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Adult +
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21
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81,742
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Chapter 3
Disclaimer: See ch 1
Warnings: See ch 1
A/N: So, here's the third chapter. This is the last one I'll upload today, it wouldn't be too much fun to just have all the chapters up at once, and then have to wait a long time for the next, and...I'm rambling, aren't I? *muse and plotbunny nods their heads* Well, darn.
Oh, well. Here you are then, chapter 3. Enjoy!
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Chapter 3
“What the…Saffy!”
“Yes, Master Potter? What can Saffy do for Master?”
“Could you please take these letters and then see to that all the owls get something to eat and drink? And have the letters down in the Breakfast Room when I come down to eat in a few minutes?”
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will do that at once.”
She snapped her fingers and all the letters disappeared down to the Breakfast Room and all the owls flew out the window again.
When he was alone again, he let down the mask that had come up the second the house elf had appeared.
His face twisted in to a tired and frightened look. He was still upset about his nightmares and all he had gone through up until yesterday. The physical scars may have healed to faint silver and pink lines and his bruises may have faded, but the mental and emotional ones would be raw and bleeding for a long time.
Why had this happened to him?
What had he done to deserve it? What had he done to deserve a crazy uncle abusing him his whole life, and then on top of that he had to have a crazy wizard after him as well!
And don’t even get him started on the crazy old fucker whose fault all of this was. Dumblefuck was so on Harry’s shit list right now – and he had been since the incident at the DoM when Sirius died.
Did he really think that Harry was oblivious to his manipulations?
Harry had been on to him since 3rd year when Sirius broke out of Azkaban. The Sorting Hat hadn’t wanted to put him in Slytherin for nothing. He had brains and was very intelligent, he just didn’t show it to keep up the image of the oblivious and perfect Gryffindor.
He was so sick and tired of having Dumbledore treating him like a weapon and having Ron and the other Weasleys treating him like the ‘almighty saviour’. The only ones that didn’t treat him like that were Hermione and Moony. And Malfoy and his cronies.
As he made his way towards the Breakfast Room, he started planning.
Maybe this year he should let everyone see the real him? This is, after all, the first year at Hogwarts that he didn’t have a murderous raving lunatic after him.
“Master’s breakfast is ready, and Master’s letters is here. Will Master be wanting anythings else?”
“Thanks, Saffy. I’ll let you know if I need anything.”
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will go clean then.”
“Ok, I’ll see you later.”
The house elf nodded and disappeared with a loud POP.
‘Merlin, how easily I fall back under my mask. It’s almost frightening in a way. Maybe this year I should drop it. Otherwise I might not be able to. Now let’s see who all these letters are from?’
He sat down at the table and pulled the first letter from the pile next to his plate.
“Oh, it’s from Mione. Wonder how she is?”
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday, brother!
Must feel nice to finally be of age so you can get out of that horrid place. I know that it’s much worse than you’ve told us, but I hope you feel like you can open up to me this year. Anyway, I’ll be spending the rest of Holidays in America with my family. We decided to go there two weeks early, seeing as Ron and I broke up last week.
He was being such a prat, Harry!
Saying that he didn’t have to be your friend now, seeing as you’d defeated Voldemort. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing!
Apparently he was only your friend because he wanted a part of your fame. The rest of the Weasley family can’t believe him either, and Ginny told me that he’s being disowned because of it. Well, I have to go, mum is calling me.
Hope you’re ok, and that I’ll see you on September 1st.
Love always, Hermione.
“So Ron decided to dump me, again? Well, I can’t say that I’m surprised. I’m glad she dumped his arse quick, he was being a right git to her.”
He conjured up parchment, ink and a quill (again wandlessly, poor Harry, he’s been so preoccupied he hasn’t realized he’s done all magic wandlessly after his birthday) and started writing a letter back to his friend.
Dear Mione,
Thanks for telling me about Ron. I can’t really say that I’m surprised, he was always like that, especially after the TriWizard thing in 4th year.
I’m glad you dumped him. I know he was abusing you, and I was too fucked up last year to do anything about it.
I’m so sorry for leaving you in that position when I know how it feels myself. That is something I would like to talk to you about when we get back to school. Do you think we could meet in your room after the Welcoming Feast? I know that you’re going to get Head Girl, so congrats on that, lil’ sis!
This year I’m going to show the real me, no more Gryffindor Golden Boy, I’m through with acting the way everyone expects me to. With old Voldy dead I can finally be myself. I hope I can still count you as a friend and sister after I tell you.
If you want to come see me before school starts, just floo to Griffin’s Nest in Wales. Otherwise I’ll see you September 1st on the Express.
Love always, Harry.
Putting his reply aside for now, he dug in to his breakfast.
When he was finished, he pulled the next letter to him.
“Oh, great, it’s from Dumblefuck. Now what does he want?” Sighing heavily he opened the letter and started reading. His frown just got deeper and deeper.
Harry, my boy
Congratulations on turning seventeen. You are now of age and free to do as you please in many things.
However, I detected you leaving through the wards surrounding Number 4, Privet Drive yesterday morning.
My dear boy, I must ask you to return to your aunt and uncle’s house, it is the only place you are safe. After you defeated Lord Voldemort not all of his followers were captured, and some are still at large.
It would be for the best if you were to return there until September 1st, when you will return to Hogwarts.
I have enclosed your Hogwarts letter and supply list, please send the list of classes you wish to take back promptly.
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts.
“What the fuck is he on about? Safe?! I was never safe in that house. Besides, with all the wards on this place there’s no way in Hell the DE’s will find me here.”
Looking over the list of classes, he quickly ticked the boxes for DADA, Transfiguration, Healing Magic, Animagus training, Magical Serpents, Potions and Wandless Magic.
Then he started writing his reply to Dumblefuck’s letter.
Dumbledore,
As you said I am now seventeen, and I am of age in the Wizarding World. Therefore I will stand by my decision to leave Privet Drive.
Enclosed is my class list.
See you on September 1st.
H.J Potter.
“Saffy!”
“Yes, Master Potter? What can Saffy do for Master?”
“I want you to go to Hogwarts with this list to Professor McGonagall and this letter to Headmaster Dumbledore. Go to McGonagall first and just drop the letter in Dumbledore’s office. Do not linger and do not answer any questions, ok? After that I would like you to go to Diagon Ally and pick up my school supplies.” He handed her the supplies list that had appeared after he chose his classes.
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will go right away.”
When she left, Harry read through the other letters, they were all from people he went to school with wishing him a happy birthday.
The last letter, however, had the official Gringott’s seal on it, and he opened it curiously.
Dear Mr Potter,
In the event of you coming in to your inheritance last night, it has come to our attention that several vaults have been attached to yours.
If it is convenient for you, we would like to have a meeting with you at 12 noon today, August 1st for you to receive your new keys.
Also, if you like, we could combine all the different vaults into one. You would then have vault number 001.
Enclosed is a list of all your assets in said vaults.
Grebnic the Greedy
Head of Inheritance Office
Gringott’s Main Branch, Diagon Ally.
Raising his eyebrows, Harry looked down the list to the grand total.
When he saw the sum his eyes widened considerably.
“I have how much?!”
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A/N2: Ta-da! Make my day and leave a review!
Until next time!
//LoveGD
Warnings: See ch 1
A/N: So, here's the third chapter. This is the last one I'll upload today, it wouldn't be too much fun to just have all the chapters up at once, and then have to wait a long time for the next, and...I'm rambling, aren't I? *muse and plotbunny nods their heads* Well, darn.
Oh, well. Here you are then, chapter 3. Enjoy!
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Chapter 3
“What the…Saffy!”
“Yes, Master Potter? What can Saffy do for Master?”
“Could you please take these letters and then see to that all the owls get something to eat and drink? And have the letters down in the Breakfast Room when I come down to eat in a few minutes?”
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will do that at once.”
She snapped her fingers and all the letters disappeared down to the Breakfast Room and all the owls flew out the window again.
When he was alone again, he let down the mask that had come up the second the house elf had appeared.
His face twisted in to a tired and frightened look. He was still upset about his nightmares and all he had gone through up until yesterday. The physical scars may have healed to faint silver and pink lines and his bruises may have faded, but the mental and emotional ones would be raw and bleeding for a long time.
Why had this happened to him?
What had he done to deserve it? What had he done to deserve a crazy uncle abusing him his whole life, and then on top of that he had to have a crazy wizard after him as well!
And don’t even get him started on the crazy old fucker whose fault all of this was. Dumblefuck was so on Harry’s shit list right now – and he had been since the incident at the DoM when Sirius died.
Did he really think that Harry was oblivious to his manipulations?
Harry had been on to him since 3rd year when Sirius broke out of Azkaban. The Sorting Hat hadn’t wanted to put him in Slytherin for nothing. He had brains and was very intelligent, he just didn’t show it to keep up the image of the oblivious and perfect Gryffindor.
He was so sick and tired of having Dumbledore treating him like a weapon and having Ron and the other Weasleys treating him like the ‘almighty saviour’. The only ones that didn’t treat him like that were Hermione and Moony. And Malfoy and his cronies.
As he made his way towards the Breakfast Room, he started planning.
Maybe this year he should let everyone see the real him? This is, after all, the first year at Hogwarts that he didn’t have a murderous raving lunatic after him.
“Master’s breakfast is ready, and Master’s letters is here. Will Master be wanting anythings else?”
“Thanks, Saffy. I’ll let you know if I need anything.”
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will go clean then.”
“Ok, I’ll see you later.”
The house elf nodded and disappeared with a loud POP.
‘Merlin, how easily I fall back under my mask. It’s almost frightening in a way. Maybe this year I should drop it. Otherwise I might not be able to. Now let’s see who all these letters are from?’
He sat down at the table and pulled the first letter from the pile next to his plate.
“Oh, it’s from Mione. Wonder how she is?”
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday, brother!
Must feel nice to finally be of age so you can get out of that horrid place. I know that it’s much worse than you’ve told us, but I hope you feel like you can open up to me this year. Anyway, I’ll be spending the rest of Holidays in America with my family. We decided to go there two weeks early, seeing as Ron and I broke up last week.
He was being such a prat, Harry!
Saying that he didn’t have to be your friend now, seeing as you’d defeated Voldemort. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing!
Apparently he was only your friend because he wanted a part of your fame. The rest of the Weasley family can’t believe him either, and Ginny told me that he’s being disowned because of it. Well, I have to go, mum is calling me.
Hope you’re ok, and that I’ll see you on September 1st.
Love always, Hermione.
“So Ron decided to dump me, again? Well, I can’t say that I’m surprised. I’m glad she dumped his arse quick, he was being a right git to her.”
He conjured up parchment, ink and a quill (again wandlessly, poor Harry, he’s been so preoccupied he hasn’t realized he’s done all magic wandlessly after his birthday) and started writing a letter back to his friend.
Dear Mione,
Thanks for telling me about Ron. I can’t really say that I’m surprised, he was always like that, especially after the TriWizard thing in 4th year.
I’m glad you dumped him. I know he was abusing you, and I was too fucked up last year to do anything about it.
I’m so sorry for leaving you in that position when I know how it feels myself. That is something I would like to talk to you about when we get back to school. Do you think we could meet in your room after the Welcoming Feast? I know that you’re going to get Head Girl, so congrats on that, lil’ sis!
This year I’m going to show the real me, no more Gryffindor Golden Boy, I’m through with acting the way everyone expects me to. With old Voldy dead I can finally be myself. I hope I can still count you as a friend and sister after I tell you.
If you want to come see me before school starts, just floo to Griffin’s Nest in Wales. Otherwise I’ll see you September 1st on the Express.
Love always, Harry.
Putting his reply aside for now, he dug in to his breakfast.
When he was finished, he pulled the next letter to him.
“Oh, great, it’s from Dumblefuck. Now what does he want?” Sighing heavily he opened the letter and started reading. His frown just got deeper and deeper.
Harry, my boy
Congratulations on turning seventeen. You are now of age and free to do as you please in many things.
However, I detected you leaving through the wards surrounding Number 4, Privet Drive yesterday morning.
My dear boy, I must ask you to return to your aunt and uncle’s house, it is the only place you are safe. After you defeated Lord Voldemort not all of his followers were captured, and some are still at large.
It would be for the best if you were to return there until September 1st, when you will return to Hogwarts.
I have enclosed your Hogwarts letter and supply list, please send the list of classes you wish to take back promptly.
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts.
“What the fuck is he on about? Safe?! I was never safe in that house. Besides, with all the wards on this place there’s no way in Hell the DE’s will find me here.”
Looking over the list of classes, he quickly ticked the boxes for DADA, Transfiguration, Healing Magic, Animagus training, Magical Serpents, Potions and Wandless Magic.
Then he started writing his reply to Dumblefuck’s letter.
Dumbledore,
As you said I am now seventeen, and I am of age in the Wizarding World. Therefore I will stand by my decision to leave Privet Drive.
Enclosed is my class list.
See you on September 1st.
H.J Potter.
“Saffy!”
“Yes, Master Potter? What can Saffy do for Master?”
“I want you to go to Hogwarts with this list to Professor McGonagall and this letter to Headmaster Dumbledore. Go to McGonagall first and just drop the letter in Dumbledore’s office. Do not linger and do not answer any questions, ok? After that I would like you to go to Diagon Ally and pick up my school supplies.” He handed her the supplies list that had appeared after he chose his classes.
“Yes, Master Potter. Saffy will go right away.”
When she left, Harry read through the other letters, they were all from people he went to school with wishing him a happy birthday.
The last letter, however, had the official Gringott’s seal on it, and he opened it curiously.
Dear Mr Potter,
In the event of you coming in to your inheritance last night, it has come to our attention that several vaults have been attached to yours.
If it is convenient for you, we would like to have a meeting with you at 12 noon today, August 1st for you to receive your new keys.
Also, if you like, we could combine all the different vaults into one. You would then have vault number 001.
Enclosed is a list of all your assets in said vaults.
Grebnic the Greedy
Head of Inheritance Office
Gringott’s Main Branch, Diagon Ally.
Raising his eyebrows, Harry looked down the list to the grand total.
When he saw the sum his eyes widened considerably.
“I have how much?!”
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A/N2: Ta-da! Make my day and leave a review!
Until next time!
//LoveGD