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Shake it, Bake it, Brew it	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70336 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Last Time:
“how can I help you?” Harry spun around and came face to face with a very pale handsome man with dark hair wearing old styled robes and a cape “I am Sanguini, the owner of this establishment” The most notable features were the slightly pointy canines and red eyes … according to the book on magical creatures he read this man was a vampire …
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Harry mentally smacked himself back to his senses. “I’m Cache Devant Vous and I wanted to see if any apartments were available” It all made sense now … the apartment complex wasn’t closed before, the weird entrance and boarded up appearance in the daytime was to protect the vampires from the sun. This place might always be open since vampires don’t sleep more than once a month unless they’re part vampires or hurt.
Sanguini raised an elegant eyebrow “there are, but are you sure this place is what you want? All of the other occupants are not human”
“I don’t mind being around vampires or werewolves if that’s what you’re saying” Cache said politely “I just need to know if Kneazles are allowed and if there is a place for owls or if they can be kept in the rooms”
The vampire studied the young wizard in front of him and was intrigued to see a St. Mungo’s ring on his finger … it would be nice to have a healer on site if something happens with the werewolves again, but he was curious at the boy’s emaciated appearance “kneazles and other animals are allowed as along as they don’t make a mess outside of the rooms and there is an owlery on this floor in the back passed the living room and library, but you can keep your own owl in your own room. The currently open rooms are on the top floor, would you care to see?”
“yes” Cache smiled and followed the vampire up the stairs as the apartment details were explained.
“all three apartments open, 423, 410 and 405, have silencing charms for privacy, separate heating and cooling charms run by runes, separate floo systems and alert wards to prevent someone other than you from getting in, but they’ll react if you need help too” Sanguini pointed up as they went up to the third floor “the fourth floor is unique because it has large skylights and balconies. They also have large bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens and living and dining rooms. Each are about the same size and cost 150 galleons a month with the first payment being after 4 weeks and are for one person, but they don’t have potion labs”
Cache smiled, 150 galleons was one tenth the prices of the homes in Diagon Alley “sounds good so far. I do make potions, but I prefer using the kitchen for that … yeah, it’s weird, I know” he chuckled at the odd look the vampire gave him.
Sanguini looked amused as he saw the rather relaxed boy had no fear of him. Once on the top floor the vampire pulled out a key and opened the door to apartment 405 and showed Cache around.
Though each of the top floor apartments were the same size and layout this one had the best view of the moon, which was great for potions if he remembered correctly …
Large kitchen with a perfectly working stove …
Open concept for the kitchen complete with a few plates, pans, glasses and utensils, a living room with a fireplace and dining room. It made some sense to have a few things in the kitchen in case it goes to a werewolf or vampire. Harry will be the first human in the room …
Big bedroom with a king sized bed and huge walk in closet…
The sky lights in the tall ceilings over head came with blackout shades or shutters over the windows that were charmed to close and stay shut if a vampire was entering the room during the day. No surprise considering vampires are the usual residents …
Harry liked it and it was decided … Cache moves in tomorrow morning with his kneazles and owl where he’ll be keyed into his room’s wards …
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Severus blinked “I don’t think I heard you right Poppy, could you repeat that?” he asked the healer through his living room floo. He just came back from the Leaky Cauldron and Tom told him everything that happened, which lead Severus to floo calling his colleague the second he heard Cache was a natural healer, after all there’s no way Poppy would miss a chance like that …
“you heard me Severus, despite his height Cache is only 11 and he made a perfect Skele-gro in front of me. What’s most amazing is that he can hear the phases change. I start teaching him Tuesday at 8:00 and I plan to let each lesson end about 1:00, do you want to meet him? He is a very hard worker and could use a mentor in potions I’m sure” said Poppy’s face in the fire embers.
“are you seriously asking if I want to meet a child with talent?” Severus stated dryly “I’ll stop by at 1:00 to see him” he will finally meet the boy he has been worried about all this time.
Poppy rolled her eyes “I’ll see you Severus” her face left the fire and he potion master pulled his head out. From what he gathered today Cache was badly abused and somehow he got away.
It will be difficult to get him to talk about what is going on, but for now he’ll focus on teaching the boy potions …
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Hedwig hooted as a blonde Harry returned just before midnight “I found a place to live. Can I have your carrier?” he took the carrier and went to the bathroom to grab his useless glasses. He flicked the light on, went into his cell and placed them in the attic in place of Hedwig’s cage which he took out with him.
With the panel put back into place he started to climb down, but paused when he saw the painted word ‘FREAK’ “oooh … it’s red not black” he rolled his eyes and went to finish packing away everything that was left, but was struck by smell coming from his aunt and uncle’s bedroom. He went in and cringed. Apparently his kneazles decided that even though he risks letting them out in the backyard for the bathroom they prefer the silk sheets of the Dursleys’ bed as a litter box. He rolled his eyes and spelled the sheets clean before going back to packing …
All the books went into his bottomless bag …
Then his ipod and earbuds, which will be an issue since he was using Dudley’s extra charger. It wasn’t important now especially since there wasn’t any electricity in magical world, but Harry wondered if a few runes could fix that. He did have those books too …
The eye droppers …
The invisibility cloak …
Some food, it was him doing the shopping so who would notice or remember what was in stock after three weeks …
Owl treats next …
Any other ingredients soon followed …
Finally the clothes were packed into the suitcase and placed with the owl cage and the duffle. All were shrunk and put into his bottomless bag. Lastly he put his trunk in the cupboard and locked it up. He fell asleep on the guest bed one last time after meditating a few minutes to get his mental defenses going.
Early that morning Harry woke up and went to make sure his disguise was holding up. Since it was he slipped out from under Lyra and went to take a shower nearly tripping over Libra who was sleeping stretched out on the rug. After digging his suitcase out of his bottomless bag and changing his clothes he went to make breakfast.
“I found a place to stay and after sleeping on it I decided I will not go back to Hogwarts and I will make everyone think I disappeared into muggle world, but for now lets go get settled. My landlord said that I can floo straight to the room, but I need to be locked into the wards first” Harry said as the kneazles settled down to eat with him and Hedwig who has made a mess of Vernon’s chair.
It was a heartbreaking decision actually, to not go back to Hogwarts. Harry wanted to continue his education, but he knew Dumbledore will keep forcing him back here and how will he keep up Cache’s lessons with Poppy at the same time as Harry’s regular classes or more importantly what will he do with his little kneazles? It wasn’t a good idea to try. He would get caught after too long. Maybe he could slip into Hogwarts as Poppy’s apprentice to put Snape’s things back.
A movement in the attic made him set his breakfast aside to check it out and he found a fluffy brown owl carrying a letter with the Gringotts seal “that’s right! I nearly forgot about Gringotts!” he mentally kicked himself for his forgetfulness and offered his arm to the owl. The owl gratefully perched on his shoulder and let Harry take it to the kitchen. After the wizard took the letter it was carrying it perched next to Hedwig.
Harry settled down to finish eating as he read the letter …
Dear Cache Devant Vous,
We here at Gringotts have concluded that a redirect spell has been placed over your mail for your family accounts. I am personally over seeing a magic collection to find out if it is who we suspect is behind this and I also ordered a set of scans to be preformed on your home to check the validity of the claims of blood protection. It would be wise for you to find a new place to live since you are free to buy, invest and use your money to make a safety net. The two hour long scans will take place the day after we get your answer letter so make sure you are out and nothing is left behind that could mess with the scans.
Unless of course you require assistance finding a new home. Visit Gringotts if you do and we can give you some information. However I wouldn’t be surprised if you are ahead of me on this
Good luck and may your gold ever grow,
Griphook
Harry smiled in relief. It seems everything is going smoothly now. He finished his breakfast before writing out a quick reply explaining that he understood and was lucky enough to already have found a home. Harry included the address, that he became an apprentice at St. Mungo’s and just in case the goblin would be concerned he made it clear that he was aware of the vampires living in the apartment complex too. After writing the proper farewell he sealed the envelope and gave it to the patient owl.
As the young wizard watched the bird fly off towards the attic he was hit with a realization making everything truly sink in …
He was leaving …
Leaving and not returning …
Why hide that he was gone?
The goblins themselves couldn’t see passed his potion disguise and he is training his mind …
Who would find him?
The young wizard smirked and took the truck with the tracker on it out of the cupboard. He left the cupboard wide open with the padlock on he floor and went up the stairs to the attic. The tracked glasses and carrier soon joined the items in the trunk. The homework was torched with the clothes inside, the phoenix wand was snapped and placed in the trunk. The textbooks put safely away in the green bottomless bag and he went on the computer …
To mail a package to a friend of Petunia’s in Florida and set up a pick up in four days at 9:00. Right smack dab in the middle of his first lesson with Poppy …
He left the trunk containing the broken wand, carrier and glasses on the doorstep for the delivery man to take them along with dear Aunt Petunia’s favorite set of china, ugly rug, couch, silverware, the computer and Vernon’s TV. He was happy no one saw him move anything, but now people were waking up so he put a charm over everything so no one will notice everything there except those who are looking for a package to pick up, which is actually the mother of Petunia’s friend who has done this many times before for free. That charm will break once she comes for it …
Petunia’s friend likes destroying things to recreate them in art and if an inanimate object is destroyed the tracker will feel like it was removed… or so the book says and if that’s true then the person who placed the trackers on him will think he disappeared some where in America.
All that red tape just to deal with international affairs that Harry remembered hearing Hermione whine about should make things very interesting for the nut who tried tracking him …
For one last time he went in to his cell brandishing a red marker and shut himself in with each lock locked …
He blew the door off it’s hinges without a wand and it cracked against the far wall …
With great care he doodled a big picture on the wall next to his cell …
It was a smiley face wearing a witch’s hat sticking out it’s tongue and for effect he made it a hand holding a wand next to it writing ‘FREE in big letters …
If it wasn’t for knowing about Griphook’s scans he would’ve enchanted it, but he doesn’t want to mess with the results …
“that’s perfect” Harry snickered and emptied all the food he wanted out of the frig and pantry and put it in his bottomless bag. Finally he looked at his three pets who each looked amused at his actions “what? I had a lot to vent” he shrugged. He knew neither the Dursleys or Ms. Figg will get out of this unscathed. By the time they get back all of the wizarding world will be after them in order to find the ‘Boy Who Lived’.
With that off his chest he left with his three pets. Hedwig flew ahead and Harry took Lyra and Libra, under the safety of the invisibility cloak, to the Leaky Cauldron. The kneazles waited under the cloak as Harry slipped into the AbFa Emporium to buy two large dog beds, two red pet bowls with paw prints and a candle. Sadly that was the last of his muggle money and he now only had 100 galleons left. That should be fine since he planned to start brewing at home after getting his own cauldron.
Once the Leaky Cauldron was in sight the cloak was put away …
Tom smiled as he saw Cache “hi Cache, Lyra, Libra. Congrats on finding out that you’re a natural healer! That’s big news!”
“thanks! Oh and I got an apprenticeship too plus a job making potions! I’ll see you later, we have to move into our new place” Cache waved and went around back to the alley. The kneazles looked excited and waited patiently as Harry tapped the bricks in a counterclockwise formation. The bricks moved aside making Lyra and Libra jump in surprise.
“lets go, I bet you’ll like our new home. It’s almost the size of the Dursleys’ house and it’s a top floor apartment so it has a view, but no going to the bathroom on the bed. I’ll get you a litter box unless you want to go outside” Harry chuckled as the cats snorted. They had no need for the box. The wizard suspected they just didn’t like the Dursleys or just Petunia. He knew they must’ve known his aunt’s scent because Petunia visited Ms. Figg’s home a few times before and no one can miss her over perfumed smell even when trapped in a small cabinet.
Harry lead them slowly through Diagon Alley and let them look around at all the places and take in the new smells for a while. He stopped and bought a perch at the Owl Emporium for Hedwig and bought more owl treats and some real treats for kneazles, which were placed in his bottomless bag before heading for Knockturn Alley.
“excuse me young man, but that area isn’t safe!” Harry froze and turned to see none other than Dumbledore “that place is Knockturn Alley. It’s a dark place for dark creatures and wizards. Come, I’ll help you find what you are looking for” the old wizard said kindly with that twinkle in his eyes. Harry immediately activated his mental defenses, not just because he had to control his temper, but he also felt something attempt to get near his mind. The creepy feeling was flicked away as the whirlpool started spinning and Harry smirked as Dumbledore looked dizzy for a second.
“no thank you sir. I fare pretty well on my own. If you’ll excuse me I have a place to move into” Cache bowed his head politely.
Dumbledore looked stunned that someone had refused him “a home? in that place? … as a headmaster of the prominent school of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, I can’t allow someone so young to live in such a place” Harry blinked, was this old fool expecting an applause with that speech? “Do you even know what the dangerous dark creatures there drink?”
Harry stayed impassive as Dumbledore tried to touch his shoulder only to recoil sharply as the kneazles gave a warning growl “to answer your question sir the vampires drink blood and I noticed some werewolves drinking pumpkin juice” he didn’t, but he wanted to get under Dumbledore’s skin and he did “To be honest I’m fine with that. After all people have taken great joy in drawing my blood. If people are going to have my blood on their hands I’d prefer it didn’t go to waste. Besides I made the mistake of trusting other peoples’ opinions instead of making my own opinion before and it cost me a possibly good friend. I won’t make that mistake again, good day sir” Harry motioned for his kneazles to follow and they disappeared into the alley leaving a slack jawed headmaster behind who was thankful no passersby over heard any of that … well almost no one …
“my my that was quite entertaining” Dumbledore twitched in annoyance as he turned around to see an aristocratic man with long blonde hair smirking at him with Draco at his side also smirking.
“Lucius, Draco how good to see you both“ Dumbledore said cheerily with that twinkle going full force to mask any irritation.
“for once I can say the same. It’s nice to see not everyone falls for your … charm” Lucius smirked and started walking away “lets go Draco”
Draco smirked at Dumbledore “good day headmaster” he followed after his father and into Knockturn Alley. The two Malfoys paused as they saw the boy go up to a well known apartment complex and couldn’t help but think the guy had some serious balls for a few reasons. Draco decided he would come back and meet him another time …
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“he has a lot of nerve trying to boss around people he doesn’t even know and trying to go in my mind was just rude” Harry shook his head and smiled as he came to the old complex that had many windows closed “here we are. Hedwig is most likely already in our room … alright calm down” he chuckled as they started pawing at the door excited to see their new home. Harry opened the door and nearly fell as the kneazles zipped by. He rolled his eyes as they started pawing at the next door and looking at him expectantly.
“our neighbors can’t come in contact with sun so this door needs to be shut before that one can open” he said as he shut the first door and moved to the next door. The second the door opened the kneazles ran in.
Sanguini chuckled as he came over “hello Cache, so these are your kneazles”
“yep, the smaller striped one is Lyra and the other is Libra” Cache smiled as the vampire knelt down to pet and his kneazles were loving the attention. Several other vampires came in from the living room next to the lobby.
“the harp and scale constellations … they are beautiful. I’m sorry I’m Trocar” the brown haired vampire in a white shirt, brown vest and black pants with a gold chain connected to his pants leading to something in his pocket smiled at the boy
To most of the vampires’ shock Cache smiled and held out his hand “Cache Devant Vous, it’s good to meet you” for a second Trocar wasn’t sure what to do, but after recovering from shock he shook Cache’s. No one human was ever so … accepting of vampires before and while no one else stepped up to introduce themselves it was clear they were curious about Cache …
The blonde had no fear and didn’t find the vampire’s cold skin an issue …
Cache noticed his kneazles start to race up the stairs “slow down before you crash into something again! … barely a foot in the door and they’re wreaking havoc” Sanguini and some other vampires smiled in amusement as they heard a thump on the fourth floor. It seems things might get more interesting around here …
“well we better not keep your kneazles waiting” said Sanguini as he and Cache headed up the stairs.
“I assure you they are not my kneazles, I’m their human” Cache chuckled as the vampire laughed.
“so it seems” the undead landlord said as they got up to the top floor and saw the kneazles waiting not so patiently in the hall and ignoring a couple tipped over candle sticks on the hall bookcase. Cache rolled his eyes and put the candlesticks right side up, while shooting his kneazles a scolding look … which did nothing.
Sanguini unlocked room 405 and the two kneazles zipped in first followed by Cache who waited at the door “just grab the inside doorknob to get locked into the wards and if you hand me your Gringotts key I’ll set your payments to automatic” the blonde boy nodded and tossed Sanguini his key who caught it gracefully.
As Cache grabbed the inside door knob Sanguini moved the old bronze plate with the room number aside revealing a rune. Cache felt a tingle across his skin and knew the wards were locked to him. The blonde pulled back just in time to see Sanguini placing his key against the rune. After a couple seconds the vampire put the plate back and handed back the key.
“the first payment is in four weeks. Take care Cache” Sanguini said and left the new resident to settle in.
Cache shut the door and turned around to see Hedwig perching outside on the balcony rail “coming Hedwig!” he pulled out the new very tall perch that had a hook to hang a cage and five higher branch like pieces for lots of perching options from his bottomless bag. The 12 foot tall perch was set just a few feet from the sliding glass doors and he hung the cage on the hook before letting the owl in “nice huh, I got the deluxe version” he said as he watched Hedwig flutter from each perch to test it before settling happily in her cage. It took a chunk of what money he had left, but it was worth it.
Now it was time to put things away …
Harry pulled out all the food he took. Most of which he did buy himself anyway so it was his. He put the spices, flour, sugar, oil, ect … in the upper lower cabinets with his pet bowls for Libra and Lyra. The candle was set on the counter and the cold things in the wizarding version of a frig … meaning a cabinet on the wall with cooling and preserving charms. Next he put his potion ingredients in the lower cabinets and the potions on the counter, which is when he took a second blood potion and nutrition potion. Then he pulled out his book to make the kitchen his potion lab, which wasn’t difficult and the stove had the same burners that his potions classroom at school has.
Does the wizarding world only have one type of burner?
You think there would be more options when you don’t have to rely on electricity, but guess not. Harry shrugged off his thoughts and put the ventilation charms up. Once his lab was complete he put his ipod, charger and a few books on the coffee table. Last but not least he went to put his clothes away as Lyra and Libra were playing on the couch …
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Dumbledore huffed as he flounced into Gringotts “the nerve of that boy and here I was trying to help him … werewolves drinking pumpkin juice, yeah right. They drink … bone marrow” he decided as he strutted up to the goblin at the counter “I need to speak with Griphook now” ordered the old wizard.
“right away” the goblin said with a smirk and he left quickly, which pleased Dumbledore greatly since they usually don’t show him the respect he deserves here. He missed the goblins speaking quietly amongst themselves and glaring at him.
Griphook came over to Dumbledore “and what can we do for you Mr. Dumbledore?”
“I want to add 7,000 galleons to the monthly payments for the Order of the Phoenix and to give Ginny Weasley 15,000 galleons upon her entrance to school. I’ll also take my yearly 200,000 galleons” said Dumbledore with authority.
The goblin sneered, that payment to the youngest Weasley was 5,000 galleons more than what Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger receives … for what purpose? “making more investments I see … very well, please sign here to confirm you issued these changes” Griphook handed Dumbledore a quill.
The wizard took the quill and signed “now that was easy. Good, I have a busy day” Dumbledore left quickly.
“as do we” Griphook sneered and took the quill to the back where he set it against the glass orb. The orb drained the magic and Griphook took it to the mail room where he placed the orb next to the file marked ‘Harry Potter’. Three other goblins stepped over to witness the scan and none were surprised to see the orb turn green Dumbledore cast the redirect … get this orb in the case file””
A goblin smirked as he carefully took the orb “right away sir”
“sounds like the evidence against Dumbledore is mounting” a goblin commented as he came to collect some mail from an owl.
“it’s about time too Ironclaw … things would’ve progressed faster if we managed o talk with Harry when he first came” Griphook scowled.
Ironclaw snorted “Hagrid practically raced through the bank with the boy and never let us speak a word to him. We should’ve realized then that Mr. Potter was being fooled by Dumbledore right then”
The manager of the Potter vaults noticed an owl come to roost. He recognized it as the one he sent to Harry and took the letter “finally a self reliant wizard and with brains. I’ll get those scans going” he bowed to Ironclaw and left …
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“over here?” Harry pushed the dog beds over near the glass door under the skylights, but the kneazles shock their heads “ok … where would you like them?” he asked. Libra looked at Lyra and they padded off into the bedroom and sat at the foot of the bed “stubborn kneazles” they wanted to sleep with him, but if he’s going to get up late at night to check a potion he can’t be trapped under the kneazles.
It made him happy that they had gained weight. Now they didn’t look so bad and their fluffy fur hid most of the signs, but they will be big. Both kneazles were close to his knees when standing, which made them far bigger than regular cats and actually their still growing. The both of them were small tigers under the fluffy fur and as they get up to their appropriate weight they will be something to watch out for.
“how about this?” Harry placed the beds next to his bed on one side and sighed as the only response was the two kneazles jumping on the bed and mewing at him. Before this issue could be sorted he heard a knock on his door and went to answer it “Trocar? What’s up?”
Trocar smiled “well I wanted to talk to you if you weren’t busy”
“I am not busy. We’re just fighting over sleeping arrangements” Cache stepped aside for the vampire. The second the vampire came in the blackout shades fell and then other lights turned on much to the kneazles’ excitement “what do you want to talk about?”
“your medical background” said Trocar though it wasn’t really what concerned him the most. The young wizard was very thin and it disturbed him that the boy had long sleeves on in this weather.
Cache shrugged “I just recently became an apprentice. My lessons haven’t started yet … in four days they start. I was approved to make potions for St. Mungo’s though”
“that’s impressive for one so young. Most kids waste away their summer, but you will be far and above your peers come summer’s end” Trocar sat down and took note of the 12 books on the table and the sad look on the blonde’s face.
“my peers won’t see me again for a while. School came with too many strings attached and I had no one to trust … my teachers, my peers and least of all my guardians” said the young wizard sadly.
Trocar frowned as he studied the boy’s face “teaching yourself then … Cache … before I was turned I was a professor. I taught things like Runes, Transfiguration and, quite ironically, History and Defense Against the Dark Arts” he smiled slightly as Cache gave a short laugh “what I’m trying to say is if you’re alright with a vampire professor I could teach you”
Harry’s mouth dropped, a vampire wants to teach him! “I would like that … why me though?”
Red eyes looked at him in confusion “at your age you already have permission to make potions for a hospital and your living on your own. That’s takes talent and smarts. I want to help … I also never met someone who was as accepting as you, most people flee in fear”
“ok” Cache agreed, it seemed he will finally be getting taught. Poppy and Trocar … and he decided to find the potions professor. Trocar’s words sounded a lot like Snape’s and it made him wonder if Snape meant what he said.
“it’s been a very long time since I taught, but before we start you will be eating, understand?” Trocar’s tone left no room for any arguments.
“oh I get it, you’re not just a teacher, you’re a mother owl” Cache huffed as he went to the kitchen to start cooking with the provided pans hanging over the stove.
The vampire twitched violently “no I’m not and the phrase is mother hen”
“you never met my owl. Say hello Hedwig” Cache smirked knowing full well that Hedwig was glaring at him from her highest perch.
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