chapter: 19
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"Non taken." Nicholas said as he leaned back on his chair and observed the sorting hat on his desk. After sleepless nights trying to activate the ancient artifact, he had finally succeeded. It was surprisingly hard work, as the old worn sorting Hat was completely immune to most magics, except for the natural ambient energy that a rune constructs gives off.
"I'm surprised that you didn't get offended when you learned that Harry stole you from Hogwarts." Nicholas observed.
"I'm always up for new experiences." The Sorting hat said. "Since my creation, life became very dull after a thousand years and this is a refreshing change. Where is the little thief? I would like to speak with him."
"He still has classes... he usually drops by from time to time so that he can irritate me." Nicholas said.
"I do?"
"Merlin!" Nicholas jumped as Harry suddenly appeared beside him. "Harry, I'm an old man, please consider my health when doing that."
"You know what they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Harry said and the old man shot him an irritated look.
"Hello Harry Potter."
Harry immediately turned to the sound and found the Sorting Hat alive... well sort of. "You can talk!"
"I manage to activate him yesterday." Nicholas said proudly.
"Cool!" The young boy said as he leaned closer to the hat.
"I finally get to meet the boy who lived." The sorting hat said. "You know the Headmaster had so many plans for you. Harry Potter."
"Oh? Do tell." Nicholas said as he exchanged glances with his young friend.
"What do you know of prophecies Mister Potter?" The sorting hat asked.
Your Father has lent me this cloak
I think it is time that it should be returned to you
Use it wisely
Merry Christmas.
Harry made sure that the curtains on his roommate's four post bed was still closed before he slowly opened the package wrapped in brown paper and secured in paper string.
A silvery cloth fell out and Harry picked the cloth up and examined it. It was semi transparent and smooth in his hands and Harry wondered if it had any magical properties.
Harry slowly draped it over his shoulders, and the young boy's eyes widened in surprise when he realized that his body was no longer visible. He stared back at his reflection from the floor length mirror in the room and pulled the hood over his head and grinned when he completely vanished from sight.
"AWEESOOOME!"
Harry whooped, and the he hastily composed himself when he heard the curtains of his roommates were being drawn. Open.
"Harry mate?" Michael asked as he rubbed his eyes. He was sure his roommate was just yelling a second ago, but he saw that the bed opposite his was empty.
Realizing it might have been a dream, Michael Corner went back to bed.
The door opened and it closed seemingly on its own as Harry headed towards the main hallway, a delighted grin on his face. The world was his to explore, without anyone able to see him. This was total freedom, and combined with his strange ability, he could practically have anything he wanted!
The young thief walked excitedly towards the Great hall, walking between students whose pockets were full of sweets, and he began practicing his skills.
The headmaster of Hogwarts had no idea or clue about the power that he unleashed inside the hallowed halls of Hogwarts.
Severus Snape felt a sudden chill in his spine and looked around wondering where it came from. He noticed that his fellow heads of houses felt the same thing and they all wondered what it was.
"It's an omen." Sybill Trellawney whispered. "It's an omen of chaos and destruction. Be prepared."
Naturally no one paid attention to her, and even Dumbledore continued sipping on his tea after a slight pause. But unbeknownst to them it was the second genuine prophecy that the divination teacher had predicted.
"I missed you so much! Look how much you've grown!" Emma Granger said as she hugged her daughter.
"I missed you too mum!" Hermione said as she hugged her mother back. "Where's Dad?"
"He's at the car keeping it warm, the snow is really falling hard." Emma Granger said. She looked at her daughter who was happily following her and she smiled. "It looks like you're enjoying you stay in Hogwarts."
Hermione nodded as she smiled at her mother. "I do! It was not fun the first few weeks because of a few bullies, but then I met these two first years, Padma and Harry. They've become my friends!"
"You told us a lot about Harry from your letters." Emma Granger said."Is he coming to visit us at Boxing day?"
"He's staying at School." Hermione's happy expression slightly diminished. "But he tells me he's happy there!"
"What about the House you were sorted into dear? Ravenclaw isn't it?" Emma asked.
"It's the best house so far... at first I thought Gryffindor was the best since Headmaster Dumbledore came from there, but students in Ravenclaw take their studies more seriously."
Hermione continued chatting about her experiences as they headed to the street where her dad was watching the car. Emma's sharp eyes immediately spotted her husband eyeing up a woman who was buying magazines at a newsstand and she forced her face to remain happy for her daughter.
Dan looked around and his heart skipped the moment he saw his wife staring at him. He knew she had seen him stare at the woman and he continued to curse under his breath as his daughter and wife got closer into the car. He knew he was due for a talking too and he didn't want that to ruin the festive spirit. Curse that woman in the newsstand with tight jeans and long legs.
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