Lightning Summoner
By James the Fox
"Okay... I have no idea what to say right now."
Naruto: "Yeah... Me either..."
"… Oh! I have a Youtube account now with a KH Video. But other than that, I have nothing."
Harry: "Copyrights are on the first Chapter! Back, lawyers, back to the court you came from!"
"On to the Fic!"
Book 1: Harry Potter and the Lightning Summoner
Chapter One: Enter Harry
10 Years Later…
Dumbledore was worried. He's been worried ever since what happened 10 years ago. Voldemort may have been defeated, but there had been no sign of Harry Potter, the one who defeated him. Dumbledore knew the child was alive from the letter Hagrid had found. The question, however, was whether the person who had left the letter was good or evil. And today, 5 days before the child's 11th birthday, another letter had arrived to one Sirius Black, the one who was once accused of betraying James and Lily Potter. (Evidence that proved otherwise was in the first letter) This 2nd letter had only 2 words on it.
"Expect us."
Here he wondered about it while sitting at his usual seat in the Great Hall of Hogwarts. It was about 7:00pm and a storm had been going strong since this morning. The other teachers were talking about what to expect of this letter.
"'Expect us.' This obviously means that Harry will be arriving here at Hogwarts soon!"
"Yes, but one must wonder what he'll be like."
"He'll probably be fine. A nice, normal boy."
"Not with that bit of his father in him. He'll be expecting a party celebrating his arrival." All the teachers turned to the Potions Master, Severus Snape.
"What makes you think that?"
"The boy will know of his heritage and status in the wizarding world. Of course he'll be just as big-headed as his father."
"You can't prove that until he arrives."
And so the teachers bantered on and on. What house would he be in, what class he'll be good at, how much he'll be like his mother or father, what the other students will think of him… all the while, Dumbledore only wondered if he was going to even show up.
Just when his hopes started to falter, the doors opened. There were two people walking into the Hall. The taller of the two wore a zipped up sapphire blue sleeveless coat with a large sword sheathed and buckled to his back. He was rather muscular, but not ridiculously muscular. A black pair of pants was visible under the coat with black boots. His hair was silver and went all the way down to his waist, at the same time partially hiding his cat-like orange eyes.
The boy next to him wore dark red robes with a dragon carefully designed on the back. Hanging around his neck was a chain necklace with an emerald shaped like a lightning symbol hanging on it. The gloves were red as well and had emeralds polished into a smooth circle on the back of the hands. The child's boots were brown traveling boots that were very worn. A green staff with a golden symbol on the top end of it with a lightning bolt hallow on it was in his right hand. A hood covered the person's face, but it was almost obvious that this was Harry.
"We're sorry for being late," The older man said almost emotionlessly. "Our original ride to Europe bailed, so we took the senic route."
"Who are you?" Dumbledore asked.
"This is my guardian, Ensiath," Harry spoke up. His voice told everyone that this was a young but mature being, not a person to be taken lightly. He removed his hood, revealing jet-black hair that was medium length and very unruly. His green eyes seemed to spark with power that rivaled Dumbledore. This was surely someone who would make even Voldemort quake in his boots. "And from your faces he was right in telling me that I would be easily recognized."
"So, have you gotten your school supplies?"
"No, not yet." Harry smiled a bit. "However, once I know what I will need, I can collect them."
"You seem to think that you can do anything you want, Mr. Potter." Harry turned towards Snape.
"Do you have a problem with that, sir?" Harry's voice was polite, but challenging.
"You are far too young to be walking about doing things alone. You might… disappear… again." Harry could tell that Snape was annoyed at his independence. He could also sense a question from the voice and a tingling in his head, like his mind was being looked at…
"Okay, two things. First, stop poking around in my mind, it's annoying and unethical. Two, if you want to know where I've been, I'll tell you."
'Finally,' Dumbledore thought. 'An explanation…'
"After what happened, I was brought away to a place specified by a pre-made arrangement by my parents…"
Sirius, who had been sitting in the DADA teacher's seat since Quirrel wasn't around currently, suddenly interrupted. "Why didn't they tell us?"
Ensiath looked towards Harry then back to the teachers, finally coming to a decision. He sat at a table and replied, "They had no time. They spoke with us the night before Voldemort arrived."
Harry continued. "Anyway, in accordance with this arrangement, I was sent to the hidden continent of Spira. And before you ask, I'll tell you. Spira is a continent hidden in exactly the same way my parent's house was protected. A place where Wizards and Muggles live together, each completely aware of the other's existence. It's a pretty good system. Anyway, I was sent there due to my mother's heritage."
"But Lily was a muggleborn! Not a drop of magic in her family!"
"That's where you're wrong. My mother had done a little bit of research into her family before she died. Really, there was someone way back in her bloodline that once saved the world from a force greater than Voldemort with her magic. This woman, Lady Yuna, was what many believed would be the last of her kind, the Summoners. With her last breath, however, she passed her power down, dormant, to her only child. One of descendants left Spira and raised a family right here in Britain. When my mother was born, Yuna's power partially awakened, and she became a witch." Everyone was silent in light of this new information about a person that they thought they had known completely. After a short time, Ensiath continued the story.
"About at the same time that Harry was born, the Fayth, beings who gave their lives to become creatures that could be used by a Summoner to protect Spira, awoke because they could sense the power of a Summoner in existence. A man named Renzof was sent to check it out. He found Lily and after a short talk, they came to an agreement. The Potters would leave for Spira in 3 days, just enough time for them to say their good-byes and prepare. If, somehow, they were discovered, Renzof was to do whatever it took to get Harry safely to Spira. Renzof cared for Harry for 6 years before he was turned over to me. All the while, he has learned to control the brand of magic that all Spirans can use."
Dumbledore thought for a moment before asking his next question. "How is your magic different than our magic?"
Harry chuckled a little bit. "Spira's magic doesn't require a wand, or an incantation. All it needs is willpower and one of these." Harry produced from his pocket a small board of stone that had a few glowing orbs imbedded in them. As soon as he pulled it out, it increased in size to be about as big as a game board. "This is called a Sphere Grid. It's a special tablet that is linked to a person's magic core. Everyone has one, but only the Spirans have been able to give it a physical form. It's also indestructible, so I don't have to worry about anything. Anyway, the grid shows every ability or spell I can learn. A glowing gem called a Sphere marks anything I have learned. I can also use Wild Spheres, Spheres that can be found all over Spira, to open Grid Gates, blockades in my magic core that keep me from learning techniques I'd otherwise be quite capable of using." The Sphere Grid shrank and Harry put it away.
"Anyway… if it's okay, I'd like to find a bed. We just hiked 20 miles through the forest and it's left us both really tired…" A little later, Harry was sleeping in one of the many guest rooms Hogwarts had, completely oblivious to the dumbstruck teachers who had just met the strangest 11 year old they'd ever know.
"Harry is pretty mature for his age because of a few things I'll explain later. Suffice it to say that being a Summoner isn't a cakewalk…"
Yuna: "True. But it can be worth it in the end."
"… Only you could say such a thing about being a Summoner, little Miss Positive…"