The Founding of Happiness
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC! Time travel!
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind reviews for the previous chapter!
After a short talk with Amaterasu and Salazar translating between the griffins and Godric, Godric led the griffin cub into the castle. He had pointed out to him that only a few students were residing in the castle due to the Christmas holidays; however, the griffin had assured him that his human familiar was in the castle at the moment. Godric decided to lead the griffin into the Great Hall since it was nearly lunchtime, and everyone remaining in the castle, except Harry, would be headed to the Great Hall anyway. Hopefully the griffin cub would be able to quickly find who his human familiar was that way.
While everyone was eating lunch, the griffin walked around the table, sniffing here and there before it sat down behind Godric's chair, patiently waiting for the man to finish his lunch.
"He obviously hasn't found his human familiar yet," Salazar offered.
"Then it has to be Harry," Rowena spoke up. "Everyone else is here."
"It couldn't be a house elf, could it?" Aldwin, one of the students, who had remained over the holidays, suggested.
Everyone laughed at the thought, but Helga replied patiently, "You're right, Aldwin; there is a slight possibility that he is looking for a house elf. Professor Gryffindor, maybe you should take the cub up to Harry's room first, but please don't wake him up, and if it isn't Harry, then take the cub to the kitchen. Maybe it'll find its luck there."
The five students laughed, and everyone watched the small griffin interestedly. It had a very light orange fur and had beautiful shiny wings that were an extremely light yellow. Suddenly, the griffin cub stood up, sniffed for an instant and dashed through the Great Hall until it came to a sliding halt just in front of the closed doors. Godric went after the animal and carefully opened the door which the griffin was impatiently waiting in front of, ready to dash away, as soon as it was opened for him. The griffin moved lighting fast out the door and took a left turn, bounding up the stairs so fast that it was difficult for the headmaster to keep up. However, he could already imagine where the griffin cub was headed.
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Harry woke up because he had to use the bathroom. Two minutes later he was back in his bed, snuggling deep under his covers. 'I hope one of my Mummies or Daddies will come home soon to keep me company. It's so boring, but I still feel too icky to do anything,' he whiningly thought. 'Maybe I should try to sleep a little more and maybe I'll feel better when I wake up.' He lazily closed his eyes again and was just about to fall asleep when something jumped onto his belly with a thud. Harry let out a short cry and looked horrified at the 'thing' on his belly. 'It looks similar to a lion!' he thought terrified. 'And it has wings!' He squeezed his eyes closed and tried to snuggle even deeper under his covers when he suddenly heard a voice speaking in his mind.
'Hello my little cub, you're my human familiar.'
'Who are you?' Harry replied flabbergasted.
'I'm the small griffin cub that's sitting on your belly. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I've just bonded with you; that's why we're able to talk like this.'
Harry put up a hand to his forehead, trying to rub his headache away, before he hesitantly opened his eyes, taking in the beautiful griffin that had large light purple eyes, which were looking at him.
'Can you pet my head too please? I'd like that so much,' he heard the griffin's voice again and sighed before he carefully extended a hand to the animal's head and started to pet him, causing the griffin cub to purr with pleasure.
An instant later, Godric entered the room, followed closely by Helga, who had been notified by a spell, which she had placed on Harry, that the child had awakened. "Is everything all right, Leo?" Godric asked, while Helga walked over to the boy and pointed her wand at his head, muttering something to herself.
"Yes," Harry answered uncertainly. "It's a griffin cub, and it told me that it has bonded with me," he explained to his parents.
"Ah, but Leo, that's wonderful," Godric said, smiling at the child.
"Congratulations, Leofost. I assume, that is probably the best Christmas present you received," Helga added.
Harry gave them a nervous smile. 'I don't really know what it means to have a griffin as a familiar though,' he thought. 'At least he can move around the castle more easily than a basilisk can,' he suddenly realized, relieved.
During the next few days, until Harry had completely recovered, the griffin didn't leave his side, except for one time when Harry was deeply asleep for the night. The one time he left was for a short while to visit his mother in the forest. The griffin told him many things about the forest in which he had been born in.
'We often meet with a herd of unicorns that live nearby. They're our friends.'
'What's a unicorn?' Harry asked with interest.
'They are like magical horses, just like I'm kind of a magical lion.'
Harry frowned. 'What's exactly the difference between a magical animal and a non-magical one?'
'Hmm,' the griffin made thoughtfully. 'The difference is that all magical animals are able to communicate with each other, but non-magical animals can't communicate with other species.'
'So, are you able to speak with every kind of animal, even with the basilisk and the Giant Squid?' Harry asked excitedly.
'Yes, of course,' the griffin confirmed.
One day, when Salazar joined the child in his room, he asked, "And have you already thought of a name for your griffin, Thunderbolt?"
Harry looked at his father, utterly shocked. 'Oh no, I haven't even thought about that,' he thought horrified. "No," he said hesitantly. He turned to his familiar and asked, "What would you like to be named?"
'Oh, that's up to you, my human. I'm going to call you 'Cub' as you're something like my cub,' the small griffin answered, and Harry quickly explained to his Daddy Salazar what the animal had told him.
"Then how about you call him 'lion' in a different language, Thunderbolt? If you want to do that we can call Mummy Rowena; she knows German and French."
Harry's face lit a bit. "That's a great idea," he replied thoughtfully.
"Rowena!" Salazar shouted for his friend that was in the other room and was entering the room a few seconds later.
Rowena gave Harry and her friend a confused look before she asked, "What's wrong? How are you, Lufu?"
"I'm fine, Mummy, do you know how to say 'lion' in German?"
Rowena gave him a proud look and replied, "That's 'Löwe' in German."
"Thank you, Mummy Rowena. Is it all right for you if I call you 'Löwi'?" he turned to the griffin.
"Löwe," Rowena corrected the child.
'Yes, Cub, I like that name, but I like 'Löwi' better,' Löwi replied, smiling at the boy.
"All right, he told me he prefers 'Löwi'. Thanks Mummy Rowena."
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A few days after Harry was finally allowed to leave his room, the griffin told him, 'Sit on my back, Cub!' When Harry anxiously complied, his familiar gave him a piggyback ride throughout the castle.
At first, Harry was a bit afraid, especially when they came near the grand staircase, but after a few minutes he started to really enjoy his trip. "Oh, this is so much fun, go on Löwi, faster, faster!" Harry shouted excitedly.
After an hour of riding on his familiar's back through the castle, Harry suddenly remembered that he had been supposed to head directly to the Potions classroom. 'Oh no!' he thought terrified. 'Daddy Salazar will be so angry.'
'Hold on, Cub, I'll get you there quicker by flying, so hold on,' Löwi told him and flapped his wings twice, which caused Harry to flinch back, startled. 'It's all right, Cub, don't worry, I promise I will get you there safe and sound.' An instant later, the griffin took off and flew all the way down to the dungeons with a frightened Harry on his back. Finally, they arrived in front of the Potions classroom, and Löwi carefully let Harry hop of his back onto the ground.
Harry hastily knocked at the door and was called in within seconds. He noticed immediately that Daddy Salazar was very angry. "A Potions lab is not a place for a griffin. Please tell your familiar to wait for you elsewhere until we're finished," the teacher told his son strictly.
Harry gave Löwi an apologizing look, but the griffin replied, 'That's all right, Cub. I will go into the forest and visit my Mummy while you're here.'
"All right then, see you later," Harry replied, slightly relieved, and turned back to his Daddy Salazar.
"Sit down," Salazar ordered the child, and Harry complied anxiously.
'Is he angry?' he mused worriedly, but his father's face was void any emotions.
"You were supposed to be here two hours ago," a stern voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
"I'm sorry," Harry mumbled, averting his eyes to the stone floor. When his father didn't reply, he hesitantly looked back up to the man.
"I'm still waiting for an explanation what you've been doing during the last two hours that kept you from arriving here on time," Salazar said sternly.
"Oh, Löwi told me to climb his back and let me ride on his back throughout the castle. It was so much fun!" Harry explained excitedly but quietened quickly when he noticed his father's angry glare.
"When we fix a time, you will be where you are supposed to be," Salazar growled. "Is that understood?"
"Yes," Harry replied in a small voice.
"Yes what?" the man asked, obsidian eyes boring into Harry's face.
"Yes, Daddy Salazar," Harry answered quietly, trying to ignore his familiar's voice asking him if his Daddy was angry at him for being late.
"Your punishment will be to write lines for me. You will write ten times, 'I must not be late.' Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Daddy Salazar," Harry answered, relieved that he only had to write ten lines. 'I suppose I'm lucky,' he thought, 'Last week I heard him tell a student to clean a dozen extremely dirty cauldrons without magic.'
His father's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "There is something else I still need to discuss with you." When Harry gave him an enquiring look, he continued, "When and with whom did you make the fruit drops you gave us for Christmas?"
Harry's face turned white. "Um… eh… Imadethemherealone," he finished quickly and hardly audible.
"Excuse me? You did what?"
"I brewed them on my own. It's easy since we've made them so many times before," Harry replied, his voice a bit louder.
Salazar sighed. "Thunderbolt, look at me!" he demanded. When Harry anxiously turned his eyes to face his father's dark eyes, he told him firmly, "You will never, ever, brew a potion all on your own again without my permission, is that clear?"
"Yes, Daddy Salazar," Harry breathed, rolling his eyes. 'I have brewed that potion so many times, and I'm not a baby anymore,' he thought, getting upset.
"Don't you dare roll your eyes at me! Moreover, care to explain when exactly you did brew said potion. Where was I at the time?"
"I asked you, and you told me you couldn't brew it with me, so I came down here while everyone was asleep in bed," Harry replied; he couldn't help feeling a bit bold. 'But I just had to brew them at that time; it was only one or two days before Christmas,' he tried to calm his bad consciousness.
"Do I understand you correctly; you came here in the middle of the night while you were sick with pneumonia, and Mummy Helga had told you to stay in bed even during the day, let alone at night when you were supposed to be sleeping?" Salazar enquired angrily.
"Yes, Daddy," Harry replied shortly, trying to fight back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.
"That was very naughty, Thunderbolt. I know for a fact that Mummy Helga was very worried about you when you had a relapse two days before Christmas without any understandable reason as to why. As punishment you will write ten times, 'I must not brew potions on my own, and I must listen to Mummy Helga at all times.' Moreover, we won't be brewing any Potions today, and instead you will help Mummy Helga in the hospital room all afternoon. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Daddy Salazar," Harry replied, unsuccessfully trying to fight back his tears. 'I really didn't want to anger Mummy Helga or make her worry; she's always so nice to me,' he thought miserably, while the tears started to run down his face.
"Can… Can you… please… not tell… Mummy Helga… what I did?" Harry sobbed, giving his Daddy a pleading glance.
The teacher remained silent for a moment before he finally gave in. "All right, Thunderbolt. We will only tell her that you have been very naughty, but we won't tell her explicitly what you did to warrant the punishment. However, be sure that if you ever do such a stunt again, I shall tell her as well as Mummy Rowena and Daddy Godric."
"Thank you, Daddy," Harry said gratefully, feeling very relieved, and sat down in front of the parchment that Salazar had placed on the table together with a quill and began writing his lines.
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During the next several weeks, Harry, who had never been allowed to go out onto the grounds on his own, was allowed outside if Löwi was with him. One day, Löwi suggested taking Harry into the forest in order to meet his Mummy. Harry was a bit hesitant as he knew that he wasn't supposed to go into the forest. 'Are you afraid to go into the forest?' Löwi asked curiously, feeling his human familiar's hesitance.
"Um, yes a bit," Harry admitted. 'And I don't want to write lines for Daddy Salazar again because of doing something that I'm not supposed to do,' he thought.
'Can't you transform into your phoenix form yet?' the griffin enquired as he had watched Harry doing his Animagus lessons with Rowena several times.
"No, I can only transform my hands and feet, but not my head and body," Harry replied with frustration lacing his voice.
'All right, then just sit on my back, and I shall take you into the forest and bring you back after our visit,' Löwi stated, and Harry obediently climbed on his back. Afraid to hurt himself while Löwi flew among the trees, Harry carefully lay down on his familiar's back, squinting his eyes closed. Only a few minutes later, Harry could feel the griffin suddenly becoming excited before he started to let out many words in a language that Harry couldn't understand. 'Look, Cub, this is my Mummy,' the griffin explained happily, and Harry sat up, opened his eyes, and greeted the larger griffin with a huge smile. After a conversation that felt fairly long to Harry as he always had to wait for Löwi to translate for him, they made their way back to the castle.
When they arrived on the Hogwarts grounds, the students were just playing Quidditch on the new Quidditch pitch that had been built after eleven-year-old Harry had come from the future more than a year ago and had told the teachers how to play Quidditch properly and how the Quidditch pitch had to be built.
Löwi flew around the pitch for a while, so that Harry could watch the students' play from the air. Suddenly, Harry started to giggle and told his familiar, "Look, Löwi, over there! Can you fly over there, so that I can catch the Snitch? Oh, please!"
'Cub, you are too funny,' the griffin giggled back and took a straight course to the spot where Harry had seen the Snitch, and two minutes later, Harry stood up on Löwi's back, extended his hand and caught his favourite little ball before he sat down again and showed the Snitch to the stunned students who were playing Quidditch, or watching from the stands.
"Well done, Harry, and you've got yourself a nice, living broomstick there," he was commended by the students, who always admired Harry flying on the beautiful griffin.
"You better not let your parents see you standing on Löwi's back," Hildred reprimanded the child. "What you did is very dangerous, Harry."
"No, it's all right, and I'll be careful," Harry replied and motioned his griffin to take into the air again since he wanted to try out some other stunts that he had just thought of.
An hour later, Hildred hesitantly knocked at the door of the Headmaster's office. She was immediately invited to enter the room, noticing that all the teachers were just having a meeting in the room. "I'm sorry to disturb you, Professors," she apologized. "However, I think you should see what Harry is doing outside on the Quidditch pitch."
The four teachers gave the girl, who was a very responsible Ravenclaw fifth year, an astonished look. Rowena was the first to react and stepped over to the window that currently showed a view overlooking the lake. She tapped the window once with his wand and stated, "Aspectio Quidditch pitch."
At once, the view changed to one overlooking the Quidditch pitch, and Rowena let out a huge gasp before she darted for the door.