The Alexander Chronicles Year 3: The Mystery of Prisoner Black
Chapter 1: Summer Days
This is a rewrite of old version of The Alexander Chronicles Year 3; The Mystery Of The Prisoner Black. I will mostly focus on plot holes and spelling mistakes. I hope you will enjoy it.
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Alexander Bonteri wasn´t an ordinary boy. He might seem like a normal thirteen year old boy if you passed him on the street. However, if you knew him or simply looked at his room. You would know that wasn´t the case.
Alex´s room were full of strange books, quills, parchments, cauldrons, a wood stick and pictures of Alex and his friends. The last part may seemed like a normal thing to have, but in instead of staying still; the persons in the pictures moved around. Alex wasn´t a normal boy far from it. He was a wizard, who had just finished his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It should have been his second year, but a stay at the wizard hospital St Mungo's had chanced that. Still Hogwarts had worth the wait, as the school had great. At his short time at Hogwarts Alex had learned that he was one of the only living heirs to Salazar Slytherin one of Hogwarts´ founders. Sadly, it also meant that Alex was related to Lord Voldemort. Alex´s relation to Slytherin was only know by him, his close family and his headmaster Professor Dumbledore.
This summer had been a busy one. Alex´s teachers at his new magic school had given him a lot of essays for the summer. Luckily, he had gotten all of them done already, so he could soon enjoy the rest of his summer. He had even finished the History of Magic essay, for Alex that was the most boring subject at Hogwarts, with the most boring teacher ever. Alex was also being schooled in pure-blood etiquette by his grandfather during the summer. The good thing about it was that his grandfather didn´t think they were better due to their blood status, which made the lessons quit amusing.
It was about nine in the afternoon; Alex was sitting alone in his room, adding finishing touches on the history essay.
"How is my favourite grandson?" a voice sounded from the door. Alex looked up and smiled. There in the doorframe stood a medium high man in a dark blue suit. The man had grey hair, green eyes. It was Alex´s grandfather.
"Grandpa!" Alex said as he ran over and gave the man that was the closest thing he had to a father a hug, "I am fine just finishing this boring History essay." He added as he broke the hug.
"Yes I remember Professor Binns being more effective than Sleeping Draught."
Alex smiled, and then noticed the Daily Prophet in his grandfather´s hand. On the paper´s front page was a picture of a man with black shoulder length hair, a moustache, in prison robes, and was screaming and moving violently. "Is that?" Alex asked pointing at the paper.
Fredric starred at the paper before answering, "Yeah that is Sirius Black. He is the one who has escaped Azkaban." Alex had already head of it. The ministry had been on high alert ever since Sirius Black had escaped from the wizard prison Azkaban, and the Prophet had written a lot about it. Black had been a big supporter of Voldemort. Before Black had had been captured then Black had killed thirteen people with one curse. Naturally, a lot a people was freaked out about Black´s escape.
Alex´s mother was also acting weird about the whole thing. She looked away every time she saw a wanted poster of Black and she often sat in her study. Alex was sure that he even had heard her cry one time. He had of course asked her if something was wrong, and she had told him that she had went to school with Black and it just was weird to see a classmate like that. Alex didn´t believe her, there had to be more.
"I thought Azkaban was supposed to be unescapable?" Alex commented after a while. It had been another thing that had bothering him.
"Yes, it should, and that is the problem. Black is the first one who have done it. Here you could read about it if you want." Fredric said as he handed Alex the Prophet.
After a few minutes of reading, Alex looked up. "Is it true that nobody have any idea how he escaped?" He asked.
"It will be one of the things; Black will be forced to answer after the dementors bring him in. Even Black will have trouble stopping those creatures. "
"Hey Grandpa is there a way to stop them? You knew the dementors. I mean they sound very unfriendly."
Alex´s grandfather looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "They are Alex. They are the worst. The dementors freed on happy memories leaving you only with the bad behind Most of the prisoners go insane after a while. I hope you never have to encounter those foul creatures, but in case, you do, yes, there is a way. It is called the Patronus charm. If it is done successfully. It will produce a small shied or some mist that either blocks or drive the dementors away. However this spell is very difficult to master."
"Why?"
"In order to produce a strong patronus, you need, besides saying the incarnation expecto patronum, a truly happy memory, one that fills you with joy. If the memory is powerful enough, the patronus will be corporeal."
"But you need a wand to do it right?"
"Yes, of course you do."
Alex nodded, as his grandfather shoot his theory down about Black has used the patronus charm to escape, "Hey Grandpa can you do a corporeal patronus?"
Fredric smiled "Well of course I can. However, it will always be easier to produce the charm without the presence of the dementors. Do you want to see?"
Alex nodded eager to see some advance magic. Fredric took out is wand, cleared his throat and said, "expecto patronum." Out of his wand came a silvery mist that formed into a panther. Alex starred at it in amazement.
"Showing of again father?" Cyrina asked as the panther faded away.
"Just showing the boy some useful magic Cyrina."
Cyrina laughed, "Yes I know, hope you listen to your grandfather Alexander. He is the best in the family to produce a patronus." Cyrina looked at the Prophet, and her smiled faded a bit. "There is no reason to show Alexander that stuff father." Alex frowned; why didn´t she want him to read the Prophet. Alex often read that paper, and his mother had never said anything before.
"Cyrina, I can hardly keep it from him. It is everywhere."
"Then he will hear about it soon enough." Cyrina said, as she took the Prophet from Alex. Again, Alex noticed that she want to look at the picture of Black. "I don´t want Alexander to worry about that terrible man."
"Why would I worry about him?" Alex asked.
Cyrina´s eyes flickered. "Because he is dangerous. He killed a lot of innocent people."
Alex looked at his mother and gave a brave smile. "Don´t worry mum. I am sure that that Black guy will be captured soon."
"Right." Cyrina smiled back. "Yes you are right. I think I just need a cup of tea."
"Is mum okay?" Alex asked his grandfather as Cyrina had walked down to the kitchen.
"Yes, she is just stressed I think." Fredric said. "There is nothing to worry about."
"But she uh-"
"Alexander your mother will be fine. As I said she just have a lot to think about." Alex didn´t understand, why had the situation with Black given her things to think about? "I actually wanted to talk to Alexander. I have found some more information on our ancestors."
"Really what news?" Alex said.
"Well as you know Salazar Slytherin had two sons Bellus and Seleucus. Now history tells us that Seleucus strongly disagreed with his father´s views, and he suffered for that. Even his brother who Seleucus first was on good terms with, started to hate him. Eventually Seleucus chose to leave his family, when his mother died of dragon pox. Gordric Gryffindor who was old friend Salazar decided to help the young Seleucus to get a new home and he even taught him all he knew. Not long after Seleucus had left, Salazar died as well. Making Bellus the head of the Slytherin family."
"Why did Gordric take Seleucus in?"
"I told you; Gordric and Salazar used to be best friends, Gordric was even Seleucus´ godfather."
"So Seleucus were taught both by Slytherin and Gryffindor?"
Frederic nodded and smiled, "Yes I would imagine that he was a lot like you. Now as you know he married a half-blood and started his own family. The gift of talking to snakes was eventually lost, since nobody cared about blood-purity"
"It still doesn´t explain why I can speak parseltongue. I mean why me?"
"Well," Fredric began, "you how in the old fairy tales the hero were given a gift. Maybe that is the reason."
Alex nodded a bit disappointed, "I am not a hero grandpa. I am just nobody."
"A hero doesn´t mean to be the one who saves the world. A hero is one who does good things for others. You are a hero, and a great wizard Alex. You proved that at your first year at Hogwarts. Don´t ever tell me otherwise." Fredric said. "Alexander you are a hero in here" Alex´s grandfather pointed at his heart, causing Alex to smile.
"Thanks, it really means a lot."
They were silent for a while. "Well I don´t know about you but I could use a good cup of tea." Frederic said causing Alex to laugh as he followed the man to the kitchen. Cyrina already was sitting there, and when she saw them, she smiled and asked Pixy to fetch some tea. Just as Pixy had brought it over, there was a knock on the door.
"Alex will you get that."
Alex nodded and walked over to the door. As he opened it, he was surprised to see a nervous smiling Harry Potter. He was standing there with his trunk standing next to him, and Alex could see Hedwig on a tree behind him. "Harry? What are you doing here?" Harry was a friend that Alex had made when he had started at Hogwarts. Harry had been a big help when Alex had to settle in at the Gryffindor house.
"Well, I kind of got in trouble, and you said if I needed a place, I could come to you. So can I come in?" Harry asked looking around.
Alex nodded, "Yes of course." Alex said stepping aside so Harry could get in. "What kind of trouble are you in?"
Before Harry could answer, Cyrina appeared behind Alex, "Who is it dear?" She paused as she noticed Harry.
"Mum this is Harry Potter, one of my friends from school."
Cyrina smiled. "I know. Please come inside. Pixy!" with a pop the little house elf appeared.
"You called mistress."
"Yes Pixy, please take Harry´s trunk to one of the guestroom. The one next to Alexander´s room"
As Pixy disappeared, Harry walked shyly into the house, looking around.
"So Harry, we were just having tea, would you like to join us?" Cyrina asked.
"Yes thank you Mrs. Bonteri" Harry said, as he was being lead into the kitchen.
As Harry stepped inside. He was met by Alex´s grandfather.
"Harry this is my grandfather." Alex said pointing at grandfather. "And this my friend Harry Potter." He finish while pointing at Harry with his thumb.
Frederic went up to shake Harry´s hand and welcoming him the house.
"So you mentioned you had gotten in to trouble Harry?" Alex said quietly.
"Trouble, what kind of trouble?" Fredric asked.
"Uh well I kind of uh maybe I shouldn't have come. I don´t want to get you in to trouble as well."
"Nonsense Harry. Tell us so we can help." Cyrina said.
"Well I" but before Harry could say more, the fireplace, in the living room roared op, and a voice was heard. "Hallo is anybody home?"
"I got it." Fredric said as he got up and walked into the living room. "Cornelius what can I do for you?"
"Frederic, I am looking for Mr. Potter. He is at your daughter´s house right?" The minister said, Alex noticed that Harry paled, making Alex wonder what Harry had done.
"Indeed he is minister, please come."
Another roar was heard from the fireplace, and moments later the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge entered the kitchen. The minister was wearing his pinstriped suit, scarlet tie, black clock and green bowler. "Good evening, Mr Bonteri, Mr Potter," he said to Alex and Harry, before walking up to Cyrina, "Cyrina, hope I not intruding in your lovely home."
"Not at all minister. Can I offer you anything; tea, butterbear, or maybe fire whisky?"
"Just tea thank you." The Minister said with a smile, "would you mind having it sent to the sitting room."
Cyrina nodded, "Yes of course Cornelius", she said to before asked Pixey to help.
"Good then boys follow me if you will," the Minister said, and Harry and Alex began to follow.
"Alexander, this is Harry´s business." Cyrina said sternly stopping her son.
"Oh it is okay. Alex can be here as well Cyrina." The Minister said, causing Cyrina to nod at Alex.
Alex and Harry followed the Minister into the sitting room. "Sit down, Harry, Alexander," said Fudge, indicating a chairs by the fire.
Harry and Alex sat down. Once again, Alex looked over to Harry. He looked nervous and afraid, and it once again made Alex wonder how much trouble Harry was in? Surly it couldn´t be that bad, then again the minister was here. Fudge took off his cloak and tossed it aside, then hitched up the trousers of his pinstriped suit and sat down opposite Harry and Alex.
"I am Cornelius Fudge, Harry. The Minister of Magic." The Minister told them.
Alex already knew this, of course; he had seen Fudge once before, as he had been the one who had witnessed Hermione's petrifying last year. And from what Harry had told Alex then he also knew who the Minister was.
Just as the Minister was about to continue Pixey arrived with the tea and some crumpets.
Well, Harry," said Fudge, pouring out tea, "you've had us all in a right flap, I don't mind telling you. Running away from your aunt and uncle's house like that! I'd started to think… but you're safe, and that's what matters." Alex looked at the Minister, all this because Harry had ran away, not that Alex didn´t understood his friend. Actually, what he didn´t understood was why Harry hadn´t ran away sooner. The Minister´s concern must be related to Black´s escape.
Fudge buttered himself a crumpet and push the plate towards Alex and Harry. Harry was still was shaking with nerves.
"Eat, Harry you look staving. Now where was I, Yes, you will be pleased that we have dealt with the unfortunate blowing-up of you oh aunt? Miss Marjorie Dursley."
Alex nearly chocked on the crumpet he had taken, Harry had blown his aunt up. Wow that was intense, Alex noticed that Fudge was looking at him, he muttered a small "Sorry."
"Yes, as I was saying two members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad were dispatched to Privet Drive, and after some auguring her brother" Fudge paused clearly his people had told him about Harry´s uncle, "they managed they to puncture her and remove her memory of the incident. She won´t remember a thing. So now harm done".
Fudge smiled at Harry and Alex over the rim of his teacup, rather like an uncle surveying favourite nephews. Alex look from Fudge to Harry, who had opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out so he closed it again.
"Ah, you're worrying about the reaction of your aunt and uncle?" said Fudge. "Well, I won't deny that they are extremely angry, Harry, but they are prepared to take you back next summer as long as you stay at Hogwarts for the Christmas and Easter holidays."
Harry finally regained his voice "I always stay at Hogwarts during Christmas and Easter, I don´t even want to return to them during summer, in fact I don´t want to see them ever again." he said hardly.
Alex looked at his friend with concern in his eyes, Harry was a private person therefore Alex never knew much of Harry´s home life. He had tried talking to Harry about it sometimes, but he had always told him not to worry. Still Alex was sure that Harry´s family wasn´t nice. He had suspected it since his second day at Hogwarts.
"Now, now, I'm sure you'll feel differently once you've calmed down," said Fudge in a worried tone. "They are your family, after all, and I'm sure you are fond of each other — er — very deep down." To Alex the minister didn´t sounded so sure.
"I refuse to go back." Harry said.
For a second Alex wonder if, Harry could live with him and his family. It would be cool. Then they could be like brothers. "Let us deal with it later Mr Potter, maybe you will think different later. As for now we need to figure out where you can stay this summer."
"Can´t I stay here?"
Fudge nodded, "yes I shall talk to Mrs. Bonteri about it. I will be right back." He was about leave when.
"Hang on," blurted Harry. "What about my punishment?"
"Punishment?" Alex thought. "Why on earth did he have to be so bloody noble and bring that up? He was just about to get away scott free and he had to ruin it."
Fudge blinked. "Punishment?"
"I broke the law!" Harry said. "The Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry!" Alex rolled his eyes and ate the last bit of his crumpet, that law was ridiculous; a pureblood family could get a permit so their children could use magic.
"Oh, my dear boy, we're not going to punish you for a little thing like that!" cried Fudge, waving his crumpet impatiently. "It was clearly an accident! We don't send people to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts!" Harry and Alex shared a strange glance, this was this a new policy. The Ministry was normally very strict about this.
"Last year, I got an official warning just because a house-elf smashed a pudding in my uncle's house!" Harry told Fudge, frowning. "The Ministry of Magic said I'd be expelled from Hogwarts if there was any more magic there!"
Unless Alex´s eyes were deceiving them, Fudge was suddenly looking awkward.
"Circumstances change, Harry…We have to take into account…in the present climate…Surely you don't want to be expelled?"
"Of course not," said Harry, Alex nodded nonchalantly.
"Well then, what's all the fuss about?" Fudge laughed. "Now, have a crumpet, Harry while I have a small word with Cyrina."
"You blew you aunt up?" Alex asked, as soon Fudge had closed the door.
Harry smiled sheepishly as he took a crumpet, "Yeah, but it is was an accident," he added quickly "but maybe she sort of deserve it." He added making Alex laugh.
"Okay, but was I the only one who thought it was odd."
"Odd? What do you mean?"
"Well," Alex paused. "The Minister is showing up simply because of some underage magic. I mean he didn´t even want you punish you. So why even brother showing up at all?"
Harry nodded, "yeah I was thinking the same. Do you have any idea why?"
"Maybe," Alex began, "you know about Black right?" Harry nodded. "Well he was said to be Voldemort right hand man, so maybe the Minster just wanted to make sure you were safe from him. I mean; Black most likely wants you dead, so maybe Fudge is just happy to see you alive."
Just then, the door opened and a smiling Fudge retuned "I have talked with Cyrina and she have agreed you can live her for the rest summer. However you must not leave this house unless one of the adults knows about it."
"Okay," Harry said slowly with a nod. "But why?"
"Don't want to lose you again, do we?" said Fudge with a hearty laugh. "No, no… best we know where you are… I mean…" Fudge cleared his throat loudly and picked up his black cloak. "Well, I'll be off, plenty to do, you know…" It was then Alex saw an opening.
"Have you had any luck with Black yet?" he asked the Minister.
Fudge's finger slipped on the silver fastenings of his cloak. "What's that? Oh, you've heard?"
Alex nodded, "It have been in the prophet sir."
"Yes it have been. No, not yet, but it's only a matter of time. The Azkaban guards have never yet failed… and they are angrier than I've ever seen them." Fudge shuddered slightly. "Don´t worry about this Black will never be a threat to your children. So, I'll say good-bye."
He held out his hand and Harry shook it. Alex, shaking it next.
"Er — Minister? Can I ask you something?" Harry spoke up.
"Certainly," said Fudge with a smile.
"Well, third years at Hogwarts are allowed to visit Hogsmeade, but my aunt and uncle didn't sign the permission form for me. D'you think you could —?"
Fudge was looking uncomfortable. "Ah," he said. "No, no, I'm very sorry, Harry, but as I'm not either of your parent or guardian —"
"But you're the Minister of Magic," Harry said eagerly. "If you gave me permission…"
"No, I'm sorry, Harry, but rules are rules," said Fudge flatly. "Perhaps you'll be able to visit Hogsmeade next year. In fact, I think it's best if you don't… yes… well, I'll be off. Enjoy your stay, Harry." With those words, the minister left.
"Well that sucks?" Alex said.
"Yeah" Harry nodded as Cyrina entered the room.
"So Alex, will show Harry where he will sleep, then I send Pixey up with some goodies to you room and let your boys, what do you call it hang out."
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Harry´s point of view.
Harry was a bit surprised how big the house Alex lived in was. There was a lot of guest room, a big dining hall, some offices, a big library and a swimming pool among other things. Alex explained that many magical houses were bigger in the inside. After Alex had shown Harry around, they talked a bit with Alex´s grandfather, before he and Alex left for Alex´s room.
As Harry stepped into the room, he could help but be amazed Alex, it was large, again lager then it appeared from the outside. It was filled with different stuff both muggle (like a small television) and magical, and yet all was neatly organized. The room had a king´s size bed at the window, and desk at the other end. There were a lot on books on the shelf, along with pictures of all of Alex´s friends and family, some of them had Harry, Hermione and Alex in them and others had Alex´s friends from the Slytherin house in them, however most them was of Daphne. Harry saw that one of the house elves already had brought the food up.
"Wow you have a cool room Alex," Harry said still looking around the room.
"Thanks, I try to keep it simple."
"You sure have a lot of pictures of Daphne. Do you like her?" Harry teased and laughed as his friend failed to hide a blush fast enough.
"N-no I mean she by best friend, you can be friends with a girl you know, and beside I have a lot of pictures of my friends. Anyway speaking of like, what about you and Hermione?"
This time Harry blushed, as he had wondered about the hug Hermione had given him. Did she like him, and did he like her in that way. She was a great friend, but girlfriend maybe.
"Hallo earth to Harry"
Harry blinked. "As you said you can be friends with a girl."
Alex smiled "Anyway do you want to talk about the Dursleys?"
Harry paused, he wanted to tell it all to Alex, unlike Ron and Hermione he didn´t judge and he knew he could count on his loyalty. Yes, he should tell him.
And he did; Harry told how his aunt Marge treated him, how she always had treated him, the things she had told him about his parents.
"Wow Harry, I can understand why you blew her up."
Harry nodded, "She just made my so mad Alex. But I mean it was wrong, I shouldn't have attacked. "
"Hey I get it, and I don´t think it was wrong, oh at least I would have done the same."
"So have you heard from Ron?" Harry said changing to subject, "you guys have made up right?" He asked not wanting his two best friends to be fighting all the time.
Alex´s face didn´t exactly comforted Harry, "I don´t know Harry, he wrote me, but it wasn´t much. I hope he has come to his senses", Alex paused, "But hey doesn´t mean you can´t be friends with him and me at the same time.
"Okay I guess I can accept it."
The boys continued to talk about random stuff all the night; they just talked about random stuff, future classes some new cool spells and so on, for one of the first time Harry felt like a normal boy, hanging out with his friend. When they reached, midnight Alex´s mother popped in and said it was time for bed.
As Harry entered his bedroom, he couldn´t help feeling happy as he petted Hedwig, "so do you like it here?"
The owl hooted happily, "yeah I like it too. It feels like a home"
Hedwig nipped him gently, before she flew outside properly to hunt with Archimedes. Harry went to bed thinking it would be a great summer and wishing he could live here.
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So that was the first chapter, a bit slow start. Next time Alex and Harry will go to Diagon Alley, where they will met friends' and do some shopping. Please let me know what your think.