The Peverell Descendant
DISCLAIMER:I, Harbinger of Order do not own Harry Potter and the following story is related to the works of J.K. Rowling. I claim no Ownership.
Harry was making his way through the crowded hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley towards the end. He stood in front of Garrick Ollivander's shop reminiscing about his last visit. He pushed the door open and entered the tiny shop. He sat on the sole chair in the corner of the shop waiting for Mr. Ollivander. Harry noticed the thin sheen of dust coating practically everything in the shop, many of the shelves were either crooked or were broken.
Harry got up from the chair and moved to the centre of the room. He vanished the dust using an overpowered cleaning charm and then waved his wand in an arc and silently cast the reparo spell. Instantly the slanted shelves straightened, the wands and the wand-cases lying on the floor jumped up. Each wand jumped inside its case which arranged itself on the newly repaired shelf. The crack on the front desks mended itself and the desk soon looked as good as new.
He heard clapping from the back of the store as Mr. Ollivander approached the desk.
"Thank you for a wonderful display of magic Mr. Potter. I must say most of the changes you made were magic resistant." He ran his thin hands over the front desk as he said "The cracks on the desk were present since my grandfather was running this store. I dare say that the wand has fully accepted you as its master, the Peverell blood and magic runs deep in you Mr. Potter."
When Harry heard the word Peverell and he turned towards Mr. Ollivander sharply who had raised his hands in surrender.
"I mean no harm Mr. Potter. I am just a curious old man. I had my suspicions about the Potters and the Peverell but they were confirmed when your wand chose you."
Harry relaxed his wand arm but still looked ready to fire at the slightest hint of deception. Ollivander looked unfazed by the display of hostility displayed by Harry and approached him. When he stood face to face with the young man, he whispered "You are the true Heir of the Peverell that I can see clearly. You have to claim your inheritance. But not now. No. You must wait. You have to claim it before you embark on your journey. No sooner and no later. They will hunt you but you must best them. The fate of the upcoming war rests on your hand Harry Potter. I hope you are ready for this."
After a brief pause, he took a step back and asked "What is it that you came here for Mr. Potter? I don't think you came here to witness the ramblings of an old man."
"A hip wand holster please." Rasped out Harry who was still surprised by Ollivander's earlier statements. He quickly overcame it and made a mental note to have a talk with Sirius about it.
While he was walking, he quickly attacked the holster on his hip and slid his wand inside it. He Quickly popped into Flourish and Blotts to pick up the latest editions of
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
By Newton Scamander
A Wizards's Guide to Cast Spells Efficiently
By Eileen Slater
and
The Survivalist's Guide to Survive
By Richard Cratchett
As he walked back towards the floo point in Leaky Cauldron he could hear snippets of other people's conversations.
Everybody was talking about a fellow called Lockhart who will be signing his books tomorrow. Harry had no interest in it so he shook his head and proceeded to floo to Potter Cottage.
After what felt like an eternity, Harry was spat out of the floo and slid out of the fireplace with ungracefulness that can only be matched by a certain bubble-gum haired Auror.
"Bloody fireplace." muttered Harry as he dusted himself off. It was a sad thing indeed. Most of the forms of magical transportation hated him. He somehow always manages to land on his arse every single time. Apparently his mother had the same problem because his father and Andrew walk out of the floo with gracefulness only matched by a ballet dancer.
He carefully and slowly climbed the stairs. He was feeling dizzy because of the floo trip. Once he was inside his room, he walked towards his table, placed his purchases on it and promptly fell on his bed and fell asleep
The next day as Harry walked down the stairs to the dining room, he could hear muffled arguments.
"…but mum I've never invited anybody over. I just wanted Ron to come over this summer so that I could spend some time with him outside of school." Said Andrew heatedly.
Lily sighed and placed a hand on her head and said "Andrew! How many times should I tell you, we are still under the modified-fidelus. It is for the best. The more people know about the secret-"
"…. The weaker the ward gets. I know but this is not fair!" said Andrew as he stomped back to his room.
Harry frowned for a second with confusion. Why would the number of people knowing the secret weaken the wards, then it suddenly hit him. The modified Fidelus!
It was a brilliant piece of charms work by his mum. In the ordinary fidelus, the strength of the wards deteriorates if the secret keeper spends too much time inside the wards.
What Lily essentially did was to change it so that the strength of the wards depends on the number of people that know about the secret.
It is a well-tested theory that in order to break a fidelus charm you can either force the secret out of the secret keeper or you can deduce the general location of the dwelling and release a concentrated wave of magic, if the wards are weak enough, they might break under the magical assault.
Hence Lily was reluctant to give Ron the secret to their residence.
As the train started moving, it let out a whistle and a huge puff of steam. Harry was alone in a compartment reading for his N.E.W.T.s that he would be taking at the end of the year.
He was flipping through the book to find his bookmark when he heard a knock on his door. He sighed as he closed the book and slid the door open.
Outside the door was a boy. Well his name was Cedric Diggory, seeker of Hufflepuff house Quidditch team also the heartthrob of most of the girls in Hogwarts.
That was all Harry knew about him.
"Hi, are you Harry Potter?" he asked politely. Harry nodded in confirmation.
Suddenly all the tension in his shoulders drained and he slumped with relief.
"You don't know how long I was searching for you. This came for me along with my Hogwarts letter this year." Said Cedric as he handed Harry a letter.
Mr Diggory,
It has been noted that due to your recent injury while playing quidditch, you missed two months of classes including the final examinations. This would indeed set you back by a year if not for special circumstances. You will be writing the exams for your third year during the winter break after you are finished with your third year syllabus. Unfortunately, we couldn't spare any of our staff members to help you catch so you will have to be tutored by students. The tutoring is not mandatory for them. It is voluntary and should they refuse to tutor you I will be forced to demote you back to the third year class. I await your reply with their confirmation before the classes start.
The list of students that are approved:
Harry James Potter
Signed
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
"So, let me summarize your situation here." Said Harry as he looked up from the letter to a very anxious Cedric "Either I approve to tutor you or you are demoted to the third year?"
Cedric just nodded and remained silent unable to say anything else.
Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his messy hair after a few minutes of contemplation he said "Fine, give me a minute I'll hand you the confirmation letter. Meet me at the library on every Saturday and Sunday at around 12:00pm. Inform me of any plans at least a day before the class and I'll try to reschedule."
Cedric thanked Harry profusely as he took the confirmation letter from him.
Harry was eating his dinner as he listened to the students' gossip amongst them. The main story of the gossip was that he and Cedric were together. Also that they were planning to elope and get was another rumour flying about. It was as ridiculious asa the first. According to that rumor, his brother and Ronald missed the train and arrived on a flying car.
Harry did not know what to think about that rumour. The Hogwarts rumour mill was not always accurate. He decided to reserve his judgement until he met his brother until then the only thing that he could do was to eat the food.
This chapter took way longer to finish than I had initially expected. I apologize for my tardiness. I had to write some important exams and then was busy with classes. Anyway this was supposed to be a four thousand word chapter but I was not satisfied with the original chapter's ending so I cut the chapter short.
Changing the subject, I am very late to the party but I wish all of my readers a very Happy New Year. Also, I am looking for a beta to edit all of the chapters that I have put up and also for any of the future chapters.
Interested members can PM me.
People with good grammar and don't mind a little bit of fact checking here and there should apply.
As always Reviews are welcome. Flames will be ignored.
~Until next time
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16th March 2017
First Major overhaul of the story.
of minor grammatiacal errors in various chapters
2. Complete change of Major Plot Point in chapter 7. The way I tried to depict alchemy would be self-contradictory and full of holes as the story would progress so I removed it and introduced wandless and elemental magic. Please read the chapter for further details.
3. I have almost finished the next chapter and will post it soon.
4. I really need a beta who would help me correct my grammatical and spelling errors for past and future chapters. Anybody interested can DM me.
