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Chapter 6

"Don't you dare, boy!"

Harry groaned mentally as he was harshly woken from the deep darkness he had previously been floating gently within. From the raised voices around him, he could only guess that there was some kind of argument raging on around him. It sounded like the argument had been both growing in volume as well as angered emotions for some time now.

"I am still the Lord of this House! You will not be removing Harry from Carina's care!"

Harry stiffened at Uncle Charlus' words. James and Lily had been trying to take him away from Aunt Carina? No, he would not go with those two! He absolutely refused. Allowing them within the house uninvited had been somewhat forgivable, albeit unwillingly by the original occupants of the house, but forcefully removing him from his home to some stranger's house?! That went above and beyond anything that Harry had ever witnessed in both absolute rudeness and blatant disregard for Harry's own desires! Harry decided to continue listening before he lost control of his relatively unstable magic, hoping that the words would distract him at least slightly from his growing fury.

"He is my son! I will do whatever I please with him!" James snarled back from somewhere across the room. Harry hissed angrily in his mind, somehow his magic had not yet sprawled across the room in the fashion Aunt Dorea had mentioned previously or maybe it was really spilling out into the room but was lost in the other angry magic that was spilling from the other people in the room. Harry supposed it was probably the latter case, or his magic had been spilling out into the room the entire time he was unconscious so no one noticed the difference anyway. Aunt Dorea said that magic spillage sometimes happened after blocks were dissolved and it made it easier for the person to stabilize his or her magic which meant that he would probably be able to go out sooner than the usual month magic took to stabilize.

"You lost every right to him the day you gave him up! Harry would never wish to go with you if it were to be left up to him anyway, so you cannot claim custody of him by tricking him into accepting you two as his guardians anyway!" Uncle Charlus sounded as furious as he had ever been. With some effort, he was able to make out Uncle Charlus' magic spilling powerfully into their side of the room. Harry silently cheered at his uncle's words despite knowing that James would not believe Uncle Charlus' words and was probably going to do something stupid. Harry waited for any sign of James' next stupid action. Such a thing came soon enough.

"Take one step forward and you will be disowned, boy! I may not be your father, and thank Merlin for that, but I am the Lord here. You have been disgracing the name of Potter ever since before you had come of age! I accepted it while you were still in Hogwarts on request of your parents. I had foolishly been under the entirely incorrect assumption that you would learn to grow up, you have been an embarrassment to me and the name of Potter ever since!"

The fury that had filled Uncle Charlus's voice was startling, even though the anger that had been in was openly noticeable. Harry could only assume that James had attempted to get closer to him in an attempt to take him 'home', wherever James had assumed that would be to Harry. Harry had the urge to open his eyes and look at what must have been a truly precious expression on James' face at those words but he viciously stomped down on that urge, knowing somehow that it would not help the situation any. James would probably drag him in to that and cause the argument to go on for longer.

"Now, now, don't you think you are being just a little rash, Charlus? Young James only wishes to take his son to the place where he should have grown up all these years."

Harry had almost forgotten that Dumbledore would have to be present when he woke to make sure there were no lasting ill effects, or some such drivel or the other that he had mentioned only in passing. Harry did not trust the man any further than he could physically throw the man and would make sure that he got either Aunt Dorea or Uncle Charlus to make sure there weren't any extra additions to the ritual that had been required to unbind his magic that would make him more inclined to follow the old man's advice or to trust the man in any way.

Harry heard Aunt Dorea snort from somewhere to his right. "And exactly whose fault is it that Harry was unable to grow up with his birth parents? Ours? Or maybe you blame Carina for taking care of the child who you decided to abandon. Good Merlin, those two chose to keep Harry's twin instead of him for the fame that Gabriel would bring to you and certainly not out of a desperate desire to raise the boy properly and care for him like parents should. Merlin knows that Gabriel only saw his parents once in a blue moon, both too busy to notice him or even tuck him into bed every night forget about being there for Gabriel when he needed you. I pitied the poor boy, Gabriel was used by his own parents!"

There was a moment of tense silence. Harry could hear a slight rustling of clothing.

"Don't you dare, boy!" Charlus snarled again in fruitless warning.

"You cannot disown me unless you have a second from an heir or potential heir of the Potter Line. You have no one to back your disownment should you decide to carry it out." James sounded triumphant. A truly disgusting sound that was full of both the arrogance and pride he seemed to wear like his favourite cloak. Harry only looked forward to the day that cloak tore and James could no longer hide behind it any longer. James sounded as if he had won some great prize. Harry heard him take a couple of steps closer as if to prove something.

Harry was about to open his eyes, sit up and second that disownment when something snapped, or at least it sounded like some great elastic band had suddenly given up under a great amount of pressure and refused to stand it any longer. The sound was accompanied with a large release of magic and a sudden gasp.

This time Harry could not resist the urge that filled him. Harry opened his eyes and sat up, managing to go unnoticed in the shock that had filled the room. It looked like Uncle Charlus himself had not been expecting the disownment to be passed, his eyes were slightly wider than usual. Aunt Dorea had managed to recover somewhat, but her thoughtful gaze was flickering between Uncle Charlus and James. If Harry knew anything about her, he knew that her mind was currently working a mile a minute to figure out the mystery that had befallen them. There were no clues though as all the living Potters were currently in that very room and none had spoken.

It had been James that had gasped. He was leaning against the nearby wall with Lily by his side. Lily did not look like she was helping all that much but Harry guessed that there really was not much they could do when someone had just been stripped of their name and everything that came with it, everything that was inherited through the bloodline, or so Aunt Dorea had once told him. Dumbledore had merely spared James a glance and a wave of his wand that summoned a chair to support James, before giving Uncle Charlus a piercingly disappointed look before realizing that Uncle Charlus probably had no clue how James had been disowned either.

It was then that Aunt Carina realized that Harry had woken up and began bustling around him as if he had somehow landed himself in hospital and had been unconscious for some time. The latter was partially true, Harry amended after some thought but Harry merely smiled and waved away her questions. He felt perfectly fine, there was no reason to worry about him. Dumbledore only asked him a couple of questions before he, Lily and James left the house to the intense relief of the usual occupants of the house. The atmosphere immediately grew more calm and welcoming.

"Do you remember what we planned Harry? You will remain in this room until both Charlus and I are satisfied with your control over your magic so that you don't end up exploding something you don't want to. We will ask Ollivander to visit to equip you with your wand soon and we will begin to teach you as much as we can in the precious few weeks that we have," Dorea summarized for Harry quickly. Harry nodded, still remembering all the reasons and potential mishaps that could happen should he lose control of his magic. He agreed with them completely especially after he had read about the few people who had not bothered to be careful after having their magic unbound.