Thanks for the reviews. I hope my writng style is getting better, my muse just kept going with this one, but I think I was able to say what I needed to. I hope you like it, please review.Oh, icy tears, I never thought about guns, good idea though, thanks.
"Harry Potter's Anger, Pain, And Revenge"
Chapter 3 "A Real Taste Of Power"
Harry went out into the street, and although Knockturn Alley was much in the shadows, It suddenly seemed more inviting than it had in the past. He looked around at all of the other shops of various tastes and a new part of him found a home here. Here he wasn't so much the boy-who-lived anymore, he was just another soul hiding from the world. It was comforting in its own way.
Harry spotted a dimly lit pub set back in the shadows called 'The Rotten Apple', seemed an appropriate place to figure out how to get the ingredients for the protection potion. He went in and grabbed a butterbeer from the bartender and sat in a both near the back that was so dark he almost needed to use lumos to read. But his new eyes seemed to see in the dark pretty well, so he figured he wouldn't be noticed.
He opened the potions book to page 239 as he sipped his drink. The potion was relatively simple, but the ingredients were kind of hard to come by. The first ingredient, blood of unicorn, would most likely be the hardest. As Kevin had said, the blood had to be freely given for the potion to work to its full potential. Indeed, Harry thought, Voldemort would have just killed the unicorn and taken the blood. Harry would have to put on his best air to convince the unicorn to do it, once he found one that is. The second ingredient should be fairly simple, venom of a gaboon viper. Being a parselmouth should finally help instead of hinder, for it too needed to be freely given.
The third ingredient could be easy as well, a phoenix feather. Obviously another ingredient Voldemort would have simply taken. He doubted Fawkes would help him with this, the only other option was to destroy his wand. Harry would reluctantly do this only after he had a replacement.
Harry downed the last of his butterbeer and left. He knew right now his pain might allow him to get close to a unicorn, if he waited too long, his anger would take too much precedence as his plan came together. Harry went around the corner and enlarged his trunk. Quickly pulling out his firebolt and shrinking his trunk again, he took to the sky.
The rush, made him feel more like his old self, but he had a mission. He flew very high so he wouldn't be seen by anyone. He did let himself enjoy it though as he used the speed of his broom to get to the forest by Hogwarts. As he circled low over the forest, he used his new vision and snitch hunting skills to find a unicorn. After a half hour of searching with no success, he began begging the powers that be to help him so he could avenge Sirius, and his parents, and finally put an end to this bloody tyrant that caused it all.
They must have been listening, because he spotted a unicorn grazing near a clearing. He slowly landed a short distance so as not to scare it off. He lowered his hood, released the glamour, and put his fake glasses on. He focused on his old self pitying pain as he slowly approached the unicorn.
"Hello" he said cautiously, "I need your help. I'm Harry Potter. I think you may know my story. May I approach you?" Harry gave her a pleading look that would have made Snape sick.
She studied him carefully, then nodded in acceptance. Harry slowly approached her and bowed to his knee. "I beg you to help me. There is a prophecy that says either I or the Dark Lord will kill each other." Harry began choking up at his memory of what happened at the ministry. A single tear ran down his cheek. The dark lord's followers killed someone very dear to me. I need to end this before more are hurt. There is a potion that will help me, but it requires the blood of a unicorn, freely given. I know the dark lord has made a similar potion, taking the blood forcefully. Most likely killing as the only life he holds dear is his own. Will you help me? It won't hurt, I've learned how from the healer at the school." Harry had actually, he had practised a few healing spells and such. Hurting people was easy, healing was hard, and very necessary, he didn't want to lose anymore friends.
The unicorn stared at him, and just when Harry thought to give up, she came forward, nuzzled his hair, and then place her left foot forward and held it there. Harry remained calm as he took out a large vile and his wand. He lightly tapped her just below the shoulder and held up the vile to capture the silvery blood that began pouring out. Once the vile was full Harry quickly tapped her shoulder again and the would closed itself, leaving no trace. He placed the vile into the inside pocket of his robe, it was padded and very secure, and backed away, a few more tears falling at the memory of Sirius. "Thank you so much, I will end this as quickly as I can. That dark lord will be stopped."
Harry quickly mounted his broom, a took off, but flew below the tree line long enough to get his hood up, restore the glamour, and pocket his glasses. Then he flew so high so quickly that anyone watching would have barely seen a blur. Indeed somebody had been watching. Someone special that Harry hadn't been able to detect with his increasing powers. A someone that would make himself known to Harry very soon.
As Harry flew above the clouds, he was proud of himself for his acting job. But was he acting? Not really, Sirius' death still hurt to no end. He vowed to himself that they would pay, he would avenge, or maybe revenge was a better word, and then some.
it was lunch time as he landed back in Knockturn Alley. He wanted to grab lunch first, but this potion was very important. He decided he would think more clearly if at least had something, so he went to the Leaky Cauldron. Stepping in back into the shadows, he put his hood down and became Harry again. He sat at the bar and order some food.
Tom was wiping out a glass near Harry. "Anything new Tom?" He asked in a way that Tom would know what he meant.
"Nothing really." Tom replied. "Friend of mine said he might have an interesting story to tell in a couple a days, perhaps you would like to hear it."
"You bet, love to hear it. Thursday then?" Harry said as he finished eating.
"Sure thing Harry." Tom replied as he saw Harry drop him a rather large tip on the bar.
Harry then left. making sure no one was following him to the Alley, he tapped the three bricks and became Lord Kolos before the portal had opened up completely. Harry was getting very fast at changing his appearance, not that there was much for him to do. But he knew to keep from being caught, he needed to do it in a split second. Which he could now do.
When Harry got back outside the sun was really bright and there weren't too many people around. Luckily the hood provided some protection and and his new eyes did the rest, he didn't even need sunglasses.
He quickly went back to the new familiarity of Knockturn Alley and found Savannah's Exotic Pets. He slowly walked around looking at all of the different creatures. Spiders of every size, Ron would hate this place. Harry found the snake section and was looking when a blue haired goth type man of about nineteen tried to sneak up on him. Harry could easily sense his presence.
He had been practising Occlumency and Legilimency at night. Along with some Tai Chi to give focus and it was working in leaps and bounds. He had added the Tai Chi as soon as he got back to the Dursleys to help get over Sirius. While it did help with that, it also increased his magickal focus.
"May I help you?" the young man tried to sound menacing, he was obviously new to the darker side of magick. He sounded like a slytherin wannabe Hufflepuff. This could be fun.
Harry's menacing voice was now second nature when he was Lord Kolos. He even thought he sounded quite slytherin at times. "I am looking for a Bitis gabonica, commonly known as a Gaboon Viper,
The young punk got a little scared. "Yes, er, we have one. You do realize that"
But Kolos cut him off, "they are one of the deadliest snakes in the world, Yes, I realise that, and they also live on the rainforest floor of tropical Africa, and only ones with magickal energy are able to survive in this climate. Kindly show me this specimen, would you?"
"Yessir, yessir, right this way." the kid tried to hurry, his uncle owned the store and would be mad if he lost the sale. The uncle was sitting in the back quietly watching his incompetent nephew with a disgust that was all too familiar to Harry, so he decided to take it easy now.
When they got to the glass container where the snake was kept, the uncle walked over to make sure that they wouldn't lose the sale. "Yes a fine specimen this is, not a usual familiar for most wizards, but then you wouldn't be here if you were most wizards eh?" He turned to his nephew, "Go get a broom and make yourself useful."
"But Uncle,"
"Go now, honestly I don't know why a let your mother talk me into letting you work here."
Kolos didn't like this fellow one bit, time to turn up the heat. "Hello young one," he said in Parseltongue. "How have you been treated?" he continued to the yearling.
Both the uncle and nephew actually wet themselves when they heard this, the Uncle more so.
"The young one hasss treated me well, but the old one issss very mean, I would like to bite him." The snake replied.
The two just stood there watching the exchange between Kolos and the snake.
"Would you like to be my familiar? I would not let anyone harm you, but I would ask for a favor, I have need of a small quantity of your venom, and I need you to give it willingly." Kolos stated to the snake plainly.
The snake thought for a moment. "I senssse you have a noble heart, I will be loyal to you."
Kolos smiled to himself as he turned to the Uncle, "He has accepted my offer to be my familiar, he has also said you have mistreated him. For this I must punish you. It is wrong to hurt those under your supposed care."
The Uncle just gulped and stood there, waiting. Harry just stood there as well. After about 15 seconds of silence the Uncle quickly whipped out his wand, but Kolos' reflexes were faster.
"Expelliarmus." Harry caught the wand and handed to the nephew. "He also said that you were kind to him. From what I can see, you have also suffered at the hands of your uncle, yes?
The boy just nodded. "Then what shall I do with him? The snake would like to bite him, but seeing as that would most likely result in his death, I won't allow it. I do have a better idea." Kolos turned to the quivering Uncle, "You are no longer owner of this shop, sign it over to your nephew right now, or I WILL MAKE YOU." Kolos said with flaming blue eyes that showed within the shadows of his hood.
The quivering Uncle wet himself again as he retrieved the documents from his safe and signed them over to his nephew who, although confused, signed in acceptance.
"There needs to be a witness." the nephew said.
So much for a low profile Harry thought. "If there must, I will sign." Harry picked up the quill and signed his new name. LORD KOLOS
After he put the Uncles wand in the safe and had the nephew change the magickal lock, he paid the young man for the snake and left, the snake curled around his neck hidden under his robes, asleep.
Knowing there would probably be no fooling Olivander he became Harry once again in the shadows between the two Alleys and walked up the street to the wand shoppe.
He had to be very careful, this would be a touchy situation at best. He went into the shoppe and waited at the counter for Olivander.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Potter. They didn't break your wand after all did they?" Olivander said coming round the corner of one of the many shelves of wands.
"No I've just been doing some thinking." He had to play this just right, Olivander was too bloody observant of everything. "After the standoff in my fight with moldy wort, two years ago, I realised that it might be best to get another wand. Don't get me wrong, the two wands standoff actually saved my life, but I think maybe that was its purpose, and with him gaining so much power these days, and the prophecy and all, I need a more powerful wand. At the very least in couldn't hurt to check and see if another wand might choose me."
"Know about the prophecy do you? Yes well not many wizard's are about more than one wand. In fact it would be odd indeed if one were to choose you while the other was still intact, not unheard of, though." With that he began bringing out boxes to try.
At first he was just like that first time, getting more excited after each wand. But then his excitement began to diminish. After about 50 boxes of the 1000's in the shoppe, he just seemed to give up. "I'm sorry Harry, but it doesn't seem to be in the cards. It would take forever to go through all of these boxes."
"May I have a try?" Harry said as he closed his eyes and extended his magick all around him. He could see the magick around him with his eyes closed. Everything looked gray in contrast to the darkness of his closed eyes. He 'looked' around and saw a green speck amidst the gray.
"I see it, it glows green among the gray of the rest." Harry opened his eyes. "It's on the back shelf four shelves up the third one in."
Harry couldn't read Olivanders expression, but he himself smiled as he said "I betcha its yew, 13 and a half inches isn't it."
Olivander then smiled at that. "Yes it is Mr. Potter." he said as he brought the box over.
"I remember thats what you-know-who used and since I was marked as his equal according to the prophecy, it only made sense." Harry said as he accepted the wand handed to him.
The entire room glowed gold and a rainbow of different colored sparks came from the wand as Harry waved it through the air.
"I think I just might be able to defeat the dork lord with this one." Harry smiled his charming self.
"I think you just might." Olivander said. "The core of this wand is dragon heartstring. The same dragon that you faced your fourth year. I said it once and I'll say it again. We can expect great things from you Harry James Potter. It is truly a pleasure for me to know you." He shook a blushing Harry's hand. Harry paid Mr. Olivander and left.
Harry quickly went back to the Leaky Cauldron and got a room for the night. Room eleven, go figure. Once in his room he locked the door and made sure Tom knew he was not to be disturbed. He enlarged his trunk and went down to the potions lab.
He took out his old wand and looked at it. This was going to hurt. "We've had some good times old friend," Harry spoke to the wand and it began to get warm, not burning just friendly, "You've saved my life more than once, and I need you to save it once more, to save everyone from Tom Riddle. Please forgive me, but I need the phoenix feather."
The wand glowed gold then blinding white and then split lengthwise into two equal pieces, revealing the feather.
"Thanks old friend." Harry said as he carefully placed the two pieces in a box and sealed it with a special charm, then shrank it and placed it in his pocket. He would carry it always.
Following the instructions for the potion very carefully, which was easy as they weren't too difficult, even Neville could mix this one properly. first use exactly half of the unicorn blood, add the half ounce of venom that Harry's new snake, he would have to ask him his name soon, offered willingly. Then add the rest of the unicorn blood and stir four times clockwise, add the phoenix feather, and stir four times counterclockwise.
The potion then turned colors slowly, White, then gray, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, violet, and finally black as pitch. Exactly as the book said it would if done correctly.
"Bottoms up." Harry said to himself and downed it in one gulp as per the instructions. "Uhhkkk, black licorice." Harry made a face. The book also said that Harry should feel a tingling all over his body for about 30 seconds, after which he would be impervious to all malicious spells, hexes, charms and curses. Healing spells and such would still work. It was also permanent.
The tingling was a little more intense than the book described, In fact, it brought Harry to his knees, but after 30 seconds, the feeling was gone.
"Woah, that was intense." Harry said to himself. It was still early, so he grabbed the spell book to see how to get by the ministry's detectors. Wouldn't want any interference when he tested his new ability.
He found the section on ministry enchantments. The pages were set to automatically update when any changes to the wards and detectors were made. Harry could see why these kinds of books were frowned upon. As it was the ministry hadn't updated themselves in several years. Harry ready all of the updates and how to get around them. It was really easy, but needed intense concentration. The kind Harry had been practising with since the end of term. That reminded Harry that he needed to reschedule his private lessons with Snape to be sure he was successful. For a change he was looking forward to it, as he had a few surprises for old snivellus.
Now to test it. He looked out the window onto Diagon Alley trying to think of how to test it when the perfect pigeon showed up. Malfoy was down it the Alley saying goodbye to his father. "Excellent." Harry said to himself in his best Mr. Burns from the simpsons voice, and went out to meet his new servant.
Malfoy began walking toward Knockturn Alley. Harry followed but stayed out of sight. When they were safely within the shadows of the Alley, Harry made himself known. "Hey, ferretface." Harry called out.
"What the?...Potter? What are you doing here? You wouldn't want Dumbledore's favourite boy to be found here." Malfoy said, caught of guard.
"Fuck him... and you." Harry stated plainly, using a little of his other voice causing Malfoy to lose his cool slightly.
"Er, what's got into you Potter? Such language. Nice beard by the way, looking more like a ferret yourself." Malfoy was trying to get his cool back.
"What's got into me you say? Why don't you find out." he said drawing his new wand.
"Stupefy." Malfoy said as he quickly drew his wand.
The spell hit Harry right in the chest and was absorbed into his body. Harry felt a rush of power as it happened. Malfoy's wand got a little warm as well causing him to drop hit.
"Wand a little warm, Malfoy?" Harry said lowering his wand. "Go ahead ferret, try again."
A shocked and angry Malfoy picked up his wand and tried again. "Tarentallegra."
Harry felt another rush as the spell hit him and was absorbed, Malfoy's wand got warm again causing him to drop it yet again.
Harry began chuckling at Malfoy, then he stopped abruptly and muttered, "Expelliarmus."
Malfoy's wand wasn't really thrown into the air for Harry to catch, it was more like the wand flew to him. Harry liked this. Harry began walking toward Malfoy who got scared and tried to run but Harry was already close and grabbed him by the arm and threw him into a shadow filled alley where he could properly scare the shite out of him.
"What has come over you Harry, I've never seen you this way." Malfoy said hoping using his first name would calm him down, rivalry and hatred was one thing, but this was too much.
"It seems that the deatheaters have taken the one person I could call family away from me, and they are going to pay. Starting with you." Harry looked around and saw a rat that looked very much like wormtail. "See that rat over there? The one that looks like Ron's old rat? You know, the motherfucker that betrayed my parents?"
Then as Malfoy watched Harry shielded them from the ministry's prying eyes and pointed his wand at the rat. "Avada Kadavra." The rat was instantly dead.
Harry then quickly transfigured the rat into a mound of dirt so as not to be found. then turn to a very stunned and frightened Malfoy. Harry grabbed him by the throat with one hand while he pointed his wand right between Malfoy's wide eyes.
Then the magick he had done all in one smooth motion caught up with him and he shivered, then smiled. Malfoy just stared at Harry with his mouth open as Harry spoke. "I now can see why Doltemort likes using that spell. You wouldn't believe it Malfoy, it basically sucks the life energy out of a thing, leaving the soul without a connection to the body. They have no choice but to die. The energy of a living thing is very, very, sweet."
Harry still had his hand around Malfoy's throat. Harry looked at Malfoy, and nearly started laughing at the expression on his face. When he looked down to see the front of Malfoy's trousers all wet he did start laughing. He was laughing so hard he had to let go of Malfoy as he doubled over and actually fell to the ground.
After a few minutes of Harry's laughing, Malfoy finally started to move which caused Harry to regain his composure quickly and he stood up and blocked Malfoy's way. He knew if he tried the wand again, he'd be laughing again, so he decided to use physical force.
"Not so fast Malfoy" Harry said grabbing Malfoy's arm with an iron like quidditch grip.
A very small and quiet "erp" escaped Malfoy's lips, and then a louder "Owww"
"I'm going to give you an offer dipshit." Harry said as he relaxed his grip only a little.
Malfoy had tears beginning to form in his eyes and he sounded more like Neville when he said, "What?"
"Well, let me lay it out for you," He began as he checked to make sure no one was listening. Just to be safe, he pulled them further into the shadows and cast a silencing charm around them. "I am going to kill and torture the deatheaters and moldymort. I think it would be useful in you joining the winning side."
Seeing that he was in no immediate threat for the moment he was able to find his voice. "Why should I join Bumbling bee and the Ministry's fools? They can't beat the Dark Lord."
"I swear, you're as dense as my cousin, I DID NOT say to join them, I said the winning side, meaning me. The ministry's dipshit plus Dumbledore's interference got Sirius killed. They are all going to pay. Including your father. He's dead already he just doesn't know it. Join me now and prove your usefulness, and I might just let him live as a servant to me. Otherwise, I kill him first, and rather than obliviate your memory of this conversation, I'll just use the imperious on you, and make you the servant."
Malfoy couldn't think, too much information, how could he possibly make a choice like this? Harry saw the war going on in Malfoy's head. Malfoy could be more useful as a spy, so he pulled the war in his favor.
"Look, Draco, I can't be hurt by spells remember? I used the same spell as the Dork Lord, but mine worked better than his because the ingredients required blood freely given by a unicorn. Thats not something he would be able to do, but yours truly had no problem, I am the boy-who-lived after all. Voldemort can't hurt me anymore. I will win, the prophecy said one of us would kill the other, and right now I am already more powerful than him and have bested him every time we have faced each other. So it really should be an easy decision, join the winning side. To blazes with the blasted house rivalry and shit. There's more at stake right now. And to let you in on a little secret, the sorting hat was gonna put me in slytherin. Ron's interference is what changed that. He said only dark wizards came out of slytherin and I was afraid. I'm not afraid anymore, but don't say anything bad about Ron though, he still is my best friend and is more loyal than your cronies."
Harry gave a quick wave of his hand and Malfoy's pants were dry. Then he offered his hand, "What do you say, Draco?"
Draco just looked down at his pants, then to Harry's hand. After a moment he slowly nodded and took Harry's hand in an uneasy alliance.