Remus, Harry, and Emerald fell into a routine. Emerald would work until lunch and then would spend the rest of the day with Harry. The occasional visit to the ministry was the only thing that changed Emeralds schedule. Harry tried many times to find out what happened inside his grandmother's study. He had absolutely no luck until two weeks after he first came to his grandmother's house. After a lunch of shepherds pie his grandmother made an announcement "Harry how would you like to learn how to fly?" Harry's eyes lit up and he began bouncing " I can go get my own broom. I would love a nimbus grandmother." Emerald shook her head "I have already gotten you a broom Harry." Harry tried to hide his disappointment from his grandmother. He knew she loved to surprise those she loved. "In fact, this broom could outdo even the professional quidditch brooms." Harry felt his mouth drop open "grandmother how could a broom be better than one used in quidditch?" Emerald grinned and stood up "if you will follow me Harry then you will find the answer to your question." Remus trailed behind the two. While he did not care for brooms like James had, he was curious. They walked out to he quidditch pitch in the back section of the grounds. Ivy was standing there with a broom in her hands. It was beautiful. Harry felt a gasp escape his lips at the sight of his new broom. It had a white wooden handle with a golden Celtic design. The tail of the boom was a sleek teardrop shape. The bristles themselves were made out of a type of twig Harry had never seen before. In all it was beautiful.
Harry picked up his broom reverently and before he could begin his lessons a strange elf showed up. "Mother Magic you was wanting to know when Sirius was freed." Emerald nodded and the elf continued "the Sirius is being released right now and be wanting to know where his Harry is." "Thank you Mimsy," she turned to Harry "I guess broom lessons will have to wait." Harry felt slight disappointment but he would get to meet his godfather so everything was alright. Still holding onto his new broom Harry grabbed his grandmother's hand to be transported. Remus held onto her other hand. Soundlessly they arrived right in front of the newly released Sirius. "What the? Mooney how are you?" Sirius saw his old friend and clapped him on the back. "Remus do you know where Harry is? The healers would not tell me anything other than he already has a guardian." Before Remus could answer his friend Emerald stepped in "that guardian would be me. I will explain everything back at my manor." Sirius looked her up and down. The woman before him looked young maybe no more then her early twenties. "Remus do you trust her?" Sirius looked closely at his fellow marauder for any clues about what he was thinking. Remus looked at Sirius confidently "I trust her completely." Sirius nodded and finally noticed Harry standing close to the unknown woman. He stood still in shock 'he looks so much like James. His eyes are the only thing I see of Lily in him.' Emerald smiled "I think you will find Sirius that he has more of his mother in him than you would think." A large grin broke across Harry's face at the praise from his grandmother.
"I think we should be going gentlemen. We are gathering quite enough stares." Remus and Harry took hold of her offered hands. Remus sensing his friends confusion "grab hold of my hand Padfoot. It is how Harry's grandmother travels." Sirius shrugged and grabbed Mooney's hand. Instantly they landed in front of a palace sized manor. Sirius looked around and saw a circle of rose bushes nearby. "Grandmother why did we land here? Usually you land somewhere closer." The strange woman smiled and ruffled Harry's hair "because Sirius is not already established into my wards. He is a Black, but he personally is not registered." She walked over to her rose bushes and turned in a circle in complete silence.
Sirius felt a wave of magic wash over him. Harry felt the need for another question "then why didn't you have to do this for Remus?" "That would be due to his furry little problem. My blood children are able to be brought directly into my home if I choose." Sirius was confused 'what is this about blood children? Wait she knows Remus is a werewolf and is not running for the hills.' He turned to Remus to ask for clarification but was cut off. Remus knew what Sirius would ask "later Sirius. Harry was about to get lessons on flying." Sirius got excited "hey pup is that your broom?" He spotted the broom in Harry's hands and at his nod let a whistle pass through his lips. "That is one beautiful broom. Lets go see how it flys pup." Harry looked to his grandmother and she nodded. Next thing they knew they were back on the quidditch pitch. "Grandmother you did that without having contact with us!" Emerald merely smiled mysteriously "why Harry who am I?" Harry stood there trying to figure out what his grandmother was telling him. As he stood puzzling this new turn Remus understood what Emerald was getting at. 'Emerald is magic herself so it stands to reason she does not need physical touch. We are on her grounds so maybe she grabbed onto our magical signatures to transport us.' Harry suddenly exclaimed "your magic!" Emerald smirked "yes being the source of magic does have its advantages. To answer your musings Remus, yes I grabbed onto your magical cores to transport us back to the quidditch pitch." Sirius turned the conversation back to something a little easier to grasp. "Well let's see how that broom flys!"
Harry turned to his grandmother waiting for instructions. Sirius looked put out at this turn of events since he had given Harry his first toy broom. Remus sidled over to Sirius and whispered "it might be best for Emerald to teach Harry." Sirius tried to protest Remus' lack of faith but was cut off. "That broom is not in any of the catalogues I went through with Harry. Knowing her she made that broom. Which makes her the expert on handling it Padfoot." Sirius looked over at Emerald with a new appreciation. "Remy do you think she really made that broom," Sirius said in awe. Harry had just lifted off the ground perfectly and was asking his grandmother why she didn't have a broom. "I only ride a broom when the other immortals force me to. I much prefer flying without one, I am not the most comfortable to be technically riding myself." Harry's head tilted to the side in confusion. "My Ydrassil form is a tree Harry. The twigs in your broom are made from that form and so is my wand." All three men stared at her and then she rose a few feet off the ground and their jaws dropped. Remus muttered "I should stop being surprised. The word Mother Magic should say all." Sirius fell flat on his but from the shock when his knees gave away. He dramatically clutched his heart "my poor heart!" Harry recovered quickly "Oh, I thought you meant in your dragon form. I guess you made my broom grandmother so thank you very much!" Harry smiled and waited to hear how to make the broom move.
"Alright Harry all you have to do is steer with your hands and speed is controlled by how fast you want to go." Harry shot off so fast the only person's eyes who were able to follow the speed was Emerald. Sirius and Remus were left looking around wondering where he went. A faint shout was heard in the distance "I think something is wrong with the broom grandmother! I cannot go any further!" Emerald with an amused laugh shouted back "you hit the edge of the wards turn around if you want to keep moving and you might want to go slower. The two mortals thought you just disappeared." Five minutes later Harry was back in front of his grandmother. "This is so cool grandmother. It goes so fast. Can I play quidditch now on this broom?" Emerald shook her head and Harry started to deflate. "Harry I need to put a clip on the broom so it only flys as fast as the fastest broom on the market. Otherwise you would be your own quidditch team all on your lonesome. Harry grinned sheepishly at his grandmother's words. "However, the clip won't be necessary during an immortal quidditch game." Sirius, without thinking, blurted out "immortals play quidditch!" Emerald drawled "well of course we do mutt. It can be highly boring to be immortal and we watch the mortal world so much we often adapt their games for ourselves. Bored and immortal can be a very dangerous combination. Atlantis is proof of my observation if you need it."
The day passed with Emerald telling Harry about the different immortals she knew while they flew. Sirius and Remus were given spare brooms that were like Harry's. Sirius, much to his disbelief, was given the broom that belonged to Cygnus Black the first wizard. After Harry was in bed tired out from the excitement of the day and flying Remus took Sirius aside to explain. "Padfoot she really is Mother Magic. The wolf inside me even backs up her claim. Not to mention the visit to the goblins also validated her position." Sirius, however, was not buying it. "Remy she is just pulling your leg. There is no such thing as Mother Magic. If that was true then I would have to rethink everything. It would validate some of my ancestor's portraits Mooney. I cannot just take this bull and swallow it." Their talk was degenerating into an argument which reached the ears of Emerald just as she was going to check her mirror. She stalked down to where the two mutts were arguing. "You both have one chance to lower your voices for Harry's sake or I am putting you in the dog house." Remus instantly lowered his voice. He had noticed Harry's dislike for loud voices and did not want to cause his cub discomfort. Sirius, on the other hand, "I will not shut up just at your say so. Remus might buy your lies but I am not going to..." Angry barking replaced the statement Sirius was making. Sirius was now in his grim form and it took him a few seconds to register what happened. Emerald had not moved a muscle and he was forcibly transformed into his animagius form. He stopped barking out of shock and tried to change back. He found to his surprise that he couldn't change back. While he started to panic Emerald calmly stated " I assure you everything Remus says is accurate. However, you will be spending the night in the dog house instead of your new room. I did warn you Sirius. Speaking of warning if you see a black panther leave it alone at all costs. It is probably Chaos and chasing her does not always end the way one would expect." Sirius found himself in a comfortable kennel when Emerald finished speaking.
Remus with wide eyes took in her statement of good night as Emerald disappeared in a flash of light. Once back in her room, Emerald touched the mirror above the fireplace to see what was going on in the outside world regarding Harry. Dumbledore once more appeared on her mirror. Dumbledore strode through looking for Sirius. He was sure that the concerned godfather would not be so easily swayed by Lady Slytherin and would help him locate Harry. 'Black can be used to get Harry away from Lady Slytherin. He is listed in the will and she is not. I will outwit that meddling woman and have Harry molded to take down Voldemort.' "Excuse me mam, do you know where Sirius Black is." Dumbledore used his full twinkle as he spoke to the young ministry employee. "Oh sir you just missed him. Lady Slytherin took him to her home so he could spend time with his godson." Dumbledore smiled tightly and stormed off without any of his normal pleasantries. The ministry worker was left thinking 'how rude. I wonder what has a bee in his bonnet' The mirror stopped glowing and Emerald went to bed. Dumbledore would only have a few more aces in his hand and he would definitely play them. The only thing left to find out is which hand would be dealt next. Either Severus or the Weasley's would be used next in an attempt to get Harry. 'Well Dumbles, if you use the Weasleys I only have to inform them of their vassal status towards myself. However, Severus is the wild card. I might be able to convince him Harry is safe and well in my care. Snape is after all sworn to protect Harry and not bound to Dumbledore. I could gain an ally in one Severus Snape.' Emerald drifted off to sleep with her familiar a large magical python lying next to her in her bed. 'Maybe I should find another mate.'