Magical Photon
A Phantasy Star Online Harry Potter crossover.
I don´t own them, except Shawn, my PSO avatar.
Chapter 5
Try again, nicer this time please
Shawn's POV
I woke up early, due to some noise by the window.
I lifted my head to find a owl trying to peck its way to me.
The owl kept pecking, so I got out of bed and opened the window.
It stuck out its leg, with a letter attached to it.
I sighed as I recognised it, a Hogwarts letter.
Telling the owl to wait, I grapped a bit of parchment and wrote a short letter to Hagrid.
I asked if he could to the Leaky Cauldron around noon so he and I could shop together.
Sending the owl, I turned to the contents of the letter.
I immediately noticed it was addressed to 'Shawn Flame'.
Well, I declined as Harry and accepted as Shawn, funny isn't it?
And then there was this slight problem of me being 'possessed'.
Sure, I wasn't really possessed but those purple edges in my eyes told people otherwise.
The souleater and soulbanisher were powerful, capable of messing with minds.
They are far more dangerous to androids then Newmans or Humans, because androids will never have a real mind.
Androids are ,no offence meant, nothing more then extremely advanced machines.
Newmans on the other hand, can resist the scythes.
They can block the intrusions of the blades.
And Humans like me, are in between .
Some of us can resist, yet other can't.
It's the power of will that controls the scythes.
I looked out the window.
The wizards here are weak, they think they are all powerful with their magic but in mind they are weak.
The moment they are without a wand, they are useless.
I heard that muggle fighting is seen as weak, when in this world it is one of the best abilities to have.
Oh well, I can't change minds.
Hagrid entered the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hey, Hagrid over here!" a voice shouted.
Shawn smiled when he saw the Gamekeeper look at him.
"I see you are willing to escort a poor kid and help him shop."
"Ye know me."
"Anyway, let's get going."
Shawn had bought his school stuff, with Hagrid's help on extra material.
He was standing in front of the only shop he still needed to visit: Olivander's Wands.
Hagrid needed to return to Hogwarts, and left him,
Shawn entered , the atmosphere was thick, almost suffocating.
"Can I help you?" a voice said on his right.
Olivander's POV
I looked at my customer.
It was a first year, yet he walked as a man.
His eyes checking every area visible, looking for threats.
One must wonder, why would a first year do that?
His eyes lingered around my location.
So he knew where I was.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
His jaw muscles tightened, and around his hand the air condensed to an almost visible form.
My eyebrow rose as a purple light flashed from his hand, allowing a glimpse of a scythe.
He closed his eyes and took long breaths.
He opened his eyes and looked at me, his eyes were a startling green, although I swore I saw a flash of purple when he had opened them.
"Never do that again," the boy said.
"I came here for a wand."
I gave a suspicious look but started the check-up and gave my usual speech.
I brought every wand I had, but none had worked as a proper focus yet.
I gave him my last wand, it was an holly one, with a phoenix feather core.
One I thought that would go to Harry Potter.
I watched as the boy grasped the wand.
A symbol appeared around the wand and it changed shape.
The wood changed to metal, the wand length tripled and a big diamond-shaped point appeared on both ends.
The edges started to glow with a green hue.
Then the wand fell apart and a orange cube lay on the ground, along with several cards?
I watched as my customer picked up the box and cards.
He placed the cube in one pocket.
He then shifted through the cards, looking at them.
The boy held up one card, the backside was different from the other.
A tear appeared in his eye.
He placed the card on top of his deck.
The deck disappeared in the other pocket.
He then looked up, and asked how much the wand had cost.
He paid me, and walked out.
I stared at the door for a long time.
That boy intrigued me, wands sometimes changed shape.
Usual it was to accommodate to their wielders power, wands would often grow in length or shrink.
Never had I seen such rigorous transformation.
One thing was for sure, I would hear about him.
Shawn, in the meantime, had walked into an animalshop.
Before Hagrid left, he had mentioned that it would be handy to buy an owl.
So Shawn was looking at the available owls.
Suddenly a screech was heard, it sounded different from the others.
"Shut up! you stupid bird," the storekeeper yelled.
Shawn turned to see the keeper throw something to a cage.
The cage fell to the ground.
Shawn calmly walked to the fallen cage and picked it up.
He was shocked to see a pair of yellow eyes stare back at him.
Shawn turned to the shopkeeper.
"You dare to attack a harmless creature?" He asked the owner in a cold voice.
"Yes, since I got the creature my sales lowered."
"Since you want this creature gone, I'll take it away."
"Fine, that will be 23…"
"You charge me for getting rid of this creature? The profit you'll make in return must be worth this falcon and at least one owl."
"Well…"
"It's a win-lose situation. You get more profit and I have two animals to take care of."
"It's a deal."
"I'll take the snowy owl in the corner."
A couple of minutes later Shawn walked to the Leaky Cauldron with two companions perched on either shoulder.
He couldn't suppress a yawn, it had been a tiring day and tomorrow he would go to Hogwarts.
He smirked at the thought on how the wizards (Snape and Dumbledore the most) would react that Shawn Flame and Harry Potter were the same.
It was the last thought on his mind when he hit the pillow.
AN
If anyone want to see a picture of the PSO symbol, I have a wallpaperlink in my bio.
Next chapter, The Hogwarts Express.
Give me your thoughts on what should happen next.
Remember, Shawn is a Hunter,with a wand and the souleater/banisher.
He will recieve more stuff as the story goes on.
And BEWARE, massive Snape and Dumbledore bashing.