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Chapter 3
One Element, Two Element, Three Element, Four Element... Emotional?
The next morning Harry awoke surprisingly refreshed. He'd had no nightmares, visions or anything of Voldemort. Maybe its because of the distance, thought Harry as he climbed into the shower. I should have moved to America a long time ago.
After finishing his shower, Harry looked in the mirror and groaned. Today he'd have to take a potion to completely change his looks. Spells wouldn't leave a bad aftertaste in his mouth, but spells would wear off or come undone with a badly aimed 'Finite Incantatem.' The potion's affects could only be reversed with another potion.
Harry pulled on some of his new clothes (a pair of semi-tight black jeans, a black T-shirt that said 'It seemed like a good idea at the time…' in red, a black bracelet with sliver studs and a matching belt) but didn't put on his shoes.
Harry raced down the stairs and into the kitchen, which Al had pointed out last night. Dumbledore and Al were already sitting at the table sipping from their mugs when Harry came in.
"Morning!" chirped Harry a bit too cheerfully.
"Good morning, Harry," said Dumbledore as Al just grumbled and picked up the paper.
Harry made himself some toast and sat down in an empty chair to eat.
"The potions will be ready in 15 minutes," said Al not looking up from his paper. "After you two take the I.D. Concealment Potion, we'll test Harry." Harry nodded his understanding but couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive at this news. What if he wasn't special like everyone thought? What if he didn't have 'the power the Dark Lord knows not'? What if he let his friends down? Worse, What if he let them die? All the what ifs possible ran through his mind as he finished his toast.
Harry got up and washed his dishes running on autopilot as his mind ran over scenarios of Dumbledore and Al finding out that he was just a normal kid.
"The potions are ready, Harry. We should go find Al," said Dumbledore frowning. "Are you all right, Harry?"
"Yea. Yea. I'm fine," stuttered Harry.
"Right. Then, follow me," said Dumbledore turning to leave.
Harry's stomach churned as he followed Dumbledore through the house to a large room with padded walls and only a rug on the floor. In one corner stood a small white table, which stood out against the dark wood of the floor and the black mats on the walls. Al came in through a door across from where Harry and Dumbledore had come in, carrying several vials of potions. Al set the vials on the white table before exiting once more through the same door.
A moment later, Al came back in carrying a box, which he set on the floor beside the small table.
"Welcome to the training room. Well… one of them… I call this one the Insane Room 'cause of the pads, but its used for training. Mostly Martial Arts and stuff," said Al joining Dumbledore and Harry on the rug, in the center of the room. "Let's get started then shall we?"
"What happened to him?" asked a still queasy Harry.
"Coffee," said Dumbledore by way of explanation.
Harry might have asked another question, but at that moment, Al came back over with two vials of potions, one murky brown and the other a lighter brown. Al handed the lighter one to Dumbledore and the darker one to Harry.
"Bottom's up," said Al a bit too cheerfully for Harry.
"Cheers," said Dumbledore lifting his glass.
"Cheers," mumbled Harry. He glanced at the murky liquid once more before pinching his nose and downing the full vial of liquid.
Maybe the whole 'pinch your nose and it doesn't taste so bad' thing is a myth or maybe it only works for some people, but for Harry, it didn't work. He gagged and nearly spit the foul liquid out, but forced himself to swallow it.
"Ugh! Why can't potions taste a bit better?" asked Harry putting the vial down.
"Who knows? Besides, it's doing its job," said Al handing Harry a mirror that he had just conjured.
Harry watched as his hair lightened to blonde, from roots to tips, and his eyes morphed from brilliant emerald to hazel. Finally, the famous, or now infamous, scar slowly disappeared seeming to melt into his forehead. Simon stood up and handed the mirror back to Al who banished it.
"You know, Simon. You can do magic now. That's what an untraceable wand is for," said a voice from the floor.
Simon looked down at Daniel on the floor and grinned.
"Time for the other tests," said Daniel getting up from the floor slowly. Simoon nodded apprehensively.
"you shoould probably sit down for this," said Al holding a clear crystal cupped in his hands. Simon nodded his understanding and Al practically shoved the crystal into his hands. "Now, I'm going to say the spell. Whatever you do, don't drop the crystal. It's extremely fragile."
Simon nodded again for what had to be the tenth time that morning and Al stepped away. Al pointed his wand at Simon and took a deep breath. Absentmindedly, Simon wondered whether he took the breath because he was nervous or if it was a long incantation.
"Aperio potentia et robut intus; aer, incendia, aqua et ventus," said AL in a steady voice. A jet of white light came out of his wand hitting the crystal. The crystal glowed white for a second before flashing to red. The crystal then flashed a blue so light that it was almost white. Simon saw Al take a step forward at the top of his vision but stop as the crystal flashed a darker blue-green then brown before fading back to the clear color it had been originally.
Simon looked up and saw Al's mouth hanging open.
"Flies, Al. Flies," said Daniel. Al shut his mouth with a snap. "I believe you owe me?" Daniel held out his hand and Al groaned.
"Betting on me again?" asked Simon, more amused this time than incredulous.
"Not on you-"
"On my abilities. Yea. Yea. Yea. Whatever you say, Abeja," said Simon cutting off Daniel. AL handed Daniel another two bills grudgingly.
"Remind me not to bet against you next time," he groaned.
"I did, but you said 'NO one can control all four elements. Maybe one or two, but not three or four,'" said Daniel eyes twinkling in overdrive.
"right… Next test!" exclaimed Al taking the crystal hurriedly from Simon and exchanging it for a half pink and half black one from the box. "Hold this one the same way." Al thrust the crystal into Simon's hands and stepped back leveling his wand at the crystal in Simon's hands.
"Aperio potentia affectus profunda intus; duos adversus copiae amor et abominar."
Another with light shot out of Al's wand and hit the crystal that glowed pink for about five seconds before the glow disappeared.
Daniel didn't say anything, but held out his hand to Al who groaned again. Simon gaped at the two older men as AL put another bill in Daniel's waiting hand.
"You two are… incorrigible," gasped Simon fighting laughter.
Al strode quickly over to Simon taking the strange pink and black crystal out of Simon's hands. Al quickly deposited the crystal in the wooden box and came back with another potion.
"This is the animagus revealing potion. It'll put you into a sort of trance and show you what your from will be. Most wizards and witches don't have a form, so don't worry if you don't see anything, Simon. However, I believe Al will be in for a shock," said Daniel with his eyes still twinkling. Al frowned and handed Simon the potion.
Simon paused once more before gulping the whole vial of potion. Simon made a face at the taste before falling backwards onto the rug as the potion took affect.
Al and Daniel sat down waiting for Simon to wake up. After about thirty minutes, Al began to grow restless.
"Not even I took this long," grumbled Al.
"Be patient, old friend," said Dumbledore and they lapsed back into silence.
Another thirty minutes later, Simon sat up.
"Well? Did you see something?" asked Al impatiently.
"Yes… eight somethings," mumbled Harry before passing out.
Unfortunately for Simon, he passed out before seeing Al hand six bills over to Daniel.
Am I evil or what? Unfortunately, you'll be thinking I'm extremely evil a couple times so... get over it : )
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