Keyblade's Light

by Venquine1990

In 1987, Mickey finds him in trouble with Heartless. In 1990, Organization 13 adopts him and in 1991, the wizards want him back as their hero. But Harry Potter is a Keyblade Wielder and proud of it. Yet as he goes through his first year, he makes many shocking discoveries - and even falls in love. This story is co-written by Nate Werehog, check out his account.

35. The Weekend

Hey everyone, we're back!
First of all, JAAAAAY 200 PAGES! Yep, this start is officially written on page two-hundred of this story and we have a total of 122.900 words now, which is also an amazing feat that we can all – both Nate and I as writers and you as fans – be proud of, because you inspired us to get this far.
Now next chapter will probably be edited quite a bit by Nate as I plan to get a start on the HarryxLea part – from Lea's side that is as Harry is still too young, you don't fall in love at age 11 – so from now on you will probably be able to distinguish differences between my story and Nate's.
I can honestly say I am happy about this as Nate and I had already agreed on this long before we started writing the first chapter and I am happy for my friend as he not only helped me put the chapters together, he can now also help me see the story from another's Point of View.
So Nate, congratulations and I'm sure you'll do a fine job. Also, there might finally be the Gringotts visit in this chapter, but I highly doubt it as the chapter is actually about Harry being grounded and that, of course, means he won't be leaving the house he lives in for the weekend.
Okay, enjoy

Venquine1990
Co-Author: Nate the Werehog

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Chapter 35
The weekend

Lea's POV

Yesterday Mickey told us that some magic from a world we never knew about had split my soul in half and had allowed for part of it – and for part of my Nobody's soul – to be transported to a boy named Harry, someone only Mickey actually knows, which makes no sense to me.
What's even worse is that, while this kid fights the Heartless, has a Keyblade and closes Keyholes to keep Heartless from getting to his world, that the boy is being raised by people that were once willing to lie and deceit me, Roxas and everyone else just to have us turned into Half-Xehanorts.
I shake my head at this and think: "I need more information, I need to know why part of me became attached to that boy? I need to be sure it's not because I was once part of their disgusting group." And with that I return to the room Master Yen Sid gave me four years ago when I first gained the Keyblade.

Sitting down on the soft red floor with a circular pattern of soft orange circular lines sown into the pattern, do I focus on connecting my Fire Magic and my Chackrams, given to me by Axel, with the abilities and weapons of what once were my Nobody's work and living partners in crime.
Feeling the connection, I suddenly feel myself connected to something much stronger and realize that I have made a connection with the other half of my own soul. Opening my eyes, I swiftly allow for the Darkness to surround me and – with help of my Corridor – do I transport myself to that soul.
Staying just far enough away from it that I land outside a simple looking house, my lips thin as I feel the magic of Zexion's Lexicon and think: "Innocent on the outside, but what lurks on the inside?" And I slowly move myself closer until I am hiding on my tiptoes under the window of where I sense my soul.

Moving my head up far enough to sneak a glance into the room, I see only a simple bed, the Organization's symbol on the headboard and a lot of bookcases and other cases holding cards, making me know that I am just outside the room of the Gambler of Fate, # X of Organization XIII, Luxord.
Then I see a form with long black robe with silver zipper and strings lying on the bed, but for some reason do I get the feeling that this is not Luxord and then realize why as the body is much too small to be the man. Realizing that I've found the person that holds my soul, I try to get a closer look.
Unfortunately is the boy hiding his only recognizable features with a simple book that is called The Standard Book of Spells Grade 1, but I can see something made of thin wood that I can only guess is tucked behind his ear as the tip of it sticks out just above the top cover of the book.

Then the door on the other side of the room opens and the boy lets the book drop, his features becoming visible and my eyes widen as my breath is taken away just by looking at him. Long black hair, each strand almost recognizably different from the other with strands of silver and blonde hidden inside the black.
The boy has a slightly round face, but not round enough to be called chubby and not shallow enough to be called thin and his entire face is slightly oval-shaped, especially his ears. His eyes are the most amazing color of emerald I have ever seen and the rings of orange and cyan only add to the color.
All in all, I can only imagine how amazing the other half of my soul feels to be connected to this amazing piece of beauty and I think: "Why? why does he have to be eleven? Why not older?" But then I realize what I'm thinking and I focus back on the conversation on the other side of the window.

Luxord's POV

I know Harry really wants to go back to his own room and spend time with his parents, but the boy loves us enough to understand his punishment and even deals with it with more responsibility that I would have expected of someone his age, something that makes Xemnas and me very proud.
Deciding that – because he can't go out of the room doesn't mean I can't go into the room – do I gently knock on the door in my pattern and do I enter my room after, Harry not responding and me finding out when I see him lost in The Standard Book of Spells Grade 1 while lying on my bed.

Shaking my head at him as he really shouldn't be trying to study while grounded, but should be mocking and pouting while sitting cross-legged on my bed like any other teen, do I say: "You really spend too much time with me and Vexen, little one. You've become too studious for your own good."
Harry laughs at this as he lies the book down and says: "That is what I wanted you to think." And he shows me how he has hidden his favorite story book – The Lion King – inside the cover of his study book. Shocked at the trick he pulled on me, do I laugh and say: "Your Uncle Moony taught you well."

Harry smiles at this and he says: "He's willing to give me one hour of teaching what is and what is not a prank before I go back to Hogwarts on Monday." This makes me smile as I am very glad that – now that Madame Bones has Sirius' case under her hands – Remus can again spend time with Harry.
I know that it had really hurt the boy that the man had been unable to see him off, even if Remus has in return sworn to come to pick him up and see him off for every next ride from and to Hogwarts there will be and know that the man is already trying to make up for his missed chance 2 months ago.
This is mostly done by the man sending Harry letters with small stories about his parents and with stories of what Remus had discussed when meeting his parents in Godric's Hollow and I know that Harry still has each and every letter as he had told me this upon coming home, making me swear not to tell on.

I shake my head at this, but feel glad at it at the same time as it proves that, even with all that fighting and everything else, Harry is still a normal growing teenager that is growing into a normal dislike for showing his emotions to those older than him like his parents and friends of his parents.
Still not really understanding why this is, not even after experiencing it myself, do I decide that it's just one of those things that make us human and while it was one of the reasons for me to accept giving up my heart and becoming who I am today, do I also decide not to let it influence me anymore.

I sit myself down with my son and ask: "How've you been since the attack? Feeling okay? Healing going okay?" And then Harry makes me laugh yet again as he asks: "Did mum ask you to check on me? You never ask me those kind of questions." I laugh at him and say: "Guilty as charged."
Making the teen laugh himself, which is something my team and I take great pleasure in every time we hear it and Harry says: "The Troll and Heartless didn't come anywhere near me, Cedric and Aladdin made sure of that. There is, however, something that I just can't understand, Daddy."
I look at him intrigued and he asks: "Remember what I told you about the souls of Axel and that other guy coming out of the Heartless and apparently out of me while I was preparing the attack?" I nod and then my son worries me and reminds me of the Prophesy I heard as he goes on and says:

"Well, the soul of the other person, he – he was looking at me after I had slain the Heartless and – and I just don't understand the look he send me. It was like how you guys look at me – but different." This worries me greatly and I ask: "Have you explained this to anyone else before?"
Harry nods and he says: "I explained it to Cedric, he said I would understand the look in two to three years. But what will be different about me in two to three years?" This makes me smile and I retort: "Harry, do you see yourself going out with someone as more than a friends yet, son?"
Harry shakes his head and then looks shocked as he asks: "Did that – that person - does he –." But then I lie my hand on his shoulder and say: "Let's not worry about that. Let's just worry over him being inside of you and whether or not anything in our Universe can help him out again, okay?
Because getting him out, will get Axel out and getting Axel out will mean that you have an official Fire Elemental Tutor." To which Harry replies: "Not to mention that our Organization will be one member closer to being complete again." To this I nod and think: "May Roxas rest in peace, that poor lad."

Lea's POV (Warning, very short)

"The other half of my soul fell for that little boy on first sight? Is that why that other half of my soul was send here? Because he's my Roxas?" I think bewildered after having listened to the conversation and then a shocked, light voice asks: "Axel?" Making me look to the side where I see Demyx standing.
Shocked and feeling stupid for not keeping an eye on my surroundings while doing recon, I quickly focus on Mickey as the Blonde Sitar player asks: "Is it really you?" But then I find my focus and before the Melodious Nocturne can come any closer and see that I am not Axel, do I flee the scene.

Arriving back at Mickey's, who is apparently back at his castle, I take a deep breath and Mickey asks: "Lea, are you alright?" I nod and say: "I went to see why part of my soul went into the body of someone I don't even know. The problem, Demyx now thinks that I'm Axel as he saw me."
This makes the Mouse cringe and he says: "Well, Christmas is only two months away and we plan to visit Harry then, so –." I nod and say: "Just keep away until Christmas." Mickey nods back and I leave, not showing how, internally, I find that the hardest task I have ever been given – seeing that amazing boy.

Demyx' POV

I cannot believe that I just saw Axel hiding outside our Stronghold Home and wonder why he fled the scene when he realized that I had spotted him, but then remember the tales I was told about Axel having been called a traitor to our Cause and realize that the Flurry of Dancing Flames must still believe that.
Hoping that I didn't scare that brilliant Fighter off for good, I decide to keep my mouth shut as it doesn't really explain how part of Axel can be inside of Harry – while the other half is apparently outside his window. Shaking my head at this, I decide to go back in as I've been practicing my techniques.

Arriving inside Where Nothing Gathers, I say: "The water in the pool is such an amazing place for me to train, you know. Relaxing water, deep waves, calming currents. Everything a music artist like I need." And I nod while saying this, trying to convince the others that nothing unusual happened.
The others nod and Larxene grumbles: "Next time he's grounded, he's grounded to my room." And I sigh as the woman has been opening every single conversation with that comment, proving how much of a mother lion she can actually be when it comes to Our Child of All.

Of course I can't exactly blame her as I had been hoping to give Harry some more music practice, but Our Superior had forbidden me from doing so as the punishment was not supposed to have any form of amusement inside it, while little Harry stayed inside Luxord's room.
I had hated this and had secretly helped Harry in such a way, I had proven to myself and to Harry that I am a valued member of the Organization as I had brought him his school books – with his favorite Disney books hidden inside the text books. Smiling at the little scheme, I try not to let anyone notice.

But then Luxord comes back from checking on Harry and he asks: "Who exactly gave Harry his text books?" And my stomach clenches as I try not to look at the Superior, while Xigbar drawls: "Demyx, dude. Can't guess as to why, but he insisted on it. Said it was good to add to the punishment."
"Yeah, and a good way to prove his worth as a member of our Organization, apparently." Luxord drawls back and he holds up the Lion King, making me whiten as he says: "Harry showed me this hidden inside his Standard Book of Spells Grade 1. Clever place to hide it, I'll give him that."
This makes a small proud smile appear on my face and then the Superior makes me sigh in relief as he says: "Every punishment deserves a compromise. And every punishment of our Child of All will be good training on our own abilities, both individual and the ones we share as a team and family."
Everyone nods at this and then Larxene suddenly shocks me and says: "Just don't hide it so obviously next time, you prat. Now Harry has to go a whole day without his favorite book." And I try to look repentant, while secretly smiling on the inside as I think: "Yeah, one of his many favorites."

Sunday 3rd of November 1991
Harry's POV

I just don't know what to think. Yesterday, before Daddy Luxord came and went, I was sure I had seen a hint of red hidden in the corner of my bedroom window, but after looking outside after the man had left, had I found nothing but Daddy Demyx leaving the garden, obviously done with his training.
Wondering how that can be possible and knowing that it can't have been Daddy Demyx as he has blonde hair and had agreed not to go near my window while I was being punished, I check the surroundings outside my window yet again, but other than a single bent twig, do I see absolutely nothing.

Feeling confused and wondering if, because I am so deeply thinking about that look that other guy send me back then, I am now seeing him everywhere, I decide to keep working on my magical studies, if only to improve my chances for Fire Magic going well as I am heavily studying the Incendio spell.
Having taken a few books from the Library about fire spells, fire enchantments and rituals that included certain forms of fire – from candles to fires under cauldrons – I am deeply examining everything I can learn about fire magic and how to best handle it – as the text proves this to be very difficult.

According to every text I've read so far, fire is the most unpredictable element as it also needs the wind element, requiring oxygen to live and move and even to be used. Therefore it is of utmost importance that one using fire magic is in control of his or her breathing at all times or else things go terribly wrong.
Not wanting things to go wrong when I start practicing with Axel, am I glad for the meditation lessons Daddy Xaldin and Luxord are putting me through as they will not only improve my hold on my patience while around Weasel, they will also help me with these pre-training exercises.
Deciding to just start on them now – as I will be in Weasley's presence again tomorrow, do I sit cross-legged in the center of my father's room, my eyes closed and my hands twisted into each other at the fingers with the palm of my right hand facing down and the palm of my left handing facing up.

Focusing on everything that has made me happy to go to Hogwarts so far, I try to banish Weasley out of all of these memories and while doing so, try not to let my breathing be affected by the anger and irritation I feel just at mentally seeing how he tries to control my actions again and again.
Sinking deeper into my meditative stance, I suddenly feel those two presences yet again, the presence of the other person stronger than that of Axel and then, somehow, feel the other man wrap his mental arms around me as he whispers: "I'll wait for you. Don't stress yourself. He's not worth it."
Before the arms disappear and I take a deep breath, trying not to think of him as he just confuses me and I know – thanks to Cedric and Daddy Luxord – that I am not yet ready to think of him like he does of me and instead of that, do I allow myself to sink back deeply into my meditation.

Lea's POV

Having returned to Radiant Garden, I wake up in the small house I was able to change into a 2-story apartment four years ago and get ready to start a new day, just when I feel the other half of my soul connect to Harry yet again. Closing my eyes in strain not to give in to the urge of uniting with the soul, I hear it say:
"I'll wait for you. Don't stress yourself. He's not worth it." Before the presence becomes passive again, making me lose contact with him and with Harry, something I consider a blessing and a curse as I could almost feel the boy in my arms the way my other half was holding him.

Moving further into my house and into my living room, I sit down on the dark brown couch with recliner function for my legs and while lying my head back, do I stay looking forward, making me look at my own ceiling as I think: "Who in Keyblade's name could make Harry stressed like that?"
And I hate yet again that I decided to keep away from Harry as it means I will probably wonder about that for the next two months. Then, like Axel taught me after coming back, do I sigh and think: "At least I can really get to know him once we get to his world. And then I can help him keep his cool."
This makes me smile, while I wonder why I'm really so easily excited over something like that, but just by meeting Harry today, do I know that nothing and no one can ever become more important to me, not even the past twelve years that made me the Keyblade Wielder I am today.

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And that's where I end it!
I wanted to do a little more on how the weekend ended and how people respond to Harry's return to Hogwarts, but that in and of itself is content for next chapter. It will prove all the more how sneaky – and stupid – Hermione and Ron are and how much Harry enjoys the company of Neville and Cedric.
Also, sorry this took so long, but I had a lot on my mind and in all honesty, has this part been done for the longest of times. I was just so motivated to add previously mentioned content that I didn't believe this chapter finished and that kept me from posting it for all these weeks.
Again, sorry,

Venquine1990
Co-Author: Nate the Werehog

PS. Nate, good luck changing this chapter around, next will have less boyxboy romance, maybe just a little in Harry's thoughts, but that will be it. Again, good luck and you're a brilliant partner to work with.