Chapter 118: chapter 117:Gold(part-2)
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goodnight. Ron and Hermione gave him soft smiles. Harry headed for his tent and stepped in. Xi-Wong followed and headed for the cot set up in the living room. Harry yawned tiredly and quickly brushed his teeth and changed into some plain black sleeping pants and a white t-shirt. He turned the lamp off and made sure Xi-Wong was fine before moving into his own room.
He practically collapsed on his bed, exhausted from the day's activities. He smothered his face into his pillow and breathed deeply, letting himself relax into the soft mattress. Before he could find sleep though a rustle of cloth signified his door opening. Silence dominated for a moment before his blankets were lifted and a body slid into bed with him. Strong arms circled his waist and pulled him into a strong chest.
Harry buried his face in Valentine's night shirt and smiled softly at the comfort.
"You worried me terribly for a while there poppet." The vampire whispered softly. "I have grown attached to you."
Harry smiled and found consciousness start becoming quite elusive when surrounded by warmth and the familiar presence of Valentine.
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Harry woke to Valentine shifting next to him. He opened his eyes blearily and gazed up confused at the heavily frowning vampire. At that moment Xi-Wong slid into the room. He took a bare second to frown at Valentine then met both their eyes.
"We have a problem."
Harry had his clothes on and his bag over his shoulder in record time. Valentine followed as he sprinted from the tent.
"What's happened?!" He yelled at Arthur Weasely who was running from his tent, the group following him.
"We don't know!" He returned, panicked.
The two eldest Weasely boys, who had arrived late, ran off into the crowd now running about to find out what was going on. Then there was a scream.
"Death Eaters!"
Harry had never seen anyone pale as fast as Arthur Weasely.
"To the forest kids." He said in a strained calm tone.
Harry wiped a summoning tag from his bag and flared it up gaining attention from the Weasely family. A huge clan of Hell Hounds appeared, growling at the smell of blood in the distance and the sound of screaming. They looked to his order though.
"One to each Weasely member." He barked his order. "You will protect them with your lives. Follow any of their orders unless it is directly against protecting them. Go!"
They quickly realized who the 'Weasely' family was and split up to stand by their sides, two hurrying off after the other two Weasely Boys. Everyone was smarty enough not ask questions at the moment. The last three hounds whined their question.
"Protect Dudley and Harold and Hermione." He said pointing to the three.
"Too the forest?" Harold asked calmly.
"Yes. Please watch over Dudley."
Harold nodded and dragged the scared boy off, leading the Weasely children with him.
"Xi-Wong." Harry barked turning to the man. "Protect the Weaselys'!"
He didn't hesitate at the order and was gone in a flash after the Redheads. Harry paused another second to pull out a tag. This time he wrote one instruction in the rune circle. Warrior. He pumped his magic into it and in a soundless bang a tall willowy woman appeared. She had thick blonde hair and feral brown eyes. Purple markings swirled over all visible skin. She wore an outfit made of spotted fur that was tight but modest. She gazed at him questioningly and confused, a long knife made of white bone in her hand.
I'm a Demon Summoner." He said briskly. "You are in my realm. I need you help."
She nodded at his curt attitude and strong will.
"As you wish." She said with a thick accent.
"Target any and all that wear dark clothing with masks of white on their face. Do not kill, but make sure they stay down."
She nodded and leapt over the stream of running people.
"Valentine." Harry said softly, turning to the vampire.
During the distraction of orders he'd packed up both Harry's tents and the Weasely ones.
"You're going ahead." The redhead sighed.
"Yes. Please find the others."
"Be careful Poppet." He warned before leaping into the surging crowd.
Harry leapt for the air and transformed into a raven taking to the night air.
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Harry looked down on the large camp from above. It had been thrown into panic. There were actually very few Death Eaters. So few it couldn't be an attack. They were just playing with the muggle family and chasing some muggle borns but they did so in a way they yelled drunk.
It wasn't an attack but so much fear was left over from the last war that even just their costumes were throwing over a thousand people into panic. Most tents had been trampled and everyone was running for apparation points and portkeys. Everyone who couldn't ran into the forest to hide. A large group of smarter ones had barricaded themselves in the stadium.
Harry's summon, the woman, was systematically hunting down the Death Eaters at least.
Harry cursed to himself as he saw one of the cloaked men go after a younger child who was separated from her parents. Harry dived from the air, transforming in time to tackle the man to the ground. The little girl was swept up by a man who hugged her close and ran. Harry made sure the man under him was out before transforming this time into his grim form and weaving through the wreckage of the camp, the few fires lighting his way as he ran.
He leaped over a tent in time to see a man shoot a stunning spell at one of the Death Eaters. This Death Eater obviously wasn't as drunk as his companions as he managed to fire a severing charm back. It nicked the other man who downed the Death Eater seconds later with a barrage of spells.
As the man fell back to his knees, hands pressing to his wound, Harry recognized him. Harry hurried over. Lucius spotted him hurrying and must have thought he was attacking as he fumbled for his wand again. Harry quickly transformed and came to a stop next to him. Lucius Malfoy stared in shock as he changed
"Are you okay? We should move." Harry said checking the wound.
It was deep enough to need stitches and it was bleeding quite a lot.
"We need to get you to someone proficient in healing spells." Harry cursed.
Lucius attempted to stand and tripped.
"I think I twisted my ankle," He said blandly, "Against a drunken fool in a costume."
Harry couldn't help but laugh. Then he changed. Lucius stared in obvious shock at the tall black stallion. Harry tossed his head impatiently and laid next to him. Lucius shook from his shock and slid on, gripping Harry's mane. Harry got back to his feet as smoothly as possible and cast a mild wandless sticking charm. Then he took off at a gallop.
He felt Lucius cling to him as he headed for the trees expertly jumping over anything in his way and avoiding anyone still left in the open. Once in the safety of the trees he slowed his gallop to walk, picking his way through the darkness easily.
He heard voices a ways off and headed straight for them. As he stepped into the clearing he found ten wands aimed at him. They all lowered as they realized he was a horse and not an attack. The group appeared to be a group of older teens, most in their early twenties.
"Hey, dude, there's a man with the horse." One piped up.
Lucius let out an exasperated sigh already. Harry gave a whinny of amusement.
"Is there a healer around?" Lucius drawled.
"I know a few spells." A girl said stepping forwards. "I'm still an apprentice but you don't look to hurt."
"My shoulder is cut and my ankle is twisted." Lucius said blandly.
"Easy." The girl snorted.
Harry lowered Lucius to the ground and stood by as he waited for the girl to finish.
"This your trained pet or something?" One of the other guys asked holding a hand up for Harry to smell.
Harry snorted at him. Lucius glanced at him. Harry shook his head in a way that Lucius took to be an 'okay'.
"He's an animagus." Lucius said shortly, wincing as the wound on his shoulder slowly closed.
"Cool!" The boy said more eagerly, looking at Harry.
Harry threw his head as if to say he wouldn't be changing back at the moment.
When Lucius was fully healed he offered his thanks and the two headed off again, this time Lucius walking with a hand to his back instead of riding. Once out of view Harry shifted seamlessly to his grim form and sniffed the air. He turned slightly and led Lucius off to where he smelled Narcissa and Draco. As they reached the area where the other two Malfoys were waiting Lucius caught on.
Harry stopped when Lucius understood his family now waited just behind a few trees. Lucius paused with him. For a long moment Lucius was silent.
"You're not returning to Hogwarts are you." Lucius stated.
Harry shook his head in agreement.
"I will be taking my OWLS as soon as possible." Harry said, changing his voice box back to human.
"If you run into any problems, contact me." Lucius said. "I'll get you in within an hour of a call."
Harry smiled, though it looked more like a dark grin in his Grim form.
"Thank you Lucius."
Lucius paused.
"That's the first time you've called me by my first name." He said.
Harry raised a brow at him. The blonde smirked then nodded once. He then straightened, brushing his robe smooth.
"Wait," Harry called as he took a step.
Lucius raised a brow at him but paused all the same.
"Next time you come to my café, could you bring Snape?"
"Severus?" Lucius asked, a slight frown tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Yes. I have to talk to him, but knowing Snape he won't come just because of that."
Lucius's lips twitched at the description but he nodded all the same. And then he was through the trees and meeting a relieved Narcissa and Draco. Harry watched as they vanished with a crack.
The demon woman he had summoned appeared with nary a sound not even a second later.
"All the men are dealt with." She said in a soft voice. "They have been restrained and left for your people to retrieve."
"Thank you." Harry said, still in Grim form.
He lips twitched into a smirk.
"It was fun, call me again should you need any assistance in battle."
Then she grabbed his left paw and nicked it with her finger. He felt the familiar spark of magic and then she vanished with a puff of smoke. Harry knew when he changed back to human he would have another tattooed band on his left wrists.
He breathed out in a rush and looked to the sky. He'd have to go find the others before they started to worry
In second place we have Hikaru Jun."
Jun sent Harry a 'told-you-so' look.
"See kid you did beat me."
"They haven't said that." Harry protested.
"As good have. Your cake was better then mine."
He hurried to the front where he was handed the same things the woman before him was. He smiled politely as a news camera flashed and Harry groaned as he realized a newspaper crew was here.
"And finally," The last judge said, "In first place we have Potter Harry."
Harry strode up to the front of the room and put on a pleasant, polite smile. He accepted the envelope of cash along with a paper certificate and a small trophy that had a cake on the top. He smiled and thanked the judge before returning to his station where some news person cut him off.
"I'm Akira from Tokyo News. Can you please tell us a bit of yourself?" She smiled pleasantly.
She was nice enough so Harry nodded.
"My name is Potter Harry. I'm a British citizen. I live in London and enjoy cooking. Cakes are my specialty. I have a hope of opening a small cake café."
She scribbled the notes down and smiled at him as a man with a camera stepped forwards to flash a close up of his face. He gave a polite smile. When they were gone he quickly grabbed his cake which had been moved to a paper plate. He wrapped it with some plastic wrap handed around. He found himself walking beside Jun as he left the room.
"You in any of the other competitions today?" the man asked.
"Yes. I enter the healthy dessert category."
"No good at candy?"
"Never tried."
"Ah. Well I'm not in the healthy category. I'm in the candy one."
"Well it was nice to meet you."
"You too kid. Keep cooking."
Harry watched him walk away with a smile.
'Attention please. The next category will start in fifteen minutes. All competitors be ready by then please.'
Harry ran his fingers through his hair and smiled. He would be entering a parfait in this one.
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Harry stretched and heard his back pop. He had set his cake on the small table of his hotel room. He hadn't won anything in the second category but it didn't bother him at all. He saw that it wasn't late and decided to go have a meal in a restaurant he'd passed in Tokyo Alley.
Ten minutes he was entering the colourful little restaurant and being seated by a bouncy black haired Japanese girl. Almost as soon as he was seated his was drinking some real green tea. He gave the drink an appreciative look and decided he was going to be buying a lot of Japanese tea before returning to Britain. It was much better. Soon he had a meal of curry on rice in front of him with some stir fried vegetables.
He found himself silently enjoying his meal and just relaxing, catching snitches of conversation around him. He heard about a child painting his room neon green and another conversation of a man planning his wedding. He heard people talking about the latest robes and some talking about some books. One conversation though
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