The boy, whose instinctual power output she had witnessed from afar seemingly did not know what it felt like to be happy. His aura showed not one ounce of happiness, it consisted of pure suffering. Surely the boy would become a Dark one.
It saddened the lead-investigator of London's Nightwatch to see such a promising young Other become a Dark one. She was sure that the boy had the potential to at least achieve the first level, if trained properly the boys power level could even bring him out of classification system.
What an asset for the Light the boy could be.
She asked herself if this asset would be an adequate use of her personal resources. London's Nightwatch surely had the capacities to ensure an action on that degree, but if the Daywatch somehow found out about it, they would surely try to contest the actions and would demand a Tribunal, to clarify the matters.
In a Tribunal the boy would not stand a chance against becoming a ward of the Daywatch, his aura was dominated by Dark behavior, that meant if nothing live-changing happened to him, his destiny laid in the hands of the Dark part of the Gloom.
She herself could use one of her three legal interventions of first level, to change the boy's aura. She had kept close watch on those three interventions. The first and the second one were gifts for her 18th birthday and her wedding day. The third one was assigned in the normal 24 year cycle, in which every Other one, who's power level was beyond classification, was assigned one. That way the Sorceress had earned 3 more interventions but the other ones had been used to this day.
The Remoralisation of an Other of the boy's power level was surely worth one of those. The modifications needed afterwards were miniscule at best. A few 6th and 7th level interventions to ensure that the boy was in her or the Nightwatch's care. She had those stacked high. She had chosen to risk it.
Alexandra looked around herself to ensure that no one was watching her picked up her Shadow and stepped into the first level of the Gloom. There she summoned the primal force of the gloom to ensure that neither the Inquisition nor the Daywatch had a right to contest her actions. "I Alexandra Grand Light Sorceress hereby declare, with the Light as my witness, that I use one of the interventions of the first degree that are rightfully mine, to remoralize the potential Other in front of me, to proselyte him to the Light."
9 year old Harry James Potter has had a bad day. First he was woken by his killer whale of a cousin, who tried to leave the house to hang out with his gang at night. Indubitably the idiot, who would not understand the meaning of the word stealth or sneakiness if it was tattooed onto his forehead, was caught and somehow Harry who had been locked in his cupboard the last two days was blamed for it.
Vernon proceeded to `punish´ the boy as he thought that it was adequate. Meaning Harry again was beaten, severely. As it was a school day again Vernon `graciously´ restrained himself in the usage of his belt and therefore Harry `only´ had suffered bruises.
After school Dudley and to his own surprise Harry had been picked up by Petunia.
This occurrence only happened because Harry's aunt needed a mule to carry the packages from the local furniture shop.
The nine year old was forced to carry and load the newly bought chairs and only a friendly attendant had saved him from having to carry the solid oak table too.
While the attendant was loading the table into the car Harry was seated besides the counter, where Petunia was chatting with one of her acquaintances. The discussion of the two gossipers somehow had returned to the topic of Harry's mother. As usual Petunia was only telling the worst kind of lies about his mother.
Harry had early found out that nobody was able to lie to him and he somehow always knew what the liars tried not to say. It was not like he understood everything immediately. If the person lied about something Harry did not understand he was given the information he was unable to understand, but still could not make sense of it. Additionally somehow anything his aunt and uncle thought about the word freakishness was gibberish.
Brought back from his mental excurse, by his aunt's rude pointing, he had to endure a tirade about what kind of slouch and trollop his mother seemingly had been. It is not exaggerated to say that nothing of it had been true. This obvious lie enraged Harry to that degree that he did use his anger directly. Of course he would not do anything out loud for it would surely lead to another beating, but still he was able to use any swearword he knew mentally. With every word he felt as if he was drained a little bit more to the point where he was glad to sit. As he had finished his mental cussing, he again sat there and waited for his aunt to finish. As the woman was a notorious gossiper she was far from finished and the talk continued for seemingly hours, which in reality were about 4 minutes.
Then it happened. Within a few seconds he felt an enormous rush of power that seemed to wash over him and cleanse him afterwards all color drained from his surrounding and he suddenly felt cold.
At the place where Harry was beforehand a black cloud shrieked painfully and then dissolved into nothing.
"Hello. My Name is Alexandra. May I inquire your name?" Harry heard a calm female voice asking. He immediately turned around to look into the direction of the speaker to see a redhead woman who seemed to be in her mid thirties and was about 5 foot 8 inches tall.
"Hello Alexandra, my Name is Harry Potter. Do you know where I am, why I am here, why is everything here so gloomy and cold and who or what are you?" The inquisitive boy asked, unnerved by the sudden changes around him, but comforted by the appearance of the woman.
"Oh someone who asks the right questions."Alexandra smirked. "This place is called the Gloom. This is a separate dimension, a different slice of the big cake that is reality, so to say. You are here because I brought you here. It is so cold and gloomy in here because it is the Gloom's nature to be gloomy and cold. As to who or what I am. I am what is called a Grand Light Sorceress, my name as I walked besides the mortals was Alexandra but that was a century ago. Nowadays I am called Alexia." The woman explained.
"Why did you bring me here? And is magic really real?" Harry asked.
"Yes magic is real. Actually you have performed a piece of magic not five minutes ago. That you were able to perform magic was the reason I brought you here."
"So I am a Sorcerer? And what was the magic I performed?"
"What kind of Other you are is not yet written into stone, it will depend on the decisions you will one day make. The magic you performed was a curse better known as Dark Vortex. You can see it there on top of your aunt's head. The thing that looks like a black cyclone is the Dark Vortex. You see if a curse like, you should die miserably, or something like that is spoken with the intention behind it, it creates this kind of curse. A humans curse mostly is weak and holds no real power. It can ruin your day or have you eat something bad. The curse has to be spoken with a lot of intention and rage behind it to actually achieve the goal it was created for. This changes if the curse is spoken by an Other. Then such a curse quite surely kills the person and with increasing strength of the person who used the curse, it will kill more and more innocent bystanders. You Harry are quite powerful. If you don't reverse the curse or someone with more power than you breaks it this curse will kill a lot of people."
"So you want me to reverse the curse? Is that why I am here?"
"No it isn't the reason. I am quite capable to undo the curse on my own. The reason why you are here is because there are two kinds of magicals or like we call ourselves two kinds of others. There are the Dark ones and the Light ones. Both sides are bound by the great contract. For your information the contract shall not be cited from the memory. If you ever need it just summon it from the Gloom, by thinking about it lying in your hands. The contract is the following."
We are the Others
We serve different forces
But in the Gloom there is no difference
Between the absence of the Darkness
And the absence of the Light
Our power is able to destroy the world
We make the great contract about the cease-fire
Every side lives according to its laws
Every side will have its own rights
We limit our rights and our laws
We are the Others
We found the Nightwatch
For the forces of the Light
To watch over the forces of the Dark
We are the Others
We found the Daywatch
For the forces of the Dark
To watch over the forces of the Light
Time will decide the winner
"Do you understand what it means?"Alexia asked.
"I think there was a war between Light and Dark and both sides did not want to annihilate the world so they made the contract. Am I right?" Harry pondered.
"Yes you are. As I told you I am a member of the Light. I felt you using that dark curse and as a member of the Nightwatch I was bound to investigate it. Believe me when I tell you I was astounded to see such a young uninitiated Other cast such a strong dark Vortex." Alexia stated.
"Am I in trouble then for breaking the contract?" Harry asked.
Hearing that she calmingly replied. "No you are not. At least no longer. You see before I came here you would surely have become a Dark one. There was no chance for you to become a member of the Light. You might remember a line in the contract about the rights of an Other. Each of us has depending on his or her power level rights to intervene into the lives of other people. The bigger the influence is the rarer are the permissions to do such a thing. I used one of my rarest to change your morals and emotions. I made sure that instead of you being angry pained or full of sorrow, you would be able to feel love happiness and luck. Then I pulled you into the Gloom and read the contract to you. That procedure is called initiation. That normally means that you are now on the way to become a member of the Light and that I am now bound to teach you the laws and abilities of our kind. I hope you can forgive me my intrusion into your life."
"If I have understood you correctly, you did it because you hoped to recruit me to your side of the battle. I don't like that to be honest. The advantages are great but you seem to only be interested into me as a weapon."
"You don't need to fight. Only members of the Nightwatch and the Daywatch do so. You don't have to enter the Nightwatch. You can live a live outside the watches with all the advantages of an Other as long as you don't violate the contract. The only thing you will have to do is taking the classes explaining you your powers and the laws, afterwards you can do what you want to do. As the one who initiated you I am supposed to give you the classes but as I work for the Nightwatch I am entitled to hand over this responsibility to the watch. You have the choice to take anyone else as a teacher who is willing to teach you. You would also be able to leave the Gloom and the powers you would get from them behind and become an ordinary human again, but if you use your powers while choosing to be human the Nightwatch will not be able to protect you from the Daywatch or the Inquisition."
"So if I become a Light one I get to chose between being a member of the Nightwatch or not. If I chose not to be a member I have to follow the laws the same way as I would have to without being an Other at all, but I would be able to use my powers. I would only have to limit my power usage. If I enter the watch I can use my powers as long as I stick to the contract. Did I get that right?" Harry asked.
"Yes you did, but the only choice you have to make now would be if you want to be an Other or not. Everything else is to be decided in the future."
"I have a few last questions before I make my decision. Is that ok?"
"Go for it!"
"Do I have to tell the Dursleys, do I have to stay with them and what about regular school?"
"You are not required to finish school but it is highly recommended. As I don't know who the Dursleys are I suspect they are your guardians. Is the reason for you not telling them and not wanting to live with them that they abuse you?" Alexia asked knowing that such a thing is even if rare not imposible.
"I have to live in the cupboard under the stairs." Harry stated, pointing at the ghostly image that represented his aunt in the Gloom. Alexia was unable to detect any falsehood and immediately decided not to delete the Vortex over the woman's just to scale it down and pre-set its activation time, so that no one innocent had to suffer.
"I think we can forge papers so that you can live with a member of the Watch or in the watch directly as we have rooms for there too. If that is what you want." SHe calmingly stated as the last few sentences had agitated the child.
"I think the correct phrase for this situation is where do I sign?"
