"Flipsy." Harry called, he was currently standing in an abandoned classroom with nobody but Jet with him. A second later that changed when Flipsy the house elf arrived.
"Mr Harry Potter be calling Flipsy?" Flipsy asked.
"Yes, I am leaving for the year and won't be back until the summer holidays are over." Harry informed him. "My information on house elves is limited but from what I understand they work for free, and I was wondering if you knew any elf that would be willing to work for me." Harry said, his reasons for wanting an elf were simple reasons. Firstly he didn't want to waste more time than necessary on cleaning, not when he could be learning or having fun. Second of all having a house elf to help might make the Tonks family feel better about taking him in, sort of a two for one deal...or a one and a half deal. Thirdly, from what Harry had heard, they were dead useful and it could be very beneficial to have one.
"Y...yous be needing an elf?" Flipsy gasped.
"Yes, do you know if there is an elf willing to work for me?" Harry asked.
"Flipsy be willing!" Flipsy said quickly, bouncing on his feet excitedly. "Flipsy would be good elf!" He said, looking really hopeful.
"He seems a little too excited." Harry hissed to Jet.
"True," Jet agreed. "though if he gets too annoying then I can just eat him and we'll get another elf."
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"Welcome aboard." Harry smiled at Flipsy.
The rest of Harry's year went by pretty quickly, he felt like he had done fairly well on his exams and he had also helped the Slytherin quidditch team gain another victory, much to the dismay of the Gryffindor team, especially the team captain Oliver Wood who according to rumor's tried to drown himself after losing. On the day they were leaving Harry and the other first years gathered around a notice board to see where they ranked in the standings for their exams.
"I can't see anything." Harry sighed to the other Slytherin's as many other students were in the way, including Hermione Granger who had roughly shoved through the crowd until she was at the front.
"We'll help you." Crabbe and Goyle said at the same time.
"Hmm? Help me how?" Harry asked, he got his answer a second later when Crabbe and Goyle reached down and picked him up, putting Harry on both of their shoulders. "Oh...thanks guys." Harry smiled at them, the other Slytherin's looked amused and in various states of disbelief.
"Hmm, these are good slaves." Jet commented, as he was on Harry's shoulders he also experienced the feeling of being higher in the air. The other first years eventually stopped trying to get to the notice board as they all noticed Crabbe and Goyle carrying Harry. The two beefy boys walked forward while carrying Harry, the other first years moved out of their way until they reached the board, then the two gently placed Harry down.
"Hmm, nice one guys." Harry smiled at them, the two smiled back in an almost embarrassed way.
"It was certainly entertaining." Daphne commented as she and Tracy managed to sneak through the crowd and stop next to Harry.
"Oh look, Potter's already got a couple of slaves." Ron commented loudly.
"Weasley," Harry rolled his eyes. "I understand that you are hoping to get a last minute victory over me or something but if I was you then I would use this final day at school as a chance to not get embarrassed, in trouble or both." Harry said before he looked at the notice board.
First year students:
First place: Harry Potter - Slytherin
Second Place : Hermione Granger - Gryffindor
Third place : Daphne Greengrass - Slytherin
Fourth place : Sue Li - Ravenclaw
Fifth place: Tracy Davis - Slytherin
Sixth place: Blaise Zabini - Slytherin
Seventh place: Terry Boot - Ravenclaw
Eight place: Susan Bones - Hufflepuff
Ninth place : Draco Malfoy - Slytherin
Tenth place : Megan Jones - Hufflepuff
"Wow, you got first place, well done Harry." Tracy smiled at him.
"Thanks." Harry smiled back.
"I bet you cheated." Ron scowled.
"You know what, you're right, I did. When nobody was looking I swapped your name with my own."
"You what?!" Ron yelled.
"Alright, can someone with at least half a brain explain sarcasm and/or jokes to Weasley?"
"But how did you get first place?" Hermione Granger all but demanded. "I know for a fact that I've spent more time in the library than you."
"Well Granger, you see what I did was actually a very brilliant and very special technique for studying." Harry replied.
"What?" She frowned, but was still looking very interested.
"I studied and then I rested before doing it again," Harry replied. "I find it works much better than the 24/7 studying approach you are going with." Harry added before he turned and began walking off with Tracy and Daphne following behind him. "Can you believe her?" Harry asked the girls. "I mean, 'I know for a fact that I've spent more time in the library than you', really?"
"Ignore her," Daphne replied. "but still, you have to admit that she does spend a lot of time studying."
"Yeah," Tracy agreed. "I knew the top student of the year would either be her or Harry. I mean, I know that you're a great student Harry but Granger practically lives just to study."
"That's the difference between her and me," Harry shrugged. "she really wants good grades, hoping that it would lead her to success. That's what she's chasing, success."
"What about you?" Daphne asked.
"Me? I chase excellence, because when you're excellent then success follows you, not the other way around." Harry responded. "Good grades are just a bonus for me."
"Fair enough...but I bet that you are still proud of yourself." Daphne grinned at him.
"Little bit." Harry grinned back.
"Come in." Professor Babbling called when she heard a knock on her door.
"Um, hi Professor." Harry said as he leaned his head in. "You're not busy, are you? Because if you are then I can go."
"No, I'm fine." She said replied. "What is it I can help you with, Harry?" She asked.
"Well...I kind of wanted to give you something." Harry said as he entered the room while holding a box of chocolates with Jet on his shoulders.
"Oh, what's this?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I just wanted to thank you." Harry admitted as he walked over and placed the box on her desk. "I didn't really know what else to get you." He said in an apologetic voice.
"You didn't have to get me anything." Babbling said as she took the box, she opened it and had to fight herself to stop her eyes widening and her tongue from licking her lips when she saw the heavenly looking chocolate in front of her. "Though I am glad you did." She added.
"Thanks," Harry smiled. "it's just...a small thank you. You know? For introducing me to the wizarding world and for the pictures and stuff. I'm going to miss you this summer but I hope that we can talk more next year and maybe the year after I can join your class." He grinned.
"Oh Harry, you're the sweetest." She smiled as she got up and walked around the desk before pulling him into a hug.
Eventually Harry found himself standing on platform nine and three quarters, Slytherin had one won the house cup so Harry and the rest of the Slytherin's spent their remaining time at Hogwarts celebrating before they found themselves on the Hogwarts express. Harry and his fellow Slytherin's had spent a rather enjoyable train ride together before arriving here.
"Alright Harry, I'll be off now." Blaise said, just as the rest of the first year Slytherin's stepped out of the train. "See ya, mate." He nodded to Harry before walking off. The other first years said goodbye before leaving until it was just Daphne and Tracy left.
"I see my mother up there," Daphne said as she looked down the platform. "Tracy, your parents are there as well. I guess that's our cue to leave. Bye Jet." Daphne smiled as she reached a hand up and stroked Jet's head.
"Goodbye my pet," Jet softly hissed. "remember to eat plenty." He added.
"What did he say?" Daphne asked Harry.
"Basically 'goodbye' and 'look after yourself'." Harry replied.
"Oh, thank you." She smiled at Jet before looking at Harry. "I'll see you later, Harry."
"Yeah, you too, Daph." Harry smiled. Daphne's smile got slightly smaller, Harry was about to ask her about it when she suddenly reached forwards and kissed his right cheek before pulling back, she looked pleased at his surprised expression.
"Goodbye Harry." She said as walked off.
"Tracy, did she just..." Harry found himself cut off as Tracy kissed the other cheek.
"Um, goodbye Harry?" She said, her face blushing red.
"Uh...yeah, goodbye Tracy." Harry nodded, his own cheeks slightly red, though not as much as Tracy's. She nodded and walked off, looking back and giving him one last smile leaving.
"Aw, that was cute." A voice said, Harry looked to his left and saw Angela standing next to him. "Do you have two girlfriends?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I have friends that are girls but I do not have 'girlfriends'." Harry answered just as Jet hissed under his breath, he had said something that sounded a lot like 'bloody complicated humans'.
"Hmm, well I imagine that won't last." Angela shrugged.
"What do you mean?" Harry frowned.
"Well," Angela leaned down and whispered into his ear. "you're too cute to let slip so I imagine quite a few girls will be fighting for you in the future." She said before kissing him on the side of his head. "Goodbye Potter." She said as she started walking away, leaving a red faced Harry.
"Oh, look at you!" A voice said just before an arm dropped around Harry's shoulders, Jet had fortunately been able to see her coming and moved to Harry's arm in time so that didn't accidentally get crushed or instinctively react and bite her arm. Harry looked up and saw Tonks giving him a one armed hug. "I saw all of that," She grinned. "you're only eleven years old and you're already a ladies man." She said, as of the moment her hair was blonde, curly and it descended to her shoulders.
"I...I am not." Harry replied with a shake of his head, "I did not encourage nor suggest that they kiss me, they simply chose to." Harry said in a calm voice.
"Hey, your face isn't red anymore." Tonks noted, her grin widening. "You must have changed it with your powers. Oh, we are going to have so much fun together." She smiled as she hugged him tightly. "Come on squirt, Mum and Dad are waiting up the platform."
"Alright, but 'squirt'?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow as the pair began walking.
"Oh I'm testing out nicknames for you, at least until I find one that I like. Hmm, how about kiddo? Nah, I don't like that, makes me feel old. I've only been out of Hogwarts for a year. Ah well, I'll think up something."
"Sounds...thrilling." Harry drawled.
"Whoa, what's up with the whole 'I'm better than you, Slytherin act'?" Tonks frowned.
"Huh? Oh, sorry." Harry apologized. "When you spend as much time with Slytherins as I do then you tend to pick up their habits, especially when your verbal opponents are idiots in red." Harry shrugged.
"Yeah...I suppose I can see it." Tonks said. "I've been tempted to hex a few Gryffindors in my days, I also have done. But then again I've also been tempted to - and have - hex a few Slytherins. To be honest, you're about the only Slytherin I like, not counting my mum."
"You don't need to resort to flattery, I already like you." Harry smiled at her.
"Hey you're the flatterer, this is probably why you have so many girls fighting over you." Tonks smirked just as they arrived in front of her parents.
"Girls fighting over him?" Ted asked before Harry could respond.
"Well," Harry began. "it's really nothing."
"Yeah nothing." Tonks snorted. "Just that little Harry over here was kissed by not one, not two, but three girls. One of them was even an older girl."
"Really?" Andromeda asked, looking at Harry.
"Yeah but they were just friends and it was on the cheeks and head." Harry sighed.
"Sign of things to come." Tonks said in a sage like voice.
"I'm sorry, but I think I've forgotten your first name, you want to remind me?" Harry calmly asked. Tonks looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"You're a real Slytherin, aren't you?" She said eventually, her eyes still narrow and her hair was a shade more red, but a smile on her face.
"Yeah, which is why I'd like to remind you to keep the teasing down unless you want me to return it tenfold once I am able to get sufficient ammunition." Harry warned.
"Fine, but if you call me by my first name then I hex you."
"Of that, I have no doubt." Harry nodded.
"Alright, I think it's time we go home." Ted said.
"Ah yes, and Harry...someone wants to meet you." Andromeda said in an apologetic voice.
"Why does that not sound good?" Harry frowned.
"I'm really sorry about it," Andromeda said. "I've agreed to let him have one conversation with you. And if it goes good then you can talk more, if not then I promise I will keep him away from you."
"Okay, perhaps you could tell me who I would be talking with." Harry suggested.
"My grandfather, Arcturus Black."
The Tonks family home was actually just a fairly nice muggle home, right now Harry was in the living room and couldn't help but notice a TV was in here. Harry had been under the impression they wouldn't work around magic, he decided that he would ask Ted about it later.
Speaking of Ted, he was currently stood a small distance away, leaning against a wall with his wand in his hand. Andromeda and Tonks were sharing a sofa with Harry and they were both sat on Harry's right, while sitting in a chair on Harry's left was Arcturus Black who was sitting and looking at him with steepled fingers. When Harry entered he had greeted Arcturus, only for the man to not respond.
"You don't look that impressive," Arcturus said eventually, that was the first thing he had said after fifteen long minutes of silence, and Harry had been counting. "I imagine you'd look a great deal less impressive without the snake on your shoulders."
"I could say the same thing about you and your expensive clothes." Harry replied. Harry didn't care if this person was Andromeda's grandmother or the Queen of England, the last thing Harry was going to do was let the man think he was weak enough to push around.
"Tell me, if I killed that snake of yours then what would you do?" Arcturus asked, his tone making it sound like he was just discussing the weather.
"That is enough." Andromeda said in a firm voice. "He's only just got here and..."
"I would advise you to kill me too." Harry spoke, cutting off Andromeda.
"Oh, and why is that?" Arcturus asked, sounding slightly less bored than before.
"Because if you kill him and not me then I dedicate every moment I can spare to training to kill you and killing you." Harry said in a calm voice. Causing all three members of the Tonks family to look at him with widened eyes, all three liked to think of themselves as brave but none of them had ever spoken to Arcturus like that.
"Do you think you can beat me?" Arcturus asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, not now at least." Harry replied. "It wouldn't be a matter of if we'd kill each other, just a matter of when." Harry added, fearlessly letting his green eyes lock with Arcturus's grey ones. The two started at each other for several long moments before Arcturus let out a bark of laughter. His hand reached into his robes, as he did Jet began hissing warningly just as Harry's wand flicked into his hand.
"Good," Arcturus said in an approving voice upon seeing how quick Harry's wand appeared in his hand. "you've been practicing, and you will keep practicing." He said as he pulled out an envelope and handed it to Andromeda.
"What is this?" She asked.
"That is a form I need you and your husband to sign," Arcturus answered. "once you have both signed it then I will send it to so Potter over here can get permission to use magic here."
"What?" Every person in the room replied.
"Are you all deaf?" Arcturus sighed. "This is a permission form for him to use magic here."
"But...but...how did you get this?" Ted asked with disbelief. "These are expensive."
"This is not a gift," Arcturus responded, resisting the urge to glare at Ted. "Potter over here will pay me back."
"And how am I supposed to do that?" Harry asked, calm on the outside but jumping for joy on the inside at the thought of still being able to use magic.
"It's simple." Arcturus replied. "You will be the best damn wizard you can be."
A.N: Yeah, Harry and Arcturus have met. I look forward to working on their relationship. Also I forgot to answer this a few chapters ago but people have been asking why Quirrell wasn't able to get the stone for his master the same way that Jet was able to. Here are my reasons:
1) If Quirrell wanted to use it even a little bit then he wouldn't be able to get the stone.
2) Jet truly didn't care about the stone or anything it offered, he just wanted to make Harry happy. He didn't care if Harry used it or not, Jet's thought process is mainly just limited to staying alive and keeping his master happy.
3) It could be argued that Quirrell and Voldemort were the same person since they were in the same body so they both had to use the stone. And if we really think about it then we'll remember that the only body that Voldemort could use at the time was Quirrell's so Quirrell had to use the stone to get him a new body.
4) And the most important reason of all : I'm the bloke in charge and what I say goes.
Thanks for reading, feel free to leave a review.