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SUMMARY:
THIS IS AN OOC STORY. It has been done a thousand times before, so why not one more time? Harry accidently discovers a sinister plot that has mapped out everything about his future, his past and his present. Now, he must fight against everything he believes in and has been taught, to embrace his destiny. In the process he discovers, new friends, magic and a chance to finally have the life he's always wanted. All he has to do is destroy Voldemort and kill the puppeteer controlling the strings of his life, and to finally understand; it's always for the greater good!
NOW THE PLOTS ARE ALL MINE; AND THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO AUTHOR J. K. ROWLING, PUBLISHER BLOOMSBURY PUBLISHING (UK), ARTHUR BOOKS (US) AND THE DISTRIBUTORS WARNER BROS. THE REST OF THE STORY AND CHAPTERS BELONG SOLELY TO ME 'SAHIBA'.
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Key For this Chapter:
Harry's thoughts
Lia's thoughts
Flame Familiar's thoughts
'One's own thoughts!' - Human
'One's own thoughts!' - Flame Familiars
Chapter Ten
BitterSweet Memories
(Part III)
Lia waited patiently as Ry fell asleep, the Flame-Blanket acting as a real cocoon of warmth as it enveloped Ry in its Golden Glow. Lia smiled softly as she heard Ry's content thought;
Lily's; My Mother's Name.
Lia shifted slightly, as she mirrored her early position when she had fallen asleep the previous night. This time they had no barrier between them. Her flames warm enough as she snuggled closer to Ry. Placing her palm in Ry's unconscious warm palm, she closed her eyes, allowing the memory to enter her consciousness.
Key:
(Ry's memories will be bold, and his own thoughts Italized.)
(The Characters will be calling him Ry, because he's now conditioned himself to hear only Ry).
Ry sat in his favorite place in the Library. The Part of the Library, he had quite literally stumbled upon, when he was trying to hide from a particularly persistent Chocolate-eyed bushy brunette. One would think after a month and a half, of avoiding said person, one would get the hint that the other one would not want to talk to that person.
Ry shook his head, the though almost gave him whiplash. The point was, avoiding Granger had been so vital, he had lost track of the many shelves he was circling, and had no idea where he was when he felt an empty shelve behind him.
Cursing Ry had realized he'd accidentally cornered himself in the Haunted Part (A Fascinating story that had made a whole lot of sense, afterwards) of the Library, he'd not only ended up in a dead-end area, he was trapped as every Lantern blinked out. Plunging him into absolute darkness, having no way to figure out how far away Granger was, or whether she was anywhere near him, he'd stepped into a tiny sliver of space wide enough to fit his lanky frame.
And then he'd crashed against the adjacent bookshelf, when he'd lost his balance, and that had, like all mysterious hidden doors, deposited him into a smaller replica of The Hogwarts Library. And since that did happen, considering, the entire Bookshelf had moved silently!
Depositing a shocked Ry right into a oval shaped room, scaring the life straight out of him.
The room had changed a bit, since he's first time. A lot like The Room Of Requirement, it had provided any book he'd asked for. There weren't any restrictions on the books he'd found here. And then there was the homey feel it had given, the moment he had stepped into the room. Plush chairs, couches, a few desks, lamps, and more books, supplied from the previous person who had last visited this room. Alec Winters' — Own Collection sat collecting dust on one of the shelves. The room looked more lived in then the Gryffindor Tower.
Had Alec, been treated well in Hogwarts, was his life a lie as well?
Returning to the Present Ry looked up from the Arithmancy Book he'd been reading, and sighed heavily. Today had been a bad day, things were getting worse.
Even though he'd spent most of his time on his own, scribbling in a notebook (he'd asked Adam to get him, and a stationery set, he'd paid the boy for), conjuring spells, practicing all kinds of magicks, till dawn, sleeping for barely five hours a day, and jogging around the lake (sometimes with Luna, who would never ask what had changed), just helped him, with simple things like breakfast or water and once an odd tasting energy shake.
Ry shuddered, that shake had made Snape's worst concoction taste way better.
Changing his classes from Defense Against The Dark Arts... An interesting tale by itself;
("You Want to what?" Snape had asked me, "I'm sorry, must be my age Potter", he'd drawled, "So, let me understand this, repeat that again… slowly", he'd stressed).
Recalling the reaction most everyone had, when he'd stood up to repeat the words ("I'd like to transfer out of DADA and shift to an Arithmancy Class and—", I'd said),
The jaws that dropped, and the shouts that had been yelled were predictable.
("Harry? Are you mental mate?" Weasley had asked and with a…"I don't see how this any of your business Weasley", Ry had answered in dismal as Granger had simply stared at him, like he'd started speaking German fluently).
Turning back to the professor,
("Professor, you and I both know I've mastered the entire curriculum of DADA from 1st year to 7th year and then some. I've had help from The Prince", he explained with a piercing stare, "-and I've studied every book, Dark and Light. This is my BEST subject. Which makes sense I want to excel at it; So, when I read Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, can be used to enhance one's ability to strengthen ones Defensive as well as Offensive abilities against Darkness, from The Prince itself. I came here to have your permission Sir, to transfer. I'd also like your extra guidance and tutoring, so I can complete the required work before the month ends", Ry had explained).
Snape had looked like someone had just asked him to marry him, swallowing all he could do was nod. Ry had at least been expecting a retort or something.
Draco had shot him a grin, well aware of the plan, but had wisely kept his mouth shut.
Ry had often wondered given the relationship he had with Granger, wasn't there some tension there? And what do you know, there was.
Draco had cried for a good hour, which had been faintly disturbing.
I had no idea he was that bloody sensitive…
Ry had listened, and had offered comfort.
There was very little he could say, and then there was the moment Luna had walked in on them, that had been all kinds of Awkward.
Ry had pulled Draco onto his lap, and had wiped the Little Dragon's tears with the pads of his thumb, he'd been in the middle of wiping away an ink smudge on his left cheek, when Luna had walked up.
("Hey Ry, I saw you from the Ravenclaw tower, and since you were alone I came to sit with—you—oh…" the blonde had trailed off as she saw Draco snuggling against his shoulder).
It hadn't helped matters when Ry had blushed six different shades of red, and while pushing Draco off of his lap (A task proved difficult as the Little Dragon was clingy as all hell, and was glaring at Luna, who was still standing there in shock), his head had come up, to retort something particularly rude; Ry was sure, and had accidentally connected his mouth with Ry's.
Ry went pale at the memory.
If there was a deity in heaven she must have really hated him then, that 'Kiss' for a lack of better word had shocked Luna so bad, she'd fallen to her knees in shock, blubbering like a kid, cursing ("Bloody Hell… it's always the good looking ones!"), and bringing Ry's blush back full force.
The thirty minutes spent explaining his relationship and 'FRIENDSIP' with the Slytherin blonde, helped Draco get over his broken heart, as he laughed himself silly, and now that he thought about it explained why Luna stayed in The Great Hall for Lunch.
Although, getting back to the point, after rearranging his entire school schedule, much to McGonagall's absolute consternation, he'd come under Dumbledore's radar. It had taken some art and acting to explain his reasons, 'To understand the Magical World Better', and fill his mind with Ginny without gagging. As he thought of her smile, and laugh and her body. Well aware of The Dumbledead's ability to read minds without Occlumency (Probably through his half-moon spectacles), as he smiled politely and curbed all desire to Strangle the Twat during the interrogation.
Several hours cursing 'A Dummy' in the Room of Requirement had helped bring his rage to a more normal level. And if he was angry at Dinner, most thought it was due to the friction between Weasley's nagging and Granger's attempts to talk to him.
And when Ginny had sat next to him all bright and cheery handing him a goblet of Pumpkin juice, (he'd vanished with wandless magic), he took a sip, and he'd smiled pat her on the head and bid adieu stating his exhaustion with the classes and work load, only to end up at the spot by the lake, strangling a transfigured rock, that looked like Ginny.
Neither Luna (Because Draco and Ry had to explain why they were friends, they'd explained everything! It's very hard to fool a Ravenclaw, Ry had remembered) nor Draco had said anything, simply allowing him to release his pent up fury, as he throttled the doll to his heart's content.
After changing his School schedule, the intense training with Luna (who'd offered to help her reasoning being, "Dummies don't fight back Ry!" she'd explained), and his workload.
Stunning the teachers with his grades, he had jumped to be the third best student after Draco and Granger.
To him Draco was smarter, anyway; he'd finally got himself caught by Weasley and Granger, who had locked him in a classroom, he could have easily blasted away, if Granger hadn't the foresight to make a second year guard the door.
Ry couldn't very well hurt a kid.
The ensuing drama had been both hilarious and agonizing.
Now that he actually thought about it, Weasley really had been useless, which friend betrays one three times, gets forgiven and does it again? Agonizing because Granger really was observant but was also playing the harp on his last nerve, what had she said, oh… 'My fraternizing with Loony Lovegood, and my mixed feelings for Ginny, that I was confusing the girl?'
If I had a voodoo doll, I'd have it look like Granger.
If only…
Sighing Ry had remembered blowing up...again, his magic reacting as his migraine pulsed through, and the benches started shaking. Granger had fallen in shock, as Weasley had stood stupefied, moving slowly trying to help the brunette.
Ry had yelled, "ENOUGH!" and everything had gone back to normal. The class looked untouched and ordinary.
Opening the door, Ry had thanked the Second year, smiled and politely walked away. Now in Alec's Room, Ry tried to understand.
What the Bloody hell had Happened?
Lia grinned, "I knew it he is an elemental! He used the Earth Element, unconsciously knocking Granger off of her feet, by vibrating the floor beneath her. That's why everything started shaking, and after he reigned in his temper long enough to leave the room, nothing else had moved. Leo—", she turned to the Fox sitting by her feet, "It's different this time", she announced.
Leo nodded sagely, wagging his tails happily. Lia turned back to the memory, "What had changed? What was the last straw? What hurt the most Ry?" she murmured closing her eyes and finding the memory again.
Ry stood up, and walked to the window, opening the Large French Doors, he stood on a balcony, the balcony faced the Dark Forbidden Forest. Thinking quickly he grabbed his notebook, and made a few calculations. "Hmmm... I Wonder?" he mumbled, then standing straight he placed the notebook on the table, to his side. Standing idly, "Dobby", he called out.
The elf appeared immediately, "Master Harry calls Dobby, Dobby is happy, what cans Dobby do, Master Harry Potter", he'd asked happily.
Ry smirked, "That Tree on the Horizon… Do you see it?" he pointed at the tree.
Lia gasped, "Oh…" she whispered.
"Dobby I need to ask you two things. One does Dumbledore control you?" he asked. Dobby frowned, but shook his head, "No. Dobby is a free elf, Dobby did not bond with the Headmaster", he said.
Ry smirked, "Okay secondly. I need you to go to that tree, and plant these five stones. On all four sides, that is North, East, South and West; into the ground and one in the center of its trunk. When that's done; a tree spirit will appear, it will ask you, what you want… Let her know of me, tell her who I am, as best you can describe me. Tell her I will keep the contract. I swear on my magic", Ry had said handing Dobby four Rubies and one Emerald.
Dobby had nodded, returning five minutes later.
Ry had smiled sadly, "I'm sorry Dobby, but I have to", he raised his wand, "Please Forgive me. Obliviate", the elf had fallen unconscious, in his arms. Ry cursed, "I hate this", pasting a false smile, he grinned at Dobby as his glazed eyes cleared. Large Tennis-ball like eyes blinked warily.
"Are you alright? Maybe Dumbledore is making you work too hard?" Ry asked.
Dobby nodded vigorously, "I is sorry I is needing sleep, I has been working too much. Headmaster has been asking odd things, like to keep eyes on you, but you only study and sleep. Oh and talk to Miss Loony. At times I has been told to stay away from you. I is so tired. Headmaster Dumbes is confusing!" Dobby rambled.
Ry inwardly grinned.
Even house-elves call him Dumbles... At last... Justice!
The easiest way to make an elf talk was to Obliviate him, the magical side-effect would force him to spill all secrets and then wait as they're knocked out again.
Ry waited a beat, and true to what he'd read Dobby fell asleep, waking up a brief second later, "Master Harry! Dobby is sorry, Dobby fell asleep!" he cried out.
Ry smiled gently, "It's alright Dobby, I just wanted to have something to eat, but I have an Exam to prepare for", he indicated the books spread on the table, "—I was wondering if I could trouble you, for some Lunch", he requested.
Dobby beamed, "Dobby will bring The Great Harry Potter some food!" he announced happily.
Ry blinked as Dobby reappeared in the space of a second, holding a large tray filled with everything. Thanking the elf, he took a sip, and nodded, "Mmmm" he smiled. Dobby grinned and left with promises to serve him and only him.
Ry spat the drink out and as quick as he could rid the tray of all food.
Slapping a hand to his forehead he sighed heavily. The taste to food had started changing after the week he had to endure waiting for the potions to flush out of his system. Sending "Magiks Food Delivery" a request to have his food delivered by owl had become his ration for the last month and the half.
Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner had been right tricky at times.
Ry had developed quite the knack for avoiding, disappearing and generally not drinking/eating anything Ginny gave him. The torture on his system was excruciating.
Luna's cooking had helped ("Years of Hunting Crumple Horned Snorcacks, teaches one how to build a fire without Magic, and cooking over an open flame. More meat Ry?"), and Draco had asked his mother to send him sweets, and or normally discreetly feeding him toast, by the lake. Teasing him by being particularly odd whenever Luna was present, feeding him grapes by hand and occasionally mouth, The Little Dragon enjoyed teasing him.
Ry laughed at the nickname, "I wonder what he'd say if he knew I called him that… The Little Dragon", chuckling to himself he walked to his desk. Opening a book at a specific page he sighed, "One day", he muttered and putting his head on the desk closed his eyes.
"Hmm, he fell asleep, but then that means I met him within the week he left Hogwarts for that tree. Which means Ry knew something was going to happen… either that or he planned to leave anyway", Lia whispered.
"He couldn't have stayed, Granger and Weasley were closing in on him, Dumbledead was asking questions and Dobby was investigating his friendship circles", gasping she sat up.
"Oh… The little Dragon… he was protecting Draco…" she realized.
"I see he knew Draco and Luna were getting closer, and his friendship with the Ravenclaw would influence that decision, making Dumbles figure out the connection to Draco… As a spy he might get hurt. Draco would have chosen Ry, even when he left Granger, given that the relationship existed only to get closer to Ry. But as Granger was erased, Luna came into the picture. Draco had glared at Luna, that first day, is it because he likes Ry?" she asked. "—or he really doesn't want to share Ry with anyone, finally having him as friend, as opposed to their first year", she wondered.
Closing her eyes, she decided Ry would have to answer those questions, himself.
Ry sat by the lake quietly reading a book, concentrating on the words he heard a person shift as they stood above him. As the shadow crossed, he looked up and scowled, "Really now Granger, this is getting tedious", he muttered. Closing the book with a snap he stood up, "I swear I knew you were determined, but this is ridiculous", he said.
Walking past her, he didn't see her scowl, but he heard her clearly.
"You know don't you? Everything? My relationship with Draco, Dumbledore's plan, the things that have happened to you. Everything", she repeated quietly.
Ry paused, something shifted in the air frowning he looked around, and sighed, "Ah I see, you're all here then. May as well take off the cloaks", he said.
Six figures appeared as if out of thin air. Ry smirked, "Dumbledore, what do I owe this pleasure for?" he asked wording it carefully sarcastic.
Dumbledore stepped forward, "Harry my boy", he began, "You've strayed from the path, it's imperative you let us take care of you, it seems you've been put under an Imperious Curse", he spoke softly.
Ry burst out laughing, "Wow… a month ago I would have believed you. Jeez Dumbles, hadn't pegged you for a pedophile!" he snorted and looked around him.
"So, Granger, Weasley, Parkinson, Weasellette, Zabini, Oh and The Little Dragon", he counted, hissing when he looked at Malfoy. Draco hid a smirk, recognizing the nickname.
Ry had accidentally called him that last night when Luna had hugged him goodbye, instinctively knowing something was up, still not asking him all the 'whats' and 'whys'. Draco had clung to him, like a sticky tape, but had laughed and wished Ry luck.
"Six people for me… should I be honored?" he asked.
Parkinson shot a stupefy spell at him, only for it to deflect and hit her instead. Weasley growled, "What?!" and sent a volley of curses his way. Each curse fell against an invisible barrier and flew back to him.
Ry turned to Granger "Was he always that stupid?" he asked genuinely curious.
Granger nodded once, and then seemed to pull herself together. "Come with us Harry", she said. "Let things run its course. Please, everything will be alright. I promise", she said and stepped forward.
Ry stepped back, and smiled as he rendered Zabini, Weasellette unconscious. Ry then murmured a spell, plunging Dumbledore into a bubble of darkness, and Loud Noise. Turning to Granger he smiled, "I'm sorry, but that would be impossible. See, I kind of like having free will, I don't want to be poisoned by a love potion every day, or have restraints put on me in general. I like my freedom. It's made me stronger. I want to get stronger", he explained.
Granger hissed, "Those Runes may work against the other three, and the darkness against Dumbledore but this won't be stopped. Obliviate", she shrieked.
Ry's eyes widened in shock
Too surprised to move, he felt a body crash into him that sent him sprawling. "Draco!" Granger had shrieked. "Stupefy" Draco had whispered, "Muffilato" and "Obliviate" he muttered.
Ry looked at him in shock "What? She just—she tried to—Dray?!" Ry swallowed, tears gathered spilling over, before he could stop them. "Hermione… she tried to erase my memory. She tried to…" he rambled weakly.
"Ry!" Draco yelled.
"Go. Run. Leave. Now!" Draco ordered.
Ry felt himself being pulled up and pushed and then, engulfed in a tight hug "Ry, please. Snap out of it… they've been betraying you for years. Has it just sunk in?" he asked warily.
Ry found himself nodding, "It hadn't felt real before", he whispered hoarsely. "I mean logically I knew, I saw and heard everything… but—",
"Now, it's Real", Draco sighed, "I know, I get it. But Ry you need to go now…" he begged. "And before you do, hit me with a really strong spell", Draco turned him around, and smiled. "It's me, Your Little Dragon. I trust you", he murmured. "I'll see you again. We'll meet again", Draco assured.
"I promise", Ry answered. Murmuring a quick spell, he watched as Draco fell to his knees, a cut appearing on his forehead. Blood dripped over his right eye. Ry hugged him harder, "I'll come back for you. I promise", he whispered.
Ry stood up and surveyed the scene.
Placing a note on Granger's stomach, glowing above her, he turned around and as he saw Dumbledore step out of the darkness, the man's vision still obscured, giving him an opportunity, he ran.
Lia sighed, "So he's best friends' cursed him and then tried to Obliviate him. That was the last straw. And Granger, why would she try to erase his memory, she could have simply knocked him out with a piece of wood. What was she thinking of, if she knew that much about Runes?" Lia shook her head; tears fell, as she held Ry closer to her, "To be betrayed by a friend. I know what that feels like", and then crying for both of them she sobbed, "I am so sorry Ry", she whispered. "I'm so sorry", over and over again, until she too fell asleep.
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Leo sighed; his mistress' pain was heavy as it echoed in the room. Whispering in an ancient tongue to himself, he called out.
A white shadow formed, and a woman wearing a flowing white gown appeared before him. Face hidden beneath a hood, he smiled, and transformed into a ten year old boy. Leo had white hair, and striking Blue eyes. "You called for me Lord Kitsune", the woman spoke.
Leo nodded, and "I wanted some information", he began. The maiden nodded, "Sire", she waited.
Leo asked his question and the woman smiled, "Yes", she answered. "From the moment her father met her mother", she answered.
Leo smirked, "Good. That's good. Thank you", he smiled a soft gentle smile in dismissal, the woman bowed once, and disappeared in a ray of white light.
Leo pat Lia's head, and ruffled Ry's hair affectionately "It will be an honor to serve you both", he said.
Transforming back into a Flame familiar he moved in to his Mistress' heart.
I will be one thousand years old soon… until then… Goodnight Masters.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
The reason why Ry buried four Rubies at the Base of a Tree in the Forbidden Forest. And the Emerald within the Trunk:
RUBIES:For thousands of years, Ruby was considered the stone of love, energy, passion, power, and a zest for life. Like no other gemstone in the world, Ruby is the perfect symbol for powerful feelings. The other important element of Ruby besides fire is blood, and Ruby is said to restore vital life forces and increase energy and vigor. Ruby is also known as the stone of courage, and legend tells us that a person possessing a ruby can walk through life without fear of evil or misfortune.
Physically, rubies are thought to energize and balance, stimulate heart chakra and encourage a passion for life, but never in a self destructive way. They overcome exhaustion and calm hyperactivity. They detoxify the body and blood, and treat fevers, diseases, and restricted blood flow. They are good for the heart and circulatory system and stimulate the adrenals, kidneys, reproductive organs and spleen.
Emotionally, it is believed that rubies improve motivation and the setting of goals. They promote positive dreams and clear visualization and aid in retaining wealth and passion. They bring up negative anger in order for change and removal. They also promote dynamic leadership. They bring a positive and courageous state of mind- one that is sharp, hyper aware and concentrated. They make you stronger during times of controversy or dispute and shield against physical attack. A ruby is also said to be a settler of disputes, having the power of reconciliation. A ruby is dynamic, and brings about passion and enthusiasm, attracting sexual activity.
The uplifting and vital nature of Ruby is an encouragement to live fully, and embrace the joy of life that is missing in many people's lives. Ruby allows the fire of passion and love to advance. It helps to bring down the walls we build around us to keep others out.
Emerald: is a protection stone and it aids in success and prosperity... Each individual soul is personally responsible for all their deeds, from the beginning of creation to the ends of the earth. No matter how far out into space we go... no matter how fast we run down the ages of time, eventually, our past deeds will always catch up to us.
No one can escape from karma, just as no one can escape from themselves (wherever you go, there you are). Some may say karma is a cruel joke, but it is actually a brilliant way the universe teaches us to learn and evolve into higher functioning creatures. Karma is a sort of built in feedback mechanism, epitomized in the biblical saying "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you". This is the personal, universal, and eternal lesson of karma.
"Karmic Contracts" are predominantly entered into in order to clear negative actions (karma) accumulated in past lives. If you didn't enter into the binding energies of these contracts, you would try to avoid all the "unpleasant" experiences - thus missing the important lessons and greater purposes in them.
Protect them and Contracts are your way of compelling yourself to do something for a spirit to prove your human consciousness and resistant your will may become (once you are embodied) you will tend to fulfill your contractual duties. For the soul knows (deep down) that if one does not complete its mission - fulfilling all these karmic contracts in one life time - than the soul must reincarnate until it does (and for the soul that loves its freedom, that may not be a very desirable option).
One cannot be absolved of nor escape fulfilling ones Karmic Contracts or Agreements. However, spirit may provide us with many alternative opportunities to work it out... either the "hard way" - through life's' hard knocks, or the "easy way" - through the grace found within the healing experience. (This work can help you quickly expedite and resolve many karmic "entanglements" you may have with other souls).
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