By his own hand

Chapter two

After Harry left the Dursley’s he started to work on his other plans. It took Harry a couple of weeks to set everything up that he bought or stole from the muggle world. All that stuff was needed, but he was looking forward to seeing the looks on some people's faces. It took a few more days to make sure his letters were perfect, they had to be for his plans. All his plans were done, now he just had to wait.

During that time no one had seen Harry. He heard talk, some were saying he was hiding, some said he left and that the headmaster probably snuck him away to stop him competing. Soon all those people will know the truth about where he had been.

It was the night before the first task, he didn’t care what the first task was about, what any of the tasks were. If everything went the way he planned then he would never have to worry about anything, ever again.

During the time his name had come out of the goblet of fire and the first task, no one saw Harry apart from that one time in the dorm room when he got his invisibility cloak and his map. Harry found out that the headmaster knew he was in the castle, just not where he was or where he had been staying.

Dobby had told Harry that the headmaster had ordered the elves to tell him if Harry was in the castle. Dobby could ignore the order since he was not bound like the other house elves, he was just a paid employee. But the house elves had different magic to humans, so they knew Harry was inside Hogwarts. They just didn't know where he was staying or what he was doing.

Harry didn’t need to know more, but Dobby said he would tell Harry if he heard more. The headmaster told the house elves to keep him informed, but also tell him straight away if they figure out where Harry was staying. Harry didn’t care and his name coming out of the goblet proves how useless the headmaster was. It was just one more time that Albus Dumbledore had failed in his job as headmaster.

Harry finally realised that the old man was responsible for his life before he came to Hogwarts. He left Harry at the Dursley’s, but he never bothered to see them, he didn’t say a thing. A note had been left with Harry as a baby, a note as he was left on the doorstep.

While Harry was in hiding he had learned a lot more spells, one was to make Hagrid feel drunk and loosen his tongue. The moment Harry asked him about the night his parents died, Hagrid talked and talked and talked.

Harry had been furious that the old man had left him out in the cold, in the middle of the night. That he was left him on the doorstep and that the old man didn’t have the decency to even knock on the door. Harry figured Dumbledore didn’t want the Dursley’s to refuse to take him, Harry knew they would. They had not been shy about telling Harry he wasn’t wanted, that he was a burden. If Harry had somewhere to go, if he had someone, anyone that cared about him he would have left, but he didn’t, he had no one. But the Dursley’s were gone now, to Harry they deserved a more painful death, but he couldn’t hang around so he killed them quickly then left.

Now Harry had worked everything out. He had found out what he needed, bought what he needed, learned what he needed and wrote the letters that he needed. He just had to wait until everyone headed to the great hall for their safety before his final plan was put into action.

Harry stayed under his cloak as the announcement came. The headmaster called for all students, staff and the guests from the other schools to head straight for the great hall. Harry stayed back in a dark corner to make sure in the mad rush no one accidentally ran into him.

Harry saw the Beauxbatons students and their headmistress hurry inside, the Durmstrang students with Karkaroff was next. The Hogwarts students and then some of the staff of Hogwarts followed. When Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape along with three other wizards Harry didn’t know hurried into the hall, the door was closed, that made Harry smile.

Harry waited five minutes then activated his device, then without even opening the doors he appeared at the back of the hall. Dumbledore was the first to see him, all Harry did was hold his device up so it was seen.

‘What is that, Harry?’

‘This?’ Harry glanced at his device, ‘a remote to a detonator, it has a dead man’s switch, so if anyone tries to take me out the castle blows and everyone in it will die.’

‘What do you want?’ Albus yelled over the screaming, ‘How can I make this up to you?’

Harry laughed, ‘Do you really think you could old man. Now to what I want, three people to come to me, if they do I will deactivate one of the bombs, then everyone will be safe.’

‘Who do you want?’

‘If we stun him the dangers over,’ a voice yelled.

‘No,’ Snape yelled, ‘a dead man’s switch means if he is incapacitated in anyway, his finger releases the switch and the bomb blows. We’ve tried spells to deactivate it, we can’t, we can’t even open the doors, so no one lift a wand.’

‘I’d listen to the bastard if I was you.’

‘Tell us why you’re doing this Harry?’

‘Why, well, I have a lot of reasons, most is your fault. You are useless Albus fucking Dumbledore. You’re too old to know what you’re doing anymore, not that you ever did or Tom Riddle would never have become Lord Voldemort in the first place. There he was, a poor little boy in a muggle orphanage, being mistreated and you sent him back year after year. No wonder he hates muggles, just like I do. Tom did say we had a lot in common,’ Harry hissed, ‘Snakes are our favourite animals. The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, I said I didn’t want to. Anyway, this is all you’re doing Albus, so even though I want you dead, you are not one of the ones I want.’

‘Then tell us who you want?’

‘Three people, the death eater, not Karkaroff, the other one. I want the wannabe death eater and Moody. They are to leave their wands with Professor McGonagall.’

‘We understand who Moody is, but who are the other two?’

Harry laughed, ‘Don’t fucking play dumb Dumbledork. You know I'm talking about your pet death eater, the one who told Voldemort the prophecy which sent that bastard to my home and killed my parents,’ Harry’s eyes slid down past some of the staff, ‘Snivellius, join me unless you want your precious snakes to be the first to die. The first bomb will kill all of them, but if they try to move then I’ll blow them up anyway.’

‘No,’ Severus stood, holding his hands up, ‘I’ll join you.’

‘Bring Malfoy with you, he is the death eater wannabe, he’s going to know what it’s like to be one now.’

‘No way Potter.’

Harry snarled, ‘Then you’re dead, but I will give you five seconds to decide. If you don’t join me then you die and so do the people that are sitting closest to you.’

‘Go Malfoy,’ a voice called, then all the Slytherin’s were telling him to go, some even pushed him.

‘Draco, it’ll be okay,’ Severus moved behind him, ‘You have no choice, I’ve seen that look before, he will do what he said. He doesn’t care anymore, if you don’t join him he will kill you. The staff are going to work on opening the doors, we need to buy them time.’

‘Times up,’ Harry yelled.

‘I’m coming,’ Draco’s voice showed his nervousness.

‘Harry, why?’ Hermione called.

‘You’re smart, work it out,’ Harry waited until Snape and Malfoy stood near him, but not close. Moody limped up, Harry didn’t hesitate, just pulled the gun from his pocket and shot Moody in the head. The students screamed, the staff gasps, ‘Don’t worry, he’s not the real Mad-eye Moody. His name is Barty Crouch Jr. Snape, check his flask, I’m sure you will find it’s not pumpkin juice in that thing.’

‘If that is crouch, why kill him?’ Albus yelled.

‘He is a death eater, I got the information out of him before I obliviated that memory from him. He entered my name for a reason, he planned to make sure I win the tournament then the cup would transport me to a graveyard where Peter Pettigrew and what is left of Voldemort will be waiting to take my blood which would give him my mother’s protection. He was going to perform a very dark ritual, he was going to be resurrected. The great Albus fucking Dumbledore and you had no idea that a supposedly dead death eater was inside the castle posing as your friend, how pathetic. I’m fourteen and found out the truth,’ Harry nodded his head at Snape.

‘It’s polyjuice potion Albus.’

‘Where is Alastor Moody?’

‘Right now, in the hospital wing without an eye or leg, he can have them back later, if you all survive that is.’

Harry turned to Malfoy, sneering, ‘Do you know how it feels to be told constantly that my parents would rather be dead then stay with a pathetic freak like me?’

‘No,’ Malfoy squeaked.

‘You said it enough times Malfoy, you must have some idea. But I’ll get back to you in a moment,’ Harry turned to Snape, ‘Tell them, show them the mark then tell them what you did,’ Harry glared but when Snape remained still Harry growled, sent the dark mark into the air, ‘Now,’ he yelled making everyone jump, ‘Do it.’

‘How did you know that spell?’ Severus asked.

‘Easy enough to find out, but I went over my memory of what happened at the world cup when it was sent into the air. Now stop stalling, show them.’

Severus turned around pulled up his sleeve, ‘Yes, I told the dark lord the first half of the prophecy, I had no idea who it meant, he decided it meant two boys.’

‘Yeah, me and Neville, well, Neville’s parents got cursed until their minds were gone but he was spared. My parents ended up dead and I became the-boy-who-lived, then I was dumped like a bit of rubbish. You are the reason Lily died Sev, your best friend and you helped kill her. I bet you loved the fact that the man who tormented you as a student was dead and his son should have died. Yes Voldemort did offer my mother a chance to live, she refused, she kept me protected as long as she could. She screamed you know, yelled at him, pleaded for the life of her son. She told him to kill her instead of me and you did that. So now you and this piece of shit next to you will pay for all the torment you put me through.’