"Necromancers and Training"
Harry awoke at 10 the next morning, surprisingly early considering his adventures the night before. He had a shower and got dressed, and while looking at himself in the mirror Harry noticed that his cheek bones seemed ever so slightly higher than they should be.
He dismissed it, and went down to breakfast. However once he got there he found he wasn't hungry. He managed to swallow a few bites of toast then glancing at his watch he realised it was time to got and see Dumbledore.
He arrived at Dumbledore's Office right on time. He paused a moment wondering what the password was, then guest he would have to just try things. "Sherbet Lemons," No response, ".Lemon Drops . Berty Bots Ever Flavoured Beans . Chocolate Frogs," the Gargoule swung aside as Harry said Chocolate Frogs. Harry climbed the stair case and knocked on the door.
"Come in Harry" Dumbledore called from inside. It never secced to amaze Harry how Dumbledore could tell so much. He often thought Dumbledore could read his mind. He went inside and saw Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk.
"Have a sit Harry" Dumbledore said, pointing to one of the several chairs that were opposite his desk. Harry sat down and waited for Dumbledore to say something. Dumbledore didn't for a moment, then finally just as Harry was about to ask why he was here Dumbledore said, "Harry I've asked you here today to tell you something very important. Now I must ask you to listen to what I have to say carefully ok?" Harry nodded so Dumbledore continued, "Have you ever heard of Necromancers Harry?" he asked Harry shook his head, feeling slightly dumb. "I doubted you would, not many people have heard of them. Necromancers Harry are the most powerful wizards in existance. With time and proper training Necromancers can easily surpass any normal wizard or witch. Only three Necromancers are known to ever exist, two are now dead, one is just coming of age. What coming of age means is that every Necromancer does not grow powerful until he or she reaches a certain age. Now do you know why I am telling you all this Harry?" Harry shook his head "Harry," Dumbledore paused, "You are a Necromancer, a Necromancer who is due to come of age in just a few weeks." It took a minute for the full import of what Dumbledore was saying to sink in. When it did a million and one thoughts flashed through Harry's mind, from thinking that surely it couldn't be him to wondering what Ron would say. "Now Harry, I must ask you to keep this quiet, for now at least. If you have any questions then you are more than welcome to ask me ok?" Harry just nodded mutely unable to do much more, still unable to believe that he would become the most powerful wizard in existence, more powerful than Dumbledore, more powerful than the Voldemort? "Good," Dumbledore said, studying Harry's face, "Also, in light of you being a Necromancer I have asked Mad-Eye Moody to give you some lessons over the summer, you are to meet him at 2 this afternoon in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class room." Harry this time managed to get out a, "Ok". Dumbledore then said, "I would suggest that you spend the next few hours getting used to the idea. You are welcome to stay here a while, I must go however, I will be at dinner tonight if you wish to speak to me," And with that Dumbledore rose and left.
Harry sat there for the next few hours just trying to process all the thoughts that were going through his head. He was surprised to glance at his watch and discover that it was nearly 2. He decided that he didn't have time for lunch, and he wasn't particularly hungry, so headed for the Defence Against the Dark Arts Class room. When he arrived the lights were out so Harry decide to go in and wait. When he entered the room, he sensed that something was wrong, things just didn't feel right.
He dived for cover as a curse came shooting towards him, ducking behind a desk he pulled out his own wand. He tried to pinpoint where the curse had come from and fired a curse off to where he thought it had come from. Nothing happened so he guessed he must have missed. Moments later this was confirmed when a volley of curses hit the desk he was hiding behind. He dashed along the room but unfortunately however fast he ran the curses were getting close to where he was.
Then suddenly he was hit. He flew backwards and hit the wall, his wand dropping from his hand. He heard a clap and the lights came on, and he saw Moody along the opposite wall, wand in hand. Harry started at him then yelled, "YOU!" "Yes Harry, it was me" "What did you attack me for?" "I wanted to see what you would do. You know you missed the most obvious opportunity" "What do you mean?" Harry asked still stunned "You could have just turned around a fled" Moody stated simply "But then you could have got away!" Harry said getting to his feet and retrieving his wand. "Ah, but at least you would have survived. You can't win every battle Harry, sometimes the only option is retreat." Harry wondered if Moody was entirely sane, but saw his point. "Now," Moody said, "we will spend the rest of the day on Animaji, however, I have asked the other teachers to participate and you will could be randomly attacked at any time, by anyone, just remember CONSTANT VILGENLENCE" Harry jumped as he yelled the last two words but then nodded slowly wondering what Moody mean they would be doing about Animaji. Moody then said, "Since unusual and dangerous things happen to you on a regular basis it seems, Dumbledore has asked me to help you become an illegal Animaji, and I agree that times like this call for bending the rules a bit. Now point your wand at yourself and say 'Aniji Totalus' to find out what your Animaji form is" Harry did as instructed and a moment later a shadowy form of a Lynx floated out of his wand. Moody was about to speak when suddenly another form appeared, this time of a dragon. Finally a third form appeared, that of a Phoenix. "Incredible," Moody said, "I've never seen someone with more than one Animaji form, must be something to do with this Necromancer stuff."
Harry spent the rest of the afternoon learning about the principle of transformation. Moody also asked him to go for a run every morning, once around the Lake for starters, so that he could be more physically fit as well as be better at magic. Harry agreed he would and went to bed straight after the lesson, skipping dinner.
The next morning he went jogging before breakfast as Moody had asked him. When he went back inside and into the Great Hall for breakfast he saw that an owl was waiting for him with a letter. He untied the letter and the owl flew away again. Harry opened the envelope and saw it was from Sirus.
"Hello Harry
I am currently on a mission for Dumbledore, can't say any more. But I should be able to come back to you for a week from the 20th of July.
See you then
Snuggles"
Harry smiled, looking forward to seeing Sirus again so soon. He at a few slices of toast and some pumpkin juice and then went to the Defence Against the Dark Arts Classroom to wait for Moody.
Over the course of the next few weeks Harry began to be weary of everybody. He was always watching his back as teachers attacked him randomly, just as Moody had promised. Even Dumbledore had attacked him a few times, and he was the only one that Harry could now no longer escape or defeat.
Harry found that time passed quickly as he studied and learned new curses. Moody also taught him to apperate, and Harry could now also turn into his Animaji forms. Still Harry was looking forward to Sirus's arrival, which was fast approaching. Moody had said he would give him a week off when Sirus was around, which to Harry was a great relief.
Harry awoke at 10 the next morning, surprisingly early considering his adventures the night before. He had a shower and got dressed, and while looking at himself in the mirror Harry noticed that his cheek bones seemed ever so slightly higher than they should be.
He dismissed it, and went down to breakfast. However once he got there he found he wasn't hungry. He managed to swallow a few bites of toast then glancing at his watch he realised it was time to got and see Dumbledore.
He arrived at Dumbledore's Office right on time. He paused a moment wondering what the password was, then guest he would have to just try things. "Sherbet Lemons," No response, ".Lemon Drops . Berty Bots Ever Flavoured Beans . Chocolate Frogs," the Gargoule swung aside as Harry said Chocolate Frogs. Harry climbed the stair case and knocked on the door.
"Come in Harry" Dumbledore called from inside. It never secced to amaze Harry how Dumbledore could tell so much. He often thought Dumbledore could read his mind. He went inside and saw Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk.
"Have a sit Harry" Dumbledore said, pointing to one of the several chairs that were opposite his desk. Harry sat down and waited for Dumbledore to say something. Dumbledore didn't for a moment, then finally just as Harry was about to ask why he was here Dumbledore said, "Harry I've asked you here today to tell you something very important. Now I must ask you to listen to what I have to say carefully ok?" Harry nodded so Dumbledore continued, "Have you ever heard of Necromancers Harry?" he asked Harry shook his head, feeling slightly dumb. "I doubted you would, not many people have heard of them. Necromancers Harry are the most powerful wizards in existance. With time and proper training Necromancers can easily surpass any normal wizard or witch. Only three Necromancers are known to ever exist, two are now dead, one is just coming of age. What coming of age means is that every Necromancer does not grow powerful until he or she reaches a certain age. Now do you know why I am telling you all this Harry?" Harry shook his head "Harry," Dumbledore paused, "You are a Necromancer, a Necromancer who is due to come of age in just a few weeks." It took a minute for the full import of what Dumbledore was saying to sink in. When it did a million and one thoughts flashed through Harry's mind, from thinking that surely it couldn't be him to wondering what Ron would say. "Now Harry, I must ask you to keep this quiet, for now at least. If you have any questions then you are more than welcome to ask me ok?" Harry just nodded mutely unable to do much more, still unable to believe that he would become the most powerful wizard in existence, more powerful than Dumbledore, more powerful than the Voldemort? "Good," Dumbledore said, studying Harry's face, "Also, in light of you being a Necromancer I have asked Mad-Eye Moody to give you some lessons over the summer, you are to meet him at 2 this afternoon in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class room." Harry this time managed to get out a, "Ok". Dumbledore then said, "I would suggest that you spend the next few hours getting used to the idea. You are welcome to stay here a while, I must go however, I will be at dinner tonight if you wish to speak to me," And with that Dumbledore rose and left.
Harry sat there for the next few hours just trying to process all the thoughts that were going through his head. He was surprised to glance at his watch and discover that it was nearly 2. He decided that he didn't have time for lunch, and he wasn't particularly hungry, so headed for the Defence Against the Dark Arts Class room. When he arrived the lights were out so Harry decide to go in and wait. When he entered the room, he sensed that something was wrong, things just didn't feel right.
He dived for cover as a curse came shooting towards him, ducking behind a desk he pulled out his own wand. He tried to pinpoint where the curse had come from and fired a curse off to where he thought it had come from. Nothing happened so he guessed he must have missed. Moments later this was confirmed when a volley of curses hit the desk he was hiding behind. He dashed along the room but unfortunately however fast he ran the curses were getting close to where he was.
Then suddenly he was hit. He flew backwards and hit the wall, his wand dropping from his hand. He heard a clap and the lights came on, and he saw Moody along the opposite wall, wand in hand. Harry started at him then yelled, "YOU!" "Yes Harry, it was me" "What did you attack me for?" "I wanted to see what you would do. You know you missed the most obvious opportunity" "What do you mean?" Harry asked still stunned "You could have just turned around a fled" Moody stated simply "But then you could have got away!" Harry said getting to his feet and retrieving his wand. "Ah, but at least you would have survived. You can't win every battle Harry, sometimes the only option is retreat." Harry wondered if Moody was entirely sane, but saw his point. "Now," Moody said, "we will spend the rest of the day on Animaji, however, I have asked the other teachers to participate and you will could be randomly attacked at any time, by anyone, just remember CONSTANT VILGENLENCE" Harry jumped as he yelled the last two words but then nodded slowly wondering what Moody mean they would be doing about Animaji. Moody then said, "Since unusual and dangerous things happen to you on a regular basis it seems, Dumbledore has asked me to help you become an illegal Animaji, and I agree that times like this call for bending the rules a bit. Now point your wand at yourself and say 'Aniji Totalus' to find out what your Animaji form is" Harry did as instructed and a moment later a shadowy form of a Lynx floated out of his wand. Moody was about to speak when suddenly another form appeared, this time of a dragon. Finally a third form appeared, that of a Phoenix. "Incredible," Moody said, "I've never seen someone with more than one Animaji form, must be something to do with this Necromancer stuff."
Harry spent the rest of the afternoon learning about the principle of transformation. Moody also asked him to go for a run every morning, once around the Lake for starters, so that he could be more physically fit as well as be better at magic. Harry agreed he would and went to bed straight after the lesson, skipping dinner.
The next morning he went jogging before breakfast as Moody had asked him. When he went back inside and into the Great Hall for breakfast he saw that an owl was waiting for him with a letter. He untied the letter and the owl flew away again. Harry opened the envelope and saw it was from Sirus.
"Hello Harry
I am currently on a mission for Dumbledore, can't say any more. But I should be able to come back to you for a week from the 20th of July.
See you then
Snuggles"
Harry smiled, looking forward to seeing Sirus again so soon. He at a few slices of toast and some pumpkin juice and then went to the Defence Against the Dark Arts Classroom to wait for Moody.
Over the course of the next few weeks Harry began to be weary of everybody. He was always watching his back as teachers attacked him randomly, just as Moody had promised. Even Dumbledore had attacked him a few times, and he was the only one that Harry could now no longer escape or defeat.
Harry found that time passed quickly as he studied and learned new curses. Moody also taught him to apperate, and Harry could now also turn into his Animaji forms. Still Harry was looking forward to Sirus's arrival, which was fast approaching. Moody had said he would give him a week off when Sirus was around, which to Harry was a great relief.