Harry Potter and The Dimensional Portal

Chapter : 12

"I have already been informed by my Lord Black he has no wish or desire to communicate with you, at this time, through any means or form. As a daughter of the House of Black it is my duty to my Lord to obey that instruction. As such I cannot act as your, as you put it, agent.

"My Lord has not yet ordered me to resign my membership of the Order of the Phoenix. However, I've no doubt he'll do precisely that if you attempt to push matters. So, please don't do that.

"Is there anything else I can do for you, Headmaster; that does not involve me speaking with my Lord on your behalf?"

Through the tone and words used by the young witch opposite, knowing them not to be her normal tone or conversational English structure, Dumbledore knew what she'd just said to him must have been rehearsed; or at least prepared in advance. As such, he knew that whoever had prepared her had anticipated he'd try something like this. That meant he wasn't going to accomplish anything by pushing it.

With his typical hard-done-by sigh and expression of disappointment, Dumbledore sat back in his chair and said, "No, Miss Tonks. I believe you have made your point."

As Tonks then gave a firm nod back and began to rise, he said, "I find myself most bitterly disappointed Sirius thinks so little of me after all I've done for him."

Now standing before his desk, Tonks developed a light frown. "All you've done for him?" she scoffed. "Did you know that Madam Bones told him that if you had immediately gone to her back in mid-1994, when you first learned he was both innocent and hadn't received a trial, she would have given him one? She swore she'd have ensured his safety.

"That meant he'd have been found innocent back in about July of 1994. That also meant he wouldn't have lived for the past two years as a virtual prisoner in his own home. That also meant his godson would not have gone haring off to the Ministry last week in an attempt to save him.

"In other words, Headmaster Dumbledore, he knows that, as a result of your deliberate inaction, you got his godson killed.

"And you're trying to force the issue of speaking with him?! Blood feuds have been called for less, Dumbledore."

She then spun away, walked back to the floo, used her own supply of floo powder kept in a pouch at her belt for that purpose to activate the floo and disappeared through the fireplace with a call of "Diagon Alley!"

She left behind a yet again shocked Albus Dumbledore.

Once Tonks had left his office, thinking of Sirius Dumbledore thought, 'At least the boy now recognises young Harry is dead.'

That led him to allowing his eyes to fall upon the various trinkets sitting on a small 'occasional' table off to his left. On that table were trinkets, doo-dads and knick-knacks that were... or had been... tied to the boy. They had been used to monitor the boy's health; the Horcrux behind the scar; his emotional state; the wards on his aunt's property in Little Whinging, Surrey; the blood magics his mother had wrought upon him; and ones to track his exact location. They were all now inert. And, to Dumbledore, that meant the boy truly was dead.

He could not have used those to prove the boy was dead to anyone else, though. The fact he had tracking charms and the like on the boy was, due to him not legally being the boy's magical guardian, illegal. Now that he was legally declared dead it meant they were no longer necessary, anyway. For the time being he would keep them right where they were, though, as a reminder to himself he needed to pay closer attention in future to his pawn- people.

However, what Dumbledore was completely unaware of was that the monitors and trackers did not fail because Harry was dead. The monitors all failed, in part, because the magic tying the trinkets to the boy could not stretch the approximately 8.6 light years between them and where Harry ended up. As such, they simply snapped. The only ones that were accurate, even though they too would have snapped, were the ones monitoring the Horcrux and the protection magic on the boy. Both had failed.

When Harry went through the Veil, the 'magics' of the wormhole on the other side stripped away the soul fragment - not a Horcrux - from behind his scar, as well as the blood magics that were being use to protect the boy and block the ongoing attempt at possession of him by the soul fragment. This released back to him the approximately ten percent of his magic being used to empower the protection enchantment cast on him by his mother. It also broke the blood ward link between him and his aunt and uncle's place in Little Whinging; thereby freeing up a further approximately fifteen percent of his magic.

Further, the darkness and subtle confusion magic that had constantly plagued him, though he did not know if it, since the night his parents were murdered and he was 'infected' with that soul fragment had also been wiped away. As he had no idea that was what was causing him to be only an average student, as he had been 'average' for all of his remembered life, with it now gone he was finding himself able to rationally and logically think things through. He had quickly begun to notice that when he returned to trying to teach himself Occlumency.

He was now using that rational and logical thought process to make life better for himself on a planet he realised had to be light years from the planet Earth. His primary school education on the subject of 'Outer Space' told him at least that.

Without access to texts on magic he was using his wits, memories and fifth year magical education to figure out what he needed to do to survive. His first big epiphany was, of course, that magic was all about intent. Even with supposed accidental magic you needed to intend for something to happen for it to happen.

His second epiphany was realising accidental magic, in most cases, wasn't as accidental as most witches and wizards thought. Wandless in almost all cases, yes; but it had to have been driven by willpower.

While spells he had learnt and began to learn from his memories of texts he had read and could now far more vividly remember came much easier, he still had to create his own charms and such through employing sheer willpower and intent.

One thing he had reasoned out related to Gamp's Fourth Law, transfigured food could not be consumed without great harm to the person who ate it. However, if you transfigured existing food into another food, then Gamp's Fourth Law didn't apply.

Knowing it could possibly kill him, but also knowing he really had no choice if he was going to do more than survive on this planet, he first tried to transfigure water into pumpkin juice.

It worked. Further, it didn't kill him.

His next effort was to transfigure the lizard meat he'd freshly caught into a roast lamb, his favourite meat. It, too, worked; so long as he made the transfiguration only last long enough for him to get the food into his stomach. He'd already realised that, once it was past his taste buds, how it tasted no longer mattered.

Realising as an 'omnivore' he properly needed plant-based food as well as meat to stay healthy, he'd also found a few edible plants that didn't make him sick; though they did taste foul, even after cooking them. He'd watched what plants the lizard rats ate and believed those to have the least risk. These, too, he cast weak transfigurations upon to last only long enough to get into his stomach.

After leaving Dumbledore's office, Tonks flooed directly to the Leaky Cauldron, the pub that acted as a gateway between muggle London and Diagon Alley. From there she apparated to a small grove of trees to the side of a park she knew of not far from Harry's home in Little Whinging.

There, she met Remus Lupin, who immediately scanned her for tracking and listening charms and the like. Surprising them both, they found none. Then both apparated to the Ministry atrium in London before then taking a floo, the only method of access to the place other than using the front door, to 12 Grimmauld Place in Kings Cross…

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