Diagon Alley is the Wizarding world Magical shopping district. This magical shopping street looks as if time hasn't moved past the time when Knights on fine steed rode around. Old buildings with large glass panels that displayed brooms, kettles and other magical items. Standing in front of the large glass panels, children were pressing their faces against the cold surface and gazed at the Cleansweeper 90 broomstick, the best and fastest broom that is currently available. The Wizards' and Witches' fashion was different from the mundane. Their dress code is from '40, when Germany invaded their neighbouring countries, and there are some who have taken a liking to that of the victorian's era. Besides those two different senses of fashion, you also had the typical fashion of what muggles, people that were not blessed by magic, believed that Magical people wear, namely robes and pointy hats.
The window with the one the children were pressing their faces against is called Quality Quidditch Supplies and from the group of small wizards and witches, a boy and a girl left the group. They wore a smile on their face and their eyes sparkled with excitement while they rejoined their parents. "That was the newest and fastest broom Harry," Zatanna's animated voice could be heard by James and Lily. "Shouldn't you be a bit more excited?" The eight-year-old girl said while she jumped into her mother's arms, and Lily embraced her daughter with all her love.
Behind Zatanna, a tall boy with a muscular build lazily followed his sister. Black hair that danced wildly in the wind. "Why should I feel excitement for a broomstick when I can easily fly under my own powers?" The boy, Harry retorted with a mirthful laugh and stopped next to his father, James.
James' eyes widened at his son's comment. "Harry! That is not something I want to hear from you young man!" He exclaimed out with a stern voice. "When your time comes to follow your old man in his footsteps when you stay at Hogwarts, I expect you to become a Quidditch player for your house." Continued Lord Potter, only for a dainty hand to slap the back of his head.
"My son will not follow in your footsteps, James. I do not want to get owls about my son's misbehaviour." Lily sent a stern glare to her husband and a warning one to her son. "Harry and Zatanna will behave themselves once they arrive at Hogwarts, however, the time hasn't yet come for Hogwarts to deliver their invitations and therefore they will stay as my little adorable children longer who wouldn't say no to some ice cream from Fortescue Ice Salon. Am I right, Children?"
The children let out a cheer and Zatanna pulled Lily by the arm towards the direction of the ice cream salon. James dragged his feet over the ground, following his family with a pout on his face. He could already feel his wallet scream for the amount he should need to pay, all because of his son's dark black hole that Harry calls a stomach. "He is my son too and I swear on my Marauder honour, Harry will do pranks once he starts at Hogwarts," Grumbled James quietly.
Harry followed his mother and sister a few steps behind them. The boy had his arms crossed behind his head and whistled a merry tune. "What is happening over there?" Lily's son heard his sister speak out. Harry leaned his body to the left and his new position let him see past his mother and sister.
James too had heard his daughter speak out and curiously looked over his son and towards the commotion that happened in front of his wife and daughter. What he saw made his blood boil. Standing over a diminutive elderly woman is Lucius Malfoy, a minor Lord who believes himself to be standing on the same status as those of the other ancient houses. "That is enough, Lucius, you dare to point a wand at a helpless woman!" Harry's father snarled with anger, however, his anger and reaction paled in comparison with his son.
Harry disappeared from view and he appeared next to the elderly witch and in front of the minor Lord. His feet shot up, kicking the wand out of the elder wizard's hand. Harry twisted his upper body and the boy's leg flew vertically, hitting Lucius in the stomach and launching the feminine-looking Lord Malfoy into a wall. The boy's feet touched the paved ground and his other feet came up and cut through the air, too quick for a normal eye to see how many times but the end result was that the wand suddenly split into many micro splinters and would be impossible to be restored, even with the use of magic. "Try using magic now, you arrogant troll stain!" Snarled the young Potter.
The small boy, who looks like a younger version of the older feminine wizard could only cower in fear at the tall, more muscular boy. The taller boy turned his attention towards the witch on the floor who only could gape with an open mouth at her rescuer. "My thanks boy, you have my gratitude," she said once her voice returned to her.
"How dare you hit my father!" A squeaky voice interrupted Harry, who moved to help the elderly witch back to her feet. "My father knows the Minister and then you will be punished!" Harry straightened himself after helping the witch, making himself tall again and the difference in height was clear to see who is the taller one. "Your father assaulted an innocent witch in the presence of countless witnesses. I would like to see how your father gets out of that crime." Spat the dark raven-haired boy.
A groan came from the wall, gaining the attention of the Witches and Wizards that had witnessed the insightful display. They could see that Lucius needed the wall to help himself back to his feet. The glare the feminine man gave Harry was poisonous and full of hatred. "Who dares to hit me, a lord!"
"I did, little man." Harry stepped forward in front of the woman. "And before you start to rant, think wisely. You are a minor Lord who dares to raise his wand against an innocent in the presence of the Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, whose ancestor has served the Roman Empire while yours was still cleaning the sheep stables from their ingestions." Despite the fact that Harry was smaller than Lord Malfoy, his physical presence eclipsed that of the former Slytherin.
"You dare to insult my House, boy! Do you think I fear ancient houses, especially those like the Potters?" Spat Lucius, eyes narrowed hatefully at the boy.
Harry smirked at the ignorant little man. "Good to know what you think, little man" He turned on his heel and walked away. Harry only took a few steps and then stopped and glanced back to Lucius from over his shoulder. "But you made a small mistake in not fearing my House. My father, James Charles Potter is the Lord of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, however, he is also the first born of Lord Charles Henry Potter and Lady Dorea Diane Potter who was the first born daughter of House Black, which made my father a Black and in extension, me. The current Lord of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black is Sirius Orion Black, who is First Cousin but most saw them as brothers. The Current Lord Black is also my Godfather, sworn by Magic and you thought insulting us was smart?"
Lord Malfoy blanched at what the brat told him. "You were married into the Black Family through Narcissa Black, who is a second cousin. She won't inherit the seat of Lord Black and in extension that walking white rat you call a son won't inherit the seat either. According to my family's journal, a man that goes by the name of Abraxas begged the then Lord Black to marry his daughter. This was your father, who hasn't a dime in his pocket, nor a title to his name. Somehow you married the Lord Black daughter and gained your family a noble status, which actually shouldn't happen as you married into the Black and not the other way."
"I'll murder you for these lies you spread around." Snarled Lucius with hatred.
Laughter erupted from the child. "I bested you when there was a wand in your hand. Did you think that there would be a different result if you had one now? You aren't one of the smartest ones, are you? You just threaten the current Heir of a higher House to death in the presence of his father, Lord James Potter. Not one of your smartest moves, little man. I'll let you walk away this time, just to preserve your non-existence honour. But I can promise that I inform the current Lord Black of what has played here and that you slighted the name Black with your actions. I don't think that Lord Black would like your actions and a possible divorce in your future, which means that House Malfoy will lose its Noble titles and all the wealth and gifts that were given to House Malfoy will be returned to the House of Black."
Lucius realized what he had done with his actions. His whole life he was promised the seat of House Black, if not him then his son. He used the gold to falsify papers to remove the past of House Malfoy with ones that look more fitting for someone of his position, only now all his work to be threatened by this bastard. "If I still had my wand-"
"-Then that one will receive the same treatment that I gave your previous one. Stop trying to look like a big dog, because you aren't. Turn around and walk away with the little dignity you have left." Interrupted Harry.
Lucius Malfoy has been a suspected Death Eater that followed the Dark Lord Voldemort, however, he was proved innocent. Not that many Wizards and Witches believed the lie that was spun. His bad reputation followed him, gold caused the bureaucrats to stay out of his way and his former associations helped him in cowering those that were weaker. He had used his position as a Death Eater to thin the Blacks and anyone that are blood-related. Now, a little brat from a blood relative threatens his position and there is nothing he can do. "Remember this brat, you haven't heard the last of me!" He whirled on his heel and stormed away. Lucius pushed the people that had gathered around him roughly aside. "Draco come! We do not mingle with those that are below our position!"
Watching the Malfoys leave Diagon Alley, a lot of people, including the Potters and Kent family couldn't help the smile that appeared on their faces. The Malfoys were humiliated and they couldn't do anything against it. The gathered Witches and Wizards saw that there were bigger predators swimming in the vast ocean than the Malfoys. They had just watched a young boy slapping around a grown man as if he was nothing. Everyone wondered how strong the Heir Potter truly is if this is how he put evil-doers in place.
"You were so brave, my little hero!" Lily gushed when she pulled her son into a hug. She brought her hand through his hair, planting kisses on her son's face. Lily looked up when James joined them, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. "That is my son, rescuing damsels in distress. I have never been more proud than I am now."
Watching the Malfoys leave were the Potter family. Harry is still standing protectively in front of the older witch. His bulky frame and intense gaze frightened a few onlookers that were in the crowd. Except for one man who had joined them at the end of the confrontation, a few bags hanging from his arm. "Inza!" Called out the man upon recognizing his wife. His bags dropped from his arm, gravity pulled the object down, however strangely they never hit the ground.
The man rushed forward but stopped when the boy glanced at his wife while still keeping an eye on him. A large smile appeared on his face when noticing that the boy didn't let his guard down. "I thank you, young man, for protecting my wife while I was in the store browsing for tomes." Spoke the elderly man who now held a grateful smile on his face.
"There is no need to thank me, sir. I did what any person would have done," here the boy sent a sharp gaze to the crowd that surrounded them. "Besides, no one likes the little man. He prances around as if he owns the alley, despite not being born on British soil. That crossdressing idiot married my aunt, which I still find disbelieving..." The boy trailed off now, his mind wondering how they could be related.
A large hand landed on the boy's shoulder, which pulled the boy from his thoughts. "I would like to reward the saviour of my wife. My name is Kent Nelson and my wife's name is Inza, the treasure of my heart."
"Pleased to meet you, Kent and Inza." James stepped forward and placed proudly a hand on his son's other shoulder. "You have met my son, Harry I see." Grinned the proud father. "Standing next to me is my daughter Zatanna and my wife and mother of my children Lily."
Lily hugged her daughter from behind, smiling down at her two children. "Don't forget yourself, love." She turned her attention to the pair of elderly magicians. "And this is James, he sometimes forgets to introduce himself." The red-haired woman and Inza laughed when James shouted indignantly at them. "We were on our way to Florescue Ice Salon to buy some ice cream for our children. Would you and your wife like to join us?" Extended the mother to the two elderly magical users.
Kent laughed and clapped his hand. A small golden ankh flashed for a fraction of a second and a red rose appeared in his hand. "That is very kind of you, Lady Potter. I think we all can use something sweet after such a dishonourable ordeal. And I like to add that your daughter is beautiful, just like this rose." The older wizard handed over the single rose to Zatanna, who blushed as she accepted the flower.
"You're a flattener, Mister Kent." Laughed Lily as her daughter accepted the gift. "What do you say to the kind gentleman, Zatanna?" The mother whispered to her daughter while she took the rose out of her child's hands and placed the flower in her hair, above her right ear.
Zatanna smiled at the older man and shyly spoke. "The rose is beautiful, mister Nelson, thank you." Lily's daughter blushed shyly and grabbed her mother's hand and pulled her down the street and in the direction of the Ice Cream Salon.
She led her family and guests with a skip in her step into Fortescue Ice Salon. The young black-haired girl rushed towards the glass display where small containers showed ice cream in all kinds of different colors. Zatanna pressed her cheek against the glass, gazing with a hungry look at all the ice. "Welcome, Heiress Potter. Is there something I can offer you?" James' daughter's eyes trailed up, past the glass and landing on a middle-aged man who smiled kindly down on her. "I can offer you strawberry flavour, or a blueberry flavoured ice."
"What kind of flavour do you have besides those two?" Harry asked when he joined his sister. His eyes looked at the many coloured ice cream, each promising a different taste.
Fortesque smiled brightly at the children. "My flavours consist of the usual flavours like strawberry, banana, chocolate and everything you can think that the Muggles have on their side, but we also got chocolate pops, those that crackle in all kinds of different colours like small fireworks. I serve ice cream that doesn't melt for three hours and with each lick, you taste a different flavour. Bertie Bott's, all kinds of flavoured ices, and I mean literally all kinds of flavours. Ice cream that makes you feel as if you have stood for a while on the North Pole. So take your pick, kids, I have many flavours to choose from and maybe one of them is your favourite?"
Harry and Zatanna left the Fortescue ice cream parlour with a cone of unmelted ice that changed in flavour with every lick. They wore large smiles on their faces, especially Harry whose ferocious appetite is well known in the family. James on the other hand was glad he is a wizard and that they have ice cream like these, his money pouch is him thankful. Lily chuckled upon seeing her husband's relieved face and she and her daughter couldn't help to poke fun at him.
"Dad, I know that my brother is a big eater, but I don't think Harry eats that much that he eats a hole in the family fortune." Zatanna cheekily said to her father. "Besides, aren't you a wizard and found a spell that can produce more food or make them like this ice cream that takes longer before it's gone?" James couldn't help but sweatdrop at hearing his cheeky daughter.
Wanting to move away from that topic, James quickly ordered a blueberry ice cream while his lovely wife took a strawberry. Their new acquaintance Kent Nelson ordered much to his wife's disbelief, a Bertie Botts' Every Flavour ice cream. Inza laughed when her husband took the first lick of his ice and exclaimed that his ice tasted like an old sock. She couldn't stop laughing and instead pointed to her chosen ice flavour, namely a normal strawberry cheesecake.
It was Lily who led the party to a large table that was close to the windows where they all could sit around and enjoy the view of the alley. Harry took a seat next to his sister, with Lily sitting beside her daughter and James next to her, draping his arm around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. Across from them were the Nelsons, Kent's eyes sparkled with amusement when he noticed a dot of ice on the boy's tip of the nose. He brought a finger to his own nose and tapped it a few times, clueing in the dark-haired boy who smiled embarrassingly back at him. "Thanks, Mister Nelson." Whispered the boy and Kent laughed encouragingly back at him.
"My wife and I cannot say how great our gratitude is towards your son, Missus and Mister Potter," Kent began after they had finished their small sweet threat, only for Lily to interrupt them, giving the older pair permission to use their first names. "Of course, Lily and James, I am grateful towards your son. My wife is very important to me and for that, Inza and I would like to teach young Harry and Zatanna a few things under our wing with your permission." Kent and Inza smiled at the boy and then they smiled at the daughter. "We also like to extend a hand out towards the pair of you in the name of friendship."
James, ever the confident man, smiled appreciatively at the older man. "You have our friendship Kent! As for teaching our children, I must say that they will go to Hogwarts in a few years to follow their magical education."
"And I don't want to sound rude, Kent and Inza, but your accent doesn't sound British. Are the pair of you from over the pond?" Lily injected herself into the conversation. The red-haired young woman could see Inza smile at her.
"Don't worry about how we can stay in contact. Harry and Zatanna do have enough time between now and when they are going to Hogwarts. Your family can stay at our place for the duration of their tutelage. Our place is large enough to accommodate a family like yours, besides visa travels are easily fixed, right honey?" She smiled at her husband.
"Travel visa wouldn't be a problem with my position as the Sorcerer Supreme of the United States." Kent dropped his little bomb, taking the two elder Potters by surprise. He could see their eyes widening and laughed uproariously at their comedic expressions. While Kent and Inza waited. The elderly man pulled a business card out of his pocket and handed that over to Harry. "Harry, if you ever have questions about anything or your origin, do not hesitate to send me an owl or a floo message." Kent laughed again upon seeing the surprised look on the younger boy's face.
Harry, Kent and Zatanna fell into a conversation with Inza listening to them with a smile, while they waited for the children's parents to recover from the surprise that Kent had dropped on the pair. James was the first who recovered, his eyes wide while his mouth refused to make a sound, making him resemble a fish on dry land. His wife wasn't much different, only that she covered the part of her lower face with her hands. Both parents were still staring wide-eyed at Kent Nelson until a burst of uproarious laughter broke them out of their stupor. The person was their son, Harry tried to control himself with the way he tried to stop himself from thumping the table. "Mal-Malfoy, the-they fu-fucked up! The-They ass-assaulted the wife of the Sorcerer Supreme!"
"My apologies Kent, I don't usually take advantage of these kinds of situations. But Harry is right, my friend and I can use this to disarm Lucius Malfoy and finally kick him out of the family!" James crowded out happily. He grabbed some huge golden coins, wizarding currency and threw them on the table. "I'm sorry Kent and Inza, but I need to meet my friend. I hope you can understand."
Kent smiled with understanding. "Do not worry James. I know someone who takes every advantage when something like this shows up. I'll wish you all the best and I hope you can make magical Britain better." The sounds of scraping chairs were heard when the pair stood up. "Our pleasant time has come to an end, sadly because my wife and I really had a great time. Harry and Zatanna, I have one important tip for you kids. Keep practising with your magic, find new ways and be playful with magic, she likes that. This is how you grow as a person, by enjoying the magic. Goodbye, new friends."
Kent and Inza left the Potters, and James followed behind them with a destination in mind. They finally have a good reason to cut ties with the Malfoys. Not that Lucius being a Death Eater was a good enough reason to cut him out of the family, but Narcissa begging him and Lucius being declared innocent would only have damaged his friend's reputation. But with him having assaulted the wife of the Sorcerer Supreme gave Sirius Black, his best friend enough leverage to kick him out of the family.
James grinned viciously. They finally can damage the Dark Faction, bankrupting Lucius Malfoy, a fake Lord who only married into the Black House and through this marriage obtained Noble status.