Disclaimer :This is a work of fanfiction. All recognisable characters in this work belongs to esteemed writer Johannes Katherine Rowling. I don't own Harry Potter.
This is Alternate Universe. Characters are slightly OOC. Dimensional travelling! Harry. Rune Master and Elemental! Harry. Powerful MOD! Harry. Alive! Parents. No decided pairings.
From Previous chapter
The room became the exact carbon copy of Grimmauld Place. He sat at the fireplace and closed his eyes. Moments later he without opening his eyes he spoke
"Hello Death." He spoke calmly "I have many questions to which you have answers."
When there's silence, Harry opened his eyes to see familiar form of his intruder. But this time he tooled tanned over and was wearing a Hawaii shirt with a straw hat and shorts.
"Ah yes Harry I'll answer your questions." He replied
Harry stared hard at the entity before him. There's something off about his greeting. Death he met at Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place has reverential undertone even when he's irritated. But the person infront of him has cold indifferent and highly callous tone. He also had really less power than his intruder. So less that it's not even one by millionth fraction but was more than fifty Voldemorts combined. Harry wanted to dismiss those thoughts but clearly the person before him is not the entity who is the reason for his predicament. Before he could say anything a loud boisterous voice rang out.
"Oi, Oi. Don't harass the kid for my mistake. You know he's the reason that we're having lots of time at our disposal. My, my I took over your work for free hours and look how tanned and healthy you took." An other Death bounced towards them and looked at Harry before cuddling him.
"Ah what a cute kid. " He squealed ('What the fuck' Harry thought') rubbing their cheeks against each other. "Who would have thought you be so adorable as a kid. Ah sorry I'm getting out of track. Harry meet Death. Death meet Harry. Don't take him seriously he's just cranky that his vacation is interrupted."
"You know both of you have same names." Harry pushed the overexcited entity off his body. "For convenience sake I'll call you Seniori and you," He said pointing at the scowling Death " as Iunior."
Death mused for few seconds replied " Fair enough. So Iunior here was accidentally created by my sister when I used your magic in soul creation. I created new souls by seeking my other half to create souls necessary for the new universe . I too have a soul it seems and it's copied, ergo there are two of us now." He guestured to the now empty seat. "Huh? Where did he go? Must have gone to transport souls who just died. That reminds me" He said waving his hands and there's no noticeable difference but Harry felt his instincts spike dangerously.
"Now all better." He smiled pleasantly. Noticing the tenseness in his companion's body he continued "Don't worry Harry, I created a pocket dimension so we can converse without worrying about time. Remember when I mentioned that one hour for me equals fifteen days? We are in that timeframe now. Can't have anyone notice that you've been missing for hours and raise an alarm."
"You know that humans aren't allowed into this place. You have thousands of years experience over me but you're behaving like a child breaking most important rules entrusted to us." The arrogant Death spoke callously. "Because of your foolishness we have to share our powers with a human."
"Stuff it brat." Seniori replied. "This child has mastery over our powers because he accepted that he's a mortal and will die one day or the other. I know I can't kill you but I can use my centuries of experience to make you experience hell." Seniori said flaring his entire powers. "To placate you I'll let you do one thing with me as your supervisor. Then you are going to work continually till the end of time. Decide it before we finished talking. Till then keep your trap shut."
Iunior huffed and left them while Harry looked confusedly.
"Your counterpart is nothing like you." He spoke in a calming voice not to provoke now fuming Seniori.
"He's exactly like me, Master. Arrogant, stickler for rules, callous with both superior and inferior complexes when I was young." He spoke disdainfully.
"I somehow find it hard to believe that, Seniori. Even a blind person can see the difference."
"Not really Master, I became this way after centuries old experience. Do you wanna hear my story?" At the nod if assent he continued the story he first time shared with anyone.
" I was created along with life, and after all forces of nature. We weren't given any domains till we proved to be worthy. My sister Life was, is and still a compassionate person. I excelled in every task set to me but she was given a domain first. A domain over creation.
I became jealous and spiteful brat who tried to destroy everything she created. So I was cursed to experience every sadness in the world. In the beginning I was overjoyed to have a power. Saw suffering before dying and remained indifferent to it. Then the humans are created. Creatures with conscience, intellect and wisdom. I feel them cursing me for every loss they experienced. Callously I disregarded them initially. But unable to ignore them, I took a form of human. Experienced the happiness, their distress their love and strength. I took lives of animals and other living organisms. I stayed in this realm for three months. Three months of no natural deaths or murder.
When one of the humans I befriended was about to die, I felt nauseous that I am about to take his life. Trying to prevent it, I gifted my own essence into many of my friends.
The first rule of my kind is that we aren't supposed to involve ourselves with lives of humans. So unable to ignore my duties anymore, I left this world and took my form again. My essence is now used as Magic. When I returned my soul has mark and consciousness of a human. I became haunted by their suffering. Felt each death killing my soul. I took lives in my friends, their children who looked after me as their uncle, their wives who treated me as their pseudo brother till I became shell of a being I used to be. Gained humility and compassion but I still bear the curse. He'll come around. Don't worry about him."
"So you're the progenitor of magic. But you said you control both death and life" Harry asked with wonder to which Seniori nodded.
"Every one of us have same powers without any difference. But if our domain is destroyed, we disappear without a trace. The Resurrection Stone I created with help of my sister, Life."
"Now I have bored you with my life story. I'll answer your questions. Fire them." He smiled.
"Why did you force me into a body of a child? How will this arrangement help in winning the war?"
"Hmm... I don't know." Seniori replied offhandedly.
"What do you mean that you don't know? How will Voldemort be defeated here." Harry shouted.
"I never said Lord Voldemort will be defeated in this dimension. I found a timeline where extinction of life and human race could be prevented. Voldemort actually wins in this dimension." He replied.
"You bastard. You made me sacrifice the lives of my friends and my family. You made me kill them with my own hands." He wept into his hands before glaring at him. The entire room shook in response to his erratic magic. Seniori could see his core getting overloaded. Pinching his nose he moved forward and stopped Harry's magical flow and flared his power again.
"Shut up and listen what I have to say before jumping to conclusions. Your counterpart is supposed to be dead before I shoved your soul into this body. Do you know the importance of death of your counterpart?" He shouted.
Harry looked at his own body and frowned. There's nothing special about his counterpart. No noticeable skills, no friends, no connections and nothing. Only thing special about him was he's a Metamorphmagus with no noticeable control over it. Harry knew if his counterpart (and now him) would die no one except for his parents and grandparents will mourn for him. His sisters friends will cry not for him but for their mistake. Just an other death of a foolish school boy who trusted something he shouldn't. Cruel, but it's the truth. Potion making isn't that important in war and Professor Snape and Hermione can cover it when needed.
Seniori smiled at him without any humour. " This 'just an other death of a foolish school boy who trusted something he shouldn't' laid the foundation stone of Lord Voldemort's victory. You remember how your mother broke down and fell into depression after your father suffered the same fate as Longbottom's parents in your world. This time she'll not recover and will die during the summer of 1996. Severus Snape will loose his mind after seeing her die and will be killed by Tom Riddle. The Order will loose the important spy member and will be weakened severely.
Dumbledore will die in 1996 after destroying the Stone. And for honourable mention of now Famous Five, Hermione Granger who saw the unfairness of her friends towards you will leave the group followed by your sister. They are the brains and mediators of the group .
Longbottom will enter the tournament and will be killed by Lord Voldemort. If your sister might have been in the group she would've forced him and Ron to join Quidditch atleast as backups. You survived on that night because of your reflexes. He, if you're alive might have a three quarters of your reflexes and might have survived. But he died.
This reformed the group which is now Famous Four and they lead Horcrux hunt in Fifth year. They destroyed all the Horcruxes. But with death of Dumbledore the morale fell. Your sister killed Nagini as act of defiance. Voldemort made her as an example to everyone who dared to defy him. She died with a smile in her face. Knowing that she forced him to the mortal plane. Felt that she finally avenged you and thought that she redeemed herself.
The survivors either fled or surrendered. Voldemort while outwardly calm, inwardly was shivering in fear. So he began systematic assault on the magical world and conquered it within two years. He imperioused the Muggle Ministers and heads of the state. In guise of peace keeping he destroyed the entire Muggles technical and discreetly killed the scientists. Then after five years he made himself known to Magical world and enslaved them. He became a dictator to the entire world and killed anyone whom he doubted which included his own daughter.
Loosing his so called immortality made him feel fear. He then studied entire Magical texts in the world to search another sources of immortality. He then came across a faded text which is the origin of Horcruxes, Phylactery.
In ancient times, some magic practitioners sought to cling to their lives, coveting immortality in even its most base and vile forms. They developed a way to remove their own souls and place them into items, soul jars, or Amulets. Their bodies will defy death and could live on even after hit by the Killing Curse. The drawbacks are the ones which faded.
The drawback is that the person who obtained it will control the wizard whose soul is present inside. Voldemort, severely weakened was unable to create protection for it.
The tyranny is continued till the remaining magical members got fed up and revealed the secret behind the Fidelius Charm. Ron, Iris and Hermione were able to get their hands on that amulet. All three of them tortured him for weeks before making him ingest the poison you used on killers of Molly Weasley and threw his body to Acromantulas.
Well none of this will happen as I pushed your soul into the dying body of your counterpart. I replaced the bloody but stable future. So as I said before I don't know. All of it depends only on your decisions. The future of the world depends only on you."
Harry was stunned at the reply and felt both happy and scared. Happy as there's still a chance to defeat that bastard and scared that he messes up like his own world. There are few factors that are preventing him and he couldn't help but to voice out his problems.
"But my magical core is really weak compared to my original world. The natural limiters on my body is raised but it's still didn't have enough magic to fight middle order Death Eaters like Avery, Nott and others. Then there's the matter of stagnant magic. With it I may be able to stall Voldemort but it's inaccessible. My mind is horrid and if anyone uses Leglimacy, I will be obliviated in the name of Greater Good. Both of them are inaccessible unless I have perfect control over my magic. But to my knowledge it's inherited rather than learnt unless you use a dark ritual like Tom Marvolo Riddle. Even with best efforts one can control upto seventy five percent of the perfect control inherited ones." He spoke dejectedly.
"You know how to extract a memory right. Start gathering every memory you're not supposed to know." He ordered and conjured a locket. " This is your only freebie. Until you perfect your mind, this locket will guard those memories from being detected. By the way I owe you three favours. I'll bring a few people from other dimensions to train you from tomorrow. Try to create some time when we can practice. School ends in a month.. Can't do the same immediately as it would create doubts if your mind is suddenly good, same with your magic. Now begin the process. You are going to work for power, and no more freebies. Ah you can summon all the Deathly Hallows anytime. Meanwhile I will have a talk with my Junior about manners."
Harry concentrated and gathered every memory he could. He closed off the world around him and put all the memories in the locket. After few hours, he gathered every memory and transferred it in the locket. After opening his eyes he saw Seniori smiling grandfatherly and Iunior looking everywhere except his eyes. He raised his eyebrow as if to ask 'What's the matter'.
"I forced my memories into him. He asked me an unusual favour in order to placate him before I shoved those memories. It won't be a problem to you so don't worry."
"Why didn't you do it in the beginning." Harry asked.
"Slipped my mind. Reminded when you said about memories." He replied.
"But, my request will create problems for the child, Seniori. I can take it back." Iunior pleaded.
"Don't worry brat it'll help him. Do you think I would give you a favour without knowing your mind. You are my younger self brat. I already knew what you ask before you think. Now I am going to the Light House Beach at New York." He giggled with blood dropping from the nose.
"Er, why that particular beach, Seniori." The younger one asked nervously.
"It's a nude beach duh... Topless and naked girls, sundaes. It's real Life. Heheheheheee."
Harry sweatdropped at his antics. After leaving the Room he cast a wandless Tempus which revealed that only five minutes have passed and returned to Great Hall muttering all the way strangely (to the people he passed) about pedophilies and perverts.
Fifth of June, 1993. (Next day) Headmaster's office, Hogwarts.
Dumbledore was savouring his favourite Sherbet lemon pops when Poppy arrived into his office. Knowing that she never leaves the Infirmary except for asking important permissions, he forgoing all the pleasantries knowing that she hates them and asked
"How can I help you, Poppy?"
"Do you remember when I said that, Henry's magic was stagnated. I found a method to remove the stagnant magic without any side effects. But he needed a wand for this process Albus. So I needed permission slip for him to go to Diagon Alley to buy a new wand." She replied.
"Alright, so what does this product entail? Is it risky . If so I'll get Healers from St. Mungo's to assist you in the process." He replied.
"No, nothing risky. He just needed to practice with his magic regularly for atleast two hours continuously thrice a day. This will empty his normal reserves and the body will call for the stagnant magic. I'll check on him for every half an hour. If we do so before he could go home atleast ten percent will be removed without any harm. I'll instruct Lily or Ms. Potter to do the same at home and by six months the residue will be completely purged." She replied.
"Sounds good in theory but the residual magic will be dense. Is it not dangerous to perform magic with it." He questioned calmly with concern lacing in his tone.
"I too thought that way initially. So I thought it'd be best for Bathsheda to device a rune to absorb excess magic emitted by his body. I used that on Henry when he's asleep. It is the safest way to do so Professor. It is this or magical surgery as he has not inherited perfect control. Any magical surgery will be devastating on a young magical core." She reasoned.
"Alright then. I'm trusting your judgement, Poppy." He said writing a permission form. "Please take care of the child. Here's the permission slip, but take Severus's and Lily's permission before you start the treatment. Explain the process and dangers to young Henry before starting it."
Harry smiled as Poppy walked out with a permission slip. He snuck out of the Hufflepuff dormitory at night under the safety of his Invisibility Cloak and used a powerful memory alteration charm to place the idea in Madam Pomfrey's mind. It's a complicated spell and he used a quarter of his pitiful reserves to perform it. He completed the task and waited for his manipulation to work. He reminded himself to send her a nice gift for Christmas.
Two hours later, his mother arrived to take him to Diagon Alley.
Lily Evans is ecstatic after hearing that her son will be completely healed. Despite her assurances, Lily remained sceptical but hopeful about the situation. Residual magic is really difficult to purge and if not done quickly will damage the wizard. So when Poppy arrived with the news that she found an unusual but highly effective way without any side effects it felt like a dream. Severus was sceptical still but agreed.
Her life was an emotional rollercoaster. Born to a Non Magical family, at age of ten she was discovered to be a witch by her friend and now husband Severus Snape. Her sister despised her and mocked her at any chance she got. At eleven she received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts and she left her old life behind.
She excelled in all her classes and became one of the top students of her year. She's often teased by James Potter and his friends. Her friend Snape was a target of their bullying. James Potter fancied her and started asking her out since fourth year. In Fifth year she and Severus split apart after calling her with a slur he promised her never to utter in her presence.
In sixth year she accepted James Potter request and went on a date with him. She saw that underneath the pranks, misbehaviour and macho acting, he's a good man. Caring, gentle, supportive and patient, he won her heart and they married an year out of school.
But tragedy struck as she left James and Henry with Kathy for mother daughter bonding time a week after the fall of Dark Lord, with her mother Rosalind Evans, James was attacked by Death Eaters. They held Henry hostage and tortured James till he went insane. Henry was rescued by enraged Severus Snape under disguise who even though hated James, loved her even after all those years. But seeing her husband nearly broke her mind. She lost her friend Emmaline Vance in that attack leaving Sirius with a one year old daughter.
She fell into heavy depression. In this time Severus helped her as much as he could. He reconciled with both Sirius and Remus who are weeping for the loss of their friends, James and Peter Pettigrew. After she recovered her children just turned four. She missed many of their valuable firsts. She was thankful for James' uncle and aunt Charlus and Dorea but couldn't help but to feel jealous of them to witness the kids going through their firsts.
Sirius and Severus are now in almost amiable relationship. They both with help of Charlus Potter managed to prevent passing of the law which forbids the employment of Werewolves.
Sirius encouraged her to move on and that James will always wish for her happiness. She then began to court Severus after taking the blessings of Charlus Potter. Three years later they're married and had a child.
Her daughter is more gifted in between the two. Henry is timid and magically weak child. He's slightly idiotic and accident prone. Fearing his safety, she took her then four years daughter and applied as a teacher for Muggle Studies in Hogwarts.
After seeing the shenanigans her daughter was part of she's confused about whom she should worry. In middle of the second year she sent Eileen to Aunt Dorea fearing about the Chamber of Secrets. But her real heartache came when Henry is taken into Championship of Secrets. Her daughter and her friends saved him but he's in a very bad condition.
Two days later an other set of problems were revealed. That bitch Bellatrix has created blocks over her child's magic and Poppy came up with a solution. Thankfully the entire nightmare was over and she's enjoying this pleasant moment with her son.
"Hey mom. Can I get two wands instead of one." Henry suddenly asked.
"Why do you need two wands, Henry? Of course you can buy two wands but you're not ambidextrous and using two wands requires skill and lots of practice." She replied confusedly.
"I'm not ambi-what-trous mom?" He asked dumbly.
"Ambidextrous, Henry. It means you can use both hands equally."
"I'm not trying to use my both hands mom. You remember my wand was burned out when I cast a simple Tempus. If that happens I'm too lazy to come back for another wand. So can I? And call me Harry. Henry feels boring."
"You are a Hufflepuff kid. Hufflepuffs are studious not lazy." He simply struck out his tongue in response.
Lily was surprised at the kid's cheek. Normally Henry was so timid that he couldn't form two sentences without any stuttering. But he's now hold and confident. His once always hunched shoulders were now squared and his posture was straight and confident. He looked straight into her eyes now She prayed that he wouldn't turn out to be a player like his father or Godfather.
Though she felt it's a hopeless wish as he sent four girls blushing uncontrollably when they came to meet him in the Infirmary. She prayed that Sirius will not corrupt her kid further when he comes back from his Auror assignment from Germany. They reached the final shop in the Alley.
It is same as he remembered narrow and shaggy.. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window.
A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single, spindly chair that she sat on to wait. Harry looked instead at the thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. For some reason, the back of his neck prickled in an clear attempt of Leglimacy. The very dust and silence in here seemed to tingle with some secret magic.
"Good afternoon," came the soft voice of Mr Ollivander. He looked the same as Harry remembered with his hair little less grey before his death, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop. He seemed to be slightly excited.
"Lily! Lily Evans. Nice to meet you again. Ten and quarter inches willow wand with core of dragon heartstring. It's swishy wasn't it. And hello Henry, Eleven and half inches, Ashwood wand with core of Jackalope antler. Stiff wand. How are they treating you!"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ollivander." His mother replied not at all shocked by his sudden appearance. "We're here to buy two wands for little Harry. His magic was unstable and the wand's core was burned out. So here we are looking for an other wand."
"The core has burned out? Damn shame it's one of the last wands my father created." He muttered to himself. "You're right handed aren't you? Let's find out your companion for life if this too will not burn out. Stand on the stool. Measurements will be taken."
"Hold out your arm. That's it." He measured Harry from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance, Mr. Potter. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand."
The speech was same as the last time. Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes while the tape measure took his measurements.
"That will do," he said, and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, Mr. Potter. Try this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Nine inches. Nice and flexible. just take it and give it a wave." Harry took the wand and waved it around a bit, but Mr. Ollivander snatched it out of his hand almost at once.
"Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try -" Harry tried - but he had hardly raised the wand when it, too, was snatched back by Mr. Ollivander.
"No, no -here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out."
The pile of tried wands was mounting higher and higher on the spindly chair, but the more wands Mr. Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become.
Harry began to feel apprehensive if there wouldn't be any wands that match him he has to use the Elder Wand. If Dumbledore saw it it would be troublesome to explain it and felt a sense of déjà vu as he stood in the shop awaiting for his wand the first time.
"Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry, we'll find the perfect match here somewhere - I wonder, now - - yes, why not - unusual combination -9 here Aspen and Thunderbird Tail feather eleven and quarter inches, nice and supple." He handed over the wand.
Harry took the wand. He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers like the first time. He raised the wand above his head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air but instead of stream of red and gold sparks shot from the end like a firework, there is quiet lullaby emitted from the wand. His mother whooped and clapped and Mr. Ollivander cried, "Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh, very good. Well, well, well... Brilliant wand Henry you'll be nightmare to duel in the future."
Harry looked at him puzzled with the expression mirroring on his mother's face. " The Aspen wand user is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. The person holding an Aspen wand is or destined to be an accomplished duellist.
To this fools who claim that wands aren't sentient, the Thunderbird Tail feather core is the perfect answer. Powerful, but difficult to master, particularly prized by Transfigurers. Can sense danger and cast curses on their own. I'll watch out for your name child. You'll make waves. Let's find your second wand, child. I'll bring out the rare ones. None of the Potter and Black children have normal conventional wands." He muttered to himself.
Lily thought it'd be perfect wand for Alastor 'Mad Eye' Moody.
"I wonder, now - - yes, why the hell not - an other unusual combination Acacia and Augurey Tail feather Twelve inches, rigid and unbending." He handed over the wand.
This time immediately a cool air along with mournful voice came out of the wand.
"Hmm. Just sold two unusual combination wands and two of the six wands where I deviated from the three"Supreme Cores". They are gifted to me by Newton Scamander, one of the if not the best Magzoologist of all time. One of them to your sister and other to her friend Iris. You took two of the remaining. Hope the little Eileen takes one from the exclusive collection. These are powerful wands so don't worry about destroying them.
Nearly forgot Acacia is very unusual wand wood which creates tricky wands that often refuse to produce magic for any but their owner, and also withhold their best effects from all but those most gifted. The most loyal wand wood I worked with. Augurey Tail Feather core is best used in healing magic. But if used in severe fight it'll demolish the opponent. The wands will be standard seven Galleons. You must have affinity towards Phoenixes. The Thunderbird is called the American Phoenix and Lighting Phoenix. The Augurey is also called an Irish Phoenix and Phoenix of rain."
There's complete silence in the room before Harry spoke " I'll also have wand holsters and a wand maintenance kit. So what's the total."
"Wand holsters four galleons each, Two wands seven galleons each and maintenance kit is five galleons. Total twenty seven galleons." He replied.
After paying the stipulated amount, Harry fastened one of the holsters to right hand and another one to his left hand and placed the wands inside them. After the purchase he and his mother went to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour where they ate some ice cream and flooed back to Hogwarts where Professor Snape was waiting for them. He bade them good bye and returned to the Infirmary to meet Poppy.
"Back already, Henry. Have a seat." She ordered. After running another diagnosis she noted everything in her pad looking highly pleased.
"We'll start the process tomorrow at six in the morning. Take these potions before sleeping and have a good rest. Tomorrow is going to be taxing. Good night."
Harry woke at five in the morning. After a quick shower he dressed into his school robes and arrived to Infirmary by six sharp. Popping was waiting for him by that time with Professor Babbling who didn't look too pleased to be there at that time.
Even in her disheveled state, Professor Babbling drew the runes required on his wrists and left them perhaps to get sleep. Harry turned to Madam Pomfrey and asked the process.
"Nothing much Henry. Just find an empty classroom and use the basic charms like levitation charm or something similar. But do not stop using magic for more than a minute. You took the Potions I gave you right. So follow the instructions and report to me once in half an hour."
Harry simply returned to the Room of Requirement. Once he reached the place he asked for a private practice ground where no one except persons allowed by him can enter.
He then called Seniori and thus his practice began."
Madam Pomfrey was waiting patiently for the patient to report. It's about time and he's nowhere to be seen. She's about to use the location rune placed on him to track him down he returned back.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"I feel like shit, Poppy." He replied.
She checked again barring the stagnant magic his entire magic was depleted. He also was able to use point five percent of the stagnant magic. She's very pleased with the results. She also saw the formation of networks linking the stagnated magic to his core. The experiment worked better than hypothesis. If this continues it won't even take half the time expected.
No overload occurred check. Drawing on the stagnated magic check. Creation of new Magical pathways. Unexpected but not unwelcome. Patient status would gain complete recovery if the recovery rate continues to be the same.
She sent him back to continue and Harry inwardly cursed. Seniori bought few persons from other dimensions to train him on control. To say that they're unimpressed with him is understatement of the century.
First one was a really old man with brown skin and white hair. Merlin, he even had warts on his face. He sported a goatee and had below average stature. Had a grandfatherly face, skin scarred from battle, he looked like a person who's reliable but not one to be trifled with. He introduced himself as Hiruzen Sarutobi. He observed him carefully and asked many questions.
"He'd be rendered useless if I train him in the way he's now. Physically an eight year old kid from the war time from could beat him up and kill him without working up sweat. He cannot be a balanced person has too much heaven but no earth." is his blunt assessment. "If available call Maito Guy after a month under his tutelage I'll start training the kid. Till then don't bother me." He said before taking a orange covered book and started giggling with severe nosebleed. Harry felt insulted.
Death then called a tacky person with no fashion sense. He's built like a body builder with heavy dense muscles. Has a ridiculous bowl cut hairstyle with really thick eyebrows . On top of it he wore a green Spandex suit with some orange things on his feet. He then requested for orders to which Hiruzen told him to Fan the Flames of Youth in me.
He gave me a look over and requested the old man to apply restriction seal. "He's not youthfully built to wear these leg warmers Hokage-sama. They will unyouthfully restrict his body growth too. The restriction seal will increase his muscle density and his speed." He reasoned.
Hiruzen ordered him to strip to his boxers and sit in a meditative position. Harry compiled and sat down. He then ordered him to pull out as much magic as possible. Harry first time in his life felt this way. His entire body is energised and the surrounding area got flattened. He then took a brush along with ink bottle and drew some patterns starting from his chest and covered his arms and legs. He then sent a pulse of magic.
"Shall we start with 2.0 or should I decrease the restriction? " He asked but Harry's concentration was no more on their words by on the strange writings on his body.
His body felt really awkward. The ink disappeared but he felt that his body was wading through water. Every part showed resistance to his commands. And the old man just drew few symbols on his body. This form is strong as, if not stronger than runes.
Deciding to ask about those techniques later, He turned to Spandex wearing adult in their midst and asked for instructions.
"So my youthful disciple. Let's start warm-up by making fifty rounds around the clearing. I'll help you in your youthful endeavours. If I am unable to help you I'll perform thousand push-ups and if I can't do thousand push-ups I'll run around this place fifteen hundred times.." Anymore he could declare was cut off by Harry's horrified shout of
"You want me to do Fifty rounds.. What the hell..."
Then the hellish tutelage under Maito Guy started. Harry prided himself to be one of the most studious and fit person. But a day under Guy tutelage crushed all that pride. The man is a stamina beast and trained him the same way. He always knew Harry's limits and pushed him in such a way that he's highly exhausted but nothing a good night sleep can't fix. He may be weird unnecessarily loud and highly excitable but Harry have to hand the man one of the best teachers he ever had. And he understood why Hiruzen stated an eight year old kid could kill him easily. If the training was even one tenth hard, they would be monsters in fight.
Seven days (half an hour in human time) passed and Harry returned to Poppy for his check up. She's pleased by what she saw and said if he continued the same way it'd be beneficial. Harry wondered how he used his magic when all he did was physical exercise.
Guy later explained him that he's unconsciously using magic to enhance his muscles. The strenuous exercise he did called on his magic to help him. This resulted in formation of new Magical pathways. After thirty days (two hours in the human realm) are completed, He felt stronger physically than when he's in his adult body. He's still lean and not bulky. But his muscles became dense as hard rock.. His speed increased exponentially and he knew that atleast five percent of the stagnated magic was released. Poppy confirmed it with surprise.
"So what do you think of the child?" Death asked the old man. "Think you can help him?"
"Dedicated and strong willed child. Reminds me slightly of Orochimaru when he's still young. Heavy untapped potential. Just have a heart like Jiraiya without perviness. Excellent combination of I say so. Will teach him anything he wished provided he wanted to learn.
And what's so special about this child Shinigami. You never meddle in lives of humans unless it's matter of extreme importance." He asked with suspicion.
"The child even when he has Mastery over me never misused my powers. A person willing to sacrifice his own life for others. His life was filled with sadness thanks to the bitch of my niece, Fate but he endured everything and remained pure at heart. He accepted me just so that his friends might live on. He reminds me of your pseudo grandchild Naruto."
"He's something else then." Hiruzen smiled. " I always wanted to train Naruto as he'd strong Will of Fire but due to my untimely death it didn't happen. I'll have to adjust with this child then."
Afternoon arrived without a hitch. Harry was dreading what they have in store for him at the same time determined to master anything thrown at him. After all it couldn't be more hellish than Guy's training right.
Famous last words.
When he returned back, Seniori and Hiruzen are reading a book giggling at its contents. Harry had a feeling that it's a smut filled book and kicked himself for not observing that old man is a pervert. He wondered if he's going to be surrounded by pervert in this life.
Suddenly Sirius, Iris, Snape,Tonks, Moody and Iunior sneezed at the same time.
He saw Guy doing push-ups shouting about Youth. At his arrival Death left and Hiruzen snapped the book shut and cleaned the blood from his nose.
"Morning my Youthful disciple, ready for your training?" He smiled with his thumbs up, wink and a winning smile. "Hokage-sama found a method for you to be trained by both of us simultaneously. We'll explore our youth by me training you in physical fighting. So yosh. Get ready for fanning the flames of our youth."
On hearing these words Harry's face lost all traces of colour. He came here to be taught by the old man and mentally prepared for it. But hearing that he's going to be trained not by one but both of them he nearly fainted. Composing himself he turned to Old fart and asked If he's going to survive this training from hell.
"Don't be dramatic child. You said you're preparing for war right? So we're training you in ways of warrior. Tell me about your opponent. I could ask Death but I wanted to hear everything from your perspective.
" Voldemort was by all accounts the worst Dark Lord in recent history. Brilliant, powerful, and skilled enough that Albus Dumbledore who's hailed as the strongest wizard alive was unable to defeat him in battle. Arrogant and persuasive enough to convince his followers to let him brand them with his mark as if they were cattle. Twisted and steeped in enough Dark Arts that people didn't even think he was human in the end. A formidable opponent whose beginnings occurred at Orphanage in London."
He told about everything he knew about him, his fear of Death, his entire life and his manipulations. By the time he completed the entire story, four hours have passed.
"What do you intend to do about him?" He asked
"I wanted to be perilous and fatal a for to he and his as I can be." He replied with determination in his tone and first time his eyes turned cold. Hiruzen recognised those eyes, those are the eyes of a person willing to lay down his life for protecting others.
"A friend of my Grandson once said " A person becomes powerful when he has a precious person to save." That's the difference between you and your foe. He's like my old student obsessed with immortality. He fights for himself Harry and that makes him weak in mind andspirit. If you want to or think you're enough powerful, you can drop out of the training after achieving control. If you just wanted that it takes no more than five months.
But you have a potential I never seen in my life. You remind me of both my grandsons with your determination and will power. And I don't wanna see such potential wasted. So if want I'll teach you everything I know. Don't wanna sound arrogant but I was called a professor for reason."
"Just Professor, Hokage-sama." Guy snorted. " You are called a God in human form."
Harry was stunned at their opinions on him. He knew Guy liked his dedication but this is the first time the old man praised him. He steeled his mind and prepared for any they threw at him. And he knew that the old man is powerful but he didn't imagine him to be that powerful.
"Can you teach me your runes style then?" He asked.
"You mean seals right. I'm just okay in that field if you want mastery it takes atleast two years as you are runic master. I'll call another person if you like. Hell why not...oui Death can you please bring Kushina Uzumaki to teach this kid."
Death replied that it will bring her after seven hours. Harry was then instructed to set his hands in a cross position and call on his entire magic. He then was ordered to visualise himself and release it completely. Harry felt half of his reserves drop completely.
When he opened his eyes he saw his doppelganger in front of himself. Harry thought it's an illusion and poked it. To his surprise it is completely solid.
"Knew you have a great potential." Hiruzen said as Guy gaped at him. "Performed a Shadow Clone technique in your first try. Try to create an other one." He commented
Harry even though felt exhausted created an other clone. He didn't understand why he's made to do this. He thought they were trying to drain his magic so it'll be purged easily before training his control. The old man left with his both dopplegangers and disappeared into a secluded part.
After three hours of highly intensive training, his body parts ached in places he never thought they can. Professor Guy allowed him to take rest. Suddenly his mind received two memories which aren't his own and his magic slightly replenished. He learnt slightly about a language, taught by Hiruzen, know and the old man made other clone stick leaves on his body.
After a few seconds he sorted his memories and learned everything the old man taught him. The clones transfer their memories to the creator. He also observed that his Magical control increased within his body. So they transfer anything spiritual related. Harry's eyes widened at the implications of that technique.
"Understood why I made you do that Harry. The exercise I taught your clone was the most basic control exercise. The language taught to you is Kanji, my so called runic style, the Sealing technique. If I hand you over to Kushina without even teaching you the basics, she'll have my hide. So here eat this," He said throwing a pill. "It'll recover your magic. We'll continue after we eat our full. Be prepared for Kushina she's hyperactive" He left him to catch his breath.
A hour later he created two more clones and resumed the practice. Three hours later Death returned with a woman in tow.
She's the most beautiful woman he ever laid his eyes on. Her hair was like crimson tresses Which reached middle of her thigh. With heart shaped face, violet eyes and a perfect hourglass figure Harry was left speechless on seeing her face. She's bouncing on her feet with mischievous carefree grin on her face. Her husband must be lucky.
"Hello child, My name is Kushina Uzumaki-Namikaze. You are really cute dattebane. I wanna cuddle you to death." Death along with others simply nodded.
"Your hair is really beautiful Mrs Uzumaki. Reminds me of my mother's hair but yours is darker and more exotic. Sorry I blurted out my thoughts unknowingly. My name is Harry Potter. Please help me in sealing techniques."
"You are the third person to complement me on my hair. So you got your hair from your mother's side then. Oi.. old man did you teach him Kanji or I have to start from the scratch. And call me Kushina, Mrs Uzumaki makes me feel old."
"He is a master in other form of sealing, Kushina. I taught him today and take a look at the characters. You're the expert among us."
"Hmm not bad for an amateur but could do better and learn fast if he keeps it up. Alright kid one of your clones come with me." She ordered.
"The kid himself will come with you, Kushina. We just finished training for today and I needed to complete my Icha Icha Paradise. So later." He said and disappeared. Guy too left saying anymore practice will pull his tendons.
So he's left with hyper lady who chopped him on back of his neck after he told her about the stagnated magic. He lost his consciousness immediately.
When Harry woke up it's already next day in the dimension. His body felt strangely with more magic than before. A quick scan showed that his stagnation magic was completely purified.
A delicious aroma filled the tent and Harry followed it to see his companions sitting around a bonfire and eating food. Harry's stomach grumbled and helped himself a serving.
"My stagnated magic is completely purified. How did that happen? Last thing I remember is that Kushina knocked me unconscious." He questioned.
"Our Youthful Kushina-san is a Sealing master, Harry. She's one of/ if not the best Sealing master in our world. Sealing is limited only to your imagination. But it's an extremely dangerous art. If your stagnated magic fails even a set of Kanji, you'll be crippled for life or will die. So she purified your magic using the Sealing techniques. Don't worry if you ask she'll create an other one which could confuse the diagnostic techniques. Ah there she is" He replied.
"Hello Harry had a nice sleep? Hmm now try to create as many clones as possible with three quarters of your reserves." She ordered.
There are ten poofs and a total of ten clones appeared.
"Hmm expected twenty clones but with your control, this'll do. Old man take five of the clones, I'll take five. Gai wait for half an hour and start training.
After two hours (in human world), he left the place and thanked Death for such an excellent teachers. Poppy checked him and told him to come only after two hours. The stagnated magic according to her was now down by fifteen percentage. Poppy hypothesized that the phoenix tears are helping in the cleansing the magic.
Within a week(human world) his control over magic rapidly increased. Guy told that he'll be able to hold his own against any person his age from his world in physical combat.
Kushina declared him that he completed Uzumaki level two and should start level three and taught him to use swords and throw knives.
But none of them compared to what Hiruzen taught him. In advanced control, he needed to walk on water. He was about to ask the room for water source when Hiruzen simply created a large waterfall with water technique and bowl in which the water flowed by earth technique.
His clone immediately dispelled and relayed that information. Harry was no longer surprised and asked if he knew elemental manipulation. All three of them laughed and said the old man is only one person in this world, who mastered all five elements along with Light and Darkness. His respect for their dedication and power grew day by day and he started elemental transformation.
It's rather simple now that he has person who had complete knowledge in that subject. Harry felt that future was bright for first time he appeared here. If it's dark and murky, Harry promised himself to destroy that future with his own hands.
He spent his time in Infirmary or in Room of Requirement. He just went to the kitchens whenever he wanted to eat and his Dorm to sleep. So he decided to eat with his new housemates..
So after the Chamber of Secrets fiasco, this will be the first time he'll eat with his new housemates. Henry wanted to be like his father, so his form is that of mini James Potter in front of his housemates. Only her sister's friends knew that he's a Metamorphmagus excluding the teachers.
But Harry refused to morph into the image of his father. He's proud of his mother too. So he took the base form. His housemates started to murmur about the student near their table. So he simply changed back and forth. The murmurs stopped and they left him in peace.
He's eating silently when a fourth year boy walked towards him . Harry scanned his magic and immediately recognised her as Nymphadora Tonks. It's one of the irregularities in this world he didn't want to know the root of. She is two years younger and usually defended him from misbehaving seniors and classmates. Sometimes she teased him by changing her form and playing pranks on him.
She looked nothing like Dora from his world. He, Teddy and Lupin are the only people who are privileged to call her by first name. He lost his virginity to her. She now has an air of innocence and mischief which was lost in his dimension. She currently took form of Cedric Diggory to prank him.
"Hello Dora Nymph, looking beautiful as always. Would've been more beautiful and exotic if you didn't change into a male." He spoke without raising his head.
The Ravenclaw and the Hufflepuff table table looked confusedly at those words. The idiotic second year called Cedric by an other name and uttered non sense about changing into male. All the confusion created was cleared when real Cedric arrived into the hall. They knew only one Metamorphmagus who could do the same and the idiot foolishly called out the taboo name.
All the Hufflepuffs started clearing the tables not to get caught in the crossfire. She then came out of shock (and embarrassment) and lunged at that kid. He simply moved backwards and she fell into his lap with her ass high in air. Harry decided to tease her a bit.
"My, my feeling really bold today Dora. Such a provocative position. Do you wanna get spanked in front of the entire school." He said with humour in his tone.
She replied by licking his hand. "Mmm. Sorry kid you're too young and I am too sexy for prison. Maybe five years after we can have a go at S&M. I'll be the Dominant what do you say." This response caused nosebleeds around the surroundings and he's temporarily stunned.
Taking advantage of his temporarily stunned state, she put her arms around him in a headlock. Harry simply twisted and used a silent tickling charm till she begged him to stop.
In the teacher's table Lily Evans facepalmed herself while rest of the teachers including Professor Dumbledore looked amused at the scene. But only Professor Flitwick saw that the child didn't even move his lips to perform that charm. Silent casting is sixth year material and he did it without any difficulty. Thinking nothing of it he joined the teachers looking at the outrageous pranks
They participated in a food war, which tied. They wrestled with each other and Henry pinned down the girl and she responded by kissing him on the lips An other tie. Transfigured forks to fight each other. This caused a food fight to go around and entire hall was messed in a minute.
Dumbledore simply smiled at the celebration in hall. It was stark contrast to the gloomy atmosphere during last year. After few minutes the fight grew with teachers holding a shield charm and Tonks was hit from head to toe and he's virtually spotless.
"Stay still, so that I am hit you." She shouted.
"Your aim sucks Dora. You can't hit me that easily." He struck his tongue. She threw six pumpkin pies using her magic which he dodged simply and they struck the twins. Looking at Henry was yet to get hit by anything. They formed temporary truce with Tonks to attack the brat. No one knew how he did it but he managed to release the dungbombs within the Twins pocket.
"That's.."
"..it."
"Nobody pranks..."
"..the pranksters and.."
"... gets away...
"... with it unscratched."
Slytherins from forth to seventh years simply left the hall. And first three years fought against combined might of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.
Dumbledore cleared his throat and the fight subsided. Tonks' along with the twins looked at him with a glare which clearly shouted "It's on brat. Prepare yourself."
Harry smiled. He never had a pleasant childhood what with danger from Voldemort and his Death Eaters brigade. He realised that it's the first time he behaved childishly in his life. He promised to save their innocence as much as he can.
The next few weeks of the school has unusual accidents occurred. The entire teacher's table sprouted horns for males and beards for females. Fred and George couldn't understand how the tarts they intended for Hufflepuff second years indirectly Henry went to the Professor's Table. Before they could think further, the faces of all houses forth years including themselves turned into bird face and they sprouted feathers. The knowing smirk by the brat confirmed the culprit.
Then there's other case of Dungbombs planted near Hufflepuff common room. Somehow they ended near Dumbledore's office. Minnie's enraged and shaved off fifty points apiece. Then the switching of all the school robes into garish pink shirts and pants of all year students. They brat was the only one who wore normal clothes on that day.
As O.W.L's and N.E.W.T's cannot be cancelled, Tonks was unable to participate in prank war. The budding pranksters, Iris, Seamus and few other people who wanted to take revenge on the brat took help of the brightest minds in Hogwarts like Hermione, Daphne Greengrass, Katherine Potter from second year. Percy Weasley from sixth year. And all the perfects.
But some how the kid is able to make the pranks backfire on their face. Even arrival of seventh years didn't help. So both the twins had bestowed the most honourable title of "Grandmaster Prankster." to him. Hey 'if you can't defeat the enemy make him your friend.' is the old proverb.
In the final day of Hogwarts, the kid hugged Tonks' and thanked her for taking care of him during these two years. She smiled and thanked him for making the end of her school days memorable.
When it's time to board the Hogwarts Express, to return to London, Harry sat down with the twins in a compartment. They were joined by Tonks, Iris and the perfect of Hufflepuff house Gabriel Truman and Justin Finch-Fetchley. Tonks turned into Lockhart and he turned into Rita Skeeter complete with horn-rimmed glasses and self correction quill. They made Lockhart seem even more foolish. After they left the train. Harry invited three of them to his house during summer.
And that's a wrap. Reviews are highly appreciated and the speed of the next update is directly proportional to no of reviews received. Except flames everything is accepted. And it's not going to be a crossover. They arrived here on request of Death to train him.
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SalamanderNatsu.