Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters
AN: Wow this is probably the longest delay you guys should have for a while. Sorry for the wait, I kind of bought the three Assassin's creed games. It's been a major distraction for the free time I've had lately. But it has given me an idea, Harry creating a hidden blade like in the AC games. Disillusioned and strapped like a wand holster around the opposite wrist? It would work well for robes and Harry's abilities as they grow. Yes people, once the war gets in full swing Harry will get involved. He won't be stun/distract/disarm and run like canon, especially if his girls are involved in the fights. And he won't defeat Voldemort with a disarming charm... or all Voldemort's followers just give up once the guy is dead. It's not like they'll be able to cry Imperius curse again.
For the Hermione bashing/bullying in early chapters, it's completely intentional. I have stated I don't want this to develop even a potential H/Hr pairing, there are way too many of that pairing around. Not only that, many writers force the pairing to match a dark/super/independent Harry or drastically alter her character, basically making an OC. Sure Hermione is a good match up for CANON Harry, much more then Ginny anyway. At the most i saw Harry/Ginny as a fling that would end. The way I approached Hermione in this story removed any sort of hero worship like feelings for Harry.
He lay out her insecurities in front of everyone in the common room. His approach altered her enough to prevent her being in the toilet Halloween. This prevented any sort of feelings to develop for Harry or Ron, let's face it, if someone saves you in a life and death situation. Feelings develop, even if it's just friendship or sibling like. She might play a role later in the story as a friend/sister figure. I honestly hadn't thought of her character that far down the road but due to the sheer number of people wanting Harry to at least get her more directly involved I'll put some of her in this chapter and in the future. Again no Pairing, at the most it will be a sibling relationship.
Oh I've also decided that I will have a wife for each title after a very good review I read that's motivated me to go down that road. However, at the most only 2 will go to other worlds at the end of the fic, the winner of the pairing poll when it closes and the other will be decided through another poll I'll put up when it's time.
I've had a few comments on the top 10 student's scores from chapter 14 surprisingly. People don't seem impressed that I put Daphne third, since she's not a big name in the book. Or why I didn't put Draco third. I don't see why it's so unbelievable though. Harry would have gone to quite the effort to aid his friends in studying. Daphne, Tracey, Padma, Susan and Hannah shouldn't be much of a shock for people. Su Li and Lisa are both Ravenclaw, in other words both in the studious house. Draco likely got tutored before school and he's got a massive ego, so he wouldn't have gone for help to Harry. The books show he's better then Harry and Ron at least in my opinion which is why I put him in the top 10. Just because Lucius states 'the mudblood beat him' in book 2, doesn't mean he was the second best student of the year. Anyway enough of my rambling, enjoy the new chapter.
Over the next few days Harry made an effort to appear around the neighbourhood and be friendly with everyone he met. Personally he found it amusing hearing the shocked mutterings of how well mannered he was, compared to the delinquent his relatives spread word about. He had also got a letter to Neville saying he would like to have a joint party and if he should come over to discuss the setup and suggest people to invite and who not to. Neville agreed promptly, the reply was so messy that Harry could just imagine the excitement on the boy's face as he rushed the short letter.
Harry realized the young Gryffindor and possibly his only potential true male friend might not have invited anyone if Harry hadn't responded in time. It was a sad thought to think since Harry knew without Merlin's interference the previous year. He would likely be celebrating birthdays alone too just as he had done all the years previous. Harry was snapped from his current thoughts when he noticed a group of girls that looked 13 to 15 enter the cafe he was in. Flashing them a grin he mentally laughed at the giggles and hushed whispers coming from the group once they noticed him.
Harry was very curious of how old he must actually look, growing up he always looked younger than everyone else due to his small malnourished frame. Now though he was sure he must look at least 13 or 14. He could see just how much it was angering both his Aunt and Uncle, they were now seen as liars by the community, all that hard work to make him a pitiful boy ruined and they couldn't do anything to him. He honestly had been thinking of getting some payback on his relatives, or more specifically his Uncle. His cousin was groomed to become what he was growing up and Harry was sure now he wasn't the alpha, Dudley might actually learn how to be... well normal. Well maybe that might be too much for his dim witted cousin, but one can hope can't they?
Harry found it amusing that the very thing the Dursleys tried so hard to be, is exactly what they aren't. The primal instincts wanted to rip beat down his Uncle and prove he is better, at the same time he had to play smart. His Uncle might not do anything due to his pride at the possibility of Harry knocking him down like what he did to the door. There was also the fact Harry felt if he did attack his uncle... he might not be able to stop himself from doing something regrettable, at least this early. Years of pain and suffering would come to the surface if he went too far.
His Aunt was another story, she just felt fear and Harry was sure jealously was hidden there too. Would that cause her to be the one to take a stupid step in the wrong direction? It would make sense to Harry, he saw the photos of his mother in her youth, better looking, had magic, likely praised by their parents and married a rich handsome man.
His Aunt Petunia grew bitter and well, not so good looking in Harry's opinion. Had no magic, probably got shunned unintentionally whenever his mother would come home from Hogwarts. Married a very obese, single minded man who had an average job, her child with the man is unintelligent, going to be bigger than his father at the rate he's going and have an even worse job more than likely. Harry, who she had groomed to be the total opposite of her sister, suddenly becomes handsome, rich, smart and highly magical, even more than her sister.
Harry actually felt pity for the woman briefly before remembering all the pain he suffered from her too. It might not be physical like his Uncle but the psychological damage was severe as he had slowly come to realize from his time with Merlin.
The ancient being was quite annoyed at just how deep his pain ran. Harry had no idea how long it took to make him what he was now, but he was sure it must have been years in the magical realm. None the less Harry knew he needed his relatives where they were until at least his 14th birthday. He just hoped the fact they knew he could use magic. Plus his obvious increased strength would keep them from doing anything drastic until that time came.
If his Uncle came at him with the intent to kill, Harry wouldn't stop himself from retaliating. It took most of his willpower not to strike back when his Uncle came at him when he returned for the summer. Whether that thought was his creature like senses or just his own repressed emotions from his youth, he wasn't completely sure. He was just thankful he was able to keep a cool head during it.
Noticing the girls watching him from their table he flashed them another smile and gave a generous tip to the waitress, he discreetly also gave her an additional amount, enough to cover for whatever the group of girls wanted. He waited until she went over and saw the shocked looks on their faces as he stood to leave. A cheeky grin came onto his face and he waved at them before walking out of the diner. Somehow he got the feeling he would be seeing them there again in the future.
Harry wasn't one to intentionally flaunt his money about before, but it was ingrained into him by Merlin that money is power in the world. To carelessly do such things showed he was an important person wherever he goes, it was behind his buying his teams the brooms. It showed not only did he have a big name but money to back that up. It proved he could make bribes and powerful allies to all the pureblood students and they shouldn't cross him. Before his extensive training to essentially become a pureblood he was sure he wouldn't have touched the money for fear it would up and disappear on him. That and just not knowing what to do with it all, Harry was well aware of how arrogant he had become but according to Merlin, every person with power must show arrogance or be seen as weak.
That side is only shown when needed though. Susan, Katie and Daphne have seen his playful side constantly. Even the other students to a certain degree by his public displays, but in an instant he can become 'pureblood' as he did during the Christmas party or with his dealings with Dumbledore. He made his way back to the Privet Drive and entered as usual. His Aunt froze but didn't acknowledge him in any way other than that. Harry wished he could use legilmency just so he could see her struggling not to see her surface thoughts screaming 'BOY, where have you been?' Unfortunately Merlin did something that wouldn't allow him to learn it, that's why his Occlumency shields are so strong, a trade off in a sense. Apparently Legilmency would make his journey too easy.
Timeskip – Longbottom manor, Joint party
Harry had indeed dropped by to Neville's place to organise the party. His Grandmother was very surprised that he had actually come by, that simple shocked look on the woman's face lifted Harry's friendship with Neville a few notches. Neville was truly raised in a very similar manner to him minus living in a cupboard, not getting fed, wearing rags and beatings. Well the latter he wasn't actually sure on considering the flinching he had noticed Neville does when certain things happen, plus the story Neville told of his relative throwing him off the balcony to 'force the magic out of him' when they thought he was a squib.
At his Gran's suggestion Neville took him for a tour around the massive property. Harry was very surprised at the sheer size of it, if Potter manor was even half the size he was sure he would have a hard time maintaining it. Apparently his Gran took care of it all since she retired during the war. Arriving back at the extremely large dining area with the side room of equal size they sat down to have a talk.
"Wow, Neville, this place is impressive. Makes me hopeful for what my family home might be like one day" The grin plastered on his face brought one to Harry's own. "So how we going to do the invites? It might be short notice but one thing I've noticed, is that these magical kids don't seem to actually do much. Floo call so they have to say no to our faces? Letters or maybe mass howlers?"
Neville turned red from embarrassment at the thought of the last idea. "Well I work in the Greenhouses when I can. It does take up quite a bit of time. But that's just me though. Hopefully people will still come even though it's short notice. I was thinking just sending out letters"
Harry waved off the concern, unfortunately he knew if they put up a public notice of the boy who lived throwing a party, everyone in the wizarding world would probably turn up. "I wouldn't worry too much about it, since it's going to be here though. Who do you want and who don't you want to be here?"
Neville seemed surprised at being asked the question and Harry let out a mental sigh but waitied patiently for an answer"Well I think it should be kept with people our age, maybe some of the other first years from Gryffindor? Hmm, maybe a certain chaser too?" Neville suggested with the last statement having a nervous, yet cheeky tint to it. Almost like he wasn't sure how it would be taken.
Harry blinked once, twice, before he burst out laughing. He patted Neville on the back earning a surprised squeak "Well played Longbottom, there's hope for you yet. Yeah I was thinking Katie, the twins, Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott, Parvati's twin Padma, Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis as well. I know the last two are Slytherin, but trust me, they are good value."
Harry then got a thoughtful look since Neville didn't state who he didn't want there. "Uh Neville, anyone you really don't want there?" The boy looked nervous and worried all of a sudden and wouldn't meet Harry's eye. It sent warning signals off in Harry's mind. He knew that look. That look had been seen in the mirror on his own face many times before. It was the look you get when something happened but you are scared of revealing the truth, afraid of what the consequences might be if you did.
"Who was it?" Neville looked up at the simple question in shock. "Uh, um, I don't know what you mean Harry?"
Harry kept his gaze on the boy trying to read anything at all that might suggest who it might have been. Feeling he probably won't get much out of him from direct questioning, Harry decided on a different approach. Making sure Madam Longbottom was not nearby by extending his senses. He spoke of a few mild incidents in his youth, specifically his cousin's favourite game Harry hunting. He continued to go on and explain why he thought something was wrong.
To say Neville was shocked was an understatement. Harry always seemed confident and proud all the time. After a very long time searching Harry's eyes for any kind of deceit or trick he couldn't see any. It didn't seem possible that he could have been through such events. But the sadness in his eyes was unmistakable as he spoke of his past. Then it vanished once he finished his tale "Uh, I don't want any of the other Slytherins around. Especially Malfoy and his goons. When there's no one around, I become their favourite target to tease and pick on. The Longbottoms are considered blood traitors to some of pureblood community. The Malfoys are one of the families that are quite vocal on this point"
Harry's eyes widened in surprise at the information, sure Draco seemed egotistical and arrogant. But to him he had seen nothing to suggest he was a bully. Then again Harry released Draco was a pureblood form a old family. Draco likely saw Harry as a very powerful ally, just as Harry saw Draco as a potential very annoying enemy if he didn't act neutral towards him. Harry thought he was preventing Draco from damaging his 'power base' at Hogwarts, having someone useful on the 'darker' side of the wizarding world and keeping him from harassing the girls. But it's very possible Draco might think he's using Harry for his own ends too.
After all if Draco publically appears to be allied with Harry, he could very well gain just as many allies and connections through him. Meaning once he gains his lordship he would have a powerful ally and through Harry power. But the Malfoys likely already have a strong base on the 'dark' side of the wizarding society, through Harry they access both the neutral parties and the light families if the Draco plays his cards right. There was also the fact with their house elf Dobby and his warning. Was whatever happening at Hogwarts this coming term, have something to do with a test, to see where Harry stands in his beliefs?
Shaking off his little theories, Harry vowed to keep an eye on Neville from now on, Draco wouldn't do anything if it would damage his position with Harry. "Well I don't blame you Neville. I'll have a word with him, don't worry I won't mention you told me anything. I'll just tell Draco to watch himself around my friends. He'll get the message to back off I'm sure. As for the other Slytherins, maybe I should publically humiliate them or something..." Harry finished with a smile
Neville looked sceptical of the idea but the confident smile was quickly pushing aside the fears the young boy had. They wrote down one invite with both of their names and signatures. Another sheet with all the guest's names was next to it. Harry was intrigued when a tap of Neville's wand later there were duplicates of the invite, each with a separate name. "It's an automated Geminio charm on the paper. So don't think I'm using magic outside of school. They last for around 7 hours but it should be long enough to reach them wherever they are"
A few hours later everyone had sent back short acceptance letters to attend the party with a few additions. Daphne, reluctantly Harry noticed, requested if her sister can attend. He quickly scribbled a reply after questioning Neville saying it was fine, but to make sure Astoria try to dress as beautifully as her older sister, especially if she plans to snatch any attention away from her from any male at Hogwarts in a year. Hermione wrote what appeared to be an essay asking many questions. How to get there, who else is going, if her parents would be allowed, why he hadn't responded to her questions on homework, easiest way to get to Neville's among many more.
Harry sighed before writing back a response answering only the important questions. Explaining that parents usually didn't attend pureblood parties with their children, as it was proof of independence and forming their own alliances. If they were younger than 11 and didn't have an older sibling was the only time a parent would attend as well. He suggested getting dropped off at the Leaky Cauldron and using the floo travel. He went into great detail about what it was and how to do it just to prevent her raiding her books. He even offered to meet her there beforehand as he was planning on heading there himself before the party. Harry left a final note stating he would explain anything else when they met face to face but there was a good reason for his not writing back.
Ron's response was also quite long having a big talk about what he had been up to. Asking what Harry had been doing all summer, that after the party he should stay over at their place. Then saying he, the twins, would be there. As a final note he reluctantly asked if his sister could come. Obviously he was hoping Harry and Neville would say no from the way it was worded.
Harry didn't really care as long as she didn't follow him around everywhere like a fangirl. But the fact she would be starting her first year made him want to help her out by making a few friends early. The fact there was a person from each house at the party, guaranteed someone would be able to be friendly to her if she didn't end up in Gryffindor. He blinked in thought, why was he concerned so much about her welfare?
Timeskip – 31st July – Day of the party
Harry walked down the stairs after shrinking down his trunk, pocketing it and letting Hedwig fly to Neville's in advance as was his usual method leaving Privet drive. It was currently the morning of the party and he could already smell the effort his Aunt was going to, in an attempt to somehow try and impress their guests enough to get her husband a promotion. Harry shook his head at the attempt as he walked down the stairs.
His Uncle walked into the hallway and glared at Harry as he made his way down. "You are leaving? Good, I don't need you ruining my chances"
Reaching the bottom step, Harry turned to his Uncle. The naive statement caused a chuckle to escape Harry's lips. "Wow. Sorry Uncle, but that statement is just stupid. I can use magic here. I could have influenced these people to want to help you if I wanted. That is what magic can do. But whatever, I'm leaving"
He turned around and froze when a big hand gripped his shoulder hard "What the hell did I say about using that word in this house boy? I've had it up to here listening to your empty threats, you can't do anything to us or the magic police will get you won't they. That's it isn't it boy, from now on you will do as I say or there will be consequences"
Harry turned his head slowly to look at the hand on his shoulder, he felt his Uncle try and force him to turn around but he remained in the position he was in. "Remove your hand now" Harry spoke in a dark voice but the stupid man didn't react to it. He threw up a quick wandless silencing charm, the strongest he knew when the hand wasn't removed.
"We will lock up your things as they should have been at the start of summer, you will return to the house after the guests have left or you will not see them again. You will – AHHH" Harry grabbed his hand and twisted it painfully and turned slowly to glare at his Uncle. The pent up rage surfacing causing his eyes to glow brightly.
"You dare lay your hand on me again you ugly fat bastard. You dare try to threaten me after all I've said? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Harry roared before he twisted the wrist more and heard a snap. His Aunt and Cousin came running into the room and she gasped at her whimpering husband trying to pry his hand out of Harry's death grip.
"LET HIM GO THIS INSTANT FREAK" Harry's eyes snapped to hers and she backed up a few steps in fear at the pure rage she saw in his eyes. A major change from the simple angry look he had used so far this summer.
"And you, you miserable harpy. SO jealous of my mother that you treated me, HER ONLY SON, worse than a slave. SO jealous of my mother you take all your pitiful life choices AND PUT THEM ON ME. If you had died instead of my mother, HOW DO YOU THINK SHE WOULD HAVE TREATED YOUR SON?"
Harry was livid with rage, how dare these, pathetic excuses for relatives dare try to control him again. He saw he shock on her face and she was eyeing the windows nervously. But she would gain no pity from him "How does it feel Aunt Petunia? To feel powerless, to be scared all the time? Knowing that there is NOTHING you can do? What you've felt this summer, I'VE FELT THAT FEELING AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER"
He let go of his Uncle's wrist but immediately grabbed the arm of that wrist and squeezed, his Uncle cried out in pain. "How does that feel Uncle? Does it hurt, having your ARM BROKEN?" He squeezed even harder and a sickening crunch was heard and Vernon cried out loud again, tears streaming down his eyes.
"How many times have you broken my bones?" Harry backhanded him just like the man cowering in front of him had done so many times before. He forced himself to hold back his strength "Don't cry Uncle, YOU NEVER LET ME. How many times have you beat me, when something happened I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH? You think the magical version of police would arrest me for hurting you? THEY WOULD KILL YOU FOR SOME OF THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE TO ME, YOU STUPID FAT ARSEHOLE. No, that's not true. They would send you to a hell worse than hell"
Harry let go of the man's arm and he wriggled back a metre and his wife went to him immediately and hugged him tight. Dudley just stood staring at Harry in pure shock, Harry looked over at him and he squeaked before trying to hide behind his parents. Harry snorted in disbelief and took a few calming breaths and his eyes slowly lost their glow. It was extremely difficult trying to not set all three of them on fire.
"If you dare threaten or try shit like that again. I don't care of my future plans, I will notify the head of the magical police. They will lock you up in a place with creatures that suck the very happiness out of you. You will be left with nothing but your darkest memories and your worst depressive emotions flowing through your minds all day, everyday, for the rest of your lives. You're pathetic Uncle, you even more Aunt Petunia. I won't kill you, you're not worth such a merciful punishment. I won't return until the last week of August and I EXPECT TO BE LEFT ALONE WHEN I DO"
Just for added effect Harry said "Alohamora" while waving his hand towards his old cupboard causing the door to open. He then bellowed "BOMBARDA" a strong blasting curse into it causing it to explode. Harry ignored their screams as a few stairs came down too. With an inward sigh as he only meant to destroy the cupboard he used reparo to fix the stairs. "The Harry Potter you taunted, shaped into a pitiful excuse of a boy is dead. Oh don't look like that Aunt Petunia. The neighbours heard nothing so you have no proof of what I did. What would you say to the police anyway? My Nephew used magic to destroy our cupboard, a 12 year old broke his Uncle's arm with his bare hand. Please do so, if they don't lock you up, the mentioning of magic to the officers would alert the magical authorities"
With that he cancelled the silencing charm and left the house calmly, closing the door gently and walking down the path. Waving cheerfully at a few of the people who looked out curiously, getting waves in return. That felt better than he had expected, he supposed locking up all those emotions would cause some sort of effect. Merlin had warned him of that outburst possibly happening at some point. His other self apparently had done something to a similar effect at some point.
Once a decent distance away he summoned the Knight bus and headed to Diagon Alley, while on there he tried to organise his emotions the best he could. This wasn't just for him, it was for Neville too, he would not give his relatives the satisfaction of causing him being in a bad mood. When Stan tapped him on the shoulder he had managed to get in a much better mood, he did this by thinking of seeing the girls that night.
Walking off the bus after thanking the conductor he walked into the pub. "Harry, you're early!" Turning to the voice he saw an incoming Hermione hug him, startling him slightly. Mainly because he thought he had a purely neutral relationship with the girl like so many others. "Uh, hi Hermione, I wasn't expecting you until later."
She pulled back with a light blush in embarrassment, a chuckle pulled his attention away to see a tall broad shouldered man with short dark hair, a neat full beard with glasses covering Brown eyes like Hermione. Next to him was obviously Hermione's mother, she looked very much like her but with paler skin, curly but not bushy light brown hair that was only shoulder length, with hazel coloured eyes. Mr Granger spoke "Well you must be Mr Potter. We have heard a lot about you"
Harry tilted his head curiously and his eyes went back to Hermione who sent her father a glare. "You seem to have become her academic rival of sorts Harry. Forgive me, I'm Louise Granger and this is my husband David" Mrs Granger stated with a kind smile.
Harry nodded and shook both their hands. "It's nice to meet you, as you obviously already know I'm Harry Potter" David looked at the entrance in confusion and Harry noticed this before letting out a sigh. "My relatives aren't with me, have you guys eaten, we can get something to eat so we can get to know each other better if you want."
Harry felt some sort of familiarity when talking to the Grangers. He realized that if his mother and grandparents had been alive, they might be kind like this couple were. They agreed to eat as they had only arrived a few minutes before him.
Harry asked Tom for a private room that the man was more than happy to provide after a generous tip. The tip was also to keep out anyone from spying on the conversation. Harry put up a wandless silencing charm disguising it as a gesture to sit for the girls.
Louise pointed out the fact he called his family, relatives and not family. So Harry told his story, a very child friendly version of course but the gist of what he was trying to get across was obvious to all three Grangers. He didn't like his relatives and they didn't like him.
Some talk of Hogwarts, why he wasn't responding to messages, the party and second year shopping came up for discussion. He stated they could easily stay at the Cauldron that night as he was planning to as well, it would also allow them to make sure Hermione arrived safely. Then show them around the Alley the following morning, Hermione went with McGonagall the year before apparently.
Time flew by and soon enough they were in front of the fireplace, after seeing the Grangers off Harry and Hermione went back inside "Thank you for being so patient with my parents Harry" Hermione stated with a light smile.
Harry simply sent her a smile back, Tom refused to accept Harry's tip again. Walking up to the fireplace he asked "Okay Hermione, I'm sure you've practically burned the procedure I wrote you in your mind, but would you like me to go first?"
She shook her head with a determined look that he couldn't help but smile at. Somehow he felt like he needed to protect and keep her safe, unlike his girls, it was more like a family like feeling he felt though. If he was right in his assumptions earlier he might have been very close to her, somehow a leak effect of those feeling reaching him here. It would also explain Ginny, Draco cautiousness, Neville feeling of a true friend.
Harry watched Hermione throw the powder into the flames turning it green, confidently she walked into it "Longbottom Manor" and vanished. Harry followed after her, upon entering the flames instead of seeing a blur as usual he found himself in a very familiar setting of...nothing.
"Harry my boy, I am very impressed so far" The white nothingness turned into a cosy lounge room with a burning fireplace, snacks and a beaming old wizard with emerald eyes.
"Uh thanks I guess, let me guess, you will visit me every year?" The old man chuckled merrily but did not answer, instead he looked around the room before looking pointedly back at Harry. With a sigh knowing how the man worked he looked around the room and saw a familiarity to it. His eyes lingering on the crest above the fireplace "Where is this, it feels familiar yet I'm sure I've never seen it before"
Merlin clapped his hands happily "Ahh so it worked, I wasn't sure if it would. Oh, from that look it would seem that you have a theory on what I have done"
Harry let out a soft groan "Damnit, I thought I was imagining things. You've somehow leaked the feelings of original Harry to me haven't you? It's why I feel strongly opinionated to certain people right?"
Merlin chuckled in such a childish manner. Despite looking older then Dumbledore, instead of acting like a wise old man, Merlin was... a child. "Correct young man on all accounts. This place happens to be the living area of the house you bought after you married. You spent many nights here thinking deeply on things. Well that's not true, not you, a possible you. Ahhh never mind that, you are doing very well Harry. Very well indeed. I never expected to see such subtle changes that could become such major changes in the long run from you. And the young ladies you chose –"
Merlin clapped him on the back with a massive smile "- my, I don't think I could do better myself back in the day. My young Daphne reminds me so much of Morgana. It's a shame she lost herself to the dark magics" The wise old being then turned serious "Watch out for the magical creatures Harry, especially those very old and in tune with magic, they will sense the change about you as the Goblins and Centaurs did. But they will see you as a threat, not an ally."
Harry was surprised at the revelation but it did make sense. "Ugh, why do I get the feeling you will tell me that they will probably join Voldemort at some point."
Merlin laughed loudly "Why would I tell you that my boy, I don't know the future of your world, It's why I made it remember. But if you want my honest opinion... yes its likely some sort of team up will occur, but they won't join, he will likely join them."
Harry looked at him with narrowed eyes at the way it was worded. He got the feeling he really wasn't the first Harry to go through this. After all, if Harry screwed up the timeline, Merlin would just erase it and start from scratch surely. If that's the case, were these hints an attempt to stop certain events happening?
"Oh and just a hint, I think all three girls would be suitable to aid you in this world..." Merlin started with an innocent look on his face.
Harry eyebrow twitched in annoyance at the statement "You said I could only choose one" Merlin stroked his chin.
After a few moments that felt like hours to Harry, possibly were, Merlin stated "And that is true Harry. Only one YOU choose may come with you to another world. I never said anything on your own world though. If you wanted you can turn every female like you if you wished, they would not be able to do the same to others of course. But I wouldn't recommend turning any until when I told you too"
Merlin shuddered suddenly and Harry managed to hear him mutter "Or he'll have to deal with a little bitch like her" Harry briefly wondered who this slut was. Over his training when Harry would try to question of his other life Merlin would state nothing useful, but would mutter about a slut and bitch quietly. Who this was unknown to the boy, he wanted to know badly. Was it someone from other Harry's life or someone from Merlin's past?
"Anyway I brought you here for more than just a friendly chat, as you know I'm sure, Vampires and werewolves get stronger and faster at the same rate over the years. What I set up with you was every time I bring you here, I have essentially made you able to absorb those years in a short amount of time. Now you will be four times as strong and fast as the strongest and fastest muggle men. Your senses should allow you to cover longer distances. Your regeneration will be far faster. Your magical power should be on just below Dumbledore right now, next year, you will be better than the man in his prime."
Harry looked at the being that had helped him so much already "Why do I feel like all this is for more than just your amusement, like you told me before?" Merlin merely closed his eyes and smiled as Harry vanished from his sight. "Because my descendent, it is my duty to guide you, as my ancestor Merlin did for me so long ago. She is getting more power and I need you to stop her as Merlin needed me back then"
Harry found himself in the floo suddenly and scowled as he slowed down time, Merlin kicked him out before he got an answer and he wasn't pleased. He was shocked when he now could see much more than just a blur. Soon it ended though and he arrived at his destination. Shutting off the ability he looked ahead to see Neville beaming at him, somehow it unnerved him. "HARRY POTTER" That voice caused him to pale.