I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to

Take this any more!

A Harry Potter story

Harry Potter, A teenage Wizard lay in his bed in the smallest bedroom in number 4 Privet Drive. The prison that his head master sent him back to each summer for his safety. It was about two o'clock in the morning, when he woke in a cold sweat. Visions of his friend Hermione Granger and her parents being attacked. Voldemort Had sent his minions to kill the smartest witch of the age. Harry threw on some clothes calling for his friend Dobby. Just as Harry was pulling a t-shirt over his head the little house elf popped into his room.

"Dobby, Can you get me to Hermione's house quick?" Harry pleaded with the little elf. Dobby took Harry's hand and with out a word they were gone from Privet Drive.

When Harry and Dobby arrived outside the Granger Home, all was quiet. Too quiet. Even the birds and animal noises were in total silence as if hiding from an oncoming storm. Dobby quickly checked the house the occupants were sleeping as if all was right with the world. Harry and Dobby slipped under Harry's invisibility cloak to wait. It wasn't a long wait.

Six men dressed all in black with silver masks appeared in the Granger back yard wands drawn and firing curses at the house. It was apparent they expected no resistance. Harry and Dobby were in the bushes behind them. Harry had learned during battle at the ministry, put down death eaters for good so they never get up again. Three quick and silent cutting curses to the neck saw three heads roll. Crabbe and Goyle Sr. and Gregory Goyle lay spread out across the Grangers back lawn, in pools of their own blood. Then the battle turned toward Harry. Spells of all colors were flying back and forth becoming more and more lethal by the second. Suddenly two of the death eaters were floating in mid air and then were unceremoniously dropped and held beneath the water of the Grangers in ground pool, leaving only one death eater to fight. The last one had long platinum blonde hair flowing from his hood. Harry recognized the Malfoy Patriarch. "Well Lucy boy trying to stop the smartest witch of the age again. Does it really take six death eaters to attack one little muggle born? Blows away all pure blood bullshit doesn't it?" Harry's cutting curse removed Malfoy's wand and hand. His next quick curse broke both the man's legs.

With all the magic flying around a muggle area, the Ministry needed to respond, so the Aurors began to appear. Kingsley was the lead, and saw the only Death Eater left was alive was Malfoy and he was beyond help.

Harry moved out from the bushes with out a wand in hand and confronted the group of Aurors. "Well it took you long enough? The Grangers would be dead waiting for you." He told the Aurors angrily.

Kingsley Then told Harry that the sensors were down for maintenance in the area among other excuses.

Hermione followed by her Parents were just coming out of the house as Harry argued with Aurors. Hermione ran to Harry, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him soundly for the first time.

At the moment Hermione pulled back from Harry, Auror Yaxley spoke up. "Potter You're under arrest for six counts of murder on pureblood citizens of the realm. Surrender your wand!" Harry's wand slipped into his hand and he disarmed Yaxley while stripping the sleeves from his left arm, thus exposing the dark mark of Voldemort.

Kingsley then stunned the traitor and put him in magic restricting cuffs. "Harry that was a gutsy move. Why would you attempt it?

Harry responded with a very feral grin. "Only another Death eater would try to charge anyone for murdering an active Death Eater, the last thing they want is there master losing followers. I'm going to talk with the Grangers while you clean up this mess."

Harry Headed towards Hermione, while the Magical forensics team was classifying and cleaning up the scene. The two teens and Hermione's parents headed for the kitchen. Well Mr. Granger headed for the bar he needed something stronger than what the kitchen offered. Once they were all seated around the kitchen table Harry started to apologize, and Hermione cut him off.

"Harry, with out you I'd already have been dead long ago. When you stopped Voldemort as a baby, I hadn't yet had my first bout of accidental magic. As soon as I would have had that, he would have dispatched a team of Death Eaters to murder my family and me. We are the smallest class in Hogwarts for over half a century, and most of the upperclassmen are purebloods. They would always have been gunning for us. This was not your fault! We can only thank you for coming to our aid." Mrs. Granger was shocked by what her daughter just said. "Her..Hermione is this true?"

Hermione then went through the known history of Voldemort and the last war. She also explained Harry's part in it. Then they explained the last five years at Hogwarts. Once all this was finally finished the Grangers sat terrified over the revelations and the horrors these two teens had endured.

Mr. Granger put forth the question. "Why would you want to return to that school or that world?"

Hermione answered first. "With out the schooling we've had Harry would have never been able to defend us last night." Hermione Sighed then continued. "We also would still be on the Death eater hit list and no longer even know it."

Harry then started up. "I have some sort of connection to the Dark wanker. It allowed me to see his plans for you tonight. With a little help from a friend I was able to ambush the Death Eaters. Now for the most important part of all this. We need to get all of us out of this house. They will return and in greater numbers."