The-Demon-Who-Lived
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto. They are both respectively owned by J.K Rowling and Masashi Kishimoto.
A/N: Now that I've gotten past the first part the story will now be speeding up.
Chapter 4: Hogwarts
-Sunday, September 1st 1991-
Harry groaned as he rolled out of bed. A look at his watch showed it to be 5 am, his regular waking time. Stretching out his arms until his bones popped he lazily rose from his bed and wandered to the bathroom. He growled in disgust as he noticed the dried blood on his arm and hands, he had been too tired to clean it up last night. Thankfully his wound had healed up on the walk to his bedroom last night so he didn't need to worry about stains on his bed.
After finishing up in the bathroom Harry quickly dressed in a pair of exercise clothes and made his way out of the common room. Using the knowledge he stole from the sorting hat he quickly made his way to the entrance hall and out onto the grounds.
Two hours later Harry had finished his morning exercises which consisted of a run around the lake, a few hundred push ups and sit ups before practicing his Taijutsu and Kenjutsu with his daggers. After all that he spent half an hour meditating to clear his mind, reinforce his barriers and strengthen his control over his core.
Around 7:35 Harry made his way back into the common room, breakfast was in 25 minutes so he wasn't surprised that the room was mostly empty. What did surprise him was when a group of 6 older students rose from their seats and made their way over to him. He noticed that one of them was Higg's, who was currently sneering at him. The look just made him look ridiculous due to the bandages covering his broken nose and the short length of his teeth which had yet to fully grow back.
One of them, a tall blond haired girl with violet eyes spoke first.
"Good morning Potter, mind joining us for a chat?" she asked kindly, as she spoke her eyes roamed over his sweat drenched form, lingering on the muscles that showed through his wet shirt.
"As you can most likely see, I'm in dire need of a shower, can this wait?" Harry replied politely
The girl smiled as she lifted her wand "Purifico"
Harry sighed as the cleaning spell hit him and he was made proper once more.
"Very well lets talk." He said slightly annoyed.
Grinning widely the girl grabbed hold of his arm and led him towards a group of seats, the others followed behind.
"Well where should I begin." The girl hummed lightly playing with his hair. The others shot her annoyed looks which she ignored.
Harry simply remained silent and observant and after a moment she spoke again.
"You see Harry, can I call you Harry?" She asked, he gave her a nod "Thank you, well you see Harry we're what's known as the Slytherin Council. The council is made up of the best students of each year and our job is to handle all affairs that happen within and outside the house, we are each in charge of our year and it is our responsibility as the leaders to watch out for our fellow Slytherins." she explained.
"It's also the reason that you haven't gotten in trouble over the fight last night. Since Higgs here started it you were in no way at fault and everyone knows not to share such information outside the house." One of the older boys added. "There may be rumors around the school but no Slytherin will agree or deny them."
"Okay..." Harry replied hesitantly, he had expected to get some sort of punishment for the state he put those three in but it would appear that he was getting away with it.
"Oh I'm Harper Baddock by the way, head of the seventh years." The girl added "That there is Vaisey Addams, head of the sixth years."
A tall dark boy with dark brown hair and golden eyes nodded and gave him a wave.
"You've already met Terence Higg's, head of the fifth years" She added whimsically, Terence snarled at her before continuing to glare at Harry.
"Then there's Alexov Chaskivch, head of the fourth years." she stated pointing to a tanned boy with dark red hair and black eyes. Alexov gave him a small nod and Harry waved in reply.
"Kristine Fletcher head of the third years." Harper stated pointing out a young girl with long black hair and gray eyes. The girl smiled and batted her lashes at him, he gave her a kind smile causing her to blush and double her meager efforts in seducing him.
"Then there's Patrick Lodeson, head of the second years." she said pointing to a small pale boy with short dirty blond hair and blue eyes.
"And lastly there's you Harry Potter, head of the first years." she finished with a flourish.
Harry simply gave them a blank look.
"Excuse me?" he asked "I believe I misheard you."
"You heard correctly Harry, we want you to be head of the first years." Harper replied
"Why?"
"Well your display yesterday for one thing. Setting aside your Hufflepuff like behavior you acted to protect your friends and year-mates which is one of the functions of the council, then there's the skill you showed. Not many could keep up with your movements yet alone do the same, you've already proven to be far stronger than most in the house.."
"I object to that, he didn't even use any spells, he just fought like a filthy muggle!" Terence cut in angrily.
Harper turned and glared at him causing him to gulp "You should be more ashamed of that fact Terence. You and four others of your year were defeated by a first year who used no magic at all. And besides if you ask any of the sixth or seventh year students they can tell you that Potter is very powerful magically, he keeps his core very tightly controlled but those of us that can sense it felt some of his power last night"
"And there's also that spell he used to take out Malev, he didn't even use a wand'' Patrick added.
Terence could only sputter and shut his mouth as the other council members sided with Harper.
"I still don't see why you want me in your council, yesterday most of you wanted me dead for killing your 'dark lord'" Harry cut in.
"Oh don't mind that, just cause we're Slytherins doesn't mean we're death eaters. Most of them were just peeved that the spoiled brat boy-who-lived was sorted into our house. After all we all had to go through years of listening to Professor Snape mutter about how you were being spoiled and raised to be the Gryffindor golden boy. It was only yesterday that he retracted his statements and made sure we knew to treat you like any other Slytherin" Vaisley explained "Besides Slytherins respect power, and you already proved that you're powerful."
"Ah, well I suppose that makes sense. So what would I have to do as a council member?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well for starters you have to look after the other first years. If they get in trouble it's your job to find out the cause, attempt to help them get out of trouble or just make sure the punishments are just. It's also your job to keep them in line which is why the strongest of each year is selected for the council. Lastly it's your job to protect Slytherin house as a whole, do your best to gain house points and report anything suspicious to a prefect or our head of house, Professor Snape." Harper explained
"Most of the other houses are against Slytherin since they think we're all evil. We need to look out for ourselves and stick together. As the first year council member you'll have to make sure the other first years get along and that they are protected from the other houses." Vaisley added.
"So will you agree to join?" Kristin asked batting her lashes at him.
Harry simply shrugged "Might as well, it doesn't sound too bad."
Harper clapped her hands "Goodie, welcome to the Slytherin council Harry." she said excitedly. "We'll make sure to spread the word around."
The others gave him a round of congratulations with Higg's simply grumbling something out.
"Now then onto the next item of business. Selecting the head of the council." Vaisley commented.
"Ah yes, how will we do it this year?" Alexov asked jokingly.
"Same as the last few hundred years of course, free for all battle." Harper stated excitedly.
Vaisley groaned "Why even bother? You've won every year since your third year Harper." he stated.
Harry shot the girl an assessing look, she definitely looked harmless and her attitude was far to cheery for someone that was used to battle but he supposed she might just be good at hiding her skill, this was Slytherin house after all.
Harper shot him a look as well and something flashed in her eyes "Yes but this year we have such an interesting new member, I'm looking forward to seeing what he can do." She said with a grin.
Higg's smirked as he stared at Harry, they could practically hear the wheels turning in his mind as he planned his revenge.
Harry smirked right back.
"Well then, the 'election' will take place after lunch today." Harper announced with a grin "Now then we have ten minutes till breakfast everyone is dismissed."
Sighing to himself Harry made his way back to the first year dorms, the room was already empty so he assumed the others were down at breakfast. Regardless of the cleaning charms he still chose to hop in the shower quickly before grabbing a set of green robes, his watch and both wands (One hidden behind powerful illusions of course).
"Where did you go this morning?" Draco asked cautiously as Harry sat down beside him.
Harry frowned at this, his friends had been acting differently since last night. He could easily tell that they weren't afraid of him, but they seemed to treat him with more respect and distance than before and it was getting annoying. He had also noticed a change with the rest of Slytherin house as he walked to breakfast, those he came across in the hallways would stop all conversations and make room for him to pass. Even now at breakfast there was a noticeable gap between his group and the rest of Slytherin house as the first years were being avoided.
"Exercising." Harry replied softly as he bit into a piece of toast.
Draco simply nodded at his reply and continued eating his breakfast.
"Is that how you were able to beat those guys last night?" Blaise asked. All talking at the Slytherin table stopped as everyone craned their necks to hear the conversation. A few at the head table shot them suspicious looks because of the sudden silence.
"Yes it is, I like to keep fit and my speed helped greatly in that fight." Harry replied calmly. A few students nodded and talking began once more at the table. Harry sighed when he realized all the conversations were about him but shrugged it off, there wasn't really much he could do about it.
Harry glared at the wall in front of him, willing it to do something.
He was currently on the seventh floor of the castle, in front of a blank wall across from a tapestry. After making some excuse to ditch the others Harry had followed his senses and sought out the presence that was calling to him. That had led him to this wall, he could feel whatever it was on the other side but had no way of reaching it. His eyes revealed a strange twist in the fabric of space on this spot but he had no way of breaching it.
Breaking down the wall wouldn't work and as he could see willing it to change was not working either.
With a sigh Harry turned and walked off, the presence still called to him but until he could figure out a way past whatever barriers protected it, it would have to wait.
"Woof!"
Harry cursed as he ducked underneath a large swinging paw. The three headed dog growled at him once more before swiping at him again. Rolling to the side Harry fired a stunner at the dog but it merely splashed off the creatures fur. With a growl the creature lunged once more as one of its heads clamped its jaws around him.
The dog barked curiously when its teeth passed through Harry's body as if he wasn't there at all. The three heads cocked to the side in curiosity as they continued to attack him but found all their attacks phasing through him with no damage.
Observing the creature Harry sighed as information on the summon beast before him came to the front of his mind.
'Well that explains what the first presence on this floor was.' Harry thought humorously ignoring the Cerberus for the door it was standing upon.
'I wonder whats in that trapdoor underneath it' He pondered. He could sense the presence of a demonic plant below the door and there was also the two demon kind down within. One a creature and the other an item.
Unfortunately he would need to either kill the Cerberus or maneuver around it before he could enter the door, any other attempts to bypass the door were blocked by the magic wards cast around the room and he would need to become tangible to touch the door. Something he had no plans of doing until he dealt with the Cerberus.
As the dog continued to swipe at him playfully, Harry pondered his choices. Killing it was certainly out since Cerberi were nearly extinct and as a magical creature himself it was his duty to look out for other magical creatures, summon or demonic, dark or (ugh) light. Had the Cerberi been well protected or plentiful creatures he would have torn this one apart for even daring to attack him.
Throwing the beast an annoyed glare Harry attempted once more to speak to it but like many other summon-kind it had forgotten how to use human speech or speak with its aura. So with a final look around the room he made his way to the door and exited the room.
Harry growled as he wandered around the dungeons looking for a hidden entrance or something but no matter how much he searched he could find nothing. There wasn't even a touch of magic to show a protected entrance and it was getting annoying.
He was currently in the lowest dungeon floor, below him was an upper-tier demonic presence but from what he could sense it was still further down and there was no other way for him to reach it. Unlike the Cerberus on the third floor this being was not only powerful but unreachable as well.
He had attempted to teleport to it but with no idea of what lay below him and an image of his destination he was unable to reach it. Growling once more in frustration Harry made his way to the great hall once more for lunch.
Placing a smile on his face Harry entered the great hall and made his way over to his friends.
He was glad to notice that the rest of the house was less weary of him now, word must have spread about his induction to the council and most were less afraid of him since it was mostly his duty to help protect them and their house. He noticed with slight annoyance that he now recieved awe/respect/lust filled looks from more people but luckily Higg's and his small group of supporters were still sending him hate filled looks which balanced everything out.
He caught Snape's eye as he walked and the man gave him a slight nod, Harry returned the nod before taking a seat next to Draco. He could see the curiosity in Snapes eyes every time the man looked at him. Snape knew there was something different about him but there was no chance of him figuring it out.
Harry also noticed Dumbledore watching him as he spoke with his friends, the old man gave him a kind smile when their eyes met before turning to talk with Quirrell.
Quirrell. Harry frowned as he saw the man, there was something off about him. His magical aura showed up in two separate colors and he seemed to have two souls within his body. Something had happened to the professor since they had last met in Diagon Alley and it was not good seeing as the leech on his soul was slowly killing him.
Harry shrugged, it was none of his business. It was just one less human to deal with.
His hands twitched as he looked away. He had to fight down the urge to run up there and test his Outer Path on the first person with two souls he had met since the Jinchuriki in his memories. But like his urge to experiment with the ghosts he fought it down and buried it within him, he would get his hands on Quirrell sooner or later and then he could examine him as much as he wanted.
"Harry!" A voice shouted from down the hallway.
Turning around Harry and his friends noticed the familiar form of Hermione Granger rushing up to meet them.
"Go ahead without me guys, I'll meet you in the common room." Harry stated to his friends. Any complaints they may have had were cut off with a well placed glare. Turning they continued on their path to the dungeons as he waited for Hermione to catch up.
"Hey Harry, thanks for waiting." The girl said catching her breath.
"No problem Hermione, so how's life in Gryffindor?" Harry asked. The girl frowned slightly.
"It's not too bad, most of them spent the whole time talking about you being in Slytherin but so far the house is nice. Neville and I made good friends with a pair of third year twins, they like to pull pranks but they also have a lot of knowledge about the school and some different types of magic." she replied
"That's good, its good to know you're making friends in you're house." Harry replied with a smile.
"Yeah it is." Hermione agreed "How about you? Most of the Slytherins looked angry with you at the sorting." she asked.
"Oh don't worry about that, after getting to know me they lightened up." Harry answered.
"But.." Hermione started to say but he cut her off with a finger gently placed to her lips.
"I wish I could talk more with you Hermione but I need to hurry to my common room for a meeting." Harry stated ignoring the blush that was spreading across her face from the close contact.
"Huh? Oh sure, maybe we can talk later." she replied shyly.
"Sure thing Hermione, I'll speak to you later." Harry said. Giving her a smile he turned and walked off into the dungeons.
A room built next to the common room had been cleared out and expanded for the council's match, bleachers had been conjured and now housed the rest of Slytherin house as they cheered and watched the 7 figures standing in the center of the room on a raised stage. Harry and the other council members stood on the platform about to start their free for all battle.
Snape stood off to the side supervising as his house continued a century long tradition. As head of house he would watch and make sure everything turned out fairly as well as set up barriers to prevent harm from befalling the spectators.
Holding up his wand Snape fired out the set of green sparks that was the signal to begin.
Before anyone could even move a pair of red lights slammed into the chests of Kirsten and Patrick. The two collapsed quickly and all eyes turned to the source of the attacks, on one end stood Harper who had taken down Patrick while on the other Harry stood with his wand still out.
"Taking out the weakest link as well Potter?" Harper asked jokingly.
"Not really, she just happened to have annoyed me earlier today." Harry replied calmly.
Snape smirked, he had expected such speed and skill from Harper for sure. She was a seventh year after all and her position as council head for the last 4 years hadn't been earned on looks alone.
What had surprised him was Potter's skill, he had been watching the boy at the start and was shocked at the speed he had showed in drawing his wand and firing a spell. The boy's skill in close combat had shocked him as well yesterday but he had passed it off as something his muggle relatives had forced him to learn, but now it would seem Potter also had some skill in dueling.
Vaisley and Alexov seeing Harper distracted by her conversation with Harry drew their wands and fired a volley of stunners at her. Harper managed to dodge the two spells and began fighting back.
Harry on the other hand was fighting against Terence Higg's as the boy threw spell after spell at him. Since the battles were magic only Terence assumed he had the upper hand against Harry and chose this moment to get his revenge.
"Diffindo!" He shouted slashing his wand.
Harry rolled to the side to avoid the cutting curse and as he jumped back up he jabbed his wand at Terence three times.
"Foro!"
Three thin beams of white light flew towards Terence who jumped aside to avoid them. The piercing hexs hit the barriers Snape had set up and dissipated into the air.
Flicking his wand Higgs shouted out "Flipendo"
"Protego"
The knockback jinx hit Harry's shield and disappeared, canceling his shield Harry ducked down as a stunner flew over his head from the battle behind him.
Snape frowned watching the fight. Potter had just ducked under a spell that he had not seen coming. Yet another mystery about the boy.
As Terence was distracted by the stunner Harry had dodged the younger boy decided to attack. Disappearing in a blur of movement he reappeared in front of the boy with his wand held at the ready. Unfortunately Terence had been prepared this time.
"Expelliarmus"
The disarming charm hit Harry in the shoulder as he tried to dodge, his Phoenix wand flew from his hand into Terence's as he was knocked back. Luckily the sheathes and holster kept his daggers and second wand from flying to the other boys hand. Higgs grinned down at him in triumph.
"Looks like you lose Potter, but don't think you're getting out of this easily." He sneered raising his wand.
Snape winced as a bludgeoning hex missed Harry's arm by a few inches. Although he was disarmed he was still conscious and had yet to surrender so Terence could do whatever he wanted with the boy and no one could stop him.
"Stay still and take it like a man Potter, without your wand you cant beat me!" Terence shouted.
Dodging an orange ball of light Harry put more distance between himself and his opponent. Without his wand he would need to resort to more advanced skills since he couldn't use physical contact in the battle. He momentarily considered using an illusion and knocking the boy out but that was thrown out the window with Terences next comment.
"If you don't stop moving I'll just have to take it out on that mudblood whore of yours. Although she'll still be getting whats coming to her even if you do."
Terence smirked as Harry stopped moving, aiming his wand he prepared to launch a spell at the first year but all thought of attacking fled his mind as sheer terror filled his body. The entire chamber fell silent as Harry's killer intent filled it, a few whimpered as the desire to run and hide filled them. Snape shuddered under the onslaught of utter malice and bloodlust he felt rolling off Harry.
'What is this? Even the dark lord never felt this dangerous, it's like I'll die if I even move a muscle."
Harry's green eyes flashed as he glared hatefully at the human that would dare to threaten his friends yet again. It took nearly all his Occlumency abilities to fight off the urge to tear the boy limb from limb. If he killed a human, no matter how pathetic a human he was, he would most likely be locked up, and being a fugitive on the run was no fun. Taking a single deep breath Harry reined in his killer intent, more to stop the younger years from killing themselves than to calm Terence who looked close to assuming the fetal position and crying his fears away.
"I warned you once before Higgs and I'll warn you once again. The next time you threaten or harm any of my friends, I. Will. Kill. You." Harry stated icily.
Terence having regained some of his courage from the disappearance of Harry's KI raised his wand and fired off a spell at the boy. A gasp rang out from the crowd as a wall of blackness rose up in front of Harry, the spell hit the wall and was sucked into it.
Snape and many older Slytherins stared at Harry with widened eyes. Unlike the younger years they clearly recognized what he had just done.
"What the hell was that?" Higgs asked in shock. It was Harper who answered him first.
"That was shadow magic, a dark and powerful branch of the dark arts that's extremely rare. It's said to be darker than Necromancy itself and it's an ability you have to be born with." She explained.
Everyone was now giving Harry curious and awe filled looks as they heard this.
"I don't believe that, like a first year could master something like that!" Terence shouted firing several more spells, all of which were blocked and absorbed by various walls of shadow.
"You cant beat me Higgs, but I'll tell you something." Harry stated "You were correct about this not being shadow magic. Unfortunately I wasn't born as a shadowmage." Higgs smirked at this.
"Then what is it?" Snape asked, his curiosity finally reaching its peak.
"This is manipulation of pure darkness, shadows can only go so far and do so much, but darkness?" Harry replied as a pure black spear formed in the air beside him
"Darkness is infinite." The spear flew through the air to fast to follow, all that was seen was a black blur as it pierced through Terence's shoulder causing him to scream in pain and drop his wand, the spear disappeared after a moment leaving a gaping hole in the teens shoulder.
A wave of Harry's hand sent a burst of wind through the arena that lifted Terence up and sent him flying at the wards rendering him unconscious as he crashed into them, another wave of his hand had Harry's wand floating back to him.
Everyone stared in shock for a moment before Snape regained his senses, the wards were dropped quickly as he rushed to the older teens side. His eyes widened as he caught a look as the extent of the injury before he levitated the boy off to the side and pulled out several vials of potions that were then forced down Terence's throat. The rest of Slytherin house just continued to stare at Harry who simply stood in the arena still as a statue as he waited for Snape to finish.
Snape meanwhile sighed in relief as the wound stopped bleeding and began to heal, it would be extremely painful but luckily the teen was already knocked out, the wound would be finished healing in about two or three hours with minor scarring but Terence may never be able to use his arm the same way again. He turned back to the arena when he heard someone speak.
"Y-Your a wind e-elementalist?" Vaisley stuttered out staring at Harry, a few gasps rang out in the room.
Unlike shadow magic, elemental magic was well known and although near impossible to master it was quite common, every pureblood was tested for an element when they turned 11 so none were really surprised at this fact. What was surprising was the title, one was only called an elementalist after they had mastered their element to perfection. There had only been 8 elementalists ever recorded and being able to use his element so freely was definitely a hint to Potter being an elementalist.
Harry's head cocked to the side as he looked at Vaisley. "No, not wind." he replied simply.
Snape's eyes widened while the others looked on in confusion. Being an elementalist was unbelievable enough but if he had understood Potter correctly then the boy was able to use more than one element, something that was said to be impossible.
"Wh-what elements?" He asked silently.
Various eyes turned to look at him quizzically, some of the older students seemed to understand his question and looked back to Harry in shock but the younger years continued to look on in confusion.
"W-what e-elements can you u-use?" Snape asked again in a shaky tone.
He shuddered as the piercing Avada Kedavra green eyes focused on him. Harry seemed to ponder something before a dark grin spread across his face. Snape watched him fearfully as he held up seven fingers. Seven? There were only four elements so he could only look back in confusion. Confusion turned to shock as each finger seemed to glow a different color.
"All of them." Harry replied calmly. As Snape watched wide eyed as the fingers were surrounded by a flame, a whirlpool of water, a clod of dirt, a tornado of wind, arching lightning, a ball of light and a ball of darkness. Seven elements, three never having been documented before.
Snape fainted.
"Severus? Severus wake up." Snape heard as he regained consciousness. His eyes snapped open quickly but closed as he was met with blinding whiteness.
'The hospital wing.' he realized opening his eyes slower this time and sitting up.
"Ah Severus, welcome back to the world of the living, what happened to you?" a voice asked from beside him.
Turning his head Snape spotted Dumbledore, Madame Pomfrey and McGonagall standing beside his bed, at the foot of his bed were a few of the other teachers looking at him curiously.
"Headmaster? What happened?" he asked weakly.
"I was hoping you could tell us Severus," Dumbledore replied "The student that brought you in said you fainted." Snape scowled as a few of the teachers snickered.
He fainted? Why would he faint, what could have possibl-
"Potter!" Snape suddenly exclaimed.
"Harry Potter did something to you Severus?" McGonagall asked with a scowl.
"No, he surprised me. The boy's an elementalist." he replied quickly, a few gasped.
"Are you sure Severus? Most students have some control over their element before coming to the school, but a master?" Dumbledore asked.
"I'm sure Albus, he caused a powerful gust of wind with only a wave of his hand." Snape replied.
Whispers broke out within the surrounding audience.
"A wind master? Curious, I tested Harry's affinity at birth, he was water oriented like his mother." Dumbledore replied dubiously giving Snape a questioning look.
"That's just it, he can control more than one element" Snape replied quickly "I'm not sure his mastery of the others though."
"Others Severus? As in more than two? Are you sure you saw correctly? Mastering one element is difficult enough, controlling two is near impossible but controlling more than two?" Dumbledore asked with a stern tone.
"I know what I saw Albus, the boy can control seven elements." Snape replied warily.
Everyone simply stared at him now, some in shock others in disbelief.
"Seven Severus? There are only four elements." Dumbledore commented "Perhaps you should rest and clear your mind Severus."
"Damn it Albus! I know what I saw. I'll show you." Snape replied and grabbed his wand from the table before pointing it at the wall. Dumbledore made to stop him but was too slow.
"Meae Memoriam "
A silver light shot from the tip of the wand and struck the wall, as they all watched the light spread to form a large silver square that rippled similar to a pensieve. As they all watched Snape's memories filtered through showing Harry's fight with Terence Higgs.
"My Severus, why were your students fighting in the first place?" McGonagall asked disapprovingly
"Co...Training duel, it's a Slytherin tradition." Snape replied. The others seemed to ignore his near slip and accept the answer but Dumbledore nodded in understanding.
They watched as the fight progressed, none noticed the silence caused by Harry's killer intent since they couldn't feel it through the memory but Snape shuddered as he remembered the feeling of utter malice and bloodlust that had flowed off the boy. The memory continued on and they watched silently until Harry blocked the older boys spell.
"Shadow magic? He's a shadowmage?" Flitwick asked in shock and slight fear.
Snape sneered at the diminutive man but the question was answered by Harry's response on the screen.
"Is that even possible Albus? Controlling Darkness itself." McGonagall asked.
"I don't know but it must be, something like that has never been mentioned before and I know Harry's not a shadowmage, I checked that at his birth as well." Dumbledore replied.
They continued to watch, some gasping as they saw Terence's injury, but Madame Pomfrey's rant was cut off as Snape pointed out that the wound had already been taken care of.
Finally the memory got to the part where Harry answered how many elements he could use.
"Freeze." Snape commanded.
"Th-that cant be p-possible." McGonagall stuttered staring at the seven glowing fingers.
"It appears it is quite possible Minerva, the boy is a multi-elementalist with control over elements never before recorded." Snape replied.
"But what elements are those?" Flitwick asked squinting at the screen "I easily recognize fire, water, earth and wind and that looks like lightning."
"I agree with you Filius and I think I might know what the last two are." Dumbledore stated sagely.
"Oh?" Snape asked rolling his eyes "And what pray tell do you suppose they are Albus?" he asked.
"Well if you take in what young Harry said earlier about his shadow abilities, you can easily figure out that this one must be darkness then." Dumbledore stated pointing at the finger surrounded by a black orb. "Following that line of thought you can easily guess what the white orb is." he finished.
"Light..the boy has control over light?" McGonagall whispered but all were able to hear it in the silence of the room.
"That's correct Minerva." Dumbledore replied with a twinkle in his eyes. He had been worried when Harry was sent to Slytherin, he had been panicking when he heard the boy could control a corrupting force like darkness but now that the boy also had power over light his fears were set aside. After all no Potter would choose darkness over light.
"This shouldn't be possible Albus, no one has ever been able to control two elements yet alone seven." Snape whispered.
"Perhaps this is the 'power the dark lord knows not'" Dumbledore muttered quoting the prophecy. A few of the teachers gave him questioning glances but Snape could only nod.
"What about your students Severus, they all know about this. How can we keep this from getting out?" Minerva asked
"We cant, by now word has most likely spread, we can only hope it doesn't get into the wrong hands." Dumbledore said.
"Oh you don't need to worry about that headmaster." a voice spoke up from the door, turning they all spotted the subject of their conversation standing at the door.
"Ah Mister potter, so good to see you," Dumbledore stated with a smile "What did you mean about not worrying about that? It would be quite bothersome if word got out about this."
"I know," Harry stated taking a step into the room "That's why I made the students in Slytherin house swear an oath of secrecy about this." Harry replied calmly.
"You got the entire house to swear secrecy oaths?" Snape asked skeptically.
"Yup," Harry nodded with a grin "It'll be like they don't even remember."
Snape shuddered at the implications of that statement but the others didn't seem to notice, Dumbledore was simply watching his little golden boy with that insufferable twinkle in his eye.
"Thank you for informing us Mister Potter but I'm sure you had an ulterior motive for coming here" Dumbledore stated.
Harry turned his eyes away from the headmaster and over to Snape "Ah yes sir, I was actually coming to check on Professor Snape and inform him that I won the duels."
Snape's jaw dropped slightly but his mask of apathy was placed back on quickly "You beat Chaskivch, Addams and Miss Baddock?" although said in a calm tone the disbelief could be heard in his voice.
"Yes I did sir, the were distracted by your..'incapacitation' so I chose to stun them while they were looking away." Harry replied with a grin.
Snape could very well tell the boy was lying but had a good feeling he wouldn't get the truth from him or anyone else.
"That doesn't seem very fair."
Snape snorted as he heard Filius's comment.
Harry simply smiled at the small man and threw a comment over his shoulder before leaving.
"Well I AM a Slytherin sir."
Dumbledore chuckled "That you are Harry, but also a Gryffindor. After all you did stick up for little miss Granger did you not?"
Harry only shrugged and closed the door behind him, none noticed the frown on his face at Dumbledore's comment.
-Monday, October 7th 1991-
"Kage Bushin No Jutsu" Harry whispered.
With a puff of smoke an exact copy of himself popped into existence right beside him. Giving its creator a nod the clone made it's way back towards the castle for its morning classes.
Sighing Harry entered the forest once more and made his way towards a familiar clearing. He had been using the clone for the last month to skip classes. While he trained and slept in the forest the clone would attend classes in his place only switching with him for meals, it would then spend time with his friends and disperse when they were all asleep.
His first month at Hogwarts had gone by quickly and uneventfully. After that day in the hospital ward no one had brought up his elements again, after all none of the students remembered the incident and the teachers knew to keep quiet and although he had noticed Snape keeping a closer eye on him Harry chose to ignore it for the moment. His duties as head of the Slytherin council only took up a few minutes on Sunday's but brought him plenty of benefits within the house. All his commands were followed by the others and anyone he chose as his friend was left alone, no matter how 'pure' their blood may or may not have been.
After a week of this the rest of the house stopped acting like they expected him to curse them for simply looking at him wrong. They still respected him and followed his orders, the women still fawned at him but he noticed there was now a relaxed atmosphere within the common room. They no longer stiffened or went silent whenever he entered the room so that was a bonus.
His friendships with all his friends had also grown to higher levels, they still treated him respectfully but there was less distance now and they joked around with him again. Although she wasn't with them much Hermione was welcome within the group, she had even become friends with Daphne and Pansy who were trying to make her more Slytherin like since she had the skill although her blood wasn't as 'pure' as they would like.
The classes were also fairly easy for him and Harry was already being acclaimed as a prodigy of magic. With his eyes he was able to copy and cast any spell just by seeing the teachers example and he never needed to study since everything was easily memorized. He currently held top marks in all his classes except for transfiguration with the Gryffindors, he and Hermione were both tied for first place in that class, although there was still time for one of them to fall behind.
One major annoyance that had popped up was the redheaded Weasley boy, Rudolph? Reginald? Something with an R, he didn't bother remembering the boys name and it always upset him when they spoke. The boy had become a sort of leader for the first year Gryffindors and with his biased views he had turned most of his year-mates against the Slytherins, the only ones that didn't join him were Hermione, Neville and all the girls who had fallen victim to Harry's demonic allure. Their constant attempts to get a date with him was one of the reasons he had decided to start sending a clone in his place.
Landing in his clearing Harry returned to his daily exercises, his body was already close to peak form for someone his age and his magic control was still near perfect, Harry spent most of his time either running up and down trees in the forbidden forest while practicing and mastering jutsu or running across the lake at night while working on his handseal speed. Whenever he finished his exercises he would sit for a few hours and meditate while sorting the memories his clones would send from time to time.
Deeper into the forest he had several clones practicing and mastering spells and jutsu while a few henged or invisible clones were scouring the schools library.
A rustle to the side alerted him of yet another creature, spreading his senses he identified it as a passing Acromantula. Strange since most creatures in the forest stayed far away from his two clearings. He had crossed paths with a few centaurs while in here but they had chosen to go the other way rather than speak with him. The other non-intelligent creatures avoided him like the plague. The only creatures that did come near him whenever he was around were the Thestrals. They would come from time to time to watch him train or to play with him whenever he had the time. Their presence mixed with his also kept the unicorns far away from the clearings.
Harry frowned as a new memory was sent by the clone, it would seem young Ricardo Weasley was really aching to have his head removed.
"Give it here Malfoy." the arrogant redhead demanded.
Harry sighed as he watched Weasley try and fail to intimidate Draco. It was their first flying class and the teacher had just left to escort Neville to the infirmary after the boy had fallen off his broom.
Draco had just picked up Neville's Remembrall and before he had spoken Weasley had dragged his pompous ass over and demanded he hand it over. Harry sighed at the boy's arrogance, it would have been understandable if Weasley had any skills or intelligence to back it up but as he was right now the boy was worse than Crabbe and Goyle, at least they served as muscle for the group.
"Pass it over Draco." Harry piqued up. Smirking at Weasley Draco tossed the small orb over to Harry who studied.
"Hand it over Potter, it doesn't belong to you slimy snakes." Weasley demanded arrogantly.
"Why should I Reginald, It doesn't belong to you either." Harry replied in a bored tone.
"For the last time my name is Ron-"
"If you say so Ruben" Harry smirked as the boy seethed.
"Either way, that ball belongs to Neville, hand it over." Weasley demanded once more. Studying the ball yet again Harry simply shrugged.
"Okay."
Weasley grinned arrogantly at getting his way, he stretched out a hand waiting for the Remembrall to be handed over.
Harry studied his hand for a moment before ignoring it and handing the ball to Hermione. The girl gave him a grateful smile and tucked it away in her pocket.
Weasley scowled at the both of them before grumbling and walking away.
-Thursday, October 31st 1991-
"Oi Harry!" two voices shouted.
Turning Harry spotted a pair of redhaired twins making their way over to him. They were currently in the great hall for the Halloween feast and the twins had interrupted them on their walk to the Slytherin table.
"Can I help you?" Harry asked politely, around him the rest of the group grabbed their wands in case the twin Weasley's wanted to start something.
"Nice to finally meet you-"
"I'm Fred-"
"And I'm George"
They both spoke in alternating sentences.
"We just wanted-'
"To let you know that-"
"Unlike little Ronniekins-"
"We don't Hate you just-"
"Because you're Slytherins."
"Er..Okay?" Harry replied, their strange way of speaking was really starting to get on his nerves.
"As such we hope you will place-"
"All blame on him when-"
"We impart this piece of-"
"Information on you."
Harry frowned before studying the two boys. From their stance they were quite nervous but at the same time they were ready to deal with anything that should happen. He was impressed with their preparedness considering they were Gryffindors.
"Very well, what did Rudy do this time?" he asked calmly.
"Er, Ronald may have said-"
"Something rude to your friend-"
Hermione, which may have-"
"Caused her to miss a day of class-"
"By crying in the girls washroom."
The twins and the rest of the group shuddered as Harry's killer intent spiked momentarily, his eyes flashed as they sought out the cause of his friends grief. The twins studied him curiously as his eyes locked onto the form of Ron Weasley at the other end of the hall and narrowed. Before Harry could do anything though the doors to the hall were blasted open and Quirrell came sprinting in.
Harry watched as the man ran halfway to the high table and shouted out-
"Troll! In the dungeons, thought you should know."
-before he promptly fainted or at least pretended to, with his keen skills Harry could clearly see the faint emotion that flickered across the teachers face. Mostly annoyance, fear and urgency. The man was waiting for them to leave so he could proceed elsewhere.
Daphne's voice drew him out of his thoughts.
"Oh no, Hermione doesn't know about the troll, what should we do Harry...Harry?"
It was at this time that the rest of the group noticed that he had disappeared.
"Where did he go? He was here a second ago." Draco asked curiously.
"Never mind that-"
'We need to find Hermione." the twins chorused.
Nodding the Slytherins banded with the two Gryffindors and ran for the first floor washrooms
Harry cursed as he heard a scream from down the hall followed by a loud smash. He could already feel the presence of the troll, the mid-tier demon-kind was just a few more meters down the hall. He could also sense another presence near the troll, a familiar one..
'Hermione.'
Pushing more magic into his body Harry blasted dawn the hallway, up ahead was the closed door to the girls bathroom and the smashing sounds could be heard from within. Jumping as he neared the room Harry slammed into the large wooden door foot first. The door was blasted off its hinges and sent flying into the bathroom where it exploded against the wall, sliding across the floor Harry looked around the room quickly as he came to a stop.
Following a train of destroyed sinks and stalls he spotted Hermione at the far end of the room shaking as she sat in the corner. Standing above her was the large gray troll holding its club in the air prepared to strike.
Harry saw red. His mental defenses were blown away as his blood-lust and anger rose to the surface. Nothing else mattered to him except for the pathetic creature that would dare harm his friend. Releasing a rage filled cry Harry rushed at the troll as its club descended.
Hermione saw Harry running towards her, but the distance was far too wide for him to make it. Giving him a sad smile she closed her eyes and waited for the blow to come.
The troll never even saw him coming, as the club began to descend Harry poured more of his magic into his body, closing the distance quickly he jumped up all seven feet and landed on the creatures shoulder. His hands snaked out and caught the trolls wrist as it fell past, with a powerful kick off Harry tore the arm right off the beast at the shoulder, flipping mid air he landed feet first on the wall and clung there.
It had happened so fast that it took the creature a few moments to even notice, in fact to only reason it noticed was due to the fact its blood had sprayed all over the wall and drenched its assailant. The creature looked from the rage filled eyes of Harry Potter, to its arm and then to its stump of a shoulder and did the only thing it could do.
It reared back its large head and gave a pain filled roar-
Smash!
A roar that was cut off as Harry swung the large club and arm he was holding onto, the weapon crashed right into the trolls face knocking out several teeth and breaking its nose. At this point Hermione had opened her eyes and could only stare in shock as a blood soaked Harry stood on the wall and beat the troll with its own weapon, a weapon that was at least twice his size not counting the arm it was attached to. Another swing hit the troll in the chest causing it to stumble back a few steps from pain.
Seeing as the beast was now out of range for his wide clumsy swings, Harry tossed the arm and club to the side and drew one of his daggers. The troll having regained it's balance roared and swung its remaining arm in a punch. Crouching against the wall Harry left behind spiderweb cracks as he blasted off at the creatures torso, as he passed the large swinging arm he used it as leverage to flip over and land on the troll feet first.
The beast didn't even have time to notice that its target had moved from the wall before a large blade of condensed wind cut through the bicep of its remaining arm. The arm dropped to the ground as blood spewed from the newly made wound. Ignoring the movement as the creature thrashed around in pain Harry ran up its stomach and chest quickly. Reaching its neck he raised his dagger far above his head and slammed it home in the trolls right eye. The Dagger sank all the way down to the hilt, cutting through the tissue and muscle easily. Before the troll even noticed the 12 inches of enchanted steel in its head Harry had already drawn his second dagger and sunk it hilt deep into the trolls left ear.
The creature continued to bellow and flail about in pain but Harry clung on tightly with his feet. As the troll stumbled back a step it seemed to lose its balance due to the blood on the floor and threatened to fall, a well placed and solid punch to the face by Harry had it tipping over backwards. Quick as he could Harry gripped both hilts tightly and jumped over the trolls shoulder, the force of his pull twisted its head quickly and he was rewarded with a satisfying crack as the creatures neck snapped before it hit the ground with a loud crash.
The death of the troll snapped Harry out of his blood-rage. Taking a deep breath he exhaled all the pent up energy in his body and relaxed. A whimper from behind reminded him of Hermione, turning around he spotted her still sitting in the corner. While the two walls to her sides were splashed with the trolls blood and the floor around her was covered in it she was relatively unharmed and clean. She simply sat there and stared at him with wide eyes.
Taking a step forward Harry gave her a reassuring smile "Are you okay Hermione?" he asked softly.
This seemed to break here out of her daze as she cried out and clung on to him sobbing. Harry not sure how to deal with a crying human female could only pat her on the back and whisper reassurances.
"There there Hermione, no ones ever going to hurt you while I'm around." he whispered softly.
A gasp interrupted them as several people rushed into the room. First and foremost were Snape, Quirrell, Dumbledore, Flitwick and McGonagall. Followed by Fred, George, Draco, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle, Theo, Pansy, Millie and Daphne. McGonagall had gasped while the others simply stared at the destruction. They looked over the broken stalls and sinks, the cracks on the wall, the splashes and puddles of blood, the torn/cut off arms of the troll, the dead troll itself, a crying Hermione Granger and staring back at them with eerie luminescent green eyes was a blood soaked Harry Potter.
"My gods Harry, did you do this?" Dumbledore muttered as he regained his senses.
Glaring at them Harry stood and walked over to the troll, they watched as he grabbed the two hilts of his daggers, a few recoiled as the twin blades were pulled out with a sickening squelch.
"What took you so long?" Harry asked calmly staring at the group.
"W-what?" McGonagall stuttered in confusion.
Harry glared at them "I'm asking what took you so long, if it hadn't been for me Hermione here would have died. It's your responsibility as teachers to look out for your students." He growled.
The eyes of the professors widened while the other students were looking at Harry in shock, mostly for his attitude and lack of respect towards the faculty.
"I apologize Mister Potter, you have to understand that we thought the troll was in the dungeons, we also had to make sure the student's knew what to do. Had we known Miss Granger was in any danger at all we would have rushed here with all speed" Dumbledore replied calmly.
Harry simply scoffed, it was at this time that a familiar scent reached his nostrils, it only took him a moment to identify it. Quirrell and Snape shuddered as his bright green eyes rounded on them in anger.
"And what pray tell were the two of you doing on the third floor then? For that matter Quirrell what were you doing in the dungeons during the feast." He growled out angrily.
Snape looked shocked as his eyes flickered down to his leg before turning back to Harry "And what makes you believe we were anywhere near the third floor Misted Potter?" He drawled out while Quirrell was reduced to a stuttering mess.
"I know whats on the third floor Snape, and you reek of him." He replied with a glare.
"That's neither here nor there Mister Potter, how did you know where the troll and Miss Granger were located and for that matter how did you defeat a troll and leave it in such a condition?" McGonagall cut it.
Harry's attention turned to here as his anger rounded on her.
"How is it you didn't know she was here, you're her head of house yet you didn't notice one of your students was out of class all day and was crying inside the bathroom. Due to a comment caused by another one of your students may I add." He growled, McGonagall seemed to be taken back by his statement and could only look down in shame.
"I understand why you would be angry Harry but could you at least tell us how you were able to defeat the troll?" Dumbledore asked attempting to change the subject.
Harry simply snorted before turning to held Hermione to her feet "That's none of your business, now unless you Professors want to display more of you're uselessness you will stand aside so I can escort my friend to the hospital wing." he snapped angrily.
Everyone immediately moved aside and allowed him to help Hermione out of the room, the students sent one look to the teachers before following him out. Once they had all gone Dumbledore sighed and turned to the staff.
"As rude as he may have been Mister Potter was right, this could have ended worse with the death of a student, let us hope Miss Granger can overcome this ordeal." He stated softly before turning to Snape and Quirrell. "Now then why were the two of you on the third floor during all this?"
Snape shot a look at Quirrell before answering "I was making sure no one made an attempt on the 'item' during the commotion Headmaster." he answered calmly.
"M-m-m-me t-t-too H-h-headmaster." Quirrell stuttered out.
Dumbledore simply hummed in response "Very well, lets clean this mess up." he stated pointing to the troll "Oh and Severus be sure to reward young Mister Potter 50 points for his heroics."
By the next day word had quickly spread about Harry's achievement, the paintings within the school saw his blood soaked form as they went to the hospital wing and had spread the word around allowing students to overhear. And although none really knew how he had defeated the troll rumors spread quickly, Hermione being the only witness was mobbed constantly by curious students but all she could say was that it had happened too fast for her to see.
Harry's new claim to fame had garnered more respect and favor for him with the student body but he still had to deal with the jealous, hate filled looks Weasley sent him and the subtle insults from Higg's and his group about Harry saving a Mudblood or acting like a Gryffindor. Unfortunately Higg's toed the line so Harry didn't have much just cause to kill the boy and it took all his composure and patience not to rip Higg's apart like he had the troll.
After having rescued her Hermione had taken to spending more and more time at his side, she would even join him at the Slytherin table some days for meals. He didn't really mind that but the fact that she would blush and stutter every time he spoke a word or acknowledged her was getting annoying, he had already toned down his allure as much as possible but she only improved slightly.
Eventually time passed and she returned to normal or at least close to it.
-Tuesday, November 5th 1991-
Harry was currently deciding what to do about the third floor. Obviously there was something there that Quirrell wanted, after all the man had let a troll inside the school as a distraction. Perhaps it was that demonic item he felt, well if so that meant only one thing.
He would need to get it before Quirrell did, quite frankly he didn't care what it was or what it did but if Quirrell wanted it then that was more than enough reason to take it. The man had almost gotten Hermione killed with that troll stunt, he had tried to take away something that was his (Harry's) so he would need to reciprocate in the same manner by taking something Quirrell wanted. Something he could dangle in front of the man before tearing his soul from his body.
Grinning darkly Harry chuckled to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
-Friday November 15th 1991-
Harry grinned darkly as he made his way to the seventh floor. It was finally time to claim what ever was stored behind that barrier.
Apparently the twins had noticed him walking around there the many times he had acknowledge the call and come up. They had showed him some strange map that followed the movements of everyone in the school. Harry had immediately fallen in love with such a perfect tool and had come close to begging the twins to share it with him.
But he was a demon, demons did not beg.
Luckily said twins had great preservation skills and had agreed to share the map with him as long as he committed a few pranks with them from time to time. Harry had eagerly agreed and after some prodding from the twins had also told them why he spent so much time in the at location. It was after this that they had shared the secret to the room. The room of requirement.
(A/N: I know that the twins knew nothing about the room before Dobby told Harry about it but...my story my rules :P)
After receiving the information from his clone Harry had immediately made his way out of the forest and into the castle. His other clone was currently in bed pretending to sleep so he would have an alibi should any teachers come across him.
Grinning widely Harry began pacing in front of the door chanting over and over in his head.
'I want to find whats calling to me'
'I want to find whats calling to me'
'I want to find whats calling to me'
It was after his third lap that the room appeared, his eyes showed as the tear in space seemed to glow brightly before ripping open and revealing a multicolored void. It was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen and took all his willpower to withdraw the magic in his eyes and return his vision to normal.
Entering the room Harry was met with...junk.
Junk, junk and more junk filled the room. To one side was a pile of broken furniture, to the other thousands and thousands of books all with rips, tears and graffiti, In front of him the piles of junk continued on with each pile containing different items.
Harry sighed to himself, if it wasn't for the fact that he could sense what he sought he would have been in here for years searching. In fact now that he had entered the room he could sense several more items. None were demonic in nature or called to him like the first but he could sense a few items that contained powerful magic within them.
The closest item was off to the side but before Harry could even consider going after it the call increased in strength.
'Fine fine I'm coming for you.' he snapped mentally, some how it seemed to hear him and returned to a light hum at the back of his mind. Following his senses Harry maneuvered his way through various piles of junk as he made his way closer and closer to the item that called him. It was between a large bloodstained axe and a pile of rusting swords that he found it.
Sitting on top of a stand and humming slightly was a pure white egg. An egg that was calling to him to touch it, to old it, to hatch it. Almost absentmindedly Harry reached out answering the call. Inch by inch his hand moved forward until his finger grazed the egg. That slight contact was enough for the egg to jump and land inside his hand, the second he grasped it he began to feel his magic pour out of his body through his hand. No matter what he did his energy continued to spill out of his body and into the egg until he was nearly drained.
As soon as the egg stopped sucking his power Harry dropped to his knees breathing heavily. He took a look at the egg and noticed that it had gone from pure white to a dark blue. As he watch a crack spread across the egg before many cracks joined it and soon the egg broke open to reveal the creature inside. Harry gasped as Juubi's knowledge on said creature filled his mind, a creature that was thought to be extinct, one that had last been seen 4700 years ago.
There had only been a hand full of said creatures in existence and they were know my many names: The Oceanus Rex, Sea Kings, Serpent Lords, Devourers or and Energy Eaters. They were creatures of pure energy given form like the Biju, they lived off the energy of other creatures growing to immense sizes as they aged. But for all their power they were creatures of the sea and couldn't survive on land that is unless they bonded with a creature of the land and shared a sort of symbiotic relationship.
Harry grinned down at the dark blue sea serpent as he felt it bond with his core. The creature was 5 inches wide, 13 inches long and covered from head to tale in razor sharp blue scales that would harm any but the bonded. It had a slightly rounded head with two black eyes that stared at him from under its scales as well as a long mouth that stretched from one side of its head to the other, inside said mouth were rows and rows of razor sharp teeth. Reaching out he grabbed a hold of it and could feel the warmth if gave off as some of its energy flowed into him and his into it.
/Massster/
Harry blinked as it hissed towards him but immediately understood, sea or land all serpents spoke the same language.
/Hello little guy,/ he cooed /Sorry it took me so long to come find you./ he added allowing it to slither up his arm as wrap around it.
/It'ss okay masster, I'm glad you finally anssswered my call./ the serpent hissed /There wass another many years ago, but he never came for me./
/Well I'm here now, why don't you tell me your name little one./ Harry replied.
/I don't have a name massster. You haven't given me one yet./
Sitting in thought for a moment Harry tried to think of a name for his new companion. Like his cat Yugito he had thought of perhaps naming it after someone from Naruto's past that would fit closely, but the only fit was another Oceanus Rex Naruto had come across many times but he couldn't very well name a serpent Samehada. Shark skin was such an unfitting name for his little serpent.
Grinning Harry decided on a name and made the translations.
/You're name will be, Hebihada./ he hissed softly /It meanssss sssssnake sssskin./
The serpents magic pulsed as it hissed gleefully at the new name.
Grinning Harry stood up and looked around the room, there were still several more objects calling out to him.
"Wonder what else I'll find in here." he stated. Turning he followed the closest signature.
'I wonder how the others are doing'
XXFlashbackXX
-Thursday, November 7th 1991-
Sorting the last of his clones memories Harry opened his eyes and came out of his meditative state. It was night time in the forest and he could feel a new presence on the grounds, something he had felt growing stronger and stronger over the past few days before finally spiking today.
Hopping up he created a clone to continue practicing before stealthily making his way towards the source. This eventually brought him to Hagrid's hut where he could sense the new presence within. Quietly crawling across the ground Harry made his way close to a nearby window.
A peek inside the hut revealed Hagrid sitting around the table with Hermione and Neville, on top of said table was the source of the presence.
'A Dragon!' Harry screamed in his mind. What the hell was Hagrid doing with a Dragon?
''Arry?" Hagrid's voice boomed.
Harry gasped and stumbled back a step, he had been so distracted by the baby dragon that he had completely forgotten about the three people in the hut. The sound of the door opening drew his attention to Hagrid.
"Hey Hagrid, hows it going?" Harry asked giving him a smile.
Hagrid gave him a curious look "Er..I'm alright 'Arry, What er ye doing out 'ere?" the half-giant asked.
"Well I just came down to see you but when I heard some voices I decided to look in the window and see if you were busy," Harry lied, Hagrid was still looking at him curiously so he decided to change the subject quickly "Is that a dragon in there Hagrid?"
Hagrid's eyes widened before darting inside the hut and back to him
"Why don' ye come inside 'Arry.'' He offered.
XXFlashback EndXX
-With Harry's clone around the same time that Hebihada was hatching-
"Are you sure this will work?" Harry whispered.
"Don't worry about it, my cousin said they'd be here so they'll be here." Blaise replied in a hushed tone as well.
He, Blaise and Draco were currently on the astronomy tower with little baby Norbert in the cage behind them. Harry after Hermione's incessant pleading had agreed to look for a way to have Norbert safely taken to a preserve. Blaise had offered his cousins help when Harry had asked the group.
After much arguing from Hermione Hagrid had finally accepted the fact he couldn't keep the dragon. He had agreed to send Norbert off but in his happiness induced mutterings had spilled the beans on 'Fluffy' or as Harry knew him the Cerberus on the third floor. Harry was almost tempted to kiss Hermione right there, thanks to her he now had a sure fire way of getting past that Cerberus.
Well without painting the walls with its intestines.
As they waited on the rooftop for the dragon handlers a henged clone within the castle dispersed. Information flooded into his mind from the clone, apparently Weasley had somehow found out about the dragon and was bringing McGonagall to them in order to get the Slytherins in trouble. A quick hand-sign when his friends weren't looking created a second clone that rushed down the tower stairs. A moment later a genjutsu was set up to keep the two walking around in circles.
A sound from Draco alerted him to the for figures rapidly approaching them on brooms.
Harry smiled as Nikoli Zabini and his friends flew off carrying baby Norbert.
"Well that was rewarding." Draco stated holding up the bag of Galleons they had been paid for the dragon.
Harry smirked patting his pocket.
"Yes it was."
Inside his pocket two vials of dragon blood clinked together.
-Back with the real Harry-
/Itss over there masster/
/Thankss Hebi, I've got a lock on it now./
Turning the corner Harry finally found what he was searching for. On top of a pile of broken busts Harry spotted what had been releasing the magic he had sensed it was an old discolored tiara that seemed to have a sinister air around it. Pouring more magic into his eyes Harry focused on the tiara. He almost gasped at what he saw.
Not only was the item surrounded by an aura of malevolent magic it also had a soul. Unlike living creatures though this soul was pure black in color instead of white or gray and seemed to be fighting against its container as if it wanted nothing more than to escape and go elsewhere but couldn't. He watched it for a few moments more before something seemed to spring up in his mind. He had seen this soul before! or at least one that was similar to to but wher-
Quirrell
Harry grinned, perhaps there was more to the human than he first thought. Obviously this had nothing to do with that waste of space Quirrell but instead the other creature that was inhabiting his body. Yes, it made sense now. This was either a soul based creature that possessed items and people in order to survive or these souls were all parts of a whole. Various rituals on soul splitting flew through Harry's mind as he smirked at the tiara.
Walking up to the tiara he called upon his magic and behind him he felt the familiar figure of the outer path rise from the ground. Reaching out Harry grabbed hold of the soul within the tiara and pulled. Since the soul had already been trying to flee it surrendered easily and allowed him to pull it out of the tiara, the second it was free though it tried to escape but Harry held it tightly. Forcing his power onto the soul Harry watched as it began to shift and change until the small black ball he held had become a transparent, tall black haired teen who glared at him with piercing black eyes.
"Unhand me boy" The teen snared but Harry simply gave him a blank stare.
"Who are you?" Harry asked calmly.
"I said unhand me or face the consequ-"
The boy was cut off as the Outer path was made visible to him, his eyes widened in fear as he stared at the soul eating demon.
"W-what the h-hell is t-that?" He stuttered out fearfully.
Harry smirked " 'That' is my Outer path, a devourer of souls. Now you will answer my questions or I will allow you to spend eternity rotting away within its stomach." he replied in a low tone. The teen nodded his head rapidly as he tried to tear his eyes away from the hypnotic ripples of the Outer path but too late his eyes glazed over as Harry cast a powerful hypnosis over him..
"Who are you?" Harry asked again.
"My name was Tom Marvolo Riddle." the boy repeated monotonously as the hypnosis took effect.
"Was?"
"I later chose a new name to go by, Lord Voldemort."
'Interesting' Harry thought with a grin 'That would explain why the soul is pure black and filled with sin.'
"Your not the real Voldemort though just a fragment of his soul, what are you really?" he asked out loud.
"I am whats known as a Horcrux." the teen replied.
The second he thought the word information on Horcruxs and the ritual to create them came to the front of his mind. Harry simply scoffed as he reviewed the knowledge. How pathetic that even millenniums after his death the descendant of Orochimaru would continue his vile ancestors search for immortality. He had even gone so far as to mutilate his very soul in order to achieve it, something the sannin had done as well but not to this degree.
"How many Horcruxs of you are there?" Harry asked, the ritual said more than one could be created and a man like Voldemort would most likely try for more.
"There were only three others when this one was created, I had planned on making seven altogether." Tom replied.
Seven? Oh gods, to think someone would mutilate their soul to such a degree, it was disgusting. Humans were so pathetic in their search for immortality, why would anyone want to live so long? Even though he would never die unless he chose to or was killed Harry still found the thought of living forever to be undesirable, watching as your friends and loved ones passed you by was not something he wanted. Unfortunately he was cursed with immortality and he would live on until death claimed him.
"Why would you mutilate your soul to such a degree?" He asked tom.
"I wanted to be immortal, my greatest fear is death and by creating more Horcruxes I insured that I would never die. I chose seven because it is the most powerful number in Arithmancy." Tom replied in his dazed voice. Harry frowned at this but was distracted as a sudden thought popped into his mind.
"Creating human Horcruxes is said to be impossible yet a fragment of your soul is attached to Quirrell. Did you find a way to make a human Horcrux?" He asked quickly.
"Not before this one was created, I may have discovered the way afterwards though. I would have said that this 'Quirrell' fellow was simply being possessed by one of my souls but considering that you yourself are also a Horcrux I may have discovered the way." Tom replied.
"What! What do you mean I'm a Horcrux" Harry shouted angrily.
Tom simply remained impassive and dazed as he replied "A fragment of my soul is attached to yours, each Horcrux can feel the others."
Growling Harry decided he would get to the source of this matter quickly. Pulling his power back he watched as the form of Tom riddle returned to the small black ball, a moment later the ball seemed to shrink in on itself and harden until a small black crystal was formed. Depositing the crystal into his pocket Harry closed his eyes and focused on his body.
He immediately fell into a familiar meditative trance but rather than stop at his core Harry dove deeper and deeper until he reached his soul. That's where he spotted it, like most demons and magical creatures his soul was a set color based on his alignment. Light creatures had pure white souls, neutrals had gray souls and dark creatures had black souls. As a pure demon Harry's soul was pitch black, the blackest of blacks, his soul was so dark that even Voldemort's soul fragment stood out in contrast.
He spotted the small soul shard as it was surrounded by a slight bit of magical power. He had expected the soul to be fighting against his soul in an attempt to gain control of his body but surprisingly the soul was actually fighting to keep Harry's soul away from it.
'Of course, as if the soul of a human was anything in comparison to that of a demons.' Harry grinned. Concentrating slightly on Voldemort's soul fragment Harry turned the full power of his own soul against it, the little soul was quickly overwhelmed and destroyed under the power of his own soul. There was a brief high pitched scream of pain and rage accompanied by a flare of pain on his forehead as the soul vanished. Unfortunately now that it was dead and gone he had no chance to question what was most likely the newest and most knowledgeable fragment of the dark lords soul. Sighing to himself Harry withdrew from his consciousness as opened his eyes.
'Well that was interesting.' He thought to himself as he snapped out of the trance. A twinge of pain made him wince and grab his forehead but all he could feel was wetness as the scar healed over. Drawing his hand away he frowned when he saw it was covered in blood, meaning that the soul must of some how been attached to his scar...
'Ugh how do I explain having a scar one day and not having it the next?' Harry thought annoyed at this occurrence.
Harry strolled once more through the room of requirement as he sought out the next source of magic. His hands still dripped blood as he walked but a powerful illusion was now in place on his forehead. For all the world knew his scar was still there and would remain there until Voldemort was finally and completely dead. Grinding his teeth Harry continued his search for what ever item was next on the list, it was already well into the night and Hebihada had fallen asleep an hour after they began searching. Harry continued to follow after the magical signature that he could sense but the room was just so damn big, it seemed to stretch on forever putting him farther and farther from the other signatures as he followed up on this one.
It was finally after a fifteen minute trek to the top of a mountain of jewelery that Harry found what he sought. Sitting within a small wooden box were four large gold rings and two smaller silver rings.
One of the gold rings had a large oval ruby in the center, on each side of the ruby was a small lion engraved onto the gold band. Each lion was drawn so that it stood on its two rear paws while the front two held onto the stone.
The second gold ring had a small round emerald in the center. There was a long snake engraving that spun around the emerald so the tip of the tail touched the tip of the head and there was a smaller emerald in place of its eye.
The first silver ring on the other hand had a triangular yellow quarts stone set at the top with what looked like a badger or weasel stretched out beneath it.
The final ring had a square deep blue sapphire held in the talons of a raven with its wings stretched out and wrapping all around the band.
Carved into the inside of each ring were small one word engravings.
Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw.
Harry gaped as he read this, each ring had belonged to the founders? But then what would they be doing in here? And together? No something was strange about the rings, for one thing it most likely had to do with the powerful aura of power they were releasing. One would need to be in tune with the various forms of chakra (natural, elemental, spiritual, physical, etc.) to find it but it was there.
Concentrating as much as he could Harry saw a strange sort of bubble surrounding each ring and concealing their true forms from his eyes. Gathering his magic he attacked each bubble with as much strength as he could muster. The small barriers seemed to hold for a moment before they cracked and collapsed under the weight of his assault. Taking a moment to catch his breath Harry looked at the true forms of the rings once more and gasped.
'T-that cant be possible, but how?'
Instead of the four ornate rings he had once held there were now for plain identical silver rings. The only difference between each ring was the stone they held. Each held a different colored stone with a word engraved on the front. The words were engraved in an ancient form of Kanji but thanks to his memories he was able to read them easily.
A red jewel with the kanji for scarlet.
A green jewel with the kanji for boar.
A yellow jewel with the kanji for south.
A blue jewel with the kanji for north.
Four of the ten Akatsuki rings lay before him. Harry could only stare, the rings were over five millenniums old but here they lay as perfect and undamaged as they had been when Naruto had collected them and spread them far and wide. Oh he had tried to destroy them like he had that accursed statue but the rings had proven to be indestructible no matter what he tried, Naruto had never found out why that was. But Harry knew. Oh yes he knew what these rings were, he had read all about them in the ancient texts found inside the restricted section. Ancient magical artifacts said to be no more than a myth from days long gone.
The Rings of the Mandarin.
Ten rings created by a wizard of extreme power and keyed only to his magical signature. When used by the Mandarin the rings each had extreme power and granted separate abilities but could only be used by the Mandarin himself. The rings though were sought out for a separate reason by wizards far and wide. Each ring was created from Dagon, an unbelievably rare magical compound that could only be created though an ancient recipe that had been lost to all for eons.
Only two items were said to contain Dagon, the Rings being grouped together as one item and it was rumored that a shard of Dagon was included in the core of the elder wand. Dagon was highly sought after since it was indestructible and was said to be the most powerful magical amplifier in the world, simply having Dagon on your person, no matter how big or small would increase your power ten fold.
Harry grinned widely as he stared down at the priceless items before him. Picking up the red ring that had at one time belonged to both Uchiha Itachi and Godric Griffindor Harry calmly slipped it onto his right ring finger. The kanji glowed briefly and he felt something touch upon his core and through that on Hebihada but he felt no difference. Frowning slightly Harry decided to test it, waving his hand he poured enough power into his hand to casually create a light breeze.
He was shocked when gale force winds raged through the room and knocked over several items clearing a path in front of him.
Harry looked down at the ring and grinned darkly.
Unfortunately due to its nature no matter how much Dagon he had his power would only be increased by the same amount. While this gave him three other rings to split among allies he would need to find those he trusted implicitly before something like that could ever occur. Grinning wider at his luck Harry stared lovingly at the ring on his hand before slipping the others into his pocket.
Jumping off the mountain of jewelry Harry made his way towards the final source of chakra he was sensing. Luckily this item was far closer than the other one and he could reach it within minutes. Walking briskly through the piles of junk Harry studied his ring fondly, his eyes allowed him to see how his magic would flow into the Dagon and would be condensed more and more before being released back into his body strengthening it.
It was after a few minutes that he arrived at his location. Strangely he had made a full circuit around the room and was now standing beside the large pile of books by the door. Raising an eyebrow at the location of his next item Harry hurriedly jumped into the pile of books and began searching for the source of the powerful chakra. He would dig and dig but he never seemed to get closer, the books would just keep getting in the way but Harry continued his frantic search. This next item, whatever it was almost as powerful as the rings he now held and was releasing more magic than Hebihada had.
What ever it was it was powerful.
It was after half an hour of searching the he finally reached the bottom of the pile, most of the books here were ancient and the only think keeping them together was the magic of the room itself. Whatever it was he was searching for was over a century old at the least. Harry could feel it underneath a small pile of books now, he was searching through them carefully lest he damage it but he could feel more and more of its power flowing into the air as he uncovered it. Finally he lifted the last book out of the was, a large tomb written in a strange language. Then he saw it, lying at his feet was the item he had searched so frantically for.
Twitch!
"Arrrrrgh!" Screaming in rage Harry stomped out of the room slamming the door behind him as hard as he could. He needed to get to the forest and kill something quickly.
Back in the room laying in the center of a pile of discarded books was a small little book that seemed to give off an ethereal glow as it radiated with power. On the front of the book were three words written in ancient Japanese.
"Icha Icha Paradise"
A/N: The end!
Haha, this is one of my longest chapters but I hope you all enjoy it.
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