A/N It was pointed out that Berserker's noble phantasm works like a battery that runs on mana/magic. They weren't wrong and I forgot to explain how that is affected in my last author note. In the Fate series there are two different types of magic: there's the world magic or mana that flows through the earth and air, then there's od or prana (I'm not sure which one it is but for the sake of my mentality I'm using prana) this is the magic found inside of people.
Berserker's noble phantasm absorbs the mana of the world which allows her to fight continuously. From what I've found in the series mana is more common in places filled with life like forests. I thought that cities would have a lot less mana than a place like the Forbidden Forest. I'm not sure if that kind of logic applies to the Fate series or not but I honestly thought that was how it worked. I'm sorry if I screwed it up but if I did I'll try to fix it later.
Oh and I got the Dursley's address wrong. It's #4 not #12 sorry for getting that wrong and thank you for pointing it out.
With Jason right after Berserker jumped
Jason kept his eye on Dante as he dodged several fire bolts. "Now why would you go and do something as stupid as that little rat. You could have stayed out of our affairs but no, you had to stick your nose where it didn't belong. Of course I now have a legitimate reason to kill you. Ignis Falcon." A blazing bird flew at Jason but he didn't move. Instead he slammed the tip of his wand into the bird and directed it to the sky.
"You aren't dealing with a third rate wizard Dante. Ever since I was 13 I have been hunting down Death Eaters and the people who allied themselves with those scumbags. More than a handful of mages aided Voldemort and his followers; so taking you on really isn't that much trouble." Jason said with a confident grin plastered on his face. Dante sent blasts of fire at Jason but he either danced around them or sent them flying in some other direction. To the men watching their fight it was a duel between masters of their respective craft. A master wizard vs a master mage.
"Enough of this game." Dante's legs glowed green for a moment before he rocketed to Jason and delivered a kick to his abdomen. Jason gritted his teeth and sucker punched Dante. Both launched a frenzy of spells at the other. Dante threw birds, chains, and spears made of fire while Jason dodged and sent bone-breakers and paralyzers in return. It was a deadly dance that would have surely been noticed by everyone in the area if Dante's cannon fodder weren't so busy keeping up a muggle barrier.
"Sir, we need to chase that servant down or all of our asses are on the line. Leave the wizard to the four of us and send out a message whenever you find her." Dante looked at them and then back to the man that was giving him so much trouble. It was an insult to his pride to run from a fight like this. A filthy rat was taking up his time when he should be tracking down that servant.
"Very well, but know that if you fail to defeat this rat I will personally track you down and end your worthless existence. Someone that can't even defeat a rat doesn't deserve to be in my presence." Dante turned and ran for his motorcycle while two of the cannon fodder went to fight Jason.
"Sending your subordinates to clean up your mess huh, you're practically a Death Eater yourself." The two that came at Jason didn't give him much time to say anything else. Their arms glowed and chains shot out of the ground, soaring at Jason. He jumped to the right to avoid being caught but unlike the flame spells used by Dante these didn't disappear. All Jason could do was dodge left and right to avoid being caught but the constant moving was tiring him out. If he didn't find a way to end the fight soon he was done for. The chains went wide this time and circled him; they were closing in fast so he put his wand into his pocket and closed his eyes.
Right before the chains captured Jason he shrank and turned into a hawk. He flew high into the air with a level of grace that only a bird could possess. The mages followed his movements as best as they could but were blinded by the sun. Jason knew that this was his moment to strike. He dive-bombed past the chains and straight past the cannon fodder, when his talons touched the ground Jason turned back into a human, pulled out his wand, and tried to hit the two of them with stunners. However, before he could utter the incantation a small crystal hit him in the chest and he disappeared.
One of the two mages that had been keeping up the barrier stood above the gem triumphantly. He pointed to the others and grinned. "That is how you take down an enemy."
"What the hell was that and why didn't you do it sooner?" Yelled cannon fodder #1.
"I bought some gems off of a Tohsaka a few years ago. Sadly they only have one use before they shatter but it caught the wizard didn't it?" Replied cannon fodder #2 while cannon fodder #3 fixed the door that Berserker sent flying. (Screw it; it takes too long to type cannon fodder. From now on #1 is Dave, #2 is Bill, #3 is Bob, and #4 is Sherry. Yes they are all dudes I just like being a jerk to antagonists.)
"I still don't see why you didn't use it before we almost died." Said Dave.
"What part of one use do you not understand?" Yelled Bill.
"Can all of you shut up and get in the car. We need to catch up to Dante or we are monetarily fucked. Bill, pick up the wizard and throw him in the trunk. Dave, stop complaining and Bob thank you for getting that door fixed." Sherry said as he started the car. Bill chuckled and scratched the back of his head.
"Yeah, funny thing really, we can't move that gem. Once it catches someone it can't be moved to a new location." The three looked at him with killing intent. "It's not my fault. That black haired bastard sold me cheap crap for full price. I'm the victim here."
"You better hope Dante sees it that way you dumbass." Said Sherry as everyone hopped into the car and drove off. It took a couple of hours before the crystal shattered and Jason was released.
"Freedom!" Jason yelled before falling to the ground. He looked around and didn't see any evidence of the mages. He cast a Tempus charm and saw that two hours had passed. Jason ran up to the house and opened the door of #4 Private Drive. On the couch were two people that looked like they were women although it was hard for him to be certain. He walked further into the house and noticed the smell of wine instantly. It was so strong that he almost threw up but he made his way down the hallway with his wand drawn.
He had to step over a very fat man that was passed out in the floor. Jason's eyes were drawn to the cupboard but something at the back of his mind was telling him to ignore it and continue to the stairs. He almost did but he was able to catch the smell of blood coming from behind the door. With his wand at the ready he pulled on the handle and saw that the locks had been ripped off. Inside the cupboard was a sight that sent him on an instant warpath. There was a small thin cloth on the floor and it was dark red. There were red patches all over the cupboard and the smell was all too familiar. Jason had dealt with eight cases of abuse in his life and it was never a pretty thing, but this was something else.
His eyes slowly drifted to the man on the floor. To call him fat or obese would be the understatement of the century. Jason pointed his wand at the man and sent the smallest speck of fire at his hand. The fat oaf woke up instantly howling in pain and cursing god. "What the hell is going on? You what is a freak like you doing in my house? Get the hell out. I don't want your kind here." Jason had heard enough and with a flick of his wand the man was pressed against the wall.
"What is your name?" Jason asked quietly.
"Vernon now get out-" Jason slapped him to shut him up.
"Do you know where the child that was in that cupboard is now?"
"Are you telling me that the little freak escaped?" Vernon yelled in outrage.
"I don't think you understand the position you're in right now. I am a wizard who finds children that can't control their magic and I help them. My father was a devout Christian so when he found out that I had magic he tried to drown me in a lake. I have empathy for every scared child out there in the world. So when I find a magical child who is being abused by filth like you I can't help but get a little violent. You clearly hold no love for that child so I will ask you one final question. What is the child's name?"
"That freak is Harry Potter. He is a freak like his parents and the rest of you lot." Vernon's face was turning purple with rage until he was dropped to the floor. He stood and went to hit Jason but that was a mistake. Jason sidestepped the punch and jammed his wand into Vernon's arm before hitting it with a bone breaker curse. He fell to the ground crying out in pain. Jason pointed his wand at Vernon's throat and lifted him up.
"I take back what I said. You are going to answer every question I ask and not one of them is going to be gentle." Jason heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was a boy half as fat as Vernon.
"What are you doing to my dad?" Jason pointed his wand at the child.
"Stupefy." The boy fell down unconscious but it sent Vernon into a rage.
"What did you do to my son you freak?"
"I was kind enough to put him to sleep so he wouldn't see what I do to you and the rest of your family. Now then, tell me everything I want to know."
The Roof of Harry's School
I woke up and instantly felt better than I had in a long time. Opening my eyes I saw that it was early in the morning. Wait a minute, where the hell am I? Looking around I realized I was on top of the school in Surrey. That was when everything from the other day came flooding back. I shivered and noticed that I wasn't wearing a shirt, oh right it got incinerated by that mage. I went into panic mode because I couldn't see Berserker anywhere. "Berserker!" I called out. "No, this can't be happening. I grabbed her before disappearing. I couldn't have left her there alone. Berserker!" I felt like breaking down in tears but I heard a thud behind me.
I turned around as an area glowed blue and Berserker appeared from the light. I wiped my eyes and mentally scolded myself for thinking I had abandoned her. "Are you ok Berserker?" She nodded her head and held up a notebook. I walked closer and saw that she had written in it. I entered the school to grab this so we could communicate better. It took longer than I expected. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug. I honestly don't know if it's more for me or her. "I thought that you were still with that mage. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you Berserker. I guess I really am pathetic."
She pushed me back and shook her head. She pulled a pencil from her ear and wrote something else. You acted as a shield for my sake. Then you brought us here, away from danger. If you had fought him you would have lost. Your actions saved us both. I smiled and looked out to the road next to the school.
"I'm happy that you think that way but I'm still weak. I need to go somewhere with a better selection of books. Can you make me invisible as well?" She shook her head. "Alright, then I need you to find a shirt that I can wear. It would be bad if someone saw me walking around half naked. After that we'll need to go to a library in London so that I can get some important information." Berserker handed me the notebook. Why do you need to go to a Library?
"The library here doesn't have any books on how to recover from malnutrition. There might be something in London because it has a higher population." I saw Berserker smile before turning invisible and jumping away.
I played the waiting game and kept staring at the sky. I was expecting some feeling of elevation to come with being free but the only difference I could see in myself was that I felt lighter. So nothing about yesterday was a dream, which is both fantastic and disheartening. Those five mages probably won't stop hunting me and Berserker until we're caught or dead. Then there was that other guy that told us to make a run for it. Was he after us because of a similar reason or was he there to help us. God damn it. I'm glad to be free and all but this is so confusing
It didn't take her long to return with a dark blue shirt. I grabbed it from her and put it on. It felt tight compared to what I normally wore and the sleeves were too long but I loved it. I looked up at her and saw those mismatched eyes again. "Thank you Berserker. Can you get us to London like you did yesterday?" With a nod she picked me up and started running. It was a smoother ride than yesterday but that was probably because we aren't in danger. She stopped in an empty alley and put me down. Berserker handed me the notebook. What do we do from here?
"Let's go into a shop and ask for directions to a library. If they ask questions we should make a run for it. We shouldn't rely on what I did yesterday because I don't know if I can do it again. Also is it possible for you to turn your stiches and those things on your head invisible? I don't mind them but someone might cause us trouble if they see them." She paused briefly as the blue light from earlier turned them invisible. Her eyes and skin were still mismatched but it would do for now so we walked down the street. I wasn't scared because she was by my side but I stayed alert. I still don't know how that guy found us last time. There's too much about magic that I don't know or understand.
We found a small café that didn't look busy so we walked in. Someone came up to us with a couple of menus. "Hello, do you need a table for two?" I cleared my throat and threw away any part of me that had doubts about this.
"Actually ma'am, my friend and I were hoping to get directions to the nearest library." I said without a stutter. I would have patted myself on the back but that would be awkward.
"Oh alright, you go down the street and take a right. Three blocks down is the library, you can't miss it." She waved us off and I looked at Berserker.
"That was a lot easier than I thought it would be. I was expecting a bit of trouble." She just shook her head and wrote something else. You seem very smart for your age. You should have more faith in yourself. "I've only got book smarts going for me though. I wish I was as strong as you are; or at the very least that I was as healthy. Then I wouldn't be a burden."
It wasn't long before we reached the library and much to my surprise it was open. We walked right in and saw that there was a woman sleeping on the front desk. She was surrounded by a pile of books and I couldn't help but feel jealous. I think my jealousy overpowered any caution I had because I walked up and woke her up.
"Ahhh! Please don't fire me I promise I'll put all the books back. Huh, you aren't Ms. Princeton."
"My name is Hadrian. My friend and I were hoping to look at some of the medical books in your library. We aren't planning to check anything out; we just want to read through what's here." Her eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
"I wish that this was my library but I'm just a new librarian they hired a few weeks ago. I would be thrilled to help someone like you learn from such a lovely place. My name is Sheska so allow me to show you what you're looking for." Before I could say anything in response Sheska grabbed my arm and dragged me further into the library. I glanced at Berserker and saw that she had tensed up so I motioned for her to calm down.
Sheska showed us where the medical books were kept; unfortunately she kept dragging me to different sections of the library. It was a lot bigger than the library at my school and despite how uncomfortable it was to be dragged around she was very helpful. It was obvious that she was passionate about her work here. "Ms. Sheska, didn't you say that you have to put those books away?" Her entire body went still as a look of despair entered her eyes. It was like looking at a puppy that was kicked in the rain. I can thank Dudley for knowing what that looks like.
"I'm going to get fired for sure. She'll be here any minute and I haven't gotten anything done. This isn't even the first time I've done this." Sheska continued to ramble and something in me didn't feel right. It wasn't as bad as when I saw Berserker in danger but I still felt like I needed to do something. Maybe I'm just coming down with a sickness, I did sleep outside without a shirt.
"Hey Sheska, I'm sure that I can help you get everything put away in time but do you think that you could treat me and my friend to lunch in return?" She hugged me and started to cry or thank me. I honestly couldn't tell which it was. I managed to push her off and we got to work. Luckily for me this library used the same system as my school's library. It took almost an hour to get everything put away but when we were finished Sheska looked exhausted; whereas Berserker and I were in tip top shape.
"Thank you two. If she had found out that I didn't get all of that put up I'd be out of the job. I would have done it last night but I ended up reading the books I was supposed to put away and ended up falling asleep at the desk." I just smiled and let out a small laugh.
"Don't worry about it Sheska. Just treat us to lunch today and all is forgiven. Besides, thanks to that I know where everything I need is. I'll get to work doing the research I need and afterwards we can eat. Does that sound fair to you?"
"Yeah, and if you need any more info just come to the front desk." She skipped off humming some random tune and I turned to see Berserker with a knowing smile. She seems like she would make an interesting friend. Perhaps you could ask her to let us stay at her home.
"Even if she is a good person that doesn't mean that we can trust her. The teachers at my school seemed like good people but the moment I showed them my back they believed every word about how I was a liar and a troubled child that should be ignored. Besides, if we did tell her about our situation, and if she did try to help us . . . what happens when those mages show up? They want you dead and god knows what they want me for. As much as I wish we had someone helping us we are on our own for now." Berserker just nodded in agreement and followed me to the back of the library where I had a pile of books on how to treat a broken body as well as malnutrition.
I looked through every book on that table but they all said the same thing. If I wanted to get my body to a healthy level it was going to take time and a healthy diet. So I needed to find a way to bypass the former. I stared down at myself and knew that under this shirt I was basically skin and bones. "Berserker, how do you think I've been able to live as long as I have? According to all of the books I've looked through I shouldn't be alive with the little food and water the Dursleys gave me. I shouldn't be alive, but somehow I am. Do you think my magic is acting as a nutrient supplier since I don't get enough food?"
She slid the notebook over to me. Magic is similar to a power source so I don't see why it couldn't. What are you getting at? "If my magic healed me and kept me alive despite having next to no nutrients in my body then I should be able to recover faster than a normal person. The sooner I fully recover the sooner we won't have to worry about those mages. Assuming that the blond guy was right about why you aren't as strong as they thought you were." We put away the books and told Sheska we were finished.
We would have to wait about an hour for her break but if she let us eat it would be well worth it. I decided to lay my head on the table and doze off for a bit. It reminded me of the hours I would spend in the school library. Being a freak the Dursleys wanted me to remain an idiot with no will of its own. However as I learned to read and write I found myself going to the library and reading everything I could get my hands on. No one ever said anything to me and Dudley would never go inside the place, so it became my sanctuary. A place where I could be free inside the pages of a book, whether it was an adventure on the open sea or a book filled with medical terminology.
It was one of the few freedoms that I was able to grasp. Those books also gave me the knowledge to hope for something more than my existence as a slave. I never showed that side of me to someone, maybe if I had someone would have cared enough to get me away from the Dursleys . . . who am I kidding? No one would have cared regardless. But that wasn't true was it? I looked over at Berserker and saw her reading an old book.
"What are you reading Berserker?" I asked as I walked over to her. She turned and looked like she was between uncontrolled rage and breaking into tears. "What's wrong?" All she did was hand the book to me. Frankenstein. She allowed the stitches to appear for a moment before having them fade again. I sat down once it clicked and leaned against her. "He was the one that created you?" she let out a grunt. "I've read multiple versions of the story. In some it says you killed him."
"No . . . Suicide."
"I see . . . do you hate him?" she grunted again "Did you think that I would hate you if I knew?" She remained silent this time. I waited for what felt like an eternity before finally hearing a faint whisper.
"Monster." I heard the sadness and despair in that word. It hurt my heart to hear that word coming from her.
"You are not a monster. The people that left me in that cupboard to starve and die were monsters. The man that abandoned you when you couldn't understand the things around you was a monster." I stood and turned her head to face me. The eyes that were filled with hatred and rage when she was fighting that mage were now on the brink of crying. "You're like me Berserker . . . you are a freak in the eyes of every normal person in the world. But would you like to know something that'll cheer you up. My name was Freak and for a time that was all that I was. So who cares what we are, as long as we're together it doesn't matter does it?"
My words did something because she hugged me. I hugged her back and wished in the very back of my mind that this wouldn't end. Unfortunately the universe heard my wish. "Hey you two, are we going to eat or what?" Sheska asked in an overly cheerful voice. I pulled away and took Berserker's hand.
"Are you ready Berserker?" She nodded and gave a smile. The pain in my chest went away when I looked at it. Oh well, maybe this is what it feels like to have a friend. We walked to Sheska who had a very large smile on her face.
"There you two are. I was worried that you had left without me noticing."
"No, we just had to talk about something private real quick."
"Oh I hope I didn't interrupt something important." For some reason that caused my eye to twitch a little.
"So where are you taking us to eat?" I inquired trying to keep my tone friendly.
"We're going to the café across the street. It isn't expensive and it has some really good food in my opinion."
The café looked like all the others that we had passed on the way to the library but the smell of food and coffee was so enticing that it might as well have been a five star restaurant. We sat at a table in front of the building and looked at the menu. "Just order whatever you want. It's the least that I can do." I ordered a tuna sandwich with a coffee. Sheska looked surprised at my choice but didn't say anything about it. I offered the menu to Berserker but she shook her head and held up her notebook. I don't need to eat but thank you for the offer. I just smiled and nodded my head. "Aren't you going to order something as well?' Sheska asked Berserker but all she did was shake her head.
"Ber-" I can't say that her name is Berserker. "My friend isn't hungry but if she changes her mind I'll just share with her." I said with a small smile as my body gained a cold sweat.
"I don't think I've heard your friend speak and now that I think about it I haven't even asked for her name yet." I started to freak out a little. Come on think . . . what do you tell her?
"Her name is Fran. It hurts her to talk so she just writes down what she wants to say." Berserker looked at me and I could tell that she was annoyed. I think the phrase for what I did is 'I fucked up'.
"I'm sorry if I offended you then. I normally just stick to myself because not many people outside of my family enjoy my company. I have a niece that adores me because I work at the library and my sister and her husband invite me to their home from time to time. My mother is also a very wonderful woman but she has gotten sick lately. Listen to me dumping my problems onto you guys. I'm not really setting a good example for you all am I?" Berserker calmed down as Sheska kept ranting about her life. It was fun, listening to her stories about her family. I couldn't help but envy her for having such a loving home to turn to. Maybe that's a bit cruel of me though?
Shortly after that our food arrived and it was the best thing I have ever had. Unfortunately the only thing that I can compare it to is stale bread but who cares right now? I dug in and when I got to drink the coffee I thought I had died and gone to heaven. No wonder people loved this stuff, it's absolutely amazing.
When we finished eating Berserker and I said goodbye to Sheska and went to an empty alley. I took a seat on a dumpster only to have Berserker shove her notebook beside me. Why did you tell her my name was Fran? "I didn't think she would believe me if I said your name was Berserker." She grunted in response. "I freaked out and didn't know what to say. Frankenstein was still in my head but none of the versions of your story gave you a proper name. I thought that Fran sounded like a beautiful name so I used that. I didn't mean to hurt you or make you mad. If you leave me here I'll understand. I'm sorry Berserker."
I didn't bother to look up but instead of leaving she sat beside me. She took the book and I watched her write. I hate that man for what he did to me. I hate how everyone that saw me believed that I was a mindless monster that needed to be killed. I hate that word more than anything else in the world. It was all anyone would ever call me. Monster. The doctor intended to give me the name Eve after one of the first two humans created by god. I refuse to go by either one of them. I wanted to name myself after something I didn't hate.
"So it pissed you off when I used the first letters in his name. I'm sorry." She grunted and shook her head. I wanted to be the one that named myself but I was waiting until I had a friend. I wanted to tell them what my name was with pride. "I'm confused, are you angry or not?" She just laughed at me. I don't mind a name given to me by my friend. I just wish that I had come up with it. Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Fran, you may call me that or Berserker. Use whatever is most comfortable to you. There was a part of me that wanted to cry as I read that. I really don't understand why but she trusted me.
I hopped off the dumpster and looked away from her. Even after I screwed up she was willing to forgive me. After I gave her a name that came from something she hated she was able to forgive me and accept it with a smile. I clenched my fist and decided that I was going to get stronger no matter what. If I could fuck up like this and have her stay beside me then she wasn't going to leave anytime soon. Those mages probably wouldn't stop and the leader wanted to kill her. I sighed and turned to her with a small smile on my face.
"If you don't abandon me you're bound to get into trouble." She nodded "There's nothing I can say to make you save yourself is there?" She shook her head no, "Fine . . . just remember that most of what I'm going to do from now on is completely illegal. Everyone will be a threat and my book knowledge doesn't help in rough situations." Again she nodded her head and I was reminded of a woman with green eyes. I shook my head and turned around, "Let's get going Fran. There are a few churches in London that offer housing to homeless people." She was walking beside me without hesitation. I took her hand in mine and caught her glancing at me. "I just don't want us to get separated. It would suck if I lost my first friend."
#4 Private Drive
Jason walked out of the house with a grim look on his face. He wasn't sure how long he had spent in that house but if he had stayed a minute longer he would have burned it down in a fit of rage. Jason looked at where the kid had been right before that woman jumped into the air. The kid had been just a few feet from him. He grasped his wand so tightly that it threatened to snap under the pressure. "I'm sorry." That was all he muttered as he apparated back to the Ministry.
Jason didn't miss a beat and just kept walking past all of the other employees. Everyone got out of his way hoping to avoid to the wrath behind his eyes. It was like that until he made his way into the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He held in his rage and calmly walked past the desk workers, doing everything in his power to blend in with the rush of chaos. Finally he arrived at the Head's office and knocked. "Come in." Jason opened the door and closed it in an instant. Sitting at the desk was Amelia Bones, a woman that many people in the Ministry were terrified of. "I don't normally get visits from you Jason. Do you need someone to talk to Umbridge about not having you fired?"
Jason said nothing as he sat in a chair pressed against the wall. She saw a dead look in his eyes as he stared at the ceiling. "How many people do you think owe their lives to Harry Potter? I'd say every person that calls Britain home but I could be wrong." She got out of her seat and waked over to him.
"Jason what's wrong? What did you find?"
"He survived the murder of his parents, his godfather was the one that betrayed him, and every single person on this damned island has failed him. I saw that kid's hell Amelia. Seven years of absolute hell and not one of us did a damned thing." Amelia slapped him square across the face leaving a bright red mark.
"What did you find Jason?" The slap seemed to have done the trick because he finally looked her in the eyes.
"Harry Potter has lived with his aunt Petunia for the last seven years. She and her husband have starved him and abused him every day of his life. They had him sleep in a cupboard under the stairs because he was a freak that didn't deserve to have his own room. There are scars all along his back from the countless fucking beatings they gave him Amelia. There was blood covering every part of the cupboard." Amelia said nothing and let his words sink in. Her hands wouldn't stop shaking.
"Dumbledore said that he was put him with his relatives. Is he in on this?"
"There's no way we can find out unless we find Harry. No one would believe the words that come out of a muggle and if I see those bastards again I swear on my life and magic I will make Bellatrix look like a divine saint. This can't get out to anyone that you don't trust completely Amelia. If Dumbledore allowed this to happen then he is one hell of a threat that we can't tip off." Jason rested his head against the wall again and let out a frustrated sigh.
Amelia wanted to ask if he was certain but he wouldn't be here otherwise. She walked over to her desk and pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey. "I have a feeling you aren't even halfway done. Care for a drink Jason?" He grabbed the bottle from her hand and chugged a fourth of it.
"If I tell you anymore then you might be in danger." She raised an eyebrow at that and chuckled.
"I'm the head of the DMLE. I deal with attempts on my life every week." Amelia poured them both a glass and started the long process of learning Harry's story from Jason.
A/N I'm sorry that it took me over a week to get this out. I wrote and rewrote Harry's section a few times before I was content with it. Understand that I used content and not satisfied. A part of me feels that I didn't make this chapter the best that it could be and for that I apologize. Now time for a bit of clarification in case my intentions didn't get through.
1) Harry's intelligence comes from the time he spent in his school's library. I have read plenty of fics where Harry hides how smart he is because the Dursleys hurt him if he got good grades in school. Harry quickly learned this and stopped getting good grades in class but continued to learn anytime he could get into the library. I hope this satisfies everyone that is all there is to it.
2) I put an easter egg in this chapter which I think is obvious but I'm not going to say what it is yet.
3) Jason did not kill the Dursleys although a part of me wanted to write that. I'm still not sure if I'm going to have the explanation be the imperious curse or if he just tortured the information out of them. Don't worry though the dirtbags will be getting what they deserve shortly.
4) The thing that I was most unsure of writing was Harry finding out who Berserker really was so soon in the story. Half of me wanted to wait for the reveal to Harry and the other half wanted to do it as soon as possible. As for him calling her Fran I felt like I had to put that there because of Fate Apocrypha.
5) Berserkers in the Fate series have an effect that makes them enter an animalistic state of rage. Because Harry summoned her outside of a Holy Grail War she is not affected.
6) Also from this point Harry is going to be testing the limits of his magic though I don't know how I'm going to do that yet.
7) Finally I feel that I should define my definition of a good person. In this case Jason. He normally wouldn't commit a crime. However, when a death eater can say imperious and slip 50 galleons to escape Azkaban the gloves come off. Same goes when children are in danger.
I think that covers everything for this chapter. Tell me if I missed anything and leave an honest review. Hope you all enjoy your lives and this fic. Expect next chapter sometime next week.