Harry Potter & the Honeychurch Institute of Magic
By Darkmoore
As Harry landed his broom near the crowd he swore he heard Xander Malfoy say to Daisy Gamble, "You did almost as well I would have up there."
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Chapter Twenty Three: Hippity, Hoppity Easters on its Way
For the next month things were rather normal, well as normal can be when you wake up almost every morning in the arms of the most beautiful woman in the world. Harry and Vesta tried their absolute best to maintain a high level of professionalism; however, it was hard to do whenever he saw her. Sometimes when he caught a glimpse of her he would sigh and go all moony with a stupid grin on his face, but in a manly way of course.
So it was the end of March that Harry and Edwina decided what to do with the cache of dark arts books found behind the painting of Lady Letitia Honeychurch. The Headmistress decided that at the very least the books should be cataloged and put into storage in a room that more accessible to enter than the one behind the painting. So the two, along with Professor Fronia Thorne and Xander Malfoy spent a whole day in the secret rooms going through the temperamental books.
Harry remembered the conversation when Edwina had asked for Xander Malfoy's help in entering the room once more. Since no one could enter the rooms without Mr. Malfoy being present, the boy had skillfully maneuvered himself into a position where he could be a part of the action. Harry remembered it well and thought he would have made an excellent Slytherin.
"Headmistress, of course, I would love to help you and the other professors access the hidden rooms." Xander Malfoy said with the utmost respect, but then continued, "Of course, if anyone leaves the hidden room, they wouldn't be able to enter it again, so I'd have to stay and help you out. That way it would more productive use of your time, instead of having to hunt me down every time someone left to move the books into another location. Wouldn't you agree Professor Potter?"
Harry laughed at himself every time he remembered that conversation. He had been maneuvered into that so skillfully. He almost admired the boy for it. Of course, Harry countered with the idea of putting the forbidden books in the Headmistress' office to be cataloged there. That way Mr. Malfoy wouldn't ever find out the secret location of the where these books were going to be stored. Harry could very clever himself.
"I suppose he has a point Edwi… Madame Klump, we would have to retrieve him ever so often and he could be useful in this process." Harry said with a half smirk on his face.
"I must object, those books could be dangerous and he is a student, not a fully trained wizard, he could be harmed by something evil hidden in those books." Professor Fronia Thorne said.
"Fronia, it'll be alright, Harry will be there and he is our resident expert on the combat of dark magic. I trust him completely to protect Mr. Malfoy, and probably you and me as well." Edwina said with a smile and a wink to the school librarian.
"Well, I suppose that is true." Fronia Thorne said reluctantly.
"No pressure on me then is there?" Harry said, "I better have another cup of coffee, in case I nod off while reading those nasty books." Edwina and Xander tried their best not to laugh, while Fronia looked slightly annoyed.
* * * * *
Of course that was this morning, now it was late in the afternoon and the four of them was covered with dust, cobwebs, mildew and plain old fashioned crud. But, it had been an exciting day, at least for Harry and Fronia.
"I can't believe some of these titles we have here. These books are in better shape than some of their counterparts that have been confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, at Hogwarts or even the great library at Ordmandel." Fronia exclaimed excitedly. "Do you know this could collection of books could put this school on the map scholastically?"
"I'll have you know that this institution is already well known for its academic achievements." Edwina said a bit put off by the librarian's comment.
"That's not what I meant and you know it." she countered.
"What and where is Ordmandel?" Xander asked Harry, who shrugged not knowing.
"Ordmandel is a school of magic in the southern part of the United States. I've been there to study at their great library, one of the best in all the world, considering the school is only two hundred years old." Fronia responded to the student's question.
Xander continued to ask Professor Thorne questions about the other schools of magic outside of Britain, as the topic was now fascinating to him, while they all began to box up the books to be moved down stairs into Edwina's office.
* * * * *
At dinner that night, they were all exhausted. Especially Xander Malfoy, he had never done that much hard work before in his life.
Vesta was looking at her rather handsome boyfriend and was admonishing him, "You could have hurt yourself, why didn't you ask for more assistance than that? What if you have been hurt?"
"I was hurt, badly." Harry responded to her with seriousness in his eyes.
"What?" Vesta, Fitzy, Edwina and Fronia all said at the same time.
Harry then held up his right index finger and said, "See, I got a paper cut. Want to kiss it and make it better?" Then he smiled at her and the potions mistress kissed his boo-boo to make it all better.
"Why don't you ever kiss my paper cuts Parker?" Fronia asked of her husband.
"The last time I did that, we ended up with our third child." the distinguished professor said with a sparkle in his eye towards his lovely wife.
"I'll be taking my finger back now, if you don't mind." Harry said rather quickly making the women at the staff table laugh at him.
"That's not funny." Harry muttered into his plate of food.
* * * * *
The next week saw a few fifth years pulling their hair out doing revision for their upcoming O.W.L.'s and several seventh years near constant pain for their N.E.W.T.'s preparations. However the upcoming Quidditch game and the Easter holidays were a sign of relief, if only a brief one for the students.
Finally Saturday morning arrived and the time for the Quidditch game between Brutus House and Desdrilla House and Harry extracted himself from under the lovely potions mistress in order to head down to the pitch to get it ready. However, standing there watching her sleep, Harry felt the sudden urge to return to bed, but this was Quidditch for Merlin's sake and so he headed into the shower to get ready for the day.
After lunch, the two teams made their way down to the pitch in order to change into their uniforms and the rest of the school and a few residents of Honeychurch Station started to fill the stands. Harry saw Taryn Whitlock take his place as the announcer as usual and he waited down on the pitch for the teams to emerge from their changing rooms to begin the game.
Soon Taryn was announcing the team members as they flew out onto the pitch and Harry watched them as they flew once around the pitch. In particular Harry noticed Xander Malfoy. 'What a little show off' Harry thought as the two team captains landed in order to shake hands and start the game.
After Harry had released the balls, the game was underway as he mounted his broom and took off, he heard Taryn announcing that Desdrilla chaser Hyacinth Gamble had already scored against Daithi Flannery, the Brutus keeper.
"This game is going to turn really ugly." Harry said to himself.
As he predicted, the game did indeed turn ugly. It seems that the Desdrilla team realized that they were out of the running for the Quidditch cup and decided to take it out on the Brutus team. Harry had no idea just how mean girls could really be when they were crossed.
By the end of the game, Xander Malfoy had captured the snitch, but he also had a bloody nose, two of the three Brutus chasers and their team captain were on their way to the infirmary and the entire Desdrilla team was standing in the middle of the pitch getting their backsides chewed out by Harry for such an ugly game they had just played. However the end score was Brutus 310 to Desdrilla's 170.
Generally speaking, it was a good game to watch.
* * * * *
Easter holidays arrived and only a few students were going home for the week long absence of school. Most decided to stay, as it would be a long trip there and back again and just for a few days. However, this was when Harry had promised Petunia Dursley that he would visit her, even though he was now regretting that promise.
"Harry you promised the old bat you'd visit and you just can't back out now." said the painting of Sirius, even though he would have loved for her disappointed.
"I know Sirius; it's just that I have no idea what to say to her. It's been years since we've seen each other." Harry responded. It was true, the day Harry had turned seventeen and had reached adulthood by wizarding standards he had gone for his apparition exam and when he had passed it, he returned to Privet Drive, collected his things and moved out, and hadn't returned once since.
"Just remember to be pleasant and that she is now a widow with no one to love and you have that beautiful creature spread out across your bed nightly." Sirius said with a smirk that made Harry think he watched them or something.
"Besides, you won't be alone when you meet her. I'm coming with you." Harry turned and saw Vesta walking into his sitting room.
"You're coming with me?" he asked.
"Of course I am. I want to meet your family."
"She's a Muggle and not a pleasant one at that." Harry said, not sure if he wanted her to come or not.
"Don't worry; I'll be on my best behavior with her." Vesta winked at him and left again to pack for their little trip.
* * * * *
A couple of hours later Harry and Vesta apparated onto one of the secret platforms located at Kings Cross Station in London. It was the nearest point to Grimmauld Place that she knew and thus that's were they went. After a short walk and a timely note via a certain phoenix named Fawkes, Vesta entered Harry's home.
"So this is the fames House of Black, Sirius was telling me about? Doesn't look that run down to me." Vesta said as she looked the place over.
"Well, we've fixed the old place up a bit." Harry responded, "Especially after Sirius died."
Just then Dobby popped in and took their luggage up to Harry's room and told them, "Harry Potter and his missy is eating now, Winky is making you's a good meal in the kitchen."
"Master Harry." Winky exclaimed as she saw him and run and hugged him around the knees.
"Hello, Winky, how have you been while I have been away?" Harry asked.
"Taking care of the house Master Harry you knows that." Winky replied as if that were completely obvious. Harry laughed.
"Winky, this is Vesta Sangeorge and she'll be staying with us tonight."
"Dobby is telling Winky all about his sweetie, he is." the little elf said and then giggled.
Vesta thought this was all funny. Her family has always had house elves, she grew up with them, but somehow they had never taught her to talk to them like equals. She never questioned it, but watching Harry with his pair, seemed to be both odd and encouraging to her.
"Hello, Winky, I'm very pleased to meet you."
Then the elf ushered the two lovers into their chairs and fed them a good lunch before they set out to meet Aunt Petunia that afternoon.
* * * * *
"Ah, Harry there you are." said Mrs. Figg as he emerged from her fireplace into her home on Wisteria Walk.
"Hello Mrs. Figg, how have you been these days?" Harry politely asked of his former babysitter. However, before she could respond to the young man a lovely young woman emerged from the green flames and looked around.
"Well, what have we here? This is an unexpected surprise." said Mrs. Figg eyeing the raven haired woman standing in her sitting room.
"Mrs. Figg I would like to introduce you to Vesta Sangeorge, a fellow teacher at the school where I work and more importantly, my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? Well it's about time you had one of those you know." Mrs. Figg said, teasing him and making him turn red.
"I've had girlfriends before, you know." said Harry still red faced.
* * * * *
A few minutes later Harry and Vesta were walking hand in hand the short distance between Wisteria Walk and Privet Drive. As they walked along Harry was flooded with many memories of his childhood and wondered once again, 'What the hell was I thinking coming back here again?'
As they reached the house at Number 4 Privet Drive, Harry stopped Vesta and looked at her. Taking a deep breath he said, "There are many things from my childhood that I have not told you. Many things I don't want to really have to remember. Many of those things are painful and mostly humiliating."
"Harry, I know quite a bit about your past. Everyone does. About how you defeated You-Know-Who and suffered so much at his hands and by those of the Death Eaters." she said sympathetically.
"Vesta, honey, you don't understand. Most of those horrible memories I was just talking about happened in this house."
Just as they stepped on the front stoop of the house, the door opened up and there stood Petunia Dursley.
"Oh Harry."
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
For those of you who thought Chapter 22 was too fluffy, just remember how your butts were all puckered until 21, just giving you guys a break. :)
athenakitty wrote Yeah! Firstie again! Is Proctor a homophobe? Will Harry buy a certain can of turpentine? Does Petunia have anything of Lily's things? Who did Dudley tie down and married? Will Severus visit Harry? Will somebody learn "not to mess with Potter"? Will Winky visit Honeychurch?
Answer - No he won't be getting any turpentine, that was just an idle threat. :) Proctor has issues! Who said Dudley was married? Petunia only wrote that he had his own flat. How many 23 year old men love with their mother? Harry and Severus DO NOT Like each other, so no He won't be visiting, besides Severus is teaching at Hogwarts.
krysalys73 wrote You know, I thought either Harry or Hagrid would have Sirius' cycle. Wouldn't it be friggin cool if Harry and Vespa took a little midnight ride on it? And, *finally*, Harry gets laid! Nice to know someone around here is getting some action... ;-) Also great to see that despite Narcissa's bitchiness, Draco and Xander are actually getting along. I've been also wondering if Draco's relieved that Lucius is dead too. And if Draco and Xander are both part Veela, then that would mean that they got that heritage from their dad, right? Hm, methinks my brain hath been activated! YAY!
Answer - HOney, you really scare me some days! You make it sound like he was a virgin. He's not! You just know for sure now. :) It was Lucius' mother who was the Veela and not at all on Narcissa's side. Also don't be thinking Draco is a nice person, remember he didn't Xander to Hogwarts because he & Narcissa didn't want anyone to know he existed.
captuniv wrote Well, well. So it wasn't Fitzy. Kinda thought so, she was too obvious. Sneaky author. :) Hmm, the news of Vernon's death was interesting. So Dudley works for Grunnings? Great, followed completely in Vernon's footsteps. Strange that Petunia would finally be trying to approach Harry now after all these years but I think he nailed it with his idea of her being lonely. That meeting should be tense. Keep up the great work!
Answer - She'll be on her best behavior I'm sure. :) As for Molly Weasley, don't hold your breath about seeing her. This story ends when the school year ends (just like in the books) and they wouldn't be able to see her until the summer. That would be in the sequel, if I choose to write one. :)
The Libran Iniquity wrote Am I correct in thinking (in a little retrospect) that Harry and Petunia are going to come to some sort of understanding? (What I can't believe is that widdle Dudders actually managed to graduate from uni... unless it was a course involving heavy eating ^^ )
Answer - I'm sure Dudley chugged the beer when he was in uni. ;) As for Harry and Petunia, just you wait and see.
kraeg001 wrote Yup, definately HP/OC. Also, I didn't udnerstand the thing about the can of turpentine; what did Sirius mean? Anyway, excellent work! Keep going!
Answer - As an art major we used Turpentine to clean brushed and canvases of paint. Sirius was stalking her throught the paintings of the school. He knew who Harry liked, he had several wet dreams and probably talked in them. I know my room mate in college did. :) Don't ask!
kensai2 wrote I do not know if Molly would be happy with Harry off the market, maybe she always had a secret hope he would end up with Ginny. How long will this fic be? You have a lot of loose ends to tie up. The books, Draco, Procter,the motorcycle (you brought it up). I hope at least 50 more chapters.
Answer - As long as Harry is happy, Molly is happy! As for loose ends, the motor bike was brought up in notes, because I had an email asking about it, wasn't mentioned in main story. Draco has not appeared except for the cameo at the bank, not really a loose end for this story, maybe the sequel. Proctor will be in this story more and so will the books. As for the length of the story, where do JKR's books usually end?
SunniRunr wrote me a review that you all can go an find if you want to know it, but basically I got bitched at for responding to everyone at the end of chapters.
Answer - Don't like them, then don't read them. I love getting responses from people, especially from ones with questions. This is my first fanfic and it actually helps me out to get them.
By Darkmoore
As Harry landed his broom near the crowd he swore he heard Xander Malfoy say to Daisy Gamble, "You did almost as well I would have up there."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Chapter Twenty Three: Hippity, Hoppity Easters on its Way
For the next month things were rather normal, well as normal can be when you wake up almost every morning in the arms of the most beautiful woman in the world. Harry and Vesta tried their absolute best to maintain a high level of professionalism; however, it was hard to do whenever he saw her. Sometimes when he caught a glimpse of her he would sigh and go all moony with a stupid grin on his face, but in a manly way of course.
So it was the end of March that Harry and Edwina decided what to do with the cache of dark arts books found behind the painting of Lady Letitia Honeychurch. The Headmistress decided that at the very least the books should be cataloged and put into storage in a room that more accessible to enter than the one behind the painting. So the two, along with Professor Fronia Thorne and Xander Malfoy spent a whole day in the secret rooms going through the temperamental books.
Harry remembered the conversation when Edwina had asked for Xander Malfoy's help in entering the room once more. Since no one could enter the rooms without Mr. Malfoy being present, the boy had skillfully maneuvered himself into a position where he could be a part of the action. Harry remembered it well and thought he would have made an excellent Slytherin.
"Headmistress, of course, I would love to help you and the other professors access the hidden rooms." Xander Malfoy said with the utmost respect, but then continued, "Of course, if anyone leaves the hidden room, they wouldn't be able to enter it again, so I'd have to stay and help you out. That way it would more productive use of your time, instead of having to hunt me down every time someone left to move the books into another location. Wouldn't you agree Professor Potter?"
Harry laughed at himself every time he remembered that conversation. He had been maneuvered into that so skillfully. He almost admired the boy for it. Of course, Harry countered with the idea of putting the forbidden books in the Headmistress' office to be cataloged there. That way Mr. Malfoy wouldn't ever find out the secret location of the where these books were going to be stored. Harry could very clever himself.
"I suppose he has a point Edwi… Madame Klump, we would have to retrieve him ever so often and he could be useful in this process." Harry said with a half smirk on his face.
"I must object, those books could be dangerous and he is a student, not a fully trained wizard, he could be harmed by something evil hidden in those books." Professor Fronia Thorne said.
"Fronia, it'll be alright, Harry will be there and he is our resident expert on the combat of dark magic. I trust him completely to protect Mr. Malfoy, and probably you and me as well." Edwina said with a smile and a wink to the school librarian.
"Well, I suppose that is true." Fronia Thorne said reluctantly.
"No pressure on me then is there?" Harry said, "I better have another cup of coffee, in case I nod off while reading those nasty books." Edwina and Xander tried their best not to laugh, while Fronia looked slightly annoyed.
* * * * *
Of course that was this morning, now it was late in the afternoon and the four of them was covered with dust, cobwebs, mildew and plain old fashioned crud. But, it had been an exciting day, at least for Harry and Fronia.
"I can't believe some of these titles we have here. These books are in better shape than some of their counterparts that have been confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, at Hogwarts or even the great library at Ordmandel." Fronia exclaimed excitedly. "Do you know this could collection of books could put this school on the map scholastically?"
"I'll have you know that this institution is already well known for its academic achievements." Edwina said a bit put off by the librarian's comment.
"That's not what I meant and you know it." she countered.
"What and where is Ordmandel?" Xander asked Harry, who shrugged not knowing.
"Ordmandel is a school of magic in the southern part of the United States. I've been there to study at their great library, one of the best in all the world, considering the school is only two hundred years old." Fronia responded to the student's question.
Xander continued to ask Professor Thorne questions about the other schools of magic outside of Britain, as the topic was now fascinating to him, while they all began to box up the books to be moved down stairs into Edwina's office.
* * * * *
At dinner that night, they were all exhausted. Especially Xander Malfoy, he had never done that much hard work before in his life.
Vesta was looking at her rather handsome boyfriend and was admonishing him, "You could have hurt yourself, why didn't you ask for more assistance than that? What if you have been hurt?"
"I was hurt, badly." Harry responded to her with seriousness in his eyes.
"What?" Vesta, Fitzy, Edwina and Fronia all said at the same time.
Harry then held up his right index finger and said, "See, I got a paper cut. Want to kiss it and make it better?" Then he smiled at her and the potions mistress kissed his boo-boo to make it all better.
"Why don't you ever kiss my paper cuts Parker?" Fronia asked of her husband.
"The last time I did that, we ended up with our third child." the distinguished professor said with a sparkle in his eye towards his lovely wife.
"I'll be taking my finger back now, if you don't mind." Harry said rather quickly making the women at the staff table laugh at him.
"That's not funny." Harry muttered into his plate of food.
* * * * *
The next week saw a few fifth years pulling their hair out doing revision for their upcoming O.W.L.'s and several seventh years near constant pain for their N.E.W.T.'s preparations. However the upcoming Quidditch game and the Easter holidays were a sign of relief, if only a brief one for the students.
Finally Saturday morning arrived and the time for the Quidditch game between Brutus House and Desdrilla House and Harry extracted himself from under the lovely potions mistress in order to head down to the pitch to get it ready. However, standing there watching her sleep, Harry felt the sudden urge to return to bed, but this was Quidditch for Merlin's sake and so he headed into the shower to get ready for the day.
After lunch, the two teams made their way down to the pitch in order to change into their uniforms and the rest of the school and a few residents of Honeychurch Station started to fill the stands. Harry saw Taryn Whitlock take his place as the announcer as usual and he waited down on the pitch for the teams to emerge from their changing rooms to begin the game.
Soon Taryn was announcing the team members as they flew out onto the pitch and Harry watched them as they flew once around the pitch. In particular Harry noticed Xander Malfoy. 'What a little show off' Harry thought as the two team captains landed in order to shake hands and start the game.
After Harry had released the balls, the game was underway as he mounted his broom and took off, he heard Taryn announcing that Desdrilla chaser Hyacinth Gamble had already scored against Daithi Flannery, the Brutus keeper.
"This game is going to turn really ugly." Harry said to himself.
As he predicted, the game did indeed turn ugly. It seems that the Desdrilla team realized that they were out of the running for the Quidditch cup and decided to take it out on the Brutus team. Harry had no idea just how mean girls could really be when they were crossed.
By the end of the game, Xander Malfoy had captured the snitch, but he also had a bloody nose, two of the three Brutus chasers and their team captain were on their way to the infirmary and the entire Desdrilla team was standing in the middle of the pitch getting their backsides chewed out by Harry for such an ugly game they had just played. However the end score was Brutus 310 to Desdrilla's 170.
Generally speaking, it was a good game to watch.
* * * * *
Easter holidays arrived and only a few students were going home for the week long absence of school. Most decided to stay, as it would be a long trip there and back again and just for a few days. However, this was when Harry had promised Petunia Dursley that he would visit her, even though he was now regretting that promise.
"Harry you promised the old bat you'd visit and you just can't back out now." said the painting of Sirius, even though he would have loved for her disappointed.
"I know Sirius; it's just that I have no idea what to say to her. It's been years since we've seen each other." Harry responded. It was true, the day Harry had turned seventeen and had reached adulthood by wizarding standards he had gone for his apparition exam and when he had passed it, he returned to Privet Drive, collected his things and moved out, and hadn't returned once since.
"Just remember to be pleasant and that she is now a widow with no one to love and you have that beautiful creature spread out across your bed nightly." Sirius said with a smirk that made Harry think he watched them or something.
"Besides, you won't be alone when you meet her. I'm coming with you." Harry turned and saw Vesta walking into his sitting room.
"You're coming with me?" he asked.
"Of course I am. I want to meet your family."
"She's a Muggle and not a pleasant one at that." Harry said, not sure if he wanted her to come or not.
"Don't worry; I'll be on my best behavior with her." Vesta winked at him and left again to pack for their little trip.
* * * * *
A couple of hours later Harry and Vesta apparated onto one of the secret platforms located at Kings Cross Station in London. It was the nearest point to Grimmauld Place that she knew and thus that's were they went. After a short walk and a timely note via a certain phoenix named Fawkes, Vesta entered Harry's home.
"So this is the fames House of Black, Sirius was telling me about? Doesn't look that run down to me." Vesta said as she looked the place over.
"Well, we've fixed the old place up a bit." Harry responded, "Especially after Sirius died."
Just then Dobby popped in and took their luggage up to Harry's room and told them, "Harry Potter and his missy is eating now, Winky is making you's a good meal in the kitchen."
"Master Harry." Winky exclaimed as she saw him and run and hugged him around the knees.
"Hello, Winky, how have you been while I have been away?" Harry asked.
"Taking care of the house Master Harry you knows that." Winky replied as if that were completely obvious. Harry laughed.
"Winky, this is Vesta Sangeorge and she'll be staying with us tonight."
"Dobby is telling Winky all about his sweetie, he is." the little elf said and then giggled.
Vesta thought this was all funny. Her family has always had house elves, she grew up with them, but somehow they had never taught her to talk to them like equals. She never questioned it, but watching Harry with his pair, seemed to be both odd and encouraging to her.
"Hello, Winky, I'm very pleased to meet you."
Then the elf ushered the two lovers into their chairs and fed them a good lunch before they set out to meet Aunt Petunia that afternoon.
* * * * *
"Ah, Harry there you are." said Mrs. Figg as he emerged from her fireplace into her home on Wisteria Walk.
"Hello Mrs. Figg, how have you been these days?" Harry politely asked of his former babysitter. However, before she could respond to the young man a lovely young woman emerged from the green flames and looked around.
"Well, what have we here? This is an unexpected surprise." said Mrs. Figg eyeing the raven haired woman standing in her sitting room.
"Mrs. Figg I would like to introduce you to Vesta Sangeorge, a fellow teacher at the school where I work and more importantly, my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? Well it's about time you had one of those you know." Mrs. Figg said, teasing him and making him turn red.
"I've had girlfriends before, you know." said Harry still red faced.
* * * * *
A few minutes later Harry and Vesta were walking hand in hand the short distance between Wisteria Walk and Privet Drive. As they walked along Harry was flooded with many memories of his childhood and wondered once again, 'What the hell was I thinking coming back here again?'
As they reached the house at Number 4 Privet Drive, Harry stopped Vesta and looked at her. Taking a deep breath he said, "There are many things from my childhood that I have not told you. Many things I don't want to really have to remember. Many of those things are painful and mostly humiliating."
"Harry, I know quite a bit about your past. Everyone does. About how you defeated You-Know-Who and suffered so much at his hands and by those of the Death Eaters." she said sympathetically.
"Vesta, honey, you don't understand. Most of those horrible memories I was just talking about happened in this house."
Just as they stepped on the front stoop of the house, the door opened up and there stood Petunia Dursley.
"Oh Harry."
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
For those of you who thought Chapter 22 was too fluffy, just remember how your butts were all puckered until 21, just giving you guys a break. :)
athenakitty wrote Yeah! Firstie again! Is Proctor a homophobe? Will Harry buy a certain can of turpentine? Does Petunia have anything of Lily's things? Who did Dudley tie down and married? Will Severus visit Harry? Will somebody learn "not to mess with Potter"? Will Winky visit Honeychurch?
Answer - No he won't be getting any turpentine, that was just an idle threat. :) Proctor has issues! Who said Dudley was married? Petunia only wrote that he had his own flat. How many 23 year old men love with their mother? Harry and Severus DO NOT Like each other, so no He won't be visiting, besides Severus is teaching at Hogwarts.
krysalys73 wrote You know, I thought either Harry or Hagrid would have Sirius' cycle. Wouldn't it be friggin cool if Harry and Vespa took a little midnight ride on it? And, *finally*, Harry gets laid! Nice to know someone around here is getting some action... ;-) Also great to see that despite Narcissa's bitchiness, Draco and Xander are actually getting along. I've been also wondering if Draco's relieved that Lucius is dead too. And if Draco and Xander are both part Veela, then that would mean that they got that heritage from their dad, right? Hm, methinks my brain hath been activated! YAY!
Answer - HOney, you really scare me some days! You make it sound like he was a virgin. He's not! You just know for sure now. :) It was Lucius' mother who was the Veela and not at all on Narcissa's side. Also don't be thinking Draco is a nice person, remember he didn't Xander to Hogwarts because he & Narcissa didn't want anyone to know he existed.
captuniv wrote Well, well. So it wasn't Fitzy. Kinda thought so, she was too obvious. Sneaky author. :) Hmm, the news of Vernon's death was interesting. So Dudley works for Grunnings? Great, followed completely in Vernon's footsteps. Strange that Petunia would finally be trying to approach Harry now after all these years but I think he nailed it with his idea of her being lonely. That meeting should be tense. Keep up the great work!
Answer - She'll be on her best behavior I'm sure. :) As for Molly Weasley, don't hold your breath about seeing her. This story ends when the school year ends (just like in the books) and they wouldn't be able to see her until the summer. That would be in the sequel, if I choose to write one. :)
The Libran Iniquity wrote Am I correct in thinking (in a little retrospect) that Harry and Petunia are going to come to some sort of understanding? (What I can't believe is that widdle Dudders actually managed to graduate from uni... unless it was a course involving heavy eating ^^ )
Answer - I'm sure Dudley chugged the beer when he was in uni. ;) As for Harry and Petunia, just you wait and see.
kraeg001 wrote Yup, definately HP/OC. Also, I didn't udnerstand the thing about the can of turpentine; what did Sirius mean? Anyway, excellent work! Keep going!
Answer - As an art major we used Turpentine to clean brushed and canvases of paint. Sirius was stalking her throught the paintings of the school. He knew who Harry liked, he had several wet dreams and probably talked in them. I know my room mate in college did. :) Don't ask!
kensai2 wrote I do not know if Molly would be happy with Harry off the market, maybe she always had a secret hope he would end up with Ginny. How long will this fic be? You have a lot of loose ends to tie up. The books, Draco, Procter,the motorcycle (you brought it up). I hope at least 50 more chapters.
Answer - As long as Harry is happy, Molly is happy! As for loose ends, the motor bike was brought up in notes, because I had an email asking about it, wasn't mentioned in main story. Draco has not appeared except for the cameo at the bank, not really a loose end for this story, maybe the sequel. Proctor will be in this story more and so will the books. As for the length of the story, where do JKR's books usually end?
SunniRunr wrote me a review that you all can go an find if you want to know it, but basically I got bitched at for responding to everyone at the end of chapters.
Answer - Don't like them, then don't read them. I love getting responses from people, especially from ones with questions. This is my first fanfic and it actually helps me out to get them.