Chapter 1: The Boy Who Lived, Found!
Ten years later, a giant of a man walked through the gates of Kavoc. The giant man mumbled to himself, "Dumbledore said that Harry lives in this town. Now how do I find him?" He looked around at the people running past and into buildings, and shrugged. "Nothing to do but ask for directions"
A growl was suddenly emitted from behind the large man, and before he could react, a impact staggered him as he felt a tearing sensation as something bit him on the shoulder. "ARRGGG," he screamed as he tried to get it off of him while running.
A female voice yelled out, "Stop running I'll get it!" The large man stopped running, and a winged female figure wielding claws cut through the wolf on Hagrid's back. She then turned to a boy wielding a staff with a round onyx stone on its top. He was near a round white thing with blue markings floating above the ground, and called out, "Harry, get the growloon. Klein and I, will clear up the rest of the monsters.
Harry nodded as he turned toward the growloon and replied "Okay, mom." Hagrid's eyes widened as he saw Harry swing his staff down. In a fairly impressive light show the growloon disappeared.
The woman started fighting another group of wolves using quick economical movements. Harry noticed a drake that was trying to blind side her, and yelled, "Mom! Get down!" Harry focused his fire Elements into his fire mana creating a large red bomb which he threw at the drake, blasting it to bits which dissipated into thin air.
His mom dove out of the way before the bomb hit. "Thanks Harry!" she yelled before mopping up the rest of the wolves with an energy blast. "I think that's the last of them." She commented as she retracted her wings.
A man wielding a staff with a red orb on top walked up to the woman, and said, "That's the last of them Lita. Good job Harry." He Looked at Hagrid and asked, "Who are you? Most people know better than to stand around during a monster attack."
"My name is Hagrid. I'm here looking for Harry Potter." Hagrid explained.
Lita thought while she said, "Potter… Potter… No I don't think anyone in Kavoc has the last name Potter how about you, Klein?"
"Hmmm, I don't think I recognize that last name ether, are you sure you're in the right place, Hagrid?" Klein responded.
Hagrid pulled out a note and replied, "This says that Harry Potter lives at the house above the bar in Kavoc."
"That's our house," Klein remarked. "Perhaps Potter was Harry's last name before we adopted him."
Hagrid smiled as he looked at Harry, and tries to see the lighting shaped scar that's supposed to be there, but is foiled by Harry's black bandana. "It would be easy enough to check. Harry Potter had a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead."
Lita looked at Hagrid and nodded. "Yes Harry does have such a scar. Perhaps we should head toward the house and talk there," She suggested.
"Sounds good," Hagrid agreed.
The four of them move into the house and Lita motions the large man to sit on the downstairs couch as he probably would break the kitchen chairs.
"Now Hagrid, what are you looking for our son for?" Klein asked Pulling a chair from the kitchen to sit on while his wife and son followed suit.
"Here, I Have this letter for him," The large man replied while holding out the envelope.
Harry took the letter, and opened it carefully, not that his family had people out for his head, but it never hurts to be careful. After skimming the letter he handed it to his mom, who quickly read it and passed it to Klein who said, "Let me get this straight, according to this letter Harry was from an alternate dimension, where his parents were killed, the same person who killed his parents is the leader of a group and tried to kill him, and finally he was sent here by a freak serge of 'magic,' is that right?" At Hagrids bemused nod the man continued continued, "Now why should he go there to learn something, that if this letter is correct, has already proven itself undependable, and where he might have people still out to kill him? My son's safety is important to me, that is why I've been teaching him alchemy and Lita has been teaching him claw work."
"Then what was that out there? It looked like he was in danger there," Hagrid replied.
"Practical experience, which he was ready for," the alchemist responded. "The world is a dangerous place, and since it was a minor infestation we let him take part in the clean up. Before you say anything about it being more dangerous here, those things are beasts, and were not trying to harm him specifically, unlike the guy who tried to kill our son."
The big man sighed at the mans word, and remembered his instructions.
Flashback
Twenty hours ago Hagrid was standing in the office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts to receive his instructions.
"Hagrid," the old man started. "I need you to go to talk to a prospective student. The situation is a bit unusual. So much so I never told anyone what actually happened to the child of two deceased members of our order. Harry Potter, is not living with the Dursleys, he was transported someplace else. I have finished a method of transportation, and a letter. The letter contains what he needs to know about his parents and how he got there. If you have trouble convincing him or his family, come back and get me," Dumbledore said before handing the half giant two of the amulets he made. The amulets were silver with a ruby gem in the center, and, as the design was of the creators choice they were in the shape of a phoenix.
After taking the amulets the large man walked out of the office to prepare for the trip.
End Flashback
"I'll be back," Hagrid said as he touched the ruby on the amulet. The magic of the charm cause him to vanish in a flash of lime green light.
The next day dawned bright and clear while Harry went through his morning routine, first at six am it was claw sparring practice. He worked with claws as well as staffs and alchemy so he could spend time with both of his parents. At eight the trio sit for breakfast during which they normally discuss the plans for the day after practice and lessons are done, although this day was different they were talking about the odd man who came to talk with Harry, although with their friends calling someone odd is a situation of a pot calling the kettle black.
At nine Harry started with his staff work and alchemy practice outside of town. This was interrupted though by the large man, whom had returned following an old man. Fortunately the bomb that Harry was creating exploded far enough away from them that they were only pelted with pebbles.
The old man started brushing off the pebbles, and with a glance at the crater left behind by the flame type bomb he walked over to where Harry was standing beside his father looking sheepish. He then said, "Hello my name is Albus Dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I've come to talk to you about having your son attend my school..."
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