H P Boy who Lives 7th year
Chapter 27
It's only magic
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Harry goes to a charity event in the states and the twins make the scene
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March 31st 2005
Harry was grading homework in the Study, while Hermione was grumbling about Ron's new habit of buzzing her with his Typhoon 2005. Draco knew better than that and only buzzed everyone who wasn't pregnant. She was also clearly pregnant now. Harry had been forced to lock up her own broom, after he caught her up on it with Ginny, and the thing that irked the most was that none of her favorite clothes fit.
"Ron is zooming around on his Typhoon again! The boy barely keeps his feet on the ground these days. It's all yours, Cedric's, the twins, and Wood's fault for creating those brooms! Did he have to get a spot on Puddlemere for his eighteenth birthday present!? Was that your idea as well!? I know that Gramps, Uncle Albus, and the original Marauders are the secret partners or shall I say owners of the team." She paced in front of his desk.
"I don't control who goes on the team and that Wood and Cedric are the ones creating the brooms, was a shock for me as well. No one tells me anything these days. All I do is teach, watch over you, train with First-Gramps, and try to stay sane. While our girls keep having growth spurts. The rate that they're going I would say my Birthday. Lucy, Aunt Celestra, and First-Grams all say that they'll slow down their growth spurts around your sixth month. Mum, says that I did. Then again, you're carrying three, not just one, so who knows. I just wish that I would be able to eat something, besides fruit and crackers." He glanced up at her from his desk. "Now as for Ron, after I get finished grading these papers, I will gladly kick his arse, for not heeding his tenth warning, to leave you be while on his broom. That or you can kick his ass tonight, while you reside over DA. It really sucks being a teacher; all my fun is gone, not counting Quidditch."
"I don't see why I can't even fly on my broom." Hermione sat on the edge of his desk and pouted.
"You don't see why I grounded you from your broom?" He glanced at a corner of the room and a full-length mirror appeared. "Go over there, stand sideways, and then ask me that question again."
Hermione made the mirror vanish. "I know that I look like I swallowed half a bludger, but I would never do anything to endanger our girls."
"Lucy said no, therefore no broom." Harry focused on grading Seamus' essay. He got out the red ink quill. "Seamus...Alex is not the counter for everything in DADA." He muttered under his breath at this rate his friend was gonna flunk out of seventh year.
Hermione took the essay that he was grading and looked at it. "We have to get the two of them together. He is going to get a T on this and I can't even think of what is going to happen on his N.E.W.T'S." She handed him back the essay.
"He's gonna rewrite this, just like he has rewritten all the others for the past month. Logan or I are gonna have to chat with him tonight. So, would you be a love and tell him that I wish to see him in my office after DA." Harry gave up working at home, gathered it all up, and prepared to hide out in his DADA office for the evening.
"I love you and our girls." He reached out to pat her rounding middle, blew her a kiss, and vanished.
Hermione glanced down at her watch, saw that it was going on 7pm, and went to go prepare for the DA meeting.
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9pm
Lily was grouchy, uncomfortable, and ready to jinx the tar out of James, who was prowling around the tub, where she would give birth to the twins. "Lucy, Celestra, and Mab say that it's better for the babies and easier on me. So live with it. "
James saw her wince for the fifth time in the last hour and knew that she was in labor. "If you're okay with it then so am I." He started timing her pains again.
"Honey, the babies are already swimming in fluid, so this really makes sense to me." Lily rubbed at the small of her back.
"Meantime let's go lie down for awhile." James tried to scoop her up into his arms, but she dodged him. "You need off your feet."
"I'm too anxious to lie down." She growled. "I wanna walk around for a bit." She headed for the bedroom and her water broke. "On second thought... Lying down might be good." She gasped as the first major contraction washed over her.
James dried her off with a warm towel then bundled her up in her robe. "Let's get you settled in bed for now." James scooped her in his arms and got her settled in bed
"It's just starting. Go tell the others..." Lily breathed through the pain. "Send Ferria to Lucy… I'll want her here as well."
"I'll be right back." James vanished from the room.
"Oh, you had better be or you're a dead man."
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Godric's Hollow the Wood family home.
"Oliver, I'm off, good luck with your match." Lucy kissed her husband, who was in his workshop working on a new broom.
Oliver glanced up at his wife. "Who are the lucky parents this time?"
"Harry's parents. I just got the signal to come to the castle from Ferria. Who knows? The other two could have them as well." Lucy smiled at him. "I get to meet Queen Mab and Princess Celestra, so that's exciting as well."
"I can just imagine how Draco and Harry are reacting to all of this." Oliver chuckled.
"Well, if I recall correctly. You fainted when I went into labor with Willow and Ashley." Lucy smirked.
"Yes, well, I was a first time dad and that happens. The girls and I will be fine. Tell the others best-wishes for me." Oliver pulled her into his arms for a kiss.
"I will and don't feed them ice-cream all day." Lucy was off to get her things and go to the castle.
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DADA Office
Harry and Logan both had the same idea, that being to grade papers in peace in the office. They were nearly finished when Draco pounded on the door.
"MUM'S IN LABOR!" He exclaimed in a panicked voice. "GO GET AUNT CELESTRA AND FIRST-GRAMS!"
Harry hit his head with the heel of his hand. "I completely forgot the twins were being born tonight. Logan, you finish this, while I go to Avalon." Harry vanished.
"Draco! The door isn't locked, take a deep breath, stop pacing, and get in here." Logan growled.
Draco opened the door, he was totally freaked out, it was clear that this was a first for him. "WHERE'S HARRY! THE MAP SAID THAT HE WAS HERE! WHERE IS HE?!"
"First calm down and have a seat. Harry went to go fetch our omni powerful relatives." Logan glanced up at him from where he was sitting behind a desk ladened with rolls parchment. "Babies take time to be born, make yourself useful, and help me finish grading these papers."
"This is a first for me and Dad is so calm about it." Draco sat down across from him. "What if things go wrong?"
"The twins will be fine, as will your Mum." Logan used the fire to peak into the future. "Just to calm your fears, I'll show you."
Lily was holding court in bed with a bundle wrapped in pink in her arms. James was lying beside her with a bundle wrapped in blue. While everyone gathered around for a look at the twins. Oddly, Harry and Hermione weren't there...
"See everyone is fine. Now does that ease your fears any?" Logan let the fire go back to normal.
"Yeah, that helps loads, thanks Logan." Draco sighed in relief.
"Whenever you get uneasy... Just find a fire and take a peak. It doesn't hurt anything and it eases your mind." Logan grinned at him. "Now grab a quill, a paper, and start grading or marking if it needs it." Logan went back to reading Bree's paper.
"This is Bastions paper. This ought to be a fascinating read." Draco focused on the essay and less on his Mum.
Seamus paused in the doorway. "Uh, Harry was wishin to see me?"
"Have a seat, Seamus. We need to talk." Logan looked up at Seamus and sighed. "It seems that your class work has gone downhill since that day when you and my sister bonded over baby Pendragon. Your mind is on her and not the assignments."
Logan picked up his paper. "Let's take this latest assignment for example in it you wrote the following. Yeti could be tamed if they were to listen to Alex's voice; it's so enchanting that she could easily entrance any of the most dangerous dark creatures. Her eyes and beauty enchant as well..." He tried to keep a stern expression on his face, but it was hard.
Draco simply stared openmouthed at him.
"Having seen a Yeti in person, I can assure you that all Alex would do is talk it to death. They are as intelligent as you and I. You would have known had you been paying attention to Harry's lecture. Instead of drooling over my sister, or writing Seamus loves Lexi on your desk, on your essay, or on basically everything."
Seamus flushed a little, but continued to say nothing while staring down at his shoes.
"She sees you as a best friend and nothing more. All Alex cares about right now are her classes and the N.E.W.T'S looming in her near future. Boys are not high on her list of priorities." Logan lectured him.
"Oh really, so tell me what else is on my list, big brother?" Lexi was standing in the doorway. She said something not so nice in French to him and Logan glared at her. "You forgot your book at the DA meeting and I thought that you might need it." She timidly handed Seamus his Advanced DADA book.
Logan saw that she was actually being nervous around him and smirked. He said something back to her in French that had her blushing and staring at her shoes. "I stand corrected. It seems as though my baby sister is playing hard to get."
"I was behind in my classes. Hogwarts is faster paced than Beauxbaton." Lexi blushed clear to her toes. "I had no time for crushes or a prétendant. I like Seamus; he has become a best friend to me."
Seamus was grinning from ear to ear. "I like you too, Lexi." He knew exactly what she had just called him.
Logan stared at her in opened mouthed surprise. "Prétendant?! You did not just say that! Nos Père will go postal if he hears you saying that!" He was flustered so his French accent was showing.
"Daddy, will just have to live with it then won't he?" Lexi smiled.
"Well then, why don't the two of you see if you can make a little headway on your prétendant's paper?" Logan tossed her the roll of parchment.
She unrolled the parchment and began reading it. "You are so sweet." She walked over and kissed his cheek. "I'm flattered that you feel that I'm the answer to countering any dark creature, but let's go fix this like it should be." She held out her hand to him.
Seamus took it and got to his feet. "I'd like that very much." He let her lead him out of the room and then out of view.
"Seamus may just get that kiss yet. Did she just call him her suitor? I mean that's way beyond boyfriend. That's like when you attend to marry someone." Draco chuckled.
"Look, when someone in our family falls for the opposite sex, it's usually hard, and leads to the alter. I know that Seamus is a good guy and is in love with Alex. So they more than have my blessing to start dating. Now if Dad hears her saying prétendant, well, then the war will be on. This is gonna be interesting to watch play out. Lexi is the apple of his eye, his perfect princess, and she's gonna stand up for Seamus if he doesn't approve." Logan went back to the first year's papers.
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April 1st 12:58am Harry and Hermione's room
Hermione had seen the birth of Michael and that had been more than enough to spook her into hiding. She didn't like pain and childbirth appeared to be the worst pain imaginable. Just one was exhausting work, three would be unimaginable.
"I adore all three of you so much. It's just that Mummy is a little spooked about how you will come into this world and the pain that it entails." She rubbed her rounding middle with the lotion Lucy had given her, as she huddled under the covers in bed.
Harry stood beside the bed with a tiny sleeping bundle in a blue blanket in his arms. "Angel, look at who I'm holding."
Hermione remained hidden under the covers. "I'm sure that baby Michael is adorable, since you are not having our girls and I am there is no way that you are talking me out from under these covers." She growled.
"Dad was linked with Mum the whole time, so he shouldered half the pain, as will I only three quarters of it. When the time comes many...I stress the word many months from now." Harry sat down on the bed.
"I DON'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU'LL BE LATE FOR HALF OF IT! I CAN'T BE HERE RIGHT NOW!" She vanished fleeing the castle and her fears.
"She's just spooked, son." James overheard the whole thing.
"Obviously, she's beyond spooked, Dad. She ran home to Mummy." Harry sighed reigning in his frustration, as to not wake up Michael.
"She's female. You aren't. Besides, she sees you as the reason for her fear. You caused it, so she ran home to Katherine. It's a reflex reaction to nearly any major row between a husband and wife." James carefully took Michael out of his arms.
"The result to all of that frustration is worth it though." He smiled down at his baby boy with his cap of fiery red hair and hazel green eyes staring up at him. He had that I'm hungry and you aren't Mummy look. "Someone is hungry and wants his Mum. You just hang in there son, I hope only five months to go. Although, since your blood is doing wonders for the triplets, it could be less than that." James left the room.
"Yeah, well, you can forget about that surprise birthday party tonight! Hell, I don't know your age anyway is it 23 or 40?" Harry snarled after him.
"Damned if he's getting a party. Let the twins be his presents." Harry grumbled as he checked his watch. It was going on 1am and Hermione was off gods knows where in her sweats.
"I'm starving for something that even Dobby and Winky can't make. Fast-food. It might be one in the morning here, but it's not that in the States." He vanished.
"Ok Junior, now I can help you...Harry? Damn where did he run off to at 1am?" James saw that his wand was sitting on the nightstand, as was Hermione's. "Let's pray that he doesn't run into Dementors. What was he thinking leaving his wand!?" He went to go track them down with the map.
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James and Lily's room
When James stalked into the bedroom, Lily was burping baby Michael on her shoulder. "Look Mikey, your Daddy's in a mood. That means that he and your big brother are rowing again."
James pulled the map out. "Gods! I hate saying this, it just feels wrong!" He muttered before tapping the map with his wand and saying. "I stand for freedom, justice and all that is good."
The map then politely asked for his request.
"I wish to see Harry James Pendragon, please."
The map then asked for the password.
"Firebolt"
The map then tried to do his bidding.
"Master out of range?! What the hell does that mean!? Show me Hermione Pendragon, please."
The map stated Mistress traveling.
"Damn this is not good...Harry fled this side of the pond and she's on her way back!"
"I take it that Hermione got spooked after seeing Michael being born and went running to Katherine, because he's the cause of her current condition. Harry took advantage of the flight and went to where food was still being served. It's evening in the States all the restaurants are still open. That explains why he's out of the maps range." Lily cradled Michael in her arms.
"Hermione could have gone to get Aunt Mattie and tell her parents about the twins being born; otherwise she would be searching the castle for him by now." James surmised.
"I'm right here with Nana. Did I chase Harry off? He isn't prowling our quarters or in his office." She whispered as not to wake Michael.
Mattie cooed down at Isabella sleeping in her bassinette. "She's so beautiful, Lily. How are you feeling?"
"I'm tired but other than that I feel so wonderful and the twins are perfect." Lily yawned. "Hermione, honey, it's late you and the girls need sleep."
"I will, but first we need to see where Harry went to cool off." Hermione took the map from James. "Show me Harry and expand your search to the America's, please."
The map complied Harry was in New York City, but that was all it would do location wise.
"There you go, Dad. Mystery solved. Sleep well everyone." She gave him back the map and went off to bed.
"New York City? That's where Wills, Henry, Rory, and Dromi are attending that Charity function right now. You don't think he'll just crash it do you?" Lily frowned.
"He was in a mood, so I would say yes that's distinct possibility. Although, truth be told, he wouldn't be crashing it. He was invited. After all, the Pendragon Foundation arranged the event and even though Jo, Wills, Henry, Andrew, and Sarah run it, he is the Pendragon foundation." James was holding Michael, because Lily was now fast asleep. "Here Aunt Mattie, watch over them for me while I make sure that Hermione is tucked in for the night."
Mattie cradled Michael in her arms. "He's handsome just like his Da. You see to Hermione. I will watch over our new babies and their mama."
"Welcome home Aunt Mattie, I trust them with you always." James kissed her cheek.
"It's nice to be back in the fold again." Mattie sighed happily.
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New York City- The 'It's Only Magic' Magical Charity Event
Harry appeared, dressed to the nines, in an empty chair beside Wills, who had just sat down. "Change of plans. I can attend after all, since the twins were born. Hermione was there at least for Michael's birth. She got spooked, blamed me for everything, and popped home to Mum for sympathy. So here I am. I hope, this will only be a few hours. I wish to check out the fast-food and the city."
Harry sipped the champagne from the champagne flute in front of him. He glanced across from him where Jo, Daniel, and Emma were gaping at him. "Hi kids…Jo. See, I told you that I would try to make an appearance. I decided to skip the Red carpet though; it looked annoying to say the least."
Daniel snapped out of his shock. "You, uh, just decided to pop in here. Got it. I mean this is a magic event, no big deal. Congrats, on being a big brother twice over."
"Nice entrance, Jamie. You nearly gave William a heart attack." Jo smirked. "Tell your parents congratulations on the twins. I reckon Sirius and Remus might be parents soon as well."
"Well, I couldn't disappoint. Both keeping Wills on his guard and magic are hobbies of mine." He winked at her, finally noticing there were two newcomers at the table.
"Hermione is flourishing by the way and sends her love." He was the master at spin. "I took the redeye to get here on time."
"I'm sorry that we missed Hermione, but then under the circumstances that's understandable. I can't wait to see the twins when we get back home to England. The shoot is over. So, we have free time now. Daniel is thinking of doing a movie in Australia." Emma chattered nervously.
"You two are always welcome at the castle and as for the movie that's a brilliant idea. We wouldn't want Daniel getting burned-out and not be able to play me now would we." He winked at Emma.
Henry choked on his champagne, his sisters glared at him, Jo chuckled, Daniel rolled his eyes, Emma gasped, and the other two at the table just stared in fascination at Harry.
Wills forced himself not to strangle Harry and went about the introductions. "We'll use Harry's middle name, since there are two Harry's at the table. Jamie, this is Clay Aiken and Josh Groban. Josh, Clay, this is our future brother-in-law and cousin, as he married our Cousin Lady Hermione Granger...Crowned Prince Harry James Pendragon."
"It's nice to meet you, your highness. The Pendragon Foundation is the answer to these children's prayers and your donation of 100 million dollars to UNICEF was a godsend." Clay eagerly shook his hand.
"Well, it's a start anyway; after all, our children are our future are they not. What happened in Asia was a tragedy, but we can help put their lives together again, and protect the innocents from those who wish to prey on them." Harry was now shaking Josh's hand.
"I remember catching your first press conference on the television and the papers. So, you truly are 'The Harry Potter' that would explain your sudden entrance in the chair a few minutes ago. Since this is a magical charity event, it fit in perfectly, and no one seemed surprised. Sorry about that. I'm rambling away. I'm Josh Groban and it's a pleasure to meet you." Josh grinned sheepishly.
"He is and then he's not. You see nearly all of it is fiction. It's just coincidence that Jamie's family is all magically inclined, as are his friends. I took an old castle where an elite private school is located, used various elements of it, and weaved it into my books. Hogwarts sounds so much better than Hogshead Castle." Jo decided to step in and explain. "I'm a close family friend of the Pendragon's. So, they didn't mind that I used certain aspects of their names. Jamie got the scar in real life, as a baby when his family was in a car accident."
"Our Baby brother, showed some of his magical talent, on Christmas at the news conference, by doing something similar as he did tonight. Our Jamie is a closet magician. He's studied it, but doesn't usually show off his talents, because our Grandfather would string him by his toes." Rory kicked Harry's shin, as did Emma both glowering at him.
"It's quite simple really; one can't live on the Isles, and not dabble in magic." Harry flashed a grin at everyone then glared at Rory and Emma.
"Particularly, when your surname happens to be Pendragon, add to that ancestors who happen to be legend, the sword in the stone in front of the palace, and there you have it. Magic is everywhere; you just need to know how to tap into it. George Lucas calls it 'the Force' in his movies, muggles...sorry that was crass of me, humans call it psychic ability, and my family call it magic." The bubbly was causing him to have a loose tongue.
"Jamie and I met last August, at a screening of Prisoner of Azkaban on Imax of all places." Daniel sipped his soda. "Uh, should you really be drinking that?"
"I'm fine." Harry growled and took another sip.
"Okay, no need to get testy about it, I was just checking." Daniel wasn't about to press his luck.
"Josh and I just finished singing awhile ago at another fund-raiser, so tonight we get to sit back, as the best in magic, and illusion entertain us." Clay grinned, "Are you any relation to The Pendragon's?"
"No, I was born with my last name, where as theirs is strictly for show. The best of Magic, eh, well American Magic maybe." Harry's eyes lit up with mischief.
"Our ancestry dates from the times of King Arthur and Merlin, the surname has been ours for a thousand plus years. Our sudden appearance has the historian's tongues wagging about just how mythical the legend of King Arthur truly is. You see these two fell in love with two very high profile princes, so our millennia old family secret was revealed." He took yet another sip of bubbly.
"Harry James Merlin, eat something before you drink any more of that." Jo growled.
"So, your family is England's version of the Da Vinci code." Josh was highly intrigued as was Clay.
"You could say that." Rory sipped her bubbly and kicked him under-the-table again. :Cut it out, baby brat!:
:What? I was merely answering his question. Besides, it's all fact because the muggles are doing a documentary on the island, the sword in the stone in front of the palace, and our family.: Harry scowled when he saw that Wills had switched his drink to soda. "I am not drunk that was not necessary."
"I do not wish to die." Wills growled.
"Hermione will kill you if you get sloshed." Henry nodded.
"Jamie can't drink. It does interesting things to him." Dromi explained.
"Yeah, you can say that again." Daniel muttered.
"I hope it's not too late. Did you at least eat something today?" Emma arched a brow at him.
"I ate dinner." Harry eyed the strange dish in front of him with wary eyes. "Uh, having just recently recovered from severe food poisoning..."
Daniel spit out his drink.
Emma had concern shining in her eyes, and Jo calmly sipped her tea.
"It's a long story. Hermione cooked me breakfast one morning. She can't cook to save her life and that's all there is to it. Now is that gonna hurt me or not?"
"Oh honey, the girls in your family can't cook. It's a curse. Now as for that, Emerald cooked it, so yes it's safe." Jo reassuringly patted his hand.
"He was in the Hospital for three days and in bed for over a week after that. Hermione damn near killed him the morning after Valentines Day." Wills gave Emma and Daniel a dark look.
"He was kind of cheesed off by the end of the night. Though, he did score two movies and the respect of their directors. Oh yeah, before I forget, we got an invite to Skywalker Ranch, but Hermione cannot come. Ron, Logan, Wills, Harry, and Draco are welcome though." Daniel watched Harry grin.
"I am so there." Harry was eating his dinner. "I'm most definitely going out to eat after this."
"These two are my charges, while we're in New York, so after this it's bedtime." Jo knew what Emma and Daniel were thinking and shot those thoughts down.
"Well, that's what happens when you're fourteen and fifteen." Harry grinned at them. "Who's on the list of illusionists tonight?"
"Let's see Max Maven is our host for the evening, David Copperfield, Penn and Teller, The Pendragon's, Lance Burton, and more are set to perform tonight." Henry went down the list in his head.
"This ought to be interesting to watch." Harry grinned.
"Just so watching is all that you do." Wills hissed into his ear.
"I'll be good, big brother. I promise." Harry's eyes danced with humor and he had that wicked marauder grin on his face.
"So, drinking brings out his James side. Oh dear, this might be a problem." Jo frowned.
"Houston we have a problem." Daniel groaned.
"Oh no." Emma moaned.
"That's it we're toast when we get home." Henry groaned.
"Oh please, don't say that, your parents will have my head." Wills moaned.
"Too late he is so up to something." Dromi sighed.
:I will treat you to all the fast-food you can handle just behave!: Rory growled.
"It's starting." Harry focused on the stage as soon as the houselights went dark.
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The illusions were good for parlor magicians; it was obvious that some of them were of his world. He could feel their energy, while others were just masters of tricking the eye.
The spotlight now shone on Maven, standing center stage. "Usually, we pick a beautiful young woman from the audience to perform an illusion on, but tonight I am told that we have a skeptical Prince in our audience with a very magical surname. Prince Pendragon, would you please honor us with a trip up here to the stage?"
The spotlight now lit Harry, who arched a brow at him as if to say who me.
"Don't you dare! Ignore him!" Emma hissed at Harry.
"Damn it, Emma! That's like waving a red flag in his face!" Daniel hissed at her.
Wills, Jo, Dromi, Rory, and Henry all groaned.
Clay and Josh were highly amused with this fascinating turn of events.
"Sorry, that was crass of me. His Royal Highness Harry James Merlin Potter-Pendragon, please join me on the stage. I assure you that we don't bite and we haven't lost an audience member yet."
"Sure, I'm game." Harry got up and made his way up to the stage.
Wills, sensing impending disaster, buried his face in his hands.
"So what'll it be? Are you gonna make me disappear in a box, saw or cut me in half, or hey let's go for levitating me after putting me in a trance." Harry mocked Maven, Copperfield, and Burton.
"Well? What are you Gent's waiting for? Boggle my mind, after all that is your trade is it not." His accent was very thick and Welsh. "Just remember this one important little factor, if you cannot set me right again, my wife will probably kill you. You're lucky that she's back home in Scotland."
"Oh bugger, here we go." Daniel groaned.
"You said it." Wills and Henry muttered.
"I for one can't wait to see him at play." Jo smiled.
"She's right. He's just mocking those poor saps. They don't have a chance." Rory agreed.
"Well, turnabout is fair play, since they are mocking him in a way." Emma frowned.
"In that case, they deserve everything they get." Dromi frowned.
"Rest assured your highness, we'll send you back home to her in one piece." Copperfield smirked.
"That's good, because it's hard to trust someone with what looks like a dove, no make that doves, sticking out of their Tuxedo jackets." He arched one brow at them, then glanced over at the audience, and winked.
Copperfield, Burton, and Maven all took off their jackets and dozens of doves flew out of them.
The audience went wild with applause. It was clear that this young royal was not unlike his surname or a certain boy character in a very famous book.
"Impressive, young Harry, so it seems as though you're into magic as well." Maven grinned.
"You know what they say, the biggest skeptics are other magicians, and that would be me. Only, I don't earn a living off what I love to do as a hobby." Harry grinned at them. "Magic is a mystery, but true magic is like nothing even you Gents with your fancy illusions, slide of hand, and layman's parlor tricks are capable of."
"Show us what you've got your highness; after all it was your foundation that helped plan this event tonight." Burton was curious to see just how good the HBP really was and what was hype and what was fact. Was this truly the next Merlin of their world?
"I'm game if the prince isn't feeling too pressured. What do you say everyone? Do you wish to see some magic from the actual Pendragon heir?" Copperfield asked the audience and they burst into shouts and applause.
"Kick their asses Harry, give them what for!" Wills, Henry, Rory, Dromi, Emma, Jo, and Daniel all gave him the thumbs up.
"Hey, if my family and friends wish me to play then who am I to deny them the fun. First, I need the three of you to be a captive audience." Harry made three chairs come up behind them and that was just with a flick of his wrist. "Please take a load off gentleman." Another gesture had the three of them sitting.
I need my wand. It appeared in his hand. "My trusty magic wand, I never leave home without it." He winked at the audience and they laughed.
"What do we have here, hmm, an ordinary rope?" He pulled some out of his tuxedo pocket. "Nah, too mundane," It burst into turquoise blue and gold flames.
The audience gasped with delight.
"Hmm, let's see how about a scarf?" He pulled an endless scarf from his other pocket then paused. "Nah, that's too cliché," It turned into water.
Other magicians and illusionists gathered in the wings of the stage to watch him at play.
"I could levitate the three of them." He raised his hand and the three of them lifted in their chairs. "Again that's been done to death." He frowned up at the three, now covered by a cloth.
He had the full attention of everyone around him. This was truly not parlor trick or layman's magic it was real and awesome to watch.
"But this one is new. I'll vanish three master illusionists on their own stage, while they're suspended in the air." There was a flash of light and then to the audiences delight no chairs and no magicians.
"Oh bugger! Wherever did the three of them go?" Harry scanned the audience with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Hmm... Maybe they needed some fresh air or maybe they're up there in that balcony." He pointed to the second story balcony, sure enough there they were.
The audience went wild.
Everyone at his table raised they're glasses in a toast.
"I believe that making it snow in a theater is too mundane for me. Especially, now that it's spring have some flowers on me." He showered the audience with rose petals. "You've been a great audience. They were great sports getting fooled by their own plan and on their own turf as you American's say. Now to all of you I say Cheerio, blessed be, and good night." With a flash and a crack, he was once again back in his seat.
The audience went wild and he took his bows. Then the American's did their finale making it snow, making a big cat, in this case an ocelot, disappear only to end up on Harry's lap, and the usual reading the audiences mind.
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"That was bloody brilliant! You really showed them what for!" Daniel grinned at Harry.
"Let's just say that I was inspired by your shouts of encouragement." Harry winked at him.
"Well done. It was something that even your elders would approve of." Jo hugged him and went to thank the magicians of the night.
"It was brilliant. I loved the flowers." Emma held a rose that had appeared in her hand to her nose.
Wills, Henry, Dromi, and Rory had all gone to thank everyone for taking part in their event.
"I know that this sounds cliché, but my wife is a huge fan of yours, and she's under the weather at home. Could you both sign something for me to bring to her?" Harry grinned sheepishly at Clay and Josh.
"He means that he's on the couch." Daniel smirked.
"I am not. She ran home to her mother, because she was there for the birth of the twins." Harry glared at him.
"Tell you what. I'll send her a personal get well basket. Just give me the address to send it to." Clay smiled.
"That's a good idea, Clay. I'll do the same. It's a shame that she missed your magical debut." Josh grinned.
"No she'd have kicked his butt for that." Emma frowned.
"That was for charity and they were gonna try to make a fool of me. I just turned the tables on them." Harry's mobile rang
"I forgot that I was carrying that...Harry speaking who is this? Hi angel, are you feeling better...I'm with Wills, Henry, Rory, Dromi, Jo, Daniel, and Emma..." Harry held the phone away from his ear. "Yes, that's right the magical charity event...rash, well, I did sort of do some magic..." Again, he held it away from his ear. "I'm sitting at a table with Clay Aiken and Josh Groban..." A squeal could be heard on the other end. "Say hello gentleman." Harry gave Clay the phone.
He talked for a few minutes then handed it to Josh. He talked for a few minutes before handing it to Harry.
"Angel, are you there?" He chuckled when Hermione sighed dreamily. "I'll see tomorrow get some sleep, love you." He hung up.
"She's quite a talker." Josh chuckled.
"I bet she keeps you on your toes." Clay agreed.
"Oh trust us; she keeps him on his toes." Daniel and Emma grinned.
"You have no idea..." His mobile rang again.
"I wonder who that is." Daniel arched a brow at him.
Harry looked at the caller id and groaned. "One guess his name starts with S."
"Busted." Emma and Daniel smirked.
Harry glared at them. "Hello Grandfather. Uncle Max isn't pleased either, but they were just harmless parlor tricks. I know that Princes aren't suppose to make spectacles of themselves at charity functions, but I was called up on the stage by three American Magicians. Who? Maven, Copperfield, and Burton are the Gents surnames. Put them what? I don't think that's a good idea. Look, Gramps no harm no foul and it was for a good cause. I have to go. Give Grams a hug for me...So what if I did a little magic at a magic show. I had fun, Uncle Max. Because Hermione left and I took my shot at trying fast-food. She blames me for her current condition...look it was harmless fun...I will not... Until I have had my food! Yeah, sometimes I like to ditch the watchdogs that you constantly have tailing me. Why? Because I am as trained as they are...Good night Uncle Max, focus on Alexandra's suitor….you know Seamus...that's right suitor, as in he intends to eventually marry her. Especially, now that she sees him in the same light...Hey, don't swear at me! It's not my problem! You deal with it! Face the facts Uncle Max! They are in love! Good night Uncle Max, bitch at Logan for awhile and leave me alone!" He hung up.
"It sounds to me like your family isn't pleased about your performing magic in public." Josh frowned.
"It's a family thing. You see on the Isle of Avalon, magic is not to be flaunted in front of the tourists, or used for making money. Gramps hates parlor magicians, but then he's old school. And thus the reason, as my sister called it, my being a closet magician. Royals do not make spectacles of themselves in public, this is a cardinal rule, and I kind of broke it tonight. It's really not like me at all. It must have been the bubbly, and that loosened me up a bit." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, you can say that again." Daniel was in complete agreement. "You just told off your Uncle, Grandfather, and outed Seamus and Alexandra's budding romance."
"I'll make it up to them. It's not like Uncle Max can't see what's in front of his own face." Harry sighed.
"Is she ill?" Clay frowned.
"Hermione? No, no she's just... Okay, I will tell you, but it's a royal secret at the moment, very hush, hush. We're expecting a little one in late August or early September, so she's, uh, really moody you might say." Harry whispered to them in case press was nearby.
"That and he barely gets to eat, because either she eats his meal or he gets a bout of sympathetic morning sickness." Emma smirked.
"I take it that's the reason you had this sudden urge for fast-food." Josh grinned.
"I studied that in my university psychology class. She can eat anything, while he can barely hold down crackers." Clay sympathized with Harry. "Well, congratulations on your accomplishment in September."
Nanda from the Insider was hovering nearby.
"Yes, I agree with Clay, many congratulations on September, it will be a crowning achievement for you." Josh saw Nanda and rolled his eyes. "I'll send Hermione that CD and things that you asked me to in care of your foundation." He changed the subject.
"So will I. She sounds like a very nice girl. It was a pleasure talking to her on your Cellphone." Clay spotted Billy from Access Hollywood coming towards them.
"Thanks, Wills will know how to find us." Harry produced what looked like two business cards from his pocket. "Feel free to ring or e-mail us, if you wish. Just run your thumb over the card and the info will appear. I really don't relish talking to the media, so I'm gonna take my leave. Angel and I have a place in the English countryside that's perfect if you ever need a place to hide from all of this. Right now we're in Scotland at the castle, but in the summer we'll be there." Harry shook hands with them and said good-bye. "Nice meeting you."
"Yes same here, Harry. I'll keep in touch." Josh waved good-bye.
"I'd like to keep in touch and meet Hermione, so take care." Clay did the same.
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"Daniel, Em, let's go find the others. The sharks are circling." Harry, Daniel, and Emma disappeared into the throng of guests.
"Wills!" Harry spotted his family members chatting with the three magicians and then saw Kingsley and Angelina standing nearby. "Shit! Now I am busted." He grumbled.
"It can't be too big of a surprise. I mean you did tell off Uncle Max and Uncle Stephen." Emma rolled her eyes at him.
"Angelina was here already. Kings must be here to take you back." Daniel frowned.
"Your highness, can I please do an interview with you?" Nanda caught up with the three of them and thrust her microphone in his face. "And of course Daniel and Emma can join in if they wish."
"We're in a bit of a rush. I have a flight to catch in a few hours and these two need to get their beauty sleep, so if you'll excuse me." Harry flashed a winning smile.
"Just a few questions is all." Nanda was nearly pouting at him.
"Very well, but only a few..." Harry was now surrounded and the three of them sat down at a table.
"Tell us a little about yourself. America is curious about the UK's mysterious Prince, who inspired the books that children love worldwide." Nanda flashed him her sirens smile.
"I'm married, have been since Christmas Eve, to Lady Hermione Anne Granger whom I love very much. She's my soul mate you might say." He kept his temper in check and smiled. "I started with the help of Prince William and Jo Rowling a foundation for Children, after a cousin that I had just discovered was alive died of cancer in my arms. I've lived in the United Kingdom all of my life. This is my first trip to the States. I've been into magic for as long as I can remember. It's a passion of mine. After all, my last name is Pendragon; it would be foolish of me not to want to study magic."
The reporters laughed at that comment.
"I'm a fan of the great illusionist. I'm also really good at it, but then you saw that tonight. I don't believe in performing it for the masses. Tonight was for a very good cause, so I bent the rules. Hermione and I met Daniel and Emma at an IMAX screening of Prisoner of Azkaban and have been friends since. Jo is a close family friend. I don't do interviews, because I value my privacy. Now with that said, I'm going to take my leave of you. I would just like to say that my heart and prayers go out to all of those who lost so much on Boxing Day." Harry got up to leave when someone asked him about his scar. "I got it when I was one. My family and I were in a terrible car accident. Contrary to what people think, there is no Lord Voldemort. Although, there was this grouchy old hermit near the school named Tom Riddle. My parents are both very much alive. In fact my mother just gave birth to two new royals, my baby brother Michael and my baby sister Isabella. Sorry to burst your bubble, but the character that Daniel plays in the movies is fiction." He winked at Nanda.
"The real Harry is just as complex as the fictional character. He just isn't under that constant life-or-death threat all the time. He is however, as lethal as they come. His grandfather, Uncles, and father have made sure of that. He and all his siblings are well schooled in all areas of self-defense. So all of you paparazzi, who intend to stalk him, now have fair warning about what you're up against. I see him as a big brother and mentor and Emma sees Hermione the same way. Now the interview is over. We have a charity song to record, with many other stars, and musical artists for the tsunami relief effort in the morning." Daniel ended the interview.
"His highness is finished with the interviews." Kingsley put a hand out in front of the media and the cameras.
"My personal guard Kings, finally caught up with me. I guess he didn't like getting ditched in New York. Daniel, the feeling is mutual little brother." He placed a hand on Daniel's shoulder.
The media/press was just eating it up and when the two hugged and then Emma joined in the hug as well. It made them even happier that America had scooped the Brits. "What? You wish me to say what? Look at what camera? Oh sure why not…"
The three of them got together in front of the camera. "I'm Prince Harry James Pendragon." He started the line.
"I'm Daniel Radcliffe." Daniel was next.
"I'm Emma Watson." Emma followed.
"And Access Hollywood starts now!" The three of them winked and smiled at the camera. They then did the same for Nanda and the Insider show.
"Jamie, Emma, and Daniel, what on Earth are you three up to?" Rory and Dromi smiled for the cameras.
"As usual he's up to mischief." Wills stood behind him, as did Henry. "Hello all. Did you enjoy the show?"
"Our Jamie is quite the magician." Henry grinned.
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In the end, they all did a half dozen more interviews before making their escape. Jo, Emma, and Daniel adjourned to the hotel and the five of them got in a limo.
"Congratulations, Harry! You just made every Muggle paper and broadcast around the globe and this is your first official charity event! Why the bloody hell did you do that tonight!?" Wills let his temper fly at him.
"Is Mum okay?" The girls ignored Wills ranting.
"Mum is fine, as are the twins. Michael James Andrew and Isabella Madeline Guinevere are their names. Mikey has red gold hair and hazel eyes, as does Izzy. They were born midnight April first, that being Mikey, five minutes later Izzy was born. Hermione was there for Mikey's arrival. It spooked her and she ran home to her Mum. So, I came in search of food and some peace and quiet. Then I remembered the charity function and decided to check it out." Harry was starving. "They don't feed you anything at these things."
"Don't worry, little brother, you'll be fed." Henry grinned at him. "New York is the city that never sleeps and neither do its Fast-food establishments. We can sample the cuisine, if one of you will do the honors, and put us in something a lot more casual."
Harry chose to magically change into his favorite Gryffindor muggle ensemble. "I'll let the girls take care of the two of you. So are Angelina and Kings your watchdogs now?"
"Angelina is the girls chaperone and Kings, well, he's yours. Uncle Max sent him after you." Henry chuckled when Harry swore in Parseltounge.
"What did you expect, baby brother? You went hog-wild magic wise in front of the world's media. We spun the situation in a positive way, but you really screwed up!" Wills was not happy with him. "You should have stuck to drinking water or soda instead of expensive bubbly! I know that you were upset with Hermione and weren't thinking correctly, but you should have let them vanish you!"
"That would be like the two of you playing polo without a horse. Those three were American wizards. I was not about to let them make a fool out of me. I being a Hogwarts graduate was representing the crème du la crème of magic. I was taught not to exploit it ever in the Muggle World, but not everyone respects Wizarding World rules." Harry wasn't proud of the parlor tricks, but it had been harmless fun, and he had gained the respect of the Yanks.
"That's why Uncle Max, Gramps, and Dad strongly suggested that you skip the function. American's do not respect tradition, as much as they respect cold hard cash, at least from what I have seen anyway. Although, the tragedy that happened in Asia at Christmas has united them into one cause." Rory hated seeing Wills and Harry at odds, the two of them were like brothers.
"Look! I haven't had a good day all right! I teach five days a week! It takes all of my time! I've been married officially for three months and I barely have time for my wife! Let alone be able to pamper her, even though she's visibly carrying the girls! Who by the way when it comes to being born, have their own time-table, and once again it's all thanks to my special blood type! She should be three months, but no she's actually nearly five months along! I've been living on crackers and fruit for three months! Give or take a good day when I can eat or when the girls allow it! So screw you and your fucking big brother lecture!" Harry vanished from the limo. He was going to get the food and then go home.
"I really buggered that one up didn't I. He's burned-out and I didn't see it." Wills raked his hand across his face.
"He was brilliant onstage, the audience loved him, and he was having fun. He loved every second of it, because there was no pressure." Dromi had been given a DVD, as had Harry of his performance by Copperfield. He had been highly impressed with Harry, as had every wizard and magician at the event. She was watching it on the plasma screen in the limo.
"He was the best one there. Everyone thought so but, then he is our Next Merlin in the family." Rory sighed.
"Fine I agree, he was brilliant, beyond amazing, but he's going to have to rein in his Jamie side at events like this. He's the new darling of the media. He'll be worth 500,000 quid a snap to the paparazzi and 750,000 quid for a shot with him and Hermione. That's what worries me. Although, he'll just jinx or beat the crap out of them if he sees them." Wills watched the DVD play for the tenth time and admitted his true thoughts about Harry's performance. "But if you tell him I said so, I will deny it."
"You're such a softie, Wills." Rory kissed him. "As fierce as a tiger most times, but a softie nonetheless."
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Chapter 28
April 1st
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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
