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"Talking"
'Thinking'
{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror}
–Parseltongue–
Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others
Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Chapter XVIII
–Close Calls–
Wednesday, 19 July 1995
HJP's POV
A week passed with Tom and Harry jumping from city in city and country in country. It was strange how Harry was moving around Europe while not leaving England technically.
Harry was finally managing to walk without feeling the after-affects of what Tom had done to him. Which really... and Tom wanted a repeat? He could forget it!
Harry returned from a trip in Italy to find Nagini nowhere to be seen. He frowned, knowing it couldn't be good. Then Winky popped in and pulled a hand over Harry, shrinking his hair before he could react. It was then that Harry knew. He put on his glasses again and left his bedroom, to find Aurors in the Manor.
"What's the meaning of this?" He asked.
"Potter... there has been reports that you have been mis..."
"You mean that Dumbledore lied in a supposed report to give you a reason to come check on me." Harry interrupted and the group tensed. "As you can see I'm more than fine. Actually, I'm not since I just got woken up by you guys! Now that you've done your 'job'... LEAVE!"
Lord Lestrange held back a smile, but Harry could see it playing at the corner of his lips.
"Mr Potter!"
"Heir Potter." Harry amended. "Besides... watching over the wellbeing of an adopted child is the job of Madam Bones and not yours. I'd say I'd contact the Aurors, but you already are ones. I could say that I'd contact my lawyer but I don't need-to since you are holding him as if he was a prisoner!"
"You have no right to speak like that to..."
"Don't I? Very well, I'll also inform my Goblin Account Manager about the Aurors' illegal raid alongside their refusal of my Family Inheritance as Heir Potter, Heir Black, Heir Lestrange, Heir Lupin, Heir Pettigrew... I can go-on if you want, the list is long."
The Aurors glanced at Lord Lestrange confused, who nodded. With a groan, Lord Lestrange was freed and the Aurors left the Manor – escorted by the house elves. Harry stayed besides his adoptive father as they waited for the Aurors to be fully gone.
"That was a close call, when did you arrive?"
"Minutes ago, how long were you delaying them?"
"At the least a hour." Lord Lestrange offered.
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