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He laid back some what exhausted from the day's works. He thought again of all that had happened in the last 20 days. First there came the letter, the letter which he kept safe as the greatest of ornaments, then came his meeting with Gia, and oh did he enjoy it, true he did find some things he couldn't stand like all those bloody spells of an old geezer, then came the best day he could have hoped for. As Lauren had promised, most of his daily clothes, muggle ones, had come within 2 days, all of the put in with more than enough spells, while the robes and cloaks, the acromatula silk and different special material ones, took a week to arrive, all by a handy little box sitting on table in the living room of his trunk. The books, all of them were sent in two days in very special little box and coming along with it was a cataloging book. The instructions were quiet simple, all he had to do was tap the name of the book he wanted on his catalog and the book would come out of the box, and when he finished, he just had to place it back in the box. Best yet, to add a new book to the list, he only needed to put it in the box again and the name written on it would appear in his catalog and if he wanted he could write a description of it to go along with it. He had immediately removed all the highly rare books mostly from Marks personal collection and those his instincts told him to remove.
Of courser that had not been all, Bill and he had forayed into muggle London to stock the trunk with a few things which Harry felt were essential. The first had been to a fitness equipment store. Bill didn't understand at first but when Harry showed him the empty gym in his trunk, he was more than amenable to it. At first he had decided to go for the non electrical items but them Bill had an idea which opened Harry's eyes to a whole slew of possibilities.
Mr. Weasley was a muggle enthusiast and had discovered and researched all sorts of spells to make muggle things work in all magic environments. However he had not been able to make them work properly. But when the twins escaped from Hogwarts, they had planned to get their father on their side when the shouting began and so finished what he had been trying to do and now Bill would be doing the same for him to get the electrical items that they bought to work inside the trunk or where ever he wanted them to. They had taken a very expensive treadmill and cycle along with a lot other ones that the coach and sales guy had recommended when Harry had asked for help along with learning broachers and work out plans. They had then discreetly loaded them all into the trunk with a few discrete 'obliviates' from Bill.
Then Harry had dragged Bill to a large entertainment store a got himself the latest of home entertainment systems. That had been fun for Harry buying things that would make the Dursley's go green with envy. Of course he had also bought a whole gamut of DVD's, audio CD's, and video CDs, not that Bill understood what many of them were. Then they cruised around just whiling away the time and planning what all to be done. That was when he found out that Dumbledore had kept back his magic exemption letter and also that his friends that was Ron, Hermione and Ginny were being trained. At first he had been a bit angry but then realized the advantages of it.
First Dumbledore would never be expecting him to have advanced at all or even have had used magic or having any knowledge that he hadn't wetted to his taste and he would be thinking that he still had control of Harry. That was crucial since he was under no illusions that if Dumbledore discovered that Harry had in any way been out of his control then would take drastic steps to bring him back to the puppet state that he wanted Harry in and better yet, his friends would get training needed to keep themselves alive, not that he would trust them any further until he was sure about them but still ….
He and Bill had planned tentatively for him to be teaching Harry where ever Harry faced any difficulty and also to pass on any information that Harry should be on to. Since Harry now had absolute control on Gia and the wards, Bill could directly apparate in Harry's bedroom with out any one outside being any wiser. Harry would himself monitor anyone apparating in and out and also keep a close eye on everyone who was sent to Privet Drive.
So his morning exercise outside was cancelled and instead he did an hour and half in his gym mostly for toning himself rather then build muscle. He would then have some thing light to eat and go back to his practice room and do a half hour of combat practice with the dummies, mostly hand to hand and dagger types with the help of the different tutorial settings in the dummies. Then he would start out with the shields and practice his aim and accuracy, speed and power on them and of course revise out all the major spells he had learnt. This helped him improve his reflexes and speed with casting and was one important routine for him. After that he had a long nice shower or soak and a good breakfast later he would start his daily learning routine.
Bill had taken a good look at what spells his friends were learning and he and Remus would compile a list of spells that they thought would be useful and give to him that night and he would start on them in the next morning, researching them in his library and trying them out in the spell contained area in the library itself. Of course at Hogwarts, it had taken a few days for Harry to learn a new spell. He supposed that was because of the blocks on his wand and himself but then that was the usual level of progress for most starting students and Bill had it seemed taken the same into account and generally gave him just a handful each day, but what Bill had not anticipated was Harry's new wand and control. The first week when he had no wand to practice that is, he had taken a long time reading through a number of theory books and many things that had been obscure to him were now clear. Thus it was much easier to learn the spells, wand movements and control, and so by lunch he would finish what ever work Bill had set for him.
After lunch he generally took a small nap and then it was his time devoted to reading what ever he wished to. This was the time when he would read what ever he wished to from charms and transfigurations to what he had seen was the basics of the Dark Arts. The first day he had been back, he had read the Know Your Magic book from the gift vault and finally got the sought after answers he had been searching for. It had given a very clear description of the magics and levels:
There are different levels of power in magic users and beings and classified in different objectives. This is done in the usage of the spell levels.
Muggle and Squib; The common man who do not have any active magic in them. The majority of the worlds population are made up of muggles. Where they lack in magic from wizards it is believed they make up in creativity.
Wizards and Witch's; these are the lowest levels of magic and divided into low, medium and high. Most wizards are generally of this levels. All schools of magic will except any one only if they are of at least medium levels. Many do not pass above this level.
Mages; this is the next level of power and perhaps a 3rd of the graduates of Hogwarts are of this level. This is again divided into low and high levels. A number of the Ministry personal are of this level.
Worlocks; this is the next level of power and the number of people in this level are pretty small compared to the overall population. It is again divided into low and high levels. A number of prominent and known aurors are of this group. Most of the proffesors of Hogwarts are also worlocks. The members of this group are pretty powerful.
Sorcerers; This is the next level of power and the number of people who achieve this level are extremely small. There are perhaps 2 or 3 score sorcerer potentials born in a century. It takes a lot of control, ability and time to reach this level. The people in this group are extremely powerful and can use staffs. Some of the famous people in this level are the Dark Lord Grindelwald, the renowened duelist Prof. Flitwick, the famous auror Alastor Moody, Madame Castalia Slate and others. This is again divided into two levels.
Magi; this is the next level of power and only a handful of people or less have the natural ability to become Magi or Magus. This is the last level of wizarding magical power and extremely hard to attain in wizards. The people of this group are not only rare but extremely powerful. To utilize the full power of this level, staffs are needed (Sorcerers Staffs). The most known wizards in this century of this level are Prof. Albus Dumbledore and the Dark Lord Voldemort.
Archons and Druids; this level of power cannot be achieved through wizarding magic. Only those who can use Chaos, Druidic or Elemental magics can be of this level. The power of the users of this level is incredible and the numbers in this level are extremely small. Very few even if having the potential can come up to it. Many of the powering rituals used by dark wizards and power mongers are to achieve the ability to use chaos magic. The most notable figures in this level are the four Founders, Agrippa and very few others.
Lord, Over Lord & Immortal; these are the next three levels and are added as a prefix to Archons and Druids. There have been very few in the last 2 millenniums who have been of this level of power. Very little is known of these levels. The few known magic users of this level are Merlin, Morgan Le-Fay, Crice and many famous wizarding heros in the last few millenniums.
Gods; the most powerful magic users of the Age of Gods which started some time after the fall of Atlantis were of this level and were called as gods. It is believed that the users of this level become immortal as well due to the power of their magic. Most Gods of mythology eg; Zeus, Ra, Anubis, Dagda, Danu and others were of this level.
It is believed that during the Age of Atlantis there were even more power levels but how much of it being true is a matter of speculation since very few records of that age are left to us.
This was very good information for Harry as it gave some idea of what level he might be and what level Dumbledore and Voldemort were. He knew from the Book of Ages that Lythers were chaos users and that meant that he might become up to Archon level and that was shocking to him. He decided to read further on what was written about the magic itself.
There are many types of magic and arts of magic that exist in the world. The most known are;
Chaos magic: It is said to be the purest form of magic accessed from the plains of magic itself. Here, the body forms channels of magic through the spirit into the magical plain and allows that magic to be used. It is incredibly powerful type of magic and the users of it are benefited greatly by its very presence however it also extremely dangerous a magic to use and needs enormous control and will to use with out destroying the user of it. Very few now a days have the potential to use this magic though many of the more powerful magical creatures with like the Phoenix's, Dragons and others with a great well of innate magic, are said to be able to access it as well. Many rituals have been developed over the time to enable the body to develop the channels of magic.
Druidic or Natural magic: The users of this form of magic have the ability to gain control over the magics of the natural plain and bend it to their will. Here the user will have a connection to the natural plain and will be able to draw forth its power and use it to their will. The magic does not flow through the body but rather to the will of it. The users of this magic are generally called Druids and their exponents are extraordinarily powerful and are an equal of Chaos users. The users will live an incredibly long life due to their connection with nature; however no ritual of any type can be will enable one to access it with out the inborn talent for it.
Elemental Magic: The users of this magics have an affinity to elemental control and elemental spells. They draw the power of the elements aand may have partial or complete control of one or more elements. Many of those in the Druid & Archon levels have an affinity towards elemental magics though there are some beings who draw only on the power of elements and can bend them to their will. These are true elementals.
Wizarding Magic: This magic is believed to be a combination of many magics at a lower level. This magic is drawn from the body of the user and who has a well of magic in them. Thus long use of wizarding magic will bring on magical exhaustion from drain of the magic inside a wizard. Most wizards need a focus to concentrate the magic within them to an expectable level to perform the spell however some have the mental training to concentrate their power with out a focus and it is called as 'wandless magic' and can be draining on the user.
Potions: In the lost times magic users were well trained to their power and the ratio of the strong users were greater and thus every thing that was needed including healing could be done by spells alone. However when the number of users grew and the ratio became less then alternate methods were developed where by strenuous magic could be used even by those not powerful enough. Thus potions are an alternate form or a vessel holding passive magic which has one or a few specific aims and can be activated as desired by the user of it. Thus potions of modern days are more intricate and better developed due to greater research into them.
Blood Arts: These arts are used where by the power in the blood of beings and their properties are used and power is drawn from it. Though blood components and blood magics are used in the wizarding world, true power and scope of it are known to only the vampires who are its greatest exponents.
Rune Magic: This magic also called the written word. Here the magic is empowered into a single rune or set of runes using magic, emotion, intention and the will of the caster. It is not certain as to who made the runes or of which language the runes are off, however it is a very extensive and versatile branch of magic which is both vast and powerful though however a large part of it has been lost over time. The large draw back of runic magic is the extensive study of it needed by those who do not have runic talents and has led to drop back of rune users. The ones who have natural ability and affinity to understanding and using this branch of magic are called a runic and they are said to be synonymous to chaos users. Runics have the ability to see and manipulate runes and their casting.
Wish Magic: This the appearance of power in which the greatest component is an uncluttered desire. This is generally called accidental magic among the wizards since it occurs only among the children due to the fact that their minds are uncluttered and straight forward. This disappears as the age since the minds of the child become more complex and cluttered by thoughts.
Shamanic Magic: Most of the more obscure magic used by the African tribes are classified as shamanic magics. It is believed that shamanic magics are mostly a combination of magics many of which have faded out of existence as well as spirit magics. The sureties of this branch are not confirmed.
There are other smaller branches of magic like Vodoo, Wiccan and others but not very widely spread or popular.
He was a bit surprised at the number of different magics that were there in the world. He supposed the wide spread evaluation that had taken place in the human world had also happened with the magical world, though he felt the stagnation was getting its claws inside the magical world. One para in the book that took up a great bit of his mind was that on Dark Arts;
In the ancient times before the school systems such as Hogwarts when the population of wizards was small it was mostly the apprentice system that was followed. Here the children with potential were thought the bascis by the family members themselves or the members of the household the regional Lords and after a certain progress is made, the child is given over to the care of a teacher to work and learn under his guide until he is believed to be sufficiently capable of magic. Since mostly it was a feudal system during that age and teachers took patronage of the Lords the students had sufficient attention and proper guidance could be given to them and thus a lot more care and attention was given to the apprentices. Thus most basic activities such as levitation and others was basically thought with out any spells while those tasks which were burdensome like battle magics and others of power were spelled or given an incantation.
However when large schools such as Hogwarts were opened it became impossible for the students to be given the same attention such as given to an apperentice, moreover not all students had a high potential in the to learn in the old ways. Thus spells and incantations were developed for every single aspect of wizarding life which could be thought to children even those of low potential.
This however caused great problems later on. Since all the old spells dealing from battle magics to crafting magics were powerful and only used by the powerful, mistrust in them began to form among the majority most of whom were not capable them. Also due to the many wars that were being played out in the wizarding world, many of the adherents started to form and find spells that dealt with pain and suffering, many of which were exponentially powerful and painful mostly procured of which were from the branch of 'Black Arts'.
Though the Black Arts, a long deviled branch was different from the ancient magic and battle arts, the power needed to wield the old spells made the general populace of the wizariding world fearful of them and were classified as Dark Arts and those who used them were feared and despised. This has only grown greater in the recent times and the spells have been forbidden to the general populace. One of the greatest problems of the old magics is the fact that if those who are not strong enough to use the spells attempt them then there will be a great possibility of them becoming a squib or being killed. Also if the spells are not controlled properly then there could be enormous destruction.
This gave Harry a very good insight to what was considered the Dark arts which most of the wizarding world and reviled by them. It helped now for him to understand the stand of the populace. It is natural for all wizards to covet the knowledge and use of spells of greater power and when such magic is denied to them due to the reason of their own ability and power, they naturally distrust and despise those who have the ability to use such magic. Thus only those strong and capable will now days use them and not be spurned by all.
However this was not the only book he read. He spent time reading any thing that took his eye. He also spent time in the potions lab and making and replenishing the potions he was using up. One thing he realized was that he was fairly component brewer in a relaxed environment though no potions master by a long degree. He did not have the patience or the perseverance and meticulous attentions that potion's making needed though he could get by for the daily requirements. The other branch that fast took up his time was his study in runes.
Ever since he had heard from the wand maker of the possibility of him being a runic, he decided to find out very thing about it. Now that he knew what exactly a runic was, he couldn't stop himself from learning what ever he could on runes. He found that it quiet easy and it didn't seem to take all that much time to study and memories the runes and their meanings which were very unlike Hermione's long schedule in learning them. It took him only one try to get all the basic runes perfectly and by the end of the first week he had memorized the 3rd to the 5th year rune knowledge. By the end of the second week, two days ago in fact he had cast his first rune perfectly. Rune casting was generally thought in sixth year and all ready he was making great strides in it. It was in fact quiet hard for him to tear himself away from the books on runes which he was literally devouring away at an unbelievable rate so much so that he was some what grateful in his mind that he hadn't taken ancient runes in school since it would have brought more scrutiny on him, now though he had a nice little advantage that he was sure no one would be expecting.
Then at five during the tea time he would sit in front of the mirror and have a nice chat with Denise for around half an hour. Though he now had complete control over his empire he had little idea about it and its running and the decisions needing to be made. This then was Denis's job to educate him on the world of business and bring him up to par. So every day they discussed the changes of policy, movement of economy, profitable investment options, and the details of his many holdings.
After that he would go back to studying his spell books mostly any thing that Bill recommended or any on which his eye fell on. The most popular of these were his parents spell books. His parents had developed a lot of tactics for the order and also had an extensive collection of spell to go along with the tactics. Some of them were ridiculously advanced and highly powerful while others were insanely tricky to deploy and some which seemed to be derivates from pranks. Thus it was always useful for him to learn those spells since most were either obscure or were developed by unspeakables thus giving him an edge. He would also study the miscellaneous books especially the ward books and advanced DADA.
Around 8 pm in the night Bill would apparate directly in his bedroom with Gia muffling any noise and other magical disturbance, and come inside the trunk and spend an hour showing him different dueling techniques and also duelling with him. Dueling techniques was especially important since a proper technique and style would effectively reduce the amount of energy he would otherwise waste in dodging and running. Harry had the advantage of being speedy and fast but he had no classical education in dueling, therefore his techniques while good and effective were cumbersome and made him look some what like a jumping jack, would also make him expend a lot more energy in dodging and jumping and at the same time giving him a lot of bruises, also as Bill explained, in Dueling tournaments or fights it was very important to save energy and use every last resource in an efficient manner combining both block by magic or dodging of spells in a smooth and efficient way. Of course it was hard to duell against Bill at first mostly due to Bill higher knowledge of spell even with his advantage of speed, now a days however, he gave Bill as good as he got. Bill of course did not use any of the Egyptian curses or highly advanced and dangerous curses at least not until he showed him its workings and the defenses to it. After a good work out and a clean up they would have dinner together and then the teaching would begin.
The teaching was very much different from what it was in Hogwarts. At school he learnt spells, wand movements, and procedures. But most of that could be learnt from books as Harry had proved in teaching the DA. But when you went to higher level spells and magic, theory and understanding of the spells and wand movements and emotional inputs was very important and hard to learn from books since high powered spells needed more in the way of not only magic but some thought and emotional input. What Bill was teaching him was the basic's which were essential in all higher level spells and which was generally thought to NEWT level students and not always completely. Some of what he was learning was similar to those thought to trainee aurors.
The others things he was being thought was apparition which had taken him a remarkable 2 days to learn(Since he could see the apparition signatures closely with Gias help), and all spells that every wizard were learnt like 'notice-me-not spells', 'forget me' and of course the all useful 'obliviate' spells and a number of memory spells. These spells were extremely useful and important for a wizard to know about and were thought to Hogwarts graduates since they would come across muggles one time or the other and it was better not to be noticed. Of course most of the normal ones wouldn't work on wizards and so Bill was teaching him the ones used by the law enforcement personal and the order. As a part of the order Bill had been thought a number a usefull little spells which he was passing on to Harry. Another thing that he did in the first few days was the theory behind legilemency and its working. Harry had a good idea with occlumensy and thus he left that alone since the only thing to do was practice, but he didn't have much on legilemency and its uses or the subtlety involved in it. However Harry took to legilemency like a fish to water. Of course he held his mastery at it a secret and practiced it not only on the residents of Privet Drive but also on the order members and Bill too. It was unethical but it was excellent practice for him, of course he did it in an extremely subtle fashion so much so that only a master would be able to detect his probes. It was frustrating at first always backing away when the people had even the slightest suspicion of what was happening but now he was much more proficient at though he was very careful with Moody or Kingsley since both were well trained to guard their mind against attacks though he did find ways to slip their guards but only with time and only if they didn't notice.
He also thought him the basics of warding and ward magics. For Harry this was very important since his family magic itself specialized in wards and he wanted to have mastery over it. He spent quiet a bit of time reading a number of basic books on ward and ward magic. He now could get up all the basic wards that any graduate of Hogwarts learnt. These were what most wizrding houses had like proximity and privacy wards which basically acted like alarm systems. Of course, any experienced wizard could easily remove such wards but they were basics and he needed to start some where. He had taken to reading at least an hour on the basic ward books he bought to give himself an idea of what to expect and the history and types of wards.
But teaching him magic was not all that Bill did. Four days of a week he and Bill went out and just hung out and enjoyed themselves. Harry for as long as he had lived had striven to survive and survive he did, but he what he didn't know was how to live, really live that is, be a child and see the world as an innocent believer of all being good, with out the grief pain and misery that had been his for so long, to smile with out a burden to think about and find then mysteries that so surrounded him. Sure he had fun at Hogwarts but most of the time it was either in flying or the few times that he was able to relax with his friends. But then every year something or the other would happen and it would override every thing else and then it became survival again. He supposed thinking back now that must have been Dumbledore's idea. Dumbledore had made him a perfect Hero with a tragic past, a hard childhood, all the difficulties of adoloscense – different in the fact that it was not for attention of girls – a melancholy disposition, and finally and overwhelming sense of responsibility and guilt. In short, he a perfect little pup, loyal to the fault and the best martyr to be found. Since Harry would definitely be a target, he needed to survive under pressure and it seemed Dumbledore had succeeded in making him do so.
But now with out Dumbledore's influence and his own sense of control he wanted experience all the things he had missed growing up. Bill when he heard or rather got an idea of what Harry's life had been like decided to take him out and let him just for the sake of fun. The first time they had gone out was for a movie and some dinner and on seeing how much some thing so small had delighted Harry, he had suggested to go out every alternate day. They went out to malls, pubs, disco's, movies but also wizrding hang outs for teens and fun areas. One of the more memorable days had been when Bill had taken him to the London opera.
Bill had explained to him that in the wizrading world Music was considered an art to be learnt and was actually a rare branch of magic. He had told him that all children of the old families were thought at least one instrument and was considered proper. Bill himself had learnt the flute and was quiet proficient at it. That evening when he had been at the opera listening to the enchanting music of a multitude of stringed instruments play out in all their glory, Harry had started to recollect his own experiences at school. In an effort to get away from Dudley and his gang of bullies, Harry had entered the music class. The main reason for it had been that there were few students in it and the class took a lot of extra hours and the Dursley's were more than happy to have him out of the house for all the hours and he happy to get away from Dudley. However the warm and patient disposition of the teacher made him highly motivated and he found himself enjoying his music class the most. He had become very good at the violin and used a school one to play. Of course he had never played at the major school programs since the Dursley's usually attended but the smaller ones were where his talent was showcased.
He had stopped all that when he had gone to Hogwarts or maybe that could be attributed Dum-bloody-dores charms but now hearing the music flow in magnificent cadences, climbing now, falling now, washing away every doubt and pain and bringing its own emotion to play, he started to remember his long hours of practice, the encouraging tones of his teacher, he fellow mates joining him to bring out the melodies, the feeling of the calm void of music taking away his fears, his pain, and giving him the strength to open his eyes and look the day again. His teacher had once told him that Harry's music seemed to be an embodiment of his every emotion raging like the stormy sea's or flowing like a calm river, sweeping every one who listened to it, generating with in their heart every emotion he felt.
And all those memories awakened with in him as he listened to the magnificent performance. Bill had question Harry when he noticed the rapture on his face and the twitching fingers and after the performance was done, Bill took Harry to a music instrument shop. He had gazed around the store with a wide eyed expression at all the instruments on display and after half an hour of trying the different ones, he had bought himself and lovely violin and that night he had once again after a long time held the bow of a violin and out flowed the shimmering tones and sparkling cadences which had entranced an awestruck Bill and from that night on, it had become a ritual for him to play his violin and sometimes Bill too joined along with tunes of the flute.
Of course, going out had not only been for enjoyment but also to show him to use magic in real life, to learn how to get along un noticed, to see the way people enjoyed themselves and join along. They went to the various wizarding hangouts or monuments dressing up as proper wizard, learning the customs and traditions of the new world he was a part of, speaking with the many who visited along and learning the many useful little things that every one learnt like forming small talk or as Bill put it, charming their pants off. It was to Harry like he had a found a brother and friend in Bill who had taken it upon himself to teach Harry the little nitty grity's of life. Though he still felt the loss of Sirius, it was not so prominent now, more like a passing regret with which he was well acquainted, the long talks with Bill and Remus had taken the sharp edge giving him a soothing wall to lean upon.
But the most important thing that Harry had learnt from Bill was politics. All wizrding children, especially the heirs of a family are thought the basics on politics and government. Harry himself had learnt a good deal on the laws but politics and political conditions were not some ting that you could just read from any book. The problem with the wizrding world was that unlike the muggle government, there was no democracy though the populace had a say in it, instead the entire thing seemed to revolve around the Greater Council and the wizards council. The Greater Council was formed of the heads of the great families and was the one which had the actual power, while the wizards council formed of the head of the lesser families. The difference was simply the power between the two. Thus the ruling power was always between the Greater Council and the Ministry since the Ministry was supposed to be a caretaker or rather a manager of sorts. But with the Greater Council being inactive for so many years, the ministry seemed to be pulling the power. On hearing this Harry got an idea though he quickly put it out since it seemed to him to be an insane one. Also, to facilitate Harry knowledge of the current happenings, Denis arranged for the Prophet to be sent to him daily along with other papers and periodicals.
When the council had ruled, the different members had been wizards who had held responsibilities and had education in the hows and whys of the different aspects of the wizarding world. They kept the power of the government stable and corruption was generally seeped out quickly since the members were responsible to it. The council acted as its own check and limited its power to what was required. Since most of the members or rather the heads of houses were strong wizards who had been well educated in all respects, the council functioned to make an excellent government. But then the Ministry got power as the families started to deteriorate or killed and the Council started to fall and that was where things went wrong. The Ministers longed for more power and they were for most parts never of the great families or even as well educated or informed as the council members and never were thought the things that the old families long held balance of. Thus the Ministry feared what they did not understand and were too easily manipulated and thus became more and more corrupt passing laws to try and gain absolute control if possible and as told 'Power corrupts'.
On the days that they didn't go out, Bill would wind up the work by 10 or 10:30 and then they would watch a movie together before they left. That was always quiet fun to Harry who had never had a chance to see them in his youth. He more often than not tried to memories the style of speaking and walking which were that were adopted by actors throwing out a whole range of emotions in them. Finally at around 11 or most often 12 Bill would leave and Harry would retire to bed mostly reading his parents dairy's before he slept. Of course, he always thought to himself that he should start training harder or that he shouldn't be enjoying himself and to be responsible, but then a little voice in his mind told him that he was learning a very important thing and that was how to live and enjoy his life, how to open up to the world and see not just the ugliness and the cruelties in it but also the beauty and joy there existed along, to see he hope in eyes of the people and be buoyed by it, and so he took his study at a rate he was comfortable with though it was extraordinarily fast, just going along with the flow, wondering as always when things would start to fall out. Only thing he knew was that he would better prepared for when that happened.
That night as he slept he had a feeling of faint trepidation as if the time had come when the calm before the storm had ended and games would begin.
At the same time in a shabby mansion of a house a lanky teenager like shifted restlessly trying to go to sleep. He finally gave up and looked around his room. He had been here the summer before with his friend, a depressed, angry and powerful friend to whom he now realized was his duty.
He remembered clearly the first time he had seen him, lost, alone, wondering if he should ask for help. For days before that his parents had been telling him to make good friends and that he would be happy in Hogwarts. Of course his parents had also been a bit jittery and he distinctly remembered in his hazy vision that Dumbledore had come to his house and his parents were speaking to him about a little boy who needed to guided, though if not for the accident he would never have remembered.
Nearly five years ago he had got on the Hogwarts Express and made his first and supposedly best friend. It was some times difficult being with his friend but mostly he managed. He remembered vividly the first year and Harry's insistence of going down the hole to save the stone. He had been terrified and even though he had been privy to some part of his life, he had thought that nothing would happen and they would come out Heroes and every one would praise them. True, they had come out heroes, every one had praised them but he had learnt one very important thing, there was a great deal of pain involved with all. He clearly remembered the fear he had felt when facing the dog and the chess set, sacrificing himself to it.
But then he noticed that more attention was being paid to Harry, much more then him. But then that was okay, he had done most of the work. More than that Harry was his best friend and he enjoyed his company. Then summer had come and Harry had never answered any of his letters and they had gone to their parents who had talked to Dumbledore. He remembered very clearly that Dumbledore for a moment was not all that pleased but not at the news but it seemed to his young mind that it was at the fact that they had known. "He Knows" had been the first thought in his young mind "He knows about Harry and what is going on", but then with car fiasco going on he had forgotten all about it.
Then came his second year, more event full then the first, facing his greatest fear and walking out alive, learning a secret of his friend and thinking nothing of it – it was his friend after all – going down to the place of legend and yet not able to speak of it. He had come out a hero but then when any one asked what he had seen he was not able to answer they had left and he had seen their mocking looks. That was perhaps when the want had started. The third year had been different as all his school years had wont to be.
True it had been perhaps an eye opener for them in the exalted Ministry and its procedures, he had got a taste of the corruption that existed among those with power and learnt to see behind the façade though where that lesson had gone had been debilitating to him and that little want of his own light to bask in had grown again. And then started the year that would stay in his memories for ever and more.
That had been the year when all his childishness was displayed for the world to see. He now looked back and wondered how it had happened, but more than that how easily the tear had been repaired as if it never existed, it seemed to be almost magic, and remembering what he did now he decided it probably was magic. He had been afraid, wondering if that repair was nothing more than on the surface always waiting for the proverbial axe to fall and the friendship so nurtured to fall apart and all because of his foolishness. But that hadn't happened and instead the most dreaded news of all had been what he heard.
For as long as he had remembered, all things bad and horrible had been related to the words you-know-who, oh he knew the name and did use it now and then but he still preferred not doing so. It had been one of the most horrifying news he had ever heard that the monster so feared was now back and had already killed one student. Unlike the others, he had believed that it was true and had been more frightened than he liked to admit especially since he had realized that as friends with the famous boy he was automatically targeted, but then he had decided that he shouldn't worry too much about that when people like Dumbledore and the Ministry were there, sure the Ministry was disagreeing and all but surely they would be making plans and all, surely they would.
It had been more than hard for his see all his faith in the Ministry shattered so thoroughly. Worse had been the abandonment he had felt from his own brother, sure they were not very close but he was his brother and it had been family. He had gone of on enough adventures or what he felt were adventures but this was the first time he had actually faced death. He remembered the cold feeling of fear gnaw at his chest making him wish he had not come and though in the end they had prevailed they had also lost one of their number. But for Ron Weasley that was not the main concern for on that day he had started to remember.
The Brains in the Dept of Mystries were things whose properties were not fully understood and he had been attacked by them under the influence of a distortion spell. No one even in the Dept had known exactly what effect the brains had on humans except that they varied from person to person but always left deep scaring. Madame Pomphrey had healed the scars and since she detected no adverse affects, she had let him go. But the effects were there, the brains had removed any sort of memory erasing and locking spell on him as well as giving a slight immunity of those spells.
And that was much of the reason for Ron's problems. When he had been young, the youngest of a whole family of boys and then a little girl, his sister had naturally the most attention to her, thus Ron, the little inquisitive kid had wandered around a lot and it seemed heard quiet a bit that he was not supposed to hear and thus had received his fair bit of memory charms and imagine to his surprise that quiet a few of them were from Dumbledore himself and that was why he had all these hazy memories in his head.
The memories gave him quiet a bit of answer like the fact that the money supposed to be given to Harry's relatives for taking care of him had been given to his parents for paying their debts or the fact that Dumbledore knew of Harry's home life. However they gave just as many questions like why was Harry so important apart from being a Hero of the wizarding world and why Dumbledore had done nothing to alleviate his suffering. This confused Ron more than anything else, he had been brought up to think that all Slytherins were evil, Gryffindors were good, and to always believe in Dumbledore. But those ideas were being badly shaken by the memories he was uncovering as the days passed.
Thus when he had been given a chance to train with the Order, he had thrown himself to the training with every bit he possessed, training and pushing himself as hard as he could, reading away into the night – even though the others told him slow down or they thought him to be trying to better Harry - so much so that he would be too exhausted to be awake and see his memories. The training took up all his time, all his thoughts, all his being, motivated beyond belief and all because of what. Because being awake meant that he would view his own hazy memories, thus ripping away all the foundations of his beliefs, and find himself afloat with no anchor to hold himself down. He sighed once again and for the hundredth time since the holidays began he wished he had a pensive so that he could view clearly all those hazy memories that floated around his head, holding so many answers and bringing more questions.
Far away in the north of the country that held so much mystery, in a place that was hallowed and sacred, where few who were un invited could step in and the magic flowed like a verdant river, a teenaged boy stood in a clearing in the wild and gazed up the clear sky and beheld the beauty of the moon. The moon, so important to many, the werewolves whose lives it ruled, the tides whose power it controlled, the flows of the magic itself and many others. But these were not important to the teen at the moment. To him the moon was like a flame of hope in the dark, a ray of beauty in the chaos, a speck of light to guide all who wished. He loved to look at the moon as it sailed across the heavens and be comforted by its cool beams. He relaxed as he watched it and that was important to him today, to be relaxed before the test to adult hood.
His family was powerful both in the circles of money and magic it held and many of their member before him had been worthy of their magic. But he had been different, born with the talent which held such importance to the family. The family had been in hiding for so long and yet suddenly one day the great seer of the House of the Ram herself had appeared at their steps bringing to them the portents of the great change and that he was one of the Heralds of that change. Thus he had started his training at a very young age, the training that those with his gift needed.
The training was not in spells but rather to control himself, his body, his mind, and his emotion. Later had come the time when his magic too had come into play and he had learnt to control and direct it to his wishes. But to day was the day for which he had most prepared for. Today would he be tested for his control, his intellect, and his ability. Should they then decide that he was worthy, then would he be given the right to the knowledge and the position of respect but also the great heirloom of his family to wield at his discretion. It would be for him the most glorious moment he had so awaited for and he wished to do every thing in his might for it. And when he did, he and his family would gain great respect for he at such an young age to take and complete the test was indeed a matter of great pride.
But there was another reason too, a reason not much spoken of but the true one none the less. The fact was that on that fatefull day, the house of the Fay had all witnessed the vision shown to them by the than lady of the House of the Ram, Matriarch Solinery Dyfed. The vision that spoke of the many changes that would be wrought, the many atrocities that would be committed, of the great loose of life that would happen and of the involvement of the long dormant House of Le Fay once again into the world of wizards.
In a great house nestled in a valley, covered in many an enchantment, sitting by the window, facing a mirror sat a 16 year old girl, brushing her in the nightly ritual that is won't of all girls. But if any looked at her eyes from near, they would have found them empty, with out seeing any on the outside or perhaps watching something that others could not behold. Suddenly she sighed and put her brush down and walked by the balcony, lifting her face to cool beams of the night. She knew what was happening, she had Seen after all. She saw many things and as the motto of her kind read, she saw nothing.
The girl was one who had perhaps the rarest of talents or gifts or perhaps it was a curse. Her family was generally known for the talent and had gone to hiding so that they would be protected from all those who sought to hunt them for their gifts. The members of the family had the gift of sight and she was true seer, one of the very few who was ever born.
The normal seers and other diviners had the ability to see something specific, like a seer can see that there would be an action that was definite to the future and will speak on that action in the form of riddles which would become a prophecy. True seers however saw the ever changing flow of the future itself. She didn't know what triggered the gift, a face, a memory, a scent or even the sound, and then the gift would show her the many paths of action and the flows of the future - all course of the future – that could happen. She would see many things that might or could happen and some times she could interfere with what she wanted to happen, but that was rare.
Her gift had awoken when she was at a very young age. Her grandmother who had the same gift had taken her and started to train her in the ways of the sight. The first thing she had thought her was that there was not good and evil, no light or dark, every thing that was conceived was of the human mind and workings of the great balance, the balance of the cycle of life and death. She had a very young age lost her innocence and naivety, closing herself and blocking her emotions, for one with her gift could go mad if they responded to all the visions. She still remembered the vicious cruelties she had seen, the terrible loss of life, the great pain that she had witnessed. The truth was that if she had held her beliefs of innocence than she would have soon perished to the insanity and madness that came to most with her gift. For how would she with all ideals of a child bear to witness such horrendous actions and not try to do something and then to find that there was little to do but see and see as always. The only thing that she knew for sure was the balance and change would always be a constant. And to witness that change and see further she had gone to Hogwarts itself.
She had watched from afar the proponent of change, judging in her eyes if he was worthy to receive her advice and hold her secrets. She had found and watched him struggle with the burdens and cares on his shoulders. For some time she had fretted that he wouldn't be able for the role he might play but then she had see him break his bonds though his captor wove them again. But the fact that he could break those bonds that held a slave to the old ones whims was the hope she needed that he would eventually come out of his shell and pick put the destinies and weave them to his music.
Ah, the music, even now she could hear him play in the depths of her mind and soon that music would soar and play in the fullness of magic, bringing with it the change her world needed so, she had felt him break his bonds, she had seen him take his guard and now she heard the fates change and she, Lunetari Dyfed, matriarch of the Great of Dyfed, True Seer and guardian of the House of the Ram, would dance to the change and lift her hands to him when the time came. For indeed she had seen it and now what she had seen so long ago would soon come to be.
AN: I hope you like it. 9600 words and more, I tried to give an extra boost and now I am left with an aching hand. There might be a few more mistakes than normal since I haven't taken much time to proof read. Do send reveiws and tell me what you think of it. I think I will put some action in the next chapter.