The Guardian

Chapter 3: Training

Review responses:

This has got to be my favorite review so far as it was made by a guest:

(Mikey P): So, Harry was given Veritaserum to prove hos claims but decides toonly answer questions about the Dementor attack. And this is just after he goes out of his way to prove some information given about Voldemort is correct and true?

I'm guessing you needed some way to continue with book 5's plot, despite already ripping it to pieces to fit Fleur into the story and have the two sleep in the same bed for no reason.

Along with the regular grammar errors and disjointed narrative, and the M rating, I can only assume this will turn into some form of plotless smut or will continue as a contradictory mess. Or both. And I don't know what would be worse

- I know that my spelling is not great, but come on, spell his right. I'm still trying to get everything in a row, but with college and work, it is a little all over the place. Thank you for the review anyway!

Guest: Please loose the snake. I have yet to read a story where Harry having a snake did not make the story worse. Remember, if something like having a snake is not essential to the plot, then it takes away from the story. Do no put things in just because you think that it is cool. If it does not add to the plot, then it is taking away from the plot.

- I do have a plan for the snake, people keep telling me to lose it, but I do want to try my hand with the snake. Please respect my decision on this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Harry, Fleur, and Jean walked out of the courtroom smiling that Harry was cleared of the charges. He put his wand back in his pocket, strapped the sword to his hip, and had Serpico wrapped around his left arm. Jean lead them to the floo where they flooed back to The Leaky Cauldron for a late lunch. As they walked the busy street up to the eatery, Harry asked Jean a question that was nagging at him for a few minutes.

"Jean, who was that woman in the bright pink hat?"

"Madam Dolores Umbridge" he scowled "While I do not know her personally, she is a well-known bigot and hates anyone who is not a Pure-Blood and British."

Harry looked confused at the statement "Why does she hate anyone who is not those two things?"

"I cannot give you a direct answer Harry, the only guess that I have is that she sees anyone who is not those two things as lesser beings that need to be controlled."

Harry shook his head at the stupidity of the reason but nodded anyway. When they got to The Leaky Caldron, Tom asked them where they would like to sit, which Jean replied that they would like a table in the back. Tom smiled and lead them to their table, but as they sat down, some of the customers recognized Harry and threw dirty looks his way and muttered under their breath. Jean saw of this and could not fathom the animosity, so he decided to ask Harry about it.

"Harry, why are those people throwing dirty looks at you? I know that the Prophet ran that article but still…"

"I don't understand it either" Harry shrugged "All I know is that this is like last year with the Tournament and second year with the basilisk. Most of magical Britain are sheep, they follow whatever is being printed."

"I know that you said some of the things that happened in your second year, but I would like to know more. Would you be able to tell us?" Jean asked with a face of curiosity.

Fleur nodded her head in agreement with her father's question. He had mentioned a little of what transpired that year while talking about his Parseltongue ability. He sighed as his hand went through his messy black hair as Harry contemplated telling them about that year. Though, when he looked up at their faces, he felt a little bit better about talking about it.

"Alright, where the rumors and whispers started was when I dueled Malfoy in that pathetic excuse for a Dueling Club. The club was run by Mr. Only-Knows-Obliviate-Lockart."

"Wait, you 'ad 'im as a professor?" asked an amused Fleur.

"Yeah, but he did not teach us anything about Defense, only his 'achievements'. Anyway, Malfoy summoned a snake, trying to intimidate me. The snake almost attacked a student, before I was able to intervene and told the snake not to attack. That was when the rumors started to go around that I was The Heir of Slytherin."

"I do know that Parseltongue is a very rare ability and only known descendants of Slytherin could possess it," Jean explained.

Harry shrugged and started to pick at his food and giving a few bits to Serpico who hissed her thanks while Fleur and Jean were in their own thoughts. With Jean, he was thinking about how someone this young has faced Voldemort four times and lived to see another day. His magic was very deadly when angered and Jean could only imagine how powerful this young wizard can be if he could harness his anger. Fleur was thinking about how caring Harry is and how she might reward him for his bravery in taking the Ministry on. With that thought, she smirked a little. When the trio was done with their meals, they paid and walked into an empty alleyway before apperating away to the street where Sirius lived on. As they walked through the entryway, the horrible screeching from yesterday came back in full force.

Harry and Fleur went up to their room while Jean went to the dining room to give a report of the trial. When they got to the room, Harry unstrapped the sword and leaned it up against his bedside table and flopped onto the bed with Serpico wrapped up into a tight ball at the foot of the bed. Fleur sat down facing Harry and asked him a question.

"'Arry, why didn't you 'ave papa ask you about Voldemort's return while you were under the potion?"

"Well, I figured that even if I did, it could have lead Fudge to do something like throwing me into St. Mungo's for being a nutter. I have to play by their rules right now, no matter how unfair this is."

"Zat does make sense 'Arry" Fleur agreed "'Owever, you did almost lose your temper for a minute back zere."

"Yeeaah" he scratched the back of his head sheepishly "I'm trying to keep it under control. It's hard when people call you a lier about a madman who killed so many being alive. School will be hell, just like last year."

"Hey Fleur, when is this training going to start?" Asked Harry with a face full of curiosity.

"Weeelll" Fleur smirked "'Ow about now 'Arry? Let's go talk to Sirius."

Harry followed Fleur downstairs and into the living area where Sirius, Jean, and Appoline were talking. Sirius looked away from the conversation and smiled widely at the two of them.

"Well, what can I do for you lovely lady?" Sirius asked in a mocked flirtatious voice.

"Not going to 'appen Black" she responded with a smirk "I wanted to know if you knew of a place in zis 'ouse zat I could train 'Arry?"

"Ha sure, follow me."

The two of them followed Sirius through the dining room and down a flight of stairs to what Harry concluded was a basement. When they got down there, Harry found out it was about the size of two Great Halls, maybe a little smaller than that, but still spacious enough for what they needed. Along the walls where all types of weapons, all of them muggle which was odd.

"This is perfect, thank you, Sirius."

"No problem but do go easy on him. I don't think that he will do anything if you tease him." And with that, Sirius went back upstairs.

Fleur took out her wand and transfigured her shirt and jeans into a light blue sports bra and gray short shorts. The bra stretched around her chest nicely while the shorts accented her ass and long shapely legs. Harry blushed and looked to the side, Fleur saw this and licked her lips slightly. She then transfigured his clothes into a gray sleeveless shirt and workout shorts. Fleur noticed that there was a purple mark on his right arm, about one inch in diameter, she decided to ask about the mark later as she wanted to get started.

"Alright 'Arry, you know ze Stunning Spell correct?" He nodded "Ok, now show me 'ow powerful you's is."

As she said this, a practice dummy materialized in front of them about ten feet away. He nodded and raised his wand at the dummy, focusing his magic.

STUPIFY!

The spell shot out of the tip of the wand and hit the dummy in the chest, which pushed it back about five feet. Fleur looked impressed, but she knew that the target would have been in pieces if it was a threat or if Harry was in a life or death situation.

"Very good 'Arry. zat 'ad some power behind it. Now, let's try focusing more of your magic into zat spell. Try and gather up all of the magic you can and fire it at the dummy ok?" Fleur said as she waved her wand and the target went back to its original spot.

Harry was confused by this as he thought he put all the magic he could gather behind that spell, but nodded all the same. He closed his eyes and tried to collect all the magic within him. Fleur saw the aura surrounding Harry and was amazed at the power that he had in him. However, Fleur knew that this was not even half of the potential power this young man had. Harry did feel a lot of magic within him, he opened his eyes and aimed at the dummy.

STUPIFY!

This time, the spell whizzed by and hit the target in the head, sending it back about 13 feet. Harry had his mouth wide open at the power of the spell while Fleur smiled and clapped her hands. "Awesome 'Arry, zat was much better. I want to ask you something, 'Ave you noticed zat your spells are more powerful and deadly when you are angry and in a life or death situation?"

Harry thought about that for a second and nodded "Yeah, I have noticed that they have more power behind them. Why?"

"Well, one of the reasons for training you are so zat you can 'arness that anger and use it to your advantage, so you are not needing to be angered in order to be powerful. Now, let's 'ave a friendly due." Fleur finished with a smirk.

She walked over in front of Harry a few feet away. Harry was nervous about this as she was several years older than him, so she knew more advanced spells and curses. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and raised his wand. Neither one made a move for several seconds before Harry shot the first spell at her. The Stunning Spell whizzed towards her, but Fleur merrily stepped to the left as the spell shot passed her and fizzled out. Harry aimed again and fired another spell at Fleur, but she just stepped aside of it, missing her. Fleur was smirking the entire time and decided to test him in his focus. She leaned forward so that her cleavage was on full display for Harry and winked at him. Harry blushed beet red and looked away quickly, that was when a spell hit him in the chest, sending him on his back. He groaned as he felt like the wind was knocked out of him. Fleur walked over to him and smiled down. Harry glared at her for cheating and flaunting her assets.

"You cheated!" Harry tried to yell, but it came out wheezy.

"So?" Fleur asked, "Do you zink zat ze Death Eaters will play by the rules, or what about Voldemort? You 'ave to be ready for anything zat comes your way, even flirting girls because you do not know what zeir true intentions are."

"Alright, alright. I get your point" said Harry as Fleur grasped his hand and hauled him up on his feet. Harry felt embarrassed that Fleur was able to beat him so easily, but conceded that she was older so it was expected that she would wipe the floor with him.

"Alright, let's try concentrating on gathering your magic," Fleur explained as she guided Harry to a chair where he sat down.

"Look inside yourself and focus on manifesting your magic in and around you alright?"

Harry nodded but was really worn out from the mock duel that they had. Harry closed his eyes and tried to focus on his magic. Fleur was able to see Harry's aura again, but this time, his aura turned into a combination of red and green which confused and shocked Fleur. Then Fleur remembered that Harry told her that he was almost sorted into the Slytherin House his first year, which explained the green tint to what would have been a red aura. While Fleur was watching, Harry could feel the power of his magic and be able to see the manifested aura that was red and green. Harry was shocked by the color green but remembered what The Sorting Hat told him back in his first year. Harry opened his eyes and zeroed in on the target dummy, he raised his arm with his wand in hand.

REDUCTO!

The spell flew through the air and made contact with the target, obliterating it pieces with so much force, that Fleur had to throw up a shield in order not to get hit with the shrapnel. With that much power released, Harry fell forward but did not hit the ground as Fleur was able to catch him.

"Zat was amazing 'Arry. 'Ow did you put some much power behind zat spell?" Fleur asked as she cradled Harry in her arms.

"I-I do not know Fleur, I just focused on collecting my magic and I needed to release it. That Reducto Curse was the first thing that came to mind." Harry answered, slightly out of breath and very tired.

"Alright, well, I zink zat is enough training for today. You look exhausted." Giggled Fleur as she helped him back on his feet. Harry agreed and, with the help of Fleur, walked up the stairs and to their room.

When they got to the room, they found out that they both smelled, badly. Fleur offered the shower to Harry first, but he told her to go ahead and take her's first. While she was in the shower, Harry sat down on the bed and petted Serpico's head as the snake hissed in pleasure. Harry started to think back to how Fleur was teasing him and if she could have feelings for him.

'Could she like me as more than a friend? I mean, she said that she was comfortable around me, but does that equate to something more?'

He sat there thinking those thoughts over and over again. To be honest, Harry did have a crush on her last year and that crush only grew more as she became his bodyguard and teacher. However, with Voldemort back, Harry became a little scared as Voldemort would surely try to get to him through her if they did get together. Harry was brought out of his thoughts when the bathroom door opened and Fleur came out with only a towel wrapped around her hair. Harry could only gape as he took in all of her glory, but turned away quickly before he started to stare at other parts of her body.

"'Arry" Fleur purred as she walked over to the bed with her hips swaying.

"F-Fleur, could you please put some clothes on?!" Harry stammered out as he tried not to look at Fleur. A small of his brain was yelling at him for being a big pussy for not looking, but the part of his brain with the most common sense won as he did not turn around.

Fleur laughed lightly at Harry's reaction but decided to grabbed some clothes and threw them on. Harry then went to the bathroom to take his shower, all the while not looking at Fleur. The hot water felt good on his aching body as the training wore him out, which was weird as Quidditch practice was for hours, in the rain, snow, and sleet at times. Harry washed up and got out of the shower to dry himself off. Along with the scars that married his body, the purple scar that was from the Baskilisc second year was there.

'Should I tell Fleur and the others about my scars?' harry thought as he gazed at them.

Shaking his head, Harry got dressed and came out of the bathroom to see Fleur sitting on the edge of the bed with his sword in her hands, examining it. He went over to her and sat down next to her.

"What's up Fleur?" He asked.

"I'm looking at ze sword because I thought you mentioned zat it was special, but besides ze obvious point of it being owned by one of ze founders of your school, zat else?"

"I think I know," Harry said, "When I stapped the snake, I stapped it through its mouth. I got the venom on the blade, so it could have the venom infused into the blade, but that is just a thought. I'm gonna ask Sirius about when he is training me."

Fleur nodded but a thought came back to her "'Arry, I saw a purple mark on your arm, what is zat?"

"Oh, this?" Harry rolled up his sleeve and showed her it and she nodded "When I stapped the snake, one of its fangs got me in the arm. Luckily Dumbledore's Phienox saved me at the last second." Harry explained.

Fleur traced a finger along the scar and felt the skin. It was a little rough, but surprisingly soft at the same time. As Fleur stared at Harry's arm, he had a good view of her chest as the shirt seemed a size too big and slipped down to show more. Harry avoided his eyes as Fleur said that they should get down for dinner. The two of them went down to the dining area where dinner was just starting, Sirius saw them come in and smirked.

"So, did you two start training or was he too busy drooling over you?" Sirius asked with amusement. Fred and George snickered, Ron laughed, and Hermione had a little smirk on her lips while everyone else chuckled.

"Non, I was able to get 'Arry to gather 'is magic and practiced ze Stunning Spell. 'Owever, I do know that 'e liked my outfit." Fleur responded.

Harry buried his face in his hands out of sheer embarrassment. In all honesty, he did really like her outfit, but that even that made him blush harder. Sitting next to Hermione while Fleur sat next to him, Harry finally got his blush under control and started to eat. Hermione, who got her amusement under control, turned to Harry and asked, "So Harry, what is Fleur teaching you? Is she teaching you more curses or more defensive spells?"

Harry looked upon her with amusement while Hermione looked like she was out of breath, then responded, "For now, controlling my emotions and gathering my magic up and focusing it so that my spells are more powerful. Nothing extreme yet."

"Well, that does make sense, starting off with gathering up magic could help with the power of the spells, I have noticed that your spells are deadlier when you are angered or in a life or death situation."

"Oui" Fleur agreed "Zat is what I 'ave been telling 'im. If 'e could 'arness zose emotions, zen ze spells could be deadlier."

Fleur, Harry, and Hermione talked while eating dinner and when dinner was done, they continued to discuss when Sirius decided to join the conversation.

"I want to also start training you Harry in sword fighting and deflecting spells. Fleur, would you like to help me?" Sirius asked as he turned his attention to Fleur.

"I would love to help Sirius, but 'ow about we do it tomorrow as 'Arry is still depleted from today and a good rest should work in restoring his magic."

Sirius nodded "Or course. Now that everyone is fed and looking tried, I think that you two should retire for the night."

Harry and Fleur agreed, said goodnight to everyone that was still up and went to the room to settle down for the night. Fleur grabbed her pj's and changed into them which caused Harry to blush and turned his attention to Serpico and Hedwig, who was staring each other down. Harry got his sleeping clothes and went to the bathroom to change. Fleur found this odd on some level.

'Is he that embarrassed to change in front of me or is he hiding something' thought Fleur as her gaze went from the bathroom door to Harry's familiars. She smiled at the two's actions of trying to outdo the other in the staring contest. Harry came out of the bathroom a few moments later to see Fleur laying underneath the covers of the bed. He went over to his side and crawled into the covers, but felt Fleur tugging him to come closer to her. Fleur pulled him so his head was cradled in between her breasts and intertwined her legs with his.

"Goodnight 'Arry."

"G-Goodnight Fleur."

A/N: Yes, this chapter was a shorter one than the others, I tried to work with some other ideas, but it did not work with the chapter. Anyway, I am working on an idea for a Harry Potter/Bayonetta crossover, I have not started the outline at all, but it's an idea, so keep an eye out for it. With that said, I will not forget about this story. Please Read & Review. With that, Swat303810 Signing off!