Harry flew passed the protection charms, feeling them buzz as he left. As
soon as he was well passed them he returned to his regular form and
aparated to the Riddle House. He kept in the shadows and prayed to God
that there were no aparation wards. He didn't feel any so he assumed there
were none. Harry transformed into the Black owl and waited. He knew he
had to wait till dark so he settled himself on a branch outside one of the
larger windows.
Hours passed and only a few deatheaters went into the house. When the sun finally set Harry heard several popping noises in the graveyard and he decided it was time. He transformed back into the black phoenix and flew over to the area. Voldemort was waiting there as well as the other death eaters. When he caught sight of Harry, a thin smirk appeared on his lips. He outstretched his arm and Harry grudgingly perched on it. Voldemort's thin fingers caressed Harry's head and he had to fight a wave of nausea down.
"So, my pet, has Harry Potter met his end?"
Harry sang one note that he assumed was a yes because Voldemort began laughing maniacally. The other death eaters pointed their wands to the air and gave a loud victory cheer, although most had no clue what was going on. Voldemort stopped his laughing fit after a few minutes and began pacing.
"My death eaters, we shall now begin my reign of terror. With Potter dead, no one can stand in my way."
Sirius sat in the car in the living room. Something was wrong. He could feel it. And obviously so could Dumbledore. His blue eyes were set like two pieces of ice. Sirius could tell he was worried, not only about Harry but about the breach of the wards earlier. When they had investigated it, all they could tell was Harry had gone through.
"I need to keep a tracker on that boy."
When the sun went down and Harry still hadn't returned Sirius was beginning to get frantic. He talked to the Weasley's to see if he was there, but he wasn't. There was really no other place Harry would go, unless it was to Diagon Alley. Finally, an hour later, the door closed silently, signifying his godson's return. He was pale and looked like a vampire with his eerie green eyes and black clothes.
"And where have you been?" Sirius was extremely angry after checking to see if Harry was OK.
"Er.."
"What really interests me is how it is you managed to get passed the wards."
Harry's mouth fell open as he looked at Dumbledore. 'Damn.' But he used his shocked face to his advantage. Years with the Dursley's will teach you a few things. "I didn't know there were any wards! Are you trying to keep me in this house?!" Harry's face turned angry.
"Excuse me, but you have no right to be angry here. You worried us sick! You were gone the whole day! Not only have you not eaten but you didn't even tell us where you were going!!"
Harry looked ashamed. "Sorry. I didn't realize it was late. I must have strayed too far. It won't happen again."
Dumbledore frowned and once again Harry thought he knew more than he was saying. "The fact is, Harry, you shouldn't have been able to go through the wards in the first place. We are in an inplottable location. Where exactly did you end up?"
Luckily Harry had actually looked where he was. "Ya, I wanted to ask you about that. Why did I end up in some small village in France?" No wonder the Death Eaters can't find us, they are looking in England.
"That is because we are in France." Sirius still looked livid and Harry could tell he wasn't going to get out of this one easily.
"Harry, I'm going to have to ground you."
Harry's mouth feel open. "GROUND ME?! Why? It was an accident!!"
"Accident or not, you still didn't come back till now and it's nearly 10!"
Harry opened his mouth to argue but Dumbledore cut him off. "I'm afraid that this is not negotiable."
"Fine!" Harry stormed up to his room and closed the door. He grinned slightly at his wonderful performance. Too bad he was grounded. Suddenly, he remembered that he had to train with the magi tonight. He put on a pair of black fighting gloves that he particularly liked with missing fingers and opened the window. He stared out the window for a moment before turning around and wandlessly placing an illusion charm on his room that would show anyone who looked inside a boy sleeping peacefully in the bed. Harry dug into the trunk and took out the pendant before putting it in his pocket. He climbed out of the window and headed to where he could sense the end of the ward. He didn't want a repeat of the first time he put the necklace on.
Harry stared at the wards for a few minutes before reaching out and creating a "tear" in it. He was careful to avoid any magic that would trigger the alarm and he quickly left the protection of his home. When he was completely outside, he repaired the ward and placed the amulet over his head, instantly feeling the effects of the portkey. His feet slammed down the same room he had landed in the day before and he walked out, trying to find the others.
He met up with Sage first who looked surprised at seeing Harry, after making sure it wasn't Death himself there to take his soul. Harry chuckled a bit at this as he followed Sage to where the other magi were meeting. When he entered the room, he was almost blinded from all the light. All the other magi looked up surprised but smiled when they realized it was him.
"Harry!! I thought you weren't going to come." Merlin stood smiling, ready to shake Harry's hand.
Harry shrugged with half a smirk on his face. "Well I had some trouble with the family. I'm grounded."
"Yes we all saw that. Wonderful acting. But now we must begin with the training. For the first hour you will go with Sylvia and work with the element of water. Your great grandmother was quite the water elemental. Now hurry up, we are wasting time."
Harry followed Sylvia into another room where the walls were a light creak color and the floor, blue tiles. In the corner of the room there was a stream, big and deep enough to dive into. After looking at the room, Harry turned to his instructor and grinned. "So where do we begin?"
After 45 minutes of hard training Harry was able to make the water come out of the stream and take the form of a water dragon. In duels, elementals would use their element's fighters to battle each other. The only problem was that it was too tiring. Sylvia made him keep it up from the moment he was able to, till the last second of class, while he was manipulating more water. When class ended, Harry slumped into his chair and waited for the next instructor to come in. It turned out to be Tyrian there to teach him to control the earth. He found out very quickly that he wasn't very good with this element. Sure he could make his fighter, a giant griffin, but he had a hard time controlling it. He vowed that he would spend a lot of time with Earth.
By far the best class was with Merlin, who taught his fire and wind. He was especially skilled with these two. He spent two hours with Merlin, but within the first five minutes of class, he was able to conjure up his fighters, a phoenix and an imperial falcon, which was ten times as big as a regular falcon. He was able to hold it for the two hours also. Harry also learned that he could control lightening with great skill. The time passed quickly, with Harry learning more than he ever had before. When the time was up, Harry touched the necklace twice, like the magi had instructed him and he found himself in his room once again with the sirens on full blast.
Harry changed his clothes with a flick of his wrist into a pair of pajamas and grabbed his wand. He quickly changed the wards so they were faulty. Harry stood behind the door as the thundering footsteps of Dumbledore and Sirius drew nearer to his room. He rolled his eyes once, wondering if they thought he couldn't take care of himself. The door opened and Harry stood still until they were both in his room. Then he shut the door with a snap, his wand pointed at the two older men. They whipped around, only to find Harry. Sighing with relief, Sirius went up to him and hugged Harry tightly. Dumbledore did the same. However, he went straight to looking at the wards.
He found the faulty ward and frowned, fixing it silently. Sirius looked up at the headmaster. "What was it, Albus?"
"It seemed that the wards were faulty. I just fixed them so there shouldn't be anymore problems."
Harry smiled inwardly at that comment. He stifled a yawn but Sirius noticed. "Well I guess everyone should be getting to bed, then." The two adults left Harry's room and only after the door closed did the younger boy allow himself to smirk in satisfaction. He would have definitely done well in Slytherin. Too bad he was a Gryffindor in heart and blood.
Hours passed and only a few deatheaters went into the house. When the sun finally set Harry heard several popping noises in the graveyard and he decided it was time. He transformed back into the black phoenix and flew over to the area. Voldemort was waiting there as well as the other death eaters. When he caught sight of Harry, a thin smirk appeared on his lips. He outstretched his arm and Harry grudgingly perched on it. Voldemort's thin fingers caressed Harry's head and he had to fight a wave of nausea down.
"So, my pet, has Harry Potter met his end?"
Harry sang one note that he assumed was a yes because Voldemort began laughing maniacally. The other death eaters pointed their wands to the air and gave a loud victory cheer, although most had no clue what was going on. Voldemort stopped his laughing fit after a few minutes and began pacing.
"My death eaters, we shall now begin my reign of terror. With Potter dead, no one can stand in my way."
Sirius sat in the car in the living room. Something was wrong. He could feel it. And obviously so could Dumbledore. His blue eyes were set like two pieces of ice. Sirius could tell he was worried, not only about Harry but about the breach of the wards earlier. When they had investigated it, all they could tell was Harry had gone through.
"I need to keep a tracker on that boy."
When the sun went down and Harry still hadn't returned Sirius was beginning to get frantic. He talked to the Weasley's to see if he was there, but he wasn't. There was really no other place Harry would go, unless it was to Diagon Alley. Finally, an hour later, the door closed silently, signifying his godson's return. He was pale and looked like a vampire with his eerie green eyes and black clothes.
"And where have you been?" Sirius was extremely angry after checking to see if Harry was OK.
"Er.."
"What really interests me is how it is you managed to get passed the wards."
Harry's mouth fell open as he looked at Dumbledore. 'Damn.' But he used his shocked face to his advantage. Years with the Dursley's will teach you a few things. "I didn't know there were any wards! Are you trying to keep me in this house?!" Harry's face turned angry.
"Excuse me, but you have no right to be angry here. You worried us sick! You were gone the whole day! Not only have you not eaten but you didn't even tell us where you were going!!"
Harry looked ashamed. "Sorry. I didn't realize it was late. I must have strayed too far. It won't happen again."
Dumbledore frowned and once again Harry thought he knew more than he was saying. "The fact is, Harry, you shouldn't have been able to go through the wards in the first place. We are in an inplottable location. Where exactly did you end up?"
Luckily Harry had actually looked where he was. "Ya, I wanted to ask you about that. Why did I end up in some small village in France?" No wonder the Death Eaters can't find us, they are looking in England.
"That is because we are in France." Sirius still looked livid and Harry could tell he wasn't going to get out of this one easily.
"Harry, I'm going to have to ground you."
Harry's mouth feel open. "GROUND ME?! Why? It was an accident!!"
"Accident or not, you still didn't come back till now and it's nearly 10!"
Harry opened his mouth to argue but Dumbledore cut him off. "I'm afraid that this is not negotiable."
"Fine!" Harry stormed up to his room and closed the door. He grinned slightly at his wonderful performance. Too bad he was grounded. Suddenly, he remembered that he had to train with the magi tonight. He put on a pair of black fighting gloves that he particularly liked with missing fingers and opened the window. He stared out the window for a moment before turning around and wandlessly placing an illusion charm on his room that would show anyone who looked inside a boy sleeping peacefully in the bed. Harry dug into the trunk and took out the pendant before putting it in his pocket. He climbed out of the window and headed to where he could sense the end of the ward. He didn't want a repeat of the first time he put the necklace on.
Harry stared at the wards for a few minutes before reaching out and creating a "tear" in it. He was careful to avoid any magic that would trigger the alarm and he quickly left the protection of his home. When he was completely outside, he repaired the ward and placed the amulet over his head, instantly feeling the effects of the portkey. His feet slammed down the same room he had landed in the day before and he walked out, trying to find the others.
He met up with Sage first who looked surprised at seeing Harry, after making sure it wasn't Death himself there to take his soul. Harry chuckled a bit at this as he followed Sage to where the other magi were meeting. When he entered the room, he was almost blinded from all the light. All the other magi looked up surprised but smiled when they realized it was him.
"Harry!! I thought you weren't going to come." Merlin stood smiling, ready to shake Harry's hand.
Harry shrugged with half a smirk on his face. "Well I had some trouble with the family. I'm grounded."
"Yes we all saw that. Wonderful acting. But now we must begin with the training. For the first hour you will go with Sylvia and work with the element of water. Your great grandmother was quite the water elemental. Now hurry up, we are wasting time."
Harry followed Sylvia into another room where the walls were a light creak color and the floor, blue tiles. In the corner of the room there was a stream, big and deep enough to dive into. After looking at the room, Harry turned to his instructor and grinned. "So where do we begin?"
After 45 minutes of hard training Harry was able to make the water come out of the stream and take the form of a water dragon. In duels, elementals would use their element's fighters to battle each other. The only problem was that it was too tiring. Sylvia made him keep it up from the moment he was able to, till the last second of class, while he was manipulating more water. When class ended, Harry slumped into his chair and waited for the next instructor to come in. It turned out to be Tyrian there to teach him to control the earth. He found out very quickly that he wasn't very good with this element. Sure he could make his fighter, a giant griffin, but he had a hard time controlling it. He vowed that he would spend a lot of time with Earth.
By far the best class was with Merlin, who taught his fire and wind. He was especially skilled with these two. He spent two hours with Merlin, but within the first five minutes of class, he was able to conjure up his fighters, a phoenix and an imperial falcon, which was ten times as big as a regular falcon. He was able to hold it for the two hours also. Harry also learned that he could control lightening with great skill. The time passed quickly, with Harry learning more than he ever had before. When the time was up, Harry touched the necklace twice, like the magi had instructed him and he found himself in his room once again with the sirens on full blast.
Harry changed his clothes with a flick of his wrist into a pair of pajamas and grabbed his wand. He quickly changed the wards so they were faulty. Harry stood behind the door as the thundering footsteps of Dumbledore and Sirius drew nearer to his room. He rolled his eyes once, wondering if they thought he couldn't take care of himself. The door opened and Harry stood still until they were both in his room. Then he shut the door with a snap, his wand pointed at the two older men. They whipped around, only to find Harry. Sighing with relief, Sirius went up to him and hugged Harry tightly. Dumbledore did the same. However, he went straight to looking at the wards.
He found the faulty ward and frowned, fixing it silently. Sirius looked up at the headmaster. "What was it, Albus?"
"It seemed that the wards were faulty. I just fixed them so there shouldn't be anymore problems."
Harry smiled inwardly at that comment. He stifled a yawn but Sirius noticed. "Well I guess everyone should be getting to bed, then." The two adults left Harry's room and only after the door closed did the younger boy allow himself to smirk in satisfaction. He would have definitely done well in Slytherin. Too bad he was a Gryffindor in heart and blood.