Just some quick notes. From now one quotes in parsletounge will be like this *quote*
Chapter 5: Awakening
"Come on Harry were going to be late."
Harry stuffed one last sausage into his mouth and followed Lavender who was tugging at his arm trying to get him to hurry up. Harry picked up his school bag and followed Lavender out the great hall. They had Defense Against the Dark Arts first and would be late for their first class if they didn't hurry.
They arrived at the classroom out of breath.
"Professor what are you doing here?" Harry asked the man sitting in the chair at the head of the class room.
"Um Harry...there's nobody there" Lavender whispered a reply, looking at Harry.
Harry gave her a curious glance and looked back towards the front. Professor Dumbledore was sitting there, looking at Harry with a twinkle in his eye. Dumbledore got up from the chair and walked to the middle of the class, a cloud of smoke quickly surrounded him but disappeared as soon as it came, and the Professor was standing there as if nothing had happened. Gasps and sharp intakes of breath could be heard from around the room.
"Professor Dumbledore, how did you get here?" Hermione was quick to ask, all to eager to learn.
Dumbledore just gave her a smile "I arrived we'll before all of you my dear, I have been sitting at my desk the whole time and all of you failed to notice me, why is that?"
The class was silent once again, but as usual Hermione's hand was quick to rise.
"You cast an invisibility charm Professor."
"A valid assessment my dear, but unfortunately incorrect, any more suggestions?" Hermione face lost its know it all look almost as soon as it came,
"You have the ability to become invisible Professor, I remember you telling me in our first year, at um night by the mirror."
"That is correct, you may take your seat now Mr Potter" Dumbledore replied, indicating towards the empty desks by Harry. "Can anybody tell me why I can become invisible whenever I please?"
The class remained silent, Hermione seemed like she knew the answer but decided against it.
"Nobody? Hmmm . . . as many of you already are aware of wizards have the ability to do magic. In order to detect magic in a wizard the ministry monitors uncontrolled burst of wand less magic. You all should be aware of this fact because in order to be here today you must have committed wand less magic. We use wands to channel our magical abilities and concentrate them through spells. Through many years of hard work and dedication wizards are able to manage to control a small portion of their magical without the use of a wand. Some are however born with an above average bond between their mind and magic. These wizards are very few, but very powerful. Merlin, Godric Gryfindor, Salazar Slytherin, Lord Gryndiwal and myself are the only known wizards with such abilities, and are titled sorcerers."
"Sorry for interrupting Professor, but why aren't there any female sorcerers, or sorceresses?" Hermione asked, her drive for knowledge more powerful then her embarrassment.
"Nobody knows, studies have not shown any difference between the average female and male wizards with regards to their magical abilities. Maybe one day there will be."
The rest of the class went by quickly with Dumbledore teaching about the lives of all the sorcerers he talked about. Harry stopped paying attention and dosed off on his desk.
"Harry wake up class is over" Harry jolted upright to see that the class was leaving the room. Lavender was beside him, having woken him up at the end.
"Did I miss anything important?" Harry asked, Dumbledore was his favorite Professor and not to mention mentor, he couldn't believe that he fell asleep in his first class.
"Not really you can get the notes from me, or better yet Hermione" Lavender replied.
"If you had the decency to wake me up I might not be in this predicament, and not have to copy the notes of somebody else" Harry joked.
"You looked to cute sleeping on the desk ... then you started drooling and I just had to wake you up."
"Ha ha, very funny"
"Wasn't supposed to be funny" Harry smiled, put his arm around her shoulder and directed her out of the room.
"Harry, can I have a word with you?" Professor Dumbledores voice called from behind him.
"I'll see you later" Lavender pecked him on the cheek and made her way out of the class.
"Yes Professor?" Harry was curious to what the Headmaster wanted to say.
"I have a quick question for you Harry, were you able to see me when you came into the classroom?"
"Yeah I was, but only when I focused on you" starting to get confused Harry took a seat on one of the desk. It was weird that he could see Dumbledore while no one else could, and he wasn't able to see him by the Mirror of Eristad during their first year.
"Very peculiar, I can see that you have many questions Harry, and I hope I can answer them. Traditionally only sorcerers have had the ability to turn invisible at will and spot those who were invisible without using potions or spells, only their minds. When you said only when you focused on myself, how did you know it was me?"
"I guess I just sensed you Prefessor" this was getting to weird, how did he know where to look and who to look for, Harry's mind was trying to race through the information and analyzing it from every perspective possible. "Could it be possible that Voldemort transferred more then just the ability to speak Parsletounge that night?"
"Very good Harry, that is exactly what I was thinking, I believe that some of the powers Voldemort has are now also in your control. This could prove to be very helpful for us as the upcoming war with Voldemort is about to begin." Dumbledores eyes were no longer as young as they were a moment ago. Harry noticed the stress lines around the Professors eyes. He must be very tired thought Harry.
Harry was a bit uncomfortable with the fact that he had a piece of Voldemort inside of him. "That's why he wants to get rid of me?"
"In some ways yes."
"What do you mean Professor?"
"Well, you didn't have any of his abilities as a child, but for some reason he saw you as a threat to him. I was confused by this many years ago and I tried many things to figure it out, but unfortunatley I havn't been able to solve the puzzle."
Harry let out a sigh, it was his fault his parents were dead, and as long as he was alive his friends would be in danger also.
"Im late for my next class Professor" Harry couldn't handle anymore of this news. He got up and made his way to the door, giving Dumbledore a wave before leaving. Instead of going to his next class Harry made his way to the dormitories, falling asleep in his bed almost instantly.
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Harry got up from bed feeling refreshed, and with a clear mind. "About damn time you got up there mate" Ron's voice echoed around the room.
"Just had a lot on my mind I guess, the past couple weeks have been crazy."
"I wouldn't know, seeing as how you seem to enjoy keeping things to yourself so much. Like how you've broken up with Lavender out of no where, have meetings with Dumbledore after Dark Arts and act so damn stressed all the time . . . . I'm your friend Harry, but I can't help you if you act like this."
Harry looked up to see the concern in Ron's eyes. After convincing him to promise not to tell a soul, Harry told him about the events of the past few weeks.
"Harry you can't just throw your life away just because Voldemort is after you. We're not cowards Harry, all us Gryffindors are here to help you."
"Just forget it ok Ron, I have to much to think about right now then have to worry about what's going to happen to people I get close to."
"You don't always have to be the hero Harry, let someone else deal with it."
"I try to stay out of trouble Ron, I really do, but trouble finds me, now if you'll excuse me I have to get ready." Harry just wasn't in the mood to have this talk with anybody. He grabbed his things and made his way to the bathroom. The Dragons would be here on Monday so he had two days to train and he planned on taking full advantage of it. He had asked Dumbledore to put charms on the Quiditch Pitch so nobody could see or hear what he was doing. It took some convincing but Dumbledore eventually agreed.
After a quick breakfast Harry ran over to the Quiditch Pitch, Firebolt in hand. His Firebolt was a racing broom that his Godfather had given him during Harry's 3rd year. He also had Slytherins book with him, tucked neatly inside his robes.
Harry started off by flying around the pitch on his broom. As he lifted off the ground he finally felt the pressures and burdens on his shoulder float away, he was in his element. After several minutes of flying Harry landed and dismounted his broom. After placing it on the ground he went for the book by Salazar Slytherin. After several hours of skimming through the book, which had many randomly placed diary enteries which were rather boring Harry came across a rather interesting curse. It was called the Niobe curse. It allowed the bearer to absorb the magical abilities of a person without any side affects.
Harry was intrigued by this, according to the book a person could absorb all the magic someone has and bolster his own magical ability. The only thing that would be absorbed was magic. There was no spell that went with it, the person performing the spell would just have to place his hands on his opponents hart and concentrate on pulling the magic out from them. It also could only be performed only by some of the most powerful witches and wizards alive.
The thought of being able to steal someone's magic scared Harry. Without his ability to do magic he would still be living with the Dursleys right now. It was something that he would never wish upon anybody else. Before he realized what he was doing Harry ripped the page out of the book and threw it onto the pitch. Pulling out his wand Harry cried *Quadris Incendio* a very powerful form of the Incendium spell, but instead of speaking in English Harry spoke Parsletounge. Harry put all his hate towards Voldemort behind his spell, killing his parents, forcing him to live with the Dursleys, framing Hagrid and having him expelled from school, and killing Cedric Diggaroy. The sky turned dark as black clouds blocked out the sun. Glimmers of red light could be seen flashing around in the sky. Harry couldn't understand the feeling, but it seemed as though he was invincible, power surged through every part of his body, his magic was flowing through him, filling every crevice and hole. Bonding itself with his soul.
Harry looked up to see a hole forming inside the clouds, a pillar of fire shot through it, hitting the ripped sheet of parchment and engulfing it in flames. The flames were quick to spread around the pitch, engulfing it in flames that were ten times his size. The magic was so powerful that Harry could almost feel the wards Dumbledore had placed around the pitch break and get engulfed in the magical fire. He could feel the ancient magic surrounding Hogwarts rise to the defense of the school.
A war was going on between Harry's fire and the magic surrounding the school. Not knowing why Harry gave in. He could never harm the one place he called home, the one place he loved. His eyes rolled up into his head and Harry passed out.
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"If he doesn't wake up soon we might lose him forever, isn't there something you could do Headmaster." The concerned voice of Minerva McGonagall asked the same question for the billionth time today.
"I wish there was Minerva I truly do, but only Harry can comeback to us when he feels it his time. All we can do is wait." Albus Dumbledore was sitting by Harry's bed, replacing the wet cloth on his forehead. His eyes hadn't twinkled for months. "Come back to us Harry, you don't know how much the world misses you" the whisper that escaped the old Professors house was barley audible.
"But it has been practically 2 months since the incident on the pitch, something is wrong even the dragons are worried. They have been circling this tower continuously since they arrived, as if they were protecting him. Have you every heard of Dragons doing something like this? Because I certainly haven't." Professor McGonagall blurt out, frustrated by the response she had recieved.
"I can only tell you what I think has happened, because much like Harry I also went through an ordeal similar to this. He has been able to perform a feat that only a handful of wizards have been able to accomplish. His magical ability has fused with his body, giving him unimaginable control over his magic. But the peculiar part is the fact that unlike all the other sorcerers, he was not born with such control. I don't know what this means, and never thought it could be possible, but lets just hope his mind is unaffected by this. . ." Dumbledore's tone lightened a great deal and a smirk emerged on his face ". . .and fore the dragons I thought that much would be clear, they can sense that Harry is a Parsletounge and have accepted him as a member of their clan. That's why they are so adamant about his protection."
McGonagall didn't respond, still trying to accept what Dumbledore had said. Finally she decided to break the silence "what about the fall of Salems School in the United States?"
"What about it?"
"I don't know maybe the fact that Jamie Evans is there."
Dumbledore stood up and gave Minerva a stern look in the eyes "She goes to Archimonds, what in Merlins name is she doing at Salems?"
"An inter-school Quiditch match" Was McGonagalls only response.
Dumbledore sat down beside Harry once again, his face significantly paler. "Gather the order Minerva."
"For what?"
"Were going on a rescue mission."
"That's absurd, risking the lives of all the Order members just for a girl. You must rethink this Headmaster."
"Minerva, Harry has done so much for our world, and has asked for nothing in return. I believe we owe him this much." Dumbledore was heading out the room "we leave at dawn."
Professor McGonagall let out a sigh and leaned over to kiss Harry on his forehead, "get well soon Harry" she whispered and followed the Headmaster out the door.
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"Where is that feeling comeing from?" Harry thought to himself. All he could see was black, no light anywhere. Ever since the incident on the Quidditch pitch all Harry could do was roam around in his own thoughts. Training to control the newfound bond between his mind, body, magic and soul. They had all intertwined into one powerful team. Working harmoniously together.
Most of Harry's time was occupied trying to find the location of the magical pattern that was similar to his. He could feel it, inside of him urging him to find it. He had scanned most of the world with his mind but to no avail. But he continued, if he could find this pattern Harry would find his hearts utmost desire. This is what his mind and heart continued to tell him, and this is what fueled him towards his goal.
Months had passed, Harry could sense it but still no sign of the person he was looking for. During the last few weeks the energy signal had a different feeling to it, as if the person were in danger. The feeling continued to grow stronger every minute and Harry's frustration was beginning to mount.
"I'm not going to lose my only chance of having a family" Harry thought. He could feel his frustration turn to anger as he struggled to find the source before it was too late. Harry's anger was growing at an alarming rate, it kept on growing until he could almost feel himself get warmer. His magic also began to react to this feeling, rising to the surface and building there, until it finally discharged into a circular wave that disappeared into the darkness of Harry's mind.
Harry could feel his magic scanning the world, trying to find the person Harry was looking for. After what felt like an eternity his magic returned to him in a bright light, that extinguished the darkness that surrounded Harry.
Harry was engulfed by his magic, his body was filled with warmth as it once again embedded itself with him. Harry could beautiful see a girl with raven black hair and emerald green eyes, sitting on a bed with several other girls huddled around her. Her robes were slightly torn and covered in dust. Harry looked into her eyes, his eyes, his mothers eyes.
With a gasp for air the world around Harry started to disappear. Pressing his lungs closed as it did. When it felt like he could no longer breath Harry shot upright gasping for air to fill his lungs, willing it to come to him, and it came.
Slowly opening his eyes the room came to focus. He was in the Hospital wing, sitting upright on his bed. "I might as well move my things in here permanently at this rate" Harry chuckled to himself. He got up and tried to walk out of the room. It felt weird, his legs, which had not been used for several months were too weak to support Harry's weight.
Harry just smiled, closing his eyes he focused on himself, pictured his muscles growing, getting stronger, back to the way they used to be. He sensed his magic working at his request, healing, growing, and fortifying his muscles.
Harry tried again, and this time his legs were able to support his weight, and felt stronger then they had ever been. He started walking out the Hospital Wing, making his way to the Dormitories. His pace quickened and progressed into a run when the memories of his stasis flowed back into his thoughts. He had to make it to Salem's Academy in New York before it was too late.
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[Authors Note] Sorry for not updating, here's chapter five, ill have 6 up shortly. I promise, in the meantime please read and review, that's what keeps me going ;p Oh and hehe left u with a bit of a cliffy. I was gonna leave it at the conversation between McGonagall and Dumbledore but I decided to give u guys a bit more because its soooo late. Peace.
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[ilo star] Dragons will be here next chapter.
[ShadowHunter] Don't worry I don't plan on making Harry evil anytime soon (or ever). But don't mistake some character changes in the future with evilness. "Hint...Hint"
[whipsnake] Guy I seriously don't know what you mean by that lol, but thanx for reviewing.
[Morph012] Wandless magic coming your way. He has already developed it, hopefully it will progress, but you never know :)
[Miranda Flairgold] Yeah the stuff with Harry and his gf was getting to hard to write. I tried to make him sound nice, but it came out corny. I ditched it this chapter but maybe something will pop up later ie: turning him into a playboy....
Chapter 5: Awakening
"Come on Harry were going to be late."
Harry stuffed one last sausage into his mouth and followed Lavender who was tugging at his arm trying to get him to hurry up. Harry picked up his school bag and followed Lavender out the great hall. They had Defense Against the Dark Arts first and would be late for their first class if they didn't hurry.
They arrived at the classroom out of breath.
"Professor what are you doing here?" Harry asked the man sitting in the chair at the head of the class room.
"Um Harry...there's nobody there" Lavender whispered a reply, looking at Harry.
Harry gave her a curious glance and looked back towards the front. Professor Dumbledore was sitting there, looking at Harry with a twinkle in his eye. Dumbledore got up from the chair and walked to the middle of the class, a cloud of smoke quickly surrounded him but disappeared as soon as it came, and the Professor was standing there as if nothing had happened. Gasps and sharp intakes of breath could be heard from around the room.
"Professor Dumbledore, how did you get here?" Hermione was quick to ask, all to eager to learn.
Dumbledore just gave her a smile "I arrived we'll before all of you my dear, I have been sitting at my desk the whole time and all of you failed to notice me, why is that?"
The class was silent once again, but as usual Hermione's hand was quick to rise.
"You cast an invisibility charm Professor."
"A valid assessment my dear, but unfortunately incorrect, any more suggestions?" Hermione face lost its know it all look almost as soon as it came,
"You have the ability to become invisible Professor, I remember you telling me in our first year, at um night by the mirror."
"That is correct, you may take your seat now Mr Potter" Dumbledore replied, indicating towards the empty desks by Harry. "Can anybody tell me why I can become invisible whenever I please?"
The class remained silent, Hermione seemed like she knew the answer but decided against it.
"Nobody? Hmmm . . . as many of you already are aware of wizards have the ability to do magic. In order to detect magic in a wizard the ministry monitors uncontrolled burst of wand less magic. You all should be aware of this fact because in order to be here today you must have committed wand less magic. We use wands to channel our magical abilities and concentrate them through spells. Through many years of hard work and dedication wizards are able to manage to control a small portion of their magical without the use of a wand. Some are however born with an above average bond between their mind and magic. These wizards are very few, but very powerful. Merlin, Godric Gryfindor, Salazar Slytherin, Lord Gryndiwal and myself are the only known wizards with such abilities, and are titled sorcerers."
"Sorry for interrupting Professor, but why aren't there any female sorcerers, or sorceresses?" Hermione asked, her drive for knowledge more powerful then her embarrassment.
"Nobody knows, studies have not shown any difference between the average female and male wizards with regards to their magical abilities. Maybe one day there will be."
The rest of the class went by quickly with Dumbledore teaching about the lives of all the sorcerers he talked about. Harry stopped paying attention and dosed off on his desk.
"Harry wake up class is over" Harry jolted upright to see that the class was leaving the room. Lavender was beside him, having woken him up at the end.
"Did I miss anything important?" Harry asked, Dumbledore was his favorite Professor and not to mention mentor, he couldn't believe that he fell asleep in his first class.
"Not really you can get the notes from me, or better yet Hermione" Lavender replied.
"If you had the decency to wake me up I might not be in this predicament, and not have to copy the notes of somebody else" Harry joked.
"You looked to cute sleeping on the desk ... then you started drooling and I just had to wake you up."
"Ha ha, very funny"
"Wasn't supposed to be funny" Harry smiled, put his arm around her shoulder and directed her out of the room.
"Harry, can I have a word with you?" Professor Dumbledores voice called from behind him.
"I'll see you later" Lavender pecked him on the cheek and made her way out of the class.
"Yes Professor?" Harry was curious to what the Headmaster wanted to say.
"I have a quick question for you Harry, were you able to see me when you came into the classroom?"
"Yeah I was, but only when I focused on you" starting to get confused Harry took a seat on one of the desk. It was weird that he could see Dumbledore while no one else could, and he wasn't able to see him by the Mirror of Eristad during their first year.
"Very peculiar, I can see that you have many questions Harry, and I hope I can answer them. Traditionally only sorcerers have had the ability to turn invisible at will and spot those who were invisible without using potions or spells, only their minds. When you said only when you focused on myself, how did you know it was me?"
"I guess I just sensed you Prefessor" this was getting to weird, how did he know where to look and who to look for, Harry's mind was trying to race through the information and analyzing it from every perspective possible. "Could it be possible that Voldemort transferred more then just the ability to speak Parsletounge that night?"
"Very good Harry, that is exactly what I was thinking, I believe that some of the powers Voldemort has are now also in your control. This could prove to be very helpful for us as the upcoming war with Voldemort is about to begin." Dumbledores eyes were no longer as young as they were a moment ago. Harry noticed the stress lines around the Professors eyes. He must be very tired thought Harry.
Harry was a bit uncomfortable with the fact that he had a piece of Voldemort inside of him. "That's why he wants to get rid of me?"
"In some ways yes."
"What do you mean Professor?"
"Well, you didn't have any of his abilities as a child, but for some reason he saw you as a threat to him. I was confused by this many years ago and I tried many things to figure it out, but unfortunatley I havn't been able to solve the puzzle."
Harry let out a sigh, it was his fault his parents were dead, and as long as he was alive his friends would be in danger also.
"Im late for my next class Professor" Harry couldn't handle anymore of this news. He got up and made his way to the door, giving Dumbledore a wave before leaving. Instead of going to his next class Harry made his way to the dormitories, falling asleep in his bed almost instantly.
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Harry got up from bed feeling refreshed, and with a clear mind. "About damn time you got up there mate" Ron's voice echoed around the room.
"Just had a lot on my mind I guess, the past couple weeks have been crazy."
"I wouldn't know, seeing as how you seem to enjoy keeping things to yourself so much. Like how you've broken up with Lavender out of no where, have meetings with Dumbledore after Dark Arts and act so damn stressed all the time . . . . I'm your friend Harry, but I can't help you if you act like this."
Harry looked up to see the concern in Ron's eyes. After convincing him to promise not to tell a soul, Harry told him about the events of the past few weeks.
"Harry you can't just throw your life away just because Voldemort is after you. We're not cowards Harry, all us Gryffindors are here to help you."
"Just forget it ok Ron, I have to much to think about right now then have to worry about what's going to happen to people I get close to."
"You don't always have to be the hero Harry, let someone else deal with it."
"I try to stay out of trouble Ron, I really do, but trouble finds me, now if you'll excuse me I have to get ready." Harry just wasn't in the mood to have this talk with anybody. He grabbed his things and made his way to the bathroom. The Dragons would be here on Monday so he had two days to train and he planned on taking full advantage of it. He had asked Dumbledore to put charms on the Quiditch Pitch so nobody could see or hear what he was doing. It took some convincing but Dumbledore eventually agreed.
After a quick breakfast Harry ran over to the Quiditch Pitch, Firebolt in hand. His Firebolt was a racing broom that his Godfather had given him during Harry's 3rd year. He also had Slytherins book with him, tucked neatly inside his robes.
Harry started off by flying around the pitch on his broom. As he lifted off the ground he finally felt the pressures and burdens on his shoulder float away, he was in his element. After several minutes of flying Harry landed and dismounted his broom. After placing it on the ground he went for the book by Salazar Slytherin. After several hours of skimming through the book, which had many randomly placed diary enteries which were rather boring Harry came across a rather interesting curse. It was called the Niobe curse. It allowed the bearer to absorb the magical abilities of a person without any side affects.
Harry was intrigued by this, according to the book a person could absorb all the magic someone has and bolster his own magical ability. The only thing that would be absorbed was magic. There was no spell that went with it, the person performing the spell would just have to place his hands on his opponents hart and concentrate on pulling the magic out from them. It also could only be performed only by some of the most powerful witches and wizards alive.
The thought of being able to steal someone's magic scared Harry. Without his ability to do magic he would still be living with the Dursleys right now. It was something that he would never wish upon anybody else. Before he realized what he was doing Harry ripped the page out of the book and threw it onto the pitch. Pulling out his wand Harry cried *Quadris Incendio* a very powerful form of the Incendium spell, but instead of speaking in English Harry spoke Parsletounge. Harry put all his hate towards Voldemort behind his spell, killing his parents, forcing him to live with the Dursleys, framing Hagrid and having him expelled from school, and killing Cedric Diggaroy. The sky turned dark as black clouds blocked out the sun. Glimmers of red light could be seen flashing around in the sky. Harry couldn't understand the feeling, but it seemed as though he was invincible, power surged through every part of his body, his magic was flowing through him, filling every crevice and hole. Bonding itself with his soul.
Harry looked up to see a hole forming inside the clouds, a pillar of fire shot through it, hitting the ripped sheet of parchment and engulfing it in flames. The flames were quick to spread around the pitch, engulfing it in flames that were ten times his size. The magic was so powerful that Harry could almost feel the wards Dumbledore had placed around the pitch break and get engulfed in the magical fire. He could feel the ancient magic surrounding Hogwarts rise to the defense of the school.
A war was going on between Harry's fire and the magic surrounding the school. Not knowing why Harry gave in. He could never harm the one place he called home, the one place he loved. His eyes rolled up into his head and Harry passed out.
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"If he doesn't wake up soon we might lose him forever, isn't there something you could do Headmaster." The concerned voice of Minerva McGonagall asked the same question for the billionth time today.
"I wish there was Minerva I truly do, but only Harry can comeback to us when he feels it his time. All we can do is wait." Albus Dumbledore was sitting by Harry's bed, replacing the wet cloth on his forehead. His eyes hadn't twinkled for months. "Come back to us Harry, you don't know how much the world misses you" the whisper that escaped the old Professors house was barley audible.
"But it has been practically 2 months since the incident on the pitch, something is wrong even the dragons are worried. They have been circling this tower continuously since they arrived, as if they were protecting him. Have you every heard of Dragons doing something like this? Because I certainly haven't." Professor McGonagall blurt out, frustrated by the response she had recieved.
"I can only tell you what I think has happened, because much like Harry I also went through an ordeal similar to this. He has been able to perform a feat that only a handful of wizards have been able to accomplish. His magical ability has fused with his body, giving him unimaginable control over his magic. But the peculiar part is the fact that unlike all the other sorcerers, he was not born with such control. I don't know what this means, and never thought it could be possible, but lets just hope his mind is unaffected by this. . ." Dumbledore's tone lightened a great deal and a smirk emerged on his face ". . .and fore the dragons I thought that much would be clear, they can sense that Harry is a Parsletounge and have accepted him as a member of their clan. That's why they are so adamant about his protection."
McGonagall didn't respond, still trying to accept what Dumbledore had said. Finally she decided to break the silence "what about the fall of Salems School in the United States?"
"What about it?"
"I don't know maybe the fact that Jamie Evans is there."
Dumbledore stood up and gave Minerva a stern look in the eyes "She goes to Archimonds, what in Merlins name is she doing at Salems?"
"An inter-school Quiditch match" Was McGonagalls only response.
Dumbledore sat down beside Harry once again, his face significantly paler. "Gather the order Minerva."
"For what?"
"Were going on a rescue mission."
"That's absurd, risking the lives of all the Order members just for a girl. You must rethink this Headmaster."
"Minerva, Harry has done so much for our world, and has asked for nothing in return. I believe we owe him this much." Dumbledore was heading out the room "we leave at dawn."
Professor McGonagall let out a sigh and leaned over to kiss Harry on his forehead, "get well soon Harry" she whispered and followed the Headmaster out the door.
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"Where is that feeling comeing from?" Harry thought to himself. All he could see was black, no light anywhere. Ever since the incident on the Quidditch pitch all Harry could do was roam around in his own thoughts. Training to control the newfound bond between his mind, body, magic and soul. They had all intertwined into one powerful team. Working harmoniously together.
Most of Harry's time was occupied trying to find the location of the magical pattern that was similar to his. He could feel it, inside of him urging him to find it. He had scanned most of the world with his mind but to no avail. But he continued, if he could find this pattern Harry would find his hearts utmost desire. This is what his mind and heart continued to tell him, and this is what fueled him towards his goal.
Months had passed, Harry could sense it but still no sign of the person he was looking for. During the last few weeks the energy signal had a different feeling to it, as if the person were in danger. The feeling continued to grow stronger every minute and Harry's frustration was beginning to mount.
"I'm not going to lose my only chance of having a family" Harry thought. He could feel his frustration turn to anger as he struggled to find the source before it was too late. Harry's anger was growing at an alarming rate, it kept on growing until he could almost feel himself get warmer. His magic also began to react to this feeling, rising to the surface and building there, until it finally discharged into a circular wave that disappeared into the darkness of Harry's mind.
Harry could feel his magic scanning the world, trying to find the person Harry was looking for. After what felt like an eternity his magic returned to him in a bright light, that extinguished the darkness that surrounded Harry.
Harry was engulfed by his magic, his body was filled with warmth as it once again embedded itself with him. Harry could beautiful see a girl with raven black hair and emerald green eyes, sitting on a bed with several other girls huddled around her. Her robes were slightly torn and covered in dust. Harry looked into her eyes, his eyes, his mothers eyes.
With a gasp for air the world around Harry started to disappear. Pressing his lungs closed as it did. When it felt like he could no longer breath Harry shot upright gasping for air to fill his lungs, willing it to come to him, and it came.
Slowly opening his eyes the room came to focus. He was in the Hospital wing, sitting upright on his bed. "I might as well move my things in here permanently at this rate" Harry chuckled to himself. He got up and tried to walk out of the room. It felt weird, his legs, which had not been used for several months were too weak to support Harry's weight.
Harry just smiled, closing his eyes he focused on himself, pictured his muscles growing, getting stronger, back to the way they used to be. He sensed his magic working at his request, healing, growing, and fortifying his muscles.
Harry tried again, and this time his legs were able to support his weight, and felt stronger then they had ever been. He started walking out the Hospital Wing, making his way to the Dormitories. His pace quickened and progressed into a run when the memories of his stasis flowed back into his thoughts. He had to make it to Salem's Academy in New York before it was too late.
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[Authors Note] Sorry for not updating, here's chapter five, ill have 6 up shortly. I promise, in the meantime please read and review, that's what keeps me going ;p Oh and hehe left u with a bit of a cliffy. I was gonna leave it at the conversation between McGonagall and Dumbledore but I decided to give u guys a bit more because its soooo late. Peace.
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[ilo star] Dragons will be here next chapter.
[ShadowHunter] Don't worry I don't plan on making Harry evil anytime soon (or ever). But don't mistake some character changes in the future with evilness. "Hint...Hint"
[whipsnake] Guy I seriously don't know what you mean by that lol, but thanx for reviewing.
[Morph012] Wandless magic coming your way. He has already developed it, hopefully it will progress, but you never know :)
[Miranda Flairgold] Yeah the stuff with Harry and his gf was getting to hard to write. I tried to make him sound nice, but it came out corny. I ditched it this chapter but maybe something will pop up later ie: turning him into a playboy....
