Hey everyone,
New chapter up! This one will be about Harry experiencing what it's like to live in the Manor that was once the cottage where he was supposed to grow up. I'm also intending for some FredxGeorge romance as you just can't fall for one destined mate without falling for the rest of them and maybe some other stuff.
The whole Hearing thing will be next chapter, maybe the one after that if I feel there needs to be some more stuff added to the things that will happen before the Hearing, but I won't be like Rowling and make one chapter about the Ministry and the next about the Hearing, I just don't want to keep my readers waiting like that.
Also, for those of you who might get confused by what you read, just imagine all sets of rooms on the 4th and 5th floor being connected thanks to the study being connected to the lounge from the side and the bathroom from the back, while the bathroom is connected to the study from the front and the bedroom from the right.
Okay enjoy,

Venquine1990


Chapter 19
Emotional Overrun

Harry's POV

To know that I am now living in the Manor that had served as a cottage to protect me and several other relatives of mine, such as my mother, aunt and even my grandparents is something that makes me all the more excited to finally be – as mum calls it – back home and the wards around the manor certainly make feeling home very easy.
The division of the rooms make this even better and while I had been shocked to see the space my parents gave me as they actually gave me a whole set of rooms, had they made it easier for me by making sure they would have the set of rooms on my left and to give the set of rooms on my right to Lea, the twins living next to him.
The division of my room was so that the first door opened to my actual personal lounge, with a room in the right wall leading to a study and a door in the left of the back wall leading to my own bedroom with gigantic king's sized bed, with another door in the left wall this time leading to a bathroom with shower and king sized bathtub.
All of it had shocked me, yet mum had told me that all rooms – including the guest rooms on the fourth floor while we lived on the fifth – were build like that and that the front wall of my bathroom was the back wall of the study room he now shared with Sirius and that the same applied vice versa for my room and Lea's.

Lea had also been quite shocked and a little unnerved, but it seems as if Sora and Riku were the two who could best understand how shocked and out of place I felt as the two told me how they had only known their Island and how – while travelling – they had often stayed at fancy places, but had always slept in sleeping bags.
Neither had ever really made use of the luxury certain worlds presented them and while Riku had told me silently how he – at that point – felt that he just didn't deserve it, had Sora quickly reassured him before he had told me how he constantly had to switch guard with his traveling friends to make sure they weren't overrun by enemies.
This had worried both Riku and me and I had quickly asked my older brother to rely this info with mum and dad. Sora had been a little reluctant at this, but Riku had set the ultimatum, explaining how this made him worry about Sora's inner Veela and stating that if Sora wouldn't tell our parents of this, that he would.
Sora had sighed at this and had smiled at the both of us afterwards, the young lad obviously understanding how worried we both are for him. In the end, he and Riku had both shared this little fact with our parents and they had instantly decided that Sora was to stay in the set of rooms on the other side of the hall from them.

Riku had then offered to take the set of rooms on the left of Sora and told them how it would enable him to make sure he could be close to the one he loves and care for him were the Darkness to try anything as his experiences with us and what our family had gone through made him worry for any lingering darkness in our hearts or minds.
At this I had looked at my dad and I just know that the elder lad is onto something, even if dad had tried denying it during the reading. After all this had we decided to invite Kairi and the others that had come with us – Sora's friends – onto our floor as well, yet Kairi had declined our offer in name of everyone else.
She had stated that, while Riku was bonded to Sora and the twins and Lea were bonding with me, that the rest of them were just friends and no true – or at least incoming – members of the family and that the floor we lived on should remain exactly that, a floor for family to live together. She had then smiled and left the floor.

This all happened in the last few hours and while mum had made sure to instantly appoint one of our House Elves to care for Ariel in case of her pregnancy, had none of us discussed any of it since. Mum had also made sure to ask some other Elves to prepare the rooms of our guests in such ways they would feel at home.
This had changed Kairi's set of rooms in a set of islands, the walls actually looking like the sky of a tropical island with the doors being the only actual clouds visible anywhere in the room and with water on the floor that didn't make anything wet, yet could still be used to either shower, take a bath or even drink from.
Tarzan's room had changed into an actual jungle and his bedroom was now just about inaccessible for anyone but the King of the Jungle himself and Sora, who apparently has experience with the world because he visited it a few times during his first journey, while the bathroom has now changed into a beautiful waterfall oasis.
Hercules' rooms have barely changed at all and while the walls have changed from the stone and wood that they used to be into the sandstone used back in Ancient Greece, is it only the Study room that has undergone amazing changes as it's no longer a study but an actual training room with battle arena right in the middle.

Still, even with all that, it's still Lea's room that I find the most amazing of all. The room has barely changed and while the furniture itself is now much more simple and slightly old-fashioned, is it the fact that the walls are now made of stone bricks and rocks like used back in the Medieval times that make the room absolutely amazing.
Lea had asked for this the minute he heard that the rooms could be changed and when asked, Lea had told us that this was how his town called Radiant Garden looks like. The man had even gone so far as to install a window of his own, using his Corridor magic to allow us to see into his world and through the front window of his home.
All in all, all the rooms look amazing and while I would love nothing more than to follow Lea's lead and change the furniture in my own room to be a little more simple, do I know myself well enough to know that I would ask for furniture that would be way below the level I know I am supposed to have as Heir to an Ancient Line.
Because of that do I keep quiet on how the amazing furniture, the ancient style and incredible grandeur work on some of my nerves and how I feel slightly as if I'm intruding into someone else's personal life, something the twins are the first to pick up on as they seat me between each other during dinner and hug me comfortingly.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Mum asks as he notices this and I decide to be honest as I say: "It's just – I – I guess I – I need to get used to –." And dad growls: "To living with what is rightfully yours since birth?" And I nod, feeling ashamed at the fact that the man is growling before he says: "Rotten Muggles and Figgy."
Making a small smile appear on my face as the fear that the anger of the man had been aimed at me goes away and then mum says: "Harry, I – I wish I could help you, son. But – I've grown up here and I'm not used to any less than this. I – I guess it's a good thing that – that you're not the only one here who feels the same way."
At this I smile at the man and at how – even while he feels he can't help me – he still helps me feel better and I say: "Thanks mum." The man smiling at me before the House Elves make me understand why Purebloods are never shocked when they first lay eyes on the Hogwarts feasts and one that rivals them appears before me.

The food before me is wide in variation and actually covers the entire table that my family, our friends and partners are sitting on and the only ones who don't seem shocked to see this appear are my parents, while everyone else is wide eyed and the twins whisper: "And we thought that she could cook much." Making me nod.
Lea is the first to get over the shock as he puts together a small plate and then – to my shock – switches it with mine before he says: "You've obviously been a little malnourished, little one, so small meals to start off, alright?" And the fact that this man cares enough about me to know that I can't eat too much yet touches my heart deeply.
Then, while we eat dinner, does dad do something I am not entirely comfortable with and he says: "I think we should discuss battle strategy for the upcoming trial at earliest convenience. The sooner we get that out of the way, the sooner we can get to work on some other obstacles and work towards getting our relaxing lives back."
Everyone nods at this, while the memory of what Fudge is planning with my hearing still makes me feel very queasy and even makes me hold back on my tears as the fact that the Minister for Magic is so against me again brings out that feeling Vernon always installed in me; that a person like me just doesn't belong anywhere.

Then Kairi, who seems to have picked up on my bad mood, asks: "Will you be needing our help?" But dad shakes his head when Ariel comments: "Yeah, I would love to remind Fudge that there are more rulers here than just him and his lackeys." And to this my dad says: "No, that will just cause tension and problems on the long run."
At this I can't help but huff and say: "I just wish Fudge would continue the realization of what the Queen told him and Percy before your trial. And seeing what she said at the end of it, can we really be sure Fudge will do as he did in the book?" But dad breaks the hope I had inside me while saying this as he says:
"Sorry pup, but I'm pretty sure he will. I know that Fudge takes the queen very seriously and I have no doubt he took her words to heart, but his lackey Dolores is another story. She doesn't accept the Queen as someone above her station and even believes it should be different – just because the Queen is of Muggle blood."

At this I groan and say: "What a load of – bull." I end my sentence hastily and my parents smile at me as dad says: "I know you wanted to say worse, kiddo, and I think it very good of you not to. Though the way your emotions are becoming to be all over the place does mean one very vital thing." I tilt my head and the man says:
"You're entering another stage of growing into your Veela form. The way your emotions are slowly but surely growing out of your own control proves only more that you're an Empathic Veela and that you have the right Mates already chosen. Had even one of them not been meant for you, you would have experienced otherwise."
"How?" My mates ask and dad turns grim as he says: "He would have suffered apathy emotions. His emotions would have become less and less powerful and the emotions that bind him to you guys would have been the first to go, meaning that – overtime – he would become completely unable to feel any love for any of you."

Instantly the four of us whiten and dad nods as he says: "It's a good thing he's been in two Mayor Manors so far, especially seeing that both belong to his own bloodline. Because of that, has the Family Magic been able to stimulate both his teenage hormones and his Empathy-Veela magic, making the growth increase splendidly."
This makes the twins and Lea smile at me and I ask: "So what will happen once I lose all control over my emotions?" Dad cringes at this with a smile, worrying me nonetheless and he says: "When that happens – and I fear it might happen before your hearing – but when it happens, your emotions and your Veela magic will unite.
You will then release a single tone of sound – which to anyone but your mates will sound worse than my dear old mum screaming – and that tone will, once it leaves your mouth – change into never ending sound waves. It will then be up to Fred, George and Lea to – by their own instincts – calm you down again.
And sorry pup, but I can't give you any hints on how they will do this as it differs with every single Empathy Veela born to my line. One of them had his mates sing a duet for him as they approached him, the other had her mates shout just as loudly and again another had her mates use elemental magic to get near."

At this I nod, my feelings being hard to control already and I say: "I think you might want to get some earplugs before tomorrow, dad. If my emotions are currently anything to go by, your prediction of it happening before my hearing will definitely come true." And while the man smiles, do we all continue our meal afterwards.
But then dad says: "There is however one thing you should know, Harry." I look up, having just set my glass down and he says: "While what I just told seems like it will take place really quick, does this not mean that you will experience what Veela's call Grounding just yet. Like I said, that takes months and a true bond of trust to form.
The Overrun Emotions Stage is just a way for Veela's to get more aware of their inner emotions and the hormones that affect those. Once that is done, will you be more in control of your emotions, but not enough that your hormones will become unable to effect them. And let's keep one fact clear, kiddo, you're only fifteen."

At this I sigh and nod, but just the fact that this whole thing might take place within a day makes me feel all kinds of emotions, giddiness, a strong sense of wonder and curiosity along with a slight sense of fear over whether or not they will still want me when I let loose being the few emotions that pretty much outweigh the rest.
Then dinner is over and Mr. Weasley asks: "Sirius, is it okay if we speak now? I just remember that I asked you about that after the chapter you read, but we never really got into that." My dad nods and I say: "I'll be outside until sun sets. I just want to find a place to keep my emotions under control – while I still can."
And while the others laugh, does mum hug me with a strong sense of pride being felt through his arms, making me happily hug him back before I walk out of the room, through the grand entrance hall and into the backyard, where I happily move over to one of the fields of wild flowers that are all surrounded by bushes.
Lying within the flower patch itself, do I take a deep breath through my nose to inhale the scent of the flowers and this actually does calm down the raging inferno that is my ever-stronger growing emotions and hormones and I think: "Maybe I should just come here tonight. With these emotions, sleep will be impossible."

And while I had held my breath after breathing in, do I now release it with a light hint of despair, making a male voice ask: "You okay, little brother?" Making me look up and see Sora smiling down at me as he stands right above my own head, his brown hair covering some of the bright August sunlight from my sight.
I sigh again and say: "Dad was right. That explosion of emotions is definitely taking place before my trial. I already know sleeping will be just about impossible without Dreamless Sleep Potion tonight." The boy nods and asks: "And do you think your mates know this as well?" I nod at him as he sits down besides me and say:
"I'm pretty sure they got the hint from what dad and I talked about." Sora nods and then looks up, the sun making the slight tan that he has show off more and then I ask: "Hey Sora?" My brother looks at me and I ask: "How come you're not more tanned? I mean, you told us where you lived, so how come you're not chocolate brown and all?"
The boy laughs at how I phrase it and says: "Because our Game Island mostly exists from this one giant tree. That and we barely ever swam in the ocean so the water surface never really got to help us tan either. Combine that with the fact that you and I both have our origins here and I think that makes for the whole explanation."

At this I nod as those living in England really are well-known for barely having any tan at all and I laugh back as I say: "Just wait. We might be having a heatstroke this summer, but usually August can be pretty rainy. Though not as bad as the Autumn months and the Winter months up in Scotland – they're like Christmas, really."
At this Sora smiles in giddy excitement and then he asks: "Hey Harry, you still believe in Santa?" But I shake my head and say: "No Sora, I never believed in the first place. Growing up like I did, how was I even able to? Those people were horrible and I didn't have anything good to look forward to until I turned eleven."
The boy sighs, the things I tell him about my old home life obviously hurting him and he says: "Well, that's – that's a shame, really." This makes me look at him and I ask: "Why? Do you still believe?" Sora nods and then shocks me as he says: "I do, I even met him." To which I jump up and ask: "You even WHAT NOW?"

Yet this seems to be the wrong thing to do as suddenly I feel as if a branch has been snapped within me, as if a dam has been broken and a wall has been shattered and while this makes me gasp and whisper: "Sora." The boy looking at me in clear worry, do I continue with the only word I still know how to utter:

"Run."

And while this shocks my brother and makes him want to reach out to me, do I then shout: "RUN!" Before actually holding the tone of the U, the timbre in my voice turning shrill and higher than the sound of thunder flashing across the sky, Sora shouting in shocked pain before he does as I asked and starts to run.
Yet while I have my head in my neck and my arms spread out to my sides, do I feel as if I just stared into the reflection of a Basilisk's stare as my whole body feels like a golem that hard and sturdy, not a single muscle in my body moving bar those in my throat and my lungs as I just keep screaming, each drawn breath elongating the scream.
And as I do, does every breath also make each following scream be heard with a different emotion that has been running and coursing through me ever since I first became aware I could have emotions: pain, heartache, betrayal, happiness, loneliness, glee, excitement, exasperation, worry, concern, fear, fury, vengeance and many more.
All of these are heard coming from my throat and while the happy ones are easily joining the bad ones, do I still cry as the overwhelming amount of darker emotions compared to the lighter ones makes me only further aware of how grotesque my life has been until the arrival of my brother, yet even this thought does not stop my scream.

Then suddenly something happens that, while I really want to, still doesn't make me capable to stop screaming, even though it does shock me as a ring of circular metal looking weapons with sharp razor points at all sides of the outer circle appear around me and while I look at them, do I still keep screaming my emotions.
Then two voices that have never more sounded like one before shout and to my utter shock, does one of them shout: "Incendio!" While the other shouts: "Glacius!" Yet even though the two shout different elemental spells, do their voices sound in perfect sync and then something happens that I could have never expected.
The rings around me get surrounded by tornadoes made of the two conjured spells, one of them surrounded by an inferno of fire whereas the one next to it would be in a flurry of icicle spears and icy wind, before the next would again be surrounded by fire and so the pattern surrounds me, the fury of fire and depth of ice surrounding me.
Yet to my utter delight is it these signs, this furious anger of fire, this cold-hearted strength of ice and this metallic determination that makes something within me, the same something that made me start screaming, calm down and while with a final breath I let out one last weak sounding scream, do I then collapse in the center of the rings.

Lea's POV

I signal my two mates to stop their spells and wave my hand to call back the rings of what used to be my signature weapon, part of me wondering why I didn't summon my Keyblade, yet it seems as if the three of us have passed the instinctual test laid upon us when Harry started screaming as the boy now lies out cold in the grass.
Fred and George instantly rush for him the minute they see that my Chakrams are gone, yet I use my arms to keep them back before nodding at Sirius, feeling that the father has more rights to be with his son than we do to be with our new mate and the sight of the man running at his son makes the strange looks the twins gave me vanish.

Sirius then picks up his son and sighs as he says: "On one hand am I glad that he went through it all this early, it will make keeping his cool much easier when we have his Hearing. On the other – I have never seen an Overrun Emotion Stage be calmed like that – and our MC books had a lot of pictures to describe past events."
At this I nod and say: "It must be because I am from another world. Because of that did fate choose for a way to unite Harry's inner magic with my own, as a final test to see how compatible we really are." And then I look back at the twins, the sight of their spells merging with my rings still something that amazes me as I say:
"All of us." And while the two can hear the amazement in my voice, do they still smile, the two of them now holding each other in a way that proves that, regardless of them being twins, they are indeed in love with each other and will not hesitate to prove this when necessary, something that makes me smile in pride at them.


Hey everyone,
Okay, so I only hinted at the FredxGeorge thing, but that's because I have plans. Plans that cannot yet come to happen as, right now, the only residents present are either the Weasleys, Sirius and his family and those from the other worlds. Yet for my plans to work out, I need someone not a Weasley or Potter from this world.
Interested,

Venquine1990