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Chapter 3: In which we continue chapter 2
Underlined is Harry's thoughts/ telepathic communication
Italics are the candles thoughts/telepathic communication
"He doesn't know what he's saying. He's lost his mind."
"Of course I have no idea what I'm saying, it might put you in a bad light!" Harry yelled and stomped away, following his 'instincts' he turned left and right, navigating the maze like halls as if he had done it everyday of his life. Finally he appeared in front of a tall black door. It loomed over him like something out of a nightmare. There was no doorknob, only smooth, black wood. I guess this is it. Harry thought to himself
Ya Think? Came the candles' unbidden reply
"Here goes nothing" Harry whispered and leaned into the door. It glided open to reveal a barren stone room containing nothing but a small nightstand. But on that nightstand was the most glorious sight Harry had ever seen there were four simple candles, two black and two white, two tall and two short. It wasn't the candles that were so glorious however, it was their flames. The flames were bright and seemed to be every color of the rainbow at the same time. If you stared into the flames of the white candles, every happy memory you had came immediately to mind. And if you stared at the black… harry shivered. He then began to walk towards the flames.
Ok. Here I am. I am ready.
You asked for it was the candles' short reply. And then it began. The flames grew and grew, but there was no smoke and the room stayed at normal temperature. They grew until they enveloped Harry, circling him in a blaze of multicolored light. With an inhuman scream of pain at the raw power he was experiencing and a pop, Harry vanished from sight.
Meanwhile
After his young pawn stomped off, Dumbledore began to wonder
(A/N Underlined and italicized is Dumbledore's thoughts/ telepathic communication)
Where would potter get such ideas? He was so firmly in my grasp…
From us
Ahhh! Get out my head death eater!
Hehe, you're really funny.
Wait. Are you the?
Glad you caught on genius.
HOW DARE YOU TELL HARRY SUCH LIES! Whatever they were…
All we told Harry is that you were not worthy of the gift because of how much you would manipulate it and because of the things you've done.
I have done nothing! I am the most honest, pure, good wizard sinc…
O shove it old man the candles interrupted
And its too late. Harry has received the power and is on another plane of reality
HE'S WHERE!
Ooops. Maybe I shouldn't of said that…
BACK TO HARRY! (everyone cheer!
Harry opened his eyes. The last thing he remembered was the extreme pain of the candles' power. The power! I wonder what I can do…. Harry thought to himself.
"You can do many things Harry Potter" said a voice. Harry spun around and was greeted by the sight of a beautiful woman in white robes. Her hair was a pale blond that was a perfect match to her creamy skin and shockingly white eyes.
"Who are you? And where am I?" Harry questioned
"You are in Alestria."
"Where?"
"Alestria. Its an alternate plane of reality created by the candles. We use it to train those with the powers of the candles. I am Eleria, the fourth candle."
" Wait. You are one of the candles?"
"Sort of. We candles choose to take human form when we need to train someone in our powers."
"I thought only Merlin ever received your powers."
"No, actually we've given our powers to six people. Merlin, the four founders and the last Queen of the Amazons."
"What happened to them? Did you take the powers back from all of them?"
"No. Merlin became corrupted and lost his powers, but the others gave them back when they finished with their task. The founders gave them back after Hogwarts was built and the Queen, Ishlana, gave them back after she stopped an evil sorcerer from taking over South America."
"Oh. Right then. So who are the other candles?"
"There is myself, Celina, Rakesh, and Dante. Dante is the first candle, the tall black one. He is master of all dark magic. Now wait, don't jump to conclusions, I'll explain later. Dante is not evil. Celina is the second candle, the tall white one. She is master of all light magic. Rakesh is the third candle, the short black one, and he is master of the elements. I am the short white candle, and I am a master of a few special talents."
"Whoa. So what kind of powers do I have now?"
"Well, you should find it easy to learn all light and dark magic, become an elemental and learn my special talents, such as occlumency, animagus transformations, shapeshifting, beastspeaking, parslemagic, and healing. I also think Rakesh will teach you the martial arts. All of them. I think that about covers it." About ten minutes later, when Harry finally found his voice, he croaked out
"So, where do we start?"
"I will introduce you to Dante. He will begin your training."
"Why start with the dark magic? Why not build on what I already know, light magic?"
"One reason is that the day begins in darkness, and so does magic. You see magic was origionally created to be dark, but somehow it was changed into what it is today."
"And that is?"
"Magic today has two parts, they are not good and evil, but light and dark. Now wait one second. There is no "light" and "dark" in the sense you know it. Light and Dark were meant to be two types of spells, not good and evil. Good and Evil is defined by intent. You can use a simple Accio in a evil way, by summoning someone's heart. You can use the Avada Kedvara in a good way, by ending the suffering of a dying person painlessly. Anyway, magic is divided into light and dark. Light magic is magic performed by wand bearers, those who can only use magic when they have something to guide and help them, like a light in a dark room. Dark magic is all magic that is done wandlessly, excluding that magic which requires a special talent or ability that is more than regular magical potential. These include animagus transformations and parsletongue."
"It's a lot to take in."
"Yes it is. You are the only human alive who has heard this, and after your training you will be the only human capable of dark magic."
"That's kind of funny when you think of it from my perspective. Poor Voldie wouldn't like to know that he can't do dark magic… If dark magic only requires magical potential than why couldn't I do it before?"
"Humans are not normally capable of dark magic, because most humans do not have enough magical potential, also known as magical power, to do more than the freak accident or two without a wand. We have taken your relatively strong (for a human) magical power and added about a million times more raw power than the strongest of humans. Even Voldemort, who is not very human, can't hold a, dare I say candle, to the powers you now possess. The other reason you have to start with dark magic is because if you attempted to use a wand now, before you have learned to control your powers, I am afraid there would be a magical overload that could cause a small nuclear explosion. And mushroom clouds, though pretty, are not desirable for those of us, namely you, who have your mortality to think of. So whaddya say we go find Dante and some lunch?" Eleria asked before stopping to take a long breath (A/N apparently the candles are immortal, cause how else could you say all that in one breath. I bet some of you are gonna try to now. Oh well, I tried right before I typed this….)
"Sounds okay to me." And so they went, walking through the field before coming to a cottage that Harry could've sworn wasn't there before.
Returning to earth, we find Dumbledore…
Before: HE'S WHERE!
Ooops. Maybe I shouldn't of said that…
While Dumbledore was having this highly interesting mental conversation, he had been standing stock still, his face contorting into different forms of rage. He looked rather like a constipated person who has just eaten a rotten prune, or in other words, hilarious. The auror and the others in the hallway were beginning to wonder if they should call for a mediwitch when Dumbledore snapped back to life.
"Take me to the Minister!" he shouted, and away they went.
- To Be Continued
Authors Notes: It's that time of the chapter where the readers stop reading and I start talking to myself… to anyone who's still reading, congratulations! You get to here me talk about, um, never mind. So, I want to thank my illustrious reviewers, all four of you. Yay! You guys rock! I also wanted to ask you guys a question: Should Harry undergo some kind of physical transformation (you know, become hotter) or is that too cheesy?
Well, I could say more, but you wouldn't read it anways….
Luv, Kallie
P.S. I just realized I haven't told you what Dumbles did wrong… it'll be coming soon, I promise.