Harry stood pacing in his cell in Azkaban, the wizard prison. Three months ago he'd been betrayed by the people he trusted, total betrayed he'd been left in Azkaban until his 17th birthday when he could be thrown through the Veil.

He'd had returned to the Dursleys the summer after the disaster at the Department of Mysteries, he spent much of the summer doing the chores in between beatings of his uncle and cousin. The rest of the time he spent reading one of the many books he'd filched from Hogwarts Library, his control and knowledge of spells had increased and on the morning of the 1st he'd been released from his prison.

He'd spent much of his sixth year preparing, he'd taken a trip to Gringotts and withdraw all his money and books from his vault, he found to his surprise that he was the heir of the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. The amount of gold was staggering and the hundreds of books only increased his good mood.

The latter half of that year he'd spent many hours with Dumbledore and had unravelled Voldermort's biggest secret, Tom had seven horcrux's. Dumbledore and the order had discovered and destroyed all the horcruxes apart from nagini, Voldermort's familiar. Harry had dealt with her in the final battle before striking the killing blow that destroyed Voldermort not even leaving ashes.

Tired, Harry had been unprepared when he had been disarmed before being dragged away by the order, on the grounds that he was a danger. He'd spent the next week in Azkaban before being brought to trial. He'd expected to be cleared of all charges since his friends knew he wasn't a rising dark lord but they were ruthlessly squashed when each and every of his main friends test against him, only Neville, Luna and The twins hadn't, ignoring the dark looks sent their was by the Weasley family and dumbledore.

It was then that Harry felt his heart break, his friends had never been friends at all but paid by Dumbledore to spy on him, he watched through tearstained eye's as Lupin ranted on and on about how Harry had turned bad killing Bellatrix because she had been the woman behind his godfathers demise, instead of bringing her in for questioning he ruthlessly and painfully killed her breaking a rib at a time. this wasn't true while he had killed her he hadn't tortured her to death rather she had received the injuries during the battle but Lupin had twisted them to serve his purpose.

Ironically it was sending him to Azkaban that doomed themselves as he found secrets of magic lost in time, he'd discovered wandless magic. It had been one day when he lay on his rotting bunk that a plate of gruel was pushed through, he'd taken one look at it before willing it to become a Sunday roast and to his shock the gruel morphed into a full Sunday roast, it even tasted nice.

He spent the following months developing his skills, a month into his practising and he had complete control over his magic, a 'Expecto Patronus' had shown his power, instead of being corporal the animal which surprisingly was not prongs but a phoenix that shot from his palm, the being appeared real and alive, Harry didn't miss the irony of having such a form.

The Phoenix had let out a trill barrelling at the Dementor which shrieked and began to disintegrate. Soon Azkaban prison had lost half of its Dementors to harry and his phoenix friend, it had been a surprise when the Phoenix hadn't vanished after destroying the Dementor the first time instead the creature had proved itself very real and had peaked Harry on the ear drawing blood and unknowingly to Harry had bonded with him, the effects being increased life (though Harry didn't know it) and being able to travel like a phoenix.

He had learnt from his phoenix friend, who unlike other phoenix's was not bright red so like the others of his race but rather a jet black like Harry's hair and startling emerald eye's so like his bonded, that Phoenix's were born from the pure of heart only those could created phoenix which Harry found to be ironic and showed how few wizards their were with pure hearts.

Harry had transformed his cell into a living room/study where he'd spent the last month reading through the many books that were in his special trunk, the one that held all his possessions including his wealth, when shrunk it became a necklace and could only be removed by himself or opened for that matter, it only recognised his magical core.

he found particular pleasure in runes and Rowena Ravenclaw seemed to share his interest as she had a large selection of rune books many which held runes that had been lost in time. He'd paid a visit to Hogwarts skilfully concealing his presence as he didn't want the headmaster to know he was free from Azkaban, the truth was that he could escape any time he liked but he was planning the ultimate pay-back, a way of making teh wizarding world see its mistakes and pay for its crimes against Harry and the non-magical world.

He'd visited the chamber which had hardly changed in ten years, on his way down he'd passed a furious Snape who was trying all the tricks he knew to gain entry to the chamber. Snape had finally given up and stalked away cursing about lost potions and a fortune of a life-time which made Harry's blood boil.

He'd retrieved the skins and set to work transforming them into Battle robe though different to the tradition ones of the wizarding world, rather these ones would be based more on a muggle style. A week later and he had a dozen sets, he'd carefully added dozens of runes to help protect the wearer even a emergency portkey and invisibility rune one that grants the person complete invisibility.

Much to his interest he had found dozens of books in a secret chamber of the main chamber, dozens were on the dark arts and Harry had only read them so as to have a better understanding of their defences, others surprisingly were on healing potions and magical theory apart from potions Harry thought Salazar Slytherin didn't have any interest in those topics.

One such book was on the Veil of Death that his Godfather Sirius had fallen through, he'd found that the Veil was in fact a portal built by Salazar as an emergency means of escape if his family was ever threatened and could only be activated by a parsletongue, which thankfully Harry was.

so it was that Harry stared resolutely forward as he left the island prison that had been his home for the last 3 months, striding through the large halls of the ministry of magic he ignored the yells of fury from the passing crowd, what were they, idiots who didn't think but followed like blind sheep never realizing that they were on a course of self-destruction.

They were met at the entrance to the Department of Mysteries by Albus Dumbledore followed by his faithful followers "Guards leave I wish to talk to the prisoner privately" The two guards gave one last glance back at the prisoner as they left their faces showing their disgust. "Harry my boy I'm so sorry this has to be the case but Fudge has tied my hands" Dumbledore said in his grandfatherly voice pretending to be sad and caring though Harry knew better.

"Harry my boy before you are executed we need to know were the Potter and Black fortunes are as they will be vial in rebuilding the wizarding world and you aren't going to be able to use them" Dumbledore said sadly though Harry could see though his lies, they wanted his fortune for themselves not the good of the wizarding world though Dumbledore would say it was.

Harry noticed Ron was growing more and more agitated, finally he burst out "oh just force it out of him" Dumbledore turned to the boy and glared at him furious that the boy had ruined his manipulations, pulling a file from his robes he spelled open Harry's mouth and poured in three drops "now where are the Potter and Black fortunes" Dumbledore asked his voice betraying his eager.

Harry found that while he could not lie he could bend the true to a limited degree 'must be one of my new skills' Harry though whilst planning on how best to capitalize on it "in the potter vault at Gringotts" he replied tonelessly, which was stretching the truth to a degree as a small portion about 25 knuts of the Potter fortune was hidden their.

"Its not" Dumbledore said fury in his voice "the goblins told us that you emptied the vaults and let with the money" Harry outwardly appeared unchanged but inside he was seething 'those pointy eared bastards, so much for customer secrecy, beat Dumbledore offered them a part of the fortune' "The gold is hidden in a special alcove at the back of the potter vault, I made the appearance of removing my gold to confuse the goblins"

Dumbledore looked decidedly pleased "are their any traps"

"yes a blood ward protects the alcove to open the chamber you have to smear a part of my blood on the wall which will check the blood and open if its mine" Dumbledore smiled his twinkle doubling "well thank you my boy 'Oblivate'" Harry felt the memory enter his mind and settle over the original, once Dumbledore had retreated he ruthlessly destroyed the altered memory. Pretending to be under the affect of the spell he looked around confused and after Dumbledore asked him if he was all right he was lead through the department, he stopped before the oak door that lead into the death chamber.

Enter the chamber of death Harry casually glanced at the gathered crowd all chatting excitedly though it quietened as they beheld the him some even shifting away from him in fear. Roughly shoved into the chair he felt the chains bind him tightly cutting into him, a thought and they had released considerable allowing him some movement.

"Harry James Potter you have been summoned here today to receive judgement on your actions, they consist of helping a known dark lord, being part of an illegal group and a traitor to the wizarding world for this we sentence you to death by being pushed through the veil of death."

Turning his head Harry could see the portly man he knew well and had come to despise over the years, Cornelius Fudge. "what no defence no justice oh i forgot the wizarding laws only apply when necessary" Harry replied his tone light though a hint of power lay beneath"

"From testimony by Mr Weasley and Mrs Granger you are impervious to the imperious curse so we can't take a chance with veritserum" Fudge said smugly know he would finally get to remove the man that had been a treat to his power base ever since he'd defeat you-know-who.

Harry closed his eye's, opening them again he stared cooly at Fudge causing the man to shiver "you actions force my hand" Harry said his voice a deadly whisper, the crowd tensed. "Magic has corrupted you, you can't see your fault and because you have a power muggles don't you believe that you are superior and today you are testing a man simply because he has served his function and is no longer needed, how corrupt you have become."

As Harry spoke he glanced at the surrounding crowd many with murderous looks on their faces the foremost being Fudge "you have no power boy and soon you will be dead" Fudge roared gesturing to the Auror's to remove the boy from the chair and toss him through the veil.

The four Auror's confidently approached and Harry sighed before springing into action, pouring magic into his muscles he burst forward shattering the chains binding him in the process, the Auror's just stared in shock at a feat though impossible.

The magic on those chains were centuries old and through impossible to break, several warders had studied the chains trying to replicate the effects but had failed and had conceded that even they would be unable to disable or destroy them.

Harry stood proudly his clothes morphing into a set of black shirt and pants, a cloak loosely worn on his shoulders, gone was the weak and feeble look all that was left was a man who looked healthy and a hint of deadliness surrounded him, his eye's betrayed his sharpness as they flickered over each of his opponents assessing how much of threat they were.

Suddenly he dived forward delivering a knock-out punch to the youngest of the four aurors, the impact of the blow sent the young man spinning away, he landed heavily a large bruise forming beneath his left eye. Gracefully dogding two of the stunners he blocked three more making his attackers stop in shock, taking advantage he simultaneously struck the ground with his fist, a shock-wave threw the three auror's off their feet, they fell awkwardly one had sprained his ankle.

At the same time he pulled a rune engraved bar from the folds of his cloak and placed it on the floor, this caused the runes to light up and pulse ominously it slowly sunk into the floor and the runes faded into view, nodding in satisfaction Harry stood facing the now terrified crowd and blustering minster "I plan to teach those who us magic against muggles or innocent, these runes I have placed are know as the runes of the betrayed, their knowledge has been lost in time" Harry noticed with some glee that Bill had paled when he realised where harry was going. "they will remove magic from anyone who does not speak the truth of me and any who use magic against muggles for their own end."

Harry surveyed the crowd before smiling ruefully "now I will leave but the runes shall survive throughout time also they won't stop any dark lord pureblood supremistist just stop him using magic on muggles so next time a dark lord rises fight the battle yourself". Harry turned his back on the crowd and wizarding kind and stepped towards the veil hissing "activate gate of worlds".

He watched breathless as the veil began to glow before the curtains split, taking a calming breath he strode forwards not once looking back at the wizarding world, his home for the last 6 years.

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Dumbledore and the order watched in shock and fear as Harry broke free easily disabling the guards with astonishing use of wandless magic, their fear for their safety was dashed when he announced he would leave before etching some runes onto the ground, non but bill and Dumbledore made note or understood what Harry was talking about but colour drained from both men's faces.

Watching as Harry stepped through the veil of death, silence reign for a few seconds after Harry's departure before chatter broke out "oh I can't wait to get hold of the Potter vault" Ron babbled "think of all those riches" Hermione ignored him instead replying the last few minutes in her head "Bill what was the rune he placed" Hermione asked curiously.

Bill took a deep breath before beginning mindful that he had to be careful least the runes do their work and remove his magic "The rune Harry carved is called the rune of the betrayed as it can only be cast by those who have truly be betrayed, the rune will allow no-one to speak badly of Harry and possibly when it grows in strength will remove magic from those who didn't believe Harry whether they voiced their feelings or not.

The other function Harry mention was that it would remove magic from those who used them on muggles for their own gain, no doubt Harry saw it as unfair that Wizards should use them without their knowledge" Ron broke through his brothers words "It doesn't matter what that stinking traitors don...." Ron stopped before dropping to the ground pain clearly visible on his face, a weak pink haze surrounded him before vanishing.

Ron staggered to his feet "what the hell was that" he growled his face showing his fury. Bill sighed at the idiocy of his brother "that Ron was you loosing your magic", it took a few seconds for the words to sinking in before Ron bellowed no you lie look, Lumos" Nothing happened, Ron dropped his wand in shock sinking to his knees "DAME YOU HARRY POTTER" He screamed.

Granger watched his reaction with mild disgust "so sir when can we retrieve the fortune" she asked he mind already filling with the though of thousands of books of knowledge long forgotten. Dumbledore seemed to brighten at the thought "Mrs Granger we could go and collect the fortune today" he said rising, a smile fixed on his face.

The group swept from the room and furious and humiliated Ron tailing the group little did they know that in under five hours all their plans would have come crashing down on their heads and they would have been stuck in the very cell Harry had once resided in, only without the creature comforts he had.