Postcards From Harry

By Spots On A Pony

Based on Make A Wish by Rorschach's Blot.

These are the postcards that Harry might have sent to Hermione while on his trip around the world.

A postcard showing fields of tulips.

Dear Hermione,

I arrived in Holland fine, don't worry. If you ever visit Amsterdam, don't, I repeat don't try exploring at night, especially the red light district, scary, very scary. A couple of Swedish girls suggested I try the brownies at one of the coffee shops, the brownies were good, they tasted a bit different than Mrs. Weasley's, and I felt a bit odd for a while afterwards. Next I took a trip to the countryside to see the flower fields. The flowers were incredibly beautiful. Toured several museums, the artwork I saw was fantastic. It makes what we have at Hogwarts look like junk.

Would you do me a favor? If the Quibbler comes out with any articles about those strange creatures that Luna is going on about, would you get me a copy? I'll pay you when I get back.

Thanks.

Love

Harry

HJP

On a postcard of the Eiffel Tower.

Dear Hermione,

Of course the first thing I had to see on arriving in Paris was the Eiffel Tower. The view is great. While there I met an inventor and his assistant. They are interested in adapting muggle devices to magical use and asked me if I had any ideas. We discussed a few over dinner, I'll be meeting them later on in Germany. I went to see the La Musee des Armis and the Folies Bergee at the Moulin Rouge, both were wonderful, but I'm getting awfully tired of having to stand in line to see just about anything. I didn't see the Louvre because of the long lines.

In Marseilles, I went to visit the magical section of the city near Le Vieux Port where I got mugged. The local wizarding police weren't too concerned about the mugger. Apparently they'd been after him for some time and are glad that he won't be a bother any more. I'm afraid that France has just become too exciting, time to move on.

Love

Harry

HJP

On a postcard showing a birds eye view of the architecture of Monte Carlo.

Dear Hermione,

Ended up in one of the casinos in Monte Carlo. Put a bet on the Roulette Wheel, explored the casino a bit and left. Explored the city for a few hours and ended up falling in with a bunch of Australian backpackers and getting drunk. Found out later that my chip had won big. The casino had the money deposited into a Swiss Bank account for me. Big deal, I already have more money than I can possibly spend, now I have more. They say that the Swiss banks are run by Gnomes, I thought that was strange. I'll see when I get to Switzerland.

Later.

Love

Harry

HJP

On a large postcard showing the statue David.

Dear Hermione,

Got to see some of the Vatican and Rome.

If you ever decide to perform the spell for mage sight that will allow you to work with wards, don't ever do it if you are hung over. The instructions give you the side effects at the end instead of the beginning, and they can be unpleasant. These effects include blindness, insanity, deafness, neurosis, death and in rare cases an advanced form of mage sight. As I am still able to write this to you, I'm still alive, obviously. I'm also not blind or deaf and I don't seem to be suffering from any sort of insanity or neurosis, so everything seems to have worked out ok. My mage sight got enhanced though. Instead of seeing the wards in black and white, I can see them in color. I guess that could come in handy some day.

Paid a visit to the magical district of Rome, Via Veneficus. Heard that Fudge was going to make a speech, went in to one of the bars to hear what he had to say. What an idiot. Talked to a nice older man who bought my drink. Went off for more sight seeing.

I'm afraid that Rome is getting too exciting. The magical crime families have gone to war with each other. Why couldn't they have waited until I had left? Anyway three of them went after someone staying in one of the hotels. One got thrown through a window, another got knifed, and the third fell down the stair well. Off to somewhere quieter.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard of the Swiss Alps.

Dear Hermione,

I could just cry. I just got checked into my hotel room in Switzerland and when I went out on the balcony to eat some chocolate, a bunch of death eaters appeared. They apparently had a faulty port key, they went spat on the street below. That's a bunch that won't be bothering anyone any more. But still, they've ruined Switzerland for me.

I bought a watch and checked out my Swiss account. The Swiss banks are not run by Gnomes after all. Lots more money to spend. Great. Off to somewhere not so exciting.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard showing the Berlin wall.

Dear Hermione,

Took a tour of the Alliierten Museum and saw a part of the wall with the original wards still intact. Got a couple of old Soviet spell books. One was for the conscripts and the other was for one of the secret agencies. I know you'll want to study them when I get back. Malfoy won't know what hit him if he tries messing with us after we've learned these spells.

Met up with my inventor friends. They told me about the inventions they were working on and the suggestions I'd made in Paris. Made some more suggestions and they gave me some gadgets that will be useful on my travels.

Took a tour of Dachau. How could someone do such terrible things? And speaking of terrible things, a little muggle born girl, who was to start at one of the German magical schools next term, was murdered along with her parents, by the purebred only idiots. Then the purebreds involved started dying off or being killed in strange and gruesome ways. Good riddance, Voldemort won't have any support in Germany when they all wise up.

I signed you up for a subscription to a new German magazine that you might be interested in. It is called Die Toleranz, it's by purebreds who like muggles.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a post card showing the movie poster of The Sound Of Music.

Dear Hermione,

Before leaving Germany I bought a bunch of interesting stuff, including a portable dungeon that was made as a recreational item. It also includes a reference library. The shopkeeper insisted I take a book titled; The Single Wizard's Guide To Keeping His Witch Or Witches Or Pack Of Veela Happy. I have no idea why he'd think I'd need something like that. Maybe Fred and George would be interested.

Upon my arrival in Vienna, I spent the day at the airport watching the airplanes land and take off. Why, I don't know. Just something I never had a chance to do, I guess.

Took the Sound Of Music tour. It was fun. Went out with some other backpackers and got drunk again.

Heard that a couple of bunches of death eaters had port key problems. One bunch got hit by a train and the other bunch ported into the police station's new one-way holding cells. Where is Tom getting these idiots? The soft drink machine down the hall started making funny noises after I got some drinks from it. I don't want to know, Austria has been very peaceful so far.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard showing a Hungarian Horntail in its natural habitat.

Dear Hermione,

You'd never believe how hard it is for a wizard to get into Hungary, but I finally managed it. While waiting for the port key, I bought a bunch of books on dragons and other stuff. I'm going to have quite the magical library. Yes, you can read whatever you want from it when I get back.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to see the Hungarian Horntails in the wild. They all had some sort of strange illness and a couple of experts had been called in. Hopefully they will be able to cure the dragons, I hope so. Too bad I don't have enough time to see how they do. I guess I'll have to try to come back some other time to see Hungary's dragons in the wild.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard showing a reenactment of the Charge of the Light Brigade.

Dear Hermione,

Bought some nice magical and non-magical lace. Bought a magical sword made for a squib who rode in the Charge of the Light Brigade. Had a brief vision of the charge into the Russian guns. I wish I could have had men that brave with me in the graveyard when Voldemort kidnapped me that time.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard of a castle in Transylvania.

Dear Hermione,

Transylvania is a bit more exciting than I'd like. Three of the local vampires thought they'd just help themselves to me, I had to persuade them differently. Bought some black silk, a complete Hunter's kit,(don't ask) potions ingredients, some more books, (you're really going to love my library) one of which deals with useful spells and curses. This book could be very useful if we decide to start up DA this term.

Had dinner with the Count, he is the vampire ruler of the region, a very nice sort. He is a wine maker and takes a more enlightened approach to collecting the blood he and the other vampires in his region need. He doesn't believe in killing to get blood. He gets along with and is respected by the non-vampires for this policy. He also has the same helpful policies involving the werewolves in his region.

I found out from my friend, the inventor's assistant, that the Count made me a Baron in his lands and will be depositing the revenues from these lands into my Swiss account. Oh goody, more money to spend. I wonder if the Count would mind if I split the revenues between you and Ron? What do you think?

The next time you see Remus Lupin, tell him that Fenrir Grayback won't be biting anyone ever again.

Love,

Harry

HJP

On a postcard of the Kremlin.

Dear Hermione,

Made a stop in Bulgaria. Didn't get a chance to get in touch with Victor Krum. Met up with some veelas who were related to Fleur and Gabrielle. Stayed with them for a few days. That book, The Single Wizard's Guide To Keeping His Witch Or Witches Or Pack Of Veela Happy, did come in handy after all.

Went to Russia and took a tour of Moscow. Met a Mr. Winter who gave me a book on weather magic. What is it with people giving me things? It's almost like they know where I'm going before I do and give me stuff that I'll need. Very strange. I'm getting tired of traveling by port key or floo. My inventor friends will be testing out a new form of magical transportation, and have invited me to come with them. I've decided to accept their invitation. Thankfully, no signs of any death eaters.

Love,

Harry