AN: This chapter has be rewritten, slightly at least.
Harry gets resorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore is being an ass, frustration, anger, longing, abnormal magical talents, wondering and feelings.Dumbledore thrashing also present.
¤¤Harry's thoughts¤¤
&&Draco and Snapes thoughts&&
€€Other not so important peoples thoughts€€4
"Everybody when they talk"
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Chapter 4: I'm a what?
If Harry thought that this day would be bad, he had guessed wrong by a mile. This day was god-awful-horrible-to-the-depths-of-hell-frozen-over, the end of the world, the Armageddon. He had a headache the size of Texas and was totally exhausted. The scene at breakfast haunted him.
Everywhere he went he could hear people whispering about what happened.
"OMG, did you see that, did you? He managed to come out of the trance without help from McGonagall".
"Ohhh, he's just soooo handsome, who would have thought that he would have so an impressive body?"
"He has such a nice ass, very edible!"
"Did you see how he acted around professor Dumbledore? He was so rude, boy he's changed!"
"After what I've seen today I will have to say he's one H….. of a Slytherin"
"As if that's a bad thing you damn Hufflepuff!"
"Hah, the only reason he got out of the trance was because McGonagall hadn't done it correctly in the first place!"
"Stop being such a idiot! She did it on everyone else and it worked! And she did nothing else differently!"
"He's so good looking, and guess what I've heard, I've heard that he's been with Pamela Anderson but he dumped her because she wasn't 'good' enough!"
The gossip only got worse and worse. Harry couldn't believe how some of the students could be so terribly thick, they believed in everything they heard!
¤¤I have to deal with this on top of a kinky, small minded head of house? God what's wrong with him? I mean silk in the dungeons! I' going to freeze to dead when the winter comes. Its probably some evil scam of Voldemort to kill me slowly and painfully. By the way, what do they ware during the summer! Go nude? Oh god I hope not, Crabb and Goyle in their birth clothes, oh help me god, what have I done wrong!¤¤
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It was the last class for the day. Harry had flying, but he had to go early because he was expected in Dumbledore's stupid meeting. And he loved the flying classes so much, and they only had the class once a week! Couldn't he have placed to meeting to one of his potion classes? Did the man live to irritate him?
¤¤Oh, I'm going to strangle the old smiling man. He's the stick up my ass, he's the biggest pile of horntail shit in this UNIVERSE! Mr. Albus Dumbledore, I nominate you to 'The-Ultimate-jackass-who-has-ever-walked-on- the-planet-earth-with-the-damnest-annoying-eyes' award. Come on down to earth to get your diploma!¤¤.
Harry eyes went ice cold every time he's thoughts wandered to Dumbledore. And every time this happened people around him would flee away from him like spiders from Basilisks. When Harry was in a mood like that, disturbing him was not one of the smartest things you could do. You really didn't want to be more than 5 ft near him. Like he said to Dumbledore: he couldn't be held responsible for his actions here at Hogwarts. Harry stalked over the field and into the castle.
He didn't plan to waste his time on this old wrinkled, twinkled-eyed man, he wanted to get this over with and quick.
The angry boy stopped dead outside the Headmasters door, he hadn't gotten the new password. Frustrated, Harry stared to reel off all the sort of candy he could.
"Lemon Drop, Fizzing wizzbees, Ice mice, Pepper imps, Every flavour beans, Mars Bars, Licorice Wands, Blood Pops, Cauldron Cakes, Twix, Starburst, Hershey's Kisses, Baby Bottle Pops, Chocolate frogs.. Jelly beans!".
The list just went on and on, but Harry patience was running low today.
"DUMBLEDORE..OPEN THIS BLOODY DAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW!"
He shouted as loud as he could possible manage, all the students who stood outside the classrooms waiting for class to begin, turned around to stare curious at him.
€€That's it he's finally gone mad. Poor guy, the resorting really cracked his madness-immunity system. Still hot though.€€
Harry ignored them, he was starting to get really good ignoring other people nowadays. Dumbledore had clearly got the hint, because the door burst open only seconds later. Harry used his time wisely and hurried inside, he didn't like giving the waiting students free entertainment.
¤¤Damn that man, I bet he gets off on others frustration. What does his name mean.. is it Latin? Something stupid.. didn't Granger once say his name meant white bumblebee? Oh lucky him! Here comes the great wizard of this millennium...White Bumblebee!¤¤
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Well inside the office;
"Well, well, Harry if you would be so kind to sit down"
¤¤Kind? I'll sit down because I'll have to rest and try not to fall asleep while you...Sod it, never mind, I don't even want to think about it! Wonder if they would throw me in prison if I accidentally killed him?¤¤
Dumbledore pointed to a soft-looking chair in front of his desk, and Harry sat down looking angry at his headmaster.
"Harry could I ask you to show me you back?"
¤¤Oh, I hate that man and his twinkling eyes.¤¤
"And why would I give you that pleasure, my white bumblebee?" Harry barked back to said old guy, whom only smiled.
¤¤Pervert I bet he's getting off on this.¤¤
"Now, now, calm down my boy, I just want to show you something. You see, I know what those markings on your wrist and back are, and I think you would like me to tell you about them, no?"
¤¤How could he..? Oh, never mind. Guy's so old he probably memorized odd cases of mythology just in case.¤¤
"Go ahead, tell me oh wise ¤¤wrinkled¤¤ one!" Harry said and ripped off his shirt.
"Ah, yes their beautiful."
¤¤What...? beautiful? Their scars, their ugly!¤¤
"Do you know where you got them from Harry?"
"No, I don't know were they come from, when they came or why I got them, they have just like….always been there".
"Ah, yes, I will tell you what I know, so that I can answer some of your questions."
"Okey, spill it and don't let the dark sides lay untouched."
"Ha, ha, you're a funny lad."
¤¤Hmm.. I wonder who came up with the word lad, is that northern British or Welsh slang for something?¤¤
"No, there aren't any dark side of this story, it's in fact quite ordinary."
¤¤Riiiiight. Knowing me it only happens to one in a million decades or so.¤¤
"You have to understand that you're a very lucky boy, because you have received a special gift. Do you know who Merlin is? Yes of course you do, Merlin is our god, the most powerful wizard ever lived on this earth. When he went back to his heaven and left this world, he left something here, he gave half of his powers to one special wizard. A person with a pure heart, who had bravery, and a strong will, ambition and a person who wouldn't abuse this power, and fight for what he believed was right. This person would be half 'god', half wizard. This chosen one will receive his gift when he's ready for it".
¤¤Was Merlin really a god? Man these wizards are very egotistical. He probably just found a way to become immortal or something I bet he's old Tommy boy hero.¤¤
"You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this Harry. You see, this person is someone in this school, it's you Mr. Potter. You're Merlin's choice, you will become half god', half wizard. That's why you survived Lord Voldemort's killing cures, you had to survive to receive you're inheritance."
¤¤ What.. But what happened to my mother's love saving me and all that? One year it's this...The next he'll be spouting out about Trewlawny. I bet even he doesn't know exactly what stopped that killing curse.¤¤
"These marks on your back Harry, is proof about you being indeed the chosen one. The one you have on your left wrist is Merlin's mark, you can use it to communicate with Merlin. If you look closer, you can see it's shaped like a snake biting itself in the tail, it's the sign of immortality. The big one on your back is shaped like two wings, proves the faced that you're a god', but their smaller that usually, which shows us that you're only half.
You have probably noticed it, the marks shines when you're angry or in danger, like you demonstrated at lunch today.
Any questions?"
Dumbledore sat back in his chair and watched Harry behind half moon glasses.
Harry had been quiet the whole time, not knowing what to think.
¤¤ Is Dumbledore on drugs or something? Crack? Cocaine? Shrooms? Marajiana? Or maybe he's sniffing some of Snapes potions ingredients?¤¤
"That's a seriously bad joke".
"Oh, but it's no joke Mr. Potter".
"Eh, are you serious? I'm half 'god'? I'm immortal, aren't I'm ever going to die?"
"Yes, you're half god, well god and god, it's a more like a person who will never really die, is very powerful, and usually live in another dimension. You can never die of normal things like potion, curses, illness or the like".
"So I can never leave this world?"
"No, no, you can leave whenever you want really, you just have to want to leave really bad, but then you never come back. Merlin left when he felt he had done all that he could do for mankind. And when you decide to leave, you will leave half your powers here for somebody else, just like Merlin did."
¤¤How does he know all of this... wait! I can talk to Merlin?¤¤
"Hmm, you said something about communication with Merlin?"
"Oh, yes, the snake mark on you left wrist is a kind of link between you and Merlin."
¤¤Snake mark, oh how dreadfully Slytherin of you Merlin!¤¤
"All you have to do is place a finger on the mark and concentrate. Then you say: "My father, father, my father". It's quite easy, but you don't talk to him in any languages normal people would understand. You will speak a special language, a language only gods can speak, it's called Meliansk".
¤¤Yes and all this will be instinctually awoken in my memory when the time comes of course.¤¤
"And all this will be instinctually awoken in your memory when the time comes".
"Okay..thank you, I think that was all I was wondering about, can I go now?"
"In a bit, I just want to talk about some things with you first. You probably understand that I have to tell the other teachers about this. So they can cover you if there is any difficulties. I have to ask you to be quiet about this matter Harry, it will stay a secret, on till it's safe to tell the people. We don't want the media to know about this that will only complicate your already difficult life. I'm sure you understand."
¤¤Oh I wouldn't dream of telling the world that they can now name me The Boy Who Lived Because He Simply Couldn't Die. Oh old Voldie is going to be mad!¤¤.
"Yeah, yeah I get it, lay low, don't talk about it, can I go now?" Harry asked annoyed, he really didn't what to be here anymore, besides, he was hungry!
¤¤And I still haven't got a clue about whatever or not I'm going to change in front of the Slytherins tonight. Malfoy was looking weird at me.¤¤
Harry stood up and waited for Dumbledore's 'yes', it never came.
"Just on more thing Harry, from this day of, you will be addressed as Sir. Harry Merlin James Potter or Sir. Harry as the teachers are going to call you, but only when we're in private. Hope you don't mind that you keep you old name, for now, in the public".
Harry nodded to Dumbledore, "Of course not", and walked out the door when he saw that the head master didn't object.
Out side the office he lent against the wall and closed his eyes.
¤¤What just happened? I'm a god? Well half god that is. Oh darn I'm Merlin's heir. Bloody awesome! I wonder if I'll have the power to get all the grease out of Snape's hair? Probably not, no one can be THAT powerful! Maybe Snape's hair is naturally curly, and he needs the grease to hold it down.. I can just imagine.. a curly haired Snape! God that's hilarious.¤¤
He pushed himself of the wall and walked down to the great hall for dinner, he was very hungry. Harry walked into the hall he planed to get himself a divine dinner.
¤¤What a interesting turn of things.¤¤
He walked into the hall smirking like a very pleased cat.
¤¤I think I'm going to enjoy this situation¤¤
TBC
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