A new story that i have been dying to write...and here it is from my profile and hope that you enjoy it. This story by the way it`s AU to the major degree.

Read and Review.

The Chronicles of Gryffindoria

A Magic`s Tale

Chapter One

The Legend Begins…

In a land far, far away, lies the majestic continent of Hogwartia. A kingdom of three millions habitants, normal and magical alike, a world filled with magic, wonders and adventures. The large kingdom was separated into four large and powerful Nations which dominated the large landscapes.

The four great Nations were, Gryffindoria, Ravenclawys, Hufflepuff and Slytheria.

Throughout these four great nations, magic become a part of everyday life as the citizens continued to live through their lives. Others spend their lives practicing the magical arts in search of fame and fortune and they formed groups which most depends on when taking care of magical monsters.

It`s in a small town in the south within Gryffindoria that our tales truly begins…

Owlery Town

It was a beautiful town in itself except for that owls were flying about everywhere around the place in the summer. Most of the peoples were moving about their lives as they do every day. Floating objects flew about in the air, as witches and wizards moved from the town with their transport upon their hands.

A young man stood at the town entrance looking up toward the large sign that said WELCOME TO OWLERY TOWN. He had dark messy hair. He was tall, dressed in a long sleeved shirt and long pants. On his back was a sword which handle had jewels upon it, and he had a broom attached there also as his green eyes took in everything.

"Wow, I`ve never been this far South before," he said, "To think there was a town called after owls. I think Hedwig would have loved this place, right Dobby?"

A small creature about less than half his height looked up at him. He had large tennis ball eyes and was dressed in a pillow case for clothes. He even had a small green hat upon his head as his two large bat like ears which flapped slightly as he moved his head up and down.

"Of course Harry sir," he said.

"Well, let`s get this show on the road," Harry said as he walked forward, "Our job isn`t going to fix itself you know."

"Yes sir," Dobby saluted.

The two walked inside the town and the boy, Harry was humming a song underneath his breath as they walked. He had a grin on his face.

"So according to what Ginny told us," he said, "I guess we could find that old man here finally after these past three years of searching."

"But she said it was just a rumor you know," Dobby said.

Harry gave him a glance.

"Even if it`s a rumor, we have to check it out right?" he said, "Rumors are based upon truth after all…"

"That`s the entire reason you took this job didn`t you?" Dobby said giving him a glance, "Is it so that you can come here in Owlery Town."

Harry gave him a sheepish grin.

"Just don`t tell the Master about it," he said, "She`ll have my head for dinner."

Dobby was stroking his chin.

"Throw in some clothes and we`ll call it even," he said.

Harry sighed.

"How come is that every time I buy you clothes you never wore them," he said, "You`re seriously a weird Elf."

"I guess I`ll have to tell the Master about it then…," Dobby started to say.

Harry suddenly started to wave his hand in panic.

"No don't tell," he yelled, "You`re not a weird Elf at all! I will take it back."

Dobby grinned evilly as a spark appeared in his eyes.

In a Magic book shop

A young girl was browsing through the books as she searched through them. Her brown hair falls down upon her back, as she was dressed in a knee length skirt and body fitting clothes. Her large brown eyes searched through the collection in front of her

"I`ve heard this town had quite a bit of magic books but I can`t find anything that work for me," she said sighing, "Did I just travel all the way here for nothing?"

The shop owner glanced up at her from where she was.

"You found nothing to your liking my dear?"

The girl shook her head.

"I am collecting Runes books," she told her, "But I can`t seem to find any of those."

"Runes?" the shop owner said, "You won`t find book like these lying around anymore…hardly anyone sell rune books anymore. Not a lot of people had found any interested in the dying art."

That seems to shock the girl.

"How can that be?" she said, "Runes magic are quite powerful. The old days, most people were Rune wizards. There was the great runes mage himself, Gregorovich which grew famous in Slytheria."

"I`m surprised a young kid like you know who Gregorovich is," the shop owner said, sounding quite surprised.

The girl gave her a small embarrassed grin.

"I have been studying Runes ever since I was a small child," she said, "My grandmother practiced the art herself when she was young and when I showed interest…she taught me everything I know today. I know a few Runes spell myself."

The shop owner stared at her for a few seconds.

"You are passionate about it," she said softly, "Maybe…,"

The girl blinked as the old woman started to walk back toward her desk and unlocked it, pulling out an old book from it`s depths.

"Come here girl," she said.

The brown haired girl did so and she can see that the book was quite old. But she noticed the writing upon the book`s cover, and her eyes grew into a perfect round shape.

"It`s…a Rune spell Book," she said.

"Yes," the old lady told her, "It used to belong to my great-grandfather."

The girl looked up at the old lady.

"You mean to tell me…your great-grandfather was a Rune Mage too?"

The old lady nodded.

"He passed it down to me but since I`m old I can`t use magic as well as I use to do in the past," she said, "Well, since I`ve seen your passion…I`m willing to give it to you."

The young girl looked at her in shock.

"But why?"

"It`s no use to me anymore," the old lady told her, "My adventures days are over child, and it`s only fair that I gave it to you."

"A…Are you sure?"

The old lady gave her a nod.

"It`s either that or it will keep collecting dust in the attic since I have no children, it will be forgotten into the past and the Rune Mage ages will truly come to an end." she said.

The girl stared at the book in complete shock at what the woman was telling her, but she nodded.

"I promise to you that I will use this book to make people remember the Runes once more," she said, her determination loud in her voice.

"I`m sure you will," the old lady said.

The girl took the book from the desk and the old lady laughed a little noticing the look on the girl`s face. It was the look of someone who was dying to know what is inside that book.

"Tell me your name girl?" she said.

The girl looked up at her.

"It`s Hermione," she said, "Hermione Granger."

The old lady smirked.

"Hermione," she repeated, "I look forward to hear of your doings from Gryffindoria main Wizard`s branch."

Hermione looked up at her.

"Gryffindoria Wizard`s branch?" she said.

"That`s where most mages of this lands goes to," the old lady told her, "Make good use of this gift I have given you Hermione."

The girl put the book in her bag and gave the lady a bow in respect.

"Thank you, I will."

The lady believed her.

Hermione left the shop then, with the Rune book in her bags, which she can`t wait to read and master the spells that this book contains. She continued walk through the village, tapping her bags, giddy with happiness.

I can`t believe she just offer it to me, she thought to herself, I won`t break it for her…I will make a name for myself.

The young girl tightened her fist slightly in thought as what the lady told her ran through her mind.

But even so, even if I wanted to join one of the Gryffindoria`s branches, she thought, Will they really accept me? I don`t count myself strong as the Mages they have but with a little training, I`m sure I can get to their levels…I hope.

The girl stopped as she noticed a Three Broomstick Bar. It was a popular hangout for wizards and witches alike. They have it in almost every town across the Four Nations. She stepped inside of it and found that it wasn`t as packed as she had first thought.

Most of the stools were empty safe for a few those were seating reading the Daily Prophet, which was a magical news paper with moving pictures. Hermione took a seat by a table and pulled out her book so that she can start to read the Rune spell books.

She didn`t start reading long before the door was thrown open.

"Well, well, look likes this place is dead for business," a male voice announced.

Hermione looked up noticing that a group of men had just stepped inside. All of them had swords hanging by their waist. The one in the lead was tall and intimidating with the dangerous smirk on his face. He was looking at the area around him in disgust.

"Well, I smell something bad," he said, "Oh, yes I forget, that`s the stench of wizards. A bunch of cowardly people that hide behind their magic thinking they are all that. I was hoping to find myself a few wizards to rumble with but oh well."

He gave the area another glance and this time, his eyes fell upon Hermione who was seating alone on the side reading her book.

"Looky boys," he said, "We have a pretty face here today."

They were a few chuckles and as Hermione tightened her fist upon her lap.

"That`s enough Cruz," a man said, the manager of the Three Broomstick.

The leader of the gang, Cruz glanced at him, narrowing his eyes slightly. Then he pulled out his sword, causing it to ring in the silence as the people glanced at him. Hermione feel a slight chill at this action as she pulled up her sleeve from her right hand showing the runes that had been drawn there.

She touched one of the runes and it started to glow a soft yellow color.

The man, Cruz aimed his blade at the small man in front of him.

"You dare interrupt me," he said, "Well, I`ll make an example out of you."

He aimed to stab him but to his surprise, his sword hit an invisible wall that is blocking his attack. He blinked in surprise as did the manager, meaning it wasn`t him that did it. Cruz turned his head toward the people that were in their seats.

"Who dare get in my way now?" he asked.

Hermione stood up from where she sat, drawing his attention.

"You step away from the man right now," she said.

Cruz smirked.

"The little lady got some fight in her," he said, "So you dare interfere little Witch?"

"You`re assaulting this man who hadn`t done nothing to you," Hermione told him as she pulled up her sleeve showing them the Runes that were drawn there.

"Well, old Billy here own me money," Cruz told her, "I`m just here to collect the dept he own me, so I wasn't assaulting him...yet."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.

"Even so, your little magic isn`t going to do anything against us after all, you`re alone and I have thirteen men with me."

Hermione glanced around at them and knew the man was right. She can`t fight all of them alone.

"Since you openly challenged us, how about we take this outside?" Cruz continued, "After all, I will hate to have to destroy place by dirtying my blade with your blood."

Harry was arriving near the Three Broomsticks when he noticed the large group standing outside. The young man blinked a little wondering what was going on and he stepped forward.

"Harry sir, he is your target," Dobby said, pointing toward one of the men.

"Antonio Cruz," Harry said softly, "Leader of a band of thieves that bully old Billy into giving up money…"

The young man trailed off noticing a girl probably around his age standing in front of Cruz causing him to narrow his eyes a little.

Are they going to fight? Harry thought.

Hermione knew she was in big trouble as she faced off against Cruz, that much she knew. She numbered down the spells she needed in her mind from the ones she learn from her grandmother, the ones that were written on her left arm.

"Show me what you can do girly," Cruz said, "Take her down."

Six of his thirteen men charged toward her and the young girl touched down on her arm as the runes started to glow brightly on her arm.

"Rune Magic, Chains of Destruction,"

She aimed her arm forwards as the chains grew out of her hand and she holds it as she started to spin it around as it had runes all over it. The men`s slowed down to stay out of the chain`s way but it started to become longer and longer as she continued to spin it and it even grew in size as she launched it down on the ground causing a large boom to echo.

It threw a few of the man of their feets and into the ground.

"Not bad girl," Cruz said smirking, "You have to do better than that."

Hermione smirked as the men started to charge toward her and the runes that were on the chain started to glow.

"You underestimate me," she said confidently, "Runes of Chaos."

Lights grew out of the chains taking down all of the six men that had attacked her and Cruz smirk was wiped off his face.

A Rune Mage, Harry thought surprised a little, I didn`t think anyone still practice that lost Art yet…And she is pretty skilled too. I think she might be a nice addition to our group…

"Oh well, this is bout time for me to start working," he said pulling out his sword from his back, "Dobby don`t enter the fight at all."

"Yes sir," the Elf told him.

Hermione noticed that the smirk was gone from Cruz`s face.

"That will teach you to underestimate Wizards," she said.

Suddenly Cruz`s sword had started to glow.

"Don`t worry, I am not," he said.

Hermione was surprised.

He got a magic sword…don't tell me…

"You`re a wizard," she said.

"Yes I am," he said, "and I will be glad to take you down girly. Maybe with your defeat, people of Owlery Town will start bowing down to me."

He charged forward, intent on running through Hermione with his sword as the girl`s Rune started to glow again…

But flames suddenly grew in front of her causing her to blink in surprise as Cruz came to a stop too. Then the flames were gone and a young man stood there with his sword in hand.

"Hello Antonio," he said, "It`s time for you to answer to justice because of your crimes."

Cruz was frozen.

"Impossible…you can`t be him," Cruz said shocked as he stepped back from the new arrival.

A grin crossed the young man`s face.

"Yes I am," he said as fire suddenly grew around his body.

What the…what kind of magic is this? Hermione thought.

"Will of the Phoenix," the boy said as the flames too the shape of the mythical bird around him and he took his stance.

He suddenly moved forward as the rest of Cruz`s men came flying toward him.

"No chance," he yelled as he gave a swipe of his sword and Hermione`s eyes widened in shock to see that they were all taken down in one blow.

"No way…how can anyone be this powerful?" she said.

"It`s the spell Harry is using," a voice said.

Hermione found an Elf standing beside her, staring at the fight.

"A…A spell?" she said.

"Yes," the Elf said, "It enhances all of his abilities as long as the flames around him continue to burn. The magic he is using is called Phoenix Magic."

Hermione couldn`t believe it.

"But that`s impossible," she said, looking at the Elf, "The only one in history that could use that kind of magic was the legendary Albus Dumbledore himself."

The Elf gave her a glance.

"As his student, Harry can use the same magic."

Hermione glanced toward Harry who was now standing in front of a beaten Cruz on the ground. Her eyes were going wide in shock.

"Don't tell me…that this guy is…GryffinClaw Flying Phoenix Harry Potter?"

"Yes," The Elf said, "He made quite a name for himself during the past five years."

A famous wizard right in front of me, Hermione thought as she stared as Harry put his sword back into it`s place, He is amazing…

The boy, Harry Potter glanced back toward them and gave a large grin.

"Well, that took care of that," he said, "We`ll turn him in to the Army so we can collect the reward."

So end the first chapter of this story. It`s going to be a long story that much i can tell you, hope you will enjoy the ride as i write it.

Jacques0 out.

R&R