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Triangle Disease
“Anticipation”
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whom I am deeply indebted.
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(E/N: segment from the last chapter)
The red eyes burrowed into him and he trembled in fear. What to say? How could he tell his master
what he didn’t know?
“Please don’t hurt me master! I’ve been your faithful servant
all these years! I know we can find their secret-keeper this time. They can’t
hide forever! Surely all we have to do is to grab one of the school brats and
strip the child’s mind of what we need!”
“That takes precious time, Wormtail and right now, Potter and
his wives are growing stronger and are finding new ways to counter my will.
Every day that passes is another day lost for our side to rule! Crucio!”
Peter Pettigrew screamed. He screamed
the scream of the damned as the feeling of a million hot knives pierced his
body. It went on a very long time.
They never made away from the front
hall doors of Potter
Castle. Harry’s hands
flew to his forehead. The pain was intense, and because they were magically
joined, Ginny and Hermione felt it for the very first time. It was a pain that he never had gotten used
to, even though he had felt it dozens of times. It had been a while since he
had experienced it so intensely, so dazed as he was, Harry realized that
Voldemort must not care whether Harry knew or could feel or understand what was
happening. The girls were screaming in
pain and it hurt Harry even more to know that they were being exposed to the
kind of torment that he had known since his first year at Hogwarts.
Harry
fell to his knees and even though he was in tremendous pain, he focused on the
images that were washing through his thoughts.
Wormtail was screaming and Voldemort was standing above him. Tom was
unhappy, that was clear. Why, though? Harry couldn’t hear what Voldemort had said,
but he did catch one phrase: Where is
Potter? Crucio!
Harry
blacked out.
Harry came to in his bed. Ginny and
Hermione were lying on either side of him. Their breathing was slow and even,
so he knew they were all right. He couldn’t tell how long they had been
sleeping, but he knew from the last time that this had happened that he must
have slept several hours. His head was still pounding so he fetched his wand
from the nightstand and pointed it at his own head. He muttered the cantrip and the headache
cleared. He did the same for Ginny and Hermione and saw to his relief that
their breathing became less labored and their bodies relaxed even more. Harry couldn’t sleep, so he got up and moved
quietly to the bathroom. Once Harry had taken a long, hot shower, he moved back
to their bedroom, where his robe and wand were waiting. He was determined to let his wives sleep as
long as possible.
In
the great hall, Harry called out quietly “Dobby”. It was a few minutes before Dobby appeared.
He looked happy, but tired.
“Are
you all right, Dobby? You look tired. I’ve never seen an elf look tired
before.”
“ ‘Arry Potter, you is kind as usual. I was with my wives, I was. They
are demanding¸ ‘Arry
Potter. ‘Arry
Potter has never seen an elf when it is wanting.”
Harry
couldn’t help himself. He laughed as he thought about Dobby and several
elf-wives nagging at him. Dobby had always been so attentive to Harry’s needs
and now he was being run ragged by wives. Wives? Was Dobby copying Harry?
“Dobby? Tell me something. Did
you marry more than one wife because I did?”
“No,
‘Arry Potter. I have been married for over 50 years.
I met my wives before your parents were born, I did.”
“Did
the Malfoys know that you were married? Did you ever get a chance to be with
your wives when you were working for them?”
“No,
‘Arry Potter. I couldn’t tell them that I was
married. They would have tried to make slaves out of Dobby’s wives. Dobby would
not let that happen.”
“Dobby? Do you know why I
asked you to be here this evening? I know tomorrow is your day off and you should have
already been long gone from here.”
“ ‘Arry Potter has a need and Dobby wants to help.”
“Thank
you, Dobby. I told you that I want to learn magic from you. I want to know how
you do some of the things you do. It may help me beat Voldemort. He doesn’t
think that elfish magic is worth learning, or he would have tried to do so a
long time ago. I think he’s wrong and I think I will be stronger if you teach
me. Are you willing?”
Dobby
was bouncing up and down on his feet and Harry could tell that Dobby was very
excited. “I’ll take that as a yes. Want
to get started?”
Harry
and Dobby spent the balance of the early evening talking and demonstrating for
each other. Several times, Dobby had to correct Harry’s efforts. Dobby
apologized repeatedly when he had to do so and it became annoying enough that
Harry had to tell him forcefully to not do it anymore.
By
the end of the session, though, Harry thought he had learned several important
things about the nature of elfish magic. The most important thing was that
elves visualized an outcome first and then direct magic at the problem, instead
of the way that wizards did things. Harry then showed Dobby how to control the
power in a wand and made him cast his first spells. Dobby’s efforts were somewhat erratic, but
the power he could put behind his castings was shocking. Harry did not realize how much a wand could
magnify an elf’s power and he suddenly realized that the Ministry’s
restrictions on such things may have been done out of a sense of self-preservation
as much as anything else. Hermione was
going to be fascinated by the discovery, he was pretty confident.
When
they were done, they made a plan to have another session two weeks hence. Harry
was going to need time to practice what he had learned.
In
thanks for his efforts, Harry gave Dobby something that he was sure that no
other elf in all of the UK
owned - a wand. He admonished him that
it was for use only within the territorial confines of Potter Castle
and warned him what might happen if the Ministry for Magic got wind of his use
of a wand.
When
they were done, Harry held Dobby’s small hand in his and told him how much he
liked learning from his elfish friend.
It was a very special moment and Harry treasured the expression that he
saw on Dobby’s face. It was of the purest joy and Harry thought he, not Dobby,
had gotten the better end of the exchange.
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As
Harry made his way back to the master suite, to check on his wives, he stopped
and looked at the special clock in the hallway, which was almost exactly the
same as the special clock at the Burrow.
It showed all three Potters at ‘home’.
Harry was curious when he saw that, because there was a clock position
for ‘mortal peril’, just like the Weasley’s clock and whenever he had gone to
the burrow in the last year, all of the hands were pointing towards that
position, except when they showed a family member as ‘traveling’. The clock in the great hall had other clock
positions. One read ‘leave me alone’ and another read ‘really, I mean it, leave
me alone’. Harry had desperately wanted
to fix one for ‘shagging’, but had been talked out of it by Hermione. However,
there one was for ‘snogging’ and another for ‘traveling’. Several of the slots had yet to be
determined. Harry thought one was going
to end up as ‘studying’ and he thought perhaps one for ‘playing Quidditch’. He
thought Ron would approve of that.
The
lights were still out in the master suite and Harry could not see much. He drew
his wand and whispered ‘lumos’. Immediately, a very soft light appeared at
the tip of his wand, just as Harry had wanted. It guided him to the edge of the
bed, where he found Ginny curled up around Hermione, with her right hand cupped
around Hermione’s naked breast. Both of them were beautiful beyond description
to him and he felt a powerful longing to be back in bed with them. However,
Harry knew that they were both pregnant and their appetites were going to start
to assert themselves. It had been two and a half months since they had gotten
married and though neither of his wives was ‘showing’ yet, he knew that was
only a matter of time as well.
Dutifully,
Harry covered them with blankets, up to their chins, so that they would be warm
enough and then padded back down to the kitchen. He figured that by the time he
had made enough food for the three of them, they would be up. He was anxious to tell them about his evening
practice session with Dobby and about an idea he had had earlier. Harry had the
feeling that his wives would not object.
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