Author: Cabba PM
Sally now has to train her boys. With them on opposite ends of the scales and the horror of what had happened to them, the fate of the world literally depends on her. The Fates have taken an interest in them and this can mean no good... (Sequel to Pumki!) AU. Main characters - Sally, Percy and Harry.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Harry P. & Percy J. - Chapters: 10 - Words: 29,338 - Reviews: 88 - Favs: 96 - Follows: 72 - Updated: 10-10-12 - Published: 09-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8557645
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Guest – Yes, Pecy was expelled for something not entirely his fault. You'll learn why.
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The last chapter. A bit too long…
Disclaimer: I don't own the works of HP by JKR and PJO by RR.
Words – 4460
Sally thought about how to break the news to them. She stared at Harry, still holding his book in his hand and Percy, who seemed to be on the edge of a mental breakdown. She got up and pulled back the curtain to look at the Dursleys' house. She saw a lady and her husband pushing three small baby trolleys. They were the Wilmansons. The woman had triplets who were only a month old. Sally had seen the children once. They were nothing short of angels. She brought herself out of her memories and looked at the house.
"You see that?" She asked the two boys came next to her to watch through the window of the kitchen.
"We see that house every day, Mom. Harry goes into that house every day." Percy said slowly.
"Focus. I want you to focus on the house. Can you see something flickering? There's something surrounding the house. Can you see it? Shimmering against what's left of the sunlight?"
Harry frowned, focusing his eyes at the air around the house until he saw it; a shine that passed over an invisible curved surface.
"Yes! I can see it!" He exclaimed. Percy frowned, "I don't see anything like that."
Sally put her arm around Percy and brought him closer to her, "It's like a protection. There is a power field over the house, covering it. It's a shield. Can you see it? It's right there…"
"That bubble like thing over the entire house?"
"Yes!" Sally said.
"Oh, yeah, that's kinda weird, now that you mentioned it." Percy said and then looked at Harry who was thinking as usual.
"What is it, actually?" Harry asked.
Sally took a deep breath and said, "It's a shield for you. It's protecting you and the Dursleys against something. I'm guessing that something big happened in your world. Do you know what? Can you think?"
Harry looked down, his eyebrows scrunched together and then it came to him, "My parents died?"
"That's what I thought too. That's why you were left here and whoever gave you to them made sure to give this defensive action too. It's very strong. That's why you're alive till now. The shield gives you shelter as long as you always return to your home. That's where a person finds the most protection."
Sally let the words sink into their brains. Harry swallowed and asked, "Percy has to go to his home too?"
"Yes, his home is not here." Sally looking at Percy who figured it out.
"We're…leaving? But Harry? We can't leave him here!" Percy asked shocked.
Sally lowered her head, forcing back her emotions. She couldn't face them.
"Mum, you're leaving aren't you? You and Percy are going back. You're leaving me here!" Harry voice was louder now.
Sally looked up, her expression pleading. She placed her hands on the tops of Harry's shoulder and said, "You're safe as long as you stay here. Percy's been safe because we've stuck together for so long. But you have to know that there are powers in this world so strong that they control everything that happens. I can't tell you about them because the more you know, the stronger your awareness is and they'll come for you. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss. But when you're older, you'll understand. You'll realize why we're doing this. You have to believe me, please!"
Harry stared at her. She had been his anchor for years. She was the reason he was even alive. And now she was leaving. Taking her son and leaving him because of a stupid shield and power and danger.
Harry dropped the book and ran to the kitchen door.
He ignored her, opened the door, climbed over the gate and started running.
"After him!" Sally shouted and Percy followed Harry.
Harry glared at everything which flashed past him. He jumped across the river and started running very fast, when he heard a small crack and realized Percy was behind him.
I'm faster, he thought and put a burst of speed. There was dust in his trail and Percy gaped.
Two can play at that game, brother.
Percy didn't jump across the river. In fact he was running on top of it. The water supported his weight easily and gave him energy go even faster. Harry was only a few feet in front of him.
Suddenly the older boy leaped. Harry grabbed a tree branch and swung himself upwards, darting through trees so fast, he was but a blur. Percy stared. Either his ADHD was acting up or Harry seemed to go through some of the trees. Literally through the tree trunks as if he was a part of it.
Percy acted on his instinct and dived into the water. It wasn't too deep. But it was perfectly proportioned for people to swim. And that's what Percy did – the Butterfly stroke. He zoomed past the rocks, in a speed close to a cheetah. Percy looked upwards through the water and saw faint green flashes almost flying through the trees.
Percy realized that the river was going to curve in another direction while Harry would move on straight. He had to act fast. At the moment, he was going at a speed of 9 knots. He was catching up to him.
With a sudden burst of energy, Percy launched himself upwards using a wave from the river. He grabbed Harry around the middle and the both of them flew out of the trees to about five meters high before crashing down into a rough clearing.
"Let go!" Harry shouted. Percy struggled to keep a grip on him. Harry swung his leg and Percy caught it with his left hand. They rolled as Percy tried to come on top to pin him down, but Harry was stringer. He hit Percy on the shoulder with his elbow, but the younger boy grabbed Harry around the neck and swung him.
This went on for some time and they didn't stop, even though the both of them realized that, having being trained by the same person, they were equally matched.
Suddenly, something pulled them back and they landed on their backs. The boys leapt to their feet to face a not-so-happy Sally.
"Stop it. Please. I just want to talk." She said slowly. Harry looked at her briefly and then looked down at the ground. She wasn't angry. But her expression made him feel guilty of running away.
"Let's just talk a calm deep breath and sit down. Inhale."
The three of them took a long breath of the fresh air.
They let it out in a 'whush' and felt the adrenaline draining out.
They slowly sat down and Sally hoped that they'd listen to her properly instead of running away again. She looked into the darkening skies and sighed.
"There are no forests in New York, did you know that?" She started. Percy's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it and Harry let out a snort.
"Harry?" She called and he looked at her in surprise. She had never called him that.
"Percy was expelled because he has to leave. It was a sign to me. And then the package came."
Harry interrupted, "That letter was a threat to leave or a request?"
"A decision." She whispered.
"Between us? Because if you stayed here, then Percy'll be vulnerable but of you go back, then we'll be separated." Harry concluded and Sally nodded miserably.
"It was so hard to think but I had to. I don't care what happens but the both of you should be safe. That's my top priority. It would kill me to leave but there are worse things than death."
"Mum, what will happen to me? I won't have anyone. I can't survive on my own –"
"Yes, you can. You're strong. You are mature. You can live on your own for some time till I come back to get you!" Sally said fiercely.
"You'll come back?"
"Either that or you'll find us. The question is about time."
"When?" Percy asked.
Sally sighed, "I don't know, Pepe. It could take a few years at the very most."
"No. I mean, when are we leaving?"
Harry looked up as Sally answered, "In two months. We'll be on a ship."
Percy didn't ask why they weren't going on a plane. Ever since his mom's parents had died on a flight, she had never been on one. Besides the ocean was much cooler than the sky.
"Two months? Halloween." Harry said and Sally blinked hard. Halloween was a dreaded day. For some reason, that day brought about bad things every year. That was also the day when the air around Harry's body would turn into the weather of Antarctica and he had to be bundled up in sweaters, jackets, scarves and mufflers to keep from freezing.
Sally had never taken him to the doctor. When Harry froze, his bracelet would heat up and the refrigerator would be warm compared to the boy.
"I'm so sorry –"
"It's not your fault. It's alright. I'm not weak. I can survive." Harry said impassively.
Sally was quiet before she looked up again to see stars. She could see a hint of the moon before she had an idea.
"Where are we going?"
"To the edge of the forest." Sally said her eyes glinting. Harry and Percy stared at each other on surprise, but she had already started running. Sure they were quite fast, But Sally could beat them any day.
Percy let out a laugh as the air felt cool around them. The speed was refreshing and as they caught upto her, the grass was becoming shorter and thinner. The trees became less in number. The river then turned to the right and the three of them jumped and continued running.
Sally grinned. She loved running. So did her sons.
The ground was slowly leading upwards.
Sally suddenly felt cautious and slowed down. Harry and Percy slowed down too.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
Sally held up her hand to indicate them to be quiet and stay there. She walked a few yards and came to halt.
Yeah. They reached the edge, alright. The edge of the forest. The edge of a cliff.
Though it was a full moon, Sally couldn't see the bottom of the cliff.
"Whoa!" Percy said and she turned back to see Percy and Harry stare up at the moon.
Sally backed up and gestured them to sit on the thin grass. The three of them looked up at the large blue moon.
It was like there was blue dust sprinkled over the moon that gave light blue light everywhere.
"I've never seen one before." Harry said in an awed voice.
"It's called a Blue Moon." Sally said, putting her arms around them. Percy nodded like he was in a trance, "Because it's the Moon and it's blue, right?"
"Is this where the expression comes from?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Sally felt giddy staring at the moon. She felt like she could do anything under the moon.
"The moon's not making any expression." Percy murmured. He then blinked hard trying to rub away the burning sensation. Harry looked down and said, "Don't look at it for too long. It's not good for the eyes. The moon's not making any expression. What I was talking about is the saying - a blue moon - means a rare occasion."
They looked at Sally who was still staring at the moon. It didn't look as if she had blinked at all.
"Mum?" Harry called.
Sally either didn't hear or didn't respond. Through her shirt sleeve, her bracelet glowed dimly. She stared at the moon as if it was calling out to her to.
"Mom!" Percy shouted when she suddenly shuddered. Sally shook her head and pressed her palms to her temples.
"I'm fine. I thought… no, it's nothing. Yes, Pumpkin's right, you shouldn't look at it for too long."
Harry frowned at his mother's strange behavior.
"Can we come here every night?" Percy asked.
Sally shook her head, "How about once a week? We can just sit here and watch the stars and the waxing and waning phases of the moon. But…"
Sally had a silly idea, "We can even scream."
Percy looked confused, "Why would we want to scream?"
"From everything we've been through. Everything that's happening and everything that's going to happen. Haven't you felt that frustration when someone degrades you? It makes you want to pull your hair out or hit something. Since are not exactly acceptable –"
"Neither is screaming." Harry pointed out.
"There's no rule against screaming. Don't you just want to vent out all the anger that has been building up inside you? They expelled you, Pepe, for what was clearly an unfortunate series of events."
"You said that there was some big power at work." Percy said.
"Then don't you feel angry at the big power. Just because they have so much strength doesn't mean that they can cause such things to happen even if it's for the benefit of the world." Sally grumbled.
"You're telling us to hate this main power?" Harry asked slowly.
"It's up to you if you want to hate them or like them. I'm implying that we should scream our frustration out to purge ourselves."
"Alright." Percy said brightly and took in a deep breath.
"Wait! All together. Let's stand up first. There we go! Now… one, two, three."
The three of them inhaled deeply before letting out all their anguish, anxiety, anger, frustration (and other synonyms) out in three loud high pitched screams which lasted for nearly ten seconds.
It felt beautiful. The trees rustled, the river shook, the wind picked up its speed and the clouds moved faster, all seeming to have been affected by the noise. They felt the adrenaline of the release of pent up aggravation and felt that nothing could be more invigorating than that.
Their voices died out before they placed their hands on their knees, breathing hard. Their throats were sore and they looked at each other before turning around and walking back to the house.
September and October went by rather quickly as all the forms for the departure, booking, settlement, etc. were arranged. Gabe acted like it was his decision all along and took charge of yelling at the movers on what they were doing wrong.
Every time Sally wanted to desperately turn back, the dreams were re-enforced with full force. Nightmares about her sons screaming for her when she couldn't help them. Burning remains of the world in front of her. Air plane crashes and gun shots happening left and right.
She had a good idea of who was doing this. Or rather, who were doing this. No one else but the Fates themselves could be so cruel.
There was even a time when she had brought out her courage to turn back the entire procedure and on the same day, she got an official letter of being deported from England without further notice due to the extra-curricular activities her dear husband had been carrying out. No arrest, no trial/court. Just straight up deportation back to New York.
Was that even legal?
Inputting the Fates into the equation, yeah, it was.
Every Saturday night the three of them would run to the cliff edge and scream their throats out. They were actually getting better at it!
Sally shut the back door of the kitchen. She made sure that every window and door of the house was locked before locking the front door. Harry and Percy were sitting on the grass in their front yard, next to their pumpkin plant. It brought back memories of the day when Sally had been planting the tiny sapling, thinking about how impossible it was to believe that they were in Great Britain. Now, all she could think was that it seemed unbelievable she was leaving. Without Harry.
Speaking of which the boy was bundled up like an Eskimo. The only part of the skin that could be seen were his eyes. He peeped out through his scarf and stared at her. Anyone else would have thought the look to be threatening, but Sally could see that he was scared. He'd never admit it.
"Pumpkin. Take this. Use it wisely. Keep it with you at all times." She handed Harry a small box about the size of her palm. He somehow tucked it into one of his sweaters. Percy hugged him.
Sally then stood straight and walked to House no. 4. Ringing the doorbell made her want to wring something else…
Petunia opened the door and put on a fake sad expression, "It's been nice knowing you, Sally."
Sally took a deep breath and made up her mind, "You're lying. You didn't like me from the day we met. The only person you hate more than me is your nephew. He's the crux of our conversation."
Petunia stared, "Excuse me?"
"I won't excuse you. No one sane would. Some aunt you are. Locking Harry in his cupboard as if you have the right. No child should be treated like that."
Petunia lost her 'sad' expression. She glared Sally and said, "What I do is none of your business!"
"Actually, it is. As an observant neighbor, don't you think I should report the abuse Harry has been facing from his own pathetic excuse of a family? I'm sure the right authorities would be very interested in your the house-hold proceedings where he is concerned." Sally smiled coldly.
"Are you threatening me?" Petunia asked standing at her full height.
Sally straightened up. She was taller by at least a few inches. "I'm glad you can understand our conversation using what's there in your head. There are a few things I would like you to change before I leave."
"Like you have any –"
"I ain't done talking yet. So shut up and listen." Sally spat, putting extreme force on her accent. Petunia recoiled.
"You will let Harry have a proper bedroom. You will treat him with the respect he deserves. You will on no condition starve him."
"You cannot dictate –"
"Do I have to ram what I'm saying in your head, physically? I'd personally have no problem with that, but if you do what I say, the 'strangeness' you fear from him will decrease."
Petunia stopped glaring. She started sweating and her face turned pale. Nowhere near Sally's complexion, though.
"W-what are you talking about?" Petunia managed to say through her teeth. Sally smiled.
"Now that I got your attention; yes, Harry's different; no, whatever you do cannot change him; yes, the peculiarity will be toned down if you treat him better."
Petunia sneered, "He's a freak! A –"
"You call him that once more and I will punch you, you caterpillar." The taller woman snarled.
Petunia staggered back at the intensity of the words. For a moment she thought that Sally was actually going to harm her, but the American smiled much too sweetly and said, "By putting him in tough situation, his energy bursts out uncontrollably. If he was in a calmer environment, he can manage himself and I think you know that more than me, seeing as your sister was like him too."
Petunia's heartbeat was quite high at these words. "How can you…you can't know…you…"
Suddenly a realization dawned upon her, "You're one of them! That's why you took him in! Why you –"
"I'm just like you, unfortunately. Yes, I know a little about his parents. But you're reaction was a bit over the top. I know you're dramatic but…"
Sally's eyes brightened, "Ah. You were jealous, weren't you? Lily seemed a much more free spirit than you, Petunia. Was she younger than you? Yes, I can see it in your eyes. You loved her. But when you found out that she had these…powers and you didn't, that hurt. Yes, the wounds are still raw."
Sally stared at Petunia who looked petrified at being read like an open book.
"I can see it. You're practically screaming it out. You're taking out your anger on her son. How can you? Why do you want to throw away those years and experience you cherished with her? I don't think she was the type of person to abandon someone… "
They were quiet for some time before Petunia got back her temper, "She was strange. Always had been. And when she meet Potter at that damned school! Of course their child would be like them. She was perfect! She had the perfect life, the perfect family and then one day everything came crashing down because of who they were."
"You love her. You still do." Sally whispered and Petunia glared daggers at her, "She means nothing to me! She got blown up and dumped her spawn with me!"
"You miss her. It's okay to admit it. I had a little sister too. I miss her very much. Every day."
"I do not miss her! I never cared about her!"
Sally stared at Petunia before realizing that the topic was being diverted. They were talking about Harry.
"Leave him to his own devices. Give him slightly decent room and he'll leave you alone."
Sally turned around from a shocked Petunia before stopping in her tracks exactly where the shield was. She felt the force of it around her skin. Turning back to the frozen Petunia Dursley, Sally said, "If you admit it to yourself, you'll feel so much better. Remember, she's watching you every day, whether you like it or not. Good bye, Petunia."
Sally walked to Harry and Percy who were still sitting in the grass. Harry let out a breath which came as fog before disappearing, "What did you say?"
"Something I hope she'll understand one day."
Sally smiled at Harry and kissed his head. "You're strong. You'll never give up. No matter how many times you fall, you always pick yourself up and start running again. You have people who love you and you'll find so many more. You're a hero, Harry Potter. You will make everyone who loves you proud and one day you'll think back to this moment and remember how different your life had been. There will be decisions to make and choices to choose. But there is only one that's right. Trust your instincts. Know that every thought changes who we are. Every word we say, person we meet and lives we change can change the fate of the world one step at a time."
Harry blinked rapidly and nodded. Sally hugged him and whispered, "You'll love your school. There are three babies from House no. 7. Practice your guitar. Write songs. Scream once a week."
She herself had no idea about the school, Petunia had ranted about, but it was probably a place for Harry like the demigod camp for half-bloods was a place for Percy. Befriending small children by looking at them once a day seemed like a healthy dose to stay sane for the next few years. He'll need some music in his life. And the anger release was a must.
"I love you so much, Pumpkin." She whispered and kissed his frozen cheeks. Percy stood up and hugged him too and held out his hand saying, "Brothers forever."
Harry gripped Percy hand and finished, "Forever and more."
"I'll miss you, bro."
"I'll miss you too."
Percy stared at him and then smiled. He turned and ran to the car. Opening the back seat he climbed in and closed the door.
Sally held both of Harry's hands and said, "The forest protects you. We'll meet again."
Harry nodded, "It's just a matter of time."
He watched as her warm palms left his hands. She walked down the pavement and climbed into the shot-gun spot of the car.
Sally and Percy waved at him furiously as Gabe snarled something to Sally who paid no attention to him. The car reversed on to the road and went down the street, turning out of sight.
It took Harry five seconds to completely realize that they were really and truly gone. His body felt colder than before and his breathe felt hot. He looked down at the pumpkin by his feet as he recalled what she had said.
A school. He'll love his school.
But he didn't. The students were plain nasty to him and the teachers tried to ignore him at times. His aunt, uncle and cousin hated the mere sight of him. All the children around the place were vicious and he thanked his stars that he could outrun them any day. He slowly got up and walked towards the Dursleys' house. He stared at House no. 3 for a moment.
For a second he thought that there was someone inside, watching him through the blinders. He stared at the window and saw nobody. His eyes couldn't have deceived him. It must have been a trick of the light…
The door suddenly opened to reveal his aunt. He expected her to shout, but she said stiffly, "Get in. Diddy's second bedroom is yours. Take you things up there and no arguments." She went into the kitchen leaving Harry slightly shocked.
Numbly, he went to his cupboard and took out everything he owned. It took only one trip for him to get everything upstairs to the room. A bunch of old books and broken toys littered the place, but the bed seemed much more inviting than the cupboard and Harry quietly kept his stuff around the room.
He sat by the window and looked out. The maple tree was growing right by the window. Opening it he climbed down the tree and shuddered. He climbed over the gate, which was now in the wall of House No. 4. He ran until he reached the cliff and nearly screamed his guts out.
Harry sat back exhausted and took out the box. He opened it and felt his ache in the chest deepen.
There were photos. Lots of them. All about the seven years they had spent together. There were a few photo frames along with them. There was a black, Louis&Sons Resort cap stuffed in. Below that was a thick wad of cash. Harry stared at the money.
Use it well.
He didn't want to think how Mum had gotten the money. He didn't want to think when she had gotten the time to get all this done. He didn't want to think about her or Percy.
He didn't want to feel that ache in his chest. It increased with every passing second.
But he reminded himself. He wasn't alone.
He was loved.
I felt like a villain while typing this out…
The end! Of this story, of course. We move onto Harry's life from SS to PoS, before going onto Percy's life.
Fun fact – When I typed out the sentence '…extra-curricular activities her dear husband had…' The word 'dear' was underlined by spell-check. Guess what the word was suggested by my laptop to replace 'dear'?
I love my laptop!
Stay tuned for the sequel to this sequel! It's gonna come next week, after Monday.