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When he was done he found himself sheepishly smiling at the girl ringing in his things. He had too much to carry on one trip. He paid the girl using his 'bank card'. Griphook had given it to him, sneaking it in the pile of his things from buying the house with a note about the pin number. There had also been a note explaining how it worked. Gringotts had one large vault that contained pounds. When the bank card was used the money would appear in the account it needed to be given to and that number would be marked down. At the end of the month Gringotts would tally up who had spent what and deduct it from their vaults.
"Can I come back for a second trip in a while? My place is about a seven minute walk away." Harry asked as he realized he could only take half with him.
"Sure kid." She said popping some bubble gum. "I'll stick it back here with me. Give me your name so I can write it on the note."
"Harry Potter."
"Got it."
"Actually." Harry started. "Can I leave this here a moment? I need to run over to the grocery market."
"Sure, whatever." She said.
He pushed the full wheelbarrow up to the pile of his plants and then ducked from the place. He scurried over to the store. Once in there he grabbed a basket and set off to find what he needed. He had nothing at the moment. Not even a stove or a fridge so he had to get items he didn't need stored or cooked. His taps gave out very hot water though so he could have tea and porridge. He picked out those amongst some fruits, bread, jam, and some other small items. He also bought a water piture and some juice mix along with some simple plastic cups, bowls, and utensils. When he was finished he paid and when no one was looking stuffed the grocery bags into his satchel.
When he returned to the Garden Center he found a different lady where the girl had been but she had been told of the situation and smiled at him as he took off with the wheelbarrow. This time it took him ten minutes to make it back to his place as he was pushing a full wheelbarrow. When he did get back though he dropped all the stuff off in the garage and wheeled the wheelbarrow back towards the garden center. He smiled at the lady who helped him load the rest of his things into the barrow and waved him out the door.
Harry found this trip a bit more taxing as he had two small fruit trees tucked in to the wheelbarrow. He could barely see around them. He took a few extra minutes because of this problem, but finally reached his place where he left them with the other things in the garage. He walked into the house to find the carpenters still there adding the finishing touches to his large red fireplace.
He thanked them and paid them upfront as he watched them apparate away. Then he found Hedwig sitting on the window sill of his room. He called her down and sent her off with a note to Griphook asking if he could tell Harry if he could hire some warders. He was going to make his place safe. Because it was his.
Harry woke slowly, confused as to why he had woke. Then he heard the faint knocking. He leapt to his feet, slipping out of his sleeping bag and hurrying from his room and down two sets of stairs. He slid to a stop in front of the door and popped it open to find three men and a woman standing outside.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"We're the warders you hired." The tallest man said cheerfully.
Harry frowned.
"I had not known Griphook had replied to my note."
"Oh!" the man blinked. "I forgot. Here."
He turned to the last of the men, shorter then all the rest, and Harry found Hedwig resting on his shoulder. She flapped over to Harry who untied the message from her leg.
The warders shall see you early morning. They are able to be trusted to a limited degree.
Griphook
Harry twitched but opened the door wider.
"Please come in, and excuse my attire."
He was dressed in some black pyjamas. At least they were just plain and not at all embarrassing.
"Nice gardens." The third guys said.
"Thank you." Harry smiled pleasantly.
With garden supplies things had gone much faster. He'd dug up all the old weeds and upturned all the dirt, mixing in some fertilizer. Then he'd planted all the already-sprouting-flowers he'd bought. He'd even gone back for more. The front garden was filled and flourishing. The back yard he'd planted seeds for flowers and converted one of the large center gardens into a vegetable garden. He'd mixed carrot seeds, turnip seeds, beet seeds, and other vegetables amongst the flower gardens.
Harry sheepishly smiled at the four when they saw the empty house.
"I apologize for the lack of seats. I just moved in yesterday and haven't gone to get my furniture yet."
"It's fine." The only woman said gruffly. "What wards did you want up? The goblin Griphook gave us just a standard list. Anti-fire, anti-termite, and anti-pest wards. He also said you needed wards to keep muggle electricity and appliances working. He also suggested you get wards around all the windows so that should you perform magic it will look like regular stuff to the muggles outside."
"Could you do that last one on my greenhouse also, along with the Anti-fire one."
"Yup." The woman nodded pulling a pad of paper and pencil out.
She scribbled it down while the three men glanced around, leaving the conversation to her.
"Can I have wards around the place that stop me from being tracked?"
"Yup. We can do that. We can add ones that also strip off tracking charms as you enter too. Same for other people and owls."
"Perfect. What do you have in way of security wards?"
"Griphook said you wouldn't need those." She said.
"What? Why?"
She looked up at him and blinked.
"Cause he said you have a rare type of blood ward around the place."
"I thought that would be destroyed when I left my Aunt's house."
"You don't know anything about wards do you kid?"
"No." he admitted.
"Well blood wards are the strongest wards you can make as they tie in with blood obviously. The strongest type is created when someone tied very closely, sibling or parent or child, sacrifice their life and magic for the recipient. They have to do it of free will though and at the moment when the one it's targeting is in danger. They also have to be fully aware of what they're doing as some of it takes spells beforehand and preparation such as runes in the area and spells cast around the recipient. When the sacrifice dies, their magic, blood, and life force mix together in a very complex ward. If the recipient is a child like you were they have to stay with someone who shares their blood to allow the blood ward to settle and anchor. When they officially become an adult, recognized by magic, such as coming of age, the blood ward untangles from the other blood relative who helped keep it anchored until the child was able to fully anchor it themselves. Then wherever they consider home, the blood wards settle. You've accepted this place as your home and so the blood wards that are tied to your life, blood, and magic recognize this place as your home. They've already almost fully settled around the property."
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