Title: We Are, We Have, We Serve, We Achieve, We Love
Summary: It is the end of the Second Wizarding War in Britain and Harry is injured. After healing Harry, Severus, Remus and Sirius takes the teen, Neville, Draco and Luna away from the Wizarding World and to Forks, Washington. What will they do with all that free time?
Pairings: Edward/Harry, Jacob/Draco, Paul/Neville, Seth/Luna EC/HP, JB/DM, PL/NL, SC/LL These will be the pairings for now!
Timeline: Post-Second Wizarding War / End of Eclipse
Rating: M
Author's Note: Yes! Sirius, Remus and Snape are still alive! They are not dead! But Tonks is. ): Sorry about that. There will be Ron and Bella bashing with a sprinkle of Hermione bashing! Sorry to all the folks out there who like these characters! There are malexmale relationships in the story! Mpreg as well! If you do not like that, please press the back button before going any further! If not, enjoy the story (:
Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter or Twilight! They belong to their respectful owners.
Chapter 11
~ Experiencing Wizarding Britain ~
"Oh my god!" Seth squealed. He was not the only one staring in awe at Diagon Alley. The rest of the pack and the Cullens were doing the same thing – especially Jasper, considering he was feeling a tidal wave of wonder and admiration at the small shopping district.
"Is that –"
"Yes," Harry laughed. "Those are broomsticks. Witches and wizards can ride them and fly on them."
Emmett whooped and immediately latched onto the window of Quality Quidditch Supplies as his golden eyes roamed the span of what he could see. "The fastest broom, currently, is the Lightning Bolt." Harry explained, the ruffling of his bangs showed his lightning bolt scar. "They named it after me as respect and thanks for saving the Wizarding World. Of course, they wanted me to advertise for their product – but I denied it. There's no need for me to get more publicity than I already have. I don't really need it."
"What is that?" Seth asked, his finger pointing widely all over.
"Erm…" Harry's emerald eyes tracked the young shifter's movements before answering. "That's Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, Sugarplum's Sweet Shop and –"
While Harry was chattering on and on, answering the young shifter's questions, the rest of the pack and the Cullens looked around each store, trying to peer in through the windows.
"You know… you can go and look right?" Neville laughed. "Hey! Harry!"
"What is it?"
"How about we split up? After we get to Gringotts? Then we'll meet up at Florean Fortescue's."
"Brilliant! I want to visit the twins as well. Do you think they're in?"
"The sly foxes are always available at your disposal, Nargle king."
"All right. Onward to Gringotts!"
Each of them bowed to the Goblin guards by the bank's entrance before entering. At least, once they were inside, they withheld their gobsmacked expressions and let their eyes wander around the wide span of the bank's interior.
Harry led them to the goblin at the very end and waited patiently before the goblin put its quill down and looked up.
"Ah. Harry Potter, how may I help you?"
"I'd like to visit my vault – but first, can I speak to an account manager about my inheritance?"
"Of course," The goblin turned on its heel and barked orders to a nearby goblin. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"No thank you."
Harry stepped aside and allowed for the rest of his friends to get assistance before he was called by a goblin. Edward was immediately at his side, but Harry soothed his worries, allowing the vampire to follow him to an office.
"Hello Mr. Potter and accompanied guest."
"Hello. This is my mate, Edward Cullen." Harry greeted. "Might I ask for your name?"
"Silverblade, Mr. Potter." The goblin said. "And what is it that Gringotts can assist you with today?"
"I would like to go over my parents' wills and claim my inheritance."
"Very well." With a snap of his fingers, Silverblade retrieved the scroll of parchment floating before them before opening it up. A crystal ball settled by the corner of his table and with a tap of its claw, the recording started.
Harry's eyes blurred with tears when he saw the form of his parents. They looked really young – at least their early to mid-twenties, and here he was, almost a young adult. He sniffled and subtly wiped his tears away, listening to their voices. It was much preferred over than the screams in his memories whenever the Dementors drifted by him.
His watery smile appeared after they expressed their undying love for him before they disappeared from view.
"Would you like a moment to yourselves, Mr. Potter? Mr. Cullen?"
"No thank you," Harry sniffled. He thanked Edward for bringing a handkerchief with him before drying his eyes. "I'm ready."
"Right," Silverblade said. "After the death of Lord James Charlus Potter, the title of Lord Potter has fallen to you. Through blood, you have also inherited the title of Lord Gryffindor and Lord Peverell. Through right of conquest, you have inherited the title of Lord Slytherin. Through your godfather, Sirius Orion Black, you have been dubbed Heir of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. However, if Lord Black has an offspring, he or she will be given the title as Heir or Heiress – rendering your bequest as null and void. As such, from your father's side, you have inherited the Potter family vault, including Vaults 690, 695 and 700 and your trust vault, 687. Through the Gryffindor bloodline, you have inherited the Gryffindor Vault, including Vaults 824, 828 and 829. As for the Peverell bloodline, you have inherited the Peverell Vault, including Vaults 734, 736 and 737. As per your right of Slytherin conquest, you have inherited the Slytherin Vault, including Vaults 825, 830, and 834. All properties, assets, stocks, investments and others, are listed on the scroll here," The goblin handed the parchment over.
"From your godfather – you have access to the Black trust fund for heirs. However, like I had previously stated, once he has an heir or heiress, your access will be null and void. Please look over everything to make sure it is correct. When you deem it perfect, please sign on the dotted lines to cement your acknowledgement."
Harry looked each document over before passing it over to Edward. If his vegetarian vampire was going to live with him, he would have to stand as equals with Harry in everything that the two did together. It would not do to leave Edward hanging or oblivious to his social standing in the Wizarding World.
After an hour had passed, Harry signed the scroll of parchment and watched as it glowed golden before rolling up and disappearing.
"You will be sent a monthly letter of your account statement. If you find anything wrong with them, please contact us as soon as possible." With another snap of his fingers, five ring boxes appeared in a row before them.
There was a red, gold, black, dark grey and green velvet box symbolizing the Potter family, Gryffindor family, Peverell family, Black family and Slytherin family, respectively. They all opened at once with another snap of Silverblade's fingers, revealing the rings inside.
The Potter ring was a large gold ring with a large five carat yellow sapphire in the middle with the Potter family coat of arms inlaid within – a wand and a sword crossed at the center over a shining silver shield. The Gryffindor ring was a large white gold ring inlaid with small rubies all around with the Gryffindor coat of arms of a lion engraved within a large red five carat ruby at the very center. The Peverell family ring was a simple sterling silver ring with a black onyx surrounded by smaller diamonds – with their coat of arms as the Deathly Hallows engraved in white in the center of the five carat onyx stone center piece. The Black family heir ring was a 14k black gold ring with a three carat white jade in the center. The family's motto, Toujours pur, Always Pure, was etched around the inside of the ring. Lastly, the Slytherin ring was a 14k rose pink gold ring inlaid with apple green jades all around with the Slytherin coat of arms, a serpent, engraved on the center five carat emerald.
Removing each one and putting them on his right left finger, Harry felt its magicks and protective spells weave through his own magical core before settling down, filling his mind with knowledge of his past ancestors and the history of his predecessors.
"Here is a checkbook, a Gringotts card – accessible in both the muggle and magical world, and a Gringotts pouch – in case you just wish to draw some spare change for smaller purchases."
"Thank you so much Silverblade."
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"No, not at all. May your gold flow and your enemies perish underneath your strength."
"May your gold flow and your enemies perish underneath your strength."
The duo left the office and was met by the rest of their group. They had been the first to leave, yet they were the last to return.
"Got everything, Harry?"
He flashed his right hand, drawing awestruck from Neville and the rest of the Wizarding Group. "Got everything, Neville. Shall we go shopping?"
With that last word, the girls of the group perked up and immediately dragged the other boys with them to go on a shopping spree.
…..
Carlisle had opened up a vault for himself and the rest of the Cullen family – converting American dollars to the Wizarding World's currency of Galleons, Sickles and Knuts. Of course, the goblins were more than happy to open up a new account – it was a win-win situation for both the Gringotts and the vampires. Nonetheless, when the group had separated, Carlisle and Jasper immediately went straight to Flourish and Blotts and Obscurus Books.
Esme, Alice, Rosalie and surprisingly Leah went straight to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occassions before moving to Madam Primpernelle's Beautifying Potions and Twilfitt and Tattings in the more expensive section of Diagon Alley. The younger shape shifters, Seth, Brady and Collin were escorted around the alley by Luna's eccentric character – their eyes wide with awe whenever she spoke about Nargles and Wreckspurts floating around everyone's heads.
Severus had walked off to Slug & Jiggers Apothecary to stock up on potions ingredients. Neville had followed along to check up on the new supply of freshly grown and freshly harvest plants to secure for his greenhouse – Paul trailed behind his mate, his eyes looking around the alley with longing to enter other stores.
Jared, Quil, and Embry stayed together with Harry, Edward, Draco and Jacob, leaving the family trio of Sirius, Remus and Teddy to walk around the stores. Before they left, Harry heard his godfather whining to Remus to get their baby boy his very first toy broomstick. Harry laughed when he heard Remus's voice scolding his godfather before the group trailed away. And so, the party of seven walked around Diagon Alley, securing souvenirs for the pack and the rest of the Cullens when the pack had found out that Harry had opened up a vault for them. Not because he was pitied them, but as Draco explained – it was because he saw them as a family, for having three of their pack members mated to his three friends.
They were walking towards a restaurant when Edward spoke up. "You know… you're pretty cute when you sleep."
Harry glared at him, huffing. "I suppose you would be too… if you ever slept at all."
Draco rolled his eyes; the blond was behind the two of them. "Oh come on. You guys are acting like a lovesick awkward couple."
Harry flushed before throwing a stinging hex at his friend. "OUCH! Harry James Potter!"
"Oops," Harry smiled innocently. "My finger must have slipped."
"Oh yeah?" Draco's eyes narrowed. "Maybe my finger slipped here!"
Harry yelped when he felt the stinging hex land on his butt cheek and he rubbed it harshly, feeling it become sore. "Thanks a lot."
"You're welcome." Draco grinned. "Should we leave you two be then?"
"Would you? I'd like to have some alone time with Harry." Edward said.
Turning to the maître d', Draco asked for three booths – one for each couple and the last for Jared, Quil and Embry. He waved off their enquiries about paying for the check before pulling Jacob to a different corner of the restaurant. The three boys took their place at a booth by the window, Draco and Jacob at a dimly lit corner of the restaurant and Harry and Edward at the balcony, their table hidden behind a sheer silver curtain and covered by a balcony awning that reflected the sun's rays.
"I'm glad I get to spend time with you." Edward started.
"You've been spending time with me for the past two weeks," Harry said.
"Yes, but not one-on-one alone time together."
"I suppose we can… starting now?" Harry asked. He was still new to this whole mate slash dating thing. The only person he'd ever dated was Cho Chang – and that was one fail date with one fail and wet kiss. It still made him shiver every time he thought that his first kiss was lost in wet tears.
"I'd like that," Edward smiled, wrapping his larger hand around Harry's. Then he turned his head and started chuckling.
"What's wrong?"
"I think your friend Draco is jumping the gun with Jacob."
Harry sighed and shook his head fondly. "Aren't you going to stop them?"
"It is not my place to do so. Besides, I've seen them disappear off to some hidden alcove before returning after a few hours during the last two weeks. I've seen Jacob helping Draco whenever he can and just hanging around Draco like a lost puppy. It's very cute and I think that I approve of their relationship. I just want Draco to be happy – and after what he's been through, he deserves it."
"You do too," Edward said, giving his hand a squeeze. "If anything, if any one out of the entire world deserves to have a happy life – a happy relationship – then it is you." He took Harry's hand and brushed his lips against the back of his hand. He smiled when Harry flushed with pleasure, the twinkling emerald green eyes of his shyly making eye contact with Edward's golden ones.
Their conversation slowed down when a waiter came by to take their orders before it picked back up again. This time, there were more flirty gestures and statements thrown back and forth between the two.
…..
"Hey! Waitress! Over here!"
"Where is my order?! I ordered a Parmesan Chicken twenty minutes ago!"
"Can't you refill my glass?!"
Isabella Marie Swan was pulled in all directions. She had to work overtime at this family restaurant and it just so happened to be crowded during her shifts and the fact that none of the employees were "free" during this time. She hated it and nearly tore her hair from its roots.
"HEY! ARE YOU GOING TO GET OUR ORDER!"
"CALM DOWN!" She shrieked. "I'M ONLY ONE PERSON!"
The customers looked at her with disgust and anger, before getting up and walking out the door.
"Wa-Wait!" She pleaded. She followed after them, begging them to stay as she apologized profusely but uselessly, for none of her apologies were taken to account.
She watched with weary brown eyes as the last customer left the store, grumbling about bad customer service and awful employees. When Bella heard the click, click, clicking of high heel shoes, she knew she was done for.
"Isabella Swan."
"It's Bella –" She tried, slowly turning around.
Her employer had her hand out, waiting for Bella to hand over her apron. "Go. You're fired."
Bella sighed, untying the apron around her waist and handing it over to her boss. "About my paycheck. . ."
"You will be receiving it at the end of the week, but it will not count today's pay. Your bad customer service and awful stature is losing us our valued customers…"
Listening to her boss ranting at her made Bella lose her temper. "It's not my fault! How is it my fault when I'm the only person here to take orders?! Where are the other employees?!"
Her boss pursed her lips and spoke softly. "Bree has a family health problem out of state. Tristan and Andy are taking their breaks. You are the only other waitress on the floor and Kyle and Eva are the cooks – not working on the floor. It just so happens that this arrangement coincided with today's lunch rush. However, it does not mean that you have the right to get angry at our customers. You were the one to ask for this job; we did not need you. I did this as a favor for Rene, but I'm sorry to say, that you are not suited for this job. Please get your things and leave. Hopefully we can salvage what your temper has cost us."
Her boss turned smartly on her heels and walked away, leaving Bella to fume in anger before stomping to the locker room. She heard the other employees laughing at her – making rude remarks about her, but she did not do anything about it. The last time Bella confronted her co-workers about their comments, her boss from her previous work place had caught the brunette screaming at them. And considering how it was everyone's voice against her own, Bella was immediately fired for being unable to create a relationship or bonds with the establishments' employees.
Bella walked out of the family restaurant and after a block away, she looked back and sighed in frustration. The month was almost gone and she had lost the third job within the two weeks that she's been at Phoenix. How was she going to get enough money to pay for the phone at Rene's home? How was she going to pay for her phone repairs and the phone bill when she made out-of-state calls back to Forks? How was she going to pay for her return ticket back to Forks when it came time to return to school for the Fall season?!
Stomping on the ground, Bella kicked at the concrete floor as she walked around the small town looking for 'employees wanted' signs. It wouldn't do for her to be fired again. She barely had enough money saved to repair her cellphone – not to mention the food she was supposed to buy on her own for her own living.
The only thing that was looking up in her dastardly summer was the fact that Rene had cooled off – somewhat – and had decided to pay Bella for doing chores around the house. Bella would get $1 for every time she cleaned the dishes; she was get $5 for mowing the lawn out front, but that only worked once so it wasn't that great of a deal; $1 for taking out the trash every day, $20 for cleaning the house from top to bottom and $10 for doing the laundry.
Feeling her pockets, Bella pulled out what little money she had earned, fifty dollars and 62 cents. Rummaging through the rest of her pockets, she found a used tissue that she immediately threw away, and a half a stick of gum.
Sighing, she looked up and saw an 'employee wanted' sign in front of the local supermarket and smiled. Maybe someone was really looking after her! She quickly walked in to apply. Soon, she would have her cellphone fixed and soon, she would have her Edward back where he belonged!
…..
Draco and Jacob were sitting side by side in the corner booth. In Jacob's case, it was a good thing they were sitting in a dimly lit corner, because it drew less attention from the other customers whenever the couple would get touchy-feely with one another. Draco hadn't stopped rubbing his foot against Jacob's, even going as far as to place his hand on Jacob's thigh and to slowly inch it upward towards his groin.
Jacob closed his eyes and tried to control his breathing, but his body, his mind, was more focused on that hand that was teasingly brushing against his clothed erection. There were several times where Draco would add some pressure, and when it happened, Jacob would open his eyes to try and push away Draco's advances, but one his brown eyes saw the heated look in Draco's silver eyes, his wolf would howl and salivate – coming up with visions of hovering over a splayed out Draco on top of a bed with that same look in his eyes.
The teasing never stopped even when food came. Draco would eat with one hand while his unoccupied one would brush up gently on Jacob's thighs and erection. Jacob had to stop himself from shaking and taking his mate up on the table they were eating with. Finally when dessert came, Jacob thought he had a reprieve when Draco turned his attention away. But it was not meant to be. Draco stared at Jacob as the blond would lewdly lick his spoon clean of the ice cream.
Draco flushed with pleasure at making his mate feel lust towards him. His salacious smirk only fired up Jacob's inner wolf. It didn't help that his tongue would run over his wet, red lips as his hooded eyes practically begged Jacob to come hither. He would moan and groan over how delicious the ice cream was against his tongue, the sexy sounds making Jacob breath heavily over visions of taking Draco whenever and wherever they were. It didn't help Jacob that Draco had decided to be bold and popped open the button of his jeans, unzipped his fly and let his hand sink underneath Jacob's boxers to fondle his growing erection and seed-heavy balls.
After Draco was done with his dessert, he placed the spoon onto his dessert bowl, licked his lips clean and lifted a finger up to beckon Jacob to follow him.
It was not long that Draco entered the restroom before he was pushed up against the wall and ravished. Draco remembered that he had absentmindedly asked Jacob whether or not the door was closed and the shape shifter's reply was that he placed a cleaning sign by the door. With that confirmation, Draco threw up silence wards, locking seals and privacy spells around the bathroom before he allowed Jacob to fill him up.
"Ja-Jacob," Draco moaned. He leaned against the wall, allowing the shape shifter to mark up his pale neck. It aroused him that Jacob was showing such dominance, and it made his blood boil that he had a protector now. He keened when Jacob bit at the junction between his neck and collarbone, sucking on it harshly to bring his blood to the top before pulling back and seeing a large purple colored hickey displayed for the world to see.
Jacob growled as he pushed against Draco's body, molding their bodies together. His groin was pushed up against Draco's and his erection throbbed, feeling Draco getting erect because of him. He wrapped his arm around Draco's waist, his arm diagonally set to crab Draco's arse and pull it closer to him as he rutted against the blond.
- Lime Scene Upcoming - You have been warned -
"O-Oh! OH! Jacob!" Draco cried. His legs automatically wrapped around his mate's waist as he felt Jacob's powerful and strong arms holding his weight up against him. It made him feel breathless whenever Jacob held him in his arms; it was as if he were weightless and were not a burden to his young lover. He felt the shifter's hands roam from his back to his arse, gripping the mounds of flesh as he massaged them, always shifting them downward where Jacob would grind his erection up into his arse. Draco shuddered, feeling the size of his mate's erection; if Jacob was already that large when he was covered up, exactly how large was he when his cock was set free?
Jacob nearly tore off Draco's shirt. It was killing him to hear his mate call out for him in such a lewd voice, but he knew he shouldn't have sex with the blond in a restroom… even if it was the restroom of a five star restaurant. When they made love, it should be in a bed under a more comfortable setting… not in a room that smelled like glorified air fresheners.
However, being in a bathroom didn't stop Jacob from burrowing his head underneath Draco's shirt, his tongue hunting down Draco's perk and pink nipples. Draco nearly screamed when Jacob nibbled on the nub, lavishly his nipples thoroughly with his tongue as saliva dripped from his lips. When Jacob gave his nipple a good sucking, Draco pushed his chest closer to his mouth, as if he wanted Jacob to suck his essence in through that tiny perky nub.
"OH MY – OH SALAZAR!" Draco moaned, as he held onto Jacob for dear life. He could feel the pit of his stomach coiling in preparation for his orgasm, but he didn't want to cum alone. No, he wanted to cum together with Jacob. And so, with some small whimpers, Jacob let him down before unzipping their jeans and pulling their erections out, plastering the two together.
Unison moans echoed in the bathroom as hot, erected flesh touched one another. Jacob fisted their erections together before pumping it quickly, licking his lips when he eyed the ever-flowing pre-cum from Draco's cock.
"J-Jake! Baby! K-Kiss … I want – a kiss!"
Jacob nearly swallowed Draco's mouth as he dove for that awaited kiss. Their tongues fought together before Draco's was dominated by Jacob's tongue. Jacob teasingly drew Draco's tongue into his mouth before sucking it and nibbling on the red flesh.
Draco moaned as Jacob flicked his thumb over his dribbling slit, rubbing the pre-cum all around their cocks before pumping them even faster. He felt Jacob's calloused hand running down his hardened shaft to fondle his balls, moaning when Jacob gave a particularly hard tug at his erection. He nearly pulled out Jacob's hair, and moaned when the rumbling from Jacob's chest vibrated through his body.
"When we get back," Jacob growled harshly, "I'm going to take you to the nearest room and take you in all the positions that I know of. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be walking bowlegged for a year."
Draco shivered at the promise before nodding his head. His mind was already fuzzy from the arousal and worshipping that Jacob had done to his body. His head dropped to Jacob's shoulder, only to snap back up when he felt Jacob's finger swirling around his back entrance, tracing the winking hole before pushing inward.
Draco bit back a groan of pain before focusing on taking deep breaths and relaxing. It helped that Jacob was still pumping their cocks, and within seconds, Jacob was stretching his hole with two fingers – now with three.
Jacob chuckled, the vibrations reverberating through their bodies. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and he had no qualms about it. In fact, it only served to make it easier to prep Draco's hole, allowing for his fingers to jab relentlessly at his prostate. He moaned at every scream that Draco released from his throat – leaving kiss marks upon his mate's neck with every tight squeeze that his muscles gave to his fingers. Jacob couldn't wait until his cock was stuff up in Draco's arse, before fucking the living daylights out of his mate.
His mate was gorgeous now, and would be even more so when Jacob would take him on the bed. Jacob would never be more thankful than he was now to be a shape shifter. With an increase in stamina, he hoped Draco could keep up. And if he did… Jacob grinned evilly before swiping at Draco's leaking slit once more, his brown eyes absorbing and memorizing the details of his love's orgasm as Draco screamed his pleasure out loud – eyes rolling to the back of his head as drool ran down his chin – feeling his inner muscles clench around his fingers.
Jacob pulled out and licked his fingers, groaning when his own orgasm had ripped out of him. He licked Draco's cum, humming when his was mixed into it. If Draco did keep up with his stamina, they would both enjoy a world of mating and there was no way he would allow Draco to leave the bedroom without feeling like Jacob's cock was still shoved up his arse.
- Lime Scene is Done. . . Proceed -
Taking in Draco's heaving chest, Jacob got down on his knees and reverently cleaned the cum from his mate's flaccid member, kissing the head gently when it made a feeble attempt to revive from its tired state.
Oh yes… when they made love… Draco would never forget it.
…..
"What's the matter?" Harry asked.
"It's nothing… I just wished Draco had thrown up a ward to mask their scent…"
"A ward to mask … Oh!" Harry flushed prettily.
The two couples had moved their chairs and were currently sitting beside one another. Edward would confidently feed Harry bits of his dessert while Harry would shyly look up from underneath his long dark eyelashes and feed Edward his dessert. Of course, Harry had dropped a few drops of animal blood in Edward's food, but it didn't mean that Harry didn't like the taste of animal blood in his own.
"Do…" Harry licked his suddenly dry lips, missing how Edward's golden eyes had tracked his tongue. "Do you think they're… you know?"
Edward smirked, leaning over to whisper in Harry's ear. "Fucking? Making love? Having hot wild animal sex?" He chuckled lowly seeing Harry shiver from his husky voice. "Maybe…. Though I'm not jealous of that… I have you." Edward pulled back and kissed Harry's cheek. "I'll wait as long as you have to so we can mate. I am in no rush. I waited a hundred years to find my mate. I can wait longer."
"Thank you," Harry said, feeling the weight lifting from his shoulders.
Harry received another kiss on the cheek for his response before their dishes were cleared away. With a wave of his hand, the tempus charm was cast and Harry called the waiter over to pay their check.
When they got to the entrance, the shape shifters and Edward smirked at Draco and Jacob's mussed up hair and sexed up scent. Harry could only look down at his shoes with a heavy red blush.
"Where are we headed now?"
"We're meeting up with them at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. Then we'll go to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes."
"What's that?" Jacob asked.
"Only the best joke shop ever!" Harry exclaimed. "They're managed by my friends, Fred and George Weasley. They're twins – been in the pranking business … probably since they were born?" He laughed, waving his hands when he saw the others by the ice cream shop.
Harry looked on with laughter as the vampires and shape shifters crowded the counter to stare at the various flavored ice creams the shop provided. Of course, the party got several scoops of every flavor ice cream there. Florean was never so happy to be assisting the Harry Potter and his group of friends. Then again, it might be because Florean was now two Galleons, 10 Sickles and 20 Knuts richer and Harry was now two Galleons, 10 Sickles and 20 Knuts poorer.
But Harry waved off any concerns to paying for the dessert. He just wanted them to enjoy their day off and have fun and that was what he hoped they would be doing when they entered the twins' joke shop.
Forty-five minutes later, the party was in front of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. "I advice you to enter as quickly as you can and not stop directly at the entrance inside." Harry said, walking in.
"Why?"
"Oh… you'll know why…" He laughed.
This prompted the group to bustle in as quickly as possible, their wary eyes looked at the entrance.
"LITTLE BROTHER!"
"How we have –"
" – Miss you so!"
"How are –"
"– Your injuries?"
Harry laughed, allowing the twins to envelop him in hugs. "Fred, George, this is Edward… m-my mate." He introduced the vampire with a flush. "This is Edward's family – the Cullens – Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett. Then there's Jacob, Quil, Embry, Seth, Paul, Leah, Brady, and Collin. You know everyone else."
"What do you all eat – "
" –to get all buffed up –"
"– like that? Might we test –"
" – Our products on you to see?"
Harry laughed at the shape shifter's fidgety state. "No, you can't. But anyway, why don't you show them around? Their purchases are on me. I'll foot their bill."
"We can't have that now –"
"- Can we little brother? After all –"
"- You are our silent third party member."
"I'll pay ninety percent of their bill!"
"Eighty."
"Eighty-nine."
"Seventy."
"Seventy-nine!" Harry stressed.
"Sixty!" The twins chorused with a grin.
"Oh very well. Eighty it is then."
"Welcome! Welcome to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes! Take whatever you like, and just remember to tell people where you got it, if they ask."
The twins quickly ushered the party through the store, weaving in and out between the other customers there. Harry hung back and looked around. He decided to stock up on several items – it didn't matter if Voldemort was dead. Kingsley hadn't stated that the Death Eaters were all rounded up yet, so the items might be useful just in case of any future encounters with them.
About an hour later, they left the store with promises from the twins to visit them often. Harry had practically bought three sets of every product the twins had in stock – coupled with the armful of pranks and gadgets that the rest of his party had brought to the already overflowing and towering piles upon the counter – Harry happily paid the fee of one hundred Galleons, sixteen Sickles and twenty-eight Knuts; the emerald eyed wizard just threw in an extra galleon so the twins wouldn't have to return any change to him.
They spent the rest of their break at Potter Manor where the wizard slash shape shifter couples spent their time together, Severus went to brew potions, Sirius, Remus and Teddy spent their own time together, the rest of the shape shifters and the vampires spent their time either roaming the halls or wasting the time away. Dinner was a long, but exciting affair as the vampires and shape shifters spoke about their experiences in Diagon Alley that day over the table overflowing with dishes of all kinds.
Carlisle and Jasper had bought a set and various collections of books in stock at the two bookstores they went to. The girls had fawned over the Wizarding World's outfits, already having a large closet full of clothes they've bought – ranging from ones that were made with Acromantula silk to dragonhide boots. Luna and her team had toured the rest of Diagon Alley, buying small trinkets here and there, especially the bag full of Wizarding Chocolates that they've never seen nor heard of before, but they were mostly excited for the next day where Harry would introduce them to Ollivanders and even Quality Quidditch Supplies. Considering how Kingsley had made a logical statement of the vampires and shape shifters being able to see Hogwarts – a school that only those with magic can see – Harry and the rest of the wizards thought that perhaps there could a chance where they would bond with wands and even have enough magic to fly on broomsticks.
Neville was busy talking about the plants he'd bought – already planning on growing them in the greenhouses that were magically spelled for specific environmental changes back at Forks. And lastly, Quil, Embry and Jared were busy talking about the different sorts of food they had enjoyed tasting in the restaurant. Harry was busy speaking quietly with Edward while Draco and Jacob could not help but throw hooded lust filled eyes at each other.
When dinner ended, Harry had gifted Esme a crystal orb.
"It's not for fortune telling or anything," Harry said. "I've powered it to be filled with my magic for the duration of your pregnancy. I read in Magical Pregnancies that for vampires who take the potion that uses a specific witch or wizard's magic, it would be best to have that person's magic around the pregnant man or woman. So…"
"Oh thank you!" Esme smiled, wrapping Harry in her arms. "It's the most thoughtful gift anyone's ever given me."
Harry shuffled his feet before smiling, "If it needs to be powered up again, don't hesitate to bring it to me. I'll refill it. It should hold for at least three weeks – a month at most."
With that last word, the party departed and went their separate ways to pass the night.
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"Morning all," Harry yawned. He was trailing behind Edward as his vampire mate guided him to the dining table for breakfast. He had ignored his mate's chuckles about his wayward hair, choosing to run his hand through Edward's own golden locks, but that had sent the two into a lip-locking frenzy, ending with two very welcomed but uncomfortable erections that had gone away after they had taken separate morning showers.
Harry went to sit by his godson, cooing when the baby boy blinked blearily up at his godfather. Harry kissed Teddy's forehead, relishing in the sleepy giggles that he returned. Ah, Teddy must have just woken up. He asked for Teddy's bottle before picking his godson up from his carrier and fitting the baby perfectly into his arm. He shook the bottle to mix the formula well before testing it on his arm. Deeming it to be at perfect temperature, he nudged the nipple by Teddy's cheek and watched as his godson latched onto the bottle's nipple, his hair flashing through the colors of the rainbow before it returned to normal. It was the only way Sirius, Remus and Harry could tell that Teddy was happy with being fed whenever he was hungry.
"If I didn't know it any better, I'd think that you were hiding a couple of babies from me," Edward chuckled from beside him.
Harry smiled in response, seeing his godson's eyes clearing up quickly now that his small tummy was being filled. "I always wanted a large family – one to call my own. It's different now, but I've always wanted children."
Edward froze at that statement, but relaxed when he remembered that in the magical world, men could get pregnant. After learning about Harry's childhood and his life, Edward couldn't say anything against his mate wanting a large family. If he could, Edward would gift him a family of his own. But he was a vampire! Scratch that. Edward shook his head. Even vampires could get pregnant. Esme was already pregnant!
His sire and his sire's mate were practically drifting on cloud nine every day after learning about Esme's pregnancy. Not only would it make the citizens in Forks back off with their vicious rumors, but first and foremost, the Cullen family were glad that Esme finally had a child of her own. After her horrific past, she was probably the one to deserve it the most – Rosalie and Alice would be a close second. But with the emergence of Harry and his wizarding friends and the wizarding world after finding out that the wonderful mate of his was his, there had been practically nonstop miracles that Harry and his world had bestowed onto the Cullen family. And for that, Edward was thankful for them.
"Where are we headed today?" Jacob asked, scratching his midriff as his shirt rode up.
"We're going to see if we can get you wands, but I think that foci would work better for you lot – so you can carry them around with you without any suspicions. After that, we'll go look at the broomsticks."
"Brilliant," Neville smiled, walking in hand in hand with his mate, Paul. It was no secret that each couple was rooming with their mate, but it didn't make Sirius any less protective over Harry, considering it was his godson who was now all grown up.
"Hurry it up," Severus grumbled. "I haven't got all day to spend with you."
Draco chuckled and leaned over to whisper in Harry's ear. "He hasn't gotten his cup of coffee yet." He yelped when a stinging hex landed on his arm, scowling when his godfather looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Did you happen to say something, Draco?"
"Nothing."
"Indeed." Severus smirked, sitting back to enjoy the rest of his breakfast.
They were soon finished and going through the floo network. It was hilarious to see the vampires and shape shifters flinch at each burst of green flames, but after calming their anxious feelings, all of them were in Diagon Alley by 10AM.
They marched right to Ollivanders and opened the door, piling in and filling up the small area right before the front desk.
"I was expecting you Lord Potter," Ollivander appeared with a smile and twinkling eyes. "But I did not foresee your companions…"
"Mr. Ollivander, these are my friends and family. We've come –"
" – To see if they have enough magic to draw a wand?" Ollivander finished his statement. "Well of course, but wait – a foci would do wonders wouldn't it? Where they come from at least. Can you not see their magical aura?" He mumbled as he stepped down slowly from the ladder and padded on to the front.
"Now… who's first?"
Harry and his magical friends and family snickered quietly as the vampires and shape shifters stood awkwardly as the tape measurers flocked around them to measure each part of their body. It was especially funny when they stared cross-eyed at the tape measurers when they started to measure the diameter of their nostrils. With a snap of his fingers, Ollivander had the tape measurers sent away before he plucked out several boxes of wands for each of the vampires and shape shifters.
One by one, Ollivander set about finding foci for sixteen people. Nevertheless, it didn't mean that all of them had gotten a focus ring of their own. Though some of the shape shifters had enough magic in their blood to shape shift themselves into wolves whenever they needed, there wasn't enough magic for them to create a wand that was personalized just for themselves. Like the shape shifters, only the vampires with gifts seemed to pass the conditions to have their own foci made. Though, it was possible that they could take up any field of magic that required little to minimal use of it – such as potions and the basics of each field of magic.
"Why doesn't anyone just buy a focus ring?" Harry asked. "It seems kind of stupid to carry around a wand and pull it from your pockets or holster if you can just have a ring on hand to use your magic."
Draco laughed, "Harry, foci are more expensive than wands are. Even if you bought a pre-made focus ring, it costs more than a pre-made wand did."
Carlisle was the first to receive his own pre-made foci: Analcime crystal with Buckeye wood and a tail feather core from an Earth Phoenix, for teamwork, mental clarity, versatility and because the wood bonded with his being a doctor. When Harry asked how come there seemed to be an surplus of Phoenix tail feathers, knowing that having just one was rare enough, Ollivander told him of a miraculous event just a week prior to their arrival at his quaint little shop. As if knowing the war was over, his shop had been bombarded by a massive entry of phoenixes of various types.
"Merlin! I could not begin to tell you how I felt! I just knew that they were there to allow me to gather some feathers! Fawkes was there too!" Ollivander smiled. "The old boy was finally glad to be around his own kind." The phoenixes had left soon after his harvesting of their feathers, singing a song that filled him with all sorts of emotions and bringing tears to his eyes before they departed on a happy note.
Esme was next, followed by Emmett and Rosalie, where they received a Birch wood and Binghamite crystal ring with a dual core of Unicorn hair and Fairy Wings, a Black Laurel wood and Obsidian crystal with a phoenix tail feather core and a Orange Calcite crystal and Cedar wood ring with a dual core of crushed moonstone and Unicorn hair, respectively. Esme's wand was more inclined towards Charms and Healing spells, whilst Emmett's symbolized strength, grounding, courage and passion – a great wand for repelling Dark Magic. Rosalie's wand represented her want for emotional healing, her outstanding loyalty, no doubt towards her family and the excelling of protection spells should she begin to learn magic for those particular spells.
Of the pack, Jared, Brady, Collin and Paul were the only ones to get their own pre-made foci. Jared's ring was made from Alder wood and a dual core of Fairy Wings and Erumpent hide, something that Ollivander had said had taken years off his life when he had painstakingly took time to meticulously pair the hide with a gentle core – just so there would not be any danger to either himself as he made it and the person who would wield it. Brady had easily slipped his Aspen wood, core of a Hippogriff feather, focus ring onto his finger, smiling when a tingling feeling zipped through his body. Collin thanked Ollivander as he accepted his focus ring of Canary wood and dual core of a Manticore Hair and Demiguise Hair.
Lastly was Paul, who through Neville's own urging, had stepped forward to feel for the focus ring of his own. The shapeshifter happily returned to his mate's side when he was given a focus ring made from Cherry wood and had a dragon heartstring core.
"You only needed a Unicorn hair to have the same as I do," Neville remarked, showing Paul his 13" long, Cherry wood wand with a unicorn hair core. "But I think the core of a dragon heartstring complements you even more so. You are fierce and strong." He smiled.
The ones that required Ollivander to create new focus rings were Alice, Jasper, Edward, Leah, Seth, Embry, Quil and Jacob. Alice had received a foci made from Silver Lime wood and Hematite stone with a White River Monster Spine core, one that was perfect for her seer ability and would help produce spells of force and elegance. Jasper was presented with a foci made from Blue Lace Agate stone and Hazel wood with a core of a Unicorn hair, which helps with Jasper's empathic ability, allowing for spells of subtle versatility. Edward accepted a foci made from Osage Orange wood and Azurite stone with a Dragon Heartstring core, good for his mind reading abilities and defensive spells.
Leah was shocked to have received a foci of her own, seeing as she was the only girl in the pack to do so. But it was because she was the only female shapeshifter that had created a bond to the ingredients chosen to create her Turquoise and Elm wood foci with a core of a Pegasus Wing Feather. Her brother, Seth, had a different reaction – all geared up and hopped up on excitement as he looked at his foci with awe: Sunstone and Maple wood with Phoenix Tail Feather core.
Like Leah, Jacob was also surprised to have his own foci, but because he hailed as one of a few of the direct descendants (Black, Uley, and Ateara) of Taha Aki, one of the last great spirit chiefs who became the first shapeshifter of the Quileute Tribe, Jacob received a foci made of a Tiger's Eye stone and Hawthorn wood with a Griffin Claw as a core. Quil smiled in thanks as he took his focus ring made from Sodalite stone and Larch wood with a Griffin Claw core.
Embry was the last to shapeshifter to receive his foci and had a hard time understanding why he had one in the first place. He turned over his foci made from Peridot stone and Vine wood with a core of Unicorn hair.
"Why did I get one?" He asked.
Carlisle seemed to the gather the pieces of clues before he gently told Embry his assumption. "As it seems that the ones to receive a foci from the pack are those whom are descendants of Taha Aki, Jacob, Leah, Seth, Quil and yourself, are direct descendants.
"But. . . I don't even know who my father is." Embry frowned. "I'm not even sure if. . . " And he paused there.
It was a good thing that Sam wasn't here, because if Sam had gotten his own foci, which Carlisle had no doubt he would've received if he had come to Britain with them, it would cement the fact that Embry was indeed Sam's half brother. Not that it wasn't already possible – there were already some similarities in physical attributes between the two young men.
Jacob slid his foci onto his finger and placed a hand on Embry's shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. "It chose you for a reason. Those materials resonated with you because it found something special in you and latched onto it. I'm not saying that if you hadn't received a foci that there's nothing remarkable about you, but this – this foci means something and I hope that you'll find it when you realize your worth."
Embry looked up to see the others slip their own foci onto their finger, waiting for him to do the same. With a deep breath, the confused shapeshifter nodded his head and slipped his ring onto his index finger, feeling the brush of its magic against his own.
"Did you feel that?" Quil grinned.
Smiling, Embry nodded his head.
Thanking the old wandmaker, Harry paid for the foci and their party left the store. "Anything else you want to do in Diagon Alley?"
"I think we've had enough excitement for one day," Carlisle said.
"All right, come on. Let's get to a clearer area so we can go home."
Latching onto the two feet long braided rope, their party of twenty-four was whisked away to Potter Manor.
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A/N: All right, here is another installment of We Are, We Have, We Serve, We Achieve, We Love. Hope you'll forgive me for late, late, lateeee updates, but real life is crazy right now – so much to do, so little time to get things done. I won't bore you guys with the details, but I am studying for graduate school and juggling some things as well. Hope you understand and I'll see you guys soon! Thanks for being there!
