Ok. Third chapter. WOOT!
Also, I got no good reviews on this chapter and one bad one. I thank athenakitty and Vellouette for their reviews. This chapter is to you guys.
Also, this is going to be a super Harry fic.
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"Talking"
"YELLING"
"Thinking, writing, visions, and famous stuff"
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. If I did I would not be living with my parents.
AN: I do own all plots and characters I make though.
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Archangel
Chapter 3
WARNING: very dark chapter. It is rated M for a reason. No bashings.
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James Pov
As the sun rose, a feeling of apprehension came over me. "We are getting rid of Harry today." I thought morosely. I went into the bathroom to take a shower. After that I dressed and made my way downstairs to breakfast. As I ate my toast and fruit I started thinking "Something's not right. Why not give Harry to Sirius, or the Longbottoms. Something is not adding up." As I finished my breakfast, I made my way to the floo and from there, to Gringotts.
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As I waited in line for the next teller, I realized that there was no reason to keep him from the wizarding world. He was the Potter heir after all. But ass I continued to let my thoughts drift, I also realized that Harry may get jealous of his brother. "Sigh… what's a parent to do." I muttered.
"NEXT" The goblin yelled out. Apparently the line moved quicker than I thought t would. I hurried up o the counter and made my decision.
"Good morning master goblin." I said in a serious tone. "I would like to make a linked, monthly deposit account from the Potter family vault to the bank account of Petunia Dursley Ne Evans. This link is to only go for as long as she takes good care of Harry James Potter who shall be left in her care until his eleventh birthday. I would also like to verify and set that as long as the Potter heir Harry James Potter is able, he shall remain next in line for the title of Lord Potter. And when I am no longer to have the title of Lord Potter, the title shall go to him."
The goblin looked up at me after writing all of my demands and said "It will take some time to put this through Mister Potter. If you would please follow me to the contract room, we shall set up the things that you have requested."
It took about thirty minutes for all of the paperwork to be drawn up, and during those thirty minutes I was sitting on a wooden bench that was obvious not made for comfort. When the forms were placed in front of me the goblin said "Please read over the contracts and see if they are up to your standards." As I read through the stack of papers I realized that there were no loopholes anywhere on either contract.
I looked up to the goblin and said "Thank you master goblin. The work on these contracts is excellent."
The goblin grinned at the compliment and said "Thank you lord Potter. Now all you have to do is sign with this blood quill to make the contract binding." The goblin handed me the quill and I signed it quickly so that the cuts in my hand would not be as bad. As I handed the quill back to the goblin he told me that the contract would be filed in the hour in both Gringotts and the ministry so that it was magically binding and Magic itself would be the guardian of the contracts. With that I thanked the goblin and headed home, nervous about what I would have to do to my oldest later today.
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Lily Pov
I woke up in an empty bed with the suns warm rays surrounding me. "James must have gone to Gringotts already." I thought. "Looks like I better get up and write that letter for Petunia." I mumbled. As I got out of bed and did my normal morning rituals I started thinking about what I would put in the letter. With these thoughts a nasty grin spread across my face followed by some soft, yet dark, laughter. When I finished I got to work on writing that letter. As I wrote, I knew that I did not have to check on Edward, after all, the house elves look after him when I don't feel like it or am just to busy.
After I finished the letter, I sealed it up and put it on the desk. (AN: you will find out what it says later.)
As I put the letter in the desk I heard the floo open up and I knew that it was time to get rid of the brat once and for all.
Harry Pov
Mommy came into my room today and put all my toys and clothes in a box. Why did she do that? I like my toys. Then she came back and said something about away. Does that mean we are going on vacation? I like the beach, can we go there? Mommy has a mean grin on her face now. I want daddy. He's always nice. I'm getting tired now. I want to take a nap and my diaper needs changing. We are going into the fireplace now. I wonder where that will take us. Daddy takes me from mommy's arms. I like daddy. He smells like a dear. We apperate to the front of a stupid house. It looks ugly. I want to go home now. I am hungry. I want my diaper changed.
James Pov
I looked up at the home that Harry would be put in for the next ten years. I looked down at Harry and smiled. He was wiggling around and acting grumpy. "He must need his diaper changed." I thought. I pulled out my wand and cast a simple diaper changing spell, as well as a cleaning spell and an air freshener spell. After this harry looked happier but unhappy that we were taking him to this horrid house. As we reached the doorway Lily rung the door bell and after a minute of waiting, Petunia answered the door.
"What do you two want?" She snarled with a voice that sounded like shattered glass. "If you need money I won't give you any."
At this point Lily spoke up. "Dearest big sister, we need you to look after Harry here and raise him until he turns eleven. Our other son became famous and we need to give all of our attention to him." Lily said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
Petunias face flushed with pure fury spoke in a deadly whisper. "And why would I do that Lily. I thought you loved being a mother. Why push off one of your brats onto me?!"
Lily smiled sweetly and responded "Because you get a lot of money every month for raising him and it is only till he is eleven. I even have a letter here for you that explains everything." She said giving a letter to Petunia.
Petunia stood there for a few moments in thought, looking us over before speaking. "Very well. I will take the brat. But if he does anything freakish, he his out of here. Do you understand!?"
Lily and I nodded. I looked down at Harry who had fallen asleep during the conversation. I handed him over to Petunia before saying "I will also be adding safety wards for protection."
I had pulled my wand out while I was talking and watched as Petunia paled before she muttered "Very well, but do it quick!" With that, she slammed the door and I set off to set the wards. If I had looked at Lily's face at that moment, I would have seen a malicious smirk that promised pain to anyone who got in her way.
Petunia Pov
"DAMN IT!" I thought. "HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME? I DON'T EVEN LIKE MAGIC!" With this in thought I opened the letter and read. A smirk made its way onto my face as I finished the letter. "Maybe this won't be so bad after all. I will have to wait until Vernon gets home, but I will just have to wait and see." With that, I pushed the little freak into the broom cupboard and went to do the dishes.
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Vernon Pov
"Damn it. I lost another sale today. And to top it off, I heard some freakish people talking about those Potter freaks as well. 'Sigh', now I have to go home and do paperwork." I murmured to myself as I drove home. As I pulled up into the driveway, I got a very uneasy feeling, like I passed through an electric field or something. I got out of the car, walked up to the front door, and opened it up to my wife's smiling… "She's not smiling. Something's wrong." I thought. "What's wrong pet?" I asked in concern. "Did something bad happen today?"
She looked at me and said something that made fear grip my heart. "The freak Potters dropped off one of their children for us to take care of for the next ten years. We are getting paid one thousand pounds a week (AN: 100 galleons) to take care of the brat. They will come and get him on his eleventh birth day. But before we do anything, you should read this letter my sister left."
I took the letter from Petunia, still filled with rage at what she decided, and read the letter
Dear Petunia,
Do what you like with the brat. I don't care for him and since James set up that continuous account deposit it doesn't matter what you do with the little brat.
Sincerely
Lily.
My face filled with glee. "So we don't even have to let the freak stay in our house. We can just get rid of him and we still get money?"
My wife looked up smiling and said "Yes Vernon. We can just toss the little freak anywhere. Heck, we could toss it in a river and just say he ran away." She smirked at her own malicious idea.
"Good idea pet. Just leave everything to me. I'll take care of everything. By the way, where is the whelp?" she pointed to the broom cupboard. I opened it up and saw a tear streaked face. "Pathetic. The little beast is trying to make me feel sorry for it. Well to bad." I thought to my self. "I'll be back in an hour or two." I told my wife while picking up the thing.
"Ok Vernon. I will have dinner ready by then." She replied. With that I walked out the front door, got in the car, threw the little thing into the other seat and drove off to the Thames. I knew once he was in there, no one would find him.
Magic Pov
Stupid Dursleys; they think that they can get away with murdering a baby and getting money that is meant for his care. Stupid humans. The contract stated that they would only get money if he was taken well cared for. I will alert the goblins that the contract has been broken. Stupid humans, you shall receive your dues in time.
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I finally stopped at a slightly wooded area on the bank of the Thames that had a bridge going over it. I got out of the car and opened the trunk. I pulled out a bed sheet that I had bought earlier in the week, and some rope I always leave in there. I looked around and saw a rather heavy looking rock a couple of feet away. I went back to the front of the car and pulled the little freak out. I placed him on the unfolded sheet and started wrapping him up. The little shits started crying so I smacked the little heathen. He stopped crying immediately. I finished wrapping the cloth around it and tied it off with rope. I then tied the other end around the rock and started walking towards the bridge with the brat under one arm and the rock under the other.
Eventually I got to the center of the bridge, the Thames rushing bellow me. The brat is crying again, but I don't care. I will send this abomination to the pits of hell. With that final thought I tossed the creature and the rock over the side of the bridge. I watched it fall end splash into the water. "Done with that. Now I wonder what Petunia is making for dinner." I mumbled to myself as I walked back to my car, not looking back once at what I had done.
Harry Pov
I was crying. I don't like this thing I am in. it is small and dark in here. I am floating now and falling. I hit something. It's cold AND WET. I DON'T LIKE THIS! I CANT BREATH! MAKE IT STOP!! MOMMY, DADDY, SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!
Michaels' Pov
I was flying over the Thames near London when I felt it. I flinched at the feeling of desperation and fear, but what scared me the most was the fact that this prayer had traces of Grace in it. I started flying as fast as I could to where I heard the distress. When I got there, I saw a sack underwater struggling. "No." I thought. I plunged into the river, praying that I was not too late.
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I hated writing this chapter. It was so depressing and sad. NO MORE DEATH SCENES… I hope.
Ok. Sirius and Remus will appear in the next chapter. I have it all planned out… well most of it. Anyways:
1. The Dursleys are going to get gifts that are absolutely to DIE for.
2. Lily and James are going to get a smack down.
3. Harry will not be discovered missing until his eleventh B-day.
IMPORTANT! What color should Harrys wings be, Gold or White, or Silver? Can also be another color, but it is unlikely. (Will appear in the next chapter.)
Please review. By now,
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