CHAPTER 2

Huddling under his faithful invisibility cloak, Harry snuck out of the Room of Requirement down to the first floor towards the Great Hall. He had spent five months and nine days in the Room and he was already missing the comforting feeling the Room had given off.

He still questioned his decision to leave but he knew it was time. He couldn't hide from the world forever, much as he wished it. Besides, one of the students would have need of it soon enough. He didn't want to deprive them of their own experience to cause mischief in the Room.

Harry slipped down the familiar halls, the layout the same but he could see many new rocks and portraits that must have been placed their after the battle. Coming across the hallway outside the Great Hall, he stopped in his tracks, his mouth wide open.

Covering the wall facing the door was a few hundred portraits, each depicting someone who had died fighting Voldemort.

Tonks.

Fred.

Sirius.

Dumbledore.

And more and more and more.

And then he saw it, his parents. They were sitting there in a beautiful gold and red frame. James held Lily from behind and was peppering her face with kisses. Sirius was laughing at them from the portrait over, not noticing Tonks reaching down to play with his hair from above.

He realized that Remus wasn't in the portrait with Tonks like he should have been.

Could he- could he have lived? He hadn't actually seen the curse that hit him but only saw him laying on the floor of the hall. Maybe he had only been unconscious; he realized feeling a glimmer of hope.

He had loved Remus a lot. Remus was always there for him. Harry had cared for Sirius as well, but he had only met him a few times between third and fifth year. Harry had gotten to know Remus much better over the past five years.

He proceeded on, a glimmer of hope in heart now. His frozen heart began to slowly heat up.

Four years later found Harry Potter in his apartment in downtown London eating his morning breakfast of eggs and bacon and tea. He wore his training clothes; a pair of loose sweatpants and a tight t-shirt. As he quietly munched on his breakfast, he idly thought back on the past few years that had placed him in this place.

After he had left Hogwarts, he focused on the pack bond that Harry had with Remus and Teddy and apparated to where he could feel his magic leading him.

Harry found himself in the woods in a pleasant looking cottage. The sound of a baby crying greeted him and Harry found himself drifting to the open door. Remus was bouncing a baby Teddy on his hip, holding a bottle to his lips.

"Want some help?" Harry had asked, a small smirk on his face as his hip leaned against the wood door frame.

"HARRY!" Remus shouted. "Where the hell have you been for six bloody months!? I thought you were dead!"

Harry winced. "I needed time, Remus. I didn't know you were alive and I figured Andy would like Teddy for a while as she grieved. I needed to be alone, to accept things that had happened."

The werewolf gave a sad smile and handed over the baby boy. "Take your fussy godson and we will talk, yeah?"

Finding Remus had been a tremendous relief off of Harry's shoulders. After spending a week or two helping out at the Lupin cottage, he decided he did not want to stay in the Wizarding World, at least, not at the time. So he went into London, found a beautiful flat in the center of London. It was large enough that it gave Harry his own bedroom, as well as two more Remus and Teddy when the visited.

Even though Harry had enough money to live off for a thousand years, he didn't want to sit around all day. So he went out one day and found a gymnastic gym in central London. After only a few months there, he was picked up by the national team to his joy. Harry loved gymnastics and was ecstatic to be among others who would help him.

Harry also found a nice gun range just out of the city he would go to every month or so when he needed to let off steam.

Now, three years since being picked up by the national team Harry was even beginning to get bored. He loved the sport, he truly did, but after spending seven years of his life in constant adventure he realized he didn't really know how to do downtime.

The emerald-eyed young man was considered his boredom when there was a knock on the door.

Harry rose, his cup of coffee in his hand as he went to the door. It was probably the older lady downstairs who liked to visit him, Harry thought as he went to open the door.

He was most certainly not expecting a man in his late thirties dressed in an impeccable suit with perfect hair and glasses. The mysterious Adonis, as Harry vaguely though as he took the man in, was holding black umbrella and had a please smile on his face. Harry's wards didn't go off so the man must be a muggle.

"Uh, hello?" Harry managed out, still in slight shock. He belatedly noticed that his coffee mug was still half way up to his face.

"Yes, hello, I am Harry Hart and I have a proposal of sorts for you. May I come in?" The man asked in a smooth english accent.

"Oh! Yes, sure, come on in. I was just have breakfast, would you like anything? I have coffee and tea and some eggs." Harry offered as he showed the man his spacious kitchen.

"I am afraid I already ate, but I will take you up on that coffee. Morning aren't my best time of day, if you get what I mean." Mysterious Adonis (as Harry choose to call him) gave him a small smile. Harry nearly started stuttering again.

"I know all too well, mate. Here you go," He handed the man a London Eye mug. "What can I do for you?"

"I would like to invite you to a job interview." Harry Hart stated, leaning forward.

"What sort of job?" Harry Potter asked cautiously.

"To be a Kingsman agent. I have seen you're gymnastic skill as well as shooting, and I know about your past. I also know that you are bored and want to do something exciting but don't want to go back to the Wizarding World. So here I am, offering you a way. Come with me, and you can be all that you have the potential to be."