Chapter 3

Meanwhile, back in Harry's home universe, Hermione and Neville were making plans to get Harry back. "Okay people, this is what we know, Harry disappeared and none of our enemies did it. They're not that stupid." She said.

"I checked with my contacts in America and they haven't seen him." Said Neville.

"What about Jade?"

"No," said Daphne. "None of our contacts seen him." Hermione sighed.

"I guess we'll have to contact Dr. Diggers and see if he can help find Harry." She said.

"Right!" So they did.

Meanwhile Harry was in the office of the minister of magic. He was sitting down with his feet on the minister's desk. "Mr. Potter," he said. "Nice to meet you, I'm…"

"Cornelius Fudge; minister of magic for Britain." Said Harry, "well good on you. What do you want, a ribbon?"

"Mr. Potter, we'd like for you to help us against 'He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named'."

"And basically be thrown in Azkaban while you and Dumbledore take all the glory right? What's stopping me from leaving this office?"

"I have dementors guarding this office."

"Really dementors?" Harry opened his hoodie revealing a pair of guns on his hips and under his arms. "Good thing I got insurance huh?"

"Then I'll…"

"See my necklace? Do you see the pendant on my necklace?" There was a glowing gem on it. "This is a soul gem, I die I come back WORSE than Voldemort! Now, still think your dementors can stop me?" Fudge gulped, hard.

"Maybe we got off on the wrong foot."

"We were never on the right foot. We were on the wrong foot when your great and powerful wizard pulled me from my home universe! Now, you want Voldemort as worm food, like I said; What's In It For Me?"

"What do you want?"

"A way home, that the first thing I want. Immunity and full control of everything that's going on in the fight. You want me to fight him? I'm Calling The Shots!"

"But…"

"But What? You Asked And I'm Not Even Finished."

"Alright, continue."

"I want to do it like this; Riddle's Inner Circle are the most vicious Dark Lords and Ladies ever right?" Fudge nodded, "okay." He pulled out a deck of cards, "there 13 members of his inner circle. I shall leave one of these cards on the member I take them down and by taking them down, I mean, kill them. No remorse, agreed?"

"Agreed, but I want 'You-Know-Who'!"

"No, I'm delivering him to Amelia Bones personally. I also want compensation for the inner circle. Say a 1000 galleons per member and 10000 for Riddle?" Fudge gulped this was going to ruin him.

"Deal, but I want…"

"Proof? Okay, also I don't want Umbridge anywhere near me or my team when we are working. As a matter of fact I see her, the deal's off."

"Agreed."

"Okay, I want Madame Bones as my go between with the Ministry so that means that she can not be fired as head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. If she is, deal's off." Fudge was panicking inside now, he wanted control of the DMLE but he also wants Harry's help.

"A-Agreed."

"That should be all, for now. Oh yeah, I want you to talk to Dumbledore and get him to agree to the deal. I don't care how you do it just get him to agree."

"It'll be done Lord Potter."

"Thank you Minister Fudge. Now see we can act civilized."

TBC