A/N: As I'm writing this i haven't even put up the previous chapter half an hour ago. I got some free time that I didn't expect so yippie for me! nothing new to add. review.
Something on the trunk. The time delaying can only be used for an hour (outside time) at a time and needs a 23 hour time to charge up sleep is needed still
Harry Potter and the Manipulations
Chapter 6 (--already?)
The Gasman
Harry woke up to the smell of something delicious. "Food", Harry thought, "wait, how the fuck am I smelling food? Who is here? Do they know I'm here? Are they friends or enemies?", Harry continued his thought. He was about to get out of bed when he heard;
"Master Harry Pot-", the unsuspecting house-elf never finished it's sentence as it was soon on the business end of Harry's wand. After seeing it was a house-elf Harry sighed in relief. The elf told him that breakfast was ready and Harry thanked him and apologized for jumping at him. The elf nodded and popped away.
After getting dressed in some of his new robes Harry made his way down the staircase ,and since he couldn't really see much the night before he realized how beautiful his house was.
Once he got downstairs he made his way into what he assumed was the informal dining room. Laid out on the table was a hearty English breakfast. Harry immediately dug in. One of the elves brought him that days Daily Prophet. Harry saw on the front page that Funge got kicked out of office and the two major candidates were Amelia Bones and Rufus Scrimgeour. After reading the article Harry decide that Bones would be a good choice and filed that information away in case anyone asked him. He then asked one of the elves (Quibbly the head elf) for some stationary. A second later he returned and Harry began writing his schedule. He decided he would start tomorrow and today was Sunday June 30th .
Training:
8:00 am: Get ready light snack ect.
8:30 am: Run
9:30 am: Breakfast catch up on news read mail and respond
10:00-11:00 (in trunk)
1st hour:lift weights/work out arms
2nd hour:spell accuracy
3rd hour:Transfiguration for battle
4th hour:charms/hexes/curses for battle
5th hour:battle tactics
6th hour:Potions
7th hour:sword fighting
8th hour:sword fighting
9th hour:sword fighting
10th hour:Dueling
11th hour:Dueling
12th hour:Dueling
13th-24th sleep
11:00 am:relax, go to town, explore manor
12:30 pm:Lunch
1:00 pm: Run
2:00 pm: Weights
3:00 pm:Herbology
4:00 pm:Herbology
5:00 pm:get runes on my body
6:30: pm:Dinner
7:00 pm:Relax, Have people over, gain allies, or go over financial stuff
9:00 pm: get book information inside head. Having people over may run into this. End when tired
Feeling satisfied Harry Decided that he would go to the nearest town to get some muggle clothes. He put on some of Dudley's cast-offs, tweaked them so they didn't look terrible, and made his way over to the garage he saw the night before. He opened up the garage door and gasped. In front of him were ten expensive cars, one huge van, a minivan, and five motorcycles. Harry decided on taking one of the more expensive cars but made sure it wasn't too show-off-ish. He grabbed the keys an hopped into the pristine got the engine going without a problem and made his way out of the garage.
By the time Harry got to the end of the rather long driveway he could operate the car without a problem. He supposed that was part of the magic in it. Then Harry approached his first problem. Gates. He was about to slow down when the gate swung open. "Should have seen that coming", Harry thought with a smirk. Once outside the gates he saw a clump of buildings about three miles away. Deciding that was probably the town he drove in that direction.
Once he got to the town he saw that there was just a lot of small shops with people walking around. He saw what he assumed were houses about a mile away.
Harry found a parking spot grabbed his wad of pounds and a wallet he found in the glove box and made his way over to a shop called "May's Clothes".
He entered the shop and immediately made his way over to the Mens section. It was when he looked in a mirror and held up a shirt to see if it fit him that he almost screamed. Thankfully he didn't. Somehow, overnight he went from being five feet six inches to what he guessed was about six feet, two inches. His muscles bulked up to give him quite a nice look if the hungry stares from the teenage worker were anything to go by. He quickly decided that that shirt was way to small for him. He quickly found a shirt and pants that he thought would fit and made his way over to the changing rooms.
He tried them on and decided they fit perfectly. After that Harry went outside ransacking the shelves buying formal clothes, casual clothes, and shoes. He exited the story carrying tons of bags and two hundred and fifty pounds lighter. He stowed the clothes in the magically enlarged trunk of the car and decided to walk around a little bit.
Harry found several good restaurants including a pizza parlor, a more formal Italian restaurant, a diner, and a cafe. Looking at his watch and seeing that it was almost noon he went to the pizza parlor.
Today Harry would learn many things, but looking back Harry would say that the discovery of pizza was the best of those discoveries.
As Harry was about to leave as about people got up from their table and made there way over to his. He gulped assuming the worst that they were the town gang or something. Then one of the people stepped forward and said, "I''m not trying to be rude or anything, but who are you?".
Harry internally sighed in relief. They weren't looking for any trouble. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Harry Potter". Several gasps were heard throughout the pizza parlor. "Great", Harry thought,"I'm famous here too".
"You mean", one of the people from the original group that approached him, "the same Potters that live out in the countryside, in the fucking huge manor?".
"I guess that would be me", Harry said cautiously, "but I'm not some pompous rich stuck up brat. After my parents death I was sent to my relatives house where I had to stay in a closet under the stairs. When i wasn't there i was working my ass of like a slave. The food wasn't good either. More the lack of it".
Then everyone began laughing. Harry was surprised at first. He thought they were better people than that. So, he glared at them. A good, hard, cold, menacing glare. That shut them up pretty good.
"Wait", the same person said, "you weren't kidding were you?". Harry nodded glad that they thought they he was kidding. "Well fuck me, Potters never grow up like that!", another person exclaimed!
Harry smirked and said, "Sorry your not really my type maybe the guy next to you?". Harry pointed at the first person who talked. Everyone around them started laughing loundly while the two guys faces got so red it would put the Weasleys to shame.
After talking to the other people for a while Harry excused himself. He hopped into his car and drove away. He looked at his watch and gasped. It was already three! Picking up the gas a little.
Harry got home at three and all of his house-elves were pacing around muttering. When they saw Harry all of them cheered in joy. Apparently they were getting very worried about him. Harry decided to devote the rest of the night to getting smaller books inside his head. So he went into his trunk and went to his books on spells and spell casting after deciding that he would tackle those first.
Harry went to the shelf and levitated about thirty spell books over to his desk. Then after about two minutes later he put them back and grabbed another thirty. The process was repeated several times sometimes taking longer, other times taking shorter amounts of time, depending on the size of the book. After about an hour Harry had learned all the spells that were in his trunks library. After he read everything in there he would go through the library that was in the homes that he owned. Deciding that he had done enough for now Harry climbed up the latter to his trunk and went to the dining room for dinner.
After eating enough food to feed a small army, Harry was about to go back to getting knowledge from books when all the sudden the fireplace flashed in green flames. Harry drew his wand and one of his guns and had both put in between the unsuspecting eyes of.... Nevile Longbottom.
A/N: Sorry for the shorter chapter. I had this done a while ago and I wanted to add to it, but I thought it needed more. I decided to post this and work a lot on the next chapter. Plus more computer problems, you can all thank Cody Fox for starting all my computer problems by spilling lemonade on keyboard! THANKS. hehe