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Catherine or Cate

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Wreaking Havoc!

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September 1

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Harry's Room, Dursley Residence

Harry awoke in his aunt's home on the morning of September first for the first time since his first year at Hogwarts. Somewhere deep inside he was secretly pleased about it, and pleased with, he presumed, Jeeves for moving him while he slept. Having a relationship with his family was a positive step for him. The thought that Dumbledore had sabotaged it for so long still made Harry angry.

Dressing quickly in clothes he had bought shopping with Draco, Harry made his way downstairs to breakfast.

"Vernon?" Harry said in surprise seeing his much thinner uncle sitting at the table.

"Harry," the man replied wincing.

Harry's eyes met with his aunt and she shrugged sadly indicating that Vernon's current behaviour was the best he could expect.

"It's good to see you looking so well, Sir," Harry said politely serving himself some eggs and bacon that his aunt had non-verbally indicated he could take.

Vernon grumbled under his breath and made no reply.

"Harry!" Dudley declared barrelling into the room, half the size he was at the start of the summer. "Can you organise a rock concert next summer too?"

Vernon made another noise in his throat before standing and bidding them all farewell.

It was Dudley's turn to look to his mother.

"He's not recovering and accepting everything as I had hoped," Petunia said softly. "Dudley has some latent magic in his genes, but Vernon is not taking things well at all. He holds a grudge against magic for Dumbledore's mistakes."

"At least it isn't my fault anymore," Harry replied.

"No," Petunia agreed. "But nothing is clear in Vernon's mind anymore."

"So what is the plan next summer?" Dudley asked starting to gather his own breakfast.

Harry grinned at his cousin. "We are going to start setting up towns like Lakeside and Hogsmeade wherever we can, and in between those magical villages we are going to try and establish villages that are half-muggle, half-magical. Oh and I'm going to spend some time in the village by Hadrian's Wall."

"What village?" Dudley asked.

"A demon village," Petunia said. "We discovered it yesterday. I spent most of the afternoon with the leaders. They find it strange you are not a demon also."

"I am over sixteen," Dudley said holding up his spoon in surprise making Harry snicker.

"You're also a non-magical like your mother who had a magical spell placed over them. If Petunia had the ability to be a demon removed from her body and mind, my guess is your powers have not had a moment to manifest yet," Harry replied. "But if you're clever you could still play rugby for England. They won't know what the tattoos mean."

"I'm going to get wings?" Dudley asked.

Petunia smiled at him uneasily. "Probably, pumpkin," she replied. "Sorry?"

"Nah!" Dudley replied happily. "Look at me! I am fitter, stronger and happier than I have been in years since Harry had his accidental spazz attack before his birthday. It was the best thing he ever did for this family. And now I also have the excuse to live in one of those half towns and already knowing about magic means I have all the girls to choose from."

Harry shook his head and accepted the Daily Prophet from Jeeves who had momentarily appeared to deliver it.

"What did Adrianna have to say?" Petunia asked.

"Plenty," Harry said flicking his eyes over the paper. "Front page is about the donations. Next few pages are about the concert and festival in Lakeside. Page six is about Hogsmeade. The rest of it seems to be small articles about yesterday. It's even cited as a special edition."

"We are going to need a copy each," Petunia declared. "And the book shop will have to have a copy delivered daily to keep me out of trouble."

Harry smiled up at his aunt. "I'll get it organised," he told her before turning back to his breakfast.

III

Titan Place, London

Harry sat on a bench in the sun and waited. He had already been in to Potter House to speak with Jeeves about what to do with the house over the course of the year and they had decided to keep the house open – if only as a place Harry and his friends could escape to during the year.

Now he was waiting for the school aged Greengrass' whom he had promised to help Daphne escort to the station. Sirius was doing the same by going to get the newly enrolled demons from the town by Hadrian's Wall. Remus, Tonks and Isla were getting some of the students who were now living in Lakeside.

"Enjoying yourself there?"

Harry didn't have to open his eyes to recognise Astoria Greengrass' voice.

"Good morning, Astoria."

"Good morning, Harry," the girl replied. "Are you hung over like Daphne and Ruby?"

Harry lifted his head and stared at the girl in front of him with her brother at her side.

"Reid and Daphne are hung over? Reid is coming with us?"

"No," Astoria said with a smirk. "I just wanted to see how you would react. Mum totally wants you two to get married. I swear."

"It's only because she doesn't know about Daphne's foreign man," Harry said settling back on the seat again. "Or your little crush on Ron Weasley. If she knew her own daughters were in love she would be fixating on that."

"You will say nothing!" Astoria ordered icily and Harry smirked, his eyes still closed.

"I won't say a word. And neither will Rowan," Harry said feeling the boy slump onto the seat beside him.

Astoria made a small noise of dissatisfaction in her throat. "I'm going to go and hurry Daphne."

After hearing her walk away Harry opened his eyes to look down at the boy sporting a Cheshire grin.

"Your promised five sickles," the older teen declared paying up. "A job well done. You are a good little spy, Rowan. A good Slytherin."

"Want to know about Ginny Weasley?"

"I will pay you a galleon a term to feed me information about everyone, kiddo," Harry replied ruffling the boy's hair.

Rowan grinned. "With the opportunity for bonuses."

Harry laughed as the eldest two Greengrass girls walked over to be escorted to Kings Cross Station.

Leaning over Harry kissed Daphne's cheek in greeting.

"What?" the young woman asked.

"Rowan is going to be a great asset to our plans for next summer."

Daphne looked knowingly between Harry and her brother.

"He does have some excellent blackmail material, doesn't he?"

Harry held out his hand and took Daphne's before they pulled the youngest Greengrass present between them and Astoria held onto Harry's other hand. With grins all around they disappeared.

III

Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, King's Cross Station

An hour later Harry sat on a bench with Isla and a disguised Sirius sipping coffee from takeaway cups. They weren't speaking, but just sitting pleasantly watching as the first students arrived just after ten to begin the process of boarding the Hogwarts Express for another year.

"I think we did well this summer," he commented before sipping from his cup. "Better than I have any other summer anyway."

Sirius laughed loudly. "You've done more in one summer than most do in a lifetime, Harry. What it shows is that you are a good man, and we love you more because it is what you plan to do it all again next summer also."

Harry grinned and shrugged as Isla pulled him sideways into a one armed hug.

"You also got yourself a real family," Isla said. "And a pretty little girlfriend."

Harry pulled away and busied himself with his cup. "Until Voldemort is good and dead Reid is nothing but a special friend."

"I don't think she'll argue against that one," Sirius replied making Isla laugh. "But everyone else with eyes will. Not to mention that Voldemort isn't that dumb."

Harry looked up concerned.

"You'll be at Hogwarts under the best security that your money can buy. Plus some others that the founders put in for you and Voldemort doesn't know about. And then a few extra things by Dumbledore," Isla soothed. "Ruby will be fine."

"I hope so," Harry said rubbing his hands nervously on his trousers. "Where are Michael and the other demons who are coming to Hogwarts?"

"They decided to go to the alley to get extra texts before they got to Hogwarts. Those older students, like Michael, seem pretty intent on proving that they deserve to be at Hogwarts," Sirius said. "Don't worry Harry, they all promised to just get out of the alley fast if something goes wrong, and they are all better qualified to deal with any combat situation than other teenagers."

Harry nodded and turned the topic of conversation back. "I bet they will be all caught up on the coursework by Halloween."

"No bet," Sirius replied with a grin. "But I will bet they will do better at unifying the Hogwarts houses than any normal wizard ever would. The bonds those demons have are strong.

"I was hoping to see one," Isla said gathering her handbag to her. "But I am going to have to go. We have a women and children's hospital to establish."

"We're going with the women and children's hospital?" Harry asked in surprise.

Isla shrugged. "We need to raise the population somehow. Get up little brother and give me a hug goodbye."

Harry chuckled before wrapping Isla up in his arms.

"Jasp is right," she said. "You have gotten huge these past weeks. It looks good on you."

"I… Take care, Isla."

"I love you too, Harry," the witch replied with an understanding smile. "I'll see you in a few weekends."

Harry watched as Isla kissed her father and vanished from the platform.

"The Weasleys are here, and so are the Blacks," Sirius noted.

"You should go before anyone pays you too much attention," Harry told Sirius.

The older man stood and pulled the younger into a crushing hug. "I'll go to the alley and hurry your other bodyguards back. Have a good term. I will see you in Hogsmeade no doubt."

"Bye Sirius," Harry said a second before his godfather vanished.

Turning, he walked towards the express and paused when he noted his friends mixing more than they ever had before with students from other houses, and the dozens of new students who stood nervously on the platform. Hermione and Fred were standing and chatting with a girl with amber coloured eyes that set her apart as a werewolf. Reid was leading the integration between her peers from her old school and her new friends made over the summer. Alana was also there with two of her younger siblings and Ginny Weasley. Neville appeared to be talking with someone Harry didn't recognise but assumed to be a demon, by the way he seemed to be constantly on guard.

Then he spotted the heavily glamoured trio in the shadow of a pillar further down the platform and simply knew.

"Everyone on the train!" Harry called and the platform went silent before there was a flurry of activity as his friends ushered the students around them onto the express and made hurried goodbyes to loved ones.

"Harry?" Remus asked appearing at his side with Tonks, wands at the ready.

"Warrior?" Michael asked appearing on his otherside.

Several of the elder demonic teens moved into a fighting stance around Harry as the others ushered the younger demons onto the train hissing instructions.

"All of you trust me a moment," Harry said using his demon magic to reveal to wings of all the demons with him to the central man by the pillar.

"Har!" Michael hissed. "Voldemort!"

"He won't touch us," Harry replied confidently seeing Voldemort's fear at seeing demons with wings in colours other than green and grey. "Get on the train."

"Take care, Harry," Tonks declared giving him a quick hug as Harry simultaneously shook Remus' hand.

Turning Harry kissed Molly Weasley's temple on his way past and waved to Arthur as he moved toward the train. He saw out the corner of his eye, the Weasley patriarch take his wife's elbow, prepared to apparate at a moment's notice. Checking the clock Harry smiled and waved.

"Over here, Harry mate!" Ron called from down the carriage. "This must be the first time the train has been ready to go before eleven."

"I'll say," Harry agreed.

"Stay on guard?" Hermione asked, her wand in hand.

Peering out the window Harry nodded. "Just in case, Mione."

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Last Carriage, Compartment Two, Hogwarts Express

The cart lady had been and gone and Harry was oblivious to the small bets going on between Hermione, Ron and Neville on the other side of the compartment.

"Harry, stop jigging your knee. It's very distracting," Hermione declared not looking up from her book. Harry missed her amused tone.

"Go and see her," Ron urged, but his suggestion was met with a stormy expression in return.

"Can't. It's too risky," Harry replied.

"Oh for Merlin's sake!" Astoria declared flinging open the compartment door and dragging Reid in by the wrist. "You and Ruby make a perfect couple with all your worry about the other."

Harry looked up at the blushing young woman in front of him.

"I'm going to take a walk," Hermione said standing up.

"Neville, you can go too. Helena Fortescue is in the second carriage, third compartment," Astoria said with a pointed look. "Ronald, you can escort me back to my compartment."

"I think we'd better do as we've been told mate," Neville said elbowing Ron, both sporting huge grins.

Harry frowned after his friends as Astoria locked the door behind them.

"Ron won't even know how tightly he is wound around Astoria's finger by the time he realises a, her plan and b, that he loves her. She knows he is too old for her at the moment," Reid said sitting down. "Astoria knows what has to happen and is fine with it."

"Hmm," Harry replied locking the door again with his own magic.

"Harry, why do you call me Reid? You're one of the only people that does. It's not that I don't like it…"

"I do it to try and remind myself we can't be as close as I would like until Voldemort is dead."

Reid stood and moved before sitting down in Harry's lap.

"Okay," she said lying her forehead against the side of his neck. "What had you and all those new students on edge on the platform?"

Harry just twisted his fingers into Reid's long loose hair.

"What do you have in common with those other new students, the demons?"

"A dislike of Voldemort," Harry replied, feeling the tattoos on his back tingle.

Reid sat up straight.

"Was Voldemort on the platform this morning?"

Harry looked to the young woman in his lap and quickly weighed his options. Choosing diversion he kissed her soundly.

Thankfully, Reid was happy to have her attention diverted.

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Hogsmeade Platform, Hogsmeade

Hours later Harry disembarked the train behind Hermione onto the crowded Hogsmeade platform to see most older students looking about in interest.

"It all looks fantastic, Harry," Susan Bones declared from behind them making Harry spin around.

Kissing the Hufflepuff woman's cheek in greeting Harry grinned as he shook Blaise's hand. "It all is wonderful isn't it," he replied. "And all that money we raised yesterday is going to make such an impact on those who chose to remain living here."

"That reminds me," Blaise said with a chuckle. "Did you really sell one of the aged wizarding community houses to Ableforth Dumbledore?"

"I certainly did," Harry said taking Hermione's elbow and steering her towards the carriages as he craned his head to search for his other best friend.

"That is an excellent endorsement," Susan said.

"The other big name was Madame Marchbanks," Harry said with a grin. "Did you know she lives in a twenty room manor house and none of her family want to live with her? It disgusts me that they let her be because no one wants the responsibility of loving an old lady."

Harry smiled at Hermione as she patted his arm comfortingly.

"Harry!" came the cry and the teen soon found himself wrapped in the arms of Ayve as a very amused Ron walked up to them.

"Hello, Hogwarts," Harry said laughing. "Aren't you meant to be escorting the firsties?"

"Hagrid is rounding them up and I will meet them up at the school," the young woman replied. "The town is so wonderful. Everyone was so happy this morning when I was down here visiting. They are so happy that you are trying to help them have better lives than before."

"Good to hear," Susan declared. "Ayve, sorry but we must be getting up to school. We can't pop up there like you."

"Of course, go and find a carriage, my dear Susan," the embodiment declared. "I will check the train for stragglers and signal the house elves to come and claim the luggage."

"You should build five or six retirement houses in each town," Hermione said looping her spare arm through Ron's and pulling him closer. "That way it will also encourage movement between towns by the older folk."

"Some might even teach at that school or work at Isla's hospital one day a week," Ron said thoughtfully. "My mum's mum gets awfully bored. She's great with children. I'm sure if you asked she would work at the school."

"I'll make a note of it," Harry said helping Hermione into a carriage before Ron followed her in.

"May we join you?" Neville asked appearing with Daphne and Ruby.

"Of course," Harry agreed, handing Daphne into the carriage.

The carriage lurched off and Ruby took Harry's hand and held it tightly.

"I'm nervous," she whispered as the other four politely made conversation among themselves.

"Don't be, Reid," Harry told her. "Dumbledore should be nervous. Voldemort should be nervous. You're on the side for change and we're gathering steam."

Ruby smiled up at Harry, and somewhere deep inside, he was happy he had lost his temper six weeks ago. It was the best thing that had happened to him and his magical community.

"Bring on next summer!" Harry declared with a smirk.

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