Harry Potter: The Shadow Warrior
Perspectives of a wizarding family
"What is going on here, why were you two attacking children? Don't tell me that Voldemort is recruiting kids nowadays." James Potter confronted his wife and ex-headmaster on the events that just happened. He had not looked carefully down on the unconscious bodies lying on the floor. If he had looked he would have realized how alike the boy looked to a younger version of himself, even when the boy was laying face down on the girl.
"James! Oh James" Lily cried as she rose from her position and clung to him, crying all over his shoulder. "He's going to hate us even worse now. He'll never forgive us."
Rose had walked towards the bodies that lay on the floor, staring at the black headed boy. She glanced between her father and the body laying on the floor, they were so similar, even a girl of nine could easily make out the similarities between the two. She had never seen a picture of Harry so she did not know that that was her brother on the floor. She heard the hysteric voice of her mother, whom still crying on her fathers shoulder. She then saw the girl he was laying on, she knew that girl, she had been to their house with her brother before, after all Nathan was best friends with Ron Weasley, and she had gone over there several times. That was Ginny Weasley.
Ginny was always friendly with her whenever they were there, and now she was hurt. She approached the girl and started to shake her. "Ginny. Wake up! Ginny!" she chanted over and over while shaking the unconscious girl.
Lily turned towards her daughter's voice, she had forgotten all about Ginny Weasley. They needed to get the Weasley's over to deal with this also. She didn't know what else to do, her son had shown so much affection for that girl, and if she was honest to herself she would admit that she was jealous. She wanted her son to care enough that he would abandon a fight he was in the middle of, to be lost from reality, because you care so much for a person that when something happens to that person, all you care about it being there for that person.
There was of course still the question of how they knew each other, the Weasley's never mentioned Harry to her, and she hoped that the Weasley's trusted them enough that they would have told her had they known.
James was paralyzed by the shock of finding out who the boy that lay on the floor. The son he had lost so long ago, the son that he and Lily had been searching for so long. He could already tell that the boy was strong by the definitions his body showed. The condition of Albus told him what he wanted to know about the boy's power. Lily's reaction was something that confused him the most, she seemed to have done something to ensure the hatred of the boy, at least that was what she perceived.
From the little that Lily had told him, he reasoned that his son wanted to escape from the house, just like he had done so many years ago. He could understand why Lily did not want him to leave the house, after all she would have been worried of never seeing her son again. The question he was wondering though was why Dumbledore also insisted on keeping Harry here. Dumbledore was close with the family and all, and he had also helped in the search for Harry and ordered the Order to do the same, but why would the man personally have interest in Harry and not send someone to the job for him? He stored that question in memory, determined to get an answer at a later date.
"Lily, James, how about you escort Miss Weasley back to her parents while I take Harry back to his room and ensure that he will not try to run away again." Dumbledore offered, already a plan developing in his mind.
"Why? It would be much easier if you brought her back and we get Harry back into his room, wouldn't it?" asked James, still not very certain why the Headmaster was showing so much interest in his recently found son.
"James, my boy, you have just arrived so you do not know the power that your son holds, he could very well be more powerful then me or Voldemort, it would be easy for him to runaway once he wakes up without certain precaution being made. I just want to ensure that he stays here long enough too at least have time to forgive you and explain where he has been this last couple of years." Dumbledore replied.
"James, let Albus be, he knows what he is doing, and if it at least keeps Harry here long enough for us to ask forgiveness then I would welcome it. I just want my son back James, I want to at least have a chance" Lily cried to her husband, the smallest hope of getting the forgiveness of her son overriding any reasoning of keeping her son against his will.
(Much later that day)
The grass plains were a magnificent sight, the hills in the background on accented the beauty of the surrounding area. A light breeze was blowing in the wind creating small waves in the lake nearby. A perfect place, aside from the fact that besides two people there was not an animal or human in sight. Even though there was a small forest nearby, a forest that anyone would have assumed to host a number of creatures, there was none.
One of the two people had dark black messy hair, emerald green eyes and if one could read aura's they would say he had that of a warrior's. The other was a girl, probably a year younger then the boy, her hair, an auburn colour, flowing with the wind, her brown eyes fixed on the boys, each of them in the others arm. They had lost all sense of time, this was their place, a place only a reality in their minds. Two souls converging in the same dream plain, a place where total privacy was a possibility, a place that was a safe haven for two people.
There was no warning before hand, no signs that they would be ripped from each others arms and brought back to the realm of reality.
The similar nauseating feeling struck him again, his head again spinning mirroring the symptoms he had earlier in the day. No light came through the window this time as the sun had already set. His vision a blur for a split second before his eyes adapted to the darkness. All seemed well for a moment before a strange feeling hit him hard.
Something was missing, he did not know what, all he knew was that he felt that he had just lost something he really needed. The source of his feeling came obvious when he tried to lift his arm, it was heavier then normal, and upon closer inspection he noticed an arm brace just below his hand. The brace was made completely of metal, of what type he did not know. Runes were inscribed completely around the brace, runes he could not decipher properly in the darkness. There was an identical one on his other arm too.
Apprehension hit him even harder then his feeling of loss, nothing good could come from these braces. He already suspected what the braces were used for, after all braces were always used to bind something, and this was probably no exception.
He was proven right when he had tried to cast a simple summoning charm on his staff, not only did the staff not come, but the runes inscribed on the braces started to glow, only proving that the braces were the one constricting the magic.
Frantically he tried to remove them, unable to find a latch or any thing that could release them. To him it seemed as if they had been moulded directly on to his arms. Even so, his instincts coupled with his desperation did not let him give up on removing them. He could feel his magical core building up, trying to find a release it so desperately needed. The rune inscriptions all the while glowing brighter as it fought the release of his magic. To the credit of the braces, the metal it was made of did not even show signs of damage even with the powerful core of his. No signs of weakening, no signs of it constraining the great amount of magic that held his magic in place.
To have just come out from his peaceful state of mind to find such a damning object robbing him of his major source of strength was such a blow to his state of mind. He was now in pure panic, he relied too much on his magic for it to be robbed like this.
Ginny Weasley woke up feeling the familiar feeling of nausea that came from naturally waking from a stunning curse. She had felt it several times over her years at Hogwarts. This had happened when weak stunners were cursed on her, and she fighting it off before they were unable to enervate her.
Minutes after waking up she could feel a disturbing feeling through her bond. It was weaker then normal and she did not understand why. They would have still kept Harry at Potter Manor, even if he was not there the bond would still be strong even if he was brought anywhere besides a different world. Even so, she could still feel what he was feeling through the bond, and the feelings were not good.
Panic, pure and simple, that was what he was feeling, and it was only getting worse. Soon the apprehension was added to the panic, she could feel his desperation building up too.
She jumped up from her bed and ran to her door, mimicking what she had done earlier, only to find that her door was locked. She looked for her wand every where in vain, unable to find it even with a wandless summoning charm. With her limited knowledge of wandless magic she tried to open the door, casting several charms. When the charms did not work she then tried hexes and curses to blow the door down. Unfortunately her skill in wandless magic was not good enough to power them and so the spells all failed.
Desperately she banged on the door, shouting for someone to release her from her room. All the while feeling Harry's panic rising, the urge to help him grew even more.
She did not know how long she had tried, but upon realising that nobody was going to open the door for her she slid down onto the floor in failure and cried. Her inability to help him coupled with the feelings she was getting from him soon overwhelming her.
The entire Potter family save for Harry was in the hall of Potter Manor along with Albus Dumbledore. They were there for a long time, explanations and retelling of events were passed from one person to the next.
James was told about the events that had happened in Diagon Alley, about how they were alerted to Harry's presence and about the ensuing battle between them. No detail of the fight was left out, as the headmaster managed to fill in details that Lily could not. Frankly, James was amazed, from what he had heard his son was extremely powerful and might have even won the battle if not for the interference from his wife. He heard of how Harry commanded a golem like no wizard or witch had done for centuries. Dumbledore even explained to him about Harry's incredible knowledge in things that only few knew about.
Then there were the events that happened in Potter Manor. How Harry managed to get through the traps that were set by Dumbledore and Lily with the help from Kingsley and Alastor. He did not know why they felt it was necessary to cast those traps, he knew that Lily wasn't sure why she had cast it too, besides the order from Dumbledore. It seemed Dumbledore had insisted on those traps being cast, he explained it away by saying they were 'necessary precautions', but James was unable to see why they were necessary.
The most disturbing of all the things he had heard tonight however, was what Dumbledore had done to his son. It seemed that Dumbledore had procured object that could bind someone's magic, and had then proceeded to use it on his son. This time Dumbledore reasoned that it was necessary to keep Harry from escaping. James could not argue with that, from what he heard, Harry could leave without much of a hassle if he wanted to. It seemed that the objects were very rare, and it was by luck that Dumbledore had it, they were apparently made by the ministry to contain even the strongest of magic. It was just an advanced version of what the aurors used to bind their criminals.
Nathan was sitting quietly in the corner, he had not moved for quite a while. He had been listening to what his parent and headmaster was talking about. He had missed his brother dearly since he had left, he never knew where Harry had gone, he did not even remember when he had left. All he remembered was that it was sometime near his fifth birthday that his mother and father had become frantic and that there were many people that came to the house looking for Harry.
He remembered the few memories he had of Harry, how he used to play with Harry, how he used to see Harry do magical things. To him it was normal because his parents used to do it all the time, he was too young to comprehend how Harry was doing all this and why he himself could not. Now however as he recollected those memories, he could understand the great strength and power his brother held. He even understood why Harry had runaway.
He had remembered that his brother was recluse most of the time, always in his room reading books that he could never understand. He remembered that his brother had stopped playing with him at sometime before his disappearance, when exactly, he could not remember though. Again he was too young to have actually comprehended the neglect and isolation his brother had to face at that time.
It was only now that everything came to the surface of his mind, his guilt at not having done anything, and only having added to the problem along with it.
"You know, Harry was able to do magic even before he left right" He had interrupted his parents and headmaster in their talk. "I used to see him perform magic several times, never did think anything special of it then, but now I know better"
"What do you mean? He never used magic in front of us." James had replied to his son, shocked at what he was hearing.
"Do you really have to ask why you never saw him do magic, if I remember correctly, we were never around him that much, I think that I was around him more then you were then, and so would have seen him do things you would have never have noticed." He explained to his father, a cold tone in his voice. After all, how could his parents do that to his brother?
"What kind of magic did he perform Mr. Potter. Are you sure it was not bouts of accidental magic. I fail to see how a five year old could have such control over his magic as you seem to be implying." Dumbledore had rebuked, stating what the elder Potters were both thinking.
"No, he was definitely in control of his magic, if he wanted something, it would come to him. I saw him fix a cup that had once fallen on the floor. I remember that he just starred at it and then wave his hand over it before the thing started to fix itself back. Similar to how it does when you cast a reparo on it. There were other occurrences to but I can't remember them all" Nathan explained, trying to get through to his headmaster and parents.
"Why did he never tell us then? To be able to do that is incredible, he would have told us. Nathan are you a hundred percent certain?" James asked again still unable to believe it.
"Look. You never showed him any attention, so do you think he would have told you about it. I bet that he kept it a secret from you because he did not feel comfortable telling you what he was capable of. He probably thought you would have not have listened anyway, And yes I am very certain that he could do wandless magic then. Just look at the types of books he was reading, they were incredibly complex for someone of his age, and they were all about different types of magic. That should be proof enough." Finally it seemed that the adults managed to accept the facts. However that knowledge only brought more guilt to the elder Potter, thus resulting in Lily Potter breaking down in tears once again.
Rose Potter had heard about Harry before, unfortunately besides the fact that he was her brother she did not know anything else about him. She had never seen any pictures of him because her mother had kept it all in his room. A room she could not enter because her mother did not allow anyone to disturb it at all. Oh she had tried to enter the room but never had success.
Even Nathan had never spoken about him to her, and she never asked. To her the subject seemed like a taboo in the house, too forbidden for her to even ask about. She knew her parents had searched for him for a long time.
The things she was hearing about him was amazing though. It was like something out of her story books. He seemed to be so powerful, and she could already tell that Ginny was a kin to the fair maiden in the story. The way she had found him hunched over Ginny protectively earlier told her that. For him to have faced Albus Dumbledore was again something amazing to her.
Ever since she could remember, her parents had always said that Dumbledore was the greatest wizard in the world, and now here was a boy that managed to almost defeat him and probably would in the future, and this boy was a brother she knew nothing about.
She wanted to get to know him, she was determined to get to know him. He was brother after all.
She felt pressure being applied on the door that she was leaning against. She had been sitting down there crying, all sense of time forgotten in the face of her troubles. She quickly got up, only to have the door nearly smash into her face if not for her quick reflexes.
There in the door way stood the only other woman in the house, her mother, a force that even she was very reluctant to mess with. She would have run to the fireplace if not for her mother blocking the doorway completely. She waited for the explosion of noise that was sure to come, her eyes cringing in expectation, her body becoming even tenser then it already was.
The explosion of noise was not present. Thinking it safe she opened her eyes only to see the disappointment in her mother's eyes. She would have preferred a scolding compared to what her mother was doing now. However her mother did not seem to disappoint as she started her verbal bashing when she was least prepared.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING! GOING OVER TO THE POTTERS HOUSE AND ASSAULTING LILY POTTER LIKE THAT! AND TO DO SO IN FRONT OF THE HEADMASTER! HAVEN'T I THOUGHT YOU BETTER! I WOULD HAVE EXPECTED SOMETHING LIKE THIS FROM THE BOYS, BUT NOT FROM YOU!..."
"Mom, you don't know what they did, they took him by force. I need to go save him. You have to let me go, he doesn't want to be there. Something is wrong, they did something to him, I know it." Ginny interrupted, trying to explain the urgency of the matter to her mother.
However, either her mother did not hear it or chose not to as she still continued with her tirade. "…AND LEAVING THE HOUSE WITHOUT TELLING ANYBODY WHERE YOU ARE GOING! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS! LUCKILY THE POTTERS WERE DECENT ENOUGH NOT TO SEND YOU TO THE AURORS FOR ATTACKING THEM…"
From behind her mother she could see her brother's congregating on the floor. She was relieved to see her father come down from his room, she knew if anybody could stop her mom's shouts it would be her dad. He did not disappoint her. His hand was placed on her mothers shoulders from behind, his head leaned close to her ear.
Ginny could tell that her father was whispering to her mother, of what she could not make out, but she could tell that her mother was calming down. However her mother's glare was still in place. Finally her mothers voice ended, only to be replaced by her fathers.
"You, young lady are in serious trouble. Care to explain why you felt the need to go to the Potter's residence and attack Lily Potter"
"Dad, they are holding Harry against his will. He was fighting his way out, I needed to help him. Harry is my friend, my best friend. I think they did something to him… I know they did something to him. I need to go back there… I will go back there, I need to help him." Ginny told her father. As she spoke she had become more determined, her resolve hardening.
"Who is this Harry, and why would the Potter harm him. Albus Dumbledore was there, and I very much doubt that he would hold someone against their will unless they deserved it, much less a child" her father replied, not believing what his daughter had just told him.
"Harry is my friend, my best friend… No he is more then my friend, I love him, he loves me. I will not allow him to be harmed, and it is Dumbledore that is holding him against his will along with the Potter. They are under the delusion that Harry must stay there, while he doesn't want to. Now dad if you kindly return my wand I will need to go and save him" She stated, her voice now hardened.
"Ginny! If the headmaster is holding someone there then they must deserve it" Her mother broke in the conversation.
Giving up on trying to reason with her parents, she raised her hand towards the door. Concentrating hard, and hoping with every fibre of her body that the spell worked she summoned her wand wandlessly. For a moment it seemed like the spell did not work, then she heard something crash below her. A few seconds later she could see her wand as it flew towards her, unfortunately her father was in the way and the wand hit him directly in the head before it righted itself back and flew to her hand.
Taking advantage of the shock her family was in at her display of wandless magic she ran to the fireplace. Quickly grabbing the Floo powder, she threw it in the fireplace and shouted the words that she had done previously "POTTER MANOR!"
A/N: Okay I know the suppressed magic thing has been done before but let me assure you Harry's magic won't be suppressed for long. I just needed Harry at Potter Manor for a short while. Please read and review.
DawnsRedemption: I'm sorry but I braces before your review. But let me just reiterate, his magical bind will only last for a short while. I wont tell you why though, but I can tell you it has nothing to do with his siblings even though rose is so determined, and Nathan realises his mistakes.
Kyntor: Dumbledore had time to recuperate while Harry was fighting the stunner, also they are weak but for two powerful wizards to consider something weak is not really saying much. What I mean by that is that what Harry and Dumbledore find weak could be average for normal wizards.
Kyuubi sensei: Ginny is not defenceless by any means, she was just stunned in the back. When Harry saw Ginny on the floor all reasoning left his brain, he loves her greatly and any sign of hurt she shows, especially at his expense would greatly distract him.
