HP: I Have "Pure" Magic

Chapter 32:

(A.N.: Guys, I feel like I shot myself in the foot by asking. I had thought that everyone would be a decent human and choose to not go further, but most of you turned out to be scumbags.... So, I'll say this to the everyone: Don't worry. There relationship won't be based on the events that are going to happen in this chapter. The MC won't have a relationship based on pity. It might, at most gain him someone other than himself and Harry in that world who would care about him.)

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(MC POV)

"So.... now, in this world, I only care about you and Harry." I said, then continued

"So... you'll have to excuse me for getting flustered when I saw you kneel there. It reminded me of a similar case that happened in the past. Let me... tell you about the last time I saw grandma." I said as a haunted look came on my face.

Tonks had, by now, forgotten her little one minute incident and now had pulled back enough from the hug so that our faces were close to each other in order to look at me. I continued,

"That day, after school, I directly went to her at her cottage like I used to..." I said nostalgically.

" Grandma was sitting in her favourite chair, like always. So I greeted her and went to kitchen to make soup for her. She was very old so usually had a maid taking care of her. But today, I didn't see the maid. So I made her soup while berating the maid for her laziness." I said with a somewhat melancholic smile on face. "Grandma didn't say anything. So, I thought she must have been sleeping. She had her down, with her hair covering most her face. So went to wake her up, with the bowl of soup in my hand. I shook her gently but she wasn't waking up.....I had thrown the bowl the bowl of soup aside by now, as I tried and tried...to wake her up." Tonks had now started crying. I closed my eyes and delivered the finishing blow. "But...She never woke up."

*crack*

My ribs were making cracking sounds due to how hard she was hugging me.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm-"

*sigh*

I sighed as I patted her back gently, "It's alright, Dora. She was very old. Both of us knew she.... didn't have long to live. And, it happened a long time ago."

I do want to tell her everything about the Chris identity and now I've already established that grandma taught me a lot things, she died, and then I can use this information as a base to explain about my Millionaire identity. Now, she just need to be away from Dumbledore or have very strong occlumency shields.

"Alright! Now I've told you about my story. Now, you've to tell me what had gotten you so down when before I meet you today." I said, changing the subject.

"But-"

"No buts. I'm really alright now. I just told you all that because I wanted you to know the reason why I was so flustered, ok? It wasn't some cute reaction." I said a bit impatiently. Then I continued in a teasing tone, "Now tell me what happened earlier, that turned the 'incredible Dora' into 'crying Dora'."

"Oh, t-that was nothing too bad, a-alright? It's just something happened that brought up my old memories..."

'So, I was right.' I thought to myself. 'She does have a trauma regarding her name. Though after finding out my circumstances, at least she's now out of that gloomy state.'

'I'll not force her to tell me, though. Now, she just needs to cheer her-' My thoughts were interrupted by her.

"Now that I see it, there's a lot to you than what I saw in my first impression." Dora said as she studied me.

"Oh? And what was your first impression of me?" I asked curiously.

"When I saw you yesterday, I thought you were just a very cheerfully and mischievous first year." she said but then quickly continued as I gave her a deadpan look.

"But I've noticed a lot of things different about you." she said as she narrowed her eyes at me.

"Let's see, hmm... you act, kind of, mature for your age. You can already do a lot of spells which the other first years and even second years can't do. Annndd...You've had a very rough childhood, but you're still so... positive. It really makes many of my problems seem so... childish."

'Oh..look at this girl, acting all Sherlock in front me'

"Hey, you act like you've already got me all figured out already! You've known me for what? Two days? And you think you know everything?" I said playfully.

"Ha! Don't try to bluff here. Now, you're just trying to sound mysterious."

"Oh....My little Dora, what's with this round-about way of asking? You just say it clearly if you want to know more about me so much."

"W-what're you talking about?! I was just telling you about what I know about you. That's all!" She said as her hair were not mousy brown anymore and had started changing colours.

"Alright, alright, I was just messing with you." I said as I raised my hands to pacify her. "Though aren't you curious at all?"

"Nope." She huffed. " Infact, I've better things to do. I need to practice." She said started turning away.

"Oh really?" I asked, smirking as I took out two Nimbuse 2000 from my 4d Pocket and Dora stopped dead on her tracks.

"And here I thought that... you'd play with me on these brand new cuties that I've got." I said as I look at her reaction. Her jaw had stopped a bit, and she was trying to form words.

"So, Dora. Not curious at all, right?" I asked teasingly. I can simply explain this by telling her that I was one of those lucky bastards, who just turn out to be the last descendent of a house.

*gulp* she gulped as she looked at the two brand new shinning broomsticks in my hand with shinning eyes as her hair turned bright.

Looking at her cute reaction, I laughed and tossed her one of the brooms as the room started expanding. It grew to an incredibly size, similar to the room of lost things, but empty.

Dora also couldn't resist and finally joined me as I requested the room to summon quaffles, bluggers, snitches and goal rings as well.

We had fun rest of the time we were there that night, throwing all the corny stuff in the back of our minds for the moment, after which, we had to leave because of the classes the next day.

Hogwarts was turning out to be more fun than I'd thought while the actual events had yet to start happening. They're trolls, basilisk, dementors, some kind of nonsense tournament, and a lot of filler things....

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