Godfather and Godson

Chapter 45: Night Attack

Suddenly waking up in the middle of the night to sounds of screaming and explosions, Harry groggily looked around. The Veela girls were deep into their sleep as all four of them laid scattered in the bed with limbs and body pressed against each other.

He still couldn't believe he had an orgy with these four lovely women. Any guy would kill to be in the spot he was, but then he was quickly taken out of it as he heard raucous laugher.

Curious about what was going on, he untangled himself from the girls and threw on some pants and shirt and walked out of the tent.

When he walked outside it was like he walked into a war zone, he had to do a double-take as he walked back into his tent which was normal and peaceful, then back outside which had people running around like headless chickens screaming at the top of their longs and smoke rising up to the air from the fires happening all about.

Grabbing the nearest person, he had to shake him to get his attention on him, and stop him from shivering like a cat put outside in the rain.

"What going on man? Tell me, god damn it!"

"D-death... Eater...." he studdering out. Letting go of him, Harry looked up into the skies and spotted what he was looking for a skull with a snake interwinding in it, the dark mark.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath, and just then out of the smoke a group of dark-robed men with skull masks on came into view. They laughed lecherously as they racked their eyes over all the Veela coming out of their tents.

"Would you look at the Josh, we have all these lovely women to ourselves," one man uttered as he chuckled deeply.

Another one, in a fanatic voice, declared, "They are non-wizarding trash, but you are right Finn. We will need to teach them the correct way."

"Couldn't agree with you any more Tom," another of the death eater chuckled in agreement.

"Stop right there," Harry called out as he stood in front of them. Counting them all up, he saw thirteen men in total. It would be a tough fight, but Sirius has been preparing him for this all summer.

He can do, he assured himself as he steeled himself for what was about to come.

"Don't step an inch more or else..." he treated as his wand glowed a deep black light.

Not looking back, he called out to the Veela women, "All of you back inside, I will handle this!"

"Would you look at that," one of the men laughed uproariously, "somebody wants to be the hero."

Taking up his call, all of them broke into a dark, evil chuckles, but one man that stood at the front, who he presumed to be the leader called Josh, that they let slip, looked closely at him.

"You are Harry Potter, aren't you?" the man asked as he could feel his eyes narrowing at him.

"So what if I am," he said with a shrug seeing no point in hiding his identity. "That won't change me taking you all down."

"Ha," one of the men barked out, "you think you can take us all down by yourself."

"I defeat your master at just one year old, what do you think I could do now?" he asked as a wicked grin spread across his face.

That seem to shake the men as he could feel the hesitation coming off of them, but quickly Josh pulled hem together. "Enough," he shouted, "he is only a child, we can take him on altogether. Make sure to bring him in alive or dead, we will present his corpse or tied up in a ribbon before one of the Lords were ample reward will await us all."