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A Grim Life
Harry Potter/Naruto
by Shinji the Good Sharer
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Chapter 3
Hogsmeade and Revelations
Harry used chakra to control his muscles and stick to the floor as he stood on his hands of the Shrieking Shack's personal Gymnasium. "Nine hundred ninety-nine… one thousand." He sighed before flipping back onto his feet.
It had been three weeks since he had begun training in Fureaton. He had already mastered ten jutsu and was capable of using in twelve more. Fureaton was similar to Katon jutsu, the only real difference was that it used super heated plasma instead of fire by ionizing the flames with lightning chakra. It was nowhere near as hot as Amaterasu flames but it was still quite effective for its uses. Or rather, his clones had mastered it while he trained his physical body along with Taijutsu and Kenjutsu training. He had even managed to create two special attacks to go with his Hoka taijutsu style. One of which used lightning to increase the power of his strikes and one that would use wind to add cutting force to his blows. He hadn't named them yet though.
His speed with handseals had accelerated too. Team seven had come for team training and Kakashi had asked him how fast he could do a jutsu. That had stumped him so they opted to give it a try with Suiton: Suiryūdan no Jutsu which had over one hundred and fifty handseals. With his Sharingan active he managed to complete the handseals in the time it took Kakashi to form ten of them, though he chalked it up to Kakashi not being able to access the full limits of the Sharingan since he didn't have the bloodline. Both Kakashi and Sasuke had stated that their Sharingan hadn't been able to keep up making Harry raise an eyebrow at them and opt to just shrug it off as them just needing to get more used to the bloodline.
Sasuke had tried to copy Harry's handseals and been frustrated that he couldn't. He was reminded by Harry and Kakashi that speed and skill had to be trained. The Sharingan allowed someone to copy another person's ability and use it, not use it as fast or as well as the one it was copied from. It also couldn't copy jutsu that didn't use handseals, bloodline jutsu, chakra control or physical attributes.
In other words you could copy all the skills and abilities someone else had and they'd still trounce you if they were stronger or faster than you. The main use of the Sharingan was the ability to analyze, learn and remember the flaws in an opponent's skills in order to defeat them. The ability to copy their abilities and add them to the user's own was actually just a side effect. A fact which made all of team seven other than Harry make impressions of fish.
Team seven hadn't come around for the last week since Harry had spent most of it blushing like a tomato. In preparation for his date, Harry's elves had seen fit to explain sex to Harry, embarrassing him to no end. He of course had known the basics of sex but now he had actually been told some of the more… exotic methods of it embarrassing him like mad.
Looking at the time Harry headed for the shower, he would need a bath to get rid of the sweat. Hagrid was in the living room with Madam Maxime, both of whom had shown up early to talk and get to know each other. They were only waiting on Narcissa to arrive and she was scheduled to arrive in one hour.
Both half giants, he would admit, looked quite spiffy in their outfits. Madam Maxime, or Olympe as she insisted Harry call her, wore a baby blue dress with no straps or shoulders which was held up by the tension her sizable cleavage caused. It pooled around her ankles and the bust was designed to make the cloth look like fanning feathers that arched over her breasts modestly.
Hagrid was in a privately tailored Italian suit. It was completely authentic since Harry had actually taken him to Italy to get it made. He had gone with a gray slash pinstripe suit with a red and gold tie and a matching handkerchief in the breast pocket. The black Italian leather shoes, size twenty-eight EEE of course, were made by a cobbler that Amira swore by which Harry had also taken Hagrid to.
Taking off his clothes, Harry looked at himself in the mirror. His body was muscular after so much training. Washboard abs and coiled muscle were distributed all along his body evenly giving him broad shoulders and eliminating almost all his baby fat. Iymithra, Ssapdril and Nauris all tended to giggle when teaching him about sex and when he asked why they pointed at his genitals and said something about Homo-Equidae. He had no idea what centaurs had to do with his male anatomy but resolved to ignore it as irrelevant.
As he stood under the shower with magically heated and scented water running down his body Harry felt his muscles slowly relaxing under the massaging touch of Iymithra who got in behind him. He leaned back resting his head between her large breasts as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. They stayed like that for a good ten minutes before Iymithra let him go and they resumed washing each other's bodies. In a cautious but rather bold move for him, Harry paused in his washing of Iymithra's body to experimentally give her breast a squeeze. His reward was a slight moan of approval but nothing else as they continued washing each other. Iymithra got out of the shower a few minutes before Harry to get into her armor.
When Harry came out of the bathroom he had a towel around his waist. Dropping the towel he froze when he heard a gasp and sensed a small, almost negligent chakra signature that he would have missed by subconsciously dismissing it entirely until it gave an aggressive action. Mentally sighing, he braced himself for the reaction and put his emotionless mask in place.
Turning, he looked a very beautiful blonde woman. Her breasts were quite obviously DD-cups which bounced and swayed when she moved with only a hint of sag. Her dress was white and held up only by a strip of the fabric looping around her neck. He noticed that her breasts were covered only by fine lace embroidery and the neck line plunged to just above her pubic region. Her back was exposed and the fabric hugged her hips before fanning out around her long legs to show only the tips of her French cut stiletto heel shoes. Long blonde hair was let loose as she stared at him and dropped her matching purse to the floor with a stunned look. The large diamond ring he had made her glittered in the noon-day light along with the necklace he had gotten her which dangled between her breasts.
Forcing himself to ignore how 'active' his male anatomy became as he looked the beautiful woman over, Harry forced his mind to grasp on her identity. "Welcome Narcissa dear. It is quite a surprise to see you waiting for me in my bedroom though." He said with a raised eyebrow making the woman flush down to her navel.
"I arrived early and thought it prudent to help you choose your attire for our date." She replied primly. It did nothing to hide her flush though which slowly returned to normal as she looked at him and licked her ruby red lips. "Would you rather I leave?"
Quite a bit of Occlumency was needed to keep Harry from blushing and looking away from the beautiful woman. "Would you rather stay?" he countered making her blush as he walked closer to her.
Narcissa Malfoy was doing something she couldn't remember doing since she was five and learned where babies came from, she was stuttering. This young man, no older than thirteen was godlike in his body with a manhood that rivaled those in her hidden Playwitch magazines under her bed at home, was making her stutter like a Hufflepuff getting her first kiss. She backed up and found herself against the wall as he leaned up to her, put his hand behind her neck and boldly pulled her down into a kiss.
To her shock she found herself kissing back. Something was wrong though. She heard shifting about and opened her eyes to see… a second Harry Potter standing perfectly dressed as he did up his tie?! The world seemed to swirl as the Harry Potter she had been kissing faded from sight. "What… where… how… huh?!" she muttered looking confused.
"An illusion… a weak one though." Harry said while straitening his tie and mentally thanking Fleur for drilling it into his head on how to tie it. "I put you under the illusion as soon as I came out of the bathroom. I don't know you well enough to let you see me nude. It's nice to know you wanted to help me dress though."
Intrigued, Narcissa looked at Harry. "How did you do it? I didn't see you use wand movements or anything even remotely obvious. I could even taste your tongue and feel the moisture on your skin."
Holding his arm out for her to take Harry shook his head. "It's a well kept trade secret and clan ability. I'm afraid that you wouldn't be able to use it anyway. Beyond the age of ten it becomes difficult to begin developing and after sixteen it becomes completely impossible to develop the skill. Perhaps later on in our lives I will give you the ability. We shall wait and see." He said calmly.
"But you said that after the age of sixteen it wasn't possible to develop the ability. How would you give me the chance to do it?" Narcissa asked with a confused stare.
A frown crossed Harry's lips as he sighed. "I see. It seems that Dumbledore and Snape are trying to suppress my true age. I wouldn't expect anything less from a control freak like Dumbledore."
Blinking at the 'Golden Gryffindor in Slytherin Robes' as the Daily Prophet called him, the woman on his arm looked at the young man. "What? Are you fourteen, or possibly going on sixteen?"
"No, Dumbledore doesn't want people to know that he's just a child compared to the truly powerful. No more of consequence than Voldemort or his Death Eaters. Empires rise and fall over the millennia. It's the way of things. If people found out that I am so much older than Dumbledore they might begin to wonder if he really is as powerful as the rumors he encourages say he is." Harry told her making her shiver slightly at his monotone. "The fact of the matter is that I am somewhere in the vicinity of 200,000 years old. I merely regress my age and 'grow back up' when I need to or when I feel like starting over."
Gaping at the 'boy' before her, Narcissa stared at her date for the evening. "You're telling me that… You're… You're…"
Harry glanced at Narcissa with a raised eyebrow. "Immortal? Yes, that's what it says in my personal file. It's been verified through a consensual viewing of my memories. A change or two to my looks here, an alteration to my age there and I have a 'whole new life' ahead of me while I improve and train myself." Waving his hand before his eyes he used a minor form of Henge to turn them green like Lily Potter's before waving his hand again returning them to black. "It's not that difficult." He summarized.
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The group appeared in the apartment Harry used as a floo way station. Letting go of the portkey they left the apartment and walked into a large village. Many people were speaking in Japanese as they walked around. Konoha was once a part of Japan, however when the warring state period began Senju Tamura had used a powerful Fidelus charm to hit the small group of countries from the outside world.
It didn't mean they were isolated. In fact several companies like the Gatou Corporation would often take care of trade though mostly their trade was drugs or slaves. It was one of the reasons the Yakuza and Triads were so hard to get rid of, they weren't actually based in Japan or China, their main bases were on the islands of Kirigakure where the Mizukage happily let them do anything they wanted as long as he got a cut.
Harry's company had changed that and advanced Konoha's technological, financial and military capability. The result was that it was starting to look less like a ninja village and more like a ninja city. ANBU tower was set to be the first completed sky scraper within a year thanks to the dwarves and goblins. Wards had even been put up surrounding the village completely under a modified goblin Fidelus that would hide the village from anyone that wasn't meant to be there. In fact the only way in was with an escort who already knew the location and the only way to get one of those was by owl.
Several other villages had prepositioned the goblins for such wards and were subsequently turned down in favor of continuing their banking and warding in the magical world and Konoha. The reason they were here was simple, the club he had been getting set up was nearly finished and they were there to get to test the dinner and dancing as a private party for their date. When they got to the market district Harry looked at the others. "Welcome, to Konohagakure no Sato, also known as the Village Hidden in the Leaves. This is my home."
"Blimey Harry, this place is beautiful." He said looking at the giants, goblins, veela, centaurs and humans living in perfect harmony. He eyed the forest and saw several giants standing guard in huge versions of Harry's vest complete with forehead protectors.
A slight smirk met Harry's lips for a split second. "In this village, all are equal. Titles are just that, titles. We have nobles and such things, my clan and the Hyuuga in particular are considered noble clans because of certain reasons."
Maxime looked at Harry curiously. "What would zose reasons be Monsieur 'arry?" she asked getting the other's attention.
Looking at the others for a few seconds, Harry frowned before unsealing his wand from his palm. "I'm going to need an unbreakable oath that you will never tell, write, or otherwise reveal this information to ANYONE outside the village without my permissions before I can tell you that." He held out his wand, point first. Fleur had made him do this when he had seen her 'birth mark' through his crystal ball which was actually a tattoo of a rose that she had in a very interesting place. She didn't want her parents to know she had a magical tattoo that would bloom more as she neared orgasm.
Narcissa instantly held out her wand and put the tip to Harry's wand. "I, Narcissa Marie Malfoy ne Black, do hereby swear on pain of losing my magic and life to never reveal the information Harry James Potter will tell me without his express permissions in any way, shape or form." A blue flash of magic surrounded them both before fading.
Madam Maxime was next as she held up her wand and touched it to Harry's. "I, Olympe Miriam Maxime, do solemnly swear zat all ze information 'arry James Potter gives to me shall never be revealed to anyone ozer zan zose 'e personally auzorizes on ze pain of loss of ze magic and Deaz." She said and a second flash of blue light surrounded them.
Hagrid looked at the women nervously before holding up his umbrella and touching it to Harry's wand. "I, Rubeus Alexander Hagrid, do so swear 'at I won' ever reveal none o' what Harry tells meh 'bout this place in any way on pain 'o losing meh magic an meh life." A blue flash surrounded the two men before fading and Harry sealed his wand away.
"In certain families and clans there exist unique powers called Kekkai Genkai, or bloodline limits. Hereditary powers which exist only within that clan or family. There exist two types of bloodline limits. Bloodline limits and Advanced Bloodline Limits. The Hyoton bloodline limit would be a good example of a normal bloodline limit. Any of us can manipulate water or ice if we train properly and learn how but they can do it naturally and to a greater extent than anyone else, somewhat like a person having a natural talent for a specific type of spell to where they can do it better than others easily. Advanced bloodline limits are specific powers that nobody else can do in any way shape or form, the powers can't even be cloned because one must be born with the ability naturally." Harry explained as they began walking again.
After several moments of thinking, Narcissa looked at Harry. "What is yours?" she asked making Harry and the other's look at her. "What is your bloodline limit?"
Smirking slightly Harry's eyes turned red with three black tomoe. "Mine is an advanced bloodline limit called the Sharingan or Copy Wheel Eye. It allows me to see through any illusion or deception, even your movements are slowed down to the point that you seem to be standing still to me. It also allows me to instantly copy and memorize any skill or ability I see even once as long as it's not another bloodline limit and I can even cast powerful illusions on other people with it or control minds." He said as his eyes returned to black. "There are other abilities to it but that is a clan secret and I can't tell anyone that isn't part of the Uchiha and I haven't chosen to unlock them. Most of the abilities everyone here uses make the unforgivables look like minor accidental magic though so I suppose it's not that impressive, mine are just more potent."
While looking at Harry, Narcissa raised an eyebrow. "Any ability or skill?" she asked her date with a raised eyebrow only to blush and gape as a three foot long tongue came out of his mouth and licked her bottom lip before licking his own lips and disappearing back into his gullet. She almost looked ready to faint from all the blood rushing to her head.
"Yes dear… ANY ability or skill." He said with a teasing smile. In truth he had no idea why the ability to lengthen his tongue made girls and women blush. The elves had said he wasn't ready to learn about that yet but it was funny as hell to watch them blush when he did it! Even Madam Maxime and the veela around them were blushing. Maybe that was why Orochimaru came up with it. It was an entertainment gold mine!
Eventually they made it to the club and Harry raised an eyebrow at the name. "Flottge de Feuille? Tres ruse." Madam Maxime said as Harry activated his Sharingan. This would be a perfect opportunity to copy at least a little French so he could figure out what them hell Fleur and her friends were always giggling about when they started talking in French and giggling at him.
Inside the rookie nine, their sensei, team Gai and several others were enjoying themselves as well as several most of the village council. Danzo, Homura and the dog girl weren't invited. Almost all the facilities were completed and they were just waiting for the VIP rooms and security stations to be completed. Harry took his time introducing Narcissa, Hagrid and Madam Maxime to the others. They were, understandably confused when Harry introduced them to Naruto five separate times to different people. "Naruto's bloodline allows him to exist in several bodies at the same time, though each body exists independently from the others." Harry explained and they seemed to understand… sort of.
Fleur was there and Harry made a Kage Bunshin to be her escort as well as one for Kurenai and Gabrielle much to the shock of his date and guests. Anko had brought Ibiki who was the head of the torture and interrogation division of ANBU. Amira had chosen Jareth as her date and both were happily chatting in a secluded corner. Sasuke, interestingly enough brought a civilian girl he had met named Fuma Sasame. Apparently they had been penpals for a while through the academy penpal program. Ino and Sakura were glaring at the poor girl with enough killing intent to… well their killing intent sucked but he didn't want to say that and make them start bitching.
The rest of the day was filled with flirting, dancing and a few stolen kisses. Harry had even managed to catch Sasuke and Sasame necking in a corner under a genjutsu to make them look like they were watching the others and brooding. A brief make-out session with Narcissa was enjoyed after they had danced and Harry used his ability to use high level Genjutsu to hide their actions. The music and laser lights played as they ate and all around spent an entertaining time chatting and socializing.
Arriving back at the shrieking shack Harry took the time to invite Narcissa inside. It was just starting to get dusk so she agreed. They sat around and talked watching the sun set through the huge bay window before using the floo to head to Harry's estate. Both were tired and Narcissa didn't feel like heading home. Harry went to sleep that night with Narcissa cuddled into his right side and Iymithra into his left.
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Harry woke the next morning to long blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes. "Mmm… morning Narcissa. Did you sleep well?" he asked and got a smile in return before the old woman curled up into his side with her head on his shoulder.
"I usually don't do this. I hope you don't think me a scarlet woman for sleeping here tonight, I just didn't want to sleep in an empty house again." She whispered.
Relaxing and wrapping his arms around Narcissa's hips he sighed. "I don't. Iymithra used to have horrible nightmares before she began sleeping with me. It's actually nice to wake up next to someone every morning. Besides, we can mess with Draco's mind if we tell him about this." He smirked.
Narcissa gave a small chuckle at that and kissed Harry before sighing. "I wish we didn't have to get up but you need to get to school." She said with a tired sigh.
"Not really." Harry said with a shrug. Unsealing his wand he made his usual Kage Bunshin requirements and sent them off to do their respective duties with one of them taking his wand for classes. Yawning he stretched and looked to the blonde woman. "Breakfast dear?" he asked making Narcissa's smile light up the room.
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Hogwarts was buzzing about an attack when Harry's clones arrived. One was visible and the others were using Meisaigakure no Jutsu to walk about freely. Apparently, Sirius Black had attacked the Gryffindor entrance by slashing the portrait guarding it of a fat lady. "Where were you during Hogsmeade Harry? Tracy and I looked all over for you."
"Narcissa and I went to a muggle club to eat and dance. Then she came to my home and spent the night." Harry said while taking a bite of the Belgian waffles Nippy had provided for him and the other clones.
Draco's eyes snapped to Harry's face as he looked at the other boy angrily. "How dare you say such a thing about my mother?! When I tell her of this you'll… what's this?" he asked when the clone handed him a box.
Not looking up the clone kept eating. "Your mum asked me to give that to you when we woke up this morning. Something about forgetting to send it earlier." Harry said easily as he took another bite of his waffles with whipped cream and strawberry topping while ignoring Draco fuming at the box of sweets. It was here that Hagrid arrived.
Dancing to music only he could hear, Hagrid swayed back and forth looking for all the world like he was walking on air. Everyone, especially Dumbledore and Flitwick, looked amused at the sights of the big man waltzing by himself up the great hall. When he got to Harry he stopped and flashed a stupid looking grin. "I wan'ed to thank yeh fer settin' be up with Olympe las' nigh' Harry. 'ow did yer date wit Narcissa go?" he asked making everyone's eyes snap to Harry as if they just realized that he might not have been joking.
"It was fine. She's a bit grabby in her sleep but then again so am I, I'm told." He answered while looking the big man over and noticing his rumpled clothes. "I take it your own date went along well?"
The half-giant flushed a bright red and nodded looking embarrassed. "Yeh migh' say that Harry. She said we shou' do it again some time." He confided.
A nod was Harry response as he finished the bite of waffle in his mouth before swallowing and turning back to Hagrid. "I was thinking of spending next Christmas taking in the King of Fighters Tournament in Japan if you would like the go. The best fighters in the world will be competing and I have been thinking of entering for almost a year now."
Most of the muggle-born and half-bloods gasped. The King of Fighters Tournament was known to be the most violent and brutal of all martial arts competitions. Kyo Kusanagi and Terry Bogard won almost consistently ever since the rumors of Terry managing to take down the supposed unbeatable Wolfgang Krauser. Several professors including Dumbledore were choking on their food for a moment or two before Dumbledore spoke up in an authoritative tone. "I'm afraid I can't allow that Harry."
With a calm and emotionless look on his face Harry looked at the old man. "You say that like anything you say or do will have a bearing on my decision. Legally, not only am I an adult but I'm also not a citizen of Brittan or the Magical world. That means that you quite literally have no authority over me. Exactly how aren't you going to 'allow' me to do anything?"
To most it would have been extremely fast but to Harry or even a normal Genin Dumbledore's draw was slow and clumsy. By the time Dumbledore had his hand around the handle of his wand Harry was already behind him with the blade of a kunai at the old man's throat. "On this blade is a poison with no antidote or cure. Even if you survive it the resulting damage to your body would cause massive organ failure inside of ten days killing you in the most excruciating way possible over the course of those ten days. So, are you going to remember your place or do I finish you now? And do remember, even phoenix tears won't cure a severed head."
Careful not to make any sudden movements Dumbledore moved his hand away from his wand. "Good boy." Harry said and took the old man's wand before sealing it into his palm with a flick of the wrist. "I think I'll keep this. Do have a good nap Professor." With that Harry firmly struck the old man over the head with the blunt ring on the end of the kunai knocking him out and sending him face first into his food. "No challenge, pathetic." He said before walking out of the great hall with the rest of the clones following still completely invisible.
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On Friday, Lupin came to Harry for another vial of the serum. The weather was starting to darken with ominous clouds while and Harry was training on the far end of the Hogwarts Lake when Lupin arrived. Narcissa was sitting with a parasol over her just in case while Harry's clones were practicing Fureaton jutsu when Harry had sensed Lupin's chakra signature nearing them.
He took the time to dispel his clones and sit with Narcissa as Iymithra stood off to the side invisible and down wind. The man walked through the clearing and saw a sweating Harry toweling off as Narcissa sat watching him and offering him some bottled water. "Hello Narcissa, you're looking well. Harry, why aren't you at lunch?" he asked.
Harry raised an eyebrow at the man curiously. "What make's you think I'm not?" he countered making Remus give him a queer look since nobody knew about his clone ability at the school except Hagrid. "Why have you come to my residence Professor Lupin?"
"I need another vial of the serum." He said calmly. "Professor Dumbledore also asked that I get his wand back from you." The werewolf chuckled nervously.
With a raised eyebrow, Harry looked at the cursed man before standing and helping Narcissa up. "Let me show you something, Professor." He said and unsealed his wand before picking up a small stone and tapping it. "Portus." The boy intoned making the rock glow before it returned to normal. "Iymithra, please head to the estate and key Professor Lupin into the wards." The soft pop made Lupin jump slightly as he realized he hadn't noticed a house elf around. Harry held out the stone and when Lupin and Narcissa were touching it he tapped it again making a sudden tugging sensation happen behind their navels.
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They appeared in a massive room with a high ceiling and a stained glass window. All around them were wands. Each one was in a specific place. There were wands from both men and women along with numbers of skull-like masks or other memorabilia resting on aisles below them making Lupin gape. "Each of these wands is from one of those I've killed myself, ensured the death of or otherwise defeated." He said calmly. "As you can tell, many of these are from Death Eaters." He said.
Lupin had gone stark pale as he looked at the huge collection of wands and items. There were wands of all sizes and designs filling the room. A lot of them had masks over them while others had Auror cloaks or invisibility cloaks over them. Some even had a severed head preserved over them and each one had a plaque with the person's name, race, age and skills along with the wand's size, weight, wood, core and what they were best for. "How many are there?" he asked Harry while he and Narcissa stared in awe.
"At last count, eighteen hundred fifty-seven wands, fifty-eight forehead protectors and a perfectly preserved basilisk." Harry answered and began walking down through the aisles toward a spiral staircase in the center of the cavernous room. "We are currently in the enlarged basement under my estate approximately seven hundred meters below sea level." He explained while leading them down the staircase past numerous catwalks and platforms holding aisles of displays and doors which obviously led to other storage rooms for other trophies.
When they got to the bottom floor Harry walked down the isle to a display case that had four wands in it with no other memorabilia and a large stuffed basilisk guarding the large case in it's coils. A sad look came over Harry's face as he looked at the two wands on the left. The first was reed thin and a pale cream colored wood while the second was a longer and deeper earthy brown. Lupin and Narcissa stepped closer to read the plaques below them from left to right.
Name: Potter-Evans, Lily
Born: 30 January 1960
Died: 31 October 1981 at the age of 21
APPEARANCE
Eyes: brilliant green and almond-shaped.
Hair: dark red, long and thick.
Distinguishing features: very pretty.
FAMILY & FRIENDS
Ancestry: Muggle-born witch .
Mother: A Muggle, died before 1981.
Father: A Muggle, died before 1981.
Husband: James Potter; they married very quietly sometime between summer of 1978 and fall of 1979. Sirius Black was their best man. James was killed the same night as Lily, 31 October 1981, by Lord Voldemort at Godric's Hollow.
Siblings: An older sister, Petunia (Evans) Dursley.
Location of childhood home: Near Spinners End in a rundown industrial area of Northern England.
Childhood: According to Petunia Dursley, their parents were delighted to discover that Lily was a witch.
Affiliations: Slug Club, Order of the Phoenix.
HOGWARTS
Years: 1971 - 1978.
House: Gryffindor.
Awards: Head Girl her 7th year at Hogwarts.
SKILLS, MAGICAL DEVICES, ETC.
Wand: Willow, ten and one fourth inches with a core of unicorn hair.
Skills: Charms and Potions.
Unusual abilities: one of the few members of the Order of the Phoenix to defy Voldemort personally three times and survive, seer.
Gringotts' Vault: 687
Name: Potter, James H.
Born: 27 March 1960
Died: 31 October 1981 at the age of 21
APPEARANCE
Eye color: Hazel; wore glasses.
Hair color: Black, untidy, sticks up in the back; at 15, he had a habit of deliberately messing it up even further to make it look windswept, as though he'd just gotten off his broom.
Manner: bold, confident; at age 15, he was arrogant and somewhat cruel.
FAMILY & FRIENDS
Ancestry: Both his mother and father were wizards. Either his mother or father had been fairly direct descendents of Ignotus Peverell, the original owner of the Invisibility Cloak Deathly Hallow; other than that, JKR has said that James's parents are not terribly important to the story.
Mother: Died between 1978 and 1981. She was elderly, even by wizarding standards, and died from a wizarding illness. There is "nothing sinister" about her death.
Father: Died between 1978 and 1981. He was elderly, even by wizarding standards, and died from a wizarding illness. There is "nothing sinister" about his death.
Wife: Lily (Evans) Potter; killed 31 Oct 1981 by Lord Voldemort at Godric's Hollow. Lily and James were married very quietly sometime between summer of 1978 and fall of 1979. Sirius Black was their best man.
Siblings: None. Sirius Black ran away from home and moved in with the Potters after his sixth year at Hogwarts.
Childhood: "Very pampered." His elderly parents "had-him-late-in-life-so-he's-an-extra-treasure, as often happens, I think." According to sources.
Family circumstances: The Potters were extremely wealthy; James did not need to have a well-paying job.
HOGWARTS
Years: 1971 - 1978.
House: Gryffindor.
School awards, etc.: Head Boy, seventh year at Hogwarts, prefect in sixth year.
School penalties: Reputation for being a troublemaker, rule breaker.
Devices: Created Marauder's Map with Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew.
Quidditch: Gryffindor Chaser, Quidditch Cup winner.
SKILLS, MAGICAL DEVICES, ETC
Wand: Mahogany, eleven inches with a core of dragon heartstring.
Other devices: Invisibility cloak; Marauder's Map, created in last 2 years at Hogwarts.
Organizations & affiliations: Order of the Phoenix; Gryffindor Quidditch team Chaser.
Career: Inherited plenty of money, so he didn't need a well-paid profession. Both he and Lily defied Voldemort, who wanted them to be Death Eaters, and became fulltime members of the Order of the Phoenix after they finished school.
Field: Transfiguration
Animagus: Stag (unregistered Animagus) since his fifth year at Hogwarts.
Gringotts' Vault: 687
Both wands were cared for and put in a special place of honor which made them look almost revered. The two on the right however looked somewhat like the other wands in the museum. Each had a single stand for the wand, not unlike those of Japanese tanto swords, holding them with a plaque on the wall behind them. The first was bone white with a strange hook ended handle while the second was longer with several notches and pits in the length somewhat like the nests of a paper wasp. Narcissa and Lupin both leaned in and read the plaques.
Name: Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr. AKA Lord Voldemort
Born: Dec. 31, 1926
Died: N/A
Name source: Tom's mother lived long enough to name him 'Tom' after his father, 'Marvolo' after his grandfather.
Other names: 'Lord Voldemort,' 'You-Know-Who,' 'He Who Must Not Be Named,' 'The Dark Lord,' 'T.M. Riddle' (on diary), 'Tom.' Dumbledore says that Tom began using "Lord Voldemort" a few years after he began his schooling at Hogwarts.
Other name meaning: 'Voldemort'= flight from death (French).
FAMILY
Ancestry: Half-blood; descendent of Salazar Slytherin.
Mother: Merope Gaunt, who died in London one hour after giving birth; she was a descendent of Salazar Slytherin.
Father: Tom Riddle, a Muggle from the village of Little Hangleton who abandoned Merope because he discovered she was a witch; described as anti-magic, rich, snobbish & rude.
Childhood: 1926-1938, Raised in a Muggle orphanage in London. Orphanage was clean, but meager: a bare courtyard and grim, square building surrounded by high railings. Head matron was Mrs. Cole. Mrs. Cole recalls that he was an odd baby -- he rarely cried, and as he got older he appeared to cause "nasty" things to happen to the other children and to pets around the orphanage. Also stole things: a yo-yo, a silver thimble, and a harmonica ('mouth organ') according to an interview with Albus Dumbledore in 1971.
Paternal grandfather: Mr. Riddle, also of Little Hangleton.
Maternal grandfather: Marvolo Gaunt, a descendent of Salazar Slytherin.
Aunts, Uncles: His maternal uncle was Morfin Gaunt.
Siblings: None.
Children: None.
Pet(?): Large snake named Nagini.
APPEARANCE
As a 16-year-old Tom Riddle: described as having jet black hair; "tall, black-haired boy"; "handsome"; "dark" eyes.
Distinguishing features: long fingers; high-pitched, cold laugh.
Voldemort in his late 20s: When Voldemort visited Dumbledore about 10 years after leaving school, he was no longer handsome. His deathly pale face looked "waxy and oddly distorted, and the whites of the eyes had a permanently bloody look" according to Albus Dumbledore.
HOGWARTS
Years: 1938-1945; fees paid by Hogwarts assistance fund.
House: Slytherin.
Artifacts: Diary created in 1943 at the beginning of his 6th year. Dumbledore noticed that Tom liked to collect trophies: things he had taken from his victims, or stolen outright.
Awards, etc.: Prefect (1942); Medal for Magical Merit; gold shield-shaped award for "Special Services to Hogwarts" kept in the trophy room; Head Boy (1944).
Excelled in studies: According to Dumbledore, "He was one of the most brilliant students Hogwarts has ever seen".
WAND, POWERS, ETC.
Wand: yew wood, thirteen and one half inches long, core consists of one feather from a phoenix owned by Albus Dumbledore.
Skills: Parselmouth, Legilimens.
Boggart: Death, which he sees as something shameful according to Albus Dumbledore.
KNOWN VICTIMS
Moaning Myrtle (indirectly by Basilisk), his father & grandparents, Hepzibah Smith, Frank Bryce, Susan Bones' grandparents, Lily and James Potter, Gellert Grindelwald.
Both Lupin and Narcissa looked at Harry when they saw the last name. "I thought Professor Dumbledore killed Grindelwald. How could Voldemort have done it?" he asked.
"Several of the Death Eaters whose wands are here were captured and tortured for information on the other Death Eaters and Voldemort. One named Avery admitted to helping Voldemort lure Dumbledore and Grindelwald together. While the two dueled, Voldemort used a killing curse from behind Grindelwald to kill him. Dumbledore took the credit and when Voldemort tried to take the credit for killing Grindelwald, Dumbledore labeled him the next Dark Lord. From then on Voldemort became a hunted and wanted man and turned deeper to the Dark Arts to survive resulting in his insanity due to over exposure to dark magic." Harry told them. "In effect, everything that has happened was directly Dumbledore's fault and every death, murder and rape can be laid at his doorstep."
Narcissa looked at Harry in shock while Lupin fell to his knees looking numb. "When did you begin to suspect him?" she asked. Her eyes were intent on Harry's when she managed to ask her question.
Harry sighed. "I first suspected in my first year. When Hagrid took me to Diagon alley he had been sent by Dumbledore himself and had the key to my vault. It was too suspicious that someone I had never met would have something that so blatantly belonged with me without question. He also knew exactly where to find me at all times which was suspicious as well." He told them while looking at the wands in the case. "I became certain when I was able to tell he was lying my first year as he tried to forbid me to train which is why I rarely go into the castle myself any longer. The testimony of three different Death Eaters and the fact that the only lethal curse Dumbledore had on his wand was a vanishing charm means that he vanished Grindelwald's body so he could assume the role of leader of the light and take over. I suspect he plans on trying to do the same with me. Fortunately I am too far out of his league for him or Voldemort to be actual threats."
Everyone looked at the wand in the case ominously. It was the most powerful and famous wand in history, the Elder wand. On the plaque behind it was a simple description.
Name: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Birth: July 10, 1881
Death: N/A
SKILLS, DEVICES, ETC.
Wand: The Elder Wand, one of the three Deathly Hallows, fifteen and one fourth inches long with a core of gorgons blood and phoenix tears.
Other devices:
- Put-Outer, aka Deluminator
- Watch with twelve hands and little planets instead of numbers
- Mirror of Erised
- unnamed delicate silver instruments [suspected to be illegal monitoring devices)
- Pensieve
Skills:
- Alchemy
- Transfiguration
- Legilimency
- Can cast spells without a wand.
- Can become invisible without a cloak.
- Can send messages with his Patronus, a phoenix.
- Speaks Mermish, Arimaic, Gobbledegook and Parseltongue.
Socks: Likes a pair of warm socks.
Favorite foods: sherbet lemons, Cockroach Clusters, hot cocoa, raspberry jam, Acid Pops.
Organizations & affiliations: Order of Merlin, First Class, and Grand Sorcerer; Founder and Secret Keeper, Order of the Phoenix; Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards; Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.
Also famous for: Falsely defeating the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945; discovering the 12 uses of dragon blood.
Patronus: Phoenix.
Greatest desire ('Erised'): For his family to be restored and loving again.
Worst fear/memory: Seeing his sister die.
Gringotts Vault: 713 (high security); contained one of the Philosopher's Stones.
Enjoys: Knitting patterns, chamber music and tenpin bowling
None of the three spoke as they watched the four wands resting in the unbreakable glass case. They stayed that way for almost an hour before they started to leave. Not a word was spoken as Harry used the small rock to portkey them back to the place they had started.
End Chapter 3
Translations:
Hokage – Fire Shadow
Sennin – Legendary Ninja
Jutsu – Technique
ANBU – Black Ops
Jōunin – Elite Ninja
Chūunin – Average or Journeyman Ninja
Genin – Trainee Ninja
Shinobi – Male Ninja
Kunoichi – Female Ninja
Genjutsu – Illusion Skill
Ninjutsu – Ninja Skill
Taijutsu – Body Skill
Kenjutsu – Sword Skill
Kinjutsu – Forbidden Skill
Suiton: Suiryūdan no Jutsu – Water Release: Water Dragon Blast Technique
Flottge de Feuille? Tres ruse. – The Fluttering Leaf? That's Clever.
Author's Notes:
How was THAT for a twist?! I hope everyone picked up on the clues I left in the rest of the story. I didn't put many but I put in small reactions and a few small clues to see who would get it. Hope you enjoyed, R&R!!!