Bandit King
Chapter 18
Runa
During the rest of the week, Harry's classes went as well as he expected. After the incident with, Snape, no one was stupid enough to challenge him, and did as they were instructed during classes, and thankfully, seeing Ronald and Malfoy's former minions, during detention, and the amount of house points taken, nobody thought about refusing their homework.
Most of the students got along great with Harry, and knew that if you obeyed during class, misbehaving outside class was overlooked, or contributed to. Harry did believe that when learning martial arts of any kind, a bit of discipline, whether of self, or for your teacher made things work more smoothly.
Harry had left Ginny and Luna to sleep in, in his apartment that Saturday morning, as they looked adorable snuggled up together once he slipped from them, and returned from the shower, kissing their cheeks, he went about getting ready fore his day. They knew that they would be meeting up with him later in Hogsmeade once Harry had fetched Sahara, and Arctic along with Rose's dates from London. However, Harry had a few hours spare before he had to meet up with his friends, so he was in his class. He was dressed rather casual in some beige cargo trousers with belt, white tee, and white trainers. It was a fairly-pleasant day, so he didn't feel he needed more.
Feeling like he would head out early anyway, and grab a sandwich or something for breakfast, Harry was about to leave the classroom when he was surprised to hear a knock on the door.
Shrugging, Harry pulled the door open, surprised to find a pretty-blonde girl with cool grey eyes, with her hair tied back, wearing some blue everyday robes over whatever purebloods chose to wear under their robes. Nobody in the universe knew why witches and wizards still wore robes, not even them, and Rose liked normal world clothes.
"Good morning, Daphne," Harry said with a smile while she looked him over and gulped as she looked up into his smiling eyes. "I was just heading out, but I have some time if you wish to talk," he said while smiling and gesturing for her to enter, and she paused in concern. "Don't worry, Daphne, I have a couple of hours spare. I was just going to waste away that time anyway before meeting with some friends, so I'm all yours until then."
Daphne nodded and shyly looked around before entering the massive class. Harry chuckled as he gestured for her to take his seat at his desk while he hoped up onto his desk and sat cross-legged.
Sitting on the comfortable leather chair, Daphne looked nervous for a moment before she began. "I… I don't know how to be normal, or interact with muggles or, stuff like that. I don't know about relationships, and… that kind of love. My parents expect me to someday marry for… a bloodline or whatever. They're not Death Eaters or anything, but they don't have anything nice to say about muggles, and… I don't want my life, or the life of my sister dictated."
Harry continued smiling while Daphne looked up at him with confusion in her eyes. "I see… pushy parents… my friends Shoulin, and Hayne have pushy parents. Not to the extent of butting into their private lives, but they expect a lot from them school wise. Though, they've finished senior school, and got fairly-good grades. Shoulin wants to draw and write manga or comics, and she found it tricky speaking up to her parents and telling them what she wanted… and her mum was rather disappointed in her at first, but her dad was more supportive. He always respected people who stood their grounds, and after a while her mother came around, and so Shoulin is going to a college that has a rather good arts department that deals in comics and animation, as a bit of a compromise, she has to take a, as her parents put it, more reasonable course set, so she's working to potentially be a teacher in mathematics, as she's a lot brighter than she lets on.
"I guess, what I'm getting at is, sometimes you can find a compromise," he continued thoughtfully while Daphne looked worried. "Shoulin's mum and dad just want the best for their daughter, and son. Do you believe that your parents don't care enough about you to care what you want?"
"I… I don't know," she said timidly. "Dark families… we aren't that simple or close or-!"
"Don't you love your little sister, Astoria?" Harry interrupted, shocking her.
Daphne's pale cheeks lit up and tinted as she looked uncomfortable as she thought of her sister, and nodded in embarrassment.
"Have you ever told her?"
Daphne started and shook her head. "Of course not. That would be embarrassing."
Harry chuckled and shook his head. "You let your sister use your lap as a pillow during class?"
Daphne looked surprised. "I… Astoria has always been more liberty taking than me. I am the first born after all. Mum and dad don't pay her as much attention. I will inherit the Greengrass family since we have no brothers."
"So, what do you want?" Harry asked kindly.
"I-I want to be strong," she said quietly. "I want to be free… I want my sister to be free too. I want to be more like others I see all the time… like your sister, Rose… she's really nice. I want to choose my future, and I don't want to lose what little I have by being so, me all the time where I only act more like the me, I wish to be when caught unaware."
Harry chuckled while Daphne pouted and her cheeks looked like they might burst into flames if she wasn't careful.
"Okay, so let's work on this, shall, we?" Harry asked as he hopped down from the desk and offered his right hand to help Daphne up.
Daphne looked at Harry's hand and gulped before she shyly reached up and took it. She was surprised with how easily Harry pulled her to her feet, and her cheeks lit up further as he kept hold of her hand while giving her that amazing smile. She could almost see the power the power coursing through his powerful looking arms, and the outline of his body through his shirt caused her to quiver.
"You and I are going to take a trip into London," Harry said while she looked nervous, "and during our trip we're going to hold hands like a couple," he said as she felt him readjusting their hands so that their fingers threaded and linked. "We'll then meet up with my friends, and you can show us around Diagon Alley before we get back."
"Erm, I don't think you'll be allowed to take me anywhere," Daphne answered nervously.
However, Harry just offered her a smug grin and a wink. Then and hour and twenty minutes later, Daphne was sat with Harry at a coffee shop in London. He had taken her shopping, as she needed to look like a muggle, and she thought holding Harry's hand in public was super embarrassing.
The pretty young woman in the muggle clothing store seemed rather aghast with the way Daphne was dressed, as apparently it was a waste of Daphne's natural good looks. Daphne couldn't escape, and even had on new underwear, which embarrassed her beyond anything as the young woman, let Harry see her in just the new knickers and bra, and Daphne had never felt so humiliated, but he gave the clerk a nod of approval, and thumbs up while grinning like it was still Christmas.
Then, the rest of Daphne's new clothes. She wore a flowing white dress that only hung to above the half-way point of her thighs, and plumped up her boobs with too much cleavage, which she found highly humiliating as she showed too much skin for her liking. Then she wore matching white sandals that showed off her toes. Though, secretly she could admit she thought she looked rather nice, when Harry told her she was beautiful, she thought she would die of joy, her heart pounding so hard in her chest as no one had ever complimented her like that before, or been so sincere with her before. The clerk in the store had helped Daphne out, and redone her pale blonde hair, combing it back, and tying it loosely behind her.
Harry and Daphne sat outside in the sun of the coffee shop, and they each had a drink that was practically finished while they waited, and Daphne was rather nervous to meet Harry's friends.
"Wow, Harry, I didn't know you were bringing me a sexy blonde!"
Daphne startled as she thought that a goddess had slipped into the seat next to hers. She had a defined body and wore a tight blue top that her boobs pressed against, and a matching blue skirt that was shorter than Daphne's dress. The girl had long, snow-white hair tied back in a plat, and to the right side, hanging over her shoulder and over her firm boobs, and she wore some white trainers on her feet with socks barely hidden.
Harry laughed while Daphne's cheeks streaked with blood as she looked into the white-haired girls' green eyes.
"This is Daphne," Harry said with a smile. "And Daphne, this Sahara, and she will probably try to do some naughty things with you."
Sahara rolled her eyes. "Don't listen to him," she said to Daphne's relief. "I am totally going to do some naughty things with you!" she said while snickering while another girl came up behind her and slapped the back of her head, getting an 'ouch'.
"Hi, I'm Shoulin!" the new girl introduced herself as she dropped down next to Harry and giving him a quick hug. "Nice to meet you," she said turning to Daphne and shaking her hand, and Daphne noted that while Sahara looked about their age, Shoulin looked like she was a couple of years wiser.
Shoulin was a short yet pretty-Asian girl with a tanner skin tone, and Daphne would have to guess at either Korean, Japanese, or Chinese, or something like that as she was not very good at guessing family origins unless she knew their family names, and even then, it wasn't easy, but she was obviously originated from the 'far-east'. Shoulin had dark eyes, and short cut dark hair, and a cute smile, and she was wearing a yellow summer dress that plumped up her much smaller breasts.
"So," Shoulin turned to Harry with an excited grin. "When do we get to meet your sister?"
Sahara snorted. "She's been bouncing like that since we got on the train. Though, I can't blame her as Rose is super sexy, and has an amazing arse, and cute tits, she won't be able to keep her face from burying in them," she laughed while Shoulin, blushing glared and Daphne blushed the most, as she didn't know where to look.
"Don't buzz too much, Shoulin," Harry said teasingly while rolling his eyes at both new arrivals, as he didn't care what Sahara said about his sister, as he agreed that she was rather sexy, and he was glad that Shoulin was attracted to her, so much. "At least wait until you have my sister at your lacklustre mercy."
Shoulin pouted while her cheeks burnt red. "Harry, don't tease me like that, too!" she reprimanded. "I have Sahara for all my teasing needs. You sent me her picture, so I can't help it. Your sister is super-hot, and willing to… well, you know?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure Rose caught some of Sahara's perverseness," he replied with a shrug while it was Sahara's turn to pout, as Harry wasn't stupid and knew Sahara and Rose had fooled around a little in the shower back at Sahara's house, and no doubt got each other off at least, but since he got to keep Ginny, he couldn't care that Rose had a little fun too, as long as it wasn't some arsehat guy taking advantage of her.
"Don't let Harry scare you away from being our friend, Daphne," Sahara said, turning from him to the blushing blonde girl who looked confused and concerned. "Shoulin and I are rather awesome, and Harry may be a godly mage; he does get off on being a tease sometimes, but it's all in good fun. Quite honestly, I would choose Harry to fight for me over my own family, plus, he has a huge dick! And I mean absolutely massive," she said with a dreamy grin while Daphne and Shoulin were bright red and Harry didn't know where to look, and was thankful that they were interrupted as Daphne looked to him and her eyes flickered down, but the table was in the way.
"Do you two have to rush off all the time?!"
Daphne was startled more as a young Asian guy interrupted, and with his looks, though his body was more defined and he was taller, it was obvious that he was Shoulin's brother, maybe even twin. His hair was dark and ruffled, and his dark eyes looked rather amused, but thankfully didn't seem to have heard what Sahara had said, and Daphne was thankful as, just wow, she couldn't stop thinking about it, now.
Shoulin's brother wore some tight black jeans with a black tee shirt and thin jacket and white trainers.
"This is my twin brother, Hayne!" Shoulin introduced to get the mood away from Harry's penis or she might think on it too much, as though she personally preferred girls, she had thought of Harry a few times before, as Sahara bragged a lot, "and Sahara's older brother, Arctic," she added for Daphne's benefit, secondly gesturing the pale young man with Shoulin's brother.
Arctic was taller than Hayne, and had rusty blonde hair, cut to the base of his neck and combed neatly. He was wearing some standard black trousers and shoes with a white shirt with the top button undone, showing like all of them, except Daphne, he had muscle and then some, but looking to his blue eyes, it was obvious that he was more into academics than fighting.
"N-nice to meet you," Arctic said with a nod toward Daphne.
"Well, shall we go then!?" Sahara asked happily as she stole Daphne's right hand in her left and pulled her from her seat, and threading their fingers, and giving the girl a sheepishly teasing smile.
"Sure," Harry agreed with a shrug, "lead the way My Beautiful, Ladies!" he said with a sweeping bow and crafty grin while they both blushed, Daphne more than Sahara, but both looked pleased to have his attention.
"The entrance to Diagon Alley is about a mile and a half walk from here," Arctic said as he shook his head in annoyance with the game players, as he looked over his phone as he followed behind with Harry and the twins, while Daphne was getting her ear talked off by Sahara while leading the way, and having her arm pulled into Sahara's chest, as she whispered something that turned Daphne cherry-red, and caused her eyes to widen impossibly, and then licked her lips and whispered more embarrassing things, that Harry was certain involved him and sex.
"Sahara!" Shoulin complained as she skipped to catch up and took Daphne's spare hand and arm and glared at her friend, but seemed to want in on their naughty conversation.
Harry and Hayne laughed and fist bumped while Arctic rolled his eyes with a slight blush as his sister could be too embarrassing.
"Did you cut your hair?" Harry asked as he looked over Arctic.
"Erm… maybe."
"So, you're really getting one of these Caster sticks?" Hayne asked, as he had already teased Arctic enough, so sort to helpped him out.
Harry shrugged. "I figured that since I'm doing this whole teaching thing at a Casters school; that I should probably figure out some stick waving tricks while I have the opportunity. Then we'll take this magical bus back to Hogsmeade, and you'll get to meet Rose, as the school doesn't let the students out until this afternoon anyway."
"Right," he said, embarrassed with the way Harry gave him a look.
It only took them around half an hour to finally make it to the Leaky Cauldron pub, which was the Mortal entrance to the Casters 'World'.
"Wow, it's no wonder no one notices this place," Hayne said with a grimace. "This pub looks like a shithole."
Harry rolled his eyes and opened the door, "ladies," he said in amusement as he looked over the girls and waved them in. The ladies quickly entered while followed by the boys, and they all got a good look around.
"It's not as bad on the inside, I suppose," Hayne suggested uncertainly as they looked around and got a lot of confused looks. In fact, they got quite a lot of confused looks while Harry led them out back and stared at the brick wall. "I heard they really like their 'fantasy world' theme, and 'hidden' doors and whatnot."
"I think I'm supposed to smack the wall or something for this one," Harry suggested as he raised his right fist to punch the wall down when Daphne quickly rushed forward and grabbed his arm, as she felt the power flowing, and was pretty sure he probably could punch the wall down.
"No, don't do that, Harry!" she reprimanded, using his first name for the first time, embarrassed, and shyly withdrawing her wand she tapped a quick sequence of bricks, and just like that, the bricks pulled back, melting into each other to reveal.
"Wow, that was cool," Sahara said in delight as she praised her new friend. "Harry looked like he was going to break the wall down. It was lucky he chose to bring you or we would be paying for the damages."
Daphne gave her a relieved smile, and within moments, Harry had grabbed her hand, and Sahara's hand and tugged them into the magical shopping district, and he offered them a smile each, and Sahara grinned and snuggled to Harry's arm, while Daphne blushed and saw what Sahara did and though embarrassing, copied her on the other arm as she couldn't even lie to herself, as she realised she really liked Harry, and would do anything to have him, even share, especially after what Sahara told her, as she wanted a man who was powerful, and would love and look after her.
"Let's get my new wand, first," Harry said in glee as he saw the shop not too far away, and quickly headed inside. It was on the rather dusty side, but it was likely still going for that weird magical world theme.
There was an old man at the counter with grey hair, looking forlornly into a wooden box at some kind of rod of a silver colour. Harry released his girls and moved closer, looking amazed, as the rod was made of some kind of metal, and was around in the shape of a pentagon, and was covered in engraved runes and symbols, and was the actual size of a slightly oversized wand.
The old man smiled at Harry. "Good morning," he said with a gentle smile. "My son made this staff… he was a strange one. He made a staff that no one can even use. We had an argument over the money he… spent making this staff. He called it Mysta-Runic-Bang, like the Monkey Kings staff, since he was inspired by those old legends. Though, maybe the creator of Excalibur was thought, weird for creating the sword with all its eccentricities, too."
"Why can't no one use it?" Sahara asked in confusion as she looked the staff over.
"It weighs tons," he replied with a gentle smile. "But enough about that, which of you needs a new wand-?"
However, his head snapped up to Harry as he held the rod in his right hand, and white lightning coursed from it through Harry, as he lit up with power and magic, and in a flash, his eyes turned a pale blue, and his hair, eyebrows, and lashes flash with a spark of yellow light, and then it stopped, and the rod extended in size, becoming a bow staff, just a bit longer than Harry's body.
The old man had tears in his eyes, and awe in his face as he gazed upon Harry. "She has finally found a master worthy of her?" he asked in delight beyond anything. "My son had dreamt of the moment his staff would find its master, even though I so doubted anyone could weald her, but he died fighting the Death Eaters during the first rise of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
However, Harry dropped to his knees suddenly, as he cried out with a golden aura surrounding his body, his hair flashed with yellow white light, and his eyes a pale-teal-blue, and everyone were blast back by his ki, as he roared, his muscles contracting, and tightening. Arctic moved fast in rescuing Ollivander while Sahara and Shoulin protected Daphne when it was suddenly over with Harry collapsing to his hands and knees with a black furred tail, like a monkey's bursting from his trousers, and tail-bone, making a hole.
"Owe," Harry mumbled as he pulled himself to his feet, shaking his head clear, holding his staff, as it felt much lighter, and looked around to see the burnt wood at his feet, the cracked windows, and his friends slew all over the place.
"You have a flipping tail!" Sahara said from where she and Shoulin held Daphne in protection, shielding her with their bodies, as they had felt too much power, and knew it could have easily killed her.
Harry did feel strange and looked around in awe to find a long black furred monkey tail. "Okay, I have a tail, but stranger things have happened, right?" he asked and got some shrugs. "Well, anyway, Old Man, how much for the staff?" he said as if the tail business was of little concern.
The old man smiled gently as Arctic let him go. "My son just wished to meet the mage who would take claim of her, so the staff is free, but… whatever that was did… well, did make a mess of my…"
"Oh-oh, how about some Harpy feathers?" piped in Sahara excitedly, a blue hole appeared out of nowhere and she dug her hand and arm in, rummaging around before pulling out two brown, silver tipped feathers and the hole closed. "That way, you'll get a gift too. I've got these. I have a few more, but I couldn't find them, they're Harpy feathers; they should work as wand cores, right? And I know Harpy's are hard to catch," she grinned as she handed them over.
Ollivander looked at them in shock, his eyes buggy. "I thought harpies were extinct."
"No, why would you think that?" she asked shaking her head in amusement. "The Mystics' Council keeps them safe, and Shoulin's and Hayne's mum found some loose feathers and gave us some."
"Mystics Council?" asked Ollivander in confusion, looking to Daphne she could only shrug sheepishly, as she was just as clueless.
"Yeah," piped in Shoulin. "My mum works for them… she's a Watcher, and keeps an eye on the Harpies," she said proudly. "I always thought things like that was common knowledge."
"Yeah, but not here," sighed Harry. "Remember, the Wizarding World doesn't know anything about the real world; they don't even know that demons live on Earth," he said rolling his eyes. "And they know nothing about real magic, no offence, Daph," he said with a smile while he wiggled his tail and found it fascinating.
"Oh, yeah, you said that on the phone," agreed Sahara sheepishly. "Sorry, I forgot, but here you go," she said, handing over the feathers.
"You can have these too, if you want," Shoulin added as she offered him some scales. "It's some Lamia scales, so, I guess you could make a wand out of them?" she suggested while he could only stare in awe before they left, startling him out of his stupor.
"Great things, Mr. Potter, Great Things."
"Are you really what I think you are?" Hayne asked Harry once they left the wand shop.
Harry shrugged. "I have no idea."
"It would explain a lot," Arctic agreed.
"Explain what?" Shoulin asked in confusion.
"That Harry is a flipping Saiyan!" Sahara answered in awe. "You are a Saiyan, right?"
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "I have no idea what is going on."
"What's a Saiyan?" Daphne asked shyly.
"Oh, I got this," Sahara said with a grin, holding Daphne's hand as they walked through the street. "Long ago there were Five Great Races. Humans. Brood… that's us, minus you and Harry, otherwise known as dragonkin. Then we have the Elven, and I'm not talking about those 'elf' things you keep as pets. Then the Celestials. They are powerful. Demons and Angels and 'Gods' come under this category, but don't worry, though they do have much longer lifespans than even magical human's and Brood; they can and will eventually die.
"Then last, the Saiyans. They were a race of warriors, much like the Brood back in the day. All I can say, as no one knows the full truth, but the Celestials, the Gods and Angels mostly, feared the Saiyans. All the races had clans, tribes, and even kingdoms with powerful warriors… but the Saiyans whole race was built off of fighting, and becoming stronger. They had no desire for conquest, but only to test their strength in mighty tournaments they held once a week, on a Saturday, I think.
"The Saiyans invited everyone, even subspecies of humans were invited, and by subspecies, I mean like Lamia and Harpies for example. To the Saiyan people, they did not harbour the concept of racism. They believed in strength, and in that, improving upon yourself was more important than what your skin colour was, or whether you had scales or wings.
"They didn't attack the weak, only the strong. They protected and cared for those in their tribes who were weak, as they did understand that they needed scholars, carers, and well, you get the point, but even by Human civilian standards, the weak Saiyans weren't considered a pushover, and the Saiyans even protected anyone who went to watch the fights, and enjoy themselves.
"I would have loved to watch some of the fights myself," Sahara grinned while the others had to nod that it would be fun. "The Humans, Saiyans, Elves, and even the Brood always lost to a Celestial in the finals – normally a God. They would laugh, and mock us with their hatred and superiority complex.
"Then…" she trailed to a stop as they looked up at the huge marble building that housed Gringotts Wizarding Bank with a couple of short goblin warriors either side of the door, stiffening as they saw them.
"Then?" Daphne asked in fascination.
"It was at the last World Rival Championship," Hayne continued the story. "It was like a World Cup today, and held once a year where the world's greatest warriors would travel to the land of whoever won the last tournament, as they had the honour of hosting the next one, and they fought to show off their people's strongest warriors, showing off, so that perhaps their neighbours would think more than twice about going to war over something silly.
"A Saiyan not only beat the Celestials most powerful fighter, but decimated him," he finished with a shrug. "Then, just like that, the Celestials declared war on the Saiyans, and destroyed their capital city, Sadala. They murdered hundreds of thousands of Saiyans, most of which were children and other non-combatants. Olympus fell the next day, and only a few of the Olympian Empire survived the attack, and they didn't know how to fight them, as they were unpredictable, and they were furious. Elves took the side of the Saiyans against the Celestials. Humans were split, some more religious humans sided with their 'Gods', and others against or they stayed out of it. The Brood stayed out of the conflict too, for the most part as some did join with the Saiyans.
"Then, in the end… the Saiyans were near extinction, and of the Celestials… well, the Gods are still pitiful in numbers because of the war, and that breeding with each other is difficult as they aren't as fertile with their own race, as the rest of us, but because of the war we have plenty of Demigods, and their parents are kind of deadbeat pricks, so we don't have to worry about them following in their Godly parents footsteps.
"Heck, the Gods had some of their own people siding against them too… Demons and the 'Fallen'… heck, I bet you've heard of the Titan, Prometheus… or Calypso, as they turned on the other Olympians… though, myth tells a highly exaggerated tale of it. Civilisations had come to ruin. With so many people dead… the species that lived the shortest lives, took the world for themselves, and when you Casters wrote yourselves out of history, the rest to the mystical societies that remained, followed suit, and we all became myth and legend."
"I'm surprised you didn't add in, Skulduggery Pleasant somewhere," Harry teased while Hayne blushed a little, and Harry smiled at Daphne as she looked more confused than ever. "Hayne wants to be a detective, and Skulduggery Pleasant is one of the best, but from what I hear, he's already got an apprentice."
Hayne pouted, and even Daphne laughed with the others, and blushed as Sahara gave her a large cheeky grin.
Daphne enjoyed leading her new friends around Diagon Alley. They were a breath of fresh air compared to most people she had met, but she and Sahara had to resist stroking Harry's new tail. However, after a light lunch, they had to leave, and entered back into Muggle London, where Daphne used her want to call a huge triple decker bus to get them back to Hogsmeade.
Flicking her wand, Daphne smiled as the other started, as the bus appeared out of the traffic in a bang with the other vehicles seeming to stretch out of the way, and the normal people non-the-wiser.
"Whoa, cool," chimed Sahara excitedly cuddling Daphne's arm into her bust.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus, transport for the…" a pimple faced teenage boy began then started staring at Sahara, Daphne, and Shoulin in a rather non-flattering way.
"Eww!" moaned Sahara wrinkling her nose. "Harry, do something."
Harry growled deep in his throat, inwardly smirking as he got the idiots attention. "Keep your eyes to yourself, all these lovely young ladies belong to me," he growled out through gritted teeth. Wow, it was real fun saying that, as he pulled the girls closer with his arms over Sahara and Shoulin's shoulders. "Now move aside, we are going to Hogsmeade." They pushed passed him, and Harry gave him a lot more cash than needed when seeing how many people were on the bus. "Hogsmeade's the next stop?"
"Well, no, not for a while…"
Harry forestalled him with his hand. "No, the answer is, yes sir, I don't want to die."
The teenager paled. "Yes, sir… Hogsmeade's the next stop."
"Good boy," Harry growled as he led 'his' giggling girls on to a bench sitting together while the other two boys, trying not to laugh at their crazy antics sat on the next one. Harry grinned at Daphne as she looked torn between laughing and embarrassment.
Suddenly the bus went 'bang' again, launching them all out of their seats. "What the hell," shouted Hayne appalled. "These bloody seats aren't even screwed to the flipping floor," he glared daggers at the pimple faced conductor as he stood rubbing his head. "What bloody idiot thought it would be a great idea to not bolt down the benches? In fact, this bloody thing should have safety harnesses."
"Yeah," agreed Arctic rubbing his head. "There's not even a sign saying, 'ride at risk of broken bones'."
"This thing is bloody stupid," agreed Harry helping the girls to their feet, as even Daphne fell. "I'm bloody disgusted, such appalling service, and bloody dangerous. I would rather go a couple of rounds with a giant; at least you know where you stand with them."
"Yeah! The kids are right!" a man at the back of the bus stood. "Why should we pay you good money to get thrown around?" he demanded glaring at the conductor who grimaced and looked dismayed as more and more pissed off passengers stood, glaring and shouting rude profanities. The bus suddenly stopped knocking everyone down. They all hopped back up again to continue their angry yelling as Harry and his group laughed amusedly as they climbed off the bus, and it banged away.
"I think the seats will be bolted down and have seat belts next time we ride," said Harry chuckling as he led them to the Three Broomsticks pub.
"I hope so," moaned Shoulin, happily holding Harry's hand one side while Daphne was sheepishly holding his hand the other, "that bloody hurt my head… bloody morons."
They laughed as they entered the pub, and found a large table to sit at, "what can I do for you darlings?" asked a gorgeous woman in her late thirties to early forties."
"Five butter beers please, Rose said they're 'divine'," said Harry shrugging. The woman left and returned moments later with five tankards of fluffy cream coloured liquid.
"Whoa, this stuff's delicious," approved Hayne to nods of agreement from the others, "at least they have something worthwhile; no offence Daphne."
"Looking at it from the outside, I can't disagree," she said sheepishly as she sipped her drink.
They settled down, relaxing as Harry and his friends caught up on everything, and Daphne giggled quite a lot as they told stories of some of their misadventures.
"Harry!" called Rose nervously as she approached, she could already tell which were the twins, and had to admit they were cute, and she was a little pouty that Harry took Daphne with him by the look of it, but she was too nervous toc complain that she would have liked to go too.
"Hey guys," said Harry standing, he dragged up Sahara, and Daphne, and introduced everyone, "Rose, you sit here," he said grinning from ear to ear as he pushed her into the seat in between the twins, "Hermione, you here," he pushed her into the seat next to Arctic, "and Sahara, Daphne, Ginny, Luna and I will see you all at school later, enjoy," he said dropping two bags of Galleons on the table in front of Arctic and Hayne, "you guys can pay me back later. I forgot we should have gone to the bank," he grinned as he dragged the girls away leaving the other five looking very nervous. However, after a few minutes began talking and getting along brilliantly.
Sahara giggled insanely with Ginny, and Daphne looked somewhat amused, while Luna and Harry stared at them blankly as they walked through town.
"Why are you girls laughing?" Harry eventually asked.
"Why do you think?" giggled Sahara.
"Yeah," agreed Ginny giggling more. "You just introduced them, and then left them alone."
Harry shrugged. "Do you think we should have stayed with them?" he asked confusedly. "I know I'm not really good at dates and everything, but I do know they're more enjoyable without your friends tagging along. Don't worry, they'll be fine. Oh, look a sweet shop, who wants some?"
"Meeeeee!" all three girls chimed giggling.
Harry chuckled nervously while smiling as he led them in. When they left the shop all four girls had bags full of all sorts of different sweets, and Sahara hid hers in her pocket dimension to not have to carry them around.
"I don't think I've seen that many sweets before," said Sahara in awe.
"How do you make a pocket dimension?" asked Ginny suddenly interested.
"Oh, you don't know how," asked Sahara, and the other girls shook their heads. "Well, it's easy, you just concentrate really hard on wishing to hide things within yourself and once you've made it, all it takes is a simple thought, and it can open and close. Try it, it's the easiest mystic magic there is – well, not easiest, but close, and it's extremely useful."
Ginny, Daphne, and Luna scrunched up their faces concentrating, and after a few minutes three coloured holes appeared, Daphne's purple, Ginny's red, and Luna's yellow.
"Cool," said Ginny as she made hers disappear then reappeared several times giggling, before she put her candy in with Daphne and Luna doing the same.
Sahara nodded. "See, easy… they come in different colours, mines blue, Harry has a white one, err, Shoulin's is pink, and her brothers' is blue like mine, and Arctic has a green one."
"This will be so much easier to carry my books around in, and all my stuff to and from school," said Luna over the moon.
Sahara giggled. "Well, where to now?" she asked. "Oh, can we go see the school now?"
"Okay, I guess," Harry agreed leading the way. "Oh, yeah, the care of magical creature's teacher wanted to meet you… he has a weird obsession with dragons according to Hermione."
Sahara grinned as they entered the gates. "I'm always up for meeting fans," she said giggling as a blue wind of light started swirling round her, faster and faster, and hiding her from view before disbursing. She now had large blue and white scaly wings from the centre of her back, folded up, and down to her ankles. She had a few strips of scales on the right side of her neck. Her fingernails were longer and more claw like. Her eyes were the same teal green perhaps darker and looked reptilian with slanted pupils, and she had fanged canine teeth. She had a long whip like scaly tale, same colours as her wings with a pointed tip, and on the left side of her stomach a few scales.
"Whoa," whispered Ginny as they continued walking. "How come that didn't rip off your clothes?"
Sahara looked at her smirking. "If you wanted to see me naked, all a cutie likes you needs to do is ask," she said laughing as Ginny blushed deep scarlet, and pouted, as even Daphne and Luna teased her.
"It's magic Ginny," answered Harry chuckling.
"Okay, then why do you suddenly have a monkey tail, Harry?" Ginny asked as she reached out and ran her fingers along the fur.
"Turns out I might have Saiyan blood," Harry replied with a shrug while Luna surprisingly nodded.
"I heard Saiyans were powerful warriors," Luna said gently having a feel of his tail too and he shuddered in enjoyment, as Sahara happily told them of the Five Races and the whole tail in glee.
"Hey," he added grabbing Sahara's' wandering tail, she looked at him pouting. "Keep your tail out of my pants, in public… this is a school, Sahara."
She grinned. "Oh, does the big bad Harry not like my cute little tail wrapped around his…"
"Sahara," he moaned releasing her tail while Ginny and Daphne blushed at the implication. "We're on our way to visit someone who is very naïve. I don't want you giving the poor bloke a heart attack."
"Okay," she pouted. "I'll be good," she said as her tail wondered up Ginny's' skirt.
"Yawp!" Ginny jumped in surprise, and Sahara whipped her tail back whistling innocently while the other four stared at her in suspicion. "Wow, that doesn't feel as reptilian as I would have thought," she commented with a small smirk Sahara returned.
"Here feel my skin," she said taking Ginny's hand. "Now touch my wing," she added extending her right wing, and Ginny stroked it.
The red head gasped. "It feels just like your normal skin, but it looks like a dragon's wing to me."
Sahara nodded smugly as Ginny let go. "I know, though I actually feel scaly when I go full dragon."
"I still can't get my head around the ministry not knowing the Brood exist," she replied shaking her head in amusement. "Hermione even looked in Hogwarts library looking for legends or references to them but found barely anything.
"Right," Sahara replied grinning as they reached a small hut where Hagrid lived. "Is that huge half giant him?" she asked pointing out said man doing the gardening.
"Yeah," Harry replied. "Hey Hagrid, don't bother with the gardening," he greeted while smirking. "I'll get my first class to do that for you on Monday with their fingers."
"What!" shrieked Ginny in panic looking at her poor little fingers and the solid dirt Hagrid was turning before he got up to greet them.
"Oh, 'ello, Harry, Ginny, Luna, and Daphne too…" he said in delight, which was a surprise to Daphne as she was a Slytherin. "Oh, who's your new friend…" he trailed off as his eyes went wide with excitement as Sahara spread her wings.
"This is Sahara," he replied. "She's a brood."
"It's nice ta meat you," Hagrid boomed offering out his large hand, Sahara shook it. "Wow, a person that can actually turn in ta a dragon."
Sahara giggled. "Wow, a real half giant, how does that work?" he asked embarrassing Harry, Daphne, and Ginny who could guess what she was thinking, however Hagrid looked confused.
"Sahara," hissed Harry.
"Sorry," she relied sheepishly.
"Well, this is a sight," continued Hagrid. "Can you really, truly fully transform?" he asked with eyes shining with the need to see.
She grinned, shrugged then flew back away from them to Hagrid's delight. Then a huge rush of powerful blue light and wind erupted around her, before it disburses to reveal a magnificent blue and white dragon. She looked more lizards like than most dragons, but had no horns; most brood had no horns though a few like Shoulin did. She shot powerful blue flames into the sky as she roared her fury, before the same blue wind and she was looking completely human, grinning happily, and still clothed.
"Hagrid!" called Dumbledore rushing over with his wand, in hand, looking around frantically. "Where did it go?" he asked, still keeping a watchful eye out.
"Where'd what go?" interrupted Harry amusedly.
"Oh, a huge blue dragon," he replied worriedly.
"Oh," he replied chuckling as he put his arm around Sahara who was suppressing giggles barely and moved her forward. "Here she is."
Dumbledore looked at her critically and back to Harry frowning in confusion. "She looks like a…" he trailed off as Sahara transformed and stood grinning impishly with wings and tail. "Oh, she's one of your guests," he nodded, smiling and putting his wand back in his pocket. "Well, I should have figured… it's nice to meet you."
Sahara nodded, grinning. "It's nice to meet you too sir," she chimed cheerfully as she de-transformed back to human-form. "Well, if you gentlemen will excuse us, Ginny, Luna, Daphne, and Harry have to show me around. It's not every day one gets to visit a massive magical castle," she said as she dragged Harry away, followed by the other three girls, two of which were giggling, and the third was trying her hardest not to laugh.
"Bye!" they all called.
"Okay then, lead away to your class Harry, and maybe you'll get some… pampering from the four of us," Sahara said wickedly, and even Daphne gulped, and blushed.
To Be Continued…