Descend to Darkness
By: Kyuubi04
HARRY POTTER FANFICTION
Chapter 3: Welcome to Triad Alley
Summary: Harry defeated Voldemort through some unknown magic and has been in a coma for months. Upon waking up, he had somehow changed, in both attitude and stance, and was confusing everybody. During a visit to the infamous Chamber of Secrets, he discovered the reason behind this change along with the confirmation of one Albus Dumbledore.
Warnings:There will be slash... Harry is Salazar Slytherin and will be calmer and colder than before. It will be a Dark Harry but he's not evil. There will be Ron and Ginny Bashing as I don't like the two of them and they will be the main antagonists along with Seamus Finnegan and Lavender Brown. Pairings would be HPDM, SSRL, LMSB, NLLL, DTPP, BZHG, and TNPP. This will probably be a short series and updates will probably range from twice to once a month.
Notes:"Fall Prey to the Eternal Darkness" – regular speech
-Fall Prey to the Eternal Darkness- parseltongue
+Fall Prey to the Eternal Darkness+ gobbledegook
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Harry went down the Great Hall wearing a silver-lined azure robe that he had transfigured from one of his cousin's castoffs. It was covered by a dark green cloak clasped with a silver dragon pin. These, too, were transfigured from another set of his oversized wardrobe. Then, he charmed the pin to warn him if he's in any type of danger. Afterwards, he headed towards the Great Hall and meditated while waiting for his companion.
Draco, on the other hand, was still sifting through his vast wardrobe for something suitable for the outing. He was quite partial to his dark green robe; however, he thought that the silver one with black dragon embroideries made him more elegant and imposing. After much deliberation, he decided to forego elegance in favour of comfort, so he wore his dark green robe and donned his matching silk cloak. He casted a tempus charm and saw that he only had ten minutes left to come down to the Great Hall. He walked gracefully towards his destination fully expecting the Gryffindor to make him wait.
His breath was caught, however, when he was met with the sight of the other boy wearing robes befitting a true pureblood. He had always thought that the boy-hero had always garbed himself with those shabby clothes to gain sympathy but now, he was forced to re-evaluate his assessment of the boy for his rival carried himself with the air of relaxed wariness. Contrary adjectives that suited Harry Potter's current posture very well. He berated himself for acting like a fool for a moment. He, then, cleared his throat to get the boy's attention.
Harry was snapped out of his meditative state by the sound and in an instant, his posture changed from relaxed to alert, something that Draco didn't fail to notice. He made sure to subtly scan the area magically before turning to the origin of the sound. He looked over Draco Malfoy and inclined his head in simple appreciation. The blonde wizard chose to look irate with the inspection and snapped haughtily, "What? Never seen a robe before?" He was made even more flustered when the other boy only chuckled at his heated response.
After hearing the blonde, Harry, for some curious reason, was reminded of a similar reaction coming from his brother-in-arms, Godric Gryffindor so he decided to give in to his amusement and chuckled much to the blonde's displeasure. He decided to spare the pureblood and replied calmly, "It's nothing, Malfoy. I am just thinking how long it took you to find something to wear for today's outing." The blonde blushed in embarrassment and frustration. Really, how dare that moronic lion insinuate that he's vain! It's preposterous! He's supposed to be the one to state double-edged statements like that. He huffed and told the boy, "Well, at least I care about how I would look like in public unlike someone I know who constantly wears rags fit for a house-elf." He indicated clearly as to whom he was referring to.
At this remark, Harry eyed his companion curiously and answered back, "Really? I wouldn't have guessed, seeing that I never did wear any other type of robe in public aside from the Hogwarts school uniform and that simple dress robe during fourth year. I wonder... were you spying on me to see what type of clothes I wear inside my robes?" The Malfoy heir gaped at the second insinuation. He tried to retort but seeing that it's obvious that today was not his day, he decided to end their discussion.
Sensing Draco's retreat, Harry focused on himself, raised the tip of his wand on his forehead, and muttered the incantation glamourie incantatem. In an instant, the emerald-eyed boy was engulfed in his magic. After a brilliant flash, there now stood a silver-haired teen with a light tan accentuated by the light colour of his robes and toned finely by his dark cloak in place of the elegant whiteness of the former brunette's figure. His scar was notably absent as well. To Draco Malfoy, the young man in front of him still possessed the strong presence of a pureblood wizard but without the inherent grace of his original form. Instead, it was replaced by an elegant maturity of a noble lord. He swivelled emerald-turned-sapphire eyes on his year-mate and spoke calmly, "Malfoy, I would like you to remember now, that while using this face, I am Gerald Gabriel Moonhaven, the last living heir of the Most Honourable and Ancient House of Moonhaven. Do you understand me?"
Draco was affronted by the last statement so he replied in a sneer, "Come now, Potter. Do you really think that I am an addle-brained twit that cannot even understand your meaning? If you are only going to insult me, then I guess I don't have to accompany you in this trip of yours."
Harry blinked at him and remarked apologetically, "Sorry, Malfoy. I do not mean to insult but to make sure that I made myself clear. I have to be sure that you won't slip anything in case some rabid paparazzi are lurking in the street. I, for one, do not want to get mauled by the public."
The blonde conceded after giving the disguised teen a derisive snort. As he got over the insult, he realized that not only did his companion used an extinct family as a cover but he also made use of said family's characteristic sapphire eyes as part of his glamour. He knew from several pictures compiled in every pureblood family that the eyes were almost a carbon copy of the one's belonging to the last member of the most powerful family since the time of the founders. He decided to take a chance and queried, "Potter, you do know that the Moonhavens have been gone for a thousand years now, right? Every pureblood knows that it's very much extinct so no one's going believe that kind of cover story."
At this, the boy-who-lived quirked his mouth in obvious amusement, "Who ever said that is very much a liar, dear Malfoy, for Marianne Moonhaven already had an heir to pass her fortune to even before she died."
"What! Do you mean to tell me that one of the legendary bloodlines akin to the founders' line still exists? Are you pulling my leg, Potter?" Draco exclaimed in shocked. He couldn't believe it. The Moonhavens are considered to be powerful but hadn't their line ended when its head underwent with the battle against the demons? It simply cannot be. Potter must be lying. He must be!
Harry's eyes glittered now. He resisted the urge to laugh out loud at the expression on the blonde's face and instead, he replied, "I pull your leg not, Malfoy. Lady Marianne chose an heir not of her blood to pass on the legacy of her line. How do you think did my mother become such a powerful witch? Surely, you don't believe that a Muggle-born can actually acquire such power in seven years time. There may be talented ones from the lot but the strength of one's magic only increases like that if it was gifted with the essence of a magical inheritance." Even though he fibbed about the Evans being connected in some way to his mentor, Harry hadn't lied about Lily being a pureblood. He had found out last year during one of his sporadic trips to the library that his mother came from a line of squibs branching from a minor pureblood line. At that time, it finally made sense to him why his Aunt Petunia hated magic so much.
He turned back to the incredulous blonde and added, "My mother came from a line of squibs that branched from a very minor pureblood line, Malfoy."
"How do I know that you're not lying to me, Potter? And where did you get such outrageous information? " Draco asked sceptically.
The reincarnated teen sighed, getting tired of the conversation, and replied coolly, "First, I won't gain anything in lying. Second, I do know that there's a library in Hogwarts that has books about almost every topic that is not banned by the ministry. Third, I do believe that it's already half-past nine so I think it is best for us to leave now. And fourth, it's Moonhaven now, Draco." He purposely purred his rival's name to further rile him up and as expected, Draco looked slighted at the sudden use of his name without his permission, especially when it is uttered provokingly.
Considering his options, the young aristocrat realized that if he pursued the argument, it would most likely take up more of their time needlessly. So he opted to let it go with a sarcastic question, "And how would we get there? Surely, you have already thought of a means of transportation, Moonhaven?" He spat the name insultingly in hopes to goad his archenemy but to his disappointed the teen didn't give it any mind.
Harry, or Gerald, as he was to be called while in glamour, said, "Why, we go to Hogsmeade and either floo to Diagon Alley from the Three Broomsticks or call the Knight Bus, of course." And he said it like it was the most obvious thing to do. At this remark, Draco sputtered at the sheer stupidity of his question. He scolded himself for losing his calm over something so seemingly trivial now that he thought of it. He followed the now leaving Gryffindor and the two headed towards Hogsmeade Village.
Draco told his companion that they should just use the floo since the Knight Bus was such an uncomfortable means of transport. Harry agreed so they entered the Three Broomsticks in order to use its fireplace. As they entered, the patrons turned their heads the sight of the two. Others were even giving wolf-whistles to show their appreciation. Draco sneered at them while Harry spoke with Madam Rosmerta to access the floo network. The pub-owner nodded and gave them some floo powder to use.
After his conversation, Harry turned to Draco and said softly, lacing his voice with a slight accent, "Draco, would you mind if we floo to the Leaky Cauldron instead of Diagon Alley?"
Caught off guard, Draco only gave a hesitant nod and said remembering to use the false name, "Sure, Gerald, I don't mind it all. But why exactly would you there?"
"I am planning to rent a room there before I return to my family home to finalize something with the ministry," was the reply.
With that said the two flooed to the Leaky Cauldron. For the first time, Harry Potter emerged from the fireplace with grace. As he stepped out to speak with the innkeeper, Draco came out as elegantly as he did. After Harry finished his business with Tom, the two set out to visit Gringotts Bank to acquire some money for their trip.
The two chose to visit their vaults separately, giving Harry the chance to perform his business with the goblins as quietly as possible. Draco told him that he'd head out first so as to visit the apothecary as soon as he came back from his personal vault. He also told the other boy to meet him at Flourish and Blotts in an hour or two. He disdainfully remarked at him, "You don't have to wait for me, Gerald. I'll be heading to the apothecary as soon as I finish grabbing some money. Just meet me at Flourish and Blotts in an hour or so." When asked why he didn't want him to join, Harry only received, "I just don't want you to damage the ingredients in your ignorance." The now silver-haired teen pushed down the scathing remark that he's about to make for the insult thinking that as far as his companion was concerned, he was a dunce in potions who barely scraped passing the subject. He agreed with a nod, not trusting his own lips at the moment. After getting his agreement, Draco headed to his vaults.
Choosing to move on with his business, he approached the goblin that he recognized as Griphook and said +Greetings, Griphook. Could you please tell Ragnok that the Soul Keeper is here to speak with him?+ Surprised at the use of his native language, the goblin nodded and scurried towards the bank manager's office. The other goblins who heard him looked at him in awe and incredulity. They never expected to here a human to know their language. Harry, on the other hand, thanked his master for teaching him the goblin and elfin language. It was certainly quite useful in this type of negotiations where you had to cater the needs of the other party.
After a few minutes, Griphook returned with the affirmation that Ragnok was going to meet with him. He entered a well polished office filled with several cabinets bearing the files of every transaction undertaken by the bank. Testing to see if what he had heard was true, Ragnok spoke in gobbledegook, +Greetings, wizard. Who are you and what is it that you deemed it necessary to visit me?+
Harry, realizing the challenged held by the statement, replied in the same language. +I am Harry James Potter, son of James, son of Lily, Ragnok. My business is to confirm my claims to my inheritance.+ He said while revealing himself under the glamour.
Satisfied, the goblin reverted back to human speech and said, "Ah, Mr. Potter. So you are here to claim your inheritance. If that is so then, follow me to the inheritance chamber."
"I presume that you are going to perform an inheritance ritual to verify my claims." Harry pondered, earning himself a brief nod.
The wizard followed the goblin to a bright antechamber. At the centre of it, he saw an obsidian basin along with an onyx ritual blade. He recognized the craftsmanship for a creation of Master Randolfe Rozenheim and marvelled at the fact that it was still as beautiful as it was first created. Ragnok made him raise his right arm over the basin, and now that he looked at it, he noticed that it had some runes used to recognize, reveal, and verify the origin of a person through blood. He smirked as he felt the master goblin make a cut on his arm. He wondered how the creature would react to finding out about the span of his fortune and influence. He allowed three drops of his blood to drop on the basin before he magically healed his arm.
After receiving the drops of blood, the basin glowed white and after a few moments, it spewed a piece of parchment where everything that he inherited was listed. Ragnok took the parchment to scan it. His eyes bulged slightly and Harry silently applauded him for maintaining a tight control on his expression though it was obvious that he was stunned.
These were the things written on the parchment:
Harry James Potter – Salazar Siegfried Slytherin (These two names kept on showing alternately)
Family Membership Claims:
House of Potter – direct descendant
House of Gryffindor – direct descendant
House of Ravenant - direct descendant
House of Sagebryne – claimed through House of Gryffindor
House of Slytherin – link unknown
House of Moonhaven – claimed through House of Slytherin
Inheritance Claims:
House of Potter – one high-security Gringotts vault (familial artefacts only), one mid-level security vault (492,513,812 Galleons, Deeds to five family estates including Potter Manor, Rare books removed from Potter library), one trust fund vault for family dependents (1,907,432 in Galleons, 3,641,368 in Sickles, 643,764 in Knuts) – a seat at the Wizengamot (unoccupied)
House of Gryffindor – one special security vault (personal artefacts and rare books of one Godric Gryffindor, all materials in jewel-crafting encased in preservation charms, Manuscripts and Manuals on the specifics of jewel-crafting), one high-security vault (familial artefacts, 672,345,190 in Galleons, 124,096,478 in Sickles, 971,435 in Knuts, Deeds to Gryffindor Estate and Godric's Hollow) – two seats at the Wizengamot (unoccupied)
House of Ravenant – one mid-level security vault (398,145 in Galleons, 480,974 in Sickles, 108,378 in Knuts, Rare books on charms, Deeds to The Haven) – no seat at the Wizengamot
House of Sagebryne – one special security vault (all materials in wand-crafting encased in preservation charms, Manuscripts and Manuals on the specifics of wand-crafting), one high-security vault (490,124,532 in Galleons, 280,579,684 in Sickles, 975,155 in Knuts, Deeds to Sage's Haunt) – two seats at the Wizengamot (unoccupied)
House of Slytherin – one special security vault (personal artefacts and rare books of one Salazar Slytherin, Journals of Salazar Slytherin, all materials in weapons-crafting encased in preservation charms, Manuscripts and Manuals on the specifics of weapons-crafting) – one high security vault (329,716,397 in Galleons, 58,248,124 in Sickles, 9,365,187 in Knuts, Deeds to Slytherin Castle and Hogwarts Castle) – two seats at the Wizengamot (occupied)
House of Moonhaven – one special security vault (all materials in music-crafting encased in preservation charms, Manuscripts and Manuals on the specifics of music-crafting), one high security vault (812,559,135 in Galleons, 456,234,123 in Sickles, 236,577 in Knuts, Deeds to Moonhaven Manor and Angel Loft) – two seats at the Wizengamot (unoccupied)
As Harry looked in on the parchment, his eyes goggled at the stupendous amount of money he inherited. He should have thought that this would happen, seeing that the vaults of the four legends were still earning during these years. He sighed and asked the stunned goblin, "Do I have to wait for another year to claim them or not?"
Snapped out of his thoughts, Ragnok tried to regain his composure and answered, "Have you, by any chance, claimed lordship over one of these Houses, Mr. Potter? If so, then you would be able to claim it all now as you are already an emancipated minor."
"So, since am already the Lord of Slytherin House, then I can already claim them now?" He clarified.
"Yes. You only have to try to wear the family ring and if you're found worthy, then you'll be recognized as that family's lord. Although, if you fail, I do not know what would happen." Ragnok replied.
"Very well, could you please bring to me the family rings of all six houses. The Slytherin ring should be in there since I opted not to wear it much in public." He said silently thanking his foresight of leaving his family ring during his escapades out of Hogwarts territory.
The master goblin nodded and motioned him to return to the previous room. Ragnok summoned another goblin and ordered it to fetch the family rings of the families stated on the inheritance claims of harry Potter.
After a few minutes, the goblin returned with six velvet boxes with the family crest of each engraved on the top of the boxes.
Harry immediately took the Slytherin ring and wore it without hesitation. The ring flashed green to show its acceptance of its , he took it off to replace it with the Potter ring and the same thing happened. He took the rings in this order, House of Ravenant, House of Gryffindor, House of Sagebryne, and House of Moonhaven. The first two didn't give him trouble but the last two did. Upon wearing them, he felt the ancient magic on them scan his soul before glowing orange then green.
Smiling at his small success, Harry asked Ragnok if he could be given something to allow him access to his money without the need to visit the bank. He was, then, given a platinum card that would serve as a debit card whenever he wanted to purchase something. He was given six, one for every house. He gave five of the rings to be returned to the proper vaults while keeping the Moonhaven ring saying, "Since, I'm going to disguise myself as a Moonhaven, it is best that I take this ring with me as proof." He replaced his glamour and he was back to being a silver-haired teen.
He was about to take his leave when he remembered, "Ragnok, may I ask you to assist me in something?"
Not wanting to disappoint the rich teen, he replied using the title that he was presenting at the moment, "What can I do for you, Lord Moonhaven?"
"I would like you to write to one Neville Longbottom and one Hermione Granger to have them come here at Gringotts to try a test for an inheritance claim. I want it to be thought of as an offer to every wizarding child of age sixteen. Also, I do not want any mention of my name, just in case. Lastly, have them believe that those who have taken the test are not allowed to spoke of it with others due to some magical restriction. Can you do that?" He asked in a cool voice, challenging the goblin to answer negatively.
Ragnok, noting the challenge for what it was, nodded in ascent and told him in a business-like tone unlike the one he used before, "I assure you, Lord Moonhaven, such a task is probable for Gringotts to undertake. Just allow me some time to fix the necessary paperwork in case those two decide to look for some legal documentation. Would you mind if I invite other children who have some inheritance claims to participate in it?"
"Not really, the only reason I want you to do this is because I don't want those two to suspect my involvement in it. I, for one, would like it if it is never discovered that I have already claimed my own inheritance." He replied calmly, assuming the stance of a pureblood out for a shopping spree.
The goblin nodded again and said, "If that's your reason, then, we won't have to deal with any problem at all. Thank you for conducting your business with Gringotts, Lord Moonhaven."
The new Lord gave a slight nod to show his agreement and answered, "I am glad for your assistance, Ragnok. For now, I must leave; my companion will meet with in no less than fifteen minutes."
With that said, Harry left the bank carrying on him his cards as well as wearing the ring on his left hand. He glided within the throng of people and headed towards the bookstore to wait for his companion.
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Draco Malfoy was confused. He didn't know what to think about Harry Potter. During their short banter at the Great hall, he realized that never did the other boy raise his voice in anger or irritation. In fact, it was he who lost his cool demeanour. It seemed to him that the boy changed from being an ill-tempered Gryffindor into a cool-headed Slytherin in an instant.
He was mulling over what had happened today in an attempt to find the reason for this odd behaviour of his rival. First, as he was roaming the castle without fear of being given detention, he met with the boy. He found him slightly off without his glasses, so he taunted Potter about it. He expected his rival to retort angrily, but instead, he gave him a good enough reason for his lack of articles. Second, when he was hoping to get a rise from the boy by insinuating that he probably wanted to flaunt himself to the public, he was given an invitation to accompany the brunette instead. Sure, he didn't know what made him really agree to the invite but he assumed that he was somewhat curious about the change in the boy. He even told his godfather about it but it seemed that his Uncle Severus didn't know either. And third, he was surprised by the boy's choice in robes. He even used a combination that made him seem like a true-blue elite. He was even more surprised when he used an advance charm to disguise himself. Add to it the fact that he even knew a name known only to highest-ranking pureblood family. He didn't whether to believe the other boy's claim or not but still went on with him.
He knew that it was rude to leave his companion like that, but he really had to think things through without Potter's presence to influence his thoughts. So he used his lack of confidence in Potter's skills in treating potions ingredients properly as an excuse to go alone to the apothecary. And since Potter didn't seem to mind, he added that they were to meet at Flourish and Blotts within an hour. He was sure that with that length of time, he'd be able to come up with his next move.
So here he was, walking inside the store absently choosing all the best ingredients in the different shelves as he thought about Potter and his future actions towards the boy. Upon reaching the shelf containing bottles of powdered moonstone at the farthest end of the shop, he finally came to the conclusion of hanging out with Potter and being civil to him in order to satisfy his curiosity.
He looked at the time and upon seeing the he only had seven minutes left, he decided to pay for his purchases and set out towards the bookstore.
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Inside the shop, Draco saw Harry, rather his disguised self, reading through books about the newest potions. He was so inconspicuous that Draco wouldn't had noticed him if he weren't specifically looking. He silently approached the engrossed boy and tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately noticed that although Harry hadn't move, his body was alert and was only anticipating an attack to defend himself from.
So, Draco said, "Are you always this tense around people, Gerald?" He even remembered to use the boy's fake name. Harry immediately relaxed and donned a soft smile, "Only in unfamiliar places, Draco." He closed the book that he was reading and grabbed the others beside him before heading towards the counter.
When he raised his hand, Draco noticed the ring with the very familiar crest on his rivals left finger. He unconsciously recalled their conversation about it and realized that the other boy wasn't lying. He watched in fascination as the blue-eyed boy procured a card to pay for his purchase.
As they stepped out of the shop, Draco asked the other boy, "What did you buy?"
Harry replied nonchalantly, "Hmm... Let's see. There's 'Potions of the New Century: An Update of Today's Most Notable Potions by Marius St. Andrews', 'Useful Spells to Furnish Your Household by Melanie Garnet', and 'Twenty Thousand Wards and Rituals to Protect Your Home by Selene Ornaf' How about you, what did you get?"
Upon listening to the list, Draco added another mental note about the discrepancy of Harry's attitude towards books in general. When he was asked, he replied casually, "Well, I bought some of the ingredients that I have used up during my experiments with my godfather."
His rival hmm-ed at him and asked out of the blue, "Care to grab some lunch before we proceed to some serious shopping? We could go back to the Leaky Cauldron or we could head to Leisure Expo at Triad Alley to visit one of its restaurants."
Draco was baffled, he didn't know about Triad Alley and his confusion showed through his expression.
"Don't tell me that you haven't realized that there was a magical gate near Ollivanders that leads to another alley. Surely you knew that there is another settlement here apart from Diagon Alley and Knockturne Alley." Harry said to him incredulously.
Draco was about to retort when he heard familiar voices calling him. He turned to see Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, and Theodore Nott approaching them.
"Hello there, Blaise, Pansy, Theo. How are you guys doing?" He greeted.
"We're fine Draco. We were wondering earlier where you went since Professor Snape said that you went out with Potter. Really, Draco, what would you want with the Golden Boy?" Theodore asked with a sneer of disgust at the thought of his friend accompanying the boy with a hero-complex.
He surreptitiously turned to see his companion's expression to find it devoid of emotion. He replied haughtily seeing that some on-lookers were already eavesdropping on their conversation, "Theo, you must have misheard my godfather. It is true that I have company but it surely is not Saint Potter." He released a sigh when the gossip-mongers returned to their own business.
The other three, finally noticing the disguised Harry, looked at him in question. Pansy Parkinson simpered at Harry while trailing a hand on the boy's chest, "Draco dear, would you care to introduce us to this lovely friend of yours?"
Draco shook his head and said, "Drop the act Pansy, he won't fall for it." Pansy only gave and "Oh," before saying in a normal tone of voice, "So Mr. Pretty-boy, do you have a name or are you just another no-name pureblood trying to get into my brother's good graces?"
Harry raised an eyebrow noting that both Blaise and Theodore stiffened in preparation in case he gave a wrong answer. He looked at Pansy and inclined his head, re-assessing the girl before replying in a suave voice, "Gerald Gabriel Moonhaven, at your service, Miss."
Blaise interrupted and directed a question at him, "When you said Moonhaven, did you mean "THE" Moonhaven? I thought that the line was dead."
"Indeed, I do." With that Harry allowed them to get a glimpse of his ring. "Now that I have already introduced myself, would you mind telling me your names?"
The three blushed in embarrassment so Draco took it to task to introduce his friends, "Gerald, I want you to meet my friends. The girl is Pansy Parkinson. The dark boy beside him is Blaise Zabini while the pale brunette is Theodore Nott. They are going to Hogwarts as my fellow Slytherins."
Amused by the semi-formal introduction, he gave them a short bow and said with a charming smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you three be so kind as to accompany us to Triad Alley to grab some lunch?"
The other two boys replied, "Triad Alley, what's that?" while Pansy said in a definite tone, "Sure, we would appreciate it."
The three Slytherins looked at her, so she said in exasperation, "Really, you three. Triad Alley is a wizarding settlement made in conjunction with Diagon and Knockturne Alleys. It is divided into a Leisure Expo, a Residential Park, and a Crafters Paradise. It's the shopping paradise. In there, you can find different jewelleries, robes, gowns, dresses, beauty products, restaurants, and others."
The three chuckled and said, "No wonder we don't know about it. It's a place made for witches." "Not really, Ms. Parkinson was only describing Leisure Expo and not the other two." Harry added in amusement, "Now, can we go as it is already noon?" The others nodded so he led them towards Ollivanders and approached the gate not far from it. He tap the red cornerstone with a runespoor etched on it using his hand to reveal the hidden entrance.
As they entered, Harry said melodramatically, "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Leisure Expo, first front of Triad Alley. On the far left, you will see the residential park where several socialites live while on the far right, is the entrance to Crafters Paradise where you can have any artefact possible commissioned with a price."
With that, he led his companions to a the restaurant called, "La Magica Italiana" where they ate some Italian delicacies for their lunch.
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Wooh, finally... It's quite surprising for me to be able to consume fifteen pages just for one chapter.
I really am deviating from my usual style but it's okay, I'm really on a roll today....
If you find Harry's inheritance to be large please remember that it's not like he'll be able to use them all in a jiffy... The artefacts probably won't be mentioned aside from something that I might come up with. The only things that he'll be able to make use of are the manuscripts and some legal documents...
Also, I don't think that it's proper to combine the Family rings so I made them separate from each other.
If you find my use of bold letters uncomfortable, then I apologize but it is my way to separate conversations from narratives... maybe I'll remove them but for the meantime, they'll have to stay...
Flames are quite unwelcome since if you don't like my story then don't read it. But it will be helpful if you give some constructive criticism... reviews are highly appreciated...
As for Draco, Blaise, and Theo not knowing about the alley, I hope that Pansy's description of the place justified it for a bit. As for Harry knowing, he probably learned of it during his time for although, it's already a shopping bazaar, it still possesses some "manly" essence that draws shoppers to visit. Harry probably only knows some of the oldest shops there and not the new ones.
Finally, I really wish that you'd like this chapter.