I've got nothing to say so for once I'm going straight to the fic!
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As he rode Sheitan that day, he pondered about his chances in the tournament. While archery wasn't that bad and he feel that he could pass, it's the teacher that's the problem. Who knows that Theron might fail him just because he doesn't like him?
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Dinner at Klementine's abode is a quiet affair. Both occupants were deep in thoughts. Suddenly, Harry spoke.
"Sir, do you think you could help me with my archery?" Harry asked.
Klementine looked surprised for a moment and nodded in affirmative. "Why so interested?" He asked curiously. Harry shrugged and said, "Nothing. I just had an urge to do well in the tournament."
Klementine nodded and replied, "Well that's only a week away so we better start now. Tonight then?" Harry nodded and finished the rest of his meal.
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It was cold. Scratch that, it's freezing. Harry shivered and wrapped his coat tighter. The entire plane was dark; the only light came from the torches on the corridors. In the darkness, the beautiful place looked like a sinister playground. He hurried after Kaiser, not wanting to get lost in this maze.
They arrived in an empty archery court, worn with use. Kaiser snapped his fingers and the torches lit up. Harry let out a mental sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was scared of the dark, he'd come to welcome it living with the Dursleys, no, it was the fact that anything could hide and he might not see it. He supposed that the few days here made him paranoid.
Klementine turned to him and held out a bow and some arrows, "Why don't you try first? That way I'll know what you need improving on." Harry took them and fired. It landed on the target, some way below the bullseye. He blinked. Looks like practicing with advance things made the actual things easier. He fired two more and to his disgruntlement, they kept on landing below the red point, never above.
Before he could shoot his fourth arrow, Klementine stepped in. "I think I know what is the problem." He said with a calculating look on his face, "You are holding the bow directly aimed at the bullseye. Normally, if you're only a yard away from the bullseye that would work but you much further then that.
When you fired, the arrow will fly towards he bullseye but due to the distance, momentum would be lost and the arrow would drop, thus landing lower than the actual point. If you lift your bow up and aim for the spot above the bullseye, the arrow might land right in it. It depends on your calculations, a further distance would require you tilting the bow a bit higher while shorter distances would require you to tilt lower."
Harry acknowledged the lecture and tried again. To his surprise, the arrow landed only two inches away. Feeling excited, he quickly started practicing in earnest.
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The days past rather quickly with lessons rushing by. The entire week was spent cramming knowledge into his head, practicing, preparing, practicing, knowledge and you get the point.
~Day Before Tournament~ (A/N It's a holiday because people need to rest.)
"What is the proper way to hold a sword?" Klementine asked.
"You have to aim it a little sideways to the target to get it to hit." Harry answered while trying to read a book about elementals.
"Pardon?"
"What?" Harry asked confused before realizing that he'd just answered on how to properly throw a throwing star. He snapped.
"AHHHH!! I hate this! I swear if I just revise one more time, practice one more time, I'm going to get worse instead of better!"
"Why don't you go for a walk in the gardens and then come back when you've calmed down?" Klementine suggested.
Harry nodded and went into the gardens. The air was fresh and Harry took a deep breath. He starting walking along a trail and admired the flowers beside him. After walking for about fifteen minutes, he came across a stature. Now, there were lots of statures in the garden but this one is special. There's a charm on it. The woman was occasionally looking downward at the little girl beside her and the terrier, which sat at their feet, was rounding around. Harry could see a faint haze of orange surrounding the stature.
He paused and peered carefully at it. This must be the violet sight that Klementine spoke about. He can't wait to learn about it.
He continued along the path, sometimes seeing faint traces of color, sometimes seeing huge amounts.
By the time he got back, it was late afternoon but he was much calmer. When he saw Klementine, he actually whined, "Do we have to continue studying? I swear, I know all of it by heart!"
Klementine looked at him and broke into a tiny smile, "No you don't. Tell you what; let's do something fun for the rest of the day. Besides, I have something to show you." Harry let out a small cheer and followed his teacher towards a small room littered with carpets. He blinked when he saw a large basket in the center and the dog (Is it really a dog?!) Ray sitting in front of it.
It sat up once when they came in but once it saw whom it was, it sat back down again. "What is it?" Harry asked curiously, while trying not to look into the basket.
Klementine chuckled and replied, "It's his pups. The mother is out in the garden resting and Ray had the job of looking after his children. Since I've really don't need all of them and you look like you could use a companion, you can have one."
Harry was stunned and finally managed to speak, "Thank you sir." He went over and looked into the basket. There were five in total. They are all asleep with their eyes closed tightly. All of them had white fur and their paws were blue, dark blue. Suddenly, a single pup opened its eyes and looked at Harry. He let out a gasp. The baby leshire's eyes were green, as green as Harry's. There was also a hidden speck of gold within the emerald orbs.
Harry was immediately decided. "I'll take this one." He declared while carefully picking up the pup. Klementine nodded and said, "Alright. Why don't you play with your new friend for a while before dinner?"
Harry cuddled the bundle of warm to him and brought it to his room. He quickly took a bottle of milk per request and put it within reach in case it needed food. Then he took out a battle technique book and started to read. 'Why not brush up on my studies just a teenie weenie bit more?'
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Ah Ha guys! This is a little shorter than norm because I want an entire chappie dedicated to the tournament so sorry about it! I hope you like the puppy though for its going to stay with Harry for life.
~**~**~
As he rode Sheitan that day, he pondered about his chances in the tournament. While archery wasn't that bad and he feel that he could pass, it's the teacher that's the problem. Who knows that Theron might fail him just because he doesn't like him?
~**~**~
Dinner at Klementine's abode is a quiet affair. Both occupants were deep in thoughts. Suddenly, Harry spoke.
"Sir, do you think you could help me with my archery?" Harry asked.
Klementine looked surprised for a moment and nodded in affirmative. "Why so interested?" He asked curiously. Harry shrugged and said, "Nothing. I just had an urge to do well in the tournament."
Klementine nodded and replied, "Well that's only a week away so we better start now. Tonight then?" Harry nodded and finished the rest of his meal.
~**~**~
It was cold. Scratch that, it's freezing. Harry shivered and wrapped his coat tighter. The entire plane was dark; the only light came from the torches on the corridors. In the darkness, the beautiful place looked like a sinister playground. He hurried after Kaiser, not wanting to get lost in this maze.
They arrived in an empty archery court, worn with use. Kaiser snapped his fingers and the torches lit up. Harry let out a mental sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was scared of the dark, he'd come to welcome it living with the Dursleys, no, it was the fact that anything could hide and he might not see it. He supposed that the few days here made him paranoid.
Klementine turned to him and held out a bow and some arrows, "Why don't you try first? That way I'll know what you need improving on." Harry took them and fired. It landed on the target, some way below the bullseye. He blinked. Looks like practicing with advance things made the actual things easier. He fired two more and to his disgruntlement, they kept on landing below the red point, never above.
Before he could shoot his fourth arrow, Klementine stepped in. "I think I know what is the problem." He said with a calculating look on his face, "You are holding the bow directly aimed at the bullseye. Normally, if you're only a yard away from the bullseye that would work but you much further then that.
When you fired, the arrow will fly towards he bullseye but due to the distance, momentum would be lost and the arrow would drop, thus landing lower than the actual point. If you lift your bow up and aim for the spot above the bullseye, the arrow might land right in it. It depends on your calculations, a further distance would require you tilting the bow a bit higher while shorter distances would require you to tilt lower."
Harry acknowledged the lecture and tried again. To his surprise, the arrow landed only two inches away. Feeling excited, he quickly started practicing in earnest.
~**~**~
The days past rather quickly with lessons rushing by. The entire week was spent cramming knowledge into his head, practicing, preparing, practicing, knowledge and you get the point.
~Day Before Tournament~ (A/N It's a holiday because people need to rest.)
"What is the proper way to hold a sword?" Klementine asked.
"You have to aim it a little sideways to the target to get it to hit." Harry answered while trying to read a book about elementals.
"Pardon?"
"What?" Harry asked confused before realizing that he'd just answered on how to properly throw a throwing star. He snapped.
"AHHHH!! I hate this! I swear if I just revise one more time, practice one more time, I'm going to get worse instead of better!"
"Why don't you go for a walk in the gardens and then come back when you've calmed down?" Klementine suggested.
Harry nodded and went into the gardens. The air was fresh and Harry took a deep breath. He starting walking along a trail and admired the flowers beside him. After walking for about fifteen minutes, he came across a stature. Now, there were lots of statures in the garden but this one is special. There's a charm on it. The woman was occasionally looking downward at the little girl beside her and the terrier, which sat at their feet, was rounding around. Harry could see a faint haze of orange surrounding the stature.
He paused and peered carefully at it. This must be the violet sight that Klementine spoke about. He can't wait to learn about it.
He continued along the path, sometimes seeing faint traces of color, sometimes seeing huge amounts.
By the time he got back, it was late afternoon but he was much calmer. When he saw Klementine, he actually whined, "Do we have to continue studying? I swear, I know all of it by heart!"
Klementine looked at him and broke into a tiny smile, "No you don't. Tell you what; let's do something fun for the rest of the day. Besides, I have something to show you." Harry let out a small cheer and followed his teacher towards a small room littered with carpets. He blinked when he saw a large basket in the center and the dog (Is it really a dog?!) Ray sitting in front of it.
It sat up once when they came in but once it saw whom it was, it sat back down again. "What is it?" Harry asked curiously, while trying not to look into the basket.
Klementine chuckled and replied, "It's his pups. The mother is out in the garden resting and Ray had the job of looking after his children. Since I've really don't need all of them and you look like you could use a companion, you can have one."
Harry was stunned and finally managed to speak, "Thank you sir." He went over and looked into the basket. There were five in total. They are all asleep with their eyes closed tightly. All of them had white fur and their paws were blue, dark blue. Suddenly, a single pup opened its eyes and looked at Harry. He let out a gasp. The baby leshire's eyes were green, as green as Harry's. There was also a hidden speck of gold within the emerald orbs.
Harry was immediately decided. "I'll take this one." He declared while carefully picking up the pup. Klementine nodded and said, "Alright. Why don't you play with your new friend for a while before dinner?"
Harry cuddled the bundle of warm to him and brought it to his room. He quickly took a bottle of milk per request and put it within reach in case it needed food. Then he took out a battle technique book and started to read. 'Why not brush up on my studies just a teenie weenie bit more?'
~**~**~
Ah Ha guys! This is a little shorter than norm because I want an entire chappie dedicated to the tournament so sorry about it! I hope you like the puppy though for its going to stay with Harry for life.