Sharingan Harry Book One: A New Bloodline Chapter 1 New World, a harry potter fanfic

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A New Bloodline
Harry Potter/Naruto
by Shinji the Good Sharer
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Chapter 1
New World

Name: Sharingan Copy Wheel Eye
Type: Dojutsu Eye Skill

Abilities:

- First Tomoe:
1. Ability to see through any Illusion or deception.
2. Ability to see movement at an extremely reduced rate.

- Second Tomoe:
1. First Tomoe abilities amplified.
2. Ability to Copy any ability with the exception of other Kekkai Genkai.

- Third Tomoe:

1. First and Second Tomoe abilities amplified further.
2. Ability to analyze and predict future events such as opponent movements.
3. Ability to cast illusions and hypnosis through eye contact.

- Mangekyou Sharingan Kaleidoscope Copy Wheel Eye -Inactive-

1. All Tomoe abilities further amplified.
2. Tsukiyomi Moon Reader – is a genjutsu created by the Uchiha Clan and it can only be performed by someone who possesses the Mangekyou Sharingan, Tsukiyomi is contained in the user's right Mangekyou eye. Tsukiyomi is activated when the Mangekyou Sharingan makes eye contact with someone trapping the victim in an illusion inside their own mind. The caster has complete control over space and time and can choose to torture the victim any way they want, for as long as they want. Seventy-two hours of torture in the illusion could be only a minute in the real world. The genjutsu is so intense that even elite Jôunin will fall prey to it if they make eye contact. According to rumor only an Uchiha can fight the technique, but they do not need a Mangekyou to counter it as long as they are very skilled with the normal Sharingan. The Tsukiyomi takes a large amount of chakra and can only be used limited times a day.
3. Amaterasu Shining Heaven – is a ninjutsu that was created by the Uchiha Clan and can only be performed by someone who possesses the Mangekyou Sharingan. The Amaterasu is contained in the user's left Mangekyou eye. When used the black flame will leak out of the right eye of the users and consume the target, the flames will burn through almost anything such as barriers or even a normal flame. The black flames are said to burn for seven days and seven nights. Anything within the field of vision of the Mangekyou Sharingan will be burned by the flames. The jutsu as two major draw backs the first one is it takes a large amount of chakra for usage, as a result it can only be used a limited times a day. The second draw back is that the power of the flame damages the user's eye; the more it is used the worse the damage becomes.
4. Susanoo Impetuous Male – Ability to create a spiritual being which possesses the Sword of Totsuka, anything cut by the blade will be sealed into a blissful dream genjutsu for all eternity. The Sword of Totsuka is the perfect counter to any weapon's attack. Susanoo has a shield named Yata's Mirror that will reflect any attack thrown at it. The shield will protect the user from any harm making them invincible. Unlike the Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi the Susanoo doesn't require chakra. Susanoo still puts a great strain on the user's body which limits how long the user can use the technique. If Susanoo is used to long the user will collapse.

Flaws:

- Distortion of reality conserving time. User will see things moving in slow motion in addition to seeing through any illusion or deception. If one cannot keep up with the eye themselves the ability is relatively useless.
- Only abilities and skills can be copied. The Sharingan will give the user the ability to memorize and use any ability they see instantly. It will not teach the limitations, flaws, strategy or uses of the ability unless they too are seen.
- Any skill or ability not seen or not seen clearly cannot be copied.
- Use of the Mangekyou takes large amounts of power and creates a strain on the eyes when used. When used too often the eyes can drain the user of all their energy rendering them unconscious.
- The Mangekyou can only be safely used at will by the creator of the bloodline without the limitations of having their eyesight begin to fail. Anyone must activate it for the first time through extreme mental trauma. Usually killing one's own best friend.

Notes:

- Variations of the Tsukiyomi and Amaterasu can be created at the will of the user but only through experimentation and time.

Harry looked at the paper in the back of the book and took his thumb off the special page at the back of the book letting it absorb the blood print and the words vanish. Today, Hagrid was taking him to the train where he would go to Hogwarts. Until then Harry had been spending hours looking through several texts he had owl ordered using his pet owl Hedwig, who had been a gift from Hagrid.

They were in both scroll and book form, each was a manuscript on ninja techniques. He had looked up the word 'Sharingan' and discovered that it had existed naturally by a clan of ninja called the Uchiha who were reputed to be unmatched and undefeatable. There were a great many ancient texts on the clan and Harry ordered a copy of each. The delivery was rather entertaining as several packaging trucks came up to the door and Harry let them in before signing and having them put all the purchases in his room.

"Boy! How did you buy all those?! I'm not going to pay for your freakishness!" his uncle Vernon had raged angrily.

Smiling and shaking his head Harry looked at his aunt, uncle and cousin. "You don't have to, the Potter family is rich and I'm the sole heir to a four thousand year old fortune. My trust fund alone has a thirteen million gold galleon net worth. The Potter main vault is off limits until it come of age but I have enough to live on. I'm the only one who can access them anyway."

Vernon's face turning purple while his aunt went pale and his cousin seemed to fume was a memory Harry wanted to keep. "You will be transferring that money to us boy! A freak like you wouldn't know what to do with it!"

"No, I don't think I will. You've been getting a stipend for my cost of living for years and you always just spent it on Dudley. I had the stipend canceled so you won't be able to even keep this house without me. Effectively, this is my house now, so either you shape up or I'll have the police put you out on the street." He told his now pale relatives. "Having the deed to this property in my vault is quite a benefit, huh?"

When they snapped out of it Vernon tried to grab Harry. "I'll beat that freakishness out of you yet you little basta…" He stopped when Harry's eyes turned blood red with three tomoe in each. The tomoe began spinning as their eyes met and Vernon fell over snoring loudly.

His aunt Petunia and his whale of a cousin Dudley gaped in horror. "That was just a weak form of hypnosis, he's just asleep. I'm not restrained anymore, you need me and I DON'T need you. You have a home by my charity and nothing more. Remember that or you will find yourselves sleeping in the streets." He told them as the tomoe stopped spinning and his yes returned to their new black.

Both his aunt and cousin went into a panic and dragged Vernon out of the room. Harry went back to his books at that point learning about chakra. It wasn't like magic instead of just being there is was a mixture of Chi Spiritual Energy and Ki Body Energy which produced the same effects by use of handseals instead of wand movements.

Since he had a somewhat well muscled body for a boy his age due to all the physical labor his relatives forced him to do Harry's Chi and Ki were both well matched but neither was actually trained so his chakra wasn't where it should be in terms of quantity. While his reserves were small he had an easier time controlling it. Chakra exercises like walking on walls, trees or water were much easier for him he found. He could also channel his chakra into his muscles to jump higher, run faster and generally increase his physical attributes beyond normal ability.

Dudley's gang trying to beat on him had proven that as a single punch had sent his whale of a cousin skidding for several meters and broken his jaw. Handseals had been interesting since they were named the same as the Chinese zodiac beasts.

- Bird Tori: (The Precision Seal) which allowed him to gain a more precise control over the jutsu.
- Boar: Ousu-buta: (The Stability Seal) which allowed him to make his jutsu more stable so they wouldn't fall apart.
- Dog: Inu: (The Longevity Seal) which allowed him to make sure his jutsu would stay in effect until he released them.
- Dragon: Ryu: (The Consistency Seal) which allowed him to keep the jutsu going while putting more chakra into it.
- Hare: Usagi: (The Multiplying Seal) which allowed him to replicate his jutsu into numerous ones.
- Horse: Uma: (The Restoration Seal) which allowed him to make a jutsu release its own chakra into something.
- Monkey: Saru: (The Forming Seal) which allowed him to control the size and shape of his jutsu.
- Ox: O-ushi: (The Force Seal) which allowed him to control the density and opacity of his jutsu.
- Ram O-hitsuji: (The Focus Seal) which allowed him to focus his chakra.
- Rat: Nezumi: (The Animation Seal) which allowed his jutsu to move and alter more freely if he chose.
- Snake: Hebi: (The Control Seal) which allowed him to control his jutsu more precisely.
- Tiger: Tora: (The Power Seal) which allowed him to make his jutsu more powerful or add elemental effects to them.

The first actual chakra ability, or jutsu as the scroll called it, was an Uchiha favorite named Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu. He had burned his lips numerous times learning it but after two weeks of studying it he had managed to do it. That had been funny as hell.

Harry had been practicing in the park at the edge of the large man made pond. He went through the handseals again not caring who was wondering why his lips were so burnt or why he had started making weird hand signs at the water. He went through the handseals quickly from using his Sharingan to copy each one out of the book. They were snake, ram, monkey, boar, horse, and tiger. "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" Harry shouted getting many confused stares before he breathed in deeply and put two fingers to his lips.

People gaped at he spit out a huge fireball that seemed to cover the surface of the pond before it petered out. Harry panted for a few seconds, the jutsu took a lot of chakra and he felt completely drained, his lips weren't badly burned enough to make scars but it still looked like they had been sunburned. Satisfied that he had finally completed the jutsu he turned to leave and stopped. "Sorry everyone, aunt Petunia put too much hot sauce in my lunch." He told them and left. He had also learned what were called 'academy jutsu' which was Henge, Bunshin and Kawarimi. It was all basic stuff and easy to learn with his Sharingan but anything higher still took too much chakra so he would need to build himself up.

He honestly doubted the Dursleys would ever recover from the stigma they now had as a bunch of nutcases. One jutsu he really wanted to learn was the summoning jutsu he even had bought a contract for snakes that nobody else wanted. Unfortunately he just didn't have enough chakra yet so he had to put it off. Learning to make explosive notes had been fun though, who knew you could make military grade thermite powder from crushed cans, rust and a little magnesium powder at an eight to three to one mix ratio. Using them had taken him a full sixteen hour day to work out though it was worth it having a way to blow up Vernon's car while eating dinner with them in such a way that they couldn't possible put the blame on him.

The seals on them did most of the work including igniting them. Just a pulse of chakra channeled at the seal and the resulting explosion was enough to ignite the gas tank of the tiny car. Seeing the horrified looks on the faces of his relatives had been great. They tried to blame him but he cut them off with a simple. "How? I was with you the whole time eating dinner."

Neighbors began talking about the 'lunatics who lived in number four privet drive' and 'how badly they talked about that polite young man' when they saw Harry. It was good to be Harry Potter when the Dursleys were arrested, a little hypnosis and the police had them in cuffs and were dragging Vernon and Dudley off to prison for child abuse, assault, criminal negligence and forced servitude. Petunia looked at Harry with a terrified stare every time he walked into the room after that knowing that he couldn't be bossed around anymore now that she was at his mercy for room and board. Being on the other side of the abuse wasn't something she was used to or fond of but with her husband serving forty years in prison and her son serving ten for gang related violence, vandalizing public property and repeated counts of assault she had no other way to get food, pay for conveniences or a home.

Harry was ready as he sat waiting for Hagrid to arrive. He had his trunk sitting before him containing all his school items including his portable library. His new military light flack jacket had several cargo pockets holding his explosive notes and several other tools he felt he might need. Storage seals and explosive note seals were the two easiest of all seals to create, often taught to Uchiha children. The one he'd used to create his bloodline had easily been several times harder.

Sealing his trunk and school supplies into a small blank scroll he had bought from a costume shop he stored it in one of the pockets while several other things including snacks, stationary equipment and several other items were stored in the scrolls. Each one just needed a little chakra to see or unseal making them more convenient than just carrying everything around. Even his wand was sealed inside his sleeve where he could unseal it with merely a thought. He had sent Hedwig ahead to wait at Hogwarts for him while sealing her cage in one of his scrolls. A knock at the door got Harry's attention and he walked past a reading Petunia with out looking back. It was time for him to go.

Hagrid was disturbed by the fact that Harry's eyes weren't green any longer. They also weren't hazel like his father's eyes used to be. His iris was just as black as his pupil but other than that he was completely unchanged if slightly less in awe of the magical world than he had been a month ago. His presence also seemed to be more confident than it had been and commanded a higher level of respect.

People weren't supposed to change that much in one month. Something was different and Hagrid couldn't help but worry. "Now remember Harry, stick to your ticket. That's very important, stick to your ticket." He warned the boy before tapping coin in his hand and vanishing.

Frowning Harry walked through King's Cross station activating his Sharingan calmly. Nobody really noticed his eyes and he walked until he saw pillar with passage way inside it hidden by a very weak looking illusion. Ignoring the squabbling redheads beside him he deactivated his Sharingan and walked through without a problem.

He 'appeared' on a bustling platform and with a quick handseal he transformed, taking the shape of a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes before anyone noticed him. He left his clothes unchanged, they were black loose fitting fatigues tucked into the black leather boots on his feet. His shirt was made of black fishnet and was see through while his flack jacket was black with the red and white Uchiha fan emblem on his back. Around his forehead was a black bandana with a metal plate in the front that held a red engraved Sharingan eye inside a connecting circle and triangle. A pouch on his belt just above his right buttock held his explosive notes.

The blonde boy walked through the crowd and carefully onto the train. Finding a compartment was easy and he sat calmly. He pulled a book from under his flack jacket and started reading up on Uchiha history. The first to publicly reach his level was a man named Uchiha Madara who was supposedly so evil he even scared demons. He also was supposedly immortal due to stealing his brother's Sharingan eyes when he went blind from using the Mangekyou too often.

Apparently the man who had originally created the Sharingan had been a wizard who died almost three thousand years before and created the Sharingan so his children would grow stronger faster due to his two sons dying early on in their ninja careers. He had once been a member of the Senju clan but left of his own accord. He was ancient by that time, many thousands of years somehow in fact. He had knowledge of both chakra and magic but Harry couldn't find any other books on him other than the journal of bloodline creation he already had.

It was twelve and Harry had unsealed his lunch along with some snacks. He had finished the book on Uchiha history and started reading a book on human anatomy and various jutsu that were useful in battle. Ninja were by definition, assassins and mercenaries, and the Uchiha were an entire clan of ninja from children to the elderly. Born and bred killers, the whole lot of them, and strangely enough they came up with compelling arguments about human nature having in ingrained need to fight and kill as a means of survival and they were only taking that nature and refining it to protect and provide for themselves.

His lunch was a grilled chicken breast sandwich on toasted sourdough bread with bacon, cheese, lettuce, tomato and mayo. He also had a bag of chips, a box of cookies a salad and a couple of sodas. Relaxing as he read the door opened to reveal one of the redheads from earlier. "Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full." The boy asked but Harry just ignored him. "Oi, I asked you a question."

"What you do is none of my business unless it affects me in some way. Sit where you choose. It doesn't matter to me." He said dismissively without even looking up from his book. Normally he would have been more sociable but he really wanted to finish this book and interruptions from the other children screaming constantly were putting him in a bad mood.

Blinking, the redhead sat down trying to smile. "I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley." He said in an attempt to introduce himself. Harry just ignored him and took a bite of a cookie. "Oi, are you going to answer me?"

"It's rude to bother others. I am ignoring you because I do not wish to talk and I am concentrating on my book. Please be silent." Harry said matter-of-factly. The redhead looked positively enraged.

Before he could retort the door opened and a woman smiled at the end of a trolley covered in sweets. "Anything from the trolley?"

Noticing the look of longing on the boy's face as he looked at the ball of… something in his hand and declined Harry sighed. "If I buy you something will you remain quiet for the remainder of this trip?" he asked the boy who nodded eagerly. Taking out a handful of gold galleons from his pocket Harry looked to the woman. "Give him one of each." He told her, the woman did so and Harry paid before putting his money back in his pocket. Noticing the boy opening his mouth to ask Harry where he got all the money Harry spoke. "If you wish to keep that purchase you will remember your promise to be silent."

Wanting to keep his food the boy snapped his mouth shut and started eating. While the distraction of seeing the boy get attacked, bitten and all around beaten up by a chocolate frog as he tried to catch it was entertaining Harry mostly ignored him. Finishing his food Harry calmly put it in the small trash bin by the door and went back to his book. It was an hour later when the next interruption came.

A girl with bushy hair and beaver-like teeth opened the door. "Have either of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost one." Both replied with 'no' when she saw the old looking book Harry was reading. "What are you reading?"

"It's a seven hundred year old book on various concepts and strategy in combat. There is only copy in existence." He replied while sipping his soda.

Her eyes lit up as she looked at the book. "Can I read it when you're done with it?" she asked him eagerly.

"No." Harry told her dismissively.

Gaping in shock her face turned into one of anger. "Why not?! Knowledge should be shared!"

Harry looked at the girl calmly. "Knowledge should be shared, yes. However, my property is simply that. I had to special order this book with several thousand galleons as well as numerous other books in my private library. Since I choose those able to access it and many of them are rare or the only copies in existence, I will not be handing them out to every person who wants them." He replied and went back to his book. "Besides, I made sure my portable library was locked by my magical signature so only I can open it or enter it."

"Why would you need to do something like that?" she asked. "You should share knowledge freely. How else will the world move on?"

When he spoke it was as if he was speaking to a particularly slow child. "The magical world doesn't move on, if you care to look around you will see that they are still mostly stuck in the renaissance period. There are a few small exceptions of course but those are out of necessity not progress. Do you actually bother to THINK about what you read or do you just read it and spout it back out expecting to have people call you bright?" Both those in the room stared at him while Harry kept reading. "Besides, if all knowledge is to be shared then what if Voldemort came back and got a nuclear warhead?" he asked her making the girl pale in horror.

"I… see your point. You-know-who with a weapon capable of wiping out all of London in the blink of an eye…" she shuddered. "He'd probably hit a fault line and destroy the planet entirely."

Nodding a bit Harry turned the page in his book. "Quite possible, at any rate this is still my property and as such I choose who and when people see them. Now if you are going to continue this little conversation, please leave. You're disrupting my reading, and take him with you."

Both left and Harry sat back, relaxing in his seat as he read his book. He read calmly through the book and was nearly finished with it when the door opened again. He had seen this boy before while in Diagon alley as he got his robes. He came off as arrogant his hair was white and obviously gelled back with silver eyes. "I've heard Harry Potter is on this train, where is he?" he asked pompously.

"I haven't seen him on the train." Harry said dismissively while reading his book. It was sort of true since he hadn't 'seen' himself so he could get away with it. "You're the third person to ask me that, some redheaded boy was looking for him to." Harry lied while turning the page.

The boy growled angrily. "A Weasley, they always have to meddle." he hissed and left Harry's compartment with his two bodyguards following him. Harry smirked as he finished reading the book. The train would be arriving soon and he needed to get into his robes.

When the train stopped it was dark and children from eleven to eighteen filed out of the train. Harry had no difficulty fitting in and calmly walked up to Hagrid who was calling for the first years. "Alright, we'll be takin' these boats we will. Four to a boat and be careful not ta put yer hand in the water. Grindylow and all that." He said making some children go pale.

Discretely releasing his henge in the back Harry sat down in his boat of choice and ignored the three girls in the boat. It was a blonde girl who sat next to him chatting with a pair of Indian twins behind them. Apparently they were all friends and chatted animatedly about various things from how they thought they would get sorted to if they'd get to meet Harry Potter. He was careful not to smirk.

They ducked under a low rise and followed the half-giant up several flights of stairs once they docked. "Firs' 'ears Professor McGonagall." The shaggy man said to an older woman who merely nodded.

"Thank you Hagrid." She said in a stern voice. She had her hair up in a tight bun that made her seem to be even crankier than she already was. "I am Professor Minerva McGonagall; I will be your transfiguration teacher and Deputy Headmistress." She said looking the students over before looking at Harry and frowning at his black eyes. "When we go inside I will call your name and you will be sorted into your houses. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. While you are here, your house will be like your family and gain points for your victories. Any rule breaking will lose you points." Harry raised his hand and she nodded. "Yes?"

"What if you honestly don't care about your family?" Harry asked making her gape. "I ask this because I personally don't care about house points and have no intention of doing anything here besides learning. So are we forced to participate against our will or can we choose not to participate in the point system?"

Stuttering wasn't something Minerva McGonagall was used to. In fact one could very nearly say it was completely new to her. However, there she was stuttering and gaping at the young boy who had just spoken. "I-I will have to ask the Headmaster about that at a later time. In the meantime all of you stay here. I will return shortly."

After she had left everyone looked at Harry though they didn't know it was him with his scar covered by his headband. He just stood with his armed crossed until the bushy haired girl from the train spoke. "Why did you ask that of all things?" Harry just ignored her as he watched the doors. Several other kids tried to get his attention and were similarly ignored much to their irritation.

McGonagall came back a short while later and led them inside. The room was brightly lit with floating candles and the ceiling was a perfect copy of the sky outside of the castle due to being bewitched. Something the bushy haired girl took great pride in pointing out much to everyone's irritation. After a stupid song by the odd talking hat the sorting began.

- Abbot, Hannah - Hufflepuff
- Bones, Susan - Hufflepuff
- Boot, Terry - Ravenclaw
- Brocklehurst, Mandy - Ravenclaw
- Brown, Lavender - Gryffindor
- Bulstrode, Millicent - Slytherin
- Corner, Michael - Ravenclaw
- Cornfoot, Stephen - Ravenclaw
- Crabbe, Vincent - Slytherin
- Davis, Tracy - Slytherin
- Entwhistle, Kevin - Ravenclaw
- Finch-Fletchley, Justin - Hufflepuff
- Finnigan, Seamus - Gryffindor
- Goldstein, Anthony - Ravenclaw
- Goyle, Gregory - Slytherin
- Granger, Hermione - Gryffindor
- Greengrass, Daphne - Slytherin
- Hopkins, Wayne - Hufflepuff
- Jones, Megan - Hufflepuff
- Li, Su - Ravenclaw
- Longbottom, Neville - Gryffindor
- Macmillan, Ernie - Hufflepuff
- Malfoy, Draco - Slytherin
- McDougal, Morag - Ravenclaw
- Nott, Theodore - Slytherin
- Parkinson, Pansy - Slytherin
- Patil, Padma - Ravenclaw
- Patil, Parvati - Gryffindor

"Potter, Harry." McGonagall announced and Harry walked up ignoring the comments and whispers as he sat on the stool. The older woman put the hat on his head.

Almost springing to life the hat started looking through his head. "Hmm... difficult, very difficult indeed. You've got plenty of courage, quite a mind on you as well. You're more cunning than anyone I've sorted in the past six hundred years. Hmm... You have that scroll Salazar was so desperate to find as well, interesting." The hat commented as the image of his summon contract poppet into his mind. "Able to see through any deception with ease and even turn it back on your opponent. My, my, you are quite the gem."

Harry just looked up at the hat with an annoyed tone. "You do like to waste time don't you hat?" he quipped making the hat seem to smile.

"I suppose I do Potter, however we are not here about me." It replied. "Well Mr. Potter, it seems I have no choice but to put you in..."

Things had been silent for several minutes. The hat had been silent for several minutes from the moment it had been put on Harry's head. It was getting to be the longest sorting in history as the hat seemed to be considering where to put Harry. "Slytherin!" The great hall went silent as Harry handed the hat back to the old woman. The Slytherins were clapping wildly and whistling at getting Harry Potter while Ravenclaw clapped politely. The other two tables were dead silent with the Gryffindor spouting several mutters about a traitor.

In the end, the final sorting score was:

The old man at the center of the head table stood up with a grandfatherly smile and spoke to the students. "Now, I'm sure we're all hungry so I will keep this brief. The Dark Forest is forbidden to all students as is the corridor on the third floor unless you wish to die a horrible and violent death. Also our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that no magic will be allowed in the halls and that a list of contraband items is on his office door for your inspection. Now, with that out of the way, tuck in."

With a clap of the man's hands food appeared. An entire feast appeared on each of the tables carried by small creatures that looked like humanoid rodents under illusions which Harry assumed were house elves. Draco Malfoy, the blonde boy from the trained looked at Harry. "I didn't see you on the train, where were you?"

"I just sat in my compartment and read a book." Harry replied calmly. "I had lunch too but other than that I just sat reading some books from my private library."

Draco was perfectly content to glare at the other boy coldly. "You're telling me that you think I was stupid enough to simply walk past you?!" he hissed.

Shrugging, Harry looked at him. "I'm not 'telling' you anything. You just asked me where I was and I answered." He commented and went back to his food ignoring the following flurry of questions and introductions.

The Slytherin common room was in a section of the dungeons, something that didn't bother Harry in the slightest. Having his head of house outright trying to scold him for even being in his house was annoying but Harry just ignored him.

That is... until he grabbed Harry's arm and tried to jerk him around. Harry had then channeled his chakra into his muscles to increase his speed and strength, and then twisted the man's wrist hard. Much to the shock of the professor and the students watching he was shoved with his stomach and chest against the wall and his arm twisted behind his back by one arm of Harry's. "I don't know what your pathetic little problem is, however you are not worth my time in any fashion. I will follow the school rules which I read up on and I will do my work. So long as you stay out of my way I will not be forced to report you to the board of governors and see you thrown in prison and fired for abusing students. Is that clear?" Harry asked.

The greasy bat-like man, Serverus Snape, growled angrily and struggled. "I'll see you expelled for this PottERRRR!" he screamed as Harry's grip tightened and twisted snapping the bones in his wrist.

"I didn't quite hear you. Would you like to say that loud enough for the rest of the class to hear Professor?" Harry asked and twisted again jarring the bones slightly. "I want a wizard's oath that from now on you will mind your own business and not play your petty little problems on me. Unlike so many of your other students I'm perfectly willing to use lethal force to defend myself, so be warned."

Struggling angrily the man was forced to give in when Harry snapped one of his fingers backwards making him scream as the bone cracked in half. "I-I, Serverus Snape, swear on my AHHHH!!" he screamed as another finger was broken. "...swear on my life and magic that I will never provoke or cause problems for Harry James Potter again, so mote it be!"

With a frown at how the man spit out the oath as fast as he could Harry nodded. "So mote it be." A flash of blue filled surrounded both of them before Harry snapped Snape's thumb in half with a loud crack. "To make sure you remember your place." He whispered and shoved the man making him slam into the ground hard whimpering in pain. "I don't expect you to not punish me for LEGITIMATE rules broken, but whatever has you in such a snit doesn't matter to me. So long as you stay out of my way and do your job we won't have a problem, attack me again and I'll break you."

After that he had unsealed his portable library and entered it while it was sitting on his assigned bed. It was a massive library, twenty stories at least with vaulted ceilings and hardwood floors. However only half of the first floor was full due to Flourish and Blot's only having a certain number of books in stock. One side was full of scrolls while the other was covered in books and tomes, each one magically filed in the dewy decimal system with a card catalogue in the center right next to the reading area.

The books and scrolls were pretty cheap mostly. They were usually only a galleon or two with a couple reaching a thousand galleons. The reason for this was that chakra took more training to use and magic users just didn't want to work that hard while muggles in general just thought it was all bullshit. The two most expensive had been the book on bloodline creation and a scroll called 'The Kinjutsu Master's Library of Kinjutsu'. All of the jutsu in the scroll were too high level for him to use at the moment and he didn't expect to be able to manage them for at least two more years.

When he thought about it, the summoning jutsu he might be able to manage by summer if he trained hard enough. Sure he could already summon small snakes they had been good for spying since they could speak English like him. He knew he could also speak to normal snakes but nobody else seemed to understand what he was saying when he did so he stuck with his summons. His goal was to summon Manda, the king of the snake summons, who was well over a full mile long.

Harry didn't have that much chakra yet, he couldn't even summon anything longer than twenty feet yet. But it was still useful and he estimated that slightly under a year would be enough to build his chakra reserves if he trained hard enough. It was still funny to see his aunt faint when the snake said "Hey, you got any eggs in there for me to eat? I'm a bit hungry." He had actually laughed so hard he threw up.

Sighing he put his books back in their proper places and exited his portable library before sealing it back in one of his scrolls. "How did you do that?" one of the boys asked with a shocked stare. Harry remembered this was Theodore Nott and he was rather weedy-looking if Harry had to guess with messy black hair and brown eyes.

"It's a trade secret so I can't tell you. It doesn't use any magic though so I can use it whenever I want despite what the Ministry says. It's kind of funny really, that even muggles and use the power if they bothered to train enough, more effective than magic in battle too, one of the abilities can set fire to an entire section of forest or sink a castle into the mud if one is strong enough to do it." Harry replied dismissively.

Draco sneered arrogantly. "Oh please Potter, that had to be magic. Now stop fooling around and tell us how to do it."

"I saw a play once when I was younger. One of the actors had a line: 'There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.' I think that applies here. Simply because one believes that magic is the only source of power does not make it so. After all there is political power is there not?" Harry asked while unsealing his sleeping clothes and putting his flack jacket on a hook by his bed. "There are many powers other than magic, many of which are completely different but seem the same. However the one I used is a trade secret and I can't teach it to you. I'm only a trainee so far anyway."

The other boys looked at each other before turning to Harry. "So what can you do?" Blaize Zabini asked.

With a shrug Harry finished changing into a pair of shorts and a fishnet tanktop. "Again, it's a trade secret, can't tell you. It takes a lot of training though and more often than not the training can consist of severe burns, broken bones, and sometimes it can kill you. Those are just low to mid level techniques too. The higher ones can be worse. One of the books said that a master failed a technique once and had his soul ripped out of his still living body while he was dragged screaming into the fiery chasm of hell." That night Harry had to sleep with his pillow over his head to get the whimpers of his nightmare suffering roommates, idly he wondered if that last bit had been too much.

End Chapter 1

Translations:

Kekkai Genkai – Bloodline Limit
Sharingan – Copy Wheel Eye
Mangekyou – Kaleidoscope
Dojutsu – Eye Skill
Tomoe – Comma
Tsukiyomi – Moon Reader
Amaterasu – Shining Heaven
Susanoo – Impetuous Male
Sennin – Legendary Ninja
Jutsu – Technique
ANBU – Black Ops
Jōunin – Elite Ninja
Chūunin – Average or Journeyman Ninja
Genin – Trainee Ninja
Shinobi – Male Ninja
Kunoichi – Female Ninja
Genjutsu – Illusion Shill
Ninjutsu – Ninja Skill
Taijutsu – Body Skill
Kenjutsu – Sword Skill
Kinjutsu – Forbidden Skill
Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu – Fire Release: Great Fireball Skill
Henge – Transformation
Bunshin – Clone
Kawarimi – Replacement

Author's Notes:

No, Harry will not be too powerful since… well, you'll have to wait and see. However, Harry will be meeting those from Konoha and will be progressing through the Harry Potter books and the Naruto series. In book 2, Harry will give a full explanation of the Sharingan down to how bloodline limits work on a biological level as well as its flaws and limitations.

Please note that all "Plot Holes" are there for a specific reason and WILL be explained in later books as parts of the plot itself. This is a COMEDY/Romance so please do pay attention to that fact when reviewing. Flamers will be blocked and laughed at then publicly humiliated as i point out the flaws in their reasoning in later chapters.