Chapter 3 - Isis

Harry and Blaze walked away from the Guild. Harry wearing his Guild robes, and Blaze carrying the other two. They walked in silence for some time. Blaze was deep in thought, trying to figure a way to help Harry through the rough months ahead. He knew of his peoples prejudice towards wizard kind. He knew that the boy would be ridiculed and tormented, just for what he was. Though all of this was hardly easy, the worst of the young man's troubles would be to prove himself. He would be accused of using his 'corrupt' magic into fooling the Circle. The only way people would believe the markings were true is if they got to see Harry use them, and the easiest way to do that, was to provoke him. 'He will have a hard time indeed.' Blaze thought.

The pair descended from the higher elevation and continued towards the main market. As they walked through the forest of blue Aspen Maples, Harry felt at peace as the hundreds of small creeks and brooks trickled around him. He really liked this particular forest. 'I have to find some time to explore.' He thought as he stepped lightly over a fallen tree.

Blaze brought them into the main market area and turned to Harry. "I think we need to get you some new clothes. You'll need some other things too."

"Er…yeah I guess I would." He replied looking down at his Guild robes. "What type of currency is used here? Is it muggle, wizard, or something different?" Harry asked.

"Oh, it's the same as wizard's I guess. We use a branch of Gringotts. You know, to keep on good terms with the Goblins." Blaze said in a slight chuckle. "That's probably why they've never fought us like they have your kind. We never try to tell them how to do their job, and we don't threaten to change currency. Goblins are very sensitive when it comes to money."

"Well in that case I don't have a problem with it." Harry said as he untied his money pouch. He was extremely grateful he decided to wear it, and filled it with Galleons. He was almost positive that Blaze would help him in some way, but he already felt indebted to the man, and having to owe him money would be even worse.

"I could just pay for it Harry." Blaze said confirming the young man's thoughts.

"Thanks, but I'd feel better buying it."

"If you insist." Harry just nodded. "Are you sure you can pay for it? We do have a lot to buy today."

"I'll be able to. I've always paid for my school supplies before, this won't be much different."

"Alright then." Blaze said, not sounding too convinced. "Lets get you some clothes, and then we'll move onto something more fun. I hate clothes shopping, but hey, at least it's not for me."

The pair walked off of the forest trail, and their shoes connected with the hard cobble stone path. Silence descended upon the market place. Harry tried to ignore it. He was used to being starred at, but this was different. Usually when Harry was in public the looks he received were more of awe, and astonishment. This was different. Hate filled their eyes as they looked down upon him. He was startled at first, no one knew him here, and yet, they hated him. He caught slight whispers as they trudged through the crowd.

"Did you see the markings?"

"Yeah that can't be possible. He is a wizard though, I wouldn't put it past his kind to deceive the sacred Circle."

"I can't believe the Guild accepted him."

"We have to do something about this." Was the last comment Harry heard, whispered by an elderly earth elemental, before Blaze ushered him into a light wooden building, with a shirt shaped sign hanging above the entrance.

As Harry entered he immediately recognized the smell of fabric, but everything else in the store seemed foreign to him. He looked around at the architecture and was surprised that he couldn't find a single beam. The main room had more of a curve; there were no true right angles, or straight lines. He tried, and failed to find a single; bolt, screw, or nail. In reality the shop wasn't special it was just something Harry had never seen before. Most, if not all of the wooden elemental buildings were similar to this one.

The pair walked passed the displays and towards the counter where an elderly earth elemental stood flipping through her order forms. The shop owner looked up as they came closer and gave both of them a gentle smile. She seemed different than the others did. Her hazel eyes were more understanding, more accepting than any Harry had ever seen.

"How can I help you today?" She asked.

"We need a complete wardrobe for this young man, do you think you can help?" Blaze asked.

"Oh I'm sure we can." She looked towards Harry, "Any particular style Mr. Potter?" She asked.

"Er…before that, I'm curious, how did you know my name?" Harry inquired.

"Sorry dear, I guess I didn't formally introduce myself. I'm Notus and, you're Harry Potter, The boy-who-lived. We all know about you, but here you're just another wizard. Not an icon of hope, but one of disgrace. I'm sorry about that." She said, her voice wavering slightly. Once she regained her composure she started again. "You see, my sister was born a witch and I an elemental. My parents were both muggles, so it was rather odd, but we've managed. I know what you've done for your people, and for my sister, for that you will always have my respect. I'll help you anyway I can Mr. Potter, you just ask."

Harry was shocked, speechless really. He knew it would be tough here, the crowd was a testament to that, but if he had just a few people like Blaze and this woman to confide in, he could manage. "Thank you," he said regaining his ability to form words. "but could you call me Harry?"

"Sure Harry," She said with another smile, "Now what type of clothing would you like?" She asked getting back to business.

"Whatever you think would look best." He replied.

"Just the words I wanted to hear." She replied with another genuine smile. "Well let's see what you'll be most suited for." Said Notus as she walked around the counter to get a better look at his Guild robes. "Well you're the special one aren't you?" She asked, surveying the markings.

Notus decided to go with mostly blue and whites. Even though Harry was a fire elemental, his tattoo formed in blue flames, so Notus decided blue would suit him better than red. After an hour or so, of complete and total boredom in Harry's view, he had enough: pants, shirts, jackets, shoes, robes, hats, and undergarments, to last him a lifetime. When the total came Harry checked his money pouch and ashamed that he didn't have enough. Then he saw his key. "Excuse me, but is there a way I can pay through my Gringotts account?"

"Sure dear. Just hand me your key. I'll make an imprint, that you'll have to sign." Harry handed over his key, and signed the document saying that he authorized the payment. Since Harry had so many clothes resized, Blaze asked if they could be sent to his house. The elderly elemental had no complaints.

As the pair walked towards the other shop, Harry asked, "How does the key imprint work? I mean how did she know I had enough money to cover the clothes?"

"I guess you don't know too much about the Wizarding world either, do you?" Blaze said. "The parchment you signed is a piece of goblin magic. If you didn't have enough, your signature never would have shown." Harry just nodded as they made there way to the other shop.

As they approached the bookstore Harry couldn't ignore the stares any longer and hurried inside. Harry wouldn't say that he found books all that interesting, but this was different. This was a form of magic that he knew nothing about and he intended on learning as much as he could. He purchased books on topics ranging from basic elemental theory, to advanced control and techniques. He had to purchase quite a few considering each title was specific to only one element. He also purchased a few titles that Blaze insisted upon.

"If you're going to live here, and live with my family, then you're going to have to learn our sports." He said as he handed a book to Harry with the cover displaying something that resembled an epic battle. With fire, earth, and water flying in all directions. Upon closer inspection you could see that it was a field, but to Harry it was a battlefield.

"This is a sport?" Asked Harry. "It looks like they're at war."

"Oh come on, it's nothing like war." He said grabbing the book from Harry, "Well this isn't the best picture, but it's great. We call it Elemental Football. Not soccer, but real football, American football with an elemental twist. You'll love it."

"Er…right." Harry said as he placed the book onto his already growing pile. Harry made his way to the counter caring as many book as he could, while Blaze carried the rest. The pair dropped the items on the counter and waited for the clerk. A few minutes later a man dressed in deep blue greeted them. Then his eyes fell upon Harry.

"You're the wizard aren't you?" He asked.

"Er…" Was all Harry could say.

"I'll take that as a yes. Your whole race is incompetent. You're their supposed 'savior' and even you can't string two words together. You're a worthless…" He trailed off as Blaze stepped in front of Harry, with his eyes glowing red, and his posture offensive.

"Keep your thoughts to yourself. He is part of my house, and he will be protected as such. Now ring up the books clerk." Blaze spat. The man obviously fearful of Blaze did as he was told, and Harry paid with Galleons, instead of his key.

After the two left they moved onto another store. The only sign above it was of two swords and a shield. Upon entering Harry was a little afraid. He really never had any weapons training, and this looked like an armory. Swords, axes, various blades, bows, and staffs were spread about the room. A whole section seemed to contain only battle armor. Harry looked around while Blaze spoke with the store manager.

He walked through all the finely crafted blades, but nothing he saw felt right. He liked their look, but he couldn't see himself actually using them. He walked towards the bows, and instantly he felt one 'call' to him. As he moved closer he could see an intricate ebony bow that held behind a glass case. The dark wood shined brightly in the somewhat dark store. Harry saw a small glint of light come from the center of the bow, but the way it was positioned he couldn't see what it was. So he slid open the display and reached for the bow. He could now see two small gems imbedded in the wood. Harry was about to grab the bow when the store manager yelled.

"WHAT do you think you're doing?"

Harry looked up to a large fire elemental. The man seemed to be in his late forties and had multiple scars across his aging face. He was well built and it was easily seen through his tattered battle robes. Harry instinctively stepped away from the bow and tried to muster an apology, but ended up staying mute.

"I asked you a question. What do you think you're doing?" He asked again but without the anger he had before.

"I just wanted to see what was sparkling." Harry replied timidly but kept his eyes locked with the shop owners.

The fire elemental just kept his gaze locked on Harry and said, "And?"

"And I felt it…er…call to me."

"Did you now?" his hard expression faltered and a small smile grazed his lips. The shop owners deep red eyes looked at Harry's guild robes and said, "But I guess you would, wouldn't you?" Harry didn't say anything. Not knowing what the man meant. "Let me explain," he continued. "Those things that were sparkling are a form of protection. Only an elemental can hold this bow, only an air and water elemental." He let out a rough laugh and continued. "You see my Father thought it would be funny to make the most magnificent bow anyone has ever seen, and make it useless to only the most gifted. Do you understand what I mean?"

Harry nodded slowly, then shook his head and said, "No, not really."

"Since it is unheard of for an elemental to control both water and air, this bow would sit until only the most gifted elemental would come to claim it. You are that gifted one. Do you understand now?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, now you may take the bow."

Harry raised his hand rather hesitantly, then his Gryffindor courage took over and he wrapped his fingers around the finely polished bow. The two striking gems sparkled brightly as he pulled the weapon from its case. As he held it, he felt a small tingle of warmth spread through him. The second his fingers grazed the taught string; he knew this would be something he enjoyed.

Harry looked up to the two fire elementals and asked, "What is it made of?"

The shop owner responded proudly, "The wood is the richest ebony. It's rather hard to find, and not easy to control, but my father was a master. He also added the elfin elemental stones, and a phoenix feather core, for why I have no idea." Harry looked puzzled as did Blaze. "The only reason I could see for the stones was some strange protection, but the phoenix feather doesn't effect elementals at all. I have no idea why he would use it. I guess that's for you to find out. If you would like to take it."

"Of course."

"Great, you'll also need a quiver of arrows, and a way of carrying it." He looked to Blaze. "Anything else you need for him?"

"Well he is a fire elemental so he should have skill with a sword, and a water elemental, so throwing daggers would also come in handy."

"Great, now come this way." He said as he led them to the back of the shop.

The trio walked into a room of daggers. Thousands of them glinted in the dim light. Each had it's own style and holding pouch. Harry walked around the room trying to find the same feeling he had with the bow. He let his fingers graze the handles of the intricate blades. As he walked halfway around the room and still felt nothing he started to worry. Then just as the thought traced across his synapses he felt something. As slight trickle, something wet on his index finger. He looked down to see a set of deep blue daggers. The metal work was so detailed it looked as if the entire dagger was made of water. Harry lifted the pouch and turned to the fire elementals.

"You would like these?" asked Blaze. Harry nodded. "Okay, tie them on. The strap should reach your shoulder and the blades should lie at your hip. Harry did as he was told and was amazed to find the pouch a perfect fit. The curve of the case even fit his slim frame. "Yes, those are yours." Blaze said.

The storeowner stepped forward and said, "Okay, blades, and a bow are done. Now we need to find you a sword. Did anything in there feel right to you?"

"No sir. Nothing like the bow, or the daggers." Harry replied confidently.

"Okay. That's fine. Not everyone finds their weapons; most do, but not all. You'll simply have to make your own. I'm sure Blaze can help you, until then; find a practice kantana that feels the right weight."

After a few minutes Harry had found a wooden sword, and a sheath. The next item he need was battle robes. These would protect him in a duel. Most of the protection was from fire attacks, but the thin armor would also guard against arrows, knives, and swords. Harry picked out a thick navy blue under coat, which was much lighter than it seemed. Over that he wore a deep blue, almost black overcoat, which fell to his ankles, but surprisingly allowed easy movement. Across his arms he wore a pair of light grey leather arm guards. Since Harry was going to fill out during his time in Quadril they decided to make everything larger than needed.

Twenty minutes later the pair walked out of the 'armory' as Harry called it and headed towards the forest. Blaze led the way as Harry as trying to get used to his new 'attire', the daggers sheath fit perfectly, but the bow across his back was different. The sword at his hip wasn't too much of a bother but it did get in the way from time to time.

Blaze and Harry continued walking for quite some time as their surroundings kept changing. At first Harry could see a few homes scattered about the densely vegetated forest, but now there were only deep blue trees. As they walked Harry fired question after question at Blaze, who didn't seem to mind in the slightest. "Isn't there a faster way to get there?" Harry asked.

"We could always fire travel like we did before but that would be lazy. You need the exercise; tomorrow you'll be running from the house to Guild and back. So you better pay attention to where we're going. I don't want to lose you." Blaze said.

"Run?"

"Yeah, you know moving your legs at an accelerated rate to increase your speed. I'd thought you would have heard of it by now. People have been doing it for ages."

"Oh ha, ha. I know what running is. Its just most wizards don't condone physical activities like running."

"Well we're not wizards are we? The only thing you wizards do that could even been considered exercise is that Quidisomething game; and that's a lazy sport. The broom does all the work."

"WHAT?" Harry nearly shouted. "Quidditch is the best game in the world, and the broom doesn't do all the work. It takes a lot of skill to play that game." Harry said in a tone that sounded very close to a growl.

"In the Wizarding world maybe."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked. Thinking 'There can't possibly be a sport better then quidditch.'

"What I mean is we 'play' different types of games. I've already told you a bit about elemental football, but we have others. The games aren't necessarily sports but competitions."

"Explain?"

"We train ourselves to compete in tournaments for fun. Each has to do with your element. We have duels like wizards do, but ours are pretty intense. Nothing deadly it's just for fun. Well it's usually just for fun." Blaze said, as Harry was about to ask another question. "There also archery contests, and dagger throwing, sword fighting, and other weapon exercises. Don't worry about it, I'm sure the twins will fill you in."

"Twins?"

"Yeah, Sam and Bill. They're my sons."

"Why are there names so…er…plain?" Harry asked trying to find the most polite way to say it.

"Actually those are there real names. We all have real names, it's just we choose names later in life. They haven't chosen. I think they like it. They've always tried to be different." He laughed. "Usually one will change their name by the age of ten, but those two didn't. I think they never will."

"So everyone gets to pick their own name?"

"Well I wouldn't say pick, it is given to you. It's just you choose to keep your original name, or you Guild title. The twins have already received their title it's just they haven't decided to change."

"So what type of elementals are they?" Harry asked.

"Oh Sam is a fire elemental and Bill an air. Strange how it worked out that way." He said as if lost in thought for a moment. "But what's surprising is there skills are very closely related."

"So different elements can emulate others?"

"No, not usually. I think it has something to do with them being twins. I remember their first day at school when their teacher tried to separated them." Blaze gave a slight chuckle. "They sure did demolish that classroom. Took us a week to put everything back in order." Blaze looked back at Harry, who had a worried look on his face. "Oh don't worry they haven't done that in ages. They have a lot more control now."

"Er…glad to hear it." Harry said rather nervously.

"They act so much alike personality wise, that their elements just followed suit. That's what I believe anyway. Does that make any sense?"

"Yeah a bit." Harry said as their conversion died away. Harry took in all his surroundings. Watching everything as they went. He believed Blaze when he said Harry would be running tomorrow and made sure he knew his way around. They passed many unique groves, and trees as they went. Harry knew he wouldn't have a problem finding his way. Everything was so unique he'd have no problem navigating the trails. Harry was so engrossed in his surroundings that he didn't notice he was standing in front of his future home until Blaze said.

"Welcome home."

Harry was too shocked to say anything he just kept walking up the cobblestone pathway. As the pair neared the entrance Harry felt the strange wind surround him. Harry looked at Blaze for an explanation and he got it.

"The twins are coming."

Just then he felt the wind shifting as two tornados formed just fifty meters in front of them one was fairly normal, but the other was bright red. The twin tornados sped towards them at an alarming speed. Harry was about to run but the twisters began to dissipate. As the air and fire parted nearly identical twin boys stood in front of them. They looked around fourteen years of age. Each had looked the same, except for one had shockingly yellow eyes, with long flowing red hair. While the other had extremely pale blue eyes and nearly clear white hair.

"Hi Dad, who's this?" Both twins chorused.

"This is Harry. Harry this is Sam and Bill. Sam is the red haired one, and Bill the white. Harry will be staying with us for a while."

"Great I've always wanted a brother." Said the twin on the left.

"HEY." Said the other with an offended look on his face.

"Well you know what I mean. A brother that doesn't look so much like myself."

"Yeah I know, I can't believe I am as ugly as you."

"Alright boys. Is your mother home?" Asked Blaze.

"No not yet. She said she might have to work late and…" said Bill. "…It's you're duty as a father to cook dinner when she can't.' Finished the twin on the left in a mocking tone.

"Oh right…forgot about that." Said Blaze as he motioned for Harry and the twins to continue towards the house. Harry examined the house, as they got closer. It was a large house but not excessively. It was composed of a dark stone, which seemed to grow from the earth. Surround the house were two types of trees, Red Maple, and White Russian Olive. Though the stone was seamless, many large windows broke the smooth surface. Harry looked through one as the group marched into the house. Harry could see that the glass was actually formed from the stone. 'I'll never get used to these homes.' Harry thought.

The twins opened the front doors, and Harry walked in. The first thing he noticed was how modern everything was, compared to wizards. They actually had brand name furniture and electric appliances. The house was clean and orderly but not starch and pristine as was the Dursley's. Harry liked the way it felt, natural and comforting. It didn't have the same feel as the Burrow but it was still comforting non-the less.

"Boy's why don't you get Harry settled. I think the room across from yours will do fine, after that come down and we'll have some dinner."

"Okay" Chorused the twins as they led Harry up a spiral staircase.

The two lead Harry through the house and stopped in front of a bare wooden door. Harry looked across the hallway to the twin's room and noticed the doors had a mural painted on them. Each door showed a different seen as two tornados ripping apart a classroom. Harry started laughing as he saw this.

"What's so funny?" asked the twin on the left.

"Your doors." Harry said.

"Oh, yeah we do that every school year." Said the twin on the right. "Usually on the first day, but lately teachers have caught on." Said the Sam. "So we have found better places to do it." Said the Bill. "This year we're going to cause the largest food fight in the history of Quadril. We plan to do the twin tornado trick at lunch time on the first day back." Said one of the twins. "It's going to be great." They said together.

"I'm sure it will be. How do you get away with it though? I mean, can't you get in trouble for it?" Harry asked.

"Yeah we can, but we haven't yet…"

"…You see the rules say that you can't use your elemental control to travel through the hallways…"

"…But it doesn't say anything about the classrooms. They changed that though." He said with a sigh.

"Because of us. Now you're not allowed to use the elemental travel through the halls or the classrooms…"

"But they didn't say anything about the mess hall." The two finished with a sly smirk upon their faces.

"Brilliant." Was all Harry could add the entire explanation.

"Right…well here's your room. It's not much but it will do." Said one of the twins as he opened the door.

The room was much larger than his old one at the Dursley's. Their was a king size bed placed in the middle of the room lined with grey sheets. Above the bed there was a large window that over looked the front of the house. To the right there was a small desk and leather chair. Lining the walls were hundreds of books. Most of them seemed to discuss elemental theory and explanation.

"It's great." Harry said.

"It's boring." Stated one of the twins simply.

"Yeah there's nothing to it. It's plain, but I'm sure Mum and Dad won't mind you changing it." Said the other twin.

"Okay." Harry said.

"So what type of elemental are you?" asked one of the twins.

"Er…"

"Come on just tell us. We're going to find out anyway." Said the other twin.

"Well I'm an air, water, and fire elemental." Harry said rather quietly.

"WHAT?"

"No you're not. You can't be. No one has every had the ability to control more than two elements." Said one of the boys as the other just nodded his head in agreement.

"I know, but it's true." Harry said.

"Can we see your robes then?" They asked together.

"Uh…sure I guess." Harry said as he shrugged off his weapons and pulled out a Guild robe. He handed it to the twins as he removed the top layer of his battle robes. The twins each stared in awe of the three intricate symbols. Sam was the first to speak. "Is there any movement to them?"

"Some." Harry replied modestly. He didn't feel like drawing futher attention to himself, but he knew he'd have to tell them at some point anyway, but now wasn't the time.

"Mom will be happy when she sees you. She's been looking for someone to train." Said Bill as he placed Harry's robe on the bed.

"Well she did train me, but that's expected." Said Sam

"She still hasn't officially taken an apprentice though."

"Yeah, she's a really powerful air elemental so she can't train anyone that's not as powerful as she is…"

"Except family." Added the other twin.

"…Yeah except family, and you definitely qualify in the power department." Finished the other twin.

"That's great. Could I ask you a question?" Harry asked.

"Sure." They said together.

"How is that everything here is so down to earth, yet you have modern electrical appliances?"

"Oh that. Well dad really likes all that stuff. He says it makes everything easier. We have water-powered generator out near the creek. A lot of the community members frown upon it, but it doesn't do any harm." Said Sam.

"They had a fit. Do you remember the Vaughn Family?"

"Yeah, there son wouldn't leave us alone about it. Saying we were hurting the land. He's the one you makes giant cracks in it for kicks."

Bill turned serious and said, "You don't want to mess with their family. They aren't the best people."

"Yeah I've met Elder Vaughn. He doesn't like me." Harry stated, which he had to admit was an understatement. Elder Vaughn hated him.

"It's alright he really doesn't care for anyone."

Harry was about to reply when he heard Blaze call from down stairs, "Boy's your mother's home."

Both boys took off down the hallway. They were halfway to the stairs when they noticed Harry wasn't moving. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" Said Sam.

"Nothing." Harry said as he joined the other two.

As the twins and Harry entered the living room they were greeted by a beautiful woman. She was of average height. She had perfectly white hair that flowed off her shoulders halfway down her back. Her eyes were mixture of grey and white that swirled together, and a small smile played upon her lips as she saw her boys speeding towards her.

"How have you two been today?" She asked, she didn't seem to notice; the small, skinny, dark haired boy behind them.

"Great mum. We'd like you to meet Harry." The two said together.

Her majestic gaze followed their motion towards Harry standing just to the left of them.

"Well hello there Harry. My name is Isis, I guess Blaze has forgotten to tell me something, but no bother. How are you?"

"I'm good ma'am." Harry stated shyly.

"That's good, but please refrain from calling me ma'am. Isis will be sufficient; ma'am just makes me sound old. Do I look old to you?" She asked in mock hurt tone.

"No…I wasn't…I didn't mean to…" Harry started stuttering.

Isis and the boys started laughing. "Don't worry about it Harry. I was just kidding, but I do think you should lighten up a bit."

"Yes ma…Isis."

"Well I'm sure we'll catch up over dinner. Let me go check how that's going. You better stay out here, Blaze gets a little overzealous with his cooking." She said.

Isis turned towards the kitchen and raised her arms before she opened the door. Harry could sense she was moving the air around them. As she opened the door Harry could clearly see a wall of air protecting her. When the door opened all the boys could see was bright red flames shooting in all directions.

'I guess that's what the shield was for' Harry thought.

After a short while Isis returned from the raging inferno they call a kitchen and told the boys dinner would be ready in a minute. Shortly after Blaze came out carrying many dishes and trays.

"Well here you go. I didn't know what food you liked Harry so I made a bit of everything. I hope you don't mind."

Harry sat down at the table and looked around at the food in front of him. Everything he could ever want was there. It was like a meal the house elves at Hogwarts would serve, just on a smaller scale.

"This looks great sir, thank you."

"Not a problem Harry, but you called me sir, it's Blaze."

"Sorry."

"Blaze dear would you mind telling me why Harry is here. It seems you forgot to mention that earlier." Said Isis as she stared at her husband.

"Oh right, sorry about that. Harry is going to be staying with us for a while. He needs to be trained. I thought this would be the best home for him considering the special circumstances." Blaze said.

"And what are these special circumstances?" She asked.

"Harry is a very powerful air elemental like yourself, more so actually. He's also a water and fire elemental. I thought that you could train him in his use of air, I could teach him in fire, and the water Elder has decided to train him in that." Said Blaze as he carefully watched his wife's expression. He could see straight off she was shocked. Her fork dropped from her hands and a vacant expression appeared on her face. "Are you alright dear?" He asked.

"Mum you okay?" Asked Bill with a slight smile.

"Yeah mum you look a little pale." Added Sam.

"Ahh…yeah I'm fine boys. Did you just say Harry could control three elements?" She asked in a voice that was just above a whisper.

"Yeah I did. He just discovered his powers this morning actually. So I think he'll have a lot to show us once he's trained up a bit." Blaze said with a slight chuckle.

"Yeah I think so too." Said Isis. "If you don't mind I'm going to go for a walk. I need to clear my head."

"Not at all dear." Said Blaze, "We'll see you when you get back."

"Alright." She said as she walked out the front door.

"Is she going to be okay?" Asked Harry.

"Oh she'll be fine." Said Bill.

"Yeah just great when she gets back." Said Sam.

"She always does that when she's surprised with something great." Finished Bill.

"Oh alright." Harry said as he finished his last bite of food. As if it was an instinct Harry got up and grabbed his plate, and reached for a dish on the table. (Just a normal thing to do at the Dursley's) The only difference tonight was he didn't have to cook the meal also. As he reached for the dish the twins stopped him.

"What are you doing?" They asked together.

"Er…Just clearing the table." Harry said.

"Why?" The two asked.

"It's just something I did at home." Harry stated simply.

"Ah…Well here it's not like that. We all take turns with chores and such. The twins have the dishes tonight." Blaze said. "And while they do that we have a letter to write."

"Okay." Harry said as he set the plates down and followed Blaze into the living room.

Blaze walked over to a small desk and pulled out a stack of paper and a strange looking pen. It was all-metal and had a sharp point. There didn't seem to be any ink in it. He placed a piece paper and a pen in front of Harry and told him to take the pen.

"Now the first thing you'll want to do is think of fire and how it relates to you. Think of how it moves, how it consumes what it touches, how it feeds off the world. "

Harry thought of sitting in front of the Gryffindor fireplace. Letting the heat radiate towards him. He imagined the fire swaying back and forth as it sat on top of the logs. Harry could feel as strange warmth envelope him. He could actually feel the flames from the fire.

"Okay great, now I want you to focus that energy through your arm, down your hand, into your fingers, and finally to the tip of the pen."

Harry did what he was told. He allowed the fire to travel through him and directed it towards the pen. He opened his eyes to see the pen's tip glowing bright red.

"I did that?" Harry asked

"Yes you did and a lot faster than I thought you would have." Blaze said. "Now comes the hard part. Use the pen to right your letter but don't set the paper on fire. This usually requires many tries, but once you get it, you'll never forget."

Harry set the pen to the paper and it instantly caught a flame. Harry repeated this process at least fifty times before he finally managed to mark the paper without burning it. Once he got comfortable writing with the pen he started his letter. While each word was etched into the paper Harry thought. "I hope this is good enough for them."