A/N: Hello everyone and welcome to another chapter.
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Kairan1979: Thank you so much for the reviews! Yes everyone knows about the Chamber incident and the attack from the Death Eaters. I hope you're enjoying the story so far! Dobby is the reward for freeing Dobby from the Malfoys and he will be making many appearances throughout the story! Also in regards to the puberty perk, Harry has chosen to not only succeed where he failed but also try and succeed where he never really strove to go to before. He wants to lead a vibrant dating life, and if offered an opportunity to have puberty only last one summer, most people would have taken it. He also did not have many perk points left, so opted for that one over the other presented options at the time. I hope this helps answer your question.
NikoS90: Thank you for the review! I'm glad you're enjoying them. I always love the spontaneous laughter that can come from reading a good portion of any story and hope to provide many such instances for you as well as any future readers. I'll try to keep that tradition strong in future perks as well!
And away we go.
Chapter 9: Decorating, Doing, Dining, and Dancing.
Harry Potter sat comfortably at the edge of the dock, feet in the water, watching the sun creep below the horizon in the distance. The sky seemed almost painted in hues of red, yellow, orange and hints of purple. His belly felt full from the supper at the Davis's. This summer has been going extremely well.
Harry had returned from what had been intended as merely a visit for afternoon tea that had turned into a lesson on horseback riding, a date with Tracey Davis of all people, and a wonderful supper that had Harry in the good graces of both Davis parents. Life was good.
And to top it off Hedwig had returned with word from McGonagall, his tests were set to be taken at the end of the week. Once he passed those Harry would be able to qualify for taking multiple classes and hopefully getting the experience and skills he needed for a new stock in life. He had omitted Muggle Studies in his request unlike he remembered Hermione doing in his alternate life, but it would still be a solid work load. It was the thought of this work load that made Harry sigh and stand up.
Relaxing and watching the sun set at his new home was nice, but it didn't get anything done. And there was so much that needed to be done.
***Break***
A checklist is what he needed, Harry thought to himself as he made his way through the sitting room and into his study. He had already visited his Potions Lab in the basement and found it to be spectacular, the Ritual Room as he called it was bare mostly and Harry looked forward to preparing some of the enchants that he wanted once he figured out how to use the damn thing. The indoor pool that was tucked away was surprisingly large and he intended on using it quite a bit in the future, especially during the winter as the room had temperature controls. His Loom was set in a side room, near the rear of the home and looked intimidating with how many tools and bolts of cloth were in the room. That would be a fun side project once he got the hang of refining his Raw Acromantula Silk. He almost had too much to do and Harry was worrying that he put too much on his plate.
The Tannery was set away from the home, down towards the water but on a level ground so anything that got on the ground didn't run the risk of contaminating his water and had extensive Runes set up in the framing of the almost lean-to style of the building that helped prevent the smells from going much further than the edge of the work area, his Blacksmith area that was attached to the side of the Tannery was supposedly well appointed but Harry had no idea what to do in there yet. He looked forward to finding out though.
His Dueling Platform had gotten a few spells thrown in it almost immediately, and Harry was very happy with the ward schemes built into the walls that absorbed most of the extra magic from the spells that hit it and fueled the wards of the home as well. Probably wouldn't take high end magic, but for practicing aim and combinations it was a fantastic set-up that he could see getting a fair bit of use.
The Mechanic's Shed that he had requested was a bit of a conundrum, he had been dragged along with Vernon to get the oil changed in the car a few times and thought he knew what to expect in that area but the sheer amount of tools and equipment were… daunting. Harry hoped that with a little practice and exploiting his Gamer advantages though that he would be tinkering in no time. Mr. Weasley would probably have a stroke just walking in there as Dobby had outdone himself with the equipment.
The study though, Harry thought as he flopped into his seat, was amazing. Dobby had thrown it in after inquiring where the Study would be in the architectural plans, Harry still remembered the squeak of disbelief when Harry said he didn't have one in the plans. "That will not do, Master Harry!" Dobby had exclaimed, and with very little input had put together a proper Master's Study for him. The room had an ornate desk, a leather armchair that Harry occupied behind it, 3 chairs in front of the desk arranged to allow any visitors to give their full attention to Harry. Along the wall was a bookshelf that had books on accounting, estate management, journals of successful leaders. There was a globe that doubled as a liquor compartment with a few rare bottles. Tucked into the drawers of the impressive desk were everything needed for entertaining high end visitors, along with the family ledgers and various logistical needs for the Potter name.
Overall the room was designed to intimidate and impress, while providing a functionality to Harry that he didn't realize he even needed. Namely there was a large painting that could be flipped into a blackboard for jotting down notes or in this case checklists along the wall, and it was where the Ward Book was kept for admitting people past the wards. He had already added the Weasleys all, the Grangers, McGonagall, Remus (though Remus didn't know this yet), Sirius, and Dumbledore. Harry had hesitated a bit at Dumbledore, memories of the schemes and machinations of the old man rearing their head, but knew that it would be ill advised not to have the man's questionable help readily available in case of emergency.
Ding! Skill Unlocked! Logistics has increased by 1! It is now 3!
Logistics had been a fun unlock that Harry had received almost immediately upon reviewing his ledgers that had a magical link to his records at the Ministry as well as Gringotts. It was a skill that assisted in planning and managing, and worked so extremely well with his Intelligence score that Harry had been very tempted to dump points straight into it. Luckily the very skill in question saved him from that mistake as he realized that it would level up on its own quite easily when he was doing tasks just as he was now.
Harry had a long list of things to do at the moment, and the list seemed to grow more often than it shrinked, but it needed to be kept straight and orderly if he was to have any hope of completing it. On this list were things like learn Blacksmithing, get an outfit for the date, pick the swatches for Dobby to decorate the bedrooms with, and in adorable block letters at the bottom right of the board Dobby had been sure to write REMEMBER TO EAT just in case Harry had forgotten. It still made Harry chuckle a bit when he read it.
***Break***
Completing tasks on this list proved almost as fun as putting them up on the board, as Dobby would happily cross it off of the list for him once the task was completed. He could hear the excitable Elf upstairs, moving furniture and magicking the fabrics into the styles that Harry had selected from the offered swatches. Maybe he should get a companion Elf for Dobby, and this too made it onto the board that was swiftly becoming filled.
Dancing lessons. That was an interesting list item but one that Harry knew couldn't be avoided as it had heavy connotations on his date with Tracey that was just around the corner. Grabbing his shoulder bag Harry glanced over the room once more before tapping the Rune scheme that dimmed the lights and exiting the room. He had a muggle dance studio already arranged for lessons.
Heading right out of the room Harry headed to the sitting room that was off of the entry, where the Floo connection was set up. A pinch of powder had him off to the Leaky and quickly into the muggle world where he was able to make it to the dance studio with little issue. His outfit was loose but stylish, suited for dancing without looking ridiculous on him.
The dance studio was small but had a fair amount of attendees ranging from a few years below Harry to almost triple his age. Perfect, he would not look too out of place here. He just hoped that he did not make a fool of himself. The instructor was a slight blonde, who had the beginnings of laugh lines showing on her face, who seemed to have earned the respect of many of the people in the room as they quieted almost immediately when she took her position on the raised platform at the front of the studio. The mirror provided Harry with a nice view of her shapely behind, that served to distract him for just a moment before she started talking.
"Welcome old and new, a few rules. No half-assing. No fighting. No bullying. And no bullshit. For one reason or another you're here to learn. My name is Instructor Madeline, you can call me that or simply Instructor. Now, I see some new faces so we will start off simple. If at any point you seem lost just do your best, there's no shame in not knowing the steps but they will come to you eventually" With a nod she used a remote in her hand to start the music.
Almost immediately Harry started sweating from exertion, but he had a big grin on his face. Dancing was fun!
Skill Unlocked! Dancing has increased by 1! It is now 1!
***Break***
In between taking in deep breaths, Harry took a swig from the chilled water in his bag, courtesy of a stasis charm from Dobby. Around the room the other students milled about chatting with friends new and old. The music had been dulled but was still running in the background.
Harry felt someone come up behind him and turned to see Instructor Madeline. Dropping the bottle onto his bag Harry turned to meet her approach.
"You move pretty well. New to this or just my studio?" She asked after returning his greeting
"New to this. I'm glad I was able to keep up at least for a little bit. I've tried dancing in the past but never in a class, I have to say you run a good one" Harry smiled
"Fencing, or Martial Arts?" She asked bluntly
"Excuse me?" Harry asked in return
"Your movements. You either have experience with swordsmanship or experience in Martial Arts. Or both perhaps?" Harry eyed her shrewdly, not liking when anyone assumed anything about him.
"Swordsmanship. What does that have to do with this class?" Harry adopted a guarded tone
She laughed and raised a hand in placation, "Sorry sorry, dancing can make me a bit intense. I don't mean anything by it. I just have a friend nearby that runs a class on things like that. I attend myself so I was able to recognize some of the movements. If you're ever looking for a place to practice those skills just let me know. I think I have some cards in my office"
Madeline started to walk away but Harry stopped her, "Actually that sounds pretty good. Could I get one of those before I head out?"
***Break***
Tracey Davis eyed her wardrobe intensely, willing it to unveil its secret machinations to her. Daphne raised her eyebrow in such a way, visible in the mirror at the back of the wardrobe, that Tracey spun to face her.
"What?" Tracey asked indignantly.
"Nothing." Daphne responded cooly, seeming more interested in her well manicured nails than her friend.
"You keep shooting that damnable eyebrow at me so I know it's not nothing. What?" She asked again.
"Just unexpected is all" Daphne responded, lifting her gaze just enough to shoot another eyebrow at her best friend.
"Well of course it's unexpected Daph. I certainly didn't plan for Harry bloody Potter to show up at my house this summer, or to ask me out on a bloody date! Who leaps off of a horse in full bloody gallop to ask a girl out on a date?" Tracey huffed in annoyance and returned her attention to her wardrobe, where she grabbed a summer dress to eye it critically before tossing it over her shoulder to land on the growing pile of clothes behind her on the floor.
"Hmmm" Daphne responded helpfully.
Tracey sighed heavily. Sometimes being best friends with the Ice Queen of Slytherin had upsides. Other times, like now for instance, it was annoying.
"Look. I couldn't just say no Daph. He jumped off a bloody horse to ask me out on a date. You didn't see it. It was… stupid and so bloody Gryffindor of a move that I damn near died of a heart attack. But he's… different this summer. I have an opportunity to get ahead of the heads that he is going to be turning this year. He's a Lord too now, you know?" She selected a knee-length skirt and tossed it onto the bed, she could do something with that if she could find the right matches.
"Never took you for one to fall for Gryffindor tricks. But since you did I suppose I should help you figure out how not to make a complete fool of yourself" Daphne said as she walked up to the bed. She caught Tracey's eye and picked up the skirt. The same judging eyebrow came up, before she very slowly tossed the skirt into the pile on the floor. She didn't say anything else just resumed her position on the chair against the wall.
"Gaaaaahhhh!" Tracey groaned in annoyance and restarted flipping her way through the clothes still hung up in the wardrobe.
***Break***
Harry straightened his Acromantula silk robes. They were slate gray in color, and highlighted the green tie that he was wearing. He had on a gray button-up shirt and slacks underneath that were fashionable but would hold up in a dance no matter how intense. The ensemble worked to highlight his green eyes and red hair as well. Overall he thought he looked quite dashing, and Dobby agreed. He grabbed the corsage from his end table and pocketed it. One great thing about robes was the size of the pockets. Very practical.
Giving himself another once over and fixing an errant lock of hair, Harry nodded confidently to himself and made his way to the Floo. Date night had arrived and he had made quite a few preparations for tonight.
"Davis Manor" sent Harry spinning through the Floo and he gracefully exitted into the sitting room from his previous visit. Quick spellwork had the dust removed from his outfit in time to greet Mr. Davis as he came into the room. The two men made small talk for a minute before they heard the echo of steps from the stairwell.
Tracey entered the room in a splendor, her hair was pulled up in stylish braids that left enough framing her face to paint a picture of her blossoming beauty. She had on a matching gray dress that was practical but suited her very well. Harry grinned as he waited as custom dictated for her to walk up and curtsy. Taking that as his queue he bowed and kissed her hand.
"You look amazing, Heir Davis" He offered politely, keeping the greeting formal in light of the presence of her father nearby.
"Thank you, Lord Potter. You look quite well dressed, I almost fear I'm under-dressed" She said with a hint of nerves bleeding through. His robe alone cost more than her entire outfit and she had diamonds in her ears!
"Nonsense. I look plain in comparison" Harry shook Mr. Davis's hand once more, and grinned at the man's smug expression. "Thank you again for allowing me the chance to take your daughter out tonight, Lord Davis"
"Of course. You'll take care tonight? I'd hate to have to hunt you down" The man matched Harry's grin with a warning grin of his own and gripped Harry's hand significantly tighter. The younger man was unshaken though.
"She will be home safe and sound and at a reasonable hour, I assure you" Harry said warmly, not acknowledging the hearty grip his hand was entrapped by. Mr. Davis nodded in response and let his hand go.
Harry turned and bowed once again to Tracey, bringing out the corsage and placing it onto her wrist with her permission. It was a lovely arrangement that brought a bit of green to her attire to match his tie. She nodded approval and took his offered arm.
Mr. Davis shot her a look that said "No shenanigans" and made way for them to get to the Floo.
He almost squawked in surprise when Harry shot him a cheeky grin and said "Potter Manor" before whisking away with his daughter.
His manor!? What was that boy thinking?
Tracey had the same thought when she smacked his arm away from him and stormed out of the fireplace only to turn and face him.
"What nonsense is this Potter? Your manor? What kind of girl do you think I am?" She crossed her arms in defense. She was in an unfamiliar environment with an admittedly unfamiliar boy, at a place that she had no intentions of being at any time soon.
Harry nodded in acceptance of the distrust. He made a show of placing his wand on the end table nearby, noticing the flinch she had when he brought it out.
"I admit, it was poor form. But for us to have a proper date, idiotic stunts included, I wanted to bring up a proposal. We both know that the restaurant that your dad had picked was full of other noble lords that would love nothing more than to brood in jealousy of the Heir Davis, and it would honestly lead to a pretty boring night" Harry began, his hands held up so that Tracey could see them at all times.
"Boring, am I? If I had known that you simply thought I was some floozy that you could bring your bloody manor for Merlin knows what, I never would have accepted this date in the first place. Move, so I can go home" Tracey looked offended and hurt by the thought that Harry would think she was just some fling that would do whatever he wanted just because he was a Lord.
"No. On the contrary it's because I don't think you're boring that I cracked this hair brained scheme in the first place. Let me make my offer, and if you still say no then you can leave. Deal?" Harry said, not moving but also not dropping his hands. Knowing that if he moved wrong he would give the wrong impression.
Tracey kept her guarded expression and posture, but indicated him to get on with it.
"The restaurant that your father picked has Lords and Ladies from all over wizarding Britain at almost all times. It is an uptight place where decorum and etiquette are hyper analyzed and judged. I don't want that, and I'd hazard that you don't either. It's like bringing out a prize stallion to entice potential customers" Tracey nodded at the analogy, having had the same misgivings about the date night as well, "It's not fair to you, and not fair to me. So, my counter offer is that I have a Portkey in my front right pocket. Its activating phrase is the name of the capital of Spain, where I have made a reservation at a fantastic restaurant. Next to this restaurant is a dance club, where we can enjoy one another's company in a relaxed environment. If you accept this offer, I will give my House Elf instructions to head to your manor and inform your father of the change of venue so that he does not worry too much. He'll probably still have my head, but it's still better than being dangled in front of other Lords of Britain like a piece of meat. If you'd like to use the Floo to call him yourself or even head home, you may do so now"
Harry kept his hands up and walked to the side, away from his wand, and gestured to the pot of powder on the mantle above the fireplace. Tracey eyed him for a moment before walking up to the mantle. She glanced at him again and grabbed the lid of the Floo powder before biting her lip and instead placing the lid back and grabbing his wand to tuck it into her bag.
"I accept your offer Potter, but I keep the wand tonight. That is my requirement." She looked him in the eyes and dared him to challenge her.
"That's more than I was expecting. Thank you. Dobby!" Harry called his House Elf, who arrived adorned in a uniform showing his loyalty to House Potter. He looked like a tiny butler. They had talked about this occurrence and Dobby merely looked expectantly at his Master.
"Please inform Lord Davis that we will be going to Spain for dinner and dancing. Return to us with his acknowledgement. Thank you. Also request a portkey, for the lady, should she find my company unsatisfactory" Dobby bowed deeply and disapparated.
Tracey's shoulders lost some of the tension at the mention of the Portkey. This was all so unexpected and she had been on guard since Harry had brought her to his Manor. Understandably so, there were always rumors of Lords taking advantage of situations when courting other Heirs and many of them were quite true. She still was mad at being taken by surprise, but she also appreciated that Harry had taken multiple steps to put her at ease. He even gave up his wand, if it was his actual wand, which many wizards and witches would never do. It was the Portkey that sealed the deal for her. Having basically an escape as soon as she needed it would be the sense of security that she needed to be able to go through with such a stupid idea as basically kidnapping her and running off to Spain of all places. Spain!
Dobby reappeared soon after, "The Lord Davis has sent me with immense dissatisfaction with your, and I quote this, stupid half-baked Gryffindor nonsense. He was appeased slightly that you told him where you were going and sent along a Portkey for the lady. The activating phrase is the name of the first calf that you delivered with your Mother, Heir Davis"
Tracey nodded, knowing that such a phrase would surely have come from her father himself and it was not a ploy on Potter's part. This served to make her lose the last bit of tension in her shoulders and allow her to enjoy what was sure to be at least an interesting night. Spain! Stupid Gryffindors.
Harry grinned when he noticed her change in demeanor. It was a stupid idea, but also a bold one. Could he have done it differently? Probably. But he doubted any other way would have allowed him to take her to Spain. He offered her his arm, and after a moment she took it. Vivid green eyes met hazel ones and Harry said the phrase to whisk them away.
"Madrid"
***Break***
International Portkeys were known for their lengthy travel times. So when the dizzying spinning finally ended, Harry was happy that he was able to keep his feet and with it, able to support Tracey when she almost lost her balance. The city was gorgeous. Tall grand buildings of superb architecture surrounded them. They had arrived in a private corner of a park, one designed for use with international Portkey travel. People bustled in the street nearby and Tracey took a moment to take it all in. Her mother was Muggleborn sure, but it was rare that she was able to truly immerse herself in the Muggle world in any fashion. London had its merits, and its interesting places, but did not hold a candle to the amazing scenery that played around her. Street musicians music permeated the air and the people had an energy to them that only came from being in a warmer client in a city well known for having an active nightlife.
Harry waited for her to collect herself, before setting off across the park. He took a confident left once they made it to the sidewalk and headed off down the street. It took Tracey a moment to see that he had lost the robe at some point and chose to point it out.
"I can't reveal all of my secrets, Tracey" Harry replied, irking her with a cheeky wink. She had not noticed him place the robe into his Inventory in order to blend in better with the Muggle scenery. He had replaced it with a stylish embroidered vest that suited the Spanish themes surrounding them.
He laughed at her grumble and guided her across the street. A few buildings down they found the restaurant, La Terraza. A hostess greeted them inside and to Tracey's immense surprise Harry responded in flawless Spanish, courtesy of a long night skimming Spanish primers and dictionaries and using a few skill points to bring it to a respectable level. She didn't need to know that though. They made their way up the elevator, Tracey's anticipation rising, and she audibly gasped when the doors opened. The view was spectacular, with the lights and sounds of the city only serving to enhance the experience as opposed to take away from it.
They were guided to a table set away from the others while still offering an amazing view of the city. Harry pulled her chair for her and helped her get seated before taking his seat and speaking to the waiter in crisp clear Spanish.
"What the bloody hell, Harry! This place is amazing!" She took a sip of the water that was already on the table and took it all in.
"Thank you. I had some help from your mother in selecting the place, apparently her and your father had been here once and found the whole experience very nice" Harry grinned from across the table.
"Wait, my mother knew about this?" She asked in disbelief. She couldn't think of a time that Harry would have been able to ask her about any of this.
"Of course. I asked her about it when I beat you on the race back to the house. She had seen my little stunt and was waiting for us in the paddock. I had just enough time to ask her about a destination date and where she would recommend it. She helped set the whole thing up" Harry laughed at her expression.
"You're a prat. You let me believe that you had abducted me without my parents having any knowledge!" She glared at him, accusatory.
Harry made a placating gesture with his hands, "I would never do something so untowards. I had an opportunity to prank your dad, and you, just a little bit. My apologies if it came off as too much. Your mother was in the side room and alerted him immediately to your whereabouts and helped secure his trust that I didn't have any ulterior motives. She also had the Portkey already prepared for Dobby's arrival in case you said yes, with my funding. I'm sure the message he brought back with him was purely from your father though. I'll have something to hear about this, I'm sure"
Tracey rolled her eyes and smiled warmly. It fully soothed her that her mother had been in on this from the beginning, and she resolved herself to enjoy the night. The waiter arrived with some bread and mulled wine, the restaurant making an exception to any drinking rules as they were quite familiar with the eccentricities of wizards, and with Harry's help they were both able to order the food they wanted.
***Break***
Tracey took another bite of her delicious dessert, and watched the scenery of the city below for a moment before turning to watch Harry polish off the last bite of his own dessert. The dinner had been fantastic. The portions were reasonable and she was actually looking forward to the dancing. She figured her mother must have mentioned that Tracey enjoyed dancing, another activity that augmented the young equestrian's already impressive fitness.
Harry smiled when he caught her eye, and also turned to watch the scenery with her. They had talked about a lot of things, from school to Quidditch, what subjects they were looking forward to, all the way to various anecdotes from their young lives. She had been shocked to hear that Harry was going for an all electives year. It wasn't unheard of by any means but showed a level of ambition that many students did not display, but her Slytherin side certainly appreciated. After asking about it, she had been surprised to hear that he had been holding back in classes for reasons he didn't comment on and she had had some fun quizzing him about various topics from their last 2 years. He was refreshingly knowledgeable and the conversation had been fun.
She side-eyed the check when it arrived and almost choked on her water when she saw the amount. Harry didn't bat an eye however and did not comment either. He looked at her expectantly once the meal was paid for and she nodded at the unasked question. They both rose from their seats and were able to make it to the elevator with little trouble. Harry grinned confidently. The night had netted him a few points in etiquette and flirting, to go with the points he had earned from his visit with the Davis family just the other day. It had been a good week so far and the night wasn't even over.
***Break***
The dance club was like fire, if the restaurant had been ice. The music was loud and active, the crowd young and energetic, and Tracey immediately broke out into a big smile. Harry smiled at her and took her hand before confidently leading her onto the dance floor. This was it, the big moment. Hopefully the crash course in dancing and the heavy investment of the skill points he had left, along with some embarrassing practice sessions whenever he had a moment, would be enough to impress Tracey with his skill or at least lack of ineptitude on the dance floor.
It was. Tracey laughed wholeheartedly and danced her heart out, leading and being led in various dances as the music changed. There was no cliche moment of the dance floor clearing for the two to strut their stuff but they enjoyed the tempo and one another's skills. Finally the music settled down and they took a moment to claim a table that was clear. Harry ordered a couple waters for the two of them while they caught their breath.
"Oh! That was so much fun! I had no idea you were so good at dancing Harry!" Tracey's smile was bright and genuine and perfectly matched the smile Harry had.
"I could say the same to you! I'd been taking lessons but it's pretty clear I should have taken them from you! You're great out there" Harry nonchalantly took her hand in his on the table, and they both simply smiled at one another while their chests heaved from the exertion and they waited for the water. Luckily they did not have to wait long and both gratefully drank their fill of the refreshing liquid.
Tracey blushed when she saw that Harry still had not taken his hand from hers. Some of the dances, in typical Spanish fashion, had been a bit sexual in their undertones but Harry had been nothing less than a gentleman and had been able to sense what she was and was not comfortable with in all of the dances so far and had not pushed her boundaries in any way that made her uncomfortable. It was truly a night to remember.
But like all nights it had to come to a close and after another few dances, including 2 slow songs that had Tracey closer than she imagined herself to Harry that night, Harry brought her attention to the time and they made their exit, hand in hand. The walk back to the park was quiet, but peaceful. The warm breeze that rolled through the streets refreshed and exhausted Tracey at the same time. In less time than she would have liked they made it back to the Portkey location.
"Thank you for the wonderful night, Tracey. I'm glad you took a chance with me" Harry said, holding both of her hands in his as he stood opposite her. She smiled up at him warmly, feeling completely relaxed with her hands in his.
"I'm glad I did too. This was such a great night. Thank you, Harry" Tracey fiddled with her lip for a moment before looking up into Harry's striking green eyes.
His eyes met hers. Both of their hands were equal parts warm and cold, and Harry could swear he felt his heart beating through his chest. But like any Gryffindor he rose to the challenge and leaned his head down ever so slowly. Tracey stiffened for just a moment but relaxed immediately and leaned her head up and their lips met.
Just wait until Daphne heard about this.
*Fin*
A/N: Awwwww :) I had so much fun writing this chapter.
Just to make a few things clear, always always always get consent. Never pressure another person into anything, no matter how big or small. Also I have never been to Spain, so I have no idea what to write about certain scenes. But it felt like a fun twist to a date night. I think Harry performed admirably!
'Til next time.
Harry James Potter
Age: 13
Class and Level: Apprentice Wizard 9
Health: 240
Magicka: 565
Stamina: 235
Stats
Strength- 11
Dexterity- 20
Constitution- 10
Perception- 1 (+10 with Glasses)
Intelligence- 20
Willpower- 10 (+5)
Magic- 20 (+15)
Charisma- 20
Luck- 31 (Locked)
Perks:
Fated Luck: +10 to Luck always, -40 to Luck in certain situations.
Magical Powerhouse: +10 to Magic, +5 to Willpower, +10 to Magicka Regeneration, +5 to Learning when it involves Spells. Magicka now grows at a 1.5 rate vs the standard .8 of most Wizards.
Flyer: +20 Broom Handling, +10 Creature Handling if creature has wings.
Parselmouth: +35 to Parseltongue.
Family Heritage: +5 to Broom Handling, +5 Transfiguration, +5 Charms, +5 Potions.
Puberty = Truck: Puberty is going to kick your ass and put hair in so many places. I won't go into details. Affects 3rd year Summer.
Linguist: +2 to Learning when it involves Languages.
Represent: +5% Reputation Gains, -5% Reputation Losses.
Disadvantages:
Poor Eyesight: -8 to Perception without glasses or similar device. +10 with them on.
Chosen One: -20 to Luck in certain situations. +5 to Magic. Certain events are unavoidable. +25% Reputation Gains, +25% Reputation Losses.
Feats
The Wand Chooses the Wizard but the Wizard Chooses the Spell: +3 to Learning when it involves spells.
Magical Aura: +5 Damage Reduction to Spells. +10 to Social Skills against sensitive targets.
Motion of the Potion: Potions no longer require a 3 second Drinking Action.
Crafty: +5 Learning if it involves Crafting or Harvesting Skills.
Magic Skills
Transfiguration – 29
Boon: Size conversion ratio of Transfigured materials increased by 10%
Animagus Transformation – 1
Herbology – 25
Boon: Flora and Fauna that are Magical will glow in the Player's eyes.
Charms – 50
Boon: Charms Spells cost 10% less Magicka to Cast
Boon: Charm Spells are 10% more potent
Potions – 27
Boon: Splash Radius of thrown Potions increased by 25%
Astrology – 16
Defensive Spells – 26
Boon: Maxima Variant now able to be applied to Defensive Spells.
Care of Magical Creatures – 14
Divination – 8
Ancient Runes – 8
Arithmancy – 10
Dark Arts – 19
Alchemy – 2
Enchanting – 1
Physical Skills
Quidditch – 7 Keeper, 7 Beater, 12 Chaser, 47 Seeker
Boon Seeker: You are able to track the Snitch more readily! Snitch will give an indicator when it is about to change direction.
Running – 16
Jumping – 1
Weightlifting – 4
Swimming – 7
Acrobatics – 19
Climbing – 15
Sword – 26
Cloth Armor – 37
Boon: Regular Clothes Shmegular Clothes. Any cloth is armor! +1 to armor per slot if equipped item is Cloth. Robes provide +2 per slot.
Equestrianism - 15
Dancing - 50
Boon: Quick learner. You are able to learn the steps of most dances after watching the dancing of those around you.
Boon: Light Feet. No need to be a clunky double left footed troll. If, and thats a big if, you are unfortunate enough to step on your partner's feet there is a good chance that they will not even notice. Not perfect, but a good feat for the Gamer that doesn't want to pay for foot surgery.
Social Skills
Diplomacy – 25 (+5)
Boon: Heir to an Empire. As the youngest Lord in recent years people are eager for your attention. +5% Relationship Gains.
Intimidation – 25
Boon: Flux. You may now consciously flare your magic to those around you. Doubles effectiveness of Magic Aura Feat. Cost 2 Magicka per second. Stops Magicka Regeneration.
Performance – 4
Etiquette – 31
Boon: Now you're forked. Your skill in formal settings is improved! Delivers notification prompts in formal dining.
Flirting – 31
Boon: Lost in your eyes. Making direct eye contact will improve your chances of success when engaged in Flirting. -5 to DR rating of target.
Sense Intention – 10
Negotiation - 71
Boon: Wheelin' and Dealin'. You're able to negotiate down all but the scroogiest of people. Receive a 5% better deal when negotiating costs!
Boon: What's the absolute best you can do on that? More people are open to negotiations!
Chess – 13
Pranking – 20
Stealth Skills
Disguise – 3
Sleight of Hand – 5
Lying – 6
Escaping – 21
Stealth – 31
Boon. Toe-to-Heel. Your steps are now 50% quieter!
Hybrid Skills
Dueling – 25
Boon: Magical Shields are now 10% stronger
Broom Handling – 51
Boon: You have a need for speed and your broom realizes it. +10 MPH to max speed regardless of model!
Boon: While on a Broomstick, gain +10 to Dodge!
Logistics - 13
Mental Skills
Parseltongue – 100
Boon: Snakes have a predisposition of +2000 Reputation when you reveal yourself as a Speaker
Boon: Spells with a 'Sss' sound may be cast in Parseltongue for +5 Difficulty Rating to overcome
Boon: The nuances of Parseltongue make other languages seem easy. +1 to Learning if it involves Languages.
Boon Mastery: May have a magical snake as a Familiar that does not count against your familiar slot.
English – 70
French – 4
Gobbledygook – 2
German – 8
Spanish - 61
History – 15
Science – 9
Mathematics – 10
Harvesting and Crafting Skills
Clipping – 7
Skinning – 2
Tanning – 1
Cooking – 52
Boon: Live and Learn. You may recreate most meals that you have tasted or modify it as you see fit. +2 to level of meal benefits
Boon: Eye for Quality. You have a discerning eye when it comes to the freshness of ingredients. Less likely to find or use expired or stale ingredients.
Unspent 0
Class Specialization Apprentice chosen: +5% Exp Gain. +2 Learning. Unlocks Specializations Sorcerer, Mage, and Archmage at further levels.