Darksider82

Wingedseer Wolf

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Harry Potter: The Phenom XII

Harry, Charlotte, James and Lily moved quickly through the grim dark park of Grimmauld Park. Harry momenarily saw faint echoe's of himself dismounting his broomstick just behind the tree to Charlotte's left.

"Quickly...Now you're about to see some genuine magic." They strode to houses eleven and thirteen and for effect extended his right hand. It happened slowly at first, then it got louder. Stone grated on stone as Number Thirteen slowly screeched along slowly revealing a battered and almost definitely haunted Number Twelve.

"How'd you do that?"

"It's called the Fidelus Charm. It makes a place unplottable, unfindable and undetected unless someone knows where it is...Now be warned there is a very high chance thatyou may see a side of me that I don't want you to see. It's not because I don't want you to, it is just that..."

"We're kids. We get it. That's why you don't take us to many shows, not that you go to many anyways."

Harry snorted "After joining when I was twenty-two and remaining loyal, brilliant entertainer and bringing in new viewers and consistently and constantly performing and over performing at Wrestlemania has on Vince's wishes allowed me more or less a DWYWWYW card...Do."

"What You Want When You Want and quite possibly Whenever. So long as you payback to the company."

Harry rolled his eyes "Not to quote the Lannisters from that Show, the pair of you watch and the books but 'I always pay my debts'. That's one reason why I'm here, I need to pay this debt before I can comfortably move on. I've told the Boss that I need a year out. He's spinning a story line that I sustained a serious concussion and skull fracture which is slowly healing along with various other bits."

Charlotte nodded "You do take quite a few neck and headshots." She observed. With that Harry grabbed the doorknob and entered his Godfather's house.

"Take four steps in and wait." Harry shut the door behind him and let his magic flow through his hand illuminating the glimly lit house.

James and Lily were amazed, sure they were being tutored in magic upto fourth year and were only now beginning to practise the practical magic were amazed. They knew Harry was a brilliant practioner of the arts but to do a second year charm wandlessly and non-verbally that was impressive "Are you using magic in matches?"

Harry chuckled "No...I'm utilising the magic in my body to make me that touch quicker, tougher, stronger etc. It's not Steven Roger's strength but strength that can be passed off as a big man with a big heavy punch. The only magic used is during the entrances of Myself and Glenn, both solo and together. You think Fog Machines and Pyrotechnicals can do that? Lord no."

They were interrupted when someone moved into the hallway "Expelliarmus!" Someone shouted, Charlotte ducked. James and Lily dodged.

Harry smirked, his wand was in his sleeve "Time to go to work. Protegeo! Durus Pulsus!" The transleucent shield bounced the incoming spell cleanly off removing the curtains revealing the portrait of Mrs. Black.

"FILTH! SCUM! BY-PRODUCTS OF DIRT AND VILNESS! HALF-BREEDS, MUTANTS, FREAKS, MUDBLOODS AND BLOOD TRAITORS! BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THR HOUSE OF MY FATHERS-!" Harry turned around his wand falling into his hand.

"FLAHGRANTEH MAXIMA!" Harry shouted the spell hit the portrait and bounced off but caught the curtains and the walls.

"YOU FOOLISH MUDBLOOD! I CHARMED THIS PORTRAIT TO BE INDESTRUCTIBLE-!"

Harry smirked "Walburga Black, my name is Harry Potter..." Walburga Black screamed as the flames began to creep up the curtains.

"No Potter can destroy me! Only the magic of the Black Family can do such a thing and that house is extinct."

This loud conversation attracted a loud bark from the kitchen as Sirius Black approached "But there is mother. You disowned me, but did not blast me off the tree before I turned Fifteen. I'm the oldest of the surviving Black Heirs, James Potter was my second cousin. Harry is my Godson and Second Cousin Twice Removed. His blood has Black Blood. So get rid of the damn portrait."

Harry smirked coldly and focused his magic. The air turned cold and fog began to flow out of the sleeves of Harry's trenchcoat, lightning crackled across the coat as if the coat were alive and fire ignited in his palms "Portrait of Walburga Black, You shall not..." Harry intoned his magic condesning on it.

"Rest...In...Peace." Growled James, his magic adding to the atmosphere along with Lily's. The picture screamed and was encased in a bright white late before exploding violently, taking the wall portion and curtains with her.

Mrs. Weasley waved the smoke away "Sorry about all this commotion...HARRY!" Harry barely had time to adjust as he was pulled into a big bear hug.

"You've definitely come into yourself. What are you doing with yourself these days?"

Harry chuckled "I at this moment in time am qualified to treat sports injuries. I am also at the exact same time dealing said injuries to other people for others to watch."

Mrs. Weasley stared dumbfounded "I'm not quite following dear."

"Ma'am, my dad is paid to beat up other people for entertainment...He's gotten pretty good at it." Said James "I'm James. James Potter, my twin Lily and our mom Charlotte."

"Pleasure..." Mrs. Weasley nodded "I don't quite understand the career choice, in particular the second one. But are you any good at it?"

Ron and Hadrian (Harry Weasley is full known as Hadrian Weasley) both started laughing "Grandma, Harry is the most well known. He plays the character known as The Undertaker, The Phenom."

Everyone knew of Hadrian's fascination with Wrestling. They didn't believe that the sweet hearted, mild young man had become so infamous. "Why are you here?"

"Tom Riddle. I'll finish him and then begone. I have other things to deal with."