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AN Hey guys! Long time eh? So I finally updated. Sorry about that. I seem to be making a habit of it. Actually the only reason why it came out now was because of my best friend Aurora, so give thanks to her. Oh, one more thing, I have received a few reviews stating that the story is moving along to slow. As such, I'll give you the guys the choice of me cutting back in dept stuff and get straight to the point or continue as I am. For those who want me to get to the point of the story, I warn you that, if I do that, there won't be as much blending of the two worlds as a lot of the small details will be left out.
Magic and Martial Arts: Year One
Chapter 13 Flying Stunts
Hermione walked slowly towards the Gryffindor Common Room trying to figure out what she was going to say to Harry when she found him. Professor McGonagall, in a show of rare concern, had asked her to go looking for Harry when the Professor had came back from her talk with him. But she had no clue as to what to say about a fear of cats. It just wasn't a very common fear, especially his level of fear.
"Harry? Are you here?" Hermione called out, however no one replied. Hermione was about to go try checking the grounds as Harry loved the outdoors, when a loud crash sounded though the common room which sounded like it was coming from the boys dormitory.
"Harry?"
Walking quickly up the boy's staircase, Hermione opened the door and instantly had the hold the doorframe to keep her from falling over in giggles.
It seems the crash she had heard was a new trick step that decided to place itself in the boy's dormitory and Harry was its first victim. Harry, who usually was very coordinated and nimble, was head first in a small hole in the floor.
"Who's there?" Came the muffled voice of Harry.
Smiling widely Hermione answered, "It's me Harry"
"Hermione-chan?" Harry asked, "You think I could get some help?"
"Okay" Hermione said before pulling Harry out of his newest predicament.
When Harry was finally out dusted himself off and ran his hand though his black hair and reoriented himself.
"Thank you, Hermione-chan" Harry said taking a small bow. "But why exactly are you here? Isn't class still going on?"
"Yes, class is still in session, but Professor McGonagall asked me to come and check on you" Hermione responded, taking a seat on it seemed was Harry's bed judging by how neat it was and the abnormally large backpack next to it.
"Oh, I see" Harry said dejectedly taking a seat next to Hermione.
"Harry, what was that whole in Transfiguration about?" Hermione asked getting straight to the point.
"It was nothing…" Harry said, waving off Hermione's question.
"Harry you were scared of a simple cat, who I might remind you was actually Professor McGonagall.
"I was not scared! I'm not scared of anything!" Harry said vehemently, appalled at the idea of someone calling him a coward.
"Then what was that in the Transfiguration room" Hermione asked sternly.
Harry sighed before getting up and walking to the open window that looked over the grounds of Hogwarts. "That… was another difficultly in my life"
"Harry?" Hermione asked concerned, it wasn't like Harry to be solemn.
Harry turned around quickly and put up a smile on his face "Come on Hermione-chan I think its time for lunch now" Harry said before running out of the dorm yelling 'food!' as he took the stairs three at a time.
Hermione watched Harry leave, her concerned look still plastered on her face. 'Take your time Harry, I'll be here to listen when you are ready' Hermione thought before following Harry's example and walked out to lunch.
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"Hey mate" Ron greeted when Harry sat down next to him.
"Hello" Harry greeted before piling his plate full of food "Mmmm, lunch!"
Ron laughed "And you say I love eating"
"You do though, much more than me, I bet you even have dreams of eating food," Harry said.
"Shush! You're supposed to keep those things quite! Plus how did you know anyways?" Ron said quickly.
"You mean you do have dreams of just eating?" Harry asked incredulously then burst out laughing. "I was just kidding" Harry managed to get out between his laughter.
Ron pouted, "Oh, shut up"
"Okay now that your done laughing at me. Are you ready for flying lessons today?" Ron asked after a couple minutes of Harry laughing.
"Oh yeah! I forgot about that! It's right after lunch isn't it?" At Ron's nodded, Harry started bouncing excited in his seat.
"Hi Ron, hi Har…" Hermione trailed off when she saw Harry was bouncing in his seat like a monkey overdosed on sugar.
"Oh, don't mind him" Ron said glancing at Harry, "He's just excited about flying lessons."
"Ah, that explains it" Hermione nodded and took at seat by Harry.
"Oh, Hermione-chan didn't see you there" Harry said giddily, "We're flying today! Aren't you excited?"
"Uh, yeah. I bet flying will be… an interesting experience" Hermione answered with a bit of nervousness, which Harry picked up on instantly.
"Something the matter Hermione, you seem… kind of nervous?" Harry asked.
"Umm, it's nothing really, just not to fond of flying very much." Hermione admitted.
"Huh? You're scared of flying?" Harry asked confused.
"Wait, you're scared of flying!" Ron practically shouted.
"No, I am not scared of flying, just… not fond of it" Hermione said, trailing off at the end a bit.
"Yes! You are afraid of flying!" Ron said excitedly, finally finding something to use against Hermione.
"I am not afraid of flying! And I'll prove it to you!" Hermione yelled with a determined look in her eye before storming out of the Great Hall.
Ron had a smug look on his face and turned to look at Harry, who had a frown on his face.
"Yes! Finally some payback for all those lectures she has given me" Ron said. However Harry didn't look pleased at that.
"You know she only lectures you because she is trying to help" Harry said some what sternly.
Ron stared at Harry unbelievably, "Helping? You're kidding right? She just thinks she's better than everybody and likes to show off"
Harry shook his head at Ron before turning towards the other direction, finding Neville tinkering with something.
"Hey, Neville-san what you got there?"
"Oh, hey Harry, it's just a Remembrall, Granny sent it to me. If it turns red, then it means you forgot something." Neville said, looking at the glass ball filled with red smoke. "Thing is, I can't remember what I forgot…"
"That's interesting. Can I see" Harry asked peering at the ball curiously.
"Sure"
Harry looked at the ball in his hands totally enthralled by the magical object. Of course he has seen his fair share of strange objects, but this is the first time he had an explanation for the object.
"Hey, Potter what you got there?"
Draco Malfoy strode haughtily up to the Gryffindor table. Over the past two weeks Malfoy have been giving trouble to Harry, Ron and Hermione, seems that Malfoy had taken a direct dislike to them for some reason. However, it seemed only the Ron and Hermione had notice anything. Harry had remind totally oblivious towards the boy's contempt.
"Oh, hello Malfoy-san and its Saotome Potter." Harry said, dodging the grab, when Malfoy tried to snatch the Remembrall from Harry's hand.
"Huh?" Malfoy said intelligently, making another vain attempt to grab the trinket in Harry's hands.
"My surname, its Saotome Potter" Harry elaborated still playing with Neville's remembrall.
"What are you talking about Potter? All the Professors call you Potter" Malfoy sneered once again trying to grab the Remembrall.
"That's because they are a professor, it's not my place to contest them, plus it's not Mr. Potter isn't totally wrong, I just rather would be called Saotome." Harry explained, dodging another grab from Malfoy.
"Look Potter, I really don't care… AND WILL YOU JUST GIVE ME THE STUPID BALL!" Malfoy said, yelling out the last part thus gaining the attention of the teachers and other students.
"Sorry, Malfoy-san, this isn't mine, it belongs to Neville-san" Harry said totally unaffected by Malfoy's demand.
Malfoy looked absolutely furious and was about to throw at tantrum at Harry's behavior when Professor McGonagall approached them from behind.
"Nothing wrong here, I hope" Professor McGonagall commented. Looking at the Slytherins sternly.
"No, Professor. We were just… chatting a bit; actually we're done now. Good day to you Professor." Malfoy said, frustration clearly visible on his face. He motioned to his two goons and quickly headed off towards the Slytherin table.
"Hello, McGonagall-kyoju! Look what Neville-san got! A Remembrall" Harry said in childlike fascination, holding up the object to the head of his house, seemingly to already have forgotten his encounter with the Slytherin boy.
Professor McGonagall's eyes soften a bit at that, "Ah, good afternoon Mr. Potter. Hmm Remembrall you say? Quite a handy tool you got there, Mr. Longbottom, had one in my youth."
"Here you go, Neville-san! We better get going, lessons are going to start soon," Harry said to Neville
Harry stood and turned to the Professor and made a small bow "It was nice talking with you McGonagall-Kyoju" Harry said before, rushing out of the Great Hall with Neville stumbling after him.
Professor McGonagall gave a small smile at the two, especially at Harry before she, herself, walked out of the Great Hall to prepare for her next class.
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"Hello class, I am Madam Hooch. I am the flying instructor here at Hogwarts" Madam Hooch announced to the first year Gryffindor and Slytherin gathered around her.
Harry and the others paid rapt attention to Madam Hooch, they all were excited to learn how to fly. Well most of them, Neville looked as if was about to have a nervous breakdown and Hermione was looking back and forth with uncertainty in her eyes.
"Today we'll be covering the basics of handling a broom while in the air. Now chop chop, everybody find a broom and stand next to it" Madam Hooch said pointing to brooms off to her side, all lined up in two rows.
Harry was easily the first person to a broom, he was practically about to explode in excitement. Ron, who looked just as excited, took position to Harry's left, while Hermione, who looked a bit pale, stood to his right.
"Good, now everybody, hold out your hand above your boom and say 'up'" Madam Hooch instructed, demonstrating, by calling her own broom to her hand.
And within seconds, the air was filled with cries of 'up' ranging from commanding tones to pleading tones. Harry, however, was having no problems at all. He himself was actually playing around with the broom. Harry was throwing the broom in different directions then shouting 'up' and laughing in glee as the broom went straight back to his hand.
"Isn't this fun, Hermione-chan?" Harry exclaimed throwing his broom for the 7th time, catching the eyes of many students and Madam Hooch herself.
However all Harry heard in response was Hermione screaming 'up' at her broom in a frustrated tone of voice. The broom, however, just stayed put, every once in a while twitching.
"No, no, no, no" Harry said shaking his head "Hermione-chan, you're doing it all wrong! Relax! You are here to fly with a broom and have fun!"
Hermione looked at him shrewdly before giving in and relaxing a bit.
"Good, now just think of how fun it be to be flying up in the sky like a bird then say 'up'" Harry instructed.
Hermione looked at him skeptically, but decided to humor the boy. She closed her eyes and thought about how spectacular it would be a bird and fly around.
"Up" Hermione said softly and her eyes flew open when the broom gently flew to her hands.
Hermione turned towards Harry with gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you Harry!" Hermione said before setting her broom down to try it again.
Harry smiled before turning to his red headed friend only to start laughing until tears in his eyes. The minute he had turned around, Harry caught Ron yelling 'up' to his broom forcefully, only for his broom to shoot up suddenly into his hand. The funny thing though was that he had said 'up' to forcefully and the broom had continued to go up, even when it was in Ron's hands. In result, Ron had smacked himself with his broom and then face planted when the broom started to lift him off the ground.
"Ron-san, are you all right" Harry said though his chuckles before giving him a hand up.
Ron grumbled a bit, before accepting Harry's hand. "Yeah, yeah, I am fine"
"Mr. Weasley"
Ron and Harry looked up and saw that Madam Hooch was standing right in front of them with her hands on her hips.
"May I ask where your broom is?" Madam Hooch questioned.
Ron looked around nervously before looking up and spotting his broom rising up slowly above their heads.
Madam Hooch followed his gaze, "Hmm, I see…"
However before Madam Hooch could finish, Harry interrupted "I'll get it!"
Madam Hooch opened her mouth to say something, but stopped short when Harry crouched a bit and jumped, shooting straight up. Harry grabbed the broom when he hit the apex of his jump.
When he had landed everybody was staring at him slacked jawed, except Hermione and Ron who knew he could things like that.
Gathering her wits Madam Hooch was finally able to speak correctly "You know, Mr. Potter, you could have just summoned it back"
Harry looked confused for a sec, before adorning a slight blush "Oops, kind of forgot"
Madam Hooch just shook her head and chalked it up to being one of the great boy-who-lives eccentricities.
"Alright class, now that everybody has a broom in their hand, lets start by mounting it. I'll be moving around to make sure everybody has the correct seating posture and grip."
For the next couple of minutes Madam Hooch went around correcting various grips and postures. Ron was absolutely gleeful when he heard her correcting Malfoy, who had been bragging about his flying abilities before the class had started.
"Okay, now everybody we are going to softly push off and hover in the air for a few seconds, try to keep your balance while up in the air, if you feel you are about to fall, push the hand downward slightly it will make the broom descend"
"On 3… 1… 2…"
However before Madam Hooch could finish, Neville had shot up early due to his extreme nervousness. The entire class, well the Gryffindors, watched growing concern as Neville started zooming around uncontrollably in the air. Neville was getting dangerously close to the school, he bounced off the wall a couple of time before he finally lost his grip and started to descend towards the ground. Most of the class closed their eyes, waiting for the impending 'thump' of his fall, however after a minute or so, no such 'thump' occurred.
When the students opened their eyes, they saw Harry Saotome Potter holding Neville in his arms. Apparently Harry had dash and caught Neville before he could fall and seriously hurt himself. Though by the way Neville was acting, it seemed he didn't come out unscathed.
"Thanks, Harry" Neville said as Harry laid him on the grass.
"No problem, Neville-san, it is, after all, a martial artist duty to protect others. Now are you alright?" Harry asked
"My wrist hurts" Neville said, wincing when Harry touched it.
Harry examined it, while Madam Hooch approached. "Mr. Potter, I believe I should take Mr. LongBottom to the hospital wing to check on that wrist"
"No worry, Sensei, he only has a sprained wrist, easily fixed" Harry said, pushing some of the pressure points that Tofu-sensei had taught him.
Instantly Neville relaxed. "Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Harry smiled. "You should keep off it for a bit, I only stopped the swelling and pain"
Neville nodded, while Madam Hooch looked on impressed. "Mr. Longbottom, even though you feel alright, I feel you should pay a visit to the hospital wing anyways, just to make sure, think you can do that on your own?"
Neville look revived, "Yes Madam Hooch, I can make it to the hospital wing on my own."
Harry gave Neville a hand up and allowed him to set off for the hospital wing.
"Okay, class, that's the prime example of what will happen if you panic. So NO PANICING! Okay lets try this one more time. On the count of three, push off lightly"
More than a few of the students had fear in their eyes due to Neville's incident, but obediently mounted their brooms and got ready.
"3… 2… 1… Go!" In unison, the entire class rose shakily except for a select few including, Harry, Draco, some Slytherin girl and surprisingly Hermione.
Harry raised an eye brown when he saw Hermione easily balance on her broom as the whole class floated a few feet off the ground. However before Harry could ask Hermione anything, he noticed something at the corner of his eye.
Draco and a couple of Slytherins were throwing something between themselves and on closer inspection; Harry noticed it was Neville's Remembrall!
"Hey, Malfoy-san why do you have Neville's Remembrall?" Harry asked floating towards where the Slytherins were playing catch with Neville's trinket.
"Longbottom dropped this when he feel, so I decided I would relieve him of the burden of carrying it. Maybe I should leave it up in a tree or something" Malfoy laughed before raising up a bit more on his broom.
This time, Malfoy attitude made an impact on Harry, donning a serious look on his face Harry state quite firmly "Malfoy (lack of formality, the insulting way) give me that Remembrall"
"You know what Potter, oh sorry Saotome Potter" Malfoy said sarcastically "I think I'll leave this some place where Longbottom can find it, maybe up a tree or in the lake…"
Malfoy quickly took his broom up to a higher altitude trying to intimidate Harry. It also seemed that Malfoy wasn't totally lying when he had bragged he was a good flyer before the class was started.
Harry stared angrily at blonde haired boy and followed suit, in bring his broom up to level, which surprised Malfoy.
"I say this one more time Malfoy, give me that Remembrall or I'll take it" Harry commanded.
Malfoy looked a bit nervous. The two had been drifting away from the rest of the class and was actually quite close to the lake, away from the eyes of Madam Hooch.
"I would like to see you try to take it Potter" Malfoy said, mustering up some courage then taking off.
Harry growled and followed suit quickly, tailing Malfoy and gaining on him, even if they had the same broom.
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"Madam Hooch look!" One of the first year Slytherins called out while she tried to correct another student's form.
When she turned around she saw the furious chase going on between Harry and Draco. The two were dodging around each other dangerously and it looked like they wanted to knock each other off their brooms. Privately Madam Hooch had to give them some praise, as they were good fliers.
The Malfoy kid seemed to have quite a bit of experience under his belt and was pulling off some of the standard quidditch maneuvers. But what really impressed her was the Potter boy. She knew that it was his first time on a broom, but he was flying like a pro perfect balance, control and speed.
Madam Hooch of knocked out of her thoughts though when one of the Gryffindor girls screamed. Looking up she saw that the Malfoy boy had thrown something towards the ground, but that wasn't what made the girl scream. The reason for the scream was the fact that Harry had went into an impossible steep dive to get it and flying at speeds she didn't think the school brooms had.
Madam Hooch immediately went into action. 'There was no way the Potter boy could pull this off. Not even Charlie Weasley could do pull that off.' However, she was too late to do anything, the boy was just moving too fast and was too far off.
However before Madam Hooch could tell one of the students to run for Madam Pomfrey, she witness an unbelievable move pulled by the diving boy.
Meters from the ground the boy caught whatever he was going for but it seemed he knew that he wouldn't be able to pull out of the dive, so instead he used his forward momentum to throw him and his broom down resulting in a quick front flip, ending with the broom facing upward. The move was enough for him to the stop in his tracks, inches from the ground, but Madam Hooch knew that the force from the stop must have been unimaginably high.
But that wasn't the end of it, it seemed that though the entire stunt, which had taken 10 seconds at most, no one had noticed Malfoy struggling to keep his balance after throwing the object. Right as Harry caught the Remembrall he had finally lost his balance and fell of his broom. Madam Hooch pulled out her wand out this time to cast a quick spell, but before she could do anything, Harry had shot off parallel to the ground in an intercept course with Draco, but it was going to be close. She saw Harry jump off his broom and catch Draco before landing in lake with a large splash.
Madam Hooch sighed in relief, thank Merlin for small miracles, but she was definitely going to see Minerva, that Potter boy definitely deserves to be in his house team.
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Harry-chan sat down heavily on one of the staircases in the Hogwarts main entrance. That had been a thrilling experience, diving for the Remembrall and then catching Malfoy, but the experience was all ruined by the stupid lake! Harry-chan sighed then gathered her, now long red hair and started to squeeze the water out.
"Jade!" Harry-chan jumped when she heard Professor McGonagall call her other half's name.
"Oh! McGonagall-kyoju, you scared me" Harry-chan said.
Professor McGonagall looked at the wet girl in front of her and put on a suspicious look on her face.
"Mr. Potter, why are you all wet?" McGonagall tried.
Harry-chan being frustrated at her constant bad luck, thoughtlessly answered "Oh, accidentally fell into the lake."
But a second later Harry-chan's head shot and looked wide-eyed at McGonagall. "Uh… uh… I mean who is…" Harry-chan trailed off at the look the Professor.
"Please follow me Jade"
McGonagall lead the depressed girl towards her office where she was given a seat.
"So Mr. Potter, or at least I am assuming you're Mr. Potter, mind explaining?"
Harry-chan sighed in defeat "I am Harry Saotome Potter, sorry about all this" Harry-chan said bowing her head, as if in shame.
In the next hour or so, containing many disbelieving looks, Harry explained the curse and all its aspects to the Professor. In turn, Professor McGonagall was totally enthralled in the story, but also appalled by the few incidents that Harry did mention of his ten-year training trip with his brother and uncle. In the end, Harry showed her the curse and that solidified that this was not some joke.
"Harry, that's quite a story. And there are definitely a few things I need to speak with this panda of an uncle you have."
"Yeah, that's the usual response when I tell people about my curse" Harry-chan admitted. "Though I would rather not have anybody know of this. Hermione-chan already knows and has helped quite a bit. But I really don't think others would take it the same way"
"I cannot really say much about that, but your secret is safe with me, it would not be wise for others to find out you can change into a girl." Professor McGonagall responded.
Harry looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean?"
"You see Harry, this curse you have even in magic terms is supposedly deemed impossible. You see, a living person is practically impossible to transfigure because of the energy output needed for it. Of course there are special skills like Metamorphmagus, or Animagus but even still those are limited. Even potions that take on the guise of someone else are severely limited, such as the Polyjuice Potion."
"Oh, so I guess that means there is no means of a cure is there?" Harry-chan said dejectedly. She had hoped that in the magical world there would be a cure for her curse. Even if she had no problems with the curse itself, it would definitely be one less problem to deal with.
"I'll look into it. There might be something on those curse springs you were talking about" Professor McGonagall offered.
Harry-chan looked gratefully at the Professor's offer "Thank you McGonagall-kyoju"
"You're quite welcome, Harry"
Harry-chan started playing with her hair again, twirling it around her fingered this time. But it was then when the Professor caught her off guard by laughing out loud. Harry-chan looked at her curiously.
Seeing the look Professor McGonagall explained, "Oh, sorry Harry, I just realized that it was you that I have been playing dress up with and giving feminine lessons too." McGonagall laughed a bit more as Harry-chan sweat dropped.
"But you were so cute!" McGonagall gushed then laughed out loud again when Harry-chan face faulted.
AN- Sorry for lack of substance, but I thought it was as good as any place to stop. I know you guys were hoping for some answers to some of the little riddles I have going but they will come soon don't worry. Anyways thanks to all who reviewed! I am still quite shocked that I get as many reviews as I do. I would say I love you guys, but I'm a guy and I don't do that stuff (Just Kidding)