I Don't Own Harry Potter


Turns out she's that girl that attacked me in first year, I totally forgot about her, I mean I'm not the best with names so I think it's understandable and it was a few years back and if I remembered the names of everyone that attacked me then I would hardly have any space in my head for anything else. But now that I knew this I wasn't really sure what to do to be honest.

Though what was really confusing me was the fact that she was in her seventh year, as after being reminded, I remembered that she was a fifth in my first so she should be out of school at the moment. I knew it was possible to fail but I didn't think ti could happen twice in a row but still this seems like a bit much to be honest, I don't think she was that stupid, not the best but nothing that bad. Well that wasn't really my problem.

But what was my problem was what to do with her now that I knew who was responsible for me having to deal with this bullshit. I mean sure it wasn't all that bad really, mostly at this point just a small annoyance, it was mostly just I really didn't like being forced into stuff. So what do I do, pain would be the obvious answer but that's a bit dull really, so what should I do.

I didn't really mind doing this even when the anger has mostly completely subsided. I've become really normalized to large amounts of violence and pain haven't I? I mean I wasn't all that innocent to begin with but this probably isn't all that good for me mentally. Still, doesn't really change that I have to do something. But no reason to make it as grand and painful as I first wanted it to be.

After all, it would be unfortunate if I wasted away all the good will I made with Dumbledore by torturing a student of his. Of course he would have to figure out it's me but it wouldn't be to hard, I've made sure to run a tight ship of Slytherin this year so if a seventh year Slytherin, one that is more than old enough to enter me, is suddenly found, say, missing most of her bones, well it would only take a few questions for the trail to lead to me.

So what I should do is just make her life really horrible for a while, maybe a month or so, that wouldn't be to hard to pull off, a couple stealthy disorientation hexes and a few 'mishaps' here and there and I guess that would be good enough. I'll have to get some other seventh years to get me her schedule so I know the best time to do such things. Well, I don't have anything of to much importance to do at the moment so I might as well do it now.


I was stretching at the moment, while I listened to screams ring out from my place in the common room. It would seem that Grace has touched her doorknob, which I might have hexed to shock her a tad bit more each time she touched it. It was getting pretty powerful now so I should probably lower it soon so she doesn't get anymore suspicious of foul play.

"Hey what do you think is the correct number of newt eyes to use in a Sliver-Eye Elixir? I think it would be four for optimal use but the book is saying only two" I thought about it some, considering the reactivity to said ingredient compared to the others I knew were involved in that sixth year potion while I pulled my arm over my head continuing to stretch my stiff body, after a moment I came to a conclusion and answered to Blaise's question with.

"I'd think three would be the best, two is more than likely the number used so that the tail-ends doesn't become inert and ruin the potion, four might increase the potency but it also makes it a much more difficult brew. So like I said, three is a nice compromise while learning it and then you could move up to four after you know you can handle the potion well enough to not waste stock on failures" He put a hand up to his chin with a quill in said hand as he thought about that for a moment before continuing on.

"That sounds right, but wouldn't I then have to add more powdered sliver into it as well to still have the right ratio, which would also make the tail-ends more likely to become inert?" I tilted my head to the side as I thought about his reply for a long moment knowing he was probably right as pushed my hands together and cracked my knuckles against each other.

"Well if that was the case then you'll have to find a substitute to that ingredient, one that doesn't react that way then...Maybe stripping them would work as well, I haven't had much test work with that one" I was no long facing Blaise but I could still practically hear his sudden realization as a large amount of scribbling could be heard from behind me as I rolled my shoulders before deciding that I had worked out enough of the stiffness and then made my way to leave the room as I knew Blaise would be to caught up in his thoughts for a while to even notice my departure.

So with that I walked out of my common room and began to make my way up to the Room of Requirement, after all, I really need to finish up getting rid of the curses on the book, it's nearly almost done if both of my detector rings say anything about it. I'd really like to start on the book sometime this year so with that I continued on wondering if I'm going to break over fifty in curse amount.

Honestly, I think they madman bonded a curse to every single page on the book for the sheer amount of curses on the book without it just blowing the fuck up from all that magic shoved into it. Still, doesn't change what I have to do so with that I continued on to the seventh floor.


I looked down at the book almost disbelieving the sight that was in front of me as I then glanced back at both of my rings, neither of which had even a spark of light on the runes scribbled into them. I can of thought that this would be an unending cycle of annoying me to find a new curse to break, but nothing was showing up, it was now just a book. So with that I bent down and picked it up and held it for a tentative second before flipping it open to the first page.

And when nothing happened, I felt a bubble of a laugh push up into me as I looked down at the book that I beat with pure stubborn will. After a moment of just enjoying my victory, I then looked down at the tome and quickly began to scan over the first page, it was a definition of what a soul is and what happens when on tampers with it, boring, it's just the disclaimers.

Still, I read them all anyway, making sure to memorize the words, no way am I going to fuck up my soul because I was to hasty, I've spent most of this school year working on this book I can wait a little longer at any rate before I get to the interesting stuff. Most of the talk was stuff I'm sure would have made made young Tommy boy regret even thinking of making a horcrux, it talked about soul fraying and what it means when you do finally die, eternal nothingness and pain.

Well it's not like I'm planning on cutting up my soul, just planning on finding a way to keep it in my nice fleshy container. Sadly, the index didn't have a section on immortality so I'm probably going to have to figure that out all on my own but no shock there, I was expecting as much. Still, with that, after making sure I had read all of the text on the written disclaimers, I then flipped to the first section, which was titled 'Wholeness of Mind, Body, and Soul'

Thankfully I'm a fast reader and was quickly skimming across the words doing my best to not skip anything that could be important. It was talking about how important the soul is to the person's individuality, it's basically what makes you, well, you essentially. So to harm it is to willing destroy yourself. And then it went on to talk about the most common ways to harm the soul.

Reading through it, I noted that surprisingly killing wasn't on here in the main section, it was mentioned that large acts of murder, like say genocide, could hurt one's soul beyond repair but killing itself had no immediate effect on a person. It made sense, animals have souls as well, and it's in their nature to kill to hunt, and their souls seem to be fine. I don't think this is a reason to say fuck it and start a killing spree but it is good to know for future reference that if I have to then killing is on the table.

Anyway, most of the dangers to the soul where a bit obvious, trying to increase the size of it in anyway as a way to increase ones magic, or mental strength even can lead to horrible effects on one's sanity. I do believe Voldemort didn't read the fine print when he undoubtedly started to dabble in this magic to try and make himself even stronger. So most of this was taking about actually messing with the soul, which I had no plan on doing.

Finishing up the chapter, I moved to the next one and that's when I began to understand why this stuff was banned, this one was on spells that can main another soul, so apparently their are worst things than the killing curse. Still, I read on with a bit of wonderment as I thought about the implications of some of these spells that I would never even try to use out of not wanting to know I had caused someone to be doomed to eternal suffering, even for me that's a bit much.

Because doing something to the soul changes a person's entire being, it's basically rewriting someone's personality, practically brainwashing in it's most pure form, and even I don't think I could do something like to someone unless I had a good reason for it. So I just continued on reading, at some point absentmindedly conjuring a chair for me to sit in while I read on.

Everything in here was new and that alone had it worth it, all this stuff and interesting, if horrifying, information to learn. Even if I never do much with this knowledge, besides my own pet-project of figuring out immortality, knowing it has a power all on it's own, as because even if this stuff is practically myth in today's world it doesn't mean it isn't out there, Voldemort is a good example of that, so knowing these things and how to counter them can only be a good thing, though I doubt most would agree with me on that.

Still, after a couple hours which seemed to past by in only moments, I noted that it must have been early in the morning now, I should get back to the dorm. But after a moment, I looked back down at the book before rolling my eyes before setting it down. It's not like it'll go anywhere and as much as I don't like to admit it, food is important, so I head down to breakfast before I miss it. Besides I'm sure Blaise has some choice words for me about disappearing on him, again.


It had been a long while later, almost two months and the last task was coming up soon but I wasn't really paying attention to that. Instead I was looking down at the metal band I had painstakingly ordered from my exactly specifications. The reason I was staring down at it was because at the moment I has slowly carving minuscule runes onto the surface on it with the precision probably needed to be a brain surgeon.

I had been at this for a good three days, or seventeen hours of pure inscribing, not allowing myself to make a single mistake otherwise I would have to start all over, like I had to do many, many times now. Ignoring that though, I slowly connected the last of the runes together and watched as they all glowed in synergy for a brief moment and then in a split second the runes light up again as I jumped out of my seat and leaped away as far as I could from the metal band as a loud bang rang out as I was thrown across the room I was in.

Sighing, well it was closer to a groan, I got up to my feet place a hand on my head in extreme annoyance as I looked over at the wreckage that was the desk I had been using. Sixth time is apparently not the charm. I wasn't even sure what I was doing wrong, all my calculations were correct, the runes were perfectly written, I made sure of it, and the metal it was made out of was highly conductive to magic so I didn't see the problem.

This has been a pain in the ass for a while now, I have painstakingly made a runic array that, in theory, should make a soul stay in it's host body, the only problem is that the runic array is actually five arrays working in harmony, and I can't even get the first one done. Somethings wrong, it has to be, but I've checked over everything like ten times now and I can't find any flaw, so it has to be something else.

Something that I'm not thinking about, or forgot to consider... Like rituals per say, sure rune magic is the best suited fit for what I'm doing but I don't see a reason why I only have to use that, maybe through a ritual I can find a way to stabilize the magic to the bands, of course that lead to a whole new problem of figuring out a way to stabilize ritual and runic magic together.

I have the basics already mapped out from last year, but this is far from the basics where I could just slap a bunch of magical arts together and watch how it reacts. No, here I have to properly intertwine this two arts and that is going to take a while. So with that, I walked up to the ruined desk that was quickly repairing itself under a spell I flicked in it's direct before sitting back down to get to work as I pulled out an arithmancy chart and began to problem solve.


I blinked in confusion as I was dragged to the meeting room for the Champion's family area before the third task by Blaise pulling on the sleeve of my robe. I wasn't exactly expecting anyone to be there, because you know, orphan. But as I was forced into the room via manhandling, I looked around and noted that Astira was there looking at me with a hint of exasperation in her eyes.

"You know, I never knew how much credit to put into the stories Blaise tells me about you, but I think he might have been onto something" I gave said person in question a look to which he just pretended to not notice as I was continued to be dragged into the room even through while acting like I didn't understand the conversations that was coming from Fleur and Krum and their families.

"Well, in my defense everything would be pretty dull otherwise" She just laughed at that, agreeing with me on my view of life, at least I'm pretty sure that's what she was doing. Otherwise she was finding my statement of constant self-endangerment as hilarious which is a bit disconcerting if true.

"So what are you doing here anyway?" I was actually curious, though judging from Blaise's face palmed it would seem that this is one of those times that I am actually out of the loop without it being an act, at least when it comes to stuff like this. Even if I'm not actually an emotionless husk, doesn't mean I'm all that good at emotions to start with, it's why I'm so good at this act.

"Well now, I'm hurt, I thought you'd jump for joy at my arrival" I raised an eyebrow at that, as I do believe in any life I have never 'jumped for joy' she just laughed again at my expression at her words, still after a moment she seemed to become a bit solemn and said.

"I knew no one would be here so I figured I would do it myself. I hope you don't mind, this is only for family after all" Oh, it's one of those things, I don't know what to do with this, I'm not good at this nor have I needed to be good at this in a long time. Still, after a short moment of trying to get all the lanes of my mind focused on the task to not say something horrible, I spoke with the following words.

"I don't have one of those... but I guess you'd be the closest I have, so thanks" She seemed really happy at my words, so I didn't fuck up, good on me. I also noted, when I stopped giving myself a pat of the back, Blaise looked like the words has surprised him more than I thought they would have. Well, I've never had a brother, at least one I've met, so I guess he'll do.

"So what now then? I wasn't expecting anyone, so I didn't plan out-" I was interrupted as a short laugh sounded out from behind and as I listened to a quickening pace of footsteps rush up as a slight gravelly voice spoke out behind me.

"Kyu! I didn't think I'd see you here!" I blinked and then turned around and looked at Sirius Black walked up to me quickly with Harry lagging behind, clearly not knowing what to do with his godfather's reaction to the sight of me. Looking him over, he seemed to be in a lot better health than the last time, his hair was muchless rat-nest like for one and he wasn't a walking skeleton either. I just shrugged to him and answered.

"Neither did I, but apparently family isn't defined by blood here as a requirement so Astira showed up to try and surprise me" I ignored said woman's pouting at my comment that this actually didn't surprise me as much as she wanted it to, so be fair, with how my life goes, nothing came surprise me much anymore. And even if something does, well it's not like I'm going to let on to that fact.

"Still, good to see you Kyu, I've been a bit busy but I had been meaning to stop by or at least send a letter" I just nodded, I didn't really mind him not staying in touch, that wasn't really the point in why I had saved him from being on the run anyway. Though Harry was looking mighty confused for some reason as he quickly walked up and said.

"Wait, since when have you to known each other?" I blinked at him for a long moment, that actually being the biggest surprise I've experienced today and considering my present company well that's saying something. Looking over at Sirius who suddenly seemed to look like he did something he probably shouldn't have done, I just rolled my eyes at him and then said.

"I was the one that caught him last year, I stunned him forced him to spill his dark secrets and then dragged him up to Dumbledore's office. A hour or so of explaining and a Order of Merlin later Sirius was cleared of his charges. How do you not know this? I'm pretty sure it was a big deal at the time, even had a article in the Daily Prophet, I think I was told it was on page six" Harry's jaw had dropped open at the news and I'm just now realizing how out of the loop he is about somethings. Still Sirius continued on, trying to salvage this.

"Um, well, I kind of forgot for a while to mention it and then somethings happened and then the tournament came up..." He forgot, I don't know how to feel about this, if I cared more than I actually did I think I would be insulted that my cleverness wasn't being appreciated, I mean I didn't actually do any investigating but they didn't know that, still I just continued on and simplified what he was saying.

"Basically, you forgot to tell your godson about the man that saved your from hell on earth, running from the law, or death because you're an ungrateful bastard" Both Astira and Blaise both snorted at that at the same time while Sirius looked at me like I was being rude without reason as he said in turn.

"I'm most certainly a bastard, rejected by my family and everything but what I'm not is ungrateful" I just hummed as everyone looked amused at that kind of fucked up statement, I mean he wasn't wrong but still.

"Sure" My bland tone just made him seem to deflate but before the conversation could continue on, a number, a gaggle really, of Weasleys' walked into the room and Harry instantly seemed to walk over towards him on autopilot which had Sirius following after him like a lost puppy, which fits a lot better than it probably should. So with that, I turned back to the two Zabinis' and went back to whatever conversation was about to start.


The book has finally been cracked and now Kyu is struggling on something new instead, isn't that nice. And everything is leading up right until the third task which is going to be what the next chapter is about, so considering that the next chapter is coming out at the same time that this is, I should probably just let you all go onto read it then. See ya.