"Harry you-," Mrs. Weasley started.
"What have you done to your beautiful eyes Harry James Potter?!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
"Mrs. Weasley look, they're fine" he said changing his eyes back.
"How in the name of Merlin did you do that?" she asked in awe. Then he said that he bought a pair of magical contact lenses, when he explained to them what a contact lens is, he finished by saying that you could not only change eye color but he could read foreign languages and understand them as well. Mrs. Weasley still scolded him beyond belief for messing with his eyes but over all she calmed down and Harry began enjoying the party, when he found Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and Neville all talking in the corner.
He greeted them with a great smile on his face he motioned for them to follow him, and they did.
"Harry, what are we doing in a room by ourselves when Fred and George are throwing party with Fire-whiskey punch?" Ron asked.
"I've got some thing to show you guys!" He said gleefully.
"Well, this better be good Harry, Ron's missing out on five extra minutes of making an ass out of his alcohol induced self" Ginny joked they all laughed.
"Come on in." He invited opening his trunk. They all assumed it was nothing more than an average trunk with a few rooms. When they reached the marble floored foyer, they reacted quite well, after all the 'oohs' and ahs' over his library he began talking.
"Today, I decided I was taking my life in to my own hands, I came to Diagon Alley today to buy things to help me, I found this trunk in my families vault, along with this dagger, he said unsheathing it and giving it a twirl.
"One of the most drastic part of what I did today were these." He said removing his shirt, turning a bit red seeing Ginny look at him with his shirt off.
"Wow Harry, this is beautiful" Ginny whispered running her fingers over the design.
"Harry mate, congratulations, your dead." Ron laughed.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"When mum finds out you have not only one tattoo but two? Well, I reckon you wouldn't last long."
"Harry. This is the mot irresponsible thing you've ever done!" Hermione puffed.
"Harry can I get a better look at the second one?" Neville asked, Harry nodded and showed him his arm.
"Harry, that's wicked, where did you get it?" Ron asked, the joke he told far from his mind.
"I got it at the place across the street from Ollivanders, Sirius had the same one. What I've been trying to say though, the one on my back, that's my family crest, it's on this ring and dagger too, see?" he asked showing them the ring and dagger. They nodded.
"Harry, I admit, the crest is beautiful, but your too young! I bet Sirius and your dad were at least 20 years old" Hermione said scoldingly.
"Actually, Hermione, they got theirs when they were this age, my mum got the tattoo when she was 20" Harry said happy to be know something about his family.
"Apparently every male in my family for the passed 500 years has been marked with the crest. The woman who did it told me it was traditional for some wizarding families to get there crest tattooed on them." Harry said happily. Ginny was still mesmerized by the crest on Harry's back.
"We should get back up, mum's going to freak out soon." Ginny pointed out. They all agreed and when Harry put on his shirt, they headed up the stairs and back to the party. Thankfully Mrs. Weasley hadn't noticed they were gone so they just talked for a bit, then Ron told Harry and Neville to meet him outside, he just had to tell his mum something, they nodded confused, thinking one outing like this was enough. When Ron met them out side, he had a huge grin upon his face.
"Harry, I'm getting a tattoo. I'm going to get my families crest on my shoulders like yours, and get the one Sirius had on my arm too, I'm not doing this to be like you Harry, the arm is for Sirius, and well, the crest is hella cool, our crest has an Glacial Dragon." Ron smiled. Harry was hesitant at first.
"Ron your mum would kill me for having one, see yours, and kill you with my corpse for inspiring you. Plus you need a parents permission unless your of age." Harry said, happy Ron couldn't do it, he would have thought it was great if it weren't for Mrs. Weasley.
"Not true, you have to be of anage to do it, you have to be 16, which I so happened to have turned past spring." Harry was mortified.
"I'm doing it too." Neville piped up.
"Oh please Neville, your gran will kill me!" Harry pleaded. He did not want 2 maternal figures after him.
"Gran won't mind, she said my dad got his when he was 15, our crest is a phoenix carrying a lightening bolt. I want to get Sirius tattoo, he saved our lives in the ministry, this is for the memory of Sirius Black, framed murderer, unrecognized hero." Neville said deeply. Had Harry not still been terrified of Mrs. Weasley chasing him through Diagon Alley, Harry would have felt the familiar lump in his throat.
"I'm not going to be able to change anyone's mind am I?" Harry said caving in.
"Nope" the replied together both grinning like idiots.
"Fine follow me. Wait, Ron, your mom will definitely know we're gone, this will take a while.
"I told her we needed some fresh air, she said to be back in 2 hours" Ron said slyly.
"Okay then, heads up, this hurts like hell!" Harry laughed, this didn't seem to phase Neville or Ron. Harry shrugged and led them to the parlor. Instead of Cheyenne Trelawney, there was a bald, muscular man with a tattooed head and a girl who was pretty and only a little older then the rest of them. Then Cheyenne walked from the back.
"Hello Harry, I see you've spread the word?" She smiled kindly.
"Professor?" Neville and Ron asked dumbfounded.
"Haha no, afraid not, twin." She explained. After they got over the shock, they explained what they wanted.
"Mr. Weasley is 16 you may proceed, and may I please ask who you are forgive me for not knowing." She said apologizing to Neville.
"I'm Neville Longbottom ma'am, I think my dad got his here when he was 15, right?" He asked.
"Franky Longbottom, yes, I remember him well, I know his mum, so that's your grand mum, she had no problem with him getting his, do you mind if I speak with your gran first?" She asked. Neville nodded while Ron told the girl what he wanted. Apparently, his dad had the crest in the jacket he'd worn to the opening and Ron asked if he could borrow it. He proceeded in showing the girl what it looked like. She nodded, looking impressed.
"This is going to hurt, just warning you," she warned.
"It's ok, I can take it." Ron said smoothly, the girl seemed interested in Ron The large guy just snorted at Ron and joined in.
"Kid, you want to see my crest" Ron shrugged then nodded, the man then revealed a large, intricate design of a leprechaun holding a wand, flipping a galleon, with the name 'O'Riley' Along with many Celtic crosses and other Irish markings. Ron gasped, the man had hundreds of them. The girl was undisturbed.
"Kevin, we get it, you're a macho-macho-man. You have thousands of tattoos, only one of them mean something important, he is getting two that are important to him, and in memory of my uncle, I'm getting the one he's getting on his arm as well!" She spouted. The man just ignored her and went to see what the status of Neville was.
"Who was your uncle?" Ron asked curiously.
"See for yourself." She said, removing her shirt to reveal her back. The crest that lay on her back was a Hungarian Horn-tail standing on it's hind legs, with it's tail pointed to the sky next to the dragons body. The best was yet to come, the name below the crest was 'Black'.
"You-you-you-you-," Ron was mesmerized by seeing the topless girl in front of him speaking to him face to face.
"Sirius was my Uncle, Unky Sirius, he was the nicest person in my family, when I was little he would play with me all the time, until he was jailed by the galleess bastards at the ministry." She spat acidly at the word 'ministry. Surprisingly enough, Ron actually paid attention when she spoke, and didn't look down once.
"I don't know if you knew this but Sirius was my godfather, I-, I saw him die at the ministry." Harry said hi head hung low, when she got her shirt back on, she went over and gave him a friendly hug, "That makes us cousins I suppose, and I know what happened. I don't blame you, I blame my aunt Bellatrix," She spat once again with the same venom if not more.
"Cousins?" Harry asked confused.
"Sure, Sirius was my Uncle, you were like to a son to him, and to him, family depended on love, so I consider you my uncles son, making you my cousin." She smiled and gave him another friendly hug and returned to Ron, looking a bit jealous.
"Oi! You've seen me half starker and you don't even no my name!" she laughed, "My names Courtney. Oh, and by the way, don't think I'm some kind of scarlet woman or anything, Kevin's been asking me out for the last year ad he's a jerk I just did that to make him an bit mad. Mostly" she finished with a wink at Ron, who looked like I was Christmas.
"Let's get started Mr...."
"You can call me Ron, Ron Weasley." He smiled, she smiled back, when her back was turned, Ron mouthed the words 'YES!' with triumph, Harry's snicker was interrupted with Neville waling in with Kevin.
"Gran is really proud, she said that Dad would have been ecstatic, and she said to tell you Harry your Dad would be as happy as mine would be, but our mum's would go medieval on us." Neville laughed. This earned a laugh from the rest of the room. And then it began, for the next 1 and a half hours, Ron didn't yelp once nor did Neville.
Ron's dragon looked amazing, it was dark blue in some places like the snout, but was ice blue almost everywhere else. It seemed to be in mid flight while it carried a scepter with a handle made of ice, and a seemingly crystal ball on the top it.
Neville's phoenix looked to have risen to the air, leaving a pile of ashes as it flew off fully feathered and grown, hold a bolt of lightening. The bird had so many beautiful golden and crimson feathers. On the lightening bolt, you could sparks skipping around it.
Both artists were incredible, the phoenix looked as it could have been real, and if Harry had ever seen a Glacier Dragon, he was sure that they'd be almost identical apart from the personal markings of that dragon. Both boy's downed a glass of fire-whiskey before get the second and final tattoo on their arm like Harry, When they finished, Neville said something that made Harry went to strangle him. He suggested that they all take the element from our crest and use them as a band above and below the lion, Ron agreed as did Courtney. Harry gave in because in truth, he thought it was cool but feared Ms. Weasley's, wrath. Harry had two bands of fire, Neville had two bands of lightening. Ron had blue fire because they knew that Glacier Dragons spat fire that didn't burn but froze, having the same effect, different feel. Finally, Courtney had two bands of horns looking like the one on the tail of her crest dragon. Harry and Ron's fire flickered the way fire would, and Nevilles had sparks bouncing back and forth and in between the two bands.
They all agreed that their tattoos looked beautiful and bad ass. When they were finished she gave Neville and Harry pecks on the cheeks and gave Ron a kiss on the lips lasting for only a few seconds and said she'd be living in Hogsmeade during the year and that she would most definitely see them soon. They all nodded and said their good byes, Ron whispered something in her ear, which made her giggle but soon after that they were all on the street headed back.
"She is hot! Holy crap mates! This year will be great!" Ron said reminiscing.
"Ron, watch it she's my cousin." Harry said half jokingly half-serious. He agreed with Courtney, Sirius was a father figure to him, making her his cousin.
"But damn, did that hurt like a bitch!" Ron laughed.
"Did someone say my name?" a high girlish voice said from behind them, along with several death eaters. Before they even turned around their wands were out.
"Do it and you'll be expelled." She taunted.
"Don't worry Potter, soon you'll be joining my cousin." Bellatrix laughed. It was 9 against three, Harry was trying to think. Then with out warning, he sent as many stunners in a period of a few seconds he could, Ron and Neville followed suit. Harry managed to stun 3 of them, and since Neville and Ron didn't have the advantage of surprise, they both stunned one, it was now 4 against 3 not including Umbrige. Suddenly, the door flew open and Ginny looked shocked, she went for her wand but before she had a chance, Bellatrix grabbed her.
"Look what we have here, a wee wittle weaswey," Bellatrix mocked with her baby talk. That pushed it. Harry was not happy. Angry even. Let's face it, Harry was bloody pissed off. With a twirl of his wand, a tornado of fire flew at Bellatrix and devoured her, leaving Ginny standing right next to a screaming and on fire Bellatrix Lestrange,.
"Ginny!" Harry howled. "Are you ok?" Harry prayed she was. As an answer she walked out of the fire unscathed and of all things smiled.
"Thanks Harry" with all their attackers put on hold with shock, Neville resumed the attack, sending a simple yet effective bludgeoning hex towards Umbrige.
"To hell with your decrees Umbitch!" he laughed. It was three against three now, Umbridge was k.o. from Nevilles attack. Nevilles sent two more bludgeoning attacks, one of them seemed to break a death eaters leg, another went off target. Just then, Harry got an idea.
"Serpensortia!" he cried, producing a 16 foot anaconda.
"Would you bind him for me please?" Harry requested with a hiss, no answer was necessary, the results spoke for them selves. The a snake wrapped it self around one of the two remaining standing death eaters. The last one standing did not stand long.
"Locomtomortis!" Ron shouted, catching the attacker off guard, it was successful. Ron walked over and kicked the man in the face.
"Git" he spat. Just then, the death eater with the broken leg cast some spell they didn't know at Ron, thankfully, Neville had noticed and stopped it.
"Expelliarmus!" he shouted with force, sending not only the wand, but the death eater himself flying. Finally, after having all of the attackers disabled the bound them, except for the one with the snake, who was going anywhere. Just then Harry realized, about a hundred people were there. Mrs. Weasley ran through the crowd to get to the 4 teens. She was so upset she couldn't speak so she pulled them all in for a hug. That night, they all slept at the Burrow, he invited everyone present to spend a night in his trunk, Mrs. Weasley argued until she walked in and saw the marvelous foyer and the bedroom she'd be sharing with her husband.
Harry told the group magic couldn't be sensed while they were in the trunk so with the exception of Hermione, they all had their fun with magic.
"Just because you can't be caught doesn't mean it illegal you know!" Hermione lectured.
"Any way, we have more news to share, do you know where we went while we were gone?" Ron asked.
"No, let me guess, you went to the Quiditch shop, and..., there's a new broom, am I correct? Men and their stupid sports" Hermione snorted.
"And women!" Ginny protested and burst in to a fit of laughter, as did the rest.
"No, we took followed in Harry's foot steps, Neville, shall we?" Neville grinned and nodded as they began removing their shirts.
"What are you do-, You didn't! Ron mum is going to out right murder you!. Well, let me see." She said bowing down to her curiosity.
"Wow Ron, that actually makes me proud to be a Weasley honestly, that is beautiful. Mum couldn't kill you with that. Neville, can I see yours?" she asked biting her lip. Neville grinned and nodded.
"I'll admit, both are extremely pretty, but I have to agree with Ginny, you'll be dead before tea when Mrs. Weasley finds out." Hermione said casually.
"We got the lion and the snake done as well see?" Neville said revealing the two bands and lion and snake. Ron showed his as well.
"Well Harry, at least you didn't have the wrap arounds, they are quite nice, but the less there is, the less dead you'll be." Hermione said proud of Harry. Harry grimaced.
"Uhh, correction." Harry stated bringing up his sleeve.
"Harry, "was all Hermione said as she shook her head in disappointment.
"I think their brilliant, I'm going to get one tomorrow." Ginny stated.
"No!" Ron said forcibly, "Ginny, next year, for your 16th birthday, if you still want it me and Harry will take you, I promise, it'd kill mom to have her youngest get one, please Gin, wait until next year. Ron's eyes leaded and she gave in.
As the guy's started putting their shirts on, Ginny had an idea. "
Harry, could you show me to the Room of Requirement here, I want to get a camera and take a picture of the three of you." Harry nodded vowing he'd be right back.
"Ginny, are you going to listen to Ron about the tattoo?" Harry asked hoping she would.
"Yea, Ron's almost never serious about anything, so I think when he is serious I should listen to him, especially about when it comes to mum. Any way Harry, this is fantastic, this much be worth a fortune, it's gorgeous." She said marveling at the beauty. Harry agreed, but what the beauty he had been referring to was not the mansion with in the trunk, he'd noticed lately that he had a hard time tearing his eyes away from Ginny, who had really grown up this year, and not only mentally.
"Did I tell you the features of these contacts Ginny?" Harry asked. She shook her head.
"One of them is X-ray vision, it pretty awesome" he stated, trying to make conversation.
"No way! You're a liar Harry Potter" she giggled.
"It's true!" he said laughing.
"Ok, prove it." She challenged with a grin. Harry's face fell.
"How might I do that?" he said slyly, hoping this was going where he thought.
"What am I wearing underneath my robes?" She said, with evil grin, Harry, had one to match, this was what he had hoped for.
"Now Miss Weasley, on the code of honor I promise to look no further then the under garments." He said pompously and business like which made Ginny giggle. Harry scrolled in to the X-ray vision ability. He was happy with what he found, but felt guilty.
"How risqué, uh...read top and a black bottom, yes?" Harry grinned slightly wait for a response.
"Well, that is a hundred percent keerect" she joked but became serious.
"I don't care if you see that stuff, but go any further and I'll break you." With that she let out another giggle and they grabbed they camera and raced back. The spent the rest of the night joking, taking pictures, and comparing their crests. They all agreed once again they were bad ass and that next year, Hermione would create her own crest and she'd get it put on, well she hadn't agreed to it, but for the rest of them they agreeing was good enough. Ron was tired so he went to bed first, then Neville went, then Hermione, by the end the only two rooms left were the two upstairs, so Harry and Ginny bade each other good night.
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"Arghhhhh!" Harry screamed, eyes snapping wide open to find Ginny by his said.
"It's ok Harry it was just a night mare, nothing more." She said soothingly. Harry pushed over to give her room to sit.
"What was it about?" she asked quietly.
"I dreamt about Cedric, Mum, Dad, Sirius, "Harry trailed off.
"Who else?" she asked, she knew she had been in it. His screaming ''m sorry Ginny' I didn't meant to!' was what woke her up. She didn't mind being woken up thought, she hoped she could helps.
"you were there Gin, I dreamt that I had hurt you with that fire spell, it was horrible, everyone in my dream were all telling me that it wasn't fair, they all had lives and I stole it from them. Sirius turned in to pad foot and attacked me." He finished weakly.
"It's ok Harry, no one would blame you, and tonight, you saved my life, you didn't hurt me at all, I could have died tonight, but you, Harry, you saved my life twice now. I will never blame you for something that happens to me. Ever." She said with a tone meaning that final.
"Gin?" Harry asked terrified about what he was about to say.
"Yea Harry?"
"I... I really like you." 'There, I said it phew' he thought.
"I like you too Harry" 'Damn' he thought.
"No Gin, I mean I like you as... more then a friend." 'Ok I think she got it that time' his thoughts stopped dead silent as she spoke.
"Harry, your not just trying to make yourself feel less guilty, are you?" 'Oh, I swear, if he did, I'll kill him' she thought.
"No Ginny, it's true" he said lowering his head to hers, letting his lips brush hers, then it deepened, they spent the next hour doing so until Ginny decided she had to get some sleep.
"And by the way, the rule on X-ray vision is still effective... for now." She winked as she left the room. Harry sighed heavily, this was the best day of his entire life. The rest of the night he slept soundlessly.
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Harry woke the next morning to the delightful scent of bacon from the trunks kitchen he decided to go get some before it was all gone. As he walked down the hall he replayed the previous day in his mind, and more importantly, the previous night, When he arrived in the kitchen of the trunk it was empty, so he headed up the stairs getting closer to the scent. When he climbed out there was Mrs. Weasley cooking breakfast, then it hit him, he wasn't wearing a shirt, as he was half way in the trunk.
"HARRY JAMSES POTTER! WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN IS ON YOUR BACK! COME BACK HERE NOW!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, 'damn' he thought. He knew with every bone in his body he was dead.
"Yes Mrs. Weasley?" He asked trying to sound innocent.
"Turn around." She said calming down. Harry did so with great fear.
"When did you get this?" She inquired.
"Yesterday morning." There was no point in denying it. She sunk his battle ship so to say.
"YOU ARE RUINING-," Mrs. Weasley stopped when she noticed Harry flinched tremendously when she started to yell, she knew it was just a habit now, that made her feel horrible, she hated those Dursleys for hurting an innocent boy so mentally and who knows how physically.
"Harry, it's beautiful, what's this one on your arm mean, I know the one on your back is your crest." She smiled and she meant it, a tattoo was no longer a means of rebellion, it was a work of art really.
"It was what Mrs. Trelawney called a soul design, the design becomes something meaningful to the person who wears it. Sirius had it done after fifth year, when my dad went to get the crest done. Sirius was the first Gryffindor in his family, the rest were all Slytherin, it symbolized him being at the top of his families food chain." He let out a chuckle, as did Mrs. Weasley.
"I understand now Harry, at first I thought you were doing it to rebel against Dumbledore, but I see now, these mean a lot to you, I understand. Just then a very tired Ron Weasley walked in, and realized, he was shirtless, he ran so fast to the trunk but Mrs. Weasley got to him first. She shook her head.
"I'm going to take a wild guess, Neville has one too?" She asked calmly. Neville walked in and nodded.
"My gran knows though Mrs. Weasley," Neville said walking in.
"Well, the designs are remarkable, I'll give you that. And I also understand the tribute to Sirius. I'm working on the crests, Ron, I know you are old enough to have it done with out asking me, but please, in the future, if your going to do something like grow out your hair or get an earring, move in with Bill." She said solemnly and then gave him a loving smile.
"Also I believe they did the best work on our crest, who ever the artist was must be very talented." Mrs. Wesley said, and it was true, the Glacier Dragon was beautiful.
"Sirius would be quite proud to hear that." Harry added.
'Why's that dear?" she asked curiously.
"The artist is his niece, Courtney." Ron finished, blushing a bit. Just then a head appeared in the fire. It was Madame Bones, Harry had learned that while Fudge was being looked at for corruption, she was in charge.
"Good morning everyone, I see we have visited Canvas Body have we?" she grinned.
"Anyway, the reason my head is in the fire is I would like to offer Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom, and Mr. Potter an Order of Merlin: Second class for their heroic efforts and the capture and recapture in some cases of several known death eaters. I'm sorry to say a former classmate of yours was involved in the attack, a Mr. Draco Malfoy. The good news now, we have been made aware of Miss Delores Jane Umbriges use of dark objects and orders of the dementors to Mr. Potter's residence, her trial will be set soon and I will notify you all when I find out, I must be going now, good day." And with that, she was gone
When Ginny and Hermione came in and noticed the boys all bare backed, and Mrs. Weasley with a large smile on her face and looks of shock on the boys.
"I thought you two would like to know, your fellow Gryffindors have been requested to accept the award of Order of Merlin: Second Class!" Mrs. Weasley screamed in pride, just as they all began doing victory dances in the kitchen. When Neville and Ron got their shirts on there was a knock at the door. Mrs. Weasley went to the door and heard Mrs. Weasley talk to some one that sounded remarkably like... Percy.
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A/N Oriens Bennu-thanks for reviewing, can you elaborate with what was confusing and repetitive? Thanks
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