Chapter Seventeen – Molly's
Harry had Grady find him a new greenhouse and have it setup for him. Grady took care of all the other greenhouses on the property where they grew some of their own food and potion ingredients. Part of the grounds supported a large area for a vegetable garden that Grady looked after as well.
Two days later the new greenhouse was in place and ready to be used.
Harry sent a letter to Pomona and Neville informing them he was ready whenever they were. He asked that they let him know when he could expect them. He informed them that he would send Pipsy to collect them.
They were anxious to see the new plants so they both were ready to get started on the very next weekend. They agreed to arrive at 9 am on Saturday so Pipsy went and picked them up, bringing them to the front gates of Potter Place. Harry met them there and allowed them entry onto the property.
He walked with them straight to the new greenhouse where Grady met them. Harry introduced them to Grady and they got started looking at all the new plants and trees. Harry had them all back to normal size but still in stasis. They went over all the specimens and Harry told them what they were called and what kind of soil they preferred. He used his datapad for most of the information.
He had saved all the information when he collected the specimens and verified what they were. On Earth, he could no longer connect to the HoloNet for news or data searches so he had to use what he had saved. Pomona and Neville were both very intrigued by the instrument and, needless to say, the new plants.
However, the biggest shock to them was finding out Harry was a Time Mage and that all these new plants had come from another dimension with multiple habited worlds, advanced technology, and space travel. It was difficult for them to get their heads around it. As it turned out Albus had been rather tight lipped about Harry's travels so it was still a pretty well kept secret. Harry asked them not to speak about it since it would draw him too much unwanted attention. They agreed and wondered if anyone would believe them anyway.
Pomona only made the one trip to see the plants but Neville returned for several weekends in a row on both Saturday and Sunday. Over the course of several weekends, Harry was able to get to know Neville a little better and was pleased to see he was in his element when dealing with all the plants. He even lost some of his shyness and nervousness around Harry, allowing them to easily talk to each other and become friends.
Harry wanted to teach Neville how to use his datapad so he could study the plants on his own but realized he couldn't read Basic. However, after revisiting the spell he had cast on Lisera multiple times so she could understand English, he realized it also allowed the person to read English as well. Then it dawned on him that he could modify the spell so it allowed the person to understand Basic. Since Harry understood both languages, he was able to modify the spell accordingly.
In no time at all, Neville learned how to use the datapad and was happily educating himself on the new plants. He wasn't allowed to take the datapad with him back to Hogwarts but Harry allowed him to borrow it whenever he asked while working at Potter Place.
Harry worked it out with Neville so that Pipsy would come when he called so she could bring him back and forth between Hogwarts and Potter Place. At lunch, and even dinner on occasion, when Neville worked a little late, he would join them in the manor for his meal. However, Harry made sure neither Neville nor Pomona ever saw what was in his garage. He wanted to keep that information limited to only the Potter Place residents for now.
Neville was over the moon when he met Lisera. He had never met someone from a different planet before. They met at his first meal he shared with Harry and Lisera at Potter Place. He was surprised that she looked so normal and acted normal.
While Neville was making headway on the plants, Lisera was making great progress on the spaceport with help from the droids. However, the project was still likely to take over a year to put it all together and get it working. The interesting part was the power generation. It was so powerful that they found it could also power the entire manor with no drain on it whatsoever. Harry made a quick trip back to Coruscant to purchase all the lighting and wiring he would need to power his whole house.
The elves made quick work of running the cable through the walls and ceiling. They also mounted all the lights and controls with no issues. A couple of the droids went through the manor making sure all the connections were correct before supplying the power to the manor. The elves were ecstatic to see such clear light in the manor when you wanted it. Harry preferred it as well over the magical lamps.
Since Lisera was working so hard on the spaceport, Harry decided that she deserved a break and a reward. He headed over to the garage around 9:30 in the morning on a Wednesday.
"Lisera?" Harry approached her while she was instructing the droids in what she wanted to do next.
"Yes, Harry?" she asked turning to him as he approached.
"Do the droids have enough to do for the rest of the day without you here?"
"I'm sure I could give them a list to work on that will keep them busy for a long while. Did you need me to do something else?"
"I thought you deserved a break and I believe you're due for some more clothes. There are two kinds we need to get you. One will be for the non-magical world and the other for the magical. There's a difference in how they dress, you know."
"I'm sure I can go a lot longer without new clothes. The elves keep mine clean all the time so I never run out."
"Yes, but if you're going to go out to eat with me or go out for entertainment, then you will need proper attire so you fit in. Surely you would like to take a break and see some other places."
"I guess I should familiarize myself with this world a bit. I pretty much have only seen this spaceport area and your manor. I've barely been outside at all."
"I know. You've been working so hard and I thought you needed a break and some fun."
"Can you give me a few minutes to get cleaned up and changed?"
"Sure. Take your time. We'll go to Diagon Alley first."
"Let me give the droids plenty to do while I'm gone then I'll go get cleaned up."
"I'll be in the library when you're ready," Harry said then teleported away.
When Lisera met Harry in the library, he was already dressed in dark blue wizarding robes with the Potter House Crest. She had put on her one set of black robes that Letty had picked up for her after taking her measurements. She wanted to see what other options they had and other colors. Black was too drab for her taste.
"Ready?" she asked seeing Harry engrossed in a book.
Harry looked up from his book and smiled. He closed the book and placed it on the table beside him before standing.
"Don't you look positively magical."
"Will I fit in?"
"Yes."
"They better have more than black. I like your blue by the way."
"Thanks. Shall we?" he offered his arm to her.
She hooked her arm though his and nodded. Harry placed his hand on hers and said, "Let's go."
In a blink of an eye, they landed in Diagon Alley. Lisera looked around in astonishment.
"Whoa!" she said.
"Different, huh?"
"I'll say and I've seen a lot of different cultures from a lot of different planets."
"When I take you to the Muggle side you will see the difference," Harry told her.
"Where to first, Harry?"
"Clothes? How about Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions? It's right this way."
"Sure."
He led Lisera to the shop and let Madam Malkin take over after informing her that his friend needed a complete new wardrobe. Harry watched as a shocked Lisera was taken to the back of the store. Knowing this could take a while; Harry simply found a seat and waited.
After a very long time with Lisera coming out on occasion to model for Harry, she finally came out in clothes that looked more Muggle.
"Harry, these are what she calls her Muggle line. Will they pass for the non-magical world?"
"Sure, but you will still need to go to the Muggle side. They have far more choices than the Magical side and you will want to get your share of them. They also have far more styles to choose from so you will need Muggle attire for dressy occasions and for casual occasions, etc."
"Okay." She stared at him for a second. "You look really bored, Harry."
"Don't worry about me. Today is your day. Take as much time as you like."
"Don't you have anything else to do while we're here? I'm going to be a while longer."
"I am late meeting with Ollivander for my wand. I was supposed to go see him a couple of weeks ago."
"Why don't you go do that and meet me back here when you're done?"
"Are you sure? I don't mind waiting."
"I'm sure. There's no need in you being bored."
"Actually, it's been kind of fun watching you model all the different robes and outfits. You might as well get them all since you looked great in all of the ones I saw."
"That would be too much."
"No, it wouldn't. I told Madam Malkin you needed a complete wardrobe so that is not too much."
Lisera walked a few steps toward Harry, looking a little unsure of herself.
"Can I ask you a question?" she asked.
"Sure."
"Do you really think I looked good in those clothes or were you just saying that?"
"No, I said you looked great and I meant it."
Lisera stared at him to see if he was telling the truth. Harry smiled and she thought she caught him teasing her but he wasn't done yet.
"You don't believe me do you?" Harry asked while standing up.
She shook her head no.
"Let me explain it to you this way. Lisera you are a very, very beautiful woman and it doesn't matter what clothes you try on you always look great in them."
"Are you sure you're not teasing me?"
"Positive. Every word I said was true."
Lisera walked the remaining way to Harry and hugged him. Harry slowly put his arms around her and hugged her back.
"Thank you, Harry," she whispered in his ear then hugged him harder.
Lisera stepped back but held onto Harry's arms.
"Go take care of your errand, Harry. I'll start wrapping up here in a few minutes."
"If you see any undergarments you want…excuse me, unmentionables I believe is the word you used…, then get them too but keep in mind that you will again have far more choices in the Muggle world."
"You and my unmentionables. Do you have a problem? You better watch it or I'll report you to the pervert authorities."
"Please, I've seen how you look at my backside as I walk away. Who's the real pervert?"
"Me? You like to clean my unmentionables for fun."
"Well, there was those couple of times while on the ship before you could purchase more…. Alright, I'll admit it. I enjoyed it. I guess I am a pervert."
"See?"
"I'd better go before you call the authorities."
Harry began walking toward the door then quickly turned to catch Lisera staring at his butt.
"Caught you!"
Lisera smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
"I think I'm not the only pervert around here," said Harry.
"No, I just like looking at your butt," she replied and peeked down again.
"Stop it! Quit looking at my butt."
"Sorry, but I can't. I've tried but it's just so… firm… and… tight… I just can't stop myself, Harry."
"Alright, you are getting too convincing with that and it's down right scary. I had better go before you get any worse."
"Sure. I'll just wait here while you leave. I'll watch you all the way out, Harry. Walk slowly, please."
"Right," Harry said chuckling then left quickly with a smile on his face.
Only the smile on Lisera's was bigger as she returned to Madam Malkin to try on some more clothes.
Harry walked over to Ollivander's and saw that the shop was empty when he entered the store. Ollivander appeared suddenly after a minute.
"Mr. Potter, so glad you made it back. Are you ready to see if we can match you up with a wand?"
"Yes, I'm hoping what I brought will work for me."
"I went ahead and made five wands with some of the new material but I'm not sure anyone but you will be a match. I will find out though in due time. What I would like to do for you is have you hold your hand over the woods again and see if you match something else better. Then we will move to the cores. I have them all laid out in the back. Follow me, please."
Harry followed Ollivander and they ended up where he was before but this time there were new boxes of woods and new boxes of cores. He directed Harry to go ahead and see what talks to him for the woods.
Harry went and held his hand over all the old woods and once again only felt a little something from the Snakewood. He then moved his hand over the woods he had brought back. He was pulled strongly to the Wroshyr tree wood so he kept that in mind until he came across the Grave Thorn wood. The pull from it was much stronger.
After finishing with the remaining woods and no more pulls, Harry informed Ollivander what he had discovered. Ollivander pulled a wand blank from the Grave Thorn box then directed Harry to the cores. He followed the same routine but he had equally strong pulls coming from the Krayt Dragon Heartstring and the Shadow Rancor Heartstring.
Ollivander said he wasn't surprised and that he could use both in the wand.
"Before I let you go Mr. Potter, I have one last request. Might I have a dew drops of your blood?"
"Why exactly do you need any of my blood? What would you use it for?"
"Nothing nefarious, I assure you. It's just that you are a very powerful wizard and yes, I know you are also a Time Mage. There is no need to worry, as I will not tell anyone else. I simply want to use your blood in the creation of your wand. It will insure only you can use it, even though I doubt anyone else could, but mainly it should make it a lot better for you. I firmly believe this will likely be the best wand I will ever make, Mr. Potter, maybe even the most powerful, but I will need a few drops of your blood to do it right."
"Very well.
After Harry provided the blood, he was getting ready to leave. Ollivander told him to come back in a few hours to pick up his wand. Before he could exit, he heard a loud commotion outside. Harry headed quickly for the door and opened it to see a shop across the way burst into flame. There were several dark figures in black with white masks causing the problem. People were running this way and that in a panic to get away from them.
Thinking only of Lisera, he teleported straight to the door of Madam Malkin's and ran in. There was a Death Eater in there as well who had just grabbed Lisera. Harry lifted his hands and everything and everyone in Diagon Alley came to a halt.
Harry slowly walked over to Lisera and the Death Eater. He touched Lisera who came to in a panic. She ended up knocking the Death Eater over before flying into Harry's arms and hanging on for dear life. Harry tried to comfort her.
"It's okay Lisera. He won't ever hurt you again. I promise. Are you okay?"
She nodded into his shoulder.
"Now, can you wait right here while I take care of these morons?"
She stepped back and nodded again then asked pointing at the Death Eater who grabbed her, "What are you going to do with him?"
"Oh, he's coming with me. I have special plans for him."
Harry stepped away from Lisera and pointed his finger at the Death Eater who floated in front of Harry as he went back outside. Harry took him to the middle of the cobblestoned street and dropped him there. He put out the fire in the shop then went around collecting all the Death Eaters he could find and placed them in the middle of the street with the first one. Altogether, there was around twenty Death Eaters. He faced them all in the same direction.
Once he had them all where he wanted them and unable to move, he started time again just for the Death Eaters.
"Hello, Death Eaters. Did you not get the message from the last time I dealt with you in this place? I see that a couple of you were here last time. What a shame. Does your prison have a revolving back door? Something should be done about that, but we will deal with that later. You, my friends will not be returning there. No, I've decided to quit playing nice. It's obvious you have no intention of playing nice either. You hurt several people and killed a few today. They were innocent people – men, women, and children. You just don't care do you?"
They all looked at him defiantly.
"We serve our master," one of them yelled out. "He will beat you. He is too powerful for you."
"I guess we'll never know since he never comes out of hiding to face me. You know, I was going to send one of you back with a message to him but I changed my mind. He'll get the message anyway."
Harry's eyes took on a steely gaze as the Death Eaters wondered what he was going to do next. Suddenly they ceased to wonder after Harry clenched his fist in front of him. They began choking as their throats were suddenly constricted. Then Harry twisted his fist in a sharp motion. When he did, all twenty of the Death Eaters fell over dead with their necks twisted and snapped into. Harry got that idea from a Sith that tried to choke him with the Force once. As it turns out, magic can use that method too he thought, or at least he can.
After making sure he didn't miss any of them, he walked back to Madam Malkin's and started time again just as he entered the store. He helped Lisera gather all her clothes together quickly and paid Madam Malkin after he calmed her down. When done, Harry shrunk the purchases and walked Lisera out of the store. As soon as they were on the street he teleported them to the other side of Gringotts. He saw a restaurant so headed them toward it.
Lisera was still in a bit of a daze.
Harry guided her into the restaurant and found them a seat in a booth near the back where he could see the entrance clearly. He had Lisera sit on the inside close to the wall while Harry sat on the same side with her. A young waitress appeared and offered them menus.
"What can I get you two to drink?" she asked.
Harry looked at Lisera then turned back to the young lady.
"We'll just start with some water for now. Thank you."
Harry looked around the restaurant and saw that it did a good business. He then turned back to Lisera.
"Lisera, aren't you hungry?"
"Not really."
"But it's been a while since you've eaten. You should eat something."
"I'm just not hungry right now."
"Okay, no problem. You can always order something later. I'm pretty hungry. I think I'm going to try the Shepherd's Pie," he said looking at the menu.
"Did I hear right?" the server asked as she placed the waters on the table. "You want the Shepherd's Pie?"
"Yes and my friend here claims she not hungry right now so I guess just that for me to start with."
"Very well. Good choice and it's quite tasty. Are you staying with the waters? Nothing else to drink?"
"No, I think the waters will do. Thank you."
"Thank you. I'll put in your order and it should just be a few minutes."
"Well, the wait staff here is friendly," said Harry to Lisera as their server left. "Her nametag said Alicia."
"You mean the nametag that was positioned directly over her left boob?" asked Lisera.
"Ah, there you are. I was wondering when you were going to join me and, yes, it was pinned right over her perky left boob."
Lisera laughed. "You are incorrigible."
"Such a big word for a grease monkey engineer."
"At least I know how to read!"
"Ouch! That hurt."
"No it didn't."
"What if I cried a tear," asked Harry. "Would you believe me then?"
"Let me think about it for a second… ah… no."
"You are so heartless."
"Am not. My heart is right here," she said pointing. "It resides somewhere beneath my left perky boob."
Harry stared at her left boob where she was pointing until she pushed his face away.
"You know, that was pretty good Lisera. You brought the conversation right back around where it started. Touché."
She smiled and leaned up close to Harry's ear.
"Thank you Harry for saving me back there," she said then kissed him on the cheek. "It appears you are making a habit of it."
"I will do it as many times as is necessary, Lisera. Never worry about that." Harry leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
Before he could move back, Lisera grabbed his head and kissed him firmly on the lips. They were still that way when Alicia came back to their booth with the Shepherd's Pie.
"Um, sorry to interrupt but your food is here," she said slightly embarrassed.
Harry and Lisera broke apart and looked up sheepishly at Alicia with smiles on their faces.
"This is one of our most favored dishes. I hope you enjoy it," she said to them.
"Thank you, Alicia," Harry replied. "You've been very kind and helpful. I will give it a try."
Alicia walked off and Harry dug into the hot dish. He had only taken a couple of bites when Lisera leaned over and took a whiff.
"Wow that really smells good, Harry."
Harry looked up at her then slid the dish over in front of her. He then handed her his fork.
"Try it. It's delicious."
"I don't want to eat your food, Harry. It's yours."
"Just try it."
Lisera used the fork and took a bite.
"Mmmmm, that is delicious."
"I told you. Go ahead and have some more."
Lisera started eating Harry Shepherd's Pie so Harry waved down Alicia and ordered another one. Before long, they both had their own dish to themselves. When they were done with that, Alicia came back and asked if they wanted dessert.
"What do you recommend?" asked Lisera.
"Well, we have a lot of good choices but my personal favorite is Treacle Tart. Would you like to try some?"
"Yes," said Harry. "Two orders. One for each of us."
"Coming right up!"
While they waited for dessert, Harry brought up the fact that they had not finished shopping.
"I don't know if I should shop anymore for clothes today after eating all of that."
"We can always go have some fun and digest for a while. Then we can finish up later."
"Sounds like a plan."
They finished with the Treacle Tart which was amazingly good, paid the bill, and left. Harry looked at the front of the restaurant and saw the name there. He had not read it when they came in from the street since they were in a hurry.
The name said "Molly's Kitchen."