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Hi sorry for the long wait and on a cliffy, but had been on a bit of a blocked lately and I want the story that arrives to you to be perfect. Well counting out my spelling, which brings me to a request I would like to do before your read the next chapter: On the last two chapters my beta reader seemed to have abandoned me so I would like to ask if there is any one willing to read my story before I post it. Thanks to you all, and enjoy.
CHAPTER SIX
BACK TO HOGWARTS
In the compartment came an old man with white hair and a white beard. Harry has seen many times in his youth. Every time Dudley didn't wont to go to school and said he wasn't feeling well, his ant would call this man to check on Dudley. He was always nice to Harry, and some times he secretly gave him some candy before he left the house. Harry head seen him last, in the beginning of the summer when Harry had burned his hands in a dream.
"Dr Sylvans!!" gasped Harry getting up "what are you doing here?"
"Hello Harry" he said giving him a smile and Harry gaped at him
'What is going on hear?' he thought 'how did he get on this train?' he slowly moved into the compartment, closed the door behind him and took a seat in front of Harry. Harry gaped at the doctor all the time.
"It seems that I'm going to spend some time in your company, Harry," he said "so tell me how are your hands, healed I hope"
'What the-?' he thought. "What are you doing here?" he repeated nervously
"Aren't you happy to see me Harry?" he asked sarcastically and Harry frowned "I'm hear to keep an eye on you, my boy"
"You what?" he said feeling confused "keep an eye on.me?"
"Yes. Dumbeldor asked me if I could keep an eye on you on the way to Hogwarts and I accepted" she said.
"You're a wizard?!?!" he said "but-but-"
"Relax my dear boy. Yes I'm a wizard, but I leaved amongst the muggles for some time now" said the old man
"You're a wizard.?" he whispered in disbelieve sitting down on his seat
"You gave me quite a fright when you disappeared this summer" said the older man making Harry look at him
"How do you know that?" he asked suspiciously
"Well let's say I've been keeping and eye on you for some time now." the doctor replied
Harry stayed looking at the older men in disbelief allowing the news to sink in. after few minuets of silence the disbelief turned to anger.
"You knew?!?!" said Harry in a whisper but going higher voice with every word he said "all this time. You knew I was a wizard and never told me?"
"Now pleas Harry calm down I can explain," said the doctor calmly
"What do you mean calm down?" he shouted angrily. "How do you expect me to calm down?" he shouted his voice higher every second. "When you burst into this compartment saying you're a wizard," he continued getting on his feet agene. "A wizard!! Keeping an eye on me for that meter. Knowing that I was being beaten for what I am, which I didn't even know because no one told me I'm a wizard or at least stop them from doing all those- those things to me and ruining my life"
At this doctor seemed very angry and got on his feet as well. Harry head never seen his angry expression on his old face, and this wasn't something Harry would want to experience again.
"Now get a grip on your self boy, and think before you talk" he said angrily "what did you want me to do? Ha? Tell a five-year-old boy the first time I came to your house what I am," he said angrily pushing him in a sitting position. "What good would that have done? What if you told your relatives what I told you? They probably would have beaten you for a week for that. Do you think they would have called, me the next time they needed to? I worked hard to gain their trust for me to risk. Did you think I enjoyed seeing you being treated like that for all those years? And if there was an alternative to that house we would have kept you there?" he sighed and continued in a calmer voice "I head to keep an eye on you,"
'He is right' he thought. At five years He would have told his relatives about it, and than. he didn't want to think bout it. Suddenly his expression softened and he smiled at Harry.
"I'm Sorry. your right" he said his voice not higher then a whisper.
"Its ok" said the doctor softly "I know you've went through a lot lately. Its normal that you're a bit tens" Harry nodded but stayed quiet looking outside at the fields but not really seeing them.
After few minuets of silence he looked up at the older man and said: "Dr Sylvans why did I need all that protection when Voldemort had lost his body. He couldn't harm anyone anymore. Could he?" he asked
"Well Harry. You-know-who had a lot of faithful followers. Some of them went in search for you, and you don't need a genus to figure out what they would have done to you if they did find you"
"So you came at privet drive to keep watch on me?" he asked
"Yes. And Albus performed some protective charm on the house before he left you to the Dursleys" he said.
Harry turned to look out side the window once more. 'Another person worrying about me' he thought. There was complete silence for some time, before Dr Sylvans stood up and left the compartment leaving Harry alone with his thoughts. He came back in the compartment with some ice-cold pumpkin juice and some caldron pastes for them to eat and he handed some to Harry.
"I'm sorry if I caused trouble to you this summer" he said not looking at him
"It didn't cause any trouble my boy," he said "its only my job" he continued smiling
The rest of the trip wasn't so bad as he head thought it would be. It turned out that Dr Sylvans was a student at Hogwarts and was a Gryffindor. Dr Sylvans and Harry talked about Hogwarts and his friends, and after some time he started telling Harry stories of Quidditch mach's he had played in his youth "long time ago" he had said. At that time the brooms were not fast as they were now, but the game would turn quite violent if the seeker takes long to catch the Snitch. Harry enjoyed so much talking to her that he didn't notice that out side was dark and that the train head stopped.
The darkness at the station was pitch black. The only source of light that Harry could see was the sparkling windows from Hogsmade on the other side of the station. Harry fund a small trolley and loaded his things on it, and made his way outside the station followed by Dr Sylvans. Waiting for them out side the station there was a carriage, ready to take them to Hogwarts. A small lamp on the side to the carriage illuminated the creatures that were tied between shafts. He supposed he would have called these creatures horses, though there was something reptilian about them. They were completely fleshless, their black coat clinging to their skeletons, of which every bone was visible. Their heads were dragonish and there pupil- less eyes white and staring. Wings sprouted from each wither- vast, black leathery wings.
"Harry is something wrong?. what are you looking at?" asked the old men behind him
Harry looked at him and noted that he seemed not to notice the eerie looking horses. Some voice in his head told him not to pres on the matter, and so he did. He shrugged and went to load their lugged on the carriage
The small lamp on the side to the carriage gave them enough light for them to load their tings on the carriage. So Harry first dragged his trunk and loaded it on the carriage and then helped Dr Sylvans with his. Once all their tings were safely on the carriage they climbed inside and the coach set off. The carriage trundled passed the magnificent wrought-iron gates, and along the sloping drive up on its way to the castle.
When the carriage stopped Harry jumped out, and got a good look at the front doors. 'I'm back' he thought
"'Allo there 'arry" said a booming voice from behind him
Harry turned to see who it was, but when he did he fund himself in a bone- crushing embrace.
"Hi Hagrid" said Harry's muffed voice form Hagrid's embrace
"It's so nice to see yeh 'arry" he said after releasing Harry and drying a tear with the back of his hand.
"Nice to be back Hagrid" said Harry giving him a wide grin.
"Hallo Hagrid, it's been long since the last time I've seen you" said Dr Sylvans
"O' welcome back Alan" said Hagrid "the 'eadmaster is waiting for yeh in the office. I suggest that we go see 'im now. Don't worry about yeh'r tings, they will be take care of"
They followed Hagrid up staircases and through long corridors on their way to the headmaster's office. Harry noticed that Hagrid was taking the longest way to the headmaster's office, but then thought that Hagrid would never manage to pass from the narrow shortcut passages of the castle.
After what seemed miles of walking they arrived in front of the gargoyle statue in front of the secret entrance to the headmaster's office. Hagrid gave the statue the password "lemon strawberries" and the statue jumped out of the way reviling the staircase. Once in front the large oak doors of Dumbledore's office Hagrid knocked, and a voice invited them in.
"Ah welcome back Harry. Alan. Pleas take a seat" said the headmaster as soon as they entered. "Some tea?"
Harry and Dr Sylvans took an armchair in front of professor Dumbledore's desk and Hagrid stayed standing behind Harry.
"Yes pleas Albus, some tea would be appreciated" said Dr Sylvans
"No sugar with some lemon, if I recall" said the old professor and the old doctor nodded and he looked at Harry "Harry?"
"No tea thanks professor" said Harry
Dumbledore waved his wand and a tray with there tea appeared on his desk. Professor Dumbledore took a sip from his tea before he spoke again.
"I presume every thing went smoothly on your way hear" said Dumbledore and Dr Sylvans nodded. "Now Harry," said Dumbledore turning on Harry "While you are here, until all the stuff returns from their holidays I don't want you to leave the school alone. If you feel the need to go on the school grounds ask Hagrid, or Severus when he returns tomorrow, to accompany you" at this Harry eyebrow went up. He doubted that professor Snape would accompany him to go anywhere even if his life depended on it. "If you like in the evenings you can go with Hagrid at the three broomsticks to have some fun. If its not a problem for you Hagrid?" he said looking over his half moon glasses at Hagrid.
"No 'eadmaster. 'arry can come with me any time he wants" said Hagrid happily and Harry gave him a wide smile
"Good. your still on holiday after all," said Dumbledore looking back at Harry. "Now you will have to sleep in your house dormitory. I have instructed the house elf's to take your meals in the common room for you. If you need to do any work you can use the library and classrooms" he said and handed Harry a small golden key and Harry took it confused. "That is the key for library. Pleas return it to madam Pince when she returns back" he said and Harry nodded. "Now if you don't have any questions I suggest that you go to your common room, some food is already waiting for you. The password for the Gryffindor tower is 'Pig snout'. A good nights rest will do you good as well; some dreamless potion is ready on your bedside table. Severus will supply some for you every night. And tomorrow after your morning run if you want you can accompany Hagrid to Hogsmade to collect some important items for me there."
"Err.professor.but if I cant go out alone how will-" said Harry but was interrupted.
"Don't worry, Harry, There is a simple solution to that," said the old professor. "Here at Hogwarts We have a small training hall that you can use. Its not been used in more than two hundred years. You can use it every morning if you like. It's on the fifth floor on the western part of the castle. I will have it prepared and send the key to you in the morning"
"Thanks professor" said Harry
"Good, be at the front doors at ten" said the old man "Hagrid will be waiting for you there"
Harry nodded happily and got up to leave "Thanks and good night sir"
"Good night Harry," said Dumbledore and Harry nodded and left the office.
"Night Harry" said Dr Sylvans, and Hagrid nodded at Harry before he left the office.
Walking silently through the dark corridors to the Gryffindors common room, Harry was feeling that he shouldn't be there. The people in the paintings on the wall kept staring at him; even the walls seemed to know that he shouldn't be there. He was glad when he finally arrived in front the portrait hole.
"Isn't it too early for school?" asked the fat lady
"I'm staying here for the rest of the holiday," said Harry
"I see. Well, password?" she asked
"Pig snout" said Harry and the portrait swing open reviling the entrance to the Gryffindor tower.
Harry climbed through the portrait hole and looked around at the empty common room. It looked like always with its tapestries embroidered with the Gryffindor lion on them and all the warmth of the red and golden colors. But something was missing there, and suddenly he felt sadly alone. In that moment he missed his friends like never before.
Forcing him-self to walk away from the portrait hole he went to a table in the middle of the common room, which head some food and some pumpkin juice waiting for him. He quietly ate his meal and ran to the fifth year dormitory, changed in to his pajama pants and drained the small flask of dream les sleep potion letting himself fall in to the welcoming slumber.
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After Harry left Dumbledore's office Dr Sylvans turned on the headmaster.
"So are you finally going to tell me why did you bring the boy here for the rest of the summer? He would have been perfectly protected with the Weasleys at the protection house.it was only for a few weeks"
Dumbledore sighed and looked at Fawkes on his perched before replying to the old doctor.
"I told you what happened a month ago after Harry arrived at privet drive" said the old men not taking his eyes off Fawkes and Dr Sylvans nodded "well I didn't tell you every thing that that spell did to him, neither did I tell him"
"What do you mean, you didn't tell me everything that happened?" asked Dr Sylvans "What did that spell do to him? What did Voldemort do to that poor kid?"
Dumbledore sighed again and looked more worried than any one head aver seen him "as I told you before, that night Voldemort did very powerful, very old dark magic on the boy. Voldemort induced some of his ideals in Harry so it would be easier to convert the boy to his side. Luckily the spell failed causing a different effect on the boy. But. Harry sill has part of Voldemort in him. Always make him doubt his actions, his allies, and his friends. Voldomort may have failed the spell and I doubt Harry will ever join him willingly, but if he manages to corrupt the boy." the headmaster stopped and sighed before continuing. "If he manages to corrupt the boy we will be facing the most powerful dark wizard that ever existed, and the world as we know it will end, and I'm afraid he has already started to corrupt the boy"
Dr Sylvans was looking at the headmaster in horror and Hagrid burred his face in his hands and was sobbing silently.
"Isn't there anything we can do to help him? A spell? A potion? Anything at all?"
At this Dumbledore shook his head sadly "we can only hope Harry manages to fight the spell back and free himself. The only thing we can do is to help him keep his loyalty and trust in the ones he loves. That's why I wonted him here to keep an eye on him and be there if any thing happens. If he looses his friends it will be all lost. I also need to keep an eye on his new powers, that spell made them appear sooner than they should have and when the elemental control show up he will not have much control on them. He could easily destroy the castle without wanting to"
"So he can't control elements yet?" asked the old man
"Not yet. The shadow we saw here was only the fist sine that his powers are awakening," said the old professor
For the rest of the night none of them slept well, thinking abut a very kind hatred boy being corrupted in to the most terrible dark lord that ever head existed at all times.
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The next morning fund Harry running in the hallways of the Castle to the training room. He got up quite late this morning and he only got an hour and a half before he needs to meet Hagrid.
After few minutes of running, Harry fund himself facing an enormous wooden door. It was decorated with a silver sword and a shield, and Undernet there was an engraving of two knights fighting with their swords, like every portrait in Hogwarts they were moving. They were engaged in a fearless battle, showing all there skill as fighters.
Harry took few second to watch them fight before puling out his key from his pocket and inserted it in the keyhole, and slowly turned it. Immediately the lock clicked and the door slowly started to swing open, inviting Harry to go in.
Stepping inside Harry found himself in an enormous room, nearly as big as the Quidditch pitch. The floor was all made of polished wood and various tapestries with different crest's decorated the walls. On each corners of the hall there was a banner baring one of the four-house crest. A lion standing on its rear lags and holding a silver sword in it's mouth was embroidered on a red and golden banner for Gryffindor. On a yellow and black banner there was a badger carrying a golden arrow in his mouth for Hufflepuff. On the other side of the hall a blue and silver banner head a raven preached on a shield planted in to the ground embroidered on it for Ravenclaw. And in the last corner embroidered on a green and silver banner there was a snake circling a silver dagger for Slytherin.
Next to every window and the door there was full plate armor on each side, like there were guarding them. On the wall opposite side of the windows there was a vast selection of weapons perfectly maintained, arranged on the wall, and next to the weapons there was a small bookcase with books on different stiles of fighting, weapon types, and weapons maintenance. On the far side of the hall there were different type of armor hanging on the wall, and they too looked perfectly maintained.
Not wanting to waste time gaping at the room, Harry started his morning run around the room, looking at the tapestries and weapons as he passed in front of them.
After three laps around the room something reflecting the morning sunlight coming from the windows couth his eyes. The reflection was coming form the bookcase. Harry couth by his curiosity immediately walked to the bookcase to investigate. As he moved closer the thing that was reflecting the light, turned out to be the silver decoration of a book. The tome was quite large made from thick leather and a small silver sword attached to its spine. The small silver sword reminded Harry of griffindors's sword he himself head pulled out of the sorting hat.
Harry reached out a tentative hand to get the tome, but when he touched it a strange light came out to the book and surrounded Harry.
When the light faded the book was gone from its place.
"Where did it go?" he said to himself.
Harry didn't have time to dwell on what happened to the book, because he felt a presence closing behind him. When he turned he saw a glimmering blade moving at grate speed towards his head. Took over by his instinct Harry dodged and rolled away from his attacker and puling out his wand from the holster on his forearm in the process.
"Hmm, not bad" a voce said from were his attacker was "you sensed me coming from behind you, and you have good reflexes. You have the poetical of becoming a good fighter"
Harry looked up and pointed his wand in the directions the voice came from. There was a young man holding a silver sword on his side in one hand, and in the other holding a helmet. He was wearing some kind of fighting gear made of black leather, his long blond hear tide in a ponytail brought out his young face with brown eyes.
"Who are you?" asked Harry angrily, and the man started to laugh
"I'm your teacher on your selected subject.long-sword fighting" the man answered.
"You what?" gasped Harry still pointing his wand at the figure in front of him.
The man laughed once more "haven't you ever seen a book instructor before boy" he said
"A what?" asked Harry Feeling stupid by the second.
"A book instructor" the man replied "all these books are enchanted to take physical form when touched so it would be easier to teach the subject in question which is long-sword fighting for you"
Harry only dumbly stared at him
"Now to start your first lesson" started the man lifting his sword showing it to Harry "this.is.a.sword," said the instructor like Harry was mentally retarded.
"I know it's a sword I'm not stupid," said Harry angrily coming back to his senses
"Then go get a sword, and stop acting like one," The instructor sneered at Harry
Harry looked at him suspiciously for few seconds then sheeted his wand back on his forearm, and slowly moved to were all the weapons were kept not knowing what to do but do what he was told. 'This could be useful' he thought stopping in font of the weapons 'a war is starting and not many wizards know how to fight with a sword. Who knows in what situation it might come in use'.
Forcing himself from his thoughts Harry looked at the large selection of weapons. There were daggers, short, long, bastard and great swords, two- bladed sword, scimitars, rapiers, different sizes of maces and flails, axes of different types, short, long and composite bows, spears, and a very dutifully carved staff.
Harry looked for the long-sword type of weapons, jugging which one would suet him best. Finally he decided on one, which head a slimmer blade than the others. Its grip was covered in soft leather, and its guard protected his hand completely.
"Hmm. At least u can chose a good sword for your self. Your not completely hopeless" said the irritating instructor
He was really gating on Harry's nerves, and reminded he of a greasy git of a potions master
"I hate you," said Harry simply
"That's a good start," said the instructor with a sneer "Now defend yourself" and he lunched at Harry
Surprising him-self after ten minuets of attacks, Harry head parried most of the instructor's attacks and dogged the others only earning himself only few scratches and burses. At the end he was panting heavily from all the effort.
"Very good. You move well enough but we still need to work a lot on your defence. And you need to start and try to attack your opponent or you will never win a fight only on defence" said the instructor this time with a sneer.
Harry was still panting hard but managed to say. "You.you tried.to.kill me!!"
"Kill you?? I don't think I can see any blood," the instructor said laughing. "Any way" he continued becoming very serious "if I wanted to kill you, you would have been already dead. You put too much force when you parry, that leaves you open and unbalanced for my next attack, which some times you managed to doge but that tires you. As I said you have potential but need to learn to control your sword"
Harry thought for a second and asked "will I become as good as you" and the instructor laughed
"Good as me?" the instructor laughed agene. "You can be much better then I am. I am only a book, and I will only do the things the book says. To the contrary of yourself I can't improve but you can. If you want to learn I can teach you to become a muster swordsmen but it will be up to you to improve"
"yes I want you to teach me" said Harry making up his mind
"Good I will see you on your next lesson then" said the instructor "if your up to it" he added with a sneer. And Harry glared at him, but only found white light in his place
When the light disappeared the instructor was gone and the book was back in his place. After allowing himself some more minutes to rest Harry headed to the common room to take a shower and gat ready to meet Hagrid in font of the grate hall. He didn't have much time, he head spent more time then he intended to in the training hall so now he only head few minutes to get ready and meet Hagrid.
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"ahh there yeh are 'arry. I was starting to think yeh didn't want to come with me," said Hagrid as Harry came running down the sires. He was wearing a pear of black pants and a gray sleeve les shirt. Aescul was wrapped around his neck hidden under the shirt.
"Sorry.Hagrid" panted Harry skidding to a stop in front of the half giant "lost.track of.time in the.training hall"
"Its ok 'arry now calm yeh'r self. 'ogsmade will still be there if we are a bit late" said the men winking at Harry
"Thanks. I'm ok now" Harry assured his friend, and Hagrid nodded
Slowly Harry and Hagrid made their way trough Hgwarst grounds, and then along the countryside surrounding the village. The day was quite hot, but the light breeze mad the walk to Hogsmade enjoyable.
When they reached the village Harry took a good look around. It was all as he remembered it to be. The small shops full of people making there purchases, kids peering on to the display windows of Honeydukes or Zonko's, smaller kids enjoying there freedom from school running around, young couples enjoying the company of each otter in the sun. It was the perfect day to go out and enjoy yourself. And Harry was going to do that.
After Harry and Hagrid went around some shops collecting various packages for the headmaster, they decided to have lunch at the three broomsticks. Harry enjoyed greatly his meal talking to Hagrind, and when madam Rosmerta joined them she started telling Harry about all the things his father did when he was still at school. When telling the stories madam Rosmerta seemed to keep avoiding saying someone's name, and this made Harry a little bit sad, because he know who's that name was, and he was innocent.
After lunch Hagred head one last place to visit, and Harry was looking forward to it. The silver forge was a small blacksmiths shop attached to a small cottage quite apart from the rest of the houses in the village. The cottage seemed to be made to house some one very short. The shop which took a grate part of the lower level of the house was the only part of the building that had the ceiling high enough for a normal men to stand strait, but it still wasn't high enough for Hagrid who had to bend forward to go in.
The main attraction in the shop was the large forge in the center of the shop, which head three flaming mouths awaiting the metal to be heated upon. Around the forge stood long workbenches with peaces of metal half processed and tools. On the right side of the shop Harry could see sheets and bars of every type of metal Harry could think of and more. On the opposite side there was some kind of storage room. It was full of every thing that could be forged out of a peace of metal. On the back of the shop there was a large mouton of coal ready to be fed to the flaming forge.
From a small door nearly blocked by large bars of metal, came out a small man holding a large tankard full of what looked like mead. This small men, strangely reminded, Harry of the small ugly dwarves that three years ago where hired by Gilderoy Lockhart to deliver valentine cards around the school.
"Err Hagrid is that a dwarf?" Harry asked in a whisper
"Yes, 'e came here fifty years ago when he was only two 'undred years old. leaved 'ear ever since" answered Hagrid
'Two Hundred fifty years old?' thought Harry in awe. Come to think about it, Harry didn't know any thing about the dwarves, and for all he know a dwarf could leave for a thousands years. Harry looked once more at the small men. He had a large bushy gray beard and hair that hid most of his face like the one Hagrid head. He was wearing a pear of dirty old brown trousers and a black shirt. On top of his clothes he was wearing a large leather apron with various tools poking out of its pockets.
"Ahh Hagrid. Came to collect the enchanted wheels for Albus I presume?" said the dwarf placing the tankard on one of the working bench
"Yes. Me and young 'arry here have been running around 'ogsmade all day" said Hagrid
Suddenly the dwarf seemed to notice Harry's presence and moved closer to Harry. The dwarf was Frowning and glaring at Harry disapprovingly. After few seconds he looked in Harry's eyes, searching the emerald depths within them. After few long silent minuets Harry decided he didn't like this dwarf very much. He was giving Harry the creeps, and it looked like the dwarf knew something about Harry that the rest of the world didn't know. Finally the dwarf smiled braking the tens moment that formed between them.
"Welcome to my house Mr. Potter. Its nice to meet you" said the old dwarf
"N-Nice to meet you too sir" said Harry shyly and the dwarf smiled.
The dwarf turned on Hagrid "well the wheels are at the back I'll be back in a moment" said the old dwarf and went back through the small door
When the dwarf left, Harry started looking around the place. Looking at the strange stuff in the storage area, he noticed some dutifully forged swords and other different type of weapons. There were also large barrels of nails and horseshoes and some strange equipment Harry had never seen.
Suddenly something shining couth Harry's eye, and some kind of force seemed to be calling him to were the metal was stored. Harry moved closer, leaving the strange pull take him to the source if it. There was the strangest type of metal Harry head ever seen. It was a long thick strip of what looked like some kind of silver, but when Harry moved closer smoke seemed to start swirl inside the metal.
"Good choice there Mr. Potter" said a voice behind him.
Harry turned around to see that the dwarf head returned and was looking at Harry curiously.
"Err I'm sorry sir. I was only looking around and-" said Harry but was cut off by the dwarf
"There's nothing to be sorry about Mr. Potter," said the dwarf. He looked at the strip of metal and said "anyway. That peace of metal is the most valuable you will find in this shop. It's Elvin metal you know. The strongest metal in existence"
Harry looked with awe at the long strip of silver. That silver had some kind of pull over him, but Harry couldn't determine what it was. All he could do was stare at it.
"This type of metal has other qualities as well," continued the dwarf as he picked the silver strip to give Harry a better look.
"What qualities?" asked Harry looking fascinated by it.
"You see Mr. Potter Elvin metal has power of its own. Once the metal has been forged the blacksmith infuses the product with one spell of his choice. That particular spell can then be cast through the item at will without an incantation and with the item's own power which is quite powerful"
The dwarf placed the strip back to its place and left Harry staring at the swirling within the silver. He moved to Hagrid to give him what they head came for. Harry ignored what was happening behind him and kept staring at the silver.
"Elvin metal!! Did the house elf's do it?" Harry thought aloud
From behind him the dwarf burst in to laughter and Harry looked at him frowning
"Don't let an elf hear you compeer them to those servant creatures, they would kill you." he laughed, and Harry looked puzzled at him "Elf's are Very proud you see, one of the oldest races on earth. They were good magical craftsman, muster swordsmen and archers, and head very powerful magic. But many century's ago the elf's and the dwarf's fought a grate war, which nearly caused the extinction of both our races. Stupid old rivalry!! And what did it achieve? Nothing at all! That's when we fled in to the mountains and the elf's had magically concealed there lend from any one except there race"
"You don't seem to hate them," said Harry looking with awe at the dwarf now
"I knew one who was deferent from them. Maybe because he was not a pure elf or maybe because he would never consider himself superior to any one" said the dwarf looking pensive "but he was so powerful! Even the elves feared and respected him, as did I. A very good friend he was"
"I'm really sorry sir I didn't mean to remind you of old sad memories" apologized Harry and the dwarf looked sadly at hurry before a smile appeared on his face
"Don't worry Mr. Potter. He will come back very soon. It was he who gave me that metal just before he left. It has been there ever since awaiting the one who will feel called to it," said the old dwarf looking at Harry in a staring way.
Harry stayed silent after that deep in thoughts. Was he being called to the metal, and if he was, what did it mean to him. Harry didn't realize that he and Hagrid had left the silver forge and were headed to Hogwarts until Hagrid spoke puling Harry back to the living.
"'Arry are yeh all right" asked Hagread as they were passing the outskirts of the forbidden forest.
"Yes I'm fine" laid Harry
"Yeh look awfully worried 'arry" said Hagrid
"Oh. I'm only a bit tirade," replied Harry.
"yah it has been one of these day's ay 'arry" said Hagrid and Harry nodded "a good night's rest will get yeh up and runin' a 'ar.did yeh hear that 'arry?" said Hagrid looking in to the forest.
"I didn't hear any thing," said Harry
"It sounds like someone's cryin'" said the older men "listen"
Harry stopped and tried not to make any sound listening to the forest. Hagrid was right, it sounded like someone or something was crying deep into the forest.
"it's comin' from the forest. Come on 'arry follow me" said the half giant running in to the forest.
"Wait for me Hagrid" called Harry after him trying to fallow him.
When Harry caught up with Hagrid he saw him kneeling next to something. Whines were coming from it, echoing on the trees making them sound like human cries. Harry moved closer to see what was it, and saw it was a wolf. It had Beautiful silver long fur shining in the light that filtered trough the leaves, and golden sad eyes where looking at him.
"Probably caught off grad by a troll. It would die to protect its cub," said Hagrid
Only then did Harry see the large gash on its chest, and the small gray pup close by, tears in its eyes. The seen was very sad; the wolf mother was dieing leaving its pup orphan. Orphan like himself. 'It would die to protect its pup' he thought. The same thing his mother did.
Harry didn't know what made him do it, or even deciding to do it.
"NO 'ARRY DON'T TUCH IT" shouted Hagrid
It was too late. Harry had already picked up the pup and was holding it close to his chest protectively. In that instant the small cub started emitting silver light that surrounded them. Harry felt a surge of power pass trough him leaving something as it passed. When the silver light started to fade Harry felt very weak and know no more.
A/N
There you are, Hope you liked this chapter even if I ended it with a big cliffy, (he he I'm evil.very evil) well I hope you'll forgive me when I'll post my next chapter, hopefully by next weekend if not the weekend after that.
Thanks for your reviews
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chicanosurfer01: sorry for making you wait, I will try to u/d sooner. As for Harry stuttering when he sees Ginny. The effects of the spell that were left on Harry had made all his emotions go haywire for some time. Dumbledore says so as well, and the seen when Sirius announces that he will be leaving Harry was all because of that. I think that made Harry stutter when he saw Ginny during the summer, (well some credit goes to Harry as well ""shhh" he is staring to feel something for her"")
Casey: thanks for your reviews. I thin your right I did take long to u/d and I'm sorry for that I will try do better. At least I hope you enjoyed the finished product
h2opologal: there you go a new chapter.. ho no look a new cliffy (he he I'm evil I know I know.) pleas forgive me I will try to u/d soon.
Kaye(): I know the cliffy was evil. Sorry for the mistakes I need a beta reader for that but I'll try not to make any in the first please.
crystal wolf1: I'm glad you like it so far
AlL rOaDs LeAd To HeLl: I had the idea of Harry having a snake pet from some fic I've read before, and wonted to put it in my fic. As for your advice I really appreciated it and as you can see I followed it. Thanks
chris-warren876: well as I explained to chicanosurfer01 it was all the effect from the spell that made Harry act like that, it was meant for Harry to bee out of character like that. Personally I don't think Harry will ever cry in front of outer ppl if he can help it. As for malfoy (I'm evil.very evil) ....
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Hi sorry for the long wait and on a cliffy, but had been on a bit of a blocked lately and I want the story that arrives to you to be perfect. Well counting out my spelling, which brings me to a request I would like to do before your read the next chapter: On the last two chapters my beta reader seemed to have abandoned me so I would like to ask if there is any one willing to read my story before I post it. Thanks to you all, and enjoy.
CHAPTER SIX
BACK TO HOGWARTS
In the compartment came an old man with white hair and a white beard. Harry has seen many times in his youth. Every time Dudley didn't wont to go to school and said he wasn't feeling well, his ant would call this man to check on Dudley. He was always nice to Harry, and some times he secretly gave him some candy before he left the house. Harry head seen him last, in the beginning of the summer when Harry had burned his hands in a dream.
"Dr Sylvans!!" gasped Harry getting up "what are you doing here?"
"Hello Harry" he said giving him a smile and Harry gaped at him
'What is going on hear?' he thought 'how did he get on this train?' he slowly moved into the compartment, closed the door behind him and took a seat in front of Harry. Harry gaped at the doctor all the time.
"It seems that I'm going to spend some time in your company, Harry," he said "so tell me how are your hands, healed I hope"
'What the-?' he thought. "What are you doing here?" he repeated nervously
"Aren't you happy to see me Harry?" he asked sarcastically and Harry frowned "I'm hear to keep an eye on you, my boy"
"You what?" he said feeling confused "keep an eye on.me?"
"Yes. Dumbeldor asked me if I could keep an eye on you on the way to Hogwarts and I accepted" she said.
"You're a wizard?!?!" he said "but-but-"
"Relax my dear boy. Yes I'm a wizard, but I leaved amongst the muggles for some time now" said the old man
"You're a wizard.?" he whispered in disbelieve sitting down on his seat
"You gave me quite a fright when you disappeared this summer" said the older man making Harry look at him
"How do you know that?" he asked suspiciously
"Well let's say I've been keeping and eye on you for some time now." the doctor replied
Harry stayed looking at the older men in disbelief allowing the news to sink in. after few minuets of silence the disbelief turned to anger.
"You knew?!?!" said Harry in a whisper but going higher voice with every word he said "all this time. You knew I was a wizard and never told me?"
"Now pleas Harry calm down I can explain," said the doctor calmly
"What do you mean calm down?" he shouted angrily. "How do you expect me to calm down?" he shouted his voice higher every second. "When you burst into this compartment saying you're a wizard," he continued getting on his feet agene. "A wizard!! Keeping an eye on me for that meter. Knowing that I was being beaten for what I am, which I didn't even know because no one told me I'm a wizard or at least stop them from doing all those- those things to me and ruining my life"
At this doctor seemed very angry and got on his feet as well. Harry head never seen his angry expression on his old face, and this wasn't something Harry would want to experience again.
"Now get a grip on your self boy, and think before you talk" he said angrily "what did you want me to do? Ha? Tell a five-year-old boy the first time I came to your house what I am," he said angrily pushing him in a sitting position. "What good would that have done? What if you told your relatives what I told you? They probably would have beaten you for a week for that. Do you think they would have called, me the next time they needed to? I worked hard to gain their trust for me to risk. Did you think I enjoyed seeing you being treated like that for all those years? And if there was an alternative to that house we would have kept you there?" he sighed and continued in a calmer voice "I head to keep an eye on you,"
'He is right' he thought. At five years He would have told his relatives about it, and than. he didn't want to think bout it. Suddenly his expression softened and he smiled at Harry.
"I'm Sorry. your right" he said his voice not higher then a whisper.
"Its ok" said the doctor softly "I know you've went through a lot lately. Its normal that you're a bit tens" Harry nodded but stayed quiet looking outside at the fields but not really seeing them.
After few minuets of silence he looked up at the older man and said: "Dr Sylvans why did I need all that protection when Voldemort had lost his body. He couldn't harm anyone anymore. Could he?" he asked
"Well Harry. You-know-who had a lot of faithful followers. Some of them went in search for you, and you don't need a genus to figure out what they would have done to you if they did find you"
"So you came at privet drive to keep watch on me?" he asked
"Yes. And Albus performed some protective charm on the house before he left you to the Dursleys" he said.
Harry turned to look out side the window once more. 'Another person worrying about me' he thought. There was complete silence for some time, before Dr Sylvans stood up and left the compartment leaving Harry alone with his thoughts. He came back in the compartment with some ice-cold pumpkin juice and some caldron pastes for them to eat and he handed some to Harry.
"I'm sorry if I caused trouble to you this summer" he said not looking at him
"It didn't cause any trouble my boy," he said "its only my job" he continued smiling
The rest of the trip wasn't so bad as he head thought it would be. It turned out that Dr Sylvans was a student at Hogwarts and was a Gryffindor. Dr Sylvans and Harry talked about Hogwarts and his friends, and after some time he started telling Harry stories of Quidditch mach's he had played in his youth "long time ago" he had said. At that time the brooms were not fast as they were now, but the game would turn quite violent if the seeker takes long to catch the Snitch. Harry enjoyed so much talking to her that he didn't notice that out side was dark and that the train head stopped.
The darkness at the station was pitch black. The only source of light that Harry could see was the sparkling windows from Hogsmade on the other side of the station. Harry fund a small trolley and loaded his things on it, and made his way outside the station followed by Dr Sylvans. Waiting for them out side the station there was a carriage, ready to take them to Hogwarts. A small lamp on the side to the carriage illuminated the creatures that were tied between shafts. He supposed he would have called these creatures horses, though there was something reptilian about them. They were completely fleshless, their black coat clinging to their skeletons, of which every bone was visible. Their heads were dragonish and there pupil- less eyes white and staring. Wings sprouted from each wither- vast, black leathery wings.
"Harry is something wrong?. what are you looking at?" asked the old men behind him
Harry looked at him and noted that he seemed not to notice the eerie looking horses. Some voice in his head told him not to pres on the matter, and so he did. He shrugged and went to load their lugged on the carriage
The small lamp on the side to the carriage gave them enough light for them to load their tings on the carriage. So Harry first dragged his trunk and loaded it on the carriage and then helped Dr Sylvans with his. Once all their tings were safely on the carriage they climbed inside and the coach set off. The carriage trundled passed the magnificent wrought-iron gates, and along the sloping drive up on its way to the castle.
When the carriage stopped Harry jumped out, and got a good look at the front doors. 'I'm back' he thought
"'Allo there 'arry" said a booming voice from behind him
Harry turned to see who it was, but when he did he fund himself in a bone- crushing embrace.
"Hi Hagrid" said Harry's muffed voice form Hagrid's embrace
"It's so nice to see yeh 'arry" he said after releasing Harry and drying a tear with the back of his hand.
"Nice to be back Hagrid" said Harry giving him a wide grin.
"Hallo Hagrid, it's been long since the last time I've seen you" said Dr Sylvans
"O' welcome back Alan" said Hagrid "the 'eadmaster is waiting for yeh in the office. I suggest that we go see 'im now. Don't worry about yeh'r tings, they will be take care of"
They followed Hagrid up staircases and through long corridors on their way to the headmaster's office. Harry noticed that Hagrid was taking the longest way to the headmaster's office, but then thought that Hagrid would never manage to pass from the narrow shortcut passages of the castle.
After what seemed miles of walking they arrived in front of the gargoyle statue in front of the secret entrance to the headmaster's office. Hagrid gave the statue the password "lemon strawberries" and the statue jumped out of the way reviling the staircase. Once in front the large oak doors of Dumbledore's office Hagrid knocked, and a voice invited them in.
"Ah welcome back Harry. Alan. Pleas take a seat" said the headmaster as soon as they entered. "Some tea?"
Harry and Dr Sylvans took an armchair in front of professor Dumbledore's desk and Hagrid stayed standing behind Harry.
"Yes pleas Albus, some tea would be appreciated" said Dr Sylvans
"No sugar with some lemon, if I recall" said the old professor and the old doctor nodded and he looked at Harry "Harry?"
"No tea thanks professor" said Harry
Dumbledore waved his wand and a tray with there tea appeared on his desk. Professor Dumbledore took a sip from his tea before he spoke again.
"I presume every thing went smoothly on your way hear" said Dumbledore and Dr Sylvans nodded. "Now Harry," said Dumbledore turning on Harry "While you are here, until all the stuff returns from their holidays I don't want you to leave the school alone. If you feel the need to go on the school grounds ask Hagrid, or Severus when he returns tomorrow, to accompany you" at this Harry eyebrow went up. He doubted that professor Snape would accompany him to go anywhere even if his life depended on it. "If you like in the evenings you can go with Hagrid at the three broomsticks to have some fun. If its not a problem for you Hagrid?" he said looking over his half moon glasses at Hagrid.
"No 'eadmaster. 'arry can come with me any time he wants" said Hagrid happily and Harry gave him a wide smile
"Good. your still on holiday after all," said Dumbledore looking back at Harry. "Now you will have to sleep in your house dormitory. I have instructed the house elf's to take your meals in the common room for you. If you need to do any work you can use the library and classrooms" he said and handed Harry a small golden key and Harry took it confused. "That is the key for library. Pleas return it to madam Pince when she returns back" he said and Harry nodded. "Now if you don't have any questions I suggest that you go to your common room, some food is already waiting for you. The password for the Gryffindor tower is 'Pig snout'. A good nights rest will do you good as well; some dreamless potion is ready on your bedside table. Severus will supply some for you every night. And tomorrow after your morning run if you want you can accompany Hagrid to Hogsmade to collect some important items for me there."
"Err.professor.but if I cant go out alone how will-" said Harry but was interrupted.
"Don't worry, Harry, There is a simple solution to that," said the old professor. "Here at Hogwarts We have a small training hall that you can use. Its not been used in more than two hundred years. You can use it every morning if you like. It's on the fifth floor on the western part of the castle. I will have it prepared and send the key to you in the morning"
"Thanks professor" said Harry
"Good, be at the front doors at ten" said the old man "Hagrid will be waiting for you there"
Harry nodded happily and got up to leave "Thanks and good night sir"
"Good night Harry," said Dumbledore and Harry nodded and left the office.
"Night Harry" said Dr Sylvans, and Hagrid nodded at Harry before he left the office.
Walking silently through the dark corridors to the Gryffindors common room, Harry was feeling that he shouldn't be there. The people in the paintings on the wall kept staring at him; even the walls seemed to know that he shouldn't be there. He was glad when he finally arrived in front the portrait hole.
"Isn't it too early for school?" asked the fat lady
"I'm staying here for the rest of the holiday," said Harry
"I see. Well, password?" she asked
"Pig snout" said Harry and the portrait swing open reviling the entrance to the Gryffindor tower.
Harry climbed through the portrait hole and looked around at the empty common room. It looked like always with its tapestries embroidered with the Gryffindor lion on them and all the warmth of the red and golden colors. But something was missing there, and suddenly he felt sadly alone. In that moment he missed his friends like never before.
Forcing him-self to walk away from the portrait hole he went to a table in the middle of the common room, which head some food and some pumpkin juice waiting for him. He quietly ate his meal and ran to the fifth year dormitory, changed in to his pajama pants and drained the small flask of dream les sleep potion letting himself fall in to the welcoming slumber.
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After Harry left Dumbledore's office Dr Sylvans turned on the headmaster.
"So are you finally going to tell me why did you bring the boy here for the rest of the summer? He would have been perfectly protected with the Weasleys at the protection house.it was only for a few weeks"
Dumbledore sighed and looked at Fawkes on his perched before replying to the old doctor.
"I told you what happened a month ago after Harry arrived at privet drive" said the old men not taking his eyes off Fawkes and Dr Sylvans nodded "well I didn't tell you every thing that that spell did to him, neither did I tell him"
"What do you mean, you didn't tell me everything that happened?" asked Dr Sylvans "What did that spell do to him? What did Voldemort do to that poor kid?"
Dumbledore sighed again and looked more worried than any one head aver seen him "as I told you before, that night Voldemort did very powerful, very old dark magic on the boy. Voldemort induced some of his ideals in Harry so it would be easier to convert the boy to his side. Luckily the spell failed causing a different effect on the boy. But. Harry sill has part of Voldemort in him. Always make him doubt his actions, his allies, and his friends. Voldomort may have failed the spell and I doubt Harry will ever join him willingly, but if he manages to corrupt the boy." the headmaster stopped and sighed before continuing. "If he manages to corrupt the boy we will be facing the most powerful dark wizard that ever existed, and the world as we know it will end, and I'm afraid he has already started to corrupt the boy"
Dr Sylvans was looking at the headmaster in horror and Hagrid burred his face in his hands and was sobbing silently.
"Isn't there anything we can do to help him? A spell? A potion? Anything at all?"
At this Dumbledore shook his head sadly "we can only hope Harry manages to fight the spell back and free himself. The only thing we can do is to help him keep his loyalty and trust in the ones he loves. That's why I wonted him here to keep an eye on him and be there if any thing happens. If he looses his friends it will be all lost. I also need to keep an eye on his new powers, that spell made them appear sooner than they should have and when the elemental control show up he will not have much control on them. He could easily destroy the castle without wanting to"
"So he can't control elements yet?" asked the old man
"Not yet. The shadow we saw here was only the fist sine that his powers are awakening," said the old professor
For the rest of the night none of them slept well, thinking abut a very kind hatred boy being corrupted in to the most terrible dark lord that ever head existed at all times.
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The next morning fund Harry running in the hallways of the Castle to the training room. He got up quite late this morning and he only got an hour and a half before he needs to meet Hagrid.
After few minutes of running, Harry fund himself facing an enormous wooden door. It was decorated with a silver sword and a shield, and Undernet there was an engraving of two knights fighting with their swords, like every portrait in Hogwarts they were moving. They were engaged in a fearless battle, showing all there skill as fighters.
Harry took few second to watch them fight before puling out his key from his pocket and inserted it in the keyhole, and slowly turned it. Immediately the lock clicked and the door slowly started to swing open, inviting Harry to go in.
Stepping inside Harry found himself in an enormous room, nearly as big as the Quidditch pitch. The floor was all made of polished wood and various tapestries with different crest's decorated the walls. On each corners of the hall there was a banner baring one of the four-house crest. A lion standing on its rear lags and holding a silver sword in it's mouth was embroidered on a red and golden banner for Gryffindor. On a yellow and black banner there was a badger carrying a golden arrow in his mouth for Hufflepuff. On the other side of the hall a blue and silver banner head a raven preached on a shield planted in to the ground embroidered on it for Ravenclaw. And in the last corner embroidered on a green and silver banner there was a snake circling a silver dagger for Slytherin.
Next to every window and the door there was full plate armor on each side, like there were guarding them. On the wall opposite side of the windows there was a vast selection of weapons perfectly maintained, arranged on the wall, and next to the weapons there was a small bookcase with books on different stiles of fighting, weapon types, and weapons maintenance. On the far side of the hall there were different type of armor hanging on the wall, and they too looked perfectly maintained.
Not wanting to waste time gaping at the room, Harry started his morning run around the room, looking at the tapestries and weapons as he passed in front of them.
After three laps around the room something reflecting the morning sunlight coming from the windows couth his eyes. The reflection was coming form the bookcase. Harry couth by his curiosity immediately walked to the bookcase to investigate. As he moved closer the thing that was reflecting the light, turned out to be the silver decoration of a book. The tome was quite large made from thick leather and a small silver sword attached to its spine. The small silver sword reminded Harry of griffindors's sword he himself head pulled out of the sorting hat.
Harry reached out a tentative hand to get the tome, but when he touched it a strange light came out to the book and surrounded Harry.
When the light faded the book was gone from its place.
"Where did it go?" he said to himself.
Harry didn't have time to dwell on what happened to the book, because he felt a presence closing behind him. When he turned he saw a glimmering blade moving at grate speed towards his head. Took over by his instinct Harry dodged and rolled away from his attacker and puling out his wand from the holster on his forearm in the process.
"Hmm, not bad" a voce said from were his attacker was "you sensed me coming from behind you, and you have good reflexes. You have the poetical of becoming a good fighter"
Harry looked up and pointed his wand in the directions the voice came from. There was a young man holding a silver sword on his side in one hand, and in the other holding a helmet. He was wearing some kind of fighting gear made of black leather, his long blond hear tide in a ponytail brought out his young face with brown eyes.
"Who are you?" asked Harry angrily, and the man started to laugh
"I'm your teacher on your selected subject.long-sword fighting" the man answered.
"You what?" gasped Harry still pointing his wand at the figure in front of him.
The man laughed once more "haven't you ever seen a book instructor before boy" he said
"A what?" asked Harry Feeling stupid by the second.
"A book instructor" the man replied "all these books are enchanted to take physical form when touched so it would be easier to teach the subject in question which is long-sword fighting for you"
Harry only dumbly stared at him
"Now to start your first lesson" started the man lifting his sword showing it to Harry "this.is.a.sword," said the instructor like Harry was mentally retarded.
"I know it's a sword I'm not stupid," said Harry angrily coming back to his senses
"Then go get a sword, and stop acting like one," The instructor sneered at Harry
Harry looked at him suspiciously for few seconds then sheeted his wand back on his forearm, and slowly moved to were all the weapons were kept not knowing what to do but do what he was told. 'This could be useful' he thought stopping in font of the weapons 'a war is starting and not many wizards know how to fight with a sword. Who knows in what situation it might come in use'.
Forcing himself from his thoughts Harry looked at the large selection of weapons. There were daggers, short, long, bastard and great swords, two- bladed sword, scimitars, rapiers, different sizes of maces and flails, axes of different types, short, long and composite bows, spears, and a very dutifully carved staff.
Harry looked for the long-sword type of weapons, jugging which one would suet him best. Finally he decided on one, which head a slimmer blade than the others. Its grip was covered in soft leather, and its guard protected his hand completely.
"Hmm. At least u can chose a good sword for your self. Your not completely hopeless" said the irritating instructor
He was really gating on Harry's nerves, and reminded he of a greasy git of a potions master
"I hate you," said Harry simply
"That's a good start," said the instructor with a sneer "Now defend yourself" and he lunched at Harry
Surprising him-self after ten minuets of attacks, Harry head parried most of the instructor's attacks and dogged the others only earning himself only few scratches and burses. At the end he was panting heavily from all the effort.
"Very good. You move well enough but we still need to work a lot on your defence. And you need to start and try to attack your opponent or you will never win a fight only on defence" said the instructor this time with a sneer.
Harry was still panting hard but managed to say. "You.you tried.to.kill me!!"
"Kill you?? I don't think I can see any blood," the instructor said laughing. "Any way" he continued becoming very serious "if I wanted to kill you, you would have been already dead. You put too much force when you parry, that leaves you open and unbalanced for my next attack, which some times you managed to doge but that tires you. As I said you have potential but need to learn to control your sword"
Harry thought for a second and asked "will I become as good as you" and the instructor laughed
"Good as me?" the instructor laughed agene. "You can be much better then I am. I am only a book, and I will only do the things the book says. To the contrary of yourself I can't improve but you can. If you want to learn I can teach you to become a muster swordsmen but it will be up to you to improve"
"yes I want you to teach me" said Harry making up his mind
"Good I will see you on your next lesson then" said the instructor "if your up to it" he added with a sneer. And Harry glared at him, but only found white light in his place
When the light disappeared the instructor was gone and the book was back in his place. After allowing himself some more minutes to rest Harry headed to the common room to take a shower and gat ready to meet Hagrid in font of the grate hall. He didn't have much time, he head spent more time then he intended to in the training hall so now he only head few minutes to get ready and meet Hagrid.
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"ahh there yeh are 'arry. I was starting to think yeh didn't want to come with me," said Hagrid as Harry came running down the sires. He was wearing a pear of black pants and a gray sleeve les shirt. Aescul was wrapped around his neck hidden under the shirt.
"Sorry.Hagrid" panted Harry skidding to a stop in front of the half giant "lost.track of.time in the.training hall"
"Its ok 'arry now calm yeh'r self. 'ogsmade will still be there if we are a bit late" said the men winking at Harry
"Thanks. I'm ok now" Harry assured his friend, and Hagrid nodded
Slowly Harry and Hagrid made their way trough Hgwarst grounds, and then along the countryside surrounding the village. The day was quite hot, but the light breeze mad the walk to Hogsmade enjoyable.
When they reached the village Harry took a good look around. It was all as he remembered it to be. The small shops full of people making there purchases, kids peering on to the display windows of Honeydukes or Zonko's, smaller kids enjoying there freedom from school running around, young couples enjoying the company of each otter in the sun. It was the perfect day to go out and enjoy yourself. And Harry was going to do that.
After Harry and Hagrid went around some shops collecting various packages for the headmaster, they decided to have lunch at the three broomsticks. Harry enjoyed greatly his meal talking to Hagrind, and when madam Rosmerta joined them she started telling Harry about all the things his father did when he was still at school. When telling the stories madam Rosmerta seemed to keep avoiding saying someone's name, and this made Harry a little bit sad, because he know who's that name was, and he was innocent.
After lunch Hagred head one last place to visit, and Harry was looking forward to it. The silver forge was a small blacksmiths shop attached to a small cottage quite apart from the rest of the houses in the village. The cottage seemed to be made to house some one very short. The shop which took a grate part of the lower level of the house was the only part of the building that had the ceiling high enough for a normal men to stand strait, but it still wasn't high enough for Hagrid who had to bend forward to go in.
The main attraction in the shop was the large forge in the center of the shop, which head three flaming mouths awaiting the metal to be heated upon. Around the forge stood long workbenches with peaces of metal half processed and tools. On the right side of the shop Harry could see sheets and bars of every type of metal Harry could think of and more. On the opposite side there was some kind of storage room. It was full of every thing that could be forged out of a peace of metal. On the back of the shop there was a large mouton of coal ready to be fed to the flaming forge.
From a small door nearly blocked by large bars of metal, came out a small man holding a large tankard full of what looked like mead. This small men, strangely reminded, Harry of the small ugly dwarves that three years ago where hired by Gilderoy Lockhart to deliver valentine cards around the school.
"Err Hagrid is that a dwarf?" Harry asked in a whisper
"Yes, 'e came here fifty years ago when he was only two 'undred years old. leaved 'ear ever since" answered Hagrid
'Two Hundred fifty years old?' thought Harry in awe. Come to think about it, Harry didn't know any thing about the dwarves, and for all he know a dwarf could leave for a thousands years. Harry looked once more at the small men. He had a large bushy gray beard and hair that hid most of his face like the one Hagrid head. He was wearing a pear of dirty old brown trousers and a black shirt. On top of his clothes he was wearing a large leather apron with various tools poking out of its pockets.
"Ahh Hagrid. Came to collect the enchanted wheels for Albus I presume?" said the dwarf placing the tankard on one of the working bench
"Yes. Me and young 'arry here have been running around 'ogsmade all day" said Hagrid
Suddenly the dwarf seemed to notice Harry's presence and moved closer to Harry. The dwarf was Frowning and glaring at Harry disapprovingly. After few seconds he looked in Harry's eyes, searching the emerald depths within them. After few long silent minuets Harry decided he didn't like this dwarf very much. He was giving Harry the creeps, and it looked like the dwarf knew something about Harry that the rest of the world didn't know. Finally the dwarf smiled braking the tens moment that formed between them.
"Welcome to my house Mr. Potter. Its nice to meet you" said the old dwarf
"N-Nice to meet you too sir" said Harry shyly and the dwarf smiled.
The dwarf turned on Hagrid "well the wheels are at the back I'll be back in a moment" said the old dwarf and went back through the small door
When the dwarf left, Harry started looking around the place. Looking at the strange stuff in the storage area, he noticed some dutifully forged swords and other different type of weapons. There were also large barrels of nails and horseshoes and some strange equipment Harry had never seen.
Suddenly something shining couth Harry's eye, and some kind of force seemed to be calling him to were the metal was stored. Harry moved closer, leaving the strange pull take him to the source if it. There was the strangest type of metal Harry head ever seen. It was a long thick strip of what looked like some kind of silver, but when Harry moved closer smoke seemed to start swirl inside the metal.
"Good choice there Mr. Potter" said a voice behind him.
Harry turned around to see that the dwarf head returned and was looking at Harry curiously.
"Err I'm sorry sir. I was only looking around and-" said Harry but was cut off by the dwarf
"There's nothing to be sorry about Mr. Potter," said the dwarf. He looked at the strip of metal and said "anyway. That peace of metal is the most valuable you will find in this shop. It's Elvin metal you know. The strongest metal in existence"
Harry looked with awe at the long strip of silver. That silver had some kind of pull over him, but Harry couldn't determine what it was. All he could do was stare at it.
"This type of metal has other qualities as well," continued the dwarf as he picked the silver strip to give Harry a better look.
"What qualities?" asked Harry looking fascinated by it.
"You see Mr. Potter Elvin metal has power of its own. Once the metal has been forged the blacksmith infuses the product with one spell of his choice. That particular spell can then be cast through the item at will without an incantation and with the item's own power which is quite powerful"
The dwarf placed the strip back to its place and left Harry staring at the swirling within the silver. He moved to Hagrid to give him what they head came for. Harry ignored what was happening behind him and kept staring at the silver.
"Elvin metal!! Did the house elf's do it?" Harry thought aloud
From behind him the dwarf burst in to laughter and Harry looked at him frowning
"Don't let an elf hear you compeer them to those servant creatures, they would kill you." he laughed, and Harry looked puzzled at him "Elf's are Very proud you see, one of the oldest races on earth. They were good magical craftsman, muster swordsmen and archers, and head very powerful magic. But many century's ago the elf's and the dwarf's fought a grate war, which nearly caused the extinction of both our races. Stupid old rivalry!! And what did it achieve? Nothing at all! That's when we fled in to the mountains and the elf's had magically concealed there lend from any one except there race"
"You don't seem to hate them," said Harry looking with awe at the dwarf now
"I knew one who was deferent from them. Maybe because he was not a pure elf or maybe because he would never consider himself superior to any one" said the dwarf looking pensive "but he was so powerful! Even the elves feared and respected him, as did I. A very good friend he was"
"I'm really sorry sir I didn't mean to remind you of old sad memories" apologized Harry and the dwarf looked sadly at hurry before a smile appeared on his face
"Don't worry Mr. Potter. He will come back very soon. It was he who gave me that metal just before he left. It has been there ever since awaiting the one who will feel called to it," said the old dwarf looking at Harry in a staring way.
Harry stayed silent after that deep in thoughts. Was he being called to the metal, and if he was, what did it mean to him. Harry didn't realize that he and Hagrid had left the silver forge and were headed to Hogwarts until Hagrid spoke puling Harry back to the living.
"'Arry are yeh all right" asked Hagread as they were passing the outskirts of the forbidden forest.
"Yes I'm fine" laid Harry
"Yeh look awfully worried 'arry" said Hagrid
"Oh. I'm only a bit tirade," replied Harry.
"yah it has been one of these day's ay 'arry" said Hagrid and Harry nodded "a good night's rest will get yeh up and runin' a 'ar.did yeh hear that 'arry?" said Hagrid looking in to the forest.
"I didn't hear any thing," said Harry
"It sounds like someone's cryin'" said the older men "listen"
Harry stopped and tried not to make any sound listening to the forest. Hagrid was right, it sounded like someone or something was crying deep into the forest.
"it's comin' from the forest. Come on 'arry follow me" said the half giant running in to the forest.
"Wait for me Hagrid" called Harry after him trying to fallow him.
When Harry caught up with Hagrid he saw him kneeling next to something. Whines were coming from it, echoing on the trees making them sound like human cries. Harry moved closer to see what was it, and saw it was a wolf. It had Beautiful silver long fur shining in the light that filtered trough the leaves, and golden sad eyes where looking at him.
"Probably caught off grad by a troll. It would die to protect its cub," said Hagrid
Only then did Harry see the large gash on its chest, and the small gray pup close by, tears in its eyes. The seen was very sad; the wolf mother was dieing leaving its pup orphan. Orphan like himself. 'It would die to protect its pup' he thought. The same thing his mother did.
Harry didn't know what made him do it, or even deciding to do it.
"NO 'ARRY DON'T TUCH IT" shouted Hagrid
It was too late. Harry had already picked up the pup and was holding it close to his chest protectively. In that instant the small cub started emitting silver light that surrounded them. Harry felt a surge of power pass trough him leaving something as it passed. When the silver light started to fade Harry felt very weak and know no more.
A/N
There you are, Hope you liked this chapter even if I ended it with a big cliffy, (he he I'm evil.very evil) well I hope you'll forgive me when I'll post my next chapter, hopefully by next weekend if not the weekend after that.
Thanks for your reviews
My name(): I will keep going on and on
Nazurt(),: there it is then
chicanosurfer01: sorry for making you wait, I will try to u/d sooner. As for Harry stuttering when he sees Ginny. The effects of the spell that were left on Harry had made all his emotions go haywire for some time. Dumbledore says so as well, and the seen when Sirius announces that he will be leaving Harry was all because of that. I think that made Harry stutter when he saw Ginny during the summer, (well some credit goes to Harry as well ""shhh" he is staring to feel something for her"")
Casey: thanks for your reviews. I thin your right I did take long to u/d and I'm sorry for that I will try do better. At least I hope you enjoyed the finished product
h2opologal: there you go a new chapter.. ho no look a new cliffy (he he I'm evil I know I know.) pleas forgive me I will try to u/d soon.
Kaye(): I know the cliffy was evil. Sorry for the mistakes I need a beta reader for that but I'll try not to make any in the first please.
crystal wolf1: I'm glad you like it so far
AlL rOaDs LeAd To HeLl: I had the idea of Harry having a snake pet from some fic I've read before, and wonted to put it in my fic. As for your advice I really appreciated it and as you can see I followed it. Thanks
chris-warren876: well as I explained to chicanosurfer01 it was all the effect from the spell that made Harry act like that, it was meant for Harry to bee out of character like that. Personally I don't think Harry will ever cry in front of outer ppl if he can help it. As for malfoy (I'm evil.very evil) ....
Prd2bAmerican18: there you go not so soon but it's here
hyper yoyo boy() : hope you like this one
