Trainer of Sorcery: New beginnings and the Sorcerer's Stone

Chapter 4: Night of the Visiting Dead

Viridian City, Late Night

Halloween Night

It was a month later that the four friends found themselves in Viridian City walking around on the streets. All around them kids were crying out in excitement as they ran from house to house to get candy and chased each other around to return pranks that were pulled. Feline, Winston, and Ariadne smiled and laughed as they watched the kids run around with the adults following as best as they could.

Harry was the only one not smiling. He didn't look around and he wasn't even seeing any of the fun that the others did. Inside he was angry and upset. Not because of something that his friends had said or did. It was because he was thinking about what had happened so many years ago on this night.

"Hahaha!" Ariadne laughed as she watched a little girl dump a cup of water down the shirt of a boy who was a couple years older than her. The boy cried out before turning around only to see the little girl giggle and stick her tongue out at him before running off with hi following.

"That was funny!" Ariadne said as she giggled.

"That it was." Feline said with a smirk on her face.

"I still don't see why you guys don't want to join in the festivities." Winston said with a pout and a longing look, "I haven't done anything like this for who knows how long."

"I don't really see the point in it." Ariadne said.

"I don't really believe in what this day is supposed to be." Feline said with a frown, "For that matter, I don't believe that all of this was the original meaning of it."

"It isn't." Harry said quietly, drawing their attention.

"What do you mean Harry?" Winston asked, confusion written on his face.

"All Hallows Eve was a day that the Ancient Druids believed that the veil between the Land of the Living and the Land of the Dead was the thinnest. That it was a day for spirits of the deceased to walk the earth. In order to hide so that the spirits might not possess them, they came up with the idea of masks to hide their identity to wear on this day." Harry said as he looked around with a slight sneer on his face that they could barely see and it made them pause.

"Harry. What is it?" Winston asked, "Is something wrong?"

"…No. Nothing's wrong." Harry said, though there was a slight hesitation and the sneer had disappeared.

"You're lying." Ariadne said, her eyes narrowing, "What is wrong. Don't make me have to ask again."

Harry looked at the three before sighing and walking off. The three followed him as he walked out of the city and a little way into the Viridian Forest. He found a small clearing that had a clear view of the sky and he sat down where the moonlight was glowing the brightest. Winston and Feline sat down in front of him and Ariadne sat beside him but turned slightly to face him.

"Do you guys really want to know?" Harry asked, his hooded eyes gleaming slightly from under the hood.

"Yes." Ariadne said, "You are too cheerful a person to suddenly become touchy about something like this without good reason."

A dry chuckle sounded from Harry as he looked each of them in the eye and said, "Nine years ago, this day, my parents were murdered. My mother fell right before my eyes."

His easy delivery of the line was made all the more impactful by the anger that edged it. The other three had wide eyes as they stared at him in shock.

"I still don't know why he did it, but on Halloween night, nine years ago, he came to the house where my family was staying. He destroyed the door and my father yelled to my mother to take me and run. She ran upstairs to get me, but father didn't last long and then man came after her. My young eyes watched as he told her to 'Stand aside, silly girl. I come for the boy. Stand aside and you will be spared.' My mother refused and begged for him to take her life but spare me. 'Take me but spare my son. Please.' But then he killed her too. Then he turned to me and the next thing that I remember is a bright green light."

There was a flash of white and Belle had come out of her pokéball to curl next to him in support. Harry stroked his hand across the Houndour's back as he took a breath.

"I don't even know my parents' names and the next thing I knew, I was being taken into a house. Someone had taken me from the ruins of my home and placed on a doorstep and left. I spent the next seven years playing slave for three animals in human form who claimed to be my aunt, uncle, and cousin. I cleaned the house top to bottom. I weeded the garden and painted the fence. I cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner for those three and was repaid with beatings and hurtful words. For the first four years that I lived with them, I believed that my name was Freak because that was literally all they called me."

By this time, his three friends were shaking in fury. They wanted nothing more to beat down those three 'relatives' of Harry's. Their Pokémon had also come out during the time that Harry was talking and they were vibrating with a fury that echoed their partners. And none of them knew it but there was another Pokémon sitting in the branches of a nearby tree whose fury put them all to shame.

"After three more years, when I turned eight, I was found by Mewtwo who took me in and gave me a home. He found out about what had happened to put me in the care of those…those…pieces of shit! And he told me so that I could know. He also found out who had placed me there and told me that it was likely that the lover of puppets would try to reconnect his cut strings. And as you know, I now have nine months before I get pulled back. But this is why I do not particularly like this night. Because of what happened that night. Though," He smiled as he looked up again from petting Belle, "If it hadn't happened, then I wouldn't have met you three. So I guess some good did come of it."

He stopped speaking then and the three moved over to him. Ariadne pulled him into her and Feline slipped to his other side, placing an arm around his shoulders. Winston stood behind him with a hand on Harry's shoulder. Harry's body shook as he cried and let it fall. The release of the emotions that he had been trying to hold in all night. After a bit, he settled down and felt tired. Before he could fall asleep, Winston caught his attention and their eyes met.

"Harry. From this moment on, the four of us are family. We will go with you when you are taken back. You won't be alone and when the time comes, we will bury those that hurt you like this."

Harry smiled in tired happiness at the looks of utter agreement on the faces of the three and said, "Thank you. All three of you. It feels good to have a family again." He stopped and then a sly smile settled on his face, "But I still prefer her over you." He said as he leaned back on Ariadne a little more.

His words made them go silent for a moment before Winston chuckled. This caused the other two to break out into laughter before all four of them were rolling around a little. Before long, the four of them stood up and made their way back to town still chuckling and with Ariadne and Harry standing a little bit closer than usual.

In the branches of the trees, the figure shrouded in black with a white head and a red area in between that resembled a scarf looked at the boy that had known such suffering and turned to look into the sky. It shot up and gave out a call. A few moments later a purple creature that looked like a crescent moon appeared and the two Pokémon began to talk.

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Pokémon Center Boarding Room

Viridian City Late Night

Harry was fast asleep when the dark figure slipped into the room. With it were two ghostly glowing figures and outside the window was the purple Pokémon it had spoken with. The two ghostly figures, one a man and the other a woman, slid forward quietly and touched Harry's head. A moment later they disappeared.

Harry groaned slightly as he sat up and saw himself in a small clearing. It was a bright meadow filled with wildflowers that he couldn't help but want to lay back down in. He smiled a bit before he realized that there were two people standing nearby. He turned and stared.

The first of the two was a tall man at about 5' 10" with messy black hair and black eyes that held a look of mischief to them. He stood there with a look that was a combination of pride and sadness. The woman next to him stood a few inches shorter at 5' 7" with long red hair down to the small of her back and made into a ponytail. Her eyes were the same emerald green that his own were and she looked like she wanted nothing more than to hold him.

"Who are you?" he asked though he had a thought.

"Harry. You've grown so much in the past years." The man said with a smile and a laugh, "Such strength at such a young age, the wizarding world won't know what hit them."

"Indeed." The red-haired woman said with a bright smile, "I don't know whether to cheer you on when you go back or feel a little sorry for them."

"Is it…really you?" Harry whispered, shock falling into place on his face before it morphed into a hopeful face.

"Yes Harry." The man said with a smile, "I'm James Charlus Potter, your father. And this is your mother. Lily Christine Potter."

For a moment, Harry didn't move and then he rushed across the area and, with a sob, he threw himself into their arms. He cried and cried as the two closed in and embraced him together between them. They stayed that way for a while before Harry wondered something.

"How?" Harry whispered, "You're dead. How are you here?"

"It seems that it was something of a collaboration effort." Lily said with a smile as her voice took on a lecturing tone, "Darkrai happened to overhear you tonight in the Viridian Forest and it was angered at what it heard you tell those other three, which I shall talk to you about that young girl later," His mother said with a frown as she looked at a sheepish Harry, "But he called for another Pokémon called Cresselia who then brought in Giratina. The three of them worked together to call us from the Land of the Dead in order to be able to talk to you tonight."

Harry stared at the two of them in shock. He had never heard of this happening before.

As he was reveling in this, there was a flash of light and Harry's shocked eyes beheld the Pokémon of Creation, Arceus. The magnificent creature turned its' eyes upon Harry and for a moment, the world was still. When it resumed, Arceus spoke.

"So you are the Human who has a such a future ahead of him. Truly you will have a long and painful journey before it is through. For that, I come to offer you a gift, though you will not be able to access it until you return to that world."

"A gift?" Harry asked in astonishment.

"Yes. We Legendaries have all heard from Darkrai about what you have gone through and will go through. Therefore, we offer you the ability to change into our forms should ever the need arise. As well as we will have Sir Aaron and his companion Lucario come in your dreams to teach more on the subject of Aura wielding." Arceus replied.

"You all are willing to grant me this? All this power? There has to be a catch here besides how long it will take to access it." Harry said.

"Yes, there is. The transformation ability will be rather taxing though it will get easier every time you transform. Other than that, there is nothing that we have been able to think of. Do you accept?" Arceus asked.

After a moment of thinking, Harry slowly nodded, "Yes Lord Arceus. I humbly accept this gift and hope that I will be found worthy of this trust."

Arceus smiled and gave off a bright light that quickly flowed into Harry. Harry gave out a gasp and his parents held him a little tighter to try and help him as the pain reached larger amounts until it disappeared. Arceus smiled as it said to Harry, "Tonight, you shall be left with your parents, but tomorrow night your training begins."

And with that Arceus disappeared and the meadow was silent for a few seconds before James turned to Harry and Lily and said, "Now what's this about a girl?"

And Harry began to haltingly tell his parents about Ariadne, his face red with embarrassment at the comments and words spoken as Green Day's "Wake me up when September Ends" played in the background.

Hello Everyone! Sorry it took a while for this to get done. Bad case of writer's block put together with work and school plus somehow losing the original copy can do that to a writer. But now it is done and you can rest assured that I will be continuing this even if it takes a while between updates. Thanks for reading and I please review if you feel the need to. And also, before anyone says anything about Giratina. He was the closest I could find to having anything close to power over death. Mainly because I didn't really think about Yveltal until the end just now and didn't feel like changing anything. Well, so long.

-Sundown17