Title: Prince of the Light
Author: Mysterious Phantom Shyraz
Disclaimer: Works of Harry Potter and related characters belong to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros. Only limited characters are mine, that goes for most of the otherworldly realms. But the wizarding world and jargon (at least some if not most) are not mind. This is written purely out of enjoyment (at least that's what I'm telling myself. Lately its become a bit of a headache cuz of the slow progress)
By the way, it's back into the realm of Ragnarak (and no, I didn't spell it wrong, it's deliberately spelt that way if you hadn't noticed in Second Night) with Harry, we'll be leaving Ron&co. for a while ^o*
Fifth Night-Re-training
It was early morning, Harry just slept again not so long ago after his 'nightly dream'. There was a knock on the door and a male figure entered the room.
"Master Harry?" The figure asked as he was opening the curtains the let the sun shine fully into the room.
"Mmm." Harry gave a sound as a reply as he turned his head away from the sunlight.
"Their Majesties require your attendance at breakfast."
"Wha?? So early??"
"It's ten in the morning Dear Master"
"So??"
"You're starting your training.because you're memory has not been recalled yet.you need to be retrained."
"But there's a whole month."
"Harry dear? Are you awake yet?" The female voice entered the room "Good morning Sena, has Harry woken up?"
"Good morning Your Majesty" Sena turned and bowed "Master Harry is still in bed."
"Harry dear child, its time for you to wake up" Lily nudged Harry slightly "Or you won't know what you're going to do."
"Fine" Harry replied in defeat and got up from his bed. Sena laid out a set of clothes on the bed. It consisted of a pair of white loose trousers, a pale blue top with a dark blue sash. After that, Sena left the room in pursuit of the dinning room. Before he left, he grabbed Harry's cloak from the post near the door.Lily sat on the other side of bed until her son was ready, changed and all, then both set off to the dinning room.
Breakfast was a scrumptious meal, like the ones in Hogwarts. There was silence at first, but Harry's curiosity had the better of him as he hadn't seen his parents for some time and the dinner that they were to have on his first day here never happened due to some events that both Lily and James didn't tell him.
"Mum, Dad, what actually happen when.when."
"When Voldemort shot his death curse?" James supplied for his son seeing the difficulty Harry was having recalling their death.
"Well, we created impostors to our place"
"But you left me there."
"Because you had a role to play"
"You would know later." Lily interjected, after all it was HIS decision and HE did tell them not to reveal it.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You'll see in due time" James continued to eat his beacon and eggs. "Ok, if what you said about the impostors are true."
"They are true dear" Lily looked at her son, to re-enforce the statement made by her husband.
"Ok, they ARE true then, what about Prior Incantatum? I mean I saw both your 'echoes' from out of Voldemort's wand when we were duelling."
"That's the ingenious part" James took a sip from his coffee, long black with no sugar and milk "We actually took part of our psyche from the Earth Realm. Out memories, our personalities and our experience from the Earth Realm only and duplicated into the impostors before Voldemort arrived that night. It was actually fortunate that we were able to finish those dummies in time. I'd never thought that he'd come that early, the sorceress saw that he'd."
James noticed the look he received from Lily, telling him not to say too much. Harry noticed that his father did not finish the sentence but also noticed his mother's gaze and thought it was not a good time to question further.
"Um." deciding it was time to change the topic "about this 're-training' thing.what is it?"
"Ah, Harry! It's nice to see you well again" Dumbledore strode into the dinning room. Sena took the coat the Dumbledore was wearing and served a set of breakfast in front of Dumbledore. "Thank you" Dumbledore nodded towards Sena, whereby he took it as a sign of retreat.
"Allow me to explain this 're-training'. It would require you meeting a few people, performing a few task and learning things that you 'should have known' and 'will know' in due time."
Harry looked at his professor in confusion. He wondered what the old headmaster was talking about and whether the headmaster have been drinking too much. But he looked at his parents and they seem to understand what was happening.
"Is it me or does everyone here know something that I don't?"
"We know something that you don't" Both Lily and James replied with a mischievous smile. Harry could only sigh as he knew neither his parents would tell him and he certainly know for sure that the headmaster would give him some confusing answer, confusing for Harry that is.
"Well it seems that it is time for us to be leaving now." Dumbledore told the rest of the occupants of the room as he looked at his pocket watch "Harry, you ready?"
Harry nodded and waited by the door as Dumbledore and his parents were finishing some last minute discussion that clearly was not meant to be overheard.
"When do you think Harry would regain the memories Dumbledore?"
"James, I seriously have no idea. Hopefully before the confrontation, but we cannot put our hopes too high. It seems that the others haven't yet realise it yet as well." Dumbledore bowed at the king and queen then turned to leave.
"Then we can only wish the Fates are helping." Lily turned towards James.
"The Fates have nothing to do with this. You know better than to turn to the Fates to help. We can only wish the confrontation is farther away than predicted." James sighed, looking at the stack of papers that just popped out of no where on the breakfast table. "And how the heck did these get here? I thought I said not to be disturbed during breakfast!"
"JAMES! I told you to control that temper of yours." The argument echoed in the slightly empty room.
Dumbledore, Harry and Sena walk down the steps of the palace.
"Sena, why are you coming with us?" Harry asked as they approach what looked like a pagoda type structure surrounded by a lake.
"It is my duty to serve my Master"
"Ok."Harry turned towards the headmaster "Professor Dumbledore, where are we going?"
"We'll be seeing your tutor"
"I thought your tutoring me?"
"No, I'm your mentor, I play a different role than the tutor. I'm only here to advice you on your course of action whilst the tutor teaches you and gives you the task she wants you to complete."
Harry thought about this for a while, not really knowing the difference between a tutor and a mentor.
'If only Hermoine were here.' Suddenly, a flash of memory came before Harry's eyes.
~FLASH BACK~
There were two girls, dressed in a pair of loose pants and shirts similar to the two boys sitting beside them in a terrace with cups of tea in front of them.
"Really, what are we going to do with you?"
"It's not my fault they have such confusing names!"
"You actually can't blame him, it's already confusing enough with the different branches, now the different systems."
"Well, she seems to be doing well."
"That's because I just take everything in strides."
"In other words, she don't understand this whole thing."
"HEY!"
"Do they ever stop arguing?"
"It's in their nature to tease each other, you know them long enough to realise that!"
"Yea, a bit TOO long."
~END OF FLASH BACK~
"Master Harry. Master Harry. Are you ok?" Harry could just make out faint voices then he was snapped back into the present.
"What?" Harry looked around him.
"Seems like he's remembering already." Dumbledore looked deep into Harry's eyes to see that there is a slight glimmer of light. "Definitely remembering" Harry just stared back in confusion.
In front of the three no stood the lake between them and the pagoda.
"That is the Pagoda of Anu, a place of learning and a place to start your re-training" The Pagoda itself was nine storeys high and simple in appearance, with whitewashed walls, blue railings for the balconies, large frames for windows and doors. From these large doors, the inside of the pagoda could be seen. There was a staircase in the middle of the pagoda and Dumbledore seem to be 'inside' the staircase.
"How are we going to go in?" Harry looking at Sena for a reply as to both how to go into the pagoda and how the headmaster appeared to be inside already.
"You must learn not to believe in everything you see. That is your first lesson, I believe." Sena looked at his master, but saw a face of confusion. So he began to explain what he himself understood.
"Look at the water for a while."
Harry did as he was told.
"Try to see it from a different perspective."
Harry looked up in confusion.
"You told me that the stone floors in the Grand Hall, Avalon were like water is that right?"
Harry nodded "But that's different, I know that was stone and that I was standing on something solid.unless you're now telling me that it wasn't stone I was walking on."
"No, it was stone you were walking on. But keep one thing in mind, what the mind believes, the body believe. What the mind rejects, the body rejects. The body reacts to the signals of the mind. It is the same with the world. What you believe in, may have a chance of happening even if the probability is extremely low. However, what you don't believe in, the chances of happening are reduced to zero. Now try to think of the water as stone."
Harry took a deep breath, kept the thought of the stone floor in the hall, then walked on the 'water'. Taking one step at a time towards the pagoda. Sena walked just a little behind Harry in case his concentration was lost and fell into the water.
Upon reaching the pagoda, Harry sat down on the grassy island that the pagoda was on. Slumping downwards, he heaved a great sigh of relief. Trying to walk on water took a lot of energy and concentration out of him, even more that trying to find a snitch in a cloud of red dust. Sena placed a hand on his Master and helped him to his feet then proceeded into the pagoda. Harry was relieved not to have to climb all nine floors, as there was a platform in the middle of the staircase, where a supporting pillar should be. But the supporting pillar wasn't solid but hollow.
'So that was why Professor Dumbledore seemed to be inside the staircase' The platform took them up to the ninth floor without any commands from either two riders. Once there, they were greeted by Dumbledore sitting opposite a female, clad in a long violet dress, both looking down at the something on the table in front of them.
"You must be Harry I presume?" Without waiting for a reply from Harry she quickly added in a strict and harsh "I'm Dana, Lady of the Pagoda of Anu. When you are here, you will be under my tutoring along with my apprentices. You will be living in the quarters here when present."
"Dana, you're scaring young Harry here"
"Albus, really, I'm just trying to have some fun!" Dana changed her tone of voice and grinned mischievously "Come on and sit down Harry, join me for tea. Sena! Long time no see! How have you been?"
Harry was bewildered by her sudden change in attitude. 'Guess I'll just have to cope with another eccentric professor.' Harry thought as he saw the similarity between Dana and Dumbledore. Both were very, very strange.
"Lady Dana, it had been a long time since I last came here. I would have visited you sooner but there were quite a few circumstances."
"I knew something was keeping you from coming. But don't know what. Oh well, you can never tell too well with these cards." Dana stacked the pile of cards, that was laid on the table, to one side to make room for the tea tray that was conjured up.
Not long after tea, they started their training with theory. The hours progressed smoothly and even though Harry was used to seeing magic, he still watched with fascination as Dana performed a few tricks of transformation from thin air to real creatures.
"The trick is not to limit yourself to think from a certain perspective. I think Sena told you that when you were entering the pagoda am I right?" Dana looked at Sena for signs of approval, which she received with a nod. Both Sena and Dumbledore were involved in a game of cards in the corner of the room.
"Now, I need to test you which branch your dedicated to." She walked over to a cabinet and took out a cup. "I'm not sure if it has changed." she muttered to herself as she walked back, though not nearly as soft so that Harry couldn't hear.
"Here, I want you to put your hands on the rim of this cup" the cup that Dana was an pure white ivory cup, plain but had engravings just on the top of the rim. It had a long stem and at the bottom, there were designs of leaves and vine.
"What did you mean by branches."
"Oh yes, you don't know. Branches are the different, I guess you can say that it is another form of skill."
"Skill?"
"Yes, like wizardry. Though, that is not the only type. What you learnt are the most common type of skill but not all posses it. Some skills are rarer."
"So, skills and branches are the same thing?"
"No, the branches are, from the most common to the rarest, Magician, Sorcerer, Warlock, Sage, Necromancer, Mage, Shaman, Alchemist, Summoner. Skills are more like telepathy, telekinesis, empathy, precognition, psychic, field manipulation, warping, hypnosis, time dilation, shape shifting, manipulation and illusion. There are many more skills than branches as there are still some skills that have not been discovered."
"So, someone could be in a certain branch but can have many skills?"
"Yes, that's right, you're a quick learner! Now, I've filled the cup with some elixir so you can place your hands on the rim."
Just when Harry put both of his hands on the rim, the engravings brighten up to a yellow colour and the water rippled and began to change its colour from transparent to blue and finally to a milky white.
"Hm.very interesting indeed." then walked into another room, leaving Harry sitting at the table. Dumbledore made his way towards the curtain separating the room. Then casting a quick anti-eavesdropping spell on the doorway, he walked over to Dana.
"You've tested him again?"
"I had to, I didn't know if he had changed. It seemed that he haven't, at least not too much."
"He gained something, I presumed."
"Yes, that is not a good skill to have."
"Empathy" Dumbledore sighed. Empathy is a skill that depends on the environment. This would result in the possessor being dependent on how others feel. Though there are positive sides to it, mostly when facing an opponent, but in everyday life, it is not useful and can cause difficulties if the mind is not strong enough.
"You know how he obtained it?" Dana asked
"It would most likely be those relatives that he lived with.so he's still the same as he was?"
"Yes"
When Dumbledore and Dana exited the room, they found Harry still sat at the same spot, looking out the window.
~FLASH BACK~
There were now two figures standing in a circular room filled with light. This room was devoid of furniture except a few mats. Filling the walls were an assortment of weapons. From the window, this room was located quite high on some sort of structure.
".Pheonix!" Something wipped past the head of the male figure staring out the window.
"What?" A spear whipped across to the sound of the voice.
"What do you mean 'What'?" Another spear jabbed towards the opponent. "You need to pay more attention!"
"I am!"
"Then stop staring out the window! They'll be fine!"
"Yea, I know, but still.something about what she said before she left."
"It's really bothering you then?"
"Aren't you bothered?"
"Well, yea. But they'll be fine. They'll be back soon.I think"
The boy heaved a sigh and return to the fight.
~END OF FLASH BACK~
"Harry," Dumbledore placed a hand on Harry's shoulder to tell him that both Dana and himself had come back out.
"Yes?" Harry, snapping out of his trance came back into the present. 'Twice at the same day, what the heck was that?'
"Harry, you're a summoner with quite a few skills." Dana told him as she sat back down on her chair. "These skills, you would need to hone them to help you later on."
A/N: I'm not sure if I mentioned this before but Harry is supposed to be sixteen. If I said it was seventeen, well, it might be due to the lack of sleep I've been incurring.
Anyways, how was this chapter? Is it too short or too long? Up to expectations? Tell me how you feel by clicking that little 'Review' button on the lower left hand corner.yes, that one!
The pace is still relatively slow.I'll try and speed it up.but I'm making this up as I go along! Please forgive. Now for sneak previews!
~In Writer's room~
Harry: ARG! I HATE flashbacks! First the blur, then comes this dizzy feelings.sheesh! Can't you try and write something else?
Phantom: Nope! It's easier to do flash backs. Besides, it's supposed to tell the readers..ops, shouldn't have said that. I SHOULDN'T have said that... and don't you ask anymore question!
Harry: What are you hiding? It's like in the philosopher's stone.where Hagrid nearly gave away the stone's secret.
Phantom: Heh. Now here's the script for next chapter.you said you wanted it didn't you?
Harry: What the? This is all in scribbles! How are we suppose to read it??
Phantom: Don't know and don't care.you're the stars, I'm only the writer! Plus you said you want it firsthand.I still haven't a chance to write it up.
Harry: Maybe I'll go get Hermoine to decode this. If she can read Ron's writing, she'd most likely be able to read yours.
Phantom: So lucky to escape the wrath of these stars.why did I do this again?? Oh yes, for pure entertainment!
~Resting Lounge~
Harry: Hermoine, can you read this??
Hermoine: Hm.bit difficult.I can barely make out one word. Ron, congratulations, we've finally found a person with much worst writing than yours!
Ron: HERMOINE! Let's see.it's easy! It's saying there'll be quite a few action sequences. Dang! We're not in the next scene.oh well, we'll still be receiving pay checks for doing nothing! What luck!
Author: Mysterious Phantom Shyraz
Disclaimer: Works of Harry Potter and related characters belong to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros. Only limited characters are mine, that goes for most of the otherworldly realms. But the wizarding world and jargon (at least some if not most) are not mind. This is written purely out of enjoyment (at least that's what I'm telling myself. Lately its become a bit of a headache cuz of the slow progress)
By the way, it's back into the realm of Ragnarak (and no, I didn't spell it wrong, it's deliberately spelt that way if you hadn't noticed in Second Night) with Harry, we'll be leaving Ron&co. for a while ^o*
Fifth Night-Re-training
It was early morning, Harry just slept again not so long ago after his 'nightly dream'. There was a knock on the door and a male figure entered the room.
"Master Harry?" The figure asked as he was opening the curtains the let the sun shine fully into the room.
"Mmm." Harry gave a sound as a reply as he turned his head away from the sunlight.
"Their Majesties require your attendance at breakfast."
"Wha?? So early??"
"It's ten in the morning Dear Master"
"So??"
"You're starting your training.because you're memory has not been recalled yet.you need to be retrained."
"But there's a whole month."
"Harry dear? Are you awake yet?" The female voice entered the room "Good morning Sena, has Harry woken up?"
"Good morning Your Majesty" Sena turned and bowed "Master Harry is still in bed."
"Harry dear child, its time for you to wake up" Lily nudged Harry slightly "Or you won't know what you're going to do."
"Fine" Harry replied in defeat and got up from his bed. Sena laid out a set of clothes on the bed. It consisted of a pair of white loose trousers, a pale blue top with a dark blue sash. After that, Sena left the room in pursuit of the dinning room. Before he left, he grabbed Harry's cloak from the post near the door.Lily sat on the other side of bed until her son was ready, changed and all, then both set off to the dinning room.
Breakfast was a scrumptious meal, like the ones in Hogwarts. There was silence at first, but Harry's curiosity had the better of him as he hadn't seen his parents for some time and the dinner that they were to have on his first day here never happened due to some events that both Lily and James didn't tell him.
"Mum, Dad, what actually happen when.when."
"When Voldemort shot his death curse?" James supplied for his son seeing the difficulty Harry was having recalling their death.
"Well, we created impostors to our place"
"But you left me there."
"Because you had a role to play"
"You would know later." Lily interjected, after all it was HIS decision and HE did tell them not to reveal it.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You'll see in due time" James continued to eat his beacon and eggs. "Ok, if what you said about the impostors are true."
"They are true dear" Lily looked at her son, to re-enforce the statement made by her husband.
"Ok, they ARE true then, what about Prior Incantatum? I mean I saw both your 'echoes' from out of Voldemort's wand when we were duelling."
"That's the ingenious part" James took a sip from his coffee, long black with no sugar and milk "We actually took part of our psyche from the Earth Realm. Out memories, our personalities and our experience from the Earth Realm only and duplicated into the impostors before Voldemort arrived that night. It was actually fortunate that we were able to finish those dummies in time. I'd never thought that he'd come that early, the sorceress saw that he'd."
James noticed the look he received from Lily, telling him not to say too much. Harry noticed that his father did not finish the sentence but also noticed his mother's gaze and thought it was not a good time to question further.
"Um." deciding it was time to change the topic "about this 're-training' thing.what is it?"
"Ah, Harry! It's nice to see you well again" Dumbledore strode into the dinning room. Sena took the coat the Dumbledore was wearing and served a set of breakfast in front of Dumbledore. "Thank you" Dumbledore nodded towards Sena, whereby he took it as a sign of retreat.
"Allow me to explain this 're-training'. It would require you meeting a few people, performing a few task and learning things that you 'should have known' and 'will know' in due time."
Harry looked at his professor in confusion. He wondered what the old headmaster was talking about and whether the headmaster have been drinking too much. But he looked at his parents and they seem to understand what was happening.
"Is it me or does everyone here know something that I don't?"
"We know something that you don't" Both Lily and James replied with a mischievous smile. Harry could only sigh as he knew neither his parents would tell him and he certainly know for sure that the headmaster would give him some confusing answer, confusing for Harry that is.
"Well it seems that it is time for us to be leaving now." Dumbledore told the rest of the occupants of the room as he looked at his pocket watch "Harry, you ready?"
Harry nodded and waited by the door as Dumbledore and his parents were finishing some last minute discussion that clearly was not meant to be overheard.
"When do you think Harry would regain the memories Dumbledore?"
"James, I seriously have no idea. Hopefully before the confrontation, but we cannot put our hopes too high. It seems that the others haven't yet realise it yet as well." Dumbledore bowed at the king and queen then turned to leave.
"Then we can only wish the Fates are helping." Lily turned towards James.
"The Fates have nothing to do with this. You know better than to turn to the Fates to help. We can only wish the confrontation is farther away than predicted." James sighed, looking at the stack of papers that just popped out of no where on the breakfast table. "And how the heck did these get here? I thought I said not to be disturbed during breakfast!"
"JAMES! I told you to control that temper of yours." The argument echoed in the slightly empty room.
Dumbledore, Harry and Sena walk down the steps of the palace.
"Sena, why are you coming with us?" Harry asked as they approach what looked like a pagoda type structure surrounded by a lake.
"It is my duty to serve my Master"
"Ok."Harry turned towards the headmaster "Professor Dumbledore, where are we going?"
"We'll be seeing your tutor"
"I thought your tutoring me?"
"No, I'm your mentor, I play a different role than the tutor. I'm only here to advice you on your course of action whilst the tutor teaches you and gives you the task she wants you to complete."
Harry thought about this for a while, not really knowing the difference between a tutor and a mentor.
'If only Hermoine were here.' Suddenly, a flash of memory came before Harry's eyes.
~FLASH BACK~
There were two girls, dressed in a pair of loose pants and shirts similar to the two boys sitting beside them in a terrace with cups of tea in front of them.
"Really, what are we going to do with you?"
"It's not my fault they have such confusing names!"
"You actually can't blame him, it's already confusing enough with the different branches, now the different systems."
"Well, she seems to be doing well."
"That's because I just take everything in strides."
"In other words, she don't understand this whole thing."
"HEY!"
"Do they ever stop arguing?"
"It's in their nature to tease each other, you know them long enough to realise that!"
"Yea, a bit TOO long."
~END OF FLASH BACK~
"Master Harry. Master Harry. Are you ok?" Harry could just make out faint voices then he was snapped back into the present.
"What?" Harry looked around him.
"Seems like he's remembering already." Dumbledore looked deep into Harry's eyes to see that there is a slight glimmer of light. "Definitely remembering" Harry just stared back in confusion.
In front of the three no stood the lake between them and the pagoda.
"That is the Pagoda of Anu, a place of learning and a place to start your re-training" The Pagoda itself was nine storeys high and simple in appearance, with whitewashed walls, blue railings for the balconies, large frames for windows and doors. From these large doors, the inside of the pagoda could be seen. There was a staircase in the middle of the pagoda and Dumbledore seem to be 'inside' the staircase.
"How are we going to go in?" Harry looking at Sena for a reply as to both how to go into the pagoda and how the headmaster appeared to be inside already.
"You must learn not to believe in everything you see. That is your first lesson, I believe." Sena looked at his master, but saw a face of confusion. So he began to explain what he himself understood.
"Look at the water for a while."
Harry did as he was told.
"Try to see it from a different perspective."
Harry looked up in confusion.
"You told me that the stone floors in the Grand Hall, Avalon were like water is that right?"
Harry nodded "But that's different, I know that was stone and that I was standing on something solid.unless you're now telling me that it wasn't stone I was walking on."
"No, it was stone you were walking on. But keep one thing in mind, what the mind believes, the body believe. What the mind rejects, the body rejects. The body reacts to the signals of the mind. It is the same with the world. What you believe in, may have a chance of happening even if the probability is extremely low. However, what you don't believe in, the chances of happening are reduced to zero. Now try to think of the water as stone."
Harry took a deep breath, kept the thought of the stone floor in the hall, then walked on the 'water'. Taking one step at a time towards the pagoda. Sena walked just a little behind Harry in case his concentration was lost and fell into the water.
Upon reaching the pagoda, Harry sat down on the grassy island that the pagoda was on. Slumping downwards, he heaved a great sigh of relief. Trying to walk on water took a lot of energy and concentration out of him, even more that trying to find a snitch in a cloud of red dust. Sena placed a hand on his Master and helped him to his feet then proceeded into the pagoda. Harry was relieved not to have to climb all nine floors, as there was a platform in the middle of the staircase, where a supporting pillar should be. But the supporting pillar wasn't solid but hollow.
'So that was why Professor Dumbledore seemed to be inside the staircase' The platform took them up to the ninth floor without any commands from either two riders. Once there, they were greeted by Dumbledore sitting opposite a female, clad in a long violet dress, both looking down at the something on the table in front of them.
"You must be Harry I presume?" Without waiting for a reply from Harry she quickly added in a strict and harsh "I'm Dana, Lady of the Pagoda of Anu. When you are here, you will be under my tutoring along with my apprentices. You will be living in the quarters here when present."
"Dana, you're scaring young Harry here"
"Albus, really, I'm just trying to have some fun!" Dana changed her tone of voice and grinned mischievously "Come on and sit down Harry, join me for tea. Sena! Long time no see! How have you been?"
Harry was bewildered by her sudden change in attitude. 'Guess I'll just have to cope with another eccentric professor.' Harry thought as he saw the similarity between Dana and Dumbledore. Both were very, very strange.
"Lady Dana, it had been a long time since I last came here. I would have visited you sooner but there were quite a few circumstances."
"I knew something was keeping you from coming. But don't know what. Oh well, you can never tell too well with these cards." Dana stacked the pile of cards, that was laid on the table, to one side to make room for the tea tray that was conjured up.
Not long after tea, they started their training with theory. The hours progressed smoothly and even though Harry was used to seeing magic, he still watched with fascination as Dana performed a few tricks of transformation from thin air to real creatures.
"The trick is not to limit yourself to think from a certain perspective. I think Sena told you that when you were entering the pagoda am I right?" Dana looked at Sena for signs of approval, which she received with a nod. Both Sena and Dumbledore were involved in a game of cards in the corner of the room.
"Now, I need to test you which branch your dedicated to." She walked over to a cabinet and took out a cup. "I'm not sure if it has changed." she muttered to herself as she walked back, though not nearly as soft so that Harry couldn't hear.
"Here, I want you to put your hands on the rim of this cup" the cup that Dana was an pure white ivory cup, plain but had engravings just on the top of the rim. It had a long stem and at the bottom, there were designs of leaves and vine.
"What did you mean by branches."
"Oh yes, you don't know. Branches are the different, I guess you can say that it is another form of skill."
"Skill?"
"Yes, like wizardry. Though, that is not the only type. What you learnt are the most common type of skill but not all posses it. Some skills are rarer."
"So, skills and branches are the same thing?"
"No, the branches are, from the most common to the rarest, Magician, Sorcerer, Warlock, Sage, Necromancer, Mage, Shaman, Alchemist, Summoner. Skills are more like telepathy, telekinesis, empathy, precognition, psychic, field manipulation, warping, hypnosis, time dilation, shape shifting, manipulation and illusion. There are many more skills than branches as there are still some skills that have not been discovered."
"So, someone could be in a certain branch but can have many skills?"
"Yes, that's right, you're a quick learner! Now, I've filled the cup with some elixir so you can place your hands on the rim."
Just when Harry put both of his hands on the rim, the engravings brighten up to a yellow colour and the water rippled and began to change its colour from transparent to blue and finally to a milky white.
"Hm.very interesting indeed." then walked into another room, leaving Harry sitting at the table. Dumbledore made his way towards the curtain separating the room. Then casting a quick anti-eavesdropping spell on the doorway, he walked over to Dana.
"You've tested him again?"
"I had to, I didn't know if he had changed. It seemed that he haven't, at least not too much."
"He gained something, I presumed."
"Yes, that is not a good skill to have."
"Empathy" Dumbledore sighed. Empathy is a skill that depends on the environment. This would result in the possessor being dependent on how others feel. Though there are positive sides to it, mostly when facing an opponent, but in everyday life, it is not useful and can cause difficulties if the mind is not strong enough.
"You know how he obtained it?" Dana asked
"It would most likely be those relatives that he lived with.so he's still the same as he was?"
"Yes"
When Dumbledore and Dana exited the room, they found Harry still sat at the same spot, looking out the window.
~FLASH BACK~
There were now two figures standing in a circular room filled with light. This room was devoid of furniture except a few mats. Filling the walls were an assortment of weapons. From the window, this room was located quite high on some sort of structure.
".Pheonix!" Something wipped past the head of the male figure staring out the window.
"What?" A spear whipped across to the sound of the voice.
"What do you mean 'What'?" Another spear jabbed towards the opponent. "You need to pay more attention!"
"I am!"
"Then stop staring out the window! They'll be fine!"
"Yea, I know, but still.something about what she said before she left."
"It's really bothering you then?"
"Aren't you bothered?"
"Well, yea. But they'll be fine. They'll be back soon.I think"
The boy heaved a sigh and return to the fight.
~END OF FLASH BACK~
"Harry," Dumbledore placed a hand on Harry's shoulder to tell him that both Dana and himself had come back out.
"Yes?" Harry, snapping out of his trance came back into the present. 'Twice at the same day, what the heck was that?'
"Harry, you're a summoner with quite a few skills." Dana told him as she sat back down on her chair. "These skills, you would need to hone them to help you later on."
A/N: I'm not sure if I mentioned this before but Harry is supposed to be sixteen. If I said it was seventeen, well, it might be due to the lack of sleep I've been incurring.
Anyways, how was this chapter? Is it too short or too long? Up to expectations? Tell me how you feel by clicking that little 'Review' button on the lower left hand corner.yes, that one!
The pace is still relatively slow.I'll try and speed it up.but I'm making this up as I go along! Please forgive. Now for sneak previews!
~In Writer's room~
Harry: ARG! I HATE flashbacks! First the blur, then comes this dizzy feelings.sheesh! Can't you try and write something else?
Phantom: Nope! It's easier to do flash backs. Besides, it's supposed to tell the readers..ops, shouldn't have said that. I SHOULDN'T have said that... and don't you ask anymore question!
Harry: What are you hiding? It's like in the philosopher's stone.where Hagrid nearly gave away the stone's secret.
Phantom: Heh. Now here's the script for next chapter.you said you wanted it didn't you?
Harry: What the? This is all in scribbles! How are we suppose to read it??
Phantom: Don't know and don't care.you're the stars, I'm only the writer! Plus you said you want it firsthand.I still haven't a chance to write it up.
Harry: Maybe I'll go get Hermoine to decode this. If she can read Ron's writing, she'd most likely be able to read yours.
Phantom: So lucky to escape the wrath of these stars.why did I do this again?? Oh yes, for pure entertainment!
~Resting Lounge~
Harry: Hermoine, can you read this??
Hermoine: Hm.bit difficult.I can barely make out one word. Ron, congratulations, we've finally found a person with much worst writing than yours!
Ron: HERMOINE! Let's see.it's easy! It's saying there'll be quite a few action sequences. Dang! We're not in the next scene.oh well, we'll still be receiving pay checks for doing nothing! What luck!