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Roof Top - Diagon Ally, London – Night
Moving in on the roof top balustrade to discover Harry, in black body-suit and gauntlets, crouched, watching the Auror Headquarter across the Ally from the Used Robe store. He pulls on a black balaclava. Climb through the shadows using his Ninja spikes on his hands and feet. Shacklebolt cracked into Diagon Ally. Weary. Someone watches him from a roof top. It is Harry. Shacklebolt walks through the bullpen, pulling off his robe. Shacklebolt slumps into his chair, back to the window. Reaches for the Interdepartmental Memo – the lamp light goes out.
Harry: Don’t turn around.
Shacklebolt freezes – Harry is behind him, pressing a muggle wand between Shacklebolt’s shoulder blades as if it were a Wizard wand.
Shacklebolt: What do you want?
Harry: You’re a good auror. One of the few.
Shacklebolt narrows his eyes, puzzled.
Harry: Lucius Malfoy, brings in shipments of drug every week, nobody takes him down. Why?
Shacklebolt nervous speaks to Harry.
Shacklebolt: He’s paid up with the right people.
Harry: What would it take to bring him down?
Shacklebolt: Leverage on Cornelius Fudge. And a Wizarding DA brave enough to prosecute.
Harry: Nymphdora Tonks in the DA’s office.
Shacklebolt: Who are you?
Harry: Watch for my sign.
Shacklebolt: You’re just one man?
Harry: Now we are two.
Shacklebolt: We?
No response. Shacklebolt turns around. No, one. He jumps to the window – looks down, looks up: a shadow slips onto the roof – Shacklebolt races across the bullpen, drawing his wand, hits the stair wall – two junior auror see him go, run after him. Harry moves to the edge of the roof – The gap is too big. He turns back – The door smashes open. Shacklebolt wand is raised.
Shacklebolt: Freeze!
Harry races for the gap – leaps…drops fast…misses the top storey – grabs the balcony below. Wind, Harry climbs onto the wall. From the roof, Shacklebolt watches Harry melt into the Shadow. The junior auror arrive either side.
Junior Auror: What the bloody hell was that?!
Shacklebolt (dismissive): Just some Nut!
But Shacklebolt’s expression is less certain.
Moving in on the roof top balustrade to discover Harry, in black body-suit and gauntlets, crouched, watching the Auror Headquarter across the Ally from the Used Robe store. He pulls on a black balaclava. Climb through the shadows using his Ninja spikes on his hands and feet. Shacklebolt cracked into Diagon Ally. Weary. Someone watches him from a roof top. It is Harry. Shacklebolt walks through the bullpen, pulling off his robe. Shacklebolt slumps into his chair, back to the window. Reaches for the Interdepartmental Memo – the lamp light goes out.
Harry: Don’t turn around.
Shacklebolt freezes – Harry is behind him, pressing a muggle wand between Shacklebolt’s shoulder blades as if it were a Wizard wand.
Shacklebolt: What do you want?
Harry: You’re a good auror. One of the few.
Shacklebolt narrows his eyes, puzzled.
Harry: Lucius Malfoy, brings in shipments of drug every week, nobody takes him down. Why?
Shacklebolt nervous speaks to Harry.
Shacklebolt: He’s paid up with the right people.
Harry: What would it take to bring him down?
Shacklebolt: Leverage on Cornelius Fudge. And a Wizarding DA brave enough to prosecute.
Harry: Nymphdora Tonks in the DA’s office.
Shacklebolt: Who are you?
Harry: Watch for my sign.
Shacklebolt: You’re just one man?
Harry: Now we are two.
Shacklebolt: We?
No response. Shacklebolt turns around. No, one. He jumps to the window – looks down, looks up: a shadow slips onto the roof – Shacklebolt races across the bullpen, drawing his wand, hits the stair wall – two junior auror see him go, run after him. Harry moves to the edge of the roof – The gap is too big. He turns back – The door smashes open. Shacklebolt wand is raised.
Shacklebolt: Freeze!
Harry races for the gap – leaps…drops fast…misses the top storey – grabs the balcony below. Wind, Harry climbs onto the wall. From the roof, Shacklebolt watches Harry melt into the Shadow. The junior auror arrive either side.
Junior Auror: What the bloody hell was that?!
Shacklebolt (dismissive): Just some Nut!
But Shacklebolt’s expression is less certain.
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