. The robes that looked the best to them all had some kind of emerald on them. Harry finally found robes he wanted, and he didn't know what drew them to him.
" How about these?" Harry asked, in a tone suggesting he wanted them.
" We haven't sold them, because no one is willing to pay a million galleons for one set of robes. The runes on them," at this, she indicated the silvery runes on the clothes, that were unmistakable in the emerald background, " Protect from most dark curses, muggle weapons, and can heal minor injuries. They also can blur your appearance, making you unrecognizable, when you want them to."
" I'll take them!" Harry replied quickly.
The woman just seemed to be shocked a little, then added them in.
" How much do i owe you?" Harry asked, grinning like mad.
" Your total comes to... 3 million galleons, 9 sickles, and two knuts."
Harry cheerfully handed her the credit card, and signed. He walked out wearing the million galleon robes. Everything else was to be sent to him, while he was at the Malfoys.
Narcissa led him down a path, to a little shop. They entered, and a woman came up to them.
" Oh my, you really need a makeover. We'll just see what we can do." She told him, and added, " Your hair is very messy, Does it lie flat?"
He shook his head, wondering where she was going with it.
" Have you ever considered growing it out long?" When Harry shook his head once again, she said, " Well then, do you want me to use a spell to make it grow long? When its long, it should just be a little bit wavy, no longer messy."
" I'd like that, what do you think?" He asked, Narcissa.
" It wouldn't hurt to try, the process can be reversed if you don't like it."
" Ok, try it please."
The woman nodded at him, pointed to his hair, and said, " longous Mantifesto" Harry's hair grew out to his shoulders, where it stopped. Harry examined it in the mirror.
" Harry, were going to need to go to Knockturn Alley. You need to be prepared for the war, and are going to need every advantage you can get. Are you willing to go to all ends, to learn the dark arts, to understand that, they are only classified as dark, because of there power? I mean, think about it. Levitation spells are considered " Light" Magic, and yet, can you not kill someone with them? Doesn't it make them "dark" since you can kill them or hurt them? No it does not. Its the intent of the witch or wizard that makes magic light or dark, not whether or not it hurts someone. You can save someones life by using dark magic, and shouldn't that classify it as light because you used it to save someone with it?"
Harry took all this in, and realized what she said is true. " I never thought of it this way, but i guess your right. Its the intent that makes the magic light or dark, not whether it harms or not. Yes,I'm willing to do anything- even learn illegal dark magic- to stop the bastards who have taken so much from me. I wish to learn, I wish to train, and no one is going to stop me from defeating Lord Voldemort."
Narcissa nodded in compassionate understanding, and signaled them to hide their appearance. It would not be wise to be seen going down Knockturn Alley, after the ministry finally decided to admit they were fools, and Voldemort was indeed back again. He proved it over a series of attacks.
I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but I've been busy with a lot of different things. I was grounded for a while, had a case of writers block, and then had multiple extremely busy weeks. I'm hoping I'll be able to update sooner- and don't worry, it will get to slash soon. Lance
A for my reviewers:
Heather, i thank you for your comment. No, the full story of the Malfoy's is soon to be revealed, but for now, my lips are sealed other then that it is Malfoy Sr. and he is not a death eater.
: I thank you for your kindness, and I'm hoping it will continue on well.
: lol, serves the moron right... now if we can just give Dobby a love potion to make him fall in love with Dumbledore... ( no i don't plan to do that, thats just gross...)
: i thank you for a positive review, and hoping you like this chapter.
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LS : I'm hoping my chapters are all good, but I'm planning them to start to get a bit longer.. they are kind of short.
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I'm hoping it will not take me as long to get the next update up, because it has been forever. This chapter has been rewritten to some extent, thanks to the helpful criticism of
Sbkar (). Thank you for your help, because i probally wouldn't have noticed these things myself. Any helpful criticism is appreciated. Lance