AN: So... yeah for some reason I thought I was going to have a ton of free time to write over the holiday... HA HA HA HA HA... I did manage some short word sprints, and then they were lost... not sure if the computer just ate the file, or what happened, but my 5k i had was just... *poof*... gone...so i sadly had to start this run all over again. So sorry for the time between updates.

I will have at least one more update this week, after all i need to get those final words written to get to my monthly goal of 50k... i will be continuing this story, and doing my best to write and update at least once a week, at least until my hubby goes in for surgery on his ankle again. Then I am a nurse and might not have too much time to write, but I will keep you all updated in these notes as it goes along.

Chapter 11

The two ladies came in and immediately began a new scan on him to compare to the previous one. Frankly he was glad that they were too busy looking over what was being written and comparing it to the old one. Somewhere in his mind he noticed that the spell they used this time was not the exact one they had done before, but they knew what they were doing, he hoped.

Instead he used this time to look through his quest log, there were bound to be some he had unknowingly been forced to take, and man that would be completed. Best to just go through and figure things out while he was going to be forced to wait anyway, and so Quest menu it was.

Quests:

Completed Quests:

Remove Soul Shard From Scar

Receive New Title/Nickname

Get All Supplies For School

Get Away From Abusive Relatives

Rescue Cousin

Unlock One Of Cousin's Potentials

Meet Soul Mate 1

Ongoing Quests:

Help Cousin get School Supplies

Help Cousin Acclimate To New Life

Get Completely Healed From Past Injuries/Scars

Meet Soul Mate 2

Meet Soul Mate 3

Meet Soul Mate 4

Choose Personal Support Character

Unlock Magical Core

Read Hogwarts: A History Cover to Cover

Board Hogwarts Express On Time

Complete Soul Bond 1

Complete Soul Bond 2

Complete Soul bond 3

Complete Soul bond 4

Find Out The Results Of Inheritance Test From Goblins

His eyes skimmed over the lists and then shot back to the fact that he had not one but four soul mates? Hermione was going to kill him, however if he talked to her now about everything maybe they could think of a way around it? Or if he had to have four soul mates, then perhaps talking about it now would help the both of them figure out just what they were going to do about everything.

Then there was the bit about completing the soul bonds, and he couldn't help the groan that left him.

"Are you alright Mr. Potter?" Amelia said from the doorway. I can call the medi-witches back in if you need something.

"Just sore," he croaked out. It wasn't a lie, but physically he had felt much worse than this in the past.

"Well that is to be expected. I saw the goblins leave, and since your newest scan is done, they have allowed me to see you," she said as she claimed the chair by his bed. "There are a few things you and I need to talk about before I take you to the Grangers. Do you feel up to it?"

"Yes," he replied and took the glass of water to sip at from his bedside.

"Very well," she said with a bit of a grin. "You should know that I have to Apparate the two of us to their home. That is that very unpleasant feeling you went through last time. There are only two other modes of transportation that are really legal here, flying brooms and floo travel.

"Since you will be living in a muggle neighborhood the brooms are right out. So I shall be personally installing a floo connection in their home, but this connection is going to be quite limited. I have already gotten the clearance to set this up. The Granger home will link up with my home, the Ossuary.

"This will keep people from being able to find out where you live, or 'accidentally' turn up. So this will keep you safe, and help me out as the three of you are my magical wards. If something does come up I would prefer you three come to me about anything that happens. In fact your cousin is bound to have a few bouts of accidental magic, and while the rest of you are somewhat used to it, due to how you were treated when you had bouts, he may expect the same thing.

"I'm not saying that it is really logical, but it has been taught." She tilted her head side to side cracking her neck, as it must have been a rather long day for her. "Now, as your cousin will need to get his school supplies, I have a day off in two days. At that time I shall teach the group of you how to use the Floo for travel. I will bring you to my home for a brief moment, and then we will head to the Alley. This will save not only time, but the wear on the granger's vehicle. Any questions so far?"

"No Ma'am."

"Well then, we shall move on. As my ward I will expect certain things from the three of you. I have already had this talk with the others; however your talk gets to be a bit different."

"Why is that?"

"Because in the Wizarding world you are quite famous, I'm sure you have noticed that?" He nodded glumly recalling the people who wanted to touch him or shake his hand. "Well right off the bat you are going to have those that idolize you, and those that hate you for the death of their dark lord. There will also be those who think you to be a stuck up brat because you have never responded to their letters."

"Letters!? I only every received my letter from Hogwarts," he said panicked. He had brought that up to the goblins about not receiving mail.

"I know, and it is being looked into by the goblins. As much as I want to look into it myself with my office, if we did your previous magical guardian would find out in an instant. Right now, with where you case stands, I have enough to make certain you do not ever go back under his guardianship, and I have charges on child endangerment and abandonment.

"The problem is that the man wears some very large hats, so to speak. He holds three very full time positions, and frankly he tries his best in all three, but things slip past him. Things that could be harmful to many people down the line in the form of laws and regulations.

"So what I am intending to do is cut the man a deal, as I do not think he is truly evil, just a bit over burdened. I want him to give up two of his positions, that way he can focus and do his best with one of them. How does that sound?" she asked watching him very carefully.

"Well," he thought about it for a moment. Albus did hold those three key positions, and the magical side really wasn't advancing, so perhaps this change would help. "Can we hold off doing anything until the end of the school year?" That would give him enough time to think things over, and to see how things played out this time around, something about how looking at his last try made him feel very manipulated and played by the old man. Mainly why put the stone in the school, how did he not know it was Quirrel, and why give a child an invisibility cloak, or place that mirror and let him go back to it time and again. Some things just did not really work with him.

"Yes, we can," she said with a proud smile. "I am glad to hear you want to take time to think about this. Many people would lash out and just agree to something. It is possible that over the school year we find out more, and we might even figure out motives. Now that can be a real grey area, but after school is done and you have settled back in, then I will come by and we shall talk about this again. How does that sound?"

"I like that idea. I mean I don't really feel comfortable with this person being so powerful and not being able to do the best either, but," he shrugged his shoulders not really knowing what else he could say.

"With that taken care of we then get into the most un-fun part of this talk, your medical care." She eyed him as he groaned with that thought.

"Can't they just wave a wand?" he moaned as he flopped back onto the bed really not wanting to think about the potions and such he would be forced to take.

"Well I have some good news on that fro you. Tonight Clara will vanish the bones that cannot be healed by other means, and you will have to take the vilest of all tasting potions, Skelegrow. The rest of your bones that are injured are not so bad off, and can heal by just normal bodily healing. However your relatives did some damage to your growth, so you will need to take some potions that will help your body to heal from that. We call them nutrient potions, and they help you to build new muscle and to grow, but the side effect is that you are going to eat quite a bit more." She chuckled, "for you though it might be that you eat like a normal boy for a bit.

"Also they have a potion that will help with your eyesight. Normally they would have caught this when you were much younger, but as you are older you will be taking a low dose every other day. This will help your eyes heal and adjust, so you don't get a migraine right away from all of the healing."

"So I wont need glasses anymore?" he was floored by this idea.

"You won't need them, but I would say, if you decide to go play Quidditch you should likely get yourself some flying goggles. Never understood why the school doesn't make the boys wear them, it is better to not need potions to recover from eye injuries, and better still to not get an injury in the first place. As your magical guardian I am telling you right now young man, if you do gout for the teams you WILL be getting flight goggles. I know they are not cool looking, and none of the major teams use them, but I'd rather not hear how your eye froze shut on a frozen autumn day while you were out flying at breakneck speeds. Don't try to tell me you wont, I know all boys and some girls push brooms to their top speeds, and I have a feeling that you will do so as it is in the Potter blood to do crazy things on brooms."

"Really?"

"Oh yes," she chuckled. "Your father needed glasses because of all the damage he did flying at top speeds racing through the forbidden forest. True your grandparents used potions to fix them time and again, but finally he grew immune to them and they just shrugged and told him he was going to have glasses for the rest of his life, unless Lily could come up with something to heal them. Oh and that idea riled her right up, and she swore to never make or even try to make something, just so he wouldn't be able to go barreling through the school hallways on his broom," she said laughing merrily.

"Sounds like my father was crazy good at flying," he said proudly, "if a bit of a daredevil."

"Oh that he was," she smiled at him. "That is why I won't stop you from doing the crazy things, but I will make certain you understand how to keep yourself from the time you could spend in the hospital wing."

"Seems fair," he said grinning with her and nodding. "When we go back to do Dudley's school shopping, I will make sure to pick up a pair of goggles. That way, when I do learn to fly, I can wear them then as well to get into the habit. If anyone asks maybe I will say I think they are cool, and get an old style airman's coat and scarf to go with it."

"You have me at a bit of a loss on that one, but perhaps Mrs. Granger can fill me in on it," she said and stood up slowly. "Now then I'll be right back with Clara and then we can head to your new home."

He lay back and relax thinking how awesome it would be to fly on a broom like in his last life, but this time wearing a leather jacket scarf, flight hat and goggles, and zooming around the pitch doing barrel rolls like he had seen in one of those old war movies Petunia had liked to watch when Vernon was on a trip. Granted she watched them for the romance parts, but still he had caught a few of the scenes, and this time he was going to try them, and maybe try and find some old war flight attack plans, or whatever they were called, maybe they would work for a quidditch attack too.

It wasn't too long before the two women came back in to get him, what worried him was the look Bones had. She seemed concerned about something big.

"Before we go harry I need to tell you something that came up in your scan, after the removal of that soul shard," Clara said looking at him very seriously. "While it was feeding off of your core, and the bindings on it, once it was removed your magic rushed to fill that void."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that at the moment your magic is replenishing itself as quickly as it can, but it is filling the area that the, well I guess you could call them roots, of the shard was. Think of your core like a glass of water, the water is your magic and the glass is what keeps your magic in you and stable. A binding on that would be like placing the whole glass in a metal pot that was the perfect shape for the core to nestle into. The pot might have had a few holes in it to let some of your magic be used normally. Then there was the shard, and from we can tell it left a thin artery style material behind, kind of like a straw, and that is what wrapped itself around your core binding, and somehow managed to eat away at some of it.

"What this means is that you magic may eat away at the rest of the binding, and strengthen the 'straw', or it could expand outwards and dissipate leaving you a mere muggle. To be honest we have never seen this kind of thing before. I have sent a copy of the findings to the goblin Hagknot, perhaps he will know a bit more. For now though, until we are certain what is going to happen, try to let your magic rest. If possible no accidental magic, this is something we will need to monitor very carefully.

"I will be coming over tonight to get you started with the hardest part of the healing. Then I will come see you in the morning to start the other potions with you. Now at that time I will do just a scan of what your core is doing. As long as it looks alright, I will only stop by every few days to check on you and see how it is going, and to check your progress with the rest of your healing."

"Right so no accidents with magic, and just try to relax and not freak out," he said trying to take his own advice right at that moment.

"Harry, take in a slow deep breath, then hold it for a moment, and slowly let it out," Amelia calmly stated. "Right now this is a lot for anyone, let alone a boy of your age, to take in. This will be fine. You will be fine. Focus on those thigns, and then we will make them true. Magic is all intent based, so if you make yourself believe that this is nothing, then your magic will inherently work towards making it nothing to worry about. Trust in it, and know that you will be fine. Your core might be much stronger than it would have been, so that is a big plus," she smiled reassuringly at him. "Clara is going to be monitoring this very closely, so if anything looks like it isn't right, there are some things that can be done. So deep breaths, calming positive thoughts, and yes I know how dumb that sounds."

"Well at least you know it sounds dumb, but does it really work?"

"Yes, it does. Frankly there is no way Senior Auror Alastor 'Mad-eye' Moody could be alive without it/. However instead of positive thoughts, his are all paranoid ones. The man has lightning quick defensive and offensive magic reflexes. Because of the way he is, from what we can tell, when he allows a healer to help him, his magic is the same way he is. Difficult man, and is therefore difficult to treat and deal with. If you can stay calm and focused through this, then you can apply it to when you sit for your exams."

"Now then, I think we should be off. Madame Bones had them set some dinner aside to stay warm for you. That way you can eat while we talk to your new guardians," Clara said feeling better now that she had told him what was going on.

What was a bit more than a hop, skip, and nauseating jump through space and time, they arrived in the entryway of the Granger home. Both women steadied him on his very wobbly legs, at least they tried to until he was hit with a bushy brown mass of hair that had come at him with mach speeds.

"Oh Harry! I'm so glad you're here!" she said crushing the air from his lungs.

"Princess the boy is tapping out," her father said with a sigh.

"Sorry Harry," the girl replied sheepishly as she released her grip and helped him to stand upright. "Um, we have some spaghetti ready for you, and garlic bread. Your cousin had two helpings, and told us that he usually had thirds. Yet he said he was full, and it surprised him."

"Oh," said the medi-witch, "well that is good news!"

"It is?" Dan said as he looked at the woman curiously.

"Well you see Dudley is rather large for a boy his age, and magic tends to burn off quite a few calories. Since his magic is unbound it is beginning to help him lose some of that weight. When magic is bound a child usually tends to become a glutton to 'fill the void' so to say. For him it happened to be food, thought I have seen children that actually collected different things, all the while trying to understand why they didn't feel whole, or complete."

"Interesting," he said with a nod. "Well, Hermione you go ahead and take Harry to his meal, while the adults do boring talking about rules and medicine routines and all of that nasty stuff," he said with a chuckle leading the two women into his office.

"This way Harry!" she said and taking his arm led him almost forcefully to the kitchen so he could eat, and she could interrogate him, er that is to mean, to ask him a few questions.

"Where's Dudley?" he asked quietly as he noticed he wasn't around.

"Mum set him up to take a bath just before you got here. Figures it will help him to unwind from everything," she said just as quietly sitting beside him. "Who would have guessed that your cousin was a wizard?"

"Yeah, that one threw me," he said tearing a chunk of the bread off to nibble on.

"Well I've talked with him a bit, and frankly it really hasn't hit home for him that his parents are not going to want a thing to do with him. I mean, maybe his mother will flip, but from what little I know, I doubt it."

"I have a quest to help him adjust to all of this, and there is something else in my quest list. Something that you might not like, I'm really not sure how I feel about it to be completely honest," he said stabbing at the noodles and twisting them upon his fork.

"I'm sure it can't be that bad. What is it?" she tilted her head to the side as if preparing to do some hard thinking, while he slowly chewed his mouthful and swallowing before talking.

"Promise me you are not going to yell and draw attention to us? Also that you won't hurt me, because it isn't like I chose to accept the quests," he gave her a wary look as she crossed her arms and thought for a moment.

"Is it really that bad?" she asked and when he nodded in reply she sighed. "Well then I promise not to hit you, because I have had quests that just seem to be must do things pop up in the log. As for drawing the adults' attention from the other room, well I will do my best not to, but no promises there, so spill." Quickly she placed both of her hands over her own mouth to help hold back any exclamations that Harry knew there would be.

"Well," he started knowing that this was going to be like ripping off a plaster as fast as he could, "it seems that you are one of four soul mates I have. The quests I have are to meet and complete soul bonds with four girls." Even though she promised not to hit him, or shriek at him, he still winced waiting for it, while watching her reactions.

The first emotion to run through her was shock, then anger, then shock again, then confusion and that was when her hands came away, and Hermione's brain took control once more.

"You just have to a difficult don't you? Do you intend to follow any rules? I mean four? Harry people are lucky if they do find their one, and ONLY soul mate. Yet here you are breaking the rules on that one and having four! While I am glad to be the first one you meet, and hopefully the first one to complete the bond, I have to admit I am worried. I mean I am not the most beautiful, heck I'm just a bossy bushy haired know-it-all," she said with a self depreciating sigh.

"Hermione," he said grabbing her by the shoulders. "Those things are only negative if you let them be." He glanced about quickly, "and need I remind you of all the dumb stuff I did last time around in our first year?"

"Point taken," she replied with a smile creeping onto her face. Thanks for that."

"What are best friends for anyway?" he grinned. "This pasta sauce is really good. I can tell it isn't from a can."

"Grandma's recipe, passed down through the family. If you want to learn it, you will have to marry me," she said with a smirk and wink which caused him to splutter and choke a bit.