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Harry looked at the ceiling feeling the anger of what he had just witnessed. How could he be so cold and callous? Wondered harry as he thought of the muggle that died at the hand of the dark lord.

"Wait why am I using the word muggle?" thought Harry, "It seems extremely offensive, but what else could I call non-magicals that others would understand?" Harry mulled this interest segue of his mind as he gathered his shower things. If there was one thing those monsters didn't subject him to it was being filthy. Petunia hated body order and filth in every form. It was the only thing harry ever saw Dudley or Vernon get in trouble for.

He showered quickly hoping to avoid making breakfast for the menagerie that was his extended family. They wouldn't make him cook if he was doing a more difficult chore and if he was to be doing chores he would do one of the few he enjoyed and that was gardening.

The garden was the first thing he had ever owned per se. as harry knelt into the soft loamy soil. When he was 4 the garden won the neighborhoods coveted "Best Garden" reward. When Petunia tried to take credit for it she was met with so much social back-lash, simply because the neighbors never saw her in the garden only little Harry. And also because they didn't want there most hated neighbor getting the coveted prize it was better for the heathen of Pivet Drive to receive the prize then her.

As Harry worked he wondered at 3 things one was the fact there seemed to be an inordinate amount of garden snakes today in his garden, two the old man from his vision he wasn't able to tell if he was hit by the curse then fell or fell and avoided the curse and three there was a violet rose on his rose bush. The snakes he ignored as the more snakes there was the less snails and other pests there was in his garden, the old man he put away for now knowing he most likely died if he avoided it or not. The rose on the other hand was new, he had seen the rose bush sprout different colors but usually red, yellow, and white. He reached out to touch the rose's petals and felt his magic drawn out of him.

He tried to remove his finger but it was stuck he noticed the the other roses were turning violet and the rose he was touching was turning gold, then he felt the drain on his magic increase the other roses went from violet to gold as well. Before he heard a voice speak to him. He looked at the rose.

"Hello hellloo? Rossses don't speak, speaker." the voice chuckled and harry looked down seeing a very small brown snake. He also realized that his finger was his own once more and pulled it away quickly. He eyed the snake and said slowly

"Hello and who might you be?" Asked the very confused harry, snakes haven't come and talked to him personally beyond the snake from the zoo.

"I am Hopi the spirit of the earth." Replied the snake kindly and harry couldn't shake the feeling that the snake was much like Ms. Weasley which was weird because snakes weren't motherly at all. But he did latch onto the most interesting part of the information.

"The ssspirit of the earth? Ssshouldnt you be much bigger then? I would think the basskalisssk was the ssspirit of the earth" Mused harry.

"Rude to a point are we not?" said the snake. "But that isss beyond the point, ahh to be young again" the snake shook her head. "The basskalisssk is the represssentation of death while I am the represssentation of life. Do not interrupt." the snake stared pointedly at Harry before continuing. "I am appearing to you because you have passed the ancient tests of adult hood. Well the Celtic ones anyways. You have cared for a plant your entire life and done very well, and you completed a great challenge, well you completed ssseveral but itss the basskilisssk one we are ssspeaking of, ass a ressult you have gained a true familier and elemental powersss" The snake looked at him after it short speech, stareing him in the eyes after a few secounds of awkward scilaecne the snake said, "You may sspeak now." The snake prompted.

"Oh" Replied Harry dumbly.

"Yess oh" The snake replied.

"Well then what is a true familiar and the elemental powersss?" Harry asked the most obvious question.

"Well Captain Obviouss, a true familiar iss a being you bond with on a deeper level it allowss you to telepathically communicate to him or her and you both gain certain abilitiess from the other. If you hadn't inadvertently completed the trials of the Celtss you mosst likely be bonded to your owl. Now that is imposssible as you have too many facetss of your perssonality to be bonded to her. Ass for the elemental powerss its exactly as it ssoundss you will be gain control and in the yearss to come massstery of the four elementss." Lectured the snake.

"Four elementsss? Why only thossse four? The japenessse have five, metal and wood." pointed out Harry.

"Ahh not assss dumb ass you play it up to be are you? Well then ssence this is your mosst interesssting question to date Ill tell you. You only gain the four becausssse you completed a sset of trials that held the belief of four elementsss if you had completed a Japanesssse set of trialss you would have sssix and if you completed a Egyptian one you would have five the fifth one being the sssoul." Replied the snake.

"If thessse ritualsss let you gain sssuch powerful abilitiesss why doessssn't everybody do them?" Asked Harry.

"Ssame reason your friend Hermione knowss ssso much more sspellsss then you do, like you to your ssstudying, people do not want to put forth the effort."

"I sssee so what now? Are you to be my familiar? And how will I control my new found abilitiesss?"

"HA me a wizardsss familiar" laughed Hopi. "No I am not your familiar I have to many ressponssibilitiesss to be tied down in sssuch away"

"Sssounds like a commitment issssue to me" Said harry with a cheeky grin.

"A funny one are we? Well …. awe what am I talking about you got me" Hopi chuckles. "I won't hear the end of it from Chalchihuihtotolin"

"Who iss Chal..Chalchi..who iss thiss person iss he an other ssspirit?" Asked Harry stumbling over the name.

"Do they teach you nothing at that placcce you call a school? Chalchihuihtotolin is the caretaker of magic he deccidesss who recceivesss and who doesssn't, he alssso maintainss the barrierss between realmss." Hopi replied irately, thinking her friend was being forgotten. (She was right about that).

"I'm ssorry I mean no disssrespect I jussst never heard of him before" Harry replied hastily.

"Itsss all right but we ssshould get on with thisss act. I am alssso here to inform you a teacher isss coming to you sssoon but you will alssso teach him as the bessst way to learn isss to teach."

"Who isss coming?" Asked Harry. "Is it Remusss? Maybe even Sssiriussss?" Harry asked hopefully.

"No they were a our firssst choiccce but extricating cccircumssstance has prevented thossse from helping. No thisss will be a completely new player to the field."

"I sssee ssso someone I have never ssseen or heard about then?"

"Oh you have ssseen him asss for hisss name it isssss..." Hopi was saying before she was interrupted by a horse.

"Freak get in here now! I know full well you were hoping to get out of your chores by gardening but that can wait. Duddy-kins is hungry." She stalked over and grabbed harry by the collar. Looking down she noticed Hopi looking at her and Harry. "Disgusting snake." Said Petunia as she brought her high heel down on Hopi, leaving a mangled body behind and dragging a aghast Harry behind her.

Frank

Frank awoke to a small bump and the car shifting slightly. He started to sit up and groaned at pain that wasn't there and he sat up quickly in shock. Hitting his head on the celing of the car. His olden pains were gone his leg didn't hurt his hands didn't hurt he didn't even feel what he referred to as the old man chills. He steped out of the car and stretched in ways he hadn't in a long time, he looked at his hands and found them whole and unblemished he ran to the rest stop restroom and after entering and flicking the light on stood in shock looking at the mirror, starring at his reflection. Somehow he had aged backwards in the night he now looked much like he did from when he was thirty. He left the restroom in shock. Was it all a dream? Thought Frank was the past 40 years and a night a hallucination his mind turning over this idea as he walked. He looked up to see a bat sitting on the hood of the car. And not just a normal bat a huge bat one easily large enough to take a small child and turn it into a denizen of the night bat. And it was looking him in the eye.

"Hello young'un" Frank spun around search for the owner of the voice until his eyes came back to the bat or where the bat use to be. Instead there sitting on the hood was a young boy no more then appeared to be ten.

"Hello but I'm afraid you are the young one here and could you please get of the hood? You could hurt yourself." said Frank.

The boy chuckled to himself. "If it will help with your sense of safety I'll get off but now is not the time for frivolous banter. I am Chalchihuihtotolin the caretaker of magic."

"Where are your parents? And what is your real name?" Asked Frank he was getting annoyed with this boy. He looked into the sky trying to see if that bat was flying around, wouldn't do for the bat to pick up this boy.

Little did Frank know Chalchihuihtotolin was getting annoyed with him as well. He eyed the old now middle aged man. If only I made him a wizard when he first caught my eye, he is taking the age change rather well.

"I don't have parents and we have much to talk about on the subject of magic and Harry Potter." Said the exasperated caretaker, then he changed into a giant of a man, while looking youthful had a white beard extending to his feet.

Frank sat down on the pavement in shock. "Ho..How did you do that? And what do you mean magic, and what do you know of Harry Potter?" asked a shocked and intimidated Frank.

"Magic! And speaking of which, I bequeathed upon you magic as well. You are a wizard Frank."

"No way but but I cant be a wizard I'm just an old man nothing magical about me."

"Ahh there you are wrong my good sir, you see mundanes such as your previous self and majority of people around you all have magic but instead of it manifesting as the ability to create fireballs and affect the outside world it turned inward making mundanes faster stronger and generally smarter then the average wizard or witch. Mundanes also get much more done and live a more productive life then magicals. Although magicals do tend to live longer as because they interact with magic they get a longer lifespan, quality vs quantity is very much the way of this." Said Chalchihuihtotolin turning slightly into a bit of a tangent.

"Then why am I younger? Asked a confused Frank.

"Because of magic Frank that's why, but lets get away from this for now you were on a mission were you not? Something about a boy and two psychopaths?" Stated Chalchihuihtotolin.

"Well yes but I wouldn't call it a mission,What do you even know about it?" replied an irate Frank.

"I know many things, but first you need to know a few things more as well. Have a few charges set upon you and such. First off you are now a wizard but you have no training I'm sure the boy Harry Potter will do well to train you in that regard but keep your emotions under check your magic will react and the actions might not be favorable. Second you will need to train Harry in the ways of war and find oters that may teach him other usefull skills such as politics.. You are singly capable of this because you were a General in the army of the British you know how to run a war. And C do you know where young harry is?"

Frank looked at this man and thought about what he said if what he said is true then this Harry Potter was in deeper shit then he thought. He also realized that he did in fact not know how to find harry, his plan was to go to a library and use a computer to find him. A long shot yes but computer were amazing things. He also realized the magic man had switched from numbers to letters and smiled.

"No I don't know where he is I was planning on using a library computer to find him, and secondly shouldn't there be someone else to train him? And also you switched from number to letters in your listing." Said frank feeling good he got one over on the man for some reason.

"So I did didn't I?" Chalchihuihtotolin chuckled. "Either way it has to be you because I chose you the other choices are indisposed. Im sure you can a better way of finding him perhaps an old war buddy?" Asked Chalchihuihtotolin.

"An old war buddy?" Asked Frank confused, he ran through the list of "war buddies" he had and remembered that Jack Watt had become part of a committee on schools a while back.

"Also what should I call you I can't pronounce your name and I'm not even going to try."

Chalchihuihtotolin laughed at that. "Well you can call me...Chad. " The newly christened Chad frowned. "But it is time for me to go one of my fellow people need me. TTFN" And the steward of magic drifted off with the wind changing into smoke shaped like a bat before drifting off completely.

"Wait wait! Chad!" Frank felt ridicules calling for this being in such a way but its what he had to go on. When Chad did not appear he cursed and punched his fist into his palm, generating a electric spark. He yelped and danced away looking at his hands for damage. Well it appears that proves the magic. He thought. Well time to go find a telephone and see what Jack is up too, he looked around one last time before getting into his car and driving down the mid morning highway.


Authors Musings

Still just a rewrite