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Harry sat on the exam table waiting; the other adults in the room waited the same as Andromeda read through the opcec results and organized it in her head. it seemed odd to him his aunt seemed concerned about the results...most likely because it very well might list out the result of how his aunt and uncle raised (abused) him. although the effects have been cured from madame Pomfrey healing his quidditch injuries Harry felt that that test might also list out concussions.

finally Andromeda spoke "hmmmm yes harry who ever got ahold of you tried to tie your noodle into a knot.

no less than 16 compulsions, to obey authority, to not seek advice, to not trust all but a few indiscernible adults. to slack off and to ignore your studies. there were more but you get the picture to make sure you learn as little as possible and not trust those around you unless your told to trust them. these were cast by at least 3 different people one was a ranked ametuer most likely a student like yourself self but one of them was professional and knew quite well what to do and how to apply the compulsions, ide need to turn this into the WCPO and let them do an investigation. you need warrants to sample a person's magical signature and have it be admissible as evidence before the wizengamot. most of these had been overpowered by your magic and were dormant and ineffective but still present. they would have been a first Instinct that you had to ignore rather than an ongoing drive to force your actions, this is because of your magical strength.

let's see wherrrr... ah!

you had 6 potions lingering in your system 4 of them could be medicinal if you had any extreme or traumatic events happen the last weeks of school?" Harry quickly nods. " A calming drought, dreamless sleep memory suppression potion, and ...DEAR ME! The pheonix revival elixir!"

she stares incredulous at harry.

"harry what happened at that school?"

"errrrr... Professor quirell who was possessed by the wraith of Voldemort was trying to steal something from dumbledore and to make a long story short I stoped him and killed him due to some magical protection my mother left on me before she died."

"..."

"..."

"..."

all three adults stared at him open mouthed shocked and appalled by how harry so casually mentioned he had killed some one.

"...ok...OK well. we'll circle back to that Ina minute when my head processes that. ummm..right. so. compulsions potions... ok so 4 medicinal definitely there was one fire suppression potion?" that was linked to the whole Quirrell thing" Harry quickly injected"

"and a long-term loyalty potion judging by the sheer presence of this position it is dosed to tou regularly. wich for anyone outside your family dosing such a potion is illegal,and especially to a minor so I'm going to have to report that as well to the.. wcpo. other than that there are a few minor spell effects but nothing I can see as possibly malicious. all of those compulsions effective, active, or dormant are illegal and will go to build the case my husband is working for you.

now that that is out of the way Harry and we finally know each other, why don't you come to dinner with my family one day this weekend you have a cousin, Nymphadora Tonks she graduated 2 years ago now but I bet she'd absolutely love meeting you.

her only other cousin is a stuck up snobb ..he's about your age come to think of it. all well it we haven't seen him since he was born so it doesn't matter.

what do you say? dinner Saturday at 6?"

"that sounds amazing it will be good to actually meet relatives even distant ones." harry smiles brightly at this plan.

"excellent you can tell me all about this unpleasant event at hogwarts how ever I suggest you tell Ted first tomarow.

why didnt you bring this up to him before?"

I don't know I guess it didn't seem important.

"hmph! I thought so, one of your compulsions to downplay or keep silent about your troubles" This would affect everything from not understanding course work and not asking for clarification to down lying an extremely dramatic even as disinterested and unimportant."

" oh..." Harry replied sadly

"why would Dumbledore or who ever did this, DO this?"

secrets, power, lies, a mix, or all three the motivation of those who do wrong are sometimes unclear. sometimes people are just broken and can't tell that their actions hurt people and sometimes people simply don't care that their actions hurt people because they get what they want out of the equation." Andromeda leans against the small desk in the room.

for example my sisters. both my sisters joined the darkside, Bella my older sister joined becuase she could do what she wanted it just so happened that what she wanted to do was to hurt people.

my younger sister Narcissa joined becuase she and her husband got what THEY wanted. power, enfluence, wealth.

both joined an evil organization for their own benefit and I'm sure they both thought they were doing good all the while."

"well Harry it was lovely to finally meet you Ill see you on Saturday. I'll not keep you any longer, nor can I, I have many patients to see and your apointment took much longer than expected so I must go attend to the others. good bye for now." and with that she walked out.

" well said Ted come on then, I'll escort you out and take you home Petunia. and then me and Harry will go back to my office and he can yell me about anything he can remember that might burn Dumbledore's whiskers."

with that, they set out and left the hospital. after a short and braving squeeze through a garden hose that left his aunt gagging again but just left him winded they were back at privet drive just as Vernon pulled up from work. before another altercation could issue however Mr. Tonks grabbed harry twisted on the spot and off they were again coming into existence in Ted's office.

"WHAT IS THAT!" Harry gasped out. sick of the sudden teleportation he stares at the older man in exasperation

"apparition" Ted said simply. "its a highly advanced magical skill. simply put it's the aability to dematerualize from one place and materialize instantly in another. it's incredibly difficult only about 12 in every 30 wizards can aparate and only 7 of those 12 can do so with regular success most people really only learn to apparate tonand from work and home, you have to visualize perfectly the place you want to go. You have to not only be insanely competent but also confident. one second guess during the event might result in what's known as splinching. leaving a part of yourself behind.

I defended a case just last month where a kid who was in the process of going to apparition classes was doing to mental exercises recommended and then sneezed and accidentally released his magic and aparated clear to the middle of a muggle street full of people and he splinched himself as well, he left his nose an ear and 4 fingers behind. he was charged with apparition without a license and muggle baiting but I was able to clear him of all charges he was a muggle born it's a harder concept for us starting out so I understood not only what happened but why it happened and I was able to persuade the wizengamot to see my way of things."

Ted said all this smiling reminiscently.

"well" said Harry " I can't say I'm very much of a fan my self."

"nooo you wouldn't be alone plenty of people who are capable don't bother with it they prefer the floo or broomsticks. slower but safer."

"how old do you have to be to apparate or get a license?" asked harry

"17 when magicals " come of age."

Ted did air quotes.

"So all that aside tell me Harry about these mysterious events at Hogwarts this year. that were oh so not important."

And so Harry spent the next hour detailing the events of his first year. from killing a troll to save a girl and then befriending her. about breaking school rules and accidentally finding fluffy. about how Hermione and his imaginations were captured trying to figure out what the giant dog was guarding. Harry explained about Norbert about his detention in the forest and coming across the thing that fed on unicorns. he explained, still in quiet reverence the mirror and how dumbledore explained its powers to him. he told Ted about his scar and how it started to hurt him at odd times and his suspicions of Snape. of the countless hours spent trying to find Nicholas Flamel after Hagrid had let the name slip, and the discovery of the sorcerer's stone. about a choking plant, flying keys, a concussed troll, a chess match and a friend's sacrifice and the cleverness of a girl and her defeat of logic. and then about that final confrontation. the words. the desperation. the pain and waking up in the hospital wing and Dumbledore explaining how he had nearly died as a result of the confrontation.

"but wait a minute. all of that and you leave out your snake friend? come now where does she fit in." Ted asks egregiously.

"Smara? that's really not as interesting a story as your probably thinking it is. I met her by chance a few nights after Christmas. the night after Dumbledore told me how to use the mirror. I was wandering around under the invisibility cloak and I could here her sliding around the pipes complaining about the cold and not geting enough to eat. though she just ate someones cat she was complaining that it hardly registered as a snack. no idea who's no one ever put up a notice about a missing cat that I know of. anyway I was... I don't know fascinated? enthralled? I couldn't help but follow the voice and when I followed and came to this bathroom and then to a sink in the bathroom and she cuaght on that I was following her at that point I was shouting trying to get the voices attention but i think she tunew out the rest of the school after near a millenia of having no one to talk to. anyway she told me how to open the hidden passage that the sink hid and when I did she came out.

a truly massive head and the upper portion of a snake."


"morsssel! can you hear my vvoice"

"y-y-yes ma'am."

"mannersss!" the massive snake made a noise akin to smooth Rock sliding across ice.

"you are a ssspeaker it hasss been many yearrss sssinccce I lassst met one of your kiiind."

Harry ment to ask what the snakesnname was but it came out " w-what a-are y-you?" another round of the skittering sound followed the question.

"I? morsssel? have the ssstandards fallen sssooo low in my father's absencccce that my sspeciesss isss unkown?

Harry realizing he was being chastised by the enormous serpent stammered out his own deffence. "well I-i wasn't raised magic I was brought up by my aunt and uncle and their both muggle the muggle world doesn't have snakes your size."

"hmmmmm mugglebooooorn. my father would not liike you how issss it you have his giiift this ssssnakesss tongue of yourssss?

Harry relaxing somewhat sensing that he wasn't in immediate danger other than this snake having the same domineering presence as professor McGonagall.

"I'm not muggle born? my father was from an old Wizarding family my name is Harry Potter."

"potter? my father had a coussssssin whose name was potter how he HATED him."

"why are you doing that? hissing on any s in a word. he smiles trying to put on a friendly demeanor you sound ridiculous.

the huge snake hissed at him opening her jaws to show huge teeth the size as sabers.

" DO NOT THINK TO INSULT ME MORSEL!!! I AM THE QUEEN OF ALL SERPENTS." she snapped her jaws together near inched from his face cuase harry to fall back on his rear end

"once there was a time when wizards of all ages and backgrounds were smart enough not to anger the basilisk".

"I apologize great queen I ment no offense it's just I have talked to 3 snakes before you and none of then speak like that .

"i am unusssed to ssssspeaking ssssuch asss we are. and my mind issssss still foggy after the lassssst ssssspeaker came. he forcccced our bond and hisssss absencccce dragssss at my mind.

she sits silent for a minute

"would you help me ssssspeaker? the fractured bond with the broken one tears at my mind and I dislike being as I am."

"of course. what do you need."

"my name is sssssmaragaid Ssssssslytherin. firssssst duaghter and firsssssst bonded and Ssssalazzzzar Sssssslytherin. and I wiiiiissshhh to bond with you ssssspeaker it would free me from the broken onessss pale influenccceeeee."

"how do I do that? how do we bond?"

"do you have a flassssk young one?"

Harry quickly seashells the pockets of his school robes but can find nothing his pockets for once were empty.

"no smaragain. I am only a first year I don't carry potion equipment on me."

the snake stills looking at the floor deep in thought for a minute. before she raises her selve completely from the pip she resided as her head disappeared down the pipe she called to harry.

"sssstay hereeee."

she retreats down the hole in the floor revealing a long deep and dark tunnel.

she was going for several minutes but then returned and deposited a small bronze goblet covered in thick saliva in his hands.

"here carefull with thissss it wasssss my fathersssss. you need to drink my sssaliva mixxxed within my vvvenom."

she places a fang in the cup and seems to scrunch her face and a thick green liquid shoots from her fang.

" dont worry it sssshould not harm a sssssspeaker. though ide wait till you are enssscccconccccced in your bed for it will most likely knock you out for sssseveral daysssss.


Harry went on to explain how he drunk the horrid concoction and simply slept for 2 days after."didn't anyone ask questions as to where ypu were? or come looking for you" Ted asked puzzled.

"McGonagall did, but I was the only one in gryffindor tower that stayed at Christmas I just told her I wasn't feeling well when she managed to wake me up, and that when I'm sick I just sleep alot; wich is true product of not having adults care for me when I was sick growing up. she had some house elves bring me some meals." harry explained this in a tired and withdrawn voice.

"hmm Alright Mr.Potter, I think it's time we got you off home I've got all I need from you today."

later that day after a short apparition to Privet drive, Harry sat at the desk in his room penning a letter to Hermione granger, his best friend and academic rival.

hey Hermione,

it's been very hectic since my last letter. how is nice? I bet France would be a blast to visit one day.though I'll have to bring you along when I go I don't doubt that you know all the best spots to be and see.

anyway my lawyer an interesting older man by the name of Ted tonks, hes actually related to me it turns out, his wife was my dads cousin and apparently aside from my aunt is my closest living blood relative im habe dinner with them this saturdy.

mr. tonks has set a date to my emancipation hearing with the wizengamot. I hope you can make it there at least for moral support, I'de ask for a testimony on my behalf but I don't think the word of an underage witch is going to sway any hearts or minds I either direction.

have you started that essay for Snape yet? I finished my first outline and I still need to add half a foot of length to reach requirement I suppose I'll need to go to diagon ally for more refference material. knowing you it wont be a problem for you but how he can expect eleven year Olds to know enough about nightshade to write a 2 foot essay about it. still I suppose we do have all summer to add to it and research. have you heard from ron this summer yet im sorry to say i havnt really tgought much about him since schopl let put hes a fine bloke and all but i cant really see our friendship going much further unless he matures amd gets more serirous about his learning, I have a feeling that with voldemort out there I'll have to know as much as possible just to stay alive and even more if i want to actually beat him.

hoping to hear from you soon ,

Harry potter


it was Friday before he knew it. not much had gone on the dursleys had locked him in his room when he was in the house but yesterday he had woken up close to 5 am and had simply dressed and left bringing Smara with him and he roamed around little whinging telling Smara about groeing up there.he had returned to number 4 shortly before dark ate the meager meal his aunt gave him though it seemed he got a larger portion than usual.

he wasn't sure what today had in store for him the last note he had received from Mr. Tonks had spoken about a development but that they'd discuss it after dinner on Saturday. he wished that Hermione was back in the country he could go see her its be a nice break. he'd almost finished all his summer work the Information on nightshade was actually found on a broader read through of 1000 magical herbs and fungi not just the poison section. he'd blown through the transfiguration essay just on memory and the charms assignment took seemingly no time at all its had been a very busy but dull Wednesday. all in all he was 2 weeks into his summer holiday and couldn't wait for the next week to pass he was anxious to be rid of Privet drive.

"so your highness what should we do today?"

"we should find you some real food instead of the pittance these filthy muggles give you, I can feel your hunger morsel you can not hide it from our bond, I do not understand why you will not let me grow to my proper size so that I may eat the fat one.

he will keep me full for a year."

"NO! Smara,uncle vernon is why to gristle for you he'd Give you indigestion, besides as much as I HATE them all I don't want them dead."

"we should find you a meal."

Harry sits and thinks for a minute deciding a course of action.

"well well need to go to London to go to gringots so I can charge out some gallions for pounds. we should get now the Knight bus is always busy in the morning.

a few minutes later harry is dressed and out the door and he's standing on the edge of the car park. when his aunt steps out.

"Boy, where are you going?" Petunia asked shortly.

"London I'm going g to get some money so I can actually get a good meal this week Smara said I'm looking peaky." at this smara raised her head amd hissed at Petunia.

"EEEP! EHH. er ummm yes well do becarefull.

and bring milk ill need it for tonights dinner."

yes aunt petunia"

"how are you getting to london? you can't appatate? can you?

at this Harry smiled and simply stuck out his wand hand and seemly harry disappeared right into the open street.

close the fifteen minutes later Harry was dropped off at the leaky cauldron. as he stepped un people shouted his name amd were about to approach him but the first patrons saw Smara wrapped tightly around his arm and shoulders, and that seemed to dissuade most people though not all, Tom, the barman would never be turned away from greeting a costumer especially harry at least in his limited experience

"good day Mr. Potter good day. heading tgrough?" Tom asked looking rather happy to help him in anyway he could.

"not right now no I was going to go get some gallions changed to pounds so I could eat but I forgot about this place" harry smiles at the toothless old man.

"so what are you serving today I havnt had a good meal in days." ahh, excellent Mr.potter most excellent I can whi you up most anything in a jiffy what would you like?"

"how about a full english?"

"easy enough Mr. potter I'll have it pot soon. what about your friend there?" he stills pointing at Smara.

Tom doesn't even blink at the short exchange in parstlemouth as harry asks her.

"she said unless you have a guineapig or other large rodent shell wait untill I can get her something more fresh than bar food."

a short hiss followed cuaseing harry to quirk an eye brow at the snake.

"no offense of course" harry translated again

"no rodents miss I apologize, no offense taken, none at all"

tom scurries off probably to make carries food, leaving Harry to find a seat, which he does in a lonesome corner half removed from the other patrons around him. it was a short while later as Harry sat discussing practical uses for transfiguration with Dedalus Diggle after the man got over the shock of seeing the snake wrapped around Harry the man approached and began a conversation with Harry as he ate and just continued after.for the first time, Harry felt like he belonged to the wider Wizarding community and not just a spectacle.

after his lunch, he decided to indeed go to Diagon Ally and so first stopped at gringotsnand pulled out several hundred galleons as well as converted 100 galleons to 1000 pounds all kept in his brand new magically expanded bag. Harry first stopped by the magical menagerie to inquire what he should buy for Smara as a feeder animal. that was a stunningly awkward conversation as he had never attempted to be so bla-sé about intentionally killing something before.

the shop clerk very nearly ran out of the shop when she noticed Smara as she instantly recognized what the seemingly small serpent was.

"PLEASE.WAIT." Harry held his hand out to stop the store clerk.

"Please, she won't hurt you. I promise my name is Harry Potter."

this seemed to get the woman's attention, and she stopped.

"Young man, do you have any idea what that thing is you have wrapped around your neck like a scarf?" she asked, incredulous.

" Of course I do. why"

"My boy, that is a basilisk, not some garden snake you show off to your friends. my word. How are you-we are not dead?"

"Smara is not some mindless beast intent on killing and destruction." her eyes don't kill because she has her inner eyelids covering her eyes."

"Amazing, inner eyelids, you say? Young man would you permit me to study your basilisk not much is known of the species it seems the creation of this animal is highly highly illegal One has the proper permissions on the British Isles I don't think."

"Well, that.not a problem. Smara is around 1000 years old. She was created by Salazar Slytherin. you know that reminds me I need to have Smara registered with the ministry."

the shop owner seems to steady herself. "ok, well, what do you need for your friend there?

"I just Ned to know what would be best to feed her. everything I ask her, she says she can hunt for herself or "your enemies"

"You said she's 1000 years old? she seems no larger than what the hatchlings are. reported as.

"That's because of our bond she's my. familiar and used my magic to shrink down. she's about 60 feet long."

well for her current size, if eating in this size will sustain her?" The owner throws Smara a curious look and branches somewhat when. Smara nods back at her. "then ide recommend guineapigs or something of similar size just the garden variety non-need for magical animals ide say...you know lad it might behoove you to sell her venom amd of she's lost Any fangs to sell those as well basilisk ingredients are some of the most expensive for the venom youde probably receive 100 galleons per ounce."

"I'll consider it, but it's Smaras' decision in the end.

do you sell guinea pigs, or do I need to go to a muggle shop?

"Oh yes dear, I do no worries. Keep them in the back with the rest of the feeder animals. would she like 1 or 2."

after a short exchange, Harry indicates 2 would be sufficient, and the poor things never made it out of the shop. smaransaid she would need to nap for a while after, and the shop owner was kind enough to volunteer an out-of-the-way window sill with plenty of sunlight. Harry saying good bye to smara so she could nap while the shop owner started to draw her and take measurements and scans (all with Smara's consent). he walked out and to other shops nearby by ilops Owl Imporium, Frank's curiosity ( a magical equipment and antique shop, stem and stow a large shop that sold stationary and other writing supplies, and of course florist and blots.Harry needed to buy a collection of good reference books for the coming years as well as a few in-depth how-to books on potion things from his grad level to above master class and a handy boon on advanced ingredient preparation and potion brewing. (apparently, a simple thing like an anticlockwise stir in between a group of clockwise stirs could speed up the brewing and mixing processes without damaging the potions, who knew?)and finally, to tappings trappings an amazing store that sold every type of luggage known to wizards, there Harry bought 2 magically expanded and Featherlite trunks that boasted as being mobile libraries each monogrammed one with HP the other with HG. as a birthday gift for Hermione, whom no doubt has more books than space, he only had a small collection of books and even he had been running low and where to put these often, massive tomes.

with all his purchases in his trunk, he went back to retrieve smara, and within an hour, he was back in his room at Privet drive, satisfied with the days activities. Smara(still sleeping) was curled underneath his blankets as he himself drifted off to sleep.