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"I do I think. I just need you to give me time professor. I will probably always be the "know it all’ that people think that I am, but I swear to you I will try to be better." |
"I hope so young lady." Remus turned and walked away. |
"I’m sorry da." Hermione said with unshed tears in her eyes. |
Dan grabbed her head with both hands and moved them to face him. He searched her face and knew her sincerity. "I love you with all of everything that I am. But if you are ever that stupid again, I will let my sister give you that makeover she has been wanting to do. |
Hermione’s eyes widened to insane proportions. "You wouldn’t?!" |
Dan smirked. "Try me." Then he calmly turned around and walked back to the house, while whistling a tune. |
"Oh dear." Hermione mumbled |
INSIDE OF HARRY’S HEALING SPHERE |
Harry looked around at the scene in front of him as he sat in the grass on a cliff over looking the water and took a deep cleansing breath. Though he lived on a bloody island, he had never seen the sea outside of pictures at school. His relatives had never seen fit to take him anywhere. That was of course unless they c... |
He was currently staring at the beautiful sight in front of him. The sea had gently rolling waves that gave him a sense of calm. In the distance, he could see another island. Around him he felt the grass that was soft and warm in his hands, and he laid back to relax himself as he clasped his hands behind his head. He w... |
Harry sat up quickly. He could still hear snakes! But that was supposed to go away when Voldemort was thrown out of his head. Something was... |
"Nothing is wrong little brother. You’re really too paranoid. Although given whatch’ve been through, I guess you have a reason to be." |
Harry looked at the cocoa colored woman and squinted. |
Harry stood, ready to defend himself. Well as best that he could without a wand. He looked at a woman, who seemed familiar on a certain level but...different. |
She was tall for a woman, with brown skin that reminded him of hot chocolate, with an athletic build. She was wearing a long white, sleeveless sundress, and sported an afro with a teal colored flower in her hair on the right side. |
The woman sauntered over to him barefoot through the grass, she put her hands on her hips and stared at Harry, but then she became impatient and rolled her eyes. "Good grief! Hello! It’s me. Carmen!" |
Harry looked at the woman before him, and squinted. He was reminded of the girl who was there in the worst of times in his mind. She would hold his hand when he would retreat into himself to hold off the pain of the worst of the beatings. |
Carmen could see that Harry was confused, and so she sighed and reminded him of some the more painful parts of his childhood. |
"You were a young boy, and you burned the bacon. Your aunt hit you with a frying pan in the head, and she let your cousin kick you in the stomach." she began. |
Harry’s mouth flew open in shock. |
Carmen continued. "In a burst of accidental magic you found yourself on the roof, while your cousin was playing "Harry Hunting’ while you were at school." Carmen moved towards him slowly. "Should I start on your first year at...Hogwarts? Really? What kind of name is that for a school?" Carmen crossed her arms and huffe... |
"Carmen." Harry whispered with tears in his eyes. |
Carmen opened her arms, and Harry rushed into her arms. He clung to her like a life line and sobbed. |
"It’s ok little brother. Let it all go. I’ve got you." |
Harry knew that this woman in front of him was his Carmen. The magic tasted the same, so it was obvious who she was. But why did she look...different? He decided to ask the question that was on his mind. |
"You don’t look like the Carmen I know." Harry asked while still in her embrace. |
"That was because she was an illusion." |
"What do you mean?" |
"Well. To be honest, the curse may depend on race. Not sure exactly." Carmen looked deep in thought while she scratched her head, before she shook it. "Anyhoo, I’m me so I hope that it’s not a problem." Carmen said with a shrug. |
Something penetrated Harry’s brain. "Curse?" |
Carmen left Harry’s embrace and took several breaths. She conjured a blanket, and they both sat down looking out towards the sea. She had always found waves so calming on her worst of days. Carmen was always fascinated that the water touched the many shores she had seen in her travels. She patted the spot next to her, ... |
"When I was young and first out of training, I took an assignment in the Congo. I was a wet behind the ears Newbie, who was so sure that she knew everything. Cocky as all hell." She took a deep breath as she began her tale of her greatest regret. |
"Don’t interrupt kid. I’ll answer any questions at the end. It’s hard for me to talk about it as it is." |
"Sorry." Harry decided to stretch out and lay his head on her lap. |
Carmen carded her fingers through his unruly hair, while she once again thought about the past. |
"As I was saying, I was young and stupid. I was so sure that I could take on the world alone if I wanted to. Man I was an idiot." She found herself soothed by holding Harry this way. |
Harry was feeling more relaxed than he had ever been, well except when Fred did that thing with his tongue and his teeth. He felt Carmen stop stroking his hair, and looked up at her. |
"Mind out of the gutter please. Teenage boys I swear." She chuckled as his face reddened. |
"Wait. Can you read my mind?" Harry asked. |
"Can I finish?" She asked with a raised brow. |
"Sorry. Questions at the end. Got it." He took up his previous position and she resumed stroking his wild hair. |
"As I was saying my first mission was in the Congo. My team consisted of two other witches, and three wizards. We had trained for this mission for two months." |
Harry couldn’t help himself. "What was the mission?" |
"Extraction. We were to go in and retrieve a high level threat to the region. A wizard was enslaving Nomajs to do his bidding. Rape, torture you name it he was into it. It was all to gain control of the region; actually he was a lot like the current British Dark Twat Waffle." |
Harry laughed at the name she had given Voldemort. |
Carmen continued. "I was a fucking moron. I nearly got my entire team killed!" Carmen shook her head. "During the fight, I had lost my way from my team in the jungle. I found myself in a firefight with three wizards." |
Carmen stood so fast, that Harry’s head hit the blanket, and he stared after her like she was crazy. She was once again staring at the sea. |
"I was fighting hard kiddo. I took them all out. But then I let my guard down. I had used a lot of magic while trying to be cocky. I wanted to prove that I knew more spells than anyone else. I wanted to prove that my combat skills were second to none. I realized too late that I was also tired." |
You could tell from her facial features, that what ever she had to say made her sad. "I looked for a moment to a noise to my left, and quickly realized that it was a trap, but I wasn’t fast enough." |
Carmen continued to stare out at the water. "He hit me with...what roughly translates into "The Child of Pain’ Curse." |
"What happened?" Harry stared in curiosity at her story. |
"I was forced to relive everything that you had lived through as a child. Fate doesn’t give you a choice on the child that you are thrown to...the bitch. I knew that you were abused and neglected, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I forgot where you lived or where you went to school the moment we left your mindscape... |
Harry frowned. It wasn’t the fact that she had seen the worst of his life. She had been his constant companion as a child after all, but something was gnawing at him. "What happened to the wizard that did this to you?" |
Carmen stared at him coldly. "He’s deader than dead. It only took minutes for me to get your memories. I was very weak at the sight of that bitch putting her hands on you." Carmen cupped his face in her hands and stared into his emerald eyes with her whiskey brown ones. "No one should ever treat a child like that. Ever... |
Harry nodded his head, but then asked. "You killed him?" |
"Violently little brother, but by then it was too late, I was stuck with the damn curse. And two of my team were nearly killed." She looked at his shocked expression. |
"What?" she asked. |
"You...killed someone." Harry whispered. |
Carmen tilted her head in confusion. "So did you if I remember correctly from your memories." |
Harry reddened. "I had no choice." Harry muttered |
Carmen snorted. "There is always a choice. You could’ve let him kill you." |
"Don’t give me that shit about forgiveness that Dumbledore tries to tell anyone who will listen. I had others to help me try to control the curse. Plus I know who that wannabe Merlin is." |
Harry was confused. Nothing made sense anymore. "How were you there when I would fold into myself? You comforted me. You helped to make me feel safe, I remember just laying there and you would look at me with the most serious eyes and bright smile. You held my hand during the worst of it." |
Carmen shrugged. "I don’t know Harry. Magic is a fluid thing that people have been trying to figure out for years. Many people tried to remove the curse, but in the end they just found a way to... dampen it I guess would be the word." |
Carmen decided on a change of subject, as she was short on time. She was undergoing healing herself after all that she had been through. Her magic was spiking, and she needed to gain control before her power turned inward. Or even worse, outward. It had been two years since she had seen her brother, and she would need ... |
For now, she would make sure that Harry knew that she loved him like the little brother she knew him as. "I want you to study as hard as you can. When I meet you in the physical world, we will duel to our hearts content. Both magical and NomaJ. So bring your A game kid." Carmen hugged him fiercely. "Once we’re healed, ... |
Harry sat there on the blanket and looked confused. Carmen was a real person, and not just someone who only lived in his mind to help him with his life at the Dursleys. "Huh." Harry whispered to himself. Though he had to admit to that she was a little crazy. |
Harry whipped his head around and stood quickly. |
"Dad?" Harry whispered as he stared at the man who looked like the person he saw when he looked in the mirror. Well except for the eyes of course. |
James opened his arms and Harry rushed at him. |
"Dad!" Harry sobbed into his father’s chest as he held him tight. |
"It’s ok son. It’s ok. Hush now. You’re alright. It will be ok." James pushed his son to arms length after a while as Harry had started to calm down. He gave his son a handkerchief, and let Harry mop himself up. |
"Listen to me kiddo, as I don’t have a lot of time. You have my journals and that of your grandfather correct?" |
"Read them and those of your mother as well. Read the family Grimoire as it will help you with the family Magicks." James reached for his son again and embraced him. |
"Something else that I want you to know. Dumbledore is...not evil, but he is misguided and convinced he is completely right most of the time. You need to learn to question him if you feel something is off in your gut." James poked his son in the stomach, and watched him giggle. |
James turned serious again, and grabbed his son by the shoulders. |
"I’m sorry I won’t be there to help you become the man you are going to be. To teach you your heritage and what it means to be a Potter, but hopefully the journals and the notes that we left will help. Also ask Sirius about his grandfather’s journals as well." |
Harry looked up at James confused. |
James smirked as he smiled at his son. "Apparently my father and Arcturus Black were secretly good friends. It’s why he let my father take Sirius in when he ran away." |
Harry nodded. "I will." |
"Another thing you should have been aware of. We have alliances that need to be mended. Sirius will probably explain more about that, but the allies are: Longbottom, Bones, Greengrass, Abbott, and Davis. You should try to make friends and allies outside of the ridiculous House structures. |
Yes that means Slytherin as well." James said sternly as he looked at his son. But then he turned away |
He looked to the sea, ashamed of the arse he was in his youth."I was young and stupid son. Don’t make the same mistakes that I made. You have the potential to be a better man than I ever was. The Marauders were brilliant. We were the closest of friends, and family even. But Padfoot and I were still Purebloods. We were ... |
"I will do my name proud dad." Harry had tears falling unashamedly. |
James started to fade away, and Harry was finding it hard to breathe. He didn’t want to lose him again. |
"I’m dead son. You need to understand that. But Sirius is alive and here to take care of you. There was a reason he was made your godfather. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would love you like his own if something happened to your mum and I." James’ spirit was almost gone. "Let him in son. He loves you more ... |
"I love you dad." Harry whispered to the wind as he wiped his eyes. |
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Natasha was in her bedroom, thinking about the last six weeks since the time bubble was put into place and Harry and Sirius were placed in a deep magical coma. |
The Weasley demons had taken to calling all of the women Aunty, and called Leo Uncle. George had asked if Aditi could adopt them, but she kindly pointed out that his mother would probably take exception to that. |
To which George muttered "I doubt it’. Aditi didn’t hear it, but Natasha did. Her heart ached for her honorary nephews. She didn’t know Molly Weasley, but she sure as hell wanted to wring her neck. No child should ever feel unloved from a parent. |
But Natasha would just have to wait and see the other side of the coin. It could just be a misunderstanding on the part of the twins. There is no such thing as a perfect parent. She laughed remembering her own parent’s follies. |
Her thoughts returned to Fred and George. Both boys had made great strides in their education she mused. Natasha was appalled at the level at which Hogwarts had fallen. Hogwarts was at one time the premier school for witchcraft in Europe. She had heard rumors of course, that the curriculum had fallen into near oblivion... |
She recalled a conversation she had with the boys during a History lesson. |
The boys were at the table in the library taking notes. They were currently studying Dark Lords and Ladies of Eastern Europe and Russia. |
It was a Sunday, and the boys had the down time to study what they wanted. (Meaning they were learning better ways to blow up things according to Cara) they had questions about other magical cultures. |
Fred and George were fascinated by other magical cultures. Specifically that other magical cultures exist outside of England, France, and where ever the hell Durmstrang was. |
"So you see, the Romanov daughters were witches as both of their parent’s were Parmajs who..." |
"Parmaj?" George asked |
Lauren smiled "Partially Magical. I believe that you call them Squibs." |
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