Chapter Three: Surprise at Privet Drive
TIME: 1300 HOURS (FRANCE LOCAL TIME)/
DATE: JULY 16, 1997 (MILITARY CALLANDAR)/
LOCATION: ISLAND SAINT ANNE
As the three occupants of the kitchen were drinking tea silently, two quitly talking to eachother and one slowly -ever so slowly- reading a book on Veela Life Debt/Soul Bondings. She had bonded through a Veela Life Debt, which had not happened since Merlin (there have been Life Debts sice but never Life Debt Soul Bond), to a Human Wizard almost two years ago. Since then she had been memmorizing the book so when her Lord/Soul Mate appeared again she would be fully able to serve and service him, and any companion he desired "Hopefully NOT!", they were desturbed by the sound of approaching aircraft. By the sound of it, at least two lowf lying Helicopters. What would Muggles want out here? They left their house, the two Adults having their wands up their sleevs, just incase. There about three hundread metres off the coast of the Island and approaching at speed, was one large Helicopter and two flanking smaller ones. The Male (Monsieur Delacour) Recognised the smaller ones from his time in the French Army. They were all black Black Hawks (Sikorsky S-70A-9 Black Hawk to be exact) "Why would the Australioans be here?" He thought in french. Watching the Helicopters approaching sent the three and the one in the house watching through a window as her now ex-boyfriend explaind somethings to her, brought back memmories of two weeks ago. When one of the smaller Helicopter delivered a Royal Visitor and his detail of four Australian 1SASRS (Number 1 Special Air Service Regiment Squadron) Members.
Two weeks ago. Same Place.
As the two muggle-born Black Hawk pilots from the 5th Aviation Regiment (Australia) B Squadron, flew their all black (no insignia or flags, not even a serial number) Helicopters across the water, their crew chief came in. Looking back the crew chief glanced at their passengers. One member of the English Royal Guard, and four Australian 1SASR men. The SAS men were dressed in basic BDUs (Batlle Dress Uniforms), with Combat Vests over the top. The leader of the squad had his helmet attached o the back of his vest. They all had different pouches on their vests for multiple reasons and uses. They also had different weapons, their main weapons strapped to their chests, and secondary weapons, mainly for CQC (Close Quarters Combat), strapped to their backs and pistols on their hips, even though the team leader had on on his vest, along with one each on his thighs. Strange enough to have a Royal Guardman there, but to have a small squad of 1SASR screamed out something was going down. He had been given three slips of paper giving the address of a family called Delacour, and instructed to give one each to the pilots, then burn them and toss them out the window. He shrugged as he handed the pilots their papers. They looked at the small bits of paper and glanced at the man.
"Don't know. Just got told to read it, and burn and toss it out the window." The crew chief said, pulling a lighter from his flight jacket, he light the piece of paper a flame, and tossed it out the pilots window. The pilots gave him back the pieces of paper and continued on their flight path. Coming in for a landing, the pilots saw a man and a woman come out of a building. As the side door opened, the lead SAS member stepped out and scanned the area. Noteing the incoming people, he recognised them from his briefing.
"CLEAR!" He called into the Black Hawk. The Royal Guard member stepped out and watched the approaching people. As they stopped a good ten metres away, the Guard stepped forwards with the Squad Commander.
Vernon Dursley is not pleased! No, indeed he is not pleased. His nephew is home again for the summer and that lazy brat did not come out to make the breakfast for his family! No, this is not acceptable.
He opens quickly all the locks from the Freak's door, slams it open and steps into the little room, looking around in rage ... and freezes!
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" he roars.
On the Freak's bed he expects to see the Freak, but what he really sees is: Harry, two beautful women, and wrapped in a small blanket is the smallest female he ever saw. Next to the Freaks bed were four birds, three more then there really should be, and on what looked like a stone block with a sheet and blanket was the most ugliest thing he saw. On his yelling, the creature laying on the stone, snapped awake and looked at him, she, for it was a defenate female, unsheathed a wicked looking blade from hir hip.
"JESSICA!" came the shout from the bed. The one with the sword now pointed at him, looked over at the bed. The Freak was sitting up with the two older females who didn't even have the decency to cover their naked chests from him. Unfortuneately that caused a certain reaction, which caused Rose to giggle. Harry looked at her then Vernon, rolled his eyes and asked the Jemma and Samantha to cover up. And just in time, alerted to his yelling, Petunia and Dudley Dursley came up the stairs. Upon seeing the scene Petunia fainted and Dudley just stood there staring.
"Jessica? Can you lower the sword please?" asked the Freak. The one with the sword slowly lowered the blade but never taking her eyes off the fat older human.
"FREAK! WHAT THE FU…." Was as far as Vernon got. With a wave of his hand Harry silenced his uncle. That didn't stop him trying to yell.
Vernon couldn't believe his Freak of a nephew was ignoring him. He could hear himself screaming at him but the little ungrateful Freak ignored him like he couldn't hear him. 'I'll show him!' he thought as he took a step towards his nephew. That was a mistake. With an almost silent swish of her blade, Jessica had the fat human pinned to the wall with the tip of her razer sharp sword a millametre from his throat. That only caused the younger fat human (Dudley) to reach out to the alien (he couldn't think of what else to call it) that had his father pinned to the wall. Big mistake. One should never ever interupt a Goblin in her/his duties. Were it not for Harry's barked order of "JESSICA, DUDLEY STOP!" Dudley would have been beheaded and then rolled down the stairs and unceremoniestly rolled under a bush or into a ditch and left. That was the GOBLIN way of things. Only the cowards were treated as such, the brave and the ones who died in duels were burried and honoured. That didn't stop her from pulling her secondry blade (a khukuri) and placed it not so gently against Dudleys throat. Getting out of his bed Harry walked over to the oher two humans. Waving his hand they were petrefied, all except their eyes and stuck to the wall. Jessica nodded to Harry and sheathed her khukuri and lowered but not sheathed her sword. Upon her doing this, Harry waved at Petunia who was enervated, petrified and stuck to the wall next to her son and husband.
"Now. Here is what happens. I am leaving this shithole of a joint for my ancestral home. Now here comes the kicker, I was at the will reading of my convict of a Godfather Sirius Black." This got wide eyes from all three Dursleys. They all heard the reports on TV and radio about the man hunt for Sirius Black. To know that he was their nephew/cousin's godfather? Caused them almost to loose their bladder. "Now that I have your attentions, like I said, I was at the will reading of my Godfather a few days ago. I found out that not only was this house owned by MY family (the Potters) but also your place of work Grunnings, that was owned by my grandfather, also a Potter. Now YOU VERNON HAVE ROBBED AND STOLEN AND CHEATED MY FAMILY FOR YEARS. Were it not for Jemma's council, I would have Grunnings FIRE YOU. But I will not. Instead, Grunnings will place you at their Antarctic research station, where you will be the person that cleans the station. And I mean clean. The toilets, the mess hall, even peoples bedrooms. On the event that you do steal from Grunnings again, you will be dropped off forty kilometers from the station, with enough food to last you ONE day. On the event you make it back you will be arrested for theft and sent to prison." At this Vernon lost his bladder. There was a trickle of urine that hit the floor. Jessica backed up sniffing in disgust. Harry made a dent in the floor so the urine puddled and lowered Vernon's feet into it. "Now that you know, you have willingly stayed here rent free since the night I arrived. Therefore before you depart for your next place of employment, I will get every pound you owe me. That equates to 156 pounds." Jessica whispered something in his ear "OK my bad! What I meant to say, was 156,000 pounds. And it will only rise up more every week by 200 pounds until the full amount including the extra weeks on top of it. Once done you will pack and I will arrange for your trip south." Vernon swallowed. That was about a tenth of what he had in the bank. Pulling this out of his mind, Harry smiled. "I do believe that would be a tenth of what WAS in your bank account. Next I WILL get EVERY penny that you owe my family (the Potters), and I mean EVERRRYYY penny. That includes the Eight HUNDREAD POUNDS a month that was deposited into your account by Dumbledore to make sure I was unaware of my heritage even up until this very month. Now I am being very nice here. All 624000 pounds WILL be recovered. The nice part is that I will not add on another pound till it is recovered. Now how much dose THAT leave Jessica?"
"About 780000 Pounds in the account."
"Right next is Grunnings itself. This you can have some breathing room. The seven HUNDREAD THOUSAND you owe my family from arranging said money to go into another account, that not even Aunt Petunia knew about, then that transferred into you normal account. Each and every week, you worked there as manager, hell you even hired an assistant, that never even saw a tenth of that money, so you could arrange said money. On top of that, Aunt Petunia you won't like this part, you pretty much had an affair with her, arranging to meet in hotels and her joint and even here in your own bed, after removing any trace of family (pictures, clothes and the like), you had sex with her while Aunt Petunia was on all those holidays, you set up from all that money, while Dudley here was at school. And that you had paid for the holidays with cash in hand and a little more to bribe the booking agents to stay quite meant that you didn't get that spending on your account. Gathering that you are thinking about the last and next time you can do that, I can see that she is but ten years older then Dudley and myself. That puts her roughly about twenty years younger then yourself and ten years younger then Aunt Petunia. And that last time you slipped her drugs that would make the pill she was on not able to do its job. And that it was a month ago; you should be receiving a note for maternity leave from her pretty soon. That is if she decides to keep it." At that Petunia glared at her husband. After sixteen years of marriage, it looked like it all came down to this. Hell the only reason she had married him was because she fell pregnant. And that she can't remember the night passed having a single dink? Had her thinking. If he could do this to her, and if the Freak was correct, to another woman ten years her younger, who else is out there alone and with a child who dose not know their real father? It made her sick. Sensing this Harry conjured a bucket and let Petunia go from the spell. Petunia grabbed the bucket and threw up the contents of her stomach. After she had finished Harry asked her;
"Are you ok Aunt Petunia? I know this must be rough on you. From what I can gleam from his mind, there is an unknown amount of women out there who used to 'date' him. Even before he got you pregnant. I guess that because Dumbledore had 'requested' he marry you, because your my blood family, this maybe why he hates magic even more so then you. It quite literally fucked up his routine. And now that his dirty laundry is out for all of us to see, I can get my lawyers to set up a divorce document if you want. I will also throw in this house for you alone to live in. Rent free if you want." This threw the three Dursleys. About five minutes ago, he was yelling a screaming at them, mainly Vernon, and now he was offering to set Petunia up for life.
"You'd do that for me?" croaked his aunt.
"Yes. Even though you hated me for having my mothers eyes, a constant reminder of what you once had and lost due to magic, I can tell through your many memories, that you once wanted me to have a normal enough life, were it not for Dumbledore (again), I would of at least grown up with one relative that loved me." Harry said with a smile. Turning back to Vernon, Harry's face returned back to the stone that he was before. "You will have one week to pack. If you are not packed by then, and I mean everything (clothes, bathroom gear, even your secondary phone you have for your assistant) I will toss you out. By then Grunnings will have had notice that head office has posted you down south, they will have a flight for you, ready to leave, all details will be finalised. Now Jessica here will escort you to your computer, where you will transfer all monies owed to me to my account. Considering Jessica works for the bank that the money has come from, she will know the details required for the transfer. Jessica? If he dose not comply? You know what I have in mind." The Warrior Queen Black Goblin smiled. Harry let Vernon fall. Getting up he narrowed his eyes. Before he spoke Jessica turned him around, and marched him out the bedroom. "Now Dudley. I can see in your mind that you have no interference from Dumbledore. That makes you a down right fat bully." Dudley gulped. Or tried to. "And as my life mate," Dudley's eyes grew big. "Jemma here has ALL my memories. Everything you have said or done to me. Every time you punched me, kicked ME, CALLED ME A FREAK, SWORE AND TOLD LIES AT AND ABOUT ME AND SHE KNOWS." Jemma rose and glided over to her Harry. Starkers. She wrapped her wings and arms around him, calming him down. "Thanks babe. I needed that. As I said, Jemma here knows everything. Therefore as my life mate, I am leaving it up to her to do to you as she wishes. Whatever she dose to you, she has my backing in both monitory value, and human backing." Harry told Dudley, and as Jemma was naked Dudley couldn't stop the lust rising in his eyes. Jemma smiled as she was covered in a bright light. When it vanished Jemma was wearing a blood red satin dress, that was formfitting and hugging her every curve, bringing out both her breasts and when she twirled around Harry noticed that it brought out her arse as well. "Alright everyone lets go." Harry said and the other women, now all dressed, passed Dudley and Jemma on the way out.
"Is that all true?" asked Petunia
"I'm afraid it is Aunt Petunia. You see, when I went to the will reading, I passed certain tests to see what else I was in line for, for getting." With that, Harry smiled. Reading his Aunts mind, he glimpsed at her passed. "And seeing from your memories, you were actually into women. Due to a bad deal from another man, that left you not wanting to touch a single male." At that they both blushed. "Now were it not for a night you don't remember, you at the least would have been single, or at the most you would have been married to the woman you were dating at the time." She blushed even deeper. Sensing his Aunt was un-comfortable, he glimpsed at the identity of the other woman. Seeing this in her mates mind, Rose slipped from the house. She roamed through time and space till she found the woman. Seeing she was alone and not having a ring on her finger, Rose sent this image to her mate. Seeing this, Harry smiled. "One of my other mates, Rose, has just found your previous girlfriend. From what she glimpsed of her mind, I can tell Josephine is still single, and without a date for this next Friday night. Rose has just placed your mobile number into Jo's head. You should be receiving a call or message soon." Harry said. "I'm heading off now. If Vernon gives you a hard time, call for Firefly or Serenity and they will get you out of where ever you are and straight to Potter castle's Libraray. There you will find a painting of your sister. It can talk. So talk to her about it. In fact. Serenity." With that a beautiful white bird, larger then the young mans' regular owl, burst into the living room in a ball or white fire. It spooked his Aunt and she was ready to scream, when the white bird flew to the back of her nephews' chair, singing a beautiful song. The tune instatly soothed his Aunts' nerves. "Serenity, is a Phoenix. She will be able to get you from where ever you are. Even if there are magical wards up to keep you where you are. Just call her and she will come. Isn't that right my beautiful girl?" with her nephews fingers stroking the beautiful birds chest, the Phoenix seemed to puff out her chest, like comfirming she was up to the task. "Well, I'll be going now. Jemma is nearly finished with Dudley. You don't want to know what happened up there. He wont be saying anything either…" it was like saying their names brought the two people into the room. Jessica marched the fat older male into the room. He looked ready to start yelling again. When everyone was gathered around, Harry held out his arms and the white Phoenix landed on hs shoulders, the other females held on to his arms, and with a mighty big ball of white fire, the group disapeared.
"HOW DARE THAT UN GREATFULL LITTLE FREAK DO WHAT HE DID TO US. WHEN HE SHOWS UP NEXT TIME, I WILL SHOOT HIM." And with that he went up stairs and got his mobile. He soon left and got into his car. Muttering about un greatfull little freaks the whole way. He left the drivway with a skdding take off. Half an hour later, he arrived back home with a shotgun. "IF YOU SAY ONE WORD OF THIS TO ANYONE. I WILL NOT HESITATE TO KILL YOU…"
"SSSEEERRRREEEENNNNIIITTTYYYY!" screamed Petunia. A ball of white fire arrived the Phoenix glanced around. Seeing the gun and looking through the male humans mind and seeing what he had planned not only for her Companion, but his own wife too, the bird touched down on the scared females shoulders and disapeared. But not before the fat human reached for the big kitchen knoife on the bench next to him and through it. He smiled as the knife disapeared along with the tratouious bitch of a wife. His smile only lasted long enough to bee seen by the four angry birds that had just arrived.