Chapter Text
Prologue
Author’s notes
Silver - I know I have a few works to be updated and they are coming, but I wanted to get this up and started. My actor portrayal for Lucas Grey is Sebastian Stan.
Loki - I have not played the Hitman games, but Silver has sent me the cinematic scenes for the World of Assassination which I am going to get around watching, but for now it is mainly just editing the chapters.
Silver - As with all my stories, each chapter has a song attached to it and for this opening chapter it is Skyfall by Adele.
3 Privet Drive, Little Whinging
Surrey, England
2nd of August, 2017
6:35pm
In a street, where all the houses looked the same and many of the residents acting like they were all important and so naturally gossiped when all the wives of the garden club noticed that the normally abandoned number 3 finally had someone. However none of them had seen who was living there, only knew when there were faint lights at night and many tried to look in during their evening walks, but there were now heavily blinds that stopped any sight into the house.
While inside the house, a middle aged man with shoulder length black hair that had bits of grey beginning and he had ice blue eyes. He was currently on the laptop looking at a young black woman with short black hair and dark brown eyes, who was currently typing with a frown.
“Have you gotten anything from the files I sent you?” the man asked as he grabbed a glass of water from next to him and the young woman looked at him.
“Sadly no, there was a virus attached to the USB and the files got wrecked” the man slammed his fist on the table and the young woman jumped.
“Sorry Olivia for scaring you then, but damn it… so it is now official that CICADA is now a dead end for me to use” the man got a thoughtful expression on his face and Olivia looked puzzled.
“Lucas, what should I do?” Olivia asked and Lucas sighed.
“For now nothing, I need to think… I will call you back” Lucas told her and she nodded before she hung up.
Lucas leaned back in his chair and ran a hand over his face.
“I shall contact Taheiji Koyama and remind him of his debt to me, that will take care of Scott Sarno and the rest of the SIGMA unit… hmm, I should tell Taheiji to make sure the contract goes to the ICA” Lucas muttered to himself and he got to his hand grabbing his mobile, gun and boots.
Lucas walked out of the house and headed to the old park, where there was a broken swing set and he could get a workout as he worked out how to get his little brother to him.
He just reached the tunnel that led to the park, when he heard yelling and he pulled out his gun and just ran. He noticed a fluffy cat running, but just thought normal cat behavior,
“DUDLEY, COME BACK! YOU’RE RUNNING RIGHT AT IT!” a male voice yelled and Lucas reached the opening and stopped dead for there were two strange floating black robed things and each hovering near two boys.
Lucas felt the unnatural cold and looked at the one closest to him, that was now leaning to the large blonde boy and he fired his gun at it just as a bright light came from a stick held by the other boy that had black hair.
The floating thing fell to the ground forming a bundle of black robes and the young teen was looking at him in shock.
“Kid, you alright?” Lucas asked glancing around for the second thing and he walked slowly to the blonde boy, who was whimpering.
Harry's point of view
Harry was in shock, Dementors in Little Whinging and they attacked him and his cousin. However a stranger stepped in and fired a gun at the Dementors, which now lay in a bundle of rags while the other had been thrown back by his Patronus and he went to hide his wand.
“Kid, you alright?” the man asked as he looked around before he walked slowly to Dudley, who was whimpering all the while keeping his gun out.
“You could see them” Harry whispered and the man looked at him with concern.
“Yeah, not sure what they were, but you were in danger… I could feel the unnatural cold on this rather annoying hot day” the man stated as he walked more to Harry and then what the man said caught up in Harry’s mind.
“Who are you? Are you a wizard? Do you work for Voldemort? How can you not know what Dementors are?” Harry asked in rapid fire and the man got closer to him before stopping just near where Dudley lay.
“I am unsure of any of those things” the man said calmly and Harry swore in his head that he was going to be in massive trouble, but then he glanced at the dead Dementor.
However before he could say anything else there was more running and Harry swore again as he watched a familiar old woman enter the tunnel opening. Harry felt his stomach going in knots seeing Mrs Figg standing there with her eyes looking to the strange man holding the gun then to Dudley who was whimpering on the ground and then to his wand as he went to hide it from her.
“Don’t put it away, idiot boy!” Mrs Figg yelled at him and Harry looked at her in shock.
‘Mrs Figg knows’ Harry thought to himself and watched as Mrs Figg glanced nervously at the strange man then looked at the bundle on the ground.
“You… you shot a Dementor with a gun” Mrs Figg said in shock and the man frowned looking at the bundle of black robes.
“The kid called it that as well… what is it?” the man answered and Mrs Figg looked back at Harry.
“Keep your wand out… there could be more of them around? Oh, I’m going to kill Mundungus Fletcher” Mrs Figg told him, while she glanced around and the man stood straighter.
“There is none of the unnatural cold air around” the man said as he glanced around the area and then back to Mrs Figg.
“They can fly high in the air” Harry pointed out and the man froze before he nodded and Harry heard something click.
“Fair point, but I doubt there would be more…” the man walked to the bundle of rags and wrinkled his nose “I have never seen anything like this before and I have seen some things…” the man said and Mrs Figg glanced at Harry before she sighed.
“Sir, what is your name?” Mrs Figg asked and the man looked at her.
“Lucas Grey” he answered and Mrs Figg gave another sigh that sounded a lot heavier.
“You are now part of this, you could see the Dementors and you shot one of them… the Ministry will not be happy” Mrs Figg said and Lucas glanced at her.
“What am I a part of?” Lucas asked and Mrs Figg glanced at Harry.
“The Wizarding World” Harry told him and Lucas raised an eyebrow.
“Interesting, you have gotten my attention…” Harry was not sure anymore of Lucas “well… let's get you and your brother home?” Lucas said as he put the gun in his jacket and Harry looked at his cousin.
“Cousin, Dudley is my cousin” Harry told Lucas, who nodded and then he knelt next to Dudley and pulled him onto his feet.
“Where are we heading?” Lucas asked and Harry looked at his cousin with concern, wondering about the effects the dementor had on Dudley as he seemed to be on the point of fainting: His small eyes were rolling in their sockets and sweat was beading his face,
“Number 4 Privet Drive” Lucas nodded and together they walked towards the house.
“Keep your wand out…” Harry jumped at Mrs Figg’s sudden order “never mind the Statute of Secrecy now, there’s going to be hell to pay anyway when the Ministry finds out about all of this, we might as well be hanged for a dragon as an egg…” Harry noticed that Lucas was paying attention with a serious look on his face “this is going to be a giant mess about the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery…” Harry bit his lip “this was exactly what Dumbledore was afraid of happening” Mrs Figg explained as the group slowly walked back to the Dursley’s house.
“I will help in whatever way I can, I have many connections all around the world and I reckon I have some that know of this world or hints of it” Lucas told them and Mrs Figg looked at him and was about to tell him before she paused glancing towards the end of the street and let out a breath of relief.
“You don’t know how wizards and witches are, Mr Grey… they can easily wipe your memories…” Harry noticed the sharp look Lucas shot Mrs Figg as he paused his walk with Dudley slumped on him.
“Wipe my memories?” Lucas said with a tone that Harry could not even say.
“Yes, among other things” Mrs Figg answered and Lucas watched her before adjusting Dudley to get something.
“But he could see the Dementors and even shot one of them” Harry informed Mrs Figg watching as Lucas pulled out a mobile phone and typed a message before pocketing the mobile again.
Harry wondered what he typed or sent to someone and wanted to ask but felt it was not yet the right time.
“And that is what makes me the most concerned on how the Ministry shall act on that news” Mrs Figg whispered to Harry and Harry wondered about the man that saved him and his cousin.
“Not far now” Lucas said as they neared the house and Harry turned back to Mrs Figg.
“Why didn’t you tell me you’re a Squib? All those times I came round your house…” Harry saw Lucas paying attention as they reached number 7 “why didn’t you say anything?” Harry pleaded and Mrs Figg sighed.
“Dumbledore’s orders…” Harry frowned “I was to keep an eye on you but not say anything about your history or our world… you were too young to fully understand the depth that came with it all and for that I am sorry I gave you such a miserable time at my house…” Harry looked down “you must now realise that if the Dursleys knew that you loved and enjoyed time at my house, they wouldn’t have allowed you to continue to come over” Mrs Figg explained and Harry nodded in understanding.
“I can understand, does not mean I like it” Harry whispered as he glanced at Dudley.
“Oh, when Dumbledore hears about this… he is going to be furious… oh, how could Mundungus have left you, he was supposed to be on duty until midnight…” Lucas looked at her with narrowed eyes and Harry wondered why “where is he? How am I going to tell Dumbledore what’s happened, I can’t Apparate…” Mrs Figg groaned as they got to number 5 just across the road from number four.
“I’ve got an owl…” Harry saw that Lucas looked at him now with another expression he could explain “you can borrow her” Harry told Mrs Figg and she shook her head.
“Harry, you don’t understand… Dumbledore will need to act as quickly as possible, the Ministry have their own ways of detecting underage magic, they’ll know already, you mark my words… but I am not sure if they would find out about the dead Dementor, they should send someone out to find out if the second one does not return” Mrs Figg explained and Harry looked shocked.
”But I was getting rid of dementors, I had to use magic or my soul would be sucked out…” Mrs Figg stopped as Lucas turned sharply and the group stopped in front of number five.
“That thing can take a soul” Lucas replied and both Harry and Mrs Figg nodded which caused Lucas to frown before he adjusted Dudley’s standing position and Harry noticed Lucas touch his ear briefly and he wondered why.
“They are the guards of Azraban Prison and cause the inmates there to go insane or simply wish for death” Mrs Figg explained and Lucas frowned.
“Then the most important thing this Ministry needs to ask is, what were these guards doing here if they were meant to be guarding prisoners? That is also the question you need to ask yourself” Lucas said and Harry looked at Mrs Figg.
“That is a good point, but things in the Wizarding World are not so simple… I wish it were so, but there are things happening that the Ministry are ignoring and soon it will be too late to truly act” Mrs Figg explained and Lucas glanced at Harry.
“You asked me, if I worked for this Voldemort…” Mrs Figg looked at Harry, who nodded “is he the one causing issues with the Ministry” Lucas asked and Mrs Figg nodded.
“It is a bit of a long history, but yes he is dangerous, powerful and does not care for anything or anyone… only power” Mrs Figg said and Harry wanted to explain but Mrs Figg looked at him.
“I know men and even women like that…” there was a look that Harry saw pass quickly in Lucas’ eyes “well, I can make time to listen and if you want, I can train you in hand to hand combat” Lucas said and Harry frowned.
“Thank you for the offer, but wizards and witches use wands, not fighting with hands” Harry told him and Lucas frowned slightly as he adjusted for Dudley’s weight again.
“What if you lose your wand in a rush? Or drop it? It is better to have a range of options in order to protect yourself” Lucas explained and Harry saw the point of his words and once again wondered who Lucas was and what he did for work.
“Oh my dear, I wish it was that simple, but sadly there are many in the Wizarding that look down on muggle things, not seeing them as dangerous and ignoring muggle world events…” Lucas frowned “MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!” Mrs Figg yelled and then Lucas jumped in fright as a squat, unshaven man that smelled strongly of mingled drink and stale tobacco wearing a tattered overcoat appeared with a sharp pop.
“ ’S’ up, Figgy? What ’appened to staying undercover?” Harry watched as the man glanced at each person before spotting Lucas and his eyes widened in shock.
“He saved Harry from Dementors, Mundungus” Mrs Figg growled and the man looked at her in shock.
“Dementors? Here?” Mundungus repeated in an aghast tone looking at Mrs Figg before glancing at Lucas again.
“Yes, here, you worthless pile of bat droppings, here!” Mrs. Figg shrieked before dropping her voice as she glanced around “Dementors attacking the boy on your watch!” Mrs Figg whispered and Harry saw the man winced.
“Blimey…” Mundungus looked from Mrs. Figg to Harry to Lucas and back again “I . . .” Mrs Figg glared at the man.
“I know you went off buying stolen cauldrons…” Lucas raised an eyebrow “didn’t I tell you not to go? Didn’t I ?” Mrs Figg whispered yelled watching the nearby houses and Mundungus looked deeply uncomfortable.
“I… well, I… it… tt was a very good business opportunity, see…” Mundungus glanced briefly to where Lucas stood and he looked away quickly.
Mrs. Figg raised the arm from which her string bag dangled and whacked Mundungus around the face and neck with it. Harry knew it was full of cat food cans and he saw Lucas wince at something.
“Ouch… gerroff…” Mundungus tried to stop her “gerroff, you mad old bat…” Mrs Figg glared harder and swung the bag harder “someone’s gotta tell Dumbledore about all of this and the muggle witness” Mundungus told her and Mrs Figg stopped briefly and glanced at Lucas.
“Yes… they… have” Mrs Figg swung the bag of cat food at every bit of Mundungus she could reach as she said “and… it… had… better… be… you… and… you… can… tell… him… why… you… weren’t… there… to… help” Mrs Figg told him as the bag hit the man with each word said and Mundungus finally stepped away.
“Keep your ’airnet on” Mundungus said as he cowered with his arms over his head.
“Mundungus” Mrs Figg growled and he nodded.
“I’m going, I’m going” He said and then with another loud crack disappeared from view.
“I hope Dumbledore murders him or better yet Mad-Eye…” Mrs Figg turned to face Lucas “I am sorry about all of that…” Lucas waved her off.
“It is fine, if he was in my employment, he would be facing the barrel of my gun” Lucas informed her and both Harry and Mrs Figg glanced at each other briefly.
“He looked shocked at seeing you,,,” Mrs Figg cut off Harry.
“It could be because he is muggle… well, maybe not seeing that you shot a Dementor” Mrs Figg said and Lucas looked between the two.
“Is there a way to check?” Lucas asked curiously and Mrs Figg nodded.
“Gringotts Wizarding Bank, the Goblins there can find out everything with a simple blood test from family to even hidden gifts” Mrs Figg informed him and Lucas adjusted Dudley again.
“Well, I will most definitely be going there…” Lucas looked over to number 4 “time to get these boys home” Lucas said and Mrs Figg nodded.
Together the group walked the short distance that remained to get to Number four and just outside of the door, Mrs Figg stopped and Harry looked at her.
“I need to get home and await more instructions, but for now you are safe here” Mrs Figg said and Harry saw Lucas glance at her.
“I will remain here, I have this feeling that I will be needed, I will then return back to my house and get a few things in order” Lucas said pointing to number 3 across the road.
Mrs Figg nodded and then left, while Harry wanted to get more answers from her and Lucas lightly touched his shoulder.
“I can see the thought in your head, I want more answers as well and my first place seems to be a bank, where it is I am not sure” Lucas told him and Harry nodded.
“Best come in then, my aunt and uncle won’t be too happy” Harry told Lucas and he nodded.
Harry opened the door as Lucas helped steady Dudley upright just as Aunt Petunia came to the door.
“Diddy! About time too, I was getting…” Petunia noticed a strange man holding up her son, who looked quite ill “quite… Diddy, what’s the matter?” to everyone’s shock, Dudley threw up on the doormat “Dudley” Petunia whispered as Uncle Vernon could be heard galumphing over out of the living room.
“Everyone, calm down… the boys have been through some trauma” Lucas said and Vernon looked at him.
“Who are you? What are you doing with my son?” Vernon yelled and Lucas glared which froze Vernon in his tracks.
“My name is Lucas Grey, I live at Number 3 and I saved the boys from something I still do not understand” Lucas explained and then moved into the living room with Petunia and Vernon following as he put Dudley on the couch and stood tall and Harry saw his lips moving but he could not hear the words.
“What happened, boy?” Vernon demanded turning to face Harry.
However before Harry could say anything, that precise moment a screech owl came swooping in via the kitchen window, narrowly missing the top of Vernon’s head as it dropped a letter at Harry’s feet and then flew out again.
“Huh, that is what you meant?” Lucas muttered softly and crossed his arms as Petunia sat down next to Dudley.
“OWLS! OWLS! AGAIN! I WILL NOT HAVE ANY MORE OWLS IN MY HOUSE!” Vernon bellowed as he ran to close the kitchen window as Harry grabbed the letter and opened it with his heart pounding.
“Kid?” Lucas asked but his voice echoed in Harry’s mind as he took in what the letter said.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We have received intelligence that you performed the Patronus Charm at twenty-three minutes past nine this evening in a Muggle-inhabited area and in the presence of a Muggle.
The severity of this breach of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery has resulted in your expulsion from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ministry representatives will be calling at your place of residence shortly to destroy your wand.
As you have already received an official warning for a previous offense under section 13 of the International Confederation of Wizards’ Statute of Secrecy, we regret to inform you that your presence is required at a disciplinary hearing at the Ministry of Magic at 9 a.m. on August 12th.
Hoping you are well,
Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk
improper use of magic office
Ministry of Magic
“Well boy, what does the letter say?” Vernon growled and Harry swallowed hard.
However before he could answer there was a crash sound as another owl flew into the now closed window and he went over to open the window grabbing the new letter from the owl. He could hear arguing between Vernon and Lucas but he paid it no mind as he read the new letter.
“You listen to me, I know nothing of what you are saying” Lucas yelled and Harry saw the new letter was from Arthur Weasley.
Harry,
Dumbledore’s just arrived at the Ministry and he’s trying to sort it all out. DO NOT LEAVE YOUR AUNT AND UNCLE’S HOUSE. DO NOT DO ANY MORE MAGIC. DO NOT SURRENDER YOUR WAND.
Arthur Weasley
Harry sat down heavily at the dining table looking at a still ill looking Dudley, who had Petunia rubbing his back, while Vernon glared at him and then at Lucas.
“Who are all these ruddy owls from?” Vernon growled and Harry looked at the two letters.
“The first one was from the Ministry of Magic, expelling me…” Harry was looking between Lucas and Vernon as he was straining his ears to catch noises outside in case the Ministry representatives were approaching, he did notice a few car lights moving about “and the second one was from my friend Ron’s dad, he works at the Ministry… he was informing Dumbledore was trying to sort things out” Harry explained and Lucas frowned.
“And why have you been expelled?” Vernon asked as his eyes were glinting with anger.
“Because I did magic” Harry simply and Vernon moved suddenly raising his arm in the air.
“AHA!” Uncle Vernon roared as he slammed his fist down on the top of the fridge, which sprang open; several of Dudley’s low-fat snacks toppled out and burst on the floor “so you admit it! What did you do to Dudley?” Vernon ordered and that is when Lucas stepped in.
“The kid did nothing, but try to save your son…” Petunia gasped “there were these things… these black robed creatures that caused an unnatural cold and there was something else… I shot the one that was over Dudley, while Harry made a bright white light that formed something which drove the other creature away” Lucas explained and Harry saw Vernon look at Lucas.
“You’re one of the freaks” Vernon accursed and Lucas raised an eyebrow.
“If you mean a wizard, no I am not…” Petunia cut off Lucas.
“You said you shot a Dementor” everyone looked at her and Harry felt shock enter his veins.
“You know what a Dementor is?” Harry asked and Petunia wrinkled her nose.
“I heard…” Vernon watched his wife with wide eyes “that awful boy telling her about them years ago” Petunia said jerkily.
“If you mean my mum and dad, why don’t you use their names?” Harry demand and Petunia gave a hollow laugh.
“It was not your father who told her, it was your mother’s best friend till something happened in their fifth year and everything changed” Petunia said and Harry wondered who could have told his mother about the Dementor and Azraban.
Lucas had a thoughtful look on his face that Harry caught and was about to ask what the man did for work.
“So… so… they… er… they… er… they actually exist, do they… er… dementy-whatsits?” Vernon tried to get out but was still in shock as Petunia nodded.
“I could go and get the bundle of robes for you to prove it” Lucas said and Vernon looked at him before looking around the room.
Harry noticed that Vernon was going to speak again, when another feathered cannonball flew zoomed into the kitchen window and landed on the coffee table, dropped the letter and then flew off again.
Harry grabbed the third letter of the night yet it was only the second official-looking envelope and Harry felt unsure if he wanted to know what it said.
“Enough… effing… owls . . .” muttered Uncle Vernon distractedly, stomping over again to the window and slamming it shut again.
“Kid, just open it” Lucas told him and Harry bit his lip and nodded.
Harry took a breath, sat down on the couch and opened the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Further to our letter of approximately twenty-two minutes ago, the Ministry of Magic has revised its decision to destroy your wand forthwith. You may retain your wand until your disciplinary hearing on 12th August, at which time an official decision will be taken.
Following discussions with the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Ministry has agreed that the question of your expulsion will also be decided at that time. You should therefore consider yourself suspended from school pending further inquiries.
With best wishes,
Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk
improper use of magic office
Ministry of Magic
Harry read this letter three times in quick succession as a miserable knot in his chest loosened slightly at the thought that he was not definitely expelled, though his fears were by no means banished. Everything seemed to hang on this hearing on the twelfth of August.
“Well? What now?” Vernon asked for Harry’s attention and he looked at his uncle.
“Kid?” Lucas called out seeing that Harry could not form the words.
“Well boy, answer…” Vernon glared at him “have they sentenced you to anything? Does your lot have the death penalty?” Vernon asked with a hopeful afterthought that caused Lucas to glare at him.
“I’ve got to go to a hearing…” Harry said quietly and Vernon tilted his head slightly.
“And they’ll sentence you there?” Vernon asked hopefully and Harry noticed Lucas typing again again on the mobile and wondered what the man was doing.
“I suppose so” Harry replied and Vernon grinned.
“I won’t give up hope then” Uncle Vernon said nastily and Lucas glared at him harder.
“Well, if that’s all… I am going up to my room” Harry said as he got to his feet and moved towards the stairs.
“Kid, I would prefer it if you were not alone in this, but I can see you all need a chat with me not here…” Lucas moved to the door and paused before turning to face Vernon “I will be back in about an hour, I am going to get a few things moving and you won’t like it if I find the kid hurt” Lucas warned and Vernon laughed bitterly.
“Yeah, what are you going to do?” Vernon taunted and Lucas moved fast. He had pulled out his gun and pointed it at Vernon.
“As I stated early, my name is Lucas Grey, but I am a very dangerous man to anger…” Lucas tilted his head “I am the leader of my own private Militia, but more importantly I am a professional hitman and assassin…” the Dursleys gasped with shock as Harry blinked with surprise and Vernon went to take a step “now don’t go running to the police your phone line and numbers have been cut off…” Vernon gulped “nor go to the neighbours I have had people call them and send them away, you possibly did not notice the cars driving off as my right hand told them no car lights” Lucas explained pulling out a mobile and Harry felt fear for the first time since the graveyard.
"I... I noticed and I saw you touch your ear" Harry whispered and Lucas glanced at him.
"I am surprised you did not call me out" Lucas replied with an eyebrow raise.
"Did not think of it" Harry truthfully said and Lucas nodded.
Harry watched as Lucas turned back to his aunt and uncle with the gun still pointing at Vernon. Harry wanted to get upstairs and write to his friends and Sirius, tell them about what happened and what Lucas did for work even.
“You dare threaten me” Vernon growled and Lucas pointed the gun at Dudley and Vernon stopped everything.
“Exactly, I know you love your son and would do anything for him… I have stood here listening to everything and I can see you want more answers from the kid and so you will shut up and sit down, so he can explain what happened to your son while I go and get a few more things moving” Lucas said and Vernon looked at Harry.
“His name is Harry” Dudley whispered and Lucas looked at him.
“I know, but right now he is under my protection and everyone I recruited under 18 is kid to me” Lucas said softly and Dudley looked at Lucas then to Harry.
“I am sorry for everything I did when we were growing up” Harry felt shock enter his veins and saw his aunt and uncle were as well “I was a bully… that… that… those Dementors you said that attacked us… they would have taken my soul…” Harry nodded “but I also saw some… I felt that all the happiness was gone from me… that there would no longer be any good to look forward to… that is their… that is their power isn’t it?” Dudley asked and Harry nodded.
“Yes, it is” Harry answered and Lucas walked over to him.
“Will you be alright explaining everything, I promise to be back in an hour” Lucas asked and Harry nodded still in shock about Dudley talking softly and uncertain to him.
Lucas glared at his aunt and uncle before he left the house.
“Dudley and I were in the alleyway between Magnolia Crescent and Wisteria Walk about to enter the tunnel to get back here in Privet Drive…” Dudley cut off Harry.
“I thought I’d be smart with Harry, he pulled out his wand but he never shot any magic at me… just held it out for me to see…” Dudley looked down at his hands and clenched them.
“Then two dementors turned up…” Harry was then cut off by Vernon.
“But what ARE dementoids?” he asked furiously and Dudley looked at his mother then to Harry who was trying to keep a lid on his temper feeling his uncle’s rage at him.
“Dementors… they are called Dementors even though i do like that name of dementoids…” Harry took a breath in calm himself “they are these creatures that bring an unnatural cold to the air, they wear pure black tattered robes and float in the air… then as they draw closer to you they draw out all the happiness within you and then when you are in their clutches… they will kiss you…” Harry was stopped again by his uncle.
“Kiss you? What do you by that statement?” Vernon asked shocked
“It’s what they call it when they suck the soul out of your mouth” Harry answered and Aunt Petunia uttered a soft scream.
“His soul? They didn’t take… he’s still got his…” Petunia turned quickly and seized Dudley by the shoulders and shook him as if testing to see if she could hear his soul rattle within.
“Mum, stop… I am going to be sick again” Dudley got out as she stopped and turned to Harry.
“The Dementor did not get his soul, you would know for Dudley would be brain dead, basically a vegetable and bed ridden” Harry explained and Petunia looked relieved.
“Fought ’em off, did you, son?” Vernon looked so out of his depth and tried to bring the conversion back to what he knew “gave ’em the old one-two, did you?” Harry sighed at his uncle.
“You can’t give a Dementor the old one-two… I am still shocked that Mr Grey not only could see them, but he shot one killing it" Harry told him and Vernon frowned looking at him.
“So you said there were two, Mr Grey shot one and what were you doing, boy?” Vernon asked and Harry sighed.
”I was trying to find my wand after Dudley punched me as he tried to get away from the cold forcing me to drop my wand and I only found it by casting the light spell and then grabbed it and cast the Patronus…” Harry was cut off as another clattering sounded before another owl appeared this time from the fireplace.
“FOR GOD’S SAKE!” Uncle Vernon started pulling great clumps of hair out of his mustache, something he hadn’t been driven to in a long time “I WILL NOT HAVE OWLS HERE, I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS, I TELL YOU!” Vernon shouted and Harry grabbed the letter that the owl drop before it flew off again.
“Dad, stop… the… this…” Dudley could not get the words out.
“What happened is big, for I used magic in front of a muggle… but there is a chance Mr Grey has magic in his DNA from one or both his parents” Harry explained as he opened the new letter and Harry hoped that the letter was from Dumbledore explaining everything from the Dementors to Mrs Figg to even what the Ministry was up to.
However he was disappointed seeing that it was his godfather’s handwriting and Harry wanted to just throw the letter in the fireplace and burn it as he read it.
Arthur’s just told us what’s happened. Don’t leave the house again, whatever you do.
Harry just felt furious as he found this letter such an inadequate response to everything that had happened tonight that he turned the piece of parchment over, looking for the rest of the letter, but there was nothing there.
There was another sound that entered Harry’s mind but he paid it no mind for he did not know what he was going to do now.
Silver - I hope everyone has enjoyed this opening chapter, I am currently working on a few Hitman crossovers and even a stand alone Hitman story. I plan to update my other stories soon, just fixing a few things and then everything will get updated.
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