Harry Potter and the Lighting Lord

Chapter 11

Harry sat on his bed in Ravenclaw Tower contemplating on what to do. He had just returned from a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. It was during the match when suddenly the clouds darkened and lightning flashed. Harry heard Aquila speak in his mind, warning him about danger and a possible threat to his life. During the match, both bludgers suddenly sped away from the players and came directly for Harry. Harry dived out of the way, but the bludgers were relentless. It came back and hit his right leg that was probably meant for his groin. He moved out of the way of another which was about to impact his chest. He took his wand out and blasted the incoming bludger. But he wasn't fast enough to hit the other one as it broke his left arm, just as the teachers blasted it to smoke. As he tried to get up, with a broken hand and leg, he saw a small smile on Quirrell's face. He had wanted to investigate Quirrell's strange behaviour, but now he didn't care. He wanted that man dead. Clearly, it was him who had let the troll in on Halloween.

It was midnight when Harry donned his invisibility cloak and flew out of the tower in his eagle form. It was really amazing what his invisibility cloak could do. He could transform into his animagus form and the cloak would shrink and cling to his body without falling off. He flew to the second floor, where he knew was the Defence classroom. He transformed back and stood behind a pillar as he watched Quirrell approach his classroom. He flicked the fingers of his left hand and his Ebony and Thunderbird feather wand sailed out of his holster and into his waiting hand. Wizarding Law stated that a witch or wizard could only have one wand and the said wand had to be registered with the Ministry of Magic. Registered wand makers like Ollivander would never sell him a second wand unless the first was broken. But he needed a wand to do his dirty work, something which could not be traced back to him, even remotely, and this wand was perfect for that as Aquila had graciously given him a feather for the wand core.

He pointed his wand at Quirrell and mentally said "Imperio". He could feel the control slip to him. He instructed the man on what to do and followed him. Quirrell walked to the restricted area on the third floor and opened the door. Harry had followed Hagrid once and had come across the half-giant feeding the giant Cerberus. He had also figured out that there was a giant Devil's snare just under the trap door. Just as he had predicted, the dog ripped Quirrell's legs apart just as he was about to jump. The man screamed and fell head first into the death trap below. Harry closed his eyes and extended his senses and could sense the man's life slipping away as he was being strangled by the plant. Harry smiled grimly, transformed into an eagle and went back to his room by flying into the window. Quirrell was dead and if he was right, so were the attempts on his life. He could finally enjoy his first year in peace.

During the next month and a half, Harry extensively trained for the Duelling Championship in the Room of Requirement. He had also started working on slowly unravelling Voldemort's memories. But otherwise, everything was the same as ever. He was still the first in class, much to Hermione Granger's displeasure; Albus Dumbledore was leaving him alone, which made Harry quite paranoid and was still communicating with Sirius.

On the nineteenth of December, Harry got another mirror call from Sirius. "I just received a letter from Moony. He said that he would like to meet us during the Yule holidays. What do you think?" he asked.

"Tell him to meet us on the 29th. I have a few questions I need to ask him" said Harry in a cold tone. He had been very pissed off when he found out about Remus Lupin's existence. He had been pissed off with Sirius too for putting revenge ahead of his responsibilities to baby Harry, but he had time to come to terms with it and had forgiven his godfather. Not that the other man knew that of course, as Harry had decided that Sirius had suffered enough. But he definitely wasn't going to be cutting any slack for Lupin. Any relationship between them would be decided based on the answers the man gave.