"Explanation: two per cent probability that the miniature organic is simply looking for trouble and needs to be blasted. That may be wishful thinking on my part, master." HK-47 in KotorII.
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda not mine at all, I just like to pretend it is.
Chapter ten. Plans and revelations.
A winded Harry Potter stood nervously before his Master. The four laps around the lake had been very tiring and he doubted that his master would allow him to rest before their lightsaber practice. "Grab your lightsaber Padawan we are just getting started", said an amused Kavar, either not noticing or more likely ignoring the glares that his Padawan was throwing him.
Sighing heavily Harry let his jade green robe fall to the ground leaving him in his light green tunic and pants. With a simple prod of the Force, his lightsaber jumped into his hand and it's yellow beam ignited. In barely a second he switched it over to training level and prepared himself.
He had only just gotten into a simple defensive stance before his Master was upon him, his two blue lightsabers swinging at speeds so fast that they seemed like a blur to the many spectators who had gathered around to watch. Swing after swing was deflected by Harry, as he concentrated as best he could to avert his Master's attacks, but he was simply to fast, and with a quick sweep Kavar had managed to knock Harry's lightsaber over his back and therefore effectively denying Harry his weapon.
With a curse Harry took a Force powered jump backwards so that he landed some distance away. Panting Harry tried to summon his lightsaber only to find that his Master managed to overcome each attempt, and as Kavar drew closer Harry was furiously trying to come up with something to do. 'Use your instincts' something whispered in his ear, and suddenly Harry remembered one of his earliest lessons.
Flashback:
"The Force is more alive than anyone of us can possibly imagine" explained Master Vrook to the class. "While we use the Force to aid us, it can also aid you should you trust it".
It never made sense to Harry until now. He as well as most Jedi tried to some extent to manipulate the Force, not direct control, but more like asking it or requesting it to do something for them, they did not completely surrender themselves to the Force, yet in a place so packed with static Force energy as this Harry should be able to do things that even Jedi believed to be impossible.
As Kavar closed in more Harry closed his eyes and allowed the Force to fill him up. 'Help me', and the Force responded. He felt his legs and arms twitch slightly and he moved them almost hypnotically to where the Force told him to, and with a burst of renewed speed and energy he raced towards his Master. A few yards away He jumped towards him and with an astounding move of acrobatics he managed to twist away from the two blue beams of energy that was his Master's lightsabers and landed safely behind him.
With speed before unknown to either two of the Jedi Harry's lightsaber was in his hand once more ignited and ready. "You are learning well young Padawan" Kavar noted as he renewed his attacks. Harry with the Force as his ally instinctively sunk into the Juyo style which was best suited against Kavars' attacks, thoroughly shocking Kavar, seeing as Harry should be years away from learning that style, never mind mastering it. The next few seconds would never be forgotten by Kavar until his dying day.
With great speed Harry jumped at Kavar his face emotionless and relaxed as his yellow lightsaber swung with such strength and precision that they jarred his bones, and then suddenly an unexpected Force blast had slammed him painfully to the ground and his Padawan's lightsaber lightly touched his throat. "Kill" said Harry softly as he stepped back and disengaged his lightsaber.
"That That was excellent my young Padawan learner" Kavar said as he gripped Harry's shoulder reassuringly, "So are you up for another round"? he asked as he activated his lighsabers again. Harry instead of answering simply grinned before somersaulting backwards with a Force enhanced jump that landed him some twenty feet away from Kavar, and with an elegant spin his lightsaber hummed back into life, "bring it on old man", harry laughed at his Master.
With a growl of annoyance Kavar started run towards his Padawan only to flatten himself on the ground as three rocks the side of his head passed through where his chest would have been. Following his Padawan's example Kavar summoned a large rock that stood behind Harry, and was secretly pleased when his Padawan simply twisted his wrist, carving the rock in two before sending the halves towards Kavar, who deftly avoided one and sent the other away with a small Force blast.
Their game continued as they sent everything within reach at each other. While Harry had managed to win last round, mainly because he managed to surprise Kavar, he did not yet have the experience of one of the best Jedi Masters alive, and so when Kavar tried to summon his socks of all things Harry did what everyone in his situation would have done when their socks suddenly tried to break out through their shoes, he let out an indignant and surprised yelp before falling backwards, and unfortunately knocked himself out on a rock.
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"I still say you cheated Master", Harry whined as he gingerly touched the back of his head. "And I still say that you lost Padawan, get over it" Kavar replied back with amusement.
"I must say that I am pleased that you are safe and sound Padawan, the only question now is, what are we going to do"? he said as he ran a hand through his hair.
"If I may Master"? Harry said before receiving a nod from Kavar. "This planet, the Force here is neutral mainly due to the fact that most Force activities here happen through these 'wands' effectively dampening the dark energies that should be surrounding this planet. I have as you know accepted a place at this school, and while I am here it would provide an excellent position to study this community closer. I could keep in contact with you and the council, follow my normal studies as well as the 'magical' studies Hogwarts has to offer, and besides, with the way things have been here for the last decades I believe that they could use a member of the Jedi order no matter how young and inexperienced I am".
"Very well Padawan, I agree that most of your arguments make sense, however I am worried about your safety, you are after all alone here since I have other duties that will prevent me from staying here".
Harry spent a moment thinking before he remembered something. "Master If I'm not too mistaken the planet Telos is less than an hour from here, if you could have stationed a Jedi there I would have someone whom I could report to and whom could come to my aid should I not deliver my report within the scheduled time or on my request should I need it".
Kavar looked sharply at Harry for a seconds before sighing, "Very well Padawan it is not as if I could really stop you once you've made up your mind, so I shall take my leave again, I will however return soon with instructions, and I expect your homework to be done by that time as well", he said ignoring Harry's groan at the end of that statement.
"May the Force be with you Master", Harry said as he gave him a hard hug.
"And with you my Padawan", Kavar said as he returned the hug, and with a last smile and a quick ruffling of Harry's hair Kavar retreated back into the forbidden forest to go back to his ship.
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The rest of the weekend Harry was followed by awe filled stares and whispers from the rest of the school, and even the professors seemed to be a bit star struck with him, except Snape of course, Harry and Kavar's showdown had just proved to Snape that Harry was nothing more than an attention seeking brat, at least that was what he told himself, but deeply inside him though he refused to admit it, he was afraid. The sheer speed and skill the two Jedi had fought with was something he had never seen or heard of before and he knew, that if he ever attacked Potter it would be his last mistake in the world.
Luckily for Harry the following week shaped out quite nicely until Thursday that was. Thursday afternoon the first years were supposed to have flying lessons so everyone had eagerly lined up outside the school, waiting for professor Hooch to start the lesson.
Hooch was a middle aged woman with grey hair and amber eyes, and had a definitive hawk like look to her, and after a small check to see if everyone was there she started the lesson.
"Alright everyone I want you to stand on the left side of the broom hold out your hand and say up".
Everyone did as she said, and Harry's broom jumped into his hand immediately, but his was one of the few who did. Most of the brooms just rolled on the ground while Neville's just lay completely still, though Draco Malfoy's broom smacking him in the face was quite funny. After she made sure everyone had their brooms she went about correcting their grips, and Malfoy predictably flushed scarlet when she told him that he had held his broom wrong for years.
"Now when I blow my whistle I want you all to kick off from the ground and hover a few moments before gently tipping your broom forward and land, on my mark ONE TWO…" but Neville in his fear of being left behind kicked off and flew like a rocket towards the heaven, and with a scream he tipped off his broom forty feet in the air. The girls screamed almost as loud as Neville when he started to plummet to the ground, and Hooch panicked as she tried to figure out what to do.
With a growl of annoyance Harry embraced the Force as he pointed his hand at Neville and tried to stop his fall. At first it seemed as nothing happened as he continued to fall but then as he closed to the ground he started to slow down before stopping completely floating a few feet of the ground.
Again everyone looked at Harry with amazement and Neville actually cried of joy when Harry lowered him to the ground. "Everyone stay on the ground while I take Longbottom to the hospital wing, and if I see one broom in the air you'll find yourself expelled before you can say quidditch", she said as she led Neville who still seemed to be suffering from shock, away to the hospital wing.
"How did you do that Potter"? Malfoy asked. "Do what"?
"Wandless magic Potter, that's impossible", he said.
Harry sighed, he really should have seen this coming. "Just because this backward society have to use flimsy sticks to perform feats of magic does not mean it is impossible Malfoy, but if you want to know then you should ask someone else because I have neither the wish nor the patience to indulge you", Harry said tiredly. After that a few awkward minutes followed before Malfoy picked something off the ground..
"Look at this, it's Longbottoms remembrall , maybe if he had held on to this he would have remembered to take his brain with him", Malfoy shouted to the glee of the other Slytherins. "Give it back Malfoy", Harry said as he stepped forward. Normally he would have mind tricked him but his Master had been adamant that Harry not use it should it not prove necessary.
"No I think I'll put it somewhere he can find it, like the top of a tree", he said as he jumped on his broom and flew away from Harry. Harry simply sighed, knowing that someway or another he would get in trouble for this, he ignored Hermione's protests as he too jumped on his broom and kicked off.
Like with a speed or a fighter flying came naturally to Harry and so he flew up to Malfoy with elegant grace stopping a few feet away from him. "No bodyguards here Malfoy so why don't you just give me the remembrall and save yourself for a load of trouble". Malfoy seemed to be thinking on something of the same lines as he looked worriedly down to the hulking forms of Crabbe and Goyle and back to Harry. "Have it your way then" he sneered as he threw the small glass ball towards the ground before flying towards the ground like an arrow.
Sighing in annoyance Harry flattened himself against the broom and followed it. He loved the feeling of flying, and though the broom was no where near as fast as his speed he flew quite fast, and with the Force as his guide he managed to catch the ball, straighten up the broom and come to a skidding halt a foot above the ground.
"HARRY POTTER", McGonagall's shriek made Harry turn his head so fast he almost had a whiplash. She was pale and shivering with either fear or anger, most likely both as she marched quickly towards him. "With me Potter", she said, ignoring the vehement protests from the other Gryffindors who claimed his innocence, with a shrug of his head he tossed the remembrall over to Ron before following her, he knew that he was not going to be expelled but was still curious as to what was going to happen.
He followed her through the corridors until she stopped before the charms classroom. "Excuse me Filius could I borrow Wood for a moment"? she asked as she stuck her head through the door. Wood it turned out was a big fifth year who looked bewildered at seeing McGonagall and Harry standing in the hallway.
"Wood I have found you a seeker", McGonagall said with a smile much to Wood's astonishment. "HE caught a remembrall barely a foot from the ground after a thirty feet fall, not even Charlie Weasley could do something like that", she continued.
Wood looked like Christmas had come early as a shine went up in his eyes. "He certainly has the right build for it, do you know anything about quidditch Potter"? he asked, at Harry's negative shake he just grinned. "Don't worry, meet me at the pitch at seven tonight and I'll teach you, from what McGonagall tells me you'll grasp the game pretty quickly".
"I shall talk to the Headmaster about doing an exception to the first year ban, though I expect you to train hard Potter or I might reconsider my decision about punishing you, good day", and then she walked away, leaving a grinning Wood alone with a grinning Harry.
"Well Wood, I shall see you tonight then as I have other places to be", and with that Harry swept his robe tighter before disappearing into the shadows of the corridor leaving a startled Wood. "I'd love to know how he does that", he said to himself, before plastering a grin onto his face again and marching back into the class, where he was pounced upon by his fellow Gryffindors who tried futilely to get him to tell them why he was grinning.
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"So enjoying your last meal Potter"? Malfoy asked snidely as he walked up to him where he sat at the Gryffindor table, his two bodyguards following him around as always.
"Is it just me or is Malfoy always much tougher when he has a pair of boulders backing him up"? Harry stated rhetorically to the rest of the table
Malfoy flushed at being dismissed so easily. "I could take you anytime Potter, how about midnight tonight in the trophy room, wizards duel, no physical contact, or are you just scared"?
Before Harry could formulate a response Ron burst in. "Of course he's not scared I'm his second, who's yours"? Malfoy perused his two bodyguards for a second before deciding. "Crabbe's my second, then I'll see you tonight". Harry who was by now feeling something dodgy perused his mind and found out the Malfoy was planning on telling Filch to set him up, 'well two can play that game', Harry thought vindictively, and with a grin he used the Force to summon Malfoy's wand out of his pocket as he walked away.
"Okay guys, it's been a pleasure, but sadly I have some business to attend to so I'll see you later Ron", after that he made his was over to Fred and George to tell them about his newly formed diabolical plan. A few minutes later the professors at the head table collectively shivered as they watched the three evil grins spread over the faces of Harry Potter and the Weasley twins, and all of them decided to lock their quarters heavily when the night came.
Several hours later Harry and Ron headed towards the exit in the common room only to be stopped by an irate Hermione Granger. "I can't believe that you two are going through with this, you'll get in so much trouble, and you're going to lose all the point I and Harry made in transfiguration earlier today.
"Hermione relax, this is none of your business just go back to sleep" Harry told her as the portrait closed behind them. "FINE", she said fumingly as she stomped away from them, "but if you get caught don't try to get me to help you and… oh"! the Fat Lady it appeared had decided to take a midnight stroll, and so Hermione was locked out of the common room.
Hurriedly she followed them and even managed to cut Ron off before he could make a remark. "If you think for one second that I'll stand alone outside the portrait you got another thing coming, and if a teacher find us I'll simply tell them the truth that I tried to stop you".
Ron hissed like an angry goose at her before following Harry. Soon they came across poor Neville who latched onto them like a lifeline. The whole thing would amused Harry had he not worried about the teachers catching them, if anyone came he could avoid being caught easily enough, but the others couldn't and sadly the Jedi within him would not allow them to be caught while he escaped. "What if this is a trap Harry" Hermione said nervously as they manoeuvred through the dark halls, actually causing Harry to stop and look at her.
"Of course it is a trap, which is why we are heading to the kitchens since I crave some sandwiches at the moment, Malfoy however is not going to be so lucky". With that they continued towards the kitchens.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin dorms Malfoy's tale about how he had tricked Harry into meeting in the trophy room was interrupted when a prefect handed him a sealed envelope.
Dear Blondie.
Did you honestly believe that I would fall for your trick. If you check your pockets you will find that your wand is missing.
Said was is currently lying innocently in the trophy room, along with enough cans of spell and magically cleaning resistant paint, set to go off at midnight, coating the entire trophy room in it.
I believe you are intelligent enough to figure out what will happen tomorrow when your teachers find YOUR wand in there along with all the paint, however if my calculations are correct you have about ten minutes to get there find your wand, and get the hell out of there, if you're lucky you might even have enough time to remove the timing spell placed on the cans.
Other than that Mr.Nightmare wishes you a nice evening and hopes that you will bear no ill will.
With a scream more of surprise than actual pain Draco dropped the letter that tore itself into pieces before disappearing. Frantically Draco searched his pockets, before paling and sprinting out of the common room as if the devil himself was on his heels. Nine minutes later he entered the trophy room only to watch Filch standing there with his wand in his hands. "YOU", was as far as Filch came before a cataclysmic bang went up, and two seconds later the entire trophy room was filled from top to bottom in different screaming colours, with a last thought on how much he hated Harry Potter, Draco fainted, partly because of exhaustion, partly because of fear of what would happen.
Some time after this Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville were walking towards the Gryffindor common room when Harry suddenly sensed something. "Snape is coming, run". Of course this made Neville who was deathly afraid of Snape yelp and crash into a suit of armour, most likely waking half the castle up. Harry swiftly grabbed Neville and ran, with Ron and Hermione running behind them at full speed, "quickly in the door", Hermione said as they reached an end of a corridor, however she panicked when it was revealed to be closed.
"Move over", Harry said, and with a wave of his hand the door was unlocked and the four first year students ran inside before closing the door. "Do you think he is gone"? Ron asked Harry after a few seconds. "I don't know, WHAT NEVILLE", Harry said as he looked at Neville who seemed to try and shrink into the wall, and following his line of sight Harry saw a giant three headed dog, rows of big sharp teeth adorned its mouth, and its four legs stood on a trap door, and if the growling noises it made was to go by it was quite angry.
"Oh bugger", Harry exclaimed as he drew his lightsaber, the yellow beam snapping to life with a hiss. "GET OUT", he yelled at the other three, just as the dog lunged at them. The other three yelled in fear, however they were soon relieved when the dog drew back with a owl of pain, one of it's eyes now missing and the wound already cauterised by Harry's lightsaber. Again it lunged, but was thrown back by the strongest Force blast Harry had ever performed, deciding that enough was enough the four of them ran out and closed the door after them, before running as if their lives depended on it back to Gryffindor tower.
Safely back in the tower Hermione managed to get her steam and courage back. "Have you any idea what we did, that dog was obviously there to guard something, as it was standing on a trap door, now I'm going to bed before the two of you figure out another plan to get us killed or worse expelled", then she stomped up the stairs to the girl dorms, leaving one indignant Ron Weasley, one pale ad shivering Neville Longbottom, and last an amused Harry Potter behind.
"You know Ron she really need to get her priorities straight, acts like we forced her to come with us", "I know mate", Ron said with a laugh before they helped Neville back to his bed, only when he was into the warm comfort of his sheets did he stop shaking, and before their very eyes he was out like a light. "Goodnight Ron", Harry said to the redhead who had also gotten into bed.
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The next day proved to be full of surprises, pleasant one's at that, Harry thought as he examined Dumbledore whose body gave sudden involuntary twitches and his right eye wandering off by itself. He seemed to take it in good humour though as his eyes, but the normal and the wandering one twinkled at him, telling Harry that he was perfectly aware of who had booby trapped his office and quarters with pranks.
Harry simply grinned and offered him a toast before looking at the hourglass that showed the house points. Poor Slytherin who had the lead with over fifty points yesterday , were sadly at the last place with a measly five points left, the reason was of course Draco Malfoy who was glaring sullenly at his plate. Maybe Harry had been a bit harsh on the Slytherin seeing as he now had two months of detention with Filch, but still the sooner he got stopped with trying to cheat lie and bully others the sooner he would learn that it was wrong, and besides it wasn't as if anything dangerous had happened to him, Harry mused as he saw Draco pull at his now pink hair, it would stay that way at least a couple of weeks, seeing as there was no cleaner that could remove the paint without causing damage to the boy.
The weeks passed, with Harry managing nicely in his classes, he could even cast a few simple spells wandlessly now, and he had contacted his Master again, and it had been decided that he would make his reports to a female Jedi named Kreia who was stationed at Telos with her Padawan Revan. Every two weeks he would send a report, both on his progress with his 'magic' classes, as well as his Jedi assigned homework, and progress on his Force training and Lightsaber practice. Both of the last ones were conducted through holo devices so Kreia could send reports on his progress back to the council, if he failed to deliever his report within three days Kreia would report to the council before heading to earth to investigate.
Fortunately for Harry Kavar had seen fit to drop in with a small ship that contained the aforementioned equipment as well as his now fixed speeder and enough spare lightsaber parts to create a new one should he need it, as well as a few blasters, grenades and a couple of mines, Kavar it seemed would take no risks when it came to Harry, for which he was very thankful.
His quidditch practice was also going excellent. As McGonagall had predicted, Harry took to quidditch like a fish took to water, and the team was in high spirits about the ever closing quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Hermione sadly had refused to speak to both Ron and Harry since the incident with the three headed dog, though for Ron it actually seemed like a blessing seeing that she seemed to get on his nerves so often that Harry was afraid he'd acquire an ulcer before the tender age of twelve, and before they knew it, it was the last lesson for the day on Halloween.
"Today we shall learn one of the most famous arts of wizardry, Levitation", professor Flitwick said excitedly from atop his stack of books. "Now everyone remember the wand movement and incantation flick and swish, so get to it everyone, Mr.Potter come with me", he said as he walked to the back of his room.
Shrugging Harry left Seamus alone with his feather. "I've noticed that you already hold an excellent grasp of magic Potter, and since I already know that you can levitate something without a wand even I was wondering if you would like to try something more advanced"?
"That would be excellent professor", Harry smiled. "Nothing my boy nothing, your mother was quite gifted in charms as well, here take this book, and try out some of the spells in it on your free time", he said as he handed over an old big book. "Thank you professor", Harry said, as he followed Flitwick back to his seat, just in time to see Hermione manage the spell and levitate her feather while Ron sat beside her with a sour face.
"Excellent Miss Granger has done it, five points to Gryffindor", exclaimed the excitable teacher, just as Seamus' feather went up in a large blaze of fire. As soon as the bell rang Harry sprinted out of the classroom and into the forest, where he headed over to where his ship was hidden. With a wave of his hand the cloaking device deactivated and he swiftly entered it to find his speeder.
A few minutes later Hagrid shook his head with confusion. He could have sworn that he just saw Harry fly past in about 300mph in something that looked slightly like one of those muggle cors or something, after all such things didn't work at Hogwarts did they?, shaking his head he continued his treck through the forest.
Later at the feast Harry was sitting across from Ron, tasting the various assortments of candy and the like, while examining the hall. Bats were flying around over their heads, and the candles had been replaced by giant floating pumpkins, each with their own candle inside, casting the hall in a dark cosy atmosphere.
"So where is Hermione"? Harry asked Neville who sat beside him. "I heard from Parvati that she's been in the girls bathroom all day crying", Ron looked slightly guilty about this, and Harry was about to ask why when the doors suddenly flew up and a panicked professor Quirrel ran in. "TROLL IN THE DUNGEON T-T-TROLL IN THE DUNGEON, thought you ought to know", he finished lamely before falling over in a dead faint.
There was a second or so of silence before almost the entire hall screamed in panic and started to run towards the door.
"SIIIIILENCE", Dumbledore yelled, effectively stopping everyone. "Everyone please stay calm, prefects will escort you back to your common rooms, while the teachers shall accompany me down to the dungeons, now off you trot".
Percy immediately seizing control puffed his chest forward. "Gryffindors follow me, quickly now". As one everyone started to follow their prefects, except Harry who held Ron and Neville back. "Hermione doesn't know, we need to get her", with a shaky nod from both of them they split away from the Gryffindors and headed towards the girls bathrooms.
"Guys take one of these", Harry said as he handed each of them a blaster. "Their easy to use, just point it towards the place you want to hit, and aim with these crosshairs, and pull the trigger", Ron and Neville simply nodded before they followed him again.
They had just reached the corridor where the girls bathrooms were located before a piercing scream was heard, and together the three kids yelled "HERMIONE", and then they were off. Inside the bathroom they could see the huge grey hided troll stand above Hermione with it's club raised.
"Oi you filthy sack of bantha poodo pick on someone your own side", Harry yelled as he squeezed off a shot from his last blaster pistol, causing the troll to scream in pain as a violent burn appeared at the back of its head where it had been hit. With a roar it turned towards the three boys roaring in anger and pain as more bolts of energy hit it's resistant hide.
Out in the hall the three boys scattered, and naturally the troll charged towards the closest person who happened to be Harry. Harry who saw that the blasters did little damage immediately drew his lightsaber and with the welcoming snap hiss it's deadly yellow energy beam shot out. "Guys get Hermione", Harry yelled, as he jumped over a strike from the troll's club that would have crushed him like a gizka underneath a walker.
Dodging a few more strikes Harry took used the Force to enhance his speed, and with excellent timing he managed to cut off one of the troll's legs, before driving his lightsaber deep into it's brains, killing it instantly. He had barely gotten his saber out from the troll's head before the Force screamed a warning to him, and instantly he brought his saber up to deflect the incoming red bolt of energy heading towards him, the next thing he knew was a loud bang, lots of pain and light before it all went black.
A few minutes earlier:
Severus Snape was at the moment very unhappy, he had headed up to the third floor to intercept Quirrel and what did he get? Oh yes Hagrid's monstrosity of a pet almost bit his leg off, after that he had been forced to retreat, and in his luck he stumbled across McGonagall, Flitwick, Dumbledore and Quirrel. He had not even managed to acknowledge their presence before they heard a terrible ruckus somewhere close, so along with the other teachers he had moved as fast towards the sounds as his wounded leg would take him. As they entered the corridor where the girls bathroom was they saw the troll about to hit something or someone they couldn't see, and with lightning reflexes he fired off a reducto towards the troll's back.
To his and the other teachers astonishment the troll had tipped forward thanks to a yellow beam cutting through its leg, and shortly thereafter killed by the same beam which was driven through it's head. With a rush of panic and satisfaction at the same time he saw that Potter was the one who had done it and his reducto was only a few feet away from hitting him, but Potter had moved with a speed so fast he barely caught it, and his reducto hit the yellow beam in Potter's hands.
The results were catastrophic. The overpowered curse would have been able to blow a hole in the thick oaken entrance doors at Hogwarts, and when it hit the yellow energy beam it created a big explosion of red and yellow light temporarily blinding them. Once their vision had returned to normal they could see Potter lying a few feet away dead or unconscious, he couldn't tell, but there was a lot of blood, and Potter had burns and cuts all over him, and from what he could see several broken bones. Quickly the teachers moved over to him, and Dumbledore breathed in relief when he discovered that Potter was still alive.
"Minerva take him to the hospital wing immediately, Severus go fetch some potions to help him", with a nod both teachers raced off, Minerva McGonagall levitating the broken unconscious form of Harry Potter behind her.
Miss.Granger Messers Longbottom and Weasley please tell us what happened here", Dumbledore told the three remaining students who had watched in horror as Harry was floated away.
AN/ I apologise for the shortness and lateness of this update, but sadly as always RL is my best friend (note the sarcasm in that statement) so I realy havent got much time on my hands. On a lighter note the plot bunnies have started to dissapear a little, making it easier for me to write with less ideas in my head. Also I have started writing on an update to 'Commander Potter' and 'Marked by Lightning' so expect an update with one or both of those withing the next two weeks.
Sadly seeing how much time it takes for each upload on this fic, I give green light to anyone who wishes to adopt it (or the principles at leas, not completely ripping it off) but this does not mean that I will stop writing it, as I have said, much of the general storyline is now written down, so hopefully updates should be faster (I'm hoping for once a month)
Thank you everyone who has steadfastly followed this fic and not given up on me, and as always reviews, opinions, suggestions and CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM is welcome.
-Tellie571