Harry Potter & the Demon Blood

Don't own HP so shoot me if I say other wise.

Chapter Four

Three days passed after Harry found out Mya was a half demon and the two hung out far more often. Today was no different.

Harry was out side sitting in his usual tree there with Mya sitting in a lower branch. They had already watched the sun rise and now were just waiting for nothing in particular. They chatted on random things, from demons, to music, to the world in general.

Harry found himself dead attracted to her and if the constantness of the glint in her eyes and the eagerness she showed when she was around him was anything to go off of, she was at least half as much so.

Harry heard someone open the front door and step out. He looked to see who it was.

Dudley was looking at them with a shocked look on his face.

"What are you doing with him?" He asked.

"What do you think we're doing Ickle Duddins? We're talking." Harry answered as he dropped down from the tree.

"Why are you here with him?" Dudley looked to be mad, course he thinks that he was Mya's boyfriend and that Harry was hitting on his girl. He truly is a delusional boy, isn't he?

Harry saw where this was going, as Dudley was starting to resemble Vernon in more then just size. When Mya spoke, Harry knew what to expect, if his cousin was anything like his uncle.

"Dudley, I am not your girlfriend so I can hang out with who ever I want."

He was officially a mini Vernon with an eighty-sixed mustache.

"You whore! I am going to make you regre-" Before he could finish his sentence he was being choked by one hand. Harry leaned in on his now suffocating cousin.

"You say anything like that again, they will need vacuums to clean up the pieces, got it. Now you are going to stay quite about this, because if I find out you told, you might not have a dad anymore got it?" He said with malice and venom.

Dudley nodded and Harry let go of his vice grip. Dudley fell to the ground and backed away whimpering. After about three feet he got up and ran as fast as his overweight body could.

Harry watched for a minute and turned back to the tree to see Mya standing under it. She was looking at him with the usual glint but this time there was something else there as well.

"You didn't have to do that. I mean it doesn't mean anything to me."

"It does to me." He mumbled but she heard him and the strange look intensified.

"Want to go to the mall or something?" He asked, as it was something that they did regularly now. She nodded. With that they walked to the bus stop. When they got to London he stopped for a moment and thought about something.

"What's wrong Harry?" Mya asked in concern.

"Do demons know about magic?"

"Yes but most can't use it. Mostly just half demons can. Why?" He nodded.

"How about we go some place new for a change." He started walking again, this time in a different direction. They came to the Leaky Cauldron and entered. Harry, who was wearing a bandana as usual, quickly led her to the back and into a short alley.

Before she could ask him anything, he pulled out a wand, which shocked her a little bit, but having been asked about magic earlier, wasn't as shocked. After he tapped some bricks the wall opened and made on archway. Harry made a mock bow while sweeping one hand towards the alley.

"Welcome, milady, to Diagon Alley." He said using an Old England manner of speaking. Mya giggled a little before replying, playing along with the act.

"I thank ye, milord. And on what reasons does thou bring me to this place of market? I presume it is not of a wrongful mind." She said, seeing if it would throw his act.

"Thou hast wounded me, fair lady, fathoming that I would be of such cruel and wicked heart. I was merely wishing to let milady be betrothed with the sights of yon market place, as they have fine arts to be bartered." He replied.

After some silence they both laughed at the joke. When they finally stopped laughing Mya was the first to speak.

"You're really good at acting. I mean you didn't miss a beat with your comeback."

"I thank ye, milady, for appraising my skills in the art of yon theater." She hit him with a small giggle. He acted in pain. "Milady, thou hast wounded me once more! What sins have I committed to deserve such treatment from thy feminine wrath? Tell me so I can repent and ask forgiveness." They shared a laugh again.

"Ok enough acting, we need to go to the bank." Harry said, acting normal again. "I have some things to take care of, but after that we can shop till we can't carry the junk anymore."

Fifteen minutes later, as it was really, really crowded in the alley today, they made it to the front of the bank. They walked in and towards an empty register.

"I would like to see my family vault please."

"Name?" The goblin replied.

"Potter."

"Very well. This way please." They followed the goblin to a different set of doors than usual.

"Griphook, am I correct that this leads to the family vaults?" The goblin looked a little shocked at having been recognized.

"Very observant Mr. Potter. And yes this leads to where your family vault is."

A very long drop in an elevator before several lefts, rights, forwards, backwards, ups and downs(think Charley and the Chocolate Factory), later Harry and Mya stood before a large black door that looked like a clear night sky with a full moon on it. After being instructed to do so, Harry put his palm on the moon.

The moon waned to the new moon and the door opened. They walked in and found themselves in a room with several doors. One was labeled 'Money'. Another was 'Gems'. Next was 'Books'. After that there was 'Wands and Staffs'. Lastly there was 'Weapons and Armor'. In the center of the room they were in floating letters read 'Guest's waiting room'.

"Griphook, what is that for?"

"This is the only part of the vault that anyone out side the family, unless sworn in as a blood sibling, can be. They can not go any farther."

Harry nodded. "Would you mind waiting with Griphook, Mya?"

She nodded semi reluctantly but none the less nodded.

He noticed a note on the floor. He grabbed it before walking into Money. In side he collected more than enough money to last him over three years with out coming back. He quickly read the note.

Dear Harry,

The gifts are in Weapons. They all have notes on them to explain how to use them.

James.

He walked into the next room, which was Gems and quickly looked around. He spotted a few things that he tucked away in his backpack. He rushed through Wands and picked up one that was silver with a black handle and a diamond at the base of the handle at the beginning that practically yelled at him to pick it up. It felt like when he got his first wand.

He walked out again and into the last room, telling Mya that he would just be a little longer, as she was starting to get bored, even with Griphook there.

He saw all sorts of weapons when he walked in. On a table closest to him he found all the notes.

On the table there were all sorts of things. There were a couple of pistols, daggers, swords, shields, jewelry, and other odd items.

He picked up the two pistols, one black and one silver, named Vortex and Moon, respectively, that he felt drawn to. Also there was an arm guard that was made of diamond and silver chain mail and the third that he felt a pull towards was a small dagger with wire on the end going into a small spool that kept it tidy and seemed to attach to the arm, as well as hold the dagger. He quickly shoved all of them in his back pack, ignoring the ones he felt no pull towards, and went back outside to Mya. He handed her a gold and silver bracelet that he had picked up from the Gem vault. It seemed to keep her from complaining, if she was going to do that that is.

"Sorry about the wait." He said as she looked at what he had put in her hand.

R&R please. Small cross from DMC, yes that is where I got the idea for the guns, but Dante would never give Ebony and Ivory up so he made new ones as a favor to James' family, as he did owe them something, and well, they asked for guns instead of money.