New And Improved Harry Potter

Harry's POV

It had been a hard battle; the army was larger in this room. After an hour of fighting, making sure not to kill the little buggers, they finally got the queen. Harry looked at the royal doxy he held captive in his hand. She was bigger than her minions, longer too. Where the soldiers were palm size, she was the length of his whole hand. Her coloring was darker as well. She stood in his grasp and glared at him, folding her four arms over her flat chest. He glared back and the two got into a staring contest, until Sirius cleared his throat, which made them turn their angry gaze to the dogman.

"Funny as it is to see you try and dominate a pest, don't you think you should… I don't know, find out if she can understand you?" Sirius asked with a chuckle. The way they had been battling the doxies meant that they were, at the very least, as intelligent as house elves. They didn't seem to have any magic though, just higher thinking.

"Fine," the teen huffed, and turned back to the queen. "Can you understand me?" he asked, leaning in a bit, causing her head to move back.

"Of course, I can, you pitiful human," came the tiniest voice Harry had ever heard.

He leaned in further to hear it better, and she bit his ear. "Ow!" he yelped, pulling back. "Here now, none of that. I wanted to make a deal with you," he said, clearing the venom with a wave of his free hand.

"What could you possibly offer me? We were doing well here, until you came along. There was plenty to eat and no humans to bother us," she snarled, making Harry chuckle at her.

"Well, first off, I'd like to know how you can understand us. Particularly, if there were no humans around," Sirius inquired. Like he had said before he had never seen doxies act like this and wondered what caused the change.

"I'm not sure," she confessed unwillingly. If it hadn't been for the tight hand that held her and the fact they had her children in that prison box, she wouldn't have said anything. "One day we were mindlessly eating, when I suddenly had a coherent thought. If I have one, then my swarm has one. It started out small and then progressed to the intelligence you see now. We learned most of our language from the portraits. They are a talkative bunch. Not a nice crowd though, you filthy blood-traitor. Your mother really doesn't like you." she smirked at Sirius, making him growl a bit.

"That's okay, I don't like her much either," he perked up with a grin. He smiled at the memory of the tirade that portrait had had, until Harry simply vanished her mid-rant. Nothing warmed his heart more than to see that crone completely gone from this earth. Couldn't happen to a nicer bitch. He had said as much to Harry, making the teen laugh.

"Were you in this room when it happened?" Harry asked, looking around with his map scanning the room. There were definitely dark objects here. There was a necklace that radiated evil. He squinted his eyes at it and thought about destroying it. Before he could, his attention was captured by the doxy's answer.

"Yes, I never leave this room. It is where my nest is," she said, not giving any indication where said nest was.

"What do you see, Harry?" Sirius asked, looking around to see if he could feel what Harry seemed to be feeling.

"There's a necklace over there," the teen answered, nodding his head to the cabinet. "Feels like a horcrux."

"Are you going to destroy it?" the dogman asked, backing away from the cabinet.

"I want to, but something is telling me that others have to know besides Bones. I mean, I can't find them all, so I wonder who else could," Harry replied, listening to Spock give him some advice.

"Maybe you should give it to Waters. He might know people," was the thoughtful suggestion. That man seemed to know how to get things done, so he should know the right sort of people.

"Sure, I'll send it to him tomorrow," Harry said, it was good suggestion and Waters hadn't steered him wrong yet. The lawyer was one of the few adults Harry respected. "Okay, now, back to you. What should we do with you and yours?" he asked as he looked back to the queen.

"You're not going to kill us?" she questioned with narrow eyes. She wasn't sure if she could trust this human, but she could feel her hive in the back of her mind, hurt but alive.

"Nope," our hero replied, making her sag with relief. "I thought we could put you to good use. I mean, you won't be effective to a large number of people, but you could take down a few at a time." A few plans were already going through his head. An army of any kind would be useful. Even if they only took a few out of the battle ground. Not that he planned on fighting anyone, but it never hurts to make allies. After all, he had two crazy old men after him for one reason or another. Who knows what the future would bring? Well, Luna, but she only got flashes, and they were usually in the immediate future.

"Then can you find us a place that's not so evil?" she asked hesitantly. She was worried for her offspring. Whatever caused their sentience was making a few of them rebellious. She knew that if they broke off from the hive, they would die. They needed to be part of the swarm to live, but there was dissention in the ranks. Some were even questioning on whether or not they should overthrow the throne. It would be suicide at a mass proportion. She had yet to produce another queen, she hoped it would be soon. The hive was getting very large, and it would need to split soon. That could only happen if there was another queen. Perhaps in the new batch of eggs.

"What? You just got through saying you liked it here," the confused teen said, wondering what caused that quick turnaround.

"Not really. Now that we can think, it's very depressing here," she hedged, looking around at the gloomy room and shivering. "We just never left because it was convenient," she shrugged and held out all four hands in a 'what can you do' manner.

"Let me think about it," Harry said, scratching his head. "Until then, let's get you with your family."

"Wait!" she yelled. "I need my eggs… please," she tried not to beg, but it was a close thing.

"Sure," Harry said, not really caring if she took them or not. "Where are they?"

She pointed to her nest and with a wave of his hand, he relocated the post of the bed into the TARDIS box, causing said bed to crash to the floor. No big loss, it was trash anyway. He then bid the queen goodbye and added her there as well.

"Well, that's done. And I'm ready for bed. Do you want to go back to the Shack or stay here?" Sirius asked with huge yawn.

"Let's go back. I don't want the girls to worry."

"Right, poof away," the older man said with a grin. He did much prefer Harry's form of travel. He was almost to the point where he could do it as well. Harry had given him the comic book he had gotten the idea from, but Sirius was more into the story than to learn new magic from it. Wolverine was a hoot. What he could do to Death Eaters with claws like that.

Harry grabbed the TARDIS prison, then his godfather and the two disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

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