Chapter 2- The Order of the Phoenix
Grimmauld Place was a very busy place. Almost everyone had now heard about the new arrival. They were waiting for the new arrival to arrive at the meeting. The most excited were the Potter kids.
Fourteen year old Alexander Potter and Thirteen year old Rosalyn Potter and her twin Jasmine Potter. They had been informed by their parents about the arrival of Harry.
" Where is he, dad??" Asked Jasmine. She was a carbon copy of her mother. The same red hair but brown eyes. Her sister too was very similar to her but a bit taller.
" Yeah, where is he, mum?? If you don't answer, Jas will keep on badgering us and annoying us all day." Alex grimaced as his sister hit him with a stinging hex.
" Do you have anything more to say??" She asked as she grinned wickedly at the scowl on Alexander's face.
" Nope." He said and huffed as he looked away.
Bellatrix smiled at her godson.
" Cheer up Alex. We will come up with something to get back at her." She whispered and winked as her godson lit up.
James chuckled." You know, you can be very scary sometimes, Bella. Really scary. I really don't know why I love you but I really do." He said as he wrapped an arm around his favorite cousin.
Bellatrix glared at him. " Of course. You peasants must be scared of someone like me." She said in her pureblood snobbish voice. " I am known to be very dangerous afterall." She said as she raised her nose in the air and threw her hair behind her shoulders.
James couldn't take it any longer. He started to laugh. Uproariously. He was joined by the others who were watching them with amusement.
Bellatrix huffed but couldn't help but grin slightly at James.
" Never change Bella. Never change." James grinned as he hugged his cousin.
The talking continued as the occupants were waiting for the new arrival. The Greengrass and Delacour families arrived in the room. The Potter kids were very close with the Greengrasses. Daphne Greengrass was a year above the Potter kids and her sister observed the room carefully. They were not allowed into the Order Meetings but today, to her extreme surprise and shock, they were allowed into the meeting today. She sat across from Fleur Delacour who waved at her. The younger members were left to their own musings as they discussed what was going on.
Daphne Greengrass was a very intelligent witch and powerful too. But if there was one that could make her feel inferior was Fleur Delacour. She was a very talented witch. No. Scratch that. Extremely talented witch. Her beauty held no bounds. Daphne was probably the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts but Fleur ran rounds around her in beauty. She was a Veela afterall. But the girl was kind hearted and smart. She had struck a friendship with her since she had arrived from France to compete in the TriWizard Tournament.
" What's going on??" She asked the French girl.
" I don't know. Though, it must be something big for all of you guys to be present." Fleur said as she sipped the drink from her glass.
The door opened again and in walked Lady Longbottom, with her grandson. The boy who lived, Neville Longbottom. Fleur sneered at the boy. He was not a bad boy per say, but he was arrogant of his fame. He was a slacker and was impolite. He had two sidekicks. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
The Weasley boy was disgusting. He had no manners. No work ethic. He had no etiquette at all and he was from a very old family. Granted, the Weasleys were not rich or much powerful compared to the others but still, they come from a very old line. Fleur honestly respected the boy's father. He was a hard working intelligent man. Kind as well. The Matriarch of the family was a loud, obnoxious and overbearing woman who was in short, a harpy. The patriarch's intelligence was mirrored by the twin boys and the second son, the dragon handler.
The other girl, Granger or Gringer, Fleur had never seen someone who was so bossy and rude. She lacked any social skills. She thought she was better than everyone else, but truthfully, she wasn't. Many hated the girl with a passion. Her only saving grace was that she was a friend of the boy who lived , though she didn't know how the boy even listened to the girl.
Dumbledore spoke up as the last of the guests arrived.
"Thank you all for coming. It's a very important matter that we are about to discuss today. I would appreciate it if everyone of you would make sure to keep it a secret." He said.
The other members nodded.
" Kreacher." Sirius called the Black family elf. The old elf popped into the room.
" Nasty master letting, filth, mudbloods, half breeds into the Noble House of Black. Disappointing master. Oh, my poor mistress would be…" he went on a rant but was stopped by Bellatrix.
" Kreacher!!" She snapped and the elf stopped." Go and get our guest." She said and the elf bowed reluctantly and disappeared.
" You know. I hate that elf. So very much. Not as much as my mother. But still, I hate that elf." Sirius grumbled. Bellatrix chuckled. " Nobody likes you at all, Siri." She said and laughed as Sirius pouted.
" That's not true." He turned looking expectantly at James and Lily. The two grinned at Sirius.
" I am not playing this game." Lily said and James grinned.
" I can barely stand you." He said and Sirius pouted again.
He then brightened again. " No problem. Narcissa absolutely adores me." He turned to the beautiful blonde that sat at the table as well. She raised her eyebrow.
" And since when did I adore you??" She asked with amusement. Sirius huffed and sat down.
The table laughed at his expense.
" No. Narcissa here, adores someone. Very much. But that is not you Sirius." Bellatrix grinned as she saw her sister blush and her eyes flew towards James and looked away.
Bellatrix and Lily couldn't help but chuckle.
Lily knew about Narcissa's crush on her husband. She had no opposition for that. In fact she was the one that encouraged Narcissa to carry on, but the poor woman would become flustered around James and the prat of her husband was a moron in matters like these.
The talks stopped when a brilliant silver basilisk patronus appeared out of the door. The people in the room gasped as they saw the ethereal beast shining brightly.
Many cringed as Molly Weasley, screamed bloody murder.
" Albus. What the hell is such a dangerous beast …" she was interrupted.
" That is a patronus, Mrs Weasley." Daphne drawled.
The woman blushed as she caught up with it but glared at Daphne.
" I have a job to do. Certain things to check. I'll be there soon." A cold and soft voice came. The occupants shivered at the tone.
" Who was that??" Asked Molly.
" Someone who must never be messed with." Dumbledore spoke grimly.
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The door to the meeting room in Grimmauld Place opened and Fleur saw a tall man walk in. She observed the person carefully. Tall and impressive looking. He was still looking young. His eyes were a brilliant green. His hair was untidy at the top but still fell till his shoulder. His figure was built like an athlete. He walked into the room and sat down at the chair next to Dumbledore.
His eyes took in the room. He observed every nook and corner of the room. His eyes fell on hers and she thought that she saw his eyes widen briefly but it was gone.
It was then that she thought about it and let out her allure. The males around her became glassy eyed and started to look at her with an open mouth but the newcomer didn't even budge. The other married men and Dumbledore could hold themselves but the other men couldn't.
" I would advise you to reign in, Delacour. Your curiosity in me is much appreciated but try not to do that again. The response might be very ... unpleasant." He said coldly and the girl flinched at the rage in his eyes.
" Harry. It's fine." Lily calmed her son who took a deep breath.
" My name is Harry James Potter. Son of Lily and James Potter." He said and the arrivals gasped in shock.
" No way. You are dead." It was Molly Weasley. Harry resisted the urge to choke the woman and kill her. She is truly an unpleasant woman.
" Apparently not. I am Harry Potter. Yes. But not the Harry Potter that was born here. I am from a different reality. A different universe if it is to be broken down into simple terms." He said and watched as the order members were shocked.
" The old goat here, summoned me from my universe to help him in this war. That is what I plan to do. But before that, I wanted to tell the order members about myself and I did." He said as he got up.
" But Harry. Tell us about yourself. Your life. How different was it??" His dad asked him.
Harry stopped cold in his tracks. He turned to his father. " Are you sure that you want to know about that dad??" He asked his father. His excited nod had his hopes plummeting.
His posture dimmed a bit.
" Kreacher!!" He called the Black family elf.
The elf popped in.
" Master Potter Black called??" He asked as he bowed low.
" Yes, dear friend." He said and the pure bloods looked in shock at what they were seeing.
Bellatrix and Sirius and Narcissa stared open mouthed at their barmy old house elf's behavior.
" Go to the study and get the Projection pensive. The password is Toujours Pur. It's behind the portrait of uncle Arcturus Black." He said and the elf looked on in confusion. " But Master Arcturus is still alive." He said and Harry froze in surprise.
" He is??" He asked and turned towards his parents.
Lily nodded." Yes, son. He is alive." She said and smiled as her son smiled.
" What about Grandfather?? And grandmother??" He asked and his joy knew no bounds. He had come across those portraits in his family manor. And from what little he knew, his grandparents were amazing people.
He was now looking forward to meeting them.
His joy fell a little when he wondered how to explain these things to them. Their reaction had not been pleasant when he had explained it before.
He looked towards Kreacher. " Go and get it. You know where it is I assume??" He asked. The elf nodded. " Good. Get going." The elf popped away.
He walked towards the side of the room and he sat down in thin air.
" Watch out!!" Daphne said as she saw him sitting down on nothing, thinking he would fall down. To her immense surprise and shock, a comfortable chair appeared out of nowhere.
Harry grinned at the shocked and awed expression of the occupants.
" How did you do that??" Asked Rosalyn with awe in her eyes and voice.
Harry watched his little sister for the first time. She was a very pretty girl and showed all the signs of becoming a beautiful woman. His sister blushed as she saw her brother grin at her.
" I might teach you some day." He said and chuckled as her eyes widened and she squealed in delight. " What about me??" Asked Jasmine. " You must teach me otherwise I will be very angry." She huffed.
Harry laughed." Well we can't have that now, can we??" He asked and the girl shook her head.
" Then I will teach you as well." He said as the girl laughed happily.
" How did you do that??" A voice he had hoped that he wouldn't hear asked him.
Hermione Granger stepped forward.
" It's supposed to be impossible. So is the concept of an alternate universe. How is that possible??" She asked.
" Listen, Granger. Why the fuck are you here??" Harry asked and he rolled his eyes as Molly Weasley went on a roll.
" Young man. That is no way to talk to her. You better apologize. I won't have you disrespect her in this house." She screeched.
Harry was about to retort when Sirius and Bellatrix decided to step in.
" You better watch your tone, Molly. You are in my house. Here, I make the rules. I have allowed you into this house out of respect for Dumbledore and your husband. If you ever disrespect my godson in my house, you will see a face that I seldom show to others." Sirius said.
Bellatrix placed a hand on his shoulder.
" And you girl. Mind your words. And cut down on that bossy tone of yours." She said and Hermione stepped back and sat down.
" How dare you talk to her like that??" Asked Neville Longbottom. Harry watched the boy. His world's Neville was a better person than this prat.
" Who are you??" Harry asked offhandedly. The boy squared his shoulders and smirked.
" I am the boy who lived. Neville Longbottom. I defeated you know who." He boasted and Harry smiled.
" I don't know who." He said. Neville stopped speaking. He looked confused.
" What??" He asked dumbly.
" You said that you had defeated you know who. I don't know who you defeated." Harry said. He turned towards his brother and his family who were struggling to hold in their laughter. Harry winked at his brother who grinned back cheekily.
" The dark lord." Screamed Neville.
Harry gave him a cold look.
" Can you do it again??" Harry asked. The boy nodded arrogantly.
" Call him Voldemort." The people in the room shuddered and gasped.
That pushed Harry towards the edge.
" I don't know what you shits are capable of. But if I see anyone fearing that piece of shit in front of me again, I will skin you guys." He hissed.
He turned to Neville.
" Take out your wand." He growled. The boy stood still.
" Take it out now, boy!!" Harry roared as he banged the table. Neville and the others jumped in fear as the air around him became thick. Neville took out his wand.
" Your strongest spell. Head on. Fire it at me." He said as he stood in front of the boy. Neville gulped.
" Do it." Harry snapped.
" Bombarda!!" Neville screamed. Harry swatted away the spell to the side with his hand.
That surprised everyone. Every single person.
" Pathetic." Harry drawled. Neville became red in the face. " Confringo!!" He shot a spell at Harry. Harry took the curse head on.
" Harry." Screamed James and Lily. But to the shock and surprise of the others Harry stood as he had all this while and not even a scratch on his body.
" Impossible." Bellatrix whispered.
" Is that all??" He asked. The boy who lived was too shocked to reply.
" You were abducted in the third task, weren't you??" He asked. The boy nodded.
" How long did you last??" He asked the boy. " How long did you last against Tom??' he asked.
Neville frowned. " Three or four spells." The boy said with a red face.
Harry grinned ferally. " I was tortured twenty times using the Cruciatus." He said and his mother broke down into sobs.
" Twenty times. Over and over again." He said and he heard many sniffs.
He looked at the boy. " You don't know the difficulty. You don't know hardship. You don't know the effort required to work your ass off to save your life. You have been protected in every turn of your life. You have been pampered. You receive everything you have asked for.
I was hated by my family. They thrashed me. Abused me. Whipped me. Made me cook from when I was four years old. Made me sleep in a cupboard until I was eleven years old." He said and his mother sobbed more and more as he spoke. His father was deathly pale.
Sirius was horrified and Remus cried silently to what he was hearing.
" Compared to me, you haven't even tried to put an effort into battling him. And you won't last a second against him. Not even a single second. You won't win this fight." Harry said and got up.
" You guys want to know what you are facing?? Enjoy." He said and derived his memories and placed it in the pensive that Kreacher had set up.
He went back and stood in the corner of the room. The memories started to play and the occupants turned to watch the memories play.
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It was after three hours that the people in the room finally completed watching the pensive much to their relief.
The things that Harry went through had most of the people dumbfounded. His treatment from the Dursleys caused many to empty their stomachs. Most of them had tears in their eyes.
Harry stood still as a rock as well, as he saw his life as a movie.
He was engulfed in a tight hug and his father started crying into the hug. Harry just stood there as he held his father.
" I am sorry. I am really sorry." He croaked. Harry smiled weakly. " Why are you sorry dad??" He asked. " It wasn't you that did all those things to me. In fact, I am privileged that you saw me worthy of saving my life by sacrificing yours. You gave your life to me and even you, mum. That means a whole lot to me. For that, I am forever proud and grateful to the two of you." He said.
" I'll kill that bastard, Dursley!!" Lily fumed.
" As much as I would like that, they are not the same people mum. Forget it." He said.
He turned to Dumbledore whose eyes had lost its shine. " You were a good man, but your manipulating nature was a bane of your good nature. Do that again this time, and you won't wake up. You will be dead. In your office. Poisoned by your own lemon drops." He said and let his eyes shine brightly.
" That is not a possibility. It's a promise." He said and Dumbledore nodded.
" I am sorry for any pain I have caused you, my boy." He said and Harry waved him off.
" What was that??" Harry turned to see Fleur Delacour speaking. His breath caught in his throat, but he didn't show any reaction.
" What was what??" Asked Harry with a frown. " The last thing you said before you died." She asked and there was pin drop silence again.
Harry grinned. " The honest truth of this world.
Whenever there will be too much inhumanity, when human beings will be lost and there will be no sign of recovery. When human beings will forget their righteous path and will not be able to understand what is wrong and what is right and there will be too much of unrighteousness prevailing in the world.
I will come from ages to ages to demolish and destroy such unrighteous and inhuman activity and to construct or establish humanity again." Harry said. " That is what it means. It's the universal truth. It's what I firmly believe, given the responsibility that I had." He said. The girl nodded and smiled at him which Harry reciprocated.
He turned to Dumbledore." Madam Pomfrey??" He asked and the old man nodded. " She is here." He said and the Hogwarts healer approached him.
" Madam Pomfrey. So good to see you. I mean, really very good to see you." He said with a grin. The matron eyed him with amusement.
" Why do I get the feeling that you are one where trouble follows wherever he goes??" She asked.
Harry chuckled. " Right in one, dear Poppy." He said and Sirius barked a laugh.
" Take off your shirt." The matron said.
" My. That seems very forward of you dear Poppy." Harry teased and the Marauders were laughing uproariously at the blush that formed on Poppy's face. Many order members were grinning at the scene that took place in front of them.
" You sure that you don't want to get into a room??" He asked and that did it. The laughter reached the roofs as the people watched the play between the new addition and the Matron of Hogwarts.
" Harry. That's enough. Please do as she says." Harry heard his mother say but there was still humor in her tone. Harry nodded and took off his shirt.
Many watched as the matron sat down, cleaning a lot of blood and curing the slight cuts and going on to stitch the wounds at the same time. Harry's body was littered with scars. A lot of scars. His back was totally covered by them, but he wasn't ashamed of it. Apparently, he had made peace with his inner demons a very long time ago.
Harry grimaced in pain and even hissed in pain if he felt anything more painful, but that was it. Apparently, being put in pain for a lot had dampened any kind of feeling or sense in his body. He just felt injuries like these as passing irritation. Nothing more.
He stood up after the woman was done. He gave it a once over and shrugged again. He didn't feel a lot of pain. He sat down again. He turned to Dumbledore.
" I told you that I had a job to do. Well, I have a present for you." He said and he reached into his pockets and brought out a silver orb. He placed it in front of Dumbledore and the man stared at it and Harry, wide eyed.
" You brought it out??" He asked. Harry nodded.
" Is that a prophecy??" Asked a surprised Daphne. " Ten points to..uhm.. whichever house you belong to." Harry said. " You are absolutely right Ms Greengrass." He said and turned back to the old man.
" You can call those guarding the damn thing. Do whatever you want with it. Destroy it. Preserve it. Save it. Frame it. I don't care. Just let the damn guard you have placed out of that place. I walked right through them and the gits didn't even notice that someone was entering the room they had been guarding all day." Harry said casually and got up.
" It's been a long day. I'll retire today. I am feeling sore all over." He said to his parents who nodded.
" Sleep well, love. You need it. We will go and speak to Charlus and Dorea. They would love to see their grandson. For what it's worth, we are really proud of you Harry. Extremely proud." Lily said with a smile.
Harry beamed at hearing the praise from his mother. He gave a hug to each of his siblings and his father. He was about to leave the room when he was stopped by a question from Bellatrix.
" Where is your wand??" Asked Bellatrix. Harry stopped and turned to the woman. This Bellatrix was a far cry from the one he had seen before. She was a seductive beauty. There was a constant air of seductiveness around her. Her long ebony curled locks, brilliant violet eyes, her hourglass figure full pouty lips and her full breasts. Harry mentally chastised himself.
' What the hell is happening to you, Harry??' he asked himself.
" Sorry??" He asked her. " Your wand. I didn't see your wand??" She asked again.
Harry grinned." That's awfully forward of you Ms Black. Are you sure you don't want to wait for a third or fourth date??" He asked with a mischievous grin.
Bellatrix Black, dangerous senior auror and the proud member of the Black family, blushed. Blushed brilliantly.
" Ok Cassanova. You know what she meant." Sirius said with a laugh.
" I don't need one." Harry said and that caused dead silence. Harry raised his hand and clicked his fingers.
Out of nowhere, a beautiful silver dagger with a Basilisk face as its hilt appeared.
Harry placed the dagger on the table in front of Bellatrix.
" Keep it. It's too beautiful. Just like its owner." He whispered the last part in her ear.
" But I do have a wand. In this very room." He said. They looked around in confusion to see the wand but couldn't find any.
But one person understood what he was telling them. He identified the wand in the memories. He felt the wand increase in weight as he knew that the wand had relinquished his hold.
He took out his wand and placed it on the table.
" And it belongs to you. Rightfully." Harry raised his hand as the wand started to shake furiously and started to emit gold sparks. The wand shot off the table and crashed into Harry's hand. Harry felt complete. A part of him was back with him. Harry twirled the wand in between his fingers. It felt perfect.
" Can you pass me that dagger, Bella??" He didn't notice the blush that adorned her features. She passed the dagger that Harry had given her. Then, to the surprise of others he slit his palm open.
He let the blood flow onto the wand. His wand started to glow brilliantly. It subsided after a while. He flicked his wand and his injury was healed.
" Elder wood. Fifteen inches. Thestral hair as a core." He said and twirled the wand.
" Back where it belongs. With a Peverell." He said and the wand hummed in agreement.
" What are you talking about??" Asked a confused Lily.
" This is where it becomes fun." He said and displayed his wand. " Do you know what this is??" He asked. His mother replied in a negative way.
" The Elder Wand. The death stick." He said and the jaws of the order dropped open.
" What??" Whispered James. Bellatrix was staring at Harry with wide eyes.
" You know. Our ancestors. The three brothers. Elder wand. Resurrection stone. Invisibility cloak. The family of which I am the lord of." He said and the Peverell ring appeared on his finger out of thin air.
" You are a lord??" Daphne stammered.
" Of course. All the cool kids are one these days." He said with a straight look and grinned as the table erupted in laughter.
Daphne glared at Harry.
" Do you have to be so sarcastic??" She asked. " Ahh. Those are my trademarks. How can I let them go??" He asked.
She shook her head. " Daphne, dear. Forgive my son. He is an utter prat." Lily sighed.
Harry gasped dramatically. " You wound me dear mother. I am probably the best kind of person you would ever find. A gift to the wizarding kind." He said pompously.
He saw his sister shudder.
" Please don't do that." Jasmine begged.
Harry raised his eyebrows. " What ??" He asked.
" We have one who speaks and prances around like that and we really don't want another. " She shuddered.
" Are you by any chance talking about Draco Malfoy??" He asked.
" Right in one, dear brother." Alexander said.
" Let him try." Harry said. His grin made them feel like something would happen.
He yawned once again. " I am really about to fall down on my legs." He said as he got up.
" I really need to sleep. I don't have a habit of putting a silencing spell on my room. One single sound and I will skin you guys alive." He said with a growl and left. " I'll take Regulus's room, Padfoot. Don't even think about waking me up before ten." He said and left the room.
The order members stared at where the young man had left. " Well. That was eventful." Dumbledore smiled at the group.
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It was around noon the next morning when Harry heard a knock on his door. He stretched his body to shake off the sleep that was still lingering. He opened the door and came face to face with Fleur Delacour.
" Yes??" He asked as he yawned.
Fleur Delacour stood staring at Harry's body. He was very fit. Lean, athletic build. Broad chest and shoulders. Well defined abs. She felt herself fluster a bit as she saw that vision. She was broken from her scandalous thoughts by a cough from an amused Harry.
" Like what you see??" He asked coyly.
" Definitely." She muttered silently.
" You are wanted downstairs. Your mother asked me if I could get you. Are you coming down??" She asked.
" Is everything alright??" He asked her frantically. Fleur calmed him down.
" Calm down, Harry. Nothing is wrong. Just come down. It's almost noon." She said.
Harry nodded and stretched his body again, to lose the laziness that he felt. He could feel Veela's eyes on him. He grinned. It took very hard for Harry to not pull her into the room and shag her while telling her that he loves her. But, he didn't know her here. Yet. Accepting his parents is one matter, but Fleur, it's not right nor it's possible. He will let it play out.
" Give me twenty minutes. I'll be there." He smiled at the girl. Fleur returned his smile and nodded. She left the room and Harry left to get ready.
It was half an hour later that Harry walked into the dining room. He observed the order members present in the room. It seems to be a full meeting today. He walked up to his mother and kissed her cheek. " Good..ummm.. afternoon. Yeah. Let's go with that." He said as he took a seat next to his brother.
" What is going on??" He asked his brother. Alex shook his head. " Nothing. Just lunch for now. But there is a meeting afterwards." Harry nodded.
He turned to speak to his brother.
" How good are you at quidditch??" He asked the boy. The boy's eyes lit up.
" Pretty good. I love the game. Dad has been teaching me since I was five years old." He said and Harry watched with amusement as his brother spoke about quidditch.
He then turned to his sisters. " I assume that you like something else??" He asked.
The two nodded.
" I like charms. It's a beautiful part of magic. I take after mum in that." Rose answered.
" And I like Runes. It's fascinating. The intricate patterns. The various applications and it's numerous advantages." Jasmine gushed.
" Do you know about Battle Runes??" Harry asked. Jasmine frowned in confusion. She shook her head.
" It's fine. It's a very ancient and lost art. You should look in the Potter Manor. There are some interesting books about that subject. Runes interest me. Very much to be honest." He said.
" Can you teach me??" She was excited at the prospect of learning something new from her brother.
" Of course. But, it won't be easy. To be honest, that is not a very easy skill." Harry said.
" Harry is right, Jas. It is a very difficult branch of magic. I doubt even Albus could do it effectively for a long time." James said, surprising his daughter.
" Dad is right. I will teach you but it's not easy. " He said and smiled as his sister nodded.
" You should teach me something too." Rose pouted. Harry laughed. His sisters were very cute.
" How about the Patronus charm??" He asked. The table perked up at that and looked excited at Harry.
" Yes!!" Rose shouted with excitement.
" Well, what the hell are you waiting for?? Wands out." He said and the youngsters followed suit.
" I forbid it. It's wrong to use wands out of Hogwarts till you are of age. You must not do it." Molly Weasley ordered.
Harry stared at the woman. " Meh." He shrugged and went back to the others.
" Young man. How dare you disrespect me like that??" Asked Molly.
" Woman. You are really coming close to blowing my socket off. Please refrain. I am a very dangerous man if I am angry. Just don't make me turn into a beast." He whispered and the woman gulped as she saw his eyes.
" Ok. Now, I want you guys to clear your minds." He instructed. " Concentrate only on my voice. Nothing else. Tune everything down." He said.
" Now. Get into your memories. Memory palace, to be exact. Now, search for a memory that you feel very much for. A memory that gives you a lot of emotions. Maybe love, victory, happiness, laughter, doesn't matter. But search for a very strongly positive memory." Harry said as he buttered his toast.
" Now, allow the memory to take over. Let it wash over you. Drown yourself in that memory. Allow the emotions of the memory to take over." Harry said.
Hermione snorted. " It won't work. It's wrong. You are teaching them all wrong. It's not like how it is in a book." She said.
Harry raised his eyebrows. He looked straight at Granger.
" Guys. Open your eyes." Harry instructed and the others followed.
" Expecto Patronum." Harry taught the incantation.
The others followed suit and the resultant gasp from the viewers told Harry everything he needed to say that he was successful.
He watched as Jasmine' s patronus, a doe, pranced around the room. Rosalyn's patronus took the form of a doe as well.
Harry watched his brother's patronus become a lion.
" Well. There you go." He said as he got up from the table.
" And that ladies and gentlemen is how you Ace your charms and defense owls with just a single spell." He said as he stretched a bit.
" That is a very powerful and difficult piece of magic. Well done guys." He said. He exited the room whistling a tune.
" Did he just teach an extremely difficult spell that most adults struggle with, in what, ten minutes??" Asked Fleur incredulously.
" Yes he did." Remus replied with amusement.
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Harry was deep in thought. He assumed that many factors were similar here, but no. Lots of things are different. For one, the horcruxes were in different places. Actually, he really didn't know if there were any at all. He couldn't get a reading of Longbottom. He was not paying much attention at that time. He should not slack off here. He can't afford to lose his family.
But this Harry wasn't the innocent, naive Harry. This was a man who had fought all his life. He had grown to be ruthless. He was a fighter. And that is what he planned to do.
" Wherever you go Tom, I will be there to stop you. As the bane of your existence. I will not let you ever be peaceful even for a single moment. I will destroy your mind, body and all your stupid ideologies." He said as he watched the sun set through the window of his room.
TBC--
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