Harry Potter and the Source Beyond Might and Magic
Chapter 10
Misuse of the Ministry
Harry didn't feel like waking up as he would have to crawl out of Ginny's warm embrace where her supple, naked body snuggled to him, but he unfortunately had worse places to be, which could have been anywhere, but he had this hearing thing at the Ministry to get to. Harry wasn't feeling all that optimistic to be honest. Fudge had quite the rally of well to do people in his corner, and surprisingly, not all of them were from Voldemort. In fact, Harry wasn't sure what was going on, but it didn't seem all there. The Ministry were fudging (to use a pun) in some new laws, and decrees in Fudge's favour, and so many people's hands seemed tied and unable to stop them, as they were outvoted.
Harry sighed, as he felt so warm and content with his eyes closed. He felt perfectly content how he was. However, Harry had to see things through, as he started this, and either Fudge went to jail or he didn't, but his career would be over as no one sane would vote him into power ever again.
'Just get up, Harry!' Pandora startled him.
Harry groaned. 'Do you have to be so awake, so early in the morning Pan? I get it you fancy my girlfriend and Kalypso, and secretly want Aphrodite as well, so please go and bother one of them.'
'I do not secretly fancy Aphro-der-der,' she retorted childishly, sounding offended but not very convincing.
'What-ever… just keep your voices down, Ginny's still asleep, and no Pan I'm not going to let you see around us just because you're after a glimpse of my girlfriend naked.'
'I think she was about to suggest something like that… again,' interrupted a new female voice this time.
'Isis, be nice!' moaned Kalypso as she joined them. 'Pan is always really nice to me, and DOESN'T try to molest me all the time,' she said bravely sticking up for her best friend.
'Err, thanks I guess,' Pandora replied not sure whether her best friend's words could have been placed better in her defence.
Harry just chuckled softly as he ignored the chatter that was quieter now Isis was around to keep the peace. After a few moments of allowing sleep to disappear Harry struggled for a little while longer to carefully extract himself from Ginny's grasp and slid himself out of bed, careful to keep the soft covers around her, to keep her comfy and warm, like an awesome boyfriend should.
Harry sighed as he looked down at his sweaty naked body and shook his head clear. He was rather tall and powerfully built. It wasn't exactly unexpected with the way Might loved to fight and couldn't resist going harder on him than she ever did with any of his 'apparent' female incarnations, which he thought was pretty-mean, but she thought upping the game was fun, and he did have two extra fonts of power, so probably had extra bad guys to fight in the future, so that would be 'fun'.
Sighing again, Harry grabbed a towel, and quickly wrapped it around him before fleeing the room and straight into the bathroom where he spent twenty minutes freshening up before returning to his, and Ginny's room and drying himself off. He had just thrown his towel on the floor and stepped over to a long dresser where he had left his robes, and pulled them out.
Harry had gotten the new set made especially for such events. They were completely black with gold trim around the edges. It had a black shirt with black trousers, and a firm black robe with hood. It had patterned words and runic symbols of both might and magic around the cuffs to an angled point, and on the left chest side a golden dragon shape entwined within that of a phoenix with long flowing feathered tail. Harry had ordered it and hoped that The Source would show signs of recognising his crest, but it obviously knew to not let any of the voices say anything, or even recognise it. If Harry's previous incarnations had met actual gods, then The Source would potently know about him.
Looking himself over in the mirror, Harry smirked as he readjusted the black tie with similar gold runes like lettering rolling down the satin, and then did up his waist coat with gold fastens, similar-to the cufflinks on his shirt with engraved phoenix and dragon crest, and the buttons he left undone on his robe, that only started at waist height and reached mid-chest.
Smirking, Harry ran his right hand through his hair, and the mess of black hair in a stream of gold sparks, pulled back and to the right, neat and perfect. The lightning bolt scar on his forehead was but a near non-entity as a thin white line.
'Wow,' Isis commented, and sounded gobsmacked. 'Somebody is on fire.'
Harry shrugged as he pulled on some black socks, and perfect shiny shoes with plenty of grip, just in case, and once tying them, he stood and admired himself in the mirror. He clicked his right fingers and in a flash of white his wand appeared already secured in a black holster that he clipped to the back of his waist under his robe.
Smiling, Harry turned from the mirror to see Ginny still sleeping soundly as she had taken to cuddling his pillow. He would have woken her to see his new outfit if it hadn't still been early, so instead he flicked his right wrist, and in a soft swirl of pink misty light a beautiful red rose materialised.
Harry smiled lovingly at his girlfriend before bending over her and giving her a soft kiss on the lips before leaving the flower on the bedside cabinet beside her, and pulling away. Ginny looked happier than just a few moments ago, but Harry sighed. Now he had to suffer a boring day at the Ministry with idiots, who would probably let the idiot minister off on every technicality under the sun, even those that should have been impossible. Ah well, a guys got to do what a guys got to do, and if he just gave up straight away, he would be helping the greedy peons.
Shaking his head clear of those thoughts, Harry quickly and gracefully headed towards the door, and slid out carefully, closing and sealing it behind him. Harry paused for a moment as he sensed an addition to the numbers in the house.
'Hmm… well at least the old man's here on time. I would like to get this over and done with.'
'I don't blame you; it's all a load of bullshit anyway!'
'Osiris, what have I told you about cussing like that?'
'Err, not too…?'
'Dude, you are in so much trouble,' finished Harry, amused as he cut them off so he wasn't distracted any more
0oo00oo0
Albus Dumbledore: Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry had just arrived at the Weasley residents: The Burrow, to pick up, Harry Potter for their trip to the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore thought it would be a good idea if they went together, so the evening before he sent Fawkes, his phoenix familiar to Harry with a message arranging to meet at the Burrow this morning. Harry hadn't sent a note back with Fawkes but somehow had taught Fawkes a little something about sky writing. Though Albus had to admit he was impressed speechless when Fawkes returned, and using his element over fire drew a huge thumbs up in the air before him, before returning to his perch, and honestly, Fawkes looked rather smug.
Albus had been wondering what was taking Fawkes so long to return. It had never crossed his mind that Fawkes could be taught tricks, or to draw for that matter. Albus mildly wondered whether Fawkes could learn to write some simple words, as phoenix were rather clever creatures. It would be quite fun if Fawkes had a means of communicating back as he did seem to understand human words.
However, Albus was suddenly brought out of his thoughts as the front door was near torn from its hinges by none other than Molly Weasley. He had kind of hoped that Molly would still be in bed, but no such luck. He had often wondered where she seemed to get all her energy from. He was certainly never going to be this chipper in the mornings, and he had managed to get in a morning cuppa tea too.
"Albus!" Molly cried out in joy, luckily, she didn't seem to notice him wince at the loud volume. "Please do come in. I believe that Harry's still upstairs at the moment, probably getting ready still," she said all smiley as she led the way through the hallway towards where Dumbledore knew the kitchen to be. "Harry's always rather punctual… it's a shame Ginny didn't catch any good habits," she said with a roll of her eyes, but looked up at the ceiling with a frown before shaking her head and turning to Albus with a sigh. "I've just now made a pot of this chocolate coffee, stuff. Its Harry's favourite, would you like a cup?" she asked the old headmaster.
"Hmm... I must admit that I rather prefer a cool mint tea," Albus said thoughtfully. "But the added-bonus of some chocolate this early in the morning and the caffeine should go a treat, so please, I would love a… I believe it's referred to as a mocha latte, or something like that? A bit of a breakfast coffee, I believe," he replied as they entered the kitchen. He had actually-started, surprised to see it completely empty.
Molly smiled as she busied herself with pouring a cup of coffee. "Yes, Harry says it's a rather delightful start to the day," Molly agreed as she place the mug down before him and one for herself as they sat opposite. "It seems to be one of my favourites too, like being a child and adult all rolled into one," she said with a warm smile.
"Thank you," Albus replied, and carefully took a sip of his coffee. "Mmm... delicious," he said in surprise. "It's no wonder you've gotten the taste for it too."
"I know. It makes me feel rather energetic of a morning."
Maybe that was her new secret, Albus thought, plenty of sugar and caffeine.
"Emm, Molly?" Albus spoke after a few moments of silent sipping.
"Yes Albus?" she asked him curiously.
"Where is everyone?"
Molly laughed and shook her head. "Arthur is at work, Percy is at work, Fred and George have been staying at their new apartment above the shop as they're still fixing the place up, and sometimes they're at it so late, and Ron is, if you didn't know, extremely lazy, and it's not that late yet," she said with a chuckle. "Then since Harry will be out with you; that leaves me with Ginny for the rest of the morning where we'll be going over some more stuff for this little party Ginny's setting up for Harry's birthday. Hopefully we can either get Ronald to help once he wakes up, or to bugger off out of the way."
"Oh, I see," Albus replied with a nod. "Yes, I believe Harry deserves a nice party with friends on his birthday, and it will be his sixteenth."
"In just nine days. Doesn't time just fly?" Molly asked sadly while Albus nodded. "One moment they're weedy little first years and then they're only a year away from adulthood… if you can't call him that already, having seen how grown he looks."
Dumbledore just offered her a reassuring smile. "I'm sure everything will work out fine in the end Molly. Harry and Ginny will look out for each other, and then everybody else too, and they have some rather loyal and good friends."
"Yes, I guess you're right."
However, he didn't reply as he had turned to the door way, as Harry stood coolly with right hand in the pocket of his trousers, looking mildly bored as he finished off his coffee, placing his cup in the sink where a click of his fingers got it to start cleaning itself.
"So old man, ready to go?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow as he brought the pair out of their wondering
"How long have you been there?" Molly and Albus asked at the exact same time.
"Long enough," Harry replied with a shrug. "Ready or not, I'm leaving."
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Meanwhile, Ginny was lying in bed trying not to stir too much as not to disturb Harry, when she started. Her eyes flashed open, and when she looked over to the side of bed that Harry usually slept with her wrapped in his arms; he wasn't there. However, Ginny noticed she was hugging Harry's pillow tight to her body, and on her dresser was a single conjured red rose.
'That's sweet of him,' Ginny thought with a smile as she brought the flower to her nose and took in its vibrant fragrance. 'I guess he's already on his way to the Ministry.'
'Or he could be waging war with a super villain,' suggested Loki, cackling at his own joke.
Ginny just rolled her eyes, and ignored him as she slipped out of bed and went about her business, showering, drying, before getting dressed in some silky black and gold robes Harry bought her with that beautiful dragon and phoenix in a dance of light and dark, good and evil, might and magic on the breast pocket. Harry bought her it when she complained that he got an awesome new robe, and she was a little sore she hadn't gotten to be the first to see him in it. Though, Ginny had to wonder at the crest, as it fit Harry rather well, and wondered whether he was taking it for his own rather than taking The Source's or White Fire's crest. Ginny figured Harry wanted something for himself rather than 'second-hand', and Ginny could understand that, growing up rather poorer.
Trekking downstairs for breakfast, it was still rather early. However, Ginny paused as she reached the kitchen door to hear her mother and father talking about something, which was strange as early or not, it was still late enough that her dad should have been at work.
"Why are you back so early, Arthur?" her mother asked sounding concerned. "Has something happened? Harry and Albus have just left for the ministry building."
"Well, I just got some weird information from Amelia," he replied, sounding as if he didn't know what to think. "Apparently, some little piggies have been spying on the house. Though, they couldn't get through, or get anything from us because of our wards, but now I have the Regulation and Control of Magical Barriers on my case about our wards being a danger to us… from what I can see is, Harry's little additions scared some of Fudge's minions, and now they're sending some people here to take all our wards down, leaving our home defenceless-!"
Ginny laughed as she finally entered the kitchen and slid into a chair at the table. "That's simply not possible," she chimed, amused at the mere thought. "Even I would be hard pressed to touch Harry's wards without blowing myself up a hundred times. Harry is gifted at things like words – magical languages-."
"I don't understand?" Arthur asked, startled.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Because they're Harry's wards, and no mere armature wizard or even a thousand could pull them down. It can take a professional like Bill and a team of twenty curse breakers months, if not years to carefully pull-down wards around tombs in Egypt, and they're thousands of years old. So, what makes you think that a bunch of common ward prats are going to be able to do anything to Harry's when he used similar warding concepts?"
"A-are you sure dear?" her mother asked her worriedly.
Ginny's face split into a huge grin before she answered. "I just can't wait to see them try. They'll be in for a really big shock," she told them smugly. "So, what's for breakfast?" she asked hopefully.
"What do you mean a really big shock," asked her mother as she slowly started to make her daughter something to eat.
"Oh, nothing much," she giggled as her mother placed a glass of orange juice before her, and she took a sip. "It's just that they might find Harry's wards to be a little shocking is all," she told them smiling.
'I don't think you mother gets, puns?' Pandora said laughing with the red-haired girl.
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Dumbledore and Harry both apparated into a huge and busy auditorium with at least fifty fireplaces aligning the wall of the chamber, and many people going about their business. Though, that didn't stop many of the people staring at them, first the old man and then Harry, as alone they gave off an air of strength, but together it was difficult to hide.
The floor, ceiling and walls were all decked out in woods and stone with a massive circler marble fountain in the centre, with two golden statues, one of a witch, and one of a wizard surrounded by three other statues of bronze looking up at the witch and wizard with admiration on their faces. The largest being a centaur, then a goblin, and also a house elf, which caused Harry to roll his eyes.
"Do they think that fountain would make anyone like us?" Harry asked while looking over the old man.
Dumbledore shrugged and shook his head. "No, and people have wanted to remove it to appease the goblins at least… but it is a part of our history. Anyway, this way Harry, follow me."
They quietly walked towards where there was a man sitting on a chair at a large desk next to the main corridor leading up to some archway that looked suspiciously like a muggle metal detector, and Harry rolled his eyes.
On the desk Harry took note of the little plaque: 'Security Desk' it read in gold lettering. Well for security Harry was not impressed. What, could one guy do alone if he was jumped by Death Eaters? Heck, Harry could put this guy to sleep with one word and no wand, and then just walk passed.
The security guy appeared to be in his early thirties, and very inexperienced as he didn't even have the forethought to look up upon visitors to the Ministry as they approached his desk.
"Excuse me," Harry spoke tapping his finger on the desk to get the guy's attention. "We have a summons for testimony against Fudge, which way?" he asked the guy reasonably.
The man didn't even look up before he spoke. "Place your wands within a case each and place them on the scales," he said nonchalant as he gestured a pair of golden scales and several thin wand cases scattered across the desk. "I'll give you a receipt, and you can collect them when you leave. Also please declare any magical items you may be carrying and leave them on my desk before stepping through the magical artefact sensor. If they are deemed non-dangerous you may take them with you, if not you shall get another receipt, and may claim them when you leave. Thank you and have a good day."
"Umm… and may I ask why you wish to take our wands?" Dumbledore asked curiously.
"For security reasons we can no longer permit none Ministry personnel to carry a wand past this point," he responded finally looking up. His eyes widened slightly as he took in who he was speaking to, and started to look quite nervous.
Harry found himself smirking, as he saw Dumbledore looked as if he was trying his hardest to find a way around not handing over his wand. At least Harry wouldn't be anywhere as near defenceless as he could easily use magic without the need of a focus. Harry sighed as he conjured two imitation wands right in front of the security man's wide-eyed face, and placed each in a case and on the scales.
The security man shakily looked over the device as two receipts exited, and shakily handed them over.
"Erm… have a good day," the man said nervously as Harry walked passed with Dumbledore looking confused and just like that, no alarms went off, and Dumbledore was rather surprised and intrigued.
"That thing is seriously lame," Harry muttered in disappointment. "If they wanted something of use, I could have built them one that could tell the difference between magical watch and cursed item easily. And one that can't be so easily fooled… well except for by me of course, as an extra feature they didn't know about."
Harry laughed and Dumbledore found himself chuckling along as well because he could see it as something Harry might do.
0oo00oo0
Dumbledore and Harry had both been outside the wizengamot court chamber for nearly four hours now, and Harry was starting to get exceptionally bored for lack of anything to do but look at the grubby old wall bricks. Dumbledore was seated on some seats someone had just dumped in the corridor, but Harry had marvelled them all as several aurors sat around with them.
Harry was sitting cross-legged in the air, like the 'wind' was a seat of its own, but they couldn't feel or see any wind swirling around. Then for the past forty minutes, Harry had been busying himself with golden coins. The coins flexed and flowed above Harry's coaxing fingers, and bursting, and reforming, and melting into the form of multitudes of different animal, and machines, and right then, Harry had melted down several coins and robot machine, and fighter jets were blazing around and fighting, shooting at each other in an impressive aerial battle throughout the corridor.
Dumbledore shook his head in bemusement at Harry's talent for magic. If Harry's career as a hero ever came to an end, he could easily make a living in entertainment. Dumbledore chuckled somewhat when he noticed the other thirty something people, most of which were aurors were just staring in awe as Harry did his 'trick'. Albus figured that even Hogwarts's own charms teacher would be hard pressed to pull off anything like it on a whim.
Dumbledore smiled. Harry may have looked as if he wasn't aware of anything going on around him apart from his show, but he was certain the young man was keenly aware of everything going on around him.
Dumbledore was suddenly brought out of his wondering when the door to the chamber was pulled open wide. Looking up everybody could make out Percy Weasley standing at the entrance dressed smartly with his nose sticking up in the air pompously. However, Albus did note some concern, which didn't bode well.
"Hello Percy," Dumbledore greeted with a smile as Percy had to dodge a fighter jet as Harry's coins returned to him and reformed back into solid golden coins floating and rotating around Harry's hand.
"Professor," Percy greeted with a nod before giving Harry a slight glare for being so childish. "They're waiting for you. Harry should be next."
Dumbledore smiled. "Very well Percy, lead the way."
Dumbledore had just entered the court chamber when something caught and startled Harry and the others as they awaited their turn. They heard a loud and echoing clicking sound throughout the corridors, with a suctioning noise, as if everything had just been vacuum-sealed shut. Harry frowned as he felt the odd sensation of static in the air, normally associated with ward creation, modification, or disassembly.
Harry frowned in thought as he placed his galleons away, and placed his feet back down on the ground, with some of the aurors standing, and joining him. Harry stepped over to the chamber doors, and gave them an experimental push but nothing happened. He looked to a couple aurors, and they nodded that they understood as they too helped him push at the doors but they wouldn't budge so they gave up, both confused and worried.
"I'll try these!" one auror called as he ran down the corridor to the set of double doors at the end and tried pushing them open but they wouldn't budge either. He even tried several unlocking spells on them. "It's no good!" he called out as he walked back over. "They're sealed, not locked."
"Yeah, I noticed," agreed Harry in thought, he moved back to the chamber doors and ran his hand carefully over the frame. "It would seem that the doors are sealed, and they were always unbreakable. Well to spells that won't bring the ceiling down on our heads won't get though them," he said chuckling as a small smirk aligned his lips.
"Then why do you look so pleased?" asked one auror looking baffled.
"Watch, and learn my friends," Harry said rather menacingly.
They all took small steps back as Harry raised his right hand lazily at the wall. He took one deep breath, and it happened, an explosion of blue light energy shot forward and out in a sphere connected by Harry, it pulsed outwards before tearing the doors clear out of the door frame and bringing with it chunks of wall, and dust. The doors were pushed a little way in the large chamber, just floating before Harry's right hand before the blue light disappeared, and the doors just hung in the air as Harry stepped into the chamber lowering his hand, the doors fell with a crash that shook through the chamber.
Harry smiled as he gazed around the chamber where he could see inside that Dumbledore had conjured a comfy chair, and was sitting in the witness box, and the portly 'minister' was now glaring down at Harry from a cage in the defendant's box.
"As you guys can see," Harry began. "Wizards are idiots who don't seem to realise that if I don't have a perfectly useable door that I'm capable of knocking a flimsy wall down," he finished offhandedly.
"See… see I told you Potter is a nut job traitor!" came Fudge's voice while he pointed accusingly towards Harry.
Harry allowed himself to look up at Fudge with a frown marring his expression as the plump man looked rather well. However, Harry's eyes widened as he saw a chunky golden bracelet around the minister's right wrist. That explained so much about what was going on, and Fudge seemed to gasp in pain before looking down at the bracelet and hiding it within his sleeve.
For Harry's part he would have to deal with that at a later date, as he had more pressing matters. Harry carried a neutral expression, and ignored the 'minister' as he let his eyes roam over the court room. All the department heads were present, Harry noticed as he scanned through the chamber. They all watched Harry wearily as his eyes looked over everyone in turn, scrutinising them all.
"My apologies for the rude interruption," Harry began, "but the Ministry of Magic is under attack," he spoke both calm and confidence. "As of a few moments ago an outside force has sealed all doors and windows within the building trying to hold us in…"
"What are you talking about? You stupid little boy! How dare you just barge in here? Can't you see we're too busy for your childish games!" came an angry voice from in the stands where a man possibly in his fifties stood with his wand out and pointed at Harry.
Harry's eyes flashed brightly as he shot the man a stern look though his expression stayed calm and polite; his demeanour spoke of annoyance.
"I believe the 'minister' has already rather rudely introduced me," Harry answered coolly, "but considering you're obviously an idiot I'll do so again," he answered finally in a nicer tone than anyone would have suspected.
"My name is not Boy, it is Harry James Potter," he answered, "and it would do well to remember that when you need someone to save your arses. I don't want you forgetting who you'll come crawling too," he spoke softly but pleasantly enough, but that's what scared the wizengamot the most.
Harry smirked suddenly causing the guy to flinch, and he then clicked his fingers. The guys' wand flushed with blue light for a second before it disappeared. He looked down at his now empty hand in shock before looking up to see Harry twiddling his wand between his fingers without a care in the world.
The man didn't seem able to speak as he stared down. "You can't even keep your wand from me summoning it," Harry said whimsically. "Being so lack on personal security is rather unintelligent of you." Harry shrugged in humour and turning to Dumbledore threw him the wand. "You can return it to the disrespectful git when he learns some manners and asks for it politely."
"Very well Harry," replied Dumbledore with his blue eyes twinkling at an all-time high.
"You five, aurors, with me," Harry said as he pointed to the five closest aurors, (a little disappointed Tonks wasn't with them for him to tease), and then turned back to the shell shocked Wizengamot. "I have to go and destroy the fires in the entrance chamber right now, all of you… you know, whatever," he said while shrugging.
"What's the meaning of this Potter!" yelled Fudge angrily from his cage.
Harry looked at him for a moment, raising an eyebrow he decided to answer. "Well if you must know, it's the floo network fires. They seem to be out of our control, and in Voldemort's… or someone's… how… inopportune… but, I figured that while I'm here I would do something about it.
"Someone, or something…?" Harry asked as his eyes scanned Fudge and he gulped before Harry continued speaking and looking away, "is sending countless forest trolls and goblins through if the auras I'm sensing can be trusted... and there's the possibility that there could be a number of sorcerers? So, I can't stick around and have a chat with an incompetent bastard like you Fudge."
Harry shrugged, as he left, followed by the five aurors he had chosen to accompany him, and leaving the stunned wizengamot with the amused figure of Albus Dumbledore sitting on a very comfortable chair twirling the wand Harry gave him merrily.
Pausing before he left the chamber, Harry turned back to Dumbledore. "The sealing is done half-arsed," he said thoughtfully. "They sealed the doors, but not the walls, so save some time, and do as I did."
Harry then left, and led his five chosen aurors the length of the corridor when he pulled out his wand ready for use.
"Hey, how'd you persuade the guards upstairs to let you keep your wand?" one of the five aurors asked him curiously.
Harry just smiled at him and winked. "I didn't… I just did what I wanted…" Harry said while shrugging.
Harry stopped walking right at the end of the corridor by the sealed doors and turned to the aurors. "Let's see…" he smiled as a blue bubble of light spread out from Harry, and the aurors looked around in shock, and just like that they imploded only to explode back into existence a moment later in the ministry auditorium as it was chaos of shouting, screaming, and explosions.
However, right now Harry was in a panic as his eyes scanned out across the chamber, goblins and trolls were all over, roaring and jeering, swinging blades or clubs, stabbing at anything that moved, and more were pouring in through the floo fires. Harry had to seriously hold onto his calm less he loses control, and go on a slaughter-fest. He caught sight of several possible Death Eaters directing the minions, though he saw one of them killing some lady who was trying to drag herself to safety, but Harry couldn't sense the Dark Mark, which corrupted into the weak, and likely showed Voldemort who was actually-useful, but Harry would treat them as Death Eaters for now.
Harry found himself almost growling when he finally stepped forward, and ignoring his horrified aurors; he waved his wand at a few fireplaces and they exploded forcefully outwards. The brick and debris showering several trolls and goblins, startling them, however, they had no chance as the bricks melded and changed form, turning into shackles and spikes, grabbing hold and securing the enemy to the ground where even their strength or blades couldn't free them. They didn't get a chance to free themselves for long, as Harry fired several red jets of light as if from a machine gun that mowed the creatures down in less than a second stunning them all.
He then turned to the nearest two 'Death Eaters' and stared at them momentarily. His eyes an inferno of complete and utter-fury. He could see their eyes through the while skeletal masks they were wide open with fright, their wands just held lazily between their fingers. Harry sneered and in one quick sweeping motion of his wand both Death Eaters cried out as they were banished into another fireplace, the force of the charm taking them out as well as that fireplace. However, one of the Death Eaters wands had stayed put, floating in the air and soon soared into Harry's left hand.
Harry smirked smugly as he swung both wands out in an arch by his side, tearing fissures along the fireplace wall, and exploding through fireplace after fireplace as he yelled out in rage. Harry let up his savagery after all the fireplaces were in ruins and the whole chamber had gone quiet. His breathing was ragged and laboured as he slowly regained his calm, but his eyes set passed all the staring minions to a small pile of murdered people, and he grit his teeth as he stepped forward.
He needed to end this, and end it fast.
Harry took one deep breath as he readied himself for the goblins and trolls to attack, and he wasn't disappointed when two trolls charged, he just dodged under their clubs and arms, rolling over on the ground he sprang up with his wand pointed at the floor slightly behind him. Suddenly the floor shot away with several different tentacles and ensured the trolls without any effort keeping them captive and squeezing the fight out of them. They were soon released unconscious to the ground with two dull thuds.
Next several small and angry looking goblins tried their luck. However, they hesitated for a moment as they looked Harry over, a fear gipped them. However, one tried his luck anyway, and swung his sword at Harry, but Harry just back peddled once and waved one of his wands. The sword was wrenched from the goblins grip before it soared back nearer to Harry and blocked the sword of another goblin trying to sneak up on him. The sword kept that goblin busy while Harry engaged another, spear wielding goblin in battle.
The goblin yelled out as he charged to spike Harry with his golden weapon; however, Harry smirked as he put the tip of both wands together, and in one swift motion slid them wide apart as if greeting death. Though that never happened as the goblins spear suddenly exploded into water and the goblin had stopped in shock looking down at his empty hand's mere millimetres from Harry's abs.
The goblin slowly looked up and verbally gulped as he saw those rage filled eyes of purest emerald. Harry let a scowl pass him as his right leg picked up and swung out in a slice kick. Harry hit the goblin with bone shattering force, and it flew back screaming several yards before hitting the ground and bouncing along several paces, and there was little doubt that he would stay down.
Harry stolen sword returned at that moment having just removed its goblin from the fight and into lala land. It shot forward at the last two goblins, and they rightfully flinched. However, before it reached them it erupted into water exploding all over them before freezing over, trapping them in ice with only their heads free wearing frozen looks of mortification.
Suddenly something sliced passed Harry as he leaned slightly to his left, and it cut thinly into Harry's left cheek leaving a thin red line. Harry frowned as he watched a small golden knife land haphazardly a few feet in front of him. Harry wheeled round as small trails of blood dribbled down his cheek, even as the cut sealed up, as if nothing to see one final goblin several yards away still in a throwing stance but his dagger already gone and lost. The small creature's legs were shaking as it quivered under the magician's gaze.
"Darkness!" Harry suddenly hissed out, as he held the left wand with two fingers pointed at the goblin. It screeched in terror and fell backward hopping on one foot to try and keep up as a large black cloak of nothingness soared out of nowhere, flapping as if it was a bird of prey, it captured its pray engulfing it whole and squishing down into a ball, smaller and smaller until it popped out of existence in a burst of shadows. However, in its place sat a tiny black and ugly cage, trapped within was one squished and terrified goblin.
Harry turned from the cage to his adversaries. They all looked as if they were now unsure of what they should, of what they could do, and not many of them had the arrogance to show Harry any form of confidence now. The opposite was true, they were all very afraid of going to jail, and jail was where they were going.
Ducking, just as a green beam of light shot his way, Harry frowned. However, he hadn't the chance to retaliate against the Death Eater, as goblins and Trolls alike charged him. Harry grit his teeth in anger, as he threw away his stolen wand, and placed his safely away. He sneered with wild animalistic eyes as he held his hands out, cupped several inches apart, icy blue flames pulsed and burst forth between his palms.
"This is an original of mine!" Harry growled out angrily. "Hells ICE!" he roared out swishing his arms round and pushing forward. The magic blast out in frozen winds of blue flame chilling through to the bone. The ground cracked and creaked as it froze over with everyone in its path. However, Harry left no opportunity for any counter attacks as he exploded into a pulsing sphere of blue light and streamed away only to reappear in between several goblins and trolls, as the light faded.
Harry smirked as he began to truly let them have it as he swiped his hand round banishing five into walls without much bother, they wouldn't be waking anytime soon, as they crashed down to the ground with broken bones. Harry side stepped a goblins golden sword and slid up beside him grabbing his sword hand with his right and the back of his neck with his left, Harry picked him up and slammed him face first into the ground. That goblin barely got a squeal of surprise out as he fell unconscious.
Harry stood swiftly with the goblin's sword in hand; he pared one goblin before kicking it painfully between the legs, and sending him away and out of the fight. Next the sword sliced through two trolls' clubs in quick succession, and while they were staring dumbly at their broken clubs, Harry used the flat side of his stolen sword to knock them out. They didn't know what hit them.
Crouching down as another goblin tried to stab him from behind, Harry pulled his sword back as if to strike and stab the foes in front of him. However, when he pulled back, he used the gesture to banish them all painfully into each other, the floor and walls, most of them wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. However, in one fluid motion Harry also thrust the blade forward and it came within a centre meter of touching a wide-eyed goblin, and instead banished him, and many other minions behind him.
Harry stood in that second, and ignored what he had just done as he began fighting even faster and with more ferociousness than before. It was so bad Harry was certain he had killed some of them, but right now that was their problem, not his.
To his left and right, Harry kept taking them down one after the other, dodging right, left and centre, he threw spells that were increasing in desperation, and he was breathing heavily and had been hit a few times, though minor. Soon he was standing on a growing hill of monsters, surrounded by more monster's intent on his death, and he wasn't even trying very hard to spare life anymore as he sliced a goblin in two without care or thought.
Harry growled angrily as he glanced towards the murdered ministry employees in concern. "I won't let you pieces of shit leave here, even if I have to kill you all!" he screamed out clenching his fists tight, his muscles tensed suddenly and an explosion of wind erupted from him and exploded outwards through the chamber, throwing goblins and trolls from around him, crashing them through walls, the ceiling, and the floor.
Everything stopped momentarily as goblins and trolls limply flopped over or dropped from the ceiling with multiple crashes, and lifting of dust. Harry stood upon the small hill of monsters panting for breath as he straightened himself, and looked towards a few surviving monsters. He had dropped his stolen sword, and his wand was in his hand at speeds that seemed impossible, though they missed the pulse of blue light. He flicked it nonchalant and around twenty or more icy blue snakes shot out and charged, within seconds they had coiled around the stunned monsters and turned into icy chains.
Harry then flicked his left arm; shadows erupted around it forming a slivering cloak of silvery black. It exploded into shadows again when it was hit by an emerald green beam. One of the four remaining Death Eaters had moved forward and attacked Harry, looking victorious. However, when his attack failed, he stopped moving and his eyes flashed from victory for near whimpering.
"Pitiful!" Harry hissed, his voice echoing throughout, off every wall as he turned to face them. His expression halfway amused but beyond dangerous. He let a small smile line his lips as he shot out one last snake, this one red. 'BITE HIM!' he commanded in serpent's tongue. The Death Eaters took in deep breathes of fear because of the language used.
The snake slithered forwards and it would be doubtful that any of the Death Eaters could be fast enough to stop it even if they had the presence of mind to try. It took less than four seconds to reach the Death Eater, and less than one to sink its fangs in. The Death Eater gasped out into a high-pitched scream before the snake let go, turning into wisps of red vapour. The Death Eater started trembling before he fell to the ground curled up into the foetal position rocking back and forth sweating bricks, and mumbling to himself.
"Interesting, isn't it?" Harry asked the remaining Death Eaters, his voice calm and collect once more as he had regained his breath. They just stared at their companion in horror. "The venom of that particular snake will put you in a paralysing day dream… or should I say day-mere, for approximately forty-eight hours. But he might just be the lucky one here, as it can potentially kill if the one bitten is too weak or not treated for the venom."
The Death Eaters looked up at Harry and flinched as the young wizard hopped from the small hill of unconscious and dead monsters and glided closer, and landing lightly several paces in front of them, his expression sad and full of pity. Though his eyes quickly flickered to the Death Eaters victims, his teeth clenched tighter for a moment before relaxing as he returned his gaze upon the murdering scum.
"You'll pay for this…!" he promised. "So, who's next?" he demanded straight to the point.
"I'll take you boy!" the largest of them spoke trying to sound brave but his voice quivered. "Who do you think you are, Potter?" he demanded shakily as he stepped forwards and conjured a large broadsword, taking hold of its handle and throwing his wand away as he gripped his sword tight. "You aren't the only guy who knows how to fight with a sword you know."
"Fuck, I haven't got time for this shit!" Harry spoke as he stepped forwards, he yanked his right hand back, and in a blue pulse of spherical light his wand was replaced by a standard ninjato with perfect silver blade and black wrapped handle with rectangle hand guard. His sword nowhere near as large as the Death Eaters, but when it comes to swords it was quality not size that mattered in combat.
"Who do you think you're kidding kid?" the Death Eater laughed. "Are you seriously thinking of fighting me with that little knife?" His voice was now deep and cold, full of confidence. "Do you think you're some kind of superhero or something? Because I think you're pathetic trying to rescue all of these mud-bloods and blood traitors." The Death Eater chuckled darkly as if he said something amusing. "We will be praised above all, and you're nothing Potter, but a scared little brat playing at being the hero, when the fact is you failed all of these people. You let them all die."
"Even if I can't save everybody, that doesn't matter," Harry replied coldly, "as long as I can make a difference, I shall fight, and if I have to, I shall avenge them all!" he retorted calmly, his grip on his sword tightening with his muscles as he prepared himself. "Even if I can save only one or two people… it shall be enough because life holds meaning no matter the creature… no matter how big or small… no matter how clever or stupid… and no matter whether its powerful or weak… but you're just a fool ready to run head first into death. If that's what you really want, then so be it."
'Harry, if you don't hurry, they'll die. I can feel their life seeping away!'Merlin suddenly spoke with utmost urgency.
'Merlin's correct,'agreed Apollo.'If you don't act now, two more lives shall be lost needlessly.'
"This fucks mine!" Harry replied aloud, not that he cared, baring his teeth he shot forwards, and before the Death Eater knew what happened Harry had passed him, and stopped almost back-to-back though slightly to one side. The Death Eaters eyes widened in shock as his sword, held in front of him split and fell away in two neat cuts, cluttering to the floor.
The Death Eater could only stand and stare in horror and terror, unable to grasp what had happened, what was happening? Thin red lines started bleeding down his face, and across his forehead, and his left hand fell off, causing him to drop the rest of the sword before a thin red line showed from his left leg to his right hip, as portions of his robe fell away the man collapsed in three bloodied pieces.
Harry was looking toward the floor as he relaxed his sword coming to rest calmly between his fingers in his right hand, dipped out to the side, blood slowly dripping from its blade. However, when Harry looked up sharply at the two remaining Death Eaters his grip tightened and his expression was terrifying; they took a few fearful steps back, as they recoiled in horror, dropping their wands in the process.
The Death Eaters wands just clinkered and clattered on the ground, echoing throughout the large quite chamber. The Death Eaters eyes transfixed by Harry, keeping them from doing much more than staring at him. He hadn't realised it but Harry was surrounded by the dead, blood, and chaos, and he looked near immaculate as he was free of blood, and his clothes self-repaired, and his robe was blowing back behind him, cackling within Harry's magical force with glowing eyes like the colour of the killing curse.
Harry took one step forward, and both murderers screeched like little girls and dropped to their hands and knees, crying like little baby's. "Please don't hurt meeeeeee!" one squealed out through his sobbing, tears streaming through the eye holes of his mask.
"Oh G-God, don't kill me… please!" the other bawled out, his tears also streaming from his eye holes.
Harry grimaced as he took another step forward and heard two distinct rippling rasping noises echoing off the walls the sound coming from the cowards along with a smell worse than the blood.
"You're pathetic," Harry whispered in disgust. He just raised his sword pointed towards them in annoyance. They flinched, whimpered and cried harder, actually-holding onto each other, but all Harry did was let the sword drop loosely from his fingers to the ground with a clatter, a smirk on his lips as his wand reappeared in a blue spherical flush of light.
"You pussy shits aren't worth killing!" Harry spoke deathly quiet as he flicked his wand at them. "Stupefy!" he hissed out, and two red blasts shot from the tip of his wand simultaneously hitting them and causing them to slump over, unconscious.
Harry looked upon the Death Eaters in disgust, and some pity before he started at a loud sound, and just side stepped in time to avoid being pummelled by the club of one remaining troll, but Harry was neither in any mood to play with him, nor did he have the time as he flicked his wand once. The trolls club exploded into splinters of wood that started flinging around the troll with growing speed while it roared out in panic trying to swat the pieces away, when suddenly they melded together and formed a giant, solid wooden mallet above its head.
The troll looked up stupidly and befuddled as the mallet hung in the air, plenty of scratches covering its face and hands. Then without warning the mallet swung down with speeds and crushed into the trolls' skull sending it reeling as the mallet shattered. It staggered for a few moments before it came tumbling down with some blood leaking down from its forehead with the remaining wood falling to the floor with it.
Harry allowed himself a moment to let his eyes scan the chamber for any more threats However, Harry let his eyes scan over the Death Eater he sliced up, to see his left wrist held Voldemort's mark, but it held something else, something not quite how it should be.
However, shaking that of for then, Harry let his eyes roam the chamber some more, just in case he missed something dangerous, but all he saw was the aurors he had brought along. They, as well as some other aurors whom must have discovered ways out were securing goblins, and trolls that Harry had only taken down without binding them. Harry also took note of the whole wizengamot along with Dumbledore near the now two pieces of the magical detector, its little red light flashing as it had an unconscious troll on it.
Harry figured Dumbledore must have freed them all by using the method of 'if the door doesn't work, I'll go through the walls'. Harry frowned a little as he saw they had let Fudge out of his cage, but quickly looked away from the sickly-looking arsehole, and would have went for the bracelet if other matters weren't more important right then, and he couldn't do anything with all the people watching. The rest of the wizengamot looked both awed, and horrified at what they saw, some of whom were staring at Harry in terror, as he did this alone.
Harry turned from them, and looked to the ground for all a millisecond before looking up towards the murdered ministry employees from earlier.
"Shit!" Harry whispered quietly to himself as he took several quick purposeful strides towards them even after he heard Dumbledore calling his name.
They were all that mattered now.
When Harry was within a stone's throw of the bodies he boomed with power, erupting in an icy blue bubble of light, it pulsed out, reaching towards the people. He could sense others watching him but he was past caring. He took one last step forwards and the blue energy flushed over, around, and through every single dead body before gravity for them went away and they were pulled from the ground.
Harry gestured nonchalant with a wave of his right hand and he heard gasps of disgust as the bodies were pulled away and dropped a moment latter, haphazardly as the blue sphere faded away. Harry ignored any protest from behind him and strode forwards with a purpose and relief he hoped he never had to feel again.
Dropping to his knees, Harry found them; two sweet and innocent little girls as they had huddled together, holding on tightly to each other, stuck and struggling to breath. The eldest couldn't have been any older than seven or eight years old while the youngest must have been four or five. Their light blonde hair was soaked through with sweat, and coated with other people's blood, and the little girls were shaking, whimpering and sobbing their little hearts out. It almost brought tears to Harry's eyes just looking at them, and he could also see multiple bruises on their skin.
Harry quickly shimmied himself closer, and without comment slid his arms round the girls and pulled them into his body. They had both flinched, their eyes opening impossibly wide with fright as they stared at him in horror, too afraid to even try escaping. However, Harry gave them a gentle smile and held them caringly to his body to keep them warm; though that didn't stop their shivering, they calmed down a little.
"Shhh… everything's going to be alright now," Harry whispered softly for them. "I won't let anyone hurt either of you ever again, and that's a promise." He gave them a half smile before leaning towards each in turn. They both flinched but he planted a soft kiss of each of their foreheads. They both stared at him watery eyed, before practically holding on for dear life and sobbing their sweet little hearts out as they buried their little noses into his neck either side.
People were shaken by all the events that had transpired, and startled further as a huge blue orb exploded into the Ministry main chamber suddenly, dispersing in a shock-wave, and leaving Ginny on the ground only a few metres from Harry. He was the only one who hadn't even twitched at the sudden arrival, but he hadn't looked over either.
Ginny took a quick look around and held back a wince. Harry had made a complete mess of the place, not that she cared. It would have been amusing at any other time to discover Harry had torn the ministries floo network down so violently. Ginny sensed people startle as a goblin suddenly burst out of some dead goblins with a spear, and she only weaved around the spear and grabbing it with her left hand, punting the goblin a good twenty or so feet with a kick to the nads.
Shaking her head clear, Ginny shrugged, and didn't hesitate to stride to Harry and the little blonde girls. She ignored her parents arriving, just as she sat down next to Harry and the girls. He was humming a soothing tune that made her heart melt.
'Harry, lets go home before someone thinks about making you front the bill for this,' Ginny suggested with a small smirk as she wrapped him and the girls in her arms. 'We can even keep these cutie-pies if you would like?'
Harry chuckled and nodded, and within that, Harry and Ginny swished away with the girls, with no elaborate apparation that time.
To be continued…