No One Messes with the Master of Death

Chapter 1

Harry's POV
The war is over.
Everyone is in peace now.
Yes, there were casualties. Many people were injured and crippled. But there is peace now.
It is the reward for all wizards.
A world without Voldemort.
A world without a megalomaniac.

Most of his followers were arrested and put on trial and thrown into Azkaban. A few fled from the country, and a few stayed. The ones who stayed were pardoned as they fought for the light side. The house of Malfoy was fined a total of a billion galleons, but they were also pardoned. The only condition was that they do not cross the Britain borders.

Today is the first anniversary of my marriage. I wanted to take my wife, Ginny, out to a nice restaurant and then go on a date.

So, I reached home early today. When I was about to open the door, Kreacher popped in front of me, almost soundless, and asked me to stay quiet. He was normally only minding his own business, but today, he was acting differently.

I nodded and took his hand.

He popped both of us outside a room.

I could hear voices. The door was left open, so I asked Kreacher to get my invisibility cloak.

When he popped in with the cloak, I put it on me, but when he tugged my sleeve, I let him join me.

We walked into Ron, Hermione, and Ginny talking.

"How much longer should I be with him, Ron? I want his money now." Ginny whined.

I could not believe my own ears. What was I hearing?!

"Soon Ginny. Dumbledore told us to slowly give him the poison. He will die soon. The poison is acting on him. I could see the changes.
He gets tired easily, sweats a lot, and is coughing small amounts of blood.
Have some patience, will you." Ron placated her.

"Do not worry, Ginny. His money will be yours, the books of the Potters and the Blacks will be mine." Hermione said.

Ginny nodded, but she was a little dejected. "How much of the love potion should I give him? He is developing resistance to the potion. All the money I have is being used for buying the ingredients of the love potion." She huffed.

"I'll inform Dumbledore to give you more money. It was all Harry's, after all. How he had been stealing from him all these years and not being caught is a miracle." Ron said.

I didn't want to listen to them anymore. I stunned all of them and threw them out of Grimmauld Place.
I blocked their access into the house and asked Kreacher to throw all of Ginny's belongings out of the house.
When it was done, I warded the house against those three and Dumbledore.
Then, I applied for a divorce with Ginny stating that I had found love potions in my system in the ministry. I was immediately granted permission for divorce, and I signed the papers and hired one of the best solicitors for me to get her to sign the papers.
How dare they try to kill me? How dare they steal from me. And here I thought they were my friends.

Then I realized that they said Dumbledore was alive. How dare he make me believe he was dead? Poor Snape, he still feels guilty for killing the coot.
So, I decided to invite him and have a civil conversation with him for the first time in almost nine years.
I caste my patronus, Prongs, and asked him to deliver the message to Snape that I had called him to Grimmauld Place to talk. I mean no harm, and if he wants, I can make an oath as soon as he sets his foot in.
With prongs gone to deliver the message, I simply waited after I told Kreacher that we might have a guest at home today.

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