A.N. Welcome to the next chapter of Clash of Prophecies. Before we get to the chapter let me answer a few questions.
ThomasNealy: In regards to the questions in your review. Yes Harry does hate his relatives, he is going by the classic the ceasefire until the common nuisance is gone, it's easier to work with someone you don't like rather than subjugate them. In this story, Harry is smarter than canon and is very observant. The reason he is asking for more work is simple he is using them to train consider it like D-Rank missions. As for him tipping people, he needs Ollivanders help, he uses his own judgment to determine the man to be a neutral party to possibly turn ally.
SwagisforLosers: Interesting name btw. In the Naruto timeline Harry is a year older than Naruto and Sasuke, with the memories he received he will be on par with the kids when he finds them by self-training. He finds the elemental countries just as they are graduating the Academy.
Dovakiin4578: Here is the next chapter just for you!
Parthaker: Good points I will keep that in mind. Thanks. On the point of the snake he snuck it in. the teachers don't know about it. Mind you they will eventually find out.
Beginning of Genin Training: The Sorting
Harry rushed around his inn room making sure he had put everything away. His mind was in turmoil, last night he had finally gone and used the memory seal that his ancestor had provided. While he was asleep, he assimilated almost the entirety of Madara's life. With the blocks gone he was able to swiftly sort and comprehend the memories. His first impression of the man went something along the lines of 'Holy Shit I wanna be just like him, with out the mind rape of course. '
Madara was a man of honor and cunning and he was deeply loyal to his friends and family. It embodied everything Harry wanted to be as a person. He learned of the existence of chakra, it surprised him that people could tap into their own spiritual energy and physical energy to make an external force that could devastate massive areas of land. He chuckled to himself. 'Not very stealthy for ninja are they.' Finally assured that he had everything he made his way downstairs with his trunk in hand. Waving goodbye to Tom the barman he walked out of the Leaky Cauldron and waved over a taxi. Giving his instructions to the driver, he sat back and thought about all the information he had assimilated up to this point.
The reading of his parent's wills had been the day before, he was both comforted and extremely upset by it. He had learned that Albus Dumbledore was supposed to have been the executer of the wills. The man was the Headmaster of a school why was he in charge of their personal affects. He had left that puzzle alone for now. Another mystery had come up in the form of his Godfather Sirius Black who was currently residing in Azkaban for a crime he did not commit if the will was to be believed. It was written in black and white the names of the marauders and their animagus forms. Peter Pettigrew was listed as the secret keeper bound by Dumbledore, so what was the point of keeping his godfather imprisoned. He thought for a few moments about it before the answer came to him. Control! The old coot wants control over me, most likely due to the prophecy mentioned in the wills.
He was broken from his musings when the taxi driver signaled that they had arrived, paying the man he turned his back as the car sped off. He lifted his trunk thankful for the spells on his trunk and the set of wheels he installed himself that he had bought from a muggle luggage store. He wheeled it over to the barrier and looked at it, making sure it was the one that Tom the barman had described to him. He heard a loud noise from the red headed family behind him, the mother was talking loud and shrilly about muggles. He frowned as he passed through, wasn't there a statuette of secrecy of something he remembered reading about it. He stepped through the barrier and was glad of the fact that his abilities could be used to change his appearance there were so many people; he had lengthened his hair to about shoulder length and kept it tied back in a low ponytail so it kind of sprayed across his shoulders, his attire screamed leave me alone. Made up entirely of black articles of clothing he looked rather gothic. He had gotten the idea from teenagers he had seen at the local mall. He had even gone up to them to get their help; it had been a whirlwind after that. He had taken the clothing items to Madame Malkins afterward and had them charmed with growth charms.
He now sat quietly in a spot in an empty compartment. He had a close fitting black trench coat with a silvery lining on the inside the back was adorned with the Uchiha crest, a smaller studded collar was around his neck, his ear had been pierced and was now adorned with a single silver ring that had a clear glass bead on it. He wore baggy black cargo pants that tucked into military style boots. His black shirt had a decal of a smaller Uchiha crest on it right in the center of his back; overall, he cut a rather intimidating figure for an eleven year old. He fished about in the library compartment of his trunk for the book he had been reading. It was on the clan politics of Konoha. He had pulled it from his mokeskin pouch two days ago and translated the scrolls with the help of the goblins into a book. It covered the founding of Konoha and the personal histories of Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara extensively. It was fascinating; both men were totally amazing and very deep. The insights from both now framed Harry's way of thinking influencing him greatly. A pair of red heads poked into his compartment.
"Hey Fred, what do we have here eh?" the first asked.
"It's a scary looking firsty, George." The other deadpanned.
"Quite right you are my dear fellow, who is he though?"
Harry raised an amused eyebrow and smirked at them.
"You could just ask you know." He told them his amusement tingeing his voice.
They both looked at him to find him staring back the book now closed on his lap.
"Sooo who are you." Fred asked.
"Harry Potter, pleased to meet you." He answered.
The sudden silence was deafening. After about five minutes, the twins seemed to come to their senses.
"No way, you can't be him, now seriously who are you." George said seriously.
"Sorry to disappoint you but I seriously am Harry Potter." Harry said patiently holding up his heirs ring as proof.
"Blimey you really are him, you look nothing like we expected at all. Everyone seems to think you will be a mini clone of your dad's with green eyes." Fred said quietly.
"Well everyone shall be quite surprised then, especially since I don't believe I am going into Gryffindor either like most people seem to speculate. I feel like I have more of a Slytherin mind set. I like to think of it a well laid prank on the wizarding world as a whole doing the opposite of what is expected of me." Harry mused missing the twins alarmed and then very amused looks.
"Well if it's pranks you want, we're definitely the guys to go to. Curiosity's sake why Slytherin?"
"I like to out think people and maneuver the situations I find myself in to my advantage. I also like politics. I could probably make it equally in all the houses since the virtues inter connect anyway." He said garnering incredulous looks from the twins.
"What do you mean?" they asked.
Harry gave them a similar speech to the one he gave the potions master. After he was finished speaking they looked at each other for a moment silently conversing.
"You know I don't think that we have ever had a single person to completely and utterly change our minds like that before. Ever. Congratulations for being the first person to do so. If you do get into Slytherin please talk to us still, the rivalry between Gryffindor and that house is out of hand. It needs someone to bridge the gap." Fred said quietly.
"Well we have to go say goodbye to the folks. Talk to you later Harry." They waved and bounced off while Harry took out his mp3 player and stuck the earphones in and turned it on. Yet another thing the Goblins came through on enchanting the little machine to run of his magic instead of a battery. He turned it on and settled back into the reading as the train started to move. They were a few hours underway before someone came in and bothered him, he had finished about a third of the scrolls he had with him. he knew he was going to need plenty of review on them but he liked being able to get an overview of what he was going to be working on. He looked up as he heard the compartment door slide open. A bushy haired girl poked her head in,
"Hello have you seen a toad? Neville here has lost one." She said primly. Harry barely kept from rolling his eyes.
"No I haven't have you asked an older student to summon it for you, that might take less time." He replied looking back down at his scroll.
"What are you reading that's definitely not a school book. I've already finished all mine they were so wonderful, did you know…"
"Do you even think about what you read or do you take the information at face value… er whatever your name is." He brought her up short.
"My name is Hermione." She said indignantly.
"Meh, you never introduced yourself, just your companion." He waved away her objection. She had the decency to blush.
"Look a word of advice, people won't think you're smart if you just spout off about what you read all the time, it's actually rather annoying. If you want to make friends get your head out of the books and come down to earth with the rest of us humanoids. Now please I'd like to be left in peace now, please leave." He finished going back to his scroll. Hermione just stood their gaping, then letting herself be dragged off by Neville. Three cars down the occupants had to cover their ears from her shrill voice as she broke from her stupor.
"THE NERVE OF THAT BOY!"
Harry sighed as he heard her faint screech. It wasn't his fault if she couldn't handle the truth. About a half hour later the trolly lady came through, he paid a few knuts for a chocolate frog and a cauldron cake. He nibbled as he stared out the window for a while as he listened to music. He was extremely happy that the goblins kept up on other advances in the wizarding nations. Technomancy was an American advancement. He watched as the sun started to set as the train raced onward. The door of his compartment slammed open startling him from his revelry. He turned with a scowl to the intruders, a blonde haired boy stood with a larger boy to his right and a skinnier taller boy to the left. The set-up reminded him of his cousin and his gang.
"Hey you there, I heard Harry Potter was on the train. Have you seen him?" The blonde demanded. Harry regarded the boy in front of him carefully for a moment before answering.
"Did you know that in polite society there is such a thing call knocking? It is a gesture commonly used when a door is closed to announce oneself in a civil manner." Harry said still frowning. The blonde bristled at the jab but said nothing because Harry continued.
"To answer your question, yes I have seen Harry Potter many times in fact. However, today I have not seen him no." Harry answered casually. Confusion flitted across the boy's face.
"How can you have seen him so many times, He hasn't been seen since he defeated the dark lord."
"Let's just say he and I are really close and leave it at that. A point though he was raised outside of the wizarding world so do not judge him if he is a little ignorant please." Harry said thoroughly amused about speaking about himself in the third person. The boy looked aghast at that revelation.
"He's a Hero and Knows nothing about the world he saved. He was raised by muggles. That's Horrible."
"So was I you know, not all of them are so ignorant. Just because you don't understand the culture doesn't mean you need to hate them as a whole." Blondie was flabbergasted he had just spent the past several minutes talking to a muggle born and hadn't known it.
"You act like a pureblood though how is it that your muggleborn, and how do they know about us."
"Stories, most are ignorant and don't believe, but then there's the few who don't care one way or the other. I'm one of those few who take things in stride and learn as I go by talking to all forms of people from different stations and walks of life. I'm not going to impress my opinion on others before I learn their views and why they see it that way." Harry said simply still happy about being able to fool the young man. Deception was a ninja's friend after all and who was he to dissuade preconceptions. Blondie looked thoughtful, the boy in front of him made a good point, at least a better one than his father made.
"Well I have to get back to my friends see you around school, I will think on what you said." Blondie spoke still thoughtful, "Crabbe, Goyle come!" the command was acknowledged by two sharp grunts and the trio made there way back to where they came from. It was only after they had settled back down that Draco cursed he had never learned the boy's name.
Harry chuckled to himself as he changed to his robes, it was so easy to mess with peoples heads. He had decided after learning of Madara that he wanted to be a quote "Ninja-Wizard." It would probably seem stupid to everyone else but he was happy so nobody else's opinion really mattered. He was hoping to talk to blondie again though, he was amusing. The train finally started slowing as it pulled into what was it Tom had said Hogsmeade Station. Harry was sure he remembered it correctly, he left his trunk as instructed and disembarked observing his surroundings as best he could in the dark. He followed the sound of the half-giant's familiar voice to the other first years. They embarked in boats across a large lake presumably towards the school. At first glance the castle was impressive indeed, not really Harry's style personally but beautiful to look at. Kind of like a post card really, they disembarked from the little enchanted dinghies and made their way as a group up to the castle where they were met by a rather stern Professor by the name of McGonogall. Harry searched his mind for the familiar name immediately the information came to him just as fast. Professor of Transfiguration and secondary Godmother to himself. He scowled briefly before his face fell back into the easy going mask he wore.
He tuned out her introduction getting the gist of it from the few words he bothered to listen to. He eyeballed his surroundings looking for potential threats and exits the way his Ancestors memories and scrolls told him to. They finally walked into the Great Hall, he heard the Hermione girl spouting off some fact or another that she had read about and rolled his eyes. Another red headed boy was going on and on about being his best friend even though the boy didn't even know him. Come to think of it he looked a lot like Fred and George whom he met on the train, a brother or cousin perhaps? He'd have to ask. Scanning the crowd he found Blondie posturing to anyone who would listen. What a worthless waste of time, if you wanted respect you had to earn it like everyone else. The professor brought out an old stool and a hat. They watched as the brim split along the seam and to Harry's chagrin it started singing, to be fair though it did have a good voice on it.
"Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap! "
McGonogall unfurled an official looking scroll and began reading names from the list.
Abbot, Hannah! HUFFLEPUFF!
And Harry tuned out only idly noticing Hermione getting into Gryffindor. He leaned idly against the wall waiting until his name was finally called.
Potter, Harry:
He sidled up to the stool moving loosely fully aware of everyone's attention on him. Unconsciously he waited for an attack of some sort. He sat down and accepted the Hat placing it on his head. He felt something similar to a tingling sensation crawling across his scalp.
'My, my what a wonderful mind you have here, so very unique.'
'Who are you' he asked mentally instantly defensive.
'Ah, I am the sorting hat, no Harry your shield will not work on me. you will just give yourself a headache for trying.'
Harry released the control of his beginning Occlumency shields and shrugged.
'You are certainly very ambitious , trying to get to the forbidden continents is a fools task, but with the knowledge you possess you may just manage it. I wish you luck in that endeavor.'
'Just sort me please.'
'But your mind is so interesting, brimming with all sorts of knowledge the likes I have never seen before. All of the founders would be fighting over you my boy, you actually grasped the concept behind the houses. So remarkable not even Dumbledore was able to do that.'
' I'll figure out a way to have you examine my mind later. They're staring at me.'
'What you don't like being the center of attention? You really would do well in all houses, where to put you? ' The hat lightly teased.
' If it helps any I speak to snakes now hurry because They are STARING AND IT'S BEYOND CREEPY!'
The students jumped as the Hat started choking on it's laughter.
"Very well Mr. Potter, better be SLYTHERIN!" The sorting hat yelled out, the normally composed table broke out into Enthusiastic applause with some wolf whistles thrown in. Harry rose and plucked the hat off his head handing it back to McGonogall who too it blankly in shock. Dumbledore choked on his drink and the other reactions were varied. He walked silently over to the House of Snakes and sat down at the end of the table fishing his scroll from his pocket to continue reading. He idly noticed the Weasley twins call their congratulations to him, earning them all some oddball looks from their own house and his. He shrugged it off though he did note that the relative they had in his year looked like he had been totally betrayed. Eh well sucks to be him.
"Why?!" Harry continued to read as the voice reached him, he replied with out looking up.
"Why what?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were Harry Potter?"
"Does it really matter so much? You never gave your name either you know." Harry said pointedly.
"Of course it matters your one of the most influential people in our world."
"Which is exactly why I didn't tell you in the first place." Harry said matter of factly, finally looking up to stare at Blondie.
"You still haven't introduced yourself you know. Plus your catching flies."
"Draco Malfoy." Blondie finally said holding out his hand. Harry stood and shook it with a short bow, his eyes never leaving Draco's.
"Please sit down," he invited waving to the seat in front of him. Draco sat still rather confused.
"I see your confused so let me make things clearer for you." Harry said. Draco looked at him curiously.
"What do you think of when you think of my name Harry Potter. Do you think of Harry Potter the actual boy or Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived?"
Draco thought for a moment. "The title" he said distinctly, "that's the first thing that come to mind."
"That is exactly why I did not tell you immediately, I want to be known for me not some stupid title they gave me. All that title does is remind me I lost my parents to a mad man that split his soul." He said quietly, except the entire table could hear them it had gotten so quiet people had actually stopped eating to listen. Several of the older years had cast eavesdropping charms on them from the other end of the table so they could hear. Harry continued on, not really caring whether they heard or not.
"I am trying to work around the misconceptions people have of me and am trying to gain recognition by my own merit." Harry said with conviction. Flint spoke up,
"Hey Potter you sure you were sorted right you sound like a Puff!"
"Yes, didn't you know hard work and ambition are closely intertwined, according to the hat I belong in all of the houses equally." Harry replied earning looks of incredulity.
"Then how did you get here? I mean to everyone else we're evil." a blonde haired girl spoke up.
"I chose it essentially." He stated honestly earning looks of shock from nearly everyone. He looked at them and stated.
"What I like snakes!" That was all it took for the dam to break Draco started laughing at the blatently honest comment followed by Flint and the Blonde girl. The rest of the Table swiftly followed. The other tables were silent from shock.
"Your all right Potter." Flint called from his seat. Harry gave a small smile and turned back to his food.
Up at the Head Table
The teachers were eating dinner and discussing the up and coming semester and the newly sorted students.
"I'm telling you Albus none of us saw this coming. Everyone though he would follow his parents." Minerva said.
"Yes well, we will definitely have to keep an eye on young Mr. Potter then won't we. We don't need an up and coming Dark Lord on our hands after all."
"Oh, honestly Albus don't judge the boy so harshly he's only eleven for Merlin's sake." Ponoma Sprout sniffed into her goblet.
"I agree with Ponoma he may just have what it takes to bring the poor houses reputation out of the dirt." Fillius chimed in.
Albus sighed at his colleagues input before turning to the black haired man sitting to his right who had remained suspiciously silent.
"What do you think Severus?"
Severus snorted at the amount of interest in the boy. "Only time will tell, we shall see if he's as big of an idiot his father was or not. Apparently he has a brain and a backbone somewhere though other wise he would not be in my house it's better that then mindless brawn." He smirked slightly at the Lioness Mistress of Gryffindor who bristled at the subtle jab at her house.
The teachers suddenly became aware of a voracious round of laughter coming from the dining students, their eyes found the perpetrators well enough at the Slytherin Table.
"Well I'll be," Fillius murmured. "They're all laughing."
Severus let out a little smirk at the display, and turned back to the conversation. Maybe the boy wouldn't be so bad after all.
First Weekend, Find your inner Shinobi
Harry was tired, his new classes were kind of stressful as he settled into a new routine. He was currently out doors on the grounds near a copse of willow. It wasn't to bad here at Hogwarts but when your homework was done it was rather boring. Today he was going to spend time working on his Occlumency and trying to manipulate his chakra. He settled into Lotus position with a leaf resting on each hand. He slowed his breathing as he retreated inside himself. He found himself seemingly in his ancestors village when it was newly built. He looked around with interest as he realized exactly what he could do for defenses with this. He wandered his mindscape for a bit, encountering random memories from earlier in the week.
FLASHBACK
Harry sat and listened to his head of house as he read off the list of rules committing the silently to memory.
We are a family, we shall present a united front.
Any conflict between housemates shall be conducted in a civil manner in the common room. If you see the need to have it escalate come to me to authorize a duel.
If you want to make trouble don't get caught, if you do get caught try to implement someone else. If you cannot bow out gracefully and please do not start something you cannot finish.
Keep you grades a minimum of at least an A in all base courses.
"There are personal rooms for everyone here, you get to pick the room you want for yourselves there is also a dorm room for those who wish to share. The rooms range in decoration from opulent to basic, you will have to pick the room you want and earn your right to it against the other students. The older students already have established rooms. You may switch with another person later if they are amiable to it. However, if you do choose to have your own room it is your responsibility to look after it. Not the Hogwarts House Elves. You will be submitted to a random weekly inspection no exceptions. It will be performed by either myself or one of the prefects." He said silkily eyeing Malfoy who was fidgeting.
"Now you are dismissed."
Severus watched as the first years, scuttled off trying to establish the pecking order. His eyes were drawn to a lone figure seated on the couch who was absentmindedly fiddling with a quill.
"Are you not going to go choose a room?" he asked raising an eyebrow at the youth. Harry looked up at him.
"I will." He said simply. "Once they have tired themselves out. I will probably choose the plainest since there is no need for opulence on my part. I like things simple." He stated plainly. Severus regarded him for a moment.
"You know what this is about then?" Harry simply nodded.
"In this environment you need to look underneath the underneath. That suits me just fine." Harry rose placing the rouge quill on a table, meandering over to the stack of trunks in the corner he selected his own and a birdcage before wandering off to find the simplest room. Severus stared long after the boy's figure retreated. Harry walked down the hall slightly poking his head in at the various arguing students. He looked across the hall and into a medium sized plain room with nothing but a bed and a wardrobe the widow looked out into a shallower portion of the lake. Light trickled in staining the cold stone walls a lovely shade of blue-green. Harry smiled to himself, this was perfect. He knew from the talk with his head of house that things were not what they seemed to be. Ah, well he knew he'd have fun finding out the secrets of this little dungeon room. Harry poked his head out and looked across the hall seeing the Italian boy who had joined them at their table last, Blaise something or other.
"Hey, got a minute?" he called getting the other boy's attention.
"Yes, Potter?" Blaise eyed him critically he had just won his room. Harry held his hands up a basic white flag.
"I'm happy where I am thank you." He said causing the other to relax slightly. "I was wondering if you would like to set up a schedule for the shower and bathroom we need to share to make things easier."
Blaise thought about it then nodded. "Seems reasonable, in the morning then?"
"Sure, definitely glad you're my neighbor." Harry shrugged grinning easily. His mask flawless. Blaise nodded and went back to unpacking.
Flash Back End
Harry brushed the memory aside to its proper place and walked further in. He reached a tower in the center of the village and walked inside. He could feel that this was the right place. His magic pulsated like a heart beat while his chakra thrummed like electricity beneath it. He by passed his magical core and dove straight into the chakra, manipulating it out along his limbs and getting a feel for it. After he surfaced from his mind, he could finally feel the chakra consciously in his body. He placed a leaf to his forehead and tried using his chakra to stick it there. He took several tries before he regulated enough to just get it to stick. It took him over an hour to do it, he could feel the chakra rushing through him like a flood. He stopped as he saw the sky dim for the evening and walked back inside dusting himself off as he went. He sat down silently at the house table dinner was just starting. He filled his plate with a balanced meal of grilled fish, vegetables and a small roll. Pouring himself some water he ate briskly so he would finish before the majority of his house-mates got there. Unknown to him, several people were watching him.
"Well at least the boy eats right, he still seems rather skinny though. Should we send him to see Poppy for a check up?" Minerva spoke up.
"Let's wait a week or so till the boy is settled."
"Severus how is he with the others?"Fillius piped up.
"Introverted mainly, rather aloof he seems to not care about any form of Hierarchy or of the politics that plague the children of my house. If he were more arrogant I would believe he thought himself above the rules. All I sense from him though is a quiet confidence." Severus admitted having taken a fair amount of time to observe the last Potter.
" 'Arry was a quiet 'un when I gots to im. Didn't really ask many questions of me. Seem'd liken 'e was rather independent like." Hagrid spoke up. "E' was outrageously skinny to. I don' think those ruddy muggles fed 'im much."
Severus cast a sidelong look at Hagrid who was back happily talking to Sprout. So the wonder child might have been starved? That was new, he might have to talk to his little quiet snake sooner than he thought.
Harry rose and left the great hall finishing as everyone else trickled in. He walked down to his room and shut the door. Locking it with a quick culloportus spell, he had looked it up earlier. Going to his trunk he let out his snake from the terrarium, he got a mouse from another terrarium in the trunk and let it loose in the floor so Szyaelaporro could hunt. He had re-named the creature after an anime he had seen part of. He pulled forth his ancestor's memories and started going through the beginning kata for the Uchiha style tai-jutsu. This was going to be his nightly ritual so he could commit it to muscle memory. After completing his ten set and warming down, he collected Syzael up and set the albino snake back in his terrarium. He finally fell on to his bed and slept slipping into his mind space to start the upgrades.
A.N. that's it for now folks. I am trying not to have him learn to much to fast. I tank every one who took the time to review and would like to remind people to check out my other stories. I hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will come soon.