Hello all, here's Chapter II, Hope you enjoy!
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Chapter II
Dreamscape Visit
Harry looked around within a place he knew quite well. He was surprised that he even found himself in here seeing as he's not working on his Occlumency shields. He looked around as memories passed him and they were much more organized than what he had made them be the last time he was in his mindscape. Which was a very long time ago, as he had been too busy dealing with Voldemort, and he had managed to get zero alone time to meditate and build and strengthen his shields. In fact he had forgotten about them until he showed up here unexpectedly. He looked around and saw a huge pair of doors a few feet in front of him that said Main Room.
Cautiously, he walked up to the doors and saw that they were pure white, with gilded doorknobs. Harry placed a hand on the doors to feel them and jumped a bit that they felt cold and smooth. He had not been expecting that either. Just as he was about to remove the hands from their place at the door, they started glowing and the room shook a bit, which caused Harry to almost lose his footing. Just as abruptly as the doors glowed, and the room shook, the event stopped. Harry then decided to push the doors, surprised by how light they were now. He then pushed them a bit more in order to make a big enough opening for his now de-aged body to pass through.
Once inside, he saw that the room was pure white as well. The floor tiles were obviously made of marble, and they were very clean judging by how he could see his own reflection looking up at him from them. There were tremendous marble columns in a row, holding up an inside roof. Bookshelves ran across the large room at least ten times. Harry also took notice of the furniture being made of the shiniest silver he had ever laid eyes upon. He took a step onto the large red carpet that led to the center of the room, and proceeded to walk at the fastest pace that a de-aged body of six could. While walking he took his time to send appraising glances at the greenery and decorations that were placed within this…library.
The gilded statues, the fountain cherubs, the…the…nymphs?
Harry had to do a double-take at that. Nymphs? Actual nymphs!
If he wasn't surprised before, he sure as hell was now. He rubbed his eyes vigorously then looked at them again, his expression still one of shock. The nymphs seemed to notice his staring and they stopped their playing with the cherubs and other beings by the fountains and turned to him. They smiled flirtingly at him and waved, some blew him kisses, other winked at him. Harry snapped out of it once he saw their actions, he flushed embarrassed and looked at his feet, shuffling shyly. The nymphs seeing that couldn't help but squeal at how cute he was being and all aww'd at him, which seemed to snap him out of his actions. He jumped a bit quickly scurried along towards his original destination. As he hurried along he heard the nymphs and their companions giggle and laugh lightly at his antics.
He was now a few feet away from the center of the library, where he saw a large silver colored arm chair, and a podium next to it. He also took notice of the figure sitting in the chair. It was the form of a woman, her hair was wavy and long, of a dark maroon color, it looked like the finest silk he'd ever seen, her eye lashes were long and thing, golden colored eyes, pink rosy cheeks, luscious pinks lips that seemed very soft to touch, a thin nose, and her face overall was heart-shaped. He then took in the rest of her; her skin was white; snowy white, it was beautiful. She was beautiful. Her clothes composed of a silvery white stola, a vermillion colored sash that went around her waist. She was barefooted, he noted, and she was also reading a tome, it was a large, old, moldy tome at that. He looked at the front cover and was surprised to see that it read; Harry Potter: Life and Times.
He kept his gaze on her, his eyes still explored her whole body, trying to gauge her and if she was a threat. He had no idea where he was, who she was, or what was going to happen next. He discreetly flicked his wrist behind his back, and he felt the Elder wand being placed firmly in his hand. He tightened his grip anxiously, and bit his bottom lip, he didn't want to make the first move. He had to be calm, he had to be ready.
Constant Vigilance Potter!
Moody's words still rang through his mind, which was the very first lesson he had been taught by the scarred and crippled war veteran. The man was a titan in both raw and controlled magical power; just like Albus Dumbledore, Tom Riddle, Nicholas Flamel, and Harry himself. Harry had taken the old war hawk's lesson of Constant Vigilance to heart. To this day, Harry had never managed to let anything slip by him. He wasn't about to start. He narrowed his eyes at the woman who was still reading over the tome. Many scenarios passed through his mind as to what to do, how to do it, and what the outcome would be.
Finally, the woman seemed to notice his presence, and closed the book, a soft slam that echoed through the white marble walls of the library. Harry took a step back cautiously, his wand arm flinched, but he managed to rein control of it. He would not attack first, he would respond accordingly. The woman placed the tome on her lap gently, her eyes closed, then she let out a sigh and slowly stood up, the tome levitated and pt itself in a shelf, he saw. However, that was not all he saw, he almost yelped in surprise as the woman shrunk down to his size and age, right before his very eyes. The clothes shrunk with her as well!
The woman, now turned girl, took opened her eyes. Gold met Emerald for the first time. They had a staring contest that seemed to last for ages. During that time, Harry had seen her eyes, he read them, studied them, what he found, made him involuntarily take yet another step back, his mind going overboard with ideas, his wand arm now exposed, the Elder wand pointed at her. He had seen no emotions at all whatsoever at first, that soon changed and he saw emotions flood her eyes, happiness, sorrow, anguish, joy, those were a few of many. But what he had seen that made him react this way was power.
Yes. Power. Pure unadulterated, raw, controlled power. Power that could, and would destroy him should he try anything, but his body reacted instinctually towards it. Many years of experiencing death scenarios had honed his sixth sense to automatic activation. He could not stop himself, unless he had strengthened his Occlumency shields, which he hadn't had the time to do.
The girl merely smiled coyly at him, before she literally skipped over to him happily, as if she were on a sugar rush, however, mid-skip on the second movement, she sprouted the most beautiful vermillion colored wings that he'd ever seen. She floated and stopped right in front of him, hovering. Harry had no idea what to do, if he did anything at all, he was sure that this girl…woman….this being would completely obliterate him from the face of this world. That was why he hoped that she took no offence to him having pointed his wand at her.
Who are you kidding Potter? She most definitely take offence to it!
The girl merely plucked the wand from his fingers and banished it back into his holster with a flick of her hand. She did all that while still smiling at him. Then she grabbed his hand with two of her own and pulled him along with her towards nowhere really. As soon as she touched him, everything had warped, what was an amazing library was now an abysmally dark void, the only light that radiated came from the girl in front of him, her aura was the only flame within this abyss. He looked at her apprehensively still, but she merely closed her eyes and smiled cutely at him.
She then opened her mouth, and the tone and sound that came out of it was so majestic, so harmonious, so fantastic, that it made Harry's face flush, whether he wanted to or not, "Welcome, Harry Potter, I am sure you have many questions, I shall answer only those which I deem worthy to give an answer to, those I do not answer, will either be answered in the future, or they shall never be answered at all. Is that alright with you, dear Harry?"
Harry did not know what he should say to that, was it alright with him?
No it bloody was not!
But would he say otherwise? Especially to a being so powerful that could probably give The Great Merlin a good beating? No, no he would not. He was in unknown territory, he had no idea what to do, other than just nod his head curtly, his face tight.
The girl clapped her hand and intertwined her fingers and her smile became brighter, if possible, "Great! First of all, you must understand the history of this country in order for us to continue, I shall tell you everything that is important.
"The first thing you should know is, out of the many deities that are the guardians of this world, I am the goddess of dreams, and guardian of history, and I am also one of the three deities of Wisdom. My mother; Arianwen, Queen of the Gods, Goddess of the Gods, Life, Death, and one of the deities of Prophecy, named me; Laari'Ai. But you, dear Harry, may call me Laari. I shall now begin to inform you of this world's history."
She then proceeded to rest her forehead against Harry's and closed her eyes, " 'Tis best if you follow my example, dear Harry, and close your eyes in order to visualize all that I shall commune with you."
Harry closed his eyes. Once again he found himself within an abysmal place, no light, nothing. Just as he was about to move, a hand was placed on his shoulder, Laari's hand, she then smiled at him and gestured to the site in front of them, a figure being formed from the abyss, the thing took the shape of a gray and pitch black mist.
"This, dear Harry, is the beginning, this is my ancestor, this is Haoss…"
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END
Hey guys, hope you liked this chapter, the next one is being worked on, I just have to edit some things and rethink some events about the history of this new world.
I might end up making some art for this, though they'll probably just be profiles of the characters.
See ya soon!
EMR
(\(o.o) *wave* Adios!
