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King of Bandit

Chapter 7

Into Battle

Harry groaned as he had apparated into a war zone. He had just left Diagon Alley for half an hour to grab a burger to eat and see about getting the gas fixed back at the apartment for the girls, and then the place goes to the dogs, or the Death Eater's.

Aurors and other assorted witches and wizards were doing battle with Death Eater's: badly. The freaks in black robes, and stupid skeleton masks were cruising for the smack down, but he really couldn't be bothered. He had heard somebody: a dead Death Eater he cornered and 'asked' told him that his sister was likely in the Weasley twins shop. He wasn't too sure who these Weasley twins were, but he was certain they would be amusing if they were pranksters.

He sighed looking around at the mess and death the Aurors were not getting anywhere. He shook his head, discouraged, his destination was in-between the two factions. Therefore, he did what any sixteen year old hero would do. He proceeded through the noisy battlefield, sidestepping what looked like a torture curse, then a killing curse and a few more dark ones as he just walked nonchalant passed the so-called good guys getting a few startled looks from both sides as he just moved out of the way of all curses and hexes with his hands in his pockets.

He was wearing cream coloured cargo shorts as it had been such a nice day thus far, so after lunch he changed. His tee shirt was white and Kir was still asleep, wrapped around his left arm, hidden underneath a white 'sleeve' that tied around his bicep. He was wearing white running shoes without any socks, and his 'weapon' on his right arm wasn't even hidden, but not many wizards or witches would be smart enough to realise it was a weapon.

He yawned as he jumped sideways, hands still in his pockets, spinning in the air swiftly between two green killers, and landed lightly on his feet. He continued towards the joke shop as if his feats of acrobatics were normal.

He weaved around two curses from two, Death Eater's that were guarding the shop, and kicked one in the nuts. He doubled over in pain grabbing his crutch and got Harry's right knee crashing into his face, cracking his mask as he flew up and crashed to his back out cold.

The other Death Eater ended up with Harry's left hand crushing his windpipe as he pulled his hands from his pocket. He squeezed until the Death Eater stopped struggling, and dropped him on the floor, nonchalant.

Harry stretched and moved his head slightly to the left, letting a green beam whizz by from behind to singe the wall. He shrugged and opened the shop door. He wasn't surprised to see several Death Eaters fighting with some kids about his age-ish.

Sighing he walked towards the closest enemy fighting a cute red haired girl with brown eyes and freckles wearing black everyday robes. Harry rolled his eyes as he walked up behind the Death Eater, lifted his right leg, and crashed it down on his enemies' leg. The Death Eater screamed as he dropped to the ground, his leg snapped and bone splintered bloody through his skin before a punch to the back of the head and the man crushed down, unconscious.

Harry grinned at the girl and winked as she stared at him in shock. She blushed brightly before he turned to the next two Death Eaters battling twin red haired boys' maybe a couple of years older than him.

He ran up his left Death Eaters back without effort, the man gargled a yelp and Harry's trainer smashed hard into his hidden face, bloody spilling everywhere. As the Death Eater fell, Harry glided off his head spinning lightly with his left foot; it crashed into the others face. It seemed slow, however the Death Eater yelped in agony and they heard a crunch as the man went flying back and crashed with explosive force into the shelf covered wall, crumpling bloody to the floor.

Harry grinned impishly at the twins' awed expressions before turning and noting a Death Eater pinning a small girl with short cut brunette hair and terrified green eyes. His grin turned to fury as he stalked over, holding in his growl.

"I know what I'll do with you!" the Death Eater laughed suggestively at the girl as she struggled to get him off her.

"Get off my sister you perverted bastard!" yelled a redhaired girl about his age, but she was too busy fighting her Death Eaters to protect her sister.

"Ha, you can go next-!" He was cut short as Harry grabbed his hair pulling him off the girl, growling he grabbed the man's crutch, squeezing with every ounce of pressure, the man's eyes bulged and he squeaked incoherently. Reign then gave a tug, ripping it. The man whimpered, and Harry smashed his left fist into the Death Eaters masked face. The Death Eater slumped to the ground.

Harry grinned at who he presumed was his little sister, June. She blushed when her eyes suddenly widened as a Death Eater charged him. He got in close, about to throw a spell. He didn't realise he had gotten too close and Harry moved so fast that it was a blur of movement, and the Death Eater's wand started cracking and shattering before June even saw Harry's hand shattering it before forcing the man to his knees and kicking him in the face, to the ground.

"Whoa! That was awesome!" the red haired girl said while her Death Eater had stopped fighting as he looked around to see that he was alone. She smirked at the Death Eater as he turned back to her and she had picked up a fallen shelf, and didn't hesitate to clobber him with it. He keeled over in a dead faint with a trail of blood running from his head.

"So you're that boy I heard about!?" the red head said as she eagerly shook his hand. "I heard you kicked the crap out of loads of Death Eater's, and even ran off Bellatrix Lestrange...! Oh, I'm Rosette Potter, by the way, and yes, I am pretty awesome aren't I!" she introduced herself.

"Umm... okay I guess," he said now knowing how weird it was for someone to introduce themselves as awesome, and how hard it was to reply to that. "I'm Harry King."

"Fred!"

"George!"

The twins said as they popped up either side of him while the other redhaired girl brought June into the group.

"This is my little sister, June!" Rose said quickly checking the girl over for injuries, "and one of my best friends, Ginny! And we're both in the market for cute guys who can kick ass!"

"Don't mind her!" Ginny said with a sweet smile as the sound of fighting outside had stopped. "Rosie and I just have trouble finding boys who aren't either intimidated by Rose being the Girl-Who-Lived and her dad, or by my six brothers, one of which is a total douche bad!"

"Yeah, and these two are just half D-bags!" Rose put in, grinning while Fred and George pretended to look hurt.

"Why are you here anyway and not outside fighting?" George asked, "that is what you do, isn't it?"

He shrugged with a small grin. "No really, I'm a... well that doesn't matter," he said looking to June with a smile. "If I knew about you I might have returned as soon as Voldemort did, to protect you!"

She looked at him in surprise, "me...?" she asked, looking baffled.

"I am so sorry I have not been around for you," he answered, confusing them all further. "Mum and dad were, well… I was a silly kid and did not know about you, and I am so sorry. But I'm here now to… you know make up for things and beat all of your enemies to death, and I hear you have quite a lot of enemies and stuff…" he babbled on, not having thought that far ahead yet, so didn't quite know how to act.

June had watery eyed as he paused, and she looked into his eyes, eyes just like hers and Rose's. He opened his arms and she flew into his embrace, letting him pick her up, her legs wrapping around him. He cuddled her in his warmth and protection, like real family, like her sister would because she knew he was her big brother, finally here to look after her and Rose.

"Don't worry baby, I'm here now, and any Death Eater that wants to harm you or Rosie has to traverse the hell that is me first!" he said with his voice full of a cockiness they couldn't deny knowing who he was and seeing what he had already done.

"So, my big brother is really alive?" Rose asked as she walked closer, watching the way he held June so close, so caring, in his arms. She felt uncomfortable, unable to know what she wanted, and all that was deep inside was to hold him tight.

Harry pulled back a little, still holding June as she did not seem to want to end her hug yet and smiled at Rose. "Yeah, and I came back as soon as I heard you were in so much trouble. I was on a ferry home when I meet a girl, Hermione Granger and found out about June!" he said shocking her.

"Hermione's okay isn't she?" she asked, concerned for her friend while looking to him in hope. "We couldn't send much back and forth while her folks took her on holiday. She did not want to go, but I made her. It could be the last chance she gets to just be with her parents and…"

"She's fine," he replied, interrupting, and smiling in reassurance before she starts babbling with worry. "Those Death Eaters ended up taking a swim when they met me," he said grinning smugly.

She sighed in relief and smiled back at him, blushing. "Harry…" she said, uncertain, but he opened his right arm, carrying June with his left and she rushed in, wrapping her arms around him, whimpering, and holding him tight, feeling his powerful body beneath the fabric of his tee shirt, awed that she had a chance to make things right.

She enjoyed the way he stroked her hair, and how she knew with him around everything would be so much better. Thinking about setting him up with Ginny since she does not have to choose between her and Hermione since Hermione was still dating that looser.

Though, if she could get Hermione to finally dump the looser, Harry might have some smart, strong friend to set her up with and maybe one for her too. She had to shake away those thoughts, as she would let her mind wonder too much over the silliest distractions. Hermione had told her she probably had some mild form of ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) or something.

"This is all heart wrenching but we have to clean this mess up," Fred or George broke in teasingly as they both smiled, trying not to look as uncomfortable as they felt at the scene, being typical Weasley boys open emotional displays tended to render them crept out.

Rose sniffled as she pulled back from Harry's arms, teary eyed. "Oh…," she said blushing more.

"Fred, George!" Ginny reprimanded after, shaking her head, trying to keep her eyes off her best friends' newfound big brother, and wow, she was truly amazed that a wizard could be that fit, with muscles and everything. She had to keep her attention on other things or she would be lost to her imagination, or staring into his gorgeous eyes, Rose had caught her doing that to her before.

"So, Ginny, huh," Harry commented as some people entered the store. He turned to the cute red haired girl while she blushed brightly and he wished she was wearing something more like his sister to show him off that hot bod of hers. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ginny. I can see we'll be getting along just great!" he said, winking, which seemed to please and embarrass her.

"Hey man, not in front of us!" George said grimacing and trying to be all-brotherly, but when you're up against a young man who killed one of the most dangerous dark wizard werewolves they had heard about, he didn't want to end up in a fight with anyone like that, but big brother code demanded some sort of token or something; at least keep it out of their sight: out of sight, out of mind and all of that.

"Yeah," Fred agreed, going along with his brother, but keeping on Harry's good side, even though it was obvious he was a nice guy, so made sure he would state it as so, so everything was cool. "We're her older brothers and because it is customary for us to scare off boys… and well, you've gotten quite the name, and we don't want to be beaten up!"

"Wow, my brothers are cowards!" Ginny said with a sigh, rolling her eyes while her cheeks were still tinted, as she half teased them.

"Not cowards, just smart!" George said, with his cheeky grin back on; his brother grinning too, nodding in agreement. "We'll fight to protect our little sister too, but we're not stupid. Anyway, he seems like the kind of guy we'll like so we approve," he said while his brother nodded along with him some more.

"Don't mind them, they're always like that!" Rose said while fidgeting with her fingers and suppressing an 'evil' grin. "Ginny is top rate and I should know, I've seen her na-!"

"ROSETTE!" Ginny yelled, interrupting her before she finished, and the twins pretended they did not hear a thing while June was giggling. Rose was pretending she did not just embarrass her friend scarlet, and wondering whether she should tell him the red did go down further than her face. "Have some tact girl, he was coming onto me and I was letting him-!" she trailed to a stop, even more embarrassed.

"-And I'm going to continue until I get you," he replied smirking while June giggled harder. However, Harry noticed something odd. The men who entered a moment ago weren't the rescue or cleanup crew. His eyes scanned each. He smiled as he put June down, though she pouted. "Hey, I think you're too old for me to carry around sweets."

Harry laughed as she pouted more as he walked over, looking in on the pigmy puffs, they were little fuzz balls of different colours. They were right next to the window where they could potentially get hurt if another fight broke out.

"They are kind of cute aren't they?" Rose said as she had followed him while he nodded and picked up the whole pen full of the small rodents and walked it over to the counter.

"Don't even think about buying us all of them!" Rose quickly reprimanded. "Ginny has one and we can always pet them here, June and I have an owl each to look after," she said worried.

Harry looked to her smiling. "Sorry, but I was just bringing them here where they'll be safe from round two of the battle about to take place. I have a very close friend who would be pissed if I got the little things killed. She loves pigmy puffs as they're apparently the cutest little things on Earth," he said placing the pen behind the checkout desk.

"We're the only people in the shop that aren't Death Eaters," he added shocking them to look around at the ugly faced men 'looking' around.

"T-they can't be!" Rose whispered in horror and doubt, as she really looked them over. She realised they were 'shopping', but that would have been crazy with all the other Death Eater's out cold or dead, and they weren't cleaning the Death Eater's away either, or seeing whether they were okay. She turned back to Harry when she realised he had disappeared.

She looked around the shop to see something odd. Three men were missing before her eyes widened as she watched Harry sleeper hold another and he struggled for a moment before he was dragged away out of sight.

It took but a minute for only three to remain before they realised out of the nine men they were all that were left standing. Harry came up behind another, chocking him, holding his wand, and arm pointed at the last two, they froze.

"Hey, douche bags, tell me what you're doing here and I might let you go!" Harry said with this amused smile as one went for his wand. "Stupefy!" Harry hissed as he forced his whimpering captive to swish his wand and the man went down in a jet of fuzzy red light. "I'll admit I'm lacking in the sorcery department, but I do know the basic essentials!" he said, amused as the man crumpled to the floor.

"W-we're here to capture the Potter girls!" he stuttered out in fear. "W-we were supposed to jump them after the first lot didn't turn up. W-when we saw this... we knew we couldn't run away; 'he' would do terrible things to us!"

The Death Eater's at least knew who they were dealing with. Word seemed to get around very fast in the wizarding world. "The-the next wave will start soon… D-Dumbledore sent some of his people to k-keep them safe, b-but they are hidden. They've just got here, missed all of this. S-so we thought pretending to be customers better and easier than fighting them, but then the first lot, we wanted to leave once we s-saw you. T-then rumour says D-Dumbledore is-is actually fighting back. We don't want to fight F-Filius Flitwick if he has permission to potentially kill, we wouldn't stand a chance, and especially not you!"

"Yeah, well, you got unlucky with me!" he said as his captive screamed as Harry snapped his wrist and face planted him unconscious into the wooden floor before moving forward as the last man went for his wand, and ended up with a kick to the throat, forcing him down and out as his neck was broken.

"OK guys, tie up the Death Eaters and store them out back, and let's prepare for battle!" Harry said all business like. "I won't be able to protect you all the time so fight, and please do use lethal and dangerous spells. Once they are down, they have to stay down. Ginny and Rose, stay with June at all times!"

They all nodded quickly as they tied up their prisoners (live or not) and stored them out back. "Okay, Fred, George, anyway we can alert the old man and the ministry to the second attack? It looks like those idiots didn't think to secure the district and increase security."

"I can send a patronus!" George said quickly. "But it will be seen and they'll jump at the spell!"

"What about underage magic? Ginny, June, and I could get expelled," Rose said worried, thinking about a past event when she got into trouble and it was not even her magic.

He looked at her, rolling his eyes. "Honestly I don't care, but I also know there are laws about self-defence, and I doubt anyone will mention it. If they do they'll be looked down on and probably lose their jobs, accused of being a Death Eater."

"Okay, then what do we do now?" George asked, startling Harry, he elaborated. "We've fought a bit, but never in the, 'we could die' category sort of thing against Death Eater's."

"Right, just calm down," he replied as he saw they are all looking so concerned. "And remember. If you cannot fire a cutting hex in rapid succession, fire stingers until their shields let down and then go for the big casts. It is survive or die, and the best way to survive is to make sure they don't!" he said smirking. "So try to sense the mana around you, know where each other are at all times, and where to strike…" he trailed off, as they looked lost.

"Sense the mana?" Ginny asked, befuddled. "How are we supposed to do that Harry? Hogwarts doesn't teach that sort of thing," she said, and they all looked worried and confused.

He sighed and shook his head. "That is a simple bit of defence, knowing where your enemy or ally is by sensing their mana, which can't be suppressed or hidden while it's in flux and use. What the hell do they teach you guys at that school?"

"W-well only Professor Lupin has been any good at teaching Defence against the Dark Arts," Rose said sheepishly. "But he's a werewolf and Snape got jealous because Uncle Remus was a better teacher, and everyone liked him. So Snape told the Slytherins he was a werewolf and all those pureblood parents attacked and made him have to leave. We haven't had a good teacher since or before, and that was my third year."

Harry felt like face palming as he rolled his eyes. "Well, I'll teach you myself if I have too. That is the basics after all, but not now. Just know that something is happening outside. I think I have a hit on your 'watchers' as their magic is fluctuating with trepidation rather than excitement, and others are waiting, feeling fear. It's about to happen…!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The ground shook with explosions, and items fell from shelves. "You have no idea how pissed off these guys are making me," Harry commented but he was smiling as he held June up as she almost fell over in her fear. All of them were holding their wands except for Harry. "I can't even have five minutes to rest. I just left the burger bar like five minutes ago!"

"I guess you're having a bad couple days," George said sheepishly as they waited. "But at least you've been putting them down, so that is lucky for us."

"Y-yeah," he replied as screams echoed throughout the alley outside when the large windows shattered open as a small squad of five goblins charged in carrying golden spears. "Save your strength, I'll handle them!" he added as he moved forward.

He dodged a strike from a spear, grabbing it. He picked up the goblin with the spear and crushed him dead into a wall before spearing two with a single throw. The other two did not seem all that imposing when Harry seemed to blink away, reappearing with his clenched fists around their throats, throwing their bloodied bodies through the shattered storefront window.

Harry looked back, amused. "That is how I kick ass!" he said, amused at their expressions as he looked out into the chaos as Death Eaters, goblins, and mountain trolls attacked innocent and weak wizards and witches, adults and children while men and women in red and beige robes fought back.

However, they didn't have a chance to rush out into the field and fight as several Death Eaters charged in wearing their masks and black robes to hide away their crimes with anonymity.

"What's with all the racket?" Kir asked as he slithered his head out of Harry's sleeve.

"Umm... nothing...!" Harry replied while Kir looked at the Death Eaters.

"That doesn't look like nothing," he replied, doubtful. "That looks like some of those Death Eater goons."

"You speak parseltongue too!" Rose said in amazement while the Death Eater's were getting both annoyed, and chills that they were being ignored, and that they were faced with two speakers, and the dead goblins was creepy too; if they realised there were dead Death Eater's out back too they would have likely gone home.

"Yeah," he agreed with a grin as he took the snake to June. "Here, Kir, this is my Little Sister June, bite any bastard who even looks at her funny if they get to close!"

"Oh great, now I'm a babysitter!" he complained as he curled up around her neck, careful not to be too tight.

"I'm not a baby!" she retorted in parseltongue, which only added to the Death Eater's angst, and Harry mildly wondered why they were waiting for them to finish before he remembered they were idiots.

"June, I didn't know you spoke parseltongue!" Rose said in surprise, in said language to her sister.

"I did!" Ginny piped in, also speaking parseltongue. "Hey, I guess that means that you three have it naturally since it stands to reason Tom, from that diary when he was forcing me to open the chamber would have needed a speaker, so had to add it to me, unless he just struck lucky and I'm the first in my family in forever."

"Could you four please speak English? That's kind of creepy!" Fred interrupted quickly before the Death Eater's decided they had enough waiting.

"Potter...!" The leader of the Death Eater's spat.

"Hey," Harry said to gain their attention. "I'll do you a deal, piss off and I won't kill you."

The Death Eaters laughed at him as they regained their bravado. "Ha, and who are you supposed to be?" he mocked in amusement. "How about you-hand over, Potter and we'll think about leaving you all alive."

"But there's only five of you," replied Harry smirking. "You make this too easy," he chuckled, a dark silvery grey blade, swished, metal on metal out of his gauntlet of his right arm. He then moved, dashing forwards so fast blink and you missed it.

Suddenly he reappeared, his blade up against the nearest Death Eater's throat, his left hand holding his robes near his neck tight, and the man's eyes widened in horror.

"One last chance…" Harry whispered dangerously. The Death Eaters did not move, but he could see it in their eyes. They knew who he was now, and they made the grave mistake of pissing him off.

Harry's left knee then came up, crashing into the Death Eater's gut with crushing force, the sound of snapping bones made everyone else in the shop wince as the Death Eater screamed out in agony. Harry pulled his blade back and it retracted, blood spilling from the munchers mouth as he doubled over, falling to the ground, dying.

Bandit King smirked at the four remaining dark wizards as they stepped back, readying their wands: one fired. Harry dodged the green beam to the left letting it hit the ground, burning a small hole in the floor. The King of Bandit jumped up at the next Eater, with a spinning left kick his boot smashed into the masked face; the mask went flying with blood as bone cracked and Harry's enemy went down.

He dodged two more dark curses, left then right before fading out of sight. Suddenly one Death Eater's mask smashed off his face, blood oozing all over as he flew back crashing into some shelves that crumpled on top of him. Harry was then in the air where the eater had just been before landing lightly on his feet.

Harry then reached out to either side of him, grabbing the Death Eater's by their robes, pulling them towards each other he let go, stepping back the Death Eater's staggered hard into each other with yelps of pain. Harry struck out twice with his right, and left fists, smashing them fiercely through several displays; they did not even cry out as they were unconscious on impact, crashing down in the wreckage.

Harry turned his dangerous gaze upon the remaining Eater, and before the dark minion could even register the threat, the young Bandit King dashed towards him. Harry ran up the man's body, the world seemed to slow down, with the young kings left foot was on his enemies left shoulder; his right foot pulled back, he span left, and with a sickening crash, his foot connected. Blood lashed out, the mask cracked in a spider web pattern as the dark wizard screamed like a little girl, crashing with explosive force into the street outside, bouncing across the ground: glass cut him, blood trailing from the window, to his limp and unmoving form.

Harry landed lightly with a pleased smirk. He then cranked his neck and stretched for a moment. He had managed to take out two extra Death Eater's outside with that one move. The fight between him and the Death Eater's too less than a minute, just over half if he were to estimate.

"I did warn them," he commented with a shrug before looking back outside to the battle going on as the ground shook around them from powerful spells. "I think there are a few more Death Eater's that need to be shown how to be nice members of society."

"And you're going to do that?" Rose asked as she looked at her brother and was awed by how powerful he was, but he also looked exhausted.

He smirked at her before looking back out of the window. "So, the Order is in crimson, the aurors beige, and the Death Eater's black," he muttered to himself though they all nodded along. "I like the colour coding, but I guess goblins and trolls are fair game as the Gringotts Goblins won't be out fighting for anyone, so let's pick this party up a few gears!" he said as he stepped outside through the shattered window.

They watched, transfixed as he crouched, legs apart, arms crossed out in front over his chest. "Come forth, Bringer of Destruction!" his voice echoed out with power as blue sparks of electricity burst up from nowhere rolling over his body. "I call upon the heavens!" he continued roaring out as the sky seemed to darken and blue lightning sparked across him, waving his clothes and hair in the breeze.

"Bringer of Eidolon!" he cried out as a massive pentagram erupted, just slightly larger around than Harry was standing tall before his crossed arms. "I Summon ODIN'S Wrath!" he finished and the sky lit up with blue lightning as it crashed down, striking and powering Harry's pentagram, shaping a horse in the circle, it pulsed and burst out, a magnificent horse of blue lightning charged forward, pulling the lightning from the pentagram, fading it into its body and galloped forward, a magnificent steed.

It went straight at the trolls ahead of it where they had been attacking innocent civilians and a small wizard had been trying to rescue them, bouncing around, blasting and cutting them up like he was Yoda from Star Wars. The tiny Professor looked up in surprise as he saw the spell charging, its form shifting into a huge eight-foot tall knight with horse head shield and a mighty lance, more defined as wearing powerful black, dark grey, blue, and purple armour with white lance and shield.

The tiny and spry Professor dived out of the way, as the moronic trolls turned to the danger, the nearest screaming as it was speared through the chest with tons of lightning coercing through the attack. The Professor moved quickly as the lightning knight shielded against another trolls rough wooden club to get the innocent people to safety.

"Harry, what the hell is that?" Rose asked as they joined him outside, as the Death Eater's were taking clear to keep away from the area where the knight was fighting with the trolls.

He looked to her, grinning as he shook off the large power drain, holding back from staggering or showing any weakness. He needed to stay strong so he didn't give the Death Eater's a hint that he was just a normal human with normal weaknesses such as limits.

"Just the power of the eidolon Odin!" he said with a shrug. "Most eidolon contracts have certain conditions, and they've been met. I did say I was going to pick up the party-."

Harry' eyes widened as he moved, jumping, and pulling Ginny down, rolling on the ground with her as three killing curses sailed through where she had been. Her eyes were open as far as they could go as she realised how close to death she had been while Harry lay on top of her. He smirked and stole a chased kiss, which brought her back from her shock, and causing her to blush while her heartbeat sped up.

However, he hopped back to his feet, pulling her with him, looking around as Rose was actually holding her own against two brazen, Death Eater's, protecting June while the third was down, and the twins were helping some Order members with some straggling trolls and goblins.

Harry was pleased to note that while he held Ginny's soft and fine body close to his that the Order were not holding back like they had before if what he had read about them was even half as true.

"Are you, okay now Ginny?" he asked her, concerned. She nodded her head, regaining her breathing. "Good, do you think you can help Rose while I get in the thick of it?" he asked her with a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine now, thanks," she agreed, pausing for a moment she stole a quick kiss back before rushing to Rose's side while Harry grinned as he rushed off into the fight, Odin still beating on the trolls, so left him to it with that tiny Professor back to kicking troll butt too.

"I can't believe this!" Rose said to Ginny as they downed the two remaining Death Eater's together as they were not much, and only lasted so long because it was two on one and put Rose in the defensive after she cut up the third one.

"I think we're actually winning for once, and did you kiss my brother?" she asked, smirking as they were now up against some more low-level punk Death Eater's that thought they would try their luck fighting kids, cowards.

Ginny blushed, but looked pleased. "Yep, but he is freaking hot, nice, and awesome. He shot out a freaking lightning horse knight guy thing out, how cool is that?" she said and Rose knew that was all the reason either would need to like a boy.

"Yeah, that is wicked cool," she agreed smirking when a spell skimmed her left cheek cutting her. She started for a moment then turned to the offender and she was not happy, and he took steps back when she flicked her wand.

"Incendio!" she shouted out with a huge red fireball shooting out of her wand, it smashed straight into the offender, blasting him back and setting his robes on fire where he withered on the ground, crying in pain. They may not have been taught much Defence against the Dark Arts, but they had brilliant charms and transfiguration teachers, and both subjects covered conjuring all sorts of things, fire included.

Meanwhile over twenty Death Eater's had broken free from the other fighters and teamed up on Harry. He was signed, and cut up having to dodge this way and that, and they did not give him a chance to use magic.

He could not call Odin's aid as the summoned creature was running out of magic, and had to finish dealing with most of the trolls if not all before his time is up; it was lucky there weren't too many. Harry would not be able to summon anything like him again for around twelve hours or so even if he had enough magic for another feat like that again that day.

However, he felt the presence before anyone else, just before he appeared in a sonic boom of white light, a beacon of hope. The windows and glass shattered if it had not already been broken throughout the street with his mere arrival. It was quite the impressive entrance, and Harry made sure to remember that one to try out himself one day if the opportunity ever came up.

The old man, Albus Dumbledore appeared, wearing bright blue robes with silver stars and moons comfortably embroiled into the rich material. However, his normal sparkling blue eyes were not twinkling over his half-moon specs; these were of a man who would no longer let you get away with murder to preserve the status quo of light and dark, black or white when he now saw all of the other shades, and colours.

The fighting had paused for a moment, except for Odin as he took advantage of the trolls' distraction. Albus Dumbledore swept his wand, standing beside Harry, and three Death Eaters screamed as a huge wind picked up and they went flying, crunching into a solid wall, slipping to the ground, and not getting up again as blood pooled around their heads, their summoned masks dissolving away in black smog as proof of their deaths.

It took the remaining Death Eater's a moment to realise that this was the Great White Wizard Albus Dumbledore, and he had just taken out three of their numbers with just one sweep of his wand. They looked from him to the young man standing with him working some kinks out of his muscles and they took steps back, near shaking.

"Fire and lightning is my main thing," Harry commented whimsically. "I've always been fascinated by the way they give and take. They hold life, yet they can also take it so easily. They are truly powers to respect, but then all of… such compound energies deserve such reverence and respect. However, as I said, my favourites have always been lightning and fire. They shine their light on the world and make the darkness fade to dust."

He was grinning at the end of his little speech. It terrified them, blood dribbling from some cuts, and scrapes, his breathing laboured, and he looked more dangerous than anyone they had ever seen before. They stepped back as he raised his right hand with a fireball igniting a centre metre from his palm with just a click of his fingers.

"You've seen my lightning, now check out my fire!" he said before firing them in little pulses of deadly fireballs, growing out larger as they shot forward, one after the other until he was firing from both hands.

The Death Eater's were fortunate to pull up shields, screaming in terror as the fighting continued around them as the Order and aurors went on the attack, using the distraction with renewed hope, and destruction to their advantage. The shields protected them but they surely felt the power as the flames exploded into their flimsy and weakening protections, burning them through shear heat alone.

"I've always been partial to the air, so gentle, and giving, yet when it shows its fury!" the old man spoke, his voice travelling with magic so they heard him. "A practical lesson for you I think!" Dumbledore put in thoughtfully. "What happens when you breathe life into flames?" he asked as he made some patterns with his wand.

"Spiritus!" the old man hissed the spell with a slight quiver to his voice, showing his pity and mercy, but holding that back from them because for one, he agreed; they didn't deserve his mercy.

The whole street shook as the wind, blast up, fuelling the flames and they exploded. The street went quiet as some buildings nearby half collapsed as bricks were completely shattered by the shockwave, unable to take any more pressure. Odin's work had been done as the remainder of his magic left and he faded away as everything had gone still, as if time itself bowed before these two mighty sorcerers combined power.

There was a cloud of smoke and debris as they waited and watched. It drifted away leaving a massive crater in the ground with the remains of the Death Eater's; unrecognisable messes of burnt nothing, cinders of cloth smouldering, flames littering the ground with blood and flesh.

Harry was impressed with how well Dumbledore capitalised on his magic as his hands still smoked a little with steam from his flames. He wasn't named one of the greatest wizards of all time for nothing, it seemed. If the old man wanted to fight hard and deadly, he could, and did a good job of it too, but when the Romans call for war, do as the Romans would or your loved ones will be raped and pillaged of their land, their property, their dignity, and then their lives or freedom.

The old man, Albus Dumbledore turned from the scene with sad and weary blue eyes as he looked to the remaining fight, to Rosette and friends with cuts and bruises, to the Death Eater's that would dare harm innocent children, and force them into a recourse where they had to sully their hands with battle and death at such tender ages.

Harry turned next, checking his sisters and Ginny were okay as he sent them out to fight. They were a little muddy and cut, with some bruises but otherwise looked to be in perfect health.

The Death Eater's looked to them both, as they looked around, the remaining goblins already fleeing, and they stepped back, fear evident in their eyes through the eyeholes of their masks as they saw the two most dangerous wizards were waiting, waiting to strike.

"Throw down your wands and surrender, NOW!" Dumbledore commanded and they quivered as the old man was leaking over a century's accumulated magical power and they were terrified as the 'game' had changed, no longer would they survive to murder another day.

The Death Eater's now knew that if they continued that they would die. They looked around from Order members to aurors to see the same cold looks on their faces. This was different, they looked to the young man stood with Dumbledore, and they knew, things had changed, and they were not going back. They had declared war, and this day, their declaration had finally been answered.

The Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic had finally accepted, this was war, and in war the enemy either dies or they are captured as Prisoners of War. They did what they had to and threw down their wands and rose their hands to rest on top of their heads as instructed while they were arrested, not as criminals or terrorists, but as Prisoners of War, which meant no trial, straight to jail as the evidence of their war crimes were plain as day here before these soldiers.

They were dragged off in cuffs while Harry had reconnected with his sisters and Ginny, hugging the three girls' in-turn before leading them back into the twins joke shop where they would be out of the way. There they would also get some much needed rest.

Harry was sitting them down and checking over their injuries when Dumbledore entered with the twins' moments later. The old man had a sad smile for a moment before it broke into a grin as he has seen so much tragedy over his life. It had become too easy these days to push the moment aside for a bright smile with twinkling eyes with the hope that it will make others feel better, even though he may be kidding himself there.

"Mr. King, I believe!" the old man said with a hitch as his voice was chipper when he did not feel too chipper right then, as he shook Harry's hand while he nodded, wondering what he wanted. "I saw the memories of your feats in Hogsmead, and I must say, most impressive, but seeing them in person…" he said with a kind smile. "I had been hoping to meet with you before the school year starts, you see. I suppose I'll jump to the chase, no use beating around the bush.

"It is always quite the hassle to find a defence teacher. Especially one competent enough to, shall we say teach anything of real use… the students' need someone with… shall we say, your kind of talent!" he said, chuckling.

Harry turned, seeing to Rose's cheek as it was still bleeding, and a soft blue glow later it stopped bleeding, and should heal over within a few days if he performed that spell right, healing was his weakest weakness, but she could always see a professional later.

"So… you want me to teach defence classes for you?" Harry interrupted as he massaged Ginny's left wrist, helping her ease the pain of a slight twist while she relished in the attention. However, he did not need the nod to continue. "Okay, I'll teach your class, but I'll need some equipment. I will forward you a list of the things I will need. I would also like for you and the staff to overlook me potentially… being with a student in a frankly, none teacher student way."

"Very well," he agreed sounding relieved. "After all, you are only sixteen, it would be unhealthy for you not to want to… fraternise with the female populous like the average teenage boy. So I'll next see you on the first of September at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…," he said smiling. "Girls, Fred, George, take care. I'll have Molly come by and take you all to Sirius's house," he said as he leant in and whispered the secret into Harry's ear before heading out.

"Weird dude," Harry commented as he took a space on the counter next to Ginny while playing with a deck of cards he found on the side. "So, who is this Molly?" he asked looking from Ginny to the twins as they looked more worried now than with the Death Eater's.

"Ginevra Weasley, Fred, George, what do you think you have been doing?!"

Harry and the others were startled as they looked to the shattered doorway to see a plump ginger haired woman wearing brown robes with a flowered apron glaring at them all.

"Our mum...!" Ginny said; quivering worse than when they fought the Death Eater's, and he had to wonder about that and whether he should flee now.

to be continued…