-1Chapter 14: Training Begins

Harry was enjoying the peace and quiet of his room until it was disturbed by a knock at the door. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, "Come in." He called. A fluff of pink hair poked through the crack at the door.

"Just me Harry. I wanted to talk to you about your plans." Tonks said. Harry nodded and motioned her in. She closed the door behind her and leaned against the wall. "I agree with your plan, and Remus and I have got everything planned. However, I'm worried about you. We need to learn your limitations if you have any. We couldn't have you go running off with another one of your half-cocked plans thinking you could do something when you can't." She said.

Harry chuckled. She sounded like the same old Tonks he remembered. Yet he did agree with her on this one. "Sure thing. Tomorrow, before we begin, we can run through one of our old training exercises." He said looking up at her from his seat. She smiled softly at him, relieved that he agreed. He always was a pain to get him to do something he normally didn't want to. He was right earlier, he had changed.

"I'll see you in the morning then." She said. Harry nodded and stood to close the door behind her. He looked at the clock. Morning would come soon enough, so he stripped down to his boxers and crawled into to bed. Finally, a good night's rest after so long.

"How is the plan coming?" Voldemort said, sitting at his throne. He seemed to be in a better mood than before. A figure bowed at his feet.

"Very well, My Lord. My inside source has given me much information. Soon Potter will leave his beloved house and I will strike." The figure said his greasy hair hiding his face.

Voldemort's head raised in thought at the man.

"Well well, I haven't been aware of you for so long. It's nice to see you checking up. However, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kick you out." Voldemort said his evil smile once again on his snake like face.

Harry woke up with on hell of a headache. He rubbed his scar and rolled out of bed, stumbling to the bathroom. He hadn't had a vision of Voldemort in a long time. He'd need to work on keeping his thoughts to himself if he and Voldemort were still connected as strong as ever. It could be bad if his defenses were down and Voldemort found out he was a werewolf, and that he was in love with Hermione.

Hermione. He groaned, splashing cold water on his face. They hadn't gotten a chance to finish their conversation, which in part he was grateful for. He had told her his feelings, something he wasn't ready to risk. What was going to happen now? She'd just broken up with Ron and he was confessing his love for her. He had great timing.

He looked over at the clock. The group would be waiting for him in the training room, he was running late. He groaned again and changed into sweats and a t-shirt. His clothes were tight on him. His muscle tone had grown and he hadn't even noticed. He shrugged, just meant he'd have to go buy some new clothes. He adjusted his wand holsters as he made his way down the hall.

The door was open so Harry walked right in, not even checking if Tonks had set a trap for him. Which, knowing her, she did. He wasn't wrong as a sword came swinging towards him. He rolled underneath and positioned himself in defense. Tonks stood two feet away with a long sword in her hand. "Still have good reflexes. So next let's test your strength." She said, straightening and returning the sword on the weapon rack.

He stood from his crouch and noticed Hermione, Ron, and the others by the wall watching. They obviously wanted to know what he could do now. He smiled softly and followed where Tonks motioned. It was then he noticed Remus in the doorway watching.

"Okay Harry, lets see how much you can bench press." She said motioning him to a muggle set of weights. He laid down on the bench and got a good grip on the bar. At her nod he began. The first set was as light as a feather. Tonks kept adding until he began to slow in his speed and sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Too much?" She asked. When he shook his head no, she continued to add until he couldn't lift anymore. She reduced the weight and he placed the bar back on it resting place. He sat up and grabbed the towel Tonks offered, wiping off the massive amount of sweat. "350. If I didn't know you had werewolf strength I'd be ready to call it quiets with your frame lifting that much. Okay so moving on, how about endurance?" She asked while Harry drank some water that Hermione, who had come in with a group of others, offered him. He shrugged so they moved on.

They had a treadmill set up against the wall. "Alright let's see how long you can go." Tonks said. Remus walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"If that's next perhaps you should work with the kids while he runs. To birds, one stone." He said. Tonks nodded and set Harry up. Once he was going they turned to the kids and had them line up.

"First things first, we don't go easy. We also require a lot of work outside this room." Remus said, Tonks stepping up.

"If you're ready, let's begin." She said. They started the group out with warm-ups, allowing them to loosen up their bodies for the workout they were about to receive. After stretches they moved on to push-ups, sit-ups, jumping jacks, whatever the two could think off. By the time they were tired and sweaty, Tonks was ready to move them on to defensive spells.

"No one can touch you if you move and cast at the same time. Let's work on shielding charms which I know Hermione has made you all master. However, can you roll and cast at the same time, duck and cast, dodge and cast? If you can do this then it will extremely harder to hit you. Let's begin."

A few hours later, Tonks gave them a break. Since they knew all of the shielding charms, they wouldn't have too much homework. She was going to have them look up combat spells from a few choice books. She turned to check on Harry who had bumped the speed up and was still going. She looked at the clock, two hours. His endurance was good. She wouldn't be worried about him slowing down in a fight.

Speaking of fighting, she was ready to see what he could do combat-wise. "Alright Harry, back to you while they rest. How about some one-on-one physical." She said as he stopped and turned off the machine. He preferred lifting the weights, running was boring.

He nodded and joined her on the mat. "Wait, you won't be fighting me, but a mannequin." She said stepping back. She cast a spell on the punching dummy in the back. It came to life, and with flicks of Tonk's wand it made its way to the mat.

"I get it. You control it, I fight it. Alright." He said getting in his defensive crouch. This was going to be interesting. The mannequin came at him quick, to which Harry rolled to his left. He dodged the swings that came his way and managed to block a few low and high kicks.

The day's events were catching up to him and he felt the fatigue. Sweat beaded his skin as he worked his way inside the mannequin's defenses and managed to get a few hard blows in, until the mannequin got one in as well. It sent Harry flying across the room and slamming into the wall.

He grunted but got up, his lip bleeding. He was breathing heavily but went to get back into the fight when the mannequin froze. "That's enough. You've proved what you can do Harry. Physically you're a warrior. However, we live in a magical world. Tomorrow we'll all pair up and do some combat casting. Tonight, I want you to study some offensive spells you don't know and practice with them so you can use them tomorrow. Good job today." Tonks said.

Harry leaned against the wall and caught his breath. Remus came over and patted Harry on the shoulder. "Good work today. I'm impressed to say the least. Only wolf I've ever seen do that, well, he's dead now, but still. You've got the strength, stamina, and agility to be a pack leader." Remus said beaming like a proud father.

"Thanks. Physically I know I can handle any fighting situation. But I've been out of the magical world for so long. I didn't have my wand when I was inside the amulet. I couldn't use magic. Right now if Voldemort walked in I wouldn't be able to defend myself." Harry said admitting his weakness. He was magically out of the loop. Remus looked concerned and before he could suggest it, Harry voiced it. "I'm going to go work with Hermione. Hopefully I can get a few spells under my belt before tomorrow's lesson." With that Harry headed in the direction Hermione went, the library.

Remus watched him go. Harry was a different person now. Not only was he a man, but a wolf as well. He wondered how his soul was holding together. Someone needed to find out what really happened to him. What horrors had he seen to turn him into someone else? To be honest, he wanted the old Harry back.

Author's Note: Again thank you to all the reviews, especially the essay long one. In response I'll try my best. To everyone else I'm glad you are all loving it. Hopefully this chapter answered a few questions and helped you see a little bit more of Harry and what he can do. I know that before I made him seem like a god but he does have his limits so I hope this shed some light. So stay in tune for the next installment once I figure out what its going to be about.

The Wigster

P.S. Thanks to my awesome beta!! I really appreciate you doing this.