King of the Street(A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

First Steps

Harry woke feeling refreshed, which wasn't surprising because the bed had gently massaged him to sleep. He sat up and put on his glasses. Looking around he saw Anubis sleeping at the end of his bed. All the stuff Harry and Marge bought yesterday was strewn about the room as the two wanted to sleep and organization was not a thought. Harry looked to the nightstand next to his bed. Malfoys watch was sitting on the edge, the morning light, glinting off the face. It read 9:00 AM. Harry decided that it was an appropriate time to wake up. Standing from his bed, Harry did his morning stretches and dress in a comfortable pair of athletic shorts and a black T-Shirt. Harry fully opened his window and startled some pigeons that had been roosting. Harry laughed at the birds, but turned at the sound of the door to his bathroom opening. Harry dove behind his bed and grabbed the closest thing he could to use as a weapon. Draco's watch.

"Harry, where did you go?" Asked the voice of Marge.

Harry stood from behind his bed.

"Sorry, kind of a knee jerk reaction."

Marge smiled at this and walked closer to Harry. She was wrapped in a towel and had another on her head. Harry wasn't really embarrassed by this, he was used to seeing girls like this due to the orphanage bathrooms being in the same section of the building.

"Well, you take a shower and I'll get dressed. Then we can go down to breakfast."

"Alright."

Marge left behind another door that led to the magically enlarged closet. Harry entered the bathroom to find all the same amenities that muggles used. Stripping down, Harry turned on the water and waited for it to heat up. He looked at himself in the mirror. Even though he was eleven, Harry was in good shape. Once puberty hit, Harry would fill out to be a very attractive young man. He already showed signs of muscle definition. When Harry started his workout regimen he went to the local library to learn more about exercising and different routines he could do. While reading, Harry learned that exercise and working out was safe to do at any age. If one understands limits and human biology, anyone could do it. Harry jumped in the shower and quickly cleaned himself.

Dressed and clean, the duo made their way downstairs. The smell of bacon wafted its way up the stairs and pulled Harry closer. They reach the dining hall and the first thing Harry noticed was the rich family from the night before. They looked drastically different from before. Now the father was wearing jeans and a T-Shirt, the mother was wearing a sundress, the older daughter had black leggings and a light sweater on and the younger daughter was also wearing leggings but there appeared to be dragons all over and were moving across the fabric. A tap on the shoulder turned Harrys attention to his companion.

"Stop staring Harry and let's go find a seat."

Harry face flushed and he followed Marge silently. They sat close to the family, most likely because Marge likes seeing Harry embarrassed. Tom came over and took their orders. Harry would have French toast, bacon, some mixed fruit and some green tea. Marge wanted a waffle, extra sausage and coffee.

"So, Harry do you know who that family is."

"Why yes, in the last week I familiarized myself with all the wizarding families to order to rob them."

"I actually can't tell if you are serious. Anyway, that is the Greengrass family."

"Okay and what does that mean to me."

"The father, Tiberius, is well known for his political prowess. The mother, Victoria, was a combat healer during the war with Grindelwald. Those are their two daughters, the older one is Daphnie and the younger is Astoria. Daphnie will be in your year."

"Good to know, but why should I care."

"Because, smartass, they are what we call a "Grey" family. During the war with Voldemort they refused to take one side or another. Plus, during the war with Grindelwald, Tiberius was well known for using more violent measures against the enemy. Him and Victoria were known as some of the best interrogators in England. While Tiberius would use violence and pain, Victoria could get the prisoners to trust her and spill that way. Most assume that she would let her husband hurt the prisoner then she would heal them and it would make them trust her."