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!
'Oh, I have to transform into my phoenix form,' Harry thought while he felt himself tumbling through the air, but before he could even begin to transform he already crashed painfully to the ground. He was only aware of the extreme pain in his head and ribs for a moment before everything went black.
A few minutes later, Löwi appeared by his side, not really knowing how to help his cub, and quickly flew back into the castle to get help. He returned with Salazar at the same time when the first students were leaving the castle, rushing over to the unconscious child. Salazar quickly scooped Harry up into his arms before he sat back on Löwi's back and told him to hurry to the hospital room, knowing that Helga would be there. From the students' excited shouting he could very well imagine what had happened on the Quidditch pitch only minutes before and let out a deep sigh.
In the hospital room, he carefully laid his child on the bed nearest to Helga's office before he called out for his wife, who came over hurriedly. Her face immediately turned white as a ghost when she saw her son lying on a bed unconscious. She quickly waved her wand over the child, trying hard to fight back the tears that threatened spill from her eyes at any moment. "What happened, Sal?" she finally asked, horrified, while she started to tend to the child's injuries.
Salazar sighed. "As far as I know from the students' babbling on my way here Harry must have done his dangerous stunts, however not on Löwi, but on his broom," he explained in a soft voice. "How is he, sweetheart?" he added with obvious concern colouring his voice.
"He has several broken ribs, his left wrist is broken, and he has a bad concussion, which I don't like at all, as it is not the first time," Helga quickly explained before she motioned her husband to step away, so that she could once again concentrate on healing the child.
A quick look at his watch told Salazar that it was time to head to the Great Hall in order to have a quick breakfast as lessons were going to start in thirty minutes. Knowing that his son was in best possible hands with his wife, he quickly headed down to the Great Hall that was buzzing with the students excited chattering.
"What happened, Salazar?" Godric and Rowena asked as soon as he took his seat at the Head table. "There is a rumour that Harry was injured this morning. Is that true?" Rowena enquired worriedly.
"The students obviously know more than I," Salazar growled. "Maybe they saw what he was doing from their common rooms. I didn't know anything until Löwi came to me and had me get on his back and take me to Harry. When I arrived he was already unconscious."
Rowena determinedly waved Hildred over to the Head table, and the girl filled them in about what had been seen from the common room windows.
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As Harry's mind slowly returned to consciousness he let out a small groan at the pain in his head. 'What happened?' he thought anxiously. 'Was I hit in the head by something?' he mused, when suddenly he suddenly remembered exactly what had occurred that morning and he let out another groan thinking of the trouble he was going to be in. 'How could I've been so stupid to try that on a broom?' All of a sudden, his mother's voice penetrated his ear. "Can you open your eyes for me, Leofost?"
Harry lazily opened his eyes, seeing that he was lying in the middle of his parents' bed, where he was always allowed to sleep between Helga and Salazar when he was sick. He felt his head being raised a bit and a cold phial pressed against his lips. Harry obediently swallowed and gave his mother a grateful glance, when he slowly felt his splitting headache recede.
"Harry, you must stay in bed and try not to move your head too much. The broken ribs you got when you fell from your broom have already healed while you were unconscious, but you have a bad concussion, which will probably take a week to heal completely, and you still have quite a fever. You can either stay here during the day, or I can take you with me to the hospital room."
"I want to stay with you, Mummy," Harry whispered anxiously. "I'm sorry, Mummy."
"I hope that you're sorry, Leofost, and I expect that you will never, ever do such a stunt again. Otherwise I'll be extremely angry. Do you understand me?" Helga asked in a very stern voice
"Yes mummy, I understand." Harry replied in a hardly audible voice, and tears started to run down his cheeks.
Helga lay down next to the child and carefully wiped the tears from his face. "Harry, stop crying; you will only make your condition worse. You gave us quite a fright, but now everything is all right. You will have to stay in bed for a few days, but you'll be fine afterwards. As long as you don't do it again, I won't punish you, since you're already punished enough by being sick, and confined to bed."
Harry gave his mother an anxious nod, noticing that the small movement hurt. "Try not to move your head, Leofost," Helga said softly, placing a cool cloth on his forehead.
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Unfortunately, Rowena didn't take the matter as easily as Helga. She was very angry. "What were you thinking, Lufu? A few weeks ago I told you that I did not want you doing tricks on Löwi. Doing your tricks on your broom is even more dangerous; when you do tricks on Löwi you at least have him there to possibly catch you if you fall. Since you're a big boy of six years, you should already be able to understand the consequences of doing such perilous stunts. If I ever catch you again doing tricks on either your familiar or your broom, I will take your broom away."
"Yes Mummy Rowena," Harry whispered, feeling very bad for making his mummy so angry.
"All right, Lufu, that's enough about your irresponsible actions. Now tell me how you are. Do you already feel a bit better?"
"My head hurts a lot," Harry admitted in a small voice. "And I feel a bit dizzy. Can you tell me a story, please, Mummy?"
Rowena carefully stroked the child's hot cheeks. "In fact, I have a very good story to tell you.
"In a cold winter's night, four friends sat around a huge fireplace in a large castle, when suddenly a naked baby appeared outside in the snow. The four friends took the baby in as their son. The baby was unimaginably cute, but extremely shy and could neither walk nor talk properly. But he soon learned a lot of things, and all the people living in the castle couldn't help to start to love the little tyke. The child was very intelligent and a powerful wizard. He soon learned to do magic, brew Potions, and even became an Animagus. However, he sometimes did very dangerous and naughty things that made him hurt himself, and his four parents often worried about the child. One day, when the child was nearly seven years old, he became a big brother. He adored the little baby and helped his mummy a lot by helping to care for his brother or sister."
Rowena looked at Harry, who had his eyes closed but seemed to be listening intensely. Suddenly, bright green eyes opened and Harry asked excitedly, "Really, Mummy Rowena? Is that true? Will I get a little brother or sister soon?"
"Yes, that's true, Lufu. However, except for Daddy Godric nobody knows about it yet, so please don't tell anyone."
"Of course, Mummy, but I'm soooo happy," Harry replied and drifted off to sleep, a huge smile playing on his lips.
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When Helga finally allowed Harry to fly again two weeks after the incident, Salazar joined Harry in his room, where he was doing his Math homework. "Hey, Thunderbolt, shall we go flying? Mummy Helga said you may fly if you wish."
Harry gave his Daddy Salazar a hesitant look. "No thank you, Daddy. I'm not allowed to do any more tricks, and just flying is not interesting."
Salazar stared at the child with an open mouth and wide eyes. "Flying is not interesting?" he repeated, astonished. "Do you know what we're going to do, Thunderbolt?" At Harry's questioning glance Salazar added, "We shall play a prank on your mummies for taking away all the fun of flying!"
Harry's eyes lit up and he gave his Daddy a huge smile. "Really? Can we prank them?"
"Yes Thunderbolt, let's do that," Salazar replied determined. "Shall we pay Daddy Godric a visit and ask if he wants to join us on our warpath?"
"Yes," Harry shouted, excitedly jumping up and down, and the two headed down to the Headmaster's office. "Daddy Godric, will you help us prank Mummy Rowena and Mummy Helga?" he shouted eagerly, ignoring the fact that two students were sitting in front of the headmaster's desk and exploded with laughter.
"Please do it in the Great Hall at lunchtime or dinnertime, so that we can all have a good laugh," one of them said, giving Harry a huge smile.
"Yes, of course," Harry promised, smiling.
"However, if you tell anyone of this conversation, I will use your limbs as Potions ingredients," Salazar warned the students and led Harry out of the office, after Godric had assured them that he – of course – would love to play a few pranks on their wives.
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In the Potions classroom, Salazar showed him a book that looked strange to Harry's eyes. When he eyed the book curiously, Salazar began to laugh. "You can speak Parseltongue, Thunderbolt, can't you? This book is about fun potions written in Parseltongue by myself."
Harry looked at the book, amazed. Now that he knew it was written in Parseltongue, the writing began to make sense. "Daddy Salazar, you wrote the book by yourself?" he asked in awe. "That's amazing!"
"Yes, Thunderbolt. Now look through the book; you will find pictures on the left side and the respective recipes on the right. Is there something that interests you?"
Harry suddenly started to laugh. "Oh, here Daddy Salazar. Can we brew these two potions? The upper one for Mummy Helga and the other one for Mummy Rowena? That will be great fun!"
Salazar gave the excited child an amused look. "All right, Thunderbolt, then let's go into the forest. We have to get the ingredients first."
Together, they headed into the forest. While they were looking for birch bark and moon fern, Salazar showed Harry several plants, which were often used as Potions ingredients. "Can't we take a bit of each with us? Then we don't have to come to the forest each time we need something," Harry, who had become tired from the walk, suggested.
Salazar laughed and explained, "With some ingredients we can do that, but others have to be freshly harvested just before we want to use them, or during a certain time. Now, shall we pick up some blackberries for fruit drops? Look, there are lots of them over there."
"Oh yes, please," Harry shouted excitedly, already running over to the bushes his daddy had showed him.
An hour later, they returned to the castle with lots of potions ingredients. Harry's stomach was full of berries, and he had enjoyed the walk very much, knowing that they were collecting the ingredients because they wanted to prank his mummies and make delicious fruit drops.
For the rest of the afternoon, father and son occupied themselves brewing potions. The first potion took quite some time, so that Salazar suggested, "Shall I brew the potion for Mummy Rowena by myself and you make the fruit drops?"
"But we can do the fruit drops later, can't we?" Harry enquired, slightly disappointed not to be able to help with the other potion as well.
Salazar watched a rat running along the wall and replied, "No Harry, we will just manage to brew one of the potions before dinnertime, and as you know, after dinner you have to go to bed. I'd say we can make the fruit drops tomorrow, but I'm not sure if your mummies will let you brew something together with me after the stunt we're going to pull tonight."
Large green eyes gave the man an anxious look. "Really, Daddy Salazar? Won't they allow me to brew potions anymore? But they already took the trick flying, they can't forbid me to brew too," Harry contradicted, getting very upset.
"I don't know if they will, I just said it's possible. So, are you going to make the fruit drops?" Salazar enquired, quirking an eyebrow.
"Yes, all right," Harry replied and began to brew the drops, even if he had already eaten so many blackberries that afternoon that he could hardly imagine to eat blackberry fruit drops on top of that, but he figured he could save them for later.
The potions were finished shortly before dinner, and Salazar and Harry quickly went to the kitchen and gave the two prank potions to the house elves, so that they could put them into Rowena's and Helga's drinks at the dinner table.
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Harry couldn't help giggling in anticipation as soon as he had sat down at the head table. "What's wrong with you?" Helga asked, playfully poking him in the side.
"Ah, nothing Mummy Helga," Harry replied mischievously. "It's just that we went into the forest and ate lots of blackberries. They were absolutely delicious. I also made blackberry drops, all by myself." He pulled a small bag out of his robe pocket and offered them to Helga. "Do you want to try?"
"I would love to try them, Leofost, but not right before dinner. Daddy Godric will call for dinner any minute now."
Short time later, dinner appeared on the table. Harry suddenly noticed that he wasn't hungry at all, due to the excitement and to the many blackberries that were still filling his belly. From the edge of his eyes, he watched his mummies' every move and witnessed how each of them took a sip from their glasses. Mere seconds later, Rowena turned into a huge blue chicken, while Helga was transformed into a pink bunny about the same size. The Great Hall erupted with laughter, which only intensified when Rowena and Helga jumped down from their chairs and ran around the Great Hall until they reached the entrance doors that were unfortunately closed. To Harry's dismay, one of the students stood up and immediately opened the door for them.
"Salazar!" Godric tried to catch his friend's attention. "By the way, how long will the potion last?"
"Ah, well, I suppose about three hours," Salazar answered, smirking.
"Well, I wouldn't want to be in your shoes when they transform back," Godric told him, chuckling.
'Good thing that I'm going to bed right now,' Harry thought, glad that he didn't have to face his angry mummies that evening.
When Harry descended the huge staircase to the Entrance Hall the next morning, he saw a bear enter the castle. 'What's that?' he thought, panicking and held tight on to his Mummy Helga.