Previously:
When he was about to tell his brothers to shove off, he saw the appetizing waffles on his plate. Oooh! Waffles! YUM! He then went on to finish his next conquest at an even faster rate. He finally got his appetite back, and he wasn't letting anyone mess with his food intake again. The waffles belonged in his stomach and no one was going to take it from him like stupid fat Dudley did before.
Mmmm…. Without a care in the happenings on the Potter household, the smallest Potter was gobbling up all of the scrumptious breakfast he could get his hands on. The rest of the Potters just stared at him amused at the rate Harry was eating.
Chapter 11 Getting Ready
The Potter family happily watching their cute little Harry snapped out of their musings when the clock chimed eight o'clock.
"Dad, we have to go to work!" Orion James Potter, the eldest of the Potter brood piped up.
"Yeah, Dad! Let's go fast or we'll be late!" John Leo Potter, the other twin added.
There was a flurry of activity wherein three eternally messy black-haired male men rushed to get ready. Shouts of "Ministry of Magic, Auror Department!" and wooshes of floo ashes were heard and finally the house was quiet again bar the sounds of munching that could still be heard from Harry, Sam and Lily still calmly eating their breakfast.
"So, mum I promised Spica that I'll floo to their house. We had this summer project that we need to finish up on." Samuel Luthor Potter, 17 years old, began telling his mother. "It's this herbology project about as there's only 2 weeks before Hogwart term starts again."
"Ok Honey, why don't you take Harry with you, I'm sure Lucas will keep him occupied. I have many patients today that I need to check up on." Lily Potter suggested. "Ok, Harry honey, if you've finished with your breakfast, drink these two potions. The green one's a nutritional drink while the red one's for your throat."
What? Harry was finally full and was in the middle of patting his tummy when he heard his name in the conversation. Harry was looking at the two potions in front of him with a grimace. I don't want to drink those, I hate potions. They all taste yucky.
While his mom wasn't looking, Harry tried to find a place to dump the potions. Harry was about to pour the potions down the sink, when someone grabbed his wrist and saved the potions in the nick of time. It was Sam. Damn it.
"What do you think you're doing? You heard Mom, you have to drink those." Sam sternly reprimanded his little brother.
Lily heard Sam, and also directed a stern glare at his wayward son.
Ugghh! With two eyes on Harry, waiting for Harry to finish his potions. He had no choice but to drink and bear with it. Harry pinched his nose, and quickly gulped down the two potions. Yuck! Gross! The wizards who made these potions should just die.
"Here Honey, drink this water to wash down the potions. I know you don't like them but the red potion for your throat is just for this one week. Then we'll see about the nutritional drink, if you regain your former weight." Lily tried to comfort her son. "Now, then Sam, why don't you get ready for your meeting with Spica. Take Harry with you. Tell me when you're ready to go, I need to leave instructions with you and Lucas."
Harry was still trying to wash down the taste of the potions, when he heard strange names coming up in the conversation. Who the hell was Spica and Lucas? Try to remember… Ah! I got it they were Sirius's children. Apparently in this world, where Sirius never stepped foot in Azkaban, Sirius got busy! Hmm… If my memory serves me right, Sirius had four children and all from different partners. Sirius, you Dog you. Ooops, it's now supposed to be Uncle Sirius.
Uncle Sirius…. I have to get used to this now. Let's call him Uncle Sirius when I'm thinking about him, so I can get used to it. Wait a second, is Uncle Sirius still my godfather? According to this world, he isn't. What a disappointment ! He's the twins' godfather now! So unfair. But then hmmm…. Sirius still likes me the best. I'm his little pup in this world. I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I'm already supposed to be an adult. I'm too big to be someone's little pup. What about Remus…. Awww… His now Sam's godfather, but if my new memories are to be followed, I'm also his little cub. What the hell is up with this little cub, pup, business! Don't they have children of their own to dub their own silly "little" nicknames with. Wait a sec….. Oh crap! Apparently in this world, I'm the youngest out of all the little Remus and Siruis children. That's not good! I don't want to be babied in this world!
While these thoughts were swirling around Harry's little mind. Sam picked Harry up. Sam was surprised that Harry didn't protest as he usually does and looked down. His little brother's face was scrunched up in a cute little frown like he was thinking about something deeply and wasn't liking that something one bit. I wonder what he's thinking about. Well, I'll take this opportunity as it is, because Harry was seldom this meek and agreeable. Come to think of it. I need to get used to not hearing Harry's little chatters. According to Healer Miranda, it will take a week for the stasis on Harry's vocal cords to wear off.
While Sam, Harry's third older brother, was carrying Harry back to his room. Harry finally snapped out of his thoughts. What the! Why am I being carried like a baby again, I have two perfectly working feet. Thank you very much.
Harry tugged Sam sleeves, and when Sam looked down, Harry gestured to be let down.
"Sorry Harry, but you need to get ready. And as I am going back up to get ready myself, I saved you the trouble of getting up the stairs. I know there's still something wrong with your right leg. I wonder why Mom didn't do anything about it….Never mind we'll check later. Mom won't let you leave the house without doing something about it."
Harry wrote on the notebook on his neck to communicate with his brother. He wrote," Finished bath."
"Oh okay then," replied Sam. "Just wait for me in your room while I get ready, and take out anything you want to carry with you to Uncle Sirius's house."
Sam then put Harry down on his bed, while he went back to his room. Harry reasoned out that all he needed was his Emy stone, and it was already safely on his neck. He also had no problem with communciation, because he has his writing aids around his neck. So being as curious as he was, doubly more so now, being back to his 10 year old self, proceeded to silently follow Sam back to his room.
Sam was too busy thinking of what he was going to do to finish their herbology project with Spica Helen Black, Sirius's 17 years old daughter, while taking a bath that he was blissfully unaware of Harry delving into his room. Meanwhile wide-eyed mischievous Harry, was rooting around Sam's things. Harry knew that his older brother Sam was into animals, but this was too much.
Sam's room was like walking into a forest. The walls were painted forest green, and if you look closely it was actually a real live magical moving forest, complete with various small insects and animals like squirells and birds frolicking around the walls. It was fascinating. The lion on his shirt that was prowling around would be right at home with the wall's painting. After looking at the wall, Harry then spotted the bed. It was big and the bed covers were also green. It looked warm.
So Harry climbed unto Sam's big bed and dove under the covers. It felt so comfy, and with his stomach satisfying full, Harry couldn't help but fall asleep. When Sam finished in his bathroom, he shrunk the strange plant on his desk and put it in his schoolbag . He was about to leave his room, when he noticed a small lump on his bed. Hmmm…. Sam went near his bed, and revealed a sleeping little brother under his covers. Sam smiled at the sweet sight he was looking at, and gently carried Harry down the stairs trying his best not to wake his little brother up.
Even with his bag, Sam didn't have any trouble carrying Harry around. Harry was still too light, he really got thin when he was kidnapped. My poor sweet brother… Sam stoked Harry's sleep tousled wavy red hair and patted his little brother's back. Harry stirred slightly but went right back to sleep.
When Sam reached downstairs, he put his little brother gently on the sofa in their living room. Snuffles walked into the living room and stayed near the sofa with Harry and lay down. He was guarding his little master while Sam went to his mother to take leave.
"Mom, we're going to leave now. Can you check on Harry before we leave to make sure he's alright. And do I need to take medical potions with me, we're having lunch at Uncle Sirius's house." Sam said to his Mother.
"Sure Honey. Just let me get it." Lily replied.
Lily took out Harry's potions and Harry's bracelet that the kidnapper threw out. All her children always had their bracelets on with their name engraved on it or in the others' cases, rings for the twins and a watch for Sam. It was something that Lily and James gave their children as a small means of protection. Lily and James had put on extra protections on Harry's bracelet as it proved to be useless last time. They spelled the bracelet to be only be removable by someone with Potter blood and put extra powerful charms to alert them of Harry's condition if they wanted to. The tracking charms were also revised and re-spelled. They also made the same extra revisions to their other children's bracelet/rings/watches.
Sam put the two potions safely in his backpack. Sam pointed to the living room to indicate Harry's whereabouts. When Lily and her third son found Harry, he was still soundly asleep. Lily took out her wand and swished it down Harry's body. Then she made another swish and up popped a parchment with writings on it. Lily read the general diagnosis, and frowned down at the right leg indications. There was still something wrong with it.
Because she needed Harry awake for this, she woke him up gently. She gently stroked Harry's hair, and gently shook him awake.
Harry woke up a little disoriented. He rubbed his big green eyes to clear out the sleep and looked upon the person who disturbed his sleep. It was his Mom. I wonder what she wants now. Please no more potions.
"Harry honey, I need you awake so I can check and heal your leg thoroughly. Can you stretch out your right leg and stay still, okay. Sam, why don't you hold your brother's hand. Harry just hold on tight to Sam, okay. I promise after this, it will be all over. It will just take a few minutes"
Harry felt trepidation while he watched his Mom do complicated patterns over his leg. He didn't feel anything so far, but after a few moments he felt something. It was like his bones on his upper right thigh were being jostled and forced into position, and it kind of hurt. It was still bearable but the pain was slowly escalating. He was squeezing Sam's hand continually. When he couldn't take it any longer, he buried his face on Sam's shirt. He couldn't move his right leg, it was immobilized by his mother's magic.
"Shhh, don't worry, Honey. I just need a few more seconds…. There! I'm done." Lily gave a final flick of her wand, and Harry's upper right thigh was covered in a protective brace. "All done, Honey. You're my little brave Harry, aren't you." Lily stroked Harry's hair and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "I'm sorry it had to hurt, I couldn't give you potions to dull the pain as it would counteract with the other potions I already gave you. Your leg might be still a little stiff, so if you need help, don't be afraid to tell Sam or anyone around, okay?"
Harry nodded his head. Sam then carried Harry again, gave a "goodbye" to his mother, took a pinch of floo powder, and shouted "Padfoot's Place!"
POTTER FAMILY (James & Lily)
Orion James Potter (20)
John Leo Potter (20)
Samuel Luthor Potter (17)
Harry Lilian Potter (10)
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