Unforgiveable Jinx

Final chapter to wrap up the growth of Harry's power and confidence. Intruders attempt to raid the Black chateau near Nice and the family's preparations pay off. Harry pretends to be blood thirsty.

There will be sequel – in the works now with Harry grown and trying to save Magic from the Muggles!

Bashing Dumbledore and Weasleys. SLASH. Harry is gay but only 15 at the end of the story so just look for him to be watching how adults react to the news.

This Harry Potter story was written for fun. All rights belong to the wonderful lady (JK Rowling) who gave the world Harry Potter to read and enjoy.

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{Parseltongue conversation}

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Scene Break: Epilogue

It was the end of May and 'Ecole Noire' closed for three months. After taking the last of their OWLS at the ministry in London, Harry returned to the villa, while Neville and Luna headed to the Amazon with Augusta Longbottom and Mr. Lovegood to search for new magical plants and creatures. They hoped to find new orchids with magical properties and birds with bright plumage that had magical properties.

It was late in the day, the sun setting in the Mediterranean while Harry sat on the sand, waiting for Bill to return from the Big Dig for their nightly sparring lesson. Sirius and Remus were in the villa with Rigel and they'd all have a late, light supper. He grinned thinking about his infant brother who ate and slept, made messy nappies, and ruled the household. The house elf nannies fussed that the fathers held Rigel entirely too much but Harry disagreed; no one could deny the baby was loved.

Bill had been summoned to London yesterday – Ron was in trouble again. He'd quit his latest job in Diagon Alley after only a week and the Aurors came to bind his magic. There'd been a battle at the Burrow leaving Molly and Ginny both in Saint Mungo's, Arthur and Ron in ministry holding cells, and Bill called to the ministry to determine what to do with his family. The twins had graduated from Hogwarts with honours and were spending the summer as interns with the spells and potions research division at Gringotts.

Suddenly, there were a series of loud pops beyond the wards for the villa and Dobby appeared beside Harry, his face grim, "These be bad wizards, Heir Harry. There's be a dozen wizards with ports keys, rings, and wands. They's be attacking our wardes and throws up no-apparation wards."

Harry nodded and said, "Implement Bill's defence plans. If you determine the leader, do your best to keep him alive so I can question him."

"Winky takes Trudys to Big Dig. Helps be here shortly," Dobby said. "Dogfather and Wolfie prepares house. Elves take Master Rigel to safe room."

"Then let's see what these stupid wizards want," Harry said, taking Dobby's hand so the elf could pop him behind the attacking wizards.

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Hank Goodfellow kept his wand ready and his personal shields active, as his men attacked the wards. They'd found the ward stones within two minutes of arriving and Steven shouted he'd have them down in another three minutes. That'd give them five minutes to breach the house and take hostages. Whoever they pinched, the rest of the family would pay well to rescue them. The defences around this house were laughable, just begging for an ambitious team of wizards to pick it clean.

His team of magical thugs was the first to attack the Black villa in a century; despite stories of the boy's magical strength, they knew his 'guard' was in London dealing with family matters. The other two wizards – poofters if his source was correct – would not be a terrible challenge. Taking the time to observe his targets, Hank had seen the baby on the family's last shopping excursion to Florence. All wizarding families paid fortunes for the return of their kidnapped children. With his share of the ransom, he'd take that vacation in Alexandria he'd postponed for the last two years…

When there was a pop behind him, Hank turned to deal with the house elf – strong cutting curses made short work of these pests! However, when he turned around, he found an angry teenage wizard with glowing shields and a furious house elf.

"What do you want boy? Come to surrender already?" Hank asked with fake bravado.

Remembering Albus Dumbledore calling him 'boy' too many times, Harry did not respond except to hiss and cast his patronus – the basilisk rushed from the wand and attacked the wizards, wrapping two of them in its coils and squeezing very hard. The teenager cast again, in English this time, as the corporal patronus of a buck emerged to join the battle, knocking wizards to the ground and trampling them. Not to be outdone, Dobby cast bludgeoning spells that threw two wizards against the special wards and the bodies splintered into a dozen bloody pieces.

There was a loud pop up the hill and a moment later, an enraged lion patronus joined the battle as it grabbed the wizard beside Goodfellow in its jaws, piercing his torso with magical fangs and flinging him toward the wards. The wizard had one moment of panic and then agony as the wards designed by Bill Weasley tore the falling wizard to pieces.

With strong shields to protect him, Harry waited as the basilisk, buck and lion trampled, suffocated, and bit the last wizard.

{Have you cursed them in parsel?} asked Bill as he joined Harry.

{Wasn't necessary; the patronus brigade did the trick,} Harry replied. {Besides the ones thrown into the wards, the others can live and rot in prison for a few years.}

"Mr. Heir Harry," Dobby said as he brought Hank Goodfellow in front of his employer. "This be's the leaders of this sorry bunch of wizards."

Harry sent Prongs to the villa with a message for Sirius and Remus that the battle was over, the attackers dead or incapacitated. "And Sirius, Bill's returned so he won't let me kill all the prisoners this time. I know you were disappointed when I killed all the Serbs last month but I promise to leave some alive this time. You and the werewolf can chew on them at the next full moon."

"You can't do that!" Hank shouted. "It's against the law to give wizards to werewolves!"

"What if you're not a wizard anymore? I can drain your magic in five minutes, leaving you less than a muggle. The last one – a man from Egypt – begged for death after three days. All he could do was lie here in the dirt and decompose as fertilizer for my olive trees," Harry said as he motioned toward a rotting corpse that appeared underneath a tree. The wizard's robes were decayed and bones gleamed where carrion eaters had pulled the flesh from the bones.

Bill shook his head, "Heir PBS, remember, we're in France not Britain. Anyone captured attacking your home is yours to do with as you please. We only have to notify the Auror office in Nice with the wands of the dead."

"If we want to notify them…" Harry hinted.

"No! No more prisoners for the dungeons," Bill said firmly. "You haven't finished with the last batch!"

He turned toward the captive and confided, "He's really a good young man, but he's very protective of his family and friends."

"I'll do anything you ask," Hank begged, dropping to his knees, and throwing down his wand.

Harry pouted as Bill pretended to reason with his pupil. "This is the fourth attack this summer. You've got several trophies and enough prisoners to torture until school begins in September. The elves are run ragged trying to heal the prisoners and keep them alive. Why don't we send the survivors back this time with a warning to share with the other criminals?"

"Where are you from?" Harry asked.

"We're Dutch and British."

Bill frowned. "How did you find us?"

"A loud mouth teenager at the Leaky Cauldron told me all about you for the price of supper and some beer."

"Was he a red-head and ate like a pig?" asked Bill.

When Hank nodded, Bill shook his head and refused to say more.

"You believed HIM?" asked Harry, laughing.

Then he called his elves. "Bind their wounds and deposit them at the Auror station in Nice. They're too stupid to be fun in the dungeons if they believed Ron."

"When you are interviewed by the Aurors, tell 'em the truth about your attack and how Heir PBS destroyed you and your team without breaking a sweat. If you lie, we'll come find you!" Bill promised as Dobby, Kreature and Horus made quick work of staunching bleeding wounds, binding broken bones and in one case, putting an eyeball back inside an eye socket. Then the house elves popped the wizards over to Nice.

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When the bound ruffians appeared in the quiet office, the Auror on duty at the magical offices in Nice shook his head and said, "I knew it was too quiet tonight."

"Save us!" Goodfellow begged. "The wizards on that island have torture chambers and werewolves!"

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With the last attacker delivered to the Aurors in Nice, Kreature and Horus began a close patrol of the boundaries of the villa's grounds, checking the traps and snares that weren't triggered. Dobby checked all the wards – around the property, out on the sea and under the sea as well.

"The wizards woulds never reach the houses," Winky assured Harry and Bill. "The pits and nooses would have captured alls of them."

"Do you think they believe that story about the Serbs and the dungeons?" Harry asked.

"I was convinced," Bill admitted. "I think I need to check and make certain there's not a secret chamber underneath the wine cellar."

Grinning when Harry stuck his tongue out at him, Bill asked, "Who did the skeleton? That was very convincing!"

"Winky took the image from my mind," Harry said. "It's from a painting in Rome of a wizard captured and tortured to death by the muggle church."

Bill nodded and Harry asked, "What did you do about Ron?"

Shaking his head, Bill said, "The Aurors bound his magic yesterday. He refused to work or study. I apprenticed him to the owl delivery shop in Diagon Alley for three years."

"Ron in an owl postal ship! What's he to do?"

"His job is to run back and forth between the Owl service and the shops in the alley."

"How can they make him work?" Harry asked.

"They can't but if he wants his magic back in three years, he'll work or be a squib for the rest of his life. Mother is confined to Saint Mungo's for a week and Ginny's moving in with Percy and Penny for a while."

"I am glad we're not in Britain right now…"

"We'll go back some day but now, let's go check on Remus and Sirius."

Harry nodded and led the way down the path to the villa, his battle tutor and elves followed closely, keeping him safe.

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