Chapter Three: Power and more power

Disclaimer: No. Just, just go away (cries in corner)

It was time to start at school and Harry reflected on the last two years. Dudley was just as mean and stupid as ever but he had lost weight. His aunt and uncle had started giving him new things to do each month, that he was sure was related to a letter that came every month. On those days Harry wasn't allowed to touch the mail.

Harry was very excited for his first day for two reasons, he got to spend seven hours away from his relatives and he got to spend those seven hours learning new things. After a rough start in the morning they were off. He and Dudley were in the same class. The teacher was nice but Harry was disappointed.

School wasn't anything like he thought it would be. Sure there were books and maps and other things in the room but the teacher didn't seem to teach them more than the basic letters and numbers. Quickly becoming bored with the curriculum Harry finished his work and looked around for something to do.

While everyone else was finger painting or playing with building blocks Harry took a book of the shelf. It was somewhat dry but very informative. Young Harry found a new favorite book it was called a dictionary. This book told him what words meant. Now he wouldn't be confused by some bigger words or words used out of context.

"Harry, what are you doing over here? Don't you want to play with the other children?" Mrs. Knowles, the teacher, asked.

Looking down she saw what Harry was looking at.

"I don't imagine that book is very interesting." She said when Harry didn't answer. "It doesn't even have any pictures in it."

Harry looked at the woman as if she was an idiot and politely responded. "I like reading this book. It has useful information in it."

Surprised by his answer the teacher proceeded to quiz him on what was in the book. Harry happy to share his findings spouted off words and definitions from each page before the teacher was satisfied.

During break time the kids were let outside to a gated playground. It was there that Harry was confronted with Dudley and his friends.

"You think its funny freak." Dudley said pushing Harry down.

Confused Harry asked what was wrong.

"Thanks to you the teacher thinks I'm stupid or something. She said that it was a shame I didn't take after my bright cousin. So you already sucking up to teachers huh, teacher's pet." Dudley said while trying to push him down again.

"Dad said you'd try something like this. You are not smart and you better stop acting like it or you'll be in trouble. Understand."

Harry nodded. He understood very well. He would get double chores, no food, and probably the strap if he kept exuding his smarts.

But Dudley was not satisfied with his answer so he proceeded to chase Harry around the playground trying to corner him. Harry ran not wanting to be trapped. He was good at dodging but if they ganged up on him he could only dodge so much, and the last time he tried to defend himself he left a big bruise on Dudley's face. After that they didn't feed him for three days and he was made to sleep in the backyard.

As he was running and thinking about all the things that would happen if Dudley caught him he felt a strange pulling sensation and the next thing he knew he was looking down at the playground from the roof.

JK here you go.

He didn't remember much after that. In fact the next thing he remembered was a teacher standing in front of him wigging out. They called his aunt and he spent the rest of the day worrying about what to expect at home and about how he got on the roof. It was all hazy and it confused him. Since he started meditating a year ago his memory was better than ever. Sometimes he even pictured that he was in a bigger version of his cupboard where he kept all of his important thoughts.

When his aunt came to pick them up she was cold to Harry, not that she wasn't always cold. When they got to the house his aunt sent him to the cupboard. Harry was glad because he wanted to sort out the events of the day. Getting into position Harry settled down to meditate. Almost instantly he felt something wrong. It was like when he tried to think about how he got on top of the building his mind diverted his attention. It was as if he didn't want to remember, but not exactly him. For over an hour he sat there trying to figure out what was wrong when he found it. It was a foreign substance wrapped around the memory of what happened today, he almost didn't see it. It blended into his mind really well, but if he had to explain it he would say that it had a different taste to it.

Carefully pulling on the anomaly it came apart and he suddenly remembered what happened earlier that day.

*Flashback-Flashback*

Harry landed on the roof and quickly realized what happened.

"Bloody hell, I just shushined." Grinning like a loon he almost didn't hear the three quiet pops behind him. Turning around he came upon a peculiar sight. Standing before him were three people dressed in black robes with the hoods pulled up covering their faces.

"You two take care of everyone down there." The center figure said pointing to the playground.

It was only then did Harry here the hysterical screams coming from the other children and the loud voices of the adults. Harry and the first figure looked down at the playground where the other two pooped and watched as they pulled out sticks that emitted colors and made everyone stop screaming and look around confused. It was like a light show Harry had glanced at on the television before being shooed out.

The cloaked fellows then popped back up to the roof after hitting everyone with the light. The one that stayed on the roof took out some weird looking paper and a feather.

"O.k. kid what's your name?" They said in a nondescript monotone voice, genderless in quality.

"I'm Harry Potter." For some reason it felt like they looked at his forehead. Smoothing down his hair Harry wondered what was going on.

"Well shit," said the person holding the quill before removing her hood. Seeing this the other two removed their hoods revealing themselves as male.

The female being the obvious leader of the trio had pale blond hair and grey/blue eyes that seemed to peer into the depths of your soul. The other two funnily enough were the exact opposite. They looked so much alike that they could be brothers with their dark hair and black eyes. Harry didn't even know it was possible to have black eye color.

"Do you go to this muggle school then Mr. Potter?" The woman asked.

Before Harry could reply a loud crack like the sound of a gun was heard. Standing behind the three adults was a very old man with long white hair, a long white beard, brightly colored robes, and half-moon glasses.

Before the other three could turn around the man already had his wand pointed at them and yelled 'Obliviate' three times.

"Now it was just a muggleborn girl who levitated some books in Sussex. Her name is Hermione Granger." The strange man said reading the name off a piece of paper. "You should report back in to the DOM."

Popping away with a glazed look the trio left. The man then turned to him and again said obliviate before everything went black and he was standing in front of a teacher.

*Flashback end-Flashback end*

Coming out of his trance like state Harry was equal parts shocked and excited. He could use chakra and there was obviously a secret ninja society that monitored people. Ninjas that had the power to erase memories.

That old man was dangerous. He took down three Anbus (he didn't know what else to call them) effortlessly then proceeded to give them orders to leave completely erasing Harry from their minds.

This puzzled Harry. Why would he come there just to make sure they didn't remember him? For now Harry put it out of his mind and focused on his chakra and remembering exactly what he felt when he shushined, now that he thought about it the other four shushined as well.

He remembered feeling desperation and fear, the need to be somewhere safe while looking towards the school. Separating those feelings he found what he was looking for. It was a tingle, a tickle, a flood of power, a warm sensation that felt right. Taking that feeling Harry was again began meditating, looking for his chakra. After three hour of searching he found a small, very small trickle of power. Following it what he found was a wall. He felt the wall in its entirety. It reminded him of something, the feel was off. It felt like when his memory was taken only more.

Once again looking at the wall he saw it had small holes in it allowing for the small leak he found. After a while he came to the conclusion that the wall was some sort of seal blocking his chakra flow. But as the wall looked to be breaking down the seal wasn't permanent.

Suddenly he got an idea. If he could break the wall he would be able to do things Naruto and the others did.

He mapped out the wall in its entirety. Memorizing all of its weaknesses and holes he worked out a plan to break it. Coming out of the trance for the last time Harry collapsed in fatigue and hunger succumbing to the darkness of unconsciousness.

Waking up with a headache Harry realized that the Anbu arrived after he used chakra and the old man arrived a few minutes after the Anbu. This meant that the Anbu was most likely watching out for chakra spikes in the area, while the old man was watching him personally.

Harry was anything but stupid. He realized that unleashing all his chakra would cause the Anbu and that old guy to come again. Someone put that block on him and if they find its not there when they come to check on him they're going to put it back. So first thing first he had to learn when and where they could detect him.

Getting ready for school Harry decided that he would try to shushin in different places. He had a handle on the sensation so it should be relatively easy. Harry waited until break time again before finding a secluded area so as not to scare anyone before latching on to his feelings of the day before.

Once again overcome with a squeezing feeling Harry was on top of the school roof. He vaguely noted that a small pop was made when he moved from the playground. He waited for ten minutes to see if anyone showed up all the while memorizing the feeling of instantaneous travel. Slightly disappointed he popped back down to the playground careful not to alert anyone.

All day Harry shushined at different places. He was glad he chose his backyard for the last attempt because he was physically exhausted. After a while of sitting in the cupboard trying to catch his breath he concluded that this must be what chakra exhaustion felt like. But if at less than half power he can shushin five times spaced out before tiring that he might have more chakra than your average genin.

The only thing that puzzled him was if the Anbu look-a-likes came to check on him yesterday why didn't they come today?

Xxxxxxxxx Meanwhile xxxxxxxxx

In a castle hundreds of miles away on the coast of Scotland. In an office covered in knick knacks, a small sphere glowed.

"Now I'm glad I took put a magical sensor blocker on the boy. And I only have to take it off before his first year." Said an old man behind a large desk.

Across from the man a majestic bird put its head under its wing, probably trying to block out the rant the old man was starting up.

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