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I solemnly swear that the literature and works of the Harry Potter Verse belong to JK Rowling, Bloomberg and Warner Bros. The only thing I own are the one-shot ideas that popped into my head and whatever OCs I would create for them. This is a work of pure fiction made solely for fun, constructive reviews will be welcomed, flames will be ignored. Any references to characters in real-life or fiction are purely coincidental. If I could make money out of my ideas, it would be nice...

Mischief Managed Damn It!

Title: The Potter Identity (Working Title)

Posted Date: June 14 2024

Inspiration: Jason Bourne

Tags: Secret Agent Harry Potter, Spy AU, Bad Dumbledore, Bad Weasleys, Gellert Grindelwald back from the dead, Useless Adults

Possible Challenges: Dead Sirius Black, Bad Lupin

Amelia Bones let out a tired sigh as she entered her office and shut the door, cutting off the racket that had gone on for the past few hours. She dragged her feet to the chair and with a flop, set herself down on it hard and let the cushioning of both the chair and the charms ease her aching body while she dipped her head on the headrest as she thought of the months she had that led to this day.

If someone had told Amelia a year ago that she was going to be embroiled into a situation where the British Ministry of Magic was involved with a conspiracy to commit sedition by removing the British Muggle Monarchy and controlling the Muggle government, there was a programme by the DOM that dealt with the creation of child soldiers, sleeper agents and the recent spate of dark lords, that Albus Dumbledore was a borderline sociopath who had masterminded the two wars that wrecked Europe, thus causing thousands of deaths and committing multiple counts of Line Theft, and played everyone like a puppet-master would to his puppets, stringing them along until he would cut them off, all so he could bring back Gellert Grindelwald from the grave and work with corrupt muggles to raise hell on Earth, she would have at the very least joked to have whatever drink that person would have, otherwise would have them committed to Saint Mungos to check their heads and health.

Yet it happened.

Somehow or another, she got out of that mess relatively unscathed, while plenty of the British Upper Echelons from all the factions were either arrested for a great number of charges like Line Theft or assassinations, or dead for being part of the terrorist group or insurgents trying to resist. The Minister's Cabinet was completely disbanded and the members were now guests of the Crown in cells designed to stop all forms of magic. Hogwarts was effectively closed with all the staff being quarantined to check for mind tempering or potions in their system. Most were sent on trial for their actions that had happened in the school and swept beneath the rugs, with those who were cleared possibly leaving soon and out of the country. The ICW was now in control of the magical side and working with the British Muggle government to ensure neither side missed out anyone escaping while keeping the Statute of Secrecy.

The terrorist slash dark lord named Voldemort had been taken out with his terrorist group completely eradicated. All the members and supporters were rounded up and taken to the cells for processing, with their trials slated for the coming week. With the ICW using every method to get the truth out of them, Amelia would wager that there were going to be a lot of families eradicated.

As for Dumbledore? The man was likely begging for death since his limbs had been removed rather ruthlessly and his core had been damaged, leaving him at the mercy of the ICW who were dragging every dark secret and information out of his head with some of the more esoteric and more painful methods before they decide on what to punish him with. Amelia hoped it was a suitable punishment, trying to bring back Gellert Grindelwald from the dead was something no one wanted to have. At least for the latter, the dark lord had been banished back into Hell where he belonged, and she for one would raise a glass to his suffering.

And to think this entire conspiracy would have stayed hidden and it would be too late to be stopped by others, if not for a certain person that was born from the Obsidian programme and sought after by Dumbledore and the other leaders because of their mistakes and the agent's desire to find his past.

Her thoughts got broken by the sound of the phone ringing. Lightly groaning about the interruption and thinking she needed to change the model or the ring tone at least, she grabbed the phone and pressed the button as she raised her hand to rub her eyes. "Amelia Bones."

"I heard you are still looking for me."

Her hand stopped moving and her eyes went wide as she sat up straight, all the body aches forgotten as the voice of a certain person she was thinking of filtered through the phone. "Potter?" She asked cautiously, partly thinking this was a hallucination brought about from the long nights without sleep. "Harry Potter?"

"What do you want?"

'Yeah, it is definitely him, all right.' She thought privately. He was quite blunt at times when he wanted information.

"I… I wanted to thank you… for the recordings and the documents." Amelia answered as she looked at the safe in the corner of the office where copies of Pensieve memories, transcripts of Veritaserum recordings, classified documents, testimonials, list of deals involving corrupt officials and politicians, and even death certificates of known wizards and witches were inside. Some were from her own investigations, but the rest were obtained by Potter who had delivered with a ribbon tied into a bow for her on the table. She and her guards had fits on how the man was able to breeze through all the security to dump it on her table, and a lot of fingers were pointed on that day. "We got all we needed, it is all tied up and we are cleaning up the loose ends."

A smile then appeared on her face while she leaned in her seat. "I should let you know, Susan is insisting on inviting you to dinner. She really wants to thank you in person."

While Amelia was grateful to Potter, the part of her that was the guardian was very paranoid around the young man that made her niece act like a love struck puppy, not helped since he saved her from the Death Eaters, Dumbledore's schemes that would see her dead or used by the likes of Lucius Malfoy's spawn to "redeem" them, and Molly's attempts to potion her to be with her youngest son. Susan was not the only one to be rescued during the situation. Cyrus Greengrass was bemoaning about the man who had "seduced his innocent girls", nevermind the fact that the eldest Daphne, the infamous Ice Queen of Hogwarts, had set her sights on the man who saved her and the sister from the hellspawns in Slytherin house. Su Li, the diplomat slash assassin from the Asian Empire had declared the man to be her rival slash lover that she would take for herself. The Patil Twins were strong-arming their parents to get the Indian government declare their country an asylum for Potter if needed. And then there was Fleur Delacour whose father had granted asylum in France, and wanted to "repay" him for saving her from the Weasleys dousing her with potions to be the slave for the eldest son.

Funny how Harry Potter was attracting all that attention, and all he wanted was to get back his memories.

"I didn't do it for thanks."

"I know. I guess in all though, I owed you an apology for the absolute crap we put you through." Amelia continued as she thought of the chases and hunting involved for him. The young man did not make it easy for the Aurors or Hit-Wizards, and it took only the best to track him down enough to force him to be serious, and that usually ended badly for them. Alastor Moody was torn between competitive glee for having someone who he could tangle with, and professional rage at someone who kept getting past him and the other Aurors meant to stop him. And when it came to Dumbledore and Voldemort, it was honestly a wonder that Hogwarts was still standing after the titanic battle they had. That merely added to his infamy that the news network kept blasting over his supposed crimes the people could dig up for their use.

"I see..." Potter paused on the phone before continuing. "Is this an official apology?"

"Not quite. This is mostly off the record, you know how it is." Amelia winced at that admission with a fair bit of disgust over that. It really angered her, both professionally and personally, that for all the risks the young man had taken to uncover the truth and to bring it out in the open in his search for his past, the Ministry did not want to admit their mistakes and used him as the convenient scapegoat for their messes before the eventual reveal. Even Rufus Scrimgeor, her once subordinate turned Interim Minister, did not stop the blame game and only used him to get certain Aurors into position. It was only when the ICW got involved that his name was cleared with the kill order removed, but by that point his reputation was damaged, and it was going to take a lot of years before he could walk out into the open. The other countries are willing to give him leeway given his past but with the amount of dirty laundry and skeletons in closets exposed due to their relations with Dumbledore, he would be lucky to be declared innocent for the public in a few years.

"Very well then. Goodbye..."

"Wait!" The woman grabbed a folder that had been on the desk from the near beginning of the investigations and flipped it open to look through the pages. It took some time and a fair amount of leverage to pressure the Unspeakables into getting her this portfolio without the red-tape "additions", but it was worth it to get into the mind of the agent, and right now Amelia felt he needed to know about this if only to help get some closure from this mess.

Finding the page she wanted, Amelia took a deep breath and started to read out the information.

"Harold Daniel McKinnon. That is your real name." Amelia looked at the photo that showed a much younger Harry Potter just before his induction into the programme, roughly 6 years old. "You were born to Sirius Orion Black and Marianne McKinnon on July 29 1999. Your ties to the Potters came from your father's grandfather, a minor line, and your mother's great grandmother who was a Squib of the main line, and the connection was a strong enough link for Dumbledore to get the goblins to do the inheritance tests in hopes of gaining the fortune, and later use the blood of James Potter to strengthen the blood link. There are no family relations that have been found so far, but you could try approaching the goblins to ask for their help." There was more information in the folder but these were the highlights that he would likely be wanting to know, if only to ease his burden. "There is more to it. Why don't you come in and we'll talk about it?"

"..."

The silence that came after grew longer and Amelia had to wonder if the young man had perhaps hung up at this point. "Harry?"

"… Get some rest, Amelia Bones. You look tired."

'Click!'

The tone indicating disconnection sounded through it, but Amelia ignored it as she turned to face the window, noting the different buildings that were near her office and the number of windows facing hers with the numerous blind-spots. There was only one thought that rang through her head.

'Son of a bitch!'

Down in the streets of London, a certain blond-haired young man walked out of the office building and walked through the crowd that lined the roads, effortlessly walking through gaps in a manner that would prevent others from following him without making a big scene of it. As he got further from the area, his hair started to slowly change its colour and state from beneath the hat, eventually changing to a dark nest of hair. His facial features also changed very slowly to avoid detection, eventually having a different face from the original and looking more like the person from the wanted poster at the place he had just left. He turned to look at the building one last time before popping away, without anyone knowing that a dangerous operative had been in their midst for a few minutes.

Author's Notes:

Funny thing, I was listening to a certain theme song that belongs to the film, and I thought why not? This is more of a trailer than anything, it would take a lot of work to get this one done as a story without following the canon storyline, I just wanted to get this out of my head. I did something similar in the FF rwby1989 account for Jaune Arc, but this may be more my speed.

Can you hear the theme playing at the end? XD