A/N: Hello peoples! Well I hope this story hits off, this is all just coming off the top of my head! Anyway, to ze story, charge! Hahaha!!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Choco Frog

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16-year-old Harry Potter wiped the sweat forming on his brow as he faced Moody, his wand raised.

" Good," Moody commented. " You are most certainly getting better, Potter."

Harry smiled briefly at his trainer before dodging the spell he just sent his way. Another was sent and before he had time to dodge this one, his wand left him, and flew towards the retired Auror.

This severe training Harry was receiving was all because of the rising dark lord, Lord Voldemort. It was the 1st of August, during the summer holidays away from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The rule of underage magic had been lifted, and Harry then started training with all members of the Order of the Phoenix in his uncle's garden shed.

 With a couple of spells, the shed was now a large gym, with the tools stacked up near the entrance. From the outside, this rotting pile of junk looked like, well, a pile of junk. As soon as you entered the shed, the room changed into the flash equipped gym, with cushioned walls.

Harry sighed as Moody handed his wand back, growling about keeping his mind on the attack and not on things that do not matter.

" Yes, yes Moody," Harry said dully, as he had heard this speech many times before. " I do know all this, but I can't help it!"

Moody growled at him. " Well, you need to concentrate if you are going to defeat the dark lord, Potter."

Harry sighed as he remembered the time when Dumbledore told particular members of the order about the prophecy, which concerned the defeat of either him or Voldemort.

"Potter, lets try that again, then I shall leave you with Remus," Moody said, gesturing to the last Maraunder sitting on a conjured seat in the corner.

Harry shook his head as he thought about Sirius. ' Don't think about him, Potter. Concentrate.'

The two men bowed, then started throwing spells and curses.

" Expelliarmus," Harry muttered, his wand pointing at Moody.

Moody dodged at the last minute then threw an unknown curse at Harry, who dodged it quickly before sending the body bind at Moody.

" Good Potter, keep concentrating," Moody said, and sent another unknown curse at him.

" Protego," Harry said, blocking the curse by his bright shield he conjured.  " Hanaelinsilo."

Moody was unlucky to be hit with this curse which Harry had made up in his spare time. Harry grinned as Moody stood up, smirking at Harry who stood there.

" Sorry Potter. That spell did not work, though I have never heard of it before."

Harry smirked straight back. " That is because you haven't. I made it up."

Moody raised an eyebrow. " Really, well too bad. Stupefy."

Nothing happened. Harry's grin broadened.

Moody stared at his wand, then at Harry's mischievous smile. " I think I have just been outsmarted by a 16 year old. What did you do?"

Harry smiled. " Accio wand. All I did was say a spell that took away your ability of magic until the one who casted it takes off the spell. I just wondered if it worked, and I guess it did. Omantielvor."

Moody's wand lit up, then went back to normal. He then handed it back to Moody, grinning brightly as he did.

" Shut it, Lupin," Moody growled as Remus let out another bark of laughter. "I don't see you fighting this boy."

Remus chuckled as he looked at Moody's face. " You should have seen your face! It was hilarious, well done Harry!"

Remus smiled to himself as Harry started laughing.  'He needs to laugh that boy,' Remus thought as he stood up from his seat and made his way towards Harry. 'He can't keep to himself with Sirius' death and the prophecy,'

" Sorry Moody, but you deserved it," Harry said, chortling as Moody gave him an evil look. " And, I kicked your ass!"

Moody chuckled as Harry said this. He was a nice boy, but kept to himself too much. Harry had a lot of talent that was waiting to come out, and this was some of it.

He was thrown out of his thoughts with Remus clapping his hands twice. " Well then, Harry we will be working on anamigus today."

Harry's eyes brightened at the thought of becoming an anamigus. " Really? When will I be ready to change?"

Remus shrugged. " Depends how much of a natural you are. Now, Moody, you may disappear now."

Moody grumbled at both of them before nodding. " Yes, Dumbledore wanted to see me after I finished here. I would like to know all about this after though. Have fun Potter, good-bye." He then disapparated with a small pop.

Remus smiled at the eager look on the young mans face. He had matured greatly over the past year, and now had a rather mature look about him that said he had seen too much for his age.

Harry looked as Remus went off in his thoughts. " Um, Remus? Are you alright, you just zoned off then."

" Yes, just thinking," Remus said, shaking off the thoughts of Harry. " Now, you realise that you will be unregistered as it will help you with Voldemort."

Harry rolled his eyes. " Ofcourse I knew that! As if I was registered!"

Remus chuckled before transfiguring a stray rock on the ground into a comfy couch. He gestured Harry to sit down. " Well, now we are comfortable, are you going to explain the making of this spell?"

Harry grinned as he sat down next to the werewolf. " Well, remember when Dumbledore bought me all those books to learn from? I read all of them and one book said about making your own spells and how to get the right indication. I studied it and learnt some other languages and searched for the right indication."

Remus looked confused. " What language was that though? German, Japanese…"

Harry shook his head. " Elvish actually. The indication, Hanaelinsilo is three different words in elvish. Hana is to be gone, elin is magic, and silo is just something I added to the end to make is fancy."

" What about the counter curse?" Remus asked curiously, waiting for more about this amazing spell.

Harry smiled. " Rather curious are we? Well, Omantielvor is one word, and that's come back."

Remus was astounded by the boy in front of him. Over the past two weeks, Harry had changed into the smart quick thinker (when wanting to anyway) in front of him today.

 " Wow," was all he could say.

Harry laughed as he said this. " Are we going to get on with the anamigus?"

Remus nodded and addressed him. " Now the first thing about this I need to say is that it takes a hell of a lot of concentration for the first couple of times, okay? Do not be disappointed when you do try it, nothing happens. Now, firstly, you need to know what animal you are going to turn into!"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows. " What do you mean by that?"

Remus sighed as he explained. " You never pick what form you take, the animal depends on what your personality is like. Take Wormtail for instance. He was a rat because he is shy and a traitor. Sirius was a dog because of is companionship. He never abandoned a friend."

Harry fell silent as he mentioned Sirius. He did not want to talk about him, it was his entire fault. The guilt he had tried to leave behind came back as quick as a rocket. He held his head down in guilt of killing his own godfather.

Remus flinched at the fact of hitting one of Harry's nerves. " Sorry Harry, I didn't mean to get you upset I forgot-"

" It's alright Moony," Harry said softly, looking into Remus' eyes. " It's not your fault. Are you going to get on with it?"

Remus tried to smile as Harry put on his emotionless face. " Okay, all you need to do is look into this mirror," Remus held out a mirror, " and it will show you your anamigus form."

" Thanks," Harry said as Remus handed him the elegant looking mirror.

He blew off the dust from it and stared at his reflection. He was paler than usual and his green eyes behind his glasses twinkled so much like Dumbledore's. Suddenly, his reflection disappeared and a lion appeared.

" A lion," Remus said proudly, looking over Harry's shoulder. " Wait a minute…"

The picture of the lion changed into a basilisk, then a dragon, a phoenix, a cat, dog, bird, and the list went on.

Harry pushed the mirror away from him and gave Remus a confused look. " That wasn't meant to happen was it."

This wasn't a question. It was a statement.

Remus looked at Harry in wonder. " No it wasn't. Wow, a lumanamigus."

Harry still looked confused but also glared at Remus. " You treat me any different, I will put the elin on you."

Remus was awoken out of his daze. " The what on me?"

Harry rolled his eyes. " The elin, the spell I made up, remember?"

Remus grinned. " Yes I remember now. I was just thinking about you being a lumanamigus."

" Okay, tell me what that luman thingy is and I won't curse you or do something horrible to you," Harry growled, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. Tell me everything about this."

" Okay then," Remus said, straightening up, preparing on what he was going to say. " A lumanamigus is a person, much like yourself, who can change into any animal at will. The last lumanamigus was Merlin, which was centuries ago. People say that Merlin used his magic to become one, but no magic has ever been heard of."

" Bloody hell," Harry said, his eyes wide. " Why me though, all I want to be is normal."

Remus chuckled and patted his back. " There there. You just were destined to be a weirdo."

" That's just great," Harry muttered, throwing his hands up in defeat. "I'm a parselmouth, a lumanamigus, and need to murder someone or he murders me. What a great life I have."

Remus sighed as Harry bitterly talked about his gifts. " Harry, you may have a horrible life, but it has got its pros. You have so many people looking out for you, the whole order, Dumbledore, the Weasley's, Hermione, everyone."

Harry stared at the ground. " Everyone is pitying me, not loving me in any way. I hate pity you should know."

Remus smiled sadly. " Well I think that is enough for today, okay Harry? You get a good night sleep, Tonks has a surprise for you tomorrow, here at 10 o'clock."

" Yes okay, I'll be here," Harry said gloomily as Remus disapparated with a tiny pop.

Harry conjured a rock and threw it across the room in anger, where it hit the cushioned wall on the other side. " Great a lumanamigus. Just what I need."

Harry then stood up, and with a wave of his wand, the couch disappeared as quickly as it appeared. He exited out the shed, and headed towards the back door of the Dursley house.

As soon as Harry entered the house with his wand in his hand, the Dursley's went quiet. They were all sitting at the dining table, eating a large lunch feast.

" Harry," Petunia Dursley said sweetly. " Our friends are coming over for dinner tonight, meaning you will need to be on your best behaviour."

Petunia had taken the warning by Moody quite seriously and tried to be as nice as possible. Frankly, Harry detested the fact she was being nice, and the fact he needed to join in all family occasions.

Vernon then stood up. " That is not the way to tell the boy. Harry, you will need to do exactly as you are told, and no funny business, otherwise we will kick you out or lock you in your room, without any food. Now put that thing away!"

Harry glared at his uncle and put his wand in the wand holder he had gotten for his birthday. It was now strapped around his arm, completely hidden from sight.

" I will be on my best behaviour, Uncle Vernon. No funny business as you call it," Harry said, trying to keep his voice at a civil, polite manner.  He then walked straight past all three of them, and up the stairs towards his bedroom.

Harry entered his bedroom, shut the door quietly and sat down on the tiny bed in loneliness. His friends Ron and Hermione couldn't write to him as the owl may be intercepted, and Hedwig was out hunting.

" This sucks," Harry said to no one in particular.

The boy got out his Defence Against the Dark Arts homework (Describe the most important things in a duel) and started it. This was the only essay he had left to do, and had left it until last, as it was easy. Within an hour, his DADA essay was a foot long, and all neat for the new DADA professor to read.  Harry sighed as he put it back onto his desk and got out one of the books Dumbledore had given him (The Art of Wandless Magic by the Maraunders) and started to read.

" I need to ask Remus about this book," Harry muttered as he shut the book as his aunt yelled for him to come down. " Coming Aunt Petunia!"

Petunia sniffed in disgust as Harry came downstairs in grubby clothes. " Have a shower and get changed now, Harry! The Clarks will be here in half an hour. Your best clothes will be very appropriate, Harry. Now, hurry up!"

" Yes Aunt Petunia," Harry said as he immediately turned around to go have a shower. " I will behave myself."

Harry had a rather quick shower, and changed into the only clothes that fitted him. After 10 minutes of trying to keep his hair flat, Harry heard Uncle Vernon greeting their guests.

" Harry," Petunia's sickly voice drifted up the stairs. " Our guests have arrived."

Harry rolled his eyes. " Yes Aunt Petunia, I'm coming."

In the lounge room, a tall young man stood in a posh suit with his lovely wife and a young girl around Harry's age. Dudley was obviously trying to get the girl to notice him, as he was edging closer and closer to her.

" Harry," Uncle Vernon began in his I-will-be-nice voice. " I would like you to meet Nick Clark, his wife Stephanie, and their 16-year-old daughter, Charlotte."

" Um, hi," Harry said as they all smiled politely. " I'm Harry."

" Hi Harry," Charlotte said sweetly, before giving Dudley a disgusted look. " Um, nice place."

Aunt Petunia clapped her hands. " Well, shall we sit and talk? Dinner shall be ready in about an hour."

" That would be nice," Nick said as he sat down in Uncle Vernon's seat, with the distaste of Harry's uncle. " How about you three kids go for a walk? I'm sure it is better than sitting around here."

Charlotte brightened at the thought. " That would be a great idea. Coma on then you two, I do not know my way around this place."

Harry sighed and followed Dudley and Charlotte outside into the street. " Would you like to go to the park?"

" Wotcher Harry!"

Harry turned around to see Tonks coming towards him, with purple and pink-checkered hair.

" Oh, hi Tonks. What's this about a surprise for me tomorrow?" Harry said curiously as she came forward, after tripping over her feet.

" Who told you that," Tonks said cautiously. " It was Rem wasn't it."

Harry chuckled. " Yes, it was Moony."

Tonks stamped her feet as they all walked down the street. " Dang, I was going to wake you up and say surprise. And I'm not telling you."

Charlotte stepped in. " Are you going to introduce us? Dudley, get a grip."

Harry laughed as Dudley squeaked and cowardly edged away from Tonks. " Tonks, this is my cousin Dudley and Charlotte. Her family is having tea with us tonight."

Tonks grinned at the two muggle's and tripped again over nothing. " I'm fine, no one worry."

" What kind of name is Tonks," Charlotte said curiously. " Or Rem?"

" Rem is short for Remus. He is one of my friends who visit's me. Tonks doesn't like her first name, Nymphadora, -no don't hit me Tonks, she only asked- because it's really yuck."

Tonks poked her tongue out at Harry as Charlotte said," Yeah, Nymphadora is quite a horrible name."

Dudley stared at Tonks. " You're one like Harry, aren't you."

Tonks looked taken-aback. " Um I think so, I guess."

" What is Harry?"

" Nothing," Harry said absentmindedly, giving Dudley an evil look. " Dudley has just had a bit too many lollies, doesn't know what he is saying most of the time."

Charlotte shrugged and walked next to Tonks. " What did Dudley mean, Tonks?"

Tonks looked past her to Harry who was whispering to Dudley about what he said. " I think he meant weird. Harry is rather weird, and I guess I am too!"

Charlotte didn't take this excuse but didn't ask any more. " Is that the park? It's rather vandalised isn't it."

Harry snorted. " Thank Dudley for that."

They all walked through the broken gate (which was meant to be shut) and sat down on one of the only benches in the small park. Harry looked around and saw that all three swings were lying on the floor, the tiny playground was broken and many offensive logons and signs were spray painted on the whole thing.

Tonks looked at the pathetic playground. " Well, isn't this exciting!"

" Not," Harry said under his breath.

Charlotte nodded in agreement. " Absolutely, this place is so boring. What do you do all day?"

" Training, and reading," Harry said simply, leaning back on the wretched seat.

Charlotte gawked at Harry. " Training? For what?"

Tonks grinned as Harry looked lost for words. " Harry just needs to keep his mind off things, so some people have been teaching him defence stuff. Oh, Harry guess what I'm going to teach you!"

" What," Harry asked, dreading the worst.

" How to disguise yourself, just how I do normally," Tonk said, looking rather excited about the proposal. " So then, if you would like, you can hide that hideous scar of yours."

Harry lightened up. " Really? When do we start? Tomorrow, because then I can go out with one of the members to Diagon Ally!"

" Diagon Ally? What is that," Charlotte questioned, eager to learn more about these strange people.

Harry thought for a minute. "A lane of shops in London. Quite an interesting place. Anyway, I think it is time to go back, dinner may be ready soon."

Tonks stood up. " Yes, time to go, Remus will be here soon. Bye Harry, Dudley, Charlotte. See you tomorrow for your surprise!" Tonks then walked away and as she got out of sight, she disappeared with a pop.

" She was weird," Charlotte commented as they walked back down Privet Drive. " I have never met anyone like her."

" And I have a feeling you may never know anyone that weird," Remus said, walking towards them.           " Well, maybe Harry has met many people weirder…"

" Shut up, Remus. You are one of those people," Harry said as he punched Remus playfully on the arm.                     " Remus, this is Dudley, and Charlotte." 

Charlotte smiled at the older man in front of her. " Hello, why do so many people meet Harry out on the street?"

Remus chortled. " Quite curious are we? Well, we all live nearby and Harry always goes for walks, and we meet him out here."

Dudley whimpered. " I don't like your kind. I'm going inside."

Remus raised an eyebrow. " My kind?"

" What is your kind," Charlotte asked, trying to get as much information about Harry as she could. He was rather interesting.

Harry shifted his feet. " Nothing really. I think he meant all of us are odd. Tonks said the exact same thing, and I guess he is still going on about it."

Remus nodded confidently. " Exactly. We are weird."

" Speaking of weird," Harry said, remembering the book. " The book the Maraunders wrote. Why did you all write a book?"

Remus put on a mischievous grin as he looked at the Dursley house. " How about we talk about this inside. I would like to give Petunia a scare."

Charlotte and Harry shared a delighted look. " Okay!"

" I didn't like her when I first saw her," Charlotte said as they made their way to the front door. " She is too, how can I put this, too sweet that it is horrible."

A/N: I hope this story is alright! Well if you like, review. If you don't like it, review and insult me!! Sounds like fun ay! Those weird words in the spell are actual elvish, the Lotr author, J.R.R Tolkien made it up. I watched Rotk a couple of days ago, any one who hasn't seen it and luvs Lotr, SEE IT FOR GODS SAKE!! Anyway, review my story!

' And orcs don't taste very nice, do they precious' Gollum talking to himself.

' You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out. There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you.' Fred in OotP.

Choco Frog