CHAPTER SIX--NEW FRIENDS

Several years have already gone by since Harry had arrived in a new world. He missed his friends and godfather but he knew he had to stay. The training, so far, had become very intriguing. His mentor had pushed him hard within the first couple weeks when he left the healers. Until his strength had built up, Mentor Lexi had refused to allow him any team-mates.But she had never failed to add onto the running and physical exercises. Nor did she falter on the constant surprise attacks, in which she always enlisted other mentors, whom he believed took the same sadistic pleasure in pushing his limits during training. But he had refused to complain or change anything for a minute.

And now, after all that, he's stuck with four new friends, who had become histeam-mates, of which three were currently driving him up the wall with their argument. "I'm telling you now, STOP IT!"

"Stop what, Lucas?" Harry snickered as he heardtwo voices speak as one. But refused to make eye contact with anyone or else he would lose his control. But he had to admit the twins that had saved his life were quite entertaining when they weren't being vindictive.

"Will you two just pick a separate personality? Or at least speak as two people!" The one called Lucas looked to his struggling not to laugh friend for help, who simply looked away. Harry really wasn't ready to enter this argument to save his friend. He knew how vindictive the twins could be when their fun was interrupted, especially since he knew exactly what the twins controlled and were capable of. But it seemed his fellow friend, Lucas, didn't really care as he continiously argued back.

"We are two people. We do have separate personalities."

Harry then had no choice but to choke on his laughter when he realized the two women sounded as sarcastic as his old potions master. But he had to stop them from arguing if it prevent his further choking on the laughter. "Will you three stop? Please?"

Three figures turned to him, in which he turned on the puppy eyes. Sighing, his friends gave in, "You win." The fourth, who had simply enjoyed this show in all its glory and was the one to have given the two twins the idea to annoy their other friend, fell in fits of uncontrollable laughter at the properly chastised faces.

"Hey! Little One!" Harry slightly cringed at the remark. Since his healing he had gained an appetite but not that much height, yet. He was after all only just hitting twenty and everyone believed he wasn't done growing for a human. His mentor had then taken to calling him 'Little One' everyday, causing him to be tempted to play her as a target with the various hidden daggers on his being. Instead he sighed as he turned to face his mentor, knowing if he acted upon his desire he would become the target.

Mentor Lexi galloped in strides to her student's side. Upon stopping she smiled, "It's been over six years, Harry. You have passed in almost all areas of training in your path as a War Mage." He flushed at the compliment, "But the council believes that you could use a training in higher magic. Since it also seems you are accelerating in your original training, we've also planned on pushing your performance even harder. You'll be taught in almost all areas of the other training programs as well."

"Uh, higher?" Green eyes glanced at his friends, who look more confused than he, though suspicion made him believe that they were faking it since Lucas looked like he was barely containing the excitement. At the same time Harry was jumping for joy inwardly at the thought of learning even more paths of training.

"Yes. Goblin, Elvin, and Demonic. These are the highest levels of magic in our world. Especially Demonic. Lucas will be helping you in the Elvin magic, which I believe he has already began, although it is illegal to be taught by a student and will continue with the proper trainer helping." Hazel eyes gleamed at the guilty faces. "But Goblin and Demonic Magic are closely related in sense."

"I'm going to learn Demonic?"

"Of course. The council has been contacted by a messenger from Queen to teach you Demonic Magic. She will send you a teacher, who will also be another team-mate to you five and hopefully keep three of you in check." Here Mentor Lexi smirked at the sight of three flushing faces, "They shall be arriving tomorrow at breakfast. I believe Queen's exact words were, 'Demonic Magic has been granted to the human child as a gift from me.'"

Harry was shocked at the words, "Queen said that?" He may have been new in this world for six years and still learning but the first thing he was forced to remember was that no one said Queen's real name. Her name was shied from just like wizards feared to say Voldemort, although he was sure there was a very good reason and he just got that reason.

"Remember, Little One. Queen has a real name, which I have been given permission to tell you more of. Her real name is She-Demon. She is the absolute ruler of the demonic world. All demons of her bloodline must obey her will despite where they live or the consequences can be quite deadly if not painful. She's the only one who would decide their life or death. She's a very, very powerful creature but she can also be a very, very vicious enemy. From storiestold she loves tormenting her enemies in that hellish realm. But should you ever gain her alliance and respect, we have learned that she would practically allow you to get away with almost anything in her name as long as it exempts demon killing without her permission. She is also the only one to grant or flourish demonic gifts in those of half-demons, or in your case, humans."

"Uh, thank you." Harry almost stuttered as his friends suddenly became severely pale,trembling. Despite this sudden fear, Harry had to ask, "Mentor Lexi? What's happening to my friends?"

The council had agreed as one to answer any of his questions concerning his world, truthfully and promptly. They knew of humans' curiosity, how it would lead them astray and into dangerous areas if not appeased once questioned. "The attacks arenow growing in slightly bigger numbers. Your enemy has believed you are truly missing despite the rumours that you are hiding, but won't pull any huge attacks just yet. The seer believes this Voldemort personbelieves you are gone but also believes you just might reappear anytime. Seems he is quite cautious. Otherwise, with a little pushing we have seen that your friends have fallen in sorrow, though some refused to be pushed around."

"My connection?" Relieved, as well as inwardly snickering at the thought of his friends hounding the professors of his whereabouts which he knew would happen if Hermione had her way, he was truly grateful he would never suffer another vision but the Gryffindor side of him had to ask about the seer's sake.

"The visions only relate the various attacks he will plan to or have already execute. Our seers and guides are quite well, they share the grounding of the visions to easily control it." She then began to walk away, calling over her shoulder, "Do not forget about tomorrow. Demonic Magic will be very tiring since it's the most powerful."

Harry desperately couldn't wait until the next day to begin learning. But by the end of the next week he would start to wonder why he was exciting about learning more. Even his new friend and teacher refused to take pity on him duringlessons. But she was slowly becoming the greatest friend he could have, especially when he had asked for a very large favour granted by She-Demon. A favour for her to always watch out for a certain professor, until he returned home. During his nights, Harry would lay awake for several hours, trying to fight off the bad feeling that something was going to go wrong and it would include his potion master. After all he had learned through the seers that this professor was walking a very thin line of life and death in hopes of protecting the world from ultimate darkness.