OK, Finally done with this chapter. Now, it is time for Review Responses:
ObsessedWithHPFanFic - Good chapter and interesting showing of Harry's power. Thanks for sharing!
-Thank you for reading and reviewing the chapter!
(Not for Chapter 3 but I did want to put it here) Baby Huey - you need to work on your dialog. each character needs to sound different. also, the dialog that you have written is ve4y stiff and formal. people don't speak like that.
-I know, and I am trying to work on the dialog, making it smoother. I was never that good at writing dialog, but thank you anyways!
Longer A/N at the end, but Enjoy 'till then
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The Guardian
Chapter 4: Training (Sirius & Fleur)
Dream
Harry found himself in an empty, barely light room with a full-size mirror in front of him. He moved closer to it to get a better look, but then his scar started to burn and throb. Harry screamed in pain clutching his forehead, looking around the room to find someone but found nothing. Just then, something appeared in the mirror.
"Voldemort," Harry whispered with fear in his voice
Voldemort's face twisted into a deranged laugh which made Harry close his eyes, trying not to flinch.
"Haha, What's wrong Potter?" He sneered "Scared of me? That is odd considering the fact that you and I are not so different."
With that, Voldemort's face disappeared and Harry saw himself, but with Riddle's face smiling maliciously back at him. Then, he could see all of Voldemort's memories and could feel the joy and delight Tom felt when killing all of those people. Harry tried to block the memories from his mind, but they were too strong.
"NOOOOOOO!"
Dream Ends
"AAAHHHH" Screamed Harry as he awoke with a start, sweat dripping down his face. His scream woke up Fleur as she found Harry paler then she has ever seen him.
"'Arry! W'at is wrong? Are you ok?" She asked in a panicked and worried voice.
Harry had his legs curled up to his chest with his chin resting on his knees, eyes closed, and kept muttering something that was too low for Fleur to understand. Fleur wrapped her arms around his shoulders, drawing Harry against her. Doing this, she was able to hear what he was muttering and what she heard was frightening.
"I am not Voldemort, I am not Voldemort."
Upon hearing this, Fleur tried her best to comfort Harry as she rocked him slowly back and forth, rubbing his back. Harry stopped muttering after a while but was still stiff and Fleur knew she needed to ask him about what he saw in his dream in order to help him further. She put her index finger under his chin, guiding his head to look at her face.
"'Arry, what 'appened?" Her voice full of concern and worry.
Harry hesitated for a moment before, "Voldemort said that he and I are not so different."
"You saw 'im?" Fleur gasped
"N-not in person, I-I was in an empty room with a mirror. Voldemort's face appeared, told me what I just said, then showed me my reflection with h-his head in place of mine. I was able to see all the memories and feel the joy he had when killing all of those people." His voice sounded so broken, like someone who just saw a murder.
Fleur just held Harry, trying to comfort him the best she could at the moment. Hearing what Harry told her made Fleur's heart bleed for him as there is a clear connection to The Dark Lord and making Harry feel/see those memories would drive a normal person to suicide. Fleur then felt Harry shift against her and his breathing settled down, meaning he fell asleep, more than likely from the exhaustion of that nightmare.
'I have to help him, no matter the cost. He deserves it.' Thought Fleur as she drifted back to sleep, still holding Harry.
Rays of sunlight crept into the room when Harry's eyes fluttered open, only to find that his head was buried in something soft and that smelled nice. After a few moments, his brain kicked in, remembering the nightmare from last night and Fleur comforting him. Harry then realized that his face was in her cleavage as the thin material of the shirt did not leave much to the imagination. Harry went beet red, but two things made this situation even more embarrassing: he had morning wood, which was pressed up against Fleur's pelvis and his left hand was resting on her right ass cheek.
'Really!?' Harry thought 'This is so embarrassing!'
'Wait! If she is this close and does not mind being naked in front of you, then give that ass a squeeze!' A voice that sounded like Sirius echoed in Harry's head.
'What? No! I will not grope Fleur!' Harry thought
'Pussy! Come on, do it! If she teases you and gives you a view of her goods, then take advantage of the moment.' The voice said back.
Harry tried to think of all the reasons that this was a bad idea, but what the voice said was true. Fleur had teased him with views of her cleavage and coming into the room naked. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before giving her ass a firm squeeze. Fleur moaned in her sleep which made Harry freeze, thinking that he woke her up, but all she did was push him closer to her. She moaned again, but Harry did not hear it as his head was now fully encapsulated by her supple breasts. A few moments later, she stirred awake and smiled a little when she found out that she used Harry as a big teddy bear.
"Good morning 'Arry, I figured you couldn't resist my butt," Fleur said in a sleepy voice.
Harry stiffened "I-I didn't mean to, um…"
"'Arry, I don't mind zat you did it. It surprised me, but it was not an unwelcome surprise. Although, I would 'ave 'ought zat you were a breast man." At this, Harry, out of sheer embarrassment, buried his head into her cleavage, which added to Fleur's amusement.
Fleur then extracted herself from him, sitting up and looking at Harry with concern. Harry was a little surprised that her mood could change from teasing and playful to being worrisome so quickly.
"'Arry, are you ok, after last night?"
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them "I d-do not know, while this is not the first of these kinds of dreams, the one last night was just too real …"
"Zis 'as 'appened before?!" hissed Fleur, interrupting him. The look on her face had rage written all over it and the thickening of her accent was an indication that she was not happy with learning this.
"Yeah," Harry nodded, "I think that there is some connection between him and I, although I don't have any solid proof."
Fleur stared at him in shock as he told her that there might be some kind of connection between him and The Dark Lord. She could not imagine how that could be affecting Harry mentally, in having a look into that madman's mind.
'How as he not gone insane by now?' Fleur thought when she felt something moving at the foot of the bed.
Harry and Fleur turned to see Serpico uncoiling herself and turn towards them. Fleur then noticed how black the snake's eyes were, they were like eternal black pits that wanted to suck out the soul of people, Fleur thought that they were like Harry's eyes, in that his eyes were like deep pits that could look into your soul, though his eyes were emerald instead of black.
$Masster, what iss wrong? I felt you waking up and screaming last night.$
$Jusst a dream Serpico, nothing to worry about.$ Harry answered the snake.
Serpico shook her head slightly $I may not be a human and do not know the workings of the human mind, but I can tell when ssomeone is a bad liar, ssso, are you going to tell me?$
$Fine.$ Harry shook his head exasperatedly $I had a nightmare about me becoming The Dark Lord, Voldemort, as he showed me that we are not that different. I was also able to feel his emotions as well.$
Fleur watched as Harry and Serpico talked and it made her think, yet again, how special Harry was. Here, laying in the same bed as her is a young man that killed a Basilisk, mastered the Patronus Charm, and has the ability to talk to snakes. Diverting her attention to the clock on the nightstand, which read: 8:55 AM.
"'Arry, we should get up as you do 'ave training with Sirius and I today."
Harry groaned, but go up anyways to gather his clothes for the day when he turned to see Fleur bending down, picking up something from the ground beside the bed, so her supple heart-shaped ass was in perfect view of him. Fleur turned her head and saw his reaction, so with a wicked smile, straightened up, put her hands on the back of her head and started to roll her hips slowly. All Harry could do was watch as Fleur continued to roll her hips in a very seductive way, which awoke his second head for the second time that morning. When Harry noticed this, he bolted for the bathroom, blushing bright red. Fleur started to laugh at the reaction and turned back to get dressed.
With Harry and Fleur changed, along with Serpico around Harry's shoulders, they went downstairs to the dining room to see that it was empty except for Sirius, who was reading the paper. When he laid his eyes on the two of them, he smiled, folded up the paper, and got up from the table.
"You ready to start your sword training Harry?" Sirius asked.
"Now?" Harry's face scrunched up into a look of confusion "What about breakfast?"
"Forget about that right now Pup, let's get started." With that, Sirius turned towards the basement.
The group got down to the basement where Sirius went over the far wall that had an abundance of swords and grabbed a five-foot longsword. He turned back to Harry, who was handing over Serpico to Fleur, who then walked a few feet away from Harry and Sirius. Sirius walked over and stopped about ten feet away from Harry, getting into a stance that had his left foot leading, knees slightly bent, and had the sword in his right hand with the index and middle finger of the left hand rested on the flat side of the blade, two inches away from the guard.
"Draw your sword." Said Sirius in an unusually serious tone.
Harry nodded as he gripped the handle, unsheathing the four-foot long Sword of Gryffindor as the blade shone slightly in the light of the room. While it did feel a bit odd holding a sword, it was not uncomfortable. Harry leveled the sword at Sirius, taking the stance that he used for dueling, which was having both feet shoulder length apart and knees slightly bent as well.
"Attack me!" Sirius commanded
Harry hesitated for a moment before charging with his sword raised above his head. Sirius was still in his stance when Harry was in striking distance when he deflected Harry's swing by guiding the swords to his right, Harry's left, and making him stumble pass. Harry regained his footing and turned, taking a swipe at Sirius' legs, but he saw this coming and stepped back, avoiding the slash and kicked his godson in the leg causing him to lose balance. Harry fell onto his back which caused the sword to fall from his hand, clanging a few feet away. He then found the tip of his opponent's sword inches away from his nose. Following the blade up, he saw Sirius smirking down at him.
"Do you yield young one?" Sirius asked, smiling at his rather lame joke.
Harry narrowed his eyes and did something that caught Fleur and Sirius by surprise. He used his left leg to kick the sword that was pointed at him to the side as he hopped back onto his feet and grabbed Sirius' hand that had the sword and twisted it, the sword clanged to the ground. Sirius had a surprised look on his face as he was disarmed. Now, the two of them stared each other down for a few moments before they turned and rushed towards their respective weapons.
As Harry reached his sword, he heard shouting of spells in his direction. Turning to see several stunners coming his way, which were going to be difficult to dodge, so Harry stood up and gripped the sword with both hands, he closed his eyes as he listened to the sound that was emitting from the spells. When the spells were close enough, Harry opened his eyes and swung the sword through the middle stunner, slicing it in half which caused it to go off on either side of Harry.
Seeing the stunned expression on his godfather's face, Harry rushed at him with the tip of the sword dragging on the floor, causing sparks to trail behind Harry. While Sirius had to admit that Harry was faster than he thought, he was still not fast enough as he was about to snap his wand away before bringing up his sword, meeting Harry in a head-on collision as the two swords clashed against one another, creating a resounding metal echo.
While Harry and Sirius were fighting, Fleur was watching with Serpico, who was hanging around her shoulders and was surprised that Harry was able to slice through those spells so easily. No, completely shocked was better to describe how Fleur felt watching Harry and his godfather had a mock-duel
'And this is only Harry's second time fighting with a sword.' Fleur thought.
Back with Harry and Sirius, who were fighting for dominance in the sword lock; Sirius won and pushed Harry back, knocking him off balance. With Harry stumbling for his balance, Sirius crouched down, spun with his right leg extended, and knocked Harry down on his back again. The Sword of Gryffindor sliding across the floor, leaving Harry without a sword. Sirius got on top of Harry's stomach and stuck his sword into the ground, inches away from Harry's head and angled the blade so that it was barely touching his throat.
"Do you yield?" Ask Sirius in a serious tone.
Harry swallowed thickly "I do."
Sirius smiled as he got off of Harry and offered him a hand. Harry smiled weakly at the hand as he grasped it as he was hauled up onto his feet. Fleur was walking towards the two of them with Harry's sword in hand.
"Zat was amazing 'Arry. You 'andled zat sword very well for your second time. 'Ow did you know that the sword would slice through Sirius' spell?" Asked Fleur as she handed Harry his sword, who nodded his thanks and sheathed it.
"Hehe, I didn't," Harry said sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head "I took an educated guess."
"What!?" Shouted Sirius "That was very stupid to do Pup, what if it did not work?"
Harry shrugged "Someone mentioned that the sword could do something against spells, so I wanted to put that to the test. Well, it sliced through it, so I now know what it could do."
Sirius shook his head "That doesn't matter, please do not be that reckless again because while this may have been practice, think of it as the real deal every single time." He took a deep breath and shot a glare at Harry who returned it "Well, while that may have been stupid, it does help us as Fleur and I are going to teach you about dodging and making that last-second choice whether to dodge or slice a spell."
Sirius and Fleur walked about twenty feet away from Harry, turned towards him and drew their wands which were pointed at him. Harry drew his sword and leveled it at the two across from him. He was very tired from the mock fight with Sirius, but he had to push himself further. Sirius fired off the first spell, a Reducto Curse, with Fleur following a few seconds later with a Stupify charm. Harry was able to see that Sirius' spell was about shoulder level on his left while Fleur's was about hip level on the right. Harry shifted his left shoulder slightly to avoid the first spell, then slashed down diagonally to the right, cutting the second one in half.
"RAPID FIRE!"
Harry then saw about ten spells heading his way quickly. He thought of running to the side in order to avoid the barrage of spells, but he knew that Sirius and Fleur would be on the sides to trap him. Harry then saw a gap on the bottom that he could slide through, and with that, Harry ran full speed at the wall of spells and curses and slid under them. He hopped up to find himself at wand and sword point, courtesy of Fleur and Sirius.
"While that was a clever move to go under the spells, you need to be less predictable," Sirius said with a cocky grin.
Harry scowled a little at the grin but did not say anything. He took action as he swung his sword, knocking Sirius' sword to the side, spun to avoid Fleur's curse, then elbowed her in the gut causing the wind to be knocked out of her and had her drop to the floor. Harry then kicked the feet out from underneath his godfather, knocking him to the floor as well. He then got out his wand, pointing it at Sirius while having his sword pointed at Fleur. Harry was breathing very heavily at this point in time and looked like his was about to pass out.
"Give up?" Harry breathed out, still trying to catch his breath.
"Haha, not bad Prongslet," Sirius said as he got back onto his feet "However, I see that we need to work on your stamina. You are out of breath already and building up your endurance will help out with that."
"Your sword skills are not bad, amateur yes, but not completely clueless. With that said, I think my part of training is done for the day, go and get something to eat." Said, Sirius, as he then put the sword he was using back on its spot on the wall and walked back up to the main floor.
Harry and Fleur went back up to the main floor to see Mrs. Weasley cooking breakfast, but no sign of anyone else. With that, the duo walked back to their room to change clothes and for Harry to take a breather from the training session. Fleur decided to take a shower before heading down for food, while Harry went down there with Serpico wrapped around his right forearm. When he got down to the dining room, he saw Jean, Appoline, Gabrielle, and Hermione eating which he found odd as it had only been a few minutes between him and Fleur coming up from the basement and now. Jean looked up from his paper to see Harry coming in and sitting down beside his bushy-haired friend.
"Good Morning, or should I say Good Late-Morning Harry. How was your first training session with Sirius?" Jean asked with a smile.
"Hehe, Good Morning to you too Jean and it was good, exhausting though," Harry responded as he dug into his plate.
Jean laughed "That's training for ya when you are first starting out. Speaking for training and trainers, where is Fleur?"
"Oh, she wanted to take a shower before coming down to get some food. Actually Jean, would I be able to ask you a question?" Harry asked as he turned towards Jean and Appoline.
"Sure, what is it?"
"How do you know Sirius and of his innocence?"
"Ha, well we did not know him personally, but we did know him through the reputation of being the 'traitor' of the Potters. Dumbledore came to us in France to propose the bodyguard position to Fleur and mentioned Black. I really did not believe him, but I was able to question Sirius under the truth serum. Now that I know of his innocence, I am trying to get a trail for him through the France Ministry." Jean explained.
"Really? Do you think that the trail would go through?"
"Hopefully" Replied Jean "Although Fudge might fight back when the news goes public."
Harry snorted "What else is new?"
Hermione spoke up "Wouldn't Sirius still be wanted in Britain even if he is cleared in France?"
"True" Appoline spoke, "What you said is true, but it would put pressure on Fudge from the French Ministry and ze British public."
"Oh, that does make sense, but let's hope that it works because Fudge is a complete idiot." Hermione nodded with Harry, who smirked at her description of the minister.
Hermione then turned to Harry "So, did you learn any new spells? Or did you learn more about the theory of magic?"
Harry chuckled "Sirius' part of training is with weapons, endurance, and basic self-defense while Fleur's is about the magic side with learning how to harness my power and learning new spells."
Hermione made an 'O' with her mouth for a moment before understanding and nodded, turning back to her food. Right then, Fleur came down, having just finished with her shower if the damp hair of her's was any indication. She greeted her parents, Gabrielle, and Hermione before sitting next to Harry as Mrs. Weasley placed a plate of food in front of Fleur then left the room claiming that she needed to wake up the rest of the kids. When she was out of hearing distance, Harry turned to the group and asked, "Ok, what is wrong with Mrs. Weasley?"
Hermione looked confusingly at Harry "What are you talking about Harry? She seems fine to me."
"I'm talking about how she has not thrown a fit about Fleur and I sharing a room or how I am being trained," Harry responded.
"I can answer that." Jean jumped in, "Right before coming to get you from Privet Drive, Dumbledore explained the plan to the Order and Molly was not happy about it. She claimed that Fleur was too old for you and was only going to abandon you. Molly also said that you were too young to be training for war. Let's just say that Fleur and my wife almost burned her to a crisp, but Arthur did step in and calmed her down saying that Fleur would not do anything to harm you and that you have faced V-Voldemort several times. After a while, she did calm down, but she is still not completely happy with the situation."
Harry shook his head at the explanation before returning to finish what was left of his breakfast. Right after he finished, Ron came down, looking pretty tired, but Harry noticed something off with him. He was not drooling when around Fleur or becoming jealous of him because of Fleur. Now that Harry was taking notice of Ron's behavior, Hermione was not cold towards Fleur or calling her rather degrading names. This seemed weird to Harry as both of them could not have changed overnight, so he wanted to know why the sudden 180 in their attitudes. Harry got up from his seat and said, "Ron, Hermione, could I talk to you for a second?"
Hermione looked up and in Ron's case, turned his head to face Harry with both of them looking at him with complete confusion on their faces, but both nodded "Sure mate."
Hermione and Ron followed Harry out of the dining room while Fleur and her family were watching the interaction with interest and confusion. Jean and Appoline turned to their oldest to question her about it, but Fleur just shrugged as she did not know either but was curious about what Harry wanted to talk to the two about. Harry lead the others into the main living area before turning back to Ron and Hermione.
"Ok, what is going on with you two?" Harry questioned with a raised eyebrow and a calculated look on his face.
Hermione and Ron were completely shocked at the look and question coming out of the raven-haired person in front of them, but Ron was the one who asked, "what do you mean 'What's going on with you two'?"
Harry pointed at Ron "You haven't gone glassy-eyed or drooled around Fleur, which if I remember, you cannot become immune overnight. Also, you do not seem jealous of Fleur being around me, which is odd as you have gotten jealous about things that have happened to me in the past."
Harry then turned his attention to Hermione, "And you kept saying that Fleur was vapid, shallow, and a spoiled princess all last year. What changed in you two to become nice and not a drool machine, or are you somehow faking being nice?"
Both of their expressions of confusion changed to regret and shame as neither of them would look Harry in the eyes, staring at the floor instead. After a minute of complete silence, Hermione spoke up.
"I-I did think that Fleur was a spoiled princess, but when I was talking to talk to her, getting to know the real Fleur and not the persona that I saw last year. I know that judging her before I actually talked to her was not very mature."
Harry snorted in spite of himself, however, Hermione still wouldn't look at him, "Hermione, look at me."
It took a few moments, but she finally looked up into Harry's eyes and he was able to tell that she was telling the truth. He then turned to his other best friend, Ron, telling him the same thing as Hermione. It took a little bit longer, but Ron did lift his head up to see Harry looking at him with a raised eyebrow, signing him to explain his side.
"There is no excuse for my actions last year." Ron started with a sigh, "Since summer started, I thought about what I did and that made me feel bloody horrible as I let my jealousy get the better of me. As for the whole thing with Fleur, spending more time around her, I was able to resist the allure for a while, but I am not completely immune to it like you."
Harry stared at the two people in front of him, thinking about what was said. Ron's actions last year did hurt Harry very much and a small part of him wanted Ron to suffer but push that thought out of his head. As for Hermione, she was always getting on him about badmouthing Snape, even though that bastard deserves it, so it was a pretty hypocritical thing to bad mouth Fleur last year without knowing her. After thinking about everything for a few minutes, Harry finally spoke.
"Alright, I believe you both, but if either of you pulls those stunts again, I will not be so forgiving understood?"
Ron and Hermione stood there in shock before they launched themselves at Harry, pulling him into a huge hug, thanking him for forgiving them. Harry smiled at the two knuckleheads attached to him and thought how much they have matured from last year. Harry, Hermione, and Ron made their way back to the kitchen to find only Fleur and Gabrielle in there. Harry guessed that their parents had to attend to other things at the moment. He glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was almost 1:30 in the afternoon. Fleur turned from the sink to face Harry and asked him if he was ready for her part of his training.
Harry nodded as he turned to his friends and waved at them to go on without him. He turned and followed Fleur down to their training area. When they got down there, Fleur transfigured her shirt into a green crop top, which showed off her flat stomach, and her pants to blue short shorts. Harry turned around quickly, trying to control his blush and the on-coming erection. Fleur saw this and decided to push him a little further. She made her bra that she was wearing appear in the hands as she made her way to Harry, pushing her braless breasts into the back of his head, while gently nibbling on his left ear and showing him that she was not wearing a bra.
When Harry felt Fleur pressing her body into his, he imagined her sitting on a very comfortable chair, naked while he worshiped her body from top to bottom. Fleur saw a goofy smile appear on Harry's face, concluding that he liked what she was doing, but they needed to get training, so she decided that Harry had enough torture (Pleasure) for now. Fleur pulled away and with a wave of her wand, her bra disappeared from her hand and was now back on her body. She then got Harry's attention by shaking him slightly to get him out of his daydream.
Once Harry was, at least, somewhat clear-headed, Fleur went on starting the lesson for the day, "'Arry, we are going to work on your defense today. Do you know the Protego Charm?" Harry nodded at the question, signaling that he did know it.
"Good" smiled Fleur "What I want to do is test your shield's strength. I will fire spells at you and you are going to have to defend yourself by shielding alright?"
"Ok."
Fleur started to walk in front of him, getting about 15 feet away before quickly turning around, wand in hand.
Stupify!
Harry was caught off guard when Fleur shot off the spell so quickly, but he grabbed his wand out of his pocket and with a second to spare, shouted,
Protego!
The shield came up, barely visible, and stopped the stunning spell completely. Although, Harry did feel when the spell collided with the shielding charm. Fleur was impressed at the speed Harry was able to get out his wand and cast the spell, but there was room for improvement. So she decided to up the ante a bit to see if Harry would be able to handle it.
Stupify! Stupify! Reducto! Expelliarmus! Confringo!
Harry only had a second to recover from the previous attack before the next batch of spells collided with the Protego Charm. However, only three of the five spells were repelled before the shield shattered and Harry was hit in the stomach by a stunner and disarmed, sending him onto his back. Fleur walked over to Harry and held out her hand with a smile, which Harry took and was hauled back onto his feet.
"Zat was very good 'Arry, but the shield does need work. Do you remember when you collected your magic?"
"Yeah" Harry responded, having no idea where this was going.
"Ok, do zat again and zis time, instead of attacking, cast up your Protego shield."
Harry nodded, now understanding, and closed his eyes, gathering all the magic he could. After about a minute, Harry's eyes snapped open, whipping his arm out in front of himself.
Protego!
The shield roared to life and now the nearly invisible shield was the same red with green tint color as his Aura was. Harry only kept the shield up for a few moments before it fizzled out and Harry fell to one knee, breathing heavily.
"OK, maybe magic training on ze same day as sword training was not a good idea," Fleur said as she knelt next to Harry.
"Ya think?" Responded Harry with amusement.
With that, Fleur helped Harry up to their room to rest for the rest of the day. They only came down for dinner and during dinner did they explain that Harry could not do both trainings on the same day, so they came up with that one day would be either Magic or Sword training and would switch off. That night, Harry was slightly afraid of going to sleep, as he did not want to have any more of those nightmares.
"Don't worry Mon Chevalier, I will always be with you, holding you, comforting you."
A/N: Ok, I am very sorry about the 3 or so month wait for this chapter. College fucked me over and I had to focus on that before I could even think about writing. Also, for my writing, I write an outline in a notebook, writing about a page in there which would translate to about 200-300 words in the document. I also had work to deal with so yeah. Anyways, my plan now is to have a chapter out every month, so please be patient with it and I will update you all if I make progress or I won't be able to update. Alright, with that out of the way, Please read and review, and I will see you next time. Swat303810 signing off!
