Disclaimer: Don't own HP, him and his companions and enemies are property of J.K. Rowling.
WARNING for future Chapters: Luna might be OC to some, if not all of you, I cannot write her very well, that being said, I hope I am forgiven by you Luna fans and I will take all constructive criticism needed as well as ideas and whatnot.
Love Conquers All
The Letter
Young Harry Potter had never been able to catch a break at any point in his life. It was almost as if his destiny was to have his life be filled with chaos and disorder. Indeed, since Halloween of 1981 his life had been filled with a never-ending cycle of complete and total disarray. Yes, young Harry's life was not the greatest, nor did he have any luck with it getting any better. He was a magnet for trouble, always had been. Relatives that neglected him and emotionally abused him, a jealous best friend, an abusive and totally biased potion's professor, a manipulative headmaster(but he didn't know that), and to top it all off, most of the entire magical community disliked him greatly, and an evil bald paled arse half-blood Dark Lord after him. Oh, and his godfather, one of the last few remaining links to his parents, had just been killed this past year because he'd been so stupid as to fall for a vision from Volde-bloody-mort himself.
Those were just a few things that were wrong with Harry's completely craptastical life. But he never complained…much, if anything he took it in stride half the time. Yes, Harry was never normal at all, no sir, not even the tiniest bit normal. So what did he do when an owl from Gringotts came flying into his room through his window and left a letter upon his desk before leaving? Well, he was mildly surprised for one, but that soon changed into indifference. He got up from his bed and went over to his desk and picked up the letter. The Gringott's owl had flown away by then. He saw the large fancy symbol for the Wizarding world's most famous bank upon the seal. He broke said seal and took out his letter, the writing was very classy and obviously done by a master of calligraphy.
Lord H. Potter
The Smallest Bedroom
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
Lord Potter,
It has come to our attention that you have not responded to our previous letters regarding the will reading of your godfather, Lord Sirius Orion Black; Head of the most Ancient and Noble House of Black, which will occur upon the date which you were born. We apologize for our carelessness as we have only just finally gained the knowledge of your correspondence was being blocked and rerouted towards an anonymous source. Said source remained anonymous until yesterday night when our best magic trackers found out that it was a Lord Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore; Head of the Noble House of Dumbledore.
We have also taken the liberty to schedule a private will reading for you, young lord, upon the eve of your sixteenth year of life. We shall send one of our own agents to you and he shall transport you both back here within the privacy and protection of the great walls of Gringotts.
I shall await for your reply. The owl which this letter was brought to you with is a one direction owl, and it was the only owl available as we are quite busy at this very moment. If you do not respond, then please note that our agent will arrive for you regardless. We at Gringotts takes the business of our esteemed clients very seriously and very personally, especially when said client is a Goblin friend. So be prepared, Lord Potter.
Sincerely,
Griphook
Account Manager
Gringotts Bank
London
Harry gazed at the letter intently, before re-reading it again. He was confused, and completely overwhelmed by this information. He then crumpled the letter in his hands, his body started shaking as his temper rose, and with it so did his magical aura. In fact, his aura was lashing out at everything, the whole of Privet Drive was shaking at the awesome power of Harry's magic. The lights within radius of his aura flickered on and off, cars started levitating off the ground. Harry was extremely mad.
How dare he?!
How dare that manipulative, poof of a headmaster do this?!
Harry's snarl marred his handsome face as his anger rose to extreme proportions. The aura lashed out and hit against Hedwig's cage, who hooted indignantly and flapped her wings wildly while screeching at Harry. Having heard his familiar's hoot, Harry started calming down, he closed his eyes and took deep long breaths, abruptly the cars that were floating inches off the ground outside dropped like a sack of potatoes and the windows broke at the same time as some of their alarms went off. Harry was glad that the Dursley's nor any of the Order members were around to have witnessed that. He'd rather not deal with either of them at the moment.
Once Harry managed to reel in his wayward magic back he went over to Hedwig and opened her cage. His familiar immediately hooted angrily as she perched on his shoulders with her talons and started pecking him rather rapidly and hard.
"Ow! Hed-shite!...Hedwig…! Hedwig!...Alright girl!" was all he managed to say as Hedwig unleashed her righteous female fury upon Harry. She then nibbed at his ear hard and drew blood, "Agh! Hedwig! I'm sorry!"
But Hedwig wasn't listening, and she kept at it regardless of what he tried to do, he'd swat at her and she'd just dodge him before pecking his head some more. She kept this up for a bit more before perching on his shoulder gently this time and wrapping her wings around his head, giving him a hug in her own special way. She hooted softly at him and preened his head gently, as if giving him kisses.
Harry hugged Hedwig to his chest gently to not hurt her, before hiding his face within her soft white plumage, "Thanks girl. What would I do without you?"
Hedwig replied with a soft hoot and nibbed at his ear once again, this time gently and hooted softly once again, trying to comfort Harry. Harry let out a strangled chuckle before he kissed the top of Hedwig's head and stroked her feathers looking down at her lovingly. Master and familiar stayed that way for a good long while, enjoying their companion's presence in the comfortable silence within the room, as they ignored the cars outside and the people going out to check the strange phenomenon that had occurred.
Hedwig then flew towards the discarded crumpled letter on the floor and picked it up and flew back towards Harry. She landed on his knee and dropped the letter on his abdominal area. She then gave him a meaningful look, which Harry couldn't help but smile at and think about how yet another female in Harry's horribly unlucky life who would boss him around and knew that he'd do as they wanted. In fact, Harry was sure that Hedwig would be giving him the perfect "Hermione-look" as he had coined it to himself; raised eyebrow, expectant look, hands on hips, and foot tappin impatiently, finishing it all off with a demanding command at the tip of her lips.
Harry then stood up, Hedwig flapped her wings and flew up to perch upon his shoulders. He then walked over to his desk and took out a quill from one of the drawers. He got some paper and dipped the quill in ink, before commencing to write back to Griphook.
Dumbledore would not get in his way anymore, he wouldn't be in his manipulative clutches after this. No, Harry would be his own man, and lead his own life.
That night, as Harry began to write his reply to Griphook, something changed within the pages of the book called Life, something that was the beginning to the end, something that only four beings had seen.
The Fates had seen something new, they had seen something magnificent, and in the fields of the Scotland plains, a few miles away from the Weasley's Burrow, a girl, whom had been asleep within her room, suddenly, woke up. If one were to look closely at her as she sat abruptly up in a sitting position within her bed, her long golden hair tussled and messy, her large wide stunning blue eyes wider than normal, her breathing harder and faster, and her face broken in cold sweat, they would see a smile creeping upon her gentle visage. She had seen the…evolution of her friend, she had seen his coming to power, she had seen her place and where she stood among him, she had seen the future. A future that was not ruled by dark or light, a future in which there was no good or evil, a future in which there was just decisions and choices. But she had seen something much more important than all of this. She had seen something that was the answer to all the Wizarding world's problems.
She had seen...
"…Love..."
With that, sweet, gentle, fair, and kind-hearted Luna Lovegood fell back onto her bed, the smile still on her face, as the magicks in her room dispersed and ceased to be, going back to the Fates whom had allowed the gentle Lovegood child to be able to see.
First chapter. I swear ideas keep coming to me out of nowhere. Hope you guys liked this one. Mundus Novus will still be my main priority. Might go up two or three more chapters on this one while getting Mundus Novus up to chapter 10-15 within these next few days(I hope) as I have been working my butt off and now I don't have to study anymore for any tests and such. Once I get MN to those chapters I'll get bring this one up to speed a bit more.
Til Next Time,
ExMxR
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