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Harry Potter and the Dragon Storm

Episode VII

Death Snacks

Ginny Weasley was in the kitchen of the burrow with Hermione Granger. She had her hair in a triple Plat tied back with her fringe loose at the front, and was wearing a very elegant silver dress with a lovely cashmere sweater that reminded her of the purest snow. Ginny was pacing nervously in the kitchen in her silver high-healed shoes, waiting for Harry to arrive.

She is nervous and excited all in one. This is her first date after all. It had been a couple of days ago when she had received a letter from Harry asking her out. Ginny had been both excited and surprised, though quickly accepted his invitation. Now she just wondered where he is taking her. The only clue as to where they're going in the letter he gave is that it's both far away and not in the Magical World so asked that she dress Non-Magically. In other words, not to wear robes.

"Ginny, would you stop you're pacing. You're making me queasy just watching you," said Hermione in annoyance for the twentieth time. Ginny stopped her relentless pacing and sat in the chair next to her friend with a sigh holding her self back from getting up again to continue her nervous pacing.

"Sorry I'm just really nervous," she looked towards the door and sighed. "This is my first ever date. I wonder how he's getting here."

"I don't know. I had been wondering. Maybe he's going to use the Knight Bus," replied her friend with a thoughtful frown, as they heard a knock on the front door.

Ginny nearly jumped a foot as she bounced from her seat hoping to beat her mum or brothers to the front door, and leave quickly. However, it was unfortunate when she got there both her mum and Ron had beaten her to the front door. She paused in shock when she arrived to greet her date. Her eyes widening and her mouth almost dropping to the floor.

Harry stood there with a smile. He looked fairly different from her memories. He had lost all of the scrawniness that she often recalled, though she had noticed he had looked more muscular at Diagon Alley. He still lacked his glasses; was wearing Non-Magic clothing, and had a sparkle to his eyes as he stepped in through the open door and smiled at her.

"Wow Gin," he called as he walked past her mother and brother and ignoring them to give Ginny a hug, and a kiss on the cheek. Then he doses the sweetest thing ever without a wand even. With a slight twist of his hand he conjures a bunch of red roses out of a wisp of pink mist, and bows smiling smugly he presents them to her. "Some beautiful rose's for the most beautiful flower on earth," he added as she took the flowers. She noticed that even Hermione, who followed her out of the kitchen, seemed taken-aback by Harry's charm and her mum and brother looked even more so.

"Thank you," she replied not having a clue how to respond to such a lovely sentiment as what Harry said and did. Who knew he could be such a charmer?

"Where are you taking my sister Harry?" Ron asked trying but failing to intimidate him.

"New York City." at these words her mum and brother looked like they were going to pass out with shock, even Hermione looked faint about it. Ginny couldn't believe it. He looked deadly serious about taking her to the other side of the planet on a date. "Why do you think we're going so early: time difference? Its night there," he said amusedly making Ginny smile a dreamy smile. "Come on," he added taking Ginny by the hand, she handed Hermione the flowers and they walked gracefully from the house and disappeared with a swish of rippling wind.

0oo00oo0

"Omigod!" squealed Hermione franticly watching with shock as she saw Harry just side-along-apparated Ginny to their destination. "Did you see what he just did?" she asked in shock, her mouth almost touching the floor.

"Well if you mean did we just see him, break the law," replied Mrs. Weasley in shock. "Then yes we did," she agreed with a sigh looking confused as a frown marred her face.

'But that's impossible,' thought Hermione frowning in confused thought. 'Apparation alone is hard to do, but that was side-along-apparation. That's even harder. Not many people can do it, and he made it look easy.'

"Mum do you think he's really taking her to New York?" asked Ron suddenly jumping the two females from their thoughts, feigning a look of concern.

'He looks more jealous than concerned about his sister though,' thought Hermione annoyed about Ron's behaviour lately. He can be so annoying. 'He always gets jealous when good things happen to others. Especially when it's his sister or brothers. It's a wonder one of them hasn't hexed him for being a moron.'

"I doubt it. He's only fifteen. He's not powerful enough to apparate that far," she informed her son. Though she was looking as though she wasn't convinced by her own words. Her mind running back to the bookshop incident when Harry effortlessly defeated a Death Eater. And with a spell he had secretly crafted him self. And they had never expected Harry to be so cleaver. So apparating him self and another that far didn't sound so far-fetched anymore. Maybe with Harry anything could be possible.

"It looks like Harry's been working out though," said Ron sounding resentful. Harry was actually a small bit taller than Ron is now, obviously having a growth spurt. Though in his case he had filled out nicely too, whereas Ron is skinny and has no muscle girth what so ever.

"Well he dose have a Dark Lord to fight," suggested Hermione with a shrug. She held back a small giggle as she took in the look of fear that crossed Molly Weasley's face. Well it's true. Hermione is far from stupid and knows without a doubt that Harry will fight Voldemort whether people like the Weasley's want him to or not. The vile man had after all murdered Harry's parents. And Hermione would want retribution if she were in his shoes. So she can't blame Harry for wanting to fight.

"Don't stick up for him," hissed Ron suddenly, his face red and scrunched up with anger. "When he gets back, I'm gonna smack him one," he continued clenching his fists and teeth, getting angrier and angrier. "Right in the face. The cocky little bastard!"

"Well then you'll lose your two best friend's wont you!" responded Hermione, glaring coldly at him before Mrs. Weasley could respond to his bad language. "Plus your sister. And most likely most of your brothers too. Anyway. He'll probably hit you back three times as hard, you idiot!" she then glared one last time, which seemed to go right over his head. She then wrenched the front door open and stormed out slamming it behind her. "You're a selfish prat Ron!" they heard her yell from outside as she headed for the village to call the Knight Bus to take her home.

"Ronald Billius Weasley! You will do no such thing!" was all Hermione heard screamed from the Burrow as she continued out of hearing distance with some new things on her mind.

She had thought that last year she might have had a 'thing' for Ron, but now it had all evaporated. It all really started the previous school year with Ron's startling behaviour. At the beginning of the year she had came to terms that she was starting to like Ron as more than a friend. Why, she still isn't too sure as they are about as opposite as opposite can get. With his lack of interest in academics and her love of studying.

Maybe it was just the whole opposites attract thing. However when Harry ended up in the Triwizard Tournament against his will she saw a small glimpse of Ron's pettiness. It had never been that Ron had not believed Harry had not put his name in the Goblet of Fire. It was that Ron was jealous Harry had gotten the opportunity to compete in the prestigious tournament to begin with. How stupid. It was quite obvious Harry would have done anything to get out of it.

Hermione had found herself overlooking this however. As the saying goes, 'love can be blind'. Though now realises she had never been in love with him. Especial when she hears Ginny talking about Harry. Or the way she looks at him. That had been nothing like the way she felt towards Ron.

When Ron had finally admitted to Harry that someone was obviously out to get him after the first challenge and made up. She had just pushed the whole matter to the back of her mind. However, Ron's stupidity soon shone brightly again, when it had came to the Yule Ball. She had hoped he might have wanted to ask her to the ball. However, that turned out to be false hope as he foolishly tried to ask out another girl. A girl thousands of times out of his league. Even she can admit that. Heck, even Hermione felt that Veela girls pull being so close. She is pretty sure that both boys and girls at school wanted her. Though the girls all hid it better. Though, now she thinks about it, Harry seemed barely affected. Maybe it's that strong will of his shining through, the first for freedom?

She had actually been pleased when Ron's weak mind fell into the snare of the beautiful Veela girl freaky power over men. Darn he must be really weak since she's not even a full Veela. He had been totally humiliated over her blunt and rude rejection in front of a large crowd. She could even tell Harry seemed amused when he found out. Then Ron had the cheek to suggest that he had then only noticed she's a girl, and as a last resort tried to ask her to go with him. He even had the cheek of trying to demand Ginny go with Harry even though she had accepted to go with someone else. Though to Ginny's credit she did not cancel with the other boy, even though she wanted to, and regretted it since.

However, all of that aside Hermione refused Ron's lame invite as she had gotten fed up waiting for him and accepted an invite from someone else. Ron had annoyed her as he sulked throughout the whole event. She was sure Ron ruined the thing for Harry to, though that might have just been him not liking that kind of large event.

It was at the Ball that Hermione noticed Harry's growing interest in Ginny. Although at first she thought, he was upset that Cho Chang had been asked to the dance before he gathered the courage to ask her. Hermione watched him looking in Ginny's direction for most of the night. She knew without a doubt Ron never noticed or Ginny for that matter, as she was too busy wincing as her date trod on her feet clumsily dancing. She most certainly regretted accepting that offer just because she wanted to go to the ball.

After that, they had a small falling out for a while over her date choice. Though that didn't bother her too much, it can sometimes be fun to fight and argue; she knew he would come crawling back eventually, and he did. However, what did bother her was being asked to be Victor Krum's captive at the bottom of the lake during the second task as if he actually meant anything of real importance to her or vice verses. She should have been Harry's captive if anybodies and not Ron. She could tell after Harry had returned to the surface that he was thankful to have been able to save Fleur's little sister Gabrielle as well as Ron.

What fourteen-year-old boy wants to be forced to save their male friend? Well with the exception of a gay one, of which she is certain Harry is not. Harry looked very grateful that he was able to hand the girl off to her sister with a smile as she gratefully took her, though Gabrielle is only a few years younger than them, maybe ten or eleven. Though Ron was pleased that he got a lot of attention because of the task, he was annoyed and tried to scold Harry for bringing the girl back too. And although Harry looked pretty-convincing when he led everyone to believe he was stupid enough to think that the captives would really be harmed she had only noticed his tiny smirk of triumph when Victor had mumbled the words, rather angrily she might add. 'Why is that fool smiling?'

She had realised then Harry was very much aware of what he was doing and that he intended to make sure that if need be he would rescue everybody from the lake. A ploy that ended him with getting almost full marks, and he would have gotten them if one of the judges weren't a cheating ass.

Ron however, irked her further by telling Harry that he got lucky for going by the words in the golden egg. However, she had finally realised that he was right too. As the challenges were by design supposed to be highly dangerous, and since the egg said that if you don't retrieve what was stolen it will be lost forever, the champions proved they were willing to let others die before loosing, except Harry who bravely waited even though he could have ran out of time and drowned.

However, what had properly pissed her off has been happening over this summer. She had been trying to spend as much quality girl time with her only real female friend, Ginny and he wouldn't stop pestering them. When she had said she was going to hang out with Ginny he had told her things like. 'Don't bother. She's not worth bothering with. It's only my baby sister.' The boy is persistent she'll give him credit for that.

And when Hermione and Ginny locked them selves in Ginny's room for some peace and quiet, he would come along banging on the door winging about how Ginny's trying to steal his friend. Once he even tried to break the door down until Fred and George came along in a rare moment of heroism and scared Ron away. In effect making Ron their number one prank test subject. Which even she had to admit was funny.

In addition to all of that, when they discovered Harry had left the Dursley's, to the Creevey's of all people Ron had said Harry was just seeking more attention than he already got. Even though it is known-fact, that Harry hates too much attention. Though it was amusing when they bumped into Harry in Diagon Alley to see Ron's gob-smacked expression when they saw Harry with a beautiful young woman. Though even she was surprised to find out that she is Colin's older sister, they seemed nothing alike apart from the fact they both like Harry. She isn't sure whether on Colin's part that is purely fan-based, admiration or something Harry would loath to discover.

Hermione sighed exhaustedly as she reached the village. "I'll be glad to get away from him for awhile. He's almost a bloody stalker," she muttered to her self in exasperation. Some times life just sucked.

0oo00oo0

'Wow,' thought Ginny in awe as she looked around at all of the lights hung around the large park. 'I've never had such a good time.'

Ginny and Harry were in a beautiful white and silver carriage being pulled by two massive white horses snuggled up together, tracking though Central Park in New York City. She could barely believe that Harry actually apparated her here. She had been startled and a little dizzy when they appeared and shocked he had enough power and skill to travel as far as they have. No need for a passport with Harry around.

She was very happy when they entered the beautiful four-star restaurant called, 'End of the World.' They had the most delicious meal she had ever seen or tasted. Though she would always love her mothers cooking, the restaurant had a larger variety of things to try than her mother had ever attempted. Maybe she should try and get her mother to try some new recipes sometime.

Now though they were snuggled up under the stars in two horse drawn carriage; roaming peacefully though Central Park with the evening breeze gently caressing their skin. His arm wrapped warmly around her shoulders pulling her further into his warm and strong body. She felt so happy that she thought that anymore and she might just float away. It was almost like a fairytale ending to a perfect night with her Prince Charming.

"I hope you're enjoying yourself Gin?" asked Harry suddenly breaking the silence.

She startled a little and looked up at him from her position. He was giving her a crocked smile and his eyes shone brilliantly. She could actually feel the heat of a blush coming fast to her cheeks. She returned his smile and gulped back the nervous lump that had started forming in her throat.

"This has been the best day of my life," she finally responded softly afraid that if spoken too loud she'll ruin the romantic mood. She gazed longingly into those oceans into his soul he calls eyes. The emerald shining brilliantly, almost mesmerizing, like a Siren's call she moved closer. Her eyes flicking down towards his kissable lips as she moved hers closer. She could actually feel her own heart pounding in her ears and feel it smashing against her breast. It was like a beast begging to escape, to belong to him in this very moment; her eyes drifting closed. However, just as their lips touched excruciatingly light a huge explosion rocked the carriage.

Ginny realised Harry had moved as her eyes flickered open, and started to panic. Her heart pounding painfully through fear now as her eyes adjusted to a steamy smokescreen around them. She looked around her to see Harry standing in the broken carriage with his back facing her and his wand in hand. A shimmering shield of light surrounding them and the driver. However, the horses were definitely dead, as they lay in pieces on the ground, blood coating the dark path.

Her breathing became raged as she first heard the laughing and mocking calls. She could see the look of horror on the carriage driver's face, and saw he is shaking worse than she is. Then she saw them come in to view, ten of them. All wearing long black cloaks with hoods up over their heads and skeletal white masks with eyeholes hiding their faces from view.

It seemed obvious now that all though some if not most Ministries in the world refuse to believe of Voldemort's return that the Death Eaters certainly believe or they wouldn't have the guts to do something as crazy as commit murder in a Non-Mage park. She just hopes some aurors turn up soon afraid Harry won't be able to handle this many Death Eaters alone as right now she couldn't think straight let alone fight.

"Will you guys look at that!" someone from the ground called amusement obvious in his American accent. "And there we were thinking we were only gonna be killing muggles," he laughed smugly with the others. How any human being can take such pleasure in hurting others escaped Ginny's head but this many together just made her want to hurl. "Well come on down mudblood so we can deal with you nice and quick," he added probably smirking under his mask.

"Yeah," another added. His accent more southern and hostile. "Then we can torture the muggle and your lady friend some. Maybe have a little fun with her!" she shuddered at the thought, and the Non-Mystic gasped for breath. If he's not careful, he'll end up dying of a heart attack.

However, both she and the driver gasped as they felt Harry's presence explode over them in a wave of absolute furry. The Death Eaters all stopped their taunting and took a step back, their eyes wide with shock and fear. Harry then looked back at her his expression pure calm but his eyes. His eyes told a different story. The rage that burnt behind those beautiful pools of emerald light both excited her and terrified her. She realised there and then that those Death Eaters are already dead.

"Stay here. I'll be back in a moment." And with that said, he jumped from the carriage his feet lightly touching down with an expulsion of wind that blast out of seemingly nowhere encircling his feet in a wide dimension before dissipating. His gaze locking onto his enemy. His power projection only increased making Ginny both weak in the knees and excited in her lower, more intimate areas. It was like his power alone was trying to seduce her making her feel tingly all over.

"I-I kinda feel sorry for t-those bastards," the driver suddenly spoke breathlessly. She looked over towards him briefly to see him watching Harry and the Death Eaters, his hat askew and sweat pouring in bucket loads down his face. She was glad being magical her self her magic protects her from such a predicament, as she would ruin her dress with that much sweat. She hadn't taken in the fact that she is above average in the power department, which is why she isn't sweating buckets too.

0oo00oo0

"L-look, I think this dude wants to fight!" one of the Death Eaters braved. Though his voice betrayed his growing fear. Harry knew he only had the edge because of the power he is projecting to put the fear of god into the bastards. Otherwise, if they hadn't noticed he's still out numbered ten to one.

"I hope you guys lived long and fruitful lives," said Harry smoothly with a preposterously calm demeanour that was only betrayed by the rage in his eyes. And rage and calm are two things that when mixed are highly dangerous. "Because you're gonna be the first death eaters I've ever killed." A sneer lined his lips and they involuntarily took steps back silently wishing they had had a quiet night in at home.

They looked scared shitless and Harry could actually sense their fear. He almost felt sorry for the bastards. Almost. However, nobody threatens somebody he cares about. Especially how they did. The disgusting little pricks.

"I'm gonna make you beg for your mummies!" he hissed in dark humour as they looked around at each other uncertain of what to do. He laughed coldly sending terrified shivers down their spines. "You should have picked a leader. Then you would have someone who might be smart enough to take orders from. Well since Voldemort ain't here." He held back from laughing as they flinched at hearing their master's name. "You would then have someone to blame for running away like the cowards you are."

It was then Harry heard a faint popping noise behind him and could sense two fluctuating auras to his left near the back of the carriage. He looked to his left slightly and saw a young woman with creamily yellow hair with her wand pointed at the Death Eaters, then to her left he saw a brown haired man with a short goatee beard and his wand pointed at the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters also took note of the new arrivals. Two adult magicians, they were now comically shaking. However, the two new arrivals may be pointing wands at Death Eaters their attention was on Harry. They held looks of surprise and wonder. No doubt they could feel his power booming and it surprised them to discover such a powerful Mage waging a fight with the Death Eaters. However, after a moment the man lowered his wand with a smirk lining his lips and gestured for the woman to do the same. Though she did reluctantly looking confused.

Harry shrugged and returned his full focus on the Death Eaters. They held surprised looks that soon turned too smug for Harry's liking as five of them quickly raised their wands to the boy hoping to finish him off before having to deal with the man and woman.

"Avada Kedavra!" Five simultaneous cries screamed out. Harry just rolled his eyes as he swiftly made a giant circle of light with his wand as five green beams of light head straight for him.

"Don't you bitches know anything new!" he called in annoyance as he stabbed his wand into the centre of the circle. "Okcicos!" he cried out as a rippling vortex enveloped the ring of light sucking all five killing spells in. The Death Eaters all cried out in shock and horror as their most favourite spell was absorbed. However, that turned into dread as the vortex collapsed in on itself leaving five small balls of light in front of Harry's wand before they exploded forward in beams of white with a slightly green tint.

Only a couple of the offending Death Eaters managed to cry out in horror before they were struck dead in a flash of white and green, and lifted from their feet to be flung across the grass out of sight. And only one managed to erect a shield. However, the shield didn't even slow the spells momentum as it crumpled and sent him hurtling into the afterlife with his murdering comrades.

The five remaining Death Eaters were breathing heavily. Most likely hyperventilating with fear and looking around at each other for a solution. They only came up with one but missed the slow movements of Harry's wand as they tried to disapparate. They suddenly screamed out in agony as they popped away and back in a flicker and fell to their knees and crouching over holding their heads in pain.

"Hey guy's," he called out as they slowly and painfully scramble back to there feet breathless and panicked. Their eyes wide with madness looking like caged wild animals. "I do hope you are enjoying the benefits of my anti-apparation field," he chuckled in amusement. "I must admit I added that painful side-effect my self, and I'm quite proud of it." He smirked with pride as he takes a step closer to them and they move back on shaky legs still feeling the side effects of the pain from the newly designed anti-apparation ward. "You should really pay more attention to what your opponent is doing. You might have then noticed my ward being erected."

"P-p-please don't kill u-us!" one suddenly begged as he dropped to his knees throwing his wand as far as he could. The others looked at their comrade and back to Harry. The young mans power still engulfing them. They quickly got the message as they saw the cold unforgiving eyes of the boy and threw their wands away dropping to their hands and knees. They began to beg and plead for their lives.

"Well that's interesting," the man behind Harry muttered sounding a little amused.

"Chris!" the woman hissed at him in annoyance.

However, Harry ignored them and kept his eyes on his enemy, full of disgust. They kept begging and pleading to be spared as Harry took another two-steps forwards. His eyes skipping from one man to another as he contemplated this situation.

"Shut up!" he suddenly hissed out as the wind seemed to blast out around him and he appeared to blink from where he was standing about twenty-five feet away to where his right food smashed into one mans face sending him hurtling back with a cry of pain. His mask shattered in two and fell to the ground revealing a young man, about twenty with blue eyes. His hood falling down to show his blonde hair. Blood pooled from his broken nose as he cradled it whimpering in a foetal position with tears streaming down his face as he cried. Harry swore he actually heard the man muttering for his 'mommy'.

The Death Eaters had gone quiet except for the odd whimper. Harry just stared at them for a moment as they awaited their fates. Their shaking was ridiculous and pitying. These are supposed to be superior beings. He thinks not.

"And how many people would you enjoy hearing beg?" he asked in a deadly whisper that made them all flinch. "How man people would you continue to hurt after they've begged your pathetic asses. HOW MANY!" he roared the last and the Death Eaters jumped back cowering in utter fear, no longer under any delusions that he will spare them. "None is the answer. Your fucking master murdered my parents. And now I'll murder you and any other bitch who thinks they can hunt my people!"

He raised his wand as their eyes widened in terror. Their muddled minds finally realising who they messed with and Harry could smell at least two had wet them selves and another shit him self. Plus he could hear one of them was having a heart attack but was too scared for that to come to his attention yet.

Harry pointed his wand at his enemy. "Avada…" he hissed out, the tip of his wand glowing green. He was just about to finish his curse when some jets of pinkish red lights swam passed him ruffling his coat; Harry's eyes widened with furry as they smashed hard into two of the Death Eaters knocking them back and into bliss filled unconsciousness. Then two more blasts of light quickly hit two more out cold before being followed by a third that knocked out the blonde man.

Harry spun around the green glow on the tip of his wand dimming down to nothing as he glared at the man and woman for stopping him. However, they seemed unconcerned with his annoyance. He looked away from them to the carriage to see Ginny watching him with a relieved smile.

He sighed tiredly as he allowed his projected power to dim down to nothing that could easily be detected and returned focus to the man and woman as they stopped before him. The man wore a somewhat smug smile on his face while the woman looked at him in annoyance.

"Are you quite finished, Mr. Potter?" the man asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry just glared defiantly. "We may not always like it but we can't just murder murderers when they surrender and beg."

Harry just sighed and shrugged. "So who are you guys?" he finally demanded of them a little more harshly than he wanted but he is still angry and wanted the Death Eaters blood for daring to attack him and especially Ginny. "Why are you here? And how do you know who I am?" he asked the last as an afterthought.

"I'm Angela Thompson and this is my twin brother Chris. We're Aurors," the young woman told him with a small smile. "As for who you are. Your spell the Okcicos has become something of a myth these last few weeks. Even we were sceptical that such a powerful shield even existed."

"It was a sight I'll never forget," interrupted Chris with a dreamy look in his eyes before his sister elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow, what was that for. That spell is almost as beautiful as the patronus."

She just rolled her eyes while Harry silently snickered. "Well anyway," she continued not amused by her brother. "We were patrolling the area as we've been having some problems with some free Death Eaters and Death Eater wannabees. We had a tip off that there was some planned muggle hunting in the area. For a man who supposedly hasn't been resurrected his minions sure have been getting active as of late. And recruiting," she finished looking at the downed Death Eaters in exasperation.

Harry sighed with a frown. "I see. But please don't use the word muggle. I find it to be stupid and pitiful. It isn't even a word," he said glaring at them. They both stared at him in surprise but nodded in agreement anyway. "If you need to speak about them use their names, or say not magic or something. At least they're proper words. Muggle could be taken as offensive."

They both just nodded as he walked around them and back towards the carriage where Ginny waited for him. He barely took note that they were collecting the still breathing Death Eaters and their wands as he finally reached the carriage removing his anti-disaparation field as he went.

He just reached the carriage when Ginny jumped down and into his arms, forcing him to spin once as not to topple over with her. He cradled her protectively as she began sobbing with her worry. He sighed and just stroked her hair, relishing in her warmth and trying to stop her shivering.

"Oh, Harry I was so-so worried," she chocked out into his chest. "I-I didn't have a-a clue y-you would be able to-to stop all of those killing curses."

"Shh, it's ok now Ginny," he cooed kissing the top of her head. "We're both fine. Even the driver," he said looking up to see him sprawled out unconscious in the front. "Huh, well I thought he was. What happened to him?" he asked in confusion.

She pulled back a little to look at him tears leaking from her eyes. She gave a watery, sheepish smile. "I err kind of stunned him," she said taking a deep breath and wiping tears away with her right hand with a slightly larger smile. "I-I think he lost it h-he was rambling a-about calling t-the police o-or army. J-just after those two turned up and s-stuned t-those Death Eaters y-you were-was going to…."

She trailed off here as Harry placed his right index finger to her lips. "You don't need to say it. I know what I was going to do, Ginny. And I'm sorry," he said looking down in shame.

"Don't be," she answered commandingly wiping the last of her tears away. Harry's eyes snapped up to meet with hers. "They deserve everything they get and more."

Harry gave her a small smile and a soft kiss on her forehead. "Thanks, Gin," he whispered leaning his forehead against hers as they stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

"Sorry, I don't mean to break up this touching moment," interrupted Chris suddenly making them jump apart in shock and spin round to see the two aurors behind smirking at them with the unconscious Death Eaters floating along side. "I think the Minister will want to meet you Mr. Potter, and I don't think we should wait too long as we need to get a clean up crew here, and the drivers memory modified," he said with a sigh as he looked around at all of the mess. "Damn this is going to be a lot of paperwork. Ouch."

He moaned as his sister hit him again. Harry just chucked and smiled wider as Ginny let out a small but wondrous giggle. "Well I hope your Ministers not a whiny little bitch like ours. If so tell me now so I can apparate us to Russia or China seeking asylum," he half joked with an amused smirk. It got the desired affect from Ginny as she laughed again.

They both laughed though both knew he most likely would without any hesitation if he had too. And given their experience tonight knew that it was very unlikely that many people could stop him without suffering many losses.

"No she isn't," said Angela finally. "Nothing like that squat little jerk you have in charge. The Minister had been making plans to visit Dumbledore and you're self at Hogwarts soon to discuss the matter of Voldemort because of these recent attacks. Three weeks ago some of these asses dropped a plane on a building in LA, and the mug… err Non-Magical community think it was a terrorist attack by religious fundamentalists. These idiots are going to end up starting World War Three."

Harry grits his teeth in anger while Ginny just looked horrified at the news. "I knew that crash seemed odd. Normally those people claim responsibility because otherwise it would defeat the point." He then looked up at the levitating Death Eaters. "You sure I can't kill these things?"

Chris chuckled while Angela nodded with an uncertain look on her face. "We're afraid not. So far you haven't actually committed a crime, thankfully," said Chris ruefully. "Well we best go."

"Okay. I do hope it's not too far," he replied with a shrug as he finally placed his wand away in his holster and took Ginny's left hand in his right, intertwining their fingers. He smiled at her and she returned the gesture as they followed the two aurors for a short while. "You know those gits almost ruined a perfectly good evening."

"Actually," commented Ginny bravely. "They just added a little entertainment," all four chuckled a little though none of them really thought it was all that entertaining. Well except Harry and Chris only a little, because it's just a guy thing to enjoy a good beat down, especially when it's Death Eaters getting beat down.

"Just guild me and I'll side-along Ginny," said Harry as they stopped a little way from the battlefield. Chris looked at him in surprise for a moment before shrugging and letting Harry grip his forearm. Harry held Ginny a little tighter before nodding to the older man and the four of them disappeared with a loud crack.

Soon they re-appeared in a huge marble and polished wood entrance chamber, which had hardly anybody in it, except a few people who on seeing their new arrivals came right over in a hurry. There was one woman with five men trailing her. They were obviously her auror bodyguards; and Harry had a sneaking suspicion that she must be.

"Good Evening Minister," said Chris with a small grin as he and his sister just unceremoniously dump their captives on the ground to the side of the group in a heap without a care of further injuring them.

"Good Evening, Chris, Angela," she returned the greeting with a smile of her own. Though when she glimpsed over the Death Eaters she showed a look of disdain before returning a kinder expression to her guests. "I guess since you're back and you brought company," she said with a smile at Harry and Ginny, which they returned. She definitely seemed nicer than Fudge. "Plus the captured Death Eaters. You must have rescued these two poor children."

Harry was very offended, mainly about her calling him a child, less so about her giving credit to the aurors since that is their job. Though that didn't mean he isn't going to correct her story. However, someone else beat him to it.

"Actually, Minister we did nothing of the sort," he told her looking a little uncomfortable as he gazed at Harry, seeing as the boy was obviously about to correct her him self. Though by the look of it that isn't what bothered Harry the most. She frowned not understanding what he meant so he continued, and elaborated for her and the confused guard. "This young man here used the Okcicos shield and killed five with their own killing curses," he said with a smirk as he watched all of their stumped expressions. "Then trapped the remaining five within an anti-apparation field.

"They then surrendered and begged for their lives, so we stunned them and brought them in," he shrugged as they stared at Harry in awe. He conveniently left out the part where Harry was going to kill them all. "We'll need a clean up in central park near the main fountain. And a memory mod for a carriage driver."

The Minister quickly nodded and gestured for two of her guard to get right on it. Two men quickly nodded and hurriedly rushed off to fetch reinforcements for the task-at-hand.

Harry just shrugged nonchalant about it. "Well it serves the pricks right," he said with another shrug. "They interrupted my date. I bring my 'friend', Ginny," he smiled at the girl as she returned it and pulled her closer, placing his arm around her waist, and she leaned into his warmth. "A thousand miles across the Atlantic hopping not to find Voldemort's freaks. So I just thought I would teach them not to mess with me," he shrugged with a smug smirk. "They only ever turn up when you don't want them too. Never at our convenience."

The Ministers eyes widened a fraction and she gave a small chuckle. "So its true that he's back and that idiot Fudge is denying it?" the Minister asked with a frown of annoyance. Harry just nodded in agreement, especially to the annoyance of Fudge's stupidity. "Typical of him. Every time we have a meeting of late, he has nothing but abusive things to say about you, and I've noticed for a while now he's been controlling the British papers. That's slanderous, but I doubt with how much control he's seemed to take lately that you could even sue him," she sighed in frustration.

"Unfortunately that's true," replied Harry moodily. "Maybe someone should just blow the bastard up," everyone had a small laugh at the thought, even though neither he nor Ginny found it funny, as they wanted him gone. "Well I'm sure if Voldy doesn't get to him first I'll have to do the deed."

"Well it is nice to finally meet you Mr. Potter," she finally said offering her hand to which Harry shook, conveniently ignoring the fact he wants to kill the British Minister as she has her own plan. "It's nice to know that your legend is far greater than the papers are making it out to be."

"Well thanks, I do try," he answered as she released his hand. "Though just Harry is fine. Leave the mister for bills and people I don't like."

She laughed with a smile and a nod. "Very well," she agreed. "I'm Shanna Morgan. But please; just call me Shanna."

"Well this is Ginny," said Harry introducing his 'friend'. Maybe he should find out whether Ginny wants to put a 'girl' before that 'friend'; since he does. Ginny then shook the smiling Ministers hand. "I would appreciate it if that twit Fudge never found out about the magic I cast."

"Why is that," asked Shanna in confusion. "That shield isn't illegal."

"Well he's trying to find an excuse to send me to Azkaban." they all looked shocked, horrified even, though the threat of that place can horrify even the most hardened of beasts. "If you hadn't heard my shield is classified under the British Ministry as unforgivable."

They all just stared at him dumbfounded for a moment before she replied. "Maybe but here it has no classification as we weren't even sure it really existed. And it shall not be classified as dark, which gives him no right. Though I doubt that would stop him." Harry nodded both gratefully and sadly in agreement. "Well anyway how would you like to witness his arrest," She asked smirking evilly "I'm dropping his diplomatic status. From what evidence I've got on him, we can put him away for life.

"The British wont risk a war with us over him. Plus we have plenty other allies that want him in jail. I've even discovered Japan, Russia, and Italy have arrest on sight warrants on him and a few other British Ministry politicians for some serious crimes," she told them. Harry and Ginny's eyes had widened in shock. To discover their own minister is a wanted fugitive in at least three other countries is surprising.

"H-how come we've never heard of this before?" he asked shaking his head clear. "I would have thought that kind of information would leak out pretty quick."

"I'm not sure," she answered with a shrug. "All I know for sure is for the past sixteen years, ever since Fudge gained his seat that all outside newspapers have been refused entry into the UK under legal threats. Though since we're making an attack on him ourselves we're going to be allowing our newspapers to send out there, and other countries will most likely join suit knowing they'll now be powerless.

"He should actually be here in just eleven hours. He has some favour he wants to ask. You can watch from behind the one-way mirror if you would like. I'm sure you're curious as to what he wants?"

Harry nodded with a smirk. "Very curious now that you've mentioned it," he answered with a gleeful smile. "Hmm. I bet part of it has to do with either my self or Dumbledore, possibly both. In fact, he's such an idiot it might be all about us starting a resistance against him. If we hadn't before we sure as hell will now. He has to go one way or another."

Shanna nodded in agreement. "Yes, a very probable assessment," she sighed. "I don't know why he bothers. It all seems too troublesome to me." Harry just chuckled nodding his agreement before she continued with a smile. "Very well. You two are very welcome to stay at my house for the rest of the night. I have a spare room that you can both share," she finished with a smirk making Ginny's cheeks turn dark red and a light blush to cross Harry's own.

"T-thank you," said Harry nervously. "It's much appreciated."

To Be Continued…