Call me 6
Disclaimer. I still own nothing. All the poor grammar especially belongs to JKR.
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Harry followed quickly on Megan's heels to the dance room. Lisa was staggering across the floor. Her corset had dropped lower on her body and the buttons on her blouse had come undone.
"Look Harry." She called to him. "My boobies have fallen out. Do you want to suck on them? I love it when you suck on them. "
She seemed uncoordinated as she moved towards him, her pupils wide in her eyes.
"Lisa, you need to cover up." He told her.
"Aren't you going to even lick them?" Lisa turned to Megan. "He's being boring. Hey, you're gay Megs. You can lick them if you like." The pair tried to usher her out of the dance room. "Why won't anyone lick my little titties?"
Harry and Megan got Lisa out of the room and sat her on the stairs. Harry took off his purple jacket and placed it over her shoulders.
Megan spoke to Mark who was still on the door, before returned to Harry. She spoke to him ignoring Lisa's comments.
"I've asked Mark to ring for a taxi. I've never seen her like this. She hates getting drunk and I swear she hasn't had enough to get this wrecked. "
"No, don't want to go home. I'm having a good time. Everyone here is fun, I love them it's just so great. We don't have to go home. We could fuck here. Zoe won't mind if we use a bedroom or here on the stairs. She could join us, you could join us too Megs. A huge fucking sweaty mess."
Harry was both worrying about and angry with Lisa. She had the attention span of a goldfish reacting instantly to everything around her. She spent a quiet moment staring at the wallpaper on the stairs and waving her hand in front of her eyes. She propositioned everyone who came past, male or female. She loudly told Megan about this morning and the kitchen table. She was loud, over familiar and just couldn't stay still.
The ten minutes waiting for the taxi seemed like an eternity to him. The car horn sounded from outside He and Megan helped Lisa to her feet and half walked half carried her out.
It was a clear and warm night. The sun had set and the stars were shining above them. Lisa stopped open mouthed looking up at the sky.
"Look at the stars." She continued talking louder and faster pointing out things they couldn't see.
Harry and Megan placed an arm under each armpit and manhandled her towards the waiting taxi. She slipped out from under Harry's grip and flailed around. Harry stepped back to avoid one arm, as he stepped back in, her other hand came around her fist connected with him solidly.
With some effort they got her to the taxi. The driver looked at them taking in the scene.
"There is a 50 quid surcharge if she throws up in here. If you think she is going to, tell me, I'm sure we'd all rather lose some time than deal with that."
Megan joined them in the taxi, Lisa was quiet on the journey. Every time an oncoming car approached them she squealed with delight. She took the whole journey as a wild roller coaster ride.
When they got to Lisa's house Megan helped him again with Lisa.
"I'll need to go back I'm getting picked up from Zoe's house. My Old's will go nuts if I'm not there. Harry make sure you stay awake with her. If she throws up while she's asleep it might kill her." She gave him an unexpected peck on the cheek. "Sorry, you're in for a rough night."
Megan's words were prophetic. Lisa was hyperactive and hyper-alert all night. At around 4am she seemed to crash. She crawled over to Harry who was sat on the floor watching her, slowly put her head in his lap and repeated the phrase "I'm sorry." Over and over. She started to weep as he stroked her hair. After half an hour of this, he got her to head upstairs to bed, she fell asleep almost as soon as she fell into it.
Harry in an exhausted state got the camp bed out and fell asleep at the foot of the bed.
He was woken at nine am by a banging on the front door. He pulled on Lisa's dressing gown over the shorts he was wearing.
When he opened a door he found Megan waiting for him. He let her in and led her to the kitchen.
"How's Lisa?"
"Asleep upstairs. She was hyper until about 4 am."
"It wasn't her fault Harry, someone spiked her drink. When I got back to the party there was an ambulance there. A girl called Kate had had a seizure. Turns out some guy had a bag of pills, ecstasy and speed and amyl-nitrate. All sorts of stuff. He thought it would be funny to drop pills in different peoples drinks. Kate was on prescription pills and whatever he put in her drink reacted badly. The police turned up the lad confessed and handed the drugs in, the ambulance guys had said unless they knew what he'd given Kate she might die."
Harry tried to keep up with Megan's story but the only thing that registered was someone had drugged Lisa, that everything he had dealt with last night was someone else's fault. He knew if he hadn't been so tired he would have been furious. At the back of his head he had thought about breaking up with Lisa. She had got drunk, propositioned strangers and hit him.
Now it turned out someone had spiked her drink. It wasn't her fault, that wasn't her normal behaviour. Not even her normal drunk behaviour. He breathed out letting the tension he was feeling draining out of him.
"I'm sorry Harry I thought you would need to know. I can see you're tired."
"It's ok Megan, I did need to know. Thanks for telling me. It's…" He yawned.
"It's ok Harry, I'll see myself out."
He headed back up stairs and was settling down on the camp bed when there was a persistent knocking and a tapping at the window. He looked up and saw an official school owl at the window.
He let the owl in and went to take the letter. The owl pecked at him and he realised the letter was for Lisa.
"She's asleep, I'm not waking her. Either wait and be quiet or let me take it."
The owl hooted at him softly and allowed him to take the letter before ghosting away, out the window. The heavy parchment was clearly addressed to Lisa in green ink. He put it next to her bed and returned to the camp bed. He woke around noon and spent a quiet afternoon reading.
Eventually Lisa woke at five in the afternoon.
He heard her stirring in bed. "Harry."
He headed upstairs. He didn't know how Lisa was going to be, he didn't know how to act. When he got to her room she was sitting in bed tears streaming down her face.
"You're still here. I woke up alone, I thought you might have gone."
Harry moved on to the bed and gave her a hug. Lisa clung to him. "I remember everything I did last night, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault. You know that don't you? Someone spiked your drink. There was a guy at the party who thought it was funny to put pills into people's drinks,"
Lisa started to shake in Harry's arms. "Who? I'll kill the bastard."
"Megan came round this morning." Harry told Lisa about the events at the party after they had left. "She never told me the guys name." He concluded. "You'll need to ring her soon. She was worried about you."
"Later." Lisa dismissed the idea, "first I need a drink and to get clean. I feel..." She paused. "I don't have the words I don't feel right though."
She got up and headed to the bathroom, he headed down stairs to make her a coffee. When he returned she was sitting on the toilet, seat down, watching the bath fill. She jumped slightly when he entered the room.
"Don't leave me, please."
"Don't worry, I won't it wasn't your fault."
Lisa smiled sadly at him. "I didn't mean that. I'm scared, I don't know of what but I'm scared. Stay with me, while I bathe."
Harry chatted to her idly while she bathed. He could tell now was not a time to make any sexual comments, Lisa seemed like a small child at the moment scared of everything, overly jumpy and uncertain of herself.
Harry spent the next few hours keeping the conversation light before he remembered the letter that Lisa had received.
"An official letter? " She hunched her knees up to chest. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Harry went upstairs for the letter rather than make excuses. Lisa opened it nervously.
"OWL results. Eight passes, no fails. A's in Dada and History. E's in Astronomy and Potions, four O's"
Harry smiled as he saw Lisa act like herself for the first time since the party.
"Did you get yours?" She asked.
"Untraceable remember. The headmaster must have done something serious to stop a Hogwarts Official owl." Harry stopped as an idea occurred to him. "Do you think that if I'm untraceable I could perform underage magic?"
"If you're wrong, then the ministry and the headmaster would find you. Please don't. I don't want you taken away."
Harry steered the conversation on to light things after that. As they approached bedtime Harry was unsure how to act. He watched Lisa undress and slid into bed naked and he followed her example. She ran a hand down his face gently touching his eye that was starting to blacken.
"Will you promise me something?" Harry shrugged non-committally. "If I ever hit you again, please leave me."
"You never hit me. This wasn't a punch. You were swinging your arms around wildly. Don't feel guilty about it."
Harry was a little surprised that Lisa initiated love making that night afterwards they drifted into a restful sleep.
They spent a quiet Sunday in the house. Lisa spent some time ringing round people from the party and apologising, although they all blamed Tony who had been arrested for possession of class A drugs.
Lisa seemed back to her usual self by the end of that day. They spent the day reading and cuddling on the sofa. As the day drew on though Lisa got more distant.
Monday morning found Harry sitting alone downstairs it hadn't been a great night sleep. Lisa had worn pyjamas, which was unusual. She'd told him she wasn't in the mood for anything, then later had snuggled up close to him. As he returned the cuddle his hand had slipped along her stomach finding bare flash. She had hummed her appreciation at that.
Feeling emboldened he had slid his hand higher only to have it slapped away.
"I said I wasn't in the mood for anything like that. Don't you listen? I'm off to my parents bed, don't follow me."
Harry had found it hard to sleep after that. He went through a hundred what if scenarios in his head before he eventually fell asleep.
He was now waiting for Lisa to come down stairs. He could hear her moving around upstairs. When she finally came down stairs she was wearing leggings and a sloppy jumper. She sat opposite him in an armchair not meeting his eye pulling her hair in and out of different styles. Eventually she looked up and looked him in the eye. "Harry what do you know about the female menstrual cycle?"
Harry discarded all the jokes that Seamus had made and tried to think of something useful to say. "Not a lot really."
"I'm on a period. The important details for you to know are this. I don't want to leave you, you haven't done anything wrong. For the next couple of days I'm going to be moody and snappy, I still love you. Can you handle all that?"
Harry blinked twice as he tried to get his brain to understand all he'd been told.
"Sorry, you love me? I thought you said it was too soon to say that."
Lisa looked confused herself as she thought over what she said. "Yes I did say that, I also know I feel something for you I've never felt before. I'm not in the mood for over analysing things today. Today I want warmth, cuddles, chocolate and red wine. The last can wait until after breakfast, cuddles now." She held out her arms to Harry and he cautiously moved into them.
"I'm sorry Harry, I guess I hurt you last night, I don't usually get so moody on my period but this month is a bit unusual. I never had a sexual relationship before, I've also not taken drugs before either, both of which could have played havoc with my body chemistry. Am I embarrassing you?" Lisa asked him.
"I wouldn't say embarrassed exactly but all I know about this subject is off colour jokes told in the dorm."
"You don't need to know biological details. For some women having a period involves them taking to bed for a week with a hot water bottle and some painkillers. For others it involves panty shields or tampons and no actual change to their routine. Everything in-between is possible too. There is a hormonal change as well, some woman can become angry or moody or changeable. Others stay on an even keel. I'm usually in the latter camp. Last night it was quite painful and I really needed to be by myself. Right now, I need cuddles. In an hour I might feel different. I bet you thought intimacy was all wonderful sex, not details of my monthly cycles. Can you cope?"
Harry paused before he answered it was something she drummed into him, think then act. "Now I know what's going on, yes I can cope. I did wonder what I had done last night and I was scared you were going to throw me out this morning. "
Lisa wriggled around in the cuddle, until she could face him. She then kissed him, first gently then passionately pressing down deeply on him.
When they broke Harry pushed back slightly on the shoulders. "I might get the wrong idea if you keep doing that."
Lisa looked at him hungrily. "Sorry, my hormones are going nuts. I really want sex. Lisa paused and blinked as if surprised by her own statement. "right now." Lisa leaned back and took off her sweater and removed her bra. "So what do you say?"
Before he had a chance to think of an answer she was kissing him again.
Later as they lay together in bed he was stroking her hair as she held him tight. "Shit, these hormones are really wild this month, fun though."
The rest of the day they spent in the house. Lisa made a suggestion to Harry for the next day's activities and they planned for that.
The Tuesday dawned clear and bright. After breakfast Harry gave Lisa a hard look. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this." With that he drank the potions they had measured out. First he drank one to change his hair colour to blond, the next was the ageing potion. Harry felt himself grow both upwards and outwards.
"That is really unnerving." Lisa commented as he underwent the changes. "No offence Harry but I really don't fancy you at the moment. "
Harry looked himself over in the mirror. He could see her point. With his hair lengthened and a different colour and himself aged an extra twenty years he thought the person looking back at him looked more like Lucius Malfoy than Harry Potter.
"I see your point. I'll only hold your hand when it comes to crossing roads."
"I had a whole host of daddy jokes planned in my head but right now everyone of them seems creepy and wrong. "
The pair dressed conservatively, Harry used Simon's clothes. Lisa wore the longest dress Harry had seen her in. It was mid calf and in blacks and greys.
The pair headed out and Lisa stuck out her wand. This would be the first test. Would Stan recognise Harry, or maybe misrecognise him as he still called him Nev.
He did recognise Lisa and kept his distance as last time she had met him she had threatened him. He gave no sign of recognition of Harry so they were feeling quite relaxed as they joined the other passengers who got off at The Leaky Cauldron.
They made their way through the pub. Lisa nudged Harry into the lead, Diagon ally had changed. Harry was surprised by how much. He was painfully reminded that while he was having a summer of fun, the wizarding world was at war.
Those people who were in the alley looked harassed and fearful. Harry guided Lisa towards Gringotts. The queues to see a teller dragged on endlessly. Harry found it hard to find anything to say in the closed environment of the bank. He knew they could easily be overheard by everyone around them and so just stood silently.
After close to two hours they made their way to a teller. Harry handed over his vault key.
"I'd like to visit my vault."
The goblin looked at the key, then at Harry. "You'll need to speak to a manager first." He informed them. He spoke into a tube and another goblin led them into a small office. There sat a richly dressed goblin behind an ancient mahogany desk.
The two chairs on their side of the desk were of significantly cheaper quality than the one the goblin sat on.
"Mr. Potter?" the seated goblin asked. Harry nodded. "Then take a seat." He glanced at Lisa. "We will need to discuss matters that I am sworn to secrecy over. It is your choice if this lady stays or not."
Harry pulled out a seat for Lisa and gestured for her to sit.
"Mr Potter, we have made several attempts to contact you already this summer. Somehow all attempts to do so have failed. Could you explain this?"
Harry opened his mouth to answer as Lisa kicked him in the ankle. He paused to formulate his answer. "It was not of my doing. The explanation I do have is only hearsay. An associate of mine told me that Headmaster Dumbledore placed an anti-tracking charm on me. This was to keep members of the ministry from contacting me."
The goblin paused to consider this. "Is he your guardian?"
"No I live with my aunt and uncle."
"A guardian would have the right to do this for a child, a headmaster for a pupil would not. As he is Chief Warlock this may have implications." The goblin leaned back in his chair. "Still that will not concern you or I, and no one today. We have been attempting to contact you over the Last will and Testament of Sirius Black."
Harry's face fell and he felt the colour drain from him.
"You are the main beneficiary of his estate. There are a few small personnel bequests but the majority of the vaults and all properties and holdings have come to you."
"What would happen if I said I didn't want it?"
The goblin consulted his notes. "Then the estate would follow the family descent and the primary beneficiary would be Narcissa Malfoy."
Harry didn't know what to do, he didn't want to profit from Sirius' death but equally didn't want Draco or his mother to do so either. He looked to Lisa for guidance. "You'll have to take it. Narcissa is the wife of a convicted death eater. Accepting it and keeping it are different things entirely. "
He looked at her gratefully. "Thank you," he turned to the goblin. She is right, I will have to accept it."
The rest of the meeting was taken up with form filling in and signing. The goblin gave Harry a set of documents to look through detailing his holding. When they left that office they were taken to the carts so Harry could visit his vault.
The pair screamed and shouted as they descended.
"I told you it was faster than the Big One." said Harry breathlessly as he got out and headed to his vault.
Lisa's eyes widened as she saw the contents of his vaults. "It's a good thing I want you for your body. I'd hate to be accused of just wanting you for your money. Which with the Black account you seem to have more of than Midas."
Harry smiled weakly at her joke, took what he needed for Lisa and his shopping and got back in the cart.
They returned to the alley way and bought most of what they thought they would need for school next year. It was a bit of a gamble with Harry not knowing what he had passed and the school lists not out until later in the month but Lisa had convinced Harry once those were published they would be more people watching the alley.
Their last stop was a risk, unlike the rest of the alley the twins shop was a blaze of colour and fun. They headed inside were the colour got worse and the noise louder. For the first time they had to move their way through people. The shop while busy still had space for them to move around.
The twins were easy to spot with their flaming hair and magenta robes. Harry allowed Lisa to make her way forward. She returned after five minutes.
"Hello, can I help you sir?" Harry smiled to himself it was unusual but gratifying to see the twins being so professional.
"Hopefully," Harry paused and took in the bearing of the man in front of him. "Fred."
There was a look of shock on Fred's face as he looked hard at Harry, his eyes widened in surprise. "I think you'll need to come into the back room sir."
Fred led the way. The entered into a storeroom where the products seemed more subdued.
"Harry?"
"Yes."
"Last time you saw me I went by the name sexy arse but I'm Lisa." Lisa introduced herself to Fred.
Fred gave her a long look as if trying to picture the girl from Blackpool with the more modest one in front of him. "You've taken quite a chance coming here since you are trying to avoid the order. " He finally said.
"I haven't dropped out of school, we still need supplies. It was better to do it now than when the book lists were published. If I was the headmaster trying to find me I'd have the alley way watched then. We guessed it would be quieter now."
"You're still taking a risk."
"Says the man selling 'you know poo.' It's our risk and it's a calculated one. So how are you guys, business seems good."
"Business is good, strange thing though the joke shop although it's what everyone thinks we do is not our main earner. We have just got a major order from the ministry for shield hats. So what can we do for you, or is this just social?"
"A bit of both, I need some more ageing potion but I was curious about how everyone is."
"Everyone is Ok, apparently Hermione was a nervous wreck waiting for her OWL's. She did as well as expected. Ikkle Ronny did alright too. Hermione panicked when she realised that you wouldn't know her results. The headmaster reassured her that you will be, gratified when you receive them, but she is convinced you will turn up now because she can't conceive of anyone not wanting to know how they did."
"How did that girl not end up in Ravenclaw?" Lisa asked.
"Because when she gets passionate about a cause she acts without thinking, the same as the rest of us Gryffindors. She never counts the cost she always acts. The rest of the time you're right she should be in Ravenclaw."
"The order is frozen and inactive with you missing. They can't get into headquarters as you now own it. They can't magically trace you. They have tried all your known friends and acquaintances. The headmaster doesn't want it general knowledge you are missing so his searches for you are low key.
Why are you doing this Harry? If it's just to make a point consider it made."
"Fred I'm doing this because having fun and not be locked up under guard is what normal people do. Do you know that until I'd come here today I'd actually forgotten there was a war on. I'm almost sixteen. Sixteen year old boys, don't fight dark lords in their summer holidays. They try to sneak into pubs and spend their time looking at girls bums and hoping they don't get caught. Well Lisa caught me and she doesn't mind that I look at her bum."
Lisa gave a little wiggle at this comment.
"So just assume I go back and the order agrees not to lock me up for my own good, just on the very simple matter of the fact I'm sleeping with my girl friend, how would your mum react?" Harry felt himself heating up and getting louder as he spoke.
"Okay, I see your point. I'm also glad to know you are safe. We do worry about you yknow?"
"Thank you for that. If anything happens all I have to do is perform magic. The ministry will find me in moments."
"Someone asked the headmaster about that at one of the meetings. He removed the trace from you. You can do as much magic as you want. No one can trace you."
Harry took out his wand and looked at it with a smile on his face. "Fine then, if things go wrong I promise to send a Patronus. Will that reassure you?"
"Yes thanks Harry."
The conversation turned lighter then. George popped in to see them and Fred went out to the front of the shop. They spent an hour at the shop and picked up a few items, just in case.
They returned back through the Leaky Cauldron and out onto the London street. The Knight Bus picked them up and an hour later they were back in Lisa's front room.
"That went different to how I planned" Harry grunted in reply looking at the paperwork from Sirius's will.
Lisa stepped out of the room a minute or two later she came back in with a glass of thick purple liquid. "Drink this." He took the drink of her and drank it in one gulp. He felt himself shrink in size. He looked at her questioningly. "Antidote to the aging potion. You are yourself again. So are you going to stay here and get depressed or are you going to come up stairs with me." To emphasis her point she took the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head.
Harry watched her run out of the room. It was true what he had told Fred. He loved watching her bum. If he moved quickly he could watch her run upstairs.
A.N.
I like that end point.
The author would like you to note I have not taken drugs so if Lisa on E rings false, my apologies.
I struggled with that section. I had planned before writing it that Lisa would have a bad reaction and there would be drama.
Between planning and writing a member of my extended family died at a rave. Drug use was the post-mortem explination for a fit and healthy 20yr old to die suddenly.
While I had never met the guy in question, (One of my cousins sons.) it did throw me slightly. So I scraped all the angst and drama because I couldn't face writing it. I also didn't want to give the impression that taking drugs is something that has no consequences.
However that wouldn't fit in the story without it becoming a Heavy Handed Aesop. So you have these notes.
Please do not review just to offer me condolences. I'd hate that.
I can't see another chapter getting published this side of Christmas and if things stay true to my usual habits it will take some time for me to get back into writing.
So the best you can expect for another chapter is a month.