Bebop Potter
American Gangster Potter
BANG!
Albus Dumbledore collapsed to the ground, shot dead. Sixteen year old Harry holstered the revolver as his girlfriend who had hair reaching down to her cute petite ass walked with him to examine the corpse. Harry was a bit trigger edgy when it came to dealing with the cops of San Francisco.
"Bastard," Harry told the dead body of Dumbledore, who still had disbelief in his fogging blue eyes, the bullet hole in his forehead allowing blood to pool easily around him. He took out the Elder Wand, and pockets the twig.
He whistles loudly to grab his gang's attention. "We're buggin'. The goat's group would probably look for the old fart, so we're outta here. Dig?"
Everyone nodded and went around grabbing their things, shoving drugs, money, and merchandise and electronics away, before the magical gang hightailed it out of their now abandoned base. The next day, Harry would read the news of America's magical papers that Albus Dumbledore was found dead in North America. Of course, Harry's gang, The Bolts, would have already left San Francisco, and moved to the next city to the north. The day after, Voldemort after finding Harry dies a humiliating death with a gunshot to the head, same way that done Dumbledore in for forcibly trying to take Harry away from his family. His Death Eaters are shot to death as well by everyone else in his gang.
Bebop Potter
There was discussion about what had occurred a week ago. Few claimed it was Voldemort who decided to use muggle weapons to conquer the Wizarding World, but it was dismissed as it would appear Voldemort hated all things muggle wise. That gave him the perfect edge when a group of Death Eaters destroyed an entire wizarding village with G-21 military grade machine guns.
The Bebop crew when they had learned about this, now knew that whatever the light was, they were apparently the ones who knew how to stop this threat. It was a Time Charm that was used. It peers into the future, and takes a weapon or objects from it and brought back to the past. However its unknown side effect was that it brings back a person or persons that know how to fight against this advanced threat, thus in entered the Bebop crew and Harry Potter, the boy-who-was-once-thought-to-be-dead.
There was also heated discussion with the muggles from the supposed future knowing the existence of the Wizarding World, but Dumbledore defended the Bebop crew, only on the behalf of Harry Potter. Since they were considered his foster family, except Edward who he was now dating, he even threatened to end the lives of anybody who would try to erase their memory or lock them away when he fired a warning shot.
Now came the issue of today...
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"But why must I resume my wizard training? I hardly relied on my magic while I was with the Bebop crew."
"But Harry, you're a wizard no matter what profession you chose when you were with those muggles. Because you have returned, you can take the place of Neville and defeat the Dark Lord."
"Oh I can kill him alright, but since I'm a bounty hunter first you'll need to post a bounty reward up, unless he treats himself like a crime syndicate THEN I and the rest of my team can outright main the bastard and anybody who supports him." Snape flinched, but his flinch wasn't seen by Harry, "however it would be a waste of time. Since Wulongs don't exist here, placing a bounty won't work. And I don't know how much Wulongs I can get for a large sack of gold, silver, and bronze coins if I take them back with me to the future."
Without another word, he left the Headmaster's office, leaving the Order of the Phoenix behind. On a run-in with Filch, and knocking the guy out for being grabbed roughly, he exited the castle and sat down on the steps.
He pulled out a cigarette and lit it before taking a slow drag from it. Exhale, sigh. His view turned to the Bebop, where there was a rail platform from the ship to the land a few walking distance from Hagrid's hut. He got up and started walking towards the lake, ignoring the students who were leaving the greenhouses in the short distance. He got close to the seventh year Care of Magical Creatures class of Gryffindor and Slytherin, who noticed him.
"Hey Harry!"
Harry and the class turned to look at Spike who was waving at him from the deck platform. Harry smirked and headed up the walkway, flicking his cigarette into the lake.
"What up?"
"We got a bounty for you to go after. His name's Lucius Malfoy. I think it's that Draco boy's father or something."
All eyes from the class were trained on Draco Malfoy. "And what, they're going to pay me to hunt him down right?"
"That's about it. His last location was somewhere in a place called Slither Manor or something like that. All I know from this paper thingy some damn bird tossed in my face is that he's is to be killed if you cannot bring him back to the castle."
"Oh, I see... fine I'll bite the bait." He stopped and turned to Draco, and his emotionless eyes were trained on the platinum blonde's cold eyes. He turned, walked up the ramp and headed into the ship. Soon, a loud near deafening roar echoed as the G-Firebolt launched; which was a sleek aerodynamic X-winged green, crimson, and gold armored starship with an oval emerald green cockpit in the center of the ship's hull. The wings themselves were X-shaped and the top gold, the bottom green, the rest crimson. It held a trio engine booster, two on each side under the bottom wings, and the main engine on the back similar to the tailfin of the Swordfish. It had a spike shaped gunmetal gray cannon attached at the bottom, and two machine gun blasters on each side in front of the ship. Its main body was similar in shape of a teardrop.
It flew off amazingly fast, quickly vanishing into the horizon. Spike walked back into the ship to lounge around. For the rest of that day, the only talk occurring through the students of Hogwarts was Harry Potter hunting down Lucius Malfoy.
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The G-Firebolt as stealthily as it could land, and Harry climbed out of the ship and locked it down before grabbing his Bolt Blasters and quickly sprinted up to the Malfoy Manor through the thick dark forest. There were a few men stationed outside, which seemed a bit too odd for normal people, but he switched his guns to sniper mode, and shot them down before sneaking his way up. He found that there was a requirement to enter, so he grabbed the arm of the dead man and pressed the Dark Mark up against the door and it clicked open.
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Draco Malfoy was eating dinner, smug that his raven would get to his father in time to get him away, but he hadn't taken into account how fast a starship would go even if he knew how to pilot one.
"Draco Malfoy, right?" Spike questioned as he walked into the Great Hall and up to the teenager. All eyes bugged out when an abnormally large raven was tossed onto the table, onto Malfoy's plate full of dinner, now soaked in crimson fluid.
"Sorry, but we can't have distractions, even though for me it livens up the party." He spotted a nearby floating candle, and though he was still getting used to all the real-life hocus-pocus magic, he lifted the large parchment to the flame, and it caught fire. He let it drop to the stone floor as it quickly burned away.
"Oh, don't worry. Edward had already made a copy of your letter to your dear old father. Harry is similar to Jet, as he won't let go of a bounty once he sinks his teeth into one. If I'm right, you're going to join him either in prison or in death."
He calmly walked out, whistling a tune. Malfoy didn't dare to curse the "filthy muggle" since Spike could quickly wound him with a shot of a gun, or inflict an injury with his martial arts skills.
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Gunfire and Unforgivables shot throughout the hallways. Harry cursed as he pulled around and shot down seven of them in a fell swish before ducking to avoid green lights and gunfire. He rolled across the ground, throwing a grenade at them, which deftly exploded two seconds after. Pained screams echoed as Harry ran through, his energy barrier installed on the coat deflecting the bullets well, but he still had to dive and dodge the Unforgivable Curses. "Take this you fuckers!" Harry slot his pistols in, before dragging out a pulse cannon launcher he found in a cache closet, and fired two blasts of electromagnetic energy balls. They collided with two of the Death Eaters, and those armed with weapons had their circuits fried up. He quickly reloaded the guns up and fired, taking them all out before rushing into the next area, right away diving behind a large pillar to avoid gunfire and spells.
He strafes around and fired before taking cover. His shots nailed a few down, but not kill them. He pulled out three bombs and pulled the pins before throwing them and then diving down to the ground just as screams roared out, bombs exploding. He pulled out two motion sensor bombs and threw them, both attaching to the double pillars by the door before running. Just as he busted down the doors into the stairs going to the dungeons, he heard the bombs going off when more Death Eaters followed him. There were few that met him on the stairs, and they were mainly wand users. Harry caught a few cutting curses, though the armor portion of his trench coat suppressed the damage to his body. He busted down the dungeon door, and quickly kicked a large grenade in, before slamming the door. Lucius managed to protect himself before the bomb went off, damaging the room, and killing everyone but him. He fired at Lucius, clipping the man in the legs before blasting his hand. Lucius yelled in agony and was cursing out at the man who shot him down.
"Hello Lucy," Harry taunted, his guns cocking and pressed against his forehead, "I'm back after six years... remember me? Mr. Harry Potter?" He moved back the locks of hair covering his left temple, and exposed the scar. Lucius' eyes widen in fear and anger. That was the last thing he saw when Harry's foot was sent colliding with the chin of the senior Malfoy's head.
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The doors slammed open as Harry the before him Lucius Malfoy. "Call the Ministry and tell them I captured Malfoy Sr. And you, stay the fuck away!" He had already whipped his gun out and had it pointed at a frozen Malfoy Jr. who was running to his injured and bloodied father. He slot his gun away before pulling out a laser dagger, and slashed the robes off the man's right arm, exposing the Dark Mark for everyone to see: The symbol of Lord Voldemort.
"Crucio!" A spell crashed into him, and everyone watched. Many of the younger children screamed in fright as Harry broke through the torture curse, spun around with the gun drawn, and pulled the trigger. A bullet wound itself in Draco's chest, avoiding the important areas that would otherwise keep him alive, as the teenager sank to the ground, bellowing in sheer pain. The professors, Severus Snape mostly since he was the Head of Slytherin House, arrived as quickly as he could.
"Mr. Potter! While I condone Mr. Malfoy's misuse of an Unforgivable, he did not deserve to be fired upon!"
"He tries to save his bastard of a father, he pays the price. I'm sure Spike made it perfectly clear for him while I went hunting that Draco will join his pop either in jail or dead." He went over, shoving Snape out of the way, and slashed up the robe arms, and exposed the Dark Mark that was branded on the pale boy's right arm, "And right now I'm thinking like father like son."
Just then, the new Minister Amellia Bones who took over the job of former Minister Cornelius Fudge rushed in followed by several Aurors. "Hello. I did your job, killed those who got in my way, and captured Malfoy Sr. alive. Bring his son with him, little Draco is a Death Eater too and is to be charged for the use of Crucio. Need anymore hunts let me or my friends know."
He walked out, bypassing the stunned wizards who had arrived. Harry frowned when he stared over at Hermione, who was scared. She ran to him when he beckoned her to follow.
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"Sorry you had to witness that... it's who I am now."
"I really can't believe you... you could really do that. What had happened to the innocent boy I met on the train on our first time to Hogwarts?"
"He died when I was beaten half to death and left bleeding in the attic of the Dursleys. I'm really sorry Hermione."
She was pulled into the teenager's arms, and she buried her head against his tough chiseled chest. He sniffled a bit. "I had to grow up quickly... many of the things I learned could never be used since the era of technology here is still in its early ages."
"I would have never thought you could be so... dangerous right now. It really frightens me right now."
"I'm sorry Hermione..." He gently kissed her cheek, squeezing her hands in his before letting go and walking away. Tears ran down her face as he exited the front doors.