A frying pan did it

by fvdv123

A brother of the Old Guy died and chose the wrong option. He ends up as five-year-old Harry. Watch him deal with the bad guys. This story can't be taken seriously. My favorite targets are Snape and Dumbo, so don't cry if I bash them. When he gets older there will be some girls. so Harry/multi to be safe...

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer:

Madam Rowling, I somehow ended up here, I'll be gentle… I'll do it for free even.

Previous:

Dammed that is one expensive bird, you can buy a lot of stamps for it. Auw she clipped me again! Does she read my mind? The clerk said: "You are lucky, it seems you can make her your familiar. It rarely happens so fast." asking: "How do I do that? I am muggle raised, so I'm without a clue." He handed me a folder and a user manual for handling the bird. With food and a stand it came down to eighty-four galleons, I don't need a cage. Outside the store, I said: "fly home and wait for me."

Well, Home first and sort what is in the trunk, there is bound to be something good in it.

2 Treasure trunk.

Well… that was fun, I took a ride with the Knight bus from hell. How J.K. Rowling came up with that concept I don't know, I bet she had a traumatic experience with a bus driver one day and took revenge on him by writing about him in her books. I tried to explain to the morons what seat belts are good for, but these guys are a lost cause. When I got off I felt like James Bond's martini: shaken, not stirred. They dropped me at my old school, there is no way I let them know where I live, especially not now the blood wards are going to fail. A stop at a fish and chips, and a twenty minutes bus ride later, it was time for a serious talk with aunty and uncle.

Xxxxx

Stashing everything in my room, opening a window for Hedwig so she could fly in, I went downstairs. By now I was already used to being treated like a dangerous animal, pretending to be possessed by mum and dad will do that. The three of them were watching a TV show, I sat down in a chair, patiently waiting for the show to be over.

I said: "Uncle, aunt, I found several things out today, and have some options for you. You did not have any other choice than to take me into your home. I found out I have inherited my parent's home, and want to live there, to be able to do that, you need to give up the guardianship to people from the other side. If you insist that I have to stay then you must allow me to use my stuff in my room. If you agree that I move out, then I have to find some people to be my guardian, I thought it was best to talk to you first.

Three different expressions, Duddi did not want me to leave, Tuni was jumping to get rid of me, Vernon wanted me out but did not want to lose his stockbroker. Duddi complained: "Come on harry, it is not so bad here and I don't care if you are a wizard, I think it is wicked, can I learn it too?" That was the deciding factor for Vernon, the freak was a bad influence on his boy.

Vernon: "Find some guardians, and we sign the papers if you keep getting me information about those companies." I nodded: "I can live with that, but only until I graduate from that school." Seven years of information about the stock market will make him millions. More than they deserve I know, I had my fun though with training Duddi to be a nice guy and keeping the two others walking on eggshells around me.

"This month I'll start searching for guardians, and spend my holidays at school, by next year it will be done. Dud, I'll visit and write letters ok? You are starting at Smelting's this year so you'll be away most of the year too. Alright, I'm going to my room to sort things out."

Xxxxx

Now the first thing to try out is my wand. Has it already The Trace, or do they mark it at school? Hermoine said on the train she had already practiced some spells when she met Harry, even could repair his glasses. My spare wand will stay at home to be certain. I raised my wand and did a wingardium leviosa on a piece of paper, the bloody thing didn't move. Concentrating harder this time I pushed my magic through my wand, before I could say wingardium the paper stuck to the ceiling… silent intent casting? How the hell am I going to pretend to learn spells? Well, I cast a spell, let's wait for the owl from the ministry, according to the clerk from the pet shop it should be 20 mins tops.

While waiting on that owl, I tried opening the trunk, curious what was inside it, the bloody thing did not budge, password protected? I pushed some magic in, that did not work at all. Crap, it needs my blood I guess, picking my thumb and putting it on the lock, it opened. It is a three-compartment trunk loaded with books and stuff. Compared with my shopping list, I only needed to buy two new books and the potion ingredients.

I opened the book on magical theory, a letter fell out, from mum and dad I suppose. It said:

Dear Harry,

I sincerely hope we are sitting next to you when you read this letter. But the odds are against us this time. We are preparing for the worst and hope for the best. We are fighting that maniac Voldemort with a group Dumbledore started in his war with Grindelwald. No doubt we have some traitors among us because our numbers dwindling rapidly. Dumbledore with his too-soft approach is hurting us too, we are not allowed to kill the bastards, while they are happy to finish us off.

A prophecy is made about you or Neville, one of you will have the power to finish Voldemort for good. Right now we are preparing to hide, Dumbledore convinced us to hide in our cottage under a fidelius, telling us our mansion is too big and requires too much magic to cast the charm. We intend to make Peter our secret keeper and use Sirius as our decoy. This is not my idea but Sirius convinced us telling even Dumbledore found it a good plan. At the moment we suspect that Remus turned at us, but there could be others too.

Harry, there is a secret compartment in our library at the mansion with a copy of our Will. Make sure that the Will is properly executed. You are the last of the mainline and people tend to follow their own agenda instead of what is best for you. Tapsy will know where it is.

In this trunk are our old schoolbooks and notebooks. With some extra books that will aid in your study, now that you have opened the trunk you can set a password instead of pricking your finger every time.

Remember Harry, we both love you very much, no matter what you want to do in life is supported by us 100%, make friends, find a wife or even two, whatever you want.

With love,

Lord James Charlus Potter

Lady Lily-Rose Potter nee Evans

Well… thanks mum and dad for the ammo, now I can shoot an old goat, although I better plan first. My brother would storm in headfirst - think later, lash out at everyone, he did it in his first fan-fic of harry, that horny bastard ended with a bloody harem. Hmm… I can do that too, well… in a few years, there is no movement yet down below.

The books were a goldmine, there were notes on the sidelines with tips and comments. Mum included her old diaries, dad his old broom and quidditch tips on how to fly that thing, also his notes for animagus training. Most of all his copy of the marauder's map, he commented Remus and Peter's map got lost, Sirius map was confiscated. The user manual explained to remove your name from the map and to set them back up. I love you, dad!

Xxxxx

At breakfast Hedwig came up in the conversation: "She will stay in my room, there is something on her normal people will not notice here coming or going. Uncle, I need to buy a telescope, the ones in the normal world are of better quality, can I have your bank card, so I can buy one? I'll repay you later."

Grumbling Vernon handed his bankcard to me, yeah right, two years inside info of the stock market paid off big time, the bastard can afford it. After a normal and a horrible Knight bus ride to the Leaky Cauldron, I grabbed a cab to a store that sold telescopes. I bought a small powerful one, it cost a bit more but if you have to haul that thing up to a tower, it pays itself back. Loaded with my scope I took a cab back to the pub. At the Leaky cauldron I ordered an early lunch, served by a blushing girl, I smiled at her, she is about my age, so I ask: "Hello, my name is Harry, can I ask you do you go to Hogwarts?"

The girl stuttered: "I start this year, just like you. Mmy name is H..Hannah Abbot." Oh, one of the secondary players, often coupled with Neville or put together with Susan Bones in fan-fictions.

I smiled at her: "Hello Hannah, then I am not sure you can help me with this, I bought a new telescope and wanted to have someone enchant it. You know featherweight, unbreakable, extra zoom function, you know that sort of stuff."

She responded: "Wait a bit I ask uncle Tom, he knows a lot of folks in the Ally." Hannah came back with an address: "Uncle Tom gave permission to show you where it is if you want." Hmm… the kid is enthusiastic, why not, better to have more friends than none, especially girls.

"I will never turn the company of a pretty girl down and am grateful that you want to show me around. When I'm finished with my lunch, is that alright?" Nodding with a smile she sat down next to me. Not so nervous anymore she started to loosen up. By the time I finished lunch, I knew the story of her life, her hope and dreams, when I got up and left for the ally Hogwarts came up.

Hannah: "I want to be sorted in Hufflepuff, the house of the loyal and hardworking, what House do you want to be in?" I shrugged: "I don't know any, but if I have to choose, probably one with a roof." It took some time for the joke to get through, she asked: "How do you mean you don't know any? Where do you live? On the moon?"

I joked: "Only on holidays, Nah seriously? I grew up with my aunt, a non-magical aunt. I didn't even know about the wizarding world until a couple of days ago, so right now I only know Huffelypuf."

She glared at me: "Huffelpuf! Do not joke about my House! Did you grow up with muggles? That must be horrible." I looked at her: "that depends on the people you live with, if you live with people in the wizarding world that abuse you every day, that must be horrible too. So no, the last six years were bearable, aunty needed a few years to adjust to me, but now we go along just fine."

While we were walking Hannah had hooked her hand on my arm, pointing several stores to me. At the trunk store, I stopped and told her I need a new trunk. Dragging my telescope all over the ally is tiring. Inside the shop, we could choose from a large selection. The fan-fics went overboard on it, so I asked what the biggest trunk they could make would cost.

The clerk: "There are multi-compartment trunks that go up to twenty compartments, but the maintenance for the expansion runes is costly. Up to seven compartments, they sustain themselves with ambient magic, more and you have to provide it yourself somehow. There are legendary mansion trunks, like the one from Newt Scamander's that has a pocket dimension and grow as big as twenty square miles. Sadly, the way to create them is lost to us, the last builder took the secret to his grave.

I told him: "OK, I want a four-compartment trunk, one with an apartment in it and a compartment with stasis charms to keep potion ingredients fresh. Also a multi-layer book bag with an expansion charm" That set me 600 galleons back, but the apartment has several rooms, I joked at Hannah she was always welcome for a slumber party. She colored a nice shade of red on her cheeks. Anyway, the trunk came with all the bells and whistles, I put the telescope in it and shrunk it.

I smiled at Hannah: That is better, now I can have my full attention to the pretty girl at my side." When the blushing was over I guided the conversation back to Hogwarts and the Houses. I summed it up: "Slytherin is for the ambitious and cunning, but lately they are known for to be evil and bullies, Griffindor is known for the brave but currently for the reckless and also bullies, Ravenclaws are known for the smart and studious but currently for bookworms and bullies. Hufflepuff is known for the hardworking and loyal… Hannah? I think you are promoting the puffs too much, what are the negatives from your house?"

She pouted: "There is no negative thing to say about my house, period." I laughed at that: "Yeah, I almost believe you, we will find out soon enough."

The enchanter had a shop way at the back of the ally, inside, I showed my telescope and my list of enchants I want on them, asking if it was possible. The clerk said: "It is possible, one week, it is going to be between 150 to 200 galleons, 100 upfront please." Hannah gasped: "That is a lot of Galleons Harry! Are you certain to spend it on a telescope?" I shrugged: "I looked at Dad's old telescope, mine is a multitude better than his, with these enchants on I can see the flags that the yanks left behind on the moon." Hannah looked puzzled: "Yanks? What are those?" Laughing: "A nickname for Americans or Macusa, the ones from over the pond."

We left the store, I asked: "If you have time, can you show me where I can buy some wizarding clothes? You know? To fit in your world. Hannah got stars in her eyes: "I know several stores, and your trunk is empty, we will have a good time!" Somehow that scares me, I have a bad premonition.

Hanna called out: "Biddy!" A house-elf popped in: "Miss Hanni called?" Hannah: "Can you bring Susi here, tell her I am shopping with Harry Potter." Biddy popped out. I asked: "Do I need to get scared? You are bringing reinforcements in." She scoffed: "Susan is a fellow puff, there is no need to be scared, only if you have bad intentions… you don't have those, do you?" I mumbled: "not for at least two more years." She smacked my arm: "I heard that! And you have to wait until we are in our fourth year for that!" Huh? They already planned for that?

Susan Bones popped in, after some blushing introductions, I got dragged all over the ally, although I am used to it, in secondary school those girls used to drag me around all of the time. A few hours and a couple of hundreds of galleons later, I was set.

At last, I said: "Now I need some new glasses, with some enchants on them. I heard there is even a bloke with an enchanted eye that can see through clothes, I want to know if that is true." Susan screamed: "Noo… that can't be true! That is Mad-Eye Moody you are talking about, he is a regular visitor at our place. If that is true I hex his eye up his… no. That is not a proper thing to say." Sadly the glasses could not be spelled that way, but I got waterproof, unbreakable, and zoom.

The shopping spree was over, my last stop was Gringotts to ask for a muggle credit card I said my goodbyes on the steps of the bank: "Well girls, it was a lot of fun, can I invite you both for a day on the muggle side? You can bring an adult chaperon along with you, how about next Saturday? Nine-thirty?

Hannah looked at Susan, somehow they came to an agreement and Hannah said: "Saturday is busy for me, I need to help uncle Tom, how about a weekday? Monday and Tuesday are my days off."

I nodded: "Tuesday it is, a lot of shops are closed on Monday. Till Tuesday then, bye."

Xxxxx

That went well, I got my foot in the door at two key players, with a bit of luck I meet aunty Bones this month. Thinking about that I entered Gringotts. When they led me to Blooddagger's office he asked me: "Well met Heir Potter, care to explain to me how you knew vault 713 was going to be robbed? Are you a seer? Some things don't add up right, things that even can't be explained being a seer. For example, you behave and talk like an adult, guiding us to remove that Horcrux, how you act with my mother, things like that."

Busted! I have to formulate my answer carefully, or he gets his mommy, granny can detect my lies.

"Well… it started with a frying pan… when Dumbledore dropped me at my aunt, they took it the wrong way and resented me. Forced to house me, they abused me, kept me in a cupboard under the stairs. When I was four and a bit the day before Halloween, my aunt commanded me to get the frying pan with the bacon in it. I had to get a chair to reach it and accidentally dropped the pan. My aunt got mad and whacked me on the head with that frying pan. They threw me unconscious in my cupboard. Then it gets complicated, somehow I got the memories of an old man in my head. That old man has memories from our world, written in a series of books, a few movies, and fans writing stories in different variations about me. It is about me against Voldemort."

When I stopped speaking, I had to repeat it again to granny, because the tosser didn't believe me. Even granny had a hard time swallowing the story."

Granny: "What did you do then?" I answered: "Well the next day it was Halloween I scared the crap out of my aunt and uncle pretending to be possessed by mum and dad, telling them to behave because they'll be waiting for them. It worked like a charm, I got my own bedroom and got treated better. At school I pretended to be a genius and skipped grades, I graduated top of my class in Secondary Education. If I want, I have several offers from universities with a full scholarship to continue my education with the muggles."

Blooddagger: "You are Harry Potter, otherwise the ring would not have accepted you. So you know about future events?" I shrugged: "To a point yes, it depends how much I change events. Did you get Quirrel? He has Voldemort's wraith with him."

Blooddagger: "We got him alright, he is currently shoveling dragon dung, we did a diagnostic spell on him and discovered the possession, we were just in time to lock him in that body. That will keep him in there for four to five months before he dies. The fact that he is still here proves he has made more Horcruxes."

I said: "I can help you get the other Horcruxes if you want, then I only have to deal with Dumbledore and those death eaters. The hardest one to get a hold of is the one at Malfoy. Another is in the possession of a house-elf who got the order to destroy it but is unable to. One is hidden in Voldemort's maternal house, and one in Hogwarts, that one I can get next month."

Granny: "That madman made six? When you make one you are already mentally unstable." Blooddagger: "If we get them within three months, then he can die smelling like dragon shit. Which ones can you get for us?" I thought for a moment: "The Hogwarts one, the one with the elf, he is from House Black, Maybe I can trick Malfoy into giving the Diary Horcrux. The one in the Gaunt shack in Little Hangleton is guarded with powerful wards that are over my knowledge of wards, which is zero. I can try to summon the elf now if you want." Blooddagger nodded. I stood up and called: "Kreacher, house-elf of house Black come here please." yeah I read that in a fan-fic, I hope it works, it doesn't have to be always original ideas no? After a minute Kreacher popped in looked at me and said: "Why does filthy half-blood summon Kreacher?" before he would pop away I said: "I want to destroy Regy's locket. Can you bring it here? I am a grandson of Dorea Black and heir of Sirius Black." now I hope those names are right. Kreacher: "You can destroy the locket?" Granny: "Bring it here and you can watch."

A very motivated Kreacher popped out and back in with the locket, handing it over to granny. I said: "it requires a parseltongue to open it up, I am one, by the way, basilisk venom works too and fiendfyre, and the goblin way is probably best." Granny went away with Kreacher on her tail, Blooddagger turned to me: "Well heir Potter, what can you tell me about the future?" Doing a Yoda "The future, always in motion it is" was on the tip of my tongue but I settled with: "We speak again when Voldy is gone. Now, do you give services in the muggle world too? Like, provide bank cards? I need one for next week."

We finished our business, I got a bank card on an account with a hundred thousand pounds on it… man it is nice to be rich for a change.

Kreacher came back after a half-hour sobbing, his task is finally done. I said: "Kreacher, next month master Sirius will be released, tell the story from master Regulus to the painting of Walburga, and how Voldemort is responsible for his death. Avoid the Malfoy's, they are responsible for the death of the grandfather of master Regulus and want to kill the last son of the Blacks. Can you do that?" Kreacher nodded and popped out. I was spouting nonsense, it was part speculation and part lying, who cares, if it fucks the Malfoy's up I'm good.

Xxxxx

Back home I used Hedwig to make an appointment with the Greengrasses next week on Wednesday. The following days I studied the courses, memorized the books, and read the notes on the animagus transformation. The first line dad wrote was:

The 'normal' way to be an animagus is faulty.

It is designed to discourage people to become one. Holding a mandrake leaf in your mouth for a month? Every morning at sunrise reciting a spell? And the potion with rare ingredients is just designed to discourage people to become animagus.

We bought a potion from a shaman from a local tribe in Canada, it sends you a vision with your animal when you meditate using the potion. Once you know your animal, it is just a matter of time with meditation and getting in sync with your animal, Peter spends a lot of time with rats to familiarize himself with the animals, Sirius spend a summer with a couple of Irish wolfhounds, while I did the same with a herd of deer. I even think you don't need the potion at all, just a trance or dream walk to find your inner beast, Lily did her transformation in five months, she is a beautiful leopard.

I hope I am not going to be a dung beetle, spending a holiday on a dung heap… Anyway, it is something to try for, I already am used to meditating, I wonder how mum did mingle with leopards though.

Xxxxx

I got back into my routine, meditating, training my magic, exercising with Duddi, and memorizing the course books, especially the potion books.

The wand works for me if I don't say the spells, I just push magic through it with my intent and it works, yelling the spells didn't do shit. The ministry hasn't sent an owl yet, so there is no trace on them. I think the mail block is also lifted because I got fan mail, a drawing from a kid and a love letter from I think a Hufflepuff. I thanked the kid, but how do you respond to a love letter? I did not get any in my previous life, I answered that I am still a bit too young to handle beautiful girls, and better wait a few years. We could settle to be a friend though.

By now I was memorizing third yearbooks, Runes were just a few more languages, and arithmancy simple mathematics.

Xxxxx

Tuesday arrived, the bloody Knight bus tossed me all over the place, but I was on time in the Cauldron. Hannah and Susan were already waiting for me in passable muggle dresses, I tried to be a gentleman and kisses the hands. Susan giggled: "Almost right Heir Potter, you just have to brush the hands with your lips." I responded: "Where is the fun in that? I prefer my way. I'll use your way for the adults." Hannah said: "I hope he is going to be good at duels, if he keeps doing this he will get some."

I asked: "Is there going to be some chaperon? Or do they trust me with two not so innocent young Ladies?" Hannah: "What do you mean not so innocent?" Answering: "Well on our chopping trip you both tried to corrupt me to be a Huffelypuf, and to be honest so far it is succeeding." Hey, the wizarding world knows the fist pump. Susan said: "Hannah's sister Peggy and her betrothed Peter Edwards will accompany us." Hannah: "He is a half-blood and knows his way around in the muggle world."

Sis came in with loverboy, I brushed the hand while the girls were giggling. I started: "We are with five persons, so two cabs or we take the bus or tube What do you prefer? Edwards: "Give the full experience, we take the tube, then the bus. Where to?" I answered: "Harrods, then a movie, I have my trunk with me for the bags, or you can call on your elves… dammed I forgot to check my properties. That is for the day after tomorrow. Edwards? I never took the tube can you take the lead?"

Xxxxx

Harrods was fun for the purebloods, when they went in the lingerie section with Peggy, Peter and I looked at each other, I said: "Meh... never show fear before the enemy, and lingerie are men's best friend. Let's dive in and never be embarrassed." Peter: "If you say so." For the next half hour, Peter was tortured by Peggy, who was working really hard to make him blush. Susan and Hannah were still kids so they stuck with normal underwear. When we left the shop I paid for Hannah and Susan's purchases. At the end of our shopping trip we all bought some clothes, I had fun watching Peter getting teased by Peggy, he kept adjusting his pants to hide his stiffy. At noon we bought something from a food stand.

The next stop was the movies, Terminator two was a good choice to scare them out of their pants for technology. Anyway, Peter had the chance to blow off some steam in the dark with Peggy, the girls were captivated with the movie with a big pack of popcorn.

The last stop was dinner, I asked what they wanted, posh, Thai, Chinese, or fast food. Peter knew a good Chinese restaurant close by. You know, I hate chopsticks… it is impossible for me to eat anything with them. The girls got the hang of it after a few tries, I sucked big time. I had to admit my defeat and use a fork. At dinner, I told them how I scared Daphne Greengrass and how the Greengrasses helped me buy my wand. Later I got peppered with Huffelpuf propaganda, four puffs is not fair to deal with, when I delivered them back to the Leaky Cauldron I was almost convinced Puffs is the house for me. We divided our shopping's and said goodbye. I have five friends now.

Xxxxx

The next day I had to take that fucking bus again to the Cauldron, Mrs. Greengrass was waiting for me to guide me through the floo, I confessed to never done it before, the idea alone to stand in a fire is scary, the floo ejected me like those guys in the circus with their canon, I flew across the room and stopped at a pair of legs. I heard a man say: "A first-timer he? It shows."

I answered: "Yeah, I think I lost my dignity back there." Getting to my feet I stood in front of Lord Greengrass. I started: "Pleased to meet you Lord Greengrass, thank you for welcoming me into your home. I hope you can excuse me for some mishaps, cause I don't know wizarding customs." He answered: "No problem Heir Potter, we will give you some leeway, Welcome into our home, you met my wife and oldest daughter, this here is my youngest Astoria, she will attend Hogwarts next year." Handshake for the man, and brush the hands for the girls. No shenanigans when dad is watching like a hawk.

Astoria was an enthusiast: "You are famous! I have all your books! Can you please sign them for me? Daphne is too shy to ask you to sign hers." Daphne: "Tori!"

I asked: "Books? I have books? Can I see one?" hah... she had her collection ready. Harry Potter with dragons, manticores, unicorns, Hippogriff's, Hydra, even a fucking basilisk, saving the princess, pretty witches, you name it Potter did it. I remarked: "Boy that Potter got around a lot, it must be someone else, because I don't remember a thing, Ah, maybe Lockhart obliviated me too."

Mrs. Greengrass: "What do you mean with obliviated?"

I answered: "I browsed through his books in the bookshop. In the year he spend with that yeti he was in three different places. So if he claims he did all that, he is Merlin reincarnated, or he interviewed the wizards who did the actual thing, obliviate them, and claim the deed for himself. I got interested when I noticed it. Even I can tell that man is a fraud, he is more precise with explaining what hair products he is using than what spell he used to actually kill that yeti."

Oops, looking at her face, it seems Mrs. Greengrass is a fan. Mr. Greengrass mumbled: "I told you so." Hmm… I better stay away from the topic. Daphne came to save me: "Heir Potter, please follow me to the parlor for some tea, I have some questions about your magic if you don't mind." Mr. Greengrass: "Yes, my wife and daughter told me about it, it is highly unusual to feel magic so far away. You summoned a wand from across the room, one tuned for you, even helped my daughter with hers. Can you explain how you learned that or is it personal or family magic?"

I thought about how to explain it: "When I was five I went outside and sensed the boundaries of the blood wards Dumbledore erected around our house." it was a good evasion because lord Greengrass exploded: "He did what? Blood wards are highly illegal! The wards have to be powered by a magical being that lives there."

I shrugged: "Granny had a hard time removing everything from me, a blood tracker, a drain to power those blood wards, my magic was bound, when they released the bindings I got three times more magic. There was a rather nasty thing in my scar as well, but it was dark magic of the worst kind, and rather tell it to you in person, so you can decide your children are allowed to know about it."

Mrs. Greengrass: "Granny?" I told her: "The mother of my account manager, she never told me her name but she feels like a granny, she was among them that removed the curse and bindings."

Daphne: "Heir Potter? Boundaries of the wards?" Man, she is like a pit bull, I can't shake her off. "Well as I was saying I was playing outside at the boundary and felt the magic, I am told to be pretty smart, so most of the time I am bored. I started to play with that feeling, circulating it through my body, the Chinese call them meridians and acupuncture points. I did that every morning and evening, when I was seven I started to remember everything better, understand things better, faster.

So I kept on doing the exercise twice a day. When I was eight I started to move things, like marble and lifting a sheet of paper in the air. I kept on improving it, I thought it was telekinesis, muggles cal it so if you move things with your mind. So if you want to learn it, Miss Daphne, it took me six years without missing a day."

Daphne: "You can levitate things without a wand?" I answered: "To be honest I have more control without a wand than with one. The first time I tried a leviosa, smashed a paper to the ceiling. Although I have a question about that wand, we are forbidden to use it and has a trace on it, I am using it almost for a week now and nobody complained."

Mr. Greengrass: "Every wand of Olivander sold to a kid, Olivander put the spell on it himself. Wands from another shop get the trace on the first day in Hogwarts."

Daphne: "Can you help me to feel magic?" Hell no, I read that fan-fic of my brother, I am not touching that. I closed my eyes and felt the magic signatures from the Greengrasses, Daphne has it close to her mother, Astoria more as her dad.

"Miss Daphne, ask your mother to do magic on you, and try to find the same feeling inside your body, even as how small it seems, and start moving it. Miss Astoria, resonates more like her dad. That is all I can teach you, meditation can be done the same as your occlumency training."

Mr. Greengrass: "You have occlumency?" I shrugged: "It evolved in a mindscape. At the moment I didn't what it was, I just started to sort my memories. I have the schoolbooks from my parents now and a book on the subject was with it. I can promise, the first one that tries to read my mind will be very sorry."

Mrs. Greengrass asked: "That leaves the fact that you grew up with muggles, and don't know a thing from our society. As the last Heir of your line, you had to learn our ways."

I sighed: "I was sixteen months old when Dumbledore dropped me off on the doorstep. I could not say I want to stay with someone else. I found out I have a mansion and want to live there, but then I need another magical guardian, there is no way that man gets on my property. My aunt and uncle are eager to get rid of me, they are scared of magic. My guess is I had a few magical accidents when I was a baby and did some damage. It got better when I could control my magic. Does the wizarding world have lawyers?"

Mr. Greengrass: "We have them, but few that want to go head to head with Dumbledore, the ones that are willing are not of the nicest sort. Your best chance is Amelia Bones as a Guardian. She is powerful and honest. I would offer myself, but our family is considered gray, leaning to dark. And it would get shot down in an instant. The light side would never accept that."

"Well… they can't control who I am socializing with, in my opinion, magic has no color, it is the people that are deciding how they will use it. I can kill with a levitation charm as good as someone kills with a killing curse."

An owl flew in and landed before Daphne, after reading the letter she asked her dad: "Tracey want to come over to ask Heir Potter to help choose her wand, I explained how Heir Potter helped me find the best one possible, and she wants the same experience if he agrees in exchange for an appropriate favor from her."

I reacted: "I don't mind helping your friend, but am a bit wary about the favor, what does that mean?" Mrs. Greengrass: "That can be anything, from helping with your homework to helping you buy something via her connections."

I said: "We can do it today if she comes over, that gives Lord Greengrass the chance to witness it himself." Yeah, right the next one needs to pay.