This fic is officially DEAD.

I will be posting chapters up to chapter 16. After all they have been in a drawer for the last year.

I will post four additional snippets that are related but were never included.

When I reread this I could hardly imagine I wrote all of it, imagine my surprise.

Currently I am busy with something that I believe all readers will enjoy. No it is not the other fic that popped up some time ago. No it is not another website, although I have a seventy percent completed one should someone be interested. It is in v2. The server side is MSSQL2000 and it is already built. Not the triggers though.

But I believe there are enough of them as it is.

Treating House elves

When they woke they were ravenous. They immediately left for the kitchen without ado. Harry heard noises and stopped Medusa. You hear that Yes was her simple answer and she continued in peace. When they opened the door they found two house elves dressed in pitch black preparing food and talking to an overzealous Merlin. "Not had good company in a long time." Merlin said in a way that said just in case you wonder.

"Guys we still need to discuss your salary." Harry mentioned as the food was being served." Harry saw both their faces and ears fall. "Harry is too good for us" Winky said indicating the magnificent robes she made them. "We cannot take money as well." How do I handle this? Merlin was blown away. "Harry you gave them this?" "No only the material. Winky made the rest." Harry said matter of factly. Suggest an allowance Harry listening to Medusa followed her suggestion but the elves said "No, Master Harry is already too good to us!" rather to have some finality to the line of thought than to argue with Harry.

So Harry had one more ace up his sleeve. "Will you guys go do some shopping for me?" Both nodded agreement. Doing shopping was something required from elves although the shopping was done differently. Always at the back there was a door only elves could enter and then another elf would assist them. "I would like you to take some money and buy some ice-cream and Butterbeer. Oh yeah. Please go to madam Malkin's and by four sets of shoes. Two pairs for each of you." The last part he said as the two for whom the shoes was, weren't in the room. But they caught on very quickly. Winky stood with her hands in her sides and a face that basically said she was not happy. Harry looking at her could not help thinking of Mrs. Weasley having a row with Fred and George. He started laughing. Seeing the thoughts in Harry's head Medusa started laughing as well. "You two better be back by the time I have finished this food.

There was a collective plop and Harry immediately started eating. "I thought house elves were treated like slaves in your time as well Harry." Merlin asked questioningly. "Sad to say but they are." Harry went on to explain the lot of the house elves and how he freed Dobby as well as what Dobby did to and for him. He also explained S.P.E.W. and the other things Hermoine did to try and free the house elves. Merlin listened intently without commenting. Harry could see he was contemplating every word.

When Harry finished Merlin said rather than asked "You care about them." Before Harry could answer there was two plops. The first thing Harry did was look for shoes. They had nothing on. Then he looked for boxes. Not one to be found, only the ice cream and the Butterbeer. He looked up and saw Dobby had a mark the shape of a steam iron on his head. Harry was immediately infuriated. He looked at Winky and saw that there was nothing wrong with her at least.

"Who!" was the simple request. "Madam Malken" Was the soft reply. He looked almost pleadingly at Merlin who quickly undid the harm done to Dobby. "Accio quill, Accio Scroll" Harry said not bothering to reach for his wand. It happened so quick that it seemed that it was like they were always on the table. Harry immediately started dictating.

You insufferable witch,

What give you the right to steam iron my house elf. If I could be there now I would hex you into the next eon. You will sell the shoes to them or I will make an arrangement to come and visit you.

If you are treating your house elves this way you better change that revolting habit by the time I see you again.

The letter went on and on. There were footnotes and Medusa added a few parts as well. By the time they were done it was a good 2 feet long and for good measure Harry added a few more choice runes and charms he had picked up along the way so far.

Harry Potter,

Ps: We will discuss this further once I am in Diagon Alley

Harry handed the scroll to Dobby who did not need an explanation. He and Winky were gone in a flash.

"You really care about them." Harry went on to explain his family history to Merlin. Afterwards he added "I have only Medusa and those two elves as family"

Madam Malkin's shop…

Both Dobby and Winky were once again in the shop. Madam Malkin saw them and went over immediately. "My master sent you a letter" Dobby said as both he and Winky bowed over almost to the ground. Dobby held his hand with the scroll in outstretched. Who would heal a burn mark on an elf?

"I do not care who your master is I will not sell shoes to an elf. "

Then she made a mistake of toughing the scroll. She slapped it cleanly out of Dobby's hand. But a touch was all that was necessary. The scroll went straight into the air until it was at eye level with Madam Malkin. Then it slowly unrolled itself as if the hands of an experienced porter were involved.

The shop that was rather full as it was lunch break went deathly quit at this display of charms work.

And that is when a duet started bellowing

You insufferable witch,

It was loud enough to hear clearly halfway down Diagon alley. At the beginning of Knocturn alley you would be able to here it. Diagon alley came to a standstill

Fred and George both bearing witness stood with mouths open. They could not describe the play unfolding in front of them. They immediately recognized it as Harry. They knew that when he was unhappy or mad he did get a bit excessive but this. This was not possible. They both tried to put figures together to try to copy this exhibit. They both gave it up and decided to visit Harry. As he was a partner in their shop he would not deny them this.

Finally a quarter of an hour later the scroll was complete. It slowly turned into smoke and evaporated with the wind.

Griphook hearing the angry words of Harry came over and looked madam Malkin over. "If you do not abide by those words spoken I will personally raise the rent on your shop." Turning and leaving he added as an afterthought "I will send a representative to come and inspect once a week for the next two months." Walking through the new channel the milling crowd made for him. Back in his office he would smile and raise a glass to Harry. "You have style my fairy friend." And you have no idée what you caused and I exclaimed. the goblin chirped to himself. What a day

Everyone outside and inside Madam Malkin's started talking at once. They all saw what happened at Mr. Ollivanders the last time Harry was there. And then there is the whole issue of landlord and the bank manager. "Now let us see how you bunch treat house elves now." Fred said to everyone around. "And I suggest you apologize to Harry…We have seen what he does when mad. This was nothing" The twins went on completing each others sentences. They paid and left.

Madam Malkin wrote a good sized reply, helped the beautifully dressed elves, immediately recognizing the material as well as the craftsmanship. She saw them of and went to work on her own elves. The following day Griphook would visit again to raise the rent. He would make his intentions clear and hold the contract out. Seeing the elves he would tear the contract to pieces. Clearly state that the old contract is standing and would pointedly add that he would be visiting the rest of the turfs under his control in the next two weeks.

Live for elves changed drastically in Diagon alley. Owners quickly came up with inventive and inspiring ideas to change the lot of their elves. Giving material too an elf was a quick way ensure they were decently clothed. A book Hermoine wrote on the sidelines sold out in the first three days. "You and your Elf" Showing a picture of her and Dobby on the cover. A lot of people showed their noses at this but a lot more took the time to appreciate their elves.

The trunk…

"That was a bit excessive Harry." Merlin reprimanded Harry in a nice way. Let it go Harry. You have done what you could. Let's wait and see. "Yes it was. But at least there will be no doubt about my intentions." Harry came to his own defence. None whatsoever my love "Medusa don't encourage him…" Merlin reprimanded her for her actions. " … But I would love to see the reaction on their faces." Merlin went on to explain a letter he once wrote to his King Arthur that worked to the same effect. "When at the end I arrived at the castle I was arrested by the Round table and brought in front of him. In my defence I simply asked if it brought the message across. At that everyone including the king started laughing..." At this Merlin wiped a tear away "… and everyone else for that matter. Those were happier times."

Two plops indicated the return of the house elves. They looked fit for a ball. Each had a pair of shoes on for going places and there was a pair for work as well. Now that is much better "You guys are looking fabulous." Harry said as he picked them onto the table to better examine them. Winky playing her part beautifully looked like a school girl for the first time wearing her Sunday school cloths.

After they were complemented the two elves took their charge and started cleaning. Merlin vanished and Harry and Medusa made their way for the requirement room.

When they arrived it was to find Bruce at his own accord waiting for them. The next few hours was spent with Bruce working with different weapons and in different styles. At the end of the lesson Bruce let a couch appear and made himself comfortable. "Harry I have requested a bit of help from your older self. We have decided to request an elf to assist with your training as well." while Bruce mentioned this two elves appeared out of the blue. The one on the left was wearing a crown and Harry, to his own surprise bowed, deeply to this elf. "My Lord." "Harry Potter, you once saved my realm you know." And he bowed deeply as well. "I should be bowing to you. This is the first time that an elf is requested to help train you. As you cannot speak our tongue I have a gift to give you." Harry was still bowed and he could feel the king walk up to him. He felt the elves hands on the sides of his head and he felt a strange tingling feeling flow through his veins. The king spoke into his thoughts directly. "I need to see what you have seen in your life to help you attain my gift."

Harry felt the same feeling as when Snape did the Legilimency curse on him only much more powerful. He immediately blocked it. He felt the probe searching along the way for a weakness and he closed them all. "Sorry, just practising a bit." Harry said. "That is good Harry but I want you too hold me out no matter what. Harry could feel the persistent tries of the king. At one point he felt the king truly knock and try to break in. The king was failing, miserably. "You are very good Harry. Now open a small vent and start feeding me your thoughts." "I cannot do Legilimency." Harry said. "O Harry but you can, just try." Harry did as he was told.

He could feel the connection and slowly started pouring the information across the connection. Everything was flowing consistently. When Harry finished he reflected and he could feel a return flow of information. He received all this slowly and deliberately.

When he opened his eyes afterwards he saw that both the king and his aid both had tears streaming down their faces. "Every question there ever was in our history has now been answered. These songs will now finally be amended to show their fulfilment."

Seeing the questioning look Harry portrayed he added. "Our knowledge is shared Harry. All this was transferred to every other elf in our realm. I will share our language with you as well." Once again he felt the memories flooding his mind. Searching out the connection he saw it was cone shaped where his side was the narrow part. Opening the cone on his side so that it is wider he felt the information flowing much faster.

"Well Harry you are full of surprises. This will go much faster than expected. Lets add some more." What felt like hours later the information flow trickled and died completely.

Dropping to his knees Harry in haste started to build up his mind shields to contain the new information to be able to assimilate it easier. Once contained he slowly started to categorise the information within the compartment he created. There was a lot of information. Magical theory, Healing, battle arts including weapon creation, Elvin runes, culture, music and some other miscellaneous information. To start off with the information was sorted already so it did not take long to sort it.

Once done Harry fell forward on his hands and knees as a headache assaulted him. A single cough escaped his throat and a trickle of crimson escaped his nose.

"What a rush." Harry stated half-heartedly. With a grimace the king replied. "Sorry I forgot how humans tend to act when they receive the load."

"Never mind you majesty." Getting up very slowly Harry continued. "It was well worth it." Once on his feet the king started chanting in an authoritive voice while moving his hands over Harry's face. A blue light encompassed the king's hand. He moved it in slow circles. Harry started feeling better but remained tired. "Bruce do you have a potion ready?" Harry asked his trainer. Without answering he gave Harry the potion. Drinking deeply Harry felt the colour return to his face. All was well again.

"Oh" Harry said. He suddenly realised that he was speaking and interpreting in elfish. "Wow he added." "Harry this here is Alvin. He is the high commander of our forces. His memory will teach you together with Bruce to achieve your goal. Difficult as it is I believe you will find a way to complete it. Remember you may have the knowledge but your body and magic must still adjust. I must leave you now, my realm awaits my return." Everyone bowed as the king vanished.

Harry immediately found himself being attacked by both his professors. Harry was once again back to measuring his opponents and realised they were now cross trained. Bloody Hell he thought as he realised this. They are extraordinary fast and good. I can hardly hear them moving. Medusa said. That is the point we can hear them. Harry answered with a grin. He started pushing the attack now. He found it strange, but he was teaching himself just by observing and analysing their movements.

Fighting both was tiring and then to add insult to injury two quarter staffs appeared. Harry had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach usually reserved for hunger. Harry, I don't want you to touch them or their staffs. Harry grinned like a maniac and said Ok lets try. Harry in his centre started fuelling himself like he did previously with Bruce. He was moving faster than them, a lot. They worked in sync but still Harry was avoiding them like death itself and they simply had no change of touching him. In the end the two masters stopped and vanished without a word.

Harry immediately requested a bed and both he and Medusa were gone – sleeping.

I can get used to this. Harry said as he woke with Medusa on his chest, absently stroking her. She turned her face to him and settled looking into his eyes.

Their wordless companionship was interrupted as the two house elves appeared with food. "You guys are the greatest!" Harry exclaimed to the two house elves slapping his hands together. A disgruntled Medusa asked Do you have to make so much noise? but at the same time going for her food.

They have both developed quite an appetite.

Opening the book professor Vernatoe was awaiting Harry. "Today we will continue using Runes on items." he said while Harry took a seat. The next thing that happened is that Harry took the quill and the scroll out. It automatically started by adding a heading and the class name on the outside of the scroll. Professor Vernatoe stared at the events in front of him in amazement. Then the scroll opened up and the pen hovered on top of the parchment.

The pen started to make swishing sounds as it was writing mockingly. Harry did not realize this and continued to stare at his professor. The pen getting impatient started tapping on the table. Harry still stared at the professor. The pen dropped on to the table, sighed and asked. "Can we get started already?" At this Medusa burst into a laughing fit,

Harry who came too started laughing as well. "It is no laughing matter" Professor Vernatoe exclaimed fleeing the room.

What have we done now? I don't know was the reply. Their professor accompanied by Merlin and Flitchwick returned. "May I?" Merlin asked enthusiastically indicating the pen. "Yes sir" Harry replied waiting for a consequence. "Harry where did you find this?" was the next question Merlin asked studying the quill in great depth together with their professor. "In this room." Harry replied almost pleadingly. "Who placed the runes on the quill Harry?" "I did with the help of Medusa sir. We did" Harry corrected himself. Harry, You, me, we and us is me and you. That is you. Stop confusing others I was just thinking of you as well Thanks but as I said I see it that way in anyhow.

"Oh" was Merlin's reply. "Is there anything else that we should know of Harry" Not wanting to lie to Merlin as he was sure the wizened wizard will know he indicated the scroll. Professor Vernatoe immediately grabbed the scroll and started working on the Runes and charms together with Flitchwick. "That is very well done Harry." A very proud professor Vernatoe and Flitchwick chirped merrily in unison.

"As we would have done this in this module we can move on to something a bit more advanced and interesting. I was thinking of a broom maybe. As charms and runes combines it will be quite interesting. Any other suggestions?" he asked looking at Merlin and Harry. "Yes" Harry almost shouted. "Well I guess brooms it is"

"Harry as you saw in the previous module we covered the basics as well as the fundamentals and mostly theory. Now we will begin the practical side of your tutoring. First of all we will start with what to look for in a broom, the twig, the handle, the wiring and the basic construction of a broom." This went on for at least two days if time was time. The whole time the professors looked in astonishment at the scroll and pen. After that they made a quick makeshift broom and too Harry's surprise he received a task for the next lesson. Make a broom for each of the positions of a Quidditch team. I will require the documentation on one of your scrolls as well as a pen of your design. Harry almost fell of his chair in ecstasy and immediately changed the room for studying. "Children" professor Vernatoe remarked as he went to doze.

Let's complete the documentation for the quill and the scroll first and then get some sleep. Before Medusa could answer Dobby and Winky appeared bearing food for the two. We should eat first though Harry corrected himself. And then I think we should try some sleep. With that they started eating. They did not really need the sleep but it was necessary in its own way.

Slept well? Medusa asked as Harry opened his eyes. Like a baby he answered stroking her vaguely. She purred at his touch. We had a bad dream last night. She said as they lay there. Medusa Yes Harry Please wake me whenever this happens but only afterwards? He asked sincerely. Ok Harry What Happened? She brought the memory up and together they saw McNair explain to Voldemort the happenings in Mr. Ollivanders shop. Voldemort was furious. "Why did nobody tell me this? He asked to no one. McNair went on to explain what Merlin had done to the box and the legend surrounding Pandora's Box. Voldemort could not believe this. "Why don't I know a thing of this?"

At that moment the dream ended. "Merlin" With that the old wizard appeared. Harry relayed the dream to him and they discussed it to some length.