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azphxbrd No, only I will tell
Leaf Ranger Yes, but they'd use the Restoration stone to bring you back despite the rules...and kill you again, then revive you again because they don't want (Or can't get), another man
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I do believe that last chapter, I had hinted that the flashbacks serve more purpose than fattening up the chapters. Well then, for those who might be curious, I shall take to answering that question.
And, if Animeman, an old reader, is reading this, then welcome back from the loss of your computer. I did miss you, I added a few new fanfictions to your community that you may like.
Oh yes, I do need some help from the common reader idea wise. In a little project I'm working on, a Sister Potter would appear. A twin Harry sister, or just so younger than she would have been alive pre Godric's hollow. Like Clarice in Harem War, or something. I do not need a false boy who lived sort of character, I need a general good character to go into a oneshot idea I am current working on.
It's a cameo appearance, but still important none the less. Again, help would be appreciative.
Well then, let us go!
A dark corner of Albania
The past is the embodiment of hurt, of pain, of sorrow
The powers, that feed him, keep him going, slowly return his power and memories.
For while the Horcrux that once inhabited Harry Potter is gone, a connection still exists. And every once in a while, Harry Potter's memory flashes out, and every memory gives him more power. Feeding his eventual return, when his servant returns to him.
He has no idea, if this servant is the same one of the past era, for the memories of the past had not returned to him from that era. Until then, he would know of that trivial thought naught.
For every time Harry Potter experienced a flashback, a bit more life and power flow into the spirted form, of LORD MOLDYBUTT...Voldemort.
Suddenly, Voldemort's specter looked up into the sky, as if he wants to kill something (The writer then runs for the bathroom, as he managed some bladder control)
For even in an altered time, he was near immortal. But, even the mightiest Asgardian God, can fall to their doom (See Baldr or Ragnarok for example)
Outsides of Hogwarts, Britain
The gates and other boundaries of Hogwarts, in a perfect circle that even encircled the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, had a Dementor in place. The soulless fiends freezing over everything that got near them, but still there was a problem.
They would get hungry, they would need to eat. But Dumbledore had three lifetimes to know that they must not get near a student.
After all, they did try to kiss away Harry Potter's soul at the end of the year.
And so, they just took to attacking all nearby muggles (Who had a serial killer on the loose by their understanding, who used cryo based killing techniques), to keep fed.
Rumor is that a Ministry Official likely said it, the same one who had Harry attacked during fifth year. Not much more to be said.
Inside Hogwarts, Britain, much less dark and gloomy than outside it
As the Lessons continued to go on, with some of them being the same as they ever were, with some that got better (History and Magical creatures), and some that were a challenge, (Ancient Runes), mearly because they were an entire new sort of class for Harry.
While he could get the idea of what they were, and was a hell lot better at them than, Divination (Shiver), it still was actual work. No past memory help...
It was sort of interesting how he remembered all the various material, was it those flashbacks actually being helpful? Or did he somehow get Hermione's memory...one of the two probably.
And so things continue, with today being the Friday of Professor Lupin's first lesson.
However, before that was another potions class, the same one in which shrinking solutions were made. In the original timeline, and somehow this wasn't triggering a flashback...
Oh wait...
Flashback
Hermione was muttering instructions to him out of the corner of her mouth, so that Snape wouldn't see.
Harry and Ron packed away their unused ingredients and went to wash their hands and ladles in the stone basin in the corner.
"What did Malfoy mean?" Harry muttered to Ron as he stuck his hands under the icy jet that poured from the gargoyle's mouth "Why would I want revenge on Black? He hasn't done anything to me — yet."
"He's making it up," said Ron savagely. "He's trying to make you do something stupid…"
The end of the lesson in sight, Snape strode over to Neville, who was cowering by his cauldron.
"Everyone gather 'round," said Snape, his black eyes glittering,"and watch what happens to Longbottom's toad. If he has managed to produce a Shrinking Solution, it will shrink to a tadpole. If, as I don't doubt, he has done it wrong, his toad is likely to be poisoned."
The Gryffindors watched fearfully. The Slytherins looked excited.
Snape picked up Trevor the toad in his left hand and dipped a small spoon into Neville's potion, which was now green. He trickled a few drops down Trevor's throat.
There was a moment of hushed silence, in which Trevor gulped; then there was a small pop, and Trevor the tadpole was wriggling in Snape's palm.
The Gryffindors burst into applause. Snape, looking sour,pulled a small bottle from the pocket of his robe, poured a few drops on top of Trevor, and he reappeared suddenly, fully grown.
"Five points from Gryffindor," said Snape, which wiped the smiles from every face. "I told you not to help him, Miss Granger. Class dismissed."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed the steps to the entrance hall. Harry was still thinking about what Malfoy had said, while Ron was seething about Snape.
"Five points from Gryffindor because the potion was all right! Why didn't you lie, Hermione? You should've said Neville did it all by himself!"
End Flashback
Jinxed it...but Harry wondered how the class would go this time, since Neville did alright in Potions and Neo Snape left him alone, instead bothering Crabbe and Goyle.
"PURPLE POKADOTS! HOW DID YOU MANAGE THAT LEVEL OF IDIOCY!"
They looked at him stupidly
"THIS POTION WOULDN'T SHRINK...IT WOULD CAUSE THE PERSON TO VANISH FROM THE VERY FABRIC OF TIME AND SPACE AS THEIR ENTIRE BODY SHRANK TO OBLIVION...AND THEN" he caught them as they were looking at Harry as if they were planning something, bad Slytherininish "OPEN A BLACK HOLE AND SUCK IN ALL OF EXISTENCE INTO ANTI MATTER! I WILL NOT ALLOW A CRISIS OF INFINITE EARTHS TO HAPPEN ON MY WATCH!" Snape was a DC comics fan?
Odd
Snape vanished the possibly catastrophic potion, before he turned to check for any more dangerous, destroy the world type potions
As soon as he left, however, the guards of Ronfoy, and Ronfoy himself, took to glaring at Tracy, who shrunk away at their glares.
"Leave her alone!"
Ronfoy sneered "This doesn't concern a no name like yourself! By the way, I think Mommy and Daddy likes Astoria better than you, seeing as she hasn't been banished!"
Daphne gritted her teeth. The only reason they hadn't done that was because they still needed a heir, it wasn't like they'd try again or anything.
There was a social stigma among 'Proper' Purebloods against having more than two children, to a point that most stopped at one child. It was stupid really, but then again, all pureblood pricks were stupid. Such limited numbers would cause them to die out even quicker, but inbreeding affects the brain.
"Tracy's my friend, and I won't take some ginger dracula wannabe talk her down" Tracy gave her a look out of the corner of her eye that was in between a thank you, and a please don't drag yourself into my problem, look.
Ronfoy glared at them with hate "I'll teach you to talk back to your superiors"
"Do not antagonize others, Mr. Prewett...that will be 5 points from Slytherin"
The hate looks now glared at both of them from all other Slytherins, bare the professor.
Harry frowned with disgust at this, as did the others, even the non time travelers. This was not looking good at all.
However, there was a surprise coming up
A class later, Defense Against the Dark Arts
They had been told, via a message on the board, to come to the staff room that held the bogart before. But, there were, non Snape guests here today.
"WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE!" Seamus yelled at the Slytherin hoard that had appeared. Tracy manged to break away to where Daphne was on the Gryffindor side, as Remus Lupin came in.
"I'm sorry about this, but I had personal issues on their Defense Against the Dark Arts class date" it wasn't the full moon..."My wife had something to share with me, personally...and there is only one thing that scares me more than my wife, which is part of today's lesson"
Harry and Hermione exchanged looks, was Teddy coming early?
The cubbard nearby then gave a huge wobble.
"For today, we tackle a Boggart"
Anyone who was magical flinched in fear
"A boggart, as you may know, is a magical creature that likes to live in dark places, though we have no idea how they are born, or of their true appearance." Perhaps Moody does "A boggart, upon seeing a living person, will become that person's greatest fear." note the various looks of apprehension and terror "But, there is a simple way to alleviate yourself of their power over you, the Riddikulus charm. With this charm, while thinking of something funny, will cause the Boggart to take such a form. For instance, I heard from Professor Dumbledore of a students from years pass who was afraid of a teacher, and made said teacher boggart version dress up in his grandmother's cloths" a lot of chuckling was given from that, particularly from those who knew of this incident in real life.
(I should have put a flashback here, but you guys will flame)
"Now then, who will go first?"
And so, Harry of course voluntered immediately, not getting to go the last time
Remus briefly looked worried, probably expecting a Boggart Voldemort, but shook it off.
"Okay then, Harry..." he cast a spell to open the cupboard, as a Dementor burst out. Remus sighed in relief, before he exchanged a quick look with Harry, no Patronus.
That would be sort of cheating.
"Riddikulus!" The Dementor began to vanish into dust, billowing away.
"Excellent, next!"
So went up Neville...who would his bogart be...
The dust reformed, taking on the shape of Filch with a machine gun. Filch aimed the gun straight at Neville...eh that was rather terrifying a prospect.
"Riddikulus"!" Neville spelled, as Filch took on his grandmother's cloak and hat, his machine gun now Trevor the Snarf, who began to maul his face as laughter ensued.
Then Ronfoy went up, this time with a very big spider...how interesting that was still about
Up next was Tracy, whose boggart became a gang of people with shadowed faces, but still Harry seemed to find something, familiar about them.
The Slytherins, meanwhile, smirked at her fear
"Riddikulus" she squeaked, as cops came up behind them, beat them senseless, and dragged them away
Up then was Hermione, whose boggart became Professor McGonagall, with a Troll graded N.E.W.T, and a look of disapproval on her face, appeared.
"Riddikulus" the Troll became 12 O's...which was possible, just bad for Hermione's sanity
"Riddikulus" the spider exploded into arachnid gunk...the old way was better.
Then it was Parvati, whose boggart was now a mummy, as it was before.
"Riddikulus" the Boggart unraveled, rolling up into toilet paper, as Susan came up, the boggart now took the shape, of Umbitch in the Ministers cloak (Well, it could be worse, it could have been her in a string thong)
Meanwhile, in the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge felt a disturbance in the force...or in his job.
"Someone wants my job...better blame Dumbledore"
But, back to actual brains
Remus growled in an undertone at that sight.
"Riddikulus" the hag got hit with a gavel, again and again and again...well there was a lot of laughter until the poor boggart exploded.
Remus frowned, more of the class was supposed to get practice today, but then again he had no love for that hag "Well, that was done perhaps too well...lets see that's 10 points for each who participated; that's 5 points to Slytherin House and 25 points to Gryffindor House. Homework, a summary on Boggarts due next class"
Omake 1
Non Canon here, but a thinking tank for beyond
Boggarts across space and time
Across the universe, there exist many heroes, all of them who fear something or another. As we know this, we can begin to only contemplate what they would see if they were to run into a boggart.
This list can never be complete, but as far as now
The boggart of Superman and Supergirl, or any Kryptonian, would be themselves, covered in Kryptonite
Percy Jackson would be of his friends being killed
Artemis Fowl would see someone, outwit him
Minato of the Sekirei Series would see his Sekirei sacrificing themselves for him
Riku would see Ansem, Seeker of Darkness
Demyx would probably see his guitar being smashed, if nobodies had fear
Hinata Hyuga would have Naruto calling her weak
Ichigo Kurosaki would see his sisters in danger
The author would see his laptop being lost (True)
Captain America would see a Hydra ruled America
The Joker would see a world without Batman (For what fun would the clown prince of crime have without the Bat?)
Naruto Uzumaki has a variety of them; Pre Sasuke Retrieval would see Ramen being banned, Naruto after that would see Sasuke being taken over by Orochimaru, after the fight with Orochimaru it would be the Nine Tails breaking free, and after the Nine Tails seal would be restored, same as Percy
Omake 2
True
Why Neville has that Boggart
Neville had never felt more alive. After so long being stone, he was human again! He could eat! He could talk! He could see Hannah! So many good things.
Trevor darted to and from his heels, joyous to see his old master up and alive, mewing in glee, until they passed a corridor you see, and happened to come upon Argus Filch, with a odd device...that resembled muggle machine guns.
"DIE FILTH!"
BAM
BAM
BAM
It was like a thousand curses being fired at once, with screams of agony coming forth from whatever was being hit.
Neville paled, did the two sets of terror twins of Gryffindor finally get Dumbledore to agree with Filch. Wide eyed, he ran for his life.
Argus Filch growled like a monster, holding his smoking device very much like a machine, at the walls of hard to reach portraits cleaned to perfection, the occupants grunting, cursing and wincing in their pinkness.
"This ultimate cleaning blaster 3.5 is the ultimate weapon in the war against filth, my sweat" he said to Mrs. Norris, who mewed in evil glee "Now, no remote painting shall escape my cleaning again. And, I shall make them eat soap for their foulness, the student monsters will pay...starting with the TWINS! BOTH SETS!"
Meanwhile, from behind a trick portrait, the Weasley twins were observing this with a frown.
"Wow, he got the heavy artillery, Fred"
"I do believe we now need to bring out our own, eh George"
"Oh yes..."
Dumbledore then felt the castle itself shake in fear