Lightning Summoner

By James the Fox

"Rammu, naytanc! Muug, E ys Cbaygehk eh Al Bhed! Yfacusa!"

Rikku: "Vehymmo, dra haqd Lrybdan! E lyhhud fyed du caa Harry gelg pidd! E's yldiymmo gehty cinbnecat dryd oui lyh cbayg Al Bhed!"

"Al Bhed femm pa eh edymelc, icd cu oui ghuf vun vidina lrybdanc. Harry femm ica ed uvdah frah cbaygehk du rescamv un du yho udran Al Bhed Ra femm ymcu ica ed frah ra fyhdc du gaab y calnad. Naytehk Al Bhed femm megamo bnutila cbuemanc."

Knuckles: "What're they saying?"

Harry: "... They're saying, 'Rammu, naytanc! Muug, E Cbay-'"

Knuckles: "I know that!, What does it mean?"

Harry: "It means, 'Knuckles sucks! The Al Bhed are much cooler than him, and they have thier own language! Harry will be using the language because he's so awsome. It will always be in Italics in the story, and may contain spoilers for the story of FFX and Lightning Summoner!"

Knuckles: "WHAT!? Oh, those two are so dead!"

"Fryd! E tet hud cyo yhodrehk uv dra cund! Harry, oui meyn!"

Knuckles: "Insult me, will ya? I'm gonna pulverize you!"

Rikku: "Knuckles, hu! Fa teth'd cyo yhodrehk pyt ypuid oui! Harry ec dnelgehk oui, dnoehk du kad pylg yd James vun dra cdivv ra ryc cad ib vun Harry!"

Harry: "Ohh, Knuckles, Rikku said even more horrible things about you! You won't let her get away with that, will you?"

"Ir, haqd lrybdan, pakeh!"

Chapter 3: The Hogwarts Express

"Why are we here, Ensiath?"

"It's the first of September, and the students of Hogwarts are to get on a train at King's Cross to go there."

"I know, but why are WE here?"

"You're a student, Harry."

"Yeah, but weren't we were already at Hogwarts?" Ensiath sighed at his ward. As mature the boy was, (being considered of age in Spira and therefore here in the Wizarding World as well) he just wasn't patient. If there was a quicker, more effective way of getting somewhere, he was all for it.

"You see, Harry, starting next year, we will be taking this route to school, and we want to become as familiar as we can with it as possible. So we're going to take this route THIS year. And besides, it gives you a chance to make friends. Understand?"

"… I guess… But-"

"No more buts, please. I'm trying to find Platform 9¾."

"I was going to say, 'But did Dumbledore tell you where to look for this Platform?' I'm guessing not. Please, contradict me."

"…"

"He didn't? How does he expect us to find Platform 9¾ if we don't even know where to LOOK?"

"It's probably between Platforms 9 and 10." Harry chuckled at his teacher's joke.

"… Yeah… Well, I guess we'll just have to see if there are any witches or wizards near there, and see how they get in." The two were wearing simple clothes that would be commonplace in Spira or in the "Muggle" world. They walked about, listening for anything Wizard-like or magical. Finally, Harry caught something.

"…I can't believe that it's time for you to go to Hogwarts already… oh, time has flown on by…" Harry turned quickly to face the sound, noticing a rather large family of redheads. Ensiath and Harry strolled up to them, deciding to ask the family directly.

"Hey, do you know how to get to Platform 9¾?" The eldest redhead, likely the mother, smiled.

"Oh, is this your first time coming to Hogwarts, too? Our little boy, Ron," She gestured to the youngest of the boys, who was currently being playfully picked on by his older twin brothers, " is also having his first year too. The entry is quite simple. Just go through that pillar there." As she spoke, her oldest child walked through and disappeared. "Why don't you try?"

"…" Ensiath was slightly perturbed by the thought of a hidden passageway in a solid wall. This kind of thing practically never happened in the logical world (even in Spira), after all. Harry, however, had no such fears. After thanking the woman, he walked up to and through the wall. Shaking his head slightly at his student's hastiness, Ensiath followed, finding himself and Harry standing before a large red train. Everywhere they looked fledgling wizards and witches said goodbye to their families for a year, or getting aboard the Hogwarts Express.

"… Rumo lnyb, drana ec y mud uv dras," Harry muttered.

"Well, let's get aboard, shall we?" Ensiath suggested, ignoring the language Harry had used. Harry nodded, ready to go.

They eventually found an empty room on the train, and chose to stay there. Harry called upon his Dress Sphere and was in his school robes in seconds. The two sat and waited for the train to start moving, enjoying the silence. It wasn't long before they were accompanied, though. The young boy from before opened the door, glad to have found a place with some room.

"Hey, could I sit here?"

"Certainly." The redhead thanked Harry and sat opposite him. A short silence followed, and was broken by Harry. "Hey, what's your name, kid?"

"Ron. Ronald Weasley. What's your name?" Harry sat in silence, contemplating giving a false name to buy some time without fans, but finally answered.

"I'm Harry Potter, and this is my Guardian, Ensiath. Good to meet you." Ensiath gave a nod of his head to acknowledge the conversation. Ron's eyes bulged slightly.

"Harry Potter? You mean THE Harry Potter? The one who destroyed You-Know-Who as a baby?"

"One, yes, and please don't make too big a deal out of it. I've had enough of people overreacting about me to last me a lifetime. Two, you really should just call him by his name. I mean, come on! Sin was five hundred times as destructive as Voldemort (Ron flinched at the word) and around over nine hundred years longer than he was, and you don't see all of Spira refusing to say its name!" Harry grumbled, getting more and more annoyed at the wizarding community's insistence that Voldemort's name be practically taboo. Sure, Spira had its stupid points, but good grief!

"… Uh…" Ron seemed to be contemplating asking something.

"Yes?"

"… What's Sin and Spira?" Harry smacked his forehead.

"…Eteud. Uv luinca ra fuimth'd ghuf uv Sin. Ra ryc hajan paah du Spira." Harry sighed. Ron raised an eyebrow.

"What did you say?"

"… Nothing of importance. Look; ask me later if you're interested. I could spend a long time just trying to get my thoughts straight when telling you about Spira in general, let alone Sin. Suffice it to say that Spira is a continent and Sin was like Spira's Voldemort (flinch), only much, much worse."

"Uh, sure… By the way, what's Ensiath doing with you? I mean, no disrespect, but he's not a student, right?"

"True, but he's my teacher, so he comes with me almost everywhere I go." The two talked for a while into the trip. Partway through, Ron's older brothers, Fred or George ('or was it George and Fred?' Harry asked himself many times during the encounter.), came by, and asked if Harry would like to sign a toilet seat they were planning to send off to their little sister, Ginny. Harry muttered that he'd think about it, even though he didn't particularly like signing stuff. After that, almost nothing else interesting happened until about halfway through the trip. A first year boy with a slightly chubby face came in, looking desperate. He was followed by another first year, a girl with bushy brown hair.

"He-hey, have you seen my toad, Trevor?" Harry looked at the boy, smiling.

"No, but I happen to be able to help. Do you happen to have anything that he touched?" The boy revealed a small part of his robes that had some frog slime on it. Yep, there was.

"OK, I can use that. Scan!" Suddenly the green in Harry's eyes spread, passing his iris. At the same time, Harry's vision took the same green tint and seemed to lock on to the slime. Information sprung up at once, describing basic genetic data about the toad, including any strategies it might use in a confrontation.

"Gotcha!" Harry quickly looked about, using Scan to find the toad hopping about near the end of the train. "You'll find him that way. He's in a corner, but might be hard to see because it's in hidden in the shadows. Be careful, he may try to slip through your grasp. Why don't you come back when you find him?"

"Thanks." The duo left, coming back a little later with Trevor in hand.

"Good to see you found him. I never did get your names, by the way."

"Oh, s-sorry!" The boy laughed with embarrassment. "I'm Neville Longbottom, and this is Hermione Granger."

"Good to meet you! This is Ensiath and Ron Weasley. I'm Harry Potter." Once again, he was bombarded by the same questions about himself, Spira, and Sin. Harry once again explained the basics of Spira and Sin and invited them to ask later, when he could get organized about how he could tell them about it. Out of all of them, Harry noticed that Hermione seemed the most enthusiastic about learning new information. So the trio had become a posse and they spoke about what they might see and learn at Hogwarts. Eventually, a trolley cart came by, and Harry used 20 Gil (Which translated into about 40 Galleons) to get some of everything on the cart. However, their frolicking could not last forever. Soon after the cart left, the door opened, and a pale boy with blond hair stepped in with two muscular, idiotic-looking people.

"I heard that Harry Potter was in here." He looked at each of the children, finally reaching Harry. " I'm Draco Malfoy. These are Crabbe and Goyle"

"A pleasure, Draco."

"Likewise… Although I'm sorry to say, I can't say the same about your friends. I'm certain you could do better… I could help with that."

"I believe I have good friends as is, Draco… But you're welcome to join with us if you want," Harry said with a friendly tone as he offered the boy a Pumpkin Pastry. Draco, however, refused, giving the group a look of disgust, and left, his 'friends' following him. Harry looked at the now closed door for a few seconds. "… He's kinda rude… I mean, I was being polite and he just turns and leaves without a 'thanks, but no thanks.' Ah well. More candy for us, eh?" Harry laughed at that, and dug into his food. Eventually, the train arrived at Hogwarts…

"Rude little punk…"

Harry: "Did you expect anything else?"

Draco: "I resent that!"

Harry: "YOU!"

Draco: "CRAP!"

"E's kuehk du ryja du cekh uvv cu oui ymm tuh'd kad dnyisydewat. Drec gehty drehk caasc du pa rybbahehk suna yht suna…"

Knuckles: "YOU!"

"Caa? E ys cekhehk uvv..."