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Tarnished Lion	By : InvidiaRed Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 56639 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I make no money off of this fanfiction. Harry Potter and its world isn't mine. Any and all resemblance is entirely coincidental. Again, All fun and practice.

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There was so much blood.
What had he done?! There was chaos and shouting on the staircase.
Harry felt sick.
He had to get away. He took a step back and his naked buttocks pressed up against someone.
“Incarcerous” The shouting ceased cut off by an abrupt and loud tumble the sound of three grown men tumbling down the steps.
And the ropes entangled the headless body further creating a horrid mess of rope that writhed like a living thing and those robbers caught within it.
Arms enveloped Harry. Making him feel every bit as naked as he was. As lips teased the back of his neck.
“My lord, Beautifully done.”
Barty Jr’s hand was on his chest. Feeling his frantic heartbeat.
Harry felt the bulge nestle his buttocks.
“I imagine, You want this to all go away. What are you going to do for me?” Junior whispered in his ear as he kissed down his neck. As he pressed his bulge keenly against Harry’s buttocks.
“Sssh. Harry. I can feel your frantic heartbeat”
“It was an accident.” Harry pleaded.
“Accidents happen all the time in chaotic circumstances. It wasn’t your fault. Besides, I know you know the unforgiveables. I taught you them. Remember the rats? How we selflessly took care of the rat problem?”
“Same principle. My lord. They’re criminals. The worst sort of muggles imaginable.
Junior kept Harry firmly embraced. As though he knew for a fact that if he didn’t Harry would flee.
Barty pointed his wand at a beer can.
“Portus”
It quivered and trembled as it shone with blue light and after a moment. It stilled looking like a normal muggle object.
“Epoximise”
Barty’s glee as he pointed at the ropes.
“Duro” The writhing mass of rope stilled and turned stone gray and the unfortunate inhabitants could not longer move.
Junior flicked his wand and the beer can levitated. A banishing charm sent the beer can sailing straight at the squirming mass of rope and robbers.
They vanished.
“Evanesco” The blood and head vanished. There was no trace of the body left. No trace of the robbers at all.
If Harry had blinked he wouldn’t have known there was ever a murder in the first place.
“This is the difference between Muggle and Wizard. Harry. While their murder machines can wipe out armies and devastate nations. Wands don’t run out of bullets.”
“They could search a thousand years and never find us.”
Barty Jr. Explained with a relish. Before seriousness crept into his voice.
Harry interrupted. “Where did you send them?’ He asked. Nowhere good harry thought.
Barty smiled. “Off the coast of britain. “ Junior shrugged and no longer cared.
“You will practice Portus and The Vanishing spell until I am satisfied with your competence. And tomorrow-“
Barty Jr. Whispered in Harry’s ear.
“I will take you. As a reward for cleaning up your mess.” Junior slammed his bulge into Harry’s buttocks.
Harry flushed as Junior summoned their clothes and gave his to him. Harry dressed hurriedly
“But-“Barty Jr. Smiled dangerously as he took his time to cover his nakedness.
“Before that, We’re going to find out what the robbers were after.”
“Come on, Harry” Junior replied and stepped in front of him.
Harry’s mind felt so full of what he had done.
Junior showed him the correct form for the spell and the incantation. Harry was keenly aware Junior would absolutely hit him with the cruciatus curse. Harry had no intention of tasting that intense agony again.
Junior made him repeat the incantation and form until it was perfect.
Junior dragged the younger employee over to Harry and made him place his hands behind his back while sitting on his knees.
Junior clutched the terrified man’s head painfully.
“You will look him in the eyes. You know what will happen if you don’t”
The man’s brown eyes stared up at him pleadingly. Harry pointed his wand at the man’s face and stared him down at him with his emerald gaze.
“Legilimens!” Harry nothing happened.
“Legilimens!” No effect whatsoever.
Harry began to dread. That crucio was looking suddenly very likely.
“Legilimens”
Harry dove past those brown eyes and descended into that employee’s mind. For a brief instant. Complex did not begin to describe what the mind truly was.
Harry drifted among thoughts and random memories.
“He knew he shouldn’t have taken the silver briefcase- He saw its sleek silver casing,“ Harry was suddenly out of the man’s mind.
Very disconcerted. Without guidance he didn’t know what he was doing nor what he was looking for.
Junior looked at him pleased.
“You did well actually getting into his mind. For your first time. We will practice on that too. You will get to face me. Occlumency vs Legilimency. A tale as old as thievery. “
“Did you find anything?”
“I need a guided tour.” Harry grumbled.
“I did however catch a snippet of something.”
Harry always wanted to summon something. Harry raised his wand. He knew exactly what it looked like
“Accio!Silver briefcase!
There was a loud bang as the silver briefcase tore through the box containing it. It sailed into his hands. It was locked and he would have never get it open.
If he wasn’t a wizard that is.
“Alohomora”
The briefcase opened. Filled on either side with bundles of high bank notes and in the middle were bundles of white powder. He closed the briefcase with an angry click.
Anger surged in him and his temper flared. So angry he could barely stay in place and tremble with rage.
People had died because this man’s greed.
Harry had accidently killed someone because this.
Four people. Dead.
“You”
Harry dropped the briefcase. The word poisoned by his rage. He was angry tears welled up and made everything blurry and he pointed his wand down at the dark-haired employee.
He had lost his innocence because of someone else’s greed.
“Crucio!” He poured his anger, his turbulent rage, His frustration all of it into the cruciatus curse.
He wanted this man before him to truly know what Pain was.
His furious heartbeat deafened everything else. To the man’s screams. To mercy.
Harry recognized the source of his rage. It was the acknowledgment that sometime in that graveyard.
The Boy Who Lived had died.
He was mourning the person he had been. He had faced Lord Voldermort himself several times.
But never did he consider. That though the boy who lived entered that graveyard. Two Dark Lords had left.
Harry slowly came to. His face was wet with tears. He dropped the curse and took off his glasses and wiped his tears.
His emotions were not something he could control.
He hastily put them back on.
Barty Jr. Looked at him incredibly pleased with him.
“You broke him.”
But Harry Potter looked Junior in the eyes and dared him to disagree.
“Someone wants that briefcase. Someone in charge of a lot of horrible people. And you are going to help me tear them and all their plans down.” Harry Commanded.
He wanted vengeance and he wasn’t going to be denied.
Junior looked at him delighted at the suggestion.
“I’d be honored. My lord.”
Harry Potter stomped over to the older employee groaning in pain from the heavy kick of that robber.
“Imperio”
“You are going to tell me everything.”
Harry ordered. Harry might be a teenager, but he faced Voldermort several times. This muggle planner. This muggle crime boss wasn’t going to see him coming.
A lion after all was required to deal with a den of snakes.
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