A/N: Here's the second chapter in which we meet three important characters. There are innuendos in this, but it won't always be like this. There will be romance, but not till a later date, and nothing too bad, can't write it.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this and it is not for a profit so don't sue.

Harry Potter: The Dark Magician

Chapter 1: Mana, Clem, Red and Sev

The first thing Harry noticed when he awoke from the pain in his scar was his broken alarm clock showed him that his birthday had passed four minutes ago, Harry blandly realized he was now fifteen. He went to go to the window, because he thought he heard tapping. As he was about to head over he thought he heard a shuffling from the corner of his room, but ignored it thinking it was Hedwig.

Harry felt rather than heard the owl come flying into his room. It ran into him with a soft thud, and fell to the ground motionless. Harry began to panic thinking he had killed Ron's owl.

"Crap. I just killed Pig, Ron may say he doesn't like him, but anyone can tell he cares for him deep down. 'I'm sorry Ron, but while delivering my birthday gifts to me, it seems as if Pig got a little excited, he ran right into me and died. It was a slow death. By the way thanks for the gifts.' Yeah that'll go over well." Harry said sarcastically to himself. A pain of guilt suddenly flew into his heart.

"No. Another innocent that I've killed. First Quirrel who wasn't really innocent, then Cedric(bloody Voldemort), and now Pig. This doesn't even include all those who will die because I brought Voldemort back." Harry began to get teary eyed before abruptly breaking out of that thought. It wouldn't do well to dwell on the past, it would only make things worse.

Harry realized a week or so after the resurrection that he would be the one to do Voldemort in. It was impossible for anyone else, it was his destiny. Why else had he survived all those years and the many encounters with the darkest of lords? Destiny, was what kept him alive, he would have to take him on and win, if he didn't, Voldemort could be around for many years to come, and more pain and suffering would follow. He wouldn't allow it, he was going the next three years to be strong enough to take out Voldemort as soon as school finished.

He thought back to what his dream was about, it was strange. It was almost like the previous year before he knew what was going on, maybe it was another vision?

Harry decided not to try to think about it and looked down at his letter. As he was reading three more owls each bearing parcels flew in.

Hey, mate, Happy birthday! Sorry haven't written too much. This is the first time I've been able, something weird is going on with Dumbledore and my parents, he and Snape keep constantly appearing from inside our own house. It's strange.

Percy the stupid git that he is has left us, he's taken the position as junior undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, and although you will hate this, I'm positive no one has told you. It is official by the Minister of Magic and the Daily Prophet, you and Dumbledore have cracked and mentally unstable. Good job.

Hope you like your gift, wasn't really sure what to get you, it should come in handy though, and Fred and George sent you a sample of one of the muggle products they're now selling at their store. Oh, you didn't hear, Fred and George are opening up two 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezies' one in Diagon Alley and another in Hogsmeade. Besides the muggle product which could use a bit of an improvement(the pictures don't move?) they also sent you a bunch of sample products to test on your relatives. Everyone in the family is at a loss to how Fred and George got so much money. We always knew they saved, but that much? Yeesh.

You may find that quite a few people wrote to you and like me all were sent even though they weren't supposed to. The strange thing is I got caught by Snape and the slimy git just looked at me and nodded before heading out. I thought I was in for it, but he came back a few minutes later with a package and letter. "Give these to Potter. And don't read or look at it, or I assure you, you will die a very slow death." That was one of the stranger things that have happened, no sight or sound of you-know-who, and of course this is making you seem more crazy.

One last thing before I go, Hermione's letter won't be coming, a family emergency came up, so quite a bit what I'm writing is from Hermione, she also wanted me too tell you it isn't your fault. Cedric's death is no ones fault except you-know-whose. So quit beating yourself up about it and let it go.

Well that's all for now, I'll let you know if anything comes up. If what I hear is correct I believe we will be moving to a new location, so just send Hedwig and she should be able to find us. Hope you like your gifts.

Ron

Harry smirked slightly, but for whatever reason the letter didn't sound like it came from Ron, the Ron he knew wasn't that great of a writer. Hermione. Harry realized suddenly that Ron had probably had help editing(and writing) the letter.

He looked back down at the letter and noticed there was a P.S.

The owl in black is his greasiness's owl. At least we believe it's an owl, but with him you never know.

Harry looked up from the letter and looked at the owls that had flew into his room, to his great surprise Pig was among them.

"What the hell?" Harry said startled looking back at where Pig should have been lying. The spot was empty, and Harry figured he must have just knocked him out. 'Thank goodness.'

"Well, I might as well take a look at these." Harry said looking at the owls, the black one had stayed away from the rest of the twittering owls and he watched as Hedwig flew in. He just then realized that the noise he heard couldn't have been Hedwig, but before he went to check it out a large brown owl flew up to him and dropped a parcel in his hand, the moment it touched him it grew to the size of a large box and the owl satisfied flew out the window. Harry opened the large box and inside were a bunch of items from Fred and George's new joke shop, the letter from them was at the very bottom of the pile.

To our investor:

From: The Pranksters

We're not writing names, because we don't want anyone to find out, mum would have a cow. We also have reason to believe a certain dark lord is angry with us. He must not like our new products, have of them are based on making fun of death eaters and you-know-who. At the moment they don't sell real well, but we have got threatening messages from an anonymous person saying we'll regret it if we create any more of said item types. So of course we're going to. Once the truth comes out, they'll be a big hit.

If you look in the box there are three main items we sent you the first is Giggle Gobblers. You pop them into your mouth and for twenty-four hours non-stop giggling, and although it is illegal a small side-effect is that it also makes you giggle out the truth to any question for said twenty-four hours. There a test sample so it is not yet known if they will be marketed, Dumbledore seems to rather like them and is asking us to make more, for what reason we're not sure. We always knew he was cracked.

The second item is just a bunch of our supplies, and products. With the money you gave us, combined with the money we've saved up we were able to buy not one, but two properties of land, one in Diagon Alley another in Hogsmeade. The stores will open officially on August 7, and the preview was just two days ago. This is all thanks to you, so we're of course giving you one fourth of the profit made in the store. Yes, one fourth, we have another investor besides you, but he wants to remain anonymous, until meeting you. Most of these are sample products so enjoy, show those relatives of yours some fun!

The third item is something that I think even your relatives would be okay with you having so long as you don't make the pictures move. There duel monsters, a muggle item which when we went to Japan to meet a business associate, one we've known for years, he introduced us to the game After playing a few times we realized that it was really addicting. The only draw back is the pictures don't move, but the holograms of the creatures and cards are outstanding. Also don't mention any of this to anyone, they don't know that we ever went to Japan, it was an accident, but we ended up staying for roughly three months, and met with the owner of a popular amusement park, and he thought some of our test products could be quite good in the muggle market as well. So in actuality we have a Weasley's Wizarding Wheezies in all of our second investor's amusement parks as well. I think our other business partner wants to meet you sometime in the near future, is that okay?

Oh our investor since he owns a portion of the company that creates duel monsters and the person who created the duel disks often times runs the big tournaments for duel monsters. He's send you quite a selection of cards, thinking he may be able to up the selling in England for wizards since your famous. He also asks that you learn to play well, so he can duel you when he meets you. He judges people by playing a duel against them, we went through the same treatment about a month before we left. We were creamed, but he apparently liked us enough to become a partner in the company. Despite his investment in a wizarding business he doesn't seem to care to much for magic, although after what we showed him, he believes it.

Well that's all for now, we've made these inventions called extendable ears and overheard Dumbledore talking about moving us and something else about a Phoenix. Not sure what that's about, but if we're right he specifically told the other man in the room. Our dear Potions Master, that all letters in and out would be forbidden. So we may not hear or see you until September 1st!

We've prattled on long enough, now we're going to go test our next product on Ron. It's called Arachnophobia. It turns into a giant spider at certain moments, specifically embarrassment and long moments of extended silence. Happy birthday have fun.

The Pranksters Gred and Forge

Harry smirked at what Fred and George had said, and what they didn't say. That's what could be said about them, they knew when and how to cheer you up, and they knew when not to speak. It helped a great deal.

Harry looked at the last owls, and recognized one of them was from Hagrid and the other was from Snape, Hedwig had one from the entire Weasley family. Hagrid's and The Weasley Family letter were pretty much alike, not your fault, they were moving to a new location they could not say, this would be the last letter, and Hagrid mentioned something about Aragog and how the great spider was sorry for trying to eat them(he can't control his children) and forever thankful at the fact he had slain the Basilisk in second year.

Harry then turned to the last letter, Snape's. He had no idea why the slimy git was writing him, but decided it had to be important. He took it from the black owl who looked at him silently and acted like Snape, by giving him a menacing glare.

"Like pet, like master." Harry said and saw the owl ruffle its feather indignantly, and watched as it continued to glare at him. Harry ignored the peculiar behavior and before opening the package, got the other owls on their way which made the black one all the more disgruntled. He wrote a quick thank you note and sent all the owls on their way, Hedwig went as well to thank Fred and George as Eorl was flying back to the Burrow as it wasn't as far. The black owl flew at him when Harry went to get back in bed.

"Okay, okay. I'll open it." Harry said and the owl went back to perch on the windowsill watching him like a hawk as he opened and read the letter. The letter was surprisingly short.

Potter. I have to talk to you. It is important, let's just say that even Dumbledore can't find out about it. I'll be over as soon as you finish reading about this. These walls have ears so listen up.

You are not normal, and that has nothing to do with Voldemort. You are one of the chosen like myself, you shall one day possess an item of great power. It is these items that the Dark Lord is looking for, as to the reason why, I have no idea. I work for neither Voldemort, nor Dumbledore. I am not fully wizard, or muggle, but nor am I a half-blood. I am a magician, and this is the reason of my upcoming visit.

You have just turned fifteen. Your powers will begin to unlock themselves, and for this you will need a tutor, therefore I am entrusting this job with my young apprentice, she is the same age as you and will help you train for the inevitable battle. The Dark Lord is not easily defeated, he has more power than you can ever imagine, and if I'm right he will begin wielding that power himself and to his followers in the near future.

Although you may hate me for this, it was I who ended up causing Voldemort to come after you. For that I am sorry. A prophecy was made about you shortly after your birth, it was given by Trelawney and Dumbledore had heard it. I was nearby and at that time a death eater, not fully, but I knew I would be killed if Voldemort heard about the prophecy from someone else. So I stayed and listened I didn't hear all of it, so when I left(kicked out) I went straight to Voldemort to give him the part I did hear. He somehow figured out what it meant and went after you and Longbottom.

I will not tell you what the prophecy says, all I will tell you is that it is your destiny to defeat him, you are the only one who can. Therefore for this next year you will be in hiding presumed dead, and Harry Potter will cease to exist.

The Dark Lord is planning on making his return known, he is going to attack your house. The Dark Lord has told me none of this, but I have ways to finding things I'm not supposed to know. To have everything right, you will end up killed, not for real, but that is what everyone will think. I have not warned Dumbledore of this, and don't plan to. You should be gone by the time he attacks however, but you will no longer be Harry Potter, at least not until your training is far enough along that you can take on the death eaters on your own.

This may be hard for you and for all purposes, for the lives of everyone you will do as my apprentice says. No matter what she tells you, you will do it!

You shall be leaving the wizarding world so pack up, Mana, Clem, and Red should be there soon after you get this. Or they may already be there and just waiting until you finish this. In which case I shall see you in a few minutes. The fate of the world rests on your shoulders Potter. Don't let your incompetence and recklessness cause you to fail.

A Potions Master

Harry lifted his head from the letter and blinked his eyes rapidly. Snape was civil to him, that had to be one for a records book. Surprising he wasn't that angry with the Potions Master, at least he was honest, not even Dumbledore mentioned a prophecy to him. But wait he would be under the command to Snape's apprentice? Snape's girl apprentice? He hoped she wasn't anything like her master. He heard a loud and angry hoot as the owl looked at him before shifting. Soon the form of a man could be made out.

"You!"

"Yes me Potter. Who did you expect? I said I would be there as soon as you finished reading the letter." Severus Snape said coldly at Harry.

"Yes, but I didn't think-"

"No you didn't. You need to be more careful, next time it could be a real death eater who enters by guise of an owl." He drawled before saying to the shadows. "You can make yourself visible you know."

Harry was surprised as out of the shadows stepped a man of about thirty. He wore the most peculiar cloth and armor he had ever seen. His cloth was made of old brown leather and over it he wore green and white armor. He had almost shoulder length blonde hair and two marks of arrows going down his eyes. On his side was a scabbard with a long sword, and on his back was a pack of arrows and a place for a bow. He also had a variety of other weapons hanging at his side, including mini daggers, a potion, and a pouch where he presumed his money and other items were kept.

"Potter. This is Clem, a Celtic Guardian, he shall do everything in his power to protect you and my apprentice. Clem this is Harry Potter." Severus said carelessly and yet still flawlessly introducing the two.

"I've heard many wonderful things about you. Harry Potter. It is an honor to work for one such as you." Clem then to the embarrassment of Harry knelt before him." Harry realizing he was meant to say something said the only thing that came to his mind.

"Uh. Rise?" Clem did so and swallowing Harry continued. "I do not want you to bow to me. I am a normal person, or at least I should be treated as one. I am not a celebrity or anything of that matter. I don't really want to be famous, but knowing I am the only one to stop Voldemort, I follow along, but I hate the publicity."

"I do not understand. Severus said you were used to all the attention and embraced it full heartedly." Clem said. Harry shot a glare at Severus who glared right back.

"Yes, well Severus doesn't know me that well. No formal titles, I hate it, just call me Harry."

"Very well. Harry." Clem said again bowing much to Harry's chagrin.

"Yes, we'll have to work on that." Harry said to himself as Clem went over to the corner, another man stepped out this time.

This new man was tall and muscular, one could see that he was very buff. This man looked around the same age as Clem, but different. This man had blue leather cloth, and over it orange armor. Like Clem he also wore a helmet and it was orange and yellow and in strange shape design, similar to what the ancient Egyptians wore. The man had a glazed look over his eyes and suddenly they snapped into focus and looked at Harry.

"Mr. Potter. My name is Riro Armon Blade, I would appreciate it if you could call me Red?" The man said in a voice that seemed to shout American. Despite his rather frightening demeanor, he seemed to have a glint in his yellow eyes that screamed mischief.

"Uh. Nice to meet you?" Harry said uncertainly.

"Well, now that that's done, it's time to meet my apprentice, and your trainer. I already warned you in the letter, you will have to do everything she says, so try not to anger her." Snape said with a surprising grin. The grin looked very out of place on the cold man. "First repeat after me. I Harry James Potter. Swear to solemnly serve his teacher, mistress, and master. Swear to honor, obey, and follow, Mana Melia Snape."

"What?" Harry almost yelled out at that shocking piece of information.

"Shut the mouth Potter. Yes, I have a daughter. Is that too much to understand? Finish the oath Potter, my daughter shall not harm you, unless you deserve it. Now finish the oath." As much as he would d to kick and scream and outright refuse, he wasn't going to give Snape the pleasure. Harry quickly finished the oath and Snape looked on approvingly before speaking.

"You can step out now, Mana." Snape said again in a pleasant sounding voice.

Out of the shadows stepped the one who would train him. The one who would help him. The one he would have to obey without question. Harry looked at the girl that stepped out and then instantly turned away. The small glimpse Harry had caught of her, had told him she wore very revealing clothing.

"Potter, now is not the time to be a gentleman." The girl said in an amused sounding voice. When Harry failed to look at her, she walked over to him. She took one of her hands and took hold of his head, she then took his face and made it face her. "Harry, if we are to get along, you will have to look at me."

"Yes, Potter do listen, because if you don't the consequences won't be pleasant." Snape said almost happily; making Harry believe that whatever it was would not be to his liking.

Reluctantly, although not too reluctantly Harry lifted his eyes to his master. When she took his face it had made him blush, and he had only seen her face, now it was full face and glowing brightly. . Harry looked and the small glimpse he had seen wasn't even close to the true beauty about her. The oddest thing, was that she looked almost nothing like Snape. She had a petite form, although was only a little shorter than Snape, definitely got the height from him, but not much else about them looked to alike. Where as Snape had dark black greasy hair, Mana had long beautiful blonde hair, and as far as Harry could tell her hair didn't seem to have Snape's greasiness. Mana if anything looked to be the type of person who would be Snape's exact opposite, so how did she become his daughter?

Mana had on a blue and pink outfit and armor similar to the armor that Clem and Red wear. The outfit seemed to consist of a top and a very mini skirt. The top showed a bit of cleavage and in between her breasts a pin like item rested and had a star shaped design on it. Harry looked at her and was frankly astounded Snape allowed his daughter to dress like she did. The oddest piece of clothing on her person was the long cone-like hat that she wore, and like the rest of her outfit that too was blue and pink.

"Uh."

"Glad you can speak. Mind expanding on that?" Mana said cheerfully.

"Wow." Harry said before realizing what he said and blushing red again. "Uh. I mean-"

"It's fine Harry. You'll be seeing more than this and vice versa." Mana said seeming to not realize how it sounded.

"…" Harry was too shocked to speak, did that mean? No it couldn't, Snape would kill him.

"Mana." Snape hissed warningly.

"What pops?" Harry could see invisible steam coming out of his least favorite professors ears.

"No. No-. No, you know." Snape said coldly.

"Oh, sorry. I don't understand what's wrong with me calling you pops." Mana said sneaking a wink at Harry causing him to blush.

"That's. That's not what I mean. I don't want any messing around. Understand, only the things essential to teaching." Snape said giving Harry a glare that said; touch-her-and-die. Harry gulped nervously.

"Oh, but of course not. I'd never gone against your wishes." Clem and Red who had remained quiet this whole time snorted in unison.

"What?" Mana asked whipping around at her two guards.

"Nothing." Clem said innocently. Mana glared at him and he cracked.

"Uh, it's just that, what you said it's like the complete opposite." Clem said wincing in advance.

"You go out of your way to make your father's hair fall out faster, and almost never listen to him." Red said snickering.

"Uh. Father, I give you my word, we will not do such a thing." Mana said clearly lying, Snape realized this too and then turned and looked at Harry.

"Potter, if you want to see another day, you will not do anything of that nature. Or so help you, even the wrath of Ra will feel like a mere breeze next to my wrath." Snape said glaring at Harry the whole time and putting one hand in his pocket as if to dare Harry to try something in front of him.

'I won't. Believe me I won't."

"What is that insinuating my young apprentice?" Mana asked jollily.

"Nothing. Who are you calling young? We're the same age."

"Not really, I'm almost a full year ahead of you., I'm much more experienced in certain areas." Mana said innocently, winking at her father. Snape began steaming again, Harry however didn't seem to catch the full meaning of what she said.

"No you aren't. You haven't even been to Hogwarts, and Snape. Er Professor Snape is not skilled at anything but potions, and defense against the dark arts! I'm much more experienced." Harry said.

"Well. I guess you'll just have to show me later." She said looking at Snape who had gone red in the face with anger.

"Yeah, guess I will." An awkward silence passed as Snape grew angrier. "So what is it you're actually going to be teaching me?" Harry asked.

"Different techniques here and there." Apparently this was the last straw and Snape looked like he was going to say something before loud popping noises began to sound outside the house. "Well it looks like it's time for us to leave. Goodbye pops, me and Potter will get in touch later." Mana didn't mean anything by that, but Snape looked even more furious.

"Harry come stand by me. Clem. Red. You ready?" With a nod Mana took out a large staff and twirled it in a circle, once. Twice. A third time, all the while mumbling something under breath. Suddenly shadows began seeping out from all over and a void appeared.

"Normally this is easier to do, no words, or fancy movements are needed, just thought. But since I'm taking you along, and you don't know how to travel this way, I have to do it the old fashioned way. So grab on. It's a bit bumpy the first time through." Harry did as he was told and took hold of her staff, Red and Clem nodded silently before disappearing in the shadows, Mana and Harry then followed. The last thing he remembered before heading into the shadow void was a spell of some sort by Snape and an exact replica of him, now lying in bed, breathing. He looked at it in amazement before being abruptly pushed in the void as the sound of the first killing curse was heard and the form of Snape disappearing back to Hogwarts via a portkey.

A/N: A bit long, but after this I will find it easier to write. There may be a few chapters about training, but I may skip it and get right into a year later, although his first reappearance won't be Britain, but Japan. Please let me know how it was and if you think it should have a different rating because of the innuendos tell me and I'll change it, just don't report me right away, this is my first time writing. Remember review please.