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Making New Friends
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever contributed to the Harry Potter stories by J. K. Rowling. I do not make money at writing this fanfiction nor any others. But, I sure do like to borrow the characters and play for awhile. I promise to put them back so others can share too.
Summary: After The Third Time Charm, Harry, Severus and company start to raise Harry Potter while trying to help the Potter parents recover. AD was right about something, Becca said, all this fame could go to his head. AD GnW RW HG MW bashing, Abuse, Anal, AU/AR, M/M, OC, Oral, Spank, Yaoi
Growing up Royal: After TTTC
Posted: 23 May 2010
Chapter 6 Making New Friends
That evening, after the children were settled in their bunks, Douglas Morgan was speaking with the children’s parents.
“Tomorrow, we will let the children work on building a brick wall that separates the magical and muggle world. They will mostly be watching the adults work and they will be taught how to do it themselves.”
“Why do you teach children the muggle way of fixing things?” Harry asked.
“Because if they see the workings of the muggle plans, it helps them focus on how to work the magic and their transfiguration spell work is better and easier for them.”
“So they can use their skill and knowledge in combination with their magical core?” Lily asked the organizer of the crews. She still couldn’t believe how organized Douglas and some of the other Ministry workers were.
“Exactly, it is sort of like trying to turn a pine needle into a needle. If you know what a needle is and how it works it is easier to do the spell.”
“They are too young for wands and can’t do spells.” Harry said to the older man. “They are not allowed wands.”
“Ah, yes, well they are not allowed wands in England. It is perfectly legal for them to use wands in New Zealand, especially if they are helping after a natural disaster. That is why we have these workshops also. It gives them some experience before starting school and helps them stay ahead in their classes.”
Lily nodded at this; she remembered how in her first transfiguration class, she was one of the first to make the needle appear. Charms work was the same way, she had always relied on what she knew from home how something was suppose to be and made it work with the magic. It was good that they let their children learn to do things like this. She was sorry that Alice hadn’t let Neville come along. It would have been a good experience for him too.
Doc walked in just at that time and went over to Grandpapa and Severus. He would always call the man Black for his animagus form; Grandpapa, like the kids called him was just too infantile for a man his age.
“How much potion and ingredients do we have to treat magical exhaustion? There are fifteen cases in the hospital tent including the local Potions Master and no one knows about our methods of treatment.”
Severus wasn’t sure how much they could do with the supplies they had brought. Some of the ingredients they brought were needed of calming drafts and healing drafts as well. “Douglas” he called out from the corner of the room where he had been conferring with Doc, “can you give us an idea of how much calming draft and healing drafts we need. Doc here says that your people are suffering from magical exhaustion as well.”
“That is why we need the calming draft, dreamless sleep too I would think. They don’t want to be cooped up in the hospital, they want to help with the rebuilding, but if they try and use their magic, it will deplete it even more.” Douglas had a worried expression on his face and he thought about some of the patients in the medical tent. Some of them had used huge amounts of magic to keep their homes from falling on top of them and their families. There was one couple in a coma from magical depletion.
“We have a better way to treat that” Severus said. “Doc, have you spoken with the other medical staff on hand in the tent?”
“Not much, they are all too busy and certainly too stressed to learn new treatments without the proper potions and ingredients. I was wondering if we had some fairy dust with us. I brought some, but there is major magical depletion and we don’t have enough for everyone. Especially if we get new cases from the people that don’t get enough rest while rebuilding.”
Severus placed his hand on Doc’s left shoulder and squeezed hard to get his attention. He tried to convey that he would talk to Lili in the morning but didn’t want to say anything in front of the other workers. Earlier, when his daughter announced she was a ‘Fairy Princess’ his heart almost stopped pounding in his chest and skipped a beat. They had told her before to be discrete in telling people but he and Harry obviously needed to speak to her again on the definition of ‘discrete’.
Doc nodded in response to Severus’ gesture and said, “I need to go back and help keep a watch on the patients, but if you could come in the morning, I am sure we can come up with something to help.”
After he left, Douglas Morgan then addressed the other wizards. “You seem to know of a better way to treat some of the ailments the patients are suffering from.” Severus nodded in response to the questions formed in the statement. “If you want to be moved to the medical facility, such as it is, we can arrange that. There is no potions lab over there though. We haven’t been able to set one up yet.”
“We brought our own” was the cryptic replay. Harry who was sitting a few meters away smiled at the obvious confusion on their new friend’s face.
“We have ways of transporting what we need to any location we desire. You will see tomorrow. For right now, I think I will turn in and get some sleep.” Harry got up and entered into the men’s side of the tent with some of the other’s following.
“Do you think you can add another section for couples to this place?” Harry asked as they noticed the beds row by row. It was like a dorm room at school, but with more beds and less other furniture. There was a bathroom off to the side, but it only had shower stalls and no bath tubs.
“We could but couples want privacy and not to be thrown into the same room with bigger beds. We have tried to get some trunks with rooms in them but they got delayed. It seems our order was too big or something and it needed to go through the owners. I never did understand the reasoning.”
Harry knocked the palm of his hand against his head and said to Severus, “That’s what we forgot. We forgot to tell them about their merchandise order!” Harry started taking little boxes the size of a deck of cards out of his pockets. He had about twenty of them before he reached the bottom of his endless pocket.
“I don’t understand, what order?” the man questioned. By now they were attracting some attention from the other volunteers in the room as well.
“The order for your trunks! I approved it yesterday!” Harry then explained how someone (he didn’t say who) had ordered several boxes at one time to use them to discredit the company; hence the reason for the rule on multiple orders. He banished three of the much needed single beds to the moans of several of the men in the room, so he could put the little boxes on the floor a meter apart. One by one he restored them to their original size until all twenty were finished.
Severus just stayed still with a smirk on his face as he watched Harry work. His husband loved to make a big show; must be his Gryffindor side showing.
“I didn’t realize you were affiliated with the same people that made these. I was only told you were with Prince Pharmaceuticals.”
“We do that too.” Severus said in a somber tone. He didn’t want to encourage too much discussion on what they did or how many industries they were involved in. It never bode well with him when he was pulled into those types of discussions. They currently didn’t have any projects in New Zealand and they didn’t want to get sidetracked when so many other things needed done first.
The others started to flow into the room as it was getting late. They already had their own trunks so Reg, Sirius, Mooney and Snape all placed their trunks against the wall and stepped in. The New Zealanders watched in awe as the men stepped into the trunk and the bottom of the trunk started to lower as it turned into a platform to land in a living room with 2 bedrooms and bath.
Harry then turned to Douglas. “Your order was for ten of these trunks, but we brought a few more. If we banish more of the beds, we can place a divider between the sleeping men and have a couple’s area. I know that Lily, Becca and Tonks have some more of their own trunks and some of us can double up.” Harry explained. “They all have two bedrooms, a living room and bathroom with charmed plumbing.”
Once Severus and Harry and the others were situated, one of the New Zealand volunteers looked at the Ministry Assistant and asked quietly under his breath, “Who are these people?” Douglas looked at him and wondered how much he was allowed to share. It wasn’t as if anyone told him not to say anything, but somehow he got the impression that they were very private people.
He shook his head in confusion before he said, “I only know that the Australian Minister for Magic told us in a conference that they were coming and to treat them well. He didn’t say much except in passing when he mentioned that ‘The Royals are changing the world as we know it’. I didn’t know what that meant at the time but I think we are going to find out.”
“Can I go get my wife then and get some sleep?” another volunteer asked. Some of the husbands had been most vocal in not being with their spouses. It was just that so much energy was focused on the work and not the comfort of the workers. Douglas nodded his head and wondered if he should get his own spouse for a good nights sleep. But then, his husband was one of the Healers in the medical building so he decided not to. It had been two weeks since the quake and he was getting tired.
Back with the children…
Little Harry woke up wondering what the noise was. It took him a few minutes to remember where he was and he looked around to find out where the crying was coming from.
Two beds over from where he had been sleeping, there was a young boy that was crying into his pillow as if trying to muffle the noise his sobs were making. He was about the same size as little Harry so he figured that he was about the same age.
“What’s wrong?” asked the green eyed child as he quietly left his bed to go to the other one. “Why are you so sad?”
In the dim light, he could only make out a few features. The little boy had dark hair, although Harry could not tell what color. He was a little bit heavier than Harry also. The child looked up at his visitor and sniffed and tried to hide his tears. He was too big for crying.
“My Mum and Dad are in the hospital from using too much magic. They were using lots of it to get me out of my room when my bed fell through the floor. I haven’t seen them today. No one would take me or let me go by myself.”
Little Harry sat on the bed of the other child and softly spoke. “You don’t have to worry, my Uncle Harry and Uncle Sev and Doc and bunches of others are here now. They can fix your parents” he said with conviction. He had absolute confidence that his family would be able to help, they could do anything.
“How do you know?” the other child asked.
“Because my parents were in a coma and they helped them. I don’t remember it too much, it happened when I was really young. They told me about it though, and I know they will help your family too. That is why we are here, to help fix things. My parents are here too and will help.”
Then Harry held out his hand and said, “My name is Harry, what is yours?”
“Ethan, my name is Ethan. Nice to meet you Harry” he replied as he took the other child’s hand.
“My Aunt Becca taught me a song for when I can’t sleep. Want to hear it?”
“Sure, but I don’t think it will work, I can’t sleep when I wake up like this.”
Little Harry, with his child like tenor, started to sing in hushed tones so as not to wake the others. His Aunt Becca had taught him and the other kids several songs, but there was one he was thinking of at the moment and he hesitantly started to sing.
“Close your eyes and don’t you fret
The day is done and you can bet
Your dreams will be now alright
If you think on all things bright
Clear your mind of all the past
Put it away so it will last
Put your worries in a box or two
You can store it in the floo
Let your troules all fly away
Send them to another place
Clear your mind of all the past
Put it away so it will last.”
Little Harry looked at the child in the bed and noticed his eyes were drooping. “Good night Ethan” he said before returning to his own bed.
He didn’t see one of the volunteers in the corner of the room keeping a watch over the children as they slept. He didn’t see the tears of gratefulness in her eyes as he had sung to the little boy that had been waking up crying for the last two weeks, worried about his parents. He also didn’t see her silent “Thank Merlin” either, as he closed his eyes and thought about all the kids in the tent that had lost their homes. It felt good to give them some comfort.
The next morning, when the shift changed and another worker showed up to relieve the night person, the story of the little song and how the young wizard sang to the distressed child, was passed on while they still slept. When the night volunteer made her way to the adult’s tent, she found to her amazement that a trunk was assigned to her. She could sleep in a real bed and take a bath in a real bath tub with all the hot water she could want. There were mild pain potions in the bathroom cabinet and wonderful smelling lavender soap. She blissfully went to bed an hour later putting her worries in boxes to floo far away. It was the best rest she’d had since the quake had taken her home.
Summary: After The Third Time Charm, Harry, Severus and company start to raise Harry Potter while trying to help the Potter parents recover. AD was right about something, Becca said, all this fame could go to his head. AD GnW RW HG MW bashing, Abuse, Anal, AU/AR, M/M, OC, Oral, Spank, Yaoi
Growing up Royal: After TTTC
Posted: 23 May 2010
Chapter 6 Making New Friends
That evening, after the children were settled in their bunks, Douglas Morgan was speaking with the children’s parents.
“Tomorrow, we will let the children work on building a brick wall that separates the magical and muggle world. They will mostly be watching the adults work and they will be taught how to do it themselves.”
“Why do you teach children the muggle way of fixing things?” Harry asked.
“Because if they see the workings of the muggle plans, it helps them focus on how to work the magic and their transfiguration spell work is better and easier for them.”
“So they can use their skill and knowledge in combination with their magical core?” Lily asked the organizer of the crews. She still couldn’t believe how organized Douglas and some of the other Ministry workers were.
“Exactly, it is sort of like trying to turn a pine needle into a needle. If you know what a needle is and how it works it is easier to do the spell.”
“They are too young for wands and can’t do spells.” Harry said to the older man. “They are not allowed wands.”
“Ah, yes, well they are not allowed wands in England. It is perfectly legal for them to use wands in New Zealand, especially if they are helping after a natural disaster. That is why we have these workshops also. It gives them some experience before starting school and helps them stay ahead in their classes.”
Lily nodded at this; she remembered how in her first transfiguration class, she was one of the first to make the needle appear. Charms work was the same way, she had always relied on what she knew from home how something was suppose to be and made it work with the magic. It was good that they let their children learn to do things like this. She was sorry that Alice hadn’t let Neville come along. It would have been a good experience for him too.
Doc walked in just at that time and went over to Grandpapa and Severus. He would always call the man Black for his animagus form; Grandpapa, like the kids called him was just too infantile for a man his age.
“How much potion and ingredients do we have to treat magical exhaustion? There are fifteen cases in the hospital tent including the local Potions Master and no one knows about our methods of treatment.”
Severus wasn’t sure how much they could do with the supplies they had brought. Some of the ingredients they brought were needed of calming drafts and healing drafts as well. “Douglas” he called out from the corner of the room where he had been conferring with Doc, “can you give us an idea of how much calming draft and healing drafts we need. Doc here says that your people are suffering from magical exhaustion as well.”
“That is why we need the calming draft, dreamless sleep too I would think. They don’t want to be cooped up in the hospital, they want to help with the rebuilding, but if they try and use their magic, it will deplete it even more.” Douglas had a worried expression on his face and he thought about some of the patients in the medical tent. Some of them had used huge amounts of magic to keep their homes from falling on top of them and their families. There was one couple in a coma from magical depletion.
“We have a better way to treat that” Severus said. “Doc, have you spoken with the other medical staff on hand in the tent?”
“Not much, they are all too busy and certainly too stressed to learn new treatments without the proper potions and ingredients. I was wondering if we had some fairy dust with us. I brought some, but there is major magical depletion and we don’t have enough for everyone. Especially if we get new cases from the people that don’t get enough rest while rebuilding.”
Severus placed his hand on Doc’s left shoulder and squeezed hard to get his attention. He tried to convey that he would talk to Lili in the morning but didn’t want to say anything in front of the other workers. Earlier, when his daughter announced she was a ‘Fairy Princess’ his heart almost stopped pounding in his chest and skipped a beat. They had told her before to be discrete in telling people but he and Harry obviously needed to speak to her again on the definition of ‘discrete’.
Doc nodded in response to Severus’ gesture and said, “I need to go back and help keep a watch on the patients, but if you could come in the morning, I am sure we can come up with something to help.”
After he left, Douglas Morgan then addressed the other wizards. “You seem to know of a better way to treat some of the ailments the patients are suffering from.” Severus nodded in response to the questions formed in the statement. “If you want to be moved to the medical facility, such as it is, we can arrange that. There is no potions lab over there though. We haven’t been able to set one up yet.”
“We brought our own” was the cryptic replay. Harry who was sitting a few meters away smiled at the obvious confusion on their new friend’s face.
“We have ways of transporting what we need to any location we desire. You will see tomorrow. For right now, I think I will turn in and get some sleep.” Harry got up and entered into the men’s side of the tent with some of the other’s following.
“Do you think you can add another section for couples to this place?” Harry asked as they noticed the beds row by row. It was like a dorm room at school, but with more beds and less other furniture. There was a bathroom off to the side, but it only had shower stalls and no bath tubs.
“We could but couples want privacy and not to be thrown into the same room with bigger beds. We have tried to get some trunks with rooms in them but they got delayed. It seems our order was too big or something and it needed to go through the owners. I never did understand the reasoning.”
Harry knocked the palm of his hand against his head and said to Severus, “That’s what we forgot. We forgot to tell them about their merchandise order!” Harry started taking little boxes the size of a deck of cards out of his pockets. He had about twenty of them before he reached the bottom of his endless pocket.
“I don’t understand, what order?” the man questioned. By now they were attracting some attention from the other volunteers in the room as well.
“The order for your trunks! I approved it yesterday!” Harry then explained how someone (he didn’t say who) had ordered several boxes at one time to use them to discredit the company; hence the reason for the rule on multiple orders. He banished three of the much needed single beds to the moans of several of the men in the room, so he could put the little boxes on the floor a meter apart. One by one he restored them to their original size until all twenty were finished.
Severus just stayed still with a smirk on his face as he watched Harry work. His husband loved to make a big show; must be his Gryffindor side showing.
“I didn’t realize you were affiliated with the same people that made these. I was only told you were with Prince Pharmaceuticals.”
“We do that too.” Severus said in a somber tone. He didn’t want to encourage too much discussion on what they did or how many industries they were involved in. It never bode well with him when he was pulled into those types of discussions. They currently didn’t have any projects in New Zealand and they didn’t want to get sidetracked when so many other things needed done first.
The others started to flow into the room as it was getting late. They already had their own trunks so Reg, Sirius, Mooney and Snape all placed their trunks against the wall and stepped in. The New Zealanders watched in awe as the men stepped into the trunk and the bottom of the trunk started to lower as it turned into a platform to land in a living room with 2 bedrooms and bath.
Harry then turned to Douglas. “Your order was for ten of these trunks, but we brought a few more. If we banish more of the beds, we can place a divider between the sleeping men and have a couple’s area. I know that Lily, Becca and Tonks have some more of their own trunks and some of us can double up.” Harry explained. “They all have two bedrooms, a living room and bathroom with charmed plumbing.”
Once Severus and Harry and the others were situated, one of the New Zealand volunteers looked at the Ministry Assistant and asked quietly under his breath, “Who are these people?” Douglas looked at him and wondered how much he was allowed to share. It wasn’t as if anyone told him not to say anything, but somehow he got the impression that they were very private people.
He shook his head in confusion before he said, “I only know that the Australian Minister for Magic told us in a conference that they were coming and to treat them well. He didn’t say much except in passing when he mentioned that ‘The Royals are changing the world as we know it’. I didn’t know what that meant at the time but I think we are going to find out.”
“Can I go get my wife then and get some sleep?” another volunteer asked. Some of the husbands had been most vocal in not being with their spouses. It was just that so much energy was focused on the work and not the comfort of the workers. Douglas nodded his head and wondered if he should get his own spouse for a good nights sleep. But then, his husband was one of the Healers in the medical building so he decided not to. It had been two weeks since the quake and he was getting tired.
Back with the children…
Little Harry woke up wondering what the noise was. It took him a few minutes to remember where he was and he looked around to find out where the crying was coming from.
Two beds over from where he had been sleeping, there was a young boy that was crying into his pillow as if trying to muffle the noise his sobs were making. He was about the same size as little Harry so he figured that he was about the same age.
“What’s wrong?” asked the green eyed child as he quietly left his bed to go to the other one. “Why are you so sad?”
In the dim light, he could only make out a few features. The little boy had dark hair, although Harry could not tell what color. He was a little bit heavier than Harry also. The child looked up at his visitor and sniffed and tried to hide his tears. He was too big for crying.
“My Mum and Dad are in the hospital from using too much magic. They were using lots of it to get me out of my room when my bed fell through the floor. I haven’t seen them today. No one would take me or let me go by myself.”
Little Harry sat on the bed of the other child and softly spoke. “You don’t have to worry, my Uncle Harry and Uncle Sev and Doc and bunches of others are here now. They can fix your parents” he said with conviction. He had absolute confidence that his family would be able to help, they could do anything.
“How do you know?” the other child asked.
“Because my parents were in a coma and they helped them. I don’t remember it too much, it happened when I was really young. They told me about it though, and I know they will help your family too. That is why we are here, to help fix things. My parents are here too and will help.”
Then Harry held out his hand and said, “My name is Harry, what is yours?”
“Ethan, my name is Ethan. Nice to meet you Harry” he replied as he took the other child’s hand.
“My Aunt Becca taught me a song for when I can’t sleep. Want to hear it?”
“Sure, but I don’t think it will work, I can’t sleep when I wake up like this.”
Little Harry, with his child like tenor, started to sing in hushed tones so as not to wake the others. His Aunt Becca had taught him and the other kids several songs, but there was one he was thinking of at the moment and he hesitantly started to sing.
“Close your eyes and don’t you fret
The day is done and you can bet
Your dreams will be now alright
If you think on all things bright
Clear your mind of all the past
Put it away so it will last
Put your worries in a box or two
You can store it in the floo
Let your troules all fly away
Send them to another place
Clear your mind of all the past
Put it away so it will last.”
Little Harry looked at the child in the bed and noticed his eyes were drooping. “Good night Ethan” he said before returning to his own bed.
He didn’t see one of the volunteers in the corner of the room keeping a watch over the children as they slept. He didn’t see the tears of gratefulness in her eyes as he had sung to the little boy that had been waking up crying for the last two weeks, worried about his parents. He also didn’t see her silent “Thank Merlin” either, as he closed his eyes and thought about all the kids in the tent that had lost their homes. It felt good to give them some comfort.
The next morning, when the shift changed and another worker showed up to relieve the night person, the story of the little song and how the young wizard sang to the distressed child, was passed on while they still slept. When the night volunteer made her way to the adult’s tent, she found to her amazement that a trunk was assigned to her. She could sleep in a real bed and take a bath in a real bath tub with all the hot water she could want. There were mild pain potions in the bathroom cabinet and wonderful smelling lavender soap. She blissfully went to bed an hour later putting her worries in boxes to floo far away. It was the best rest she’d had since the quake had taken her home.