The Magical World Exposed
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.
Warnings: COMPLETELY AU! If you don't like this, just stop reading and write your own story more to your liking.
"Harry, David!" Hermione suddenly shouted and jumped aside into a front garden right on time, before Vernon Dursley's car dashed over the footpath, hitting the two boys, who had not seen the car approach on a path where no car was supposed to be.
Not bothering that Trouble turned to the fat man to avenge his brothers instead of following her, Hermione ran into her best friends' home to get help.
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Harry heard Hermione shout in what sounded like full panic mode, however, before he even realised what was happening, his body erupted in pain, and a mere instant later, blissful unconsciousness engulfed him.
When his mind turned back to awareness, he realised immediately that his chest hurt. He slowly opened his eyes, noticing in surprise that he found himself in a bed in a small room. Hermione was sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What happened?" he asked, instinctively reaching for the girl's hand. "Where are we?"
"Oh Harry," Hermione blurted out, turning a tear-stricken face to him. "Thank God at least you're awake. It's so horrible."
"What happened, and where's David?" Harry repeated, urgently. 'I've never seen Hermione cry, and I don't even know how I came here,' he thought.
"You're in hospital, Harry. Your uncle tried to kill you," Hermione sobbed. "Wait, I'll go and fetch Annette. She's with David."
"Okay," Harry agreed, although his mind screamed, 'No, don't go. Don't leave me alone.'
"No, wait. Please don't go yet," he uttered, reaching for her arm.
Hermione turned around in apparent surprise.
"When did it happen?" Harry asked, trying to lean over to wipe a tear from the girl's face, only to realise that he was connected to multiple machines and could not move enough.
"You've been here for almost a week," Hermione replied, sighing.
"Oh no, did you get along at school?" Harry enquired, giving his best friend a worried look. "Dudley didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"I didn't meet him," Hermione said in a soft voice. "And his father... Oh well, I must go and fetch Annette. She needs to alert the doctors that you're awake," she interrupted herself, giving Harry a weak smile, before she left the room.
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A short while later, Annette entered the room, equally tear-stricken. She pulled Harry into a bear's hug. "Thank God you're awake, Harry. You were both in critical conditions due to your accident. Your lungs are damaged to a certain extent, but you'll be able to live with it."
"Mum," Harry asked, urgently, "how is David? Where is he? Can I see him?"
Annette proceeded to sit on the edge of his bed, gently caressing his flushed cheeks. "David is in a critical condition," she then admitted. "He needs a blood transfusion, but neither Cillian's nor my blood is compatible. We..."
"What about mine? Or Hermione's?" Harry interrupted her, horrified at the news.
"Hermione's isn't either, nor that of her parents," Annette informed him. "Would you be willing to donate blood if yours was all right?"
"Of course," Harry replied in determination. "How can we check if it's possible?"
Annette rose from the edge of his bed. "Let me ask the doctors. I must tell them that you're awake anyway. I don't think that you'll be able to donate blood anytime soon," she added, placing a kiss on Harry's forehead, before she left the room.
'Of course I'm able,' Harry thought in determination. 'David is my brother, and I wouldn't want anything happen to him. Above all, Hermione said that Uncle Vernon tried to kill us, so it would be my fault if he didn't make it. If not for me, why would he have tried to kill David?' With that horrifying thought in mind, he asked about the blood transfusion, as soon as a small group of doctors and nurses entered the room, seemingly pleased that he had woken up.
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After a lot of fussing by the nurses and doctors, it became clear that Harry's blood was compatible with that of his foster brother, and, even if the doctors advised him to wait for at least a week, Harry insisted to pull through with the blood transfer right away, putting up a huge fight with the doctors as well as his foster parents, who shared the doctors' opinion.
Fortunately, everything went well, and when Harry woke up the next time, Annette was sitting on the edge of his bed telling him that he had been able to save David's life. "Later today, they will move him here into your room," she added in a soft voice.
Harry merely leaned into his mother's embrace, smiling happily.
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A week later, both boys were released from the hospital with the instruction to take it easy. Harry was told that he could not participate in any kind of sport, as one of his lungs was too badly damaged to provide him with enough air for such activities. He even had to be careful that he was able to breathe properly when walking up or downstairs. David's condition was not much better, as the near-death experience had weakened his body greatly.
'The main thing is that we're both alive,'Harry thought, when they were back at home. Only then did the O'Briens tell the children that Vernon Dursley had been badly injured by Trouble, however, had had a trial during the previous week, which Hermione had attended as main witness together with Cillian, and that he had been sentenced to a twenty-year stay in prison for attempted murder in three cases.
'Thank Merlin,' Harry thought, feeling incredibly relieved to know that his uncle would not be able to harm them again.
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It was several months later, while Harry and David were still trying to adjust to the changes that the accident had caused their bodies, that another side effect of the tragedy on David came to light.
"Trouble! No!" David suddenly shouted, and in front of his family's eyes, a chocolate frog was hovering out of Trouble's paw right into David's hand.
"David!" Harry and Annette shouted, simultaneously.
"What?" David asked with a combination of impatience and surprise. "He mustn't eat chocolate," he explained, matter-of-factly.
"Well, yes, but you did magic," Harry informed him, smirking, causing David to gape at him.
"Maybe your blood caused David to develop magic abilities," Annette spoke up, staring at the boys in apparent disbelief. "I didn't know that it was possible, but it's obvious," she added, smiling.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry," Harry blurted out in shock.
"Why Harry? That's the best news ever," David replied, grinning broadly. "May I borrow your wand to try if I can do some spells too?"
Harry readily handed over his wand, and David managed to cast the Lumos charm without problems.
"Congratulations David, you must be a wizard now," Harry said, feeling extremely happy at the idea.
David seemed equally pleased and spent the rest of the day trying out all spells from the first year Hogwarts books using Harry's wand - with great success.
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At the next opportunity, the O'Briens took the three children to Diagon Alley again. After a conversation with Buckbean, who confirmed that the blood transfusion was most likely the cause for David's sudden display of magic and readily became the boy's magical guardian, they headed to the wand maker.
When David explained that he had been using Harry's wand that worked well for him, the wand maker did not insist on selling a children's wand but helped the boy decide on a proper wand, even if his magic seemed to be not as strong as his brother's.
"It's the wand that chooses the wizard, not the other way round," he told the children, who observed David try out several wands with interest.
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When the O'Briens returned home, another large pile of shrunken books in their pockets, Cillian spoke up, pensively. "I have an idea. In fact, I've already thought about it ever since Harry came to live with us, but I think I'm going to pull through with it."
"What is it?" the three children asked, simultaneously, causing Annette to roll her eyes in apparent annoyance.
"You're spending too much time together, the three of you," she said, chuckling, as she playfully ruffled each of the children's hair.
"As you know," Cillian slowly began to explain his idea to his family, including Hermione, who as the boys' inseparable friend was already part of it, "I'm a professor for Ethnology." Seeing everyone hang on his lips, he continued, "Ethnology deals with various peoples, different cultures and customs as well as ethnologic groups. In fact, I believe that wizards and witches are a group worth mentioning within my subject, and I'm planning to set up one class about the magical world within Britain nowadays."
"Oh, that's an amazing idea," Hermione was the first to reply, nodding eagerly.
"Before setting up anything though," Cillian continued to explain, "I wish to speak with the British Prime Minister in order to receive a written statement that the British government will accept magical people in our time and not tolerate any prosecution like it was custom during the middle ages. In fact, I have an appointment with the Prime Minister next Thursday. If that goes well, I'm planning to set up the course from the following semester onwards."
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A few weeks later, Cillian proudly showed them the certificate, which stated that no wizard or which would be prosecuted because of their abilities or the use of their special abilities within Britain, provided that they did not use magic to harm non magical people. During the following weeks, Cillian as well as the children, who followed his newest project with great interest, read all the general books about magic that they could lay their hands on. From October onwards, Cillian taught his new class twice a week and was surprised just how many of his students showed interest in the topic.
It was two weeks before Christmas that Cillian asked the children if they were interested and willing to perform a small display of magic in front of his students. "Next week Thursday afternoon if possible," he added.
"Of course," Hermione replied, immediately, eagerly grinning at the boys. "Can we perhaps go to Flourish & Blotts and look for a book with funny spells or charms, which we could practise to show them to the students?"
The O'Briens exchanged a glance, causing Hermione to beg, "I'm already ten and the boys nine, so we're really able to go there by ourselves for once."
David and Harry nodded their agreement, however, Annette insisted to accompany the children. "We can still go tomorrow right after school," she promised.
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During the next few days, Hermione, David and Harry spent much time practising various spells from their new book 'Charms for Fun - from Beginner to Expert'.
"I love this," Harry said, chuckling, after practising a juggling spell for an hour.
"And you're really good at it," his brother added, grinning.
"Harry's magic is stronger than ours I think," Hermione said, thoughtfully. "I can't juggle with more than three balls, and I can't imagine how to use five balls for more than two minutes like Harry."
"I wished I could do as much with three," David replied, sighing.
"Look," Harry threw in, "it doesn't matter who can do what. The main point is that we can show them something interesting together, and I hope that they're going to have fun."
"We too," Hermione added, grinning. "I can't wait for Thursday afternoon."
"Me too," David and Harry agreed, simultaneously.
However, on Tuesday evening at dinner, Cillian suddenly spoke up wearing a serious expression. "I don't know if it's wise to have Harry attend the display on Thursday."
"Why not?" David and Harry asked with a combination of shock and disappointment.
Cillian let out a long sigh, before he explained, "As you know, Harry is famous in the magical world for what he did as a baby." Ignoring David's snort, he continued, "Today, the British Prime Minister, who has been taking great interest in my project from the beginning, spoke with me and told me that the BBC would contact me about filming the presentation on Thursday, and shortly later, someone from the BBC phoned me about the matter. I couldn't refuse, because it was the Prime Minister himself who asked me for the permission. However, I don't want to endanger Harry."
tbc...