Takamachi Harriet the Mage who lived
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B1: Philosophers Stone, Chapter 3: School
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So here is chapter 3 and I want to inform that I, on suggestion, have opened a forum where I will now answer to reviews from now on. On to the chapter.
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Harriet wasn't far from home as she walked towards it from the grocery's shop down the Street.
Nanoha was up on their usual training hill with Yuuno, as usual practicing her control and multitasking skills with magic, and Fate was probably helping Admiral Lindy in their rented apartment in Uminari City make dinner for their family. Her mood was good, no one had bothered them from the local magic community and nothing had leaked regarding the bureau, probably because the telescope she got for Hogwarts might be good but only if you asked people who observed stars for a hobby.
Those wizards were primitive that it wasn't even funny anymore, and delusional. Some propaganda books claimed, seriously, that the Inventors of the airplane had only succeed because a pureblood had given them a helping hand by bewitching them to become smarter than their 'sub par' intellect as simple 'Muggles'. And how the whole space faring history of earth was nothing but Muggle lies since no one could fly into space since wizards couldn't either.
Books who were making such tall tales were given into the category of pureblood supremacy Propaganda and put together into a large ball. The whole Crew of the Arthra and the Skyrim had taken a day off from watching Earth and observed how the ball of books and papers, held together with a Spell, was beamed 200 miles off the bow of both ships, before the Arthra demonstratively eliminated it with a well placed Arc-en-Ciel, destroying Paperwork was never this entertaining.
Aside of the newly christened 'rainbowing of propaganda' the books were categorized in types as follows: History books, those were actual history books regarding what was going on in the wizard world, or had been going on, often going in Length about the first wizard war against Voldemort and his reign of terror and painting a picture of Harriet as hero but remaining at the point that she had done this as a toddler with no clear way of repeating the feat. If they just knew.
Then there was the spell book category concerning the very clearly created spells used by wizards, many of them just there to make chores anyone could do otherwise, indicating laziness among wizards that was already confirmed from Ron Weasley telling that the only chore he knew was to take garden gnomes, pests that settle into the garden of wizards and didn't look like those strange statues you see in many markets, and throw them as far as possible over the Garden Mural to get rid of them.
The third category were books regarding wizard laws and many of those were actually just focused on remaining in supremacy about non-human, magic species and holding wizards and Muggle separated so that, among other things, it was discouraged to teach children anything but reading and writing or basic math and especially they discouraged sending them to Muggle Schools at all. The latter didn't go into the ball because they still were laws and not propaganda, just idiocy of wizards.
Then there were those books about the topic of magical Beasts, like centaurs and dragons. hags, human like but not really human beings who resembled the typical clishee Witch, were categorized as 'beings' while both centaurs and merpeople refused to be called such due to the hags being categorized this. The description of trolls didn't make them on the other Hand look stupid but placed them technically in a cultural level around stoneage neandertals, in the era of hunting and gathering. The difference was that they were very big and saw humans as food while they couldn't understand things wizards expected intelligent beings to understand. They just hadn't evolved to such degrees. that among others had caused the plan to resettle a large group of them from earth to a uninhabited planet with a lot of wildlife proportionate to them and a lot of farmland. The dimension of that world having a accelerated time compared to other dimensions like Mid-Childa and Earth, by a factor of 2000, meaning they could practically see the world evolve.
The last category belonged to novels and fairy tale books, in this category fell among others the Harriet Potter series. The tales they told there were far fetched outrageously, how should she have any knowledge about quidditch? And who got the Idea her Upbringing was done by a Pureblood family? The last Part was courtesy of a very early Author who didn't change his books and had already 13 Books written before he stopped, going even through her years at Hogwarts and talking about how she protected the philosophers stone, slew a Basilisk in a secret chamber or knocked out a troll, just in the first two Years. Other tales talked about her defeating death eater left and right at age six with her parents wands like some baby Rambo, shooting flippendo Curses like a machine gun and over exaggerating it. Okay, she could do that with nine but not with six.
The mentioning of the 'deathly hallows' in the Tales of Beadle the Bard seemed to agree with Dumbledore, mentioning the elder wand, a invisibility cloak and the 'resurrection stone' who appeared on their own each to be possible to call a lost logia but with the cloak as the least dangerous, just making someone undetectable while wearing it, and the resurrection Stone who could raise the dead for a short time, was the most worrisome for being a necromancy item. At least they knew that the elder wand was save in the hands of Albus Dumbledore, a powerful wizard and the item itself was on it's own rather docile, it had a slight awareness but that was rather limited and was incompatible with the bureau equipment and Olivander nearly got a stroke as he heard they were able to investigate the elder wand for a short time, without hearing who had possessed it..
Anyway, the walk back home was uneventful so far, she liked to walk for a change instead of go super mage against physic all the time. As she got closer to her home she couldn't shrug off the feeling to be observed, the mage knew that this wasn't paranoia, she wasn't a combat mage for nothing and her Awareness was because of that sharper than other humans. "Crystal Soul, is someone, or something, following me? Search for magic signatures." She whispered just for her device to hear.
["Yes Master, ladybug like bug following from behind, magic signature matches terran wizard or witch. Scans indicate female."] Reported Crystal Soul telepathically as to not give away she was there since her voice was hard to change into a whisper for the AI.
Harriet frowned, she knew this day would come, the person couldn't be a dark wizard, she felt no real malice but no kindness directed at her either, that was not something she liked at all. She suddenly stopped, the ladybug having no chance at stopping and taking it's distance before the Girl with the black Belt caught it in her Hand, managing not to kill it right away.
Holding her prize in her Hand she walked to a abandoned alley and then spoke to the person whose life she held now literally in her hands. "I know you're not a ladybug for real, don't try to pretend it. I will let you out of this Hand but if you try to flee I will snatch you again and kill you in my hand, understood? I want to know why you are following me and if you don't answer honestly I will be going white devil on you and just so you know: Who doesn't listen to that one will be forced to with superior firepower. Understood too? Well." Wit that she let the ladybug fly who quickly took a short distance before morphing into a Woman, Animagus as she had assumed.
The woman looked startled, no, she was frightened, probably due to Harriet not minding squishing her like a bug for stalking her like that. She wore those really idiotic wizard/witch robes and a pair of huge glasses and looked very much Bug like, a good Form in her Opinion. "Y- you didn't need to threaten me! I'm Reeta Skeeta of the daily prophet, a famous reporter. It should be natural that I try to get a Story on the famous Harriet Potter." She tried to excuse herself with, in Harriets Eyes, idiotic Excuses.
The girl glared at the woman and answered in a heated tone: "First of all, Skeeta-san, my Name is Takamachi Harriet, that is my legal name first and foremost, second: From what I know there are some freak followers of this Moldyshorts guy still out there for my head, then i notice a strange ladybug following me for far too long at a 'save distance' because of the sound of it's wings, and then i remember what i read on Animagus. Just you're luck that I have mastered the 'catch a fly with chopsticks' trick so far that i can catch flea with my bare hands and large insects too without killing them. And I don't care how oh so famous you are, I never heard of you and I don't give interviews to anyone, farewell." With that last word she pushed past the woman, pushing her into a brickwall to snap the writing quill that was writing on it's own and therefore spilling the ink in it all over the paper she was using, before leaving the alley to resume her walk back home.
Soon after the annoying bug woman was again on her heels, now as a human to not anger the girl, and apparently conjured some ordinary clothes to not compromise the laws. "But you can't give no interview, you're Fans, what about them? They surely want-" She was interrupted by Harriet grabbing her by the very annoying, green lab coat she was wearing and that made her Look like a Pokémon professor, but with the wrong Color scheme.
The woman shrunk back under the heated glare of the eleven year old girl who could snap her neck as it was, apparently she was annoyed. "I will now talk in a way you seem to understand so get it into you're planet thick skull: I have no interest in entertaining anyone who believes the bullshit that was written about me before I even got that Hogwarts invitation. I won't give a interview and I don't care about any so called 'fans' because I don't want this fame for something my biological mother had more to do with than me. And if you write anything about me, then I will go, find you and use you as a punching bag before I search the next best pack of wolves and give the leftovers of you're body to them, got that?" Snapped the Martial Artist at the Woman who trembled, thankfully no one was around to hear this threatening by the eleven Year old. "Oh, by the way, I will google you if I need to." Informed Harriet the Woman before leaving a confused Witch behind who quickly apparated away, scared out of her Mind by the Girl
Harriet on the other hand arrived home, closing the door and taking off her shoes. "I am home!" She called into the house and got affirmative calls from her mother and older sister in the kitchen. She brought in the grocery's and begun to unpack them while crystal sould floated next to her with a mini flier fin. for levitation now that they were home.
It was a while later when Harriet was watching One Piece that the doorbell rang. Standing up she walked to the door, Crystal Soul placing herself again as a pendant around her neck. As she opened the Door she contemplated whether this was the Mother of that Boy from diagon alley, or his Father. Anatomically she would say father but his hair was so long. "Can I help you?" Asked Harriet politely, why did wizards decide to pop up around here now? It was so nice before! She just wanted to smack the door into the guys face, or Starlight Break him, as she called the process of 'befriending' sometimes.
The man had long, platinum blonde hair like snobby mc. unfriendly, wore a black business dress and had a black coat over his shoulders. He had a long cane that she was able to identify as his wand, did he compensate for something with that thing? "I'm Lucius Malfoy, Miss Potter, I'm here to transfer you from those Muggles to a proper, wizard home." He said, in that same arrogant manner she heard his presumably son talk with her, great.
She glared at him and answered: "This is a proper Home, Malfoy-SAN, and I am happy here so no, I must decline you're offer. Now leave the property before i am forced to remove you, and I must warn you: I have a black Belt in Karate, I can Kendo and right besides me sits a ancient but very much useable Katana from my adoptive fathers side of the family* and I very well know how to handle it. So, unless that walking cane called wand you're using to compensate for something, can withstand a blade with enough killing history to kill you're whole family tree, then you leave now." She tried to slam the door shut but he stuck his shoe into the way.
Sadly for him she was quite the strong little cookie and he cried out in pain, holding his feet because she broke through the barrier of the shoe sole, causing him to feel the full brunt of the door swing. "You s- seem not to understand, this wasn't a Offer." He brought out between breaths after his foot had stopped pounding from the pain.
Harriet frowned at him and took the, really there, Katana from the wall. "And you seem not to understand that I was serious about what I said too, leave now or I will test you're wands durability against a japanese longsword." She warned him, unsheathing her weapon of choice while holding the sheath in the left hand.
The man staggered up and pointed his wand at her, sadly for him he was facing not a wizard or witch, but a mage, a combat mage. And he would learn why they called her Angel of Destruction, the sister to the White Devil, there was after all a reason. Just as his spell shot out of the tip of his wand, she recognized movement and incantation as the disarming spell, she rushed to the side, out of the way, and right at him. The man was so startled he had no time to react as she was already in his comfort zone, lashing out with the sheath into his jewel seeds.
As the man sacked together, she kicked the cane up into the air and with one fluid motion cut it in two with her sword before pointing it at the mans throat. "I told you i can take you apart, wizard. The most fatal Weakness you guys have is that you stand around and practically scream 'bullseye on my head!', no seriously, the same motion destroying you're cane would have been able to cut off you're head, now leave or I will kill you for real." She threatened him before turning around and walking away.
The man stood up, his wand was cut in two, literally, she aimed at the section where the core was, effectively destroying the whole thing. "You will rue that action girl." He growled before outstretching his hand and yelling: "Avada Kadavra!" With that a green bolt of light shot out of his hand, headed for the mage.
To his Shock she sidestepped it before turning around and dashing at him, sword at the ready. Before she reached him though he disapparated from the spot where she was about to decapitate him. She huffed at that, sheathing the katana again before going back inside, hanging it back up. "Tou-san will be angry that I have used his old Sword, nah, after I tell him that guy fired that killing curse at me he will probably ask for a teleport to the home of that guy to finish the job." She muttered before returning to the kitchen, ignoring the smoking remnant of a lantern that was destroyed by the spell that missed her.
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Kings cross station was very lively.
Muggle parents and children bustled along the station but somehow, don't ask her how, no one was interested in the group of three girls with huge trolley's of whom one had a wolf puppy, the second a golden/blonde ferret and the third a snow owl with them. Harriet was happy that, after she nearly killed lucius malfoy, there seemed to have gone a message around that she was willing, and capable, of defending both her privacy and her own safety, or that of her home.
Lucius Malfoy had made the daily prophet write about how "Harriet Takamachi nee Potter (11) attacked Lucius Malfoy (34) without provocation with a family held, japanese sword known as a katana as he was there to visit her." She had gotten that article thanks to a owl mail and soon after send her own account, as much as she disliked to be in the press, she had to get it straight. The next thing, important, short variant, was: "Harriet Takamachi nee Potter (11) send a counter variant to the happenings surrounding her fight with Lucius Malfoy (34) to the redaction yesterday.
In her letter Miss Takamachi explained to have answered the Door normally, finding a to her Unknown Man of whom she never heard before due to being raised in a Muggle household, before her. Said man, mister Malfoy, then stated his intentions of taking her away from the family she sees as her own and after she declined this he told her that he wasn't offering it to her. Upon closing the door rather forcefully and him trying to stop it with his foot, followed by a scene miss Takamachi wasn't ready to explain, she confronted the grown man, taking the katana her adoptive father had used in his work as a bodyguard years ago with her.
Of note is that Miss Takamachi warned Mister Malfoy beforehand about the fact that she had a black belt in karate, the highest grade for a practitioner of this martial-art. Further she warned him about her practicing of kendo, a martial-art about the practice of Japanese swordplay. She proceeded to Counter a disarming charm before sweeping his legs away, destroying his wand and threatening to, as she admitted, kill him should he not leave. As she turned away and walked back to her house, he stood up and attempted to hit her with the killing curse.
To cite the Letter: "I evaded the slowpoke speed curse before going in to make her threat real and he escaped by teleporting away." It was confirmed that Mister Malfoy apparated, or as Miss Takamachi put it 'teleported' into Uminari city before 12 minutes later apparating away again in a hurry from the residence of the family Takamachi. A investigation into Muggle Sport Tournaments in martial arts shows that miss Takamachi takes part in the karate and kendo junior tournaments in the light weigh class. Since age seven she has scored very high before beginning to win the tournaments from age nine upwards." so she got a certain reputation done, even though she hadn't included the last bit. That her ability's had improved greatly after becoming a mage wasn't her fault but with the kind of training she and the others did...
She couldn't help but shake her head. She wore the same clothes that she wore back as they had gone to diagon alley. The others wore the old outfits too, they were cleaned up due to a month of time between this and the trip, meant so the Weasleys would have a easier time spotting the little group since they were to meet up with them. Yuuno was dozing off on Nanohas shoulders, the now labeled 'unregistered animagus' quite enjoying that he had the role as a simple pet back.
Aruf was sitting on fates luggage, keeping the lookout for a group of redheads for them and sending telepathic messages for collision course since they had problems seeing past the tons of suitcases they had. Seriously, all this luggage was a bit much, filled mostly with the school supply's and, naturally, clothes. The Skyrim had written a lessons program for their devices to continue studying on request of nanoha and harriets parents since Hogwarts had no science classes, no math, nothing, only magic related lessons as idiotic as this was.
They were halfway through the Station as Aruf telepathically called: ["Mama Redbear with kids coming at nine'o'clock, estimated time until arrival 30 seconds."] At that the girls had to stifle giggles since Aruf had seen a bit too many episodes of Stargate SG1 and other military related series or movies, especially where this kind of talking was taken up to eleven.
Soon after the family come into view, Molly Weasley in the Lead, her four sons with her but a younger girl, a whole head shorter than Harriet, walked with them by her hand. Ron had told them about Ginny, youngest in the family and the only daughter by six brothers, poor girl. Harriet wasn't as thrilled though as she squieked and reacted like a fangirl at seeing her, great.
The group of redheads, really they all had that hair color, come up to the lonely girls with their luggage. "Good to see you three again, and I see Aruf and Yuuno are free too." Commented Miss Weasley smiling at seeing the two 'Animals', Aruf giving off a bark and Yuuno looking up due to having woken up, his green Eyes scanning the small Crowd near his Friends. Hedwig, as Harriet called the snow owl, flustered her feathers up in protest of not being addressed by the woman and made the girls giggle.
Ginny on the other hand had been thankfully distracted by 'the cute little puppy' that was named Aruf, since it was spoken like the english epiphet for barking she had commented on it until Harriet pointed out that the Name was written Aruf but that, since the Name was spoken in Japanese, they left out the U in it. "So Mis Weasley, how do we come to that Platform 9¾ anyway?" Asked Nanoha as they walked side by side, the girls now blending in better than before, partly due to fate wearing colored contact lenses that made her eyes brown instead of their normal, red color.
Molly answered to the young girls question by answering: "The pillar between platforms nine and ten holds a barrier that transports you to the platform. just walk through it." Harriet looked to the said Pillar and found to her dismay snobby platinum hair and his father, loco gargoyle* or something like that, passing through. She frowned, so what-was-his-name was Galfroys son, another reason to dislike him and a explanation for how he acted.
Finally they arrived at the pillar and the twins were first, Fred, then George, followed by Percy. Before the others could go, it was Harriet rushing through, calling something about being faster than yellow Flash Harloawn in her Testarossa. While the wizards were clueless, even molly, it was Fate and Nanoha who sighed, knowing that reference. Was it Fates fault that her original family name was the same as a car construction company? She was from another dimension and... oh wait, the wolkenritter were from a different dimension, several thousand years old and spoke fluent japanese while their devices spoke german*. Dimensional space was a strange place.
The rest of the large group followed the hot headed mage and the wizards who had gone before her and they found themselves on a new platform with a large, red steam engine and wagons attached to it. A sign above the front read in Latin letters Hogwarts Express, it was anyone's guess where that ride goes to. Hundreds of children and adults, teenagers and animals were moving around, many already inside the wagons and talking through the windows with their friends and/or family.
Harriet and the others quickly found a compartment that wasn't full and begun to load their luggage into the train, the weasleys amazed at the strength the three had. Yup, if you have to steady a heavy staff weapon/device then you would grow the muscles too, fate in fact was the physically strongest since bardiche was the heaviest among the aces devices. After Bardiche come Crystal Soul, with the lightest being Hayates third Device with the tome and Reinforce-zwei, that was called Schwertkreuz.
Ron come with them too, being a bit embarrassed as Harriet and Fate easily brought in his luggage. "In Martial Arts you need to train a lot." Had Harriet explained to him and soon they sat comfortably in the seats, it was very different from Japanese trains by the way. Instead of benches lining the sides and places to stand all along the train, there were countless, probably magically enlarged, compartments all along the train with no standing places.
To pass time as the train was still to go, the group talked about different things and harriet revealed to have brought with her several manga, showing Ron Japanese fiction for a change since the only comics he knew were those made by wizards were different historic things were completely exaggerated. There was even a Harriet Potter comic book series and she was more than happy to inform him that she HATED those made up story's that were circulating about her.
In a way of revenge she showed him the Manga 'The seven deadly Sins', a manga that tells the story of seven knights from medieval Britain around king arthurs time and their misadventures with the princess of the nation, Elizabeth. The greatly perverted nature of 'dragons sin of wrath Meliodas', the leader of that group of overpowered knights, was shocking to him. As she showed how they displayed Arthur as a complete noob 'holy knight' with just excellent swordsman skills but no mystic powers yet, while Meliodas was going Toe to Toe with some Guy who had become nearly invincible, was even more shocking, or that Merlin was a Woman there.
The time passed quickly and the children didn't even really realize how the train begun to move towards their destination. Harriet was surprised to hear that one of those books claimed her to have traveled into king Arthurs time and to fight a she-knight. The joke here was that she had, in fact, fought a she-knight, not with seven though, that was really nonsense, she fought the wolkenritter at nine. Back when Nanoha and Fate had Problems due to not having cartridge systems she was the only one of them with cartridges since Crystal Soul had them from the start.
That made her the best defense against vita and Signum back then who hadn't such problems against nanoha and fate. as she told him about her occasional sparring with a friend of theirs who come from germany and acted a lot like a knight and even called herself such he was shocked very much about this. She, naturally meant Signum with whom she sparred often when the Wolkenritter and Hayate were on Earth. Interestingly enough there were some parallels between the Comic Books and what happened, for example some dimensional monster attacking and her fighting it with magic. Strangely the monster was mentioned to make whale like sounds and looked aquatic.
This coincided with Nachtwal as they had dubbed the Defense Programs Stand-Alone Form. "But are you really planning to continue to participate in those karate tournaments? I mean, it is forbidden for wizards and witches to participate in Muggle sports." Asked Ron since martial arts had become a very overused topic between them.
Harriet grinned slightly at that and answered: "I live in Japan, from what I know there it is allowed to participate in Sports that aren't magical as long as you don't use magic against you're opponent there. I really don't see why it is forbidden here, after all: Only a bad sportsman would use magic to win and that wouldn't be a real victory at all." Ron was a bit surprised but the topic switched quickly after that, to wizard sports that is, since physical fitness was apparently not the most prevailing factor in wizard physiology.
It was far into the afternoon, them traveling northward from what the devices could say, as a woman with a trolley come into the compartment. "Hello dears, do you want something from the trolley?" Asked the witch who had brought the little cart with her into the compartment.
Soldiers or not, Harriet, Fate and Nanoha were still children and they could only resist so much urge before they go out of their way to get sugar. Harriet still had tons of galleons at hand from her first visit to diagon alley and those wanted to be spend on something she liked. She exchanged some for yen at Gringotts later on and got quite a bit of money, but she still had too much in her opinion, carrying around a large pouch of gold coins like it was nothing.
Anyway, even Ron had a allowance with him from the money his mother had been given by Harriet back then, and Pastry's, Chocolate Frogs and Barty Botts every Flavour Beans were being bought by the sugar crazy children with too much money to spare. Who bought what was quickly lost to them as well and trade was practiced amongst them with the chocolate. Harriet and Nanoha compared the pastry's with what the midori-ya had to offer, then had to explain what the midori-ya was, Ron warned them about the beans and chocolate frogs were massacred by the mages who had bought the whole stock the woman had with her, resulting in a lot of wizard cards being shared amongst them.
A lot of interesting things were found out by the mages from those cards before someone barged in, someone Harriet wasn't quite so happy about. "So it is true, Harriet Potter is-" The platinum blonde guy was saying until he got a meeting with Harriets shoe in his face. He stumbled back, clutching his nose that had been broken by the force and then found his crony's thrown at him by the black belt.
As he looked up the only thing that he saw was Harriet saying: "And it is Takamachi." With that she closed the door again, not giving him a chance to annoy her like his father did a few days ago.
Ron starred at her open mouthed, she just kicked out, literally, Draco Malfoy and his cronnys who both were twice her own weight, or thrice he wasn't sure. "Harriet-chan that was rude!" Scolded Nanoha her sister for what she did.
The girl sat down and answered: "I didn't like his attitude back in that robes shop and he is the son of that galbroy or like that guy i kicked out a few days ago. And did you see those guys he had with him? He was searching for problems clearly if he brought bodyguards with him. Besides, better I do it before you 'befriend' him the usual way." Ron was clueless at that, not knowing what she meant but at least he agreed with her in that the guy was trouble.
He couldn't help but to snigger. "Galbroy, god that is priceless! so it is right that you beat him up with a sword?" Asked Ron grinning, remembering the article in the daily prophet and the counter article soon after, luckily not by rita skeeta but by a serious journalist for a change.
Harriet huffed and answered: "You don't beat someone with a Katana Ron-kun, I nearly beheaded him because he tried kidnap me and as that didn't work he tried to kill me with a illegal Curse." Ron couldn't help but to imagine this eleven year old girl rushing Lucius Malfoy to cut him a head shorter, with a Muggle Sword at that.
Nanoha huffed and answered: "And that is the only reason Tou-san hasn't punished you, it was self defense and you warned him after all. But why must they be so insistent I don't understand, No means no and he can't do anything about it." She seemed angry about it too, the man had pestered and tried to kill, her sister, he tried to take her away from them! He had no right to do so and she would be happy to introduce him to the business end of Raising Heart soon.
Harriet hummed at that, not liking the Idea of someone trying to take her away from her family, more so a pureblood elitist of all people. But she remembered the ear lashing she got from her parents for taking the katana to attack a man, even in self defense, seeing as she was deadly enough with her bare fists, seen on her black belt in karate. Not her fault that wizards don't listen.
Right at that moment the door opened again, Harriet wondered iddly whether the door had written on it 'here are people inside but you can disturb them if you want' but she left it be and looked who had come. she was a girl in her age, first year in other words. she had bushy, brown hair, buckteeth and had already her Hogwarts uniform on. With her was a boy with short, black hair and a pudgy face, he was surprisingly high ranking from what she knew and reminded her of a Margikarp that would sooner or later evolve into a Gyarados. Should she introduce him to a intelligent device?
The girl looked around the rather full compartment and then asked: "Have you seen a toad? Neville has lost his." She sounded very bossy but harriet let it slip for she seemed to help the boy who seemed very timid as it was and probably needed someone who had more confidence to help him with that Toad Problem of his.
Harriet thought shortly about it and decided to use that new spell secretly, it was useful here. "No sorry, I have read you can bring one but Toads aren't exactly my Thing." She told the Girl, using the Spell Field Search to search for the boys toad. The spell worked by producing a expanding field of detection in whose mids one could detect all movement, she held back from the teachers wagon and the spell was rather low on energy but it worked. The best was that it was invisible compared to the Area Search and Wide Area Search Spells she and Nanoha had deployed so far. "But I heard someone mentioning a brown frog with some stripes and a large wart on his nose who is supposed to sit behind the toilet in the boys restroom two wagons up from here." She lied to them, telling them exactly where Trevor was right now, the only free toad in the whole train from what she knew.
The girl smiled brightly until she noticed something. "The scar! You must be Harriet Potter! Oh my god I read every-" She was cut off in her exclamation as harriet clamped a hand over her mouth, breathing through to not let her annoyance out on the poor girl that didn't know better, for all she knew she could be a Muggle-born since there was a very clear report about her having the name Takamachi, in that newspaper that those wizard were so hot about.
She looked at her and answered: "It's Takamachi, not Potter. And before you expect me to be like those awful books depict me you should go because I hate them. And now go, Neville surely wants to get his toad back before it get's away." With that she shoved the girl out of the compartment and closed the door, annoyed beyond her mind about a fangirl, again! Why couldn't people accept that those books were shit? She should write to that Ministry and DEMAND that they were taken off the market since they were annoying her! If it was her call she would be the unknown girl with the scar, not the 'girl who lived', or rather 'the girl who is annoyed about being the girl who lived' as vita joked.
Even being called 'Angel of Destruction' was better than this shit, it was a nickname she earned on her own, a nickname that meant something to her and showed who she was, but this whole shit going on here was just about how her biological parents died. The worst were the expectations, sure she could live up to it because of her experience in magic, but it wouldn't be seen as her skills or surprise anyone, it would just been brushed off as something that she had to be able to, she had to be good in their eyes and if she was they would just see their own little expectations fulfilled.
And she hated that, she hated being stuck into one folder, to have people think they know how she was, how she should act, who thought they knew what she wanted. she knew what people expected thanks to those books, a girl who stuck to the wizard way of life, who had played quidditch since she could walk, as crazy as this was, who enjoyed the british lifestyle. But that was the problem. She made fun of wizard customs and their rules, finding them idiotic. She never played Quidditch, she didn't even own a broom at all, she only knew some little tidbits about the sport from reading. And she loved Anime, Manga and her green tea decidedly without milk and sugar! That was admiral Lindys Tick, not her own. and wizarding way of life? It was medieval madness at best, coupled with paranoia and xenophobic attitude.
Ron remained silent as he saw the girls frustration, he had been told about why Harriet had been left with Muggles, to avoid getting caught in all of this. now she was still caught in it, meaning that she had to face expectations that come with people seeing her as a messiah. And apparently she was annoyed by it, big time. No point in denying it. He couldn't image how that would be, probably she was used to be famous to an extent due to her own accomplishments but not in false 'autobiography's' that didn't tell anything but lies to make money out of her.
And, as his Father put it, the Ministry did nothing against it even though many were against this nonsense, so that the heroine of the wizarding world wouldn't juts be the young girl who happened to survive the killing curse but a great hero. Some even believed the shit that was written there to be real in the ministry. the current minister for example was sure that those future exploits were simply derived from seeing the future by those authors, he was delusional in his opinion. The girl was strong, sure, but she was said to have defeated 40 death eaters with her parents wands, one in each hand. With four.
Shortly after Hermione come back in, saying that they should change into their uniforms since they would arrive soon according to train drivers. On cue Ron left the compartment to one of the neighboring compartments to change while the three girls changed into their uniforms in here. all three conversed about the robes impracticality due to their mass and the heavy material. wizards didn't expect anyone to jump around like a olympic athlete or so, but that was a bit much.
Luckily they got their gym clothes with them for exercise and could change if need be into a barrier jacket at will. After Ron had returned and they were ready they just had about enough time to stuff the candy they had away before the train arrived at the train station near Hogwarts.
It was already dark outside, chattering of children and teens from preteen age to late teens was heard everywhere. "Firs' years! Firs' years over 'ere!" Called a voice over the chatter and a giant of a man held up a lamp, he wasn't a defacto giant from the descriptions she read, but he was pretty big even so, roughly the size of vice admiral Garp from One Piece, or even a bit taller but it was hard to tell for the eleven year old girl who reached at best his hips.
They were led along a path that was hard to see in the dark of night and finally got their first look at the school itself, and what a look.
Hogwarts was situated on a big rock, or cliff side, directly near a the huge lake they were approaching. what is Hogwarts? Oh, it is that large, medieval and western castle looking like out of some movie about Merlin and king Arthur. how ironic, seeing as the headmaster was a Merlin wannabe actually. the castle had many turrets, the walls stood tall and Harriet could imagine great wars held upon the ownership of it in the times before it become a school.
Towers dominated it's exterior and lights flickered in it from candles, even on that distance the whole building was a majestic piece of art in her opinion. They were led, though, to a small fleet of boats that had, if anything, space for four people each, or one giant man that is. They were directed to take a Boat with four People each as expected and the three Mages took one together with Ron while the girl from the train stuck with Neville, giving Harriet nervous glances.
A interesting transit over a pitch black lake and the finding, again, of Trevor later they arrived in cave under the cliff where Hogwarts stood and disembarked, the boat floating back to start like they had floated here. They were then led up a flight of stairs and she quickly noticed how many were already out of breath while they followed the man, more exercise for them she thought. "Hey Nanoha-chan, what do you think those wizards do if this little flight of stairs is already exhausting them? What are they doing back home? Fly everywhere?" Asked Harriet to send her message into their skulls, they were too lazy if they couldn't do this simple act of walking a bit quickly those stairs.
She got some glares from the more snobby kids around her while Nanoha giggled about this and Fate couldn't restrict herself from it either even though she had the best self-control in the whole group. They finally stopped before a pair of large oak doors where the guide banged on. A few seconds they waited until a woman opened who the mages recognized as professor McGonnagal, the deputy headmistress. "'he firs' years, professor McGonnagal." Announced their guide grinning while many of the other kids were fidgety around them, apparently they were nervous about the sorting that was still a secret from what they knew, nowhere it was written how it was going to happen.
They knew only this: Gryffindor was for people who were courageous and daring, Ravenclaw was for the smart and studious ones, Hufflepuffs were loyal and hard working, strangely enough for a wizard, and Slytherin was for the Pureblood elitist kiddy's and those who had cunning and ambition in the forefront of their characters. Due to this mentality Slytherin was deemed a difficult house to handle since they raised those with the xenophobic believes there.
McGonnagal nodded at that and answered: "Thank you Haggrid, I take them from here." The man nodded and left while McGonnagal led them through the Door and along a hall Harriet assumed was near the entrance. From their left Harriet could feel many magical Signatures, one of them definitely Dumbledore. Further she heard excited voices through a large door where the People probably set for the start-of-term feast. The first years were led into a small room where they were very crowded together.
McGonnagal gave a short speak about the houses and Harriet wondered why there was such a emphasize on those here. "You should have chosen you're friends better, Potter. As it looks you only have Weasley and two Mudbloods with you." Sneered a voice behind them and as she turned around she found the arrogant boy from the robes shop again, the guy was irritating.
She frowned at him and answered: "Better have few true friends than many who are only interested because of some hero hype about me. By the way, I don't know what you're name is so why should I want anything to do with you or you're bodyguards? Or do you want to end up like you're father, whatever his name was again." The Boy gaped at her and many around them laughed at that, she was serious about that, she had problems remembering names of people she disliked, selective amnesia according to Schamal.
The boy regained his composure and tried to grab her but he found himself in the iron grip only a black belt in Karate provided. "You know, I told you're father already this but I will be so nice to inform you too. I have a black belt in Karate, so I would recommend you not to attack me, got that?" She asked aggressively and the boy drew back, frightened by her aggressive response to how he talked to her.
He freed himself from her but retreated quickly, seeing as the Girl wouldn't stand bullying apparently. His father warned him about her habit of going close in with extreme prejudice. "Wow, you really forgot the name of Lucius Malfoy, for real?" Asked Ron surprised that she would be so bold about it to claim this for real and then to defend herself against him.
Harriet looked to him and answered then: "Why should I remember that guys name? Isn't like he is someone important or anything." That got stares from the other children but the atmosphere of nervousness was gone finally.
Then suddenly a scream ripped the air and the mages needed to restrain themselves from shooting whatever was the reason. Just now a group of humanoid, slightly transparent beings, looking like they were made of mist or something like that, floated into the room. In short: Hogwarts was haunted by several ghosts as it seemed.
One of them, he looked like a fat, little monk, was saying: "-we ought to give him another chance, forgive and forget I say."
A ghost in a medieval outfit scruff answered to him: "My dear Friar, haven't we given Peeves all the chances he deserves? He isn't even a real ghost and gives us a bad name. I- say what are you doing here?" The last sentence was changed as he noticed the group of first years who were starring at them in shock mostly, Harriet more so since she had seen magical manifestations from ancient Belka but not a single time did she see actual ghosts.
Friar on the other hand clapped his hands happily but without making a sound, ghost and all, and answered: "First years waiting to be sorted right? Oh I hope you will be sorted into Hufflepuff, my old house you know?" Harriet wondered what they were doing here until she was told by Crystal Soul how ghosts of wizards could remain in the living world and how Hogwarts housed many ghosts who were once students, with four of them being kind of ghost mascots to the four houses of Hogwarts according to some of the books.
The ghosts had no time to converse with them though as professor McGonnagal entered the room, ushering the ghosts out again before leading the first years back through the entrance hall and into the dinning hall. There stood four tables under banners that represented the four houses, a red banner with a golden lion, a green one with silver snake, a yellow banner with a black badger and a blue banner with a bronze eagle on it.
Harriet found the Weasley clan on the lion table, Gryffindor, while professor Dumbledore sat with the rest of the teachers on a table at the head of the hall. Dumbledore sat in a big throne most notably, probably still from earlier headmasters Harriet concluded but her attention was drawn to something else: The ceiling.
The ceiling looked like it was open to the sky but she could make out the actual ceilings form, so this was the bewitched ceiling that was made so that it looked like the sky and would provide light at day. The girl with Neville, Hermione, was murmuring about the ceiling and reciting spells she could remember but then professor McGonnagal come up to the front of the first years and placed a three legged stool on whom she placed a tattered witch hat.
She stepped back and Harriet was wondering what that was meant to be as she took out a scroll of parchment. Then a rip opened in the hat, like a mouth, and the thing begun to SING!
Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!*
After finishing it's little song the hat tilted it's top towards each of the tables before apparently sitting down again.
Ron sagged next to her, grumbling something along the lines of one of his brothers claiming they had to fight a troll, but the mages were more concerned with something else. ["Do you think the hat will be a risk to our mission? He apparently can read minds if his song is any indication."] Asked Nanoha her friends concerned since that would either be really dangerous to their mission, or very dangerous for the hats psyche since he would see a lot of strange things in their thoughts.
It was Fate who answered to her concerns: ["I don't think that the parents would be alright with it if the hat could just tell others what he read in the minds of someone, so it must be enchanted to only look into the memory's of students and then judge them accordingly for one of the houses."] The others nodded, again a strange application for magic, the schools on Mid-Childa had dormitory's too, some older than Hogwarts, but you got in there according to gender and what was available at the time.
One after another the students were called up and sorted, getting sorted in alphabetical Order. It took to H for a Mage to be settled down. "Harloawn, Fate." Read professor McGonnagal and the blonde girl sat down on the seat where the hat was placed on her head.
The hat instantly fell over her eyes, being made for someone much older than her originally as she assumed. "Hmm... I see you're the first of the mages right?" Asked a voice in her head and she understood it was the hat, she recognized the voice from that song. "A smart young lad we have here huh? Yes, I'm the sorting hat and, as you and you're friends already concluded, I won't tell anyone about you and you're secrets. Though, a human cloned scientifically and then filled with fake memory's of someone else, that is new. But, now where to put you?
You're very smart, a genius at mathematics but you that comes from need due to you're magic rather than studiousness. You're loyal, but to an extent that is too much while you're hard working but both aren't what dominates the way you act. You're ambitious too, wishing to join the enforcers who work to uphold law and are the closest to wizard Aurors, and cunning to boot but only for Battle.
But you're courage, going up against something like THAT is something else, and to do it just to save innocents, to give up that dream world for you're friends to fight alongside them, that is just like Godric would have acted. Yes, no question there. You belong into Gryffindor!" Shouted the Hat, the last word loudly for all to hear and Fate took him off, bowing slightly but unnoticed by most, before jogging to the table of courage and chivalry, she found Signum would probably fit here as a Knight after all.
Several People later, among others Malfoy got sorted into Slytherin house with his two bodyguards before Fate, then come Harriet. "Takamachi, Harriet." Announced McGonnagal and under whispers of the whole hall Harriet jogged up to the seat and sat down, the hat flopping down on her head as well.
She got blinded too by the dark interior of the hat, the noise strangely drowned out by it, probably to talk. "Oha, another one and this one James and Lilly's little girl. I expected you for some time you know?" Greeted her the voice of the sorting hat and she had to repress a slight frown, he brought up her biological parents, why could no one leave them to rest? "I'm sorry if it upset you, alright, I will go right to the sorting then.
Like you're friend fate you're very smart, innate understanding of mathematics coming with you're practice of math based magic. You're loyal too, very loyal at that and you value hard work. Ambitious but you prefer a more... how should I put it?" Asked the hat and Harriet had to stifle a laugh at that, thinking of her rather head through the wall approach, or her opinion that you can't solve everything with a doom-beam down it's throat, but everything else could be easily solved with a Starlight Breaker.
Yes, that sums up pretty much up how you work." Commented the hat in a slightly annoyed tone, someone got grumpy about the images of collateral damage she would cause. "No, Slytherin wouldn't survive a day with you there. Since you're courage borders idiocy anyway and you find cunning means to shoot from outside of Enemy range, Gryffindor!" Cried the hat and instantly the table of courage erupted in cheers as they heard she was going there.
She sat down the hat and run to Fates side, telling her telepathically how the hat had commented on her, getting a answer the same way from her Friend before they both stopped as Nanoha sat down. To the bewilderment of everyone Nanoha sat only a second with the hat on her head before he exclaimed: "By Merlins beard! What is that!?"
Harriet and Fate looked at one another, both having one thought: 'Nanoha hasn't turned off her training simulation yet.' They both sighed as they knew what the poor hat was going through, he had a first person View of Nanoha beating up something.
After just under four Minutes the hat cried out, frantically: "Gryffindor! Gryffindor! For the love of Hecate! Gryffindor!" They all sweat dropped as he referenced the Greek goddess of magic there before Nanoha took him off, bowed slightly, and skipped to her Sisters while the hat did the impossible for a normal hat: His Eye twitched and he looked stressed.
While Harriet was pestered by Percy, who was a prefect, meaning he could take off some points from you're house if he wanted and had to patrol the corridors in shifts at night, the rest of the students were sorted with Ron getting Gryffindor like every other Member of his Family.
In Gryffindor was among others Hermione and Neville to be found as well, something Ron wasn't happy about in regards to the bossy girl. He should meet Vita, the only person who that girl didn't boss around was Hayate and Hayate was literally her master.
Dumbledore choose that moment to stand up before the feast really begun. "Welcome, welcome to a new year at Hogwarts." Greeted Dumbledore while spreading his Arms out in a welcoming gesture to the assembled students. "Before we begin our banquet I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" With those very strange Words he sat down and seconds later food appeared on the tables before them.
Harriet needed a few seconds to understand, many things were alright yeah but, sausage, fat, oil, everything look like it was fried. Hadn't they ever heard of cooking without frying it to death? Not even the vegetables were save from the mistreatment.
The Japanese girl, the Japanese raised girl and the alien with Japanese like upbringing (mostly) had problems to enjoy the feast. It surely tasted good, for the Europeans at least. Those were quite shocked as they heard that the three girls weren't used to anything like this food they were quite shocked until they heard that they were used to the more healthier, Japanese food.
While they were eating, being rather cautious because their stomachs weren't used to the heavy food, Nanoha noticed how the scruff wearing ghost was looking longingly at the food. "Sorry, did you want something from it? I wouldn't mind sharing." Asked Nanoha, trying to be polite with the ghost whose name she didn't know yet, strange to think of a ghost like a normal person but she saw already stranger things.
While Nanoha compared the strangeness of the ghosts in the school with little girls fighting giant, planet eating monsters and her best friend being adopted by a woman who could rainbow away such monsters, the man answered, not even aware of her inner musings: "Oh, no don't worry, it's just that, from time to time, there is this longing, to eat something again after all this time. But oh! I haven't introduced myself, have I? I am sir Nicholas de Whimsycot." He introduced himself, with all the decency that a dead man could muster and that was quite a bit for a European man.
It was Ron who had to destroy the Atmosphere though. "I know who you are! You're nearly headless Nick!" Exclaimed the redhead and Harriet gave him a disapproving glare for it, the glare saying one word: Manners, but Ron was one of those who were immune against the female telepathy glare it seemed.
The ghost glared at him for this comment, apparently he didn't like that nickname and Harriet guessed it had to do with how he died. "I would prefer if you would call me Sir Nicholas de Whymsy-" He never come to complete his sentence sadly.
Seamus Finnigan asked blandly: "How can you be nearly headless?" The Mages looked at one another, deciding that wizards lacked any decency here in Britain.
The ghost frowned at the boy but then answered: "Like this." With that he grabbed his left ear, pulled and his whole head swung off his neck like it was on a hinge, only a small piece of skin as well as sinew holding his head on his shoulders.
Stunned silence followed and Harriet concluded the cause of this, and his death, to be a very badly done execution. "The Axe wasn't really that sharp, was it Nicholas-san?" Asked Fate, not sure if Bardiche would have been a better choice for it since her device was held sharp but not really to cutting edge since it still was more of a Staff than a actual, barbed Axe.
The ghost flipped his head back onto it's proper place and answered: "You are right young lady, and thanks that you use honorifics, it is refreshing to see well mannered children for a change." The last remark was accompanied by a glare towards Ron and Seamus who both ignored him.
Then he turned to the girls, seeing as all three of them were acquaintances. "So – new Gryffindors! I hope you will help us win the house cup championship this year? Gryffindors have never gone so long without winning. Slytherins have got the cup six years in a row! The Bloody Baron's becoming almost unbearable – he's the Slytherin house ghost." Explained the nearly beheaded man and Harriet looked to the table of the snake where she found a regal looking ghost with blank, starring eyes and silvery blood all over his clothes.
A small smirk passed her lips as she noticed how uneasy Malfoy was who sat right next to him, good in her Opinion. "How did he get covered in blood?" Asked Seamus, more interested in that fact than the fact that he was asking probably about a ghosts cause of death, something Harriet figured wasn't something they liked to talk about.
"I never asked." Admitted Nick slightly nervous, probably since the ghost was the only one who had the blood of another person on him. Conversation was held along the whole Time and the three mages found only relieve to their tastebuds in form of the desserts that they killed off with their hunger instantly.
After everyone was done, surprisingly, the food vanished and Dumbledore stood up again. "Now that we all are fed and watered I would have some start-of-term announcements to make." Announced the old man and Harriet had to stifle a yawn, she had a freaking jet-lack, hadn't slept since the Japanese morning and it had to be around Midnight, so could he speed it up for those who were tired.
"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is out of bounds to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Explained Dumbledore, looking directly at the Weasley twins while saying that last part.
"I have been also asked by mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors." Again his eyes were fixated onto the Weasley twins, Harriet knew it: They were pranksters.
"Next Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house team should contact madam Hooch." Explained Dumbledore and Harriet didn't mind that, as a first year she wasn't allowed to own a broom and therefore she couldn't participate there. What were the chances of her being picked using one of the dreaded school brooms?
"And finally, I must tell that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death." That got the man a series of blank, confused looks from the assembled students.
As Ron asked his brother Percy if that was usual answered the same: "I don't know. It's odd, because he usually gives us a reason why we're not allowed to go somewhere – the Forest's full of dangerous beasts, everyone knows that. I do think he might have told us prefects, at least." Harriet frowned, a death hallway, it sounded like someone had set up a deadly trap but Dumbledore didn't want to tell them the details since the enemy was listening in.
After this ordeal the first years were led by the prefects towards the dormitory's, in case of the Gryffindors this was Gryffindor tower. Harriet found the route to be very confusing, partly due to the stairs moving around and the prefect leading them on strange ways.
Finally they reached a portrait of a fat lady in pink, she looked at them directly, wizard pictures were moving that was so strange, and asked then: "Password?"
Percy, the prefect who had led them, answered to that: "Caput Draconis." Harriet starred at him, Latin? It sounded like it. The password was apparently right since the portrait swung open and they were led into the common room where soft looking armchairs and a fireplace stood. "Girls dormitory's up the right staircase, boys on the left. You're things have been moved there already." Explained Percy and the girls followed the female prefect up the stairs, where they were led into the room for first year females.
Hedwig and Aruf were already there, Yuuno having according to the familiar been rejected for being a boy and sleeping down in the common room. The girls changed into sleeping wear and laid down, the mages falling asleep right away in the very soft beds they had.
Harriet had only one thing on her mind: Would her first schoolyear be quiet or would they draw upon them another crisis? It would be nice to just relax for once.
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* Takamachi Shiro was in fact a Bodyguard before Nanohas birth, he was mentioned in the Triangle Heart video games where he died. MGLN was based on those games and Nanoha even had a small role there but they are AU to one another. Since he, if I am not mistaken, is descended from a Samurai or Ninja clan, he is bend to have a actual Katana in his House to defend his family if need be.
* The Song is derived from a Harry Potter Wiki on the internet, I copied it simply into this here since I didn't want to write it all off. Any complains about the many capital Letters please not direct at me in that regard.
As a last minute remark: I have tried to write only the direct names in capital letters, I hope it improves the Fanfiction a bit. Further I have divided some of the sentences into different lines but I only begun that after I had done most of the chapter already.
I hope those who had problems so far will be pleased with this change to newer chapters but I won't go through all the work of changing the other two chapters who are already up, sorry. I further remind everyone that this isn't a bashing fanfic, there will be no evil Weasleys, no evil Dumbledore or anything, I will go by Canon where they are Protagonists, not Antagonists.