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A.N. Thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!!!! I'm glad that you like this story soooooooo much!!!!!! This is my longest chapter yet!!!! I'm so proud of myself!!!! And to Lizzy/Tygrestick, I'm sorry but Ron and Hermi are not going to "die".
Malena
"Yo! Harry! Wake up!" Someone was calling him. "We're going to be late for class!"
It was all a dream, Harry thought. And that's Ron telling me that we are going to be late. I'd better wake up. Harry threw the blanket to the side and opened his eyes. He was still in the pure white room and his ID card and earpiece were sitting on the table beside his glasses.
"Harry!" Someone was knocking vigorously on the door. Harry got up and opened the door. Max was standing, wearing a shirt that said Sk8er chica and holding a piece of toast and some new clothes.
"Your brother brought you these," Max said, handing him the clothes. "Come on! Hurry up and get dressed."
Harry closed the door again and pulled on the clean clothes. He went back out where Max was waiting. She gave him the toast and he ate it as they walked.
"What's our first class?" Harry asked.
"Logic. It's a completely stupid class where we spend the day doing logic problems and playing games. Our teacher says that it will help us get inside the mind of our opponents, but I say that's a load of bull. The only way you can get in the mind of someone else is to dream-hop."
"What do we have after that?" Max grinned.
"Fighting."
"Fighting? At my other school we weren't allowed to fight," Harry said, smirking.
"Well, this isn't your ordinary school. Yeah, we have fighting. You can choose from dueling, martial arts, sword fighting, drunken boxing, anything you want. Don't worry, there's a healer there 24/7."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"You and I'll have to fight. I can't wait to beat the great Harry Potter," Max said.
"What makes you so sure you'll win?" Harry asked.
"Because I am the best," Max said. "Because I am going to try out for the Master of Martial Arts and I'm going to win. That is if Ivy doesn't stand in my way."
"Who's Ivy?"
"She's this other girl. She's really nice and you wouldn't expect her to hurt anyone, but when she fights watch out! She is brutal. She's also planning on trying out for Master of Combat. She's in this class, but she's always playing hooky. Okay, here is the logic classroom." There were no desks, only many circular tables. On the walls were quotes, like "Imagination is more important than Knowledge"-Albert Einstein.
"Ah, you must be Agent 97," said the teacher, walking up to them. "I am Mr. Morgenson, and your logic teacher."
"It's nice to meet you," Harry said.
"Hmm… Pop quiz!" He yelled suddenly. "What happens once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?"
Harry's heart sank. If only Hermione was there, she'd probably be able to answer it in an instant.
"Er… " Harry thought hard. Once in a minute… twice in a moment… but never in a thousand years…
"M's," Harry said suddenly. "Since there is only one M in minute and two in moment, but there isn't any in a thousand years."
"Correct!" cried Mr. Morgenson. "You may now take a seat, the rest of the students will be here shortly." Max and Harry took a seat. They didn't speak for several minutes and Harry was busy listening to a song on his earpiece. All of a sudden Max reached up and took the earpiece out of Harry's ear and held it close to hers.
"Blink 182," She said. "They're a cool band, even though they are muggles."
"This gets Muggle music too?" Harry asked, putting his earpiece back in.
"They get everything. Right now mine is playing the Macarena," Max said. "So, you're meeting your parents tonight?"
"I think so," Harry said. "I know I'm meeting my mom, but I don't know about my dad. Jimmy said that he was somewhere else."
"He's on a mission for Sarge," Max said. "Oh wait, there's Sean. SEAN!" A boy with bright green hair and blue tinted sunglasses spotted them and came over to their table.
"Hey Max," said Sean. "Who's your friend?"
"This is Jimmy's big brother, Harry," Max said. "Harry, meet Sean McKinnons, my man. He's the son of Mary and Peter McKinnons who were "killed" during the fight against Voldemort before your parents were "killed"."
"Shut up Max," Sean said, turning slightly pink.
"We were both born into the Order," Max explained. "My last name is Prewett, my parents were recruited right on their honeymoon. Voldemort attacked the wizard hotel that they were staying at and they were killed in the struggle."
"Settle down class!" Cried Mr. Morgenson. "Take your potions."
All of a sudden two little cups appeared in front of everyone. One had a murky brown potion and the other held a clear one.
"What are these for?" Harry asked.
"The potion that looks like shit is the potion that blocks Avada Kedavra. It works for 24 hours. The other potion is a No-Pain potion. It only works for 12 hours. Cheers." Max held up her potion and swallowed it in one gulp. Harry drank his too. It was surprisingly cold and then hot. Harry drank the other potion and then placed the cup on the table. They disappeared instantly and then were replaced by a piece of paper.
"Here is your worksheet for today." A quill appeared next to the paper. Harry looked at the paper. It was filled with questions like:
What strange and unusual thing happened at 12:34 on June 6, 1978?
And
Which comes next in the order of 10, 4, 3, 11, 15?
- 14
- 6
- 12
- 30
Harry stared at the paper. Did something historic happen on that day? Harry stared
at the question and it suddenly popped into his head. The date would've been written 12:34 5/6/78! He scribbled it down onto the paper and moved onto the next question. The answer for that was a)14. 10 had three letters, 4 had four, 3 had five, 11 had six, 15 had seven, and 14 had 8! This was easy.
Harry finished the questions quickly and looked over his answers. He was the only person finished. He looked back down at his paper, but it had disappeared. A few minutes later Max finished and while Mr. Morgenson graded their papers they played chess. Harry had never been great at chess, and he lost bitterly to Max. Harry felt that he would've done better if it hadn't gone so fast. The game was timed and they only had a minute to make a move.
"Don't worry about it," Max said. "You'll get better. Once you get used to all of the extra knowledge that's crammed into your head it will become mush easier. I'm surprised that you finished before everyone else with the logic problems."
"I was never good at those, I usually left them to my friend Hermione. She was the smart one." Harry must have looked sad because Max patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know you miss your friends. Don't worry, they're fine. And if you really want to see them there is something that lets you see them. But sometimes it does more bad than good."
"What is it?"
"It's a crystal ball that enables you to see anyone in the world that you want to."
"I haven't been on the best terms with Crystal balls," Harry said sheepishly.
"You've taken Divination? Lucky! Next year we have to take it. You'll probably get a free period."
"Cool."
"Did you take Muggle Studies too?"
"I was raised by Muggles," Harry said.
"Damn! You get to skip that too!"
"Skip what?" Sean had finished his worksheet and hand joined the two of them.
"Harry gets to skip two subjects next year," Max explained.
"Yeah, but Sarge'll probably make him go on a lot of missions," Sean said. "My brother skipped and he went on 10 missions in two weeks."
"Hmm…" Harry said.
"So Harry, are you going to try out for a Masters position?" Sean asked. "I'm going to try out for Language Master. I already know over 100. Unfortunately the current Language Master knows about 296. But then again, we've got a little less than 2 years until the next Transfer. I've got time to learn…"
"I don't know if I'll try out for a Master's position," Harry said. "I don't think I'm very good at any of the positions."
"You dueled with ol' Voldie didn't you?" Max said. "Try out for Dueling Master."
"I dueled with him, but I wasn't very good. And the only thing I learned in a Dueling Club is how to disarm someone."
"That might not be of any help here," Sean said. "By the way, have you chosen your talent?"
"Talent? What do you mean?"
"You get to choose one special talent that you want. It can be telepathy, telekinesis, and a bunch of other stuff. I'm able to light anything on fire, just using my mind."
"You're probably going to get that when you go get your disguise," Max said. "And no matter what you say, Sean and I are coming to help you design a disguise. Along with Will of course. Oh! And you get to choose a name."
"And of course you are going to design a cloak too," Sean said. "Do not let Max help you with that."
"Shut up Sean," Max said.
"Hers is totally weird." Sean continued.
"It is not!" Max said. "It's a dark red velvet and it says Sassy on the back written in sequins."
"I rest my case," Sean said. Max punched him in the shoulder.
When Harry, Max and Sean left the logic classroom they passed a group of agents on the way to a different class.
"Hey look, there's your girlfriend," Max said, punching Harry in the arm to get his attention.
Harry looked and saw Celeste.
"She's not my girlfriend," Harry said.
"Judging from the way she was looking at you she will be soon," Sean said. "I wish that she would look at me that way." Max punched Sean in the shoulder.
"Sorry," Sean said. "You know I only have eyes for you my dear Max."
Max gave a sarcastic smile and they continued walking.
"That's Ivy," Max said, pointing. Ivy was a girl of about five inches shorter than Harry, with feathery brown hair and bright blue eyes. "She works for the V.D, and she's Celeste's best friend. Unfortunately their age difference keeps them in different classes."
"Bummer," Sean said.
"Hey! Ivy!" Max called. Ivy looked up and slowly walked over.
"Wassup Max?" Ivy said with an American accent like Max's.
"Ivy, I want you to meet Harry Potter." Ivy turned to Harry and looked him up and down.
"So you're the person that Celeste has her eye on," Ivy said.
"I've heard," Harry said, shaking Ivy's hand.
"Right, we can pretty much do anything that we want to in this class," Max said. "But I think you should go talk to Mr. X since you're a new student. Good luck." Max went off to a punching bag and pulled on boxing gloves.
Harry turned and looked for the teacher. A man wearing a sweat suit was standing in the corner and supervising the class.
"Are you the teacher?" Harry asked him.
"Yes, I am Mr. X," he said, extending a hand for Harry to shake. Harry shook it and immediately found himself flying through the air and coming to a crash on the ground.
"Always be prepared, that is the first thing you will learn in this class," Mr. X said. He extended his hand again to help Harry get up off of the floor.
"No thanks, I can get up myself," Harry said, not wanting to be thrown around again.
"Okay, we're going to try some basic self defense and fighting," Mr. X proclaimed. He aimed a punch directly at Harry's head, Harry blocked it with his own hand.
"Good, it seems that you're already getting used to your new knowledge in fighting," Mr. X observed. He aimed another punch at Harry's stomach, but he blocked it again.
"Hey Harry, how's it going?" Said Max's voice in his earpiece.
"Peachy," Harry said sarcastically, while trying to block another blow to the head. Max gave a laugh. Mr. X tried to knock Harry's feet out from under him, but he jumped up.
"You learn fast young grasshopper," said Ivy in a fake Chinese accent, coming up beside him and bowing low.
"Hey Ivy," Harry said, blocking another punch from his teacher.
"So, having fun?"
"A blast," Harry said. He paid for his lack of concentration with a punch in the jaw from his teacher. It didn't hurt. The potion that he took earlier took care of that. Harry rubbed his jaw angrily.
"Good job. Remember that your mind should always be on your next move, weather it's blocking, or attacking. 36 (Ivy), why don't you take 97 and start training him a bit more."
"Yes sir," Ivy said. Harry didn't even bother asking how Mr. X knew his ID number.
"Come on Harry," Ivy said. Harry followed her over to a private corner.
"Try and punch me," she said.
"Pardon?"
"You heard me," Ivy said. "Punch me." Harry raised an eyebrow and raised his fist. Ivy blocked the blow with her arm. Then she pulled him into a headlock.
"Want to try some Martial Arts?" Ivy said, her arm still around his neck. "Personally I think this is a little boring."
"Whatever," Harry sputtered. He broke out of the headlock and they stood apart. They both got into starting positions and then they started toward each other. Harry found himself lying on his back almost instantly.
"Hmm… I'll try and go easier on you," Ivy said, pulling him to his feet. They fought for a few more minutes. Harry was doing flips that even he didn't know he could do. He was no match for Ivy though, and he often found himself on the ground, panting from being so tired.
"Want to duel?" She asked. "That seems more of your thing."
"Yeah," Harry panted. "Whatever."
"Okay, the rules are no rules. You just have to knock the other person out. You can use any curse you want to, including the Unforgiveables."
"Er-I don't know them," Harry admitted.
"All right, I'll teach you them. We can use them anytime we feel threatened. Okay, point your wand at me and say Avada Kedavra."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
"Don't worry, I took the potions today. I won't feel a thing," Ivy assured him. Harry brought his wand up and said, "Avada Kedavra." A bright green jet of light shot out of the tip and hit Ivy in the shoulder. Harry saw that her shirt had been ripped and that there was a stain of blood from underneath. Right before his eyes Harry saw the cut heal.
"Good. Like I said, you learn fast!" Ivy said. "You really don't have to learn the other two right now, they're kinda pointless because we can throw the Imperious curse and the No Pain potion makes us immune to the Cruciatus Curse. All right, ready?"
"I suppose," Harry said. The two of them bowed. And got in the starting position.
"Start!" Ivy yelled. There was a flash of light as another Killing Curse went shooting past Harry's ear. Harry jumped and yelled. "Expelliarmus!" The wand went shooting out of Ivy's hand, but then she pointed her hand at the wand and it went flying back into her hand.
"Expelliarmus!" Ivy said. Harry's wand went flying out of his hand. Ivy raised her wand so it was level with Harry's head. Harry started to run quickly to his wand. Ivy aimed a spell at Harry's feet and Harry jumped into the air to get it. Harry did a one armed handspring and picked up his wand with the other hand.
"Accio!" Harry yelled, pointing his own wand at Ivy's. Harry caught her wand and before she could get her wand back Harry yelled, "Stupefy!" And she fell down unconscious.
"Whoo hoo!" Yelled Max from the other side of the room, clapping hard. Harry walked up to his fallen opponent and said, "Enervate." Ivy's eyes fluttered open.
"That was awesome!" She exclaimed. "I've never seen anyone use gymnastics while dueling. That was cool!"
"That was pretty sweet," Sean said. "Where'd you learn to duel like that?" Harry shrugged.
"Now all we have to work on is your other fighting skills, you've got dueling pretty much covered," Ivy said. "Come on, fight me."
Later that afternoon, after his classes were finished Harry, Max, and Sean met up with Jimmy and Will for lunch before going to work. The Order of the Phoenix had an amazing food court. Harry had gotten a bowl of soup with a bowl made of bread and sat down with the rest of the group.
"So you want to schedule for this Saturday?" Max asked.
"Sure, whatever," Sean said.
"Oh wait, we gotta ask Harry to come with us," Jimmy said. "He's gotta get new clothes anyway."
"Ask me what?" Harry asked.
"Okay, once a month we all splurge," Will explained. "I'm serious, we're going to go to a muggle mall to go shopping, then we're going to have lunch at my dorm-"
"And by lunch, he means he's going to by a tub of ice cream for us to eat," Sean whispered.
"-And then we're going to spend the rest of the afternoon rock climbing before we go to Ashley's for dancing."
"Who knows," Max said to Harry, "Maybe you'll even meet your girlfriend, Celeste. She and the rest of her friends go there every weekend."
"Max, shut up. She's not my girlfriend."
"Oh come on," Sean said. "No man in their right mind would ever refuse an offer for a date from Celeste Rodriq. It's physically impossible not to-"
"Hello?" Jimmy said suddenly. He was talking into his microphone. "She's ready to be shown around? Okay, I'll be right there." Jimmy looked around.
"I gotta go, a new recruit is ready to be shown around," Jimmy said.
"Is it Angelina?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. Do you want me to say hi to her for you?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll be back at the V.D at around five-ish so we can go home," Jimmy said. "See ya."
"Bye!" Everyone said. Jimmy disappeared with a ping!
"When do I get to learn to do that?" Harry asked.
"When you get your disguise you also get this device that enables you to Molecularize." Sean said.
"What?"
"The ping thingy," Max said. "You see we all have something on our bodies that lets us ping! You can get a tattoo, or something like that. I have this." Max lifted up her shirt a bit and there was a tattoo of a rose curling around her belly button.
"Didn't that hurt?" Harry asked.
"No, they just magic them on. You don't feel a thing. Yo! Ivy, come here!" Max called across the court to where Ivy was sitting with Celeste and a bunch of her other friends.
"Hey peeps, what's up?" Asked Ivy when she had come over.
"Show them your Ping device." Ivy smiled and pointed to one of her teeth, where a ruby rhinestone was glued on it.
"Cool," Harry said.
After checking in with the V.D Harry, Max, and Sean went to the Alternate Agents office. There was an old woman sitting at the counter.
"Who are you?" She asked. "ID number please."
"Er- 5097," Harry replied, reading off of his card.
"All right, follow me," said the woman. She led the three of them through a door and into a brightly lit room where there was just a computer sitting there.
"Put your ID card into that slot and the computer will walk you through the process," said the woman. She left the room and closed the door behind her.
Harry took out his card and stuck it in the slot. The computer turned on instantly and Harry's face appeared on the screen. On the side were choices like eye color and hair color.
"Have blond hair," Max suggested. "It's, like, the exact opposite of what you have now."
"Have really weird eyes, like one purple and the other yellow or something," Sean said.
"Make your nose a little longer."
"Make your face a little-"
"Guys! I've got it under control," Harry exclaimed. Harry clicked on blond hair and made it spiked up. For eye color he chose the oddest colors that he could find, silver and gold. His right eye was gold, while the other one was silver.
"Hold on," Max said, leaning over Harry. She clicked on his glasses and typed, 'delete'. Harry's glasses instantly disappeared off of his picture. She did the same for his scar.
"There," She said. As a finishing touch Harry made his skin a touch tanner.
"Cool!" Sean said when they had finished. He didn't look like Harry at all. He looked like a 15 year-old boy from California or somewhere.
"Okay, now for a name. It should be something cool, like Toby or Cory or something like that," Max said.
"Nah, I vote that we name him something really weird, but he has a cool nickname," Sean replied. "For instance, his name could be Corwin, but everyone calls him Cory. You also have to choose a last name."
"Wait a minute, I've got the perfect name." Max started typing again. When she had finished it said this:
Name: Corwin Last Name: Wilson Nickname (optional): Stealth.
"Stealth?" Harry asked.
"Yeah! It means a secret method of procedure, or something like that."
"She was bored one day, so she started reading the dictionary," Sean said, rolling his eyes.
"All right, whatever." Harry clicked the Enter button and an instant later a box appeared on the table next to him.
"What's this?" Harry asked. He opened the box and found a bracelet there.
"Whenever you put on the bracelet you become Stealth, or Corwin, or Cory, whatever you want to call him-er-you," Max said. "And now your ID card has been programmed so whenever you are wearing the bracelet is says Corwin Wilson instead of Harry Potter."
"Cool," Harry said. He looked back on the screen and saw that now there was a plain white cloak on the screen.
"Now you get to design your cloak," Sean said. "Remember what I said, don't take any advice that Max gives you." Max punched him in the shoulder and he went flying into the opposite wall.
"Oops," Max said. "Sorry."
"Yeah, I'm sure you are," Sean said, rubbing his shoulder. Harry was busy designing his cloak. So far, he had chosen the color and the fabric. Black Leather.
"Black? But green is more your color. Maybe even aqua. Here, let me," Max said, reaching for the mouse. Harry swatted her hand away and continued making his cloak.
He didn't let Max or Sean see it until he was finished and it had appeared magically next to the computer.
"Let me see," Max said. "Put it on, and your bracelet."
Harry slipped the bracelet onto his wrist. He instantly felt himself changing. His hair got a little shorter and spikier.
"Ooh!" Max squealed. "Look into the mirror." Harry waved his wand and a mirror appeared in front of him. His face had changed drastically, but he was the same height and he was still quite thin.
"The cloak now!" Harry unfolded the cloak. It was leather and all black, except for the bottom hem which was dyed to look like flames. Max gave him a thumbs up. Harry refolded the cloak and put the bracelet back in its box.
"Okay, now choose your talent." Harry already knew what he wanted. He clicked the mouse and he felt a weird sensation that passed quickly. He knew what to do.
"What'dja get?" Sean asked. Harry picked up his wand and threw it to the other side of the room. Then he thought hard and the wand came flying back toward him.
"Telekinesis," Max observed. "Sweet!"
"It's better than your talent, turn anyone to ice."
"Hey, I use that all the time!" Max said indignantly.
"Now I get to choose your Molecularizer device," Harry said. "What should I get?"
"Get a tattoo with fire, so it'll go with your cloak," Max suggested.
"So you want me to get Flameboy or something?" Harry asked.
"It's your choice," Sean said. "You can always change it if you don't like it." Harry thought hard for a second and then, hiding the screen from Max and Sean, he chose. He clicked Enter and waited. There was a tingling on his upper right arm and then it was gone. The screen starting flashing "Finished" over and over again.
"What did you get?" Max asked. Harry lifted up the sleeve of his right arm and revealed a ring of flames around his upper arm.
"It's certainly better than Sean's," Max said. "He has a naked girl on his a-"
"We'd better get back to the V.D," Sean said hurriedly. "We still have to do a bit of work before we're off."
"Okay, let's Ping! There," Max said. "Harry, all you have to do is think hard of your destination and then think of your Molecularizer device." Harry thought hard of his cubicle, and then after he pictured it clearly in his mind's eye he thought of his tattoo. An instant later it felt as though he was floating, and the world went into a billion pieces and then when it rearranged he found himself at his desk. He smiled to himself and then turned on his Data Sources and started researching more about trackers. He had started to create a small device that was able to track anyone, but it had only been able to they were within 100 feet. Harry was trying to improve it when Jimmy came into the room with Angelina. She looked tired and like she had been crying slightly. Harry got up and went over to her. She threw her arms around his neck and started crying into his shoulder.
"Harry I want to go home," she sobbed. Harry, feeling slightly awkward, patted her on the back, aware of all of the people staring at him and her.
"Hey Angelina, it's alright," Harry said softly. "You'll get used to it. I almost have and this is only my second day being awake."
She continued to sob.
"Did you know that Cedric's here?" Harry asked. She lifted her head off of his shoulder and nodded.
"Are you working here?" Harry asked. "At the V.D?" She nodded again.
"So am I," Harry replied. "I want you to meet some of the people I've met. Let's g-" Harry didn't have to move an inch, everyone that he had met had appeared beside him.
"Er- this is Max," Harry said. Max smiled at her and shook her shaking hand.
"It's nice to meet you," Max said.
"This is Sean, and no, his hair is not growing mold," Harry added, seeing that Angelina was looking at his bright green hair.
"Several people think I need to mow my hair though," Sean said. Angelina laughed slightly.
"This is-"
"I'm Will," Will interrupted. "It's a pleasure to meet you Angelina." He took her hand in his and kissed it lightly.
"Thanks," Angelina said, smiling shyly. "It's nice to meet you too Will."
"You'll be having your classes with Will," Jimmy said.
"Oh," Angelina said.
"Well, I'd better finish showing you around," Jimmy said. "Over here is the…"
The four of them stood there as Angelina and Jimmy walked away.
"I think I'm in love," Will said.
"That ain't your heart talking," Max said. Will swatted her over the back of the head.
"She seems nice, even though she only said a total of eight words to us." Sean said.
"Yeah, well she's losing her family. I'm gaining mine, that's probably why it's easier for me than it is for her," Harry said. Harry returned to his cubicle for a little while until he heard a large bang and someone crying out in pain.
"Shut up!" Yelled the voice of Sphinx. Harry walked out of his cubicle and looked over the railing and down at the first floor of the V.D.
Sphinx and several other agents had just arrived in the V.D, Sphinx herself was dragging a man by his hair across the floor of the V.D. The man was wearing the cloak of a Death Eater and he cried out in pain as Sphinx continued to drag him.
"They're going to take him into questioning," said a middle-aged man to a woman, they were both standing next to Harry. "Then he's going into the Prison." The woman shuddered slightly.
Harry had heard that the Prison was this horrible place that the Order of the Phoenix put their prisoners. Once they were put in there they rarely ever came out.
Harry himself shivered and went back to his desk.
"Harry, are you ready?" Jimmy asked. It was about six in the evening. Harry nodded silently. He was extremely nervous. He was meeting his family for the first time in 14 years.
"Okay, we're going to take the Transporter home, since you can't Molecularize there. All of the houses have a Molecularizing block on them for our safety. Just put your card into the slot and while you step through the door say, "Take me home." They know where the house is, so you'll be immediately transported there."
Harry only nodded again. Jimmy went first and then Harry.
"Take me home," He said as he walked through the door. As he stepped through the other side he found himself in a long hallway. Jimmy was standing beside him.
"We're home!" Jimmy bellowed. "Harry you can take off your earpiece now. They rarely ever call while we're off duty." There were many loud thumps as someone came running down the stairs. Jimmy walked into a large, bright living room and dumped his cloak on the floor. A girl about 4 years younger than Harry appeared at the base of the stairs.
"You didn't, did you?" Demanded the girl. She had long, wavy black hair and the same eyes as Harry. From the pictures Harry had seen of his mother, he could tell that the girl looked like her.
"Didn't what?" Jimmy asked, going up to the fridge and pulling it open.
"You didn't pick up Olivia!" the girl exclaimed.
"Was I supposed to?" Jimmy said, examining a container full of sauce.
"Yes! Mom told you too because I have to practice for my violin recital!"
"Trust me, all the practicing in the world wouldn't help you," Jimmy said. Seeing the girl glaring at him, Jimmy said, "All right, all right, I'll go get Olivia." Jimmy went back to the door that was labeled Order of the Phoenix. When Jimmy had left, the girl shook her head and looked at Harry. She gave a small scream and jumped.
"Who're you?" She asked. "Oh! Wait! You're-" She smiled and ran up to Harry, threw her arms around his waist (she was quite short) and said, "I'm Victoria."
"It's nice to meet you," Harry said, hugging her back.
"Jimmy told us about you, he even called up Dad, even though he's on a mission!" Victoria said, pulling away from the hug.
"You play the violin?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, would you like to hear me practice?" Victoria said. She picked up her wand and waved it. A music stand and a violin appeared.
"Er- sure. I'd love to," Harry said, sitting down on one of the couches. Victoria put the violin under her chin and told Harry that she was going to play Ode to Joy. Well, that might have been what she was trying to play, but that is not what it sounded like at all. Harry distinctly remembered the musical chainsaws that were played at a Deathday Party, or the wailing of the golden egg after the first task. Harry grinned and bared it. When she finished and gave a curtsy Harry clapped spiritedly. She was in the middle of a second song when Jimmy returned. In his arms was an infant girl.
"This is Olivia," Jimmy said, noticing that Harry was looking at her. "Your other little sister." Harry smiled.
Suddenly the door to the transporter burst open and Lily Potter came running through it.
"Sorry I'm late kids!" She exclaimed. She had her shoulder length hair clipped up with a few loose strands falling on her face. She had a bag hanging halfway off of her shoulder. "Do you kids mind if we order pizza tonight? Georgina wants me to finish a project by tomorrow morning. I'm going to be up all-"
"Er-Mom," Jimmy said.
"Not now Jimmy. By the way, did you pick up Olivia? Oh yes there she is. Anyway, you kids can order a pizza, and rent a movie or something. So long as you don't-"
"Mom!" Victoria exclaimed. "You've forgotten already! Ha-"
"Darling not now! How someone been near a cat because my allergies are acting up. Oh! And-"
"Mom!" Shouted both Jimmy and Victoria. "You forgot!"
"What?" Lily said. Jimmy pointed at Harry, who had gotten up from the couch and was staring at his mom.
"Oh my god," Lily gasped. "Harry?" Harry nodded slowly. Lily instantly dropped everything that she had been doing, ran up and hugged her son. She was crying softly.
"I am so sorry Harry," she said.
"For what?" Harry asked softly, while wiping away the tears that had been rolling down his cheeks.
"For not being there. We missed almost everything," she sobbed. "But that doesn't matter, you're here now and…" Lily had started sobbing again.
"Er-Mom, I think you're getting Harry's shirt wet," Jimmy said. Lily pulled out of the hug and stepped back, her hands still on Harry's shoulders.
"You're so grown up," she said, giving a watery smile. "You look like your father, but you've got my eyes.
"Yeah, I get that a lot," Harry said smiling. Lily's smile grew wider.
"You have to tell me more about yourself," Lily said. "I want to know…everything. Well, almost everything. If you're anything like your father I don't want to know some things, but-"
"Mom, you're babbling," Victoria said. "What kind of pizza can we order?"
"I don't care," Lily said, hugging Harry again.
"Can we rent Silence of the Lambs?" Jimmy said slyly.
"Absolutely not!" Lily exclaimed, turning around and looking at her other son. "And Victoria, do NOT get anchovies on the pizza!"
"Darn!" Victoria said from the kitchen, where she was dialing the number for Pizza Hut.
"Er- where do we live anyway?" Harry asked.
"We live in America," Lily said. "Near Keene to be exact."
"We traveled that far to get home?" Harry said to Jimmy.
"Yeah," Jimmy said. "Mom, I'm going to go get a movie."
"Take Harry with you! He needs to see what this town is like. Oh, and pick up the pizza on the way back. Victoria, did you order?"
"Yeah." Victoria replied.
"All right. And remember, no R rated movies! You're not allowed to see those until you're 17 unless-"
"We're accompanied by an adult," Jimmy mimicked. "I know Mom! Bye!"
"Wait! Do you need money?" Lily called.
"No, I've got it." He pulled Harry out the front door. There was a magnificent weeping willow by the house, and there was a beautiful garden.
"Are we going to be walking to the movie rental place?" Harry asked.
"No, we just have to walk until we're clear of the Molecularizing barrier. Only about 20 more feet. We're going to the Blockbuster in town. In your head just say, 'Blockbuster in Keene'."
"All right Harry said.
"Now we can Molecularize." Harry concentrated hard on those three words and he instantly found himself in front of a Blockbuster video.
After choosing a movie, the two of them walked down the street, chatting a little.
"Is Mom always that-"
"Scatterbrained? No, not usually. But with Dad on the mission she's been a nervous wreck. She always acts like that when he's gone. Just imagine what she'll be like when we are old enough to go on a mission!"
Harry knew that agents were able to go on a mission when they turned 16, unless they were Masters.
"Hmm…" Harry said. After picking up a piping hot pepperoni pizza they Molecularized to the edge of the barrier and walked back into their house.
A.N. That's all for now!!! Please review!!!!!! In the next chapter Harry and his new friends will go splurge!!!!!!! And James comes home!!!!!!!!
Malena