Chapter 7
~EDITED~
CHAPTER 7
The next day saw a flurry of excitement in many households as an army of owls delivered a dream to every eleven year old magical child, their Hogwarts letter which they had been dreaming of attending as soon as they could understand the stories of their siblings, parents or their family members and it was a very important milestone for the child, signaling that they had attained enough magical maturity to begin their formal schooling. Parents watched with pride as their little one received an invitation to study at the most famous school in Europe, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Some would of course reject it opting to study at either Durmstrang Institute or Ilvermorny Institute of Magic but most had already made up their minds to attend. Pureblood or mundane, the excitement was palpable in every household.
It was no different in Potter Mansion. Thomas Potter, who was seated on his high seat having a big breakfast of eggs, bacon and milk shrieked, as he spotted an owl flying towards and dropped a heavy parchment envelope into his lap, spraying milk and half chewed food all over the table. The happy parents, Lily and James did not even bother to reprimand their precious son as they believed all children to be messy eaters at the eleven and began congratulating the boy making him puff in pride. The parents of the Savior hurriedly began cleaning the mess and immediately sought to get ready since the press would arrive soon. 'The Savior going to school is surely headlines material. With Thomas starting school, we can start on the school series merchandise. My son is all grown up.' James thought gleefully as he cleared the disgusting mess on the table as Lily ushered their son to get dressed. Not once did the proud parents even remember their other son.
The said other son was hardly bothered about the arrival of the letter which was delivered by a brown owl. He gave one glance at the standard yellow parchment before focusing his attention back to his breakfast which he cut and chewed with the grace of a Lord. His grandparents watched amused as Harry barely glanced at the letter before Dorea asked "Excited are we?"
Harry swallowed before shrugging "I know it's supposed to be magical and all but seriously, I knew I was going to get this letter since I was five. I seriously don't want to attend Hogwarts. I would rather attend Durmstrang Institute or ilvermony because of some stupid law I have to attend Hogwarts. The excitement is only for the shopping part."
Charlus ruffled his hair fondly and said "Either ways congratulations on getting in. Now I have a few instructions for you on your shopping trip. As informed yesterday, today is a Wizengamot meeting and we the old people will not be able to make it so you will go with Lucius and Narcissa along with Bellatrix and her husband, and after you come I have a few surprises for you when you return?" Harry gave a simple nod.
"I don't want you to use your trust fund for this. Here" Charlus handed him a large ornate golden key with a P engraved on it. "This is Lord Potter vault. As the primary heir, you have all the rights to use the money inside. I want you to get the best materials alright? You will be representing the House of Potter so only the best, yes?"
"Yes grandfather."
"Stick close to the others and have a great time son. Entering Diagon Ally for the first time as a student is a magical feeling and I want you to enjoy Harry but stay safe alright?" Harry responded simply by hugging his grandfather who chuckled and ruffled his hair "Good lad. Now go get dressed and you can floo over to the Blacks. I'll see you in the evening."
Harry got up and gracefully made his way upstairs, well aware of the proud expressions on his grandparents faces which made his heart swell with joy. He took his time to decide his outfit since he was representing House Potter to the public for the first time and he knew the importance of first impressions.
He selected a dark green shirt with small diamond studded buttons and light cream pants which fit him perfectly since it was tailored for him. He chose a sleek black open dragonhide cloak to complete his attire followed by shiny black shoes. He also wore his heir ring on his right middle finger and his black diamond watch which was a gift from the Malfoys. Overall, he admitted he cut a very good looking figure as he looked at the thankfully non-magical mirror with his tall stature and lean muscles. He combed his jet black hair back in the traditional way, making his glowing green eyes stand out.
As he made his way down, his grandmother squealed and hugged him. "My little man is all grown up. Look at you! You look so very handsome!"
Harry blushed and hugged her back "Thank you grandma. Are you sure you don't want to come with us?"
Dorea stroked his hair back before giving him a smile "I'm sure my dear. We ladies have decided to get together for a small meeting and the Malfoys have promised to take care of you. You have fun and be safe alright? I don't want to hear anything about you Rigel and Draco sneaking off somewhere. Am I a clear young man?" her stern expression in the end did not last long as a smile broke through looking at Harry's too innocent expression.
"You might also run into your parents today Harry. Being the glory hogs they are, I am certain they will be there to strut around like a peacock showing off the Savior. Will you be alright?" Dorea asked concernedly and was rewarded with an eye roll from Harry "Relax grandmother. James and Lily stopped being my parents ages ago. That title goes for you and grandfather only. I'll be fine. I am not interested in talking to them and mainly I doubt they will recognise me "
"I can't help but worry. That's my job Harry. Now off you go. Have a good time!"
"I will! I will give the Savior your love." Harry said with a devious expression as he ran to the floo.
"Harry, don't you dare..." Dorea shouted but it was too late as Harry vanished with a whoosh into the green flames.
Dorea sighed "Who am I kidding? I knew that was going to happen."
Harry appeared in the fireplace of the Black Townhouse and stepped out to greet a bored looking Rigel who immediately brightened up when he saw him. Harry stepped out of the fireplace gracefully before shaking hands with his best friend "Waiting for long?"
"Yeah! It's been like two minutes. Couldn't you get here faster?" Rigel whined and Harry rolled his eyes. "It's exactly 11 you dolt. It would have been rude if I was earlier."
"Right you are Harry. Honestly Rigel, do you pay even a bit of attention in etiquette classes?" Came the resigned voice of his mother, Marlene Black as she looked at her unabashed son. She offered a smile to Harry and said "It's good to see someone paying attention to etiquettes dear. Are you ready to go?"
Harry bowed "Ready to leave Mrs Black."
Marlene rolled her eyes and exasperatedly asked , "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me Mrs Black and start calling me Marlene Harry?"
"At least once more Lady Black." Harry replied with a cheeky smile.
Rigel rolled his eyes as Harry charmed his mother and said "Enough talk. Let's leave!"
Marlene looked up at the roof as if praying for patience and said "Rigel, how many times do I have to repeat myself? You will leave as soon as the rest of them get here."
"But I've been waiting for this day for ages!" Rigel whined.
Harry hid a smile as he watched mother and son bicker waiting for the others to arrive. If not for the love he received from his grandparents, he would have been jealous of the love between Rigel and his mother. 'If I even had met Rigel. Who knows what would have happened to me if not for grandfather and grandmother' Harry thought, a shudder running down his spine.
The fireplace roared and the Malfoy family stepped out looking ready to impress with their silver blonde hair, self-assured smirks and clothes that probably cost a small fortune.
After the necessary greetings, everyone was all set to leave. Narcissa informed them that Bellatrix and her family would join them in the Leaky Cauldron itself rather than floo over twice. "Oh and the Greengrasses won't be making it today. Some family emergency they said."
Rigel volunteered to go first, all but dragging Harry and Draco with him, much to the disapproval of the elders who warned them that they expected better manners from heirs of prominent houses than a common muggle. After much apologies and putting their social masks on, the three heirs stepped inside the large fireplace and screamed "Diagon Alley."
The three boys were whisked away through the floo network and were deposited in a large fireplace in a tavern that was popular among every witch and wizard: Leaky Cauldron, the dingy pub/inn behind which Diagon Alley was hidden.
The three boys stepped out of the fireplace and dusted the ash of their clothes with a stoic expression carefully maintained. They caught the attention of quite a lot of people and a few hags as well who were having breakfast but the three heirs ignored it as they waited patiently for the elders to appear.
Another fireplace next to them roared green and the Lestrange family stepped out. Harry and the rest noticed how the pub immediately fell silent, some even throwing angry or fearful glances at the curly haired Bellatrix Lestrange and her broad shouldered, hard faced husband Rudolphus Lestrange., Harry knew they were irritated.
Harry ,Draco and Rigel bowed similarly but instead said "Uncle."
Rudolphus gave them a crisp nod and a small smile. "Boys. Where are the others?"
"Yet to arrive uncle. Aunt Bella, you look lovely. Purple is surely your color." Rigel said smartly, kissing the offered knuckles of his aunt. Bella laughed and said "The Black family charm is evident, nephew."
Rigel grinned at her
The fireplace roared yet again and the Malfoys stepped out, bringing a wave of whispers to erupt amongst the other patrons which the two families promptly ignored. Draco looked completely at ease, haughty smirk in place and Harry figured he was wearing his mask.
After the two families finished greeting each other, the party set out towards the back while Lucius flicked a knut at a silent Tom the barkeeper for using the portal, which he silently pocketed. As they walked into the back alley, the whispers became louder and louder and the most common word Harry picked up was 'death eaters scum.'
Rudolphous and Lucius didn't even bat an eye as they drew their wands to open the gateway but Harry could see the tenseness in Rudoplhous's shoulders and a tiny glimmer of rage in Bella's eyes. He knew about why it was happening so he thought being quiet is better.
Lucius tapped the bricks in the order and the archway opened to reveal the famed magical ally in Britain. The road was completely filled with witches and wizards in robes, chaotically walking into shop after shop, laughing and generally having a great time.
Harry spotted the snow white Gringotts building at the end of the road which towered over the entire alley. On either side of the cobblestone path, shops were located. Each and every one of them were unique and sold a variety of goods ranging from dress robes to frog eyes.
Harry stepped inside the archway and watched the shops casually as Lucius waved his wand and the bricks reformed back to their wall structure. Harry could spot quite a few children his age looking awed and positively dragging their parents. The group began to walk forward confidently.
"Right." Lucius said walking briskly as he threw a disgusted look at Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions. "We will go to Gringotts first and get our money. Then off to buy you custom made items"
"Even wands?" asked Rigel quietly, throwing a glance at Ollivander which was a few meters away.
Bella snorted and said "No my sweet. You will not be stunting your magic by using wands that are barely attuned to you. No, we will get you all custom made ones that are made specifically for you. Heirs of your standards shouldn't even be seen using those rubbish wands let alone use them."
They reached the marble gates of Gringotts and a pair of goblins in armor and holding axes bowed them inside. The group strolled briskly to an empty teller and Lucius said "Greetings goblin. I would require the services of three tellers to take us down to the Malfoy, and Potter vaults."
The goblin sneered at them and said "Very well, wizard." He then snarled behind him and three goblins came to them. They sneered at them and said "This way."
"Rigel, come with us. Your grandfather has already paid me in advance so you can take the money from the Malfoy vaults itself. Bella and Harry, once you're done, wait for us here so we can all leave together."
They both nodded and followed the assigned goblins. Harry walked through a completely different door than the ones the others used and followed the surly goblin down a pathway. Bright chandeliers hung from the roof, throwing bright light onto the walls that were decorated with paintings showing the various wars the goblins had fought in.
The goblin then led him into another side room and whistled for a cart which took them down the steep tracks and Harry watched disinterestedly as the mines flashed by in a blur as they sped deeper into the ground.
Finally, they came to a stop near an elaborate door with the Potter family crest on it. They got out of the cart and walked towards the large door. The goblin threw him a glance and grunted "Key."
Harry silently handed him the key and the goblin checked the authenticity of the key, stroking the key with a hungry gleam in his eyes that disturbed Harry slightly. Finally, he strolled forward and inserted it into the keyhole and the key was sucked inside.
The goblin invited Harry forward. "Claim your ancestry. Beware, if you're found lying, you won't like what happens next" the goblin finished with a nasty smile.
"What about the key?" Harry asked and the goblin replied "Oh it returns to the head of the house if you stole it from him."
Harry simply gave him a cold look and stepped forward. He placed his hands on the Potter crest, which felt warm to touch as it recognized the family magic in him. "I, Hadrian James Potter" he said with distaste aimed at his middle name, "claim my birthright as primary heir of Potter clan and seek entry into the vault so Mote it be."
There was a blinding flash of light as his heir ring glowed to signify his identity and the vault opened with a loud clunk. The inside of the vault was brightly lit with torches and Harry almost forgot to take a breath.
He now knew why his family was heralded as the richest in their world as he gazed at the enormous treasure piled inside the vault. Gold as far as he could see was piled sky high inside the deep caravan while a smaller pile was dedicated to silver sickles and bronze knuts as well.
Harry walked forward in a daze as he looked at the gigantic fortune his family had built up over the centuries. He walked to the end of the vault and found that there was another vault behind the first one which on one side was further overflowing with gold while another side was dedicated to decorative paintings, ceremonial weapons and expensive looking rugs. He walked towards the paintings and found a few tall chests piled near it which he opened to find it filled with high quality gemstones. (This was not even Half of treasure which Potter clan owned , majority of the treasure was stored in secret vaults in Potter Castle)
The goblin nodded and pulled one from his pockets. "Two galleons."
Harry picked up two gold coins next to him and flicked it at the goblin who caught it deftly. The goblin handed him the moneybag and he started piling as much money as he could.
When he was happy he had enough , he turned to the goblin and threw him a galleon. "For your services."
The goblin gave Harry an ugly full toothed smile and said "My pleasure Heir Potter. If you need anything done in Gringotts, write to Griphook."
Harry nodded and they made their way up towards the surface in a whistling cart. A bumpy ride later, Harry found himself in the lobby, sitting on the lounge sofa alone as the others weren't back yet. Harry relaxed into the soft leather and observed the people inside the bank.
Harry noticed the Malfoys and Lestrange coming his way so he stopped his observation and made his way towards them. "Got everything?" Harry nodded and they made their way out.
They made their way out and walked silently down towards the entrance of Diagon Alley.
Harry could see the hags, going about their business shopping and muttering to each other. He could see a house elf popping away from outside a general store. Creatures and humans intermingled about, peacefully going about their business without bothering each other.
"All questions for later. Let us finish our shopping first." Lucius said hurriedly, as all of them began to open their mouths, no doubt a hundred questions in mind.
"Good suggestion dear." Narcissa smiled winningly at her husband. "Let's finish with robes first as they are the most tedious. Shall we start Bella?"
They made their way to a shop named Twillfit & Tattings which Harry discovered was a high-end clothes shop. They walked inside and a man in very stylish robes greeted them. He bowed to the Lords while kissing the offered knuckles of the ladies. He gave the children a nod and said "Welcome. I am Mr Twillfit and it shall be my honor to help you today. What are you looking for?"
"Five full sets of Hogwarts. Three male. Use only your best materials. Price is of no concern." Cissa said commandingly to which Twillfit nodded and snapped his fingers. At once, five assistants came out and began to measure the heirs individually while taking notes. Bella and Cissa were giving specific instructions about the material to be used, the designs to be added along with the crests which was dutifully noted by Twillfit.
Rudolphous and Lucius watched with silent amusement as the three boys were looking beyond bored as they were pricked, pinned and measured more than ever in life, three boys looked as if they wanted to pull their hair out any minute.
Finally it was over. Harry found himself ordering ten pair of shirts, made of a material called star silk that looked very comfortable and expensive. He would also have six cloaks with the Hogwarts crest for now, which would change after his sorting. He also had the Potter crest next to it, signaling his status as the primary heir to the house. His twin could not wear the crest on his chest since he was not the heir primary and Harry almost cackled with laughter thinking how much it would infuriate the ponce.
He also ordered pants, vests and new shoes. All of them had requested their clothes to be fireproof, waterproof and anti-creasing, Twillfit apologized that their order would take time as the charms had to be weaved through the fabric and promised to owl their orders personally as soon as they were done which was expected to be ready in two days. Harry walked out of the store three thousand galleons poorer.
The children begged to take a small break and the adults reluctantly agreed to it and they made their way into a small café where the kids had ice cream while the adults sipped coffee.
Next stop was Scrivenshafts which sold parchment and quills. Harry bought a strange black quill which caught his fancy, a raven's feather and plenty of inkwells of different colored inks and a few invisible ink as well along with a large amount of parchment for an entire year.
After buying their cauldrons and brass scales, they made their way to Stargazers where Lucius insisted they all buy a fully working model of the galaxy and solar system since it would help them study better and they wouldn't have to memorize the planets and their moons. They also bought high end gold telescopes and a few books on astrology and its applications.
In Sluggers and Jigs, they bought potion ingredients. The store sold almost all the ingredients they required for their first year and Harry bought a few ones that were not mentioned in the list so he could work and brew ahead.
In Mercer's Times, they picked up all the books they required for transfiguration, charms, defense, history, and potions. Harry also grabbed a few additional ones on runes and theory behind wandless magic to check it out.
"Hey Uncle Lucius, these books cost almost twice as the normal ones in Flourish and Blotts. Why is that?" Rigel asked, holding up a leather-bound Fantastic Beast and Where to Find Them written in golden handwriting.
"Ah yes. That's because these books are deluxe editions, sold only in Mercer's. They include additional notes and words from the author. It also looks very good." Lucius said with a smile as he piled all the books onto the counter for billing.
Finally, it was time for something they had been waiting their whole lives: Wands.
Even though all of them had used wands all their lives, the elders had assured them that using their own wands was quite something else. The prospect of being watched to a wand that was made exactly for them excited them all.
They walked towards the end of the street and walked towards a store with a name board as ollivanders. In the display, a single wand was placed on a purple pillow.
They walked inside and a bell rang somewhere inside the gloom of the shop. Harry looked to see a massive counter that dominated the entire shop. The area behind the counter was dark and creepy. He saw a few chairs to his left and a few doors next to it and that was pretty much the entire shop.
"Good afternoon." A soft voice greeted them as he stepped out of the gloom behind the counter. He had eerie, silver luminescent eyes that seemed slightly hazy as he gazed upon the group.
"I am Olivander and I will help you bond with your wands made or ready made" The wandmaker said as he made his way towards them by opening a small door in the counter.
"Bond?" Draco mouthed, looking confused.
"Yes Mister Malfoy. Bond. Contrary to popular belief, a wand is not just a mere tool to do magic. It is a bond between you, your magic and wand. The better suited the wand is for you, the stronger your bond with the wand and the better magic you can do." Olivander said, as he folded his hands behind his back.
"Custom made" Bella told him
"Ok Now, who wants to go first?"
Rigel stepped forward looking determined. Olivander smiled "Well done Mister Black. Now let me explain a few things about wand crafting. A wand usually consists of the casing, core and focus. Each of these element's choices balance each other out. Like, for example" he pointed at Bella. "Bellatrix Lestrange, a powerhouse with a wand with an unnatural talent for curses. Her wand? Walnut, truly lethal in the hands of a gifted soul. Core made of Chimera heartstring, devastating power source in the right hand. The focus, jade to filter and stabilize the excess power. One of my finest creations no doubt."
All of them looked at the wandmaker with awe as he admitted creating Bella's wand. Harry hadn't seen her in action but he had heard enough about her talent with the wand in the dueling circuit to know that his honorary aunt was considered as one of the most dangerous women alive.
"Now Mister Black, head inside this room. Don't worry, just allow your magic to spread and it will do the rest. Off you go." Olivander said, gently leading Rigel inside one of the doors Harry had noticed. Rigel gulped but made his way inside and Olivander closed the door.
Rigel stepped out a few minutes later, holding two blocks of wood. He handed them to the wandmaker who smiled at him and said "A typical Black. Yew and ebony. Sheer, raw powerful woods to match your magic. Now go inside and find your cores."
Rigel vanished inside another door and reappeared again with a few glass vials in his hands which he carefully handed to the wandmaker. Olivander gave him a curious look and said " Thunderbird tailfeather, acromantula venom and raven feather. A dark affinity no doubt but certainly not evil. I can sense that this will make a very powerful wand Mister Black. A Powerful wand for a powerful wizard."
Rigel looked pleased at his words and was asked to choose the final part of his wand, a focus stone for which he chose a diamond.
Draco went next and his wand would be made of hawthorn and ivy and core with a single dragon heartstring core. He was also matched with a topaz as focus.
Finally it was Harry's turn. He walked inside the dark room and Olivander closed the door behind him plunging him into the darkness. Harry took a deep breath as he steadied his mind and unleashed a small tendril of magic outwards and observed his surroundings. He felt himself being drawn to three woods which he carefully picked up and walked outside.
He handed the three blocks to Olivander who lost his smile slightly. "Elder, from a particularly old tree, yew and rowan. Such conflicting woods you have chosen Mister Potter. You see, elders, if chosen at all, are mostly taken by people who have darkness in their hearts. Yew is almost always never chosen by the weaker ones and always bonds well with people who are ambitious and have a vision. Rowan on the other hand, bonds only with people of pure heart. I will have exceptional fun creating your wand. Now go and find your cores. I am positive it will be exceptional as well."
Hearing this, Harry felt a shiver down his spine. How could the old wandmaker tell so much about his personality just by judging three blocks of food. Harry was more shaken that he was completely right. He had literal darkness in him, a manifestation of the powers he controlled over shadows. He, more than anything, wanted to outshine his brother and prove how wrong his parents were to abandon him. If that didn't count as ambition, Harry would eat that Yew block of wood. He didn't know much about the 'pure-heart' but he supposed it was somewhat true.
He took a deep breath and repeated the process of sending his magic out and he got four callings this time. He carefully picked up the vials and made his way outside where everyone was waiting eagerly for him. He handed the materials to Olivander and watched as he became very excited.
"You may be one of the most unique people to ever be crafted by me. This.." he held up a vial of sickly black substance that seemed to swirl inside "..is Dementor's blood. Highly dark, dangerous and possibly one of the most powerful, if rarely used cores in wandlore. This.." pointing to a vial with a few strands of hair inside "..is Rougarou hair strand. Another dark creature. Capable of very strong magic."
By now, everyone inside the shop were looking at Harry with various degrees of awe which made him uncomfortable but Harry brought his shield up as he listened to the wandmaker with an expressionless face.
Olivander held up another vial with hair strands inside. "Thestral tail hair. Has an affinity to death." Olivander paused as he considered something. "Actually many components of your wand share an affinity to death. Elder, yew, Thestral hair. Such a curious selection. Moving on," he pointed to a jar with a bright red and orange feather. "phoenix tail feather. Affinity to light and purity."
"Last but not the least, I need you to select a focus for me, Mister Potter and I shall get to work immediately. Go on." Harry went inside the last door to find a shelf with all kinds of gemstones. Unlike the previous two rooms, this one was brightly lit.
He gazed at the stones, waiting for a sign but he went through the first row without success. He gazed at the next row and suddenly felt a small tug at his magic looking at a red stone which sparkled in the light. He grabbed that stone and made his way outside and handed it to Olivander.
"Interesting choice once again. This is red beryl or red emerald as it is also called and is one of the rarest gemstones on this planet and has the potential to focus immense magical energy. This is the only specimen I have with me, but judging by the materials of your wand, I am delighted to use it, Mister Potter."
Olivander looked at the others and said "I will begin crafting your wands immediately. The four of you can collect yours tomorrow by midday while I will require an additional two days to craft Mister Potter's. Also, I usually charge 100 galleons per wand and require the first half of the installment before crafting. Insurance, I'm sure you understand..."
Lucius and Bella nodded and paid the money and when Harry was about to pay, Olivander shook his head. "I will charge you your full amount when you collect the wand Mister Potter. Considering the volatile and conflicting materials, along with the pricelessness of the red beryl, it will cost you more. But I will assure you, the price won't cross a thousand galleons regardless of the price of the materials.
Harry would have paid a million galleons for his wand but he simply nodded and said "Very well Mister Ollivander. I shall be here with my grandfather in three days. I cannot wait for my new wand."
"It will be a work of art. Now I must figure out the architecture of the cores. Good day everyone." Olivander said, hurriedly bowing them out of his shop with an excited smile on his face.
"That was fun." Rigel exclaimed before he rounded up on Harry and exclaimed "Harry, you've got to let me try your new wand once you get it. Please man!"
Bella rolled her eyes and said "I doubt it would even spark for you Rigel. Harry's wand seems to be highly tuned just for him and I don't want you to get injured by misusing such a strong wand."
"I'm now sure it'll be even harder to beat Harry now." Draco's face palmed and everyone laughed.
Harry and the group made their way back towards the entrance to the Diagon alley when they heard a commotion of a big crowd gathered around, chattering excitedly. A squat witch holding a cauldron, with a live chicken inside it which was squawking indignantly, rushed past them knocking into Harry knocking him down. The witch looked down at him, gave him a big toothy smile and yelled "Get us lad. Get up quick otherwise you won't be able to see Thomas Potter."
She started to offer her hand to pull him up but quickly shrunk back as the glares of the rest of the group fell on her. Harry pulled himself to his feet and waved off the stuttering apologies of the fat witch who hurried away as quickly as she could. Harry dusted himself off muttering "Stupid git isn't even here near me and I'm already being pushed down by his rabid fans. Stupid people and their savior."
Lucius cast a distasteful look at the excited mob and said "Let us be off before we get trampled by these uncivilized buffoons." Rudolphous looked around and grunted "Looks like they're all heading towards the entrance. We have no choice but to head towards them."
The group made their way forward, with the crowd keeping a clear distance from them as they saw the extremely annoyed look on Lucius's face and the dangerous glint in Bella's eyes. They made their way down the alley and found a huge crowd in front of the entrance, before whom they stood...
"The ponce who lived along with James and Lily Potter." Harry sneered and even Bella was taken aback at the venom in his tone but did not reprimand him for his language.
They watched as the golden family waved at the excited crowd, as photographers and journalists pushed their way forward towards them. The crowd quietened down as James Potter raised his hands for silence before drawing his wand and cast something at Thomas's throat.
"Greetings everyone. I am Thomas Charlus Potter and it is so good to meet all of you finally. I have been dreaming of this moment ever since I was able to remember and bear the expectations of being your savior and the love you have for me has shocked me into silence."
The crowd roared its approval and Harry had to hand it to his twin. He sure knew how to lay it down thick. Thomas cleared his throat and his amplified voice echoed all around the alley and the crowd quietened down again.
"I would like to thank you all for this love and support you have so generously given me and I shall always strive to keep it. I would like to thank each and every one of you who sent me gifts and wishes on my birthdays and other holidays, you guys made my day each year and finally I would like to thank you for acknowledging me as your savior from the murdering Dark Lord."
Lucius and Rudolphous flinched instinctively and Bella looked murderous as the crowd went ballistic at the final statement. Harry vowed to enquire about that as soon as they got home. Rigel meanwhile couldn't help but snort at the statement. "As if the idiot dueled the Dark Lord and killed him to protect the people. IT probably was a fluke."
James Potter canceled the charm and he pointed it to his own throat and cast the sonorous charm. "Thank you for those words Thomas. Wow, I can't believe my little boy has grown up" flashing his trademark grin which made the ladies sigh and the men laugh. "Today's a very special day to my family and I request you to please allow us and our friends" he gestured behind him to a group of redheads which Harry realized were the Weasleys, along with a trio of brown haired people who had gone completely unnoticed by the crowd "the privacy to shop peacefully. Although, I wouldn't say no to a few autographs." He finished with a wink making everyone laugh and Rigel to sigh.
Lily Potter laughed and slapped her husband's arm playfully before putting her hands and kissed him on his cheek before murmuring something into his ear, well aware of the camera clicking pictures away.
Harry now understood why Lily Potter was regarded as one of the most beautiful woman in their world, looking at her vibrant red hair, dazzling green eyes which were eerily similar to his own, and a curvy, fit body in designer robes, she looked gorgeous in the afternoon sun, kissing her supposedly 'only' son in public. Harry had no doubt it would be on the front page of Witch Weekly's next edition's cover and at least the second page of Daily Prophet tomorrow.
Harry observed his parents after years of being apart from them. The decade had been very kind on them, both looking very good holding their only "son's" shoulder as they smiled brilliantly at the cameras.
Harry decided he had inherited the best of James and Lily and compared himself to be far luckier than his twin. He had James's strong build and his dashing good looks while he had his mother's eyes and smooth hair which helped him tame his black Potter hair very well.
His twin had his mother's willowy figure and his father's hazel eyes and messy hair. Comparing them both, Harry could easily pass off as his father's twin, minus the eyes and smoother hair while his twin looked relatively like the both of them.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Harry suddenly felt sick. Here were his parents, so close to him, yet they remained ignorant of him. Years of resentment at being ignored and passed over for his more famous twin suddenly washed over him and Harry couldn't take it anymore. Harry put on a glamor charm which changed his looks for which everyone understood as they had planned to keep Harry away and in secret from their parents.
He wanted to hurt them but not with curses. Oh no, he knew exactly where it would hurt the 'golden family' and that was being embarrassed in front of their beloved fans. The shame and embarrassment would live longer than the pain of any curse and it wouldn't allow them to play victim and increase their fame even more. With a wicked grin, Harry raised his hands slightly while concentrating on the part of him that controlled the element of shadow and called "Obey me"
Instantly, the shadows formed from the mass of people seemed to thicken and sway, responding to his command "wE obEy mastEr."