Harry opened his eyes blearily, and immediately reached up to wipe them open.
That, of course, reminded him that he was attached to a fifteen year old girl. He wiped his eyes with his other hand, carefully leaving his other arm immobile so as not to disturb her sleep.
"Tempus." he groaned.
A helpful light told him it was 5 a.m.
"Great." he muttered. "I bet she's not a morning person either."
He carefully tried to extract his arm from her grasp, but she wrapped tighter aroumd him.
Ignoring the fact that his entire left arm was covered with a petite girl, carefully levitated her arms off of him, and slipped out of bed.
He sighed in relief and stretched. After his back cracked, he waved his hand towards himself, his clothes turning into a black set of robes. A few more charms had him cleaned and tidied, and he proceeded to walk to the bathroom.
He splashed some water on his face and cracked his neck when another person stepped in. It was a teen with black hair, save for a pink stripe, and a neutral expression. Following him was an energetic auburn headed girl with a white and pink outfit.
Harry's eyes met, and he saw something he couldn't help but empathise with. The same pain he had just encountered.
In that moment, the two strangers became brothers-in-arms.
"Harry Potter." Harry said, introducing himself with his hand outstretched.
"Lie Ren. I go by Ren." the other man said, accepting Harry's hand.
The moment passed and Harry left the bathroom, only to come face to face with his burd- friend Ruby.
"Good morning?" he offered.
He heard Ren behind him lean to see who his tormentor was, for future reference.
"You left." Ruby said. Her voice had a strange inflection, and Harry felt concern fill him.
For himself, that is.
She wrapped her arms around one of his, and he felt his circulation cut off.
"Uh, Ruby? My arm..." he tried.
When she didn't react, he sighed and performed another charm to force the blood to circulate. It was painful, but it stopped him from having to cut off his arm later.
It was always a pain to grow it back.
"You should probably get changed." he suggested. Luckily, she seemed to think this was good advice, and released him.
He tensed his fist a few times to try and make sure his arm was okay, and he felt Ren rest a hand on his other shoulder.
"Good luck." he wished.
Harry nodded, and walked away.
Line Break
A colorful group of people stood on a cliff, lined up on square patches in front of the Headmaster and Goodwitch, who was the combat professor.
To everyone else, Miss Goodwitch was providing vital information on how teams were formed, and discussing the objectives to succeed at initiation.
To be fair, Harry was half listening to her, and knew the important information. It's just that Ruby was the next closest panel to him, and her silver eyes had been locked on his form for the last few hours.
He almost hoped there was a chance to be teammates with someone else, but he doubted Ruby would leave him alone even if he did.
"And I thought I'd be honest." he groaned. "I should have just pretended to be an idiot from a backwater town, and forged my way in."
He was suddenly launched into the sky. While unexpected, since Ozpin's voice was a naturally slow and low pitched drone that could be hard to catch if you didn't pay attention, he didn't outwardly react.
In fact, he continued to slouch in a position that could be considered standing, even as he started tumbling and twisting in the air.
He flexed his magic and slowly floated down, still unmoving save his flipping and spinning.
Then, Harry heard a distant click. All at once, he realized the implications.
Ruby was just after him, and she was most likely headed straight for him.
With another casual display, black bat-like wings sprouted from his back, and he pushed himself into the treeline.
"Eye contact. Anyone but Ruby, or I'll never have a break." he whispered.
He dodged tree branches quietly, listening for sounds of other people. He heard an ominous rustling, and dived towards it
He came upon a giant snake, with a head on both sides. Ren was already fighting it, and a determined blast of pink energy destroyed one of the heads.
Harry dove into the other head, kicking it just below the head. A vicious chop accompanied by a cutting spell had the head removed.
Harry flipped through the air, his wings disappearing as he landed.
"Thank god, Ren. We are partners." he breathed in relief.
Ren shook his head. "It's too early to be relieved."
Harry nodded enthusiastically. "Right, the Grimm." he said.
Ren shook his head again. "No, my friend." he slumped as he prepared himself. "We will be in teams of four."
Harry's eyes widened as he realized this great truth.
The girl who had been with Ren before swung down from a tree, hanging by her feet and reaching out towards him.
"Boop." she said innocently.
Harry felt goosebumps as the echo of crashing trees was heard.
Perhaps it was the accompanying sniper rounds he heard, or the rose petals that started to brush him in the wind.
Arms wrapped around one of his, and he could recognize the feeling intimately, though it had just started yesterday.
"Hey Ruby." he tried to say casually.
Ren's expression indicated that he hadn't succeeded.
Ruby grabbed his face, and pulled him down. He wasn't too terribly tall, as his parents hadn't been. Even so, the small girl pulled him down to her level, and he couldn't stop himself from meeting her eyes.
"Mine." she declared.
He tried anyway. "But I already saw Ren."
He didn't see her scythe until it was out, and Ren suddenly looked like he might be missing those eyes.
"What color are his eyes?" Ruby asked innocently.
Harry instinctively tried to glance over, just to see the massive scythe was, in fact, blocking his vision.
"Er, brown?" he tried.
The scythe disappeared, and Harry was horrified to find a pair of pink eyes looking at him with pity.
"And mine?" Ruby asked.
Harry sighed. "Silver." he uttered.
"Mine." she said again, grasping his arm.
Harry couldn't help but smile. She may be horrifying, but she was still cute.
"All right." he conceded. "I guess you got me."
"You had wings!" the other girl said abruptly.
A glance at Ren had him with her name. Nora, he mouthed.
"Uh, yeah. I do that sometimes." Harry said. "Not a big deal."
"Are you a faunus?" Nora asked.
He shook his head. "No, it's an ability."
He didn't explain, but Nora seemed satisfied.
"We should head to the ruins." Ren suggested. Harry nodded.
Line Break
Harry was beginning to regret this visit after all. He had found a zealot with the first person he met, and he couldn't even entertain himself with combat, since everything he encountered was weak to magic.
He brushed his hand on what they called a Deathstalker, and cast a banisher at the bird Grimm, and they both died just like that.
Now he was locked into a team. Him and Ruby, and two girls named Pyrrha Nikos and Blake Belladonna.
They seemed okay. Pyrrha reminded him of how he was as a child, famous but uncomfortable with fame, and Blake was a quiet one. A reader, not very talkative.
Maybe it was the cat thing?
Harry brushed it off. The team was set. Team PRBP. Team Purple. Ozpin scowled at them when he said it, so Harry figured the name must have taken a while. They made him the leader, but he figured it was probably more out of actually needing someone who could do it, rather than a learning experience.
Yang was the leader of her team. Yang, Ren, Nora, and Weiss. Team Yellow, YLNW.
Come to think of it, Ozpin scowled at them too. They should just ignore the color thing to make it easier.
"Let's go by Team HRPB, Harpy. It sounds better." Harry suggested.
Pyrrha nodded, though Ruby and Blake didn't seem to hear his words.
"I see." he said. "I thought people used to respect religious figures." he said dramtically.
"Religious figures?" Pyrrha asked.
"He's a god." Ruby said suddenly. "He even has crazy awesome powers."
Harry pouted. "I like telling people Ruby. I do it so much more theatrically."
"What makes you think you're a god?" Blake asked skeptically, after closing her book.
She even raised an eyebrow.
"What makes you think I'm not a god?" he returned with a grin.
"You don't seem very godly." she said. "Or strong."
Harry put a hand on his chin and thought about it. "I wonder what I could do to prove myself that doesn't horrify or scar anyone." he thought aloud.
"You could make cookies?" Ruby suggested helpfully.
"That won't prove anything except that I can bake." he said dismissively. "I need something ridiculous."
The room fell silent. Harry continued thinking, while Pyrrha and Blake watched him.
"It's easier to prove that I'm immortal." Harry said. "And that I have otherworldly powers. Actual divinity is difficult to suggest."
"Why don't you just create life or something." Blake said dismissively.
"What, sentient life? That's irresponsible."
Blake frowned. "That doesn't sound very godly."
"Well I'm not gonna kill whatever I made, and it'd be weird to have some kid walking around with us or something." Harry argued.
"Is there semblances that control the weather?" he asked. "That's somewhat divine."
Pyrrha nodded. "Rare, but yes."
Harry groaned. "Alright, I'm bored. I hate trying to convince people anyway. Everyone always explains things away, especially when I use other powers."
He waved his hand and the room expanded, the beds as well. Another wave had the beds tuck into corners, and the center area sprouted a couch and coffee table.
"Woah." Ruby breathed.
Pyrrha looked impressed as well, as did Blake, though less so.
"Anybody want anything in particular?" he asked. "I can make whatever."
"What do you mean?" Pyrrha asked politely.
Harry chuckled. "I mean whatever. Name it, and it's here." he said.
He smirked and the room grew dark. His robe grew tattered and lightened to an old looking dusty gray. "Name your wishes." he said ominously. "I can make them all come true." he hissed.
"More cookies!" Ruby cried happily.
The room returned to normal, and his robe transformed into a pair of jeans and a loose black shirt. "Alright." he said.
A kitchen sprouted in the middle of the floor, and Harry got to work making another batch.
"He's kind of... eccentric." Pyrrha said. Blake nodded.
"It's not like he can actually grant wishes." Blake replied.
"Right?"