Chapter 12: New Begginings

Mr. Lee smiled, any other questions Harry"
Harry cracked a smirk. "How much do I get paid again?"

Harry's head was buzzing with excitement as a whole new world unfolded on him. Yes, this was the world of secrets. Powerful organizations, unknown wizardry…Harry was now treading in dangerous waters.

Mr. Lee sighed. "Harry, I need you to listen carefully. Iwon't beaccepting any jokes around when we are talking about serious business." Harry nodded his head showing that he understood before folding his hands in his lap.

"You will get paid decently, as I would like to add it, for we will get our budget paid from uncountable associations in the wizarding and muggle world but do not expect it to be billions of dollars."

"I don't really need the money sir…" Harry thought about his already large financial deposits from his parents and Sirius's deaths. It would be too greedy to accept more than necessary. Mr. Lee seemed to have read his mind, pulling out a white sheet of paper with all of Harry's financial documents written on it.

"Ah, I see that you are in perfect financial condition Mr. Potter." Harry smiled. "As I will assure you now, Mr. Potter, you will get paid the necessary amount for I will not accept my members to go unpaid. Your money will be put into your Gringotts vault." Harry accepted the compromise.

"But Mr. Lee, sir." Mr. Lee looked up from his paperwork back to Harry, giving him his full attention. "When Voldomort was still at large, why haven't I heard of any of this Elite V from any of the students or teachers?"

Mr. Lee broke out into a smile. "That isbecause the elite V was not needed Mr. Potter"

Harry broke out in outrage. "Not needed! Do you know how many deaths occurred because of Voldomort and his circle of death-eaters! Do you know the pain that we all felt in England!" Mr. Lee remained calm and silent.

"As sources tell me Mr. Potter, I do believe that there was already a secret organization helping you, Harry." Harry had mixed feelings.

"A secret organization? None that I know of, except the DA who I trained myself. But surely that can't-" Mr. Lee stood up once again and walked over to Harry's side, putting a large hand on his shoulder to calm Harry down.

"Harry," Harry's wide eyes looked up at Mr. Lee's confident form. "I do believe that there was a particular organization kept underground, but in my sources of information, you have heard of it."

"Then would you care to tell me, Mr. Lee?" Mr. Lee grinned.

"Gladly…" Harry crossed his arms. Surely no secret organization he's heard of ever helped out in the war against Voldomort. "I do believe, that this organization was formed when Voldomort was rumored to have come back to life. What was it called again?" Mr. Lee scratched the back of his head. "Ah, I believe it was called, the Order of the Phoenix, led by Albus Dumbledore himself. Quite an amazing man I would say." Harry was ashamed at himself to have forgotten the secret organization that his parents were in during the first Voldomort war. An idea struck Harry.

"Sir? If I may ask…how do you know about Dumbledore?" Mr. Lee looked surprised for a moment before his featured calmed down again. "Who doesn't know of Dumbledore Harry? One of the greatest wizards of the century, in my humble opinion." Harry accepted the comment, failing to notice the slight twinkle in Mr. Lee's silver eyes.

"Surely you do know that the organization was kept a secret from any Ministry Officials, am I correct?" Harry nodded. Even he himself had no idea what had gone on in those meetings that occurred in Grimmauld Place. "Well, the Elite V is distinctly different from the order of the phoenix, even though they are both classified as secret organizations. We, have the permission of the governments around the world to come and leave at will from the borders of their countries. We are known in their government but kept hidden from the public. We are the superior organization."Mr. Lee tied his hands behind his back.

"We have a strict code of honor for each other." Mr. Lee walked back to his seat before wearing his glasses again and continuing the explanation. "Once we are in public, you are to have distinct Alias's which only government officials and our other allies know about"

Mr. Lee placed all of his documents back into his black suitcase before pulling out one golden sheet of paper. "To us, you'll be Harry. But to others who have no idea of who you are, you will call yourself Henry Palmer, Billionaire and owner of several respected companies"

Harry stood up quickly. "Wait! What!" Harry was confused to see Mr. Lee stay calm.

"Yes Harry, it will be dangerous and stupid to go around the public calling yourself part of a secret organization, wouldn't you think? During muggle and wizarding parties that have no idea of or existence, you will strictly call yourself Henry Palmer. During your regular missions and trainings, you can go by your real name." Harry was just about to speak when Mr. Lee cut in.

"As for the companies, you will not need to worry an ounce about them. You are the owner and all you have to do is check once in a while to make sure your blockhead employees don't screw themselves. I will hire a whole circle of professionals to run your company so you need not worry about anything"

"That's a lot of information to suck in Mr. Lee." Mr. Lee's face features were serious containing no hint of mirth. "To my members, Harry, I do not like keeping any information from them. I am flat out to the point with them. No funny business and misunderstandings about anything. If you have any, come straight to me. Understood"

Harry nodded his head. Mr. Lee's features turned soft again. "You must be tired Harry, take a good night's sleep. My Butler will personally guide you through our halls to your room. Tomorrow, we will begin training."

After a final handshake, Harry left the briefing room to be welcomed by the Butler.
"Harry, I hope that Master did not stuff too much information into your brain." Harry shook his head wanting fully to 'hit the hey.'

The Butler led Harry away from the briefing room just as Madison's name was being called out. Looking behind, Harry saw Madison walk into the room, neither scared nor clue-less.

"This way Harry." The Butler gestured towards the two spiraling staircases in the middle of the room. Harry and The Butler quickly climbed the flight of stairs before a long bridge spanned out into four directions, one into each area of the house.

"The north passageway Harry, is to the gym." The Butler pointed his long finger towards north, where the long passageway ended with a large set of double-doors, seemingly locked." Harry acknowledged the information into the back of his head. So this is where he would be beginning his training tomorrow.

"The west wing is the girl's wing. A strict warning, unless you want to get yourself slapped, burned, and dumped into the mountains like trash by your fellow female team-mates before they get comfortable with you, I would highly advise not to stray to that direction." The Butler had an evil smirk on his face. "Our last generation of males seemed to have a keen sense of direction leading them towards the females. Lets just say, not many males stray into that wing after the incident. I dare not stray there myself." Harry nodded.

The Butler grunted before pointing towards the south passageway. "Over there is our library. Any research needed to be done on special cases, feel free to search and read to your heart's content. You will notice master's fine knowledge for books." Harry thought that the library would be heaven to Hermione. He himself, had no interest to spend everyday moping around the library for books.

"Ah, our last direction, east. That is where you and your friend Mr. Mackenzie will stay during you time here. You will find you room fit for your comfort needs. Goodnight Harry, master will be expecting you for your magical training tomorrow morning at 8"

The Butler shook Harry's hand and turned to walk back downstairs towards the briefing room.

Harry, wanting to desperately get some sleep before tomorrow, paced himself to his room. At the end of the long hallway filled with paintings of people Harry had no clue about, he reached two large door. One on his left that had the name Lawrence Mackenzie, on his right was a door with Harry's name embroiled in gold. Grinning, Harry gently opened the door into his room. Once inside, Harry closed his door and backed into it examining the beauty of his living quarters for the next few years. It was expensively furnished with leather couches situated near a fireplace big enough to fit the Harry himself into it.

On the other side of the room sat a large black oak polished desk accompanied by a soft and comfortable chair. Harry's eyes scanned his room from the large closet, to the few bookshelves next to his desk, to the large bed right in the middle of the room. There it was, the king sized bed, furnished with silky covers, a few comforters, tons of white, fluffy pillows, and a mattress that felt like a cloud. Harry had the urge to jump onto his bed before another room caught his attention.

Turning to his left again, Harry noticed a door leading to another large room. Walking towards the door, Harry realized that this room was definitely his bathroom. Inside, sat a huge marble tub, with a shower situated next to it. There was a clean toilet, and two marble sinks. Over by the wall, four fluffy white towels hung beaming off the massive lighting of the bathroom. Harry was set. This was definitely going to bring him a good night's sleep.

Walking back over to the table, Harry noticed a large bald eagle currently perched on his desk. Harry noticed a small white card with fancy handwriting on it.

Dear Harry,

Since I know that you will be sending and reading letters from fellow friends and family, you are given my permission to own Falcon, the fellow bald eagle on your desk.

Harry looked towards Falcon. The large bald eagle stared back at him before flopping its' massive wings and gesturing with his beak towards the pile of letters that were also situated on the desk. Harry looked back at the note.

As your letters will be sent long distances, Falcon here has the perfect body build to fly anywhere in any time. He is my most trusted bird. Do take care of him.
Mr. Lee.

Harry put the note down before yawning and reaching towards his pile of letters on his desk. Handling the first one, he noticed that this letter was from Ron and Hermione. With a smile, Harry tore open the letter before trying to read Ron's messy handwriting.

Harry! Hermione and I have no idea where to send this letter so we just gave it to Pig and hope for the best. How are you doing! Do you know how worried my mom was. She nearly had kittens! It took both Tonks and Remus to finally calm her down explaining to her that you've went to a safe location. I've earned my position on the Chudley Cannons! Starting Keeper too! Here comes Hermione…she has got a lot to tell you about.

Ron's messy scribbles were replaced by Hermione's neat cursive. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Reading Ron's handwriting was like reading Egyptian Hieroglyphics.

Harry. Everybody's so worried about you. Are you alright, are you fed? Listen Harry, if you ever feel like coming back to England, feel free to! I got accepted by McGonagall as Hogwarts new Transfiguration teacher! Harry, I still don't know who this Mr. Lee is nor do I have any idea about what you're doing right now. Do write back!

Sincerely,

Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger

P.S: Ginny broke up with Dean

Harry put the letter down.

Part of Harry felt glad that Ginny finally broke up with that loser. Another part of Harry screamed out, To Hell with Ginny…

A knock was heard on the door. Harry called out 'come in' before the door to Harry's living quarters opened and close with a 'click'

"Harry." Harry stood up immediately recognizing the voice. It was Lucky. Harry groaned a bit at seeing Lucky having already showed and now sporting one of the bathroom's royal blue robes. Lucky always liked to look rich.

"Good evening Lucky." Lucky walked forward excitedly before leading Harry to his bedroom window.

"Would you look at this!" Lucky's right arm was outstretched towards the window where quite a sight could be seen. From the backyard gardens of Harrison Manor, Harry could see the layer of snow currently covering the hedges and gardens. Out past the garden, millions of city lights could be seen twinkling in the midnight darkness.

"Lucky, we're so near a muggle town, won't they see us?" Lucky turned to Harry.

"Didn't Mr. Lee tell you? This manor and its' grounds areprotected by an anti-muggle security. Any muggle that might walk past it will only see a bare mountain with a warning sign saying: Warning, high chance or avalanche.

Harry nodded, understanding. Hogwarts and the World Cup had been like that. Lucky grabbed one of Harry' s shoulders.

"Harry, what did you get on your physical and magical strengths?" Harry turned before raising an eyebrow.

"What does it matter? We're all here to train and get better." Lucky shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck, an embarrassed expression evident on his face.

"Just my curiosity. I got a 60 for my physical strength. That's pretty good wouldn't you say." Harry shrugged.

"Yea, I guess that is pretty good. I only had a 30." Lucky did not laugh at all. This surprised Harry for he thought Lucky kind of reminded himself of Draco. "What did you get for you magical strength?" Harry racked his brain.

"I do believe I got an 80 to be precise." Lucky's eyebrows disappeared. "80! Merlin I only had a 65!" Harry shrugged. "I'm guessing that we'll learn more about our magical strengths tomorrow at training then. We'll know more about our physical strengths when we have Balthazar, our Butler train us." Lucky nodded.

"Thanks Harry, I'm glad that I'll be working with you." Harry smiled and patted Lucky on the back before Lucky tiredly walked out of the room. Harry heard a 'click' telling him that Lucky had gone back to his room. Harry's eyes were getting heavy. Walking slowly towards his bed, Harry plunked onto his soft and comfortable bed before falling asleep quickly, still in his dress robes.

Harry was walking slowly forward, trying to see through the soft mist approaching him. He knew that on the other side, something good had to be there. There was soft music playing in the air. Harry squinted forward.

Someone was coming towards him and that someone was beautiful. She had her red hair in a tight bun with a few curls falling out to frame her face. Her eyes were sparkling with happiness as her rosy lips formed into a large smile.

Harry found himself grinning too.

It was Ginny.

Ginny walked slowly towards Harry until they were inches apart, bodies almost pressing into each other. Harry looked deeply into Ginny's blue eyes. She looked content.

Dance with me Harry…

Author's Note: Training starts tomorrow for Harry. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Review!