Death is but the Next Great Adventure

P. H. G. Part 2

In the last chapter: Harry goes to the abandoned Gaunt house to retrieve the last Horcrux--the Gaunt ring--and has to break the dark curse with his newly learn Necromancy. Harry now has all of Voldemort's Horcruxes and now it's time to give Voldemort the Philosopher Stone. To do so, Harry enlists the help of the Auror/Death Eater, Philias Green.

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"And when you can't save him? What will you do then?" Philias asked, sounding so sure that Harry would fail. From across the small table in the private room above the Leaky Cauldron, Harry glared something fierce.

"If I fail, then I will take him out myself." Harry gritted through his tense jaw, not appreciating the lack of confidence in him, but also not surprised by it. After all, in the other man's eyes, he was just a kid.

"You kill Voldemort?! Sorry kid, but no matter what the rest of this insane world seems to believe, children are not fit to be soldiers. I've watched too many ambitious young wizards and witches killed in this war before they even began to live—including your parents." Philias emphasized the end bit to try to get to Harry, but the raven-haired boy was not so easily swayed or manipulated.

"I am perfectly capable of handling myself, Mr. Green. Perhaps when you take the vow, I will show you if it'll ease your worries. Besides, I will be moving forward with or without you. Without you, though, I will have to do things myself which will be far riskier. If you'll take this vow with me, then I can explain a little more because most of this information is too sensitive to hand over without some assurances. The vow will not force you to work for me or even help me in any way, it'll just make sure that our secrets remain secret." Harry replied calmly. Watching the curiosity spark in Philias' eyes and the apprehension melting from his expression made Harry more confident.

After a long moment, Philias nodded and leaned forward in his seat, resting one arm on the table in a readying position. Smiling briefly, Harry slipped a slender hand into the folds of his robe, making the Auror/Death Eater tense across from him, though he paid him no mind. Harry pulled out two folded pieces of parchment and handed them both over.

Phil was mildly surprised to see that Harry had already written out each of their vows and handed him a quill in case he wished to make any changes. Phil was further impressed to see that the vows were actually quite comprehensive, covering things he wouldn't have thought about on the spot and were also in his favor without trying to underhandedly sneak in more than just a vow of secrecy. In the end, Phil decided not to make any changes and they made their unbreakable vows.

Phil sighed in relief, finally relaxing a little now that he knew his identity would be safe and he was able to actually put his full focus on what Harry had said to him earlier.

"You said you would show me something? Am I going to be meeting this mysterious informant of yours?" Phil asked, his tone was sardonic but he was actually quite curious. It wasn't every day that you met someone half your age that knew more about the Dark Lord than a real life Death Eater, he wanted to know who was feeding all of that impossible information to the boy.

Harry smirked and shook his head.

"No, my friend is rather . . . shy, and I don't think the two of you will be meeting for quite a while. As for what I have to show you, I ask that you trust me and do exactly as I say, which is nothing. What I am about to show you will be difficult to understand and may very well frighten you at first, but I assure you that there is nothing to be afraid of and I will be completely fine. I ask that you remain in your seat—or at the very least, the room—and that you do not try to leave until I come back." Harry articulated carefully, as if he were instructing a child.