A Bit Of Both

It Was A Few Weeks Before Madam Pomfrey Let Marvolo Leave The Infirmary, and Ron Was Kind Enough To Invite Him To Briefly Stay At His Home At The Borough. Never One To Intrude, and More At Home In Nature, Marvolo Spent Most Of His Sleeping Arrangements In An Enchanted Tent. He Had A Talent For Charms, and One Of His Favorites Was The Charm To Fit A Multi-Area and Extremely Lavish and Luxurious Living and Recreation Space Inside A Tiny Tent. His Living Space Was Charmed To Prevent Bewitched Or Dark Hearted People Entering, He Was In The Process Of Going Over His Finances, When He Heard A Car Leave. ''Hmm, Potter'll Be Here Soon. Best Not Tell Mrs. Weasley.'' Marvolo Muttered.

As He Checked His Gringotts Invoice Regarding His New Personal Vault, He Was Pleased To Learn His Extensive New Wealth Gained From The Philosopher's Stone Was All Accounted For. Marvolo Had Been Investing and Had Purchased Numerous New Things. He'd Acquired A Number Of Lost Family Heirlooms, He'd Bought A Substantial Share In Multiple Broom Manufacturing Companies, and Had Freely and Generously Donated The Top Quality Products From These Companies To The Schools Flying Class and The Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw Quidditch Teams. He'd Also Bought A New Wand As His First One Was Broken Or Something. Not One To Conform With Normality Or Regularity, Marvolo'd Managed To Acquire Two Wands, One Was A Handsome Laurel Wand With A Dragon Heartstring Core, Length Of Thirteen and A Quarter Inch, Rigidity Set At Reasonably Springy. His Second Wand Was A Fine Grained Pine Wood Wand With A Phoenix Feather Core, At a Set Length Of Twelve and A Half Inches and A Rigidity Of Nice and Supple. He'd Been Training To Use A Twin Wand Duelling Style, His Laurel Wand Produced Spells Strength and His Pine Wand Produced Spells Of Speed and Elegance.

His Training Was Assisted By Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphodora Tonks, Who Took The Time To Help Him Train, When They Had Time Off From Auror Missions. Occasionally ''Mad-Eye'' Alastor Moody Would Join The Fun, But Only Rarely. His Skill Was Fair, But Like Much, Could Never Be Too Good. He Was Sealing A Letter When He Heard Footsteps Approach. ''Your Still Awake?'' Asks Ron's Younger Sister Ginervra "Ginny" Weasley. ''Had Bookkeeping To Take Care Of, But On The Subject, Shouldn't You Be In Bed? Your Going To Hogwarts Tomorrow, It'd Be Much Easier If You Had A Good Night's Sleep.'' Says Marvolo. ''Told Mum I'd Check on You First.'' Says Ginny, and Marvolo Only Now Notices The Nightie Ginny's Wearing. ''Want To Sleep Here? I've Enough Space For Three More People.'' Says Marvolo. ''Alright, Just No Jumping Into Bed With Me!'' Says Ginny. ''I'm Already and Quite Happily In A Relationship Gin-Gin.'' Says Marvolo, Referencing His New Relationship With Hermione.

They'd Promised To Owl Each Other Every Two Days, and Each One Hermione Sent Had Something Along The Lines Of Schoolwork. He Kept On Insisting They Talk Like A Normal Couple, But Hermione Smartly Found Ways Around This Request. Either Way Ginny and Marvolo Took To Separate Beds.

Marvolo Had Awoken Very Early, and Carried A Peacefully Sleeping Ginny To Her Room. Now Freely Able To Work, Marvolo Sent His Owl Bearing His Letter To Hermione, Before Practicing On His New Custom-Built and Unique Broomstick. Dubbed The "Kingmaker", The Broomstick Was Faster, Lighter, and More Durable Than Every Top Of Line Broom Put Together. Capable Of Abrupt, Sharp, and Steep Turns At A Seconds Notice, Able To Instinctively Self-Avoid Fouls and Bludgers Like The Plague That Was The Slytherin Quidditch Team, The Broomstick Was Legally His In Both Ownership and Blueprint, Anybody Or Company Trying To Make A Knock Off Without His Express Permission Risked Loosing Everything In The Protection Against Copies Marvolo Had Taken. Many Had Already Attempted It, and Found Themselves Loosing Control Of Their Companies To An Eleven Year Old.

Marvolo Planned To Corner The Wizards Economy Of Britain Before Seizing Political Power. His First Step Was Broomstick Manufacturing. With His Wealth He Steadily, But Slowly Bought Miniscule Shares and Would Eventually Own Majority Of The Company. The Shares He'd Targeted Were Specifically. Targeted To Give Him Greater Control and Ease Of Access. Personally Focusing On Financing, Supply, and Promotional Adverts To **** Leaders To Submit. When This Was Done, He Would Turn His Focus Next On Wands and Stores. He'd Leave Ollivanders Alone Of Course, Since He Didn't Fancy Making The Man An Enemy, and Anyone Who Did Was A Bigger Fool Than Ron. Admittedly His Goals Were Eventually Situated To Land Him The Job Of Minister For Magic.

Marvolo Was Feeding His Pets, He Owned A Bowtruckle Named Merly, A Porlock Named Josephine, A Niffler Named Silver, A Murtlap Named Murky, A Fire Crab Named Blazey, An Abraxan Named Braxy, A Unicorn Named Tilly, A Fairy Named Dolly, and A Thunderbird He Had Named Storm. He Had Came Across The Thunderbird Recently, It Was Injured, and Marvolo Had Nursed It Back To Health. As A Result Of His Act Of Kindness, The Thunderbird Had Chosen Marvolo As It's One True Loyalty and Marvolo Frequently Took Storm Everywhere With Him. Professor Dumbeldore Paid Regular Visits With Fawkes, The Latter Of Whom Had Bonded With Storm and Marvolo As Friends. The Creatures Were Loked After At Hogwarts By Professor Kettleburn, Hagrid, and The Centaur Firenze.

Marvolo Kept A Necklace Holding A Single Tail Feather Of Storm's Around His Neck. The Feather Was Joined By A Tail Feather From Fawkes. He Also Kept Three Vials Of Phoenix Tears On Him At Any Given Time, Three Gifts From Fawkes, In Addition To Three Vials Of Thunderbird's Tears From Storm. Phoenix Tears Could Heal Just About Everything, and Marvolo Theorised A Thunderbird Tear Could Strengthen Or Fortify Various Traits snd Or Abilities. He'd Asked Professor Dumbeldore To Assist Him In His Search For These Answers, and Dumbledore Had Directed Him To Newton Scamander, A Legendary Magizoologist, Author, and Wizarding Naturalist. Scamander Was All Too Happy In Assisting Him In His Goal Of Research. They Corresponded Regularly and Marvolo Always Received Something Of Value From Newt's Letters.

Marvolo Was In Diagon Alley, Mostly Ignoring Gilderoy Lockhart's Pitiful Attempts To Ingratiate Himself To Marvolo, and Instead Selecting Spellbooks and Other Such Things, Particularly Books On Arithmancy, Quidditch, Transfiguration, Potions, Herbology, Dark Arts, and Ancient Runes. He'd Promised Hermione He'd Buy Her Some Things, and Lockhart's Attempts To Pay For It Were Annoyingly Unwelcome.