A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or HP related products including the movie and the movie rights. I do however own my plot.
Harry followed the Aurors down the hall to the release room. The Aurors led Harry to an office with only a scenic mountain picture for decoration. The lead Auror motioned for Harry to sit in the chair that he conjured with a flick of his wand. Harry sat down and relished the feeling of having something soft under his bottom after five years.
The Auror wrote on and stamped a series of files and folders before turning to Harry and handing him a parchment and asked for his signature on the bottom.
Harry shakily took the offered quill and signed his name. It was barley recognizable, but Harry thought that it was rather good after five years of not writing. A feeling of warmth passed through his body as soon as the name was on the parchment.
The Auror stood up and motioned Harry to follow him. He led Harry deeper into the building away from the plain office into a circular room with a desk nestled into the corner where a witch stood reading the latest edition of Witch Weekly while twirling her hair with her wand. The Auror told Harry to wait in the middle of the room while he acquired Harry some decent robes and a generic wand until he could get a personal wand from Ollivanders. The Auror walked to the witch and whispered something into her ear. The witch stopped twirling her hair, but continued reading her magazine while she grabbed the necessary items from the many drawers of the desk.
The Auror returned and handed Harry the robes.
"Here you go sir. Sorry it's black, but that's all we are allowed to issue."
Harry grimaced at the color after spending so many years in a dark damp cell, but responded happily anyway.
"Don't worry about it. At least it is clean"
The Auror smiled and handed Harry the wand after he put his robes on. He also handed Harry a portkey that would take him off of Azkaban isle and into the outside world. More specifically to the office of the Minister of Magic. Currently a lackey of Dumbledore's, but Harry didn't know that.
"Whenever you are ready Mr. Potter just say Elende Insel hat begonnen and you will be transported away from Azkaban." , the Auror smiled and added, "Hopefully you won't ever have to see this isle again."
Harry took his wand and spoke the necessary words that would take him away from the suffering and pain of the last five years of his life.
He landed rather bumpily into a highly decorated office with paintings strung about the room and fancy furniture spread throughout the room. The door opened behind him, and in stepped a shot plump fellow with a silver pointed wizard's hat on his head. The minister took one look at the person in his office before turning back around and motioned for a second figure to come into the room.
The Minister motioned for Harry to take a seat while he took a seat behind his desk. Harry was about to ask the person behind the desk what the heck he was doing in a fancy office when he was just released from prison, but he never got around to it when he heard the voice behind him.
"Hello Harry" said a sad looking Albus Dumbledore
"YOU!" screamed Harry