Capítulo 52: Chapter - 52 : Morning Conversations
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"I can't believe I'm actually saying this," Sirius continued, "but it might be a good idea to go along with Arcturus' orders to get into Slytherin. Your standing in the family is still on shaky ground what with you being known as illegitimate and everything. Becoming a Slytherin would make the family more likely to accept you as a proper Black."
Harry considered that and then shrugged. "You've got a point... but I can't do much until I actually try on the Sorting Hat and find out where it wants to put me. I'll just have to wait and see - at this stage any of the Houses are a possibility. Well, except for Ravenclaw - I don't think I'll ever be the studious type."
Harry tried to read the Daily Prophet every morning over the summer, keeping an eye out for any articles mentioning a break in at Gringotts - although considering all the other differences between Harry's old world and the one he now found himself in, he didn't really expect Voldemort to steal the Philosopher's Stone. It relied on too many chance occurrences like Dumbledore bringing the Stone to Hogwarts, Quirrell getting it into his head to visit Albania, or Voldemort possessing him and deciding to use the Elixir of Life rather than some other method of regaining a body. Events were unlikely to progress exactly the same way a second time.
Harry had no real way of knowing what Voldemort was up to or of predicting what he'd do next. In the end he gave up even trying, realising he'd drive himself crazy with endless speculations if he dwelled too much on the Dark Lord's possible plans. Instead he decided to simply enjoy the last few months of summer before he started Hogwarts.
As part of his resolution to have fun while he could, at the beginning of June Harry attended Draco's birthday party – a pretentious event held in Malfoy Manor and attended by every wealthy Pureblood family who had children even vaguely similar in age. Draco's huge pile of presents reminded Harry strongly of Dudley, though his new cousin could at least count them properly. For the guests there were magical games and broomstick competitions, all with ridiculously expensive prizes. Harry won a snake statue made of solid silver for his flying and waited for a jealous outburst from Draco who had come second place, but apart from some scowling the blond let it go surprisingly easily. Maybe a whole day dedicated to him was enough for even Draco's ego.
In comparison, Harry's birthday (both his real and his made-up one) went by rather unremarked by his extended family. The Quidditch World Cup was being held in wizarding Constantinople over the summer and Sirius had bought tickets to the semi-final (Abyssinia versus Wales – Wales lost). The match started on the 22nd of July and lasted over a week, so Harry celebrated his birthday in the stands of the Quidditch Stadium, surrounded by screaming Quidditch fanatics. It was actually one of the best birthdays Harry remembered having; sitting next to Sirius with an ice-cream cone in one hand and a butterbeer in the other, basking in the hot summer sun and cheering loudly every time Wales scored a goal. Harry was tanned and smiling by the time he and Sirius portkeyed back to London after the exhausted Abyssinian Seeker finally managed to catch the Snitch, ending the match at 8150 points to 7990.
Harry ended up regretting the match hadn't lasted even longer when he showed up at Black Manor for his lessons. Draco had apparently listened to the commentary broadcast of the game over the Wizarding Wireless Network, and alternated between giving Harry the cold shoulder out of jealousy and interrogating him over each individual move the players had made. The other students were just as annoying with their childish squabbling and Cassiopeia was less than pleased with Harry for missing so many lessons, particularly since he was already behind the rest of the class in some subjects. In revenge she relentlessly drilled him in Latin verb conjugations and made him memorise several chapters of 'Nature's Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy' – a book that Harry quickly decided had to be one of the most boring ever written, and that was counting 'Hogwarts: A History'.
Spending so much time with children was exhausting and Harry considered asking Sirius to get him out of the lessons, but in the end decided it would be good practice. Once he was at Hogwarts he'd be constantly pretending to be eleven years old and wouldn't even have Sirius to complain to. He just hoped Cassiopeia wouldn't spend the whole month of July on Latin grammar.
Fortunately for Harry's sanity, once the Hogwarts letters were sent out and the students (except for Astoria) all had wands, Cassiopeia began lecturing them in proper wandcare and teaching them a few simple household spells. Draco predictably sneered, declaring such things to be servants' work and therefore beneath him, but Harry thought the spells to iron clothing and polish shoes were quite useful and wished he'd learnt them before – it might have spared him several detentions from Snape for being 'scruffily dressed'.
As Harry stood on the platform 9 and ¾ on September the 1st, ready to begin his Hogwarts schooling all over again, he realised just how ignorant he had been the first time round. No matter what Ron had told Harry during his first train ride, children from wizard families knew lots of magic; not necessarily any of the spells they would later learn at Hogwarts, but things like the proper way to grow magical plants or how to land on their feet when using a portkey. These were important skills that all wizard parents imparted to their children, but they were considered basic general knowledge and so not worth teaching as part of the Hogwart's curriculum - which meant that even if a muggleborn student like Hermione memorised all their textbooks, they would still be at a disadvantage.
"You've got everything, haven't you?" Sirius checked. "All your schoolbooks and potions ingredients, as well as money for the train?"
"Yes, Sirius," Harry said, having been asked similar questions all morning.
"Hey, I've never done this before you know," Sirius defended himself. "It's scary, sending my son off to Hogwarts all alone. And yes, before you say anything, I know you can take care of yourself, but that's not the point."
"It's strange for me too," Harry admitted. "This is the first time I've had any family seeing me off."
Sirius' face darkened as it always did at any mention of the Dursleys, but then he purposefully put on a cheerful smile. "Well, this time you do. I'm going to miss you, kiddo."
"I'm going to miss you, too," Harry said and, before he could over-think things, stepped forward to give Sirius a hug.
"Enjoy yourself, Orion," Sirius whispered in his ear. "Don't let what happened to you in your old world drag you down, all right?"
"All right," Harry said, his voice muffled by the fabric of Sirius' robes.
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