A/N: Hi again! Oh, my! Three chapters in one day! I've out done myself! Anyways, here it is - chapter 5. Enjoy!
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Chapter 5: Say hello to the new me
Harry decided that he would first go get some new school robes, since he had outgrown his old ones. He made his way to Madam Malkin's and went inside, only to find himself standing eye to eye with a certain Slytherin.
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When Draco was finished with redoing the wards on Malfoy Manor, he made his way to his mother's study.
"You wanted to see me, mother?"
"Yes, Draco. I wanted to ask you something important."
"What is it?"
"Do you, or do you not plan to join the Dark Lord now that your father is out of the picture?"
Draco could not have been more surprised if his Godfather had suddenly appeared and started dancing the hula-hula in a pink tu-tu.
"Come again?"
"Do not act so surprised my dragon, you must know that I would ask?"
"I suppose so. To answer your question; no, I do not plan to join the Dark Lord. But I don't plan on joining that old fool either. Is that going to be a problem, mother?"
"No, I was actually hoping that you would say that. I never wanted for you to enter the service of that mad man, but I feared the influence your father might have had on you. I know how you have behaved at school with the whole junior Death Eater thing. But I am telling you now Draconis Lucius Malfoy, that it will have to stop. As a pure-blood, yes, you are higher than the muggle-borns, but it should be beneath you to ridicule them. Also, you will stop this nonsense with Harry Potter."
"But mother…"
"Do not interrupt me, Draco. You may be Lord Malfoy now, but I am still your mother and as such I demand your respect."
"Yes, mother."
Draco pouted and looked up at his mother through his lashes, not acting like the 17 year old that he was. His mother smiled at him, and he gave her a mischievous grin in return.
"Now, seriously, I want you to stop fighting with Potter. Did you know that my cousin was his Godfather?"
"No, I didn't. Who was it?"
"Sirius Black, you remember, it was in the Daily Prophet that his name was cleared a week ago. Apparently he named Potter as his heir, so Potter is the new Lord Black."
"What! But…but that will make him…oh, no. Now he's going to be even more of a git!"
"Well, you're just going to have to be the bigger person about it. You do realize that Potter is probably the only one that stands a chance at beating the Dark Lord? He's already faced him six times and lived. No one has ever done that before. I want you to give me your word that you will not start anything this year; you will not start any fights with Potter."
"Fine. I won't start any fights, but if he starts them, I will defend myself. Is that all? I was hoping to go to Diagon Ally and pick up some new things today."
"Yes, you go ahead. Could you stop by Madam Malkin's and pick up my order for me? It should be ready today."
"Sure. I'll see you later."
With this Draco turned and walked over to the large fireplace. He grabbed a handful of floo powder, stepped in to the fireplace and said with a clear voice;
"Diagon Ally."
Large green flames engulfed him and he was whisked away to Diagon Ally.
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"Blaise Zabini. Fancy meeting you here."
The girl seemed surprised that he knew who she was, since she obviously didn't know him. Harry could see her trying to figure out who he was while she ran her eyes over him.
"Do I know you?" she asked with a cold voice.
Harry placed his right hand over his heart and sighed dramatically.
"You don't recognize me? I'm hurt, I truly am. I mean, you help make a person's life miserable for six years, and then you don't even recognize them? Shame on you." Harry drawled, before turning to Madam Maklin and ordering five new school robes, three cloaks (two for fall/spring and one for winter) and new dress robes.
Blaise was still standing there trying to figure out who he was when Madam Malkin started taking Harry's measurements.
"What do you mean by that? Do you mean you go to Hogwarts? And how did I make your life miserable?"
"Well, I didn't think that I had changed that much. Yes, I go to Hogwarts, and you tormented me and my friends for one reason, and one reason only; the fact that we were your 'leader´s' enemies. Not that I care anymore, this year is going to be quite…different."
Harry turned to Madam Malkin, chose several colours for his new robes, paid his bill and asked that they be sent to his room at the Leaky Cauldron before he made his way to the door.
"Oh, and by the way. If you see Malfoy, tell him I said hi."
"Potter! You're Harry Potter!" Blaise felt her jaw drop as Harry chuckled at her.
"That's right. See you at school."
Harry walked out the door still chuckling to himself. This year was going to be fun.
Now, he just had one more thing to take care of before he made his way out to muggle London.
Turning towards Knockturn Ally, he walked until he found a door marked 'Jasper's'. Without a second thought he stepped inside.
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As Draco made his way from the quidditch shop where he had just bought himself a new Firebolt, he decided that he would go get his mother's things and then head home.
When he entered the shop he found one of his friends, Blaise Zabini, standing there with a look of pure shock on her face. Her dark blue eyes were round as plates and her black hair hung gently down the back of her purple robes.
"Hi, Blaise, are you ok?" When he didn't get an answer Draco tried again, a little annoyed now.
"Blaise? Answer me, what's happened?"
"Oh, Draco…He said to tell you hi. Merlin, I don't think I've ever seen anyone change that much before. He must be six feet tall, and his eyes…and that body…made me want to jump him."
At the last part of the sentence, Draco raised an eyebrow. Blaise had told him last year that she was gay, and here she was telling him a guy made her want to jump him?
"He told you to tell me hi? Who was it?"
"Potter. It was Harry Potter."
"What!"
"I know! He's a guy and like our arch-nemesis, but Merlin was he hot! He said thing were going to be different this year, and I believe him."
"Well, I've decided that we were getting too old for this childish feud anyway, so we're going to leave them alone this year."
"We are? Well, if you say so, Draco. How are you by the way?"
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm the new Lord Malfoy and my father was killed this morning."
"What? Oh, Draco, my condolences and my congratulations."
The last part was whispered and Draco gave her a slight smile. Blaise was one of the few people that knew that he hated his father.
Accepting the packages from Madam Malkin (that she had gotten out the moment he stepped in to the shop) he turned to Blaise and gave her a light hug.
"Well, I must be off, but do come and visit soon, will you? And bring Pansy as well."
"Sure thing, Draco. If you want we'll come when our Hogwarts letters have arrived, then we can go shopping together?"
"Sounds good. See you soon then."
"Bye, Draco."
"Bye, Blaise."
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When Harry stepped out of Jasper's an hour later he quickly made his way out to muggle London. Once there he picked up a map of central London and whispered a spell to make the kind of shops he wanted to go to appear on the map.
The first on lay just a few minutes walk from where he now was. When he came in to view of the shop, he smirked. It was called 'Shock'.
It suited him perfectly, people were sure to have a shock when they saw his new self.
'Harry, are you sure that you should be doing this?'
'Helga?'
'Yes. Now, do you really think that this is an appropriate way to dress?'
'Helga, chill. I've wanted to do this for three years now, but haven't had the opportunity. Don't worry so much.'
'Alright, I'll leave you be…but do be careful?'
'I will Helga, now bye.'
Harry stepped into Shock, and was sure that he wouldn't have to visit any other shops on his map. This was exactly what he was looking for.
There were clothes everywhere, a section with just jewellery and accessories and another with different kind of boots and dr Martens.
He started pulling shirts, T-shirts, jeans and leather pants off the racks. When he had tried them all on and decided to buy every single one of them, he went to pick out several black and red pair of boots. He even decided to get a pair of purple-metallic dr Martens that went up to his knees.
Then he went to the last section of the store and picked out several leather wrist-bands and chokers with spikes on them, and a couple of jewellery to put in his new piercings. Yes, that's right, piercings. He had two rings in his left earlobe and one in his right, he had a staff through his tongue and a pierced lip.
'People are gonna freak when they see me! Absolutely wicked, I can't wait to see their faces.'
He made his way to the cash register and the young sales assistant with spiky blonde hair rung his things up.
"That'll be £1200, sir."
Harry got the money out while she put all of his things in to four large bags. The bags were black and had the shop's name written in gold on them.
He paid and took his bags. Once he was outside he made his way over to the small coffee shop across the street.
He sat down at one of the tables and ordered a double chocochino and a club sandwich. While he waited for his order to arrive he thought about what he was going to do with his year at Hogwarts.
He was going to stop being the Gryffindor Golden Boy, that was for sure, and he had made some plans about defeating Voldemort with his ancestors, the problem was to implement them.
He was going to need some of the other Houses help, and that was the tricky part. Sure, he would probably get help from the DA members, but he was going to need help from Slytherin House as well.
"Here you go, sir. Hope you enjoy your meal." The waiter smiled before he left.
Harry slowly ate his sandwich and drank his coffee while pondering his options. He finally decided on a course of action and made up his mind to write to Hermione the next day.
He decided to stop by Ottakar's (a muggle bookshop) before making his way back to Diagon Ally and the Leaky Cauldron.
"Ah, mr Potter! Would you like dinner sent up to your room, or will you eat down here?"
"No, thanks Tom. I think I'll just head off to bed straight away. Has Hedwig arrived yet?"
"Yes, sir. She arrive about and hour ago, she is up in your room."
"Thanks Tom. Good night."
"Good night, mr Potter."
When Harry opened the door to his room, he was instantly attacked by a flurry of white feathers.
"Hello, Hedwig. Are you alright?"
Hedwig placed herself on his shoulder and nipped his ear affectionately, careful not to nip the earrings, while he stroked her head. Suddenly he heard a warm, motherly voice in his head.
'Of course I'm alright. How are you? You look very different from when I last saw you three days ago. What happened?'
"Hedwig! I can hear your voice in my head!"
'You can? Well, this is a first. Now, tell me what happened to you.'
"Well, you see… …and then I came back here to get some sleep, and here you were!"
'Well, that is a lot. So you are the one, then.'
"The one? The one what?"
'The One. From the prophecies.'
"Prophecies? You mean there's more of them! Will it never end?" Harry put his head in his hands and sighed.
'Of course. But you won't find this one in a book or hear it from a human. This one belongs to the animals. Our gods told us that one day a human would come that was able to speak to all animals and turn into them as well. He would be able to bring the world into peace and he would reign for a millennia.'
"Pardon? A millennia? Then it can't be me, nobody lives that long!"
'We have, Harry. And we will probably live for another couple of hundred years. And your owl is right, you know. You will reign for a millennia.'
'Godric? What are you talking about?'
'Well, we've decided that it's time that you found out.'
'Found out what?'
'You have inherited something else from Salazar and me. Harry, when you became of age, you also became the King of Wizarding Britain.'
A/N 2: There you have it! Please review and tell me what you think!
Till next time/LoveGD