Disclaimer:look at chapter 6.

Warning: violence and sex images ahead.

This story is AU including a different time setting. Here Harry was born 1990.

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Wizard's week

Harry jumped over the fence of Tom's home and made for the Dojo. As he came around the corner of the house, entering the garden, he saw Tom standing on the lawn. He held a bow with elegant curves and looked at a target about 200 yards away. Harry knew not to disturb his concentration, so he stood and watched. In one fluent move Tom raised the bow, grabbed an arrow form the quiver drew and shot.

And another and another. Tom stopped as soon as the first arrow hit its mark; he had four arrows still in the air.

"Yeha!" Clapping his hands Harry ran the short distance to congratulate.

Tom grinned, "Sanya sala iama."

Harry recognised the elven greeting for a friend from their last game evening.

"Oh, come on Tom. No need for formality."

"My dear friend you are no fun at all. Anyways we need to talk, I am likely to need your help and I want to test something."

Harry followed Tom into the Dojo. The first thing he noticed was a new artwork on the floor. Done with beautiful cedar and cherry wood It sprouted a large double circle, the resulting ribbon filled with glyphs.

Tom signalled Harry to sit on the cushions in the resting corner.

"Harry, I plan to explore some limits, if there are any, to this magic we discovered. What I would like to do today is to first train a bit of martial arts, then go and try if the restrictions in the rulebook really apply." Tom waited for Harry to state whether that was all right with him.

"I have given that some thought already and was planning to ask you today about some tests. I have spend some time reading on the compilations Dumbledore copied for all of us and I have a feeling we will see that the rules are fare more accurate than we expect. It is just a feeling however."

"Yes Harry, it just looks like we think in equivalent pattern again. Well, what do you say, ready for some combat training?"

"Ready when you are."

The next two hours the partners, friends, companions trained. Hand to hand combat, swordplay and staff, nothing really fancy; a martial artist would have considered Harry as beginner intermediate at his techniques. Tom implemented techniques from various styles. It was what he had always trained his long-term subordinates in. One thing was obvious however anything they did was tailored to real fighting, intend to disable, maim or kill as fast as possible. A real good martial artist would have considered this mix of techniques as a new style and would have seen the efficiency and ease of learning. The only thing that was a bit playful were the staff movements, the thrust and strikes enriched with moves just to make it look good.

Shortly after Harry and Tom had started the rest of the training party arrived and joined in.

Tom had them doing some sparring and evaluated what he saw.

Harry was quite good with his training sword, a straight blade of medium length with a long handle for one and two handed techniques. His hand to hand was lacking power though and he was adequate with a staff. All over he was very fast, nimble and had excellent situation awareness.

His friend Ron was the direct opposite. He was very powerful, good with the staff but somewhat slow and medium core with his long and heavy blade. Those two would not make a good combat team.

Harry's combat partner would have to be Ginny, the petite redheaded witch. She was the only one in the group who was ambidextrous and used two straight blades shorter than Harry's single one. This was about all the difference to Harry in style and ability. All in all a perfect team, already now, without real team training the two anticipated their moves, resulting in very long fights that rarely had a clear winner.

Hermione obviously did not like to fight. Even tough she was brilliant with the staff and gained quickness in hand to hand, mostly on evasive moves. She lacked in aggressiveness and disliked swordplay; her techniques were flawless but just that. Her defence was good, brilliant sometimes but she just could not grasp any counterattacks. She would be good to have on ones back as long as her Partner took the enemy down. Her steady defence would make her a good partner for either Harry or Ginny but an adequate to Ron.

The last two were a miracle to Tom. Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom. Together they did almost anything well, apart it seemed as they managed to be a walking catastrophe. This team was ineluctable.

The thing that bothered Tom was the social interacting. Neville and Luna did not know or realise it jet but they would be a perfect match one calm the other hyper, together a steady, reliable unit. The problems were the other four. Harry was oblivious to the affection the girls had for him, Ginny in particular. Ron on the other hand was at least envious towards him and the core problem was Hermione was obviously unable to make up her mind concerning the boys. 'This will become difficult soon.' He thought.

'They are teens after all and the hormones will put a massive strain on them. Better think of something to strengthen the friendship and camaraderie.'

After two hours of training Tom called an end to the physical work and had them settle down for some meditation and relaxation.

"I have already told Harry that we are going to test some things with the new magic. All of you have read the compilations. The first thing I would like you to do is think about which view of magic appeals to you the most. For me it is the elven view with the 'melodies of nature and magic', I can however understand and envision the hermetic approach. It just does not feel just as right to me. You understand what to do?"

The Teens nodded.

"Each of you find a spot somewhere and figure it out, alone. Lunch is in about an hour, I shall call for you."

Hermione knew exactly where she would think, in the middle of this arcane diagram, here in the dojo. She watched as Harry, Ron, Ginny, Luna and Neville left and spread over the estate. She smiled as Harry walked over to the oak in the corner of the garden between its roots grew lots of herbs, a place that had lots of intriguing smells. Ginny went to the beds. 'Roses and kitchen herbs.' She thought. 'She is her mothers daughter after all.' Hermione searched for Neville, she found him in the parlour, Luna by his side, just a few yards away from him. As she sat down in the diagram, Hermione spotted Ron, standing at the edge of the small Japanese style stone garden that was next to the Dojo. She sighted. 'I hope we will work out.'

She sighted again relaxing and then forcing her thoughts to the assigned problem.

Tonks, Remus Tom and Dumbledore were watching from the living room as the teens spread and settled.

"Mr. Triebenbacher, I do wish to congratulate you on your superb work with these children." Albus Dumbledore was more than pleased with the gain in maturity and the obvious joy of live the teens expressed.

"Well Professor, I do have a lot of experience working with young adults and that is what those kids are. I would like to ask you to stay and observe what we are going to do this afternoon. It should be fascinating." "I am sorry but urgent business prevents my staying here. I do however have some good news to relay to the children. I have been able to impress on Minister Fudge the need for this children to practice magic and have been able to acquire a temporary conditional waiver from the decreed of underage magic. They will be allowed to perform as long an Auror is with them. Miss Tonks here has the artefact, a necklace, with the necessary charms so there will be no further notifications as long as the necklace is within 100 yards of the children as they perform magic. I bide you all a good day." With a soft pop Dumbledore disappeared.

"Tonks, Remus have you been able to get the things I asked for?"

"Yes we were. It was however a bit more expensive than we anticipated." Tonks withdrew a tiny box from her pocket and unshrunk it. "We have completed all preparations for tomorrow as well."

Tom sprouted a happy smile. "This is the one thing I have been looking forward to. Your Diagon Alley."

Having had a small lunch the Teens and the three adults gathered in the living room, relaxing in chairs and on the sofa.

"Right then this is how we are going to do this. We will have each of us describing what we found in ourselves before lunch. Then we will discuss it. The reason for that is simple. I probably know the most of this form of magic and by giving each other input we will likely be able to verify things. But before that I would like to utilise a player's technique.

You all read about the 'Eagle, Wolf and Hammerhead' spell, a good way to determine what animal to chose is to ask your fellow players what animal they see in your character. We shall do the same but determine what character you would be best at.

All this we are doing because of a theory Harry and I have." He looked at Harry, who continued.

"Tom and I belief that the rules are correct in assuming the different schools of magic relating to certain spells and enforcing some restrictions. As we are witches and wizards with our own form of magic, it looks like we will have much less of a problem with those restrictions but it is likely they still apply to a degree. We already know that we do not have any knowledge restrictions simply due to us having access to all spells via the spell book. Tom has already proven though that he has some difficulty with guild magic and is best with elven spells."

All of them thought about what had been said and found that they agreed.

"Who is to start?" Tom asked with a very straight face.

The Teens eyed each other, no one wanting to go first.

"Tonks, Remus pay up!"

"Ah Tom!" The two wizards each handed Tom a Galleon.

"You bet on us!" the teens were a bit put out for it.

"Nah, a sure thing is a bet I can't resist. Well we shall do it my way then." He presented a die to them. "Highest number starts then down by numbers."

The friends could only shake their heads; Tom really was a child inside.

They passed the die and rolled for their position.

"Tonks and Remus, why do you think you shall not roll? It is not that you are not included in this."

Eventually it was Hermione who had to be the first.

"I have, as you all did, given it some thought especially to the other branches that are mentioned. I do feel however that I like guild magic the best. It's logical, straight and versatile." She added with a sheepish grin: "Besides there are books."

All the others nodded. "Well not a big surprise there." Tom said. "Who's next?"

"My turn." Ginny spoke up. "I think its elven magic for me…"

"But you are the picture paint of a 'Beauty of the Night!"" Harry interrupted.

"I… I thought about it, but the witches are considered to be of exceptional beauty and charisma, so I kind of discarded it."

The others tended to agree with Harry, at least with Ginny being more of the witch kind of character with the traits they were described. So there was a lively debate as they showed Ginny why they figured her a witch.

"Ginny, if there ever was someone who is playful and cruel and very catlike its you." Stated even Ron

"And you are very beautiful!" Harry mumbled. The silence at the table was immediate and complete. Ginny blushed and looked down. Ron rose an eyebrow at Harry.

"It is set, who now?" Tonks tried to divert, realising how uncomfortable the silence became.

Ron spoke next. "I am going for guild magic as well." Ginny stared at him. "No, not because I fancy Hermione Ginny, I need the straight lines it works along as my learning is … well, occasional. And I know that aside from chess I am a straight character."

Hermione smiled at Ron. 'He sure has grown up over the last weeks. Maybe he could be it for me, I still wonder though.'

"Neville and I, we figure we are witches." Luna had this matter of fact one, like when she spoke about Crumpled-Horned-Snorcacks or something else weird. This time however the others agreed, Neville's love for plants made it a save guess and Luna, she would be anything she wanted or nothing.

The group was left with Harry, Remus and Tonks.

"I played an Elf and I guess I was right about my choice of character."

Tom smiled now and nodded. The others did the same. Ginny even encouraged him. "Likely a Firn Elf, with your value of friendship and family." "Yes, that's what I play." Hermione offered another similarity. "Good fighters when threatened and in protection of their home, family and friends relentless." Ron nodded now. "Yeah, that is Harry."

"So far so good. Now would the kids please judge the 'leftovers'?"

Tonks punched Remus on the shoulder.

"Remus can be only one thing." Harry grinned. "He's a jester. He is the last Marauder; he values live and would go to any length to avoid harming someone because harm is no fun. And he loves his practical jokes." Wide grins on all faces ended the discussion about Remus.

Tonks was already nervous on her chair by now.

"Do not fear fair lady." Remus consoled her, concern in his eyes, badly played concern. "We all know you are a duffer." That earned him another hit.

"I can only see her as guild mage; there are no strong similarities otherwise." Tom suggested. The others seemed at a loss as well. So everyone agreed that guild mage was likely.

The remaining afternoon was dedicated to trying spells, using the mindset they had deducted from the rules. Not surprising Tom it worked for most of them, only Remus did better with guild magic probably because his mind was set along a scientific line, the line all wizards used.

As a last step Tom had prepared an excursion to the nearby forest. He had wondered whether the ritual artefacts from the game could work in reality. And so he got all of them to look for staff wood.

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Harry remembered his own first visit to Diagon Alley. Back before his first year, together with Hagrid, so as soon as the archway opened he turned to Tom.

"Welcome Tom, to Diagon Alley."

If his expression had been anything like Tom's was now his gratitude to Hagrid grew exponentially. Tom was ridicules, jaw dropped, eyes wide. Taking it all in took some time, so he started to drool a bit, which brought him back to reality.

"Okaaay, this is the Khunchom bazaar for magical artefacts! Any Tulamidians here, trying to sell me a carpet?" Tom looked around with wonder in his eyes.

The group entered the Alley and had to drag Tom along. He would have preferred to gape at every window he passed by. They went to Florish & Botts, Tom was worse then Hermione. "Oh, how interesting. This is fascinating. Could we take this as well? I have to have this." The others shook their heads and smiled at the young boy their friend had become. They had an Ice-cream at Forteque's, peaked to the apothecary and the Magical Menagerie where Tom bought an Artic tern, stating it was his animal friend. Harry noticing Ginny playing with a small black kitten found time and opportunity to buy it and hand it to her as a gift. All of them mused about Ginny squealing and hugging Harry.

Eventually they entered Olivander's.

The weird wand maker just nodded a greeting but concentrated fully on Tom.

"How very curious, a muggle but not." He measured Tom almost as if he would be buying a horse.

Tom showed his teeth and said. "I am all healthy and my teeth are shiny white. What is your offer?"

Mr. Olivander smiled at that. "I am sorry but I have heard about your kind just from my ancestors."

This comment astounded the group.

"What do you exactly mean by that, Mr. Olivander?" Naturally it was Hermione who could not resist asking.

"Ah Miss Granger, vine wood, dragon heartstring, your wand is well working I hope?"

Hermione nodded conformingly.

"There are people, muggles Miss Granger, who have magical ancestors; it is quite common in fact. But some people have other magical beings in their bloodline, resulting in fascinating manifestations of magic. It is rare to see this in a human, very rare. More often it's with elves, goblins or other creatures."

Olivander turned to Tom. "You sir are of this kind. You do not know what your ancestor was, do you?"

As Tom denied Olivander waved him over.

"So, a wand for you then it shall be."

An hour later, they left with a wand that was no perfect match, but with a promise for a custom made one.

"I guess I shall enchant my staff tonight, it's worth a try. Anyone with me?"

After Olivander's the group went for a snack in the Leaky Cauldron. Tom and Tom the barkeeper hit it from the start. Bantering and joking with Remus and Tonks joining in. The Cauldron was rather empty, most people preferring to stay home because the news of Voldemort's return frightened them. They entertained each other with stories about their school time or the various innocent adventures they had had. When Harry and Ginny told them about Harry's Knocturn Ally incident Tom decided that this was the place to see. Some arguing later they left the Leaky Cauldron and headed for Knocturn Alley, everyone was very alert but some of the shops down there sold the most intriguing things.

To ease their minds they went into Muggle London and did a bit of shopping there. The women watching with awe as the men turned into little boys once more the moment they entered a toy shop where Tom spent quite some money.

They walked along Diagon Alley, heading for Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes when Tom's inner alert went of. The Teens noticed almost at the same time a creepy feeling, like someone watching them.

"Spread in teams!" Tome ordered. "CIVILIANS TAKE COVER!"

The Group formed teams, the teens as in training, Remus and Tonks forming another. Meanwhile the wizards and witches looked around as if confounded.

'Like sheep waiting to be slaughtered.' Harry thought and started to repeat the order to take cover when more than ten Death Eaters appeared in the alley, starting to fire curses at once. Harry and Ginny send stunners as did the others. Tom closed on one of the Death Eaters in a dash, evading several curses. Barely a second before the two collided Harry saw a blue light appearing in Tom's hand. Next second the Death Eater fell, his head rolling away from his body. All combat ceased as the defenders and the Death Eaters looked in utter disbelief at the fallen one.

'Is that a laser sword?' Harry was almost sure.

Tom was the only one moving, moving in to strike another, meeting no attempt for resistance he send him down with a fist, knocking him out. This was the signal for the fighting to resume. The Death Eaters, resorting to unforgivables fired not only on the group but stroke down innocent bystanders with obviously great pleasure.

Ginny screamed, gaining Harry's attention. Nearby a Death Eater was torturing a small boy, beside him lay his mother. Ginny and Harry closed in on them and Harry jumped the Death Eater, striking with his hand toward the throat, just as he had trained. With wide open eyes and a gaping mouth the Death Eater sank to the ground, his hands gripping his destroyed larynx. Harry stood frozen and watched him die. He would have died as well, had Ginny not covered for him. They were under Attack by two Death Eaters but Ginny took one out, banishing him towards a building. She pushed Harry away, shaking him back to awareness. They fought on.

On the other side of the street Ron and Hermione were fighting. Hermione firing complicated curses at the Death Eaters, Ron covering where ever she was not looking. A barrel nearby exploded, hit by an Arvada Kedavra curse. They dove to avoid the fragments and then fought on. Hermione turned to look for the others and saw a Death Eater closing from behind. He held no wand but a large piece of debris, a spear like piece of wood. She shouted a warning and fired a cutting curse, beheading Death Eater but he had already moved to pierce Ron.

Ron stiffened and looked in wonder at the spike breaking through his chest. He looked up his gaze meeting Hermione's eyes, with a last smile he fell. Hermione broke down next to him, shouting his name.

The fighting died out as eventually the Aurors arrived.

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"Tonks" Tom whispered. "What is there to know about sex in the wizarding world?"

"Sorry, I am not interested."

"Pity, I knew already though. You have taken a liking for men who barely conceal the animal within." Tom showed Tonks all his teeth in a bad grin.

"But back to business. Have you ever killed before?"

"I… no, I didn't have to."

"Tonks, as soon as you and especially the kids will realise what just happened one of the most basic instincts will kick in."

Tonks looked at him. "I don't know what you are talking about."

On the sofa Harry was comforting Hermione and Ginny, both of them holding onto him for dear live, silently sobbing. The Teens had started to slowly, gently stroke each other. In the corner Neville and Luna were embracing each other and kissing most passionately.

Tom gestured to have Tonks watch them.

"I am talking about this. When the primitive parts of your brain realise you have just escaped death it triggers several reactions, endorphins and the lack of adrenalin activate the need for intimacy. It becomes stronger if you have the appropriate partners around, even more so when it is someone you are attracted to. Combine that with hormonal Teenagers and we have a major problem at hand. I am used to it; it's not been my first time. You however, will react soon. I suggest you tell me what I have to prevent, because you should best see your friend and I take charge here. If we do not let anything happen the kids will suffer fare worse from PTS, as will you."

"Yes, I remember hearing something about that in training.

I better get going; Remus will likely be in for it tonight. You just have to make sure there is no intercourse. The consequences would be bad."

"Thanks, Tonks go and satisfy your need." Tom grinned again as Tonks left with a pop.

Tom left the room and went to the Dojo, a few candles and reflections of a streetlamp providing illumination. 'It is best to have them in the living room. A bit of a subconscious break, besides I can control them by looking though the window.' He got down to his knees in the middle of the arcane circle and facing the living room's window started a meditation. He judged the situation and guessed nothing too extreme would happen. If they went too far he would see and disturb the teens. Nobody would have thought otherwise in Tom's situation.

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Magic radiated from the teens bodies, filling the room with a soft glow. The light escaping through the window passed over flowers in the garden that start to blossom, deepening Tom's meditation.

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Inside the living room the teens were lost in a storm of feelings, grief, regret and an overwhelming hunger to feel alive. Their hands started roaming over bodies, not caring who was touched, just needing to feel a living breathing body. Clothes were discarded, hindering the need for contact body to body.

Hermione lost herself in Harry and Ginny's hands, firm yet gentle touching her breast. A thump going over her nipple sending shivers down her spine. Her own hands feeling Ginny's wetness, the muscles of Harry's chest, an urgent longing for release making her twist herself Harry's leg between hers.

Ginny tried to listen to the voices in her head, telling her to stop, to slow down. She could not. The feeling of Harry's arousal, its smell, made her give in to her instincts, her carnal desire, her unlimited need to mate, to ensure live. A hand met her, driving her over the edge for the first time, bringing her to lick and swallow Harry. She needed to have him inside her, now!

Harry felt the heat of the girls' bodies. He heard Ginny moaning, felt Hermione arching her back as she came. The smell of female heat wiped the last remaining conscious thoughts away. A deep growl left his mouth. He gripped on of them pulling her up to his demanding lips. He saw one of the girls presenting herself, offering to mate.

Ginny saw Hermione laying back, spreading her legs, offering her glistering womanhood, presenting herself. She felt Harry's grip on her loosening, his hand reached for Hermione as did her own. She slowly slid down against his body and then she felt him at her entrance. She moaned, in a reflex she gripped him with her legs pulling him closer and he entered her, instantly she came, the orgasm hit her unexpected, like a massive tidal wave. The two of them had fallen to the side Harry's face on Hermione; she saw his mouth hungrily working between her legs. Ginny could feel Harry pulsing inside her bringing her close again. Suddenly Harry pulled her over; rolling on top of her he started to trust, powerful, deep. Hermione pulled Harry into a deep kiss, her smell overly strong Ginny opened her eyes. Hermione's centre over her face, she put her hands on Hermione's hips and dove into the aroused girl as Harry released himself deep in her, driving her to another height.

Hermione screamed as she felt the wave of Harry and Ginny coming together, the wave dragged her along. She fell against Harry, pushing him back; he fell onto his back and pulled Hermione with him. As she came to rest on him she felt his hardness against her belly. Her body slid upwards, she felt a hand on her bum, gliding along her vagina, griping Harry, placing him at her opening. With a releasing moan she impaled herself, bringing her body up to sit on Harry, longing to have him as deep as possible in her. She felt Ginny' breasts pressing against her back, Ginny's hand going for her clitoris. Her own hand searched for Ginny's centre, fingering it. She felt Harry trust in her, she grinded on him. Then Harry came, deep in her, bringing her release. In her climax she tightened her grip on Ginny and the three of them came together, riding on the wave spending themselves.

The light faded away and eventually Tom recovered from his trance.

He blinked, taking in what he saw through the window.

"Shit!"

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