Sorry I took so long, but I hope you enjoy. I don't own anything.
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Viper woke with a start from sleeping, haunted by dreams of their past life while it was still dark; They stood getting dressed as Hedwig watched as they went around getting ready for the day, she cocked her head in question.
When they looked at her they said, "I'm planning on looking through the books we found yesterday and visiting Gringotts, to get some money." She chuffed at them and they looked offended, "Hedwig, I would never steal. While you're with me."
She gave them a look.
They backed away, "You know I don't deal primarily with legal things. And I'm not suicidal, I wouldn't rob the goblins. Not from them directly."
She still glared at them, "Fine," they sigh, "I won't go to the bank without you to keep me from robbing the bank."
With that, she seemed to smile and hopped away to the window as they walked downstairs to get food.
"Do you want the same thing as yesterday?" Tom asked when they walked down the stairs.
Viper grimaced under their hood, "If you must."
"What do ya mean?"
"Yes," Viper grudgingly responded.
Tom gave them a strange look, "All right then."
They sat down in the back corner of the pub to wait for their food and pulled a book out. Reading the title, they sighed 'Flames of the Sky-A Broad View.' Flipping it open the were surprised, even though they knew this 'V.D.' person was a good writer who knew their subject, this was the wizard world and near nothing was this straightforward.
A thought struck them, what if this V.D. wasn't a wizard, or at least not a english wizard and that was why the storekeeper was so reluctant to share his knowledge. Or he was stingy and wanted him to be the only one with the information.
While they were thinking, their food arrived which just like yesterday they poked at and nibbled on it just a little, then sighed once more and dropped a few coins while standing to walk back upstairs.
When they reached their room they sighed and muttered to themself "English food is disgusting, I liked this why?" They paused for a moment, thinking back "Oh yes, it's because I was starved and any food is a good food then."
They grabbed a book and sat down on their bed after opening their window to let Hedwig in when she came back. Most of what the books said was true, but it skipped over some parts randomly. Specify about Vongola things like true names of anyone involved or most of what had happened in their lifetime.
They tapped their finger on the bed frame thinking about how this could have been found out. All of this shouldn't have been found out by anyone who was a civilian, let alone by magicals. They were just lucky that most of them didn't believe in mafia and their flames, or that most didn't look into it if they did believe.
Also who in their right mind was stupid enough to leave books like this laying around where civilians could get them. They nearly slapped themself before correcting their thoughts, Who in the mafia was stupid enough to leave these books around civilians.
They sighed looking out at the setting sun and said to Hedwig, who was just coming back to their room. "I just spent the entire day reading books about something I know more about then was written. And I never got around to visiting Gringotts."
Hedwig gives them a questioning look. They answered her question with, "I needed to see what this person knows." She nods in understanding, but continues to question.
They sighed, "This person knows far too much for them to be anyone not in the mafia. Also they put bits and parts in the book. Nothing with a lot of information, just far too many topics that are barely hinted at."
They stood up from the bed to paise, "There wasn't enough information for it to even be an introduction book for anyone in the mafia, but it was written recently. It was like the writer wanted it to be in civilian hands. And these were written years apart in some cases so why hasn't the Vindice found them."
They froze, "Does the Vindice exist? What about the date, was/am still alive right now." They pulled out a paper to write their questions before deciding against it.
"Well," they said, "Now I have a problem. I suppose I'll just stay out of Italy until I found out."
They sat back down on the bed and slid into sleep.
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The next morning Viper woke and walked downstairs, deciding to skip the 'food' for breakfast. They walked into the alley ignoring all of the other shops that were open at 5 moving single mindedly towards Gringotts which loomed above the rest of the street.
Viper entered the building guarded by the goblins. When they got in the building was dark, maybe the light comes from sunlight they think.
When they stopped the goblin in front of they barked out "What." They sneered at him for a second, "I need to see my investments, my vaults, and anytime they have been opened."
"Name," the goblin grunted. "Potter." Viper saw the microsecond of surprise on the goblin's face before his face was carefully blank. "All right then, we'll need your blood to make sure you're who you say you are." Viper blinked before sneering, "I will not prove my identity in public."
"Why not?" The goblin seemed exasperated. "You don't want everyone to see you as a fake?"
"That would be a poor idea. After all, than I would be trapped and I'm not that stupid, also if I was trying to look like I was myself then wouldn't I TRY to look like the rumors state me to look?"
The goblin sighed saying "Follow me then." as he turned and walked down a hallway behind a large door. They followed him eyes scanning the halls to find easy escapes and memorise the halls they walked.
The goblin stopped at a large, closed door pushing it open. He stepped inside and gestured for Viper to follow which they did after a few moments of hesitation, they sit at the offered seat which they had carefully checked.
The goblin turned and left shutting the heavy doors behind them and leaving Viper alone with the goblin sitting across from them. "Well." He said, "You are yet another claiming to be Potter." The goblin sighed.
"I do not claim to be Potter, I am Potter." Viper hissed.
"You look nothing like Potter, act nothing like him. Some of the other goblins have seen him, I know what he looks like." He protected.
Viper's annoyed, "Have you not heard of illusions? You believe what you see is what you get, and you work at a bank, truly? And you would think someone who is trying to be discreet yet is famous would wear their own face to do that business? I thought the goblins were supposed to be smarter than the wizards."
The goblin started, "No wizard illusion would make it through the enchantments on these halls. None."
"And you assume that this is wizard? When I express my disgust towards them? How foolish."
The goblin grumbled then said, "Your blood? I have to test it."
"Will all blood be destroyed when we are done?"
"It will be. Now, your hand." The goblin stuck out a hand to grab Viper's and the other holding a knife.
"I will not allow another to do that." Viper said raising an eyebrow unseen. "Where do I put the blood."
The goblin pulled his hands in and reached into his desk pulling out a large dish and pouring a liquid into it. Viper made a knife and made a small slit in their hand and let the blood drip into the potion.
The potion turned a brilliant indigo color causing the goblin to frown before a second later the color turned red as blood and the goblins frown faded. The goblin met Viper's eyes, "It seems you are of the Potter family, but you have some rather interesting magics."
Viper smirked, "I do, don't I. After all my disguise is still standing."
"So you know what your magic is?" The goblin asked leaning in excitedly. Viper's eyes swept the desk then the room. They stopped at one point for a second before meeting the impatient goblin's gaze and quickly saying "I may."
The goblin frowned, "We need to know if you have any other heritage."
They scoffed, "If you need it you likely do. Also, I can tell you've seen this happen before and obviously no one has told you before. So, why should I be the one to tell you?" They smiled in a way far from friendly, "There must be something wrong if someone as important as you knows nothing." They paused again, "Then again you, might just have loose lips. And if that's true, count yourself lucky you still have them. Your lips I mean."
Viper pressed their hands to the table, "You have the information you need, can you not just give me my key so we can move on with our own lives?"
The goblin was obviously disgruntled and off balance. "Yeah, yeah. Can you wait a second?"
Viper frowned, "No, I cannot wait."
"Fine." The goblin dug around in his desk and pulled a key out, "Focus your magic into this and it will become your key, also any other existing keys will be destroyed."
Viper frowned but said nothing and took the key. They carefully pushed their magic into the blank key and it started to change, a crest formed as the key turned a rosy gold. The key had no teeth, but they could feel an energy that was concentrated where the teeth would have been.
"Now, can we look at any records of my vaults and my investments?" They said tapping long fingers on the desktop.
The goblin stood up and walked into the back and seemed to be shuffling around before he came out holding a folder. "This should have all of your investments and anytime your vaults have been used in the past five years."
They picked up the folder in front of them, they looked over the sheets full of investments and frowned "My parents honestly invested in things like this. Really? Who decided what they invested in." Frowning, they moved to the information about their vaults.
The numbers were far too small for Viper's liking, in fact the largest numbers were in his own trust vault which shouldn't be possible. "Why, are the largest numbers in my trust vault?"
"Because the Potters wish for there to be a donation of 30,000 galleons a year to St. Mungo's, but there was no one refilling the vaults with there own money. As well as them donating more money than they should have to the war effort and restoration." The goblin grunted.
"And how much money is 'too much'?" Viper asked, their unseen eyes cold as ice at the waste of money.
"A great deal, over 5 million."
They grimaced at the huge waste of money, "And why have people been drawing money after their deaths? I have rarely used these vaults and this is more the the yearly . . . deposits."
"Like I said war efforts."
"The war is over according to popular opinion."
"The Potters stated that should anyone ask for money and say it was to support the war then they would get a reasonable amount of money, unfortunately people have continued doing that even as the war is over." The goblin sighed.
"I will no longer allow that to happen, should they come again for money they will be denied." After that they grumbled to themself, "It will take forever to get enough money to refill this vault."
"You think you can get that much money back?" The goblin said raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I can." Viper said lightly. "Now I need to change most of the investments, in fact just get rid of all of them right now, I'll deal with them later. Can you do that?"
"I can."
"Please do it now then." They said.
The goblin deleted most of the words covering the sheets and showed it to Viper, "When will you be here to choose your investments."
"Later. When I have information."
After a moment of silence they stood up saying, "Thank you for your time." They turned and walked towards the door and paused, "Is there a place where people can place complaints?" They opened the door with a touch and walked out as the door fell a smirk on their face.
When they reached the main hall a goblin said "You need to go to your vaults?"
"I do." Viper said, touching their hood to put a spell on it to keep it up. They sat down in the cart and the goblin smiled cruelly, the cart took off at top speed and Viper carefully blanked their face. Unlike Viper the goblin let emotions slide across his face for a second before they disappeared.
When they reached their vaults and opened them the amount in them was just as unimpressive in person as it looked on paper. Sighing they gathered some money and then were back off to the surface. When they reached the main hall of the bank they walked to one of the desks for money exchange and held up their bag of coins, "Can I exchange this for muggle money?"
The goblin at the front desk boredly said "Yes, give it here." And put the coins on a scale before handing them an appropriate amount of money.
Viper turned on their heel and walked out of the bank, then continued walking to leave Diagon Alley. When they reached the non-magic area they turned and followed the wall sliding into the back streets.
The area was dark with no one staying anywhere for too long, people moving quickly as they watched everything. The street itself wasn't really dark, it just seemed dark because of the aura of danger covering everything.
Viper walked down the streets slower than those surrounding them, they watched people looking for the right person to approach with their offers. They paused once the shadows covered them completely, eyes like a viper watch the people passing the streets, flicker from one person to the next.
Their eyes settled on a familiar face, one of the cops who was obviously a plant, Jacob. Viper quietly followed him, keeping out of view of the main part of the street where Jacob was walking.
Their target tensed when they started to grow closer and Viper silently cursed their lack of any type of training. Increasing their use of mist flames may get then even more attention if they weren't careful and the right people were around.
Jacob turned into an alley and seemed to disappear; Viper paused, thinking about their choices before drawing a knife they took from someone else sliding it into their sleeve to hide and readying their flames.
They entered the alley keeping to the shadows and tugging at their hood to make it stay in place. Jacob was standing at the end of the alley with his knife drawn and his hand on his gun. "Who are you?" He growled his eyes passing back and forth through the alley.
Viper used their flames to float and dragged the shadows to cover them even as they stepped out of the natural forming shadows. "Someone who has an offer."
"An offer for who, about what?" The man was tense, his hand tightening around the hand of the gun.
"For you. And for information." They hovered closer to shadows the moment Jacob's hand tensed around the gun's handle.
"What type of information? About who?"
"General information, what's happening in the world, who's doing what, and their weaknesses. Nothing about your Familia if you don't want it. Or the police."
"I don't have the authority to do that." He was raising his gun the moment Viper mentioned Familia. "And that you know of my position means you have to die."
Viper caused a vine to wrap around the man's wrists, pulling it against his leg. "I won't expose you." They said out loud then tightened the vine, "Unless you force me too."
"That's not very reassuring." The man said trying to pull his arm up from where it was held.
"It's not meant to be." They growled under their breath at lack of progress, "I will talk to your boss if that is so necessary, but it would be good to make connections."
Jacob raise his eyebrows, "So you approach some random guy on the streets for 'good connections'?"
"Perhaps you're more stupid than I thought. I approach you on the street and I know things that you would rather not have get out and you think it's random."
"Having the right eyes in the right places would give you that information."
"If I had those eyes I wouldn't be approaching you." Viper huffed.
The man standing across from them looked them over once more then sighed, "I'll talk to my boss about it. You'll only be contacted if the boss says yes."
They released Jacob's wrist and gun at the same time they dragged the shadows over themself to hide. The man jerked his hand away as soon as it was released rushing down the alley and onto the street where he could disappear in the sea of faces.
Viper appeared from the shadows hiding them and floated to the rooftops. Once up there they walked to the edge facing the street, watch the people running back and forth through the street.
Hedwig swooped down landing on their shoulder hooting. Viper turned their head slightly, "You think he'll do it." Hedwig responded by tilting her head and Viper nodded, "I think so too."
They sat there watch the people, before a ding sounded on the computer that they 'saved' from the Dursleys. They flipped it open to check what happened and found that there was someone looking into the Dursley's bank accounts. They hissed, "Why is someone looking into them now.
They started typing, attempting to hide that they had taken the money. The person looking into it seemed to notice there was something wrong and stopped working on finding what they were working on to trace the other person in the account. Viper scowled and started to backtrace what they did to the account.
"God, I'm going to have to ditch this, won't I." After pulling out of the account they started to erase any personal information from the computer and transferred it to a phone they pulled from a pocket hidden on the inside of their cloak.
They shut it off after the person tracking them got too close to getting into information they'd rather have hidden. After they did that they used their magic to smash it, before starting a fire to melt anything remaining. "I'll have to get a new one." They murmured, "Preferably one that can resist magic. . . For once I sort of miss Verde."
With that they floated to the ground and walked out of the darkened maze of streets to where the people who lived a life a little more honest lives walked. They followed the street hoping to find a store where they could buy clothing.
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"Damn it!" Garcia exclaimed before saying over the phone, "The person who hacked this account erased as much as they could and now the computer and account they used are gone."
"Gone," Morgan exclaimed, "How can it just be gone? Did they destroy the computer or something?"
"I think so." Garcia said to the phone before murmuring to herself about how could someone destroy a computer.
"Do you think it's related to the case?"
"No," She finally said, "This hasn't show up in any of the other victims, the only thing that is similar is that the family went to prison for possession of drugs. Not that I'm an expert, but it should be looked into."
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After Viper bought some clothing for themself, they wandered around the city looking for an electronics store. When they found one they went it and a man came up to them.
"Hello, sir. What can we do for you today?" The cheerful store clerk asked.
"I'm looking for a laptop." They said lowly, uncomfortable with the bright lights but not willing to show it.
"What type?"
"I don't have a preference for brand or model, but I'd prefer something light, fast, and dark colored." Viper decided.
"Well, we have several things you might be interested in." The man said leading them deeper into the store.
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(°-°)~ -Time skip because I'm lazy and know almost nothing about brands and models.
Viper walked out hours later with both a laptop and a tablet grumbling about how much they cost and how much time they wasted.
Walking into the Leaky Cauldron they wondered if they would work as well at Hogwarts as they did here. Unfortunately probably not. They went upstairs and took out some paper-yes paper, parchment-that they had picked up while they were out and took out a warding book they had 'picked up' when they had gone exploring the in the creature alley.
Thankfully the people down that alley had at least begun to experiment with technology and magic.
They flipped the book to the page that was supposed to have the most information and started to read it looking at a runes book they had also 'picked up' as a reference. The runes that were being used seemed to come primarily from Asia.
Eventually they carved the necessary ruins into both they laptop and the tablet, swearing to look into the ruins more.
"So Hedwig, I think we accomplished a lot more today than we have in other days. Do you think so?"
The owl sitting on the window sill watching them nodded her head in a seemingly human gesture.
They sat up on their bed and smiled, "So do you have anything you want to do before we go to that death trap called a school?" Hedwig seemed to laugh, then moved her wings in a sweeping gesture.
"You want to fly? With me? Like floating from roof to roof, because I'm not getting back on a broom." After a quick pause. "Not even for Quidditch."
They though for a moment before grumbling, "Everyone's going to try and force me to play." They sighed, "Don't worry Hedwig, we'll be flying a lot at Hogwarts." And with that Hedwig seemed to smile and took off into the night leaving Viper to stare at a screen and start regaining their fortune.
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It was the next morning and Viper had yet to sleep, they had just continued typing away at the computer and sometimes tapping at their tablet. Hedwig swooped in just before dawn and gestured to the sky.
Viper sighed, but put down their electronics. "I'm coming." They stood on the window sill for a second but then launched off and floated next to Hedwig. She did her bird smile again, and started to lead them off into the city.
They protested, "Someone might see!" And the owl glared at the miser and they submitted conjuring an illusion to hide themself. "You know their are people you can see through this." But the owl just seemed smug.
They continued to grumble quietly as they followed the bird. The snowy owl flew until they reached the roof of a building where they and the following informant landed. Viper gave the owl a look, "We really didn't have anything else to do other than fly. Really?"
"Ah, whatever. . .It is pretty." Viper admitted.
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It had been hours before they came back from flying. They tried to get back to work, but Hedwig refused. They sighed, "Yes I know, tomorrow we have to go to school, but that means I have a limited time to work." They watched Hedwig's response before saying, "I'm not going to relax, I have work to do."
After arguing with Hedwig and finally noticing that they hadn't gotten this years supples, they finally gave into the studdren owl's demand.
They invited Hedwig onto their shoulder and walked into the alley dogging in and out of shops to get their supplies soon after they got the last of their supplies they were stopped by a shout of "HARRY" from Mrs. Weasley who must have gotten a peak under their hood.
Viper hadn't wanted anyone to see Harry's features which were slowly looking more like his own, but they had had to get new things that were the right size, not the size of their past adult self.
They pulled their hood down farther and moved to exit the shop when the woman grabbed their sleeve. "Harry! Where were you? It was very wrong to leave you aunt and uncle's house. And you should have told us, we can get the charges dropped."
Viper tensed some trying to keep it unnoticeable. Hedwig on the other hand spread her white wings disguised as a dark red ones, screeching.
The woman-Mrs. Weasley-continued on saying, "It's not safe out here." and "You know you can always come to us for help." Before Viper finally snapped, "Let go of me." Their voice deadly with venom.
drew back and almost let go in surprise, but she tightened her grip less then a second later. "Harry! Why would you tell me to let you go, we're just trying to help you. You really should come with."
"Let go of me woman." They hissed at the her. "I have no business with you. And I never will."
"What are you talking about? What business? We're family."
"Fool," They hissed under their breath, "We're not family, go find the person you're family with. It's not me."
"How could you say that?" The hand that wasn't holding their arm moved to hit their face. That pushed Viper over the edge. They snached their arm back and dodged the hand moving towards their face. Once it went over their head they brought their head up, a vine grabbing the hand.
"What were you doing woman?" They hissed.
"What are you doing? You say were not family, then you grab my arm so hard it hurts, and what is that?" She started to tug on her arm trying to get it free. "Make it let go of me Harry."
"I'm not Harry." They said as they disappeared into the crowd.
Hedwig sat on their shoulder glaring at anyone who got to close. "Hey, Hedwig." Viper said to their passenger. "When do you think I should put on my illusion, out of the alley, in the civilian world, or in the Leaky Cauldron."
She tilted her head at them, then gazed at the eyes and whispers following the two. Viper nodded decisively, "It would be better to do it where no one is watching." They slipped out of the Leaky Cauldron as quietly as they had come in and just as unnoticed.
When they reached the webs of alleys that ran through the city they changed their appearance completely to the one they had had before their death.
They signed to their constant companion, "I wish that woman hadn't approached me, such a bother." as they walked along the near abandoned street. They heard footsteps coming closer, faster and faster.
"You." A familiar voice said.
"Yes," Viper said not bothering to look at Jacob. "What have you decided about my offer."
"My boss has agreed. As long as you meet him."
"Where? I'm not stupid enough to met someone on their territory where they have have an advantage unless absolutely necessary."
"I thought that would be the response." The man sighed, "So yes, the meeting spot is not on grounds that are ours. They are a neutral area." He gestured to follow, "Please follow me."
Viper warely followed him, both themself and Hedwig were ready for an attack. The man lead them through the alleys looking much more at home then he had in his uniform the few time the mist had seen him in it.
Jacob paused at a building that looked like all of the others, brick, dirty, just another normal building. In other words too exactly like it should look, not all those flashy places from the movies.
"In here." Was the only thing said as Jacob opened the door. The inside was dark, proudly to hide faces and make it more difficult to aim, but to Viper it would be a perfect place to scare someone to insanity.
There was a man sitting at a desk in the back of the room, but there were also the flames of multiple people trying to hide. Viper scoffed, they couldn't even hide their flames even though at very least half were active.
They stayed close to the door, not wanting to be surrounded by the people 'hiding' in the shadows.
Neither side said anything, Viper having decided that they would wait for the other to speak first. Eventually the man spoke up, most likely because of the shifting of his men, Viper hoped it was just because they were inexperanced and that these weren't the best men in this group.
"I do wonder why you decided that blackmail was the best way to get information." Were the man's words.
"Because it's the most efficient."
"It may be efficient," he admitted, "but it is not the best start to any relationship."
"It's worked in the past and will continue in the future." Viper spoke their voice monotone.
"And you've had no one come to kill you."
"I never said that." They said, "There have been such . . . fools. But they were taken care of." Viper added a poisonous grin to that statement.
There was silence after that statement and every person froze, even the breathing which had been so loud before was so quiet it could have been a mouse.
"So the options are to give you the information or die."
"No, was that you're impression?" They started reaching up to pet Hedwig, "You tell me the information or certain information is shown to the world. But, if you-if any of you-try to tell anyone, let's just say there are things worse than death."
"With that I suppose we should move along to agreements." The man in front said with a scowl.
"Yes. We should." Viper didn't move but the man did, he rummaged around in his desk before taking something out. He held the papers out, inviting Viper to take it from him. They still didn't move.
The man raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to take this or not?" Finally they walked forward, grabbing the papers, then moving backwards to the spot close to the doors.
"Afraid are you?" A voice sneered from the shadows.
"No, not at all. Simply smart, not staying in the easiest place to get surrounded is simply the best idea." They murmured, "Also I'm not the one hiding." They read through the contract sneering at the elementary language and attempts at hiding the parts that they wouldn't want to agree too.
"I'm certainly not signing this, not only is it a horrible contact, but it would be giving you a name, a way to find me."
"Then what are you planning on doing?" The apparent leader sneered.
"I came here for a confirmation that you would do what I asked you to do. A swear was all I need, as long as you don't have them. Which you don't so, no matter." Viper sighed, "But the information you will be giving me will be sent by Fantasia." They said gesturing to Hedwig on their shoulder.
Then man growled, but confirmed "It will happen."
"Good." Viper turned and left. When they were out of sight they floated to the rooftops because no matter how good they were at observation the back alleys were a maze only those who had been there could navigate.
They walked across the roofs until they were close enough to the main road, when the dropped on to the alleys beyond it to keep away from the eyes of civilians.
They walked onto the street keeping against the wall of buildings, Hedwig, who was still on their shoulder was carefully quiet until they reached their room in the Leaky Cauldron where she started to freak out, hooting at the top of her lungs.
"I know we didn't have the peaceful day you were looking for but why are you freaking out?" Viper asked their companion.
Hedwig finally stopped squawking to gester to the entire place, Viper sighed, "Everything will work out, I'll look like myself when we go to the train and sometime I'll turn back into Harry, Mrs. Weasley will probably tell me about the incident and I'll say I just stayed inside most of the time doing homework, because I got my books the first day, and the mini mafia would have a better chance if they weren't horrible people and if I hadn't worked out with Jacob that he and Firo will work for me not for that bad boss in there."
They nodded to themself, "They deserve better than that man, they're both skilled. They also only joined because they were loyal to the man's father, they swore loyalty to the man who was previously in charge not the organization."
Hedwig seemed amused when they said to her, "And they will be the people really giving us information not that fake mafia familia." Then both of them sighed and Viper said, "We should sleep for tomorrow after I finish packing."
Viper then did what they had just said and packed their trunk then flopped on their bed, Hedwig settled on their perch drifting off to sleep.
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(°-°)~ The Next Morning
Hedwig woke before Viper and went to the window, she tried to open in several times before going to the bed and poking the sleeping mist. Again, and again, and again until finally the sleeping miser woke. Immediately after they started swearing first in Italian, then branching out to other languages, beforeing finally returning to English to say, "What the fuck was that for?"
Hedwig laughed in her owl way(Still disapproving of the miser's swearing), then pointed at the closed window with he talon she used to poke her friend (No that Viper would admit it). Which resulted in them flicking their hand at the window and using their flames to open it, Hedwig flew to it then held her tellon up holding one claw up.
"I get it, you'll be back in an hour. Yes I'll be ready by then mother." The mist grumbled forcing themself to sit up, "See." They continued with their slow moves, getting out of bed and stumbling to the bathroom yelling, "Yes Hedwig, even I like to sleep."
Hedwig had left by the time they left the bathroom wearing a cloak looking like one of their own only suited to harry's size. They had put the illusion on their face, but had no change in their body size because they wanted to continue to have this even as harry.
They waited for Hedwig to come back and walked downstairs and out the door carrying their trunk with their owl friend on their shoulder. They got to the station over an hour early to try and get a compartment for themself were they could work alone.
The platform was completely devoid of life as they entered the train through the back, they didn't go into the first empty compartment, but went into the second car and went into the second open compartment there. They put their trunk on the opposite bench to open it and removed their new computer which hopefully wouldn't be affected by magic.
They left their trunk on the seats across from them and kept their face rather than look like Harry to try and drive people away, as well as using their flames to give the door a feeling of wrong about it.
They spent hours working before their bubble of quiet was broken. They had previously removed the illusion to focus completely on their work, but their hood was still up and their hair an eyes were both tinted purple. Still when the dor was forced open and Ron and Hermione entered, they recognised them and Hedwig-Who's illusion had also faded-almost instantaneously.
Hermione yelled, "Harry," the moment she recognised them, "Have you been here the whole time?"
"Yeah, mate." Ron agreed, "You should have come looking for us." He continued.
"I just want to be alone," The irritated Viper hissed, peeking out from under their hood but not removing it.
"You should have told us you needed help," Hermione exclaimed, "We would do anything we could to help." She tried to reassure Viper and still ignored what they said.
"You could help by leaving me alone." Viper hissed again, "And I haven't needed any help."
"What are you talking about, mate? Why would you want as to leave you alone? We just found you." Ron exclaimed just as oblivious as he normally was.
"Get out, get out." Vier hissed once more, twitching. They waited for a second before throwing their hands up and forcing them out and slamming the door.
The two started pounding on the door yelling, "Harry, let us in, Let us in." Over and over, of course Viper only heard it once as they set up a soundproof barrier around their compartment after forcing them out.
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Ron and Hermione finally stopped ten or twenty minutes after harry forced them out.
"Why do you think harry was acting so weird?" Ron asked Hermione, "I mean he forced us out and said he just wanted to be alone."
"I don't know. He was acting really weird though. Wait." Hermione paused stilling completely, "What if he's being affected by Volde"- "Don't say his name" -"mort. That could explain why he didn't tell us anything and why he forced us out saying he just wanted to be alone." She slammed her fist into her hand. "We have to tell someone."
"We should owl Dumbledore." Ron exclaimed.
"Yes," Hermione agreed and when they reached their compartment they wrote, telling about what happened before sending it to Dumbledore via Pig.
"I hope he'll come back." Hermione mumbled.
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In Viper's compartment they just worked away not feeling anything wrong, with Hedwig cooing softly in her sleep.
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Sorry I took such a crazy long time, I'll try to do better(It is longer though). Buuut I hope you like it(Please comment and give advice). and I found out I like tea much more for writing for hours on end or hot chocolate.
Also I just decided today while writing this story that Jacob and firo will be recurring characters. Sooooo I hope you like them.