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PASTA!-Italy from Hetalia
From
Youikina
The days of his life, are grueling. This world is called Regnum de Magus, which translates to the Kingdom of Magic. This land is ruled by those of magic, while mundanes or mugggles work in shops. There is a way of power that rules this society. The more power you have, the more power you have in the government. The ruler of this land is the great king Voldemort. He has reigned for fifty years, leading a very peaceful community with the magical and mundanes.
The classification goes from a one to a ten. Ten's are the highest power level seen, only the Great Lord is at this level. Nines are close to the power of tens but have not been seen in many there is the Eights, which includes High Lord Lucius Malfoy and two others. They have high power but are no where near the power of the Great Lord. The Sevens are for people with enough power and special talents in one group, like High Lord Potions Master Severus Snape. Sixes are for second best in the fields, but still have enough power. Fives are average wizards with little to no skills, that work in everyday shops. Four is for below average people, but they are still strong enough to do small charms. Threes are near squibs but are rare. The normal threes are very good at potions and make their living off small stuff. Twos are squibs, who have dormant magic in them. Those of higher power keep an eye on them, just in case magic appears back in their line. Finally, Ones are average mundanes, and are average people in the city. They own shops, and are treated well by their superiors.
There are still those who hate the kingdom, and the leader of the rebellion is none other then Albus Dumbledore.
Albus Dumbledore was the former ruler, and he was secretly cruel to his people. He loved to torture people and causing lives to fall apart. For years, he has been planing to take over the kingdom once again, but the most important piece of his puzzle is missing.
Harry ran through the streets of the lower Kingdom. This is where all the muggles and low class wizards live. An orphan himself, he lives with his mothers sister. However, the Aurors force all kids to go to school, and he is no exception.
Slowly, he made his way to the school ground. The Great Lord Voldemort had ordered tracer placed on all of them, so unless they were sick, they had to go to school. When they graduated, the tracers would be taken off.
Today is different, this is the day every kid ten years old gets tested for magic and how powerful they are. Ones and twos have to go to ordinary school with no magic. Threes are tested to find what they are good at and taught how to survive in both worlds. Fours through tens get sent to Hogwarts to learn magic.
Harry could not deny that he is excited. He really wanted to escape this hell. He lives with his aunt and uncle. He was starved and tired, form doing all the chores last night.
They are standing in the gym, in a line. It went by name. Those with no last name, like harry, were forced to wait in the back.
The bleachers are separated with rope with each section.
The first person he saw in line was a bushy haired girl. He had seen her in class. Every time he tried to speak with her, she would rattle off and talk like she is better then him. He didn't hate her, just dislike her a bit. They did not bother to hide the power levels of each kid, knowing that it would get out later.
The tester, a man in his twenties, stood in the standard black robe. His brown hair pulled back out of his face by a pony tail and his face freshly shaved. He was not extremely tall but not shorter then five foot four.
He pulled a worn old hat out of a box. He patted the stool. The girl sat on the stool. The reason why students have to sit down is because a couple years ago, it took an hour for the boy's power level to show. He was sitting on the floor by then.
The girl jammed the hat of her head, before the tester gave her a small scold. The girl's face lit up and she looked down.
" Mack, she is a level four. However, she has one heck of mind. I suggest training her to be a researcher," said the hat, making the students gasp in shock. The tester, now called mack, tapped the pen, which wrote it down on the paper. The girl was sent to the pulled out bleachers to sit until everyone was done. She quickly pulled out a book, ignoring everyone around her.
A few students went but then, Harry saw his fat cousin walking up to the stool. Dudley sat down on the stool and the hat was placed on his head.
"Mack, this boy is a one. He needs a nutritional specialist, and his parents need classes on how to raise a child. This boy needs to see a counselor now," said the hat. Mack quickly wrote something on a separate piece of paper.
Dudley was then lead out by a women, who came through the main door a second later. The sorting hat, was not only sorting people by power levels, but must reveal any mental problems or abuse.
A small boy went after Dudley. This boy was very skittish, but he was smart. His name is Neville. He is Harry's only friend. They hide their friendship though because Dudley would beat him after school if he knew.
The hat was placed on Neville's head.
The hat sat there for a couple seconds before opening his mouth.
"Mac, this boy is an Seven and has a talent with plants. However, he has no confidence because of emotional abuse from his grandmother. Set him up with someone who will help him gain confidence in himself before working on potions or anything dangerous," said the hat, before the hat was gently taken off of his head. Neville went to the seven spot on the bleachers and sat down.
Then Ronald Weasley went and took a seat of the stool. The hat was placed on his head. It only took a minute before the hat said," This boy is five in power. This boy has a great mind, he will have to be forced to apply himself in class. He is lazy."
Harry smiled. Ron definitely is lazy when it came to class. He hates to do anything that deals with class.
Ron went to his seat. The line slowly moved. Most of the students were average or muggles.
Then it is time for Harry to come up. With his heart pounding in his chest, he sat on the stool. The hat was gently placed on his head. After ten minutes, Harry got worried.
"Mac, this boy is about a Seven at power at the moment. I can not tell his full power because he has a large block placed on his magic. Wait... I know the magic signature on this block! This block was placed on him by Albus Dumbledore! Mac get him to St. Mungos Now. If that block doesn't get taken off soon, it will kill him," said the hat, getting louder with each word.
Harry felt the hat being removed before he watched a man come in. The man held out his hand. Harry slowly reached out, and took the hand.
Within that instant, Harry felt like he is being pulled through a tube.
He gave a groan as the pain from crashing into the floor, hit him full on.
The world lurched around him as he slowly rises to his feet.
He didn't hear what is being said around him, just that he is moving to another room in this really white place.
With every step, he felt heavier and heavier. Then, everything went black.
Opening his eyes, Harry only noticed white. The white is so bright, it caused him to close his eyes and groan.
"Good Morning Mr. Potter," he heard, causing him to turn to look at the blurry figure beside him. He groped the tables, trying to locate his glasses.
Placing his glasses on his head, he saw a women with long black flowing hair, but the hair has one single blond streak.
"Who are you," Harry asked suddenly. The women gave a giggle, before saying," My name is Narcissa Malfoy. I am Head Medic at this hospital. Harry, when you came in, we ran a lot of test. One of these test was a parentage test. You are the son of the former High Lady Lily Evans-Potter and Medium Lord James Potter. You are the missing heir," said the women before Harry just continued to stare at her. That could not be true!
He heard stories of the famous Potter family murder and their missing child. That could not really be him, right?
"There is also the fact of how your relatives treated you. There is nothing you can do. Tomorrow, they will stand trail from the Great Lord Voldemort himself. You, on the other hand, are on hospital room arrest. You are weak from the block being removed and from abused. You will be in here another week, just so we can fix the damages those things did. You will be able to hear about the trail on the radio," said Narcissa, before walking out of the room.
Harry did the only thing he could, he slept.
Life sucks here.
I found out I might be pregnant, my boyfriend rejected me immediately when I told him. So I will be taking my first pregnancy test tomorrow.
From
Youikina