Harry Potter: Professional Monster Hunter
PART 1
CHAPTER 1
For as long as there had been magic in the world there had been dangerous magical creatures. And for as long as there have been monsters, there have been monster hunters. At first it was just humans and the other races trying their best to drive back the horde that descended, however it didn't take long to learn that the best they could muster just wasn't good enough.
Then one day about 300 years after the advent of magic and monsters a human alchemist found a way to give ordinary humans a small amount of magic, and learned ways to turn the body of those who underwent the potions to be more effective to combat the monsters. And so the profession of Witchery was born. These warriors, who became known as Witchers, were limited because no one wanted to give a child up to join their ranks, and because of the mutations their bodies underwent they lost the ability to have children of their own.
After they learned that the best age for the children to under go the Trials, what the Witcher Schools called the potions and physical training, was 13 they started to look in orphanages for those that would be the new generation. For a while this worked and even though the Trials had a mortality rate of 85% the ranks started to swell. And over the next millinium this trend would continue.
It was in early in the 11th century when things changed once again. The ordinary people started to not be able to see the monsters for what they were. What was also weird is that the monsters started to attack the mundanes less and less. That meant that they had to adapt to finding the magical people easier and even though the magicals were better suited to fighting them they still lost to many.
That was when four magicals, in what would later be known as Scotland, would find the best candidates for the Witchers. These four, who were brothers and sisters, came to be the Founders of Hogwarts School, the first ever magic only school. Salazar, the eldest of the four, had a son that was born without the ability to use magic, what was known as a squib. In a desperate attempt to keep the magic in his line alive he took the Child to the leader of the Wolf school in what would be Great Britan, when his child was 11. He begged the man to take his son and make him a Witcher.
For a reason lost to history the man took the child and decided to start to teach him potions and how track and identify different monsters. This went on until the child, His name was Vesimir, was 13. And young Vesimir took to the mutations like a duck to water. He still wasn't capable of using wand magic but he had the strongest Signs that had ever been seen. It was this event, that pointed the magical world to who could save them.
From there on out squibs were no longer a disapointment to families, they were points of pride. Following the way that Vesimir was trained, and so that the kids didn't feel left behind, the Witcher Schools started to take 11 year olds to teach the non-physical portion of their future profession. Many of the magical worlds greatest hero's from then on were Witchers, like Geralt of Rivia the man that saved the world from an envasion of elves from a different world.
There had been many different "Dark Lords" through out history and they always had one thing that set them apart. Herpo the Foul, was as his name said the most Foul. Grindlewald is known as the Greatest, for he came the closest to taking over the world. And the current "Dark Lord" was indisputedly the most powerful. The Witcher Schools, until the time of Voldemort, had been untouched and thus stayed out of much of the fighting.
Earlier in the year Voldemort had attacked the yearly Gathering, the one time of year when most Witchers would be in one place. Even as tough as they were not many survived that night except for those that were out on jobs. After that they started to fight to kill the "Death Eaters" as Voldemorts followers called themselves. It was on Halloween that all this came to a stop. Voldemort had targeted the Potter family, and was looking to kill them all, even little baby Harry.
For some reason that couldn't be said, he survived the Killing curse, Avada Kedavra. This however had never been done before but there was one side effect to it. He was now a squib, even though he had been such a powerful child, his accidental magic was insanely strong, having been known to turn peoples hair different colors, summon toys, wandlessly being able to lift a grown man into the air, he even flew without a broom one time! Now all that potential was locked into his body unable to get even a whisp out.
And thus the future was changed, with The-Boy-Who-Lived going to be trained as a Witcher...Well the future was obviously going to be an interesting place.
CHAPTER 2
"This court finds you guilty of Accessory of murder on two counts, and tweleve counts of Murder of a Muggle. Mr. Pettigrew what do you have to say for yourself?" The Chief Warlock, Albus Dumbledore asked the defendant.
Said defendant was Peter Pettigrew, one time friend of the Potters that betrayed them to Voldemort. It had been a little over a month since the tragedy that left young Harry Potter without his parents and it had been basically a media circus.
The first big thing was that Sirius Black wasn't the Secret Keeper for the Potters like they had been telling everyone. That through a lot of people for a loop however when he went to Alastor Moody, a decorated and celebrated Auror, telling him that it was Peter and that he should go and find him. Of course being the person Moody was he followed the trail rather easily and when he trapped Peter, the man yelled that it was all Sirius' fault that James and Lily Potter were dead. When Moody, knowing that very few were in the know about their deaths, said that Peter had to come with him, the idiot fired a blasting curse into the street hitting a gas main that was there.
The resulting explosion knocked Peter out and killed the tweleve muggles that he was being charged for. The second big thing was that the Longbottom Family were attacked a week after the Potters by the Lestranges and Barty Crouch Jr. Junior was another traitor to the Order of the Pheonix, the vigilante group ran by Dumbledore to fight the Death Eaters. He was the Longbottom Secret Keeper until two months before switching it to Marleen Mckinnon who he then killed so that he could tell others about where the Longbottoms were and then tortured them into insanity.
Then there was a large ruckus with what to do about little Harry, what with him becoming a squib even if his magic reserves were still the size of a first year. Then because of how he had no living blood relatives he was almost sent to his muggle Aunt, Petunia Dursley but Sirius put his foot down to Dumbledore as Harry's godfather. He would take the little tyke and raise him.
Back to the trial however, Peter didn't look like he was going to answer until, "The Dark Lord will return! He will and when he does he will be more fearsome than ever before, He has powers that you can't comprehend! And when he is back he will reward me for staying true! HE WILL RETURN!"
Dumbledore motioned for the Auror next to Peter stun him and after he fell quite, "Mr. Pettigrew will serve life in Azkabans highest security wing. He will never have a chance for parole and will be visted yearly to interagate him on what he just said." After that he banged his gavel and closed out the trial.
After he got through the throngs of people trying to get an interview with him, he disapperated to out side a Cottage on the top of a cliff. He went up and knocked on the door and waited for Sirius to answer.
When Sirius opened the door he was holding Harry with a smile on his face, however when he saw it was Dumbledore he frowned, "Come in Headmaster, we can talk in the kitchen I was just about to put Harry to bed. He just ate and I have to make something for me now. Do you want anything?" He said before turning around and going to a room at the back of the hall, he came out without Harry and went to the Kitchen where there was tea and two large plates full of food.
"I hope you don't mind but I asked a house elf from Hogwarts to pop us over something," Dumbledore said with a slight smile. "I am sure you know why I am here, Peter is going to be in Azkaban for life. He also said some very troubling things. . . He hinted that Voldemort would be back someday and that made me go back to my thinking of putting. ."
He was cut off when Sirius said sharply, "He will NOT be going to that woman and her home! You have no say in this matter! I know you have your heart in the right place but no one, NO ONE, knows where this cottage is except for you and me. And I will have someone put a Fidilus on it, it alread has the Black family Wards and even a few War Wards."
Dumbledore's eyes widened, "When did you get War Wards? How did you get them they are thought to be lost?" At that statement Sirius smirked and finished up his food. "What can I say, Dark though the name may be, Dark may the majority of the magic in my family, we did have some very interesting Old Magic. However only the head of house may have it and as much as he hated my grandfather never disowned me so when he died I became Head."
The elder of the two nodded with a twinkle in his eyes, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be to bad to leave the Potter here. "Alright you won't hear me say another word about putting Harry somewhere else. I do ask that you let me visit every now and then though?" Sirius nods and says of course and Dumbledore continues, "So it has been confirmed that Harry is a squib now?"
Sirius looked down a little sadly before he smiled very widely, "Yes I took him to the School of the Wolf, I have a friend that let me in. Took him to Master Witcher Geralt and he put him through a few tests. Harry isn't what we would call a normal squib by any means." He takes a gulp of his tea finishing it off.
"First off he has a very, VERY, large magical core. Which as you know is different than most squibs. Thing is its not that it can't be drug out of it, in fact it comes willing when called on by someone. But it just doesn't leave the core unless there is a path for it to follow. All the paths that magic go to in mages are gone." Sirius smiles even wider at Dumbledores astonished face, "Thats not all, he replinishes his magic much faster than anyone else, and because he has no paths for it to follow you can't pick him up with locating spells or revealing spells unless someone else is pulling on it then he looks like a bloody supernova."
Getting some more tea he smiles and nods at Dumbledore, and then said old man smiles back, "So how will this affect the Trials? Will they still work?" Dumbledore was taken aback when Sirius laughed loudly.
"We know that they will still work, he isn't the first squib without paths for their magic, in fact Geralt was one that didn't have pathways and the potions worked better on him than anyone else, just as the other ones that had that problem." Sirius shakes his head slightly in thought. "In fact Geralt believes that with his magic so strong he may be able to do a lot more than just the Signs that Witchers use."
Dumbledore smiles even wider and nods greatly, "Good, good! This is better news than I thought we would have. . . Please Sirius I wan't you to raise him to be un arragant. You know how James was when he was younger, and how many of the Witchers are before they go through the Trials. Teach him the theory of magic as best you can so that after his trials he can hopefully put some of it to good use learning new things to do." Dumbledore looked at his watch and jumped up. "Great Scot! Look at the time I have to go Sirius, I have a teachers meeting that I must get to. Come to me on Saturday so that we can get that fidilus set up. I will have Filius do the Charm and if you would allow me I would be honored to be your Keeper."
At Sirius' nod he started to head for the front door, "Headmaster, I will see you then, I would have no one else be our Secret Keeper, so I thank you for your offer and will take you up on it," Sirus said following him to the door and showing him out with a smile.
CHAPTER 3
Harry knew from a young age that he was different. For one thing he was always one of the bigger kids, he often towered over those that were a year or two older than himself. He was also very strong, and so from the age of 5 he started to work on how much strength he actually had to put toward things. He was also much faster than anyone he had met so far even his somewhat intimidating uncle Geralt.
That had nothing on his intelligence though, he was a smart little bugger. He learned how to talk by the time he was three and was able to read some of the easier books when he turned 5. He was able to do some of the higher maths like multiplication and division, and a little bit of algebra by the time he was 9.
So it wasn't all that surprising when he was one of the best students when he went to the School of the Wolf at age 11. He towered over his classmates at 5 foot 2 inches, and he was able to answer questions that even some of the kids getting ready for the trials had trouble with. This predictably led him to be somewhat ostricized, well more so than normal really.
He was The-Boy-Who-Lived after all, and that made him hard to approach apparently. It was something that he had gotten somewhat used to since his first outing to Diagon Alley. That isn't to say that he liked it by any means though. In fact if you asked those who knew him best, Sirius his godfather or his friend Neville Longbottom, they would even go so far as to say he hated it, with a passion.
What really cemented his place in the School, some of his detracters would say on a pedestal above everyone else, was the end to his first two years. Both years something weird happened that no one could really explain, and some of the older students would do their best to figure them out.
First year a professor from Hogwarts, the school that his friend Neville went to to learn magic, somehow got his hands on what was thought to be a Philosophers Stone and attempted to kidnap Harry for some reason. The teacher was a Professor Quirrell, that years unlucky Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. As soon as the professor touched the young Potter he started to turn to sand, and after he died a black spirit, a wraith, fled without what turned out to be a fake stone.
His second year was even weirder for him in all reality. A house-elf, a creature that was made from the enslaving of the sand elves, would show up a few times that year and attack Harry and before it left it would say it was just trying to keep him away from Hogwarts. It was near the end of the year when Fawkes, the pheonix familiar of his Grandpa Albus; the Headmaster of Hogwarts, flashed him away from lunch.
Fawkes apparently flashed him into the fabled Chamber of Secrets, the very same Chamber that Slytherin left his part of the protection of the school in. He quickly learned why he was there when Fawkes dropped the Sorting Hat in his hands and Gryffindors silver and steel sword fell into his hands. He put the hat on and looked around when he saw a small red headed girl on the ground.
From that point on it was a literal fight for his life, and what a fight it was. He killed a thousand year old Basilisk, left there by Slytherin himself, got bitten by said Basilisk, destroyed both a shade of Voldemort and the dark object that was pulling the energy out of who he learned was Ginny Weasley, got healed by Fawkes and then Fawkes flashed the two of them to the Headmasters office.
There not only was the Headmaster, but also the poor girls parents. After explaining what happened to the Headmaster, and her parents Harry learned just who it was that set this in motion. Lucius Malfoy a school governor and head of the house of Malfoy. It was also his house-elf that was the one that had been attacking him that year.
So he took off his sock and put it in the book that had been cursed. He then gave it to Malfoy after running after him. So when Lucius gave the book to Dobby, the elf, He freed the little guy. After that he tried to use what must have been the Killing Curse but was stoped by his old elf. Afterwards Harry went back to the Headmasters office to see that Master Geralt was there as well examining the Sword of Gryffindor.
That was how Harry got his first ever sword, actually. No one else but him was able to even lift the thing due to them not being part of the family apparently and thus he found out that he was not only the heir to the Potter name but also Gryffindor. Over the summer he took the Sword to Gringotts and was going to give it back but the Director of the bank, King Ragnok the Bloodthirsty himself, Told him to keep it and use it well, and should he ever want to have the Sword serviced for rune enhancements to bring it to the King himself.
That leads us to his third year, because he he had turned thirteen he was allowed to undergo the Trials. So the very first day he and his fellow yearmates started the Trials as is normal. What many know, but don't know, is that anywhere between a half and three fourths of the kids die from the unlocking of the magic in them.
It starts with the Trial of Grasses, this trial forces the body to become more effecient. In many ways this trial is the easiest and hardest, the body itself basically destroys itself and then it rebulids. At the end of it the ones that survive are bigger, stronger, faster, their organs now run at the best they can. This is what allows the Witchers use so many potions and such powerful ones at that.
If they survive the Trial of Grasses, they then face the Trial of Truth. This trial is another series of potions, these ones work with the brain and with magic. It makes the brain better and faster, your memory is forced to become almost eidetic. Your reflexes also skyrocket to the point that you can take on the quicker creatures, such as drowners and chimeras and manticores. It will also give those without a lot of magic enough that a normal witch or wizard would have, or if you have a lot it helps calm it down so that it will be easier to control. However this Trial has the danger of you going insane from the amount your brain changes.
And finally there is the Trial of Magic. This is where the second most children die. The trial is a really complex magic ritual that fixes most of what caused the kids to be squibs. You see there are two kinds of squibs, there are those that don't have can't refill their magical cores, and those that are unable to push magic outside of their bodies because they are lacking the right path ways.
In the case of those unable to create more magic, the ritual will for lack of a better word jumpstart the part of their magic that wasn't doing its job. These are the ones have a 100% survial rate.
For those without pathways it is much different. The ritual forces their magic to create pathways and when it does it creates a large strain on the magic core itself, and because the kids always had the magic inside, none ever leaving, it could make the kids core constantly leak magic. This would lead the kids to dying of magical exhaustion.
Now the trials weren't gone through all at once, it was actually spread out over the year. Which is what brought us to the end of Harry's third year at the School of the Wolf. And it is this that brings us to the real begining of our story. It is the month after Harry underwent the Trial of Magic, May 15.
CHAPTER 4
In anticipation of finishing the Trials alive, Harry decided to give himself a bit of a present. So he sent off the Sword of Gryffindor to King Ragnok for a bit of an upgrade and just got it back today. When he saw it he almost couldn't believe that it was the same sword that he sent away.
It was now a bit bigger and heavier, more to his liking than how light the sword used to be. It was also now COVERED in runes. And from what the letter said it was capable of so much now! First things first, and this wasn't a rune that did it, it was poisonous after he stabbed the basilisk in the mouth.
Now here are the runes that were added. One was for it to be eternally sharp, and brought its sharpness up to a point that he should be able to cleave stone in half rather easily. The next was one that would keep it from needed to be oiled or cleaned so it didn't rust or get any weak spots. Those were the two that were purely non combat.
There were four others though, one was that what ever he cut would make it almost impossible to heal from, unless you used a very specific charm. The next was one that would steal bits of life energy from the one it cuts and use that to heal his wounds. The next was one that if he stabbed something it would send thousands of volts of electricity through the victim. The final rune was something that he didn't know how he felt about. If he were to stab through the heart of his opponent and use the proper phrase, then the sword would Destroy the soul of the one stabbed.
So it was understandable that Harry wanted to get a little bit of practice in with his new sword, which he got after dinner. It is at the end of his training that we find ourselves. He cut a very impressive figure for a 13 year old, even one that had gone through the trial of Grasses. At 6 foot 1 inch, 210 pounds of muscle, there was a good reason that even some of the older and more experienced kids were afraid of approaching him. The thing that was even scarier was that he was so very fast and his reaction time, which was already amazing, SKYROCKETED.
It was the back end of an hour after he started that he heard footsteps coming his way so he started to slow down his swings and put his sword in the sheath made specifically for the Sword. He heard from behind him, "It is good to see that you can still pay attention to your surroundings while in the battle trance, Potter. You finally heard me what? From 50 or 60 meters out? Thats better than most 7th years." It was the White Wolf himself, Geralt of Rivia. The Master of the School after Vesimir died.
Harry smiled at the praise and chuckled ruefully, "I am still no where near ready for actual combat Geralt, you know this, and I know this more than anyone." Harry moved over to the water cooler that was by the benches in the sword arena. "I really got very lucky last year with the Slytherins Monster, I had a lot of help from Fawkes as well." He sighed in a bit of a defeated tone.
At this Geralt had to shake his head, the young will never learn will they, "Potter luck is just as much a part of battle as anything else. Some would say that it is even more important than skill. There is one quote I can think of that fits this situation, 'I like to think of luck as the culmination of a series of events, all done in a specific order, that relies on skill and experience' (1). It is something that all great Witchers come to learn and you will learn it to some day." Geralt smiled thinking of all the close calls, the 'lucky' escapes, that perfect thrust into an enemy that he shouldn't have been able to see. All that made him a legend was based around skill, experience, and a shit ton of luck.
Hearing what one of his hero's said on luck, and really seeing as to how that could indeed be true, felt a lot better about what happened last year. "Thank you Master, you have set some of my worries to ease." He nods to Geralt and smiles.
Both stop in what they were doing for a moment though when they heard someone running towards the arena and could hear them muttering something. As it got closer the two decided to wait and see who it was and why they were saying that they had to hide. You can imagine their surprise when none other than Peter Pettigrew came running into the arena.
How you may be asking yourself, how is Peter here? Well at the begining of the year he had escaped from Azkaban to find his fallen master. Well seeing as no one but those that went to the School of the Wolf know were the school itself is no one thought that they would need to put guards there, besides its a school of Witchers, Witcher Apprentices, and Witcher Trainees. They can handle just about anything and everything let alone a sub-par wizard like Peter.
The one thing that no one thought to remember was that for everything that a Witcher could do, their biggest problems were with Dementors, the guards of Azkaban. You see while a Witcher was able to kill most spirits, wraiths, ghosts, and demons, they have no defense or stratagy for Dementors for a couple of reasons.
First contrary to popular belief Witchers are not totally emotionless. They are still able to feel STRONG emotions, such as love or hate or MORTAL fear. And because it takes something truly horrendous to make a Witcher feel fear, they are very effected by Dementors. Secondly while it is true that Dementors are part demon part spirit it is impossible to kill one unless its a brand new one. Dementors are immortal unless you kill it multiple times, because its soul can't be sent on or destroyed unless it is the only one the Dementor has. That means that the older the Dementor the harder it is to kill. And finally Witchers can't make a Patronus to make them go away.
And the reason that I bring this up? Well fact of the matter is they had caught onto Peters scent and followed it to the arena they were in. So it is understandable that when they got there both Witchers were freaking the fuck out. It was all happened very fast as well, so it is very easy to see that they were shaken up.
It was going somewhat ok, the Dementors hadn't found Harry or Geralt, and had focused on Peter. However something happened that both were a bit speechless about. Peter never stopped running and ran to the other side of the arena and turned into a rat and scurried through a small hole in to wall. And if there is one thing that a Dementor hates more than a Patronus, it is losing its prey.
It was then that the Dementors found Harry and Geralt. Just as that happened Geralt dragged Harry to his feet from where he had fallen and started to run for the opened gate. He pulled out his silver sword and started to cast Yerden Signs all around him to trap the demons for a few seconds at least.
Harry seeing what his Master was doing copied him and drew the Sword, and was about to use his own Sign but being faster than his master he got to far ahead and he wouldn't be able to remember exactly what he did until later when both he and Geralt used the Schools Pensieve to review the incident.
Harry was almost at the door when he saw that Geralt had been trapped by Dementors on all sides and he was stunned and unable to think. But that was when his body started to move on its own. And then he was next to his Master his blade sticking through the back of the Dementor and whispered the phrase to release the runes soul cutting power. Dust to Dust. When he said that many things happened at once.
First the Dementor EXPLODED into ash and didn't reform, next all the Dementors stopped a moment before rushing in to overwhelm the two, they couldn't let the sword weilder leave, or else they would be destined to die. Then with all of his enemies coming in and him being desperate, he channeled as much power as he could and cast a Yerden as powerful as he could. And when he did it came out just a little bit differently than normal.
Instead of glowing purple Yerden symbols, they were a pale silver whose light extended up and over the two Witchers and formed a dome and when the Dementors hit it they rebounded and screeched as if they were burned. This went of for what felt to them as minutes but was really only about ten seconds before the dementors decided to cut their loses, they had lost one of their own today and had to report back to their leader that they had failed to retrieve Peter.
And when the last one was gone, the dome fell and an exhausted Harry Potter passed out from using so much power and from being exposed to the Dementor Effect Causing him to hear his mothers voice begging Voldemort to leave him alone.
END OF PART ONE THE BEGINING OF A LEGEND.
(1) Quite honestly I can't remember what book that quote is from I looked for it for like an hour in the book that I am fairly certain it is in and I didn't see it. I however really do think that what I said is true. The winner of a fight is decided by three things Skill, Experience, and Luck. And it is when the first two come together to make the last one that most winners are made. Granted a less skilled or experienced fighter could still win because they just did the right things at the right time and litteraly was given the fight due to the other underestimating them or make a major basic mistake that due to a series of things ranging from the less experienced one having done something similar rather close to the time of the fight he was instructed on how to do it right and had learned how their trainer had taken them down from the same mistake or to the more experienced one just didn't see that small amount of water that was there and slipped.
Anyway that is all Im going to say about that.
AN: so here we are the ending of the first part of my newest fanfic. I hope you guys like it so far and all that. I know that there is a bit that can be fixed, however my computer doesn't come with spell check or microsoft office so I am sorry if this is a little hard to read due to that. I also have to say that I am not all that caught up on the Witcher lore and things like that I just really like the games and it has been a while since I played the first two. That is the biggest reason that I don't know the actual ages of any of The Witcher characters. and honestly its a crossover with Harry Potter so I don't particularly care about how spot on I am.
As you can see I am starting the real story about now and it is going to pick up when Harry goes home for the summer, He trains a bit, he goes to the world cup, and he will be going to Hogwarts! becuase we all know that this is going to be basically an AU Goblet of Fire. It will go on to the defeat of Voldemort and maybe a little bit farther down the line as he makes himself the most awesome Witcher of all time.
Final little bit here, I am going to have Ciri come in to help Harry. Basically she is going to show up as a trainer using her powers as the Lady of Time and Space. Should I make her an option as the pairing or should I make it someone else. Not Ginny, I have no problems with the character as written by Mrs. Rowling, however I have read enough fanfics that make me wonder just how Harry fell for Ginny. Not Hermione because while I like the Pairing I think that she would be uncomfortable with being romantically involved with someone in such a dangerous life, which is why she fell for Ron I think. And finally No one that is actually old enough to be his mother. if he was already a full Witcher then that would be ok he would live to be really old, look at the next "chapter" It is a thing on the life spans of Witchers, Wizards and Mundanes. It will make more sense.
leave your thoughts on just about everything, however flames will be ignored for the most part. I want constructive critisism. thank you for reading!