A/N: I am so sorry this too so long and is so short. Thanksgiving week at work has been kicking my ass. which reminds me, Happy Thanks-Giving every one! :) any way i promise I'll try harder from now on this stuff. also for any one who may be interested and does not know already. the polls stand as such,

Harry/Luna-6 votes

Harry/Draco-4 votes

Harry/Daphne-4 votes

Harry/Ginny-3 votes

Harry/Blaise-3 votes

it's looking like it might be Harry/Luna I'm letting everyone know that around chapter 9 I'll be taking down all Harry pairings. need a few other ideas for the story. although i am leaning towards a Ron/Krum...lol, ON WITH THE FIC!

Chapter 5

July 31st 1991

For some reason people always forgot that Harry woke up early on his birthday. Not just because he was excited mind you. But his father had a longstanding tradition to uphold. Every year he would try to prank Harry out of bed. Last year Harry had woken up covered in slime. Not his year though. This year he would have revenge. At present he was sitting up in bed reading one of his school books, while waiting for Carl to show up. It didn't take long. He heard the one squeaky board between Carl's room and his, and knew Carl was coming. Tossing his book and flash light under his pillow, he laid down and pretended to sleep. This was going to be good. He could hear his voice now.

"Come on Katelyn, it'll be fun!" Carl tried in vain. Apparently he had invited his new girlfriend along for the ride. To bad for him she was in on Harry's revenge.

"You do realize, one day he's going to get you back." that was Katelyn's voice they were just outside the door now.

"If he wants to try, he's more then wel-!?" that was it he had opened the door and the trap had been sprung. A large bucket of slime that Katelyn had made, had been teetering on top of his door. Now though. It was all over Carl.

As Carl was busy wiping his face both other parties started laughing at having pranked the prankster. Carl just glared for a moment then smiled before closing the door with a couple locking charms.

"So who wants a hug?" he asked holding out his arms wide. This stopped all laughter.

Katelyn narrowed her eye's at him. "You wouldn't dare." In response he took a couple steps forward

"Dad, no..." another step forward. Then chaos broke lose as Harry and Katelyn tried to scramble for the door only to find Carl 'the slime ball' in their way. He grabbed Katelyn and through her on the bed before grabbing Harry by the waist of his pajama pants. And pulling him down with them in a struggling heap. This was met by shrieks of surprise and laughter.

"Alright, alright, we need to get cleaned up and ready before everyone gets here." said Katelyn rolling off the bed. But her comment caught Harry's attention.

"How many did you invite this year?" Harry asked worriedly.

He enjoyed his parties, but Katelyn had a tendency to go over board with his parties. His eighth Birthday she had tried to invite over a hundred people. Thankfully Carl had caught her before hand and stopped her. It wasn't that Harry didn't like his Birthday, but he, like Carl, hated the spotlight. The day he got his wand was a prime example.

-FLASHBACK-

"Surely there must be some mistake?" said Dumbledore for the first time.

Mike narrowed his eye's at the old man but it was Ollivander who responded.

"I assure you Albus, That boy would not find a better match for a wand if he tried. A golden flame is something we wand makers yearn to see in a choosing. I for one am ecstatic that I was able to be here to see it." he said with a reassuring nod to Harry, but no small amount of venom in his voice towards Dumbledore who blanched.

"But, didn't you once tell me that there are only three superior Cores for Wands?" the old man asked grasping at straws.

"Wood nymph hair is not a feasible core for only one reason. It has to be given willingly for it to be of any use. And the wand maker can not ask for it." he explained now openly glaring at Dumbledore. How dare he question him on his knowledge of wands.

Mike nodded at this. "My grandfather never said how he came into possession of the hair, only that it was given to him, and that the wand he made with it would find a home nearby."

"There are plenty of cores of similar problems, Manticore stinger is one also. Needing to be removed while the manticore is alive, then only having five hours after extraction to use it in a wand. Not an easy task." Ollivander continued glancing at Carl.

"But, the other wan-!?" Ollivander turned on Albus so fast it surprised everyone int the room.

"Is that what this was about? Giving him the brother wand to you know who's? From what I know of the boy, a Holly more then likely would not have been a good fit anyway!" he said in a quiet voice that bordered on dangerous.

Albus glared right back, "But a cherry wand is?"

"Out of all of the woods I have worked with, Cherry is the most resilient. It is a representation of magical power, pure and simple." Ollivander said waving off Dumbledore's argument. "Holly is more suited to an impetuous boy who's easy to anger. This boy is anything but." he said waving his hand at a very nervous looking Harry.

"Do you realize who this is Garrick?"

"Harry Potter?" he countered earning a flinch from Albus. "And Carl is the Arch Mage, You seem to forget My family's gift Albus." Ollivander continued showing a fair bit of anger now. "I can identify the truth of a person, even under the effects of polyjuice or a simple glamor."

-ENDFLASHBACK-

That had been an utter nightmare. Carl eventually had, had to step in and break them up out of fear of a duel breaking out. Harry liked his Wand. It just felt right, like an extension of his arm in some weird way. His dad had said that, that was typical of a new wand and he believed him. It was still an odd sensation though.

"I was going to invite more people but you're Father made me promise not to invite more then a hand full..." Katelyn said pouting a bit at Carl.

Carl just rolled his eyes as he stood, pulling her with him.

"We'll meet you downstairs Harry. Also, be sure to bring you're wand. I want you to get in the habit of having it with you at all times."

Harry rolled over and pulled the wand from under his pillow. "No worries there Dad." he said with a cheeky grin.

Once Carl and Katelyn left he took a look at himself. He was simply covered in Slime. He was happy now that he had decided against the hair dye effect of the slime. It wouldn't do for him to greet guests with blue hair. Although that would be kinda cool to do later on. Not for the fist time in his life, he was happy to have his own private Bath.

The house that they lived in now used to be a duplex, but Carl had bought it and remodeled it into a single family, keeping the other Master Suite. When Harry had turned six, he had moved into the larger room. His Father now shared the other Master suite with Katelyn. The kitchens had been connected and made one. And, with both the Master Suites having there own private Bathroom, they had opted to turn one of the other two into a Laundry room so Carl had the basement for his magic work. Carl had narrowed allot of his hobbies down. He still made wands though and Harry was beginning to develop a fascination for wandlore as well.

Going into his bathroom he turned on the faucet for a nice hot shower. Once he was cleaned of all the slime. He got dressed in a pair of Jeans and one of his favorite T's. It was a Poison T-shirt with the song Title 'Every rose has it's thorn', which was one of his Favorite songs. He then headed downstairs where Katelyn had set up a light breakfast. The plan was to have a cook out, so they wouldn't eat much that morning.

"What time is everyone going to be here?"

"Draco supposed to show up first, then-"

"Wait Draco's coming? You did tell his Muggles would be at this party right?" Harry asked. Katelyn had a tendency to forget about the little details like that."

"Now Harry, I'm sure Katlyn-"

"No, no I totally forgot to mention it..." Carl face palmed as his girl friend cut him off.

"I better find some clothes he can ware. Could you imagine if he wore robes to the party..."

This seemed to amuse everyone at the table.

"Then there's Janet from down the street..." She continued to list everyone she had invited. Until Harry was looking at her like she was crazy.

"Did you invite my teachers from school too?"

"Oh, shut it Midget. You'll have a great time."

Regardless of Katelyn being a bit over zealous. The party was a hit. Draco had been introduced to the couple of Harry's other magical friends first. (mostly so they could help keep an eye on him.

Just as the cake was about to be served Lucius made his way over to Carl.

"Carl, I wonder if I might have a word with you in you're study?"

"But of course." he replied telling Katelyn that he would be back soon.

He led Lucius to his private office, A.K.A the basement. The bitter irony of that was that it was actually his workshop. He had used an old Emrys family spell to connect the spaces. So long as you used the right key, it would let you into the Workshop. Once inside he led Lucius over to an area in the library section and summoned two comfy chairs for them.

"So what's this about?" Carl questioned sitting and gesturing for Lucius to do the same.

"I'm sure you remember that I mentioned hiring a private investigator to look into how Harry was placed in the custody of...'them'." Lucius said siting across from Carl who now looked interested.

Lucius had mentioned hiring a P.I. But had not mentioned it again for a while now. What ever this was about must have been big.

"I take you found some new information?" Carl question curious.

"Yes, concerning his designated God-Parents. Firstly, Alice Longbottom apparently made an inquiry into the boy's location just the day before they were attacked. Before that they were in hiding." Lucius explained.

Carl scratched his chin in thought. "And we already know what happened to his God-Father-"

"Do we?" Lucius countered.

"I'm sorry?"

"Apparently there was never a proper trial for Sirius Black, under orders from former Minister Crouch."

Carl narrowed his eye's in anger at this. He really didn't like Crouch. He was glad he was out of office now.

"Are you telling me that there was no actual hard evidence to convict this man?"

Lucius shook his head. "What I'm saying is that it is rather convenient that the two people who could have taken custody of Harry, and given him a loving home, were both cut off with in the course of a few weeks of the Potter's deaths."

Carl stood and began to pace. This had to be fixed, and soon. If, heaven forbid, Black was innocent. Then he had been forced to endure the worst form of torture imaginable for the past decade for no reason. No, that wasn't right. There was a reason. Some one didn't want him to take custody of Harry. Just as they put the Longbottoms into a magical coma induced by one of the unforgivables. Some one had done this in an attempt to manipulate Harry's life. But for what purpose? What good would have come from him being left in the care of the Dursley's? Had some one wanted him dead there were far faster, and more merciful, ways to do it. So why?

"What can be done to fix this?" he asked looking over at Lucius who had been watching him intently.

"In order to remove Black from Azkaban, we would need to call an emergency meeting of the Wizengamot." Lucius said clearing his throat before continuing. "However that requires a senior member of the Body to call it, which I am not."

"But you have an idea of who to go to." Carl finished reading where his friend was leading.

Lucius nodded. "Augusta Longbottom is the third most senior member of the Wizengamot. I believe that if you were to come with me and we were to disclose these findings to her she would not hesitate to call for the meeting."

Carl thought about this for a moment sitting back in his chair before answering."see if you can convince her to meet for tomorrow or the day after. The longer we sit on this, the harder it will be to fix." Lucius could only nod in agreement

"This could actually work to my advantage." Carl said after a few moments.

When Lucius looked confused he explained.

"I was planing on making a formal announcement to the press that I will be taking a more active role as Arch Mage, but if I do so in front of the Wizengamot, it will simply give me my reason for doing so to the public. Correcting the mistakes they have made."

"So, you'll use this as an excuse to step into the light, as it were, and knock the naysayer's down a few pegs. Ingenious I must say." Lucius said with a smile that was all Slytherin.

"Will you be revealing that you are Harry's Guardian?"

"Not to the Wizengamot, no. that I will hold a press conference for. Give the fact that I am the Arch Mage a chance to sink in first." Carl replied with a chuckle.