"Really Harry?" Dumbledore said with a disappointed look on his face "unforgivables on muggles?"
"Would you have preferred that I just kill him?" Harry asked innocently
"Must you always resort to violence" Dumbledore sighed
"You know, that's something that's always bothered me about you" Harry said as if he was just discussing something as plain as the weather "all that power, famous for duelling a dark lord yet you do not understand the thrill of the fight...or hunt as my cases usually are. Though, it is understandable, different people have different likes and dislikes along with different views. Shame that you don't understand that. For someone so old and wise and tolerant of other people, you are rather narrow minded"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means that everything is just black and white for you. I used an unforgivable, yes that's a dark spell but I used it to make a criminal confess to his crimes and suffer through the punishment he deserves. Besides. you're hardly the best person to preach on behalf of the light"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, was it for the good of the light that you raised my brother in a manor with house elves while I was stuck with relatives that wanted to kill me? Was that the same reason you never pushed for my godfather to have a trial or is it the same reason that you were taking money out of the Potter account while my parents were comatose and you thought that I was stuck in hell?"
"I did put you in the Dursley's home" Dumbledore admitted "and I apologise for that but do not accuse me like I am some criminal, everything I do is for the greater good?"
"Like those blocks on Adrian?" Harry raised an eyebrow and Dumbledore stopped in shock "yes, I know all about those blocks. You blocked Adrian's magical core, his mental capabilities and his physical mind? Why would you do that? You believed he was the boy-who-lived yet you hindered him? He could have been as talented as most adults by now if he had the correct training and never had those blocks placed on him"
"Harry, I..."
"Though, I can understand why you put a block on his natural occlumency shields" Harry cut him off "you read his mind like an open book whenever you felt like it, it helped you guide your precious little champion into becoming your soldier."
"You know nothing!" Dumbledore growled
"I know liars when I see them" Harry said "anyway, let's continue with the story. I had the adress, all I had to do was sneak in. Rather easy"
"What do you want?" Harry asked as he sat in an alley quite close to where the address was, he made some noise before sitting down and sure enough two men were now looking down on him
"You have any parents kid?" Man 1 asked
"None that move, what's it to you?" Harry asked, holding back a smirk at how his plan was working
"Where do you live?" Man 2 asked
"Here for tonight, tomorrow I will probably go stay behind that chip shop two streets down, the one with the yellow sign"
"Hmm" A gleam entered the eyes of both me "how good are you at fighting?" Man 1 asked
"Never lost a fight"
"Yeah but he is like three" Man 2 said to man 1
"I am four you incompetent imbecile and you'd be surprised" Harry responded
"Fine" Man 2 snorted "how would you like a place to sleep tonight?"
"What do you want?" Harry asked, even though he knew the answer
Five minutes later Harry found himself surrounded by a crowd of adults inside a small building, he had been told to remove his shirt and stand in the middle of a make shift arena which was essentially a regular floor with a large circle drawn on. To be honest he didn't want to remove his shirt as quite a few of the men here looked like perverts, but he did so anyway and tossed it away. A few men laughed and pointed at his skinny body, that pissed Harry off a little, he'd like to see them try and live with two food hogging whales and a sadistic giraffe of an aunt and try to have muscles. What made it worse was the fact that the goblins hadn't gotten rid of the thrice damned scars and marks so the other half were looking at him curiously with only the slightest amount of sympathy
"Alright kid" Man 1, from earlier, spoke "you're going to fight him"
Just as he finished speaking another boy walked forwards, he was slightly wider around the shoulders than Harry which continued to piss him off even more You know something has gone wrong in your life if skinny underground fighting kids are bigger than you. Thought that wasn't the main reason Harry was interested in the boy in front of him, the hair and facial structure told him all he needed to know.
"Go on then" One man barked and both boys walked forwards and stopped in front of each other
"Sorry about this" The boy said apologetically
"Hello Riddle" Harry said
"Riddle?" The boy blinked
"That is your name, or have you taken after your mothers name?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow
"You know my parents?" The boy asked with a shocked expression
"Your father, he tried to kill me" Harry grinned
"He what?!"
"Oh, your father is a murderer. Killed my parents"
"Your lying!" The boy growled with disbelief
"Believe what you want Riddle" Harry shrugged
"My name is Red!"
"Sure thing Riddle" Harry said with an uninterested voice
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