AUGUST 10, 1994
12:00 PM
The weary group of time travelers had appeared in the general area of where the world cup would take place. This was done so when the Ministry sensors would picked up the amount of magical energy exerted would potentially be assumed that it was workers from Ireland and Bulgaria who were chosen to set things up for the pitch along with a few officials from the British minsitry. If anyone did come to investigate, the group would be long gone by then.
"You all know what to do and all of you are prepared," Artorius murmured. "Let us split up and do what needs to be done. Contact Esmeralda when you are finished and we will rendezvous later near Spinners End." He turned to Harry and motioned for him to follow. Harry turned to his wives and gave them each a kiss on the lips before walking over to his cousin. Thomas and Tanya followed them with their children. The others split into their groups while Esmeralda began pulling out various items and handing them to each group. They muttered the spell to create a portkey so they could head to their destinations. She also gave the vampires and hybrids some charmed necklaces that would stop them from sparkling in the sunlight though they planned not to be out that often.
After a nod to everyone else; Draco and Narcissa, along with Embry and his family who went with them, left for Malfoy manor in Wiltshire. Astoria, Daphne, along with Demetri, Tabitha, Evan, and Matilda headed to Greengrass manor in Ipswich. Blaise and Tracey would go to her house in Crawley first with Heidi, Felix, and Santiago before heading to Zabini manor in Canterbury. Brady, Collin, and their mates were going with Hermione to her place in London. Hannah and Susan were heading to Kent where Hannah lived since both of their younger selves would be there and Neville was going to tag along with them as his younger self was grounded and would be under the watch of his grandmother. The rest were going with Esmeralda to find some place as a safe house in the town of Cokeworth for the time being until better accommodations could be found.
At nearly six o'clock on number four Privet drive, Surrey, the younger Harry Potter was in his room reading a letter he had gotten from his friend Ron when he heard the doorbell ring. He got off his bed and looked out the window curiously. His aunt and uncle didn't say that they were expecting guest though that may have been because they tended to avoid him as much as possible; mainly due to him informing him that the escaped convict Sirius Black was his godfather. He casually mentioned that they were in contact and that he wouldn't be too pleased to hear that Harry was unhappy.
Harry saw a limousine out near the curb and some of the neighbors were on their front lawns or peaking out of their windows and staring at the car. Harry couldn't see who was at the front door but he opened his window slightly to hear what was going on.
"Dudley Dursley?" A deep voice said. Harry noted that the accent was American which caused him to frown as last he checked his uncle and aunt didn't really know - or like- anyone who was an American.
"That's me and who are you Yankee?" Harry heard his cousin ask rudely.
"My name is James De Wolfe, and these are my associates, Mathias Black, Narcissus Nero, and William Greyson." Harry heard the voice say and perked up slightly at the mention of the name Black. He wondered if he was a relation to Sirius though he tuned back into the conversation when the voice spoke again. "Are your parents home?"
"Who is at the door son?" Harry heard his uncle yell from the kitchen.
"Just some yanks dad," Harry could hear the sneer in his cousins voice. "Got a fancy car out front too." Dudley added.
There was a pause before Harry heard his uncle speak.
"How may I help you...gentlemen?" Harry imagined it was difficult for his uncle to be civil to complete strangers but with the neighbors looking in their direction he didn't have much of a choice.
"Yes," The voice from before said quietly though Harry caught an undelaying hint of anger in the tone that was used. "We are here to inquire about young Harry-"
"You are one of those freaks!" Harry heard his cousin hiss though Harry blinked a little. Why would they be here for me? He thought to himself. "Why else would you want to speak to the freak up stairs?!"
"Watch your mouth you insolent whelp." The same voice snarled coldly but quietly and Harry grimaced slightly though he was happy that he wasn't in front of this person. Not yet at least. "That freak as you like to call him is the son of Lord Jamieson Charlus Potter and Lady Lily Marie Potter nee' Evans. Two war heroes and two brilliant people unlike your walrus of a father and your horse faced mother."
"Why you-" Harry heard his uncle begin as he tried not to snicker at hearing the insults made against his relatives. He pondered as to how this person knew his parents status and why he called his father Jamieson instead of James.
"The next words that comes out of that mouth of yours vermin," The voice said calmly and Harry imagined that there would be a sneer on the persons face. "better not be insults and instead words of you allowing us to enter this house."
"I will do no such thing!" Harry heard his uncle growl and imagined his face taking on a dark shade of puce.
"You will," The person growled back and Harry noticed that it was an actual growl. "Or we will go to the local authorities and tell them about that little scam you have going on at Grunnings; you know, the one where you have been stealing from your bosses?" There was a pause and Harry could practically hear the smile in the person's voice when he spoke again. "That's right vermin, we know all about that. We also know that your son is a delinquent along with the rest of those dumbasses he calls friends."
"Our Dudders is no delinquent!" Harry heard his aunts shrill voice join the conversation. "I don't know who you think you are-"
"I am someone who is of sound mind and body madam," The word madam was dripping in so much sarcasm that Harry was sure even Dudley could pick up on it. "That means that I am someone who recognizes that both of you are shit parents and that your son has the stupidest name in the history of the world." There was a pause before the person spoke again; anger evident in their voice. "Do you really want to have this conversation outside with all these witnesses or do you want to have it in private? Use what little brain cells all of you have before you answer my question."
The pause that took place was significantly longer then Harry heard his uncle spat the words, "Get in!"
"Don't push your luck Dursley," Another voice said before Harry heard foot steps before the door was slammed.
"Boy!" His uncle shouted. "Get your lazy arse down here right now!"
Thomas Matthews, in his guise as James De Wolfe grabbed Vernon by his shoulder, spun him around so they were face to face, before griping the large man by the shirt with one hand and lifting him off of the ground. His other hand gripped a wooden cane that he brought with him tightly. The only reason it hadn't shattered from the amount of tension Thomas put on it was because it was enchanted.
"What is your problem vermin?" Thomas demanded of the elder Dursley who paled dramatically though he tried to act tough.
"Put me down you animal-" Was as far Vernon got before Thomas cut him off.
"Oh trust me vermin, you have no idea how animalistic I can get." He sneered before raising the hand that held the cane upwards without taking his eyes off of Vernon. "Don't bother there champ," He told Dudley who had stepped menacingly towards him but stopped when Thomas raised his cane which poked his flabby chest. Dudley smacked the cane away but Thomas swung it back and hit Dudley in the face. He cried out and Petunia shrieked.
"How dare y-"
"Utter one more syllable and I will gut you like a fish," Thomas said coldly as he heard a door open and close before there was foot steps. The foot steps came closer before they stopped.
"Hello Harry," Artorius in his guise as Mathias Black spoke calmly. "My name is Mathias, this is my cousin, Narcissus," He gestured to Bertram. "Our best friend William," He pointed to Wilfred. "And the man holding your uncle is my other cousin James." Thomas turned to Harry and smiled warmly at the bewildered teen who was reaching for his wand in his back pocket.
"We are not here to harm you Harry," Thomas told him though his gaze shifted back to Harry's 'relatives'. Thomas refused to call them Harry's family because they were anything but. "We just wish to speak with you on the matter of your real family as we are distantly related to your godfather, Sirius with we and to help him in his time of need." Thomas paused and though he didn't see it, he knew Harry had gone still. "However we don't have much influence but if you wish to help; we will not turn you away."
"Perhaps we should discuss this in private?" Bertram said. "Away from those," He glanced at the Dursley's. "who have no business in hearing the conversation?"
The silence that followed would have been disconcerting but Thomas, Bertram, Wilfred, Artorius, and the older Harry - who was hiding under his cloak- were waiting patiently for the young Potter to reach his decision.
"We can use my room to talk," The younger Harry said firmly. Part of him was wary about this but he reasoned that if they wanted to harm Harry they would have done so by now. Plus he really wanted to help his godfather. "It will be a tight fit but it's private."
"You will-"
Thomas dropped Vernon like a sack of potatoes before he could complete the sentence. Thomas glared down at the man who was moaning in pain while he held the cane up and pointed it and Petunia and Dudley.
"That wasn't even a six foot drop vermin and you're bit-" Thomas stopped when Vernon tried to kick his legs out. The problem with that was Vernon didn't have enough strength in his legs as he used to when he was a wrestler in school and Thomas was more solid than a brick wall. Vernon gave a yelp and Thomas just rolled his eyes. "You two; in there." He snapped at Petunia and Dudley while pointing at the living room with his cane. "Now!" He growled at them when they hesitated and they scurried away from him. "Get up vermin and join your wretched family."
Thomas glared at Vernon again when Vernon wanted to say something. Vernon huffed and crawled into the living room.
"You three head on up," Thomas told the others when Vernon finally managed to stand up and walk though he had an exaggerated limp. "I wanna speak with them for a moment." He nodded to the Dursley's.
"You sure?" Wilfred asked. While not apart of the plan there wasn't any problem with one of them keeping these...people occupied though he wasn't sure any of the members of their group could be in the same room with them and not do something to frighten the ever loving shit out of them. Hell Thomas had just lifted the fat tub of lard when they had just entered the room because he insulted Harry for something he didn't do or say.
"Yeah," Thomas nodded, "Don't worry, they'll be alive when you get back."
No one missed the fact that he didn't say that they wouldn't be unharmed. Thomas rolled his eyes at them when they hesitated and walked into the living room.
"Well I suppose that's that," Artorius muttered to himself before looking at the younger Harry. "Ready to talk?" He asked him and Harry nodded.
"Follow me," He told them and they walked up the stairs. He lead them to his room and let them inside. "Now how are we going to help Sirius?"
"Now just who the hell do you think you are?!" Vernon demanded as soon as he saw Thomas enter but flinched when Thomas leveled a glare at him. Thomas adjusted his coat as he began to pace. Dudley eyed his converse shoes greedily and Petunia sniffed at them.
"You will speak when I allow you to vermin," Thomas said in a dangerously soft voice. He twirled his cane for a bit before speaking again. "That goes for all of you. Now sit down."
"My name is Vernon-"
Thomas flicked his hand slightly and his shield knocked Vernon in to his chair. Petunia gasped and Dudley charged at Thomas who merely moved out of the way and hit the back of Dudley's knees; making him fall onto his back and causing a tremor to go through the floor. Thomas calmly walked to an open chair as Petunia rounded on him.
"How-"
"Shut up," Thomas interrupted with a scowl. "and sit down. All of you," He added when he locked eyes with Dudley who narrowed his piggy little eyes. "Move it Dudders," Thomas mocked the teen who scowled but got to his feet and shuffled over to the couch and plopped down. Petunia followed next though she kept glancing at the phone and Vernon was turning an interesting shade of purple. "You should calm down vermin, before you have a stroke. As for what you said earlier; I could give a shit as to what your name is. I will call you whatever I want." Thomas commented as he sat in a free chair opposite the three Dursley's. He was really the only one that could keep these three occupied as the others were needed to help Harry with his transition after getting all those memories.
His eyes glazed over as he checked to see if their plan was going to work with the younger Harry Potter. So far it looked like it did even though Harry would be overwhelmed but he would continue to check after he called to his wolf.
Takoda, Thomas thought as he eyed the three people in front of him, making them squirm. Can you hear me?
I heard you the first time you got there cub, Takoda replied, sounding amused. Or did you forget our conversation we just had before all of you rented the limo and changed clothes?
Hey for all I know the link could have been blocked, Thomas pointed out. I feel the need to keep checking.
Don't worry, Takoda murmured to him. The link won't break and so far nothing drastic has happened to the timeline.
But something has happened none the less, Thomas said as the Dursley's began to get impatient. Tell me later unless it's important; I need to deal with these...things. He added in a mental growl.
I will cub and try not to get carried away, Takoda tried to sound stern though Thomas could tell that he wasn't hoping that Thomas would hold back. Thomas held back a smirk as he slammed his cane into the floor, causing the Dursley's to jump.
"Now give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't skin all of you alive right here, right now, for what you have done to my cousin?" He demanded and received three blank stares.
"Excuse me?" Petunia said.
"You're excused," Thomas said dryly and Petunia bristled. Thomas ignored her and looked at the other two. "Gentlemen? Perhaps you can provide an answer?"
"What are you talking about Yank?" Dudley snarled pathetically at Thomas who merely cocked an eyebrow. That is the best he can do? He thought.
"I am referring to your behavior against Harry," Thomas continued in the same dry tone. "Or the freak as you monsters like to call him."
"We are not the monsters!" Vernon yelled at Thomas who narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth. "We are good honest folks being plagued by the likes of you!"
"And what right do you have to judge anyone?" Thomas growled through his teeth.
"We are god fearing people," Petunia sneered at Thomas who growled even more. The Dursley's either didn't hear the growling or they were so firm in their belief that they had any right to judge someone that they chose to ignore it. "And this is a house of god. The Bible says 'Thou shall not suffer a witch to live'. You freaks deserve to burn!"
"The Bible also says things like 'You shall not eat of their flesh nor touch their carcasses; they are unclean to you.' That is a reference to pork which I am sure is something the fat bastards sitting near you love to enjoy." Thomas sneered back not even bothering to correct Petunia in thinking that he was a wizard. Vernon and Dudley glared at him but they were ignored. "The Bible also says things against wearing gold or pearls or fancy garments which is what you are wearing right now. Do not bring god into this or quote scripture to me you stupid, hypocritical bitch!"
Vernon bellowed his anger along with Dudley at the insult against Petunia who looked like she been slapped very, very, hard. Frankly she never had her faith thrown back into her face before and before she could retaliate, Thomas moved on to her husband and son.
"Oh shut up you two," Thomas snapped and his eyes began to glow. "I speak the truth! Just because you think yourselves above everyone else does not make it so. I have a feeling that merely yelling at Harry and spreading lies about him to your neighbors are not all that you have done. Oh no; I'm sure there is more and if it is what I think it is, I will send all of you to the gates of hell myself!"
The Dursley's stared at Thomas in horror a his voice deepened, his eyes changed color, his teeth elongated, and his teeth sharpened into fangs. They hadn't bothered to ask about how he knew what they were telling the neighbors nor was it a thought at the front of their minds.
"You're a monster," Petunia said, her voice more shrill than usual.
"Said the woman who is the physical embodiment of the question 'why the long face?' "Thomas rolled his eyes at her. "The same woman who married a fat bigot, then bore and birthed his fat and spoiled spawn. You seem to love the Bible so much yet you ignore certain passages in favor of others because in your demented minds; you are in the right when you are so very wrong. Might I suggest reading and practicing the passage that talks about disciplining your children. It might make your precious Dudders here into something that resembles a man as opposed to the despicable beast I see before me." He paused and stood slowly as he got glimpses of Harry passing out in the limo later on as they drove away. Dudley's friends were already outside and would be at the door soon enough. Thomas had a nice surprise for the bastards that thought it was right to bully young children.
"None of you are worthy to be called human," Thomas said with ice in his voice and the Dursley's flinched though they remained defiant. "None of you are worthy to be made into worms meat when you die. I will say this though; you'll get yours long before that time comes and I will gladly watch all of you burn." He paused as he heard Harry's bedroom door open and several set's of footsteps headed towards the stairs. "I am pretty sure my family and I will be leaving now and Harry will be coming with us."
"That freak is going no where!" Vernon snapped and got of his seat. Thomas twisted his cane before pulling it apart to reveal a hidden blade. He pressed it against Vernon's throat when Vernon was an arms length away. Petunia gave an over dramatic gasp. Dudley froze in his spot and Vernon turned white.
"Go ahead and take one more step vermin," Thomas spat coldly and pressed the blade further into Vernon's neck but didn't pierce the skin. "I dare you."
There was a knock at the door and the magicals descended the stairs. They had some of Harry's things like his familiar Hedwig and his trunk.
"We good?" Thomas asked and he received murmurs of agreement from behind him. "Good, now vermin," He said to Vernon as he sheathed his blade. "Your sister is a fat drunk who fucks her dogs since no man will ever touch her." Thomas dropped his cane and caught Vernon who began to tackle him with a roar. Thomas held him off with a smile and calmly told the others to go stand by the door. He moved Vernon in the path of the doorway as the man tried to get a grip on him. Thomas spun him around and told Artorius to open the door. He shoved Vernon through it just as it opened; sending him flying right into Piers Polkiss who was right in front. Both of them knocked into the other members of Dudley's gang; sending them sprawling all over the front porch.
"No means no Dursley!" Thomas roared so his voice would carry over to the other side of the street which actually had a crowd formed. "I will not bugger you no matter how much money you offer me! I don't care if you have some extra cushion for the pushin!" He stalked over to the door and glared at Vernon's back. Vernon was frozen with fear as were his wife and neighbors across the street stared wide eyed at the scene and Thomas struggled not to laugh which was difficult because he could hear his wolf laughing like there was no tomorrow. He could tell that his family were doing the same though he was sure that both Harry's were a little green at this point at the images they just got.
More neighbors came out of their houses and some were the parents of the boys who had just been knocked over.
"If you like sleeping with men then more power to you but I am a happily married man with a wife and three children; I would never turn my back on them just because you feel the need to get freaky. And why are you still on top of that boy?" Thomas demanded acting as if he were oblivious to his surroundings. Thomas widened his eyes and adopted a horrified expression. "My god; that's him isn't?! The lover you spoke about? Yes he's exactly as you described him; rat faced and skinny but I thought he was a man! This is a boy what the hell is wrong with you?!"
Thomas danced out the way as he heard Dudley's foot steps thundering in his direction.
"My dad is not a fucking poofter!" He roared and Thomas tripped him, causing him to fall face first into his fathers fat behind.
"Why do I get the feeling that this is a normal position for the two of you?!" Thomas exclaimed. "Honestly Vernon have you been sleeping with all of these boys?! It might explain why you were so quick to defend them when I said that they were a bad crowd."
Thomas looked up when he heard the parents of the boys protest loudly.
"And who the hell are you?!" Thomas said stepping over the groaning boys who were only just getting up. I may have over done that shove, Thomas thought. Either that, or all of them are really weak. It's probably the latter. "More freaks in this hellish party?" He added as he cleared the pile of bodies on the ground.
Petunia, Dudley, and Vernon all seemed to snap at that point. The rational part of their minds -which had very little influence on their overall thought process- vanished completely as a white hot rage filled all three of them at Thomas' words. Vernon snarled and got to his feet with speed no one knew he had along with Dudley. Petunia picked up a vase, raised it over her head, and charged for the door; screaming all the way.
Wilfred tripped her as he ran by though no one noticed. She stumbled, letting go of the vase; sending it flying across the yard and into the face of one of the parents who came to help their sons. Vernon and Dudley trampled Dudley's friends as they made their way to Thomas; both were literally foaming at the mouth. Petunia fell onto one of the boys; her nose connected with the boys forehead and the bridge of it broke.
Vernon reached Thomas first. A fat hand clutched Thomas' coat; the other one was pulled back and ready to swing. Thomas ducked the punch thrown at him and the punch hit one of the other parents who had snuck up behind him. The force of the punch caused the man to spin around three hundred and sixty degrees before falling to the ground. Thomas hoisted Vernon over his shoulder and dropped him on the ground.
A cry of pain erupted from the man Vernon punched. Vernon had landed right on top of him after he was dropped. He cried out again when Dudley joined them.
"That's it!" Thomas yelled. "C'mon boys," He called into the house. "We're going to the police and reporting this filth," He sneered at the groaning people around him. "For what they have done here today."
The magicals exited the house with poorly suppressed grins. The surveyed the 'damage' that Thomas had 'caused' and had to really stop themselves from laughing. They would have felt sorry for these people but they were just as bad as the Dursley's. Bertram tossed Thomas his cane and they all made their way to the limo. Thomas tensed as he caught a parting shot Vernon was about to make.
"Go on then you ungrateful little freak!" Vernon spat at Harry as he stood up and there were a few gasps heard. "We never wanted you in the first place! You should have been killed just like your freak of a father and that whore mother of yours! The world would be better off!"
Both Harry's felt their magic swell at the insults made against James and Lily. Wilfred and Artorius dragged Harry away while Bertram placed a notice me not charm on himself so he could grab the invisible Harry. Thomas gripped his cane and spoke to Vernon with so much venom in his voice that it made those who were listening shiver.
"You have over stepped your bounds vermin," He said with a glare and a slight flaring of his nostrils. "You have just insulted a deceased lord and his lady," The neighbors who were watching the spectacle were listening intently. Some had already called the police to report what was going on but they listened all the same. Arabella Figg was watching from her house since the limo had arrived and fire called for the headmaster at Hogwarts when Harry started to leave with the others but he wasn't in. "Harry's father was the Earl of Richmond and his godfather is the Baron of Blackmore. You dare to insult Harry's parents?! You dare to lie to these people by saying that Harry is disturbed and that he goes to a school that hasn't been open since 1976?! I have no idea why Harry came here but mark my words; he will never come back, not if I have anything to say about it."
Thomas paused and made a show of turning towards the car before turning back to the nervous looking Vernon. He was looking at some of the neighbors like he was trying to assess how they felt.
"Oh, and one more thing," He stepped forward and swung his cane towards Vernon's face. He clipped Vernon's jaw with enough force to break it. He shoved Vernon into Dudley who was coming up to them. "So you never tell any more of your lies." Thomas spat and spun around to head towards the car leaving as blood started to pool in Vernon's mouth before spilling over. "Someone should call an ambulance and the police; we will be heading there now to see if charges can be made here for what happened today though I am sure that the Surrey police would be more than willing to help." Thomas told the crowd a he opened the door and got in the car though he knew that they already did.
Those that gathered looked like they wanted to to try and stop them from leaving so they could speak to the police but really what had they done to warrant a citizens arrest? The Dursley's attacked one person who defended himself and insulted their own nephew and his deceased parents. The growing list of things against the Dursley's included sexual harassment and sex with a minor- if the same person was to be believed. They had heard rumors about Dudley and his friends bullying and harming some of the children in the area but weren't sure if it was true. They probably wouldn't be surprised if it was.
Looking at the downed group who were muttering threats about the people who were leaving, the others decided to just wait this one out as they were sure that this would not be over anytime soon.
"That was the most heavy handed approach I have ever taken," Thomas said with a sigh as he held his daughter. They were in an abandoned lot and were getting ready to transport to Cokeworth. "I really need to work on being more subtle." He had been mentally berating himself about what happened since they left, much to the amusement of his wolf.
"They deserved it," His daughter huffed. "They were mean to you and everyone else especially uncle Harry," She smiled at both of them. She and the other kids had taken to calling Harry uncle during their time of training. "I wish that you threw the fat walrus through a window." She giggled.
"Minerva!" Tanya hissed with a glare. Minerva frowned and wondered what she did wrong. Thomas hid a smile as he knew what was going to happen. "Do not compare that thing to a walrus; that is an insult to walrus's everywhere." Tanya grinned when her daughter giggled even more and the others roared with laughter. She did that to try and lift people's spirit's after they all felt a little drained from the experience with the Dursley's. Tanya had half a mind to go back on her diet and drain all three of them dry. She didn't though because that would have drawn too much attention and possibly given her indigestion.
The Harry of 1994, now imbued with the memories from his future self, was tired but he needed a good laugh. He felt a little embarrassed about passing out as they left Privet drive but he was happy to laugh all the same.
"Wouldn't the plural of walrus be walri?" Bertram mused. "I mean the plural of cactus is cacti so..." He trailed off as he noticed the looks that he was getting. "What?"
"Walri is not a word," Thomas began. "And you really need to stop hanging out with my cousin; he's making you stupid with his stupidity." He teased.
"No, Bertram was always like that," Artorius sighed and looked at Bertram with something akin to pity. "I first thought that he may have suffered some minor brain damage when we were children. He hit his head pretty hard on the marble floor at my house because it had just been recently waxed. I thought he was acting strange afterwards but I realized that he was coming into his own and just being himself and that can't really be helped."
Bertram nickered indignantly as the others laughed and he glared at everyone.
"Uncle Bertram, that would be scarier if we didn't know that you could turn into a horse." Tristan piped up. Bertram raised his eyebrows at him in silent question. "Horses aren't scary." He explained.
"Try telling that to those who get kicked in the face by a horse," Bertram pointed out. "Or those who get trampled by a group of horses."
"But why would we get kicked in the face by a horse," Erik raised his eyebrows at Bertram. "Or trampled? Animals don't really come near us because they recognize that were are predators. Even the predators give us a wide berth. Plus we're all pretty solid," He gestured to himself and his siblings. "And we'll continue to get more solid." He looked at his father with a questioning look. Thomas nodded at him in affirmative. The kids would only get stronger as they got older and potentially surpass Thomas in strength. In truth; any children of those who had ascended could be stronger than their parents. There wasn't really any way to tell as those who did ascend had yet to fully test their limits.
Another interesting things was the venom the male wolf hybrids possessed. It worked a lot like vampire venom in that it was acidic but it was poisonous to vampires. They only leant of that by testing the boys venom against a vampires and it virtually destroyed the vampire venom and the equipment that was used to observe the cells within them. They never tested it against human blood and they were a bit hesitant to do so.
"Let's get going," Thomas murmured but his daughter patted his chest to get his attention. "Yes angel?" He asked her.
"Aren't you going to get back at the mean people?" She asked him with a frown.
"That is already underway my angel," Thomas smirked as he began to touch a part of a rope that would portkey the group to a house that Esmeralda had picked out. They already got the location of where they needed to go when they were in the car. "The Dursley's have no idea what lies in store for them." He added before they were whisked away.
Thomas and company had broken into Vernon's office earlier and made copies of all the files he had hidden in his secret compartment. What they found was like something out of the Producers. Multiple ledgers were found with the same dates but different numbers of profit. Vernon had kept books to show to his bosses that held false information and others with the correct ones. The evidence by itself would have Vernon behind bars for quite sometime; when the police read Harry's letter and see the cupboard under the stairs, he would be lucky to live a week after his incarceration. Same went for his wife.
Petunia would wish to die of embarrassment from what happened this day and may get her wish after what happens with her and Vernon. Dudley would be injured in a drunken brawl that he and his 'boys' would be involved in outside of Hackney. He would get jail time after evidence of his behavior from all around his neighborhood came flooding in.
The Dursley's 'normal' life had ended at Twilight and their new one would be starting very soon.
"Brother, this is insanity," A soft and hollow voice murmured. The voice was also warped a little because the person speaking was wearing a helmet. "the Moirai have not only allowed these mortals to go back in time but they have let them change things that should not have been changed. This cannot be allowed to continue."
"And what would you have me do Hades?" Zeus demanded from his throne as he peered at his elder brother. He gripped his thunderbolt in irritation. "I may be king of the gods but the fates predate us; predate our father and grandfather even. I do not tell them what to do just like you do not tell the Erinyes what to do despite the fact that they live in the underworld with you."
Hades considered what his brother said. True; he never ordered the gracious ones around but the fates always had a soft spot for Zeus and the god of the underworld tried to get his brother to make a play on that.
"The others have already noticed the change in the timeline," Hades continued. "Thanatos is demanding answers for why a good number of those who were supposed to die in the coming years suddenly have disappeared off of his lists. The goal for these mortals have set not only infringe on death's domain; but your son's as well. By preventing the upcoming civil war between Hecate's descendants, Ares will feel slighted and you know he has changed brother."
"I know that Hades," Zeus hissed with narrowed eyes but Hades was unperturbed. "Do you think I have lost the ability to use my own two eyes? I know what my son has become; a shadow of what he used to be. He no longer is the honorable man that I once knew and was proud of. The mortals have always affected us as we have them. As the mortals no longer feel the need to fight as they used too; Ares has always tried underhanded tactics to invoke conflict. Some times it works sometimes it doesn't. He was really excited about what happened during the second world war and has been trying to invoke a third for a long time. I would not put it past him to use this excursion to his advantage by influencing the mortals as himself."
"Which is something that goes against our laws," Poseidon piped up from his throne. "The fates allow us three to view and go to the past to learn from our mistakes without changing them and they have let us watch this mission the mortals have embarked on. If Ares attempts to abuse the fates his position by helping the mortals as a god; he will be stripped of his godhood and cast into the depths of Tartarus."
"I am not stupid Poseidon," Zeus growled as his eyes began to glow electric blue. "I know the laws; mother earth taught them to me while I planned to get you and the others out of our father's belly. I know what will happen if my son breaks the law and I will have to be the one to banish him!"
Poseidon held his hands up in surrender.
"I know that brother," He said honestly. "I wouldn't wish what you may have to do on anyone; not even my own worst enemy. This is nothing more than talk between us but Hades does raise a great point; the gods, both minor and major will be affected by what the fates have allowed to happen. We need to prepare for what could happen here because it could get ugly. I suggest consulting with Athena; she can provide as many possible angles to which we could contain any in fighting amongst the gods."
Zeus slumped in his throne and nodded his head. He had no idea what the fates were planning but he would do his best to make sure that there would be no war amongst the gods. And if it came to it; he would sentence his son to imprisonment no matter how much it hurt.