Harry looked around the inside of Flourish and Blotts his eyes still somewhat gold with his irritation as he glanced around the bookstore. He frowned and rubbed the back of his right hand again. He walked deeper into the store trying to decide where to look for books on ancient symbols, as the thought about ancient symbols crossed his mind he turned and headed towards the Ancient runes section of the store. Harry sighed glancing over the books almost wishing they were more like muggle books where you could see what was in the book via the cover. Or at least an overview of the aspects the book covered. Harry glared at the books already hating this hunt for what he needed to know.
Harry growled at the books seeing nothing that would help him and soon stalked back into Diagon Alley to walk around and try to figure out what else he could do. Hermione he realized would have been very useful so maybe when he gets back to the inn he would send her a letter. A sudden chill made Harry look up and shudder a moment before he heard a cry from others within the alley. Glancing about Harry's eyes widened as he saw the two Dementors gliding towards him.
Harry stiffened and began to reach for his wand instinctively before turning and racing away from the creatures instead. He was in Diagon Alley someone here should know the Patronus Charm so it should not be up to him to stop them. He frowned noticing that the Dementors seemed to be heading only towards him and ignoring everyone else. He started to run and ducked into knockturn alley concentrating more on escaping the two dementors than where he was going. Seeing the dementors were not going to stop chasing him slipped into a door slamming the door closed behind him and moved rapidly towards the back end of the store hoping the creatures wouldn't get inside.
"You better be buying something if you are going to make that much noise boy." An old voice growls from the counter of the store. Harry slowly moved towards the counter looking at the man behind the counter calmly for them.
"Sorry sir and I guess I will if you will give me time to find something of interest, also I would advise you that there are some dementors outside your door. That is why I ran into your store." Harry stated and the guy shrugs.
"I don't care. If you don't buy something I will throw you out into the Alley and right into their arms." He states causing Harry to wince at the idea. He turned and started to look around at the items then frowns in thought and starts to really hunt for something. After a bit, he came across shelves full of ancient books and paused looking them over. Many were in languages he couldn't read. Looking over the books he pauses by one that looks so ancient only magic could be holding it together. Reaching up he carefully pulls it from the shelf frowning at the runes on the cover. The symbols and runes echoed in his mind. Each one seemed familiar and that he could almost read what they were saying. Holding it close he moved towards the counter placing the book down.
"How much for this book?" He asked softly not able to even handle the thought of not buying it. The old man behind the counter looked at the book and frowned for a bit. He could tell it was ancient but it had also been in the store for ages. He glared at Harry for a moment before huffing in irritation.
"50 Galleons." He growls out and keeps glaring at Harry. Harry lifted up his money bag and began to count out the gold galleons for the man behind the counter. Picking up the book again the man laughed thinking he got the better deal as Harry walked towards the door slowly keeping an eye out to see if the dementors were still out there. Seeing they were not he walked out and back to Diagon Alley. A man holding a quill approached Harry quickly and nodded to the boy once he made sure to get his attention.
"Excuse me I want to ask you a few questions on the appearance of some rogue dementors within the Alley." He said softly causing Harry to nod slowly.
"Sure I'll answer as truthfully as I can." Harry said smiling softly. The man nodded and took a slow deep breath.
"Do you feel safe within Diagon Alley after we had Dementors in the alley?" He asked softly.
"After what happened at Hogwarts in my third year, a couple of dementors don't destroy the atmosphere of Diagon Alley." Harry stated softly. The man nodded and smiled.
"So where do you believe the rogue Dementors came from?" He asked causing Harry to blink and frown.
"I don't think they were rogue. If they had been rogue they would have gone after the closest people to them. Instead, they centered on me and chased me until I was able to get into a store and hide for a time." Harry stated pointing out what had happened causing the man to freeze.
"You were their target?" He asked Harry quietly. Harry shrugged a bit and sighed.
"I'm not positive, but I had just come out of Flourish and Blotts when I heard screams. I looked towards the entrance to the Alley and saw the Dementors that started right away to move towards me. There were others around the entrance as they were the ones that screamed." Harry pointed out. The man wrote a few things down then nodded to Harry.
"Well thank you for your time. I'm just gonna go ask a few other questions then be on my way." He stated and Harry smiled gently to the man.
"Hey, no problem. I hope you have a good day." Harry said politely then walked towards the entrance to the Alley. Harry tilted his head wondering how much of what he said would actually be written within the prophet. As he entered the Leaky Cauldron from the back and walked over to the counter he again looked down at the book he was holding. He smiled at Tom and pulled out the money for a room.
"Don't suppose I could get some lunch while I'm at it?" Harry requested smiling. Tom nodded with a laugh and once he had given Harry a key to a room motioned him to go sit at a table. He looked again at the book he had bought slowly turning it over wondering again at the strange familiarity of the language it was written in. He slowly opened the book as a plate of food magically appeared next to him causing him to jump a bit in his chair.
Smiling softly Harry began to chow down on his food. He figured once he got to the room he would write a letter to Hermione and draw the symbol he needed her help to find info on. He glanced down at his hand again noticing how clear it was to see it on his hand now. He ate his food starting to feel the need to walk about then glanced towards the Muggle entrance of the Leaky Cauldron before nodding. He would write the letter send Hedwig off with it then head back to the bank.
It was time he fixed both his wardrobes. Harry shuddered at the thought of the wizarding robes he would need. Harry frowned at the stray thought wondering why he suddenly didn't like the idea of the robes. Sure they had always seemed strange to him but now they did not appeal at all. The thought of how they could twist about his ankles causing him to trip up. He took a slow deep breath and worked on finishing eating.
He looked at the book and closed it before standing. He Walked up the stairs and unlocked his room before entering it. He opened the window and smiled as Hedwig flew into the room and landed on the back of the chair chuffing softly at Harry. Harry smiled as he placed the book on the desk in the room and scratched at the back of Hedwig's head gently.
"Hey, girl. I hope you enjoyed your flight around the alley. Unfortunately, I won't be having you rest for long. I am going to write a letter to Hermione." Harry stated softly. Hedwig clacked her beak in reaction to Harry's words.
"Don't worry Hedwig I'll get you a few of your favorite treats once I go to Gringotts again." Harry said before sitting down and beginning a letter to Hermione. He looked at the quill and ink with a slow shake of his head. Really some advances from the muggle side like paper, and pens would be nice. Harry roughly drew the symbol at the bottom of the letter so Hermione knew what he was looking for then rolled up the parchment. He quickly tied the note to Hedwig's leg and smiles to the owl.
"Take this to Hermione Hedwig. Wait a bit to see if she will want to give a response right away. Otherwise, return to me K?" Harry asked the owl softly. Hedwig chuffed and nipped at him then took off and headed out of the window quickly. Harry smiled watching the owl fly away a bit. Once Hedwig was out of sight Harry stood and walked back out of his room. He locked the door before heading back into Diagon Alley.
Harry smiled as he watched the steady amount of people wandering the Alley and shook his head. Really there were so many things that could make the place look better. He sighed softly moving towards Gringotts once more. He would get the muggle money then head to Madam Malkin's to work on improving his magical wardrobe. Really the robes were irritating him to no end. They did when he first entered the wizarding world but it was annoying him more now.
He walked up the stairs before entering Gringotts. He looked at the many wizards and witches, before moving into the lines to head towards the tellers. He waited in the lines trying to decide how much money to change into Pounds. He frowned a bit more then nodded having decided how much muggle money he would need as he reaches the tellers.
"Sorry to bother you, but I need 100 galleons turned into pounds please." Harry stated as he placed the galleons from his pouch upon the counter. The goblin sneered at Harry but quickly changed the money over for him.
"Here you go." The goblin growled out and Harry nodded to the goblin with a light smile.
"Thank you." Harry stated gathering the money and walking out of the bank. Several of the wizards sneering at him. He rolled his eyes finding those that are sneering at him being stupid. He stood straight as he walked back into Diagon alley. He walked towards Madam Malkin's quickly decided he needed the dress pants and shirts that he could get away with in the Muggle world before he went shopping there.
He walked out of Gringotts and glanced around noticing that there were fewer people in the Alley than earlier and he frowned a bit before looking up at the sky. The sky was starting to darken causing Harry to groan in annoyance. He rushed over to Madam Malkin's in the hope of being able to get at least a bit of basic clothing for what he planned to do the next day. He walked into the store as Madam Malkin looked up with a tired sigh.
"How can I help you?" She asked quickly and Harry took a long deep breath. He smiled politely to the obviously irritated woman.
"I'm sorry to barge in so close to closing. I am in desperate need of new clothes. I will not bother you for a full wardrobe now, but I do need a pair of slacks and a simple button-up shirt for the next day." Harry stated. Madam Malkin nodded quickly and smiled.
"Well, that isn't to bad for this late, any specific colors or materials?" She asked smiling happily. Harry tilted his head in thought.
"Black for the slacks and forest green for the shirt please." Harry stated deciding the green would be a good idea as no one would expect him to wear it.
"No problem get on the stool and I will quickly get your measurements then the clothes." She stated. Harry nodded and moved onto the stool before watching the measuring tape wrapped about him. The woman got the base size and moved into the clothing racks before returning with the shirt and pants. Harry paid for the clothing and smiled.
"Thank you Madam Malkin." Harry stated and left with his bag heading back to the Leaky Cauldron. He would get some food from the bar then head up to his room to sleep, maybe Hedwig would be back. He stepped into the Leaky Cauldron and walked up to the bar smiling over at Tom on the other side.
"Hey, can I get some dinner?" Harry requested still smiling. Tom grinned at Harry and nodded slowly.
"No problem Mr. Potter. What would you like? We have a traditional Shepherds Pie, or a Steak and Kidney Pie." Tom told him. Harry tilted his head thinking.
"The Steak and Kidney Pie please, and thank you Tom." Harry stated before finding a seat in the corner. Harry frowned as he realized that letter to Hermione might cause Dumbledore to search out why he left his family. Really it wasn't that important but he hoped he wouldn't before he at least got the muggle wardrobe he wanted. He shrugged as the food appeared on his table and he quickly ate it. Loving the feel of a full stomach. It sucked when he had to be at his Aunt's and Uncles for the summer and they only fed him the minimum that was necessary.
Harry finished eating then dropped a couple Galleons onto the table to pay Tom for the food. He walked up to his room softly smiling. The meal had been delicious and he felt wonderful at the moment. He walked into his room and glanced around. Seeing that Hedwig was not back he shrugged his shoulders and pulled out the book he had bought in Knockturn alley back out. He traced the strange runic writing on the cover.
"Why does this writing seem so familiar…" Harry muttered to himself staring at the cover as though to unlock what was written. He opened to book to look closer at the inside shaking his head a bit. He flipped the pages slowly feeling like the book was an artifact worth the most wonderful treatment. He slowly flipped through the book and noticed a few pages near the back with what looked like heraldry images.
Harry blinked as he looked at these images one of them included an image that was similar but more intricate as the symbol on his hand. He blinked and started to trace the image in curiosity. He frowned a bit and growled feeling some rage starting to build at the image Harry quickly closed the book and moved it away. The anger that the symbol caused almost shocked Harry. Somehow he had a feeling that the heraldry hooked in with what was causing his dark moods and the symbol on his hand.
He moved the book over to his table and then sat down on the bed. He started to take a few deep breaths and closed his eyes. He needed to attempt to calm himself so just started to breathe. He concentrated on his breathing slowly starting to hum a strange haunting melody that made him think of hunt dry winds and sand.
He frowned softly and opened his eyes before glancing around after he stopped humming. He shook his head trying to figure out where the desire for sand and hot winds were coming from. He, after all, had never been in a desert. He stood and freshened up in the bathroom before preparing for bed. He planned for another busy day starting in the morning.