Harry handed a present to M. "Here. Merry Christmas. Don't know if you're going to stay."
"I can't Second Rate. The Voice needs me to do a mission. I was only granted a small amount of time to come here." She took the present. "I'll send you a gift I feel you deserve in the mail." M left and Harry shook his head.
"I don't like her," said Daphne.
"You've only just met her," said Harry.
"And just by first impressions, I don't like her." She turned to Susan. "What do you think?"
"I think it's too early for me to form an opinion. And that goes for you as well, Daphne. It's only a problem if Harry plans on making her Mrs. Potter later down the line and we still know nothing about her."
"MacGrath. Also it's a bit early to talk about that," said Harry.
"If Luna can, we can."
"Luna is a Seer who sees possible futures. Not absolutes."
"Given time, I can tell the difference," said Luna as she swirled marshmallows in her hot chocolate. She looked outside. "Why doesn't it snow?"
"We're in Texas," said Isabel. "Closer you get to the equator, hotter it gets. You want snow, go back north."
"I've gotten used to it," said Harry. "Summers, however, are unbearable."
"That's why there's cooling charms all throughout the building."
"I still don't get how Ghost had nothing but praise for this state," said Sam.
"Texans are nothing if not prideful. One of the things I loved most about Eli."
"You don't speak about him much," said Tracey. "What was he like?"
"He was a serious guy. Never one to joke around too much. Pretty much the exact opposite of me. But we worked off of that. Kept each other in check. And I don't speak about him much because it still hurts. Eli was my best friend. Losing him was as hard as losing my mom. One day I'll be fine to talk about him more. But for now… all you need to know is he was a good man." Isabel wiped a few tears that threatened to run down her face and continued handing out presents. Harry turned to Tracey.
"Sam is more likely to tell you what he was like. They served together in the Marines. Though, she only knew him during his time as a soldier."
"Alright, then."
"Harry," said George. "Can you show us the memory of Empire City while we're here?"
"Why do you want to see that," asked Harry.
"Something you said about what happened during the battle against Kessler. I want to see it."
"Which part?"
"The Thunder Bird," said Fred as he took a present from Isabel. "More specifically, the nosedive." Harry sighed.
"If this is about Quidditch…"
"It's not."
"Twins honor," said both brothers at once.
"Not a thing," said Parvati.
"As twins, we can attest to that," said Padma as she tinkered with her skates.
"Harry," said Danzo. "Can you help me with my gifts for everyone? They're on the roof."
"Sure thing," said Harry. Harry placed a hand on Danzo's shoulder and Charged them to the roof where a small crate had just been dropped by a drone. "Remind me to make one of those."
"What about those P.E.T.E.R. things your friend Luna cooked up?"
"Small mechanical spiders are entirely too noticeable. I need something with either a Notice-Me-Not or active cloaking technology."
"Active cloaks are not entirely reliable, Harry. Not unless you have a Lumomancer to work their magic on it, or you can properly project your surroundings onto whatever you're trying to cloak."
"I have something that could work."
"Trying to find ways of spying on the First Sons if we ever find them?"
"That's the plan." Danzo picked up the package. "What is it?"
"Raikiri Yari. One for each Technomancer."
"Oh, great. Something the parents are most likely to ban."
"That's why they're shrunk down small enough to fit in this. This also comes with a new discrete way of communicating with others, found out by Paige in a bit of boredom. Thought-to-text communication across a shared network."
"How would that work for us?"
"Radio signals. After witnessing a person with a radio interference Malfunction, much like Luna, she theorized you can receive radio waves much like other devices. It's like a long range Legilimens spell, from my understanding. Give it a try." Harry thought for a second and activated Schematic before looking into the air. After adjusting his vision to focus on the invisible radio waves, Harry picked one and tried transmitting his thoughts into it.
Down in the Penthouse, Padma blinked as she saw text run across her vision.
H: Testing, testing. 1, 2, 3.
P: What the…?
H: Whoa, that's a bit disorienting.
P: Who's this?
H: It's Harry, Padma.
P: There's no one named Harry-Padma here. Try a different number.
H: Hah ha. Danzo brought the spears as a gift for the Technomancers. Discretely pass this information to the others, please.
Padma blinked and shook her head. "You ok," asked Parvati.
"Just fine. Just got dizzy for a moment." Padma activated a discrete Data Bomb and sent the message to the phones of the Technomancers. Draco checked his phone quickly before turning it off again and nudging Pansy. He whispered to her as the other Technomancers checked their phones discretely. Isabel and Cindy caught the subtle movements and shared a look.
"Hey, Milly," said Isabel.
"Yes, Professor," asked Millicent.
"Can I see your phone?"
"Why?"
"New app I want you to try."
"Oh, ok." Isabel took Millicent's phone and started downloading a multipurpose camera app of her own design for the Phoenix II smartphones. At the same time, she discretely pulled up the messages and spotted the text from the Data Bomb. She handed the girl back her phone and went to Cindy.
"Well, Danzo seems to have taken a liking to the students. His gift is the spears Harry told you about," she whispered. Cindy sighed and pinched the bridge between her eyes. She went to Haruka.
"Why the spears," she asked her friend.
"To give them experience with them. They were adamant about helping Harry against the First Sons. Daphne even has the Cryo equipment from Doctor Zhou. Why shouldn't we allow them to have items to help prepare themselves."
"How about the fact that they're plasma spears styled off of the naginata. It's a melee weapon, not a ranged weapon. At least at range, they can be somewhat out of harm's way. Never mind Harry's adopted style of fighting against the First Son thanks to my impulsive brother."
"And if the First Sons get in too close? They need a way to defend themselves."
"They have a way to defend themselves," said Isabel. "And it's entirely reliant on their magic."
"Magic they're still learning about and how to control. Better to have a means of defending themselves at close range than no way at all until they can better control their Technomancy. The college level students are still finding it difficult to master certain aspects of their magic."
"There's one Harry's been trying to perfect for a while since Empire City," said Cindy. "And he's close to figuring it out."
"Figuring what out?"
"Something the Thunderbird did." Harry and Danzo returned and Harry left the room once more.
"Now what's he doing," asked Draco.
"He said he was going to get the memory machine," said Danzo.
"I've got a question, Professor Daniels," said Tracey.
"We're not in school, Tracey. Just call me Isabel."
"Or Izzy," said Harry over the intercom.
"Do that and see what happens. I barely tolerate him calling me that name. Shoot, Tracey."
"You've told us about Lift the Veil. How are we going to make it so we seem more friendly than people will think we are?"
"Well, that's up to the Technomancers. Schematic allows them to dream up some pretty amazing stuff, remember? They need to coordinate efforts in expanding modern technology to the next level."
"Pardon me," said Molly. "But what's Lift the Veil?" Isabel sighed, having forgotten people out of the loop were in the room.
"Before I explain that, everyone who hasn't already needs to make an unbreakable vow not to reveal this information until we're ready, which won't be for a couple of years."
"An unbreakable… why is that necessary?"
"Please do it, Mum," said George. "Dumbledore has done it out of faith. People within the Ministry have done it. You and Dad need to do it as well, just in case."
"Why?"
"Because there will be people who will be against what we're doing," said Draco. "Mum. You need to make this vow as well. Keep this from Father." Blaise nodded to his mother as did Millicent the other Pureblood students with family not in the loop.
"As for any children, leave the room now. Core group and anyone already aware can stay," said Isabel.
"That's not fair," exclaimed Ron. "I want to know too!"
"Ron," said Arthur. "Leave the room with your sister, now."
"What could be so important, we can't hear it?!"
"You especially can't hear this," said Pansy. "If it weren't for Parvati having made the vow months ago, I'd say she shouldn't be here either."
"I'll make the vow too then!"
"Ronald," shouted Molly. "Just leave the room! Ginny, go with your brother. Fred George."
"We're in on this," said Fred.
"Percy," said George. "Can you go with them? Make sure they stay out there."
"Why can't I stay here?"
"Because we need someone to keep an eye on them that knows them," said Cindy. "Please do this, Percy." Percy nodded and escorted his younger siblings out of the room.
"What about her," Molly asked, gesturing towards Astoria.
"She has a major part to play later down the line because of her magic," said Isabel. "All wizarding adults, not in the loop, please swear that you will not reveal anything we discuss here. Ron would just easily let it slip without realizing it, we've seen it happen in school. His sister, we don't know her. We don't know if we can trust her and if Fred and George asked for her to leave, I'm inclined to trust them." Isabel waited for the parents in the room to make the vow if they were magical and, in Dan and Emma Granger's case, promise to never speak a word of this to anyone, continued. "What we're planning is a global effort to break the single rule every magical government has followed since we split from the Mundane World. We're breaking the International Statute of Limitations."
"You can't be serious," said Molly. "Why on earth would you do such a thing?!"
"Because technology is advancing faster than ever," said Harry as he walked into the room. "Soon, it will be able to glimpse past our illusions and find us anyway. That will lead to war. If we feel we're being threatened, the Magical World will strike out. That will lead to war. We need to coexist peacefully. To do that, we need to reveal magic willingly and prove we can work together. Technomancers are the catalyst to achieve that. Our magic allows us to come up with fantastic designs to be made with magic and technology in unison. We're the proof both worlds can coexist and work well together. We're supposed to be the bridge between both Worlds to allow us to live peacefully."
"All of this is Harry's idea," said Cindy. "Since the discovery of Technomancy, many Technomancers have figured the same thing. Harry made the proposition to the ICW. Dumbledore is backing it. If you've paid attention to the news, you'd know there are a number of incident s where people have been helping Muggles. Superheroes they've been called. These people are Mages. Techno, Pyro, Cryo and even a few Electromancers have been using their magic to help people. Slowly, but surely, revealing magic to the public. Even the terrorist organization known as the First Sons have been doing this inadvertently with their Artificial Technomancy. The plan is to get people used to the idea of people with magic before the full revelation. There will be some resistance, on both sides. People who view magic as a sin on the No-Maj side, people who want to keep the status quo on the Magical side."
"Harry's been working, by himself, to try and gain allies to help smooth the transition. He's already met with representatives from the Vatican to soften the blow for Christians, he plans on meeting religious leaders of other religions to work with us as well," said Isabel.
"Why on Earth has he done such a thing," asked Molly.
"He," said Harry. "Is right here. You can ask me yourself, Mrs. Weasley. As for the reason, I grew up in the Mundane World and for the last four years of my life, learned as much as I could about the Magical World. I've grown to love both and don't want either to go extinct. Kessler's First Sons threaten that by forcing confrontation between both Worlds. Right now they've been attacking Mundane targets, but we feel it's not going to be long before their leader, the Commander, turns his attention to the Magical World. This will end with war if we don't do something. MACUSA, along with the Mundane American Government, is already taking steps to move things along and to soften the blow to the public. We're trying to prevent a war. I'm trying to prevent a war. And the Statute is only getting in the way."
"So you're solution is to break what's kept us safe for generations," asked Narcissa.
"It won't keep us safe for long," said Draco. "Especially if Voldemort finds his way back to a body like Isabel thinks will happen." Harry shook his head as the British Wizarding adults winced at the mention of the name.
"Draco…" he started.
"Right, right. Riddle, not Runs-From-Death."
"Such a ridiculous name," said Pansy. "And people feared it?"
"People are idiots," said Harry. He placed a device in the middle of the room and let the Weasley children back in. "Alright. Time to show everyone the wildest thing I've ever done."
"Ah yes," said Lena. "The Infamous Empire City Incident. We've been waiting for this all year. We've only gotten Harry's word and he's an ass at times."
"Watch your language missy," said Molly.
"Bite me, hag."
"Lena," warned George. "Please don't call our mother a hag."
"True as it may be," said Fred. "She's a bit vindictive about it." They grinned at their mother as she gave them a disapproving look.
"Lena," said Cindy. "Please be respectful."
"Y-yes ma'am," said Lena. She apologized to Molly. Tonks and Luna grinned at her.
"Whipped," coughed Tonks. Lena glared at her friend before draining her and tripping her.
"Don't taunt me when you have no sense of balance, Nymphadora." Tonks glared at her.
"I'm surprised she lets you call her that," said Andromeda.
"She'll pay for it later," muttered Tonks.
"Can we please play the memory," asked Pansy. "Damn, I want to see what MacGrath is always bragging about."
"Oh, god," said Susan. "I think I'm gonna be worried after seeing this."
"Relax," said Luna. "It's already happened. It's over with."
"Doesn't mean we can't worry," said Daphne, sitting down next to Susan.
"Just play the damn thing," said Isabel.
"I see where they've gotten those horrible words from," muttered Molly as Cindy sighed.
"Unfortunately, you're right," she said as Harry played the memory of the fight against the First Sons in Empire City. Susan pulled Harry down next to her and Daphne when he tried getting away.
"No," said Daphne. "If we're going to work together, we need to know what you do."
"And if we're going to be married, I want to know how much I'm going to be worried about you."
"I think I'd be more worried about you, future Auror," said Harry as the fight began. "I just have to deal with punks with guns. You have to deal with Wizards and Witches with curses aplenty."
"Why are you using a laser pointer," asked Fred.
"He's pointing out the weak points in the armor," said George. "See how the Muggle Aurors are aiming at the places where the dot appears?"
"How'd you make it so bright," asked Dan.
"Changed out the power source. My magic also amplified it as well, based on new experiences."
"Who's Sparky," asked Susan as she watched the memory. They watched as a giant eagle snatched Harry into the air, making both girls grip his arms tightly.
"That's Sparky," said Harry. "And ow."
"Suck it up," said Cindy. "They're worried."
"It's a memory."
"But it's the knowledge you went through this that they're reacting this way. It proves they care. Be a gentleman and don't complain."
"Yes ma'am."
"I want to try that," said Fred and George as Sparky divebombed the First Son base. Harry sighed as Sparky was impaled by Kessler, making everyone but himself, Cindy, Isabel and Holly gasp.
"Merlin," said Luna. "Such a beautiful creature killed by a bastard of a man."
"Luna," said Molly. "I agree. Never mind the language." Harry shut off the memory before his confrontation with Kessler.
"No one needs to see what happens next. Not now," he said as he held up his wand. He Dismantled it and showed the core within. "Say hello to Sparky, everyone."
"How much energy does it generate," asked Blaise.
"I never checked, actually."
"It'd have to be pretty high," said Draco. "Given your wand required Wrought Silver to be made."
"Wrought Silver," asked Bill. "What?"
"High King Angor saw to my wands creation. I had mentioned that silver is the highest known electrical conductor to Mr. Ollivander, and he contacted Angor."
"Harry, that's a high honor. Not many Mages get to meet the High King. I haven't even met him, and I've been working there for a few years now."
"I'm aware. DMT has actually gone into business with the goblins now. They've put in a high investment into us and will provide a small amount of resources for future projects." Cindy sighed as she practically saw the dollar signs in her boss' eyes as Isabel grinned evilly.
"Harry," said George. "Can you rewind the memory to when Sparky got hit?"
"Sure, why wouldn't I want to relive a traumatic incident in my life?"
"I'll pay for therapy later. Just do it." Harry rewound the memory and George asked him to stop as Sparky surrounded Harry in electricity. "That. What happened there?"
"Sparky surrounded me in lightning, what of it?"
"Did you get hurt when you crashed?"
"No."
"So it worked like a reverse faraday cage? Instead of a solid object protecting you from electricity it was the other way around?"
"That's exactly it."
"Excuse me," said Arthur. "But, what is a Far Day Cage."
"Far-a-day cage," said Fred. "Not Far Day. Your car acts as one, believe it or not."
"Imagine you're in a lightning storm," said Isabel. "If you're in a car, you're safest staying inside it than venturing outside. The metal of the car prevents the lightning from getting to you. George is saying Sparky's lightning cage we saw in the memory was the exact opposite. Instead of a solid object protecting Harry from lightning, it was lightning protecting Harry from a solid object."
"Though, I wish it would've protected me from inertial forces. Crash landings are jarring," said Harry.
"Can't do much about that," said Isabel. "Gravity is a heartless bitch."
"I'm sure you'll know more about that if you ever decide to age," muttered Pansy with a grin.
"I have enhanced hearing, Brat!" Harry and Sakura chuckled slightly as Isabel instinctively covered her chest as she glared at Pansy. "I swear, you brats are all ungrateful!"
"Ronnikins," said Fred. "Care to do some testing with me and George?"
"You are not putting your brother in a lightning cage," shouted Molly.
"How else are we going to see if we can do it," asked George.
"No human testing," said Harry as he drained the Weasley twins.
"That seems counterproductive for this," said Luna. "In all fairness, they should test out the safety of this spell."
"Not on their brother," said Molly.
"Worst thing that happens he loses whatever brain cells he has."
"Oi," exclaimed Ron.
"Best thing it wakes some up. Really it's all gain for everyone."
"I doubt people see it like that, Luna," said Xenophilius as he glanced up from the stone in his hand.
"Are you not going to turn it," asked Harry. Xenophilius shook his head.
"I don't think I'm strong enough to see my Pandora again. It could become an obsession much like the original owner of the stone."
"But wouldn't your reluctance mark your aware of the consequences and wouldn't abuse it too much," asked Hermione.
"One would think. But even the overly cautious have troubles letting go of loved ones."
"Save it then," said Luna. "Save it for important days. Christmas, birthdays. Days when a family should be together."
"I would, but the stone is Harry's, not mine."
"I gave it to you as a gift, Mr. Lovegood," said Harry. "It's yours to keep. I have my family cloak and Mom has the wand. Keeping the three separate is the best idea."
"You have all three," exclaimed Xenophilius.
"All three what," asked Arthur.
"Deathly Hallows," said Luna as she messed with one of the P.E.T.E.R.s.
"Luna," said Molly. Don't be absurd! They're just a myth!"
"And yet a stone, a wand and my cloak all have the same symbol as Mr. Lovegood's necklace. Highly doubt that is a coincidence." Harry checked his watch. "And with that, it's midnight."
"Presents," screamed Luna, Sakura, Astoria and Tracey. Harry made a show of clearing out his ears.
"That's what I get, I suppose."
"Really," said Hermione. "You four are so childish."
"Don't get angry with Tracey," said Daphne. "This is the one time of year she isn't her usual timid self."
"And Sakura gets overly excited about gifts," said Haruka. "As Harry found out his first year living at DMT. He gave her a small innocent gift and Sakura spent the next few months calling him her fiancé."
"Auntie," exclaimed Sakura, embarrassed.
"Alright," said Cindy. "Normally, we have a tradition around the holidays. Youngest to oldest. But today, we'll skip that given how many people are here. Just remember to thank everyone who gave you a gift."
"Harry," said Holly. "Cole is calling you right now."
"Alright." Harry stood up and stepped out of the room to answer his phone. "Hello."
"Hey, kid. Everything still in one piece?"
"Surprisingly, yes. Luna isn't pressing everyone's buttons."
"Good to hear. Listen, I need you to come here to Lyon, France. You're gonna talk with the head inspector about everything we've learned about the First Sons."
"Right now?"
"Better now than later, kid. Best just to get it over with."
"I thought you were with Zeke."
"Interpol called me and asked for me to give them intel on everything we know about the First Sons from our encounters with them over the years."
"And they want me to be there?"
"You're the kid who can spot out their weak points. Of course they're going to ask for you. Hurry up and Charge through."
"Alright, let me tell everyone where I'm going." Harry went back into the room and got Cindy's attention. "Cole got a call from Interpol. They want to talk with both of us about the First Sons. Apparently the info they got from the NSA wasn't enough."
"Be careful," said Cindy.
"I know. See y'all later." Harry Charged through his phone as Holly's projection held the phone. Harry landed next to Cole and turned to his uncle. "It's the holidays. Why are there people still working?"
"Crime doesn't sleep," said a man behind him. "So neither should we." The man was six feet in height wore a blue overcoat over a grey shirt and black pants and had sandy blonde hair and grey eyes. "I am Inspector Gaston Vermillion. A pleasure to meet you, Monsieur MacGrath."
"Likewise Inspector."
"Let us step into my office so we may speak about important matters." Harry nodded and followed the two adults into the room where a girl about his age wearing a black opera mask on her face was sitting in a lotus position. She wore a dark coat over what seemed to be light blue robes.
"Uh…"
"Pardon. Harry, this is L'ange Noir."
"The Black Angel?"
"She is a hero here. Much like you are in the States, though much less known."
"Bonjour, Monsieur MacGrath," said Noir.
"She is like you, I believe. Magique."
"She's magical," asked Harry.
"How do you know French," asked Cole.
"Isabel drilled it into my head. And then Mom suggested I Download the language into my head from the internet."
"Hopefully your translations are accurate," said Inspector Vermillion. "Onto business, I believe. Harry, regarding the First Sons improvised armor, can you tell me anything about it?"
"It's an amalgamation of different scraps of technology. Namely from computers or anything with electricity. Their imitation of what myself and Cole can do disassembles technology and reconstitutes it into makeshift armor. General weak points are easy to spot for the newer users of the ability. Just aim for the points where it doesn't look like the tech goes together smoothly. The more experienced users, those who've managed to run away from either of us, are better at combining the technology together to the point where you need a Mechanist, like myself, to spot out the weak points."
"Mechanist refers to the inventing Technomancers, oui?"
"Oui. If you don't mind my asking, Inspector…"
"How do I know of le monde magique, non?" Harry nodded. "I have a niece who attends Beauxbatons and who writes to me constantly. She is currently in her fifth year. May we get back on topic?"
"Of course. The more experienced users have one slight flaw in their armor designs. When you encounter them, make sure you have a sniper nearby. Have them aim for the small of their back. There's a small area there that always makes the armor fall apart. I've suspected for a while that it's on purpose, more than likely to pick out where snipers might be. Since it's just been myself, Cole, and whatever local police are able to help, I haven't been able to assess that fully."
"Cole told me there are leaders among the First Sons?"
"Yes. They seem to have set up a command structure much like a military would. Given their ranks are comprised of mostly veterans, it makes sense. We've taken to calling the team leaders Sergeants. Only seems to make sense. Above them are the people in charge of three or four groups, Lieutenants. Above them, the Commander."
"Ah, the Commander. I was told he led the attack on Singapore. A man wearing a silver mask and wielding a strange wand."
"It's a Technomancers wand. Mix of traditional wooden wand and metal wand structure, though this one seemed to be a forced meld."
"Forced meld?"
"Like someone used magic to for a mix between a metal wand and a wooden wand, giving it a swirling appearance. In theory, this should actually reduce the magic he can use because it's not properly made."
"And you know this for sure?"
"I've been learning a lot about wand lore since I started school at Hogwarts. This was in case I needed to give consultation to wand makers about how to best construct a wand for Technomancers." L'ange Noir held up a copper wand and nodded to Harry.
"Ma baguette a été fabriquée a càuse des informations que vous avez publiées en ligne," she said.
"Refusing to speak English, I see." Harry turned to the girl. "Obviously, you can understand us. Which means either you're trying to remain mysterious, or your embarrassed about having a heavy accent." The girl shuffled in her seat slightly. "Given your reaction, it's the latter."
"Very perceptive, Monsieur MacGrath," said Vermillion.
"I've had to be in order to fight. I needed to know when to evade and when to attack as well as giving Cole information."
"Kid's got eagle eyes," said Cole. "He's able to pick out the smallest thing from far away and zap it with pinpoint accuracy."
"Stop overselling my abilities, Cole."
"You should stop underselling them."
"If you don't mind," said Vermillion. "I'd like to see Harry's aim for myself. Would you come with me, s'il vous plais." Harry shrugged and followed the Inspector, Cole and Noir close behind. He led them to an indoor gun range where several officers were shooting their sidearms. Vermillion handed each of them ear protection and they ventured inside. He set up a target and sent it to the farthest distance. "Do you have any practice with conventional firearms?"
"Yes, actually. My friend Sam, head of security at DMT, insisted I learn how to shoot a gun. Though I'm slightly out of practice. I've been using my Arc Gun, an energy projectile weapon I have at home."
"It works with your magic, oui?" Harry nodded as he moved to the booth after Vermillion stepped away after loading a basic 9mm Glock.
"Bit far isn't it," asked Cole.
Harry unloaded the magazine and set the gun down. Vermillion called back the target and blinked in surprise. "How…?"
"I told you I'm a bit out of practice."
"Out of practice? I've never seen someone get that close a grouping at that range with a Glock before."
"Really?"
"Harry," said Cole. "Remember? Sam taught you how to slightly enhance your eyesight and handling with magic on instinct."
"Oh, right. Can't believe I forgot about that."
"Même avec de la magie, c'est impressionnant," said Noir.
"Merci, mademoiselle." Noir turned away from him slightly.
"Is there anything else you need to know, Inspector," asked Cole.
"Just one more thing. How do we contain the First Sons we apprehend?"
"Keep them away from any technology. Place them in stone cells with torch lighting. And if you don't have that… what was the thing your friend said to use?"
"Proton field," said Harry. "Protonic energy should, in theory, counteract the electrons generated by Technomancy and Artificial Technomancy, limited though that may be."
"Has something been developed like that," asked Vermillion.
"Get in touch with Akagi Industries after the holidays. Tell the owner, Danzo Akagi, I told you to contact them and ask for the prototype Protonic Field."
"Merci, Harry." Harry nodded and turned to Noir before kissing the back of her hand.
"Mademoiselle."
"Vous n'êtes pas aussi charmant que vous le pansez," she replied. Harry grinned and turned to Vermillion.
"If you need anything else, let us know."
"Of course, Monsieur MacGrath. Enjoy the rest of your holidays." Harry and Cole nodded and Charged back to DMT. Cole turned to Harry as they landed.
"Ok, my sister seriously needs to stop turning you into a womanizer."
"I prefer the term gentleman, thank you very much. Are you going back to hanging out with Zeke?" Cole sighed. "Yeah, kid. It's better I'm not alone right now. Might do something stupid."
"Why don't you come to the party with the rest of us?"
"Not my kind of thing. Besides, this is a meeting for your friends at school. Go have fun, kid. I'll be fine."
"Cole…"
"I appreciate you looking out for me and my sister. Trish's death hit us hard. But let me deal with my grief in my own way, alright?"
"Alright, Cole."
"Merry Christmas, kid."
"Merry Christmas, Cole." Harry sighed as his favorite uncle Charged away and went to rejoin his friends at the party.
(Author's Notes)
Alright, sorry for the longer than normal wait. Files got deleted so I had to rewrite this as well as the other stories I updated today. Needless to say, I am slightly tired as I live in Texas, air conditioner is busted and I've been working in the heat all day. I apologize also if the French isn't entirely accurate and there aren't any translations. Didn't want to put them up if they weren't accurate. If someone who speaks the language could check it, I'd be appreciative. Just PM me if they're right and if they're not then PM me the correct translations please. Until next time, Y'all!