The Manor
Disclaimer: Don't own anything except nothing+fic
Harry stared in disbelief at the letter in his hands. Him, powerful!?
Oh great! More stuff to add to my ever-growing fame, He thought wryly but before he could think more about the situation, he sank into darkness.
-_-_-
Harry groaned as he woke up on the hard floor. He blinked and wondered how he ended up on the floor. It was then that he remembered the letter.
Looking at the clock on his table, Harry Potter decided that he was a very lucky person and that thought only added like fuel is added to a fire when he saw himself in the mirror. If Draco Malfoy was beautiful, he was dead gorgeous.
He had shot up from his 5'9 to 6'4. His hair had grown to a little over his shoulders. It had also changed a dull black to sleek black with Prussian blue on the tips. His eyesight became perfect and his eyes seemed to sparkle without the glasses. His scar is now a shiny silver color and mixed well with his eye color. He had also grown muscles. His built was lean but not skinny like he was before.
Having seen his new form, Harry decided that he desperately needs more answers. Seeing as he's going into the wizarding world, he needed to change. The only problem is that his robes which had fitted him before is now too small for him. If only I can do magic! He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
~You can still do magic you know, Master Harry~
How? The ministry will find out and I will most likely be expelled.
~The Potters have always been able to do wandless magic. The Ministry can only detect magic done by wands~
How did you know that?
~I have served the Potter family for centuries of course I know. We, bird- shifters are immortal to a point you know~
What's the point?
~The Killing Curse. Before you destroyed Voldemort's power, he runs hunting parties specifically to hunt my kind. He hates birds you know~
Oh! How do I do wandless magic?
~You just picture whatever you want in your head. In time, you will just need to think about it before it happens~
Thanks Shadow.
~No problem~
-_-_-
If you look through the smallest window at Number Four Privet Drive at exactly 3:04 a.m., you'll see a young man wearing a deep blue robe with bulging pockets grabbing the neck of an extraordinary owl before disappearing in the blink of an eye. It happened so fast that whoever saw this would think that it was a trick of the mind.
At 3:05 a.m., Fourth Privet Drive is wizard-free once more.
-_-_-
~Potter Manor~
Harry Potter felt the familiar tug at his navel before his surroundings dissolved into a brightly lit room. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light.
"Welcome, Harry, to Potter Manor."
He spun around and found a man of about twenty-two gazing at him with pale- blue eyes. The man was about 6'9 and was carefully looking at him before nodding his head in approval.
"Not bad, Harry, not bad at all."
"Are you my grandfather?"
"Yes my name is Harrison Seth Potter."
"I-"
"Before you ask any questions, we need to give you a name."
"But my name is Harry James Potter." Harry said confused.
"The name is too plain. You may keep Harry but I will change James."
"Okay." "Mmm. How does Harry Artemis Potter sound?"
"It's nice. I'll keep it."
"Good," said Harrison pleased. "Now that we got that settled, I assumed you want to know more about this manor." A nod.
"The Potter Manor was built by Thomas Osiris Potter. The date is unknown. The Potter Manor was built on holy ground, which means you can't kill anybody here. Holy grounds are rare and if you found one, it's most likely in a deserted area. You probably don't know but we are in the area of the Himalayas."
"What!"
"Yes and because there's nobody for thousands of miles, the surrounding area belong to us Potters. Whenever someone enters the Himalayan area, whichever Potter is alive at that time will know.
Only someone with Potter blood can apparate into and within the grounds. And while you are staying here, I will teach how to apparate. The British ministry does not control the Himalayas so don't worry about underage magic.
Only Potters know about the Manor and this is a strictly guarded secret so that even your most-trusted friends cannot know about this Manor. The Manor is in the shape of a hexagon and has six different wings.
They are the silver, gold, black, green, blue and violet wings. The silver wing contains of the armory, the gym, the arena and the grand patio. The gold wing contains the 200 suites and chambers. The black wing contains of the libraries on the dark arts and hundreds of dark artifacts Potters have collected over generations.
Before you say anything, anything dark does not mean they're evil and Potters definitely aren't evil. The dark artifacts are safest here because we do not use them for evil and people other then Potters cannot enter so Voldemort cannot get his hands on them. The green wing led to the indoor gardens, the normal libraries, the chamber for the birds and the reptile house."
"Grandfather, why would you want a reptile house?"
"How did you become a parseltongue?"
"Voldemort passed his abilities to me when he gave me the scar," Harry replied quietly.
"That's not true. Voldemort did not give you any abilities. Potters have the gift since Marcel Julia Potter who is a parseltongue. Potters have always liked snakes after that."
"Oh!"
"The blue wing contains of the gallery of portraits of different Potters, the music room, the meditation room, the tea room and the ball room. The violet wing consists of the dueling arena, libraries on curses and hexes, the spell room, the muggle room and the weaponry."
"Grandfather what's the muggle room?"
"The muggle room is the place where we study muggle technology and mixing technology with magic to create strong spells, shields, armors and weapons."
"Its sounds dangerous."
"It is." Harrison agreed. "But then, new stuff is always dangerous."
"The front door of the Manor leads directly to the Grand Hall. Near the hall is the dining room and beneath the entire manor is the kitchen and where the house-elves are."
"There are house-elves here?"
"Of course. You didn't think that I kept the manor and all sixty gardens clean by myself, did you? There are exactly one thousand five hundred of them."
"One thousand five hundred!!"
"Correct. And there's the place under the ring of mountains where we keep our fortune."
"You need the entire space beneath the mountains to keep your gold!?"
"We have safe a lot over the years. The Malfoy fortune is an ant compared to the Potter fortune. Tomorrow we'll begin your studies. I've seen what Hogwarts teach. That's rubbish. It's high time you learn something useful. You can take a nap in your suite since you haven't sleep yet. When you wake up, you can explore the grounds. Here I'll give you a bracelet so you wouldn't get lost. This place is rather big."
"Erm, sir, how is a bracelet going to help me?"
"The gems on the bracelet works like a portkey. The silver, gold, black, green, blue and purple will bring you to their respective wings while the red one will bring you to the dining room. The yellow will bring you directly to your suite. If you need any help, call for a house-elf. Lunch is at twelve and seeing that it's five in the morning, it'll just give you enough time to sleep and you can explore after lunch."
"Grandfather, can I ask you a question?"
"Certainly, young man."
"If you are my grandfather, why do you look only twenty-two years old?"
Harrison smirked and said in an offhand tone, "There are certain aspects to being nearly part vampire you know."
Disclaimer: Don't own anything except nothing+fic
Harry stared in disbelief at the letter in his hands. Him, powerful!?
Oh great! More stuff to add to my ever-growing fame, He thought wryly but before he could think more about the situation, he sank into darkness.
-_-_-
Harry groaned as he woke up on the hard floor. He blinked and wondered how he ended up on the floor. It was then that he remembered the letter.
Looking at the clock on his table, Harry Potter decided that he was a very lucky person and that thought only added like fuel is added to a fire when he saw himself in the mirror. If Draco Malfoy was beautiful, he was dead gorgeous.
He had shot up from his 5'9 to 6'4. His hair had grown to a little over his shoulders. It had also changed a dull black to sleek black with Prussian blue on the tips. His eyesight became perfect and his eyes seemed to sparkle without the glasses. His scar is now a shiny silver color and mixed well with his eye color. He had also grown muscles. His built was lean but not skinny like he was before.
Having seen his new form, Harry decided that he desperately needs more answers. Seeing as he's going into the wizarding world, he needed to change. The only problem is that his robes which had fitted him before is now too small for him. If only I can do magic! He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
~You can still do magic you know, Master Harry~
How? The ministry will find out and I will most likely be expelled.
~The Potters have always been able to do wandless magic. The Ministry can only detect magic done by wands~
How did you know that?
~I have served the Potter family for centuries of course I know. We, bird- shifters are immortal to a point you know~
What's the point?
~The Killing Curse. Before you destroyed Voldemort's power, he runs hunting parties specifically to hunt my kind. He hates birds you know~
Oh! How do I do wandless magic?
~You just picture whatever you want in your head. In time, you will just need to think about it before it happens~
Thanks Shadow.
~No problem~
-_-_-
If you look through the smallest window at Number Four Privet Drive at exactly 3:04 a.m., you'll see a young man wearing a deep blue robe with bulging pockets grabbing the neck of an extraordinary owl before disappearing in the blink of an eye. It happened so fast that whoever saw this would think that it was a trick of the mind.
At 3:05 a.m., Fourth Privet Drive is wizard-free once more.
-_-_-
~Potter Manor~
Harry Potter felt the familiar tug at his navel before his surroundings dissolved into a brightly lit room. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light.
"Welcome, Harry, to Potter Manor."
He spun around and found a man of about twenty-two gazing at him with pale- blue eyes. The man was about 6'9 and was carefully looking at him before nodding his head in approval.
"Not bad, Harry, not bad at all."
"Are you my grandfather?"
"Yes my name is Harrison Seth Potter."
"I-"
"Before you ask any questions, we need to give you a name."
"But my name is Harry James Potter." Harry said confused.
"The name is too plain. You may keep Harry but I will change James."
"Okay." "Mmm. How does Harry Artemis Potter sound?"
"It's nice. I'll keep it."
"Good," said Harrison pleased. "Now that we got that settled, I assumed you want to know more about this manor." A nod.
"The Potter Manor was built by Thomas Osiris Potter. The date is unknown. The Potter Manor was built on holy ground, which means you can't kill anybody here. Holy grounds are rare and if you found one, it's most likely in a deserted area. You probably don't know but we are in the area of the Himalayas."
"What!"
"Yes and because there's nobody for thousands of miles, the surrounding area belong to us Potters. Whenever someone enters the Himalayan area, whichever Potter is alive at that time will know.
Only someone with Potter blood can apparate into and within the grounds. And while you are staying here, I will teach how to apparate. The British ministry does not control the Himalayas so don't worry about underage magic.
Only Potters know about the Manor and this is a strictly guarded secret so that even your most-trusted friends cannot know about this Manor. The Manor is in the shape of a hexagon and has six different wings.
They are the silver, gold, black, green, blue and violet wings. The silver wing contains of the armory, the gym, the arena and the grand patio. The gold wing contains the 200 suites and chambers. The black wing contains of the libraries on the dark arts and hundreds of dark artifacts Potters have collected over generations.
Before you say anything, anything dark does not mean they're evil and Potters definitely aren't evil. The dark artifacts are safest here because we do not use them for evil and people other then Potters cannot enter so Voldemort cannot get his hands on them. The green wing led to the indoor gardens, the normal libraries, the chamber for the birds and the reptile house."
"Grandfather, why would you want a reptile house?"
"How did you become a parseltongue?"
"Voldemort passed his abilities to me when he gave me the scar," Harry replied quietly.
"That's not true. Voldemort did not give you any abilities. Potters have the gift since Marcel Julia Potter who is a parseltongue. Potters have always liked snakes after that."
"Oh!"
"The blue wing contains of the gallery of portraits of different Potters, the music room, the meditation room, the tea room and the ball room. The violet wing consists of the dueling arena, libraries on curses and hexes, the spell room, the muggle room and the weaponry."
"Grandfather what's the muggle room?"
"The muggle room is the place where we study muggle technology and mixing technology with magic to create strong spells, shields, armors and weapons."
"Its sounds dangerous."
"It is." Harrison agreed. "But then, new stuff is always dangerous."
"The front door of the Manor leads directly to the Grand Hall. Near the hall is the dining room and beneath the entire manor is the kitchen and where the house-elves are."
"There are house-elves here?"
"Of course. You didn't think that I kept the manor and all sixty gardens clean by myself, did you? There are exactly one thousand five hundred of them."
"One thousand five hundred!!"
"Correct. And there's the place under the ring of mountains where we keep our fortune."
"You need the entire space beneath the mountains to keep your gold!?"
"We have safe a lot over the years. The Malfoy fortune is an ant compared to the Potter fortune. Tomorrow we'll begin your studies. I've seen what Hogwarts teach. That's rubbish. It's high time you learn something useful. You can take a nap in your suite since you haven't sleep yet. When you wake up, you can explore the grounds. Here I'll give you a bracelet so you wouldn't get lost. This place is rather big."
"Erm, sir, how is a bracelet going to help me?"
"The gems on the bracelet works like a portkey. The silver, gold, black, green, blue and purple will bring you to their respective wings while the red one will bring you to the dining room. The yellow will bring you directly to your suite. If you need any help, call for a house-elf. Lunch is at twelve and seeing that it's five in the morning, it'll just give you enough time to sleep and you can explore after lunch."
"Grandfather, can I ask you a question?"
"Certainly, young man."
"If you are my grandfather, why do you look only twenty-two years old?"
Harrison smirked and said in an offhand tone, "There are certain aspects to being nearly part vampire you know."
