H P Boy who Lives 7th year
Chapter Sixteen
Make a Wish
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Harry and the others fulfill the dying wish of an eleven-year-old boy...long chapter but it had to be...
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Pendragon Wing- Common Room
Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. It looked like all the students were going home for Christmas holiday. There was no one in either the Gryffindor or Ravenclaw towers; even Hufflepuff was empty of students. Any student who saw her that morning, made a break for the Grand Staircase.
"This can't be right. Usually there are at least thirty who stay here during the holidays." She used the map and sure enough, everyone minus the staff and the occupants of the Family wing were gone. "Was I really that unbearable for two weeks?" She used the map to check the Express. It seemed that Ginny, Ron, Bastion, and Bree were all going home on the train. "It isn't like I jinxed anyone or anything."
Draco saw what she was looking at and said. "You came jolly well close to it a few times. The twins and their friends accidentally knocked over a tree, then pulled down some garland, and you went mental on them. That's when the tweebs dubbed you the Christmas Nazi. No. This doesn't surprise me in the least, none of them know that Harry's back, and so the exodus home for the holidays."
"Ron and Ginny left too..." Hermione blinked back tears that were threatening to fall down her cheeks. "I'm sorry if I ruined yours and Luna's Christmas."
"Ron and Ginny will be back on Christmas Eve. They promised to spend three days at the Burrow, with Aunt Molly and Uncle Arthur. Charlie and Tonks left as well. He decided that he and Tonks are gonna get married on Monday at the Wizarding registry office." Draco conjured a tissue for her.
"I just didn't want to ruin Christmas for everyone." She blew her nose on the tissue. "Thank you for the tissue."
"Ruin Christmas for us? It looks like the bloomin North Pole and all the Elves are dressed in festive cheer. I half expect Father Christmas to be walking down the halls. If anything you made everyone wish to share the holidays with their families and that's a good thing." Draco tried to cheer her up.
"What if they didn't want to go home? You know like Harry when he was living with his horrible guardians the Dursley's? I ruined Christmas for them!" She burst into tears.
"Hermione, why don't you go cuddle up with big brother for awhile? Harry won't mind." Luna back from seeing Ron off at the train came to check on her.
"I can't! He's hogging the bed in his sleep and the pups are taking up the rest!" She cried even harder. "He's so happy to have his bed back that he won't share!"
Draco thought about using a Cheering Charm on her. "You said your list wasn't finished, why don't we go shopping and finish it?" He suggested.
Hermione responded to that by burying her face into throw pillow on the couch and wailing in misery into it.
"She wants Harry, but he's sleeping off the aftereffects of his mission." Luna paced in front of the couch.
"I know that baby sister, but if we don't cheer her up a certain prince will awaken anyway. After last night I know he'll wake up extremely grouchy." He tried a Cheering Charm on her.
It backfired she was now bawling even worse than before.
"Oh, no, Draco not even a Cheering Charm is working, only Harry will be able to cheer her up." Luna had run out of ideas.
"I want my Wolfe!" She sobbed into the pillow.
"Wolfe? Now that one is new, usually it's her lion." Draco and Luna looked at each other then down at Hermione.
"Hermione, he needs to recharge. You as a Healer-in-training know that. Now what is it that's making you so miserable?" Draco knelt down beside her.
"I'm not...I mean... I'm Head Girl. I am responsible...not wild and spontaneous...I don't have a James side like Harry in me!" She sniffled.
There was a loud crashing sound on the stairs, followed by a string of swearwords in Parseltounge, so Draco couldn't ask her anything else.
Harry took a tumble down the stairs landing on his bum on the bottom landing. "Someone has it in for me today. I fell out of bed. Slammed my head against the nightstand. Stumbled into the bathroom and tripped on Crooks, who scratched the hell out of me. I go and try to heal it and guess what?! I'm frickin tapped out magic wise. I came out to find Mum, which is when I took a tumble down the stairs, because Pepper is using it for her bed. No surprise there. Damn it to Hell! Why is Hermione crying!? I may not be magically inclined at the moment, but I can still tear someone in half!" Harry vaulted to his feet and limped over to Hermione.
Hermione sat up on the couch and stared at him through teary eyes. "Why aren't you dressed?" She sniffled.
"My leg has a nine-inch long claw mark on it, sweets." Harry was clad in nothing, but a pair of sweat shorts. Luna didn't seem mind the view. "So my sweat pants aren't an option right now. Are you okay?"
"The castle took the train this morning. Our wing and the staff are all there is left in the castle. She's a little upset that they all fled in terror. She really wants her Wolfe. Now that wouldn't be you would it?" Draco arched one silver-blonde brow at Harry.
"The whole castle..." Harry's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Well, that isn't her fault... Its peacetime everyone is celebrating big, holiday wise, all over the world." He flushed a little after the Wolfe comment, but didn't say a word about it.
Luna noticed that he had scrapes and cuts on his back. "Did you get all scratched up on your mission?"
"Scratched up? I did fall down a mountainside a few days ago..." Harry turned to look at Luna. "Why? Do I have marks on my back?"
"You fell down a what?!" Hermione stared at him in fright.
Harry scratched at the back of his neck grinning sheepishly. "Yeah, uh, Logan Romanov and I had this bet about the Yeti up on part of the mountain. I said that they were harmless and just watching our camp. He said they were sizing us all up as their next meal. So the two of us trekked up into the higher Alps to see who was right..."
Hermione bit down on her lip at the thought of him climbing something as dangerous as a mountain.
Harry saw her expression, but chose to continue anyway. "We had the right gear and everything, so it was completely safe. When we were almost to the top, the view up there was amazing, so I paused to take some snaps for Hermione. That was when the Yeti chief started hurling huge mega sized snowballs at the two of us. One caught me on the shoulder and I went tumbling for a few feet before Logan, anchored to the rock facing, pulled me back up with the Never Breaking Ever-lengthening Rope and mountain gear."
Hermione hugged the throw pillow to her chest.
"The Yeti heard me swearing in the language of the ancients and stopped hurling snow down on us. We sat on the ridge while he came to us. These guys are well over ten feet in height, have this thick white fur, and are in reality humanoid in appearance. They're intelligent, fiercely protective, and not like the book states at all. He told us, well, me actually, that strange humans, who could create fire with a stick, were run off the mountain by his clan. That they had harmed his son with their strange lights and power." Harry grinned, as he remembered what happened next. "I can stop if I'm boring you."
"Are you kidding keep going this is fascinating, please do go on." Luna smiled.
"Logan thought I was mental, because he didn't understand a word that we were speaking. I got to go with Chief Kaza and depetrified his son. Now because of that act of kindness the Yeti are now our allies. They gave me a variety of their healing salves and herbs, found only in remote areas known to them. They're the guardians of Shangri-La or an area like it anyway. I gave them my Sneaker Scope in return, so they would know if the dark ones ever returned. They also gave me a fur pelt. As I was nonfurry and it amused them that I had to wear alpine gear to keep warm. It'd been hours by that time, so Logan was about to send a flare to camp, but I finally turned up again. He swore in twelve different languages, said that I scared the shit out of him." He shrugged his shoulders. "Why I did it is simple it's what First-Gramps would have done."
Harry's audience had grown to include his parents, who after coming to see who had fallen down the stairs, had sat on the steps to listen to his story.
"You're gonna have to write a book about your adventures kiddo. You could title it The Facts about Magical Beasts or something along those lines." James grinned.
Lily pushed herself up to her feet and waddled over to get a good look at him. "Those cuts need tending, as does your leg. Dad says that you can heal yourself now. Is there a reason you haven't?" She didn't like to see the remnants of his grueling two weeks displayed all over his body.
"Yeah, about that… I'm, uh, currently tapped out of magic. I guess I need a recharge." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"Tapped out of magic? Can you still use a wand?" Lily placed her own wand in his hand.
Harry successfully performed charms and spells with ease. "Guess my Merlin magic is tapped out."
"That would make sense. Since you used it nonstop for two weeks then went and risked your neck over some stupid wager with your new comrade in arms." Hermione was clearly not happy with what she had just learned about his adventure or about his new friend.
"First-Gramps has always taught me that events happen for a reason. Creatures otherwise hidden come out when a need is at hand and it is ones duty to seek out why. That's what I did." Harry glared down at her. "They needed help. I gave it and earned their friendship in return. I would have gone up there bet with Logan or not."
"Logan, as in Max and Harley's son," James surveyed Harry's back and frowned.
"Yeah, he just got his Auror badge and has big parental shoes to fill as well." Harry pinned his father with a look. "He has a girlfriend who hasn't earned her badge yet, and her names Athena Sparkus. She's another Tonks in the making only twice the trouble. You know when I think about it... Thea reminds me of Ginny as well as our omni powerful relatives. Anyway, I invited the Romanov's and Thea to the castle and the wedding. It seemed the polite thing to do, since his father, Max, tried to deck me thinking I was dad." Harry winced when his father ran a finger down one of the wounds on his back. "Do you mind Dad that stings."
James knew certain marks were war wounds from the field, but others were of a very different nature entirely. :Next time set a more romantic scene. The floor is no place for a princess, even if it was strewn with fancy paper.: He lectured.
Harry gaped at him in surprise. :I didn't plan that. It just happened. I was too tried to rein in my James side and her own Annie side was also unleashed from her temper. Then she saw her presents...after that the rest is a pleasant blur.:
:So, those are paper cuts on your back, among other things.: Lily winked at Harry who flushed crimson. "Let's get you patched up. My Healers bag is in our room, so I will tend to you there."
Harry reluctantly followed her.
"I'll come with you." Hermione trailed after them.
"I'll have some food sent up. He must be famished by now having endured the mission and other undertakings like unwrapping early presents with Hermione." James called after them.
Hermione, her face blushing crimson, rushed up the stairs.
Harry was now an even deeper shade of red.
Lily shot James a look.
Draco and Luna didn't need a translation, about what their father had meant, and went off to send Aristotle with a letter to Ron and Ginny.
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"This is going to sting a lot." Lily poured a vial of antiseptic on his back and calf to seal off the injuries.
Harry, who was lying on his stomach, gritted his teeth in pain. "Are you upset with me for breaking my promise?"
"That was before you were turned into nineteen. Morgana went over the line with that attack on you, Draco, and then Hermione. James and I knew that after you got back that you would officially consummate your marriage." Lily added cooling salve to his healing wounds.
Hermione was resting on the love seat.
"The thing is Mum... It's like when I was drunk. My memory's sketchy at best. I don't have much recall about a major event in our lives." Harry winced as she bandaged up his calf.
"Honey, you were running on adrenaline and the rush from completing your first mission successfully, so your James side was in control. You and Hermione probably had words first, then she saw her early Christmas surprise, and the two of you made up after two weeks of being apart." Lily placed the healing needles at key energy and pressure points all over his body.
"Your father and I weren't exactly sober our first time out. He took me out on my birthday, which is New Years Day. Anyway, James picked me up on New Years Eve in a limo, took me to this romantically fancy restaurant, and proposed to me during a champagne toast. This was my first taste of wine or anything like that. I said yes which caused us to celebrate with even more bubbly. Now one thing led to another and things happened. I remembered very little of that night. It frustrated James into a near mental breakdown. I was firm about no sex until the wedding, which was months away." Lily kept adding various medicinal herbs to the hot needles, as she continued to tell him her story.
"Let me get this straight you and dad in the limo... Then afterwards no recollection for months. Yeah, I can imagine Dad going mental." The treatment was reenergizing Harry.
"So, you see, even we aren't perfect especially your father." Lily whispered by his ear.
"Well, that's nice to know." Harry smirked.
"Dan and Emma emailed me about an eleven-year-old boy, who's really sick. He's dying of a type of bone cancer." Hermione remembered what she had been meaning to tell him as soon as he got back.
"Oh, the poor little guy. That's one thing about Wizarding folk; we can't get Muggle fatal diseases and such. Now Squibs can occasionally, but it's really not that common. It's one reason we have such long lifespans." Lily added even more herbs and heat.
"If he's dying then he must be eligible for the Make a Wish Foundation. So, is his wish to see the cast of Harry Potter and JK Rowling herself?" Harry could see where this was heading.
"Muggles can do such heart melting things for one another, especially for the children." Lily blinked back tears.
"Wills is also part of this boys wish, only it's really complex. Neither Wills nor Dan can figure our how he knows what he knows." Hermione got up to watch Lily treat Harry and her mind went offtrack. "So, is this going to heal and recharge him?"
"Angel, focus on Dan and Em's e-mail and less on my body." Harry groaned in exasperation when she changed the subject to that of healing.
"Oh, um, yes the e-mail..." Hermione blushed and went to stare out the window and not at him. "His wish is to meet the main movie characters, JK Rowling, and who they represent. It's to be at Highgrove, because the Prince's estate will keep from disclosing the Wizarding World. He knows the Princes girls are quite special as well. This boy has it all planned out. He's really very bright."
Harry took in what she was saying and concentrated on what this might mean. "Which main characters is he asking to meet?"
"He wishes to meet Dan, Emma, Rupert, and Tom from the movie cast and Ron, Draco, you, and I." Hermione replied softly.
"When does he want to meet the lot of us?" Harry asked calmly.
"He hasn't much time left in this world, so it would have to be soon." Hermione turned to face him. "Wills says that he can arrange it as soon as you say yes."
"He's already gotten the whole event all set up hasn't he?" Harry sighed. He was still beat from his mission, but a dying wish needed granted. "Does he have a name?"
"Michael Andrew Evans." Hermione watched the reaction on both of their faces. "Ironic isn't it. He's a distant cousin of yours. Wills and Henry corroborated it."
"Are his parent's squibs or something?" Harry asked hoarsely.
"That has no relevance he needs us. When do you meet young Michael Andrew?" Lily was near bawling.
"Just hours before our wedding in Godric's Hollow is one day or the day before that's if Wills can finalize everything." Hermione sniffled.
"The twenty-third would be the day to shoot for. We'll bring him his own Hogwarts uniform, Gryffindor of course...a practice snitch. Those don't go far only hover around you and some of Fred and Georges surprises. Luna and Ginny will want to come as well. Is there anything else to his wish?" Harry was now finished with his treatment which made him more alert, energized, and ready to make Michael's wish come true.
"He wishes to take a broom ride with you." Hermione wiped away tears with the back of her hand.
"Isn't that going to hurt him? It's really cold for broom..." Harry saw that Hermione was tearing up again. "He's hanging on for his wish isn't he?" Tears burned in his eyes.
"He's an orphan Harry that's all he has left." Hermione could barely speak.
"In that case we'll make it worth his while." Harry managed a weak smile. "Uncle Albus, Uncle Sirius, Uncle Remus, Mum, Dad, and Hagrid should make him smile."
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December 23rd
Wills moved mountains to make the wish happen. The cast and JK Rowling were all due to arrive on schedule, but it was his houseguests that had him on edge.
Fred and George were setting up their special pyrotechnics behind the estate and that alone made him nervous. There were of course going to be antimuggle detection devices, for when the display was to begin, so at least that was covered.
Three elves had taken over his kitchens, not that it was causing any problems. His new house staff of squibs and Muggle borne didn't so much as bat an eyelash when they arrived.
Sirius, in an attempt to create another flying motorbike, was in his garage tinkering with his classic Harley Davidson motorcycle. James was also there tinkering with his precious cars, no doubt trying to do the same with them. It didn't ease his mind in the least that Remus was there to supervise them.
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Draco, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna were all decked, in Quidditch gear. Luna was in her Ravenclaw finest.
"This should throw off JK Rowling." Harry set his gift from Merlin, his many-Great-Grandfather Arthur's first crown, a circlet of gold on his head. He made sure the Auror badge, Head Boy Badge, medal of valor, and Order of Merlin first-class pins were displayed for all to see on his Quidditch robes.
Michael had more than gotten his wish. He had gotten to tour Hogwarts on Sunday afternoon.
Wills had brought him up to Highgrove in December, after the doctors had told him to make this Christmas the best one ever for Michael. It would be his very last month alive.
The frail eleven-year-old was still able to enjoy his tour and only had to be carried a few times. "You're not a fan of the books are you, Harry?" He was sitting up in bed watching Harry prepare for the writers appearance. "She's bringing me her latest book, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. They printed one up special just for me. Oh and she also happens to be very pregnant."
Harry's eyebrows shot up, as he took in this new information. "Well then seeing us may just send her into labor." He winked at Michael. Who with eyes the color of the sea and red-gold hair, which was something that he hadn't lost during all of his radical treatments, resembled his mothers side of the family tree.
"It's really okay you know. I'm not afraid to die. I've been alone for so long that all I've ever wanted was to belong again and now I do." Michael managed a weak smile.
Harry walked over and sat beside his bed. "Did you enjoy seeing us demolish Wood's team yesterday?"
"Oh yeah, Quidditch is a bloody brilliant sport. Hermione's amazingly very good at it, as is Ron, when he's a Chaser." He coughed a little but managed to smile again. "Seeing Beaky, Goldie, Grawp, Berta, Empress, and petting Fawkes was awesome too."
"Yeah, they're amazing all right." Harry felt so helpless. This boy, an amazing kid, was gonna die and he had no power to prevent it. "How about meeting Uncle Albus and Merlin pretty cool, huh?"
His eyes lit up with life again. "Dumbledore was more than I ever imagined, but Merlin allowed me time to be able to enjoy these past few days, with no machines and no oxygen. I was free for a little while."
"Yeah, my First-Gramps can do extraordinary things." Harry grinned.
"Meeting everyone else was out of this world. I'm happy knowing that you actually caught a break. That you get to be happy again, have a family, finally date Hermione, and just be able to enjoy your life." Michael coughed as he spoke. "That's very important Harry, enjoy every second of it. No matter what you do or who you face, just savor it."
Harry reached over to put the oxygen back against his nose. "I am. You see Hermione and I are married." He pointed to the ring on his left hand ring finger. "And have been in the Wizarding World since before term started. It's a promise thing though. We don't get officially hitched until tomorrow night."
"JK really is gonna go into labor." Michael laughed weakly. "Thanks for the ride on the Firebolt. It was wicked."
"Anytime mate, you're a natural flyer even Draco says so." Harry reached out to fondly ruffle his hair.
"I'm glad that Draco's with Ginny and that you and he are brothers now and not enemies. Oh and that Ron's with Luna," Michael smiled. "Draco is awesome as a good guy, but annoying as a bad one."
Draco walked in as he was talking and grinned. "I agree. This is loads better than being bad." Draco winked at him. "Between you and me, the perks aren't that bad either."
"What's that on your shoulder?" Michael spotted Ruby sitting on Draco's shoulder.
"This is Ruby. She's a snidget. We brought her with, because the cats see her as lunch." Draco reached up on his shoulder and Ruby hopped down onto his palm. "Which would be bad, as she's the most protected bird of our world." He set her on Michael's lap and she graciously allowed him to stroke her feathers.
"She's awesome." Michael was happy.
"Yeah, she was a gift from our Aunt Celestra." Harry smiled.
Hermione came in followed by Ron, Ginny, and Luna.
"Wills says that they just turned onto the lane. So it's almost time to meet our counterparts again." Hermione smiled. She like Harry was wearing a circlet of gold on her head.
"Dan and Emma, maybe, but not Rupert..." Ron was fairly nervous.
"Or Tom, but I'm not nervous about it are you?" Draco smirked at Ron.
"No. I'm okay about it...he only plays me on the movies...no big deal there." Ron shrugged his shoulders.
"You can do magic and he can't." Luna kissed his cheek and Ron blushed. "He should be the one who's nervous."
"Aunt Lily, Aunt Gene, and Aunt Jenna are checking on the Uncles in the garage. Wills thinks they'll blow it up and with it his cars." Ginny giggled.
Merlin appeared in the room. "I thought perhaps that young Michael might wish to enjoy his wish out of bed. Therefore, I will once more give him a few hours of energy and vitality." He gave Michael the elixir. "Fear not everyone, as I have told young Michael, this is only a step into a newer happier magical life." He stared into Harry's eyes. Knowing that out of all of them it was Harry who was taking this the hardest.
:I understand First-Gramps...so that's why Michael is such a good name for...that helps loads thanks Gramps. Don't forget about tomorrow night. We want all of you to be there.: Harry hugged him. "Thanks First-Grandfather. Are you going to stay?"
:I wouldn't miss this or your wedding. None of us will be late.: Merlin hugged him back. "I'll be around." With a wink of his eye he vanished.
Michael was once again full of life and energy. "Merlin and I had a chat. That's why I'm not afraid of dying. He made it all clear in my head."
"That's nice for you...as usual he has me confused." Ron grinned.
"I've an idea what he meant, but let's not waste time here chatting. Michael has a wish to get granted." Harry winked at Michael.
"I've already gotten my wish. This is just icing on the cake." Michael winked back.
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Dan and Emma were excited to see Harry and Hermione, but it was because of a sad occasion and that took some of the happiness out of it.
Rupert and Tom didn't have a clue nor did JK Rowling. She was there to see the boy, for a short time, before having to leave for home, because she was very pregnant with her third child.
"Looks as if someone is working in the garage," Rupert pointed out the brightly lit building.
"Probably fixing a new toy for the princes," Tom grinned.
"Or someone is up to something else." Emma whispered into Dan's ear.
Dan grinned. "It could be for their princesses, after all the two of them are spoken for now."
"Yes, by two very beautiful girls that remind me of how I would picture Lily Potter in my head." Jo smiled. "So, it seems like our Dan and Emma are all snuggles now." She could see that Dan and Emma truly fancied each other.
"Oh yeah, you could say that...they've been that way since late August." Rupert chuckled.
"It's amusing since their characters are attracted to completely opposite people." Tom smirked.
Dan and Emma exchanged secret grins, at each other, but said nothing.
"Now Tom, don't jump ahead of yourself. I haven't completed the series yet. Who knows? Perhaps I've been fooling all of you about Ron and Hermione being an eventual couple. Why it would break Luna's heart." Jo winked at Tom.
The limo pulled to a stop in front of the main house, a beautiful fiery haired girl opened the door. "Hello welcome to Highgrove." She smiled at them. "I'm Andromeda Pendragon and it's a pleasure to meet all of you."
"Hello all, sorry that I wasn't with Dromi to greet you, but there was a bit of a situation out back." Henry helped JK out of the limo.
"We're having fireworks this evening, courtesy of some family members of mine." Dromi smiled at JK. "Congratulations, I see you're going to have a little one. We're having a bit of a baby boom in our family as well. Two of my Aunts and my Mother are expecting. In fact, they're down with the fathers-to-be making sure that they don't blow up the garage."
"Wills wouldn't like that." Henry chuckled.
"Oh, sorry about that, please come inside and meet Michael." Dromi stepped aside, so Rupert and Tom could get out of the limo.
"That's okay. We don't mind the view..." Rupert blushed. "I meant don't mind waiting."
"The four of us are staying the night, but Jo has to return home tonight for obvious reasons." Tom flashed his winning smile.
"Well, that's completely understandable." Dromi smiled.
"I'm Rupert Grint and this is Tom Felton." Rupert smiled. "Daniel Radcliffe and Emma Watson are the two lovebirds still inside the limo.
Dromi poked her head into the limo. "You can cuddle later. There is a very adorable boy inside waiting for you, among other things."
"Is he here?" Daniel whispered.
"Of course they're all here," Dromi whispered back. "Now move your bums." She growled.
"We're sorry, Dromi." Emma pushed Dan none to gently out of the limo.
"Quit pushing, Em. I'm going."
Two very familiar wolves were sitting on the steps.
"Oh, bloody hell... Its Prince and Dragon..."
"Why you naughty boys back into the house with the both of you." Dromi glared at the wolves, who merely stared back at her. "Oh all right, Prince, you may have a biscuit." She tossed him a puppy cookie that he reluctantly caught between his teeth. "You too Dragon, here you go." Dragon also got a biscuit before going back into the house. "Sorry about that they belong to my sister-in-law and my future sister-in-law. They really are harmless. Now shall we go inside?"
"Those were wolves weren't they?" Rupert frowned as they walked inside.
"Wolves with bling for collars, only the royals would think of that." Tom shook his head.
"Actually, the two of them remind me of how I would picture animagus." Emma mused.
Daniel got elbowed by Emma. "Oh yeah, that's right... Uh, just like I would picture Harry as an animagus, with green eyes, black fur, and really cheesed off."
Prince pounced on Daniel.
"Hello to you too Prince, remember Michael big guy."
"Honestly, I turn my back for two minutes and he's loose again!" Wills had warned him not to turn Animagus so he leashed him. "Excuse me, I need to put them back upstairs...let's go you two." He dragged a not so happy Prince up the stairs. Dragon however obediently padded after them.
"Fascinating, they really do seem more human than wolves." Jo was amused and not the least bit intimidated by them.
"Shall we go sit in the salon, while Dromi goes to check on Michael?" Henry led them out of the foyer, as soon as the maid had taken their coats.
"I'll bring him right down. He's really excited to meet all of you. You see we recently found that he has family here in Scotland." Dromi headed back towards the stairs.
"Really? That's wonderful. He's always wished for a family." Emma smiled.
"Yeah, his family is, uh, special in nature... One might even find them magical." Henry winked at them. "So what'll it be soft drinks, juice, milk, tea, or hot chocolate?"
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Harry slammed Wills against the hallway wall. "Don't you ever place a lead on me again! Prince or not I will tear your head off!"
"I warned you about becoming Prince before the big reveal. If you choose to trot around as a dog then you will be treated as such! This is about Michael's wish, so cool it!" Wills shoved him away. "Just because you're nineteen now does not mean that I can't kick your ass! I am as physically fit as you are! Now act like the man you are and not a stuck up teenage prat!"
Harry raked his fingers through his hair in frustration, "This is killing me inside, William! I have to be all smiles and good wishes..." Tears shined in his eyes. 'Michael is an amazing kid and he's so young!"
"Yes, it bites! Yes, it's a bloody waste! Yes, it hurts like a bitch! Most importantly the fact is that he is dying!" He shook him none to gently. "This is his time! Suck it up! Be the man, who has endured as much as Michael! Show him that it's okay not to be afraid! Can you do that?!" William having gone through this over a thousand times knew that Harry was going through a rollercoaster of emotions that were hell.
"My mind wouldn't be in such a quandary, if JK Rowling weren't downstairs. I thought that I could let bygones, be bygones! The thing is I can't! That woman has made me into a worldwide icon! I can't go out in public in your world, for fear of outing my own! This next book is my most horrid year! Again it's coming out this summer for everyone to read! This isn't about me! I know this, but I'm laying it all out on the line by revealing so much here." Harry was torn as to what to do.
"I realize that, but it's done. Now bite the bullet, baby brother. Be the Half-Blood Prince, which is a major part of whom you are, and think of Merlin as well." Wills gave him a pep talk.
"First-Gramps will fry my ass if I screw this up. So let's do this." Harry went to go get Michael.
Rory came out of her room. "He's still burnt-out from his mission. This is really testing him."
"He does have a point. He should get half of the assets that she's raked in using his name to form her own literary mark." Dromi frowned. "She's a lovely person, as far as I can tell, but this is Harry's life that she's exploiting for her own gain."
"We will cross that bridge when we come to it. Now let's do this for Michael." Wills felt a migraine coming on.
"Here Dreamboat take this potion it will help get rid of your headache."
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"Change of plans this is serious now..." Harry thought of the garment bag containing his royal finery and it appeared in his arms. "So Mikey, my future baby brother, your big brother is gonna get all princed up, as Hermione likes to say. You however, are going to go downstairs to meet the others. I'll be there in a while."
Michael paused in the doorway. "So you do know what Merlin told me?"
"Let's just say that I read between the lines." Harry winked at him. "Now shall I go as HBP or just go with the Hogwarts uniform?" Harry arched a brow at him.
"I'd go with the HBP look. That way you'll really have an advantage." Michael grinned. "Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and Draco all changed into their Hogwarts finest awhile ago." He left him to get dressed.
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Dromi, Rory, Wills, and Michael walked downstairs and into the Salon.
"Everyone welcome to the farm, as I so affectionately call it. This is Michael Andrew Evans, as you can see he's having a very good day today, so he can really enjoy your visit." Wills smiled at everyone. "The beautiful flower holding his hand is my Princess and future Queen Katherine Aurora Pendragon."
"Hello and thank you so much for coming it means so much to him." Rory smiled warmly at them. She was amazed at how alike the actors were to their actual counter parts.
"I know that all of you are putting your holidays on hold, so thanks for coming to meet me." Michael sat down in between Dan and Emma.
"You're our friend. You know that we love seeing you." Emma squeezed his had affectionately.
"Em's right, you're family to the two of us." Daniel smiled.
"They talk about you all the time onset." Rupert smiled warmly. "I'm Rupert by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you Michael."
"It's great to meet you too." Michael shook his hand.
"Hi there Michael, I'm Tom, but between you and me..." Tom winked at him. "I'm nothing like my character."
"Well, you never know Tom; there is still hope for your character. Ginny hasn't chanced dating him yet." Michael smirked when Jo swallowed her tea wrong.
"So sorry about that... Hello young sir I'm Jo Rowling. It's a pleasure to meet you." Jo smiled. "In fact I have the first printed copy of Half-Blood Prince just for you. It's signed by the entire cast of Goblet of Fire." She handed him the wrapped present.
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"Honestly Ronald! Fred and George are going to blow up my cousins back gardens." Hermione growled at Ron from the entryway.
"My brothers are experts at this sort of thing and you bloody well know it, Hermione." Ron snarled back.
"We have guests in this house and a very sick kid, so cool it." Draco growled.
"Draco... Hermione has a point. They are using a bit too many pyro's." Luna sided with Hermione. "Not that Ronald isn't right about their expertise it's just extravagant.
"Dragon, whatever my big brothers create is going to be bloody brilliant." Ginny loved fireworks.
"What're you loitering around the entryway for? We have guests to meet." Harry made his entrance on the stairs.
"Harry, you look smashingly smart." Ginny and Luna sighed.
"Wolfe, you look much smarter than you did in your Quidditch Captains uniform." Hermione called up to him.
"Wills told me to be Half-Blood Prince. So here I am. It's a part of what I am and this is an occasion that calls for it." Harry joined them.
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"Who is that talking out there? Did you hire actors as well?" Jo arched a brow at Wills.
Dan, Emma, Henry, Rory, Dromi, and Michael all grinned, but said nothing.
"Oh, no, Jo far from it… You see that's Harry, Hermione, Draco, Ginny, Ron, and Luna." Wills took a sip of his soft drink. "They are very much alive and in the flesh as it were."
"My characters are fictional, your royal highness, not factually based." Jo frowned.
"No way... That's not possible..." Rupert frowned.
"Yeah, he'd have asked for royalties by now." Tom agreed.
"Oh, that has popped into my mind, but then I risk outing my world." Harry walked into the Salon with Hermione on his arm. "Hello, allow me to introduce myself. I am the Half-Blood Prince Harry James Merlin Evans Potter-Pendragon and this is my Princess Hermione Anne Diana Spencer Granger Potter-Pendragon." Harry was calm cool and collected. "Michael is my cousin. We recently found out this past Sunday."
"We've been showing him our world and Hogwarts Castle all week. Dan, Em, you both look smashing. Did you get the last e-mail that I sent you?" Hermione winked at them. "No offense Mrs. Rowling, but you made a few mistakes one of which is my middle name. I see on the internet that many fans believe it to be Hermione Jane, but as Harry just said its Hermione Anne. Oh and you really got the whole timeline wrong by a few years. I don't think that any of us look in our twenties. I'm eighteen, Draco is seventeen, Ginny and Luna are sixteen, Ron is seventeen, and Harry due to a little mishap is older than me. Oh and Draco and I share the same birthday. I don't fancy Ron in anyway than as a sister to a brother either." She gave Jo Rowling a through once-over, sizing up the woman who had chronicled their lives in her books.
"Hermione, remember your upbringing be nice." Wills growled.
"Oh, I am being nice cousin." Hermione growled. "If I weren't then believe me you would know it."
"Yes, we know my lioness, now let the others introduce themselves." Harry brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. :I promise that I will make it up to you later.:
:In that case I'll be good.: Hermione sighed. "I'm sorry, but I'm very protective of my lion and will claw anyone's eyes out who hurts him." She locked eyes with Jo Rowling.
Jo was in denial and shock so she remained silent. This is not possible.
"Hello, I'm Draco Sirius Lancelot Pendragon-Black. This pretty peach is Ginevra Molly Elizabeth Weasley, but we fondly call her Ginny." Draco stood next to Harry with Ginny on his arm.
Tom couldn't believe his eyes.
"Nice to meet all of you, um, the girl that plays me is nice, but not even close to what I look like." Ginny smiled. "Em, love the hair."
"It's our turn next I guess." Ron stepped in with Luna.
Rupert choked on the biscuit that he'd been chewing.
Ron smirked. "I'm Ronald Bilius Arthur Weasley and this is my moonflower, Lunette Serena Diana Lovegood-Pendragon. It's nice to meet you."
"Hello, it's nice to meet all of you. Rupert are you all right? It is shocking to see your double, but there's no need to choke on what you're eating." Luna smirked.
"IMPOSSIBLE! MY CHARACTERS ARE MINE! THIS IN UNACCEPTABLE..." Jo snapped out of her dazed shock and started to rant in outrage.
"WILL YOU BUTTON IT!?" Harry was not about to be screamed at by Jo Rowling.
Jo gaped at him in outrage. Who the hell did this young man think he was talking to her like that?
"You have invaded my life! Made it so I can't appear in this world, without causing a stir, or risk disclosing my own world! My life scored you billions of pounds! My hell is on every library shelf in practically the entire world! My likeness is on underwear! That book if accurate portrays my sixth year of darkness! So, if anyone here has the right to be testy it is me!" Harry let loose his pent up fury on her.
Everyone except for those who knew him gaped at him in openmouthed shock.
"Do I end up in a coma at the end of it?! After I vanquish Tom Riddle with Avada Kedavra and then touch him with my bare bloody hands until he isn't even dust anymore!?"
Jo's face had gone ghostly white.
"Do Lucius and Bellatrix both buy it by two spells...? One Avada Kedavra at Bellatrix and Stupefy at Lucius, who then falls from the seventh... No sixth floor landing to the marble floor below?! Does Ron die after Voldemort punishes me by hitting him dead on with the Avada Kedavra curse?! Is Hermione lying lifeless on the second floor landing?! Does that make me end it once and for all like I described previously!? Does Luna die at the hands of Bellatrix and Lucius!? Then you know that Ginny saves Draco from McNair and that's why they became an item! Well?! How did I do or shall I continue!? I can go on for hours; after all I bloody well lived every fucking second of it!" Harry's temper caused the glasses and cups on the table to shatter into pieces.
Jo jumped in her seat. It was all real. Had someone bewitched her mind into writing this saga? This was impossible wasn't it? Yet here the four of them stood in front of her. There he was large as life and madder than hell about her using him to make her mark on the world.
"Oh, sorry about that..." He held his hand out in front of the table and said. "Reparo." The glasses and cups repaired themselves before their eyes. "Mikey, sorry about that, I lost my temper. You see I'm still on edge from my two week Auror mission. Long story short our new enemy is Morgana Le Fay. She happens to be Tom Riddle's biological mother. She turned Draco and me into six-year-olds with a nasty curse. My First-Grandfather, that would be Merlin and First-Grams Mab, she's a spectacular woman by the way. Set me back to normal two years older than I was and made sure that I was a fully trained Hit Wizard/Auror/next Merlin. I sort of lost my temper in front of First-Grams and she sought to rein that and my James side in."
Michael smiled at Harry. "I don't mind. You see I wanted them to know that their works truly mattered to all of you who are actually living them."
"Brilliant planning little mate. Only I hope she doesn't go into labor." Ron frowned.
"But…but…but… I don't understand... How is this possible?" Jo stared at all of them in disbelief.
"Uncle Albus and my Grandfather wanted to revive magic in your world and chose to do it through you. You were a woman down on her luck in need of a little help, with just enough magic in your bloodline for his influence to work." Harry explained. "My angel was right to point out that the timeline is a bit off, but then you are merely a muggle after all...a brilliant writer yes, but still a muggle."
"Wait a second if Ron and Luna died then how are they standing here talking to us?" Tom frowned.
"First-Grandfather brought Mum, Dad, my sisters Rory and Dromi, Uncle Sirius and his wife, who is Dad's sister, my Aunt Jenna, Grandmother Anastasia, Ron, Luna, and Cedric all back. You see Uncle Remus needed all the help he could get keeping us in line and Ron keeps me centered." Harry explained. "Oh yeah, he also allowed them to continue to carry the unborn children that they had been nurturing inside them when they died."
"There are consequences when you create a rift between the living and the dead. On August thirtieth they occurred in the deaths of quite a few not so nice muggles and Dark Wizarding citizens in Azkaban prison, Fudge, Pettigrew, Narcissa, and Filch among others replaced those who came back." Hermione was in explanation mode major.
"Will you please sit? I understand the statement that you are trying to make. So, the royal robes are no longer necessary, besides it's plenty warm in here and I have more than gotten your point." Jo finally found her voice again.
Harry had no problem stripping out of his royal finery until he was down to his tuxedo shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. "That's much better, here Mikey you be prince for a while." He set the crown on Michael's head. Then he and Hermione sat on either side of Jo. "Wills, will you please get Jo a piece of strawberry cake and a glass of milk?" He smiled at him, "That should hold her on her car ride home in a little while. I can call you Jo can't I?"
"Why yes please do. It so happens that I happen to be craving sinfully strawberry cake at the moment and milk will do nicely to wash it down." She now felt completely at ease beside the two of them. "So you can use Legilimens as well."
"Yeah, its one of the many gifts that were past on to me. You see I've been dubbed the next Merlin. My blood can perform miracle cures. It cured Uncle Remus of his werewolfism and My Aunts and Mum after Morgan's attempt to poison them. It also brands Dark Wizards with tiny lighting marks that burn like acid into their skin. If they're really nasty they turn to dust like Voldemort, Toad Lady, and Filches animagus wife Mrs. Norris." Harry explained.
"I told you that cat was bad news." Rupert smirked.
"So, your parents adopted Draco, after you two both declared a truce?" Tom inquired.
"Something like that and Luna as well after her father died." Draco nodded.
"Fascinating... You young sir, have given us a very astonishing present with your wish and I thank you for that." Jo smiled at Michael. "I'm going to dedicate book six to you for opening my eyes."
Michael blushed. "Thank you that means the world to me and seeing this makes my wish worthwhile."
"I was going to give this to Mikey, but he would wish for you to have it instead." Harry pulled his old wand from his pocket.
"But, that's your wand...I couldn't possibly..." Jo stared at it then at Harry.
"Olivander told me to give it to a muggle who will be inspired by it. This wand is my past and my new wand is my present and future. Please it might inspire you." Harry set it in her hand. "Thank you for bringing magic to the children of this world. I know now that you weren't aware of me."
"Cake for one who gives us Master Harry's adventures," Dobby appeared in front of Jo with her cake and milk.
"Hello there, Dobby. Why you look exactly as I imagined you would." Jo smiled delighted with the appearance of the elf.
"Thank you, missus. I's honored to be included in the book." Dobby blushed. "Winky, Kreacher, and I's all is."
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A loud series of cracks echoed in the entryway startling the newcomers in the other room.
"You have really stepped in it this time James Harry Stephen Arthur Michael Potter-Pendragon!!" Lily snarled at James.
"Come on Red. I fixed that green Jag into something wicked cool, as the kids are prone to say. The color sucked, so I made it midnight blue and then tweaked it a little, besides it needed fine-tuning." James defended himself. "They both did."
"Tweaked!? Fine-tuned!? You made them into flying cars! Just because the Weasley twins have one or because you drove it the other day, did not give you the right to tamper with William and Henry's cars! I can't control Sirius! That's Jenna's duty, but I sure as hell can leash you!" Lily continued to rant at him while continuously poking him in the chest with her finger.
"Now Lily calm down or you'll upset the babies." James tried to calm her by pulling her into his arms.
"I will not calm down! You! You flying maniac! First you hid Cedric's package to Harry, because you wish to try out the Tornado 2005 first!" Lily kicked him in the shin when he reached for her. "Don't you touch me flyboy or a jackass you will be!"
"He was off on a mission, so I put it away for safekeeping. After all it's a prototype." James ignored the pain shooting up his leg. "The cars are for the kids. I want them to be able to get from place to place faster. You spoiled the surprise."
"It is against our bylaws to magically modify Muggle artifacts and you bloody well know it!" Lily glowered up at him.
"That's only if you don't have permission from the Ministry, which Padfoot and I both did." James raked his fingers through his hair, as he fought to keep his own temper in check. "The cars have all the Anti-muggle requirements and back up safety features. Unlike the car that Ron and Harry boosted at the start of their second year. I can't help how I feel about this. I mean after Kathy and Alex's near fatal car accident in late August... I don't like them driving around in Muggle cars!" James was dead serious now.
"Muggles drive cars! That's just how it's done! Our cars may be accident proof, but Muggles can't comprehend a flying car! Let alone the royal heirs flying in them!" Lily was still very put out with him.
"They still drive as normal Muggle cars do. The enhancement has to be activated with a push of a button, so no one will be any the wiser." James realized where they were arguing and swore.
"Don't you dare swear at me, James Harry! I am a mother and have a right to protect what is mine!" James turned her so she could look through the archway at the room next door. "Why didn't you tell me that they had arrived!?" She punched him in the jaw.
"Because you were biting Dad's head off and he couldn't get a word in. Everyone meet Lily and James Potter-Pendragon. They happen to be Rory, Dromi, Draco, Luna, and my parents. Mum, Dad, meet, Jo Rowling, Rupert Grint, and Tom Felton. You both have already met Dan and Em." Harry and the others were all staring at them.
Four more loud cracks echoed around the rooms.
"Sirius, you big wuss! Let Gene see how badly you nicked yourself!" Jenna growled at Sirius.
He was not about to have stinging crap poured on his nicked up hand. "I'm fine Jenna just a scratch." Sirius growled.
"Padfoot, you phony. Let Gene see your hand. It's bleeding through the bandage." Remus knew how much Sirius hated...no feared Healers whether they be family or no.
"You more than just nicked it when that tool went awry. Now be an adult and let me see what damage you've done to your hand. I brought my Healers bag out to the garage, just in case you three severed something off, but you ran with your tail between your legs in terror." Gene was treating him like a two- year-old.
"Buck up and be a man, Uncle Sirius. We have guests." Harry smirked at him and everyone waved hello.
"Look, you muggles have needles and things to sew you up when you're sliced open. We have nasty ooze that stings like fire, as it seals the wound. Sorry if I don't relish the feeling!" Sirius was flushing red with embarrassment, but reluctantly let her see his wounded hand.
"That bike really bit you back but good." James looked at Sirius's hand and winced. He had sliced right across his palm.
Gene took out a vial and poured the light blue liquid over the wound. "There now you won't feel the rest." She then poured mint green liquid over it, that completely cleaned, and disinfected his palm. She followed that with a light purple gooey liquid that sealed, and repaired the damage to his palm. "You can thank your nephew for the new healing methods. His replicated antibodies are providing new pain free healing medicines and salves." She bandaged up his palm and gave him an Everlasting lollipop for being a good boy.
"Everyone, this is Sirius and Jenna Black-Du Lac. Grandfather Stephen came up with his new last name. It seems that Uncle Sirius and Draco are both direct descendents of Lancelot of the lake." Harry grinned when Sirius gave him the finger. "The other two are Remus and Genevieve Lupin."
"Nice to meet you," Remus, Gene, Sirius, and Jenna smiled.
Jo pushed herself up to her feet and waddled over to get a good look at them. "Moony, Padfoot, and Prongs alive and in person. You're exactly like I pictured in my mind."
"So, you're the author of those books on my son." James frowned.
"Guilty, but innocent as well, since I thought all of you were my creations." Jo nodded.
"You did a brilliant job with them. Junior might not be too keen on the books, but it sure as bloody hell got Red and me up to snuff on his last five years." James flashed a winning smile. "Although, you really haven't even touched on who he really is, but then no one is perfect."
"My son's life, especially this year, is just that his life. He and Hermione do not need their relationship all out there for everyone to read. Voldemort is dead and gone, so tread lightly on his love life, three kids or not I will tear you in half." Lily pinned Jo with a look. "I was Head Girl and the smartest and strongest witch of my generation. So, believe me when I say that I can carry out that threat and leave no clues behind."
Jo had always thought that Lily would be a force to be reckoned with in her vision of her. However, alive and in person she was stunning and lethally protective of her son. "You mean the whole promise situation? The confusion with just how old Hermione truly was. The paranoia of James in regards to Harry and Hermione's relationship. Harry's constant clashing with his Dad trying to lord over him." Jo was calm and serene.
"Do you really think that after all of this time that I don't know who he is? He's fiercely protective of his family, so much so that he planned on facing Voldemort alone. He's highly intelligent and as Olivander has stated extraordinarily gifted in magic. He doesn't like to be coddled and he quit being a child at the age of... He was never really allowed to be a kid, so being treated like a teenager drives him insane. Ron is his best mate. But, he has always had this special bond with Hermione. That's why he completely snapped during the final battle between Voldemort and himself." She paused to make sure that she had Lily's attention.
Lily was listening intently to what she was saying.
"I shall tell you how I think he was feeling or how I wrote the final moments where he fulfilled his destiny by vanquishing Lord Voldemort." She had everyone's full attention so she continued.
"He uses Avada Kedavra on Bellatrix, after she tries to use the Cruciatus curse on Hermione. Lucius lets go of Ron so Harry uses Stupefy, stunning him, He falls to his death. Voldemort uses Avada Kedavra on Ron... Harry, having seen Hermione fall like a lifeless rag doll down several flights onto a landing and now Ron slumped lifeless against the railing, has lost his iron control on his power. It's as if something snapped inside him. He has no friends left. His heart is torn into tatters because part of him, Hermione is gone. So he focuses on Voldemort. Sheer hate is no longer the issue. He has a destiny to fulfill. His path is clear. Even If it takes his life Voldemort is going to be taken out of existence. He endures curse after curse. They bounce off him like pebbles. He summons Tom Riddles wand to him then snaps it in two. Voldemort is now powerless. All that he has left in him are taunts that bounce off deaf ears. Wormtail sees what is to become of his master, but Crookshanks is determined to have him for his next meal. The pain in Harry's head is off the charts...No matter finish the job and he can sleep forever if he wishes. Wormtail evades Crooks and turns into Peter. He throws himself in front of his master..." Jo paused to take a sip of milk.
Everyone, especially Harry, was listening intently to her take on the final battle.
"Albus takes him out of the equation, after Harry stuns him with a Stupefy charm, so powerful that it rocks the Grand Staircase. Just a few more minutes then he can sleep blissful sleep. He points his wand at Tom's forehead; again his taunts do not work. Harry was brought into this world for this reason to end his existence. That is what he tells Tom or something like that. Then he uses the Avada Kedavra curse dead center on Voldemort's forehead. That isn't enough he could still rise again, so he places his hands on Voldemort's face, until there is no more his blood is washing away all the evil. Ah yes, its done sleep is near. After all there is no one left...If he gives into the darkness he can be with Hermione, no his family, he can be with Hermione... Is the last thought in his mind, as darkness overtakes him. His life energy all but spent. Bleeding from wounds inflicted from the battle. He falls lifeless onto the cool marble floor, all the while thinking of Hermione." Jo blinked back tears. That had been so hard to write, even if there was to be sunshine out of the darkness. "So, I do know Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Draco, and Ginny, as much if not better than any of you. I would never cheapen any of their lives. They are like family to me and I love them like my own."
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"You hurt when you write, just as I hurt when it happened to me. Hearing that coming from someone with that much emotion is grounds for immediate entry into our family, so Jo Rowling welcome to the Wizarding World. In fact, just by seeing all of us, you're all now part of our world." Harry hugged Jo then looked at the others.
Fawkes appeared on his shoulder with some letters.
"Yep, right on schedule. Hello there old friend," Fawkes nipped him. "Well now that was a bit rude. What's with the nip boy? You're just as nippy as Hedwig. She's really steamed at me for benching her, because of her owlets. Hermione used her to send me letters and she bit the hell out of me. I'm sorry if I haven't been to see you since last I saw you, what a dozen times on my mission." He took the letters. Fawkes vanished in a fiery flash of light. "Hey, he just singed my ear!"
James took the letters from him and handed them out. "Maybe he feels overworked and blames you."
"Great I have one owl that's cheesed off, because I never use her anymore out of love and concern for her new family. Now Fawkes is toasted, because he's used too much! I can't win." Harry sighed in defeat. "Welcome to the glamorous life of Harry Pendragon. It's not so glamorous if you wanna know the truth."
All of them signed the letters and they all vanished.
"Unless you wish to break out into hives of various colors do not disclose this world." Hermione gave Rupert and Tom the look.
"Got it," The two of them gulped. The real Hermione was even more intimidating than her character.
"Could I see Fred and George's show its dark enough now?" Michael was feeling weaker his time was just about up.
"Weasley Wizard Wheezes fireworks...I just have to see this. Are the twins here as well?" Jo was having a very good time and not ready to leave yet.
:He's losing the battle Gramps, but he seems happy with his wish.: Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Merlin. "Everyone this is my First-Grandfather Merlin. First-Gramps you're just in time for the show."
:It won't be long now, but it truly is only the beginning. Like a phoenix, Michael is going to be reborn again in the spring. April first to be precise.: He smiled at all of them. "The boys worked hard on their display for Michael. I wouldn't miss it. Hello, might I say that you are all masters of your crafts."
"You aren't old." Rupert frowned.
"Yeah, I always thought that you and Dumbledore would look similar in appearance." Tom agreed.
"This is my actual appearance. The other is just for the benefit of others. You see Fairy Kings are immortal they do not age. Now shall we go outside?" Merlin ported all of them to the backyard.
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The antimuggle devices activated and the show to top all shows began. There were fiery dragons in all their Pyro glory, that formed an empress in the sky, Pinwheels of every color, phoenixes streaked across the sky, and shooting stars showered them all from above. They had every firework minus the Love Bangs; instead they had created big star shaped ones with Michael's image in the center.
Michael sat in Harry's lap and those brilliant stars were the last images of his young life. He died peacefully in Harry's arms, as the final rocket lit up the sky, as a streaking dragon.
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Chapter 17
The tortoise and the weasel
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I do not claim any of JKR's characters only that I love being able to create my own kind of mischief with her beloved characters. I do not claim any other things that are owned by other companies that I may mention once and a while in the stories...Although the original characters and ideas are mine and I loved creating them. So please review if you wish but try not to flame me too badly.
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Cindra 2004-2008
