Ch.3 Wizarding World Wide
For the next two days, Leah politely talked with the Dursely's and hung around Dudley, but he lost interest fast, so when Leah feigned sickness, he simply went about with his gang. No one noticed that Leah stayed in her room for most of the day, and no one noticed that Harry would always sneak into her room so that they could talk, but that was all right with both of them because Leah had to pretend that she didn't like Harry – and that was something very difficult to do once they found out that they had practically everything in common.
"No way! You hate your family too?" Harry was almost in tears from laughter as Leah recounted the last horrendous family reunion.
"Though technically they aren't my family...so that's some what of a bonus." She smiled at Harry as he picked himself off of the ground, having slid there after his last laughing fit.
"Oh yeah, there Billy's. How come you live with him again?" Harry was in the best mood he could remember for a long time, so good he had forget to think about Voldemort for a while.
The smile slipped a little from Leah's lips, but she continued anyways. "Like I said, my dad worked for the ministry – Canadian branch of course – and there was an...well a...an accident at his work and he was killed. So my mom took me, only she kinda went crazy after a while and now she's in St. Harrten's Hospital. I don't really see her that much because she's slips in and out of coma's, but I don't know her at all – so Billy took me in." Leah looked a little surprised at the look Harry was giving her; "What?"
Harry stared for a little longer and than snapped back to reality, "You mean there's a Ministry of Magic in Canada too?" Leah laughed and Harry suddenly realized how stupid that sounded. Of course there was a ministry of Magic in Canada – after all, Madame Maxime had been from France...
"You do know that there is Ministries all around the world, right? I mean, England's the main branch – I think because of some kind of historic value, but there are wizards and witches worldwide. How do you think muggles got their Internet connection thing www. It comes from Wizarding World Wide, which is some kind of connection between all of the ministry branches. Only the muggles had to do it without magic – but I'm pretty sure that the inventor guy was a squib and his parents helped him out." Leah finished matter of factly.
"Well, I guess I just never really thought about it. But it makes sense. So what department did your dad work in?" Harry could feel himself blushing, he felt stupid after such a statement, but figured not everyone knew about W.W.W. or someone would have mentioned it to him before.
"well, I'm not really sure because no one likes to talk about it, but I think it was the Department of Mysteries. That's why I can't find anything about it in the files." Leah pulled a folder out of her bag that was full of Daily Prophet clippings dated some sixteen years ago.
"What kind of accident was it? Something to do with brains?" Harry thought back to the ones that had attacked Ron, but doubted it was something like that.
"Oh no, it wasn't something that was his fault. See a Death Eater worked with him, and my dad over heard him planning something big. So when he found out, he killed my dad. Only the ministry wasn't too keen on announcing that a Death Eater was working from inside their deepest, darkest department, so they blamed it on an accident." Harry was stunned for a minute. Leah had lost her dad to Voldemort too. Maybe that's why there's some kind of connection between us. I mean she seems to have done everything like me...except she likes her surrogate dad, and defiantly do not!
"Is that why you aren't afraid to say Voldemort's name?" Harry timidly asked, not wanting to draw out a painful subject for Leah, but she didn't seem to mind.
"Yeah. I think it's a tribute to my father's memory. At least Billy says that fear of the name, increases fear of the object itself. Dumbledore told him that after he joined the Order." Harry yet again found himself shocked.
"Billy's in the order? But I didn't see him in the picture?" Harry tried to focus on the memory of the Order's picture, but didn't recall Moody ever mentioning a Billy from Canada.
"Well no you wouldn't, he was in the Canadian branch. You've got to realize Harry, that Voldemort had Death Eaters everywhere, not just in England. So the whole world had to fight him, Dumbledore had connections all over the place and Billy is his main connection in Canada now. So he convinced him to join like just before you stopped Voldemort...before he had me to take care of." Harry couldn't believe he hadn't thought of that Karkaroff had been a Death Eater, and I know he's not from England. Right, so this is bigger than I ever thought – I wonder how many people suffered from him if he could stretch his hand across the whole world?
"Anyway, lets think happier thoughts...we are leaving in two days. Saturday will be a little hectic because of the instructions that Dumbledore gave me, but I don't think it will take too long to get there." Leah had pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and looked at the map that was drawn on there. Some of the information was blank...but Harry figured that was a safety measure.
"So, time for bed I think. I have to go out for Dinner with the Dursely's tomorrow and I am not looking forward to it. Awful people, really." Leah gave Harry one of her amazing smiles that seemed to spread a warm, happy feeling through his whole body. With a similar smile he headed off to bed.
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For the next two days, Leah politely talked with the Dursely's and hung around Dudley, but he lost interest fast, so when Leah feigned sickness, he simply went about with his gang. No one noticed that Leah stayed in her room for most of the day, and no one noticed that Harry would always sneak into her room so that they could talk, but that was all right with both of them because Leah had to pretend that she didn't like Harry – and that was something very difficult to do once they found out that they had practically everything in common.
"No way! You hate your family too?" Harry was almost in tears from laughter as Leah recounted the last horrendous family reunion.
"Though technically they aren't my family...so that's some what of a bonus." She smiled at Harry as he picked himself off of the ground, having slid there after his last laughing fit.
"Oh yeah, there Billy's. How come you live with him again?" Harry was in the best mood he could remember for a long time, so good he had forget to think about Voldemort for a while.
The smile slipped a little from Leah's lips, but she continued anyways. "Like I said, my dad worked for the ministry – Canadian branch of course – and there was an...well a...an accident at his work and he was killed. So my mom took me, only she kinda went crazy after a while and now she's in St. Harrten's Hospital. I don't really see her that much because she's slips in and out of coma's, but I don't know her at all – so Billy took me in." Leah looked a little surprised at the look Harry was giving her; "What?"
Harry stared for a little longer and than snapped back to reality, "You mean there's a Ministry of Magic in Canada too?" Leah laughed and Harry suddenly realized how stupid that sounded. Of course there was a ministry of Magic in Canada – after all, Madame Maxime had been from France...
"You do know that there is Ministries all around the world, right? I mean, England's the main branch – I think because of some kind of historic value, but there are wizards and witches worldwide. How do you think muggles got their Internet connection thing www. It comes from Wizarding World Wide, which is some kind of connection between all of the ministry branches. Only the muggles had to do it without magic – but I'm pretty sure that the inventor guy was a squib and his parents helped him out." Leah finished matter of factly.
"Well, I guess I just never really thought about it. But it makes sense. So what department did your dad work in?" Harry could feel himself blushing, he felt stupid after such a statement, but figured not everyone knew about W.W.W. or someone would have mentioned it to him before.
"well, I'm not really sure because no one likes to talk about it, but I think it was the Department of Mysteries. That's why I can't find anything about it in the files." Leah pulled a folder out of her bag that was full of Daily Prophet clippings dated some sixteen years ago.
"What kind of accident was it? Something to do with brains?" Harry thought back to the ones that had attacked Ron, but doubted it was something like that.
"Oh no, it wasn't something that was his fault. See a Death Eater worked with him, and my dad over heard him planning something big. So when he found out, he killed my dad. Only the ministry wasn't too keen on announcing that a Death Eater was working from inside their deepest, darkest department, so they blamed it on an accident." Harry was stunned for a minute. Leah had lost her dad to Voldemort too. Maybe that's why there's some kind of connection between us. I mean she seems to have done everything like me...except she likes her surrogate dad, and defiantly do not!
"Is that why you aren't afraid to say Voldemort's name?" Harry timidly asked, not wanting to draw out a painful subject for Leah, but she didn't seem to mind.
"Yeah. I think it's a tribute to my father's memory. At least Billy says that fear of the name, increases fear of the object itself. Dumbledore told him that after he joined the Order." Harry yet again found himself shocked.
"Billy's in the order? But I didn't see him in the picture?" Harry tried to focus on the memory of the Order's picture, but didn't recall Moody ever mentioning a Billy from Canada.
"Well no you wouldn't, he was in the Canadian branch. You've got to realize Harry, that Voldemort had Death Eaters everywhere, not just in England. So the whole world had to fight him, Dumbledore had connections all over the place and Billy is his main connection in Canada now. So he convinced him to join like just before you stopped Voldemort...before he had me to take care of." Harry couldn't believe he hadn't thought of that Karkaroff had been a Death Eater, and I know he's not from England. Right, so this is bigger than I ever thought – I wonder how many people suffered from him if he could stretch his hand across the whole world?
"Anyway, lets think happier thoughts...we are leaving in two days. Saturday will be a little hectic because of the instructions that Dumbledore gave me, but I don't think it will take too long to get there." Leah had pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and looked at the map that was drawn on there. Some of the information was blank...but Harry figured that was a safety measure.
"So, time for bed I think. I have to go out for Dinner with the Dursely's tomorrow and I am not looking forward to it. Awful people, really." Leah gave Harry one of her amazing smiles that seemed to spread a warm, happy feeling through his whole body. With a similar smile he headed off to bed.
please review guys...this way I can know what to improve and such for the next chappy. Thanks