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Lady Phoenix Slytherin
David M. Potter - I like where your coming from and I agree. Without love he could very easly either fail at defeating voldemort or even end up standing next to him (as it is it's a miracle he didn't growing up unloved, unwanted and enslaved.) I'll have to see what i can do about it. I already have some thoughts about it and I think i might be able to adjust my layout for the story and make it better. Thank you. (btw they're regular journals no evil or good posession is gonna happen sorry)
Now on with the chapter.
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Harry woke up before dawn the next morning sweaty with his scar burning. He had another vision of Voldemort. Apparently now that his presence was known, Voldemort wasn't going to sit queitly anymore. He had to watch as the dark lord and his followers attacked a small community in the english countryside. He was forced to watch as men, woman and children were cutdown. Forced to listen as Voldemort and his death eaters laughed at the blood and screaming.
This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let this happen. All this blood, all this death all because of me. Cedric died because of me. All those people in my visions died becasue of me. Sirius .... NO!!!! I spent all last summer wallowing in self pity over Cedric's death. I've spent enough time pitying myself. I won't let it happen again. I may or may not have been able to stop what has already happened, but that's in the past and it can't be changed. But I can change the future. I WILL stop Voldemort and he WILL pay. If anybody were to see him right then, nobody would think he was the same person. Gone was the scared look, the lack of confidence. The Harry Potter sitting there now looked supremely confident, sure of his purpose and had an air of power.
"Would you like breakfest up here sir?"
"AAARRRGGGHHHHH......" Harry fell out of his chair. "Would you please stop sneaking up on me ... " Lobber started to pull down his ears and looked like he was about to start apologising. "No, It's ok Lobber don't worry about it. And I'd love to have some breakfest." Lobber seemed to cheer up at that and disappeared. Note to self: Become more aware of surroundings.
Lobber returned a moment later with breakfest as Harry got back in his chair. "Thanks Lobber, by the way are any of you guys able to make clothes?" He said this while looking at his overweight cousins handme downs that he was still wearing underneath the cloak from the day before.
"Yes Sheby does sir, she can have some ready for you in an hour"
"Thanks Lobber, that's great." Lobber smiled proudly and left. Harry ate the breakfest and made his way to his room. Shedding his clothes he took a nice long hot shower to help ease his tension from lack of sleep over the last few weeks, well more like years of sleepless nights but that's neither here nor there. After cleaning up he went out to find a full set of clothes sitting on his bed. Apparently this Sheby was rather good at making clothes. Harry found his clothes were a perfect fit for him and actually were quite nice. He walked back to his study dressed in a long-sleeved dark green silk shirt, black slacks and stylish black shoes. Not something he usually wore but looked quite good in except for the glasses, he'd have to do something about that later.
Before returning to his study he stopped by the library first. He found a couple books that he hoped would confirm or deny his worry's, Blood Protections and Dark Resurection Rituals. Harry sat down at his desk with the ancient looking tomes and started to read. Sadly he found his answer and his worry's were confirmed. Voldemort could have walked right up to his room and nothing would have stopped him. Nothing can be done about that now though except strike another one up for Dumbledores wonderful "protection."
While sitting back in his chair a book caught his that was on the shelf behind his desk. Pulling the tome out he noticed the title, Advanced Protection Wards. Looking throught it he found the ward that his parents had put in place before they left. Reading up on it he found ou how it was placed, how he could adjust it and how to allow people through. While reading through he found a very promising passage:
While this ward has very promising possibilities there are also drawbacks to it. 1) It's unsuitable for high traffic places due to having to key each person to the ward. 2)It takes a vast amount of magic to cast the ward usually needing a group of wizards and witches. 3)Any magic cast within the ward cannot be monitored by bodies outside it. Therefore if by chance somebody is allowed in that has less than honorable intentions nobody will be alerted on the outside.
That certainly solves some problems. Now not only do I have a vast amount of resources to draw from and learn new magics, I can also practice them. A grin appeared on his face at the thought. Harry immediatley jumped at the opportunity and started to go through bok after book trying to learn spells, potions and enchantments of all kinds. Though he found the last to be rather difficult.
Harry spent the next 4 weeks pouring through book after book. He mainly focused on offensive and defensive spells but he branched off into other areas as well. Who knows when charming a door to slam closed when it opens or transfiguring a rock into a large log to trip someone up would come in handy. Harry even found that he was a fairly decent potion maker when he didn't have a greasy-haired bastard with dillusions of being Batman (you know stalking around with his black robes billowing behind him like an overgrown bat) breathing down his neck for no reason.
After 4 weeks of constant reading and practice he found himself even more curious about this wizard both his father and grandfather talked about in their journals. He had read that this wizard had given them whole new views on magic. Harry woke up one morning and decided that he was going to find this wizard. He hoped that the wizard would be able to help him since he helped the family in the past.
"Lobber before you go I have a question ... My father and grandfather wrote about a great wizard that they had learned a great deal from. They wrote that his name was Genshun, do you know of him by any chance?"
"Yes Sir. Your family has always spoken very highly of him."
"Do you know if he's still alive?"
"He is Sir"
"Can you take me to him after we finish breakfest?"
"Of course Sir. It would be an honor." Lobber again looked excited at being able to do something like this for him.
"Thank you Lobber. Let me finish breakfest and pack, then i'll be read to go."
"Thank you Sir I'll be there when your ready." With that Lobber disappeared.
After he finished eating Harry packed up his trunk with the clothes Sheby had been kind enough to make for him. Harry put in some books and assorted odds and ends he might need while away. After that he shrunk his trunk, putting it in his pocket, put on his cloak over his clothes, grabbed Lobber's hand who had appeared before him and they disappeared from the bedroom.
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I know this is a little short but I didn't want to get into where he go's in this chapter. Hopefully it was ok if a little quick. And don't worry i will take care of his glasses I never liked them in the first place. Anyway hope you like and thank you for the any reviews I do appreciate them especialy any thoughts you may have that might help.
Lady Phoenix Slytherin
David M. Potter - I like where your coming from and I agree. Without love he could very easly either fail at defeating voldemort or even end up standing next to him (as it is it's a miracle he didn't growing up unloved, unwanted and enslaved.) I'll have to see what i can do about it. I already have some thoughts about it and I think i might be able to adjust my layout for the story and make it better. Thank you. (btw they're regular journals no evil or good posession is gonna happen sorry)
Now on with the chapter.
~~~~~~~~~
Harry woke up before dawn the next morning sweaty with his scar burning. He had another vision of Voldemort. Apparently now that his presence was known, Voldemort wasn't going to sit queitly anymore. He had to watch as the dark lord and his followers attacked a small community in the english countryside. He was forced to watch as men, woman and children were cutdown. Forced to listen as Voldemort and his death eaters laughed at the blood and screaming.
This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let this happen. All this blood, all this death all because of me. Cedric died because of me. All those people in my visions died becasue of me. Sirius .... NO!!!! I spent all last summer wallowing in self pity over Cedric's death. I've spent enough time pitying myself. I won't let it happen again. I may or may not have been able to stop what has already happened, but that's in the past and it can't be changed. But I can change the future. I WILL stop Voldemort and he WILL pay. If anybody were to see him right then, nobody would think he was the same person. Gone was the scared look, the lack of confidence. The Harry Potter sitting there now looked supremely confident, sure of his purpose and had an air of power.
"Would you like breakfest up here sir?"
"AAARRRGGGHHHHH......" Harry fell out of his chair. "Would you please stop sneaking up on me ... " Lobber started to pull down his ears and looked like he was about to start apologising. "No, It's ok Lobber don't worry about it. And I'd love to have some breakfest." Lobber seemed to cheer up at that and disappeared. Note to self: Become more aware of surroundings.
Lobber returned a moment later with breakfest as Harry got back in his chair. "Thanks Lobber, by the way are any of you guys able to make clothes?" He said this while looking at his overweight cousins handme downs that he was still wearing underneath the cloak from the day before.
"Yes Sheby does sir, she can have some ready for you in an hour"
"Thanks Lobber, that's great." Lobber smiled proudly and left. Harry ate the breakfest and made his way to his room. Shedding his clothes he took a nice long hot shower to help ease his tension from lack of sleep over the last few weeks, well more like years of sleepless nights but that's neither here nor there. After cleaning up he went out to find a full set of clothes sitting on his bed. Apparently this Sheby was rather good at making clothes. Harry found his clothes were a perfect fit for him and actually were quite nice. He walked back to his study dressed in a long-sleeved dark green silk shirt, black slacks and stylish black shoes. Not something he usually wore but looked quite good in except for the glasses, he'd have to do something about that later.
Before returning to his study he stopped by the library first. He found a couple books that he hoped would confirm or deny his worry's, Blood Protections and Dark Resurection Rituals. Harry sat down at his desk with the ancient looking tomes and started to read. Sadly he found his answer and his worry's were confirmed. Voldemort could have walked right up to his room and nothing would have stopped him. Nothing can be done about that now though except strike another one up for Dumbledores wonderful "protection."
While sitting back in his chair a book caught his that was on the shelf behind his desk. Pulling the tome out he noticed the title, Advanced Protection Wards. Looking throught it he found the ward that his parents had put in place before they left. Reading up on it he found ou how it was placed, how he could adjust it and how to allow people through. While reading through he found a very promising passage:
While this ward has very promising possibilities there are also drawbacks to it. 1) It's unsuitable for high traffic places due to having to key each person to the ward. 2)It takes a vast amount of magic to cast the ward usually needing a group of wizards and witches. 3)Any magic cast within the ward cannot be monitored by bodies outside it. Therefore if by chance somebody is allowed in that has less than honorable intentions nobody will be alerted on the outside.
That certainly solves some problems. Now not only do I have a vast amount of resources to draw from and learn new magics, I can also practice them. A grin appeared on his face at the thought. Harry immediatley jumped at the opportunity and started to go through bok after book trying to learn spells, potions and enchantments of all kinds. Though he found the last to be rather difficult.
Harry spent the next 4 weeks pouring through book after book. He mainly focused on offensive and defensive spells but he branched off into other areas as well. Who knows when charming a door to slam closed when it opens or transfiguring a rock into a large log to trip someone up would come in handy. Harry even found that he was a fairly decent potion maker when he didn't have a greasy-haired bastard with dillusions of being Batman (you know stalking around with his black robes billowing behind him like an overgrown bat) breathing down his neck for no reason.
After 4 weeks of constant reading and practice he found himself even more curious about this wizard both his father and grandfather talked about in their journals. He had read that this wizard had given them whole new views on magic. Harry woke up one morning and decided that he was going to find this wizard. He hoped that the wizard would be able to help him since he helped the family in the past.
"Lobber before you go I have a question ... My father and grandfather wrote about a great wizard that they had learned a great deal from. They wrote that his name was Genshun, do you know of him by any chance?"
"Yes Sir. Your family has always spoken very highly of him."
"Do you know if he's still alive?"
"He is Sir"
"Can you take me to him after we finish breakfest?"
"Of course Sir. It would be an honor." Lobber again looked excited at being able to do something like this for him.
"Thank you Lobber. Let me finish breakfest and pack, then i'll be read to go."
"Thank you Sir I'll be there when your ready." With that Lobber disappeared.
After he finished eating Harry packed up his trunk with the clothes Sheby had been kind enough to make for him. Harry put in some books and assorted odds and ends he might need while away. After that he shrunk his trunk, putting it in his pocket, put on his cloak over his clothes, grabbed Lobber's hand who had appeared before him and they disappeared from the bedroom.
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I know this is a little short but I didn't want to get into where he go's in this chapter. Hopefully it was ok if a little quick. And don't worry i will take care of his glasses I never liked them in the first place. Anyway hope you like and thank you for the any reviews I do appreciate them especialy any thoughts you may have that might help.