Daddy Defends…
"Do you know what happened?" Harry asked, as he looked at the body on the table.
"Healer scans say she suffered almost every bone in her body being broke. Thanks to whatever was cast on her, poor lass was alive for all of it" Pomfrey told him. "This is not how I expected my life's work to end…"
"Were you able to scan for the magical signature of the person that did this?" Harry asked quietly as he covered the young Ravenclaw with a sheet.
"Yes, and you are not going to like this…" Pomfrey handed him the parchment and then braced for the oncoming storm of magical energy – but, oddly, it did not happen.
"Where is he?"
"In class… Minerva thought it best to keep him under watch on a normal day before the Aurors get here"
"Ron?" Harry turned to look at one of his oldest and best friends.
"Yeah?" the redhead was as pale as a ghost.
"Stay with her until I get back… If the Aurors get here before I come around, tell them to prepare for a murder investigation"
"On him?"
"No… Me" and Harry stormed from the room in search of his prey.
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"Well, class, I think that about is enough for today. Please hand in yo–" Professor Flitwick was cut off by his classroom door turning into splinters and scraps of metal – sending dust swirling.
"David Smith, stand and face your executioner" Harry drew his wand and aimed it at a Slytherin. "Stand and face me, you murderer and rapist…" and Flitwick's jaw dropped before closing his mouth and ushering his class out.
"I trust you have evidence" he managed to squeak out.
"Evidence of this school's own Healer, Professor. According to Poppy, she was violently raped before having every single one of her bones broken and having her organs stop working at the same time" Harry's magic started to crackle in the air. "She died in pain and scared… This pathetic excuse for a human is not going to leave this room alive. Sir, please leave"
"I think I'll stay" Flitwick said. "If what you say is true, he needs to live to stand trial"
"This pathetic excuse of a human doesn't deserve to live, Professor. If you are staying, get out of my way"
"No"
"Stand before me and you will regret it"
"Do you believe you could take me on?" Flitwick asked, placing himself between Harry and the terrified pupil.
"I took on Voldemort and won – what did you do? Oh yes, you stayed here and did nothing as children suffered"
"There was nothing we could do" Flitwick replied, but Harry flicked his wand and the tiny teacher was pushed to one side as he moved closer. "Why…? Tell me why you did this"
"She was a lesbian… My Uncle told me that to cure a girl of being a lesbian you rape her and she becomes normal again" Smith managed to get out.
"And who is your Uncle?"
"Zacharias Smith"
"And you should have ignored him… But you didn't and now you must pay the price. Professor Flitwick, I am declaring a Blood Feud and duel to the death – you must bear witness to this"
"I so witness" Flitwick spoke in an official tone. "Mr Smith, draw your wand, prepare for a duel and pray your end is a swift one" the head of Ravenclaw looked at his soon to be deceased pupil as he shakily drew his wand. "In the unlikely event that Mr Potter is unable to finish you, rest assured that I would be happy to take over"
"Thank you, Master Flitwick, but this will be over within three heartbeats… The magical side, anyhow" he looked at Smith. "I'm sporting – you fire the first spell"
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The Aurors had arrived, spoken to Pomfrey and were just about to take away the girl's body when monitoring charms suddenly went off – the school Healer was amazed to see what her final scan showed.
"Mr Weasley, I think you better find your friend and get him here" she said.
"No" Ron replied. "Harry asked me to look after the lass, so I am doing just that"
"But she's…"
"I know. Until Harry tells me otherwise, his orders stand"
"You realise this could mean the end of you being an Auror?" asked one of the red robed figures.
"Yeah – but sometimes family comes first"
"Well don't just stand there" Pomfrey shouted, "Go after Potter and stop him from killing that boy"
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The duel was over within the permitted three heartbeats – Harry deflected the Tripping Hex and disarmed Smith almost as an afterthought. With Harry's power radiating strongly, he advanced on the boy and punched him in the side of the head and sent Smith to the floor. Roaring with rage, Harry proceeded to deliver blow after blow and kick after kick with Flitwick staying well away from anything that could make him a target – the former dueller was frightened only of two things in his life – tone deaf Canadians and Harry Potter.
"Why…? Tell me why and I might allow you to live"
"She's weird… She needs to be corrected and made normal for a Wizard" Smith spat out through the blood coming out of his mouth. "Besides, she's worthless for anything else anyway"
"Do you know what she is?" Harry growled as he crossed the distance between himself and where he had tossed Smith.
"No"
"My family" and, with that, he picked Smith up and threw him twenty feet into a wall and was satisfied to hear breaking bones and guessed there might be internal damage. He wasn't too bothered because he intended to kill Smith for what he had done to Brenna, and was happily tearing him to pieces when he heard somebody call out his name. It took him a while to work it out, but he stopped the demolition of Smith to see a pair of Aurors red faced and fearful of him. "What do you want?"
"For you not to kill him" one of the Aurors said.
"There is a Blood Feud between us" Harry told the pair, "Master Flitwick can confirm it" and the Professor simply nodded. Never in all the time had he known Harry had he witnessed him being so terrifying and it frightened him to his core.
"Your daughter…"
"Is dead"
"She lives"
"What?"
"Sir, whatever this scum did to her has caused her great pain and suffering. But when we came to collect the body, Pomfrey did a final scan for the records and found your daughter was clinging to life by her fingertips. We need him to live so that he can stand trial for what he has done to her and to your house"
"Harry, its true…" the other Auror said.
"Are you certain?"
"If it were otherwise, I'd help you take him apart"
"Alright, Susan… You can have him" Harry started to walk away and then paused. "Just a moment" and he went back to Smith and kicked him hard in the head. "Now he's yours"
"What was that for?" asked Susan Bones as she pulled cuffs out of her robe pocket.
"Stunning spell" and he looked back at Smith who was now a battered and bloody mess on the floor of the Charms classroom. "Master Flitwick, if that scums tries to escape… Kill him"
"Yes, My Lord"
"Shouldn't we check from Smith if there was a Blood Feud?" asked the other Auror.
"Hmm…" Susan picked up the unconscious Smith's head. "Did you participate in a legal Blood Feud because of your actions?" she bobbed his head a few times.
"Good enough for me" the other Auror shrugged.
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"Oh Brenna, I thought that I had lost you…" Harry choked back the tears.
"I did die, Harry, but I got better… I was in a room all in white and there was a boy about my age up there that said his name was Cedric" and Harry, Ron and Susan all started at that.
"What… What did he say?" asked Susan quietly.
"He said that it wasn't my time to go yet, I had great things to do and a rich life to lead" Brenna hesitated before looking at Harry again. "There was also a man that looked like you and a woman with him. They said to tell you they loved you a lot, they were sorry they couldn't see you in person and that the pair of them would always watch over our family"
"I think I know who that might be" said Harry quietly.
"Oh, Uncle Ron…" Brenna looked at Ron. "Your brother says that he knows what you are trying to do for the better and he's proud of you – but hide your porn stash better" and Ron's ears went as red as his hair. "Aunt Susan, your Mum said…" the girl hesitated, "Your Mum said that you are so loud that they can hear you and Aunt Hermione upstairs"
"Yep – that's her alright!" Susan squeaked.
"What is going to happen to, you know…" Brenna grew more serious.
"He's been arrested on charges of rape, assault, torture and a number of other things" Harry said. "For now though, all you have to do is rest up and get better. Pomfrey is going to give you a potion to help you sleep and then I am going to file some paper work at the Ministry"
"You're not going to resign are you?" Brenna gasped.
"No – I was thinking of becoming Susan's boss"
"Minister Potter?" Ron smirked. "Promise me one thing, Harry"
"Sure"
"Never wear lime green!"
A/N:
What would be the only thing that would set off Harry's beserk button? Well, an attack on his daughter…!
