H P Boy who lives Year 7- Summer
Chapter 7
The cousin
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Well here is the next step Harry vs. the plane...
Oh and just so you know
or italics represents a characters thoughts.
HBP Half-Blood Prince...
: : Represents mental thoughts between characters.
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Harry found himself sitting next to Hermione in the back of a luxurious limo. The interior was roomy enough for Ginny, the twins, the two of them, Mattie, and her parents. He glared out the tinted windows thinking about having to get on a jet. If one wanted to frickin fly then the person used a broom to do so, not some piece of high tech steel with wings! Hell he would rather fly a Thestral than get on a Muggle plane! He fumed.
This was against his will and he did not like it. "Why can't they take all the baggage and stuff while we take the Firebolts too Godric's Hollow?" Harry turned so he could once again grumble that suggestion in her ear.
"Harry James don't be such a scare baby. I don't like flying either, but you don't see me throwing a snit." She hissed back.
"Scare baby! I am not a coward!" Harry was not pleased at being called yellow by his angel. "I don't like being caged in and with the broom I'm not." Harry glared down into her amber eyes.
"I'm well aware of that my heart, but that isn't going to happen. So please settle down and trust me when I say everything is going to be fine." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Harry sighed deeply. "The crazy thing is that until Hogwarts I had always wanted to go on a plane. Now that I'm going it's not that great of an idea anymore." He turned his attention once again to the scenery whizzing by they were crossing the London bridge.
Hermione reached into her jacket pocket and produced a small scarlet velvet pouch with a roaring lion embroidered in golden thread on either side of it. "Harry are you ever going to wear your birthright?" She dangled the pouch in front of his eyes.
"You just don't quit do you?" Harry rolled his eyes in frustration. "The truth is I'm positive that if I put it on that I'm never gonna get it off again."
Hermione's eyes danced with mischief. "You can't believe every legend that you or I read. That whole the ring stays on until the wearer dies part is all hogwash and only there to scare off would be HBP's." She giggled.
"Hermione Anne you know as well as I that in our world nothing is hogwash." He held out his palm and she dropped the ring into it.
The HBP ring was similar to a signet ring. It had a bejeweled sleeping lion's head made of rubies and citrines. It was made of what looked to be gold and had the initials JHP on one side of the band and HBP on the other.
"That's strange it feels warm and it should feel cold." Harry stared down at the ring as if it were going to jump up and attack him.
"Don't be such a scare baby. Here I will put it on for you." She took the ring, grabbed his right hand, and then slid it onto his right ring finger. "Hmm it's a little big..." Her eyes widened when it instantly fitted itself against his finger. "Oh dear guess not, um, sorry." She blinked innocently at him.
Sorry she says! I have this stuck on my bloody finger and she says sorry! Harry was not happy with his angel. "Angel, when are you ever going to just leave well enough alone?" He growled in frustration, as he tried to get it off, but it was not going anywhere he was stuck with it.
Hermione noticed the sleeping lion on the ring was slowly waking up. "Um Harry your ring is enchanted just like the legend said it was. Um that means that you are the new HBP now."
Harry took a good look at the ring on his finger. The initials on the band now read HJP instead of JHP and the lion winked at him. "I'm well aware of that angel mine." Harry sighed in defeat HBP that was all he needed.
:Calm your mind young master there is no need to cause a ruckus. Your fair maiden meant no harm and you cannot run from what is your destiny.: A voice growled in Harry's mind it sounded old English in origin.
Harry shook his head as if to clear it, but the voice was still chattering away in his mind. He then looked down at the lion on the ring it was staring intently at him. "Great just wonderful! Here I thought that my life would be semi normal and now I have a ring that talks in my head!!" He glared over at Hermione.
Hermione was now staring at him as if he were about to lose it or something. "Harry are you having a relapse or something? The legend never mentioned the ring could mentally communicate with the wearer." She reached up to feel if he were spiking a fever.
Alex and Katherine looked over at the two of them. "Is everything all right over there?" They asked.
"Is something wrong Harry James?" Alex could see that Harry was looking like a much-harried person.
:Is that Alexander's voice that I am hearing? It has been ages since I have heard his voice. So that beauty sitting next to you must by Lady Hermione Anne. Oh the things that one misses when one is in hibernation!: The lion spoke as if he knew some of the occupants in the car.: Katherine and Alex were such wonderful friends to Lily and James.:
"Oh its nothing. Your daughter, the smartest witch in a century, decided to put the HBP ring on my finger! Now I can't get the bloody thing off and it's jabbering away in my head!" Harry was not pleased with the current situation. "I have already had Voldemort in my head! The last thing I wanted was the same thing, only this time some lion on some ring!"
"I see...so you finally inherited Leopold." Alex seemed amused. "James always referred to him as his warden, because Leo was always his conscience of sorts. Leo was able to rein in James's marauder side when he received the ring at 16."
"This ring is why Dad went from a total arse to the man mum grew to love." Harry frowned at Alex and then stared down at the ring.
"James and I had known each other since grammar school. Lily and Katherine had been friends since they were toddlers. Even though James and Lily were off at Hogwarts the two of us remained close with our friends. It was the summer before sixth year that Katherine and I decided to set them up on a blind date with each other. The rest as they say is history." Alex continued to tell the tale of James and Lily's first date.
:Your parents would be over the moon to know that you and Lady Hermione found each other again. Why in the heavens do you keep saying that creatures name!: Leo was the one who went from happy to irate now.
"Look Leo. I will say Voldemort as often as I please! I vanquished his sorry arse with the Avada Kedavra curse, and then used my bare hands to make him not even dust in the wind!" Harry snarled down at his ring.
"That ring really is talking to you?" Hermione could see that Harry was not pleased by just looking into his eyes.
"Oh you bet your life he's talking to me; the latest is that we were meant to be promised to each other or something." Harry glared over at Alex and Katherine.
"James and Lily were Hermione's godparents, as we are yours. Originally, we planned to raise you ourselves, but Albus told us that was not possible anymore. He explained how much danger you were in and that he had a plan to keep you safe." Katherine tried to explain.
Hermione was the one fuming now. "You're my parents and yet you have never told me anything!" She was not happy not happy at all.
"Hermione you know as well as I do that once you make a pact with my Uncle there is no way that you can break it, a fact that my Aunt Petunia had to live with." Harry understood exactly what they were talking about and said nothing.
"Right you are Harry my boy." Alex grinned.
"Are we here? Is that the plane?" Ginny, who had remained unusually quiet the entire drive, pointed to the Lear Jet sitting out on the tarmac.
The limo pulled to a stop beside it. "THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT I AM GOING TO SPEND AN HOUR COOPED UP ON THAT THING!" Harry glanced out the window and proceeded to lose it.
"Come on Harry I think this is going to be fun." Ginny chattered excitedly.
Mattie, who had stopped to hug a tall handsome twenty something young man standing beside the jet, escorted the twins into the plane.
The crew went about loading up the plane.
Harry pulled out his wand. "I have a better idea. While all of you take that thing I'll disapparate and then appear in Godric's Hollow!" He snarled. "It will be a cold day in hell before I get cooped up in that piece of high-tech tin!"
"Goodness Harry I think that you suffer from claustrophobia." Hermione was beginning to realize that with Voldemort gone his mind was able to allow various weaknesses now. All those years of being locked up were coming back to haunt him.
"I'm what?!" Harry glared at her. That wasn't possible he had been in loads of closed in spaces and never freaked out not once.
"You, my heart, are afraid of being in closed in spaces for long periods of time. I think that now that Voldemort is gone you can show some weaknesses now." She explained as if talking to someone much younger. "I don't like heights, but that doesn't stop me from getting on the jet or flying that blasted broom." Hermione squeezed his hand.
"Are you challenging me Granger?" Harry felt some of his wariness slip away at the thought of meeting her challenge and winning.
"If I can fly the Firebolt then you can fly on that plane." Hermione knew that if she challenged him that he would chuck away his fear and meet it head on.
"Oh you are so on Granger." Harry took the bait.
"Bring it flyboy!" Hermione had the look of a cat that just ate a canary. "Gotcha." She mouthed the words so only he could see what she was saying.
"Hermione let's see 1000 and Harry hmm I think you at least have 50." Ginny was highly amused by the situation.
:She plays you as well if not better than when Lily played James.: Leo chuckled.
:Did he just say that she plays me like a frickin instrument! Damn it to bloody hell he's right!: Harry berated himself he would never win.
:That she does Master Harry.: Leo was laughing at him.
Someone opened the door to the limo it was the twenty something male that had been standing by the plane. "I thought that I would catch a ride with all of you to The Meadows." William Windsor looked into the limo and greeted them.
"Wills, what a delightful and yet unexpected surprise…" Katherine took his hand and let him help her out of the limo.
"I need to lay low for a bit." He gave her a big hug.
"Why what did you do now?" Katherine frowned at him.
His eyebrows shot up in response to her accusation. "Hey now it's not always me you know. My trouble times ten little brother got into a mess of it this time and I don't wish to be hunted by the paparazzi."
"Sweetheart we need to get a certain someone on the plane before he decides to...Well hello, Wills." Alex got out of the limo and smiled at his younger cousin. "I take it the rumors are true that a certain someone was running around in his boxers at the crack of dawn on the square."
"I don't wish to discuss my little brother's half arse antics. I was enjoying my break from the university and then the brat went and made a mess of it all!" Wills was still seething mad at his little brother.
"He's young he'll grow out of it after all you did." Alex reassured him.
"He's loose cannon and always will be. He doesn't have to worry about watching his every step because he isn't The Boy Who Will Be King...I am." He grumbled.
"Whatever is the hold up?" Hermione got out and glared at her parents. "I can't keep talking this..." She caught sight of Wills and hid the wand in her pocket. "Oh, its you is it." She growled at Wills.
"I know that sweetheart but it seems that your cousin is going to be staying with us at The Meadows for a little while." Katherine could see the temper brewing in her daughter's eyes.
"ABSOULTELY NOT!!" Hermione placed her hands on her hips; her eyes were absolutely blazing with fury. "HARRY DOES NOT NEED TO BE SUBJECTED TO THE ROYAL FIASCO THAT GOES WITH THE BOY WHO WILL BE KING! I AM SORRY COUSIN GO FIND SOMEWHERE ELSE TO HIDE! YOU ARE NOT GETTING ON THAT PLANE WITH US!"
"Will you bloody well keep your voice down!" Wills glared down at her. "Now who the bloody hell is Harry and why should I care what he thinks!"
"That would be me your highness." Harry was now standing beside Hermione, who carefully slid the wand back into its pocket on his right thigh. "Frankly I don't give a Frig about your precious title, but I do give a Frig that you have upset my angel." Harry snarled his green eyes were staring intently into Wills blue ones. Neither one was going to back down.
"Now boys let's not cause a scene." Katherine placed a hand on Wills shoulder.
"Wills, this is Harry James Potter our godson." Alex explained who Harry was. "He is also the young man that is promised to Hermione."
"Promised to our Ducky?" William's face broke into a welcoming grin. "You are a brave one aren't you?"
"Did you just call my angel Ducky?" Harry tried to keep a straight face.
"You've heard of the story where the little duck turns into a beautiful swan. Hence the name Ducky," Wills winked at Hermione who glared daggers at him.
"Well you still aren't going!" She growled.
"The fact is that not once have I ever revealed to anyone where you attend school and what it is that you do there. In fact if I wanted to I could hold a press conference and announce that JK Rowling isn't writing fictional children's tales, but has in fact managed to tap into an actual world that consists of wizarding families." Wills was in full his royal highness mode. "Now you will calm your tone so the beautiful young girl hiding in the limo will know that it is safe to come out." He got around Hermione and looked into the limo. "Come now little one I don't bite. I just growl sometimes." He offered her his hand and she reluctantly took it.
"Ginny this is my annoying cousin William Windsor. Wills, this is my best friend, Harry's little sister of sorts, Ginny Weasley." Hermione introduced them.
Ginny felt faint she was standing in front of the Prince of England and he had actually helped her out of the limo. "This is just so new and overwhelming for me. I didn't mean to be rude." She said shyly.
"So you read that rubbish with my name plastered on the covers and in the pages." Harry growled in frustration. "I bet you're just thrilled to be the only one who knows what happened in our sixth year. To see that Hermione, Ginny, and I survived the final battle against the Dark Lord and his Deatheaters! As you can clearly see, there is no Ron or Luna with us so it's obvious they didn't make it. You see the books are all very real and it is annoying as hell to find out that someone is making a spectacle out of our lives!" He was seething mad now. "Hermione almost didn't make it. Neville is I think still recovering in St. Mungo's and in the end I had to kill two wizards. Bellatrix who cast Crucio on Hermione and Voldemort who...who...cast Avada Kedavra on Ron. I did not kill Draco's dad. He died after I hit him with a stunning spell. He fell over the sixth floor landings railing." He paused and waited to see a reaction from Wills, who had paled considerably under his golden tan.
"Bloody hell it never hit me until now just how real and factual those books actually are. I'm sorry about the loss of Ron and Luna. I only hope that their sacrifice was worth it and that you won't have to deal with another thing like Voldemort for a very longtime." Wills voice was laced with steel.
"Sorry William. I wasn't thinking...it's just a sore subject with me right now. This JK Rowling might be a good person and appears to be an excellent writer, but it's frustrating that she is selling our life story as if it were nothing but a fairy tale." Harry shook his head in disgust.
Hermione noticed the sharks were heading their way. "Shut up both of you and get on the plane!" She cuffed Harry on the side of his head with the heel of her hand and then did the same to Wills. "The sharks are a circling!" She pointed at the approaching visitors.
Wills took Ginny's hand and raced for the plane. "Not if I have anything to say about it. Harry grab Ducky and let's hit it!"
Harry and Hermione raced for the plane, as did her parents. "I told you that he brings his circus wherever he goes!" She snarled in frustration as the two of them ducked into the plane and out of sight of the press.
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Harry sat down in an ultracomfortable soft leather window seat.
Hermione sat down next to him. "Here these things are complicated, so I will buckle you in. I know that it's going to bother you, but it's just the rules of preflight and landing." She could see that Harry had a death grip on the armrests.
Harry didn't care that the jet's interior reminded him of some very posh living area or that it seemed to have every comfort one could ask for, even a bedroom in the back where Mattie had gone to lie down.
"I can do this." He chanted to himself when the hum of the engines starting up and the feeling of the plane as it taxied onto the runway. He squeezed his eyes shut the plane was picking up speed now. "I can do this." He gritted his teeth when the plane took off and he felt as if he were attempting a Wronski feint, with his Firebolt at top speed.
Hermione never let her hand leave his and knew that he was not having fun on his first takeoff. "It's okay Harry just think of it like performing a Wronski feint or something like that." She leaned over and kissed him on his cheek.
"That was like flying on the Firebolt, but different." Ginny was having the time of her life on her first flight not to mention that she was sitting next to Wills.
Wills looked over at Ginny she was so happy for someone who had lost so much not so long ago. "I'm sorry about your brother and best friend."
Ginny looked over and smiled shyly at him. "It's really not that bad for me anymore, because I know the two of them are happy. It's like gaining two more guardian angels to watch over all of us."
"In the books she writes about all of these talking portraits and ghosts that converse with everyone...Is that what it's like in your world?" Wills took a chance and asked he was dying to ask.
"You don't have that in the Muggle world do you?" Ginny frowned at him in confusion.
Wills shook his head.
"I see, well, in our world snaps that you take with cameras move like in one of your home movies. Portraits of relatives long gone do talk to you, but only if they are paintings. There are rare instances when a wizard or witch dies and chooses to stay in this world to roam it as a ghost. There are special circumstances when loved ones have been allowed to linger for a while and that is what Ron and Luna are currently doing." She tried to explain it as best as she could. "Here I'll show you an example of our snaps." She reached down and picked up her knapsack. "I have some in here somewhere." She reached her entire arm down into the pack. "I just have to find out where they went to." She stuck her other arm in the knapsack.
Wills stared at the sixteen-year-old as she dug around in her pack for the snaps. It was as if the medium sized knapsack was bottomless.
"Here we are." She pulled out a small album of photos. "These are the ones of Harry and Hermione over the years and of Professor Snape's taste of Hermione's wrath."
"Aunt Katherine, Uncle Alex you have to see these." He got up and was about to walk over and show them when he noticed that Harry was not doing so well. "You okay over there Harry?"
"Oh yeah, just great Wills couldn't be better actually." He snarled sarcastically he had yet to open his eyes or let go of the armrests.
"Well just picture yourself doing something you love like flying on your Firebolt. It's the easiest way to cancel fear." Wills made a suggestion. "I'm taking psych classes at school."
"Good for you Wills that should come in handy when you have to face the royal circus." Alex grinned.
:Master Harry you are perfectly safe now relax your mind and calm yourself.: Leo lectured his charge.
"Harry James, please look at me." Hermione ordered softly.
"If I open my eyes it will make it worse." Harry shook his head in sheer concentration.
"Will you trust in me and just turn your face? I don't care if you keep your eyes shut or not." She had a plan and it was a brilliant solution to the current problem. If her parents didn't like her kissing him that was tough, they would just have to learn to get used to seeing it.
Harry reluctantly turned his face towards hers and this time found that he was the one being kissed. She had reached up to place her hands on either side of his face and then proceeded to kiss his fears away. His mind had gone numb as he lost himself in her kisses.
:Well then there is that solution as well.: Leo was amused.
"Now that brings one back down memory lane doesn't it Alex." Katherine laid her head against his shoulder and sighed.
Alex looked up at the two in question and smiled. He knew that he could trust Harry with his daughter, so their kissing wasn't bothering him in the least. "It's been years since I have seen snaps like these." He showed her ones of Hermione decking Malfoy.
"YUCK!!" The twins looked up from their Game Boys and screeched in horror.
"Make them stop!" Bree gagged.
"Gross they went and got all kissy face!" Bastion growled in disgust.
Hermione ignored the tweebs, as did Harry.
Heck if this kept him calm or distracted she could do this for hours with no problem. She thought.
Plane? What Plane? Harry didn't care where he was now all he cared about was the girl that he was kissing. "You know we just might have to do this until we land." He said between kisses.
"Hold that thought." She flipped back the armrest, pulled out his invisibility cloak from her pocket, threw it over the two of them, and got closer to him. "Yes that's so much better." She continued with her brilliant plan.
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Chapter 8
The truce and a prophecy
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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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