Harry Potter and the Child of the Light

*DREAM SEQUENCE*

Harry stood in pure blackness, his mind racing.

"WHERE AM I?" he cried. "HELLO!?"

a voice whispered in a soothing, motherly tone. It seemed to come from nowhere yet everywhere and it echoed through his mind and body.

Another voice that was firmer and authoritive spoke up, sounding like the flash of lightning and the crack of thunder,

A third voice entered the picture, this one sounding like a river gently running over the rocks and the rain pouring down ever so gently,

The first voice spoke up again,

A fourth voice joined the other three, one that sounded like the crumbling of earth and the sound of sand beneath bare feet.

A fifth voice spoke up, one that sounded like the crackles and pops of a fire, and the firm roars of a powerful blaze.

The second voice, the most powerful sounding, cut in.

All five of the voices spoke up at once, chanting.

Harry collapsed to the ground as pain crippled him, pain worse than the Cruciatus Curse a billion times over. He wished with all his might that he would black out but part of him held him back, an instinctual part that told him that if he blacked out he would surely die so he held firm, letting the pain flow through his body.

*END DREAM SEQUENCE*

Harry bolted upright in bed screaming at the top of his lungs. His body was still burning with the after effects of the pain and he kept on screaming. Finally as he ran out of air, he collapsed back onto his bed, whimpering, and totally oblivious to the five markings on the back of his hand.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

It was two days later, July 31^st and Harry had completely forgotten about the dream as well as the markings that had mysteriously disappeared. He was eagerly awaiting gifts from his friends and the hope that he might get to go to the Weasley's before the end of the summer was up. It was just at this moment when 8 owls flew through the window dropping off their gifts and packages before most of them flew away. The remaining ones were Pigwidgeon, Errol, Hedwig, and a large barn owl that was holding a Hogwarts letter.

Harry went over to Pigwidgeon first and untied the package and letter from the jittery owl only after catching the blasted bird.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday Harry! Guess what, Dumbledore said you could come over for the last two weeks before school! Isn't that cool?

I hope you like your gift; Bill said that he found it in an old castle that supposedly belonged to Merlin. He tried to give it the Goblins but as soon as they saw it they screamed and told him to never bring it there again.

He says that it obviously must be powerful but he did all the curse checks and nothing is dangerous on it but he couldn't find any use for it and gave it to me. I don't like it very much, I mean, it's a necklace and I thought you might like it.

Sincerely,

Ron

Harry smiled and ripped open the package, and feeling through the paper that it was wrapped in until he felt something metal press against his hand. He pulled it out and examined it. It was a simple silver chain with a golden circle attached to the end. The circle had five symbols etched in a circle around one lightning bolt in the middle, which was encased by a star.

'Cool.' Harry thought, putting the pendant around his neck.

As it touched his skin he felt a shock rush from it but when he touched it again, nothing happened.

'Must be my imagination.' Harry thought, moving on to the rest of Ron's gift, which was a box of Chocolate Frogs.

Harry smiled and after writing a quick thank you, moved on to Hermione's gift. It was rather heavy and he could already guess what it was. He ripped open the package to find three books, Hogwarts: A History; The Biggest Book of Curses, Hexes, Charms, Jinxes, and Spells Ever; and Sword Fighting: A Practical Guide. Harry smiled and turned to the letter.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday! I heard you'll be going to Ron's and I convinced my parents to let me go to so I'll see you there since they wouldn't let me visit Krum in Bulgaria. I hope you're having a wonderful birthday and I really hope you liked my presents.

I figured they could help you now that You-Know-Who is back. I also am tired of having you guys ask me about HAH so I'm giving it to you so you can read it! Harrumph!

Well anyway Harry, I'll see you soon, and if your relatives give you too much trouble, threaten them with Snuffles!

Love,

Hermione

Harry smiled and after setting the stuff aside and writing a thank you note, he moved on to the gifts from Sirius. There were two packages actually and all of them were rather large. Harry unwrapped the first one, which was the largest and turned out to be seven books that were:

So You Want to Be An Animagus? A Comprehensive Guide to Transformation - By Zaphod Beeblebrox

How to Make a Magical Map - By Moony, Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail

Apparating: The 3 Easy Steps - By Ford Prefect

10001 Annoying Pranks - By Moony, Padfoot, and Prongs

The Big Book of Magic: A Guide to Shape-Shifting, Wand-less Magic, Mind Reading, and Much, Much More. - By Albus Dumbledore

Magical Folk and Their Cultures - By Aramos Palas

Dark Lords and Ladies: The Worst Wizards and Witches of all Time - By Serefina Quilks

Martial Arts: Self-Teach yourself all the Forms - By Arthur Philip Dent

Harry grinned thinking about how many of those pranks in the book Snuffles himself had pulled. He stacked the books and pushed them to the side, opening the second package from Sirius. It was another large box and Harry began to pull the items out. The first item was a glowing stone about the size of his head, the second was a katana that was rather crude looking but when Harry hit it against his desk he was surprised to find it cut through it like butter. The third item was a large bowl full of clear liquid that had the word 'Pensieve' engraved on the side. To keep the liquid from getting out it was wrapped in some Muggle plastic-wrap and Harry moved it to the side, careful not to slosh any of it. The fourth item was what looked like a tiny trunk and Harry put it aside curiously, wondering why Sirius sent it to him.

Harry threw the empty box into a pile of rapidly collecting garbage and moved onto the letter Sirius had sent him.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday Harry! I hope your doing fine. If the Muggles are treating you badly just tell me and I'll come over and set them straight.

I hope you liked the books but I want you to be very careful while trying some of the stuff written in those books. The Dark Lords and Ladies author is supposedly going to be your new DADA teacher but I'm not positive, I'm only going on what I saw when I glanced at some of Dumbledore's papers while I was in his office.

As for the second package you are probably wondering what some of the items are. Dumbledore told me what happened in the third task and it isn't your fault, even if you think so. I gave you this Pensieve so you could get rid of some of those memories if they're haunting you.

The large stone is an Aniball and goes along with the Animagus book. If you press your hand to it and clear your mind you will be shown what animals you can become. Most people can only do one and magical animals are harder to do but I have a feeling you'll surprise us.

The katana should go well with what Hermione told me she was sending you but I want you to be careful with it, okay?

And the final item, that little trunk is actually a gigantic trunk. If you point your wand at it and say, 'Prongs Loves Lily' it'll become its true size, which is actually quite large. Just say the phrase again to shrink it. Any items inside will be okay. It has seven compartments, all of which are magically expanded even more while the seventh one is the size of a large room. It used to belong to your father so be careful with it.

Don't try and reply because it's too dangerous right now.

Sincerely,

Snuffles

Harry set the things aside with a big grin and moved onto his other presents. Hagrid sent him a couple daggers and a crossbow and said he'd show him how to use them once school started. Mrs. Weasley sent Harry a birthday cake and some other goodies. Ginny had sent him a rather suggestive card and gift and Harry wondered exactly how she had gotten it past Mrs. Weasley. The gift was some black lace panties and bra and Harry blushed fiercely trying to the image of Ginny dancing in front of him wearing only that out of his head.

'She's Ron's sister, quit thinking about her like that!' Harry scolded himself.

Harry set them aside and opened the twins' gift that was a complete list of all WWW items and a letter telling him that he now held 1/4^th of the company. The twins had actually made quite a bit by selling some items to Zonko's and the Diagon Alley joke shop.

Harry grinned and after writing a thank you letter to the Weasley's and a rather bold letter to Ginny, Harry opened the Hogwarts letter.

Dear Mr. H. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as one of the Gryffindor House Prefects along with Ms. H. Granger. Divination has been dropped temporarily in light of recent events and will be replaced with a Practical Fighting and Magic Class.

You will need the following items for your Fifth Year:

Advanced Transfiguration: Changing Shape - By Minerva McGonagall

The Art of Potions Grade 5 - Severus Snape

Standard Book of Spells Grade 5 - Miranda Goshawk

Star Gazing: Advanced Astronomy - Alleron Binnet

A Wizard's Duel: Strategies and Techniques - Daemon Proelatior

Advanced Charms - Lillian Blaire

25 Rolls of Parchment

25 Ink Bottles

1 Set of Battle Robes

1 Set of Dress Robes

1 Set of Muggle Clothing

Harry looked at the list once over and then folded it up, putting it in his pocket along with the Prefect Badge, and setting the rest of the stuff in his trunk. Harry looked around, grabbed some books and went into the seventh compartment of his trunk to read.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

It was two weeks later and Harry was sitting in the Weasley's living room having everyone stare at him like he had grown another head. They had good reason though for the scrawny and short boy that they had left at the end of the year was gone, replaced with a fit and six foot tall young man.

Harry smiled at the Weasleys, laughing inwardly at their reactions.

"What is there something in my teeth?" he asked, breaking the silence that had reigned since he had emerged from the fireplace.

"Holy shit, have you grown!" Ron gasped.

"RONALD!" Mrs. Weasley scolded. "Even if he was a little crude, he's right Harry. My have you grown!"

"I know; it was a surprise to me too." Harry lied. "One morning I got up and was at least half a foot taller. The reason I'm fit is because I was doing a ton of chores for the Dursleys."

They seemed to accept this and besides even more blushing and stuttering from Ginny, life went back to normal, or as normal as it could be at the Burrow.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Ron yawned and stretched, getting out of his bed with the speed of a sloth. As he became more awake, he looked over at Harry's bed only to find him missing.

'That's odd...' Ron thought to himself. 'Usually I'm up first in the morning.'

Ron went down the stairs after getting dressed and after looking around the house, did not find Harry. He went over to Hermione who was finishing up her breakfast and told her about it. Hermione asked Ginny who was always up earliest and she told them that she had seen Harry going outside. The two went outside and hearing sounds coming from the backyard. Ron peered around the corner and gasped at the sight causing Hermione to push him out of the way so she could get a look.

Harry had a crude looking katana in his hand that seemed to glow with energy and he danced around, slashing at a metal practice doll that was attacking him. The fight continued for a while before Harry said something and the doll went limp. Harry said something again and the metal doll folded in on itself, compacting itself into a tiny cube which he put in his pocket.

Next they witnessed something even more extraordinary. Harry pulled out his broom out of the trunk Sirius had given him and when he was ten feet in the air, he stood up on it and took the cube out again. He then threw the cube and said something different than the first time. The metal cube expanded once again into the metal doll, except this time, the doll was standing up on a metal broom which seemed to have the same magical properties as Harry's own broom. He and the doll both set out performing various tricks, which were measured in difficulty by the doll. In the end the doll won but not without good competition from Harry.

As Harry was putting his broom into his truck he called out, "Are you guys going to come out and talk to me or just sit there watching me forever?"

Ron stumbled out at this, quickly followed by Hermione, both trying to look as innocent as possible.

"If you're going to spy on me, you have to do a lot better than that, I heard you the moment you looked around the corner."

"Harry," Hermione began ignoring his comment, "How did you learn to fight like that? Not even my book could teach you to fight like that."

Harry grinned. "I learned most of it and just threw in some other stuff I learned from a Dance School that the Dursleys made me go to when I was younger."

"Well Harry," Ron said. "The reason I was looking for you was because you weren't in your bed, and also that we're going to Diagon Alley in an hour."

Harry looked down at his watch and cursed. He had completely forgotten it was broken. With a growl he shrunk his trunk and ran inside for a quick shower.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

An hour later Harry landed hard on his ass in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Bloody Floo Powder." Harry muttered, standing up and dusting himself off before the others came through.

After a short wait they were off to Gringotts, stopping at the Weasley's vault first. As she entered, Mrs. Weasley gasped in surprise. Instead the usually small clump of galleons and Knuts, there was no a rather tall pile about half the size of Harry's vault. Harry turned his gaze to Fred and George, who looked away whistling innocently. Harry grinned as they stopped at his vault, picking up a larger than usual amount of money. As he was exiting, something caught his eye under a large pile of gold. Reaching into the pile he picked it up and exited the vault deciding to look at the item later.

The group stopped a Flourish and Blotts first, in which Harry bought the required books along with some extras. The owner of the shop looked at the titles in interest.

The History of Merlin: Hero or Zero? - By Tricia MacMillan

Godric Gryffindor: Illustro Proelatior - By Wowbagger Infolonge

Elementals: Control the Power - By Arthur Philip Deodat

The man raised an eyebrow at Harry but said nothing and after paying the rather large amount for the books, the group continued to Madam Malkin's. Once they were done with their shopping they were all heading to Florean's for a sundae before they went back to the Burrow.

"Go on ahead; I'll meet up with you later." Harry stated. "I have some other stuff I need to do."

The others although somewhat reluctant, agreed and went off towards Florean's. After making sure they were gone, Harry slipped off into Knockturn Alley. Making sure he remembered where everything was, Harry entered the potions shop, selecting the items that were near impossible to get anywhere else. Mostly because some of them were illegal, secondly just because no one wanted to get near enough to a live dragon to get some saliva. And it had to be while the dragon was alive because after it died, the saliva lost its magical properties. He picked out a couple more ingredients and then after paying for them, he headed for Borgin and Burke's.

As he entered, Mr. Borgin, the day-time owner gasped, looking at the scar.

"Hello Mr. Borgin. I presume you have what I requested?" he inquired.

"When Potter? You've never requested anything." Borgin growled angrily, annoyed that this little whelp was in his shop spouting off things that didn't exist.

Harry grinned and showed the back of his hand to Mr. Borgin. The symbols had once again appeared and Mr. Borgin obviously recognized them because he cried out in fear and stepped back.

"But...but that was twenty years ago!" Mr. Borgin cried in disbelief.

"Yes it was. Now, do you have the package? I hope after twenty years that you were able to get it."

"Yes I do sir! Just a second Mr. Potter."

Mr. Borgin scurried into the back of the shop and came back a moment later carrying 3 small parcels. Harry grabbed them and threw some money to the man before walking out to join the rest of the group at Florean's.

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It was approximately two weeks later and the group was at Platform 9 and ¾. Harry surveyed the scene and was not surprised at all to see more than one wizarding parent with their wand out, eyeing every shadow. It seemed that most people believed Dumbledore over the blubbering idiot Fudge. After a bone-crushing farewell hug from Mrs. Weasley, and a wave goodbye, the six students boarded the train.

"Oh damn." Harry muttered as they got to their usual compartment. "I have to go to the Prefect's compartment."

Hermione nodded in agreement and the two hauled their trunks up to the front of the train where the Prefect's compartment. As they entered the both took notice of the difference between it and the rest of the compartments. It was magically enlarged and there was even a mini-fridge and small bathroom. Around the room there were tons of plush and comfortable looking chairs and couches and after choosing one, Harry plopped down onto it with a sigh.

Harry was just about to close his eyes and sleep for the journey there when there was a slamming noise and Draco Malfoy entered the compartment, trying to look as important as possible.

"It's nice, isn't it Draco, to not have to work for anything. No, why should you when daddy pays for everything and buys you through it?" Harry sneered.

Draco scowled and snapped his fingers at Crabbe and Goyle who had followed him into the compartment. They both advanced at Harry but before either of them could even blink, Harry was out of their seat and landing a perfect side kick into Goyle's face, sending him flying back into Draco. Crabbe, seeing his friend down charged at Harry who merely sidestepped. Harry then grabbed the arm of the passing Crabbe and lifted him up in such a way that it seemed to defy the laws of physics, before throwing him into the tangled mass of limbs and shouts that was Draco and Goyle.

Harry was already in his seat again, closing his eyes when Goyle landed. The rest of the prefects and the head boy and head girl stared in amazement but said nothing, glad to see that Malfoy's goons got what was coming to him.

Hermione turned to Harry with a scowl. "Harry, you're a prefect now, you shouldn't be doing stuff like that."

Harry just smiled innocently, "I didn't do anything. Alicia, did you see anything?"

Alicia, the new head girl blushed and shook her head.

"What about you Blaise?" Harry asked the other Slytherin prefect.

Blaise shook her head, trying to put on a confused expression but failing.

"See Hermione? I didn't do anything?"

Hermione scowled and turned away from Harry, beginning to read her book again for the rest of the ride there.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

(For lack of poetic talent, I am not writing a song. Just assume that the new students have already been sorted, kay?)

Dumbledore stood at the head of the staff table, looking over the students.

"Welcome, one and all, to a new year at Hogwarts. I have a few announcements before the feast." Dumbledore announced. "The Forbidden Forest is off limits to everyone without special permission from me. In light of recent events, for fourth years and up, Divination has been cancelled along with Ancient Runes and has been replaced with a mandatory Practical Dueling and Magic class. You will not only compete in a dueling competition, but you will learn healing and Muggle fighting techniques.

"Now I'd like to announce some new teachers. The new DADA teacher is Serefina Quilks; she is widely renowned for her book about all the Dark Lords and Ladies since the beginning of time. Now, the new teacher for the Dueling Class is Daemon Proelatior, one of the best duelers of our time."

The two teachers stood up, one of them was a curvy woman with raven hair down to the small of her back. She held a staff that had a glowing red orb on top of it. She wore a short green skirt and a short long sleeved shirt, leaving her entire belly exposed. All the males in third year and above started clapping and wolf-whistling as she was announced.

The second teacher was a large burly man with gigantic muscles. He was clothed in a Muggle clothing except he had a battle cloak on the outside of them and he wore metal boots and leg protectors. He was completely bald except for a black ponytail that seemed to wave behind him. A gigantic sword was sheathed on his back and he looked like a formidable fighter. The students clapped, although it was a bit less enthusiastic.

"And now..." Dumbledore continued. "As my great-grandfather used to say, LET'S EAT!"

Food magically filled the plates and everyone began to chow down, the chatter reaching almost unbearable levels.

After the feast, Harry sidetracked and went to the gargoyle that blocked the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Um, Blood Pops. Fizzing Whizzbees. Every Flavor Beans. Cockroach Clusters." Harry stated, listing off the candies.

"It's Mounds." Dumbledore said, stepping out from his hiding place where he had been watching Harry's amusing attempts to guess the password. "They're a Muggle candy I've become quite fond of."

The gargoyle jumped aside and the two walked down to his office where Dumbledore sat down.

"Is there something you wanted Harry?" Dumbledore inquired with that twinkle of mirth in his eye.

"Yes there is." Harry began, taking his trunk out of his pocket and enlarging it. He opened the compartment with the Aniball and took it out. "It's my possible transformations professor. There are 20."

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Surely you're kidding."

"I'm not Professor, watch."

Harry put his hand on the Aniball and concentrated. In less than a second, twenty different life size copies of him appeared in the room. All except one crowded to the back of the room. The one left twisted and shrunk until it became a raven, which flew out the window and disappeared. The second one ran up and went through the same process, only this time, when it was done changing; there was a badger in its place. The badger ran around before disappearing. The third Harry ran up and concentrated before transforming into a majestic lion, which roared before disappearing. The fourth Harry went to the front of the room and slowly stretched and grew before it became a large Basilisk.

Dumbledore gasped, the animals of the four founders. Did that mean Harry was the heir of the four? He didn't have time to dwell on this as another one came upward and magicked a pool of water into existence. It went neck deep into it and his nose stretched and fins sprouted in the place of arms. In a couple of seconds a dolphin was swimming through the water. It disappeared as another Harry entered the water transforming much more quickly into something much larger. The changes stopped and a great white shark was now gnashing its teeth before it promptly disappeared. The pool of water disappeared and the next Harry came forward, concentrating before it morphed into a Griffin. The Griffin squawked a bit before disappearing.

As of now, Dumbledore was floored. Only seven of the transformations had gone on and all of them were magnificent. Magical transformations were even harder and were astoundingly rare. He watched as a eighth Harry went forward, transforming into a large Dire Wolf. It disappeared as the ninth Harry ran up, concentrating and turning into a black as night Unicorn. The Black Unicorn was a myth but Harry had proved it wrong. The tenth copy moved the Black Unicorn out of the way and concentrated, transforming into a larger than normal unicorn with a longer horn, a War Unicorn. The Unicorn whinnied and disappeared as the eleventh Harry stepped in its place. It stepped back and transformed into an Acromantula, its pincers clashing. The twelfth copy went forward as the horrible thing disappeared and kneeled down, quickly transforming into a gigantic leopard, the feared Nundu. It too disappeared as another Harry took its place, taking little time to transform into a Chimaera. Number fourteen stepped forward and after a short wait became a Manticore, its stinger slashing through the air.

If Dumbledore had been floored before, he was 6 feet under now. Large creatures were even harder to do. Too bad it wasn't done yet. The next copy came forward and stood there for a minute, not doing anything. Slowly but surely it began to change and soon stood a creature Dumbledore had only read about in books. It was a Vizzerdix, before experimental breeding was banned an insane potions expert took a normal rabbit and a piranha and combined them. He was found dead later and the cage that had held the Vizzerdix was destroyed and the Vizzerdix was nowhere to be found. He didn't have time to dwell on this though as the sixteenth Harry came forward and stood there for a full five minutes before he stretched and twisted, his skin going hard. The Harry was gone and in its place was a Peruvian Vipertooth dragon. Number seventeen was next, this time Harry stood there even longer. He began to slowly enlarge, his skin turning to scales and a tail sprouting. It took a full three minutes before it finished and finally there was an Antipodean Opal-eye in the room, stomping around.

It continued for a few minutes before it disappeared and the next copy came forward. This transformation was somewhat different. Nothing drastic happened but Harry began to shrink quickly, become only three feet tall. His ears became pointed and his nose grew and hooked. Leather appeared upon him and he held an advanced looking gun in his hand.

"AN ELF!" Dumbledore cried in surprise, nearly falling out of his seat. "No one has EVER transformed into a sprite before."

There were of course other sprites such as underground goblins, which looked much different than the Gringotts goblins. There were dwarfs, sprite pixies, and sprite centaurs. The most common sprite was an elf yet was the most reclusive and was less seen than the others.

Harry just grinned and pointed at the next figure that came forward. It was much quicker than the previous ones and in seconds there was a large golden, white, and red phoenix leaving Dumbledore once again astonished. Only Godric Gryffindor and Merlin himself had ever become phoenixes. Of course his attention was once more drawn away as the final figure came forward, rather shyly in fact. It grew and grew and in its place stood a creature that hadn't been seen on the face of the earth in eighty thousand years. It had the features of a dragon, the scaly skin and such, but two horns protruded from its skull and spikes went down his back. Feathered wings sprouted from its back and long arms were slashing through the air. Flames exploded from its mouth and lightning shot from its horns. From above the wrists of the dragon, giant blasts of water blasted at the air.

Harry gaped, this hadn't happened last time he'd used that Aniball.

"What is that!?" Harry gasped. "That wasn't there the last time!"

"It's...It's... an Elemental Royale!" Dumbledore exclaimed. "It's one of the rarest magical creatures in existence. It was thought to have died out eighty thousand years ago. It has the power of several elements and is revered by the Warriors of the Light, a group that has been around since the beginning of magic. In fact Godric Gryffindor himself was one of the Warriors of the Light."

Harry raised an eyebrow before putting his Aniball in his trunk and shrinking it.

"Well Professor, I can perform a couple of the transformations already. I can do the Griffin, the Antipodean Opal-eye, the Vizzerdix, the Great White, the Basilisk, and the Phoenix. Took me under ten hours to do them."

"TEN HOURS!?" Dumbledore yelled in excitement. "Harry, it takes most people at least a year with someone being trained. Three years if you're not trained."

"I have to go Professor." Harry said cutting him off.

"Goodbye Harry. I hope that you will tell me what you are hiding." he said the last part quietly in a whisper although Harry heard.

"Goodbye. And I hope that you will tell ME what you are hiding." Harry replied, hiding his scowl and keeping the last part really quiet.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

It was two weeks since the meeting with Dumbledore and Quidditch try-outs and the announcing of the captain was going to be announced in less than fifteen minutes. Harry quickly wolfed down his food and after grabbing his Firebolt he ran out to the Quidditch pitch with no time to spare.

Alicia Spinnet pointed her wand at her throat and cast the Sonorus spell. "Gryffindors! We welcome you all to a new year of Quidditch. We will be trying for all positions because many of us will be leaving next year. First of all, we must find out who the new captain is. Tallying the votes, McGonagall has given me this envelope with the name of the new captain." Alicia called out to the crowd of rowdy kids. "And, the new Quidditch captain is...Harry Potter!"

Harry blushed; he hadn't expected this at all. After people were done congratulating they got the tryouts underway. They started with the keeper because they needed that position filled, not even counting reserves. Angelina, Katie, and Alicia went up into the air as the first person that was trying out flew to the goals. It happened to be, surprise, surprise, Colin Creevey. The three chasers sent Quaffle after Quaffle at him. All in all, he blocked 10 out of 20. Next was Dennis Creevey who did slightly better than his brother, blocking a total of 11. And so it continued until it was Ron's turn. He mounted his Cleansweep 7 and flew into the air, immediately setting out the Figure Eight Defense move. The chasers once again started the barrage and Ron managed to block 19 out of 20, only missing one because his broom was too slow.

"I think it's unanimous." Harry stated to Fred who was standing next to him watching.

In the end, the new keeper was Ron while the secondary keeper was Neville, who had blocked 15 out of 20. The reserve seeker was surprisingly Parvati who was quick and had a good eye. The reserve chasers were Ginny, Colin, and a shy second year named Natalie McDonald who did absolutely fantastic in the tryouts, even managing to get a couple by Ron. Harry smiled as he looked over the reserve team but his mood was quickly dampened when he saw at least 200 black figures on the horizon, steadily moving forward with an army of Dementors, day-walker vampires, and other creatures.

"EVERYONE! GET INSIDE NOW!" he screamed, Apparating to Dumbledore's office. In the second week of the school Dumbledore said that the Order of the Phoenix had once again been reformed and was staying at Hogwarts for a base of operations. For the last week or so you could see order agents wandering around the corridors, checking out suspicious behavior. Dumbledore was the appointed leader of the Order and could summon them all in seconds. However he left Hermione sputtering that you couldn't Apparate on Hogwarts grounds.

Harry appeared a second later in Dumbledore's office. "Professor. He's attacking."

Dumbledore stood up at the news and snapped his fingers. Order agents from all around appeared in the room. (Not apparition, think of a teleportation charm that allows only certain people to teleport around the castle) "He's attacking." Dumbledore declared. "Defend the castle and students at all costs."

The groups of agents disappeared and Harry stepped forward. "Professor. I would like to help defend the castle."

"Harry, you know it is too dangerous." Dumbledore replied looking at the youth in front of him.

"I know how to defend myself Professor." Harry said with a laugh. "And if you really think you can stop me, go ahead and try."

Dumbledore sighed and with a wave of his hand he told Harry to go.

Harry smiled and after a running start, jumped out of the window and stuck his hand out.

"ACCIO FIREBOLT!" he cried, concentrating on his broom.

After a few tense seconds the broom came flying out towards him and he grabbed it, shoving it underneath him and taking off in a full speed dive at the death eaters below.

The crowd of black cloaked figures scattered as they saw him coming at them but one of them was smart enough to hit him behind with a curse as he was passing them by. Harry fell from his broom; the pain of the Cruciatus curse although dampened by his strength was still intense. He ignored the pain that was coursing through his body as much as possible and stood up, pointing his wand at the Death Eaters.

"MALIKTO!" he cried. Instantly the group of the Death Eaters collapsed in pain as if a hundred needles were piercing their skin. It wasn't illegal in Britain because it hadn't been heard of in two thousand years.

He stopped the spell and as the Death Eaters tried to reorient themselves he cast two spells that would at least put this small group out of commission.

"MANIFO! MONTINO!"

The Death Eaters were paralyzed and silenced, unable to cast spells because the air around them had stopped transmitting sound. However this was a small win as more creatures and Death Eaters flooded over the hill.

"SNAPE!" Harry cried to his once foe who was being attacked viciously.

Harry dispatched the would-be attackers with a series of blows before landing in front of Snape.

"Snape! Get McGonagall and get to the Ministry. We need the Aurors!"

Snape nodded wordlessly, although mentally cursing himself for not thinking of it earlier. He ran over to Minerva who was outnumbered. After the two dispatched the group attacking them, then after making a Portkey, they disappeared.

Harry turned around after they disappeared only to be met with a punch in the face. He fell backwards, his wand falling to the ground. As he reached for it, a boot stepped on it, crushing it.

"Hello Potter." The assailant sneered.

"Go fuck yourself Lucius!" Harry replied, recognizing the man's voice.

"I'd rather not, Narcissa is much more fun." Lucius laughed. He pointed his wand at Harry. "AVADA..."

Lucius was cut off as there was a roar of fury. Harry turned his head to see Daemon leap twenty feet into the air and over the entire crowd of Death Eaters, landing atop Lucius and slicing his head off.

"Thank you Daemon." Harry stated, "Where were you and Sere?"

"Couple of the blood lords of the vampires were holding us back sorry. Well now my debt is repaid. You saved my life five years ago, I saved yours." Daemon laughed. "And I noticed your wand is broken. Take the phoenix feather from inside it and place it inside your sword's open latch there. You should now be able to cast spells using your sword there."

Harry nodded and did as he was told. Even if he was over 200 years old by normal standards he still had a lot to learn. That was the funny thing about time travel. You could travel for ten years in the past and age, but when you came back to your own time, you were technically the same age and looked as if you had never left.

He picked up his sword and he followed after Daemon who was already hacking and slashing away with his sword. Harry closed his eyes and lost focus of the real world, just dancing along with the earth and wind, slicing those who dared get in his way and killing those who attacked him. He was broken out of his fighting form but a loud whistling. He turned his head to see Serefina hovering above everyone with her staff twirling at amazing speeds. As it spun, a large orb was forming in front of it. When it was the size of a beach ball, she released it at a Basilisk. The Basilisk was frozen solid before it shattered into infinitesimal pieces.

It was after the Basilisk exploded that Harry saw HIM. Voldemort, the bane of his existence, the one who had tormented him for the 200 longs years of his life. Running with a speed he never had before Harry leapt through the air, his sword held out and a primal cry erupting from his throat. Voldemort had unfortunately seen him coming and had raised his own sword in defense. The swords met with a loud clang and Harry jumped back before charging forward again, swinging with all his might. Voldemort was doing all he could to defend himself from the blows. Harry jumped back and pointed his sword at Voldemort.

"Rakashinav!" Harry cried.

Voldemort held his wand up and countered the curse, flinging it back at Harry who dodged out of the way.

"Not today Potter. Another time maybe." Voldemort hissed in his snake like voice.

With that, Voldemort and all the creatures around Hogwarts disappeared with the flash of Portkey transportation.

Harry disappeared with a pop, reappearing in Dumbledore's office with his broom once again in hand. He put it in his trunk which he now carried everywhere with him.

In seconds Dumbledore had hurried into his office before sitting down at his desk, looking slightly worse for the wear.

"Well fought Harry. I'm surprised." Dumbledore stated.

"Oh really. I know you shouldn't be. Of course since you hid my lineage forever from me. Oh that's right, and put a power-binding spell on me to keep me from blowing up the Dursleys with accidental magic, not that they wouldn't deserve it for treating me like they did. But Professor, I doubt you know my entire lineage." Harry sneered. "My father was a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw while my mother had been from a rich pureblood family that had thought she was a squib and was sent away to an orphanage where the Evans adopted her. In fact, that pureblood family was descended from Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff. Hmm, I think that my mother was also a descendant of one of the great Dé Dannan, the ancient race of the fairies. Lets see, the name was...ah yes, Larone Mal Elentine, one of the greatest kings of the elves and crowned at Liá Fial, the rock at the center of the universe. I think that Queen Maeve tied in there somewhere too. Anyhow, my father also had some interesting ancestors that had had gotten from a separate line that later joined his. Let's see, Merlin and the great king Taran of Caer Dallben. Do you know the story of Taran? Was only an assistant pig-keeper but you wouldn't believe what someone who is nothing can do. Became the king of all of Prydain, now known as Wales. I believe that during that time magic had been eradicated accidentally by the slaying of Arawn the Death Lord, one of Tommy boy's ancestors."

Dumbledore sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Harry...I."

"No." Harry hissed. "Save it. The only reason I still come to you for advice is because my ancestors and I both know that you hold much power in the wizarding world and are one of the only chances against stopping Voldemort from reaching immortality."

With that, Harry stomped out of the Headmaster's office, slamming the door behind him. He continued on to Gryffindor tower where Ron and Hermione were both anxiously waiting for him.

"HARRY!" Hermione cried. "Where were you? After you told us to get inside the teachers sealed the castle off."

"I was out helping them." Harry replied as if it were obvious. "There's a lot about me you guys don't know and won't know while there are other people around. Okay? Meet me at Fluffy's at midnight. You and Hermione can use the Marauder's map and my invisibility cloak, I don't need it."

The two nodded and the three went off to bed. As the hours passed Harry found himself looking through the walls at his sleeping friends, another one of the talents given to him by his ancestors. He could see through anything and besides an occasional (read as every chance he could get) look at Ginny; he never invaded people's privacy or looked where he shouldn't. His eyes had X-ray, zoom, and could see through invisibility cloaks and polyjuice potions and other disguises. If he wanted to he could also activate an aura system. The aura system is sort of complicated and goes like this.

Black - Enemy Wizard

Gray - Undecided Wizard

White - Good Wizard

Black+Blue - Water Elemental Enemy Wizard

Black+Red - Fire Elemental Enemy Wizard

Black+Green - Earth Elemental Enemy Wizard

Black+Beige - Wind Elemental Enemy Wizard

Grey+Blue - Water Elemental Undecided Wizard

Grey+Red - Fire Elemental Undecided Wizard

Grey+Green - Earth Elemental Undecided Wizard

Grey+Beige - Wind Elemental Undecided Wizard

White+Blue - Water Elemental Good Wizard

White+Red - Fire Elemental Good Wizard

White+Green - Earth Elemental Good Wizard

White+Beige - Wind Elemental Good Wizard

Purple - Undead

Yellow - Muggle

Red - Muggle who knows of wizards and is on the bad side.

Orange - Muggle who knows of wizards and is on the good side.

Red+Green+Beige+Blue - Allimental Wizard

Any Aura Outlined with Pink - Mage

Also, if a person was outlined with brown then they had one of the two 'forbidden elements'. Light and Dark.

He turned his system on and to his surprise Ginny's body was surrounded by a really light pink and also had blue and beige surrounding her along with a bit of brown. Harry turned to Hermione after focusing it so he couldn't see through her clothing like he had...er...hadn't been doing with Ginny. Hermione was outlined faintly with green. Harry once again turned his gaze, this time to Ron who was also outlined with a color, this time red. As he saw this, he remembered something Merlin once told him.

"Elementals tend to group unknowingly. If an elemental has a conflicting elemental with you and they already disapprove of you they may be slightly hostile." The wizened old man had said.

Remembering this he focused on the Slytherin dormitory, Malfoy. His face was contorted in a grimace and he was tossing and turning in his bed. Even with the flailing Harry could clearly see what he needed to see. Malfoy had pink, red and green, which meant he had the power of a mage, fire, and earth. But what was most surprising was he was mainly a light gray which meant he was undecided but leaning towards the light side.

Harry decided that he had to start teaching the elementals in Hogwarts, before they became a threat to themselves or others. The easiest way was to do a spell instead of checking each individual aura. After putting the silencing charm on he sat cross legged with the sword out in front of him. The sword had become his wand permanently or at least until it broke. The teacher had agreed to it but only if he transformed it into a wand during classes.

As he completed the spell, five different sheets of paper materialized in front of him. The first one listed the people who had the ability of fire, the next water, and so on. Harry personally thought that wind was surprisingly short but Neville Longbottom surprised him even more. The lists go like this.

Fire:

Stewart Ackerley

Mina Bloom

Susan Bones

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Randy Manson

Graham Pritchard

Ginny Weasley

Ron Weasley

Water:

Lillith Ashton

Mariah Blark

Blaine Coons

Neville Longbottom

Orla Quirke

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Kevin Whitby

Earth:

Malcolm Baddock

Colin Creevey

Allison Dentrista

Hermione Granger

Nancy Johnson

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Wind:

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Harry ran a hand through his hair as he let out a sigh. Neville Longbottom was extraordinary. His talents were mainly in earth but he was no loser in the others. It was simply amazing. Of course when you think about it, it's rather obvious; no wonder he had so much trouble with wand magic and other things. His grandmother had found out and had put a mental block on him to stop him from using these things dangerously. It had side effects of course and it also made him less able to do wand magic. After a little doing Harry tore the mental block down and a flood of lost information cascaded into Neville's mind. Neville sat up with a gasp and Harry quickly laid down pretending to be asleep.

After a few minutes Neville lay down and Harry pondered on how he was going to do this. 'This shall be fun.' Harry thought to himself with a grin. 'I'll have to put it off until next year though.'

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It was the next day and the first day of the Dueling Class. It had been put off for three weeks because Daemon had been preparing a room for it. Now they were in the room and it was magnificent. It was at least four times the size of the great hall and its height reached over one hundred feet. Along all the walls were racks of magical items and weapons. There were axes, flails, swords, dagger, wakizashis, dai-katanas, katanas, staves, short bows, long bows, tantos, maces, sabers, war hammers, claymores, and more. There were at least 10 doorways leading into different places. The first was a swimming pool, the second a large forest, the third a desert, the fourth a mountain, the fifth a meadow, the sixth a glacier, the seventh a giant maze, the eight was an archery range, the ninth a giant obstacle course, and the tenth a room about the size of a small adult.

The class, which was every 4^th, 5^th, 6^th, and 7^th year in the school, was lead to the center of the room where Daemon stopped and turned to the class. Casting the Sonorus spell on himself, he began speaking.

"Welcome to Practical Fighting and Magic class. This class will not only increase your dueling skills but you will learn more magic than the other classes will teach you. You will learn to use every single weapon in this room but if you use them when I am not in the room, you lose 100 points from your house. Along with that you will be tested in week-long courses in different terrains in which you and your group have an objective and must complete it. You will be split up into teams later on but that is undecided. The teachers are currently discussing if you should be alone or in groups." Daemon stated. "Today's first class will be to see what skill level all of you are at. Everyone, grab a practice sword. You will fight me and I shall be the judge of your level in sword fighting."

The class complied and he slowly moved down the list of students. Most everyone was quickly disarmed excluding Hermione, Justin-Finch Fletchley, Cho, Neville, and Draco. It was Harry's turn now and he tightened his grip on his practice sword and stepped forward. The last time he had fought Daemon was a hundred years ago to him although it really was only seven years ago. The problem with time travel is that it gets confusing.

Daemon and Harry bowed to each other and both readied themselves, neither moving. Daemon rushed forward at Harry before he leapt up into the air and attempted to land behind Harry. He was prepared however because Daemon had used this in the last battle against him and he remembered how to counter it. Harry stood perfectly still as the shadow began to descend behind him but then took a few steps backwards and jumped upwards, his sword held above him. The sword tip met the falling teacher Daemon slid to the ground before hopping back up.

"Good Potter. Very good." Daemon chuckled. "How about we kick it up a notch?"

Harry nodded and the two rushed at each other becoming a blur. The sound of swords clashing resounded through the air and the class was utterly confused because they couldn't tell who was winning they were moving so fast. In truth neither had hit each other once no matter how many times each attacked. A thump brought the class out of their daze and they found Harry standing above Daemon who was on his back, with his sword at Daemon's neck. Daemon's own sword was a couple feet away.

Harry stepped back and smiled before throwing the sword to the ground and helping Daemon up.

"That," Daemon grinned. "Is how to royally get your ass kicked."

Harry moved back into the crowd of students and didn't have to wait a second until Hermione and Ron were bombarding him with questions.

"How did you do that Harry?" Hermione gasped.

Harry got a dazed look and stuck his finger into the air as if he was pretending to write on something that didn't exist.

"I'll never tell..." Harry said in a shaky sing-song voice.

Hermione laughed but Ron was utterly confused.

"What's so funny?" he inquired angrily.

Harry just grinned and said, "You have to watch the Muggle movie, 'Don't Say a Word' to understand it."

And thus the class continued with Daemon fighting the class with each of the weapons. Next, the tests were of survival and skill.

"Each of you will enter the forest and we will watch your progress. It is a course that you must get through and each person is faced with the same thing. The quickest time ever was by Albus Dumbledore at two hours, while the average is five hours. We don't expect you to beat this because this is your first try. You will do this monthly and this will be part of the rigorous ending exams. If you are in serious danger the test will stop and you fail. Everyone will go in at different times. To start out, Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!" Daemon yelled.

The two stood ready in a sprint form. As Daemon signaled Harry and Ginny both sprinted off down their separate paths.

Harry didn't run that quickly at all, deciding to pace himself, he didn't want to be worn out too quickly. As he continued on the path there was a loud roar and he stepped back as a giant Nundu leapt out of the trees. It snorted and Harry covered his mouth as the hot and disease infested breath swept past him. Taking out his sword he ran at the creature. It tensed as he ran but became confused as he leapt into the air. Landing behind it he flung his sword and it embedded itself in the skull of the creature. Harry removed the sword and continued down the path.

It was another few minutes before anything else occurred. As he entered another clearing he heard the whistling of displaced air and hit the ground hard, dodging the oncoming arrow. He looked up and saw a metal practice dummy, a lot like the one he had. It was putting a bow and arrow away and pulling out a sword. Harry grinned and leapt up. The two opponents rushed and met in a series of blows before leaping into the tree tops and launching at each other, fighting in midair. Harry back flipped away from another blow and thrust his sword out, catching the thing in the shoulder. It stumbled in pain before switching sword arms and once again attacking him. It ran at him with such speed that it disappeared and Harry looked around confused. He heard a footstep behind him and turned around only to be slashed across the chest. Harry decided to stop playing around and his sword grew another foot. He stood still as the creature ran towards him and danced to the side, cutting off its head as it passed him.

Harry once again continued along the path, hacking through the trees that tried to strangle him and finally reaching a lake. He quickly jumped in a canoe that was waiting for him and went across. Three fourths of the way the boat rocked and he was tossed out. In the water swam ten angry looking merpeople carrying tridents and other various weapons. Harry took out his sword and slashed at the first one, destroying the trident and cutting of its hand. He pointed his sword at the nearest one and cast a fire spell. Since they were underwater it didn't become fire but a blast of superheated bubbles hit merman and collapsed to the bottom of the lake, screaming in pain. Harry quickly dispensed the rest until he came across the last one. As he was finishing the ninth one, he felt a blunt object hit him across the back of his head and stars dotted his vision.

'Fuck!' Harry thought to himself angrily, spinning around and casting a series of spells at the merman.

It quickly dodged them and swung at him with the trident, hitting him in the side. Harry cried out in pain as it hit but during this lapse the merman thrust his trident out and stabbed Harry, collapsing a lung and breaking several ribs. He screamed and pointed his hand at the water, using his elemental power to summon a gigantic water beast, which grabbed the merman and quickly began to tear it apart. Harry went to the top of the water and struggled to the shore, gasping for breath with his broken lung.

He put his hand over his chest and said, "Heal."

His hand glowed with a bright golden light and the wound began to slowly disappear. The semi-congealed blood loosened and was sucked back into the body. The lung knitted itself back up and his ribs re-connected. Harry gasped with the renewed strength and once again stood up running down the path at full speed, trying to catch up on the time he had lost. He once again reached a clearing and this time in front of him was a giant cliff. At the top was a flag and Harry grabbed the nearest outcropping of rock. He hoisted himself up and began to steadily climb the rock.

About halfway up a giant boulder rolled passed him and as he continued more came down and he did his best to dodge them. Finally he reached the top and after pulling himself up he heard a shout and immediately rolled away. Looking up he saw five men, each carrying wands and in black cloaks. Harry pulled out his sword and was about to cast a spell when another batch of spells flew at him. He dodged them and quickly cast the stupefy spell which was blocked and reflected. He disintegrated it and decided that if they had shields that he might as well use more powerful spells.

"REDUCTO! REDUCTO! REDUCTO! REDUCTO!" Harry cried, his sword pointed at the people.

The ground all around them exploded and they were caught in a giant dust cloud, unable to see. In other words, the perfect cover. Harry dove into the cloud, knocking one man out. He leapt up and delivered a perfect kick to another one's back, successfully breaking it. The next person was a female and she leapt at him and did a couple of kicks and punches. Harry danced under and threw a devastating punch into the woman's gut. She fell over with an 'OOF!' and Harry stupefied her. The next two attacked him together as the dust cloud was clearing. Harry side-stepped and the two ran into each other but quickly got back up. Harry danced around their blows and kicked one in the temple, then performed an upper-cut and knocked the man unconscious. Before the two even met the ground Harry was off running and through the ending point.

As he exited the course he was greeted by a gaping Daemon.

"Harry, your time was 1:35:05! That's a complete 24 minutes and 55 seconds faster than the record!" Daemon exclaimed in surprise.

Harry grinned sheepishly and then after asking to be excused went up to his dorm and into his trunk. He quickly got the necessary items. Upon his belt were two 9mm handguns loaded with ammunition. In a pocket of his dragon-hide battle cloak was extra ammunition. In his sleeves were two knives, in his boots were two knives, and on his belt were two more. His sword was on his belt and a battle axe was on his back. An uzi rested in one of the large pockets of his cloak and the symbols on his hand had once again appeared.

"So Voldie attacks the school and thinks he's gonna get off scotch free? Hell no, it's time to pay old snake-eyes a visit." Harry said to himself with a grin.

"So you're going, hmm?" Serefina said, appearing in the room. "I'm gonna come with you and don't even think of stopping me."

"Listen I brought you and Daemon into this dimension to help the wizarding community prepare for the war against Voldemort. If you die here there could be serious repercussions in your dimension." Harry stated with a sigh, knowing that he'd lose this argument no matter what he did.

"Harry, I ain't going to die. I can tell you that." Serefina said with a grin, giving him a peck on the cheek. "So, are we going or not?"

"We're going." Harry replied with steely determination in his eyes.

END CHAPTER 1

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