I am too tired to write a disclaimer story so I am just going to say this right now. AIRWATCHER DOES NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. J.K. ROWLING DOES, ALTHOUGH AIRWATCHER WISHES THAT HE OWNED AT LEAST 1% OF IT AND GOT SOME PROFIT FROM IT. THEN HE'D BE SET FOR LIFE AND WOULDN'T NEED TO GO TO HIGH SCHOOL.
Story Start
|January 5th 1992|
Harry appeared in the entrance hall and saw a lot of other people portkeying into the entrance hall. He also saw a lot of the teachers greeting the groups of students that they were in charge of. Harry walked over to professor Arnie to say hello and sign in. Once he had signed in, Harry went up to his room to put all of his stuff away. As he was putting his stuff away, Neville came in.
"Hey Harry!" yelled Neville as he came into the room.
"Neville, how are you?" replied Harry with a cheerful smile.
"I'm doing good Harry, but I do have one question. WHY DIDN'T YOU WAIT FOR ME TO PORTKEY OVER HERE? I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO PORTKEY TOGETHER," yelled Neville.
"Uh… there was a slight change in plans?" said Harry with a sheepish expression while rubbing the back of his head.
"Fine, I'll let this one go. Although I'm not entirely sure that Rachael will let it go. She was pretty worried. She thought that you had forgotten to portkey here until I told her that you were already here. Then she got pretty mad."
"Meh. I'll be fine. I'll let her cool off until dinner time. I'll come out then. Or I could hide in the library using glamour charms," said Harry while thinking what he was going to do for the next few hours until dinner time. Harry continued to ponder this until he heard a knock on the door. Harry decided to ignore it and go to sleep. But the knocking continued.
"Ma,ma. Calm down. I'm coming, I'm coming," said harry as he walked to the door. When he opened it he saw that it was Rachael.
"Hello Miss. I think you have the wrong door, because I have no idea who you are. Good bye." Harry tried to shut the door, but Rachael stopped him.
"Harry, I didn't get the wrong door, and I'm not going to yell at you, like Neville said I would. But can we talk about why you came here before you said you would." Harry stared at her while blinking before saying, "Can we talk about this later. I'm kind of sleepy at the moment."
Rachael sighed but said yes. Harry smiled and thanked her. He then continued to sleep until about ten minutes before dinner.
|Dining Hall|
Harry walked down to the dining and sat down where he normally sat. The food then appeared in front of him and he started to eat. Harry grabbed a lot of ravioli, pasta, and chicken wings. Neville, Helena, and Rachael then sat next to him.
"Hey Harry, how are you?" said Neville as he sat down.
"Tired as hell, Nev. Going to take another nap right after this. Need sleep. Badly," said Harry in broken sentences.
"Why are you so tired right now?" asked Rachael with some obvious concern.
"I used up too much magical energy. Tried to do a triple layered barrier around Michael while he was flying around the quidditch pitch and making it stay as close as possible to his skin. Very tiring. Should be in… good shape… tomorrow," said Harry as he continued to eat the ravioli. The rest of the group looked on in shock.
"How hard is doing a barrier?" asked Neville as he was confused by what Harry said.
"Neville," said Helena, "the only people who can do a single layered barrier nowadays are the headmaster and her relatives, excluding the caretaker, the headmaster of Hogwarts, the magic sage of Japan, and the charms professor of Hogwarts. But, I guess that's not really surprising considering the amount of magical energy that Harry has. So, let's go flying now!"
"Too tired," mumbled Harry, "I will go to bed. You go flying without me."
"Man, Harry really is a party pooper when he has no energy. I hope he is never like this again. Okay, Harry go up to your room and sleep. We'll go have some fun."
"K. I'll go up after I finish this yummy ravioli." Rachael, Helena, and Neville nodded and went out to go play some quidditch.
|Next Day 7:00 a.m. Denver Time|
Harry and Neville both got up at the same time and stretched.
"I am so glad that my magical core replenished itself last night. Otherwise I'd be a walking zombie again today. But there was a strange glowing dragon on my left shoulder," said harry as he thought about the glowing dragon could mean. Neville and Harry got ready for the day and then went downstairs to the dining hall.
"Hi Helena, Rachael, how are you doing today?"
"Great!" said Helena in a very happy tone.
"Horrible," grumbled Rachael.
"Ok. Well, it's the beginning of the trimester. What masteries are you aiming for Helena, Rachael?"
"Oh that's easy. I am aiming for the history and Rachael is aiming for the potions mastery. What about you guys," replied Helena.
"I am," said Harry.
"aiming for," continued Neville.
"Defense and Spell Creation."
"While Neville is"
"aiming for."
"Herbology," finished off Neville.
"How many times have we told you guys not to do that?" said Rachael in an exasperated tone.
"I believe that the final count was," said Harry.
"599 times," according to the day before finals," said Neville. "But we should be getting to class, it's almost eight, and I don't think that Arashi-Sensei will be very happy." The others nodded and went to class.
|Defense against the Dark Arts|
"Alright class," said Arashi-Sensei, "I believe it is time for us to give some recognition to the people with the highest scores in their class. With the highest score of a 99, Harry Potter, with a score of a 98, Rachael Trask, with a score of a 96 Neville Longbottom, with a score of a 90 Amahn Miscowiz, and finally with a score of an 85 Helena Trask." He then handed out each test to the individual so that they could look at each test.
"But in addition to celebrating the high scores, I also compare how you did in comparison to last year's class. Last year, the average score was a 72. This year, the average score is an 89. You guys are one of the best classes in defense compared to last year."
"Sensei," said one of the students as she raised her hand.
"Yes Sarah?"
"I scored an 86 on the multiple choice and short answer, but I only got a 70 on the practical. Was the practical a big portion of the test?"
"Yes Sarah, it was. I told you before the exam that it was. It was about 65% of the test. Now, I will allow for some test corrections on both the written and the practical. But only if you got below a 75 and you the highest you can get is a 75. But now's the time for questions, if you have any," said Arashi.
"Sensei," a petite looking girl named Alex asked, on number 20 on the written part of the test, the question asked…" Class continued with the class asking questions for about 15 minutes. Arashi then started teaching the theory on the Flagrate spell to write words in fire.
"Man, that class was easy," said Neville as the gang walked out of the classroom.
"Yeah, it was easy for us because we go the spell down right away. Harry had the easiest time. He wasn't even concentrating when he did the spell. Isn't that right Harry?" asked Rachel.
"Huh? Oh yeah. Class was real easy. It was actually an easier class than usual. I didn't even have to concentrate. Probably due to the fact that I have already cast more elemental spells that are much harder than what we had to do in class today."
"Really?" asked Rachel, "What elemental spells have you cast so far?"
"I haven't cast many and what I have done isn't that much. All I've done so far is create whips out of all the elements. I've also been able to create different animals purely out of lightning, wind, and water.
"You call that not a lot?" asked Rachel incredulously.
"Uh, yeah. Creating whips out of the elements isn't that hard is it?" asked Harry.
"You're right," responded Helena, "It's impossible! But we can talk later. Rachel and I have to go to potions. See ya." Rachel and Helena ran off to potions while Harry and Neville just walked to Spell Crafting. The day continued on like this for each class, a part dedicated to the recognition of the top scorers, and the devotion to the introduction of a new topic. At dinner time, the headmistress made an important announcement.
"Welcome back everyone from Christmas break. While it is good to have everyone back, there are some very good news thatI would like to share with everyone. As I told you at the beginning of the year, there is going to be an international dueling competition taking place at Hogwarts. I have entered our team in the competition. We have one first year, one fourth year, one sixth year, and two seventh year students. The names of the people who got on are as follows. Harry Potter. Jough Hcrab. Daniel Yedidovitch. Xavier Claran. Isabella Snider.The competition will start on February 25th, so we all will take portkeys and stay in tents there. I expect you to be on your best behavior. Have a good meal!" the Headmistress said with a big smile. The students then burst into chatter and started eating.
"Harry! Why didn't you tell us that you tried out for the dueling team? And that you got on to the dueling team?"
"Well, I didn't know if I had gotten on to the team until tonight. As for why I didn't tell you that I had tried out earlier, I kind of forgot about it until tonight," said Harry with a sheepish grin on his face.
"How the hell can you forget about something so important?" yelled Rachel.
"Very easily, I assure you," said Harry, "Besides, it doesn't matter. All that matter is that I have to work doubly hard on my dueling techniques, how well I know my current spells, and the amount of spells that I have. I guess I could go ask Professor Gabriel about dueling techniques. Apparently, he was a dueling champion in his prime. He also duels with swords still, so he should be able to help."
"Ok, but are you going to need a dueling partner, because all of us are willing to help," said Rachel.
"I'll take all the help I can take. We can get started tomorrow. I have to go ask Professor Gabriel tonight. I also need to go get a copy of the rules from him as well."
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow then," said Rachel as she and Helena went up to their dorm room.
"See you in the dorm room Harry," said Neville as he too left. Harry then ran all the way to Professor Gabriel's classroom.
"Hey professor," said Harry as he entered Gabriel's classroom, "Could I ask you a question?"
"You just did, but sure. What can I help you with?"
"I heard that you were once a dueling champion, so I was curious if you would help me prepare for the dueling competition? Also, can you give me a copy of the competition rules?"
"Of course I can help you. Let's meet every Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays until the competition starts, sounds good. And here are the rules," said Gabriel as he gave a sheet of paper to Harry.
"Thanks Sensei. I'll see you later." Harry raced to his room. He said good night to Neville as Neville was already in bed, before starting a letter. The next morning he went and used an owl to deliver it to his family.
|Potter Manor: 5:00 p.m. England Time|
"Rosie," yelled Lily, "There is a letter from Harry for you!"
"Coming Mom," yelled Rose before coming down to grab the letter.
Dear Family,
I have settled back in at Salem. But I have some great news. I am coming to Hogwarts in about a month. I am coming for the International Dueling competition that is taking place at Hogwarts. I am on the dueling team as well. But, I will be the only 1st year on the team. Oh, and I get to use my sword in the duel if I want. Please come and watch.
From,
Harry
P.S. Dad, can you send me a book on creating a marauder's map?
A/N
So yeah. Tell me if you think that the dueling competition should stay a dueling competition or become something like the Olympics for magical schools? What countries do you want to be present more than others?
Do you like me creating everyone but the Michael, Ron, and Hermione to Harry? Especially James and Lily?
Am I moving the story along too fast?
Sorry, about the change in the chapter, but I had too many people for the team. The set up for the team is like a kendo team, and there are only 5 people in a kendo team. Thnx. Lata.
~Airwatcher
