Sensing Magic
by Teddylonglong

Please refer to chapter 1 for my disclaimer and warnings. Thank you.

Harry groggily pushed Lucy aside and got up. "Mento?" He quirked an eyebrow in silent question.

"Harry, I know that you're not too fond of them…" Harry let out a small scoff. "… but he's going to die if you don't help him."

"I don't even know if I can help him. And I will only try under one condition."

"I can imagine what it is." Rebecca let out a deep sigh. "Let's at least go and talk to the other Mento."

Harry nodded. Quickly pulling his Unspeakable robes over his pyjamas. Knowing that he had already used quite a lot of healing magic that night, he summoned one of his enhanced fresh-and-go potions, gulped down the content and popped right into their team room. Only when he found himself alone in the room did he realise that he had forgotten to ask where Mento was. To his relief, Felina arrived an instant later.

"Come. They're in the infirmary."

Harry quietly followed his colleague and adoptive aunt though the deserted and sparsely lit corridors of the Unspeakables' office.

When they reached the infirmary, Mento and Whisker were waiting for them at the entrance. At least Harry believed that they were Mento and Whisker, considering that he could not be exactly sure due to the Unspeakable robes.

"Will you please help him?" Mento's voice was soft and pleading.

Harry had to restrain himself from immediately agreeing. "Under one condition," he forced himself to reply.

"Whatever it is, you'll get it."

Harry felt really sorry for the man, but pulled through with his decision. "You must tell the twins the truth."

Mento nodded in apparent understanding. "We'll do that. We'll have to do it sooner or later anyway, considering that we wish to make them our heirs. But, we won't tell any other Weasley."

"Ginny knows, but she promised that she won't tell anyone. All right then, where is he?"

"Come."

One hour later, Harry was still feverishly trying to save the older wizard's life. The Unspeakables' healers made a fuss about Mento constantly casting diagnostic spells or whatever; however, Harry could not care less. He completely ignored his surroundings and concentrated solely on the older wizard who had become injured trying to save his muggle relatives.

It felt like an infinite time to him, before he realised that Mento's injuries were healed enough for the Unspeakable to recover. He slowly released the man's arm, only to be pulled into a bear's hug by the other Mento.

"Thank you so very much, Paws. We'll never forget what you did for us tonight. We owe you a life debt."

"It's fine," Harry replied, feeling very uncomfortable at the hug and the praise. "You owe me nothing. I'm glad I could help your brother."

Mento nodded. "As soon as the healers release him, we're going to call our younger counterparts over and tell them."

"Please do so. They'll be over the moon with joy." Harry smiled, before he turned to Felina and Whisker, who had been watching everything from the other side of the room.

"Will you please excuse me for tomorrow? I should stay at home and see what I can do for my aunt and cousin. I can't leave everything to my parents. They're not even related to them."

"Of course, Paws." Felina nodded. "I'll come over to help with Petunia as well. Have you noticed something, by the way?"

Harry's eyes narrowed. "No. What?"

"Very eloquent. Considering that Petunia and Dudley both could see your rooms at Hogwarts, they must be Squibs and not muggles. Not that it changes anything."

"Ah, all right."

"I really mean that it won't change anything. I will see to it that no one will give them magic considering what they did to you."

"Thanks, Felina." Harry smiled.

"Paws, just take the rest of the week off. It's fine, and if we need you, we know where to find you," Whisker added in a soft voice.

"Thank you both." Harry let out a deep sigh. "Good night for now." He quickly left the infirmary and popped home, right back into his bedroom. Not noticing that it was already becoming light outside, he lay down and drifted off to sleep.

HP

Harry had the impression as if he had barely fallen asleep, when his father's voice penetrated his ears.

"Harry, Dudley, are you going to grace us with your presence for breakfast?"

"Good morning, Dad. Yes, we're coming. Are we going to take Aunt Petunia and Dudley to the Great Hall?"

"No, your mother and I believe that Petunia and Dudley might feel more comfortable in our own rooms for the time being. Rebecca is already here to assist as well."

Harry nodded. "All right, Dad. We'll get up now."

HP

During the following days, Harry and his friends spent much time with Dudley, while the adults cared for Petunia. To Harry's surprise, Dudley never said anything about the fact that they were all magical, cast the occasional spell, and he even sat in the stands and observed them play Quidditch one evening. 'He must still be disturbed by what happened,' he thought in understanding.

Only when the cousins returned to Harry's bedroom later that evening, Dudley suddenly spoke up. "It must be totally cool to be able to do magic."

Harry's thoughts went haywire, wondering if someone from his family would be willing to give his cousin magic. 'I can't, because we're related,' he thought, regretting the fact. "Would you want to be able to do magic?"

Dudley sighed. "It would be cool, but it's not possible."

"No, it's not," Harry agreed, resolving to discuss the matter with his parents first thing in the morning.

HP

"Harry, are you sure about that? While Regina wouldn't be able to give him magic, considering that she shares your blood and is therefore related to him, I could. However, I am not sure if we should do such a thing, considering what your relatives did to you."

Harry let out a deep sigh. "I know. But still, he only was a child, and he didn't know better than what his parents told him."

Severus nodded in apparent understanding. "Harry, do you wish to discuss the matter with your friends first?"

Harry shook his head. "No. I wanted to speak with you."

Severus slowly let a hand run through his silky hair. "Very well, we shall discuss this with Regina, Petunia and Dudley right after breakfast."

"Thanks, Dad." Harry smiled, feeling very happy to have such an understanding father.

tbc...

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