Tulpa!Harry
Harry Potter had spent two years of his life at a magical castle, learning to properly wield a wand, alongside his two friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger.
Now, he was hiding in Diagon Alley after running away from his relatives', waiting for school to begin. And having the best days of his life aside from most days at Hogwarts.
He had finished his homework with the help of Florean Fortescue—and liberal helpings of free ice cream—and the occasional customer who wanted to help the bo-who-lived and was now exploring the stores he hadn't been in before.
His next exploration was a junk store.
Inside, he poked around, admiring the things other mages thought could be resold.
He found a Victrola with a glass horn that was also a Wizarding Wireless and was admiring it when he saw a leather hat just like Indiana Jones's. "How much for the hat?"
"Hmm, oh, that's mine, sonny. Sorry, I misplaced it when I opened the shop. Thanks lad," said the proprietor as Harry handed it over. The wizard put it on top of a phrenology bust behind the counter. "You can get one just like it down the street at Leonardo's Leathery."
Harry nodded and went back to poking around. He ended up paying two sickles for a thick stack of slightly dingy parchment and fragments of parchment he thought Hermione might find useful or Dean could turn into another of his funny flipbooks and eight sickles for a pair of glasses that were better than his even though they were missing both temples—he figured that could be fixed easily enough, then left, heading to the Leathery.
Inside the shop, he ended up finding the hat but decided ten galleons was much too expensive for something that couldn't be charmed to grow with him since it was made of already enchanted niffler leather.
When he returned to his room, he found Hedwig had returned with letters. He saw a large package from Hermione and a smaller one from Ron. Errol was splayed out and looked about ninety-nine percent dead.
He opened the one from Ron first and saw a small device and a note saying it was a sneakoscope and a chocolate frog with purple and green chocolate and Egyptian writing on the box.
He took out two pieces of parchment then opened the one from Hermione. The letter said it was a book on his ancestors' contributions to the worldwide Magical community but instead he found it was something called Tulpas & You: A Primer on Thoughtforms.
He wrote a quick letter back to Ron as he munched on the chocolate frog. It was a little less sweet than he was used to but had crunchy pretzel stick bones inside it and told Ron the frog was incredible.
His letter to Hermione was a little longer, informing her he thought she might have sent the wrong book.
The next morning Harry awoke to open the window just as Hedwig returned. He fed her some treats and a slice of bacon left over from his sandwich the night before. Ron hadn't replied but Hermione had, explaining she had sent the wrong book and would replace it on the train with a postscript that he should read it anyway.
He spent the day reviewing his homework and hesitantly signing cards for the occasional first or second year when cornered in the Alley. They had released new Chocolate Frog cards and his card was very common.
That evening, unable to sleep and bored of looking at class books, Harry opened the book Hermione had accidentally sent.
The Tulpa: an independent thoughtform
The tulpa, created through the dubthap rite is a simple-complex ritual allowing the muggle practitioner to create a thoughtform capable of a form of independent thought though only visible to themselves.
When performed by a mage, the practitioner can create a form of them self capable of independent movement as well as a solid form. Early mage practitioners created their tulpas for protection but as time went on, practitioners realized they could use them for much more, including errands, decoys, dueling practice, and acquiring knowledge due to the unique thought structure of the mage-mind.
Harry read long into the night, fascinated. Dueling with himself sounded amazing, even after the class last year.
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Harry sat on his bed, doing the first step of the process. He imagined himself, sitting across from him.
This is so hard, he thought. "Hedwig, how'm I supposed to concentrate?"
She made a harsh sounding hoot-bark-laugh sound then began preening. "Prat," he muttered.
He could almost see himself sitting across from himself but with longer hair, chocolate eyes like Hermione's, and a lack of glasses.
Then he was distracted by a fleeting thought of using a tulpa to annoy Snape which made him laugh aloud.
As the days went by, he got better at concentrating and soon could see his thoughtform for more than fifteen minutes before getting distracted again, usually by Hedwig or some noise outside his window.
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The night they returned to school Harry succeeded on concentrating on his tulpa for almost forty minutes. While still on the first stage, Harry wondered if he was ready to move to the second stage while he began pushing the tulpa to the back of his mind to keep it in his thoughts but concentrate on other things.
He decided to wait until he could do one hour consistently.
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It was nearing Halloween when Harry awoke one morning to find himself sitting by his bed, reading his homework. Sleep befuddled, for a moment he thought the apparition was his father. Then he realized what it was when it turned to him and smiled. "Morning Harry! Just touching up our homework. You left off some info that is a bit esoteric but really useful to know."
"Uhh, how do you know this?" Harry asked as he read the information on how using air as the transfigurative media in a freeform transfiguration one could safely create a vacuum inside a noneuclidian geometric form.
Harry gaped at him as the thoughtform explained that Harry had subconsciously understood it but had passed it over because it wasn't relevant to him and as long as Harry understood it, the thoughtform—or Harvey as he asked to be thought of—would understand it.
"You talking to me?" Neville asked.
Harry turned to see the other boy pulling himself out of bed slowly.
Harvey shook his head. "Only you can see me tight now. You haven't progressed that far. Though tonight i plan to see if i can raid the library. So much to read!"
Harvey giggled at Harry's thought and when Harry realized the thoughtform knew what he just thought—that Harvey looked like and acted like what he thought a baby with Hermione might be like—Harry blushed.
"No, talking to myself," Harry said, realizing it wasn't a lie.
Neville nodded and went to shower as Harry dressed for the day.
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Harvey stepped through the doors of the library as if they didn't exist and was ecstatic to see that the books could be read by him. He started on the most important ones from what he felt he/they needed to know: how to make a TARDIS! The perfect escape from the Dursleys after all!
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Hermione found herself a little put out that Harry was doing so well but also ecstatic about it when he got fifty points for Gryffindor when he showed Professor McGonagall how he could transfigure the air in the room into a gorgeous crystalline skull. Though he did get told not to practice indoors AND without her or Flitwick overseeing due to the fact the three were left gasping for breath for a half a second as the spell used all the air around them, leading to the loudest apparation crack McGonagall had ever heard.
When he showed her how to do the spell later that evening with Flitwick, she made a crystalline kneazle and hugged harry so hard he realized she had girly bits. Flitwick gave them seventy-five points: fifty for Hermione doing the spell and twenty-five for Harry's aptitude as an instructor.
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Harry awoke the morning of Halloween, having had a rather annoying dream of being Harvey and sitting in the library, reading Ancient Runes II: ル-ンハ-ド, the fourth year text. His annoyance was for how difficult it was to understand without the third year basics: though that was mostly how they were used for foretelling and how to write them, the real necessity was their many alternate meanings which weren't discussed in the text because it was part of the third year curriculum.
When Harry started to complain about it to Harvey, the thoughtform held up his hand. "I already know, I'll read up on all that tonight. But that runechain for keeping food fresh was really rude looking, right?"
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Hermione was a little worried about how withdrawn Harry was but wrote it off when she really thought about it. Sirius Black was trying to kill him, after all. She hoped the Aurors caught him soon so Harry could go back to just worrying about his grades. Well, her worrying about his grades. All he really worried about was Quidditch and if treacle tart was being served for dessert. And his friends, she reminded herself.
She looked over and saw him idly drawing runes. Her eyes narrowed and tried to read it: black green leaf vegetable circular hill woman fire. It made no sense.
After some thought, she came to the conclusion he had read a book on runes and was just doodling.
She opened her Arithmancy book and started on that homework as Ron suggested a game of chess. She huffed in annoyance. At least Harry got his work done as soon as possible, she thought then grabbed her telactor. She factored the golden ratio into her problem, testing muggle math with magical math.
"Harry, is that a Curta?" Hermione asked as she looked up, noting Harry playng with a black device.
He nodded. "Picked it up at the junk store. They didn't know what it was, had a couple dozen of them, got 'em all for three knuts each. Want one?"
"They work?"
Harry nodded and she held out her hand. "No instructions though. Had to figure it out on my own. Think I'll try to sell the others to muggles." They were in excellent condition and collectable.
"This is perfect, i wanted to get one of these so I could try to build a magical version. Thanks!"
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Two engorging charms, some minor transfiguration work, and some color charms later, Gryffindor had a life sized lion mascot made of crystalline glass, just in time for winter hols. Flitwick, in a fit of fancy, paid the two Gryffindors five galleons each to do the same work on a crystalline eagle to present to his students for their own mascot and when Sprout heard Flitwick bragging about the twos work, hired them to do the same, only requesting the badger be the same size as the lion.
Hermione did the same for the eagle and the three mascots wore their house colors as scarves when they were presented to their houses the day before leaving for the break.
Harry was sitting in the library on the first day of the break, the book on Tulpas open to the more advanced sections on multiple thoughtforms, his break homework already half done when the Headmaster swept in, cheerily greeting Pince and returning books as well as giving her her bonus for the year, a nice bottle of elf-made sherry. She thanked him and moved to put the sherry in her office.
"Ahh, mr. Potter, hard at the assignments already?" Dumbledore said, sitting down across from him. He waved his wand and looked more serious than usual when he recognized the book on tulpas. "Ahh, how long have you had this?"
"Since Diagon Alley. Hermione accidentally sent it to me. I started working on it for fun," admitted.
"Have you progressed to an actual thoughtform? I must admit I attempted it years and years ago and only succeeded after learning a skill called occlumency. But i never went past a short term thoughtform after I received a pensieve in an inheritance."
"Uhh, yeah, a freeroaming thoughtform," Harry admitted, afraid he'd be in trouble.
"Truly?" Dumbledore asked, looking impressed, Harry thought.
He nodded. "His name is Harvey. Looks like me but has longer hair and brown eyes. And he likes to read a lot more than I do."
"In fact, if you've truly completed a thoughtform, he is you, at your basest levels."
That made Harry blush and Dumbledore chuckled. "Yes, I learned some things about myself I wasn't keen on knowing. The Same for you?"
Harry looked over at Harvey who was listening in on some sixth year girls and laughing at their conversations. "Yeah..."
"And you're attempting to progress to an independent solid freethinking thoughtform?"
Harry nodded. "The books says that i would be able to practice dueling with it?"
Dumbledore nodded. "I've only met one other person who had that level of a tulpa." He decided not to mention the man had created a female form due to his inability at understanding women. "Perhaps a weekly update. Yes, please, send me a letter with your weekly progress.
"Also, since I'm here, I wanted to congratulate you on your progress lately. Due to your tulpa's greater understanding of your memories?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Why is my brain the best teacher i've had—actually, no, Lupin is the best. He's gonna be back next year, right?" He asked hopefully.
"I do hope so," Dumbledore admitted. "Forty years of teachers never lasting more than eighteen months is tiresome."
He stood and smiled at Harry. "Ah, also, perhaps you could make an emperor cobra for Slytherin as well?"
Harry flushed and nodded. He had felt guilty about the other houses having one of their accidental mascots and now doubly so.
Dumbledore patted him on the head then left the library.
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Harry studied the statue of the emperor cobra outside the Slytherin dorms. He hadn't noticed it before but aside from the more normal head of a snake, the lack of a crest, and smaller eyes, the statue looked a lot like the basilisk from the year before.
Harvey stepped out of the Slytherin Common Room. "Hurry up. Someone's coming."
Harry slipped his cloak on and waited for the students to pass then decided to use the statue as the model.
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"We should make a gojira statue," Harvey said excitedly as they followed Flitwick outside.
"Gojira?" Harry asked.
"Hmmm?" Flitwick said.
"Nothing," harry replied. "Just thinking aloud."
"Godzilla! We'll leave it at the bottom of the lake and on foggy days, it'll come out of the water for a short while to roar and flame then go back below. Our dad was a prankster," Harvey reminded him. "It's a fitting tribute to him. And we can donate some money to the library in mum's name!"
Harry nodded thoughtfully. It did seem like it could be funny.
He got to work and squeaked a bit in fright when his first try ended up looming exactly like the basilisk from the year before, including the 30 meter length.
Professor Flitwick helped him shrink it down to a tenth of its size and helped give it some vocalizations then they hid it so it could be delivered to the Slytherin dorm on Christmas morning.
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Dean was a little surprised to receive an owl from Harry but sent Hedwig back with a half dozen pictures of Godzilla clipped from magazines and made a note to look for a well detailed statue while christmas gift returning—he had learned long ago never to buy a real gift for his sisters, just cash or certificates—and gift certificate redeeming with his sisters. He had a hundred pounds spending money and harry had promised ten percent over what he had to spend.
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Harry awoke to find his gifts at the end of his bed, including one that looked like a new broom and another with the same handwriting as the cloak from his first year. Inside it was ten galleons and a receipt for the work done on the snake.
Ron awoke and they were both shocked by the Firebolt revealed in the long package.
Harvey guilted Harry into turning the broom over to professor mcgonagall to test it for safety since it had been anonymous and Ron spent the rest of the day ignoring Harry.
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"Wait, so he has his own personality?" Hermione asked.
He nodded, looking away from Harvey who was checking out Hermione.
"So, what's he saying?" she asked.
"Uhh, i don't wanna—"
"Just tell her that she should wear clothes that show off that hot little arse of hers more often. Heck, let's take her to Agent Provocateur and spend a bundle on tiny bits of lace to get her out of!" Harvey suggested, leering at her.
"He's a bit of a pervert," Harry admitted.
After some wheedling, she finally got him to relay what Harvey said.
She turned red then went stony faced and slapped Harry.
"Hey!"
"He's your subconscious you pervert!"
"You know, when there's two of her, we can have an orgy!" Harvey suggested.
*Hermione finds out
*Plans for summer
*Harvey pervs on idea of two hermiones, makes lewd requests that hermione forces harry to relate like larger boobs and so on.
*Hermione names hers Helena
*Helena dresses and talks like buffy
*Hermione places the spells on her crystal cat to make it motile and eventually gives it a more lion like appearance. It becomes their mascot when she enlarges it and flitwick has harry make a badger and eagle for the other two houses while a seventh year makes a crystal snake though theirs isn't hollow or as aesthetically pleasing.
*Metaphysical while at current stage: explains harvey's fixes of harry's homework are just in harry's mind, he has to do the actual rewrite
**Two or three versions, one where tulpa is the greatest tool ever.
**Two is where tulpa goes insane, harry has to deal w/it while dealing w/riddle
**Possible third is harry fails and tulpa becomes new dark lord, forcing magicals to breed then kills them off and raises their children to be his willing workforce/soldiers with muggles their caretakers and eventual slaves when harvey takes over world.