Harry Potter And The Forger Of Worlds 60 Flourish And Blotts

After the talk about the car, the rest of the day pa.s.sed quite peacefully. And the next few days as well for that matter. Though Mrs. Weasley tried to help accomidate Nova to the best of her ability, Nova turned down the offer of staying in the Burrow. But instead chose to spend the nights and most of the days, sleeping in his dragon form. Though it startled the Weasleys the first morning after waking up to see a dragon sleeping outside their house, no one really had an issue with it, aside from Percy who was still a little jumpy being around Nova.

Now Nova didn't really have an issue being in the Burrow, but the homey feel that it gave weighed down on his mind and seeing how the Weasley were one happy family really caused him to miss his wife even more. Not only that it amazed Nova how well the family functioned together and the extent they went to helping Harry feel like he belonged

Most mornings, Nova found Mrs. Weasley fussing over the state of Harry's socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal. And how Mr. Weasley liked Harry to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked. Now of course they were very receptive to Nova as well. Mrs. Weasley really enjoyed the kitchen upgrade that Nova fixed up for her one of the days. Making the stove more efficient and the cooking materials were enchanted with a self cleaning function, so that Mrs Weasley did not have to wash dishes any more. In the evening, Mr. Weasley would pull Nova aside to speak about the upgrades to the car and other projects that he had inside his garage.

And to make the car even better, Nova had added a spatial transference function to it, which made Mr. Weasley so happy that he could be found driving and flying it everywhere in the yard. That was of course until, Mrs. Weasley found out and directly blasted the car out of mid air with her wand. Seeing her angry like that Nova thought it best to take off the enchantment while the husband-wife duo was otherwise not focused on him.

Though to make it up to Mr. Weasley, Nova did beef up the suspension to insure that the pa.s.sengers in the car did feel a single b.u.mp when the car landed. And improved the energy conversion between the fuel and magic. Essentially turning it into a one gallon per decade or so kind of car.

On one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived at the Burrow. Nova walked in to breakfast to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny are already sitting at the kitchen table. The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter. Ginny seemed very p.r.o.ne to knocking things over whenever Harry entered a room. She dived under the table to retrieve the bowl and emerged with her face glowing like the setting sun. Pretending he hadn't noticed this, Harry sat down and took the toast Mrs. Weasley offered him.

"Letters from school," said Mr. Weasley, pa.s.sing Harry and Ron identical envelopes of yellowish parchment, addressed in green ink.

"Dumbledore already knows you're here, Harry - doesn't miss a trick, that man. You two've got them, too," he added, as Fred and George ambled in, still in their pajamas.

Reading through the letter, Nova didn't find anything of importance in it. Fred, who had finished his own list, peered over at Harry's.

"You've been told to get all Lockhart's books, too!" he said. "The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan - bet it's a witch."

At this point, Fred caught his mother's eye and quickly busied himself with the marmalade.

"That lot won't come cheap," said George, with a quick look at his parents. "Lockhart's books are really expensive ...

"Well, we'll manage," said Mrs. Weasley, but she looked worried. "I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Ginny's things secondhand."

"Oh, are you starting at Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked Ginny.

She nodded, blus.h.i.+ng to the roots of her flaming hair, and put her elbow in the b.u.t.ter dish. Fortunately no one saw this except Harry, because just then Ron's elder brother Percy walked in. He was already dressed, his Hogwarts prefect badge pinned to his sweater vest.

"Morning, all," said Percy briskly. "Lovely day."

He sat down in the only remaining chair but leapt up again almost immediately, pulling from underneath him a moulting, gray feather duster - at least, that was what Harry thought it was, until he saw that it was breathing.

"Errol!" said Ron, taking the limp owl from Percy and extracting a letter from under its wing. "Finally - he's got Hermione's answer. I wrote to her saying we were going to try and rescue you from the Dursleys."

He carried Errol to a perch just inside the back door and tried to stand him on it, but Errol flopped straight off again so Ron lay him on the draining board instead, muttering, "Pathetic." Then he ripped open Hermione's letter and read it out loud:

"`Dear Ron, and Harry if you're there. At least I hope you are since I have not heard back from Nova,

"`I hope everything went alright and that Harry is okay and that you didn't do anything illegal to get him out, Ron, because that would get Harry into trouble, too. I've been really worried and if Harry is all right, will you please let me know at once, but perhaps it would be better if you used a different owl because I think another delivery might finish your one off, unless Nova is around and is finished by his presence. Though how it still functions around him is a mystery to me." Hearing this Nova could only silently agree. Harry's owl, Hedwig, wouldn't even come close to the Burrow but instead stayed in a tree. Nova could only conclude that Errol was too old to care or just stupid.

"'I'm very busy with schoolwork, of course'- How can she be?" said Ron in horror. "We're on vacation! - 'and we're going to London next Wednesday to buy my new books. Why don't we meet in Diagon Alley? Let me know what's happening as soon as you can. Love from Hermione."'

"Well, that fits in nicely, we can go and get all your things then, too," said Mrs. Weasley, starting to clear the table. "What're you all up to today?"

Harry, Ron, Fred, and George were planning to go up the hill to a small paddock the Weasleys owned. It was surrounded by trees that blocked it from view of the village below, meaning that they could practice Quidditch there, as long as they didn't fly too high.

They couldn't use real Quidditch b.a.l.l.s, which would have been hard to explain if they had escaped and flown away over the village; instead they threw apples for one another to catch. They took turns riding Harry's Nimbus Two Thousand, which was easily the best broom.

"Actually Mrs. Weasley, back to the topic of shopping. I have some galleons I would like to give you for such kind hospitality that you have shown me this past period of time." Nova said.

"You do?" Everyone aside from Mrs. Weasley responded.

"How much?" The Twins said excitedly.

"Fred, George! That is not for you to know." Mrs Weasley scolded them. "Nova, dear, you don't have to worry about that. We can make do just fine with what we have."

"That might be the case, but it would be wrong of me to not help contribute at least a little." Nova said.

"But Nova won't that hurt your own finances?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"No need to worry. I have saved enough that it will not affect me. Now since i don't have an extra storage ring where would you like me to put the money?" Nova stated.

"Here on the table will be fine. Let me just clear off the table quickly." Mrs. Weasley just sighed in defeat, as with a flick of her wand the the plates and food dishes went back to their resting places in the kitchen.

"I am glad you accepted. And don't worry. The amount I give will not be alot." Nova said. He then closed his eyes and sent his mind into his storage ring to find the smallest pile of galleons that he had in there. Coming up to the pile he gave a mental nod to himself and deposited it on the table.

The table promptly broke.

"Hmmm. . . I thought the table would hold." Nova said, as the room went dead quiet.

He then looked around, "Whats wrong. If it's about the table, it can fix it."

"N,N,N. . . Nova? I thought you said it wouldn't be alot?" Mrs. Weasley stuttered.

"It's not alot though. This was the smallest pile I had in the ring, if it went up to the next section i think it would take up the whole kitchen. It's not my fault the goblins at the bank don't have enough room in my vault to store it all."

"Nova?" Ron croaked.

"Yes Ron?"

"How many galleons is this?" Ron whispered softly.

"Don't know really? Couple million." Nova said. "But if this is not enough. Here we'll do this." Nova then wave his hand back over the pile of galleons and brought out a large ruby about the size of a pot.

"Here. I think this ought to be enough." Nova said. "You can give this to the goblins in Gringotts and though they can't exchange it directly they can give you a credit of at least a few hundred million galleons. So you will be good for a while."

When Nova finished speaking, he looked at everyone and found they had gone blank. "What is wrong?"

"How much did you say it was Nova?" Mrs. Weasley said.
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"A few hundred million." Hearing this all the Weasley's proceeded to pa.s.s out.

Seeing this, Nova couldn't help but c.o.c.k his head sideways, "I will never understand mortals. Was it something I said?"

The first ones to come out of it was Mr. Weasley and Harry. Mr. Weasley then in turned helped his wife to sit down.

"Nova I think the mountain, I mean, the small pile of galleons would be just fine. Could you help the boys go outside, I think they needs some fresh air." Mr. Weasley said.

"Will do." Nova then dragged the frozen Twins, Ron, and Percy by their collars out the door, while Harry, who helped Ginny sit down, followed stifly behind.

Once outside, the boys all just kind of stood there in the field just kind of sat down and stared off into the distance.

"Harry what is wrong with them?" Nova asked after a few hours went by.

"It's nothing Nova. They are just grateful for the generosity." Harry said quietly.

Nova just scratched his head and turned into his dragon form and laid down for a nap, thinking that the boys would come around later.

After a few days everything went back to normal, though everyone was a little jumpy around Nova and Ron and his brothers could be found staring at Nova's ring when they weren't playing Quidditch with apples. Though it was strange, Nova chose not to say anything and decided to ask Hermione when he saw her.

Mrs. Weasley woke them all early the following Wednesday. After a quick half a dozen bacon sandwiches each, they pulled on their coats and Mrs. Weasley took a flowerpot off the kitchen mantelpiece and peered inside.

"We're running low, Arthur," she sighed. "We'll have to buy some more today... Ah well, guests first! After you, Harry dear!"

And she offered him the flowerpot.

Harry stared at them all watching him.

"W-what am I supposed to do?" he stammered.

"He's never traveled by Floo powder," said Ron suddenly. "Sorry, Harry, I forgot."

"Never?" said Mr. Weasley. "But how did you get to Diagon Alley to buy your school things last year?"

"I went on the Underground -"

"Really?" said Mr. Weasley eagerly. "Were there escapators? How exactly -"

"Not now, Arthur," said Mrs. Weasley. "Floo powder is a lot quicker, dear, but goodness me, if you've never used it before -"

"If it's not that big of an issue. I can get us there." Nova said.

"How?" Mrs. Weasley said cautiously, giving a brief glance at Nova's ring.

"I will just tear a hole in s.p.a.ce and we can walk through."

"Is it safe?"

"Oh yes, it works under the same principle as you mortals fireplace travel, but without this Floo Powder stuff or fireplaces." Nova said.

Mrs. Weasley just sighed, she seemed like she was giving up on reality when Nova spoke.

Taking that as a yes, Nova walked outside and sent out his consciousness to a calm spot in Diagon Alley.

"Why are we outside?" Ron asked. "And why is it taking so long?"

"Well if you must know, I am projecting my will to Diagon Alley and finding a safe place to open the portal. If I don't and some mortal gets in the way then the resulting spatial rift will tear them apart atom by atom and be lost in the Void."

"Oh." Ron squeaked.

"Ok here we go." Nova said. He then changed his hands with a partial transformation and thrust them into the s.p.a.ce in front of him and made a hole large enough for the group to pa.s.s through. "Now everyone through quickly or the surrounding s.p.a.ce will collapse and you could find yourself in another part of the world or another realm. . ."

Hearing this the whole Weasley Family and Harry rushed through not letting Nova finish his sentence. Seeing this Nova just shrugged his shoulders and walked though waving his hand behind him to reclose the s.p.a.ce rift. When Nova came through, he saw that a few people were staring and the Weasley group gaping at the Gringotts.

"Well now that we are here we best get shopping." Nova said cheerfully.