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Chapter 5-Sixteen
Most wizards come into their powers. Usually they have the ability to tap into a certain, small portion at a young age and begin to control that magic at the age of 11. Afterwards, some gradually gain access to the rest of their magical potential and learn to control it quite easily. Still others "jump" into them and suddenly have access to much more power than previously assumed; in this case it is much more difficult to harness and control the power. Normally the full magical potential is reached by the age of 16, sometimes earlier, but not later. No matter what, witches and wizards are born with a certain amout of magic and they never gain or lose it. There isn't usually room to harness any more power than a witch or wizard is born with. A magical person simply grows into his or her powers and they only find access to it and learn to control it to make it more effective
Harry Potter is not most wizards.
Harry was born with a greater than average amount of power to begin with, and he was accidentally given more power when Voldemort tried to kill him on that fateful Halloween. As of the night before his sixteenth birthday, he was one of the most powerful wizards at his school. That was about to change.
The infamous boy-who-lived was sleeping peacefully the night before his sixteenth birthday. Having spent most of the day either talking to Sirius or planning for his upcoming birthday party, he was fairly worn out by the end of the day. He had no idea what was to happen that night.
At precisely 12:00 midnight, during the first seconds of July 31, Harry was forced awake when he took his very first breath of his sixteenth year of life.
He was experiencing an incredible feeling, something nearly indescribable. He slowly breathed in, feeling as though an empty space inside of him was being filled. He arched his back and wriggled in his bed-the feeling was at once painful and wonderful. His second breath brought a new sensation; a shock of some sort of current was sent through his body, beginning in the center of is being and stretching to the tips of his fingers and toes. One last breath, and he felt complete, as if this feeling was what his body and soul were waiting for his entire life. Letting out his third breath, Harry Potter promptly rolled to his side and immediately fell asleep, simultaneously forgetting about his first experience as a 16-year-old.
A/N: short, yet extremely important. You'll find out what it was soon enough.
