Master of Death

You had ONE JOB!!

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Dumbledore curses as another nasty Stinging Hex is thrown his way by yet another guard. He is chained in place in a maximum security Holding Cell in the Ministry of Magic awaiting his trail! Him, the Lord of Light, being tried!! So he was a bit hasty in executing his plan, but it was the brat's fault for not being what he wanted him to be, for not doing what he wanted him to do! How dare that brat defy him!

'But' a dark twisted corner of his mind coos suddenly, 'we finally know that he is in fact an Omega... did you smell that virgin sweet scent, tinged in fear? Oooh, we can easily work around this...'

Indeed, he can. All he has to do is get Trelawney's Aunt to do the Purification ritual which will banish the sliver of Tom's soul from Harry's scar. Then he will redo the Xerxes Bridal Binding and once he moulds Harry into his ideal Omega... Oh yes...! He shivers with ecstasy as it means that not only will he have Potter has his perfect bitch, he will be the Lord of all his houses, and that includes Peverell! He can force those blasted Goblins to give him everything! He only needs to find the Wand again(he still hasn't figured who, when or how the Elder wand had went missing), the brat has the Cloak and he knows where the Stone is. Soon he will be the Master of Death as he should be!

And then, nothing will stand in his way...

“Avada Kedavra!” He jolts at the sound of the curse, fear he was going to be killed before he could enact his revenge, but he needn't have worried.

Mundungus Fletcher kills the two Aurors on duty, grabbing the keys to the cage and quickly gets it open and gets him free before handing him his favorite maroon and periwinkle robes, they are woven from Acromantula silk and lined with dragon hide, the seemingly silly swirls dancing around every inch were carefully disguised enchantments and seals to make him near impossible to harm. Nothing short of the Killing Curse and the Cruciatus Curse can penetrate the armor and magic protecting him!

He quickly uses a Switching charm to get his robes on. His old deadwood wand, 12 inches with Dragon Heartstring, while a comforting weight in his hand, was not the one he wanted. The pair rush out of the cell and runs into Emilia Vance and good old Elphias Doge around the bend, between the four of them, they drop several more Aurors, either knocked out or killed. Dung is leading them towards the Department of Mysteries, where there are no anti Apparation wards. By now the alarms had sounded and the air was growing rapidly freezing cold and the wheezing breaths of the Dementors chasing them echos behind them.

“Expecto Patronum!” Vance shouts, shooting out a fog of white light that hardly impedes the horde of Soul Suckers.

They dive through a door and as soon as Dung gets a few feet in, he grabs Dumbledore and Apparates away with Doge and Vance not even a beat behind them. Needless to say, Amelia Bones is beyond furious...

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Fudge was not happy with the news that Dumbledore had managed to escape and was even more upset because now he was writing to Harry Potter about the threat to his life! So far they kept this out of the media, but it will not be long before the public hears and then his headache will be 1000 fold. He was barely keeping his position as is and now with this, he is sure to be kicked permanently from office! As if he was still not cleaning up Umbridge's mess! The woman could not even keep her racist views and beliefs at bay long enough to get in good with the most elite of society even the Creature Society! If she had waited until they were in a favorable position where they can easily threaten the filthy beasts and have no repercussions due to their actions, then they would have made out like bandits!