AN/ Hello this is Chapter two of Warriors Stone! I am going to make this chapter about training and have multiple surprises along the way! I know this question is going to be asked at some point but I don't know what I want for a relationship but it won't be a slash unless something drastic changes my mind. I will possibly take your input on a relationship but the only way for me to know is if you review! I know another question that is probably going to be asked is if Harry will be god like. At some point maybe but that won't be before at least 6th year if I even write that far. Well, now that we have that out of the way, enjoy, review and follow!
"Clear your mind, relax, and let your magic wash over your body, release it, but gently."
Those were the words of Nicolas Flamel as Harry tried, but failed to clear his mind.
There were of course alternate methods that one could learn Occlumency, such as a potion to clear your mind and just get you used to letting yourself lose control. Those types of potions were only for people who had tried over and over again for months with no success at all.
Nicolas knew Harry would soon get the hang of it, and he did.
Only two hours later Harry had mastered the art of clearing ones mind, and letting his magic take control, which was the first step of learning Occlumency. Harry had to stop after that, Occlumency will be drain your mental strength very easily when you first start; just like anything else though practice would eventually make it easier, and after years of practice one could master it.
They made there way to the dinner table, where they were going to drink some tea and eat some toast before going back at it again.
Harry was of course happy with learning Occlumency, but he still felt like doing things with a wand would help him more in the long run. He decided to voice those concerns; after all he wouldn't be beat for just talking like he did in the Dursleys.
"Nicolas, when will I be able to do things with a wand and learn how to protect myself?"
"After you learn and master Occlumency, with your progress I don't think it should be very long, maybe 6 months at the most. The reason I want you to master Occlumency first is that knowing your magic, and then learning spells, hexes, and other things helps with control. For example, if you were in a fight with a Death Eater, and you were to use the stunning spell it would save you energy not to overpower it when a stunner with a medium amount of output would do the same thing. I also think it will help you once you fight the Dark Lord, he runs on anger and if you can outlast him by controlling yourself he will tire easily." Nicolas explained
"I think I understand but what exactly do you mean by output?" Harry asked, hoping that his interest would impress Nicolas.
"Output is how much power you put into the spell. Most wizards don't understand this too well but we have done quite a bit of research on how exactly spells are cast. First off your core is renewable, meaning that it regenerates and more magic will take the place of the old magic. The thing that holds this magic is called a core, it acts as a gas tank, holding in the magical fuel. People with a larger core are usually more powerful because they can hold and therefore use more magic; I believe you to be one of those people but that's why I want you to learn how to control yourself before we launch into spells." Nicolas explained.
Harry was just starting to grasp that Occlumency was important; Nicolas was good at explaining things so that they made sense to him.
"How many steps does it usually take to learn Occlumency?" Harry asked quickly, obviously still wanting to know how long it would take him to get a wand.
"It is actually relatively simple, it has two main steps which are letting your magic take control, and then wielding that magic into mental barriers around your mind; by doing that you will be able to see inside yourself, and what magic's you will be talented at such as transfiguration, charms, potions, and so on. You will be able to tell what magic's you are strongest at because your core is constantly changing, it would show the symbols for all the magic's, such as a rune for runes, and a cauldron for potions. If they shine brightly, that means you have a natural talent, if they are dull and gray, it means it is going to take a lot of practice to get better at it"
Nicolas finished explaining that with a gasp for air, long sentences wore him out!
Harry was now more determined than ever! It would definitely be slow going but just the chance to see what he would naturally be talented at made him really excited.
"I think I understand, I'm ready to get back to work if you are?" Harry asked.
Nicolas laughed at his eagerness, looked at his watch and said
"I'll give you ten more minutes to rest and we will be back at it."
The hours turned into days, and the days into weeks, and the weeks into months, and eventually Harry was ready to get a wand and look inside his core.
"Will we be going into Diagon Alley for the wand?" Harry asked that while putting on his pristine robes that Nicolas had transfigured for him.
"No, I am going to have your wand custom made with a little present put inside that would not be suitable for another wand core. Well, half of a wand core I should say." He finished that statement with a mischievous smile, knowing that would set Harry off, and he was right as the moaning and groaning came, knowing he would have to wait and see.
They moved over to the room that was usually used for potions, the room looked different than usual though. Instead of a large silver cauldron in the center of the quite massive room, a simple wooden table resided, that must have been at least 30 meters long.
On that table lay an uncountable number of ingredients used for making wands. Harry recognized, Alicorn, Phoenix feathers, Basilisk Venom, and that was to just name a few!
Nicolas waited for Harry to calm down, as you needed your magic under control to get the best results out of the process, he instructed Harry to move to each section of the table, one at a time, and pick the ingredients that made him feel the warmest.
Harry began to do just the thing, and by the time he was finished with the table he had an armful of ingredients, which he brought to another smaller table directly adjacent.
The ingredients that were in his arm were Yew, Holly, Basilisks Venom, Dementor Husk, and a Phoenix feather.
Nicolas then asked Harry to pick out the ones that made him feel the warmest, he grabbed the Yew, Phoenix feather, and surprisingly enough a Dementor Husk, which were renowned for being the coldest sentient beings in the magical world.
Once Harry was done picking out the warmest material Nicolas then grabbed a small amount of the ingredients that weren't used. He grabbed splinter of Holly, and a very small vial of Basilisk Venom.
Harry was no expert wand maker but he did know that making that wand would definitely not work, as it would fall apart or even possibly explode!
He voiced those concerns to Nicolas, who just laughed and told him to be patient.
It was mesmerizing, to watch Nicolas work. He would slowly grind down the wood until it was a circle with a hole in the top, for the core to slide in on. Before he entered the core in the hole, he added the splinter of Holly and grabbed the Sorcerers Stone out of his pocket.
What he did next shocked Harry to the very core, he grabbed a small toolkit used for excavation of ancient artifacts, and chipped a piece of the stone off, and entered in directly into the hole where the core went, he then put the rest of the core in and sealed the hole, all the while muttering words that Transfigured the wand into a workable instrument, capable of dealing with the clashing cores.
Nicolas had to sit down and take a break after that, it was rather tiring it seemed. Once he caught his breath he began to explain what he had done, and what it meant for the wand.
"I used a piece of the Stone, it was all theory until now but I guessed that entering the stone into a wand with multiple clashing ingredients would let them sort of merge together and become compatible. I will now see if that theory is correct or if something completely different happens."
Nicolas then made his way over to the wand, and first began casting spells that were commonly used for defense, such as the stunning curse, and the disarming curse. It was when he moved onto transfiguration that the wand really shocked both of them. He was transfiguring a chair, to a bed when the wand started to change. The white bark of the Yew wand started to take up a reddish tint in places, and brownish tint in others. The wand was changing into the other woods right before there eyes!
"This is unbelievable! Do you know what this means Harry?" Nicolas gushed.
Harry did in fact know what it meant, what really surprised him was how exited Nicolas was, he was never really known to get that excited; this must be a discovery for the ages if he was getting excited.
He figured that the wand most likely switched the wood or core that was the best at channeling that type of magic. For example the Holly was good with Transfiguration, so it would turn into more Holly for that type of Magic. He didn't exactly know what would be going on in the core of the wand, but it was probably just as exciting as the outside.
He voiced his thoughts to his mentor, who agreed but added on a piece of information Harry hadn't even though of until then.
"I also am quite sure that this wand will be able to transfigure things permanently, this is even better than I hoped! We will have to do some more experiments with it once you have learned some spells but I am quite sure that this could be right on par with the Elder Wand! That is quite a stretch though," Nicolas admitted.
"Will I be able to see what I'm naturally gifted at now Nicolas?" Harry questioned with an eagerness that Nicolas was still getting used to.
"Yes, yes you will, let me teach you the incantation and you will be able to see what your natural strengths are." Nicolas said with a hint of humor, he found Harry's eagerness to learn quite amusing.
Almost 20 minutes later, Harry had the incantation and wand movements down for the simple spell, and cast it on himself once he had control of his magic.
There was a whirlwind of shapes and different shining beacons that drew his attention like a moth to a flame. He forced himself to look past the bright colors, and see what didn't stand out, and the images that were dull, were a teacup and a cauldron.
Harry was naturally talented in every work of magic, except Divination, and Potions.
He was very happy that those were what he was weak at simply because you could improve potions by working very hard, and Divination is really only useful with a natural talent such as a Seer.
He forced himself to leave the wonderful place of his core, and return to the real world and tell Nicolas his findings.
"So what were you natural talents," Nicolas asked with an impish look.
"I am naturally talented at everything except Potions and Divination." Harry replied gasping for air, he was rather tired as that was the first real spell he had ever cast and he was only the ripe age of 8.
Nicolas was also thinking along the same train of though that Harry had earlier, the ones that were the easiest to improve he had gotten so it was a decent thing.
"Well, the first thing on our agenda will be Potions then, it is extremely important, for all you know you could brew Voldemort to death without any real face to face combat. That would certainly be easier and could save many lives." Nicolas mused.
"We can start now if you want to?" Harry asked with a noticeable sigh that indicated he was rather tired.
Nic laughed and said "Take a nap, we will start tomorrow.
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Harry trained to improve on every subject with a will of iron, and not giving up when he had failed, which was quite often and sometimes quite difficult to deal with, as he was only a child.
All of the training that they had undertaken made the years fly bye, and Harry was soon ten years old.
There was one last lesson that Nicolas and Perenelle had to teach Harry, and that was the lesson of delegation, and making friends.
"Harry, as you know, we are terrible schemers and wish that you could have the same luxury about not having to manipulate someone. Sadly, that isn't possible so we are going to use a favor a business partner owes us, and he is much more equipped to help you than us, so meet Lucius and Draco Malfoy!"
Perenelle finished the statement with a sad look, knowing that her baby was going to be tainted, and at the same time she finished talking the Floo lit up with fire, and a tall and short blonde strode into the room with a grace that was unmatched by all.
They both surveyed the room with an eagle eye, first going over the adults, and then finally setting their attention to Harry Potter.
Mr. Potter, my name is Lucius and my son over there is Draco, I'm quite sure that you have heard of us." He finished that statement with an arrogant smirk that Harry didn't like off the bat.
Harry then proceeded to look at the youngest Malfoy and saw that he was trying, and quite miserably failing to achieve the same look his father was pulling off. He looked more constipated than anything; that thought made him smile.
Harry Potter staring off into space made Draco smile a little bit, maybe this wouldn't be as terrible as Draco thought it would be. Having Harry Potter there would certainly help.
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Draco was not having a good day; to start it off Dobby "accidently" spilled hot coffee all over Draco's genitals, making it a rather unpleasant trip to Saint Mungos to make sure everything was intact.
After he returned home his father told him that he wouldn't be able to miss the business meeting because of a favor he owed or something along the lines of that, which made him not happy either!
"We are Malfoys, how dare they not call it in later after my father told them what had happened." Draco said with clenched teeth and his hands balled into fists.
His father had told him that he would be pleasantly surprised, and may have the chance at gaining a new ally in the process, Draco didn't really believe him though, if it really was a special ally then he reasoned Father would have told him from the uptake.
"There was always the chance that Harry mother flipping Potter is the one that we are helping," Draco thought, then chuckled aloud at how absurd that sounded.
"No one has seen Harry Potter since the night that his parents were killed, I bet anything that he died along with them but Dumbledoor wanted to create a hero out of nothing," Draco reasoned.
Still, it would make sense with no one seeing Harry for 10 years that he would need help learning how to properly delegate and what all of the titles meant, and what he could do with his Wizemgot seats.
"Calm down Draco, calm down," he told himself.
He remembered his fathers lessons clearly and one main point being be the most important person in the room, and if you couldn't make yourself the most important person, pretend to be. People loved confidence and were more willing to follow a confident leader than someone who was unsure of him or her self.
If it were indeed Harry Potter, he would strive to read him and then make a good impression. If he liked humor, he would be funny, if he had a good work ethic, he would work. It was really quite simple. The chance of it being Harry Potter was quite low though, so he wasn't going to get over excited.
Even though his Father had supported Voldemort, Harry Potter was still a hero to him; it would be weird for him not to be! Every man woman and child had speculated what had really happened that night, and if he was alive. People wrote children's books and songs about him! It would be absurd for him to think any differently!
"Screw Father's lessons, I'm meeting Harry Potter!" He finished that statement with a shriek that reminded him of an annoying girl shrieking in happiness, he was disgusted with himself to say the least.
Shortly after his Father came into the room, and made him swear an oath of secrecy, which made him shriek inside again, and then they flooed to their destination, and the family that awaited them.
He used his stud vision, as he so elegantly named it, he basically just slowly looked over the room and the occupants, who made them, feel either important or uncomfortable. Either way had the desired effect of bringing attention to the Malfoy family.
His father introduced them and shortly after they began the lesson, which just went through the basics of politics, and how to sway a vote. They also began to breach the topic of manipulation, which they could both tell would be a rather sore topic.
About an hour in, or midway through their first lesson Harry went to show Draco a tour of the house, as well as his room.
Draco was no broke boy, but the elegance of this place surprised even him! They began to converse on magical theory, and other things that seemed to interest Harry, a main one being defense.
Draco tried to impress Harry "I'm already ahead of the learning curve, I know how to cast the levitation spell!"
All Draco got in response was an unimpressed look, and a statement saying "Same."
Draco was able to pick that up the fact that it was an uncomfortable topic, so he decided to press the topic, on hopes of getting some more information.
"How long have you been able to cast it?"
"Since last year, we work really hard on spells." Harry responded, albeit nervously.
"Show me then." Draco said, wanting to see if Harry was bluffing to make himself look good.
"I don't have a wand but alright.," sighed Harry resignedly
He then proceeded to levitate the pillow, by just pointing his finger, and muttering the incantation.
Draco just looked on in shock and then exclaimed! "You can do wandless magic!"
"Only on a few spells, we learn the wand movements and the go directly to wandless so it's still fresh. I can do the levation charm and transfigure very small stuff. Its really not that impressive." Harry finished the statement with a modest look.
"He doesn't like to brag about himself, interesting." He thought to himself.
They quickly moved to another topic, and before long went back to the lesson.
Before long they were finished with the lesson, and back home, his father sat him down on the pristine silver and green couch and they began to talk.
"Did you learn anything new about our young savior?" Lucius asked, fishing for information.
After some internal debate on whether he wanted to break his new friends trust, he decided to tell his father the information that he had learned.
"He can do wandless magic, not very many spells but he can still do wandless magic! The Dark Lord couldn't do wandless magic at age ten! He is going to be very powerful, what should we do? Draco told his father laying it all on the table.
After some thinking, Lucius responded. "Draco, you know the Dark Lord isn't dead yet, not really, I want you to play both sides of this war, until we see how powerful this Potter boy could become. You know we play the winners side, and I don't see why we couldn't switch to Potter's if you become his friend."
"I understand completely Father," Draco said solemnly, understanding that this could mean life or death in the future for our family, all he could do now was hope he made the right decision.
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Meanwhile, at the Flamel residence Harry was telling his mother how the lessons went, and what they entailed.
"All of the politics were quite useful, and I learned a lo of stuff but I don't feel very good about being taught manipulation. Using people just feels like something the Dursleys would have done and I don't want to be anything like them." Harry said with a resigned sigh before burying his head in his hands.
A loud slap was all that could be heard after that statement! Along with Perenelle scolding her baby boy in a very motherly way.
"You are nothing like the Dursleys so don't even say that! Yes you might have to manipulate from time to time but that is with the intent to save lives! I will not stand to hear you say anything of the sort again! Are we clear young man. Perenelle said threateningly.
"Yes mom, were clear." Harry couldn't help but let a smile through at the end, even if he got smacked from time to time for being dumb, it was still nice to know he had a family who loved him.
They embraced, and as they let go an owl flew through the window, which surprised all of them because they were owl proof wards, however, the surprise turned to excitement when the owl held out his leg to Harry.
He carefully untied it from the owls leg, and read out what it entailed.
"Harry Potter, we are proud to inform you that you are invited to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, please send back this letter marked with a yes or no. Upon completion of that we will send you a list of materials that are needed.
Sincerely, Headmaster Albus Dumbledoor.
AN/ There Chapter Two of Harry Potter and the Warriors Stone is! I'm sure those reading were probably wanting me to hurry up and bring him there, which I did using time skips (I hope they sounded okay and didn't confuse anyone my first time doing them like that). Leave a review and tell me what you think, as well as who you want the pairing to be!
See you next time, Vasdos.