Lady Celestial Stars wonderful story

Part 48

Chapter 48: The Keep

Notes:

I don't own Harry Potter

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

The Watchers were deposited just outside of a neat house, which mirrored all the other houses next to it. The only difference was that the lawn and garden was absolutely pristine.

“Hang on…we’re at Privet Drive.” said Dean aloud. “What’s a good memory doing here?”

“I’ve had some…not a lot…but some.” said Harry kindly.

“Yeah, and I’m Chinese Fireball.” said Charlie rolling his eyes.

“The garden looks beautiful.” said Professor Sprout.

“No doubt Potter did it, I cannot see Petunia getting her hands dirty for anything.” sneered Snape.

They saw a younger Harry walk out of the door of Privet Drive and call into the house.

“I’m done with the chores and made your lunch, I’ll be back soon.” said Harry.

“Wow, they let you do that?” asked Ron in shock. “How did you manage to get away with that?”

“If this is when I think it is, it was a few days since I went to get the Dragon’s Eyes. They were still reeling from Hagrid’s visit at the hut on the rock.” said Harry with a bright smile up to Hagrid.

“Glad I could help.” said Hagrid beaming back down to the white haired lad.

The scene shifted and they found themselves in a small pub, there were only a small handful of people in there, sitting at a booth towards the back of the pub, talking amongst themselves. The Watchers noticed that the sign on the door said ‘Closed’.

“Hang on, how are these people in here, if the place is closed?” asked Lee.

“They work here. They’re prepping the food.” said Harry. “Though it doesn’t look like it now.”

“Then why are we here, do you work here?” asked Hermione.

“Not always, just a few times a month or so.” said Harry. "Only during the summer and whenever I can manage to get away from the Dursley's, Which wasn't much time the next two years after this."

“So, you gave up with the whole Mission Impossible thing?” said Dean with a disappointed tone to his voice.

“No, I’m still doing that. Like I said before, if this is the day I think it is, it has something to do with it.” said Harry with a smile.

Then the door to the kitchen opened up and Harry came out with a large serving tray, with a silver cover.

“What are you doing here?” asked Sirius.

“I’m trying out a new recipe.” said Harry.

“What have you come up for us this time?” asked one of the men in the booth.

“Something I came up with last night, I call it “Sunken Treasure.” said Harry with a smile as he lifted the silver cover. Inside was what looked like eight giant clams.

“What are they?” asked Remus.

“What are they?” asked one of the women in the booth. Remus slammed his elbow into Sirius' side, after he sniggered.

“They’re cakes!” said Harry. “Lift the top of the clam, and see what’s inside.” said Harry excitedly.

The people in the booth lifted the top of the clam and saw that it was indeed a sort of soft cake. Inside was a creamy pink custard and a white pearl sitting carefully on top.