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Summary: The duel with Voldemort in Harry's fourth year makes him learn more about what happened the night he got his scar and the unexpected results. Now he has to deal with insane new friends, new magic, people to avoid, pranks and maybe even a new love?
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Chapter One
Faerie Godmothers
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Harry was always a very special boy. No one would argue that fact. What with the Boy-who-lived stigma, fighting the dark lord four times already, being the youngest seeker in a century, etc. However, that is just what everyone else sees. What is invisible is even more unique.
When the dark lord came to his house that fateful night, no one expected the results. Lily Potter was an intelligent woman and researched spells that could help her child live. The problem was not that, but what happens when all the protective spells are put together. The killing curse acted as a catalyst and created something. Faeries. Not the common fairies that are told to children- magical and muggle alike. These were mischievous to the point of psychosis and very loyal to their boy. They gained knowledge so they could protect him. Nevertheless, he never knew, he never saw, and he never suspected that these three were his perpetual friends.
Since the duel with Voldemort, Harry began to see flashes of light and movement but every time he turned, nothing was there. He never said anything because he knew how easily peoples' minds change. They would think he was crazy and that was all he needed.
As Harry gets on the train to begin his fifth year at Hogwarts, something starts to bother him. The compartment is too hot. There is no reason for him to be there so he flees to the bathroom leaving his friends bewildered. He washes his face with a splash of water. He starts to feel less aggravated; the heat is gone. As he is patting his face dry, giggles surround him. Harry thinks he accidentally went into the girl's loo but sees the urinals. So instead, he searches for the source of the sound. There resting on both of his shoulders and atop his head are little woman.
One was a beautiful mesh of greens and browns as if she belonged in a woodland area. Her eyes were an intense blue and had no pupils. Leaves were fixed on her back like wings. Looking closer, Harry sees that, in fact, they are workable wings. She was perched precariously on his left shoulder.
The one on his right shoulder lounging was a creature in a swirl of blue. Her wings seemed to be made of water and constantly separated and joined in a hypnotic dance never once stopping. Her eyes were a soft hazel that seemed to analyze every action and plan for a reaction.
The one on top of his head seemed set on a frivolous task- straightening his hair, one piece at a time. The tiny woman was hidden in his wild hair. From what he could take in, she was glowing with a blazing aura. He could see the wings fairly well and saw that they looked like molten lava. That should not be possible. Then again, none of this should be possible. Oh wait, magic...
A tiny head popped up from the mass of untamable locks. Harry saw her eyes were a strange shade of purple. They seemed unearthly. She glared at him as if to say 'What are you looking at?' The earthy one gave out a high-pitched giggle again.
"Oh his face is so priceless. I wish we had that camera." Her voice was rich and creamy sounding. Harry was not expecting that.
"I think when we have the opportunity we should find a good buyer like that blond dragon boy. He watches Harry like he wants to chase the snitch if you catch my drift." The fiery one spoke up in a passionate yet dry voice. How did she manage that? Harry thought.
"He can understand you, you do realize." The calming monotone of the blue female pointed out as she continued to lounge lazily. The green one fell off his shoulder in apparent shock. Harry snatches her out of the air with quidditch-honed reflexes.
She was as tall as the length from the end of his palm to the tip of his middle finger. He also noted that in the moving mass of brown and green hair were animal ears. As she situated herself to sit down on his hand, she moved her tail to a more comfortable position.
The burning one flew off her perch and landed on the faucet. She stuck her hand out at Harry. He just stared at it wondering what she was doing.
"Fine, don't shake my hand. The name's Carrie.(1) I'm the blunt, creative, and distracting one here!" She exclaimed with a wry grin upon her bizarre face. "Nice to finally have you see us."
The azure, winged girl flies down as the green individual begins her introduction. She lands on the countertop and starts to look for something. Her face explodes with an unholy gleam and brings a book forth.
"Hi. I'm Gia. I'm the theatrical, optimistic one. If you need help with love or want encouragement, I'm your girl.I give Carrie a run for her money for the title of most random." Gia gives an exaggerated bow then flies over to the book-reading woman and nudges her.
"Fine, fine! I'm Sage. I'm the reasonable one. I'll be pointing out your flaws with glee and telling you what you should be doing. I will not be like that NAG however. She is unbecoming and uncouth." She said in a bored tone. "Also, if you are wondering we are faeries. We aren't seen usually by mortals and act differently than fairies. Silly beings."
"How, what, I don't understand." Harry blathered out.
"I think we should get back to the compartment. Ah. It seems as if they sent the troops on a rescue mission to save their helpless savior." Carrie says ruefully and shifts into an overly dramatic pose. "Oh woe! What would our poor savior do without his amazing friends?"
The other two snickered and Gia moves over to settle on the faucet too. They went into a short skit including random dialogue and lighthearted antics. The sarcasm was not missed by Harry. He might seem dense but that was just an act. He started to think about his friends' actions and words. The three stopped their playful rendition of his life and told him now would be the perfect time to go back.
As Harry opens the door to the hallway, he is immediately accosted by his redheaded friend. He looked short of breath and frantic.
"Hey where have you been? And who were you talking to?" Ron looks around the loo suspiciously.
"What a brute, that one! However, he should note: curiosity killed the kitty." Carrie declares maliciously. Her wolf ears twitch and her panther tail swings with mirth.
Sage turns to Harry and dolefully tells him, "You might want to watch them more closely. Perhaps as closely as they watch you." Harry could almost see the italics on the word 'them.'
"Dare you to say your fairy godparents." Gia says impishly.
"My fairy godparents, Ron." Harry says as dryly as he could. He glances about the hallway. Apparently, his "friends" were making a huge ordeal out of him running out of the compartment.
"Harry, don't confuse Ron with muggle sayings, honestly." Hermione exasperatedly scolds. Harry only raises an eyebrow to that and exchanges looks with the three flouting beside him. Hermione continues, "Well now that we found you, you should go back to the compartment. Ron and I are going to the Prefect meeting."
Harry ambles slowly toward the compartment analyzing the conversation he just had. The three faeries made crude jokes the whole way. Harry opens the door and sees three new sets of eyes turn to him- Neville, Luna, and Ginny.
"Where's the other two?" Ginny looks around him. She seemed to fake curiosity.
"They had to go to their Prefect meeting." Harry informs her.
"Ahh, a bit of a break finally." Ginny lets out a sigh of relief. Luna continues to read her newspaper upside down and Neville just gives a quirky smile. "Sorry but those two were starting to get on my nerves. I was so close to cursing Ron with the bat bogey if he kept going on and on about him getting Prefect with his lovely Hermione. He's almost worse than Percy. Ugh, gag me with a wand!(2)"
The four chatted amicably about their summers. The three gryffindors drew Luna into their conversation; she added something entertaining to the banter. Hermione and Ron came back, which added a certain amount of tension. They kept bothering Harry for information on why he left so suddenly. Harry began to sharpen his evading skills. Gia, Sage, and Carrie all approved of his efforts.
After what seemed like a lifetime to all the sane people in the compartment, the train pulled into the station. Couldn't have been sooner! Harry cries in his head. The faeries giggle at that. You can hear me. The three bob their heads in agreement. This year will be just as crazy as the other years it seems- if not crazier. He turns to stare at Hogwarts.
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Special Notes:
(1) Carrie the movie. She seems innocent but turns psycho.
(2) I had to do that. It seemed so perfect. Hahaha "gag me with a spoon." I could just see Ginny being a bit of a wizarding Valley Girl.