"As shown across the ages, the human kind is attracted to powerful things. Be it a political position, weapon, technology, the humans are attracted to it. Some just feel a pull to it, but some quest for it during all their lives. We have as example Salazar Slytherin. Against popular belief, Salazar was a kind and generous individual, whose field of mastery was both potion-brewing and healing. San Mungo was originally named Slytherin Healing Association, where apprentice medi-wizards learnt the basics and could specialize in a terrain, be it medicament-brewing, surgery or battlefield medicine. Its founder was very proud of his making, as a lot of people were saved thanks to it. However, he also wanted to help muggles, whom he declared were inferior in terms of technology and science. This is also the reason why most people think that Slytherin despised muggles; a simple misunderstanding built his bad fame.
Slytherin quickly assumed an important place in wizarding politics, to the point of being offered the place of leader of the Wizarding World. He refused and went to live within a muggle city. There, he served as an unlicensed doctor who sold weird medicines which surprisingly worked. A sort of witch doctor, which the church said was utterly evil. The founder was burnt at the stake by those whose lives he saved."
Life has, is and will be full of ironies, and Harry Potter agrees. Two widely known light-aligned wizards dressed in all black, walking through the most visited place by dark wizards, Knockturn Alley.
"Dun-dun-duuunnn!"
Dumbledore raised an amused eyebrow at him.
"Oh... Did I said that out loud?"
"Why yes, dear boy. And it appears to be an inner joke. Maybe you can share your amusement with me later?"
"I don't think so, sir. Muggle culture."
Dumbledore mouthed an "Oh", then smiled. They weren't attracting as many looks as Harry thought they would, a helpful fact. He wasn't comfortable walking across that alley. He saw that some witches were whispering in the corner, pointing at Dumbledore. They probably were...
He stopped violently. Right in front of him, he saw the back of a guy in a black trenchoat, a ponytail and, judging from the angle Harry was seeing him (back turned towards him), a healthy tan. The guy walked confidently, heading right towards a wall. He was getting closer and closer. Harry was considering running towards him and stopping him. Just in the moment he was going to crash, he turned his head towards Harry. A pair of bespectacled emerald eyes blinded him and he saw no more.
He blinked and found himself in the same place where he'd stopped. Dumbledore was shaking him by the shoulders, looking concerned. He shaked his head and sent an apologizing stare at Dumbledore. He opened his mouth to talk, but Dumbledore stopped him by waving his hand, signalling "after". He nodded dumbly and continued walking.
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"Familia, tengo buenas y malas noticias. Cuales queréis escuchar primero?" (Family, I have good and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?)
Eduardo Del Corazon was known to always ask his family before doing any decision. Among the pure-blood families, the head of family usually took the important decisions without asking anybody.
His wife, Adriana, was quite the housewife type. If you enrage her or threaten her children, she becomes a protective mother who won't be shy about ripping your spine off your body. If not, she's a docile and sweet woman, who still makes herself be listened by their children.
His son, Alejandro, would be studying his last year at Durmstrang during this term. He was brave and loyal, qualities that were the trademark of the Del Corazon family. He wasn't exactly delicate or subtle, but he knew how to get a hint.
"Las malas, para dejar lo mejor para el final. No crees, ma? " (The bad news, so that the good are in the last. Don't you think so, mom?)
"Sí, claro." (Yes, sure.)
"Verán, mi pariente lejano va a venir hoy. Tiene todavía 14 años y es huérfano. Actualmente, estudia en Hogwarts. Llegara hacia el final del día, acompañado de Albus Dumbledore" (You see, a far parent is coming today. He's 14 years old and is orphan. He actually studies in Hogwarts. He'll be here around the end of the day, with Albus Dumbledore)
The colors quickly drained from both their faces. Getting up quickly, they each got to start cleaning the house. Eduardo looked embarrassed to tell his family so late, but he wasn't even sure and he didn't want them to have illusions.
"Eduardo! No te quedes ahí parado y ayúdanos!" (Eduardo! Don't stand there doing nothing and give us a hand!)
"Ya voy, mi amor…" (Coming, love...)He was sure of something: he was sleeping on the couch tonight.
They never got to hear the last new...
TimeSkip
Harry and Alejandro had left for a visit around Madrid. Eduardo absently suspected it would most likely end in a nightclub or a bar.
When Albus and Harry arrived, the Del Corazon passed through all the pure-blood rituals of a meeting. They soon noticed that they were being elegant for nothing, as Harry was a rather simple boy. He even started narrowing his eyes. Adriana, noticing this, made a rather unsubtle approach, to which Harry smiled and answered more comfortably. Soon, their conversation became more genuine and less protocol. Then, Eduardo had offered them some hydromiel. The alcoholic drink was brought and Harry drunk about five glasses without getting drunk. Adriana passed the interlude, some Butterbeer. Even Albus was a little tipsy by the time being, Alejandro was down-right pissed. Then, he went to the kitchen and came with the big guns: fire-whiskey.
At first, Harry felt that he was suffocating. Then, with each drink he gulped, the feeling wore off and all the flavours invaded his mouth, washing it with their deliciousness. He managed to down 7, when he
finally felt a little tipsy. Dumbledore was singing with Eduardo, Adriana was making a cake and Alejandro was dozing off. He immediately woke up when the chocolate scent came to the living room. Seeing that it wasn't there yet, he pouted, then joined the other two in their infernal singing.
Harry, by his part, found out that fire-whiskey actually multiplied your learning speed by hundreds. The book he was reading, Learn Spanish in a Swish, was enchanted so that its user learnt the language in half the time. Harry apparently talked and heared a lot of Spanish while he was a toddler. Well, as much Spanish as a toddler could actually talk... Either way, he was reading the last chapters involving perfection of writing. It would come useful, in activity-less nights. So, Harry apparently talked fluent Spanish in one day. Oh joy, another feat by the B-W-L.
"Ay, hombe... Olvidarla es imposible...!!" (1)
"Umm... isn't that a Colombian song?"
"Cállate, agua-fiestas! Acaso quieres cantar?" (Shut up, spoil sport! Maybe you want to sing?"
"Paso, pero gracias…" (I'll pass, thanks…)
Harry realized that it was time to run, as both old men were going downhill. At first, he admired their alcohol resistance. He found out from Adriana, who had called him earlier, that pureblood families use alcohol endurance tests for... well, testing soberness. From what Harry had resisted, it seemed that he gave a good impression.
However, there was a little problem when he got drunk. He suddenly felt the urge to... party. And while it was pretty amusing to see the trio singing, he preferred something more... melodious than drunken singing.
And so, he got up from his chair. He started to walk towards the kitchen, to announce to the only sober person in the house that he wanted to do a tour around the city. He paused in mid-step, an evil smirk drawing in his face. He approached the drunken trio instead, and asked Dumbledore if he could talk to him alone.
"Sure, my boy, of course! I is sure that Eustacio 'ere would agree..." Apparently, Dumbledore's fine language was long gone, as well as his smart thinking. This only increased Harry's smirk. He had to take advantage, as this was a once in a lifetime chance!
When they found themselves in an adjacent room, he got right to the point:
"Professor..."
"Call I Albus, mah dear boy!"
"Okay, Albus, I'd want to go visit the city. If Alejandro agrees to go with me, you won't mind?"
"O' course not, mah dear boy! Wha' else can me does for you?"
Taking all his courage in one hand, he asked Dumbledore: "Could you please remove the underage wards on my wand? I mean, I don't have anything to do at night, and I'm afraid that some crazy dark wizard would have a vendetta against me..."
Albus' drunken eyes brightened: "Well, I was thinking just about that! Pass me your wand, please."
Harry immediately took out his wand and handed it to the drunken wizard. Albus took it in shaky hands and drawed his with the same hand. This, of course, made the two wands fall. Harry mentally slapped himself. Maybe he should have asked this to a sober Albus, after all...
Albus laughed a little bit and picked both wands up. Harry saw that he did so with extreme easiness, unexpectedly for an old man. He frowned when the drunken wizard finished the spell and handed him back his wand. He heard him stutter while casting the spell. Harry was afraid he might have screwed up something.
"C'mon, give it a try!" Drunken Albus sure was enthusiast...
Harry casted a simple "Tempus" to discover it was already 1 AM. He had to hurry up if he wanted to find anything good left in a club...
"Thank you very much, Albus!"
The other wizard smiled dumbly and hugged him hard. "You are a brave boy, Harry, you are a brave boy."
When Harry got out of the room (which he did rather quickly), Albus smiled widely. 'Now I see why the hat wanted to put him in Slytherin...)
And so, we find ourselves in the current situation. Albus and Eduardo are still singing and Adrian just arrived with the cake. In the blink of an eye, it was all gone. At around 5 AM, the two men fell asleep on each other shoulders.
A/N: Just a little filler. I decided I'd just take out the age restriction thing in Harry's ward, as summer is still long from being over. If some one wonders about the Spanish, it's my native language and I'm willing to traduct if you request so!
(1) Typical Colombian song.
R&R, constructive if you please