-1AN: Here's the next chapter, thanks for reviewing emerald. Enjoy.
Hearts Shadow Trilogy: Awakenings
Chapter Two
"Kill the spare." A flash of green light.
"A memory. Preserved in a diary for fifty years."
"Too cowardly, gone forever, most faithful."
"Crucio."
"Untie him!"
"Do not lie to me!"
"I said bow!"
"Obedience is a virtue, I will teach it before you die."
"A mother's love, yes I can see that."
"I can touch him now!"
"Kill Him!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
Harry Potter age 14 woke screaming in his small bed in the smallest room of the Dursley household. A loud pounding as if someone was sleepily making their way to his room was heard.
Harry Potter winced as the light from the hall lit his room and his beefy whale of an uncle glared at him threateningly.
"Boy! What is the meaning of this? Every night since you've come from that blasted school of yours you've awoken us up by screaming. It ends now or I swear, boy freakiness or no, I will make it." The beefy man Vernon Dursley growled to the boy was gripping the sheets and pale as could be. Mr. Dursley gave no notice.
"I'm sorry Uncle. It won't happen again. It was a nightmare that's all." the boy Harry Potter said quickly. The man grumbled to himself.
"Very well. If it happens one more time, the other freaks will have to find you a new place to stay. The only reason we put up with you is because…Never mind, ignore that. Remember boy, one peep and your out on the streets!" Mr. Dursley said finally walking out and shutting the door. If he would have been more awake he may have realized the lose flooring, but fortunately for Harry he didn't.
Harry Potter was not a normal boy, indeed none of his friends or even enemies were normal. Harry Potter was a very skinny boy, glasses, an odd lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, and of course being a wizard.
Yes, a wizard. Being able to do all sorts of magic, not pull a rabbit out of your hat magic, but real actual magic. Like automatically cleaning, knocking someone out, disarming a person, conjuring snakes, or many other magic spells and creations.
Harry Potter was not normal by muggle(non-magic peoples) or wizards. He currently had a terrible enemy, one who had been out to kill him since he was not even a little over a year old. He had had three major brushes with the evil wizard, the dark wizard whom the wizarding folk called Lord Voldemort. He had even survived the unblockable killing curse, earning him the title as the boy-who-lived.
His first year at Hogwarts school of and wizardry he had stopped Voldemort from obtaining the Sorcerer's Stone and stopping his return to power and immortality. His second year a giant snake went around petrifying students and trying to kill when it could, it came from the fabled Chamber of Secrets. That year Harry went down and fought both the giant snake(a Basilisk) and Tom Marvolo Riddle the Heir to Slytherin. After destroying the memory preserved in a diary and learning that Riddle was actually Voldemort he once again stopped Voldemort's return to power.
In Harry's third year at Hogwarts the escapee from Azkaban was after him and the Dementors caused problems. Needless to say by the end of the year it was proven to him that the Azkaban(wizarding prison) escapee Sirius Black was not to blame and it was really Ron's rat Scabbers who betrayed his parents. Peter Pettigrew(Wormtail/Scabbers) escaped and Sirius continued to go on the run and hide, Peter Pettigrew disappeared and was eventually discovered to have helped Voldemort regain his strength.
Last year the Triwizard Tournament was played and a death eater disguised as a professor entered him in hoping to get him killed or complete the tournament. The first task was dragons, the second was an event underwater, and the third was a huge dangerous maze. Needless to say he and Cedric the other Hogwarts champion reached the cup first and decided upon a joint victory. The cup ended up being a portkey, and led to a graveyard where Cedric was killed and Voldemort returned to body. He and Voldemort dueled and Harry escaped by the same portkey, after priori-incantum distracted Voldemort and his followers. Upon returning back to Hogwarts with Cedric's dead body, things began to spiral downwards. First the defense professor proved to be a death eater in polygenic potion, and second Dumbledore began looking at him strangely. Harry swore he saw a glint of triumphant in his eyes afterward, it unnerved him. He was then sent back to the Dursley's. That was where he was now.
Harry Potter kept having the same dreams, dreams of him and Voldemort. Cedric had been killed by Voldemort, and his parents had as well, it seemed people around him were killed. It seemed odd that even today of all days the dreams would continue to torment him.
What was special about this day? This day it was his birthday, he was turning fifteen in approximately ten minutes. Uncle Vernon had not even realized that it was Harry's birthday. Even if he did he would not care, no he wouldn't care at all. His snowy white owl Hedwig had flown off, abandoned him like everyone else.
No one had written to him. Since the day he arrived at the Dursley's he had no longer received any mail. Thus it was he took to listening to the news, reading newspapers out of rubbish bins, and just listening to gossip. Despite his searching it seemed no hide or hair of Voldemort was even seen or heard of.
Voldemort was playing it cool; the only question was why. What was he waiting for? Was the wizarding world prepared for him? The theft of a statue at a muggle museum, a back heist, and the disappearance of a man named Higgs seemed the only things of any relevance. He could not see Voldemort robbing a muggle museum or bank, and Higgs was a fifty-year old man who was a body guard for the Prime Minister; so that was out as well.
Harry glanced at the clock and watched as the clock approached his birthday. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tock! It was now his birthday he was now fifteen years old.
"Happy birthday to me." Harry sung to himself, right as he was finishing singing himself a birthday song, a flash of light exploded throughout the room.
Pure white, hot light flooded the room, and immediately Harry was worried about the muggle neighbors and his Aunt and Uncle. He need not worry, the light was invisible to all, but him. It washed over him and created a feeling of incredible sorrow and power, it began to change the boy-who-lived.
It started at his feet and worked its way up, his whole body was once extremely lacking nutrition and slowly began to gain more fat, causing him to look as he would had he not been mistreated the first ten years of his life. His eyes which were once a brilliant emerald green now dulled and became a pale green-with a very slight tint of red. His hair which was once jet black now had a slight dark red in it. His lightning bolt scar that had once been upon his forehead all but disappeared only to reappear on his right hand. His eyes which had once been hindered by glasses began to become blurry by wearing them, the glasses slowly fell off his face and he could see clearly.
The light had done more than just alter his appearance physically, but had changed his clothing as well. No longer did he wear nasty Dudley hand-downs, but his own outfit, and it wasn't purely muggle, it had wizarding attributes as well. He wore long black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a nice black leather jacket. A cape was wrapped around his neck and went down to the floor, it made billowing motions when he moved.
That was not all either, for his wand had disappeared. Where it used to sit were now two spiked gloves pulsing with magic power and fighting potential. Harry went to pick up the gloves to examine them and they flew strait to his hand. He blinked in confusion and then grinned, he was going to have some fun come morning.
Harry Potter watched as the white light disappeared and left him as he was, figuring he would figure it out in the morning he went back to sleep; no longer dreaming of terrible things.
Little did he know; he was not the only one who was becoming altered in appearance, for throughout the world others were changing as well, and a petrified man's heart in an underwater military base began to beat.
A/N: How was it? So Harry has gone through a slight change, and he is not the only one either as will be seen. Next chapter or the one following will have the first bits of action. Please read and review, hope you enjoyed. Anyone reading my other story, a chapter should be out real soon.