Of Stratos and Magic

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Chapter 2

Muggle London, England

Walburga Black was walking with her grandchildren and niece to a small diner near her house on the Muggle side of London. Had she not reconnected with Sirius, she would have never known about how things had changed on the muggle side. It was a blessing in her book, as it meant that she could take her grandchildren to the park to play and let out some of the seemingly boundless energy they had. Honestly, watching them run around the house was tiring some days. When they neared the diner, she noted that Dumbledore was there already, along with three girls, and a young boy in a strange chair.

"Ah, Madam Black, We've been expecting you." Dumbledore rose to greet her. "I See you brought company with you. Come, Ladies, please take a seat." As She and her family did, she noticed that the group was dressed differently than she had been expecting, especially the purplette. "Ah yes where are my manners. Madam Black, These are the Orimura sisters, Chifuyu and Madoka, their friend Tabane Shinonono, and young Harry Potter." He motioned to the two raven haired girls, before motioning to the purplette, and lastly the young boy. Both her and Bella nearly widened their eyes upon seeing the state he was in. It was only thanks to her years of etiquette training that she maintained her composure.

"Thank you for the introduction, Dumbledore. Allow me to introduce my family. This," She motioned to her right. "Is my niece, Bellatrix. And these two little ones are my granddaughters, Morgan and Maeve." She motioned to her right. "Now, I am actually familiar with this diner. can I assume you have ordered drinks?"

"Indeed we did!" Tabane spoke up. "I also ordered us food while we did so, just an appetizer though."

"Headmaster, if I may, what is that chair Heir Potter is sitting in?" Bella asked.

"It is called a wheelchair, normal folks like the three of us don't have the luxury of healing as rapidly as you do, so certain ailments and injuries require us to use one of these to get around." Chifuyu answered her. "Harry is currently still recovering from a broken leg and arm, and five cracked ribs. Thanks to his maternal aunt not feeding him properly, he is also suffering a mild case of malnourishment. Due to the lack of proper meals, he does not currently have the upper body strength required to use crutches, so I asked for a wheelchair for him."

"I see, well, why don't we enjoy a nice meal first, before we return to our residence. Certain topics are better left for where they are not in the open, and I can get the girls and Harry down for a nap while we talk." Walburga suggested as the waitress arrived with the drinks and appetizer, and took their order for food.

12 Grimmauld Place, London, England

Once the children were in bed for a nap, the adults and teens sat in the living room.

"I believe you said your name is Chifuyu, Yes?" Walburga asked, waiting for the confirming nod. "His injuries, you and your sister can feel them?"

"Affirmative." Chifuyu spoke with a level voice, though her face was more of annoyance. "When my little brother Ichika was alive, I could heal his pain as well. It was a surprise that the sense passed on to Harry, let alone that Madoka could feel it too, since she is a clone of myself."

"Clone?" Bella asked, "I thought she was your sister?"

"Mado-chi was born in a lab as a clone of Chi-chan." Tabane replied. "When the group that made her wasn't getting the results they needed from Chi-chan, they had Ikkun kidnapped, but someone higher up had used that as a way to remove the one thing they thought was holding Chi-chan back in the Mondo Grosso competitions. They poisoned Ikkun with an unknown poison, and while we were able to make his life more comfortable, we couldn't save him. I was the one who pulled Mado-chi out of that group, and made her my messenger."

Chifuyu huffed as she picked up a spoon to add sugar to her tea. "You seem to have conveniently left out how you went on a rampage for a whole week, and ripped apart that organization from the ground up."

"And you must be somewhat still asleep, Chifuyu-Nee." Madoka sighed. "That's salt, not sugar." Chifuyu had the decency to blush. "Since I am a clone of Chifuyu-Nee, Tabane thought it would be a good idea to have us reconcile our differences as we would be the only family each other had. It was around five weeks ago when we got Harry from his maternal aunt.

"I see. Well, I will gladly welcome you girls and your friend in to our house. Since Bella will be taking the late Lady Potter's blood adoption potion to become Harry's new aunt, I think it would be wise to blood adopt the two of you into her family." Walburga sipped her tea. "As for you, Mis Shinonono, I have questions as to what your intentions are since you are of no relation and know of magic."

In that sense, Bella chimed in as well. "I too want to know. It's only thanks to Headmaster Dumbledore that I can even have a family of my own, due to my idiot father, late Ex-Husband, and the dark tosser. As much as I WANT to claim Delphini as my own, she needs to be taught just who her father realy is, and the closest I can get to doing that is when she attends Hogwarts. She'll be a year ahead of Harry, and likely not truly trust me due to not raising her." Bella looked down as she spoke. "I was made to undertake a dark ritual while under the control of a marriage contract with Rudolphus Lestrange. The cost left me unable to have any more children. So I hope you can understand that I am ready to defend my newfound family from all, including you if you should choose to harm them." Bella fixed Tabane a glare.

Tabane just smiled, not phased in the slightest by Bella's glare. "Chi-chan glares at me all the time, and her glares are much scarier, even if they don't bother me!" Tabane giggled as she spoke. "I have no intention of doing anything that could harm Ikkun, sorry, I mean Harry. I gave Mado-chi the Brynhildr just so we could rescue him, and I'm not sure how many uses it still has left, it is a prototype after all. I plan to research and study magic to find ways to upgrade my best invention, the IS, as well as make things to protect Harry. We lost Ikkun once, I won't let that happen again."

"So you wish to protect my family as well, since they will be involved in Harry's life?" Bella questioned as she smiled softly.

"Yes!" Tabane agreed. "There is the likelyhood that those two girls will be able to pilot an IS in the future. If making and maintaining their gear will help protect Ikkun, then I will gladly protect your family as well. I'll just need a few weeks every so often to go visit my family's shrine in Hokkaido, Japan. I don't get to visit them often due to governments hunting after me to make them weapons."

"Well reasoned." Walburga spoke up.

"I see I was next to useless for this meeting." Dumbledore laughed. "I did bring the potion in question with me, thanks in part to Poppy Pomfrey. I would have asked Young Severus, but I know his animosity towards anything related to James Potter." He set the potion down on the table. "I shall see myself out, as I do need to see about hiring a new DADA professor. AGAIN!" He sighed as he left. the ladies continued their talks until Chifuyu left to return to her job in Germany, with a promise to be back for the Yule Tide holidays.

King's Cross Station, London England

Seven years flew by rather slowly for the new family. During the passing years, Harry, Morgan and Maeve attended primary school in the muggle world, at the suggestion from Aunt Andromeda Tonks. Bella and Walburga had reconciled with the previously exiled Black sister, who had to also be stopped from turning in Tabane to the Muggle athourities. Bella, following Wlaburga's teachings, learned how to be the regent for the houses of Potter and Black, Giving Walburga a much needed break from dealing with Lucius Malfoy constantly trying to claim the Black Lordship for his son, despite there being an Heiress, and a betrothal for her already in place.

Despite that it was cloudy, the station was busling with people. A group of seven stood between the pillars between platforms 9 and 10. Three kids with trolleys were standing with their families as the were about to enter the portal between the platforms.

"It's hard to think that tis will be the first time in the last seven years when at least one of us wouldn't be able to be with you, Harry." Chifuyu softly smiled. "I may have been mostly at that one job, but since finishing my contract with them three years ago, I've spent it more with Mom and Aunt Walburga watching over you and the girls. I'll be getting a job in Japan come spring, so I won't be home all that much, but I do expect a call from you every once in a while, little brother."

"I will, Chifuyu-nee." Harry replied, grinning as he held up his left hand. "I'm not about to lose contact with you and Madoka-nee over something as trivial as the school year. Don't forget, Usagi-Chan made the three of us these devices. She has had seven years to study magic, and is even incorperating it into three of the IS models she's been working on."

"I thought we told you to keep quiet about that." Madoka looked around as she hissed at her little brother. She had learned to speak multiple languages over the last few years, no longer needing an IS to translate for her. "The fact that we found out that you three are very highly IS Compatible, more so that Harry is, is a complete secret to the rest of the world."

"Madoka is right." Bella spoke up. "I know you don't like fame, but as soon as it comes out that you can pilot an IS, it will make you an international celebrity in the Muggle world. Do remember that those devises, while they work for communication, also hold a miniature version of your future IS weaponry. Tabane said they were still just prototypes, as she still needs a few years to finish your machines."

"We know, Aunty, Mikon." Maeve chirpped in. "The Fox cannons in our devices only have three shots, amd only Harry and I can use them, whilst Morgan has her staff in her device."

"I also have one Rhongomyniad, and Harry has EXM in his." Morgan sounded off, almost sounding bored as she said it. "I will keep them in line."

"I believe that would be my job." Harry deadpanned "Do remember, Morgan, that your temper tends to be much shorter than either of ours."

"Harry's right, Morgan." Maeve's left fox ear twitched as she agreed. "You did punch that one kid for throwing his lunch on you. Harry and I will try to keep her temper in check, Mikon."

"I expect you will." Walburga remarked. "Now you three, I want you on your best behavior. If we get a Floo call or an owl saying youve gotten into some serious trouble, you will be grounded for all of the winter holidays, and the first three weeks of summer vacation." Walburga tapped her cane. "I'm not getting any younger, and I am already doing all I can to just be around to watch you three grow up. "You are the future of our two houses, and will represent us with your actions. Show Hogwarts that the Potters and Blacks are still houses worth respecting." None of this group noticed a family pass behind them with a bushy haired girl reading a book as she pushed her trolley through the barrier.

"Yes, ma'am!" All three children replied.

"One last thing. Do try to form a bond with your cousin, Draco, and possibly with Delphini." Bella raised her hand, holding up one finger. "I may have been able to send her letters, but she said she wanted to talk to you three first in her last corespondance with me. I wish I could go to the school to talk with her, but I will follow her request first."

Harry gave her a hug. "Don't worry mum. We will do our best."

Hogwarts Express, England/Scotland

A few hours pass as the train is boarded, and sets out from King's Cross Station. During the time, Morgan Maeve and Harry have set up in a compartment, just playing games. During a game of Clue, the door to the compartment, opened up without a knock. Morgan sighed as all three of them looked over at the newcomer to the compartment, and saw a red haired boy their age. He looked in, seeing the three other children, and sighed. 'At least I might not be with sitting with any slimy snakes. I'll ask if I can join them.' The boy thought to himself before speaking out.

"Um, sorry to bother you, but everywhere else is full." He shyly said. He knever knew having all eyes on him would be this intense a feeling. 'No wonder Harry Potter has never given an interview with the Prophet. If just three pairs of eyes on me is this intense, I can only imagine how he must feel.' "Would it be alright if I sit with you lot?"

Harry, Morgan, and Maeve locked eyes with each other, and had a silent conversation in all of a few seconds. Morgan sighed again before she spoke. "you may join us, but we do have a rule for our compartment. Last names and predjudices are left at the door. Also, to finish this round, it was Ms. Peacock in the Observatory with the Trophy." Harry checked the envelope, and threw down the exact cards she just said.

"And with that, Morgan has won Clue for the fifth time sinse the train ride started." Harry spoke as the red head sat down across from him. "My name's Harry. These are my twin best friends, Maeve and Morgan."

"Ah, nice to meet you. I'm Ron." The redhead introduced himself. "Harry isn't really a common name in the Magical World. You wouldn't happen to be-"

"Last Names are left at the door,Ron." Morgan interupted him. "To answer your question, yes he is, but please don't ask about it. The fame gained from that night is a sore spot for Harry."

"Think about it for a moment, Ron." Harry spoke in a saddened tone. "I get praised for surviving when my parents didn't. To me, The fame I have from that night is a remeinder that my birth parents are gone."

"I guess you're right." Ron hadn't thought about it. He knew he wouldn't be here without his parents, especially with how he eats, but here in front of him was a boy who didn't want fame. Ron wanted out from his brothers' shadows, but this... Not the way Harry had. He decided to lighten the mood. "Does anyone know how to play Wizard's Chess?"

"Ho?" Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Do you wish for a challenge? You believe yourself worthy of challenging Avalon L-ack!?" Morgan's rant was inturrupted by a papre fan hitting her head, coutesy of her twin sister.

"Down girl, bad Morgan." Maeve chastised her twin. "Sorry bout her. All of us play, but we are not allowed to play anyone less skilled than us, Mikon. Morgan has been able to play on the same level as a Chess grandmaster since she was nine, and it takes Harry and I together to beat her."

Harry grabbed a box out of jis trunk while Maeve was explaining that to Ron. "How about I teach you a card game from the Muggle world instead?" Harry suggested. "Though it is difficult to really get into, once you get the hang of it, you might enjoy it."

"Sure, I guess I can give it a try." Ron accepted the offer. These three looked like they could be fun to hang around with.

After an hour had passed, and multiple games of Uno later, the door opened to reveal a woman pushing a cart. Looking at the cart, one would typically only see the candy, but Moragan, Maeve, and Harry all knew from Walburga and Bella that she does carry more than just sweets, if one was to ask. "Anything of the trolley, dears?"

Ron pulled out a wrapped Corned Beef Sandwich. "No thanks, I'm all set." Ron was a little upset he couldn't get some chocolate frogs.

"We'll take three Ham and cheese sandwiches, two pumpkin pasties, and four chocolate frogs please." Harry held out a few galleons. After obtaining the items he asked for, he returned, and traded Ron's corned beef for his ham and cheese.

Another hour passed as the four kids talked and ate, before the door opened again. This time, a blonde boy with an arrogant attitude stepped into the compartment. To his sides, were two boys that looked more like gorillas than they did humans. The smirk on the blonde boy's face did not sit right with the twins, or Harry.

"Word on the train is that Harry Potter is in this compartment. That you?" He looked at Harry. "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. This is Crabbe, and Goyle." Ron snickered. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask your name. Red hair, and hand-me-down robes, you must be a Weasely. There are far better families to befriend than blood traitors and mudbloods."He sneered at the twins as he extended his hand. "I can help you there."

Harry looked at the extended hand, before motioning to the seat across from him. "Well, you definitely found me, though our compartment has a rule of last names and predjudices are left at the door." Harry sighed. "Send your body guards away and take a seat cousin, we have alot to talk about."

Ron got a bit defensive about this. "Harry, are you serious, his family is as dark as they come."

"Predjudices at the door, Ron." Maeve spoke. "Please keep in mind, we have no qualms about blood status, or the sins of the father. It is the actions we take that define us individually, Mikon."

"Very true, and we are under orders to try to connect with our cousin, Draco." Morgan yawned. She really was wanting a nap at this point.

"If we are cousins, then why haven't I seen you at any of the Ministry hosted events?" Draco frowned, but did as was asked of him so he could talk with the Boy-Who-Lived.

"We grew up with Harry in the Muggle world, majorily. As Auntie Bella adopted two muggle girls that have a connection to Harry, Grandma thought it best we stay out of those events as most are attended by blood supremists." Morgan leaned against the window as she spoke. "Do you know the true meaning behind the Black Family motto, Draco?"

"It means to keep our blood pure." Draco assumed.

"Bzzt, incorrect." Maeve crossed her arms. "It means to keep our hearts and mind pure. Long before our family became known as a dark family, we fought for what was right, but somewhere down the line we lost track of that."

"They're right, Draco." Harry reached up to his scar. "Had our family remembered that, my birth parents might still be alive. I don't think about it often. I have my adopted mom, who is your aunt, and my adopted sisters, as well as the twins here. Let us tell you what truly means to be a Black, and just what your 'Pure Blood Supremecy' has done to the rest of the magical world." Harry, Maeve, and Morgan spent the rest of the train ride explaining to the two pure bloods just what the predjudices they held at that moment had done to the world, giving multiple examples to how it was unfounded.

AN: And, here is the next part to Of Stratos and Magic. I hope you like it, as it took a bit of time to figure out how I wanted this to turn out. I know someone is going to point out that I'm giving Draco an out from the Death Eater future that is canon. I have a plan there, but I am wondering if you guys can figure it out. I won't give you a hint, but it is important for the rest of this story. Also, has anyone seen a Hermione Granger in this crowd? I seem to have lost her.

VRDTrio, signing out. Merry Christmas Guys!