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"Hello!" Harry snapped his fingers in front of them. |
"Sorry love..."...did you say something?" |
Harry rolled his eyes. "I did in fact. Which color would suit me best? I really like the cut." Harry held up two shirts one in red and one in green. |
"Green." The brothers agreed. Harry ran back to change into his original clothing. He had Fred shrink everything and put it into his pocket. |
Since Harry had discovered he had plenty of money, he had become something of a shopaholic. He had never had anything that he could call his own, except for when he shopped for school. And he always only shopped for what he needed for Hogwarts. Now however he was losing his mind. |
Sirius had noticed and promptly set him up with a budget. His "I get to buy stuff squee!’ account as George had dubbed it was still "Fucking huge!’... Fred’s words, but he had taken it in stride. In fact Harry was enjoying the parameters. |
Sirius had started him on estate management when he was in Brasil. That was tame compared to actually looking at the assets, accounts in different countries, non magical accounts, homes, vassals and everything else that came with his titles. His friends were a godsend. |
"So where to next? And I warn you, I had my eye on a few sets of robes back there." |
"I want to go to Zonko’s. I want to see what new products they have." |
"I need to grab some things from the apothecary." |
"Great. I need both. And then I heard about a shop a bit away from High Street that had really good food." |
"Okay. You’re not going to try to pull one over on us are you?" |
Harry shook his head at George. "Nah. I heard from Hermione that it was a little shop that was trying to get more business, but being a half blood the owner was struggling. So I figured if I was seen dinning there, that it would give it more business." |
Fred looked confused. "But you hate your fame." |
"Siri pointed out that my fame and money could be used to help to build what we want to create in Britain. Equality for all, respect for traditions, but leave room to let in new ideas. I hear this shop has excellent food, and the owner respects the olde ways. Win win in my book." Harry shrugged and continued walking. |
After their stop at the apothecary and Zonko’s, the three boys made their way to Michael’s Pub and Kitchen and went inside. |
"Welcome to Michael’s." A young looking witch said with a bubbly demeanor. She then noted who she was waiting on and then dropped her menus. "Oh my Gods you’re Harry Potter." The woman looked on in awe. |
Harry sighed. He had hoped to make this a simple experience, but apparently not. |
"Yes. If this is going to be a problem..." |
"No! Please sit." She led them to a table. "May I get you something to drink?" She handed out the menus she had to clean because they had been on the floor. |
"You have fizzy drinks?" Harry’s eyes went wide. |
"Yes." She nodded. "Da insists on stocking them. What would you like?" |
"Cola please." Harry turned to Fred and George who looked confused. While they were in America they mostly stuck to tea and wine. They had tried orange and cranberry juice and fell in love with it. They never got around to trying anything else. "You’ll love it!" |
The brothers looked at each other and nodded towards the waitress. |
"I’ll be back with your drinks." She smiled.0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0 |
Kelly burst through the door. "Da! Harry Potter and the twins he’s datin has come in to order!" |
Michael Litner had this restaurant for a month. It was not doing good business with the locals and he was thinking of taking up shop elsewhere. But with Harry Potter here taking a meal, well, it may just help his dream. |
"Fire up...everything! Fresh ingredients, I want them out now." I don’t care what they order, we do our best today!" He yelled to the kitchen crew. |
Harry was staring at the menu. They had pizza. He thought back to the lonely little boy that he was back then when his "family’ had forced him to watch them eat it while he didn’t get any. He was tempted to ask Siri to get him some when they were in America, but he was still shy sometimes about asking for things. |
"You’re both going to try this with me." Harry said with no argument meant to be had. |
"Oh thank Merlin. I was so confused. Except for the salad part...I think." |
Harry laughed. "It’s a taste from different parts of the world. The Patils would love it here! They have vindaloo and korma. In fact. Miss? Miss?! |
"Yes Mr...um Lord Potter what can I do for you?" Kelly asked. |
"Harry is fine at the moment. Do you have take away menus like they do in the muggle world?" |
"Oh yes! We do. Da thought it would be a good way to drum up business with the students. But we haven’t had much luck so far." She said a little sadly. |
Harry looked to Fred and George. "Excuse us for a moment." Harry threw a privacy shield up. |
"I want to invest in this place. The problem is, if I put my name to this place, they would be in danger. Even more so than they are now. |
"I see your point. George. What do you think?" |
George pondered for a moment and tossed out a solution. "Tell the owner you want to invest. Give some generalities of what you would like to do to help. Get with Bill, Sirius, Remus and the Goblins to ward this place against...whatever they can. Add in some intent based wards. Something like that. Put in some escape ro... |
Fred nodded "Maybe take a few of the takeaway menus back to the castle. Try to gain some interest from the students. Maybe they could look into owl delivery to the castle." |
"Better yet. See if you could get Carmen to arrange something of a taste test. Get a feel for what the students would like. That way when Hogsmeade weekend comes along, they would get more business. But you know how sensitive the elves are. Make it only available for |
younger years who can’t go to Hogsmeade weekends? I don’t know make it something of a party maybe?" George shook his head. "There are too many ideas circling through our heads. But it will work out. We just need to brainstorm." |
"Why Carmen?" Harry asked confused. |
George just shrugged. "She’s looking for more activities for us right?" Harry nodded. "What better excuse than to have a party one day with different foods? Also maybe bring a few of the Hogwarts elves along to show them how to cook it." |
"Alright. Let’s do it." |
"It’s your..."...money"Harry." |
"And you are my personal advisors." He stuck his tongue out at them and turned around. He was faced with two people looking at them in concern. He took down the privacy dome. |
"My apologies. We were just discussing something, and it apparently took longer than we had anticipated." |
"Er no apologies needed my Lord." The older man gave an awkward bow. |
"None of this my Lord stuff in casual company. You are my elder and I shall treat you as such." Harry stood and motioned to the father and daughter. "Please have a seat." Harry pulled out Kelly’s chair for her, Fred helped the Father into his, and she smiled in surprise. |
Harry retook his seat and gave what Hermione had dubbed as his business face. "We would like to invest in your restaurant." |
Michael’s mouth dropped in shock. |
Kelly looked at her father when she didn’t hear a sound coming out of his mouth. It was apparently up to her to talk. "That’s...that’s a very generous offer from you Harry, but we aren’t doing so well. Actually, things are pretty bad. Da was thinking about closing down." |
Harry shook his head. "That would just let them win. They allowed you in this out of the way location because 1. Your blood status. 2. You have no political influence. I come from an Ancient and Noble House I want to use it to promote what I am sure is a good business. Here is what we propose..." |
Mr. Litner was extremely grateful for Harry’s proposal. He respected the young man as he deferred to the adults that he trusted in his life as he admitted that he was young and had no experience. |
"Thank you Harry. Everything you said has merit. Tell me more about your Muggleborn friend and her contacts. I would be most interested to see if they were interested to buy from me as well." So Harry did. |
"There are many disenfranchised mundane raised witches and wizards in this country that would happily support you. But make no mistake. There are plenty of very good and honest Purebloods that would as well. My boyfriends, their brothers and sister are the perfect example of that. They should not paint us with the same... |
George and Fred laughed. You could almost get away with murder with Andi for a little breaded fish. |
"Excellent. Now there is only one more thing that we need to discuss." Mr. Litner stated. |
"That is?" Harry asked curiously. He thought he had touched on the major points. |
"What do you want to eat?" He smirked at Harry’s blush. |
"Sorry about that." In the end Harry suggested that they get small versions of each type of pizza available. Fred even tried the option to build his own. There was a nice garden salad big enough for them to share that had the best garlic vinaigrette that Harry had ever tasted. Fred and George had a glass of wine with t... |
"This is the best place ever!" Fred exclaimed. |
"No doubt twin of mine." George said as he rubbed his stomach. "I think our Weasley genes have let us down brother." George said as he saw all of the uneaten food. |
"I must agree." Fred replied. |
"May I interest you gentlemen in some dessert?" Mr. Litner asked. |
Harry groaned. "Sir if I take one more bite, someone will have to levitate me back to the castle." |
The owner smiled. "Would you like for me to put the rest of the food in stasis containers? They will stay fresh and the salad crisp until they are opened, then they will be shrunk down for you." |
"Yes please." Was the response from the teens. |
Mr. Litner smiled as he and his daughter boxed up the food for them and performed the spells necessary to keep them fresh. |
When Harry went to pay for the meal Michael declined his payment, saying that he was doing him a favour with investing. Harry shook his head. "No. You are doing me a favour sir. I dream of a world someday that I can buy candles to celebrate Samhain, after just coming out of a smoothie bar. All in Diagon Alley. I want o... |
Harry took a breath. "I want to see our traditions brought back that some moron calls "Dark Magic’, when it actually enhances our magic. I would also like to see British magicals able to move freely throughout the country without constantly breaking the International Statute of Secrecy." Harry handed over the coins, wi... |
Mr. Litner looked at Harry with fresh eyes. "You are truly a remarkable young man." |
"Thank you. But I am just one of many. It will take all of us." Harry gave another nod in the man’s direction. "I look forward to working with you sir." Harry stuck out his hand for the man to shake. "Before we go. Can you get some of those menus for us?" |
The man nodded and Harry accepted them gratefully. |
"We thank,"You for the,"Excellent meal." |
"You are welcome gentlemen." He smiled at the twins. |
Harry had grabbed their shrunken packages and menus and they all waved goodbye as they left. |
Kelly slipped her arm through her father’s. "I think it’s going to be ok da." |
He patted her hand. "I think so daughter." He turned to her and smiled. "Now if we are going to be doing more business, I want to stock up on what we will need. I want the best we can afford, and a loan from Gringotts if we can’t." |
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While Harry was traipsing back to the castle, Sirius, Andromeda, and Bill Weasley were in a meeting at Gringotts. |
Sirius bowed deeply. "You honour me with your presence this day. May this meeting bring us the riches we seek." |
"May your enemies taste your blade and their gold fills your vaults." He turned to Bill and gave a short nod. "Curse breaker Weasley." He turned to Andromeda and gave the same greeting. "Madame Tonks." Bill gave a bow, while Andromeda gave a curtsey. He asked them to take a seat. "To business then." |
Sirius loved the goblins. Straight to the point. |
"We believe that we have located another of these abominations." Ragnock paused at the intake of breath. |
"Another one? Just how many did that monster make?" Andromeda’s eyes had widened a fraction in horror. |
"We don’t know, but before we get to the one we may have discovered, tell me what you know about Voldemort’s origins." |
"Not much. I know he was born Tom Riddle. But that is all that Harry told me, when he said he spoke to his shade. That was right before he killed the basilisk." |
Ragnock narrowed his eyes. "He did what?" |
Sirius gulped. "My apologies Director. It would appear that you were not informed. Harry killed a basilisk when he was twelve years old. He stabbed it through the roof of its mouth with the sword of Gryffindor." |
Ragnock went from skeptical to shocked in a span of a few moments. "Explain." |
Andromeda took up the tale of Harry’s second year as she had been there to watch the memories, but only the highlights. |
"After this meeting, would you be willing to share your memory of watching his memories? I would like to negotiate the sale of the carcass." |
Sirius laughed as he could swear that there were galleons dancing around the goblins head. |
"As you wish, however my godson was supposed to write up a proposal to his account manager and have him go through it." Sirius pondered that for a moment and sighed. "He has just recently learned estate management and may have forgotten. He is just now learning what he should have learned years ago. I will speak to him... |
"Some of our information is limited to hearsay and genealogical records, but this is what we know as fact. At some point Merope Gaunt married Tom Riddle; a muggle and become pregnant with the wizard known now as Voldemort. We do not know exactly what happened, but our records show she died the same day that he was born... |
The two wizards and one witch were not going to like this next part. "I feel that I must point out, there is one other who has the same information that I have and probably much more as he has greater access to wizarding sources. He was the transfiguration professor and head of Gryffindor house at the time Mr. Riddle w... |
He waited as everything that he just said caught up to them. |
"Dumbledore?!" The three shouted as one. |
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