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Anonymous: The new things that Harry's getting isn't because of his power. It's because of his parentage. Remember in the letter, it says that the glamour Lily put on Harry is going to start wearing off on his birthday? Well Snape doesn't wear glasses, and he has flat hair. So, there for, Harry doesn't need glasses because the glamour is now wearing off, but thanks for pointing that out. And also, with the magic and stuff, Rosie will train him. He doesn't mean to do the magic, some things just come naturally or just by accident, but Rosie will train him to use them properly, and there will be more stuff to do with shadows once Harry gets the hang of it. And as for the tiger, it only really trusts Harry because Harry was sticking up for her so much. I'll try and make it in this chapter so that the tiger isn't sure of Harry just yet. Thanks loads for the review... (Wow you're a good reviewer!)
MegansMoose: HA! I never noticed that! Well, thanks loads for the review, I'm glad you're enjoying it!
eriee: Wow! I'm getting the hang of cliffhangers! Woo hoo! Thanks a lot for the review!
potter-man1: Heh. I liked the tiger as well. I'm glad you like the story, and I'll try get this chapter up as quick as possible! Thanks.
And now, after my huge answer to Anonymous' review! Finally here!
Chapter Six:
"We bow..." said Remus slowly, lowering his back but keeping his eye on Harry the whole time, "And then... we duel."
Shitshitshitshitshit.
I am so unbelievably screwed.
"I'm going to attack," Remus told him, his hands up in defence. "You're going to just follow you're instincts. Just do what ever you can to block me, understand?"
Harry nodded, and glanced at Rosie. She was studying him, her legs crossed.
She was testing him.
Harry could not stress this point enough...
Shit.
"Ready, Harry?"
"Yes,"
Then Remus lunged forward, and something in Harry's mind went into overdrive.
His mind was screaming at him, and it was like instinct took over his body...
As soon as his former Professor made contact with him, he parried the blow automatically.
Remus swung a sidekick round at him, Harry grabbed Lupin's ankle and twisted it, causing Lupin to loose his footing, and go crashing to the ground.
Harry stared at the fallen body, his mouth hanging open.
"How the hell did I do that?"
Remus was rubbing the back of his head and glaring at Harry.
"I dunno. But it sure as hell hurt."
Harry shuffled his feet nervously. "Sorry..." he mumbled, "It was just... reflex..."
"Good," said Remus, crossing his arms and staring at Harry. "Then we can bring it up a notch. I was going to go easy on you... but now that I've seen what you can do, it will be no trouble for you at all, will it Harry?" he said silkily.
"Uh-oh..." mumbled Harry, backing away from Remus and glancing at the spectators for some kind of back-up.
"You know, I'm really not that good..." he said quickly, "It was just beginners luck... I don't think that you should take it up a notch at all..."
"Scared, Potter?" Remus whispered.
Something triggered in Harry's memory.
Malfoy.
Second Year.
Harry's face darkened.
"You wish,"
Lupin smirked and swiped his leg along the floor, aiming to trip Harry up. Harry jumped over his leg, and again, for the second time that day, his instincts went into overdrive.
All he knew, was, this man is attacking me. Fight back.
And some unknown force seemed to take over Harry's body...
...And it was not long until Remus was, again, flat on his back.
"Gees, Remus," said Kingsley smoothly, raising an eyebrow in Lupin's direction. "Can't even beat a teenager. Pathetic."
Harry helped Lupin up.
"Can I try?" asked Rosie brightly, standing up.
"I trained for about a year and I want to see if I can beat Harry."
Remus nodded and smiled at her, and she walked in front of Harry.
# What are you up to? #
Harry asked her mentally.
We won't be able to beat each other,
She answered.
It's something to do with our connection. We read each others moves. Neither of us can beat one another. We'll either keep fighting forever, or end up stalemate. I just want to see the looks on their faces when they find out what we can do.
Harry grinned. This was going to be fun.
"Start," said Lupin.
They advanced, performing a series of parries, blocks, blows, kicks... but they never once hit each other. They never once were able to attack each other.
Harry ducked another of Rosie's swings, then, they both apparently had the same idea.
They grabbed each other by the shoulders, hoisted up, and swung around in a circle in an attempt to slam one another on the ground.
It didn't quite work out that way.
Their strength matched, they both spun in a half circle, raised temporarily in the air, and slammed down hard on their stomachs in the spot their opponent had been standing before.
And as Rosie predicted before...
"Stalemate..." coughed Harry.
Rosie nodded. They were both winded, so neither stirred.
Somewhere from the doorway, they heard clapping... gradually getting louder and louder. Harry looked over. All of the order was there. Absolutely everyone.
There was Bill, Charlie, Mundugus, Dumbledore, Flitwick...
"Ouch..." Rosie muttered.
Harry nodded his agreement.
"That was quite a show," said Dumbledore, still clapping.
"You say the whole thing?" asked Harry.
Dumbledore nodded his affirmation. "Indeed I did, spectacular... both of you."
Harry and Rosie both simultaneously rolled over onto their stomachs and sat up.
Dumbledore smiled at them. "I do believe you are both matched," said Dumbledore, his moustache quivering.
"Harry beat me," said Remus moodily, kicking a nearby wall.
Dumbledore laughed. "Well, I do believe they both deserve a rest."
"Yes, lunch time..." said Mrs. Weasley vaguely, "And Harry, you didn't eat anything at breakfast, so you're going to eat a lot for lunch, young man!"
Harry nodded, and he caught Severus raising his eyebrows at him, as if mentally asking him, why didn't you eat anything for breakfast?
Harry just shrugged.
When every one was out of the room, and it was just Rosie and Harry, he turned to her, and stuck out his hand.
"A job well done, Nightmare..." he muttered.
She smiled and took his hand.
"I am going to have to train you with you're magic and you're hand-to-hand combat you know. I'll bet you ten pounds you had no idea what you were doing just then and it was all a fluke."
Harry nodded. "I honestly don't know how the hell I did that,"
She took off her bracelet and held it out to him.
"Ever seen one of these?"
Harry raised his eyebrow. "Yes, I have seen a bracelet before..."
Rosie glared at him. "Don't be so... so... male."
Harry grinned.
Rosie groaned, and flicked open a little locket hanging from the bracelet.
"As strange as it sounds to a puny little mind like yours," she flicked his forehead to emphasize her point. "There's a room inside of here."
She sighed when Harry raised his eyebrow.
"A room," he said dryly. "Inside of there," he pointed at the tiny locket.
"Yes, it's activated so that only you and me can get in, and time doesn't pass inside the room," she explained. "After lunch, you and me are going to go in, and do a lot of training!"
She grinned, Harry groaned.
"So time doesn't pass in there?"
She shook her head.
"Now come on," she said, grabbing his wrist. "I'm hungry."
He allowed himself to be dragged up to the kitchen.
"Here, Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, gesturing to a plate piled high with food. "This plate is for you."
Severus smirked at him from his chair at the table.
"I can't eat all that!" Harry cried.
"We had this same argument this morning young man! You can eat it and you will eat it! Now sit!"
Harry sat dejectedly in his seat.
"Good, now eat."
Harry picked at his food.
"EAT IT RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN!"
Everyone was watching the proceedings with mounting interest.
"Okay..."
Harry picked his food up, and slowly began to eat.
It made him feel sick. It was nothing new. He just never felt like eating.
Rosie was watching him sympathetically. When she made sure no one was watching she vanished most of the meal off his plate. He looked up in bewilderment, and smiled when he spotted her. She smiled back.
Mrs. Weasley glanced at his plate.
"Oh I suppose you've eaten enough... off you go..."
He sprang up from his seat and almost ran to the door.
Rosie came out after him.
Mutely, she pointed to the bracelet. He nodded.
She held up the bracelet, and whispered something Harry couldn't hear, she grabbed his wrist at the last minute.
It felt completely different from any other kind of travel, and Harry decided that he hated it.
It felt like five different forces trying to tug you in different directions all at once. Then you would suddenly snap back together, and, voila, you're there.
Harry looked at his new surroundings.
He was in a huge hall, but each of the four walls, and the ceiling, was glass.
"Right," said Rosie, brushing the dust off her clothes and quickly snapping him out of his reverie.
"We'll start off with fire, as that's the most dangerous. And I want you to understand this. We won't be leaving here until we have covered everything. I want to get this training over as soon as possible."
"W-what?" stuttered Harry. "But that could take months!"
Rosie shook her head. "A week at the most,"
At his startled expression she said, "Oh don't worry, there's kitchens and bedrooms and such right out that door." She gestured to a small black door to their right.
"Right... fire..."
Two hours late, Harry decided that he loved fire. It was amazing, the power it gave you, the thrill... it was just... invigorating...
"Good," said Rosie. "You've got the hang of it. I'll talk you through shape- shifting next."
Shape shifting certainly lived up to its name. Harry could literally make his body any shape he wanted. He turn into any animal, He could impersonate any persons appearance or anyone's voice. But he could do other things as well. He could make spikes appear from his arms, he could cover his body in a sort of silver armor, which was impossible to break. He could do anything with his body or look like anything he wanted.
Rosie grinned at him as he absently turned his thumb into a small dagger.
"Cool, isn't it?"
He nodded, beaming.
They found he could teleport as well. Rosie just teleported with a small pop, while Harry seemed to just disappear in a puff of black smoke.
He perfected his mind reading skills, and found he could send small messages to people in his mind as well as reading minds.
He could cover anything in shadow, making it pitch black, he could turn into a shadow, able to walk through walls and such while he was in his shadow form. He was able to travel anywhere he wanted in shadows, and he could hide in any shadows so no one could see him...
But Harry loved wandless magic. Come to think of it, he loved all his powers...
"Harry!"
He turned and saw Rosie running towards him.
"We have to-"
"Go back, I know,"
She grinned. "We'll still be standing in the exact same place outside the kitchen when we get back..."
"I know... it feels really weird... I mean... I know its only been a week... but still..."
"Ready?" she asked, grabbing his wrist. Harry nodded and closed his eyes.
"One, two, three!"
God he hated doing that.
Harry blinked around as they appeared back in the hallway.
"Hey! Harry! Rosie!"
Ron had come downstairs.
"Want to come play a game of chess with us?"
They nodded.
As Ron grinned and ran up the stairs Harry muttered, "This is too weird..."
Rosie nodded, and they set up the stairs.
"Oh Harry!" she said, turning to him. "I forgot to ask! You know how you said you told 'Mione, Ginny, Ron, and the twins everything?"
Harry nodded.
"Did you tell them about you're wings as well?"
Harry scowled. "No, and I don't plan to."
She sighed as they entered the room.
"Hey," said Ginny, glancing briefly up at them from the game of chess she was playing with Ron.
Four games of chess that Harry lost terribly later, it was announced that the Order was having a meeting.
Harry and Rosie glanced at each other.
"You two," said George, pointing at Rosie and Harry, "Find out what their saying, now."
Harry nodded, grabbed Rosie and disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
Harry found that if he held on to Rosie while he was hiding in shadows, she would be able to stay unseen as well.
"An attack," clarified Severus to the room.
"Where?" grunted Moody.
"The Death Eaters are going to Hogsmeade tonight. They plan to kill every one and every thing there."
"Let's go back," Rosie whispered into his ear.
Harry nodded, and once again appeared in the bedroom.
They relayed the information to the others.
"Tonight!" squealed Hermione. "That's terrible!"
Five minutes later, a pale Mrs. Weasley came up into their room.
"Children, we've got to go somewhere. You stay here. You'll be on your own. Don't get into trouble." With a nod, she left.
"What do we do?" whispered Hermione.
Harry suddenly grinned, and said to Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins, "You lot stay here,"
Then he dragged Rosie into a corner and whispered in her ear,
"Tonight... I say we introduce Nightmare and Shadow to the wizarding world..."
And with a puff of black smoke, they were at Hogsmeade.
AN: Done! Finally! Hope this chapter is okay! Thanks, and please review!
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Anonymous: The new things that Harry's getting isn't because of his power. It's because of his parentage. Remember in the letter, it says that the glamour Lily put on Harry is going to start wearing off on his birthday? Well Snape doesn't wear glasses, and he has flat hair. So, there for, Harry doesn't need glasses because the glamour is now wearing off, but thanks for pointing that out. And also, with the magic and stuff, Rosie will train him. He doesn't mean to do the magic, some things just come naturally or just by accident, but Rosie will train him to use them properly, and there will be more stuff to do with shadows once Harry gets the hang of it. And as for the tiger, it only really trusts Harry because Harry was sticking up for her so much. I'll try and make it in this chapter so that the tiger isn't sure of Harry just yet. Thanks loads for the review... (Wow you're a good reviewer!)
MegansMoose: HA! I never noticed that! Well, thanks loads for the review, I'm glad you're enjoying it!
eriee: Wow! I'm getting the hang of cliffhangers! Woo hoo! Thanks a lot for the review!
potter-man1: Heh. I liked the tiger as well. I'm glad you like the story, and I'll try get this chapter up as quick as possible! Thanks.
And now, after my huge answer to Anonymous' review! Finally here!
Chapter Six:
"We bow..." said Remus slowly, lowering his back but keeping his eye on Harry the whole time, "And then... we duel."
Shitshitshitshitshit.
I am so unbelievably screwed.
"I'm going to attack," Remus told him, his hands up in defence. "You're going to just follow you're instincts. Just do what ever you can to block me, understand?"
Harry nodded, and glanced at Rosie. She was studying him, her legs crossed.
She was testing him.
Harry could not stress this point enough...
Shit.
"Ready, Harry?"
"Yes,"
Then Remus lunged forward, and something in Harry's mind went into overdrive.
His mind was screaming at him, and it was like instinct took over his body...
As soon as his former Professor made contact with him, he parried the blow automatically.
Remus swung a sidekick round at him, Harry grabbed Lupin's ankle and twisted it, causing Lupin to loose his footing, and go crashing to the ground.
Harry stared at the fallen body, his mouth hanging open.
"How the hell did I do that?"
Remus was rubbing the back of his head and glaring at Harry.
"I dunno. But it sure as hell hurt."
Harry shuffled his feet nervously. "Sorry..." he mumbled, "It was just... reflex..."
"Good," said Remus, crossing his arms and staring at Harry. "Then we can bring it up a notch. I was going to go easy on you... but now that I've seen what you can do, it will be no trouble for you at all, will it Harry?" he said silkily.
"Uh-oh..." mumbled Harry, backing away from Remus and glancing at the spectators for some kind of back-up.
"You know, I'm really not that good..." he said quickly, "It was just beginners luck... I don't think that you should take it up a notch at all..."
"Scared, Potter?" Remus whispered.
Something triggered in Harry's memory.
Malfoy.
Second Year.
Harry's face darkened.
"You wish,"
Lupin smirked and swiped his leg along the floor, aiming to trip Harry up. Harry jumped over his leg, and again, for the second time that day, his instincts went into overdrive.
All he knew, was, this man is attacking me. Fight back.
And some unknown force seemed to take over Harry's body...
...And it was not long until Remus was, again, flat on his back.
"Gees, Remus," said Kingsley smoothly, raising an eyebrow in Lupin's direction. "Can't even beat a teenager. Pathetic."
Harry helped Lupin up.
"Can I try?" asked Rosie brightly, standing up.
"I trained for about a year and I want to see if I can beat Harry."
Remus nodded and smiled at her, and she walked in front of Harry.
# What are you up to? #
Harry asked her mentally.
We won't be able to beat each other,
She answered.
It's something to do with our connection. We read each others moves. Neither of us can beat one another. We'll either keep fighting forever, or end up stalemate. I just want to see the looks on their faces when they find out what we can do.
Harry grinned. This was going to be fun.
"Start," said Lupin.
They advanced, performing a series of parries, blocks, blows, kicks... but they never once hit each other. They never once were able to attack each other.
Harry ducked another of Rosie's swings, then, they both apparently had the same idea.
They grabbed each other by the shoulders, hoisted up, and swung around in a circle in an attempt to slam one another on the ground.
It didn't quite work out that way.
Their strength matched, they both spun in a half circle, raised temporarily in the air, and slammed down hard on their stomachs in the spot their opponent had been standing before.
And as Rosie predicted before...
"Stalemate..." coughed Harry.
Rosie nodded. They were both winded, so neither stirred.
Somewhere from the doorway, they heard clapping... gradually getting louder and louder. Harry looked over. All of the order was there. Absolutely everyone.
There was Bill, Charlie, Mundugus, Dumbledore, Flitwick...
"Ouch..." Rosie muttered.
Harry nodded his agreement.
"That was quite a show," said Dumbledore, still clapping.
"You say the whole thing?" asked Harry.
Dumbledore nodded his affirmation. "Indeed I did, spectacular... both of you."
Harry and Rosie both simultaneously rolled over onto their stomachs and sat up.
Dumbledore smiled at them. "I do believe you are both matched," said Dumbledore, his moustache quivering.
"Harry beat me," said Remus moodily, kicking a nearby wall.
Dumbledore laughed. "Well, I do believe they both deserve a rest."
"Yes, lunch time..." said Mrs. Weasley vaguely, "And Harry, you didn't eat anything at breakfast, so you're going to eat a lot for lunch, young man!"
Harry nodded, and he caught Severus raising his eyebrows at him, as if mentally asking him, why didn't you eat anything for breakfast?
Harry just shrugged.
When every one was out of the room, and it was just Rosie and Harry, he turned to her, and stuck out his hand.
"A job well done, Nightmare..." he muttered.
She smiled and took his hand.
"I am going to have to train you with you're magic and you're hand-to-hand combat you know. I'll bet you ten pounds you had no idea what you were doing just then and it was all a fluke."
Harry nodded. "I honestly don't know how the hell I did that,"
She took off her bracelet and held it out to him.
"Ever seen one of these?"
Harry raised his eyebrow. "Yes, I have seen a bracelet before..."
Rosie glared at him. "Don't be so... so... male."
Harry grinned.
Rosie groaned, and flicked open a little locket hanging from the bracelet.
"As strange as it sounds to a puny little mind like yours," she flicked his forehead to emphasize her point. "There's a room inside of here."
She sighed when Harry raised his eyebrow.
"A room," he said dryly. "Inside of there," he pointed at the tiny locket.
"Yes, it's activated so that only you and me can get in, and time doesn't pass inside the room," she explained. "After lunch, you and me are going to go in, and do a lot of training!"
She grinned, Harry groaned.
"So time doesn't pass in there?"
She shook her head.
"Now come on," she said, grabbing his wrist. "I'm hungry."
He allowed himself to be dragged up to the kitchen.
"Here, Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, gesturing to a plate piled high with food. "This plate is for you."
Severus smirked at him from his chair at the table.
"I can't eat all that!" Harry cried.
"We had this same argument this morning young man! You can eat it and you will eat it! Now sit!"
Harry sat dejectedly in his seat.
"Good, now eat."
Harry picked at his food.
"EAT IT RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN!"
Everyone was watching the proceedings with mounting interest.
"Okay..."
Harry picked his food up, and slowly began to eat.
It made him feel sick. It was nothing new. He just never felt like eating.
Rosie was watching him sympathetically. When she made sure no one was watching she vanished most of the meal off his plate. He looked up in bewilderment, and smiled when he spotted her. She smiled back.
Mrs. Weasley glanced at his plate.
"Oh I suppose you've eaten enough... off you go..."
He sprang up from his seat and almost ran to the door.
Rosie came out after him.
Mutely, she pointed to the bracelet. He nodded.
She held up the bracelet, and whispered something Harry couldn't hear, she grabbed his wrist at the last minute.
It felt completely different from any other kind of travel, and Harry decided that he hated it.
It felt like five different forces trying to tug you in different directions all at once. Then you would suddenly snap back together, and, voila, you're there.
Harry looked at his new surroundings.
He was in a huge hall, but each of the four walls, and the ceiling, was glass.
"Right," said Rosie, brushing the dust off her clothes and quickly snapping him out of his reverie.
"We'll start off with fire, as that's the most dangerous. And I want you to understand this. We won't be leaving here until we have covered everything. I want to get this training over as soon as possible."
"W-what?" stuttered Harry. "But that could take months!"
Rosie shook her head. "A week at the most,"
At his startled expression she said, "Oh don't worry, there's kitchens and bedrooms and such right out that door." She gestured to a small black door to their right.
"Right... fire..."
Two hours late, Harry decided that he loved fire. It was amazing, the power it gave you, the thrill... it was just... invigorating...
"Good," said Rosie. "You've got the hang of it. I'll talk you through shape- shifting next."
Shape shifting certainly lived up to its name. Harry could literally make his body any shape he wanted. He turn into any animal, He could impersonate any persons appearance or anyone's voice. But he could do other things as well. He could make spikes appear from his arms, he could cover his body in a sort of silver armor, which was impossible to break. He could do anything with his body or look like anything he wanted.
Rosie grinned at him as he absently turned his thumb into a small dagger.
"Cool, isn't it?"
He nodded, beaming.
They found he could teleport as well. Rosie just teleported with a small pop, while Harry seemed to just disappear in a puff of black smoke.
He perfected his mind reading skills, and found he could send small messages to people in his mind as well as reading minds.
He could cover anything in shadow, making it pitch black, he could turn into a shadow, able to walk through walls and such while he was in his shadow form. He was able to travel anywhere he wanted in shadows, and he could hide in any shadows so no one could see him...
But Harry loved wandless magic. Come to think of it, he loved all his powers...
"Harry!"
He turned and saw Rosie running towards him.
"We have to-"
"Go back, I know,"
She grinned. "We'll still be standing in the exact same place outside the kitchen when we get back..."
"I know... it feels really weird... I mean... I know its only been a week... but still..."
"Ready?" she asked, grabbing his wrist. Harry nodded and closed his eyes.
"One, two, three!"
God he hated doing that.
Harry blinked around as they appeared back in the hallway.
"Hey! Harry! Rosie!"
Ron had come downstairs.
"Want to come play a game of chess with us?"
They nodded.
As Ron grinned and ran up the stairs Harry muttered, "This is too weird..."
Rosie nodded, and they set up the stairs.
"Oh Harry!" she said, turning to him. "I forgot to ask! You know how you said you told 'Mione, Ginny, Ron, and the twins everything?"
Harry nodded.
"Did you tell them about you're wings as well?"
Harry scowled. "No, and I don't plan to."
She sighed as they entered the room.
"Hey," said Ginny, glancing briefly up at them from the game of chess she was playing with Ron.
Four games of chess that Harry lost terribly later, it was announced that the Order was having a meeting.
Harry and Rosie glanced at each other.
"You two," said George, pointing at Rosie and Harry, "Find out what their saying, now."
Harry nodded, grabbed Rosie and disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
Harry found that if he held on to Rosie while he was hiding in shadows, she would be able to stay unseen as well.
"An attack," clarified Severus to the room.
"Where?" grunted Moody.
"The Death Eaters are going to Hogsmeade tonight. They plan to kill every one and every thing there."
"Let's go back," Rosie whispered into his ear.
Harry nodded, and once again appeared in the bedroom.
They relayed the information to the others.
"Tonight!" squealed Hermione. "That's terrible!"
Five minutes later, a pale Mrs. Weasley came up into their room.
"Children, we've got to go somewhere. You stay here. You'll be on your own. Don't get into trouble." With a nod, she left.
"What do we do?" whispered Hermione.
Harry suddenly grinned, and said to Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins, "You lot stay here,"
Then he dragged Rosie into a corner and whispered in her ear,
"Tonight... I say we introduce Nightmare and Shadow to the wizarding world..."
And with a puff of black smoke, they were at Hogsmeade.
AN: Done! Finally! Hope this chapter is okay! Thanks, and please review!
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