Disclaimer:look at chapter 6.
There is a song mentioned. That one is by Chris de Burgh, so not mine again…
Chapter 8, in which Harry sets course for the future, the power he-knows-not continues to unfold and the group learns more about magic.
This story is AU including a different time setting. Here Harry was born 1990.
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Dealings in live
Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, defeater of dragons, slayer of basilisks, hero to a many fair maiden, Tri-wizard-championship winner, thorn in the eye of the darkest wizard of the age and seeker extraordinaire for Gryffindor house faced the one thing on earth that made him tremble in fear.
In the aftermath of last night's events they all had been somewhat confounded. It had had been a very eventful day and night and the events had taken their toll. The Teens and their host had spend several more hours talking and coming to terms with Ron's death, the meanings of things they learned in Diagon Ally and the lovemaking that had happened. Tom had even summoned Professor McGonagall to explain things and provide some more psychological support. He knew they had done something inappropriate in the muggle world, but after Professor McGonagall had explained the finer working of magic and virginity he had been double shocked. First about what had happened between him and the girls and second about Professor McGonagall being the one to explain it. He had almost died of shame. Deep down in his heart he was deliriously happy about the gift he had received.
While they spoke, cried and comforted each other they found strength inside themselves that could not have been found before. The grief for Ron was intense, but they had a sure knowledge, an awareness, that live would prevail. This gave them something to balance the grief this Tom and Professor McGonagall had helped them see.
At dawn Mr. And Mrs. Weasley had arrived, coming to them after being questioned by the ministry. Obviously they had had been crying, and Mrs. Weasley immediately started to fuss over Ginny, Hermione and Harry.
"Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley we need to talk." Harry had mustered all his Gryffindor courage.
Tom had interrupted him. "Sorry Harry but I have to talk to them on something important first." Turning to the Weasley elders he had said. "If you would please follow me." They looked at each other and had had followed him outside to the Dojo.
Harry watched as they settled down and began to talk. His thoughts started to wander.
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The loss of his friend affected him, as much as Hermione and a bit less than Ginny; he had been her brother after all. He could not avoid thinking about what had transpired in the night. His memories a bit of a bliss but the clear spots were most pleasurable and the whole thing had a deep feeling of rightness to him. When he had turned to his friends he had found his girls sitting on the sofa, cuddling and comforting each other, Luna in the same corner as during the night and Neville walking up to him.
"Harry, let's talk."
"Sure Neville, anything special on your mind?"
Neville had dragged him into the kitchen, his face a mask of determination. "What are you planning to do about the night?"
"Uhn?"
"Harry, I know you have been raised as a muggle, but you heard McGonagall. The girls will have a difficult time getting a boyfriend, not to speak of a husband. We took their virginity! They will be considered damaged goods."
Harry had looked at him flabbergast. He had listened to the professor but not taken it really in. then it had hit him, Neville had helped him realise and understand the consequences of his actions tonight. Harry had stumbled backward, sinking onto a chair. "Oh my god, what can we do?"
"Well, we are sixteen that's the age of consent, so…"
Harry had looked lost. "So what?"
Neville had sighted, his friend was a bit clueless and fairly naïve obviously.
"Well, I will talk to Luna's father."
"About what happened? And how do you think this will help?"
"Harry." Neville raised his hands in surrender. "I will ask for permission to marry her!"
"WHAT? At sixteen! Are you mad?"
"Harry, most wizards marry right after school, besides if she is spoken for I need to negotiate with her and him for a release."
"Spoken for?"
"As in promised to be married to him."
"You're telling me that's still done to witches? That is a middle age custom."
"That is not the point. I intend to make her mine, it is the least I can do."
"You love her?"
"I've for some time now. Anyways, what are you planning?"
"I… I don't know. I think I would be happy with either of them, but it's the two of them I seem to be responsible for now. Oh, Neville what can I do?"
"Talk to their parents."
Harry had swallowed hard, thinking about Mrs. Weasley, and he didn't even really know the Grangers. 'Just a second! Both of them?'
"It's two girls! Their parents will not allow it, not to mention the law, isn't that illegal?"
"What do you mean illegal?"
"Well, it would be bigamy. That is illegal."
"How could it be illegal, what gives you that idea, it's ridiculous."
"Ahm. It is illegal as far as I know."
"Muggle law?" Neville shook his head. "Harry it is perfectly legal. And even if not as common as it was a hundred years ago, there are still quite a few multiple marriages. With wizards and witches, remember equal rights."
Harry made up his mind. He had to do it; it felt right as well as what they had done.
"What would I have to do?"
Neville sat down on a chair, facing his friend.
"Well, ask the girls and then talk to the parents. You will have to prove having the means to support them and their kids." Neville grinned wickedly. "Order a large supply of stamina potion and live happy ever after."
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by the dulcet voice of Mrs. Weasley. "WHAT?" He saw her half walking half running up to the house, followed by her husband. He remembered his talk with the girls.
He had nodded to Neville. "Do it together?" "I would like to."
The boys had walked into the living room.
"Hermione, Ginny Luna can we talk?" Harry had watched the girls and he then had been sure not only he had to do it for honour and their sake, but he wanted to, no needed to have them for the rest of his life. He would no longer be whole without them.
He had approached the girls on the sofa, getting to his knees. "Hermione, Ginny. Ginny, Hermione. I… will you, both of you consent to marry me? I've come to see that I do love both of you and I'd like to be the man to make you happy for the rest of your lives." He had wished for two rings but had none. He needed those rings badly they would never accept without a ring he feared. His magic had reacted to his need starting a soft glow, becoming brighter and brighter, almost blinding them. Then it had stopped and he had felt the rings in his hand.
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As the backdoor was flung open, the wrath of Molly Weasley was directed towards him.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! WE TRUSTED YOU AND YOU DISHONOURED OUR DAUGHTER! AND YOU GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY HOW COULD YOU DO THIS. I HAVE BROUGHT UP A SCARLET WOMAN, FLINGING HERSELF…"
That was when Harry lost it. "MRS. WEASLEY, YOU WILL NOT TALK LIKE THAT TO GINNY!" He thundered. Magic started to radiate from him, an aura of power surrounding him. "Sit and listen." Mrs. Weasley and all others in the room sat down immediately, jaws open, magic forcing them to obey.
"I will marry your daughter and Hermione as soon as possible. Either with your blessing the day she turns sixteen or without it on her seventeenth birthday. I demand to know whether she has been spoken for in order to negotiate a release contract. As of now, by wizarding custom I assume responsibility for her mental, physical and material wellbeing. I can easily support her, Hermione and any offspring that will be. None of this is up for discussion."
The glow slowly faded. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked shocked. Mr. Weasley spoke first, picking up a formal tone. "Harry, as head of the Weasley family I accept your proposal for my daughters Ginevra Molly and Hermione Jane. Welcome to the family son!" He smiled. "You still have to ask the Grangers though, Hermione is my daughter by magic and her legal and blood parents still need to agree." He stood and shook Harry's hand, hugging him. Mrs. Weasley still looked shocked. "Harry, Ginny Hermione I… I'm sorry. Oh, come on here all of you!" she pulled Harry and the girls in a bone-breaking hug. "I love you all, and I am really sorry."
The answer was unison. "It's ok, MUM!"
And then Mrs. Weasley broke down, sobbing Ron's name. The friends and family gathered together grieving yet the happiness still had its place.
Albus Dumbledore had arrived in time to witness the confrontation between the future Potter's head of family and Mrs. Weasley as had Remus together with Tonks. All of them Tom and Professor McGonagall stood on the parlour and watched the events amazed. The power Harry radiated was obvious to all. Its tendrils reaching for the girls and to less extend to Neville and Luna but to them as well were only seen by McGonagall and Dumbledore. As the family gathered only Dumbledore could see that Harry's aura overshadowed and lightened the grief of all others enveloping them in brightness, a brightness he associated with intense love.
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Molly Weasley wanted to commandeer Tom's kitchen to prepare breakfast. She met, for the second time today, someone she could not easily subdue.
"Mrs. Weasley." Tom smudged. "I am willing to let you do the cooking. I will however not have the young ones eat the typical British breakfast as long as they are in my house, my care, they will have healthy, balanced and low fat food." Mrs. Weasley prepared herself for a fight. Tom suddenly raised an eyebrow and stopped her by holding up his hand. "Do you know that you use magic to enforce your arguments?"
This startled Molly, as well as Dumbledore who had watched from the kitchen door.
"Mr. Triebenbacher, I would have noticed such a thing long ago. I assure you she does not." "Professor Dumbledore, I have some respect for your knowledge, Harry and Hermione speak highly of it. I felt however the change in the harmony, the music of my house the moment she wanted to argue. Such a change can only happen due to either very deep emotions or due to magic. As I felt a try to change my own melody I am positive it was magic."
Molly looked annoyed. First he accused her and then he didn't belief Dumbledore. "How could I? I would have to use wandless magic, which I can't or my wand which is still in my pocked."
"After breakfast we shall have to discuss this further." Dumbledore had not been able to ignore the absolute aplomb Tom showed.
"Very good idea, I do have a bunch of questions anyway." Turning to Mrs. Weasley he said. "May I watch your magic working in the kitchen, even if I tell you what to cook?" Mrs. Weasley didn't really know how to react. So she gave in. "Oh, alright, what do you want me to prepare?"
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The breakfast had been a success, even if there had been no sausages but jam, various kinds of fresh bread, cereals and lots of other stuff. Afterwards Tom had insisted in a training session for the Teens and had included Tonks and Remus. While those were doing Karate kata, stretching and other physical exercise the older Wizards and their host met in the living room again.
After two hours Tom called an end to the training and made them all shower while Molly prepared lunch.
As if they had been informed ahead of time (which they had not) the Weasley twins showed up, followed by Bill Weasley.
Feasting on sandwiches, cold tea with ice cubes, several juices and sliced vegetables, the group enjoyed their companionship.
The one thing Dumbledore was looking for happened again. Harry, obviously subconsciously dampened the grief with feelings of love and friendship.
'There is nothing stronger, no force more miraculous than love.' He thought, again.
The afternoon found the group relaxing in the garden. Sunbathing, lazing in the small pool were the main occupations. With the main heat of the day fading the Dojo was, once again, the place where the group assembled.
Albus Dumbledore opened the discussion.
"We need to establish what new abilities you gained and how to put them to the most effective use in our battle against Voldemort. This morning we have come to learn that it is not only the young ones who are able to field the new magic but that at least Mrs. Weasley is as well. As it is I would like to know what you youngsters have done already and I ask Mr. Triebenbacher to explain some workings and what to expect in the foreseeable future."
Mr. Weasley nodded. "I agree Albus; I however suggest we start with the explanation of what we are dealing with. So I think Mr. Triebenbacher should start."
This had been part of the discussion that occurred during the mornings training and Tom had prepared accordingly, a few diagrams and notes where readily in his hands.
"Ladies, Gentlemen." His lips twitched. "I would like to welcome you to the beginner's course in role-playing magic. The example for the day is the German game "The Dark Eye" which I have chosen because… well… it seems to work!" Nobody seemed to laugh.
"Tom that joke was really as bad as it gets." Remus comment met with widespread agreement.
"Well then not. Truth however is, this will be a beginners course." Tom changed his attitude; he now appeared serious and collected; a true Professor lecturing. "I shall give you a general overview on what we are dealing with. After that I will, with the help of Harry, go into some specifics, like how this magic and your magic differ. Eventually I am going to point to some of the most potentially useful spells and rituals. Is that agreeable?"
No one objected and Tom continued.
"Muggle science knows several concepts regarding energy fields as well as a few general basic forms of them. Electromagnetic fields, gravitational fields etc. It is, to my knowledge generally agreed upon that the stronger fields degrade faster with distance. This resulting in gravity being low in actual power is the omnipresent force in the universe, while electromagnetism is very strong at close range but does not extend its force widely. There are hypothesis dealing with the power of the human mind. So far nothing has been proven. That is where you wizards come in. And this is where we are leaving the hard facts of live. So follow me on my journey into the minds power." Tom earned a few smiles. He waved over to Harry with whom he had prepared the lecture. Harry picked up as they had agreed to. This was a move to ensure more openness, Harry was known and respected and Tom was not, yet.
"Magic, as used in TDE is based on the existence of energy fields. This means it is a form of energy that is ubiquitous. We do not know whether it is like the force, generated by all living beings or it is a kind of divine power, it could be a natural energy field. Whatever it is, we know it is manipulated via intend." He looked at Professor McGonagall. "Confidence, willpower and concentration are the key to spell casting." She seemed pleased that he had listened and learned what she had taught. "Wizards and RPGs use incantations and sometimes other tools to do magic. But both schools are aware and state that these tools are not always necessary. Wizards know wandless magic like aparitition and oclumency, TDE rules offer modifications to almost all spells for silent casting and so on. However, what is done is done by the same basic concepts. Concentration, confidence and willpower." Harry looked around, and for the first time he realised, he was a good teacher. Even Dumbledore and McGonagall nodded in agreement and had understood what he had said. Seeing the adoration in Ginny's and Hermione's eyes he blushed.
Tom had taken over and Harry tuned in again.
"… as we find them in the rules.
First of all, there is no difference in the basic energy that is used by any school of casters. Second, all schools have a set of basic rules which are considered essential to casting; those rules may however be overcome, difficult but possible for determined casters. Thirdly each school has a specific signature with its magic use. This is called a representation. Fourth, a representation forces the energy to behave in a specific pattern, using a predefined frequency or even behaviour pattern. Fifth, almost any spells can be in any of the varying representations as long as it does not contradict aforementioned. And as a last point, spells can be cast without understanding of the basic concepts of the school; rituals are unique to the school.
As an example should work the basic light spells. Any school knows one and they are identical in the basic effect, creating light."
He waved a signal to Harry who then cast three spells, the Lumos as everybody knew it, then he did another using an elven spell, which as Hermione remembered Ginny had show her and eventually he used some funny pidgin Latin incantation. Harry then explained. "The schools we are talking about have specialties; I'll give you the generals and then some." He took Ginny's hand and squeezed it. Kissing her and Hermione on the cheek, he stood and continued.
"The magic we're talking about knows several branches. These branches are just kind of a curriculum of spells with a similar use, like gathering information or combat or invocation etc. It classifies magical activity as spells or rituals. Spells are divided by meanings of how they work, via elemental or by using sheer force and so on. Rituals are just that, a set of activities to achieve a magical effect. And lastly there are potions. What, without doubt will please Snape." Ginny chuckled as did some others when Dumbledore said "Professor Snape, Harry."
"Now the schools. We have guild magic, kind of the physics approach. It resembles wizard magic in learning and how magic is looked upon, as a science. Then there is elven magic. It evolves around a harmony or melody in all things and by altering that melody changing things. Witches belief magic to be part of the earth they work magic by using emotions as a focus. Druids use willpower and the power of the elements. Only guild mages see magic as a tool only, the other schools have some kind of balance thought involved." Harry concluded his lecture and sat down.
"There is a huge potential in the magic we are talking about." Tom looked around. "This is a game for fights between the good and the bad. There are things like evoking demons and other stuff that I have not heard about in your magic. So if this Voldemort guy should learn those things we would have a massive problem. Now we have reached the main difference in the two magic forms. You have things like household spells and much more, mostly for day to day use. This magic has no such thing. This spells and rituals have been invented with adventures in mind. While you have way more spells this magic is build for efficiency in a constant war situation."
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Harry, Ginny and Hermione sat in the Dojo. They had said goodbye to Neville and Luna who had an appointment with her father. The older wizards and Tom had once again met in the living room.
The three teens were working on their relationship problem. Harry picked up an emerald and put it onto a small metal dish.
"What do you think your parents will say, Hermione?"
"I'm not sure, they are used to weird things but we never talked about traditions in wizard society. I simply don't know."
"They love you, they will want you happy for sure, and we will do our best to make you happy, won't we Harry?" Ginny using chalk drew a line on the floor.
"Yes, we will. Besides it is not as if we are going to marry next week. We will finish our education."
Ginny paused from painting an intricate pattern on the ground.
"Harry, are you really willing to do this?"
"Yes." Hermione added. "Is it really us or is it your do-the-right-and-honourable thing again?"
Harry, playing with a large cylindrical object, stared into the dark outside the Dojo, thinking what to say. And then, suddenly he heard a voice in his head. A song he could not remember where he had heard it. It was the perfect answer. He started
"Where your love, is put your heart, guard these moments well.
Where your dream are, put your hopes, you know they will not fail you.
When the sun rises in the morning, you wake up and find her yawning.
When the wind blows strong and cold, she'll be with you until you grow old.
Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do, if your dreams came true?"
His magic started to flare, embracing the girls. His form shimmered as if overlay with another and the girls almost seemed to hear him sing with two voices.
He continued the song, smiling lovingly at his girls and he put every ounce of love he had for them in it; and every ounce of grief, for Ron, his parents, Sirius and all the others who had died; and all the love he had for the Weasleys, McGonagall, Remus Dumbledore, even his aunt and uncle. All the love and all the grief and all the hope he had.
He sang the last lines, the Dojo was illuminated in a brightness that would have blinded anyone if not it had been the gentlest and most mellow and caring light.
"And inside my lovely house with satin green shutters, there would be children.
The most lovely children in the world.
And even when the skies are grey, we would be happy, for we have love.
The most lovely love in the world.
I would write it down on the wind, just for you, just for you.
And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days."
Slowly the light faded. The girls had been given their answer. They had felt his answer. Harry was still focused on the dark outside, not a cold menacing dark, but a warm comforting cloak covering the world.
Ginny looked at Hermione and smiled. 'He loves us.' She seemed to say.
Hermione nodded. 'Yes, he does.' Their eyes found Harry's. 'We love you too.'
Hermione focused on her book again.
Ginny placed a large chunk of mould on the floor and started an incantation. Hermione looked up, analysing what she saw and heard. Her jaw fell. She whispered to Harry. "Did you know she would do this?" Harry looked up and while screwing two cylinders together asked. "Do what?"
"Harry! She is evoking a humus elemental!"
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AN: All translations (to English) of rules, incantations and other things regarding "The Dark Eye" are done by me. They are most likely not what is or will be what the official ones will be.