Silent Warrior

Chapter 1

Harry picked up his bags and left the dojo that had been his home for the last fifteen years. He had already said goodbye to Kenchin, the nineteen-year-old mage who had become the brother he never had.

Harry appeariated to King's Cross Station, which happened to be a long way from Japan. He was dressed in a pair of loose fitting wide leg cotton pants (kimono) and a wrap around jade green shirt. On his feet was a pair of wooden shoes that weren't visible because of the large pants he wore. His green eyes sparkled with knowledge and wisdom, clearly visible from his glasses free face. His incredibly long black hair had become attainable as he had gotten older so he kept it in a ponytail.

He had two enormous trunks with him. One held his clothes and the other held his weapons and supplies. He quickly crossed the barrier that led to platform 9¾ and boarded the maroon train. He moved through the halls until he got to an empty compartment. He placed his bags on the overhead space and sat down on the queen-sized bed provided.

While in Japan Harry learned several different ways of magic when he studied with Kenchin and his father. Harry absorbed what they taught him as well as Kenchin's musical interest. Kenchin loved rock and put Harry on to music by Linkin' Park and Bon Jovi. He took his CD player out of her pocked and started to play his Hybrid Theory CD.

Harry sat on the bed, listening to music, and watched the scenery flow past. He was glad that he had locked the door to his compartment when he heard some girl asking about a frog from the compartment across from his. Harry had never been a morning person so he took off the large green shirt that hid his true physique and laid down the bed, bare-chested, and went to sleep.

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Hours later Harry was awakened by the cart lady telling him that they have reached their destination. He stretched, put his shirt and went to get his bags only to notice that they were no longer inside the compartment. He didn't stress it because he looked outside and noticed the grand castle of Hogwarts, which was rumored to be the safest place in the world.

He opened the door and walked out of the now empty train where he was met with a friendly looking giant who asked, "Are you the transfer student?"

"Hai," Harry answered unconsciously aware that he didn't answer in English.

"Come this way then," the giant responded.

Harry rode in an empty boat across the lake towards Hogwarts. He absorbed his surroundings and was immediately intrigued by the dark forest whose border was inhabited by a hut. When the boats hit the dock Harry stood steadily and stepped onto the grass covered ground and walked into the large building. As soon as he got into the entrance hall he was stopped by a stern witch. He stood still as the woman waited for the other students to walk into the castle.

"Follow me," the lady spoke as she led them to a pair of doors.

The doors blew open and Harry walked in behind the witch while ignoring the curious glares he was getting. The older witch walked to the head table and picked p a long scroll and gasped at the name that was on top of the list.

"Students…teachers…we have a new transfer student who will be getting sorted first this evening," the older witch started, "Harry Potter," she called.

Harry moved from his spot and made his way to the freshly produced chair that had an old black hat on top of it. He picked up the hat, sat down on the stool, and placed the hat on top of his head.

'Um…Bottousai. You're a difficult one, you are. You could do well in Slytherin for you are cunning, a natural killer, and are yearning to prove yourself but you are also good hearted and brave. You would fight viciously for what you believe in. I think you would do best in…' "GRYFFINDOR!"

The whole Gryffindor table exploded with cheers. Harry just raised a curious eyebrow and went to a somewhat secluded part of the table and sat down.

"Hey mate," an eager guy spoke.

"Hello," Harry responded in his naturally deep voice.

"Are you really Harry Potter?" asked a somewhat timid red headed girl.

"Yes," Harry replied as he looked in her beautiful blue eyes, "Are who are you?"

"Ginny…Ginny Weasley," she answered.

"If you're THE Harry Potter then where are your glasses? Every book I've read said he's worn glasses," a bushy haired brunette said accusingly.

"Since you know so much about me why don't you tell me how long it has been since the author of the book has seen me," Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

The girl blushed and spluttered a bit. "Exactly," Harry responded.

After the 1st years were sorted everyone started to eat. Harry, not being a big eater, had a small version that he finished quickly before he stood and walked over to the headmaster.

"Excuse me but I wish to speak with you, that I do," Harry said to Dumbledore who motioned for Harry to come up to him.

Harry leaned towards the mans ear and said, "I don't think it wise for me to share a room with the other children, that I do not. I have very dangerous reflexes and I don't think it wise to be around children."

Dumbledore looked at him before nodding and telling Harry to pick a password for his room, which was behind a picture of a young Godric in the Gryffindor common room. He said that Harry would be the only one able to activate the password.

As dinner ended the different house prefects gathered their housemates and directed them to their house. Harry lagged behind his housemates, making sure not to get too close to anyone.

"For those who don't know I'm Hermione Granger and I'm a 6th year prefect. This year's password is 'lighthearted'," Hermione said.

The picture of a fat lady in a pink dress swung open and revealed a magnificent scarlet and gold lobby sized living room that was fully furnished with plush furniture. The prefects showed the first years to their dorm rooms while telling them to go to sleep while the older students stayed in the common room and caught up with their friends.

Harry looked around the room until he spotted a portrait of an eighteen-year-old looking Godric Gryffindor. Harry kept that in mind as he sat in a large armchair in front of the blazing fire. Harry unconsciously called the fire unto him making a fire lady appear within the jumping flames. Harry let his essence connect to the fire, not knowing that the fire was feeding his need to kill. The need to become the Bottousai once again ran strongly through his veins. He used his strong will to push down his urges as he felt someone walking towards him.

He looked up to see Hermione walked towards him. "You should go to bed Harry. Tomorrow will be a very long day," Hermione ordered more so then suggested.

"I will go to sleep when I am ready. That I will," Harry responded before turning his gaze back to the red-orange heat.

"You do as you wish yet you should know that arrogance is not a virtue," Hermione stated before she turned.

"You give advice that you yourself do not use," Harry started while effectively shocking her and drawing the attention of the remaining Gryffindors, "and you judge without knowing. Is that not a useless virtue?"

With that said Harry stood and walked over to the portrait of Godric. He silently activated the password and left the common room. He walked into his temporary home and observed his surroundings. The flat had a comfortably large living room, a small kitchen, a large fully stocked library, a bathroom that looked as if belonged to a five star hotel, and a large bedroom with his trunks sitting on the side of the bed.

He opened his first trunk and took out his clothes and placed them neatly in the drawers as well as closets. When everything in his first trunk was put up he went to the bathroom and took a shower.
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Harry woke up early the next morning and took a scalding hot shower before brushing his teeth. He brushed his hair into a ponytail, leaving his chin length bangs to cover his scar. He put on his oils before slipping on a pair of black boxers and white socks. He put on a pair of black cotton wide legged pants (kimono), a jungle green wrap around shirt with black shoes on his feet.

He opened his second trunk where he had his weapons, wands, and school material. He took out the things he would need for the day then picked out which wand he wanted to use. He chose his fourteen inch ebony wood wand that was laced with a silver phoenix feather, two strands of a warrior imperial unicorn, and a bit of his essence with a point of a flawless emerald.

He used the wand to shrink his school supplies and placed it into his pocket before leaving his room. It was six in the morning and he suspected that most people were just getting up because the first class didn't start for another hour and a half.

He made his way through the building into the Great Hall, which was relatively empty. He sat in the seat he sat in the day before and started eating. As soon as he finished eating the other students made their way through the double doors and made their way to the correct tables.

"Good morning Harry," Ginny greeted him.

"Good morning to you too Miss Ginny," Harry responded as he drunk his water.

Ginny had changed her seating and sat next to Harry whose attitude intrigued her. She filled her plate and began to eat. Harry caught every look that came his way but pretended as if he was unaware. When the bell rung he stood and left the Great Hall in search for Transfiguration, which happened to be a double class with the Ravenclaws.

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