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"Harry Potter's Anger, Pain And Revenge"
Chapter 4, "Dirty Harry"
Malfoy was in a slight daze as he was led back to Harry's room, not being seen by anyone of importance. Tom kept watch as they went up to room eleven.
Harry did a quick Legilimence check to see if Malfoy could handle the blood oath. Harry was a little unsettled by what he found. Draco had been abused by his father. The cruciatus curse had been used when Draco hadn't been the proper little slitherin. Draco had been conditioned to be the person that he is. That could change to a degree. Draco was willing at the deepest core of his mind and being. The blood oath would work. Harry led him down to the potions lab and told him what to do. Draco tried to be reluctant, but the buried pain of how he was raised won out. Harry now had another follower for his cause.
"Draco, you will be civil at school. You will come up with a convincing story to your change of heart before start of term." Harry told him, he didn't need anymore stories to come up with. After studying the rare books, Harry knew what needed to be done and would gladly do it.
He rolled up Draco's left sleeve, and as Draco looked on, Harry waved his hand over the forearm of his previous enemy, leaving a tattoo of a lighting bolt identical to his scar. Harry had combined what Hermione had done with the coins for the DA with what he had learned about what Voldemort had done to his followers. It was much easier for Harry than Voldemort. Harry's new follower had chosen it through the blood oath, where as Voldemort had more or less forced it upon his followers.
Draco actually felt a lot better when it was over. He no longer feared his father as much, or Voldemort for that matter. He no longer needed to be the perfect slytherin. He only had to serve the one that he once had been too afraid to call friend after that day on the train when Harry rejected him. The relief was so liberating he was overcome in servitude to his new master and bowed on one knee. With tears running down his face he proclaimed "I am yours to command my lord, the dark lord will fall by your hand. My father will pay for his atrocities."
"Rise my new friend, there is work to be done." Harry said taking control. "The wizarding world needs to be led from this darkness, but I will need funds and more resources before I can fight him. He is forcing people to be his followers too quickly. We must prepare."
"Yes my lord, what shall we do?" Draco said as he stood up.
"I have a meeting tomorrow with Tom the barkeep, but for now we shall return to Privet drive. The blood oath is easier for the muggles, and I need my Aunt and Uncle to be unswerving in their loyalty." Harry said as he continued to work and rework his plan in his head.
"They will turn or die, my lord." Draco responded.
"Yes, but that will most likely not be necessary, the newness of the oath should ware off soon and you should be more like your old self, to a point. Any way, I have an Idea for my family." Harry and Draco made their preparations and returned to Privet Drive together in a muggle taxi.
Back at the Dursleys, Harry took a quick peak in the window, they were all in different rooms. This should be a piece of cake. Draco waited outside for Harry's mental signal as he went into the living room where Vernon was watching TV.
"The war has taken a turn for the better Vernon. I should be outa your hair soon." Harry said as he offered his hand with another fifty in it.
"Keep this up and I might start respecting you, Harry." Vernon said as he accepted Harry's hand along with the fifty pound note.
That was all that Harry needed. The blood oath for muggles was very easy. All Harry had to do was prick Vernon with his blood during a time when Vernon was in an accepting mood of Harry. Vernon barely felt the sharp ring filled with Harry's blood as they shook hands. Harry felt the connection almost instantly.
"I'm sorry Harry, I really don't know why I treated you so poorly over the years." Vernon said as the spell took effect. "You didn't ask to be an orphan, I think I will do better in the future, that's weird, for a moment I almost called you Lord Harry, isn't that a hoot? Well just let me know if you need anything milord.." Vernon looked as if he didn't know what to do..
"Good, continue what you were doing and only act civil toward me, I don't need a yes man." One down and two to go Harry thought as Vernon returned his attention to the television and he made his way to the kitchen.
Harry purposefully brought up as many painful memories of Sirius and his parents as possible. As he sat down at the table he pulled out a picture from his robe of his parents and Sirius. It was a wedding picture, Sirius was best man. The images were all moving and waving at him. Bringing the tears wasn't an act, Harry was really beginning to feel down as he watched them.
Petunia had been preparing lunch for the family and hadn't heard Harry come in. She jumped a bit at a sniffle behind her and turned to find an upset Harry at the table. "What's the matter with you?" she asked in an almost concerned tone and walked over to him.
"Just thinking about my parents and godfather. He was killed this past year by one of Voldemort's followers. I saw it happen." Harry sniffled again.
Petunia looked down at the photo of her sister and her new husband. "Is that your godfather?" She asked as a lump caught in her throat seeing her sister waving at her. The happiness visibly overflowing from her marriage to James Potter.
"Yeah, thats him, he was my father's best friend and his best man. I really miss him." Harry said as he looked up at Petunia, silent tears running down his face as Harry let the pain of his loss out in the open.
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry, I kinda of miss my sister too." She said as she took Harry in the first ever hug he could remember.
It startled him enough to come out of his pain to do what he had to do. Funny though, the hug did actually make him feel better as well, but he had a job to do and hugged back bringing the hand with the ring firmly onto her back.
She jumped a little at the prick. "What was that?" she said as the connection between her and Harry grew.
"I don't know, I think maybe you and I can finally have a connection through all the rubbish we've been through. Do you think?"
"Yes Harry, I think you're right" She said as she finally had a respect for Harry that she thought came from what just happened, thinking no more of the prick she had felt.
"I guess you better get back to making lunch, no need for us to continue to wallow in the past." Harry said, subtly giving her instructions. Vernon was weak minded and took to it quickly, he didn't want to push it with Petunia until he could be sure it was at full effect.
"Right you are Harry, I really am sorry though." She said as she turned back to making lunch.
"Thanks." Harry said and went to find Dudley.
'This should be the easiest.' Harry thought as he went up stairs. He checked the ring and it had enough of his blood left in it for one more person. Harry went to his room first and found the completed robes. They were absolutely perfect. How about that? Harry taking over the house had helped Dudley to find his calling.
Harry went to Dudley's room to find him playing a video game. "Here's your twenty, the robes are great." Harry said as he offered the twenty.
Dudley looked up and quickly snatched the twenty out of Harry's hand. "Got anymore you need? It's actually kinda fun."
Oh yeah, Harry thought, another pigeon. "Absolutely, Dudley, with this kind of money I'll need a personal tailor, you want the job? It pays pretty well cuz." Harry offered his hand.
Dudley jumped up. "You betcha cuz, I'll take any money ya got." and took Harry's hand to seal the deal...as well as the blood oath.
"I left some various colors of material in my room as well as some coloured pencils and paper. I would like you to come up with some new dress and formal robes for me as well as a friend of mine from school." Harry said as he sent a thought out to Draco to tell him it was time to come in.
Weak minded Dudley just said "Yes milord." and led Harry back to his room.
Dudley had a tape measure in hand just as Draco came into the room. Dudley quickly measured him and then shooed them out as he had lots of work to do for his master.
"I thought you said these muggles were very mean to you? They paid me no attention when I came in, and now your cousin apparently is your seamstress. The blood oath did all this?" A slightly confused and fearful Draco said.
"Oh they used to be, but the muggle version of the blood oath is a little more intense." Harry replied. "And don't worry, I'm not gonna make you that much of a servant, well I am, but not in such a humiliating manner. We must appear to have made an uneasy friendship. At least for the time being."
"That's good, I know you could force me, but I think if I had to do anymore than that, blood oath or no, I would throw up." Draco said as the initial shock of the oath seemed to be wearing off and some of his old self showed through.
"Oh, you don't have to say milord and such around others." Harry said when he saw a pained look on Draco's face.
"Thanks, I was getting tired of doing that. I guess the oath is stabilizing, because I feel loyal to you, but I still feel some of the old me." a relieved Draco said.
"You say milord only when we're alone." Harry then replied.
Draco got annoyed at that. "Yes milord." He said without a choice in the matter.
Harry smiled. "Just kidding, would you like to see a bit of the muggle world? I think you might need to learn how to function there as well." Harry said as they went back into Harry's room to get some jeans and tshirts for both of them. Harry's new muggle clothes actually fit Draco pretty well. Harry gave a shirt with a green dragon on it to Draco, and grabbed one with the 'Punisher' skull on it for himself.
"So, this is what muggles wear? Not bad at all, a little more relaxing than the robes my father made me wear all of the time." Draco said as they got dressed.
"I'm sorry Gabe, But you need to stay here." Harry said as he set the snake onto his bed.
"Gabe?" asked the snake.
"Well I didn't know what to call you, Gabe would be short for gaboon." Harry replied.
"I like it master, but your potion only protects you from spells, not muggles. I wish to come with to protect you."
"I appreciate the thought, but muggles wouldn't take kindly to a viper out in public. It would raise too many eyebrows. Thanks anyway." Harry said, "Oh, watch after this family, they have no protection."
"As you wish, master." the snake replied as it curled up and went to sleep on the bed.
Harry had noticed that Dudley had been watching them get dressed the whole time. "Back to work poofter, and in case you were wondering, the snake will watch after you guys, and his name is Gabe, you will be kind to him." Harry said as he and Draco exited the room.
"Yes milord." Dudley said as he quickly returned to making designs for the clothing.
They took a muggle bus to the local retail district. Harry showed Draco around and taught him all about the muggle customs and how they went about without the use of magick. Draco was a little amazed at the ingenuity of muggles, and actually had a new found respect for them.
Harry had been thinking about how to get around Voldemort's protection potion, and realised that a muggle weapon, a gun, should do the trick. At least it should slow him down. But getting a gun while still underage might be a problem. He didn't really want any more muggle servants right now, so he decided he would use a memory charm on whomever was at the gun shop.
They found a little out of the way gun shop that was empty except for a lone clerk. Perfect.
"May I help you young men?" the clerk asked as Harry began checking out the various pistols behind the counter.
"What's your most powerful handgun?" Harry asked as Draco just watched, a little eager to learn about muggle weaponry.
"That would be a 44 magnum. We have two, one in chrome, the other in gun metal blue, but aren't you a little young to be buying guns." The man sneered.
"Are you the owner?" Harry said forcefully taking control of the situation.
"Yes, whats it to ya? You tryin to be the punisher like your shirt?" The man said condescendingly.
"Well, I'll pay double if you will keep it quiet, maybe lose the record of the gun ever existing." Harry stated as he pulled out a large roll of cash.
"Yes, well, maybe we can talk a little business, young man. But what makes you think I don't have a loaded gun back here that I would use to simply take your money?"
"Because you are a businessman, and such an action would eliminate any future business between us." Harry shot back quickly. "I have more money than this, and I might need to do business in the future."
"Very astute of you boy, alright then, which do you want? It will cost you triple though." The owner said, getting greedy. "I'm the one that would be taking the risk of losing the paperwork."
Harry then smiled, triple was nothing to him, especially since he would obliviate the mans memory, but only enough so he couldn't identify Harry. If he gets caught, it'll be on him. "The gun metal blue." He said as he pulled off bills from the roll.
He picked up a holster, a case, and one box of ammunition as well. As he was leaving he turned back to the owner wand in hand. "Oh, I almost forgot, Obliviate." Harry removed his and Draco's face and age from the man's memory and continued on their way.
Outside the shop Harry asked Draco, "Do you know how to apparate without getting splinched?"
"Yeah sure, Harry, but I can't get around the ministry's detectors, father wouldn't show me, said I would have to wait until I was of age."
"Well let's have lunch while you tell me how, and then I'll tell you how to get around the ministry's bullshite."
They discussed apparition and magickal detection while they ate lunch at a food court. Blending into the crowd, Harry didn't detect a pair of magickal eyes hidden in some bushes that had found him again after the unicorn. "What is you up to Harry Potter." the silent observer thought to himself before disappearing.
After lunch they went to a spot in the shadows, and when they were sure they wouldn't be noticed by muggles, they shielded themselves from the ministry's prying eyes and apparated back to Harry's bedroom.
"Damn that's so easy." Harry said as a startled Dudley jumped up at the intrusion.
"Yeah, and I can't believe how easy it was to hide it from the ministry." Draco agreed.
After calming down a bit, Dudley spoke. "Er, milord, i have some designs for you to see." and Dudley showed them his drawings, which were quite good.
"Wow, Dud, these are awesome, a few of these could even be worn around muggles too." Harry exclaimed while patting him on the back.
"Yeah, they look much better than the ones father got me. You could rival Madame Malkins Robes easily." Malfoy said as he looked through the drawings.
This gave Harry an idea. "Dude, I'm gonna set you up a little shop if you don't mind. But I want fifty percent of the profits." Harry's head began to hurt as he thought about the complexity his money situation was about to become. "Right now, take your father's credit card and go to the fabric store and make several of these in varying colors for both myself and Draco. The ones we don't want will go on display at the new shop when its set up."
"Really? I get a place of my own? Awesome. Thank you so much my lord." Dudley was ecstatic. He had forgotten his past life completely.
As Draco and Dudley looked on, Harry shielded them and levitated the sowing table, machine and chair into Dudley's room. Then he transfigured the chair to be a lot wider and more comfortable for Dudley's wide bottom. "There ya go Dud, have fun."
Harry then sent a thought of compliance at his Uncle as Dudley went down to get him to go for more supplies.
Harry then took Draco down to the potions lab in his trunk and they began adding various magick to his gun. First they added a replenishment charm to the bullets so that when the gun is loaded, it stays that way no matter how many times it is fired until the bullets are physically removed from the gun. They also added an accuracy charm so that Harry will always hit the target he is aiming for.
Then they transfigured the barrel to leave a very significant mark on the bullet as its fired, combined with a charm to leave no mark on the bullet at all when Harry chooses. They also added a charm so that muggle gun detection technology would not work.
After the gun was ready to go, they charmed the holster so it was not visible at all under Harry's clothing. Harry was now all set for when he got his first job request. Good thing too as his cash on hand was getting low.
Harry checked the special email account he had set up and there was a message waiting only a few minutes old. As his net connection was magickally untraceable, Harry just opened the mail and read where he was to meet the owner of his first contract.
Southern Florida was the location. One hour from now was the time. Harry and Draco had a quick lunch and used a special glamour to change their face to one that was easily forgotten.
At the appointed time Harry and Draco apparated to south Florida. The long distance drained them a little, but they recovered quickly. Shortly they met with a small drug lord that was looking to take out a large one. Harry recognised the names and faces of those he met with as well as the picture of the intended victim from the government sites he had hacked into.
Muggles were so easy to play. This small fish would never be able to run the large enterprise of his competitor. The entire operation would likely fall apart once it was taken over by this idiot. Harry used his legilimence ability and scanned everyone to be sure of no wizard involvement as well as to be sure he wouldn't be tricked or taken advantage of.
"Five million in unmarked bills is my price." Harry said in his menacing voice, with Draco standing just to his left behind him.
"A little high, don't you think?" came the reply of the little fish trying to play big fish.
"Not considering who." Harry was getting into this, he watched too much tv.
"Fine, half now, half when the jobs done." Harry could tell this guy wasn't lying. Excellent.
"Any particular method you would like me to use?" Harry asked, unafraid of these muggles.
"Bullets are fine. The target will be returning on his yacht in a half hour. Dock 11."
The man snapped his fingers and a gentleman got out of a limousine with a briefcase. He opened it and showed Harry the contents, who nodded. The man then closed the briefcase and handed it to Draco. Harry scanned their minds once again, and to his delight, there were no double crosses planned. Although one of his men was an FBI agent and was going to arrest them all once the hit was complete and the last of the money was handed over. Harry searched deeper in his mind and the bills were definitely unmarked. Excellent again.
Harry and Draco went to Dock 11 to wait in the shadows. Harry noticed that they weren't followed by any government agents, only one of the goons to make sure he did the job.
When the yacht arrived, Harry quickly scanned everyone. There was another FBI agent on board, and he was going to let the assassination take place. Get the biggest drug lord out of the way without doing any of the work.
This was fine by Harry, he would kill the drug lord and any of his goons who got in the way, and leave the agent alone. From the shadows Harry's enhanced vision easily picked out the head guy as he was walking on the main deck.
With only one shot they shouldn't be able to tell where it came from and Harry would only need one shot.
"Shield from the American magick detectors is up, you ready to apparate to that shadowy area I pointed out back down the street?" Harry asked a little nervously.
"Yeah, can you handle this? Murder I mean." Draco asked unsure of this new Harry.
"These kinda guys are no different than Voldemort in their aspirations, just their methods." Harry responded with a hint of darkness behind his eyes.
Harry then silently raised his gun and fired. The moment the unmarked bullet left the gun Harry and Draco apparated to the shadows two blocks away. Harry put his gun away and they began the walk back to where they would get the rest of the money. Harry could still sense no betrayal toward himself or Draco.
The goon that had followed them there came running up, out of breath. "How.. did...you...guys...get...away...so...fast?"
"Part of the job." Harry said. "You got the rest of my money?"
"It will be there when we get back, I promise you." He said noticing the angered look on Harry's glamoured face.
When they got back, the goon gave his report and the new bigheadboy on the block was very happy. He gladly paid Harry the remainder owed him.
Harry kept his eyes and mind on the FBI agent as Draco was handed the other briefcase. Harry knew it was going to go down as soon as the case was in Draco's hands. Time seemed to slow down for Harry as the agent pulled out his badge and gun and called out "FBI, you're under arrest." just as the place was surrounded by FBI agents. The moment Draco had gotten the second briefcase filled with money, Harry had yelled out "Seeya" and pushed Draco and himself out of site behind some large boxes, threw up the shield and apparated them both to Knockturn Alley.
The moment they got back the glamour went down and they pulled on Harry's special robes but they left the hoods down. It was morning thanks to the time differential, so they went straight away to Gringott's for Harry to deposit the money. The good thing about goblins, is they really don't care where money comes from, in fact a few of the goblins were quite good at hiding the source of any money from the muggle world.
Harry had no trouble depositing his new American muggle money into several investment accounts. Harry also discussed setting up his new business for Dudley and added business and account management to his basic account, but since he was still underage though, he couldn't do anything with the funds from his inheritance in the way of changing the very conservative investments set when his parents died.
Harry and Draco were very tired after all of this. "I have to go get some info from Tom, then shall we go back to my aunt and uncle's place and catch a nap?" Harry said to Draco when they left the bank.
"Yeah, I guess I can't really go back home now. My father would use the cruciatus curse on me for being gone this long. Thing is Harry, you would feel it too because of the oath."
"Well I was hoping you would be a spy for MY side. I can take the curse, I have before. But they would probably find out about the oath no matter what story you gave them." Harry stated plainly.
"Yeah you're right Harry, I don't know what to do. Stupid gryffindork, milord, you got me into this mess."
"Would your mother disown you for joining my side, or for appearance sake Dumbledore's side if your father wasn't there?"
"Probably not, why?"
"Well, I do still need to kill him. You can stay with me until then."
"Harry, I thought you were gonna let him live, please, he's just a little confused. Make him take the blood oath, he could help in the fight."
Harry thought over Draco's request.
"Please Harry," Draco begged, "You know what its like to lose someone. Don't kill him."
"Alright," Harry said finally. "You can sleep in the guest room. Once we've rested, we will go make him a spy for the right side, MY side."
The information Tom's friend provided was very useful. It seemed that wormtail would be spending the next few days at Malfoy Manner. Malfoy senior and Pettigrew all at once. Things were still going in Harry's favor, but perhaps not for long.
They made their way to the shadows of Knockturn Alley, put up the shield and apparated back to Privet Drive for a long rest. Problem was, a very familiar stranger was waiting for them when they got back.
"It's about time Harry Potter showed up, You has some explaining to do." said the stranger to a very shocked Harry.