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Hey just wanted to say I appreciate the reviews and I'm sorry the dialogue might suck in this chapter Especially with Fleur the French accent is annoying to remember to write.
Dark Creatures
Dumbledore sat in his office looking over some papers with the beginnings of what he suspected to be a very painful and very long lasting headache. Death Eater attacks were becoming more and more frequent. It was to the point where he couldn't go a week without seeing some form of arson, torture, or murder in the Dark Lords name.
Now this would normally have caught the attention of the Aurors but Fudge was denying that anything was connected Voldemort. That meant Dumbledore spent a great deal of time trying to prevent the attacks and predict the next one. The only problem was this was nothing like the last war. Every expectation he had of where, when, and how the attacks would happen was wrong. There was no pattern. There was no reason. There was really no real effect.
Without an effect no one was scared and the newly reformed Order of the Phoenix was almost non-existent. Not to mention their distinct lack of funds since the Order of the Phoenix's vault had been in the Potters name since they put so much money in. All of that was gone ever since Harry Potter died. The goblins just wouldn't accept that Harry was dead and put all his accounts into inactivity. Even now after 5 years of legal battles they snowed his legal council with paper work, loopholes, technicalities, and protocols long since forgotten to humans.
That was for the lawyers though, Dumbledore had to fight this war somehow, or else all would fail. Even one of his best students, Ms. Granger, had been attacked. He was happy to hear that a vampire had saved her though. Maybe there was some hope that the vampires would side with the light, or at least stay neutral. Dumbledore knew that the lesser non-magical vampires would side with Voldemort so they could kill humans. Dumbledore needed to get an envoy sent to one of the 12 vampiric houses.
Dumbledore read through a report from Bill Weasley that the Goblins were making some big money transfers. He was glad they had listened to his warning, however his curiosity was piqued by this rumor of a search of some sort. He needed to find out what they were looking for. He put it aside to attend to at a later time and picked up a paper that made his eyes quickly ascended into his hairline as he read it. Harry Dracul-Potter was requesting entrance into Hogwarts. Dubledore grabbed his pointy hat and was gone with a pop.
Voldemort was enraged. Ever since Dumbledore had thwarted his attempt to steal the Philosophers stone his life had been miserable. Without the unicorn blood he had been getting from the forbidden forest Quirrel's body had deteriorated. For a whole year Voldemort had been wracked with pain listening to the pathetic worm whine about it and beg him to make it stop, until one day his body had just dissolved into dust.
The man had done his job though and Voldemort had enough servants to attend to his needs. Now though Voldemort commanded 60 or so Death eaters. That would normally would have made the Dark Lord happy but these men were nobody. They were sadistic childhood bullies. They didn't know how to wield magic. They weren't soldiers.
He needed real warriors like Bellatrix or Crouch. He didn't have the books or the trainers to make soldiers like that and he couldn't get his old soldiers back. They were helping him subtly as to not draw attention, or locked up in Azkaban and it was quite clear that even with his whole force he wouldn't even take the first floor. So for now he had to allow his Death Eaters to go out and cause whatever mayhem made them happy while he waited for his true followers find a way to bring him back from the dead.
Harry Walked down Diagon alley wearing a knee length hooded jacket to hide his features. As well as keep the glare of the sun out due to his heightened nightvision. The alley was not too crowded and that suited him just fine. His trip to Flourish and Blotts had been a short one. That and it meant that the people trying to avoid walking near such a suspicious figure didn't have to try so hard to keep their distance. Soon people would be flooding the alley, getting off work or coming as families to get dinner or go shopping.
Harry turned and walked down towards Knockturn Alley toward the bar that he had planned to meet BlackMaw. He passed the shop he had bought his wand at smiling at the fond memory. Nothing like almost destroying a shop until they had found out he was a vampire. Ah he would never be allowed back in that place... good times. He was broken from his memories when several hags made a move towards him hands cupped. Harry just bared his fangs and hissed sending them scurrying.
Another couple stores, two more hisses and a rejected proposition from a whore later Harry was walking into the Hammered Hag. The first thing that Harry noticed... was a cloud of smoke. A few hacks later, he got his site back enough to look around. The room was dingy and had what could only be a hundred years worth of slime coating the walls. There were dead... things heads and pictures of Medieval torture. Harry approved. It just screamed shady business deal.
He looked around at the tables passing over the cloaked figures of the loners that came in early for a drink... or hadn't left yet... he couldn't tell. His gaze landed on the stubby little goblin standing on a stool at the bar yelling at the barmaid... er hag... Harry walked over to catch the end of the diatribe.
"...and this better be good alcohol human or I swear on my progeny that I will gut you with a letter opener." He yelled as the dark fangs that gave him his name flashed in the dim lighting.
Harry just laughed catching the goblins attention. BlackMaw jumped down off of the stool and waddled over to a booth in the corner. Harry followed him, moving through on tippy toe as a man pushed his chair back suddenly. BlackMaw dropped into the booth just as the barmaid brought two glasses of black viscous liquid.
"You ever had Ublek. Its a very strong drink." The goblin jeered.
"I'll take that into advisement. What I need right now is to know why you dragged me down to some shady pub on this perfectly dank evening." Harry said staring into the glass incredulously. The goblin just chuckled darkly and put a folder onto the table and began to leaf through it.
"Well as for the money in your account we have begun to funnel it out through different funds set up in several accounts under your friends names. As for the other accounts it will take a little creative accounting but we will be able to achieve our goal in the time frame you have specified without the whole world knowing. As for location, with your fishy little friends you introduced me to we have made some headway. However as for "acquiring" the location, we are gonna need access to the sealed Dracul library."
"Alucard is fighting the 12 families for what was taken when he was "killed". It is a good thing he was so meticulous in his records or else many books would be forgotten. You will have all you need by next May at the latest. Phase One is going along nicely and we can begin Phase Two as soon as we have the necessary supplies that Dobby promised us." Harry said sniffing the drink and trying to swirl it around. Much to his dismay the muck was not liquid enough to move.
"And what may I ask is Phase Three." The goblin asked
"Well when we get to that point I will have it all planned out don't you worry." Harry said finally deciding what the hell and downing the whole glass in one go.
"FUCK... why can't I see. BlackMaw I swear by everything that is holy I will end you." said trying to swat his unofficial accountant.
"I'm not even three feet tall you moron I'm down here." the Goblins proclamation prompted the vampire to cease his flailing and instead kick the little bugger... thus starting one of the bloodiest bar fights Knockturn Alley has ever seen. Which is saying something.
Harry paced the length of Dumbledore's office stiffly waiting. For once in his life he was nervous. He was going to meet the man that was supposed to have the greatest grasp of magic that any man had attained since the Founders. He stopped to admire a pointy Wizards hat that had creases that made a face. He liked the hat. It was a novel item just an old hat from a time long passed, in an office filled with highly magical items.
"Hey Ass wipe what are you looking at." The hat said scaring Harry so bad his next words were just an expulsion of air.
"How intelligent. I'm gonna have to go out on a limb and say that I won't ever be putting you in Ravenclaw." The hat said twisting into a sort of weird smirk.
"Can it you baggy rag." Harry retorted realizing that a hat had just made a witty insult.
"Oh yeah you ass licking duschebag." The hat shot back
"I ought to Iron your wrinkly ass you mildewed old scrap."
It was to this scene that the Supreme Mugump walked in.
"Mr. Potter, I see you have met our sorting hat. As many years as I have been here the hat never ceases to amuse me. It is an amazing source of magic, if a bit... degrading and angry." the old man said
"My name is Dumbledore." He continued ignoring the hat muttering about old goats
"Hello Mr. Dumbledore. I understand you wish to meet me in regards to my application to Hogwarts" Harry said observing the old wizard. While he didn't look impressive his magic certainly made him an imposing figure.
"Yes I am most sorry that we could not have invited you when you were 11. We were however unaware of your survival."
"Yes I was unaware of my position within the wizarding world until a few years ago and by that time I had found myself quite happy with my adopted family."
"Would you mind telling me a bit about your family?"
Harry went on to describe his family. He kept the House of Dark Creatures a secret though, unwilling to allow anyone to destroy what his family had worked so hard to achieve so far.
"I am sorry for what you had to go through, but it seems you found people who love you and I'm sure that your life will continue to be happy. I am sure you will be happy to find that your Aunt and Uncle have been put in jail. It took some work but with what I learned when we couldn't find you I was able to get the Ministry of Magic to use the Muggle court system." The old man said truly feeling sorry for the young boy.
"Thank you Sir I am glad they have gotten what they deserve."
"Now on to better subjects. Your wish to study at Hogwarts should be easy to fulfill. However I am anxious to find out what you know of magic." The headmaster smiled widely at the thought of having another young student to help shape.
"Well I am proficient in spells in general most of which are taught in the first 4 years of Hogwarts. I know a few spells that are found in the higher academic workloads but most of what I know is either taught in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I know basic household charms but only what would aid me in my day to day life. I know very little Transfiguration and Herbology. I only know enough Arithmancy to enroll in 4th year with my peers. I am proficient enough in Ancient runes and Care of Magical Creatures to hold my own. As for Potions, I could probably take my NEWT right now and pass. Its a byproduct of working in a doctors office."
"Well Mr. Potter I believe that placing you in 4th year is a wonderful idea. Might I inquire as to History of Magic."
Harry just smiled."I am good friends with Goblins. I dare say my history might have a slight bias. But I will survive."
"Well Mr. Potter I believe that Hogwarts will be delighted to have you this year."
September found Harry seated on possibly the biggest contradiction in the wizarding world, The Hogwarts express. Of all the Muggle innovations wizards choose old locomotives to integrate into the world of magic. With all the superior magical means of transportation it seems rather superfluous. Add that to the fact that the Muggles had things like computers, phones, and even... THE INTERNET. But no instead of making a Magical internet, they choose to use a crappy old train. Harry was brought out of his musings as yet another bumbling moron of a wizard came to see THE HARRY POTTER. A pale blonde head appeared in the window and the door opened to reveal a hairless ape on either side of the young man. The boys clothes were expensive and his air was haughty. Even his voice was overly snobbish when he began to talk.
"I see father was right about Harry Potter coming to Hogwarts this year. Of course he heard it from the Minister himself when he was at one of our parties this summer so it couldn't be wrong. After all these years you have been found in the Muggle world. I imagine it comes as a big surprise to find out magic exists and your the last of such a Noble family. Such a shame really. A proper Pureblood wizard lost in the disgusting filth of the Muggle world. A travesty really. I shudder to think what it was like, but you wouldn't know any better would you. Here to make it up to you the Malfoy family would like to invite you to live with us. Learn your place in the world. Enjoy the all the comforts and privileges that someone of your blood is due. I will of course start right away by teaching you some of the simpler spells we have learned in the last few years. It wouldn't be hard to a wizard of my power and knowledge. We will have you..."
They young mans diatribe was cut short as Harry proved his familiarity with some of the simpler spells the boy had promised to show him. A light banisher pushed the boy back into the hallway and with a flick of his wand Harry slammed the door shut on what was possibly- at least in his opinion- the most obnoxious, long winded, self important speech to have ever been given.
With a jerk the train got underway and the hallway began to empty as the last of the people to board found a place to sit and get reacquainted with their friends. Harry had to slam the door in a few more faces but the doors wouldn't lock. Finally he got pissed and went to use the lavatory. As he walked down the deserted hallway he saw the door to the lavatory ahead open and a brown streak shoot into the compartment across the hallway. While the person in question had been fast Harry's eyes picked up on the details though and found himself reminded of the woman he had saved earlier in the summer. Harry slowly opened to door only to drop to his knees when a Jelly-legs curse hit him in the chest.
"OK OK STOP... ONE SECOND HOLD ON." Harry said holding onto the door.
"GO AWAY" The witch croaked.
It was then that Harry lost the battle between his motor functions and his center of gravity and fell face first into the compartment.
"OOOOF."
"I asked you to go away" the witches voice sounded strained
"But its so comfortable down here."
"I just really want to be alone right now."
Harry pulled himself along the floor with his legs splayed out behind him like limp noodles and into an awkward position on his hips with his arms crossed under his chin on the bench next to her.
"I can imagine so after what happened to you this summer." Harry said wiggling up a bit until he could get his hips up onto the bench as well before flopping onto his back into the corner.
The girls hands jerked from her face and her wand was once again pointed at him.
"HEY HEYWHOA... WHOOOOOHOOO HOOO. Hey look at me."
He slipped his sunglasses out and put them on. He was wearing a pair of black cargo pants with a black jacket with sleeves ending mid forearm, a half a foot short of his black fingerless gloves. The jacket was open revealing a form fitting white shirt and a leather cord with an Egyptian ankh around his neck. He had been forced to forgo his usual coat because it drew too much attention but kept his combat boots on.
"I know I look a lot better these days now that I have money from the Potter Vaults, but you gotta recognize me. Look just imagine me tearing a death eaters throat out."
This appeared to not be the optimal strategy with which to face an emotionally scarred witch as Harry was forced to push himself forward as a stunning spell sailed over his shoulder. He grabbed her wand hand and held it towards the roof as a few more spells hit the ceiling.
"Hey its ok I'm not here to hurt you. I didn't hurt you then I won't hurt you now." She looked at him wide eyed before tugging her hand back and pulling it to her chest.
"Now lets introduce ourselves. Hi I'm Harry Potter... and I'm a vampire." She looked at his outstretched hand for a second before reaching out and quickly shaking it.
"Hermione Granger"
"Good good. I don't have any friends at Hogwats yet. Hey how about you be my first friend." He said looking at her with what he thought to be a cute expression akin to some small dog or those girls in the Japanese cartoons he had seen on the television. The effect was nothing what he thought it looked like in his head but she couldn't help but feel much less threatened.
"Ok"
The silence that permeated the room was the most uncomfortable in Harry's life, especially since he was used to the almost constant din of the HDC. He just sat there next to her, looking at her while she looked back. She finally got uncomfortable enough with the closeness that she stood to move to the other side of the compartment. Since Harry was sitting at an angle facing towards her when she stood moved forward her legs knocked his useless legs to the side causing him to slide off and end up on his ass leaning against the seat. She just stood there looking at him as he rubbed his butt and grimaced. Harry was distracted from his butt hurt (literally) when he heard a chuckle come from above him. He looked up to see her eyes looked a little less dead.
"Yes yes it is hilarious. Now if you don't mind could you please fix my legs so I can stand up."
"OH I'm sorry."
With a swish of her wand he felt his legs strength return and Harry pushed himself up to sit on the other side of the compartment across from Hermione.
"That was some nice spellwork though. Did I hear the lack of incantation there." He asked rubbing his sore calves feeling pin pricks up and down his legs.
"Yes we aren't supposed to learn that sort of thing until 6th year but I looked ahead a bit. It isn't that hard and I would rather not have to break my own habit of saying spells to get used to it." She said.
"I'm going to go out on a limb and say your in Ravenclaw since your so bright." Harry said as a lopsided smile stretched across his face.
"Yeah." She blushed. "Are you really THE Harry Potter that survived the killing curse."
"Yes I am."
"How did you do it? I read the killing curse is unblockable by any magical means other than certain wards. It is supposed to burn into you and shut down your brain and all you got was a scar not even a burn was the spell cast wrong or wa..."
"Whoa Whoa... calm down you are starting to talk to fast for me to understand. I don't know how I did it. I wasn't exactly cognizant of everything around me yet I had not even realized that objects existed when I wasn't looking at them at that age."
"Oh... sorry. I just didn't grow up in the magical world so learning about things that are fantastical even in a world that I thought to be a fantasy intrigues me."
Harry noticed she was gesturing more and more as she came out of her shell.
"So your really a vampire." She asked growing more sedated once again.
"Yes I am."
"Your not acting like a vampire. The night those men attacked me you mauled that woman, but now your here and your talking and laughing and... human." She started shrinking back hoping he wouldn't get mad.
"You don't love me cause I'm not a real vampire. I knew I should have worn a long cloak. Now no one is gonna like me." He said pretending to look hurt.
"NO. I didn't mean it like that. Its just that you aren't any different than anyone else I know." She said waving her hands wildly upset that she had somehow offended him.
"How about this." He pulled his jacket up to cover the lower half of his face. "I 'ave come to suck jor bluud. How is that. I was going for Dracula. I could try to sparkle but I don't have any glitter and it would get everywhere and then no one would be happy."
She just looked at him weird. "You are one strange sad little man."
Harry started laughing and even she ended up joining him. It took a few minutes before either of them was able to breathe again.
"I never did thank you for saving me."
Harry just leaned forward and patted the hand she had rested on her knee.
"I am a vampire and I know what it is like to be hunted for what you are. I wouldn't wish that on anyone." He said truthfully.
Hermione blushed and pulled her hand back.
"We should get changed we will be in Hogwarts in a little bit." She said standing up and reaching into her trunk above her.
She stood on the bench digging around before finally exclaiming her success, right before her foot slipped off the bench and her exclamation turned into a squeal. Harry had been bent over rummaging though the trunk he had left just inside the door of the compartment when he had fallen, and twisted his body to see what the noise was. Her back hit him in the left hip twisting his lower body to realign with his upper body as they both fell to the ground. Harry rolled over to find Hermione on the floor leaning in the corner between the seat and the wall under the window. He stood up and walked over to lean down and look her over. Before he could check on her though he heard the door open behind him.
"HERMIONE" that was the last thing he heard before a spell hit him and he fell face first into the window and knew no more.
Harry awoke to find five women hovering over him.
"He is awake." Harry heard the Indian one say.
"Harry? Harry you ok?" Hermione asked.
"Fantastic. Where are my glasses." He said. Hermione held them up for him to see. "Put them on my face so I can sit up like a badass and save some of my dignity after this rather unfortunate day."
She did as he asked and he sat up and put his hand to his forehead to find a the crust of what he could unmistakably tell was blood. It left the room with a nice smell though.
"You know that makes it not as badass." The British girl with the blonde hair said.
"Luna." Hermione scolded.
"What its true."
Harry just laughed and stood up.
"It is ok I probably deserved it." He stood up and dusted himself off.
"Now Cho don't you have something to say to Harry." Hermione said raising her eyebrow at the taller of the Asian girls. Said girl flinched before smiling apologetically at him.
"I'm sorry for hitting you with a bludgeoning hex. I thought you were attacking our friend."
"Great my first friend at Hogwarts and already her friends are jealous." Harry said making the whole compartment laugh and breaking the tension.
"You should put your cloak on." the shorter Asian girl said.
"Oh right."
Harry quickly pulled his cloak out and traded it for his jacket before turning to the confused girls.
"Don't you need to put on the rest of the uniform.
"Don't you need to. All you need is the outer cloak. The rules say nothing about the rest of your clothes. As a matter of fact the only time you need to wear your robe is during the opening and closing feasts and during classes. I read the rules."
The girls just looked at him flabbergasted.
"But what about the letter Flitwick sends every year with our school supplies it says full Uniform." Hermione asked.
"Yes and so you are required to HAVE it. Now show me in the rules where you HAVE to WEAR it."
The five girls quickly conferred with each other only to find that they had never read that they were required to wear the full uniform.
"But won't you get in trouble." The Indian girl asked.
"Well I can't get in trouble for a rule that doesn't exist. Heck the rule about outer cloak exists so people can tell what house you are in during class. You have to remember many of those rules haven't been changed since their inception. When the school first opened people of all ages came here to learn. Many of them didn't live in the school so many of the rules have been created in the last few hundred years. In fact if you notice some of the paintings of the school will show 20 something wizards in armor with their families surcoat over it and their outer cloak to depict their house."
The girls all nodded realizing that they had in fact seen paintings like that in the castle.
"Now I believe I have new friends to make." Harry said deciding that the the girls probably couldn't survive the world as they knew it coming down. They all sat down and began to talk rather animatedly.
Cho Chang was the oldest of the group being one year older than them. She was the daughter of the Chinese diplomat to the British Ministry. She had grown up an only child and learned rather quickly how to politic with the close minded British bigots that sadly made up the majority. She had an appreciation for lost magics of her homeland, and her favorite class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. She had also taken 6th place in the European Dueling Championships that summer.
Padma Patil had been friends with Cho before Hogwarts as her father, Gauraung Patil, was the leader of a large Merchant Guild out of India. The two men were the only representatives of Asian Magical governments in Britain as they had only been invited because of the economics and goods from trade that their countries could provide. Japan had been similarly invited but Japan had closed itself off from the rest of the world after the bombings of Nagasaki and Hiroshima destroyed a good portion of their Magical production.
Padma, like her friend from China, enjoyed ancient magics. However she preferred rituals. Her favorite class was Ancient Runes. Padma's most notable trait was the existence of a twin in Griffindor. The two of them worked in tandem using their strongest attributes, hoping to take after their father in the business. Parvati was the people person and always had lots of information on what was going on around them, while Padma supported her sister with her knowledge. The twins were the only daughters of Gauraung's Head wife Tejal.
Luna Lovegood of the Ancient and Noble house of Lovegood could trace her roots all the way back to the druids of early Britania. The Lovegoods were one of the only families to not Romanize their names. That obviously wasn't all they didn't change as Luna talked for long periods of time about extinct animals and Ancient Rites. The young blondes favorite class was... well the last class to have been mentioned at any given time. Though she seemed to have a fondness for Arithmacy and Care of Magical Creatures.
Su Li had been the hardest to get anything out of but from what little she did say Harry had gleaned that she was a South Korean immigrant and wasn't very confident in her English though she had a firm grasp of it. She was a third year student and was the top of her year in Potions even with the professors favoritism. She was also top of her year in Herbology and had gained a fast friendship with the Griffindor boy at the top of their year, Neville Longbottom. It seemed that the friendship was slightly more than that, as the rest of the Ravenclaw girls joked about the two until the poor young girl was as red as the Hogwarts Express that they currently were aboard. The rest of the ride was spent with the girls telling stories of their time at Hogwarts.
The group disembarked a short time later in Hogsmead and began lining up to take the carriages to the castle. When it was there turn Harry noticed the skeletal black horses pulling them. Needless to say none of the group had seen anyone ever try to RIDE a Thestral. As a matter of fact they didn't know there was anything that pulled the carriages.
"Harry, how are you floating?" Hermione asked
"I'm not floating I'm sitting on the horse."
"No there is not a horse there."
"Actually there is." Everyone turned to find Luna petting the Thestral Harry was sitting on. "They are called Thestrals. They can only be seen by people that have seen death."
"Who have you seen die Harry?" Cho asked
"Hello... vampire... technically I DIED. I just came back sexier." He said looking away from Luna to strike a heroic pose. He had already heard about her mother on the train.
"Hey Luna wanna ride the other one?" Harry asked
The girl nodded and after the girls had crowded in and Luna had climbed up they headed off down for Harry's first year at Hogwarts.
Harry had been forced to walk in with the First Years to be sorted. Most students ignored the first years being sorted instead trying to figure out who the young man was and what year he was transferring into. Harry just ignored them noticing that the Slytherin table seemed to have figured it out. He assumed someone had snitched when Harry had gone to the Ministry of Magic to show he wasn't dead so he could go to school and get into his vault.
"Dracul-Potter, Harry."
Harry walked up and sat on the stool as they placed the floppy hat on his head.
"FLOPPY... I'll give you floppy you insignificant little tick."
"Hey stop interrupting my inner monologue you impotent asshat."
"Well you have some BALLS to insult me Potter. Maybe I should place you in Griffondor. Though your schemes show a certain ambition and slyness that Slytherin would be proud of. However everything you have done has been for your little family of misfits just as Hufflpuff would have wanted it. Or maybe Ravenclaw with your friends... you certainly aren't stupid as much as I hate to admit it."
"AW you do care."
"I will ignore your familiarity with me because this is better than sitting on the head of some little snot nosed bed wetting cretin."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"Yeah your just just a normal sized bed wetting cretin." The hat ignored Harry's pouting. "How about this I will let you pick."
"This boy has traits of all four houses. Therefore I shall let him choose for himself." The hat announced to the room.
As surprised as everyone was Harry's reaction surprised them more. He spun the stool as fast as he could holding his hand out straight. The room was quickly filled with the threats and obscenities as the hat screamed at Harry. When Harry came to a stop his finger was pointed at Ravenclaw. The table sat there for a moment trying to figure out all that had happened in the last few seconds but Hermione and her friends started clapping and roused the whole room out of their shock. When Harry stood to take the hat off he found it wouldn't come off. Even McGonagall couldn't get the hat off.
"I don't want to come off just so I can be set on a shelf for a whole year. I want to see the school." The hat said snidely.
"Mr. Hat we simply cannot let you go you are a precious artifact of our school." Dumbeldore said walking over to Harry.
"I don't mind sir he can go to classes and learn stuff too. He should see the school." Harry said
"Yeah listen to the meat bag."
"Do you want me to leave you with him."
"Harry I don't think the hat really needs to learn he is after all a hat." Dumledore admonished.
"How can he do his job as the schools sorting hat if he doesn't know the school though."
Dumbledore looked pensive for a minute.
"Alright but if anything happens I will be taking him back."
Harry agreed to the terms and went to go sit beside Hermione.
"What was that all about?" She asked.
"The hat wanted to hang out. We are buddies now."
"If you ever refer to us as buddies again I will skull fuck you and leave you to drool into the carpet." The hat said.
"Yeah it is surprising they let him on 11 year olds heads." Harry said
"I have to be civil to the wastes of sperm, it is how I was made."
"But you don't have to be nice to us?" Cho asked.
"No I don't. Wait aren't you the one that had the bondage fetish. I remember you." The hat said leaning over to look at her on the other side of Hermione as she blushed.
"T... wasn't true." She stuttered looking around her at her wide eyed motionless housemates.
"No it wasn't... but now we can all tell it is true now."
Harry was the one to break the silence. "I like him he is fun."
"I fucking hate you."
Harry trudged up to his solitary room in the west wing. Dumbldore had been afraid people would freak out at having a vampire, even a Royal Vampire, sleeping in the same room as their sons. The rest of the night had been rather entertaining with the hats inclusion. Lots of insults interspersed with random facts about the school, threats, and an obscene amount of curse words. Harry walked up to the painting covering his room. It was a forest filled with wood nymphs that darted behind trees and bushes never staying in one place long. The way to open the door was "Catch" four of the Nymphs in the correct order. Harry soon began to think that whoever had come up with that idea was a sadist as the nymphs enjoyed the game of tag. Sometimes the one that Harry was to tag would run out of a bush and then feint like she was going to double back only to have her friend run out of the bush and have Harry tag her thus restarting the cycle. Finally after having caught the four nymphs in the correct order Harry was allowed to walk into the room. He noticed that the room he walked into was obviously and old classroom that Dumbledore had put two couches in and a table with a few chairs. At the back of the room was what Harry assumed was the old Professors office that would have been turned into his room. There was also a door at the back right corner that he found to be a storage closet turned into a bathroom. Nothing fancy but it had everything he would need.
His room was nothing special just a bed and a desk. He did have a window though which he was thankful for as he already felt trapped in a stone prison. He had thought of buying a familiar but nothing at the shop had called to him. You can't be very "familiar" with just some random animal that you bought on a whim. He put the hat on the couch so it couldn't annoy him and got ready for bed. He thought back on the day and was at least glad he had made friends. It wasn't long until he was safely dreaming about playing solitaire.
Harry woke up at 3 and crept down to the 2nd floor to meet his informant. He walked into the empty classroom they had prearranged as the meeting site to the smell of cigar smoke.
"Oi your late." Dobby said turning around tipping his his greek fisherman's hat further back on his head.
"I'm sorry that not all of us can subsist off the ambient magic in this dank disgusting castle. I will be getting worse as the need to drink builds."
"Yeah I know how that feels. I can't thank the HDC enough for finding a way for me to live without being bonded to a family. DON'T forget though... that is the ONLY reason I am in this god forsaken castle acting like a servant again."
Harry just laughed at him. "Dob we both know you are sitting in the corner smoking while the rest of the elves do stuff."
"Yeah well I can't steal any of the flatware though." He agreed biting into the stub of his cigar.
"How did the "procurement" go?" Harry asked his voice growing serious
"Well the first shipment should be in by mid October, but the bigger stuff might take awhile. How is it going on figuring out how we can free more elves?"
"I talked with the goblins they sure do know their enchantments. It will take some doing and the Dracul library might have some information we need and we still haven't gotten that all together yet. We will make it happen though, if it takes everything the HDC has we will do it. I might ask the Patil girl, she might have seen something that can help. All I know is I don't know if we can make another one of those. It was hard and lets not forget it almost killed you." Harry said gesturing at the glint under Dobby's long brown coat. He lifted it up to reveal a blue sphere the size of his hand fused with his flesh over his heart.
"I am not too keen on the idea myself. Whatever it takes though. We need to break their bonds if we want to join you."
"So since I have my own dorm you think you can get Winky to help me around the place and deliver me some blood every once and awhile so I don't snap and kill all the children in this accursed castle."
"For you she would clean the whole castle." Dobby chuckled
Harry laughed with him before saying goodbye and slipping out to go back and sleep some more before he had to go to breakfast.
Harry walked into the Great Hall and dropped down into a seat at the far end of the Ravenclaw tower. He was early and most people hadn't made their way down yet. As he ate he noticed that the table was filling up but his end of the table was suspiciously empty. He didn't mind he knew people were going to look at him differently because of what he was especially without many friends since he wouldn't be in the dorms.
The bench shuddered as someone dropped onto it. Harry turned to find Hermione sitting next to him. Suddenly his end of the table was filled with women. He Padma had seated herself across from him with Luna while Cho and Su Li sat on the ends. After the pleasantries the girls got to talking. Harry didn't mind so much that he wasn't included much. Being in the HDC meant he had always had the advantage of the people he was meeting being an outcast and needing his friendship. Harry could tell that Luna had been that way before she had been included in this group. Hermione definitely needed them after this summer even if she had relaxed quite a bit from how she had been back on the train. Soon he was saved from having to talk when a half-dwarf handed him his schedule. Harry just nodded to him and disappeared from the table.
"Hey Harry.." Hermione turned to try and include her new friend only to find the seat empty.
The girls walked in to find Harry sitting in the Potions dungeon at the far back. Hermione grabbed his stuff as she passed and walked up to sit in the front. Harry stood and walked up with her grumbling the whole way up to the front to drop into the seat next to her. Padma just laughed and sat in the table next to them. The room started filling up with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students and after them came the professor. The Professor was not far behind and he sat down to call roll. Everything was fine until he came across Harry's name
"Ah Mr. Potter. I was surprised to hear that the wizarding worlds number one hero was gracing us with his presence this year." The Professor snarked. The comment was followed by a long drawn out silence. The Professors eyebrows drew together and his face began to color as he waited for a reply. He looked down at said vampire. He found the the boy poking two beetles to get them to fight.
"POTTER"
The yell made Harry jump and he accidentally knocked the winner off the table.
"Yes sir." He said backhanding the remaining beetle off the desk.
"20 points from Ravenclaw for ignoring me."
"Actually shouldn't you phrase that as "not paying attention in class" taking points for ignoring you sounds kind of self centered and pompous."
"20 more points for your insolence. Do not think yourself above this class because you survived some curse. I expect you to preform to the same standards as the rest of these students. Now the Headmaster has deemed fit to place you in the fourth year. I disagree as you have shown nothing to indicate you can even compare to an 11 year old."
"Well Professor..." Harry paused looking confused
"Snape" Hermione whispered
"Ah Professor Snape. I totally agree." Harry finished
"Huh?" Snape eloquently asked.
"I agree with you." Harry said leaning back on the back legs of the stool. Snape took a moment to collect himself and realize what he was hearing. Hermione was just sitting next to him mouth open in shock.
"I am glad we can agree that you are substandard. If you could kindly go talk to the Headmaster I'm sure we can all be happy." Snape motioned for the boy to leave before turning to write on the board. "Now today we will be working on the boil-cure..."
He was cut off by the voice of the resident vampire.
"I think you misunderstand me professor. I was agreeing that you wouldn't be able to asses my skills without actually seeing them."
Snape rounded on the boy.
"Oh really Potter you think you know better than me, a Potions Master. Then pray tell what happens when you add powdered Erumpent horn to a potion using Dragons blood." The professor asked going red in the face.
"Well the explosive properties of Erumpent horn will not mix with flame based ingredients such as Ashwinder eggs, sunstone sweat, and imp horn. Dragons blood is not on this list but unless the mixture is balanced with either Yeti fur, or Jotunn blood the Dragons blood has a high probability of heating up, or sparking and blowing you up." Harry answered the obviously NEWT level question much to Snapes chagrin.
"Every idiot knows Erumpent horn explodes. You have only proved your not brainless" Snape snapped. "What is the inspiration behind the potion made from Basilisk venom, Egyptian burning salts, and Ashwinder ash."
"The potion is called Torments Breath and it is a potion made to replicate the effects of Nundu breath" Harry was surprised that a Professor would ask that question. The potion in question was highly illegal to make and questionable to even know about outside of certain Curse Breaking circles as the potion could easily be weaponized and used as traps in tombs.
"And what is the key ingredient in the Eye of Myoken and what does it do." Snape bellowed
"Well that is a loaded question as it has two ingredients that are completely necessary and must be put in correctly or the potion is useless. It requires Tengu blood and chopped Kappa Reed. The Potion is applied to the eyes and allows the user to see the North star no matter the circumstances."
Snape didn't even deign it necessary to take points from the boy instead erasing the instructions and putting up the instructions on how to make Mothers Lament and storming off into his office to grade papers.
By the end of Potions Harry had turned in a perfect Mothers Lament to the Professor. Hermione and Padma followed him out.
"Harry how did you know those answers. I only knew the answer to the first one from reading ahead but they told us to never mix them. You knew how to balance it out and everything." Hermione gushed
"Yeah they usually don't teach it to you until you go to study with a Master at a Brewing Lab. I only knew how to balance it out because I made potions for my Sire Alucard to use in his Medical Clinic. As for the other ones I have a few friends from exotic lands and... well shady backgrounds." Harry answered. He hadn't told them about the HDC or his family only telling them that he lived with the vampire that had turned him to save his life.
"So criminals and scum. Not that that should be a surprise." Harry heard from behind him. He turned around to find a blonde Hufflepuff boy from his year sneering at him.
"No I was gonna say immigrants and outcasts to society." Harry omitted Dobby and his less than good standing with the law of course. "I actually don't have many friends since most people are to stupid and ignorant to look past my dietary needs."
"Or to scared that you will kill them."
Hermione stepped up next to Harry. "Smith just because you don't understand a group of people doesn't give you the right to call them murderers."
"You would know all about that wouldn't you Hermione. What with that stupid SPEW club you posted up on the boards around school. Maybe you need to read a bit about vampires before you so easily befriend one." The boy yelled
"No he wouldn't hurt me he..." She tensed up before she could finish almost slipping and mentioning her ordeal with the Death Eaters. Harry stepped up to cover the slip.
"No he is right Hermione. Vampires have killed they are horrible creatures. Though why such an obviously well read young man would mistake the name of Dracul for some lowly vampire ghoul is beyond me. Now my question is if he truly believes me to be a dangerous feral animal, why is he stupid enough to provoke me. Only a moron would poke a "dangerous animal" with a stick and expect it not to bite." Harry finished the sentence by baring his fangs sending the students scurrying.
"Harry don't do that you will only perpetuate the notion that you don't belong here." Hermione begged. Harry turned and saw the tightness in her eyes. He felt her hand on his arm pulling it into her body. Her encounter with the Death Eaters had left her scared and from her slip earlier she obviously had made a connection between him and her safety. He sighed let his fangs recede behind his lips once again. He felt uncomfortable seeing her hurt and pulled her into a hug
"Ok Hermione but only because you asked." He let go and walked off leaving her and Padma standing there confused and stunned. It took a second before Padma's brain fully registered what had happened and pulled her friend to catch up to the vampire
"I'm sorry about what Zacharias said. Britain is far behind Europe and that is saying a lot as the rest of the world is much further ahead when it comes to rights. Half the Ministry still believes that the Belmont family had the right of things and that all vampires should die. Wait till you get to History of magic. I have learned about the atrocities the Giants and the Goblins committed in their many wars with the humans but I don't know anything about our country or its government or even any other creatures."
"Don't worry I am used to it. However I aim to change that. I bet you History of Magic is going to be so much more fun this year." Harry smirked evilly as they walked into the Great Hall for lunch.
"So you really don't know the origins of your school or government? How about some pride in what you are part of or something Jesus. I know more about this than you do and I have never had to deal with either this school or the Ministry." Harry said sitting down next to Luna.
"Daddy says the Ministry was started by Doxies in order to rule the Humans." Luna said looking away from the book she was sharing with Su Li.
Harry looked at her for a second before he burst out laughing. Several minutes later he still had his head in his arms on the table laughing.
"Stop it your drawing attention." Cho said sitting down across from him.
"Of course we know about Hogwarts it was founded as an institution of learning and research by the four founders." Hermione said.
"Yes but do you know why?" Harry asked the group. When no one answered he shook his head."Godric Griffindor and Salazar Slytherin were both Norman Generals under King William the Conqueror. They led his magical forces. On the other side were the Ancient Celtic Families that had lived in Britain since before the Romans. Families like the Potters, Bones, Lovegoods, Blacks, Prewetts, Emyrs, Ravenclaws, Ollivanders, and Peverells could trace their roots back to the Celtic Druids that resided in Britain as far back as can be remembered. Also fighting the Norman armies alongside the Ancient Families were the Noble Families like Longbottom, Greengrass, Diggory, Carrow, Hufflepuff, McDougal, McGonogall, Jones, McGregor, Killick, and Abbots. Now Slytherin and Griffindor had armies of their own. They brought with them the Malfoys, Dumbledores, Davies, Goyles, Crabbes, Montagues, Lestranges, Triggs, Princes, Notts, Edgecome, Crouch, and Gaunts. The fighting was bloody but neither side ever won a decisive victory, so when William the Conqueror had taken over the two sides of the magical war agreed to end the war. Now tensions were still high and they needed a way to come together as a group. So the heads of the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Griffindor, and Slythern Houses came together to build a castle which would train the next generations of mages. The thought was that if the two sides could raise their children together bonds would begin to form between the two and Britain could come together as one. The end."
"That was a good bed time story grandpa." Cho teased.
"Hey you know what I was going to explain the forming of the Ministry but if that is how you are gonna be..." Harry said pretending to pout.
"No please tell us. We don't get to hear all this fun stuff." Padma asked.
"Ok fine. Well for a few centuries Hogwarts worked. The children of magical families came together and learned together and grew together. They formed bonds and friendships and life was good... for the most part. The magicals had no government. They formed loose Coalitions around central families. Fighting was common amongst the families and many people died needlessly. By now families had begun to die out. As a matter of fact the Founders lines had already been absorbed into other families or killed off. The Griffindor line merged with the Longbottoms. Slytherin and Gaunt became one family. Ravenclaw's daughter had died without ever having children ending the line.
"Now with all these losses and merges the power in the magical world coalesced into the hands of a few. Namely the Potters, Longbottoms, Killicks, Triggs, Bones, and Hufflepuff. These five families came together and decided to form a Magical government. Now have any of you heard of the French Revolution." Harry asked. Only Hermione had.
"Well background is useless then. Ok the French had a king at the time. Now it wasn't well known but this king was a Wizard. He ruled over both the magical and muggle governments and when the French Muggles killed him the Magicals needed a government. They decided to build a legislative body called a Sorcièr Conseil. This Sorcerers Council would pass laws as well as elect the head of an Executive branch of the government, the Minister. Now the Ministry and Council style of government slowly spread across Europe until every European government had one. Holdin Hufflepuff, the last of his line, is the one to suggest the Ministry and Council government for implementation in Great Britain. The others quickly agreed and set to deciding how it was done. Now the French used elected representatives but the British families liked their power to much. They finally agreed to give each family a representative in the government. The older more powerful families like the Bones, Potters, Longbottoms, Hufflepuffs, Prewetts, and Blacks were named Ancient Families and given 3 votes. The rest were given the title of Noble Families and given one vote."
"So the Malfoys aren't as powerful as your family?" Hermione asked.
"No actually the Wizengamot as separated itself from family titles. Malfoy and his family took the Prewetts seat but the Malfoy family is still just a noble family. Likewise Hufflepuff was taken by the Greengrass family after Holdin Hufflepuff died. However none of the families titles changed. The only original Ancient Families left are the Bones, Longbottoms, and Potters. There were also a few minor families added but they are only considered Branch families"
"Wait you said original Ancient Families. Does that mean there have been new Ancient Families added how does that work?" Padma asked
"You will find out soon enough. Just stay awake in the next History of Magic." Harry smirked.
Harry's first few weeks went as well as expected. Harry was top of his class in Potions, charms, Dueling both magical and muggle, and Defense against the Dark Arts. As for his other classes he was pretty close to the top, right behind the girls of course. He had reluctantly been pulled into their group as often as they could. He still didn't really contribute to the conversations after his tirade about the forming of the government. The girls were obviously waiting for his History of Magic rant. He had waited a few weeks to listen to Professor Binns go on and on about useless events in history that had no meaning any longer. Well except for the Goblin wars but anything Harry could find in the curriculum was obviously censored to make wizards look good and goblins look bad.
If he was truthful with himself he wasn't having too bad of a time hanging out with Hermiones friends. Luna was always a hoot, and knew quite a lot more than the rest when it came to history and Magical creatures. Though Harry sometimes was stumped when she would go on for long periods of time about completely factual information only to completely ruin it by integrating one of the stories from her fathers magazine. Su Li didn't really talk and she would disappear to hang out with the Longbottom boy sometimes. Cho and Padma were both bright witches with a healthy world view coming from their time spent outside of Wizarding Europe. Hermione was starting to creep him out though. It had started with close proximity, moved on to light touches, and was now bordering on constant contact. It made him uncomfortable to have someone he was so unfamiliar with on him at all times. He put up with it though realizing she needed a security blanket of sorts.
Harry was pulled from his musings as he heard the Headmaster once again rambling about the Triwizard Tournament that he kept going on about. Harry had heard something about foreign schools coming in for it but he had decided not to go down to watch them disembark. He was pulled from his musings when Dumbledore announced the first school.
"...And now may I introduce the beautiful maidens of Beaxbatons Academy of Magic." Harry turned to see a group of girls in baby blue robes walk in and do some whole spiel about flowers and birds. He did notice that one girl in particular was always in the middle and seemed to be some sort of leader. Maybe their champion.
"I will now present the Durmstrang Institute." A bunch of rather big hairy boys walked in doing acrobatics and at the end breathed fire to look like dragons. The girls came in later with a boy, Harry soon found out from the whisperings of the hall was named Krum, and their head master.
Harry was more focused on the magic the two groups had preformed. He was trying to understand how magic worked and was used more than he was here to learn spells. It seemed like the torch the boy had used was charmed to shape the fire like a dragon.
Harry watched as the school's spread out sitting at random tables and half paid attention to the speech. After a long winded speech the food finally arrived and Harry began eating whatever looked good nearby. He noticed that their were some rather weird foods on the table, no doubt for the foreign students. He was considering trying some of the soup looking thing when he noticed his table grow quiet.
"Would you mind if I 'ad some of zee bouillabaisse." Harry heard a voice behind him.
When he turned he was hit by a very familiar compulsion. He shook it off and smiled at the girl. She had the usual Veela silver blonde hair and blue eyes though not as light as some of the more powerful Veela Harry had met in his trip to France. It made her different though and Harry couldn't help but realize she was beautiful. He shook himself from his thoughts and smiled at her.
"Why yes you may though this being a cultural exchange I propose a barter." She stiffened slightly and Harry watched as her hand drew closer to her wand and her weight shifted backwards on her heels.
"No no not what you are thinking Madam. I simply propose that you sit with us and tell us about where you are from and your school. I will even share in this bouillabaisse that you like so much." She relaxed but to call her comfortable would be a gross misunderstanding.
"Zat would be.. acceptable Mr."
"Harry just call me Harry. If it would make you feel better I could convince the girls on the other side to make room so you could have a table between us." Harry said looking over at Cho and Luna and staring until they realized what he wanted. The young girl sat between the two girls as they scooted apart. She started to ladle some of the stew into her bowl and looked up to find Harry holding his bowl out asking for some as well. After both bowls were full they looked at each other.
"Well Ms... actually I didn't catch your name and calling you beautiful Veela girl just doesn't do you justice." Harry said smiling
"Fleur Delacour. It is strange you don't seem to be affected though you can feel the charm. The only people with natural resistance to our allure can't feel it at all." She said.
"A byproduct of growing up with two younger Veela sisters, Ms. Delacour. I have been hit with Allure so many times that I just grew tolerant and eventually almost completely immune to it." He chuckled thinking back to all the times he had been double teamed by the two girls when they wanted something.
"Zat is admirable to say zee least. Even with continued exposure you would 'ave to 'ave a strong will to be able to throw it off every time."
"Well you get real tired of it when they always get their way even when it screws with your plans. You don't know how many times I had to buy them something because it was that or end up in a ball on the floor." Harry shrugged. She smiled and started talking with them about the stew and her home. The rest of dinner passed quickly.
Harry got so caught up in the conversation with Fleur that when the Beauxbatons students all stood up to leave he had to rush to make his usual stealthy get away. He had made it to the bottom of the stairs when he heard the one voice he hated above all else, Draco Malfoy heir to the very rich and elitist Malfoy Family. Harry swore that Draco was stalking him. Whenever Harry went to do something by himself Draco would be there. Whenever Harry was with the girls Draco was insulting them. It seriously creeped the young vampire out. Harry was about to kick it into high gear to escape when he realized who the target was this time.
"Hello ladies. As this tournament is all about friendship among the three schools I feel it is my duty to provide you with a proper welcome. I am Draco Malfoy of the esteemed Noble house of Malfoy. If any of you ladies would like to spend tome with me and my friends I can assure you there is no better company to keep in this country than a Malfoy."
Fleur fell back among the group towards the center as soon as they saw the boys intent.
"We zank you for your offer of friendship and if any of us wish to spend time with you 'eir Malfoy we will take you up on your offer." Fleur said stiffly.
"Well the offer was for youself of course. I think that someone of your caliber deserves the best this castle has to offer." Malfoy said leering.
Fleur decided that if the boy wanted to play the politics game she would as well.
"Oh I was unaware zee castle was so lowly as to 'ave someone of zee Malfoy name at its pinnacle. Please correct me if I am wrong but are you related to the Malfoys of Northern France perhaps." She said smiling sweetly as it seemed she had hit a nerve.
"We were never related to those peons they simply took our name when we left in hopes of it giving them the power we once had."
"'ad... 'eir Malfoy. You misunderstand zee only Malfoys of France to 'ave ever existed were shepards and vagabonds." Fleur said. Obvioulsy the Malfoys had recreated their own history even amongst themselves.
"You will not insult and deface my family with you lies" Malfoy said beet red and his wand snapped up to fire a cutting curse. Harry was a few feet away as it hit the girl standing next to Fleur. He grabbed the back of Malfoys robes and picked him up off the ground. Harry was about to disarm the boy when he smelled blood. He looked over to find the girl that had been hit observing a 4 inch long cut on her forearm. Harry had not had blood in a week and he couldn't move because he knew the moment he did he would lose it. He was thankfully saved as Malfoy fired a Piercing spell into the hand Harry was using to hold him up.
Harry let go of his robes and clutched his hand as Draco fell on his ass. The spell had been powerful enough to go all the way through his hand. Draco fired another cutting curse and Harry had to lean to the side as it passed by his head. Harry grabbed the Draco's wand hand and twisted it up till it was pointing at its owners throat. With his other hand Harry grabbed the boys shirt and pulled him up off the ground once again.
"MALFOY IF I EVER see you attack someone for no reason I will hurt you. You are not entitled because your father has money or your family has status. That gives you responsibility to others not the right to step on other peoples rights." Harry said taking the boys wand and throwing it across the Great Hall before dropping him on his ass once again.
"My father will hear of this" Draco yelled before going to pick up his wand once again. Harry just bared his fangs at the boy while everyone else was looking away. Harry jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Zank you for Ze 'elp 'arry" Fleur said
"You didn't need it you just don't deserve to have to put up with him." Harry said blushing at the hand on her shoulder when he noticed a spot on her sleeve. Harry froze as he realized the red stain on the cloth was the girls blood.
"arry... arry... your bleeding." Fleur said trying to snap him from his daze. Finally she took a handkerchief and leaned forward to wipe the blood off his face. Harry jerked back away from her hand, accidentally pulling her into his body. Her hand with the handkerchief hit Harry in the nose and Harry bit down out of reflex. Harry felt the skin of her pinky finger catch on his fang and a sweet taste spread through his mouth as a drop of her blood dripped down his teeth and onto his tongue.
"Ouch." Fleur said pulling herself back away from the boy. "What was zat?" she asked looking up at the boy to find his Fangs bared.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME." He growled
She heard the word vampire amongst her schoolmates and recoiled at the sight. She looked at her hand and saw blood leaking from a wound on her pinky. Her eyes widened as everything clicked. Harry meanwhile was hazy and the only thing he could think about was the taste of her blood. His muscles clenched in anticipation of a hunt and pain flared up in his hand at the action. It was enough though and Harry did the only thing he could think of to break the spell completely.
The French students watched as Harry pulled his hand up and bit into his hand, his fangs piercing the skin between his thumb and forefinger. The pain brought him down enough that he was able to bolt for the kitchens.
The room was silent for a second before exploding. The French girls suddenly made their way to their carriage talking in hushed tones about the dangerous castle and its crazed vampire student. All but Fleur.
"Well Dobby that was FUBAR." Harry said drinking the last of the blood pack Winky had given him.
"I thought it was funny. Especially when you put my "Master" on his ass." Dobby said sitting on a barrel in the kitchen storage room that he had made into his own little hideout. There was a bed in the corner and the room seemed a bit crowded even for the kitchen storage.
"Yeah well you don't have to be the castle crazy for the rest of the year."
"Yeah about that are you learning what you need to. I have seen your classes you could do that shit in your sleep."
"I am getting a feel for magic and how it is used. I know the spells but watching wizards and how they use the spells in tandem and what they do with them is a lot different than reading in a book what it is and does. Watch this."
Harry put his hand out and suddenly the barrel Dobby was sitting on was pushed back a few feet with Dobby holding on for dear life.
"Fuck you do that for." The elf scowled
"Notice how I didn't use a wand. I don't think I can do Transfiguration or anything with finesse but using pure magic to do things appears pretty easy. It is just really hard to force the magic out of your body enough to do it. I can already push and pull things with it." Harry said happily.
"Well then this isn't a completely bullshit assignment then." Dobby agreed. "Speaking of assignments I got a little sample of that first order. It is only a few cases but that is because it is gonna take a full trip to bring the rest."
The Elf walked over to a crate and kicked the top off and picking up what was inside.
"HK G36C. Ultra short assault rifle with a 30 round clip. If its worth buying its German."
"In 5.56 we trust." Harry joked. "Did you get as many as we wanted."
"Did you notice the fact that you can't swing a dead cat without hitting a crate in here. Of course I got as many as you wanted. Shit you act like I haven't worked with Mr. Butz for the last 3 years."
Harry just smiled.
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