Harry Potter Breaking Free

Evening At The Delacour Manse...

Harry didn't usually make a spectacle of either his meditation practice or the time he spends in his Mindscape. He usually just found a quiet place and got to it. Tonight, he was going to need some extra precautions. Tonight, he'd be sifting through his most painful memories in order to get them out of the way. The reason he was approaching the task with any optimism at all was because he currently had some very unique help that would normally cost a fortune.

Veela's are very, very special ladies. They're the world's best psychologists because they can astral project themselves into your dreams or Dreamscapes (Mindscapes that happen while you're sleeping). Harry was about to take a potion to help him fall asleep early in the evening, and then Appoline was going to help him deal with his memories.

Appoline had explained what they had planned to the rest of her family over dinner, at which point Adrien had suggested that the show be moved to the living room. He thought it was wise that the healing happen in a neutral environment, where he could watch over them. That's the reason why Harry was currently laying down on a summoned bed in the middle of the Delacour living room, flanked by the Delacour parents. It was enough to make him grateful for the sleeping potion. Getting himself into a natural sleep felt just a little bit impossible under the circumstances…

Turning his head to the side so that he was facing Appoline, Harry vented his current thoughts, in a voice that was just a little bit slurred. "Am I asleep already? This feels just a little bit surreal?"

Appoline smiled from the chair she'd arranged right next to 'Arry's bed. "Not yet 'Arry, but any second now you will be. That was a very strong sleeping draught, so it should work on even your crazy metabolism."

Just as Appoline finished speaking, Fleur marched into the room, dragged over a chair and then took a seat on 'Arry's right.

Appoline, Adrien and Harry, all looked at Fleur in completely unconcealed surprise.

"Umm Fleur," Harry slurred out, fighting off his growing drowsiness for the moment. This... procedure will be extremely intimate as well as unpleasant and you still seem conflicted. Are you sure about this?" Harry was feeling both oddly touched and unnecessarily nervous at exactly the same time.

In response to Harry's question, Fleur looked down at the boy with an extremely determined look on her face. "You listen here 'Arry. I may hate the effect your magic has on mine, but I also dislike the idea of you hurting yourself. You want honesty from me right? Well here it is. I want your magic under control ASAP, and I want to help keep you safe."

Easing back into the mattress again, Harry sluggishly smiled up at the ceiling. Defying all common sense, he'd found Fleur's barbed explanation rather comforting. "That was a very passive aggressive answer you just gave me, Fleur. Welcome aboard. Appoline. Can you give Fleur some calming draught like the one you took? My reactions to my memories won't be pretty. It'll be a long and upsetting night if you're not prepared."

Appoline and her daughter looked at each other for just a moment, before Fleur drank back a dose of the strong calming draught.

As he started losing consciousness, Harry smiled softly at the two ladies. "Thanks in advance. I'll see... you... in... a..."

In the next instant, Harry found himself free floating in space, waiting for the two Veela ladies to come and join him. For security reasons, he'd made this patch of space the designated spawning point for anyone trying to enter his Mindscape. The problem was he wasn't sure if it was appropriate under the circumstances. After a few moments of consideration, Harry took the time to make a bubble of warm air surrounding himself. The idea was that when the Delacour ladies arrived, they'd be comfortable without ruining the view.

All of the sudden, two hands dug deep into the meat of Harry's shoulders, as a very surprised pair of Veela began floating in space at his sides. While Appoline was making no secret of how amazed she was, Fleur's reaction was quite a bit more complex.

"Free falling, in orbit, in space... Really 'Arry?" In a direct contradiction to her words, Fleur's eyes were flitting around in poorly concealed interest.

With an expansive arm movement, Harry gestured at his Mindscape planet far below them. "Let me ask you this, Fleur. Where do you think my memories are?"

In the wake of Harry's question, the two Delacours just floated there for several seconds, staring down towards a white painted metal shell surrounding an entire planet. The shell had the words "THINK AGAIN" painted on its surface in massive red letters.

"Think again," Fleur prompted, in lieu of actually answering Harry's question.

Uhhh yeah," Harry hedged with just a little bit of embarrassment leaking into his voice. It's... You know... It's a play on words. This whole place is supposed to represent my mind... Think again... Get it?"

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