The Wizard's of the Djinn
A/N; Thanks for everyone for being patient, I have broken my flash drive so I couldn't upload anything cos of the fact that my laptop doesn't have internet. But now it does so I have seven chapters over my three stories to upload but I wont do them all tonight. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 3; Harsh Charges
Azkaban; October 9th
Harry chuckled lightly as he watched the Dementors flee from his cell as they all but threw his food bowl onto the floor. After the first few days of practicing his new magic he had noticed that the Dementors fled from him if he only took a bit of magic from his core and willed it. Carver had taught him how to use the Marid's presence inside him to give across a feeling of fear that would make anything draw away from him in fear, including the Dementors.
Harry couldn't help but laugh when he thought of it as revenge against the way he was affected in his third year.
As soon as the Dementors had got far enough away from Harry cell a small fish jumped out of the drain on the floor of the cell and after flopping around on the floor for a few seconds changed into a Gargoyle, similar to those you see guarding the corners of old buildings.
"Nope, nadda, zilch!" The gargoyle carried on like this in a few different languages until Harry finished rolling his eyes at the creature and interrupted him.
"Bartimaeus?" Harry asked in a whisper. "I take it you didn't meet with much luck?"
"Nothing," The gargoyle shrugged before becoming a small boy with tanned skin, black deep eyes and dark blond hair, and sitting down next to Harry and slumping against his shoulder like he had started to do. As the only solid living thing around he had been the one that had started to comfort Harry. Even if the Dementors didn't actively try to attack Harry's mind the very stones of this ancient fortress was rife with their work and couldn't help but affect Harry's mind so that Harry always was woken and comforted by the boy called Luke. "I've look over every inch of this blasted island and apart from taking out everything that guards this place I can't find any way to get you out."
"Can you get yourself out?"
"Yup, that's easy; there is nothing on this fortress to stop my kind from moving. I can just materialise in and out." The boy said.
"I think I've got another idea on how to get out of here anyway, but I need to think on it for a while." Harry pondered for a few seconds before putting the idea into the back of his mind for Carver to ponder over.
"Hey Bartimaeus," He paused, "Since your going to be around for a while can I call you Luke?"
He received a nod so continued, "How come you have this form? I mean you can turn into any form but you always go for this one and your Gargoyle form when you can."
Harry got a small smile in return, "Ok, I'll tell you a story." Luke smirked, "One of your ancestors charged me to protect his best friend's new born son for as long as the child was alive. It was one of the longest charges ever given to me. I took the chance to get to know the kid and became its friend from when he was three. This kid, Luke and I became best friends, he knew I was a Djjini but didn't much care and I took my charge seriously by protecting him. But on Luke's sixteenth birthday he and his father were attacked. Luke's father told me to just protect Luke and to forget about him but I still failed. I sent up a call for help but I couldn't fight against the four Afrits that attacked the house. They completely destroyed his father and when they almost killed me Luke banished me thus ending my fight."
The boy beside Harry paused for a few seconds to gather himself. "He really was my friend and he refused to watch me die to protect him and saved me when I slipped up. I had just killed one of the Afrits, mainly with a lot of luck but I was distracted and another sent a Detonation into the side of my head which nearly killed me. Luke died quickly after he saved me but he still died when I should have gotten him out so I use his form and that of his families crest whenever I can so that he knows that I will never forget what he did for me."
Harry sat in silent shock for a few minutes as he felt tears from the Djinn beside him settle through the rag that used to be his t-shirt. Harry had thought that there must have been something behind the Djinn's seemingly fountain of hyperness but never thought it was a way around the pain he could actually feel coming off the poor thing.
He turned his attention to Carver whilst he allowed 'Luke's' head to settle into his lap and whilst he talked to Carver he stroke the boy's hair till he fell asleep.
'Did you know about that?'
'Yes,' came the highly sober voice from the back of his mind, 'Every member of you family is told the story even though Bartimaeus has never before told the story to anyone of either of our families. It is a warning that both of our families have taken and from it we remember to never allow it to happen again. Not since that day have either of our families charged someone to protect for a life time and risk getting attached like that again. He must really trust you to have told that story, he refused to be drawn out of our realm by your family for over four hundred years after Luke's death and only when a common Wizard of the Hand attempted to summon him did he show again. The remains of that idiot Wizard were never completely recovered.'
'Ouch, why did he get the charge to look over me when I grew up then?'
'I was told only that it was because he offered to do it but my parents forced him to watch only through a Mirror so that if something did happen to you he couldn't be blamed. I think he still does blame himself though for the attack on you.'
They continued to chat about Luke's troubles and Harry promised Carver that he would keep Luke around till Luke chose he wished to leave, it wasn't as if he had any friends remaining in this world anyway.
Eventually Harry decided to wake Luke to ask him to carry out his plan that had finally been sorted out in his head by himself and Carver.
"Hey Luke?" Harry whispered a few time to wake the sleepy Djinn and continued when the red eyes looked up at him. "You ready to get me out of here?"
"You got a plan then?" Luke jumped up from his place on the floor and snapped to attention, secretly happy to get a chance to release this friend that reminded him of his friendship with his old Luke. His eyes morphing as he changed his appearance to hide the teary eyes.
"Yup, if we can't get us out of here then we get them to get us out and then clear my name when they do." Harry grinned at Luke in the dark. After Sirius escape became known they added to the wards to stop any physical shape leaving the island without clearance so even the gargoyle could walk through the wards.
"Huh, how you gonna do that one?"
"I need you to leave a paper trail against certain people in the Ministry that would force the Ministry to need to do another trial against me. I need you to place enough reports in appropriate places to call to question whether things were withheld at my trial and make sure that the Prophet gets wind of it so that population knows it. Think you could do that?"
"Yup, I did this once for a smartass who wanted to stage a coup. It's rather easy because politicians are always suspicious of each other. I can have all of it in place for a week and then get someone to notice it on the 20th."
"Go on then, have fun. I've got a bit of summoning to do, come back once everything is done."
"Right then, bye hun!" Luke jumped forward and hugged Harry briefly as he stood and then stepped back and vanished in a cloud of pink smoke. Harry chuckled.
'We'll start the summons in a few days then, and till then I'll practice my Djinn magic for the escape.'
For the next week Harry was as busy as he could ever remember himself summoning five Djinn a day for this one task alone.
Hogwarts; 23rd October
The hall had gone quiet as usual as the delivery owls entered the hall and conversation was just beginning to pick up again until the talking quieted to hushed whispering as every formed groups as they all tried to read the Newspapers that had been delivered to the few students that cared about current events.
Hermione Granger continued to read the paper as people slowly became more agitated.
'Two life sentences not enough or too far?
Just yesterday several sources were discovered that called into question the accuracy of the trial; Potter verses Ministry. Several of our reporters witnessed the uprooting of evidence that shed Mr. Harry James Potter in different lights and we can only speculate as to whether this new information could either give Mr. Potter a harsher sentence like the Dementors kiss or even call to question whether Mr. Potter is more like his Godfather in his supposed innocence.
The Ministry of Magic stated in a press conference yesterday afternoon that this new information would not be released however it had been brought to the immediate attention of the Wizangamont and they had decided that the only course of action that could be taken was the reopening of Mr. H. Potters trial that held place almost four months ago.
We can only wait in these next few days to find out what is to become of Harry Potter, will he be released or executed, we will keep you informed.'
Hermione could see Ron going red across the table as he regarded the paper he had ripped from Neville's hand.
"The bloody traitor, this is his Masters work this is." Ron lost his control and threw a glass at the table, several of the teachers called out but they were ignored. "If he gets out of there I am going to see to it he gets what is coming to him."
"Ron!" Hermione tugged at his robes to get him to sit down, "I agree with you, he betrayed us and he wont get away with it, but we have to be careful how we get our revenge, if he is cleared then we still know the truth at least."
No body noticed Albus Dumbledore listening to their conversation as he looked over at all of the student's reactions to this news. He knew that many of his professors believed that Harry couldn't have killed his surrogate mother or sister but he was disappointed to see the sheer number of students that had sided with Mr. Weasley or Miss. Granger. Minerva had started to stop complimenting her once favourite student for the help that that particular student had given to the rumours about Harry Potter.
Severus Snape was another that he knew passionately disagreed with the trial's verdict against Harry but couldn't hope to sow seed of doubt into the students with a Weasley against the boy.
Another thing seriously troubled the aged headmaster about this most recent development, Severus had not told of any plot to actually cause Harry's release or death at the hands of the Ministry so he didn't believe that Voldermort had planted this information. And his order defiantly hadn't ordered it done and he knew it was planted information because he himself along with five members of the order had searched for anything that could be used to get Harry out of Azkaban and found nothing. So who was it planting this information?
He sighed and banished the paper in his hands as he looked out over the students noticing the strange attitudes of many of the students that had yet again been forced to change their ideas of the boy that they had so often shunned or idolised over the years.
It was after then minutes that he finally noticed it. All of the owls had just flown in and delivered their papers or letter and then left, but that was with the exception of one greyish brown owl drinking from a goblet near to the remainder of the Golden Trio. Something in Albus mind struck a strange note when he regarded the owl. It didn't have the Hogwarts tag or the Ministry or Newspaper ones. He stood in one motion and started to move towards the Gryffindor table to catch the bird that disturbed him but just as he was halfway there he heard Mr. Weasleys voice.
"Hey, what the heck this dumb bird still doing here?" He said loudly and threw a bit of toast at the offending item. Albus sped up slightly but was too late as the bird acted startled as it took off in a fluttering of feathers.
Albus as a last resort tried to cast a captivity spell that would have held a baby rhinoceros but the bird seemed to just break right through it and take off to the ceiling windows and vanished into the open.
Albus silently cursed before heading out of the doors and up to his office as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary.
Outside the greyish brown owl flew out of the wards into the neighbouring village before changing into the body of Luke with a smirk on his lips before he vanished, his spying done. Now he would return to his friend Harry before he staged his escape attempt.
A/N: Sorry about the long wait, hope you like the chapter though! What do you think of Bartimaeus a.k.a. Luke? Please Review!
Thanks to all my reviewers!
Fallen-Legacy88; Let me know when you start your cross-over, I'd love to read it!
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Kaaera; It's the Bartimaeus Series by Jonathan Stroud.
Nimohtar; Next chapter he'll be out, and I am not sure exactly who will be on his side or not, we'll see.
Treck; I don't mind forgive and forget stories but I also hate Ron and therefore he is going to pay in this chapter, probably Hermione too though I don't know, she is innocent and everything in my other stories. She wont go easily though. Any ideas?
