The last few months brought Harriet from the little cupboard under the stairs and a hard unbearable life and relatives who hated her in a manor with more rooms she could bother to count, and she didn't had to clean any of them,gardens she could get lost walking for hours without passing the same path twice, and she didn't had to be the gardener, a kitchen that could fit the Dursley's house in it, and she also didn't have to clean, four to five meals a day,which she didn't had to cook and beg or steal to feed herself,a bedroom with her own private bathroom,that could fit Dursley's old bathroom twice, her own walk in closet and so many things most of the people she knew they could literally sacrifice their lives to have them. But it didn't matter. Nothing was going to get her attention from her family. Her real family she had decided. The truth about her parents had given her a strength she never knew she had inside her. It also woke up a dark vicious hate for the murderer he cursed her with such a miserable childhood.
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When she had seen the old man entering the hospital room she had run up to him and when she demanded answers he give them all. Magic was real. She was a witch and apparently not any witch. She was indeed the daughter of two powerful people. The man
in the corner with the absolute bored expression was her father. He was a Lord something and he was in a coma for the last seven years after the attack on their family home. That's why he hadn't come to take her earlier from that hellhole. Her
mother died in the nursery in front of her cot protecting her, and then when that bastardGrindelwald tried to kill Her but somehow she survived and he didn't. Or that's what he told her but for some reason he seemed uncertain. He then continue
answering her questions. She was asking for general information for the magical world as she was observing the man in the corner. His bored expression was fooling everyone around but she knew it was a mask. She had the same expression when she
was ready to boil her emotions out. It was a very safe survival mode from her life in the Dursley's, but maybe she had inherited it from him. So how could be the best way to approach him? He was obviously a very private person so she needed everyone
to go. She was a very private person too and she really didn't want any witnesses if what she was going to attempt was a failure. The old man in front of her had sensed her dilemma and he had everyone out of the room in minutes.
As soon the room had only the two of them Harriet just run and collapsed in the mans knees crying. She was leaving out everything she had suffered all this years and the man, her father,no that didn't sound right he was her dad, her daddy, only for
herself, he took her in his arms and his hug was tight,she didn't mind at all, she felt a warmth spreading through her body while he whispered in her ear. She was safe.
It didn't take long for him to take her in the Manor and then she met her grandad and her great grandma, she wasn't getting bored at all listening to their praise of every little thing she did. She was a private person yes but for some reason she
had absolutely no problem to be herself . All the things the Dursley's took from her, her childhood,her trust,her innocence her happiness,were being borne into her again along with other things like how nice she felt the mornings when she could
sleep as long as she wanted and how she had three people checking on her well being all the time, or the filing of acceptance. She wasn't a freak and an abomination any more. She was a prized little princess. From every side they could see her
her family couldn't find one little thing wrong with her. Not the way her hair seemed to corporate with her only some days, not the way she could ask very inappropriate questions, that for some reason made her father groan and her grandad laugh,as
her great grandma could give her what her dad considered very inappropriate answers. The best of it was her hours with her dad. He talked about the magical world with her for hours. He could tell her legends about their Bloodline. He could travel
her back in time with his storytelling. They spoke about her mother too. He told her how her mother was the only woman he ever got his attention. How brilliant and kind she could be and how vicious she could get at times of need. He always avoided
to speak about how their relationship was developed when Harriet could ask, so she didn't press the matter, she knew all her life her mother was dead but he knew it only few months and maybe he wasn't ready to speak about this things,he could
probably never be, so she decided to ask her grandad only for him to send him back to her dad smiling. She gone to the only person in the house that probably knew some information and was always willing to share dirty secrets to could
remember that dinner for the rest of her life. They were on the dinner table having dessert when Harriet asked " What was moms favourite dessert?" A slow half sad half amusing smile appeared in everyone's face, "Your mother liked everything except
anything green. She refused to eat anything that had a green colour. She never told me why."her dad said. The other two laughed and her grandma took a look fool of mirth. "Your father was trying to fool her for months to eat something green even
change the colour with magic when she was pregnant with you, but he never managed to convince her, but every time he could lose she could remind him about that time she left him naked in the classroom after he tried to seduce her the night before.
It's a very funny story it started when your dad decided he was going to sleep with his underage student after a Christmas party," she paused for a second looking everyone's expressions. Tom was going red from embarrassment Tommas was going red
trying to hold his laughter to his sons embarrassment and failing, and Harriet was looking at her dad with some kind of twisted pride and amazement. Like he was a great hero. She then continued "Your dad met your mom in a Dog Show they had a one
night stand and then she left him before he woke up then a few months later they met again at a company party and they had their fun again before she left him once again before he woke up. Then he became professor at his old school and she was
head girl." A annoyed tap cut her and Tom stud up and said " Harriet come I think it's time for more appropriate story now " Harriet's giggles filed the room but she stood up anyway "But I like inappropriate stories dad!" A loud groan could be
heard coming from the hallway and a giggle fainted slowly as daughter and father got lost in the history of magic.
Harriet was learning about the wizardry community with a speed that left her father beaming with pride. Of course she wasn't allowed to use his wand to practice magic but he tried to teach her how to use her accident magic at will, it was hard but
according to him she was foo great. Harriet had a feeling that if she turned up for breakfast having blown up half of London with her magic he still could be proud, she liked that, her family was nice and good and crazy and inappropriate but it
was hers.
It was the going back to school that brought some minor argument but she really wanted to go to school. Her family insisted she should be home schooled until her Hogwarts letter came Harriet wanted to go to a school were she could become a star student
without the Dursley's taking away from her the chance to prove how much better than anyone she was. Her logic won at the end of course. She was going to be a student at the small school near the village. No one from the Riddle family had ever
gone to the public school so that was going to bring all the attention to her. And she needed to be at the centre of the attention so she could get used to it by the time she was going to Hogwarts.
The title the wizardry world had given her was The Girl Who Lived. She was famous for something she couldn't even remember. She needed to get used to the attention she was going to receive from her peers and she had to make sure she developed her
manipulation skills to perfection,at this point she had won her dads approval. So as September came Harriet started school. It was just like she had predicted it to be. And all her plans were coming out nicely. Her only problem was that stupid
idea to share some classes with some children from magic families. They were stack up snobs with nothing better to do that gossip and broadcasting how pure blooded they were. Also they were licking her ass non stop. She absolutely hated them.
Except Drago. She absolutely adored him. He was a snob yes, but he didn't gossip and he wasn't trying to lick the ground she walked in. He was also so easy to make angry! And he was always there when she had the most crazy ideas just as she was
there for his. They were a weird pair of friends. They could end up from playing some chess to chasing the albino peacocks to steal their feathers and then storming in the library leavening trails of mud everywhere in the Malfoy Manor to
find a book so one of them could prove the other wrong and then kicked the shit out of each other only to end up in the kitchen eating and laughing with black eyes bloody noses scrapped knees with mud on their clothes. Narcica loved it, Lucius
was jealous,his father never let him have that and Tom was afraid. She kept coming home from the Malfoy boy like she had been in a war but she was always so happy and the story's of her adventures had her magic healing her with a glow he couldn't
stop looking at amazed. Her eyes were the darkest emeralds sparkling with happiness. He was afraid his daughter was just like Lily powerful and fearless until her death. He knew he was going to live forever and he knew he was going to see her
gone at some point in her far far away future, but according to Dumbledore's suspicions and valid information Grindelwald was somehow alive, which meant he was going to come back, according to Dumbledore's information he had already attempted
twice,each time leaving him a bit stronger than the last, and he was coming for Harriet. And he couldn't,wouldn't allow him to take Harriet. His Little Fearless Dark Princess. He just hopped she had more time to grow some fear before he came back,
maybe then she couldn't jump head in with the first stupid idea it popped in her head. He was also proud she had managed to give the Malfoy boy a black eye more than once, at least she could pack a punch if she was in need of it.
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The years passed fast too fast for Tom's liking. They were having breakfast when a Hogwarts owl flew and dropped a letter in her plate. The letter was here and she had made it clear she wanted to go and he couldn't convince her to get her private
tutoring. She was leaving him and he was angry. He had tried everything, manipulation didn't do it on her, bribery didn't do it ether because she never asked for expensive things and how could he tell her no,anyway when she was all daddy this
and daddy that. He was angry she was leaving him. What was he going to do now? How could he spent his days on his own?
Harriet was jumping up and down as he was getting ready to take her in the Alley. He had managed to make her wait until her birthday until he took her for her school supplies. He ordered her school supplies and books with an owl and the only thing
left now was her school uniform and her wand. With the uniform purchased they made their way to Ollivander's for her wand. It was a small dusty shop and wile they were waiting for the man Harriet was looking around in curiosity. "Miss Riddle.
I was sure I was going to meet you soon. Come come let's find you your wand my dear." Harriet almost jumped out of her skin and Tom let a smirk watching her. It took ages until they found her wand. Harriet destroyed half the shop before Ollivander
looked at Tom murmured something and made his way all the way to the back of the shop to bring out a dusty old box. It was 11" long made by Holy and it had a Phoenix core. Ollivander was impressed. "Miss Riddle try this!" Harriet took the
wand in her hand and as soon as she touched it the shop was filed with the most beautiful glow. "This is the one, right sir?" "Yes indeed it is my dear. But curious how curious. " "What is so curious sir?" "The wand in your hand has the same
cores from the the Phoenix he give the core for your Fathers wand. This haven't happened before you know. It's not common for a child to have a wand similar to their parents but it hadn't been heard a child and a parent to have brother wands
before! This is a very powerful wand Miss Riddle. It can do great things. But be aware my child, great thing are not always good things." At this point he give a very disapproving look at Tom. Tom payed for the wand and they were in their
way back home. Before they left the Alley Harriet dragged him to the Pet shop. She was between a very chatty snake and a cat when she suddenly turned and came face to face with a snowy white owl. The look of pure love filed both owl and child
and she came home with them. She was a nasty bird but she loved Harriet and that was all it metered to him.
September the first was there and he was standing in front the Red Hogwarts Expres with the Malfoys and the Greengras waiting to send his little baby away. Maybe he could go and find some new Artefact. A legendary woman's jewellery perhaps? Yes
that was it. He was going to find a tiara for when his baby came back for the Yule. It could be a fitting present for his Little Dark Princess.
Harriet was fuming. That stupid idiot Drago. She was going to kill him. She dragged her trunk trying to find an empty seat, how could he make fun on the muggle borns like that. Why she had never noticed his hate for anything not pure blooded?
He was out of her friends non existent list. She didn't need someone like Dundley for friend. As soon as he saw a bushy haired girl that was obviously a muggle born he was up to his high horse and he insulted her making her run away crying.
So Harriet left him with his other stuck up friends and she left to find an other seat. She ended up with a redhead boy from the Weasley family. She had heard all about them and how the other pure blood families had them in the list with the
other blood traitors. It was perfect really. He wasn't a snob and he was an amazing chess player. He also had a lot to say about flying andquidditch. Harriet lovedquidditch. Just as much she loved flying. Her dad had a heart attack
every time he saw her flying doing every crazy trick she could think of. She was banned from flying after she broke her legs and had to spend hours been lectured about safety wile she had her legs magically healed.
After a few hours they were at Hogwarts and Harriet was waiting her turn to be sorted. The muggle born girl Drago had insulted was in Grifindor and Drago was a Slytherin, Ron was after her and she was in a bit of a dilemma. Her mom was a Grifindor,
her dad was a Slytherin and the last known Lord Slytherin. Were did she belonged? It had never come up in a conversation in her home and now she regretted not asking what her dad thought. But she didn't have time to debate anymore as her name
was called and everyone in the great hall was looking at her. Drago had bed half his yearly pocket money she was going to be a Grifindor. It was worth it to be a Slytherin only to make him lose. She sat on the stool and the old hat covered
her eyes. "Hmmm I see power, yes,yes you could be great if you wanted to be , just like your father. But I see courage and power feeding from your love. Where to put you, I wonder." "Mister Hat I think Slytherin is the best choice for me.
" "well if you are sure I don't see why not. Good luck Little Lady SLYTHERIN " the table with the green colours broke in cheering and clapping.
Classes were amazing. Except History Of Magic. And when they had to suffer once a month having professorQuirrell, when Professor Lupin could leave once a month. She loved potions and Professor Snape was never snippy or rude to her. Professor
Mcgonagall was always giving her tight lipped smiles every time she could be the first one to finish her assessments. She loved Astronomy even if it meant she had to stay up so late at night. She wasn't great at charms but it was the only
class she was second after a muggle born girl by the name of Hermione. And she absolutely hated herbology. Neville Longbottom was her partner and he was the only one making her sit between this gross plants. She had made a nice few friends.
It was Ron and Neville she was fooling around with and Hermione was the best study buddy anyone could ever had. She was still not speaking to Drago. Sometimes she thought Hermione was lucky to share a room with other girls but then she remembered
that if she had to share a dorm with Pansy Daphne Milly and the rest of them she was probably going to be sent to Azkaban for triple murder. She was happy they didn't have to share in Slytherin.
The first year was amazing. She and Ron saved Hermione from a troll. She became the youngest seeker in a century. She came first in most of her classes, she had smuggled a real fire breathing dragon out of school, and she almost got her self killed
in her attempt to steal the Philosopher Stone before Grindelwald. It was her Neville and Drago in their little adventure and even if Dumbledore was all to happy to just give them a load of points each and not any detention he also had sent
letters explaining to their parents what the trio had done. Which brought Harriet her first ever grounding. It was a horrible summer. She had to attend every ball and function her Grandma had on her list. It was her dads idea apparently. And
he was right. She hated every minute of it. She just wanted to meet with her new friends and have fun. But apparently she had to face the consequences of her actions.
The summer of hell ended and the second year began. Harriet Neville and Ron somehow had managed to get stuck out of the platform so they had the finest idea to use Ron's dad's magic flying car to go to Hogwarts. Harriet spend and the other two
spend two months in detention. It was around Christmas when Harriet discovered the chamber of secrets. She was amazed when she met the Basilisk and quite afraid. The big snake was starving. He was waiting for her to let it lose on the school
to eat the muggle borne students. It took Harriet the rest of the year to find a way to feed the basilisk with out him having to eat people. Her dad had promised her he could send a house elf daily with food for the snake. It was at the end
of the year Gini Ron's little sister decided to stalk Harriet getting almost killed as she tried to enter the Champers. Somehow Harriet ended up getting scratched from one of the basilisk fangs only getting saved from Dumbledore's Phoenix
as he cried in her wound saving her life. She was grounded again this summer with the same way she was before.
Her third year came with the escape of Bellatrix Lestrainge and her Husband from Azkaban. Black took the position of the filing in teacher for the days Professor Lupin was away, Harriet wasn't allowed to go to Hogsmeet like the other students
did. Not that this stopped her bless the Weasley twins and the amazing map they give her. She discovered Lupin was a werewolf, she didn't care, but the most important thing happened at the end of the year. The Lestrainge's had taken Neville
hostage and Harriet Drago Ron and Hermione had jumped in the first chance they got to safe him. Then the truth came out. Bellatrix was never the secret keeper. Lily had gone to her with Regulus to ask her to be the one as she knew she was
the only one never to betray Tom. They had decide to make Alice Longbottom the secret keeper and for Lily to become theirs. Alice afraid for her son's life she had run and found Grindelwald giving up the secret. He had her killed at the spot
before he left to kill Harriet's family. Regulus thinking she was the one that betrayed the secret was after her when somehow in their fighting a spell had gone wrong and an explosion killed him. Bells adored Harriet from the first moment
she stopped Black from killing them. And the fact that the thirteen years old girl wasn't afraid to stun Snape and Black so she could take answers. Harriet was grounded again. But this time she had company. Black was following her everywhere.
He had said she was his brothers goddaughter and he could have his head if he left anything happen to her. Harriet though it was more likely Sirius was really missing his brother and Harriet was the closest thing to him he could was
the perfect playmate for Harriet. Always ready to be dragged in one adventure or another with her and her friends. Sometimes he was more child than them.
And then came the fourth year. And the fucking goblet of fire spit out her name. She had to outfly a dragon and steal it's egg. She had to attend the Yule ball with Cedric the other Hogwarts Champion. She had to swim in the frozen black lake to
safe Neville, she had to forgive Neville for his mothers mistake, and she had won the stupid tournament after spending hours running through a stupid maze with every dangerous Hagrid had filled it with. Only to grab the goblet with Cedric
and the two of them to be transferred in a graveyard. The graveyard her mum was buried. She was very quick to push Cedric back to the goblet ordering him to bring help before he was gone. But not fast enough to escape the stunning spell coming
her way. Next time she opened her eyes she was tied up in a flat old tombstone. A cloaked figure was mixing something in a big cauldron and a big bundle of fabrics were close by. The ugliest baby she had ever seen in it. She was so dizzy she
couldn't even hear what was being said between the two of them. "Bones of the sacrifice stolen from the grave " the cloaked figure waved it's wand and her moms grave broke a bone lifting up and flying to land in the cauldron. "Flesh of the
Servant given with will " the cloaked figure lifted it's hand and with a blade cut it off. He turned to her and he approached her slowly "Blood of the enemy taken by force " the bastard cut her with the same blade in her right wrist and took
her blood. He dropped it in the cauldron and then he picked up the bundle and throwing it in the cauldron. Let it drown Harriet thought. A blinding light spread from the Cauldron and a young blonde man with bright blue eyes stepped out.
After that everything moved in a blur he somehow called his old lackeys, because they were just pathetic lackeys and not followers if they bowed to him with such a fear in her opinion. Harriet was untied and thrown her wand at her feet. Lord
Grindelwald was back. And he wanted to fight against a fourteen year old girl. Like this didn't let anyone see what a pathetic excuse for man he was. " Let's see what a little girl can do old man!" Harriet screamed at him catching him by surprise.
She started throwing everything she knew at him from small stunning spells to changing colour charms. Thank the gods Black had filled her head with as many pranking spells he knew. It wasn't she was trying to win,she knew he could get her
down, she was trying to get as much time she could until help came. There was no way her dad couldn't bring all the Ministry Of Magic if he got worried. Except if Cedric was as big an asshole Drago And Neville insisted he was and he just was
going to let her die. So she had to at least form a plan. If worse came to it she could run out until Bascots house to break in and use them fireplace to go to the Slytherin Cottage. Then she could send a patronous to her dad. And after that
she was going to find Cedric and skin him alive only to put him back together to do it again and again until she got bored and decided to pass him to her daddy. As long she was planning Grindelwald had lost his surprised look and was advancing
her fast with a scary glint in his eyes. It was time for the big weapons now she run behind a grave and casted a few poisonous snakes then she ordered them to go for the followers. By the time her snakes were in their way Grindelwald had almost
reached her hiding place. "Were are you darling girl. Come out let's play!" The fucking bastard was playing her she could fuck him twice over. She jumped from her hiding place as he bent over the tombstone and she smashed his nose with a punch.
He took a step back lifting his hands in his face groaning with pain. But she didn't stop for some reason he had broken the wall she had up all this years the Dursley's abuse was because of him, she had lost her childhood because of him, she
had lost her innocence and almost her life. She had lost her mother and she had no one to ask about boys now how the heck could she go through the I think he likes me phase with out a mom, how could she said she needed feminine products because
she wasn't five anymore and her dad still treated her like she was. And how was he supposed she could go back to school and her be the centre of attention gossip again. She was saying all this aloud without knowing still kicking and pouncing
the hell out of him. Until a pair of arms grabbed her taking her away. She tried to fight but she was under spell.!she was so angry inside her only the fact that she was frozen with her eyes open she didn't lose the scene in front of her Grindelwald
was black and blue and blood was running from his face. She had pounced his face raw apparently. He still somehow was able to stand "Find her! Find her now. She couldn't be gone far! The Little coward run away!" Harriet wanted to scream she
wasn't a coward but blasted spell wasn't letting her. Somehow they couldn't see them "It's okay Miss Riddle in a bit help will be here and I will get you back to Hogwarts. I won't unfreeze you yet,If you're anything like Evans was , and as
our common friend Sirius says you are,you could probably kill me before you aim for him again. I loved the pouncing skills you have. He definitely isn't going to forget about that beating any time soon. Wait until the ministry hears this.
Fourteen Years Old Girl Who Lived Kicked Lords Grindelwald Ass." He had walked out of the graveyard and he was waiting for something or someone. After a while he left her down and took a step back and he was gone. Harriet couldn't see him
anymore. Then he appeared again in front of her folding away a cloak. An invisibility cloak. Now he really had her attention. Just think of all the staff she could do with one. "I'm going to unfreeze you now Miss." He waved his wand at her
and she was free. She didn't run. She couldn't her hands were just as raw as she had done to Grindelwald's face. So she started swearing in pain. And it felt wonderful to swear for once aloud. "That fucker did you hear him how dare he. I run
away? He came after a baby girl that fucking idiotic asshole. How dare he came back and messing my teenage years! He took everything away from me, I will turn his guts out I swear. And that fucker that helped him back! He is screwed twice
over! The bastard, the freak, the ,the , the, he almost killed me more than once this year! And everyone thought I was an attention seeker harlot. And even my dad believed some of the things they printed about me! Why me." She sat down
and left out a deep breath. "I'm Harriet by the way and thanks for the rescue. I really like your cloak! " she added calmly now. " he sat down next to her and he passed her a silver flask. "It's fire whiskey. Your underage but you really deserve
it. After everything today. And don't worry I won't tell a soul about your confession. You should try it more often. If you ever need an ear you can always count on me. I'm James Potter by the way " she took the flask and drank a good portion
of it. She lifted her eyes to his face as a sleepiness over took her. His eyes were like chocolate. They were sparkling with mirth and a smirk spread its way across his lips. He had fucking dragged her. She give him the finger before she was
out, she heard a nice heavy husky laugh coming out of his mouth and she felt something like butterflies in her belly taking a last look at his laughing face before she was down. Her last thought was how wonderful his arms felt around her.
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James stood up with the girl in his arms and he appeared them to Hogsmeet. From there he made his way back to the castle. It was a crazy day and he just wished it was over. It was from pure coincidence he ended up going with Sirius at Peters
place in the tournament final task. He never expected to see what he sawtonight. When the boy appeared with the cup back to the entrance of the maze he started screaming about Harriet been kictknaped. By the time they tried to use
the cup to go were she was somehow the portus charm was dispelled. Dumbledore had seen to the boys mind were she was and they made a plan James was the first one to go and with his invisibility cloak he was to take Harriet away so the
rest could have the field open to attack. Only there wasn't going to be a real fight at the end as Harriet's little snakes had put down for a few hours more than half of his followers. Then as he was ready to cover her with his cloak she
jumped at Grindelwald and she beat him up screaming. It could have made him to want to laugh if the situation wasn't so dangerous. Now after she was safe and on their way to Hogwarts he had time to take a good look at her. Her skin reminded
him of his mothers Roses. Not white but not the colour of the cream ether. It was something in the between. A pleasant colour to see. Her hair were as black as the night. They felt like water in his fingers. And her lips red like cherries.
He always loved cherries. As soon he was in front of the Hogwarts gates he remembered he was holding a girl almost twenty years younger than him. And his thoughts weren't so innocent as he would like them to be. And even if the age difference
was not something uncommon in their world she was still underage.
Tom had a rotten filing from the moment Harriet walked in the maze. Somehow he tried to convince him self it was just angst. His suspicions were confirmed when that Diggory boy appeared with the goblet and he started screaming about Harriet.
The fact that someone had just dispelled the portkey was enough evidence for him to fear the worst. It was Severus that had come up with safety plan. Send Potter with his invisibility cloak to rescue her. And it had worked. He couldn't
help but feel a bit proud his little girl had managed to kick the living daylights out of a man six times her age with so much more knowledge and power than her and twice her size. It was amazing really what his daughter could achieve
if angered enough. She was still asleep from the sleeping potion mixed with fire whiskey Potter had given her but he was sure any minute now she was going to jump up demanding answers. When Harriet woke up it made her wish she had stayed
asleep. Minister Fudge was screaming his head off refusing that Grindelwald was back, Dumbledore was trying to convince him but to no avail. Drago and Neville were arguing with Hermione demanding to pass to see her. But Hermione bless
her heart was fast to remind them what asses they had been to her all year and she wasn't backing down. The only one sitting in silence was her dad and that always meant trouble. He didn't stay silent for long. "Fudge you better go and
get the aurors in their guard. Even if you don't believe he is back you have proof there was a big meeting of his followers. If you refuse do do even that then clean the way and leave us to discuss plans to get rid of him once and for
all." Fudge had left fuming murmuring about how no one was going to take the ministry away from him." Dumbledore turned and spoke to Tom. "My boy I have to ask you if you are still in contact with your small group of friends?" Tom give
him a questioning look. "I mean your little merry band of friends. I think you should call them and I will call mine. We going to need as much power and people we can get. We have to end him for good this time around."