Leaving
Hearing a rap then "Milord, a Remus Lupin to see Lord Potter-Black-Gryffindor-Slytherin-Ravenclaw." Griphook saw eyebrows raise upwards, the twins pulled back to eye the young boy tucked in between them. A flush marring his pale cheeks, Potter-Black-Gryffindor-Slytherin-Ravenclaw sheepishly rubbed the back of his head in a nervous gesture.
"I honestly didn't know." Harry remarked shyly, his cheeks stained pink. As the twins wrapped themselves about the slender teen, hugging the poor teen between them. Griphook smirked, the lord had friends in very diverseness. A dragon tamer, a curse-breaker, two joke shop owners.
The goblins were placing heavy bets that the WWW would run Zonko's out of business and how long that would take. The twins were lucky that they had a multi-billionair as an active CEO. Harry would see to it that they would not run their business to the ground.
"Oh I'm pretty sure that you didn't. Knowing that meddling old coot." Arthur spoke from his chair, Charlie standing behind him, hands resting on his shoulders. Arthur had one hand resting on the much bigger hand.
Harry smiled bashfully at Arthur. Arthur drew the slender teen into a hug, murmured "I promise you Harry, that their treachery doesn't get swept under the rug."
As Remus walked in, took in the red puffy eyes on the majority, the hug Arthur held Harry in. The two goblins who were smirking. "Bloody Hell." Something had happened and he had a feeling he wasn't going to like the answer.
"Hey Professor..." Harry smiled at him from the gentle embrace Arthur held him in.
"Harry I am not your professor anymore, please call me Remus." Harry blushed at the gentle rebuke. Causing soft laughter. The boy is a pure soul, he would never falter in his quest and would take on active role as a world renown philanthropist.
Harry nodded. Remus glanced around. Looking for answers, so Harry explained.
After learning what happened, his eyes glowed amber as he struggled to control the wolf. Harry wrapped his arms around the man's neck, feeling Mooney just under the surface, howling to get free and rip the old man to shreds.
"Mooney. Listen to me. Hear my voice. Calm down." Harry wrapped his arms around Mooney's chest, hugging the shuddering werewolf in hopes to calm him down enough for Remus to take control of the link.
Mooney shuddered, nuzzling Harry's neck with a little whimper. Stroking Remus' hair, Harry felt Mooney settle under the stroking. Then he felt the change, Mooney fading to the background while Remus resumed control of his body.
"I'm sorry cub, Mooney got away from me." Remus sounded embarrassed at his loss of control over his animal side.
"It's alright Uncle Mooney." Harry replied, feeling safe held in the older man's arms. Sort of like being held by a parent. The only person he had felt like this around is Sirius. Oh Sirius. Why did you have to taunt Bellatrix?
"You used to call me that as a baby."
Harry smiled softly. As they all sat down and began to plan. Plan on how to escape from Dumbledore's manipulations and machinations. It was all Charlie's innocent little comment about the States and how they were breeding a new dragon.
"I think that moving to the states might be a great idea!" Harry said enthusiastically. His Avada Kevadra green eyes sparkled happily.
"That's a great idea." Bill piped up, cradling the glass of fire whiskey. "I have some friends in Tranquility, Nevada who are doing a warding job."
"Tranquility, Nevada." Harry shuttered his eyes, his face relaxing. That ended the discussion. Harry knew that he is moving to Tranquility, Nevada. Transferring all his funds to the Gringotts Bank in, Las Vegas, Nevada. After getting a Gringotts bank card, which is just like an Muggle Credit Card. Remus and him went shopping for a new wardrobe for him.
About six hours later with a complete wardrobe. Who knew he would enjoy punk clothing? Getting a one-way ticket to Tranquility. As he hugged the others goodbye. He would miss the twins, their pranks and mischievous moods. Percy with his stickler for rules attitude. Bill for being the coolest man alive as a curse-breaker. Charlie for loving dragons. Arthur for his love of anything Muggle. Remus for being the man he is.
Diego Garcia.
"Got an alert." Prime glanced up when Prowl walked into his office. Lifting one metal eyebrow. Prime glanced at his SIC. Who smiled briefly.
"A Harry James Potter is on a one-way trip to Tranquility, Nevada."
Prime stood up, clasping one servo to Prowl's shoulder. "Alert the troops, we roll out now." Prowl nodded, turned on his pede. Leaving his office. As Prime walked to the hangar bay where Bulkhead was finishing his transformation into the jumbo jet.
Nearly ten minutes later, Bulkhead packed with autobots and soldiers. Their mission is to snatch the boy without getting caught. Prime noted the tension in Ratchet's alt-form, his body bristling with energy.
"Easy my friend, you'll get the chance to scan to boy when we return to base."
"Am I that obvious?"
"Considering what we learned about him, I was surprised when you didn't immediately take off to find him."
Ratchet chuckled softly at that. As the trip went smoothly, the ones left at the base had the job of making up a room for their newest guest. Though he did not know about it yet.
Over the Mid-Atlantic.
Slouching in the seat, listening to his new Ipod. Harry idly scanned the people closest to him. None of them were magical, or even squibs, so he is safe. For now. But once the British wizarding world got wind of him leaving, he would be hunted down ruthlessly. Time to brush up on his skills on how to blend in. Luckily for him, the goblins had given him a book on metamorphmagi.
He couldn't believe in two hours he would be arriving at JKF International. Dozing off for the rest of the ride, Harry woke when they began landing. Peering around excitedly, he inhaled deeply. Today is the first day of his new life.
Off the plane and heading to pick up his trunk. As he began heading for the door, he noted a big man in his mid-sixties holding up a sign that read "Harry James Potter." Wondering who he was, maybe Bill sent word to friends.
Walking over, Harry felt an immediate vibe. The man lowered the sign and asked in a deep rumble "Harry?"
"Yes."
Noting from his peripheral, two men moving in. Both dressed in a set of fatigues. A prickle of unease skated up his spine. There is something off about the two, they felt like a dangerous live wire. As he closed off his mind, settling a blank mask on.
"I need you to come with me." As the big man began to reach for his arms, Harry knew without a doubt these men were not friends of Bill's. Dodging away from the reaching hands, Harry spun and took off.
"Will, coming up on you! Ten o'clock!"
Not looking where he was running, Harry collided with something hard. Something hard, warm and alive. Jerking his gaze up to the dark haired man, a friendly smile on his face.
"Hey there Harry, my name is William Lennox, just call me Will."