Chapter 8

Magic perhaps

Helltanz's notes: To address my dear SilentWhisperer the Twins were with the rest of the Weasleys during the attack on the platform they were outside of the platform. As to Katie not being ready for evocation of course she's not ready that's the whole point, and for the love of god space your words my eyes hurt trying to read that review its was so squished my eyes they were in pain. Other than that thanks man.

In any event so much for finishing the train ride this chapter.

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Disclaimer: come on you should know the drill by now

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Chapter begin

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Harry had looked rather thoroughly through his text books for the coming school year, and what he found indicated he would b e unlikely to find someone like… rather someone who was his peer. The Twins remarks supported this hypothesis. Wizard education seemed to be a slight foolish when it came to teaching a spell, since it seemed they taught it without actually teaching it.

Harry didn't use verbal incantations as it really wasn't necessary considering his repertoire and how he was used to molding and shaping the energy as he desired. Unfortunately Katie was a having a problem grasping it. Not that Harry particularly expected anything since he had not the slightest intention of explaining everything and had safeguards in place. Knowledge was power after all.

The young wizard riffled around in his tote bag, which amongst other things contained a few research journals and a couple of dog eared fantasy novels. "Err what are you doing?" She questioned peeking over his shoulder.

He frowned, "Step back, and have you grasped the idea behind the basics of fire yet?" Harry responded not bothering to answer her question.

"But its completely different than what they teach at Hogwarts, its all about the spells name and movement and what its supposed to do." She complained, "and your not being any clearer on what it is I haven't got."

The dark haired boy rolled his eyes and leaned back and opened the book he had pulled from his tote bag. "I've told you that which is needed to come to an answer," The book was similar to his other journal but had a different cover. "Its not a difficult matter," He responded she wasn't likely to get but even if she did it had the potential to be useful to him.

He wasn't going to tell her everything because after all knowledge was power, but if she could figure out precisely what he was asking it would be a good thing. She wanted to learn but she didn't seem to grasp the basics. As far as wizards went Harry was interested in expanding his influence, Katie was year older and eager, which meant she could be potentially useful in establishing power. This was especially true if he could force a hierarchy into establishmet. "That's enough just sit down," He stated feigning an irritation that wasn't quite fake at the witch. Katie wasn't quite ready to give up, but did end up sitting down.

Recruiting, or rather drawing people in would conceivably be easy considering he was famous of course at the same time people might not immediately recognize him after all he had just recently returned to the wizarding world. That fact still made him quite angry, but was something that could be addressed at a later date. There was also the potential issue of the matter of his age complicated things.

As it stood from Harry's perspective , he was starting his first year so it, his age, might effect perceptions so he'd have to do his best to make sure it didn't effect his plans too much if at all possible. He turned his attention unto other matters. As far as politics went there were issues to consider, mugles didn't posses magic capability, so thus they were inferior, of course Harry outright dismissed the notions of blood purity, which so many so called purebloods preached, it really did seem stupid.

The fact was magic as he had understood it wasn't limited to him, and that was the problem, there was the chance of others discovering things. Muggleborns possessed magic and thus could potentially be useful, though it seemed the 'purebloods' didn't consider this. At the same time the old pureblood families had a lot of power namely money and influence. Harry himself was also some with those advantages. The Potters were an old and very respected pureblood family and Harry himself was very powerful and of course 'boy who lived'.

The fact he'd fought the Death Eaters three times, who were wizards who terrified the public attested Voldemort's defeat was not a fluke. Of course the young wizard was not without his eccentricities, and no doubt by the morrow the paper would be proclaiming the boy who lived had goblin minions, vassals minions, as Harry grouped them, were rare in this age and just another defining mark. Admittedly Harry desired armies of course and eventual conquest and such on par with the novels he read, even if they were non magical in origin.

In this society Harry would be viewed as a very valuable political ally, and it wasn't simply the so called light side who were only interested in the boy who lived. Harry glanced at the hand drawn diagram on the page. In all honesty he couldn't understand the point of doing things the way the first texts explained, it really did seem rather absurd. Yes, Harry Potter had decided quite quickly that his method was quite superior.

Since Voldemort had been defeated the present generation of wizard children had grown up hearing about the Great Harry Potter vanquishing the terrible Dark Lord. These stories were embellished fairy tales busy extolling bravery and virtue.

Harry was quite the opposite. Voldemort when Harry had learned about from the book had actually caused Harry to laugh. Voldemort had twenty odd years to take over the wizarding world, and in comparison to the fantasy, minus Sauron, Dark Lords Harry was so fond of Voldemort was incompetent at least as far as conqueror went. Though Harry would concede, much as it pained him, the man clearly excelled in sowing fear.

Harry Potter was by no means the fair, brave and noble hero of stupid bed time stories or the fairy tales. No not by a longshot. All of that nonsense was jut that, complete propaganda, of course it was very widespread nonsense. Harry had taken his time to look into the wizarding world, specifically the immediate area.

By 'muggle standards' the European continents division of the magical world was a mish mash of varying ideas and states from the last couple hundred years. Each nation on the continent retained to some extent their 'national identity', in that they were culturally different from their neighbors, but they shared similarities quiditch and pureblood ideas being prominent examples. Politically things were pretty similar, especially since all indications pointed to the old families were given a lot lee way.

Harry had decided the Death Eaters would pay, and it was quite clear getting around the legal system in the magical world was quite easy. After Voldemort's defeat the majority of Death Eaters had gone to ground or just been caught. Those members of Voldemort's inner circle had either gone to prison or gotten off, or possibly evaded capture all together.

The law was nothing, if one had power, anyone from an influential family tended to get off. It was just like a few hundred years ago in the muggle world or now even in some cases. Harry had every intention of accumulating power for his own goals.

"So what are you working on now?" Katie inquired having apparently thrown in the towel for the time being.
Harry looked up just as the compartment door slammed open. The young wizard seeing the incoming spells pushed off the chair and raised a barrier of flame. Solidified flame with the constitution of jelly blazed into existence radiating heat.

"Oh bugger," Grumbled the middle intruder with a groan, "You wanker you didn't say you pissed off Harry Potter," He growled to someone outside of the compartment. The green eyed wizard's glasses acquired a shine as lightning sparked around his hand. "Wait, wait hold on a minute it was just a joke see no hard feelings right," The middle intruder exclaimed as the wall of flame began to subside and hastily taking a step backwards.

Harry would have preferred simply blasting the three stooges into past, but that was out for the time being, he had enough impulse control to keep the urge in check.

In any event all that self control nearly flew straight out the window when he saw who he presumed but them up to it, "You," He hissed angrily. It really wans't that hard to figure out, the Slytherin's whose wand he had taken earlier had put these three up to trying a little payback, that hadn't been something he'd expected. Harry lashed out with his other arm the wave of raw energy sending him through the door of another compartment and dropping him in a heap. He turned and stepped back in his compartment before he took things a bit further.

The middle Intruding Slytherin who had wisely stepped to the side when Harry had stepped forward, considering the lightning around the wizard's hand a very smart move, took a tentative step forward. After all currying favor with the boy who lived was probably a good idea and sensible seeing as he seemed to be prone to targeting Death Eaters… then again so to was not irritating him further, yes Redmond the Slytherin decided he'd just wait for Harry to cool off before trying to make amends for the unfortunate occurrence. Redmond took a step back, left his name and departed, he didn't envy the next person to bother the boy who lived.

Harry slid the door shut, "Is there a food car on this train?" He all but demanded as the sparks around his electrified hand diminished to nothing.

Katie perked up, "There is a food cart with candy and sweets," The wizard frowned that was unfortunate and irritating, "and there is the start of term feast when we get to Hogwarts," She added after a moment.

Books might be out of date, but people could attest to their experiences, which made Katie and other older students useful for asking questions regarding the school. Harry grimaced well since the train ride had hours left he 'allowed' himself to be drawn into conversation, if for no other reason he might glean some further insight. Katie had a penchant, Harry found for being particularly chatty and stubborn, and he wasn't about to pass up a possible source of information never mind she could prove useful. It was the main reason he put up with her more irritating moments such as nagging. Harry was for reasons he 'd rather not discuss rather confident in his own ability to survive, this of course was only reinforced by the fact he'd survived the killing curse as a baby even so he would admit he need help. Katie was an expedient choice for recruitment

"So that lightning thing was really cool," She remarked,

He rolled his eyes, "Don't even think about it if you grasp the basics of fire lightning is vastly beyond your capacity," Katie huffed indignantly at the statement. "And its power intensive," Harry added, bringing up her recently depleted reserves, which was apparently a big thing for them. It was also the kind of thing Harry was fully prepared to exploit and capitalize on.

It was thus most annoying when the door opened. In any event Harry's eyes snapped up to glare at the doorway. Katie also perked up though minus the belligerence.

Harry had just taken on a couple Slytherins of course fighting on the train probably was just going to over oh so well with the prefects and she doubted the Slytherins would be content to let the issue lie.

Of course he was Harry Potter people would probably, as her father had remarked, seek him out. Wizards tended to flock around the powerful that was just how things were.

The dark wizard leaned back silently cursing, as it stood the latest bug was the chatty ponce from the clothes shop.

"Yes I do believe told you Potter was in this compartment." Draco trailed off noting Harry wasn't alone, and promptly considered this a problem even more so than the others who had tagged along with him. "Bell," He half growled.

As far as things went for Draco the presence of a Grfyindor one of the so called 'light' purebloods didn't bode well.

Katie was a bit more vehement at Lucius's spawn showing to Harry's surprise, which was strange given her initial lack of aggression.

"Enough," Harry hissed irritated at the cliché display of dislike as the two, "I've no patience at all to play referee to another fight." Never mind it had been him who'd been doing the fighting.

Malfoy nodded stupidly in agreement just from the angry hiss in the voice, and of course his father, dear old dad, had strictly forbid Draco from antagonizing the green eye wizard not that Malfoy was likely to keep that in mind for long if push came to shove.

"Harry," She protested, "His dad's a known death eater," Katie announced looking ready to throttle Malfoy.

He turned giving her the 'do you think I'm an idiot' look, "I am quite aware of this and that like others he bribed or via some other method evaded a lengthy prison sentence, your objection is noted now sit down."

Katie glared at the Death Eater Spawn, but took a step back and then sat back down.

Harry surveyed those behind the chatty ponce and grudgingly gestured them in, "Come on and get out of the corridor and shut the door," Wizard politics had to be even more stupid than muggles seriously the light and dark camps weren't quite that different. He wasn't keen on having a gaggle around his compartment in any case either.

"Why did you do that," Katie pressed leaning far to close for Harry's taste.

The wizard frowned, "Consider the situation, as annoying as you may find them," and he did find the intrusion as a bother as well, not that he'd say it, "Simply kicking them away like rubbish on the street in a prudent course in this situation." He whispered in response.

Whispering had done as it had been intended and Malfoy hadn't heard him, but was scowling none the less that he couldn't hear in the first place. Draco had been expressly told to try and get close to Harry that there were so many other purebloods trying to do the same didn't seem good.

After a general introduction of the other purebloods who were accompanying Draco they all dropped into seats of the compartment.

Lucius Malfoy was very much a member of the typical pureblood superiority ideology. The Dark Lord was gone, at least as far as the Inner Circle was concerned, but thast didn't make Harry Potter any less interesting.

Young Draco Malfoy shared his father's belief with regards to blood related ideology, but as far as things went in Draco's mind Potter didn't seem that bad. Then again Malfoy thought, or assumed, that Harry been considering going to Durmstrang, and that wasn't even bothering to bring up the whole wandless magic issue.

Harry Potter surveyed the group of new comers. The purebloods controlled nearly all aspects of the wizarding world, with the main exceptions being certain half blood owned businesses. They had control over businesses, and government… well for the time being.

James Potter had been a pureblood one of the so called light, but Harry was only just now being introduced to magical society, and he took great offense at having been kept from the magical world, but that was an issue that would for the time being have to wait. He could wait to deal with that matter once he had progressed further in his grand plan.

"I take it Redmond Boyle directed you here," Harry remarked, the Slytherin from earlier could be useful not precisely with regards to outside connections but within the school, after all the Boyles weren't one of the 'great families' like the Blacks, Malfoys, or Potters and Longbottoms, who with the exception of the Malfoys were somewhat on the descent or had been. The Carrows and the Bells rated far higher on his interests in any case.

As far as the Malfoys went they were another matter entirely. Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater, breaking the law that wasn't something that bothered him, that was not the problem Harry had with the Malfoys at all. Their known allegiances did not help their case, that much was apparent as soon as he learned of it. Of course they didn't need to know that they were enemies just yet that could wait in the mean time there were other matters.

Lucius Malfoy was a powerful political entity in this society and given his previous allegiance a serious potential threat. Malfoy, Draco that is opened his mouth to speak, as he did the door opened. No doubt about it by now word had spread precisely , which compartment was Harry Potter's.

"You'll find Harry," Oddly Draco's swagger and pomp seemed to fade only when he said the name of , "that some wizards are better than others," He remarked glowering at the latest newcomer.

Katie no doubt seeing where this conversation was going to lead decided to but in, "Do you hear about the break in at Gringotts," She inquired, Malfoy scowled at being interrupted.

Harry nodded, "Yes Gringotts dispatched a letter however to assure that nothing is wrong with the bank," He remarked. As far as things went he didn't see the big deal bank robberies were known to happen from time to time after all. More importantly none of his money or possessions held at the bak had been touched so he didn't particularly care.

In any event Gringotts had for whatever reason seen it prudent to send out letters to its account holders or maybe just the larger ones to assuage any concern over the safety of said account holders' monies.

"Have any of you seen a toad? Neville lost his." Stated the bushy haired girl who had a bossy sort of voices, and rather large front teeth.

Harry frowned but held up a hand to stifle no doubt any number of a pasty faced blonde, "We have not," He stated, "Seen a toad in this compartment," The young wizard decided he was locking the door when this person left, he was really getting sick of this.

The bushy haired girl seemed to have turned her attention to the research journal, which was sitting to the side of Harry. Her look towards his book didn't put the wizard at ease. "oh are you ahead, I did as well, I'm Hermione Granger by the way."
Everything about her from statements to vocal inflections irritated him especially the know it all attitude that seemed to infect her speech. "I am Harry Potter," He responded,

"Are you really?" She seemed to be surprised, "You're in Modern Magical History, and the Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century, and when I went to Diagon Alley you were in all the papers."

Muggles were as a whole something Harry disliked, not the least in part due to the Dursleys, as well as other part was the matter of philosophy and to an extent the destruction of the world's environments and of course their lack of magic.

Muggleborns were a link to this inferior group, but they did posses magic, which also raised another issue. Even so with these potential problems they could be acceptable of and maybe even useful if they were of like mind. Clearly this didn't seem to be the case in this instance.

"So which is that?"She veritably demanded of him, "Did you get it in Diagon Alley?"

He frowned, "Most assuredly not this is mine, the copy that presently exists," The young wizard responded the thin veneer of civility rapidly dissolving, "As to what it is, it's a journal on evocation."

"Oh um in that case may I see it once you're done?" Her voice indicated she really didn't expect him to refuse, but the question alone pissed him off
His fist twitched as a couple of sparks fed by the magic feeding off his anger and annoyance hissed, "Of course not," He snapped and Hermione took a step back, proving she certainly hadn't thought he'd rufuse. "I'm quite assured its beyond your ability to understand Elemental Evocation even something as basic as earth."

"But its knowledge that's something that should be shared," she half stammered.

He sneered and his hand twisted into fist, oh really did he want to lash out "Shut up, you're a naïve idiot, ands worse you're an intellectual," He snapped "who has no comprehension of things beyond theory." Harry snapped standing up sparks popped from his hands, "Knowledge is power, and power must be controlled lest there be anarchy" The idea of sharing on a basic level disgusted him, even though he admitted he needed help, and that itself took a lot of effort, and more than that it was a risk.

Katie and others potentially could help, and would in the course learn certain things, but never everything. "Harry your smoking," The second year witch in question announced worriedly.

The door opened and Harry tossed the bushy haired bossy girl out of the compartment, "That," He muttered was most distasteful." The young wizard frowned, a focused thought killed the sparks cutting off their supply of fuel. "I've little patience left this day," He muttered leaning into the seat. Energy flitted about him as his anger still affected his magic. Harry right now would have preferred to bury himself in his work, or loose himself in the woods or hills as a more base method and simply destroying things, things just kept pushing him today.

Malfoy and the other the pureblood children were in the way of this, but they were more interested in the energy anyway.

In the wizarding world power came in a number of forms, and it was widely accepted that raw magical power was typically was inherited. Strong wizards in other words were necessary for strong wizards and this had been believed long before Darwin and Lamark had spoken up in the muggle world. The purebloods considered it important to keep strong purebloods in the group. Of course this lead to problems obviously.

The Potters Harry's family had been light aligned not that the meant much the majority of the light were almost as against muggleborns as the so called dark. As far as things went one side was just more extreme than the other.

The light purebloods were just that pureblood families like the Potters had been pure for nearly three dozen generations, nearly a thousand years, just be because they were supposedly light didn't mean they thought any better of muggles. Harry hadn't been raised in the wizarding world and his distaste for non magical humans was an informed bias. He knew what they were capable of and that was the major difference between him and traditional purebloods and their bias. It was that capacity which also made him dislike them.

Harry fully intended to destroy muggle society by taking out their most dangerous cards to play. It was a secret Harry didn't intend to share anytime soon.

"Didn't you say power was the key to survival?" Katie asked to which Harry glowered in response turning his head from the crook of his arm.

This was not a conversation he wanted to have right now , "Do you want idiots running around with the capacity to cause earthquakes," He responded acridly, "Power is necessary to survive, but at the same time knowledge must be restricted to those who are dependable."
Malfoy's brow creased, he couldn't comment on that, but admitted it sounded well sound, and decided to butt into the conservation anyway. "What is in the book exactly," He half demanded,

Harry considered tossing the blond out on his ass as well but Katie beat him to responding.

"It Magic Malfoy," She commented condescendingly in the manner that only girls can pull off, "The kind that kills," she stumbled on the word, "Death Eaters,"
Harry nodded idly before settling back in his seat, it was inaccurate to a point, but there wasn't a point in correcting her in this particular instance. She'd drawn Malfoy's attention and correcting here would only embarrass her and embolden the chatty blonde's arrogance. "Tell me Draco," He said enunciating the name, "What is fire?"
"What?" He responded in surprise, "What do you mean fire is well fire."
Harry shook his head, this was already making him feel better, "How foolish," A sphere of flames sparked to life hovering in the air, "You know so little," Malfoy flushed, as the heat and light permeated from the glowing orange orb of flame. Harry snuffed the flame with the barest of thoughts on the matter, after all fire had its byproducts much as he detested muggles they did know such things without using magic, "about the greater world." It was a statement expressly made to deal with certain things. It amounted to a fancy remark to turn away by embarrassing the other party because of their ignorance. Frankly Harry liked making people feel stupid it was just a petty little thing that he took vindicitive pleasure from something he might, might, or might not out gro as he got older.

Fred and George decided to arrive, "Hey Harry might want to watch it rumour on the train is Patrick,"

"You know nasty sliythinering whose,"
"eh wand you relieved him of after he was being"

"a right git and all is on the warpath" The Weasley twins finished in unison.

Harry stared blankly as far as things went them delivering the bad news was not an issue but finishing each others' sentences, now that was down, just down right, disturbing well for Harry in any case. He paused before speaking, "Ah duly noted," He muttered, as far as things went he wasn't sure whether the guy he had tossed into the other compartment opposite to this one was up to, but apparently the 'Slytherin' couldn't take a hint. Harry could even empathize to a degree, and that was a rarity, with regard to the matter.

Malfoy wanted to make a snide remark about the Weasley's and of course their state, but at the same time recognized his own tenuous status in the compartment. It was a subject which could cause a great deal of jealousy in the years to come, but for now Potter had powerful spot, and he would in the future.

Harry was an icon in the wizarding world. At the same time the current influential Death Eaters were vying for power and influence and they weren't the only ones, nor was it just the adults.

The Malfoy name alone would usually have been sufficient to establish Draco as a prominent member of the young pureblood society, but Harry as well as other purebloods who were up and coming were going to change that. Harry had his own goals as did others. Draco didn't' unfortunately. Draco was also used to being on the 'inside'.

Hogwarts was going to be interesting indeed.

Harry did however at this very moment have a slight problem namely he wanted the new comers to leave, which could be a problem.

Admittedly it was long until Draco's narcissism finally the better of him and he set off on the twins… real smart.

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Chapter conclusion

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Helltanz's notes: Again incomplete standby

one of my major plot points for later on I another Harry –type with regards to magic and I've been vaguely hinting at him, and more vague hints will follow though they are more prevalent in this chapter.

As you'll note Harry shows a number of signs of both anti social personality disorder and complex post traumatic stress disorder which will be expanded upon as time goes on.

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