I don't own Fairy tail and Harry potter
As Laxus and Harry made their way back to Fairy Tail on foot, they shared stories, something about fighting and killing a demon created by the most evil wizard in existence bonded people. Harry supposed that a troll would also have similar results.
Harry learned about Laxus and his frustration with his grandfather. How he was never good enough for the standards set for him, and when he did exceed expectations, his accomplishments were passed off as average because of his grandfather. Harry learned of his frustration with those weaker than him always judging him, why did they get to say anything about him if they couldn't do half of what he could. Harry could understand Laxus's frustration, they were similar to his own.
Laxus quickly adapted to Harry's robotic speech and attitude. Harry shared his life with Laxus, to a point. He started when he woke up in the middle of nowhere up to facing off and killing the Reaper. Harry told Laxus the truth of his magic, which Laxus promised to keep to himself. Harry had to constantly restrain himself and hold back his true power, or he would become the target of a witch hunt.
When the two finally reached Fairy Tail, Laxus had grown attached to the kid, because of both his strength and his judgement free demeanor.
As Laxus walked into the guild hall, he had to shift slightly to dodge Natsu who had tried to 'sneak attack' him. Maybe if he wasn't a dragon slayer it might work, but then again, Natsu was a buffoon who would attack anything that moved.
"Good to see you back Laxus, the town's mayor has already forwarded your reward." Laxus was greeted by his grinning Grandfather, who waved at him with one hand while holding a mug of some alcoholic beverage in the other.
"Great, put it with the rest, this here is Harry and he wants to join, I'm going to grab another job and be right back." Laxus addressed the second part to Harry before making his way to the second floor, knocking out Natsu, who tried to jump him, on the way.
"So Laxus brought you to join the guild hm?" Makarov turned his eyes to Harry, who was decidedly younger than most of the brats he had running around at the moment. He looked like he was a year and two younger than Lisanna, who was the youngest of the bunch at the moment.
"I proved my strength to Laxus and he deemed me strong enough to join and that you would trust his judgement on the matter. All I had to do was procure a mark signifying me a part of the guild." Harry responded in a flat tone.
To those paying to what the boy was saying, they were shocked. Laxus called everyone weak, not stacking up to him, and thus was not well received when he came to the guild. And now this unassuming boy was saying that Laxus had called him strong. Makarov gave the boy a once over, he wasn't much, he was too skinny, and not very tall either. He wore baggy pants that had a thin layer of grime, probably from travelling, his shirt was the same, baggy and dusty. The boy's facial features were tight and thin, conveying no emotion. Makarov took note of the scar on his forehead, paired with the straight spiked midnight hair and made the safe assumption that Harry was a lightning mage like Laxus. His eyes were what caught Makarov's attention though, it was a look he had seen many times before. Eyes that had seen too much, been through too much. This boy had a past, Makarov was sure, and it was his duty to give the boy a home, he only hoped he wouldn't get a second member like his grandson.
"Then Welcome to the guild, Erza, bring me the stamp!" Makarov declared while raising his mug as the redhead got the stamp.
"Where do you want it and what color?" Makarov asked once he had the stamp, Erza stood off to the side, giving an appraising look to the small boy.
"Black with a green outline on my left shoulder blade." Harry said, removing his shirt, getting gasps out of everyone who saw the collection of scars across his back. Makarov was so busy staring that he forgot what he was supposed to be doing until Harry cleared his throat and got the elderly master to snap out of his thoughts.
"May I ask how you got these scars at such a young age?" he asked carefully, applying the mark as Harry had specified.
"I had a disagreement with some people." Was his answer as he slipped his shirt back on.
"I got a job Harry, you good here?" Laxus asked Harry as he jumped down from the second floor, his headphones rattling as he landed.
"I have acquired a guild mark, I am prepared to depart." Harry's robotic tone unsettled those around him.
"Good." was all Laxus said and the two of them made their way to the door.
"Laxus, I don't think you should be taking someone so young with you on an S-class quest, let him stay here and adapt to his new guild." Makarov said gently to his grandson, who just scoffed.
"I may have forgotten to mention, but I'm making him my apprentice, which means he comes on all my jobs, S-class or otherwise." Laxus called over his shoulder as the two let the guild not even an hour after they first arrived.
And that pattern continued for a year until the S-class trials rolled around again and the Master required Laxus to be a proctor.
During the week Harry was left in the guild, he faced numerous challenges from Gray and Natsu. When he didn't respond to their verbal jabs and direct challenges, they confronted him directly. Which resulted in Harry grabbing Gray by the face and slamming him into the ground before he could even register Harry moving, Natsu fared better as he covered himself in his fire, meaning Harry couldn't get to close, but one blast of green lightning to the face ensured the Fire dragon slayer took a nap for a good long while.
"Anyone else?" was all Harry had to say to those remaining guild members who watched his victory over two of the most promising mages in the guild at the same time. Harry was sure if Erza or Mira were present they would have taken him up on his challenge in a heartbeat, but as they were both trying for the title of S-class, no one else stepped up.
When Laxus came back with the others, he informed Harry about the newest S-class mage, a mysterious wizard called Mystogan. Harry simply shrugged and prepared his bag for another job.
After another year of training under Laxus and constant jobs to stay away from the guild, Harry was quickly becoming stronger and stronger. His lightning magic was his go to magic, only using his god slayer when no one anyone would mind being dead was present and his own life was in danger. Death visited Harry almost nightly, giving him lessons on his magic. Harry learned to train both his body and his mind, so he didn't lose his sanity to his god slaying magic. Harry also learned his magic wouldn't necessarily kill everyone it touched, it would act as a steady drain on their magic until they had no strength to fight. It was only when he pushed beyond that with his magic did things fall dead, completely drained of their life force.
When the S-class trials rolled around again, master called Laxus in for a private word before making his announcement of the candidates.
"Alright brats, listen up and listen good. There are eight candidates this year." Makarov called to everyone, quickly gaining their attention.
"First, Erza Scarlet." no surprise as the redhead had almost won the previous year.
"Mirajane Strauss!" again, nothing new
"Cana Alberona!" It seemed to Harry the master was simply using the candidates from last year who didn't win.
"Evergreen!"
"Bickslow!"
"Freed Justine!" Huh, all three of the new members Laxus actually thought were worth something in the guild.
"Macao Conbolt!" an old pervert who was past his prime.
"And finally, Harry Potter!" there was a surprise for everyone as Harry calmly took the stage. S-class trials weren't what he was expecting, but it beat waiting around the guild for Laxus the whole time.
"Cmon Gramps, he's only here like once a month, he can't possibly be good enough for S-class, and he's younger than me!" Natsu protested, but the master was quick to shoot him down.
"He spends all his time on S-class quests as it is, Laxus vouches for his skill, and I distinctly remember hearing he beat both you and Gray while he was here for the last S-class trials." Master countered, which deflated Natsu fairly quickly.
"Alright candidates, here are your instructions, you are all to meet me at the base of mount Hakobe in three days time, there the trials will officially begin." Makarov told everyone, then left the stage, presumably to go drinking.
"I fully expect to see you crush all of the others, at once if need be." Laxus to him in a cool voice. Harry had long adapted to Laxus's cold behavior when he was in the guild, he understood the reason behind it. It was all a front to keep others from judging the real him.
"Of course, anything less would be most unexpected." he answered back. Laxus then gave Harry a small nod and left for the second floor, most likely to prepare for his role in the upcoming trials.
When the three days had passed and the candidates met at the base of the mountain, Makarov was already waiting for them.
"Welcome my children, you are about to undertake in a rigorous trial, meant for only the strongest to come out victorious. I will digress, there have been years in the past where there was no victor, but it is on all of you to decide that." Makarov started his speech, which Harry largely ignored him until actual instructions began.
"Your first step to S-class is guarded by fierce competition. I have put everyone's name in a hat and will now draw matchups. Only the victor will continue onto the next stage of the trials." Makarov said, holding up a traditional top hat.
So this portion was about power and battle prowess, Harry was confident he could defeat everyone present in direct combat, but Erza and Mira would probably both require him to use his full power, and he had no idea what tricks Evergreen, Freed, and Bickslow had up their sleeves.
"First match, Macao vs Freed!" the master called and the two maged stepped forward. Harry knew this would be a fast match in Freed's favor, but it would give him time to scout the competition.
As Harry predicted, Freed passed easily, the second match was a shocker though, he didn't know Cana had it in her to defeat Evergreen, despite Evergreen and her eye trick that almost turned Cana to stone, but the young girl countered with a blinding light card, which disabled Evergreen long enough for Cana to hit her with a highly potent sleep spell.
"Third match!" the master called out while Harry pondered his options. He was most likely going to be facing either Mirajane and Erza, a good match that he looked forward too, but he would have preferred it happen later in the trial.
"Bickslow and Harry!" the master called, which made Harry sigh in slight relief, he wouldn't have to reveal his party trick just yet.
As Harry stepped into the circle with Bickslow, he quickly assessed what visible strengths the man had. He was tall and strong, easily enough to overpower Harry, and his wooden dolls made for good support, if he didn't manage to destroy them quickly. Then there were weaknesses, he was probably slow in his mismatched armor, and the helmet was both vision restraining and metal, which screamed target to Harry.
"Hope you know I'm not going easy on you just because you're a kid." Bickslow attempted to rile Harry up, but the remark just washed off the boy.
"And FIGHT!" the master called and Harry immediately jumped into action. Using a quick blast of lightning, aiming for the farthest of Bickslow's dolls. Bickslow was in too much shock at Harry's fast start to react and his doll took a direct hit. But Harry wasn't done there, he used the first doll he hit as a conductor to break his strike outwards to hit the other dolls at the same time, destroying all five in one blow.
"And now unless you have some other kind of magic, you're screwed." Harry told Bickslow in his toneless voice, then shot lightning at Bickslow, striking him clean in the helmet.
Bickslow was blown backwards and his helmet flew clean off his head and landed on the ground, smoking and starting to melt. Now that Harry saw Bickslow's face, he could understand why he kept it covered. Both because of the terrible haircut and the offputting tattoo smack dab in the middle of his face.
"Well, you're ugly." Was all Harry had to say, Bickslow growled and glared at Harry, who met his gaze, big mistake.
Harry felt his body begin to fight him, like someone was controlling him, and at least trying to. It didn't take a genius to figure out Bickslow's magic. Soul manipulation was the only magic that worked on both animate and inanimate targets. Harry was certainly impressed and slightly panicked, but he kept his cool facade and focused on the lightning in the sky. With a great pull on his magic, he called a bolt of green lightning clean down on Bickslow's head, knocking him out and giving him control over his limbs back.
"And Harry will be proceeding to the next round." the Master said cheerily before he realized who the only two left were.
Erza and Mirajane. The two most would argue were the most likely to win this years trials, most bets would probably fall through on this match.
"Now girls, don't kill each other." Master warned the two while backing up quietly, taking refuge behind a cluster of rocks. "Begin!" he yelled meekly from his spot and both Mira and Erza took of at each other, neither using magic, just swinging their fists at a rapid pace, both of them landing hits a multitude of times.
It was clear to Harry the two had fought many time before, but clearly not at the level where serious power was used.
"This'll be payback for last year, I'm taking S-class this year." Mira growled as she landed a hit on Erza's unarmored face, sending the walking armory flying back.
"No, this will simply be a repeat of last year. Requip, black wing armor!" Erza broke out the first magic of the duel, requipping into a suit of armor with large individual plates guarding her arms and legs, yet leaving her joints open to maintain mobility. Of course, there were the large reptilian wings that gave the armor its name.
"A little lift isn't going to help you Erza, I'll just drag you back to the ground!" Mira jumped up and grabbed Erza by the ankle and used gravity to slam her into the ground. Erza recovered quickly and threw several quick slashes at Mira, causing her to get a lang gash on her left arm before she could back up to the point where Erza's blade couldn't reach her.
"Is that all Mira, it looks like it won't even be a challenge for me this time." Erza mocked, causing Mira to growl.
"Takeover, Satan Soul!" Mira called and activated her signature takeover. Mira's Satan Soul gave Mira wings to keep up with Erza's flight armor, as well as gauntlets big enough to stop Erza's swords. The tail threw Harry off though, he had yet to see a demon on one of his quests with Laxus that had a tail.
Erza and Mira clashed again, spending a good ten minutes airborne sending crushing blows at each other at a rapid pace. Harry knew they both had one more trick move up their sleeve, and whoever was forced to use it first, was going to lose.
As it turned out, Erza was the one who took a powerful overhead blow that knocked her clean out of the sky, sending her crashing into the ground for a second time.
"Requip, Purgatory Armor." Erza growled and glowed as an underworldly armor covered her. It looked like a less armored version of her black wing armor with smaller wings, but Erza now carried a large club blade, and based off the power Erza was emitting, Harry was very glad he didn't end up facing her in the first round.
Erza jumped back up to where Mira was and took the offensive, landing several hard hits on the demon before Mira disengaged and started using spells.
"Darkness stream!" Mira called out and knocked Erza a solid ten feet back in the air before she recovered.
Erza jumped forward, trying to get in close again, but Mira was more than prepared.
"Soul Extinction!" Mira called out her strongest spell when Erza was close enough that she couldn't dodge or switch armors. Unfortunately, that also meant that Erza was close enough to land one last solid blow to Mira with her Purgatory blade.
The resulting explosion and landing of the combatants left massive cracks in the ground. Both Mira and Erza had reverted to the form they had started in. Both panting and out of breath, but
Harry was impressed nonetheless. Sure neither could beat Laxus, but they might be able to force him to use his dragon slayer magic. They would most definitely be able to beat him if he didn't use his god slayer magic.
"One last attack." Mira said to Erza, who nodded and raised her basic sword. Mira raised her right hand and wreathed it in black energy. The two charged each other and struck at the same time.
They both stood frozen for a second after they passed each other, extended from their last strike.
Until one of the girls collapsed.
Yup, thats where I'm ending it, because I'm mean. Next chapter will be the forming of the thunder gods tribe and catching up to the beginning of Fairy Tail cannon. It also may or may not include a sneak peak at the delusions of Dumbledore.
Note, as of now, I am thrilled with all the favs and follows, but a first review would be nice, even if it's just a good job and nice story would make me feel better about myself. Tear.
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