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Harry Potter and the Shiokkii Legend

            The first thing Harry Potter, Boy-who-lived extraordinaire, noticed when he woke from a rather uncomfortable sleep was stone. Lots of stone. Ceiling, walls, and the bed he was sleeping on. The next thing he noticed was the pounding headache. He groaned slightly, holding his head as he got off the flat slab he supposed would be nice if you added about 3 mattresses.

"What is it with wizards and castles?" He murmured, standing straighter as the pounding in his head receded. Harry looked at his cell more closely. No windows, glow globes built into the wall and an extremely heavy looking wood door. His eyes widened. His wand!! It wasn't in his pocket…..He looked frantically around the room. He sighed in relief when he saw it by the wall, in the shadow of the bed. Reaching down to pick it up, he wasn't prepared for the burning sensation in his palm. Dropping the wand,  he touched it gingerly with his foot. His hand now had a long red blister running down its palm, and he didn't think he would be able to use it for a while. A loud creaking noise was heard, and he whirled around to see the white haired girl looking at him oddly.

"My wand…err…bit me" He muttered, holding his hand out as proof. She gave it a glance, then turned back to him.

"And so it starts." She went over to the door, glancing over her shoulder as she opened it." Come with me and everything will be explained." With this she left the cell, leaving no room for argument. Harry followed her, emerging  into a (unsurprisingly) stone hallway. The hall twisted and turned, and after about fifteen minutes of walking, Harry was completely lost. They finally stopped at a door half hidden by a tapestry. His guide opened the door and went into the room, not bothering to see if he followed. He did anyways.

            Remus Lupin was worried. He had just received a troubling letter from Harry and he wasn't sure Hedwig would survive. Even Hagrid was puzzled by how fast the owl had deteriorated when she got to the house. They would just have to wait until Albus got here. Moving from his seat by the fire he glanced out the window to see if the owl he had sent to Harry (by his own owl, of course) had returned yet. The werewolf sighed and sat back down. What was taking so long?

            The room was brightly lit and warm from a large fire. Couches and chairs were scattered around, and Harry was relived to see they weren't stone. The two other women from earlier where here, lounging carelessly and seemingly engrossed in a game of muggle poker with a suit of armor. The black haired one was dealer, and had a malicious smile on her face and almost all the chips. The red haired girl had only a chip left and looked up gratefully as they walked in.

"Kyrhys! Thank all that you came in when you did! Cera almost had me beat again."

"Then you should learn how to play, Amya. Or at least focus half your attention to the game." The now identified Cera gathered up the cards and put hem in a pocket. Amya them shifted her attention to Harry.

"You're awake! Oh, I'm so glad! I thought Cer had hit you too hard and you might have died and then I never would have got a chance to train a-ERK!" The bouncy girl had just managed to be elbowed again by Kyrhys. The calmer girl gestured for Harry to sit and he did so, selecting a seat where he could see all three of them.

"Where am I and why am I here?" He began, seeing as none of them tried to start the conversation. "And who are you?"

"You are at Shadow Hallow, an unplottable, untraceable, and not-completely-of-this-world castle. You are here because we will train you to defeat the Greater Dark*" Cera said; not looking at him, but at the fire.

"Greater Dark? You mean Voldemort?" He understood where this was going. Dumbledore had probably hired them to train him over the summer.

"That will be explained later." Said Kyrhys, giving Amya a distinct 'Do-not-say-anything-or-else-I'll-hex-you-to-oblivion' look.

"I'm Amya Nekoryu, that Kyrhys and Cera. I'm a dragoncat demon from old Japan. I'm training you because the Greater Dark killed my family." She stopped for a moment, and then went on in her normal, bouncy, too much sugar voice. "I like pranks, food, and long walks on the beach. I will be teaching you Charms, Transfiguration, Defense against the Dark Arts, Magical Theory and Manpulation, and last but not least-Cooking!"

"Cooking?" Harry said weakly. 'All those bloody classes, and we haven't even got to the others! And cooking?'

"Yes, cooking! Who wants to marry a guy who can't cook?" Before he could say anything, Kyrhys began her introduction.

"I am Kyrhys Whiteflight, an Artic Phoenix demon. I will help you because the Greater Dark does not deserve to live. I will teach you Advanced Flying, Elemental Magic, Wards, Spell Creation and Languages. I hope you will be a good pupil." She gave him a small smile and they all turned to Cera. Who wasn't there.

"Blast! She always did hate introductions. I guess I get to tell you about her." Amya laughed and smirked. "Cera is Cera BloodMoon, a grumpy, mean, arrogant, extremely powerful Shiokkii. The leader in fact."

"Even though she only 100 years older then us." Kyrhys added.

"Yeah, 'cause she kill everyone older. Anyways-She's teaching you because the Greater Dark wants to kill her, and only you can kill him. She will be teaching you Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, Runes, and her specialties: Combat and Magical Weapon/Item Creation." 'I have to fight with HER!? A something with the last name BloodMoon?! Why do I think I won't like that class?'

"What's a Shiokkii, and I thought demons weren't real?" Harry said, a little overwhelmed by his new work load.

"What are they teaching kids these days? We demons live in specially warded and spell hidden areas. We don't have contact with wizards or muggles. What the area is depends on the demon. A Shiokkii is kind of a Summoner Demon. We get cool powers they don't get, but they're a completely different species." It was then the rapidly talking cat demon noticed how Harry was about to fall asleep on his feet and the huge burn on his hand. "Tomorrow we'll look at that burn and wand. Get some sleep. I'll take you to your room. That cell really was dull wasn't it?"

            The owl Remus had sent came back with the letter unopened, and Hedwig was getting steadily worse. Dumbledore was currently trying to save her, and Ron and Hermione were Flooing in later that night. He had wanted Harry to stay here until the summer was over.

'But how would he feel living in Sirius's old house?'

Hard knocking on the door tore Remus out of his thoughts. He opened the door to revel one Albus Dumbledore, with an odd look on his face.

Seccie: And so it ends. Another chapter come and gone. This one was crappy and only to get the plot moving.

Shivian: You're telling me.

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