Harry Potter and the summer to Remember
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Harry and Fay placed their stuff in the room where they would be sleeping, changed and joined Caitlyn outside. "Come, you'll find this rather easy especially if you have experience in elemental grounding and channelling."

"Grounding and Channelling?" Asked Harry.

Caitlyn stopped "You know about the elements…Course you do. When absorbing and converting an element into magic that is channelling, it also has the name of elemental control to the non-magicals. We absorb as much as we can and then we release it in our spells or as the element it came as or another entirely…However the body has limits. If we exceed those limits well Hiroshima is the outcome minus the all the side-effects."

Harry winced "I'm guessing grounding is channelling this excess elemental energy into the ground?"

Caitlyn nodded "Yes…In essence. Now let's go."

Harry and Fay found themselves in a small clearing with four bowls of water "Divining the future is stupid. No matter what your teacher says about it because the future is subjective and no-one can predict another's future. You can however find things in the future and are then able to backtrack from what has been seen to the present day…This is something that we cannot teach you…"

"…But rather we teach ourselves. You're only here to ensure we don't fuck up too badly." Fay commented looking at Harry. Harry had the decency to blush.

"Look into the water, push your magic into the water and think of the target that you want to see."

Harry looked into the water, his magic flowed and the water turned black "Is this meant to happen?"

"Ur, no…and…yes. Not meant to be black but it is meant to change colours…I wasn't the best this."

Harry grinned and kept watching. Suddenly the black water now revealed a rickety shack, an old man moving up to it. Harry watched fascinated as the old man entered the shack…it was less of a shack and more of a manor house…It was definitely muggle. He then heard it "Here, dinner, dinner, dinner."

Harry watched in horror as the man was killed and simultaneously eaten by the massive snake. He had just watched Voldemort kill a man, he was coming back.

Harry cut the magic, jerked backwards grounding the excess magic, hit the ground and blacked out.

(Few hours later)

Harry opened his eyes, He felt behind his head to find an icepack being supported by someone's leg "Fay?"

Fay looked down at her crush "Hey sleeping beauty…What happened?"

Harry groaned "Water turned black, showed me this old manor house…Some old guy entered the house, crept up the stairs. Detected by this thing in an armchair. Someone turned the chair around and then this emerald green light. Guy died and was eaten by a snake, before I cut the connection caught a pair of bright red eyes."

Fay's breathing hitched "My father, he fought with your mum and dad against Him…My father was unfortunate to lock wands in one on one combat with Him and drove him off. He was never fond of fire, he definitely isn't now. My third cousin in Chicago likes fire and practically keeps supernatural nastiness from working in the city."

Harry nodded "Super powerful third cousin…Think he'll help?"

Fay snorted "I doubt it…Unless it threatens Chicago he's got his hands occupied…Apparently he's got a kid right now and he's under several deals so he's not seeing the kid as much."

Harry winced "That's how I'm feeling Fay. Like I'm under so many obligations, I just want to say 'Fuck this, I quit'."

Fay hugged him "I know. So you know if you do quit, I'm with you…Now lets try this divination again. If not they'll teach you something else…You're good with spirits aren't you?"

Harry shrugged. It turned out, Harry was only able to divine Voldemort's movements but no-one was truly sure why. Harry suspected Dumbledore knew, he thanked them for trying to teach him a better method of divination but in the end it was futile. However, from the teachings of divination, Harry learnt that he was pretty good at scrying.

One particular evening Harry was about to go out for a flight as his Stormbird animagus when one of the elders stopped him "Where are you going?"

"Out for a quick flight and to let loose a massive thunderstorm as I don't know any storm spells…Part of the understanding I have with my animagus form."

The elder nodded "We felt it awaken. Did not know what it was but it alert us…When you return, we shall teach you some of our more lesser known teachings, we fear that black necromancy will be used."

"Black necromancy?" Asked Harry confused.

"The necromancy that has made it into popular culture the raising of zombies, ghouls, wraiths and other abominations…We shall teach you white necromancy."

"The binding and releasing." Harry said. He got a nod as he shifted shape and vanished as purple lightning flashed across the sky.

Fay walked over to the elder "What happened with Harry earlier?"

"With the black water scrying and divining…Harry has been marked as equal to the abomination that calls himself Tom Riddle. He will not be able to divine any future successfully if he does not get rid of Tom Riddle. However to do such a thing is going to require of him to learn necromancy the white kind."

Fay nodded "Raising and binding. Needs to be equals when messing with that. One of the first thing I learnt."

She looked up as the area was surrounded in a perfect circle of dryness as lightning thundered across the sky "He's getting scarily good at lightning, wind, thunder and water channelling and grounding."

The elder nodded "That he is. That he is indeed." The elder was 5'8 and if Fay looked carefully noticed that one arm was much, much darker than the other. It was dark to the point of almost black and if she looked closely, small pulses of energy rippled along it.

"Harry Potter, you're going to surprise us all." The man murmured in a thick American tinged Scottish brogue.

Harry reappeared three hours later. His concussion gone and with that he joined the Scottish elder, who began to explain about necromancy and magic.

"You can call me, McCoy." McCoy said as he and Harry sat down just outside a graveyard.

"We allowed to do this?" Harry asked apprehensively.

"Yes and no. We, meaning I, am allowed to resurrect certain corpses. I'm going to take it easy, with one corpse at a time. I understand you and lovely girlfriend are going other places in five days or so, so I figured I'd teach you this as quickly and effectively as possible."

The five days were long, hard and testing. But to McCoy's surprise and Harry's definite surprise was that Harry possessed a lot of raw magical power "You're the second magical thug by the name of Harry, I know."

Harry looked at McCoy "Okay…Let me guess, he has power but lacks finesse."

McCoy chuckled "As do you…Now you're final test. Thirty seconds bind all of these!" With that he murmured something in Ancient German and the graves erupted into life.

The well-used, mud trampled, dead grass around the graves and on top of the graves convulsed as the Inferi rose from the ground and rushed towards him. Harry concentrated and with his hand and wand outstretched and speaking in the same language but no-where near as fluently bands of white soothing energy was emitted. It sounded much like the sound a choir in harmony made and it latched around the mob of thirty.

Harry could confidently force back fifteen, hinder twenty and stop twenty but he had never been able to master thirty. 'Trust yourself. Trust, believe and will it. Trust, Belief and Will. Trust, Belief and Will'. His gut was telling him "Trust, Believe, Will! Trust, Believe, Will! TRUST, BELIEVE, WILL!" Roared Harry and with a colossal bang, the inferi were launched backwards and back into the ground.

Harry collapsed, blood flowing from his nose and down his face. Sweat erupted from his body like he was purging himself of alcohol. Considering he tried drinking a couple of the youths under the table for better or worse success, he knew how to sweat out alcohol and exhaustion. "You did it kid, although you'll never make much of a white necromancer."

"I thought that was a secret magic."

McCoy snorted "This lot keep white necromancy hidden or rather the fact they can do it. Necromancy is a hidden magic for a reason, for in the hands of even the most innocent of hands it can cause nightmares and let us not forget the idiots who WANT to find it. Heard of Heinrich Kemmler?"

Harry looked at him "No…"

McCoy sighed "Remind me to badger Albus to get a good teacher."

"Albus…Dumbledore?"

McCoy nodded "Yeah…He still teaching?"

"Headmaster." Harry replied.

McCoy sighed "Quick history, immortal warlock and an undisputed terror. Grindlewald was one of his students and quickly got away and got one of Kemmler's books."

Harry stared "When did you defeat him? What were the books called?"

McCoy grinned "27th March 1961. They were: Blood, Mind, Word and Heart of Kemmler…Only one copy, we believe and the possession of one such book will bring the White Council down on you."

McCoy and Harry stopped there conversation when Fay came over "You're Ebenezer McCoy…How are you? It's me Fay."

McCoy looked over "My little cousin! How are you?" Harry grinned and went to leave only to find himself trapped.

"Gravity magic…I have to ask what are your intentions towards my niece?"

Harry gulped "She's a good person. We were touring the States for a while. Learning little bits and pieces…We're here or rather I'm here until like the 18th or 19th of August."

McCoy nodded "What have you learnt so far?"

"Apparation, liscensed. Animagus, going to. Elemental channelling and grounding, Divination and White Necromancy."

McCoy nodded "I'll be watching you." With that the gravity magic lifted. Harry nodded.

McCoy got up "I have a meeting to go to. I'll see you two around. Keep your wits sharp and if I were you I'd find some alternative books to learn from whilst here."

Harry and Fay nodded, they had spent enough time there. They were going into town and then they were going to Portkey over to Pennsylvania and investigate the Pine Woods, more specifically the Blue Lagoon. Yes the PH may be through the roof but it was a strong natural occurring base for medical potions and it was rumoured that in its natural state was a natural de-toxify.

With the destination in mind, Harry and Fay walked into town. Harry registered his animagus form and joined Fey in acquiring her camping gear along with some not illegal but definitely questionable things like Harry's own collection of knives and the like.

They even hit the magical part of the town and acquired several books. Harrys included books on storm spells and heavy duty combat spells and one by J. A. Crane by the name of the 'Crane Grimoire of Darkness'.

Books and supplies bought, they grabbed a portkey and the next leg of their journey began.