Magic Long Since Forgotten
During Harry's Fourth Year (TriWizard Tournament), Harry was more than meets the eye. Using ancient magicks that were long since forgotten, Harry will cast away the chains of binding and reveal the real "Power he knows not". Features a supportive Dumbledore for once, not one where he tries to seal this power away for "the greater good".
In this fic, I wanted to portray Dumbledore as someone who supports Harry discretely, not a manipulative mastermind that has become the norm. Other than that though, Harry essentially awakens to the magic style of Nanoha (though I haven't exactly decided as to whether it should be Belkan or MidChildan, though I am leaning towards the latter). Also, you will notice that the weapon speaks in two different languages. To save everyone the trouble, its German and Japanese. Yes, there is a reason for that.
Chapter 1: The Awakening
"Welcome, Lady and Gentlemen," Ludo Bagman said, his hands rubbing against each other. "To the first task of the TriWizard Tournament! Your task here will to be recover the golden egg!"
"'Golden Egg?'" Harry mimicked, clearly confused.
"Correct Mr. Potter," Crouch said, sounding as stiff as ever. "We have four dragons, one each. They were all given a golden egg to protect. You, as our school champions, must retrieve it, in any way possible save for killing the dragon. Understood?"
'Fighting a dragon…are they bloody serious! I'm so dead!' Harry thought. Sure, he may have fought against a basilisk, eluded a werewolf, and even beat back a possessed teacher, but to fight a live dragon, in front of an audience was really pushing things!
'You okay?' a female voice said in his head. 'You look really nervous.'
'Have you ever thought that it could be due to the fact that he's gotta face an overgrown firebreathing lizard with a treasure fetish?' another female voice said snidely. 'It couldn't be that, could it, Master?'
'Actually, it is that, Agito,' Harry thought, a small smile gracing his face.
'Wait, DRAGONS!' the first female voice yelled (telepathically). 'This tournament is supposed to be a safe contest, not a game of who can die faster!'
'Not really helping, Rein,' Harry thought, shivering as he was the last to pull out the figure of the dragon he was to face. Wincing at the heat, he grabbed whatever was left in the bag, only to pale at the sight.
"A Hungarian Horntail?" Harry said, his voice barely above a squeak.
"Well, that was the last one," Crouch said, looking down at the boy. Poor lad; to face one of the most ferocious dragons (a mother at that too!) at such a young age; he'd be surprised if he was still alive five minutes in!
With that, the two Ministry officials, followed by the Headmasters of the three schools, left the four champions to contemplate a strategy.
"Calm down Potter," Krum said, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Harry nearly hyperventilating. "You knew what you were getting into when you signed up for this."
"But that's the bloody problem, I didn't enter this damned tournament!" Harry yelled. "Hell, I was looking for a quiet term this year!"
"Is there something wrong?" asked one Professor Dumbledore, who came in after hearing Harry yell.
"No, nothing wrong professor," Harry said rather sarcastically, falling onto one of the nearby cots. "Just wondering what would be less painful and less embarrassing; being burned to death or being stomped on."
Eyeing the poor fourth year, Dumbledore sighed. Despite all appearances, he felt sorry for the poor lad. True, he could've done something about him being in the tournament (like declaring a DRAW to restart the damn thing), but he was certain that Fudge or Crouch would've made a huge fuss. So with that aside, he just had to let Harry compete.
But that didn't mean he couldn't bend the rules every now and then to help him.
"Harry, if you would, a word please," the elderly professor said, beckoning the boy to him. They walked off, a good distance away from the tent, before he spoke, "So, are you ready for this?"
"Honestly? No," Harry said bluntly. "I'll either make a fool of myself or die in the process."
"You really must stop such negative thinking," Dumbledore said, frowning. "Its not really healthy."
"Can you blame me?" Harry said. "I have to fight a friggin' Horntail, the most magic resistant of that batch of dragons and the most ferocious, not to mention a mothering one!"
"Do you have any sort of plan?" Dumbledore asked, looking at his protégée.
"I had no idea what the First Task would even be, so of course not," Harry said, sitting on the ground that overlooked the lake. "Hagrid wanted to show me something the other day, but Snape had assigned a five feet essay that night, due the next day."
Dumbledore sighed. Trust Serverus to bollocks up a proper plan. Feeling a sudden, yet small flux of magic around Harry, he focused his glasses. He blinked in silent surprise as he saw to small balls of light hidden in last Potter's jacket.
"What of your familiars?" Dumbledore asked, catching the younger wizard off guard.
Composing himself, Harry responded, "What familiars? If you're talking about Hedwig, then I highly doubt she can do anything against a dragon other than spit up pellets."
"I may be old Harry, but I'm not senile," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling as he smiled. "I am talking about the two beings you have hiding in your jacket."
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, feigning ignorance, although inwardly he was sweating bullets.
After a few tense moments, Dumbledore sighed. Pulling out a small necklace with a sword charm from his pocket, he put it around the boy's neck. "For good luck," he said, before walking off.
As soon as the old headmaster was off distance, Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Two small weights landed lightly on his shoulders, making him look up. On his left shoulder was a doll-sized woman, with fiery red hair tied in two pigtails. She wore a dark blue bikini top and matching short halter skirt. A leather belt lay uneven on her tiny waist, and on her arms were two dark blue gloves with red weights on her wrists. On his right was another small woman, but unlike the other, she had silver hair that reached her shoulders, a white sleeveless battle suit that left a cape trailing her waist.
"Agito, Rein," Harry said, looking around.
"Well, what I wanna know is how that old coot sensed us," Agito said, turning herself to look where the headmaster walked away. "I mean, we're using barriers and low AMFs for the god's sake!"
Rein said nothing, but was instead looking at the necklace that Dumbledore had given her master. Staring at the green emerald at the hilt, her eyes widened.
"Harry, this is a-!" she started.
"And now its time for the youngest Champion of the tournament, Mister Harry Potter!" the three heard Ludo Bagman cry out.
"Crap!" Harry said, taking off before hearing Rein's explanation.
Appearing moments later at the tent, he nearly tripped over his feet, thus stumbling onto the arena. A loud crash made him look up, right into the eyes of a very mad, very protective Hungarian Horntail. With a roar, it lashed its tail at the youngest champion, only for said champion to dive under a rock formation. Unfortunately for him, the force of the tail swipe created a small rockslide, preventing his escape to the other side.
"Rein, what were you saying earlier?" Harry said, keeping his back to wall, listening to the dragon's footsteps.
"This is an Intelligent Device!" the silver haired unison device said, pointing to his necklace that his headmaster had just given him. "I can't believe there was one here on this planet!"
"What?" Agito asked, taking a look at the necklace for herself. "Wow, she's right! Its kinda old though, but at least its been maintained."
"Really?" Harry asked, looking at the sword charm closer himself. He was captured by the green emerald, only to be snapped back to reality by a deafening roar. The dragon had found his little hiding spot, and was preparing to roast him alive!
"Agito, we've got no choice now!" Harry cried, extending his left hand. "Rein, stay behind us!"
"But Master-!" both tried to say at once.
"WE'VE GOT NO TIME TO ARGUE!" Harry yelled. "Its either unite or be roasted!"
Agito turned into a small ball of red light and flew into Harry's outstretched hand and Rein flew into Harry's breast pocket as the blaze quickly made its way to the three. The red gem on the sword also flashed, as it they were all engulfed in white hot flames.
***Outside***
"HARRY!" Hermione cried, seeing his friend get burned alive in the deathtrap he had unwittingly set himself up in. The blast of fire was strong enough to break through the other rock barrier, but thanks to the magic barriers that were erected beforehand, the spectators were safe.
No one saw the charred form of Harry Potter anywhere, save for his smoldering wire frame glasses that had popped out from the blast. The crowd was silent as they waited in baited breath for the fourth champion to show up.
However, no one expected what happened next.
As the dragon stepped back, seemingly satisfied with its apparent destruction of the fourth champion, an orange bolt of light had appeared in front of its snout and collided with it. From there, the orange aura bounced several times of it, hitting different parts of its neck at the same time. Landing lightly after the last hit, it skidded on the rocky terrain, and when the smoke cleared, all the students gasped at the sight.
A young man, wearing what looked like a reddish-orange overcoat with flame designs on the edges over a burnt read button down shirt under a bandolier, black pants and steel toe boots. On his face was an emerald visor that covered his eyes that kept his long red hair back, which had a flame design on the edges. Finally, on his back was a giant silver broadsword whose blade reached all the way to his feet.
***Back to the Protagonist***
'That was close,' Harry thought, glaring at the dragon. 'Thank god syncing up with you doesn't take too long...although I don't know where the sword or the new clothes came from.
'Amen to that, Master,' Agito replied. 'Though I think the sword came from the Intelligent Device.
'The device creates barrier clothing for more protection,' Rein explained. 'But more on that later; we've got to deal with this thing!'
"Right," Harry said, gripping his new weapon on his new weapon in his gloved hands. Without as little as a grunt, he pulled the sword out, showing off its majestic glory for all to see. On both sides were two spherical indentations, each carrying the same for jewels on a platinum disk.
The dragon, a little confused but greatly upset that it didn't kill its target, snarled at the fourth champion. Roaring, it lunged its long neck at the newly changed Harry, who held his sword in front of him, just as a knight would, the four gems shining brightly.
"Segnung Gründer,Erwachet!" The gems shone with red, green, blue and yellow lights, as they flew off the blade and surrounded the sword. The green light shone the brightest and engulfed the blade, stopping the dragon in its tracks. As the green light died down, the four gems had turned into an double bladed axe. One edge was smooth and sharp, while the side was edged and serrated. The handle was made of solid gold, and there was a small indentation at the base of the grip.
"ErdenSchalter!" (German Translation: Earth Breaker!)the device said, all of the four green gems shining. The two blades opened up to reveal a six bullet chamber, all of them empty. By instinct, Harry reached into one of the bullet pockets and produced six shells and loaded them into the chambers in one fluid motion, pulling his hand away as it closed back up. A loud clicking noise shattered the silence, as a dark green runic circle formed underneath him. With a yell, Harry raised up the axe and swung it down, shattering parts of the stone arena As the shards of stone flew in the air, they were coated with the same green light as the sword, and flew at the giant dragon. As more and more stone projectiles continued to fly, Harry himself leapt forward, ready to bring the smooth end of the axe down on the creatures head.
Unfortunately, the dragon didn't take that too kindly. The dragon opened its wings and closed them, creating a giant gust of wind that pushed Harry onto his back and most of the stone projectiles back.
As the dragon roared in pain, Harry leapt forward, readying his axe for another strike. Unwilling to put up with the insult, the Horntail spat out another gout of fire. It looked like it connected, but…
"Agito!" Harry yelled. He extended his right hand, where a red runic circle appeared. The circle grew and expanded, blocking him from the flames. As that happened, the four gems in on the axe flashed red and became rubies. The red light surrounded the axe and changed its shape, changing it into a giant claymore, where the platinum plate moved to the base of the sword.
Raising his newly formed blade, he slashed forward, the blade humming. The blade opened up, revealing another barrel. Still having five other bullets from the last time, it just closed and loaded another bullet.
"FeuerRüstung!"(German Translation: Flame Armament) the sword had called out, creating a giant flaming aura that engulfed the blade. The aura caused it the claymore to grow in size. Just as he was about to run forward, the mother dragon had already retreated, but was ready to fight tooth and nail for her children. Harry ran forward, and swung his blade horizontally, only for the dragon to swat him off.
'Aw great,' Harry thought, dispelling the barrier. 'How the hell do I get the egg now? Not to mention, they're all gold!'
'I really want to meet the guy who organized this event,' Agito thought back. 'because they apparently weren't thinking straight when they organized this event.'
"I may be of assistance to you sir," spoke his blade in a deep masculine voice
"How so?" Harry asked, dodging a gout of fire by diving to the side.
"I can increase your speed at the cost of some defense," the sword replied.
"Do it then," Harry said.
"Yes sir!" the sword replied, the red stones glowing yellow. The four gems turned from red rubies into yellow amber. The yellow aura surrounded the claymore and turned it into two small knives. Harry immediately felt lighter, as the long white overcoat shortened into a biker jacket, and the boots turned into smaller shoes with wing shapes on the sides.
"Tsubasa-gata!" (Japanese Translation: Wing Form) the two blades said, now in a more effeminate voice as compared to the masculine voice earlier. A pale yellow magic circle appeared under him, tendrils of magic going over his feet. As the dragon swiped at him, Harry took off at great speed, ducking under his the gouts of fire and swipes from its claws.
Just as he reached the nest, Harry was nearly struck by the tail of the beast, had he not ducked backward and slid on his knees, tapping the golden egg out of the nest with his right knife.
Jumping on the dragon's back, he ran across its spinal cord before jumping off its head. Twisting himself to face the dragon, he threw both his blades at once. Holding his arms in front of him in an 'x'-shape, a magic circle appeared underneath him, holding him in place.
"Saisho-sho: Naga hi kuritikaru" (Japanese Translation: First Form: Wing Hidden Strike)the two knives said, the hilts opening and closing rapidly as it loaded bullets into the swords. Flying back, knives first, the two struck at the dragons horns, completely snapping them. With one final roar of pain, the dragon collapsed, but not quite yet unconscious. Almost instinctively, Harry raised his right hand sword, the yellow jewel blade.
"Tsubasa kusari!" (Japanese Translation: Wing Chains) the yellow knives said, yellow wing like chains shooting forth from the air above the huge fire breathing lizard. With a small movement, the chains carried the dragon a small distance away from the nest.
Grabbing his intended egg, he sheathed both knives, which reverted back to its giant original form, Harry walked up the dragon. Despite the cries from the crowd, Harry patted its snout and said, "Sorry about the rough treatment. I'll make sure the crazies organizing this thing treat you right."
The dragon eyed him, almost dangerously, before closing its eyes.
"…AND HE'S DONE IT!" the voice of Ludo Bagman said, the tone full of amazement and wonder. "I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT OUR YOUNGEST CHAMPION HAS MANAGED TO SECURE HIS GOLDEN EGG THE QUICKEST OUT OF ALL OUR CHAMPIONS!"
A/N: Well, this is the first chapter of the new story. There have been a few changes here and there, so I hope its better than the original.