Harry Potter and the Thunderbird
By
Skysong
Disclaimer: What belongs to J. K. Rowling, belongs to her. What I'm introducing belongs to me. I'm making no money on this story and have no intent to do so.
Summer holidays at Privet drive were the same as ever. Dudley was bigger than ever and he and his friends went out of their way to make it bad for Harry. Then the new neighbor moved in next door.
Jason Thundercloud was walking around the neighborhood that his father had moved him to. He didn't understand why his father had been brought to this part of the world. He was just getting ready to return to his new home when he saw a gang of teenagers led by one of the biggest kids he'd ever seen picking on a guy. It didn't look like it would be much of a fight. The teen being picked on was smaller and was going out of his way to be non-confrontational. That was enough.
"Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" Jason asked.
"Probably because there IS nobody his size." Harry said.
"Stay out of it," Dudley said, "or you're next."
"Ooh!" Said Jason, shaking severely, "I'm scared to death."
"Get him." Dudley said.
Matching word to deed, his gang of friends surrounded Jason. The fight was short and violent. They tried to pile upon the new kid and he managed to separate and knock out each one with very little difficulty.
Dudley upon seeing this made a lame excuse about his mother calling for him and ran home.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"Jason Thundercloud" he said.
"I'm Harry Potter," said Harry.
"I sorta figured that." Jason said with a wink. There can't be two scars like that.
"You're a Wizard?" Harry asked?
"Yes. My father and I came from the United States." Jason Explained. "My father is what they call an Auror here, he's one of the best. I think I've figured out why he's been brought here."
"I'm just glad the Dursleys don't know." Harry seemed to think for a moment. "You're about my age aren't you?"
"I'm fifteen" Jason said. "I'll be going to your school this year."
"Where did you learn how to fight like that?" Harry asked.
"My mother is a mundane." Jason explained. "I had to learn to function in both worlds. When we were in Japan, I learned to fight. Actually, that was a boon to me, because I have a talent for a type of magic that is very rare. Mentalism. I don't need a wand for it, and most wizards can't detect it. My Martial Arts training helped me to control it."
"What's a mundane?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I keep forgetting the dialect differences between English and American English." Jason said. "Mundanes are what you call Muggles."
"That's great." A look of concern came over Harry's face. "Uh-oh. Here comes Uncle Vernon."
"What in the bloody hell's going on here?" Vernon Dursley asked.
"A gang of tuffs were attacking young Harry here." Explained Jason.
"Harry should be at home anyway" said the exasperated muggle.
Jason said, "I think Harry should come home with me."
"I think Harry should go home with you" said a zombified Uncle Vernon.
"Come on Harry," Jason said, "before he changes his mind."
The two young wizards went to a house just down the street from the Dursely's.
"Mom!" Jason called, "I'm home and I've got company."
A youngish American Indian woman came out of the back of the house. "Making friends already?" She asked.
"This is Harry Potter our next door neighbor." Jason continued the introduction. "Harry, this is my mother Morning Dove."
"Pleased to meet you ma'am" Harry said.
Morning Dove appeared to think for a moment and then said "Jason go call your father and tell him that I'll pick him up at work in about two hours."
"It's okay mother." Jason said. "This is THAT Harry Potter."
"Oh," she said, "it's good to know he's making friends this time we don't have to cover from. Be welcome in our house. Can I get you anything to drink?"
"Not right now" Harry said "but thank you."
"Come on Harry," Jason said, "I've got my room set up. Let's go see what we can get into."
The two fifteen year olds were having the time of their lives when there was a pop from downstairs. Jason brightened and said, "Dad's home. Come and meet my father."
The two of them went downstairs.
Wolf Thundercloud had just Apparated home when he saw his son and another teen coming down the stairs. A look of abject terror came to his face and then he noticed who the teen was. "I see you've met our next door neighbor. How did you get around his Aunt and Uncle?"
"I'm sorry dad," Jason said, "but his cousin was trying to beat on him, and when his Uncle confronted me about beating up the gang of kids that were beating on Harry, I minded him."
"Oh great! That's all we needed." Turning to Harry, "Mr. Potter, it is good to meet you at last. Arthur Weasly has been asking me to speak to Professor Dumbledor to get you to come visit for the rest of the summer holidays. He's invited Jason as well. I think I can talk him into it."
"That's great!" Harry said.
"Give me a couple of days." Wolf seemed to think for a moment, "I'll be seeing you at Hogwarts this year, I'm your new DADA teacher."
Please give me opinions. If you like it, I will continue this story. - SkySong
By
Skysong
Disclaimer: What belongs to J. K. Rowling, belongs to her. What I'm introducing belongs to me. I'm making no money on this story and have no intent to do so.
Summer holidays at Privet drive were the same as ever. Dudley was bigger than ever and he and his friends went out of their way to make it bad for Harry. Then the new neighbor moved in next door.
Jason Thundercloud was walking around the neighborhood that his father had moved him to. He didn't understand why his father had been brought to this part of the world. He was just getting ready to return to his new home when he saw a gang of teenagers led by one of the biggest kids he'd ever seen picking on a guy. It didn't look like it would be much of a fight. The teen being picked on was smaller and was going out of his way to be non-confrontational. That was enough.
"Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" Jason asked.
"Probably because there IS nobody his size." Harry said.
"Stay out of it," Dudley said, "or you're next."
"Ooh!" Said Jason, shaking severely, "I'm scared to death."
"Get him." Dudley said.
Matching word to deed, his gang of friends surrounded Jason. The fight was short and violent. They tried to pile upon the new kid and he managed to separate and knock out each one with very little difficulty.
Dudley upon seeing this made a lame excuse about his mother calling for him and ran home.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"Jason Thundercloud" he said.
"I'm Harry Potter," said Harry.
"I sorta figured that." Jason said with a wink. There can't be two scars like that.
"You're a Wizard?" Harry asked?
"Yes. My father and I came from the United States." Jason Explained. "My father is what they call an Auror here, he's one of the best. I think I've figured out why he's been brought here."
"I'm just glad the Dursleys don't know." Harry seemed to think for a moment. "You're about my age aren't you?"
"I'm fifteen" Jason said. "I'll be going to your school this year."
"Where did you learn how to fight like that?" Harry asked.
"My mother is a mundane." Jason explained. "I had to learn to function in both worlds. When we were in Japan, I learned to fight. Actually, that was a boon to me, because I have a talent for a type of magic that is very rare. Mentalism. I don't need a wand for it, and most wizards can't detect it. My Martial Arts training helped me to control it."
"What's a mundane?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I keep forgetting the dialect differences between English and American English." Jason said. "Mundanes are what you call Muggles."
"That's great." A look of concern came over Harry's face. "Uh-oh. Here comes Uncle Vernon."
"What in the bloody hell's going on here?" Vernon Dursley asked.
"A gang of tuffs were attacking young Harry here." Explained Jason.
"Harry should be at home anyway" said the exasperated muggle.
Jason said, "I think Harry should come home with me."
"I think Harry should go home with you" said a zombified Uncle Vernon.
"Come on Harry," Jason said, "before he changes his mind."
The two young wizards went to a house just down the street from the Dursely's.
"Mom!" Jason called, "I'm home and I've got company."
A youngish American Indian woman came out of the back of the house. "Making friends already?" She asked.
"This is Harry Potter our next door neighbor." Jason continued the introduction. "Harry, this is my mother Morning Dove."
"Pleased to meet you ma'am" Harry said.
Morning Dove appeared to think for a moment and then said "Jason go call your father and tell him that I'll pick him up at work in about two hours."
"It's okay mother." Jason said. "This is THAT Harry Potter."
"Oh," she said, "it's good to know he's making friends this time we don't have to cover from. Be welcome in our house. Can I get you anything to drink?"
"Not right now" Harry said "but thank you."
"Come on Harry," Jason said, "I've got my room set up. Let's go see what we can get into."
The two fifteen year olds were having the time of their lives when there was a pop from downstairs. Jason brightened and said, "Dad's home. Come and meet my father."
The two of them went downstairs.
Wolf Thundercloud had just Apparated home when he saw his son and another teen coming down the stairs. A look of abject terror came to his face and then he noticed who the teen was. "I see you've met our next door neighbor. How did you get around his Aunt and Uncle?"
"I'm sorry dad," Jason said, "but his cousin was trying to beat on him, and when his Uncle confronted me about beating up the gang of kids that were beating on Harry, I minded him."
"Oh great! That's all we needed." Turning to Harry, "Mr. Potter, it is good to meet you at last. Arthur Weasly has been asking me to speak to Professor Dumbledor to get you to come visit for the rest of the summer holidays. He's invited Jason as well. I think I can talk him into it."
"That's great!" Harry said.
"Give me a couple of days." Wolf seemed to think for a moment, "I'll be seeing you at Hogwarts this year, I'm your new DADA teacher."
Please give me opinions. If you like it, I will continue this story. - SkySong