Harry Potter: Battle of the Fates

*****Death Eater Safehouse, Somewhere in England*****

10:00 pm

Seventeen-year-old Harry Potter was anything but normal. He was, in fact, quite the opposite, even for a wizard. After all, what kind of person would want to chase the very people who, not even three days prior, had tried to kill him.

Reducto! A blue bolt shot from a phoenix-cored holly wand to impact on the door which he faced...the door to a new Death Eater safe house. The resulting explosion blew the door inward, fragments ricocheting off hastily cast shield charms thrown up by the seven Eaters inside.

Harry spun in and left, his wand questing for a target, he found one, and his wand bucked once, sending a Piercing Charm through his head. As he fired, another DE lined up on his head, "Avada Ked...URKKKK!!!" An Asphyxiation Curse dropped him where he stood.

Harry glanced over to find, not surprisingly his one of his two best friends, Hermione Granger give him a quick grin as she came up from the crouch she had been in after crashing through the window. "Watch it, Harry!" she yelled over to him.

"Yeah, thanks!" he replied.

As he looked around, Harry saw his other best friend, Ron Weasley, behind a couch dueling two Death Eaters at once, a wand in each hand.

In fact, he was so absorbed, that he didn't see the DE come up behind him, but he felt...Stupefy, Diffindo he stunned the Death Eater he had been dueling on his left, reversed his grip on his left-hand wand, stuck it in the throat of the one coming up behind him, and with a silver flash, removed his head.

Harry lined up on the sixth Eater and Stunned him, as he attempted to flank Hermione, and with a casual flick of his wand banished the seventh hard into the wall as Ron Disarmed the other one he had been dueling with a quick flourish.

With a wave of Harry's hand, the now wandless Death Eater flew against the wall and stuck there, frozen like a fly in amber, until, Legilimens, a rush of images flashed through both the DE and Harry's minds. He slowed them, found a particular train of thought to follow, and finally, with a disgusted "Finite", canceled the spell.

"He's got nothing," Harry said. "Bloody hell...All this for a few prisoners?"

"No kidding," Hermione agreed, "but we might as well get them back to Grimmauld for another round of interrogation."

"Sure, 'Mione." And so with a couple of deft wand flicks, he summoned a piece of wood from the blasted door, and cast a sticking charm on it. Then he flicked his wand at the three live Death Eaters. -Incarcerous, he incanted, and they were instantly bound. He tossed the board at them, where it stuck, and muttered "Portus". The wood piece flashed blue and the group vanished in a fall of color.

"Let's go, guys. To Grimmauld it is." he said and with that the three friends vanished in three identical nearly silent POPs winging away to London.