A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews, as im currently on holiday with not much to do on my phone and no PC, i decided to work on getting this chapter up a bit earlier than normal.
Luffy1996: not much is known about SCP-1853 but it has adopted the FN shotgun in recent decades (not much was known about it before but it didnt neccessarily mean that the shotgun was a main weapon 4000 years ago.) Thank you for the review.
Mr Bolkhovitin: Thank you so much for the kind words, I look forward to writing and publishing some of the later chapters, there is a fair bit in store you guys will be seeing soon
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Harry couldn't wait for the end of the week to come by at this point, Vernon had been finding small things to get annoyed at Harry with over the course of the summer, Harry noticed that the house over the road had a few new people move into it, he didn't notice anything unusual about them, at first he suspected they may be death eaters however they had shown no since of any magic and he had to remember that as long as he called number four at Privet drive in little whinging his home, the blood wards would protect him from anybody who wished harm or ill intent on himself.
And it was getting much harder day by day to call this place his home or to even consider it homely considering how he was treated.
He had received a letter from Dumbledore informing him that at the end of the week he would be personally coming to pick him up and take him to meet one of his old colleagues before he would be taken to the Burrow where he would be staying for the rest of the summer.
It was on the Thursday however, that he could no longer tolerate the abuse from the Dursley's.
"This food is stale boy!" Barked Vernon from the dinner table when he tasted some of the belly pork and his face turned into that of a grimace. "Do you not know how to bloody cook!"
"Maybe you should get off your lazy backside and do it yourself instead." Said Harry under his breath.
Vernon's face turned a shade of purple and became an angry red as he loudly got up from his chair and darted for Harry, grabbing him by his collar. "What did you say to me boy!"
"I said you are a lazy fatarse who belittles his nephew just because he's slightly different you bastard." Spat Harry.
Vernon reared his fist back and smacked Harry in his face, there was a loud crack as Harry's nose broke under the force. However, Vernon Dursley had not realised the mistake he had just made. Almost immediately after hitting Harry, a blue hue of light could be made out behind Harry's uncle and Vernon turned around and gasped in fear and stumbled back as he saw a tall, strong figure dressed in black combat gear, looking like a futuristic soldier of some sort.
The figure, who was known immediately to Harry as SCP-1853 grabbed Vernon by his neck and squeezed hard, lifting his far uncle into the air who began to spasm violently as he tried to grab and pull SCP-1853's hand off of his neck. His hands moved to his face, trying to do anything to stop this figure from attempting to kill him.
SCP-1853 practically tossed Vernon across the living room, Petunia screamed and both her and Dudley cowed in fear as the large, dominating figure pulled seemingly out of thin air an FN P12 shotgun, and aimed it directly at Vernon.
Before Harry could even react or stop SCP-1853 from pulling the trigger, there was a loud bang as SCP-1853 fired its shotgun, the pellet exploding and sending a large, powerful spray of shell fragments which barrelled towards Vernon Dursley. Blood and guts spurted everywhere as the fragments impacted the Dursley patriarch at a high velocity, shattering his rib cage and obliterating the internal organs located within his chest and abdomen, his bludgeoned corpse fell to the ground, his louth spurting blood as he took his last few breaths before succumbing to death.
There was another loud scream from Petunia as lights began to turn on around the house, the house with the new people that had moved in however was still dark as they heard a loud crash behind them.
SCP-1853 darted around but relaxed noting the foundation presence. "We need to get Harry out of here." Said the leader of the task force.
Harry didn't know what to say as the task force surrounded Petunia and Dudley whilst SCP-1853 summoned a portal in the living room and pushed Harry into it.
Harry tumbled out of another portal and landed in Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts, he was surprised to still see the headmaster still at Hogwarts even though the year had already ended.
"Harry?!" Said Dumbledore alarmed as he helped Harry up to his feet. "What happened, why are you here?"
"Uncle Vernon is dead." Said Harry as he sat down, taking in the fact that he had watched his uncle die right infront of him.
"How did he die Harry?" Asked Dumbledore.
Before Harry could say anything, another portal appeared and SCP-1853 appeared from within it, Dumbledore glanced to the anomaly before realising that it was probably SCP-1853 that had killed Vernon.
That when he realised that one of the trinkets that puffed a small misty cloud out of it had stopped working, the trinkets in his office actually were designed to monitor certain people as well as this one monitoring the blood wards around the Dursley's house.
"Why would you kill Harry's uncle?!" Dumbledore Questioned angrily, Harry had never heard Dumbledore raise his voice so much at anyone before. "Don't you realise what you have done to compromise Harry's safety?!"
SCP-1853 made no comment, it merely stared at Dumbledore under its helmet and tossed a note to him before leaving through another portal. Dumbledore read the note.
Anybody who harms Harry Potter will not receive any mercy or forgiveness. They will be punished.
"Sir?" Asked Harry tentatively. "If the blood wards are no longer active, I can't go back to the Dursley's."
"No Harry, once the protections are broken, they cannot be rebuilt." Said Dumbledore as he slumped into his chair. "The damage is done, my plans of taking you too see an old colleague of mine have been hastened sightly."
Harry didn't say anything but was thankful he didn't have to go back to that house ever again.
"Shall we?" Asked Dumbledore who held pit his arm for Harry to grab.
As soon as Harry took a hold of Dumbledore's arm he was side-apparated away, the uncomfortable feeling of being squeezed into a small tube overcame before he landed on both feet in a small village, a few old lamps were still flickering down the street.
"If my sources are correct, he is in hiding in one of these houses." Ssid Dumbledore to Harry as the made there way down the street.
"Why would he be in hiding?" Asked Harry.
"Like many people, he is particularly afraid of Lord Voldemort, though it is for a much more personal and unique reason than most." Dumbledore answered as they stopped by a house that looked as if there had been a break in not too long ago.
"He must be here, Horace never was the best at being discreet." Said Dumbledore as he took out his wand and the tip glowed, casting the lumos spell silently Harry noted too himself.
They entered through the front door and found that there was broken glass everywhere, some chunks of the interior wall of the house were broken apart or looked as if they had been hit by some stray spells.
"Let us try upstairs." Said Dumbledore as he led the way upstairs, the landing was in much the same way as the rest of the house so far, they took a left and explored some of the bedrooms, they found one of them with no bed but a simple blue and white stripped sofa that looked almost completely untouched with a reddish looking substance on the right armrest.
Dumbledore took a swipe of it and smelt it before remarking that it was "Dragon's blood." Before eyeing the sofa suspiciously.
"I must say it is rather confusing how a sofa like this is in perfect condition, you really need to do better Horace." Dumbledore chuckled as he whipped his wand at the sofa and a rather rotund, older gentleman burst out of the chair and landed on his two feet.
The chair was in fact very similar in pattern to his nightgown. "Very funny Dumbledore, my alarms went off when you entered the village and I didn't have much time."
"Running away are we know Horace," said Dumbledore with a raised eyebrow. "Not happy to see an old friend."
"I see you've brought along a student to try and molly coddle me back into a job at Hogwarts Albus, my answer hasn't changed." Said Horace.
"Well let us at least repair the house." Said Dumbledore as he whipped his wand at the ceiling and everything began to repair itself, glass fragments shot towards the windows and reformed into their original patterns, the bulbs in the house were relit and all the decoration returned to normal.
"Do you mind if use the bathroom Horace?" Asked Dumbledore as he stowed away his wand.
"Of course but make it quick will you." Said Horace as he turned his attention to Harry.
"And who might you be young man, you look strangely familiar to me?" Asked Horace.
"My names Harry Potter?" Said Harry as he extended his hand out towards the older man.
"Harry Potter, goodness me I remember teaching your mother and father when they were at school." Said Horace jovially, he motioned to a cabinet that had a bunch of photos on it. "I have some photos of my previous students."
Harry went over to the cabinet and immediately recognised his mother in one of the photos, she was with Slughorn along with a bunch of other students that the old potions teacher said was a small group of students who were part of his special slug club, a group of students who were all very gifted at potions it seemed.
"Your mother was very gifted at potions when I taught her, straight O's on any potions she handed in as well as acing her O.W.Ls and her N.E.W.Ts, it's a shame she never tried becoming a potions mistress." Said Slughorn.
He pointed to a photo of a woman on a broom. "That's Gwenog Jones, you may already know her as the captain of the holyhead harpies, I used to get free tickets to games from her, she was also very good at potions."
He listed off many other ex students, Snape was one of them and Harry informed Slughorn that Snape was his current potions teacher. Dumbledore interrupted another one of Slughorns tales.
"We best be leaving Harry, since my old friend does not wish to take the position of potions tea-" Dumbledore was interrupted.
"Fine! I'll take the job." Exclaimed Horace Slughorn. "Though I want a raise and a bigger office, not that water closet I had before, and I want to know everything that's been happening in the past few years."
"That can all be arranged Horace." Said Dumbledore with a genial smile.
Harry and Dumbledore left the house and made their way back to the edge of the village. "I feel that was a very successful trip."
"Why do you want Slughorn to teach potions?" Asked Harry.
"What sets him apart from many candidates, is that he holds key information pertaining to our friend Tom Riddle, Horace isn't evil but he is holding regrets and I intend with your help Harry to find out what exactly he is hiding." Explained Dumbledore.
Once they reached the edge of the village, Dumbledore side apparated Harry a little walk away from what he recognised as the Burrow. Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen and Harry assumed he had dropped him off here, then dissaparated back to Hogwarts.
He made his way towards the Burrow and froze when he saw two muggle men armed with rifles approaching him, one raised there hand in the air as a motion for Harry to stop moving. The other tapped the side of it's helmet and began speaking to someone.
"Who are you?" Said one of them as he gripped his rifle.
"Harry Potter." Said Harry.
"Let me see your wand." Said the same guard.
Harry pulled out his wand and handed it over, the guard took it and stowed it within one of the small vest pockets of his body armour.
"We'll escort you, it's for security reasons kid." Said the other guard as the one in front of him began walking back towards the Burrow, the other guard directly behind him.
It took only a couple of minutes to walk towards the Burrow, there he saw the Weasley patriarch and matriarch inside the kitchen, cleaning up.
Harry was led to one of the checkpoints that he assumed was setup as part of the security detail for the Weasley's. The guard handed over his wand and the guard put into a contraption similar to the one used at the ministry of magic.
It printed out a long strip of paper which the security guard read over before nodding in confirmation. "It's him."
"Here's your wand kid," said the guard that escorted him as the other one wandered off back to his arm for the night. "Better get inside, it's not safe to be out here for too long."
Harry nodded and accepted his wand before making his way to the front door of the Burrow, he could no longer see Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen as he knocked on the front door.
It opened almost immediately and Harry grinned as the person who opened it practically dragged him inside, shut the door and began to attack his lips with her own.
"Hello to you too Gin." Said Hasrry good-naturedly as his back thumped into the door.
"I hoped you liked my greeting Potter." Said Ginny with a smile, she was very happy to see him. "Dad said you weren't coming over till Sunday."
They settled themselves on one of the sofas and Ginny sat on his lap as he informed her of his sudden arrival and what he had been up to with Dumbledore beforehand. Ginny was shocked to hear that Harry's uncle had been murdered but a small part of her thought that it wasn't such a bad thing.
"So what's with all the security detail?" Asked Harry. "I thought the property had been warded by your brother Bill."
"It has but the SCP foundation felt that some of their finest should assist in our protection, most of the warding protects against outsiders from finding us but many of their anomalies may be able to bypass them and we wouldn't know how to defend ourselves from them," Explained Ginny. "Mums been bringing them some leftovers from dinner nad making sure that everything is comfortable for them as they are camping in tents for two that are dotted around the grounds of the Burrow. They've also fitted a satellite onto the roof of the Burrow which is apparently able to detect magical signatures and anomalous energy. Ricky told me they've brought some experimental kit called Scranton reality anchors as well."
"The hell are those." Asked Harry with a raised eyebrow. "And who's Ricky?"
"First off, it's not like that Potter, Ricky is one fo the more sociable guards and he caught me out of bed going for a fly at one in the morning one time, he's been helping me with my nightmares whilst I've been stuck here." Explained Ginny. "We aren't allowed to leave the wards under any circumstances and if we ever do we will have to have at least four guards with us or four order members if its somewhere like Diagon Alley."
"So what about these Scraton reality anchors?" Asked Harry.
"From what I can piece together, they are designed to work effectively against anomalies and any form of magic that can alter our reality and bend it to there will, they quite complex but Hermione is fascinated with some of the kit but knows she won't ever get to properly have a look at it due to the Foundation policies." Said Ginny.
"Who else is here then?" Asked Harry. "I know Hermione said she was arriving here in a couple of weeks in her most recent letter."
"It's just you and Bill's Fiancee phlegm, apart from that it's just you thats arrived." Said Ginny.
Harry chuckled at Ginny's new nickname for Fleur Delacour. "They looked quite chummy with each other during the Triwazard Tournament."
"I hate to talk about any of my brothers in this way but Bill is an absolute babe magnet, he had a few girls during his time at Hogwarts but he never found the right one, I don't think he's particularly interested in her veela allure but it's sickening watching them together." Said Ginny.
"Now we know how Ron feels about us two." Said Harry with a smirk as Ginny traced circles into jacket.
"Yes but my dear brother is as dense as a brick at times when it comes to his feelings about a certain bushy-haired girl." Said Ginny with a smirk.
Harry raised an eyebrow at this in confusion. "There is no way those like eachother."
"You can join my brother in your clueless knowledge of women then." Said Ginny.
"I wouldn't say my knowledge of girls is that bad, especially since the one I'm mad for only moans my name." Said Harry as he pinched Ginny's arse through her jeans and she let out a light squeal.
"Your belongings are by the stairs in case you are wondering where they are." Said Ginny as she got up from Harry's lap.
"I forgot about them." Said Harry as he made his way
"Of course you did Mr forgetful." Said Ginny playfully as she led him upstairs to her room, Harry was very glad to be behind her so that he had an excuse to stare at her arse.
Once they reached her room as quietly as they could as to not wake anyone up, Harry placed his trunk off to one side in Ginny's room before turning to face her. She crooked a finger at him after setting up some privacy charms and the two collapsed back onto her bed as they began making out, clothes were strewn about with it ending with Harry being almost naked apart from his boxers and Ginny having only her underwear on.
Harry groaned when Ginny's hand dissapeared under his boxers to cup and feel him, he was already hard from the kissing and undressing they had been getting up to.
Harry kneaded Ginny's breasts, flicking her perky nipples as they snogged even more, Harry grunted and thrust himself into Ginny's hand as her fingers trailed over his hard length.
"Fuck Ginny." Moaned Harry as he felt his body clench as he approached his climax.
Ginny kissed him fiercely and felt his moan ripple through her as he climaxed, making a mess over her hands. Harry kept kissing and touching her until she too quivered into her own orgasm, her arms and legs feeling like jelly afterwards as they flopped back down into the covers.
"I missed you." Said Ginny after they cleaned up.
"I missed you too." Said Harry as his girlfriend began using some cleansing charms to mop up the mess before they both cuddled into each others arms.
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"When did you get here then mate?" Asked Ron the next morning at the dining table during breakfast.
"Last night, Dumbledore took me to see an old colleague of his." Said Harry as he took a bite of his jam on toast. "Apparently he taught my mum and dad, his name is Horace Slughorn."
"I remember being taught by professor Slughorn." Said Mrs. Weasley as she dished up some eggs and bacon for Ginny, who had appeared from the bottom of the stairs.
"What was he like mum?" Asked Ron.
"He was definitely very knowledgeable at potions and a good teacher, but he did have a select group of students that were part of his slug club." Explained Mrs. Weasley as she sat down at the dining table. "These tended to be students who he thought would go far in the wizarding world or would be become extremely influential."
"Great," said Harry, rolling his eyes in minor annoyance. "I assume he'll want me to be apart of this club as I'm the chosen one no doubt."
"I'm sure they aren't all that bad." Said Mrs. Weasley as she took away there empty plates to wash up.
Throughout the next two weeks Harry stayed at the Burrow with the Weasley's, doing chores, spending time with his girlfriend and mirror calling Sirius, his godfather was not allowed to leave Grimmauld place because he hadn't had his name cleared yet. However, Harry made sure to try and visit him at least once a week.
The foundation's guards so far had not been troubled by any anomalies or any death eaters, Harry got to know a few of them and they regularly swept the perimeter of the Burrow's wards.
On one particular Friday afternoon, Harry was denoming the garden with Ron, Hermione and Ginny had gone into to help Mrs. Weasley prepare dinner as Bill Weasley, Ron and Ginny's eldest brother and the twins were coming round, Bill had said he would be bringing his new girlfriend round as well but didn't say who she was.
When Harry went to grab another gnome that he found hiding he heard a loud rustling and a muffled screech from what he assumed to be a gnome.
"Did you hear that?" Asked Ron, his eyebrows raised in confusion.
"I did." Said Harry as he peered into the bushes.
"We better let one of the guards take a look mate." Said Ron.
As they turned away they heard more rustling, one of the guards patrolling near them noticed the suspicious movement as well as the confused and worried faces of Ron and Harry.
"Move aside lads, let me have a look." Said the guard as he raised his rifle and switched to his thermal imaging camera in his visor.
Suddenly, a figure darted out of the bushes and trees and knocked the guard out of the way and made a beeline straight for Harry. It growled and made to pounce on him before three loud bangs from the guards assault rifle hit the figure straight in the back.
Whatever it was, it had slumped to the floor.
"This is James, I've got an 049-2 instance over here, I'm gonna need some assistance." Said James into his radio.
"Affirmative James, we are sending four other guys over to where you are, just sit tight." Said a voice from the radio.
"Affirmative, James out." Replied James before flicking his radio off. "You two okay."
"Yeah we're fine." Said Harry, taking a proper look at the dead human, or at least what was a human.
"What the hell even is that?" Asked Ron confused.
"It's an instance of SCP-049-2," Explained James. "The question is, what is it doing here."
James knelt down and examined the corpse, he rolled it over to see a device with a red light beeping and a small timer that was currently on the number five.
"RUN, ITS A BOMB!!!" Barked James as he legged it, dragging Ron and Harry with him.
The legged it about twenty metres before James hauled them to the ground and as a loud explosion erupted where the corpse of the 049-2 instance was, the area around it was blazing with heat and open flames as the other guards arrived, as well as a couple of the order of the phoenix members, who put out the fire using jets of water from there wand.
For the rest of the day, no one was allowed outside the Burrow without authorisation from the foundation operatives as a forensics team was sent to analyse what happened.
"What happened?" Asked Dumbledore when his head popped through the floo.
"It seems that some sort of reanimated human attempted to kill Ron and Harry." Explained Mr. Weasley.
"How did it get through the wards?" Asked Dumbledore, concerned.
"We don't know, but once it was killed, it self destructed a few moments later, the foundation are still trying to find out what happened." Explained Mr. Weasley.
Eventually, the foundation forensics team theorised that somehow, the corpse of a deceased muggle had been reanimated by an anomaly known as SCP-049 and had been fitted with some C4 which detonated once it was killed, the foundation did not have any answers to how it got through the wards to Dumbledore's every growing concern as the leader of the team informed him of what they had found.
"It is unlikely that a reality warping anomaly was used, there would be considerable residual energy and Voldemort would not have the equipment or knowledge to contain one, nevermind controlling and utilising it." Explained the team leader.
"Thank you," said Dumbledore. "Keep me updated if you find anything else."
Sirius had requested that for the remainder of the summer that the Weasley's could stay at Grimmauld Place of they wished, there were more than enough protections and if the foundation guard stayed within the Burrow's perimeters, Voldemort may believe they would still be at the Burrow.
"Have you heard anything about the protections at Hogwarts?" Harry asked Sirius one night.
"No, Dumbledore hasn't kept many of us in the loop about that, but he says that the SCP foundation are planning something big in regards to the security detail," Said Sirius. "Dumbledore has also been trying to see about getting me a trial, Amelia Bones is considering options as we currently don't have any evidence that Wormtail is alive, a memory won't cut it apparently because they can be tampered with."
"So you are stuck here then?" Asked Harry.
Sirius nodded as he took a sip of his tea. "You should head on up to bed, it's eleven in the evening and you are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow."
Harry trudged his way up to his room after saying goodnight to Sirius, he made his way past Ginny's room but stopped suddenly and had a thought. He turned back to her bedroom door and he quietly opened it.
"Who's there?" Asked a quiet female voice.
"It's Harry, can I stay with you?" Asked Harry quietly.
"Sure, come in." Said Ginny as she muttered the Lumos spell and a small orb of light appeared at the tip of her wand, which allowed Harry to see where he was going.
"You excited to see Fred and George's shop tomorrow?" Ginny asked.
"It will be interesting to see what they've made of my startup fund." Said Harry.
Ginny raised an eyebrow. "And may I ask, how and where did you get the money to give them a startup fund."
"Cedric's mum and dad didn't want the money after he died, no matter how much I said they deserved their share they weren't interested and said that he would want me to have it," Explained Harry in a slightly saddened tone at the mention the hufflepuff's death. "I gave the money too the twins whilst everyone was getting off the train, I told them if they didn't take it that I would throw it away as I don't need it, said they could make their dream of a joke shop a reality."
"And that is why I love you Potter." Said Ginny as she pecked his cheek. "You selfless git."
"Oh I thought you loved me for my money." Harry joked.
"No I love you because of your sense of humour and you sexy body." Said Ginny, pinching his hip causing him to laugh.
"We should get some sleep." Said Harry as he wrapped his arms around Ginny's waist from behind.
"Goodnight Harry." Ginny murmured as she felt him spoon her.
"Goodnight Gin." Said Harry as he slowly drifted off to a dreamless sleep.
A/N: bit of a filler chapter to be honest but I'mlooking forward to showing off what the SCP foundation have in store in regards to the protection of Hogwarts as well as the twins joke shop.