A/N: *Hagrid's letters where checked for spelling and grammar so they would be easily read* Sorry it took so long to update my story but the whole flop around like a fish out of water thing (epilepsy people; don't be insulted I just try to laugh about it, it's either that or sit in a corner whimper and cry . . . Laughing is better) has been interfering with my focusing and writing. I am doing better now so you should be seeing more progress. Thank you to those who have been giving me constructive criticism it helps; I do notice that some of your comments are already in the story, just not defined clearly but hinted at, sorry that will get better.

A/N: As always I own nothing but the OC's.

Harry and the Fairy Flirt

August 1st 1992

Chapter 4: "The Letter's Strike Again"

Harry awoke with a start 'Orria . . .' he glanced beside him to see nothing but bed rolling over he looked around the room in a panic. 'I have only known her for a few days and I am already used to having her in bed with me. I can't explain it but she drives me wild.' He sighed 'I am not old enough for these hormones but Orria said that I've bonded with her; even hinted that hormone thing is a sign of it.' He chuckled and rolled his eyes 'Hermione is going to have fun with this.' Harry sat up and glanced over to his trunk, seeing her curled up with a book he sighed with relief. 'How cute; she fell asleep reading.'

Quietly he got up and went to her side 'What is she reading at this hour?' He looked down at the thin one hundred page book; reading the cover 'The Untold Story of Hogwarts.' Then lying at her feet he saw another book maybe twenty five pages shy of the first one 'The hidden History of Hogwarts. Both books are by a Rapt Bloom of Realm five?' his eyes widened in shock. 'The realms know more about Hogwarts than . . .' He paused in mid thought 'She knew everything I told her didn't she; then why did she let me keep talking?'

He leaned down to grab the books and before he could touch them they vanished. 'That's interesting; I need to ask Orria about that. But not tonight, right now it is time for you to be in bed.' He gently scooped her up her small thin body and carried her over to the bed tucking her in and kissing her gently on the lips.

He turned and grabbed the stack of letters confiscated from Dobby as well as some parchment and a pen. 'I doubt I will be able to get some sleep right now so I might as well get some letters answered.' He lay down on the bed on his back and instantly Orria curled into his chest and started purring.

'I will never get tired of that.' He ran his hand through her hair brushing it away from her round face. Standing the top of her head came to his chin but laying down she fit nicely against him. 'She makes me look like I'm one of those gay vampires with her tanned skin.' He ran his hand down her arm and she giggled in her sleep.

Turning his attention to the stack he opened the letters from Hagrid to read first, one at a time.

[Letter]

Harry,

I miss you; Hogwarts just isn't the same without you. I can't wait to see you again. I got a new pet; you'll like him he's a cute little bugger a sweet little Hydra. I named him George 'cause he kinda reminds me of the little tricksters. He's a rare one he is; Dumbledore doesn't think I should have him, he says he is too aggressive that he could bite a student but I said hogswollup he ain't got it in him to hurt anyone.

Write Soon,

Hagrid

[Letter Ends]

"Didn't Hermione say he was bitten?" His brow furrowed in concentration "Hm this should be interesting." Harry chuckles "Well, I guess only he didn't see it coming, this should be good, on to his second letter." He tucked the letter aside and opened the other letter from Hagrid.

[Letter]

Harry,

It's awful nobody will let me forget; the 'I told you so' comments are getting bothersome. Snape is the worst. I can't believe he bit me, I fed him cuddled him and protected him from all the nasty comments going around here. I had to send him away; Dumbledore wouldn't let me have him here if he bites; seeing as that he did bite I can't keep Dumbledore from sending him away. Why haven't you written back; is everything alright?

Hagrid

[Letter Ends]

"Poor Hagrid, I can't believe he didn't see it coming; I mean everybody else saw it." Harry tucked the letter aside with the first and pulled out the pen and parchment.

[Letter]

Hagrid,

I am fine, I wasn't receiving my letters; some house elf named Dobby was taking them; but when the little bugger was here trying to convince me not to go back to Hogwarts I did managed to get the letters back. I am sorry to hear about your pet, but I could have told you that would happen; everybody knows that Fred and George will surprise you at every turn so I'm not too sure it was smart naming it that. Maybe if you had picked a different name it would have helped; you could have named it Ron and then it just would have gone around insulting everyone. Hermione says he has changed. Do you know what happened to Ron, from what she says he seems a bit more arrogant, troubled? Do you know what happened?

I can't wait to see you again,

Harry

[Letter Ends]

"Well, maybe I should stop putting of the inevitable; I do need to read Ron's letters before I read Hermione's she has already told me he has changed, If he doesn't start treating Hermione with some respect than I might just . . ."

Orria stirred a bit yawning she stretched and opened her eyes blinking sleepily at him "What are you doing?" Her eyes got huge and she quickly looked around the bed and jumped to her feet racing around the room searching the floor.

"Your books vanished . . . Can you tell me why you were reading The Untold Story of Hogwarts and The hidden History of Hogwarts?" He raised an eyebrow then grinned as she wrung her nightgown nervously "Why didn't you let me see them, why didn't you tell me that your realm knows more about the school?" He set the letters and parchment aside and scooted to the edge of the bed "Now I feel like a bloody fool going on and on about things you already knew."

She smiled "oh Harry," she sat down beside him and rested her head against his shoulder "I didn't think it was important to tell you the things I know; most of it is gossip anyway." She smiled "Fairies love gossip. Plus from what you tell me most of what is written in those silly books is fake" She kissed his cheek and giggled when he smiled, but the smile soon faded "what's bothering you?"

"It's Ron," He stood up and started pacing the room "Hermione says he has changed but how can he have changed so dramatically in one summer." Orria fidgeted and Harry noticed "What, what aren't you telling me?"

"Well. . . As I said Fairy magic can't be detected but I sort of . . ." Harry frown and closed his eyes worrying "Harry it's not that bad, I just put out a magical protection order on you as soon as I had the dream."

"A what;" Harry was confused "wouldn't that alert everyone that you are with me? Why bother hiding you if everyone knows anyway; why would you do that?"

"Relax, a magical protection is just an alert that goes out to all magical beings that know of Fairy magic telling them that a fairy has bonded or will soon bond with this person and therefore is under their protection. It's kind of like saying don't mess with him or you deal with me" she frowned, a growl creeping across her face.

'I really don't want to see her mad, I feel sorry for the person who pisses her off." Harry smiled and sat back down on the bed next to her. "So what does this have to do Ron?"

"Since I am protecting you some people might see that as a threat. So it's possible that D - . . . whomever this Dark Lord is might have convinced him . . . oh stop frowning at me he wasn't a good guy anyway so what does it matter if the rude brat shows his true colors" Orria pouted.

"What do you mean Dark Lord; you say that as if the Dark Lord isn't Voldi- . . ."

"It isn't, I mean he is a bad guy but the Dark Lord mentioned in prophecies isn't actually him; enough questions, why don't you just read your letters and I'll make you a snack."

Harry sighed and scooted back into a resting position pulling out Ron's letters. "Alright, let's get this over with."

[Letter]

Harry,

Things at the Burrow are going the same as always, Percy is driving me nuts, Fred and George are in a pranking war and Ginny won't shut up about you, it's pretty pathetic if you ask me. Mum and Dad are on about a new crack down on Magical items. I can't help but miss Hogwarts right now, you and Hermione are much easier to get along with then this mad lot.

Write soon,

Ron

[Letter Ends]

"Wow that was normal," he frowned 'I wonder; is what Orria said true. Did this Dark Lord talk to Ron?' He sighed 'She started to say something but stopped herself.' He leaned his head back nervously as Orria set a plate on his lap and curled up next to him 'I was getting used to the idea that Voldi was after me; at least with him I know who was after me and why. But with this guy . . . I don't even know who he is!' He took a deep breath and took a bite"ok on to the next letter I guess."

[Letter]

Harry,

I had the weirdest day today, Mum and I both got post from Dumbledore; mine says he wants to talk to me tomorrow. He'll be stopping by for lunch; Mum has kicked out the whole lot for the day saying the meeting is more important, but Dad isn't going to be able to make it because of some emergency that came up just tonight. Bloody hell I hope I haven't screwed up somehow; I'll let you know.

Ron

[Letter Ends]

"Hm;" Harry sat up suddenly awaking Orria huffing in frustration he looked through the remaining letters "All from Hermione, that's the last letter I got from him?" Orria avoided his gaze and curled back up next to him quickly fell back to sleep. "What did Dumbledore say . . ." Harry's face went white "Dumbledore; no it couldn't be." He looked down at Orria a wave of panic, frustration and betrayal rushing through him. "Never judge a book by its cover." He tossed the letters aside and curled up with Orria; wrapping his arms around her he pulled her close and wept silently as he fell asleep.

August 2nd 1992

The next morning Harry awakened to silence downstairs and Orria humming as she paced around the room rifling through an old book. He smiled happily as he watched her slender curvaceous form glide effortlessly across the floor as if she was dancing. Every now and then she would stop tap her foot the grunt in annoyance. 'She's really into that book isn't she . . .' he grinned mischievously 'Maybe I can read this one; she is so into it she won't notice me sneak up beside. . .'

"Don't even think about it" Orria waved her hand and a plate of food appeared on the bed "Eat your breakfast and then we'll talk."

"Why so serious Orria, what's happened?"

Orria didn't say a word she just pointed to the newly arrived letter on the desk "eat first please I need to look up a few more things."

While Harry ate Orria paced anxiously, only reading and not giving even a glance in his direction. She maintained the same stern frown that was starting to scare Harry 'I haven't seen her like this' Harry finished his food quickly and then set the plate down. "What's wrong Orria, you've never been like this."

"You have received an unexpected letter. . ." She frowned turning to look at him "I don't understand why she suddenly has changed from what everyone in all seven realms saw her as?" She stomped her foot with a clear pout "I don't like this," She pointed her finger at him accusingly "You'd better not even think about it; I don't like this girl . . . I don't trust her!" With that she turned away from him pointed to the letter than stood there sulking with her arms folded across her chest.

Slowly Harry got up and walked over to the desk and retrieved the letter. "Who sent this, I don't recognize the handwriting" Orria growled and Harry couldn't help but smile, he walked over and kissed the top of her head "Relax love; I'm sure it's nothing." Orria sighed, rolled her eyes and then pinched the bridge of her nose.

Harry sat down and opened the letter.

[Letter]

Harry,

I know you don't know me but I had to warn you; something is up, I don't know what because mum and Ron won't talk when any of us are around but they are always whispering when they think nobody is listening. I did catch a small portion of the conversation recently and apparently they are planning on doing something awful at Hogwarts this year. Mum said "she is too gullible to know any different it will work and Harry will not prevail this time" Ron is angry because you have "interfered with his destiny; she is mine" I don't know who the "she" is but I feel sorry for her. Please reread the prophecy they referenced it again and said "it doesn't mean what everyone thinks it does" Mum threatened Ron that if anyone finds out what it does mean it would only be because he let it slip. I used to agree with them Harry but I don't like what they have become; there is such hatred in their eyes. I wonder who they met with that day they made us all leave, they never told us. Did they tell you, do you know what he said?

Write back soon,

Ginny

[Letter Ends]

Harry looked up at Orria who was standing there arms folded glaring at him "Orria dear I don't even know her, besides I don't know if she is being completely honest" Orria's pout melted and she relaxed a bit staring at the floor with a sad frown. "Orria, if she really didn't know who it was that came how did she know it was a he?"

Orria smiled, "I'm glad you caught that." She bounced over to the bed and sat down in his lap wadding up the letter and tossing it to the ground where it burned up quickly. "Now let's forget all about her."

"Orria, I wanted to show that to Hermione and get her opinion on it."

"Oh . . . oops" She giggled.

"What are you hiding?"

"Nothing that you need to worry about yet, I want to check on what she meant first" she kissed him deeply "Okay?" Harry smiled and nodded "Good then I am going to continue my reading while you read Hermione's letter's" She leapt off his lap and picked up her book sitting down on the floor she watched as he pulled out the letters and started to read.

'I wonder if she is just trying to find out how much he knows.' Orria thought 'if so then she clearly isn't being told everything; but then what would they tell her: So sorry hun but we are sending you out like a lamb to the slaughter, no offence Ginny but you're just expendable' She rolled her eyes opening the book she flipped right to the passage in question:

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ..." 'Easy enough it is the fact that Hermione has the power to change what will happen with old Voldi.'

"Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ..." 'That part is referencing Harry and his parents.'

"And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ..." 'Yet again Harry; actually it is a continuation of the first part about him.'

"And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ..." 'The thing that Hermione must change in order for the Dark Lord parts to be fulfilled.'

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." 'The last part however isn't a repeat of what was said; it's trying to tell people that there are two Dark Lords out there right now.' She sighed 'If Hermione can't remove the bond between Harry and Voldi that the Second Dark Lord enacted than Harry will die before he can be vanquished.' She moaned with frustration 'this isn't fair; nobody in the seven realms will help me with this and I need to figure out how she is going to remove the link before I say anything to him or I could prevent her from being able to do so. . .' She leaned back against the wall 'If he dies then he and Hermione will never have a child; a child that will vanquish Dumbledore' Orria pouted 'I need a big bowl of fruity Ice cream, a good cry and a nap.'

Harry frowned Hermione's letter's started as a combination between: a recipe book, spell book, summary of every newspaper in existence, Encyclopedia and the world's most complete dictionary, but slowly the dozen or so letters changed. First it was a tear stained letter that made Harry feel awful for not have been able to write back at that point. 'Alright, on to the last three letters . . . please no more crying.' Then the sadness vanished and the temper started to come out . . .

[Letter]

Harry,

I have had it with you ignoring me! The next time I see you I will be giving you a piece of my mind. You had better have a good reason or else. Please be alright Harry.

Anyway, I found a new book with some very unique spells in it; you will probably think I am nuts for this but I am enjoying this book. Most of the spells are for the most repulsive form of torture; I mean stuff that not even the Malfoy's would touch . . . do you think I would get expelled for trying a few out on Ron?

You'd better write back, I have a delivery notice put on this one so I will know if you get it!

Hermione

[Letter Ends]

Without a word Harry moved on to the next letter. . .

[Letter]

Harry,

You got it, you got the letter and still not a word! After what we went through, after helping you pass your exams and then the cruel things you and Ron said and still I forgave you. Plus I saved your bum when you were on your broom as it was being curse and then again in the Devils Snare and you ignore me! First Ron and now you! The entire Slytherin house will look like two year olds compared to what you will see from me! Even Fluffy will be a pussycat compared to what I am going to do to you!

Hermione

[Letter Ends]

'Well at least she wasn't crying. . .' Harry opened the last of Hermione's letters 'considering the violent turn her last letter had I'm worried about the content of this one.'

[Letter]

Harry,

Write me back or you will learn the new spells I have been studying the hard way!

Hermione

[Letter Ends]

'Well, that was expected; however I need to remember to ask her why she didn't put a tracker spell on it to make sure it was being delivered to me.' Harry chuckled as he looked up to see Orria pacing again 'First she is sitting there sulking then she's crying then she is yelling in a language I can't understand' Harry sighed as she stomped her foot and started yelling again 'thank God Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dum-Dum-Dudley aren't home right now.'

Harry grew worried as the cycle started combining in unique ways; first she sat down with a angry look on her face then within minutes she was up and stomping about sulking and saying what Harry thought might be swear words then she started pacing and crying 'I will never understand women'

Harry leaned back against the bed and thought; 'once again she mentions Ron, I wonder why he is behaving this way. Doesn't matter he has no right to talk to Hermione that way. . . Maybe I can get Orria's help in enacting a little payback.' Harry smiled devilishly 'Perhaps I will have her bring him here and make him think Dudley is Hermione and wants him then take pictures and spread them all over. . . No, nobody will know who Dudley is so nobody would care, but if it were Snape or better yet Malfoy!' Harry laughed out loud 'or maybe even both . . . we can make them think they are all dreaming of some hot women, definitely have to work on that one.'

As if the light suddenly came on Orria stopped pacing and took a deep breath "I think that you and I need to get out of here; perhaps we should go to the Isle" Orria smiled. "Then we can send for Hermione and you can talk rather than send her a letter."

"And maybe send for this Luna girl you mistakenly mentioned?"

"Uh . . . well" She smiled at him sheepishly "I guess I can't get around that one; I suppose you won't let me erase that memory will you?"

Harry shook his head "So can we send word to Hermione and maybe you should go get Luna since she and I haven't met yet."

Orria moaned and folded her arms in a sulk. "Why can't you just let your meeting be natural and unplanned?" She smiled and batted her eyes at him.

"Nice try love but that's not going to work besides all you are going to do is find a reason to bring her to the island without mentioning me and then her and I will meet naturally."

"Damn" Orria sulked "I can't argue my way out of that."

"By the way, remind me never to piss off Hermione again. . ."

Orria looked puzzled "Why?"

"Don't ask." Harry chuckled "She has a wicked temper and has the knowledge to back it up . . . that's all that needs to be said about that." Harry picked up the stack of letters and stuffed them into his trunk he then went around the room and collected his things for school.

"Pack everything Harry; you will not be coming back to this rat hole"

Without a word, but just a nod of the head he did as he was told putting the few belongings he had into trunks Orria provided and tucking Hedwig's cage under his arm he nodded at Orria and then in a flash they were no longer in Dudley's second bedroom but standing on the greenest grass he had ever seen looking out over the breathtaking forest, flower gardens, and ornately decorated villages of what he was presuming to be the Island Orria has talked about.

"Spectacular isn't it?" She giggled "Turn around Harry."

Harry did as he was told and had to look straight up at the Castle that was right at his feet; its walls were made of white marble, the windows were enormous stained glass depictions of the rarest animals in the magical community and all of the roofs were made of domed glass. Through some of the glass roofs he saw tree branches and some of the windows were so large they took up several floors. The doors that stood in front of him were easily three stories high. The castle could easily fit three or four Hogwarts inside it; that is if you include the grounds and everything. Above the door was a symbol he didn't quite recognize; but it did look familiar. "What is that?" He motioned at it.

"Oh that," Orria glanced back at the castle as if it were commonplace and smiled "That is the Potter Family Crest." She turned back to look out over the island "Seeing as that you and I are bonded that means the castle is now yours."

Harry's jaw dropped as his arms went limp and Hedwig rolled down the hill complaining sharply as Orria scrambled after, in a desperate attempt to save the owl from vomiting over the wild ride.