Richie and Harry talked a little bit more until it became apparent that Richie was too tired to do anything more. Harry decided that it would be best if he just stayed in there until Dudley was awake and they were able to go over things concerning Richie. After Richie fell asleep, Harry took out his iPhone and started listening to some music, playing around with the phone. It didn't take long for Harry to being searching stupid things online. He wondered if there were websites made by wizards. He thought about things that were magical that he never knew before being in the world of magic. Hmm… well, Ruffy is a Prymal and I've never heard about those before. He googled "Prymal" and was very surprised that some websites came up.

He was engulfed in this knew discovery. There was an American website dedicated to magical things. At the bottom of the website it explained that if you had no first hand knowledge of the magical world, or if you weren't a wizard or witch that you wouldn't be able to access any of the information with websites of a similar '.mag' in the URL.

Prymals are apparently known to making people they are around happier and also being peace to their homes. They were a bunch of different potions that needed Prymal hair, nail clippings, teeth (which were lost and grew back almost every month), or saliva.

Invigorated, Harry searched for any website that contained '.mag'. Some of the websites would prove to be very helpful. One of them was even dedicated to 'You-Know-Who' and his latest attacks and followers. There was so much information that Harry couldn't decide what he wanted to read about first. He chose to learn what he could about Prymals, Griffins, and Hippogriffs since he owned those creatures.

An Auror came in around 6:45 and informed Harry that there was nothing left to Mr. Turner's home, except for a box which Harry took and left on his bed. Finally, at 8:30 Dudley texted Harry back and Harry called him.

"Hey, D, I have some news."

"Yeah, I know, a village was attacked. It was on TV also. They have no idea what happened, but it was really bad. 23 dead and 59 injured."

Harry grimaced, remembering the girl. He shook his head. "Alright, but I have to tell you something. I saw what was going on through my scar and came here to the hospital to meet with someone I had seen. His names Richie Turner. He lost everything in the fire, and wants revenge on Voldemort, big time."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. So, I couldn't just let him go on with nothing… so I offered him a place to stay at our house if he helped us out…?"

There was dead silence.

"D?"

"Is this a good idea, Harry?"

"I think it is, mate. I mean, I'm just going with my gut on this one. He's really nice too. I think he would make a fine addition."

"Alright…" he sounded hesitant. "If you say it's okay, then I trust you. When is he coming?"

"I think a little later this morning. He was hurt though, so he has to rest for a day or two. Oh, can you please add his name to the list? It's in my room in a folder. Write down Richie Turner with a quill and ink on my desk."

"Alright. Are you in London? I think we need some more food."

"Yeah, just text me a short list or what we need."

"Alright. Be safe, Feathers."

Harry laughed. "Thanks Aced. Later."

"Bye."

Harry hung up the phone and looked at Richie. He felt a pang of sadness for the boy. He remembered what it was like, not having family. But then again, at least he had someone. Now him and Dudley were closer than ever and he could only hope that they would be able to give that to Richie also. He seemed like a really great kid. Not only that, but Harry couldn't help but feel like he had known him for a while.

Richie just lost everything he had. All he had was what was on his back at the time. Pity swelled Harry. He noticed Richie's clothes on the table. Walking over to them he found a lump that felt like a phone in the jeans pocket. Harry took it out, thanking Richie for having a cell phone, and hoping he wouldn't get mad. He called his phone, then added both numbers to each others phones. He left him a message saying he was getting him clothes and also texted him the same. Harry checked the tags and made his way out to the city.

Harry pulled his hood on even over his head. He quickly pulled into a clothes store and bought everything he could find that was in the same size Richie's clothes had been. He was sure that Richie would have never bought those clothes before, but expense wasn't a big deal so Harry didn't mind if Richie didn't.

Next he quickly went and fetched all of the groceries Dudley requested and some extra things that he was sure they would need later on in the week.

Once he finished that he noticed it had taken about an hour. He was on his way back to St. Mungo's and received a call from Richie. "Hello?"

"Hey, Har-"

"Wait! Don't call me Harry in public! Call me Feathers," Harry interrupted.

"Alright. Well, I'm ready to leave now, Feathers. I'm checking out in a minute. How did you get my phone, anyway?"

"I hope your not mad about that…"

"No, no, just curious is all."

"Oh, well I felt it in your pocket and decided you needed some clothes and left. Alright, just go outside and I'll pick you up and we'll head home. An auror stopped by also… the only thing left was that box that I put on your bed. I'm sorry, Richie."

"Ah, I didn't have much anyways. Alright, I need my hands. Bye."

"Later."

Harry was just pulling up to the front of St. Mungo's when he saw Richie coming out. He honked his horn and Richie walked slowly over. Once he got in the car, Harry made his way over to the cell phone store he and Dudley had gotten their phones from. "Alright there, Richie?"

He gave a pained smile at Harry. "Can't say I haven't been better…"

Harry chuckled. "I know what you mean mate. So, your phone is being paid monthly?"

"Yeah, but now that I'm moving in with you, I'll have to change my residency and everything…"

Harry looked at him. "I think you should just cancel your phone contract. I'm getting you a 5 year pre-paid one right now." They pulled up to the store.

"Seriously?" Richie's eyes were wide open.

"Sure."

A half an hour later the two were back in the car. "You have really good taste in phones, you know that?"

Richie laughed. "Hey, I didn't even know that you had an iPhone until after you bought me mine. Thanks again, Feathers!" Harry told him to stop saying thank you. "Where did you get the name Feathers from anyway?"

"Oh you know… animagus is a bird and all… so it just seemed to fit." He laughed when Richie's jaw dropped. "I thought you were magically superior in every way, Richie?" Harry teased.

"Seriously? Animagus? -Wait, hey! I never said I was magically superior! I can't help it if I just don't like playing by the rules. It seems neither do you, so I don't think you can say much about anything, Feathers."

The bickering continued until they were on Harry's street. "I, Harry James Potter, grant Richie Turner access to my home." Harry pulled into the opening gates. "Don't get out of the car yet." Harry parked the car and opened his door. "Pugnar!" A few seconds later, Pugnar was in front of the car, staring through the windshield at Richie. "Pugnar! No. This is my friend in the car, his name is Richie. You treat him like a friend, he won't hurt us." Pugnar huffed and looked at Harry. "No, Richie's nice. He is moving in with us." Harry opened the door and helped Richie get out, who was still in shock from the death stare. "Alright there, Richie?"

"Uh- Hu-" He cleared his throat and his cheeks colored. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm- I'm good." He smiled nervously.

Ruffy ran out and jumped into Harry's arms, licking his face. "Ruffy, this is Richie. Richie, this is Ruffy, our Prymal."

"Woah, a Prymal, a griffin, what else do you have? Geez, you weren't joking when you said you had money to spare." Just then, Dobby and Winky popped out and were also introduced to a wide-eyed Richie, who also requested not to be referred to as Master. The elves brought the things up to the room next to Harry's and across from Dudley's.

Harry led Richie up to the house. When they reached the deck, Dudley came out and greeted them. "Dudley, this is the guy I was telling you about, Richie. Richie this is my cousin/brother, Dudley, aka Ace." They all made their way inside, Dudley and Richie making small talk.

"Did you eat yet, D?" Harry asked.

"No, I was just going online and catching up with some emails this morning. Mum and Dad said hi."

Harry laughed. "Yeah, sure they did."

Dudley shrugged. "Well, there loss that they're asses."

They sat at the kitchen and Dudley and Harry noticed how worn out Richie looked. "Hey, why don't you go up to sleep after breakfast? You've had a rough night…"

The three ate in silence after that, each lost in their own thoughts. When they finished, Harry showed Richie to his new room, which Richie promptly changed the color of to a beige color and the bed to black, and the floor to a white carpet. All in all it looked really nice after.

Richie took two swigs of a potion, then one swig of another and clambered into the bed. "If you need anything, just call for Winky. She would be more than happy to help you with anything. Try to stay in bed though, your arm still looks like its bothering you and I know how painful Voldemort's crucio is."

Richie nodded, then turned on his side and fell fast asleep.

Harry went down stairs and did his routine work out with Dudders. When they finished they decided to have an early lunch. They were discussing the magical world when Dudley brought something up. "Feathers, what were those two things that attacked us last year?"

"Those were dementors. Nasty creatures. They'll suck your soul out if you don't know how to protect yourself from them."

"Oh…" Dudley was thinking again, then asked Harry another question. "Are they related to ghosts or something?"

Harry looked at Dudley. "Why would you think that?"

Dudley shrugged. "Just the way they were floating was creepy. I thought they were ghosts."

"Yeah b- Wait, you could see them?" Dudley nodded. "But- But your not magical! You can't see them, unless…" Harry could only think one thing, considering Dudley wasn't a wizard. "Your a squib."

D's face scrunched up. "A what?"

"Squib. They are magical people who can't preform magic. They're only born in magical families though, so I don't know how you would be one. Of course, my mum was a witch and would have known if there was anyone else in her family that was magical probably, but I doubt that your mum would know."

He laughed. "Well, there was that one time when mum spoke of her Uncle Harry being a freak, but I've never heard of him since…" He looked at Harry. "Maybe I am a squib."

They finished up and thanked Dobby and Winky for a pleasurable lunch. "Want to get some work done then?"

Harry and Dudley were walking up the stairs. "Yeah, but since your a squib, I guess you can have a language lozenge. They'll probably work on you, but I don't think they would work on a muggle." They were in Harry's room after checking in on a sleeping Richie. Harry got out his box of lozenges and took one to Dudley also. He opened up his as Ace watched. "Okay, so this is how it works. You take a lozenge," he dug around and took out the 'Greek' lozenge. "Then you unwrap it and pop it in." He popped it in his own mouth. "You look around and can name things in the language you choose. I just had a Latin one the other day, today it's Greek. You have to wait three days though, else you will get confused."

Dudley opened up his box. "Which do you 'recon I should try first?" They sifted through the box.

"Well, do you want a language that you can use around here? Because then you should start with all the European ones. I just thought that I'd do the Latin one first, you know, because most spells are from Latin. This one I just randomly picked." Harry shrugged. "Why not learn something like Italian first? In case we want to put the house there to use…?"

Dudley smiled. "That would be a nice trip. Especially since that's where my parents think I am right now." He popped in an Italian one and walked to his room to put his new gift away.

Harry put his box back in his drawer. He grabbed the Library book and a journal, walked back down to the study, telling Ace to meet him there. Once Harry was sitting, he started looking through the book for an interesting title. Well, Ace will be reading something on potions, no doubt, do I don't really have to do that… Maybe I should just read something informative. Like an old book! I've never read any really old books before, and there is bound to be one in here… Harry flipped through a couple of pages until he found a book with a Latin title. Mastering Magic. Harry tapped it and watched the book's pages and ink change. Once it was finished, he flipped to the front and looked at the different things that were being dealt with in the book, and finally decided that it would be very beneficial to just read the entire thing.

Dudley had joined him not soon after, and just as Harry had predicted, was reading through a potions book. They both sat in silence, every once in a while Harry would answer a question for Dudley, but other than that they just kept reading.

Harry was completely engrossed in the book. He was having no trouble at all understanding it. The journal he brought down was getting fuller and fuller with every page he read. Everything was in this book. Harry learned that his magical core was like a muscle that could grow and be strained. He found that he could find his core easily through the descriptions in the book, something he had never thought about before.

There was also a chapter that had to do with organization of the mind. It told of how wizards could organize their mind much easier than muggles, and the importance of having an organized mind. It gave him simple instructions that would make mastering spells much easier while also making his memory much better.

The chapter that Harry found gave him the best information was of something he had never even given a thought to. Different magical languages. The old book told of how people in the East also did magic (Chinese and Japanese) but would do them with different spells that had slightly different effects than that of a Latin base. It told of the ways in which this could be extremely beneficial to a person, not only in learning more spells, but also in a duel to baffle an opponent. The expression "no two spells are the same" came into play.

Finally, around 3 o' clock, Harry had finished his book and Dudley was getting tired of reading. They both got up and stretched. "What do you feel like doing, D?"

Dudley shook his head. "I think I'm going to watch some telly. Not feeling like doing much today."

"Alright, just don't forget that Aunt Min is going to be coming back tonight for dinner." Harry went upstairs. He wrote a quick note to Aunt Min, asking her to arrive at the front gates around 6:30 if she could, then took a quick shower. Once he got out, he had some time to kill. Richie was still sleeping, and he found Dudley taking a nap on the couch. He pulled out his phone and texted Ginny.

Harry: Hey Gin. Are you busy right now, or is it a good time for me to stop by and say hi?

He waited a few seconds, and was impressed by the short amount of time it took for Ginny to reply.

Ginny: No, Harry. Now would be a great time for you to come over. Why don't you bring me another book? I'm so bored here! All Ron and Hermione do is keep to themselves…

Harry laughed then replied: Sounds like a plan. I'll be over in a minute, just lock up your room for me?

Ginny: Sure. I just told the cards to silence it and lock it up.

Harry called out to Dobby as he reached his room again. "Yes, Harry Potters, sir?"

"Hey Dobby. Are you busy right now?" Harry had grabbed a box of the lozenges. Well, Ron and Hermione would want some, I'm sure. Maybe not Ron, but Hermione would really enjoy them… And the twins would definitely like something like this… He grabbed four more boxes. I should get some more of those…

"No, Harry Potters," Dobby snapped Harry out of his thoughts. "Dobbys would loves to dos some works for the Great Harry Potters!"

Harry laughed. "Alright then, Dobby. Just let me go get a book real quick and we'll go on over to Ginny's room?"

The little elf bounced up and down. "Of courses, Harry Potters sir! Dobbys would loves to brings Harry Potters to his Miss Ginny Weasleys!"

He laughed again and grabbed a book about magical artifacts that he thought had looked interesting in the private library. He also went into the Gryffindor trunk and duplicated the book he had read into a clear journal. He flipped through it and found that it had worked!

Once he was back in his room, he grabbed his glasses but left his hair the way he and Ginny liked it. I'll just change it before I see anyone else. "Alright Dobby. Would you be able to bring the boxes on my bed and the two books also?"

Dobby nodded and grabbed Harry's elbow. "Anythings for yous, sir."

Before he knew it, Harry was standing in Ginny's room with the boxes and books next to him, Dobby apparating back home instantly. He caught sight of Ginny throwing herself at him and had just enough time to move so he could hug her and twirl her around, just avoiding the both of them falling.

Ginny squealed. "Harry!"

He put her down on her feet. "Gin, it's so good to see you…" he grinned at her and she returned the favor.

"It was so boring here today. Mum was just making us do chores. Thank God I got out of there when I did, I swear, she'll have you going all day."

Harry laughed at her frustration. "Alright, Gin. Well, I'm here now, and I can't think of a single thing to do…"

Ginny mock frowned. "Not a single thing?" He playfully shook his head. "Well, I for one can think of one thing." Harry smiled and leaned into her kiss. Soon it became a full out battle between the two of who was the better kisser. Ginny moaned as Harry grabbed a handful of her silky hair and pulled her head back, kissing her neck.

Ginny grabbed his head and started kissing him again. She pushed him back until his knees were against the chair in her room, and pushed him into it, making him sit. She grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled him to her as she straddled him on the chair.

Soon, when they were about to black out, they removed their mouths from one another, breathing deeply, staring at each other. Harry moaned. "Ginevra… must you blush in my presence? I know you blush all over… and it drives me crazy…" he said, kissing her neck between words.

Ginny laughed and stood up slowly, not really wanting to. "As much as I would love to stay in here all day with you, Harry, I do think that it would be rather embarrassing when Mum comes to get me in a few minutes."

Harry smiled and gave her one last kiss before they called to the cards to unlock the door, then made their way down stairs. He quickly changed his hair back to normal, then opened the door.

"HARRY!" Hermione screamed as he walked into the kitchen.

Harry smiled as Hermione hugged him. "Her Hermione. How are you today?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Fred and Gorge happened to have the books for next year's curriculum, so I've been doing that."

Harry smiled at his friend. She really was a little too predictable at times. "Ron, mate, how are you today?"

Ron shrugged. "How good is a day where you clean the entire time…" he mumbled, then stood. "What have you been up to?"

Harry smiled. "Oh, this and that."

Ron was about to say something when Mrs. Weasley walked in and then gave Harry a big hug upon recognizing him. "Harry, how are you dear? Did you eat yet?"

He laughed. "Of course, Mrs. Weasley. I was wondering if I could ask you something?" He motioned to ask her in the other room. Everyone looked at him with curious glances, but he silently told them to wait a minute. "Mrs. Weasley, I was wondering if it would be alright if I took Ron, Hermione and Ginny to my house later this week? Say Thursday?"

Mrs. Weasley's eyebrow's scrunched together. Just as she was about to reply there was a loud *pop* and Fred and Gorge appeared in front of him. "Harry!" Fred said.

"You thought that you could just get away with taking our dear brother-" Gorge continued.

"And also our favorite sister-"

"On an adventure to your knew home-"

"With out taking your favorite twins with you?" They finished.

Harry looked between the two then laughed. "Of course you can come. I was going to ask after your mum agreed." He looked over at Mrs. Weasley with big, puppy dog eyes. "I have always wanted to have guests over at my house, but with my Aunt and Uncle…" he looked down and kicked the floor, doing his best impression of an unhappy orphan. "I was never really able to…. Not that I have ever had friends before Ron and Hermione…"

He could see the conflicted Mrs. Weasley giving in. When she looked away, Harry chanced a glance at the two stunned twins in front of him. He smirked, then quickly put on his puppy dog eyes again. "Well…" Mrs. Weasley's voice wasn't as strong as it usually was. "As long as they are safe… then I don't see why not."

Harry smiled in triumph and the twins high-fived and cheered. He quickly gave Mrs. Weasley a big hug. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Weasley!" He quickly ran into the kitchen.

"What was that all about?" Ginny asked him.

"Oh… not much really. I just thought that you two might like to, you know, check out my house on Thursday…" He watched slowly as all three of them perked up and started smiling.

"That would be great!" Ron said.

"As long as we are safe, I don't see why not!" Hermione was just as excited as ever though.

"Where do you live, anyway?" Ginny asked.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Well, I can't really tell you that now, can I?" He smirked as Hermione opened up her mouth to tell him off. "But," he said, interrupting her thought. "I will be able to show you my home on Thursday when I come to get you." He looked at his nails, pretending not to not want to be bothered by questions. "I also have quite a few surprises for you…"

Everyone all at once started asking him questions about 'what surprise' and 'just tell us' and 'PLEASE?!?!?'. The twins were enjoying groveling in front of Harry when they walked in and noticed everyone else trying to get something out of him, even though they had no idea what the three youngsters wanted to know. Harry laughed. "Wait here, I have a surprise for you guys that I brought over." He quickly ran out of the room and sped into Ginny's. Once he grabbed the five boxes he ran back into the kitchen and tossed them on the table, one in front of everyone.

"What are these?" Hermione asked, examining the box.

"Those would be language lozenges. I figured you would all like them. They do work quite well. I've already had the latin one." Just to show off he spoke a few lines of Latin and everyone stared at him. "Yeah, and now I'm learning Greek, too. Only eat one every three days because if you have more then you will get your vocabulary all mixed up."

"What do these do?" Fred asked, now examining the little candies.

"They flavor your mouth with a vocabulary which you otherwise would not know because it would take too long to learn. Yes, there are spells for this, but if you ever meet a muggle you can't just preform the spell in front of them, so this works well for that. Also, you will be able to read the languages that you eat as well."

"Well, thanks!" Ginny said, smiling at him, now opening a Latin candy and placing it in her mouth. "Oh, it tastes like honey."

Hermione looked hesitant, but she too put the Latin one in her mouth, thanking Harry. The twins had no hesitation what so ever and just said a quick thanks and popped them in.

"Thanks a bunch, mate," Ron said. "Now, if I ever need to learn a language, I'll just eat some candy."

They all sat and talked briefly and Harry filled them in on the goblins. He asked that they not tell anyone, and they agreed. "I don't think you should be going alone though, Harry," Hermione put in.

Harry sighed. "I will not be alone. In any case, Griphook will be with me most of the time besides when I am going to and from Gringotts, and even then I'll still have the cloak with me at all times."

Tonks swaggered into the room. "Wotcher, Harry!"

"Tonks! It's so good to see you. Got a minute?" He gave her a quick hug and led her out of the room and into the sitting room. Mrs. Weasley was no longer in there. "Mind silencing the room?" Tonks did as he asked. "Thanks. Anyway, I've got something I've been wanting to show you since I realized I could do it."

Tonks was just about to ask what he was talking about when she gasped. Harry's hair was now down to his waist. "What- How- When?"

"I figured it out a few days ago. Only Ginny knows though." He smiled and Tonks jumped onto him, plowing him onto the floor in a rib cracking hug.

"I thought I would never meet another!" She sounded almost as if she were crying. "It's so lonely, being a metamorphagus. I can't believe I've actually had the chance to get to know you!!"

Harry patted her back. "That's alright Tonks. I just thought that you would like to know…"

"I do! Can't you see how much this means to me?" She looked at him. Her eyes were filled with tears. One rolled slowly down her cheek. "I just thought that I must be the only one in the world… but of course your a morpher, Harry. The bloody boy-who-lived. Of course the only other one I meet would be one of the most enigmatic people I have ever had the pleasure to meet." She hugged him again, then pulled him up off the floor. Harry turned his hair back to normal. "So, can you do anything else?"

"No, only change my hair length so far. I haven't really tired anything else…" He admitted.

"Okay, we'll just have to start training you then!" Tonks was really excited about this. "Tell me when and where and we'll make it happen."

"Wow, thanks Tonks. You don't have to do that."

She waved him off. "You don't know what it was like. I didn't have any friends until my sixth year at Hogwarts, and even then they only really liked me when I decided to be the perfect blonde with the perfect nose and the amazing blue eye color. Always treated like a chew toy," she spat. "Besides, you're the only one like me that I have ever met, so that gives us some kind of special bond, Harry. When can we meet, anyway?"

Harry thought. "What will you be doing next Monday?"

"I have to work the night shift, but other than that, nothing."

Harry smiled. "Well then, I'll pick you up from here on Monday."

They hugged one more time before Tonks put down the silencing charm and they walked back into the kitchen. "Alright, I should be going now." Harry said to the group.

"Already?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, sorry mate. I'll pick you all up on Thursday though, don't forget." He smiled, hugged Hermione one more time, said your welcome to the twins and promised Ron that he wouldn't change his mind before waving goodbye to Ginny and walking out and up to her room. Soon Ginny was there too.

"Do you really have to leave so early?" she asked him.

"Yeah, sorry. I'll pick you up on Thursday though. There is someone I would like for you to meet…" He kissed her quickly. "Oh, and read up on that book I brought. It's AMAZING. We should have to read it for school. It's in Latin though, so if you can't read it yet, just wait a few days. I promise you won't regret it."

Ginny smiled up and him and gave him one last lingering kiss. "I really wish we could do that more often."

"I agree…" he kissed her one last time and called for Dobby. Waving goodbye one last time, Harry was apparated back into his house.