New And Improved Harry Potter

Harry wasn't taking any chances, and commanded magic to strip the old man of anything magical. Dumbledore's glasses, two wands, a box, three trinkets, and a few candies flew from the brightly colored pockets. They all landed on the table next to his plate. Harry could feel the dark magic coming from the box and cleaned it with a wave of his hand. He didn't want to take any chances with something so vile.

The scream that tore the air, even made Sirius stop eating. They all realize that another horcrux was destroyed.

"Do you see, Harry, you must find these and destroy them. It is your destiny," Dumbledore stated firmly. He always knew that it was the boy's job to see the end of Tom. The prophecy had foretold such.

Harry was looking at the ring box. There was still powerful magic coming from it, like the diadem, which he finally got to simply answer questions. He wanted to open it, but was he was going to be careful about it, because if it was like the diadem, then while not evil it could be harmful. He instead put it in his TARDIS pocket and looked at the man who he felt was responsible for all the bad things that had happened in his life. Especially, since he lost his memory. Sure, Snape was the one who potioned him, but Dumbledore hired the vile man in the first place.

"I'm fucking done with you," he stated, getting up from the table. "You have been hounding my steps from day one. I'm tired of having to look over my shoulder every time I fucking go somewhere. This is the last time we'll bloody well meet," he warned. He took out his tricorder, because he needed precision. Turning it on Dumbledore, he sent a wave of magic towards the old man.

He hadn't wanted to do this, it was to close to mind rape for comfort, but the guy wouldn't leave him alone. The spell he just cast would make the old man think of something else, whenever he thought of Harry. If someone mentioned our hero in a sentence, then Dumbledore would change the subject. Sure, people would get suspicious, but Albus would tell them he had it all under control and then talk about something else. He then added the memory of Albus coming to talk to Sirius and blocking the memory of what just happened.

Harry then thought the old man's glasses back on his face, the two wands into his pockets, and the candies and trinkets as well. Or so he thought.

A blank look came over the old man's face, he looked at Sirius and smiled. "I came to tell you that we will not be needing your house, thank you for the offer. The Order of the Phoenix will be disbanded, as I feel that Tom is not a threat at the moment. Again, thank you, my boy, for your generous offer." With that he turned and left the room. Harry made sure to lock the door behind him.

"Harry, whose wand are you holding?" Sirius asked, peering at the crooked wand in the boy's hand. There was something strange about that wand, it niggled in the back of his mind, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"What? Well, shite, it must be Dumbledore's," Harry said as he too examined the wand. "Weird, I thought I gave that back."

"That wand looks familiar, and I mean more than the old man's wand. Like it's very important," the glamour man stated, squinting at it, trying to remember where else he'd seen it before. This was the first time he had seen it up close.

"Sirius, it's just a wand," Harry said, putting it in his pocket and sitting down to finish his dinner.

"Fine, I'll drop it for now, if you tell me what you did to Albus," the older man grumbled. He just knew this wand changed things. He just didn't know how.

"I just made it so he wouldn't think about me anymore. He'll remember who I am, but now I'm— unimportant," the teen said with a shrug.

"That's actually pretty brilliant," his godfather praise.

"Yup," the boy said, finishing off the last of his dinner. "Let's go find the queen. I want to see if she's as smart as her kids."

Sirius groaned and followed his godson out of the room. He didn't want to know what Harry was going to do with the doxy army.

Dumbledore's POV

Albus made it back to his hiding place and tried to remember why the Potter boy was so important. He knew there was a prophecy, but every time he thought about it, he would think about dinner. He searched his pockets to find his wand, so he could prepare said dinner, but the Elder Wand was gone. His backup wand was there, so were his portkeys. He frantically looked for the box, but it was nowhere to be found. Two things missing, and he had no idea why. He went over his steps for the evening and could remember everything that happened. Nothing he could remember was telling him where the missing items were. This was not good.

Amelia's POV

Bones was sitting in her office getting ready to go home. She was just putting the last of her paperwork in her safe, when Alastor came storming it.

"Well, I found Fudge and his toad," he said as he slumped into a chair.

"Really? In the tunnels? How did they survive in there?" she asked intrigued.

"They didn't, they're dead. Looks like someone got the drop on them when they handed off the Potter boy," Moody grumped, folding his arms over his chest. They were two more people who would never see justice.

"Do you know what killed them?" Amelia asked, pulling out some parchment and ink.

"Killing Curse," was the succinct answer.

"Did you find anything that could point the finger at them?" she questioned.

"There was a vial of something in Fudge's pocket. The toad's wand showed a levitation spell. But other than that, nothing."

"Damn, I was hoping for more," she huffed. Like Moody she had been hoping that Potter would sue Fudge or at least press charges. Perhaps his lawyer could make a case against the dead man's house. The Minister had been a very rich man, thanks to his nefarious dealings. He had been married, but with no children. If the Potter kid played it right, he could get everything. She never liked his wife. "What did you do with the bodies?"

"Handed them over to some rookie Aurors. I figured they could use the work," he smirked. He knew the department was stretched to its limits, but there were always slackers. It them he handed the case. They'd have to report to Bones, but how she handled it was up to her.

"Did you find anything else?" she asked, hoping for good news.

"This place is riddled with tunnels. There's one going to every departments. Even the DoM," he reported, handing her the map. "I wouldn't tell them though. I heard some fishy things lurking in the walls. There's Death Eaters in the Ministry," he finished ominously. He then pulled out a notebook with penciled in conversations that he had heard.

She lifted a brow at his use of muggle items, but he ignored it. She skimmed a few of them and her face contorted to anger. According to this there was a Death Eater in almost every department, at least the important ones. If they found out about the tunnels the Ministry would fall— fast. She just didn't have the manpower to have them patrolled. Maybe there was a way to seal them with a password only she and select few knew. They could be used for escape. It was something she was going to have to think on.

"I want to come back tomorrow and see what else I can find," Alastor stated, getting up from the chair.

"I would like that. You are an invaluable ally, Alastor. Anything you can to do help, would be Merlin sent," she said, putting the map and notes in her safe, and following him to the Floo.

"I'll be here a seven sharp," he said, taking the Floo powder and using it to go home.

"I'll be here," she sighed, wishing for an easier day tomorrow.

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