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Journey to Somewhere	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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Rise
A/N - Inspired by “Rise” by Katy Perry. It is a must listen! Here are the lyrics that inspired this chapter:
“I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
Oh, ye of so little faith
Don't doubt it, don't doubt it
Victory is in my veins
I know it, I know it
And I will not negotiate
I'll fight it, I'll fight it
I will transform”

Two men stood outside the house on number 4 Privet Drive. Hand in hand they walked towards the small house that looked like a cookie cutter of the many of the others on the street. Harry turned towards his husband and smiled.

“You ready?” He asked.

Voldemort merely smiled at Harry, an evil glint in the man’s dark eyes.

“I have been ready for 17 years. Happy Birthday, my love.” Voldemort whispered into Harry’s ear.

Harry shivered knowing that later that night, his best present was due. He walked confidently towards the front door. Harry cast his glamor to induce his previous facade and then looked towards the end of the drive. He saw Lucius at one end, then turned to see Severus at the other. He nodded to them and they cast several spells to keep everything at number 4 Privet Drive private. Harry lifted his hand and knocked loudly.

The door opened to a tall woman who’s necked looked like it would break off as she craned her neck around the neighborhood as she saw who was at her door. Her horse face pinched into a sneer. “What do you want Freak?” She whispered.

“Thank you for inviting us in so cordially.” Harry said with an evil smile as he pushed with his power to move her, feet dragging in the hall giving Voldemort and himself access.
The woman looked fearful as she tried to grab onto something to stop her from going backwards. Her shrieks just gave Harry a sweet feeling inside.

“Shut the door for me, love.” Harry said sweetly. He grinned even more when she swept her face to the other man and looked back at Harry with disgust.

Harry moved his hand and threw the woman bodily towards the couch.

“I’ll find the whale for the reunion, sweetheart.” Voldemort’s voice was dripping with sarcasm as he left to move about the house.

“You can’t do anything, no magic outside of Hogwarts, you know that! They will come and cart you off.” The woman spat at Harry.

“Shut it Petunia. I’m of age as of today, and even if I wasn’t, the Ministry serves my pleasure now.” Harry said, his smile growing with every bit of fear leaking off the woman.

“Unhand me, you have no authority here. This is my house…” Vernon was screaming before he was cut off from what Harry could hear was a rough punch to his gut.

Harry watched as the large man was carted in the room by the scruff of his neck by his enraged lover. Harry motioned to the couch when his lover looked up at him.

The whale of a man was unceremoniously tossed next his his wife.

Both muggles started yelling obscenities when Harry cut them off dramatically. Arrows of flames flew from his fingers towards their throats. The flamed arrows pierced the flesh and disappeared inside, leaving a blackened scorch mark on their throats. Pain and total abject fear permeated their faces. The stench of urine only made Harry smile wider.

Harry turned towards his lover with a bemused expression in his eyes, “Darling, I think the muggles need to be changed.”

Voldemort’s eyes lit up as he flicked his wand and the pair were clad in gaudy adult sized diapers.

Harry swept his wand up and both squirming muggles were floating, “The wall please dear.”

Voldemort quickly vanished the front of the house. Harry levitated his shaking relatives to the front lawn. He set them down and forced them to their hands and knees.

“The lawn looks like it needs a trim, love.” Harry murmured into his lover’s ear.

The pair’s eyes widened even larger and Harry laughed. Voldemort transfigured both disgusting creatures into a pair of brown goats. He turned towards Harry…

“Shall we ask your father’s if they would like to come and play?” Voldemort whispered.

Harry looked up towards the street and nodded, gesturing for the other two men to come forward.

“I think we need a weathered goat.” Lucius offered.

“I agree.” Harry nodded his assent.

They all watched as Lucius conjured a small rubber band and Severus raised the male goat in the air so it was hanging upside down legs extended. Lucius maneuvered the band over the balls of the goat and sent a shrinking spell on it. It did not shrink fast, but slowly. If the goat had any voice capability it would be screaming. Only the silent pain filled eyes and open mouth indicated anything was happening. The female goat tried to squirm as a pop was heard with the sight of blood running down the male goats legs. The male goat fainted.

Harry approached the female goat and tracing a finger around the two horns. He looked at Severus.

“I think this one needs her demon horns removed to teach her some humility.” Harry said while smirking.

Severus moved forward, a gleaming smile on his face as his wand traced a flaming circle around the horns and he pulled. Each horn came off with a sucking sound and the wounds seeped blood until he cauterized them to stop the bleeding. The female goat’s eyes rolled back in pain.

“Put them back and wake my uncle.” Harry said as he walked back to his lovers side.

Both muggles were transfigured back and Voldemort revived Vernon.

Harry’s eyes were dark when he looked at them.

“You will not live in your plush life any longer. Our wizarding prison has a new room, just for you two. The insane there needed a new playroom, and you will be their new toys.” Harry spat at the muggles who had posed as his family for 17 years.

Harry walked forward and smiled at the abject fear in their eyes. He used his wand to mark each one on the forehead. When he stepped back he admired his handiwork. The mark spelled out “Potter Family”. He knew most of the insane at Azkaban were from the first war and the words would incite them.

“Take them.” Harry motioned towards Lucius.
“With pleasure, son.” Lucius replied with a smile on his face.

Harry watched as both of his fathers carted the two muggles away. He turned towards his husband and whispered, “Take me home.”
~TBC
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