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Over the next few days while staying at the Burrow, Bill, Charlie, and Percy watched their family that had at some point grown apart. The twins spent most of their time in their room and, during the few times they weren't in their room, they glared at Ron, Ginny, and Molly. Arthur seemed oblivious to it all, he would treat everyone like he always had, he didn't even seem to realize the twins' absence most of the time. Once they were really focusing on the interactions they saw that Molly acted different as well, she seemed almost disgusted by her surroundings and babied Ron and Ginny all the time. Ron and Ginny themselves seemed almost delusional, Ron talking about how Harriet was surely falling in love with him and Ginny proclaiming that they were sure to be the best of friends the second they met.
During those days after the meeting Bill, Charlie, and Percy also saw how everyone truly treated the twins and how much it affected them. Arthur would pay attention to them but the moment another child or his wife came along he completely abandon what he had been doing with the twins while if the other children had been there first the twins would be sent away. The older three felt worse when they realized that the same things usually happened when they were involved. Molly seemed to ignore them all together, only talking to them if it was to scold them for one thing or the other, almost acting as if they weren't her children at all. Ron and Ginny followed Molly's example, only laughing when the twins got in trouble. No one seemed to take the two seriously, no matter their tone and they often ignored them just because their answers to certain problems came in twin speak; again, the elder brothers felt worse when they realized they did the same. The twins seemed to accept all of this behavior as normal, though the hurt and disappointment was still visible in their eyes at times; it was no wonder they spent so much time by themselves in their room.
Three days after the meeting the entire family was sitting down for breakfast. At this point, though they had not sent Harriet their answer, Bill, Charlie, and Percy were feeling protective of the twins. They had shuffled their seating arrangement with little more than a glance at each other so that Bill and Charlie flanked the twins and Percy sat across from them, taking up extra room by having his books at the table. The rest of the family gave a few complaints but after the three refused to budge they had just accepted it; the twins had shared a frown but shrugged it off. The three eldest children were still on the fence about the Harriet issue with all the information and behavior they had been taking in over the last couple days; they didn't know their minds would be made up before breakfast was over.
"Mails here!" Arthur called jovially as several birds flew into the small dining room through the window. The twins perked up when they recognized the snowy owl gliding gracefully through the window just before Errol hit the glass, the twins ignored Errol's most recent crash as Hedwig landed primly between them and offered the letter held in her beak.
"That's Harriet's owl!" Ron exclaimed, pointing at Hedwig with his sausage link. The twins ignored him as they took the letter from the snowy owl and pet her feathers gently before she took off. She swooped over to snatch Ron's sausage before flying out to the twins' laughter.
"I wouldn't point meat at Hedwig!" Fred laughed.
"She takes offence to it!" George added as he brought the letter up from his lap to read.
Ron ignored their comments and glared at the twins, "Give me that! It's obviously meant for me."
"Hedwig brought…"
"the letter to us." The twins said with raised eyebrows.
"Why would the-girl-who-lived want to write to you?" Ginny practically sneered, Bill and Charlie looked at her with wide disbelieving eyes.
"The bloody bird just brought it to the wrong person." Ron said, holding out his hand expectantly toward the twins.
"Ronald! Language!" Molly scolded before looking to Fred and George, "Boys, if the letter is for Ron give it to him. There is no reason to make a big deal of this."
"It's addressed to us!" the twins argued.
"Nonsense. Ron's friend will be wanting him to get her letter." Molly admonished them, with a flick of her wand she summoned the letter from the twins over to the table in front of Ron, "There."
The second Ron's hand touched the letter it glowed red and started a loud beeping which switched over to honking which then switched over to a wailing before going back to the beeping. Ron sat frozen and the longer he held the letter the louder the noise got, making everyone but the twins cover their ears; the twins were slumped over in their seats laughing. Finally, Ron dropped the letter making it fall silent.
Without a word Bill levitated the letter in front of him, "Mum, it is addressed to Fred and George. I'm pretty sure that we should let them have it unless you want to hear that muggle car alarm noise all morning."
Molly huffed as the twins took their letter back and focused on the Daily Prophet Owl that swooped in through the window, she took the paper from bird and placed her payment into bird sack before she opened the paper. "What's this?!" she screeched, her eyes looking over the paper.
"Molly," Arthur said patiently, "Just make the copies and pass it around." She made the copies and passed it around without letting her eyes stray from the front page. When the eldest three children received the paper they could instantly see what their mother was screaming over.
On front page under the glaring headline of 'Our Abandoned Savior!' was a big picture of Harriet gazing shyly at the camera, every so often she would draw hair behind her ear before it fell in her face again; she was wearing her school uniform and her snakes were wrapped around her in various places, Raion was around her neck while Toshi was wrapped around her left forearm and Tenrou was curled around her right bicep. Next to that picture was an article by none other than Rita Skeeter.
Dear Readers, you would never guess who I ran into at Diagon Alley the other day. Our Savior, Harriet Rose Potter, The-Girl-Who-Lived! I was quick to ask for an interview and the shy dear graciously agreed to allow my line of questioning. However, I never expected what I was about to learn. I hope you are all sitting, because this exclusive interview knocked me for a loop!
Rita: Thank you for agreeing to this interview Miss Potter.
Harriet: You're welcome Miss Skeeter. Are you sure people will want to read about me?
(I almost cooed at the shy girl readers, she is so sweet!)
Rita: I'm sure, you are our Savior! The people will be delighted to hear from you!
Harriet: Alright.
Rita: So, how have you been adjusting coming back into the Wizarding World after ten years away?
Harriet: It's been a quite a bit of culture shock to be honest. I wasn't even aware that I was a witch when my letter arrived so this was, understandably, a big adjustment for me.
(I was shocked dear readers and I had to ask….)
Rita: You didn't know you were a witch? Didn't your relatives tell you of your illustrious background.
Harriet: No, they did not. They despise anything they do not deem 'normal' though, so I can see why they did not.
Rita: I see, if they didn't tell you that you were a witch then how did they explain your accidental magic? (Miss Potter started to draw in on herself and refused to meet my gaze. My readers, I am not a coldhearted person but I knew you would demand truth from my reporting.) You don't need to go into detail dear.
Harriet: They knew it was me of course, so they reacted rather… (she paused and bit her lip) violently in an attempt to…stop my magic's reaction.
(I was stunned dear readers! Stunned! Could she be implying what I thought?)
Rita: Oh dear, that cannot have been good. Surely they knew that you had no control over that.
Harriet: It didn't matter to them; magic wasn't part of their definition of 'normal'. Since I had magic it meant I wasn't normal and that scared them.
Rita: Did no one ever check on you? Surely your Magical Guardian wouldn't have allowed that sort of behavior!
(Miss Potter looked at me with genuine confusion.)
Harriet: I have a Magical Guardian?
(I could not believe this readers! I had to say something to the poor dear.)
Rita: Yes, every magical orphan is assigned one. I assume this means your Guardian never came to check on you?
Harriet: Not that I'm aware of Miss Skeeter. (she glanced over at the clock in the bar and I could see a bit of fear come across her face) I'm sorry, I need to be getting home before I anger my relatives.
Rita: I see; may I talk to you again some time dear?
(Readers, how one who had been through so much could give me such a bright smile I will never know.)
Harriet: I would like that. You've been very kind.
That, readers, is the end of my short interview with Harriet Potter, The-Girl-Who-Lived. However, it was not the end of my questions I assure you! Eleven years ago when dear Harriet defeat the evil Dark Lord to grant us these years of peace, were we not assure by Albus Dumbledore that our Savior was safe and loved? It certainly doesn't sound like she was safe with those who "reacted rather violently" to accidental magics that children have no hope of controlling and how much was our Savior loved if she is afraid to anger her relatives? Why did Dumbledore never check up on our Savior after he placed her with that family? Why did her Magical Guardian never present themselves to their charge to protect her? Have we, those who have enjoyed peace due to a little girl's sacrifice, abandoned our Savior to those who feared and hated her because she was born a witch? I don't know these answers dear readers but be assured that I will not rest until I have brought you the truth!
Rita Skeeter,
Daily Prophet Correspondent
Silence reigned at the Weasley's table until Molly exploded, "How dare that woman question Dumbledore! He did what was best!" the twins glared at their mum from where they sat clutching their copy of the paper.
Arthur frowned, "Molly, Rita couldn't say it in the article but it sounds like those people are abusing Harriet. Maybe we should do something."
The youngest two startled at that but Molly was quick to shut down Arthur's thoughts on the subject, "Nonsense Arthur, that girl is just blowing this out of proportion. Girls of her age can be quite dramatic and then Skeeter just blew it out of proportion like she always does."
Arthur tilted his head a little with a frown before relaxing and nodding, "If you're certain dear." Percy and Charlie frowned at each other, they hadn't really noticed before how much their father let their mother think for him.
"Of course I'm certain!" Molly exclaimed, "Dumbledore would never do anything that wasn't for the greater good."
"How is sending Harriet to abusive relatives for the greater good?" Percy asked, "And why wouldn't he or anyone have checked on her? She is a very important person in our world."
Molly scoffed and waved him off, "You're too young to understand Percy."
"Then explain it to me." Bill jumped in, "I'm old enough. Where was her Magical Guardian in all this? She's the magical worlds hero. Dumbledore was the one to place her, he should have checked on her too."
"She's just blowing her punishments out of proportion for attention." Ron piped up, "There was no reason to check on her."
"Whether that part was true or not, someone should have checked on her." Charlie pointed out, "Magical children develop different and are susceptible to different things than muggle children. She should have been checked on by her Guardian to make sure she was alright. They would have had to make contact with her to make sure she was okay."
While the family continued to argue, the twins slipped from the table unnoticed and ran up to their room. They collapsed onto their pushed together single beds and ripped at the envelope from Harriet. Once they had it open a smaller packet fell out with a folded sheet of parchment, Fred took the parchment and unfolded it carefully. "To my Mischief Makers," He read, "I'm sure you saw today's paper and have drawn conclusions about Rita's article. I have a pretty good guess of what you're thinking so I have written to make sure you two stay out of trouble for the moment. I don't need rescued; I'm not staying with my relatives like the article implied but no one knows that yet. I'm quite safe so don't worry. I'll see you in a couple weeks." Fred looked over to his brother, "How did she know we were going to come after her?"
"She knows us too well." George said with a smile, Fred grinned in response and nodded. George picked up the smaller packet and looked at it, "This has the Marauder's seal on it." He said excitedly, Fred leaned into his brother as he took in the seal from the workshop on the envelope. George opened it and pulled out a small stack of thick card like objects and another slip of parchment, "To Harriet's twins, We assume you saw the picture of Harriet in the paper today and we thought you might like a copy of that one as well as a few others. We heard that you said you would miss her over break, so this is the best we can for you in the absence of your other half. Signed The Marauders." He frowned and leaned closer to look at chicken scratch that looked to be added last minute, "P.S. Don't try anything funny with the pictures, you won't like what I've charmed them to do. -Prongs."
The twins both blushed at the insinuation as George tossed the parchment down. Fred groaned, "They'll be around every corner, ready to prank us for looking at their little girl the wrong way."
"We're never getting laid." George moaned.
Chuckling from their door alerted them to the fact that they weren't alone anymore; Bill, Charlie, and Percy stood leaning in the doorway looking at them in amusement, "I think you two are a little young to worry about never getting laid." Charlie laughed.
"Or getting laid in general." Bill grumbled under his breath.
"You don't understand who we're up against." Fred said with a slightly traumatized look; they had read and memorized the Marauders Journal and Compendium after all, they had a pretty good idea of what would be coming at them.
"And that's not taking into account if her brothers get in on it." George muttered.
"I wasn't aware that she had brothers." Percy said, instantly the twins were on guard. Harriet hadn't told them if it was okay to tell others about that and their brothers hadn't chosen a side yet.
Bill held up his hands in a placating gesture once the twins tensed, "Easy you two. We won't push at the moment. Right Perc?" he nudged Percy who sighed and nodded, "We just wanted to see how you guys were doing after mum went off like that."
"We're fine." They said shortly, in unison.
Charlie smiled at them, "Calm down guys. I think this morning made it pretty clear what we're going to choose." The twins tensed even further, they drew close together and edged their wands out in preparation to take Harriet's portkeys to her and warn her immediately.
"Yes, clearly mom has gone off her rocker with her blind faith in Dumbledore." Bill plowed on, noticing the twins going for their wands and not wanting them to do anything drastic, "And if she knew about the abuse and wanted it to work in her, Ron, and Ginny's favor then obviously she is not who we thought. We'll send Harriet our acceptance before lunch."
The twins relaxed instantly and smiled at their older brothers, hope making its way tentatively onto their faces, "Thank you." They said softly. Their older brothers walked closer and pulled them into a group hug, when they separated the twins glanced at each other before looking at their brothers nervously, "You know we…"
"Won't be able to tell you…."
"Anything else until Harriet give the okay,"
"Right?"
Bill stepped back and sighed, "Yes we know."
"Just don't expect me to be happy about it." Percy grumbled, his brothers all laughed good naturedly at him.
While the Weasley boys were bonding, Harriet was skulking through the desert fifty miles outside Puente Antiguo, New Mexico with Luna swaying behind her. Harri smiled at her sister, she wasn't one for sneaking but she had simply latched onto Harri when she had made to go and mark the Bifrost sight. Since it was more of a recon mission Harri didn't have any problems with her coming along, especially with her so close to her burning date; she had already been having weak spells and moments where her body felt like it was moving through water. It made her feel better to have someone with her to sit with her through those moments.
They had already marked the Bifrost to alert Harri once Thor stepped inside the circle and called Heimdall, now they were just checking on Shield. It was three in the morning here in New Mexico but they knew that the Shield base would still be up and crawling with agents trying to figure out Thor's hammer, later this evening they would get a visit from Thor himself but they weren't aware of that yet.
Harriet drew Luna gently down next to her as she knelt on a rise just a little way from the makeshift base, "For all their problems Shield is pretty efficient." Harri murmured as she allowed Glacia to come forward just enough to enhance her eye sight. She could see the agents walking around and testing Thor's hammer even at this early hour.
"I'm not sure how, almost all of them have heads full of wrackspurts." Luna hummed, her eyes on the base below, "It's a wonder you can see for them all Harri."
"I knew to expect them." Harriet said, "After all, they are controlled by the Council. Those idiots have armies of Heliopaths helping them."
"Whole armies?" Luna asked in what looked like genuine surprise.
Harri nodded distractedly, "More than Fudge even."
"Oh dear." Luna said, "That is serious."
Harri nodded again as she focused in on Mjolnir and hummed, "What do you think Luna? Chances of me getting down there to talk to Mjolnir?"
Luna cocked her head and looked down at the hammer, "You being who you are could probably pull it off, but the Nargles seem positive that one of your weak spells are about to hit. So I would say no."
Harri huffed but nodded, "Fine, I'll wait." She crossed her arms and pouted a bit, "Stupid burning day." She rolled her eyes as Glacia protested in her head. She gave an exaggerated sigh, "Alright, we've done all the damage we can do for now sister. Let's go home." She made to stand up but the second she put weight on her legs they turned to jelly and she collapsed.
Luna moved over to her and pulled her head carefully into her lap, "Sorry big sister, looks like it happened faster than the Nargles anticipated."
Harri smiled softly up at her sister, "It's not their fault, these things like to come at the most in opportune times."
Luna combed her fingers through Harriet's black hair as they waited for the spell to pass, stopping every so often to play with a feather. "The Nargles have been telling me the smaller stories from the other timeline lately." Luna mentioned.
"Oh?" Harri asked with a slight slur; having her hair played with was like being petted in her ocelot form. It was very relaxing.
Luna giggled at Harriet's reaction to her ministrations, "Is it true we will find the Crumple-Horned Snorkack?"
Harri grinned up at her sister, "You bet! The poor dear was injured when we found him with the Asian poachers, we cared for him until we could release him. There was a whole herd."
Luna's eyes brightened, "You'll show me and daddy right? We've been looking for years!"
Harri chuckled, "Of course Luna. We can go next summer. Other than Steve waking up there shouldn't be too much to get in the way of that." Luna gave a squeal and leaned over Harriet to give her an awkward hug. They both froze as the screech of a hawk answered Luna's squeal, the blonde sat back up and Harriet looked upward. "That's Clint's hawk." She whispered as she just managed to make out the female hawk in the dim light overhead provided by the base's flood lights.
Just as the hawk swooped down toward them there was a faint sound of boots creeping through the dirt toward them, Harri strained her hearing in that direction and smiled when she heard the familiar soft sound of an arrow being pulled from a quiver. "Hello Hawkeye." She called softly, the movement in the dirt just beyond the nearby bushes halted. Harri raised her arm shakily upward and whistled, the red tail hawk landed on her arm as gently as possible and crooned at her softly as she lowered her arm to her stomach. "Hello pretty girl." Harri hummed, brushing at the hawk's wings with her free hand. "Have you been taking care of him?" the hawk bobbed her head, "Good girl." The hawk drew herself up proudly.
Harriet felt her strength returning to her and knew they had to leave so as not to rush Clint, "Alright girl, can you tell him something for me?" the hawk cocked her head and Harriet heard the soft whisper of clothes as Clint shifted a bit, "Tell him that there will be an unarmed intruder after dark tonight. We all know he could easily take down this person." The hawk kreed and nodded in agreement, Harri giggled, "Yes, I know, but he must let the intruder get to the hammer." Harri could just imagine Clint's frown, "He can take him down after that but the intruder is just a spoiled brat who needs to learn a lesson. He won't learn unless he fails to pick up the hammer. He has to be allowed to fail. After that you guys can take him down even easier than before, he'll be very emotional. Got it?" the hawk clacked her beak and rubbed her head against Harriet's hand, "Good, we have to go now. Make sure to tell him alright?" the hawk kreed again and took off to hover over them, Harriet felt Luna latch onto her for the ride but never took her eyes off the hawk, "Goodbye Hawkeye." She called gently before aperating herself and Luna back to Potter Manor.
Luna gave Harri a lopsided smile, "Sorry Harriet."
Harri shook her head and sighed, "I promised to wait until he was ready, I had to keep my promise." She pouted, "He was so close."
Luna giggled, "He'll listen to your instructions. The Nargles are sure of it."
Harri sighed, "Good." She rolled and stood up carefully, "Ow." She cracked her neck with a grimace, "I wish I could just do the burn now. Glacia wanted to do it when this first started."
"Phoenixes aren't meant to put it off." Luna said serenely from where she was still kneeling on the floor, "If you had been in your phoenix form all the time you would have lost feathers all last week and then burned after you felt the first few weak spells."
"I know, but I wouldn't be recovered in enough time to help Loki if I had done it when it first hit." Harriet said, "Glacia said since we're so young it will take a week to recover after our first few burns. The last one was only different because of the situation." She stretched and huffed, "Fawkes is so lucky. He's old enough that he doesn't even have the egg stage of his burn, he comes straight from the ashes and is all recovered within the day."
"You want to be old Harriet?' Luna giggled.
Harri frowned a little, "Just in this instance."
Luna smiled at her sister and stood to give her a hug, "Alright. I'm going to go tell Daddy about next year's trip. I'll come back after you have hatched."
"Sounds like a plan." Harriet said, embracing her sister. "See you in a couple days Luna."
"Bye!" Luna said with a wave before skipping out of the ballroom where they landed to go use the fire place to go home.
Harriet sighed and checked the wards to find out where the Marauders were, they needed to have a talk about the next couple days. She had been putting it off so they had some time to relax after the school year but she couldn't put it off any longer without leaving them in a lurch once she hit the limit for her burn. She found them in the play room playing Wii bowling, listening to music on the desktop computer.
"Harriet! You're back!" Remus said cheerfully from where he sat, waiting for his turn.
"Hey Princess!" James greeted from his own spot in the computer chair. They had all acclimated to the technology rather well but it was the rolling, spinning chair that James loved the most. Harri loved teasing him about it.
Sirius also greeted her but his was more of a distracted wave as he concentrated at little too much on the game in front of him. He rolled and watched intently as the ball rolled down the alley, it hit and scattered all the pins but the two at the very edges of the arrangement. "Damn." He muttered, he looked over to Harriet, "Hey pup. Did you do what you needed to?"
"Yep. All done." Harri said with a small smile, she looked around to include the other two, "We need to talk."
Remus frowned and James started to look worried but Sirius deadpanned, "Are you breaking up with us?"
Harriet blinked before giggling, "No, I'm not breaking up with you guys."
Sirius pressed the back of his hand to his forehead and sauntered over to drape himself over Moony, "She's lying Remy, she's breaking up with us!"
Remus chuckled and joined in, "She's going to tell us that it's not us, it's her."
Harriet had descended into full blown laughter when James decided to join in, he stood up and walked over to her with wide eyes, "Don't break up with us! We can change!"
"No! Stop!" Harri said, laughing so hard she was clutching her sides.
"We can change!" Remus and Sirius repeated as they stepped up on either side of James. Harri laughed even harder but the mood suddenly flipped when another weak spell hit Harriet, making her collapse.
Only James' quick reflexes managed to save her from hitting the floor, "Princess?" he asked frantically as he swung her up into his arms carefully, "Harriet? Are you alright?" Sirius and Remus gathered closer to her worriedly.
Harriet smiled weakly up at them, "This is what I needed to talk to you guys about."
"Oh dear Merlin!" Sirius said, grabbing Harriet's hand in his, "She's dying!" James' arms tightened around her and Remus' eyes went wide.
Harri sent weak stinging hexes at them, "I'm not dying. Calm down." They all focused on her intently, "Let's sit." They nodded and all walked over to one of the couches, once they were all sat down and she was essentially sprawled out over top of all of them she began. "I'm not dying; I'm going through my second burning day." She said flatly, "In fact, right now I'm overdue to have burnt."
"That doesn't sound good." Remus said, "Burnings are supposed to be good for phoenixes. Shouldn't you let it happen?"
"I should, I'm holding it off right now though." Harri sighed, "Since I'm such a young phoenix my burning and recovery will be a little longer than the older ones. Like, Fawkes can burn and recover within one day, but since I'm so young it will take me about a week to recover. I can't burn right now otherwise I won't be able to save Loki."
"And why are you just now telling us about this?" James asked sternly.
Harri looked sheepish, "Well, I already knew I would have to put it off until after I got Loki and you guys were relaxing after the school year…"
James rolled his eyes, "Harriet, we need to know these things, no matter if we're relaxing or not."
"Definitely, it will be a lot more stressful if we don't know what we're going into. Alright?" Sirius added, Harri gave them a small smile and nodded.
"Good." Remus said, patting Harri's legs gently where they sat on his lap, "Now tell us about your burning."
Harri tucked her hair behind her ear, "Well, since I'm so young I will have an egg stage instead of coming straight from the ashes. According to Glacia I will hatch after about a day, then I won't be able to change back until my tail feathers are two feet long, which she said was about a week."
James frowned, "Why do you keep talking about Glacia as a completely separate person? Our other transformations have their natural instincts but they're still part of us."
Harri bit her lip, "That's because she feels like a separate being at the moment. See, phoenixes are born knowing certain things, things beyond just instincts, things about the world and magic in general. I've only had Glacia for two years now, one of which was fighting a war and the second was planning Dumbledore's demise. I haven't had time to merge with her completely or to take in all the knowledge a natural born phoenix would already have. Glacia holds that knowledge and I haven't learned that information from her yet so she still feels separate."
"Wow. That's pretty awesome cub." Remus said with a smile.
Harriet nodded, "It is but it's also a pain in the butt. It means that I have to spend copious amounts of time meditating. I haven't really had time for that so Glacia's been annoying about it. She wants me to do some during our recovery since I won't be able to do much anyway."
Sirius ran his hand through her hair and smiled at her, "Okay, pup. Now tell us what we'll need to do to take care of you during your recovery."
Harriet blushed red and looked away, "I'm basically going to be a baby again. A baby bird. You'll have to treat me like one."
All three males blanched and James scratched at the back of his head, "Um, that may be a problem."
Harri blinked and looked over to them, Sirius let out a nervous chuckle, "Well, see, your mum was always the best with the…well mothering."
"We're terrible at it." Remus admitted fully, slumping in place. "We tried but we're just not made for that."
Harri lost her embarrassment in the face of her fathers' discomfort and snickered, "Glacia says I should retain my mind, so I will try not to be too much trouble. You'll just have to make sure I'm fed small, soft, easy to swallow foods and keep me cold until my feathers come in to regulate my temperature."
"Cold? Not warm?" Remus asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course, I'm an ice phoenix." Harriet said, "I need cold not heat. Too much heat when I don't have my feathers can make me sick and draw out my recovery."
Sirius nodded, "Alright, feed you small soft foods and keep you cold. Anything else?"
Harri tilted her head, "I've already made up my nest in my room and had the house elves ready a whole bunch of ice packs but the only really big thing you need to remember is this. If I, for some reason, can't hold off the burn until after I get to my nest you have to gather my ashes and put them in my nest with my egg. They hold a whole bunch of nutrients for a phoenix and help our feathers come in correctly."
James looked serious as he nodded at her, "Feed you small soft foods, keep you cold, and keep your ashes close to you." He pointed a finger at her, "And you remember to tell us about stuff like this when it happens not days before it happens."
"Yes dad." Harri said with a soft smile, she perked up, "I guess I should tell you now that this will happen every year for the next thirteen years then."
"What?!"
Chapter Notes:
Me keeping Arthur mostly oblivious is my way of giving me room to bring Arthur over if the opportunity presents itself. I actually like the muggle loving wizard so in the spirit of not completely locking him out, he's mostly oblivious at this point.
Sorry about the article, I'm not the best with news article type writings.
Also, keep in mind with it, that Harriet has a contract with Skeeter. She looked over and approved everything that was in the letter. She's trying to create an image for herself, so its not going to be in character but she's also not going to come right out and accuse Dumbles. She wants so build up while not alerting the Headmaster to his upcoming demise.
The only reason Harri knows that Dumbledore is her Magical Guardrian (illegally, remember) was because she went to Gringotts. He never told her so, if she's playing dumb, she has to act like she does't know she has one at all.
Harriet can't see that wrackspurts without specter specs but she knows to trust Luna when she says their there. While I think Luna is hiding some of her intelligence behind the dreamy facade I hate to think its all a mask because she is absolutely adorable the way she is.
Right, so in the cannon Luna never explained what attracted Heliopaths but the only one she ever commented about having them was Fudge so I figured they were probably attracted to corrupt politicians or politicians who like the spotlight(hence the spitting fire). The council can be argued as corrupt politicians, hence the armies of Heliopaths.
The talking with Mjolnir thing is my sisters input though a part of an idea I share. Being such an ancient magical object, in this story, Mjolnir will have a consciousness. Much like Hogwarts consciousness but only somewhat like the hats consciousness. She, cause the hammer is totally a female according to Dakota, will be able to project feelings and low level concepts to people who have PATIENCE enough to listen and interpret her thoughts. AKA, Harri, Luna, and Loki can talk to the hammer, Thor (Gungho God of Thunder and Poptarts with a thing for battle and no restraint) will not be able to (not without some serious time and training).
Harri is just calling Artemis 'the hawk' because she doesn't know what Clint named her yet. Just mentioning that so there is no confusion, since the chapter is from her point of view and she doesn't know it yet she's just calling her 'the hawk'.
Harri talks to Artemis even though she greets and says goodbye to Clint. She doesn't want to rush him to much so she talked to Artemis but I figured she wouldn't want it completely ignore him either.
"We need to talk." those four dreaded words! lol
Every year for the thirteen years and then she can start going longer between burns.
Well, there's that.
There WILL be a chapter on Thursday. We will FINALLY be rescuing Loki!
See you then!