Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and others, but not me.
A.N. Personalities are not meant to be insulting or offensive in anyway because I only made them up for this fic. I'm from NYC; so don't take it personally if there's a bit bashing. Italics represent Harry's thoughts.
Harry Potter: Unspeakable
~"…I have no power to make other men see the truth…"
Dumbledore, HP&PoA~
~"…When one wizard saves another wizard's life, it creates a bond
between them…" Dumbledore, HP&PoA~
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"Is he ready for the initiation?" A reddish blond male teen asked, coming in the room with a machine.
"Yup. Don't screw up, because then I get demoted for suggesting you, you got that?" a brunette female teen asked.
"Chill. If I mess up, I'd wind up dead. So uptight for a Canadian renamed Merry." The male remarked.
"I am not uptight. You're just way too relaxed because you grew up in California. And it's Meredith. Not Merry. You wouldn't like it if I called you Max instead of Maximillian." Meredith responded lightly.
"I wouldn't piss off. I am called Max by everyone else if you haven't noticed." Max responded, irritated instead at the use of his full name.
"Chill. So uptight about being called Maximillian." Meredith remarked in the same tone he had earlier.
"I believe time is wasting." Sprite said, coming in.
"Ok… Anyways, let's work now." Max said.
He placed his hands over the crooks of Harry's elbows and attached two tubes, one on each.
The tubes were attached to the odd machine he brought in.
Then Meredith proceeded to glide her hands underneath the crook and to his wrist, inserting something.
She repeated with his other arm.
Gecko then placed a mouthpiece over Harry's mouth to pump gas and air in.
Sprite followed by placing the needle connected to an IV machine to Harry.
"I believe we should go now. Sprite will activate the final spell." Gecko said.
The two wizards nodded, and left with Gecko.
Sprite entered the code onto the machine, and sprinted out, locking the room.
"Done. It begins in 10 seconds from now." Sprite said, meeting up with the three.
"Freaky place. I'm glad that I'll never have to do this again." Max said, as they ran to the main door as fast as they could.
"I agree." Meredith mumbled, as they entered the locking code for the door.
The two elves had already left leaving the two to head back to café.
"It was a nice room before." Max remarked.
"It was, but illusions are only visible to regular wizards and muggles. It's so dark in there. It's like being in a chamber with the liquid stuff they use in muggle occult spiritual places."
"Like the ones on Simpsons', where Lisa actually hallucinates, and Homer really ends up traveling through sewer pipes."
"I don't watch that show. I'm Canadian. Not a person like you from the U.S."
"Oh. That must be sad."
"No. Not really. Sad is when some idiot from another country acts like the rest of the world admires his or her country and not their own." Meredith said.
"Are you referring to me?" Max asked.
"Me? No. You're not some idiot. You're a stubborn idiot." She replied, slapping him on the back of his head and running off.
"Hey!"
He ran after her.
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Meanwhile Harry woke up.
It was all dark around him.
He tried moving, but he was met with a burning sensation within him that some how made him shiver with cold.
He tried calling out, but he couldn't get himself too.
It was like someone had taken away his ability to speak.
Did I die through initiation?
A strange cry called out to him.
A feral growl followed.
Who are you?
A familiar low note sounded.
Then there was a growling hiss.
I'm sorry but I still don't know who you are.
I don't understand you.
You can now
(At least you should be able to)
I understand you now, but I still don't know who you are.
All you need is to understand us
(We are nameless)
Why do I need to understand you?
You need to if you plan to live
(We will only be here for a short time though)
Listen carefully
(You will see people that you had knew before being buried alive)
They will not recognize you, and you are not to tell them who or what you now are
(Remember not to)
You will be the only one to regret
(Good-bye)
Wait!
I don't understand!
Don't leave!
No one responded.
A bright light appeared, blinding him for a few seconds.
Suddenly he found himself sitting in the Leaky Cauldron.
It was strangely decorated, like for a wedding party, and it was all new looking.
He looked around.
There was Ron and Hermione!
Ron walked up to him with Hermione with a strange expression on his face.
"Hi, I'm glad that you showed up at our wedding, but I'm sorry, which side of the family are you from?" Ron asked, watching him.
"I'm not family, I'm friend." Harry said confused.
"Which family's friend, he means." Hermione said.
Harry stared.
Then he recalled one of the voice's words.
You are not to tell them
"I'm the friend of one of the 2nd cousins of your wife." Harry lied.
"Which one?" Hermione asked.
Harry's mind stalled.
"Sorry, could you repeat that?" Harry asked, trying to gain more time.
"Never mind. Enjoy the dinner reception." Ron said.
The scene faded away, and Harry found himself in darkness again.
(Think faster next time)
What?
No response.
Light flashed brightly again.
"Is this a new recruit?" a high pitch cold voice asked.
"I believe so milord." Lucius responded.
"Recruit, come here." Voldemort commanded.
Harry looked around, eyes widening underneath his hood.
"You." Voldemort hissed, pointing his wand at Harry.
Harry walked up, scowling at Voldemort underneath his hood.
"What is your name?"
He wasn't going to forget this time.
"Alex Nott." Harry lied.
"Welcome Nott. You do anything wrong, you will suffer." Voldemort hissed.
Harry longed to punch him but thought of the consequences.
He would be sorry.
The scene blacked out again.
Harry found himself back in the darkness.
He felt like fire was coursing throughout him on the inside.
It was icy cold on the outside.
He had a pounding headache now.
He was beginning to feel achy and tired.
He stared off into the darkness unaware of time.
It could have only been a minute or maybe it was a lifetime.
Then he saw a phoenix and a dragon.
They formed a helix and curved around each other.
Light seemed to be coming from them.
Then they vanished.
It was silent, but he felt like he was suddenly exploding, being scattered all over.
He was soaring among the light in particles.
He was suddenly falling back to the ground.
His body shook from an invisible impact, vanished, and reappeared.
Somewhere over the course of time he fell asleep.
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He woke up.
He was in a dormitory like room now.
He moved to brush his bang aside, and to push his glasses up, only to realize his glasses weren't there.
He could see without his glasses too.
It was only Sprite and Gecko appeared.
"Mr. Potter. You'll have to come with us to the Didifis. Use your magic." Sprite said.
"How?" Harry asked, noting that his voice had altered.
"It'll come to you. Don't bother looking for your wand though. You won't find it." Gecko said.
With that, the two elves vanished.
"How am I supposed to get out?" Harry asked himself.
He kept pacing around, causing the floor to creak.
Sparks flew out of his hand.
Maybe the Portkey is invisible?
He looked at his hands.
Er… Bring me to Didifis.
He found himself in a different café.
They have a lot of cafés here…
"Harry." Cassiope greeted him.
"Hello." Harry responded, just noticing her.
"You'll need training for about a week."
"Why?"
"You don't have a wand. Only wizards are capable of using wands."
"Oh."
"It's not that simple."
"It's not?"
"No. You're a Phaergrax."
"A what?"
"Phaergrax. You're one of the rarer species."
"I'm lost here."
"During initiation, you were fused with the Phaergrax species. Simple as that. The species chooses you. And now you're a Phaergrax."
"I'm understanding in only slightly."
"You'll figure it out by the end of the week." Cassiope said, sitting down on a tall chair.
Harry sat next to her.
A house elf appeared in front of them.
"I'm Trift, and what will you have?" the elf said cheerfully.
"I'll have an espresso." Cassiope said.
"Butterbeer." Harry replied.
"Ok." The elf replied and vanished.
"How can you drink that stuff?" Harry asked.
"Needed to for the operations, and I got used to it."
"Oh."
There was suddenly a scream.
A.N. Review! Thanks to
Sparkle tangerine – I'm glad you changed your mind before you stopped reading ^___^
Enialedam – Heh, true. I hope this has enough descriptions. ^_^
A-Man- Thanks J