Chapter ten up finally, sorry for the wait I'll explain it to you all later. For now read and enjoy. Note unedited since i figured i made you wait to long you all deserve this right now.
Rebirth
Chapter Ten: Home Again
Harry woke with a violent start at the very cusp of reason and instinct. Gazing around quickly and wildly Harry began to asses the room, taking in the white walls and ceiling, the curtains and the bed table. Harry's instinctual side slowly began to calm and return to the back of his mind as the human side of Harry regained control.
"I'm in the hospital wing already." Harry sighed quietly after fully returning to reason.
"Yes back again and already causing me trouble." came the voice of Madame Pomfery. She stood at the door way dressed as always.
"Not my choice to be attacked constantly." Harry muttered.
"No Harry it's not nor is it mine," Dumbledore stated as he entered the ward. "But you certainly seem to be good at getting out of the trouble you find yourself in."
Harry gazed at the elder man in a mixture of happiness and fear. He still had the small fear that even Professor Dumbledore would view him as a monster.
"I see that you are in a small bit of distress Harry, and I can take a guess as to why that might be. Know my dear boy that I still view you as I always have, and that shall never be a monster." Dumbledore offered to the young lad.
"Thank you." Harry breathed finally in relief.
"My boy it's troubling to me that you would even consider the notion." The wizen mage said with a smile.
"Now on to a matter that I believe to be much more pressing." Dumbledore said abruptly.
"Sir?"
"It seams that the blood-wards that surrounded you do not work as well as they once had. You were found by Voldamort's followers even after spending the proper amount of time at the Dursley's. I would take a guess that it has to do with the lack of blood in common with them anymore." Dumbledore explained.
"Wait does this mean I don't have to go back there?" Harry questioned suddenly hopeful at the prospect of never having to see the Dursley's ever again.
"I am not yet sure, but if I am proven correct then there will be no real to return there since the protection they previously gave seems to be null and void."
Harry couldn't help but smile at that. He was finally free.
"Now I do believe that the train shall be arriving within the hour. You had better get down to the hall before I find a hoard of Lions charging their way to the hospital wing." Dumbledore said with a smile.
As the old headmaster had predicted the train had indeed arrived in the hour. And as soon as the door opened there was a great deal more chaos than usual. A great wave of Gryffindor's hurried out of the train; in the very forefront of the wave were none other than Harry's closest friends. Each and every one of their robes were heavily ruffled as if put on in a hurry, and worry lined their faces. Hermione's face had it the worst, Harry had gone animal again, and while she knew he would not attack his friends and people he trusted, there was always the chance that Snape was too close to him when he woke. Then there was the fact that he had been injured in a way she had never heard of before.
In all her reading about dementors there had never been a passage that included anything like this. Dementors were thought to be truly immortal in their cold existence, yet Harry could kill them. And never had they reacted this strongly to a single person. The only thing she could guess was that Harry's power was like a drug to them. They fed off of it even though it harmed them with its brilliance. What if they attempted to attack the castle to gain possession of him? To feed to there hearts content.
No I won't let that happen. I'd rather die than se that happen to my Harry.
Though so caught up with reaching Harry she did not realize that she had begun to think of Harry as hers. Even more so she did not notice the dark stallions that led their carriage to the castle.
Finally they reached the castle, rushing quickly through the entrance and heading towards the hospital wing. Only to be stopped by their head of house.
"If you are looking for young Harry, you will be happy to know that he is not in the hospital wing. He is instead in the great hall waiting for all of you." The Scotswoman said calmly.
Many of the Gryffindors let out a breath of relief that they hadn't even realized they were holding before turning to head to the Hall. The sight that greeted them however was one they could never have expected. There was Harry, perfectly fine with a smile on his face. Sitting directly in front of Hagrid, and locked in an arm wrestling contest with him. And what's more he was actually able to hold his own against the giant of a man. Many of the other teachers only looked at the contest with mild looks of shock, and in Dumbledore's case amusement.
"Give'er'up 'arry. There no way 'm losin this one." The man laughed happily.
"Not. Done. Yet." Was all Harry could manage as he continued the struggle.
"Is that-" Ron asked with saucer eyes.
"Yes." Hermione replied with equally large eyes.
They had know Harry was strong but to see him actually hold his own against a man whose fists dwarfed his head by two times was remarkable.
"How long do you recon they've been going?" Neville asked.
"They have been locked in this struggle for near twenty minutes." Came the squeaky reply of professor Flitwick.
"Bloody hell." Ron whispered as he approached the table were the two titans were locked in struggle. He noticed briefly that Harry had licked his lip before he spoke.
"Hey guys." He said with out even looking away.
"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked with concern.
"As alright as I can be after fighting the cold-things."
His response confused them slightly until Hagrid cleared it up that this was what he called the dementor's, even after he learned there names he refused to call them anything else.
"So there's nothing wrong with you."
"Nope."
Quite suddenly Harry was tackled to the ground in a hug and his grip lost, costing him the contest. Hermione as well as several other girls were all gathered around him and through the constant chatter all Harry could get was that they had been worried. From his position he looked pleadingly to his male friends, silently asking him for help. Most gave him a look that only said, 'why would you want out of there.' Finally Neville came to his rescue.
"Alright girls, Harry's not a teddy bear now is he." The pudgy boy said with a smile.
Harry could have sworn he heard several protests to Neville's comment, but quickly cast it from his mind as he started to stand up and take a seat at the table as yet more students began to enter the hall and Hagrid began to retreat toward the teachers table. As he went Hermione noticed the absence of Hogwarts most hated professor.
"Were's Professor Snape?"
"Well Dumbledor sen im out ta gather the firs years. Said somthin bout ow he probably shouldn be near arry." Hagrid said before continuing his retreat.
"The poor souls." One of the twins said upon hearing the news.
"Yeah they'll probably be a few in need of a change when they get here." the other said.
"Oh stop it you two he's not that bad." Hermione said only to earn herself many incredulous stares. She looked about to continue in his defense when Percy approached her, telling her quickly that Mcgonagall wished to see her.
"What does she want to see you about?" Ron asked as she stood to leave.
"Probably something about my classes this year." She said as she departed.
"How many did you sign up for anyways?" Harry asked her.
She only smiled at him before hurrying on her way.
The conversations continued for a bit before Professor Snape walked into the hall, first years in tow. Many did in fact look ready to wet them selves. Snape quickly walked forward towards the sorting stool while pulling the rumpled hat out of his pocket before placing it on the stool, as before the hats seem ripped and the hat began to sing. (Insert Hogwarts song describing the houses here) Harry looked at it confused as it finished.
"That wasn't the song it sang first year?" He half asked half stated.
"The hat's song was different last year too." Neville informed him since he was in fact present for last years sorting.
The sorting was quick and uneventful with most students going to houses other than Gryffindor. Only two students from magic families came to Gryffindor with the others all being from muggle born families.
Only six first years joined them by the end of the sorting. Harry could only guess that the others who could have wound up in Gryffindor had asked the hat to be placed as far away from the 'lesser' as possible. After the last of the first years had been sorted the headmaster stood up to announce the start of the feast.
As the food came and went most of Harry's friends noticed he mostly only ate meat, though they hardly cared. The muggle-borns who had joined their ranks were curiously of it, one of them even ventured to speak of it.
"You know you should eat some vegetables to balance that out." She suggested.
"How about chicken, they're dumber than avocado's right?" Harry asked as he woofed down a chicken wing.
"That's not what I meant." She said a confusing look.
"Harry I think she wants you to eat some green things." Neville suggested.
"But my carnage." He responded with a look of horror.
"Aren't you in the least bit concerned about your health?" The same first year asked.
"Well Voldemort could try to rise again and kill me in the attempt, which has happened for the past two year so I will happily enjoy my carnage while I still can." Harry retorted before chomping into a bit of lamb, completely ignoring the flinches at the name
"Wait your?" The young girl asked while looking to his forehead, which Harry moved hair away from so she could look at it.
"Holly cricket you're Harry Potter I read all about you." She said happily, she was about to continue but Harry's sudden interest with introducing his head to the table stopped her.
"Why, why is there one every year that happens to have read about me." He said as he repetitively banged his head against the table.
"Cheers Harry, at least she doesn't have a camera." Ron replied, only to stop as the first year started to prove him wrong by pulling one from he pocket.
"Look, I will eat a plate of greens in and only if you don't take that picture." Harry suddenly said as he looked in horror at the little disposable camera the firstie had pulled form no were.
"Oh all right." She said defeatedly while putting the camera away, happy that she had at least won one battle.
The feats came and went as Harry ate a single plate of greens before moving back to the red meats. Then to deserts eating almost with as much gusto as he had earlier, finally it ended and Dumbledore stood to make his start of year speech.
"I would like to extend a great welcome to all who have come here and also ask that none of us let petty prejudices mare our school year. May I inform you all that the dark forest is off limits to all students unless it is entered with a Proffessor or other staff member? Professor McGonagall has also asked me to remind certain someone's that they are not allowed to, I believe the term is bungee-jump off the astronomy tower even though it was not mentioned in the rules." Many heads turned towards a pair of red heads only to see them shrug their shoulders and shake there heads. Harry couldn't help but smirk at the start of his own little exploits for which he had to thank the twins. Hermione on the other hand glared at him as she remembered her friends stupidity. Were he had gotten a bungee cord was beyond her, let alone three, and how he had talked Neville into taking her place when she refused was even way beyond that.
"Also I would like to warn you all that our school shall be playing host to the Dementors of Azkaban and that it would be prudent to avoid them. They are unable to be reasoned with or gain their forgiveness. Finally I'm happy to announce that we have some new staff amongst us. First the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been filled by one R J Lupin." The head master gestured to the ragged professor, who only smiled weakly.
"Next our old professor in charge of Care of Magical Creatures has retired so that he may enjoy his life with his remaining limbs. Though with great insistence on my part the role shall be filled by none other than our own gamekeeper Rubius Hagrid." Harry cheered loudly as Hagrid stood happily.
"Finally there is one more professor though he is-" The old wizard was quickly cut off by the banging open of the great halls doors.
"Sorry I'm late, got lost on the way here." A young, accented voice spoke out. The man in question contrasted sharply with those around him. As everyone in the hall wore robes of some sort except for Hagrid. The staffs being the most mismatched. This mans appearance however was a sight to behold at Hogwarts.
On his feet was a pair of white toed shoed with the rest of it being black in color. Harry remembered the Americans called them Converse. His jeans were a faded blue with a hole in the left knee. Next came his denim biker jacket over a loose dusty red shirt. His face was young and friendly; he couldn't be older than seventeen. His eyes were mismatched colors, one green the other blue. His hair was a light auburn and cut short enough that they could all see the slight points on his ears.
"There was a slight problem finding this place seein as you only gave me relative location to work with to find it." He continued. Many struggled to try and place the accent, yet only Harry could. He sounded like a man his uncle had spoken to over the phone to once to discuss a business deal. He was a yank.
"Young-man are you a transfer student the headmaster failed to mention?" McGonagall asked earning an arched eyebrow from the stranger.
"Further more why are you not in your robes? Hogwarts has a dress code as you know." She continued.
"Several things. First off, I'm not wearing a dress so don't even try to get me into one." He stated referring to the robes everyone else wore. "Next I'm going to be a teacher here I can wear what I damn well please if the other professors are any example." He said while gesturing towards the other professors and there various dress. "Finally young lady the only ones here who can call me young man are several of the ghosts and Dumbledore seeing as I'm ninety-seven." He said with a wide smile on his face.
The hall was dead silent for a moment until the most maniacal laughter filled the hall. Everyone looked on in shock at the source of the laughter. The twins began to preach about the end of days and Voldemort's rise as the devil. The Slythirins looked on with faces of shock.
Professor Snape was laughing so hard tears were streaming down his face.
"Severus is everything alright?" Asked the gobsmacked Scotts-womanas the potions professor continued with his hysterics.
"I (wheeze) like this (giggle) fellow." He finally got out before returning to his laughter.
Many of the students were torn, the Slythirins suspected the new professor of being a half-breed lesser of some sort, so obvious prejudices all around. Yet there head of house seemed to like the man, do they go with him the only one who encouraged them or do they go with old hatreds. Everyone else was torn between the thought of someone Snape could get along with and the obvious friendly manner of this professor.
"As I was saying, before Professor Roads decided to finally grace us with his presence he shall be taking over the role of teaching the various studies of foreign magic. Which previously to his arrival could only be taught through guest speakers from said countries. Though we shall still continue to house the guest speakers so that one can get some extra work in as it was. Finally bibbity bobbity boo." He said ending his speech with his usual complete randomness, though it reminded Harry of some movie his aunt thought to show Dudley that he over heard part of.
"Harry what do you think of the new professor?" Hermione asked they began to file out of the hall onto there tower.
"Don't know, seems to be likable, but I didn't get a good smell of him with everyone else in the great hall." Harry answered.
"Do you judge all new people off there smell?" Neville asked.
"Some, it's how i kept myself from dying against the Death Eaters the first time, they smelled off." He explained.
"Well what about us, How do we smell?" Ron asked.
"You Ron smell like Apple-Butter and Cinnamon, your entire family does with only slight variations its very, homey. Like a family should be. Neville you smell like a marsh, one that hasn't been corrupted by Muggle pollution. Hermione, you smell like Honey and Cloves, and there's something else I can't place. a sort of musky scent. Bearing thats just your base scent away from anything you put on or that has rubbed of on you." He explained as they continued into the common room were Percy had begun an explanation of Gryffindor rules. Heavily changed since Harry heard it last.
"Now listen up. Despite all the usual rules that all houses have there are a few that are house made that the others don't have. One of them is we are united, we take our unity very seriously here now. Hufflepuff may be the house of loyalty but we wont deny that loyalty isn't important. In fact it is the second most important thing to our courage. I was taught this last year when one of our own sacrificed his own humanity to keep one of our numbers safe. I don't care what problems may arise between us all, we'll work it out. As McGonagal once said our house is like a family, lets act like one."
As he finished his speech he sent every one out about there own business leaving the six first years to talk amongst themselves. Harry distinctly hard talk about who had given up there humanity, even one going so far as saying they would do it to for the right reasons.
Harry smiled to himself as he plopped down on his bed in the third years dorm. He was finally home.
Omake
Deep in the ministry of magic was the department of mysteries filled to the brim with various rooms and possibly entrances to parallel worlds. It was also home to the Filing room, a place filled with forms for authorization to just about any event that could possibly happen. Including at least fifteen separate zombie plans. It was also home to three individuals, no one knew if they had ever left that room since they had entered it, or even how long ago they had entered that room. It was these three individuals who we now find in the midsts of full blown panic and hysteria.
"Dementors attacked the train and were killed, were the hell is the paper work for that!" Screamed the head of the department, a young looking man almost as short as a certain charms professor, only with a deeper voice.
"I don't think we have paper work for that." Said the shocked deputy head, a young woman with ratty hair and thick glasses.
"I thought this place had paper work for everything?" said the only other occupant, a grizzled looking man in the same league as mad-eye moody, who had obviously made someone mad for him to land this job.
"It's supposed to, but this has never happened before. We've only had one incident like this before when some kid survived the Killing curse."
"Um, i think i should mention he's also the one who killed the Dementors." The young woman said softly."
"WHAT!?!?"
No they were not having a good day.
A/N: Yes I'm finally updating, sorry for the long wait but i was suffering from acute writers block on this story. It always happens when a new idea comes to me. After i get this thing to chapter fifteen, expect a new fan fiction by me on Harry Potter. Hopefully i can get through those five chapters without pulling my hair out.
Till next time.
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