Note: the sacred 28 is the sacred 29 in this story. also nearly all the Potters I introduce are going to be an OC, except for James and maybe Fleamont or Charlus, I haven't chosen who I would like to use yet.
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Pandemonium.
That was the only way to describe the wizarding world. Everybody was panicked. Scared and angry.
The anger however was directed towards Dumbledore. This was the hero of Wizarding kind, the man who had sworn oaths to protect all those in the wixen community to the best of his abilities. Oaths that were supposedly bound by magic.
This man who had sworn oaths to protect all wixen kind had lost a person who everybody believed could become a powerful wizard seeing as he had defeated Lord Voldemort as a 1 year old baby. He had lost The boy who lived, The Chosen One.
How? that question was asked to Dumbledore multiple times
How did you not realise? We thought you said you visited the boy every evening? were other frequent question that was asked
The people of the Wizarding world were also angry at Dumbledore for trying to keep it under wraps. They had been undoubtedly thankful to Lord Malfoy for making sure the people of the Wizarding world knew the truth.
When they had first heard of it they all started panicking and running around like headless chicken thinking that Lord Voldemort had returned and had taken out their Chosen One. They were just about ready to leave Britain. They could not do it again. They simply couldn't. The first war was more than enough for them. They were tired of the fighting.
Another thing that angered those is in the community was that the ministry (read: Dumbledore) had attempted to keep it quiet.
The ministry had been receiving howlers for two weeks straight, and there was no way to silence the damn things or destroy them. They inwardly cursed whoever created howlers to the moon and back. The only thing that would be able to destroy the Merlin-damned things was fiendfyre, and well... You could imagine how that would go.
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Loud sirens rang through the neighbourhood, red and blue lights flashing as those who stayed in Privet Drive watched their neighbours, Vernon and Petunia Dursley get their rights read to them whilst being handcuffed by 2 police officers.
Petunia looked awfully pale and Vernon was yelling obscenities at the police officers as the handcuffs were wrapped around his meaty wrists.
"You let go of me now! You good for nothing pieces of-" "Are you sure you want carry on sir?" The officer asked, an eyebrow raised as he looked up at the neighbours who stood there watching them, their eyes bulging out of their skulls, mouths dropped open at the scene in front of them.
Petunia flushed in embarrassment as she lowered her head and let the officer do their jobs.
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Harry stared at the paintings in the medical wing his mouth hanging open, seemingly ready to catch flies at this point.
This is it. I'm kicking the bucket, aren't I?
"Well aren't you going to eat young man, you certainly can't afford to skip any meals, thinner than a twig you are!" One of the men in the portrait -Hendrik?- said, an amused smile on his face
"Hardwin!" Came a chorus of voices immediately chastising him for his rudeness.
"Oh come on, lighten up," Hardwin said a smile on his face, "Welcome, young Heir, how are you feeling?" "Like I might just be on the brink of insanity," A few portraits let out a small chuckle at that. "Well aren't we all," Henry said a small smile on his face.
Bella slithered into the hospital wing as she made her way towards Harry's bed, hissing happily at seeing her hatchling awake.
"Hey Bella, you okay?" "Am I okay? I am not the one confined to a hospital bed am I? And you have the nerve of asking me if I'm okay?! Honestly," She said has she started making herself comfortable on Harry's legs. Harry smiled at her before directing his attention back to the portraits.
"Interesting, a Parselmouth in the family now," Alfred said with his hands on his chin in thought. "Well, you learn something new everyday," The third brother, Allen, added.
"How rude of us, we didn't even introduce ourselves, we are the healers and medi-witches and wizards of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, although some of us are still not here yet," The man he had been observing earlier spoke out.
"We shall introduce ourselves first Heir Potter, I am Marius Adel Potter, ex Lord of House Potter, those uncouth creatures over there are my great-grand nephews, Alfred Bertram Potter, Noah Anders Potter, Hardwin Aubin Potter and Farley Geoffery Potter, the quadruplets," He was about to start introducing his wife when she jabbed him with her elbow. "What was that for dear?!" He cried iut clutching the side of his abdomen where his wife had just elbowed him.
"I will introduce myself, thank you very much. This happens nearly every single time Noah, you know I prefer introducing myself, I am Florent Eve Potter ex Lady of House Potter,"
Harry sat in silence on his bed, he didn't know what to say or do, these were his relatives, they were paintings, but still family. He just sat there in stunned silence, stewing in his thoughts. Then it hit him
Lord?
Heir Potter?
He looked down at Bella, about to ask if she understood, only to see his companion fast asleep, nuzzled in the rather fluffy blanket between his legs.
'I'll let her get her rest' Harry thought as he looked down at Bella 'It must have been an exhausting day for her as well'
"Where am I?" Harry finally asked, as he realised he had been staring far too long at the portraits.
"Potter Castle of course " Farley answered with a wide, proud grin on his face.
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Hello. Sorry for the lack of updates so far, I have just started my mid-year exams so my updates will be very spaced out. I'm not sure if I would be able to post anything for another 2-3 months. I will try to update all my stories if possible, but I'm sure the updates definitely won't be coming this month.
Also, sorry for the short chapter.
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