27Chapter 4 Who Decided Owls Were a Good Form of Communication?
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Also, I realized that Poison Ivy would need a new name in order to move into an apartment without anyone noticing. So she goes by Pamela Potter. too everybody but Harry, Harley, and Barbara.
Also, every major city has a floo port because I need a way for international travel to be easier. The only reason people don't use them all the time instead of portkeys is because the farther you travel the more floo powder you need to use, and that stuffs expensive.
Sorry for not updating in a while, but I'm trying to get back into writing my stories.
3rd POV
Harry was having a great birthday. His mom, Barbara, and his new friend from school Dick Grayson were all there. Commissioner Gordon had wanted to come, but he had to work at the station today, according to Barbara.
Dick Grayson was Harry and Barbara's new friend. He joined them at school right before the year ended. He was a year younger than Harry, but was smart enough to be in the same grade as him, and Barbara.
They had opened presents, well the normal ones at least, when Dick's cell phone rang.
"Hello," Dick answered.
After a few seconds, he says, "Yeah, I hear you. I'll be down in a minute."
Dick turned to the others. "Sorry, that was Bruce. Alfred just pulled up, so it's time for me to go. See you guys, and have a happy birthday Harry," he said.
"Bye Dick, see ya later," Harry and Barbara said at the same time.
The two turn to face each other. "Jinx," they said at the same time again.
"Double jinx." They try again.
"Stop that!" they tell each other.
"Me, you stop that." they try again, they probably would have kept going had Ivy's laughter not distracted them.
They turn to face her, and realize she had recorded the whole thing on her phone and was laughing hard, finally a red in the face Poison Ivy, looked at the two of them.
"That was too good. Harry dear, I've got to send that to your Aunt, and your Dad as well Barbara," she said still chuckling.
"Mom"/ Mrs. Potter," the two young heroes say.
Tap. Tap. Tap. The noise cut off their complaints before they even started.
"What is that?" Barbara asked.
"I don't know. I think it's coming from the window." Harry responds pointing to the window, with a slight hesitancy wondering if any of the rogues figured out where he lived.
"Well, how about we look and see instead of sitting here and guessing," Ivy said to the both of them.
They walk up to the window cautiously, and Ivy pulls the shades from the window. They then see an owl standing on the window sill tapping at the glass.
"What on Earth is an owl doing here?" Ivy asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"Look it has a letter in its talon," Barbara answers her pointing at the bird's claws with a confused look on her face.
"Well, let's see the letter then," Harry said, as he opens the window, and takes the letter the owl offers him.
"Hmm, this is interesting," Harry said as he read the address of the letter.
Harry James Potter The second bedroom, in apartment 237. Gotham Apartments
Gotham City, United States of America.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "So my middle name is James."
"All of the weird stuff in the letter, which was delivered by an owl, and that's the one thing you get from all of that?" Barbara asked incredulously.
"Of course not, I wonder why it was delivered by an owl as well. I mean who decided that owls were a good form of communication." Harry responds to his friend's question.
"Well dear, since the letter is clearly meant for you, why don't you open it up, and read it."
"Right. Of course Mom," Harry said as he breaks the wax seal, and starts to read.
"Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books, and equipment. Term begins September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.
(Text taken from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone." Because I'm American and I'm not used to saying Philosopher's stone.)
"This has to be a joke." Harry deadpans after reading the letter.
"Also, what is the difference between Witchcraft and Wizardry, and is there really enough magic users in the world to warrant an entire school for it." Harry questions after thinking on the letter for a second longer.
"Well, Let's send a reply asking for more of an explanation, Maybe this is why you have your powers dear," Ivy said.
"Okay, Mom. I'll try it." Harry said. Writing.
Dear Professor McGonagall, I would very much like to hear more of an explanation about this school, before I make any decisions about attending.
Sincerely, Harry Potter.
He then hands the letter to the owl, which immediately takes off to deliver the letter.
Hogwarts Castle somewhere in Scotland a few hours later.
Professor McGonagall was just finishing some paperwork when the fireplace in her office burst into green flames, and one of the school owls flew out. McGonagall knew this meant the owl was sent internationally. (What you think they just make owls fly across the Atlantic ocean.)
"Now why would a school owl be sent internationally during the summer," McGonagall mumbled.
She took the letter the owl offered her, opened, and read it. As soon as she finished reading the letter she went over to her fireplace, and says "Gotham City Floo port."
Once she stops spinning she immediately steps out of the fireplace, and walks up to the map of Gotham on the wall.
"Gotham Apartments, Gotham Apartments, ok there it is." She muttered under her breath before apparating to an alleyway behind the apartment building.
She marched into the lobby, and marched straight to the elevator. When she got off the elevator she continued her forced march straight to apartment 237. She knocked on the door with a sense of urgency.
"Hello," a boy who had to be Harry Potter, as no one else could look so much like James said, as he answers the door.
"Harry Potter?" McGonagall asked just to make sure she was right.
"Yes," Harry said hesitantly like he wasn't sure why she was asking.
"I'm here to talk to you about the letter you sent me," McGonagall explained.
"Oh, so you're here to talk about the wizard school," Harry said understanding.
"That's right," McGonagall said.
"Mom, Babs a lady came to talk to about the weird letter we got!" Harry yells back inside the apartment.
"Mom? Babs? I thought you lived with your aunt and uncle," Professor McGonagall said confused.
Harry's face darkened. "Please don't mention those "people" to me ever again," Harry growled lowly.
McGonagall faltered back for a second at the sudden dark look on the young boy.
"Well if you want to talk to us about this school, you might as well come on in," Harry said his face returning to normal.
Finished Next story to be updated will be Danny's Justice expect it within 2-4 weeks after this goes up depending on writer's block, Real life, and how much my beta needs to fix.
I also have a challenge for anyone who reads the Kane Chronicles where Harry is trained with either the house of life or Brooklyn House before attending Hogwarts.
If trained in the house of life the book has to start before the Red Pyramid.
If trained at Brooklyn house it either starts right after the Red Pyramid, or right after the Serpent's shadow, or you could have him be the only one beside Amos at Brooklyn house before the Red Pyramid. Who can than interact with the PJO/ HOO stories without having to break the timeline to badly.
Pairings No real fixed pairing preferably one that is Harry x someone from the PJO/HOO/Kane Chronicles/ Magnus Chase and the gods of Asgard universe.
Suggestions- Cleo, Bianca di Angelo, Pretty much anyone from the universe not a member of the Seven, or a God/Goddess