Don't own...blahh.
Alorkin: Does 'Bubba' have 'I heart Nascar' tatooed on his arm and 11 teeth missing from his dentures? And you say that about Sirius like it's a bad thing
Frost Merry Darkness Luver: Your math is a lil off. he was only 6 before the timeskip.
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Chapter 6
"Ah, Mr.Potter. I'm not sure where you've been these recent years, but they seem to have had a positive result." Ollivander said, nodding to the blushing girl standing nearby.
Harry simply chuckled, "It's good to see you too, Mr. Ollivander. I take it it's ready?"
For a moment, you could almost see the man swell with pride as he retrieved a long heavily locked box, "It took quite a while, but I dare say this wand will definitely be one to remember."
Harrys eyes widened as he box slid open revealing a wand made of the crystal, 16 inches long and gleaming in the store's light. The dragonbone core extended from the tip slightly, making a cap on the end. One the handle he noticed a band of what looked like obsidian ringing the top, most likely for decoration. He held his breath as he picked it up and felt a sudden high, like an adrenalin rush, hit him. He cast a quick summoning charm on the bell on the counter and it rocketed into his hand.
"I could get used to this." He smirked beforing grabbing a holster and paying for everything.
Meanwhile, Remus and Sirius were relaxing at Fortescue's while Harry got his things. He had already gotten the acceptance letter so it was obvious Dumbledore now knew where he had been al this time but he wouldn't be able to do anything about it since he had lost all guardian rights
"How badly you think the headmaster'll hemmorage something when he sees Harry?" Remus asked, munching on a sundae.
Padfoot snickered, "Five sickles says he busts a vein at least. The real fun'll be seeing what Snape does."
Harry whistled as he rummaged through Flourish & Blotts for his books, reading through a few while he browsed. The last 5 years had definitely been interesting. Thanks to what he knew before, it didn't take him long to brush up on what he needed for the first couple of years at Hogwarts. Because of that, they had a lot of free time. One thing he did that threw them for a loop was have wiring installed in the house and got a TV and VCR. Padfoot knew some about muggle life but Moony had to learn from the bottom. Thankfully, it wasn't long before the two were arguing over which James Bond was cooler.
He on the other hand, devoted a lot of it to working out. That and the suppliments he took quickly undid what damage had already been done. The whispers, blushes and giggles he was getting were proof of that.
His eyes were glued to a book on advanced charms when a voice he hadn't heard in years caught his attention..
"Come on, where is it!?"
He didn't even have to look to know who it was, "Hermione..!"
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Flashback
Harry frowned as he set about redoing his Occlumency shields. He had forgotten just how cluttered he had let his mind get and decided some organization was first priority.
The first thing he saw almost made him fall over laughing; pictures of Snape, Dumbledore, Ron, and Ginny all scribbled on and covered with throwing darts, showing how much he disliked the four. He decided those would stay where they were and set about sorting out his memories.
In his mind, it was all set up like a room loaded with filing cabinets so it didn't take him long to sort through the first batch of memories, most of which involved Umbridge facing the fury of Fred and George. It was then he started finding pictures of the few people he could really trust; Neville, Luna, Professors Flitwik and McGonagall, Dobby...
Then he found a picture encased in a heart-shaped frame.
A picture of Hermione Granger. Harry nearly lost his concentration when he saw it. The last time he saw something like this, it was Ginny's face in that kind of frame, before he found out it was from love potion. But, back then the frame itself was shoddy and warped, and the picture looked as if it had been forced in to cover something this one was pristine, flawless.
Realization then hit him: for a short while in 4th year..while she was helping him get ready for the tournament while everyone else had already condemned him as putting his name in himself...
"No..! That can't be!" He snapped at himself, "There's no way..."
End Flashback
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Harry slowly looked over to see the familiar bushy brown hair, "You need a hand..?" He asked, trying to sound casual. He decided he'd worry about that later
"I'm trying to find Herbolgy Basics, but I can't spot a single copy!" She said in exasperation before realizing what she had done, "I'm sorry! I didn't see you..." she froze up when she looked at the dark-haired boy beside her.
"Don't worry. I get a little annoyed too when I can't find something I need. Here." He handed her his copy.
"No, I couldn't..this is yours.." She said.
Harry just shook his head and pulled out his wand, "Accio, Herbolgy Basics!" Another one came soaring out of a top shelf and into his hand, "Well, at least now we know where the rest got put at."
Hermione gawked a little, the boy just used a spell she had no knowledge of like it was second nature.
"By the way, name's Harry." He said holding out his hand.
"H-Hermione..Granger." She said, taking it before his care caught her attention, "Y-You're Harry Potter!" Before he could stop her, she went off on the books she had read about him and how he best the 'dark lord'.
"Her...Hermi..HERMIONIE! CHILL!" He almost yelled, stopping her midway, "Calm down. Besides, most of those so-called 'biographies' are 90 BS anyway."
"But..but you beat You-Know-Who..! You're the Boy-Who-Lived!"
Harry sighed, "I lived at the cost of both my parents. All this praise and junk you've probably seen people wanna give me, it's something I could do without.."
Hermionie's shoulders slumped, 'I..I'm sorry..I didn't.."
He set a hand on her shoulder, "It's ok. I shouldn't have yelled like that myself. A little bit of advice: when you read or hear something, think about it a bit before accepting it as truth. No one's right all the time."
She nodded, cheering up a bit, "So, um..have you figured which house you'll be in? I'm guessing I'll probably be in Ravenclaw."
Harry quickly caught the slightly downbeat tone, "That doesn't sound too bad. Personaly I find smart girls tend to be the cutier ones." He fought a smirk when she blushed, "I'm not sure which one I'll be in. Just have to wait and see."
(AN: Harry isn't flirting, he's trying to cheer her up and let her see he's just a normal guy.)
Hermione smile, "Well, I better get going. My parents are waiting for me. I'll see you later, Harry."
"Bye, 'Mione." He said, stopping dead in his tracks and cursing himself for using the nickname he gave her too soon. He didn't start calling her that till she had been paralyzed by the basilisk in 2nd year.
Fortunately, his fears were unfounded when she chuckled and, "'Mione..I like that.." before heading to pay for her books.
Harry soon did that as well, and dropped the stack of reading material in both the laps of Moony and Padfoot shortly afterwards, whose protests were met with, "If you two are gonna sit here, you're gonna watch my stuff." Before he made a beeline to the Menagerie, "Here I come, Hedwig."
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"There you are, Hermione." Dan Granger snickered, "For a minute we thought you decided to start reading everything in the store."
"Dad!"
"Honestly." Emiela said, "You find everything you needed, honey?"
"Yeah. I'm just glad Harry helped me find my last book or I'd be in there all day."
Her dad's eyes widened, "Harry? A boy?"
Hermione sighed, "Yes, Dad. Harry Potter is a boy.'
Emiela's eyebrows almost went into her hair, "Wait..Potter??"
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Ok..the story will follow base canon, but Harry'll be doing it on his own terms: with sarcasm, insults, and a healthy application of violence.
Next time: The Hogwarts Express and Harry applies his terms.
