Chapter 10: Jealousy
By the time Harry had returned to Hogwarts, it was nearly noon. He quickly cast a Scourgify charm on his bloodied clothes – not his blood though - and headed for Hogsmeade at last. He met with his friends at the Three Broomsticks and avoided their questions of his whereabouts with a vague answer. They would learn of it soon enough.
He had a fairly enjoyable afternoon, going into shops he never before had visited. He walked into a magical enhancement shop, showing expensive items like Invisibility Cloaks and magical eyes, like the one Moody had. At the sight of the cloaks however, something popped into his head. He remembered a sheet of paper about a vault in Gringott's wherein lay the production of a company one of the former Potters had set up. In it, no less then 30,000 Invisibility Cloaks lay collecting dust. They had been made in times where Demiguises were as common as a pigeon nowadays, but the business had bankrupted when the Chameleon Charm had been invented as the people didn't have to pay for the charm as they had to for the expensive Cloaks. He came to the counter of the shop and spoke to the young wizard behind it.
"Hello sir, I'm Harry Potter and I have an offer for you."
The wizard snapped to attention at the mentioning of the famous name and stammered "I I It's an ho ho honour to m m meet you sir, b but what did you say a a about an offer?"
"Yes, well I have a few thousand Invisibility cloaks lying around, so like, do you guys mind to make a deal with me?"
"I'll get the manager sir" the young man called as he scurried up the stairs behind the counter.
30 minutes later, Harry walked out of the shop as the new importer on Invisibility Cloaks.
He reminded himself to hold about 1000 of the cloaks for the DA, as everyone would get a full set of armour, wand holsters and two Cloaks, as bonus to the membership. The 400 members would be pleased. The better fighters would receive Basilisk armour and the lesser would get Dragon hide armour, preferably dark colours.
He thought the day was going quite well when he was dragged into an alley by someone with red hair, and who was really petite. Ginny!
He was kissed full on the mouth, but he pushed her away. "Ginny no!! What are you doing?" he demanded.
"Because I love you Harry, I'm tired of waiting for you to realise how much you really love me."
Harry's eyes were burning with internal fire but he kept up a calm demeanour.
"I'm sorry Gin, but I'm already an attached man."
Ginny's eyes grew wide in disbelief and anger. No!! This can't be happening. Harry's mine!! I'll kill that whore of his, whoever it may be."
Harry had been carefully examining Ginny's face and had entered her mind when he saw her anger. He saw her thoughts about his girlfriend and grew stony faced.
"Ginevra Weasley, I am not your property or anyone else's. and you will not even attempt to harm my girlfriend or you will bump into one enraged Master of Elements."
He turned as Ginny balled up her hands into fists and started to walk away, only to turn around, palm outstretched, unyielding and ready to intercept the punch that would have hit him in the back if not for his Ethereal abilities.
"Stop it Ginny, its useless." Harry said, his tone even, "I am very sorry to hurt your feelings but I cannot force mine. It wouldn't be natural and I already love another woman."
"Who's the bitch then?" She screamed, attracting more and more gazes of curious passers-by.
"Nymphadora Tonks, pleased to meet you too Ginevra" a female voice said from behind the fierce redhead.
Ginny's eyes widened in shock, then grew into dangerous slits. She held up her hand and a small flame sprang into being. Harry recognised it as the first movement to an Elemental attack called 'The Fire Spike'. A careful observant would have seen the slightest twitch of his pinky. The result, however, … well, let's just say anyone who wasn't blind could see the 20 ft geyser rising up out of nowhere from under the smallest member of the Weasley Family.