The one where....nothing Important happens.
‘Ugh why do you never remind me you blithering idiot’
Waking up with a different face is a good way to scare yourself to death. I found that the hard way.
How is it my fault?? You forgot to change back, this is on you.
‘Whatever’ he only chimes in after I have messed up crusty old fucker. My 19th birthday was his fault too.
Hey don’t take your anger out on me, it wasn’t me who changed my appearance in the first place. You were the one who wanted to impress him, remember. And your 19th birthday was your fault!!
‘I know, I know. And I wanted to start with something small, so that I don’t spook him. That’s how Voldemort was born, remember.’
Next time ask dumbels, why he decided to do that.
It will be a good tea time conversation I thought while walking in the kitchen where I saw only my grandparents sitting.
“Good morning” I sat down noticing my grandmother’s robes.
“Why are you all dressed up??”
“I'm going to take Harry for a check up at St. Mungos.”
“Hmm that’s a good idea,” The scar, remember we need the horcrux in his head while we’re facing the dark wanker ‘Good point’
“By the way, leave the scar alone.”
“What, the one on his forehead? Why?”
“It’ll be necessary in the future”
“It is not life threatening is it?” Well I don’t wanna lie about it.
“Oh it definitely is. But it is contained for now, and it’ll help him in the future.”
“Help him how?” my grandfather asked
“Where is he by the way?” I tried to dodge the question.
“He’s getting ready, but don’t you dare dodge the question, young man. What exactly is the scar and how will it help him if it is life threatening?” good dodge.
“It is a protection against tom, a shield which will protect him from an AK one more time.” I said taking a sip of the tea, god this tastes like shit.
“What, how? There is no protection against the unforgivable.”
“It doesn’t matter, just leave the bloody thing alone” I said, raising my voice a bit, I hate doing this to them but I can't let them know about horcruxes, at least not now.
“Okay, anything else I should know?” she asked after a few minuets.
“Nah not really, have fun with him”
“Good morning” finally Harry came in and it looked like some of his clothes were transfigured or conjured.
“Hey lad”
“You’ve changed again.” he said after looking at me intently for a while.
“Brilliant observational skills there harry” I said before thinking
Don’t be mean. I have to keep reminding myself that I'm not talking to an adult but a child.
“I can change my appearance whenever I want. So you will see me with different eye colours or different hair a lot.”
“What do you normally look like?” he asked curiously
“This is what I normally look like.” I answered, turning towards him and giving him a good view of my face.
“Oh okay. Can I change my looks too?” he asked after observing me for a while.
“Not as easily as I can. The reason I can change myself so easily is that I'm Metamorphmagus. It is an ability which you get from birth so you can’t learn it.
“But you said not as easily, what does that mean?” he asked, leaning forward a bit.
“It means that there are other ways but they severely limit your options.”
“Like what?” This is not how I wanted to start his magical education, and perhaps my grandmother read it on my face because she suddenly interrupted us.
“You can learn them later, right now we have to go. Come on”
“Okay bye Cass, bye aunt Chloe. He wished us, waving his hand and running after grandmother. Maybe this’ll be easy if his personality is anything to go by.
“There’s something you’re not telling us.” who the fuck starts a conversation like that? I turned towards my mother.
“There’s a lot that I'm not telling you” I said simply, while taking a sip of my tea. ‘God this is really shit’ maybe you should stop drinking it? Just conjure another cup of it.
“Just make sure that these secrets don’t hurt you or those around you.” my grandfather said
“Keeping secrets is a brutal business, but it saves me a lot of headache right now.”
“So what are your plans now?”
“I just wanna relax now, teach Harry magic. And Learn a little more myself I guess.”
“You’re going to start teaching him magic this early?” she asked
“We’ll start small but yeah, it is very hard to learn wandless magic once an individual gets used to a wand.”
“Hmm I guess you’re right”
“What about you both, what are you going to do?”
“I'm still sorting out things at the ministry,” my mother said while stabbing a sausage with her fork, I almost feel bad for it.
“Do you know how many marriage contracts are sent towards me now that I am Lady Peverell?” Now this is something I was expecting.
“Nope but please enlighten me”
“27” Damn, your mother became a player over night
“Oooh do tell”
“There’s nothing to tell, these people are just throwing their children at me without even knowing me!! I mean who does that!!” she ranted angrily.
“People who see their children as their property and marriage as a business deal. There’s a reason why we live in the muggle world.” my grandfather said without looking up from his newspaper, but there was a sad tone in that voice.
“Hmm, by the way, anything for lord slytherin?” i asked making another cup of tea
“Just a lot of people trying to gain an audience with you, but nothing serious.”
“Good, now we only have one more thing.”
“What is that?” he asked looking up
“We need to buy the controlling shares of the daily prophet.” I said taking a sip of tea I just made. perfection.
“Why?”
“Because in the future they can create a lot of problems for me and Harry, and having the prophet in our pocket means that we will be able to control the wizarding world. Which means that we can make life for our enemies really hard.” we can get rid of Fudge early.
“Hmm that’ll be easy, with our combined wealth we’ll be able to buy the shares pretty easily. I’ll send a letter to Sharpnail with the instructions.”
“What are we going to do about Harry's schooling?” my mother asked, levitating the plates and glasses to the counter.
“It’s up to you really, what was your plan with me?”
“Home school, mom and I already know our subjects pretty well, muggle and wizarding.”
“Then that's what we can do with him too”
“Alright, well I have to go get ready”
“Why? Are you going on a date?? Ooooh who are they??” I asked turning around with an eager expression on my face
“I’m going to get some potion materials, I’m sure harry will need them”
“You’re no fun” I said, finishing my tea.
“You know what I've heard a lot about the future, but nothing about your love life. Come on spill the beans”
“Even I want to hear about” my grandfather suddenly folded the newspaper.
“Believe me, I'm worse than her when it comes to relationships. I never understood girls so I stayed far away from them, and men are all assholes so I stayed far away from them.”
“Can’t argue with that logic” he said with a little laugh
“Then why are you pushing me so much?” my mother asked
“Well my inability to enter a relationship is also because of who I am as a person.”
“What?”
“Your son is too kinky in bed, mother.” for some reason that came out in a really bad russian accent.
“Okay! Yeah, don’t wanna hear about that!” she suddenly made a beeline for her room
“Thank god I won’t have to endure birds and bees talk.” I said with a laugh
“You are a devious one” my grandfather said returning one in return
“Of course I am. I’m lord slytherin after all!”
This title will be a really big pain in the noggins when we reach hogwarts.
‘It’ll be fine, I mean how hard can it be?’
Don’t say that! Never say that, it’s like giving fate an open invitation to come and mess with you.
Listen to the lady sam
“Hmm, well one thing is for sure, the next few years are going to be interesting.”
“Teaching The boy-who-lived? Couldn’t agree more” my grandfather replied with a laugh.
This’ll be anything but a breeze