Harry Potter and the Immortal Council
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,402
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1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two: Friends Reunite
Harry Potter and the Immortal Council
Chapter Two: Friends Reunite
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Harry was lying on the ground looking up with his eyes closed just thinking about anything and everything. His
dreams,school, Ivy, Sirius, his friends, the Order, the war, Voldemort and the prophecy were just a few things on
his mind. He also thought about what his life before Hogwarts was like, and weather or not he would have wanted
to stay in the muggle world if he had known what would have happened.
If anyone came to pick him up, they wouldn’t even recognize him, which is how much his appearance had changed
since he got off the train. His skin was becoming even paler, his eyes were brighter, his hair was now darker than
before, and his teeth became whiter and more pointed. Harry was going through more than physical changes though.
Harry was also craving more red meat than he usually did. He also has more control over his feelings.
While Harry was thinking over if he made the wrong choice entering the wizarding world, someone walked toward
him. It was then that he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in nine years.
“Harry?” called the voice of Ivy Marcus.
Harry opened his eyes to see a young woman standing over him. She was the most beautiful creature he had
ever seen. She was about 5’6”, had wavy golden blonde hair that went halfway down her back, pale, clear skin,
and had the most amazing sky blue eyes he had ever seen. She also had a figure most women would kill for,
lean and fit with curves in all the right places. Harry would have never recognized her if it hadn’t been for her
voice and her eyes. Ivy’s voice soft and made the hair on Harry’s neck stand up. Her eyes hadn’t changed in
almost a decade, they still held their brilliance.
“Ivy, is that you?” Harry asked, checking to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
“Who do you think I am, the Minister of Magic?” she asked with sarcasm in her voice. She leaned down and
offered Harry a hand.
“Sorry, just checking to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Did you get my letter?” Harry took her hand, and
she helped him up as he laughed.
“Yes, I did. Do want to go to Diagon Alley and have lunch? Mama asked me to pick up a few things, and I got
my supply list for Hogwarts.”
“Do you go to Hogwarts, because I would have recognized you if you had.”
“I am transferring to Hogwarts this year. Do you wanna go or not?”
“I can’t. Dumbledore said that I can’t leave until my friends come to pick me up.” he told her.
“Who cares, you need a stress free day. You are coming with me, and that is final.” She said.
“Okay, but if I get caught, you will take the blame.”
“Don’t worry so much, your face will wrinkle if you do.”
She pulled a letter out of her skirt pocket; it was then that Harry was able to process what she was wearing.
She had on a black spaghetti strap top, a short faded blue jean skirt, and black sandals, her hair had been left
down, and she had on light pink lip gloss and tan colored eye shadow.
Harry felt his heart race and his hands start to sweat. ‘I guess I still fancy her after nine years; I hope it doesn’t
show to much.’ he thought to himself.
“Do you know what a portkey is and how to use one?” Ivy asked him, snapping him out of his train of thought.
“Yeah, why?” he asked.
“I had this piece of paper made into a portkey, that is how I got here. We have about thirty seconds before it
takes usto Diagon Alley.” she explained to him.
“Okay.” he said as he grabbed the piece of paper.
Ivy took hold of the paper with her other hand, and started counting down.
“Here we go, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” she counted.
Harry felt a familiar tug on his naval, and suddenly found himself standing inside the Leaky Cauldron.
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I don’t own Harry Potter, but sometimes I wish I did. I starting writing this before HBP came out, so if you could
not bugme about it, that would be great.
Chapter Two: Friends Reunite
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry was lying on the ground looking up with his eyes closed just thinking about anything and everything. His
dreams,school, Ivy, Sirius, his friends, the Order, the war, Voldemort and the prophecy were just a few things on
his mind. He also thought about what his life before Hogwarts was like, and weather or not he would have wanted
to stay in the muggle world if he had known what would have happened.
If anyone came to pick him up, they wouldn’t even recognize him, which is how much his appearance had changed
since he got off the train. His skin was becoming even paler, his eyes were brighter, his hair was now darker than
before, and his teeth became whiter and more pointed. Harry was going through more than physical changes though.
Harry was also craving more red meat than he usually did. He also has more control over his feelings.
While Harry was thinking over if he made the wrong choice entering the wizarding world, someone walked toward
him. It was then that he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in nine years.
“Harry?” called the voice of Ivy Marcus.
Harry opened his eyes to see a young woman standing over him. She was the most beautiful creature he had
ever seen. She was about 5’6”, had wavy golden blonde hair that went halfway down her back, pale, clear skin,
and had the most amazing sky blue eyes he had ever seen. She also had a figure most women would kill for,
lean and fit with curves in all the right places. Harry would have never recognized her if it hadn’t been for her
voice and her eyes. Ivy’s voice soft and made the hair on Harry’s neck stand up. Her eyes hadn’t changed in
almost a decade, they still held their brilliance.
“Ivy, is that you?” Harry asked, checking to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
“Who do you think I am, the Minister of Magic?” she asked with sarcasm in her voice. She leaned down and
offered Harry a hand.
“Sorry, just checking to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Did you get my letter?” Harry took her hand, and
she helped him up as he laughed.
“Yes, I did. Do want to go to Diagon Alley and have lunch? Mama asked me to pick up a few things, and I got
my supply list for Hogwarts.”
“Do you go to Hogwarts, because I would have recognized you if you had.”
“I am transferring to Hogwarts this year. Do you wanna go or not?”
“I can’t. Dumbledore said that I can’t leave until my friends come to pick me up.” he told her.
“Who cares, you need a stress free day. You are coming with me, and that is final.” She said.
“Okay, but if I get caught, you will take the blame.”
“Don’t worry so much, your face will wrinkle if you do.”
She pulled a letter out of her skirt pocket; it was then that Harry was able to process what she was wearing.
She had on a black spaghetti strap top, a short faded blue jean skirt, and black sandals, her hair had been left
down, and she had on light pink lip gloss and tan colored eye shadow.
Harry felt his heart race and his hands start to sweat. ‘I guess I still fancy her after nine years; I hope it doesn’t
show to much.’ he thought to himself.
“Do you know what a portkey is and how to use one?” Ivy asked him, snapping him out of his train of thought.
“Yeah, why?” he asked.
“I had this piece of paper made into a portkey, that is how I got here. We have about thirty seconds before it
takes usto Diagon Alley.” she explained to him.
“Okay.” he said as he grabbed the piece of paper.
Ivy took hold of the paper with her other hand, and started counting down.
“Here we go, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” she counted.
Harry felt a familiar tug on his naval, and suddenly found himself standing inside the Leaky Cauldron.
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I don’t own Harry Potter, but sometimes I wish I did. I starting writing this before HBP came out, so if you could
not bugme about it, that would be great.