Chapter 15 – A present for the Minister
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Weeks pass:
I checked my E-mail and found a notice to pick up a hackers device at the post office. I headed to London and found that they sent what looked like a big Band-Aid with a device attached. The instructions were simple so I only need a Deatheater. That happened later that evening.
The next stupid thing I did was head over to Quinto's Bookshop for some light reading to take my mind off everything. In fact I was so busy thinking about super Harry that I forgot to pay attention. The next thing I get is a tap on the shoulder and, "How is the wanted fugitive, hiding out in some dingy hideout?" The statement came with a pleasant laugh and as I turned I saw Daphne's friend Tracy.
"Err, Hi, Tracy, how are you doing?"
"Probably a lot better that you, I miss Daphne."
"Want to talk or a drink?" I asked as she didn't seem afraid of me the fugitive from Azkaban.
"Yea lets go to the café and talk, I could do with a bit of that." Tracy lead the way.
We sat outside and ordered before we got to really talking, "Look Harry I know you could not have had anything to do with that explosion if it took Daphne away from you."
"I appreciate that Tracy, I didn't and the trial was a joke I…" Tracy cut me off.
"Harry there are many people that believe that you are innocent because Malfoy is Minister and a Deatheater. He is even worse than his son who we believe has also taken the mark"
"So what has the big bad criminal been doing since his conviction?" Tracy was giggling.
"Not much really, just moping and thinking."
"Been keeping up with the Dailey Profit? Tracy inquired.
"No I…" Tracy interrupted and seemed happy to deliver the latest juicy rumors, gossip and facts.
"Well Susan was upset because her auntie, Madam Bones was fired as Head of the DMLE, Malfoy of course. Malfoy has fired over half the Ministry so you know the replacements are bound to be Deatheaters. Many of the Aurors have resigned but there again they have been replaced with suspected Deatheaters."
"Any news about Voldemort?" I inquired.
"No he is still out of sight although his Deatheaters are running around more and more."
Tracy of course didn't know but she then launched into Hogwarts rumors and who was with whom.
Lavender Brown was with Dean Thomas, Michael Corner was with Sui Lee. About that time I shot soda out of my nose, Ron Weasley is with Hermione Granger.
"Yes I know those two are a match made in hell." While Tracy was continuing with the rumors I was wondering if someone was using love potions for revenge after my stay at the Burrow and all that had happened.
We said our good byes and I walked down Oxford Street for a while as I thought about what Tracy had said.
Mopsy made a fantastic meal and I slipped into a muggle mystery book I had bought and relaxed in front of the fireplace. I was really lost in the plot when the sword suddenly appeared in my left had and I said what the manuscript directed, "Take Me!"
I had no idea were I was other it was a muggle neighborhood and there were Deatheaters firing off curses. The second thing I noticed was that the sword was glowing not brightly but enough to attract the attention of the Deatheaters. Being who they were they started sending curses at me and I of course raised my shield. I was not going to hurt the innocent, so it was take them down without collateral damage. I thought of one Deatheater speeding into another head to head, and it happened. As expected an 'Avada Kedavra' was hurled at me but with surprising results. The sword leaped out of my hand to absorb the curse and followed back to the originator its glow increased. The sword was not kind to the Deatheater as it slashed at him. I sent some curb stones at another Deatheater while dropping a compact car on two others. The next 'Avada Kedavra' again attracted the sword to it and absorb the curse. Again it increased in brightness and attacked the sender of the curse. The Deatheaters that could flee did so with port-keys. The sword returned to my left hand and disappeared. I repaired the minor damage to the compact car and returned it to its proper driveway. The injured and unconscious Deatheaters I sent to the Aurors office the dead Deatheaters I had a plan for.
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Minister of Magic's office the next morning:
The Minister Malfoy entered his office while yelling at his new DMLE head. Malfoy was not happy being awoken early in the morning especially when he was likely to get a call from the dark lord over releasing the Deatheaters that appeared in the Aurors office. While he could order the Auror and his secretary to keep quiet he had no control over the pictures that arrived at the Quibbler and Dailey Profit's office. The pictures showed the dead Deatheaters sitting in the Ministers office with Deatheaters masks and robes. The sign behind them was a bit upsetting. "Malfoy, Please return these idiots to your Master the Dark Lord with the complements of the "SWORD MASTER".
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The hidden hideout of Voldemort, i.e. Riddle Manor:
"Malfoy! 'Crucio', What is the meaning of this, who is this "Sword Master?" hissed Voldemort.
"Master, I…"
'Crucio'
"Now I want you to find this "Sword Master" and I want those troops released to me so I can show my displeasure. It was a simple kill a muggle night and one person takes out ten of my troops, UNACCEPTABLE! Don't fail me Malfoy, get out now!"
"Yes My Lord."
"Bella!"
"Yes My Lord?"
"I want you to send twenty troops to Privet Drive in three days and I want death and destruction. I know Potter is no longer there but it may send a message, I want whole sale slaughter in the whole muggle area. Put Macnair in charge I have another assignment for you Bella."
"Yes My Lord."
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I had little to do these days, no school, no Daphne and like a fly drawn to the flame I was back on Oxford street and Quinto's Bookshop buying a couple of muggle mystery books. I had just finished "Death on the Nile" and I wanted to get more of the authors works.
"Well are you not a creacher of habit? Tracy laughed.
"Do you live here Tracy?"
"No but I like the café and its nice to sit in the sun and watch the world go by, besides I have a friend with me. Come buy us a drink and let's chat."
I trusted Tracy as she was the best friend of Daphne and was a half blood having a muggle father. Her being in Slytherin was odd but who am I to judge. So when I saw Susan Bones sitting at our usual table at the café I did not panic, much.
"Hi Harry how you doing these days." Susan smiled and my hormones said hello.
"Not scared of a convinced felon." I asked.
"No you have a knack to get into trouble but blowing up twenty people is not your style. I think you will find that most at the school think like that. Well not the Slytherins of course." We all had a laugh at that.
The conversation moved to different topics as everyone but me had graduated and were into something or another. Tracy was always the frank or direct mouth and she proved it once again, "So Harry how's your love life these days?"
"None, Not Happening I will never have long distant relationship it's not in the cards."
"So you are the love em and leave em", Susan laughed.
"Not really it's the way things are, the fates have determined that I can't have a long distant relationship. Besides most girls want a family and I am out of luck there also; fate's a cruel bitch."
Tracy was a little like Ron and had a foot in mouth problem and at this time I got a little pissed and opened mine.
"What did you lose you manhood?" Tracy laughed.
I replied without really thinking but who cared, "No its there and fully functioning except I shoot blanks. I have also been told from a very reliable source that I will out live everyone we know and then some. Some kind of life watching your wife die of old age while you press on for another hundred years." I got up and started walking back to the Leakey Cauldron. At least I had my mystery books to keep me company.
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Hogwarts, Headmasters office:
"Now we must see if we can find Harry, he is important to our cause and to…"
Beep, beep, beep came from one of the silver instruments that Dumbledore had not eliminated, lost or destroyed.
"What is that Abus?" Professor Victor asked.
"Order of the Phoenix we are needed at Privet Drive the Deatheaters are attacking."
Dumbledore's dark mark monitor of the area was still active even if ignored for a long time.
Albus Dumbledore was shocked upon arrival to see one person and a sword against twenty Deatheaters. The Deatheater were losing horribly. The individual was glowing behind a shield and the sword was emitting a bright light and as it attacked it grew brighter. Dumbledore was stunned as he watched the sword eat unforgivable curses while the man was using items in the area to stun or kill the Deatheaters. A mail box was uprooted and slammed into the Deatheaters. Stone from the curb were hurled and small items like water sprinklers became lethal flying objects. Dumbledore was astounded how the man could do all this and still control the sword that was slicing and decapitating Deatheaters while eating the unforgivable curses. Suddenly the man noticed that the order had arrived and while grabbing several dead Deatheaters he disappeared. Albus noticed that his people had anti apparition and anti port-key wards in place by the time the man disappeared. This man need to be found and inducted into the order of the phoenix.
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A junky for mystery books again had me in Quinto's Bookshop. I had used the Hackers band-aid stuff on the Deatheaters and mailed it off. I had dumped the bodies on Minister Malfoy's desk . I had suddenly realizes after the last couple of attacks that I am more powerful than any one or a group. I now know why Death said do nothing, if the people can't handle the Deatheater problem then they need to die. Waiting for hero's or governments to protect you is suicide. If they can't handle the peons how do they handle the dictators? As powerful as I have become I could be a dictator, the people needed to take care of the problems and not sit by and watch and hope some one would take care of their problems. Hogwarts and the children were another story, death was to come to children killers and molesters should they attack Hogwarts.
So with my now brilliant understanding of how stupid I am, I headed back to Oxford Street. The world could take care of its own problems. I had some books to buy.