A/N: Hey... okay, this is ONE BIG CHAPTER update. Consider this as my "Goblet of Fire" so to speak b/c I don't think that there will be another chapter AS BIG in size as this one... if it is, I will surely surprise myself! lol anyway, hope this somewhat satisfy you for the time being... and again, nobody that is related to Harry Potter's little universe belong to me, only to JK Rowling (hey JK... I know you read them fanfics... if you are reading this, please review, please?)... and, any dialogues in between the given storyline is Harry narrating his story to Hermione... oh, and to everyone that kindly reviewed, much mahalo to y'all!
PART SEVEN: THE BEGINNING OF HIS STORY...
Harry closed his eyes, momentarily remembering what had
happened when they left Hogwarts the images shimmered as if
that day were mere hours ago
Alecentra must have cast some enchantment upon Harry throughout
the journey, for what seemed like minutes was actually hours. His
eyes became heavy, and very soon, Harry fell asleep in the Muggle
machine.
"Harry wake up we're here."
As he stirred, Harry blinked back the deafening sunlight
embracing him. He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes as he
regarded his new surroundings.
"Where where are we, Alecentra?"
The woman cast him a small smile that for a brief moment, Harry
considered the gesture as sadness. "Home, Harry. Your new
home"
He looked up at the building before him and grinned somewhat
pleased. "Wow" He breathed, for he was extremely
impressed by the two story house before him. The house was
painted light blue with white trimmings. There was glass windows
that reflected the smiling sun. And a small front yard with a
fence running along the sides of the property line. As he stepped
out, setting foot on the driveway of this establishment, Harry
turned towards Alecentra. There was something about this place
this house that was connected to Alecentra in a big way.
"You know this place, this house, don't you,
Alecentra." He stated more than asked.
Alecentra numbly nodded. "I I used to live here"
"Was this your family home?"
Alecentra walked up to Harry, reached out and ruffled his raven
hair. "Don't you want to check inside and claim your
own room, Harry? Go on"
"Alecentra" He began, knowing that she was
avoiding the question deliberately.
"Harry there are some things about me that you will
someday know about even though time is against us, it is
also on our side" Indicating to the house, "Go.
Go in"
Harry met eyes with her and realized that there was more to
Alecentra than she let on He knew that he should press on,
but also began to realize that when she is ready, she will tell
him. Harry also began to have a deep understanding that no matter
how hard he fought against it, she will become a very important
part of his life.
~~~~**~~~~
"Do you know what Alecentra is, Hermione? Alecentra is known
as a Few. She is a certain type of guardian angel a
guardian of the innocent especially those innocents that
have very promising futures ahead of them. I was such an
innocent, Hermione. Still am I guess. She was born human,
Mione. She died at the age of eighteen, saving an innocent mind
you. The Hierarchy above had made a deal with her. She was to be
a Few and she was assigned one innocent per lifetime to protect
and care for. I was her first assignment, so this is her first
lifetime. She will have many more, but once she dies again, she
will be born at eighteen again. She accepted the task at hand
so Alecentra was born.
"She was assigned to help in my quest to defeat Voldemort.
Alecentra was my guardian angel my teacher and became
the one person I had to depend on for the next ten years of my
life yes, Mione. Ten years"
~~~~**~~~~
It had been two days since he left Hogwarts and arrived here in
his new home. Harry sat at his new desktop, doodling on a regular
piece of Muggle paper. He was drawing a scratchy drawing of
Hedwig, his beloved owl who he had to unfortunately leave behind
at Hogwarts. He had no idea why Dumbledore instructed him to
leave Hedwig behind, but knowing Dumbledore
"Harry?"
The young man glanced behind him, "Yeah, Alecentra?"
The young woman smiled mysteriously at him. Her hands were behind
her back, "Well I figure that since we *are* in a
sense living in a Muggle world, you would need some Muggle things"
With that, she pulled out a black case.
Harry stared at it, somewhat confused. "What is it?"
"It's your own laptop, Harry. You *do* know what a
laptop computer is, don't you?" Alecentra asked with a
hopeful smile.
For most of Harry's life, he had lived with his horrid
Muggle relatives, the Dursleys. Harry knew what a laptop was, but
the closest that he has ever been to a computer was just looking
at Dudley's own computer.
His eyes widened, both in shock and disbelief. "What? My own
laptop?" An eager smile appeared on his face,
"Really?"
"Yes, really, Harry!" Alecentra laughed, handing him
the case with the computer in it.
Harry tentatively held on to the case, a bit afraid to open it
for fear of it breaking under his touch.
"Harry? You okay?" Alecentra regarded his pensive
attitude.
Harry met eyes with Alecentra and, surprising the both of them,
he came forward and hugged her.
Alecentra's eyes widened, then softened and smiled at the
young lad. Returning the hug, "You're welcome,
Harry."
He looked at her again, a wide smile on his face, "Can you
help me set it up and teach me how to use it? I never really had
my own computer before but I heard a lot of great things
about them"
She nodded, "Sure Harry. And once I make the proper
arrangements, you can even have Internet access."
"The Internet?" There was much awe in his voice at that
announcement. Oh, he also knew of the Internet that the Muggles
created but again, just like the computer, he wasn't
really fortunate to have experienced it first hand until
now.
As Alecentra helped Harry plug in the laptop and went through
with him in setting up the right programs and software, Harry
slowly felt this dawning sensation. Alecentra must have sensed it
too for she met eyes with Harry and asked him if anything was
bothering him.
"We're going to be here for a very long time, aren't
we?" There was much sadness in him and much guilt for
though he missed everything and everyone back at Hogwarts, he was
looking quite forward to living life as a Muggle with Alecentra.
Alecentra sat on the desk, looking down at Harry as he sat on his
chair. With sympathetic eyes, "Harry what may seem
like many years, to those you hold dear it will seem so much
shorter than it is."
Harry laughed despite himself. "You sound so much like
Dumbledore! I mean, as far as giving cryptic answers and all"
Alecentra laughed as well. "Oh Harry I did not mean to
confuse you" She decided to choose her words
carefully, "Harry, this world it is not the world that
you know and I am not talking about the divide between
Muggles and people with magic. This is a whole new world a
whole new universe"
"What?!" He gaped, more confused than stunned.
Alecentra gazed out the window, staring out into this world that,
unlike Harry, she was born into. "In life there are two
choices to be made up or down, in or out, reality or
fantasy Harry, in your world, your universe, magic—though
in secret—coexist with Muggles. In your universe, both
worlds exist as a balance of equal power. You need the muggles as
much as the muggles need you. One cannot exist without the other.
Are you with me so far, Harry?"
Harry just numbly nodded.
She softly chuckled, "You don't have to understand
fully the first time, Harry. Believe me, with time you will. Now,
that is your world. It is a world where fantasy is only one half
of a whole universe. In this world however the fantasy, the
magick, it does exist however the balance of power is
geared towards our own quote Muggle unquote society. Humans,
mortals, we they they do not need magic in their life
as much as your Muggles in your world do, though they do not
understand nor know of it yet. This world, Harry, my world
we only believe in the possibility of fantasy and magick. Now
this is important, Harry, into the complete understanding of
magick in my world. Humans, everyone, all mortals, we are all
born with the magick inside of us. It is inside all of us
however, as we grow up from our youthful innocence, the magick
will either stay with us and also grow, or will slowly disappear.
There are only a few mortals out there that have kept the magick.
They are the witches of this world. The magickal people of our
society. Our worlds have so many differences it will take
many years for you to even understand a couple of them!"
"So what you are saying, Alecentra" Harry began,
needing to paraphrase in order to understand it himself. "In
my world, my universe, there are only a few people born with the
magic in them. In your world, your universe, everyone is born
with the magick yet only a few recognize and keep it with
them?"
"Yes, Harry. That is the basics of it." Alecentra
beamed proudly at him.
Harry propped his elbow on the table, resting his head on his
hand. "Oh boy if that is just the basics, I can just
imagine the details!"
Alecentra laughed and reached over to ruffle his already unkempt
hair. "Don't worry, Harry. You will learn them so
quickly and with such ease that it might not even seem like you're
learning at all."
A sudden thought came to his mind as he began to slowly recall
what Alecentra had said to him. "That includes the time
difference, right?" He gazed up at her. "I mean, you
hinted yourself that though it may seem like years to me, it will
be much shorter for those I love!"
"Dumbledore was right about you, Harry. You are an excellent
student." Alecentra complimented, causing him to blush.
"So how does the time difference work over here against back
home?"
"Well your world is much more magical, more enchanting
as if time slows down in your world, Harry." Alecentra
mysteriously answered.
Harry groaned, "Alecentra, please don't tell me that's
how you will be teaching me? By trying to talk in mysterious
cryptic language!"
"Believe me, Harry though it can definitely drive
people crazy it leaves quite an impression. Plus, it allows
people to actually think and consider what is being said!"
With that, Harry considered what she had just said. Slowly and
with much hesitation on his part, "So if my world is more
enchanting to the point that time slows down this world is
*ahead* of my world by" He began to trail off as if
needing more information.
"Five years." Alecentra answered simply.
Harry felt his jaw slack and his eyes widen in response.
"F-f-five YEARS?!"
"Every year that is to pass in your world equals five full
years in this world." Alecentra explained to him.
Doing the math, "So that means if I were to stay here and
age five years, making myself twenty years old, my friends back
home will only be a year older?! That means that I will have a
four year advantage over them! I mean is that even
possible?!"
Nodding her head, "Yes it is, Harry you should know by
now that with magick, anything is possible!"
~~~~**~~~~
"So, Hermione, I was living in what was called an alternative
universe', where it is parallel to this universe and where
their muggles are just mere humans whom have lost the magick born
within them. And magic had two names, two variations with two
very different spelling. There was magic with a C' and
magick with a CK'. Hermione, I lived in that universe
for ten years, and believe me, darling, that universe in a way
became like a second home to me.
"Now, you are wondering why I lived in this alternative
universe for ten years because I needed to learn the magick
from both universes, ours and theirs. Oh, Hermione, there are far
more magick than Hogwarts could ever give and teach us about.
Alecentra made sure that I was to learn all of it and learn that
of our world as well. So for ten years that is what I did.
"Not only that, but I have lived the muggle life. Alecentra
enrolled me in a muggle high school"
~~~~**~~~~
TWO YEARS...
"Harry? Are you here?"
The seventeen year old poked his head from his room, his emerald
eyes, minus the glasses, were shining brightly. "I'm up
here studying!"
"School or?" Alecentra walked over to the kitchen
and began putting the groceries away.
Alecentra could hear a pair of feet bounding down the stairs, and
very soon was face to face with her young charge. His eyes smiled
down at the snacks she brought home, which caused her to laugh at
him. "So only when there are food do I have the utmost
attention from the famous Harry Potter?"
"Full utmost attention." He agreed, then reached over
for the nearest bag to forage.
"Harry" She chuckled, right before scolding him
for ruining his appetite.
"What?" He looked at her innocently, before stuffing
his face with a Twinkie. Swallowing whatever remained of the
snack, "Can I help it if I'm a growing boy?"
Reaching inside the Twinkies box for another one, "Hmm"
He looked over at the golden snack cake with a cream filling,
"Looks like Cauldron Cakes have a run for their money
these things are highly addictive"
"So what are you studying right now?"
Harry chewed quietly as he thought the question over. When he
swallowed, "Um Celtic protection charms and
incantation" He headed towards the fridge, pulled out
a bottle of root beer, drank from it and then added, "And as
far as mere academic wise, I am studying for my World
Civilization exams this Thursday."
Harry grabbed the snacks, and with root beer in hand, turned to
leave when he backtracked upon remembering something. "Oh,
and don't forget, Alecentra, that I have a basketball game
this Friday night. You promised to make up for my first game of
the season because of that Wiccan wedding you had to attend,
remember?"
Alecentra nodded, "I wouldn't miss it for the world,
Harry."
He beamed at her, then turned the corner to depart back to his
room.
"Oh! And Harry" Alecentra suddenly called out.
She heard footsteps before Harry poked his head from around the
corner.
"Yeah?"
"Pop quiz."
Harry's smile quickly faded, yet stayed for as much as he
hated Alecentra's pop quizzes, he somewhat enjoyed them. He
mock sighed, then walked back into the kitchen and placed down
his snacks. His already six foot frame propping himself on the
kitchen counter waited expectantly for her instruction.
"I have another grocery bag in the car. Can you please
retrieve it for me?"
All of her pop quizzes that dealt with sending an object from one
room to the next without actually touching it all began with
small things. First it was a baseball. That did not require much
thought but as the objects became larger with more mass,
Harry had to learn to fine tune his train of thought.
Alecentra watched as Harry closed his eyes, preparing himself
mentally for the task at hand. "Harry, don't forget
that I'm timing you now."
This was all a part of her training. She wanted him to have the
ability to retrieve objects within a certain speed and time,
because if he had to use this telepathic ability in a battle,
time was always of the essence.
Harry sighed, opening his eyes again. Looking intently at
Alecentra, he nodded as if to start the time. Alecentra watched
her young student, knowing that he was capable of the task at
hand.
Within ten point three seconds, a grocery bag found its way into
Harry's arms.
"Not bad, Harry." She smiled. "But you have to
watch that time of yours, Potter. Okay?"
Harry handed the bag of food over, nodding his head in
understanding. He turned and headed up the stairs.
Alecentra glanced down at the kitchen counter, noticing that
Harry had left behind his snacks. She was about to call out to
him when within a blink of an eye, the food disappeared
obviously having apparated back to the young lad. For a second
she just stared at the empty spot where the Twinkie box and root
beer bottle laid, then a small laugh escaped her lips. If
anything, she was glad that at least he was applying his new
skills to his every day life.
~~~~**~~~~
"And then I enrolled myself into a muggle college, a
university. To everyone else, I was a normal young man named
James Walker. At home with Alecentra, I was Harry Potter. To the
mortals of that other world, Alecentra was my aunt, Alexia
Walker. Either way, I called her Alex
"For the past ten years, I lived as a muggle and
surprisingly I quite enjoyed myself. I met new friends, did
activities that most young people would do. And I am quite
certain that you might recognize these activities, Mione. From
movies to sports such as basketball I had the childhood
that seemed to have been taken from me when I was left in the
Dursley's care. The childhood that I thought I had gained
back when I first met you and Ron but only to lose it again
when I had to leave I had somehow found it again in my new
home"
~~~~**~~~~
TWO YEARS...
"Uh we have juice, milk, soda"
"What kind of soda, James?"
Nineteen year old James Walker, glanced back into the fridge.
"Um we only have diet Pepsi and one can of Sprite,
man." He called back to his best friend since junior year of
high school, Kyle Bailey.
"What?! No alcohol?!" He heard his friend smirk
jokingly. He knew that there was no alcohol in the house except
for maybe wine because if anything that James's aunt Alex
was strict on, it was the banning of beer.
"Sorry, man! Fresh out that includes my secret
stash!" James joked back.
"Damn! Okay, Sprite!" Kyle answered back, then turned
back to the game on TV.
James raised his eyebrow in quiet dilemma. He wanted to drink
Sprite as well, but there was only one can left. He glanced at
his aunt's stocked cabinet of diet Pepsi and shuddered.
Nope, no diet soda for him today! James glanced up to where Kyle
was sitting, noting that his friend's avid attention was on
the game. Turning back to the sole Sprite, he outstretched his
dominate palm, mumbled a quick incantation and
"Catch!"
Kyle glanced up and quickly caught the cold Sprite can.
"Thanks" Opening his can then glancing at what
James was drinking, "Hey thought you said that there
was only one can left?"
James sipped his own can of Sprite, then gave his friend a small
shrug. "Guess I counted wrong"
Kyle shook his head, "Dude, you're like, a suicide
triple major in math, science, and secondary education and yet
you can't even count the number of sodas in your
fridge?" He smirked, "How off is that?"
James's green eyes just smiled smartly back at Kyle, as if
saying that he certainly would not want to know
"You know in all the years I have known you, Walker
there are still some things about you that confuse the shit out
of me."
"Funny" James slyly replied, "There are
still some things about you that scare the shit out of me."
He laughed, causing his friend to throw one of the couch pillows
at him.
Kyle sighed, sank a bit into the couch with his eyes glued to the
television set, then turned to his pal of four years. "Hey,
Walker"
"Yeah?" James's primary focus was on the
basketball game, but he averted his gaze for a moment.
"Why don't you dorm, man? I mean, it's a long
driving distance to school and not to mention some of the
fringe benefits of dorming" Kyle trailed off,
obviously majorly hinting.
"Fringe benefits, huh?" James raised an eyebrow, a
smirk apparent on his face.
"Co-ed dorms, my friend. Co-ed"
"Uh huh" He replied, somewhat interested for
mostly 75 percent of his attention was on the television.
"Dude!" Kyle slapped his arm, "You listening to
me, man?"
"God! What are you, my girlfriend or something?!" James
laughed, smacking his friend back. "I'm listening,
okay? And to answer your question, I love living here with Alex.
She's pretty cool and she practically lets me do whatever
the hell I want! Not to mention that since I graduated high
school, my curfew is non existent. I get free food, free cable,
free phone line. Basically free room and board! And yes, I am
afraid that though it does not have the luxury of housing many a
beautiful females, I truly am happy where I am at!"
"God, Walker you're already sounding like a
teacher!" Kyle smirked, causing his friend to roll his eyes
in response.
"You know what, James you know what you need?"
"Besides for you to shut up?" He retorted.
"A girlfriend! That's what you need! A total baby girl
to give you some extra loving'! A sweet fine woman to give
your life more of a jump! You are such the total bore sometimes
that it completely amazes me when you *do* decide to live life to
the fullest and rebel!"
James sipped his beverage, his eyes refusing to meet Kyle's.
He just remained that way in complete silence. Images of a young
woman flashed in his mind until finally, he turned to his friend,
his emerald eyes flashing, "I'm not interested in a
girlfriend."
"Y'know you're scaring me" Kyle
challenged James, "In the tenure of our friendship, I have
yet to actually see you settled with a girl. If I hadn't
seen the way that you check girls out, I would have assumed that
you preferred well yeah, you know what I mean"
"I'm just not interested, okay? Kyle, I have other
things to worry about" With that, his eyes traveled to
the side and onto a stack of books placed on the shelves. Books
with the different titles yet with one thing in common the
name "Harry Potter".
~~~~**~~~~
PRESENT...
"Now why, you're asking. Why did I have to leave and
be taken to another universe? There are many factors as to why I
had to leave, Hermione. He-who-must-not-be-named was one of them.
Another was because of the prophecy that was written for me in
this other world.
"Voldemort is very powerful, I will admit to that. Now this
is very important that you know this, Mione. In Alecentra's
world, it was written in the stars that in a fantasy world there
will be a wicked sorcerer bent on destroying everything good that
existed in that world! And the only one that can defeat this evil
magician would be as they called him, the boy who lived'.
The child that survived the most terrifying of curses. The child
that will grow into a boy, into a man that will become a very
powerful wizard. The man that though he would change physically
there are only a few features about him that would remain the
same
"Now this you must pay very careful attention to, Mione.
Very careful attention. The boy that the humans of the other
world are talking about he has green eyes, dark raven hair,
and a lightening bolt scar on his forehead!
"Hermione, do you understand what this all means? To the
humans of the other world, Harry Potter is just a story. To them,
I do not exist. This world of ours does not truly exist
and it is very scary as to how everything written extremely
applies to my life. Everything, Hermione! From my scar, to
Hogwarts to even *you*
"Oh Hermione, that is why I had to leave. Because the stars
of that world predicted my future and it needed to be
changed so Alecentra was sent to help me to help me
grow and learn from the mistakes that were to be written in my
supposed future' of that world
"So for the past ten years in that world I have grown to
become the person you see before you. Alecentra had to perform
what was known in that world as a glamour spell to hide my scar.
I even went and got contacts so that I would have no need for my
glasses. Though I must admit that I do miss those black frames.
"Yes, my leaving for many years has its downside one
is that I have aged beyond my fellow Gryffindors leaving
the people whom I have grown to care about very deeply and
especially the one person in my life that I know I could not live
my life without" He added quietly looking directly at
Hermione.
Harry suddenly stopped, realizing that his sweet Hermione had
tears cascading down her face. His heart lurched at the sight of
her, for though her eyes were glistening, she remained strong and
still, just listening to his story. He reached out to her, but
yet again she made it clear by moving back that she did not need
his comfort.
"Hermione" He began again, yet stopped as he
realized that Hermione wanted to speak now.
Wiping her tears, she boldly sat up, facing him with such
strength that he knew defined his Hermione, "So that is why
you left us? Without a good-bye? Not even a note?"
"I couldn't tell you, Mione! I shouldn't have even
told you that I did because" He trailed off, sighed,
then figured that he already revealed too much so he might as
well continue. "Because you knowing would mean death
and I can't bear to lose you forever. I would rather lose
you for years and see you again than lose you to death. Death
that is eternal, Hermione."
Hermione turned away, knowing that the tears were still flowing
as her heart and soul continued to take in Harry's words.
She suddenly felt the soft touch of his hand as he raised her
face so that he can look straight at her and into her heart.
"Mione, I know that things have changed. You have changed, I
have changed, Ron, Dumbledore everything but one of
the hardest things right now that is happening in all our lives
is thus. Change will happen, but we must live with them and
somehow learn to use them to our full advantage. Especially now
that you know the most dangerous information that our world could
ever know"
Something clicked in Hermione. Yes she was upset because of Harry's
absence and sudden return. Yes she was hurt that he left her and
obviously had lead quite a life without her. And yes out of all
the emotions from happiness to sadness, she was left confused
and she slowly began to see why.
"We are only a fairy tale in that universe you lived in,
Harry. A story a mere fantasy" She breathed in
both awe and fear.
"Yes and that information is dangerous if it were to
fall in the wrong hands." He nodded soberly.
~~~~**~~~~
