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Chapter Four
Grow up Harry Potter
Written by creative reader
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling, not me.
Chapter 4: Grow up Harry Potter
A/N: Sorry for the long delay. I've had a major writer's block added with schoolwork and all sort of happenings, thus causing the delay. Thanks to all my reviewers, please do review after reading this chapter. I don't ask for super long reviews, perhaps just a simple sentence would do. This would really brighten up my day. And now the chapter begins...
There was a creepy man, sinister looking. He was dressed in royal orange robes and he was approaching. Raising his hands, he muttered a charm and fired it towards a pair of young infants. Myron and Unevra were looking at the pair of infants with a pained expression silently pleading for mercy. Yet the vile fireball, which was burning furiously, was without mercy. It was approaching the pair of infants at a fast speed. At the last moment, the vile fireball was blasted away by another energy orb.
Then the scene changed to a burning mansion. The entire hall was destroyed by stray spells. A man with messy raven hair battled with another man. The be-spectacled man was furiously casting spells, which emanated power yet each time it was destroyed by the other stranger who used spells, which reeked of darkness. The stranger had brilliant red snake eyes. It was creepy as if he could read anyone's mind. Finally the raven black haired man was killed by the death curse. He fell and never woke up again. His eyes showed no life anymore.
The red haired woman who was cradling an infant screamed in anguish. She made a move to save her husband, however, it seemed too late. The snake-eyed man gave a cold calculating look and spoke to her. The woman seemed offended at the mere thought of giving up her child to the cold-blooded murderer. The stranger fumed and an intense battle began. The woman was his match, however, she had a burden, the infant. The stranger took advantage and shot spells focusing specifically on the infant. Frustrated, the woman frantically tried protecting the infant. Finally, the stranger managed to cast the leg-locker hex on the woman causing her to fall. The infant was protected from the impact as the woman was hugging him tightly. The woman spoke up with fear in her voice asking the stranger to spare her son. The man merely laughed and asked for the infant. Refusing him resulted in the death curse, which promptly resulted in her death.
The man smiled darkly and was prepared to cast the deathly death curse on the infant. Suddenly there was a loud thunderbolt and Harry James Potter aged fifteen years old woke up gasping.
Sucking in big gasps of air, he frantically tried to clear his memories as his godfather, Myron, had always taught him. As he breathed in, he mentally formed metal like walls around his head thus blocking all the horrible memories. Those dreams kept haunting him night after night ever since young.
Getting up, he dressed in a robe and walked down the stairs where Myron would be seated drinking coffee and reading the Immortal Times, the only newspaper for immortals. As he got down, he received a big hug from his childhood companion, Fiora. His god mum, Unevra, spoke up.
"Good morning Harry. Myron and I have an errand to see to. Would you mind accompanying Fiora to her training today?"
Still dazed, Harry could only nod. Training was given to immortals, with elder immortals honing the skills of the younger ones so that in time to come they may enter into full immortalhood. As he was the heir to the throne, Harry received personal training from Myron and the Great One. The Great One was his mentor and second fatherly figure in his life. Since the age of three, he received specialized training from Myron and the Great One thus his skills was on par with an elder immortal. Occasionally, he could beat Myron, however, no matter how he tried, he could just never ever beat the Great One. In terms of skills and experience, he lost totally. It was just strange that both Myron and the Great One expected greater things of him and often pushed him to the limits.
"Harry are you okay? Have you sealed up your mind?" his concerned godfather spoke up finally. Myron had noticed Harry's disturbed look and it was the look that implied nightmares. Everyone in the family knew about Harry's nightmares and they were very concerned. However, no solution was ever found to stop the nightmares.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Just need to drink some coffee," Harry mumbled, getting a cup of coffee and gulping the hot drink in one gulp. His mind was awake and his surrounding got clearer.
"Harry, are you sure about this? Do you need to rest? It's alright with me if you can't accompany me," Fiora spoke up with concern.
A vivacious young immortal, Fiora was the epitome of beauty accounting to the fact that her mother was the Immortal of Beauty. She was Harry's companion since young and was his best friend. The two often shared secrets with each other. Both enjoyed the companionship and treasured deeply. However, there was a subtle difference. In the eyes of Harry, Fiora was just like a sister, a sister who he had only platonic feelings for. Yet in Fiora's case, it was totally different. There was love.
She had often tried to deny her feelings for her best friend yet it was impossible. Whenever she saw him, her heart would start pumping vigorously. Puzzled about her feelings at first, she had consulted her mother. Her mum had simply told her to admit her feelings. Easier said than done, she had attempted many times yet each time she faltered whenever she saw those bright emerald eyes of Harry. In the end she had simply abandoned the thought of admitting her feelings and just let nature take it's natural course. Harry would know one day.
"Yeah, don't worry Fiora, I won't let you go alone. Besides, I never get the chance to go exploring. Why waste the opportunity?" Harry replied.
The Great One and Myron never let Harry out of their sight. Perhaps it was because of the great rebellion years ago. Harry had never gotten the chance to interact with his peers; all he had was Fiora's companionship. That was not strange at all, considering the many immortals out there that would give up their lives to surrender him to the Dark Lord. Now that he had gotten the permission from Myron, he treasured it and cheerfully prepared to leave Myron's palace. What he did not know was that he had guards around him, protecting him from dangers.
As they traveled through the kingdom, Harry took in the scenery. The kingdom was a work of art as every building and structure was built to perfection. Precious jewels of all types and varieties were used throughout the entire kingdom. There were many other buildings, which were larger, and much better looking than Myron's one. Fiora was walking beside him taking in the scenery too. Other immortals walking on the streets were attracted by her beauty and were dazed. However, Harry seemed to be the only one immune to her charms. It had always puzzled Fiora. Yet she always seemed to have Harry's attention so it was no big deal.
When they finally reached the ITP or commonly known as the Immortal Training Palace, they were already late. Fiora was fuming; Harry had made them late as he was so fascinated by the many curios found in the vast kingdom. It was not strange as Harry had been cooped in Myron's palace or the Great One's kingdom since young. Everything outside of there was entirely new to him.
The ITP was a work of great architecture. The building was built out of rock hard steel coated with charms meant to protect the building from external attacks similar to Myron's palace. When the duo entered the palace, training had already started.
Immortals similar to mortals had classes. The highest was the Great One, which Harry would inherit in the future. Followed by elders who were directly below the Great One, they had great magical powers and instructed other lower ranked immortals, Harry belonged to this class. There were also the normal immortals who were granted normal powers; they took charge of worlds and kept order. Finally, the lowest class was the guardians, who followed the orders of their elders. They were the assistants to the immortals in their upkeep of worlds. All young immortals were guardians, including Fiora.
However, similarly to the mortal world, there was also prejudice to certain immortals. The female population of immortals. Since the immortal kingdom was formed ions ago, the female immortals had always been treated as lower and inferior to male immortals. This was one of the reasons why Fiora dislike going for training. Because of her powers, she was hated by most female immortals while because of her gender she was often humiliated by the male immortals.
Seeing Fiora paling as she approached the training room, Harry consoled her thinking that she was afraid of the tough training. Being sheltered in the two palaces since young, he had never been exposed to the real world. He never knew of the existence of prejudice to the female population. Actually, it was considered a taboo to befriend a female immortal. Females were only there for the male's pleasure and for reproduction. However, all this would change in the near future.
Finally they entered the room. Harry whistled as he scanned the room. The room was consisted of mainly a podium right in the middle while there was a section consisting of dummies. It was there immortals could train by fighting the dummies. Harry had fought those dummies before. Before he could reveal his powers, the dummies were always destroyed. This showed the true extent of his powers. However, he had no intention of fighting this day, he would stay out of any trouble as much as possible.
The trainer had arrived a few minutes ago. It was Panes a gruffly old immortal; he shouted.
"You, why are you late and who is that boy?" pointing at Fiora and Harry. Harry had originally wanted to remain quiet in the surroundings not getting any attention. However, all his plans were trashed as every single immortal were looking at the pair, some were smirking while others were whispering to one another.
"Master Panes, ummm, this is my cousin, Jameson and he is here to visit me during training," Fiora replied sweetly. Harry was amazed at his best friend's talent at making stories as he tried to keep a poker face. If he laughed, the lie would be exposed and both would get into trouble. He wondered why Myon had not informed the trainers of his visit to the training. However, he was distracted as he felt an unknown presence aura trying to enter him. It was Panes, the crafty old immortal; he was trying to read Harry's thoughts. With little effort, Harry placed a message in his head shouting it out loudly, " GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
Panes was shocked as a grimace appeared on his face. He seemed to be in great pain as echoes of "get out of my head" was present in his head. Finally, it subsided as he took a quick glance at the stranger. It was terrifying that an immortal of such a young age had such great powers. He had to be careful around the boy. Attempting another time, he used the aura vision charm. The lighter the aura meant more power. He had attempted it on the Great One in the past and had been blinded by his aura for a week, after that he became more careful. Expanding his aura, he scanned the stranger, he was once again shocked, the boy's aura was white with little spots of grey at the corners. It was amazing.
Finally the lesson started. Harry stood in a corner of the training room as he observed the lesson. Fiora seemed to enjoy herself with her female companions. They were practicing the art of forming weapons using their aura. Each immortal had his/her own individual weapon, aura and element. Harry's was lightening, accounting to the fact that he had a lightening bolt scar on his fore head. Fiora's was air, as she practiced forming a sword using her aura. She occasionally took glances at Harry, smiling whenever he noticed her glances.
The lesson had reached halfway before the trainer Panes had a task to account to. He hastily left the training room leaving the trainees to practice forming their weapons. Harry was bored hoping that the lesson would end quicker. Watching those immortals attempting to form their weapons led him to recall the first time he had formed a weapon.
It was six years ago when he was nine years old. Myron had ordered him to concentrate on his aura. Harry had tried and he felt himself immersed into a state of tranquility as if he could achieve anything. Wielding his aura, he attempted to form his weapon. Finally, after a few tries, he succeeded and a blade appeared. The blade was bright and sparkling with energy, electrical energy. As Harry wielded it, he felt the power from it radiating and he expanded it out, thus, reducing a stonewall into smithereens.
Harry's memory was disrupted by a commotion. Turning, he saw Fiora speaking furiously with a group of boys. Using the enhanced hearing charm, he took in the conversation.
It seemed that a girl by the name Chloe had failed to form her weapon. A group of boys had started to tease her and Fiora had stepped in to intervene. Sensing that the conversation would perhaps come to blows, Harry walked towards the group steadily. As he approached closer, he heard a few snippets.
"Stop teasing her and stay away from us," Fiora shouted furiously.
"And if we don't, what're you going to do about it? Are you going to fight us? Four versus two, who will win?" One of the boys, Jacob, taunted.
"Master Panes will be coming back any moment," Fiora retorted hoping that it would scare the group of boys. However, it seemed to have a negative effect.
"All the better, Master Panes would like to enjoy the scene whereby we males dominate the females," saying that he gave a Chloe a shove.
Fiora helped her friend up and attempted to get back at Jacob. However, Jacob was much stronger and he gripped Fiora's wrist in a tight grip. Using a finger, he cuddled her chin smirking, "Fiora, daughter of the Immortal of Beauty, let's see how beautiful you can be" With that he raised his fist intending to break her nose.
Fiora shivered as she watched the fist approaching her face. Suddenly, someone grabbed the fist thus saving her face and punched Jacob back in the face. Clearly relieved, she turned to thank her benefactor. It was Harry.
Jacob got up with a black eye. He was fuming. The boy had punched him. With a roar he gathered his energy and summoned a water orb and fired it at Fiora and Harry. Harry merely raised his hand and summoned an electricity orb to counter the water orb. With a big blast both orbs were destroyed.
Jacob was shocked; he had used all his energy forming the orb. Yet the stranger had merely summoned a small orb destroying his. With a roar, he ordered his gang of three and they attacked Harry.
Concentrating, Harry cast a shield charm, blocking all the attacks. He retaliated by summoning four electricity orbs and he blasted all four at the boys. Jacob and his gang had never ever felt a pain that great as the orbs electrified all of them. They fell down as their bodies convulsed violently. Their robes were starting to smoke and certain portions had turned black.
Harry spoke up in a low voice; however, it got everyone's attention.
"Don't ever bully girls again, especially, Fiora. Help each other and improve if not you all shall pay the consequences"
It was exactly at this moment that the trainer Master Panes arrived. He was flabbergasted at the sight. There was disarray in the room. Four students had fallen; they seemed to be hurt and Fiora, Chloe and the boy was looking down at the boys.
"Fiora what happened to the boys?" he thundered as he approached the boys and checked out their vitals. Immortal parents nowadays were violent towards the trainers. Sure, he was well-known for many victories, however, against four pair of angry parents, he was dead for sure.
Suddenly he heard a calm voice.
"Don't worry. These bullies won't die. I merely electrified them; they will recover given a few hours of rest"
Turning, he discovered that it was the boy, Jameson.
"You were the one who electrocuted them?" he asked incredulously. It was impossible, the damages, which the boys had sustained was only capable by a high-leveled immortal tantamount to an elder. It was just so impossible. (Insert Mission Possible theme song, LOL)
"Yeah," the boy spoke up.
"What on earth have you done?" he thundered.
"Nothing really much, I just gave them a lesson. Not to bully others" Harry calmly spoke. There was apprehension in the air and finally Panes spoke up softly.
"Class dismissed"
Everyone quickly left. A storm was brewing, Master Panes was furious. After everyone left, he quickly turned on Fiora and Harry. Fiora was feeling terrified, however, Harry stood unfazed. His trainers were even more terrifying than Panes. He was feeling confused, why was females so looked down upon. He would have to ask Fiora when they went home. But before that they had to leave the ITP.
"So Jameson do explain why you had to inflict harm upon my students!" Panes roared.
"Well, for starters he insulted the girls and he nearly harmed Fiora. Finally, they attacked me as a group," Harry spoke calmly without faltering.
"Those boys are the children of Elders, my superiors! Because of this, I'm going to be in so much trouble," Panes seemed to be on the verge of breakdown.
"They deserved it and I think Fiora and I should go home. Bye Master Panes," Harry led Fiora to the door and they left the room. Panes was aggravated and he gathered a fireball and blasted it off towards Harry trying to stop him. However, Harry gathered a part of his aura, formed an orb in a second and shot it at the fireball. The orb destroyed the fireball with a blast.
Without a word Harry left with a terrified Fiora and a speechless Panes who was still too shocked...
Harry was walking on the street angrily while Fiora was trying to keep up with him. Finally she stopped him trying to calm him down.
"Fiora, don't tell me this is what you have been enduring for these few years," Harry spoke up angrily.
"Ummmm, no this is the first time," she tried lying. However, her expression gave her away and Harry knew immediately.
"Why the hell did you not tell me, Myron or Unevra?" Harry thundered, feeling unjust over the boys' treatment towards Fiora.
He continued, " So that's how you have been getting those injuries all these years! You should have told me!"
Now it was Fiora's turn to get angry, "HARRY JAMES POTTER, this is my life and not yours to dictate. It's none of your business at all whether I get hurt or not!"
"Well, I'm your best friend and I deserve to know!" Harry retaliated. By now most immortals on the street had quickly stayed far away. Their argument was getting heated up.
"The males have always been superior to the females. This is an established fact since the creation of the kingdom. The males have the right to mistreat the females. It is a rule Harry. Males will always be superior," Fiora spoke silently. She was close to breakdown. Years of mistreatment by the boys together with few girls wanting to make friends, had gave her a low esteem. It was only in front of Harry that she truly felt free from all of the woes of the kingdom.
"Don't worry Fiora. I won't be like those boys. You're my best friend past, present and for the future. Even though your exterior is beautiful, your heart is also beautiful too," Harry said and gave her a hug.
It was a simple action by Harry yet it meant many more things for Fiora. Her face was blushing and she slowly hugged him back, tears streaming down her face. It was this time that she was finally sure about one thing.
She was in love with Harry James Potter. And no matter what she had to do, she had to win his heart.
A/N: There this chapter is finally finished. Sigh, took me a long time. Please do leave reviews, a short sentence would also do. I'll really appreciate it. Oh yeah, I hope you guys and gals have noticed something familiar with my character names. If you have not, read through from chapter one again. If you spot anything familiar, please do leave a review to see if you have guessed correctly.
My next chapter will not be up for a period of time. I'm rather busy so I make take a longer time. But the fifth chapter will be posted up in time to come.
Creative Reader
Signing off...
