Harry Potter: Djinn Awakened
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling. The Wishmaster belongs to the Writers/Producers that made it. Every other element has come from my mind and some hard research on the Djinn.
Prologue
September 30th, 1981
Heart racing, Lily Potter ran down the deserted corridors of the department of mysteries. 'Wherever you run child, know I can find you', a voice called in her mind. Stopping short in the Veil room she took a moment to catch her breath and call out to her tormentor.
"Show yourself then if you know where I am, you want my wishes? Come forth and grant them!" she shouted into the darkness. Waiting for his appearance, Lily reflected on what she had released and how she planned to end the horror bound to her.
2 months earlier
She had just finished putting Harry to bed after a lovely little get together for his 1st birthday. The thought of that awful prophecy looming over her mind, cast doubt about his future. 'There has to be more that I can do to save him' she pondered. Lily was such a bright witch, one of the brightest to pass through Hogwarts in a while. It is why she was recruited as an Unspeakable almost right out of school. The avenues of research open the her were many, and she had assisted on various projects there. After that prophecy cursed her son, She spoke to some of her contacts in Sudan. They had information on the holy rituals that summoned the divine ones. They had said it would not be easy, but 1 month later, she had successfully invoked the divine presence of an Angelic being. Little good that it did her….
"We cannot interfere with the affairs of mortals, let alone one with an active prophecy".
Blinking back tears, she rubbed them from her eyes and took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Knut for your thoughts?"
Lily smiled at the sound of her husband's voice. "I don't know what to do James, even the best Old magic I can cast can't help Harry" She turned and gave a grim smile to her husband.
James went over to her and softly kissed her forehead, holding her gently by the arms. "Voldemort can do his worst, you'll think of a way around it, Angels be dammed if you don't". Her smile softened and she gave him a hug, breathing in his scent.
"I can make you a cuppa?" James asked. Lily laughed softly as to not wake Harry "That sounds good" she replied.
"Lavender, with a spoon of honey?" James probed, knowing the answer.
"That's perfect" Lily beamed at James, relishing in the fact she can rely on him to sooth her fears, even for a short time.
"I just wish I could do more" James uttered as he left to steep the petals in the hot water.
"I wish indeed" Lily muttered under her breath; A dangerous but daring idea forming in her mind. Looking at her sleeping son, she gave voice to her idea to steel her resolve "If an angel can't grand my wish, there are other beings willing to do so"
Naturally, finding any rituals to summon a creature so abhorrent by wizard kind would not be an easy task, and there wasn't anyone she could trust to help in the task. However, using an alias Rose Emberson that she had created upon joining the Unspeakables, she put out feelers for any research or materials that could help her. One month later she received several historical records and books containing the sparse knowledge about the subjects of her quest. One small package contained a notebook and a small trinket box, there was a note attached saying just 2 words 'Good Luck' and it was undersigned with the initials P.L. Opening the box revealed the very thing she was after, a blood red fire opal. This was not just any gemstone though; this was specifically a Stone of the Secret Fire.
September 30th, 1981
Such a simple plan, her newfound knowledge revealed that the veil within the department was a gateway to the void between worlds. She had planned on using it the banish the creature back there. However, the destruction and death it wrought upon people proved greater than she had anticipated. And the pain it could inflict on its Waker was worse than a Crucio. Still, she had to persevere and see this through. Walking down the steps to the dais where the veil sat, Lily turn as she heard her tormentor approach. Standing before her, tentacle like horns sprouting from its head, yellowed-green skin and eyes brimming with an ancient malevolence was the Djinn. A being that would stop at nothing to release its kind upon the world and enslave humanity.
"So, child, you draw me here with the intention of deceiving me? I am older that time itself, a mere mortal cannot hope to win against me, even one in possession of the earthen magic"
"I'm smarter than you think, and I will never bow to one such as you", Lily's voice held steady even though she was terrified. "I know the laws you are bound to; I have my wishes"
"Then wish. Carefully" he growled, baring the fire opal in his hand. The Djinns eyes bore into Lily, daring her to slip up on her wishes so it could open the doorway.
She closed her eyes in deep contemplation and went over her plan. She had devised to use 2 wishes to secure Harrys future and banish the Djinn, now she'd have to work carefully with all 3 wishes in order to undo the damage the Djinn had inflicted.
"For my first wish, I want you to reverse all the death and destruction you have caused since you were released, right now"
The Djinn narrowed its eyes as it begrudgingly accepted the wish "Clever child, very clever, but you are only delaying the inevitable as I will gather more souls to power the doorway. You have only bought a bit of time".
'More than I need' Lily thought. She looked on as the Gem glowed a blood red, and the souls were released. In her mind's eye, she could see and feel everything being undone. She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes again. The 2nd wish was the most important.
"For my 2nd wish, I must first give you some context pertaining to it".
He leered at her intently and replied "very well, I will humour your request" the mocking tone of his voice evident.
She took a steadying breath "My son, Harry. He means everything to me in this world. But he is under a prophecy that makes him a target of our dark lord Voldemort. It could be another child, but he has been targeting us more. Harry is a half-blood like he is. For this reason, I believe he has been marked"
The Djinn contemplated her words "Tell me of this prophecy".
Lily narrowed her eyes "I don't think you need to know the wording of it".
"On the contrary human. Am I to understand that you want your precious son Harry to be protected from Death? Be it be mortal or magical means?" Lily didn't reply, but the look she had was all the information the Djinn needed. "Understand this, Prophecies are fickle, insidious things, tempting you with ideas of the future but without clear meaning. If I am to save your son from harm, I will need to know what shape that harm may take".
She took a moment to think but had no other choice. The precise wording of the prophecy could be crucial in saving Harry. "Very well", she looked into his cold curious eyes and recited the words spoken by Trelawney….
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."
Tears fell from her eyes as she recalled the moment those words were burned into her memory. The Djinn, instead of mocking her apparent weakness, was strangely silent. Turning and twisting over the wording in his mind. After she had composed herself, she addressed the Djinn who was still lost in his scheming.
"Well? Does the wording of the prophecy alter anything?"
"Indeed. Allow me to give you some context of my own, free of charge of course" the Djinn added at Lily's narrowed eyes. She nodded in affirmation.
"These unforgivable curses as you call them were born of a wish many centuries ago. To use them the castor must wish for the effect to happen with all the hatred they can muster. This allows them to pull our races magic through there soul. Your dark lord is fond of the Killing curse. And as such can't be blocked by a wish alone, something more is required".
"What else in needed?" Lily could feel her desperation welling up at the Djinns words but tried not to tip her hand". He smirked, sensing her distress, and continued.
"For your son to be spared from death, an additional sacrifice is needed. Yours to be precise". He let his words sink into her for a moment before speaking again. "To give him the protection you desire, your life must be given in order to make it work against magics born of my kind".
She looked at him with a careful expression. "Can you explain further? How is this protection to work?" They were both regarding each other now, a game of cat and mouse with words was playing out.
"Very well, I'll give you a little lesson on my power. Upon waking me, a bond forms between our souls, as you make wishes a transference of power takes place between our souls. This effectively makes you immortal against everything except divine weapons. This protection can be extended to cover Harry if you wish it." Lily had an uneasy feeling about the idea of this Djinn putting his power into her son but could not see the danger of it.
Steeling herself and going over the words. She made her 2nd wish. "I wish for my son Harry to be protected from death immediately, with the understanding that upon my death your power will protect him from the killing curse".
The Djinn gave a low, dark chuckle. "Granted, with the provision that full protection will occur upon your death". The Djinn took the Gem in both hands and the red light overcame it again, this time, it enveloped him and Lily. A small shockwave pulsed out of the gem and all was still.
"Now, we come to the 3rd and final wish. Take a moment to think while I, set the mood".
Spreading his arms, he slowly walked closer to Lily. The air grew heavy in the Veil room, and the walls, once solid and grey, glowed with a red tinge and start rippling grotesquely, with humanoid forms moving under the surface.
"Oh God". She stared with a sense of doom at the sight around her.
"Soon, I shall be your god once again". She gasped as the Djinn spoke from directly from behind her. "Make. Your. Wish". He enunciated sharply.
Lily turned and stared into his eyes, finally giving him a smile. She knew what her final wish was and hoped it was correct.
"I wish you to speak the words to activate the doorway behind me".
He looked at her with all the malevolence he could and spoke the words
"Panto Panto, Ka Batal. Candak Deui Djinn Anjeun"
Upon his final word, the veils wispy, smoke like curtain started to swirl with a white light, paralyzing the Djinn. As his form started to disperse into the vortex, He gave her a calm smile that unnerved her to her core. "Well played Lily child, well played. But take heed, our kind will reclaim the earth as ours once more". His smile became more sinister "Your 2nd wish all but guarantees it". With those final ominous words he fully disappeared into the veil, leaving only a fire opal on the ground, and a mother wondering if she made a mistake".
Elsewhere, in a church in London.
At the same time Lily had made her 1st wish, a statue of an angel wielding a sword glowed a faint blue which increased in intensity. Till with a great flash, it was replaced by the figure of a man. He stood tall and took his first breath in many millennia as he retracted his wings into his body. He was a Hunter. One of many left behind on earth to safeguard humanity, in the event that a wish was granted to one who woke a Djinn.
'I don't want to do this' he thought as he shed a tear for the innocent that he would have to kill to stop the 3rd wish. He only hoped to get there in time as he set off in the direction of the Waker.
October 20th, 1981
She was to cast the final incantation of the fidelius in 4 days, Dumbledore was laying the foundations for it now. The danger had become too great. Their latest intelligence from the Order suggested that Voldemort was actively seeking Harry over Alice & Franks son. Lily had other things on her mind though. The events of few weeks' prior were still ingrained into her mind. She had been doing more research since then. Even going as far as to going to her contacts in the middle east directly. What she learnt from reading between the lines of the small scraps of knowledge disturbed her. She believed the Djinn Magic within Harry system would grow with him and merge with his magic until he reached his magical maturity. As she understood it, the magic would become active at this time. From there she had no idea what would happen, there just wasn't enough information. So, she did what any loving mother would do in this situation. She would prepare. If she couldn't be there to help him, she would make dam sure to leave him as much help as she could. She opened a vault in Gringotts containing all the information she had, a crystal with a recorded message, and the stone of the secret fire she had been studying.
Not knowing when the Djinns power would manifest, she wove a charm between Harry and a talisman to alert their account manager when her son reached his maturity. This would let them know to contact Harry to let him in the vault. Lily only hoped it was enough as she left Gringotts to head back home, almost colliding with another wizard on his way into the bank.
October 24th, 1981
Dumbledore had just left, having handed the control of the charm to Lily so she could link it to their secret keeper. Lily and James stood in their living room with Sirius Black.
"Are you sure this is the best plan Sirius?" Lily spoke, going over the charms instructions for the tenth time.
"Lils it's the perfect bluff. Everyone knows I'd be the best choice for secret keeper. No one in their right mind would suspect who we're really going with" Sirius answered.
James encircled her from behind in a hug and whispered to her, "We agreed it is the best course for everyone's safety, The plan is fool proof".
"What time will he get here?" she asked.
Just as she uttered those words, the flames in the fireplace turned a brilliant green as their other friend, Peter Pettigrew stepped out the grate.
"Speak of the devil" Sirius jokingly said as he went to embrace the newcomer.
"Hey Peter, are you well?" Lily asked.
"I'm not gonna lie, this plan makes me nervous. But I will do everything in my power to protect the secret". Lily still felt uneasy but attributed it to the other thing on her mind.
"Ok Peter, please, step into the circle". she indicated a circle of glowing runes drawn into the floor. As the pressure of the spell settled on Peter, Lily began connecting the 6 points of the circle to his forehead. And gradually a seventh rune took form there. With the last rune connected to the one on his head, the secret melted into his mind and the house folded out of existence. Opening his eyes, Peter looked on as his friends gazed around in confusion.
"Oh right", He recited the phrase needed to give them the secret "The Potters Reside In Godrics Hollow" They blinked as if suddenly waking up.
"Well then, that's certainly done the trick", Sirius smiled at everyone.
"What's next?", Peter asked getting used to the small pressure at the back of his mind.
James clasped Peters shoulder, "you carry on as normal, Sirius will go into hiding. Me and Lily will sequester ourselves and plan with Dumbledore from here".
Peter nodded, "in that case I best be off, I have a late shift at the owl office in an hour".
Lily smiled at Peter and hugged him "Thank you for doing this, it means a lot to me".
"Anything to protect my friends Lily" He looked away as he said this, seemingly shy about the whole thing instead of the immense guilt he felt at what he was about to do. He took some Floo powder and activated the network, calling out the address for his home. He had a message to send.
October 31st, 1981
Harrys laughter as he floated the every-flavour beans above his head warmed the hearts of his parents, marvelling at his controlled display of wandless magic. "He's gonna be amazing when he grows up Lils, just you wait". James look at his wife as he said this. Lily smiled from her place on the chair as she watched them play.
A small chime started going off on the mantle, a perimeter charm set earlier in the week. They tensed. "Probably that squirrel again Lils, I'll go look".
James left to go check the front while Lily got Harry into her arms intending to take him for his bath.
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"
The blood drained from her face as she realised what that meant. Peter had betrayed them.
She ran up the stairs with Harry in her arms, shutting them within his bedroom. This is it; this is the moment she planned for. Lily heard the cold laughter from downstairs & knew her husband was gone.
Waiting for the inevitable Lily shielded the crib containing Harry from the door. One by one, the defences fell, and the door silently swung open, revealing the dark lord on the threshold.
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry"
"Stand aside you silly girl… stand aside now!"
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead" Lily continued to plead "Not Harry please…. Have mercy… have mercy"
Laughing, Voldemort pointed his wand at Lily and cast his Spell "Avada Kedavra!" The rush of green death shot towards Lily, and she gladly accepted. Her final thought was 'I do this for you my son, be strong, remain pure'. The green light faded leaving her lifeless body on the floor.
As the life left her body, something much more subtle, old, and powerful transferred to Harrys body. And altogether more sinister than the fiend standing in the room.
"Well, you must be powerful to threaten my might". Voldemort chuckled condescendingly, "oh well", Pointing his wand and casting the killing curse again, he watched with first disinterest as it hit and surround his victim and then with muted shock as the curse reflected back onto him, destroying his body.
The power released from the destruction of his body blew the room apart and ruptured the fidelius charm. As the dust started to settle, so too did the Djinns power settle within Harry. Giving him a nigh impenetrable level of protection from almost anything. There it would sit and fester, undetectable till such a time when it could fully mature.
September 30th, 1981
The Waker was here, he could sense it, even if the area appeared deserted. There was earth magic in the air, centred around a red box made of metal and glass. The Hunter knelt and placed his hand on the ground to get a deeper sense of the magic at work and realised his target was underground. Taking out a ring to aid him in teleporting directly past the magic, he concentrated. After several minutes that felt like an eternity, a blue column of light engulfed him and he appeared, sword drawn…
To appear in an empty room resembling an amphitheatre, dark, empty, with a raised dais holding an archway. Forlorn, he collapsed onto his knees, unsure why he was still sensing the Waker here. Composing himself, he took stock and looked around, finally realising the archway for what it was. "A celestial gateway", he gasped in wonder. "I didn't think any would be left". For you see hundreds were built during the Djinn War to cast them from earth into the void.
'The Waker must have found how to use it to banish the Djinn, clever'. he mused as he examined the relic from a more ancient time. 'Why am I still sensing a trace of energy though? it should have dissipated with the banishment'. He stood in front of the gateway to get a clearer sense of things, but to no avail. Not knowing what to do, but also unwilling to go back to sleep. The Hunter set out to explore and research the world he found himself in, till he could conclude his mission fully.
A short time past as he learnt more about what had transpired in the many millennia since his slumber. The feeling of the Waker did indeed pass, but the sense that there was Djinn magic still active never left. If was as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. His plan was to live out a life in this new world till then. Using a cache of hidden treasure to set himself up with the world's magical currency. The newly name wizard/angel Gregory Hunter, stood on the steps of Gringotts, almost colliding with a hurried witch with red hair and thought 'This will be interesting'.
End of Prologue