Wild Magic Chapter 15

"Ready to go then?" Arthur asked as Harry stepped out into the lobby.

Harry nodded. Amelia stood beside him with a pleasant grin on her face. She handed a sealed parchment to Arthur.

"This is for Nymphadora." Amelia said sternly.

"I'll make sure she gets it." Arthur nodded.

"Thank you for you time, Harry." Amelia spoke professionally, but there was a smile in her eyes.

"Pleasure was mine." Harry felt his cheeks heating up.

Amelia Bones was a woman to be careful around. Not only was she incredibly powerful, but she also made him feel like a kid. Well, he was a kid, but she made him feel like a little kid with a crush. She was the hot teacher of his dreams, who also happened to be the sexy police officer who pulled you over for speeding.

Harry shook his head to clear his thoughts. He followed Arthur back to the lobby. It took a bit of doing to get to the line-up of fireplaces.

"Go to the Burrow." Arthur said quietly. "Once we're there, I'll take you the rest of the way."

Harry nodded. He tossed a sprinkle of ash into the fireplace and stepped through. Luckily, there was no one there to see him tumble out the other side. Harry stood up and dusted himself off as Arthur stepped through. The man didn't even skip a step.

He hated magical transportation. He was the youngest seeker in years. He had ridden a hippogriff and outflown a dragon but traveling via floo was beyond him.

"Take my hand." Arthur held it out. "We're going to apparate the rest of the way."

"Ok." Harry said slowly.

He had heard of apparition before. It was teleportation, but with a different name. House Elves had their own version as well.

"Brace yourself." Arthur said.

Harry had just enough time to wonder what he meant before his world spun. His body felt like someone was trying to push his head through his bellybutton and succeeded. When the world returned to normal, Harry took a shuddering breath.

"You get used to it." Arthur patted him on the shoulder.

"I love magic." Harry groaned. "But that was horrible."

They were outside of Number Twelve at the end of the walk. The street behind them was obscured, but by what, Harry couldn't say.

"It's not as bad once you learn how to do it yourself." Arthur helped him stand upright.

"That's good to know." Harry grumbled. "Until then, I'll stick with my broom. Or the Night bus."

"There are many times when neither is an option." Arthur patted him on the shoulder. "I'm off to find Tonks. Madam Bones is not the type of woman you want to disappoint."

Harry chuckled. Next time they met he wasn't going to be so passive. He caught up with Arthur by the time he opened the door. Harry was quite tempted to ring the bell. The screaming portrait didn't bother him all that much.

In fact, he was in a wonderful mood.

He slipped his hand over as they walked into the house. His finger tapped the button, sending a deep chime through the hall. The portrait began to scream and curse. Somewhere down the hall Sirius started his own variation of things. The portrait was muffled by a thick curtain, but it was still impressively loud.

Sirius stormed out from the kitchen with a wand at the ready. A string of spells zipped through the air, connecting with the curtain. The portrait got quieter with each.

"What did I say about ringing that bell?" Sirius growled.

Harry gave him a wide smile. The scowl on Sirius' face melted away.

"Prat." Sirius shook his head.

"Amelia knew you were the anonymous contact." Harry said smoothly.

Sirius froze. "She did?"

Harry nodded.

"And she didn't slip a tracker on you?" Sirius waved a wand over him. "Did she question you about me?"

"No." Harry shook his head. "She looked me over. Not exactly how you asked."

Sirius studied him for a moment.

"No." A wicked smile crossed his face.

Harry nodded.

"I'm so proud." Sirius beamed. "You have no idea how long I've been after her." He shook his head. "Later, what did she say?"

"She said that my core is absorbing so much magic that I'm going to start draining people near me." Harry spoke in low tones. "That or I'm going to be able to control their magic. My brain is scrambled."

"I bet." Sirius chuckled. "What else did she say?"

"I need to find a way to use the magic I'm pulling in, or the draining-control stuff will happen." Harry explained.

"And the only way to do that is sex." Sirius actually sounded… serious. "That could be an issue."

"You're taking this better than I thought." Harry bumped his godfather on the shoulder.

"Under any other circumstances I'd say you were a genius for coming up with such a complex long game." Sirius sighed. "As it stands, I don't know how to help. I don't think Dumbledore would be open to the idea of sending a constant line-up of professionals to take care of you."

"Professionals?" Harry realized what he meant once the word left his mouth.

"Call Witches." Sirius replied offhandedly. "Prostitutes, really. High class, discreet, and worth every moment."

"You've got experience?" Harry smiled.

"Harry, my boy." Sirius clapped him on the shoulder. "A woman who plies her trade should be treated as a lady. It's one of the few lessons my old man taught me that is worth anything."

"Your dad taught you about prostitutes?" Harry said slowly.

"Pureblood traditions." Sirius replied. "Spend thousands of galleons to get the proper wife and then ignore her to spend thousands more for a professional."

The duo stood in silence for a bit. Harry wasn't sure what to say to that. He felt like he should apologize, but he didn't know how, or why. Sirius was lost in his thoughts. Maybe one of the few pleasant memories that he had of his father.

He could just see the photo in the album now: Dad and me at the bordello!

"Your grandfather wasn't the sort." Sirius said after a moment. "He respected the trade, but he didn't take James for a right-of-passage like mine did."

"Oh." Harry desperately looked around the room for something to talk about.

"This got awkward faster than I thought." Sirius chuckled. "Come on, everyone should be awake now. We can get in some dueling. Molly has been distracted all morning. She won't notice us missing until we're down there."