Disclaimer: Harvest Moon 64 is (c) Natsume. Harry Potter is (c) J.K.
Rowling,Warner Bros., and whatnot. I own none of the Characters,Harry
Potter or Harvest Moon. I do not own the settings, or anything. If I owned
any of these things,why would I write a Fan Fiction?
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Author Notes: This is the last chapter with Spring, Year 1 in it =) We can all look foreward to Spring Year 2 because thats when loveable stuff will begin, even if it'll be near the end.
I was just reading some things about what people hate in fanfictions, and I'm so sorry if ( I ): Have bad grammar, go way OOC, don't write good in general, have too much romance(even though that is half the point of HM), this is a bad crossover choice, Mary Sue's, you don't see a plot, or so on. But I swear there is a plot, and anyone who is not from Harry Potter is from Harvest Moon, or I am trying to keep it that way.
And I'm giving you fair warning now: I can't write as the House Elves well :P
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Friday, Spring 25
When Harry woke up, he stretched and looked out the window. The first noise he made was a loud groan,"Raining. Atleast I don't have to water the potatoes." He paused and thought about what he just said,"But it is due time to pick 'em." Another afterthought about his former comment made him wonder if he was going crazy, not only did he talk to himself but it didn't sound much like him. He sighed and stroked Hedwig, and standing infront of the door, he muttered,"Impervius."
Deciding to take care of the chickens first, he headed down the field to the coop. The coop was filled with peeping, and one rather annoyed sounding cluck. Harry smiled to see that Mika, Tao and Crinkl were all looking rather healthy this morning, and had gained the bright yellow and soft down they would keep until they became hens. Putting the feed into the dishes, and after making sure they had water, he proceeded to go outside.
While digging up his potatoes, Harry began to think about what he'd do today. His usual rainy-day routine would lead him,no doubt, to the bakery. This was ok,though. He hadn't spoken to Luna or Neville yesterday, and Ginny was usually there- she might like to hear about the chicks. Making sure the potato was atleast a bit dusted off, he collected them all and opened the shipping crate.
"Hmph.." Harry said, setting down many potatoes, and then picking up the money left behind for other shipments.
Harry once again found himself seated at a table in the Bakery, accompanied by Luna, Ginny and Neville. They all took the time to notice that today, Neville amazingly did not break anything when getting the drinks and food to the table. While on the topic of the Flower Festival, Harry was reminded of something..
"Did any of you notice a the thing in the shadowy corner?" Harry asked slowly, trying to recall if it had seemed shapely to him. He shook his head, answering his question to himself. He had been too disturbed by the red eyes to notice the rest of it at the time to know for sure now.
"I didn't see anything," Luna was the first to speak. She looked eager to know what Harry was talking about,though. She was, afterall, 'Loony Lovegood'. Ginny shook her head to show she concurred with Luna, she hadn't seen anything.
Harry had expected this,actually. He knew all the girls had been busy preparing as the goddesses entourage, and then after it they still had parts to play. Harry looked at Neville then, who was sitting opposite him looking thoughtful.
"I noticed a dark corner, b-but- I didn't see anything strange," Neville shrugged,"What was there?"
"Nevermind," Harry said, he didn't want to worry anyone- this didn't seem like a big deal.
Harry after that had taken a trip up to the library, he saw,as he expected, Hermione and Parvati there. Harry just smiled and allowed himself to be dragged over to the table by Parvati, who had her book about the goddess, crayons and paper spread out all over the table. He simply nodded and smiled, as Parvati showed him some pictures she had colored. She was talking about how pretty the Flower Festival was, and how nice he and Cho had looked dancing. Harry blushed a bit at the last comment, but before he could say anything the door opened to the library. In stepped Ron, and Harry wondered to himself if he would see a Weasley at every stop today.
"Harry," Ron said, grinning as he walked over to the table. "Imagine seeing you here."
Harry held back a laugh,"I could say the same to you."
"Huh?" Ron paused, then turned red,"Oh,ye- Wait, why can't I hang around a library without a strange motive?"
"It doesn't seem like you, mate." Harry said simply.
Ron just shook his head, and Harry chuckled. Hermione walked over to them,shaking her head.
"You know,you're supposed to be quiet in a library,right?" She asked pointedly, but was smiling.
"You know it's only you, the little girl, me, and him," Ron nodded to Harry, as he spat back,"Don't you?"
"But you have to be quiet for those who are reading." Hermione said.
"No one is reading."
"They might if you weren't being loud."
Harry cut in at this comment,"But now you're being the loudest."
Hermione turned to Harry furiously, opening her mouth to say something back but then closed it and glared at him. Ron was trying, nearly failing, to hold in laughter- he just let out a snort and managed to stop there.
Harry shook his head,"Did you guys fight like that yesterday,while dancing?"
Both of them nodded, Hermione still looking angry. Parvati giggled from the side,"Hermione was pretty." All three of them looked at Parvati, Hermione and Harry smiled, Ron looked a bit sour.
Parvati smiled brightly at the trio, then went back to coloring for a moment. She turned and looked at the clock behind Hermione's desk, and frowned a bit,"I have to go home,now." And she began to gather up her stuff, both Harry and Hermione started to help her.
After Parvati had left, Ron and Harry sat down at the table to talk- quietly of course. Harry didn't think either Ron or Hermione would know anything about the shadow since they were both important kind of people in the festival. But since Ron was his friend, he decided to tell him about it anyway.
"- And it was gone, really quickly." Harry shook his head,"It's eyes were creepy, and Neville,Luna and Ginny said they didn't notice anything."
Ron just looked at Harry,not sure what exactly to say. But, as the library was bare,save the three of them, Hermione had been listening. She got up and sat down across from them.
"What do you think it could be?" She asked curiously. Harry should have expected this, if she didn't know, she'd want to. Ron groaned.
"If you don't know, what are the chances we do?" Ron looked at her.
Hermione rolled her eyes to show annoyance, but of course taking it as a compliment as well.
"I don't know, but I want to find out." Harry said with a shrug.
"Maybe you could ask Dumbledore,then." Hermione suggested.
Harry shrugged again,"Maybe."
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Saturday, Spring 26
With the sun shining and everything dry once more, nothing was stopping Harry from taking a trip to the mountains. There was no point planting anything this late in the season, save perhaps turnip. First stop Harry made was to his henhouse, of course. All the chickens were doing fine, and Harry put Dai's egg for today into the incubator. "One more will be fine this time," Harry thought as he put it in.
He tossed a flower to the sleeping Hedwig,who today was perched on the muggle mail box. And, after leaving his farm, looked at the options of travel. He couldn't go see Ron, it was 8 o'clock in the morning- and it was common knowledge Ron valued sleep. He didn't feel like going just to see Ginny, the Bakery wasn't open yet, the library wasn't open yet, he'd probably disturb someone at the vineyard.. He shook his head as he pondered that. The only option, save going home and doing nothing, was going to the mountains- that wasn't a bad idea.
Nothing was going on in the first stage of the mountain,really. Harry stopped to watch a rabbit for a minute, just because it was one of the few moving things around. Following the white rabbit silently, he realized again he had not gone up the path here before, just across the bridge. He sighed and walked up the path, his wand out for no purpose.
He noticed a tree stump was by the path, his thoughs trvalled to his wood pile at home,"I wonder what I'd need wood for." He asked himself outloud, he shrugged but with a wave of his wand the stump was into logs. Harry smiled and then shrunk them, putting them into his pocket. "It'll be useful for something." He shrugged and continued on.
When he got to the top there was a drop between another part of the mountain, and if you looked down- which is a mistake if you have a fear of heights- you could see the river running between it, and further up was a waterfall leading to the river,of course.
"Well this was pointless." Harry said to himself, turning around to head back down the mountain. When he was half way down the mountain side, it was obvious someone was down at the bottom of the mountain. Harry couple just make out turquoise robes, but as he got closer, it was obvious it was Hermione.
"Hello." Harry said when he was close enough to be heard without yelling.
Hermione turned to look at him,and smiled,"Hello. You're out early."
"So are you,what brings you out here?"
"Nothing." Hermione shrugged.
"Want to go for a walk with me?" Harry asked, looking over the bridge, something bright red was moving. Hermione looked over where he was, and then nodded.
"Sure."
A small creature with a long nose and a strange looking red robe looking thing on it was gathering some berries from infront of the shed. Whatever it was, it had large, green, tennis ball sized eyes,and it stared at Harry and Hermione for a moment.
Hermione took a step foreward,"Hello."
"Hello, Miss." The thing said, and smiled crookedly.
"What is that?" Harry asked Hermione quietly, incase this offended..it.
"This is Dobby, he is a Harvest Elf." Hermione beamed,"They are very friendly."
Dobby stepped towards Harry, looking up a bit anxiously,"Hello, sir. I is Dobby."
Harry smiled,"I'm Harry Potter. Nice to meet you."
Hermione and Harry were invited by Dobby to go back to his cave, and he was overjoyed when they accepted and went with him. They were taken into the cave and then through a small, yet strangely not obvious, opening to the little dwelling of Dobby. Harry was surprised to see two other Harvest Elves in the little home. One looked about the same as Dobby, but her eyes were brown and she had a sad look to her. The other looked rather disgruntled, and much older than the others. Neither of the other two seemed to care as much about their atleast red tinted robes as Dobby did.
Dobby got some chairs for his guests and then went over to the sad looking Elf,"This is Winky,sir and miss. And," He tottered over to the other Elf,"This is Kreacher." Winky looked at the two of them, and said nothing. Kreacher muttered something under his breath while glaring but Dobby waved it off and bounded over to them.
Hermione just beamed at Dobby,"Did you get to see anything of the Flower Festival, Dobby?" Hermione asked happily, it seemed evident she knew these creatures from before.
Dobby nodded,"Yes,miss. Dobby always tries to go to the festival for the goddess."
Harry looked at Dobby,"She's real?"
"Yes, sir! She appears when you give an offering." Dobby explained excitedly. Winky wailed softly from the side, she evidently didn't think Dobby was doing good telling them this.
There was a sudden snort of laughter from the little cave enterance, all of the Harvest Elves, Harry and Hermione all looked over there- a blonde man in dark green and silver-lined robes ducked into the house. Harry stood up, it was Draco. From their first meeting, Harry didn't expect whatever reason he had come here to be all hugs and kittens.
Draco drew himself up and looked over the little group. Kreacher seemed the only one who liked the look of him.
"What does you want, sir?" Dobby asked, standing up straight.
Draco shrugged, and looked over them all,"I live in the mountains, and I just came to visit my good friend Kreacher." He said with a sneer that meant likely, Kreacher wasn't considered a friend or something to be kind to.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him a bit. Draco glared back at her, his smirk remaining.
"What are you looking at, mudblood?" Draco snapped.
Hermione's glare became more feirce, and Harry this time joined the glaring. "Did you just come here to insult her?" He asked angrily.
"Mudblood's aren't worth something as petty as that." Draco replied. Dobby seemed to get angrier as Draco went on.
Harry took out his wand, but Draco was just as quick. They held their wands, ready to attack but both seemed to be daring the other to try something first. Hermione looked danced back a bit, she was debating with her self how or if to intervene safely. Dobby was the first to make a move- with the loud cracking noise Draco was thrown back towards the enterance to the cave. Dobby waved a threatening hand at Draco.
Draco glared back at Dobby furiously, and giving Dobby a swift kick, he backed out of the cave, and left in a fury.
Hermione quickly went over to Dobby to help him up,"Oh- are you ok?!"
Dobby nodded and accepted the help up,"Thank you, Miss."
Harry glared at the cave door as if Draco would pop through it any minute, but managed to calm down.
Harry and Hermione made their way from the caves, it was now around 9:30- they spent a good deal of time there it seemed. They hadn't discussed much after Draco's disturbing visit. Hermione paid no mind to the insults, though both Harry and Dobby felt differently.
"Now, why did you seem so surprised Malfoy showed up?" Harry questioned.
"I don't know," Hermione shrugged,"I was just under the impression not everyone could find that cave."
"Really?"
"Mhmm." Hermione nodded.
"What about the Goddess?" Harry thought to himself, but aloud. He had never thought of her as real, but never thought of her as not real either. It was confusing.
"What about her?"
"Nothing. I just, didn't think much of it." Harry admitted.
"Even when we takled about it the day we met?" Hermione glanced at him, as they stopped by a tree. "I told you she is suppoed to live somewhere in the Mountains."
"Yeah," Harry nodded,"Then I guess I did think about it. But briefly."
Hermione groaned,"She is supposed to live in the Goddess lake, I've asked Dobby about it before."
"When?" Harry asked,"Obviously sometime after we met or you would have been sure."
"I didn't think about asking him before then."
Harry snorted, Hermione saying 'didn't think' wasn't something that was likely to be true or said often.
"Oh well, want to go check out the 'Goddess Lake'" Harry asked.
Hermione shook her head,"I can't, I have to get back to the Library, it's supposed to open at nine." She smiled apologetically as she left. Harry sighed, alone again.
A short, bald man with a headband wrapped around his head walked over to Harry, who stood by a tree infront of the shed the man lived in.
"Hello! I'm the head carpenter." The man said jovially,"You must be Harry, you took over that old farm didn't you?"
Harry nodded a bit nervously, this man seemed a bit over happy.
"I've seen the shack he called a house-" Harry thought this was an odd thing to say, as the house this man apparently lived in the shed- which was half the size of his house. "And if you provide lumber, and a bit of money, me 'n' the other carpenters would be happy to build you some extensions to the house. Good idea, if you plan to stay long."
Harry pondered this for a moment,he did like it here so far. And he supposed Dumbledore pointing out the midwifes house suggestively meant Dumbledore atleast thought Harry would stay for a long time. He nodded,"Sounds good. What kind of extentions can you do?"
"Well," The Carpenter thought for a moment,"A good place to start may be a kitchen and bathroom. Lets go to your farm, I'll see what I can do."
Back at Harry's farm the man studied the house for a moment,and after discussing prices and lumber, they agreed. He said he'd be back the next day to begin work on the house.
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Author Notes: Yeah, yeah. I know. I can't do House Elves,can I? :P And as for 'Harvest Elf', it sounded better than saying House Elves that lived in the Mountains. 'Moutain Elf' 'Harvest Sprite' 'House Sprite' and 'House Elf' just did not work. And I not too happy about Kreacher being in this but.. *sigh,glares*
Sorry of the end seems a bit rushed, I want to get this up and such ^^
3332 words?! @.@ Woah.
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Author Notes: This is the last chapter with Spring, Year 1 in it =) We can all look foreward to Spring Year 2 because thats when loveable stuff will begin, even if it'll be near the end.
I was just reading some things about what people hate in fanfictions, and I'm so sorry if ( I ): Have bad grammar, go way OOC, don't write good in general, have too much romance(even though that is half the point of HM), this is a bad crossover choice, Mary Sue's, you don't see a plot, or so on. But I swear there is a plot, and anyone who is not from Harry Potter is from Harvest Moon, or I am trying to keep it that way.
And I'm giving you fair warning now: I can't write as the House Elves well :P
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Friday, Spring 25
When Harry woke up, he stretched and looked out the window. The first noise he made was a loud groan,"Raining. Atleast I don't have to water the potatoes." He paused and thought about what he just said,"But it is due time to pick 'em." Another afterthought about his former comment made him wonder if he was going crazy, not only did he talk to himself but it didn't sound much like him. He sighed and stroked Hedwig, and standing infront of the door, he muttered,"Impervius."
Deciding to take care of the chickens first, he headed down the field to the coop. The coop was filled with peeping, and one rather annoyed sounding cluck. Harry smiled to see that Mika, Tao and Crinkl were all looking rather healthy this morning, and had gained the bright yellow and soft down they would keep until they became hens. Putting the feed into the dishes, and after making sure they had water, he proceeded to go outside.
While digging up his potatoes, Harry began to think about what he'd do today. His usual rainy-day routine would lead him,no doubt, to the bakery. This was ok,though. He hadn't spoken to Luna or Neville yesterday, and Ginny was usually there- she might like to hear about the chicks. Making sure the potato was atleast a bit dusted off, he collected them all and opened the shipping crate.
"Hmph.." Harry said, setting down many potatoes, and then picking up the money left behind for other shipments.
Harry once again found himself seated at a table in the Bakery, accompanied by Luna, Ginny and Neville. They all took the time to notice that today, Neville amazingly did not break anything when getting the drinks and food to the table. While on the topic of the Flower Festival, Harry was reminded of something..
"Did any of you notice a the thing in the shadowy corner?" Harry asked slowly, trying to recall if it had seemed shapely to him. He shook his head, answering his question to himself. He had been too disturbed by the red eyes to notice the rest of it at the time to know for sure now.
"I didn't see anything," Luna was the first to speak. She looked eager to know what Harry was talking about,though. She was, afterall, 'Loony Lovegood'. Ginny shook her head to show she concurred with Luna, she hadn't seen anything.
Harry had expected this,actually. He knew all the girls had been busy preparing as the goddesses entourage, and then after it they still had parts to play. Harry looked at Neville then, who was sitting opposite him looking thoughtful.
"I noticed a dark corner, b-but- I didn't see anything strange," Neville shrugged,"What was there?"
"Nevermind," Harry said, he didn't want to worry anyone- this didn't seem like a big deal.
Harry after that had taken a trip up to the library, he saw,as he expected, Hermione and Parvati there. Harry just smiled and allowed himself to be dragged over to the table by Parvati, who had her book about the goddess, crayons and paper spread out all over the table. He simply nodded and smiled, as Parvati showed him some pictures she had colored. She was talking about how pretty the Flower Festival was, and how nice he and Cho had looked dancing. Harry blushed a bit at the last comment, but before he could say anything the door opened to the library. In stepped Ron, and Harry wondered to himself if he would see a Weasley at every stop today.
"Harry," Ron said, grinning as he walked over to the table. "Imagine seeing you here."
Harry held back a laugh,"I could say the same to you."
"Huh?" Ron paused, then turned red,"Oh,ye- Wait, why can't I hang around a library without a strange motive?"
"It doesn't seem like you, mate." Harry said simply.
Ron just shook his head, and Harry chuckled. Hermione walked over to them,shaking her head.
"You know,you're supposed to be quiet in a library,right?" She asked pointedly, but was smiling.
"You know it's only you, the little girl, me, and him," Ron nodded to Harry, as he spat back,"Don't you?"
"But you have to be quiet for those who are reading." Hermione said.
"No one is reading."
"They might if you weren't being loud."
Harry cut in at this comment,"But now you're being the loudest."
Hermione turned to Harry furiously, opening her mouth to say something back but then closed it and glared at him. Ron was trying, nearly failing, to hold in laughter- he just let out a snort and managed to stop there.
Harry shook his head,"Did you guys fight like that yesterday,while dancing?"
Both of them nodded, Hermione still looking angry. Parvati giggled from the side,"Hermione was pretty." All three of them looked at Parvati, Hermione and Harry smiled, Ron looked a bit sour.
Parvati smiled brightly at the trio, then went back to coloring for a moment. She turned and looked at the clock behind Hermione's desk, and frowned a bit,"I have to go home,now." And she began to gather up her stuff, both Harry and Hermione started to help her.
After Parvati had left, Ron and Harry sat down at the table to talk- quietly of course. Harry didn't think either Ron or Hermione would know anything about the shadow since they were both important kind of people in the festival. But since Ron was his friend, he decided to tell him about it anyway.
"- And it was gone, really quickly." Harry shook his head,"It's eyes were creepy, and Neville,Luna and Ginny said they didn't notice anything."
Ron just looked at Harry,not sure what exactly to say. But, as the library was bare,save the three of them, Hermione had been listening. She got up and sat down across from them.
"What do you think it could be?" She asked curiously. Harry should have expected this, if she didn't know, she'd want to. Ron groaned.
"If you don't know, what are the chances we do?" Ron looked at her.
Hermione rolled her eyes to show annoyance, but of course taking it as a compliment as well.
"I don't know, but I want to find out." Harry said with a shrug.
"Maybe you could ask Dumbledore,then." Hermione suggested.
Harry shrugged again,"Maybe."
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Saturday, Spring 26
With the sun shining and everything dry once more, nothing was stopping Harry from taking a trip to the mountains. There was no point planting anything this late in the season, save perhaps turnip. First stop Harry made was to his henhouse, of course. All the chickens were doing fine, and Harry put Dai's egg for today into the incubator. "One more will be fine this time," Harry thought as he put it in.
He tossed a flower to the sleeping Hedwig,who today was perched on the muggle mail box. And, after leaving his farm, looked at the options of travel. He couldn't go see Ron, it was 8 o'clock in the morning- and it was common knowledge Ron valued sleep. He didn't feel like going just to see Ginny, the Bakery wasn't open yet, the library wasn't open yet, he'd probably disturb someone at the vineyard.. He shook his head as he pondered that. The only option, save going home and doing nothing, was going to the mountains- that wasn't a bad idea.
Nothing was going on in the first stage of the mountain,really. Harry stopped to watch a rabbit for a minute, just because it was one of the few moving things around. Following the white rabbit silently, he realized again he had not gone up the path here before, just across the bridge. He sighed and walked up the path, his wand out for no purpose.
He noticed a tree stump was by the path, his thoughs trvalled to his wood pile at home,"I wonder what I'd need wood for." He asked himself outloud, he shrugged but with a wave of his wand the stump was into logs. Harry smiled and then shrunk them, putting them into his pocket. "It'll be useful for something." He shrugged and continued on.
When he got to the top there was a drop between another part of the mountain, and if you looked down- which is a mistake if you have a fear of heights- you could see the river running between it, and further up was a waterfall leading to the river,of course.
"Well this was pointless." Harry said to himself, turning around to head back down the mountain. When he was half way down the mountain side, it was obvious someone was down at the bottom of the mountain. Harry couple just make out turquoise robes, but as he got closer, it was obvious it was Hermione.
"Hello." Harry said when he was close enough to be heard without yelling.
Hermione turned to look at him,and smiled,"Hello. You're out early."
"So are you,what brings you out here?"
"Nothing." Hermione shrugged.
"Want to go for a walk with me?" Harry asked, looking over the bridge, something bright red was moving. Hermione looked over where he was, and then nodded.
"Sure."
A small creature with a long nose and a strange looking red robe looking thing on it was gathering some berries from infront of the shed. Whatever it was, it had large, green, tennis ball sized eyes,and it stared at Harry and Hermione for a moment.
Hermione took a step foreward,"Hello."
"Hello, Miss." The thing said, and smiled crookedly.
"What is that?" Harry asked Hermione quietly, incase this offended..it.
"This is Dobby, he is a Harvest Elf." Hermione beamed,"They are very friendly."
Dobby stepped towards Harry, looking up a bit anxiously,"Hello, sir. I is Dobby."
Harry smiled,"I'm Harry Potter. Nice to meet you."
Hermione and Harry were invited by Dobby to go back to his cave, and he was overjoyed when they accepted and went with him. They were taken into the cave and then through a small, yet strangely not obvious, opening to the little dwelling of Dobby. Harry was surprised to see two other Harvest Elves in the little home. One looked about the same as Dobby, but her eyes were brown and she had a sad look to her. The other looked rather disgruntled, and much older than the others. Neither of the other two seemed to care as much about their atleast red tinted robes as Dobby did.
Dobby got some chairs for his guests and then went over to the sad looking Elf,"This is Winky,sir and miss. And," He tottered over to the other Elf,"This is Kreacher." Winky looked at the two of them, and said nothing. Kreacher muttered something under his breath while glaring but Dobby waved it off and bounded over to them.
Hermione just beamed at Dobby,"Did you get to see anything of the Flower Festival, Dobby?" Hermione asked happily, it seemed evident she knew these creatures from before.
Dobby nodded,"Yes,miss. Dobby always tries to go to the festival for the goddess."
Harry looked at Dobby,"She's real?"
"Yes, sir! She appears when you give an offering." Dobby explained excitedly. Winky wailed softly from the side, she evidently didn't think Dobby was doing good telling them this.
There was a sudden snort of laughter from the little cave enterance, all of the Harvest Elves, Harry and Hermione all looked over there- a blonde man in dark green and silver-lined robes ducked into the house. Harry stood up, it was Draco. From their first meeting, Harry didn't expect whatever reason he had come here to be all hugs and kittens.
Draco drew himself up and looked over the little group. Kreacher seemed the only one who liked the look of him.
"What does you want, sir?" Dobby asked, standing up straight.
Draco shrugged, and looked over them all,"I live in the mountains, and I just came to visit my good friend Kreacher." He said with a sneer that meant likely, Kreacher wasn't considered a friend or something to be kind to.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him a bit. Draco glared back at her, his smirk remaining.
"What are you looking at, mudblood?" Draco snapped.
Hermione's glare became more feirce, and Harry this time joined the glaring. "Did you just come here to insult her?" He asked angrily.
"Mudblood's aren't worth something as petty as that." Draco replied. Dobby seemed to get angrier as Draco went on.
Harry took out his wand, but Draco was just as quick. They held their wands, ready to attack but both seemed to be daring the other to try something first. Hermione looked danced back a bit, she was debating with her self how or if to intervene safely. Dobby was the first to make a move- with the loud cracking noise Draco was thrown back towards the enterance to the cave. Dobby waved a threatening hand at Draco.
Draco glared back at Dobby furiously, and giving Dobby a swift kick, he backed out of the cave, and left in a fury.
Hermione quickly went over to Dobby to help him up,"Oh- are you ok?!"
Dobby nodded and accepted the help up,"Thank you, Miss."
Harry glared at the cave door as if Draco would pop through it any minute, but managed to calm down.
Harry and Hermione made their way from the caves, it was now around 9:30- they spent a good deal of time there it seemed. They hadn't discussed much after Draco's disturbing visit. Hermione paid no mind to the insults, though both Harry and Dobby felt differently.
"Now, why did you seem so surprised Malfoy showed up?" Harry questioned.
"I don't know," Hermione shrugged,"I was just under the impression not everyone could find that cave."
"Really?"
"Mhmm." Hermione nodded.
"What about the Goddess?" Harry thought to himself, but aloud. He had never thought of her as real, but never thought of her as not real either. It was confusing.
"What about her?"
"Nothing. I just, didn't think much of it." Harry admitted.
"Even when we takled about it the day we met?" Hermione glanced at him, as they stopped by a tree. "I told you she is suppoed to live somewhere in the Mountains."
"Yeah," Harry nodded,"Then I guess I did think about it. But briefly."
Hermione groaned,"She is supposed to live in the Goddess lake, I've asked Dobby about it before."
"When?" Harry asked,"Obviously sometime after we met or you would have been sure."
"I didn't think about asking him before then."
Harry snorted, Hermione saying 'didn't think' wasn't something that was likely to be true or said often.
"Oh well, want to go check out the 'Goddess Lake'" Harry asked.
Hermione shook her head,"I can't, I have to get back to the Library, it's supposed to open at nine." She smiled apologetically as she left. Harry sighed, alone again.
A short, bald man with a headband wrapped around his head walked over to Harry, who stood by a tree infront of the shed the man lived in.
"Hello! I'm the head carpenter." The man said jovially,"You must be Harry, you took over that old farm didn't you?"
Harry nodded a bit nervously, this man seemed a bit over happy.
"I've seen the shack he called a house-" Harry thought this was an odd thing to say, as the house this man apparently lived in the shed- which was half the size of his house. "And if you provide lumber, and a bit of money, me 'n' the other carpenters would be happy to build you some extensions to the house. Good idea, if you plan to stay long."
Harry pondered this for a moment,he did like it here so far. And he supposed Dumbledore pointing out the midwifes house suggestively meant Dumbledore atleast thought Harry would stay for a long time. He nodded,"Sounds good. What kind of extentions can you do?"
"Well," The Carpenter thought for a moment,"A good place to start may be a kitchen and bathroom. Lets go to your farm, I'll see what I can do."
Back at Harry's farm the man studied the house for a moment,and after discussing prices and lumber, they agreed. He said he'd be back the next day to begin work on the house.
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Author Notes: Yeah, yeah. I know. I can't do House Elves,can I? :P And as for 'Harvest Elf', it sounded better than saying House Elves that lived in the Mountains. 'Moutain Elf' 'Harvest Sprite' 'House Sprite' and 'House Elf' just did not work. And I not too happy about Kreacher being in this but.. *sigh,glares*
Sorry of the end seems a bit rushed, I want to get this up and such ^^
3332 words?! @.@ Woah.
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