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I forgot to say this last chapter, but last chapter was one of those prologue things.
You know one of those things that come before the story to give you a little information about the story. I think that's what they're called anyway.
For the reviews I got:
Bradydragonshade- I don't know how often I'll be updating sorry.
Ddragon21- I'm planning on explaining the Eevee Stone is later. After all, Hermione has to have something to research otherwise, she wouldn't know what to do with herself.
Guest- The title is a bit of a hint about what Harry and the others might get later on. As for my girl Hermione, I've seen a fanfic were she gets a ralts as a starter and I don't want to be a copycat so that's a no. Gothita and its evolve forms creepy me out a little so that's a no too, sorry. Don't worry, I got an idea that seems like a good match up though. Ron, I'm not sure if he's gonna be a good guy or a bad guy yet, but he will have a normal type pokémon in his crew.
Anonymous- I was thinking about giving Voldemort a Bisharp, just seemed like something he would have you know?
Ultima-owner- hadn't thought about a froakie for Neville, but I might just do that now. It all depends on how I feel when I start writing.
Anyway….On with the Show.
"Talking"
'Thinking'
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"Boy, come out here and make breakfast!" A voice yelled. The boy in question was one Harry James Potter. Harry groaned softly as he sat up in his bed. The yelling had been more than enough to wake the new eleven-year-old up. That's right eleven, today was Harry's birthday. Not that anyone really cared that it was, to everyone in the house today was just any other day.
Harry climbed out of his 'room' under the stairs, before making his way to the kitchen. As he walking into the room, the dark haired boy saw his cousin sitting at the table with his Machoke.
Dudley had changed some over the years. Once he was very over weight, looking pretty close to a Wailmer in appearance. Now he looked much heathier, he was still a little on the chunky side, but now he had muscles to balance it out. Not long after getting his then Machop Slammer, the once heavily over weight boy began working out. Dudley had seen on TV that if you do activates your pokémon like with them, then they are more likely to work harder for you and evolve sooner. Whether this was true or not didn't matter, Dudley started working out with Slammer every day. When he turned ten, Slammer was officially handed over to him and Dudley had set out on his own pokémon Adventure.
Harry remembered that day fondly as he started cooking. It was one of the best days of his life because it started a change in his cousin that the older boy really needed. Dudley had left to explore all of Surrey Island before he would go to the main land and challenge the Hoenn Gym League. Problem was Dudley was used to everything being handed to him and he had never really done anything for himself. He came back to their house in Little Whining three weeks later, hungry and flat broke having lost all but five of the dozens of battles he'd fought in. Dudley had been challenging every trainer he saw to fights, thinking he'd win because that's what he wanted. He didn't understand the value of money so he didn't care if he lost money for every battle he lost. It was only when he had no money, no food to eat, and no place to sleep, that Dudley started realizing just how sheltered he really was. When he came back, he told his parents that he just wanted to see them again and that he was taking a break from exploring and that was why he was back so soon. He never told his parents the truth and Harry only knew because he overheard the boy talking to his Machop about it.
Dudley spent the next month at the house thinking about his life and just what he wanted to do with himself. At the end of that month, Dudley left to start his adventure over again. He didn't take any money from his parent or say good bye to them, he lift a note say he needed to get back to his adventure. Four months later he was back, but Harry could see it in his eyes. Dudley had changed. The first time he let Slammer walk around the house, Petunia almost had a heart attack. Slammer had evolved into Machoke, and she wasn't expecting to see the large fighting type in the kitchen. After that, Vernon had jokingly asked if there was anything else Dudley had forgot to mention to them.
The ten year old had just smiled before showing the older man two more pokeballs. Dudley said that if they wanted to meet his new pokémon that he'd be outside. Vernon and Petunia couldn't get outside fast enough after that. As they went by, neither parent noticed their son glancing over at Harry and jerking his head towards the door silently telling him to come look too. Harry surprised to say the least, walked out the house too.
Once in the back yard, Dudley threw the two pokeballs in the air. When the pokémon were out Slammer went to stand by them. One pokémon Harry recognized easily, after all he had been saying that Dudley looked like one for years. The other was a very large rock snake pokémon. Petunia almost fainted when she saw the Wailmer and Onix standing in her yard, while Vernon looked on with pride.
That time around Dudley only stayed for a week before leaving. Since then he would be gone a few months before coming back for a week or so just to check in. During one of his visits, Dudley had pulled Harry a side and apologized for everything he had done to the younger boy. He apologized for every mean look, every rude comment, and every bad thing that he knew he had done, he even said sorry for abandoning Harry with that Absol a few years back. Even though neither boy ever told Vernon or Petunia about that incident, they never forgot about it ether.
After all the apologies, Dudley had asked if there was anything he could do to make up for it. Harry had just laughed and said as long as he never did it again then it was fine. See, Harry knew that the older boy acted that way because his parents told him it was ok. Now that Dudley knew it wasn't and had experienced life without his parents in his ear every second, he was damn sure that he wasn't going to let himself be like that ever again.
Dudley asked Harry what happened after he had left that day, and Harry just smiled and said, "I made a best friend". The older boy looked at him funny, but let it drop. After that day, the two cousins were friends, even if they still pretended not to get along for Vernon and Petunia's sake.
Harry was brought out of his memories by his uncle Vernon lumbering into the room. Vernon had not changed and both boys doubted he ever would. The new eleven year old took all the food he just cooked to the table. Dudley flashed him a quick smile and nodded his head before eating. Both boys had learned quickly that Vernon did not like his son being nice to the 'freak', so they kept their interactions to a minimum while he was around.
Harry went back to the kitchen to start cleaning as Petunia came in the room. While the Dursleys ate and Harry cleaned, the new eleven year old thought about his 'best friend'. After the then seven-year-old boy got home that night two years ago, all he could think about was the Absol that had saved him. In his mind, the disaster pokémon was more a guardian angel that had protected him when no one else would have. The next day while Harry was outside in the back yard weeding one of the gardens, he heard a slight banging sound on one of the fence posts. When he went to see what it was, he found an Absol sitting on the other side of the fence waiting for him. Once the Absol saw him, it jumped over the fence to stand right in front of the little boy.
At first, Harry had been scared shitless, until he looked into the Absol's eyes and realized it was the same Absol from yesterday. The then seven-year-old boy tried to make Absol leave, but it just sat down and watched him. After half an hour of trying, Harry had given up trying to make it leave so he went back to work. A few hours later, the dark haired boy's stomach growled, but Harry knew he couldn't have any food until his chores were done. Absol had heard it too, and the disaster pokémon jumped back over the fence and took off.
After Absol left, Harry was sad. Even though he had tried to make the pokémon leave, the little boy had been secretly happy that Absol had stayed with him. The sad feeling went away when Absol came back a few minutes later. The disaster pokémon walked up to the boy and dropped something by his feet. When Harry bent down to pick it up, he saw that it was an apple. The then seven year old looked at Absol, only for the pokémon to nod towards the food. Harry took the apple and ate half of it before offering the other half to Absol. It took the apple piece from him and ate it too. From then on Absol would bring Harry food whenever it could. It was thanks to Absol bringing him food and making sure he ate it, that Harry was no longer too skinny or small for his age.
For weeks after the first time Absol came to the house, Harry tried to get it to stop coming. Eventually the dark haired boy stopped trying and just accepted Absol as part of his life. Harry had started to read books and apps on Absols to try and figure out why 'his' Absol had taken a liking to him. The then seven year old had taken to thinking of the Absol as his Absol a week or so before his eighth birthday. He knew that technically the disaster pokémon wasn't his, but he still liked to think of it was his. Thanks to all the reading he did, Harry had now learned that his Absol was female and still very young. Shortly after learning this, he named her Angel because she was his angel that was always there for him. Angel seemed to like the name and spent every day she could with Harry for the next three years.
Harry's tenth birthday had been the day he needed Angel the most. Vernon had told the then ten year old, that 'worthless waste of space little brats' like Harry didn't deserve to have pokémon or go on pokémon adventures so he wouldn't be getting one. The dark haired boy had wanted to cry so badly at that moment, but he didn't instead he asked if it was alright if he went outside for a while. Vernon feeling that he had crushed the brat's spirit enough for the day, agreed to let him go outside. Harry had run out of the house as fast as he could. He heard his uncle laughing as he jumped down the front door steps, he hadn't stopped. The then ten year old ran until he reached the outskirts of town, he then found a small grove where he laid down and cried.
Harry hadn't been there more than five minutes before Angel laid down beside him. The disaster pokémon hadn't made a sound, she just laid there with him as he cried. They spent the whole day in that grove; sometimes Harry cried others they just laid there. When the sun sent, Angel carried the dark haired boy on her back while he slept back to the house. When they got to the house, Angel gently woke Harry up and licked his check before disappearing into the night. As the then ten year old walked into the house, he kept his face blank. Harry made the decision that day to never let anyone make him cry again, no matter what they said or did. Vernon tried to get to him when he got into the house, when he didn't break down Vernon left him alone while the older man looked for something better to do.
A tapping noise from the window made Harry snap back to the present. The new eleven year old opened the window and in flew a small brown and red bird pokémon. "That's a Spearow! But what's it doing here?" Dudley said while looking up. Harry glanced towards the table, only to see that uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia had already let the dining area leaving their dishes for him to pick up. Dudley grabbed the plates and took them to the kitchen. When his parents weren't there, he had no problem helping his cousin with the chores.
The Spearow flew around the room before landing on the kitchen counter and presenting its back to Harry. On its back was a little bad that said "mail" on it. The bag was strapped to the pokémon, so Harry reached inside the bag and pulled out what was inside. In his hand, the eleven year old held a letter that read:
To: Harry James Potter
Closet under the Stairs, Number 4 Private Drive
Little Whining Town, Surrey Island
The boys looked and the letter glanced at each other before looking at the letter again. "I think you better open it, Har. I'd do it now before Dad comes back and takes it for you." Dudley whispered, he didn't want his father to hear about this and come see what they were doing. Harry nodded before opening the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into the prestigious school, Hogwarts School of Trainers and Pokémon. If you wish to attend school here, please send your acceptance response back with a carrier pokémon before August sixteenth. School starts on September first. In closed in this letter is a list of school supplies you will need for this coming school year. We hope you will be joining us here at Hogwarts.
Sincerely;
Albus Dumbledore,
Headmaster of Hogwarts and Grand Champion of the Avalon Pokémon League
School supplies:
One copy of Introduction to Pokémon. (Book or App makes no difference)
One copy of Pokeball Maker's First Step. (Book or App makes no difference)
One copy of A Beginner's Guide to Potions and Berries. (Book or App makes no difference)
One copy of Pokémon through the Ages. (Book or App makes no difference)
One copy of Battling for Beginners. (Book or App makes no difference)
One copy of Where Pokémon Live. (Book or App makes no difference)
One Pokédex
Three sets of school uniforms. (First years are to be white with gray trim.)
One bag or purse
Please note that First and Second years cannot bring Running shoes, Bicycles, or Skateboards.
Neither boy spoke as they digested what they had just read. Finally Harry spoke. "You think this is for real?" He asked looking over at his cousin. As he did, the dark haired boy noticed that the Spearow was still sitting one the counter. Harry got out a small bowl, filled it with water and gave it to the tiny bird pokémon. Spearow chirped it thanks while Dudley spoke.
"I think it is. I heard that there are schools on the main lands that train people so they can face the Elite Four without fighting the Gyms. I think someone told me once that you can only go to those schools once you're eleven instead of ten. I'm not sure though."
"Yeah, but why would they want me? I don't even own a pokémon, plus how'd they know I even exist?" Harry questioned. He like his cousin had heard about some schools on the main lands but he never thought about them because he wasn't sure he'd ever go to the main land.
Dudley looked at his cousin like he was crazy. "What do you mean you don't have a pokémon? You got that Absol from when we were still enemies, right?" Harry looked at the older boy in shock. Unfortunately for him, Dudley caught that look. "What? You thought I wouldn't figure it. Remember when I asked you what happened that day after I bailed out and you said you made a friend, well I figured that back then no one wanted to be near you and you didn't come home right away that day. So I thought that meant you somehow either tamed the Absol or made friends with some other pokémon. I'm right aren't I?"
Harry had a dumbfounded look on his face as he nodded slowly. "Alright so I have a pokémon, but how do they know about me?" the eleven year old wasn't too worried about Dudley knowing about Angel, after all the older boy wasn't the same kid from before.
"I don't know, but who cares? This could be your chance to leave this place. I think you should take it while you can." Dudley knew how much the younger boy wanted to live his life somewhere else and truth be told he wanted that for Harry too. When Harry had told him what Vernon had said on his tenth birthday, Dudley wanted nothing more than to beat his father silly. The older boy was ashamed that he hadn't been there for Harry that day, but he would help the younger boy get away if it was the last thing he ever did.
"Maybe you're right, but I want proof that this is real and not one of Uncle Vernon's sick jokes."
"Why not send a letter back saying you'll accept going to Hogwarts if they send someone to come explain a few things to you."
"I think that should work." Harry said. Dudley left the kitchen and came back with a pen and paper. The dark haired boy wrote his letter and sent it off with the Spearow. A few days later, there was a knock at the door. Petunia went to see who it was, while Harry was in the back yard working.
There standing on the front porch was a very short man. He had slicked back short black hair, slightly pointed ears, lightly tanned skin and black eyes. The man wore a white leather jacket with blue strips going down the sleeves and a blue cloth hood coming out from under the collar; there was a small crest on the left side of his chest. The crest showed a dark blue shield with a Swanna on it with a capital H in the background. Finally, he wore a pair of loose jeans and white and blue Running Shoes.
"Hello madam, my name is Filius Flitwick and I am here to see a Mr. Potter." The newly named Flitwick said. Petunia was so stunned that someone wanted her failure of a nephew that she didn't answer the man. Luckily for Flitwick, Dudley had walked down the stairs just after his mother opened the door.
"Hi Mr. Flitwick I'm Dudley Harry's cousin. You'll have to forgive mom, she's not used to people coming here to see Har. I can take you to him if you like." After glancing at Petunia for a second, Flitwick nodded to the younger male. Dudley led Mr. Flitwick out the house and around the back to the back yard.
When they got there, they found Harry pulling weeds out of the flowerbeds. "Hey Har! Stop working for a sec. There's someone here who wants to talk to you." Dudley yelled. Harry looked up before putting his tools down and walking over to them.
"What's up?" He asked when he was standing in front of them.
"Hello Mr. Potter, I am Professor Flitwick. I'm here about your acceptance letter to Hogwarts school of Trainers and Pokémon." The shorter man said. Harry and Dudley glanced at each other in surprise. They figured someone might come based off Harry's letter, they just weren't expecting someone so soon.
Harry looked back at the older man before he spoke. "Thank you for coming. I just had a few questions. I'll try not to take up too much of your time."
Flitwick shook his head and gave a soft laugh. "Nonsense Mr. Potter. I enjoy helping others, so it's not a waste of my time. Now what were you concerns Mr. Potter?"
"I was just wondering how you guys knew I existed. I mean, why would you want me to go to your school? Also I don't have a pokémon, so how can I go to a school for trainers?" Harry asked. Him and Dudley had talked about it and decided that if someone from Hogwarts showed up, then Harry would pretend not to have a pokémon to see how they'd react.
"Well Mr. Potter to answer your questions in order; we knew you existed because your parents put you on the Hogwarts enrolment list not long after you were born. As for why we want you, you are originally from Avalon. Even if your parent hadn't marked you down for schooling, we still would have sent you something because you are under our jurisdiction. If you don't have a pokémon that's alright. In Avalon there is a place called Diagon City, it's where everyone goes to get their shopping done. There are quite a few shops where that sell beginner pokémon to young trainers. Is there anything else you want to know?" Flitwick asked, looking at the young boy in front of him.
Harry and Dudley were in shock to say the least. Harry wasn't from Surrey Island? His parents signed him up to go to this school? These people would let him buy a pokémon? These were just some of the questions running through the cousins' heads. Harry only snapped out of his deep thoughts because he had a question he needed to ask.
"My parents signed me up for your school?"
"Of course they did. The Potters have been going to Hogwarts for centuries. Even if they hadn't, your mother Lily often said going to Hogwarts was one of the best things she ever did and that if she ever had kids she'd want them to go there too." Flitwick said with a soft smile on his face and a happy glint in his eye. Harry noticed this.
"You knew my parents?" he asked barely above a whisper.
If it was possible, the glint in Flitwick's eye got brighter and his smile grew into a grin. "Oh yes I did. While I didn't know your father well as he didn't like my class all that much, your mother was one of the best students to ever grace my classroom. She lit up the room when she walked in and she was always trying to learn something new."
Harry was silent after that. Dudley knew why but he didn't say anything. All he did was talk to Flitwick and give his younger cousin time to think. Harry couldn't believe it, all his life he had been told that his parent were useless drunks and failures. That his mom ran away with some broke loser from the main lands. Now he was learning that his parent weren't like that at all. His parents had gone to a pokémon trainer school, his mother was one of the best students Professor Flitwick ever had, and his father's family had been going to Hogwarts for centuries. Harry realized in that moment if he went to this school, he could learn about his parents. He could meet more people that knew them. At that moment Harry didn't care what Hogwarts taught if students, he wanted to go there.
Dudley tapped Harry on the shoulder to get his attention. When the younger boy looked at him, he jerked his head towards Flitwick. Harry cleared his throat before he spoke.
"Thank you for answering my questions. I would be honored to go to Hogwarts. I just have one more question and then I'll let you go. Is it possible for someone to take me to Diagon City? I have no way of getting there and even if I did I wouldn't know where to go from there."
"Sure, I don't see why not. Someone can come get you two weeks before school starts if that's alright. It will be me or another member of the school staff. Is there anything else?" Flitwick asked.
Harry glanced at Dudley, looking to see if he had any questions. The older boy shook his head no. Harry looked back at his future Professor before he said. "No I think that's everything. Thanks for coming. Can we walk you out Mr. Flitwick?"
Flitwick smiled as he pulled out a pokeball. "No thanks boys. I've got my own ride out and this backyard is plenty of space." He said right before he threw his pokeball into the air. Out of the pokeball came a white flying type pokémon. It had red and blue horns on its head, with red and blue triangles on its chest.
Both boys were flabbergasted, as Harry whispered. "That's a Togekiss. Dudley, he has a Togekiss. A Togekiss!" Near the end Harry had started yelling, not that he knew that. Flitwick just laughed, before he jumped onto his Togekiss. As they started to fly away, Flitwick called out.
"I look forward to seeing you at Hogwarts Mr. Potter!" And with that he was gone.
Dudley looked over at Harry before cheering. "Har man this is it! You're finally getting out of here. Are you excited? I'm excited just thinking about it! Just think you're going to-"
"What is the meaning of this!?" A feminine voice screamed out. Both boys turned to see Petunia standing on the back porch staring at them with rage in her eyes. Neither boy knew it but Petunia had gotten over her shock and had come to see what the strange little man had wanted with the freak. She had watched the whole conversation. Now that the man Flitwikle or something like that was gone, she was going to get to the bottom of this madness.
Dudley tried to explain. "Mom please calm down. It's not as bad as you-"He didn't get to finish before she started screaming again.
"Dudley Vernon Dursley don't you dare tell me to calm down! The little ungrateful freak is trying to run away to a school full of freaks and you're telling me to calm down? How can I be calm about that? Wait til I tell your father about this, he'll straighten you both out." At that, Harry started to snap back.
"Ungrateful? What the hell do I have to be grateful for? You and Vernon treat me like a slave. The only ones who give a damn about me are Dudley and Angel; they're the only things in my life I'm grateful for. The rest of you can burn in hell for all I care. If I want to go to Hogwarts, I will. And you know what? I can go to that school because my parents already made it so I can. Meaning there's nothing you can do about it."
Petunia started to turn red as she screamed. "We gave you a roof over your head, which is more then you deserve. Fine then, you want to go? Then go but Hogwarts isn't a year round school. What are you going to do about the months that school's out, because you certainly aren't staying here anymore?" Harry didn't have any response to that. If what Petunia was saying is true, where would he be staying. Luckily, Dudley had his back.
"With me. Har can stay with me any time he's not at school." The older boy said. The other two people in the argument stared at him for a long moment. Finally, Petunia spoke again.
"Duddikinns you live here with us. He can't live here anymore so he can't live with you." She said slowly like she was talking to a baby. Dudley hated that his mother did that to him. She acted as if he wouldn't understand if she didn't speak slowly enough. It made him sick to think that there was once a time that he enjoyed it when she did that to him.
"Actually mother, I've been saving up money for a while now. I have more than enough for a small house. I was actually planning to save this money for my eighteen birthday, I was gonna buy a house on the main land for Harry and I. Given the situation, I think its ok to move my plans up a few years. Harry and I'll live in some small town in Hoenn far from here. The Hogwarts people didn't seem to have a problem with Harry living outside of the Avalon region." He said while smiling. Dudley knew that he was hurting his mother but after she and his father did to Harry, he figured that they deserved a little hurt.
Petunia stood there in shock. Now most parents expect their kids to leave home and move out one day. Not Petunia, no she thought her baby was going to live with her and Vernon forever. The idea that he would not want to be with them never even a curd to her. The older woman didn't know what to do, so she did what she always did in these situations. She blamed the freak.
"You! You did this. You corrupted my little boy. You're just like my sister, ruining everything I have. I want you gone this instant! Get out of my yard, my home, and my life." She screamed with tears in her eyes. Harry balled his fists but he stayed quiet as he walked towards the back door of the house. He never made it as Petunia grabbed the back of his shirt and threw him away from the house. It was at that moment that Angel came into the yard with an apple in her mouth. When she saw her human being tossed around like a pokédoll, she dropped the apple and growled at Petunia.
Petunia jumped back as the disaster pokémon got closer. Angel walked up to Harry and picked him up with her teeth by his collar. Once he was standing again, she turned her attention on the older woman. At this point Petunia was frantic; she started yelling at her son." Dudley don't just stand there do something about the monster in our yard."
Dudley just smiled as he walked by the Absol to stand next to Harry. "Why would I want to do that? Angel's only protecting her trainer. If you didn't want her mad at you, you shouldn't have thrown Harry. Oh and this isn't our yard, it's your yard. I told you if you were going to throw my cousin out, that I'd go with him. Speaking of which, Har we should probably get going. It'll be dark soon and we need to rent a hotel room for the night."
Harry looked at his cousin before speaking. "Are you sure about this D? Once we leave, there's no going back. I don't want you to lose your home cause of me."
Dudley just grinned. "Harry this place hasn't been home to me for a while now, so I'm cool with giving it up. But before we go, SLAMMER!" he called. There was a bang in the house before the fighting type pokémon came out the back door with a duffel bag in his hands. At the younger boy's questioning look, Dudley shrugged. "I was planning on leaving again here in the next few days, so Slammer and me were packing our duffel bag. There's plenty of stuff in there to hold us over until you start school."
Harry grinned at that, before turning to his Angel. "So Angel girl, you ready to leave this place for good?" the disaster pokémon glanced at him with a small nod before going back to growling at Petunia. Dudley took the bag from Slammer before sending the fighting type back to his pokeball.
"Well, let's get going Har. Oh, we need to stop by a friend of mine after this. We need to get you a pokeball for Angel. An ordinary one just won't do for such an amazing pokémon." And with that, Harry Dudley and Angel jumped the fence and started walking away. Petunia finally got over herself and started yelling at them for Dudley to come back, but they just ignored her.
Dudley led Harry and Angel through the streets of Little Whining before they came to a stop in front of a small shop with a blue acorn above the door. As they walked in, Harry saw many different pokeball sitting in baskets hooked along a counter. Behind the counter was an old woman who was a sleep with her head resting on the counter. She had long snow-white hair in a ponytail that went down her back. The old woman was wearing a light blue shirt with a black skirt under it. As Dudley and company got closer to the old woman, Dudley started to yell.
"Hey Grandma Wake up! I brought you some business." Harry was surprised when the old woman only sat up in her chair before saying.
"Damn it boy! I don't care if you brought Arceus itself here, I'm trying to sleep." Her head was back on the counter before she was even done speaking. Dudley just grinned.
"Ah come on Grams, don't be like that. Listen just help us out really quick and we'll be out of your store before you know it."
The old woman sighed before she looked up at them. "Fine, but I hate you for this boy. Now what can I do for you?" she said.
Dudley gestured to Harry and Angel before speaking. "This is my cousin Harry I told you about. He needs a pokeball for his Absol. It's gotta be a real special one too. Angel here has been his pokémon for years, but he was never allowed to have a pokémon before now."
The old woman got up from her chair and walked towards Harry and Angel. When she got to them, she started walking around them in circles while asking Harry questions.
"When did you to meet?"
"Three years ago, when-"
"How did you meet?"
"She saved me from-"
"Why do you call her Angel?"
"Because she is my angel."
"How much to you care about her?"
"She means more to me than anything else ever could."
By now, the old woman had stopped circling them and stood before Harry looking him straight in the eye. After a long time she spoke.
"Wait here." With that, she walked into the back of her store. Harry looked over at Dudley.
"What just happened?"
Dudley laughed as he said. "Don't worry man, she does that to everyone. Grams is one of the best pokeball makers in the world. She's forgotten more about pokeballs then you or I will ever know. No one knows her real name, so everyone calls her Grams. She's not one of the nicest people you'll ever meet, but she means well. Grams just doesn't like people using her pokeballs unless she thinks they're worthy."
Grams had just walked back into the room as Dudley finished speaking. In her hand was a red and black pokeball. Grams walked up to Harry before handing him the pokeball.
"This is a Cherish ball. It's a very rare pokeball due to it being hard to make. It's often used to commemorate special effects. I can tell you truly care about your Absol and that she cares about you. I want you to use this pokeball to mark the start of your pokémon career with your precious Angel."
Harry looked at the pokeball in his hand. The weight of what it meant was heavier then he thought it'd be. He knew that once he used this pokeball, Angel would be stuck with him forever. Before Harry could get any deeper with his thoughts, he felt a gentle push on his hand. The dark haired boy realized it was Angel leaning her head on him.
"Absol." She growled softly while staring him in the eyes. Harry smiled at that before nodding his head. Angel stepped back from him before moving to stand right in front of him. Harry stared at the disaster pokémon for a second longer, then he tossed the pokeball at her.
The ball shook back and forth for a few minutes, before a quite clicking sound was heard. Harry picked up the pokeball and tossed it again. As Angel appeared, he rushed up to her for a hug before the light of the pokeball had fully faded. Angel was now his, really his, and no one was ever taking her away from him. The disaster pokémon dropped her head onto his shoulder and growled softly.
Dudley and Grams stood there watching in silent. Dudley glanced at Grams before looking back at Harry and Angel. "So, what do I own you for the pokeball Grams?"
Grams just shrugged her shoulders. "Consider it a gift to a beginner. Plus, it's been a while since I seen a pair that care about each that much. If that cousin of yours is like that with all his pokémon, he'll go far as a trainer."
Dudley looked at the older woman with his eyebrow raised. "I think that's the nicest thing I've ever heard you say about someone."
Grams scuffed at that. "Whatever. I'm going back to sleep. The lot of you need to get out of my shop."
Dudley laughed as Grams went back to her counter and dropped her head down on it. He glanced over at Harry and Angel to see them both looking over Angel's new pokeball.
"Oi, you two. We need to get going, the sun's already set and we still got to check into a hotel. I don't care if you wanna check out Angel's pokeball or not, but you can't do it here." He said as he started towards the door. Harry saw Dudley leaving so he tapped Angel's shoulder, before they both walked out after him.
The group of three managed to get a hotel room for the night, with Dudley on the couch and Harry and Angel on the bed. They group figured they'd decide what to do about tomorrow later. Right now all they wanted was a good night's sleep.
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Well, there's chapter two or whatever I'm calling these things. Yes I'm well aware that Harry and Dudley weren't nice to each other for most of the series, but I like to think that if Dudley had spent time away from his parents' influence that he'd have been a better person for it.
School for Hogwarts starts September First, I figured students should let the school know if they're attending or not by August sixteen. Roughly, two weeks before school starts. If that's not right let me know. Also I know that in the books they use owls for the letters and mail, but in my story they're gonna use any pokémon that flies or uses teleport for the mailing system. Just didn't seem fair to all the Hoothoots and Noctowls if it was only them doing all the work.
Did Dudley ever have a middle name? If not then he does now. Naming Dudley after Vernon seemed like something the Dursley's would do. Hence Vernon for his middle name.
I've never seen a fanfic with Flitwick as the one to first meant Harry, so I wanted to try it out. I've seen Snape, Hagrid, McGonagall, Dumbledore and even Quirrell, but never Flitwick. Whether he's the one to take Harry to Diagon or not remains to be seen.
I thought the cherish ball would be a good pokeball for Angel. What do you think? Also unless I have to, I'm not going to use regular pokeballs. There are so many different types that I want to use as many as I can.
Next time; Harry and maybe Dudley go to Diagon City and then it's off to the train ride for Harry and Angel, cool right?
Review if you want, if not it won't hurt my feelings. Your wants and desires for the story just won't happen that's all.