AN: How and why Harry's having these dreams will come up. I don't want to ruin the surprise.
Let's just say things get dark.
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When Harry was 8 he had a completely different encounter with oddness. And a terrifying one if you were to ask him.
It all started with Marge. She had come over and brought the menace, aka Ripper. Aunt Petunia was trimming steaks in the kitchen when the dog smelling raw meat jumped on her from behind. The carving knife in her hand went through her chest and with the weight of the fat bulldog on her back it managed to poke out her back as well. Harry had been standing right next to her, he was given the task of putting the rub on while the larger Dudley, who could defend against the dog, was taking the meat out for Uncle Vernon to grill.
Harry screamed, it was a high horrible, near inhuman sound. Vernon and Marge came running to see Harry white in shock, Petunia on the floor blood pooling under her and the dam dog eating the prime sirloin. Harry had never in his life seen Uncle Vernon so mad. HE grabbed the frankly huge dog and bodily threw it out the door. And then tenderly went and turned his Pet over. She wasn't dead but was gasping for air and white as a sheet.
Harry finally came out of it when he saw her face. He dropped to her side and took her hand. All he could think was 'Please no. this isn't fair. She never did anything to anyone. She was good to me and let me and Dudley sneak a cookie before dinner and she read tus bedtime stories and kissed our scrapped knees. She just couldn't be hurt. Pleas God don't let her leave us' Harry never even noticed when he started glowing.
Vernon didn't either till the knife in his wife's chest started to rise out of the wound. He watched his precious Pet, the woman he loved more than air as the knife left her. Her blood that had massed on the floor was drawing back into her body and the wound was closing. HE looked up at the boy, and really saw him for the first time. He hadn't wanted to take in the unnatural child but now, looking at that face, the glow and the warm feeling that washed over him. Vernon finally believed that the powers this boy had were a gift from God.
Once Petunia was healed Harry collapsed. Vernon reached out and caught him before he could bang his head. HE lowered the child that saved his love down next to her. He smiled and kissed them both, the boy on the head and Pet on her now relaxed sleeping lips. Vernon then looked to heaven. "Thank you. Thank you for letting him save her." He prayed aloud for the first time in ages.
It didn't take Vernon long to remember just who put his darling in danger. He turned all his rage on his sister. And all but frog marched her and her monster out the door. He made sure she knew that if she ever brought that thing back here he would kill it.
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Petunia woke after an hour. She told Vernon that she felt as though an angel was above her holding her soul in its hands while Harry healed her. There was only a tiny scar no more than a line right above her right breast for the rest of her days. But instead of shy away from it every time she touched the mark she felt as though her angel was back watching over her.
Harry didn't wake till the next morning and he remained weak and drained for the next couple days. But soon enough he was back to normal.
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After Aunt Petunia's near death experience Harry felt another change. IT was like there was something inside him, and it shifted again. It felt bigger, closer now. But Harry wasn't scared, there was no reason to be. But he was curious, very curious.
The dreams also became more frequent. Most were just small things, like the laws and rules of heaven. Or smiling down at Lucifer, Gabriel, or both as they got into mischief. Watching over Raphael or Ariel. Harry also dreamed of many more angel hatching's. Harry liked the dreams of the hatching's and the ones with Raphael the best so far, even if the rookery creeped him out still.
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Harry fell into another of his dreams the day before Christmas 1989. When he 'woke' in what he now understood was heaven Harry felt haggard as though he hadn't slept in days. He was standing atop the spire of the library. It was the tallest point in all of heaven and his favorite spot to watch his brothers when he needed to be alone. Keeping the peace and insuring that all the others obey the laws was exhausting. He was next in line in the hierarchy of Archangels. Whenever Father left it was his responsibility to keep Heaven running smoothly until Father's return. But it was not easy.
After resting on his perch he flew down and entered the library. It was the largest solid building in heaven. There were many floors and levels. Some any angel could access, some where only for the different factions, others only for the Archs. And one was for all of the forbidden knowledge. Only Raziel, keeper of knowledge, was allowed to know those things, and even he could never use them or teach them to others. Raziel knew everything about everything in the present and the past of all the worlds, universes and realities that ever were.
Raguel thought on that as he entered his brothers domain. He walked over to a man in his 50's with dark weather worn skin, and steel gray hair. He looked the part of an elderly scholar. Raziel turned his unusual eyes to Harry. They were like looking off into the vastness of space. His often hard face softened and he opened his arms. Raguel stepped forward into the hug. He felt the safety and warmth of the only pair of wings larger than his own wrapping around him, cloaking him in his brothers love.
A gravelly voice that always sounded rough with disuse said. "It will be fine brother. Father will return soon." Raguel sighed. "Your shoulders are broad. Father would not have given you a task he thought you were incapable of completing."
Harry felt his body relax and clung to the feeble looking angel. "You are right brother. But even I need comfort at times when it feels that my burdens have out grown my strength." His voice was deeper than usual with worry and strain.
"You have but to ask. We may follow your commands when Father is away but that does not mean we love you less when you take the reins." Raguel smiled your could always trust Raziel for calm understanding and wisdom. "Now that I have reminded you of our love I must return to my duties. Uriel is in need of my aid. You should speak with Gabriel or Chamuel about when Father will return."
Raguel smiled hugging his brother tightly one least time before stepping back one Raziel's wings were opened. He smiled at Uriel too who was standing near by. Ever present journal in one hand, pens sticking out of her long black hair which was in a messy bun. She was around his age pale due to lack of sunshine, with streaks of blue and white in her hair that resembled lightning. Her cheeks were a light pink for interrupting these two much higher ranking angels. Her eerie green eyes unblinking. Raguel gave her a light kiss on the cheek before leaving. He had always found her to have an odd combination of powers. She was not only the angel of literature and music but of natural disasters and disaster relief.
Harry awoke back in his own bed as soon as Raguel left the library. Harry wished he could go to a library that large. His teachers already praised him for his intelligence and memory. He made top grades and always took time to help Dudley. Dudley was amazing with numbers and math but he had no mind of history or geography. Harry helped him study for tests so that his cousin was in the top ten of their grade too. Aunt Petunia once told him that they were like the others mother. His mom Lily was a math wiz taking the most advanced classes with ease. Aunt Petunia could list every Prime Minister Britain ever had from memory and most of the kings back to the time of the Roman invasions. She knew loads of dates and fun facts about historical events.
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An: I have changed some of the abilities of the Archangels and the different types of angels. I hope referring to him as both Harry and Raguel in not to confusing if it is let me know.
Most of the info on archangels that I am using as reference is found at:
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The types of angels is from wiki. What each type looks like and does is mostly from my brains. Looks of Archangels is also all from my head. I have got them all worked out and there will be 3 females and 11 males. The Archangels I'm using are: Raguel, Jeremiel, Michael, Raziel, Chamuel, Azrael, Gabriel, Lucifer, Zadkiel, Uriel, Raphael, Metatron, Ariel, Haniel. They are in order by who leads heaven when God is absent. But beyond Raziel is pretty much useless since the way I see his role is that if he doesn't keep all the knowledge the universe will collapse and die.