Squib Harry test chapter:
Scene 1:
"Keep your shoulder up." Harry's instructor told him.
"It is up," Harry protested before ducking under the strike that had nearly hit him in the head. Harry quickly performed a punching combo on the two hand pads that his instructor held up.
"Atta boy," His instructor grinned before throwing a left hook at him, Harry ducked under it and got back up before barely ducking under the next hit.
"Excuse me," A voice coughed, Harry and his teacher immidietely stopped and quickly stood straight before bowing.
"Harry," Said the owner of the voice, dressed in an all-black suit with a short beard and black shoulder-length hair, looking a lot like Keanu Reeves. "Come here," He said in a gentle voice.
"Yes, Sensei," Harry nodded before he followed the man out of the training room and into the next room where Harry immidietly paused upon seeing an elderly man and woman waiting for them. The woman was dressed in green robes and what looked like a witches hat, while the man was dressed in bright purple robes and a long hat that was orange for some reason. His robes were also covered in stars and moons, though the oddest thing about him was his white hair that went all the way down to the small of his back and his big beard that reached the man's waist.
"Ah, Harry," The man smiled brightly upon seeing him. "It's good to meet you at last."
Scene 2:
"Thank you, for agreeing to meet with me, Sir," Harry said respectfully to Mr Greengrass.
"I understood that you wanted to talk to me about my youngest daughter," Mr Greengrass said questioningly.
"Yes, I wanted to ask for your permission to date Astoria," Harry answered.
"I beg your pardon?"
"It's my understanding that in magical society, one must ask a girl's parent for permission if they are interested, and I consider myself interested." Harry explained. "So I would like your permission to date Astoria, or 'court her' as I believe the proper term is. I just ask that..."
"Not a chance in hell," Mr Greengrass cut him off. "I will not have my daughter associating with a squib, especially when I have offers from the likes of the Malfoy family."
"Sir, with all due respect, I would treat your daughter with far more respect than Draco Malfoy ever would, I..."
"Perhaps you would, but it's not your respect that I am worried about," Greengrass snorted. "How about the respect of the rest of the world? Huh? What will they say when I allow my daughter to associate with a squib?"
"It's not like I chose to be one," Harry pointed out in an irritated voice.
"The Malfoys beat you in money, political power and nearly every other way that matters," Greengrass continued. "You couldn't even defend my daughter against a common pixie."
"Don't be too sure about that," Harry said, not able to fully suppress his smirk. "I'm not one that should be underestimated."
Scene 3:
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, fuck!" Harry gasped as he pulled the spike out of his leg. "Son of a bitch!" Harry cursed before grabbing a cloth and wrapping it around the wound, he quickly reached into his belt and pulled a few potions out from one of the magically enhanced pockets. He drank a pain-reducing and blood-replenishing potion along with a potion to increase his healing speed.
"Potter!" The magically amplified voice of the Minister of Magic echoed. "The building is surrounded by aurors, you have one chance to surrender."
"Oh, fuck off," Harry sighed before he stood up and took a moment to plan out his situation. He needed to get to the roof, the problem with that is the fact that he is currently in the basement. "Right, got to go fight through a building of death eaters before I get chased by a bunch of aurors, what a perfectly normal life I live." Harry sighed before he started walking out of the room.
He headed up to the first floor where he spotted a trio of death eaters searching the place for him, thankfully they hadn't noticed him yet. Harry reached into his belt and pulled out three throwing knives. He took in a deep breath before he threw them, each of them piercing through the death eater's necks.
"Sorry to bother you, don't mind me," Harry mumbled as he walked past their downed bodies, he walked into the next room and immidietly was spotted by four death eaters.
"Get him!" One of them yelled before they all started throwing stunners at him.
Harry quickly raised his left hand and activated the rune he had placed in his glove, a thin orange shield formed and took the blasts while Harry pulled out a handgun. He dropped the shield and fired four bullets that quickly took out the death eaters.
"Guess guns beat sticks." Harry grinned before walking through the next door and finding a stair case that was guarded by three more death eaters. Harry quickly shot them down when all of a sudden a bunch of death eaters burst through the doors, charging towards him. Harry quickly aimed his grappling hook up into the air and allowed it to pull him up the building as he threw several explosive run bombs at the unfortunate death eaters.