This is a Harry Potter & Familiar of Zero Cross Over Fanfiction Only.
As soon as I had my ring and Ollivander promised me that he would find a way for me to have a wand, even if it was the last thing he did I left his shop. I then went to get my new school uniform.
Dumbledore told me that it would be the same clothes everyone in the school would wear, and in fact, the shop would send them to the castle. "Dumbledore those things you and the other men wear are what I call a gown, you can tell me they are robes, but to me, they are clothing that women wear."
Dumbledore looked at me and began to smile, "Harry it is the traditional attire of wizards and witches, you will soon find out that they only wear muggle clothes in special occasions and they only wear them because it's an obligation not by choice."
"Now I hope you don't mind, but I need to take care of a few purchases I need to make. I hope you will not cause any trouble with the nice lady from the clothing shop. She gives special discounts for students who have financial problems, keeps that in mind."
As I stepped into the shop, I couldn't help but shiver as I felt I walked into a women's only clothing store. A nice witch came to meet me and was smiling, that sort of made me feel better. "You are here for your first-year robes, please stand on that stool right next to the blonde young man, we are just finishing measuring him."
As I stood on the stool he turned around and looked at me with a condescending look. I knew this was going to be trouble. The look on his face and his attitude I knew he was going to be trouble.
"I am Draco Malfoy, so you are here to get your robes. I will attend Hogwarts, as I am sure you will too. My mother is looking at Cauldrons, and I will ask father to buy me a new quidditch broom, I still think that we should be on the house teams. Who are you with and what is your name?"
I waited to hear him at least ask my name, turns out it was after a boring monologue. "My name is Harry Potter, and I got no parents, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore is doing me the favor of helping me get my first year supplies."
The look on his face screamed that I was a liar, "You have to do better than that, no way Dumbledore would do that for a student, no matter how famous he is, he might be a nutcase, but I would think he was at least not a fool."
That is when the witch using pins to adjust his robes apparently didn't like his comment about Dumbledore and decided to push the pin a little bit harder than she normally did.
He jumped six inches up in the air as the pain struck him. "Watch it you filthy little mud blood, you injure me and I will have my father throw you in the nearest bin as the piece of garbage you are!"
That was not something I was willing to put up with. I immediately began to levitate him until his face was pressed hard against the ceiling. "You will apologize for your insulting remarks, or so help me you will have to get used to eating a liquid diet for the remainder of your life."
He looked at me and I looked at him, he knew in a second that I was not kidding. "Very well, I am sorry Miss, I apologize for my disrespectful comments and I beg for your forgiveness."
I looked at her and she nodded her head, I slowly lowered him back on the stool. As the witch began to measure me I heard her say a thank you in a whisper. "Never insult a lady, think how sad your mother would be if she was insulted like that. I honestly expected better from you cousin."
He immediately looked at me and it just happens that his mother came it. I saw her and I had to say that she didn't look half bad. "Excuse me young man, but why did you call my son your cousin? I happen to agree with your position of respecting ladies you should watch your manners son, you are a member of an Ancient and Noble house, not a mere commoner."
I looked at her as the young witch began adjusting my robes, "It is quite simple, my name is Harry Potter, and it is well known that the Draco Family and mine are cousins due to the fact of the many marriages that happened between our family and the Black Family, hence he is my cousin, or am I wrong?"
She was smiling as I told her my explanation, "No, indeed you two are cousins, it's just that I never expected you to know about it. Nice to see that the Potter heir knows the traditions and rules of being in an Ancient and Noble house. Now if you will excuse us, we have to get Draco here his new wand, I hope you have a pleasant day."
I told her I wished her the same and as soon as the young witch was done. I looked at her and smiled, "Thank you for your help. I am sorry for my cousin's lack of manners." I immediately took a piece of paper and made it change into a beautiful rose. "I hope you will accept this and my apology."
The owner of the shop smiled and I was told the robes would be sent to the castle by the time my first day in the class started. I left the place and I saw the smiling face of Dumbledore looking at me from outside the shop.
"Honestly you handled that rather well Harry, and here I was thinking you were going to pull out that monstrosity you call a gun and killed the kid for insulting the young lady," I told him that I was indeed tempted to do just that, but she had already suffered more than she should by his treatment of her, she didn't need to suffer such trauma.
As we walked towards what looked like a pet shop I was beginning to hear something, it was almost like someone was calling me. As we walked Dumbledore was beginning to tell me how useful was to have my own owl. The place had more animals than just owls, out of nowhere a raven kicked open her own cage and came flying down towards me.
The witch that owned the shop jumped over the counter and began to run towards me. The raven landed on my shoulder and began rubbing her head against the side of my face and was looking rather happy. The thing that struck me as odd is that she had three legs.
I began touching her head and she seemed to really enjoy my touch as she began singing this happy little tune.
"I'll be damned, I was afraid that she was going to attack this young man, but instead she is even allowing him to touch her. I never seen Morgana look so happy with anyone. I never expected something like this to happen."
I offered her to stand on my right arm and she did stand on my right wrist. "So your name is Morgana, I am Harry Potter. Nice to meet you Morgana." She gave out a loud cry and I got the gist that she was telling me likewise.
I looked at the witch and tried my best to put smile, "Mind if I buy this raven?"
She began laughing like I asked something that was both hilarious and insane at the same time. "Mind it? I will happily give you that raven just so that I am free from it. Please, by all means, take her, a nice carrying cage and a month worth of treats. I couldn't be happier than not having her constantly attack my customers."
Morgana just glared at the witch and out of nowhere she bit my hand. A black mark began to grow on my hand and the mark slowly looked like the shadow of a three legged raven. She immediately went inside the mark and was gone.
"Looks like she was going to go with you, even if the shop owner decided not to sell her to you. That Harry is called a familiar's mark. I also happen to have one on my shoulder. You will find familiars are very good company. I couldn't imagine how my life would be without Fawkes."
As we left the shop the owner told me the cage and treats would be sent to my room in the castle. As we walked back to the bar we got something to eat. Never imagined that a pub that is called the Leaky Cauldron had such delicious food. The place might look like a rundown pub, but they actually had great food and drinks. Just goes to show you never judge a book by it's cover.
As we ate out meal Dumbledore told me that it was still a few months before the start of the school year, and since I had no place to live I would be allowed to live in the castle.
"I will need a place to exercise and practice my skills. Do you think there is such a place in the castle?" He laughed as I asked him that, he took a sip of his mug and looked at me.
"I happen to know a perfect place for you to practice and have plenty of privacy while doing so. It's a place we call the Forbidden Forest, so you will understand nobody will bother you when you are practicing your skills. Be mindful, however, and don't kill anything that is sentient. That is the only restriction I will place on you using the Forest."
Life on the castle was if anything a lot more entertaining than I expected. Filch was closely getting on my last nerve, but if the man had a death wish who am I to stop him? His cat, however, was a source of humor I never expected, the cat had some jokes and stories that had me having trouble breathing, I was just laughing that hard.
Once I went to a bathroom on the first floor a very upset ghost kept bugging me about the fact that it was a girl's bathroom. First I really needed to take a piss, but she immediately stopped bugging me about when I went about doing that, "Look, Myrtle, everyone avoids this place like it's cursed, and I really can't hold it to the other side of the floor to get to the boy's bathroom. I also have to take care of something here."
She stopped looking at me and decided to talk to my back. "What could you possibly need to do besides urinate? Don't you find me scary? I am a ghost you know. Most people would think I am terrifying at the very least annoying."
I finished used a piece of paper to clean myself and turned around as I threw the piece of paper in the bin. "Actually Myrtle now that you stopped your banshee imitation, I can honestly say you are rather cute. You really look nice with those glasses. I don't know makes you look really smart."
I was smiling at her when she turned around and looked at me, she seemed to relax a little bit. As it turns out Myrtle and I became rather good friends and we both had a love of reading so we have plenty of subjects to discuss.
We had many things to discuss but that was rudely interrupted one day when a rather rude ghost decided to make some rather disgusting noises as we discussed the different ways people reacted to the different species in the Magical World.
I always held that I did not hold a person accountable due to their race, species, or even if they were alive, undead or plain dead. I always will hold that a person should be judged by their actions and the intent behind such actions.
The rude ghost in question was a prime example. He began to throw pieces of chalk at me as I kept trying to pay no attention to his rude behavior. After ten or so hits I reached the end of the patience I had for his antics.
"Myrtle mind telling me who is that rude fellow that has been throwing chalk at me?" She smiled and looked at the person who looked like he could care less what my opinion of him was.
"That Harry is no mere ghost, he is a poltergeist, he is a menace that loves to bully anyone and he delights in making life difficult for everyone. He has even been rude to ghost and even teachers at the school. That one time when he flipped Professor McGonnagal's robes was embarrassing."
I decided to make my point on this rude fellow. I pointed my opened hand at him, "Even if you throw a piece of chalk back at me it will just go through me and there is nothing you can do about it, these greenhorns are so amusing to prank, they still think they can do anything against me. Mark my words you shall learn to fear me as all have."
I pushed my magic into my hand and my ring began to show signs of light from the four crystals. "I think it is time you tasted a bit of your own medicine. Temperus Spiritus Corpus." The spell hit the poltergeist and he didn't even realize that his body was not the way he expected.
I picked up a chalk piece and threw it at him as hard as I could, and I was aiming for a particularly sensitive area. The foolish poltergeist didn't even bother evading, a big mistake since I was not holding back.
The piece of chalk went flying out of my hand and in a matter of a second, the rude poltergeist was rolling on the ground as if he was in agony. I threw that chalk with enough force that he must have felt a mule had kicked him on his family jewels.
I walked over to him still screaming in anguish, I didn't stop until I had my foot ready to kick him in his privates. "So you still think I can't do anything to you? That was me throwing a piece of chalk at you, care to experience what it would feel like to have your nuts roasted? You apologize for this instant and remember this is me being merciful, do you want to make me really angry? Try and bully anyone, the second you do I will find out and you shall feel the full extent of my wrath!"
He stood up and with a look of absolute dread looked at me, "I apologize, please return me to normal. I promise to behave from now on. My name is Peeves, please young man show me some mercy and return me to normal."
I did that with a snap of my fingers, he was back the way he was before. "I am Harry James Potter, and I hate bullying of any kind. Should the person in charge of the spirits of this castle ever call on me to punish you I shall make you pay in suffering your dishonorable antics, you have been warned."
Myrtle was actually smiling like I had done the entire castle and all the students an immense favor. "Harry I swear if you had been a student in my year and you did that, I would have kissed you. You just made the lives of everyone in the castle better and it's not even your first day as a student."
I smiled at her, "I am happy to make your day better Myrtle, after all we are friends."
