Whoo! Sorry about my little break that I took. Just in case you didn't get notified, I did post chapter 10 in place of my little author's note, so if you haven't read that, you probably should before you read this. I don't know why, but this chapter just seems a little on the short side for me, even though I wrote everything that I wanted to for this particular chapter. Oh well, I guess we all have those short chapters lol. In case you were wondering, my poll for Will's house is still open. Right now Hufflepuff is winning right now, with Gryffindor in second. I do want to take down that poll and put up another poll to see if I should write a sequel, so you guys have until next chapter to vote! And without further delay, chapter 11 in New Leaf to Turn!


All eyes seemed to be on Harry as the entire building seemed to go quiet. Soon there was not a single noise to be heard, and Dudley couldn't help but wonder why Harry had so suddenly been put on the spot. Harry certainly hadn't been the most charismatic child growing up, Dudley remembered how his cousin had almost no friends in primary school. Even now, Harry seemed to squirm under the gaze of so many people. So why…

"Mr. Potter…" A very haggard looking witch slowly approached Harry, "I cannot believe I'm seeing you with my own eye. It is an honor."

It was almost as if the witch's movements had triggered a flood of attention. The rest of the pub goers were almost egged on by her actions and were soon hounding Harry with requests and general comments of adoration.

"Mr. Potter, could you please sign this for me?"

"Mr. Potter, a picture please?"

"Mr. Potter, you wouldn't believe how many times my little boy has run around the house pretending to be you."

"Mr. Potter-"

"-is it true-"

"-absolutely wonderful-"

"-do you think-"

"OI!" A suddenly booming voice ripped through the tavern, causing everyone, including the Dursleys and Potters, to turn and face the source of the sudden interruption. There, standing on the counter of the bar, clad in his usual turquoise hair and pierced eyebrow, was Teddy.

One stout wizard huffed at Teddy, "And who do you think you are, you loon?"

The vibrant wizard got off the counter and back onto the floor, "Mr. Potter is here on private business and wishes not to be disturbed at this time. I'm the Auror assigned to escort Mr. Potter and his family unharmed and unmolested during this time."

Dudley was surprised at how professional Teddy sounded in comparison to his behavior at Harry's house. In fact, Teddy looked almost nothing like the teenaged wizard he met a few months ago. Instead of wearing a bright violet robe, Teddy now wore a sharp looking navy robe with several bright red stripes around his sleeves. Teddy wasn't even wearing his tight, ragged jeans; instead he had on a pair of simple slacks.

"You? Don't make me laugh." The same wizard barked at Harry's godson. There were a few murmurs of agreement amongst the crowd.

Teddy smoothly removed something from his cloak, though what it was, Dudley couldn't see from where he was standing, "Yes, me. Now, if you don't let Mr. Potter and his family through, I will be forced to arrest you for disturbing the peace."

There were quite a few grumbles, but no one seemed to want to test Teddy's patience, as they slowly moved away from Harry. Harry took advantage of this freedom, and nearly dragged Dudley and his family, not to mention Al, out of the back door of the pub. Teddy followed close behind.

"I thought you knew better than to walk right into the Leaky Cauldron without your hood, Uncle Harry." The bright teen laughed, seriousness gone and his normal bubbly personality back. Dudley could have sworn he saw his mother cringe at the sight of Teddy's hair.

Harry rubbed the back of his neck shyly, "I normally do, Teddy. I guess I got so caught up with the family and everything that I guess I forgot…But thanks for bailing me out."

"Don't mention it…really, don't. I'm not supposed to flash my badge around when I'm off duty." Teddy nodded knowingly at Harry.

"What are you?" Will asked in amazement. Teddy chuckled.

"Well if you must know, I am many things. I am man, I am a Metamorphmagus, I'm an Auror-"

Will nodded, "That one!"

Teddy chuckled, "Well, since you asked so nicely…an Auror works in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I catch bad wizards." The teen puffed out his chest in a proud manner.

"So you're a magical policemen?" Will asked.

Teddy stared at Will, "What's a policemen?" It was then that Teddy looked at Dudley, "Well it's nice to see you again, although it looks like your wife might have had a nasty run in with one of Uncle George's Rip VanWinkle Sprinkles." The teen wizard arched his pierced eyebrow at Petunia.

"I beg your pardon?" Petunia sniffed indignantly.

Al quickly whispered something in Teddy's ear, the latter quickly turned bright red and his hair blushing to a brilliant magenta, "No one told me she was his mother, not his wife! You keep making me look like an idiot!"

Dudley could hear Harry mutter under his breath, "You do that on your own."

Will on the other hand, looked at Harry, "What happened in there? Why did all those people know who you are?"

Harry groaned, "Just war stuff, that's all Will. I just made a few contributions to the war effort, that's all…"

"You were a child soldier then?" Will asked eagerly. Al just looked like he wanted Will to simply drop the subject, a look that Dudley made careful not of.

"Yeah… you could say that. I just lead a small group of troops during the war. The only reason that I'm more notably recognized was because we were all child soldiers."

Will's eyes seemed to get bigger as Harry's cheeks burned brighter. Dudley had never noticed before now just how modest Harry could be.

Will opened his mouth, ready to ask more questions. Luckily for Harry, Teddy noticed his godfather's awkward position and intervened on his behalf.

"Hey Will, what's your favorite color?"

Soon Will and Al were watching Teddy change everything about his facial appearance for their amusement. But Dudley was was watching Harry, who seemed relieved that Will was distracted.

"You led a squadron of child soldiers then?" Dudley asked his cousin quietly. Petunia stood next to her son, watching her nephew.

Harry nodded slightly, "I did…when I was 15. That was before the war had even broken out. When I left your house for the last time, I was starting out on a quest to kill the man who murdered my parents. Luckily for me, everyone else in the free wizarding world was terrified of him and wanted him gone, hence why I was never arrested for murder."

"Murder?" Petunia gasped, trying to keep herself as quiet as possible. Again Harry nodded.

"A lot of people died in that war, Ginny even lost a brother…the reason why everyone nearly worships the ground I walk on was because I ended the second wizarding war…and I guess you could say I ended the first one also…"

"Harry, what are you saying? You single handedly ended both wars?" Dudley tried to keep from gawking at his cousin. It had been hard for him to believe that Harry played a sport, but to believe that he was a war hero?

But Harry shook his head, "Not single handedly," Petunia gave a small sigh of relief, "I had a lot of help. But I was the one who killed Voldemort."

Dudley furrowed his brow, "Who?"

"The one who killed my parents."

"…oh"

Harry nodded, eager to drop the subject, "Well, Now that we've spent enough time just chit chatting, we better get going. Say bye to Teddy kids."

Teddy waved to Will and Al before Disapparating. Will walked next to his father as Harry approached a very solid brick wall.

"Harry?" Dudley couldn't help but wonder out loud.

The older wizard merely turned around and smiled at the Dursleys before pulling his wand out of his cloak. A hand tightened on Dudley's arm, making him realize that his mother was clinging to his arm.

Dudley could hear Al whisper to Will, "Wait until you see this…"

And Harry began to tap on the bricks of the wall.


This was most certainly magic.

Will's eyes widened in disbelief as the brick wall started to rearrange themselves in front of his very eyes. His dad and his grandmother watched with mouths agape, while Harry share a small smirk with Will and Al grinned.

"Cool isn't it?"

Will nodded dumbly as the bricks formed an archway, an archway that lead to Diagon Alley.

It was everything that Will had imagined it to be. There were shops that sold brooms just like he had ridden at Al's house, and there were…were those cauldrons in that shop window? And that witch was actually buying tongue of newt from that vendor!

"Mercy me…" Will heard his grandmother gasp, clinging to his father. Dudley tried his best to keep his disbelief at bay.

Harry chuckled at Petunia's response, "It's overwhelming isn't it?" The dark haired wizard carefully pulled his hood over his head, "Sorry about this, but I'd rather not get mobbed again."

Dudley only nodded, still staring wide eyed at the shops.

"Al." Albus looked at his father, Will by his side, "If I give you money, can I trust you to take Will into Flourish and Blott's to get your books for this year?"

Will watched as Al's green eyes brightened at the word 'books', "Of course you can Dad!"

Harry took a small pouch out of his cloak and gave Al a handful of gold, silver and bronze coins. Al was already halfway to the shop, pulling Will behind him before Harry was able to give him more instructions, "Make sure you buy both of your school books before you buy anything for pleasure reading!"

"I will Dad!" Al looked positively giddy as the two boys made their way into the store.

Will chucked, "You seemed eager to get away from your dad."

Al only shook his head, "Not away from my dad, I just wanted to get in here…you thought my library was nice, this place is amazing!"

Will looked around the store. Never in his life had he been excited for books, when he was in primary school his parents almost had to force him to read…but now…the sight of so many books only told Will that he had so much to learn, so much he could learn to do…he didn't know where to start.

Al grinned, "Pretty cool huh?"

The blonde only nodded dumbly, "Where do we start?"

"With our school books of course!" Al laughed, dragging Will down the many aisles of the bookstore.

Will tried his best to keep up with everything that was happening, but more importantly he tried to read the covers of some of the books he was seeing. Were there really books on how to tame dragons and spells to make household life easier? There was so much to read…

"Come on Will, I think I see our Herbology book over there."


"My arms are going to break!" Will groaned under the weight of his text books. When he had read on his list that he needed HIstrory of the World: Volumes I, II and III, Will had thought perhaps they were joking. Now his arms were paying the price of the schools idea of a joke.

"Oh stop whining, Will. I got more books than you do!" Al grumbled as the two stepped out of the shop. After paying for their books, Al went back and got the newest edition of Hogwarts: A History. Will thought it was silly, but Al insisted that the new edition had much more recent events in it.

"Hey Al, Will!" Both boys looked over to see Harry making his way over with Will's dad and grandmother.

Al sighed in relief, "Finally!" Harry had barely reached the two students before Al grabbed Harry's wallet, shoving all of his books into the small leather billfold. "Come on Will, your books will fit too."

There was a split second that Will didn't believe Al, but after remembering everything that had happened to him in the past few months, decided that there was nothing impossible with magic. Slowly, and almost hesitantly, Will dumped his books into Harry's wallet.

"There," Al stretched his arm gratefully, "Hey dad, what's that? I thought I told you I wanted to pick out my owl…"

Will watched as Al gestured to the cage at Harry's side. Inside was a large bird, who was currently napping, because the owl's head was neatly tucked under it's wing. Will could see the birds massive claws grip the perch and decided that he did not want to be on that bird's bad side.

Harry chuckled at Al, "This isn't for you, Al." Harry smiled at Will, "I told you that the book was only part of your gift Will."

Will looked at Harry, then at his Dad and grandmother, "Oh no, you don't have to do that…you've already done so much…"

"Will." The small blonde looked up at the older wizard, "I remember when I first started in the wizarding world, the first magical person I ever met gave me an owl. He said it was for all the birthday presents I should have gotten, but didn't. I thought I would pass on the tradition to you." Harry handed the cage to Will, who held it cautiously.

The small blonde gulped, "It's really big…"

Harry chuckled, "Yeah, they can get pretty big. That's a Eurasian Eagle Owl, one of the biggest in the world. But don't worry, she's done growing, and she's already been tamed to be a good companion," Harry leaned towards Will a bit, dropping the volume of his voice, "Plus, bigger owl means bigger packages from home…" The green eyed wizard gave Will a wink that was well hid from Dudley because of the wizard's hood.

Suddenly a grin spread over Will's face like wildfire.

Dudley looked around at the many shops, "Where do we go now Harry?"

Harry paused, trying to appear as if he were pondering some great mystery. Everyone watched as Harry smiled underneath his hood, "I guess our next stop should be Olivander's."

Al could have jumped for joy, but managed to refrain from doing so, "Come on Will, let's go!" The younger Potter smiled, trying to drag Will and his owl down the alley.

"What's Olivander's?" Will couldn't help but ask. Al didn't stop moving down the magical marketplace.

"Olivander's?" Al looked back at Will, grinning, "He's a wand maker, Will. We're getting our wands!"

Will could have sworn his heart had stopped.

He was really getting a magic wand.


Well? I hope I did a good job on Harry's 'explanation' to the Dursleys. I still think he's reluctant to relive those days, so he tries to be as vague as possible to avoid it. And did anyone else get a giggle from the Rip VanWinkle Sprinkles? I don't have a funny question for you right now but I really want to know what you guys would want in a sequel if I ever wrote one. OH! And shout out to Spyridon for the Eurasian Eagle Owl (sorry, no niffler lol)!

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