Moonmage: Hi how are all you guys? Because of a reviewer who posted
some of my work from Rem the Cat on livejornal and made a public ridicule
of it I have literally stop writing for awhile but after about 5 hours of
crying, coaxing from friends, a reward for my writing ability, and winning
a scholarship from NASA to go to space academy for a paragraph on how space
travel has saved the world from utter mass nuclear destruction I had
decided that even though my editing is well crap I would write again.
Because I love to write and I would be miserable like I was before I wrote
for fun.
This story is dedicated to my friends Jennifer, Kat, Andrea, Donna and my teacher Mrs. Ullman who showed me that I do have talent and that I shouldn't give something up because someone did something quite mean so onto my story please do not flame it really does hurt I love constructive criticism but flames are just mean but review anywho I am also doing a vote on who Harry should couple with but you will find out the couples are at the end of the chapter so I do not own Harry Potter if I did Sirus wouldn't had died.
"b" talking 'b' thinking (b) author thoughts
Chapter 1
I awoke with a start, sweat was trickling down my face and I was panting heavily. For as long as I could remember these types of dreams have been plaguing me. Actually no it was a year before they died and 5 years before I became well, inhuman.
'Why' I thought as I walk into my bathroom in my house 'why did they think that giving their lives would really save mine.' I looked into the mirror my green eyes stared coldly right back. The truth of the matter was simple I was you are the-boy-who-live and when you are that your friends would die because of being that but of course the friends who live with me now were in danger and that title pretty much died 5000 years ago when Voldemort died.
A few minutes later I walked the few feet from the mirror to the shower, after taking off the pair of sweats that I wore to bed I turned on the water letting this warm liquid cover my body, as this happened I couldn't help but think of my past. About one year from the death of Sirius a terrible and utterly destructive force probably Voldemort's right hand man. As the arrogant teenager I was, I went after him when he threatens to hurt my school and at the time only true home I had, Hogwarts. Of course Ron and Hermione had to come and to my surprise Ginny followed along. I guess bringing them along was the first of my mistakes of the night I would always regret, I mean lets face it I wasn't trained enough to handled him even though I was powerful enough, I think that was why I could keep my friends and I alive. Even though that was true I did ran out of strength and as I was about to join my friends who were unconscious when Remus came looking relief to see me alive and was ready to fight. Even though train and powerful the werewolf was no match for him and he knew it out of desperation he yell
"Harry go now I'll distract him!" The look I gave him a look of concerned "Forget about me go!"
"But" I ask looking at my friends who were now conscious but too weak to move.
"GO!" said not Remus but Ron "You have to live to defeat this dark lord now go!" I look at them and wanted to but yet I went that decision made my life a living hell full of regrets. I ran to my broom stick which was how we got here broomsticks for we were not at Hogwarts but at the department of the room of mysteries, which was my second mistake of that terrible night I heard a whoosh and a sound of curtains moving. I would of stop but Remus' last wish kept me going but I knew they were dead. A death by the same fate of that of Sirius and I knew it was my own stupidity that brought this.
I sighed as I got out of the shower and place a towel around the lower part of my skinny yet muscular body. I train hard after that as a way to forget, which of course didn't work.
About 4 years later a person came old and ancient but yet had spirit in his eyes, his name was Karo and he was here to awaken me. You see there were a reason why I lived when my Mum and Dad were killed, even more then the reason I first believed. I was born to protect this world and was given immortality and extreme magical powers to save it , of course as you may have guess I was suppose to stop aging at age 20 and was suppose to be trained and so I was.
A year later with only a little train and a great amount of help Voldemort was killed permentaly and as you might have known the wizarding world was beyond happy. Of course I quickly went back into training about 100 years latter Karo died. He died teaching me everything he knows which was only a little bit of what I needed and so I train by myself to learn a little bit more on holding onto the powers which would get away from me, no that would be wrong I did have help from the other immortals that were destined to help me save this earth. They knew how to control their powers earlier but they had fewer powers to learn. Seth, Skye, Joan or Jon for short, and probably the most closet to me as a friend Talon.
I sighed going back to reality I looked at the bite mark scar on my arm as I put some cloths on. This bite was caused by the minion of the next dark lord Taka the mostly evil dark creature development type. Her creature causes me to become a creature myself a Dragonlord. I smirk at the class at that defense against the dark arts class I taught about Dragonlords.
"Now can anyone tell me what Dragonlord is and the history of them and remember were is half transform lord is full transform?" I said to a class of 3rd years. A girl raised her hand which happens to be Skye before she became immortal.
"Yes Skye"
"Dragonlords are the like werewolves except the dragon form of it but they on the full moon transform complete into the animal form unlike the werewolf. Another thing is that they will be sicker before the transformation and after too. They also have half forms and quarter forms which most the time they are in unless they are powerful enough to create an image of themselves as human."
"Yes Skye you left out that they stay in a human state of mind in transformation, if they have the right amount of will, now tell of the history."
"Yes Mister Potter Taka a overlord that ruled probably for the most shortest time of a dark lord created these creatures so that when the human was bitten it would be twice as powerful and under her control but she didn't expect that some would have enough will to keep their souls and mind and fight back thus was her downfall."
"Yes correct but just call me Harry, Mister Potter does not fit me."
I smiled those were good times but I had work to do because every 100 years a new Dark Lord was created and my purpose on this Earth was to protect it.
As I finally got completely dressed I went back into the restroom to make sure I look decent and I did. I was wearing a pair of black pants, t-shirt, and cloak with a hood. I sighed as I place my wand into my cloak pocket which was inside. Even though I can do magic without a wand it was just plain easier if I did use wand and more controlled magic.
I walked into the kitchen and sighed, it was only 5:30 a.m and no one else was awake, which I would know because either Talon my apartment mate would be awake or that every other immortal would be here because of a surprise that they told me that they had for me last night. I sighed at this thought and I started the coffee machine for the truth of the matter I was quite afraid of what this surprise could be; last time they gave me a baby dragon to cheer me up! Why they thought that I would want one is beyond me.
After 20 minutes of meditating and relaxing silence while I drank my delicious black coffee the phone rang. The nice part about today wizards was that they work with muggle's tools and with muggle's people.
"Hello"
"Yes is this Mister Potter?"
"Yes this is he may I ask who is calling?" I said feeling like this phone call would start my day.
"Mister Potter its Jonathon Fudge." I inwardly groaned for whenever he called it meant bad news. "A small muggle's village is being attack by death eaters we need your help." Its funny no matter Dark Lords you get you will always have the main minions with the name death eaters and you would think that a dark that is even more powerful then Voldemort would be more creative.
"Yes on my way just tell me where the muggle's village is."
"Gallo England" (okay I know not a real place but I do not know a lot places in England so bar with me.)
"Good bye." With the click of the phone on the receiver a crack of a whip was heard and I was gone.
A few seconds later I arrived at Gallo to find the place a complete disaster. Buildings were on fire, livestock brutally murdered, and the people were bundled in a singled group in the town center with a group of death eaters circled around them.
"Leave here" I said in a voice that was filled with what people would call venous hate. "They have done nothing to you now go or deal with the consequences." The death eaters laugh I guess that they didn't see the scar and only thought of me as a skinny teenager with a cocky spirit which is what I kind of looked like at a distance.
"O and you can think you can stop us?" said a tall muscular man with dirty brown hair.
"Yes I do and how about we make this safer for your men and the muggles lets have a duel."
"Yes" he said smirking like he knew everything "but let's use swords instead of wands for this duel okay, unless you are too stupid to use one."
"Fine now sumedo" With that spell I summoned a simple yet strong sword, it wasn't the one I usually used but it was a good practice sword. With that we started to fight.
At first I didn't even take out my sword for even though the man was train a little he a very little knack or skill for that matter. After awhile he started to get mad at my cockiness and start to play slightly dirty with kicks at the groins and so forth then it was time to draw my sword. After a few counter blocks and quick blunt swings (swings that use the handle instead of the blade mostly for stunning instead of hurting which the blade might do.) with that he did one of the dirtiest tricks in the book he use an innocent bystander, a young girl to be more exacts. He turned and lunged the sword at the young girl and dive I jump and pushed her out of the way, and instead of hitting the girl he hit me, his bladed completely driven into my stomach, and to top it all off the blade point was sticking out of the other side of me.
He smiled and gave a mad laugh that would make little kids cry and said "Now you will die soon for your stupid heart." I smiled and he stop laughing "what are you smiling about you are going to die soon!?!" Then he saw the lighting bolt shape scar and gasped out of fear.
"Because" I said while lifting my own sword "I'm immortal." With that I lifted my sword hilt and I hit his neck with the hilt making him pass out. Then as quickly as anyone could say lordy lue I muttered a quick spell and send the death eaters and my opponent to the mister of magic office.
I sighed and let the pain sink in. Even though I'm immortal and this will heal in about a week it still hurt like hell. After pulling out the sword from my stomach and receiving a cup of coffee and eternal thanks from the villagers my cell phone rang, it was Talon.
"Yes Talon."
"Where are you?!?"
"Helping why?"
"All of us immortals are at the department of mysteries waiting for you!"
"Talon why are you there and what is this about, is this one of your-"
"HARRY!" She yelled pretty much complete annoyed at me "We maybe able to bring people back from the dead!"
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Hello that's the end of chapter 1, I hope you enjoy please review but please do not flame!!!!!!!! I said I would be posting the couples at the end of the chapter but I realized that it would ruined the next chapter a little so next chapter I promised, but anywho I will update soon until then be safe.
This story is dedicated to my friends Jennifer, Kat, Andrea, Donna and my teacher Mrs. Ullman who showed me that I do have talent and that I shouldn't give something up because someone did something quite mean so onto my story please do not flame it really does hurt I love constructive criticism but flames are just mean but review anywho I am also doing a vote on who Harry should couple with but you will find out the couples are at the end of the chapter so I do not own Harry Potter if I did Sirus wouldn't had died.
"b" talking 'b' thinking (b) author thoughts
Chapter 1
I awoke with a start, sweat was trickling down my face and I was panting heavily. For as long as I could remember these types of dreams have been plaguing me. Actually no it was a year before they died and 5 years before I became well, inhuman.
'Why' I thought as I walk into my bathroom in my house 'why did they think that giving their lives would really save mine.' I looked into the mirror my green eyes stared coldly right back. The truth of the matter was simple I was you are the-boy-who-live and when you are that your friends would die because of being that but of course the friends who live with me now were in danger and that title pretty much died 5000 years ago when Voldemort died.
A few minutes later I walked the few feet from the mirror to the shower, after taking off the pair of sweats that I wore to bed I turned on the water letting this warm liquid cover my body, as this happened I couldn't help but think of my past. About one year from the death of Sirius a terrible and utterly destructive force probably Voldemort's right hand man. As the arrogant teenager I was, I went after him when he threatens to hurt my school and at the time only true home I had, Hogwarts. Of course Ron and Hermione had to come and to my surprise Ginny followed along. I guess bringing them along was the first of my mistakes of the night I would always regret, I mean lets face it I wasn't trained enough to handled him even though I was powerful enough, I think that was why I could keep my friends and I alive. Even though that was true I did ran out of strength and as I was about to join my friends who were unconscious when Remus came looking relief to see me alive and was ready to fight. Even though train and powerful the werewolf was no match for him and he knew it out of desperation he yell
"Harry go now I'll distract him!" The look I gave him a look of concerned "Forget about me go!"
"But" I ask looking at my friends who were now conscious but too weak to move.
"GO!" said not Remus but Ron "You have to live to defeat this dark lord now go!" I look at them and wanted to but yet I went that decision made my life a living hell full of regrets. I ran to my broom stick which was how we got here broomsticks for we were not at Hogwarts but at the department of the room of mysteries, which was my second mistake of that terrible night I heard a whoosh and a sound of curtains moving. I would of stop but Remus' last wish kept me going but I knew they were dead. A death by the same fate of that of Sirius and I knew it was my own stupidity that brought this.
I sighed as I got out of the shower and place a towel around the lower part of my skinny yet muscular body. I train hard after that as a way to forget, which of course didn't work.
About 4 years later a person came old and ancient but yet had spirit in his eyes, his name was Karo and he was here to awaken me. You see there were a reason why I lived when my Mum and Dad were killed, even more then the reason I first believed. I was born to protect this world and was given immortality and extreme magical powers to save it , of course as you may have guess I was suppose to stop aging at age 20 and was suppose to be trained and so I was.
A year later with only a little train and a great amount of help Voldemort was killed permentaly and as you might have known the wizarding world was beyond happy. Of course I quickly went back into training about 100 years latter Karo died. He died teaching me everything he knows which was only a little bit of what I needed and so I train by myself to learn a little bit more on holding onto the powers which would get away from me, no that would be wrong I did have help from the other immortals that were destined to help me save this earth. They knew how to control their powers earlier but they had fewer powers to learn. Seth, Skye, Joan or Jon for short, and probably the most closet to me as a friend Talon.
I sighed going back to reality I looked at the bite mark scar on my arm as I put some cloths on. This bite was caused by the minion of the next dark lord Taka the mostly evil dark creature development type. Her creature causes me to become a creature myself a Dragonlord. I smirk at the class at that defense against the dark arts class I taught about Dragonlords.
"Now can anyone tell me what Dragonlord is and the history of them and remember were is half transform lord is full transform?" I said to a class of 3rd years. A girl raised her hand which happens to be Skye before she became immortal.
"Yes Skye"
"Dragonlords are the like werewolves except the dragon form of it but they on the full moon transform complete into the animal form unlike the werewolf. Another thing is that they will be sicker before the transformation and after too. They also have half forms and quarter forms which most the time they are in unless they are powerful enough to create an image of themselves as human."
"Yes Skye you left out that they stay in a human state of mind in transformation, if they have the right amount of will, now tell of the history."
"Yes Mister Potter Taka a overlord that ruled probably for the most shortest time of a dark lord created these creatures so that when the human was bitten it would be twice as powerful and under her control but she didn't expect that some would have enough will to keep their souls and mind and fight back thus was her downfall."
"Yes correct but just call me Harry, Mister Potter does not fit me."
I smiled those were good times but I had work to do because every 100 years a new Dark Lord was created and my purpose on this Earth was to protect it.
As I finally got completely dressed I went back into the restroom to make sure I look decent and I did. I was wearing a pair of black pants, t-shirt, and cloak with a hood. I sighed as I place my wand into my cloak pocket which was inside. Even though I can do magic without a wand it was just plain easier if I did use wand and more controlled magic.
I walked into the kitchen and sighed, it was only 5:30 a.m and no one else was awake, which I would know because either Talon my apartment mate would be awake or that every other immortal would be here because of a surprise that they told me that they had for me last night. I sighed at this thought and I started the coffee machine for the truth of the matter I was quite afraid of what this surprise could be; last time they gave me a baby dragon to cheer me up! Why they thought that I would want one is beyond me.
After 20 minutes of meditating and relaxing silence while I drank my delicious black coffee the phone rang. The nice part about today wizards was that they work with muggle's tools and with muggle's people.
"Hello"
"Yes is this Mister Potter?"
"Yes this is he may I ask who is calling?" I said feeling like this phone call would start my day.
"Mister Potter its Jonathon Fudge." I inwardly groaned for whenever he called it meant bad news. "A small muggle's village is being attack by death eaters we need your help." Its funny no matter Dark Lords you get you will always have the main minions with the name death eaters and you would think that a dark that is even more powerful then Voldemort would be more creative.
"Yes on my way just tell me where the muggle's village is."
"Gallo England" (okay I know not a real place but I do not know a lot places in England so bar with me.)
"Good bye." With the click of the phone on the receiver a crack of a whip was heard and I was gone.
A few seconds later I arrived at Gallo to find the place a complete disaster. Buildings were on fire, livestock brutally murdered, and the people were bundled in a singled group in the town center with a group of death eaters circled around them.
"Leave here" I said in a voice that was filled with what people would call venous hate. "They have done nothing to you now go or deal with the consequences." The death eaters laugh I guess that they didn't see the scar and only thought of me as a skinny teenager with a cocky spirit which is what I kind of looked like at a distance.
"O and you can think you can stop us?" said a tall muscular man with dirty brown hair.
"Yes I do and how about we make this safer for your men and the muggles lets have a duel."
"Yes" he said smirking like he knew everything "but let's use swords instead of wands for this duel okay, unless you are too stupid to use one."
"Fine now sumedo" With that spell I summoned a simple yet strong sword, it wasn't the one I usually used but it was a good practice sword. With that we started to fight.
At first I didn't even take out my sword for even though the man was train a little he a very little knack or skill for that matter. After awhile he started to get mad at my cockiness and start to play slightly dirty with kicks at the groins and so forth then it was time to draw my sword. After a few counter blocks and quick blunt swings (swings that use the handle instead of the blade mostly for stunning instead of hurting which the blade might do.) with that he did one of the dirtiest tricks in the book he use an innocent bystander, a young girl to be more exacts. He turned and lunged the sword at the young girl and dive I jump and pushed her out of the way, and instead of hitting the girl he hit me, his bladed completely driven into my stomach, and to top it all off the blade point was sticking out of the other side of me.
He smiled and gave a mad laugh that would make little kids cry and said "Now you will die soon for your stupid heart." I smiled and he stop laughing "what are you smiling about you are going to die soon!?!" Then he saw the lighting bolt shape scar and gasped out of fear.
"Because" I said while lifting my own sword "I'm immortal." With that I lifted my sword hilt and I hit his neck with the hilt making him pass out. Then as quickly as anyone could say lordy lue I muttered a quick spell and send the death eaters and my opponent to the mister of magic office.
I sighed and let the pain sink in. Even though I'm immortal and this will heal in about a week it still hurt like hell. After pulling out the sword from my stomach and receiving a cup of coffee and eternal thanks from the villagers my cell phone rang, it was Talon.
"Yes Talon."
"Where are you?!?"
"Helping why?"
"All of us immortals are at the department of mysteries waiting for you!"
"Talon why are you there and what is this about, is this one of your-"
"HARRY!" She yelled pretty much complete annoyed at me "We maybe able to bring people back from the dead!"
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Hello that's the end of chapter 1, I hope you enjoy please review but please do not flame!!!!!!!! I said I would be posting the couples at the end of the chapter but I realized that it would ruined the next chapter a little so next chapter I promised, but anywho I will update soon until then be safe.
