Okay, I am back!! Now Harry gets to go just a little off the deep end, but
can you really blame him? also there will be a new romance starting in
this chap, see if you can spot it.
Responses
Blueberrie: Ma'am yes Ma'am
AM Bookworm: Did you think that maybe that was how Liza wanted Harry to feel about her? Maybe her motives are not all fueled by her half-hatred of Sirius.
Crater212: Now I know, and knowing is half the cheese sandwich (you thought I would say battle didn't you?)
Suki: I think that in a way, he might have known. That isn't a hint of anything, its just what I think.
David: I don't think Winky likes Dobby much. Harry might occasionally invite him over, but I doubt that Harry would want him working while he is visiting (whether or not that stops him is another matter). The Cobra is magical in nature, also the fact that it is bound to protect Harry. Orion's special abilities will be further delved into at Hogwart's.
Okay on with the show!
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
Shopping Spree
Harry had been in the house for all of twenty minutes and he already wanted out. Much of the Order were already there. Harry approached Dumbledore, "Uh, Professor, I haven't been in public since the . . . er . . . incident at Hermione's. I was wondering if I could maybe . . . I don't know, take a trip to Diagon Alley?"
Albus looked at Harry carefully. He was gauging risks and Harry's state of mind. "Do take on of the adults with you," he said before turning back to his book.
"Take on of the adults with you where Harry?" asked Remus, who had just walked in.
"Diagon Alley," supplied Prof. Dumbledore. "Would you like to accompany Harry on a small shopping spree?"
Remus agreed and they were off to the Leaky Cauldron once again. As they stepped into Diagon Alley, Harry looked around. He felt the coin purse he normally carried, it was light. "Gringott's first," Harry said. Remus followed in tow.
They walked into the wizard bank and headed to a goblin. This was a process that Harry was becoming very familiar with. He handed the goblin his key and the goblin did something Harry had never seen one do before, it squeaked with amazement. It jumped down and bowed saying, "Begging your pardon Mr. Potter, but your vault will take a bit longer to reach to day. We had to move it to accommodate all your new belongings." The goblin led them to the carts and it was the usual roller coaster ride down to a new vault. The goblin hopped out and bowed as he opened the cart for Harry and he let Remus catch it. The goblin opened the new vaults door, and Harry couldn't believe his eyes. The new vault was big enough to play a game of quidditch in. and it was quite full. There was enough gold to stack over even Hagrid, and possibly even Grawp.
Harry took out, not his normal coin purse, but his new prank purse. He began to load it up with galleons sickles and knuts. But no matter how many he put in the purse, it never got heavier. Harry had put several Hagrid sized handfuls of galleons in, and then he started on sickles, and then the knuts. When he was done, he had to have grabbed at least a thousand galleons in just galleons. With that, Harry turned around and ignored Remus' reproachful eye. Remus' look said, "are you sure that's a good idea?" but Harry paid him no heed. He was already planning where to go next.
When they re-entered the sunlight, Harry made a bee-line for Madame Malkin's Robes for All occasions. He put in the order for the house-elf sized clothes, and then he said, "And I would like you to fit Remus in the nicest robes you have, my treat."
Remus was going to object, but Madame Malkin was already taking measurements and showing him fabric. By the time she was done, Remus looked like he was worth a million galleons. Harry looked at the robes and a wicked smile crossed his face. He asked the price and when she told him, he gave twice that amount. He then asked the most bizarre question, "Do you have Argus Filch's measurements on file?" when she said yes, Harry ordered a set for him be made and shipped to him, with no acknowledgement of the sender. He paid for the robes and left. Remus followed behind him.
"Um, Harry you know I ask this with the deepest affection," Remus said, "But have you gone daft?"
Harry laughed, "Remus, I am now richer than god. It is money that I don't want, so why not do something good with it?"
"But I thought you hated Argus Filch?"
"I do. But I asked myself, how often does someone do something nice for that guy? I mean I know he is selfconsious about being a squib. So I thought I would give him something to help him look like a real wizard."
Remus put his had against Harry's forehead, "No temperature. We've been together more than an hour, so no polyjuice potion." He raise his wand and tapped Harry on the head and said, "Finite Incantum." Nothing happened, "Not a Glamour spell."
Harry just started laughing again. Remus was really beginning to think Harry had lost it. The truth was, Harry was doing everything he could, not to think about anything. Not to think about Voldemort, or about Sirius, or about Liza, or about the Warriors, or about his feelings toward Hermione. Unfortunately after two hours, Remus had a good idea bout Harry's feelings for the Hermione. It was the gift he had bought her. In truth he had gotten everyone a gift. He mailed Prof. McGonagall and Prof. Snape's presents (Snape got a bottle of shampoo for extra greasy hair).
"Now what would Tonks want?" Harry thought aloud.
"Wrist mounted wand holster," Remus said, almost without thinking. When Harry gave him a questioning look he explained, "She says that she wants one, but her money is tight right now. She thinks that in a few years they'll become standard equipment for an Auror. She says they make it easier and faster to draw your wand."
Harry gave Remus an odd look and then continued, "And where would we find these?"
"Quality Quidditch Supplies. In the foul playing section. They're for if you or your opponents like to play nasty." Harry shook his head. This was an odd thing for him to see. They picked it up, and finally, as Harry was satisfied having been in public for long enough, went back to Grimmauld Place.
As they stepped into the place at large, he noticed almost everyone sitting in the drawing room doing a variety of activities, almost everything but drawing. "I have presents for my friends!" he announced. Everyone gathered around, saying he shouldn't have, but Harry insited, and no one was really that apt to object to presents.
"Ron, I hope you like this." Harry watched Ron open the long thin box. When he looked inside he fainted dead away.
"It's a broom," said Mrs. Weasly from behind him.
Ron's hand stuck straight up in the air as he corrected, "It's a Firebolt XL2, a step up from Harry's broom!"
Tonk's eyes went wide as she also knew what that meant. Harry handed her the package with her gift. "Oh Harry, how did you know?" she asked.
"Remus thought you would like it."
"Oh, Thank you Remus," she said as she threw her arms around him. he stammered out something to the tune of, "it was nothing," and a slight blush crossed his usually pale cheeks.
Mr. Weasly got a couple of Muggle books; "The Lord of the Rings, parts I II and III. And Patriot Games, by Tom Clancy. Mrs. Weasly got all the Lockheart books that she didn't already have. Mad-Eye got a new foe- glass, his was cracked. Ginny got a set of combs for her hair, the lady behind the counter said they would look great in Weasly hair. Prof. Dumbledore received a large box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, it was a silent challenge that Dumbledore smiled at.
Finally he turned to Hermione and said, "I saw this and thought of you," He opened a small velvet lined box and inside was a necklace. It was beautiful. The emerald on the end was cut to look like a heart, and there were tiny jewels traveling up the chains. Hermione just stared, too blown away to say anything.
When she finally regained her tongue she said, "Harry, this had to cost you a . . ."
But Harry cut her off, "Don't say the word fortune. Maybe later I'll take you down to my Gringott's vault and you'll understand why I did this. Her finger tips brushed the emerald, which was the size of her thumb.
"Oh, alright, but would you put it on me?" she turned around and lifted her hair. Harry picked up the necklace, and brought it around. For a brief moment his arms were around her. He thought about hugging her, or about kissing her neck, but he pushed them all out of his head as fast as he could. He fastened the necklace and she turned around. She looked down at it, and it began to glow. She smiled at Harry, and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. "Thank you Harry," she said.
Harry's mind was still on the glowing necklace. The lady at the counter had said that it would glow if the person was in the presence of the one they loved. Harry suddenly felt like keeping that bit of information to himself. Remus began to chuckle so hard that he fell of the arm of the couch he had been sitting on. Harry cast him a dirty look, as if his laughing was going to give the secret of the necklace away.
The day dissolved into night, and Harry finally went to bed, but instead of sharing Ron's room, they lead him to the master bedroom. Harry understood why. He was not the owner of the house. This had been the room Sirius had slept in last. As Harry drifted of to sleep, he thought of Remus' blush at Tonks hug, he thought of Hermione and the glowing necklace. Finally he was asleep and dreaming. The dream was the normal one about Death, Hermione, and that killing kiss. Harry was going crazy wondering about so many things, this dream was not helping.
Responses
Blueberrie: Ma'am yes Ma'am
AM Bookworm: Did you think that maybe that was how Liza wanted Harry to feel about her? Maybe her motives are not all fueled by her half-hatred of Sirius.
Crater212: Now I know, and knowing is half the cheese sandwich (you thought I would say battle didn't you?)
Suki: I think that in a way, he might have known. That isn't a hint of anything, its just what I think.
David: I don't think Winky likes Dobby much. Harry might occasionally invite him over, but I doubt that Harry would want him working while he is visiting (whether or not that stops him is another matter). The Cobra is magical in nature, also the fact that it is bound to protect Harry. Orion's special abilities will be further delved into at Hogwart's.
Okay on with the show!
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
Shopping Spree
Harry had been in the house for all of twenty minutes and he already wanted out. Much of the Order were already there. Harry approached Dumbledore, "Uh, Professor, I haven't been in public since the . . . er . . . incident at Hermione's. I was wondering if I could maybe . . . I don't know, take a trip to Diagon Alley?"
Albus looked at Harry carefully. He was gauging risks and Harry's state of mind. "Do take on of the adults with you," he said before turning back to his book.
"Take on of the adults with you where Harry?" asked Remus, who had just walked in.
"Diagon Alley," supplied Prof. Dumbledore. "Would you like to accompany Harry on a small shopping spree?"
Remus agreed and they were off to the Leaky Cauldron once again. As they stepped into Diagon Alley, Harry looked around. He felt the coin purse he normally carried, it was light. "Gringott's first," Harry said. Remus followed in tow.
They walked into the wizard bank and headed to a goblin. This was a process that Harry was becoming very familiar with. He handed the goblin his key and the goblin did something Harry had never seen one do before, it squeaked with amazement. It jumped down and bowed saying, "Begging your pardon Mr. Potter, but your vault will take a bit longer to reach to day. We had to move it to accommodate all your new belongings." The goblin led them to the carts and it was the usual roller coaster ride down to a new vault. The goblin hopped out and bowed as he opened the cart for Harry and he let Remus catch it. The goblin opened the new vaults door, and Harry couldn't believe his eyes. The new vault was big enough to play a game of quidditch in. and it was quite full. There was enough gold to stack over even Hagrid, and possibly even Grawp.
Harry took out, not his normal coin purse, but his new prank purse. He began to load it up with galleons sickles and knuts. But no matter how many he put in the purse, it never got heavier. Harry had put several Hagrid sized handfuls of galleons in, and then he started on sickles, and then the knuts. When he was done, he had to have grabbed at least a thousand galleons in just galleons. With that, Harry turned around and ignored Remus' reproachful eye. Remus' look said, "are you sure that's a good idea?" but Harry paid him no heed. He was already planning where to go next.
When they re-entered the sunlight, Harry made a bee-line for Madame Malkin's Robes for All occasions. He put in the order for the house-elf sized clothes, and then he said, "And I would like you to fit Remus in the nicest robes you have, my treat."
Remus was going to object, but Madame Malkin was already taking measurements and showing him fabric. By the time she was done, Remus looked like he was worth a million galleons. Harry looked at the robes and a wicked smile crossed his face. He asked the price and when she told him, he gave twice that amount. He then asked the most bizarre question, "Do you have Argus Filch's measurements on file?" when she said yes, Harry ordered a set for him be made and shipped to him, with no acknowledgement of the sender. He paid for the robes and left. Remus followed behind him.
"Um, Harry you know I ask this with the deepest affection," Remus said, "But have you gone daft?"
Harry laughed, "Remus, I am now richer than god. It is money that I don't want, so why not do something good with it?"
"But I thought you hated Argus Filch?"
"I do. But I asked myself, how often does someone do something nice for that guy? I mean I know he is selfconsious about being a squib. So I thought I would give him something to help him look like a real wizard."
Remus put his had against Harry's forehead, "No temperature. We've been together more than an hour, so no polyjuice potion." He raise his wand and tapped Harry on the head and said, "Finite Incantum." Nothing happened, "Not a Glamour spell."
Harry just started laughing again. Remus was really beginning to think Harry had lost it. The truth was, Harry was doing everything he could, not to think about anything. Not to think about Voldemort, or about Sirius, or about Liza, or about the Warriors, or about his feelings toward Hermione. Unfortunately after two hours, Remus had a good idea bout Harry's feelings for the Hermione. It was the gift he had bought her. In truth he had gotten everyone a gift. He mailed Prof. McGonagall and Prof. Snape's presents (Snape got a bottle of shampoo for extra greasy hair).
"Now what would Tonks want?" Harry thought aloud.
"Wrist mounted wand holster," Remus said, almost without thinking. When Harry gave him a questioning look he explained, "She says that she wants one, but her money is tight right now. She thinks that in a few years they'll become standard equipment for an Auror. She says they make it easier and faster to draw your wand."
Harry gave Remus an odd look and then continued, "And where would we find these?"
"Quality Quidditch Supplies. In the foul playing section. They're for if you or your opponents like to play nasty." Harry shook his head. This was an odd thing for him to see. They picked it up, and finally, as Harry was satisfied having been in public for long enough, went back to Grimmauld Place.
As they stepped into the place at large, he noticed almost everyone sitting in the drawing room doing a variety of activities, almost everything but drawing. "I have presents for my friends!" he announced. Everyone gathered around, saying he shouldn't have, but Harry insited, and no one was really that apt to object to presents.
"Ron, I hope you like this." Harry watched Ron open the long thin box. When he looked inside he fainted dead away.
"It's a broom," said Mrs. Weasly from behind him.
Ron's hand stuck straight up in the air as he corrected, "It's a Firebolt XL2, a step up from Harry's broom!"
Tonk's eyes went wide as she also knew what that meant. Harry handed her the package with her gift. "Oh Harry, how did you know?" she asked.
"Remus thought you would like it."
"Oh, Thank you Remus," she said as she threw her arms around him. he stammered out something to the tune of, "it was nothing," and a slight blush crossed his usually pale cheeks.
Mr. Weasly got a couple of Muggle books; "The Lord of the Rings, parts I II and III. And Patriot Games, by Tom Clancy. Mrs. Weasly got all the Lockheart books that she didn't already have. Mad-Eye got a new foe- glass, his was cracked. Ginny got a set of combs for her hair, the lady behind the counter said they would look great in Weasly hair. Prof. Dumbledore received a large box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, it was a silent challenge that Dumbledore smiled at.
Finally he turned to Hermione and said, "I saw this and thought of you," He opened a small velvet lined box and inside was a necklace. It was beautiful. The emerald on the end was cut to look like a heart, and there were tiny jewels traveling up the chains. Hermione just stared, too blown away to say anything.
When she finally regained her tongue she said, "Harry, this had to cost you a . . ."
But Harry cut her off, "Don't say the word fortune. Maybe later I'll take you down to my Gringott's vault and you'll understand why I did this. Her finger tips brushed the emerald, which was the size of her thumb.
"Oh, alright, but would you put it on me?" she turned around and lifted her hair. Harry picked up the necklace, and brought it around. For a brief moment his arms were around her. He thought about hugging her, or about kissing her neck, but he pushed them all out of his head as fast as he could. He fastened the necklace and she turned around. She looked down at it, and it began to glow. She smiled at Harry, and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. "Thank you Harry," she said.
Harry's mind was still on the glowing necklace. The lady at the counter had said that it would glow if the person was in the presence of the one they loved. Harry suddenly felt like keeping that bit of information to himself. Remus began to chuckle so hard that he fell of the arm of the couch he had been sitting on. Harry cast him a dirty look, as if his laughing was going to give the secret of the necklace away.
The day dissolved into night, and Harry finally went to bed, but instead of sharing Ron's room, they lead him to the master bedroom. Harry understood why. He was not the owner of the house. This had been the room Sirius had slept in last. As Harry drifted of to sleep, he thought of Remus' blush at Tonks hug, he thought of Hermione and the glowing necklace. Finally he was asleep and dreaming. The dream was the normal one about Death, Hermione, and that killing kiss. Harry was going crazy wondering about so many things, this dream was not helping.