A/N: Well, I do not own Harry Potter universe, I do not get money for this fic also... Oh by the way, I just love reviews.
Chapter 4: Finished Training and working for fun, meeting a girl
Harry was reading books for fifteen hours every day. It was quite boring at first, but with his understanding of magic becoming deeper, it was more interesting to read. After half a year, Harry was reading books on magical theory, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Dark Arts, Healing, Animagus Transformation and other subjects like his life depended on it. In a strange way it did, of course, because he did not want to expose his abilities and powers without a serious need. He learned to cast all the normal spells with a wand and without it. Harry was willing his magic to achieve the effect he needed, but at the same time he said the proper incantation and performed necessary wand movements.
Harry's dueling practices were quite successful. Fifty times out of one hundred, he managed to beat Dobby. Harry was in the whole new level in the terms of power, but his control was not very good. It took time to access his magic and make it to achieve an effect he wanted. That was a cause of his loses in the duels. Dobby promised to Harry, that when has mastered the control of his magic, he won't have any difficulty to win against Dobby, Dumbledore, Voldemort or any other magical being alive.
Also, Harry was extremely interested in a book about Rituals. It was extremely ancient and difficult to understand, but by being The Lord of the Light, Harry had his mental capabilities increased. Out of many interesting Rituals, one was extremely exciting and promising. Basically, it infused your soul and body with magic of the Race you choose. By default, the magic of the Race would give you the ability of the said Race, but the body could not endure the strain, so the man the Ritual was casted on would painfully die. However, the Lord of the Light was an immortal being, so the Ritual was just an excruciatingly painful process to him. This book on Rituals was written by Merlin himself, so Harry deducted, that Merlin possibly performed the Ritual. After the directions how to perform the Ritual, there was a list of compatible Races. It was not a very long list, but it described the details of each Race.
Races that are compatible with the Ritual:
High Elves- the Race of superb Warriors. They have their own sort of magic. Elven Magic is extremely good for Healing. The Elves are extremely good at physical fighting (Archery, Swordsmanship, Hand to Hand). Also, High Elves are extremely graceful, quick. They absolutely do not need to focus their magic through any external means. They do not use incantations. The High Elves older than 150 years old become immortal. They can die only in the battlefield. Nevertheless, capable of performing Human magic. Only people with pure white aura can hope to succeed to perform the Ritual with the choice of High Elf.
Vampires- Also extremely capable Warriors. They can perform only Vampiric magic. Vampires specialize in Blood Magic. As quick and graceful as High Elves. They are also very good at Stealth(Spying, Assassination). Young Vampires (20 years and younger) are afraid of the Daylight, have to drink blood to stay alive. After 20 years of their turning or birth are partially immortal (Can be killed only by cutting its head of). Not capable of performing Human magic.
Veela- Capable, but not very incredible Warriors. Do not use special magic except for their "trademark" Veela Charm. The Veela ca seduce any un-bonded male or female. Have an avian form when angry. Ages slower than humans. Can perform only human magic.
Harry immediately dismissed Veela. He was arguing between High Elves and Vampires. For him option of becoming High Elf was very attractive. Harry was immortal, so his body could experience the strain safely. Also, his aura was snow white. The option of using his magic absolutely effortlessly was very nice too. Well, like always Harry decided to consult with his mentor Merlin.
"Hey Merl! How are you doing?"
"I am good. How are you? And don't call me Merl! Have some respect for your elders, you insolent brat!"
"Sure thing Merl! I think you ought to have a chat with the git of gits Sanpe himself."
"Well, if you embarrassed me enough, maybe you could get to the point?"
"Okay... I have found a book of yours. It is about Rituals, and I wanted your advice."
"I was wondering when you were going to ask me about that book... So, what do you wanted to now?"
"Have you performed the Ritual of Transformation?"
"Yes."
"And what Race did you choose?"
"High Elf of course"
"Is it worth the trouble?"
"Definitely. You feel like you were in heaven. It feels so nice to be a High Elf. Magic flows through your body so effortlessly..."
"Alright, I was thinking about performing the Ritual myself. I chose Elf of course. What do you think, should I proceed with it?"
"I think you should try. I say try, because it is possible that the Elves won't accept you."
"Okay than I will risk it. That for advice Merl!"
"Bye bye Harrykins..."
Upon coming to a decision, Harry sat at the floor. He started to meditate. After an hour, when his mind was completely calm and focused, Harry let his breath out and spoke: I am Lord of the Light Harry James Potter Black. I am immortal with a pure soul. I ask the gods to award my body and soul with the glorious magic of the High Elves. I do not want their power for selfish purposes. I just wan to finish the war of the Wizards faster and I just want all the living beings in the World live in peace and prosperity. Please grant me the abilities, power, and properties of the High Elves and I as the Lord of the Light will do everything in my power to honor the name of the Elves.
After couple of painless seconds, incredible amount of pain hit Harry in the inside of his magical core and soul. The pain was as terrible as the Cruciatus Curse, maybe even worse. Harry felt his body changing. His hair was growing, his body was growing, the channels of the magic in his body were widening. Somehow Harry Potter understood that he will never have any problems with wandless magic.
When the transformation was finished, Harry still felt his whole body ache. He started to calmly meditate. After couple of minutes, he decided that checking his Occlumency shields would be a good idea. Harry delved into his mind and calmly observed his walls. After deep and thorough inspection he noticed a lone strand coming from his mind, to somewhere, finally disappeared to nothingness. Harry correctly deduced, that the strand is his connection to Voldemort, so he tripled the defenses around the strand. The defense was so complex and powerful, that in order to undo it, Harry had to work for a whole hour. There was no way for Noisyfart to enter his mind now. When Harry re-established the defenses, he decided that there is no such thing as too much security, so he strengthened the shields around his whole mind. Finally no one could enter his mind. No matter how powerful he may be, if he was not wanted, he was not able to enter the mind of Lord Harry James Emrys Potter Black, Heir to Merlin, Heir to Potter, Heir to Black.
For the time that was left for him, Harry read every book that was left, but most of the time he was dueling against Dobby. After couple of days, when Harry got used to the ease of using magic, he started repeatedly beating the enthusiastic House Elf. In the result of the lack of challenge, Harry got an idea of making some enchanted opponents. After a week with a healthy amount of help from Merlin, Harry finished the models. He called them Golems. They were capable of fighting with magic, hand to hand, or both. They were imbued with Harry's power, so in result, they could take Albus Dumbledore in the duel one on one, but they mental abilities were nothing compared to the Headmaster, so they would lose the duel. However at greater numbers, they would be able to overpower him. Harry created around twenty Golems. At the end of the year he spent training, Harry won against all of them plus Dobby for one time on each two tries.
When Harry woke up the next morning, the time was finally normal. Harry decided to relax after the year of intensive training. He got out of bed and took a cool shower. When he looked at the mirror, he noticed that he do not look like a malnourished brat he was a year ago. Now, he was a strong, handsome young man. His eyes radiated power. Even muggles would have understood that this new Lord Emrys Potter Black is not someone to fuck with.
When Harry took his battle robe on, he wished it to become baggy blue jeans and a tank top. The tank top accented his muscles, so Dursleys should be intimidated enough to lay off him for a while. Harry contemplated the idea of scaring his relatives with magic for a bit, but in the end decided that revealing his cards to early is not very good. Finally, Harry entered the kitchen. His Uncle, Aunt and cousin were calmly talking while eating their breakfast. Harry made himself some sandwiches and sat at the table. After he was finished, Harry stood up, excused himself and went outside. Harry walked around Surrey for many hours. It was quite boring, but nevertheless informative. Of course he was not some idiot who was waling just for the sake of it. No, Harry was deeply in thought, he was planning the week until the arrival of his soul mate. He decided that it would be very nice to be normal teenager for change, so he, Lord of the Light, Boy-Who-Lived, Harry James Emrys Potter Black decided to find a job.
The next day, Harry was walking around Little Whinghing, when he noticed a notice which said 'Help Wanted' in the window of a small restaurant. Harry knew that many young students of high school or universities work as waiters or waitresses in the restaurants, so he entered the establishment.
"Hello, I noticed that you need help. I was wondering if I maybe could get a job there?" Harry politely asked. "Well, we really need extra waiters. The pay is not very much but you would get free breakfast, lunch and dinner."
"The pay is not an issue. I want to work for the fun of it, not for the money. When can I start and will I be a waiter?"
"You can start tomorrow... You understand that you are one extremely strange human being? I haven't met a boy who doesn't need money but looks for a job... Anyways, be there at eight o'clock. And don't be late." the manager happily said.
"Of course. We will talk tomorrow. Good Bye."
Next day Harry woke up at six. When he had a shower and breakfast, he finished his morning work out, dueled with Dobby for a bit and apparated to the restaurant "The Hole". When he entered at eight o'clock sharp, he was met by the manager. He led Harry to the staff room and gave him his waiter uniform. After explanation of the system, Harry enthusiastically started his first day in the new job.
After five days, Harry was still working in "The Hole" from eight AM to five PM every day. He was very well liked by the customers for his politeness, good manners, beautiful smile. Also the fact that he was the Lord of the Light made everyone around him feel, like the song of the phoenix does.
Harry was finishing his lunch, when the door of the restaurant opened, and the most beautiful being on the face of the Earth entered. She was quite tall, but not overly so. She had raven black hair with red highlights. Her eyes were deepest blue Harry have ever seen in his life. Harry was mesmerized by those incredible eyes. Of course it was not only Harry Potter who noticed her. No, every male in the vicinity was staring at her. Luckily, Harry was the only unoccupied waiter, so he came to her.
"Good day Miss! What will you eat today?" Harry cheerfully asked while unsuccessfully trying to hide his blush.
"Well, I do not really know... Spaghetti would be good I believe" She answered while blushing too. She could not understand what came to her. She knew that her looks are incredible, so she always was confident around boys, but this one was somehow different. The girl was from a quite rich family, so she normally looked down to guys who had to work. When Harry brought her the spaghetti, she noticed that all the clients were eating, so she decided to talk with this interesting waiter.
"I see that there is no work around, so maybe you want to sit down, rest for a bit?" She asked while eating spaghettis. Harry looked around and noticed that there really was not anything for him to do so he agreed.
"Well, what's your name, oh fair lady?" He asked while jokingly bowing.
"My name is Jane oh brave knight. What's yours?"
"Harry. I haven't seen you around. You moved there recently didn't you?"
"Yeah! We actually came here today. How did you know?" Harry suddenly remembered about his soul mate and his heart started to beat faster.
"Magic. So where do you live if you can tell me?"
"Do you know where Privet Drive is?
"Yeah..."
"Well, I live in Number 6. And where do you live?" She curiously asked.
"Oh my god! I live in Number 4!"
"Wow! To which side you window "looks"? Mine "looks" to the west on the second floor."
"My room is on the second floor and the window "looks" to the East..."
"Which is it? With a birdcage or the other one?"
"With the birdcage. Look, do you know anyone in the neighborhood?"
"Regretfully no, but we are visiting your parents tonight!"
"Aahh... My parents died when I was one. I live with my Aunt and Uncle and my cousin..."
"Oh... Sorry, I did not know... Is that fat whale with a gram of brain your cousin?"
"Yeah, that is Dudley. My dear cousin."
"He tried to hit on me you know... I was barely able to stop from laughing... He is definitely not my type. But you on the other hand..."
"You are definitely not bad yourself. I just have to tell you that my relatives like to say that I attend St. Brutus' Center for Incurably Criminal Boys or something like that... Just know that probably everything bad they say about me is not true."
"Okay, so where do you go to school for real?"
"Well, it is boarding school up north called Hogwarts."
"Can you tell me more about it?"
"Maybe later, okay?"
"Okay. I have to go, but I think we will talk again tonight."
"I really doubt that Durselys will let me out of my room."
"Well I will visit you then. Somehow your relatives seems really boring people to me. Which door is yours?"
"My door is with many locks and a cat flap... Okay until the evening. Hope you visit me."
"Don't doubt that! You are much more handsome and incredibly more interesting to talk to then Dursleys. Until the evening, bye..." Jane waved and went home.
When Harry finally finished his job, he went to meet the manager. He told him that he want to drop the job. He said that it was fun, but he had other, more interesting (namely spending time with certain girl named Jane) to do. When Harry finally came home, he met his beloved Uncle.
"Boy, we are having guests tonight. You will stay in your room if you know what is good for you! I will not have you making a bad image of our family in front of the Hathaway's. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon. I will not go out of my room." Harry dully said. For a second he wondered if he could try to argue, but decided that it is not worth it. Harry came upstairs, ate dinner, took a shower and started to read a book named Lord of the Rings.
AN: This chapter is quite short, and the wait is quite long, but I promise that I will update it soon. Please leave a review! Pleaseeeeeee...