Chapter Fourteen: It Was a Boring Day


Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the mastermind behind Harry Potter, I only created bits and pieces off of her magnificent work. So everything you recognize is hers, everything else is mine.

A/N: Okay, I'm back at school, so I can probably post on a regular basis. Over break I wrote the rest of this story and started something....else. So I should post every five days or so (you know to spread it out). In hope everyone had a Happy Holidays and a Happy New Years. I'm sure Santa was good to all of you! So here goes!!



Days went by. No one said a word about what happened in San Francisco. But things were different.

Upon returning to Andrew's house, the American Potters treated Harry differently. Walking into a room and everyone stopping and staring was a dead give away. But it was also the little things. No one volunteered to sit next to him at a meal except for the British side of his lineage. People would suddenly have something better to do when he walked into a room. The only Americans not treating Harry as if he were a giant Basilisk, averting his stare, was Julie. Even Andrew and Angela had become reserved around him. Harry had caught Andrew many times staring at him and Reagan, as if waiting for something to happen.

It was on one of these odd days, a week after the events in the City, that James and Reagan were sitting, playing chess. Harry was sitting with Ginny as she absent mindedly read a book. Ron, Darenn and Paul were off in the meadow, with the excuse of training Paul as a Keeper. Hermione was sitting, going over paperwork with Remus. Abby and Andy were avidly playing a new made up game that involved running and Quidditch. They had even brought Julie's daughter, Kelsey, into their made up world. Erika sat behind James, silently approving his moves. Harry watched silently as Reagan and James played.

Oh, she needs to move her bishop, then she can get his knight. Harry thought. James moved his pawn which Reagan easily took with her bishop. James then moved his knight forward. Before Harry had realized what ad happened, Reagan took advantage of her brother's mistake and took his knight easily with her queen.

"Good move, huh?" Reagan asked, smiling up at Harry. He nodded and smiled back.

"I was just thinking you should move your bishop to trap his knight...." Harry stopped, realizing what had happened. Reagan smiled at him.

"Yeah, I thought so too." She said and looked back at her game.

Harry stared at her. He knew he had a magical connection with his daughter, but just how powerful was it? He had not said anything to her about it yet, not sure of how to go about it. He watched as James moved his other knight, and Reagan sat and stared at the board.

You've got him with your queen. Harry thought.

"Then my king will be open." Reagan murmured.

Yeah, but only in check, Harry thought.

"I don't want to sacrifice him," she murmured to herself again.

Harry was beginning to get creeped out. Whether or not Reagan knew what was happening, she was somehow seeing his thoughts. Some how she was having the same thoughts as he was. But if she could think the same thing he was, could he do it with what she was thinking?

"Oh course not, Daddy." Reagan murmured. Harry's eyes widened.

"What?" James asked. Reagan looked up.

"I, I said of course not." Reagan looked at her father. Her eyes were filled with confusion.

"He didn't say anything." James said looking at his sister and then at his father. Reagan and Harry stared at each other.

"You- you didn't?" Reagan sputtered. Harry, with his eyes still as wide as Muggle softballs, shook his head.

"But then..." she stopped because her father's thoughts answered her question.

I don't know.

"You don't know." Reagan said slowly. Harry's eyes grew wider.

I have an idea of what it going on.

"You have an idea?" Reagan asked, a little terrified of how she knew what he was thinking.

"Yeah." Harry replied. Ginny took this opportune time to look up from her book.

"Oh, who won?" she asked, oblivious to what had just happened.

"Wha- what?" Reagan asked, breaking her stare with Harry.

"Did you finish the game?" her mother asked.

Reagan looked from her mother to her father.

"I don't feel well." she finally said. "I think I'll go lie down." Reagan got up and left as quickly as possible.

"What happened?" Ginny asked, looking from Harry to James.

"She said something to Dad, like answering a question or something." James explained. "But Dad never said anything."

Ginny's eyes grew to almost the same size as her husband's and she looked at Harry.

"Harry?" she whispered. All he could do was nod.

"I should go talk to her." Harry replied. Ginny nodded slowly and Harry got up. He left the room, retreating from the stares he received from his family. He walked up the stairs, wondering what he was going to say to his daughter. How could he tell her something like this? How could she possibly understand? He stopped in his room to grab a book Hermione had given him after he had found out about the Connection he had with Reagan. The Connection of Three, and How it Pertains to Me, by Matilda Trison had been fairly informational.

"Reagan?" he asked as he knocked on her door.

"Come in, Dad." she replied. He opened the door slowly and walked into her room. She shared this room with Caitlin. Both girls trunks were open, but it was easy to tell one from the other. Caitlin was a little less organized that Reagan was about her things.

Reagan was sitting on her bed, her back turned towards the door. Harry sat down next to her but didnÕt dare look at her.

"How did you know it was me?" he asked.

"Actually that time I recognized your voice." she replied.

"Oh." he said. Father and daughter sat in silence. Harry tried his best not to think about anything. Now what did he say? He knew little about the Connection, aside from what he had read in Matilda Trison's book.

"Reagan, I.." Harry began.

"Dad, what happened?" Reagan asked, cutting him off. She looked up at him and he caught her eyes. He stared at them, staring back into a mirror reflection of his own eyes.

"Reagan," he began, "there is a really ancient form of magic. Its called the Connection of Three. Its basically survives when a father and daughter share a bit of the same soul. It happened when parents have two sons and then a daughter, in that order. It magically binds and connects the father and daughter together, making them closer, stronger even." Harry paused to see how she was taking this.

"Are you saying that you and I have this connection?" she asked. Harry nodded. "That was how I knew what you were thinking."

"Precisely."

"How long have we had this?" she asked.

"Since you were born." Harry said. "The moment you were born, I remember feeling intense happiness and joy. Up until now, I just thought it was because you were finally here, you were my daughter. However, after I read this book, I learned that it was my soul recognizing a part of its own. My soul and the magic within me was so incredibly happy." Harry handed the book to her. "Your Aunt Hermione gave this to me. I told her about how we always have weird things happen to us. Like how you always know what I'm thinking, and how we always know where each other is, and how we always..."

"Finish each other's sentences." Reagan said, not knowing she had. She looked up, almost embarrassed like, and smiled.

"Exactly. She gave me that book so I could learn more about it."

"Oh." Reagan flipped through the pages of the book. "So, who knows about this...Connection?"

"Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron know." Harry said.

"Does Mum know?"

"Yes, your Mum knows."

"Was she mad?" Reagan asked.

"Mad?" Harry repeated. "No, not at all. Reagan you didn't do anything wrong. Its not a bad thing. Its kind of a neat thing. There is only one each generation. Its only seen in families with incredible magical powers, and there has to be a history of a Connection within the family for it to even happen. For our family, my great-grandfather had the Connection with his daughter, Mirian. And his son, Benjamin had the Connection with Carley, and you've met her."

"Did she know?" Reagan asked.

"That I don't know." Harry replied. He had never wanted to ask Carley, and especially now when everyone was avoiding him as if he were about to explode. "Aunt Hermione was the one who found all this out."

"Is this kind of like how you have your mum's love in your skin?" she asked.

"Yeah, its sort of along the same lines. Its ancient magic at its purest, based on pure love and loyalty."

Reagan nodded and looked at the Table of Contents page.

"It also makes you a more powerful witch." Harry continued.

Reagan looked up at him. "How so?"

"Well, it combines your power with mine. So once you start Hogwarts, don't be surprised if you catch on quicker than other students. Wandless magic and advancing quickly are also positive traits."

"If there are positive traits, are there negative traits?" she asked. Harry had hoped he would not have to mention that part to her.

He sighed. "Yes there are. If the Connection is broken, then the other doesn't survive, for very long." Reagan nodded and looked back at the book. "But it also means that since there are two souls connected, then the witch or wizard is twice as strong and twice as likely to pull through. Its gives that person the power and strength of two people, fighting the same battle."

"That makes sense." Reagan said. "Is that why you attacked those Death Eaters feet?" Reagan asked.

"I think so, yes." Harry replied. "I saw your feet dangling and then I thought, 'Oh, I need to hit above their feet.'"

"I was thinking that." Reagan said. "I was watching and it was the only thing that made sense. You know, to get them into a group again."

Harry smiled at his daughter. "You know, I can already see that you'd make a great Auror."

"Really?" Reagan asked, her face lighting up.

"Yes. You have a lot of potential, and not just because of this Connection. I don't want you to think you can do things just because you have this connection with me. You are who you are. Everything you do on your own. Its not like I'm there helping you or giving you my powers or anything. We are two separate people with two separate souls and two separate magical powers. It doesn't make either one of us invincible. We are just stronger because we have the Connection."

"Is it like you know you can do something because you believe in yourself and there are people supporting you?" Reagan asked.

"Exactly. We are stronger because we magically and emotionally support each other."

"Okay then." Reagan said. "Dad, do you think that we should tell anyone else?" Harry stared at her and she stared back. "No, I guess not."She answered herself.

"See, and I didn't even think that thought." Harry said. Reagan smiled at him.

"I love you Daddy." she said.

"I love you too, Reagan." Harry replied. He put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. He felt the book drop onto the bed and she hugged him back.

HARRY!!

Reagan was thrown from her mind of happy thoughts when she heard her mother scream. Harry jumped back from Reagan, stared at her for a very brief moment and fled from the room.

AAAAAAHHHHH!!!

Reagan heard her mother scream again. She jumped up from the bed and ran out of the room. From the top of the stairs she had a perfect view. The living room that she had been playing chess in was now filled with men in black cloaks. Harry was standing at the bottom of the stairs, wand in front of him. Her mother, Remus and Ron each had their wands out too. Hermione was standing in front of Abby, Andy and Kelsey. Erika and James stood side by side, wands drawn as well. She watched as the cloaked figures drew closer to her family. As her father got closer to them, more cloaked figures gained up on him.

"Harry Potter." a voice said. A curse was thrown at Harry but he deflected it easily. Reagan couched down behind the wall but continued to watch. She watched as more cloaked figures Apparated holding the bodies of American Potters.

They can't be dead! she thought.

They piled the bodies upon each other, some were still moving. Reagan watched as one by one her family fell to the curses the black cloaked figures were throwing at them. Reagan felt helpless.

"REAGAN!!!" she heard her father yell. She turned and saw him get hit dead on with a flash of green light. Caught off guard from his backside, Harry fell onto the floor. Reagan felt all the blood rush out of her. Her stomach dropped and she felt faint.

"Noooo!!" she screamed. The cloaked figures turned to look at her. Three of them raised their wands and began to move them through the air, chanting an incantation as they moved their wands.

"Nooo!!!" she screamed again and shut her eyes. "Nooo!!!"

"Reagan! Reagan!" Harry cried. Reagan opened her eyes. She was in her room. Her father was sitting ext to her and her mother was on her other side. James and Erika were standing by the door, Ron, Hermione and Remus were standing beside the bed.

"Wha, wha, what?" she stammered, looking around.

"Reagan, what did you see?" Harry asked her.

"Huh? See? Black cloaked wizards, like Death Eaters and green light and you fell." Tears were poring down Reagan's face and Ginny pulled her daughter close.

"Reagan, I saw it too." Harry whispered to her. "It lasted for a minute or so and you started screaming and your Mum came up here and you woke up."

"What was it?" Reagan asked through her tears. "Why did we see that?"

"Harry, if you both saw the same thing...." Hermione began.

"We need to leave." Harry finished for her, looking towards the door. Ginny nodded to her husband and glanced at the door. She pulled Reagan to her feet. Still upset, Reagan was able to walk on her own. Everyone managed to get down the stairs before hearing what Harry and Reagan were most afraid of hearing.

"Harry!!!" It was Julie who screamed this time. Reagan buried her face in her mothers stomach. Harry squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment before drawing his wand. He ran to the kitchen and saw why Julie was screaming.

In the dining room, just off of the kitchen were four tall black cloaked figures.

"Infensus Imedianto!" Harry cried at the four and they stopped moving. He grabbed Julie and pulled her through the house.

"Do you not have wards up around the house?" He yelled.

"We do." she stammered, fighting tears. "I don't know how they got through!" Harry was met in the entry way by Angela and Carley. Harry saw Abby and Andy safely in their parents arms, Caitlin close behind holding Kelsey's hand. Julie rushed over to her daughter and scooped her into her arms.

"Harry what is going on?" Ginny asked. Harry didn't answer her. Behind them in the living room, four more figures Apparated.

"Everyone down!" Harry cried. Not questioning his command, everyone dropped to the ground and Harry threw a spell at the approaching figures. It hit the middle cloaked figure and all four froze.

"We need to get out of here." Harry said.

"Harry what is going on!?" Ginny asked again. He stared at her, not wanting to tell her that he didn't know. He glanced at Reagan's tear soaked face, at James and Erika's worried expressions and at Darenn and Paul's anxious and terrified faces.

"Julie, how could they get through the wards?" Harry asked. "You said no one could Apparate on or off of the property."

"Harry I, I don't know. Kevin and I put them up ourselves. We were the only ones.....who...knew...." Julie stopped. Her eyes filled with tears.

"Julie what?" Harry asked. She covered her mouth with her hand and the tears began to flow from her eyes.

"No, no no no." she whispered.

"Julie what?" Harry asked again. She looked at him, still covering her mouth with her hand.

"Andrew was right." she whispered.

"About what?" Harry questioned. "Please Julie, it will help us get out of here alive."

Julie looked at Harry, the tears flowing freely from her eyes. She made no attempt ot wipe them away.

"About Kevin." she whispered. Harry wanted to gasp. He really did. But realization struck him and he knew he needed to get everyone out, alive and now.

"We have to move fast." Harry said walking into the living room. Everyone stared at him and reluctantly followed.

"James, take Abby, Andy and Kelsey, get them away." Harry instructed and James nodded. Harry cast a Carrying Charm on the three children and set them on the ground.

"Ginny, Julie, Hermione and Angela, give me your wedding rings." Harry said to her. They did what he said without question, but were incredibly confused about what was going to happen. Harry took his own off and handed them to Ron.

"Ron, charm these." Harry said to his friend. "Make the Portkeys, somewhere safe." Ron took the rings and cast a spell on them.

"There ya go. Cue word is safety." Ron handed the rings back and Harry dispersed them.

"Ginny, you and Reagan will stay with me. Angela, and Carley, you need to stay with Julie. Paul, Caitlin stay with Darenn. Ron and Hermione, you stay with Erika. James, you stick with Abby, Andy and Kelsey. When I say so, get the three of them out. As fast as you can." James nodded again. "Now we're all going to stick together, but incase we need to separate, stick with your groups. We should all meet back up at where ever these rings take us."

"You're not going anywhere." A voice said from behind Harry. He turned and saw the entire entry way, hallway and staircase filled with the tall black cloaked figures. Harry didn't recognize the voice. But he could feel the evil in his voice.

"Don't wait and try heroics, anyone." Harry said to his family behind him. "Just get out."

"No one is going anywhere. I've already said that." the man repeated again.

"I take it as a rule not to acknowledge threats from someone too cowardly to show their faces." Harry said to the cloaked man.

"Maybe you will not be so brave once I have what you cherish most." the man said. "Capturous Cherishium!"

"Delfectium Protectsus!" Harry yelled at the same time. A beautiful white stag leapt from the end of his wand and dove in front of the man's spell. It stood and shook off the effects of the spell and paced in front of Harry and his family.

"One Patroni won't be able to stop hundreds of curses, Harry Potter." the man said. He raised his wand again and in doing so each other cloaked figure raised their wands as well. As they cast the same spell in unison, Harry cast his spell again. But his voice wasnÕt the only one he heard. Behind him, every witch or wizard with a wand had cast the spell as well.

"Defectium Protectsus!" everyone shouted at once. Out of Harry's wand came another form of the familiar stag; his Patronus had not changed since his third year. Out of Ron's wand came the form of a giant chess piece, the shape of a knight. Remus' wand produced a figure of Eos, the Greek goddess of dawn. James' Patronus took the shape of a puma, and Erika's was the misty shape of an ocelot. Ginny and Hermione's Patroni had a similar form to them. Ginny's was two men, both on brooms; whereas Hermione's was two men, both bearing their wands. Clearly these two men were Ron and Harry. Harry blinked in amazement, surprised that he and Ron were both Hermione and Ginny's Patronus. Darenn's was a tall figure with massive robes flowing behind him, and Paul's looked like a single man on a broom. Julie's was a huge eagle and Angela's took the form of a lion. Each Patronus deflected the curses magnificently and formed a protective barrier between them and the figures.

This form of the Patronus spell would deflect any thing of harm heading in the direction of its caster. It was basically a protection from anything meaning to cause the caster harm. It worked not only on Dementors, but on animals, curses and people as well.

"Your Patroni won't be able to keep you safe forever!" the man yelled. He pointed his wand towards them, and each figure began to run towards them.

"Everyone, get out now!" Harry yelled, looking back at his relatives behind him. Ginny and Reagan stepped closer to him. Ron, Hermione and Erika took a step towards the door, wands in front of them. Harry looked just as James transformed into his Animagi form. The spell Harry had cast on the three youngest took into effect and they were compelled to hold onto him as he took off towards the door. Ginny's mouth dropped, but she didn't have much time to be amazed. Her attention was instantly turned back to the wave of curses flying at them. Harry's stag and Ginny's Patronus of her husband and brother were able to deflect any thing harmful as they pushed their way through. But protecting the front of the three magicians was not the problem. Protecting the back was. Harry almost fainted when he heard Ginny and Reagan scream at the same time. He turned and saw both of them being pulled away from him, by two large black misty hands. Harry saw Hermione being pulled away by a similar black hand as well as Julie and Kelsey. Panic swept over Harry's body as he fought with what to do next. He had reached the door and the black figures were no longer an obstacle. Julie was able to cast a Patronus spell and her eagle fought off the black hand holding her around her middle. Hermione and Ginny were not this successful. Harry cried out some inaudible words as he watched Ginny and Hermione being pulled into a gigantic black circle in the middle of the room. Each of the hooded figured disappeared into the circle as well. Harry ran towards Julie and pulled her out the door. He glanced around as they fled the house. Not seeing anyone left, Harry screamed "Safety!" and he and Julie were transported to someplace safe.