Legends in the making

by Vulkan

XMen crossover. A mutant Harry goes to a new dimension full of surprises. A new era of heroes is at hand. King Arthur's legacy is revisited by Potter and Black families. A new king and his champion arise..

2. Prologue Pt 2

Chapter 2: Prologue Pt 2

At the end of September, Harry and company were able to stop a massive attack. Voldemort had attacked the secret land of goblins. Nobody had known the location of goblin cities before and thus they were very surprised to hear that not only had Voldemort found one, he was also attacking it. The goblins had powerful defensive magic. Their offense was limited to physical attacks. They were fast being overwhelmed by Voldemort's forces. They asked the ministry for help but the minister himself had refused saying that the aurors were busy and they could not be spared.

Kingsley being one of the senior aurors heard about the attack and informed Harry. Tonks and Kingsley were on duty and could not leave immediately without raising suspicions. Harry, Remus, Ginny and Rex immediately went to Gringotts branch in Diagon alley and informed the goblins that they wanted to help. The goblins were surprised to find three humans and a cat willing to help them when the ministry refused. After verifying that he has indeed Harry Potter and not a death eater in disguise, they gave took them to a transport pad deep inside the bank to take them to their city.

The goblin leader, Ragnok who happened to be the manager of Gringotts accompanied them so as to keep the other goblins from hurting them. Immediately they could make out the sounds of assault on the city. They were informed that this was their main city. It was really beautiful but they had no time to admire the city. Harry could see the wards nearly failing. There were many trolls attacking the city along with a large number of death eaters. The city was preparing for war and contingents of goblin warriors had assembled inside the city walls clad in armor and bearing spears, bows and swords.

Harry knew that goblins wouldn't last long if they planned to fight physically with Voldemort's forces. Harry pulled Ragnok aside and secured his promise for Ginny's and Remus' safety. Then he told Remus and Ginny to remain with two contingents that were equipped with bows and arrows and protect them from magical attacks as they rained down arrows. Ginny protested vehemently knowing what Harry was about to do but Harry kissed her and promised her that he would make their dreams come true. Ginny bade him a tearful goodbye and resolutely went to a contingent of goblins to do her task.

Harry was also met with incredulous stares of the goblins when he asked them to attack from within the walls as he and Rex went out to fight with them. Ragnok told him that he had no self preservation but he eventually agreed. Rex transformed into this scaled, bigger form. Harry told him to attack from behind. Rex jumped though a portal as Harry also went through a portal to face the incoming army.

Harry let all his controls over magic slide as he faced the death eaters. The wards had finally fallen and the death eaters and trolls were bombarded with arrows and spears. Harry popped open his claws and the death eaters at the front stared stupidly at him.

Harry first attacked and killed Walden Macnair, the executioner from the ministry who was leading the attack. Macnair didn't even get to lift his fabled axe before he was beheaded by Harry. Harry then proceeded to cleave his way through the ranks of death eaters and trolls. He concentrated on the trolls first since they were trying to break down the walls around the city. But he could not ignore the death eaters as they were flinging out unforgivables at the goblins attacking them which happened to be the groups Remus and Ginny were protecting.

He mostly used his claws to kill the trolls as he simultaneously attacked the death eaters with magic. He did this because trolls were resistant to magic to a certain extent. This caused plenty of confusion among the death eaters because they could not use fatal curses when he was running between them in the fear of killing their comrades. Harry flung cutting, exploding and bludgeoning spells that he had learnt from auror manuals at trolls and death eaters alike when they got closer to the walls. He was making good headway into their ranks but it was not enough.

Harry had to stop several times to dodge but even he couldn't dodge them all. He didn't have dragon skin after all. He was hit with innumerable number of spells. He collapsed from the onslaught several times but he always got up to fight. He was surprised that he had avoided the killing curse for so long. Every time he fell down, he would gather his magic while his wounds healed due to his healing factor. He must have been hit with several organ decaying, flesh eating, blood boiling curses but his healing factor countered them all even if it took much more time than usual. This time when he fell down, he was too slow and was hit with a couple of Crucios. The pain was intense. Then suddenly it stopped.

He watched in disbelief as Ginny and Remus came out of the gates with groups of goblins wielding spears and swords. He had explicitly told them not to come and they had come against his wishes. But this was not the time to argue with himself. He heard a pretty long list of expletives from Rex when he became aware of that. Harry, who had held a reign on his instincts and fury after careful hours of improving Occlumency, let it all free. Unbridled with no restraints, Harry became a one man killing machine. The wounds he received were healing even as new wounds appeared. He was lost in a haze of adrenaline pumped killing spree. His claws tore through troll skin with as much ease as death eater's skin. His curses crushed the bodies of death eaters and cut them in half. Blood and entrails were spilled everywhere.

By the time the four hour battle was complete and Harry came down from his adrenaline high, the plain was covered in blood. Harry was completely covered in blood, mud and human entrails. Rex was beside him licking himself clean. With a relief he spotted that Ginny and Remus were cheering from the bombardments. He had never noticed them going back inside but was very glad.

Harry and Rex limped back inside the city walls amidst cheers. Rex had miraculously sustained no injuries at all. Harry was a bit too wound up from the battle to make note of it. Harry himself had deep cuts and ruptures in his left leg that were already healing. His clothes were almost completely shredded and he had acquired quite a few scars and bruises that were fading away. His healing factor was really a huge blessing. But the healing factor did nothing to dull the pain. Now that his battle induced adrenaline was gone, the pain was more acute.

He had been greeted with a very relieved and enthusiastic kiss by Ginny and a manly hug by Remus. The goblins led him and his companions to a bathing area to wash up. They enjoyed a nice long bath which Harry and Ginny took together. As a group the four of them were led to a huge dinner hall where a spectacular feast was held in their honor. They were informed that they were the first human visitors to their city.

They were also the first humans honored by goblins in recent history apart from Albus Dumbledore. Ragnok recounted Dumbledore's feat of rescuing Ragnok's own children from Grindlewald's clutches all by himself. Harry was proud of his grandfather and was even more proud to have somewhat matched up to him. Remus and Ginny were given marks to recognize their status as goblin honored humans. When they tried to do the same to Harry, he had to sheepishly explain that he had a healing factor that countered any marks and cuts. When he was questioned about his scar from the failed killing curse, Remus explained that it was because of the irreversible nature of the killing curse. The goblins were disappointed but they did offer to help them in any way they could. They also offered them all monetary compensation but Harry politely refused that they wanted to help them and it was not business. The goblins were extremely pleased to hear that.

They were once again hailed and thanked when they arrived back at Gringotts. Having a moment of inspiration, Remus asked Ragnok to keep this quiet. He explained that he didn't want their names known to the fickle public. Ginny hurriedly explained that it wasn't because that they were ashamed of being known as friends to goblins but because of the incompetence and irrationality of the ministry. Ragnok agreed and promised that the goblins would keep it a secret. He invited them back at another time to their city to explore it properly. All of them agreed since the city did seem very well structured and beautiful.

As soon as they reached the cabin, they were chewed out by Tonks who had been waiting for them. She screamed herself hoarse for worrying her and not sending any word for so many hours. They apologized profusely as an angry metamorphagus who could alter her throat to generate louder sounds that was not pleasant on their eardrums. After her screaming fit, she broke down into tears and confessed that she had already lost so many people close to her and didn't want to lose them too.

Fortunately or unfortunately for them, Remus picked that very moment to propose to her. Already emotionally drained, Tonks socked him one good on the jaw breaking it. She then healed him and scolded on springing this on her at such a moment. Then she told him she was ecstatic to accept and demanded they all go to an all night restaurant in muggle London to celebrate even though it was 3 AM. All of them full from participating in a large feast protested but a withering glare made them agree. Tonks even woke up Kingsley and pulled him along with them. They had a nice time at the restaurant teasing both the couples and advising Kingsley to get a girl. Seeing the amount of choices of liquor, Tonks had gone wild and had one too many drinks. Remus was also inebriated having had quite a few drinks. After the celebration, they wished Kingsley goodbye and Harry and Ginny carried Tonks and Remus back to the cabin through a portal.

The next month only saw two small attacks that were thwarted successfully by ministry aurors. The Daily Prophet claimed it as two huge victories against the armies of darkness. Kingsley and Tonks who had been involved in the attack were laughing their asses off when they read the articles. Tonks knew first hand the number of attacks their small group had stopped and they were on a much larger scale. Far from being pissed, Harry was actually amused and a bit wary for the articles put false hope on the ministry and make them more complacent. But they resigned themselves to the fact that without able minded people in the ministry like Amelia Bones and Arthur Weasley, it was simply inevitable. The ministry was now only about maintaining their public image.

Halloween was the day that Voldemort had selected to devastate Harry. It was the day Harry lost everything he had to live for all over again.

The night previous to Halloween was a full moon and Ginny and Remus were tired. Tonks had applied for leave long ago and stayed back with Harry to look after them at the cabin. In the evening on Halloween day, Diagon alley was attacked by a very large force of Voldemort's army. There were not many people in the alley but the alley was the backbone of the wizarding world's business. The aurors dispatched were getting slaughtered under the effects of dementors. It was really pathetic that there were only a handful of aurors and hit wizards who were capable of producing a Patronus. The horrific effects of dementors were taking a toll on the ranks of ministry personnel.

Many shops were razed and fires were blazing everywhere. Gringotts was locked up as they were not inclined to help those who had refused to help them in their time of need. Kingsley had enough of seeing the slaughter and called two aurors to him. He ordered them to cover him as he wanted to call Harry as this important battle would be lost if he didn't come. He knew the overwhelming fighting force that Harry had become. He could single handedly destroy the death eaters if they were alone but he would also be more than capable of driving off the dementors by the most powerful Patronus seen as the power of Dumbledore's Patronus was also a legend. The two aurors covered him as they broke away from the fighting back towards the Leaky Cauldron. He quickly uttered the password and floo called Harry.

As soon as he heard about the situation from Kingsley, Harry prepared himself to battle. He knew he couldn't use all his gifts that day as many ministry people would be there. He would also have to restrict his instincts and emotions. He knew how easy it was to fight relying on his instincts alone but he knew that if he fought as his instincts instructed him, all his gifts would be revealed to the ministry and he didn't want that to happen. Harry had detested the use of any kind of armor as they impeded his movement which was one of the major factors of his fighting. When he noticed Tonks preparing herself to accompany him, he told her firmly to stay at the cabin and look after Remus and Ginny. She tried to persuade him but he was adamant. In the end she grumpily agreed.

Harry told Rex to transform into what he referred to as battle mode. They both created a portal to Diagon alley and entered the scene of chaos. Instantly, the coldness of dementors enveloped them and their worst memories were brought to the fore. Harry suppressed the voices of his parents and imaginary screams of the Weasleys as he cast the Patronus. Prongs galloped off to the nearest group of aurors who were being accosted by dementors. Harry noted that there were too many dementors and too less Patronuses. Driving the thoughts of inefficiency of ministry aurors from his mind, Harry tried something that he had never tried before. Hiding behind a wall, he wandlessly tried to summon a Patronus. He was surprised when another Prongs leapt out of his palm and raced off towards the dementors. He didn't even know that one could produce two Patronuses at once.

He took his mind off the Patronuses and moved to help the aurors. Scattered groups of aurors fought a losing battle against death eaters and dementors. His Patronuses were driving away the dementors but there were still too many death eaters. Harry used his wand to fire a continuous stream of exploding and cutting curses from auror manuals. When he found a bunch of death eaters together, he cast a nasty fire cum pounding curse known as Pyro Destructum at them. It threw a stream of fire over a large area and also an invisible battering ram pounded over the area. He had found this spell in one of the rarer Combat spells books they had in their collection.

Harry dodged the curses as best as he could and attacked relentlessly. The aurors being the lazy lackeys, didn't come forward to help him at all. They all retreated once they were no longer under direct attack. They were more than content to let their savior, Harry Potter take care of the death eaters.

After two hours of intense fighting, only Harry, Kingsley and few of the more sensible aurors were actively fighting the death eaters. Rex was viciously tearing the death eaters apart. The dementors had fled and the Patronuses had dissipated. All the other aurors and hit-wizards were content to relax and recover. They were all a bit frightened by Rex and made to kill Rex but a sharp reprimand from Kingsley stopped them.

During the battle, Harry briefly faltered due to a sharp pain from his scar. Voldemort seemed to be very happy about something and it did not bode well to anyone. Harry was getting a sinking feeling in his stomach that this attack might have been a diversion. But the size of Voldemort's forces contradicted the idea. When he faltered, he was hit with a couple of Crucios and a lot of cutting and blasting curses. He briefly dropped to the ground in pain but refused to cry out. He was propelled a few feet back bleeding profusely. He was back on his feet when Kingsley distracted his attackers.

Still recovering from the injuries sustained, Harry continued on. His cuts were closing soon as he regained his balance. Harry shouted for Kingsley to cover him for a few seconds as the death eaters had grouped together behind fortified barriers and the aurors were in the open. Kingsley ordered the still fighting four aurors and hit wizards to form a ring over Harry and cover him to the best of their ability.

Harry put a cursory shield over the group as he prepared to be a human catapult. When he told Kingsley his plan, Kingsley right out refused saying that he was mad to even suggest such a thing. Harry told him to shut up and do as he said as they had no other choice now. It would take a precious few minutes to break down the barrier near Knockturn alley that the death eaters had created. It would result in the loss of quite a few aurors if they were to attempt that. Harry could have done it if he could use his full powers but it was no longer an option since the aurors were content on being spectators. Besides, he told Kingsley that Voldemort was very happy about something hinting that there could be an ongoing attack somewhere else. The pain in his scar had lessened but it was still there even after an hour.

Harry put an invisibility spell on Rex and told him to sneak behind the barrier. Once Rex was gone, Harry cast a levitation charm on himself even if it was supposed to be impossible and Kingsley cast a powerful banishing hex at the same moment. The result was that he was catapulted into the air above the barrier by the banishing hex aided by his levitation charm. He launched a slew of Pyro Destructum curses at the death eaters behind the barrier. There were about fifty death eaters behind the barricade and his curses took out over half of them.

He mentally instructed Rex to attack as he landed a few feet behind the barricade. He instantly leapt to his feet and charged at the death eaters sending cutting and exploding curses at them. He got hit by a few curses when he landed and charged but he made sure to avoid the unforgivables even if it meant a few nasty dark curses hit him. He noticed a few shocks on the remaining death eaters at his bold stunt and the ineffectiveness of their bone splinting and shattering curses which he was hit with. Bone destroying curses were a favorite of the death eaters as they caused more pain and incapacitated the victims in a more gruesome manner. Harry was very thankful for his Adamantium laced skeleton and his advanced healing factor.

Within minutes, Harry and Rex were standing on the corpses of the death eaters. The barricade fell apart when the death eaters fell and Harry had to duck to avoid the curses of Kingsley and his four aurors.

Having no patience to chew out the gawping aurors, he indicated Kingsley to take of the mess and ported back to the cabin after taking off the invisibility spell on Rex.

Harry felt frozen with fear as he saw the scene in front of him. Ginny and Remus were stuck on the wall of the cabin which was on fire. They had innumerable silver arrows sticking out of them. Their whole bodies were covered with blood and they were only held up by the arrows. They bodies had sagged against the wall and their faces were contorted in pain and anguish. Seeing Ginny's beautiful red tresses matted in blood horrified him. Her cute night gown had been turned into a red color due to all the blood. She was mauled by cuts and arrows. She no longer had the cheerful but determined face anymore.

Beside her Remus, was in the same condition as her. His slightly ragged robes were pierced by silver arrows and his body had been mangled beyond repair. His face told a story of unbearable agony, both physical and mental. The reason for that was the utterly ravaged and naked body of Tonks laid out before them. Her body was also bloodied and looking at it, it was clear that she had been subjected to every perverse sexual whim of the death eaters. Her body was deathly still and her face was blank. Her eyes were glazed over indicating that her suffering was ended by a killing curse.

His whole world had been destroyed in front of him. The person who he considered as a sister was violated beyond description and killed. His pseudo uncle and his hope of future were on the verge of death. The very reason for his happiness was dying in front of his eyes.

Harry didn't pay any heed to the death eaters around him or their taunts. He ran towards Ginny as fast as he could, surprising the death eaters with his speed.

He spoke hoarsely "Ginnny."

Ginny's tortured brown orbs which were once full of steely determination and untold joy were now dull and tortured. She met his eyes and croaked "Ha… Harry."

Harry was crying openly now not caring for his audience "Please don't die Ginny. I need you. I love you so much. Please don't leave me."

Ginny's replied in a broken voice "I… I am… sorry."

"No Ginny. Please don't say that. I can't live without you. I don't have anyone else." Harry said desperately tears unashamedly running down his bloodied face.

"Kiss me" Ginny begged.

Harry kissed her hungrily hoping to keep her alive. She kissed him back weakly not having the strength to muster enough passion. He couldn't remove the arrows without hurting her. He couldn't even heal her unless the arrows were removed but the arrows were too many.

Ginny broke the kiss and told him earnestly "Please live on Harry. This war has destroyed your life. Remember me but have a happy life Harry. Promise me Harry."

Harry yelled "I can't Ginny. You are my life." He knew it was hopeless but he was not going to acknowledge it.

"Harry please." Ginny begged weakly "Promise that you will not brood for too long. Promise me that you will seek happiness. Grant me this one last wish Harry please."

Harry punched the burning wall helplessly breaking through the wall. He reluctantly agreed "I'll try Ginny."

Ginny had a ghost of a smile on her face and said in her last dying breath "I love you Harry." Her eyes closed and she stopped moving.

Harry shook her while shouting "GINNY… NO… GINNY!" Whatever he did, she did not awake.

He turned to Remus to hear his last words as well "Avenge us cub. I love you." Remus too died stuck to a wall.

Harry slumped down crying helplessly.

Someplace else, Albus Dumbledore, now transformed into a Royal Phoenix was contacted by a hurried voice in his head. The overwhelming magical presence under whom he was training in the ways of the phoenix told him "Your time here is at end Albus Dumbledore. Tom Riddle has defied the fates once again. He has struck a devastating blow to your protégé and charge, Harry Potter. He has killed off the last people he truly loved. You have to leave now. If you do not hurry, Harry Potter shall destroy half of England in blind rage before he clams down. His inner animal shall not rest in peace until he destroys Tom Riddle. Make haste and do us proud. Uphold the legacy of the Phoenix lord."

Albus Dumbledore replied mentally "I shall do my best."

He hastily flew away from this magical place to aid his charge and his beloved grandson.

Harry was devastated. His life was now meaningless. He had nothing to live for now. Ginny had brought hope into his life when he had fuelled it with the need for revenge. Now vengeance was all he had left. He was hit with a strong stinging hex breaking him out of his funk.

He heard Lucius Malfoy's cold drawl "Are you done moping over your filthy half breed Potter? You will soon join your mudblood mother and the other half-breeds you had surrounded yourself with."

"Too bad your bitch was a half-breed. We don't degrade ourselves with trash like that. The auror though was a fine piece of work. She screamed like a starved dog begging us for more when we took turns on her" Augustus Rookwood taunted.

Harry's devastation quickly turned into thunderous rage. Rex's fury of having Harry's 'mate' and 'pack' being killed added fuel to his thirst for vengeance. He had nothing to live for anymore and these bastards were responsible for that. He would make them pay.

Harry growled "You. Will. Pay." Black mist condensed around him giving him a very eerie appearance. Covered in blooded clothes from his previous battle, he looked like the very incarnation of death.

The death eaters were shocked by the vehemence in his voice and the boiling fury underneath it.

Harry pushed out his magic to cover a large area so that they would not escape. Black mist shot out of his body in all directions and formed a huge dome covering the whole clearing and a bit into the forest.

"You look down on everything like animals. You shall be hunted down like worthless pigs that you are." Harry promised softly but it was heard by every death eater in the clearing.

Harry felt something inside him trying to break free. It craved vengeance and destruction. He felt a more primal part of him begin to rise in thunderous rage. He let it free feeding it his need for vengeance and blood.

The death eaters watched horrified as Harry bent forward and tore his t-shirt with his bare hands. He seemed to be breathing very heavily as cracking sounds were heard. He swelled in height as his muscles bulged. His pants and boots tore from the uncontainable strain as he grew black fur all over his body. Hair sprouted all over his body and his legs gained a slightly bent shape having his knees forward. He was standing on his toes as all his nails sharpened. There was a reverberating ripping sound as huge, black leathery wings sprouted from his back. His face lengthened and his jaws stretched into a wolf like muzzle with razor sharp teeth. Two large wolf like ears grew on either side of his elongated face. There were two sharp metallic spikes on his shoulders and three spikes below his neck along his spinal cord. His eyes had turned into a deep boiling orange color. His tail bone lengthened and a long black tail emerged with a wicked spike at its end. He was now covered completely in muscles and black fur standing at an impressive twelve foot. Black, draconic wings were spread which had a humongous thirty foot wingspan. He threw his head back and let out a deep, feral growl that thundered across the clearing and into the forest. He turned towards the death eaters with a salivating, snarling muzzle and eyes filled with bloodlust. Hot breath was visibly being blown from his nostrils. (AN: Imagine the lycan transformation from Underworld with a few extras.)

Unknown to Harry, his platinum chain lengthened with his height and his Adamantium laced bones were expanded and strengthened. Adamantium, being naturally resistive to external magic had been melded with his internal magic and expanded where it was needed. All his five spikes, two on shoulders and three on along his spine were Adamantium spikes. His claws had also lengthened according to his forearm length. Currently they were sheathed inside his forearms.

It was a TERRIFYING sight. The death eaters stumbled back in terror. They had never seen a creature so horrific, filled with bloodlust. Looking into those burning orange eyes, they felt a chilling helplessness settle in the pit of their stomachs. Even their master could never inspire such fear in them. It was as if a god of vengeance had descended in front of them. The roar was like Lion's roar supplemented by a charging bull's furious roar. This beast made them cower like a child. It was an unholy creature of destruction and rage that would have been only in the most horrific nightmares.

The creature took two steps and jumped. It covered the distance between itself and Rookwood in a single bound. Its large foot forced Rookwood to fall flat on his back as it landed on him. Everyone heard his ribs crack under the weight of the foot. The beast bent forward and bit hid head off causing blood to spray on its black fur. It crushed his skull in its jaw and spit it out.

The death eaters did not know that it was Harry who squashed many of their attacks because Harry never left any survivors. So they thought they could take him on. They broke out of their terror induced stupor and started hurling unforgivables at it desperately. For a creature of its size, it moved remarkably quickly. It avoided all curses as it jumped or flew out of the way. Some of the death eaters dropped their wands in fright and ran towards the forest to escape. Rex, who had been forgotten, chased those cowardly death eaters.

To their continued horror, the savage beast popped out three claws from each hand in between its knuckles. The metallic claws were nearly two feet long and looked extremely sharp. The creature swooped down from air and cut through the death eaters with its claws or ripped their heads off.

The death eaters soon found that Crucios and Imperios did not have any apparent effect on the creature. They had no time to communicate the fact as the blood of death eaters soon flowed across the clearing. Each and every death eater in the clearing now wished that they had never joined the dark lord. Funny how their impending deaths changed their view on life.

But they had no chance to go back on their decision now. The creature cut them all down. The ones who had fled the clearing found that they could not go beyond the grayish black barrier whatever they tried. They couldn't apparate and their portkeys didn't work. As they were running, they were being picked off one by one by Rex. Helplessly, they tried to make their way back to their comrades to help kill the creature in hopes of escaping it. By the time they made it back, most of them were already killed by Rex.

The Harry turned creature continued to hunt the death eaters like animals as promised. Ironically the last death eater left was Lucius Malfoy. His pale face was even whiter resembling a vampire. His wand and hand were crushed by an iron tight grip as he was held up by the creature's left 'hand'. He was then vivisected by the three long claws on its right 'hand'. Three claws cut through him vertically from his crotch to his head until his body was in three pieces.

Harry was lost in a haze of apocalyptic fury. His mind had changed to be that of a cross between man and animal. He was ruled by instincts guided by his rage. Instincts and senses were the only things that mattered. He was not capable of rational thought. His only thoughts were to kill. When they were all dead, he roared to the heavens demanding more death eaters to kill. His grayish black magic lashed out at the bodies of death eaters pulverizing them and creating deep craters in the clearing.

He caught scent of an animal nearby. He turned towards Rex not recognizing his familiar. Rex tried to communicate and calm down Harry while evading his attacks. But he had no success. Harry was about to pounce on him when a beautiful phoenix song was heard.

Harry did not want his rage to diminish. He craved for more destruction and death. His vengeance was not yet sated. He took to the air and tried to slash at the phoenix. The phoenix flashed away but continued to sing. Again and again he tried to kill it only for it to flame away. The rage was slipping and he was beginning to transform back into human form.

Finally his rage was quelled by the soothing Phoenix song. He dropped to the ground unceremoniously from a good forty feet as his transformation back to human was completed. He made a good crater as he crashed to the ground.

Harry lay still in the crater as his bruises and cuts mended themselves. He felt so empty, like a hollow shell. Even the uplifting phoenix song could not drive away his desolation completely.

He slowly looked up to the phoenix that had appeared. The phoenix was hovering in front of him. After a comforting trill, it settled on his chest. Its talons dug into his chest but the physical pain was nothing compared to his mental pain. He got his first good look at the phoenix. It was a bigger phoenix than Fawkes. It was silvery white in color with blue wing tips. It had a pair of brilliant blue eyes that reminded him of his adopted grandfather, Albus Dumbledore. Its talons and beak were completely silver. The tail feathers were a mix of silver, white and blue. It was magnificent but he could not trudge up enough feeling to pet it.

The phoenix trilled soothingly at him and bent above his forehead. He watched as it shed a clear silver tear that fell on his forehead. He did not feel any different. He felt that he was too far gone to be helped by a phoenix. Besides why would a phoenix help him? He had killed so many people. He had thought that him being condemned was a fair price for a happy future for his friends. But it was not possible now.

The phoenix let out a sad trill but to his astonishment, he understood it. It said "Oh Harry, my dear boy. I ever thought it would be so bad. I am sorry child."

"Grandpa Albus?" Harry questioned incredulously.

"Yes child. I was given this wonderful gift when I asked for a chance to help you get a happy life. I called for an old ritual that would judge my soul and if found worthy, I would be granted a wish. I had foolishly thought that a pure light creature like a phoenix would carry my soul to be judged. But the task falls to any purely magical creature like a phoenix, griffin or a dragon. Fawkes sacrificed his eternal life to give me a chance of being a phoenix. I am sorry I couldn't come before now dear boy. I was learning to cope with and control the powers of a royal phoenix."

Harry heard a simple trill but he heard the whole narration. He burst into tears once again as the reappearance of Dumbledore caused him to think of all the people he had lost. He hugged the phoenix gently and cried. This was only the second time in past decade of his short life that he had shed tears and both the times were on this very same day.

He heard "Let it out child. I will be here for you."

Harry cried for a good half an hour grieving for all the people he had lost. He cried for the loss of his childhood and dreams. His wonderful vision for future that he had shared with Ginny was now impossible. He had no future now.

Harry removed the bodies of Ginny and Remus from the burning wall. Surprisingly he found a shield around them keeping the flames away. He guessed that the death eaters wanted to torment him by seeing their mangled bodies. He removed the arrows and laid their bodies beside Tonks' body.

He felt nothing as he cleaned up their bodies and covered them by conjured clothes. He carried the bodies through a portal to the graveyard near the Burrow where most of the Order was buried. The phoenix Dumbledore squawked in surprise at his and Rex's creation of portals. Dumbledore vanished in a burst of flame and arrived at the graveyard with Kingsley. Together, they buried Tonks, Remus and Ginny beside the Weasleys and the other Order members.

The papers on the next day carried news of Harry's heroic defense of Diagon alley. The minister posthumously granted him the rights to kill death eaters to maintain a good image in the public. The minister was praised for his war efforts.

There was also a message from Voldemort to the wizarding world. He demanded that they surrender to him by New Year. He proclaimed that he would march to Hogwarts with his army and dared them to challenge him. He gloated that he had destroyed everything and everyone that was close to Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter. He threatened the public he would do the same to all of them. He claimed that he would be the ruler of England by New Year one way or another.

Harry was disgusted by the articles and he disregarded the 'demands' by the public to save them. Who were they to demand anything from him? He had already lost everything in the war.

From that day onward, Harry completely clamped down on his emotions and instincts. How much ever Dumbledore tried to convince him otherwise, he didn't listen. He remembered the awesome power he wielded and he would never let his fury run amok again, at least until he faced Voldemort.

Dumbledore told him about his phoenix ascension and Harry filled him on the events of the past months. When Harry asked how he was able to make out whole sentences when he heard only a short trill, Dumbledore told him that it the power of magic. Music was the most powerful magic of them all as he had said in Harry's first year. Dumbledore also told him that he could not be Harry's familiar but he had been given a charge to aid Harry until he got a happy life, not just complete the war. Harry was grateful and ruefully told him that he would never be free of his duty then as he didn't expect to be happy anymore.

Harry scavenged the ruins of the cabin to find anything useful. He only found the pensieve Remus had. Dumbledore told him that it was his own pensieve that he had gifted to Remus. The only mementoes Harry had of his recently deceased family were the pensieve and the mithril chain that Ginny had gifted him.

Harry never returned to the cabin again as he couldn't shake of the horrifying image of their mangled bodies. He leveled the entire clearing along with the bodies of death eaters. He began to live in a forest in Scotland. He had bought camping gear to sleep in. He usually ate at some muggle restaurant.

Harry had gone back to raze the Grimmauld place. Sirius had detested that place and he held no real fond memories except for a Christmas there. It was oddly satisfying to hear the wails of Mrs. Black's portrait as it was burned down along with the house. Kreacher was already dead when he went to demolish the house.

Harry feverishly practiced his skills. He bought highly advanced books on dangerous and destructive combat spells and learnt from it. It was slow going as he had always learnt better with a practical lesson. But Dumbledore helped him by advising him.

Dumbledore and Rex got along very well. Since Dumbledore was an accomplished Occlumens and Legilimens before death, he had no problems with Rex's telepathy. Natural phoenixes would not have been able to communicate with his telepathic powers but since he was a human before, he could do it.

Dumbledore told him that Harry had to give him a new name as he wasn't a human anymore. He said he wanted to have a fresh start with Harry. After turning down a list of silly muggle names from Dumbledore, they settled on Tyrael (pronounced as Ty-ri-ale) or Rael for short. It was a name of a mythical angel who had remained behind to help humans when all other angels fled to heaven. Harry felt it was fitting as Dumbledore had remained behind to help him when he could have gone on. Dumbledore was honored to have that name.

Harry asked Dumbledore what he had meant by Royal Phoenix and how he was different from a normal phoenix. Dumbledore explained that Royal phoenixes were bigger than normal phoenixes and were usually white in color. Normal phoenixes traveled through red and yellow fire which was not so hot. But Royal phoenixes traveled through white hot fire. They also had more prowess in magic and were capable of shedding more than one type of tear.

Hoping that he could help Harry cope with is burden, Dumbledore / Tyrael told him of his own experiences during the war with Grindlewald. He told him the real end of Grindlewald. He told that Grindlewald had killed every one of his family except for his brother Aberforth. He told that he had sought out Grindlewald and rendered him useless within five minutes of dueling. There was simply no competition between them. Dumbledore was far more accomplished wizard than Grindlewald. He admitted shamefully that he had tortured Grindlewald for over an hour mercilessly and then after a lot of begging from Grindlewald, killed him. He assured him that it was his right to extract revenge in any way he wished. If he so wished, Harry was perfectly entitled to torture those who destroyed his pseudo family.

Harry had gone to Gringotts once to clear up the wills of Ginny, Remus and Tonks. At Gringotts he learnt that he also had a Potter family vault which could not be opened due to lack of a password.

Harry confronted Tyrael / Dumbledore about the things he had hidden from him. Dumbledore told him that he knew of the family vault. Since it could not be opened, he had decided that it was better for him to not know instead of wondering what was inside it when he could not open it. Conferring with Gringotts, he found that they did not even know where the vault was located in Gringotts. Blacks, Potters and a few other old families had this feature. A special cart would take them to the family vaults if the password was given. They told him that Sirius had come to the bank and emptied his family vault in to many normal vaults for Harry to access it since Harry was not a Black by blood.

Dumbledore also admitted that he had gone against his parents' wishes to place him with the Longbottoms. Of all the people, Narcissa Malfoy was his godmother as she was his mother's best friend. Because of Lucius, he could not be placed with them. The nearest candidate would have been Neville's grandmother but she was old and she could hardly take care of Neville. Besides, Harry would get a much better blood protection at the Dursleys.

Dumbledore reluctantly admitted one more thing that he was sure would make Harry angry and he was right. When Dumbledore admitted that it was Snape that told Tom the prophecy and directed him to the Potters, Harry was livid. Given the fact that it was Snape that killed tried to kill Dumbledore too, Harry verbally bashed Dumbledore for his naivety. Harry also told Dumbledore that Snape, being in the inner circle should have known about Peter Pettigrew being a death eater. And yet Snape had never told a soul about it and even when he was confronted about it in Harry's third year, he had tried to get Sirius prosecuted again. Harry didn't talk to Dumbledore for two days after that. He lashed out his anger by training viciously. Dumbledore later apologized for keeping these things from him and agreed that some people are beyond redemption.

Harry reluctantly forgave him in exchange of more details about the life of his parents. Harry was shocked when he learnt that his father was an unspeakable. Being auror was only a cover. He was further surprised when he told that Sirius was his partner among unspeakables too. He was blown away when he was told that Arthur Weasley was their mentor and he was also an unspeakable. When Harry asked him if he was ever an unspeakable or was the head of them, Dumbledore told him that he was never an unspeakable. He had never wanted to be limited by authority so he had always followed his own path. Actually Nicolas Flamel was the real head of Department of Mysteries and being his mentor, had told him a few things about his best operatives.

Harry's mother on the other hand was a brilliant Potion mistress who was second ever apprentice of Nicolas Flamel in Alchemy after Dumbledore. She was also preparing to obtain an apprenticeship under professor Flitwick in Charms. She helped Flamel with is projects and thus knew the real work James and Sirius did.

Dumbledore also told him about the pranks the Marauders played in school from a headmaster's perspective. Dumbledore told him that he was very proud of them for supporting Remus and working hard to just help him. His mother on the other hand was somewhat of a general helper. She helped everyone in need. That is how she had become friends with Narcissa Black. Lily had helped her from being bullied by older Ravenclaw students in their second year. It was shocking to know that Narcissa Malfoy had been a Ravenclaw. He told Harry that Alice who later married Frank Longbottom was also a very close friend of the two.

Harry listened enraptured to Dumbledore's stories. He had never known so much about his parents. He was always hungry for details about his parents and he had often pestered Remus for stories. Remus had not known that Sirius and James were unspeakables. It was also nice to hear about his parents from the perspective of a mentor.

Voldemort had completely stopped his attacks in preparation for his New Year attack. Only the dementors were sucking out souls at random. Harry once again tried to find some way to permanently kill a dementor. He tried to combine two of his Patronuses but it didn't work. The answer came to him during on the dementor attacked he chanced to stumble across. He noticed that the dementors fled from Tyrael's presence.

He smacked his head ruefully for not thinking of the obvious before. When Dumbledore and Rex questioned him, he explained his thoughts. Wizards were very old fashioned and were set in their beliefs. They believed that Patronus was the only was to drive away dementors and that dementors could not be killed. He explained that, apart from soul sucking and nightmarish visions, dementors were associated with cold. The area around them froze. In the muggle world, it was commonly known that fire and heat combats cold.

So he tried to fire related spells on them. He tried Incendio but it was too weak. He tried Flammare Immobulus which produced a bigger fireball but it was also useless. He even tried Pyro Destructum but it just produced a stream of fire and not hotter fire. He needed more heat in the fire to combat the freezing nature of dementors. Normal fires would be extinguished in their presence. The dementors did back up a bit when he used Pyro Destructum but they were not harmed in any way. He even tried an intense fire spell that Dumbledore thought him called Serepto Nova Istere. It was an old spell that Dumbledore had found during his research days. It resulted in a cone of intense blue fire. This spell took a lot of energy and was usually used against Inferi, the undead. This spell managed to nick the dementors but they were able to quickly extinguish it. This was the only spell that even came close to harming the dementors but it was also not enough. Harry decided that he had to find a solution before the final battle that was scheduled at the start of the New Year.

He had discussed strategy with Dumbledore for the final battle. Being the headmaster, Dumbledore had known the secrets of Hogwarts where the battle was going to take place. Having survived and led two wars, Dumbledore was a prodigal tactician. He advised Harry to collapse all the secret tunnels from Hogsmeade and if possible collapse Honeydukes store too. He told Harry to ask the unspeakables for help to combat the armies. Harry would be the main fighter but he did need some back to not be overwhelmed. Unspeakables were heavily trained in combat and were highly competent. Dumbledore told Harry that it was better that ministry aurors and hit-wizards did not participate in the battle. They would be slaughtered easily and they would prove to be a hindrance rather than being helpful.

He told Harry of some ways of sealing them either at the ministry or at Hogwarts. He could ask professor Flitwick's help as he was also a ward master to contain the useless ministry army within Hogwarts. Or he could build a very thick metal wall around Hogwarts to keep them all inside. Harry decided to contain them inside Hogwarts somehow rather than the ministry as he didn't know the ministry building so well.

Upon his assent, Tyrael / Dumbledore carried a letter to the unspeakables about the final battle. The true head was not present and the acting head wrote back that they would be happy to help. Harry did not wish for them to interrupt him and wrote another letter telling them explicitly not to interfere with him. He assured them that he was more than capable of handling himself and let them in on the fact that it was him and his friends that ended many attacks along with the destruction of Voldemort's army that attacked the goblins. They were shocked but they agreed to follow his directions. On Rex's suggestion he asked them to become an aerial combat group on brooms and concentrate on magical creatures leaving the death eaters to him. He also asked them to leave the thick skinned giants and trolls to him. He also demanded that they do not tell the minister about any of this. They assured them that they would not as their combat unit was not known to the minister at all. They informed him that the minister only thought that the Department of Mysteries only dealt with research on the arcane and the unknown.

Even though Dumbledore asked Harry to ask the goblins for help, Harry refused. He did not want to endanger them. He only sent them a letter to keep away from Hogwarts during the battle. They thanked him and said that if he ever needed aid, he could ask them. He sent a similar note to centaurs to keep away from the battle and be safe in the forest. They did not deem it necessary to reply to him and he was used to their snobbishness.

He was determined to destroy Voldemort on his own and leave the wizarding world behind. He had already made plans with Dumbledore and Rex to go to Charles Xavier and his mutant school.

Two months went by in a flash. Harry's unyielding training had given him a deadly arsenal of spells and weapons. Dumbledore had suggested brewing a few obscure potions he knew that would cause tremendous destruction but Harry nixed the idea. He had neither the patience nor the skill to brew such difficult concoctions. He did send a letter to the unspeakables regarding the potions though.

They had cemented their plans and he had secretly sent a letter to Flitwick requesting his help in sealing the ministry inside Hogwarts. Flitwick had replied that he had overheard the plans of the ministry. With the help of Flitwick and Kingsley, they had learnt that the ministry would camp at Hogwarts two days before the battle and set traps. They were preparing to convert many unused classrooms into infirmaries. They planned to bring in St. Mungos specialists to Hogwarts. He learnt from Flitwick that Madame Pomfrey was not pleased by that. Harry was also not pleased when he learnt that the ministry was encouraging students of fifth year and above to fight.

Harry immediately wrote a letter to former DA members to help Flitwick and disregard anything that the ministry said. He told them to ask other students to also do as Flitwick, Sprout and Pomfrey told them to. He received a negative reply stating that they had been practicing according to his words at the start of the year and that they were ready to face death eaters. He wrote back a scathing reply telling them to stop acting like petulant kids and keep themselves safe. There was no way he would let any more lives to be lost in his generation. Most of the previous generation may have been idiots but he hoped his generation was more sensible and that they would survive the war.

Harry had never thought much about it but when Tyrael / Dumbledore asked Rex how he was able to avoid injuries so well, he too was interested to know. Rex told them that his skin was as powerful as dragon hide and that when he grew scales, another powerful additional layer of protection was available to him. It was like wearing a very potent armor. Rex told them that even some very nasty curses failed to penetrate his scales let alone his skin. He avoided the unforgivables as he didn't want to test them out.

Harry tried not to think of Remus and Tonks. He partially succeeded by burying his thoughts through Occlumency. But Ginny was an altogether another matter. No matter what he did his thoughts never strayed far from Ginny. He remembered their vision of future and then his thoughts led him to see her impaled form near her death. He had nightmares about her every night. He hardly got enough sleep at night and it was only his healing factor that enabled him to function properly. To avoid thinking of Ginny, he clamped down on all his emotions and thoughts. It made him feel like a cold statue but it was all he could do to lessen the pain of memories.

Two months brought a lot of changes. Since Voldemort had not conducted any other attacks except for letting dementors free, the minister utilized this to boost the ministry's position in the view of the public. Voldemort's threat that he would take Hogwarts come New Year was all but driven from public's mind. The minister assured the people at every chance he got that aurors were being deployed at Hogwarts and that the ministry would handle everything.

Harry had come across dementors one or twice during the two months. The first time, he almost couldn't produce a Patronus. Every happy memory of his was attacked to a sad memory. After Ginny, Remus and Tonks died, he did not have happy thoughts. Every memory he tried to use brought up the depressing events. Happy memories of time spent with Ginny were especially painful. In the end, he used a memory of Dumbledore telling him he loved him like a grandson to produce a Patronus. It was only possible because of the encouragement Dumbledore provided by singing an uplifting phoenix song.

Harry on the other hand had finished all his preparations regarding plans and he was now training himself. He had picked up a bad habit of cutting himself. His healing factor healed everything in seconds but he continued to cut himself up again and again. The mental pain was becoming too much to handle. His claws helped a lot to cut himself. His healing factor did not dampen the pain by any means. So he cut himself where he could feel the most pain. He had learnt to live with pain all his life and in battles, adrenalin countered the pain. But his voluntary pain was like a balm to his mental anguish. He knew his body best after all and he used it to produce the most painful cuts he could make. He could only go to sleep if Tyrael sang to him.

Finally the day had arrived, the day of the final battle, at least according to Harry.

As usual, Harry didn't wear any armor. Even though he had asked the goblins to keep out of the battle, they had offered to make him a truly exquisite armor. But he had refused saying that he was not comfortable with armor. So on this day, he wore jeans and t-shirt, decidedly muggle wear just to spite the death eaters and Voldemort when they saw him. It was one of the t-shirts that Ginny helped pick up too.

It was time for him to leave for Hogwarts. Kingsley had sent word that all of the ministry aurors had gathered inside Hogwarts to wait for Voldemort and his army. It was the perfect time to seal them all in.

Harry created a portal to a place near the whomping willow. He asked Tyrael to bring professor Flitwick to him. Harry had initially tried to learn to put up wards by himself but he failed spectacularly. Tyrael/Dumbledore told him that it needed careful spell casting and years of study. It was not like learning a spell and performing it, there were too many factors to creating a ward. That was why he needed Flitwick's help. It was a much too delicate process to be handled like a common curse.

Until Flitwick arrived, Harry gathered a huge amount of his magic and created an illusionary wall around Hogwarts. This illusion was to fool the others to see what he wished and not what he was going to do. It was going to hide his work until it was complete. After it was done, Harry took a breath to collect himself. He seemed to have unlimited amounts of magic but still it took power to channel that much amount of magic.

He had learnt to conjure metal under the tutelage of Dumbledore/Tyrael. It was not an easy thing to do and only a few handfuls throughout the world could do it. It was not simply conjuring. It required transfiguring particles in the air to actually make it work. Harry had practiced ever since he had finished his plan. He conjured tall, thin wall of iron. Iron was an easy metal to conjure since it was a base metal unlike steel. Harry then pushed his magic into enlarging the metal. Enlarging metals was simply not done in the wizarding world but when was Harry normal? He concentrated on the spell and formed a dome of iron covering Hogwarts so that not even fliers could penetrate it. It would also keep aurors with brooms inside the castle. Then he expanded the iron dome to be ten foot thick so that it could not be easily overcome.

Harry sat down to rest. It took a lot to channel that much amount of power and he had not done it on such a scale before. Professor Flitwick arrived in a flash of flame beside him. In an instant, he had his claws out and pointing towards the small professor.

The professor was startled seeing his claws. He was even more distressed seeing the blank face of Harry. Harry didn't offer any explanation. Seeing Harry cold and emotionless moved the tiny professor. He advised Harry to let his emotions out and didn't get any reply. He tried to tell him that bottling up his emotions would not be good to his health but all he got a blank face.

Harry told him to put some ward to keep them all in. The professor told that he could put up a repellant ward easily enough and he did put it up. He traced some runes in the air and chanted in an unintelligible language. After five minutes of continuous chanting, he said that he was done.

Flitwick was amazed with the iron dome that Harry had put up. He was flabbergasted when he mentioned that it was ten feet thick and that he also had an illusion wall inside that.

Harry felt that a simple repellant ward was not enough. People with strong will could overcome it. He did not want his iron dome to be weakened from the inside as well as the outside. So he asked the professor to put up some containment ward. It could like the ones that they used to keep magical pets inside a limited area. The professor said that he did not have the power to put up such a ward over the whole of Hogwarts. They would need at least a dozen men to put up a ward like that over a large area like Hogwarts. Rex suggested that Harry supply the power to the ward and Flitwick direct it. Dumbledore trilled that it was possible and asked Harry to push his magic to the handle of professor Flitwick's wand as he created the ward.

Harry relayed the idea to professor Flitwick and being the Ravenclaw head, he was excited to see if it would work. He was also curious to see if Harry had such magical reserves. Creating the dome was thought to be impossible and even if it was done, he knew it would have drained up to thirty powerful wizards for a week. As Flitwick directed the wand to create the ward, Harry supplied the power. His magic flowed from his hand into professor Flitwick's wand in a grayish black beam. Flitwick worked tirelessly for an hour as Harry continued pumping in more and more magic. Finally it was done. Professor Flitwick had even managed to tie the ward to the main anti-apparation and anti-portkey wards of the castle.

Harry was happy that it was done but he was very tired. He sat down heavily and leaned on Rex who was resting beside him. He gave no reply to Flitwick's concerned queries and asked Tyrael to take Flitwick back inside. Before he left, Harry instructed the professor to take charge of the castle and do his best to keep everyone in. The professor promised to try his best.

Harry was winded from expending so much magic. He asked Rex to keep a look out and took a short nap.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore had flashed professor Flitwick directly to the headmaster's office. He picked up a book from the shelf with his beak and dropped it on the tiny professor. Flitwick was a bit confused at first but then he understood that the phoenix wanted him to do something. He opened the book and read it. It was the detailed book on protections of Hogwarts. When he reached the details of sealing Hogwarts, the phoenix stopped him. He read that section in detail understanding what the phoenix was helping him do. Reading it clearly, he knew that he could activate the feature if he could find the ward stone.

The phoenix then led him to a side chamber through a portrait and pushed a section of the wall in the chamber. The floor in the centre of the chamber opened upwards to reveal the large oval ward stone. Ward stones were very rare and could only be found in ancient manors or castles. The knowledge of creating ward stones were lost centuries ago in various wars.

Flitwick then followed the instructions in the book to activate the sealing feature. All the windows and doors of Hogwarts closed by themselves and turned into stone. The castle changed such that there were only walls in the castle now. Flitwick knew it would cause panic and asked the phoenix to drop him off in the main hall and request it to bring everyone in the castle to the great hall. Most of the aurors were already in the hall except for those on patrol. The students were having lunch, so most of them were in the hall. Dumbledore / Tyrael found the patrolling aurors and deposited them in the hall against their protests. He found a few students in the library and a few in the dorms. He took them all to the great hall.

A few hours passed and Harry was woken up by Rex. He spotted a few people approaching him on brooms and guessed them to be unspeakables. They were shocked when they saw the iron dome. Harry noticed that there were only about thirty of them present. He wondered about the true number of unspeakables. He resolved to talk to Tyrael about the department of mysteries later. He didn't know a thing about their structure or their specialties.

He noted that all thirty of them had battle armor on and were equipped with a lot of stuff. Most of them didn't make sense to him. Each of them also carried a large backpack. The leader informed them that they had some useful weapons that could take out some creatures and cause large scale destruction. Harry told them to stick to the air and not get involved the ground fighting. He told them to not waste their energy on giants and trolls when they attacked since they were magically immune to many things.

Harry had them all swear on their magic to keep what they see in the battle a secret. They were a skeptical thinking that he might run away or something. He assured them that the only way he would return that day was after the death of Voldemort. They agreed and took the oath. He cautioned them to keep their sights on the enemies and not get startled by anything he did. To reduce their shock, he popped out his claws and showed them a bit of wandless magic. He didn't want them to freeze in battle due to shock and get killed. They were shocked seeing both but wisely kept quiet.

There was nothing else to do but wait now. It was almost dusk and he knew Voldemort would attack soon.

Harry was right. Voldemort and his huge army arrived right at dusk. He signaled the unspeakables to stay back. He wondered what Voldemort would do. The iron dome was visible to all and he heard Voldemort's scream of outrage. Harry knew for sure that Voldemort had arrived because the pain in his scar amplified. Voldemort's anger brought him more pain. Even with his mental Occlumency shields operating at full strength, the pain was not blocked.

Harry had guessed right. Voldemort would freak out on seeing the dome. Voldemort had moved to the back of his army and sent forth the first wave from his army.

Hundreds of dementors glided forward along with dozens of vampires. Harry was surprised to see vampires when it wasn't night yet. Tyrael told him that magical vampires were immune to sunlight. The dementors blotted out the different shades of red of the setting Sun and coated the sky in black. Apparently, Vampires, being undead could tolerate the numbing presence of the dementors. It seemed the chill didn't seem to affect them.

Harry was satisfied to see that Patronuses were already emerging from the wands of unspeakables and that they had taken to the air. He also produced his Patronus and Prongs raced towards the dementors. He had thought long and hard about fire hot enough to harm the dementors. The only fire hot enough to kill the dementors would be right from the earth's core. The hot magma would definitely do the job.

Harry used his magic to rise in the air. Black mist collected around him as he prepared to extract the magma from the earth's core. The Patronuses were the means to help delay the dementors. He was happy to see that some of the traps set the ministry were triggered by the vampires who charged from the ground. They were blown up to pieces whenever the traps were triggered. Many vampires died in the initial charge.

Harry created a cocoon of magic to collect the magma. He then pushed his magic to summon the magma from earth's core. He was using an advanced version of summoning charm that caused the objects to teleport to the location. Harry directed the magma to the cocoon of magic. The heat was unbearable even at a good distance of fifty feet. The unspeakables were attacking the vampires and they avoided the immense heat of the magma. Slowly magma filled the cocoon. Harry then used his magic to control the cocoon as it flew towards the dementors.

The shrieks of agony from the dementors almost broke his eardrums had he not applied deafening charms. Dementors fell easily to the magma cocoon but it was too slow and he couldn't keep it flying everywhere. Dementors were flocking the unspeakables and him. Tyrael was keeping them at bay near him but there were too many of them.

Harry had an insane idea. He produced another Patronus wandlessly. He had long ago abandoned his wand. He called for Prongs before it galloped away. He was a bit surprised when it listened to him. He pushed more magic into Prongs and asked it to get bigger. Surprisingly, it did. He pushed more magic until Prongs was about twenty five feet tall with huge antlers. He then brought back the magma cocoon near him after putting many cooling charms on himself. He then put an inverted physical shield on Prongs and tied it to the Patronus. He then directed the magma inside the Patronus hoping that it would be contained inside Prongs. He was happy when it did. He filled up Prongs completely with magma. Even the antlers and hooves were filled with magma. Harry noticed that there was still a lot of magma left. He called back his other Prongs and made it bigger. He filled this Patronus also to the brim with magma and told them both to attack anything of Voldemort's army.

Harry was happy to see his idea worked. Both Prongs were killing dementors effortlessly. He was ecstatic to note that a multitude of Patronus had joined the few outside. He guessed that the people inside the castle could feel the presence of dementors and had produced their Patronuses. The Patronuses could apparently pass thought the wards and the iron dome. The normal Patronuses were herding the dementors together. Then Prongs would come and destroy the dementors. It was lucky that dementors could only float a few feet above the ground if need be.

Harry then turned to the vampires. They were also being burned by Prongs but there were still enough of them. Harry knew that vampires were vulnerable to fire. So he used the only area affecting fire spell, Pyro Destructum. He pushed more magic than usual into the spells and noted that the streams of fire were very large. The battering ram effect pounded quite a few vampires to pulp. But he was frustrated to note that they almost seemed to anticipate his spells. They moved away from where he had pointed his spell but a few were still caught in the spell due to the area affect. The vampires had reached the iron dome and were casting spells at the dome. They were chipping away slowly at the ten feet thick dome. Harry attacked the vampires near the dome first. They tried to cast spells at him but he easily escaped as he had got the hang of flying using his magic. Till this day, he didn't even know that vampires could even use magic. Apparently they could, just like the werewolves.

Harry knew there were hundreds if not thousands of vampires in England. But only a few hundred had attacked. Using his sharp eyes, he had noted that there were no more vampires remaining in Voldemort's camp. He continued to attack them and reinforced the dome whenever he could. He could see that the vampires were frustrated that the dome was getting repaired so easily every time. The Patronuses were done destroying all the dementors. With so many normal Patronuses helping, it was over quicker than he had anticipated. The other Patronuses dissipated once they noted that the dementors were gone but the two magma filled Prongs were still corporeal. He directed to stay until the battle finished and asked them to attack the vampires.

With two huge magma filled Prongs, it was easy to kill off all the vampires that had attacked. The unspeakables were still alive and were hovering near him. He directed the Patronuses to stay a bit further from them all to keep away the immense heat.

Harry was not tired at all. The nap had helped more than he had realized. His sharp eyes caught the reminder of Voldemort's army. There were hundreds of black robe clothed death eaters. There were dozens of giants and trolls. He was actually a bit disappointed with Voldemort's army. It was certainly not as much as he had expected. Voldemort had not acquired more creatures at all.

Harry gathered a lot of his magic and pushed it out of his hands. He formed a huge dome of black colored magic to keep them all in. He didn't want Voldemort of any of his death eaters to escape today. He almost collapsed from channeling that much amount of magic. He faltered a bit in the air as his concentration was divided between maintaining hovering and blanketing the area with his magic.

Voldemort sent his next wave immediately. About three hundred death eaters a few dozen trolls advanced. Harry was shocked when Acromantulas poured out from the forbidden forest and advanced on him. He was even more shocked when Centaurs fell upon the Acromantulas.

He directed one Prongs to help the Centaurs and the other to kill the death eaters. Since spells did not affect the Patronuses, they were invaluable in the fight. Harry was happy that the death eaters did not have the foresight to carry brooms as they all rushed on foot towards him. A few traps that were still active triggered killing a few death eaters. Still they rushed at him.

The unspeakables flew high in the air and began dropping vials of potions at them. His sharp eyesight could make out that the potions were a violent purple in color. The potions caused huge explosions. Harry himself had to evade hundred of spells that were shot at him. He mentally told Rex to aid the centaurs and one Prongs to kill the Acromantulas.

Harry put up a shield around himself and all the unspeakables with a thought. He had discovered that he did not need to channel his magic though his hands. He had simply extended the magic that had collected around him towards the unspeakables and put up the strongest shield he knew, Sperectum. He put the same shield around himself.

He flew around to escape the spells but he was getting hit a lot. So he conjured a large iron platform under him to block the unforgivables as physical objects could stop them. He saw Prongs run through the death eaters as though they were made of parchment. He then conjured huge blocks or iron and dropped them on trolls. The trolls were crushed under the immensely heavy blocks of iron. By the time he was done with trolls, more than half of the death eaters of the original 300 in the wave were dead. He continued to conjure iron blocks and drop them on death eaters to kill them.

He saw Rex and the other Prongs had finished with the Acromantulas and they were attacking the death eaters. The Centaurs made no move to help him and returned to the forest. 'Arrogant selfish snobs' he thought and flicked them off.

Tyrael was flying high above them singing that calming song. He did not need it now. He had suppressed his emotions as it was. But it helped to ease the pressure. He noted that four unspeakables were down but the others were considerably cheered by the Phoenix song.

They didn't get any reprieve as Voldemort decided not to play anymore and sent his remaining army together. He was surrounded by him inner circle. Voldemort took out his wand and cancelled the mass invisibility charm he had kept on snakes. There were hundreds of snakes. They all pulled ahead of the death eaters. Voldemort's huge pet snake, Nagini was leading them.

Harry didn't want to kill the snakes just because they were controlled by Voldemort. He put a sonorous charm on himself and hissed them to go away. To enforce his point, he blasted Nagini to pieces. Snakes understood power and they obeyed the stronger parselmouth and moved away. Voldemort shouted in rage as he was the only who understood what had happened.

Harry thought that it was good idea to continue using the iron blocks idea. The death eaters were still a bit far. So he conjured huge balls of iron and banished them towards the death eaters. They dropped on the death eaters and with their momentum, rolled over death eaters in their path. A few of the blocks were stopped by powerful death eaters, one of them by Voldemort. Harry continued to use the same technique as the two magma filled Patronus and Rex fell upon them. The singing of Tyrael was bolstering the unspeakables.

Harry told Tyrael loudly to help the unspeakables and flash them away if they were in danger. He was a bit surprised and happy when unspeakables started dropping different dark blue colored potions. These potions released a gas that petrified the death eaters who inhaled it.

Curses rained on him and the unspeakables. His iron platform was being chipped away by the killing curses. He saw two more unspeakables fall to the hail of curses. The giants and the remaining trolls had already reached the iron dome and were pounding away on the dome with their clubs. A few death eaters were also trying to pierce the dome with spells. Harry couldn't concentrate on that anymore as he had hundreds of death eaters to deal with. There were at least four hundred death eaters remaining.

He was shocked to see two groups of fifty goblin warriors appear on either side of the death eaters. They were armored and were carrying various weapons from wicked looking swords to long, sharp spears. The goblins charged at the giants and trolls with a war cry.

Voldemort hissed out loud "WHAT ISSS THE MATTER POTTER? ARE YOU AFFFRAID TO FIGHT LIKE A MAN? FOOLISSSH LITTLE BOY. AT LEASSST YOUR MUDBLOOD MOTHER FACED ME. YOUR PATHETIC FATHER ALSSSO SSSTOOD UP TO ME BEFORE HE DIED."

Harry was getting very angry. He tried to clamp down on his emotions but then he realized this was the last time he had to fight Voldemort. This was chance at revenge.

Voldemort continued "I HEARD YOUR FILTHY GIRLFRIEND HAD MORE OF THE VAULTED GRIFFYNDOR COURAGE THAN YOU POTTER. I WOULD HAVE LIKED TO TORTURE HER MYSSSELF. ALASSS SSSHE WAS KILLED BY MY FOLLOWERSSS."

Voldemort said this as though it was a great tragedy. Harry could not contain his fury any longer. It burst out of all his Occlumency barriers. He let loose all his hold on his instincts and emotions. He was once again in the haze of thunderous fury. Black colored magic collected around him as he let loose a scream of unbridled fury.

He began to change once again. The death eaters stopped to see him transform in awe and fear. Even Voldemort, the goblins and the unspeakables felt a chill in their hearts and stopped to watch him.

He grew taller and black fur and hair sprouted all over his body. Muscles appeared and his jaw lengthened. Two huge black draconic wings and spiked tail ripped from his back and tail bone. His clothes fell apart and two large wolf like ears appeared. Spikes appeared on his shoulders and spine. He opened his rage filled blood orange eyes and howled at the sky.

In his murderous rage, not even Tyrael's renewed singing could hold him back anymore. He would get his revenge today and destroy anything in his path.

He fell upon the death eaters like a plague. He lashed out with his magic obliterating the death eaters. He popped open his huge claws and cut though ranks of death eaters before they could even move. Every human and magical creature in the battlefield was frozen with fear. The giants had stopped hammering the iron dome. The goblins had stopped throwing spears and the unspeakables were hovering on brooms.

His attack triggered them all into action. Harry was lost in his bloodlust and he paid no heed to the numerous curses that hit him. He didn't fire any spells at all. He just lashed out with beams of pure magic which caused more destruction than any spell he knew.

He fought furiously attacked anything in his path. The goblins and the unspeakables wisely stayed out of his way. The two magma filled Patronuses dissipated as he had no more control over them. It seemed that even if the Patronuses could listen to him, he needed a tiny bit of concentration about them to maintain their form. The magma spilled on the nearby death eaters killing them horribly by roasting them alive. Rex, in his scaled form was tearing at the death eaters that were trying to pierce the iron dome. Tyrael had given up on trying to calm down Harry and was back to helping unspeakables who were attacking the death eaters.

Harry reveled in all the blood he was spilling. He enjoyed the screams of terror as the death eaters tried to flee regardless of what their master had ordered. Only a few brave death eaters were firing spells at him. The others were trying their best to flee from the battle. Only a few death eaters were trying to destroy the iron dome covering Hogwarts and that was because Harry was not attacking them. Goblins were killing the trolls with their long spears and were ganging upon the giants.

Voldemort was trying his best to contain his fear. He was shouting at his death eaters to face the demon as he called Harry. He threw a Crucios at the fleeing death eaters to stop them but they were too afraid to stay anymore. He himself was no better but he had decades of practice to rely upon. He was actually trembling for the first time in his life. This demon… this beast… was destroying his death eaters so easily. Its glowing demonic eyes had terrified him to the core.

Voldemort was beginning to regret trying to take Hogwarts. First, Potter did the unthinkable and killed his dementors. Well that was the second thing after erecting a huge dome of iron around Hogwarts. It would have required a ton of magical energy and he was still fighting. Then he easily dispatched the vampires. The unspeakables and the small traps of the pitiful ministry made a considerable dent in his next wave of death eaters and trolls. They too were destroyed by Potter. The Acromantulas were killed by the blasted Centaurs and that fire Patronus.

Finally, he ordered an all out attack. The snakes fled after his pet, Nagini had been killed. He was actually pleased when the giants and trolls got to the dome and were pounding away at it. Potter's initial attacks of iron balls had scared him as conjuring metal on that scale was unheard of. Even he, the great Lord Voldemort, heir of Slytherin, couldn't have achieved such a feat. But now Potter had somehow changed into a demonic beast and was destroying everything he had built up. The filthy goblins were attacking his giants and trolls and were actually managing to kill them.

Now he wanted to flee and gather another army to fight the brat. He had never expected the brat to be so powerful. He needed to find some way to gain a lot more power if he wanted to match Potter. He acknowledged that he was very afraid. His death eaters no longer listened to him and his army was no more. He decided that fleeing was the best option now.

He tried to apparate but it was blocked. He knew he could easily pierce through the Hogwarts wards as they were not that strong. He fought hard to not panic. Dark lords do not panic. He tried to activate his portkey but to his horror, it also didn't work. He was stuck here. He was intelligent enough to guess that the grayish black shield that Potter put up was responsible for this. He had to forsake his dignity and run like common muggle filth if he wanted to escape. He didn't see the end of the shield even if he wanted to run.

Harry got bored with the death eaters as they were not proving to be challenge. So he directed his fury at the giants that were pounding away the iron dome and were fighting the goblins. He flew down upon them and released a blast of his magic. The beam hit the iron dome and the shrapnel pierced the two giants nearby. A sizable dent had formed on the dome. He landed on the head of a giant and used his claws to cut open its brain. The tick giant skin did not deter his Adamantium claws at all. He flew off as the giant toppled.

The goblins backed away and chased after the fleeing death eaters when they saw Harry attack the giants. The unspeakables also cleared the area and flew towards the escaping death eaters. Remembering the last time this happened, Rex too ran after the death eaters. Tyrael was catching the death eaters with his talons and was flashing them back near Rex and the goblins.

Harry attacked the giants, trolls and the death eaters near the dome until they were all dead. He used blasts of his magic to obliterate trolls and death eaters. Giants were only stopped momentarily by the blasts and hence he cut them up with his own claws. He had created many dents in the dome to kill the giants with shrapnel. At one place, there was even a hole through the ten foot thick dome.

That done, he turned his attention back to the fleeing death eaters. Most of the death eaters were dead. Of the initial 600 in this wave, there were only about two dozen remaining. Of course he didn't know any of this. His rage only knew that he still had enemies to kill. The others backed away again when they saw him. He killed the death eaters by blasting them of skewing them with his claws.

Now Voldemort was the only one remaining. Harry landed ten feet away from the petrified dark lord. The ground shook a little from his landing. He advanced towards Voldemort with his huge leathery wings flared behind him.

Voldemort furiously shouted spell after spell at the advancing creature. Goblins, unspeakables, Rex and Tyrael watched as destiny was fulfilled.

Voldemort in his fear forgot the unforgivables and was using all the other dark curses he knew. He was horrified when his powerful bone breaking curses didn't work. His dark cutters caused gashes on the advancing demon and were miraculously being healed. He dared not look into the violent orange eyes of the creature. With huge black wings and grayish black magic flared around it, it intimidated him. He was filled with dread as the creature approached without stopping.

Harry struck out with a hand and impaled the wand hand of Voldemort. He stepped on the wand, breaking it. He snarled at the frightened dark lord demanding him to attack again. His animalistic primordial mind only knew to hurt him before killing him. He had killed his mate, his pack and he had to pay.

Voldemort screamed when he was impaled by metallic claws. Harry dragged his claws violently causing a large tear in Voldemort's palm. He then smashed his right leg in to Voldemort's knee, breaking his knee cap and calves. Voldemort fell back screaming in agony. He stepped on his other leg shattering all the bones and the knee cap. He then struck his claw into both of Voldemort's shoulders. He pressed his leg on his chest and cut out his arms at the shoulders. Voldemort continued to scream. But it was not enough yet.

Harry sent a blast of magic at Voldemort's legs, completely destroying them. Voldemort was now only a torso and a head. Blood was flowing freely from his body. His eyes were filled with soul searing pain and uncontrollable fear. Harry kicked him, shattering a few ribs. He closed in on Voldemort's face and growled. His hot breath burned Voldemort's eyes. Harry then used his claws to completely open up Voldemort inside out. Voldemort cursed the ancient dark rituals he had undergone that were keeping him alive even now. There was so much pain.

Harry was angry when Voldemort refused to die. His fury rose again and he roared at him. He cut open Voldemort's heart and crushed his skull with his foot at the same time. He flew upwards and let loose a tremendous amount of magic at the twitching body. The body of the dark lord was completely obliterated and a ten foot deep crater was formed where the body previously lay.

He put his head back and howled in triumph.

He then noticed the more living creatures approaching him. He snarled at them. He wanted to enjoy his triumph over his nemesis. They stopped advancing. A phoenix song was heard. He lashed out with his magic in that direction but the song continued. His enemy was dead. He had killed him and all his followers. His rage began to subside and he began to transform back. He began to lose his height and black fur and hair. His wings and tail went back inside his body and the muzzle of a wolf changed back to a human face.

He sunk to his knees and retracted his claws. He was breathing heavily and was covered in blood as he completed his transformation.

He managed to say out loud "Its over. Its finally over" before he collapsed unconscious.

Before the goblins and the unspeakables could get to him, Tyrael took him gently by the talons and flashed him away. Rex opened a portal and followed them back to the forest clearing where they had stayed for the past two months.

The next morning, Harry woke up fully sore. There was also a dull throbbing in his head making him dizzy. The wounds from the battle had healed but his body was still sore. Harry moaned when he tried to sit up.

After some time, Harry was fit enough to move. He worked away the soreness by a few stretching exercises. The dizziness went away after some time. While he was preparing himself, Tyrael told him of his activities of the previous night. Tyrael had gone to Flitwick after the battle and helped him to unseal the castle. Then the ministry aurors had blown a hole through the iron wall after working at it for over an hour. Harry snorted hearing about their weakness. He suspected that Kingsley had stayed back and watched them make fools of themselves. The aurors had then found the bodies in the battlefield. The goblins and the Unspeakables had left soon after making sure everyone was dead and taking their dead comrades.

Tyrael told them that it was comical to watch the reactions of the aurors and the minister. The minister had apparently tried to claim responsibility for winning the battle. But most of the students threatened the aurors and the minister at wand point to give credit where it was due. The students and aurors alike had heard the screaming of Voldemort who had taunted Harry. They surmised that Harry had to have been there. The minister had obviously thrown a fit and was at a loss of what to do. Kingsley and a few sensible aurors then suggested cleaning up and noting down the dead people. The clean up had taken long into the night and some were not recognizable as there were only pieces of them available.

Tyrael then handed him a copy of the day's Daily Prophet. It proclaimed the death of the dark lord. It seems that the unspeakables had not taken any credit for the battle but had confirmed verifying that the dark lord was indeed dead. There were speculations about who their saviors were. Most hinted at him but nothing was confirmed. The students and a few teachers gave their accounts of hearing Voldemort goad Harry but the paper, being under ministry control shrugged it off as rumors. The students had given statements about feeling the presence of dementors. They had also told the paper about horrific screams and sounds of violent battle. Every one of them stated the feeling of terror and utter helplessness they felt when they had heard some animal's roar of fury. The paper did not say much about it but his beastly rampage had been pretty scary. There were grizzly photos of the victims.

One surprising thing he found was that Peter Pettigrew or Wormtail had died at the battle. He had been simply found dead with no injuries on his body and he was not a victim of a killing curse. The aurors were at a loss to explain about him. Tyrael theorized that it may have been due to the life debt he owed Harry. Harry was unhappy that Wormtail did not die by his hand. Tyrael guessed that Wormtail had probably tried to hide from the battle but he could not escape fate.

Harry got ready and had a hearty breakfast at a muggle café. Then he created a portal to Gringotts directly. He diffused the tense situation of his arrival and met with the goblin leader, Ragnok. He thanked them profusely and offered his condolences to the dead goblins. Ragnok informed him that even his warriors were a bit intimidated by his animagus form. Harry didn't correct him as he didn't exactly know what to call it. Harry offered to pay them for their work as it was essentially his war. Ragnok told him that even though Harry could have taken care of the attack himself, they came of their own will and payment was not necessary. Harry thanked them and asked them about having a branch in America. It seemed that they did have a branch in New York and Ragnok told him that he could access his accounts from there without any problems. Harry thanked him and left informing him that he was probably leaving the wizarding world forever.

Harry then went to Hogwarts and made himself invisible. He removed the iron dome by shrinking it to a small wall and then vanishing it. He then tried to remove the illusion wall but found that it was already gone. He left without a word to anyone.

The next day Harry's letter to the Daily Prophet was printed word for word.

Boy Who Lived, Vanquisher of the Dark Lord tells all

Dear Wizarding world,

You are all a bunch of idiotic sheep. I have no love left for you all. I have defeated your dark lord and now I am done dealing with your stupid prejudices and bigotry. I am leaving.

First let me give credit to the people who actually helped me. You all know about Albus Dumbledore's friends who died in Hampshire. They did more to this war than even the ministry and its aurors. There were very few members of this group alive after the Hampshire massacre. Two of them were Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. One was a known 'dark' creature against you but he fought against Voldemort. The other was an upcoming auror who wished to help her world deal with a psychotic dark lord. They both died on Halloween. They were very close to me. The last person I loved died that day as well, Ginny Weasley. All of them helped me more than anyone in the wizarding world except for Dumbledore and his group of friends. You owe them.

Next are the goblins. You degrade them as mere bankers but when it was needed, they came to the final battle to help me. Your 'precious' ministry did not deem them worthy enough to help them when their city was under attack but they came to help. They have been ridiculed until now by your laws. It is not at all surprising that there are so many goblin rebellions considering your behavior towards them.

The Centaurs, the snobs that they are, did help. They fought the Acromantulas and retreated back to the forest. Given your prejudices, I would have done the same. Of the thousands of vampires and werewolves, only a few appeared at the final battle. Werewolves were not even present in noticeable number. We can owe it to the influence of Remus Lupin to the werewolf community. Even they had sense to not join Voldemort.

The last were the unspeakables. I am happy to see that at least one department in the ministry is competent. They were present for the whole battle and they used so many ingenious tricks and techniques to help me in battle. I would have liked to join them if I weren't so disgusted with the laws and the system.

Lastly there are a few people I would like to thank. Professors Flitwick and Sprout, for taking control of Hogwarts even if it was a horrendous task considering that they had to contain a bunch of pampered fools from the ministry and very determined students. I thank Madame Pomfrey for all the times she has patched me up. I will miss the yearly visits.

Last but not the least, I thank Kingsley Shacklebolt. He is a respected auror and above that he is a very respectable wizard. He was with me throughout my struggle. He helped me during the Diagon alley attack when the other aurors were sitting and watching us fight. I also thank the other four aurors who were with him then. I would have loved to put my support in Kingsley and get him elected as the next minister but I wont. He would have been an ideal minister but I don't want him to deal with a corrupt system.

Personally I suggest that professor Flitwick is made the headmaster of Hogwarts and that he takes Kingsley as the DADA professor. Kingsley I assure you that you will enjoy the classes more than being an auror.

Finally I would like to say that I killed the dark lord to save you all but I can't. I did it for pure revenge, plain and simple vengeance. I hope the next generation of witches and wizards is not as foolish as the last ones. Its time for prejudices to end. Slytherins are alienated in school. Purebloods try to control others. Magical beings such as goblins, Centaurs, Vampires and werewolves are subjected to harsh laws and driven away. If you do not shape up now and eliminate all this, more dark lords will rise and you people who never stand up to yourselves will find yourselves either destroyed or enslaved.

I wish no part of such a disgusting world. Goodbye and good riddance.

Harry James Potter

Harry packed up his meager belongings. The only important stuffs with him were his crystal amulet and pensieve.

Just as he was about to leave, he thought of a way to help the unspeakables and the goblins for their help. He wrote off quick letters to the head of unspeakables and the goblins to meet him at Gringotts. He then took them to the Chamber of Secrets and showed them the carcass of the huge Basilisk. Both groups were shocked to know that he had killed a fifty foot long murderous snake with only a sword at the age of twelve. He told them to share whatever they could salvage between them. He had learnt from Remus that Basilisks were very rare and such an old one would give plenty of useful stuff. Potion ingredients and highly magically resistant skin were the main prize.

Thankfully they had knowledgeable people who could properly harvest the dead body. In the few hours that it took to harvest the body, he talked a lot more with the heads of goblins and unspeakables. The head unspeakable was disguised and Harry had no wish to learn more about him. The head unspeakable told him to reconsider leaving and offered him a place in the unspeakables. But Harry refused saying that the wizarding world only held painful memories for him now. Ragnok also tried to convince him but Harry was adamant. Finally they were done and Harry took them all back. He was informed that the unspeakables had left some sort of magical beacon in the Chamber to locate it again. They wanted to explore it more. Harry told them to go ahead as he was happy that he didn't have to take them back again. The entire time he was there, his heart screamed thinking of Ginny and her experience with the dairy.

It was evening when he was finally ready to leave. He had exchanged some galleons into American dollars.

Harry created a portal back to the forest where he had first met Rex. He began to cut himself again trying to catch the attention of Charles Xavier. After a few minutes of continuous cutting, he felt a mental presence wash over him. He told Rex to communicate with him and ask him for directions. He was surprised when Rex told him that they would pick him up. He had not expected them to be so helpful.

Harry in the mean time had thought long and hard about his behavior. If he behaved cold and emotionless to them, they would try to pry into his affairs and he didn't want that. Their head himself was a telepath and he had enough of mental intrusions. So he decided to put up a jovial face in front of others. He would suppress his instincts and most of his emotions. His front would be a tribute to the Marauders. He would seem like a joking, happy teenager. Anyway, he figured it would be good to play a few pranks to honor his father, Remus and Sirius. He had always been good at hiding things and hopefully he could pull it off. If he wanted to cut himself, he could always create a portal to someplace quiet.

Thus decided, he waited for a few minutes more until they arrived. A huge black jet stopped above him and moved slowly to a nearby clearing. He was amazed at the vertical landing as most air force planes didn't have the technology. He followed them to the clearing and waited as a ramp was lowered.

He knew that Tyrael and Rex did not approve of what he was doing with his emotions and instincts but he paid them no heed. Rex was standing beside him and Tyrael was perched on his shoulder. His trunk lay at his feet. He decided not to show them completely what he could do with magic. He would only show them wand magic as he had no doubts that being a telepath, Charles Xavier would know about witches and wizards.

He watched as four people came down the ramp. A bald guy in a wheelchair was the first. Behind him was a lean man with red visors. He was dressed in skin tight black outfit with a large X on his shoulder. Beside him was a woman. As soon as he saw her, he gave a flinch. He felt as thought he had been punched in the gut. He covered it up before anyone could notice or so he thought. She had long red hair and jade green eyes. Even if her eyes did not resemble his, she reminded him of the two most important females in his life that he had lost, his mother and Ginny. Painful memories of both of them were waiting to burst to the surface but he clamped down on them. He didn't want to reveal his thoughts to a telepath. She too was wearing skin tight black outfit with a large X on her chest.

The last person was a bit short and unique from the rest of them. He was wearing a shirt over a t-shirt and jeans. He also wore a cowboy hat and had lots of hair. He was looking at Harry in a calculating way and sniffing the air like an animal. Harry too took a deep breath and caught scent of the people in front of him. His eyes widened a bit when he caught a scent somewhat similar to his own from the short man.

The man in the wheelchair shook his hand and introduced them. He was Charles Xavier also known as Professor X, a telepath and a telekinetic. The man with red visor was Scott Summers also known as Cyclops. His eyes were like bazookas or in wizard terms, two powerful continuous Reductos. The red haired woman was Jean Grey. She was also a telepath and a telekinetic. The short man was Logan or Wolverine. He was surprised to know that he also had enhanced senses, healing factor and Adamantium skeleton. He had forgotten that Magneto had compared him to Wolverine in terms of his abilities.

He greeted them cheerfully and introduced himself as being similar to Wolverine. He told them he was also a wizard. They didn't seem surprised at the revelation confirming his suspicion that they knew about magic. He also told them about Rex and Tyrael. They were fascinated with both of them but he didn't reveal that Tyrael was once Albus Dumbledore.

As they led him back to the aircraft, which was named 'Blackbird', he was asked to tell more of himself. Throughout the journey, he talked about Magneto and his kidnapping. He also told them a bit about wizarding world in England. Logan didn't involve himself and was watching him sharply. Charles Xavier and Jean asked him the most questions. He glossed over when it came to his childhood but told them a bit about his friends. He tried hard to not look at Jean Grey. He didn't want to be reminded of his failures every time he saw her. By the time they were landing, he asked to not reveal that he was at their school as he was a bit famous among wizards. Xavier laughed and said that it was not a problem and that he heard about him. Thankfully Harry found out that he was not that up to date on the events and was not particularly interested in the events happening in the wizarding world of England. He did not want them to find out everything about his past. He seemed cheerful while talking to them but inside, he was waiting to have a fly in his falcon form or run in his Syrian Cat form with Rex.

They arrived at a beautiful mansion and he was introduced to a few occupants. He requested a room for himself for a few days until he adjusted himself. Xavier agreed and he was led to a room.

Later, Xavier was talking with Logan about Harry.

"So what do you think of him Logan? He seemed to be coping well with being a mutant and a wizard. It seems that we have to thank him for a reprieve from Magneto." Xavier said.

"The kid is tough Chuck. He doesn't know the history of Weapon X. We might have to tell him." Logan said carefully.

"I don't think it will affect him much. It was Magneto that made him undergo the process. He did escape like you did. Maybe his magic helped him retain his memories. We could ask him about it and discuss with him about your own condition. He might know of a way to recover your memories or he might know someone who could help you magically. We might also be able to determine more about both your abilities if we study him more." Xavier told him.

"I don't think it's a good idea Charles. He might be coping well with being a mutant but the kid has had a hard life." Logan protested.

Xavier was confused. "What do you mean Logan? I read his thoughts on the surface. His Weapon X training only allows me to read his surface thoughts and emotions. He seemed fine except for a bit of sadness. I guessed it might be due to leaving his friends and family behind. He had happy thoughts in the foreground. In fact, I think he will make the life here a bit more interesting in the future."

Logan laughed harshly and said mockingly "Chuck, you are a telepath. You might be able to read his mind but I read people. He has a lot of bad baggage Charles. He has led a very hard life, maybe even as hard as my own in his young age. You didn't notice it but he flinched at the sight of Jean and avoided looking at her during the whole journey. Jeannie reminds him of many painful memories. His eyes tell me of the crippling pain he feels. I suspect he has come out of a traumatic life experience recently and has come here to get away from it all. I know you want to help him but he has no wish to heal here. He is suffering but he will never reach out to people asking for help. Right stubborn English bastard he is."

Xavier crossed his hands and said thoughtfully "I see. Thank you for your insight Logan. It would be best if you try to help him yourself. I doubt anyone else is capable of aiding him, even me."

Logan agreed but asked Xavier to tell all others to not interfere.

Harry quickly and easily settled in the mansion. He had met a lot of teachers and other students. Other than Wolverine, Jean Grey, Cyclops, professor X, he met Storm, Beast, Colossus, Rogue, Nightcrawler, Shadowcat, Iceman, Berserker, Cannonball, Pawstrike, Sunspot, Jamie, Magma and others. Their various powers were fascinating. Storm could control the weather, Colossus was a huge steel bulldozer, Rogue could drain powers, Nightcrawler could teleport and had amazing agility, Shadowcat could phase through anything, Iceman was ice man, Berserker could control electricity, Cannonball could become a cannonball, Pawstrike could change into a wolf, Sunspot could do things like a miniature Sun, Magma could control magma and Jamie could clone himself.

Harry got along well with most of them as he kept his pains hidden deep down. He regulated a strict control over his emotions and instincts at all times. They were all nice people and treated him well but he was not interested in their pity or their understanding. He tried to always keep himself busy. He helped people with whatever they needed help him. Beast or Hank McCoy was a scientific genius. But Harry was neither interested nor skilled or knowledgeable to help him. Storm loved gardening and he helped her a few times thinking of Neville all the time. But Harry spent most of his free time with Logan and Colossus. They liked to tinker with vehicles… well Logan did and Colossus helped him.

Harry was brought into the world of bikes by Logan. He learned to ride a bike and fell in love with riding. It was almost like flying on a road. While it wasn't exciting like flying on a broom, it gave a powerful feeling. A broom was for flying plain and simple. A bike was built to enjoy. He could feel the power thrumming below him as he rode fast and hard. The roar of the engine and the wind on your face was a surreal experience.

Harry had to get himself a good bike. He went with Logan to New York to access his funds at Gringotts. Ragnok had told him they had a branch there. Logan told him that he had been to a wizarding village a long time ago but had never been in a wizarding enclave in a city. They browsed around a bit and Harry showed Logan a local Quidditch store and the brooms on display. Then Logan took him to a good bike dealer and Harry bought a Harley Davidson from him. He got the standard leather jacket, helmet, boots and riding gloves that went with it.

When they came back, Harry worked with Logan to improve the bike beyond its mint condition. They put in different air valves and tweaked the performance of the engine. By working with Beast, Logan had created a new piston design that would result in more power. It all resulted in an awesome bike.

Even though Harry attended the classes with others at the mansion, he was not interested in them. It was mostly because he was far behind them, having stopped his muggle education at 11. A five year gap was a bit too much to catch up upon. After a week, he felt that it was useless if he tried to catch up and attend all classes. But he did attend a few interesting classes. One class he never missed was History that Beast took. Coming from the mindset of being in Binns class, Harry found muggle version of History fascinating. He also attended English classes just to spend more time.

Harry spent a lot of time on his own in his falcon form in the first month. He explored all the surrounding areas and the woods. He also traveled to many cities. He liked to visit new cities at night. He had already gotten used to less amount of sleep every night. Harry practiced to fly using his magic. It was pretty easy and he quickly mastered it. As he couldn't create a portal to places he hadn't been to before, he flew to other cities using magic and explored the cities in his falcon form. Even though it was strange to see a seven feet wide falcon flying around, it would have been even stranger to see a guy flying around with nothing to support him. Harry was interested to scout the country. By the time the first month ended, he had roughly mapped out most of the country.

The first month also gave him more details into his mutant abilities. Charles Xavier and Jean Grey did a complete scan on him. He was a little freaked out seeing the x-ray images of himself. Seeing Adamantium laced skeleton and claws was eerie. Every little bone in his body contained Adamantium. His healing factor was off the charts. His senses were the sharpest they could make out. His reflexes were amazing. Logan said it was unnatural even for a mutant to have such amazing reflexes. Being a seeker, he had always appreciated his lightning quick reflexes and with his mutant abilities kicking in, his reflexes were beyond anyone's limit.

They all found some very important things regarding magic and electro – magnetic waves. They were completely against each other. If an electronic device was subjected to magic, it would short circuit or simply stopped functioning. They found this the hard way when they tried to prod at his magic to study it. Harry was angry that they tried to use him like a lab rat to study magic. His magic lashed out at the machines destroying the machines completely. The expensive equipment had sorted completely and exploded.

Harry was not seen for two days after that by anyone. He had escaped to a forest area in the south of the country. He raged at the trees and the forest. The animals fled the area. He used his claws and hands to destroy the whole area. He was frustrated and angry that they had tried to take advantage of him. He had faced enough of backstabbing gits and people who had ultier motives.

When he returned, he acted as if nothing was wrong but he had told them to not try to do that again. They apologized repeatedly and said that they would never try anything else without his permission. He grudgingly admitted to further testing at the urging of Tyrael and Rex. They wanted him to learn all about himself. The only additional thing they found was that a human enhanced by machines could detect energy in and around him. Xavier used his Cerebro machine to study him and he detected magic but he read it as energy. Any machine on itself could not record any magic or energy in him. It proved that electro – magnetic energy could not interact with magic in any way.

Harry continued to take time off on his own. He spent most of the time training by himself. He went though the physical regimen he had started with Remus. Then he practiced a bit of magic control. In his free time, he read up a few books on magic that he had bought during his trip to Gringotts.

He had seen the danger room sessions that all the other people in the mansion participated in. He just smirked and watched them make fools of themselves. The professors worked as a cohesive unit but the others were hopeless. Even after much egging from others, he didn't relent to participate in those sessions. He did not want to loosen his control on emotions and instincts. He was sure that those controls would be tested and possibly broken if he pitted himself in the room. He thought that he could try it out on his own when no one was watching. It would prove to be an outlet for him.

But he did interact with everyone properly. He even attended parties with them on weekends. It was some kind of custom to attend some club or party every weekend. In those parties, he learned about the Brotherhood of Mutants. They were also a bunch of teenagers who were mutants. There was bad blood between the x-men and the brotherhood. Their leader was Avalanche. There were others – Blob, Toad and some speed guy named Quicksilver (A/N: I am not sure if that was the name of Pietro but if it isn't, someone tell me.). There were altercations between the two groups every weekend.

Harry tried not to antagonize the brotherhood. He actually got along well with Lance or Avalanche. Lance was even dating Kitty a.k.a. Shadowcat. They were not friends per say but they liked each other's company. He detested Blob and Toad. Toad reminded him of Wormtail. He was absolutely infuriated with Quicksilver. He was as arrogant as Draco Malfoy. He even had bleached blond hair like him.

Of all the x-men, he got along best with Logan and Peter (Colossus). Even though they were not in his age group, he found them to be more like himself, having lead hard lives themselves. They did not talk much and preferred to do work rather than hang around.

At the end of first month, he was comfortable enough around Peter and Logan to spar with them. He didn't do anything flashy or impressive. He just practiced hand to hand combat with Logan. He worked out in the gym with Peter. He showed them both a bit of wand magic and its possibilities. But he absolutely refused to join them in the danger room. They sparred in the grounds but he never showed his full potential. All in all, Harry, Logan and Peter formed a tentative friendship even if there was a vast difference in ages of the three.

Harry refused to use his pensieve to dull the memories of Ginny, Tonks and Remus. He chose to respect their death and it also served as a reminder of his most blaring failure. He still cut himself every night. His healing factor was some kind of blessing since he could cut himself again and again after the cuts healed. This enabled him to experience pain over and over again. This was the only way he could think of punishing himself for failing to protect them.

Every other night Harry visited their graves. He would create a portal to the cemetery and spend an hour or two near their graves. He had long ago shed all his tears. Now he simply sat near their graves and mourned them.

As the weeks rolled by, Harry slowly forgave Dumbledore and started calling him grandpa or gramps again. Rex and Tyrael / Dumbledore had talked about Harry's mental state and were getting worried. Tyrael noticed that Harry was not as affectionate as he was before. Harry seemed colder and more harsh. He was not trying to make himself fit either. Harry had always been liked by people around him and he used to be amicable and caring. But now he wanted to be alone and even though he was civil to everyone, he was hardly looking to make friends. Rex who had looked into Harry's memories told him that it might because of his transformation and Magneto's procedure. Meddling with the brain was always dangerous and it would have side effects. The result of Harry's transformation into a raging beast and Magneto's mental meddling was a permanent change into Harry's very nature. He was not averse to killing or hurting someone now. He could easily disregard anything if he thought he was right. In a way it was good but with the amount of power Harry had it was an explosion in the making.

Five months had passed since Harry had come to the mansion. He didn't like it all that much. His fewer classes were done and he had made no friends. Some of the tougher kids had started to harass him about never participating in the danger room exercises. They called him a coward and goaded him into fights. But Harry never slipped once. He firmly refused to fight with them.

He had gained some measure of control. He knew that the raging monster in him would come out only if he completely let down his mental shields and was sufficiently angry. He could relax his mental shields a bit to allow him to use his instincts but not lose control. He only relaxed his shields when he was sparring with Logan or Peter. He felt good to give in to his instincts but he was careful about it all the time.

Meanwhile, Logan had made a trip to magical community on his own and found out about Harry's accomplishments. The news in America did not cover everything that went on in detail. Logan learned that Harry had lost all his friends in the war and that he had killed the dark lord named Voldemort. He mentioned this to Professor X but asked him to keep quiet about it.

Logan thought he had made progress in helping Harry. He at least considered him a good sparring partner and maybe a friend. He had to repeatedly stop Charles from trying to help Harry forcefully. Charles thought that he had to help Harry since there was not much progress in the five months he was here. Charles wanted to scan Harry mentally completely. Logan knew it would destroy everything he had worked for and urged Charles to not do something that foolish. Jean and Scott agreed with the professor but Logan was adamant.

Logan had watched Harry carefully since his arrival. He observed Harry always had his black crystal cross with him. He often found him lost in thoughts holding the cross amulet or fingering its chain. He could not however keep him in sight all the time. He still did not know what all Harry was capable of. He had seen some magic Harry performed with the wand but Harry always preferred not to use his magic around people.

Logan was probably the only one in the mansion who knew that Harry could transform into a huge bird. He had found out about it by luck one night. Harry could change into a huge brown and grey falcon. Logan felt that it was Harry's way of feeling freedom and his way of pacifying himself.

Logan had made plans to take Harry on a trip with him hoping that he would open up to him more. He knew Harry didn't have a home to go back to. He wished to learn more about the war in detail but did not want to force Harry to it. He resolved to ask Harry when the other students left for their homes.

Everything went to hell the day before the students were to leave the mansion. Magneto and his brotherhood attacked the mansion in broad daylight.

Harry created a portal to the top of the mansion and watched the others fight without getting involved. The other students were confined to their dorms to keep them safe. His sharp eyes could make out the fights.

Logan was fighting Sabertooth. It was a clash of animals. Neither of them gained a big enough advantage to capitalize on. Peter, Scott and Bobby were occupied with Juggernaut. They were losing against his unstoppable force. Professor X was trying to help but he was far off from the battle. Some of the older students were fighting the brotherhood. Mystique, Blob, Quicksilver, Toad and Scarlet witch were making a mockery of defeating them.

That left Jean Grey to face off against Magneto. While at the mansion, Harry learnt that there were classes of mutants. Most of them were of class three and below. Bobby, Xavier and Magneto were the only known class 4 mutants. Jean was the only class 5 mutant they had found till now. Thankfully, they had classified him as a class 3 mutant like Logan. He had not shown them anything apart from his healing capabilities and thus they assumed him to be a class 3 mutant. Class 5 was the most powerful class of mutant but it meant zilch while fighting. Jean had very less real life experience of fighting and her powers were not totally under her control. She could hardly match up to a master of magnetism who knew and controlled his powers completely. Magneto also had a lot of experience in fighting. It showed in his fight as he out maneuvered Jean in every more.

Harry decided that it was time to set this right. He had read up on Magneto and his brotherhood at the mansion. He wanted to know more about the person who had sought to control him. He thought that Magneto would lay low for a while but apparently it was too much to ask. The x-men were losing apart from Logan and they wouldn't last much longer. It looked like the danger room exercises did not compare to the real world experiences.

Just as Jean was about to be hit by a metal post from behind, he dropped out of the sky where he was flying as a falcon. He put a physical shield around Jean and turned towards Magneto. He thought it was high time to show them what he was capable of. He purposefully didn't use his wand. He was not forgiving like before so he wanted to show the other kids who goaded him that he was Harry Potter and you do not mess with Harry Potter.

"Hello Eric" he called out to Magneto as he casually walked forward.

The other kids who ridiculed Harry were shouting "What are you doing?", "Do you want to get killed?", "This is not like danger room", "Is this a joke", etc. The brotherhood had heard of him of course but they didn't exactly know who he was. They just thought he was a mutant like Wolverine and could be taken care of easily by Magneto due to Adamantium bones. Xavier and Jean wanted to use this opportunity to learn more about him.

Magneto himself was surprised and scared that the new mutant was the person he had tried to control and failed. He still remembered that he was the one who forced him to use bionic arms. He heard a low, frightening growl behind him. He turned around and found a very large wolf like animal with scales. It was at least six feet tall and ten feet long. It was crouched as if to leap on him. It was a terrifying sight.

Harry called out "Leave it to me this time Rex."

Magneto watched as the large wolf like creature backed away at the command of the boy of his nightmares. Magneto was as angry as he was scared. He wanted revenge for what he had done but he was also scared of his power. He had never faced a mutant or a human like him. He did not even know what kind of power he had.

"Are you scared Eric? You should be. I have faced the creatures of your nightmares and half – humans much more powerful and terrifying than you. I killed an entire magical army much more destructive and well trained than this pitiful group you have put together." Harry asked in a condensing tone.

There were shouts of outrage from the brotherhood and incredulous silence from the x-men.

"I will kill you child. You are nothing." Magneto said somewhat threateningly. "Attack him" he told his brotherhood.

Only Logan and Sabertooth were still fighting it out on their own. The x-men were nursing their wounds and the brotherhood was closing in on him.

Harry popped open him claws and relaxed his shields. He raised a shield on instinct as Magneto tried to blast him backwards using the Adamantium bones in his body. Harry was getting ready to launch himself at Magneto when he felt two very powerful mental presences.

Xavier and Jean were waiting for a chance to know Harry better. His shields were unbreakable until he relaxed them. The most powerful telepath in the world combined with the only known class 5 mutant were strong enough to break though his shields. They did not think anything bad would happen. They had been able to control Logan when he went feral before and they thought they could control Harry if he went feral. They really didn't know what would happen. It was partly surprise and partly the awesome power of Jean controlled by Xavier that broke though Harry's shields.

Harry felt his shields break. He was caught by surprise as he never expected Xavier and Jean to do this. He didn't think they had the audacity to force him like this after they had tried to study him like a lab rat.

He turned towards them and growled "You bastards. You. Will. Pay." He had learnt quite a few muggle curse words in the course of his stay at the mansion.

Then Harry started to change. His clothes ripped as he grew black fur all over his body and grew taller. He felt someone trying to curb the change by forcing him mentally but he ruthlessly cast them out of his mind. His legs bent and wings emerged out of his back. He grew a spiked tail and his face lengthened into a muzzle. He shrieked in rage as he completed the transformation and glared at Xavier, Jean and Magneto who, by some chance of fate were collapsed near each other. He let out a roar of fury and advanced on them.

The terrified mutants banded together to subdue him. For possibly the only time in memory, the x-men and brotherhood fought together. The only exceptions were Wolverine and Sabertooth who were settling their vendetta.

Juggernaut charged at him building up momentum. Harry flapped his wings and flew upwards a bit and kicked Juggernaut hard to the back of his head. He heard Juggernaut's helmet break and saw him skid forward. Next he was encased in a cocoon of ice, courtesy of Bobby and he felt Scott blast him with his lasers. He landed a few feet away. Thanks to his healing factor, he got up again and roared in renewed fury.

Disregarding everything, he charged at the mutants. His completely black colored magic cleaved thought the telekinetic shield that Jean had put up as he charged at them. His instincts were totally in control as he avoided another blast from Scott and Toad's acid spit. He managed to regain his balance after a few high speed hits from Quicksilver and he flew into the air where he couldn't reach him. He saw Storm launch a lightening bolt at him. He formed a barrier of pure magic to stop it dead. He decided to play eye for an eye and launched a massive streak of magic at him which transformed into a giant lightening bolt. Storm took it head on and collapsed from trying to dissipate it to the ground.

He saw that x-men had formed a shield combining Bobby's ice prowess and Jean's telekinetic ability. He flared his wings and dove at them slicing through the shield with another massive streak of pure magic. As the shield collapsed, he was met with the huge form of Blob charging at him and a leaping Mystique. Mystique's kick to his muzzle didn't affect him as he shrugged it off. He popped open his long claws and skewed Blob though his stomach and lifted him up. He must have weighed 900 pounds but it meant nothing to him.

He dropped Blob as he felt Magneto make himself known by flinging Peter in his steel body at him. He felt his muscles squash where Peter crashed into him. He kicked Peter hard to his chest sending him flying. Then he launched himself at Magneto. Magneto tried to banish metal obstacles at him but he blasted them to smithereens by his magic. Finally, his demonic orange eyes met his blue ones centimeters apart. He caught both of Magneto's bionic arms and kicked him forcefully, separating his arms painfully.

A shrieking Magneto was caught telekinetically by Jean as the other mutants attacked him. He blasted them all away. Scarlet witch's pitiful attempt of covering him with her magic was countered easily with his black colored magic. There was no equal to him.

He snarled as he felt a powerful telepathic blast from Xavier. He launched a streak of magic at him but it missed when Jean moved him away. He flew at Xavier intent on making him regret for trying to stop him. He cleaved through Jean's telekinetic barrier using his claws and speed of his flight.

He batted Jean aside with his massive arm/paw. He stepped lightly on Xavier's chest and peered down on him. He was surprised to see determination in the frightened eyes. He paused a bit at the strange notion of someone standing up before him and challenging him.

This proved to be his undoing. The others had banded together by then. He felt the earth below him shake violently as he lost his balance. As he flared his wings to fly away, Scott's laser beams tore his wings. They were upon him before he could blast them away. Bobby freezed his legs. Juggernaut held one of his hands and a bleeding Blob held the other. His claws were useless as he struggled to break free. He tried to jump but was knocked back to ground by a telekinetic blast from Jean. He was kept off balance by Quicksilver's continuous punches and Mystique's annoying kicks. Toad's acid spit covered his eyes so that he couldn't see.

He felt Scott tear his wings repeatedly as they mended because of his healing factor. He lashed out with his magic outwards but was distracted by a telepathic blast again. Scarlet witch's magic made him feel disoriented as it encased his head. He roared in fury and brought his hands together making Juggernaut crash into Blob. His arms free, he sent blasts of magic at his legs to free them from their frozen state. He used a bit of his magic to clear his eyes and head from Toad's spit and Scarlet witch's magic.

Now free but still confined to ground because of his torn wings, he sent blasts of magic all around him paralyzing everyone around him. Mystique and Quicksilver fell down in their awkward positions in the process of a punch and a kick. The only ones who avoided this were Wolverine and Sabertooth who had finally rejoined the battle.

Wolverine wanted to help him and Sabertooth wanted to take him out. But both attacked him simultaneously. They too had a good fighting instinct and avoided his magic blasts. Wolverine's instinctual fighting was probably on par with Harry's if he went feral but he didn't. Instinct was after all very important for mutants like Harry and Wolverine. They weren't able to land blows on him but they were also not able to completely defend themselves. Their healing factors helped them fight on, distracting Harry from everything else. It was only because of their many years of fighting experience and instinct that they were able to last that long.

Tyrael had arrived to witness another scene of massive destruction wrought by a rampaging Harry. He began to sing again to soothe him. At the same time, Xavier used Jean's power to send repeated telepathic blasts at him. Slowly but surely Harry calmed down. His fur started to fade and he began to shrink. Wolverine and Sabertooth stopped attacking him and watched him change back into a human state.

Harry slumped forward and breathed heavily as he rebuilt his mental shields that were broken by Xavier and Jean. He was still angry at them of course but Tyrael's phoenix song wouldn't let him loose control again. Rex appeared beside him and Tyrael landed on his shoulder still singing. He brought his labored breathing under control and completed building his mental shields.

When he regained his bearings, he noticed that he was naked. He covered himself in a layer of his magic and a moment later he was clothed in jeans and a t-shirt.

He slowly walked up to Xavier not releasing anyone from their paralyzed state. When he came face to face with him, he said flatly "This is entirely your fault. If this is your idea of helping me, I am done here. Be glad that I was stopped before I destroyed the state or worse the country. Know that I will always be more powerful than you or your pet project Jean Grey. Enjoy your silly little lives."

His packed trunk flew towards him as he summoned it and shrunk itself. He pocketed it and called Rex and Tyrael to him.

Logan called out him and said "I don't know what to say bub. This aint my idea. I have faced my load of shit and I cant blame you here. Take your bike kid and try to enjoy your life somewhere else. Give me call if you ever need anything."

Harry was glad he didn't try to stop him. "Very well." He said and nodded to him.

He made his way to the garage as students and Beast poured out of the mansion. He gunned his engine and took off with Tyrael flying above him and Rex running alongside him.

(A/N: I know many things differ from standard x-men comics but hey as I told you, the main character is Harry and the important factor is that he is a mutant and nothing else. I know many things are not plausible but hey, its fiction right?)

Harry, Rex and Tyrael arrived at a small clearing in the forest where Harry had found Rex almost a year ago. Harry was surprised to note that he did not kill any mutant in his transformation. Through semi hazy recollections, he could make out that he did not use magic to kill them when he could. He had played with them and they had continuously distracted him.

He also felt some change in himself. It was as though he was complete. It seemed that he had completed his evolution. There were no more changes to come in terms of his mutant abilities. He found out that his once grayish black colored magic was now completely black colored. Apart from that, there weren't any other noticeable changes. Furious rage still lurked in his mind. He did not get some vaunted peace just because he completed his evolution.

Tyrael interrupted his thoughts with his musical trilling. "I hoped it wouldn't come to this Harry. I might be able to help you. This might not work but if it does, you could start over again completely in a new place."

"What is it grandpa? I have been alienated by English magical community and the mutant community. It seems like they only wanted to use me or study me like a research project. People like Kingsley and Logan are rare everywhere." Harry said sadly.

"Do not despair my child. You are my charge until you are happy with your life. I might have a solution. When I had gone to meet Nicolas a few years ago, he taught me a spell which was deciphered from the tablets of Merlin himself. This spell allows you to learn about dimensions in a round about way. You can find out the number of universes that exist with a given set of conditions. I know this might seem useless, but I was hoping that you could combine this spell with your ability to create portals to open a dimensional portal. We had hid this spell from everyone as we didn't want any dark lord to get ideas regarding other dimensions. It would lead to dangerous situations if someone somehow managed to open a dimensional portal. Tom Riddle might have been a dark lord but he was the most intelligent wizard of the century. Even you have to agree that he was a genius." Tyrael trilled.

Harry was floored by what he heard. He could see his parents and Ginny again. He would not be revered and used by anyone again. He could start over completely. If this was possible, there was no way he would not utilize it.

"This is brilliant. I want to do this." Harry replied enthusiastically.

Rex interrupted his good mood "Even if you want to do this, you have to make preparations. You cant just up and go. You have to finish up your business in this world, who knows what you might find in the other world. Besides, you need to think clearly on the conditions you need to check on. What will you do if in the other dimension, your parents already have one Harry Potter to take care of? Will you accept that Ginny is happy with someone else in the other world? All this is assuming that you would succeed in creating this portal of course."

"Thanks for that uplifting speech." Harry said sarcastically. "But you are right, as always."

"There is one more thing Harry. You have to promise me that you will try to be happy if this works. I cannot stand to see you seem so lonely dear boy. Please make an effort to come to terms with what has happened to you. I know it is difficult as I too had to go through the same thing when I defeated Grindlewald." Tyrael implored.

Harry thought about it. He was not asking to trust people or let them in outright. He only had to try. Harry also trusted Tyrael to only have his best interests at heart. Besides if he had gone through the same thing, it might be worth to give it a try. He sighed and said "Alright. I am not promising to let it all happen just like that but I will give it a try."

"Excellent my dear boy. Excellent!" Tyrael trilled. Harry could have sworn that his blue eyes twinkled like it used to when he was a human.

It was only two days later that Harry was ready to leave this world behind. He had discussed extensively with Tyrael and Rex about the set of conditions he would ask for. The first thing was obviously that his parents were alive. Rex pointed out that he also had to mention that they were his parents in that dimension too… meaning that James and Lily were married. The second condition was decided to be that Harry Potter of that world was dead. It was entirely possible that in some or the other dimension, Voldemort might have killed Harry and left his parents to suffer their loss. Besides it would not be fair on his parents to accept him if there was another version of him already with them. It would overcome their loss of a son and his loss of parents.

He decided not to have any conditions of Ginny. He didn't think that he was strong enough to accept if she was happy with someone else. Even if she was not happy, it would sadden him if he couldn't do anything about it.

To narrow down the dimensions, Tyrael suggested the third condition. It was that Harry's father was an Unspeakable and that his mother was the apprentice of Nicolas Flamel. He wanted Harry to go to a dimension as close to his own as possible. The fewer changes there were, the easier it would be for him to adjust.

Another condition was suggested by Rex about Sirius. The condition was that Sirius be free and an Unspeakable.

Tyrael had told Harry a lot about his parents at the mansion. James Potter had been apprenticed under an unspeakable agent at the end of his sixth year along with Sirius. James had needed something to focus on after his parents were killed by Voldemort during his sixth year. The training helped him to focus on his life and he matured to the person who became Harry's father. It was because of his change in attitude and outlook to life that Lily fell for him in their seventh year. Tyrael told Harry that James and Sirius wrecked havoc on Voldemort's forces with their creative dueling. Nobody would have expected a couple of teenagers to use prank warfare on death eaters effectively. They created prank spells or modified existing ones quite admirably to take down death eaters. Tyrael said that even he learnt a few useful spells that James and Sirius used. Lily's apprenticeship had excited Nicolas Flamel. She was better than Snape at Potions and she was his second apprentice after Dumbledore himself. She also helped him with minor things at his unspeakable office. Tyrael told that the Flamels would have been his second set of godparents if there was anything like that.

Harry had enjoyed hearing about his parents. Now he was ready to meet them. He had taken out all his money from his trust vault. There were also a few tomes. Harry thought that he would someday look through them. Even if he could do magic by will, he would need ideas on HOW to will his magic to act. The few but useful books would contain important knowledge that he could use. All of it was put in five Transfer trunks. Transfer trunks had huge room space inside and were specifically built to take things from one place to another. The rules of magic would only allow them to be shrunk to the size of a shoebox. Five of them were needed for all his money and books.

He was told that he should be glad that he could not get to his family vault to box all the contents. In a family as old and prestigious as the Potters, the family vault was rumored to hold immense wealth. Supposedly, there were books, jewels and family heirlooms in the family vault. There would also be weapons of all kinds. Apparently, till a hundred years back, it was tradition in the wizarding world to have weapons made for every member of the family.

Harry left all his properties to Kingsley with a request that he start a magical orphanage in one of the properties. Tyrael had told him that there were no orphanages in the magical world.

Now his original three compartment trunk was full. He had placed his pensieve, clothes and other miscellaneous things in the first compartment. His second compartment contained his bike as he had not learnt runes to make the bike shrinkable. He did not use the shrinking charm on the bike as he could not visualize all the parts of the bike. If he couldn't completely visualize the bike, some parts might not get shrunk and the bike would be destroyed. The last compartment was empty as he could not place his Transfer trunks in it. An already expanded space could not be placed inside an expanded space. If his trunk was a normal trunk with no enhancements, he could have placed them in that. So all his lightened Transfer trunks were secured by a harness to the large body of Rex. Rex had complained about being a lowly beast of burden but Harry told him to shut up.

Tyrael had told him the details of the spell. It consisted of three parts. The first two parts were to be said to initiate the spell. Following the first two parts, the set of conditions needed to be started in the caster's mind clearly. Then the last part of the spell would seal the conditions and show the number of dimensions as the result. Harry had to tie the spell to the portal during the last part of the spell. This would hopefully create a dimensional portal.

Everything was ready. Harry was in a secluded clearing in the Scottish highlands. According to Tyrael's theory, the portal would open to the same space in the other dimension. He wanted to be away from probing eyes when he arrived.

Harry stated the process by initiating his magic for a portal and formed the ripples in the air. He breathed deeply and started the spell. He spoke clearly "Dimeteri vidare…". He just willed his magic to do the needy as he had not mastered the complicated wand motions and hand twirls. Then he stated the four conditions one after another in his mind clearly.

Whether it was due to his mutant status of because he had performed the spell by willing his magic, the spell's result just appeared to him as he stated the conditions. After the first condition, the number of dimensions was 1024. After the second condition, it was reduced to 256. After the third condition, the number was 32. After the fourth condition, the number of dimensions was 4. He could not end the conditions here. He didn't know what would happen if he did. Would he create a portal to all four dimensions if it was possible at all or would the spell just fail? In the spur of the moment, he included another condition that there were no mutants in the other dimension. They were just another headache he didn't want to deal with.

Now thankfully, the number of dimensions was 1. When he spoke the last work, a number would emit from the tip of his wand if he had done it traditionally. So as he spoke the last work "facere", he put his palm in the middle of the initiated portal. There was a surge of magic as the conditions were incorporated in the portal. Now he had to supply power to the portal. He gathered a lot of magic and pushed it to the portal. After 15 minutes of continuous channeling of magic, the portal started to form. Harry guessed that a phenomenal amount of magic was already in the portal. It had taken him just a fraction of the power to create the iron wall around Hogwarts. This was probably the highest ever powered magical event in recent history if not the entire history of magic.

Another five minutes later, the portal was done and he now just had to eliminate the spikes and other disturbances in the portal. The fluctuating shimmer in the air was solidified into constant ripples when he smoothened the portal by eliminating spikes.

He sat down heavily after the portal was complete. It had taken all his will to continue pumping magic into the portal. He had survived such a massive channeling of magic only because he was a mutant. He took a few deep breaths to relax himself along with the soothing song of Tyrael.

Then he jumped into the air in jubilation. "I DID IT" he shouted at the top of his lungs. Tyrael trilled softly in laughter and Rex howled like a wolf.

Tyrael settled on his shoulder and Harry had one hand on his trunk and the other on Rex who was carrying his Transfer trunks.

Having accomplished the impossible, Harry Potter stepped through the portal to a new world and a new life…

A/N:

I apologize for using Ragnok as the head goblin's name but I really like that name. Even if many have used that, I think it is a fitting name.

Looking back, the story is inconsistent… Some fights and situations are detailed while most are glossed over. But I had intended this to be a completely summarized prologue. It didn't happen. Like I said in the beginning, I had started out thinking like that and I just went with the flow.

This is the last you will see any mutants other than Harry. If you remember, the last condition for the dimensional spell was that there would be no mutants in the new dimension.

I know there are many different things about x-men and brotherhood but this is how I wanted to use them.

Hopefully with this part done, I can concentrate a bit more on my Saiyan story. This plot was running around in my head not allowing me to think about the other stories at all.