Jackson awoke to the world feeling to extreme, from taste, smell, noise even trying to open his eyes, and then he recalled parts of the night prior, then "HARRY JAMES POTTER WE NEED TO TALK" Hermione yelled from the foot of the bed, Jackson held his hand up and whispered aggressively "you will shut it granger, I am ridiculously hungover and am not in the mood to be ranted at by a stuck up bitch this early in the day, Leave" he was glad he'd mastered subtle compulsions as Hermione turned and left the room, Jackson groaned and pulled the Duvet over his head welcoming the muffled black void, he even ignored Ron's body as the teen turned towards him, a muffled voice telling him Bill would have a hangover cure, "no good" Jackson stated "don't work properly, Percys did though, you'll need to call him, I ain't leaving the void" Ron sighed and Jackson felt the bed shift as Ron left, he cut off all he could to reduce the pounding from his senses despite the pounding in his skull being ever present eventually a rectangular box was held in front of him, he slowly moved out to see Percy holding it and the decanter "really this stuff's like deadly" he uttered "you dragged me back here J, now let's get you fresh air" he uttered helping Jackson stand and shuffle to the balcony "why couldn't you have learned this stuff years ago" Percy groaned as Jackson lit one of the cigarettes taking a much needed drag "procrastination?" he uttered mockingly taking another drag, "I don't know how, but you're a miracle worker with these things, nothing else clears my Hangovers, I tried a standard Potion but it failed"
"it's the water in the liquid form, your body absorbs it faster than the agents can act to counter the hangover, without the water to be absorbed and the close relation to the lungs, mouth and other areas to the bloodstream and brain it acts faster, basic anatomy, don't you read"
"nope" Jackson snorted "don't need to, I have a photographic memory, I don't read I scan, then perfect recall, it's only affected me for over a month Dumbledore blocked it" Jackson half sneered taking a second Cigarette out Percy looked at him odd but sighed "it wont take two"
"it'll be better, and besides the act of 'smoking' as it were calms me, besides I've got an interview to do and a meeting with my accounts manager, I need something to help my head stay clear" Jackson spoke, Percy just nodded and the pair delved into casual conversation.
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Jackson strode into Gringotts with purpose, Goblins bowed as he passed an act that had many Sneering Wizards and Witches pause "Lord Peverell it is agreeable to see you again" the floor manager Tembor stated "And you Tembor, scant letters over banking requests do little compared to a meeting, do you know if Barchoke is free, or has the Directorate meeting run over again?" Jackson snorted
"As always the meeting ran long, you can however wait within Barchokes offices, your meeting was scheduled after all" Jackson nodded a slight bow when the doors to Gringotts flung open revealing the Weasleys and other Order members "HARRY JAMES POTTER, YOU DARE TRY VIOLATE DUMBLEDORES ORDERS, YOU ARE TO RETURN TO THE BURROW THIS INSTANT" Molly screamed, Jackson shuddered "No" he began "I had a meeting here scheduled since yesterday, not only am I an emancipated Lord but in the aftermath of the Lies and Propaganda spread about me after Grangers actions, as I have told you I am through listening to Dumbledore, and what orders with what authority, he's my headmaster and this last I checked was my summer Holiday, if you attempt to block anything I do I'll have you charged with Line Tampering as the last Lord of my family, now good day" Jackson turned and followed a Goblin back to the offices and sat waiting for Barchoke.
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When the Goblin entered he shook his head in a type of fondness, he enjoyed working with the Potter, now once more Peverell line and the new Lord had proved successful despite their lack of communication "May I assume Lord Peverell that this is about the Nasty Business with the Daily Prophet?"
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Harry Potter: Taking Control. [Archived]
Fanfiction(Refined and improved version of New Boy-Who-Lived) When Harry Potter finds out not only did the Order fake Sirius' death but the man isn't as loving as he thought it sends him down a path to question everything he's ever known, finally sick of bein...