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Chapter 5: Theories and Awakenings
As Harry awoke the next morning, he yawned good naturedly, relishing inthe feeling of being allowed to sleep as long as he wanted to. After all with Master Vrook being the one who had morning exercises he figured out that starting at six' am was the best way to get the padawans in shape. After getting dressed, Harry decided to do a few meditation techniques just in case, so he sat down on the bed cross-legged and allowing his mind to wander into the Force. He was shocked at what he felt. Dumbledore had
for some strange reason a dark aura that seemed to not affect the man inthe slightest, and for all yesterday Harry had just used to Force to find his wands and trick that blond nosy git as he liked to call him. But never had Harry ever felt something like this. Darkness seemed to weigh over his mind like a cloud, it coated everything, he could feel the intent behind it, most was just desire to make something happen, he wasn't sure, and some were of a more…disconcerting nature, and with a start Harry realized why it seemed like this.
Magic…the words seemed to weigh like a republic cruiser in his mind, this was what it was. Magic it was the Force, but it was dark, and Harry had a theory on why. A Jedi "borrowed" the Force allowing it to flow through him, to help him and guide him, while magic…magic was being forced out through these wands that witches and wizards used. Forced like a slave, and as such it was used in the wrong way and had a much darker nature, and yet it did not seem to affect most people.
Harry was of course worried, most people he realized just normal persons not bad in any disconcerting way, and yet the were frivolously drawing upon the dark side of the Force in a careless way, not noticing in the slightest. How they were able to remain unaffected by the corrupting energy of the dark side was a mystery to Harry, one he was determined to figure out, his disturbing musings was however brought to an end with a loud growl from his stomach.
As Harry ate down in the shady pub, he was discretely observing the different people in the bar, trying to take notice of them whenever they used their 'magic'. After an hour of observing different patrons he was sure of his theory, magic was of the dark side, but not for some reason corrupting, and so he decided to go to his room and try it for himself.
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In an undiscovered tomb out in Egypt, an old spirit awakened. It had
felt something in it's slumber, something it had not felt since faking
it's death
and leaving the known galaxy to build up an army of Force sensitive's on
this backwater planet far beyond the outer rim.
A Force sensitive had come, not the misguided fools who called
themselves witches or wizards, no a Jedi had come. The spirit snorted in
displeasure. The Jedi were fools following the self destructive path of pacifism. True they were formidable opponents, but their willingness to spare the weak and even their enemies and their trust in the senates corrupt senators would
eventually be their downfall, the spirit was sure of it.
After trying to discover the location of the Jedi fool, the spirit
realized that it was on a little island up north, where it had once landed long ago as well, perhaps the Jedi would find the journals. The spirit's last
incompetent apprentice had stolen before throwing away after realizing
it was unreadable. If the Jedi found the journals, then it was hope…yes
the spirit was sure that the Jedi would slowly succumb to it's teachings,
after almost two millennia the ancient spirit had once again found an
apprentice, however it had to be careful. The fool Merlin had before the end managed to discover the true nature of his master's teachings and intentions, and almost managed to strike his master down.
The spirit of course had just bided it's time, waiting until Merlin was dead and buried before taking on a new apprentice. His new apprentice
Slytherin had however been a disappointment, at first he had managed to fool everyone,
including his three fellows who he had started a school with to pass
on these misguided teachings of 'magic', his prejudices had however
been his end, and he had gotten himself killed before learning the true
nature of the dark side, and so the spirit had eventually been consumed a
few years later, after all old age would eventually kill anyone, and
only ancient sith magic had allowed the spirit to remain in a long slumber
as a disembodied spirit.
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After four hours Harry was less than pleased. Apparently magic wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. True charms was quite simple, potions and astronomy was not a big challenge either, however transfiguration was just as difficult as the book had described. It had taken him nearly two hours to turn a matchstick into a needle and back again, and all the while trying to get a feel of how it felt in the Force, how it worked, and if possible doing it without a wand.
So it may have been easier to just concentrate on the intent of the spell while performing the wand movement correctly and saying the incantation, but Harry had a burning desire to figure out exactly how magic worked, so far he was still clueless to why it did not corrupt people with it's dark nature, and he was about as far to manage to do any spells wandlessly as he was to get Vrook to run naked around the Temple, declaring his undying love to Master Sunrider. Groaning at the unwanted nasty mental image he got Harry decided to delve back into his transfiguration books.
The next days flew by quickly, Harry had managed to establish a routine by now. First he would get up to do his usual meditation exercises, followed up by a long jog around the alley and sometimes into muggle London. After taking a shower he had breakfast down in the pub, making a habit of talking to various people who didn't recognise him for who he was, before heading out into the alley once more. In the alley he would browse around the stores, stopping here and there just to talk to various people so that he could learn a bit more about the 'wizarding' world from a more practical viewpoint rather than a theoretical one. Then he would always have an ice-cream at Florean Fortesques, a nice man who although a bit annoying with his slight hero worship over Harry being 'The-Boy-Who-Lived-Then-Vanished' was really helpful, and would always give an advice when it came to various magical subjects, the free ice-creams he offered was just a bonus.
Then he would return to his room to study more. Pouring over his different textbooks and the few history books he had managed to acquire. But now after having finished his sixth history book the last two weeks Harry had changed his opinion slightly. Magic definitely had at least a few corruptive presence. Wars seemed quite normal in the wizarding world, and the longest time they had gone without worrying over some Dark Lord trying to take over was a peaceful one-hundred and sixteen years, during the fifteenth and into the early sixteenth century. Yes with all of these Dark Lords and their dark followers magic was bound to be slightly corruptive, especially to the angry or power hungry ones, and the implications of this worried Harry, as he realized that the numbers he had seen in these books were just in England, and he dreaded the aspect of looking over the other wizarding countries as well.
The day was now here, September 1st, finally Harry would get to
Hogwarts, and now he stood in Kings Cross station, wondering how in the name of the Force he would get to platform nine and three quarters. He remembered that Dumbledore had explained it to him, but Harry had been a bit busy looking at his owl who he had named Hedwig to fully hear how he would get to the platform.
So now he stood here, becoming increasingly worried, the train
apparently left at exactly 11 o'clock, and now he had only fifteen minutes left. However something to his left caught his eye.
"Always the same of course, packed with muggles", a woman's voice captured his ears over the other noise. It belonged to a bit plump woman with wavy red hair, whom was being followed by five others. Four boys two of them twins and alike down to the last freckle, a tall gangly boy with a silver badge on the front of his robes, and another younger boy, this one also tall and gangly, and was almost as tall as the twins already, and holding the woman's hand a young girl with long hair, all of them with fiery red hair, and all of them except the girl and woman dragging a trunk similar to Harry's, and one of them was even carrying an owl.
Harry decided to follow them, and pulled his trunk with him, walking a few paces behind them. They stopped in front of one of the large pillars separating platform nine and ten. The woman told the tallest boy named Percy to "hurry up", something that he must have done, because after a small group of tourists had passed him, he had vanished. Then she told one of the twins named Fred to do the same, a small argument ensued when the boy told his mother in mock outrage that he wasn't Fred, his brother was, only for the mother to blush red and apologise telling George to move on. The twin had smirked mischievously at her telling her that he was Fred after all before breaking into a run at the seemingly very solid pillar, and gone straight through it, his brother doing the same few seconds later.
Harry had now gotten a feeling that he was dealing with a complicated and brilliant illusion, after all who would be stupid enough to run straight into a brick pillar, however he needed to be sure, so he walked over to he woman. "Excuse me madam, could possibly tell me how I could get to my train", he said while giving a charming (hopefully) smile. The woman and the girl had predictably blushed slightly at his manners, and Harry was inwardly pleased, after all being charming was fun no matter what the council said.
"Oh yes of course", she smiled back at him. "All you have to do is to run straight at the pillar, and you'll get to the platform, it's illusioned so that the muggles believe it to be a normal brick pillar", she smiled at him. "So is it your first time at Hogwarts then"? at Harry's nod she smiled again before continuing, "It's Ron's first time to, so maybe you'll be friends", she said pointing to her youngest son who smiled a bit unsure back at Harry.
Harry nodded his thanks before turning and walking towards the pillar, and sure enough now that he extended his feelings a bit, he could sense the small vibrations coming from the pillar, it was definitely elusive, and he would probably never found it had he not known what to look for. Taking a quick look to both sides to reassure him that no muggles were watching he stepped quickly through the pillar, and gazed in wonder around him.
To his right a large scarlet train stood, filled with students chatting to their friends and families, sharing goodbye's and greetings. A little in front of him a dark boy with dreads stood holding a box with several boys and girls gathered around him, "come on Lee let's see it" a boy pleaded. The crowd around him the shrieked as a large hairy leg stuck out from under some branches in the box. Harry walked downwards on the platform looking for an empty compartment, after finding one he headed for the nearest entrance, and was just about to get his trunk on the train when the two twins appeared before him smiling.
"Hello"
"Do you"
"Need some help"
"With your trunk"? Harry's head had gone back and forth during the exchange as the twins finished each others sentences. Amusement tugging his lips Harry nodded ,and the twins grabbed his trunk, and heaved it up on the train and onto a shelf in the empty compartment.
"Bloody Hell", said one of them cleaning his sweaty forehead "do you have an entire library in that trunk", he said looking at Harry. Amused at their antics, Harry put Hedwig's cage up, before removing his brown robe, accidentally brushing away the bangs covering his forehead, "Something like that yes", he answered. "No way you're him aren't you"? said one of the twins looking at Harry. "Are who"? said Harry with a sinking feeling in his stomach.
"Harry Potter" said both of them simultaneously.
"um, well yes I am", said Harry uncomfortable, true he was used to attention at the temple, he was after all one of the best pilots, saberfighter and Force user at their level, coupled with the fact that he was the only one as of yet who had managed to prank the council and get away with it, he had made quite a reputation for himself, but hero worship was as of yet something he had never really come across.
They both smiled widely at him before telling him goodbye and walking out on the platform again. Harry then proceeded to sit down, and listened to the conversation the twins were now having with their family.
"You know that boy who were standing behind us at the platform mum? The one with the brown hooded robe, do you know who he is"? one of them asked their mother. At her negative answer they both again chorused into "Harry Potter". "Oh dear, I was wondering about that, all alone, and so polite and charming, but I'm curious as to where he have been, after all many have believed him dead", she said, her tone was clearly worried and Harry felt a wave of affection filling him at the woman who not even having known him was concerned for his welfare, then again with his luck most people would be so, if only for his Boy-Who-Lived title, Harry gave an amused snort at the title, he had heard many titles over the years but this one was by far one of the more ridiculous ones.
"Oh mummy can I go in and look at him mummy please"? pleaded the little girl. "No Ginny", her mother scolded quickly. "That boy has suffered enough already and is definitely not something you go looking at like an animal in a zoo, and just so you boys know it I forbid all of you to ask him anything about you-know-who, he definitely don't need to be reminded about that at his first day here", she told the boys strictly.
Harry sighed, and leaned back again the seat, calming his mind again, allowing the faithful presence of the Force to fill him up again, easing his tensions and fears, he was interrupted though by a knock on the door, the youngest of the redhead boys –Ron was looking at him.
"Do you mind if I sit here, everywhere else is full"? he asked quickly. Harry smiled back at him before pointing to the seat opposite him," have a seat Ron, oh and I'm Harry Potter by the way", Harry stuck out his hand, Ron grasped it with a smile sitting down. "Thanks, I'm Ron Weasley" he said. Just as Harry was about to say something the twins showed up again.
"hello Harry, we're not sure if we have introduced ourselves yet", one of them said "I'm Fred, and this oaf", he slapped his brother on the head ignoring his cry of outrage, "is George, so if there is anything you need when we get to Hogwarts don't hesitate to ask, oh an Ron we'll be further down the train Lee's got a huge tarantula, so see you around then Harrykins", and with a grin both of them had vanished again.
Harry grinned those two were definitely two peas of the same pot, and he made a point of getting to know them better. Harry turned towards Ron who looked a bit pale and was staring out through the window, trying to not stare at Harry.
"Is something wrong"? at Harry's words Ron turned towards him still a little pale.
"No, I mean it's just that Fred and George well their always trying to make me uncomfortable, and most of the time they succeed as well", he said. "What do you mean?" said Harry, "I'd be happy to have three older brothers", Harry said with a shrug.
"Five", mumbled Ron who looked glum for some strange reason.
"First there's Bill, Head-Boy, top of his classes and he's a curse breaker for Gringotts now. And then we have Charlie who was quidditch Captain and works as a dragon tamer in Romania, Percy's Prefect, and Fred and George are pranksters who get into a lot of trouble but have good grades and everybody likes them". He sighed, "and now everybody expects me to do just as well as my brothers but then it doesn't really matter since they did it first", he added a little depressed.
Harry frowned for a second, before he told Ron a bit about his former life at the Dursley's, about how he was starved always picked on, forced to wear his cousins five times too large cast offs, and he even added a little about the beatings, so that when he was finished Ron looked a little happier.
Ron then launched into a tale about his various family members telling Harry about all the crazy stuff that always seemed to go on around the house, and was just about to start explaining about quidditch when they were interrupted by a slightly pudgy and shy boy.
"S-scuse me, have a-anyone of you seen a toad, I've managed to loose mine"? he said sadly, and sure enough he looked almost ready to cry. Harry rose up and pointed down to the seat beside him, "No we haven't, but why don't you sit down here a little bit, and when you've calmed down we can try and find it later eh"? the boy looked hopefully at Harry then Ron, "r-really you guys don't mind"?
Harry gave Ron a pointed look at which Ron quickly rambled out that it was no problem really. The boy sat down nervously, before smiling a bit
"Hello, I'm Neville Longbottom".
"I'm Harry Potter and this is Ron Weasley", Harry said pointing to Ron.
Neville looked awestruck at Harry, and didn't notice Harry fidget with discomfort, until the compartment door flew up again.
A girl with a thick mane of bushy brown hair and a bit large teeth stood in
the doorway already dressed up in ehr school robes. "Has anybody seen a toad? A boy named Ne- oh Neville there you
are, I didn't notice you there", she sounded quite bossy, and judging from the fact on how she rambled out information Harry was pretty sure she was one of those bookworms with few if no friends.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and you are"? she trailed off looking at Harry and Ron. "Ron Weasley," said Ron whose face was now a bit flushed with annoyance, "Harry Potter", said Harry with a smile extending his hand.
Hermione stared at him for two seconds before grabbing it. "I read all about you in Modern Magical History, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century." She continued.
Harry looked at her for a second trying to come up with an answer to this when once more the door opened and the boy Harry had met at Madam Malkins stepped in with two large boys who definitely looked like they had more muscles than brain flanking him like bodyguards, and Harry wrinkled his face in disgust, this boy was definitely a bully he KNEW it.
"I heard down the train the Harry Potter was in this compartment it's you then"? at Harry's nod he continued. "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy and these two are Crabbe and Goyle", at this Ron led out a large snort which he turned into a strange cough at the last moment.
"Oh so you think my name's funny do you? Well there's no need to tell me yours, everybody knows the Weasley's have red hair and more kids than they can afford", he sneered at Ron before turning to Harry again. "You see Potter some witches and wizards are better than others, and you wouldn't hang around the wrong sort like blood traitors like the Weasley's or mudbloods like this", he sneered looking at Ron and Hermione, "so I can help you pick the right persons to hang out with that way you can have power beyond your dreams", he finished before sticking out his hand.
Harry looked down in distaste before jabbing Malfoy in the chest with the
palm of his hand subtly ending a small wave with the Force, which threw Malfoy out of the compartment where he hit the opposite wall with a painful 'THUMP'
"I am quite capable of figuring out the right sort myself thanks, and I definitely don't like to hang out with bullying blondie gits like yourself, so stay away from me" Harry snapped venomously at Malfoy who lay face down and whimpering in the corridor.
"You will walk away from us, you didn't see anything", Harry said, waving his hand at the two big boys who was following Malfoy subtly using the Force to trick their minds, to which the boys simple stared blank eyed at him before chanting "we will walk away, we didn't see anything", and then promptly turning and walking out, one of them even stepped on Malfoy's hand earning a cry of pain from the boy.
Harry snorted with disgust, before closing the door and sitting back down only for Hermione to immediately tear into him. "ARE YOU INSANE? STARTING A FIGHT BEFORE WE EVEN GET TO SCHOOL, AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO THOSE TWO BOY'S"? she screamed.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Hermione if there is one thing I dislike over all other's it's bullies, and if you guys didn't notice he insulted you like it was nothing and all the while acting like he owned the world, I simply showed him that I'm not someone he can mess around like he want to, and as for those boys", here Harry smirked letting the excitement build up," the Force can have a strong influence on the weak minded", he finished rather seriously, damn I sounded like Vrook again, I've got to get rid of this bloody stiffness, he added mentally to himself.
Hermione simply sniffed before promptly turning and walked towards the door, "you should get into your robes I expect we'll be arriving soon", she added before walking out to resume the search of Neville's toad. The three boys looked at each other before shrugging and started to take out their robes. Harry who had tried out the school uniform and found it very uncomfortable donned his black Jedi robes instead, and a few minutes later stood in an assortment of blacks and dark greys. "Uh Harry aren't you going to change into your robes"? asked Ron.
Harry looked down at himself before smirking, "Actually if you had looked a little bit on the list we got in our letters the only thing it actually mentions is that we're supposed to wear black robes, it mentions nothing about what kind of other equipment or even how the robes are supposed to be fashioned, which means that I'm not breaking any uniform rules at all". He had discovered the little loophole when he had been reading over his list a few days prior and had even asked Tom the barkeep, who had smiled at him and said that it was a long time since anyone had bothered to see if that little loophole worked, which it did he had told Harry.
Ron and Neville looked astonished at Harry for a few seconds, before smiling. "Damn", muttered Ron, "the school uniform is rather uncomfortable and rather unpractical with the lack of proper pockets and all". Harry just smiled absentmindedly as he strapped on his belt carrying his blaster pistol and lightsaber, "well then I know what to get you to Christmas then" Harry smirked at Ron who simply groaned at the joke.
"All students we'll be arriving at Hogsmeade station in five minutes, please leave all your personal effects behind they will be transported up later", a voice came from the speaker. Five minutes later the train had stopped at a station and Harry, Ron and Neville walked towards a large man...no scratch that very large man who was booming for everyone to hear "fir's years, fir's years over here, come on now follow me don't be shy, fir's years anyone".
Harry Ron and Neville stopped in front of the large man whom a few other children their age had gathered. The man had large amounts of thick black thafsy beard and small black eyes full of warmth and sparkle. He was also wearing what looked like half a fur store on him, and the brown fur coat seemed to consist of almost nothing but pockets. Harry stared at him for a minute, there was something eerie familiar about the man, and as he stared at him a picture of a flying motorcycle came to his mind and the name Hagrid came out of his mouth before he even managed to stop himself.
The giant man smiled broadly down at Harry. "Indeed tha's me 'Arry, I didn' think yeh'd recognise me, but I was proven wrong I see", he looked around himself again, before turning towards a narrow lane. "Follow me now and we'll get down to the boats, and stick tergether will yeh, wouldn' want one of yer te get lost now would we"? Harry and the other first years followed Hagrid down the dark lane, until
the rounded a few trees and hey got their first sight of Hogwarts. Even Harry whom had seen many magnificent buildings couldn't help but be amazed at the large castle that stood before them. High walls, tall crenulated towers, detailed arched windows with yellow light pouring through, casting and eerie picture over the large lake that separated them from the castle.
"All righ' get in the boats, and now more than four a boat", Hagrid said.
Harry, Ron, Neville and another girl with dark hair shared the same boat, and sat mostly in silence as they traversed over the water, the boat steering on their own accord. A little behind Harry could hear Hermione telling another girl about all the spells she knew.
A few minutes later they were all back on dry land again, and followed Hagrid up a long series of stairs. The result was that fifteen minutes later when they stood before a large pair of oak doors, most of the first years were panting and sweating from the little trek. The doors opened and out came a tall thin woman with square glasses, black hair kept in a tight firm
bun, and a mouth thin as a line greeted them. "I shall take them from here Hagrid", she nodded stiffly at Hagrid who walked through the doors and out of sight, all in all Harry knew that this was a woman who was not smart to mess with, damn another Vrook if I ever saw one, muttered Harry to himself.
AN: Thanks for the rewiews guys, I truly enjoy reading them. I'm starting chapter 6 now, and hope to have it up ASAP, and as for those of you who look forward to saberVScurses, well you're in for a nasty shock...no I'm not saying more...(insert evil laugh)
Until next time: Tellie.
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