Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter J.K Rowling does

Lord Voldemort was happy, yes he was very happy. Lucius and Nott had taken a few of the new recruits and went to the Potter boy's family. There was absolutely no protection at all; no Order members or any wards whatsoever. They had taken their time and tortured the three filthy muggles until they minds were completely destroyed then they killed them and displayed their body's outside of the house.

There was something else though that was bothering him, when he went to the house to inspect his followers handiwork he found that when he tried to search for any of the blood wards that were supposed to be there, there were none instead he found wards to deplete a magical core and wards to cause one's mental ability to diminish, it really boggled his mind as to why Dumbledore had done that. He sent a spell to destroy the house and apparated back to his manor. He sat on his throne deep in thought he hoped that the murder of the family would have a negative effect on the boy as he needed the boy to get the prophecy.

Harry Potter looked up from his brooding after hearing the voice of the one man he hated above all. Albus Dumbledore was looking at him with that damn twinkling eye and a smug look on his face.

"Harry my boy you should not be outside at a time like this, Voldemort and his death eaters could be on you at any second."

"Hello professor, you see I am not worried about him, I am more worried about you and your lackeys or did you somehow forget that Molly tried to poison us." Harry glared at him.

"Harry, Harry that was just a small misunderstanding. You should learn to forgive and forget." Dumbledore said still smiling.

By now a crowd had slowly gathered to see what was the commotion going on between the headmaster and the boy who lived. Remus and Hermione had been scouting out the area while Harry talked with the headmaster. They found Kingsley and Moody in the crowd with their wands out.

Dumbledore then tried to play his trump card "Also Harry it is with deep regret that I inform you that your relatives were murdered last night by Death Eaters. That is why it is imperative that you come with me for your own safety. Also with your hearing coming up soon it would be wise for you to stay at the Weasleys."

By now the crowd was listening with bated breath. Most of them had believed the Daily Prophet about how Dumbledore was going senile and how Harry was going mad by saying Voldemort was back.

"Well professor I am not sorry that my relatives are dead as they abused me my whole life, I believe that you are the one who left me there. Also where I am currently residing is quite safe I so I don't think I will be going to stay at the Weasleys. Also I don't think I would want to stay at a home were its occupants are likely to feed me love potions." Harry said that out loud and got the desired effect as the crowd gasped and started muttering among themselves about what he just said.

Dumbledore frowned and knew that people would start asking questions about what the boy said and needed to get the boy out of there soon before he messes things up more. He motioned for Moody and Kingsley to take down Harry.

Harry and Hermione spotted this and immediately looked for a way out. As they started moving through the crowd with Remus following behind them they did a few minor wandless hexes to Kingsley and Moody which caused them to mess their pants and start to vomit. Immediately the crowd panicked and the three of them ran for it towards the Leaky cauldron. On their way there they were stopped by none other than Rita Skeeter.

"Ah young Harry so good to see you, tell me what you said about the headmaster is it all true." Her quill speeding across the parchment, she looked up at Hermione before smirking and saying "I am registered now so you can't do anything to me."

Hermione looked furious at this before getting a bright idea "Very impressive Rita and yes everything Harry said is true. Tell me Rita how much is the Prophet paying you, I don't suppose it is much, how about you work for us on the sly. You just have to stop printing crap about Harry and me and maybe print more crap on Dumbledore, I am sure we can come up with a good price."

Rita looked skeptical at first but she changed her mind when Hermione said slyly "I am sure Harry will be able to give you an exclusive interview as well as the gold."

Rita immediately perked up at this and her eyes glazed over at what she could buy with the extra gold " very well Miss Granger I am sure we can come up with a fee, we will speak later."

With that Rita left probably thinking about ways to spend the gold and ways to bring down Dumbledore.

Harry looked at Hermione in awe "I love you"

Hermione just gave him a smug look before they were interrupted by Remus "ah hem before you start shagging in public, would it not be better for us to back to Sirius, I am sure you could find a quite room there."

Both teens blushed before Harry got back at him "yes Remus I'm sure you only care about our wellbeing and do not want to get home to find Tonks and just shag her brains out."

Remus just huffed and walked out of the alley and into the cauldron to apparate away, Harry and Hermione holding in there laughter followed shortly after.

As they were joyfully apparated an old man apparated away felling the exact opposite. Yes, Albus Dumbledore was pissed. The boy who was so easily manipulated before was now defying him, once he looked up to him as a hero figure now he doesn't even give a damn about what he says. The Weasleys were right, Harry was different and Albus Dumbledore did not like different, he needed the boy to be weak and pathetic. All throughout his musing he did not realize that he had apparated to Hogsmead and walked to Hogwarts and was now feeling quite exhausted. He looked around for that fool Hagrid to help him but he was no were to be found so he struggled on and finally arrived at his office. He staggered to his throne like chair and collapsed into it, he summoned a house elf for some hot chocolate and sat back and thought of ways to get Harry back under his control. After sipping his drink for a while he had a brain wave. He immediately got out some parchment, quill and ink and penned a letter. He summoned another elf and sent him to deliver it and then he sat back with a smug look on his face thinking that soon Harry would be under his command.

Meanwhile Harry and Hermione had apparated a block away so as to see if anyone was watching the building. Finding none they went inside. As they entered Harry looked towards Sirius's mothers portrait, it was still closed and had not opened from the time she spoke to him. Curious as to why that happened Harry pulled apart the threadbare curtains covering the portrait and looked at the woman there. She just looked at him with a curious face but with fear in her eyes. "Why do you fear me?"

She looked at him before speaking in a rather calm voice "you have been touched by death, you and your girlfriend. I can see it in your soul also you are a dark wizard and I like that."

Harry and Hermione looked at her in shock at what she had just said. Hermione asked her quizzically before asking "how do you see that death has touched us?"

"Foolish girl, I am dead, I have seen death such I see him in you. I must warn you though, you do not play with death, he must surely have a plan for you and it would be wise for you to follow it." And with that she shut her curtains and kept silent.

Both teens deep in thought stepped into the kitchen and saw Remus sitting close to Tonks chatting and Sirius sitting opposite them eating. Tonks noticed them come in and said rather joyfully "hey guys, Remus was just telling us what Dumbledore tried to do. Also how you sorted out Skeeter Hermione, pretty cool."

The two sat down next to Sirius and asked him if anyone from the Oder had come over while they were gone. He replied that no one had come and most likely the house wards had banished them from the house even though Dumbledore had it under the fidelius charm.

While sitting there Harry asked Sirius quizzically "Sirius now that Dumbledore wants me to be under his control wont he use you as a tool, I mean wont he tell the ministry were you are."

Sirius laughed at him "yes he could d that but the old man did not count on you escaping from his manipulations. You see I told him that the whole Order including him had to take a magical oath not to say anything about my ware bouts. So now he can't do anything about it." And with that they sat an enjoyed a good lunch chatting away.

Lord Voldemort was sitting on his throne musing about his plans to take over the world. He had decided that the plans to release his followers from Azkaban would be moved up and should be done in a week's time. Suddenly a there was a knock on the door, he bade them enter and hoped that they had brought him some good news or they would feel his wrath. Wormtail came in cowering in fear, he knelt before him and gave him a letter saying that a house elf popped in and gave it without saying anything. Voldemort was intrigued, no one had ever sent him a letter as he had many protections around and no one knew where he was. He cautiously opened the letter and when he saw what was written there he laughed with glee, his laughter sent shivers down the backs of all his followers. He summoned a group of followers and took one look at the loopy writing on the parchment knowing that the world would soon be under his rule.

Night came quickly at Grimauld Place. Its inhabitants had sat in the kitchen chatting and planning away at what to do regarding different matters. After questioning Tonks they realized that she did not know when she had been put under control by the potion and only vaguely remembered what happened during the time she was under Dumbledore's control.

Throughout the whole time they sat there talking Hermione had a rather bad feeling that she had forgotten something but she pushed it aside and carried on not thinking about it. Just then an explosion occurred at the kitchen door. It was so powerful that it knocked out all those in the kitchen before they could react.

Pain that was what Harry Potter felt, his head throbbed like mad and when he tried to get up he found that his hands and legs were bound. He opened his eyes slowly and saw that the others had been bound as well and were just getting up. He turned and saw four death eaters sitting on chairs watching him.

"Well well well Harry Potter and company, how nice to meet you."

This chapter was hell to write as nothing was coming right but hopefully the next one will be better.

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