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Chapter 1 : New Friends

A sudden burst of accidental magic unlocked the cupboard door where the boy was laying bruised since the end of the school year 3 days ago. Surprised he got out and ran out of the too perfect house of privet drive and ran as far away as he could after grabbing his wand that he had managed to hide from his uncle rage.

Harry Potter walked for a few hours in the dark of night before falling asleep under a tree bush in an unknown park. He started walking again after being woken up by 2 birds fighting near his hiding spot a few hours later. He walked a few more hours for what felt like days after not having eaten anything since the feast at Hogwart. As he was walking through a little town, he managed to steal some bread and water from a local food stall. He was trying to put as much space between himself and his uncle as possible, the man had completely lost it after Hagrid visit the previous year. It was a very slow process; he was weak from the lack of food and sleep as well as injured from the beating he had received from his uncle when he returned from school. After walking for days, he finally felt like he was far enough and passed out in an isolated alley of London. There was so many homeless and poor people in the area he was in that not only he was sure his uncle would never be seen in such areas but also, he was able to roam without getting too much attention. It was hard, when it wasn't merchants chasing him with a gun it was gang members trying to catch fresh meat. The harshness of sleeping on the concrete was nothing compared to the coldness of sleeping under the rain but at least he wasn't hurt by those who were supposed to protect him anymore.

One day, about 2 weeks after running from home, he found a building that looked both abandoned and lived in. It was dark, musky and dusty but the footsteps in the dust clearly showed that peoples came here often. Maybe he could get a decent night of sleep for once if no one came up this night…

"Good thing the boss isn't there yet, he would probably want to save that weak little pest, another mouth to feed… great'' Thought the girl that was watching from the shadows before walking toward the boy.

"Hey you! Be glad that the boss isn't there to see you invade his territory punk. If you hurry and leave right now, He won't know and will not be sending the guys to kill you but hurry!"

She was a blond girl with forest green eyes and straight clears hairs going to the middle of her back. She was wearing black and dark red leather cloths and was holding a knife in her hand while staring with disdain toward the dirty, tired boy wearing rags and covered in bruises. Harry stood up scared and was about to leave when 2 teens appeared behind the girl.

The first one, a 13 years old teen, was smirking amused. He had fiery red hairs and bright blue eyes; he was wearing black jeans and a sleeveless black turtleneck. The other one, an 18 years old young man, had silver white hairs with dark blue highlights, his cloths looked like black army cloths and boots with a blue jacket going down to his knees and he looked far from amused. The white-haired man cleared his throat and the girl lost her superior smirk right away.

Rune : "Boss?! When did you get here?"

Boss : "Does it matter Rune? Apparently now I kill poor defenseless little boy for seeking safety is that right?"

Rune: "We could be the kings of this city instead of caring for little crybabies damnit! We do not need anoth…"

Boss: "Enough! You seem to forget that a few years ago you were the one being rescued from that kind of misery."

Rune: "I wasn't this puny and so weak looking he will be useless!"

Lucas: "Yea you were even worse from what I heard." Scoffed in a whisper the red-haired teen still amused while the boss and the girl were scowling at each other.

Boss: "Now you may want to go to your quarters and go reflect about your behavior and priorities. Many gangs in this town exist to torment other and overpower everyone if you want to join them you are free to do so. You know better then to think that this behavior will be accepted here."

While the two were arguing Harry was trying to sneak out of the building completely forgetting the red-haired boy. Barely 3 feet later the teen appeared in front of him and guided him deeper into the building, in the opposite way from the exit.

Lucas : "Don't worry kid, when he's in daddy mode the boss looks scary but he's a good guy and there is no way he will let you walk out from here in such a bad state. You need food, cloths and you obviously need a good bath… you stink… Oh and pay no mind to what Rune said… she's been having issues lately, we won't hurt you here, you are safe with us. Oh, I'm Lucas by the way."

The teen was almost jumping up and down in excitement. When they reached a dead end in the hallway Lucas pushed on some of the rusted nail in a set pattern after having Harry turn around to not look and a path opened in the wall.

Lucas : "For now, I wouldn't recommend trying to guess how to open the door kid, there is many traps on it and the results would not be fun, well, unless you fancy losing a few fingers…"

He grinned playfully and once the path closed back behind them, he showed Harry that when he would want to leave, he just needed to open the door like any normal sliding door so that he wouldn't think he was trapped there. They walked down a few sets of stairs then through a bunch of hallways before ending in a huge room where some tables and chairs were scattered around as well as a few bookshelves and various clearly aged board games and such.

Lucas : "We are the blue stripe gang. A non-offensive gang that try to help kids in your situation to survive the harshness of life and this is our shelter and base of operation. This room is the recreation room where the members can come relax and hang out. Here is the kitchen, you can cook whatever that's in the blue fridges or anything that you bring here by yourself; the other fridges are off limit. Here's the bedrooms, I will show you your room then we can go make you some food before I show you around the compound."

The room was simple with a bed, a small desk and a wardrobe. It was much better then sleeping outside in the streets. In the fridge there was a bit of everything, some vegetables, meat, fruits and such so they made a simple dish of pasta before Lucas gave the boy a towel and some cloths then he sent him to the bathroom to get cleaned up. When he came out of the bathroom the boss was waiting for him in the hallway.

Boss : "Welcome to the blue stripes Harry, my name is Daemon. I apologies for the way you have been treated upon your arrival. Rune is a sweet girl normally; I am sure she will come around eventually."

Harry : "Wait you know my name?"

Boss : "Of course, I can't believe that those blind sticks waving idiots never noticed… Anyway, you…"

Harry : "Is that why you welcomed me here? To…" Interrupted the boy angrily and defensively which made the silver haired man smirk amused.

Boss : To have Harry Potter, the magical celebrity, in my home? No, the only persons I welcome here child are in need or want to help those in need. I do not care if they can use a wand or not, I do not care about who they are and what family they come from. For now, you will stay and recover, I am sorry to say that you are in no shape to be roaming around the city right now, you would most likely die within the next few days, if not from hunger it will be from not being able to flee in time when attacked by random thugs. As such, exceptionally, you may not leave this shelter for a few days, until you get cleared by our medic you may not walk out of here unaccompanied by someone authorized to by myself. On that note, once you will be healed, I will be happy if you agreed to stay with us until you have to go back to Hogwart for the school year, but I will not take offence should you decide to leave. Now off to bed.

Harry was about to start but Lucas arrived at the same time, he put an arm around his shoulder and started rambling 10 miles per hours joyfully while leading the younger boy toward his room for a much-needed rest. Daemon for his part retired to his room to think about what to do about the current situation and most importantly to figure why his teachers didn't notice anything wrong with the boy especially the evil bat of the dungeon who was normally spotting those cases from a mile away.

Harry slept for 2 days straight when he woke up, he was feeling more refresh then he had in weeks. He grabbed a bit of food in the kitchen and sneaked out of the passageway in the recreation room. He needed to find his way to Diagon alley to find something to repay Daemon for his kindness in welcoming him for the night. He started walking around trying to figure out how he would find his way to the alley and since he wasn't looking in front of him, he smashed right into a wall of muscles who was staring murderously toward the little boy. Harry started running as fast as he could and managed to get away but sprained his ankle in the process. For a few more hours he tried to find his way to the leaky cauldron but since he didn't even knew on which street it was situated he had no luck in finding his way plus his ankle was hurting more and more so he made his way back to the shelter hoping that no one noticed that he had been gone. When he reached the secret entrance, he realized that he had no idea how to get the door opened and if what Lucas had said was true, trying to guess the code was a bad idea. Maybe he could wait until someone went in… or of course! He was a wizard Afterall he just had to spell the door open. He grabbed his wand and was about to cast the unlocking spell when a voice stopped him in his tracks.

Drake : "I wouldn't do that if I were you. You would trigger the trace on your wand informing the ministry that you used it in a muggle area and the entrance is warded against magical forced entry too, it would trigger nasty traps. Now come along, the boss is expecting you. My name is Drake and for your information most kids here are muggle so do be careful."

The voice belonged to a guy that couldn't be much older than 15 with a dangerous and deadly air around him. He had short raven hairs with eyes as cold, dark and foreboding as a starless new moon night. He was wearing black leather boots and pants. His vest looked like a ninja jacket and most of his face was hidden in his collar. They went back to Harry room where Daemon was sitting on his bed.

"Thank you, Drake, you can inform the others that Harry is safe but that they will meet him another day. He will stay in his room for the remaining of the day today he needs rest."

Drake left the room quietly. Daemon was sitting calmly in his chair while staring at Harry in a mixture of disappointment and sternness.

Boss : "Harry, I do not have as habit to tolerate such disrespect of direct orders. Since you just arrived, since you came back by yourself and since you are not officially a member of this gang, of this family, I will let it slide this time but this time only. Now, considering todays events, I will change the rules of the game slightly. For the next 4 weeks, you will be an honorary member of this group, of this family. Should you decide to leave after you get cleared by the medic but before the 4 weeks are up, you will be free to do so. Once the 4 weeks will be done, or before if you wish, I will need to know if you want to become a full member of the blue stripes. Those 4 weeks will give you time to see who we are, what we do and how we act. During those 4 weeks, you will be treated the same way as if you were a full member with all it's benefits, activities and consequences. I will send our medic to check on your ankle since you were walking strangely earlier once he is done checking you up and once you eat the food, he will bring you, you will go to sleep and rest. You may not get out of your room until morning. Also, if you sneak out of the shelter again, before I allow it, there will be hell to pay." The end had been said harshly and was leaving no place for arguments.

The next morning, Harry sneaked out of his room and went to the kitchen to grab some food. After hurriedly eating as much as he could he looked at the off-limit fridges curiously but decided to not touch them… yet. He then started exploring the compound curiously. The first room of the place was the recreation room. From there he had the choice between 3 doors. The door on the left of the room was where he was coming from so it led first to the kitchen then to a hallway with about 30 bedrooms and 2 communal bathrooms (one for the boys and one for the girls). Harry went back to the recreation room to try the door at the opposite side from the secret entry there he found a bunch of rooms that looked like storage rooms. There was a room with food supply, a room with medical supply and a room with various weapons and random items (how such a place could belong to such a gang was beyond him). He also found a few rooms with desks and bookshelves almost like classrooms. The boy went back to the recreation room to try the last door. There he found 2 huge gym like rooms with exercise equipment's, dummy's and various types of weapons, real and fake. He was about to grab a cool looking sword when a whisper right in his hear made him jump 3 feet in the air.

Drake : "These ain't toys kid."

The whisper was cold, soft and harsh at the same time. Harry turned around swiftly and came face to face with Drake.

Harry : "How…"

Drake : "You weren't paying attention to your surroundings; it will not happen again, I am sure. The boss wish to speak with you. Come along."

Harry hurried behind the teen quick silent steps until they reached a blank wall in the recreation room where a door opened after the teen knock on the wall. Both boys walked through the door which closed soundlessly behind them then they walked down a few sets of stairs before reaching a door leading to a well-lit office with a huge desk full of paper, many bookshelves and a laptop.

Boss: "Harry good morning. Drake… did you scare the poor boy already?"

Drake : "He was daydreaming, I could have killed him without him even realizing that I was there… Oh and back pocket." Drake gave Harry wand to the boss.

Boss : "I see… you may leave us Drake I'll take it from here."

Boss : "No need to be afraid Harry, here you can have your wand back but do not put it back in your pocket, that's irresponsible young man. What would happen if you were to fall and break it?"

Harry : "Err..."

Boss: "Indeed. Here, that's a wand holder you just need to strap it to your arm, you will have easy access with less risk to break it. Also, are you even taking care of that wand boy? You've had it for less then a year, yet there's already a few rough spots on the wood. This show improper use and care young man. A wand needs careful care, at least weekly, from the feel of it you have a holly wand so purified valerian oil will work best with a griffin cloth."

Harry was staring shocked at the boss. Even if they had just met the man was acting like he was one of his and Harry was already feeling embarrassed to have disappointed him.

Boss: "On a better note, we will go to magical London today. You will need supply for your wand, some books, fitting cloths and a few other supplies for the summer no point in walking around in rags and second hands when we can do otherwise. Of course, we will have to change that look of your, we wouldn't want a horde of fans mobbing us."

With a snap of Daemon fingers Harry felt a tingle course through his body and saw the other man change his own appearance also. Instead of short silver hairs he now had long black hairs tied in a ponytail, his eyes were now black also and he was wearing a forest green robe.

Boss: "As I said we wouldn't want fans mobbing us for my dashing good looks, right?"

Harry looked at himself in a mirror in the corner of the room and he was looking like a mini copy of the boss new look while keeping his normal size and shape. Then while he was looking in the mirror, he suddenly felt a tug as if he was aspired through a straw and the next thing he knew, they were in the middle of an empty alley.

Boss: "Alright, let's go shop, and let's hurry because when Drake realize we left without him he's going to throw a fit."

Said the boss while grinning to Harry who was looking at him confused. They walked through the leaky cauldron and crossed to Diagon alley before heading to a dark area where Harry never went before.

Boss : "Never ever come here without glamour and most importantly kid, never ever come here on your own and on this I am quite serious. Even knockturn alley users avoid this district more often then not as only some family are accepted here."

The first shop they went to was filled with power, magic and energy. Wands, metal sticks and other gadgets were lined on the wall.

Boss : "Good day sir, my brother needs a metal wand, griffin cloth and Valerian oil."

Vlad : "May I see Mr. Potter wand and please do drop the glamour, I can't work with that type of interference." A snap from the boss fingers and both their glamour fell.

Boss: "Do give your wand to Vlad Harry, he's the best wand maker in Europe and you need an untraceable and spare wand to stay safe and be able to practice out of school."

Harry gave his wand to the shop clerk and the man took one look at the piece of wood and opened his mouth angrily.

Boss : "No need to scold the boy Vlad, I informed our young friend here about proper wand care already this morning."

Vlad : "Good. I swear kids these days…" The man started casting various spells on the wand having it glow in various colors and runes started appearing in the air over it making the man scowl even more. He turned toward Harry, aimed his own wand at the boy and casted a string of spells on the kid.

Vlad : "Take him to Stella while I make him spare wands. She will know what to do with a full diagnostic."

Boss: "Vlad?"

Vlad : "Go, let me work and go see her." The old man looked furious which was a first for Daemon. Whatever the man had seen must have been bad. So, he took a confused Harry upstairs to go see the shopkeeper wife Stella.

Boss: "Good morning Stella." Said the boss in a charming way.

Stella : "Hey there Daemon, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

Boss : "Apparently, you need to cast a diagnostic spell on the kid."

Stella : "I see. Good morning Mr. Potter. My name is Stella. If you do not mind, I will cast a diagnostic spell on you, it will not hurt you, at most you will feel a little tingling. Is it alright with you?"

Harry : "Yes Madam."

She smiled warmly at him until she did cast the spells. She then casted many other spells on the boy which worried the boss slightly since he had never seen that woman without a smile before and currently, she was frowning darkly.

Stella : "There you go sweetheart all done. I've casted a few spells to help your cuts and bruises to heal you should be all new in a few days. You should go see Vlad downstairs he must be getting to the part where he needs your help to pick up some materials for the wand. I need to talk to Daemon a bit he will be joining you shortly."

Harry : "Thank you, Madam."

Boss : "I've brought each of my kids that have magic here. Most of them had cuts and bruises when not broken bones and you guys never reacted like this before. What is wrong Stella?"

Stella : "Sorry Sir, the boy shows signs of having been beaten pretty much all his life but that mustn't come as a surprise, as you said most of them are in that situation. They are not normally under loyalty, compulsion, personality control charms they also are not normally under magic and energy binders."

Boss : "Damn, it can only be that old fool doing. Anything that can be done to avoid him recasting them in September?"

Stella : "I will make him a protection charm, but it will take me a few weeks to research and create one stable enough that will not alert the old man of his spells failing when he will cast them."

Boss: "Thank you very much madam. Always a pleasure doing business with you. Just let me know the price once you are done making it."

Stella : "Of course, sir. Good day to you Daemon. Now hurry or your little protégé will start to worry."

The wandmaker was hard at work when Daemon got downstairs. He always found the old man work impressive. He was fusing a purple gem, a golden feather, a silvery thread and a copperish metal together in a rainbow of magical light on one side and an emerald gem, a black feather, some golden threads and a black with silver stripes metal in a cloud of darkness so dark that it almost looked like nothingness on the other side.

Vlad : "Both wands will be protected against tampering, I've also added some protections on his holly wand. They will be keyed to the boy so that no one else may ever use or summon them. The copper wand is good for defense, protection and light. The black and silver wand is good for healing, potions and offense. As usual at Hogwart while the boy needs to always have at least one of them on himself at all time no one must see them unless there are no other choices so he will need to use his holly wand. In the care bag I've put all the necessary products for the 3 wands he should have enough until next summer. I also added wrist, chest, waist and ankle holders. It will be 200 galleons."

Harry : " 200! My other wand was only 7 galleons!" Said Harry in surprise making the old man scoff derisively.

Vlad : "That piece of junk wasn't even worth 7 galleons. I had to remove numerous jinxes from it then had to put many layers of protection to avoid that it happens again. It's unfortunate that you will have to use that junk for school as you new wands will be much more powerful and efficient but at least now your holly wand will be safe to use."

Harry : "My Holly wand if powerful and efficient you ol…"

The old man gave the kid one of the two wand and started smirking smugly when a look of pure surprise and bliss crossed the boy face.

Harry : "Wow… that's like a 100 time more powerful then when I first got my Holly wand."

Vlad : "Of course. I picked the best material combination for your magic and crafted the wand using the most compatible charms of protection so that your magic and the wand magic won't be fighting each other instead of giving you whatever premade wand that seem to react positively when you wave it around. Premade wands were the most idiotic wizard invention ever. They're an insult to this intricate art and craft."

Harry : "I need to go to Gringotts!"

Boss : "Calm down Harry. I'm the one taking care of today shopping. Before you argue we can't afford to be recognized in Diagon alley. Speaking of which, we best be heading out, we still have much shopping to do and very little time to do so. Thanks for your good service as usual Vlad."

Great thought Harry, he wanted to repay the man for all his help and instead the man was doing even more for him.

The boss reapplied the glamour and the two boys left the shop. Their first stop was the trunk store where the oldest of the two ordered their best multi compartment trunk. Their next stop was a bookstore where Daemon picked about 20 different books before heading out and going to an apothecary and picking cauldrons, scales, knifes and ingredients to add them to the trunk with the books. They finished their trip at the cloth store where the oldest ordered school robes for the boy as well as regular muggle street cloths. Once everything was in the trunk Daemon apparated the two of them back in his office where a scowling Drake was waiting with his arms crossed.

Drake : "It was so kind of you sir to leave without notice. You know better then to run off without escort like that. And to the magical world too! Have you lost your mind?" The dark teen tone was sarcastic, cold and angry making Harry want to run and hide that guy was always so scary.

Boss : "See Harry, told you he would throw a fit, at least this time he didn't came over to fetch us." Said Daemon in a playful tone but then urged the little boy to go back to his room to put away his things and get some rest seeing as a storm was clearly coming. As soon as Harry got out of the room, the boy could hear the voices inside the room rising quickly before they vanished completely, probably due to a silencing spell.

The next morning, the kitchen was filled with about 15 other kids of all ages eating and chattering happily. Harry sneaked back in the weapon gym while looking around to make sure that no one was there as to not get caught off guard again. He was looking mesmerized at an oddly shaped sword with silver and gold swirls on an onyx metal. He was slowly stroking the blade as if hypnotized by the swirls when a noise at the other side of the gym made him jump and swiftly turn around cutting at the same time the tip of his finger.

Drake : "It's a pretty sword yea. But totally useless unless you expect to be able to pull a sword out of your hat in the middle of a fight like a magician with a bunny. I would recommend starting with something more useful for everyday life and less visible weaponry. Oh and do stop looking so frightened whenever I am speaking to you boy, if I was planning to kill you let's just say I had plenty enough chances to do it while you were daydreaming… again…"

Drake was speaking to him in his usual dark and dangerous tone while walking toward the boy with a small box in one hand and a bunch of pieces of wood in his other hand. He put all the items on a table near the kid and took a piece of bandage out of the small box and bandaged the child finger. Before giving 2 pieces of wood to Harry. Those wood pieces were in fact some nicely carved wood daggers. Harry was starting to think that that kid was somehow related to Snape… Hell he was probably his long lost son or something… He started imagining the 2 side by side…

Drake : "I can't believe it… are you daydreaming… again!? And I believe that we also went over the fact that those weapons were not toys so be glad that you only nipped your finger a bit… That being said let's see what you can do."

Harry : "Wait, what do you mean by…"

The dark teen smirked at the boy before quickly slashing his dagger toward Harry and barely missing him.

Harry : "Wait, Wait! What are you doing!"

Drake : "You wish to play with blades fine, but you will learn how to use them properly. Evade my strikes, if you can block do so, if you believe you can attack then attack it's that simple. You will not be hurt as long as I see you doing your best and you will not hurt me. As a bonus, should you manage to land a strike, I will take you for a stroll in the city later today."

Harry : "Really? Could we go to Diagon alley?!" At that Drake looked at him weirdly.

Drake : "Not that you will manage to land a strike kid but why do you want to go there? Haven't you gone shopping with the boss yesterday?"

Harry : "I need to get him something for all his help plus I need to get money to repay…"

Drake : "Don't. You would just offend him. If you wish to repay the boss, always aim to help the others and to better yourself and your skills. Now should we start or were you hoping to catch me off guard with all that rambling?"

Harry : "No, no, of course not I would never…"

Drake : "Too bad, it wouldn't have worked but it would have been a good idea of strategy."

Drake grinned the started swiftly slashing the boy always missing him of a few millimeters while the younger boy was dodging and trying as much as possible to not get touched by the wooden blade. After a while, Harry realized that no matter what he did the blade was never touching him, so he stopped freaking out and started trying to land a strike on the oldest boy which was exactly what the teen was hoping for. He analyzed every clumsy strike that the boy made cataloguing every strength and weakness that he could see for later use.

Drake : "Good now try blocking those, do not evade them."

Drake started attacking much slower to see how the kid was instinctively blocking a hit then he started going faster after a while.

Drake : "Good job Harry, we'll try that again tomorrow. When you get cleared by our medic, we will do more now go have some fun, meet the others, rest and eat."

When the boy left the boss walked out of the shadows where he had watched everything that took place. He was observing Drake curiously and with a touch of amazement.

Boss : "It's the first time my friend that I see you take such an interest in a new member. It's also the first time I see you talk so much to someone else then myself and I usually have to force you to take part in their trainings without mentioning that usually when you are done interacting with someone they usually ran off crying."

Drake : "You are exaggerating the facts Daemon, I only made a few of them cry… anyway I do feel a connection to this child. I do not know what it means but I know that it's not something I can ignore. Also, that child seem to be a walking disaster… as if he's not aware of the dangers of the world, as if he's invincible, or as if he does not care if he put himself in harm way… I need to fix that even if it's the last thing I ever do…"

Boss : "I'm glad to hear that as you are the most suited to help the boy from what I heard about his attitude at school although I slightly doubt the objectivity of my informant…"

Drake : "Pffft that evil bat had a personal vendetta against the child clearly…"

Boss : "Do have some respect Drake, it's not like you do not have the same kind of dark attitude…"

Drake : "My apologies sir, my comment was out of place."

Harry was walking to the kitchen a bit later when Lucas arrived behind him and wrapped his arm around his shoulders.

Lucas : "Yo there Harry! What's up? Wana come with me and a few guys of the gang for some food gathering? Obviously, you can just watch out and see how we works for now. It would be fun."

Harry : "I would love that"

Mystrale : "Lucas… the kid should ask the boss first. He doesn't look all that healthy. Hi there Harry, my name's Mystrale, I'm Lucas sister." The girl looked like her brother but with golden blond hairs and crystal blue eyes.

Lucas : Fine, fine, Mystrale. The boss gave you permission to go out, right Harry?

Harry : "Err… Yes of course he did"

Lucas : "Argh… If at least you were any decent at lying I could maybe make as if I was believing that. I need to teach you to lie or Drake will eat you alive. It's impossible to lie to that guy as it is…"

Drake : "Glad to see that you realize that Lucas, you try so often that I thought you had not figured it out yet… You may take the boy with you be back in 2 hours."

Drake went right next to Harry to whisper darkly in his ear.

Drake : "Oh and kid, never, ever lie to me, you would find out exactly what happens when I'm truly angry with someone and let's just say that your whole body would be in a world pain. On that note, do have fun out there!" The teen smirked evilly as a look of fright crossed the younger boy face. He was such an open book.

Harry shivered at the clear threat. How that kid barely a few years older than him could sound so harsh and scary was beyond his understanding.

Lucas, Harry and Mystrale went outside accompanied by Seb, Jonas and Dave, triplets' brothers who were specialized in diversion while Lucas was for his part the one tasked with the food gathering. Mystrale had just started her training to become one of the gang medics.

Harry : "Hey Lucas"

Lucas : "Yes Harry?"

Harry : "What does Drake mean when he says that if he's truly angry at someone, that that person will be in a world of pain?"

Lucas : "Well… if Drake get mad at someone, let's just say that that person is better hope that she can outrun him…"

Mystrale : "Lucas, Drake is almost impossible to outrun…" Added Mystrale while rolling her eyes

Jonas : "Yea and sure Drake is evil but all he ever does is give some physical and weapon training from what I heard, nothing that ever killed anyone" Said the boy flippantly as if the other 2 were clearly over reacting.

Lucas : Jonas, have you ever worked out with Drake yet? Or even seen someone come back from a real training with him?

Jonas : "No but…"

Lucas : "That guy is the boss personal bodyguard kid he could kick all our asses while reading a book and drinking a cup of tea without losing a single drop… And for training, when he actually wants to train someone, he can be quite imaginative… painfully so. So, anyone stupid enough to piss him off would indeed suffer greatly and he wouldn't even need to land a single hit on them."

Lucas : "Alright we're there. Harry you stay here with Mystrale and watch how it's done. Boys you know what to do, when the merchants will be sufficiently distracted, I will go get us some food." Lucas tone was joyful as always. Harry watched them go. One of the triplets grabbed an apple from a stand then Jonas went and stole the apple from his brother. The two brothers started fighting in the middle of the place while their other brother was crying and telling them to stop. In no time all the attention was on them and Lucas started filling a bag with food quickly.

Harry noticed that the merchant in the next stand had left to go help the other merchant to break the fight so he decided to be of some use too so he sneaked his way to the other stand and started filling a bag that was laying around full of food but never noticed the other merchant coming back. When he turned around to run off, he came face to face with the merchant. Seeing as the kid was about to sprint off he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up in the air.

Merchant : "I do hope you have money for that boy!"

Mystrale : "Little brother there you are! You know mommy said no fruits today since you disobeyed her this morning. She will be so disappointed when she hears that you were about to buy fruits anyway! Sorry Mr. Merchant, here's a few pennies for the troubles my baby brother caused today. Now come brother, daddy will be home soon we must get going." Mystrale said so softly with such an angel face that the merchant could only believe what she said and put back the little boy on the ground. The girl smacked him behind the head, hard, grabbed his hand and walked them back to their hiding spots.

Lucas : "Whoa that was close. Good job, Mystrale for getting him in time. Told you to wait here Harry… you need to learn the tip and tricks first! Alright, lets go home that's enough emotions for one day." Said Lucas in his usual cheerful tone before walking toward the shelter. Once there they went and put the food in the fridge before each heading in their separate way.

The boss passed by Harry and informed him that the medic would come check him up at 8 that evening so that he had to take a bath and get ready for bed by that time. He spent the remaining of the day playing board games with various members of the blue stripes, getting to know the persons there and for once acting like an almost 12 years old boy and having fun. James the same medic that had checked his ankle came at 8 sharps as planned. He was a muscular 20 years old man with tattoos on his arms, crystal blue eyes and a warm smile. His hairs were blond and tied in a ponytail. He's wearing combat boots; cargo pants a sleeveless shirt and over it a white medic scientist blouse.

Medic James : "Hi there Harry. How's your ankle?"

Harry : "Hi Mr. James, my ankle is fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Medic James : "Excellent, what about your energy? What did you eat today? What did you do? Any vertigo?" The kind man kept throwing questions at the young boy and smiled warmly at the end.

Medic James : "This is excellent Harry. I will inform the boss that you are recovering well and that as long as you keep eating and sleeping well that you should be able to return to normal activity which should gives you a bit more freedom. On that note, have a good evening, should you feel any discomfort, or should you ever hurt yourself come see me or ask that someone gets me."

Harry : "Yes sir, thank you sir."