HP : TRIUMPH

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when it was curled up like now it did look like a stone. The grey stone looking creature slowly uncurled and blinked huge glowing green eyes at Harry. They looked like neon green lights with no pupils or any white. It had a jutting chin with bump looking teeth hanging out like a bulldog. It sat up on two legs and blinked at him like a begging dog. It went back to all fours and threw itself forwards with its hands like a monkey. It got close to him and sniffed him with two slits that made his nose.

"Mwaaaap." It hissed.

Harry cautiously reached out a hand and stroked its head. It quivered under his touch in a happy way and started to run happy circles around him, hissing its odd noises as it did so. Then it ditched him to sniff around. It walked around sniffing at the wall. When it came to a beam it sniffed it curiously then opened its gaping mouth and took a huge bite out of the wood. It chewed happily and then made a gagging noise coughing up sawdust. Harold and Harry stared at it.

"It's like a giant termite." Harold snorted. "I bet it could bring down a whole house if you wanted. Let's try rock."

Harold conjured a rock and the demon cooed and bit into it coughing up some dust afterwards.

"Well if you want to bring a fortress down, just summon a bunch of these guys." Harold smirked.

Harry quickly cut its link to this realm as he saw it heading for the beam again.

"You'll start at 8 pounds an hour. I'll have to order you a uniform and for now you can work in your own clothes."

"Fine. When can I start?"

"When do you want?"

"Today."

"We can work that out." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Harry! Griphook here for you!" Fujita's voice called from the base of the stairs.

"Perfect. Let's inform Griphook of your new employment." Harry smiled.

"Who's Griphook?" the teen snorted. "Has a weird name."

"He's a goblin. They all have weird names." Harry smiled.

They stepped into the magical side to find Griphook sitting at one of the table with some papers and a shrunken crate. The only other two customers were a distance a way, one eyeing the goblin warily and the other to absorbed in his book to notice. Harry smiled brightly and strode up to the goblin.

"Griphook, how are you today my friend!"

"I was perfectly fine until I heard your sickeningly sweet voice." He sneered.

Dee raised a brow at Harry as if expecting him to be angry, Harry just laughed, tucking his hair behind his ear.

"You are still wearing the earrings I gave you." The goblin noted.

"Yes, even if the moment you gave them to me was fairly awkward."

Griphook smirked and took his hand, kissing it. Harry's face lit up like a tomato.

"I take it as personal amusement to get you flustered." He growled out huskily.

Harry giggled nervously.

"Well Griphook, this is Dee, he's my new full time employee."

"I shall make sure to write that down later." Griphook grunted. "And here is a couple pounds of the tea I said we goblins enjoy. Just crush the leaves and stuff them in the pot. One leaf per cup. It's strong so I wouldn't recommend it to any humans."

"Wonderful." Harry beamed looking in delight at the crate.

"Now, sit." Griphook snorted. "The reason I came is because I found a good deal that will help your business."

Harry sat while Dee wandered off idly to look around.

"I found a good deal on a door in The Bazaar to connect with your shop." Griphook said shuffling some papers forwards. "It is a reasonable price and is in a good position. It should double your customers also."

Harry blinked.

"The Bazaar? Sirius mentioned it. What is it?"

Griphook blinked in surprise then tsked.

"Poor ignorant human."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"The Bazaar is a large market. It's situated on a small island in the middle of the pacific. The whole island is like one large shopping district. People from every and any country and magical community can go there to buy or barter objects. And as it was laid down long before many of the current governments existed, it is free of any government control. Some aurors may be stationed around but they can't leally do much except sometimes help out their own citizens. You can buy or sell practically anything there. Any magical creature is allowed their also."

"How large is the island?" Harry blinked.

"Fairly large. Large enough that you couldn't walk across it in a day. There are stalls, streets, vendors, stores, and every manner of shop. There is four blocks though that are solely for Portal doors. Before you ask Portal doors are doors that lead to a specific location that could be continents away. This block is solid walls with doors. Each door gets a sign above it and a window on said door. If you purchase one it will lead directly to your shop. I have secured a purchase of one to connect to this store as it will give you many more customers."

Harry blinked. Then blinked again.

"Are there wards around this island?"

"Of course. Some of the strongest and oldest. They will stop people from apparating in, but there are apparation points around the island to help you shop more quickly. There is also a building in the middle of the place that is filled with fireplaces for floo'ing in. Then there are portkey drop offs and landing spaces for those who fly in magically. Wards keep the muggles from ever noticing it and stop anything intent on harming the Bazaar itself. Its wards won't stop such violence as duels or fights, but it will stop invasions, full out wars, and fights with groups larger then twenty. The wards are so powerful and old, they are almost sentient. Fights though, are not uncommon. Fights to the death are not uncommon. Death itself is not very uncommon. As the place has no real government, and only a crude law enforcement, it has many things that are not considered legal. That is one of the reasons most British wizards and witches either don't know about it or don't speak of it. The British magical government has labelled so many things dark that the island is practically a pit of evil in their eyes."

Griphook snort showed how he thought of the British opinion.

"Interesting." Harry blinked. "I'll have to go at some point."

"Not alone." Griphook warned. "It is dangerous. You should not go without a partner or such."

"How about a dog?"

Griphook raised a brow.

"A dog from hell, a hellhound to be specific." Harry smiled.

Griphook eyed him.

"That would certainly help a great deal." He nodded.

"Great. So I'll go sometime, but about this door."

"Sign these papers. I'll send in the workers to set it up and connect it tonight."

Harry signed the papers with a flourish and saw Griphook to the door, watching him apparate off with a wave. Then he turned back to help Dee find a apron and start working

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"Hello Katrina, George." Harry smiled at the familiar faces as they stepped into the small café. It was filled as it was dinner time. Katrina gave him a soft smile.

"Are there any seats left? We decided we'd enjoy a dinner at your new place. An 'Alice in Wonderland' fan at all?" She teased

"I'll have you know that Alice in Wonderland is a great piece of literature." Harry smiled slyly. "And there's little room on this side, but we do have a magical side."

"Oh. Isn't that only for people with magic?" She asked hesitantly.

"No. It's for anyone who knows of magic." He shrugged.

"Okay then." She said bravely. "Let's try it."

He led them to the mirror and the notice-me-not charms took a hold as everyone else looked away. Harry led the couple through the mirror and stepped into the mostly empty room. Only four people were scattered about, enjoying their meals. Harry led the couple to a table and Dee stepped up with a set of menus and a bored expression. Katrina squeaked at his appearance, most likely more startled by his abrupt appearance then his looks, but he sent her a vicious smirk

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