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Malfoy Manor - 25th August - Morning

Narcissa Malfoy, or as she had been known once Cissy was sat in her morning room reading the paper when her husband flounced into the room with all his usual self importance. He thought just because he had once again brought off the Minister, nearly beggaring them in the process, that he was something 'special'. Once Cissy had agreed with him, once she had been terribly attracted to him. He had been rich, he had been going places, he was good looking and powerful and so very charming. That was before she had realised what else he was. He was a sycophant, he was a follower he used his power like a club, not like a scalpel the way it should be and above all else, he preferred his Voldemort to her. Worse he had turned her son into a weak copy of himself. She would never forgive him for making it so she actively disliked her own child. Now she felt trapped, there was no divorce for one such as her, it would cause a scandal and she'd be ostracized from society. Affairs were 'discouraged' by her husband, unless they were for him. All in all she hated her life.

"Finally," he said walking in front of her with a nasty grin on her face, "I can finally be rid oof you, you dead weight shrew!"

Cissy half frowned, puckering her pretty brow, "What are you blathering about now man"

"This," he said shaking a sheaf of parchment, "This is a notice from a solicitor at Gringotts, it dissolves our marriage and I'm finally free to find someone worthy of me and to be a proper mother to Draco! Perhaps it'll be one that won't fight me every single damn last step of the way!"

Cissy was worried now, seriously worried. This oddly wasn't as bad as Divorce, not socially speaking, but the Blacks were dead and die with Sirius, she had thought it would go to Draco but apparently that wasn't true. Although the little snot might do this for his father on command, come to think of it.

"Here," he said tossing something at her, "Leave, that's a Portkey and you have five minutes to use it before I personally throw you out of the house."

"You' have to, since you keep destroying your own property and killing the elves!" she snapped back, "Imbecile"

"I want you out!" he shouted at her, "NOW!"

She picked up the Portkey, "How to I activate it. What about my things."

"Your things, as you call them, belong to the family. Not to you personally, in fact I want that wedding ring as well; maybe the next to wear it won't be such a waste. Perhaps the Greengrass girl, she's a nice looking girl, and probably knows her place as well!"

"She's not deserving of your attentions you prevented bastard!" she shot back. She held the Portkey tightly as Lucius raised a hand, wincing and then suddenly with a tug behind her navel she was whisked away.

Unknown

Cissy opened her eyes with shock laced into her expression. She hadn't been hit, thank god, he was too fond of doing that when things went wrong for him or she won a battle of the wits, which she always did. Instead she found herself in an almost alien looking place. It was dark toned, metallic with a huge window she was facing looking out at a drab wall. She looked around, it looked like some sort of command centre and she was sat in the main chair. She couldn't figure out why she was there, or indeed how had put the Portkey to land here in the first place.

Then movement in the corner of her eye caused her to whip her head around, her long blonde hair whipping around her head as she did so. Her surprise and confusion turned to shock when she saw her sister, "Bella" she said smiling slightly, "What are you doing here?"

Bella had a necklace in her hand and was smiling softly, "You remember what I did?" she asked a strange question.

"I know your...proclivities," Cissy said carefully, her sister was quite insane it was as well to be careful around her.

"I wanted you to remember, so I took this off," Bella said smiling slightly. "The madness sis gone so you can say it, that I was a mad dog, insane for a cause a cause I might add that doesn't really exist."

Cissy frowned, "what are you talking about Bella, where am I, what is this strange place?"

"I asked for you to be brought here, and I was shown a huge amount of trust when my request was granted. I want to show you something, but first let's talk Voldemort. You don't support him do you, and don't worry I won't go into a rage."

"You say that now...fair enough it's not like I have much to lose, I'm sat in all I own. No I don't, haven't for a while."

"Because he is insane, that his goal is personal and we'll get nothing. That the power, the immortality and the riches aren't for us, they are for him alone." Bella said in a soft tone, sounding almost sad. "For many years I believed him and then due to a series of events my eyes were finally opened."

Cissy was in shock, that her Voldemort devote sister was talking in such a way. "But Bella you always believed..."

Bella cut her off, "I DID, I no longer, I had my eyes opened to his real aims, his real goals and future. Then I was shown a better way, I was shown true greatness and it isn't about personal gain, it's about something so much more than that, than one single person - though it is a single person that has given us eternity, I suspect immortality when he gets around to it. You see I killed Sirius, by accident but I killed him. Rudulphos was killed in a raid gone wrong, one of many of late, and the veil was finally lifted from my eyes. I was then caught by some ancient family protective magic and forced to repay my debt to the family. Only that family wasn't the Blacks, because of me, because they are dead. We're Potter's now Cissy isn't that funny. I had feared repercussions, but I explained, I gave a vow and I got a new master."

"Harry Potter," Cissy said with a light was going off behind her eyes.

"As you say, he's a kind master, and oh so very much more than my last one."

"Is this the spell talking," Cissy asked rationally.

"No, that spell only made me swear my loyalty to him, not my utter devotion as he now has. I was sword to redeem myself in his eyes, and he gave me a room, a wonderful grand room, access to facilities out of this world - you should see the beach - and even an education that has wandered into the realm of Muggle sciences, math to be exact. Funny thing, I'm now considered at a professor of mathematics level with astronomy majors, not that they will help much, but wow do I understand more about how the world above us works now than I did before. The Wizarding view is so SMALL"

Cissy was wide eyed as she listened to her sister, "You're talking about Potter, seriously my son, twat that he is, says that Potter is nothing special."

"Because he's jealous and he has plenty to be jealous of," Bella said, "And that was before his revelation. Prophecy bound his core you know, and his mental prowess and even his very soul. They escaped the binding, and he is without doubt the cleverest man alive now and he's not constrained by either side of the line, he takes from Magical and Muggle alike and the results are astounding."

"I don't believe it" Cissy said, "While I might accept that my son was being his usual twatish self, I don't see how he's so interesting."

"Finn, execute Bella One please," Bella said

"Working" a disembodied voice said form everywhere at once.

"Who was that" Cissy asked her eyes darting around.

"The heart and soul of this vessel," Bella said, "An intelligent being Harry brought to life through his genius. The details of which are now so far beyond me as to be ridiculous. Her name is Finn, one she chose for herself."

There was a golden wave of light and the view on the window changed radically. Cissy with wide eyes stumble to her feet and walked to the window, "Why aren't we dead"

"Finn is protecting us, and the ship's body. Don't ask me for details, but that's the basic fact of it."

"Is this real?" Cissy asked looking at the slowly spinning sphere of Earth. Her brilliant blue eyes were as wide as they ever had been.

"It's real, isn't it beautiful. Voldemort promises so much, but Harry gives us the world in our grasp. He built this vessel himself, through his machines he designed and built, bit by bit working up to what you see now all around us. A vessel, it's a ship that sails the stars, and not just the stars, but a multitude of dimensions as well. He was joking about exploring Time with a change to the...hang on I memorised this... Gate Drive Dimensional Slip," Bella said with a big smile as she got it right. "Finn, show us it all"

The view pitched and turned and the vista of space was shown to Cissy with much the same results as happened to the others. "Look at it, look at the infinite possibilities, imagine the wonders and the terrors out there. Imagine what we can learn, what we can teach. IT's all there for the taking. This is a vessel of exploration but Harry already owns an almost dizzying array of dimensions to explore, we'll need to be immortal even eternal to visit even a fraction of it all." Bella said her tone soft seductive. "Wouldn't you like to be a part of that? Be a part of such an expansive dream that it leaves Voldemort's false promises in the dust?"

Cissy nodded wordlessly. Bella smiled, "Finn, please take us back."

The ship was washed with a golden wave of light and the view changed to the drab wall again. "This 'dry dock' is in a pocket dimension. There is an area inside this ship the size of Ireland that feeds us with oxygen. It's simply a marvel, a wonderful beautiful marvel of science and magical potential and Harry created it all from nothing more than a mere thought."

"Dear god," Cissy breathed, "Does he want me though?"

"I said you'd make a good diplomatic officer, and political officer, traditionally that's somewhat of a dark role, but in fact you would see to it he knows about moral and make sure there are events for the crew to enjoy as we get more of them. While you would also advice and help with first contact situations. Lavender Brown, giggling girl that she was, is now the premier language expert in the entire world. Harry made her into it, and he'll make you perfect for the role as well. He takes people and turns them into what he needs and you'll do it willingly because you want to be a part of something bigger and more special than anything you previously dreamed of."

Cissy nodded, "I'm in, I'm really in, but..." she fingered her robe, "I have nothing - at all - to offer him in return."

"He wants your loyalty and your company on his massive adventure and exploration of the multiversity of it all." Bella said, "I said much the same thing to him, and he replied with what I just told you. He's real, he's what we all hoped Voldemort was, but his scope is universal. Eventually I see him bring the world into his ream and people will flock to him not out of fear or personal gain, those are evils coins, but because they believe in it and him, that he is capable of delivering the promises he makes. As it stands he has promised nothing to any of us, he's just shown us what he's already achieved and we all trampled each other to join him."

Cissy looked at her sister steadily, "Dear god, you sound like you're in love."

Bella frowned, "It's not like that - well maybe, but really, it's about him." He'd never touch me of all people and it's not like he's short of offers, you should see his 'girlfriend' who's rather open minded about other women."

"He's politically powerful," Cissy said after a moment, "I can help him wield that."

"And that's something else to offer to help with, but don't try to drive him forward, show him the way and let him do it himself. He's scarily intelligent and any manipulations you might have in mind WILL fail and then you might miss out on what I just showed you."

"I understand, thank you for the warning." Cissy said, swishing her skirt slightly as she thought.

"He is very attractive though, so if you want to take him to your bed I would." Bella said with a small smirk.

"God knows it's been years for me," Cissy said, "But he's my sons age, he'd run screaming."

"I'll bet he doesn't, while not as old, his girl is 25" Bella said, "He'll need a LOT of children to carry on the potter name, you're not past that age yet."

"Are you seriously suggesting that I let him impregnate me, we'd not be married?"

"He'd not refuse the child," Bella told her, "It would be given his name."

"That's terribly tempting, but then, you of all people know how I feel about Lucius' spawn."

Bella smiled, "So; you want to do this?"

"Stupid question sister dear, I'd kill for this."

"That you don't have to do, but there is one proviso that even I am doing"

"Oh?"

"Acceptance, he has friends who are houses elves, and he adores them, a Muggle born is his best friend, he talks with Acromantula's and centaurs a half giant is counted among his friends and his 'daughter' is what he calls a ME (Magical Entity) a sentient computer program really."

"A what," Cissy asked confused by the term.

"He'll explain better than I can, but you get the point I trust."

"Let go of old prejudices," Cissy said, 2Gladly," she said with a smile, "I've always felt people should be judged on their worth personally and individually and not by species something I've always kept to myself of course. Shame I had to lose Andromeda because of father's own little quirks."

"Talking of which, she should be getting notice that she's been accepted back into the family, well the new one. That gives her a goodly measure of protection; the Potters were serious about such things after all."

"Excellent, I shall compose a letter to her soon," Cissy said, "As long as I can afford some parchment, as I have NO money right now."

Bella smiled, "Being in the Potters comes with some marvellous benefits," she said reaching into her robes and pulling out a bank book and Gringotts key. "This is your personal trust fund, one Muggle and one Wizarding. You get 5000 galleons a month in the Wizarding and about what was it, still new you know...100,000 pounds sterling in Muggle, that's a LOT of money. Harry needs to set up your access, but I also have this for you," she said reaching into her pocket and pulling out a familiar necklace, "Put this on don't take it off, it's an emergency Portkey sort of, works from anywhere invisible always on top of your clothes and centre to your chest, and when I say anywhere I really mean it. It can't be taken off by anyone either."

Cissy put on the necklace that glowed and disappeared, "I can still feel it."

"Yank on it hard to return to the nexus, which by the way is one scary looking place when you annoy it." Bella said, "I was on the wrong side of the defences when I first got here luckily I didn't trigger the active attacks."

"What else," Cissy asked.

"Shield goes up when you arrive; it'll drop once you're keyed in and if it's safe on the Island. Harry does some seriously dangerous work here, but first hint of trouble and they will activate and send you to the nexus where the shield is going to protect you from anything."

Cissy nodded, "Somewhere to live?"

"Sorted already, you're next to me, I can lead you there, and Harry will signal me when you're clear to move around. You're only safe here because Finn was expecting you." Bella said shrugging off her robes. Underneath she was wearing a tight crushed velvet dress that hugged her curves like a second skin, still looked gothic but very attractive and the split flashed some leg and showed high heels. She smirked, "Can't hurt to try to get him to notice me," she said off her sister's look, "Its Muggle here - get used to it. Irena will get your wardrobe; she is only waiting on your arrival. She had to do something special for my...tastes, but her personal seamstress will sort you out. Trust me, she has quite the eye you'll love her."

"Okay," Cissy said with a carefree shrug, "New clothes make me happy. I can o without baggy robes if they show off the body in such a flattering way as that, I just realised your teeth have been fixed an you've done your hair into a nice messy bun as well, how long did it take you to tame that mob you called a hair do?"

"Took a Muggle stylist about an hour," Bella said, "Was a fun experience, even I like to be spoiled sometimes. Oh a warning, make no overt moves towards either Harry or Irena around Faith," she said with a chagrined smile, "She put me on my arse in a blink when I went to ... hug Irena."

"You don't hug," Cissy said.

"I was feeling girly, anyway Faith apologised but I'm happy she did it, it means she's as capable as I gave her credit for. She's a slayer you know."

"A Myth" Cissy asked.

"A real being, and there are thousands of them now, Harry scored one for a body guard."

"Well, what a house of wonders we have here," Cissy said with every apparent sign of delight, "Oh don't look so surprised, life has been so boring since school. Now I have such opportunity and perhaps I'll be able to play politics as well, what fun!"

Bella smirked, "You convince Harry and I'll bet he'll let you run with it as long as you vote as he would."

"I'll be sure to," Cissy said, "I want to beat my 'ex' at his own game"

"Harry is so very extremely rich, it's staggering by the way," Bella mentioned in passing as her 'watch' beeped, she smiled, "You're keyed in let's go check out your room. You won't know what half the stuff does, but ask that Hermione girl, she's brilliant and not as scarily smart as Harry who tends to forget no one is quite as much of a genius as he is."

"Oh the Muggleborn girl that Draco was always whinging about I can't WAIT to meet her!"

"Come on, I'll introduce you" Bella said holding out her arm for her sister to take, who did just that and they walked off the bridge together.

Chantelle House - 25th August - Mid Afternoon

Irena looked at the elegant beautiful woman Bella had brought to her. It was hard to imagine that Bellatrix LeStrange was related to this blonde, they were like polar opposites. Irena did actually know about Bella's past as Harry had confessed all to her and her alone. He really didn't realise that in the past she'd have sold him up the river with that information. Of course now she couldn't contemplate doing so. He had gotten to her, gotten through her barriers she had placed around her after her parents death go through the layers of ice and sarcasm, through the thinly veiled bitterness and jadedness to the warm loving woman underneath. It was a marvel to Irena and now he had shared his dreams with her, his hopes and visions for the future and she was utterly enraptured with him. So she knew just about everything that went on at the Island. She had nightly phone calls when he wasn't totally engrossed in a project. At that moment in time he was supposed to be resting up, sleeping in a bit and generally taking it easy after half killing himself to get DogStar finished on his private schedule. She knew about Bella the hard decision he had made to put Sirius's death in the past where it truly belonged, to accept Bella into the fold despite the danger. She also hadn't been fooled by Faith just happening to want to go shopping with them when she had taken Bella out.

But this elegant beautiful blonde was her sister, it was surprising. Admittedly she had now seen the attractive side of Bella who appeared to now want to make the best of her looks. She was almost insane about her teeth care now as well, something said by Harry had made her self-conscious about it. So while Bella had her own beauty, especially now and in that rather gothic style of hers it was hard to relate her to Cissy who looked like a socialite and perhaps even royalty. With classic good looks, a perfectly trim figure despite having a child - the bitch - and unless Irena missed her guess was having a whale of a time being fitted for new clothing. This was a woman used to having a great deal of money. She was used to buying clothes as if they were a precious resource and she wanted them all.

Harry was of course footing the bill for this and he was stupidly rich now, and becoming ever more so as the Goblins sold a wide array of precious and not so precious gems and metals. His new Alloys alone were worth a major fortune especially the Mithiril (they insisted apparently) that he had never used personally. So it was fine that Cissy was buying outfits like it was going out of fashion, Irena just found it amusing. Apparently both Bella and Cissy had checked and Bella had admitted she had told Harry just what Cissy was like while shopping. It was fun to watch her though, she had a grace to her did Cissy, and was graceful to those around her. It was hard to think she had been married to that jerk Malfoy for so many years. She used her influence like a rapier while he was more of the bastard sword variety of power usage, in all meanings of bastard.

"That looks nice Cissy," Irena said spotting a particular material that would look great on her.

Cissy smiled, "I do believe you're right Irena," she said, "I'll take a dress in that please."

The fact she said please was a wonder unto itself and showed she was making some form of effort to fit in with the rest of Harry's burgeoning Harem, even if Harry wasn't yet aware it was one. Irena did wonder if Cissy had designs on Harry, the other woman was being particularly friendly to Irena, a Madam of all things and well down on the social list for a woman like Cissy. She didn't appear to be a snob; either, not by action or thought as best Irena could tell. They were having a fairly intelligent running conversation as well, showing there was a working mind under that 100 galleon haircut.

Irena hated to admit it, because she loathed her ex-husband but she LIKED Cissy quite a bit and from a short conversation as well. "How are your politics," Irena asked dropping that bomb into the running conversation.

"Good but rusty," Cissy said pausing in her thought processes.

"Harry needs help there, for all his intelligence he's useless at three things, naming things, being diplomatic and working the lines of power. Its' going to be up to you to do that."

"I had hoped he might make use of me there."

"Give him options, I'll recommend you for the role, he generally listens to me - he really is a darling to have as a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend," Cissy asked carefully.

"I'm aware I'm older but he makes I ta none issue by having lived such a hard life that he's rather too mature, more than me at times." Irena informed her, "I've insisted he keep his options open, if you're interested, but he's rather blind to advances, he totally missed several of mine until I came out and told him to have sex with me and that I was taking his virginity. He's a special VIP here and has yet to take advantage of that fact despite the fact I have several girls that would help him in all aspects of the ...experience."

"I see," Cissy said slowly.

"As I said diplomatic," Irena said with a smile, "I'm a Madam Cissy you can be blunt with me."

"You are not a good match for a man in his position," Cissy said taking her at her word.

"I have no intention of marrying him. He can take a politically correct wife, if you can convince him to o so and I'll gladly be the much loved mistress. As would other if they were given the chance. I'm fairly sure Lavender has fallen head over heels with her saviour. But by the way, I am a pureblood. I just have a job that isn't widely respected."

"A Pureblood from where," Cissy asked.

"Russia originally," Irena informed her.

"Interesting, your line," she asked

"Isomov, cousins to the Romanov royal family, officially I'm about tenth in the line of succession."

"Rather close then, but of course the barbarians abolished the royal line, I had thought destroyed it"

"Not on the Wizarding side," Irena told her with a grin.

"Still your urh... profession is not suitable for his wife" Cissy said regretfully.

"I'll bear his children one day, but I don't need his name for that."

"My sister was talking about children she wanted me to bear him some." Cissy said candidly.

"That's not a bad idea; I would like it if the Potter name became a dynasty." Irena said with a small smile and a faraway look in her eyes.

"Apparently he's not short of choices," Cissy said, "I may be willing myself, but I'd rather like to choose for myself."

"Of course," Irena said shocked she would think otherwise, "Totally voluntary all of this is. You are always free to do as you will. Harry won't force you into anything and nor will I. I try to direct him and give advice to those coming into his circle especially of roles they could fill."

"Taking well to the traditional Matriarch role then," Cissy said with a tiny smile.

"It's my job to guide people, to see to their needs and attend to their desires to make things happen for them, I'm just applying that in my personal life for a man I have to admit I'm falling rather reply in love with."

Cissy nodded slightly, "I think you do a good job," she said respectfully. "I talked with him briefly earlier, his face lit up when he talked about you."

Irena smiled softly, "He's a very special man."

"You still aren't a good match"

"I know"

"I heard of a plan," Cissy said suddenly, "I was going to tell Harry directly, but I think you're better placed to deal with this."

"Go on..."

"Well Voldemort intends to..."

Potter Castle, Midday

Harry walked through 'his' castle enjoying the sense of the place. He still wasn't sure if he had an ME here or not, but it felt like it was alive in a way that only Hogwarts and then DogStar did. He was now well rested, but hungry so he redirected his meandering walk through the castle towards the huge kitchen fitted out with the latest and greatest kitchen appliances he had been able to lay hands on. Most of it was Muggle but there were automatic washing sinks and washing machines that automatically ironed the clothes for you in there as well.

He walked through the rear corridors of the castle and then finally to the big oaken door that signified he had found the kitchen. He could have called Dobby or Winky, but sometimes it was nice to visit them apart from seeing them at mealtimes.

He opened the door to a virtual cacophony of noise and promptly tripped over a small ginger kitten.

"What the fudge." He said looking around. Every available surface was covered in kittens of all shapes and sizes and colours. They ranged in age from a few weeks and only just away from their mothers to a year old and they were making a racket, and playing and fighting and a host of other things and it was like a scene out of a comedy movie. In the general ruckus Winky and Dobby were dancing thought the throngs of kittens not stepping on a single one with plates full of kitten food.

They turned at his exclamation and grinned at him, "Dobby what in the nine hells is going on here."

"Ohh it be terrible Harry Sir," Dobby said, "All these catses being abandoned and in need of loving home"

"Oh," Harry said, "Seriously"

"When Dobby be shopping for supply of DogStar big shippy thing, I hearing a kitten crying so I went for a looksee and found a bag of kittens dumped in sludgy river Harry Sir. So I rescued them, then Winky tolds me to go find if others being in same boat. There were hundreds, so I took the prettiest of them here and the rest to a shelter thingy."

"That's awful; you didn't overload a rescue shelter did you?"

"No Harry sir, I went round several."

"Did you get their names," Harry said

"I did sir" Dobby said, "So I could check on catses."

"Well give me a list," Harry said, "I'll make a donation and give them plenty of money. Wow I like cats, but this is a lot of cats. How many are there."

"Dobby not be knowing sir, they keep moving when I try to count them little rascals" he said fondly.

"Winky be lovin' the little balls of fluff," Winky put in.

"Just remember Winky, they grow up into big hissing, spitting balls of murderous rage sometimes" Harry said with a chuckle.

"Oh noes sir, they all being so pretty and soft, we'll give them all the love they need to grow into big soft fluffy balls of kindness," Winky said.

"Might well work," Harry said, "Oddly I got a lot of information about cats and dogs in my download, so right now we need flee treatment, good kitten food for the young ones, I suggest going to a vet and asking for their best food. You'll also need to set up a list of their names and giving it to the vet; I suggest splitting them over several vets come to think of it. Otherwise the RSPCA will be onto us."

"Dobby be doing," Dobby said with a firm nod that sent his ears flapping around his head, "Be doing anything to keep catses happy and safe."

"I know you will Dobby, now where's Fluff?"

"Fluffy be keeping her special box, be fighting off older cats to have it."

"That's my girl, thanks Winky, where is that box?"

"Over by the cupboard with tinses in it master Harry," Winky said

Harry nodded and made his way over to it and smiled as he saw Fluff curled up in a tiny ball and sleeping, "Seems a shame to disturb her"

"She's be missing her master," Dobby said. "We's can be telling the same way we can tell when a master wants something or us to be coming."

"Really, that would make you damn useful for animal keeping," Harry said, "Can you teach me that?"

Dobby nodded slowly, "Harry sir has elfses worthy control over his magic, and we are able to teach you everything we can do."

"For now can you teach me to sense what they want and are thinking?"

"It not be like wizard magic, you need to reach out with your heart, to love her and touch her heart and brightest spark with yours." Dobby said looking at Harry very seriously.

Harry frowned as he worked his way through Dobby's instructions, "Are you talking about a soul?"

"Yes, that be the human term for it, Harry Sirs' being powerful and open" Dobby said, "It is what'll allow you to use our gifts."

"Right, I felt my soul when I became unlocked, I think I can contact that again."

"Dobby is telling you if you do," Dobby said and Winky walked up beside him cradling a kitten in her arms like a baby. Stroking it and cooing to it softly as she watched Dobby teaching Harry.

Harry focused on the feelings he had when his core and everything else overwhelmed the prophecy especially the part where his soul seemed to overrun the shard in his forehead.

"That being it," Dobby said, "I's seeing it now."

"I feel...emotive," Harry said carefully trying to keep a hold of the feeling.

"Now Harry sir be touching Kitten with it," Dobby said.

Harry did as he was asked, reaching out with that metaphysical aspect, the untold power of the soul, it began to resonate with the sleeping kittens desires even its cat like thought processes. It was a beautiful thing, somewhat alien but oh so beautiful, that tears sprang up in his eyes and flowed down his cheeks.

Dobby smiled softly, "Harry Sir being very clever, a great and powerful wizard indeed. Now feel what Catses wants."

"She wants a ... comfort, a hug, she wants a hug."

"Then you should be giving her one Harry Sir," Dobby said with a warm smile.

Harry scoped up the kitten and comforted it, hugging it against his chest and kissing it on the head, transmitting his love for it via the bond he could now feel between them. It wasn't like the bond between him and Hedwig and later Fawkes, that was a mostly magical connection this was more primal than that, but as impressive and profound, perhaps more so because it was a touching of the soul the seemingly infinite powerful soul.

"Dobby be teaching Harry Sir, More Elf secrets later, if Harry be wishing to learn them. Dobby be getting permission from ancient and wise Elfses council to do this. Dobby be telling them what an amazing being Harry Potter Sir is, what a great and Powerful wizard and they be asking his help, Dobby be saying he ask Harry Sir for help to free Elfses from ancient curse that binds us to wizard kind a great and dark curse it being."

Harry looked at Dobby very seriously reaching out with his soul to his friend who met him halfway and shared himself with Harry. Harry smiled warmly at one of his best non human friends and nodded a simple acceptance, "Of course Dobby, for you I'll do it. Do you have a copy of the original curse?"

"Council be having ancient documents, some might have stuff in" Dobby said, "Dobby will fetch after Master be dealing with nasty Snake man."

"You said some elves don't want to be free, won't they be angry."

"They don't know what it's like to be free elf like Dobby, they can't be knowing, some happy with their place, and some not. Freedom from curse will give freedom to stay where they being or not. Some will want to serve and some will run away."

"Then we need to give them a home, somewhere to run to. I'll make the arrangements and then you can spread the word my friend."

"Dobby be so proud that Harry sir be calling him friend. That he call Dobby and Winky his family too. We'll stay with you, not because curse tells us to, but because we be loving you."

Harry's tears fell a little more as he smiled an emotional smile, "Thank you my friends."