1.1 Disclaimer: I own nothing
1.2 Chapter Two:
Harry went to look at himself in the mirror. Harry saw that there were several subtle differences about him. His eyes were still glowing as green as ever if not more, but there was a kind of raw power in them that made him look like he was not someone you want to be on the wrong side of. His skin, which was normally rather pale, was now a kind of golden tan that seemed to give off a kind of warm glow. His trademark messy black hair was no more. It now ran smoothly across his head and at the end had blond streaks. As to how this happened he was completely clueless. He saw that he was beginning to form some muscles, but knew that that didn't really have anything to do with magic, because he had been working out a lot lately to take his mind off things. Still he was shocked at his new reflection. He stood there for a full fifteen minutes gaping at himself.
When he turned around he saw a note on his bed that read:
I thought that your appearance needed altered a little. No, offense, but you didn't really look the type to save the world if you know what I mean. Also, you no longer need your glasses. Impaired vision is a big handicap in battle if they were to be lost somehow.
The Best of luck,
1.2.1 Merlin
Harry laughed, a true laugh for the first time since the third task. He regretted not getting to know more about his strange ancestor, and sincerely hoped there would be time for it. Pig who had just run into the side of his head lifted Harry out of his reverie. He had forgotten about the owls. He quickly relieved Pig of his burden, and asked Pig to be quiet. What really surprise him was when Pig replied, "I did it! I did it! I delivered the package" and continued to screech with pride. Harry quickly tuned him out after recovering from his shock. " Probably another one of my gifts", he sighed.
He tore open Ron's letter excitedly.
Harry,
Happy Birthday! Guess what! Fred and George bought me some new dress robes. Do you have any idea where they'd get that kind of money? All they'll say is "We have our courses." There have been more explosions in their room than usual. I think they might really be serious about starting up a joke shop. Can you believe Hermione's in Bulgaria with Vicki! I can't believe her! Guess she's too good for us now! Anyways I hope you like your present.
1.2.1.1 Ron
"Memo to self: Beat some sense into Ron next time you see him." Harry muttered to himself. He just couldn't believe sometimes how dense Ron could be. Harry could tell that Ron liked Hermione as more than just a friend, but Ron wouldn't admit it even to himself. Ron could be such a jealous git sometimes Harry thought remembering last year when Ron thought Harry deliberately entered the Tri-Wizard tournament. However, Harry realized that Hermione could be just as stubborn. Harry could tell that she liked Ron back, but she wouldn't admit it either. Harry didn't know any two people more stubborn than Ron and Hermione, and realized that he might just help them discover their feelings for each other.
"This year is going to be very interesting," Harry mused out loud. He sighed, unfortunately an interesting year had always meant a dangerous year for Harry, and as he looked in the mirror again he knew that this year would beat them all. The only things about him that was linked him to being Harry Potter were his glowing green eyes, and the scar on his forehead that was no longer even partially covered by his bangs.
Harry then shaken out of his thought opened Ron's present. "Wow Ron!" Harry exclaimed. It was a playbook filled with strategic maneuvers for seekers. When Harry opened it a note fell out.
I know you're already the best seeker in the school Harry, but a few new moves can't hurt. Hope you like it.
1.2.1.1.1 Ron
Then Harry took a package off of a small tawny owl from Hermione. He was anxious for news from her, because she was so far away. He opened the letter, wondering how she was doing.
Hey Harry,
I'm here in Bulgaria with Viktor and having a great time. How are you? Has your scar been hurting lately? If it does remember write to Sirius, or Dumbledore, or even better to both of them!! Be careful now that You-Know- Who is back again. He's probably plotting up different ways to capture you now. I hope you like my present; I thought it might be useful.
Love,
Hermione
That's Hermione all right, Harry thought. She was always concerned about her friends. I don't know what I'd do without those two.
He tore open Hermione's present. It's a book of course Harry noticed then read the title. How to duel: by, D. Notch. Harry shuddered remembering his last duel. Hermione was probably right that it would be useful this year. He didn't have anything else to do besides read, and work out anyway. Harry then wondered what he would say to Ron and Hermione about his powers. He reluctantly decided that it would be best not to tell them, not yet anyway. He didn't want to lie to his friends, but he had a strange feeling that it would be best not to say anything yet. Besides, even he wasn't really sure what he could do yet.
Harry took a letter from Sirius off a large tropical bird and quickly opened it. He was relieved that he had gotten a letter, as he had not heard from Sirius for a while.
Dear Harry,
Sorry I can't write often, but I'm somewhere safe. I can't say where in case this letter is intercepted. Have you had any dreams? If you have write to either Dumbledore or me immediately! I hope you like your present. It used to be James's. It's from both Moony and me. It has some magical powers, but I'll let you figure those out.
Love,
Snuffles
Harry dug into the envelope to find a ring. It was silver and had the Gryffindor lion on it. Going all around it was a red dragon breathing fire. Harry gaped at it. He had another possession of his father that everyone always compared him to.
He quickly wrote thank you notes to the three and sent them off. He felt a little guilty about not telling three of the most important people in his life something that was so drastically is changing his own. As he thought about it he was surprised he hadn't thought much about what happened with Merlin. Or, how he looks like almost a completely new person, especially with the blond streaks at the tips of his hair. "There will be plenty of time for thinking about it later I suppose," he said to himself. Then he wondered if he talked to himself more than normal, as he seemed to be doing it a lot lately. He then noticed the two remaining owls, and went to open his school letter.
Mr. H. Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected as the new Gryffindor prefect on account of astounding bravery and outstanding performance. You will be expected to where you're new prefect badge on you're robes at all times. You are required to sit in the Prefect's lounge on the Hogwart's Express for at least the first thirty minutes of the journey. There will be a short Prefect's meeting immediately after the Welcoming feast, and you are expected to attend. Also, here is a letter of the school supplies you will need for your fifth year.
Sincerely,
Professor M. Mcgonnagal,
Deputy Headmistress
Me a prefect, Harry thought incredulously. After all the rules I've broken I still get chosen as a prefect! "Oh well" and he went to the last bird. It was a black raven, and Harry wondered who he knew that would have a raven. He cautiously opened the letter.
Dear Harry,
I hope you don't mind me writing you, but I wanted to know how you're doing. I think it was very brave of you to bring back Cedric's body like that. I don't know all of the details, but I know that you faced Voldemort, and brought back Cedric's body. I was wondering if you could tell me what happened, but if you don't want to recall those painful memories I'll understand. Remember that Cedric's death wasn't your fault and that no body blames you.
Love,
Cho
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so boring, but I had to get it out of the way. I could really use some help. I'm just making this up as I go along, so even I have no idea what this is going to lead to. I can type considerably faster with reviews however. (Hint, hint) I do know that this will get gory later, and that I'll be killing a considerable amount of characters. Please help me. I have no idea what is going to happen next so I'm open to suggestions. All the three people who reviewed last time I want to say thanks.
Dark Defeater
1.2 Chapter Two:
Harry went to look at himself in the mirror. Harry saw that there were several subtle differences about him. His eyes were still glowing as green as ever if not more, but there was a kind of raw power in them that made him look like he was not someone you want to be on the wrong side of. His skin, which was normally rather pale, was now a kind of golden tan that seemed to give off a kind of warm glow. His trademark messy black hair was no more. It now ran smoothly across his head and at the end had blond streaks. As to how this happened he was completely clueless. He saw that he was beginning to form some muscles, but knew that that didn't really have anything to do with magic, because he had been working out a lot lately to take his mind off things. Still he was shocked at his new reflection. He stood there for a full fifteen minutes gaping at himself.
When he turned around he saw a note on his bed that read:
I thought that your appearance needed altered a little. No, offense, but you didn't really look the type to save the world if you know what I mean. Also, you no longer need your glasses. Impaired vision is a big handicap in battle if they were to be lost somehow.
The Best of luck,
1.2.1 Merlin
Harry laughed, a true laugh for the first time since the third task. He regretted not getting to know more about his strange ancestor, and sincerely hoped there would be time for it. Pig who had just run into the side of his head lifted Harry out of his reverie. He had forgotten about the owls. He quickly relieved Pig of his burden, and asked Pig to be quiet. What really surprise him was when Pig replied, "I did it! I did it! I delivered the package" and continued to screech with pride. Harry quickly tuned him out after recovering from his shock. " Probably another one of my gifts", he sighed.
He tore open Ron's letter excitedly.
Harry,
Happy Birthday! Guess what! Fred and George bought me some new dress robes. Do you have any idea where they'd get that kind of money? All they'll say is "We have our courses." There have been more explosions in their room than usual. I think they might really be serious about starting up a joke shop. Can you believe Hermione's in Bulgaria with Vicki! I can't believe her! Guess she's too good for us now! Anyways I hope you like your present.
1.2.1.1 Ron
"Memo to self: Beat some sense into Ron next time you see him." Harry muttered to himself. He just couldn't believe sometimes how dense Ron could be. Harry could tell that Ron liked Hermione as more than just a friend, but Ron wouldn't admit it even to himself. Ron could be such a jealous git sometimes Harry thought remembering last year when Ron thought Harry deliberately entered the Tri-Wizard tournament. However, Harry realized that Hermione could be just as stubborn. Harry could tell that she liked Ron back, but she wouldn't admit it either. Harry didn't know any two people more stubborn than Ron and Hermione, and realized that he might just help them discover their feelings for each other.
"This year is going to be very interesting," Harry mused out loud. He sighed, unfortunately an interesting year had always meant a dangerous year for Harry, and as he looked in the mirror again he knew that this year would beat them all. The only things about him that was linked him to being Harry Potter were his glowing green eyes, and the scar on his forehead that was no longer even partially covered by his bangs.
Harry then shaken out of his thought opened Ron's present. "Wow Ron!" Harry exclaimed. It was a playbook filled with strategic maneuvers for seekers. When Harry opened it a note fell out.
I know you're already the best seeker in the school Harry, but a few new moves can't hurt. Hope you like it.
1.2.1.1.1 Ron
Then Harry took a package off of a small tawny owl from Hermione. He was anxious for news from her, because she was so far away. He opened the letter, wondering how she was doing.
Hey Harry,
I'm here in Bulgaria with Viktor and having a great time. How are you? Has your scar been hurting lately? If it does remember write to Sirius, or Dumbledore, or even better to both of them!! Be careful now that You-Know- Who is back again. He's probably plotting up different ways to capture you now. I hope you like my present; I thought it might be useful.
Love,
Hermione
That's Hermione all right, Harry thought. She was always concerned about her friends. I don't know what I'd do without those two.
He tore open Hermione's present. It's a book of course Harry noticed then read the title. How to duel: by, D. Notch. Harry shuddered remembering his last duel. Hermione was probably right that it would be useful this year. He didn't have anything else to do besides read, and work out anyway. Harry then wondered what he would say to Ron and Hermione about his powers. He reluctantly decided that it would be best not to tell them, not yet anyway. He didn't want to lie to his friends, but he had a strange feeling that it would be best not to say anything yet. Besides, even he wasn't really sure what he could do yet.
Harry took a letter from Sirius off a large tropical bird and quickly opened it. He was relieved that he had gotten a letter, as he had not heard from Sirius for a while.
Dear Harry,
Sorry I can't write often, but I'm somewhere safe. I can't say where in case this letter is intercepted. Have you had any dreams? If you have write to either Dumbledore or me immediately! I hope you like your present. It used to be James's. It's from both Moony and me. It has some magical powers, but I'll let you figure those out.
Love,
Snuffles
Harry dug into the envelope to find a ring. It was silver and had the Gryffindor lion on it. Going all around it was a red dragon breathing fire. Harry gaped at it. He had another possession of his father that everyone always compared him to.
He quickly wrote thank you notes to the three and sent them off. He felt a little guilty about not telling three of the most important people in his life something that was so drastically is changing his own. As he thought about it he was surprised he hadn't thought much about what happened with Merlin. Or, how he looks like almost a completely new person, especially with the blond streaks at the tips of his hair. "There will be plenty of time for thinking about it later I suppose," he said to himself. Then he wondered if he talked to himself more than normal, as he seemed to be doing it a lot lately. He then noticed the two remaining owls, and went to open his school letter.
Mr. H. Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected as the new Gryffindor prefect on account of astounding bravery and outstanding performance. You will be expected to where you're new prefect badge on you're robes at all times. You are required to sit in the Prefect's lounge on the Hogwart's Express for at least the first thirty minutes of the journey. There will be a short Prefect's meeting immediately after the Welcoming feast, and you are expected to attend. Also, here is a letter of the school supplies you will need for your fifth year.
Sincerely,
Professor M. Mcgonnagal,
Deputy Headmistress
Me a prefect, Harry thought incredulously. After all the rules I've broken I still get chosen as a prefect! "Oh well" and he went to the last bird. It was a black raven, and Harry wondered who he knew that would have a raven. He cautiously opened the letter.
Dear Harry,
I hope you don't mind me writing you, but I wanted to know how you're doing. I think it was very brave of you to bring back Cedric's body like that. I don't know all of the details, but I know that you faced Voldemort, and brought back Cedric's body. I was wondering if you could tell me what happened, but if you don't want to recall those painful memories I'll understand. Remember that Cedric's death wasn't your fault and that no body blames you.
Love,
Cho
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so boring, but I had to get it out of the way. I could really use some help. I'm just making this up as I go along, so even I have no idea what this is going to lead to. I can type considerably faster with reviews however. (Hint, hint) I do know that this will get gory later, and that I'll be killing a considerable amount of characters. Please help me. I have no idea what is going to happen next so I'm open to suggestions. All the three people who reviewed last time I want to say thanks.
Dark Defeater