Henri Samedi

Chapter Nine – Meetings and Such

May 2nd – The New Gens Headquarters - after school – New Orleans

The team's headquarters, if you could call it that was an office, but even that was exactly not correct either. It was an office space in an office building that was owned by Henri's trust. They did not yet need space like either the Avengers or the Justice League. If Rampage was more average size, they could have fit in an office half the size that they were using.

They were connected to the local emergency services, the Avengers through J.A.R.V.I.S. They had both a regular and emergency connection to S.H.I.E.L.D as well as the Justice League. Henri also had an emergency way to contact Eric and Pam through Fangtasia. The team even had their own braziers so that they could contact the Loa and the Greek gods if Henri ever was in need.

In the center of the office, was a large conference table that the team used for group meetings. The remainder of the office was a mixture of the team's influence. The rugs, the wall decorations, the lighting and the desks. The office windows were wide enough that they could fly out of them, even helping Rampage through the window when the team left that direction.

As usual the team was seated around the conference table, but unlike usual, they were not relaxed. They knew that this meeting was only a quick meeting, lasting only a few minutes. Henri sat at one end of the table. The Power Twins, Tammy and Tom Chambers sat to Henri's left. Spider Teen, Miles Morales sat on Henri's right. Next to Miles was Harbinger, Shelly Drake. Sitting next to Harbinger and Tom Chamber at the other end of the table was Rampage, Damien Walters-Marko.

"Today is the day, eh Henri?" Rampage asked with a rumbling voice.

"Yeah, I have about thirty minutes to get home and to meet with the professors from Hogwarts. I am planning on timing it for the greatest shock value." Henri agreed.

"As if you would have it any other way." Harbinger's toneless voice added.

"Make sure that you have your parents' approvals back to Fury by next Friday, so we can shock the Brits when I have to go get my school supplies." Henri reminded.

Tammy and Tom started snickering, "Uncle Zan already made sure that mom signed ours."

"Are you sure that it is Jayna's signature and not a Zan forgery?" Miles asked with smirk. He was obviously remembering a few times when forgeries had been used.

"Yeah mom, threatened to leave Uncle Zan in a bucket the next time he pulled that on either her or us." Tom explained.

"Well we got a new event tonight, if you are available," Henri said bringing the conversation back to why he called the meeting. "Yesterday, I met a girl that I am going to be going to Hogwarts with. She started going off on me about using magic publicly."

The team started to laugh at that revelation.

"When she learned who I was both my birth name and my hero name, she went all hero worship on me." Henri continued.

That stopped the laughing. They all knew that while they all were heroes, they preferred to be seen as people first and they now realized what Henri was asking.

"I will ask my dad and moms." Harbinger said with a tone of sadness in her voice. "Are we expected before, during or after the evening meal?"

"Agent Kent is bringing the professors at 4:00pm, I asked the Grangers to arrive at 5:00pm so around there is fine. I am planning on doing a clone made dinner around 6:30pm and my magic school clone is doing the shopping since, they got out an hour and a half earlier than regular school." Henri explained the schedule.

"We can even do a show and tell history lesson, if you want?" Tammy suggested.

"Sounds good to me, I got to go and get everything prepared," Henri agreed as he stood. With a wave of his hand he disappeared.

The rest of the team left moments later. They each knew that their various parents and guardians would have no problems them going over to Henri and Renee's. Even though Henri was seven or eight years younger than them, he was the most mature of the group and Renee was able to keep all of them in line with a single look, even Rampage.

~~o0o~~

Renee had been woken up from her afternoon nap by a Henri dressed all in black. She knew it was the one who had gone to magic school. He informed her that the shopping for the dinner had been done. The Jackalopes separated and he was going to disappear again, but only for appearance sake.

"I am going to make an entrance when the Wandie Professors get here, Maman. Regular school me is talking with the team about coming to talk with the girl from yesterday. I am hoping that she and the team cross with the professors." Henri explained with a smirk.

"Have Dobby re-enforce that one chair for poor Damien." Renee directed as her way of agreeing with the plan.

"It was done permanently, so we don't have to reapply each time." Henri replied and then kissed her forehead. With a smile and a wave, Henri disappeared.

~~o0o~~

Agent Kent knew immediately upon arrival that Henri was planning something mischievous. The protective wards were much more obvious and were filled with much more natural and death magic than normal. Also, the sound that his animal typically made was 'more', they were not being noisier, it was just that it was that it was more noticeable. Like the signal was turned up without the volume being increased. The fruit and magnolia trees smell was also more noticeable.

It never was considered that Henri was not the cause but it came from some godly assistance. In the form of some of Henri's Greek aunts. Their intent was to make the area more intimidating without overdoing it. Persephone and Aphrodite were only a couple of the goddesses who helped weave the Mist to hide several traps and escape routes planned by the goddess. With the idea that they may be needed to spirit Henri away from the manipulative mortal headmaster.

Renee led the elderly educators into the formal parlor. "Henri will be here shortly." She informed Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall.

"I am home, Maman!" Echoed Henri's voice from both the front door a few feet away from them and from the back of the house. A moment later, two sets of footsteps could be heard, one entering the house from the front and the second from the rear. Then a third voice repeated "I am home, Maman!"

Dumbledore and McGonagall showed their confusion on their face, but it was obvious to them that both Renee and Agent Kent were aware of the situation. Seconds later, one Henri entered the formal parlor from the front entry while at the same time, two others entered from a door at the rear of the pantry. The first Henri was dressed in purple, black and white. The second was dressed in armor of some sort and the last was dressed in a black copy of the clothes worn by the first.

"Henri, pull yourself together. We have company and they need to talk to all of you." Renee said with obvious humor in her voice.

"Yes Maman." The three Henri echoed. In that instant, the armor disappeared and three Henri became one. The one dressed in purple, black and white.

"Hello Henri, my name is Albus Dumbledore," He began listing his titles, ending with headmaster of Hogwarts. "This is Professor Minerva McGonagall, my Deputy and the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. Your birth parents, James and Lily Potter placed your name, your birth name down to go to Hogwarts when you turned 11 when you were born."

"I am aware, sir. I have known for a few years now." Henri said with a level of cool respect.

"Good then," Dumbledore said, pulling an acceptance letter from an inner pocket of his out of date suit coat. He tried to hand it to Henri.

Henri did not accept the letter, he had been warned by multiple individuals to not accept it immediately, several times over several years.

"Stop right there Dumbledore." Agent Kent said putting up his hand in a motion that represented stop. "There are several things that have to be discussed and agreed upon magically, before Henri will accept that letter from you or anyone else."

Dumbledore sighed. "The contract has already been signed by James and Lily. Harry Potter, regardless of his new name must attend Hogwarts or…"

"…Lose his magic." Agent Kent interrupted. "Until he has completed his magical education. Which is the OWL's or the equivalents. Though I am sure you would push for him to go for the NEWT level instead, even though he will never have to get a regular job in either magical or mundane world. If you push too much, He has friends that can help him pass those over the summer, thanks to time compression and other processes. That is unless you are willing to listen to and accept most if not all of our requests and demands."

"What are they?" Dumbledore asked.

"They are broken down into four general areas." Agent Kent began. "First - International demands. The demands that are demanded by powers with international, world-wide or larger reach. Second – National demands – The demands and request that are from the United States magical and mundane as well as the mundane government of Great Britain."

Both Dumbledore and McGonagall were surprised by the last portion.

"Third – Family demands – The demands and requests from Renee and Lord Sirius Black and lastly – Henri's own demands." Agent Kent finished.

"Sirius Black is here?" McGonagall asked in surprise.

"Not at present. He is wasting money in Las Vegas, but yes he lives near here and is a regular portion of Henri's life." Renee answered.

"Yous forgot one part," a squeaky voice echoed until Dobby appeared "Dobby's demands."

"I didn't forget Dobs, I just added it to my own demands instead." Henri promised patting the elf on the shoulder.

Dobby swelled with pride and instead of disappearing moved closer to Henri. He instinctively grasped out for Henri's pant leg, which he held like a security blanket. He followed along as Henri sat down on the settee beside Renee. He then perched on the settee's arm beside Henri.

"The International request come from a rather large number of interested parties, who will remain nameless. Those requests where each made separately but they matched in what was wanted." Agent Kent began as he set in a straight back chair opposite of two that Renee had offered to the professors.

"Please continue," Professor McGonagall requested.

"Unless previously approved by a parent, guardian, Goblin official or MACUSA government official, Henri will be returned to America by use of train, portkey, portal, teleportation, Goblin, god-based travel or any combination, on all school-based holidays." Agent Kent continued.

Dumbledore considered it for a few minutes. "I am sure that everything we agree to, you will want it to be put into a binding contract." When he received a nod from both Henri and Agent Kent. "I see no reason to disagree with that request. We would just need a set way to make sure any needed approval is possible."

"This one is not up for debate, Henri will be allowed both of his bracers at all times." Agent Kent announced.

"May we learn more about these bracers?" Dumbledore asked.

Henri was happy to reveal both his bracers and show them to the professors. The ornate design of the arm wear intrigued both of them. The fact that they could not identify any weapon helped in liking the idea. They also like the idea that Henri's right bracer could be used as a wand holster and emulate wandless casting.

"Even though you allowed no debate, I see no issue." Dumbledore agreed.

"Henri will potentially be called away by an assortment of groups, for emergencies. If he needs to be, the excuse that it is a family emergency can be used. We will be happy to provide a list of who could call him away. Just know that the calls would be limited and he would return with proof of the need to be called away." Agent Kent continued.

"As long as he does return with that proof and completes any missed work after returning to the school." Dumbledore.

"The last of the International requests is for Henri to be allowed to have his animal, known as Fourbi." Agent Kent said.

"What type of animal is the Fourbi?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Fourbi is a type of shapeshifter familiar, known as shade-morphling." Henri answered and then called "Fourbi, come."

From the under the coffee table that stood between the chairs slinked Fourbi, the cat's thin form had matured like its master, but it still looked unworldly.

"Fourbi gains different forms with age, presently there is the cat as well as an owl, a dog, a spider and a snake." Henri explained. While at the same time Fourbi reformed into each form announced.

"Fourbi will be gaining an additional form sometime in August. I do not have any control over the form and will not know what it is until after Fourbi takes it for the first time, which is not always immediately after getting the form."

"Is Fourbi a male or female?" Professor McGonagall asked. She watched as Fouri lept up into Renee's lap and decided to take a nap.

"Yes," Henri responded noncommittedly. "It's sex depends on the form."

"As a cat, owl and spider it's a female, as a dog and snake a male. If I were to guess I would say whatever form this next one is going to take it is going to be a male. Though the first two were female. It could just be Fourbi's preference."

In truth, the spider, dog and snake forms corresponded directly to forms that Henri was working on transforming into when Fourbi was given the new form.

"As two of its forms are a cat and an owl, I see no reason not to agree with this this request as well." Professor McGonagall decreed. Dumbledore simply nodded his agreement.

"There are only three National level requests. They are all connected and can all three be summed up into one phrase. The mundane president of the United States, the British Prime Minister and the Royal Family as well as the President of the MACUSA all want to be able to communicate with Henri, if the need arises. It is therefore their collective request that Henri be allowed either a multiple compartment trunk or some otherwise expanded space trunk that will not only allow him his property but also a private area to hold these conversations. A multiple compartment trunk is preferred."

"I honestly do not see a problem with that, certain families have been sneaking them in for generations, even though they are technically against the rules." Professor McGonagall replied. "The only professor that will have an issue is the head of the house that breaks the rule the most." She commented, thinking of a certain potion master and his friendship with a certain blonde Lord.

"I agree." Dumbledore said with twinkle in his eyes.

"Now are my and the family requests and demands." Renee took over. "Some are from the Baron, some are mine and some are from that scamp, Sirius." She then looked Dumbledore straight in the eye. A cold feeling came over the old man. "This is from the Baron and ME! Henri is allowed his Voodoo. That is his shovel, his dolls, his gris-gris, his rattles, his alter, his tinctures, candles and his holy times. You will allow him to dance. Allow him his purple, black and white. He will be allowed to make his sacrifices at meals and in his room."

"Could you clarify what you mean?" Dumbledore asked.

"Please follow me professor and I will explain as I show you permanent versions of the portable versions of what we are asking for." Henri offered.

Over the next fifteen minutes Henri showed the professors the household alter that took a quarter of the family parlor. The smaller version that he wanted to take and the offering versions used for meals. He also showed the various tools and the area that was used for tinctures, when it was explained what their purpose was Dumbledore's eyes shined with happiness.

Finally, they returned to the formal parlor and Dumbledore spoke. "That is acceptable."

"Henri is to be allowed a set number of weapons, so that he may keep up on his practice and his skills." Renee continued.

"No," Dumbledore and McGonagall responded at the same time.

"Which is better, knowing a student has access to weapons and is contractually bound to the number and type of weapon or knowing that the student can make any number of weapons appear at will and you can't stop it." Agent Kent asked.

Henri pulled a short sword out of the air for the first portion of Agent Henri's statement. He then pulled a large goblin axe out of the air for the second portion of the statement. He then made it disappear as easily. The impression was made.

"What weapons?" Dumbledore asked.

"Six crescent knives," Henri made a single crescent shadow knife appear. He showed it and then it disappeared "A sword." His favorite Goblin made short sword appeared in its scabbard, then disappeared. "A throwing dagger," The dagger likewise appeared long enough to be seen before disappearing. It was followed by four mini javelins, a bow with four quivers of arrows, a crossbow with six quivers of bolts and a goblin shield.

"I can make a promise to only use the weapons to defend myself, another student, a teacher, the castle and to never raise these weapons in anger, while I am a student, if it would make you happier?" Henri offered.

"That number and your magically binding promise would be enough for me to agree." Dumbledore said with trepidation.

"I would prefer a set location for your training that is away from prying eyes and can be overseen by a teacher." Professor McGonagall amended.

"As long as the teacher does not interfere for any reason other than valid safety reasons. I can agree. I have been using these specific weapons for years and have been declared a Goblin adult." Henri commented.

That comment concerned Dumbledore. If another race had declared him an adult, it was possible that would invalidate the magic of contract he was using to make Henri to go to Hogwarts.

"The last of the family requirements is a continuity of guardianship if something should happen to me." Renee announced. "I was told there was some confusion of there in England for Henri. I am going to make sure there is none here." She then handed over a page with forty names on it. "That there is one of fifty copies. Everyone on that list got a copy, plus my bank and two different lawyers, both presidents, the queen, a king or two and a princess."

Dumbledore read the list. On it were the names of everyone who had agreed to take Henri physically if something ever happened to the individual in front of them. The higher the person was on the list the more unlikely it was that anything was going to happen to them. The fact that fifth and sixth were vampire bar owners was lost on Dumbledore. The fact that seventh through fourteenth were superheroes was not lost on him. The remainder of the list names was lost on the old man, but the fact that no legal wrangling would be able to get Henri back to Great Britain and back as Harry Potter fully settled in his mind by reading that list.

"I accept this as continuity of guardianship of Henri Samedi, formerly Harry Potter." Dumbledore said formerly.

"Lastly are my requests. These are needs or desires more than demands." Henri stated. "First and most important, Dobs would be bored here at the house without three or four of me to look after. Maman Renee has helpers that come in most days and do most everything that he likes to do. He wants to come to Hogwarts and work with the elves there. He would also be popping back here and feeding my animals."

"Personal elves are not normally allowed at Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall responded.

"We can make it so that he won't answer any orders from me unless it relates to taking care of the animals or if something happens to Maman Renee." Henri rejoined.

"Yes, I tripped on a step once, the little mite was told to protect me by Henri. I was not allowed to walk on the stairs for a week." Renee responded in mock outrage. She then winked at Dobby. Who puffed out his chest in pride.

"Another magical promise? If so, then we have an agreement." Dumbledore said.

"I have been studying ahead and would like to be tested for third year Runes and Arithmancy." Henri requested. Originally it was supposed to be 5th year, but after consideration, Henri thought the easiest test would open the door for the higher-level tests with the teachers, without setting off too many alarms.

"I am not sure if that is a good idea." Dumbledore paused.

"Sir, I am not just highly intelligent, I am a proven genius." Henri said with a smirk. "If not for a state budgeting issue. I could have graduated from mundane school five years ago and college last year. I speak multiple languages, not just English and French, but Spanish, German, Mandarin Chinese, Korean, Russian, Romanian, Italian, Portuguese, Greek both modern and ancient, Latin, Dutch and am learning Hindi, Vietnamese and Finnish.

Dumbledore nodded. 'Maybe testing the boy and letting him fail at something will be what he needs to curb his ideas of being higher than his station.' Dumbledore considered. "I will bring this to those teachers. The only consideration is your ability to attend the class with your first-year schedule."

"That brings me to the last thing on my list," Henri said. "You have seen when I duplicate myself. Those are not self-aware clones, they are copies of me, that share full awareness of what is going on with each of the other copies. What one sees, hears, tastes and so on, all do. What is told to one, all know. Here at home, I use two or more at night to study various things while the third sleeps a full eight hours. Then three of me goes out and learns during the day. What I want is while at Hogwarts is permission to have up to three clones. That is a total of three of me at any time. During the day, if I have a conflict where I have two classes, one is in each class and a third could be in the library doing homework for another class. At night, I could be sleeping and reading ahead at the same time."

"Is this another one of those situations where it is better that we know the number than not know?" McGonagall asked with suspicion in her voice.

"We tested him on the number of clones he could produce." Agent Kent answered. "He had created fifty and continued to create more when we ran out of space in the lab and they began going out into the hallway."

"You stopped me just before created fifty-seven." Henri admitted.

"You remember everything each sees." Dumbledore asked.

"Yes," Henri answered. Unwilling to admit that each clone was slightly more diminishing return on the amount of power it had overall. It was not a great weakness, but it was a weakness.

"Ok, I can allow three clones and in the case of emergencies a fourth." Dumbledore accepted. "Just for my own understanding, is this power one of your abilities that is known?"

"Only to my team, the Avengers and the leadership council of the Justice League, plus of course now everyone here." Henri answered. "It is not something I hide but it is also not something that I reveal at the drop of a hat. At the school, I will be able to add it to my mystic of being me." Henri said finishing with a faked spooky voice.

"So, are we in agreement then?" asked Agent Kent.

"We are." Both Henri and Dumbledore answered.

"All promises are made and agreed?" Agent Kent continued.

"Agreed." They echoed. Dumbledore smiled when he finally was able to hand Henri the copy of the acceptance letter. The smile slipped slightly when the boy did not open it, but simply slipped it into his pocket. Then the old man thought, 'Well that is of no concern, he accepted it.' His smile returned full force.

Dobby popped away with a smile. He had work to do and things to finish before dinner. He knew his master did not need his attention now. The letter had slipped from his master's pocket into his own, though a 'sneaky Dobby hole' between their pockets. Henri would read it later.

Dumbledore was shocked when he heard, "Then the magic is done," a youthful female voice said from the Greek brazier. In that next moment, a youthful looking teenage female grew out from the fire of the sacrificial braziers.

"Auntie Hestia!" Henri crowed as he rushed up to and hugged the slightly taller teenaged appearing goddess. "Thanks for the help! I was not sure which of the aunties was going to be doing it."

"No problem, little scamp." The goddess of the hearth said as she aged into an adult and then into an elderly woman. "Just know that the contact has been struck and while the majority of the clauses are on your side and for your benefit, there are a few that can still affect you badly if you work against them."

"I understand that the contract is magically binding, Lady Hestia. How are the clauses possibly negative toward me?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well first would be if you or your government were stupid enough to go against the list of guardianship. To give you a hint. The Latin names of myself, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades are on that list." She said with wicked smile.

"Second, you declared his shovel a tool of voodoo without a second thought. While it is, it is also his symbol of power. A symbol that no mortal can ever remove from his hands without first giving a magically based promise. It is also his most powerful weapon. He can reform the shovel into any other weapon that he has ever handled with a single thought." She continued

"Third you allowed him to have his list of weapons, even the limited number that they are, before you limited the number of hims he could become. The wording allows him, individually to have that number of weapons so you are allowing three or in the case of emergencies four times that number of weapons to be allowed. Just be glade most of those weapons are only used for training purposes to begin with and the others do not have that many in number." Her smile turned predatory

"Lastly when you allowed Henri to have a maximum of three clones and a forth in emergencies. You did not identify who would be able to identify what was an emergency. Which means it automatically defaults back to Henri as it his cloned body. Therefore, he alone can decide what constitutes an emergency. You are just lucky he has a good head on his shoulder." The smile dissolved into an innocent look.

"Auntie Hestia, you are not supposed to be giving away my secrets like that." Henri said with pout.

Hestia turned to Henri and returned to her young age. She then smiled at him and said. "At my age you have to get your fun somewhere." She then handed him four copies of the contract and disappeared into the fire.

"Slytherin the whole bunch of them," Professor McGonagall mumbled to herself.

The copies of the contract were given to Dumbledore, Agent Kent, Renee and Henri kept one himself. Dumbledore would have to reveal the contents to both the ICW and Wizengamot as well as the various teacher that it would involve. Agent Kent would have to do the same with both the magical and mundane President, the Prime Minister and the Queen. Renee would be the lucky one, she would only have to share her copy with Sirius after he returned from his most recent vacation to Las Vegas. Henri would reveal it to SHIELD, the Avengers. The Justice League, the Goblins, Camp Half Blood, the Greek gods that didn't hear it directly from Hestia, the Norse gods as well as Eric and Pam. Unlike the others, Henri's list would be done within a day.

~~o0o~~

Before Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall left that day, with Agent Kent, Henri stopped them just outside the door and gave them a final word. "I know both of you came to America hoping to reconnect with Harry James Potter, but he died nearly nine years ago. I may look something like him, I may share the same biological parents as him, I do not share the same name, nor do I share the same magic as him. Harry Potter is dead. I am Henri Rene Samedi. If you can remember that, then we will get along wonderfully. If you or your government cannot, then we will have a problem." He then shut the door.

The door shutting had a finality to it, not a rudeness, just a finality.

Just as they reached the edge of the property, the elderly educators crossed paths with the Granger family.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Miss Granger it is surprising to see you here." Professor McGonagall gasp.

"We were invited to Mr. Samedi's for dinner." Hermione chirped. "I met him yesterday after a funeral march we watched."

"Yes, we watched the same event." Dumbledore interjected.

After introductions were made, the group divided and went on their own ways. Unlike the welcome that the educators received. The feeling projected around Henri's property was now one of welcome and comfort.

~~o0o~~

In the house, Dobby was monitoring the goings on outside, while Henri was 'helping' Renee into the family parlor. This was a casual meeting and dinner and required a much less formal feeling. Just as Renee was seated across from the altar, Henri's bracer communicator vibrated.

[Team gathering, 10-15 minutes out, unless you need more time?] The digital display read.

Henri repeated the message. Just as the Grangers knocked on the door. "That sounds about right." Renee responded as Henri went to answer the door.

Henri led the Grangers into the house. "This is the formal parlor, we use it mostly for people we don't like."

"Henri!" Renee admonished.

The Grangers giggled or laughed and that was the reason for Henri's actions, which Renee knew.

"This is the family parlor," Henri said. He then began pointing out the various things that were unique to that room. "That is the household altar, please don't touch anything. That is household sacrificial brazier to the Greek gods, a portion of tonight's meal will go in there."

"I thought you were adopted by the Voodoo belief." Hermione's mother, Monica asked.

"Well, yes, but you could say I am part of a blended family." Henri began. "I am the son of the Baron, I am the nephew of not only the Ghede, but several other Loa. I am also adopted by several of the Greek gods and goddesses. I have powers and abilities that cross between the different groups."

"How did this happen?" Hermione's father, Emmett asked.

"Let's just say I was hurt by some people related to my biological parents after they were murdered. 'The Powers That Be' took an interest in me because of something that I am destined to do and decided to help." Henri explained without explaining.

"Were they punished?" Hermione asked.

"Not yet, but remember we are talking god level thinking here. The idea of man's punishment is small punishment to them." Henri responded with a smirk.

The Grangers and Renee all four cringed at the idea of what punishments gods could think of in the long term.

"I know you are new to the magical world, would you like to see some magical animals?" Henri asked.

Hermione's eyes gleamed with excitement, while curiosity showed on the elder Grangers faces. "Oh, yes, please!" Hermione nearly squealed.

Henri smiled and then in pseudo-gentlemanly manner offered his arm to Hermione. With a small giggle she took his arm. He then led the Grangers through the house and into kitchen toward the backyard.

In the kitchen, Hermione noticed the antique highchair and asked. "Is that your old highchair?"

"No," Harry laughed. "I blew mine up when I was four, that is Dobby's. He is outside, so you will meet him in a second." He then explained the herbs and tinctures as they passed. "This area is where we prepare the herbs for healing, spell work and magical tinctures."

Once they exited the house, the Grangers noticed that the yard was divided into four sections. The section nearest the house was a conversation area. The second area was divided into two sections one that was an obvious training area and another a slightly raised hardwood square. The most distance section was a definite small zoo.

"This first area is for when we have guest, so we can enjoy the breeze." Henri began to explain. "The raise area is for when I dance. I use it whenever I get upset, need to think or want to talk to my biological parent."

"You mean you can call them to you?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, sure, I just can't do it too often of it weakens my magic." Henri responded.

"The other area of course is my home training area." Henri said with a shrug. "I don't use it as much as I used to."

Just as they passed the training area, Monica and Emmett noticed Dobby feeding something. They could not tell what he was feeding due to the box that it was kept inside.

"Is that small creature, Dobby?" Monica asked.

"Yes, he is what is known as a House Elf, they are a symbiotic magical helper race." Henri explained. "They have their own type of magic, but gain magic energy and to a lesser degree life energy from having a connection to a wizard, witch, a magical family or location. The MACUSA and many countries have laws that protect how the elves are treated. Dobby is family to us, we share chores here."

"What about Great Britain?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, they have a law, but it has to do if you kill someone else's House Elf." Henri said with snarl.

"That is just wrong!" Hermine gasped.

"I agree." Henri said just as they reached Dobby. "Dobs, I would like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Granger and their daughter Hermione. I will be going to Hogwarts with Hermione. Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Hermione, this is Dobbie Samedi, my friend, my team-mate and my family."

Dobby beamed at the introduction and then bowed slightly toward the Grangers. "Hello, Master, Mistress and Miss Granger. Welcome to the Samedi home."

"What are you feeding, Dobby?" Monica asked as she peered into the box.

"Dobby is feeding the naughty Nifflers." He answered.

Monica was shocked when she looked at the box. Instead of a cage it appeared to be an open side box that was larger on the inside than on the outside. Inside the box was cave-live environment that appeared to be covered in gold, diamonds and other shiny surfaces. It was the home of five small, mole-like creatures with a long, Platypus-like snouts.

"Be careful around them." Henri warned. "While they are generally harmless, they are attracted to anything gold and shiny. They are thieves and hoarders. They don't bite, but can scratch."

Over the next few minutes Henri showed them, Mokes, Occamy, Snidgets, Fairies, Pixies, Kneazles, Krups, and Demiguise. Hermione was drawn to the Kneazles. "Sorry Hermione, but I cannot sell or even give you one, it is against the law."

"Why?" Hermione almost whined.

"MACUSA restricts the buying, raising and selling of magical creatures." Henri explained. "I was given an exemption to raise and breed endangered, rare and certain other magical species. Part of the rules for the exemption is not being able to sell or otherwise distribute the animals."

Henri then walked over to a small grove of various trees. "This next creature is a bit harder to see. As you can tell, each tree is a different type. On each tree is a different family of Bowtruckle." Harry then reached onto the nearest tree and held his hand steady for a moment. After a moment a thin, green stick-like creature crawled out onto his finger.

"Hello Stictler, how are things today?" Henri asked the small creature.

It made a small whining response, which Henri seemed to understand as he nodded. "Dobs, they need some more woodlice and the birch tree has spiders trying to infest it."

"I's take care of it." Dobby squeaked.

Stictler returned to the tree with a little wave. Hermione and Monica cooed at the small creature.

"These last creatures we are going to see have somehow crossed over into mundane world, at least as a myth." Henri explained.

They then passed three boxes that appeared to have nests but nothing in them. Hermione was just about to ask about them when a flicker in the last one caught her attention. "What was that?"

Henri laughed. "These three boxes have the females and their kits. As part of protecting themselves and their young they can turn themselves and the kits invisible, or disillusioned." He then reached into the third box and with soft voice said, "Come on Sadie, be a good girl now. You know I am not going to hurt you or them."

He then pulled on something. "Got you!"

The Grangers were surprised when the nest was filled with small rabbits with small nodules on their heads. In Henri's hands was a larger tan and white rabbit with what looked like malformed and squashed horns on its head. He faced the rabbit toward them saying, "This is Sadie, she is my oldest doe. This is her last litter of kits, she is too old for any more."

"What is she?" Emmett asked.

Henri put Sadie back with her babies, which all the animals quickly disappeared. "Just wait until we get to the males and if you don't know then, I will tell you."

When they arrived at the next set of boxes, Monica and Hermione both squealed. "Jackalopes!"

Henri laughed at their response and nodded. "Their magic is in the horns. Being that the female magic is turned inward, their horns do not form correctly. If their horns are removed, it kills them. Unlike with regular rabbits, they cannot be used for meat. Sadie will be spayed, this weekend. When she is spayed, her ability to turn invisible will end. She will be going to MACUSAs children's zoo."

Just then Henri's bracer communicator vibrated. [Incoming, by cars.]

Henri touched a Rune on the communicator and spoke, "The Grangers and I are in the backyard, we will meet you in the front yard." The words instantly transmitted into text before being sent.

He then turned to the Grangers and said, "My team is going to be here momentarily. They will be up front in a couple minutes."

"Let's head that way then," Mr. Granger suggested.

"There is a side yard with a gate over here," Henri said pointing to the right side of the house. The Granger's followed him. Just as they arrived in the front yard, a blue and green box truck, followed by a black Mini Cooper with a red Toyota Corolla bringing up the rear.

The box truck pulled directly into the driveway. The other cars, pulled off the road, over a city storm drain, barely into the yard. Unknown to the Grangers, these were the cars normal parking places. From the Corolla, Miles hopped out and crossed the yard with a bounce. From the Mini Cooper, emerged Shelly. Her eyes as usual covered with her hair. From the front of the truck, Tom emerged from the driver's side and Tammy from the passenger side.

"Wait for it?" Henri said with a smile.

"What…" Hermione began to ask.

By the time she got that word out, Tom had begun to open the rear door. Allowing Damien out from the back. Unknown to the Grangers, the back was kitted out with an over-large seat welded to the floor, made specifically for the large teen.

"My…" Monica gasp.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Hermione, I would like to introduce you to the team, The New Gens." Henri began introductions. "The big guy, is Damien. The springy kid is Miles." He then pointed to the twins and said. "They are Tom and Tammy, she is Shelly. Also known as Rampage, Spider Teen, Power Twins and Harbinger."

Henri then turned to his team and began, "Hey guys, thanks for coming. This is the Grangers, Mr. Emmett, Mrs. Monica, and Miss. Hermione."

One by one each one of the team reintroduced themselves, shaking hands with each of them.

"I have to get things started," Henri suddenly interrupted. He then shocked the Grangers by replicating himself four times. The four copies then walked off into the house.

"What, was that?" Emmett asked.

"I copied myself and went to the kitchen. He then explained that he was fully aware of what each copy was doing, at all times. He then changed the subject, so the team could get to know the Grangers.

Renee moved the party into the house. "Damien, your chair is ready for you, Dobby moved it into the family parlor, now sit down and take a load off." The elderly woman demanded of the green teen.

Over the next hour, the Grangers learned more about the members of the team.

"How did each of you end up here in New Orleans?" Monica asked.

"You know about portals that started opening up from other dimensions a few years back?" Henri asked. "Well apparently something about my connection with the Baron is the cause for those portals opening on this side. Thankfully as I mature, they are fading." He explained.

"Some of the portals open on the other end intentionally." Damien explained. "My father came from a different earth. He and my mother met after he was already here. My uncle was the start of the green," Damien said with a wave of his hand over his body. "He is a scientist and was overexposed to radiation. It caused him to become the Hulk. My mother was hurt several years ago and had to have a blood transfusion. Uncle Bruce is a match. The blood caused my mother to gain a version of the Hulk, though she had some trouble changing back. When she got with my dad, he had been exposed to some strange energy and magic. The combination when I was born, makes it so I cannot change into a smaller form, but when I get angry or upset, I do get even bigger. I also register as magical. Somewhere between what you would call a squib and a wizard. My mother moved here after my dad was killed fighting the evil version of him from this dimension."

"All three of my parents are from another dimension." Shelly announced. "My mothers were teammates with my father when they were all teenagers. After years of my dad being indecisive trying to decide between my mothers, they decided to both claim him. He agreed. They then found out their world was dying." She explained. "My dad took all the money from his adopted dad and converted it into gold, diamonds and other stones and metals. They then moved here. With the help of my grandfather from here, they all three were able to have me. Being that my parents duplicates from here are teenagers, it was best for us to move halfway between both of the Teen Titan headquarters, to keep everything easy to follow."

"My turn," Miles piped out. After a second he continued. "In my old world, I was the second Spider-man. The original Peter Parker died before I took over. Well one day I was webbing along and suddenly a portal opens up and I ended up on this earth. I found out that the portals seemed to like spider people. It had collected over a dozen Spider Men, Women, normal versions of both and alternative versions. I was the only one of me either as Miles or having my abilities, so I selected Spider Teen and Mr. Stark helped move me here. I have been here a little bit over a year. In a couple years, I am going to have to change my name, probably to something like Spider Guardian. I can't use, Spider-man.

"Well I guess that leaves us," Tammy said with a smile. "We are half human,"

"and half Exxorian." Tom continued.

"Our mother and uncle are also twins from a planet named Exxor." Tammy continued.

"Dad is of course human, from Baton Rouge." Tom finished.

"We got our power from mom, she can turn to any animal she has seen. We are similar, I can turn to land based animal."

"I can turn to any flying animal." Tom continued.

"We both can turn into any water based animal," They said at the same time.

"Enough twin speak!" Henri, Damien, Miles and Shelly echoed at the same time.

The room began to laugh.

"Our uncle Zan stays over a lot, his ex-wife Heather thinks he should be free babysitting, not only for our cousins, but for her three other kids." Tom grumbled.

"Mom slapped the crap out of her the last time she came over and started stuff. Besides all the kids are teenagers. Mom thinks she is trying to get more than what she got from the divorce." Tammy explained.

"The gold digger." Tom finished.

~~o0o~~

Over the next hour and a half, Harry and Dobby prepared dinner for the eleven of them. With Damien present, that meant they was cook for more like twenty. Dobby had been preparing a seafood gumbo for most of the day, it had only been marginally watched by Renee and later by Henri. The elf had learned to make it as well as any native. The first Henri was overseeing all the activities in the kitchen, setting up the table in the back yard and preparing the rice base for the other food.

Another Henri was working on a seafood boil. While a third was working on Dirty rice and the forth was making Étouffée. The third and fourth were sharing the dessert making Bananas Foster and a version of Doberge cake with chocolate and caramel renamed Dobby cake.

Hermione came in to watch several times but did not stay long, she preferred to stay out of the way. Even though watching the ordered chaos of the multiple Henri and the tiny elf bobbing between them was attractive for not only her to watch, but her parents.

"Are you enjoying the show?" Each Henri asked at the same time, startling Hermione the last time she visited the kitchen. The fifth Henri having snuck up behind her.

"Yes, but that is a lot of food." Hermione responded.

"We always eat big, plus Miles and Damien eat a lot." The Henri behind her answered.

"Are all these copies of you going to be eating?" She asked.

"No, anything eaten by one is eaten by all, so after everything is on the table, I will recombine."

Fifteen minutes later, the food was taken outside and a call went out, "Dinner, come and get it. Just remember age before beauty."

Renee was the first to the table, as expected. A blessing was given. Henri showed the Grangers the way that food was given as an offering. The others followed suit and the meal commenced.

That night friendships were made. Hero worshipping died as the heroes just became regular people. The fear of magic lost some of its power that night. New family connections were made instead.