1 Year one. Getting sorted.
Hello, I am a Harry Potter fanati...fan. Can you believe that when Truck San ran me over, I ended up here? In Harry's cupboard! I am totally Isekaid! When I calculated the date, today it is Dudley's birthday and the trip to the zoo. I can hardly wait.
Regaining Harry's memories was disturbing, man, that boy got starved. Not a lot of beatings, only at accidental magic and neglect to a criminal level. But I want to play this out.
Just like canon, the fat ass wanted more presents to add to his pile of broken junk. His friend Piers Buttkiss came for the trip, and I was forced to come along.
I tried to get out of it by asking Petunia: "Aren't you afraid people look down on you for not having money enough, so you have to dress me in these rags?" I could have avoided the slap, but I would have gotten two more after. She said: "You follow us five steps behind you freak."
That is a nasty cow. Anyway, canon followed except for the snake scene, I am not a fan of the hunger games. All in all, a wasted day. I tried everything from fan fictions to getting wandless magic, but nothing worked, I knew I am getting shafted here.
The letters came, I kept a few for evidence, and let the rest play out like canon. Hagrid came in the middle of the night, even when you know he is coming and he is big… he is freaking huge!
When that fat ass ate my birthday cake I got angry, they didn't feed me for two days! Hagrid fed me eventually, the fun of being Harry is cooling down though.
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We arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, I think they put a lot of effort into letting it look like a shady pub, that or cleaning spells need a Masters' degree in household spells. I spotted Purple Stutter, when Hagrid introduced him I tried to take his hand and shake it, but the naffer acted like a scared virgin at the sight of her first dick. Meh, I'll smoke him some other time.
Gringotts, I skimmed the graffiti, I've seen better poems on public restrooms. Griphook took us with the fun carts to my vault, this time I explored my vault for goodies that my parents could have left. At the pile of gold, I asked Griphook: "How am I supposed to carry this? It weights a ton."
Griphook answered: "A mokeskin bag cost fifty Galleons Mr. Potter." I said: "And you happen to have one that I can buy?" the greedy ass grinned and said: "I have one for fifty-five Galleons." I grinned back: "For ten Galleon I will tell you something to prevent your bank to be embarrassed."
Meh, the naffer didn't catch the bait. I filled my bag with a shit load of Galleons and moved back up. I kept my key though.
When we passed a store with trunks, I said to Hagrid: "Can I buy a trunk first, then I can store everything directly in my trunk. Hah! Manor trunk coming up!… fuck these are expensive, it takes five months at least, and are custom made. I settled with a five-compartment trunk, one has an apartment completely equipped, spelled with all bells and whistles, and a bottomless bag for my schoolbooks, I was set for seven years. Hagrid was already getting drunk in the leaky.
I shrunk the trunk, hey that rimes! And went to Malkins for the robes. The blond ponce left the store when I arrived. Inside the store, I was the only client. A shop assistant came, and a half hour later I left with a complete wardrobe, muggle and wizarding alike. I made an excuse that I had a growth spurt, although that didn't fly, I am shrimp sized, but I think she understood when she could count my ribs.
The bookstore sold me the standard package for Hogwarts, and some more when I asked for the Slytherin supplement package. I browsed some more books about Household spells, etiquette, and the Noble Houses. Yes, I am seriously influenced by fan fiction… I hope Snape doesn't want to bugger me. That is a scary thought. Or Draco! In eighty percent of fan fiction starring him, he is gay or shagging Hermione.
Anyway, it is time to buy my wand. Again, cleaning charms have to be difficult going on the dust in that shop when I entered, I directly looked behind me, surprising him to find him out.
He said: "Ah Harry Potter, I was expecting you, I remember your mother had.." I tuned him out and explored the shop with interest, when I didn't hear a voice anymore I said: "One wand please." The old fossil was offended I did not listen to his speech.
He did the tape measure thing until I grabbed it away from my dingeling. I looked suspicious at him, is this creep a pedo? That started to give me different wands, twenty minutes later I asked: "Was there a point for that tape measure? I tried half your shop already!" At this point, he did not like me anymore, five minutes later I left with Voldemort's brother's wand. I parted with: "Keep this a secret Mr. Olivander, even from the headmaster, agreed?" He sputtered: "Mr. Potter, he needs to know."
I looked at him and returned the wand: "Is there another wand shop in the neighborhood? This one sells the secrets from his customers." He sighed: "You win Mr. Potter, I make a vow to keep it a secret."
The rest of the trip went like canon, when I passed Gringotts I went inside and changed some Galleons into Pounds. So when Hagrid put me on the train, I took one back at the first station.
There is no way I'll go back there this month, so I made a call to Petunia: "Aunt, I'll stay in London, see you next year." I am happy, they are happy. At the Leaky Cauldron I rented a room until one September and asked Tom to keep it silent, I did not want to get mobbed.
That month a scrawny kid did some more shopping, a Nimbus is a must-have, nutrient potions and growth potions, I let my eyes check out, a potion fixed it, so why… of course, the skinny kid needs to have glasses to look pitiful. I expanded my library with a book about occlumency and several about potions and herbology.
Magic theory, Wandless everything that looked interesting, and was mentioned a lot in fan fiction. I think I never studied that hard in my life. The potion regime let me grow a couple of inches and put some meat on my bones.
I focused on household charms and hygiene charms. I am getting good at that
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1 September! I took the floo to the station ten minutes before eleven and boarded the train I passed several empty compartments, so Ronny was on a mission to be my sidekick, I passed a compartment with a blond and a black-haired girl in it, I thought why not? It is better than spending time with a fanboy. Some fiction made him gay and crushing on me…
I knocked on the door, when one of them let me enter the compartment, I asked: "Do you ladies mind that I travel with you? My name is Harry Potter." Of course! If you are famous you have to use that. The girls looked at each other, the blond pretty one answered: "You may Heir Potter, My name is Heir Primary Greengrass, and this is Heiress secondary Davis." Ok… I am kissing hands here. Not the proper way it seems.
I did some damage control: "Pardon me if I did something wrong, I grew up with muggles and have not a clue about wizarding etiquette. I suppose the Heir Potter stands for something?"
Davis said: "You lived with muggles? You are the boy who lived don't you?"
I looked offended: "Of course, I am a boy and very much alive thank you. What does that have to do with where I grew up?"
Davis almost shouted: "Everything! There are books about your life in a castle with friends and house elves." I shrugged: "Well, that was not about me, I lived in a muggle home, had no friends or servants, and had to work hard to get fed. Maybe there is another Harry Potter alive."
Greengrass said: "Impossible, you are the last of the line. The last of the Potters."
I smiled sadly: "That seems not like a big deal, I got treated like dirt for ten years, nobody came to see me and now I am supposed to be the last Heir of a family? Did they hate my family? Nobody wanted to take me in?"
I shook my head and said: "Enough about the soppy stuff, what can you tell me about your customs, I noticed I did something wrong when I kissed your hands."
Greengrass was shocked, an ignorant Heir from an important House will cause problems but also create opportunities: "Alright Heir Potter, first, you don't kiss the hands, you just brush them with your lips. But if you want us to tutor you it will cost you."
I looked her in the eyes and said: "Obviously you both don't need money, so I guess a favor or my influence as the boy who lived."
Greengrass nodded: "Socializing with you will raise our standing in school among our peers."
I asked: "Did you consider the downside? That man that tried to kill me had a herd of followers, I think they are not happy I sent their boss to where ever dead wizards go too. It could make you a target"
Davis said: "There are ways around it. Both our houses are high up the hierarchy, so is House Potter, we can let it appear we have an alliance between our families. That way we can socialize without the interference of the Dark faction"
I thought for a minute and asked: "And the people that dropped me with my aunt? They are powerful enough to keep me there."
Greengrass answered: "Our families have a lot of influence, yours too by the way. The way I see it, they broke several laws to put you there."
I looked at them: "An alliance between House Potter, House Greengrass, and House Davis? I am all for it, what about your parents? What if they disapprove?"
Davis had an evil grin: "Our parents encouraged us to make connections with other Houses, including yours. Forming an alliance between Heirs is a normal step to make, although it mostly happens after our Owls." Somehow I feel like prey they are stalking, herding me in a certain direction.
I took my chance, I might as well have some fun: "Alright, let us form an alliance, how do we do that?"
Greengrass started to explain: "We set a contract up, in that contract we stipulate the conditions, mutual cooperation, and aid, also, as a fail-safe, an agreement not to enter a marriage contract without our mutual permission. That is necessary to prevent forced contracts. We are prime targets for fortune hunters, this agreement cancels it out." And there is the trap.
I looked puzzled: "Why didn't your parents do this before you board the train?"
Greengrass blushed: "We asked our parents to let us choose him ourselves." Well, whatever, I am going to spend seven years with them at school and I'll bet they are prettier than Weasley.
I said: "And you chose me? Well, to be honest, I need you more than you need me, so I am honored to be an ally for both of you, can you set the contract up?"
Davis looked around: "This compartment shakes too much we have to wait until we are in Hogwarts."
I enlarged my trunk and opened my apartment: "In here it is shock free. Let me first lock the door."
An hour later we formed an alliance, with a list of tasks and duties. Last came with mutual aid and an option to be the first choice in partners. Signed with our blood, yeah, a contract with the devil… pretty ones though, in threefold.
Daphne, yes I may call her that now, said: "I will send this to my account manager and let him set the two other copies to Tracey's and your account manager."
The rest of the trip was calm, I forgot to unlock the door, I shared my food and candy from my trunk, I stocked up with all kinds of things. The conversation came up the houses to sort in, I am not eager to enter the snakepit, if I do then I have Dumbledore watching me like a hawk.
Tracey said: "We thought to enter Slytherin, but now I am not so sure, there are a lot of sons and daughters from death eaters, I don't think you will be left alone, especially the albino idiot. So Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff? Griffindor is out for me, they are the opposite of Slytherin."
Daphne said: "Ravenclaw if possible, they let us study in peace." I shrugged: "Ravenclaw is fine by me." The girls took their job seriously, the rest of the trip was a study session. when the train arrived, Daphne's owl flew away with the contracts.
Xxxxx
The boats were fun, I managed to avoid Ron and Draco until we were in the chamber. Ron was talking about fighting Trolls, I mocked him and said: "You need three grown wizards to fight those mate, I think they set something on your head that reads your deepest thoughts and secrets, if you are a criminal or a daddy's boy, or even plain out stupid, they can refuse you and have to be homeschooled."
Sorting was fun. I whispered to Tracey: "Demand Ravenclaw, it will listen if you say the cunning ones sort in other houses."
Daphne also went to the claws, I felt sorry for Hermione and whispered: "The Ravenclaws have a library in their common room, the others do not, I even heard Gryffindors are bullies. The Claws dorm needs to be expanded because Hermione got Clawed.
My turn came up, the Hat said: "Hmm? That is new, Isekai is it called? WTF? We are in a children's book? Bloody fuck? Horcruxes? Alright, call on me if you need aid, you will need it. Better be Ravenclaw!"
The Griffs were disappointed, the Claws sheered, I sat between my Allies and all was well. When the food appeared I went over it with my ring, I bought one that could detect potions, once it was clear, I stacked my plate. Everyone was curious, a Chinese girl could not hold it in: "What did you just do with your ring?"
I answered: "checking for potions, it is easy to put a loyalty potion in your food, and the next thing you know you are worshiping the headmaster." Everyone protested, I nodded: "See? Loyalty potion, done over the years can cause your mind to be numb, and you even agree with the most stupid ideas."
An upper year said: "Name one stupid idea."
I looked at him and said: "The most stupid one I heard was that muggles stole our magic. The one that came up with that is almost brain dead."
He was offended: "How do you explain that muggles get their magic? There is no other way than to steal it from us."
I looked at Daphne and Tracey and said: "I thought this is the house of the smart?" I said to smarty pants: "Listen, and listen good mate, where do you drop your squibs? Where do you drop your criminals after their magic is bound?
Where do the students go that have their wands snapped? Don't you think there are wizards that go into the muggle world to have a good time with women with or without their consent?
And do you think if they have children that they are not magical? Now tell me, do you still believe they steal our magic? You are giving our magic away dum-dums!"
I smelled at the drinks, and said out loud: "Elves, can I have water, please. Thank you. This is another enigma, why do you all drink pumpkin juice? This smells and tastes awful. Maybe it is to mask the taste of the potions."
Tracey grinned: "We are going to have so much fun with Harry." Daphne nodded, setting the Ravenclaws in their place the first ten minutes after sorting was impressive. She added: "I am asking my father for such a ring. I think it is going to be useful."
I put my twenty cents with it: "Ask for one against mind magic too, I heard there are professors that can use Legilimency without that you can notice it. I heard the headmaster and a man called Snip are specialized in it."
An upper year asked: "How do you know all that?" I grinned: "I spent last month in Diagon Alley, you be amazed by the things you hear." The seeds are sown, now I just have to watch them grow.
Dumbledore's speech ended with certain death in the third corridor. I commented: "See? Loyalty potion, there is no other way he won't get fired for getting students in danger. What does he have there? A Cerberus?" Man, I have a blast. This is fun, messing with these airheads is easy.
at the riddle doorknob, the thing asked: "What comes first, the chicken or the egg?"
I was first to answer: "Neither, they evolved from a single cell to entities that can reproduce with eggs, you can say they came at the same time. There are also the theories of Darwin versus the religions that create controversies… The door opened while I was still lecturing! I was not even half done!
I winked at the girls and whispered: "Even if you don't know the answer, over bluff them with facts they can't check."
Daphne said to Tracey: "You are right Tracey, this is going to be fun."
I am very happy now, those Ravens have private rooms! Well, they are doubles, but those wimps are afraid of my intellect. When I lay in my bed I thought: "It has been a productive day, I made contact with the upper class, made the claws doubt themselves, and have a contract with two pretty girls."
I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Xxxxx
One of the first spells I learned was to set an alarm, it went off at six, so I could do my exercises, who told you that you need to train something like parkour? There are enough things that get you tired that can be done in a small space. An hour later I took a shower and dressed. At seven twenty both came down and inspected my clothes. Daphne said: "This is not acceptable, show us your room."
Fifteen minutes later I was 'barely acceptable' Tracey commented: "We will make a list and send it to Malkins, you just have to sign it and press your vault key on the signature. The magic recognizes it.
Penelope Clearwater guided us down to the great hall along the way, Granger's mouth did not stop talking for a second. Finally, I asked: "Miss Granger, when you are nervous do you hide it by talking? Because I think you are very nervous. Calm down and give us time to answer your questions. For your information, everyone is nervous, me too, we just are better at hiding it."
That stopped the talking, I sat between Tracey and Daphne, are they shielding me? Protecting their property? Anyway, Flitwick passed the schedules out, when he reached me he said: "Mr. Potter, after breakfast you need to see the headmaster."
I asked: "Why sir? What have I done? It is my first day here!" he answered: "I don't know, never the less he is expecting you after breakfast."
Daphne interrupted: "Any meeting of a student with the headmaster must be attended by the head of House. It is in the rules." I smiled gratefully at Daphne, that contract is paying itself already.
Flitwick frowned: "I have a class right after breakfast." I cut in: "The headmaster will understand if you rescheduled it, sir, after all, teaching students is more important than chatting with a celebrity student. You may inform him that I don't like to be famous, and don't hand out autographs. So if it is for an autograph tell him not to bother."
Flitwick went to the headmaster to reschedule, I said to Daphne and Tracey: "Girls, going into your compartment is the best idea I ever had." Flitwick came back: "Mr. Potter, the headmaster asks that you make an exception this one time."
I looked at him and asked: "Did he inform you of the subject of the conversation? No? Then I am sorry Sir, being called to the headmaster is a serious thing in the muggle world and I suspect here too.
As miss Greengrass said, it is in the rule book. Does the headmaster want to break the rules just for a talk? Then it is a conversation that I need your presence as my head of House for Sir."
Flitwick was conflicted, my logic was sound, he turned back to the headmaster I asked: "How many times does Professor Flitwick go up and down before the headmaster accepts his loss?"
Flitwick returned: "I am afraid the headmaster insists Mr. Potter, he said it is important."
I shot back: "But he still did not inform you what is so important? Sir, if it is important then it is essential that you are present in that conversation, and sir, I am getting more and more nervous about the intentions of the headmaster.
So I will say it loud and clear sir, I will never talk to the headmaster without your presence. If the headmaster is willing to skip over the rules then he is not to be trusted."
Flitwick was between a rock and a hard place. Daphne came to my help: "I will inform my father that the headmaster has an unhealthy interest in Heir Potter and needs investigation. Being headmaster does not give you the right to break rules, Sir."
Flitwick let his head hang down and returned to the head table, wishing he was somewhere else. We looked at our schedule, History was first, the older students warned us about the professor, and to make teams take notes. They are trolling us, he just reads from the textbooks, so an easy class.
Flitwick came back, I sighed: "I am sorry I make it hard on you Sir, you seem like an easy going friendly Professor. But can't you see for yourself that this is not right? Why is he so obsessed with me? Does he have romantic feelings for me? If he insists I will transfer to another school. I don't like to be bullied." And Flitwick was off again.
Tracey asked: "Would you leave for another school?" I joked: "What and leave you both behind? I just found you. No seriously, the only reason he can have me to his office is our contract from yesterday, which means he has a spy in Gringotts." Daphne added: "Or he is your guardian."
I smiled sadly: "Then that is all the more reason to never meet him alone. I had a crap childhood, and never had a visit from my guardian, so why bother now. Or he is stealing from me." Yep, I am throwing accusations left and right for everyone to hear.
Flitwick returned: "Mr. Potter, the headmaster is insisting to talk to you in his function as your magical guardian."
I sighed and raised my voice: "Sir, if he is my magical guardian, where was he for the last ten years? Sitting on that blasted throne, eating three meals a day, while I had some table scraps? Is he sleeping in a comfy bed sir?
Well, I was sleeping in the cupboard under the stairs for ten years SIR. If he is really my magical guardian then he can fuck off and die for all I care, SIR.
Was he ever punished for accidental magic SIR? Well, I got beatings for that SIR, My nephew had a fun game called Harry hunting, if they caught me, the grand prize was a good beating, SIR.
Were was my magical guardian? Sitting with his lazy ass on his throne, or worse, he knew it and didn't do shit about it. So tell him to fuck off! SIR" I practically screamed the last sentences. That will set tongues in action.
Flitwick was stunned, with a calmer voice I said: "The deputy headmaster knows about it too. My Hogwarts letter was addressed to the cupboard under the stairs. Ten years I slept there, nobody came to help me, now I am suddenly a celebrity? I am famous?
Why did nobody check up on me? Do Wizards like to abuse their orphans? Not a word, not a letter, and now I have to jump for that creep that dropped me off on the doorstep of my aunt? He didn't even knock on the door! They found me the next morning half frozen.
Well sir, is that a man to be alone with? I rather have the Aurors present or, Daphne, Tracey? Can I ask one of your parents as a witness during the meetings of the headmaster?"
It didn't escape Flitwick I was on a first-name basis he sighed: "I will reschedule the meeting Mr. Potter. You will never be alone with the headmaster if I can prevent it."
Penelope guided us back upstairs to get our books, I joked: "Well, going on Miss Clearwater's example, doing those stairs every day will give you nice legs. Sorry, miss Clearwater, that was out of line, I just wanted to lighten up the mood. My personal problems should not be the reason to ruin everyone's day."
Penelope smiled and answered: "That is alright Heir Potter, it is nice to hear a compliment once in a while."
Tracey pinched me in my side: "No flirting with other girls Harry, that gives the wrong impression." Damn, one day and already jealous? That is fast. I leaned over to Tracey and whispered: "Then flirting is allowed with you both?" Hah! I got her blushing!
Daphne softly said: "It is allowed and expected Harry." Crap! What contract did I sign again? Was there fine print?
2 First year. Trolling.
History was fun, I noticed my classmates taking notes like crazy, trying to follow Bins droning about Goblins. I nudged the girls and followed Bins's words from the textbook he recited word for word with my finger, after twenty minutes in class I stage whispered: "I think he is trained to recite from the books."
Hermione froze up, checked her book with her notes, and scowled. She still has trouble with her quill and her notes and hands are full of ink stains. One by one the others stopped taking notes and followed Bins reciting the book.
I said out loud: "We can use this hour to study, I already memorized half of this book." Bins just droned on, I commented out loud: "Even this book is not about History, I checked every course book, and it is all propaganda against Goblins." Everyone started to page through the course book, it was filled with Goblins and their uprisings.
Soon we were discussing the textbook with each other and discussed the accuracy. I stated: "If they want to let us believe that the only thing our ancestors did was fight some Goblins, what else are they hiding? Is the school not proud of our ancestors?" Bins never stopped talking, completely forgotten.
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Next was Charms with the Puffs, we followed Penelope, still a nice ass and legs, to Flitwick's classroom.
The poor dude got assaulted by my classmates about Bins. Hermione summed it up: "What use is a teacher if the only thing he does is reciting from a book? We can read that for ourselves. I tried to ask Professor Bins a question, but he looked at me and continued his reciting. Did my parents pay for this?"
Flitwick was sweating bullets, normally this talk happens after the new year, not on the first day.
I said to Hermione: "That is to save money, miss Granger, did you see the outfit of the headmaster? That must have cost a fortune." In other words, Dumbledore is embezzling from school.
Ten minutes later he could start on wand safety and Magic Theory on Charms, that lesson was interesting, so I did not interrupt it. I was still dead set on Wandless magic, so I compared Flitwick's words with the book about wandless. I am certain I have it learned in our third year.
Flitwick ended with teaching Lumos to us. A spell found in my household spell books. It is amazing what useful spells you can find in those books. I have one on cooking, gardening, grooming, maintenance, and cleaning. With a bit of imagination, that is all you need to know to survive in this world. My Lumos was first, and the brightest, and I got my first points! This is so cool, I received points in bloody Hogwarts!
When class ended Flitwick held me back, Daphne and Tracey stood by my side. I said to Flitwick: "Miss Greengrass and Miss Davis are my Allies, I have no knowledge of this world and they are assisting me to help me understand. You can say everything to me in their presence Sir.
If I must guess, the headmaster wants to discuss my Alliance with Heiress Davis and Heiress Greengrass."
Tracey commented: "Sir, you must have noticed the grave crimes the headmaster committed to Heir Potter? Letting the last Heir of such an important House grow up with abusive muggle relatives is unforgivable. We demand to be present with every meeting Heir Potter has with the faculty."
Go, Tracey! Pound him into the ground! Flitwick almost groaned, usually, those types end up in Slytherin.
Flitwick sighed and said: "I'll accompany you right after dinner to the headmaster's office Heir Potter."
Daphne tilted her head and said: "We will be ready Professor." These girls are worth their weight in gold!
We hurried to the great hall for lunch where we heard Hermione complain about Bins to the grinning upper years. Roger Davis, Tracey's elder brother, complimented Hermione: "Congratulations Miss Granger, this is the fastest of the current years that noticed it. We are impressed."
Tracey bragged: "Heir Potter pointed it out to us in the first five minutes."
Hermione protested: "No, it was a half hour at least!"
I shrugged: "I was giving you all a chance to find it out yourselves. After all, things you learn for yourself are easier to remember than the things you are told."
An upper year asked: "Who said that quote?"
I looked at him and answered: "I don't know, there are seven billion people in this world, so someone must have said it once or twice."
After lunch, we had potions, so we had to do those stairs to our dorm, I felt sorry for the girls and put featherweight charms on their book bags. Tracey smiled and joked: "I knew you would be handy to have around."
I grinned and said: "I can do better my lovely maiden, if you noticed my book bag, it has an extension charm and a weightless charm on it. I carry all my books in my bag and don't need to do all those stairs."
Daphne asked: "Then why are you doing them?" I shrugged: "I like the company, they are smart, witty, and pretty." Ah! Two blushing maidens. That is one expected flirt for the Alliance. They are happy with it too.
Xxxxx
Potions… basically cooking with magic, using disgusting ingredients. Snape did his grand entrance, complete with the billowing cloak, the naffer repeated the stuff from Canon word for word.
"Ah, Potter, our new celebrity." I cut him off and said: "Thank you sir, but I am new to this fame, treat me like any other student please."
That was not what he expected, he tried again: "Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root to an infusion of wormwood?" I answered: "Nothing to be proud about... sir, it needs more ingredients to make a drought of the living dead. I believe we learn that in the third year… Sir."
That cut him short, it was the second time I took him by surprise: "Ten points from Ravenclaw for showing off." I asked: "You are taking points for answering correctly… Sir?"
"Twenty points from Ravenclaw for disturbing my class. You are just as arrogant as your father." Snape felt good when he took points from me… don't tell me those fan fictions were right? He wants to be my... Daddy?
Daphne came to my rescue: "Sir, we will dispute those points before the board of Governors. This is unprofessional behavior. We will deliver the complaint threefold as required according to the school rules." Go my lioness! Rip him in pieces! Roar!
Snape didn't have a comeback, the Greengrass family had a lot of power and Potter is hiding behind her skirt. With a move from his wand, he said: "The recipe is on the board, you have one hour."
Hermione fumed: "Sir? First, it is Professor Bins that recites from the books, now you are doing the same? I could do this at home! I miss high school to study magic, and now you show me I can home-school this?"
I added: "That is true! Where is the explanation of how to prepare the ingredients? Cauldron safety? How and why do we need to stir the potion? We get better explanations in a cooking class." I better take the heat from Hermione, she is a muggle-born without the backing of Allies.
Snape fumed: "Fifty points from Ravenclaw for disrespecting me."
I shrugged: "Make that a hundred… sir, there was more than the fifty points worth of disrespect."
Snape yelled: "A hundred points from Ravenclaw and detention for a month Potter!"
Tracey dryly commented: "We will file this dispute with the previous complaint Sir, in threefold of course. I think I'll send a memory of this to my parents. This is hardly professional behavior."
Daphne added: "If this is the level of education of Hogwarts, then I might follow Heir Potter to Ilvermorny… sir." Burn! Take that grease ball.
Snape lost it: "Class dismissed!" He turned and left with a billowing cloak.
I commented: "Daphne? Did you see that cloak move? I know the spell for it, I am going to try it on me, tell me if it works." I had fun spelling all cloaks to billow, even the puffs wanted to learn that spell.
Xxxxx
At dinner, the Claws were back to zero points, the loss of a hundred and eighty points on one afternoon was discussed, and my classmates explained it all, causing the Claws to revolt. Getting punished for answering correctly is against all things Ravenclaw stands for.
Poor Flitwick took another bashing. Tracey handed his copy of the disputes: "No hard feeling sir, we learned a lot in your class, but we are still discussing who is the worst teacher, Professor Bins or Snape."
After dinner, Flitwick guided us to the headmaster's office. Dumbledore's eyes lost the twinkle when he saw Daphne and Tracey. I lost my twinkle when I spotted the grease ball.
Dumbledore said: "Miss Greengrass and Miss Davis, your presence here is not needed lease return to your common room. Professor Flitwick will guide you there." that is a smooth trick, getting rid of three at the same time.
I cut him off: "They stay here headmaster, if one has to go then it is Professor Snape, last time I checked I am a Ravenclaw. My Allies are staying. Now, why are you calling me here for? It is not even one day in school."
Dumbledore: "Harry my boy…" I held my hand up and stopped him right there: "I am not your boy, sir nor did I give you permission to call me Harry. Keep it on a professional level please."
Snape could not keep quiet: "You arrogant brat! You are as worse than your spoiled father."
I shot back: "What do you know whether I am spoiled or not? Do you think Aunt Petunia spoiled me? Now headmaster what is the reason you called me here?"
Dumbledore was surprised by my defiance: "I called you here to discuss the Alliance you made without my approval Harry."
I interrupted again: "I don't need your approval, Albus. This is between Houses Greengrass, Davis, and Potter there is no Dumbledore."
Dumbledore frowned: "I am your magical guardian Harry, and address me as headmaster. All issues concerning you need my approval."
I shrugged: "You call me Harry, I call you Albus. So the issue of me, being dropped on my aunt's doorstep without knocking on the door was approved by you? Or that I had to sleep in a cupboard under the stairs? Did you approve of the beatings when I did accidental magic? Did you approve that I thought my name was freak until I went to school? Keep your nose out of my business Albus, you were useless for the ten years I needed your approval and help. House Greengrass and Davis helped me more in one day than you in ten years. Tell me, Snape, do you still think I am a pampered boy?"
I turned around and left. Daphne and Tracey followed, at the door, Daphne said: "A memory of this conversation is going to my father, good day, Mr. Dumbledore, I've lost all my respect for you."
Flitwick followed, he too stopped in the doorway: "Albus, even when half of what Mr. Potter said is true then you are lucky he didn't turn into an obscuros. I fear Lord Greengrass' response to your attempt to break that alliance. And Severus? Those three are off-limits for you. No matter how much you hated James, you can't take your revenge on his son. That makes you worse than James."
Xxxxx
Everything settled after that, we used Bin's hour to do a combined study hour with the puffs, Snape did some effort at teaching after a meeting with the board of Governors. The Stuttering Turban… meh I ignored him.
We were good at our spells, we managed them after only a few tries, Hermione wormed her way into our little group, she contributed a lot once she lost her trust in the staff, our group grew with Padma and Su Li.
At Halloween, I kept a good look at who is missing at the table. When Stuttering Turban barged into the Great Hall yelling "Troll!" and faked fainting, I sprinted to him and put my hands on his throat: "Sir are you alright?" I moved my fingers and put them on his eyes and opened them. By now his skin was burning, with a good grab on his throat as a parting gift, I caught the last command of Dumbledore to move to the dorms.
With a sonorus, I called: "Hufflepuff and Slytherin are in the dungeons, you idiot! Do you want them to die? Everyone stay here and look who is missing!" Now I hope Ron didn't bully someone else.
Stuttering Turban was smoking, his skin and throat slowly turned to dust. With a last scream, a black cloud with Voldy's face floated out of the Hall. I spotted Susan Bones and said to her: Can you call your aunt? This is an emergency." Susan nodded and broke a crystal on her necklace.
I rushed to the twins and said: "Check your map for the troll and for students out of the hall. I explain later, check your map now."
A few seconds later they said: "The troll is on the second floor, there is nobody around. Ah! The teachers found him."
Fred: "We expect"
George: "An explanation Heir"
Fred: "Potter."
I grinned: "Mischief managed guys."
When I returned to the girls, only Daphne and Tracey noticed my actions, both grabbed an arm and pulled me aside. Daphne asked: "What did you do to Quirrel? He went up in smoke!"
If they would be a few years older I would enjoy their grip on my arms more, I answered: "I saw that fool with his fake stutter stage fainting, and wanted to mess with him a bit by slapping his face, and searching for a heartbeat until I heard the idiot order Hufflepuff and Slytherin to the dungeon where the troll was supposed to be. So I objected and canceled his command."
Tracey sighed: "You truly are a Hero."
I agreed: "Yes, better even, I am your Hero, we have a contract remember?" They grabbed me tighter and giggled.
The doors of the great hall slammed open and a team of Aurors barged in, followed by a woman with a monocle and an impressive rack. She went straight away to Susan Bones for an explanation. While the Aurors asked the upper years what was going on. I saw Susan extract a memory, Madam Bones stored it in a vial. After that, Susan pointed at me.
Madam Bones approached me, up close those tits are drawing the attention away from the monocle. Two pinches brought me back to reality. Madam Bones said: "Heir Potter, I have to thank you for protecting the students from harm. If the students encounter a Troll, then there would be injuries or causalities. Heiress Bones also said you were close to Professor Quirrel when he burned up, can you explain what happened?
Of course, I am happy to frame the goat: "Madam Bones, when Professor Quirrell stormed into the Great Hall he yelled "Troll in the dungeons" and he fainted, I wanted to make sure he was alright and not hit his head on the floor, so I rushed to him and put my hands on his neck to search for a heartbeat, then I lifted his eyelids but he looked me straight in the eye.
Then, at that moment I heard the idiot order the students to their dorms. I canceled that order to prevent them from meeting that Troll. I think it is the Troll they keep on the third floor behind the Cerberus and the Devils Snare.
I think it is a part of an obstacle course for the upper-year students, but first years can compete too. I managed to bypass the Cerberus, and the Devil snare is easy too, but getting back out is causing me trouble, so I haven't been down there."
Yes! Throw Albus under the bus! Run him over with Truck San! Madam Bones was digesting my statement. Finally, she asked: "How do you know there is a Troll down there?"
I shrugged: "Deduction madam, the first obstacle came from Hagrid, I think its name is Fluffy, the second is from Professor Sprout, so I guess there are other Professors contributing, how else would a Troll find its way inside? There are wards against them I hope."
Madam Bones shouted: "Shacklebolt! Robarts! Dawlish! Go to the third floor and inspect what is going on in this mad house! Heir Potter? Can you provide that memory?"
I might as well do that, I inspected the third floor to make sure Canon was still going strong. So I played a little music and inspected the hatch, like I said, there was no ladder to get back up. I extracted the memory, Tracey and Daphne taught me that and handed it to Madam Bones.
Xxxxx
The aftermath was devastating for the staff, they got their ears waxed in front of the students, especially Dumbledore and his idiot command, she shouted at him: "If even a first-year student knows where the dorms of other houses are, why in Morgana's name would you sent half of your students to their death? Are you getting senile?"
Dumbledore saw me smirk at him, my occlumency is at a stage that I can feel the probes, and Dumbledore probed. I touched my head and shouted out loud: "Headmaster? Did you just use Legilimency on me? That is highly illegal!"
Dumbledore was caught red-handed right in front of Madam Bones, he back paddled: "That must be your imagination, Harry."
I told him: "It is Heir Potter or Mr. Potter to you, Albus! I studied occlumency and felt your probe."
Madam Bones fumed: "Albus Dumbledore! You are to get a medical examination at St Mungo's! There must be something wrong with your brain. Right now! Robarts will accompany you there. If you don't comply then I will call the board and demand your resignation. What will it be? Remember, the students you sent to the Troll have several Heirs from important houses in them, including my niece."
Ah, that made my day. I gave Daphne and Tracey a one-armed hug and said: "Have I told you today how happy I am for having you both at my side? Thank you both for teaching me." They blushed, so my flirt of the day was done.
Dumbledore called in some favors, and the next day he sat on his throne again. Griffindor followed my girl's footsteps and filed one dispute after another, on my advice sending a copy to madam Longbottom along with a memory of how Neville is treated by Snape.
Dumbledore called a lot of favors to keep his butt boy in school. Snape started teaching after Granny Longbottom was done with him.
Life was good after that, Now that Voldy was out, I went to the Room of Requirement and tested it out. The day after I showed the room to Daphne and Tracey, and demonstrated it. We entered a cozy room with couches, a fireplace, and some bookshelves
I spread my arms and dramatically said: "Behold Rowena's secret chamber!" Daphne was not impressed: "It is just a room Harry."
I grinned: "Oh yeah? Close your eyes, please. No peaking Tracey… Now open your eyes."
Before their eyes was a beach with waves rolling in. slack-jawed they went to the water and tasted it, real salt water? I said: "I don't recommend drinking or eating any of this, it is not real. Now, have you ever heard of a bikini? There are some on that stand."
Tracey and Daphne walked dazed to the stand, an assortment of bathing suits was waiting, from teeny-weeny to full-body suits. At my command, two rooms appeared to change, a few minutes later I was on the beach, having fun with the girls and enjoying the view.
An hour later we left the room, I asked: "Do we tell anyone? Tracey slapped my arm: "You want to see other girls in their bathing suits?"
I shot back: "Why would I want that? I have already the two most beautiful girls in school that I can feast my eyes on." That was a successful flirt of the day.
Saturday after dinner was beach time, the questions where we go I answered: "It is the weekly meeting of the Alliance." That was true in a way.
When Christmas came up, Daphne invited me over to her place. Of course, when I signed up, I was notified that I was not allowed. When I asked McGonagall why they refuse me to visit a House of my Alliance, she answered: "It is not safe for you."
Daphne raged: "Are you implying that House Greengrass are criminals Professor? Who fooled you to believe that?" McGonagall said stiffly: "I owe it to his parents to keep him safe."
I was fuming: "Madam McGonagall! You dumped me at my magic-hating relatives to get abused for ten years, and now you are owing it to my parents to keep me from my friends? ARE YOU CRAZY? I will go to the Greengrasses, I dare you to try and stop me!"
McGonagall was shocked by my outburst, I added: "The headmaster can't manipulate me anymore Madam, don't go down with him. I have an Alliance with House Greengrass and House Davis, it is in the contract that we can't harm each other or their House. So if you worry about my safety, then knock some sense in that old man's head." Hey, I am getting better at my rants.
Xxxxx
The train ride was fun, the Greengrasses were a nice family, Astoria greeted me with a stack of books to sign, much to Daphne's embarrassment, I shrugged and signed them.
I had a serious talk with Lord Davis and Greengrass about the living conditions at the Dursleys, I provided some memories from my time there, a beating from my uncle where he was raging about finding me on the doorstep with a note, Petunia teaching a little kid to prepare breakfast, dear Dudley and his Harry hunt. And a visit to my cupboard.
Lord Greengrass called Madam Bones and child services. Yes, they have them.
When Lord Greengrass showed the memories, the woman from child services asked me: "Did you never report it?"
I shook my head: "Some teachers noticed it, a few days later they transferred to another school." I showed my letter from Hogwarts: "I hid the first letter, anything with magic on got me a beating, the next day there were two letters, I got those too, the next day four, they moved me to the smallest bedroom, eight letters, the day after the front lawn was crowded with owls. We packed and ran away.
Hagrid picked me up and took me to Diagon Alley, when he put me on the train to the Dursleys, I left at the next station and went back to the Leaky Cauldron.
I asked Tom to keep me a secret, and I spend a month in Diagon Alley. I discovered nutrient and growth potions and have been using them to correct my body to normal."
I presented the letter from Hogwarts, which got them in a frenzy, I provided the memory of the owls on the lawn. And the trip to Diagon Alley with Sirius's bike.
Finally, Madam Bones asked: 'Cyrus? Can you call your healer, please? I want a full report on his physical condition."
When the healer was done, my magic was unblocked, a blood tracker and a drain to blood wards removed and a foul piece of magic locked in my scar, of which I said: "Just cut it out completely."
Well, it worked, bye-bye voldy. The adults were scared out of their skin when a vapor with Voldy's face screamed and faded away.
The next day, we visited Gringotts and showed the Mail block on my body and the redirection to Dumbles. It was the day Dumbledore lost the guardianship over yours truly and a big chunk out of his vault. I was happy to let Lord Greengrass take custody of me. It felt kind of nice spending time with the family, in the evenings, I read the Harry Potter books with Astoria, she snuggled close to my side so we could read the same book, under Daphne's jealous eyes.
Tracey, a frequent visitor, chuckled each time Daphne glared, at last, she whispered: "Relax Daffy, we have him for the rest of the school year, remember the beach? Maybe we need to take the smaller bikinis."
The rest of the school year was smooth sailing, with no harassing Snape, and no death traps. I ignored every request of Dumbledore to talk to me with the same answer, make an appointment with Lord Greengrass. The Bikini's of the girls had less and less fabric, I complimented them of course, after all, it was in the contract.
After a year of working out with a potion regime, I finally reached my goal, I was a hunk! Daphne and Tracey were salivating when they looked at me. I grinned: "You know, it is allowed and expected to flirt with me too." A double hug from two girls in bikinis feels so much better.
3 Year Two. Locked.
I slapped their bums and said: "I am going to miss our private beach. Come, we have to study for our exams on Monday, and if we stay here any longer then I could go too far."
Tracey grinned: "Define too far Heir Potter?" I hugged Tracey and untied the knot of her top, I said softly: "Well, Heiress Secondary Davis, I could remove your top and admire your boobs. I already untied it, do you want me to remove it or wait?"
Blushing, Tracey stammered: "I am not ready yet Harry, next year maybe, or the year after... Daphne, can you tie it back up please?" Laughing, Daphne tied her top back.
I smiled: "Now we know our borders, tell me when I go too far… or not far enough. I think it is proper to let you both set the steps."
Daphne hugged me and said softly: "You can count on it Heir Potter, you made this year wonderful for us. We let you know when to move forwards."
Xxxxx
The Sunday before exams, I cornered the Weasley Twins: "Brothers of mayhem, source of chaos, I need to have a look at The Map, for a fee of course.
The twins took me to an empty classroom, I shook my head: "My dear ignorant brothers, did you know that the headmaster of the school can control the paintings and use them to spy on your actions? I'll bet he knows before you what prank you are going to do. Then you have the elves that follow you around, although they mostly follow me around."
We moved to a secure spot and they activated the map, with a quick look I confirmed the location of Scabbers. I looked at them and said: "Men, you are under a spell, what do you see on your brother Ron's bed?"
F: "Scabbers of"
G: "course"
I said: "Well, I see a different name. Let me ask you a question, how old is the rat?"
F: "Quite"
G: "old"
"Let us make a deal, I need a rat to upset my relatives, Ron's rat is very old so I doubt he will survive the summer, give the rat a sleeping potion and put him in this cage I will buy the rat for a hundred Galleons, you guys buy Ron another pet and the rest is for you. I heard your eldest brother is a curse breaker, let him check you out. Do we have a deal?" And maybe check your arse too.
F: "Why do you"
G: "need Scabbers Harry?"
I shrugged: "I need Scabbers to free Padfoot. It is the only way. No mix-ups guys, or another rat from the dungeons."I handed the cage and the hundred Galleons. A half-hour later they returned with Scabbers, they let me check it on the map. I asked them: "Think for a minute brothers of mayhem, do the names of animals and pets show on the map?"
F: "No, only the"
G: "names of Familiars"
F: "Witch Scabbers"
G: "is not."
I nodded: "Remember, give him a replacement pet, the rest is for your joke shop." When they left, I unshrank my trunk, I carefully aimed and amputated his little feet. Running away without feet will be hard, little rat. Once done, I put Scabbers in a locked compartment of my trunk. After that, I searched the RoR for the tiara. It took me two full hours to find the bloody thing. I levitated it in a dragon hide bag, put it in a lead-covered case, and hid it apart in my trunk locked away, the girls sometimes get in there to arrange my things.
To prepare for my move, I did an anonymous tip to Alastor Moody, telling him Barty Jr. is at home under an Imperio. A few days later it was big news. Junior got his last kiss and senior a room next to Sirius
Xxxxx
We rushed through the exams with no problems, our study group was expanded to the Hufflepuffs, after Halloween, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot joined the group, we confiscated an empty classroom and made it into our study hall, and on occasion, Parv-Parv and Lav-lav joined a session, so was Pansy and Millicent. Ron took a look and turned around to play chess.
We tutored them all on occlumency, telling them that Dumbledore and Snape are good at it and have no problem seeing their memory of this morning's shower. After that comment, they became scary-focused.
Where was I? Ah, exams, the replacement of Stuttering Turban was a retired Auror, he was very good, this is why I want to remove the Tiara, I guess the spell is linked to that thing.
Hermione topped the score, closely followed by Daphne and Padma, Tracey and I were next. Susan and Hannah were high up too. Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle were bottom feeders. Malfoy? Who gives a shit? I outperformed him at every turn, and he got tired to be humiliated by me.
With my magic unblocked, I had no problem with spells, I even progressed with wandless. I know! Wandless is like the one-eyed guy in the kingdom of the blind… or something like that.
The train ride home was fun, I was the only guy among the girls, they objected when I offered to move to another compartment so they could have girls… whatever it is called. I got sandwiched by my girls though, they took no chances.
Xxxxx
At the station, Lord Greengrass and Davis were waiting for me with their wives. The wives took the kids home, while the Lords apparated me to the ministry and entered Madam Bones' office.
Madam Bones asked: "Alright Heir Potter, what is so urgent that it can't wait until tomorrow?"
I gathered my thoughts: "Friends of mine that want to be kept out of the public have a map of Hogwarts, that map shows every person and Familiar. On that map there was an anomaly, what they read was the name of their brother's pet rat, I saw the name Peter Pettigrew, the man that is supposed to be dead.
Then I went through the Daily Rubbish from those months after the attack, and I saw no report of my godfather's trial. So, I bought the rat, it is in my trunk, can you check if he is an animagus?"
I opened the trunk and took the rat out. Madam Bones cast the spell and here-here there is an animagus! Peter got stunned and forced back into his human form. After a strip search, they found Voldy's wand. I did an oopsy and accidentally broke it.
The ministry was in an uproar, the records of Sirius's trial proved he never had one. After interrogation with veritas potion, Peter confessed it all, He bad, Sirius Good. The confession was witnessed by two Lords, the head of the DMLE, and three senior Aurors, it was reason enough to get Sirius out of Askaban. When Fudge came sputtering in, I made it clear he won't survive reelection if he breaks the law and hindered my godfather's release. I said: "My godfather is innocent minister, he is put there by the previous minister, Dumbledore, and Crouch, you can come out more popular." Crouch was in the doghouse anyway.
Dumbledore got another black eye. Especially when I pointed out that he dropped me at the Dursleys before my Godmother got attacked.
I asked for his removal from his position as Chief Warlock of the wizengamot. If he has no problem imprisoning a friend and letting enemies free with a bribe and I'm Impero'd. He surely must be slipping into insanity. Even more when it came out Pettigrew was in Hogwarts for five years.
When the craziness was almost over, I took Madam Bones, Lords Davis, and Greengrass apart and said: "There is even a more serious matter, remember my scar? I found a room in Hogwarts that was filled with discarded items, I found a Tiara with the same taint that was on my scar. It is the Tiara from Rowena Ravenclaw, and I think Voldemort did something with it."
Hey, Croaker is real! I thought he was a made-up dude from fan fiction. I did my story again, provided the memory, and let them worry about it, I did mention there could be more of them.
Xxxxx
Home! No more Dursleys, in Astoria I have my private Koala, although she is getting a bit old for that, she just turned eleven and is bound for Hogwarts.
The girls found a new way to tortur… keep me busy, freaking dancing lessons, don't get me wrong, holding a girl in your arms is heaven, but if you can't dance for shit? Cushion charms were needed... a lot. Well, I got three girls spinning me around all day, I was bound to get better, once or twice I let my hand wander down south and cop a feel on their bum. A whisper that they are looking hot and the flirt of the day was done.
Sirius needed a few months to recover, that naffing dog took three nurses with him to his island in the Caribbean. I'll hog the island next year, no, the year after.
Xxxxx
I visit Gringotts and Lord Greengrass guided me through my finances, Daphne and Tracey were present, as my advisers. At the questioning look from Lord Greengrass, I said they have my complete trust and were responsible for most of the good things that happened last school year.
Well… No Mansion or a busload of elves, the naffers from the ministry confiscated the cottage. I did have a couple of million Galleons, some shares in companies hah! Goody! 20% of the Daily Manure.
Mum did some good investments on the muggle side, and they were increasing by the day. I looked at Daphne and Tracey: "A house can wait until I am sixteen. I am in no hurry to move out, then we will be older and know more about interior design and stuff." That comment made them happy and made their hands wander south during the dancing lessons. It still counts as a flirt of the day.
Xxxxx
Astoria loved to tease Daphne by hogging my time, until I whispered in her ear: "You better think this through Tori, Daphne is going to be the head wife, are you ready to be third after Tracey?"
That put the brakes on Astoria, she didn't think that far. At Astoria's changed behavior, I explained what I said to her: "Simple Daphne, I asked her to think it through if she wants to be wife Nr. three or not. I guess she wants one of her own."
Daphne sighed: "Good, I love her very much but I don't want to share you with her."
I nodded: "That would make our bed activities a bit awkward, having Astoria looking at us when we make love… she would give pointers or commands."
Daphne's brain froze over with that mental picture and she blushed, I teased: "Oh? Would you like that? Or is that Tracey's task? Do you like to be watched, Daphne? I know I love to watch you, my eyes are glued on yours and Tracey's body at the beach."
Daphne came back to her senses: she pecked me on my cheek and said: "After your birthday Harry, don't be impatient." My birthday could not come fast enough.
Xxxxx
One evening, I got an idea, I stepped outside the ward border and yelled Winky! House elf from House Crouch!" With one kissed, and the other for life in Askaban, will get her drifting. A disheveled elf popped in front of me, she asked: "What does mister want from bad Winky?"
I got on one knee and asked: "I am in need of a good elf, I have two girlfriends that want to be my wife someday, so I am in need of a good elf to take care of them. Do you want to be a House Potter elf Winky? I would love to have you in my family."
Winky could not believe it, she is wanted! And even two mistresses! Winky nodded eagerly: "Winky wants to be a Potter elf very much" I laid my hand on her head and said: "I accept Winky as a House Potter elf So Mote It Be!"
It was a nice glowy show: "Now Winky, clean yourself a bit up, here are some Galleons and make some proper maid clothes for you, you know, with a proper dress you will attract the attention of the best elves, you can have your pick."
Winky was awed and asked: "Winky can make babies too?" I nodded: "Yes, but in a few years we need to build a new house first with nice quarters, especially for house elves. Now, I want to introduce you to Darry, clean yourself a bit." With a snap, Winky was brand clean.
I called: "Darry? Ah, Darry, this is Winky, I took her into my family to take care of Daphne and Tracey, can she stay here with you and the others? She can help out if you have something to do for her. I will inform Lord Greengrass." Darry looked at Winky, two pops later they were gone.
Winky was a big hit with Daphne and Tracey, even more, when she appeared in a nice maid costume.
My next target… I went out the ward line again and called: "Dobby! House elf of Malfoy come here please!"
Dobby popped in: "Harry Potter sir is calling poor Dobby?" I asked: "Is your master planning to use the evil book in Hogwarts?" Dobby nodded: "Harry Potter knows? Dobby did not tell anyone!"
I calmed him: "That is alright Dobby, your master's plan is to put the evil book with a student, I want you, once the book is given to a student, to take the book and give it to me, I am a student too, so it is all the same. I can destroy the evil in the book. So, if you can't reach me, call Winky, she is the new House Potter elf. If you succeed, I'll think of a way to free you, and if you like, become a House Potter elf."
The little guy almost burned a fuse and popped away. That will get me another Horcrux.
Xxxxx
What to do next… ROOSTERS! I am going to take care of a basilisk! Impress the Ladies with my awesomeness, maybe a few pictures, Collin Creepy starts next term, Ginny too… a Potter fan club? Share my awesomeness? Nah, I better keep my girls happy, I have them almost out of their clothes.
The smallest bikinis are some strings and a little patch just enough to hide the lips and clit. They kept staring at it for a long time but didn't have the nerves to put it on. Next year, this year they are only thirteen, so it will be kissing and some above-the-covers touching.
My birthday came, it was the first time it was celebrated, all our friends were invited, I even invited the twins, Ron and Ginny. When Daphne and Tracey asked why I invited the Weasleys, I told them they helped free Sirius, and Ginny is in the same year as Astoria, which will give her a chance to meet new friends. We had a blast. Sirius sent me a Nimbus 2001, I forgot I have a Nimbus 2000 in my trunk. Flying is fun, I love to fly even, but that game sucks.
That night the girls gave me theirs and my first kiss, it was a bit awkward, but to keep it fair, they both took a side and kissed me together. After the blushing was done, I mentioned that they kissed each other as well.
I said: "That was a nice three-way kiss, we have to do that more, or one at a time. Daphne hugged me and gave me a decent kiss, when she was done she pushed me to Tracey to do the same. When the kiss was done, I held Tracey and pulled Daphne in a group hug, I whispered: "We three are going to be a family someday, is it not? I could feel it in our kiss. Thank you for my best Birthday ever. And those kisses were smoking hot."
Tracey whispered back: "Remember that when it is our birthday in two months."
Xxxxx
Shopping in Diagon Alley was hectic, It was, you guess it right Gilderoy Lockhart! Fraud extraordinaire! It was a good thing our Dada teacher signed up for another year. Too bad, I had memorized all his flaws and mishaps. Meh, I'll give them to Madam Rac… Bones.
I watched the fight between Lucius and Arthur from a distance, and a few minutes later, I felt the diary in my pocket. With a silent thank you, we continued shopping. I took Lord Greengrass apart and whispered: "A little helper just delivered me a piece of Voldy, can you alert Croaker? This one has a compulsion charm to write in it."
Ten minutes later Croaker studied the diary I commented: "That Tom Marvolo Riddle has a Hogwarts medal for services to the school from fifty years ago. Hey, if you rearrange the letters you have I am Lord Voldemort. So Riddle is a muggle-born?" Don't look at me like that! I am a Ravenclaw and am supposed to be smart.
Croaker shook his head: "Marvolo Gaunt, he was a nasty bastard, so it is the boy from Merope Gaunt, if I remember it right she was considered a squib. We will investigate that home. They were the last known parselmouth in Britain."
I played stupid: "What are those?" Cyrus answered: "People that can talk to snakes. The last Dark Lord was one, it turns out it was the Gaunt side of the family."
I shrugged: "Talking to snakes is useless, What do snakes want anyway? Warmth, food, and once a year a partner, at least that was what the last one told me. Believe me, I asked."
Croaker was stunned: "You are a parselmouth?" I just nodded. Cyrus chuckled: "Harry, you are full of surprises."
Xxxxx
On the train we found the compartment with our friends, I left them to give them time to do a girl talk and scouted the train for friends, I saw Astoria, Ginny, and Luna sitting together and decided to say hi. I knocked, and entered after their permission, like a proper Lord.
I smiled and introduced myself: "Good day lovely ladies, my name is Heir Harry James Potter, but you can call me Harry." I brushed the hands of Ginny and Luna and gave a wet smacker on Astoria's hand. I sat next to her, smirked, and said: "Hey little sis, having a good time?" She huffed: "I did until you slobbered all over my hand. Have you been talking to Sirius?"
I nodded: "He said to release my inner dog, but I fear my inner dog is a chihuahua. Now, have you girls already decided that Ravenclaw is the best house, or do I need to convince you?"
Astoria giggled: "How do you going to convince us? By slobbering all over us?" Surprised I looked at Astoria: 'Oh my, Tori, that is very kinky of you, you say if I slobber all over your body you consider Ravenclaw? I have to ask Daphne for permission to do that."
Astoria slapped my arm and yelled: "That is not what I meant you pervert! I was thinking of Slytherin."
Ginny said: "Mum expects me in Griffindor." Luna said: "We are going to be in Ravenclaw."
Astoria asked: "How do you know that?" Luna answered while pointing at me: "He will convince you."
I am? I looked at Astoria and smacked my lips, she shifted away from me and warned me: "If you slobber me I will tell what you got from Daphne and Tracey for your birthday, I saw it."
I grabbed my heart: "Tori, you hurt my soul. No seriously, for you Tori, the Snakepit will be dangerous. Our houses have a contract, and a lot of kids from death eaters are in Slytherin. The head of Slytherin hates me and Daphne with a passion, he will take it out on you.
Also, the most cunning Slytherins are sorted into Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Now, you can convince the sorting with your preference but it needs a proper explanation. I think Miss Weasley is going to be the easiest to convince.
Ginny grinned: I'll take that challenge, Mr. Potter." I asked: "Want to bet on it?" Luna's voice called: "Don't bet Ginny, trust me."
I glared at Luna: "Spoilsport, alright Miss Weasley, Remember your brother Ron? Ah yes, one year older and with two major specializations, that broom flying game, and that board game. Neither will help him pass this year's exams. And guess who is going to help him for the next six years, tutoring him? Even do his homework? Ron, I won't help! Mum! Ginny won't help me! Ginny help your brother! Wipe his bum!" Yeah, Ronny without Hermione is a lost cause.
Ginny looked horrified at me, that is exactly what is going to happen! She jumped into Luna's arms and shouted: "Thank you, Luna! I would have lost the bet."
I nodded satisfied, three more for the nest. I added: "If that would not convince you, I would say that the Gryffindors are called the lions right?" Everyone nodded: "Well, did you know a Griffin is part eagle and part lion? Yes? Well, the lion part is the backside, so they are lion-asses."
Silence for five seconds… and they get it. Ginny was almost rolling on the floor.
I stood up: "My work here is done. Ravens, be smart, be pretty, be… you make something up yourself."
I returned to the girls and declared that I recruited three Ravens for the nest. Everyone asked who I recruited.
I told them: "To be honest one was already going to join us, I think she is some kind of seer, a bit spaced out, I think she has a hard time staying in the present. She is called Luna Lovegood. The next one is Astoria, she was set on Slytherin until I pointed out that Snape hates her sister almost as much as he hates me."
I grinned: "The third one is Ginny Weasley, I threatened her with her brother. She is jumping to be a Raven." At the puzzled looks, I said: "Who is going to help Ronny when he repeats this year? Yes! Gin-Gin! She is going to drag him along for six years. when I told her that, she almost cried."
Xxxxx
Sorting was fun, Astoria sorted first, when she sat down she said: "That hat told me to say hello to you, what is your explanation about that?" I shrugged: "We are mates."
Luna sat next to Astoria: "Harry? What is Truck San and Isekai?" I answered: "For that answer, you need to wait six years, can you wait that long?" Luna nodded.
When Ginny got sorted in Ravenclaw, everything got silent. shy, she went to our table, I stood up and applauded: "Well done Ginny! You broke the curse! You moved to the front part of the beast!"
All three started laughing out loud. When everyone looked at me for an explanation I said: "Griffins are part eagles and part lions, we are called eagles, and they are the lions, get it?"