[HP] Live free or die #2 (Patreon)

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Chapter #2: Dancing with the devil.

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Harry gulped, of all the things that could’ve happened after this awful day the worst thing that could end up happening becomes a reality, one of Voldemort’s personal dogs was in his home and he had his wand pinned against him.

“Don’t even try to get your wand out Potter or to scream, I already placed a silencing charm on the house,” the Malfoy heir said with an angry tone.

“What do you want Malfoy?” Harry couldn’t help but ask, he didn’t want to get in trouble but there didn’t seem to be a way out.

If he was going to die at least he was going to do it on his terms, and seeing all the things scattered across the place gave him an idea of what they wanted, he didn’t want to believe it was that but no other thing fitted in his mind.

“You know why we’re here Potter…You’re aware that my father is one of the members in charge of approving the inventions of your kind, right?” Malfoy asked with a smirk.

Harry nodded without flinching, knowing where this was going, but at least he wanted to take power away from Malfoy, he didn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking that he was in control of the situation.

“Yes,” Harry answered in a plain tone. “What about it?” Harry knew he was playing with fire and the moment the blonde’s wand sank deeper into his clothes was when he knew he had overstepped.

He hated himself for that but it was hard for him to control his emotions.

“Careful Potter, you’re playing with fire, you're dancing with the devil right now…And like I was saying, my father is not satisfied with your inventions, not because they’re bad…They’re actually pretty good and I’m surprised your parents don’t support your entrepreneurship,” Malfoy’s words took him by surprise.

After all, Harry’s inventions have been inspired by muggle technology, he wanted magical videogame consoles, magical internet, magical computers but those ideas were rejected, to hear that Malfoy liked his stuff made him feel proud, if someone as bigoted as him saw the potential in his work it means he was doing something right.

“Thank you for your kind words…My parents just don’t want to upset the government, that’s why they don’t support my work,” Harry confessed.

He tried to gain as much time as possible so he could find a way to get out of this situation but that idea was getting more and more difficult with each minute that passed.

“Yes, sadly, our lord doesn’t like those kinds of things, and his word is law, that’s why I came to put a stop to your nonsense before your family gets killed,” Draco’s words surprised him even more.

“A-and why would you want to prevent their deaths? And what are you planning to do with me?” Asked the dark-haired wizard before gulping.

“I have my reasons to care about your family and you know very well what I’m going to do, you know very well what happens to those who try to break the wheel,” Draco’s words made him gulp.

“You’re going to kill me…You're going to do what you and your friends do past curfew…Your father and his friends ordered you to kill me,” Harry couldn’t help but gulp.

“Yes, you’re going to die but let’s make things clear…My father didn’t send me, he doesn’t know I’m here,” Harry felt hopeful about it, maybe he could find a way to get out of this situation.

“You’re taking too long!” Those words destroyed every hope Harry had.

Joining them there was another guy, one Harry knew very well, one of the cronies that always followed Malfoy during their schooldays, it was Gregory Goyle.

“Come on Draco, let’s kill him and get back with your father and the others before they realize we’re missing, the hunting hour is about to start!” Goyle said with a wicked smirk.

“Stop that Goyle, there’s something we need to get before we kill him!” Malfoy hissed and the other wizard snickered. “We know you’re working on a project to emulate a muggle cellphone…We want everything Potter, give us what we need, and maybe, you’re going to get a quick merciful death!” Malfoy threatened him.

Harry tried to remain as calm as possible, however, this was not a good situation no matter how much you tried to look at it.

“And don’t even try to do anything funny, our eyes are going to be stuck on you,” Goyle said as he pointed his wand towards Potter.

"You flatter me," Harry said sarcastically with a disgusted expression.

At that moment Harry felt like he was going to become another brick in the wall, another fallen inventor whose death is going to get passed as accidental, he was tired, maybe this was for the best, it was better to die than to keep on living like this, he wanted to live free or die, he was free for a moment, maybe it was time for the dying part.

“Okay…Follow me,” Harry said with a defeated tone.

Soon, they walked around the place and entered his room, the things were scattered everywhere, his comics and manga were all over the place and his valuable muggle trading cards were in the same situation, luckily those were protected by sealed acrylic cases.

They moved around until they reached his bed and there, he went on his knees and grabbed something under the bed, he hesitated feeling a bit worried because what he was about to do was going to seal his fate, he couldn’t help but tremble, this wasn't an easy situation.

“Hurry up…Avada…” Malfoy said angrily and Harry just glared at him.

“This…Here it is, I hope to—” Harry stopped as he pulled a gun from under the bed. “See you in hell!” He shot a bullet at Goyle’s face and the wizard fell dead instantly.

This confused Malfoy, he had no idea what happened but this confusion gave Harry enough time to pull his wand out of his pocket, and before Malfoy could try to do anything to him, something else happened.

“Expeliarmus!” Harry said angrily and that was it, Malfoy’s wand was gone.

“W-what?” Malfoy couldn’t believe it.

They had the numerical and weaponry advantage and yet, now he had no wand, Goyle was lying on the floor with a hole in his forehead and a pool of blood under his head, and Potter, now not only he had his wand pointed at him but he also looked ready to use the device he used to kill Goyle again.

“P-please—” Malfoy didn’t even have time before his face was kicked and soon, there was nothing but darkness for him.

Malfoy didn’t know how long he was gone but he was awakened by a cold sensation that made him scream, it was frozen water, he tried to get his wand but soon, he realized something, he was tied on a chair and Potter was smoking in front of him, he had a wash bucket, it was clearly what he used to throw the cold water at him.

“Well, well, what to do with you?” Potter asked with a cold tone. “I could kill you and get rid of your body just like I did with Goyle,” Malfoy suddenly gulped.

He realized that he was right, they were in Potter’s room but there was no sight of Goyle nor his blood, it’s clear that while he was gone he took care of the evidence.

“Please Potter, I don’t want to die...Please, don’t kill me, you won’t kill your future brother-in-law, right?” Malfoy’s words shocked him.

It took a while for Harry to realize what was going on and soon, the reason why his brother never hooked up with that goddess Tonks became clear.