AN: Another shorter. Tried to make this one hit harder... I think I failed. Whatever.. Tell me how you think it turned out.

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Emiya almost grinned as the prey fell right into the trap.

"Maya, are you in position?"

"Roger."

"Take the shot."

The shot rang out. Clean hit, most certainly shattering the knee cap, tearing apart both the ACL and MCL, AND (perhaps salt in the wound), ripping all the meniscus out. The loud boom of a bullet is because of the projectile breaking the sound barrier. Propellant alone can't Flood eardrums. Sound itself is a weapon.

Round measurement 7.62 X 51 millimeter. Weapon, Remington r700 Bolt action hunting woman, set up in a predetermined sniping lane. This whole thing was a trap. And we were bait.

Somehow, Harry felt no offense. No use wasting a perfect opportunity.

These were all things Harry thought he'd never believe. But seeing the blood splatter of a leg joint that was not meant to bend that way... He realised, his professor was everything everyone said he was. The ruthless assassin who fought the darkness with darkness.

Professor Emiya motioned for Potter to come closer. He immediately waved away the two stragglers as they tried to follow.

Sirius pulled up Petigrew (Siri never pronounced the the second t as a joke). He deliberately shifted his weight so he rested on the half leg. Kiritsugu walked in front of Harry.

"have you ever seen this man in your life?"

"No. Never."

"Sirius, Explain."

The two traded off guard duty. The scraggly wizard looked at Harry with sadness and regret.

"Harry, I knew your parents. "

He tried to pause for dramatic effect. All he was met with was a cold face. (Harry knew from the lessons that unchecked emotion was the easiest tell)

"How does this concern me?"

Emiya answered.

"pettigrew assisted in the assassination of your biological parents. Then proceeded to fee your magical guardian here."

Across the field, Ron and Hermione could see it. The very thing they've been worried about all year, Harry's changing behavior... It had suddenly all made sense. .. He was taken in as an apprentice... Of the deadliest magical assassin in recent history. How much longer till their beloved friend became the cold machine that Emiya was?... Their friend's voice snapped their minds from going to places too dark.

"So what do we do with him?"

Emiya paused then spoke.

"Prisoner is an unreliable witness to and official court, however, he knows a great deal. The intelligence could be invaluable. Best of all.. "

Kiritsugu crouched in front of the coward and deliberately tugged on his messy hair (making him whimper)forcing him to look into the cold dead eyes of the Mage Killer. The next part was spoke with no emotion. A complete coldness that told everyone that it was time for work.

"... He knows fear. "

As the Mage Killer dragged the traitor off (can't walk if your knee doesn't exist) Mayia, emerged from her post (threat neutralized). She turned to Black.

"Your innocence is compromised. With Peter we'll have information in a few days. However, I doubt the ministry with do anything about your true innocence."

"So I have to run?"

"Official story? You escaped, hunted and killed Peter, then went into hiding."

"What will you do with him?"

"Things you need not know about."

Several months Later. Dumbledore's office.

A Japanese man and his assistant of unknown ethnicity stood in front of old wizard. The entrance had been locked and all staff told not to disturb. The only other person present was the most trusted spy the old man had in this era, Professor Shape. Albus broke the tension between the two factions.

"So, you captured a Deadman and let a criminal go free." Albus knew that his usual kindness wouldn't work with these two. Cold honest truth was the only thing they'd listen to.

"Sir, the prisoner we've captured-"

Snape interrupted.

"Then proceeded to brutalized."

"-Had valuable intelligence that could not be ignored."

"What did he say?"

"He recited a spell..

Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son! Flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed, you will revive your master. Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe.

.."

Albus responded, "How did you respond?"

"Execution. Eliminate the cowards, willing servants become hard to find. All due respect, you hired us because we're cruel."

With that, Maiya and Kiritsugu left.

Shape turned to the man he swore his life to and ask..

"Are you sure they're right for the tasks that lay ahead. Beating a jinx on an arbitrary seat hardly qualifies as proof of trust."

"True, they seems to act according to their own rules. However, that's why I hired them. Fighting fire with fire is sometimes a necessity. Wars are never clean. "

He took a pause, reminiscing about Grindlewald, and the manipulation it required to take him down.

"No war is ever won on ideals alone. Men and women like those two,..those willing to do the dirty work... Are absolutely necessary. This is a fact I hate more than anything. Peace can't win wars."

What they hadn't realized was that the entire meeting was another test. A test of the curse on the seat of DADA professor. Emiya was coming back next year.