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Author: kaiserzacc Story: To the Gates of Hell Rating: Teens Setting: Pre-HBP Status: WIP Reviews: 10 Words: 21,192
‘Cuiusvis hominis est errare; nullius nisi insipientis in errore perseverare.’ ~Any man can make a mistake; only a fool keeps making the same one. ~ Cicero, Philippicae, XII, 2, 5 The next morning when Harry’s alarm went off he sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He stopped, remembering the events of the previous day, and a smile lit his face when he remembered his conversation with Ginny. He quickly pulled his glasses on and rummaged around in his trunk trying to decide what he had that would be good for an early morning run in the park. Finally he settled on an old pair of jogging pants, a t-shirt, socks, and his trainers. He dressed, stuck his wand in the waistband of his jogging pants, and went across the hall to the loo, which he found occupied. While he was waiting he stretched trying to wake up his muscles. Finally the door opened and Ginny walked out. She was still in her pajamas and an old, frayed, pink, dressing gown. Merlin she’s beautiful. Snap out of it loverboy, you’re staring. Harry started at that revelation and he grinned widely at his girlfriend. Wow…my girlfriend. I like the sound of that. She looked up at him blearily and claimed a brief good morning kiss. She wrinkled her nose and pushed him into the loo. “Go brush your teeth and we’ll try that again.” He smiled and shut the door to perform his morning ritual. When he had finished he wandered downstairs to find some juice. He found Tonks sitting at the table in bright green running shorts, a matching sweatshirt and trainers. She looked up from her glass of pumpkin juice and greeted him cheerfully. “Morning Harry. We’ll get going as soon as Ginny comes down.” “She should be down in a few minutes. Would it be ok if we went shopping this morning after we go to Gringotts, Tonks? I really need some clothes and I was thinking about starting to look at some furniture for the house. I was hoping you lot could help me.” “Sure Harry, I think that Ron might start working with the twins today, and Remus has some things to do with the Order, but I’ll bet Ginny and Hermione would be willing to help.” “What are Ginny and Hermione helping with?” Harry and Tonks looked up and saw Hermione walking towards them in a light blue track suit. Ginny followed in a similar darker blue suit. “I need to go buy some clothes and look at some furniture after we go to Gringotts today. Would you lovely ladies like to accompany me?” Harry smiled his most charming grin. They looked at each other and smiled. “We get to make over Harry.” They giggled. Harry stopped smiling. Great Potter…now what have you done? Shut it you. “Are you going to come running with us?” He asked Hermione. She blushed. “I’m going to try. I haven’t really been running in a few years. I used to go with my Dad.” “Right, Harry, I want you to put this on. It’s my spare wand holster; just strap it on your ankle. Do you girls have your wands?” They nodded. Harry wondered briefly where they were keeping their wands but decided that he wasn’t about to ask. He strapped it to his ankle and stood. “We’ll get you all wand holsters later at Diagon Alley. I don’t want you going anywhere without your wand from now on.” “Umm…Tonks? We really haven’t gone without our wands for several years now. Hanging around me is kind of dangerous, you know.” “All right. Let’s get going then.” Ginny grabbed Harry’s hand as they opened the front door and stepped outside. They walked the two blocks to the park entrance while the three women plotted Harry’s demise. By the time they reached the start of the lake shore running track Harry had begun to think that Dudley’s old cast offs really weren’t all that bad after all. They all stretched a little before Tonks started them on an easy pace. Harry had no problem keeping up on the first circuit of the lake. He enjoyed running. It was relaxing and peaceful running in the park as the sun came up. By the time they had completed their second circuit Ginny and Hermione were really starting to get winded. As they neared the end of their second lap, they stopped at some benches to let Ginny and Hermione rest. As the girls stretched and caught their breath Harry Looked at Tonks. “One more time around?” She grinned. “Little faster?” He nodded and they started off leaving the winded girls behind. Harry was only slightly taller but had longer legs and he started off setting the pace. Soon Tonks was pushing him to go faster and in no time they were racing flat out. As they rounded the final bend Harry was near exhaustion, but when he looked up he saw four men surrounding the bench that Ginny and Hermione were on. He could see Ginny’s face and she looked scared. He looked at Tonks and said, “Magic?” She shook her head and they looked back at the girls. It was then that the four men made their first mistake. One of them grabbed Ginny painfully by the hair. Another grabbed Hermione’s arm and pulled her towards him. Ignoring the burning in his lungs Harry tore towards them. Seeing Harry approaching, Ginny gave her captor a swift kick in the groin. The man crumpled to the ground as Harry reached them. At the same moment Harry hit the man next to him in the back with all of his momentum. He fell and never even knew what had hit him as his head bounced on the concrete with a dull thud. Tonks arrived a moment later and kicked the man holding Hermione in the back of the knee. There was an audible pop as his knee dislocated and he fell to the ground, screaming in pain. The final man started to turn around but Harry tackled him and started raining punches on his head and chest. Soon he felt gentle hands pulling him away and he realized that the man was no longer struggling. His fists were covered in blood from the man’s broken nose and his t-shirt was splattered with blood. He started walking away when the man Ginny had kicked started to get up. The man looked at Ginny and made his second mistake: he called her a slut. Harry wheeled around and kicked the man as hard as he could in the face. His shin connected with the man’s face and Harry felt his cheek bone collapse. The man fell unconscious and Harry just stood over him seething with rage. He felt a hand on his shoulder and spun around to see Ginny step back away from him. He grabbed her in a rough hug and without a second glance back they all started walking back to Grimmauld place. When they got to their street Harry stopped and looked at Ginny and Hermione. “Are you alright?” They nodded and took his arms. “Come on, Harry, we need to get you inside. You’re covered in blood and look like you just assaulted someone.” Hermione stated matter of factly. Ginny giggled and looked at Harry’s clothes. She took his hand. He gasped and pulled it back. Now that the adrenalin had worn off his hands and shin were really starting to hurt. He looked at his knuckles and saw a flap of skin hanging off of his right middle knuckle. He gingerly pulled it back and saw a piece of tooth sticking out of the flesh. He stared at it, looking puzzled. When did that happen? Ummm…maybe when you punched that guy in the mouth? Tonks came over and looked at his fist. “Wow, Harry, looks like you kept a souvenir. Come on lets get inside.” He followed the others into the house that had magically appeared in front of them. Ginny led him to the kitchen table and had him sit down while Tonks went to get the first aid kit and Hermione went to get him some clean clothes. Ginny went to the cupboard and pulled a clean towel out and went to the sink to wet it. “Take off your shirt Harry.” Ginny commanded while wetting the towel. Silently Harry struggled to pull off the offending article of clothing without being able to grab it with his now swelling hands. Ginny turned and saw the trouble he was having and set the wet towel on the table. “Put your arms up.” He complied and she lifted the shirt off of his head without bumping his hands. At that moment Tonks returned with the kit. She pulled out a tweezers and looked at his hand. “You’ve probably got a couple of broken bones there Harry so this is really going to hurt.” She looked at him and smiled. He nodded and she grasped his hand pulling the flap of skin back away from the wound. Harry winced as she worked the tweezers, grabbed the tooth, and pulled. Nothing happened. She bit her lip and looked at Harry. He nodded again and gritted his teeth as she used more force this time. The tooth finally gave and blood started pouring out of his injured knuckle. Ginny silently started cleaning his other hand with the wet towel careful not to put too much pressure on the blackening parts of his hand which were probably broken bones. “We need to use a wound cleaning potion on these cuts before I can heal them, then I will do the bones, ok Harry?” Tonks said as she wiped at the blood. “How’s your shin?” “Umm…”
Harry gritted his teeth. “I think it’s just bruised.” She nodded and
reached down and grabbed his leg. He jerked as she poked it. “Well I’ll
take a look at it in a minute. Now have you ever experienced this stuff
before?” She asked returning to his hands and holding up a jar of
purple goo. “Yeah, when I beat the Horntail in the first task of the Tri-Wizard tournament. It put a pretty good groove in my shoulder with its tail. It burns.” She shook her head and started applying the goo to his hands. Just like he remembered it burned and smoked lightly. Tonks started to pull up his pant leg and swore. He had a large black welt on his leg. She looked up at him and smiled. “We need to take off your pants to look at this.” Harry raised his eyebrow and smiled as Ginny blushed. He put his weight on his good leg and slid his jogging pants down revealing green and blue tartan boxers. Tonks grinned and Ginny blushed even further. “Why do I feel like I’m being taken advantage of here?” At that moment Hermione returned with a clean t-shirt and jeans for him. She stopped and stared at Harry sitting in naught but his socks and boxers. She grinned and placed the clothes on the table. “Well I was going to ask how you were being taken advantage of…” She knelt down and pulled her wand from a pocket. She muttered a spell and waved her wand slowly over his shin. The skin glowed light pink over the blackened area. “It’s a hairline fracture.” She muttered another spell and Harry could feel the bone mending itself. The swelling went down and the discoloration faded away. “Thanks Hermione. I just have two questions. Won’t you get in trouble for using magic? And when did you learn those spells?” “Dumbledore arranged for us to be able to use magic here as part of training. Didn’t you wonder why you didn’t get an owl from the Ministry yesterday?” She stared at Harry and rolled her eyes. “And honestly Harry, as often as you get hurt…” Harry blushed. “I learned them after third year when…Sirius bit Ron.” She looked apprehensively at Harry at her mention of Sirius but he seemed not to notice. “It never hurts to know this type of stuff with you and Ron around.” Harry shrugged; Madam Pomfrey was repeatedly joking about assigning him his own bed in the hospital wing at school. He made a mental note to ask Hermione to teach him those spells. As soon as the purple goo stopped smoking Tonks pulled out her wand and cast the healing charm. Hermione muttered the bone mending charm again and his hands went back to normal. Harry stood up and put on the clean t-shirt Hermione had brought down. He slipped on the jogging pants and looked at all three of them. “Thanks I feel better.” “Really we should be thanking you Harry. If you and Tonks hadn’t shown up just then it might have been ugly,” Hermione said. Ginny stood on her toes and kissed him lightly. “Thank you for saving me again,” she whispered. “Again?” Tonks asked. “How many times has Harry saved you, Ginny?” “Well, I count three now with today,” she said smiling at him. “Wait, that’s only the second time,” Harry protested. “Once in the Chamber of Secrets, Once at the Department of Mysteries, and today.” “I didn’t save you in the Ministry,” Harry said frowning. “Yes you did. You saved all of our lives. If nothing else you led them away from us and back into the death chamber. If you hadn’t done that we would have all been killed.” “Ginny, if I hadn’t led you all there you wouldn’t have been in danger in the first place. I almost got you killed.” “Actually, I seem to remember that you tried to leave us behind. So it really wasn’t your choice whether or not we were there,” Hermione chimed in. “Yes well if I had listened to you none of us would have been there in the first place.” Tonks frowned. “Harry, we have talked about this at length at the office. We all agree that you made the right choice. You looked at the intelligence that you had, your visions, which had saved Arthur Weasley at Christmas so you had no reason to doubt them. You tried to verify the intelligence by breaking into Umbridge’s office and using the floo to contact Sirius. Your intelligence was confirmed by that little demon Kreacher.” Hermione frowned. “Then having satisfied all known means of verification you acted. You have nothing to be ashamed of Harry. Not only that, you went to face Voldemort. Isn’t that who you thought was torturing Sirius?” Harry frowned but nodded. “I don’t know if we could have gotten more than two or three Aurors to go and do that. Then at the Ministry you led a strike team of five other students in a prolonged conflict against twelve of the best Death Eaters Voldemort had. And you had them beaten. If you had known how to bind them and break their wands we would have shown up and taken all of them into custody without a fight.” Hermione and Ginny were nodding their agreement with Tonks. “What’s the Chamber of Secrets?” Harry looked at Ginny. She grimaced. “Go take a shower, I’ll tell that story.” Harry headed up and started a hot shower letting the steaming water ease his muscles. He hadn’t stretched after running and he was feeling it. He dried off, put his clean clothes on and went back down to the kitchen. Ginny was just finishing the story of the Chamber when he entered. She handed him a plate of eggs, sausage and toast and a dose of the potion he was supposed to take. He emptied the potion and started to tuck in on his breakfast. At some point he noticed that Ginny had stopped talking. He looked up and saw Hermione and Tonks staring at him. “What?” he said as he instinctively wiped his mouth. Ginny kissed him on the cheek and left the room. “What?” he said again. Hermione looked offended, “You didn’t tell me that the basilisk bit you.” How did Ginny know that? He asked himself. “You faced a basilisk with the sword of Godric Gryffindor and defeated Tom Riddle in your second year?” Tonks’ face was rapidly cycling between horror and awe. “Umm…well…” He didn’t know which to address first. “Harry, how many times have you faced You-Know-Who?” Tonks had an amazed look on her face. “Say his name, Tonks.” She sighed, “Ok, how many times have you faced V…Voldemort?” “Counting when I was a baby? Five.” He said quietly. “And you have lived five times?” She sounded incredulous. “Umm…I think so.” He tried to smile. “In your fourth year you dueled him?” Harry nodded. “If I brought a Pensieve…would you mind…I might…could I see?” Harry considered this and nodded. “Actually, do you think that I could buy one today?” Harry asked. “I don’t know Harry if there are any at the artifacts shop in Diagon Alley. They will be very expensive if they are even available.” “Tonks, money really isn’t a problem for me.” He grinned at her not knowing how true that statement really was. *********** Two hours later all six of them had emerged out of the floo at the Leaky Cauldron. They immediately saw Mrs. Weasley talking to Mrs. Granger and headed their way. As soon as Mrs. Weasley saw them she hurried over and enfolded Harry in a bone crunching hug. She whispered, “Are you ok, Harry?” She pulled back and looked intently at his face. He nodded. “We were all very worried about you. Ginny didn’t leave your side the entire three days you were unconscious.” Harry looked confused and glanced at Ginny who was conveniently looking another direction. “I was out for three days?” He asked. Mrs. Weasley smiled at him. “Has Ginny been making sure that you eat and take your vitamin potion?” Harry grinned. “Is that what the potion is? Yes, she made me take the potion this morning and when she hands me food I eat it. Between you and me I don’t think that it is a very good idea to argue with her.” He said this fairly loudly and received a punch in the shoulder for it. “See what I mean?” He said laughing. “Seriously though, she is trying to make me take better care of myself.” Mrs. Weasley grabbed Ginny and hugged her. “Good. She will make someone a very good wife someday.” She glanced at Harry who blushed profusely. He turned and laughed as Ginny turned Weasley red, and rolled her eyes at her mother. “Come on you lot, lets get going.” The group headed down Diagon Alley to Gringotts, glancing in shop windows along the way. When they’d arrived at the bank they waited in the lobby while Remus went to speak to one of the goblins. When he returned, a goblin Harry recognized was with him. Harry reached out to shake his hand. “Griphook, it’s good to see you again.” Griphook looked startled that a wizard had remembered his name and recognized him. He took the outstretched hand and shook it. “Mr. Potter, the pleasure is certainly all mine. If you would all follow me to the conference room. Mr. Lupin, the paperwork you requested has been retrieved.” They followed the goblin through a series of doors and found that a conference room that could seat fifty had been readied for their use. They found that eight places had been arranged with a stack of parchment, a glass of water, and a red quill at each. There was also a silver tea service on the table with eight cups. They noticed that the top page of each stack of paperwork had a different name on it. Harry walked to the other side of the table and found his name. He sat down and was flanked on one side by Remus and on the other by Hermione. Mrs. Granger sat next to her daughter. Across from them Tonks sat at the end of the table. On her right sat Ginny, then Mrs. Weasley, and finally Ron. At the head of the table sat Griphook. “Before we get started would anyone like tea?” Griphook was a very good host. Everyone accepted and with a nod from the goblin the tea began to pour itself. When everyone had a cup, Griphook began speaking. “You will find on the second page a table of contents for what is in your individual package. Please review the contents and if they are acceptable as far as what Mr. Black’s final wishes were please sign on the last page. There is a complete copy of the will and an inventory of his assets contained in each packet. If there are any questions please feel free to ask me.” With that they all opened their packets and started reading. Most of the packets were fairly small consisting of only a few pages of parchment. Harry and Tonks had slightly larger packets which contained descriptions of property. Lupin had what looked like two packets. Harry started to read through his summary of assets when he stopped. He read through the line again and skimmed down to the total number of galleons he was receiving. He stared at the number and looked over at Remus. “Remus, is this correct?” His voice squeaked as he pointed at the number. Remus looked at the number. “Yeah, my math said it should be 162,500 galleons. Why? Is there a problem?” Harry looked to see if Remus was serious then said. “No, I just didn’t know that it was supposed to be that much.” Remus smiled. “Go ahead and sign that, I’ve already looked at them all and they are right.” Harry signed with the large red quill as Remus slid another packet over to him. “You don’t have to sign this one. But Sirius and I both felt that it was time that you knew about it. It’s your parents’ wills.” A lump formed in Harry’s throat and he felt a hand on
his shoulder. He looked to his left and saw Hermione smiling sadly at
him. He took several deep breaths and looked at the parchment in front
of him. He tried to read but tears blurred the page in front of him he
wiped his eyes and reached for the glass of water. He took several
large gulps and concentrated on calming himself down. Finally he looked
down at the page again and started reading the summary. He looked at
Remus again with a questioning look. “Their house is still there, Harry waiting for you to turn seventeen. The house in Godric’s Hollow was just a safe house that you were using. I can take you sometime if you want.” Harry nodded and looked back to the paper skimming down again to the totals. He looked back at Remus again who seemed to know what he was thinking. “Yes, your parents were quite wealthy. James inherited the Potter wealth when his parents were murdered by Voldemort about a year before you were born. The Potter name is one of the oldest in the wizarding world, as old as the Weasley name and far older than the Malfoy’s.” Molly nodded. “But whereas the Blacks and Malfoys have been devoted to the dark arts for most of their histories, the Potters have been devoted to stopping them. “The Potters were among the first families to speak out against the mistreatment of Magical creatures and spent huge sums of money fighting against unfair or cruel legislation.” Hermione looked pleased. “Harry your family has been a kind of anti-Malfoy for nearly a thousand years.” He smiled at Harry. Harry looked down at the number on his page again and resolved to keep up the family heritage. He also decided that it would be a good idea to make out his own will. Hermione was peering over his shoulder and squeaked when she saw the totals. “Harry this says that in a little over a year you will receive 1,821,512 galleons.” She sat down hard. Harry smiled at her, and then looked at the rest of the table. Ron and Ginny were both staring at him with their mouths open. Mrs. Weasley was smiling at him as was Tonks. He grinned at them. “Can I buy lunch?” he asked. Everyone laughed at this and stood up. Arrangements were made for vaults to be opened in Hermione, Ron, and Ginny’s names and each of the others received parchments with their new balances on them. Harry made arrangements to withdraw some money and have it changed into sterling. He noticed that he got a very favorable exchange rate and made a note to ask Remus about it. When his money arrived they set out for Diagon Alley to do some shopping. The first stop was number 93 Diagon Alley, Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes. The outside of the store was painted in obnoxious shades of orange that almost hurt their eyes and made Harry grin. He had helped Fred and George to open the shop by giving them the thousand galleons that he had won in the Tri-Wizard tournament. It was enough to get the shop going and now they were clearly doing well. The inside of the shop was filled with gadgets, jokes and pranks sitting on shelves and in bins of all sizes and shapes. None of them had been there before and all of them were amazed at the selection in the store, especially Mrs. Weasley. The more she looked the prouder she became. When the twins appeared out of the back she rushed up to them and engulfed them in her trademark bone crunching hug. They looked amazed to see her. “Mum, what are you doing here?” asked Fred. “Not that we mind but we didn’t think that you would be caught dead in here,” said George. “Boys, I am very proud of what you have done here.” She hugged them again. “I think that the shop is wonderful. Merlin knows that we are going to need more laughs.” The twins were rendered speechless until they spotted the others. Grins appeared on their faces as they saw their benefactor approaching with Remus. “Gentlemen, welcome to our humble shop.” Fred said with a smile. “We bow to one of the original masters.” “Our shop is but a pale imitation.” “Of the Marauders’ greatness.” The twins bowed low before a grinning Remus. “Alright, Harry and I need to speak to you for a few minutes.” “Certainly oh great and wise master.” George bowed again “Your wish is our command,” continued Fred. They showed the way back to their office and motioned the last marauder and Harry to sit down. “Fred, George, this morning we finalized Sirius’ will.” Their faces darkened. “Sirius asked that the two of you receive the contents of his personal safe. There were a few pranks,” Remus pulled a small bag out of his pocket and enlarged it with a simple charm. “But there were 5800 galleons as well. I suspect that this was Sirius’ spending money.” The twins grimly accepted the bag. “Thanks Remus, how are you doing?” George’s tone was more serious than Harry had ever seen it. “Harry and I toasted Sirius yesterday and talked for a while. I am doing better thank you.” Remus smiled at the twins. “What about you, Harry, I understand that Ginny has been assigned to force feed you?” Fred had a mischievous grin on his face. Harry smiled and nodded. “Just remember that she is our little sister so keep your hands off of her.” “Actually guys, I think that Ginny can probably take care of herself,” Harry gulped and continued, “and she and I decided last night to start dating.” Harry watched the twins carefully, fully prepared to take anything they wanted to do to him. The twins looked at each other for a second communicating in that odd way that twins have of communicating. They looked at Harry with very serious expressions on their faces. “Seriously Harry, congratulations, we think that you two will be good for each other, but promise us that you will take care of her. We know that you wouldn’t ever break her heart and there is no one that we would rather see date her, but please protect her as much as you can,” Fred finished and grabbed Harry’s shoulder. “I swear that I will do everything in my power to keep her safe. I would have done that even if we weren’t dating, but I understand. Thanks guys.” “Oh, one other thing, Harry.” Fred handed Harry a rolled up piece of parchment. Harry looked inquisitive and opened it. “It’s a stock certificate. It says that you own 10 percent of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes. We decided that quarterly ten percent of the profits of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes will be deposited in your Gringotts account, and business is good.” George looked pleased. Harry just looked stunned and the others led him back out of the office. They walked out of the office and the twins went to where Ginny was looking at some shrinking powder. They pulled her away and began talking to her seriously. “Ginny, Harry told us that you are dating.” Her face began to turn red with the Weasley temper. “Hold on, Ginny, before you get mad at us we think that it’s great. We just wanted to make sure that you take care of him. He is really important and…just help keep him safe, ok?” Ginny blinked at the twins’ seriousness and just nodded. “You have no idea how important he is.” When they left, Ron stayed behind to help with the shop. Remus left on Order business and would not be back for a few days. Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger all went to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch. After lunch (which Harry paid for) Ginny and Hermione said goodbye to their mothers and went with Harry and Tonks back into Diagon Alley. They went to a shop specializing in magical instruments and looked for a Pensieve for Harry. They found one and Harry signed a draft on Gringotts. Tonks shrunk it down so that it would fit in Harry’s pocket. When they had finished there and had looked in Flourish and Blotts (Hermione insisted) they decided that it was time to go into muggle London to buy Harry’s clothes. Hermione was in charge of picking the stores since the others had really no idea where to go. They walked out the front doors of the Leaky Cauldron and hailed a cab, and Hermione told the driver where they wanted to go. For the next four hours the three women dragged Harry from store to store making him try on shoes, shirts, trousers, new glasses, jackets, suits, watches, and even pajamas. They looked at furniture and Harry got a good idea about what he wanted to get for the place. With his pockets considerably lighter he offered to take the women to a nice restaurant, of course this meant that the women would need new dresses which he happily paid for. That evening after picking up a pizza for Ron they arrived back at Grimmauld Place exhausted from the day and made plans to go running again the next day. Harry went to his room and began putting his new clothes away. When he finished he heard a knock at his door. He opened it and found Ginny in her pajamas and bathrobe. “Just wanted to say goodnight.” She smiled up at him and pulled him down for a kiss. “And to thank you for the new dress.” She kissed him again. “And to thank you for saving me this morning.” She kissed him again and smiling, went back to her room. As he was standing there watching her walk away Hermione came out and walked up to him. She gave him a big hug and smiled at him. “What happened to that load of rubbish that you fed me yesterday about not being fair to her…?” She stepped back and grinned. Harry shrugged. “You were right. I was being dumb.” Hermione hugged him again and whispered in his ear. “Thank you for everything Harry. See you tomorrow.” She walked back to the room she was sharing with Ginny and closed the door. Harry was about to close his own door when Tonks came up the stairs. She smiled at him and pushed him into his room. “Let’s talk for a sec. Ok? You did good this morning you know.” She sat next to him on his bed. “Tomorrow after we run I’m going to start the three of you on some muggle martial arts. They’ll help with your concentration and stamina and will prevent a repeat of this morning. If you know that the girls can take care of themselves then that leaves you free to stop worrying about them and focus on taking care of your business.” She hugged him. “Oh and thanks for the dress. You’re gonna be ok.” She smiled and walked out of his room. Harry put on his new pajamas, relishing the feel of the silk on his skin, and crawled into bed. He put his glasses on the nightstand and went to sleep.
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