Harry was staring through the doors of the Hogwarts Great Hall, watching a scene play before him. A large cross between a lion and a saber-toothed tiger, SaberLeomon leapt over him. He tried to move his now human legs forward to stop what he knew was going to happen but like every other night, Harry's legs would not move. He saw the digital monster, or Digimon running toward one of his friends, wolf boy Takuya Kanbara. He saw most of his friends, known collectively as the Digidestined run to try to stop SaberLeomon. Like every other night, Harry watched the others, known as the Valkyrie stiffen and walk toward the group in a daze. The four; Hikari "Kari" Kamiya, Joe Kido, Ronald "Ron" Weasley, and Draco Malfoy were forced against their will to shove their friends away. For what seemed the thousandth time, Harry watched as SaberLeomon grabbed Takuya in his jaws, and then vanish.

Number 4 Privet Drive, Surrey

"NOOOOOOO!" Harry sat bolt upright, shaking the dream away. The thirteen year old boy kicked away his covers and checked his bed for scorch marks. As usual, there were none present but his experience over the past two years had taught him to be careful. Though he looked human, he was far from it. Harry got up and wandered over to a mirror on his nightstand. As usual, the mirror was blank. Even so, Harry didn't need it. He knew what he looked like.

On the outside, Harry stood at five and a half feet, his short black hair messier than ever. His indifferent green eyes peeked out from a face only marred by a lightning bolt scar. Where once he wore round glasses, now Harry saw everything unaided and sharp. With those eyes, Harry could see for miles, even able to read a book at that distance. This was because his appearance was an illusion that reflected his once human appearance. Harry looked and listened. Hearing nothing, Harry shed the illusion and now stood as himself.

He found out he was a wizard almost four years ago, the descendant of Lily and James Potter. Though he had believed them to have died in a car crash, the truth was more sinister. They had been murdered by a man named Lord Voldermort. First his father, then his mother died by a curse that kills upon impact. After both died, Voldermort turned his wand on Harry, uttered the words and then died. Harry had been taken to live with his Aunt and Uncle, ignorant of the truth. Ten years later, on his 11th birthday, a huge giant, Rubeus Hagrid gave Harry a letter inviting him to a school for magic, Hogwarts. There, he had met many friends and rivals while learning magic.

Due to his home life, Harry had become a light sleeper. Thus, when some of his fellow first year Gryffindors received an alert, Harry followed them to the common room. There, he saw a large group plotting to save the school from Digimon. A small group set out, riding on winged Digimon or in two cases, turning into Digimon themselves. Before Harry could return to bed, one of the ones who stayed behind, Takuya Kanbara left the common room and headed to the tallest tower in the school, the Astronomy Tower. Curious, Harry followed him and witnessed the boy turning into a dragon-Digimon, BurningGreymon. Without stopping to think, Harry jumped aboard and the pair flew out to a battle.

A group of Digidestined was losing a fight against an orange monkey, Etemon. To save them, BurningGreymon attacked Etemon. However, the blast did no damage and a return blast, seemingly from nowhere hit BurningGreymon. The spirit of the Digimon sensed Harry and to save his life, tried to keep Takuya from emerging. This forced Takuya and Harry together, trapping them in each other's mind. A rematch against Etemon fixed the problem, but a gift left Harry to slowly change.

After learning that he had been steadily changing and now had strange powers, Harry learned that Hogwarts was to be attacked. Using one of his gifts, the ability to communicate mind to mind with Takuya, Harry warned him of the danger and got a group of Digidestined to safety. After he got them away, Harry's transformation killed him. Like a phoenix, Harry had been reborn into a creature completely made of fire. With a new partner and the Digidestined, Harry had fought to protect the school, winning with the help of the Digidestined and his rival Draco Malfoy.

His transformation into a fire creature had made it to where he was unable to see himself in a mirror. However, Harry knew that he was an almost nine foot wolf-boy hybrid with a corona of almost invisible flame covering his body. The wolf features had come in his second year when Harry had travelled to the parallel Digital World and had undergone what was known as the Trials of Lord's Mountain. As one of the people who had passed, Harry gained superhuman senses and his form reflected that. Various reactions to substances made Harry unable to see in the normal spectrum, only able to see the aura of anything. He also gained the power to transform into anyone who's DNA he held due to another reaction. After a final change last year, Harry was able to mask his bestial appearance and regained the ability to see properly. However, his sight was more of a dual-vision as he saw both the physical shape of something and its aura.

Hearing a noise, Harry is snapped out of his thoughts. Quickly, Harry scrambles to cover his appearance, succeeding just as his uncle, Vernon Dursley appears. "I'm going out with Dudley and Petunia, don't touch anything."

"Yes Uncle Vernon." As soon as Vernon left, Harry collapsed to the floor, caught in a vision. In it, Harry saw his nemesis, Lord Voldermort planning to kill him. However, the vision ends with the death of an old muggle who had been watching.

When Harry woke up, he shrugged it off and finished a letter to his godfather, Sirius:

Sirius,

I've been keeping well as always. It's been dull here, confined to this place but I know I can't go looking for Takuya. Not yet. Of course, when I get the chance, I will hunt for both him and Keenan. I know Dumbledore believes them dead but I know the truth. Takuya was taken and I suspect that Keenan was too. Of course, I haven't lost hope for either Davis or Tai as death is not always an end. I had an odd dream about Voldermort but I doubt it was a vision. Aside from this, Ron mentioned something about a Quidditch World Cup. He said Arthur was going to try to get tickets for everyone including Hermione and I. Takuya would enjoy it but unfortunately, he is unable to contact me.

I hope this finds you well,

Harry Potter.

Harry reread this letter and then grinned. His grin was something to behold, the snarl of a beast mixed with a touch of human warmth. His eyes, made of pure fire danced even more rapidly, making them seem blurred. When he was still human, the dream he had just had would have been to only thing in his letter, with scrambled mentions of his friends. Now, Takuya was the main topic, giving his letter an almost sinister ring to it. Last year, Harry had met with convicted killer, Sirius Black and had noticed that the man did not smell or feel like a killer. Slowly the truth came out; Sirius was actually confronting an old childhood friend who had turned bad and cared deeply for Harry. In fact, when he saw Harry's prized broomstick slam into an evil tree, Sirius had snuck into a village and ordered Harry the best model there was, a Firebolt. Smiling at the irony of the name, Harry tied the letter to the leg of his snowy owl, Hedwig. Unfortunately, Harry wasn't thinking and so he left a handprint of fire on the parchment.

Harry watched Hedwig fly out of sight. Before he could shut the window however, Harry saw a much smaller owl fly in. Unlike Hedwig, this owl was not used to Harry's odd ways and so he was forced to grab in in a claw. He quickly unrolled the parchment and read:

Harry,

WE GOT THE TICKETS! The match is going to be Bulgaria versus Ireland. We lost in the Semifinals but this is the first time in a long time that we are hosting the Cup. Mom sent a letter through Muggle Post but we weren't sure how long it would take. I'm still working on sorting out what I hear but I know Mum's arranged for Dad to pick you up Friday at 5. She sent the letter but really, it's just a formality. Fred and George are making some kind of sweets and I think they want to use Dudley as a tester. Oh, and Dad was definitely thinking about fireplaces. Of course, she doesn't know that you can get to the Burrow without her but that's mum for you. Dad understands and he'll try to occupy your relatives while you leave. Even so, you may want to use a different method as they probably won't be interested.

Ron.

Harry wrote a quick reply back, in the form of a piece of parchment with a burnt paw-print on it and sent the owl back. As the owl left, Harry heard the doorbell ring. He quickly composed himself and ran downstairs. There, he had to deal with an overexcited postman who was laughing at the amount of stamps on a letter addressed to him. He quickly opened it and read through it. "The woman who sent this likes to show off her stamp collection."

"Most people would know that only one stamp is needed."

"Yes, and most people would know not to… question…" While Harry had maintained a close approximation to his old human voice, the last word was a low growl.

"Er, yes. Just… um… making sure that I got the right address. I-I'll be going now." With that, the postman nervously backed up and Vernon returned.

"Boy! What are you doing here?" Vernon demanded.

"I was answering the door. A postman thought our mail was… funny. I will have to tell my… friends the purpose of a stamp. Also, I have been 'invited' to a 'sporting event.' I will be picked up Friday at 5 and will remain at my friend's house for the rest of the summer. As you know, I will be going; however it was thought that consent will be proper."

A.N. Well well well, book four. As you may have guessed, this is covering HP and the Goblet of Fire. Also, the title is not permanent, possibly changing as the story progresses. As mentioned previously, the shadow of fire, Aodhan will be the enemy. I may even alter it a bit more, playing with some other parts. If the title does change, I will be saving it for another book as I think it sounds awesome.