This chapter felt really clunky, but it helps establish a few key facts and set the stage for the actual story. Reviews and Constructive Criticism are welcome.
Ch. 4
As Harry woke, the world slowly came back into focus and with it, the memories of just what took place.
'But that's impossible' thought Harry.
"Hey Harry. Good to have you back with us" said a familiar voice. Harry looked towards the source and tried to focus on it. Mi. It was Mi.
"Where am I?" Asked Harry, feeling strangely calm.
"You're in my home. After your magical accident I brought you here. I thought you might have questions." The girl said with a nervous smile. Harry was sure he should be panicking right about now.
"Magic isn't real" Harry said immediately. Instead of saying anything, Mi held out her hand, which proceeded to burst into flames. Harry watched transfixed as the flames began to flow like water, dripping off her hand and onto the dirt floor.
"Believe yet?" She asked with a mischievous grin. Harry's head was spinning. Suddenly, His chest began to seize up and his vision began to darken. Gasping for breath as panic flooded his body, he vaguely realised he was on the floor. A single thought ran through his head; magic is real. Without warning, a cool sensation began to flow through his body, the tightness relaxed and his vision cleared. He looked up and saw a worried looking Mi with her glowing hand on his chest.
"What's happening?" Harry mumbled.
"I'm using a spell to calm you down. When I told you magic was real, I expected a lot of different reactions. I didn't expect you to have a panic attack and almost stop breathing on me" Mi replied, her face painted with worry. "I guess I'll leave off on the rest of the stuff for now. Relax for a bit. I don't want you dying on me".
This was of course exactly the wrong thing to say. Although a great deal of Harry's natural curiosity had been curbed by the Dursleys treatment, a significant amount still remained and the calming spell on him was bringing it to the forefront.
"What other things? Please tell me, I really want to know, Mi!" Harry declared. Mi gave him a worried look.
"If I do, you need to stay calm, not panic and hear me out to the end. Promise?" Mi asked.
"I promise" Harry said, purpose in his voice. The spell may have been affecting him more than intended.
"First of all, I found two binding spell on you. You broke the one sealing your magic away with your accident earlier, so now you should be able to actually perform deliberate magic much easier. The other was redirecting your internal magic to sustain some strange spells on you, and I broke that. I don't recognise the spells, but some of them looked like tracking and monitoring spells, the rest I have no idea. Sorry, but until I figure out what they are I can't do anything about them. Regardless, your magic is now yours and only yours, so that'll be a major power boost" Mi paused, checking to see that Harry was absorbing what was being said. She continued "I couldn't tell you this before, it's one of the rules of being magical, no telling non-magicals about magic or otherwise breaking the masquerade, but the original reason I was in the area is that the house you live in specifically is under incredibly powerful blood wards."
Mi stopped again, this time looking conflicted. Her face solidified, commitment etched across it. "I'm going to trust you here. I'm not exactly human. Don't go spreading that around, non-humans don't get treated well in the magical world. I can pass for human as long as no one does any special testing. I was, however, born to human parents, don't ask me how that works, I actually have no clue. Before you ask, everything I told you about my life is true. Also, my kind live in a clan and they're not fond of outsiders, ie. me. However, they live in forests, so when they need something in urban areas checked out, they ask me, and the wards on Privet drive are not only illegal, they're downright dangerous". Mi stopped. Harry looked conflicted. "Harry?"
"So, you came to investigate the house?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. But I think I'll be staying. It's not often I make friends" replied Mi. A slight smile crossed Harry's face.
"Okay, please go on" Harry urged. Mi sighed
"Well, I've been keeping an eye on the house and I've gathered that your aunt and uncle are not only aware of magic, but also have an acute hatred of it. I don't think your cousin knows, mind you your cousin is an idiot, so he may very well have had it explained to him and not understood it because it didn't come with pictures, snacks and explosions". That got a laugh out of Harry. "There's a lot I don't know, blood wards like that don't come out of nowhere, who exactly put all of those spells on you and what most of them do are still unknown". Harry was back to frowning. "I don't know how compatible our forms of magic are exactly, but if you wanted, I know I could teach you a few things".
And so, Harry Potter discovered the world of magic several years early, made an enduring friendship with a child of the trickster god and began on a path towards a new fate.
