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Harry Potter and all of its characters belong to J.K Rowling.
I own nothing but the original characters I make.
"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 126: Invitation
Harry stumbled upon a familiar blonde on his way for dinner.
"Hello, Harry Potter." Luna looked at him with her usual distracted demeanor.
"Hey, Luna. Are you going to the Hall?"
She nodded.
"Then, do you want to accompany me?, you can sit at the Gryffindor table." Harry offered.
"Is that really okay? I don't want to cause you trouble, Harry Potter."
"Is no trouble, and call me Harry. All my friends call me that. "
"Is this a date?, because Daddy told me to at least wait until next year for those." Luna gave him an intense glare.
"No…and he should have told you to wait much longer than that…." Harry sighed.
'What are you thinking, Xenos?'
"That's okay then." Luna got closer to him and waited.
He realized she was waiting for him to walk.
" Let's go then."
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When the duo entered the Great Hall, the place was almost full.
A lot of the students at the Gryffindor table stared at them when he brought Luna and had her sit between him and Lyra.
"Harry, that girl is from Ravenclaw…" Hermione whispered to him.
"And you think I didn't notice that?...." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Luna!" Ginny called.
"Harry, she can't be here. You are going to get her in trouble." Lyra told him.
"Did none of you read the rules book?" Harry asked with incredulity.
"I did!" Hermione looked offended at the mere insinuation.
"Then, what are the rules about sitting in the great hall?"
"Let's see…" Hermine put all her focus on recalling the exact words.
"All students must sit at their respective house tables during the opening and closing events, as well as special celebrations like Halloween…"
"See?...on normal meals, you can sit at any table you want," Harry told them.
"Is true, she can totally sit here." Fred Weasley spoke from the other side.
"Yes, but don't go to the Slytherin table…for…reasons," George added.
"Wait, so it's allowed then?" Asked Lyra.
"Of course!, I usually go to the Hufflepuff table. I have some good friends there." Angelina Jonson commented.
"You also go for the cute boys, don't tell me otherwise…" Alicia Spinnet bumped her elbow.
"Whoa there!, you have plenty of cute boys here in the Gryffindor table!" Fred complained.
"Yes, like my brother over here." George pointed to Fred.
"Look at that handsome face, you won't find another one like that in the school. "
"Please, ignore my brothers…." Ginny looked embarrassed.
"What is she doing here?!" Ron had just realized what was going on when he finished his first plate of food.
"Ignore them all…" Ginny pleaded.
"Well, this is fun! we can visit the other tables!. Maybe next time we can go to the Ravenclaw table with you, Luna." Lyra exclaimed.
"I don't mind. I always welcome the company." Luna answered.
"Okay, so no more complaints?, can I eat in peace?" just as Harry asked this…something fell from the sky and landed on his pumpkin juice splashing most of it on his face.
"Apparently not…" Harry grumbled.
"What was that?!" Hermione shouted.
"Something landed on your plate." Luna pointed.
"Thanks, Luna…" Harry said.
"It landed on several plates." Lyra took off a handkerchief and gave it to her brother.
"Whoa, that thing is huge, what did you get?!" Ron watched with interest.
After unceremoniously dropping its parcel, the owl landed on top of it and started at Harry.
"What?... don't tell me you want a reward for your fantastic job?...." Harry stared at the owl with angry eyes.
"Don't be cruel, maybe is an old owl…" Hermione grabbed a few pieces of meat from a nearby plate and handed them to the owl, who quickly took them in its mouth and flew away.
"I hope you choke…" Harry gave it some last words before it parted and moved his attention to the parcel in question.
As Ron pointed out, it was very big. Almost eighty inches (2M) wide and covered with an expensive-looking velvet blanket.
"Are you going to open it here?" Hermione asked.
"No," Harry said dryly. He had just wanted to eat in peace, and now he had to deal with this.
"Come on, you have to open it! I want to know what's inside!" Ron shouted.
"That fabric looks like a good quality silk," Parvati said as she ran her fingers over its surface.
"This has to be something expensive," Lavender commented.
"Could it be from mom and dad?" Lyra asked.
"That would make no sense. We are going home for Christmas in two weeks. If they wanted to give me a present, it could wait." said Harry.
"There is only one way to know. " Ginny said. She was obviously very curious too.
"Fine…" Harry went to rip the fabric to shreds when he was stopped by Parvati.
"Don't break it, you brute. Let me open it." She took his hands away and carefully removed the cloth, revealing a box made of some highly polished dark wood.
"What a beautiful box." Lyra pointed out.
"There is a mark on the top," Hermione said.
"Wait, that symbol!. I know that one!." Ron shouted.
A beautifully decorated N was on top of the box, next to it was a white note.
"That's a Nimbus," Fred observed.
"Not just any Nimbus, look at the number," George added.
The number 2001 can be seen next to the letter N.
" A 2001?!, it just came out today!," Angelina exclaimed.
"Someone must really like you, Harry." Alicia whistle.
"The sender placed a note." Lavender pointed at the piece of paper.
Harry took the note aside and opened the box.
A brand new Nimbus 2001 was resting inside. Its wood was glistening and its runes were so shiny that it almost looked alive.
Lots of "Ohh" and "Ahhh" could be heard on the table.
"Harry, that's an incredibly expensive gift…who sent you that?" There was a hint of concern in Lyras's voice.
Even at her age, she was taught that people who send you expensive things, is usually because they expect something big in return.
"What does the note say?." Asked Ginny.
"This is an invitation to a birthday party at the end of the year." Harry glanced at the name and it all made sense now.
"From who?" Asked Hermione.
"Pansy Parkinson," Harry said.
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Chapter 127: I'll go
"Parkinson?" Hermione asked.
"That pompous girl from Slytherin?" Lavender said.
Harry stared at the invitation card. There was no address written on it, instead, it had instructions about the day and hour that the invitation had to be used.
'This is a portkey.' Harry concluded.
A portkey to an unknown location, owned by the man who tried to have his mother kidnapped and his father killed.
"Harry, you are not planning on going, right?" His sister asked.
"I don't like that girl…"
"Of course, he is not going to go. That's a bloody snake!" Ron proclaimed loud enough for most of the hall to hear.
"Ron, you are being extremely rude!" Neville called him out.
"And this is for Harry to decide. It's not our business."
"Yes, Ron. And besides, not all Slytherins are bad people." Ginny told her brother with a face of disapproval. She had at least got to know Daphne a bit she didn't look that bad.
"If you are not going to attend, I don't think you should keep that gift." Parvati pointed at the box.
"I don't think you should accept a gift this expensive, regardless if you are going or not," Hermione suggested.
"No way he is giving that back, are you crazy?" Ron could not believe what he was hearing.
"I wasn't aware that you knew Parkinson," Lavender told Harry.
"I don't think I ever saw the two of you exchange more than two words."
"Now that you mention it…me neither. But then, why would she send him all of this?" Hermione wondered.
"Oh?, Mister Potter, have you been doing something in secret with a certain Slytherin girl?" Parvati said with a teasing tone.
"Lyra, lend me your wand, please." Harry completely ignored everyone's comments.
"Huh?...ohh okay." Lyra was confused for a moment but then she remembered that Harry had lost his wand the other day. He also asked to use hers before apparating them into the castle.
She took her wand from inside her robes and handed it over to her brother.
Just a year and a half ago, she could never have imagined doing something like this. But things have changed a lot since then, and she now had complete trust in Harry.
Harry took Lyras's wand and molded his magic in order to create a mild connection with it.
"Reducio." He said as the wand tapped on the wooden box.
The box shrank in size until it was no bigger than the case for his glasses.
Harry stored the box, along with the invitation inside his robes.
He then pointed the wand at himself.
"Tergeo"
The juice remnants disappeared from his face and clothes, restoring them to a pristine condition.
Finally, he returned the wand to Lyra while everyone at the table watched him with a dumbfounded expression.
"Whatever I do in respect to this invitation and the gift is for me to decide, and is no one else business. Did I make myself clear?"
The seriousness in his voice and his expression got everyone nervous and they all nodded at his question without thinking about it, feeling like they had just been scolded by one of their parents.
Harry's countenance relaxed and returned to normal.
"Now, let's see…Pipsy?...Pepsy?....what was the name of that elf?"
Harry's spilled cup was instantly replaced by a new one and a fresh plate with food appeared in front of him.
"Ah… wonderful. How efficient." Harry smiled.
"Now I can finally eat."
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On the next day, Harry was approached by three Slytherin girls after classes were over.
"Good evening, Mister Potter."
"Do you always act so formal, Parkinson?, it must be tedious." Harry glimpsed at the black-haired girl. Next to her were Daphne and Tracey.
"It is a small price to pay for being the heir of a powerful family. I'm sure you understand that." Pansy said with her usual haughty look.
"Not really, my family doesn't follow the old traditions."
"That's a shame, my father always says that without those traditions, we would be no different than the savage muggles," Pansy commented casually.
"Well, there is also our magic…but never mind that. What can I do for you three ladies today?"
"To the point…very well. " Pansy nodded.
"I wanted to make clear that there are no strings attached to the gift you received. Whether you decide to attend my party or not, the broom is yours to keep. Of course, I would be delighted if you attended, and my father has expressed interest in meeting the person who saved my life too."
"Lord Parkinson wants to meet me," Harry stated.
"He does. So it would be great if could attend, but is up to you." Pansy added.
"I'll be there." Harry's answer seemed to take the three girls by surprise, who didn't expect him to agree so quickly.
Of course, none of them knew that he had an ulterior motive for this.
"But I must say this…did you have to deliver it in such a public way?"
Pansy grinned.
"I don't have to hide from anyone. Those who have a problem with my actions can take the complaints to my father." She glared around at the onlookers, and these were quick to look away.
"In any case. I'm glad to hear that you will come to my party. I will be seeing you there then. Goodbye, Mister Potter."
"Goodbye, Parkinson. And you too, Greengrass and Davis." Said Harry.
The two other girls returned the courtesy.
"Potter…" Tracey nodded.
"Ha- Potter!" Daphne almost slipped.
While the three of them left, Harry remained in the same place.
There was a blonde boy who had been closely listening to their entire conversation without taking his eyes off him.
The boy waited for the three Slytherin girls to be far enough and came out from around the corner with an angry expression.
"Potter!"
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