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the man. The demon changed without prodding and Harry folded his clothes, setting them in one of his extra bags and hanging said bag to him telling him to keep it.
Then Harry grabbed the rucksack and tent he still had from his trip to Egypt and strapped them on his back.
"That's everything. Before we head to the World Cup we'll head to the muggle mall nearby. We can get you some clothes."
He led the demon downstairs where Dante was practically bouncing up and down while waiting. When he saw Harry he launched himself at him.
"Harry! I made you a present."
Harry found a small rectangular box shoved in his hand before he could even open his mouth.
He examined it a moment.
"Um, thank you?"
"Open it." Dante whined.
Harry gently opened the box and found a pair of small oval/rectangular glasses sitting in the box. The silver frames were dainty with small engravings along the side with pictures of small lilies and runes.
"I visited the muggle eye place and got the lenses with your prescription. Harold helped me make the frames." Dante grinned excitedly. "And then I tinkered with them."
Harry warily pulled his own glasses off and put Dante's on. He looked through them and found nothing different. Dante grinned and pulled a book from his robes, shoving it in Harry's hands. Harry looked at him confused before looking down at the book. He flipped a few pages but it was just a story.
"Ah, this is the Bulgarian Minster. I've been showing him around but he can't understand a lick of English." Fudge bustled, dismissing the man.
Harry caught a spark in the man's eye.
"Hello Minister." Harry said fluently in Bulgarian.
The man's smile widened.
"Lord Potter-Black. We have heard of your power even in Bulgaria. Surviving a known death curse as a child is news that spreads."
"I must give much of that … praise to my mother." Harry said softly. "As she was the one to sacrifice herself for me."
"Ah." The minister said, "But you are powerful in your own right. A Necromancer that is strong in the Demon Arts and a magically and politically powerful person."
Harry bowed his head in acceptance, completely unsure of how he knew he was a necromancer, and the man turned to Fudge as he tried to take control of the conversation once again.
"I didn't know you knew Bulgarian Lord Potter-Black."
"I understand many languages." Harry said with a faint smirk.
Any further words were interrupted as the Weasely family piled in. Somehow the ticket seating was oddly done and Harry ended up with Percy Weasely on his left with an empty seat on his right.
"Percy." Harry greeted cordially.
"Lord Potter-Black." Percy said politely.
"Ah. Noticed my rings." Harry sighed. "You may call me Harry, Percy."
"Thank you." Percy said simply.
The next and final group to enter the top box was the Malfoy Family. Greetings followed down the line which Harry was at the end of. When the blonde family passed by him Lucius paused.
"Severus?" Lucius asked, a slight frown tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Yes. I have to talk to him, but knowing Snape he won't come just because of that."
Lucius's lips twitched at the description but he nodded all the same. And then he was through the trees and meeting a relieved Narcissa and Draco. Harry watched as they vanished with a crack.
The demon woman he had summoned appeared with nary a sound not even a second later.
"All the men are dealt with." She said in a soft voice. "They have been restrained and left for your people to retrieve."
"Thank you." Harry said, still in Grim form.
He lips twitched into a smirk.
"It was fun, call me again should you need any assistance in battle."
Then she grabbed his left paw and nicked it with her finger. He felt the familiar spark of magic and then she vanished with a puff of smoke. Harry knew when he changed back to human he would have another tattooed band on his left wrists.
He breathed out in a rush and looked to the sky. He'd have to go find the others before they started to worry.
using it.
"What are you doing out here?" Harry asked.
"I live out here." The man returned.
Harry took note that he both looked and sounded young. No older then twenty.
"You?" the man asked curiously.
Harry gave a shrug and kept his eyes on the man.
"Are you…" The man cut off, pausing.
He tilted his head again.
"Are you a demon summoner?"
Harry raised his brow, not showing his surprise at the man's observation .
"Yes."
"Ah." He said like that answered everything.
For a long moment there was silence. The man looked at him, his head still tilted to the side in a curious, innocent look.
"I am a demon." He finally answered.
Harry immediately felt for the link. There. Yes, the man was a demon. The link tying him to this realm was loose meaning that his summoner had either tied it and left him or his summoner had died leaving him still tied to the realm.
"How long have you been in this realm?" Harry asked.
"In human years? I think fifty." He responded softly.
"You have the power to return to your realm." Harry said. "All Demon Creatures do, why have you not?"
"I was banished from my clan when my brother became alpha." He said. "Then I was summoned. When my late mistress released me I felt no need to return because there was nothing waiting for me." He answered honestly.
"What type of demon are you?" Harry asked, relaxing slightly.
"I do not know." He shrugged. "I can not remember what I was classified as. I am from the Xico clan though. We are a warrior clan. We fight and protect. We are strongest when summoned to this realm and tied to a master. We gain strength from them."
"Like a body guard."
He just tilted his head at the unfamiliar word.
"You protect people in exchange for their strength." Harry said.
"Yes." The man nodded. "Do you wish me to be your…bodyguard?"
Harry looked at the demon for a long silent moment. Harry could hear the honesty in the man's voice. He could also hear the loneliness.
"I would like that." Harry smiled.
He reached out with his magic and grabbed the loose link tied to the demon. He filled it with his magic and snapped it into place giving himself control. For a moment eh felt his magic flow through the bound. The demon made a noise in the back of his throat that sounded like a purr. They he turned back to the trees and picked up a tall spear. It was sharp, mounted on the end of a long staff with feathers around the edge of the blade part. Harry realized the demon had set it down before greeting him to appear less threatening.
Then the demon sunk to his knee and bowed his head, staff set parallel to him on the ground.
"Greetings Master, my given name is Xi-Wong but you may call me what ever you desire."
Harry was silent for a moment.
"Thank you Xi-Wong. My name is Harry."
The man stood and Harry examined him another long moment. Then he nodded.
"Please tell me more about this flower."
"Of course Master."
"It's Harry."
"Of course Master."
Harry sighed.
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"Lord Black!" Switchblade called with relief, a snarl on his face despite his tone. "We were very worried!"
He hurried over and checked over every bare inch of him. Harry just rolled his eyes and held on carefully to the small glass box in his hand. Inside the glass box was a small red flower he'd been examining earlier. Switchblade just about decapitated Xi-Wong as the demon stepped from the trees.
"Switchblade!" Harry called to stop the goblin. "This is Xi-Wong. He's a demon I summoned."
Xi-Wong raised a brow but did not correct him as the goblin eyed him warily and tense. Finally he grunted and relaxed, waving them to follow him inside. Harry walked into Elewa's living room to find the man nervously sitting on a couch, the other guard goblin across from him eyes focused on him and spear ready. The man's face lit with relief as he spotted Harry.
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