Magic's Heart

Disclaimer;If I owned anything, I wouldn't be here.

Warnings;This story will be M-rated, due to sexual content, swearing, blood and gore. There might be slash in the future and the bashing of certain characters.

Summary;Magic is such a strange thing, some saw her as a power source, but he knew better.

Harry James Potter would be the first to tell you that Magic was not a power source, that Magic has no boundaries then the Human imagination. He knew that Magic lived, it breathed, it was a sentient being without limits. Harry James Potter also knew the dangers of using too much Magic or using it in a foolish way, Magic wasn't just something that wizard and witches had, it was a privilege. That was also the reason that he had decided at the age of 17, to teach at his old school and install that ideal into the minds of the younger students.

But Magic had a different idea, Magic decided that Harry James Potter would be better off using her, where she was needed. It was Magic that ripped through the layers of time and space, to pull her most favorite child into a completely different world. A world that needed his help more then anything else.

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Chapter 1

Meeting a Lion of Ice

Whispers of Green-Eyes

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Before he had time to react, he found himself sinking. His eyes snapped open and only then he found that he had nearly hit the bottom of a body of water. The air was forced from his lungs and by then he realized it was too late. He had managed to hit the floor and he saw the surface, it was too far away, he would never reach it in time. Agonizing slowly, his surroundings faded away and his eyes drifted shut. He had never thought that drowning was the way his life would end. Right before he lost his last bit of awareness, he heard something that sounded like a splash and not long after arms encircled his waist. By the time he broke the surface he had stopped breathing and his heart stood still.

He could see the world, could hear Her whispers. She was beautiful as always and he could only love Her as he always had. She seemed so fragile and sad even. He reached out his hand to touch Her, like he always did. She simply smiled and indulged his touches. He was Her Child after all, Her favorite. It was only because of Her that he survived and not by the Power of Love, as Dumbledore once claimed. He smiled and closed his eyes, as Her arms encircled him and cradled his body close to Her. She was his Mother, and She always would be. He could feel Her lips brushing against his forehead, against the place that once held his scar and that was now a smooth skin without a single mark.

"Change, Little One. Change is never easy, it is Always hard and Painful. And now You, Little One, you Are in a Different World. A world that Always Changes, to Fit in, you Will change As well. Be Careful, my Precious Child."

He knew it was a goodbye, for now at least. He knew that She didn't want to leave him, but She had no choice, She was tired and weakened now. He would see Her again, when She had regained most of Her strength. Right now it was more important that he survived. She had send him here with a reason, although She should have told him where the Hell he was.

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His head hurt, his lungs were burning, his heart was racing and the muscles of his body were twitching in pain. A sigh of relief left his lips when a needle with morphine was injected inside his arm. Wearily opening his eyes, he quickly shut them again at the brilliant flare of white light dancing across his vision. The sound of curtains shutting and a gentle hand touching his shoulder had him open his eyes again and blinking them furiously. He recognized the whiteness, tastes the filtered and sterilized air and knew that he somehow ended up in the infirmary, again. When he tried to sit up, gentle hands helped him in a sitting position and an elderly woman was smiling down at him. She reminded him of Madam Pomfrey, even though this woman seemed a bit older then his school nurse. Also his surroundings were too, advanced to be the Hogwarts Infirmary. He tilted his head just a little and stared at the woman. "Where am I?" his voice was soft and his throat burned right after he had said the words. The woman simply smiled and handed him a glass of water.

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Kadowaki was a doctor for many years, she had studied in the best university of Dollet and when the war came knocking on her door she had packed her bags and moved to Balamb. It was there that she met the Headmaster Cid Kramer. She was in need of a job and he needed someone who could take care of the children when they got hurt. She had been very surprised when one of the most energetic and excited students had come barging into her infirmary, carrying a woman in his arms, that was what she first thought. The being in the students arms was so petite and feminine, she had thought it was a girl and no one could blame her for making that mistake, it had been what the student himself had thought as well.

It was good that the students knew how to perform CPR, if the student hadn't done that, the young male wouldn't have made it. And although he was in a recovering sleep, she had kept a close eye on him. He truly was a beauty and she just knew that he would end up attracting the attention of males and females alike. When he had awakened and asked her where he was, Kadowaki was charmed by his voice, it was so smooth and gentle. It reminded her of the GF Siren when the woman sang. "You are in Balamb Garden, dear child." she waited for the light of recognition would lit up in his eyes, but was disappointed when the young man stared at her in confusion. 'Oh dear, this might be a problem.'

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Harry James Potter was confused, extremely so and although some might believe that it is impossible for Harry James Potter; Vanquisher-of-the-Dark-Lord, Boy-Who-Lived and Charmer-of-Witches-and-Wizards-World-Wide, to be confused, it was indeed possible. When the woman, Doctor Kadowaki, had informed him he was in Balamb Garden, his first mental response was that the place did not look like a garden. When she had expected him to understand where Balamb was he drew up one big blank. When she questioned if he even remembered anything, he simply shrugged and shook his head. He knew the Doctor was getting frustrated with his lack of response, he knew irritation in a Healer when he saw it and his past ordeals with Madam Pomfrey was prove to that, she finally decided that he had Amnesia. And honestly, Harry was very happy with that label, it gave him the perfect excuse to learn where the hell he had landed. As much as he loved his Mother, she could be a pain in the ass when she left him without a clue to what was going on.

That was also the reason he found himself being escorted to Headmaster Cid Kramer by Doctor Kadowaki. He listened to her talk and explain some small things about the world he had landed himself in. Keeping an eye on his surroundings, he noticed that many students were in dark navy uniforms with silver trims, it reminded him of a military. He could see young students and old ones, as well as the occasional person in a completely different uniform. What truly managed to draw his attention was a young man walking by him, his eyes were a dark blue and seemed as cold as ice. There was something about him, something he couldn't quite place his finger on.

"Squall Lionheart." the name startled Harry out of his starring and turned to face his guide. "Huh?" he questioned. Kadowaki simply smiled, her eyes drawn to the young man as he faded from their line of sight. "His name is Squall Lionheart, he arrived here at an early age. Very isolated young man, but I suppose that draws people to him. He has that icy calmness around him, it would make him a good leader one day." she turned back to Harry and smiled, "We only need to enter the lift and go to the third floor. That is where Cid has his office."

Entering the lift was easy, as it was pretty empty at the moment. But still his mind turned to the young man he had seen.

Exiting the lift and entering the office was done in silence. Cid was sitting behind his desk reading some papers and signing them. When he lifted his head and saw his visitors a smile bloomed across his face. "Take a seat, please." he was a kind elderly man, with a natural warmth and kindness. His eyes didn't twinkle, they shone with warmth and security to others. Harry instantly felt safe around him, like his instinct told him that it was alright to let his guard down and be himself. "Now what can I do for you Mister…" Cid trailed off.

Harry gifted him with a smile. "Harry." Kadowaki looked from Harry to Cid and shook her head. "Our young guest here has Amnesia, though I am glad he remembers his name, that is at least a start." she patted Harry's knee. "He will need lodgings Cid, we certainly can't send him away, the poor dear has no idea where he is or what he is going to do and with the monster around…"

Now that startled Harry. "Monsters? Well I can fight a bit, my handling of a sword and knife is a bit rusty, though my Magic is one of the strongest." he shrugged at the surprised faces and cursed himself mentally for letting that much slip. "I just know that I can do these kind of things." was his way of explaining it away. Cid nodded and crossed his fingers together. "Well then, we certainly can find you a place to stay, you can even use our facilities to see if anything jogs your memory." The rest of the time Harry was with them, he listened to them explaining something's to him about the continent, about SeeD as they were Mercenaries and some bits about the History. The discussion about the 'Sorceress War' was very startling and he swore to look it up in the Library he had seen. He just had to know what kind of world he had been send into and what he was going to expect. After the meeting was concluded Kadowaki escorted him to his new room and gave strict orders not to over do it. Tomorrow noon some student would escort him to Balamb to see if they could find a proper weapon for him.

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As the morning glory came, Harry James Potter was already in the Library. He was to the surprise of many young students hidden in the back of the room, hidden behind a stack of books. Whatever he was reading was drawing his attention and the observing glances of many males and females remained unnoticed.

The news they had a guest in Balamb with Amnesia was not something that was kept a secret and there for everyone knew about it. Some students would shrug and go their way, others would feel something akin to pity, there were a scattered few that promised to help their guest if they ever needed it, but most were just plain curious. Those who were curious would pause at the Library just to catch a glance of their mysterious guest. They wouldn't be able to catch a lot, merely a glance at his back, the long raven black hair, that reached his elbows, and the lithe figure.

An through it all Harry James Potter remained obvious off the stir he had caused, obvious the attention he was getting, simply because he was reading one single book. If his old friend Hermione would see him now she would grin with smug satisfaction and Ron would have a prompt heart attack. But that beside the point, it was about the book that had captured his attention so much. It was a book detailing a lot about the Sorceress War, Sorceresses in general and Magic. Harry had been oddly surprised and shocked about the way Sorceresses were classified, apparently they were highly dangerous, due to their Magic and the fragile state of mind. He was oddly humored when he found out that a Sorceress needed a Guardian, classified as Knight, to keep them safe not just from the world but also from themselves. It was strange to him, that there were no Sorcerers, but with his Magic, should he not also be considered a Sorceress, even though he was absolutely male. A small frown tugged on his lips as he continued reading. Flipping to the next page he got absorbed by something called Para-Magic and realized that people here had Magic, but that it wasn't their own. However it came from the GF or Guardian Forces that one apparently equipped to 'draw' and 'cast' magic. And he just knew, that he would need to be extremely cautious about what kind of magic he used. Delving further into the topic of Magic and Para-Magic, he never realized what time it was until a throat cleared behind him. Startling him from his research and nearly causing him to jump a foot in the air. Whipping around in his chair, his eyes met dark blue ones that were as cold as ice. And for a single moment in time, Harry James Potter felt as if the world was frozen in it's place.

There before him stood the young man he had seen yesterday, the same young man he had found very fascinating. Shaking his head he simply smiled warmly. "Hello, can I help you?"

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Squall Lionheart was one of the top students in his class, had a long standing rivalry with Seifer Almasy and he was pretty much a distant, cold, introvert kind of guy. It was for that reason, that he could not grasp the context of why he was going to 'baby-sit' Balamb's guest. Sure he wanted to become a SeeD, but since when did that include baby-sitting? Releasing a sigh in agitation, he knocked on the door that held the room of their guest. It only took a minute to hear some of the other students passing by and chatting about the 'cute' guest that was in the Library reading. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, he turned around and marched to the Library. He ignored the other students as they greeted him. He never understood why people needed companionship, it was just an annoyance. Finally finding his 'charge' at the back of the Library absorbed in a book, he took a moment to look at the one he had to escort to Balamb.

He had to admit to himself that his charge was quite petite and lithe. From afar one would mistake him for a girl, but up close one could see he was definitely male. With that long raven black hair, silky and shiny to the eye. Pale skin and long nimble fingers. He could easily understand why this waif of a man would need an escort and protection, the tiny thing looked ready to be eaten by others. Shaking his head just a little, he cleared his throat. Choking back a gasp when the tiny thing whipped around and he was captivated by glowing green-eyes. He had to swallow thickly when those eyes blinked at him and he quickly broke the eye contact and opted for the safe option to look at the wall. An unnoticed shiver ran up and down his spine when he heard the voice that belonged to his charge.

"Hello, can I help you?"

"I am your escort, for the trip to Balamb, Sir."

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Yay~

First chapter is finished.

I must apologize for those who I have offended for not making a different Crossover.

But I will in the future comply to your wishes, as Akhu-chan already has selected the next plot bunny to use for a story. I do not know which will be the others he will be coming to me with, but I ask for your patience and understanding, that first I will finish at least one of these stories and then move on to make the next one.

Information on the next planned story can as always be found in my Profile, for those who are interested to know what will be coming.

Let me know what you think of it~

Love

Lucretzia

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