Chapter 5
Haresa looked at the man
She knew he thought she wasn't careful, but he was a squib. As soon as Haresa had seen him, her magic had wrapped itself around him as if it were familiar to her. So she believed his words.
She had felt Ron's magic doing that with Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley. That's why she had known that this man was family. Throughout her childhood she wished that a relative of her family would come looking for her, she would be selfish. Also, apart from sexually abusing her, there was almost nothing the Dursleys hadn't done against her.
She was not afraid of what this man would do to her. Her heart was ready for everything. Even when she got on a super expensive looking plane when she followed him
-Don't you wonder why I took you out of the country?
-You are Tony Stark, American. You have offered me to go with you, I was sure you meant your home in America- Haresa was not very aware of the muggle world. But Tony Stark was a figure that even attracted the attention of magicians
Haresa looked at the man and she felt the magic. Maybe it was because she was powerful, or because she had been isolated from all magic, but she had always been very sensitive to magic. And Tony's was strong, but his body…. A great magic core, but without the proper channels to draw magic out of it.
Inbreeding had those things
Marrying between magicians ensured a descendant with a larger magic nucleus, but marrying between relatives made the communication channel between the nucleus and the outside smaller and smaller. Like Neville, Neville was magically very powerful, more than Dumbledore but less so than Haresa. And Neville couldn't show it because his carcass was small.
The truth was that Haresa was very interested in the theory of the magic nucleus and so on. According to this theory the Mugles were composed of soul and body, but the Magicians were soul, body and nucleus. The nucleus was something inexplicable between the soul and the body. Continuing with the theory, magic was a blessing from Mother Magic that passed through the soul and the core was the container that contained the blessing.
Haresa looked at the dog on her lap and hugged him tightly. He was not a dog.
Haresa could tell that he was an Animagus, like McGonagall. But this man's magic was incredibly warm and familiar around Haresa. He was almost family.
Haresa had hidden that she could feel the magic with all her might. She could feel the magic of people and was more reliable than their words. She could feel Hagrid's magic, it was simple, easy and warm. Mrs. Weasley's magic was warm, but she had very cold nooks and crannies.
Hermione's magic coiled around Haresa to guide her where she wanted. Ron's magic was a strategist's magic and he treated everyone like one of the magic chess pieces.
- Won't you feel nostalgia? Don't you have anyone you will miss?
-I don't have close friends. There are some acquaintances, but they are distant. If things were different we would be friends
- What about your friends from Hogwarts?
-They're not friends. They are pawns that Dumbledore put in order to manipulate his queen at will.- Haresa smiled- I wonder how long it would take Dumbledore to know that I left the country, and also how a squib plans to protect me from powerful wizards
Tony laughed
-It really shows the blood in common. A few days ago I got a letter from James. In it he told me that you were my daughter- Haresa's mouth opened- James couldn't have children on his own, he thanked me for giving him the opportunity to be a father
-That sounds like something he would do- Haresa smiled sadly
- He told me not to trust Dumbledore and to get you out of the country as soon as he could. He, too, left instructions for when we get to America. What it takes for you to become a political refugee and I can get your custody.
Tears slid down Haresa's cheeks. She had thought that James was just a Dumbledore puppet. But she was not, he was not a puppet, hers, her father, her stepfather, had loved her so much that he had prepared for her to be protected even if he was not there.
Feeling such unconditional love was wonderful and so sad, because the man was no longer there
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Tony stroked the hair of his daughter, his daughter, she had fallen asleep after reading the letter from her stepfather and crying for a while. She was too thin, too small, and already carrying the weight of the world.
She was smart and knew how to hide it. That made her even smarter than the average smart guy. You could be a genius, but if you didn't know how to manage yourself you were just a burden with a high IQ. Tony was like that.
When he was younger he had pretended to be a fool to learn the rules of social relationships. His mother had taught him because Howard only learned arrogance and pride. But even though he behaved that way he had a place to relax
His daughter had never had that place, never. She wasn't used to letting her guard down. That was not good for a child
-If you kindly change shape, Sirius, we could have a proper conversation- after looking at the skeletal man Tony sent him to shower and took food from the small kitchen of the plane
Apparently he would have to take care of two people
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Haresa shook hands with the United States Minister after signing her asylum petition, which was immediately approved. There were no journalists, but someone took a photo. Haresa looked at him suspiciously
-It's just for the file. Believe me, no one will see that photo. We would not give political asylum if we were to announce to the world who we protect. Well, continuing with the day's agenda, a cleaning ritual will be performed, the Gringotts branch will be contacted and then we will give you curriculum brochures.- The woman bent down and hugged Haresa, she was enraged when she felt the ribs of the girl so clearly- Little one, I hope your life is better from now on
Haresa nodded as she was led into a ritual room. When the chants began, Haresa could feel various magics around her break and she felt more powerful. The magic in the room was like a cloth rubbing on a table covered in crumbs, that magic carried away the fragments of foreign magic.
Then Haresa's forehead started to ache and she howled as she leaned down and blood began to gush from her scar. Those who carried out the ritual were not human, they seemed so but their magic was different, they began to speak among themselves in a strange language. Haresa couldn't know what they were saying, but something twisted in her scar, something bad.
That thing slid down her body and she let out a barely sounded scream. Her body jerked as the thing moved closer to her mouth. Haresa felt something pushing from behind her lips and opened her mouth
(The disgusting part is starting)
A snake came out
No, it was not a snake. It was made of human-like skin and torn in places and the head of that thing was a human face that reminded her of the face on the back of Quirrel's skull. Staring at it she could see some kind of atrophic legs on the long body that she was vomiting
When the end of the tail came out of Haresa's throat she vomited what appeared to be clotted blood, a lot of clotted blood. She vaguely saw the snake being sealed in a container.
She continued coughing expelling the last of the blood from her body