A/N Another week and another chapter done after several all-nighters and an attempt at getting hired. Hopefully that goes well because I need the money. Oh well, who cares about my personal life when we can barge in on the privacy of an oc's past. hehe I'm such a douche.

Paxloria pointed out a huge screw up in chapter 4 where I swapped Jason and Dante's names. Don't know how that happened but it is now fixed. It was also pointed out that Jason didn't tell Harry about the Mages Association, that is because it is currently a 2 on the threat meter which goes to 10. Don't worry that will soon change. As for Harry not asking about the mages that already attacked him: Beaten to near death, summoned Berserker, freed by Berserker, attacked by mages, escapes via magic, discovers Berserker is Frankenstein's monster/Fran, has nightmares about a terrifying figure, apparates to Godrics Hollow, Remembers the night his parents died, meets Jason, learns about wizarding Britain from Jason, discovers an evil organization wants him dead, and maybe the person his parents followed allowed him to be abused. All within 3 days. Cut the kid some slack please.

ulttoanova asked if Jason is the wizard version of Kiritsugu. The general answer is yes. I did not do that on purpose though. In the future there will be a clear distinction between the two.

Without further ado here is chapter 6!

As we looked through the house we found that it was just a normal place on a normal street. Neither of us were able to feel any magic in the area so we relaxed. It was odd, staying in such a comfortable place without having to constantly watch what I do or say. Despite it being odd I found it very pleasant. It was also nice to see Fran relax as well. I don't think I realized how tense she was as we were constantly moving around but now, she looked like she was at peace for the first time since I met her. It must have been hard for her to keep her guard up, not knowing if those mages were going to show up again . . . "Son of a bitch."

Fran looked at me in surprise and came to see if I was alright. "Neither one of us told Jason about the mages before we left. Damn it, they know how to find us even if the wizarding world doesn't. We need to tell Ruby and Sapphire when we see them tomorrow." She gave me a nod and went back to where she had been. How could I have not brought them up, they almost took me not to mention how they almost killed her. Wait a minute . . . he fought the mages right outside my house but he didn't tell us a thing about them. We might have a few more problems than I originally thought.

There's no point in worrying about it tonight. This is the first time she's had a chance to cool down, I'm not going to say something that would put her back into guard mode. Might as well see if there's anything in the storage room I can use to pass the time. I walked up the stairs and opened the first door on the right. It was basically an attic but for some reason Jason called it a storage room. There were cobwebs all over the place as well as a few spiders here and there but I payed them no mind. Dozens of small boxes littered the floor, it was obvious that no one had touched them in many years.

I bent down and opened one only to find a photo album and a notebook. I took a look inside the album first and saw that it was filled with pictures of a black-haired girl. In most of the pictures she was alone but in a few others she was smiling next to a small boy with bright eyes and brown hair. Is this kid Jason? They do have the same hair color and this picture looks old, but their face and eyes are totally different. Once I got bored I put down the album and picked up the book. The first page read: Property of Jessica Fairbrookes for those of you that read my diary I will curse you. A part of me said I should put down this girls diary but another part of me wanted to know who she was. Was she a witch like Jason or was she a mage? What kind of magic did she know and what could she do? There's only one way for me to find out.

Day 1,

I am finally in Hogwarts. It's more beautiful than I ever could have imagined and most of the people here are so kind to me. Some of the people in Slytherin are jerks but not all of them were mean to me. I ended up in Hufflepuff though . . . some of the students seemed to make fun of the house but I really like it. It hasn't been a full day and I already feel like I belong with all of them. I'm happier than I've ever been before! I can't wait to learn magic.

Day 2,

I had my first magic lesson with Professor Flitwick today. He told us about all of these different kinds of charms and I can't wait to learn all of them. Although I don't know if I'm happier to learn or if he's happier to teach. I also got to meet Minerva again, she's still as tense as when she explained magic to me and my grandmother. Despite that I could tell that she loves each and every one of us with all of her heart. I think I can really be happy here if I give it my all.

I continued to read page after page of the experiences she had at Hogwarts. Most of them were about how much she loved the school and how much she enjoyed learning alongside the friends she had. Before I knew it I had read through her first two years of Hogwarts and I could tell she was in love with that place. Every entry was related to the school one way or another but none of them were about her home life. I hope this girl wasn't like me, to have such a positive view of the world, she doesn't deserve to know what I went through. I turned to the next page and noticed tear stains on the sheet, luckily the words were still readable.

Year 3 day 1,

I'm back home for another year but this time it feels different, we got this kid in our house and he looks so sad. It isn't really in his appearance but his eyes look dull. I don't know what happened to him but all of the smiles I've seen today were so forced. Maybe I'm just overreacting to something I know nothing about. How would I know if something bad was happening to someone else? I'll keep quiet for now, besides, I should be more worried about getting a boyfriend or passing my classes right?

Year 3 day 2,

The Slytherin boys were messing with our new kid but whenever we tried to help him he just smiled at us and said it was a joke. None of us bought it but it seems like no one is willing to try and talk to him. I am older than him so starting tomorrow I will be his new friend. After all, I'm sure if I start hanging around him the others will be with him soon.

Year 3 day 14,

He really is a wonderful kid. I thought it would be hard to get him to open up to me but it was like we were meant to be friends. What could have happened to such a nice person to make them so closed off. He still won't except anyone's help when the other students pick on him but he stands up for himself now. I wonder if he was always like that or if I made him like that? Either way he looked really cool when he did it. The little first year is making his way into the world.

Year 3 day 45,

He finally told me what happened to him before he came to Hogwarts. How could a parent try to drown their own child? Even if his father was very religious it wasn't right. The worst thing is that he makes it sound like it's his fault. Like he's some kind of monster. That bastard should never have been allowed to raise him in the first place. If Gran doesn't let him stay with me this summer I'll just run and take him away from that place. He should be allowed to be with someone that cares about him right?

This kid sounds a lot like me. I wanted to keep reading but I heard footsteps from outside so I put everything away quickly. My heart was racing as I watched the door slowly creek open to reveal Fran. I let out a sigh of relief, of course it was her, who else would it be? I stood and walked over to her, "Is something wrong Fran?" We left the groceries and your pocketknife on the library roof. I slammed my head into the wall hoping to cure my recent levels of stupidity. Well we might as well go and get them quickly in case Jason shows up unexpectedly. "Let's go get our stuff." I took her hand in mine and focused on the pulse. Within a few seconds we were pulled from the house and into the alley beside the library.

"Could you please grab it Fran?" She nodded before jumping onto the roof. I leaned against the brick wall and tried to catch my breathe. I shouldn't be this tired, is it because I moved around so much using my magic? Yeah that sounds about right, how many times have I done that today? I guess it's only natural that I be exhausted. Fran landed right beside me leaving only a small crack in the pavement. "Shall we?" I offered her my arm with a wide smile and she happily took it.

I took us back to the house but instead of being in the storage room we landed in the master bedroom. I fell forward onto the bed and dragged Fran with me. I can barely move my body. "Fran I think I should go to sleep." She let out a small grunt and started to get up but I tried to stop her. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but could you sleep here tonight. I . . . I don't want to be alone right now." I don't know what I expected her to do but she just lied beside me and held me tight. I won't cry tonight, I won't do that because I'm happy and when you're happy you're supposed to smile. So I smiled and went to sleep.

With Dante at the Clocktower

The Crimson Demon was currently staring down at the four people he considered to be cannon fodder but apparently they were worse than that. "So you mean to tell me, not only did you fail to kill that wizard but when you captured him he managed to escape. You all are entirely incompetent, I would have been better off without you interfering in my work." Three of them looked away from Dante but Sherry stared him down.

"With all due respect sir, you would be dead if it wasn't for us. You would have been destroyed by Berserker and the boy would have still gotten away. In fact, we would have him now if someone hadn't sat there and watched as he started a spell that allowed him to escape. If you want to get rid of us then go ahead, all that means is our five way split becomes a four way split because I know how to find him." Dante's eyes narrowed at that last sentence.

"You know how to find the child?" Dante asked with a deathly quiet voice. Sherry took a step forward and revealed his family crest.

"My grandmother was the first mage in my family. One of the first spells she made was a spell that would track a certain signature. It won't tell us where he is but it will tell us where he's been. Of course if you want access to that spell you would need us to be a part of your little task force wouldn't you?" Sherry said with a foxlike smirk. Dante was starting to see the use of these little pieces of cannon fodder.

"Fine, I suppose I won't remove you four but if you fail again . . . you might just kill yourself to escape my wrath." The two continued to stare each other down before Dante grinned and looked away. "When I fully recover you better know where that brat is."

"And you better be prepared to take on that Berserker again. If you die too easily, getting that kid will be almost impossible." Sherry said as he turned and walked away from the dangerous man. The three followed after Sherry in hopes of getting the hell away from Dante.

Meanwhile Dante laughed to himself as he thought about the balls Sherry had to talk to him like that. It was nice to have someone challenge him every now and then. Though in the future it could pose a problem for his career. "Oh well, accidents happen in the field all the time. Especially when your group is dealing with a servant."

The next morning with Harry

I woke up from a peaceful sleep and felt what had become a familiar warmth. I looked up at Fran's sleeping face and thought that it was rather cute. I tried to get out of bed but felt her grip tighten around me. She must have held me in her arms the whole night. Leaning into her I gave a small thanks and slowly wormed my way out of her grip. Somehow I managed to get out of the bed without waking her up, though in doing so I almost stepped on the groceries.

I took them downstairs and started to make breakfast for me and her. For some reason I couldn't stop myself from laughing at the thought. How many times have I made food only for it to be taken by those bastards? This might be the first time I'm truly happy to cook for someone. I don't have much to work with but I hope she likes it.

I put the bread in the toaster and opened a can of pineapples and a can of peaches using the pocketknife. I found a few bowls in a cabinet and dumped the fruit in it before placing the bowl in a microwave. I wasn't sure how this model worked so I just set the cooking time for thirty seconds. With that done I got the toast and spread peanut butter across the top of both pieces. As soon as I was done with that the microwave beeped so I pulled out the steaming fruit.

I divided the food as best as I could and took it upstairs. Balancing the plates and bowls on one arm I opened the door to the bedroom and saw Fran was awake. "Hey, I made us breakfast." She gave me a confused look before holding up the same page as yesterday that said she doesn't need to eat. "I don't care if you don't need to eat to survive. I wanted to make this for you. I was forced to cook for the Dursleys but I enjoyed cooking for us." She reluctantly took a plate and a bowl.

I ate quietly while enjoying my efforts for the first time in a very long time. "Good." I turned to her and saw her smiling softly at the food.

"I'm glad you like it, actually that's the first compliment I've got about my cooking. I'm happy it came from you." She looked shocked that I said that but I don't understand why. "The Dursleys weren't the kind of people to compliment anything about a freak. That didn't stop them from eating the food I made though." No the only kind of compliment I'd get was about my pain tolerance. "Well if your done I'll take the bowls and wash them."

I would have stood but she grabbed my arm and hugged me. It didn't take long before I returned the hug. Is it weird that I care this much about her even though I hardly know her? No, after what she did it would be wrong if I didn't care about her. We pulled away from each other and I made my way downstairs.

Washing the dishes took no time at all and after that I was completely bored. "I could always slip over to the library. Although that might piss off Jason. Yeah, even if it does piss him off it will be worth it in the end." I threw my clothes through the washer and drier before taking a shower. Once again the feeling was absolutely divine and I had to force myself to get out.

After drying off I went upstairs to grab Fran. She was twirling around in front of the bed while humming a soft melody. I stepped back and knocked on the door before going in "Would you like to see if Sheska is at the library? I felt bad for blowing her off yesterday." Fran gave a nod and a grunt before taking my hand. I closed my eyes and took us to the alley next to the library. Looking down I was able to see the crack made by Fran last night. She looked really happy when she was dancing but now she's back to her vigilant self. I hope that she can have fun while she's out here with me.

Although it would be a lot easier if Sheska were here to help us. Please let her be in the library. I don't want to be the social idiot that has to follow a step by step instruction manual from a book on how to have fun. "For the love of whatever god there is please don't make me resort to that." Fran gave me a funny look but I motioned that I was ok. We entered the building but the person at the desk was definitely not Sheska. So much for that hope.

With nothing coming to my mind we walked to the back of the library and read whatever we wanted. I read through a few adventure books and in the corner of my eye I saw Fran reading a romance novel. I wonder if all women enjoy reading those. I'm fairly certain every woman at Private Drive had a few of those in their possession. Maybe I should get her one as a gift next month.

The two of us stayed there for about an hour before we decided to leave. The sun had risen high in the sky but it was still chilly. I guess it isn't surprising with it being the middle of November. "I don't suppose you know a place we could go to enjoy ourselves." I asked with a somewhat grim expression but she only shook her head no. "I wish Sheska had been here. She might be a bit weird but I'm sure she would know what we could do."

We started to go to the alley but stopped when we heard shouting. "Harry! Fran! Wait up!" I turned around and sure enough right across the street was Sheska. Brown sweater, blue jeans, and round glasses. Yeah that's Sheska.

"Hey Sheska! You wanna hang out today?" I yelled over the traffic that was whizzing by.

"Sure! Just give me a minute to get over there!" She called back. It took a bit but she finally managed to get over to us. "I never thought the two of you would be here this early. Was there a book that just came out that I didn't know about?" She asked with stars in her eyes. I scratched the back of my head and felt my cheeks heat up.

"No, we were hoping to see you. I wanted to make up for how I acted yesterday. You have been so nice to me and I acted like a total jerk; do you think you could forgive me for being such an idiot?" Sheska smiled and tilted her head a bit.

"You didn't come off as rude. Honestly I was worried I had scared you off when I tried to introduce you to my niece. So if we were both worried about the same thing I suppose everything is forgiven." Her words were completely sincere and I felt even worse for how I acted yesterday. When someone forgives you aren't you supposed to feel better about yourself?

"Since we're new to the area why don't you pick where we go." I suggested with a smile of my own. It wouldn't do any good to let her see how bad I feel now.

"It's a bit of a walk from here but there's this wonderful mall that has sales on everything. Clothes, food, and so many books. It really is a paradise like no other, except for the library of course." And so she took our hands and dragged us in the direction of the mall. I looked up at Fran and saw a bright smile grace her lips. How could anyone think someone so beautiful could be a monster? I took her free hand in my own and squeezed it.

"I didn't think anyone could be this excited over anything, did you?"

"Did you say something Harry?" Sheska asked me.

"I just thought it was funny to see someone so happy about going to a mall. It's nice to be around such a good person, don't you think?" It was the truth. Fran and Sheska were both so good. It's weird. My whole life I've been surrounded by people who were nothing but cruel to me so I shouldn't be able to know if anyone is kind or good. I shouldn't be able to trust someone that I've only known for a few days or a few hours but . . . for some strange reason I know without a shadow of a doubt that I can trust them. Is it their kind eyes that let me trust them completely or is it the fact that I know they understand me to an extent? Fran was treated like a monster for being born as she was and Sheska pours her heart and soul into books so much that she seems to push other people away.

I picked up the pace and passed both of them up so that they wouldn't see the tears that were stinging my eyes. "I didn't think there was a way that I could like anyone in the world. But for some weird reason I think that the two of you are already my family, I hope that you're ok with that. Fran, Sheska, thank you two for being such amazing people." I refused to turn around because I was really afraid of how they might look at me.

"I'm glad that you think of me that way. To be honest the two of you are the only friends I have outside of my mom, brother, sister-in-law, and niece. Hearing that you think of me as your family means a lot." I let my head turn to see Sheska wiping away a few tears and Fran smiling down at me. I wonder if I will ever feel happier than I am right now? I know that it's selfish of me to wish this but please, don't let anything bad happen to them. Whatever god exists, don't let anything bad happen to these wonderful people.

With Jason at the Ministry of Magic

"What do you mean he isn't at the house? Where the hell did he go?" Jason angrily whispered to Ruby at his desk. The red eyed elf looked up at her boss with annoyance before letting out a sigh.

"Sapphire is trying to find him as we speak. I thought I should let you know what happened but I'm starting to think I should have left you in the dark." She said with her arms crossed. A few of the wizards that passed by the desk laughed at the wizard who was unable to control 'his' elf. Said elf may or may not have slipped a bit of slug slime into their coffee as revenge for that comment.

"I'm sorry Ruby but I found him out of a stroke of good luck and now he's gone and disappeared. No offense but I am freaking the hell out right now." Jason said and it was easy to hear the despair in his voice. "It wasn't bad enough that he doesn't trust me but now someone might have taken him and there's nothing I can do to find him." The two continued to go back and forth but were interrupted by Sapphire.

"I have good news and bad news boss." Sapphire said quickly.

"What is it? Did you find Harry?" Ruby and Jason asked at the same time.

"Harry apparated to a library in London where they met a girl who seemed to be their friend." Jason calmed down once he heard that.

"To think that he could apparate at such a young age, he really is something else isn't he? Wait what's the bad news?"

"One of the mages in that squad has the ability to track Harry's magic signature."

In a car near Harry and Fran

Sherry and the other three were in a black van following the boy and his servant. "I can't believe it was so easy to find them. Now the only problem we have is getting the boy away from his servant. It wouldn't be a problem if we had told Dante about this but nooooooo we just had to come here on our own. You guys realize that Dante will kill us for this."

"Can it Bob. Right now Dante is still recovering, he would only be a liability as he is now." Sherry said coldly as he eyed the boy. "Right now all we have to do is be patient. She can't stay with him constantly and in that brief moment of false security . . . We'll strike."

"A four way split does sound a lot better than a five way. After all five is when it becomes an org-" Sherry punched Bob in the face to shut him up before channeling a bit of magic into a map of London highlighting the path the targets were taking.

"I'm sure the Mages Association will be happy to know they don't have to pay Dante for the capture of that kid."

A/N Thus chapter 6 comes to a close. Sorry if you were expecting more info on Jason's backstory but I am a firm believer in building up to the climax of the truth. Next chapter will reveal a bit about what is happening to Harry. (and I mean a bit.) Please stick around for chapter 7 and leave a comment/review about what you think of the story/chapter.