Alchemy: Little Brother's Turn
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D/C: I own nothing.
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"English and Edward's accented voice."
"Amestrian, Xingese, foreign languages, or to add emphasis."
Written notes or to add extra emphasize
'Thoughts.'
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"…. He likes him better than me."
"Hagrid is Hagrid."
"He gave him a cake!"
"From the looks of it, Harry enjoyed it."
"An owl! He gave him an owl!"
"A lovely owl might I add."
"She nearly bit my finger off."
"I'm sure Harry enjoys his gift you got him. Didn't you see how his eyes light up when he saw your present?"
Sirius paused momentarily, unbeknownst to him a soft smile graced his lips at the memory. He had gotten Harry a charmed leather bag that contained new articles of clothing to replace his ragged hand-me-downs. Harry had hugged him and thanked him profusely for his gifts. It was the first moment he ever felt like an actual god-father. Still… seeing how Hagrid and Harry are interacting with each other. It seems like they are the god-father and god-son.
Still… After seeing Hagrid helped him with his case and hearing how much the half-giant felt he was at fault for what occurred to Sirius. Stating he should have convinced Sirius to come with him to see Dumbledore or whatever else, just preventing him from going after the traitor. "Is Hagrid going to take Harry to his vault?"
"Yes, while they are doing that, let's go get his books. Severus already went back home, Tonks is currently doing some shopping of her own, Arty is going with Harry and Hagrid. I saw Alphonse take his leave to Gringotts right at the end of the party. Who knows where he'll go next?" Remus stated as he motioned for his friend to follow him.
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"Thank you for meeting with me, Mr. Weasley." Alphonse led Arthur Weasley into an empty shop that was located between Diagon and Knockturn Alley. He opened the door to the shop to reveal it wasn't as quite as empty as it appeared from the outside. The shop contained a wide variety of muggle items from school, kitchen, home supplies to random trinkets that all mainly belong to the muggle world. "How is the family?"
"Good, good. With the promotion I gotten helped my family tremendously, with all the work that has been occurring in the year helped us a lot. My oldest two moved out recently to pursue their dreams-"
"William is your oldest, correct?"
"Yes, he's becoming a curse-breaker for Gringotts."
"Of course, Emperor Ling currently has him working at the Palace for the magical bank."
"He has told me of that, we are proud tremendously proud of him. My family would like to thank you and your brother for helping us in the last year."
"My brother takes all the credit in this. I am moving the pieces around to ensure his plans fall into place. For example, do you remember that shop that once sold non-magical items?" Alphonse guided Arthur to the back of the shop to reveal a roomy storage room and at the left is a staircase leading upstairs to an office. The office contained a desk, a couple of swivel chairs, a bookcase and other random office items.
"Of course, the owner passed away without an heir or anyone to inherit the shop. Sad really…What do I have to do with all of this…?" Arthur asked, taking a seat in one of the chairs.
"Well… My brother and I would like to offer you a job."
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Ron felt uncomfortable as he stood on a small platform as he was being fitted for new robes. He felt nervous and out of place. It was already in his head that he was going to get his brother's old robes, shoes and so on. Or at the latest going to the second-hand shop for their items. However, ever since his dad had gotten a raise, things have been different.
Not bad different. Just different. Ever since he could formulate a thought, Ron knew his family wasn't exactly… well off in terms of wealth. Sure, they were rich in love, family values and all that, just… they were not exactly economically wealth. His parents always made sure they had food and such but in the last year, everything changed.
Sure, they still ration and such, but he could tell his parents are no longer stressed about money becoming tight. Ron and his siblings knew things were getting better when they saw their family's vault earlier that day, it may be not filled with galleons, but it is enough to show the outcome of his dad's work. It…it made Ron rethink of his father's love of muggle items.
Maybe not the rubber ducks though…
"There we go! How does it fit?"
Ron looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't gulp down his feelings before they became in full display. As stated before, it was planned to use his brother's old robes and all summer he's been trying them on before deciding to wear Bill's old robes as they seemed to fit better on him.
Right now, all of that seems to go out the window.
"The scarf, mittens, and hats will magically change to your house colors once you have been sorted… I will have the rest of the order down in less than an hour." One of the seamstresses stated as she opened the curtains. His mum, Ginny, and the Twins were waiting for him and Percy to show them their new robes. The twins had opted out of getting new robes to get the new list of textbooks that are on their list as they were planning on taking courses none of their older brothers had taken before.
As Ron looked around the room to hopefully see his father but the man was nowhere to be seen What he did see is that were two possibly fellow future classmates as they both examined themselves in school their school uniforms. One he was familiar with, Draco Malfoy.
The pure-blood and the other kid were conversing with each other when the former saw Ron and he did something that the Weasley never thought he would ever do.
He stared at him directly in the eyes and gave a curt nod. The other boy turned around to look at him and gave a short wave before the curtain was closed around himself, thus blocking Ron's sights of the Malfoy. Ron decided to shake his head and continue on his way. His mum was gushing over him about how perfect his uniform looked on him.
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Harry walked into Ollivanders with Uncle Sirius, Uncle Remus (Uncle Sirius insisted he should call him), and Mr. Arty following behind him. The item on his list is a wand and this is the place to get it. Hagrid had left earlier to do some shopping of his own and wished Harry a happy birthday once more before he took his leave. Tonks is currently waiting for them outside as she didn't want to accidentally cause an accident.
The place looked rather narrow and shabby, dust everywhere and the colors seemed to be fading. There were scorch marks on the walls, furniture and well… anything that had a flat surface or was flammable by the looks of it. Harry stopped mid-step when he saw that there was already someone getting their wand ahead of them. A girl that looked about his age with red hair which was in a long plait down her back and her mom standing next to her with a close-cropped grey hair and has on a monocle, making her look rather serious and intimidating. Then there was another man that stood several feet away is a tall black wizard that is bald and has a single gold hoop earring. The man looked at him and gave him a curt nod along with to the others that were followed to a smile once again to the eleven-year-old.
"Fourteen inches, applewood with a… Phoenix Feather core…and flexibility is… unyielding. Applewood is not great in numbers and is quite powerful, best suited for an answer for high aims and ideals. Well-loved and long-lived… interesting. Mix poorly with the Dark Arts. Phoenix Feather core, I believe the Phoenix's feather was one I found while I traveled up north, they gave it to me once they were reborn. Interesting… interesting… Quite a combination. Keep your chin held high and never yield to anyone, Miss. Bones, and never allow anyone to tell you anything otherwise. Quite a fighting spirit I see within you. The last time I sold an applewood wand was to your dear aunt, Madam Minister."
"Minister?" Harry whispered up to his godfather, who looked only chuckled in response. The man had been gaining his weight back since he was declared innocent and had on decent clothing that could pass off in both the magical and non-magical world. Hanging around his neck is a pair of muggle headphones that were connected to a cable that connected to an electric device tucked into his jacket.
"That is Minister Amelia Bones and her niece, Susan. Don't worry, their nice people."
At the mention of her name and title, Minister Bones turned her head just enough to see who was behind her. She caught sight of the three familiar men and looking down, she saw a rather peculiar sight. Turning around fully, the Minister looked down to see a befuddled Harry Potter. "Mr. Potter."
"Auntie, could you give me my mon…Potter?" Susan turned around to see a kid that was just an inch or so shorter than her with scruffy hair and the famous lightning bolt scar. "Harry Potter!"
"Susan."
"Sorry, Auntie. Bones, Susan Bones. I plan on becoming an Auror just like my late father and my Auntie once was before she became the Minster."
"Auror?"
"In simpler terms, they are dark wizard catchers."
To be continued…
R/R.
