Malfoy Castle is a large quartz building. It has two sets of walls that encapsulate the castle. The first has a moat with a variety of magical animals in it. The color is a gorgeous sea foam green that glitters in the sunlight. There are ripples of many animals swimming around. Eyes popping up every few feet.
The drawbridge connecting the first to the second wall is made out of Sapwood with two large silver chains with a large magical crank to pull it up or down. This wall is called the Fossé as the Malfoys are of French descent. The inner wall has 8 different pikes with stations for defense. There were holes to drop hot oil, rocks, and shoot arrows or spells at those invading. The Malfoys did not trust the British Government and were right to do so. Trust no one but themselves.
The inner wall is taller than the rest by at least 9 feet. Draco lovingly calls it Un Pine. Past this wall is an oak tree forest with snow on the ground, animals skittering about, magic and muggle alike. Past the forest lies Lucy's Keep, where the farm animals stay, then the large courtyard which opens to the entrance to the Castle. The courtyard itself has a large fountain with an albino peacock displaying their feathers in intimidation. There were benches surrounding the fountain and gorgeous ferns throughout breaking up the granite flooring, ensuring lush green spaces for frolicking.
To open the front door, one must be a Malfoy family member or under Malfoy family protection. The family magicks are very protective. It should be a sanctuary. The magicks evolve around love and defense. There are two large Sapwood doors with silver hardware. The detailed centered hardware and ornate carvings decorate the door and mesmerize those who wish to enter. One must touch the smaller albino peacock carved into the wood three times before the door opens.
The three walk into the front entrance as they recall their favorite times together as a Happy Family. Draco recalls the time Harry let the peacocks into the house, and everyone spent the rest of the week chasing them around the castle. He rubs his elbow where he was bitten quite often that day. Harry attempted to tackle a peacock but instead got a face full of carpet with a wicked carpet burn that lasted the rest of the month. The others, to this day, will not let Harry live this down. Neville got distracted during the hunt when he checked the greenhouse. The Weasley brothers did more harm than good by charming inanimate objects into albino peacocks, so sometimes when someone would actually catch "one," it would immediately turn back into the original item.
The house elves were very displeased with the castle's inhabitants that day. They all refused to help and stayed in their quarters until every last peacock was caught. The group had to cook, clean, and round up peacocks themselves for 6 and a half days. At night, the twins would sneak around, continuing their pranks on the others.
On the other hand, Luna recalls her 18th birthday. It was one of the many reunions for the Battle of Hogwarts.
She finished her schooling through tutors, too afraid to step foot into Hogwarts again. She experienced a large amount of bullying until Harry, Neville, the twins, and Draco saved her. She knew for a long time at the end of the dark tormenting tunnel her true family would be there to open their arms for her with real love and unrelenting kindness. She suffered because she knew better would come. Luna had to wait a little bit before exposing herself to the others. Her birthday was a night to remember. They did everything they could to support each other during such an emotionally charged time. Everyone was a mess, especially the birthday girl. Luna resented her birthday for this reason exactly.
The lights and decorations were set up by Draco and the house elves while Harry cooked her favorite meal. It was beautiful; the pale purple and blue colored lights flickered and floated around the large atrium. There were streamers that wrapped around the granite pillars switching off color every other pillar. There were even charmed magical animal fireworks that danced around the room. The Weasley twins and Neville kept her busy by helping her find the animal of the week. That week it was Oakwood Faeries.
Oakwood Faeries are natives of magic-heavy forests, particularly in the mountains. The largest colony just so happens to be at the castle.
All four of them were bundled up tight with matching scarves. The twins ran ahead in their animagius forms jumping, playing, and wrestling down the path. Neville and Luna amicably walked behind them, chatting about what plants the Oakwood Faeries made their homes out of. The squeaks and pattering of the twins disappeared, so Luna and Neville quickly split up to look for them with their wands out at the ready.
They ended up finding the identical pair in their human form hiding behind a rock peaking over to a large oakwood tree that fell a few years prior during a storm. The inside was hallowed out, there were small houses, buildings, plants, and even lights carved into the log. The fairies were a light white color with brown dots speckled randomly throughout their body. They had long ears and large eyes. It was quite unnerving to see so many faeries smiling and milling around. They had tiny but sharp, almost shark-like teeth, bulbous eyes, and oddly large hands.
Luna came prepared and silently got a small care package out of her saddle bag. The care package included food, toy offerings, silver jewelry, and even coins of all kinds. She slowly approached with her head held low and in a submissive stance to show no danger to the creatures. Halfway across the field, she stopped, placed the package down, and sat next to it. She was sitting on her legs folded up underneath her. Her palms were face up, and her head tilted down with her eyes looking at her lap in respect. There was a pregnant pause, then a fluttering of a dozen or so faeries swooping over and playing with the gift, other things in her bag, or her hair, and a larger faerie approached, nodding their head three times at Luna so she could free herself from that position. She then waved over the other three boys who were hiding.
The boys slowly approached in the same manner just to be tickled and robbed by the younger faery children while Luna softly spoke to the older ones. The boys chased the faeries around for a while until they got a secret patronous stating everything was ready for their little moon. It took around 15 more minutes to pry Luna away from the Oakwood faeries with the promise to meet up with them again.
They made the trek back slowly trying to find out who lost what and if they needed to ask Draco for his help to get them back. Neville doesn't have his wallet, Fred lost his evil eye, and George swears he's down a few galleons. Just after Luna tapped the peacock three times, the door flew open in a blast of sparkles, confetti, and charmed fireworks. The boys screamed, "Happy Birthday!" and the rest was history.
All together, they got drunk, did self-care, and continuously pranked each other. Somehow the next morning, they all woke up dressed as Harry in his clothing. They were exact copies. Funnily enough, the seven went to Aspen Alley as Harry even duplicated his clothes. The inhabitants love it, and the event is spoken about as a holiday every year. The saviors run around playing with the kids, hugging the elderly, and generally just spreading joy.
Neville, in turn, recalls Malfoy Castle as the only place he ever felt at home. It was the first place he found people who loved him and didn't pity him. He wasn't used like how his Grandma or Dumbledore took advantage of him. His own so-called family tried disowning him. Grandma Longbottom was just too close to Dumbledore and hated her own grandchild because she blamed him for the accident that caused his parents to be tortured to insanity.
Neville was raised by his Grandmother due to the mental instability of his parents. The entire time he was in her care, he was abused- physically, emotionally, and magically. His core was limited by Dumbledore within hours of his birth. Physically, he was roughed up, so he knew he could "hold his own in a fight," but it was really just his uncle beating him up. It was all due to Dumbledore's orders. He was to become a docile, easily manipulated boy who would flock to Dumbledore's every whim and worry in case Harry goes rogue. Uncle would always call him "the backup, not the original everyone wants; the extra." All of this manipulation didn't work in the end; Dumbledore didn't get what he wanted. Not only did both boys defect from the Light Side, but Voldemort, otherwise known as Tom Riddle, fled elsewhere with their help.
Dumbledore was raising Harry and Neville up for slaughter. Voldemort ate this entire scheme up until the fateful death of Teddy Lupin.
Teddy Lupin is the child of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. Both were Dumbledore rejects. Remus was a werewolf that never took Dumbledore's potions. The entire time within his transformation from man to animal, he was in control. He never attacked anyone and only ever played with his loving friends in their Animungus forms. The light side didn't want him as he was an "un-pure magic user," and the dark side didn't want him for how close he was to the "saviors."
Nymphadora, on the other hand, was unwanted by both her family and the light side. She could transform into whatever she liked with her metamorphous skills. Her ancient and powerful family, the Blacks, disowned her and her mother because, unbeknownst to everyone at the time, Dumbledore Impirio'd it and then wiped her head-of-household's memory. Her family thought she abandoned them, and she thought they abandoned her. Dumbledore had his fingers in every pot he could. Dumbledore wanted absolute control. He wanted power. He wanted to be immortal. He wanted to rule the world.
Harry, from the start, was a black sheep. When he arrived at Hogwarts, he was severely underweight. He only spoke when spoken to and never looked into anyone's eyes, seemingly afraid. There were bruises galore of all sizes that peaked out from his already gargantuan uniform. Dumbledore was extremely proud of his work- he was eager to further his plans. Everything was falling into place perfectly until the Hat screamed "SLYTHERIN" before it even touched Harry's head.
Everyone in the Great Hall went quiet. Dumbledore's eyes sharpened, Professor Snape almost choked on his wine, and Minerva dropped her utensils on her plate. Ronald Weasley was dumbfounded- his jaw was crookedly agape with tears in his eyes. On the other hand, Draco Malfoy was ecstatic. His new friend- the person he was mooning over for years is now in his House. They were going to become the best friends and hopefully even brothers. Everything is going to change for the better.
The air was intense with many different emotions and magics flurrying around. It felt cold, almost sharp. It began to make Harry uncomfortable, so he sat there looking at his skinny legs that hung off the side of the tall bench and twiddled the second-hand robe that Hagrid bought him.
Suddenly, there were two identical voices booming out, "WE GOT HARRY POTTER. A SNAKE. WE GOT POTTER. SLY-TH-ER-RIN. SLY-TH-ER-RIN". George and Fred Weasley bolted out of their seats and charged towards the scared little boy. They were wearing the same green and silver uniform that Harry himself was assigned to wear. Fred and George both exchanged glances when he noticed Harry flinched when picked him up. They placed him on their shoulders and pranced to the Slytherin table as the rest of the snakes clapped their hands loudly. If Harry was anything like his Grandmother he was going to fit in just fine.
Neville himself was quite shocked but happy the hero Harry Potter was placed somewhere outside of Gryffindor, just like himself. He was placed into Hufflepuff. Neville Longbottom was nothing like his mother and father. He had no intention of becoming them despite the amount other people insisted.
Meanwhile, in the current time in the American Muggle world, everything is quite different. The revenants became a threat to them much faster than anywhere else in this world, magical or not. Harry Potter was a 5'9'' man with a slender build. He had curly walnut brown hair and dark tan skin with viridian green eyes. He had glasses on his face, freckles dotting his whole body, and a large scar over his face in the shape of a lightning bolt. The scar itself was over one eye, most of his nose, forehead, and ended by his chin. It was really faded, and you had to strain your eyes to see it.
He wore a single necklace in the shape of a raven with a 7-point star. Each point of the star had another animal in each point. It dangles on his chest right over his heart. It radiated a comforting magik which soothed his soul.
He was very fit and had a strict workout routine he had done daily since his 3rd year in Hogwarts. Harry was very well-defined, but no one would know unless he was naked. He always hid his size so people would underestimate him. He had a chiseled chin with high cheekbones, his nose was slender but bulbous at the bottom.
Harry has been on a journey for quite some time now. There was a strange, very strong pull that always led him away from England. England didn't feel like the place he needed to be anymore. The majority of his time there while on earth is done. Once everything was figured out, he and Tom went to the United States together but for very separate reasons.
Harry followed the pull, and Tom wanted to start over without Dumbledore holding him back. Gringotts, who helped without a second thought, and the other powerful people who owed Harry for everything he had done for them helped set up Tom for a better life.
They landed in Atlanta, Georgia. They ate at the Airport and then split off from there. Tom took a train to D.C., and Harry began his journey further south. He took a step out of the airport and just followed the pull. It was hard to follow at first. He kept getting blocked by buildings, stuck in alleyways, and did laps of China Town.
He did not know how to navigate the streets of Atlanta and got so lost he somehow ended up at Georgia Tech University. Thankfully, a nice student he spoke to offered to drop him off at a bus station wherever Harry needed to go.
The two brainstormed where Harry should go while relaxing at a pub. When the brown-skinned scar-covered man suggested the quartz mines or peach farms from his dreams, the college student knew exactly where Harry needed to go.
After a nice beer, the two got in the student's car and began the journey. On the way, Harry answered most of the student's questions and even asked his own. The student was born, and raised in a small town in the middle of nowhere Georgia.
The student was, without a doubt, one of the most accepting people Harry had ever met. It was almost like he was more than ecstatic to let a foreign stranger in his car. It did not make much sense to Harry, but he didn't have any other way, so he got in the kid's car.
"Didn't your mum teach you not to talk to strangers?" Harry confusingly asked the Georgia Tech student. The student was a 23-year-old Mechanical Engineer who was a little too eager. He was a good person but had procrastination issues.
"Bro, I don't care if I die- I'm skipping a class for this. Helping a handsome British man is much more important"
"Obviously," Harry responded, laughing while he adjusted his clothes. The states were much hotter than the dreary place he called home. His dark green trench coat came right off, followed by his hoodie. His dark black trousers were a little warm, but It would make do until he set up his tent somewhere for the night.
Harry learned a lot about the students during that time. The student is afraid of butterflies, loves chocolate, and that their name is Ford. Ford was going to drive home after he dropped Harry off because he did not want to drive back to school during rush hour. Ford is a hunter who dreams of working with NASA. In fact, he has an internship set up for the following summer. He has a tattoo of a detailed, pink butterfly on his left butt cheek he got after a drunk night out with his friends.
"Bloody hell- you're telling me. You lost a bet and had to choose between Abraham Lincoln and a butterfly to tattoo on your arse?"
"My bitch ass thought I could out-drink a Scottish man, and I was for sure wrong. I have no idea why I thought it was a good idea." Ford humorously exclaimed.
Pretty quickly outside of the city, they passed a quarry, forests, and even a very large interstate. Harry noted his environment every few seconds. This was a habit developed over the course of his life that he never lost. It was a part of him now. One cannot just ignore trauma.
Unfortunately, the two's time together came to an end after about an hour's drive. They pulled up to the North Decatur bus stop, shook hands, exchanged numbers, and parted ways with a promise to meet up again.
There was this intense feeling in the air that seemed to have followed Harry to the States. At this point, Harry was just thinking it was him.
To Harry's right was a concrete bus stop with 7 or 8 Greyhound buses waiting; to his left was a large forest, and about two blocks ahead of him was a 70's themed restaurant. The restaurant's main colors were pink and blue. Ladies in roller skates, bellhop uniforms, and colorful socks skated about from customer to customer.
Harry started his few-block walk and just turned his brain off. He focused on his magics and the magics surrounding his necklace. 5 of the counterparts were humming soundly, confirming their owners were unharmed. Everyone is safe and sound. No more losses, Harry tells himself. He didn't want to lose any more of his family
Little did he know what was going to happen.