To all my beloved readers, your reviews were all very appreciated, it has been a frequent comment that Eleanor should be paired up with Harry but sorry, I have something different in mind. Something that would greatly impact Harry's view of the world, stay tuned to find out! Also, many people have noted that Harry is not an average wizard, well he isn't. However, power itself is an advantage and disadvantage. Sorry for not updating my stories, Skyrim is taking more time than I originally thought it would.

Chapter 5: Kaiser's Power

The morning sun was just rising from the horizon, signaling the dawn of a new day. Most people were still in their beds and underneath their blankets, however two people with muggle tracksuits could be spotted trotting along the edges of the Black Lake. Ever since their arrival at Hogwarts, it became a tradition for the Potter brothers to wake up before the first rays of sunlight for their morning activities. Which included three laps around the lake, two hundred-push ups and sit-ups and an hour of jump rope.

"Thanks." Ryan breathed out as his older brother tossed him a bottle of water before opening it and taking a long drink from it, while the elder Potter merely gazed longingly at the rising sun.

"How are you not tired at all? I'm dying here." Ryan exclaimed while stretching his sore calves.

"Doing it everyday for seven years and you'll feel indifferent to it." Harry shrugged back, leaning his back against a boulder, sweat matting his hair. Then the two walked back up the stone stairs leading to the castle.

"Merlin, why can't we wear muggle sneakers in class? Hell, all the time." Ryan complained crossly. Harry chuckled at this and shook his head, it was times like these that took his mind off of his strenous life. Harry and Ryan split off towards their respective common rooms, after a quick but comforting shower, the Kaiser of Hogwarts donned on his school robes and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. He respectfully greeted his housemates and some of the Beauxbatons witches, while a silver haired goddess watched on.

"He's so good looking, and he has such a strong grip." Claire Fontaine squealed to her best friend after shaking hands with the tall messy black haired young man.

"You have said that so many times already Claire, aren't you tired of it?" Fleur replied while rolling her eyes but her cheeks flushed a bit when she remembered the memory from the night before with fondness. The surprise look on Harry's face was definitely cute after she had pecked his cheek, considering he was constantly scowling or glaring. She could only look onto the man that interested her greatly as he sat next to a gorgeous shoulder length blonde hair girl.

"Is that Rose's letter?" Eleanor asked fondly, Rose Potter had always looked up to her as a big sister. She smiled when she remembered a distant memory,

A fourteen year old Eleanor Zabini was playing dolls her eleven year old sister and a six year old Rose Potter. Since their parents were close friends with each other, it was common that the Zabini children and Potter children played with each other and had sleep overs, well mainly the girls. She had outgrown dolls years ago but her sister and Rose dragged her into it.

"What's snogging?" Rose asked innocently right out of the blue. Causing Eleanor and Blaise to freeze.

"Where did you hear that word?" Blaise asked, gulping.

"I heard it when you two came to bed last night." The little redhead chirped.

"You were supposed to be asleep!" Blaise exclaimed and groaned when the youngest Potter just smiled widely. She helplessly looked at her older sister, who just looked amused.

"Well, snogging is an expression used when two people like each other very much-" Eleanor didn't even finish her sentence.

"Like you and Harry!" Rose chirped excitedly causing to Eleanor blushed heavily.

"I KNEW IT, YOU DO LIKE HIM!" Blaise squealed with delight.

"I hope they get married…" Rose said dreamily, ignoring the fact that Eleanor now resembled an overgrown tomato.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Huh? Nothing! That croissant looks ravishing." Eleanor gushed and grabbing a croissant, began devouring it. Harry just stared at his best friend and smiled before eating his jam spread toast.

As he was savoring it, he broke the seal of the envelope and fished out the parchment within, Harry's eyes couldn't help but soften as he saw his baby sister's handwriting. They have always been close, perhaps it was because he was the eldest out of his two other siblings. Harry and Ryan were close too but Rose, apart from Eleanor and his parents was the only person that could break through his cold exterior. That and they both inherited the irritable trait of stubbornness.

Hi big brother, how is everything at Hogwarts? Several months left until I can finally come here…I can't wait! But…you're not going to be here anymore….Anyways! I heard from mum and dad that you're the Champion of Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament. It must be dangerous, mum started to cry after dad told her. YES, I know eavesdropping is not a polite thing to do but hey, you know I won't be satisfied without all the facts. Enough about me, you should really ask Ellie on a date…you're not getting away that easily. I'm going to keep posting this request until you've finally done it.

With much love,

Rose

Harry smiled when he finished reading the letter and tucked it inside his robe pocket, close to his heart. As breakfast ended, it was classes and work, which bored the Champion of Hogwarts to no end. He had already learned this stuff years ago, as he transformed his rabbit into a gold cup. McGonagall just awarded him ten points which he politely acknowledged before staring out of the window again.

Then near lunch time, he noticed that certain students were wearing badges that said 'Support Harry Potter, Hogwarts Champion' on them. He frowned inwardly and asked the smart aleck of his year, Michelle Jones, a fellow, popular seventh year Ravenclaw that seemed to know everything that was going in each house. In other words, a big gossiper.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise, the Kaiser himself talking to little old me?" Michelle exclaimed sarcastically, she had asked Harry out in their fifth year but was turned down.

Narrowing his eyes before he spoke, Harry said "Hmmph…anyways, not that it matters one way or another but what is with those badges?"

"It was the first years' idea…they all apparently look up to you." Michelle replied with a roll of her eyes and walked off. After a excruciatingly boring class of History of Magic, Harry found himself in the Library again in his free period.

"This task could be anything." He thought with rare frustration, reading his copy of Advanced Charms and Incantations.

"The reversing shield spell, able to reflect most curses save the Unforgivables back to its respective owner. Equally effective in multiple combat…this might be useful." With that, the seventh year Ravenclaw read more in depth about the new spell that intrigued him greatly. The bell rung, signaling the end of class and the start of lunch and Harry found himself outside in his favorite spot on the clearing near the edge of the black lake with Eleanor.

"A date Mr. Potter? Are you feeling well?" Eleanor asked with fake concern, while tapping her thigh with her Cherry wood wand. In response, Harry only raised an eyebrow.

"Careful Ellie…I might just take you up on that offer." He said with a smirk and it was returned as both of them got into dueling positions with their wands pointed towards each other.

Then without warning, Eleanor cried "Expelliarmus!"

With relative ease, Harry slashed his wand down and the disarming spell was deflected as soon as it was about to hit him. He had learned from a younger age that deflection was way more faster than conjuring a shield charm. He did not attempt to hit back as he danced and evaded Eleanor's spells, he wasn't going at her at his full strength but he didn't dare underestimate Eleanor either, based from his experience Eleanor was no easy opponent; she was the one of the few people that lasted more than ten minutes against him.

"Come on, you're holding back….Descendo!" Harry gritted his teeth as the ground beneath him began to cave in, with a quick side roll, the Kaiser evaded the spell.

"Mobilicorpus!" He cried and Eleanor felt herself being lifted from the ground before being hurled a couple feet back. Quickly casting a cushioning charm, Eleanor was cushioned from the impact and landed on one knee.

"Protego!" She thought as her shield charm was erected before an arc of lightning smashed hard against it. She saw Harry's expression and knew that he wasn't playing around anymore.

"Stupefy!" She cried as a jet of red light shot out of the tip of her wand.

"Fulmine!" Harry thought as another bolt of blue lightning leapt out of his Unicorn haired wand. The jet of red light met the bolt of lightning, both Harry and Eleanor gritted as their wands rattled in their grip.

Suddenly, an explosion was then ensured, the smoke blinding both combatants. Harry had his wand readied, closing his eyes and listening. Moody had told him once that your eyes could deceive you.

Meanwhile, Eleanor was thinking something similar to her friend and with a wave of her wand thought "Deprimo!" A large gust of wind blew the remnants of the smoke away and she smiled victoriously as she saw Harry and quickly cried, "Stupefy!"

The red jet of light shot out of her wand tip and flew towards the messy black haired boy who opened his eyes at the last second and leapt out of the way.

"Impedimenta." Harry thought but Eleanor merely blocked it with another shield charm.

"Inpedimenta...Incarcerous...Locomotor Mortis...Stupefy." Harry gritted his teeth as Eleanor performed her sedation combo, he had no choice but to evade them because he didn't wish to hurt her by using the more lethal spells in his arsenal.

"Stupefy." Eleanor incanted and sent a fast stunner towards Harry. Eleanor was sure that she had beaten him this time when she saw a transparent, silvery shield erected before Harry, she could only watch as her stunner was absorbed the shield and was speechless as she saw it being directed back towards her twice the speed she had sent it in the first place and then all she saw was darkness.

Harry quickly tucked his wand back to its holster as he ran towards Eleanor who was unconscious, not caring about the numerous spectators that had gathered during their practice duel. Harry lifted Eleanor slightly with one arm around her shoulder as he pointed his wand towards her chest and muttered, "Ennervate"

He smiled when he saw Eleanor's cerulean blue eyes open.

Their eyes met and Eleanor returned his smile, "What was that shield? I honestly didn't expect you to have something like that up your sleeve…" She said softly.

"It's a reversing shield charm. And yes, I learned that recently. I'm surprised myself that it actually worked, I would look quite the fool if I got knocked out by a single stunner hmm?" Harry said while smiling sarcastically.

"You were going easy on me." She stated, none too happy.

"I don't want to hurt you, I like you too much to do that." Harry responded and smiled wickedly as he saw Eleanor's cheeks reddening.

"Well, we certainly can't have people knowing that our Kaiser is beatable now can we?" Eleanor retorted, sighing with content as she felt Harry cupped her cheek. Harry smirked as she pulled her onto her feet.

"Course not." Harry whispered near Eleanor's ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Eleanor could only look down and blush as Harry pulled her through the many cat callings and wolf whistling from the enormous crowd.

"Where do you want to go?" Harry asked as they were once outside the earshot of most people.

"Anywhere is fine…" Eleanor mumbled shyly, after noticing that Harry still held her hand tightly. Together the pair made their way to the Astronomy Tower. On their way they encountered the Astronomy Professor, Aurora Sinistra, who was the second youngest Professor in the castle after the newly married Professor Black.

She gave the pair a knowing smile and made Eleanor blush even deeper as she sighed something along the lines of "Ahhh, young love…"

Luckily for the blonde haired girl, the object of her affection didn't bother to turn around to look at her or she'll never be able to stop him from smiling that smile that was filled with utmost amusement. She was a tad bit disappointed when Harry released his grip from hers as they made it to the top of the tower. Even though she knew that they were in a, to put it simple, a rather complicated relationship, Eleanor hoped that one day they would really be together. Her parents very understanding, to her amusement and embarrassment, Adrian Zabini was a bit let down that he couldn't play the protective father role against Harry.

"Hmm…that'll certainly be interesting to see." Eleanor thought as she stared at Harry who was resting his arms on the stone railing. He seemed to be deep into his thoughts as the wind gently blew against his hair. Gently she wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and rested her head onto his back.

"You'll get through this, I know you will." Eleanor whispered in a comforting tone. However, Harry remained stoic when he remembered one particular lesson he had with the real Mad-Eye Moody.

"Sorry laddie, but in a war, you kill or get killed…take your pick." Moody growled as a tired Harry got up to his feet after his mentor destroyed his shield with a hurling hex. The two were in Potter Manor's long spacious training room.

"Kill or be killed…" Harry wasn't a violent person and his aim was to always incapacitate but not harm. However, his anger and frustration were pouring into his very being at the moment.

"Do it! Destroy him! You're better than him! You're the most powerful wizard on the planet! Everything that stands in your way must be crushed!" A voice whispered at the back of his head and suddenly, he smirked as he saw red.

Moody was surprised at what happened next, a bright silver aura flashed around the boy whose eyes were hidden away by his black bangs, suddenly Harry spun his wand in an arc, too fast to be seen and cried, "DEFODIO!"

Moody barely had the time to put up a shield that parried the gouging spell aimed for his stomach.

"Legilimens, Confringo, Depulso, Impedimenta, Incendio." Harry had a sadistic grin on his face as he saw the ex-Auror on the defense, attempting to fend off his chain of spells.

"Confringo." The blasting curse narrowly missed Moody, which was a huge surprise since he had lost a leg.

"Locomotor Mortis…Descendo" He thought and smiled though his leg locking charm was parried, the descending charm had worked. However, the ex-Auror wasn't finished yet as he fired an Expelliarmus against him which Harry deflected with ease.

"Damn it, why won't he drop dead already!" Harry's mind screamed in his angered state. "Gladius Incendio Evocatio!"

Three swords of fire shot out of his wand and lunged speedily towards Moody who could only try to repel them. Seeing that the ex-Auror was distracted, waving his wand in an arc Harry cried,

"Incendio Laqueus!" A fire lasso shot out of the Unicorn wand and clamped itself around Moody's waist making him grunt in pain.

"Finish him…" The voice at the back of his head commanded. "Fulmine." Harry cried as he swung the unicorn wand once again in an arc and a bolt of blue lightning sprang out from the tip of his wand towards his bound mentor.

"ENOUGH!" A voice cried out and a silver shield was formed around Moody, shielding him from Harry's lightning bolt hex and deflecting it towards the roof, causing a massive explosion. Harry turned towards the owner of the voice, a glare accompanied by a low pitched growl escaped his throat.

Albus Dumbledore quickly freed Moody from Harry's fire lasso with a wave of his wand before turning towards the Fifthteen year old boy and with upward flick of his wand, incanted "Devinctus." A bolt of jagged white light slammed into Harry and his wand flew from his grasp and he was forced on his knees. Nobody spoke for a minute until Dumbledore broke the silence.

"What happened there Harry? Those spells were not your style…" It wasn't a question, but rather a statement from the Hogwarts Headmaster.

"I don't know Professor, I guess I just lost it…" Harry answered after a while of trying to break the spell, breathing deeply and placing a hand on one side of his face.

Thankfully, Dumbledore decided not to prod anymore, release his spell and said, "Control, Harry, control, we all have voices inside our heads…be cautious not to succumb to them."

Then eyes twinkling again, the ancient Headmaster added, "Spectacular display though, I have never seen anymore master the fire lasso and fire sword spell so quickly…now go on, I'm sure you are quite exhausted after that show." Harry nodded and casted an apologetic look towards Moody who just laughed merrily like a child who has found out about owning a candy store and merely waved him off.

As he was walking off, he heard the two men speaking and halted in his tracks. "Albus, I'm serious, I have never seen one master such difficult spells in such a short period. Those spells aren't something a normal Fifthteen year old could do. Also, to incorporate them to great effect is even more complex…I am somewhat worried about him. His magical core is increasing in such a unnatural rate, it could be lethal for himself." Moody grunted.

"I understand Alastor…but this is Harry we are talking about, I have watched him grow up from a young boy as did you. He is a young man that only cares about the safety of his family and friends, he will not follow Tom's footsteps. As for his core, we'll just have to do our best won't we?" Albus replied in a tired tone.

"The way he just dueled…it reminded me of Ian in a way. That particular stare…not to mention that Ian always had talent with spells regarding to fire." Moody stated. Harry could only look at his wand as he heard his grandfather's name being mentioned.

That event was never mentioned again. "Harry?"

Snapping from his reverie, Harry squeezed Eleanor's arm gently before turning around so that he was facing her. Still in her embrace and simply smiled.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, you hungry?" After seeing her nod, the pair set off towards the Great Hall. Harry was a bit irked that most of the students were gawking and whispering at him so he opted to eat his ham sandwiches in the Courtyard instead, just below an Oak tree. Then he looked up as his companion Fenris swooped down from the clear sky.

"Hello, old friend. What good news do you bring?" Harry said through their mental link as he scratched the eagle's neck.

"Last night, I was scouting the forest from up top. It seems that the first task will include flying lizards." Fenris replied as he flapped his wings.

"Dragons? This is certainly a surprise…but not unexpected." Harry replied.

"You will triumph, as you always have." The large bird of prey stated. Harry nodded and his eyes narrowed as he saw Neville Longbottom approaching him looking very nervous yet determined.

"Hey Harry." Neville greeted.

"What can I do for you Mr. Longbottom?" Harry inquired, staring straight into his eyes. Neville was a bit intimidated by the way Harry was staring at him, it was in many ways worse than Snape's death glare.

Summoning his Gryffindor courage and with a gulp, the boy said, "Do you know that the first task includes-"

"Dragons." Harry replied and tilted his head. Neville looked gobsmacked as his jaw dropped to the ground.

"You have your sources, I have mine. Let's just keep it at that shall we?" Harry said as he fed Fenris a piece of ham and watched as his companion took off into the skies.

Neville looked very much embarrassed and was about to turn around and stopped when he heard his fellow champion say "But thank you nevertheless." Neville nodded before walking off with a proud smile etched on his face.

"Hey man, what's up?" Ryan Potter inquired his older sibling as he brought two bottles of pumpkin juices, throwing one at Harry who caught it.

"Nothing in particular." Harry said and got to his feet. "Thanks for the drink." He added before heading towards his dormitory in Ravenclaw Tower to search for possible methods to defeat the dragon, he chose his dorm because he wanted less people to know about the types of books he was carrying.

Harry landed on his soft four-poster bed with a thud before he brandished his wand at his bedside cabinet, which had a series of complicated locks placed that would only open to his magical signature to prevent people from trying to steal his things. With an audible click, the various locks opened and Harry fished out several offensive spell books.

"This is going to be a long day." He thought to himself.

Several hours later the Hogwarts Champion found himself walking from the Forbidden Forest with a pensive look on his mind, and a smirk formed at the corner of his mouth as he headed towards the Castle.

Meanwhile in the Great Hall, a certain silver blonde quarter veela sighed as she walked through the halls of Hogwarts. Fleur was already irked beyond comprehension at the drooling faces casted from boys and hateful glares from girls, it truly wasn't her fault that her allure is something that cannot be shut off. And she certainly did not look forward to the English food.

In addition, she had a dreadful feeling forming in her stomach about battling a dragon, Madame Maxine had already formulated a plan for her; it included a tricky spell that would make anything alive to fall asleep. Fleur had felt that she had mastered it quite quickly and hoped that it was going to work on an actual dragon.

"Fleur, what's the matter? You don't look too well…" Her friend Claire remarked with concern, Cho was also looking at her anxiously.

"It iz fine, just a leetle tired…" Fleur replied. Thankfully, her friends did not comment any further. Fleur was thankful that she didn't have much British food in front of her, which Cho just smirked.

"You're not the only one Fleur, trust me." Eleanor said with slight smile from her place next to Cho, like Harry there was barely anything other than fresh vegetables and lightly charred fish on her plate. Fleur reluctantly smiled back, she felt very awkward speaking to this particular girl and what was worse was that she didn't know why.

"So, my dear friend, is it true that Harry works out every morning?" Claire suddenly asked out of the blue, her pixyish eyes sparking mischievously. Eleanor flushed bright pink at the brusque question and can only nod meekly. She nearly jumped when Harry almost appeared out of thin air and took the empty seat next to her, pouring a glass of ice-cold pumpkin juice from the pitcher before downing it. He had forgone his robe and was only dressed in a rolled up button up white shirt, black pants, a blue tie with gold strips and a black vest over it.

"Where've you been? You're not usually this late to a feast." Eleanor inquired.

Harry flashed her a fatigued smile and replied, "Sorry, got some things I wanted to experiment…so I went into the forest to test it out." Harry muttered.

"You 'ave already everyzing planned out?" Fleur asked in an exotic tone, her allure on full blast. However, to her disappointment, the black haired wizard just smirked and said.

"Maybe…we'll find out tomorrow, oui?" Fleur was a bit annoyed so she just huffed and returned to eating the asparagus on her plate. Eleanor, seeing what just happened could barely repress a giggle, causing all eyes to be casted on her.

"What, pray tell love, could be that funny?" Harry asked, leaning his head on a hand.

"Let me guess, you didn't feel it at all?" Eleanor asked while laughing quietly.

"Felt what?" Harry asked sarcastically and gave the quarter Veela who was sitting across from him a wink. Harry then saw his friend Roger staring at Fleur agape and smirked as he smashed the back of his head into his bowl of stew.

"Harry, what THE hell?" The captain of the Ravenclaw House Team exclaimed in surprise as his entire house in addition to the other houses was sniggering loudly.

"It's rude to stare." The Kaiser simply retorted and with a flick of his wrist, the stew on Roger's face was gone.

"I suppose so…my apologies Ms. Delacour." Roger mumbled.

"It iz fine, I'm use to eet." Fleur replied and smiled at Harry who just merely raised an eyebrow at her. After the feast was over, the Ravenclaws returned to their common room while Fleur and Claire returned to the Beauxbatons Carriage.

It was a quiet night as Fleur got into bed and buried her face into her pillow but she knew better, tomorrow she would be fighting for her life against a real fire breathing dragon, she envied Harry to be able to remain so calm under such circumstances, seeing his brief duel with Eleanor Zabini made her very uneasy. Fleur could immediately see that Eleanor was an adept duelist but Harry wasn't relatively trying his best in that duel and still won. "How, if it is at all possible…to defeat that perfect man."

Far up in Ravenclaw Tower, a lone figure sat with his legs crossed in an armchair, the fire in the fireplace the only light source. Studying the dancing flames, Harry leaned back and sighed,

Six hours ago

Wearing a black trench coat and his usual white button up shirt and black pants, Harry growled as he was ambushed by six Acromantulas: each with deadly pincers, eight eyes, covered with thick black hair reaching to fifteen feet.

They were snapping their pincers with glee, thinking that Harry was easy meat. With a smirk, Harry pointed his wand at the nearest Acromantula and cried, "Diffrus Perfigum!"

A jet of silver light sprang out of his wand and slammed into the gigantic spider, causing it to rupture and subsequently, blow up into pieces. Angered by the loss of their kin, the Acromantulas all sprang themselves on the human.

Keeping alert, Harry flicked his wand and three blades made of fire rose shot out of the tip of his unicorn wand and impaled themselves on three Acromantulas that were closing in. Harry smiled sadistically as he evaded a pounce from another Acromantula, which was severed, into two with a quick Sectemsempra.

Harry mentally thanked Snape for indirectly teaching him that spell while he viewed Moody's memories of the dueling styles of all known Death Eaters. Satisfied that the flaming blades he controlled were still disemboweling those gigantic spiders, Harry leapt onto a high branch and conjured more flaming swords to combat the increasing numbers of Acromantulas that were stubbornly trying to get to the black haired boy.

"Incendio Infernum!" He grinned when a star surrounded by a circle carved in flames formed on the ground, the Acromantulas were starting to fret by the sight and was given no warning when the ground suddenly gave way and lava sprouted out immediately scorching everything it touched. This was it.

"To profundo inferni humili servo tuo clamat ad te perdere qui stant in via. Ut sciant negando consequentiam potes!" Harry chanted. Nothing happened at first, the flames were just merely flickering from the scorch earth but then a terrifying roar was bellowed as a the ground trembled violently, Harry steadying himself on the tree branch he was situated on.

He laughed wickedly as he saw a lava-covered hand rising from the depths of the cracked open earth. The ground continued shaking as the creature emerged from the fissure. It was a truly terrifying sight, standing up to sixty feet tall, covered and dripping with lava from head to toe and two tormenting glowing yellow eyes was a lava golem.

Harry then fell to his knees as he clutched his head, "You DARE disturb my slumber, little worm?" A voice thundered in his mind.

Breathing raggedly, Harry responded with respect, "It is not my intention to do so but I have a mighty adversary to overcome when next light breaks." Harry baited, reading from his book of Golems that Golems are irresistible to prospective tough opponents.

"And what is the nature of this adversary." The golem inquired, intrigued.

A loud distant roar answered his question as the Lava Golem made a ruk ruk sound, "How positively delightful, fire tongue…worthy foe indeed, you have a deal mortal. Summon me when the time is right and my abilities are yours to command." The Lava Golem bellowed in Harry's mind as it descended back into the depths of the earth.

Snapping back to the present, Harry gazed idly at the dancing flames then at his wand. He was ready.

Unknown Location

"My my…what have we here?" A hooded figure spoke softly to himself as he saw the projection of Harry Potter scorching the large group of Acromantulas rising from the large world map that was suspended in midair within the seemingly endless dark room that was only alight with two torches.

Translations:

To profundo inferni humili servo tuo clamat ad te perdere qui stant in via. Ut sciant negando consequentiam potes! -

To the depths of hell your humble servant calls out to you to destroy those that stand in his path. May they know the consequence of denying your power!

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