《Harriet Potter and the avengers》Chapter 4
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UK, Diagon Alley
4 days before Harriet's birthday
Harriet heads into Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, looking around for the twins. She still wasn't worried about being recognized. Her shifted facial features changed hid her scar perfectly and instead of her short messy black hair she had long straight muddy brown hair. Her normal luminous green eyes were changed to a chocolate brown. She looks around in amazement, loving what they had done with the place.
She was impressed how far the twins had come. She was so happy she had given them that money, seeing they had put it to good use. Seeing the packed shop she is so worried what chaos McGonagall will deal with this year. She wanders around looking at everything on the shelves and decides she wanted to get a bit of everything, for emergencies only obviously (wink).
Feeling hands land on both her shoulders she jumps slightly in shock. Turing to look back seeing both the twins looking down at her. She suddenly feels herself being gently nudged to the back. She feels confused as they most definitely shouldn't recognise her. As they got into the backroom they locked the door before looking at her and smiling at her.
(F=Fred, G=George, H=Harriet)
G, "We are so glad to,"
F,G, "See you here."
They pull her into a tight hug as she is taken by surprise before hugging them back.
F, "Now do you mind taking,"
G, "The glamour off?"
H, "Well technically it isn't a glamour. How did you know it was me?"
She looks at them both as they smile at her, reminding her of the betrayal there family did to her. She didn't blame them though. She see's they exchange confused glances before looking back at her.
F, "Baby Prongs,"
G, "What are you saying?"
H, "It's complicated and long explanation. Maybe we can go over it tonight, privately?"
She looked at them sadly, she struggles trying to change her features back sand failing. They nod at her confused but smiling still.
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F, "Well Little Sister,"
G, "It was obvious it was you,"
F, "it doesn't matter how you look,"
G, "We could sense your core the moment you walked into the shop,"
F, "Family can normally always sense each other when in close contact,"
F,G, "You must not have that sense well equipped yet."
H, "Umm I'm sorry. I do think of you as my family, I just don't have experience..."
She looked at them embarrassed and rubbing the back of her neck. They immediately hugged her again tightly. Trying to reassure her that they didn't mind and understood.
F, "Hey, It's alright,"
G, "We understand completely,"
F,G, "We are here for you remember."
They took her upstairs and settled her in their little apartment on a couch.
F, "We have got to head back to the shop. It's only open a few more hours open,"
G, "Then we can talk to you about everything,"
H, "Ok, I understand. No worries. Do you have some biscuits I can have with my meds?"
They looked at her slightly concerned but nod towards the small kitchen area before heading back downstairs.
She took her mailbox out and pulled the potions that link had stocked up there. She took her potions and then a biscuit for lunch with it. Feeling a little sick, probably of the conversation coming. Looking inside the mailbox she saw Bronze had sent the plans for her escape with plane tickets and portkeys and information on the house elves hired. The plan should be ready for her birthday. She decides to take a nap for the few hours before they finish up.
She was woken up by someone gently shaking her shoulder, she tenses up before recognising the hand and loosening up before slowly opening her eyes and stretching. She smiles at them both only to realises the mailbox was left open with all the plans. Though instead of being angry at her they looked sad and distressed.
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She sighs before explaining everything to them, not leaving anything out. They look at eachother and then her, pulling her to them tightly as she hugs them back. Smiling at them. They slowly pull back, looking sad.
(F=Fred ,G=George,H=Harriet, Speech)
F," We knew about our mother."
G, "We have known for about 2 years."
F, "Little Sister,"
G, "We are so sorry about everything,"
F,G, "You are our sister and we are on your side."
She felt her eyes tearing up as they pulled her into them, whispering niceties into her ears and comforting her. As she calmed down, she smiled at them happily.
H, "It's okay. I don't blame you in the slightest. I mean you literally tried to pay me back."
They looked confused before laughing and patting her shoulder.
F, "Oh baby prongs,"
G, "That money comes from being a investor in the company."
H, "Oh. You didn't have to do that. It was a gift."
F, "We know,"
G, "but we agreed,"
F,G, "you deserve it."
H, "I really do love you Mischief and Mayhem,"
She indicates to both of them as she says it. Being able to see the differences.
G, "You know,"
F, "You're the only one who can tell us apart"
She giggled and they relaxed for a bit, having dinner as Harriet takes her potions before studying before bed. Over the coming days she helped in the shop and relaxed enjoying being free. She studied and enjoyed it and loves spending the time with part of her family.
During this time Harriet brought up the difficult question. Who in their family is aware and ok with it? It was the question running in their head since the beginning. They told her everything they knew and it devastated her. (Did you really think I'd tell you everything so soon.)
Harriet potter takes a sigh of relief, having had ordered thousands of owls and attached her letters to them all. It had been hard writing it but she wanted out. She sent out her personal letters, sad she couldn't talk to Sirius and Remus about what she had learned but didn't want to risk seeing them in person. She turns around to her two brothers, Mischief and Mayhem. She run back towards them and hugged them both tightly. Knowing to keep up appearances they wouldn't be able to see each other for a while. As they pulled back they were all crying, having spent time just them three they didn't want to sperate.
(F=Fred, G=George, H=Harriet)
H, "It's time for me to go now, I got you a gift."
G, "You Didn't,"
F, "Have to do that."
She smiles and hands them both a diary.
H, "It's a communication diary, whatever you write will appear in the other two diaries so we can still have some type of communication."
F, "That sounds absolutely,"
G, "amazing, our gift"
F, "Seems small in response,"
She looks confused before extremely happy and excited.
H, "You got me a gift?"
F, "Yeah, its more about safety than anything."
G, "Plus it's really pretty."
They handed her a simple silver chain with a blue sapphire as the centre stone.
F, "It's charmed to feel your emotions and send us warnings or notifications if its ever to strong or worrying so we can help you."
G, "It is also charmed with a portkey to transport you to us wherever we are if anything ever happens. You just have to hold the stone and say Mischief managed."
She tears up and hugs them both tightly as she puts the necklace straight on.
H, "It's perfect, thank you so much. I love you both."
F,G, "I love you too."
She takes the portkey given to her, transporting her outside Gatwick. Heading in and a few hours later she was on the flight out of the UK to America. Ready to take on her new identity.
Freedom, or at least that was the plan.
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