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The fallout was the most sensational thing to happen in Britain in a long time.
The next morning, the Great Hall was bombarded with Howlers. But they were not just for Dumbledore. Oh no. Every single staff member, bar Umbridge received a deluge of angry smoking letters. The screaming raged from "how did you not notice?’ To "are the muggles still alive and where do they live.’
The most interesting Howler came to Madame Pomfrey from the medical board demanding a meeting at the start of the holiday. She stood and stared down Dumbledore.
"I told you! I told you that something was wrong! But no the Great Albus Bloody Dumbledore never listens to anyone except the voices in his own head!" She threw her fork down and stormed to the teacher’s entrance.
Carmen finally took pity on them and temporarily changed the wards to block them all out. Her brother had admonished her for laughing herself silly, but it was obvious that she didn’t care.
Most of the witches and wizards of Britain were furious. How dare they treat "THE’ Harry Potter that way.
Harry groaned at the sound of Draco Malfoy.
He really didn’t want to come to breakfast, but Hermione and Ron insisted that he had done nothing wrong and that he needed to keep up with his diet. He only had one more day before he would be able to hide in his house away from everything. Hermione had just poured him some milk and Fred was dishing up a plate of his ...
The hall went silent as Harry answered. "Yes Malfoy? What can I do for you this fine morning? Would you care to join me for breakfast? There is always room at the Lion’s table." Harry smiled at him and then turned back to his breakfast. "Thanks for the tomato George. Remind me to get more garlic."
"You’re out already?" Ron asked.
Harry raised a brow. "You can never have too much garlic Weasley."
Fred snorted. "Unless you have to kiss him."
"Hey! I brush my teeth regularly thank you very much! And I gargle and floss if you must know." Harry said indignantly.
"I know Raven. I was just teasing you." Fred kissed his forehead. "Mostly." He winked at his little soulmate. Those around him laughed at Harry’s murderous glare at Fred.
"I am speaking to you!" Draco yelled.
Harry had actually forgotten that he was there. "My apologies. Did you decide to join us for breakfast? Budge up Dean." Dean Thomas just stared at him like he was crazy.
Malfoy looked confused and then angry. "No I’m not joining you for breakfast you imbecile! I want to know how the so called saviour of the wizarding world was beaten by a muggle."
Severus stood and made his way down to the Gryffindor table. He was joined by Morpheus, Albus, Carmen and Minerva.
"Would you really like to know?" Harry smirked and raised a brow
"Harry don’t." George warned.
Harry was beyond listening to anyone. Even his boyfriends.
"Why not?" Harry stood and faced the blonde Slytherin. "He has been wanting to have a go at me for a long time. If he would like a demonstration, I would be happy to show him just how dangerous muggles can be. I want him and everyone else here to know why the Statute of Secrecy is vital. They can wipe us out, and he sh...
"Harry. Honey, you don’t have to do this." Carmen pleaded in a low tone. The truth was that she knew Harry could kill him with or without magic.
"Issue the challenge Malfoy." Harry’s voice was deadly calm and cold as ice.
And that was what scared everyone who knew him the most. Harry was normally a calm Gryffindor these days. But like his heritage he was now prepared for battle. The blood of his forefathers was pulsing through his veins and he was ready to defend what he needed to. And right now it was his family honour.
"Draco. It would be unwise to continue." Severus said in a hushed tone that only his godson could hear.
"I do not care Uncle. If this wizard can be beaten by a mere muggle, then I will make the challenge."
"Dragon. See reason." He knew that his godson would not stand a chance against Potter and he was worried about what the fall out would be if Potter defeated him. But it was not to be. His advice went ignored.
"I Draconis Lucius Malfoy declare a duel of honour against the Heir of House Potter, for the slight made against my family."
"My Dragon." Severus spoke urgently and in a hushed tone. "You must not do this. He will destroy you."
"So little faith uncle. He could not defeat a muggle." Draco sneered at Potter.
"Harry. Think about it before you do this. The repercussions could be devastating to what we are trying to build." George whispered.
"I know. Which is why I’m setting the parameters. Trust me my love?"
George sighed. "Always love." He pressed his lips to Harry in a kiss that was both needy and scared for the future. He was thrown aside by Fred who smashed his lips onto Harry’s. When the need for air became apparent, Harry backed up and licked his lips savouring the taste and of his boyfriends. His lust clouded mind f...
"And as Headmaster of this school, I deny the challenge."
Harry raised a brow. "On what grounds Headmaster?"
"On the grounds that I am the Headmaster and this could have far reaching repercussions that you would not understand my boy."
"As the challenged, it is my right to respond to said challenge. He has called forth my honour as well as my family name. If you interfere now, I will call forth Mother Magick herself!"
"Albus. You know that you can’t interfere. This has been building since their first year. It is legal and cannot be denied unless he calls Magick herself and she makes the decision." Minerva sighed sadly
"Harry please." Carmen tried again.
"It will be fine sis. Please trust me?" Carmen looked to her brother for help and he gave a slight nod of his head. She looked sadly at Harry but gave him a kiss on the cheek and went to stand with her brother. Everyone watched as Professor LaVaunt wrapped his arms around her from behind.
"I Harry James Potter accept the challenge. And as the challenged I am to state the parameters as is my right."
Draco Malfoy looked confused for a fraction of a second, before he suppressed a gulp.
"As the challenged I choose...everything. Both magical and mundane. I also choose that it happens now." Harry grinned.
Draco blanched but stood firm. "I am a Malfoy. I will defeat you Potter. I will agree to your terms."
"Great! We have an agreement! Let’s do this. Professor Flitwick please set up the dais."
Morpheus held tight to Carmen as she made to move.
"Duelers take your mark. Begin!" Filius called out.
"You should have listened to The Quibbler Malfoy." Harry smirked as he easily dodged a stunning spell.
He froze Malfoy to the floor with a parsel spell, leaving him unable to use his wand. He began to whistle a random tune as he conjured a wall and a flight of stairs. He took Malfoy’s wand and his and sealed it to the ground in parseltongue before he released him.
"Now we’re even Draco. No magic." Harry smirked. Harry wanted Draco to feel what he had went through as child. But he felt Carmen’s pleading in his head along with Fred and George trying to get him to calm down. Harry only had eyes for Draco Malfoy. He swiftly punched him in the left jaw. Satisfied at the crack that he...
He grabbed Draco by the hair. Harry growled low in his throat. "Last summer, my uncle put my head through the wall. A favourite past time of his. The first time he did it I was five."
"Harry stop!" Carmen pleaded.
Harry didn’t listen and ran, while dragging Malfoy into the wall that had been conjured and slammed his face into the conjured wall. He then tossed him to the floor.
"My fat cousin Dudley." Harry said casually as he dragged Draco up the stairs he had conjured. "Well, his favourite past time was getting all of his friends to beat me up. No that’s not true. His favourite past time was to kick me in the back and have me fall down the stairs!
"Harry no!" Carmen screamed.
He ignored her. Once they were at the top of the stairs, he stuck his foot in the middle of Malfoy’s back and watched in satisfaction as the boy tumbled down the stairs.
"What’s wrong Drakey can’t fight a muggle? Well how the fuck do you think that I felt as a child growing up in that hell hole?" He kicked Draco in the stomach. "The summer before my second year my now personal elf Dobby caused a cake to drop on an important client’s head. You remember Dobby don’t you? Former Malfoy elf...
"Doesn’t feel to good does it Malfoy. That was my life. Every fucking day. But back to my original point. After the incident with Dobby, I was not only beaten to within an inch of my life and was locked in my room with bars on the windows and a cat flap on the door. My owl nearly starved to death as I was only allowed ...
By this point many of the students were crying. There were many others that were out for muggle blood.
"Holy shit." Carmen breathed out as she watched the shield form.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" Fred chanted.
"What is it? What’s happening? What is that other shield?" Minerva asked.
"Ron!" George yelled as he kept trying to get Harry to stop.
"Right! Expecto Patronum!" The lion prowled around looking for a threat and finding none. He looked to Ron to await instructions. "Sirius Black! Get to Hogwarts! Harry is fighting Malfoy!" He sent it off.
A moment later a response came. "We are already at the gates. We wanted to see how he was taking the article coming out."
"Albus! Maybe with our combined power we can break the shield. He’ll never forgive himself if he kills the boy!" Carmen yelled.
"I agree, but something tells me he is drawing power from the wards themselves. I don’t even know if we have that much power. It’s his birthright."
"We have to try dammit!" Carmen screamed as she watched Harry begin to repeatedly punch Draco Malfoy in the face.
"You’re nothing but a freak boy. No one cares about you! If those other freaks cared about you, they would have helped you. No one loves you. You’re nothing! Come on Malfoy fight back! You’re a wizard aren’t you?!"
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Sirius Black, Andromeda Tonks, and Remus Lupin walked into the Great Hall just in time to see Harry punch Draco Malfoy in the face.
"Sirius. He won’t listen to George." Ron said.
Ron gave a rundown of what had happened so far.
"Dobby." Remus mused.
"What?" Andromeda hissed.
"Call Dobby. Elf magic and wizards magic is different. Call him." Remus said again.
"Carmen! Elf ward?" Sirius called out to the witch who was obviously working with Albus to get the ward down.
"Negative!" She yelled.
Dobby popped in wearing a white shirt, black pants and shoes...and a tie with cotton candy puffs floating on it.
"How can Dobby help Mast..."
Sirius waved away his tendency to give out long names. "Master Harry is stuck in a flashback of the bad people. He is about to do serious damage to Draco Malfoy. Remus thinks you can save him. He will never forgive himself if he does this. The problem is that we can’t get in." Sirius gestured to the dome.
Dobby tilted his head to the side. "Silly wizards. Should call Dobby first. I be’s the best Potter elf ever!" And then he popped away.
Straight into Harry’s bubble. "Master Harry Potter sirs be stopping this at once!" Dobby snapped his fingers and Harry was blasted into a corner of the bubble.
"Yous stay there. Young Malfoy be’s needing help." Dobby popped out of the bubble and looked around. He found who he was looking for. "Master Professor Potions Master sir. Hes be needing healing. Mistress Madame Healing lady, yous go in too. Needs to be having a word with Master Harry Potter sir." Without preamble, Dob...
"Hairline fracture of the right eye socket. Hairline fracture of the left jaw line. Nose is broken." Severus called out.
"Uncle?" Draco called out in a raspy voice.
"Dammit Dragon! I told you not to do this!"
"We were lucky. Mostly superficial damage. Besides the bones that are easily fixed, there is no significant damage to any organs. No concussion. Minor amount of neck strain." Poppy said as she continued to work. She gave potion after potion. Then her head shot up.
"He was never in danger of dying." She breathed out. "He did the most damage he could without actually killing him. Severus. Do you feel that? The floor."
Severus looked around. There was only scant amount of blood on the dais. He touched the floor and looked up at her.
"Cushioning Charms." They said as one.
Severus looked in the corner where Harry James Potter. Heir to the House of Potter. Son of one of his most hated childhood foes was being scolded by a house elf wielding a wooden spoon like a weapon. He knew perfectly well that Potter could’ve killed his godson.
"Uncle. It hurts." Draco whispered. "He tried to kill me. Didn’t he?"
"No My Dragon." Severus continued to work on him, as he nodded satisfied at Poppy’s work. His hand was healed easily enough. A few bone knitters would work well. Draco swallowed the pain potion he was offered. "He wanted to teach you a lesson. It is what I have been trying to tell you for a long time. Despite what you ...
"He’ll be fine. Here is some bruise balm. Your fingers are reset Mr. Malfoy. I agree with Severus. Know your enemy. He could have killed you if he chose to." Madame Pomfrey sat down next to Malfoy.
Because now there was an elf ward up and none of them could leave.
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"Master Harry Potter Sir has some splainin to do." Dobby had his arms crossed and had his spoon in his little right hand with a menacing glare on his face.