Harry Potter and The Power Within

Chapter Eight - Returning Home

AN: I'm starting work on this the same day the last two chapters went up and I'm aiming for this to be the longest chapter so far hopefully, so fingers crossed. This is the chapter where I'm going send Harry home and all that other stuff, so it shouldn't be to hard to make it extremely long without it getting boring, or at least that's the theory. Pleasant reading

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It had been just over two years since Harry had left the Dursleys to come train with Forge and now his training was finished. Harry is nothing like what he used to look like; he stands at a proud 6'6" and his body is covered in muscle mass, more so than even Forge. His skill with the sword and axe well surpasses Forge and Forge hasn't won a fight in nearly a month and doesn't seem like he ever will against Harry.

Harry is a walking weapon. Gone was the scared and shy little boy, now stands a powerful strong man that demands respect. Without his glasses Harry's powerful emerald eyes bore into straight through you and into your very core, this made even Forge nervous to look directly into his eyes. Harry's hair was now halfway down his back and tied into a sleek pony tail.

Harry was now a master in all arts, anywhere from the Dark Arts to hand to hand combats, there wasn't anyone that could rival his strength. He was a walking juggernaut. His knowledge of the Dark Arts well surpassed Voldemort's and his knowledge of the Ancient Magic could make Dumbledore cry out with jealousy.

Harry and Forge were currently sitting in the Hall of Doors discussing when he should go back home and Forge was arguing with him constantly.

"You need to go back as soon as possible from the moment I took you!"

"But why though? I don't see the point!"

"Because the longer you disappear the more Voldemort is going to look for you and hurt your friends in the process"

"I know…but I don't want to confront with my Uncle the same second I go back home for the first time in two years"

"Are you telling me your still scared of the whale of a muggle? Harry, there is no one back in your world that could even stand a chance at killing you, no matter how hard they tried, and no muggle will be able to hurt you"

"I'm not scared of him! Its just that he isn't the first person I want to see when I go back"

"Well what if I tell you that when you go back he wont even be alive?"

"Id ask what your going on about"

"Well, when I took you that night, I kind of spooked your Uncle and he fell down the stairs and died…"

"Oh great! So now when I go back I'm going to have the whole family hating my guts!"

"Didn't they hate you to start off with?"

"Well yeah…"

"Well its settled then, you will return exactly 10 minuets from when I take you"

"If you say so" said Harry with a loud sigh, "so what we going to do today then?"

"How about one last duel for old times sake?"

"I'm up for it, but are you up to another thrashing?"

"You cheeky bugger, get to the duelling room now and put your money where your mouth is!"

And with that Harry Jumped into the duelling room closely followed by Forge, who had to duck as Excalibur went whizzing through the air where his neck previously occupied. He rolled away and pulled out both his swords at the same time, just as Harry started swinging Excalibur at an alarming rate towards his torso.

Harry was getting into his normal routine against Forge and soon was pressing him back against the wall. Metal was flashing through the air clashing with and making the air vibrate with the ringing of steel stroking steel.

Forge was attacking Harry with everything he was worth and had both swords swinging so fast that they were a blur but Harry always seemed to be one step ahead of him, so Forge decided to bring magic into the fight.

Harry ducked just in time as a pale green spell went shooting past his head that had a stench of death surrounding it. A second later Harry had his axe in his hand, which he named Olvar, and swung it at another curse Forge had fired at him to see the curse shatter when it came in contact with his axe.

The fight became fast and even more dangerous with Forge casting powerful deadly spells at Harry and each time the spell was stopped with Harry swinging his Axe at it and stopping it in his tracks. Forge was getting frustrated now and cast another killing curse at Harry but this time instead of Olvar stopping the curse it bounced back at Forge and he only just had enough time to leap out of the way.

This was just what Harry wanted as he lunched foreword with Excalibur in a complex corkscrew motion which disarmed one of Forge's sword and it went flying into a near by wall and with Olvar he swung down with as much strength as he could and cut straight through Forge's sword rendering it useless.

Forge stood there in complete shock, one of his swords had just be destroys before his eyes, that had never been done before, and Harry had never done it before either. But it seemed that Harry wasn't don't yet and started casting a volley of spells at Forge which he moved out of the way of and grabbed a Staff from the wall. Forge let loose a rainbow of spells and curses at Harry, which he avoided or blocked but there was to many spells to keep it up and Forge was keeping them coming like they were a flood of water.

When Harry thought they were all over he got hit by a simple disarming spell and Olvar and Excalibur went shooting out of his hands and into a near by wall. All this succeeded in doing was pissing Harry off even more.

Harry's aura flared into life and his eyes started to burn with inner power and he stared straight into Forge with power radiating from his every pour. Forge instantly stepped into action and started throwing as many curses at Harry as he could think off.

None of the curses managed to hit there target, because as soon as the first curse came near Harry there was a flash, and Harry was inside a golden orb that shielded Harry from the spells. every time the spell came in contact with the shield it got absorbed and the shield became even stronger.

Forge started throwing the most powerful ancient magic he knew at Harry but the shield just sucked them up like they were nothing at all. It occurred to Forge that magic wasn't going to break this shield in any shape or form so he ran straight at the golden orb and swung his Staff down hard, but to his astonishment his Staff shattered on impact. Another weapon of his destroyed as curtsey of Harry.

Forge stood there for a moment but as soon as he stopped there was a flash and Harry was standing there with an evil smile on his face. Just as Forge was about to strike out at Harry, he was knocked back. Harry swung his staff again and it connected with his ribs throwing him to the other side of the room.

The Staff Harry was holding was nothing like he had ever seen before. It was long and slender and it looked like it was made out of silver. All around it were carving of Harry's Dragon form flying around breathing fire. At the top was held a Ruby that was kept in place by a gold carved Dragon Claw with a Sapphire at each point.

The Ruby suddenly started to glow and cast and eerie red light around the room and Harry's aura intensified in light as Harry swung his Staff in a swooping movement and a bombardment of spells exploded out of Harry and went pelting towards Forge, who had just enough time to erect a shield that was similar to Harry's except that it was a deep Silver with an Emerald tinge.

Forge's shield quivered a bit but managed to absorb all the spells and the Emerald in it became more obviously as it grew in power from the super charged spells Harry had thrown at it. All this did was piss Harry off even more and he cast a blasting hex at Forge and threw all his power behind it. The curse exploded on impact with his shield and made it shatter like glass.

Harry brought up his Staff and the Ruby on top started glowing and dangerous red and he slammed it on the floor. This was quickly followed by an earth quake and a giant crack in the floor started to spread around Forge and on the side away from Forge spines started bursting out of the ground, making jumping across lethal. Then larva appeared around his feet and hardened instantly trapping Forge where he was. He looked across to see Harry flood with power, if anyone was standing near him it would be enough to kill them because of the sheer magic that was pulsing from him.

Lightning started to crackle around Harry's body and came to a focused ball in his outstretched hands. Forge gulped and tensed for the attack. As soon as he closed his eyes his body was wracked with pain and a bolt of lightning hit him. He fell to one knee just as another bolt hit him again.

"I YIELD, ENOUGH, NO MORE, PLEASE!"

Harry dropped his hands and quickly sealed the gap in the earth together and got rid of the spines and freed Forge's feet.

"I'm sorry about that, I kind of got carried away and when you made me drop my weapons it just made me lose control"

"Don't worry about it, but I don't believe I've ever seen you use so much power before, what happened?"

"I don't know, I just stopped holding back and power started to flow through me like I only feel when I think of what I'm going to do to Voldemort when I meet him…" and Harry's aura started to flare up again.

"Easy kid, and do you think you could help me up here?"

"What? Oh right sorry"

Harry quickly moved foreword and picked Forge up round the shoulders and carried him out into the Hall of Doors that was like a comfortable common room. He took Forge to an armchair and gently set him down on it.

"Thanks kid, just try to go a bit easier on me next time ok?"

"Heh, your s'pose to be the teacher, are you not?"

"Don't get cheeky with my kido or I wont send you back and leave you here for eternity, and let me tell you it gets boring after a while!"

"Ok, ok, would you chill out and take a joke for once!"

"What ever, anyways, you looking foreword to leaving me all alone and on my own back here?"

"Yup, and nope. It will be nice to get back to my friends and school, but being here everything is quiet and I don't have any problems except for when you decide to wake me up" said Harry with a slight growl.

"Well maybe we will see each other again?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ah, nothing, just pondering some thoughts"

"What thoughts?"

"You will find out soon enough maybe, anyways, go take a shower. YOU STINK!"

"Well sooooooooorry, but you're the one that decided to attack me!"

"Yeah, but I'm not sweating like a pig in heat am I?"

"Now your just fried like a chicken"

"Go!, before you get me in a mood!"

"Ok, relax, I'm going already"

Harry quickly made his way to his room where he went to the kitchen and prepared himself something to eat. He sat down looking around while he munched on his food. When he first came here his room had nothing in it and now it was like a perfect apartment. It had a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living area and a built in Gym and they were all proper rooms with walls separating them. Harry was very proud of his room and really didn't want to leave it because it would mean that it would all have to go and the room would once again become boring and bare.

Harry quickly finished his mean and dragged himself into the bath where he lay there soaking and adding the finishing touches to the second book he had wrote, 'Controlling the Elements for the Beginner Elementalist', he came up with the idea when he was looking elemental magic up and couldn't find many books that explained it very well so he sat down and started a book on how he had mastered them so he could give it to any person with elemental abilities.

He climbed out of the bath and towel dried himself down and started his mission of packing all his belongings. He opened the trunk at the base of the bed and quickly expanded it on the inside to almost ten times its original size and added an extra compartment. He carefully strapped his Staff down inside it and called his axe and sword to him and did the same with them. He closed the concealed compartment and quickly cast every locking charm he knew on it. No one was going to get there hands on his weapons even if they COULD touch them. He soon went round his room collecting everything he made and stock piling in front of his bed, everything he had ever made or conjured what he wanted to keep.

All the training clothes he had he carefully folded up and placed carefully into his enlarged trunk followed by some throwing daggers and short swords then all the books that Forge said he could keep. By the time he had finished putting everything in his trunk was filled to the brim and he had to sit on it to get it closed.

Feeling completely drained he crawled into bed and feel instantly asleep and dreamed of reuniting with his friends and what they would think of his new image. And in Forge's room he was lying thinking about everything that's going to happen for him and Harry this year and slowly drifted off into the first peaceful night yet since Harry had came with a smile on his lips. Harry had become his son and heir in everything except blood, and he would happily die for him if it meant Harry would live on.

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AN: Muwahahahahahahahaaha, I could leave it here and it would be worthy of finished chapter, but alas I cant for three reasons.

1) Chapter is called going home.

2) I said it would be at least 5000 words long.

3) I don't want to, even if this is the 3rd time I wrote it out because pc crashed! Grrrrrrrrrrr, would have been up sooner otherwise!

So on with the show!

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Harry woke up the next day feeling extremely hyper about going home again and seeing his friends. He quickly conjured himself some big baggy blue jeans and hid some daggers and long knives in them and conjures a plain white t-shirt and a long black leather trench coat and shrink his trunk down and shoved it into his pocket while dashing out of his room.

He came to a skidding halt in the Hall of Doors and saw Forge sitting in an armchair with another facing him, obviously meant for Harry. Harry quickly walked over and settled himself in the chair.

"Glad to see your so chipper this morning"

"Yup, going home at last!"

"That excited to get away from me eh?"

"WHAT! No! its just I haven't seen my friends in over two years and I'm excited"

"Well maybe we will meet again in the future you never know. But anyways, first off, I want to say it was a pleasure training you and I really do I meet you again soon, secondly don't show your weapons off around public, well except your staff, as you made it so it wont make people bow down to you, so I suggest you make your self a sword and axe that you can summon to your self like your other weapons and try to keep the others hidden until you have to show them"

"Uh, is that all you it! You could have told me that while we prepare!"

"Chill out! I've got presents to give you too!"

"Wha, way cool, what did you get me" said Harry bouncing around in the seat like a little kid again.

Forge rummaged around in a bad that was next to his chair and brought out quite a large wooden box and handed it to Harry. Harry opened the box carefully and saw that a silver egg on a velvet cushion inside it.

"W-What is it?"

"That, Harry, is a Phoenix Lord egg"

"What's a Phoenix Lord?"

"Its basically and extremely rare breed of phoenix, its bigger than the normal phoenix and its tears can heal a lot more things and do it a lot faster, there feathers are also a silver colour, which is why the egg is silver and not the fire red normal eggs are"

"Y-Y-Your giving me a PHOENIX!"

"Yep, and look after her, Phoenixes can be very loyal creatures but if you don't treat them right they will leave you. She should hatch sometime tomorrow and within a week she will be fully grown. I thought since you were going to live for a long time you mite as well have a friend that's going to be around just as long as you"

Harry just sat there looking at the egg in shock. He was holding one of the rarest creatures on Earth in the palm of his hand. How unreal was that!

Harry just looked at Forge his mouth gaping slightly.

"I haven't finished yet, I've also made you some battle robes. The under clothes will fit you like a second skin and are made out of dragon hide, a Hungarian Horntail to be exact. The other robes are a mixture of Basilisk and Dragon hide to repel nearly all spells, I also cast a lot of strong and ancient protection spells on them so there even stronger than they would be. And for an added bonus it has ground Phoenix feathers interwoven with the hide to make it extremely light and always the right temperature to wear no matter where your at, and it mite even stop some fatal curses once or twice before that part of its job will be over and it will only keep it light and warm"

After finishing explaining the robs Forge pulled them out of the bag. They were a deep midnight blue with specks of black and gold glittering. They also had dragon hide boots that were charmed to never make a sound while he walked.

"Wow" was all Harry managed to choke out. You just wouldn't be able to get robes like these back home and if you could they would be one of a kind and cost a small fortune. This was the most anyone had given in his entire life. Harry was on the verge of tears before Forge leaned over to him.

"Harry, kid, I'll miss you, don't forget bout me, I could show up sooner than you expect" said Forge with a wink, just before Harry threw himself at him and give Forge a bone crushing hug.

"Thanks Forge! You have no idea how much this means to me!"

"I bet I do judging by my ribs that feel like you broke" said forge with a slight chuckle.

"Oops, sorry bout that" said Harry starting to blush slightly.

"Heh, don't worry about it kido, no permanent damage I think, and you better stick that stuff in you trunk because your off in a few mins"

Harry quickly pulled his trunk out and restored it to its normal size and opened the secret compartment and fastened all his new belongings into it and snapped the lid shut and shrank the trunk back down to pocket size.

"Ready"

"As I'll ever be"

"Ok, good, now close your eyes and focus on your room, its like apparition except your not forcing yourself into it, I do all the hard part, you just have to picture it, ok?"

"Hang on, give me a second……………Right, ready when you are"

"Ok then here we go!"

Harry could feel the magic swirling around him and pushing him through time and space, Harry hated it, it reminded him of travelling by floo which he also hated with a passion. It lasted for about five minuets but to Harry it felt like half an hour at least. Then with a snap he was back in his own room. He opened his eyes and he could see that it was dark, just like when he left and the floor was still bloody off where his Uncle had tried to kill him. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought of his Uncle. Harry was indeed back at the place he hated to be, his 'home'.

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AN: I could stop it here too, and it's a nice and longer chapter for a change but as I'm still writing and Works has yet to crash again, and also that I've only done 3656 words, the story most go on!

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Petunia Dursley was scared. She had herd a low banging down the stairs and then a loud crunching noise. It was the middle of the night and she crept slowly out of her room and silently walked toward where the noise was coming fro, the stairs, to see if it was a burglar or something. When she got there she wasn't prepared for what she saw. At the bottom of the stares lay her husband, with his head lying on his shoulder at a bizarre angle and blood running out of his mouth and nose.

She screamed and ran down the stairs to see if she could help her husband in anyway. She slowly placed a hand over his neck to try and see if she could feel a pulse but quickly brought it back with a scream as she felt the sharp point of bone sticking out of his neck, there was no way he had survived that. She screamed for a third time that night and this time even Dudley was woken up and came waddling out of his room, only just managing to fit through the door.

"Muuuuuuuuum, will you stop screaming I'm trying to…"

Dudley quickly stopped talking when he saw his Uncle at the bottom of the stairs and paled considerably.

"M-M-M-Mum, is he d-d-d-dead?"

"Yes, Dudley…..dear, his necks……b-broken" she said through sobs that were wracking her body.

Dudley looked at his Uncle then to the dark open door of Harry's room.

"IT WAS HIM, THAT FREAK KILLED MY FATHER. IM GOING TO KILL HIM!" roared Dudley marching over to Harry's room.

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Harry had removed his wand and his father's invisibility cloak and the knife he got from Sirius from the loose floor board under his bead and had just concealed them in his trunk when he herd his Aunt scream.

'Looks like Uncle died in the house, wonder how it happened'

He was snapped out of his thinking by her screaming again and within the time of sixty seconds she had screamed for a third time and now even Dudley was awake. The house went silent for a while and he could hear them talking on the landing before he heard Dudley roar promising to kill him. Then he heard the booming footsteps that meant he was moving quickly towards his door. The whole floor shook under the weight of Dudley stomping along until he burst into Harry's room.

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE IS THAT FREAK! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM"

"And why are you going to kill me dear cousin?"

Dudley suddenly looked up going very pale.

"Your not Harry, NOW WHERE DI YOU PUT HIM!"

"Dudley, take a nice long look into my eyes and have a look at the scar on my head"

Dudley's eyes raked over Harry's forehead and Harry even moved some of his hair out of the way so Dudley could see his scar then Dudley looked into Harry's eyes and saw freakish emerald eyes looking back.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

And Dudley started charging toward Harry. Harry just stepped to the side and Dudley's punch missed his head by inches. All the boxing Dudley had done had converted a lot of his upper body into muscle, which he used for pounding younger and smaller kids, but now was trying to kill Harry with.

He swung again at Harry, and yet again Harry moved out of the way just in the nick of time. Dudley roared and started to swung one punch after the other and Harry ducked every punched or moved out of the way with extraordinary agility and ease.

"STOP DANCING AROUND AND FIGHT ME YOU FREAK" Dudley roared at Harry.

"Have it your way" and Harry's eyes suddenly became hard and he looked coldly at Dudley. "You have bullied me for as long as I lived here, now you are requesting a fight and now your going to get one" said Harry and his voice was as cold as ice.

Dudley gulped but then the thought that Harry had killed his father plagued his mind and he started lashing out at Harry. This time Harry didn't duck or move out of the way but blocked each of Dudley's punches with his arm and when Dudley started to slow down Harry started throwing his own punches, each one found its mark and it wasn't long before Dudley had a broken nose several broken ribs and two block eyes. Harry finished it with a powerful blow to the chest that slammed Dudley into the opposite wall.

"Remember cousin you asked for the fight, and for your information, I didn't kill my dear UNCLE, he killed me, it was my friend that had the pleasure of killing that SCUM, not me!"

And with that Harry stormed out leaving the battered and bruised Dudley cowering in the corner. On his way out he ran into his Aunt and she screamed when she saw him and blood smeared across his knuckles.

"Who are you and what have you done with my Dudlykins!"

"What! don't you recognize me Aunt?"

"H-H-Harry, is that you?"

"Well I've got to say, you worked it out a lot faster than that oaf of a son you've got"

"You killed your Uncle, how could you do that!" his Aunt screeched at him.

"Again, how many times am I going to explain this, I…NEVER…KILLED…HIM. Although I seriously wish I did after what he did to me!"

"What do you mean 'what he did to me', he did nothing but look after you and put clothes on your back!"

"You mean Dudley's cloths on my back, and he killed me once dear Aunt, so do un to other that do un to you I say although I never got to kill him, but he still died! And if you want me to be sorry you can think again! And if you dare get the police involved I'll kill Dudley, then a year later I'll kill you, so don't go getting any ideas, because I cant be bothered to claim the throne yet" and with that Harry stormed past her and into the night sky, he looked around him focused his mind together and Jumped into Albus Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts.

"Hello Albus, its about time we had a little chat I think…"

AN: Muwahahahahahahahha. Cliffy! Neh neh, well this should keep you busy for a while, next chapter might be same length but will probley be shorter coz it's a drain to have to type this much in one day everyday, OY SLAVE DRIVERS YOU! shakes fists