A/N: Thanks to Xirleb70: I still think Spike should be mine ....
*grumbles*; athenakitty; muggle: Actually, I was a bit lost on my Buffy
seasons (I had practice the nights it was on), so I kinda combined some of
them .... I think the time line is in the A/N of chapter 4 or 5 of this
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CH11: Back At The Ranch ....
Harry dropped Neville's letter in shock. Hermione? His ex-best friend Hermione? In love with him? Harry had to admit, if he was still at Hogwarts, he would have been quite attracted to her.... But now? She betrayed him! How dare she!
While Harry was raving mentally, another owl flew through the window. He stopped his tirade to read it.
^Dear Mr. Potter,
We are sincerely sorry for your suspected guilt. We hope that you have forgiven the wizarding world, even though we don't deserve it.
However, in light of your absence, the Ministry has given you the full rights of an adult wizard. Due to these unusual circumstances, we are required to release several items to you.
For information about these items, please contact Albus Dumbledore.
Griphook
Head Goblin of Gringotts Bank^
Harry stared at the parchment, willing it to disappear. Then he smirked evilly.
'Maybe a trip to Hogwarts is in store after all.'
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Neville awaited anxiously for Harry's reply. When it arrived, he ripped it open hungrily.
^Hey Neville.
So Hermione's in 'love' with me? Funny that. If she was in love with me why did she abandon me? Why did she desert me when I needed her the most? If that's love, she has a strange way of showing it.
Well, if she mentions me again, tell her I say 'Hello' and give her the message Weasley gave to me. That I don't miss her and hope she falls off a really big cliff. Maybe add a 'ta-ta' at the end. Be creative.
You know what? I'll just tell her myself.
Take care. I'll see you soon.
Harry
PS - Tell Bumblebee to get out whatever things of mine that Gringotts left in his possession. I kind of curious as to what I'm traveling back over the ocean for.^
He stared at the letter in shock.
"Bloody hell."
"Bloody hell what, Neville?" Ron asked impatiently. He was in the middle of embellishing another one of his Quidditch exploits.
Neville didn't take his eyes of the parchment. "Headmaster?" he called out. "Headmaster!?!"
The hall silenced. "What is it, Mr. Longbottom?" Dumbledore asked.
"What did Gringotts leave with you? The things that belong to Harry?"
"A few personal effects of his parents," he said quietly. "Why?"
"Because he's coming for them."
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"How do you think he is?" Sirius asked. Yet again. "When is he getting here?"
"For the last time, I don't know!" Neville shouted impatiently.
Sirius was unperturbed. "I can't wait to see him again."
"We know, Sirius," sighed Remus. "We know."
"When is he - ?"
"Who gave him sugar?" came a voice from the desk. The trio wheeled around.
"Harry!"
"Down boy," Harry playfully admonished his godfather. Sirius pouted. "Kidding."
"How are you?"
"Here we go again," Neville mumbled.
"Fine, Padfoot. Just peachy. How's everything here?"
Remus caught the double meaning behind the words first. "It's alright. Not as bad as last time .... yet."
"Well that's good. Kind of."
"Where have you been?" asked Sirius, inspecting Harry closely. "You're all .... tan."
"California."
"As in America?"
"That's the only California I know about. And don't tell anyone."
"Wasn't planning to."
"I was right?" said Neville.
"About Macnair? Yeah, that was me." Harry shrugged. "He used Polyjuice potion and took my face. I had to get back at him some how."
"The Death Eaters?" asked Remus quietly. "They know where you are?"
"Apparently." At his friends worried looks, he quickly continued. "But don't worry. I can take care of myself."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Anyway, I really need to hurry. There are some .... unpleasant things I have to take care of while I'm here. And I don't have much time."
"Why not?"
"I - I start at a Muggle high school tomorrow."
"Good luck," Neville snickered.
"Well, I've got to pay a visit to the Bumblebee."
"Why do you call him that."
"It's what his name means," Harry said matter-of-fact.
"That's not the only reason, is it?" Remus asked.
"No .... he's the epitome of a bumblebee. They look sweet and innocent .... a bit fluffy," he chuckled, but turned serious. "But they can sting like any other bee."
Sirius, Remus, and Neville exchanged nervous looks as Harry left the room.
'Would there be any pieces of their Headmaster left when Harry was finished with him?'
CH11: Back At The Ranch ....
Harry dropped Neville's letter in shock. Hermione? His ex-best friend Hermione? In love with him? Harry had to admit, if he was still at Hogwarts, he would have been quite attracted to her.... But now? She betrayed him! How dare she!
While Harry was raving mentally, another owl flew through the window. He stopped his tirade to read it.
^Dear Mr. Potter,
We are sincerely sorry for your suspected guilt. We hope that you have forgiven the wizarding world, even though we don't deserve it.
However, in light of your absence, the Ministry has given you the full rights of an adult wizard. Due to these unusual circumstances, we are required to release several items to you.
For information about these items, please contact Albus Dumbledore.
Griphook
Head Goblin of Gringotts Bank^
Harry stared at the parchment, willing it to disappear. Then he smirked evilly.
'Maybe a trip to Hogwarts is in store after all.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Neville awaited anxiously for Harry's reply. When it arrived, he ripped it open hungrily.
^Hey Neville.
So Hermione's in 'love' with me? Funny that. If she was in love with me why did she abandon me? Why did she desert me when I needed her the most? If that's love, she has a strange way of showing it.
Well, if she mentions me again, tell her I say 'Hello' and give her the message Weasley gave to me. That I don't miss her and hope she falls off a really big cliff. Maybe add a 'ta-ta' at the end. Be creative.
You know what? I'll just tell her myself.
Take care. I'll see you soon.
Harry
PS - Tell Bumblebee to get out whatever things of mine that Gringotts left in his possession. I kind of curious as to what I'm traveling back over the ocean for.^
He stared at the letter in shock.
"Bloody hell."
"Bloody hell what, Neville?" Ron asked impatiently. He was in the middle of embellishing another one of his Quidditch exploits.
Neville didn't take his eyes of the parchment. "Headmaster?" he called out. "Headmaster!?!"
The hall silenced. "What is it, Mr. Longbottom?" Dumbledore asked.
"What did Gringotts leave with you? The things that belong to Harry?"
"A few personal effects of his parents," he said quietly. "Why?"
"Because he's coming for them."
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"How do you think he is?" Sirius asked. Yet again. "When is he getting here?"
"For the last time, I don't know!" Neville shouted impatiently.
Sirius was unperturbed. "I can't wait to see him again."
"We know, Sirius," sighed Remus. "We know."
"When is he - ?"
"Who gave him sugar?" came a voice from the desk. The trio wheeled around.
"Harry!"
"Down boy," Harry playfully admonished his godfather. Sirius pouted. "Kidding."
"How are you?"
"Here we go again," Neville mumbled.
"Fine, Padfoot. Just peachy. How's everything here?"
Remus caught the double meaning behind the words first. "It's alright. Not as bad as last time .... yet."
"Well that's good. Kind of."
"Where have you been?" asked Sirius, inspecting Harry closely. "You're all .... tan."
"California."
"As in America?"
"That's the only California I know about. And don't tell anyone."
"Wasn't planning to."
"I was right?" said Neville.
"About Macnair? Yeah, that was me." Harry shrugged. "He used Polyjuice potion and took my face. I had to get back at him some how."
"The Death Eaters?" asked Remus quietly. "They know where you are?"
"Apparently." At his friends worried looks, he quickly continued. "But don't worry. I can take care of myself."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Anyway, I really need to hurry. There are some .... unpleasant things I have to take care of while I'm here. And I don't have much time."
"Why not?"
"I - I start at a Muggle high school tomorrow."
"Good luck," Neville snickered.
"Well, I've got to pay a visit to the Bumblebee."
"Why do you call him that."
"It's what his name means," Harry said matter-of-fact.
"That's not the only reason, is it?" Remus asked.
"No .... he's the epitome of a bumblebee. They look sweet and innocent .... a bit fluffy," he chuckled, but turned serious. "But they can sting like any other bee."
Sirius, Remus, and Neville exchanged nervous looks as Harry left the room.
'Would there be any pieces of their Headmaster left when Harry was finished with him?'