Author's Rant- Disclaimer? First chapter please.
Thank you for the reviews. I expected more but I am happy in what I got.
Now these are some points that literally needed to be answered and shown to some of my readers.
1) Harry James Potter is thirteen year old in my fic NOT eleven. Due to his height and body size he looks close to fifteen (Answers all those teachers' feelings, don't tell me you haven't read fics where Teenager Harry pounds his teachers, I can tell you a few myself ergo, I am completely innocent with that respect as my Harry is still virgin).
2) House Greengrass did ask for repayment. Money and House debts from all the attacker houses (I didn't get an idea as to what more Lord Greengrass should ask in return for a rape that not happened and whose rapists died a very painful and gruesome death. Your ideas are most welcomed).
The rapists would have gotten suitable punishments if they survived their treatment. Even the real laws asks to cure a person before putting them in prisons. Also, did they do it in the past? No one knows, they definitely didn't say so themselves.
3) The fathers of the dead boys come and challenge Dumbles and he didn't do a thing except sigh in despair, right? Well, I didn't want to answer this, thought people would be good enough to join it with reality.
Imagine (because I don't want this to happen to anyone of us), Your only son dies a gruesome and agonizing death right in front of your eyes, and you know who the culprit is or hiding the real one, What will you do?
a. Call Aurors.
b. Kill him yourself.
c. Forgive him and move on.
Personally I will go for second option because I can't forgive someone who did this and I know Aurors won't do much against such a reputed person (Harry's fifth year, Minister himself tried to sham Dumbles). Also Dumbledore has got only one relative who won't even talk to him. Best way to give him pain or think of giving him pain? Kill his school kids (His position as Headmaster will be easily revoked.)
4) Those who are thinking Harry to be all powerful and godly. Let me make it clear, he indeed has got some kick ass power but what you saw was pure magical power and physical tricks up his sleeve.
-He is completely enhanced, blessed with eagle vision, 1Hz-40,000 Hz as his hearing range, ability to run five thoughts simultaneously.
-Grade five Occulomens and Grade seven Legilimens.
-Eidetic memory.
-Parselmouth.
-Air Elemental.
-Martial artist.
-Lean and completely fit physique for which he exercises every single day {Like me ;-)}
-Current Heir Apparent to two Most Ancient and Most Noble Houses. Will become their Lord at age fifteen.
Now did I write anything about Political power? Nopes. He is the heir but that's it. He is not having any power in Wizengamot because he stayed out of British Isles for most of his learning life. So, he can't do a thing till he becomes the lord of said houses and appoints his own proxies. His house seats are completely DORMANT right now.
He could put a case against Alandale Henry Potter (as he claims to do in chapter 3: Confrontations) but that's because Alan is a member of his house and he is the future lord of said house. He won't be able to do a thing against anyone else till he sets up meetings with other lords (or proxies) and runs his house as he wants it to (Again, till age fifteen).
Harry could try the previous house and life debts and the ones he received (Bones, Li, Greengrass and Granger) for Wizengamot, right? But wait! I have a set of completely different plans for these debts which come to fruition in his third year. Please don't ask for spoilers ;-)
5) Lastly, everyone has his faults, guess it's time to admit mine. I admit that my writing areas never include the public opinion. I too didn't know until one of my readers helpfully pointed it out to me.
Fact is, I never wrote a thing in my notes that didn't include Harry. I was too busy developing his and his friend's character that I completely forgot about the public opinion or the media or Aurors part.
This is why I keep on adding various aspects to make this fic as realistic as plausible (Which includes the Prophet's article and Auror and Hitwizards placement at Hogwarts).
And I do thank and promise you plums, that I will improve myself with regards to public opinion part in future.
Also, if you aren't satisfied by my Chapter ten then don't feel alone because I am with you. I told you I am not good with chapters that aren't centered around any character (Though I am improving myself). Therefore, I had rush things up a bit to get to the good chapters again.
(-) These were all the necessary points I felt the need to write out. Hope I covered everyone of your doubts regarding this fic, if not then feel free to PM me, I assure you, you will be answered within 24 hrs even if it's just a simple 'Hi'.
Author out!
"I am Talking."
'I am Thinking'
Spells
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and the first to write should be your life.
~R-Kade
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Previously in SotW-
The fact that her friend eyed her Harry like it was a juicy piece of meat didn't help much. Aurora knew if Irma asked then she could share anything with the sexy Hogwarts librarian but that anything did NOT include Harry Potter.
Still she could only watch as Harry spent majority of his free time cooped up in that dank book house under the excessively watchful eyes of Irma Pince. Oh how unfair was the game of life, she moaned in despair before going after wayward Romeos and Juliets fooling around in the tower. Yep, she knew she lied about deserted tower, Astronomy tower could never be deserted till Hogwarts nurtured young adolescent romances.
Silence of the Winters
-by Dev Sagittarius Black
~~Chapter 11: See you after Yule! -~~
"Harry?"
The cold prince of claws turned his head towards the woman sitting beside him "Yes Madam Pince?"
Irma Pince, the twenty-five year old sexy Hogwarts librarian sat on the chair beside her most favourite student, who had like herself, taken partial residence in Library. Though he spent majority of his time in the Restricted Section.
A person's first book should be their own personal self. One should know about himself/herself like no one else. They should know what they like, love and...lust after. And Irma Pince completely agreed that she was a sapiosexual woman.
It was one of the major reasons that she was attracted towards the coldest Ravenclaw she had ever met. Plus the fact that he was extraordinarily handsome didn't loosen her interest and the way he carried himself spoke volumes about his character and discipline.
Irma knew she was so enamoured by Harry Potter that one might go as far as to claim her a fangirl of the teenage mage, and unfortunately for them, she won't be able to deny it either.
But all of the things she had ever wanted from the elusive boy was just imagination. Why? because Harry James Potter was SO stoic that getting him to smile even was something she had spectacularly been failing at. So how in Morgana's name was she ever going to get his attention that way?!
The thought of 'Patience bears the juicy fruit of success' was what that kept her running this long she still wasn't sure where her feelings truly lied in regards to her profession, her love life and herself.
"Madam Pince?" Harry called out to her again and she snapped back to reality of siting a foot from her obsession.
'Damn it Pince, just get on with the task and get the hell out of here!' "Your friends are waiting for you Harry. I asked them to wait a few minutes."
Harry just nodded in acceptance before dog-earring the page he was reading and moving out of the cold dark room filled with chained books not usually granted to thirteen year old firsties.
Susan, Su and Hannah were standing near the library door and were discussing something in a hurried manner, whispering as furiously as they could.
Harry just went where they were and stood straight with an expectant look on his face.
"Err...hey Harry, you weren't busy right?" Su asked him and got his response in denial.
Both Su and Hannah looked towards Susan who gulped as redness crawled over her cheeks, "So, you weren't busy, right. That's a good thing. Err...okay." She muttered something to herself that suspiciously sounded like 'Calm Down Bones'
"Harry, we were planning for a simple outing today. Err...you know it's the last day of school today before the Yule vacations and so we wanted to spend some time outside near the meeting tree." Susan spoke all of that while looking straight in his eyes.
"That's a good idea Susan." And it was, he didn't have any objection to meeting anywhere before each of them went back to wherever they dwelled and didn't come back to disturb him till January 7th.
Susan blushed in response as she bobbed her head "Thank you Harry, so we decided to meet together and since y-you are our friend, we want you to c-co-me with us." She stuttered and looked down in embarrassment 'Way to go Susan' She berated herself.
"And, what will we be doing there?" Harry asked them his voice, like always, devoid of all the emotions. They didn't know if he would respond in affirmative or just shoo them away.
Susan opened her mouth to say something but all that came was incoherent gibberish and so she pushed Hannah to the front before rushing to stand behind.
"Hey! you said you will complete it!" Hannah whined before slowly looking towards Harry who was eyeing them as if they were nothing more than puppets and he was their puppeteer, controlling their strings and holding them till they gave him some profit before throwing them the moment he sucked up all that they could offer.
"Yeah so, what did you as-oh yes. Err...we won't do anything special Harry. Just sit there and relax." Hannah tried her brave face but she was as afraid of his reaction as Susan. Well maybe not as much because she didn't fancy Harry the way Susan did.
"Alright."
"No problem Harry, we know you are busy and won't be able to join us. We won't mind-"
"SUE! he agreed." Hannah shook her from the side preventing her from embarrassing herself anymore.
Susan stopped her rant and looked towards Harry with astonishment clearly etched on her cute face "You did?"
Harry nodded his head and couldn't help the small uplift of his lips, Su and Hannah weren't restrained though and so they started laughing whole heartedly at Sue's predicament, her glare made them laugh harder.
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"I still can't understand why she can't join us. You are her friend right? Why don't you bring her here yourself?" Terry whined once more as he took his seat under the large oak tree near the circumference of the frosted black lake.
"Once again Terry, I don't know. I am NOT Daphne Greengrass, therefore I don't know how her mind works." Tracey shrugged and continued with her chicken sandwich...yummm
"Why are you of all people worried so much about her?" Hannah asked him frowning in confusion.
"N-Not worried Hannah, I was just curious. Can't a boy be curious about his companions." Terry complained and vehemently denied anything to do with it.
And as much as the curly haired Ravenclaw hid it, Harry knew the exact reason why the boy was so insistent on the elusive Greengrass heiress joining their little gang of misfits.
It could be traced along the lines of secret crush...huge secret crush...A very huge secret crush, yeah this one. How did he knew? Well, an open mind to read with no shields helped, being an expert seventh grade legilimens just sweetened the deal.
But it wasn't Terry's fault actually, Harry had seen hordes of boys follow her movement and strip her naked with their eyes, gift her various items and stupid pink cards. He was very sure that if the girl wanted to, she could have any boy wrapped around her pinky. That 'any' ofcourse didn't include himself, he was sure of that. To Harry she was nothing more than a girl with better than average looks and a levelled head on her shoulders that worked well for personal benefits and businesses. That's it.
"What are you guys going to do?" Terry asked them and they started their usual this and that, one thing Harry did learn was that all the girls he knew would meet on 26th of December and spend rest of the Yule holidays with each other till January 1st.
"What will you do Harry?" Susan asked him from his right side.
"Haven't planned yet. Maybe something productive." There were quite a few things he had in mind, but there was a problem, Su Li.
The girl had decided to not to leave Hogwarts for Yule because China was quite a distance and she didn't prefer portkeys while the modern broomstick way was not allowed in their Ancient Village. Harry didn't bother telling her the six other ways she could comfortably reach her homeland.
"What productive exactly?" Su pressed further.
"Leave him Su, knowing him it will be something boring." Terry shooed off the matter completely.
"Something like solving Arithmetical equations, doing exercises or just reading a bit ahead." Harry was sure the reaction he got would not be the same if he told them his real plans.
"Told you, completely boooooring." Terry sighed as if he was physically exhausted by Harry's insistent need to go all bookwormish.
After that they started their general discussion and Harry simply tuned them out and focused his mind library on page three hundred twenty-six, third paragraph of Charms Unknown and Forgotten by Mark Williams II. On the paragraph that described an obscure branch of Charms division, precisely known as 'Mirror World'. To anyone outside it would look like Harry Potter was just lounging off with his eyes closed, then again, when were they ever right?
Halfway through it he felt a weight settle down on his shoulder and he looked towards his right to see Susan using his shoulder as a makeshift pillow, both her arms snaked around his right one and lustrous red long hair curtained around her cute round face.
Harry looked around only to find Hannah reading her novel which she always carried around and tried to get ideas to write one of her own. Terry and Tracey playing gobstones while Su was glaring them. Just the usual- wait, Su glaring them? He turned his head towards the petite asian girl but she immediately turned her point of vision towards the frosted lake, though her cheeks were deep red and kind of gave her out.
Harry entertained a simple thought of taking a sneak peak in her mindscape but then left the idea, he was not going to handle a girl's tension more than he should, period.
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"What's that Harry?" Terry asked his roommate as he removed his outer heavy overcoat and hung it on one of the side hooks.
He still can't believe how Harry never felt the need to wear anything else other than a full shirt and a thin jumper with his sleeves rolled to three-fourths, no woolen caps, no overcoats. Just nothing else.
Atop that, his elusive roommate wanted to open the windows when sleeping. For god's sake, it's like -13C out there and you want to open those bloody windows?! For what really? The hidden sunshine?
All he got in return was an indifferent shrug and Harry Potter returned to his devices. Which right now was scribbling on a piece of parchment in some other worldly language and doodling patterns on another one.
"Solving a problem." Harry didn't even look up from his current place of concentration.
"Looks more like you are creating one." Terry couldn't stop his cheek even though he wanted too. He waited for sometime and eyed his green eyed claw friend who was hell bent on scribbling more and more.
Sometimes he would loose himself and just glare at the said problem before closing his eyes and frowning in deep concentration. Then he would open up in a snap, scribble something and then doodle some more.
Truly? This was Harry's weirdest habits that Terry had witnessed. The second most weird one was to run away from their room every night at quarter to one without making any noise whatsoever.
At first, Terry thought himself going deaf to not to be able to hear a boy running out of his own bloody room but then the same thing happened the night following it and then again and again and...again. 'Maybe the boy had washroom problems in winter? Hey, it's not a bad thing!'
He felt he should ask Harry what his cold mind was cooking but he didn't dare comment on it, part of the reason was because even if Harry had started to open up with them, he was still Harry Potter, THE dead scary wizard who kicked Alan Potter and his friend the first day he came, played politics with Draco Malfoy and not to mention, killed a fully grown bloody troll single-handedly.
So, he just kept his mouth shut and let Harry do whatever he liked, afterall it was all good till it didn't come to bite him in his back side.
"Alright, do whatever you are doing man. I am just gonna sleep, need to wake up early tomorrow. G'night."
"Bonne nuit." Came the reply and Terry closed his curtains shaking his head in amusement, 'French this time. Atleast I knew what language he used, last time his kalinychta was a disaster' Terry silently chortled at the memory of pulling his wand out thinking the Greek 'Good night' was some kind of spell that Harry shot at him. He even fell from his bed, tangled up in bedsheets and pillows as he tried to take cover behind it. All Harry did was quirk his left eyebrow in confusion before giving an amusing smile when Terry told the boy what caused his fall. 'Stupid prat'.
Next morning Terry saw Harry calling for his bird and giving her the two parchments, scribbled and doodled one alongwith a letter addressed to his guardians.
Who were his guardians was a real mystery among those who knew Harry personally. They had even tried to trick him into revealing their identities but had been hugely unsuccessful as Harry skirted around the questions in the most graceful ways and/or just confused them with his trickier answers. One thing was absolutely clear, no one could make Harry reveal a thing till he absolutely didn't want to himself.
Susan had even wondered out loud in one of their Harry absent meetings during the search for the Ancient Murderer that it was a possibility that Harry's guardians would come to Hogwarts and meet him, check for his well being and tear Dumbledore like all the other parents did.
But to no avail. They didn't come in person though Harry did mention that they knew what had transpired in Hogwarts and were concerned for his well being as depicted by the brief two foot long letter he received during the breakfast next day, note the sarcasm.
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Breakfast was a chatty affair as everyone was excited to leave the happiness deprived halls of Hogwarts that was regularly patrolled by Aurors. It felt like a prison where Aurors stood at every major entrance and glared at you as if you were the Ancient Murderer.
At first the Hogwarts general populace protested against the rules and regulations that were forcefully imposed on them. Up and until, Madam Amelia Bones came and held a meeting in the great hall, three weeks earlier, precisely the day when Marcus Flint Jr woke up.
"Attention everyone!" The sonorous charmed voice of the director of DMLE rang through the great hall, successfully accomplishing it's task of getting every single living person's attention, ghosts don't matter.
"I received some disturbing news about students rebelling against the Auror and Hitwizard placements in Hogwarts. Placement which I may make clear is for your security only." She eyed everyone standing in the hall. Some of them shifted a bit nervously, she was afterall the Director of DMLE and one of the strongest women in Wizarding world.
"This is the reason I am here to solve your doubts. Anyone who wants to question DMLE's interference in their daily lives can come forward." Amelia announced and within seconds a group of individuals stepped out of the mob and started shooting questions at her all together.
"SILENCE!" McGonagall's voice boomed and had the desired effect on every shouting individual. "Madam Bones is here to clarify your doubts, not to play a debate with you."
"Thank you Professor McGonagall." Amelia thanked the Transfiguration mistress before returning to her audience "One by one or no one."
The group looked at each other before a boy with copper-y hairs came spoke up first "Madam Bones I would like to know why we are being guarded and from whom? Do you know how he looks like or is it just suspicion till date?"
"A good question Mr-?" Bones asked the chocolate eyed boy
"Cedric Diggory, Fourth year Hufflepuff Madam." The copper haired boy replied grinning bashfully at forgetting to introduce himself before asking.
"Amos son I s'pose?" Cedric nodded standing straighter "Mr. Diggory, I am not allowed to share private information but can provide you with your answer. You are being guarded from a very powerful and ruthless person who did not hesitate one bit in cursing five teenage wizards with a very closed off and ancient spell that takes quite a bit of your power to cast. To do so Five times...you can guess how powerful he is. And leaving the boys comatose depicts his ruthlessness"
"Another point is, Marcus Flint Jr. indeed woke up today and gave us a brief description of the murderer's body which includes nearly 5'8" or more in height and blonde hairs. This is also the reason that student who have these properties will once again be called for interrogation." Groans were heard from the group.
"But why again? Wasn't the first time detailed enough?" Someone shouted from the group and the student body parted to reveal a redhead boy with curly hairs.
"Mordock Edgecomb, son of Madam Eileen Edgecomb, Seventh year Ravenclaw." The boy didn't know how the second years students started looking at their fellow mate Marietta who hid herself blushing a storm.
"Mr Edgecomb, I am very sure one may not find it difficult to answer a question that they have already answered if it helps in identifying the one who caused such devastation."
"But that's their matter right? Why are we being troubled for their family matters?"
Susan groaned a bit when she saw the one asked this question was none other than Hermione Granger. 'She just couldn't keep her doubts to herself, could she?'
Amelia opened her mouth before closing and looking more closely at the bushy haired Gryffindorette, "You don't look fifteen, what's your age girl?"
Hermione blushed a bit "Myself Hermione Granger Madam, First year Gryffindor."
"May I know exactly why you asked me a question when I am very sure that first and second years are, as you said, not being troubled by Aurors or Hitwizards for that matter?" It was placed like a question but it certainly was a statement and Hermione identified it very clearly, depicted by the increase in shades of red on her cheeks.
"Th-They don't interrogate us but their presence is quite a trouble for our day-to-day life. So, I was just a bit curious-"
"Which I am very sure you shan't be because this is a case of five indirect murders and we are doing everything we cab as silently as plausible." Amelia shook her head at the idiocy of Hogwarts school children before looking back at them.
"Regardless, I will give the articulate answer you want." She said and took a deep breath, this was a sensitive information that no one knew. Not the students atleast.
"Do you even know exactly why the five boys were attacked? No? Anyone?" She asked everyone and got the same dumb faces in response.
"Amelia I don't think it's a good idea to tell them what happened." McGonagall precautioned her because she very well knew how this will tarnish her, the teachers and the school's general reputation in the Wizarding community. This is the reason why The Daily Prophet had been prevented from printing this part of murder, but that was more because the lords were ashamed to admit their own blood did something this horrible.
"I know what I am doing Minerva. This is a necessary step to be taken against those who are planning to do something similar. I too wanted to hide the reasons like you, Dumbledore and the Prophet did but no one learns from a lesson that is hidden. Let me do this." Amelia looked away from the aged deputy and McGonagall knew she lost it then and there.
"The five boys, Cassius Warrington, Marcus Flint Jr, Felix Rosier, Terrence Higgs and Adrian Pucey tried to rape a first year Slytherin and-"
But no one was going to hear her as all hell broke loose inside the four walls of the Great hall.
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"Hey Sue, you still here right?"
Susan shook her head wildly flailing her auburn hairs and looked at Hannah who was looking at her with a face that said 'You aren't out of your mind yet, right?'
"Completely fine Han. Just went back to memories of The Ossuary. I still can't believe it's December already." Susan gushed and watched Hannah shake her head in amusement at her redhead friend's childish behaviour.
Susan still smiled at the memory she was really reminiscing. That day her aunt had stayed till late at Hogwarts answering every student and reassuring the students about their safety again and again. The student body that had till date been sympathetic towards the five fallen Slytherins took a completely U-turn and agreed whole heartedly with the Ancient Murderer.
There were a few who didn't like how he did and what he did going as far as to claim him a maniac for taking such rash decisions that could end the life of five students. their general idea was to stun the rapists and call the teachers. These few selected individuals were a group of Ravenclaws and a certain bushy haired Gryffindorette.
But overall no one could deny the fact that Hogwarts wasn't as safe as they presumed it to be, not only from outside forces but also from the inside individuals. This led them to writing a letter to their respective parents making the parents come back to Hogwarts for a personal round of tearing strips off of Dumbles and his merry little staff.
"I still don't know why Harry is not coming wi-" Tracey stopped mid sentence as a throat cleared behind them. Looking behind herself she cursed her dumb luck as she found no one other than Harry Potter standing right behind her with an amused expression on his usually ice-carved face.
"I am right here you know." Harry said in the rich baritone voice of his with a small smirk on his lips as Tracey opened and closed her mouth repeatedly before finally closing it and blushing a storm.
"So? It's not like we were planning to kill you, we were just discussing reasons as to why you aren't coming with us because you aren't telling the real ones." Hannah chirped as she filled her plate with mashed potatoes and sauce
"Do all you want to Hannah, I have already told you my reasons." Harry too took a plate and two omelets with strips of juicy bacon and a healthy supply of delicately chopped fruits. What could he say, he had a healthy diet.
"I still can't believe how you could eat all that and still be this fit. I would look more like a baby elephant if I ate that for a week even." Terry complained and then glared at his plate which held four vegetable sandwiches.
"Regular exercises, right Harry? I have seen you move out of the common room at 5 in the morning. Sometimes I so wish I could accompany you." Su made a dream like face before giving an impish grin "But my beauty sleep wins every time."
"When did you witness him move out then?" Susan questioned her which sound more like a scathing remark, but Su didn't mind the tone, or maybe didn't notice? No that's not possible, girls have a hidden talent of sorts, right?
"Sometimes when I accidentally wake up earlier for reading in advan-"
"Uh stop it, it's Christmas guys...No study-study please." Tracey shook her head and ate a mouthful of potatoes.
"Where's your watch Trace?" Hannah asked holding the bubbly Slytherin's wrist.
"Uh-erm...it...it's kept in my trunk. Yeah, I didn't need it right now, so kept it in my trunk. Like what's the need for a watch when we have each other for company?" Tracey gave an uneasy smile seeing as her friend still looked suspicious but then they shrugged and went back to chatting as they usually did.
Parting with his friends wasn't that hard for Harry. They were just everyday teenagers he toyed more with than others, right? And they will be back within a fortnight. So instead he was quite happy to get the some time free from them and work on himself. That's afterall the best kind of investment.
But looked like others didn't share his mentality. How did he know? Getting third good-bye hug from the same redhead girl gives a good idea. Plus the two he got from Tracey, she was the hardest hugger Harry had ever met. And then there was Hannah who gave one hug which equaled to Tracey's two in duration. Terry thankfully just patted his back and made some joke.
"Do take care of yourself, alright?" Susan asked the same question for the umpteenth time and giggled when Harry sighed in exasperation.
"Hey, there's nothing wring with being afraid of you and your trouble finding tendencies." She poked him in the sides but winced as she yet again didn't find the expected fatty layer and instead stuck her finger on a something akin to a wall of stone. Why the hell would one loose all of their softness was beyond her.
"C'mon Sue, we need to-"
"Not got a home to visit, eh?"
Each of Harry's friends froze and turned to witness the arrival of Chief Redhead idiot of their year.
"I heard through rumors that you aren't going to wherever you live on the streets for yule. Yeah, I know it might be cold out there and so Hogwarts Castle became your own little home." Alandale waved off his hand and laughed alongwith his pet weasel.
"What do you want Potter?" Terry growled and took a step forward.
"Just to talk Boot, and maybe an offer to give if your dumb friend knows how to respond well." Weasley said from Alan's side.
"What offer?"
"You see Boot, leaving him here while I enjoy my vacations with a home cooked meal and thousands of gift is not my thing. This is why I am here to forget all his faults and forward a hand for friendship." The redhead fatty piglet said this as if Harry was to cry his eyes out in gratitude.
"Oh and where did this change in behaviour come from that you are ready to forgi-"
"Terry."
Just one word. One single word and Harry re-ascertained control of the situation. What can one say? The deep baritone spine thrilling voice of his always made people listen to him no matter how less and low he spoke. Harry knew this and used it to the best of his advantages. Besides there was no use of getting bored by listening his relative's useless reasons when he had already seem the memory of Dumbledore convincing the Boy-Who-Left-His-Brain-In-A-Gutter on how he should forgive his brother and call him to The Burrow and introduce him to Weasley matriarch and poke him for more information on his past years 'Stupid, old, meddling, manipulative, goat fucking, codger'
Harry looked at the living body that came from the same womb as himself "So you are willing to forgive all my mistakes and forward a hand of friendship, right?"
"Are you dumb or deaf, oh wait maybe you are both!" the redhead boys laughed while the other group just stayed silent.
"Yes, I am willing to do so. There are a few things you need to work on and I then I am willing to take you under my wing." Harry couldn't believe his ears. How could a person be This, with a capital T, idiot? Maybe his brother was some god. God of idiocy perhaps? Nah, that would be too low for his level of brain fullness. Please, DO note the sarcasm.
"What wing? The one that Harry broke on our first day?"
"No maybe it was the one he broke in headmaster's office."
"C'mon guys are you really forgetting the class performance one? The one where Alan attacked him and got beaten by his own house head?"
"Daaaamnnn...I completely forgot that-" Hannah stopped herself from following Su, Terry and Tracey as they tore into the redhead Potter and turned towards a red faced Alan Potter. "I completely forgot that...we were talking to a self imposed pompous, stupid, bragging fool who feels himself to be our superior and Merlin's gift to Wizardkind just because something accidental happened before he could even speak properly."
"Shove off Abott!" Weasley snarled and pulled his wand out. That happened to be a blunder because within moments he was subjected to five different wands pointed right in his face with varying degrees of distance and temper of their owners.
But before anyone could do a thing, a slippery smooth voice interrupted them "May I know what is it that made a group of first years wave their wand in Hogwarts hallway."
Severus Tobias Snape, the most hated professor of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry glided from his vantage point and stopped right in front of the two groups, his cloak, as usual, billowing in unseen wind, "One would be a fool to not to expect Potter brats to disrupt discipline and cause nuisance for normal humans wherever they move." He drawled and eyed the Potter teens with something akin to pure disdain.
"But Professor, Harry wasn't-"
"Miss Li, I saw what your friend did and did not do with my own two eyes, it would be a better idea to prohibit yourself from correcting me in the near future if you don't want to unnecessarily lose your hard earned house points." Snape stopped Su before facing the Potter teens again "Ten points from both Gryffindor and Ravenlaw for disrupting discipline in Hogwarts hallway and causing unnecessary chaos among the student body."
"You know this isn't true, why don't you go see your snakes!"
"That's twenty points Weasley I am sure you need to control yourself while speaking to a professor." Snape said as lazily as he could as if this was an everyday occurence and he was seriously getting bored now.
"You know headmaster will hear all about this don't you? I am going to tell him everything and will ask him do something about it." Alan growled in announce making the slime ball professor smirk and bow to reach the redhead Potter's height "Do everything you wish to, Potter." He said and turned swiftly to walk away before stopping just a couple of feet from them "Oh and both the Potters have successfully managed to find themselves in a three day long detention, every night at seven sharp. Ravenclaw Potter from today onwards and Gryffindor one from the day of his arrival." Snape internally smirked as he walked away, making plans on how he would goad harry tonight 'It will be quite a learning experience for you Potters'. He really didn't know how wrong he was.
"Nothing good came from speaking to that slimy git." Alan mumbled under his breath glaring daggers at the walking away potion's master back before turning to look at his still silent brother who had yet to say a single thing since Snape disturbed them, though it looked like it didn't matter Harry one bit as the green eyed boy was completely engrossed in his own world contemplating something very deeply.
"And YOU! Offer Revoked! You won't ever stay within the same house as me. NEVER!" The piglet snarled and pushed his wand back to wherever he kept, maybe between his layers of fat? Before waddling as fast as he could towards one of the empty Horseless carriages that were rapidly getting filled with eager-to-leave students.
"Completely nutters that one." Terry said shaking his head in disbelief while his companions nodded in agreement. Harry just stayed silent, lost in his own mindscape about the pictures and emotions he caught from the Potions professor's brain. To say they were a little troubling would be an understatement. He was sure that he will have to ask the slimy git about these memories as nicely as possible 'Tonight will indeed be quite a learning experience, professor'
finally everyone made up there mind that they were about to leave when they were again stopped by a throat clearing behind Harry. Susan, Hannah and Tracey grinned while Terry went red in face and started looking sideways.
"Heir Potter?"
Harry turned around to see none other than the ice princess of Slytherin, one Daphne Greengrass standing behind him, exuding a soft aura of regal confidence "Yes?"
"I need to talk to you, privately." She didn't give out any emotion she might be feeling. Harry just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and made an 'afteryou' gesture with his hand, because he had an idea that the girl already had a secured place in her mind.
And he was yet again proven right when she without a word ushered him into a nearly empty classroom. Nearly empty because there were stray benches, chairs and a disillusioned fifth year Slytherin boy who was standing in a dark corner right behind the door of the classroom. How did he know? Three words, Sensor sheet and Legillimency.
"How may I help you heiress Greengrass?" Harry didn't pull his wand out but knew it could come in handy since this situation could easily turn against him in a matter of seconds. But thankfully it didn't come to that.
Greengrass just fetched out a sealed envelope from her robes and forwarded it to him. The parchment's texture was of high quality and the writing on it depicted the rich house it came from and the strong pureblood it belonged to.
"My grandfather, Lord Gerald Sandor Greengrass asked me to give this to you. He sends his best wishes for yule and Happy new year." Daphne then looked a bit strained "Forgive me this delay, the letter had arrived five days prior but I wasn't able to give it due to other projects that required my attention."
Harry took the letter and nodded his acceptance of her reasons for this tardiness though he very well knew that the delay was caused deliberately so that he may get as little time as possible to reply it and she wasn't forced to witness what it resulted. How did he know all this? Guess it yourself.
Ten seconds. That was the time when both of them stared at each other before Harry had enough of her and quirked his right eyebrow, "What? Anything else heiress?"
Daphne blinked rapidly as if just now coming back to reality before slowly shaking her head, "Goodbye." She said and moved out of the room leaving the two boys inside it. What was the girl anticipating? His reply to the letter maybe? Maybe. Harry was about to move when a small mischief formed in his head and he smirked "Find a better place to hide than behind the door Vincent, it's really disappointing." He smirked when he felt the fear come off in waves from the fifth year and the small thoughts of 'What will I tell Daphne now?' which confirmed Harry's doubts about the boy's presence to be linked with the ice princess of Slytherin.
'When will they stop playing these foolish games and just admit me as their master already?' Harry thought as he moved out of the classroom 'Oh well, maybe the rush to top has it's own level of thrill'
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Ending Note- And there you have it, eleventh chapter of 'Silence of the Winters'. Liked it? Loved it? Hated it? please do review! I am literally waiting for the, I can't describe how blessed I feel to have my reviews exceed expectations. I read every review atleast thrice as they are the sole source of my motivation. Like always, constructive criticism is always welcomed, I have tried to improve myself with your help and am looking forward to more from you. 125 reviews in total, pkease?
Outcome 5- I know you review each of my chapter and I am very much thankful for that. Seriously I am, I don't know how to show my gratitude. Just know I do respect you a lot for the honest reviews. For your answer, I put up a review limit because that's the least I expect from the readers for whom I am waking up till 2 in the morning and writing chapters, correcting my mistakes (because my beta reader is currently stuck amid exams), reading my own chapter thrice to clean it off any and al mistakes and reading previous chapters so that my data doesn't clash with what I previously wrote.
This is why when I don't get a certain number of reviews I get disheartened and feel like giving up this fic. IN one of my chapters I have expressed how bad I feel for putting up review limits. But that never means I won't complete this fic. It's my job to write, it's just that having reviews makes me write the chapters faster. I will finish this fic if not in ten days then maybe ten moths or maybe years even. So, it's you my readers who set my pace.
Even now I wrote this chapter with 118 reviews even though I placed a review request of 120. So please, don't discourage me. Even a small 'Good work Dev' is good.
Hope you guys liked this chapter, I have also answered the doubts, feel free to PM me if you have more. Also forgive me for any grammatical and spelling mistakes because my beta reader is currently unavailable. Blame his exams.
This is also the longest chapter till date with 7.4k+ words.
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