The Daiven Knight

by FlamingThunder

Harry was sent to an orphanage, clueless about magic. But His life changes when he steals a sword, and when he's finally found by Dumbledore. Now, he's the fifth Daiven Knight for the White Cross Organization, Which comes with a whole new set of problems

7. Dreams, With A Side of Murder and Anger

A/N: aaaaand... we're back! Alright, this chapter is, a helluva lot longer then the other ones... I think.

Or it could just have more stuff inside of it.... either way, it SHOULD be longer. I'm starting on this chapter three
days earlier then usual. So let's see how it goes eh?

REVIEW RESPONSES

Oceanlover14: The animgus abilities I'm still on the fence on, as Harry is already strong enough without the forms.
But we'll see.

...and that's all the reviews were.... no, not really.

Just the only one with a question.

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The Daiven Knight

Chapter 7 - Dreams, With A Side of Murder and Charms

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continued on from Harry's speech

"Now," Harry said, pacing the stage, "We're going to have a... demonstration, of the like."

He paused. "What we will do, is have a demonstration duel... any volunteers?" A few students were about to raise
their hands when they realized it was a rhetorical question.

Harry turned around. "AMY! RON! HERMIONE! PICK A CORNER OF THE STAGE!"

Amy jumped, along with half the people in the room.

Harry nodded, and turned back around to the audience. "What we will be doing, is having a fourway free-for-all. Last man
standing wins." Harry cleared his throat.

Dumbledore got up and conjured a chair closer to the stage. "If I may, Harry, I think it would be wise to set up a few rules first."

Harry shrugged. Dumbledore continued, "There will be no Unforgivable curses allowed, and no highly fatal curses. That is all."

Harry smirked. "ASSUME THE POSITION!" The room jumped again. Hermione cleared her throat. "I think someone needs to
count off."

Harry gave a questoning stare. Hermione sighed. Dumbledore cleared his throat, "One, two-" It was for naught, however,
as Harry and Amy immediately shot off their respective spells.

"Umbra Ciniris!" Harry cried out, with a dark burst of pure black fire heading straight towards Amy.

"Iacio!" Was Amy's response. However, considering they had both fired at the same time, the spells canceled each other out.

Dumbledore sat down, smiling. Hermione was immediately protesting, or at least trying to, as Harry had shot a Impedimenta
towards her.

Ron, however, had tooken the initiative and fired an impedimenta towards Amy.

Amy was too preoccupied at muttering an incantation. The spell struck. Amy was immediately knocked back, but not before finishing
her spell, with a sword appearing in her hand. This was quickly hidden however, as Harry had fired off two stupefys.

They quickly blocked, and glancing once at each other, shot off a spell.

"Incendia Ventus Agon!"

"Relevo Offa Agon!"

Now, the thin was about spells, is that some people can use certain spells, others can't. The same can be said for wands, but only they
can channel certain spells relatively better. When we're talking about the elements, wands can handle them, to a certain extent, but add
a word or so that increases the complexity of the spell, then, certain things are bound to happen.

At first, from what Harry saw, he thought that Ron and Hermione were just simply very bad shots. He narrowed his eyes, however, as
the spells collided, and straightened their paths. He also began preparing a shield spell, when he saw the spells combine,
and head for him at a much greater velocity.

He also knew that thunder and fire were one of the most destructive elements, aside from Heaven and Hell.

Narrowing his eyes at the sight of thunder and lightening merging, he saw Ron and Hermione's wands. They had been cracked.

A cracked wand using magic didn't work right, and wand that cracks while magic is still being used, the user no longer can control the magic.

So as such, while the merging elements looked impressive, Harry had to stop it.

"Econtra Iacio!" Harry's spell swallowed the current attacking spell.

A high burst of energy followed, then nothing. Ron and Hermione looked ashen.

"Stupefy, Stupefy," Harry chanted out. They immediately fell.

"EXTRAHO INCENDIA!"

Harry turned around, surprised, as Amy's spell engulfed him. The crowd gasped.

Harry opened his eyes slowly as he felt the heat of the flames. 'What the fuck?' Was the only thought as the flames slowly died down.
Amy gaped.

Harry quickly shook off the surprise and turned it into a smirk. "Must be my amazing skillsssssss," he said, turning the 's' sound into a 'z'.

Brandishing his wand he quickly shot a spell. "Diabolus Coegi!"

Amy narrowed her eyes as the flames burst forth, for a slight moment forming the head of the devil.

"Crux Crucis Saevio!" Light burst forth from her wand, bearing a slight resemblance to a cross. The two spells struck, creating a bright flash of light.
Harry smirked, "You'd use such a powerful spell on me, Amy?" Amy reciprocated his smirk, "You started it."

"Indeed."

Harry brandished his wand again, and unsheathed his sword.

Amy and the audience blinked. Amy shook it off though. "Where the hell do you keep that thing?" She asked the question on everyone's mind,
as she withdrew hers. Harry gave her a pointed look. "Where'd you get yours?"

Amy smirked.

Harry held up his sword, and a very unfamiliar glow entrapped it. Unfamilar to all but Amy anyways.

Amy brandished hers, and hers did the same, albeit exuding a glow of pure darkness.

Harry smirked, "Amy? Using Hell magic?" Amy smirked, "Shut up, hypocrite."

Harry drove his sword forward. "Olympus Aestuo!"

Amy did the same. "Abyssus Aestuo!" It was quite the opposite of what should be happening really, Harry using light magic, Amy using dark,
but, it made an interesting effect.

Harry, not being as good with Light magic as he was with Dark magic, brought down the power of the spell by a bit. Amy did the same, being
the daughter of a knight, she had an aversion to using Dark magic.

However, they had enough control to keep the flames purely entrapped by their swords. The resulting clang of steel hitting steel reverberated
throughout the hall. The resulting explosion knocked Harry and Amy back several feet.

Getting back up, they began to clash with their swords. Hit for hit, Amy was keeping up, but she was beginning to slow down. However,
she got in a desperation move. While holding Harry at bay, she stuck her wand out.

"Olympus Incendia!" Harry was quickly knocked back, losing his wand. The crowd quickly considered Harry the loser.

However...

As Amy dove forward with her wand out stretched, Harry held out his hand. "Lumos Maxima!"

Amy fell forward, having been blinded. Harry dove for his wand. "Stupefy!"

The jet of red light struck Amy in the small of her back. She fell to the ground.

Harry stood up. Looking at the fearful faces of the crowd, he rose his eyebrow. "Any questions?"

Harry waited impatiently for Ron, Hermione, and Amy to be revived. He had decided to hold off all questions until the three of them had
woken up.

Looking around, he saw an Ollivander staring at him. Harry smirked. He noticed Ron, Amy, and Hermione getting up, so he did the same.

"Well, that is an example of what you will be learning on Wednesday, any questions?" Neville Longbottom quickly raised his hand.

"What was with the spells thrown before the count off?" Harry frowned.

"Because it's stupid, and you don't expect a dark wizard to wait fo a count off do you?" Neville was satisfied, but one of the Hufflepuffs weren't.

"But this is school! You should be taking it easy!" A boy called out. Harry frowned again, "Do you expect Voldemort or his death eaters to
take it easy on you? Or how about when a dark wizard is going to kill you?" The mention of Voldemort sent off a wave of chatter.

Harry sent off a wave of sparks with his wand. The Hall became quiet. "I don't care what you say about Voldemort, he may gone, but he's not
dead. Trust me on this one." Harry looked around the hall, making eye contact with Moody. He could sense something off about the man,
he just wasn't sure what...

Shaking his head, he addressed the audience agian. "Return here Wednesday at eight o' clock. Students from other schools may come
if you wish." With that, he walked off the stage, Ron, Hermione, and Amy following suit. He turned back for one announcement.

"You may have noticed Mr. Ollivander here, he has agreed to replace any boken or cracked wands for half the price."

They left and gave the password to the Fat Lady, and quickly headed up into the dorms.

Harry sat on the bed, with Amy sitting next to him. Ron and Hermione sat on the bed opposite.

"So what do you guys think?" Harry said amicably. The other three quickly gave their agreements on the matter.

"Alright guys, I think we should talk about what to teach 'em on Wednesday." Harry said.

They thought in silence for a moment. Ron quickly snapped his fingers. "Hey guys, how we each select three spells, then narrow it down
to one from each of us, and we teach our spells? Then at the end, on Friday, we run a course or a test to see how well they use the four spells?"

They gaped. Harry laughed, "Who are you and what have you done with Ron?"

Ron threw a pillow at him. They quickly thought up of a spell.

Wearily they quickly wrote down their spells on their own respective lists.

Harry looked up, "Well, I'm done, how about you guys?"

They gave their agreements.

"Ron, you go first," Harry said. Ron cleared his throat, "I'm thinking about the basics, Expelliarmus, Avertae Statum, and Stupefy."

Harry nodded. "Hermione?"

Hermione nodded. "I think we should start with Aperio, Perspicuus, and Addo Mihi Ut."

Harry nodded, but before he could say anything, Amy jumped in. "Harry, I was wondering, instead of healing, could I do defense?"
Harry looked surprised, but nodded.

Amy cocked her head for a moment, then looked at her list. "I'm thinking about Protego, Contego, and Pondero."

Harry nodded. Harry smirked, "I guess that leaves offense. I'm going with Vulnero, Trunco, and Offensus Procella."

Hermione looked uncertain. "I don't know Harry, seems a bit too offensive doesn't it?" Harry shrugged, "Better they're too offensive and hurt the Deatheaters then be to weak and get killed by them."

Amy rubbed her forehead, "Alright guys, let's narrow down Ron's. I'm going for Expelliarmus." Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"Do you really think anyone but us and a few other people know how to cast it properly?" "Point taken."

Harry thought for a moment, "I think we should do Stupefy." Ron snorted, "Of course you'd want to do Stupefy, it's an offensive spell."

"Precisely."

Ron shook his head, "I'm going with Averte Statum." Hermione took a moment. "I'm agreeing with Amy on this one, Expelliarmus is the way to go."

Amy clapped her hands, "Alright Hermione, it's your turn. I think we should go with Aperio, it'd be useful for uncovering any traps."

Hermione shook her head, "I like it, but I'd rather go with Perspicuus, it would disable any of the Deatheaters' spells."

Harry raised an eyebrow, being the only one able to. "I'm sorry, but, Addo Mihi is a much better choice, it's like apparation, but without the
consequences."

Ron nodded his head in agreement. "So Addo Mihi it is."

Harry jumped up, smiling with a devious smile, "It's my turn." Hermione interrupted, "Harry, one thing I don't understand, I didn't recognize
some of the spells you and Amy were using so-" Harry waved his hand dismissively. "Some of those spells are spells that just wouldn't be
in any book you could get at a book store, at Hogwarts, they's probably be in the restricted section. The other ones were the ones I created."

Hermione gaped, "How could you just create­-" "It's easy, you just mold the spell." Hermione sputtered, not being able to understand that
Harry didn't understand the normal rules of magic.

Amy shook her head in acceptance. "Anyways," she said, "I'm going for Offensus Procella, it's a bit more complicated, but it sounds better then
'to hurt', or 'to maim'. That, and it'd be interesting to learn that one."

"Of course she'd pick my favorite one."
"Of course I would Harry, daaarling." Amy said, fluttering her eyelashes. Ron and Hermione laughed, while Amy gave Harry a quick kiss to
show she was teasing. Harry cleared his throat, "Anyways, it's Offensus Procella."

Ron sighed, "Fine," Hermione looked as if she were going to protest, but she agreed.

They bid each other goodnight and went to sleep.

They all had good dreams, except for Harry...

Harry, Harry, Harry.....
He opened his eyes, surveying the scene. He could only see black. He looked forward and saw Denovos.
He growled. "What the hell do you want!" Denovos laughed, and was joined by another, menacing form.

A man, with red eyes, and a snake-like face slowly walked into view.
"Voldemort," Harry breathed out. "Yes, Harry, " Voldemort said, chuckling.

"Do you see my new body? It may not exist yet, but trust me, I will return to full power soon."

Harry growled, "What do you want?" Denovos laughed a mocking laugh.

"Why Harry, I would think you would be happy to see me... no, I just wanted to let you see this..."

Voldemort and Denovos split, to reveal a town, in shambles. There were Deatheaters, ransacking the town, screams could be heard.

Harry found himself wanting to save them, yet join in. Torn he viewed a child walking out of the town, with half her face missing.

Blood running cold, he could feel both sides this time, reeling in revulsion. The child was suddenly hit with a spell.
"CRUCIO!" Harry growled as the child screamed in pain.

Voldemort laughed. "How do you like it Harry? Think of it as fourteen years worth of birthday presents."

Harry tried to move, but all he could do was watch helplessly as the town was being destroyed. Suddenly, a very familiar voice appeared.

"Hey! Fuckface!" Voldemort and Denovos whirled around, only to have Voldemort get a knife jammed into his eye socket.

The girl, from what Harry could tell, then turned the onto Denovos, slashing it downwards, it ran all the way from his shoulder to
his waist. The girl looked familiar.. it was...

"Amaris..." Harry breathed out in disbelief. Amaris turned towards him and smiled.

Voldemort and Denovos disappeared. Harry walked towards Amaris, unaware of everything else.
Amaris smiled sadly, "Hey Harry." Harry didn't say anything.

Amaris took Harry's hand and put her knife in it. "You don't have much time, the Deatheaters are attacking a small town to the west
of Hogsmeade. Hurry!" Harry nodded, and seemingly knowing what to do, turned around and began walking towards the light.

"Harry!" He turned around. Amaris was smiling, "Don't lose that knife you bastard, that's my favorite one." Harry smiiled a
teary smile. Amaris appearred in front of him and gave him a hug. "Will I see you again?" Harry asked, sorrow in his eyes.
Amaris smiled again. "Maybe, if you really need me. And listen to the egg underwater, that's how you get the clue. Now GET YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE!" Harry jumped and started walking towards the light.

"Harry, it wasn't your fault, I don't blame you."

As Harry saw the dreamworld fading, his heavy heart slowly became a little bit lighter.

"But I still do..." Was the last thing Harry said, as Amaris waved him goodbye.

Harry woke up with an abrupt gasp.

"What the hell kind of dream was that," he said, gasping. "I must be going even more insane...."
He lay down to get back to sleep, when he felt something in his hand. He examined the object, it was a knife, and on the handle lay the
engraving. 'Amaris'.

Harry pondered the meaning for a second, and then steeled himself.

He got up and got dressed, hurriedly putting his robes on.
"Harry?" Ron's voice said. Harry turned around. "Where you going mate?:

Harry cursed. "Somewhere important." Ron's face hardened, "No, Harry, you're not, not without me, Amy, and Hermione."

Harry cursed, "Dammit Ron!" Ron's face hardened even more.

Harry sighed, not having the energy to deal with him. "Fine, get Amy and Hermione."

Ron hurriedly got dressed and did so.

Harry walked to the common room and sat down.

A few seconds later, Amy and Hermione came down the stairs.

"Harry, what is this about? All Ron said was-" Hermione started, but Harry interrupted.

"Shut up, there's no time. We've got to get to Dumbledore." Harry said, eyes flashing.
Amy stepped back, now knowing what would get him so angry, but she knew that she didn't want to be close to
him when he blew up.

Harry growled, and then they all noticed how prepared Harry seemed to be. Sword on his back, wand out.

He looked like a man, prepared to kill.

He took off towards and out the portrait hole, with his entourage following behind him.

They rounded the corner and were in view of Dumbledore's office when they were stopepd by Peeves.

"Ooooooh, students out of bed-" Peeves started, but Harry had quickly drawn his wand. "Pulsus," he hissed. To the shock of everyone,
Peeves was thrown back through the wall. They continued on and were stopepd again. This time by Filch.

Harry groaned. "Guys, just hold on to my arms." They did so, and they disappeared with a pop

Dumbledore was just getting ready for his nightly lemon pop, and offering the lemon pop to McGonagall and Snape when Harry and his friends
appeared.

The three of them opend their mouths, but it was for nothing, as Amy ran towards Fawkes and handed him a letter. Without being old, Fawkes
disappeared in a flash.

Harry turned around. "There's a town being attacked by deatheaters and Denovos' group to the west of Hogsmeade."

Snape was about to say something, but Dumbledore had already risen and started contacting the Order.

With a burst of fire, the fireplace crackled and out stepped Remus, Tonks, Kingsley, and Arthur Weasley.

Dumbledore paused. "Where is everyone?" Arthur cleared his throat. "They close down their fireplaces at night, but what's this about Albus?"

Harry intervened, "There's a town west of Hogsmeade that's been attacked. I'll take you there, so, hold on, and QUIT DAWDDLING!"

It may have been the shock of Harry yelling at them, but they quickly did what they were told. Only then did Arthur realize Ron was there.

"Ron-" Too late.

With a loud bang, they disappeared.

They reappeared upon a horrific scene. Harry growled menacingly. The town was the same as in Harry's dreams, except there were more of them, and more people.

Arthur grabbed Ron's arm, "Ron, what are you doing here?" Ron stood tall, "I'm going to help dad, you can't stop me, and Harry's not gonna
take me back." "He's right, I won't." Arthur looked between the two of them. He sighed and nodded.

Harry gave a feral grin, his teeth seemingly sharper then before, with eyes flashing and finally going a jaded green, with yellow and dark blue here and there, he lead the way. The demons and death eaters didn't even notice.

Dumbledore gaped at the scene, while Kingsley's eyes hardened. Amy , Ron, and Hermione paled but steeled themselves, remembering the look on Harry's face. Harry turned around. "Are you three ready?" They nodded.

Harry's eyes flashed, and an aura of yellow, black, and green light began to circle around him.

"Then let's start the ass kicking."

With this Harry turned around, brandishing his wand. He walked up to the nearing deatheater. "Hey," he said.

The deatheater turned around. surprised. "HEY GUYS! IT'S POTTER! AND HE BROUGHT COMPANY!"

This brought the attention of the deatheaters. The demons couldn't care less either way.
The same deatheater brandished his wand. "Imperio" he said, lazily.

Harry shook it off. Grinning, he took note of the fact that they hadn't noticed the magic coming off of him.

The group behind him merely watch with dawning horror the scene they new was going to unfold.
The deatheater growled. "CRUCIO!" Harry didn't even flinch.

Harry grinned and brought out his wand. "Offensus Procella!" The deatheater barely understood what happened, but one instant he was standing, the next he was on the ground, being electrocuted with a force meant for more then one person. Grinning at the man's screams, Harry released the spell.

The deatheaters drew their wands. "Give it up Potter," one of them called out. "It's ten of you and dozens of us, give in and we may let you live.
You think you can take us down?"

Harry grinned. "Oh no, you lowly little bitch, I'm not giving up, but I don't think I'm gonna take you down."

The deatheaters laughed, "Then what are you gonna do? Kill us? Dumbeldore's Golden Boy, Killing?"

This set off a wave of laughter, which was silent the instant Harry dove forward and jammed his wand up against the deatheaters neck.

Harry breathed into his ear, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"No, I'm not gonna kill you, it's not gonna be a killing."
Harry's eyes glowed, and his aura grew even greater, the Hell and Heaven elements combining, until all there was left, was a green aura, with streaks of black and white here and there.

The deatheater gave a groan of pain, as everyone realized he was starting to burn. He started to whimper.

Harry gave a feral smirk. "Oh no, it's not gonna be a killing,"

"Discerpo!"

The deatheaters body remained standing, even though the head was quite clearly rolling towards the deatheaters.

"Pulsus." The dead deatheaters body was pushed to aside.

Harry drew his sword, finally letting his anger get the best of him.

He grinned a positively demonic grin, and there was no mistaking the sharp edge to his teeth.

With a burst of light, he disappeared. In his place, stood what could have been mistaken for an angel, or a demon, depending on the light.

Amy gasped as the blasphemy of it.

Harry had turned into a demonic angel.

Harry laughed. "It's not gonna be a killing, oh no...."

He looked up at the deatheaters, all pretense gone.

"It's gonna be a massacre."

With this statement Amy was shook out of her reverie.

Raising her wand, she fired the first spell. "Olympus Incendia!" The wave of heavenly fire engulfed many of the deatheaters, although it was barely a dent.

"Stupefy!" "Stupefy!" Ron and Hermione joined the fray.

The Order stood slackjawed for a moment, but they soon came to their senses and entered the battle.

The demons were slightly bigger then the ones they had faced with Denovos, but Dumbledore had made it a point to learn and
teach the Order Light spells.

The demons also decided to start fighting.

Harry stood there, eyes flashing, as he held out his sword and his wand.

"Crux Crucis Relinquo!" A burst of magic followed, along with one of the demons bursting into fire upon being hit.
Amy turned her wand towards Harry. "Olympus Aestuo!" Harry ducked, and the demon creeping up on him
was blown back.

Harry smirked. Amy smiled and summoned her sword.

She turned around and begin fighting her group of deatheaters and demons. Ron and Hermione were doing fine, managing to hold up
their own.

Harry turned around a snarled, one of the deatheaters was trying to activate a Portkey. Harry couldn't have that, brandishing his wand,
he snarled out Vulnero.

Little by little, the deatheaters, along with the demons were falling back, either wounded, or killed by the hands of Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Amy, with Harry and Amy having done most of the killing.

Harry drew his wand in a very familiar fashion. "Ego voco vos Extraho!"

A familiar light burst out fom Harry's wand, as Animous appeared.

"Animous, take them down," "My pleasure.."

The deatheaters, upon seeing the wyvern, let out cries of fear and started apparating, but not before Animous had
managed to severly burn a couple.

The demons drew back and disappeared in a flash of fire as the wyvern turned towards them.

Harry fell to his knees as the extent of his transformation, which made him use his chaos magik, along with the magic he used, finally
began taking his toll.

He groaned as he tried shakily to stand up, blood dripping down from his clothes. Amy ran to forward to support him, looking rather
bloodied herself.

They turned aound and Harry took note of the scene.

There had been some damage here and there, but not as much as what could have been. Everyone seemed alright, albeit
a few spell burns or cuts here and there.

"Dumbledore, any casualties?" Harry asked, breathing hard. The Order was shocked at Harry giving Dumbledore a command, but he took it in stride. "No, Harry, aside from the ones before we arrived." Dumbledore answered, all traces of a benign old man gone.

Harry nodded in satisfaction. "Alright... let's get out of here then." Dumbledore picked up made a Portkey, and they all grabbed hold.

They left, not minding the small beetle on the floor.

*Break*

Harry woke to Amy on top of him. Blinking blearily, he recalled the events of last night.

Amy woke up. "How are you feeling?" She asked, concern on her face. Harry yawned, "I feel alright, a little tired. How about you?"
Amy knew what he was talking about and shrugged. "I feel okay about it, Dad always told me not to go easy on anyone who wanted to
hurt me, and if i had to kill them, so be it."

Harry sighed. "Let's go down and face the music." Amy nodded and went back to her dorm.

Harry lay there for a second, then cast freshening charm on himself. Didn't replace a shower, but it was sufficient enough for now.

Hary waited for Amy, then they walked towards the Great Hall.

Ron and Hermione shoved something out of the way as soon as they sat down. Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Let me see," he demanded. He flipped open the newpaper.

Amy jabbed roughly at it. "Harry! Look at this! Some one found out!"

Harry gazed over the article in question.

Harry Potter: Saviour, or Destroyer?

As many of you know, there have been a multitude of attacks on towns recently, and I have just been able to
catch a seen of the dark wizards committing it all.

I, Rita Skeeter, have also managed to capture Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Amy Darnell,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, and five others coming to the rescue of the town.

The people of the town were immenseley grateful, yet scared.

"He summoned some sort of bloody dragon, the kid did, " says Dedales Diggle, "Right after he turned into some
sort of angel."

However, York Majora disagrees. "The boy was a demon, his eyes scared me. He seemed so out of control that I would
have gladly welcomed those dark wizards and monsters back!"

We must question the ethics of what happened last night, and the apparent, illegal animagus transformation.

We must also question why Dumbledore allowed Messers. Potter and Weasley to come along, as well as Misses. Granger and Darnell.

Do we really want our kids going to a school that would willingly put the students in danger?

There is also light of some sort of Dueling Club going on, lead by none other then Harry Potter.

We must question his motives, remember, he was gone for fourteen years, what has Mr. Potter been up to since then?

-Rita Skeeter

Harry gaped at the article. He quickly glanced at Dumbledore, along with the reporters that had appeared during his reading of the
article.

Harry growled. He noticed with slight satisfaction the student body shooting him fearful stares.

"How'd she find out?" Harry asked, anger evident in his voice.

"We don't know, someone must have told he," Hermione said. Amy groaned , while Ron stuffed his face.

"Who is this Skeeter woman anyways?" Harry asked, jabbing at his eggs with his fork moodily.

Amy stared at him, surprised. "You don't remember?" she asked. Harry shook his head.

Ron looked up from his food, "It was that woman who asked you for an interview during the weighing of the wands."

"Oh yeah," Harry said, recalling the event. "You mean the pedophile?"

Ron choked on his food. Amy sighed.

"Yes, Harry, the pedophile."

Harry smirked.

Harry stretched. "What do we have today?" Hermione instantly recited from memory.

"We have Double Charms with the Ravenclaws, then Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins." Harry sighed.
"I don't like that man," he said, staring at Moody, who was drinking from a hip-flask.

Ron turned around, having finally finished his food. "Who? Moody? He's strange but I don't think anything's wrong with him."

Harry shook his head. "I don't know, something just seems off about him," Amy rolled her eyes. "You think something's off with
everyone Harry."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, but with Moody, it's a bad off, I think-"

The bell rang. The four of them headed to Charms.

Flitwick came into the classroom and stood behind his desk.

"Today class," he squeaked, "we will discuss combining spells, with two different wizards."

"Who here knows what that means?" Hermione was the first, and only one, to raise her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Granger?" Hermione recited the answer from her vast knowledge of books.

"Combining seperate spells is essentially taking to spells cast from two wizards and making the spells combine and forming
one spell that, theoretically, could be given an incantation to use on its own." The Ravenclaws in the room sat, flabbergasted.

"Yes Miss Granger, ten points to Gryffindor! Now, does anyone know the requirements for two spells to combine?"

This time Harry raised his hand, along with a boy named Terry Boot. "Yes, Mr. Potter?"

Harry looked up lazily, "The two spells usually must be compatible, as in, you can't mix a lethal spell with a healing spell, or an elemental
spell with another elemental spell that doesn't mix well. However, it is possible to do these things, and the resulting spells' direction is
determined by the original two spells' angle of fire."

Flitwick beamed, "You are correct Mr. Potter! Fifteen points to Gryffindor! Now who can tell me what Mr. Potter failed to mention?"

Terry once again raised his hand. "Yes, Mr. Boot?"

"Harry forgot to mention, sir," Terry began, sneering, "that the two wizards have to not overpower each other, and if they can't control the
resulting spell, then things such as wands breaking could occur."

"That is correct Mr. Boot, ten points to Ravenclaw." Terry shot a look of satisfaction towards Harry.

Harry gave him the finger. "What's wrong with him?" Harry whispered quietly to Amy.

"He asked me to the Ball right after you did," she whispered back.

"Mr. Potter! Miss Darnell! Would you care to explain to the class why you are not paying attention?" Flitwick interrupted.

Harry gained a look of innocence, "Oh no professor, we just wanted to know if a wizard cast the resulting spell as one incantation,
would it be stronger?" Flitwick accepted this.

"Mr. Potter is right, although, it depends entirely on the wizard casting it. It could be stronger, it could be weaker. Now, spells
do not just combine, you have to add an incantation to them, I believe Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger demonstrated this during the Dueling Club?"

Ron nodded, "Um, we used Agon," Flitwick nodded. "The problem with combining spells, however, is that once you add the incantation,
there is no guarantee that the speel will collide with the intended spell. An opponent coul intercept it with a spell of his own, and send the spell
hurtling towards you."

Flitwick nodded to himself. "Alright class, I want you to pair up, and think of as many spells possible you can combine, write them down
on a spare bit of parchment, and the last hour of class will be spent showing the spells to your classmates. The maximum you may have is ten,
and you must have a minimum of three. Now, this is quite hard, so twenty-five points to each successful spell, there are no penalties."

Harry turned around, "Hi Amy!" he said in an overtly cheery voice.

Amy giggled.

Harry leaned back in his seat. "What about Reducto with some sort of targeting spell?"
Amy considered it. "Sure, think Peto would work?" Harry shrugged. "It's a seeking spell isn't it?"
Amy nodded uncertainly. "It just tracks down your target, and the next few spells you cast will somewhat aim for the target."

Harry nodded. "I think that'd work."

Harry proceeded to write it down. Amy thought for a moment. "Harry, you know how Iacio diffuses any spell it
comes into contact with?" Harry nodded.

"What if we used Absens to turn Iacio into a sort of... diffusion bomb?"

Harry pondered over this slowly, "You mean like... I don't know, I'm getting a visual of it just going through the spell and
hitting the other guy." Amy sighed, "No, well, yeah, kinda, but I mean like, it punches a hole through the spell, and
carries the properties of the diffused spell with it."

"Ah, so kinda like a copycat?" "Sure, Harry."

Harry looked up, "Let's do Impedimenta with Mens Sinus." Noting Amy's confused look, he explained.

"Mens Sinus is the mind bending spell right? Impedimenta slows down objects, so if we combine the two, it should slow down reality
for the opponent only, so he sees things slower, but really, he's slow."

Amy blinked. "That's... pretty good."

Harry smirked, "Of course, I thought of it, so put it on the list... .please?"
Harry amended after Amy blew him a raspberry."

Harry grinned, "Hey Amy, let's combine Light and Dark magic for these two."

Amy gaped. "What the fu-er.... hell?!" She amended, "Opposite spells don't work well, especially opposite
elements!"

Harry shrugged. "It's not that they don't work well, it's just that people can't mold the magic to make them work."

Amy threw her hands in the air. "Fine, but if my wand gets destroyed, you're buying me a new one."

Harry grinned, "Olympus Incendia with....?" Amy sighed and thought for a moment.

"Offendus Procello, Shockwave spell." Harry smiled.

"Okay, I'll put that down, but Light and Dark specifically?"

Amy rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Abyssus Incendia and Olympus Incendia."
Harry thought for a moment. "Fine, it'll be a bitch to control and maintain, but it'll look cool."

"Yeah it will, but we'll get blown up."

"Shut up."

Harry thought for a moment. "Abyssus Offendo, and Iratus Censura."

Amy bowed her head down. "I am so gonna regret this," she moaned, as Flitwick had called for them to get ready, because time was up.

And Durmstrang, along with Beaubaxton, had apparently came along to watch.

Flitwick read off from his list of students.

"Will Messers. Corner and his partner come down?" Corner and Boot walked dow the steps, with Boot roughly shoving Harry as he passed.

Harry growled, but Amy put her hand on Harry's shoulder.

Flitwick cleared his throat, "Mr. Corner? If you two would begin." Michael stood in the middle of the room. "Um," he said nervously, "me and
Terry only came up with three, um, the first one is Reducto with Peto."

Harry growled at the audacity. while Amy flushed red with anger.

Flitwick cleared his throat, "You two will try to attack the target, and considering the nature of the resulting spell, it will be moving."

Terry flashed a malicious smirk towards Harry.

They stood apart.

"Reducto Agons!"

"Peto Agons!"

The two spells collided, and straightened out as the resulting spell shot towards the target. The spell missed, however, it curved slowly back
to the target, and finally collided, although it had lost much of its power, and as such, only singed the target.

Flitwick frowned, "Boys, I believe that would have been a failure."

Terry and Michael continued on with their next spell, which succeeded, due to it not being copied from Harry and Amy.

However, the next two spells shocked Harry, Ron, Amy, and Hermione.

Michael had began talking, but Terry interrupted. "The next two spells are Abyssus Incendia and Olympus Incendia."

Flitwick frowned, but due to his belief that they would fail, let them continue.

They stood, uncertainly, with Harry ready to jump in at a moments notice.

"Abyssus Incendia Agons!"

"Olympus Incendia Agons!"

The two spells looked like they had worked, but Harry instantly saw something wrong.

As soon as the two spells collided, Terry and Michael's wands exploded, though leaving the handle intact, therefore saving the two's hands.

However, the writhing ball of fire was quickly growing bigger. So Harry did the best thing he could.

He got right up next to it, drawing his wand.

"OSTENDO SEPULCHRUM!"

For a moment, Harry stood there, wand jammed into the ball of fire, the next moment, air seemed to collapse into the ball, and soon,
it disappeared into nothingness.

The other students sat there, while Flitwick stood shaking with anger.

"A hundred points from Ravenclaw, Mr. Boot!" He nearly shouted.

Terry opened his mouth to retort, but the look on Flitwick's face scared him off.

Flitwick calmed himself down. "Mr. Potter, fifty points from Gryffindor for your foolishness, and a hundred points to Gryffindor for saving us all
from what would have most certainly been a painful death."

Harry smirked in satisfaction.

Amy sighed, "Even when you're being a complete idiot, you still manage to get congratulated for it."

Harry rose an eyebrow, "That's just part of my charm." Amy sighed.

Flitwick began clearing his desk. "Class, you're dismissed."

Harry smirked as he climbed down the ladders. They had a full forty-five minutes to do whatever they want.

Harry walked with his friends down the steps and turned to walk towards the Gryffindor common room.
Ron turned around.

"Hey Harry, where are you off too?" Ron shouted.

Harry turned around, walking backwards.

"What's it look like? I'm going to jack off into an egg underwater!" Harry shouted back.

Amy smiled. "He's going to get started on his clue."

Ron rose his eyebrows. "How the hell do you understand him?"

Amy shrugged.

END

POLL AND SPELL TRANSLATION AT THE END OF A/N

So, what do you think?

A new personal record on length, also going into a bit more detail then usual.

Expect more chapters like this.
Also expect a rewrite of Chapter one.... if I can come up with ways to change it.

Also, just to head off any 'Harry is too powerful,' or 'Why is Amy so powerful,' flames, relax.
Harry is the "Chosen One" and most of his power comes from the sword, and his Light, Dark, and Chaos magic.

The spells themselves Harry can use, but not all of them, since they require him to be in various forms.
So don't worry, Harry's not 'all-powerful,' it's just him not being able to reign in his emotions.

As for Amy, she is the daughter of a Knight, so she would have been expected to know some of the spells
Harry use, and she would be expected to be able to defend herself, kill if need be.

So don't worry, she is not a Mary-Sue.
She has her own flaws, when they will become as apparent as Harry's already are will be decided
once I've developed her into the storyline a bit more.

Now... a poll

Since I have differing storylines on whether or not Harry becomes an animagus, I need you to tell me...
Even though not a lot of people read this story...

*sigh*

Alright, the poll is whether or not you want Harry to become an animagus.
So... vote, because after the next two or three chapters, I will go with whatever has the most votes.

And if no one votes.... then I'll just decide on my own.
I'm adverse to the idea of Harry being an animagus when he already has so much power.

Alright,, the spells list for all spells used thus far, except the obvious ones, like Protego or Stupefy

Incendia Ventus - Firewind spell. Essentially a spell that is a burst of fire, with sharpened winds.

Relevo Offa - Lightening Shot spell. Essentially magic that acts as a pure bolt of lightening.

Umbra Ciniris - Shadow's Ember curse. Basically a smaller version of Abyssus Incendia, and less lethal. Uses shadows for fire, instead of actual Hell fire.

Iacio - Diffusion spell. Acts as a shield by penetrating oncoming magic and dissolving them from the inside.

Econtra Iacio - Reverse Diffusion spell. Acts the same as Iacio, but instead, it overloads the core of the oncoming spell. Useful fore spells to powerful for Iacio.

Extraho Incendia - Dragon's Fire spell. Imitates the flames of fire from a dragon.

Diabolus Coegi­ - Devil Drive curse. Essentially imitating the drive of the devil to bring harm to others.

Crux Crucis Saevio - Cross' Rage curse. Attacks the enemy with the pain of being crucified and burned.

Olympus Aestuo - Heaven's Blaze spell. Like Olympus Incendia, but can be made into a contact spell, and much more concentrated and lethal.

Abyssus Aestuo - Hell's Blaze spell. Identical to Olympus Aestuo, but using the fires of Hell.

Olympus Incendia - Heaven's Fire spell. Weaker version of Aestuo.

Abyssus Incendia - Hell's Fire spell. Weaker version of Aestuo.

Avertae Statum - Knocks the opponent back, while shocking them minimally.

Aperio - Reveals anything hidden under a charm, with notable exceptions.

Perspicuus - Makes everything except living objects transparent.

Addo Mihi - Transports wizard to place of desire. Like apparation, but without the consequences.

Contego - Like Protego, but more durable, and able to move while using the spell.

Pondero - Like Protego, only it reflects spells, has more surface area, and is much more durable then Contego or Protego. Movement is limited.

Vulnero - Creates a wound on the enemy.

Trunco - Maims the enemy, there by hindering any defense or offense.

Offendus Procella - A shockwave designed for taking out multiple enemies.

Pulsus - To push out of the way

Discerpo - Mangles or severs target

Crux Crucix Relinquo - Cross of The Forsaken curse. Brings the fury of the Heavens down upon the target, while crucified.

Ego Vocos Vos Extraho - The summoning spell used to summon Animous

Agon - Combine

Peto - Seek out

Absens - Acts as a missile, which shoots forward at high velocity. If powerful enough, can pierce wards.

Mens Sinus - Mind Bend Jinx. Bends reality for the mind of the target

Abyssus Offendo - Hell Strike Spell. Reincarnates the spirit of the devil for a very brief moment to give the spell power.

Iratus Censura - Wrathful Judgement Spell. Brings down the divine wrath of the heavens onto the target.

Ostendo Sepulchrum - Reverse Gravity Spell. Spell that, when the wand makes contact with the target, reverses gravity onto the
target, collapsing it.

Abyssus Genus Patentia -Hell Spawn's Suffering Curse. Essentially, giving the target a a jolt of suffering in hell. Curse doesn't last long in reality, but the target's mind makes it last longer then it is.