A/n: this chapter will have a lot of POV switching, and is most likely
going to be short. Sorry, but that's how it has to go.
Where in the World is Harry James Potter? Chapter Thirteen: out of the cauldron, and into Snape's potion class
Harry awoke the next morning achy and sore. He decided it was time for him to soak in the hot spring. (Note: I don't think Europe has much geothermal activity, so I'm saying it's a regular spring that's magically heated.) He grabbed his swimming clothes and flew himself out the window towards the spring.
After a long soak, Harry flew into his room. Today was Saturday, That meant it was time to duel with Azarel again. He slipped into his armor and grabbed his staff blade. (Note: His staff has a spear point at one end and an axe head at the other. I believe the proper name of it is a Bardiche.)
Harry finished his morning stretches and waited. Harry loved dueling with Azarel. Especially now that Azarel wasn't holding back. It just felt.Good to fight him.
**With Ginny**
Ginny reviewed the plan in her head. Six soldiers would sneak up on the Lestrange mansion and toss grenades into each of the upper floor windows while the rest of the troop would encircle the building and close in when the grenades detonated. It was a perfect plan, assuming Voldemort wasn't there. If Voldemort was there, well. it would explain why they had a tank with them.
Ginny turned and engaged Oliver in some sort of conversation. It was going to be a long drive.
**With Harry**
After waiting for Azarel for two hours, Harry went inside to see what was up. Turns out Azarel and Merlin were scrounging at the ministry building. Harry sighed and changed from his armor to his work clothes. This meant he had to do his morning chores. Harry pocketed a rejuvenation potion, just to make sure he wasn't too tired for the fight when it came. Which would be about three in the afternoon. With a groan, Harry went to work.
**With Ginny**
Sitting in the back of a pickup was killer, especially when you had been riding for three and-a-half-hours. So naturally, Ginny (In her Harry disguise) agreed to drive for awhile.
Ginny put her foot all the way down on the gas. Raucous cheers came from the truck bed, including repeated chants of "Floor it! Floor it!"
What else was she to do? She floored it.
**With Harry**
Harry cursed under his breath. Nobody had cleaned anything in his absence. Cleaning up after pigs was already a pain in the ass. Now imagine it being left undone for a few days. Not a pretty sight.
Hours later, Azarel arrived. Harry got himself ready instantly. Soon they were both standing outside in full armor. Azarel's hammer sparkling with Holy strength, Harry's Bardiche glowing with Magical might. Merlin waved his staff and the battle began
**With Ginny**
The Lestrange manor was now in plain sight, so Ginny stopped the truck. The other trucks and the tank stopped as well. Sunset was only a few minutes away. Everyone got out of whatever vehicle they were in and arranged themselves at strategic points around the large house. Concealment charms were cast upon the vehicles and people. Now, all they had to do was wait.
**With Harry**
Steel clashed on steel as Harry and Azarel exchanged blows. So far, it seemed an even match. Azarel's sword swung at Harry's head. Harry sidestepped and thrust his spear-point at Azarel's throat. Azarel grabbed just above the head and pulled, sending Harry at him. That was just what Harry had wanted. Harry propelled himself at Azarel and slammed his shoulder into the center of Azarel's chest, knocking the angel down and sending his sword flying. Azarel knocked away Harry's spear leaving them both unarmed. Harry however, was standing, Azarel was not. Harry leaped on top of Azarel and started pummeling him, Raining blows on his angelic body. Azarel pulled his feet between him and Harry and kicked upwards, sending Harry off of him. Azarel used that time to pull himself up. There was only one problem, Harry had his staff-blade back and was standing over him. Harry had won, fair and square.
"You've won Harry." Azarel told him "Now I can go home."
**With Ginny**
Ginny watched the six soldiers sneak up the hill. She watched them find windows. She watched each soldier toss two grenades into their chosen window. Ginny watched them explode. Then Ginny watched the mansion fall to the ground in ruins. Then Ginny gasped. She saw none other than Lord Voldemort emerge from the ruins. He looked pissed.
**With Harry**
Azarel's spirit began to leave his body, but he continued to talk to Harry.
"You have freed me from my eternal curse, and for that, I will grant one favor to you, so long as it is within my power." Azarel's voice rumbled
Harry thought for a moment before answering,
"I want to remember. I want to remember everything." Harry replied
END!
Where in the World is Harry James Potter? Chapter Thirteen: out of the cauldron, and into Snape's potion class
Harry awoke the next morning achy and sore. He decided it was time for him to soak in the hot spring. (Note: I don't think Europe has much geothermal activity, so I'm saying it's a regular spring that's magically heated.) He grabbed his swimming clothes and flew himself out the window towards the spring.
After a long soak, Harry flew into his room. Today was Saturday, That meant it was time to duel with Azarel again. He slipped into his armor and grabbed his staff blade. (Note: His staff has a spear point at one end and an axe head at the other. I believe the proper name of it is a Bardiche.)
Harry finished his morning stretches and waited. Harry loved dueling with Azarel. Especially now that Azarel wasn't holding back. It just felt.Good to fight him.
**With Ginny**
Ginny reviewed the plan in her head. Six soldiers would sneak up on the Lestrange mansion and toss grenades into each of the upper floor windows while the rest of the troop would encircle the building and close in when the grenades detonated. It was a perfect plan, assuming Voldemort wasn't there. If Voldemort was there, well. it would explain why they had a tank with them.
Ginny turned and engaged Oliver in some sort of conversation. It was going to be a long drive.
**With Harry**
After waiting for Azarel for two hours, Harry went inside to see what was up. Turns out Azarel and Merlin were scrounging at the ministry building. Harry sighed and changed from his armor to his work clothes. This meant he had to do his morning chores. Harry pocketed a rejuvenation potion, just to make sure he wasn't too tired for the fight when it came. Which would be about three in the afternoon. With a groan, Harry went to work.
**With Ginny**
Sitting in the back of a pickup was killer, especially when you had been riding for three and-a-half-hours. So naturally, Ginny (In her Harry disguise) agreed to drive for awhile.
Ginny put her foot all the way down on the gas. Raucous cheers came from the truck bed, including repeated chants of "Floor it! Floor it!"
What else was she to do? She floored it.
**With Harry**
Harry cursed under his breath. Nobody had cleaned anything in his absence. Cleaning up after pigs was already a pain in the ass. Now imagine it being left undone for a few days. Not a pretty sight.
Hours later, Azarel arrived. Harry got himself ready instantly. Soon they were both standing outside in full armor. Azarel's hammer sparkling with Holy strength, Harry's Bardiche glowing with Magical might. Merlin waved his staff and the battle began
**With Ginny**
The Lestrange manor was now in plain sight, so Ginny stopped the truck. The other trucks and the tank stopped as well. Sunset was only a few minutes away. Everyone got out of whatever vehicle they were in and arranged themselves at strategic points around the large house. Concealment charms were cast upon the vehicles and people. Now, all they had to do was wait.
**With Harry**
Steel clashed on steel as Harry and Azarel exchanged blows. So far, it seemed an even match. Azarel's sword swung at Harry's head. Harry sidestepped and thrust his spear-point at Azarel's throat. Azarel grabbed just above the head and pulled, sending Harry at him. That was just what Harry had wanted. Harry propelled himself at Azarel and slammed his shoulder into the center of Azarel's chest, knocking the angel down and sending his sword flying. Azarel knocked away Harry's spear leaving them both unarmed. Harry however, was standing, Azarel was not. Harry leaped on top of Azarel and started pummeling him, Raining blows on his angelic body. Azarel pulled his feet between him and Harry and kicked upwards, sending Harry off of him. Azarel used that time to pull himself up. There was only one problem, Harry had his staff-blade back and was standing over him. Harry had won, fair and square.
"You've won Harry." Azarel told him "Now I can go home."
**With Ginny**
Ginny watched the six soldiers sneak up the hill. She watched them find windows. She watched each soldier toss two grenades into their chosen window. Ginny watched them explode. Then Ginny watched the mansion fall to the ground in ruins. Then Ginny gasped. She saw none other than Lord Voldemort emerge from the ruins. He looked pissed.
**With Harry**
Azarel's spirit began to leave his body, but he continued to talk to Harry.
"You have freed me from my eternal curse, and for that, I will grant one favor to you, so long as it is within my power." Azarel's voice rumbled
Harry thought for a moment before answering,
"I want to remember. I want to remember everything." Harry replied
END!