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Chapter One: A deal with the devil.

A/N:For all those who read this fic before the update yes I did realise 100n merlins was by far over powered. Thats why its 5. And as to why Harry is still so OP, I can't tell you it would spoil the plot. Although if you think about it, it shouldn't be too hard to figure out.
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Harry was lying in a Hospital bed after the battle of Hogwarts. It was over, finally over. Voldemort was dead, more than that he was destroyed and not coming back. It had taken all his powers he had learn over the three years since Dumbledore had died but Harry had finally done it. Now he was lying in this hospital bed thinking it over. No matter how lucky he was he was not going to leave this hospital a free man. He had used the darkest arts known to mankind to kill that basted, including Necromancy. He had descended to even levels of darkness that Voldemort had not even dared to touch. He had raised the undead dragon underneath Hogwarts Lake for Christ sake. Dumbledore must be rolling in his grave.

Not that he regretted it for a second.

Even if, in some magical miracle no-one noticed the dark magic Harry had used he was still not leaving the ministry ever again. Under a test of powers spell the ministry had found out how powerful he really was. He was yet to reach his potential by a long shot. He had barely scratched the surface in fact. If that spell was right, he would be the most powerful wizard ever recorded. Fuck Merlin. Merlin designed the spell to compare enemies against himself. If he reached full potential he would have the powers of at least 5merlins. Voldemort hadn't even reached half a Merlin. Harry didn't know much about his future, but he knew the Ministry was going to force him to become an unspeakable, if they didn't lock him up first for the use of the dark arts.

Not that they could hold him.

But even if by some miracle they didn't care about his power and he was let free he would be bugged by people by for the rest of his extremely long life, which was until he swallowed some silver. Damn Lovegood. What the hell was she thinking when she turned me into a Vampire. Sure it made Killing Voldemort far easier but now he was Immortal. What the hell was he going to do once his friends died? And Damn Rita Skeeter. Who was she to release the fact that he was the most powerful wizard alive to the general public? That stuff should stay behind locked doors.

And even excluding those who wanted a miracle there were those who blame me for the war and those who died. Hell I blame me for some. Seeing Tonks and Lupin dead was a disaster. Lupin was my last link to my parents and now it's gone. Tonks was a brilliant friend and I miss her greatly. And although the Weasleys don't blame me for their son's death out load they do so by their eyes. There ever accusing eyes, with the sadness that never fades. And so many people around the world have the same look.



Harry hears someone knock on the door to his private room. That means it's not the Weasleys or anyone close. They would just come in. And neither is it just some random. They would have been turned back by the guards. Yes he thought for the millionth time, it's sad when you need guards for your hospital stays. Curiosity got the better of him and he said, "Come in."

In walked a man. He was more worthy of being called a Lawyer than anything else. But even in his black suit there was something not quite human about him. But is any lawyer human, he thought. He laughed at his own joke. As the Lawyer got closer the in humanness got even more obvious. He had a pale skin like that of someone who has never seen the sun, Dark hair that sat perfectly flat on his perfectly shaped head. His suit seemed to be just put on and there wasn't a wrinkle on it. His body was also unmarked in anyway, like that of a newborn. Then it hit Harry. Everything about this person was normal. No scars, no distinguishing features, nothing. It was creepy.

"Who are you and what do you want? " Said Harry.
The figure smiled, "down to business I see, Harry. My name is Lindsey McDonald and I come with a proposition from the senior partners at the ...law firm, Wolfram and Hart."
Harry wonders about the pause before the words law firm but does not question it. "What would...Wolfram and Hart, was it, want with me."
Lindsey mentally punches the air. So the famous Harry Potter has never heard of Wolfram and Hart. Although not surprising, as it's a different kind of magic, hell it's even a different kind of vampire, but still he had fears with what Harry knew about the firm. He had been exploring for ways to kill Voldewhoever after all, and had gone into fields of magic untouched by wizards for years. Lindsey looked at Harry and said "Well you are just defeated the Dark Lord and we think we can help you out, for a small fee."
"In what way do I need help" Harry said.
"We at Wolfram and Hart are the most powerful Law firm in the world. In fact we own several parts of hell." Lindsey smiled at the joke. Not the joke about them owning large parts of hell, that was true, the joke that they did and Harry would have thought it was a joke."And we have vast magical resources at our disposal. We would like you to become one of those resources."
Harry smiled at the joke but the smile vanished at the last bit. "You think you can just walk in here and claim me. Even if I wanted to go the ministry has first dibs on me I'm afraid. And what would a Law firm want with me and my powers. There are plenty of wizard in the business who have more appropriate powers then me, and far more experience than me in law."
Lindsey grinned, this would be easier then he thought. "Trust me; we have a great use for your powers. And we can make it look like you never existed. Tell me, did you know there is more than one type of magic."
Harry wondered about the sudden change of topic but answered truthfully. "No."
"There are many types of magic Harry. And we have a man who specialises in a field of magic that would interest you most greatly."
" Who, and why would he interest me."
"His name is Cyrus Vail and he is the greatest expert on mind magic in the world. In all the worlds in fact. Not surprising really since he has had over 100 years to practice."
"And he would interest me how?" Harry said, mentally storing the comment "all the worlds" for latter questioning.
"He can make everyone on the planet forget something and create something in its place. A super 

memory charm as it were. And unlike the charms you wizards use this charm wont effect their memory or anything."
Although Harry had a good idea of Lindsey was implying He intended to make Lindsey say it. "And what memory could you make the whole world forget."
Lindsey's Smile reminded him of the twins just before they played a prank. "Why Harry, we could make the world forget entirely forget you and Voldemort ever existed."
Harry blinked then grinned. "And what exactly do you want me to do in return for this service."
Lindsey smiled, he'd got him. "Well this is the difficult bit. For the Charm to work to people have to remember it. You and the caster. However this is not a problem for us as what we want you to requires you to retain your memory. We want you to be our assassin."
Harry groaned. "You want me to start killing people for you."
Lindsey shook his head. "Well not often. We want you to kill these." He then though some photo's onto the bed.
They were photos of hideous creatures, Harry recognised some as the darkest kinds of Vampire but others were totally new to him. "What are these?" He said.
"These as you put it are demons."
"And no-one will remember the war."
"No one will remember either war."
"And the people killed."
"Erased from History, or died in an accident"
Harry thought about it. All those dead people. Erased from history. He shook his head. "You can't erase them all or just accidently die. Some had great achievements to their name and were too powerful to die by accident."
"We can erase most. Just shift the achievements to other people. Others like... Dumbledore isn't it, will have died of old age."
"This is a major adjustment. My parents."
Lindsey smiled "We thought you would appreciate this. Muggle car accident. Nether ever magical."
Harry thought. Lose of his father from history. He smiled. As much as he didn't like it his father would have considered it the greatest prank in History and for him to be a part of it just great. "What about written records."
"Your very careful for one your age."
"You look for Horcruxes for three years and sneak into some of the most well guarded places on the planet and see how careful you become. Well what about written records."
"Stolen copied and then modified. The Hogwarts trophies and shields as well. There will be nothing left that hints to your existents, Voldemorts existence or any war since Grindelwald. Trust us. No record is hidden from us. We have done this far more times than you can count and it has yet to fail. And we are yet to miss something."
Harry looked like he was considering it. He had actually already made his mind up and they both knew it, "And all I would have to hunt is demons."
"I didn't say that. I can tell you that all you hunt is worthy of death."
"And who is the judge of that."
"The senior partners."
"How can they judge who is worthy of death. I am not even sure Voldemort was worthy of death. What gives them the right to judge? Are they gods or something."
"Pretty much, yeah."


Whatever Harry had been expecting it wasn't that. "If their gods why do they need me."
"Cause they are not allowed to interfere."
"Why the hell not, it would have made my job a hell of a lot easier."
"If they could interfere so could evil."
Harry considered it for a moment longer. "Ok I agree. When can we do it?
"Right now."
" Do I get to say goodbye."
"What's the point? They won't remember it and do you really want to try to explain that to them."
"True, I really don't."
Lindsey handed Harry his invisibility clock. "We'll stop by Number 12, Grimmauld Place to get your stuff and then you shall vanish forever from this world."
Harry Grabbed Lindsey and said, "Don't bother going out that door," and then Apparated away.

They arrive at Number 12, Grimmauld Place and Lindsey looks around and says, "Useful way to get around but please warn me next time. God knows what could have happened."
Harry frowned, "As a wizard or almost any magic user I would have thought you would have been use to Apparation by now, or at least some form of Teleportation."
Lindsey looked at Harry and said, "first off, you wizards are the only people who can teleport with such ease. Ripping a hole in time and space, while still jumping location has nowhere near that feel. And second I am not a magic uses. I am a normal human or as you wizards call it a muggle." Or at least as normal as you can be working for Wolfram and Hart Lindsey thought.
Harry looked at him is shock. "Then how did you get into St Mungo's."
"Ah Harry you must realise that muggles can be taught to see magic."
"Oh, I never thought about that."
Harry ran into the building and grabbed what remained of his stuff and his owl. And walked outside.
He looked at Lindsey. "What about Buckbeak." He said, expecting them to have thought of him.
"You can bring him with us or he will be released into a reserve."
Harry thought about it and said "Release him if the memory charm works on him. He'll be happier."
Lindsey nodded and said, "Understood. You realise this is the last time you will see your world, and most likely the UK full stop."
Harry stopped. "I am leaving the country."
"Yes, it will be easier for you and Wolfram and Hart has less work in England. It's quiet here most of the time."
Harry nodded and shed a tear for the first time. It was all crashing down on him. He was saying goodbye to friends and adopted family and the first place that accepted him.
Lindsey looked at Harry and said, "You can still back out. You still have," he looked at his watch, "1 hour to back out but once we step off British soil there is no turning back. You understand this. This isn't something that can be turned on and off."
"It makes sense that it can't. I am ready."
Lindsey looked carefully at Harry and said "If you're sure look into the front of my mind and you will see where you need to go."
Harry said "OK" and delved into Lindsey's mind and saw the L.A. Wolfram and Hart tower of L.A. and said, "I've got it."
"Fine then let's go."
Harry looked around the country that had been his home for the past few years and said "Goodbye 

England and goodbye wizarding world." And with a Cracking noise, they were gone.

And as Harry was transported away from all that he had ever called home, history was being rewritten. Memories modified, books rewritten and stolen completely, Money being transferred between accounts, 1000's of things to do to make the world the way Harry wanted it. And Harry smiled knowing that Ginny would never remember him and their love and heart break. And Tonks and Lupin would never remember dying and coming back via the combined power of Harry and Ginny. And Sirius would never remember what was behind the veil. In the end it was bets that he and Voldemort had never existed, nor all the people that Harry couldn't save.
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A/N: So how does everyone like the start of my first story? Expect updates once a month and does anyone want to beta for me. Also do people want the chapters to be longer or shorter than this one? Please no Flames but constructive criticism is always appreciated. Also I will try to answer my my reviewers at the end of my next chapter.