HARRY POTTER THE NINJA PART 4
I own nothing but the ideas contained in this story that can not be found in the original the same with the characters. What's mine is mine every thing else belongs to J,K,R
The following day Harry was still 'upset' over the Godfather incident. How the Leader of the Light could have a Death Eater [looked this up as well, that's how she spells it] running around the school for so many years and never know about it was bad on so many fronts, and the fact that he had trained then obliviated James, Sirius, and Peter so that he could not get into trouble if they were caught was not helping his image any either.
Having a Godfather might also make it harder family-wise as they would have to allow him access to Harry to keep up the whole 'following Japanese traditions' sham.
Although in the event that Sirius became an obstacle an accident could be arranged for him, though that might complicate things. Then again, maybe this could be made to work in their favour…hmmm. That bore some thought. What he needed to do was to make a foolproof plan.
Harry looked up, his owl Hedwig was making her way towards him with what looked like two packages. He smiled mischievously, time for some simple revenge.
Harry had just finished History of Magic and was muttering about how it was a useless class, several who over heard him agreed one notable witch disagreed most vehemently.
"Harry," Hermione began stridently, "History of Magic is important." She shook her head as Harry blew his nose again. Didn't he ever stop sniffling?
Harry nodded his head in agreement, "Yes, history is important, my Dad said that those who do not learn from it will repeat it."
Hermione looked at him and shook her head, "Then why say it is useless then?"
Harry shook his head despairingly as if Hermione was the one with the problem before he began to explain his convoluted point of view. Several students stopped to watch the odd pair; one a bit slow to put it nicely, and no one was sure on how to class Hermione.
It would surprise many that a few students thought Harry was a screwed up genius, more of a idiot savant but still an idiot for all things rudimentary. After all, with the improvements to the class instruction of Broom Flying with Prof. Hooch those were his ideas and how he also had Snape being cautious on what he said had many students wondering how could he be as stupid as others thought. Given that he often said what his 'Dad' said many had to agree if he was daft his Father most certainly was not.
Harry shook his head again and pushed a hanky under his nose as he sneezed, he blew it hard then finally was ready to reply.
"Hermione can Yurei (Japanese for ghost) leave this castle?" She looked at him blankly.
"Professor Binns is a Yurei." He continued on to help elucidate his point.
She smiled, "We call them ghosts here Harry"
"Well can a ghost learn something new? Other than Peeves who is not a ghost but what I think is an Zashiki-warashi."
She looked at him strangely again.
"Harry we call things like Peeves poltergeist's."
Harry stared at her, "Do all types of Poltergeist have the same name? As Zashiki-warashi are the ghosts of children, often mischievous rather than dangerous. Where Onryō are vengeful ghosts who come back from purgatory for a wrong done to them during their lifetime. Goryō on the other hand are vengeful ghosts of the aristocratic class, especially those who were martyred." He took a breath and was surprised to see some people trying to write down what he had said.
"Either way Hermione, poltergeists can move things but can a ghost move solid objects? If not who marks our work? As the only teacher in the room is Professor Binns how do they know what we have been set? Or what we have been taught?"
His hanky shot up as he started to sneeze again, when he had stopped he started again but by this time many students were nodding including some Ravenclaws who they had just shared a class with.
Harry carried on as if the sneezing fit had never happened. "If a ghost cannot learn new stuff and has not left the castle in approximately one hundred years then we lose one hundred years of historical knowledge. What happens one hundred years from now when Voldemort will become an unknown event except for the ones still alive to remember his tyranny?"
Several students gasped whether from his use of Voldemort or because he worked this out before them, he was unsure and as he was 'stupid' he pretended not to notice and blithely continued on.
Hermione spoke up, "Harry you are not supposed to say that name. You know how it affects people."
Harry looked at her and smiled, "See I won the chat already."
She stared at him shaking her head. "Harry how do you work out you won this discussion?"
"Hermione if we were taught modern history you would know I killed Voldemort when I was one and a half years old on Halloween.
"Why would I or anyone with a brain be scared of a dead man?" Harry asked with fake innocence even while knowing that Voldemort's specter was very much 'alive'. "Maybe when he was alive he was feared but why fear him when he is dead? Even if he came back as an Yurei or even as a Onryō he would most likely be only an obake."
She looked confused at him so he explained one of the myths of Japanese folklore which held a grain of truth, "An 'obake' is a spirit of a person who died and instead of seeking eternal slumber they haunt the place of their death sometimes causing trouble.
She nodded and made a note to look it up to satisfy her intellectual curiosity.
"Then surely all one needs to do is get it exercised." Harry continued.
Hermione shook her head, "Harry it is exorcised. Exercised is used in a sentence like this-"
She went into teacher mode while Harry blew his nose and the watchers and listeners carried on walking to their next lesson.
" Have you exercised the dog today? Meaning did you take the dog for a walk, while exorcised is what you do to ghosts."
She looked quite smug with herself at that moment.
Harry smiled at her, "So you admit that if he was a ghost we could get rid of him? So there is no reason to fear his name? "
Hermione and several students looked shocked and several muted conversations broke out. Harry continued, "If we were taught history properly-" he sneezed,"Properly then you would know this." Then he looked perplexed, "Wonder what a ghost spends its salary on?"
This got more than a few looks as well. They arrived at the class room for their next lesson and they entered. Nothing of any true note happened in their lesson on writing with quills but at the end of the lesson Harry walked over to the teacher.
"Professor I wonder if you would like a chocolate?" Harry held out a box of quality Cadbury's. "If you look in the lid it shows what is in each one, I like the purple ones." Harry smiled.
The Professor looked up and frowned before asking severely, "Are you trying to curry favour with me Mr. Potter?"
Harry shook his head in denial, "In Japan where I was brought up a student always showed respect to their sensei and would often give them a treat as a thank you for the wisdom they shared with them. It is just the way I was brought up." Harry's eyes started to tear up and after a quick sob he left the room.
The Professor looked shocked more so when Granger spoke up, "Sir, you know Harry is 'simple' why would he curry favours? He was just being nice, unlike you."
She turned and walked out the room leaving a perplexed teacher behind."Why do I feel like I just kicked a sick dog?" He mumbled to himself and went back to marking the work in front of him.
Hermione caught up with her sobbing fried and soon calmed him down.
The pair left for lunch. When they entered the great hall they found a seat and soon Harry was tucking into his dinner. Professor Muckridge walked over to Harry and tapped him on the shoulder.
Harry turned around and looked up a fork part way to his plate. If anyone had been looking they would have seen this fork was now pointing at the Professor's stomach after all it had point and pointy things make good weapons.
"Mr. Potter I am sorry I upset you today please accept my apologies."
Harry smiled and "OK ,Professor . I guess it was because you westerners are so uncivilized. As most of the world accepts a thank you with grace."
Harry turned back to his dinner while the Professor went from apologetic to apoplectic in a split second, and was about to say something when Hermione spoke up.
" Harry ,that was not very nice. He apologized you should be civil towards him."
Harry looked at her a confused look on his face. "I said I accepted the apology and now the matter is closed how was I not nice to him?"
She looked at him and shook her head "You said he was uncivilised."
Harry smiled "Japan had gunpowder a 1000 years before this country we can trace our history back many thousands of years. He cannot do the same England is barely at a stage we were 1000 years ago and the Magical community is further back than that. When Hogwarts was being built we owned most of Asia when they were sticking the rocks together to make this place we were building masterpieces that are still stared at in wonder today. How was I wrong in my statement?"
Hermoine took a breath to reply then shook her head "You're not I am sorry."
Many started at this and looked between the two and the Professor had to agree Harry was right. He walked away with what dignity he could. He had been bested by an idiot he knew how Snape felt now.
After Dinner they set of to the next lesson Herbology with the Hufflepuffs .
Harry looked in wonder at all the plants and had to be pulled back from one being told that Mandrakes were not to be messed with.
The teacher went on to tell them about different plants and their ability's and some of their weaknesses she told them that sometimes a rhyme or a song could help you remember and demonstrated with one about Devil's snare. Harry took it all in and noticed so did Neville who was for once taking notes and not messing up.
After the lesson Harry offered her a chocolate and Professor sprout smiled and took a couple after looking at the lid. Ron as soon as they were out the Greenhouses asked for one as well.
"Sorry Ron I brought these with my pocket money they are for teachers only."
Ron went red "but I am your mate surly you can spare one or two for me."
Harry shook his head " I speak with Dean, Neville and Hermoine, I do not remember being your mate"
Ron stormed of and Harry knew his plan would work. After a Lesson with Professor Flitwick Harry was in a good mood he had not been able to get the feather to float like Hermoine but least it had not exploded like Neville's. He offered the diminutive Professor a chocolate. The Professor was overjoyed and found a couple with nuts in that he said he had not had in a long time.
Harry and Hermoine walked out the class and Hermoine looked around and re adjusted her bag while Harry blew his nose again.
"Harry you should go to the school nurse I think you have a cold coming."
Harry nodded and had to agree. As they walked to the next lesson they caught up with Daphne Greengrass and another girl.
"Hello Daphne how are you today? Have you met Hermoine she is my friend."
Daphne turned and saw it was Harry Potter talking to her and she smiled as she remembered 'THE POTION LESSON' as everyone who had been there had dubbed it.
Hermoine held out her hand and after a few seconds Daphne took it and they shook hands. "This is my best friend Tracy Davis, we have known each other since we were little."
Harry bowed and complimented her on having a smile to lighten up any room, while Hermoine settled for shaking her hand. Ron had at some point turned around and seen this and was not happy.
As the four talked and walked to their next lesson they soon found a few common grounds. The two Slytherin girls were looked down on because they were female while Hermoine was looked down on as a muggle born and female.
Harry smiled at one of their comments and broke in innocently "If you beat the males score's then don't you have proof of being better? Also remember a women has many ways to make a man feel uncomfortable any snub now should be remembered and used to your advantage at a later date. At least that is what my Daddy told me when people looked at me badly because I was a gaijin."
They four girls looked at him and Tracey spoke up. "How did you do it?"
Harry smiled "My Daddy works for the ministry and when it was my Birthday he threw a party for me. Many important people were there those that had snubbed me were not." He Sneezed. " My Daddy says Family honour must be upheld and any bad thing to me is a bad thing to him."
Tracy and Daphne looked at each other," There are balls -if you catch my drift- and such a public 'no' when asked would deter or destroy his reputation," they nodded and smiled at the double implication.
They got to runes were for a change they had a single lesson and Harry and the class were told how some things worked better with runes than other types of magic. It was also stressed that this would prepare them for Ancient runes in their third year.
Harry found this a most enjoyable class and the Professor seemed to really love her work. After class he again offered a chocolate. She was only to happy to accept and had little or no knowledge of muggle confectionery. Their last lesson of the day was etiquette and Harry found it most boring how to sit when to sit. He was glad that etiquette and Quillmanship were first year only courses so that muggle born and half -bloods could get up-to a certain standard.
Harry was smiling as he and Hermoine sat for tea Dean one of Harry's dorm mates was telling him about different charcoal pencils and the pros and cons of them. Ron found a need to but in again in what was a private conversation.
"You don't want get involved in all that Nancy stuff get in-to a real job like Quidditch. You will never get anything for drawing."
Harry and several others turned to Ron and the Twins looked up.
What was becoming Harry's catch phrase left his mouth.
"My Daddy says art is one of the most important things ever no matter if it poetry drawing or music. He says that if you know any one of these and are good with a brain then you will never go hungry. If me and Dean learnt how to draw magic portraits how much could we charge? If we did not do portraits we would still have a good understanding of penmanship and be able to go into designing building in the muggle world. O r we could draw stuff from the magical world like dragons and sell them to fantasy fans."
Ron opened his mouth "But your not any good you can't even draw a dragon right."
Harry tilted his head inside he thought -The fish is hooked now to reel him in and plant some seeds of doubt.
"Ron I have never shown you my sketch pad and only Dean and Hermoine have seen it. Unless you have been in my things then there is no way you could know what I have or have not drawn."
Ron went red and being an idiot decided to stop this line of thought. The headmaster would not be happy he had nearly given himself away as a spy.
"Any way why did I see you talking to them snakes. You know they are all evil?"
Harry shook his head and turned to Hermoine "any idea what he is talking abo."
He sneezed and only just managed to cover his mouth.
"About?"
Hermoine thought about it "I think he means Tracy and Daphne."
"They are not snakes they are girls" Harry shook his head
" I am really confused now first we on about how he might have been going through my stuff without permission now he on about talking to snakes"
Ron winced Harry had brought it up again and now his twin brothers were looking at him with suspicion evident in their eyes.
"The Slytherin's are evil everyone knows that you shouldn't talk to them. All 'he who must not be named' supporters came from that house. It should be disbanded and then any who was in it have their wand snapped. That would stop the evil."
Harry Looked at Hermoine and smiled as he wiped his nose. "See I am right again."
Hermoine was lost "right about what?"
"History of magic. I told you it was no use."
"Harry how do you come to that idea? Ron is just a bigot he hates Slytherin's this does not prove anything."
Harry blew his nose and mumbled "I think I got a cold coming." Before he continued," The books you mentioned that say about me, what do they say about the whole thing?"
Hermoine went into lecture mode and several people stopped to hear how Harry would shoot someone down again.
" Voldemort came to your house and killed your birth parents then shot you with a killing curse this rebounded and killed him. I fail to see how this proves anything?"
Harry blew his nose and took a sip of his drink. "Hermoine you only said a fraction of what it says about me that night I did ask for it all."
Harry smiled "Hermoine it says my parent went into hiding correct?"
She nodded this was a known fact.
"OK it also says that Peter Pettigrew was a secret keeper for them. Correct?"
She nodded yet again failing to see were this was leading.
" He was caught and then he told Voldemort were my parents were after Sirius Black betrayed him and my parents correct?"
She nodded again still failing then it hit her.
She exclaimed "Both Black and Pettigrew were both Gryffindor's. You were made an orphan by a Gryffindor Deatheater and a Gryffindor with no courage as he gave away you and your parents to save his own life. He could not have been tortured as Black killed him less than a week later. He was fit and well according to witness then."
Harry smiled this was going better than he hoped.
"SO not only has history of magic failed to teach us recent history that affects us now but it has allowed a miscon miscon." He scratched his head "A wrong idea . To grow."
"Misconception Harry" This time it was Dean who supplied the word and Harry nodded his thanks before he started to sneeze again.
" So on that, that basis I should judge from my family's personal experience and say all! Gryffindor's are traitors."
Ron looked a little guilty as this was said.
"Or Deatheaters out to kill me and my family and who knows who else."
Ron decided to shut up but many students had started to think and talk amongst themselves some Ravenclaw's who had overheard it also started conversations up.
A Happy Harry and Hermoine with a joking Dean made their way to their common room where they sat to do a bit of homework. Harry Spotted Neville sitting Quietly in a corner and spoke up.
"Neville did you take notes in Herbology I seem to have missed some of that devil snare poem?"
Neville looked up surprised some one was asking for help. "Ye ye Yes I got the whole poem and I found a few more about different plants."
Hermoine nearly jumped out her seat as she called him over so all of them could study together. Neville was more than Happy to show his Herbology of and confessed it was the one thing he loved in the magical world.
Ron Did not go back to the common room happy he knew he had given to much away and the payments from the Headmaster might stop.
Harry put away his Quality Streets and got out the second package that had come and smiled He put the Ex-Lax on his table in an empty quality street box and smiled.
The next morning Harry went down to Breakfast.
Ron awoke late as usual and smiled all his dorm mates were gone. He spotted Harry's chocs on his table and smiled to himself. "If he wants to be a greedy selfish git I'll teach him. He helped himself to 4/5 of them before he rifled through Harry's stuff to see if any letters from his dad were there. Finding nothing he started to make his way from the Dorm when it his him.
Harry and friends were sitting having a nice morning chat when the school nurse came over.
"Mr. Potter I am most upset with you."
Harry looked at her confused "Who are you? And for what reason are you telling me off?"
She was a short women and could not be called fat or thin as she seemed a bit of both her Arms and her face plus what could be seen of her legs were thin but her body was carrying a bit extra. She wore a white doctor's coat and a pair of round glasses.
"I am the school nurse Madam Pomfrey. I am referring to whatever you gave Mr. Weasley this morning. "
Harry looked at her confused "I have not seen Mr. Weasley this morning nor have I spoken to him, I most certainly have not given him anything! But he made several comments yesterday that makes me think he is a thief and has been stealing from me."
Madam Pomfrey looked shocked at this.
"Did you ask me or did you accuse me?" Harry blew his nose "I seem to remember something about innocent till proven guilty. Does that not apply to this school?"
She look taken aback as it was the gossip of the staff room that Harry was Dumb. This child did not seem the least bit Dumb.
Harry continued "My Dad says to convict a man before hearing both sides and getting evidence show a low mentality and an even lower moral code."
She was stunned he was belittling her in front of the whole school.
"Harry did not stop. "You auto auto." He looked at Hermoine for help. "Automatically."
He nodded his thanks to Hermoine "Automatically assume I have wilfully given something to someone with the intention to cause them discomfort. You do a great dishonour to me and my family."
The nurse now felt uncomfortable and tried a new track.
"Mr. Potter, do you have anything what could make a person incontinent?"
Harry looked at her then to Hermoine.
Hermoine smiled "it means they can't control how they go toilet."
This caused more than one snigger around the table and the Twins just bust out with laughter.
Harry thought then smiled after a sneeze and a nose wipe he spoke "you mean Ron has the 'green apple trots' "
The nurse nodded but someone asked what that was.
Harry explained "If someone eats too much fruit or to many green apples it makes you run to the nearest toilet very fast and very often. It sounds a lot better than the runs or leaking liquid from either pipe or even diarrhoea."
Now the twins were in hysterics and more than one Gryffindor was having trouble controlling their laughter.
Harry looked thoughtful then blushed. "This school has bad food it is not well balanced and it makes me to compact. I asked Daddy to send me some Ex-lax. Would that do it to him?"
The nurse shuddered "Ex- lax would do it. He told me you gave him 4/5 pieces."
Hermoine was puzzled "why is that bad?"
The twins sensing a bit of prank info listened in with glee.
Madam Pomfrey collected her thoughts and the spoke. "In the magical world we use chocolate more than in the muggle world."
She was interrupted by Hermoine. "To much of it. Don't you know the cavity's it cause?"
The nurse looked at her but it was Harry who spoke up.
"In Japan we have mountains. The climbers always make sure to have chocolate with them as it is a big boost of energy and can save lives. If people eat too much or do not brush their teeth that is when it becomes a problem."
The nurse spoke up. "Mr. Potter is right Chocolate is one of the most important things in magical healing as it not only boost the body in us but the mind as well. If you ever meet a Dementor then the only thing to help is chocolate as nothing will help counter act their presence."
Hermoine looked shocked and a little guilty it seemed her parents rants had left a few things out and she had never checked up on its use in the magical world. She felt more than a little stupid. It did not help that her mentally challenged friend knew more than her.
"Now the difference between Ex-lax and chocolate" carried on the nurse "Is that Ex-lax has the boost of chocolate with an laxative built in so it hits magical folks faster and harder than muggles."
Harry spoke up "yes on the box it says 1 bar but I only have a quarter of a bar if I am blocked up."
The nurse grinned and nodded. Then she got serious "Mr. Potter how long have you been down here?"
Harry and Hermoine looked at her watch and worked it out but before they could say anything Professor McGonagall came over and spoke "They were here before me. I have been here about 45 minutes now. What's the problem Poppy?"
Madam Pomfrey turned to her friend when an old battered Owl flew in the twins saw the red letter it was carrying and shook their heads.
"Howler incoming" they called in unison and were surprised when it went past them and landed in front of Harry.
Harry saw the red envelope and his name on it and took it. To the Shock of many he just put it in his pocket Neville spoke up.
"Harry that's a howler it best to open it straight away."
Harry shook his head pulled out the letter and opened it what followed was a banshee screaming at him for hurting her poor Ronikins and calling him a bad child. Harry's normally vapid face changed as the Howler went on till it burst into flames.
He turned to the nurse "How did this thing get to hear about what happened to 'Ronikins'?"
The nurse looked guilty "I informed her Mr Weasley was in the infirmary and why he was in it."
"So let me get this right with no evidence you condemned me and gave false testimony to another who then sent that, that thing to me." He looked at her and there was no trace of his normal tone as he continued "You have caused shame to me and my house unless I get a formal apology I will not only leave this school I will demand you stricken of the medical register for conduct unbecoming and for braking any oath that binds patient confidentiality."
Harry got up "when a student is robbed and then blamed for harm that comes to the thief and is given no chance to speak for himself than that is a sad day for justice. I will also demand an apology and recompense owed to me for loss of face due to this from that Banshee."
He walked away from them and headed to his first lesson inside he was laughing all the way.
Madam Pomfrey and everyone else looked on in shock. Hermoine spoke up. "He was raised in Japan they still kill each other other their for such insults the Yakuzza would demand a person sever a finger to show they are sorry." She then got up and left.
Madam Pomfrey shook her head "I Potter was here there is no way he could have given Mr. Weasley the Ex-Lax I seem to have made several large errors."
Professor McGonagall could only agree. "YOU! Really should have asked both sides first."
When Dumbledore heard about it he shook his head yesterday had been bad enough with the cloak and animagus fiasco but now it seemed that the Weasley matriarch had made it two days in a row that Harry and his family had been dishonoured.
FLASHBACK
"Daddy!" Harry ran to his dad and put his arms around him.
Sid looked on as 'pops' messed with his sons hair. "So how you liking school so far?"
Harry smiled "I got 6 friends Hermoine who is a girl and very good with directions (Telling his dad that she was easily led) Neville Who is good with plants (meaning limited skills) Daphne and Tracey who are fun(meaning not a lot of info on them yet). With of course Hannah and her friend Susan Bones (Already known to you)
His Dad smiled "Good son, now what is this I hear that someone has stolen a family heirloom?"
Dumbledore decided to try and get some semblance of control back on the situation.
"Could someone please tell me why the Goblins are here?"
Sid smiled Dumbledore had just made what he considered a tactical error.
He spoke up "Mr Dumbledore (Albus noticed this as Headmaster or Supreme Mugwump were how he was normally addressed) my friend and I were looking into Harry's birth family records and such that had been left in Gringotts. When the Firecall from Professor McGonagall came through it was re-routed to us at Gringotts. The Goblins came with us because of some 'irregularity's with Harry's money his parents wills amongst other things."
Dumbledore paled he had not thought this far ahead Harry should have been a weak minded no knowledge tool so he would not ask about certain things and if he did he would buy whatever story he was told.
Pops handed Harry a big book. "Harry this is a photo album of your birth parents we found it in your mums vault."
Dumbledore went even whiter he had thought he had removed anything incriminating from the vaults he had not considered Lily having her own vault as most married couple had one shared one.
Harry smiled blew his nose and threw his old hanky into a waste bin or so he thought. "Harry why did you throw that old hanky into my new lemon drop parcel?"
Dumbledore could not believe his lemon drops were now lemon and booger flavoured.
Harry looked startled "I thought it was a bin as it was next to your desk on the floor in the same place my Daddy puts his." He bowed "I am most sorry sir allow me to buy you a new batch."
Dumbledore felt a twinge on his right eyebrow it would not do for him to lose his temper to many important people were here.
"That is OK Harry here in the Magical world we banish or cast a Scourgify charm on things like Hanky's. As you are new and only a first year you have not been taught this yet. No Harm was done."
Harry smiled and went to get his old hanky "Can you show me them please sir as it will save me money and from making the same mistake again?"
The Headmaster went into his kind teacher mode and soon Harry had both charms down to a tee.
He went and sat down on a stool and started to look at his family album. He Sneezed a few times and used his now clean hanky to blow his nose.
"Harry have you took anything for that cold?"
No Daddy Professor McGonagall told me to see the school nurse she gave me this potion but then someone else came in and she never told me how much to drink of it."
The Headmaster spoke up "Harry drink all of it. It is what we call a pepper up potion it will help clear your head and nose."
He was trying any tactic to not draw notice to anyone but Harry. He really did not think he could stand up to a close scrutiny at this time.
Harry smiled and took the potion soon to spit a lot of it out "Yucky err it's horrible. Dad can you send me some Lemsip? this is disgusting."
Pops nodded and smiled.
Harry sneezed again Dumbledore was surprised even if Harry had only drank some of it he should have been somewhat less runny nosed.
He spoke up "Harry the amount you drank should have stopped any more sneezing I wonder if you have an allergy instead of a cold?"
Harry nodded and so did Pops "That is possible my son does have a few."
Harry sat and shivered he noticed Dumbledore's plan right away and decided he needed to 'talk' to the hat.
"Sir my head is cold. Can I wear a hat?"
Dumbledore nodded his consent.
Pops spoke up wondering why Harry had asked this till he say his son look at the hat that read minds and smiled inwards now for a distraction. "Headmaster what is so special about my sons cloak that you feel he has no right to it?"
Dumbledore cursed inside himself and put on his Grandfather smile while his right eye gave another twitch.
"His Father lent it to me. It has some rather unusual properties."
He was cut of this time by Madam Bones.
"Yes what were you about to do to that cloak?"
The Headmaster was trying to think of something and all he could come up with "Scourgify it so it was clean for Harry?"
He said hoping in part it be swallowed and in part well just hoping.
Harry Was meanwhile having an interesting conversation with the sorting hat.
Harry spoke to the hat "Hello you around ?"
An almost laughing sounding voice came back "Were else would I be?"
Harry sighed mentally "So tell me about the sorting and things like confidentiality?"
The hat seemed to smirk "Mr. Potter I do a small service scan of a person's mind I was built with safe guards in that not even Dumbledore has managed to bypass no matter how many times he has tried (this was interesting Dumbledore had tried to sabotage a founders artefact) all I may review to any headmaster is the basis of my choice, such as what sort of mind they have whether it is dark or light or if they have a penchant for cruelty or for helping people. In-case you are wondering I told him you were well mannered and friendly, you had to be brave several times in your life. I did not tell him this was because of your training. I told him you liked to study but it was not what you did most. I told him you have had to fight at times so as someone who fights and who is unsuitable for the other houses I told him Gryffindor was your only choice."
Harry smiled to himself "Thank you hat. Can you tell me anything about my family? Without breaking any rules?"
The hat seemed to be thinking for a while then it decided to answer Harry. "Mr Potter I think I can. Your mother could have gone to Ravenclaw but she was muggle born and had already got into several scrapes before getting here. She could have a temper on her at times, your father was an arrogant pure-blood who came to realise blood counts in keeping you alive but not in any other important ways."
Harry thought a nod at the hat.
"If you wish I can trace your Magical family back and maybe give you some better ideas of them. You could always get Hermoine to research any names I give you that stand out."
Harry smiled Hermoine might be a know-it-all, but she did love to read. Research was perfect for her. "OK, please do."
The hat seemed to be glowing inside Harry's head as he felt a tugging inside his mind."
" You know of your Father it seems, oh my oh my this is a turn up. It seems the Potters are related to the Gryffindor's you are a true of line heir to Gryffindor and as such I think I have a gift for you; but first let me see your mother's side. This, this is impossible, well clearly it is not but I never imagined it explains so much. Mr Potter it seems your mother is heir to the Hufflepuff family as well this makes you the one half-owner of Hogwarts. It seems after Hepzibah Smith was killed your mother was the only Heir left."
Harry found this hard to believe he part - owned a bloody school. Then he smiled old Dumbledore was not going to be happy about this and anything that upset Dumbles was good for him. He smiled and then he made eye contact with his father a quick set of hand signals and his Dads eyebrows nearly moved up.
Pops read the signals and was shocked to say the least . This was going to be fun.
Sorry to leave in bit of cliffhanger but beta says I evil so I do have image to maintain. Lol
Thanks go to my beta and to Taboo22 who spotted the odd mistake.
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