Harry Potter The Kiss

Harry tried to sell them his idea "Alongside the teaching areas will be private workshops where I want these devices striped down and a magical equivalent or hybrid produced. I would like you guys involved and everything you learn will only help the joke shop."

Fred and George hadn't understood everything Harry had said but being asked to take things apart was enough of an incentive for them to be involved.

Harry and Dobby went back to the apartments where Dan was waiting "you ready for today Harry?"

"No but it has to be done, Hermione and I have thought about it and have a pretty good idea what's going to happen though it could all go horrible wrong very quickly. Will you be able to find cover for you're practice?"

"Harry our practice is our living not our lives, actually we've been putting money away for Hermione's university fees, wedding and help her getting a flat or something! You guys kind of ruled that out so Emma and I could sell the practice and live quite comfortable, do you think they'll come after us?" asked Dan

It was a grim faced Harry that answered "some of these people won't take this lying down, the stupid will come straight at us and we'll deal with it, the one's that sit in quiet rooms planning how to hurt us without exposing their involvement are the people we're worried about, you and Emma are prime targets because you're muggles and can't fight back combined with the amount of damage it would do to Hermione and I.

The first time something is attempted our response is going to have to be brutal to discourage others. We have to make the choice of our way a lot more attractive than the alternative"

"Dan these rings give the wearer some protection against attack, could you please choose one and wear it. This could save your life!"

Dan picked a ring that had the Potter family crest and it resized to his finger

"Thanks Dan, all the girl's have necklaces that do the same job and Dobby's going to choose a ring after he drops me off at Gringotts. He's going to take you and stay by your side today; any trouble and you're out of there! We're not expecting anything just yet but taking no chances"

When Harry arrived at Gringotts he was met by Griphook and Ragnok and informed that everything had went according to plan. Everyone was just being moved to a large meeting hall in the bank.

Harry was dressed in his armour and cloak and dreaded what he knew he would have to do to carry this off. As he walked down the corridor he knew that if this was done right it would begin the changes they wanted, no needed to happen. As he stood in front of the massive double doors he whispered to himself "Showtime"

Blaise was delighted to see his mother and sisters shaken but completely unharmed. Whoever did this must have been making a point, rather well in his opinion, as everyone was terrified but no harm done. The doors burst open and a figure dressed in black with the coolest cape action strode into the room.

"POTTER!" screamed Marcus Flint, making no effort to conceal his rage or contempt "if you think I'm going to accept a little half blood wanker like you as my head of house you're crazier than that old coot Dumbledore!"

"As you're head of house I could have you killed where you stand Marcus" replied Harry sounding almost bored

"Don't give me that crap, you don't have the balls for it boy" Flint shouted hoping to goad Harry into a fight, he knew his Gryffindor fair play wouldn't allow him just to be killed

"It would appear that you wish to challenge my authority and I can't allow that so we will duel here and now" Harry's voice held no emotion whatsoever

Marcus was delighted; he couldn't believe how easy it was to get the fool to fight "I choose blades, no wands allowed" said the extremely confident Slytherin

Harry just nodded and removed his cloak, handing it to Griphook. There were a few gasps among the assembled females with Millicent Bulstrode almost drooling - this wasn't the skinny runt Potter they were used to, this was a well-developed young man in skintight armour. Millicent decided he could claim his rights from her anytime.

A goblin guard offered his blade to Marcus Flint who accepted and with a few practice swipes nodded his appreciation of the fine weapon.

Ragnok offered Harry his magnificent blade but Harry respectfully declined his generous offer saying "the goblin forged blade of my ancestor has served me well in the past and will do again here today"

Harry turned to face Flint, held out his hand and the sword of Godric Gryffindor appeared in his grasp

There was absolute disbelief throughout the hall, not least the goblins that had only heard stories of this fabled blade. Marcus had planned on taking Potter one piece at a time before killing him slowly now his focus was on ending this duel as quickly as possible.

Both duelists bowed to each other before Flint swung his blade at Harry's neck with all the speed and force he could muster. The blow would have decapitated Harry if it had connected but fortunately the Gryffindor sword obstructed the blades intended route with devastating consequences.

Flint's blade didn't just break, it shattered leaving the part in his hand as easily the biggest piece. While contemplating this the pommel of Harry's sword hit him in the mouth, as he staggered backward the goblin forged blade went through his right shoulder and imbedded itself in the wall behind leaving him pinned like a bug in a specimen jar.

A cold voice said "you now have two choices swear allegiance to my house or die"

Deathly silence awaited his answer Harry's face was blank as inside he tried to prepare for a task that was a few steps beyond where he wanted to go.

"I'll swear," said Flint

Harry withdrew Godric's blade from wall and wizard then stood in anticipation.

The goblin guard who had given the wizard his blade couldn't believe it. His treasured sword that had been handed down from his father was gone and the coward didn't have the decency to at least die with some honor! He stood ready with his spare sword in his hand; a fine blade but it hadn't tasted blood.

The wizard took out his wand "I swear revenge! Avada..."

The goblin guard thought his spare was indeed a fine blade as the second wizard head rolled across a Gringotts floor in as many days.

....

Guys my p@treon is live...

Join now to read ahead by more than 60 chapters.

Link: pa*treon.com/Amelie796 (Remove the *)