Harry Potter and the Immortal Council
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Adult +
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6
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A Visit to Diagon Alley
Harry Potter and the Immortal Council
Chapter Three: A Visit to Diagon Alley
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Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, was more nervous than he had ever been in his entire life, even when you count all those times he had risked expulsion and/or his life to save the wizarding world from Voldemort and his Death Eaters. That does not mean that he still had a good reason to be though. This was the first time that he had seriously disobeyed Dumbledore, when it was not to save the wizarding world from Voldemort, that is.
‘I wonder how she got my letter so quickly; she does live in Egypt after all.’ Harry thought all of a sudden.
“Ivy, how did you get my letter so quickly? I thought you lived in Egypt.” He asked her.
“I did live in Egypt for about three years, until I moved to Romania for a year. After that, I lived in Russia for a year, same with China, and then I finally moved to Greece, where I also lived for a year. My family has a house in London, which is where I live now. I am hoping I will be able to finish my schooling at Hogwarts, but I don’t know if that will happen or not, considering my luck when it comes to not getting expelled.” She answered as she walked towards the bar.
“Hi Tom, can I get a private parlor please?” She asked the bartender.
“Yes Miss Marcus. Please follow me.” He said.
Tom led them to a private room away from everything else. Harry was curious as to why she wanted a room away from everyone, but as Tom brought them to the room, he guessed that he would just ask Ivy later. Tom opened the door, gave the key to Ivy, and left them alone.
“Ivy, why did you get a private room?” Harry asked.
“I thought that it might be better for us to be alone than in a crowd, you would have been more descriptive in your letter if you didn’t have anything to be kept a secret. So, what do you what to talk about?” Ivy stated.
“Well, it is a very long story . . .”
“We have all the time in the world.”
!!!!!(Should I end this chapter or continue? Sorry, I am kidding, there is more to this chapter)!!!!!
“Well, Dumbledore dropped me off on the Dursley’s doorstep the night my parents died. He left them a letter telling them everything. They knew I was a wizard the entire time, but they thought they could pound it out of me, and you can guess how that turned out. Then my Hogwarts letter came, but as you can guess, I could not get a hold of one. Since they would not give me my letter, Dumbledore sent Hagrid, the groundskeeper, to give it to me and take me to Diagon Alley to get my supplies. Ever since, I have been spending part of the summer with them, then I spend the rest of the summer with my friends. The school year is usually very interesting, especially the last couple of months . . . “
The next two hours were spent with Harry telling Ivy everything that had happened over the past five years from his eleventh birthday to the Department of Mysteries and the prophecy that told him he had to kill or be killed. Ivy had not said one word since Harry had started speaking; she just listened to him and let it all sink in. He told her everything that he had thought about since and the dream he had been having. We he finished there was silence for a few minutes until she finally spoke.
“I think that you need to take charge of your own life and stop relying on Dumbledore to run it for you. There are a few pieces of advice that I am going to give you before I take you back to Private Drive, the first is that you cannot please everyone; it is pointless for you to try. Second, things are not always, what they seem, so do not pass judgment until you know the truth. Last, you cannot trust everyone. People are like snakes, you can feed them, nurture then, care for them for years, but still they can turn on you. I say all of this for your own good please trust me and understand that Albus Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort are not that different. They both destroy peoples’ lives, manipulate a person into a pawn to help them gain more power, and both are proud, arrogant, foolish, and blind. The prophecy states that you must kill Voldemort or let him kill you, yet it does not give you a reason why other than the fact that the man will try to kill you himself. I am advising you to avoid Dumbledore and study him, find out what he has to gain from Voldemort’s defeat. Please trust me, I have not given you half-truths, lied to you, or kept information of inportantance from you.” Ivy stated as her opinion.
“I do trust you, and my instincts tell me your right, so I will go on some faith and take your advice. I also wanted to know what you think about the dream I’ve been having.” Harry told her.
“What did you feel towards the people in it?” She asked.
“I felt a connection with Marcos and Zara; it was almost like I had known them. I felt a different connection with the old woman, I felt that she was someone who would help you to no end, as if I would follow her to the end of the world, but she would gain my loyalty through trust instead of blinding me. The baby, I felt like I could easily put myself in his place. It seems too real to be a dream. What do you think?” He explained.
“I think that it wasn’t a dream, that you may be remembering something from when you were an infant.”
“If I was, then why were my parents not there?”
“They were there, I believe that your parents were known as Marcos and Zara in some circles, people that Dumbledore never knew your parents even talked to.”
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There is Chapter 3; sorry it took so long. I moved and have had a lot of homework. Stay tuned for Chapter 4: The Truth Revealed.
Chapter Three: A Visit to Diagon Alley
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Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, was more nervous than he had ever been in his entire life, even when you count all those times he had risked expulsion and/or his life to save the wizarding world from Voldemort and his Death Eaters. That does not mean that he still had a good reason to be though. This was the first time that he had seriously disobeyed Dumbledore, when it was not to save the wizarding world from Voldemort, that is.
‘I wonder how she got my letter so quickly; she does live in Egypt after all.’ Harry thought all of a sudden.
“Ivy, how did you get my letter so quickly? I thought you lived in Egypt.” He asked her.
“I did live in Egypt for about three years, until I moved to Romania for a year. After that, I lived in Russia for a year, same with China, and then I finally moved to Greece, where I also lived for a year. My family has a house in London, which is where I live now. I am hoping I will be able to finish my schooling at Hogwarts, but I don’t know if that will happen or not, considering my luck when it comes to not getting expelled.” She answered as she walked towards the bar.
“Hi Tom, can I get a private parlor please?” She asked the bartender.
“Yes Miss Marcus. Please follow me.” He said.
Tom led them to a private room away from everything else. Harry was curious as to why she wanted a room away from everyone, but as Tom brought them to the room, he guessed that he would just ask Ivy later. Tom opened the door, gave the key to Ivy, and left them alone.
“Ivy, why did you get a private room?” Harry asked.
“I thought that it might be better for us to be alone than in a crowd, you would have been more descriptive in your letter if you didn’t have anything to be kept a secret. So, what do you what to talk about?” Ivy stated.
“Well, it is a very long story . . .”
“We have all the time in the world.”
!!!!!(Should I end this chapter or continue? Sorry, I am kidding, there is more to this chapter)!!!!!
“Well, Dumbledore dropped me off on the Dursley’s doorstep the night my parents died. He left them a letter telling them everything. They knew I was a wizard the entire time, but they thought they could pound it out of me, and you can guess how that turned out. Then my Hogwarts letter came, but as you can guess, I could not get a hold of one. Since they would not give me my letter, Dumbledore sent Hagrid, the groundskeeper, to give it to me and take me to Diagon Alley to get my supplies. Ever since, I have been spending part of the summer with them, then I spend the rest of the summer with my friends. The school year is usually very interesting, especially the last couple of months . . . “
The next two hours were spent with Harry telling Ivy everything that had happened over the past five years from his eleventh birthday to the Department of Mysteries and the prophecy that told him he had to kill or be killed. Ivy had not said one word since Harry had started speaking; she just listened to him and let it all sink in. He told her everything that he had thought about since and the dream he had been having. We he finished there was silence for a few minutes until she finally spoke.
“I think that you need to take charge of your own life and stop relying on Dumbledore to run it for you. There are a few pieces of advice that I am going to give you before I take you back to Private Drive, the first is that you cannot please everyone; it is pointless for you to try. Second, things are not always, what they seem, so do not pass judgment until you know the truth. Last, you cannot trust everyone. People are like snakes, you can feed them, nurture then, care for them for years, but still they can turn on you. I say all of this for your own good please trust me and understand that Albus Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort are not that different. They both destroy peoples’ lives, manipulate a person into a pawn to help them gain more power, and both are proud, arrogant, foolish, and blind. The prophecy states that you must kill Voldemort or let him kill you, yet it does not give you a reason why other than the fact that the man will try to kill you himself. I am advising you to avoid Dumbledore and study him, find out what he has to gain from Voldemort’s defeat. Please trust me, I have not given you half-truths, lied to you, or kept information of inportantance from you.” Ivy stated as her opinion.
“I do trust you, and my instincts tell me your right, so I will go on some faith and take your advice. I also wanted to know what you think about the dream I’ve been having.” Harry told her.
“What did you feel towards the people in it?” She asked.
“I felt a connection with Marcos and Zara; it was almost like I had known them. I felt a different connection with the old woman, I felt that she was someone who would help you to no end, as if I would follow her to the end of the world, but she would gain my loyalty through trust instead of blinding me. The baby, I felt like I could easily put myself in his place. It seems too real to be a dream. What do you think?” He explained.
“I think that it wasn’t a dream, that you may be remembering something from when you were an infant.”
“If I was, then why were my parents not there?”
“They were there, I believe that your parents were known as Marcos and Zara in some circles, people that Dumbledore never knew your parents even talked to.”
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There is Chapter 3; sorry it took so long. I moved and have had a lot of homework. Stay tuned for Chapter 4: The Truth Revealed.