Summary: AU Harry Potter was not just any ordinary sixteen year old orphan. For one thing, he lived in the Garden of Eden. Everything seemed perfect, until one day he learned the truth. What will he do when he discovers who he really is? What will he do when he is told he must bring down an entire Dark empire and their Dark Lord? As his world crumbles down, Harry must learn that not all is what it seems and that sometimes one must endure darkness to finally see the light.
Author's Notes: Chapters 1 and 2 have been edited. It's not a whole lot but... check it out? (This is a test to see who actually reads what I have to say) Let see... umm... Harry's world is destroyed as the barrier of the Garden of Eden is broken.
Warnings: This might contain slash, (malexmale), violence, and a lot of bad language. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, please don't sue. : )
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"I answer the heroic question 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is here in my heart and mind and memories.'"
-Maya Angelou
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Once Upon a Chosen One
Chapter Three
Obscurity's Descend
"Magus, how come we cannot go outside?" asked a young raven-haired boy while twirling a small pink flower in his black-gloved covered hand.
The man named Magus looked sharply at the boy, but suddenly changed his expression to a much softer one.
"We have been through this before, Harry."
But the young boy persisted. "But Magus, you said we cannot go outside because the world is bad. You also said I once lived in it. So, if it is bad, then... Am I bad?"
Magus's expression turned to pure astonishment.
"Harry, I never said the people there were bad. Some of them are, yes, but there are still some that are not of impure heart. And of course you are not bad, Harry. What would make you even consider such a thing?" Magus said, his expression becoming one of great concern.
"Well," Harry began, biting down on his bottom lip, "You also said that good things happen to good people. That God rewards them. But I am cursed to never touch the world for the rest of my days. That is a bad thing, is it not? Then, if I am being punished, I must be bad."
Magus turned away, his gaze lingering over to the Lake's reflecting surface.
"Harry, you are far too young to begin to lose faith in God. It took me many years for that."
And with that, Magus turned back towards their shack, Harry slowly trotting behind him in his wake, confusion clear in his young features. A soft breeze suddenly blew and the young boy lifted the pink flower in the air. After a moment he let go, the small flower floating through the sky as it was pushed away by the wind. Harry stopped in his tracks, watching as the flower floated up, up, and up until it suddenly hit the barrier.
Baffled, Harry watched as the flower slipped through the barrier and into the world outside. Harry turned and sprinted as quickly as he could towards Magus, trying to wash away the image of the small pink flower, shriveling into a dark shade of brown and dying seconds after touching the ground on the outside world.
He could only wonder if that would happen to him as well someday.
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Harry watched as the bitter water splashed harshly against his bedroom window. He knew what it was and how it sounded thanks to the moving pictures in the book he'd been forced to read when he was young by Magus. He watched droplet after droplet fall until there were so many he had to stop counting. Slowly, he uncurled his numb legs from his previous position and stood up, making his way to the table stand next to his bed. He picked up a familiar auburn-colored journal and propped it open, reading over his last entry.
Harry flinched when he saw the sketches he'd made right below his previous entry. He had written about his nightmare with the young girl and everything Magus had told him, which he could only hope was a nightmare. But truly, only those entries were cringe-turning. The rest were ones he'd written since he was a child. It described the Garden and the numerous things Magus had taught him. He'd sketched many of the different kinds of plants, flowers, animals, and insects that resided in the Garden's barrier.
Harry sighed and snapped the journal shut.
Nothing he did could distract him from the issue at hand. Now that he knew everything about his past he wasn't sure what to do. Everything was all just so... so overwhelming. Was he really destined to kill or be killed? Was he truly expected to bring down an entire Dark empire?
Placing his journal back to its original place he sat on his bed, burying his face in his hands. He felt as if he did not even know himself anymore. And the ever-growing threat of being attacked did nothing to reduce his mixed emotions.
Magus had said that in a week's time they would leave the Garden forever and Harry could not stop the fear that formed itself in the bottom of his navel. For many years he had wondered what lay in the world outside, but he had never actually thought he would see it for himself. It was only curiosity that made him dwell on the world outside, not the actual want to go there. Harry inwardly shivered and curled himself into a ball. He was still not on speaking terms with Magus, but he had already forgiving him. After all, Magus had only hidden the truth from him because he wanted to protect him and truthfully, he was just glad that he would not have to face this all alone.
Magus would be there with him.
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It all began a night before their planned departure from the Garden. He had awoken with a start as Magus shook him urgently from the shoulders. It took him a few moments to snap out of his sleeping stupor and concentrate on Magus.
What he saw terrified him.
Even through the dark he could still see Magus had something in his sea-blue eyes that was most certainly fear. Magus was still dressed in his daytime clothes and was fully armed with all his weapons. Having processed all of this, Harry jumped up from his bed, his own emerald eyes meeting Magus's strange sapphire ones.
"Magus? What happened?" Harry whispered shakily.
Magus pushed a small duffle bag into Harry's arms and pulled out his sword from its sheath. Then, he turned towards the window and the darkness outside.
"Harry, we will not have time to escape. They have broken through the wards."
That was single most thing in the world that Harry had not wanted to hear.
"Bu– but Magus, perhaps we can Apparate. You know how –"
"No Harry. You know we cannot Apparate within the Garden. That is why I never taught you."
Harry's heart was pounding hard against his ribcage.
"There must be something we can do." Harry said, his eyes darting to the window.
There was a sudden crash by the door.
"Actually, there is something I can do."
Harry knew what was about to happen a second before it did. Still, he was powerless to stop Magus as he began a short chant under his breath. Harry was suddenly pushed against the wall, completely unable to move. He then felt a soft tingling sensation and he knew both he and the duffle bag still in his arms were now invisible to the human eye.
Magus turned and left the room at once.
Harry screamed, shouted and struggled, but no sound or movement was produced by him. Hyperventilating, he tried desperately to concentrate on undoing the spell, but he seemed to be unable to do anything with the noises coming from the room next to his. Suddenly, there was an unknown rough male voice speaking to Magus.
"Where is the brat!?"
"I am not certain to exactly what 'brat' you speak of."
"Do not play games with me old man."
A female voice was brought into the conversation.
"Lucius, you cannot see who this is? This is Aberforth Dumbledore, the muggle loving fool Albus Dumbledore's brother!"
There was a sudden silence.
"I will insist you not speak ill of my deceased brother."
The female voice continued.
"This all makes sense now. You have been harboring the little orphan all these years, have you not? But how? In these woods? Not possible."
It was only at her words that Harry realized he had not been in his room for the longest of times. They were in the middle of a dense forest and Harry was petrified against a great big oak tree, facing the opposite direction of the happening scene. The moment the barrier had been broken, the Gardens had begun to slowly disappear until there were in the middle of who-knows-where.
The Gardens had abandoned them.
"Tell us what you have done with him now!" barked the rough male voice once more.
"I am afraid I cannot do that."
Another deep silence followed his words.
"Then we will be forced to take you to the Dark Lord."
"I would very much rather die."
"As you wish!"
Harry could only feel the tears of anger stream down his cheeks. This could not be happening. This was all nothing but a nightmare and he would wake up soon. He heard one of the men curse aloud. Magus was putting up a good fight with what sounded like twenty men. More tears fell from his eyes, blurring his vision as he tried to restrain them. Many crashes and sounds could be heard through the dark night. Finally, there was an enormous crashing sound.
"You are outnumbered and weaponless. You cannot defeat us. Give up."
Magus's response was the same.
"I would very much rather die."
Another blast and Harry was sure Magus had begun to use his magic without aid of his sword. It sounded as if it had taken them by surprise. Harry pulled his mind away from the noises and desperately tried to remember the countercharm's chant.
Restrained by an unseen force,
To never stir, that is my blight
God of the heavens, take away
This curse that bounds me today
But Harry could not remember the rest. Had Magus even taught him the rest? His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud echo of chuckles.
"Last opportunity to live Aberforth Dumbledore."
It sounded as if more men had come to the scene. Harry blinked away more tears and desperately tried to remember the last words of the spell.
Restrained by an unseen force
To never stir, that is my blight
God of the heavens, take away–
Suddenly, all hope was wiped away from his heart. With a flash of green he saw as Magus's body was thrown back a few feet, right next to the tree he was bound to. He heard a scream echo through the night and he never realized it was coming from his own lips. He stood frozen, unaware that his bond had been released; staring into the lifeless sea-blue eyes of a man he had once called Magus.
His head went blank and he hadn't even registered the fact that his legs had collapsed under him as he stared in horror at Magus's body. He was not even aware of the unwanted attraction he had gotten from many men dressed in black.
He could only stare into the blank eyes of Aberforth Dumbledore.
This curse that bounds me today
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Harry felt himself being grabbed from his cloak and being pulled away. Suddenly he was swung back onto something hard and feathery, his unmoving gaze ripped away from Magus's body.
It took him a moment to realize he was riding on an animal that was now flying through the air. It took him another moment to realize it was none other than Obscurity. She had not abandoned him unlike the rest of the Garden.
He held on to her soft golden mane as he watched her large feathery wings breaking through the wind. As they flew on, his mind was completely blank, unable to comprehend everything that had just taken place. Far away he heard a low rumble in the sky and seconds after, huge raindrops splashed against his face. Rain mixed with tears but he made no effort to wipe them off.
He was not sure how much time had passed when Obscurity finally began to descend. They landed with a soft thump on what looked like a deep, dark cave. Numbly, Harry climbed down, his legs giving out the moment they made contact with the floor.
That was when everything came out. He screamed until his lungs could bear it no more. He pounded on the gravel and cursed at the skies. Trembling, he clutched his ears to block out all the noise. Screaming and crying wasn't good enough. He wanted to scratch out his very soul.
He felt a soft prod on his shoulder and he met the amber eyes of Obscurity.
Smiling vacantly he felt words echo through his memory.
"How come I cannot see her, Magus?"
"Only those who have seen death can see Thestrals, Harry."
Harry could now see Obscurity.
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A/N: This fic isn't liked much, but I love it. : )
Thanks to: Intergalactic smart-ass - The only one so far to review and put this as their favorite. I would like to hear what you think of this chapter.