Harry Potter & Carbon Copies of You
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Four: A Reunion of Sorts
Harry stood in front of the mirror adjusting his robes and taking in a deep breath. He was honestly worried about what was going to happen that day. Days ago, he had allowed Draco to talk him into going and visiting Ron and Hermione and now he wanted to walk away from England once again.
"How did I ever let you talk me into this stupid idea?" Harry whines.
"Because deep down you wanted to do this and you just needed someone to give you a little push in the right direction," drawled Draco back to him lazily.
"I think you're beautiful Master, they'll love you just as much as I do."
Harry smirked at his young naked slave and said, "I think you're beautiful also." Then Harry kissed the boy and sent him back to bed where Alberto was waiting for him.
"What are you going to do today Draco?" Harry asked as he once again adjusted his robes for the hundredth time.
"Well," he drawled, "first I'm going to watch these two have large amounts of sex with each other, before I give them both a good shag. Then I thought I'd go visit Pansy and Adrian. I've not seen them for a couple of days."
"When am I going to get to meet your son Draco?" Harry asked as the two younger men began to moan from the four poster bed. Harry turned to watch them, before once again giving Draco his attention.
"Do you want to?" Draco asked surprised. "Not one of my other lovers has ever asked to meet him before."
"As you may have noticed my lover, I'm not like most men." Harry said and gave Draco a kiss.
"Thank Merlin for that." Alberto yelled from the bed, causing the two to laugh.
Sometime later, Harry was standing outside Number 93, Diagon Alley, the location of Weasley Wizard Wheezes and was a little bit scared.
'What if they don't want to see me again after all these years?' he thought to himself and almost left to return home.
As Harry pulled his heavy cloak tighter so that no one would recognize him he saw her walking down the cobblestone alley towards the twins' shop. Molly Weasley. The only woman who was ever like a mother to him was walking towards him. Without realizing it Harry stood frozen to the spot and effectively blocking the entrance to the shop in the process.
"Excuse me young man, you're blocking the door. I'd like to go in this shop," she said to him when she reached the entrance.
He stood transfixed for a moment; she was the most beautiful thing he had seen in years. Not because she was a great beauty, but because she was his representation of what home was. He shook himself to his senses and moved aside for her and said, "I'm sorry madam, I didn't mean to be rude," and started to walk away.
Mrs. Weasley paused for a moment and gave the man a hard look. The hood of his cloak covered his face and she couldn't see it, but his voice was so familiar. "Harry?" she asked as the cloaked figure turned to leave.
Harry stopped in his tracks again, 'Did she just call my name?' he thought. He turned to look at her once again and found she was walking towards him once more. It was only a few steps really, but it seemed like miles as she approached.
"Harry? Is that you under there?" she asked as she took hold of his hood and pulled back just enough to reveal his face.
Mrs. Weasley gasped when she saw emerald green eyes looking back at and he simply said, "Yes, Mrs. Weasley, it's me."
Looking at him she gave a great wail and grabbed a hold of him and hugged him for all her worth. Harry's eyes almost popped out his head he was so surprised by her actions. All he could do was wrap his arms around the short round woman and hug her back until she was ready to let go.
Mrs. Weasley began to cry openly and wailing like a banshee from the joy in her heart and Harry himself was getting bleary eyed when the twins came running out of their store with wands blazing and yelled at him to let their mother go. This, of course, was not the thing to do when it's Harry Potter that you're pointing your wand at. With a wave of his hand, Harry instinctively sent Fred and George's wands flying through the air and into his waiting hand.
"Fred! George! What were you thinking pointing your wands at him like that?" Mrs. Weasley yelled at her sons. "You could have hurt him!"
Harry chuckled from under his hood; he had forgotten how much he loved to see the Weasley family interact with one another.
"Hurt him?" George asked, "Mum, he just disarmed us with a wave of his hand."
"Yeah, mum," Fred added, "We thought he was hurting you by the way you were screaming."
"As you can see I'm perfectly alright and I am capable of defending myself. You'd think I was an invalid by the way my sons treat me."
"Who is he mum?" the twins chorused.
Confused, Mrs. Weasley turned back to look at Harry, who had pulled his hood back up. "Well, no wonder they don't recognize you, you look like the second coming of You Know Who."
"Third coming is more accurate," Harry said with a smile.
Mrs. Weasley thought about it for a moment and laughed, "I guess your right about that one."
George looked at his twin and said, "I think mum has lost it." Fred nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Weasley gave her sons a stern look and turned back to Harry and said, "Go ahead pull off your hood dear."
Harry gave a quick look around to make sure there wasn't anyone he didn't want to know that he had indeed returned and pulled the hood off of his face enough to allow the twins to see who he really was.
Fred and George gasped and together said, "Shit."
A couple of hours later found Harry sitting at the table in the kitchen of the Burrow being fed an enormous amount of food by Mrs. Weasley. Harry was beginning to think that she didn't think he had eaten in the past twelve years. Still he supposed that this was her way of showing affection.
Mrs. Weasley had sent her sons back into their shop and told them to start calling everyone in the family to come home immediately and to not tell them why. They dutifully obeyed, but only because they wanted it to be more of a surprise than she did. So it wasn't a shock when the twins apparated into the kitchen and each took a seat on either side of Harry, to have lunch and to wait for everyone else to show up for the surprise.
"Now you're sure you've contacted everyone?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes mum," they chorused together as Harry laughed.
"No one knows he's back right?"
"Yes mum."
"Hermione is coming also?"
"Yes mum."
"Well, then everything should be in order I suppose," she said finally before going back to her cooking.
"Hey Harry, George and I were thinking about it and we've got an idea."
"Why am I suddenly afraid?" asked Harry mockingly.
"You should be mate." George said as Fred continued with a smirk, "We think you should put that cloak back on and scare the hell out of Ron."
"Fred, George!" Harry exclaimed, "That would be mean and cruel." then he paused, "Where's the cloak?"
The twins laughed and even Mrs. Weasley grinned at them and said, "You three are terrible to do that to him. It's in the hallway closet dear."
George got up and ran into the hallway to retrieve the cloak for Harry. Just as Harry was putting it on again, there came the sounds of people apparating into the sitting room.
"Molly, luv, I'm home," called out Mr. Weasley as he entered the kitchen. Mr. Weasley stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw the cloaked figure standing beside his sons.
"Hello, Arthur dear, have a seat at the table, we have company for lunch today," said Mrs. Weasley.
Before Mr. Weasley could say anything else a few more cracks were heard from the sitting room and Bill, Charlie and Ginny emerged into kitchen.
"Mum, what's the big surprise that we had to come home for?" Charlie asked as he walked into the room.
"Whoa," Ginny said upon discovering the cloaked figure.
"Hello children," Mrs. Weasley said smiling, "we've got company for lunch, so do try to behave."
Harry chuckled as he picked up a stack of plates and began to set the table, as Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Ginny watched with open mouths completely missing Fred and George barely containing their laughter. A moment later two more cracks were heard. This time from the garden and Ron and Hermione came in the back door into the kitchen to greet everyone.
Hermione began, "We're sorry we're late, we got held up at a meeting in the Ministry of Magic about …" She stopped when she saw the cloaked figure standing at the table setting plates for lunch. Mrs. Weasley was grinning at them when both Ron and Hermione drew their and began sending curses and hexes towards Harry.
"What are you two doing?" bellowed Mrs. Weasley, "This is a guest in our house and I will not have you hexing him."
"Do you know who he is mum?" asked Ron.
"Yes, I do actually. Who do you think he is?"
Hermione answered instead of Ron, "He's a dark wizard who works as a bounty hunter for various magical governments around the world. He's not to be trusted and should be taken into custody."
Upon hearing that Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Ginny also drew their wands and pointed them at the cloaked figure. Mrs. Weasley and the twins were stunned and Harry let out a sigh of defeat, this was not what he had hoped for when he got out of bed this morning.
Harry raised one hand and waved it around his head and a moment later he held half a dozen wands in his outstretched hand. With a great sigh he laid them down in one of the plates on the table and began to leave the house with his head hung defeated.
"STOP!" bellowed Mrs. Weasley, "You are not leaving this house young man!"
"Molly," Hermione began, "Have you any idea who that is? He just disarmed a room full of people with wandless magic. He's dangerous."
"I know exactly who he is Hermione, do you?" she asked a bit calmer and turned to Ron, "Do you know who he is?"
Both of them shook their heads no, as they only knew about a cloaked figure that had been discussed in the meeting they had just come from.
"I thought as much," scolded Mrs. Weasley and walked over to Harry.
Harry looked at her and whispered so that only she could hear, "I shouldn't have come back, I've messed it all up."
"Nonsense," she said dotingly and pulled his hood off completely. She turned to the family and said "Here's your dark wizard, have at him."
"Harry?" they all called at once.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Four: A Reunion of Sorts
Harry stood in front of the mirror adjusting his robes and taking in a deep breath. He was honestly worried about what was going to happen that day. Days ago, he had allowed Draco to talk him into going and visiting Ron and Hermione and now he wanted to walk away from England once again.
"How did I ever let you talk me into this stupid idea?" Harry whines.
"Because deep down you wanted to do this and you just needed someone to give you a little push in the right direction," drawled Draco back to him lazily.
"I think you're beautiful Master, they'll love you just as much as I do."
Harry smirked at his young naked slave and said, "I think you're beautiful also." Then Harry kissed the boy and sent him back to bed where Alberto was waiting for him.
"What are you going to do today Draco?" Harry asked as he once again adjusted his robes for the hundredth time.
"Well," he drawled, "first I'm going to watch these two have large amounts of sex with each other, before I give them both a good shag. Then I thought I'd go visit Pansy and Adrian. I've not seen them for a couple of days."
"When am I going to get to meet your son Draco?" Harry asked as the two younger men began to moan from the four poster bed. Harry turned to watch them, before once again giving Draco his attention.
"Do you want to?" Draco asked surprised. "Not one of my other lovers has ever asked to meet him before."
"As you may have noticed my lover, I'm not like most men." Harry said and gave Draco a kiss.
"Thank Merlin for that." Alberto yelled from the bed, causing the two to laugh.
Sometime later, Harry was standing outside Number 93, Diagon Alley, the location of Weasley Wizard Wheezes and was a little bit scared.
'What if they don't want to see me again after all these years?' he thought to himself and almost left to return home.
As Harry pulled his heavy cloak tighter so that no one would recognize him he saw her walking down the cobblestone alley towards the twins' shop. Molly Weasley. The only woman who was ever like a mother to him was walking towards him. Without realizing it Harry stood frozen to the spot and effectively blocking the entrance to the shop in the process.
"Excuse me young man, you're blocking the door. I'd like to go in this shop," she said to him when she reached the entrance.
He stood transfixed for a moment; she was the most beautiful thing he had seen in years. Not because she was a great beauty, but because she was his representation of what home was. He shook himself to his senses and moved aside for her and said, "I'm sorry madam, I didn't mean to be rude," and started to walk away.
Mrs. Weasley paused for a moment and gave the man a hard look. The hood of his cloak covered his face and she couldn't see it, but his voice was so familiar. "Harry?" she asked as the cloaked figure turned to leave.
Harry stopped in his tracks again, 'Did she just call my name?' he thought. He turned to look at her once again and found she was walking towards him once more. It was only a few steps really, but it seemed like miles as she approached.
"Harry? Is that you under there?" she asked as she took hold of his hood and pulled back just enough to reveal his face.
Mrs. Weasley gasped when she saw emerald green eyes looking back at and he simply said, "Yes, Mrs. Weasley, it's me."
Looking at him she gave a great wail and grabbed a hold of him and hugged him for all her worth. Harry's eyes almost popped out his head he was so surprised by her actions. All he could do was wrap his arms around the short round woman and hug her back until she was ready to let go.
Mrs. Weasley began to cry openly and wailing like a banshee from the joy in her heart and Harry himself was getting bleary eyed when the twins came running out of their store with wands blazing and yelled at him to let their mother go. This, of course, was not the thing to do when it's Harry Potter that you're pointing your wand at. With a wave of his hand, Harry instinctively sent Fred and George's wands flying through the air and into his waiting hand.
"Fred! George! What were you thinking pointing your wands at him like that?" Mrs. Weasley yelled at her sons. "You could have hurt him!"
Harry chuckled from under his hood; he had forgotten how much he loved to see the Weasley family interact with one another.
"Hurt him?" George asked, "Mum, he just disarmed us with a wave of his hand."
"Yeah, mum," Fred added, "We thought he was hurting you by the way you were screaming."
"As you can see I'm perfectly alright and I am capable of defending myself. You'd think I was an invalid by the way my sons treat me."
"Who is he mum?" the twins chorused.
Confused, Mrs. Weasley turned back to look at Harry, who had pulled his hood back up. "Well, no wonder they don't recognize you, you look like the second coming of You Know Who."
"Third coming is more accurate," Harry said with a smile.
Mrs. Weasley thought about it for a moment and laughed, "I guess your right about that one."
George looked at his twin and said, "I think mum has lost it." Fred nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Weasley gave her sons a stern look and turned back to Harry and said, "Go ahead pull off your hood dear."
Harry gave a quick look around to make sure there wasn't anyone he didn't want to know that he had indeed returned and pulled the hood off of his face enough to allow the twins to see who he really was.
Fred and George gasped and together said, "Shit."
A couple of hours later found Harry sitting at the table in the kitchen of the Burrow being fed an enormous amount of food by Mrs. Weasley. Harry was beginning to think that she didn't think he had eaten in the past twelve years. Still he supposed that this was her way of showing affection.
Mrs. Weasley had sent her sons back into their shop and told them to start calling everyone in the family to come home immediately and to not tell them why. They dutifully obeyed, but only because they wanted it to be more of a surprise than she did. So it wasn't a shock when the twins apparated into the kitchen and each took a seat on either side of Harry, to have lunch and to wait for everyone else to show up for the surprise.
"Now you're sure you've contacted everyone?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes mum," they chorused together as Harry laughed.
"No one knows he's back right?"
"Yes mum."
"Hermione is coming also?"
"Yes mum."
"Well, then everything should be in order I suppose," she said finally before going back to her cooking.
"Hey Harry, George and I were thinking about it and we've got an idea."
"Why am I suddenly afraid?" asked Harry mockingly.
"You should be mate." George said as Fred continued with a smirk, "We think you should put that cloak back on and scare the hell out of Ron."
"Fred, George!" Harry exclaimed, "That would be mean and cruel." then he paused, "Where's the cloak?"
The twins laughed and even Mrs. Weasley grinned at them and said, "You three are terrible to do that to him. It's in the hallway closet dear."
George got up and ran into the hallway to retrieve the cloak for Harry. Just as Harry was putting it on again, there came the sounds of people apparating into the sitting room.
"Molly, luv, I'm home," called out Mr. Weasley as he entered the kitchen. Mr. Weasley stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw the cloaked figure standing beside his sons.
"Hello, Arthur dear, have a seat at the table, we have company for lunch today," said Mrs. Weasley.
Before Mr. Weasley could say anything else a few more cracks were heard from the sitting room and Bill, Charlie and Ginny emerged into kitchen.
"Mum, what's the big surprise that we had to come home for?" Charlie asked as he walked into the room.
"Whoa," Ginny said upon discovering the cloaked figure.
"Hello children," Mrs. Weasley said smiling, "we've got company for lunch, so do try to behave."
Harry chuckled as he picked up a stack of plates and began to set the table, as Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Ginny watched with open mouths completely missing Fred and George barely containing their laughter. A moment later two more cracks were heard. This time from the garden and Ron and Hermione came in the back door into the kitchen to greet everyone.
Hermione began, "We're sorry we're late, we got held up at a meeting in the Ministry of Magic about …" She stopped when she saw the cloaked figure standing at the table setting plates for lunch. Mrs. Weasley was grinning at them when both Ron and Hermione drew their and began sending curses and hexes towards Harry.
"What are you two doing?" bellowed Mrs. Weasley, "This is a guest in our house and I will not have you hexing him."
"Do you know who he is mum?" asked Ron.
"Yes, I do actually. Who do you think he is?"
Hermione answered instead of Ron, "He's a dark wizard who works as a bounty hunter for various magical governments around the world. He's not to be trusted and should be taken into custody."
Upon hearing that Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Ginny also drew their wands and pointed them at the cloaked figure. Mrs. Weasley and the twins were stunned and Harry let out a sigh of defeat, this was not what he had hoped for when he got out of bed this morning.
Harry raised one hand and waved it around his head and a moment later he held half a dozen wands in his outstretched hand. With a great sigh he laid them down in one of the plates on the table and began to leave the house with his head hung defeated.
"STOP!" bellowed Mrs. Weasley, "You are not leaving this house young man!"
"Molly," Hermione began, "Have you any idea who that is? He just disarmed a room full of people with wandless magic. He's dangerous."
"I know exactly who he is Hermione, do you?" she asked a bit calmer and turned to Ron, "Do you know who he is?"
Both of them shook their heads no, as they only knew about a cloaked figure that had been discussed in the meeting they had just come from.
"I thought as much," scolded Mrs. Weasley and walked over to Harry.
Harry looked at her and whispered so that only she could hear, "I shouldn't have come back, I've messed it all up."
"Nonsense," she said dotingly and pulled his hood off completely. She turned to the family and said "Here's your dark wizard, have at him."
"Harry?" they all called at once.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review