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Rebuilding a Town
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: 30 May 2010
Chapter 8 Rebuilding a Town
That afternoon was a very busy time as the children all received wands from the wand maker that had come in from Wellington. He had come with all his stock so that everyone could get a wand locally and not have to go take the time to travel all the way to his shop. He usually came once a month to service the town of Edgecumbe, making stops along the way at some of the other small towns.
When the parents were finished paying for the wands, they immediately stored them in their pockets for safe keeping. Everyone was disappointed but then, when Granddad mentioned going flying the mood flipped in the opposite direction. The children were excitedly launching themselves out the door to go get brooms and it was hard to contain their exuberance. Granddad had decided it would be a good way for everyone to burn off all that excess energy. He said he was going to find a way to bottle it so the children might have to be stuffed in a potions vial. The kids left the makeshift wand shop laughing, this was obviously and old joke.
“Granddad?” Little Harry said, pulling on his sleeve trying to get his attention. “Can Ethan come too?”
“Who is Ethan, Harry?” the man asked. He had not been told the story of the little boy that young Harry had tried to comfort the night before.
“He’s my friend I met last night. He can ride my broom if we don’t have enough.”
“Of course he can come, but he has to ask his parents first.”
Harry’s little shoulders sagged a bit when he was told this. “What’s the matter Harry?”
“Ethan’s parents are in the healer’s tent because they are in a coma. They used too much magic to get out of their house, sorta like Mummy and Daddy. He can’t ask his parents.” Little Harry’s face had such a heart wrenching look on it that Granddad couldn’t help but remember his own childhood. Of course he didn’t have any friends when he was that age, but he knew he would have done anything for them if he had.
“Let’s go talk to Mr. Morgan and see if we can ask someone else or perhaps he will give permission for Ethan to go.” They walked together to the where Mr. Morgan and Lucius were working.
Granddad was the first one to speak when they reached the two men. “Mr. Morgan, this is my grandson, Harry, and he would like to ask you a favor.” Little Harry was standing in front of his Granddad and the older man had his hands on the lad's shoulders as the introductions were made.
Douglas Morgan looked down at the little boy before him and smiled as he crunched down to get to the child's height. “Yes, Harry, what can I do for you?”
“Granddad is taking us kids flying and I want to invite Ethan too. But Granddad said we have to ask his parents and he can’t cause they are sleeping in the healing tent.” Little Harry explained to the man in a rush.
“I see” Mr. Morgan answered the little boy. “I think if we tell the people that are watching him that he is invited to go with you, everything will be alright. How about we go tell him now?”
It was so easy to make children happy, Douglas thought, when he saw the child’s face light up with a big smile and he started skipping out the door to go find his friend.
There were about two dozen children, between the ages of five through twelve, in total out on the field. Granddad had requested the services of Reg, Sirius, Moony, James, and Tonks to come and help. They set up wards around the field to keep the kids in a specific area so they didn’t venture out too far. Uncle Harry joined them not too much later, he loved to watch the kids fly and teach them new moves.
Some of the kids had not been on a broom before, so they had to show them how to mount and control it before they could play. Teddy, Evan and Little Harry were the best flyers in the family (out of the kids anyway) and they were showing the others how. Of course the three boys had been flying since they were still in diapers and had tons more practice at it; this left the adults to supervise and watch over the others spinning around.
That evening after dinner, Lily took Ethan to go see his parents. They were just starting to wake up and Ethan ran into his mother’s arms.
“Mummy, Mummy, you’re awake! You’re awake!” cried the little boy, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I was so afraid you wouldn’t, but Harry said you would, and that his parents had been in a coma too, and they were alright now and Mummy, I went flying and we had races and Harry showed me how to fly on the broom and are you coming out of here soon and can we go flying together?” Finally the child stopped for a breath and his mother smiled.
“Wow, sounds like you had an exciting day” the woman said to her son. “Who is this Harry you are talking about?”
“He came with the volunteers to help clean up and build the houses.” Ethan said, still a little out of breath from his earlier outburst.
“Mummy is still very tired so it will be a few more days. How have you been and who has been watching you?” the woman wanted to know that her son was well taken care of.
Lily Potter was the one that answered. “There has been a tent set up for the kids while the adults work on restoring some order to the town. Hi, I’m Lily Potter and the Harry your son is talking about is my son.”
“Hi, Evelyn Scott, and the person sleeping in the bed next to me is my husband Edward, but we call him Eddie. Pleased to meet you. Ethan said you are volunteers?”
“From England, yes. We will be here for two weeks to help with the cleanup and to get some of the businesses back up and running. This is the first time I have done something like this, but in our group there are others that have been volunteering for years.”
The woman in the bed started to get very tired. Lily noticing this said, “You will be tired for awhile, magical exhaustion will do that. They will give you another dose of restorative potion this evening.” The woman nodded her head and looked back at her son.
“Mummy has to go to sleep again, sweetie. But you can come tomorrow and see me, alright?” The weariness was evident in her voice as she spoke to her son.
“Alright, Mummy, you need lots of rest. I am going back to the kids’ tent and tell Harry he was right and you are awake. He sang a song for me last night because I was sad you were sleeping and couldn’t wake up.”
“That’s nice, Ethan. I hoped you thanked him for helping you. If it is alright with Lily, maybe you could bring him tomorrow so I can meet him. He sounds like a nice friend.”
She kissed her son goodnight and settled back down into the covers on the bed. She was glad that Ethan was taken care of and everything would be alright.
Ethan’s mother was asleep almost before she settled in bed. Lily gently took the little boy’s hand and led him back to the other children. She smiled as he went straight to the others where Little Harry and his ‘cousins’ were playing.
The next day…
The kids were standing in front of the area with the missing fence and the instructor was showing them the spell to create the blocks; smooth and flat and level and in place. All the kids had to try a few times before they got an acceptable brick but they did master it none the less. Of course, Granddad might have helped a little.
It wasn’t until the instructor told them they could put their initials on the blocks that he paid attention to the names before him.
Harry was the first and when the instructor asked him what his name was so they could mark the blocks that they made, the child said “Harry James Potter”. At first it didn’t register with the instructor but as he repeated it with each initial he looked at the young boy and asked, “Are you the Harry James Potter from England that survived the killing curse?”
Granddad was watching very carefully. James and Lily didn’t bring Harry out in public that much for this very reason. He was watching for any signs of the arrogance or self importance that he had been accused of as a child. Of course, in his case, there was none; only the misperceptions of others. He watched as Little Harry just shrugged his shoulders and meekly said “Yeah, I guess” and then stepped aside so that Teddy could take his place.
“Hi, my name is Theodore Remus Lupin” the next boy said. The instructor put the initials on the block and showed Teddy how to do it. “So your father is Remus Lupin that helps distribute the werewolf’s cure?” to which the child replied “Yes Sir”. The instructor shook his head, no wonder these kids were in this workshop even though they were a little young.
“Evan Sebastian Prince” said the next young man, to which the instructor said “From Prince Conglomerate?” Evan just nodded his head and they put his initials on the blocks that he had conjured.
“Lillian Eileen Prince, Evan is my brother.” The instructor didn’t even comment about that he had heard of the company and what they were doing in other parts of the world.
“Draco Lucius Malfoy” the older blond boy in the group. “Don’t tell me” the instructor said, “Malfoy Industries?” Draco nodded his head and put his initials on the block.
“Licinda Amelia Malfoy” was the next in line.
“Narcia Anastasia Malfoy” her twin piped up.
“Lucien Abraxas Malfoy” the youngest joined in after the others were finished.
The other children came and took their turn and soon all of them had several blocks in the wall that they were building with their initials on them.
Uncle Harry came up to them at that time because the children were being dismissed to join other pursuits. He looked at his older counterpart and said, “Don’t they need the wall built faster than this?”
Silver looked around to see where the children were before lowering his voice to a whisper. “Not really, there are wards so the wall looks as if it is still there to the outside. They do this so the kids can feel a sense of accomplishment and pride in helping other people and building something. That’s why we bring them. If we left them at home they wouldn’t learn anything. If we stayed home, we wouldn’t learn anything either.”
Harry grinned at his other older self and flung his arm around the man’s shoulders, “Well, come on ‘Granddad’, lets get the kids and go get a snack.” The kids were not allowed to work more than two hours in the workshop because they didn’t want them to exhaust themselves like the adults were. So they joined the rest of the children in their mid morning snack
In the potions lab…
“Sal can you get the phoenix tears? We are almost to the point of needing them for the potions that are brewing now.” Severus asked his partner.
“Sev, where are they?” Sal asked a few minutes later after looking and not finding them.
“Second shelf on the left, in the middle.”
“Not there Sev, is it possible we used them all?”
“I didn’t take the last of them, but maybe Snape did or Black, they were brewing all night.”
“What are we going to do?” Sal asked not even thinking about the animagus phoenixes.
“Well, I can’t transform right now, so we get someone to go find Harry.” Severus explained. “Sentry Dobby!”
As if waiting for just such a summons, the little elf appeared right on cue. Before he could even bow or address his Master appropriately Severus said, “Go tell Harry we are out of phoenix tears and tell him to hurry!”
Without wasting any time on words, Dobby popped out and into the eating area where the kids were. “Master Harry, Master Professor said you need come quickly, he is out of phoenix tears. He said you need to hurry!”
Knowing Severus the way he did, Harry looked at his counterpart and they both nodded in silent agreement. They would both flash there.
“Kids, listen up. Uncle Sev and Uncle Sal need us immediately in the potions lab. I need you to stay here until we get back.” They watched as the kids nodded and then the two men transformed. Everyone in the tent watched as a beautiful silver phoenix appeared with a pure white phoenix beside it and then flashed out of the room.
The children were sitting still eating their snack of delicious cherries some biscuits and fruit juice, but all the others looked as if they were in shock. Draco turned to look at Little Harry and Evan and asked, “What are they looking at?” but the both of them shrugged their shoulders as if to say ‘I don’t know’ and turned back to their snack in front of them.
“Wow” Ethan said as he nudged Little Harry, “were those phoenixes?” Little Harry just kept on chewing and nodded his head. When he had finished chewing he turned and looked at Ethan.
“Yeah, they do that all the time. Mostly when they need phoenix tears or feathers for a potion or when they need to be somewhere fast or something. It’s called their animagus form. My Uncle Sirius can turn into a dog, my Dad can turn into a stag, and Uncle Moony can turn into a wolf too,” young Harry said as if it were an everyday occurrence. Actually for them it was, but for everyone in the room it was not a normal occurrence at all. It was so extraordinary to be a magical creature animagi that they were stunned.
Slowly but surely the conversation started around them again and everyone went back to what they were doing.
In the healers’ tent…
Two phoenixes flashed into the tent startling several of the healers and patients alike. When the two men transformed back into their human form to enter the lab, everyone stopped talking and gawked at the men standing there. Harry hated it when they gawked, but if he and Silver had flashed straight into the potions lab, they could startle Severus or Sal, or possibly knock something over. They didn’t want to ruin the potions that the men were so painstakingly brewing.
They tapped on the box before lowering down into the common area and went into the lab.
“Oh, thank Merlin. We are out of phoenix tears and need them in ten minutes.” Severus said briskly. Harry knew he was not mad at him but focused on the task at hand and was starting to panic at being caught short of supplies.
Harry and Silver immediately flashed into their forms again and started crying tears in the bowl that had been placed on the floor. Soon the bowl was almost filled before Severus said that was plenty enough.
“Thank you love,” he said to Harry when he had transformed back into a human. “I couldn’t do it and keep an eye on these cauldrons.” Harry looked around and there were ten cauldrons around with potions in various stages of completeness. He hadn’t realized how busy they were in trying to keep up with the demand from the healers.
“We are trying to make as much as possible so they will have some when we leave. They only have one potions master in the area, and he is in the hospital tent. Most of the adults are suffering some form of magical exhaustion and we want to be prepared.
“I think they need more help than we can give. I know there are other volunteers here, but they need some specialized people.” Harry said to his husband.
Sal who was listening to the conversation asked, “What did you have in mind?”
“Prince Construction” Harry replied with a grin. “We pay the goblins to come and build while the rest of us are cleaning up. We clear the site and they build on it.”
“Do you think they will do it?”
“They are builders for us and build wizard homes all the time. I don’t know why they would not do it here.” Harry replied.
“No, I meant the people here, would they allow the goblins to work alone and build them houses.” Sal corrected the younger man.
“Let me ask the goblins first if they are willing to come and then we can ask Douglas at dinner tonight.” Harry replied.
Just at that time some of the timers for a few cauldrons went off and Sal and Severus were busy adding phoenix tears to their potions.
Harry and Silver, knowing how crucial concentration on this potion was, silently left the room to go make a floo call.
That evening Fawkes flashed in as they were eating dinner. Harry could see that he had a copy of The Daily Prophet in his talons. Gorbink must have sent it; they had told him to send any important messages with the phoenix because he could travel great distances without a problem. Everyone watched the phoenix as he gently landed on Harry’s shoulder and held out his claw to give him the paper.
“Look Sev” he said to his husband sitting next to him, “Gorbink must have thought this was pretty important to send this with Fawkes. He has an advertisement circled.”
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Hogwarts Teachers Needed
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is looking for a Transfiguration Teacher, a Potions Teacher and an Assistant to the Headmistress. If you are interested please owl your credentials to the Headmistress of Hogwarts with a letter stating why you want the position.
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress of Hogwarts School
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“This is what we have been waiting for. We need to get some of our people in there so when the kids go to school, we can keep an eye on them.”
They handed the paper to Sal. After he read it, he scoffed and said, “She is taking on an awful lot of new staff and will suffer for it. Perhaps we should help her out?” You could see the internal workings of his mind as he contemplated the opportunity to take back his school.
Next chapter will be up this weekend. Thank you to all how have sent a review, rated or just simply read and enjoyed.
The Edgecumbe quake of 1987 was real. It is a town of about 1800 people and they lost approximate 50% of their homes. New Zealand is a very beautiful place and I just wanted to explore traveling with the kids and adults while teaching them that helping people is a great joy and can give one a sense of wellbeing. After the next chapter we will be moving on to what's happening around Scotland and see if our favorite person to hate makes himself known.
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: 30 May 2010
Chapter 8 Rebuilding a Town
That afternoon was a very busy time as the children all received wands from the wand maker that had come in from Wellington. He had come with all his stock so that everyone could get a wand locally and not have to go take the time to travel all the way to his shop. He usually came once a month to service the town of Edgecumbe, making stops along the way at some of the other small towns.
When the parents were finished paying for the wands, they immediately stored them in their pockets for safe keeping. Everyone was disappointed but then, when Granddad mentioned going flying the mood flipped in the opposite direction. The children were excitedly launching themselves out the door to go get brooms and it was hard to contain their exuberance. Granddad had decided it would be a good way for everyone to burn off all that excess energy. He said he was going to find a way to bottle it so the children might have to be stuffed in a potions vial. The kids left the makeshift wand shop laughing, this was obviously and old joke.
“Granddad?” Little Harry said, pulling on his sleeve trying to get his attention. “Can Ethan come too?”
“Who is Ethan, Harry?” the man asked. He had not been told the story of the little boy that young Harry had tried to comfort the night before.
“He’s my friend I met last night. He can ride my broom if we don’t have enough.”
“Of course he can come, but he has to ask his parents first.”
Harry’s little shoulders sagged a bit when he was told this. “What’s the matter Harry?”
“Ethan’s parents are in the healer’s tent because they are in a coma. They used too much magic to get out of their house, sorta like Mummy and Daddy. He can’t ask his parents.” Little Harry’s face had such a heart wrenching look on it that Granddad couldn’t help but remember his own childhood. Of course he didn’t have any friends when he was that age, but he knew he would have done anything for them if he had.
“Let’s go talk to Mr. Morgan and see if we can ask someone else or perhaps he will give permission for Ethan to go.” They walked together to the where Mr. Morgan and Lucius were working.
Granddad was the first one to speak when they reached the two men. “Mr. Morgan, this is my grandson, Harry, and he would like to ask you a favor.” Little Harry was standing in front of his Granddad and the older man had his hands on the lad's shoulders as the introductions were made.
Douglas Morgan looked down at the little boy before him and smiled as he crunched down to get to the child's height. “Yes, Harry, what can I do for you?”
“Granddad is taking us kids flying and I want to invite Ethan too. But Granddad said we have to ask his parents and he can’t cause they are sleeping in the healing tent.” Little Harry explained to the man in a rush.
“I see” Mr. Morgan answered the little boy. “I think if we tell the people that are watching him that he is invited to go with you, everything will be alright. How about we go tell him now?”
It was so easy to make children happy, Douglas thought, when he saw the child’s face light up with a big smile and he started skipping out the door to go find his friend.
There were about two dozen children, between the ages of five through twelve, in total out on the field. Granddad had requested the services of Reg, Sirius, Moony, James, and Tonks to come and help. They set up wards around the field to keep the kids in a specific area so they didn’t venture out too far. Uncle Harry joined them not too much later, he loved to watch the kids fly and teach them new moves.
Some of the kids had not been on a broom before, so they had to show them how to mount and control it before they could play. Teddy, Evan and Little Harry were the best flyers in the family (out of the kids anyway) and they were showing the others how. Of course the three boys had been flying since they were still in diapers and had tons more practice at it; this left the adults to supervise and watch over the others spinning around.
That evening after dinner, Lily took Ethan to go see his parents. They were just starting to wake up and Ethan ran into his mother’s arms.
“Mummy, Mummy, you’re awake! You’re awake!” cried the little boy, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I was so afraid you wouldn’t, but Harry said you would, and that his parents had been in a coma too, and they were alright now and Mummy, I went flying and we had races and Harry showed me how to fly on the broom and are you coming out of here soon and can we go flying together?” Finally the child stopped for a breath and his mother smiled.
“Wow, sounds like you had an exciting day” the woman said to her son. “Who is this Harry you are talking about?”
“He came with the volunteers to help clean up and build the houses.” Ethan said, still a little out of breath from his earlier outburst.
“Mummy is still very tired so it will be a few more days. How have you been and who has been watching you?” the woman wanted to know that her son was well taken care of.
Lily Potter was the one that answered. “There has been a tent set up for the kids while the adults work on restoring some order to the town. Hi, I’m Lily Potter and the Harry your son is talking about is my son.”
“Hi, Evelyn Scott, and the person sleeping in the bed next to me is my husband Edward, but we call him Eddie. Pleased to meet you. Ethan said you are volunteers?”
“From England, yes. We will be here for two weeks to help with the cleanup and to get some of the businesses back up and running. This is the first time I have done something like this, but in our group there are others that have been volunteering for years.”
The woman in the bed started to get very tired. Lily noticing this said, “You will be tired for awhile, magical exhaustion will do that. They will give you another dose of restorative potion this evening.” The woman nodded her head and looked back at her son.
“Mummy has to go to sleep again, sweetie. But you can come tomorrow and see me, alright?” The weariness was evident in her voice as she spoke to her son.
“Alright, Mummy, you need lots of rest. I am going back to the kids’ tent and tell Harry he was right and you are awake. He sang a song for me last night because I was sad you were sleeping and couldn’t wake up.”
“That’s nice, Ethan. I hoped you thanked him for helping you. If it is alright with Lily, maybe you could bring him tomorrow so I can meet him. He sounds like a nice friend.”
She kissed her son goodnight and settled back down into the covers on the bed. She was glad that Ethan was taken care of and everything would be alright.
Ethan’s mother was asleep almost before she settled in bed. Lily gently took the little boy’s hand and led him back to the other children. She smiled as he went straight to the others where Little Harry and his ‘cousins’ were playing.
The next day…
The kids were standing in front of the area with the missing fence and the instructor was showing them the spell to create the blocks; smooth and flat and level and in place. All the kids had to try a few times before they got an acceptable brick but they did master it none the less. Of course, Granddad might have helped a little.
It wasn’t until the instructor told them they could put their initials on the blocks that he paid attention to the names before him.
Harry was the first and when the instructor asked him what his name was so they could mark the blocks that they made, the child said “Harry James Potter”. At first it didn’t register with the instructor but as he repeated it with each initial he looked at the young boy and asked, “Are you the Harry James Potter from England that survived the killing curse?”
Granddad was watching very carefully. James and Lily didn’t bring Harry out in public that much for this very reason. He was watching for any signs of the arrogance or self importance that he had been accused of as a child. Of course, in his case, there was none; only the misperceptions of others. He watched as Little Harry just shrugged his shoulders and meekly said “Yeah, I guess” and then stepped aside so that Teddy could take his place.
“Hi, my name is Theodore Remus Lupin” the next boy said. The instructor put the initials on the block and showed Teddy how to do it. “So your father is Remus Lupin that helps distribute the werewolf’s cure?” to which the child replied “Yes Sir”. The instructor shook his head, no wonder these kids were in this workshop even though they were a little young.
“Evan Sebastian Prince” said the next young man, to which the instructor said “From Prince Conglomerate?” Evan just nodded his head and they put his initials on the blocks that he had conjured.
“Lillian Eileen Prince, Evan is my brother.” The instructor didn’t even comment about that he had heard of the company and what they were doing in other parts of the world.
“Draco Lucius Malfoy” the older blond boy in the group. “Don’t tell me” the instructor said, “Malfoy Industries?” Draco nodded his head and put his initials on the block.
“Licinda Amelia Malfoy” was the next in line.
“Narcia Anastasia Malfoy” her twin piped up.
“Lucien Abraxas Malfoy” the youngest joined in after the others were finished.
The other children came and took their turn and soon all of them had several blocks in the wall that they were building with their initials on them.
Uncle Harry came up to them at that time because the children were being dismissed to join other pursuits. He looked at his older counterpart and said, “Don’t they need the wall built faster than this?”
Silver looked around to see where the children were before lowering his voice to a whisper. “Not really, there are wards so the wall looks as if it is still there to the outside. They do this so the kids can feel a sense of accomplishment and pride in helping other people and building something. That’s why we bring them. If we left them at home they wouldn’t learn anything. If we stayed home, we wouldn’t learn anything either.”
Harry grinned at his other older self and flung his arm around the man’s shoulders, “Well, come on ‘Granddad’, lets get the kids and go get a snack.” The kids were not allowed to work more than two hours in the workshop because they didn’t want them to exhaust themselves like the adults were. So they joined the rest of the children in their mid morning snack
In the potions lab…
“Sal can you get the phoenix tears? We are almost to the point of needing them for the potions that are brewing now.” Severus asked his partner.
“Sev, where are they?” Sal asked a few minutes later after looking and not finding them.
“Second shelf on the left, in the middle.”
“Not there Sev, is it possible we used them all?”
“I didn’t take the last of them, but maybe Snape did or Black, they were brewing all night.”
“What are we going to do?” Sal asked not even thinking about the animagus phoenixes.
“Well, I can’t transform right now, so we get someone to go find Harry.” Severus explained. “Sentry Dobby!”
As if waiting for just such a summons, the little elf appeared right on cue. Before he could even bow or address his Master appropriately Severus said, “Go tell Harry we are out of phoenix tears and tell him to hurry!”
Without wasting any time on words, Dobby popped out and into the eating area where the kids were. “Master Harry, Master Professor said you need come quickly, he is out of phoenix tears. He said you need to hurry!”
Knowing Severus the way he did, Harry looked at his counterpart and they both nodded in silent agreement. They would both flash there.
“Kids, listen up. Uncle Sev and Uncle Sal need us immediately in the potions lab. I need you to stay here until we get back.” They watched as the kids nodded and then the two men transformed. Everyone in the tent watched as a beautiful silver phoenix appeared with a pure white phoenix beside it and then flashed out of the room.
The children were sitting still eating their snack of delicious cherries some biscuits and fruit juice, but all the others looked as if they were in shock. Draco turned to look at Little Harry and Evan and asked, “What are they looking at?” but the both of them shrugged their shoulders as if to say ‘I don’t know’ and turned back to their snack in front of them.
“Wow” Ethan said as he nudged Little Harry, “were those phoenixes?” Little Harry just kept on chewing and nodded his head. When he had finished chewing he turned and looked at Ethan.
“Yeah, they do that all the time. Mostly when they need phoenix tears or feathers for a potion or when they need to be somewhere fast or something. It’s called their animagus form. My Uncle Sirius can turn into a dog, my Dad can turn into a stag, and Uncle Moony can turn into a wolf too,” young Harry said as if it were an everyday occurrence. Actually for them it was, but for everyone in the room it was not a normal occurrence at all. It was so extraordinary to be a magical creature animagi that they were stunned.
Slowly but surely the conversation started around them again and everyone went back to what they were doing.
In the healers’ tent…
Two phoenixes flashed into the tent startling several of the healers and patients alike. When the two men transformed back into their human form to enter the lab, everyone stopped talking and gawked at the men standing there. Harry hated it when they gawked, but if he and Silver had flashed straight into the potions lab, they could startle Severus or Sal, or possibly knock something over. They didn’t want to ruin the potions that the men were so painstakingly brewing.
They tapped on the box before lowering down into the common area and went into the lab.
“Oh, thank Merlin. We are out of phoenix tears and need them in ten minutes.” Severus said briskly. Harry knew he was not mad at him but focused on the task at hand and was starting to panic at being caught short of supplies.
Harry and Silver immediately flashed into their forms again and started crying tears in the bowl that had been placed on the floor. Soon the bowl was almost filled before Severus said that was plenty enough.
“Thank you love,” he said to Harry when he had transformed back into a human. “I couldn’t do it and keep an eye on these cauldrons.” Harry looked around and there were ten cauldrons around with potions in various stages of completeness. He hadn’t realized how busy they were in trying to keep up with the demand from the healers.
“We are trying to make as much as possible so they will have some when we leave. They only have one potions master in the area, and he is in the hospital tent. Most of the adults are suffering some form of magical exhaustion and we want to be prepared.
“I think they need more help than we can give. I know there are other volunteers here, but they need some specialized people.” Harry said to his husband.
Sal who was listening to the conversation asked, “What did you have in mind?”
“Prince Construction” Harry replied with a grin. “We pay the goblins to come and build while the rest of us are cleaning up. We clear the site and they build on it.”
“Do you think they will do it?”
“They are builders for us and build wizard homes all the time. I don’t know why they would not do it here.” Harry replied.
“No, I meant the people here, would they allow the goblins to work alone and build them houses.” Sal corrected the younger man.
“Let me ask the goblins first if they are willing to come and then we can ask Douglas at dinner tonight.” Harry replied.
Just at that time some of the timers for a few cauldrons went off and Sal and Severus were busy adding phoenix tears to their potions.
Harry and Silver, knowing how crucial concentration on this potion was, silently left the room to go make a floo call.
That evening Fawkes flashed in as they were eating dinner. Harry could see that he had a copy of The Daily Prophet in his talons. Gorbink must have sent it; they had told him to send any important messages with the phoenix because he could travel great distances without a problem. Everyone watched the phoenix as he gently landed on Harry’s shoulder and held out his claw to give him the paper.
“Look Sev” he said to his husband sitting next to him, “Gorbink must have thought this was pretty important to send this with Fawkes. He has an advertisement circled.”
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Hogwarts Teachers Needed
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is looking for a Transfiguration Teacher, a Potions Teacher and an Assistant to the Headmistress. If you are interested please owl your credentials to the Headmistress of Hogwarts with a letter stating why you want the position.
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress of Hogwarts School
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“This is what we have been waiting for. We need to get some of our people in there so when the kids go to school, we can keep an eye on them.”
They handed the paper to Sal. After he read it, he scoffed and said, “She is taking on an awful lot of new staff and will suffer for it. Perhaps we should help her out?” You could see the internal workings of his mind as he contemplated the opportunity to take back his school.
Next chapter will be up this weekend. Thank you to all how have sent a review, rated or just simply read and enjoyed.
The Edgecumbe quake of 1987 was real. It is a town of about 1800 people and they lost approximate 50% of their homes. New Zealand is a very beautiful place and I just wanted to explore traveling with the kids and adults while teaching them that helping people is a great joy and can give one a sense of wellbeing. After the next chapter we will be moving on to what's happening around Scotland and see if our favorite person to hate makes himself known.