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"You to Elewa. And thank you once more."
Elewa just ruffled his hair again. Harry shot him a mock glare and grabbed the portkey held out by Switchblade. In a swirl they were gone.
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It took only five minutes to get Griphook to stop flaying Switchblade on why they were so late and introduce the mean goblin to Xi-Wong. The goblin calmed after his explanation and asked him to hand over one of his earrings, which he always wore. Actually the goblin hadn't really asked. It had made a couple remarks that had Harry blushing in embarrassment and practically throwing an earring at the goblin while the other two goblins snickered behind him.
"Why do you need one?" Harry asked, nervously smoothing down his shirt as he tried to will his blush away.
"I'm going to add another language translation onto it." The goblin said curtly leading him from the room they'd portkey'ed into
"Oh." Harry said simply.
Switchblade and the other goblin left them in Griphook's care with barely a nod before heading the opposite way. Xi-Wong prowled only a few steps behind Harry, eyes darting every which way and the hand holding his spear twitching slightly at times. He kept an especially keen eye on Griphook. Harry noticed.
"Xi-Wong," Harry said softly in the empty hall, "I trust Griphook with my life."
Xi-Wong frowned just slightly but seemed to leave it as his eyes didn't stray over the goblin anymore. Griphook led them around a few more turns before stepping into a room. Inside were a few desks with a couple people sitting behind them doing paperwork and the like. They all looked up and stared as the three entered. Griphook led him to the far desk and set the earring down on a stack of paper.
"I need a translation spell on that." Griphook ordered curtly.
The man blinked but drew his wand.
"I thought you had cast the spell." Harry said as he watched.
"No, Translation spells are not as simple as saying the incantation and then knowing the language. The spell is essential the memory of a language. The caster must know the language as the spell pulls the memory of the language from his mind."
Harry blinked in surprise.
"So if you wanted to be able to understand Japanese you'd have to have someone who knew Japanese cast it?"
"Correct."
"Huh." Harry said, a bit surprised at this new knowledge.
The man held the earring back out and Harry took it, putting it back in his ear.
"What language was that one?" He asked as Griphook led him from the room.
"Bulgarian."
Then the goblin shoved another portkey in his hand. Xi-Wong barely had time to grab him before they were gone in a swirl only to land right outside Harry's house, just past the ward line.
"Well, this is the place I call home." Harry said cheerfully.
The demon tilted his head and eyed the flowers and trees as the passed by. Harry threw the door open in a burst of energy and jumped into his house.
"I'm home!" he crowed happily.
Loraine, who had been on the couch, threw herself at him, squealing happily. Xi-Wong must have seen her as harmless as he did nothing to stop her. Harry spun the smaller woman around in a circle. Even though he was small he was not weak and she was smaller then him.
"You look so much better." She cooed, looking him over.
"Harry's back!?"
Dante came sprinting from the stairs, a wide grin on his face. He didn't even notice the silent Xi-Wong as he crushed Harry in a hug, cooing over him.
"We were worried." He cooed. "How did it go? Do you have your magic back?"
"Yes." Harry smiled.
The demon finally set him down and noticed the other. He tensed slightly.
"Who is this?" He asked with a frown.
"This is Xi-Wong. He's a demon I summoned."
"From the Xico clan?" Dante asked eyeing his markings.
"Yes. I was banished." Xi-Wong said simply.
A sharp cry interrupted them all and making Dante step aside as Hedwig dive bombed Harry and fussed over him. Harry laughed and stroked his owl as she preened his hair, scanning every inch of him.
"Hello Hedwig dear. Where is Keiruim?"
"We haven't seen the bird lately. He and Hedwig practically vanished when you left." Dante said.
"Ah. And where are Valentine, Harold, and Dudley?"
"They headed for the World Cup Already. Said they'd set up camp." Dante shrugged.
Harry nodded and then glanced at Hedwig who barked at him and made a movement to show she wanted him to follow.
"I'll be back in a few minutes. I'll see what Hedwig wants and then grab my stuff."
He followed Hedwig out the half opened back door and into his sunny garden. Xi-Wong followed closely, eyeing everything but more relaxed then in Gringotts. Hedwig led him to the greenhouse where she slipped in the half opened door. Harry frowned remembering having locked it before leaving but shrugged. He stepped in and was immediately assaulted by the flower Faeries. He pushed them away softly and dodged them to follow Hedwig to the back of the greenhouse.
but Harry had seen his curiosity and interest. A quick duck in the store had them browsing the piercings. Harry had talked the demon into two lip piercings, one on each side of his mouth, hoops. They looked actually very fitting on the demon.
"I think that's everything we need." Harry said smiling.
Xi-Wong nodded once and followed Harry back out of the mall to the apparation point. Harry paused a moment to remember the coordinates that Sirius had wrote for him when sending the tickets. He grabbed Xi-Wong and with a crack they appeared on an old hillside.
"Help me look for a boot." Harry said to the confused Xi-Wong. "Sirius said you had to catch a portkey in and they ran every two hours here. If we find it in the next five minutes we can catch the ride, if not we have to wait two more hours."
They found the boot in under two minutes. Grabbing a hold of it they were swept off. They landed on a hill similar to the one they had been on. The only difference was this one was overlooking a huge stadium and a huge camp beside a forest. Xi-Wong wrinkled his nose in a frown while Harry grinned. He reached into his satchel and pulled free a summing slip. Pushing magic into it, it exploded in a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared Harry found himself face to face with a 'Knife Bird'. It chirped mechanically.
"Please lead me to the other summoner here."
Tracking Demon Beasts had the ability to sense necromancers which were fairly uncommon. The knife bird squawked but took off at a pace Harry could follow.
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"Harry."
His name was only a breathless whisper of relief from the tall redhead. Valentine picked him up like he was nothing but a small child and stroked his hair with on free hand as he hugged Harry close.
"We were worried." Valentine breathed as he buried his face in Harry's hair. "Your magic was tied to your wards in a way and we felt it flare in one brilliant burst."
Harry shrugged the knowledge away as he clung to the tall vampire.
"I missed you." He admitted.
Even if it had only been a day he'd missed his friends. He felt Valentine's natural wild magic brush against his own and took comfort in the familiarity. Harold clapped him on the back as he absently examined Xi-Wong from the corner of his eyes. Dudley had appeared amazed at Xi-Wong's appearance and was shyly sitting next to the demon at the table. The tent they had set up was nice, but not extravagant. It had two bedrooms, a large living room, a small cooking area, and a bathroom.
"We'll have to set up a bed on one of the couches for our new guest." Valentine said softly.
"I brought my own tent." Harry replied.
"Ah." Valentine said. "Do you wish for help setting it up?"
"That would be nice."
They slipped from the tent and right next to it set up Harry's smaller one. When it was set up and the magic activated Harry stepped in. It was the same from Egypt with a small sitting room and kitchen, a bedroom and bathroom. The sitting room had two chairs and a small wooden table. The bedroom had a twin bed. Tan rugs covered the floor to match the tan walls. Harry lit the lamp hanging above the table as it was around six and from their position in the valley of the hill the sun was fading.
"Hey!"
Harry jolted at the familiar cry.
He hurried out the door, Valentine hot on his heels. He stepped out to find Ron Weasely pointing at Dudley with a frown. Ron himself was standing in front of the next tent over. Arthur Weasely was crouched beside him happily trying to light a fire with muggle matches. Ron caught sight of Harry while Dudley frowned in confusion.
"Harry!"
Harry grinned at Ron and hugged him back as the boy clamped him in a hug.
"Harry's here?" Came a familiar voice.
Hermione flew from the tent and squealed launching herself at the two boys. They all went down in a heap, laughing.
"Harrykins is here?"
The two twins quickly joined them in the dog pile while Arthur watched smiling but bemused and Percy sniffed. Ginny stood beside them smiling slightly. When they stood Harry smiled at all his friends.
"How lucky can you get?" Ron asked with a grin, "Camping right next to us?"
Harry laughed and clapped him on the back.
"I thought you couldn't come Harry." Arthur frowned. "Dumbledore said you couldn't."
"Last minute change of plans." He said smoothly. "And I ended up with my own tickets, but thanks for inviting me."
Arthur relaxed and smiled.
"And who are your friends Harrykins?" George and Fred asked together.
Valentine mouthed the nickname back at him and Harry shot him a frown.
"This is my cousin Dudley." Harry said easily pointing to Dudley who waved shyly.
The twins frowned and Harry sent them a stern expression and they held their hands up in surrender.
"And this is Valentine and Harold. They're both friends of the family sent to watch over us while we're here."
The two gave short nods of their heads and shook Arthur's hand.
"And this is Xi-Wong, a neighbour." Harry smiled. "He decided to camp with us instead of alone."
Xi-Wong gave a curt bow of his head.
"Ah, well, I'm going to keep trying to get my fire going." Arthur said jovially.
Harry waved to Dudley and handed him one of the bags from shopping. Dudley looked at it confused.
"It has hotdogs, marshmallows, and some smokies in it with all the buns and condiments." Harry grinned at the boy. "You can share with the Weasely family. Arthur will love it. Put the extras in the icebox."
Dudley nodded quickly and hurried over. Harry got dragged back to the Weasely side of the camp where Fred and George started in on some story, Ron eagerly helped Dudley with the food, and Hermione helped Arthur with the fire. Valentine dragged a chair over and watched the chaos with a smile and Harold disappeared back in their tents. Xi-Wong sat silently next to Valentine and the red head soon drew him into a soft spoken conversation
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