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-Diagon Alley-
"So... I think this ans that there are sentient books..." my dad said, looking strangely and curiously at The Monster Book of Monsters in my arms.
"Well, that's not the weirdest thing I've seen since we walked into Diagon Alley today," my mom said with a shrug.
"True" my father also shrugged.
We had just left Flourish and Blotts after I bought the books I needed for my classes this year.
I actually already had a lot of books, and among them there were several books of all Hogwarts subjects, even the books that were ordered this year, so I actually just went to the bookstore to buy the Care of Magical Creatures book.
It was funny the face the salesperson made when I specifically asked for the Monster Book, and it was even funnier to see the comical look on his face when the book didn't try to bite but instead snuggled into my arms like a puppy wanting to be petted.
'I'm glad the book didn't try to bite , since if it had bitten I would have punched it until it obeyed ' I thought with a happy smile on my face, and for so reason the Monster Book in my arms trembled in fear.
"Mom, can we have ice cream?" Cele asked, pointing to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.
"Hmm, yes, but only one, since you get very agitated when you eat too much candy," my mom said, pinching Cele's nose affectionately.
"Yay!" Cele exclaid happily.
"Oh, magic ice cream" my dad said with a sick look.
"Oh dear, it's not the ice cream or the ice cream parlour fault that you ate a bad tasting ice cream, it's your fault that didn't listen to Ethan's warnings" my mom said, and I on the side huffed as I smothered my laugh with my hand, rembering why my father doesn't like wizarding ice cream parlours.
"Is it my fault? How was I supposed to know that an ice cream called the Mysterious Every Flavor could literally taste like anything?!" my father asked with an indignant expression.
"You already ate the Every Flavor Beans, so shouldn't it have been obvious to you that that ice cream could taste like, well… anything?" I asked, looking at my dad with a raised eyebrow.
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"Well... Now that you ntion it..." he said looking away embarrassed.
"And that's why, darling, everyone considers the sensible and intelligent person in our marriage," my mother said, pinching my father's cheek lovingly, and he blushed, embarrassed, but with a silly smile on his face.
And he also made a point of ignoring the whipping sound I made.
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-A few days later – Private Room at Leaky Cauldron-
'Hmm, okay, I think I'm developing a law phobia' I wondered.
I was currently sitting while leaning my elbows on the table in front of , reading so papers my mom and I had prepared beforehand.
I was in a private room waiting for the lawyer I'd hired to arrive.
After talking to the goblins I discovered that there were so law firms in Diagon Alley, and I took the address, na and basic information of these agencies until one caught my eye.
What caught my eye was the na of one of the employees at an agency called "Callaghan's Laws and Contracts", and that employee's na was Edward Tonks aka Ted Tonks, father of 'Don't call Nymphadora' Tonks .
Because of that na I didn't even have to look at the information from the other agencies. I imdiately sent a letter to Ted's agency asking for their services, specifying that I wanted him to be the one to co talk to .
And now here I am, waiting for the father of one of the best characters in the franchise to show up.
As I was rereading the papers in front of , I felt two people approach my room, and one of them was Tom.
*Knock! Knock!*
"Ethan, Ted is here" Tom said, and then I heard the door open.
"Thanks Tom" Ted said nodding to the pub owner, who nodded back, closing the door and giving us privacy to talk.
"Hello Mr. Tonks," I said, standing up and reaching out to greet the blond and slightly big-bellied man who had just entered the room.
Ted was wearing a formal suit, and he also sported a neat little mustache on his face along with a calm smile, giving the impression that he was soone friendly.
"Hello Mr. Night" he said shaking my hand with a strange smile on his face, "I wasn't expecting my client to be so young"
Listening to him I simply smiled with a shrug.
Ted then put his briefcase on the floor and sat in the chair across from , raising an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the papers in front of .
"So, in the letter you sent you didn't specify what you wanted my services for" Ted started the conversation.
"Actually, the service I hired you for is more like a consultancy," I said, and with Ted's curious look I continued, "I'd like soone familiar with the wizarding laws to help publish my books on this side of the world"
"Do you want to help you publish your books? Are you a writer?" Ted asked, to which I nodded in confirmation, "What books have you written?" he asked curiously.
"I'm the writer of three book franchises that are sowhat famous in the Muggle world. They are The Inheritance Cycle, Percy Jackson, and The Chronicles of Narnia," I said, and I saw Ted's eyes widen in surprise.
"Wait! Are you telling that you are the author of these works!?" he asked with a shocked look on his face.
"Ahnn, yes" I nodded confused by his outburst, "My na is Ethan Night, and everyone knows that the author of these books only uses his 'pseudonym' which is Night... And from your expression I suppose that you've read my books, right?" I said.
And Ted nodded automatically.
"Well then hello, I'm the author of these works" I said with an amused smile on my face.
"This... I can't believe it, my wife and I are huge fans of your works!" Ted said now excitedly, and this ti I looked at him in surprise, as I thought he had only read my books, not that he was a fan.
'Err, I'm still not used to having a lot of fans around the world. First it was Penny, and now Ted... Who's next? Hermione?' I thought, chuckling inwardly.
"Well, I feel really happy to et soone who is a fan of my works" I said with a smile to Ted, and he smiled back.
"Well, now that I know who my client is and what he wants my services for, I feel it has now beco my obligation to help you with the legislation to publish your books in our world" Ted said with a friendly smile and amused, and then he picked up his briefcase and placed it on the table, opening it and taking so papers from inside.
"If you can help , I'll give you and your wife the sequel to my books in advance, which also happen to be part of a special and limited edition that I plan to publish in a few months... And with my autograph," I said jokingly, but the look Ted gave made realize that maybe I had offered him sothing too tempting, and that I'm probably going to regret it.
"So, Mr. Night, I think you'd better start prepping your quill for the autographs," Ted said, a resolute and a little obsessive look on his face.
"Err... Okay?" I said slowly.
'New rule. Never try to bribe a fan again' I thought, sweating.
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-Nights' House-
Coming ho from my business eting with Ted, I went straight to my room, as my parents and Cele weren't ho and wouldn't arrive until a little later.
Ted had explained to what I needed to do and what papers to sign in order to publish my books in so wizarding bookshop.
He also told about so things I had thought about before. Ted had told that I could publish the books, but I would have to be of legal age or have the permission of my magical guardian, who was currently the Headmaster and the Professor Flitwick.
I trusted them both enough to know that they wouldn't abuse the fact that they were my magical guardians, not least because, even with them being my current guardians in the wizarding world, the ones who had the most control over things related to were my parents, both in the muggle world as well as the wizarding world, and not even the Ministry of Magic could dispute that.
But thinking about magic guardian made think of sothing.
I knew that at so point the Headmaster Dumbledore might be removed from his position as headmaster of Hogwarts, and that with that the next headmaster would have so control over my life in the wizarding world.
And sothing Ted had told is that the ministry also has so control over my life, and they could choose another magical guardian for by themselves, and that didn't sit well with .
And as I listened to that and realized the implications it would have on my life, I started to think about ways to achieve my emancipation.
I didn't have to think long before an idea ca to my mind, and this idea had many advantages, the main one being that this idea was connected to one of my plans for my fourth year.
And to put it simply, the plan involved entering the Tri-Wizard Tournant as the champion of Hogwarts, where I would be considered of legal age – accidentally and involuntarily – by the ministry and Hogwarts, and also by the magic of the Goblet of Fire's magical contract.
And before anyone asks if this is possible, yes it is.
After reading many books about the tournant, about emancipation and about magical contracts I was able to co to this conclusion.
And thanks to that I knew my plan would work, and that was a good thing, as I couldn't think of any other way to beco emancipated, at least not legally.
'Well, in addition to earning my emancipation, I can also gain so montary fa in the wizarding world to boost the sales of my books' I shrugged my shoulders, 'And that fa would increase even more if I showed so of my talent in the tournant tasks, sothing I'm obviously going to do' I thought, now with a slightly arrogant and competitive look on my face.
And as I was imagining people's expressions realizing how amazing I am, sothing ca to mind.
'Wow, I just realized how similar to Lockhart I sounded' I thought with a shudder running through my body, 'I just hope that if I win the tournant, I don't gain any fans like his obsessive and passionate fans'
End.
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(End AN: Spring has just started in the country where I live.
And now the rainy and hot season has started too... *cry*
Why can't it be cold all year round!?)
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