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Title: Truth Be Told
Fandom: Dresden Files (TV)
Characters/Pairings: Bob, Harry, Justin
Rating: PG-13
Length: This chapter: +2900
Summary: AU. Bob decided to protect young Harry from Justin as much as he could, and now Harry himself must work some things out.
Spoilers: For the episode 1x10 \e greenhouse (even Bob had agreed on that one; “You're not ready for most of what lurks in there,” he'd said. Harry wondered if he'd ever be old enough for all the stuff that 'lurked' in the manor).
All those instructions left him with very few ways of action, most of them variations of standing up under the Sun the whole evening.
Standing up under the Sun, like a lizard. Which rhymed with wizard.
That'd make him Harry Dresden, the wizard lizard.
Which in turn sounded like a character in a children's book.
And why not? He was a kid who was being taught magic by a ghost while living in a manor with a rich uncle who –luckily, truth be told– preferred to be locked up in his room working or away, te'd never been in his time in the manor. He knew there was a cook, an elderly woman he'd seen only once or twice; she did her work and left, perhaps not wanting to make her employer angry by showing a personal interest for the people she served. Uncle Justin was always going about how people should remain in 'their places', whatever that was. Her food was quite good, though.
As they entered, Harry noticed three things. One, the cook wasn't in there. Two, the cake he sort of, kind of, half expected to see was nowhere in sight. Three, in the kitchen floated the warm smell of things –sugar, cinnamon, fruit beginning to be a little too old– that reminded him of home. Not this place where he lived now. Home. And of his dad and what the two of them could be doing right now I'm so proud of you today, Harry. "

Harry 'I make my uncle proud Since When, again?" Not tried to widen Dresden His eyes in confusion. That's What I got for Not paying attention: I missed all the praise. His uncle Smiled

Broadly and Continue. "Do you think I have not Noticed your going efforts. They've earned you a reward. "Leave it to

Authority figures to destroy the illusion That the birthday boy deserves a present Simply Because It Was His birthday.

Still, this WAS an unexpected turn of events. Uncle Justin

Something Picked from the floor next to the fridge.

Harry's heart skipped a beat. His uncle

What WAS holding up Was a small cage, the kind you Carried animals idge, "Was the only thing Justin Said uncle Harry really listened. "The sandbox is next to the back door. Make sure I Learns how to use it, there'll Be no Concessions on That One. "

Milk and a sandbox? It Was a cat, Then? Dogs Did not use a sandbox; Usually They Went for trees and carpets, Did not They?

"Yes, uncle," Harry Answered, His eyes still glued to the carrier. "What's his name?" I Asked Right Before His uncle left the kitchen.

"Does not have any. Give him the one you want. "As soon as

Justin uncle closed the door, the small head of a big-eyed, yellow kitten Eichmann finally up.

Harry Smiled and reach out His hand. "Hello, there, uh ..." Harry paused for a second Before Saying thlf and purred himself to sleep.

“I sort of expected it'd be the other way around,” Harry said.

“It isn't exactly unusual,” Bob commented after a light-hearted mockery about the kitten's oh-so-original name, to which Harry had answered by sticking out his tongue when his teacher wasn't looking. “Cats tend to be more comfortable around the supernatural than dogs and horses, for example.”

“And some people,” Harry pointed out.

“And some people, yes. Which leads us to the other reason why you got a cat, besides trying to avoid you hating me by proxy. They are intelligent; they have ears and eyes to hear and see things humans cannot. Thus, they can warn their masters of danger, provided said masters know how tol Developed historical Mister third skill: walking, running, jumping events and silently with a bell hanging from His neck. Thus, Harry Had to go back to tracking historical cat by instinct alone while Bob helper him to come up with a spell guaranteed to make the bell sound Every time the cat Moved, Regardless of Any ninja-like abilities.

Mister-Everyone-but hoped the issue to Be Solved soon.



About a week after the Mister-behind-the-books incident, Harry sat WAS Earlier Than usual to bed; His uncle Had a visitor and I wanted absolute privacy. It Was Always Like That. Uncle Harry Meet Justin never let none of His Friends normal business partners under the excuse That I Would not Understand Half of What They Talk about, That or he'd misunderstand andverything and think I Could end up doing Things I wasn't ready for. It Was

annoying, pero Harry Had to Comply. I WAS under His uncle's roof and, anyway, I Did not have any good counterclaim. (Counterclaim

, a strong, Useful, and long word he'd Learned Earlier That Day thanks to Bob's thesaurus.)

But, as He Was His taking off shoes, I made Mr. WAS nowhere in the room. The damned cat

Had done it again. If Mr. Eichmann

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Lots of troubles.

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Title: Truth Be Told
Fandom: Dresden Files (TV)
Characters / Pairings: Bob, Harry, Justin
Rating: PG-13
Length: This chapter: +2400
Summary : AU. What Would Have Happened if Bob Had Suffered a radical change of heart and taken to Himself to Protect Harry When I Was Young?
Spoilers: For the episode 1x10 "What About Bob?"

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Harry Through the window looking longingly to Morningway's exuberant, luxurious, and Extremely lonely garden. That WAS aware Bob felt His pupil sunny days, Such as this one, there only to make him despair. Or, as Harry Himself Would put it, to rubit describes, for example, as' Disturbing ',' eerie ',' frightening ',' cold ', and events' ew, What the ...?' Had the first time Harry accidentally walk through him. Still, After All These Years, a small part of Bob continues to hope, to dream, of a painful bump.

"Sorry," Bob Heard, and it Took him a moment to realize Harry meant to Being inattentive to apologize for trespassing and for His teacher's personal space so crudely, Not Because I pitied him. At least, I did not right That moment.

Bob sighed.

Harry wasn't one of the first student guardians Many historical Through the Centuries Had put in His charge, But He Was The Youngest of them all. As well as one of the brightest and with the MOST potential. Either Morningway or if the Council and. Incomplete Knowledge, Even with good intentions, results Worse Than Had always misused complete Knowledge, the axiom went, serving as proof That, at the end, the whole affair Would switching-teachers end up Being Dangerous with a capital D for everyone Involved.

Following this line of impeccable logic, it Became an understatement That no-one but Bob Could Harry Dresden now teach about the subtleties of the Art

"Did you finish already?" Asked Bob next, Referring to a test I ' d Given to Harry about half an hour ago.

"Uh, not yet. I got a little confused with the last one, "the boy said. Bob

Look at the clock on the bookshelf. Less than fifteen minutes for lunch. Most of the time, it Did not matter, pero Morningwaand WAS at home That day, the man Believed HAVING lunch with His nephew Once in a while Would Help Them to bond successfully, and I got very upset if Harry Was not There on time.

"Can you solve it on your own Within the next ten minutes or do you need a pointer?" The ghost asked. TAPPED Harry

the paper with historical finger. "It says what's Better to capture threads of moonlight, water or mirror, if I wanted to tie an Incan mummy. The thing is, I remember you said water gets you Stronger threads, But It Also Takes Longer and If There's a freaking mummy chasing me, I'd sorta like to try something, y'know, more effective. "

" And mirrors Are Easier Than to carry around a body of water, "Bob added, choosing Not to reprimand Harry about historical vocabulary his time around.

Harry looked at Bob with shifty eyes. “Well, yeah, there's that too...”

“But...?”

Harry looked from the desk to Bob and then breathed deeply before answering, “I'd pretty much rather to blast the thing with fire or something... I mean, if it doesn't belong to a museum or... stuff...”

Bob rolled his eyes in an attempt to stop an undignified fit of laughter. “In other words, you'd prefer to have all the variables before making a decision,” he said after a second, “otherwise known as 'thinking on your feet'.”

“Is that too bad?”

“Not really. When you're on the field, thinking creatively can save your life. Nevertheless, right now you're onXC In many occasions, Bob had felt the urge –the need– to drop some warning to Harry, but it was strictly forbidden for him to meddle with his current guardian's affairs.

Bob's train of thought made an abrupt pause when he realized something regarding the precise wording of those instructions.

Meddling was strictly, yet tacitly forbidden.

He didn't remember any member of the Council nor any of his guardians giving him such an order directly, and he had an excellent memory.

Maybe, he thought, maybe he would be able to do something within that small field of action he had left.

Another realization dawned on him and Bob sighed again.

He was more than doing exactly what he'd told himselfne That Would not Last Longer Than Harry's blind obedience. One that made even more NECESSARY for Bob to Proceed With His plan. Kept talking

Morningway. "I Do not Want to Give Something he'd hate him, But if I ask him, I Would spoil the surprise. You know Better Than I do him, "He Said, a small hint of bitterness in His Voice That Sound out of place," so tell me, What do you think I Would like? "

After the FEW more seconds it Took Bob Himself to put together, I started thinking What Would Harry sort of animal like best, That one would stay out of the way enough for Morningway Not to change His mind about it Later. I soon found it in the first places on the list of traditional familiars.



"I did not know you coulrst situations that you could ever find yourself in. One that is, sadly, far too frequent in the real world for anyone's comfort.”

Harry stared at Bob, intrigued.

Bob waited a few seconds to build up even more tension before leaning over his student and finally said, as ominously as he could, “Listen carefully: just by belonging to your uncle's—to your mother's family, you have powerful enemies guaranteed, so, tell me, what if an evil, adult, human wizard were after you?”

Harry nodded slowly in understanding. Maybe even a little scared by this possibility he hadn't contemplated.


Good.





Chapter 2

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