Unexpected Battles

"Snape, you virgin for life, are you really so stupid as to forget that a death eater had impersonated him for a year?" Harry said, glaring at the potions master. "It didn't ever go into your feeble mind that it was possible for him to have more polyjuice and a few hairs left over? I wasn't about to risk the possibility of being taken by him and a bunch of people I didn't know."

"Constant vigilance." Moody said in a soft yet approving voice. "Well done lad, I don't really like it but well done."

"Thanks," Harry said before turning to Snape. "Of course why should I expect a dunderhead like you to know basic rules for survival when you haven't even managed basic hygiene or social skills?"

"Don't talk to me like that Potter!" Snape said, pulling out his wand.

"Bring it Snivellus!" Harry said as he and Sirius quickly aimed their wands at Snape.

"Enough!" Dumbledore shouted. "Wands down now." He ordered, Snape was the first to lower his wand followed by Sirius then a very reluctant Harry. Dumbledore was about to say more when the sounds of groaning and moaning.

"What is that?" Remus asked.

"Oops." Harry said sheepishly, running a hand through his hair.

"Blimey Harry!" Tonks exclaimed when she looked through the open door to find seven order members in the hallway on the floor in pain along with a damaged ceiling. "You did all that?!" She asked, looking very impressed.

"It wasn't really that hard." Harry shrugged, sounding almost disappointed while a couple of order members went out to deal with them.

"Harry Potter! What is that on your hand?!" Molly Weasley demanded as she pointed to Harry's left hand.

"I believe it is called a tattoo Mrs Weasley." Harry said in a dry voice before he turned to Sirius. "What do you think?" Harry asked as he showed it him.

"Is...is that..." Sirius trailed off as he looked at it.

"Yep." Harry smiled.

"It's nice." Sirius smiled back, fighting off the tears that threatened to come out of his eyes.

"You are far too young to have a tattoo!" Mrs Weasley said with obvious disapproval.

"I was also far too young to save your daughter, remember that?" Harry countered, raising an eyebrow.

"Mrs Weasley is right Harry," Dumbledore said while Mrs Weasley struggled to come up with a response. "if you really desired one then you should have waited until you were of age."

"I am of age." Harry replied.

"Harry you are not seventeen."

"No, but you remember when I was put in the Tri-Wizard tournament against my will, I do. I had a meeting with the goblins, say what you want about the little buggers but they know how all the laws and rules work. Long story short I was placed in a tournament for those of age and forced to compete by magic, meaning I could be considered of age. I filed for emancipation and now I am by all rights a legal adult. Which means I can do all things legal adults can do, including getting a tattoo."

"When did you get the other one?" Moody asked.

"What other one?" Remus asked.

"I hate that eye." Harry said before he rolled up his right sleeve. A few people gasped when they saw a snake tattoo wrapped around his arm. The head of the snake stopped on the back of Harry's wrist while the tail stopped at his elbow. Harry briefly felt tempted to have Selena change back and stop being a tattoo but he stopped himself, he wasn't ready to risk her life just to scare them.

"Harry, why would you get that?" Dumbledore asked, looking at the tattoo as if it was a dark mark.

"Do you know what happened to this arm?" Harry asked in a quiet voice. "I do, right here..." Harry tapped the arm. "...is where I had a giant snake fang pierced my arm while saving not just Ginny but also the school from closing. Every time I looked at it I remembered that pain, that horrible and incredible pain, now when I see it I see what I survived and I feel stronger for it. It's a reminder for me, a reminder for all I have suffered and all I have gone through. I got it because I felt like it. Is that a problem?" Harry asked in a challenging voice. "Or am I suddenly evil because I have a snake tattoo?"

"No," Dumbledore shook his head. "it does not make you evil but.."

"In that case good. Now is there anything else we need to talk about?" Harry asked.

"Yes, the Dursley's, thankfully the blood wards work on your physical age and not your magical one, do you know what happened to them?"

"The lazy idiots were sleeping in, I didn't really pay attention to what happened to them." Harry shrugged.

"The house burnt down, they're probably dead." Moody commented.

"Hmm," Harry hummed, this was upsetting news, mainly because he wished he could have tortured the fuckers more. "whatever, at least I don't have to live with the prats anymore."

"Harry!" Dumbledore gasped, he like many members were shocked by Harry's uncaring attitudes. "They are your family!"

"No they are not." Harry said in a bored voice. "I would rather have a live and wild lion for a teddy bear than call them family."

"They're dead, you don't feel anything for them?!"

"Should I?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "Should I feel anything for those abusive bastards? Should I feel sorry that they can no longer hurt me? I think you might have a problem with your memory sir, because I remember spending years begging you to stop sending me back there. I'm emancipated, I was prepared to leave that house and never see or think about them again. Instead of asking me why I am not feeling anything for them, why don't you ask why they were so bad that I don't want to feel anything for them? Have you considered that maybe that is why those bloody wards of yours didn't work? Those bloody wards that were the damn reason you forced me to stay there in the first place?!" Harry stopped and visibly restrained himself paused turning to Sirius. "Hey Sirius, I know you can't really be my guardian now, but about that offer to live with you?"

"Yes," Sirius clapped before placing an arm around Harry's shoulder. "come on, I'll show you to your room." Sirius said happily before guiding Harry out the room.

"Dumbledore, the dark lord is calling." Snape whispered to Dumbledore while rubbing his arm.

"I understand, go Severus." Dumbledore said while he found himself deep in thought. How did the blood wards fail? They were supposed to even be able to keep out Voldemort himself, who was the person who attacked Harry? Speaking of Harry, Dumbledore had no idea what to do with him? He was getting really worried about the boy.

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