Title: Harry Potter And The Walkers
Author: ENSIGN
Chapter 07 – Magic Makes The World Goes Round
"Surprised Weasley?" Draco stood there grinning.
Ron rose to attack but suddenly found that he was forced back down. Struggling and fighting even harder as he saw Malfoy's grin turn into a full blown smirk.
"SIT DOWN!!! MR. WEASLEY!!!" Fariahlia's boomed out. Everyone now could see the power showing behind her eyes. Ron, petrified in fear at the power display could only nod.
The Walker's face softened and the power left her deadly red eyes. "Their presence was requested here by Harry himself, Ronald."
"B… bb… but that's not right. Harry would never request his presence." Ron stuttered in disbelief while pointing at Malfoy. Others in the room were also voicing similar words.
"Well, you better believe it Weasley." The blond replied in a bored voice as he pulled out a familiar DA galleon from within his robes. Others in the Slytherin group followed suit as well showing their membership coins.
Ron, the DA and some of the professors were still staring in disbelief at the blond whereas Hermione, had a calculating look on her face. "That's what Harry does every night, doesn't he?" She said voicing her thoughts.
"Bingo!" Draco called out to the muggleborn witch.
"What?" Ron questioned.
The Malfoy heir rolled his eyes. "Muggle term Weasley."
Ron's mouth fell open as did a few others in the room. 'Did Draco-I-think-mudbloods-are-the-scum-of-the-earth-Malfoy just use a Muggle term?'
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Harry strode down the corridor and away from the Hospital wing. His right hand massaging his brow and his left balancing his pensieve. 'Voldemort was happy, is happy', he corrected himself.
He tried to organize his thoughts as he walked going through both past and present images. Not only was his mind muddled up as it was, he now had a bit of the Dark Tosser's added to the mix. Voldemort was planning something big. He had an ally. Someone powerful.
"Excellent my friend, our research is going perfectly well." Harry looked up and grinned at his friend and mentor, Phrixus.
Harry winced and begun massaging himself more. He drew his wand and pressed it to his temple before extracting a silvery thread and depositing it in the bowl. He did this as he walked down the dark, soundless corridors of Hogwart's castle.
"Finally it's complete, the theory fits. If we were to build the mechanism it would surely work. All we need is to charge it with the right mana." Phrixus explained as he excitedly unrolled a scroll before Harry.
"Bad thoughts. Bad memories." Harry mumbled as he extracted the images and dropped them in the bowl.
"You weren't supposed to Phrixus!!! We agreed it was too dangerous!!!" Harry shouted.
"We both know what this can do for us, Harry. It means all we have lost, we can bring them back. All of them."
"No!!! It's impossible!!!"
"Nothing's impossible!!!"
Harry winced and his walking swayed slightly.
Harry sprinted towards the dais but strong arms pulled him back.
"There's nothing you can do Harry…"
"We have to get him, save him. He's just gone through."
"It's too late, Harry…"
"It's not too late. We can still reach him. Reach Sirius."
The haunting voices beyond the Veil of Death called out to him.
He stumbled and fell against the wall. Hugging the pensieve to his chest least the contents spilled he slowly slid to the floor. Breathing heavily he closed his eyes and gave a soft moan. "Too much memories. I need James."
Still shaking, he closed his eyes and concentrated.
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Draco Malfoy. Heir of the Malfoy family fortune. Son of Lucius Malfoy. Asked himself for probably the twentieth time that day why he was going through with this. 'Maybe it isn't so bad.' He thought to himself.
'True it would be better than the alternative.'
'Since when did I get an inner voice?'
'Inner voice? I'm your conscience dear Draco. You've just been ignoring me most of your life.'
'Aren't inner voices meant to argue, not agree with one another?'
Silence.
"Finally." Draco mumbled as he ran up the stair towards the third floor. Since breakfast Draco had been speaking with himself and he was beginning to get worried. 'Hearing voices, even in the wizarding world is not a good thing.' Draco strangely wondered who even came up with that phase. It sounded almost like the Muggle saying 'Hearing voices is the first sign of insanity.'
'What would dear old father say, I'm quoting Muggles.' Draco chuckled to himself.
Draco came to a halt as he finally reached his destination. It was not twelve midnight and it was definitely past curfew. He had received a letter from Potter at breakfast requesting a meeting with him that night.
'Ah! Here I am.' Draco from under his invisibility cloak gave the painting beside the door queer look. He rolled his eyes. After look at Muggle art it seemed that most wizarding ones were downright weird. 'Trolls in pink tutus. Merlin Forbid.' Draco turned his attention to the door now. Come to think of it he hadn't remembered a door being at this location before.
Shrugging his shoulders he turned the handle and entered the room. This was Hogwarts after all and weird things happened in Hogwarts all the time.
Draco blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Pink. The room was pink. Pink chairs, pink table, pink carpeting, pink walls, heck pink tea set. And right in the middle of it all, sitting and reading a pink book was no other than an old man that Draco would have mistaken for Dumbledore if it wasn't for the absence of glasses and the blindfold. Both the room and the man's robes clashed horribly, emerald green against pink background, even Dumbledore wasn't that bad.
"Do sit Mr. Malfoy." The man gestured to an armchair which popped into existence. Draco's eyes widened. The man hadn't even moved except to turn the page in the book he was reading.
With Malfoy dignity. Draco accepted the offer and prepared himself a cup of tea whist trying not to wince at the pinkness of it all.
"I do apologize for the décor, Mr. Malfoy. It seems this room decided to suit my mind at the moment. All I wanted was to stand out. At least the book provided was good." The man finally looked at Draco and closed the book and placed it upon the table.
Draco took one look at the title and nearly snorted. 'How To Look Busy And Stand Out In A Pink Room.' The man noticed this and smiled.
"Yes I do believe this room has a quirky sense of humor. It is said that in Muggle studies that the brain perceives colors of red and green the best. Hence it would explain why the room chose the two colors. Although I do agree that pink was too…" he paused seemingly to think for the right word, "unique a color."
Draco rolled his eyes and pushed his occlumency shields to its highest. This person reminded him of Dumbledore, and legilimency was definitely most likely to be in action. All he needed now was to be offered a Lemon Drop.
"Ah! Yes where were we? Oh my! Where are my manners? Honey Drop?" The man dug into his pockets and withdrew a bag of sweets.
Draco rolled his eyes. 'Thought to soon.' Thanking any higher powers that the man was blind and most probably didn't see that, he declined.
"Oh well. Too bad. They really are quite wonderful. I find they go extremely well when you use them in tea instead of sugar." The man proceeded to drop two into the steaming cup before him. "Sure you don't want any?" Again the bag was held out.
Draco who was starting to get irritated stuffed his had into the bag withdrew a sweet opened it and popped it into his mouth.
His eyes widened as he felt a weird warm feeling pass over him. Checking his mental shields he felt most of them crumbling. 'Truth Potion.' Mentally he kicked himself. How many times did parents tell their kids not to accept sweets from strangers?
He tried to reach into his robes for his wand but remained seated. 'Damn, Paralysis Draught as well. This man must have been a Slytherin.'
"No need to be alarmed Mr. Malfoy. It's only a slight Paralysis Draught and truth serum laced sweet. It'll wear off in an hour. That said, lets talk." The man ignored Draco's glare and drank his cup of tea in one go. "There, now both of us are even." He smiled as the potions took effect.
Draco glared.
The man smiled.
The silence lasted a minute before Draco cracked. Mainly due to the fact that a glare wasn't affective against a person when said person had a blindfold over his eyes.
Draco signed. "Greetings, I'm Draco Malfoy. Son of Lucius Malfoy. Honored to meet you. I would shake your hand but I can't right now."
The man grinned. "James, please to meet you. I too would like to shake your hand but can't, seeing that I've poisoned myself." Draco couldn't help but grin.
"So I take it that both of us would now have to speak the truth no matter what?" Draco inquired and mentally kicked himself again. 'How un-Slytherin of me to ask a stupid obvious question.'
The man snorted and was visibly holding back a laugh. Draco narrowed his eyes and looked right at the man. "You're a legilimens." It was a statement.
The man smiled. "Indeed I am young Malfoy."
"My shields are at their highest now. How are you able to read my thoughts without eye contact?" Draco outright asked.
The man seemed to pause for a moment. "You're broadcasting. You think too loud."
"Oh!" Draco shook his head, but due to the potion only managed a slight wobble. This man was as good as Dumbledore at swaying the subject. Draco decided to forgo the Slytherin attitude and come right out. "Who are you and where's Potter?"
"Me? My name's James and Harry thought that I should handle your situation as you still aren't on the best terms with him yet. I do believe you prefer my company over his?"
Draco was beginning to see a flaw in the sweet's potion. It was weak. With enough force he could attempt slight movement and he didn't really have to answer the questions he was asked, he only needed to speak the truth.
"Excellent Mr. Malfoy, brilliant deduction of the effect of Veritaserum and the Drought of Paralysis. Indeed you are correct."
Draco was annoyed. "Would you stop that." He snapped.
The man smiled even more which further annoyed Draco. "Like I said you're broadcasting. Any expert of legilimency would be able to read the surface thoughts of a person if they thought hard enough. Anyway you are right the potions you ingested are diluted. The Veritaserum was only one drop instead of three and the Paralysis Draught was diluted to a factor of one fifth. I wouldn't want both a mindless and completely paralyzed guest now would I?"
Draco was now curious. Why would he dilute the Veritaserum, didn't Veritaserum normally turn you into a mindless blabbering fool. The Paralysis Draught he understood. If it was undiluted he would be able to talk let alone blink.
"Yes, Draco. That is a good question. I believe that it is a Ministry secret to why Veritaserum is normally given in three drops. This is mainly because the truth serum has three stages of effect. One drop makes the victim speak only the truth although he does have the ability to answer the question whether he wishes to or not. Two drops and the drinker has to answer the question he was asked but he can word and twist it to his views. Three drops…"
"The poor sod becomes a blabbering mindless fool." Draco finished for him. "And would you stop reading my mind. I know you can control it because you would go stark raving mad of you didn't. Not that you aren't, given the Dumbledory way you act."
James seemed even more amused. "Indeed, I can control it, but I dare say your thoughts are extremely amusing at the moment." The man paused to think. "Also regarding Dumbledore. I have to admit that he is a great wizard and most people respect and sometimes revere him. Nevertheless, he is still human and humans make mistakes."
Draco nodded in agreement. "Yes I noticed. He is a great wizard in a way. He's a nut, a great nut but nevertheless, he's still a nut."
James's lips twitched. "True he seems to know everyone's name, probably due to legilimency. Also everyone in the world seems to owe him a favor for something and that man has probably the best spy network in Hogwarts."
"At least he doesn't know what goes on in the Slytherin dungeons." Draco retorted.
"Do you really think that Draco? He probably knows but doesn't want you to know and therefore acts like he doesn't know." James countered.
"Arrgh. Sweet Merlin, we are off topic again. Stop doing that as well."
"Stop what?"
"Steering the topic off. I'm here for a reason you know."
"But we are having such fun with our conversations. After all that's what people do over a cup of tea." James seemed to pout slightly.
Draco couldn't help conceal the amusement showing on his face at seeing a hundred year old man pout. "Anyway, Potter sent me a letter requesting my presence in this room." Draco looked around. He hadn't noticed it but during his conversation the room had changed to a soft blue color.
The man seemed to sober up and his carefree expression disappeared. "Yes, Harry called you here because he wanted to know what your views are on muggles and Voldemort."
Malfoy blinked that was about as straight forward as someone could get. Also James had referred you-know-who as Voldemort. Only two people he knew use that name freely. Potter and Dumbledore. James's question he had contemplated many times since Potter visited him in the hospital wing after the duel. It seemed that it was finally time for him to make his choice.
Draco took a deep breath and answered.
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A wizened wizard walked towards the Room Of Requirements at a considerably fast pace for someone his age. One could see that he was in a hurry and needed to get there fast.
Contrary to what Voldemort believed James had been able to peer slightly into Voldemort's mind and not just his vision. Now that his thoughts had been rearranged he was beginning to see the whole picture clearer. Voldemort had been in contact with THE DEMON. He had somehow established a means of communicating with his. No doubt through one of the lost artifacts. Also he was planning a number of attacks that were soon to take place.
James didn't know where. Only that it was going to be big and quite soon. Knowing Harry's luck, one of them would probably be on Halloween. James rolled his eyes beneath his blindfold.
First year, the troll. Second, petrified people. Third, escape convict. Fourth, the damn goblet that spat out names. Fifth, he wasn't about to go there. Not one to ignore bad Karma James needed to see Dumbledore immediately.
James reached the Room Of Requirement. Ignoring the twirling trolls and the bashing of a wizard in the portrait beside the door he reached for the door knob and pulled.
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"No! I do not and would not support the Dark Lord." Draco spoke with determination. His father would probably disown him now.
"Why's that?" James interrupted him before he went any further.
"I have seen both my godfather Snape and father when they return from the Death Eater meetings. They both look as if they had the Cruciatus curse placed upon them. Both try to hide it, but I'm familiar with the aftereffects of that particular curse." Seeing James's look, he answered. "Father usually gets agitated and sometimes curses both me and my mother when he believes we need disciplinary action."
James nodded and Draco continued. "Unlike my father I refuse to serve anyone. It is unbefitting for a Malfoy to bow to another especially a half blood. I did my research. Also I have noticed that my mother has appeared to be happier. Father doesn't stay at the Manor as it is constantly watched by Aurors."
"I've thought about staying neutral in this war, but I don't see it as a very beneficiary solution. If Voldemort takes over the people who stay neutral would be killed off for not supporting him anyway. Therefore I wish to stand be the light. Provided that you can promise my mother as much protection from Voldemort. The Aurors would give a damn about protecting us as we have been proven to associate with a know Death Eater. Dumbledore on the other hand would."
James nodded and smiled at the Malfoy heir. "What do you think of muggles?"
"Truthfully I don't really know. I don't hate them seeing as I have never really met one. But I don't revere them either. I prefer to see them as equals at the moment. From the books that I have read, muggles have been able to solve most of the wizarding world's problem without the use of magic. Also they are much more open-minds and have a much better way of organizing things. Most of this information is from books that are probably fifty years ago. I don't really know what the situation is in the Muggle world at the moment."
"Excellent Mr. Malfoy. Now that I have heard your views I would like to extend you an invitation to join a little group Harry established. It's called it the DA, Defense Association. I believe you have heard about it from last year. The DA is a group where students would get together and share ideas and knowledge on defense. Harry most of the time being the lecturer. This year it is about the same, except with the growing threat of Voldemort, Harry has moved on to much more potent spells."
"Wouldn't the other members protest about my joining?" Draco questioned already interested.
"Indeed they would. I believe Ronald Weasley would be quite outspoken. However because of this Harry would like to organize another group. The meetings would be around the early hours of the morning and it would be at a faster pace than that of the original DA. Face it most of you new members would need extra training, not that you would of course."
"So I take it Harry needs me to introduce a few more people from Slytherin to this new club?"
"Exactly. Here catch." James tossed Draco a gold coin. "It works as a summoning device. When it is time for a meeting just tap it twice with your wand and you will portkey here. Harry will hold meetings on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday from four till six. Take afternoon naps. When you have the people you believe are trustworthy hold on to them and portkey in. I will give them a coin."
Draco nodded as he processed this information.
"Oh yeah! You can stand up now Mr. Malfoy. The potions have run out." James stood and ushered Draco towards the door.
Being the ever suspecting Slytherin Draco noticed something was off. "Wait a minute. Didn't you say that two drops of Veritaserum makes you unable to resist answering?" Draco paused at the door and turned round.
"Yes I did. Why?"
"You took two Honey Drops." Draco pointed to the tea set.
James smile widely and flashed Draco a smirk. "Veritaserum has no effect what so ever, on me." With that he closed the door on a wide mouth and surprised Draco.
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"Alright fine, you've heard enough. Now can I give him the antidote?" Snape snapped still miffed that Dumbledore would allow the use of Veritaserum on one of his precious Slytherins, even though Malfoy had give his permission to do so.
Dumbledore nodded and Snape pushed past a shocked Ronald Weasley to administer the antidote. Once the third drop of antidote fell on Draco's tongue the glazed look he had adapted disappeared.
"Ouch. I'm hurt. How could you not believe me? A Malfoy's word. To resort to truth serum, oh! The pain, the distrust!" Malfoy said in mock pain and sorrow.
"Cut the crap, you brat!" Snape snapped. "Your acting skills aren't exactly the cream of the crop you know!"
"Whatever." Draco waved of Snape's glare.
"Brat." Snape smiled and ruffled Draco's neatly slicked back hair.
The rest of the students and staff except Dumbledore took a full step back. Snape had smiled. It was truly a frightening sight. The feared potions master, the overgrown bat showing emotions other than anger and contempt.
The group's attention was diverted when someone cleared their throat. Spinning round suddenly the occupant's attention was diverted to a man standing in the far corner of the room. All were staring at the stranger, but none more so than Dumbledore and Fariahlia. The former a thoughtful look and the latter a look of mischief.
"Escaped the hospital wing already I see." Fariahlia spoke with a grin.
Dumbledore and the professors noted that since the Walker held no hostility to the man. He was harmless.
"Indeed, stupid white room of nothingness. It was starting to get me down." The stranger spoke ignoring the look of death he was receiving for the Hogwart's Matron at insulting her domain.
"How long have you been here?"
"Since you decided to drug a student." The man walked past the crowd and up to the front of the class with the Walker. He gestured for the rest of the room to take seats on the pillows.
"Well seeing that you all are here I think that we should begin. As Fariahlia here has no doubt explained the basics of what a Walker is, I think it is time for the main part of this lesson. I together with Walker Fariahlia would be teaching you the basics of true magic. We are going to help you unlock your ability to manipulate and control the magic that surrounds you. That and a bit of wandless magic."
Instantly whispers and conversations erupted throughout the room.
"SILENCE!!!" Fariahlia raised her voice over the din. "Please refrain from that again. It would be hazardous to your health. James here has just re-assimilated his personality and even though Walkers are excellent at controlling ones emotions, they can't after personality assimilations."
James nodded his silent thank to her. "As Walker Potter displayed yesterday. Irritating a re-assimilated Walker can be painful. We snap rather easily." The students now had fearful looks in their eyes.
"Now also I have an announcement to make. Firstly let me introduce myself much more properly. My name is Harry James Potter." Stares of obvious disbelief met this.
"I am Harry James Potter. Due to our eternal lifespan, Walkers tend to develop different personalities. People change. Although due to our base memories and personality we experience what you call split personalities. Harry currently has three. Himself as he was. Himself as a Walker of many years. And me, of what he would be around his hundred birthday."
"I'm here at the moment, because due to medical reasons Harry's personality is resting."
Seeing the class's nods of understanding and still slight disbelief he continued the lesson.
"But Harry, You're old." Susan Bones stated from the back.
"Old! Oh no, dear girl I am just grown up." The old man said in mock horror.
Dumbledore who was watching this was smiling and nudging McGonagall in the side. "See Minerva, even he agrees with me."
The transfiguration professor rolled her eyes. "Another old man agreeing with you doesn't count Albus."
By now Harry had finished his conversation with Susan.
"Now firstly both me and Walker Fariahlia here are going to determine the color of mana in which you are most suited to. We are going to do this with a mage stone. It is enchanted to turn the color in which you are most suited to when you grasp it. Now when I call your name please come up and hold the stone." He reached into his robes and drew out a small fist sized grey colored crystal.
"Oh yes, and please help yourselves to a honey drop as well." Harry's other hand withdrew a bag of sweets. This was met with a few more stares. Mostly from the professors. "Now when I call your name, come up and hold the stone."
The first student Harry pointed to was a fourth year Slytherin. The girl looking somewhat reluctant at being the first.
'Shouldn't have picked a Slytherin first. Their too cautious.' Harry thought.
The girl who was now getting a slight panicked look in her eyes was glancing at the stone in Harry's hand to Professor Snape.
"Now don't worry, it's not going to hurt you. It's just a stone that flashes color." Harry reassured the girl.
Hearing that the girl felt much better and approached him. Slowly passing the stone to her, Harry looked into her eyes through his blindfold.
Even thought the blindfold covered his eyes, it had no effect on hindering his sight. It was just there to control his legilimency powers. Harry probed slightly into the girl's head. He snatched up the first sub conscious thought most people had. Their name. No wonder Dumbledore never had problems remembering the student's names.
"Here you go Emily." He gently placed the stone into her outstretched hands. The stone vibrated slightly before flashing green.
The girl looked shocked for a moment before muttering, "I thought so."
"Indeed. You do seem like the timid kind." Harry smiled and received the stone and sent her back to her place.
"So, Harry?" Harry turned his head slightly. 'Fariahlia, I forgot she was here.'
"Yes?" He replied. Fariahlia held out her hand to him and smirked. "Do you need something?"
"The first student was green." The female Walker stated.
"Damn. You remembered." Harry cursed.
"Of course I remembered." Fariahlia replied with a scandalous look.
Harry sighed and tossed the Walker a small enchanted sack from within his robes. "A hundred kilograms of gold. As wagered."
Seeing the confused looks of the students. Fariahlia spoke up. "James here just lost. He wagered the first Slytherin student would be a blue magic user. I said it was gonna be green."
"Bloody hell! A hundred kilos of gold?" Ron said loudly.
"Yes a hundred." Harry spoke.
"Ouch mate." Apparently Ron had no problems referring the old man to Harry. Then again Ron's mind hadn't properly caught on yet.
"Now to save time and make this as fast as possible. Both me and Harry each have two stones. You half follow me." Fariahlia pointed to the half of the audience which contained the professors.
"Yes, go with her." Harry pointed to the other side of the room where the Walker was drifting off to. He turned to those under his charge and gestured for the next person to come.
Ron was found to have an affinity for red magic. 'No surprise there.' He thought.
Hermione was white. 'Well she is pure and mostly innocent.'
Draco, blue. 'He is a cunning bugger.'
Ginny was surprisingly black and red. 'Must have something to do with the Chamber Of Secrets incident, the red would be the Weasley temper. They all have that.'
Neville was a green and white user. 'No surprise there, he's always been good at Herbology.'
Then the surprise came when it was Luna's turn. As she held the stone it began to glow with a bright grey hue. This was noticed by some of the students who begun whispering.
Harry who was in the form of James managed to roll his eyes without being seen due to the blindfold. What was it with wizards and witches and gossip anyway.
By now most of the students were staring at the stone in Luna's hand. Those who weren't before were now doing so as their friends pointed it out for them. The professors who were at the other side of the room had also noticed the commotion.
The stone which was still shaking became slightly violent. It had begun to vibrate at an uncontrollable rate. Students standing near Luna decided it was a good idea to take a few steps back. Harry however stayed still and stared at the stone. After a few more seconds the stone's movements stopped, it still had it's grey glow.
Fariahlia had a look of curiosity and Harry stared at the small girl with a calculative look.
"Luna if you don't mind could I perform a test on you?"
"Definitely Harry." Luna sang dreamily.
Pulling her to a corner of the room Harry proceeded to untie his blindfold. "Now Luna I want you to look into my eyes alright." Seeing her nod he slowly removed it.
The professors and students had followed the pair and were now curious as to what was about to happen. Only Snape tried to stop what was happening but was held back by Fariahlia's surprisingly strong, thin arms.
Whipping it off at the last moment he stared straight into her eyes.
Those students nearby who caught the sight of his eyes gave a slight gasp.
Green deadly eyes pierced into Luna's own. From the side the student could see Harry's pupils burning. Emerald flames danced around his pupils, licking into the whites of his eyes. The students gazing felt their bodies go weak and their strength leave them. Even without looking straight at them Harry's eyes was sapping their strength and power. Suddenly they felt extremely venerable.
Most surprising was the throughout the stare Luna had remained upright as unblinking she met the man's gaze. Slowly her lips parted and she spoke a silent whisper. "Harry? I feel really nice."
The Walker nodded and replaced his blindfold. He turned his head towards the other Walker and nodded. She had a look of curiosity and immediately ushered Luna out of the room with her.
Harry resumed his place at the front of the room. "I guess you want to know what that was?" Seeing some nods he answered. "That was an advance form of legilimency. Legilimency is the art of reading another's mind. Skilled people like Dumbledore are able to perform this through mere eye contact. Another side effect is that legilimens users tend to broadcast their feelings in their eyes. I believe you have noticed the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes."
The room's occupant's head swiveled to Dumbledore who indeed had a brilliant twinkle in his eyes.
"That twinkle reflects his mood of being mischievous and amused. Our eyes change with our moods. I was feeling neutral just now. Unlike a normal Legilimens my eyes don't really require visual contact fully. I guess you all felt the effect just looking at me side on?"
The class nodded. "Had I been irritated, It would have been a painful experience. Snape here knows." Snape who was staring at Harry looked away.
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"Now I'm not as good as Harry but I need to look into your eyes again Luna." Luna nodded and stared at the Walker blankly.
Luna's thoughts immediately flashed back to after the Walker had led her out of the room. She had been brought straight to this empty classroom in silence and the Walker had a serious look upon her face.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted and a feeling of euphoria passed over her. Than like before as soon as it came it ended. Still staring into the Walker's eyes she questioned. "What was that? I felt nice."
"Harry and I both had been suspecting that you have the ability to become a Walker. It seems that was proven today when you held that stone."
"Oh!" Luna replied still completely unfazed.
Fariahlia sighed. "That's what's weird though, you seem to have the mental capacity of a Walker but you haven't undergone any physical transformation. It was one of the reasons we didn't identify you as a potential Walker immediately."
"Oh!"
Fariahlia sighed in frustration. "Aren't you the least bit concerned?"
"No. Should I?"
The Walker rolled her red eyes. "Never mind since you have the mental capacity of a Walker I would also be teaching you the techniques Harry is teaching them upstairs. Only yours will be much more advance and dangerous."
"Alright." Luna sang still dreamy.
'Harry sure has weird friends.' Fariahlia mumbled.
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"Alright now that Fariahlia is occupied I will take both the professors and DA members. We will learn Wandless magic at a later date. Now can the remaining students and professors come up front and hold the stone." One by one the teachers and students held the stone and it flashed their colors.
McGonagall had white, Snape got black, Sprout, green. It was quite predictable. Dumbledore on the other hand got red, blue and white.
"Interesting." Harry murmured, than spoke out load. "Red professor?"
"Indeed my boy… Er… James. What a peculiar color." Dumbledore paused slightly. Even with looks of someone his age, he still couldn't help but think of Harry as the fifteen year old boy that he used to be.
"It's alright you can call me Harry. I am still the same person in a way." Harry than leaned closed and whispered. "I believe the red is from your use of elixir of life professor. I believe the main ingredient is dragon's blood."
Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly and he whispered back quickly. "You know?"
"It's quite obvious. You discovered the uses of dragon's blood. You're friends with Nicolas Flamel and you are like what? One fifty?"
"One sixty seven." Dumbledore than went back to his seat.
Harry than turned to the front of the class. Most of the students still looked uneasy at being taught by a hundred year old Dumbledore look a like. "Now in respects to your color I am going to instruct you on how to siphon mana from the earth."
"To do this you need to enter a sort of trance like state. This usually takes months." Hearing the groans, he quickly added. "Therefore I'm going to give you help." Harry reached into his robes and withdrew a flask filled with purple liquid. He waved his wand and a phial of the same liquid appeared hovering before each person.
"What is it?" A Slytherin fourth year asked from the back of the room.
"A mild version of dreamless sleep potion. It isn't strong enough to knock you out but enough to make you drowsy. Since you asked please come up and demonstrate for us." Harry smiled.
The boy reluctantly rose and stood before the old man. Harry smiled and offered the Slytherin and Honey drop. "Don't worry Jacob. Sit. This wouldn't hurt at all actually it would feel downright nice. Here's what I'm going to do, after you down that potion I'm going to cast a spell upon you. Now after you drink it, I want you to imagine a vision of your mana's element. Mountains for red, forests for green, swamps for black, plains for white and the rivers or the sea for blue. The spell I'm going to cast would open the magical channels within your body. You would start to feel something near your chest area, this is the mana collecting within you. Warmth for red, green and white mana, coldness for both black and blue mana. Either way, it would be pretty enjoyable."
Harry paused to make sure the boy and the others digested this information. The longer you concentrate the more mana you siphon. After a certain time you'll feel that you cannot concentrate on that image anymore, that's your current mana siphoning limit. You will then feel the mana shaping into that of a ball somewhat near your chest. Now try to push this ball out from your hands. It should feel like you're casting a particularly strong spell."
Jacob nodded enthusiastically, in a way unbecoming of a Slytherin. He drank his potion. Within a few seconds he started swaying but Harry steadied him with a spell. Walking around the now seated student Harry begun to chant in an unknown language. Pocketing his phoenix feather wand he pulled out his black one. Waving it, the wand started growing till it was a magnificent obsidian staff with a glowing diamond at it's top. Harry concentrated and the diamond flared in a myriad of colors. Using the staff, Harry proceeded to etch out runes into the air. Hermione and most of the students recognized the runes as those for, death, life, peace, mind and destruction. The runes floated in a circle three feet off the ground and would have formed a pentagram had they been joined. The Walker's chanting reached a peak as he rose his voice with one final slam of his staff on the ground the five colored runes exploded in light.
When everyone's eyes recovered they were shocked to find Jacob sitting where he was before tossing a two inch ball of red mana from hand to hand. He had a smile of contentment on his face.
Harry smiled. "Well done Jacob, excellent work. Now, did you remember what the trance felt like?" Jacob nodded. "Good. Now practice again without the potion. You should be able to draw the mana again. What you got there in your hands is raw unrefined red mana. I'd advice you to be careful with that. If it touches anything but you, it would explode with unexpected results." Jacob paled and held onto the ball with both hands.
Harry grinned. "Oh don't worry. That small ball wouldn't kill anyone. The worst it could do is turn you into a salamander." Jacob's paled even more. Some of the professors and students giggled. Apparently Jacob had a fear of Salamanders.
"Since I haven't thought you how to fashioned spells yet, I want you to place all mana balls into these bins." Harry waved his staff. What looked like muggle trashcans appeared around the room. "It's enchanted to withstand the explosions and results of unrefined mana. So who's next?" Immediately hands shot up.
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"Now remember I don't want any of your practicing these techniques outside this room. Unknown problems can occur. Also don't mention this meeting to anyone else outside this room. A secrecy spell has been place upon all of you to prevent this. That said good night." Harry waved the people out of the Room Of Requirements.
"Excellent class Harry." Dumbledore approached.
Hermione and Ron were the last ones at the door. "Go on I'll catch you guys back at the tower." Both nodded and went out. Conjuring a chair, Harry flopped down into it. "Glad that's over." He turned to both Dumbledore and Ginny who had stayed behind. "Yes?"
"I just wanted to congratulate you Harry on the wonderful lesson you just gave. I'm almost tempted to hand you the Defense Against the Dark Art position. Alas the Ministry would be outraged at a fifteen year old teaching it." Albus joyfully commented.
"Indeed they would. Albus. Indeed they would. Honey drop?" He held out the bag for Albus.
"Of course. Lemon drop?" The two men exchanged sweets. "Oh yes before I forget, I would like to meet with you tomorrow after breakfast Harry. It is pretty important. That said I bid you good night." The ancient professor sang and walked out the door with a bounce in his step.
"What a weird, weird man he is." Harry commented and stared at the door.
"From what Draco described you in his interrogation, I'll say you weren't far off." Ginny teased.
Harry raised an eyebrow and stood from the chair. Slowly his form shifted back to his sixteen year old self.
"Decided to return?"
"Hello Ginny." Harry had a weird feeling. He suddenly started feeling light headed. 'Must be an after effect of the Mind Scrambling Spell.'
"You do know that you look better this way than you do as Dumbledore's twin."
"I've been told." Harry's vision was starting to blur. He paused for a while to regain his vision.
Ginny took a step closer towards him. "You're really a good teacher you know."
The lightheadedness cleared and his vision snapped back to normal. Harry was suddenly feeling an extremely weird feeling of déjà vu. "Er… Thanks." Harry blinked his eyes and shook his head.
Ginny took another step closer towards him. "Are you alright, Harry? Need I get Madam Pomfrey?"
Harry looked at her as if she were mad. "Poppy? I just got out from the damned place. I don't need to go back t here again. If that mad witch had it her way, I'd be imprisoned there."
Ginny made a funny noise as she tried to stifle her laugh.
She was even nearer to him now. He was able to make out each individual freckle on her face.
"You know. I've always liked you Harry."
Harry froze. He could not think. A tingling sensation was spreading through him, paralysis him. This seemed extremely familiar.
'Oh dear god!'
"It started out as a crush, I'd admit. I've tried dating other boys, but it seems you're the only one I want."
She was getting closer and closer. He was now able to make out each individual eyelash on her. Harry's eyes widened…
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"You're r… really a good teacher you know," she said, with a watery smile. "I've never been able to stun anything before."
"Thanks." He replied not really knowing what to do.
He stared at her as she looked back. He really wanted to run but at the same time, stay.
"Mistletoe." She said and pointed above him.
"Yeah." 'That was smart. Oh what a witty reply.' He thought about a conversation he had earlier that day. "It's probably full of Nargles, though."
"What are Nargles?"
"No idea." 'Of all the things to bring up, why that?' "You'll have to ask Loony. Luna, I mean."
She made a funny sound. 'That's familiar.'
"I really like you, Harry." He froze.
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"Harry!"
"Harry, wake up!"
SMACK!!!
"OW!!! Alright I'm up. What the hell happened?" Harry's opened his eyes and saw the blurry image of a figure dressed in green.
"I don't know. You tell me." The figure's soft voice asked with an underlying amount of amusement.
Two small hands landed on his shoulders and helped propped him into a sitting position. His vision started to return again.
Before him floated Fariahlia in a crouched position. She had her head propped up by her two hands and an extremely large grin on her face. Too large a grin for his taste.
'Wait a minute, if her hands are there, who's are…'
"Hello Harry." Luna's dreamy voice came from behind.
"So spill, what was the last thing you remember?" Fariahlia questioned slowly.
"No idea." Harry replied trying to remember what had transpired.
"Men. Alright, we found you on the floor out cold when me and Luna came up here. On top of your body I found this." She plucked a piece of parchment off the floor and held it under Harry's nose.
Harry snatched the parchment and looked at it.
My Dear Harry James Potter,
If I knew that was the way you were gonna respond. I would have done it earlier. Much earlier.
Yours Amusedly,
GW
'Oh dear god!' It was coming back to him. He had fainted.
She had kissed him.
Ginny had kissed him.
And he had fainted.
Ginny Weasley.
Ron's sister.
Ron.
'Oh god.'
'What am I going to tell him.'
As Harry was brooding and mumbling to himself Fariahlia was looking on in utter amusement. Oh the range of emotions flashing over Harry's face was priceless. Curiosity, realization, shock, horror, embarrassment, happiness, shock, realization and horror again. All in the span of five seconds. Even if his eyes were illusions, they were still complete replicas of his actual one without the legilimising effects. A pretty high level glamour spell Fariahlia concluded.
Luna on the other hand chose to ignore this. After making sure Harry could support himself, she had bounced off to a corner of the room to page through a stack of defense books while humming to herself.
Harry's illusionary eyes lost their glazed look and he stared into Fariahlia's face. "I am in so deep shit."
From the look of his face. The Walker had already figured out what happened. All it took was his last comment before she burst out in laughter and rolled about in mid air.
Author's Note:
Sorry for the late update. I promise I would try to update faster in the future. Gonna be a bit hard as I would be out of the country and have no access to a computer.
Review Replies:
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