DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER HE BELONGS TO JK ROWLING. I ALSO DON'T OWN ORPHEN, FINAL FANTASY, SLAYERS AND THE OTHER ELEMENTS I THROW IN THERE MAINLY ORPHEN BUT THEY ARE THE PROPERTY OF WHAT EVER JAPANESE INDUSTRY IN INVOLVED. I ONLY OWN DESTINY YONEMURA.

a/n: this is a multi fusion thrown together in the Harry Potter world so you will see a lot of elements mainly those of Orphen, Slayers, Star Wars, Rurouni Kenshin, Lone Wolf and Cub, Yu-gi-oh, Beyblade, Shaman King, Evangelion, Star Gate SG-1 and Pokemon.

I am taking a break from my other fanfics because I have a huge writers block on them and until I get some inspiration I will not write in them for a while. In the mean time I had this idea when I was watching Orphen and the first person to come to mind is Harry Potter because I thought the two are alike in many ways. Besides the idea mainly came when I was drawing Harry one day using Orphen as a model. I wanted to see what Harry looked like using magic without his wand. Though the paper was eaten by bugs (which is a disappointment) the idea of this story stuck so here it is folks a new idea to add to the fray.

SORCEROUS STABBER HARRY POTTER

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Sorceress

In an unknown pub

"Are you certain?" a rough voice asked another. "Are you sure she is in the area for the last time I heard from that witch was a long time ago," said another younger sounding voice. The two men are in a tavern in down town London enjoying a drink or two. The first was from the looks of his robes was an Auror but the thing that set the rough man apart was his fake eye and his paranoid appearance. "Yes I am sure it was her that I saw," said the second man who looked more like someone who was sleeping on the streets for some time. "Look Lupin I know about your wolf abilities and all but are you absolutely positive it was her," said the other man, "Yes Moody it was her I saw her with my own eyes and if I had any say in it she is here in England." Said Lupin and it was then that the first man Moody stood up, "Dumbledore must know about this at once." He said and Lupin nodded.

Dark Lords Lair

"This better be good," said a hissing voice. Sitting on his thrown with his minions around him the person everyone feared as Lord Voldemort sat with his pet snake Nagini at his side. "No….sssiiirr," said the first man, "It is good," the man said nervously, "Word has it that 'She' is back in England," said the minion who is at the brink of wetting himself, "Who is 'she'?" the dark lord asked, "The Thunderbird herself, the Sorcerous Stabber," said the minion and Voldemort's eyes lit up with interest, "This is interesting," he said, "Where did you hear this?" he said, "I heard two men talking in a pub one was an Auror the other looked like a street bum. Both seemed lightly drunk but they did mention the witch my lord and they said that she is indeed in England." Said the minion and the Dark Lord Voldemort looked thoughtful, "This will not do at all," he said, "Find her and kill her!" said the Dark Lord and the minion left. "What troublessss you my lord VVVVoldemort?" Nagini said curled up at the foot of her master, "The Sorcerous Stabber," he said, "There are only two wizards to date that can stand up to me Dumbledore and the Sorcerous Stabber herself that is until Potter is fully trained and educated." He said and his mind was closed of all thoughts but the very thought that entered his mind.

The Sorcerous Stabber

In London

During the night hooded figures wondered down the street using the darkness as a means of cover. As they moved they approached another figure walking silently down the street. The figure had long robe on hiding her face as she walked down the streets. The sound of a puddle could be heard as no one could hear it. The figure stopped and listened as she did one could tell she was a woman by her movements. She slowly looked behind her but saw nothing. She whistled softly to herself as she walked away. The group came in quietly but not before something white flashed from the skies and a bird gave a piercing scream before slashing at someone's face with its talons. The scream from the victim was enough to alert the person and in a second the woman was upon them casting curses their way and disappeared. The Deatheaters cursed at their bad luck as they ran down the streets. The woman unknown to them was on the roof with the wind flapping through her robe as she raised her hand and suddenly an image formed on the ground to the horror of the Deatheaters. Before they could apparate out the woman swept her hand and there was an explosion and they are no more. Nothing remained of their bodies the mark or any indication of a fight. "Your souls will know torment in the next life," the woman said and walked away vanishing in the darkness.

English Ministry of Magic: Investigation Division

Mad eye Moody was in no mood to talk as he stormed down the halls and Aurors of all kinds ran or leaped out of his way. When Moody is in the mood they know to either get out of his way or get hexed or worse. Moody managed to come to the office with a very red face as he yanked the door open nearly smashing it and entered the office. "What is the meaning of this Moody?" the man behind the desk said, "There have been reports of mysterious magic being used and a strange witch wondering Muggle London. What is the ministry doing about it?" he said, "I will tell you NOTHING! They are dragging its ass again," he said, "Actually I was going to assign you that but you are busy with the Potter Case," he said sitting back on his chair. "Oh and what does Potter's case have to do with it?" Moody replied, "Our first priority is to make sure Potter is safe and nothing more I don't care if that idiot Fudge thinks the Dark Lord is not back and has lied about it for a while but I believe Dumbledore and am not taking any chances." He said and Moody nodded sitting down, "Why wasn't I informed?" he asked, "You where busy defending the Ministry," said the man behind the desk. "Look Rupert you know as well as I do that Voldemort tricked the boy into coming to the ministry," Moody said and Rupert nodded, "I know the more so you are needed." "I also heard rumors that the so called 'Sorceress Stabber' is in London," Moody said and the man known as Rupert nodded, "Indeed I would have thought all of it is legends as it was clearly impossible for a single Wizard or Witch to ever live that long without the Sorcerer's stone. But from what witnesses said they saw the person use wandless magic on them. The only person known for doing that is the Thunder Bird himself,"

Moody stared back at the man for a minute seeing the man's knowledge, "As for why we are dragging that Ass Fudge is making us clean up Voldemort's mess," Rupert said with disgust. "If you ever see such a witch let me know immediately," Rupert said and Moody nodded before getting up and out. Rupert sighed as he sat back in his chair finally glad to have cooled Mad Eye Moody down for he was the only one in the Investigation's Division to ever do that. It was also the fact that the two had been partners in the past. They had been through a lot together as Rupert accepted his position Moody had not. He rather be where the action is and Rupert was glad for it. "Let's just hope that who ever is out there gives the Deatheaters one hell of a headache."

Privet Drive, Surrey

Yet another boring summer is here for the residence of Privet Drive as people from all around did their normal routine. They watered the grass, cleaned their yards and spied on other people but mostly keeping a lookout for a certain family's nephew. One would have thought he was a truant with what his relatives told the neighbors. The boy though none but he and a select few knew was not ordinary. In fact he is what people would call a wizard a being able to perform magic with a flick of his wand. He was known as 'The Boy Who Lived,' also known as Harry Potter. Harry was currently at the moment weeding the garden pulling out weeds and watering the flowers that were struggling to grow in the thicket. At the moment the Dursley's were not home and Harry was glad but his uncle warned him that if the weeds and the gardening are not done but they time they get home from Aunt Marge's house then Harry was in for another day of beatings.

Yes that is right beatings ever since he was little Harry was abused by his aunt and uncle to the point of being raped before his first year at the wizarding school of Hogwarts. His second and third year that followed was the same every time he came home from school he was abused and called 'fat and Lazy' so his uncle and aunt starve him again to thin him out. It was not until his third year that he found out that his godfather Sirius Black was framed for the murder of his parents. He managed to use that to keep his uncle and cousin away from him. It worked till his fourth year when they started again regardless of Harry's warning. His fifth year when they found out that Sirius died they began their abuse again ten fold and Harry found himself raped again and again by his horny cousin and beaten by his uncle. The only ones who knew were his friends when they accidentally found the scars his fifth year after returning from the Ministry of Magic. Harry was being treated for sever burns and other things from his adventures in the Ministry which cost his godfather his life. Harry tried not to think of it when weeding but there was one large plant that seemed rather stubborn and the sun was hot outside. His uncle will not let him drink until he was done with the weeds. Even though there are wizards guarding his home they could not stop the abuse Harry gotten. They tried but Harry's uncle and cousin would wait for them to leave before abusing him again. He pulled and tugged but the weed would not come out. He even tried to dig a ways in only to find that weed deeply enrooted to the ground.

A mysterious stranger just happened to walk thought that neighborhood not knowing where he or she was going but appeared to be jogging. The stranger stopped when she saw a boy pulling weeds in his yard. From the looks of it he was sweating and nearly ready to faint from lack of water. The person then bound the fence as invisible as a cat and walked calmly over to the boy. Upon closer inspection the person found that the boy was highly abused and the way he cringed when he tried to move was also a sign. "You know the way you pull weeds makes your muscles ache even more," the person said.

Harry whirled and came face to face with a woman in her early twenties. He was startled when the woman voiced her opinions at him. When he faced her he was shocked to see that the woman who stood behind him, "What do you want?" Harry said nervously. "I noticed that you need a bit of help with the weeds." She said pointing to the annoying weed that refused to come out. "Ah I can get……that?" he said as the woman walked up and poked the ground with expert ease with Harry's weeder and after digging for three minutes grabbed the weed by the rood and pulled with all her might. The entire root system of the weed came out and Harry stared in shock at the very deep root of the weed. "Indeed it was a deep root very stubborn one in fact," she said and it was then that Harry noticed that the woman had an accent to her. It was not English that much he knew neither Scottish or French nor Bulgarian for her accent carried any of their tones. She held it out to him, "Here you go the rest should be easy for they are all shallow rooted." She said and turned to leave, "By the way drink some water you are near fainting," she said, "Thank you…um I did not get your name?" Harry said rather shyly the woman was indeed good looking with something about her kept him at a distance. "Destiny, Destiny Yonemura." With that she disappeared down the street to finish her jog.

By the time the Dursley's got home the yard and the house was finished. Harry was in the shower and after cleaning himself up went to hide in his room while keeping busy. His ears could hear the Dursley's as they checked back into the house and did what they normally did and that Harry was grateful. From the sounds of it his uncle and aunt are too busy with their normal routine that they ignored Harry and he was grateful until he heard steps coming up his way and Harry ran for his bed in fear as he recognized the thunderous footsteps of his cousin. Having no way to defend himself and not even his magic could help Harry scrabbled for the corner. Dudley entered the room his face filled with mad glee as he searched the room for his cousin.

As soon as the figure walked away from the boy she looked up at the sky, I don't like his scent something is wrong Raiden keep an eye on him and if anything happens protect him and bring him to me she said and the only thing to respond to her was a flash of white wings.

Dudley managed to find Harry under the bed and dragged him out. Harry struggled as he kicked and punched his cousin but Dudley being bigger and stronger then Harry smashed his face in with his fist. Harry struggled to fight back but because he was mostly malnourished his whole life not even Quidditch training helped him in fending off his brother. Hedwig his snowy owl screamed from her locked cage fighting the locks and trying to break free to defend her master. The huge lock that was placed on her cage was enough as the owl's cage fell out of the holder and smashed into the floor. Shaking herself out of her stupor Hedwig was free and with her talons racked Dudley's back. She beat him with her wings and slashed with her talons causing Dudley to scream and the sound of pounding feet could be heard as Vernon Dursley and his wife entered the room. When they saw the owl the first thing Vernon did was swing with all his might and smashed the bird into the wall. "HEDWIG!" Harry screamed as he struggled to get up but being without his pants he fell to the ground and felt a fist connect with his back instantly breaking it. Harry fell to the ground in pain and the lost feeling in his legs became evident as he tried to get up. Vernon and Dudley tried to beat him up some more but Aunt Petunia's screams filled the house as something white came out of nowhere followed by someone in a cloak, "Bloody Hell!" they yelled and zapped the wand at Petunia causing her to faint as the strange white bird came at Vernon attacking him first and then Dudley and picked up Harry in its talons along with Hedwig's body and fluttered out the window.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

"How can you let this happen?" Minerva McGonagall screamed at the wizard in front of her. The man was rather short and rather drunk looking he hiccupped, "You should have made sure that none of his relatives ever abused him again!" she shouted, "And now he is gone along with all his things and paralyzed from what I hear." She yelled. The man shrunk back even further from the rising witch. "So now my Mundungus……WHERE…..IS……HARRY……POTTER!" she shouted.

Weasley Burrow

The hot sun was glistening off a few backs as a group of boys set to work cleaning the yard of the various unknown pests of the wizarding world mainly gnomes. All those men had the same characteristic red hair and freckles they were none other then Fred, George, and Ron Weasley helping out their mother who at the moment was under a lot of stress. Ever since the fifth year Ron had noticed that with the Order of the Phoenix his mother had been worried a lot more for her children then usual and that made Ron worried. He changed a lot during the summer no longer was he the rash, jealous, hot tempered, lazy boy that he used to be. Not since he realized that his best friend was in depression over the lost of his grandfather. Ron then realized that there was no need to be jealous of his friend's misfortune. It seems like every year someone is out to kill his friend and Ron or Hermione get hurt because of it. At first he thought that Harry let fame get to his head but after the whole ministry thing that is where Ron found the real Harry. Harry was not as snot nosed as one thinks but rather humble and Ron often yelled at Snape for the comments after that. Today though was no different and after fifth year when he found out that Harry was abused that is where Ron's thoughts of Harry Potter went crumbling.

He realized with a start that the reason why Harry wanted to come to Hogwarts was to get away from all the abuse that his relatives did to him. He remembered the night that they came back from the Ministry of Magic.

FLASHBACK

Ron had been quiet mad at the loss of Sirius, 'How could they fall into a trap?' he thought to himself as he glared at the boy who lived. After all Harry did miss his Quidditch game not just him both him and Hermione! He be a rats ass that they were making out somewhere in the forest. Ron was so jealous that he let that rage cloud him and look at what happened to them! Harry led them into a trap and he was fed up! Storming towards Harry's bed in their dorm Ron was ready to give Harry a piece of his mind when he heard something 'crying?' as he gotten closer he noticed that Harry was crying and shivering under the covers. His back was towards Ron and he was sweating a lot. As Ron gotten closer he began to noticed the words being said, "Nnnooo, please!" he said and Ron began to get worried his jealousy started to disappear as he gotten closer. The closer he got the more he could hear Harry crying in his sleep, "Please Uncle Vernon noooo…" and with that Harry curled up even tighter within himself whimpering like a dog who had just been hit by his master. "Please uncle don't do it," and with was then that Harry started to kick in his sleep. Ron also noticed that the dream changed, "Sirius come back don't leave me!" Harry nearly yelled and tears flowed from his cheeks as Ron slowly moved the blanket from his friend and tried to wake him but Harry was trapped in his dream.

When Ron managed to move the blanket and turn on the light he noticed that Hedwig was at his side and gave Ron a worried hoot and Ron could also see the fear in her eyes. As Ron tried to comfort Harry something caught his eye. Slowly he moved the blanket and what he saw shocked him. Slowly he put the blanket back, "I will get Hermione and I will be right back Hedwig," he said to the owl and the owl nodded.

Hermione was sleeping when Ron managed to get Pig to bring her to him seeing as the girls dorms are warded. The small little owl flew around in circles and banged into Hermione several times till she woke up. When Hermione woke up pig smashed into her face causing her to fall out of her bed cursing. She grabbed Pig and was ready to give him a piece of her mind when she saw the note tied to his leg. Taking the note she read it and quickly got up and dressed before she ran to the boy's dorms.

Ron had the door opened when Hermione ran in, "What is wrong with Harry?" she whispered and Ron pointed to the crying mess that was Harry Potter. "Is that why you wanted me to come here why didn't you wake him?" Hermione said angrily, "Because of this," Ron said and pulled the sheet back enough so Hermione could get a look at Harry's back. "Oh my God!" she said.

Harry's back was covered in scars lots of them like he was hit with a whip many times and from the looks of it for a long time. It was scars over scars but the worse was when Hermione went further down and gasped. She could clearly make out the fading marks but they are there. It was his whole back that scared her and further down to his waist and she did not have to pull the shorts down to realize that it went all the way down. "Ron…..is this what you wanted to show me?" she said and Ron nodded tears glistened in his eyes, "All this time, all this time I thought he…I thought the reason why he was antisocial was because he wanted to make an impression on his fame…but now I know why," he said and it was then that Harry began to stir in his sleep. Slowly green eyes opened to look at his friends and it was then that he noticed that the blanket was pulled back and they saw his scars. Looking down sadly he said to them, "So you know," he said.

END OF FLASHBACK

Ron had been really worried when Harry told them that he was beaten and raped many times through the years. He then lost all jealousy of his friend when he told his story and that is why Harry was glad every time to come to school and to the Burrow. At this very thought made Ron angry at the very people who hurt his friend. He managed to grab a rather fat gnome and threw him out of the yard only to hit someone. "Ow!" and Ron looked up to see something that made his jaw drop.

There standing in front of him was a very pretty very beautiful looking witch. The witch at the moment was brandishing a very unconscious gnome and threw over her shoulder where it was caught by a rather large eagle who ate it eagerly. "Wicked bird," he said, "Thanks," she glared at him, "Sorry about that didn't see you there," he said and the witch nodded and began to walk away not before signaling the bird who flew to her shoulder. The white eagle settled on her shoulder as she disappeared down the long road away from the Burrow. "Man she is a looker," said Fred who was throwing out the last gnome, "No fair Ron you get to talk to such a chick," said George. Ron shrugged as he cleaned up his area and was about to go back in when something hit him in the chest something cold that it. The water hose was enough to wake him from his day dreaming. Laughing Ron ran after his brother intent on getting them back. Unknown to him however was that he was being watched by a pair of golden eyes.

Public Library London

If there was one thing that a brown haired witch loved more then anything was to read. Brown hair as wild but slightly tamer then a lion's mane with deep brown eyes and an uncanny knack for reading was Hermione Granger. Being the book worm that she is Hermione kept reading a book that she has found very interesting. She is currently in the Wizarding Section of the London Public Library a place that only wizards and Witches are found. She is currently reading a book on healing remedies when she felt someone brush gently beside her. "I am sorry," said a gentle voice and Hermione turned to find a witch with deep black robes but looked more blue then black if you looked in the light and well worn from the patches and holes on them. The witch's black hair was wild but straight and it was something in her eyes that caught Hermione's attention she seems so old but her appearance was that of a twenty two year old. "No problem," Hermione said nervously as the woman walked past her showing an air of calm that seemed to unnerve Hermione. Looking in the direction the woman had gone Hermione shrugged and continued reading.

Only when Big Ben struck four did Hermione walk out of the Library and down the street to where her parents worked at a dentist clinic. Walking in she waited for her father and mother to finish before coming out to greet their only child. Hermione was reading once again one of her spell books for school when her mother walked out first followed by her father who turned out the light. "Are you ready to go home honey?" her father asked and Hermione nodded. Getting up she walked outside and they got into their car and drove off towards home unknown to them that they are being watched.

TBC