HP : The Chronicles

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The experience was amazing; whatever Harry had done, it definitely worked. It was as if the broom was obeying his thoughts instead of his movements and the top speed was dizzying. He maneuvered, dived straight towards the ground in pure excitement braking the last minute, the broom executing every move in utter perfection. Harry just watched him from the ground, the potions master's smile contagious enough to have him grinning too.

"Having fun up there?" The green eyed wizard asked happily; Severus turned to him and zoomed towards the ground, braking a fracture of a second before he hit the ground. He jumped off the broom and right in front of Harry; his hair was disheveled and he was smiling like a five year old boy on sugar high.

"You're a genius!" He exclaimed, holding the broom in his hands reverently as his breath calmed down. "So, have you chosen a company yet?" The potions master asked after stopping his enthusiastic praise of the new broomstick.

"Company?" Harry asked confused. Severus just regarded him blankly, blinking twice.

"You are marketing it right?" Severus asked, incredulity colouring his voice at Harry's shocked expression.

"Do you think someone would like to buy it?" Harry had asked softly.

"I would!" Severus exclaimed. "And any broomstick company in the world." Instead of being excited about his comment, Harry's eyes lost their sparkle as the boy lowered his head.

"But I can't." Harry stated. "We're laying low, remember?" Severus, realizing the root of the problem just let out a laugh. So that's why Harry hadn't even thought what he was going to do with the broomstick after it was finished? "What's so funny?"

"Harry, you don't have to have your name published as the creator of the broom; it will be marketed under the name of the company you choose."

"But I'm only twelve." Harry reminded him. "Do you think anybody will want to finance a project coming from me?"

"You'll be thirteen in four days." Severus reminded him. "According to magical law, if you have permission from the head of your family, James in this instance, you will be able to work anywhere you want. And you don't have to inform them of your age when you first send them the basic blueprints and the description your broomstick; I will be there with you when you meet with them if you want and we can stress the subject that, if they want the broomstick your name is to stay secret until you say so. Magical contracts are amazing this way."

"And telling Prongs I want to market a racing broomstick I designed won't blow our cover?" Harry asked confused.

"You'll ask his permission to find a summer job; you don't have to specify which one." Severus said, proving once again he had reason to be the Head of Slytherin House, making the boy smirk.

"Do you think it will work?" Harry asked hopefully; Severus just smirked.

"I've been managing my family's assets for years without anyone being the wiser." Severus pointed out. Harry just smiled. "Now tell me more about that Braking Spell you've created."

"Well, it's a variation of the Horton-Keitch Braking Charm…" Harry explained.

It had happened just as the potions master had predicted; they had sent the basic blueprint and a description of what the broom could to Nimbus Racing Broom Co. and the very next day Harry had been asked for an appointment he gladly arranged for next week. Severus had even gone the extra mile and arranged for a goblin representative to be appointed for Harry's financial moves. They were to meet him at Diagon Alley and Severus insisted nobody was better to strike fear in the hearts of businessmen trying to take advantage of you than your goblin consultant.

So, here he was, on the day of his thirteenth birthday, waiting for his parents to spare him a few minutes of their time; he needed James's permission just this once. Movement was heard from the other side of the door, chairs being pushed and footsteps as someone was about to leave the office. And truly, the doors opened and the Headmaster, smiling softly walked towards Harry.

"Happy birthday, my boy." He wished him passing by.

"Good morning, professor and thank you."

"Happy to have your family back for your birthday?" Dumbledore asked as the rest of Harry's family joined them in the hall.

"Very much so, sir." Harry confirmed. James looked at his younger son smiling.

"You wanted to ask me something, right?" He asked approaching him.

"Yes, if you have some time." Harry answered diplomatically.

"Sure, Harry." James said warmly. "Just let me escort Albus to the fireplace and I'll be right with you." Harry nodded with a soft smile, wishing the Headmaster a good day once again. Adrian turned at Harry, a tired expression on his face.

"You know, sometimes I don't even see the point of my training; my magic seems to only do its thing just right before I'm about to die." Harry smirked.

"Well, since I don't have a Dark Lord available right now, we can just tell Mom you broke her good china." The green eyed boy stated.

"But I didn't." Adrian pointed out confused.

"She doesn't know that." Harry explained. "And if something's going to put you in a life or death situation, that's it." Adrian burst out laughing as James and Lily, accompanied by Remus and Sirius who were bickering over Merlin knows what, returned to the office.

"What did we miss?" Lily asked at the sight of her smiling sons.

"Oh, you had to be there." Harry stated, thinking that mentioning breaking her favorite china, even if it was a joke, wasn't going to work for him right now.

"So, Harry, what did you want to ask?" James wondered as they all moved back to his office.

"Well I've been thinking…" Harry started looking outside the open window; James's office had a view of the Quidditch court in the fields and Harry gathered his courage. "All of you are away for the summer while I just sit around doing nothing." He stated. Lily intervened.

"Harry, if it was safe to take you with us we would, but if, Merlin forbid, you were ever caught then…" Harry chuckled once and motioned her to stop.

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