To kill the Dark Lord and the Puppeteer!

The sun awoke the young man early, on Privet Dr. This was no ordinary young man. Harry Potter Considered a Freak by his family. Was in truth, the child of Two prophesies.

The first Told of the Dark Lord….The one with power to destroy the Dark Lord approaches, Born as the seventh month dies.

The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he has power the Dark Lord knows not. The child is born as the seventh month dies.

The second was hidden from all, but the man to whom it was about.

The puppets stand, the cords are cut.

The puppeteer is brought forth.

The truth of his lies, are found.

Two Puppets come together.

The bond of love will destroy the Puppeteer,

And bring peace and equality to the magical world.

This set of prophesies were told to Harry Potter, by the true seer, Luna Lovegood. Though the first had, had been known to him, the second was new.

He knew both concerned him. The bond of love he didn't understand. This young wizard had lived his life under the threat of the first prophesy since before he was born. The self appointed Dark Lord Tom Marvolo Riddle (AKA Voldemort), had destroyed his parents when he was but fifteen months old. Then turned his wand on Harry, only to have the unblock able killing curse, rebound upon him, destroying his body. His Soul remained; the Dark Lord had made soul anchors (Horcruxes). He needed two more to complete his plan. After killing Harry's parents, Riddles soul was already torn in two. He held the golden quill of Gryffindor in his hand, as he awaited the final death, so he could complete the ritual.

This was not to be, the piece of his soul now needed a living being to attach too. It then attached to Harry. Unbeknown to all it was not a horcrux. It was a conduit between the rivals; it also implanted all of Riddle's knowledge in Harry that could be used against him.

The Puppeteer, one Albus Too many names Dumbledore, needed the boy to die, so his vision of the Greater Good would survive. He had been pulling the strings behind the scenes for nearly a century. Keeping the so called Pure Bloods in power, but holding up a benevolent front, His Idea of second chances had proved this to Harry.

Second chances to the evil that was again spreading across the land, while killing off its opposition. This was the so called leader of the light.

This was the summer before Harry's sixth year. His supposed mentor, the Great Albus Dumbledore, had left him alone again at his accursed relatives. Another summer of abuse at there hands. He had stopped, his friends from sending any messages or news of his world. Harry Potter was totally alone!

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Albus Dumbledore sat alone in his office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was contemplating his greatest puppet Harry Potter. The boy was at the hell hole he set him up in as a baby. He had ordered his friends not to contact him, and set owl wards on the home to insure compliance. He needed Harry to again look to him as his savior. He would remain there until his birthday, and then he would retrieve the boy himself. He had just explained to Severus, what would be expected at the proper time. Even the dour potion master was disgusted with his plan, but was bound by magical oath to carry out his masters wishes.

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Harry couldn't take the abuse any longer, between his Godfathers death before his eyes, and his relatives, he was having the worst summer of his life. The nightmares kept him from sleep and his waking hours were filled with beatings and verbal abuse. He needed help!

The last night of his second week at his relatives, he came to the realization; He had to leave this house of horrors, but how.

Just as he was contemplating the taking of his own life, he heard a pop in his room. Spinning toward the sound wand in hand, his eyes beheld a small friend. "Dobby, what are you doing here?"

Dobby looked down at the floor. "Dobby had to come, had to warn the Great Harry Potter. The old whiskers is plotting Harry Potter's death. He plots Harry Potter's, Grangy's death first."

Harry had heard many things since his reentry into the magical world, but this was too much. "What are you talking about Dobby?"

"Miss Grangy, be's Harry Potter mate of the soul, if Harry Potter finds out he will not let himself be's killed. Harry Potter must get away, and must be taking his Grangy with him. The dirty bat man is sending the Dark Lords wizards tonight. Harry Potter must go soon."

Harry had a face of shock, the man he trusted above all others was having Hermione killed. This was the straw that broke the camels back. Magic was swirling around Harry it was lighting up his room beyond anything that man could make. The Magic penetrated him cleansed him. A black mist arose of the boy letting out an unearthly scream as it dissipated, it also left behind all its knowledge and experience, now accessible to Harry. The boy felt all the binds on him break. The wards on Privet Drive shattered as the Harry's true magic settled within him. Harry looked down at his right hand as he felt something heavy attach it self to his ring finger. A ring with a blood red ruby at its center, held in place by two golden griffons, and crossed by what appeared to be the sword of Gryffindor. It was a perfect platinum band etched on every surface with tiny runes. Somehow Harry knew it was his family ring.

A pounding on the door of his room began almost immediately, and Vernon Dursley was screaming at the top of his voice while he was opening the several locks on Harry's Door.

Harry looked at Dobby and whispered. "Put him in a body bind as soon as he opens the door."

Dobby smiled, "Dobby will do it sir."

The door burst open and Vernon Dursley fell to the floor as stiff as a board.

Harry was smiling. "Flip him over Dobby."

Dobby being the good elf he is complied. Harry looked down in his frightened uncles eyes. "Uncle Vernon, I will be leaving this house forever in minutes. The wards protecting this house just fell. I'm giving you a warning you do not deserve. As soon as I'm gone, you will be released from the body bind. Get the family out of here as quickly as you can if you want to live. You do not have much time." Harry turned to Dobby. "Please pack my things Dobby and send them to number 12 Grimauld Place, Then Pop us to the Grangers."

Dobby snapped his fingers and everything in the room flew quickly into Harry's Trunk. It snapped closed and disappeared. Harry took one last look at his uncle. "Please Uncle Vernon heed my warning, good bye." Then Harry and Dobby disappeared.

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Albus Dumbledore was awakened by a loud screeching alarm. The wards at the home of Harry Potter had fallen. Dumbledore dressed quickly and headed for his fireplace throwing some flew powder down screeched "the home of Arebbella Figg." He was thrown from his own fireplace. He stood before it, a look of anger on his face, spun on his heel and apperated, arriving on the back lawn of Number 4 Privet Drive, just in time to see Harry Potter disappear from the window of his room. A walrus of a man quickly stood cursing a blue streak and waddling as quickly as he could from the room. The lights of the house coming on quickly as pandemonium reigned within. Suitcases and clothing were seemed to be flying every where as the family readied to leave.

Dumbledore was at a total loss, the house was fine. What had caused the wards to drop?

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Malfoy Manor, Voldemort had just screamed and fallen to the floor holding his head blood streaming from every orifice. The scream was only one word before he lost consciousness, "POTTER!"

His Death eaters were in a panic, they had been awaiting orders on raid for that evening.

Severus Snape knew the target but would never presume to give the orders of the Dark Lord. This may foul his true lords plans, but he could not leave he would be needed to heal the Dark Lord.

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The Granger Home

Harry and Dobby arrived at the Granger home at midnight. It was a quiet night with a starry clear sky, the house was dark.

Harry sent Dobby to check on the family while he stood guard. Dobby returned a few seconds latter telling Harry everything was fine. Harry Asked Dobby to put up anti-apparition wards to keep anyone from surprising them.

They waited until morning.

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Dumbledore stood outside Privet Drive as the family made a mad dash for their car. As soon as the Dursley's were safely away, the Old wizard entered the house. The only thing he had not considered was the silent burglar alarm. The bobby's were dispatched immediately to the residence. With the rash of deaths due to burglaries they were instructed to go in armed. Eight officers entered the home pump shotguns in hand. They ordered the old man to the floor. He did not comply. The officer behind him hit him with a stun gun and the old wizard fell to the floor unconscious.

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Malfoy Manor was in a panic, the Dark Lord would not wake, and the bleeding could not be quelled. Bellatrix Held the Dark Lords head in her lap forcing blood replenishing potions down his throat. His breathing was shallow and labored, His color was not returning.

Bellatrix looked in the eyes of Snape. "Potter will pay for this!" It was said with such malice and hate all that were there could feel it.

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Day break at the Granger home, Harry hadn't slept a wink he was on alert on night. At the first signs of life in the house he went to the front door and rang the bell. Dan Granger was just putting on the tea as the bell sounded. He padded slowly toward the front door and opened to a scrawny teenaged boy. "Can I help you?" Harry smiled up at the tall man before him.

"Mr. Granger, I'm Harry Potter, I need to speak to Hermione and you quickly!"

Mr. Granger looked the boy up and down, his daughter had spoken of him often, and he was the main topic in all her letters from school. "Come in Harry, it's nice to finally meet you. Go in the kitchen while I get the family."

Harry waited in the kitchen only moments before he heard a thundering of footsteps moving quickly down the stairs. Hermione Dashed into the kitchen, pulling Harry into a great Hermy Hug. "Harry, what are you doing here? Why aren't you at the Dursley's? Did something Happen? I'm so happy to see you!"

All this was said with out taking a breath.

"Sit down Hermione; we need to tell your parents too. Before they come down I have one thing only for your ears first." Harry took a deep calming breath. "I Love you, Hermione!"

Very few things ever made Hermione stunned, all she could do is stand with her mouth gapping wide open, as her parents walked in. Harry then explained what happened the day before and called on Dobby. The little elf told Hermione and her parents all he had experienced and the death eaters would be coming for them.

Harry, "We need to leave here as quickly as possible."

Hermione, "Harry Professor Dumbledore wouldn't do this!"

Harry, "Look, I know you trust him, but think about this, He knew Sirius was innocent and left him to rot in Azkaban when he could have insisted on a trial. Just so he could send me into an abusive home. Then I finally get back to my own world, and we are put through life threatening situations every year. He knows everything that happens in that castle. Do you really think he didn't know a 20 meter snake wasn't petrifying students our second year or that Sirius was no threat except to his plans. Think Hermione look at the facts. He raised me like a pig for slaughter, if I love you, it will give me a reason to live. That makes you a threat. So he gets the other side to do his dirty work!

Dobby "Youse be's soul mates, you only's need kiss and youse will seal it."

Twice in one day Hermione was speechless.

Harry took over quickly. "Dobby pack the Grangers things and get them to Grimauld Place. Then come and get us. Put everything in Sirius old room."

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When they arrived at Grimauld place, Mundungess Fletcher was ransacking the house.

Harry, "Stop him Dobby and chain him up!" Then Harry called his other elf. "Kreacher!" The old Grumpy elf popped into the room. What does the filthy Blood trai…" Harry cut him off!

"Kreacher, their will be no more of that talk in this house! Now please remove anything from Dung that he was attempting to remove from my house!" Kreacher held out his hand and chalices, silverware all manner of things flew from his pockets, including a very old white gold locket with a large emerald on it's face with an inlaid golden S that resembled a snake. Kreacher Howled at Dung. "You steal Master Regulas Locket, Filthy thief!"

Harry held Kreacher, "It's alright Kreacher we have it back, Now what is so special about this locket?"

"Master took Kreacher to a cave; he made Kreacher give him nasty potion. In the potion was another locket just like this one. The last thing he said to Kreacher was destroy the locket before he died." Kreacher was shaking and in tears. "Kreacher tried and tried but could not destroy it. Kreacher failed good master." Then Kreacher stated beating himself.

Harry Pulled Kreacher into a hug. "You did well Kreacher. You couldn't destroy it. Let me help you." Harry then stood tall raised his right hand and called out. "Sword of Godric Gryffindor, I have need of thee in this time of trouble!"