Mage: Hello everyone It's Mage this is a brand new story that ive been tinkering in my head with and I hope you like it.
Harry: I'm love it so far this next chapter is awesome
Mage: damn right it is sorry that the chapters are so short they will get longer as the story goes on but it will take some time.
Harry: just enjoy it I am.
Mage:. I don't harry potter or any of its character.
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Raven difference
Change that all it was and it was one that would change everything they knew about harry potter
Chapter one
HPOV
As I walked into the ring, I could feel the eyes of the people in the crowd on me, but most of all, I could feel fear filling my stomach like cement. I would rather face Voldemort again than this mother dragon; at least he didn't spit fire and wasn't ten feet tall. The cannon went off, startling me, and the dragon shot its molten fire in my direction, forcing me to dive behind a nearby rock as I yelled, "Accio firebolt!" I waited for my broom to appear but it never did. The dragon was looking for me; I could feel the ground shake as it drew closer and closer to my hiding spot. I looked behind the rock for a quick peak, and that was when I saw them, my supposed friends and house looking at me with fear and shock.
It was in that moment that I realized that being theirs would be pointless, that being their golden boy would only get me killed, so I decided to do what any sane person would do, I cut the strings, freeing myself.
"This is not me; I am no one's puppet. I will be free." I made my way out from behind the rock, pulling my magic to the surface and breaking down any blocks that I felt in my way. When the dragon swung its tail in my direction, I released my essence into the wind, feeling as my body's spirit spread far and wide, taking shape into something new, something free.
Third Person view
Ravens were all that remained of one Harry Potter. The black birds were circling the arena, looking for a way out but finding none as a magical barrier had appeared when he tried to flee.
'Must be the goblet preventing me from leaving,' thought the ravens in a way that was similar to a hive mind.
The ravens began to charge the dragon, figuring that if they couldn't flee, they could use their size to get in between the dragon's scales to give it some form of pain. Harry was shocked that he had this much pent up anger, but in his current state, he didn't care.
'Let's show them how to cut the string,' said a voice in Harry's mind that he was all too happy to agree with.
The dragon would try in vain to hurt any raven that came too close to her, but whenever she struck one, it got right back up like it had never been hurt in the first place. But this oddity didn't last long; soon the ravens started flying away from the dragon and the stands, and began circling in the air, clumping together. The people in the crowd heard a voice, not just any voice but the voice of the fourth champion. They looked around, trying to find the boy when someone shouted to look up and they did. What they saw was shocking.
The ravens were forming and melding together, showing Harry, but he was different. When all the ravens finally melded together, there stood Harry floating in mid air. He had his arms crossed and looked impassive as if all his emotions had died and left him hollow. He was wearing a black, skin tight trench coat that flared out at his hips along with wearing black jeans and black gloves and combat boots. His hair was longer and looked like feathers down his back.
He spoke with a voice barely above a whisper, but what they heard was like thunder in the sky. Soon he said two words that shocked people to the core, "You're done." He lifted his hand to the sky and brought it down, and with it came lighting that hit the dragon. The people there would always remember the way the dragon screamed as shackles of lighting made their way around the creature, slithering over it like snakes.
"Is this what you wanted, honorable judges, a "Show"? Well you've got one." With those words, he stopped the lighting but the dragon had been bound. Harry landed on the ground softly and walked forward; the dragon tried backing up in fear of this creature in front of her.
They all watched as Harry made his way to the nest and picked up the golden egg and then softly spoke, "I'm done." He turned and walked back into the tent he had come from earlier. When he entered the tent, he let go of the bonds holding the dragon and let her return to her nest. After he entered, applause and screams of joy and other emotions were heard. But he only frowned and muttered, "pathetic," walking past his fellow champions and sat down to wait for his score like then.
The judges called their names and they walked out, holding their eggs. Each were given their points; Victor was in the lead and in second was Harry. Reporters began to enter the arena, all heading towards Harry, but without even a wave of his hand, he was gone, and the flock of ravens from earlier were flying towards the school.