System: Sol
Planet: Earth
Country: United Kingdom
Date: July 1995
"Who the fuck are you, and why shouldn't I blow both your goddamn brains out right this instant?"
No One's POV:
To say Tonks was surprised was an understatement. She was expecting a sleeping teen that would be hard to wake up, but instead, she got a warrior with a gun who very clearly wasn't afraid to use it if the barrel to her head was any indication.
"Easy lad. We're aren't here to hurt you." Mad-Eye said, trying to calm Harry down. At this, Harry, still keeping his knee on Tonks back, pointed the barrel of his pistol towards Moody and spoke.
"What did you say to me just before I started the first task last year?"
"Not a damn thing. I was stuck in a box the whole blasted year if you don't well remember, boy." At this answer, he lowered the pistol and asked with curiosity.
"Who's your friend?"
"Mister Potter, meet Junior Auror Nymphadora Tonks." At the mention of her full name Tonks noticeably bristled, clearly not liking her full name. But with that information given, Harry got off her back and helped her up.
" Sorry about the rough handling, madam, but in this day and age, you never know who's gonna be knocking on your doorstep."
"Not a problem. Also, call me Tonks. I hate my first name." Tonks said while stretching her back out, trying to make it feel better. Without warning, Harry came up behind her, picked her up from the waist, causing her to squeal in surprise, and pulled up in one swift motion causing a very audible pop to happen.
"Better?" Harry inquired with amusement as Tonks tried to get her barrings again.
"Yeah, but if you do that again without warning, I will castrate you, understand?" To which Harry just gave a nod with his hands up in surrender. As this was happening, Mad-eye seemed to examine him cautiously.
"What happened to you, Potter? Nothing the Headmaster said made it seem like you would be one to flirt with a pretty bird." He said, causing Tonks to gape. At this, Harry raised an eyebrow, responding with.
" Okay, for 1. Who's says I'm flirting? Maybe I'm just being nice to her; after all, I'd did send her ass overhead and onto her stomach and put a barrel to the back of her skull, for 2. She's not my type and a bit too old for my liking anyway. I'm not into cougars, thank you very much." At the end of this, Moody busted out into a full belly laugh while Tonks all but sputtered, trying to come up with a response to Harry's asinine remark, but she couldn't and after 1-2 minutes of this, she just glared at Harry. Once Moody was done he spoke.
"Oh, that was a good one, Lad. Very very good. That said, what happened to ya?" At this, Harry looked around and spoke, his face going from the carefree teenager he was to that of a hardened war veteran.
"Are we going someplace secure?" He asked. At the look of seriousness on Harry's face Moody's face became grim.
"We are." Moody growled.
"It can keep until then. But keep in mind: There is a danger in secrets. Both in seeking and in knowing." Harry said as he grabbed his bags holstered his pistol.
"Alright, let's go before I have to eliminate everyone in this household for knowing too much." With that Tonks, Moody, and Harry left the house to an alley not far from Number 4. On the way, the air seemed to freeze over and any good emotion the group felt vanished. Knowing what this most likely was, Harry stopped and turned to where he felt the disturbance was coming from.
Dropping the bag to the ground while going into a crouched position. Harry opened the bag pulling out a disassembled sniper rifle, the barrel being taken out for the weapon to fit. Due to the years of training and muscle memory he gained, the weapon was put together again in less than 15 seconds. Just in time, too, it seems as 2 Dementors were coming at them with supernatural speed 200 meters away. Staying in the crouched position he used to assemble the sniper crouch, he took aim at the closest of the 2 Dementors. With stone-cold precision, he squeezed the trigger of his rifle. With a howling screech, the Dementor was blown out of existence, the 14 mm armor-piercing round going through its chest. Without hesitation, Harry retrained his rifle on the second of the two hostile entities. BOOM! Another round leaves the chamber, and a split second later, the second Dementor was gone turning into black dust blowing away in the wind.
After the threat to himself and his companions was gone, he noticed two different patroni circling where the Dementors would have been. Putting the rifle back in the bag Harry, walked over to Moody, whose face was grim, while Tonks was shell-shocked at the events that transpired right before her.
"Come on before the Muggle authorities get here." Mad-Eye stated. Tonks just shook her head and followed when they found an ally. All three grabbed onto what was very clearly a port key and disappeared from the area.
Harry swayed slightly as the portkey the three had taken landed. Harry glared at this. He will always hate magical travel, preferring a Warthog, Pelican, or Mongoose. As fucked as that little vehicle was, it was better than this shit any day.
"Read this quickly." Moody said, pushing a piece of parchment into his hand.
"The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is located at Number 12, Grimmauld Place." Harry read before the parchment was snatched from his hand and burned. Looking up and raising an eyebrow at that, looking to both Tonks and Moody for an explanation.
"Focus on what you read, Harry." Tonks explained as the group moved across the street from the park they had arrived in.
In doing so, Harry found that the space between 11 and 13 Grimwald seemed to open up and reveal number Twelve. At this Harry looked impressed.
" Hmm seems someone took security to where it needed to be taken I'm impressed to say the least."
" You can thank yout Godfather and Myself for that. If Dumbledore had his way it wouldn't be anywhere near as secure as it is now." Moody responded. Getting a respectful nod from Harry they moved into the house.
Looking around the foyer, Harry was unimpressed with the house. It was dark and dank with dust and dirt everywhere trash in the hallway entrances and wallpaper pealing off the walls. Another thing that spurred his dislike for this place was the Dark nature of the magic in the house it crawled over his skin making him feel like a Convenient ambush was about to happen at any given moment with an elite in the lead, energy sword alight ready to pierce his armor.
Hearing a crash Harry pulled his pistol and pointed it at the sound in a knee jerk reaction seeing it was only Tonks who had tripped over a troll leg that had been turn into an umbrella stand. A few seconds later Harry heard a god awful sound coming from a portrait that had been covered just moments before. A rustle was heard above them as someone was clearly unhappy with the portrait being awoken. At the top of the stairs was a clearly irate Sirius who came down and started shouting.
"Shut up you miserable old bat!" He shouted as he wrenched the curtains closed, muffling the woman's screams. Turning around to seeing Harry with a very clear smirk on his face at Sirius' struggle.
"Hello Harry. Sorry about that. My mother's portrait. Can't get the damn thing off the wall." He said as he came up to Harry and gave him a hug. Returning the hug Harry eyed the portrait and looked it up and down. And spoke.
"You mind if I have a go? Yah know I may or may not have a solution to you problem."
Sirius stepped back and gave an 'after you' motion with his hand. Harry climbed up to the landing. Harry pulled the curtains back and the volume of the screams increased 10 fold finally Harry snapped.
"Oh shut the fucking hell up you psychotic bitch!" Harry shouted over the painting, shocking the painting into silence. Reaching to his belt he drew his combat knife from a sheath on his belt and quickly sliced the painting from its frame. Rolling the canvas tightly, he turned to Sirius and spoke
"10 quid of petrol and a match and all you problems will be taken care of."
"Pup, I could kiss you. We have been trying to get that damn thing off for weeks!" Shrugging Harry gave him a duh look and responded in a questioning tone.
"And no one even thought about cutting the picture out of the frame?" Before anyone could respond a scream of fury was heard. Turning to the noise a rather old and decrepit house elf could be scene standing on the landing beneath the now empty frame. The little elf had what could only be what discribed as an unholy look of rage on it's face. Before anyone could say anything it screamed leaping at Harry with what looked to be a rusty kitchen knife. Before anything could happen however Harry disarmed and grabbed the elf by the throat. Looking into the little elf's eyes he could see clear derangment in them Harry turned to Sirius with a raised eye brow tilting his head toward the elf.
"Is this one yours?" At this Sirius chuckles darkly at this and shakes his head in the negative.
"Unfortunately this monstrosity came to with the belonged to dear old mum before she passed may she rest in hell. His name is Kreacher if I remember right.." He explained. Nodding his head he looked at Kreacher closely and spoke.
"As heir Black I order you to stand down Kreacher." At this Kreachers whole demeanor changes he goes from angry and wanting to kill to wide eyed and timid.
"Y..yes heir Blacks Kreacher bes standing downs now's."
"Good is there any task that has gone uncomplicated since your mistress' death?" At this Kreacher nodded his little head. Harry put him down and motioned him to speak. At this Kreacher told him of the story of Reglus Black and what Voldemort did to him. At this Harry seemed to be contemplating this and spoke.
"Kreacher please bring me the locket that Reglus retrieved." At that Kreacher nodded and waddled off to get his former master's belonging. When he returned Harry examined the item closely. It was silver and had an S on it with snakes rapping around the whole thing. That said he pulled the miniature holo projector from his belt.
"Rowena examine this please this is puzzleing to me." After speaking Sirius, Moody, and Tonks all looked at him like he was crazy and Tonks went to speak.
"Harry who are you tal…" Before she could finish Rowena appeared on the projector and started to examine the piece of jewelry. After about 30 seconds Rowena turned to Harry.
"Scans indicate that this object is a soul container also known as a Horcrux." At that Harry's eyes widended sharply and narrow just as quickly.
"Options?"
"Well the best way to destroy one is Basilisk venom or Fiendfyr, however a shotgun slug straight through the object should do just as well." Nodding his head he walked toward the back door with Sirius, Moony, and Tonks following him.
"Harry what is that thing?" At the word thing Rowena appeared on Harry's shoulder with crossed arms and a scowel.
"This thing happens to be named Rowena and to answer your question mutt I'm an ancilla. Thank you very much." At that Rowena disappeared. Harry chuckled.
"Yeah I would advise not pissing her off Sirius. She's as human as you or me. She just has a different way of living." At this Sirius looked at him weirdly but nodded anyway. When they got to the back yard Harry placed the locket on the tree pinning it in place with his combat knife. Before turning around and placing his bag down next to him. Opening it and pulling out a shotgun, loading it with slugs. Lining the barrel up to his target Harry looked down the sights and squeezed the trigger. With a boom, a crack, and a other worldly screech the locket was no more.
"What on Earth was that?" Came the voice of Molly Weasley from the kitchen. Harry just shook his head and turned to Sirius, Moody, and Tonks
"If everyone can gather in the kitchen, I will explain what I can there. And would prefer if everyone was there even the quote unquote kids. I'd rather not repeat myself." Sirius nodded and went to gather the needed people. Once everyone was gathered they found Harry nursing a butterbeer at the kitchen table, playing with his knife. When he noticed everyone he gestured for the others to have a seat.
When Dumbledore finally arrived he seemed surprised that Harry was there but none the less he sat at the head of the table. When he did Harry raised an Eyebrow at that. Seeing this Dumbledore spoke up.
"Is something wrong Harry my boy?" At this Harry just chuckled.
"Normally it's the head of the house hold that sits there I find it amusing it's you and not Sirius. It truly shows how much respect you have for the man." At this everyone gaped at Harry with the exception of Snape who just sneered at him hatred clear on his face. Before anyone could speak Molly Weasley clearly angry spoke.
" Harry that is no way to talk to the headmaster what has gotten into you?! Apologize!" At this Harry snorted and took a swig of his butter beer before raising his eyebrow in defiance.
"The boy is as arrogant as his father and just as disrespectful." Snape said, speaking for the first time.
"Your just as spiteful and monstrous as yours." Responded absent mindedly. When he said this everyone gaped.
"What did you just say to me Potter?" Snape said just barely above a whisper.
"Tobias Alexander Snape arrested June, 1975 for the abuse and attempted murder of his wife and son." Harry said turning to Severus with a hardened look.
"I don't make that comparison light. From July 1978 to May 1980 you were an active member of the wizarding terrorist organization known as the Death Eaters under the command of Thomas Morvolo Riddle otherwise known as Voldemort. From there you tortured or killed close to 7 different families of Muggle and Muggleborn during said operations. After May of 1980 you turned to Dumbledore to be his spy in order to save a certain person from you former master after sending him after them. Need I continue Mr. Snape." As all this was said he never looked at Severus he just looked at the wall all while keeping his knife in one hand and his butterbeer in the other. Looking pale as a ghost Severus opened his mouth to speak then closed it before opening it and saying.
" How did you know all that?" At this Harry just chuckled.
"I make it my priority to know who I'm working with . Now as spy I would like to ask you to leave the house for a bit on the grounds that as a spy you could have plausible deniability in this situation is that agreeable to you?" At this Snape got a thoughtful look on his face before nodding and getting up to leave before stopping at the door.
"I am sorry I miss judged you I look forward to the future working with you." At this Harry saluted in respect with the tip of his bottle.
" The same can be said for you. If there is any target you need ghosting just let know I'll take care of it." At this Severus nodded and walked out of the room.
Alright folks that's it for the chapter. That's right I'm back and the reason for my absence is due to a new job and how chaotic it is right now on the EMS side of things due to COVID-19 that said don't worry RGIMDB is still in the works I just got a bit of writers block there. But I'm getting over it and should have an update there either before the year is out or at the beginning of the new year, maybe both, but that's optimistic.
Edit 01/26/2022:
Did some grammar work and added some substance to this chapter. Thank you to all of you for your support and kind words as well as your Constructive criticism.
Till then, as always, stay safe and healthy in these trying times.
-MariousPluton