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§Parseltongue§
Harry and Padfoot headed down the steps to Gringotts towards their first destination. First on their long list of stops today was Madam Malkins for a completely new wardrobe. The shop assistant, a young woman in her early twenties with light brown hair down past her shoulders and light brown eyes, greeted them. "Hello young sir, how may I help you today?"
"Good afternoon, I am in need of a completely new wardrobe. I would like to purchase 8 new sets of robes all from your finest Acromantula Silk. I would like 2 sets of black with red trim, 2 sets of black with green trim, 2 sets of black with silver trim, and 2 sets of black with gold trim. I would also like 1 new cloak for each color scheme and 2 pair of black dragon hide boots please. I will need the Family Crests for the Potter, Black, Peverell, and Slytherin families added onto the cloaks and robes. Fit them together like the four houses look on the Hogwarts crest, just use a different crest to bring them together than the Hogwarts one."
With a huge grin on her face thinking about the large commission she was going to make on this purchase she told him to stand on the small stool while she began to take his measurements. Standing there while she worked her tape measure back and forth, measuring different areas of his body, he began to plan out the rest of his day.
He would need to, at some point, head to muggle London to get himself a new set of muggle clothes. He would also need to head to Flourish and Blott's for his new book for the upcoming school year, he assumed the shopkeeper there would have some idea as to what books he would need, after all they would need to stock up on them for the upcoming year. He would need to head to Slugger and Jigg's Apothecary for a completely new Potion's Kit, now that he had years of Tom's potions knowledge at his fingertips, he was planning on putting it to good use. Starting with a potions regiment of health and nutrient potions to help get his body into shape. He would also need to hit up a shop to make him a new trunk, as the old one he retrieved from the Peverell vault just wasn't large enough to hold what he needed.
He wanted to check out the Magical Menagerie for information on snakes, or he would check the stores in Knockturn Alley. He planned on trying to learn to create his own Basilisk for him and his future wives. Outside of hatching a chicken egg underneath a toad on a full moon, he was rather clueless on the inner workings of making a Basilisk. The only other things he could think of to do other then lunch and figuring out where he wanted to live, would be to find a wandcrafter in Knockturn Alley and get a book on wandcrafting. Ollivanders was a wandmaker, meaning he premade wands and then fit them as best he could to the wizard. It makes for a decent want but the best you ever get is a 75% match to the wizard. A wandcrafter makes a wand specifically for the wizard down to the precise 1/8 of an inch for a usually perfect 100% match.
"All done sir, you should be able to pick up your purchase in about 5 hours or at the end of the day." He thanked the young lady and left her to complete his order. Padfoot was waiting for him outside of the shop and they made their way down to Weird Al's Trunk's for all Occasions.
The old man behind the desk had to be pushing 100 years old. He was bald on top with a few strands of wispy gray hair on the sides of his head. "How may I help you today young man?" The old man asked.
"Yes sir, I am looking to have a custom trunk made, is it possible to have done by the days end?"
"Well that depends on what your looking for, and how much you are willing to spend." he said with a grin.
"Yes well, I am looking for a two compartment trunk, the first compartment should be like a normal trunk except with a space enhancement charm to double the space inside for my school belonging. The second compartment I need set up like a small apartment. It needs a common room with a fireplace, a library, bedroom/bathroom, and a kitchen. I want to add every charm and protection you can offer and the best security system that I can set a verbal password to."
The old man had been writing down his order, when he finished he turned back to Harry. "What color scheme's would you like for the trunk itself and for the rooms? Also if you have any specifics on the furnishings I will need those as well. Here is a catalog with our available furnishings that you can browse through."
Taking the catalog and browsing through it, he started pointing out the different fittings and furniture he wanted for each room. When he was finished with that he began to tell him which coloring schemes he wanted them to be in. "I want the trunk itself to be black with silver trim with the crests for the Potter, Black, Peverell, and Slytherin houses. I want them arranged like the four house crests are arranged on the Hogwarts crest, but with my houses instead of Hogwarts houses. I want the common room done up in red and gold." It would do good to not broadcast to any visitors that I am no longer their Gryffindor Golden Boy he thought. "I want mahogany wood for my library with black and silver furnishings. I need mahogany wood furnishings for my kitchen as well, with black marble surfaces. As for the bedroom/bathroom I want African Black wood furnishings with forest green and silver accents on the decorations and bedding."
"We close for the day at 8pm, you can be here a few minutes before then and your trunk will be waiting for you. You can pay and add your new pass code to it then." The old man made his way to his workshop to begin the order and Harry went back outside the shop to meet back up with Sirius.
By this time it was already 2 in the afternoon, so the two decided to step out into muggle London for a late lunch so Sirius, equipped with glamor charms did not have to hide as Padfoot. The two found a nice little diner on the corner to have lunch where Sirius asked him what he had planned for the rest of the afternoon. "I figured from here we could get me a new muggle wardrobe from the Gucci clothing store we passed on the way here. I mean a Lord has to look his best." he said with a smirk.
"From there I still need to visit Flourish and Blott's for this years book list. I need to visit Slugger and Jigg's Apothecary for a new potion kit, so I can start on my health and nutrient potion regiment. Then I need to head to Knockturn Alley after picking up my robes from Madam Malkins, to look for information on how to create my own Basilisk's and information on wandcrafting. After that its just picking up my trunk and us heading to our new home."
"Any idea which one we will go to? It will be late once we pick up your trunk and we wont have time to check them all tonight to find one still livable. I would get my house elf Kreature to do it, but I'd rather murder that damn elf just as quick as ask it to do something." his mention of house elf's got an idea to pop up into Harry's head.
"Once we finish our meal, we can go into the nearest alley. I have an idea about a house elf of my own." As he finished saying that, the waitress arrived with their food, and they settled in for what was probably the best meal they both have been able to have in a while.
Once they payed for their meal and made their way to the nearest alleyway, Harry put the next part of his plan together. "Dobby!"
"Master Harry Potter Sir! You's is calling for Dobby! How can Dobby help you's Master Harry Potter Sir?" it seems as if the little elf was still just as excitable as ever.
"It is good to see you too Dobby. I actually wanted to see if you wanted to work for me and be my personal elf?" Dobby's eyes went wide enough that Harry wondered briefly if they were going to pop out or not.
"Dobby would love to work for the great Harry Potter Sir!" Dobby started hopping up and down.
"That's great Dobby! What do I need to do to hire you?"
"Master Harry Potter Sir just needs to make a magical oath saying he accepts Dobby to be his elf, Master Harry Potter Sir!"
"I, Harry James Potter, do hereby accept Dobby the house elf to be my personal elf, so mote it be!" A brief flash of white light surrounded both Harry and Dobby. "Now first order of business, when we are in private you can just call me Harry, save the master stuff for when we have company or are in public. Second, I need you to check out each of my manor's and find which one is in the best shape and has the essentials to live on. I need this done by 8pm tonight as we will need a place to stay until it is time for Hogwarts."
"Yes Master Harry Potter Sir, Dobby will get to work straight away." Before Harry could even remind him to call him Harry, he had popped away.
"Excitable little thing isn't he pup?" Sirius said with a laugh.
"You should have seen him second year. He almost killed me more times then the Basilisk did, and that was with him trying to save my life." They both had a good laugh before leaving the alley and making their way back to the Gucci store they passed on their way to have lunch.
"Hello sirs! How may I be of assistance to you today?" greeted a young woman in her late twenties.
It was Harry who answered. "As you can tell, I am in need of a completely new wardrobe of only the best."
"It would be my pleasure sir. If you will follow me I will help you find everything that you need."
They spent the good part of two hours getting fitted, trying on a bunch of different pants, shirts, and shoes of both casual and formal. By the end of the two hours Harry had an entirely new wardrobe, complete with 4 pair of Gucci jeans, 4 pair of black dress pants, 2 pair of shoes, 2 black silk dress shirts, 2 blood red silk dress shirts, 2 forest green silk dress shirts, 2 silver silk dress shirts. He also had 2 black suit jackets with a black/silver tie and a silver tie. 2 new pair of dress shoes were also added to the list with a bunch of new underwear, socks, and undershirts. All said and done he had spent over fifteen thousand pounds, but it was well worth it to look good for a change. Before heading out Harry changed into a pair of his casual Gucci jeans with the black button up silk shirt, and a new pair of shoes. He trashed his old outfit on the way out of the door.
Harry and Padfoot made their way back through the Leaky Cauldron, headed towards Madam Malkins to pick up his robes. The same assistant from earlier met him at the register and began to ring up his purchases. She looked like she would faint when he signed over the almost twenty thousand galleons of which she would make a significant commission off of. Harry put on the black and silver robes with the matching cloak. Shrinking the rest of his purchase and pocketing them they set off towards Knockturn alley.
Halfway between Diagon and Knockturn Alley's, they passed Pace's Optometrist, and Harry decided to go ahead and see if they could fix his eye sight and get rid of his horrible glasses. He stepped inside where an overweight man in his mid twenties sat behind the counter reading The Daily Prophet. He had short brown hair, green eyes, and a red goatee. Coming around the counter to greet his customers he asked Harry what he could do for him today.
"Good afternoon sir, I was wondering what can be done to get my eyes fixed, I really am tired of these infernal glasses."
"Well, we can either give you the magical version of contacts or if you are willing to pay a lot more there is a potion that will fix them permanently in about fifteen minutes. The contacts are about ten galleons, and the permanent fix is about two thousand galleons, but as I say it is permanent."
"Lets go with the permanent solution." Harry handed over the galleons while the mans assistant came from the back carrying a milky white potion.
"Now all you need to do is add a few of your tears to this potion and then drink it. You will know the potion is ready to be consumed when it changes colors from milky white to whatever your eye color is."
Harry held his eye lids open until his eyes started to water, then let a few of his tears drop into the potion which immediately began to turn killing curse green.
"You will need to drink the potion and then wear this blindfold for the next fifteen minutes, while your eyes adjust to their new settings. I will let you know when you can remove it." Harry took the blindfold and down the green potion which tasted salty like how he imaged his tears would taste. As soon as he set the empty vial down on the counter he slid the blindfold over his eyes after taking off his glasses then took a seat.
Figuring he had fifteen minutes with nothing else to do, he began to plan what he needed to get done in the next few days. He had a trunk full of books that he would need to sort and organize into his new trunk library. He had to get to working on his Occlumency and Legillimancy. He would need to put his knowledge of apparition and porkey making to use and learn to do both. He would also need to get in contact with Lord Greengrass and meet him and his two future wives. He knew he would probably have to deal with Dumbledore as soon as he found out that Harry was no longer living at the Dursley's. Speaking of which he would have to make a detour there tonight and pick up the rest of his belonging before they decided to have a bonfire with them. Once he picked up his books on wand crafting and Basilisk's, he would have to start studying that as well. He was in no hurry to find his other two wives just yet, even though Flingorth let him know that he would have to be at least betrothed to them by his 15th birthday.
Fifteen minutes later, the shopkeeper was telling him it was time to take off his blindfold. Immediately he could see more clear then he had ever been able to see before. Everything was sharper focus and even the colors themselves looked brighter. It was definitely worth the two thousand galleons. Sirius was still waiting as Padfoot when he left the shop, and they continued to make their way into Knockturn Alley. He only had to stop at the pet store and the wand store before he could pick up his trunk and belonging at #4, before he could head to his new home.
Twenty minutes later, they came upon a wand shop called Elderson's Wandcrafting. Pulling up his hood to hide his face and scar before stepping in, you could immediately tell the difference between Elderson's and Ollivander's. While Ollivander's had shelves packed with premade wands, Elderson's had shelves upon shelves of different types of wood sitting in rows in the middle of his store. Around the edges of the room, on the left and right side, on more shelves, were hundreds of jars of as many different types of wand cores you could imagine. Glass cabinets lining the walls in the back of the room were filled with hundreds of gemstones. In the front of the store next to the counter was a doorway that he assumed led to a workshop of sorts and on the other side of the door was a single bookshelf filled with different books on wandcrafting.
The old man behind the counter looked as if he could be distantly related to Mr. Ollivander. He had the flyaway white hair complete with the huge round eyes hidden behind thick spectacles. Also like Ollivander he appeared to be as ancient as Dumbledore himself. "What do you want?" the man asked, not trusting a hooded stranger.
Harry released the glamor on the Black Crest, allowing it to show to the man. "I am Lord Black, and you will sell me the best books you have on wandcrafting or else." still not taking his hood off.
The old shopkeeper wasn't stupid, he knew that the Black family was full of dark witches and wizards, and powerful ones at that. To deny his request could very well mean death at the worst, torture at the best. "Yes of course my Lord. It will take just a moment to collect it." The now sweating man hurried from behind the counter over to the bookshelf and began searching for a specific book. A minute later he came hurrying back and began to ring up his purchase. Harry took the time to read the cover of the book A Wandcrafters Guide to a Powerful Wand. Harry paid the man fifty galleons for the book shrunk and pocketed it. He reapplied the glamor to the Black crest before leaving the shop looking for his last stop in Knockturn Alley for the day.
Another fifteen minutes and him and Padfoot happened upon an out of the way pet store by the name of Orthman's Exotic Emporium. Dropping the glamor on his Slytherin crest this time he walked into the store. A multitude of exotic animals lined the shelves around the little shop. There were many types of snakes, birds, reptiles, and other various magical animals. Walking to the counter a man in his late 50's was there to greet him with a glance down at the Slytherin crest showing on his robes. "Ahh, Lord Slytherin, how many I be of service to you today Milord." apparently it pays to have people know you are of the same house as the Dark Lord.
"Yes, I am looking for books on how to create Basilisk's, and I do not have all day." Harry said with a slight hiss in his voice, trying to play the part. The man quickly shot off into the back room and came bustling back only a few moments later.
"Milord, the only thing I have that may be of use is this book written in Parseltongue. I know not what it says of course, but there is a picture of a Basilisk on the cover." Harry took the book from the man and began to examine it. Just as he said, there was a picture of a large basilisk on the front with two small topaz set into the cover as its eyes. Learning that he could in fact read Parseltongue, he was treated to his biggest shock of the day since leaving Gringotts. The title on top of the book read §A Parseltongue's Guide to a Basilisk by Salazar Slytherin§.
"How much?" was all he asked the man.
"200 galleons Milord, I cut the price in half for a valued customer such as yourself."
Harry placed the full 400 galleons down on the counter in front of the man before shrinking and pocketing the book. "Just make sure you remember that I was never hear." He heard to man confirm his request as he turned to leave the shop.
With Padfoot once again at his side, they made their way back out to Diagon Alley and headed to pick up his new trunk as it was almost 8pm. He knew it was not going to be a cheap purchase when he walked in and saw the huge grin on Weird Al's face. Taking off his hood and checking to undo the glamors that were applied to his crests, he made his way over to the counter where he could see his trunk sitting.
The trunk was just like he pictured it would looked. It was made out of what looked like African Black Wood, with all the trim done in silver with elegant patterns engraved in it. In the very center, was the coat of arms with all four house crests inside of it. Overall he was very pleased with the outcome of the trunk. "Lord Potter its good to see you back, your trunk is almost finished, all that is left to do is add your password and your ready to go. All you have to do is place your hand over the locking device and say 'set password' and then whatever you want your password to be. I will step over to the side and ring you up while you take care of it."
Already knowing what his password was going to be, he placed his hand onto the locking mechanism. "Set password §Potter's Place§." a feint white glow encompassed the lock for a few seconds and disappeared after he heard the lock click into place. Walking back over to the counter to pay for his new trunk he looked at the receipt and saw that this was going to set him back right at 50,000 galleons. Wierd Al pulled a Gringotts fund transfer sheet from under the counter and filled it out for the amount and gave it to Harry to sign. He quickly read it over making sure all was in order and signed his name. He shrunk his trunk and pocketed it and went back outside to meet up with Sirius. Once they had found another empty alley Sirius took human form again, and Harry had him apparate them both back to the park in Little Whinging, where Sirius would wait as Padfoot seeing as the wards around #4 would probably detect him due to his Dark Mark. Wishing he had remembered to take his invisibility cloak with him today, Harry tried to sneak in the backdoor and up to his room without being noticed. He apparently failed.
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN FREAK?" a purple faced Vernon shouted out. "I THOUGHT I MADE IT CLEAR TO YOUR WORTHLESS ARSE THAT YOU WERE GOING TO EARN YOUR KEEP AROUND HERE BOY! YOUR AUNT HAD TO MAKE LUNCH AND DINNER TODAY NO THANKS TO YOU!" Vernon made to grab Harry by the throat but he was about to find out that his days of bossing him around were over. With a quick flick of his wand Vernon was blasted back into the kitchen table, knocking it over and sprawling him onto the floor.
"I can show you what a real freak can do Vernon." he spat Vernon's name like it taste bad just to say it. He had a malicious glint in his eyes as he continued. "I am leaving tonight for good and you best pray to the heavens that you never see me again! You ever try to touch me again and I will separate your hands from the rest of you and strangle your fat arse with them!"
With Vernon cowed for now, Harry took off upstairs and began to pack his belongings as quickly as he could. He really wanted to get out of here for good before his plans we awry. Ten minutes and a double check of the loose floorboard under his bed later and he was ready to go. Letting Hedwig out of her cage he told her to find him at Potter Manor. Harry went blasting back through the back door headed towards the park. Spotting Padfoot between the park bench and the bushes, Harry called for his new house elf. "Dobby!"
"Yes Master Harry Potter Sir?" apparently he was going to have to work on getting him to call him Harry.
"First you don't have to call me master when it is just us. Second, have you found where we are going to be living yet?"
"Oh yes Harry Potter Sir. We's be going to stay at Potter Manor sir!"
"Perfect Dobby, you have done a great job. I just need you to take me and Sirius there and we can settle down and relax for the rest of the night." Harry and Dobby walked over to Sirius who was human once again. All three grabbed hands and Dobby popped them all away to freedom.
S95N OUT
