Chapter Ten: Out and About.
Kara could really not keep the smile off of her face. She was dressed in casual clothes, a black tank top and blue jean shorts. Her gaze fell onto Nym's for a few second. The pink haired female looked at her in an extremely critical manner, frowning deeply. Harry had joined them after a couple of moments.
"I know, it's not the most high class place in the world, but it's not too bad," Nym said.
"Well, it is very relaxing," Kara admitted. Nym nodded in agreement when she looked into Kara's eyes. Her violet eyes met Kara's sky blue eyes. "And you know, not all places have to be high class, especially to have a good time."
"It's about in the middle, where you want it," Harry said. He swept Nym around her waist into his chest. That caused the girl to flinch when she was close to him.
Nym heard that thinking about someone in their underwear was a bit less embarrassing. She shook her head when she realized that with Harry, that didn't exactly help. She pulled back and caught sight of her face in the mirror. Her hair was growing about as red as her face and that was not a good thing at all.
"Are you okay, Nym?" Harry asked her. He looked amused at the look in her eyes.
"Just thinking about something, that's all," Nym said. She looked at Harry. The upbeat sound of the music, at least she assumed it was music, was playing. "Nothing too major, I just got a lot on my mind."
"Well," Kara said, whispering in Nym's ear. "If you want we can help you take it off of your mind if you want us to."
Nym was seriously considering this point. Her heart kept beating against her chest and things were getting more and more intense. Harry smiled when he extended his hand towards Nym and took it.
"So, are you up for dancing?" Harry asked.
"I might step on your toes," Nym warned him. She was not much for dancing, or coordinations. Mostly because of the fact that changing forms caused her balance to be thrown off, but thankfully she improved on that since she was a little girl. When she was younger, she was far more accident prone.
Granted, she wasn't perfect, but she wasn't a disaster area either. Nym was going to have to take that for what it's worth.
"Are you sure about this?" Nym asked him. She could feel Harry's hand wrap around her lower back and pull in her.
"Trust me, I've got reinforced feet, it will be good," Harry informed her.
Nym was prepared to take Harry's word for it. His lips brushed against hers and that was distracting.
"I'll save you two a seat for when you're done," Kara said. She took a seat at the edge of the bar.
She wanted to scope out some potential talent. While there was no one that caught her eye, or Harry's, just yet, the night was still young. The blonde folded her arms and waited. She could hear Nym apologizing over and over again for trampling on Harry's feet.
Kara laughed in amusement.
"Okay, I think that I got the hang of this," Nym informed him. She shook her head. "I'm pretty good at my spell casting, I never miss a target. If I could keep myself hovering above the ground, that would be a good thing. My own feet and my balance tend to be my worst enemy."
"You just need to get control," Harry said, whispering.
"I am in control," Nym said. She realized how much that sounded like she wasn't in control. Her throat dried up. "Do you think that your magic tagged a bunch of other people?"
"Alura managed to seal up the castle so it shouldn't have too much of a backwash," Harry informed her.
Nym snorted in this manner that was absolutely unlady like. Harry just grinned when he looked into her eyes.
"You know, powerful sorcerers like yourself will find a way to lay claim to the best and the brightest," Nym said.
"This is just the beginning, I know," Harry said. "There are going to be a lot of people who don't realize it, but times are changing."
"People don't seem to realize that there are changes, until it's too late," Nym said. She finished the dance without embarrassing herself too much. That really was the main thing. Thanks to her powers, if she wasn't careful, Nymphadora Tonks could literally have two left feet. "I think I should get a drink."
'Why do I have a feeling this might not end well,' Kara thought.
'One would think that magical people would be able to hold mundane alcohol a lot better,' Harry thought.
'One would think that,' Kara thought. She led Harry closer towards her. Nym sat down, after the nice dance. Kara was on one side of Harry and Nym was on the other side. 'See that blonde with the black headband over there?'
'She's pretty attractive,' Harry thought.
'More than that, she was giving you the fuck me eyes half of the night,' Kara thought. 'I can see why you haven't figured that out, because half of the women in this place gave you that look. And there are some that might be fun, for a go around, to see how they would work out.'
Harry smiled and he decided to get to his feet, leaving Kara and Nym to chat.
"So, four wives aren't enough, are they?' Nym asked.
"For someone like Harry, it's never enough," Kara said with a smile.
"Are you sure that you just want more to play with?" Nym asked. She sipped on her drink and watched with interest when Harry showed up.
Harry made his way up towards the girl. She really was surprised to see Harry looking at her. She approached him through. The girl was about a year or so within Harry's magical age, about eighteen or so years old. She wore a black headband, a jean jacket, a nice white top with a button tastefully undo, a pair of tight jeans, and cowboy boots.
"Sorry," the girl said to him apologetically. She spoke in an American accent, where, Harry wasn't sure. "I was trying to figure out whether or not I ran into your somewhere."
"Somehow I doubt that," Harry said. He leaned towards the girl with a grin crossing his face. "I would have thought that I would have run into someone like you."
"Yeah, I know," she said. She looked him over, taking in his body. Kara was right, it was hard to get the "fuck me" expression on her eyes when she looked at Harry.
The woman in question shook her head. She could have sworn that she met him somewhere. It must have been a really vivid dream or something. It was driving the woman nuts, it was like there was some deeper connection.
"Well, if I don't know you, can you at least tell me your name?" she asked him. She looked him over.
"Harry Potter," she told him.
"Sounds like you should be some spy or sorcerer, or something like that," she said. Her eyes gazed over him and the woman shook her head, realizing that she might have put her foot in her mouth. "But….not that I know you well enough, and know you're the type, it's just that I assumed that."
"Well you know what they say about assumptions Miss….." Harry said.
"Stacy….Gwen Stacy," she replied. Her eyebrow looked over him.
"You're not from around here, are you?" Harry asked.
"No, I just flew in from New York to visit some family," Gwen informed him. "I'll be here for the next few weeks, a long vacation. I actually thought about staying for the long term and looking into going into university. Trust me, if you've been to New York, you'd want to get away from it for a while."
"Well, I've never been there, maybe someday, I'd want to travel the world," Harry said to her with a smile.
"That's nice, I'm sure that someone like you….will have plenty of chances," Gwen said. She couldn't believe that this hot older guy was giving her the time of day. To shamelessly borrow a phrase, she just hit the jackpot. "But….I've got to head out and meet some people. I just thought that I'd check out some of the sights."
Gwen realized how bad this sounded when she looked at Harry in his eyes.
"I know this might get me a restraining order," Gwen said, looking at him. "But, if you want…..I'll be in the country for a few more weeks, so if you want to get together for dinner or something, I'd be down for it. Only if you're down for it."
"I'll be happy," Harry said. He was intrigued, especially considering that his magic felt a pull towards her.
"Great, here's the hotel I'll be in," Gwen said to him. She handed him the number.
Gwen fully expected him to throw the number in the trash without another word. She normally was more composed than this. It almost felt like something drew her to this club.
"I'll be in touch with you," Harry said. He leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on the cheek.
That caused Gwen to stagger back in a momentary daze, shaking her head. She couldn't believe that she had been drawn into something like that.
"Right, it was nice meeting you, Harry," Gwen replied. She was in half of a daze when she talked to him, shaking her head when she tried to return herself back to a sense of sanity. Her eyes glazed over.
"Likewise to me, Gwen," Harry told her.
Gwen walked away from Harry. He turned around and saw Kara waiting for him. Nym looked rather amused as well.
"I hate to say that I told you so, but…"
Harry gave Kara a hell of a kiss and that shut her up. Kara returned the kiss in one of the most heated manners possible. She thought that she was going to lose her mind with what Harry was doing to her. Her eyes closed when she felt Harry's mouth continue to press against hers. It was causing her to feel really good and for good reasons.
"Well, that worked nicely," Nym said with a chuckle.
Kara wondered if they could find somewhere private to continue this. Nym looked to be about ready to join them, but the problem was that her sense of balance was somehow worse after having a few drinks.
The two of them made their way outside, but Kara's ears perked up.
"Did you hear something?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I heard something."
"Leave me alone!"
"Ah, I think you walked into the wrong part of town, girlie-girl."
There was a scuffle about two blocks from here, and Harry exchanged one of those gazes with Kara. It should be vital that they had a chance to check it out and check it out, the two of them did.
They could see a young red haired girl, of no more than ten or so years, and she was being harassed by a trio of street toughs, that looked to be teenagers, or around about then. Harry couldn't really be for sure though, it honestly was hard to tell.
Kara frowned, they had no right to attack a girl that was so young.
"You know, if you wanted to pick someone closer to your own size, I'm right here," Kara said.
The group of thugs turned around and saw a girl that was as tall as all of them standing there.
"Hey, we want no trouble, but….if you're going to give us trouble…."
Harry caused the man's jaw to break with a simple movement. The man slumped down to the ground, and was put out for the count.
"If you could talk, you would thank me, because I saved your ass right there," Harry informed him.
The other two thugs were taken down handily. Harry shook his head. That might just be a little bit sad.
"Thank you, thank you, you saved my life," the redhead said. She was terrified beyond belief. She looked at the older blonde with a smile on her face. "I owe you, big time, for saving me."
Kara blinked suddenly and she could feel some warm magic fill her body. Harry smiled when he helped her up.
"We better get you out of here," Harry informed her. "Do your parents know where you are?"
The girl snorted in response. "Yeah right, Mum doesn't give a fuck where I am, unless she's lecturing me for not being a proper lady."
Harry sensed an undercurrent of hostility in this girl's house. "Well, some of those injuries look pretty nasty….they didn't rough you up too much."
"No, they're not too bad….." she persisted stubbornly. Harry and Kara could recognize a stubborn girl. "My name is Ginny, and you are…."
"I'm Kara," she told her.
"Oh, that's nice, thank you, Kara," Ginny replied with a smile. She really hated to accept the fact, but she was well in over her head. Running away sounded like a much better idea at the time. "And who are you?"
"Harry Potter," Harry answered, without missing a beat.
Ginny's face blanked and it was at this point, where her brain shut down.
"Congratulations Harry, I think you broke her," Kara told him, with a grin.
Harry figured that the Greengrass residence would be much closer and it would be a simpler location to take Ginny, at least until they got everything figured out. Ana took one look at her and her gaze recognized the red hair and the freckled face.
"That's Molly Weasley's youngest," Ana told him.
"Why would she run away from home?" Daphne asked. She had been hanging around in the kitchen when Harry and Kara brought Ginny home. Nym crashed out on the couch somewhere on her way home.
"Well, it's Molly Weasley," Ana said.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Daphne asked.
"Mum can be a bit of a control freak sometimes," Ginny said. She wondered if she hit her head when running from that goon squad. Ginny shook off the cobwebs suddenly. "Seriously, are you really Harry Potter?"
Harry was kind of amused by this.
"I mean, no offense, but aren't you supposed to be closer to my age?" Ginny asked.
"Maturity," Daphne said dryly.
Ginny nodded, her mother never allowed her children to go through the magical maturity process. She wanted to hang onto her children forever and the sooner they hit their peak magical age, the sooner that they would hit their independence and she couldn't have that. She was pretty sure that Bill, Charlie, and the twins all found a way to bypass Molly and perform the maturity ritual on themselves as soon as they could. Percy was too much of a straight arrow to defy his mother's wishes and Ron was too unmotivated to do so.
"Oh, yeah, absolutely, that would be it," Ginny said. She could have lifted her hand to the top of her head.
"So, I'm sure that your mother must be freaking out to see that you've run away from home," Kara said in a small voice. She had heard her mother talk about Molly Weasley several times.
"Only if she wanted to lecture me about something," Ginny answered. She shrugged her shoulders in response. "You know, they wouldn't notice me if I'm gone. But that's really fine, because it allows me to do my own thing. You would think that they would respect me a little more, when I tell them something. Or take me a little bit more seriously."
"Why wouldn't they take you seriously?" Harry asked her.
Gwen shrugged in response. "Oh, there are a lot of reasons. I guess that it's just that my mother doesn't belief me half of the time. You'd think that she'd pay more attention when I tell her that Percy's rat turned into a man and then turned back. Well, I technically…"
"Hold on a second," Harry said, stopping her. "Did you say that your brother's rat turned into a man?"
"Yeah, he did," Ginny said, with a frown. Come to think of it, it did really sound like an outlandish story, even in the world of magic and mystery.
"Was this rat missing a toe?" Harry asked Ginny. He was beginning to come up with a theory. "Was he scarred in that way?"
"Yeah, he was missing a toe," Ginny said.
Alura turned up at this point and Harry turned towards her. The blonde raised her eyebrow when she showed up. She wondered why Harry was grinning like that.
"This young lady was telling us an interesting tale," Ana piped on in. "She say that her brother's rat turned into a man."
Alura raised her eyebrow at that. "Did she really?"
"Oh, you don't believe me, that's about right," Ginny said. She nearly hammered her fists against the desk and gave herself a long sigh. It was just typical, no one ever believed her when it counted.
"No, we believe you," Alura said. "The rat isn't a rat."
"Yeah, I figured that out when he turned into a man," Ginny said, folding her arms up and giving Alura one of those penetrating gazes. "Is he dangerous?"
"He was responsible for killing twelve people with one curse and faking his own death to send an innocent man to Azkaban," Harry informed her.
Ginny shuddered. She saw her father after he had to go to Azkaban on a Ministry inspection. The haunted look took a long time to leave and it would be in Ginny's eyes for a long time.
"Mother, there is something else that I need to tell you before we go there," Kara said.
"Well, I need to call Amelia and Andromeda so the rat doesn't slip through our fingers again," Alura informed her daughter gently.
"I saved Ginny's life and when she acknowledge that she was in my debt…" Kara answered.
Alura put her hand up and stopped her daughter from speaking. "Say no more, Kara, say no more."
Molly Weasley was losing her mind, when she found out her daughter had run away. How dare her daughter do such a thing? It made her look like a bad mother. She blamed Fred and George for distracting her and not noticing that her daughter had run away.
She had flooed all of the people in the Floo Book, but no one knew where Ginny is. The problem was that the clock said that Ginny was Home and not in mortal peril. Molly wondered if the charms on the clock were going defective, because her daughter was most certainly not home. Molly searched the Burrow up and down to see where her daughter was, but found out that she wasn't anywhere.
There was a knock on the door. Molly wondered if someone found her daughter, and she was being brought home.
Molly rushed over to the door, and she was surprisingly fast. The woman nearly knocked over a chair when she made her way towards the door.
She opened the door and saw Amelia Bones standing on the other end of the door. That was never good news.
"Madam Bones," Molly said. There were few people that Molly wouldn't dare talk back to and Madam Bones was one of them. She was an extremely terrifying and formidable woman. "What brings you to the Burrow?"
"Ministry of Magic business," Amelia said, her tone was stoic and calm.
That caused Molly to grow pale. She wondered what kind of Ministry of Magic business they could be here.
She could also see Andromeda Tonks standing in the doorway. That caused Molly to be on her guard. Her eyebrows raised when she saw Alura Danvers standing there and her eyes narrowed. That was the woman that ruined the life of a great man, Albus Dumbledore, out of spite. As a single mother, she was not fit to raise that poor boy.
A young man and a young woman was behind them and Molly could see her daughter there.
"Ginny, you're home, get inside," Molly said. She didn't want to say all that much, but when the Ministry of Magic officials here, she didn't want to look back. Her daughter would be grounded for the rest of her life, the moment that she got home. "Is that the Ministry business, my daughter? I thank you for bringing her home, Madam Bones, and for taking such a personal interest at….."
"Your daughter told us something very interesting about a rat turning into a man and back," Amelia said, cutting off Molly.
"My daughter has an overactive imagination," Molly answered. She refused to believe that anything could be wrong in her house.
"Well, as a mother, you should make sure that such events are investigated thoroughly," Alura replied. She kept her ice cold blue eyes on Molly in response.
"We should see the rat, and if there's nothing wrong, then we will all be on our way," Amelia informed Molly.
Molly realized that the sooner that she got the rat, the sooner that the Ministry would leave, and she could deal with her daughter.
Alura knew that Molly might be a bit difficult. She had only just begun to get difficult. The woman turned to Andromeda, who confirmed something.
"There is honestly no way that Molly can contest this, legally speaking," Andromeda reminded her. "She can yell, scream, and pitch a bitch, as the saying goes, but there is no legal way that she can consult this."
"Good," Ginny muttered. She couldn't help but overhearing something, especially considering that it concerned her. "I'm glad."
"I know you are," Kara said. She frowned when she ran her fingers through the younger girl's hair in an absent minded manner. She looked towards Harry with a smile.
'Thank you for letting me keep her, Harry,' Kara said. 'Granted, when she goes through the maturity, I am sharing her with you.'
Molly returned, the sleeping rat in her hands. The rat's eyes opened and Amelia put a sleeping spell on it immediately to make sure that it stayed asleep for real. One couldn't really be too careful in a situation like this.
"It's just a rat," Molly said. "I had it fixed and everything."
Alura struggled to keep a straight face. If this was Peter, and it likely was, he was obviously into his role to prevent himself from freaking out at being neutered. And knowing Molly, she only trusted herself to do that.
'Then again, Molly Weasley has a lot of experience with neutering other men,' Alura thought to herself. Her lips curled into a smile and she shook her head. Was that going too far with things? Likely, perhaps, she didn't really know.
"Just as I expected, this is a man," Amelia said. She waved the wand.
"That's impossible," Molly said.
"You live in a world of magic Molly, you shouldn't be surprised about anything, or say anything that is impossible," Amelia commented calmly. "We will be taking your rat in. If you would like, Lord Potter would issue a replacement."
"Lord Potter?" Molly asked. She realized that this young man was the one and only Harry Potter. She turned to Alura and frowned. "You allowed him to go to the maturity ritual when he was this young."
Molly detested the maturity ritual. She disregarded all of the so called experts and their belief that not going through it when they were supposed to caused damage to their magic abilities and their emotional developmental. Dumbledore insisted that there were no problems with it.
"It is his right," Alura replied coolly.
"I don't know how you could show yourself in public for what you've done to Albus Dumbledore," Molly said harshly. "He has his best interests in mind."
Kara and Harry exchanged one of those looks with each other. It was the type of look that showed that something fairly frustrating was about to happen in a matter of seconds. It made them wonder how insane this woman was.
'And now, the more I think about it, this must be the first place that we should have looked for Pettigrew,' Harry thought.
Kara shook her head. 'Yeah, absolutely, no one has their nose up Albus Dumbledore's ass more so than this woman.'
"We will be departing Molly, but first there is one more piece of business," Amelia said. "Your daughter was rescued from a group of street thugs."
That caused Molly to look a bit sour. Her gaze was onto Ginny's. Much to her surprise, Ginny's hands clapped to her hips and she stared her mother down. She was not backing off from her mother at all. Ginny wasn't terrified of her mother. She was all bark and no bite.
"Well, I hold the Ministry in greatest of gratitude for this," Molly replied calmly. She was going to have a word with her daughter about running away.
"Actually, you shouldn't be thanking the Ministry, you should be thanking my daughter for saving yours from getting her skull caved in," Alura replied.
Molly winced when she heard about this. Surely this wasn't going to go in the direction that she thought that it was going into.
"Therefore, Ginerva holds a life debt towards Lady Potter," Andromeda answered. She was enjoying the sound of Molly Weasley not saying anything for once in her life.
Molly was shocked and that blissful sound of her silence didn't really last all that long. Her throat stopped functioning as much as it should have. Her mouth opened and shut over and over again, the more she tried to struggle to speak.
"Lady Potter?" Molly asked. "My daughter….she has a life debt, to her."
"Yes, to me," Kara replied. She really was enjoying this for some reason. Not nearly as much as Ginny was enjoying it.
"Yes, your daughter has a life debt to my wife," Harry informed Molly.
"My daughter cannot be indebted to another woman, what would people say?" Molly asked.
"That's not my problem," Harry told her calmly. "Your daughter is leaving for us. She's under my wife's protection and thus she's under the protection of House Potter."
"Ginny, would you please get your things, honey?" Kara asked her.
"It would be a pleasure, my Lady," Ginny said. She turned towards Kara with a smile. "You know, it's an honor to be underneath the authority of someone that I actually respect."
While she barely knew Kara, she was sure that it would be a step up from her mother. Getting raised by a flobberworm might be a step up from her mother at this point.
Molly looked angered and she looked towards Alura with a frown on her face. "You can't just take my daughter like that."
"Actually, by law, Kara can," Alura said. "If, you should have been more attentive and listen to your children. Perhaps if it was, Ginny would be safely home."
Molly tried to attack Alura, but Harry blocked her attack and forced her to the ground.
"The next time you think about someone bonded to me, I won't be so gentle," Harry said. Every single bone in Molly's wand arm had been broken, along with her wand itself. "Your husband is coming home, I'm sure that you'll have fun explaining how you lost his only daughter to my Alpha."
The agony ridden form of Molly Weasley was on the ground. She wondered how everything had gone so wrong. The world has about to change. She had worked so hard to gain a daughter and now she had just lost her with a moment of being inattentive.
"And Arthur already has been informed about what has occurred," Amelia informed Molly. "And while he isn't pleased with what happened, he understands the law."
"You should thank Lord Potter for preventing you from intervening with the attempts to uphold the law," Andromeda added. Perhaps this would be the wake up call that Molly Weasley did.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, Harry and I will take really good care of your daughter," Kara said with a smile. "She'll get the best magical education possible, beyond what is offered at Hogwarts or any other magical school."
She turned and saw Ginny, with her brothers following her. They were protesting things.
"Your father will be home soon and he will explain things to you," Amelia informed them.
Percy blinked. "But, you can't allow them to take my sister as some kind of…"
"It is the law, Mr. Weasley," Amelia said, surveying him through her monocle. "I trust that you respect that."
"Yes, M'am," Percy replied, falling back in line. He respected the law and everything that went along with it. So he couldn't argue this.
"Goodbye," Ginny said to them all. She had an entirely new life.
"I'm certain that we can make arrangements for Ginny to visit once she's settled in," Alura informed them. "Providing your mother doesn't make any difficulities."
"Seems to me like Mum already tried to make some difficulities," one of the twins muttered underneath his breath, seeing his mother's state.
The group left, and at the last second, Andromeda performed a charm on Molly.
"You injuries will heal within the next three hours," she informed her.
Ginny left, wondering where she was going next. It was a bit intimidating being near Lord and Lady Potter, and feeling the magical energy radiating off of them. Ginny hoped that they wouldn't punish her for what her mother did.
Meanwhile, Harry could not be more than pleased. The rat had been snagged and things were looking up in the best way possible. Of course, it was only step one of the entire justice process.
To Be Continued.