CHAPTER ONE
"Get in the car, boy" Vernon Dursley spat at his nephew just recently being warned by Arthur Weasley, Mad-eye Moody, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks that should there be any mistreatment of Harry they would come a knocking. Harry's grin disappeared as he was pushed in the car, he waved to his friends noticing a frown marring the beautiful face of Tonks after seeing him pushed into the car, instead feeling courageous he winked at her and blew a kiss and could have sworn he saw her blush and grin watching in the rear view mirror he saw Remus laughing.
2 hours later found Harry sitting in his room his school stuff for the first time at the end of his bed with no argument. He was quite happy with his solitary self confinement, he peeked over his glasses at Hedwig and said "things are looking up" his faithful friend and familiar hooted and preened under his gaze he slowly rose and started to unpack his trunk, he took out each book and placed them side by side on his rickety desk next came his fathers invisibility cloak he placed this under the loose floor board through lack of a better place. He then reached in to the pile of parchment to find a quill and inkpot, when he felt a sharp sting he yanked his hand out with a startled yell, he looked at the slight cut and put his thumb in his mouth to suck the stinging wound while thinking what could possibly cut him in there.
It hit him like a freight train, he trembled, his legs buckled, the mirror Sirius's gift the mirror he so foolishly ignored the mirror that could have prevented his friends injuries and his godfathers death.
He wept soul wrenching sobs wracked his frame as he thought of the closest thing he had to father was committed to memory as a vow was made Harry whispered under his breath "I Harry James Potter Beg Magic To Grant Me The Power To Defeat Tom Marvolo Riddle And All He Stands For, I beg Magic To Help Me Enforce Justice And Balance To Repair The Wizarding world And Make It What It Should Be" as these words were spoken, blue sparks flared, white light shone, thunder crashed and lighting struck outside as Harry Potter bound himself as magic's servant to correct and rebalance what was broken for magic had heard his call, it gave him the power in return he became its enforcer of it's will.
Emerald eyes snapped open Harry sat bolt upright panting, he
Looked around noticing he did not have his glasses on but still could see. Hhe got up noting this for when he could be bothered and groaned as aching muscles protested, he looked at the time 9:00am "all I remember is my oath then some light, what happened?" he wondered, he chose however to have a shower to ease his aching muscles and then strain his brain later he grabbed his threadbare towel and walked out he stepped on some paper looked down there was a note he picked it up and read:
Freak
We cannot stand threats or your presence
And so are going on vacation till you leave
Keep the house clean and you can do what
You want
Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley
Harry grinned, the whole house to himself he jumped up and down with glee and elation, keep the house clean do what I want fair trade he thought about the only nice thing his relatives have ever done for him he went to the shower, blasted it on hot jumped under the spray and contemplated, as he washed himself and rinsed the sleep out of his eyes he did not notice many of the changes to his body till now he looked down noticing the floor was further away than usual he pondered this turned off the shower stepped out wiped the mirror of any condensation and studied his reflection he nearly had a heart attack his face was more angled, it was still his though was just as recognisable as before just higher cheekbones gave a more regal and pronounced face and with the absence of the thick rounded black frames his emerald eyes shone through.
He looked at his arms noticing the more defined biceps and forearms he looked further down to his abdomen staring blankly at a visible six pack he looked back in the mirror he saw a more filled out version of him, he briefly thought "maybe this is what I would look like if it weren't for years of malnourishment" his shoulders were broad and instead of his short 5,5 frame he could have sworn he was just under 6 foot he thought back to how this could have happened and remembered his oath for justice and grinned, he said out loud "many gracious thanks magic" after saying those words he felt a slight tingle in return telling him something he had always suspected magic was more than just a tool.
He pondered his thoughts on magic as he continued to study the many changes on his person, he had always asked magic instead of ordered it to his will if you ever read any of the theory books magic is a tool you have to order it for it to work, he however had always thought magic was a presence, show it respect it repays by doing what you ask and now he knows he was right. Harry grinned and decided he would tell a few select people and see how it turned out.
He walked back to his room still in awe of magic's gift slowly towelling himself off, after he was dry Harry cracked open his creaky wardrobe and looked at his clothes in disgust a grin formed though when a thought came to him he decided to test the water so to speak, to test his theory he was now magic's police in a way it's bodyguard in a manner of speaking it would want help him wouldn't it he slowly asked magic if it could improve his clothes and his room if it wasn't too much trouble he again felt that slight tingle in answer he thought maybe this meant a positive reaction he would hate to feel what the negative felt like he opened his eyes in anticipation when he looked at his new walk-in wardrobe he was shocked, a large room with plain white walls with a dark grey stripe going around the whole room against the walls were shelves and hangers full of clothes, he had not expected all of this, there were jeans black, blue and dark grey in colour, multiple T-shirts also in the colours white, black and dark grey. Harry was starting to see a theme, he saw dress shirts black and white he also saw a long leather jacket, a black trench coat and a dark grey suit jacket next to that however was a full suit black dress trousers, black silk dress shirt, black jacket, black tie underneath was a pair of Chelsea boots that matched the whole ensemble amazingly that was only on one side of the brightly lit room.
On the other side he saw wizard clothes black robes with grey trim, dark grey robes with black trim some had emerald trim too he was giddy at what the rest of his room looked like now but he looked at the end wall first and saw a row of shoes and boots he saw shiny black dress shoes much like the ones under his suit but without the ankle or the heel, black trainers, white trainers and grey trainers he saw a pair of black converse all-stars he also saw a pair of Doc Martin boots.
He walked out of his wardrobe after donning a pair of black jeans his black converse all-stars, he had a white v-necked T-shirt with a black dress shirt over the top unbuttoned.
And then promptly fell over at the sight of his new room, it was practically his own apartment he saw currently he was standing in his living room, a long black coach in the middle of the room, a glass coffee table tinted with grey, in front of it in the corner there was a wooden desk with quills and inkpots on the side, Hedwigs cage was on its own table and she looked rather pleased with the new accommodations, a bookcase lined one of the walls filled to the brim with his school books, but he noticed that he had never owned anymore than the ones that were listed in his letters so realized that they must have been another gift. He was already overwhelmed with magic's gift and he hadn't seen it all yet, he walked up to one of the other doors opened and discovered his own dazzling white bathroom toilet, big Jacuzzi bath, a large shower cubicle that could have fit him and Tonks in with ease, why did he just think that? he thought as his cheeks coloured to a red that rivalled the Weasleys.
He backed up still having the very pleasant images flashing on the inside of his eyelids but chose to ignore it, he was 15 coming up to 16 this July she was 19 he didn't stand a chance but he remembered that blush and the grin on the station, hope filtered through as he shut the door to his bathroom and then went to look at his bedroom.
He walked in and laughed at the four-poster oak bed complete with silk sheets and coverings, his thoughts again strayed to how big it was, he shook his head dispelling thoughts of the bubbly and beautiful Auror Tonks. The bedside table had a lamp on the right side, on the left there was a table with a slight indent on it where his wand rested to make sure it did not roll anywhere, hanging off one of the posts there seemed to be a black holster of some sort, he looked at it noticed it was a wand holster he took it strapped it to his forearm under his shirtsleeve and saw it blend into the colour of his skin, he saw an image in his mind flick the wrist it slides into his palm he practiced this a few times and smiled, yep things were looking up and Justice Would Be Sweet.
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