Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters.
AN: As you all know by now, skip the bold too get to the actual chapter. First off, I don't think any number of apologies will justify such a long delay in the release of this chapter. I've had a lot of shit going downhill lately, then the fact that so many good new games are out... yeah I am a heavy gamer as I'm sure many of you have noticed... Anyway, the point is I haven't had much inspiration to actually write but due to some persuasion and mild threats... I have returned, the feedback, hits and views has been really good even though I've been gone for ages which is great to see, cheers guys.
Now to the comments on some of those, I haven't gone through them all just so you know, after this chapter is up I will though. I'm glad mostly everyone liked my introduction of Luna, I didn't like the thought of just having Harry noticing her at Hogwarts as many Authors do. Canon Harry never cared about anyone not in his vicinity, like his year mates or quidditch players, even then it was limited, did we ever hear of the other two gyrffindor girls, the quidditch players when it wasn't a training day or a match? Hell the guy shared classes with many different people for 6 years... Although my Harry is clearly different, interacting with those from different houses (some might say he acts like an arrogant pureblood I'm sure) he still only seems to notice those he can use or could entertain him, some random girl in Ravenclaw a year below him probably wouldn't catch his notice despite his little feelings. Having him meet her before made way more sense in my mind.
I've noticed people aren't too fond of the personalities the girls have so far, as each in their own way, are independent, strong willed, opinionated and controlling or in other words strong women. Apparently mild Hermione's to some, I hope they each have their own qualities as that's what I did try to do and will continue to do. I don't think they are like Hermione either, but if that's what you believe, fair enough. If I didn't have them as that, instead having each being completely submissive to him, shutting up when he said, listening to every word he said like he was god among men.
Well, the girls would be no better than the fangirls in the story. It's an issue I've seen with many Harry/multi fanfics, they just cave to his whim, whether it be power, some bullshit veela like charm, a marriage contract or Harry with an imperio fetish, those messed up stories were he's dark and takes (in other words rapes) whoever he desires and they fall for him or something similar. In this, he will earn each of the women over time, at the same time they will prove themselves worthy of his interest in them. He won't just go, I am more powerful, you are now mine... kinda like a confessor from the sword of truth series, like a super veela if you guys don't know it, one touch and the opposite sex is putty in their hands. Got so depressed when legend of the seeker (tv show based on that series) ended, I mean seriously, so much potential... anyway..,
Harry could take any girl he wanted from how he's set himself up, I like to think that's how I've portrayed the skanks, I mean fangirls. But the girls he does want, are a challenge, they are strong girls, who will become the strong women to put him back in line if he steps out and take the lead of whatever he needs if he is out of the picture. Seriously, look at Narcissa Malfoy as an example (Pffft Molly clearly doesn't count here, as much as I like her character, she is not meant for the wizarding world, that would make sense though, Arthur is muggle obsessed, why not choose a muggle like witch...), she is level headed, does what needs to be done and doesn't break down if her husband isn't in the picture.
You also have to remember each girl is the heir to their family. They have been raised to be strong, to be viewed as powerful to the male population. Show they won't bow down and just become their baby maker. They are the base for continuing their respective lines, in this sense, they would normally look for a powerful wizard that could be easily manipulated, whether by using their body or making more money. The girls I've dubbed as fangirls in the story, are those that want the easy way, so want to marry a powerful wizard, to have a privileged life with plenty of money, even if that means an abusive physical or emotional marriage.
On to Morgana and her manipulating Harry and the others so easily, I've stated and shown that he has overkill Occlumency shields, that should be noted Morgana seems able to bypass easily. So who is too say she can't add slight suggestions to nudge Harry in a certain direction... Both Morgana and Merlin have stated that there have been many Harry failures after all...
I find it amusing that those we know had no siblings and were heirs, never made any move on Harry in canon. With his clearly weak personality, they could easily dominate with the right moves, get his money and power since he wouldn't know what to do with it when the time came (I'm sorry Ginny fans, but I never saw Harry falling for her, when i read a fic where a love potion was used, it made so much sense, hell JK Rowling threw that in book 6 where they hooked up out of nowhere, hint hint to the readers). Cho sort of did that in Book 5, but many could have done better. Anyway on with the story...
Harry subtlety cast a few wandless spells at the door, mainly to lightly ward it so they wouldn't have to deal with any intruders. The odd look he caught on Luna's face made him question just what it was she could see, she must have somehow picked up on his ability to use fire. Now she seemed to have noticed his wandless abilities. Or maybe she just wondered why a group seemed to look into their compartment but not look at any of them.
Shrugging his shoulders he pulled out the Morgana's diary as a type of test, Luna's eyes widened before she quickly noticed Harry gazing at her. Her eyes quickly returned to her distant, uninterested look. It was almost as if she could see the power within the book, ignoring it he opened the page to read 'Aura sensor: Although a rare trait in this age, Aura Sensors are able to see the magical energy around them as various colours. With training, they are even able to determine what spells are cast by judging the magical energy around the user that flows through their wands, thus they were wiped to near extinction centuries ago. Those that remain keep their talents closely hidden to the outside world, avoid friendships in their younger years to protect both themselves and others from harm. Many even keep it from their lovers in later life, only confiding and teaching their children later without their lovers notice'.
Harry was deep in thought at this information but after running it through his mind a few times he scoffed at the explanation, people and their fear of things they don't understand, frankly he found it pathetic. Both Daphne and Tracey, who he now noticed were leaned in to read were looking at the Diary in confusion. "Uh, why are you looking at a blank Diary Harry?" Tracey voiced out loud.
Harry hadn't actually shown anyone the diary so hadn't actually thought that perhaps he was the only one who could read it. It did make sense that Morgana would do something like that though, considering all that she had done so far. With a guilty like chuckle he responded "There are words here, you just can't see them, I do like my privacy"
The brunette looked at him in disbelief for a moment, shrugged and gave him a cheeky grin. "So what are you reading then, something about me?" Harry chuckled before noticing Daphne look at Harry curiously, Tracey and then the book, making a point of reading a few lines. Clearly she had read what Tracey couldn't and Harry cursed Morgana mentally, of course she would allow her favourite too be able to read the book, if nothing else but to give him more grief in the coming year at Hogwarts.
Looking back at the book he read the new words that appeared. 'Advice to Harry's future wife 1: Don't be so obvious in your actions, I need to learn how to earn what I want' Harry blinked in confusion, looked back at Daphne to see her with a scowl in the making, her narrowed eyes snapping to his clearly making him realize Morgana's ploy. He just stated it was his diary, so Daphne would have no idea it was Morgana's... and the diary just called her his future wife.
"Well, what are you reading then Harry?" Harry shook his head to clear any inappropriate thoughts that were trying to form of what he might be able to earn from Daphne, or the curses she would no doubt unleash upon him later.
"As I said Tracy, it's private, but if you must know it's my thoughts of people and ideas on what to do in the future, what skills I should learn etc. Of course you're in it, just like all you ladies" Harry finished smoothly with a wink at Luna and a light grin. Tracy giggled happily at the answer, Daphne let out a loud unladylike snort and looked away from him. He gazed at her curiously, then looked at each person in turn, he noticed despite Luna no longer looking at him, she was failing remarkably at trying to hide her blush behind her magazine. "Oh and you too Nev"
Rolling his eyes at Harry's late addition, Neville felt a distraction would be needed as Daphne looked upset, for some reason her reaction set off Susan, the redhead too looked angry about something. He really didn't want to look at Hannah or provoke some sort of comment from Harry, so instead decided to focus on the newcomer, he saw the magazine in Luna's hand "What's that you're reading Luna?" Neville asked. The girl seemed to not hear him however and it caused the others to look at her too. Neville mentally chuckled at how easily the distraction worked, he caught Harry wink at him in thanks.
This sudden attention seemed to snap her out of her little absence though and she muttered "Sorry, I was thinking about something" She flashed her eyes at Harry briefly causing him to give her a cheeky grin before she turned to Neville. "I'm reading my father's magazine, the Quibbler"
She looked back to it quickly expecting the sudden laughter and taunts of how stupid the Quibbler was, she was shocked however when it never came. Neville spoke up first, "You know, although there are many unfounded articles in your dad's magazine Luna, I have to say they are all fascinating and have logical thoughts to justify why they might exist. I actually have a subscription because it had some interesting theories on healing and plants, among other things..."
The boy suddenly looked quite flustered, his cheeks turning pink from his trailing thoughts, when he looked at Hannah though, all thoughts seemed to vanish and he blushed even brighter. The girl just looked at him curiously before giggling. "It wouldn't have anything to do with Nargles would it Nev?" Harry cheekily asked, he saw the looks of confusion throughout the compartment, well everyone minus Luna and Neville who was now looking more like a tomato. Then Harry blinked, he just felt the need to say that for some reason, what in Merlin's name were nargles?
"Well of course it has, the nargles around them are clearly trying to..." Luna suddenly stopped with a blush and went back to her magazine without saying another word. The others all looked confused at the sudden halt in conversation but Harry could practically see the girl was inwardly annoyed at herself.
Harry thought on what the diary said and realized this might be one of her abilities, if she can see the energies of magicals, so in theory she could see what energies are compatible too each other. Perhaps her parents used random names for each combination of colours to explain the aura's she could see, it would make sense, what magical being would take in talk of 'nargles' or the like. He now also new soulmates were quite literal in the magical world if their magic and energy is compatible enough. As well as the fact her father seemed to run a magazine of made up objects, scenarios and animals, making it the perfect cover up for her ability.
As the rest of the group were stifling their laughs at Hannah and Neville's red faces, who somehow had seemed to figure out Harry's jibe was referring to her and Neville from his reaction. Harry decided to try and discover the truth "What was that Luna? What are the nargles trying to do?"
The girl looked at him so sharply and with such hard eyes, if he was anyone else he was sure he would have flinched, the others in the cabin tensed when they felt an odd feeling envelope them. Very similar to the feeling in their classes when everyone is casting spells, the feeling when they entered Hogwarts, a feeling of magic in the very air. Harry seemed too have found his answer and nodded simply before sending two wandless, silent stupefies at Tracey and Neville from each hand. "I have no problem with any abilities you might have, as you can see, I have my own too" Harry decided while he would ignore the annoying urges he got from time to time, he felt a kindred spirit in the girl from his life before Merlin helped him out
"Well, dunno about these guys but I'll be your friend?" Harry verbally nudged, the girl merely kept staring blankly back at him, seemingly in shock at seeing him perform wandless magic, maybe the fact it was silent, or that he offered to be her friend, if his guess was correct she might not have many. Harry sighed. The other girls angry noises and the wands out glaring at him, told him they noticed though. "They are just unconscious, don't forget they don't know it all... Oh, I may have forgot to mention that" Harry chuckled nervously and ran his hand through his hair, their gazes hardened "Alright, the one you guys met decided it was too early for them, she brought me and Katie alone, why do you think I was in that... certain position when we got back? Also why Nev and Tracey seemed to be as confused as you guys"
Daphne hit him on the arm, not that he noticed the hit but was surprised that she didn't react to his hard muscles as usual. Then again, there was no Tracey making a lewd comment so maybe that was the feeling of loss he felt. "That is not the point, besides she can be trusted, why didn't she get what the rest of us did? Although it would explain why every time I thought of even showing my new –" She was confused when she couldn't continue and realized it was because of Luna.
Suddenly an odd chime was heard and the diary in his hand began to glow, Harry panicked for a moment causing the girls to gasp, realizing this wasn't his doing. Harry reacted that way as he thought Morgana was going to summon him. The pages began turning quickly before suddenly stropping, then a figure began to form, more gasps were heard when they saw a miniature Harry dressed in some sort of battle armour. "Miladies, it would appear the duchess placed more precautions than you first realized after our courageous battle in the alley. Minds have been altered, your gifts look just as the old. No one will tell the difference unless I or at least two of the group agree it is necessary. This is to prevent any unpleasantness from dark lords, foolish leaders or greasy gits."
Harry sighed once more, seriously, the woman just kept ruining every choice he made, he made that for a reason. Although now thinking about it, she didn't say she erased the battle, just the memories of the wands. That could work in his favour so his second wand is kept secret. He did act kind of brashly, he felt it was necessary, but even though he was how old mentally, he was still a hormonal teenager, moreso considering his abilities. It also explained a very important fact, Morgana likely intervened to keep Dumbledore away, Harry had been quite panicky for a few days after the battle, believing the old man come and demanding answers. Yet not only did he not appear, he didn't even inspect privet drive (Himself anyway, Harry was confident in his Mrs Figg theory)
Getting back to the matter at hand, Harry knew the questions were coming but didn't know when Daphne would snap "Daphne, no offense, as much as I like both Nev and Tracey, at this point in time I'm not sure if they can be trusted completely."
Daphne threw an obvious look at Hannah and Susan looked ready to jump in too to counter whatever the Slytherin would say, but Harry cut her off quickly "Okay, there's something you guys don't know alright, it puts me slightly against Slytherins by nature, the only reason Daphne isn't..." He muttered something quietly that no one there could decipher, or so he thought as Daphne was right next to him and had suddenly gained wide eyes and seemed to be having a facial twitch of some sort, clearly trying to fight of the blush that was trying to make its way onto her face.
"As for Nev, well let's face it, the boy is timid, easily intimidated, there is no way he is ready to hold a secret as big as mine and you all know that. I have no doubt he has the potential to be a trusted ally and already has shown himself to be a good friend and a great one in the future, but that time isn't now" He finished in a firm tone, no one responded at first, letting the words digest fully.
"I want a full explanation later Potter. Wait! Why didn't you put her asleep too? Also why did you show her your wandless skills?" Daphne asked. She shook her head though as he didn't put Luna out for a reason clearly.
"And what in Merlin's name is the reason your diary has made you into some sort of wannabe knight? How did you do it anyway, it kind of reminds me of those pensive thingies" Everyone turned too Susan when she stated wannabe, Daphne and Luna in confusion, while Hannah giggled and Harry laughed loudly. "S-shut up, so I might have gone back to London with Auntie. Those fancy pensive things-"
"TVs Suzy" Susan sent him a sharp glare at the new nickname and he chuckled again, believing it too be a new tool to rile her up. She huffed with a red face and turned her head slightly, feeling cheeky, Harry began poking her with his shoeless foot. They began playing a miniature game between themselves for some time before Daphne slapped his thigh, a little too close that caused the boy (despite his many abilities) to pale.
With a sigh Harry after calming down his nerves, he decided to explain "It might be strange too hear, but I get a gut feeling when I feel someone can be completely trusted, I got that vibe from Luna. Besides, she somehow managed to figure out my little fire affinity from just looking at me when I got on the knight bus" This got wide eyed looks from all three girls, they immediately had their suspicions on what she could be. Luna's eyes went wide in panic as she too realized that they most likely knew what she was.
Harry quickly assured her she was safe, after the quick talk and promises from the girls, he instructed the others to act like they were waking up, when they looked at him oddly he gave them a pointed look so they pretended to be asleep. Feeling cheeky Harry stunned them all before casting some spells at the sleeping preteens. He quickly entered his trunk and did the same to himself in the mirror, he didn't trust him too make it convincing doing it blindly. Once his work was complete he lifted the stunners and the wards.
"Ugh, what happened? What was that weird feeling before I fainted?" Tracy muttered, she looked at the others in the compartment and burst into laughter, they were all dressed up oddly, in colours common in the wizarding world but so unlike the styles from the muggle world, she slowly rummaged in her bag and gasped at her reflection. "WHO DID THIS?" Tracey roared loudly, everyone else glared immediately at Harry who was trying his best too look innocent. Somehow Tracey didn't seem to catch onto this hint as she had gone from angry too thoughtful, as she began looking at herself in detail.
"Maybe Draco or Ron was feeling cheeky? I mean it must have taken effort to get you in those tight outfits" Harry offered, earning indignant replies from a few, a slight blush from the newest member of his group that caught his attention, and glares from the rest. They easily managed to figure it was definitely the boy in front of them that had done it, a particularly ferocious look came from Neville which made Harry actually laugh loudly once it didn't fade "Still who the hell did this to us?" Harry muttered with a finger thoughtfully.
He mentally laughed at his little prank, he had dressed them all up as characters from the comics he had bought during one of his trips to muggle London, the owner looked too be in shock when he saw the sheer amount Harry wanted to buy. The fact he was paying in cash made the man estatic, not even bothering asking for ID. Harry made himself as Superman, cape and underwear outside the suit and all, since from what he had read, the alien was a symbol for the world, somewhat what Harry was planning on being someday. He had bought many other comic book series, but he only focused on this one at the time, so only used characters from that.
Neville on the other hand, Harry had made Bizarro, an odd looking clone of superman, with blue-grey skin and all, even though Neville didn't know who he was supposed to be, the fact that he appeared to be some sort of copy of who Harry was annoyed him greatly. He was no follower! Harry honestly wasn't sure why he made Neville Bizarro, he just felt it appropriate for some reason, being equal to himself and yet nowhere near, reversed fates or something. (Both had the potential to be the boy who lived, yeah, made sense when I was writing it, when I reread it, I kept it...)
Hannah he dressed up as a Black Canery, Harry had no doubt she would be the voice of reason for many, and Black Canery powers focus on her voice. Harry, Susan, Daphne, Katie, even Neville and Tracey, they were strong, confident and in your face types, whereas Hannah was more the friend, support role that had far more charisma and could encourage the masses as much as Harry's own fame and power could. She would have a similar role to play in the future in his mind. Harry nearly burst into laughter at look on Neville's face at the skimpy black clad blonde who
Susan he made Maxima, her tight green outfit caused him to blush despite his control, the girl noticed this and smirked even with her face beet red from embarrassment. Maxima seemed like a good choice for his fiery tempered friend, she was in search of a mate to give her an heir in the comics, Susan in a way was doing the same, exploring the muggle world was like seeing an entirely new world for a pureblood. Feeling confident Susan pushed her chest out causing Harry to quickly turn to the next which was Luna, who seemed to be looking at herself in complete confusion, Harry thought she would take it the easiest but this didn't seem to be the case. Looking back to Susan as he pondered Luna he was again faced with her easily noticeable cleavage.
Shaking his head he closed his eyes before opening them again at Luna, who he made Raven, simply because she seemed to be emotionally cut off in a way. Not only that but her ability to see magical aura's could almost be stated as empathy, as magic comes off magical in waves when highly emotional, it was part of the reason purebloods are trained in such strict control. As intent is a large part of not only spellcasting but simple tact if dark magic waves poor off you when angry or soft comforting magic when calming down your child. After thinking it over Harry deduced she was shocked over the fact she was in a dark coloured robe instead of the bright ones he was sure she would wear, or perhaps she saw something odd with the charm he cast on her. None the less, Raven was an isolated individual with gifts focusing on emotions, Luna seemed to fit, plus seeing her in darker colours, Harry noticed she looked sort of cute in her own unique way.
A smirk made its way onto his face before he even turned to Daphne, who looked positively furious, he had made her Power girl, simply for the costume more than anything else, he knew it would rile her up, a perfect opening showing her cleavage, a short red skirt that left little to the imagination, not to mention the top was white, perfect for a simple water spell to entertain him further. It was almost like she could read his thoughts cause her eyes were practically screaming at him too reverse it, her body was beginning to shake and Harry's senses picked up a very slight vibration in the air, almost as if... his eyes widened and hers quickly followed realizing her slip. They sat their eying each other until Tracey said "Hey, so who am I supposed to be anyway, I like it"
Tracey he made Wonder Woman, as he knew she would like the costume even though she couldn't really relate to the character. He even conjured up a whip as well, that Harry noticed as he turned to her was in the girls hand, with a massive grin plastered on her face, stroking it like it was her favourite new toy. He was about to answer when a plan formed in his mind when he heard two boys talking about a muggle cartoon. From the sound of it they were also likely first years as well, probably went exploring, from the tones in their voices they must have somehow escaped pureblood scrutiny or had a way with words.
Even though Harry was fully aware they all, well all but Tracey seemed to realize that he had done. "Hey boobs" All the girls turned to him with glares, except Luna, Tracey just had a cheeky grin, he groaned "Ugh, need new nicknames, okay future potential partners, levitate me!" He stated enthusiastically and stood up facing the door. "Oh hang on, Ventus Pulsus" He muttered while pointing his wand at the conjured cape, it began to flow gently as if a small breeze was hitting it.
He could hear they were a few compartments away and he gave Susan a pleading look, causing her to sigh and raise her wand. Turning to Daphne, she just glared at him and also took out her wand, a small smirk was on her face. Then they all heard someone about to pass by the compartment.
Colin Creevey was shocked when he had discovered he was a wizard, he thought the kids at school were just trying to play a prank on him. But it was all real, magic was real, he might even become famous like Merlin, or that famous Harry Potter he had heard about since he entered the wizarding world. As luck would have it, he had made friends with another boy who was what he called, a half blood, someone who had a muggle parent and a magical one, Matthew Devon. The two became fast friends and Colin was glad that he had someone who could help him adjust, well that is if they ended up in the same house, which hopefully they did! If the professor he met was telling the truth, there would be many students who unlike them, thought the muggle world was the strange, fascinating place or some that hated it with a passion.
Both he and half the people on the train, many of them girls, he discovered, were desperately trying to find Harry Potter. After all, from what Colin understood, the boy was almost as famous as Merlin, fighting off a dark lord as only a baby! Colin even brought his old fashioned muggle camera with him, because apparently electronics didn't work in the muggle world, it didn't really make sense to him, if magic was real, surely they could find a way to make them work together. If he could just get a picture of Harry Potter and an Autograph!
Unfortunately neither of the boys or the frantic search parties had found him yet. Considering how famous he was, maybe he had a special way to get to the train, his dad always said celebrities did that, maybe Harry did too. They had given up and as they were walking back Colin had brought up a show he likes to watch, unfortunately Matt didn't know what it was but the boy was nice and asked him to describe it. So their trip back was full of Colin's excited explanation of his show, getting odd looks from all onlookers, wondering what the boy was talking about.
Then he happened to look into a compartment and gasped loudly "OH MY GOD, SUPERMAN IS REAL TOO" The boy shouted loudly, getting attention of all the fangirls, some heads popping out of cabins, some half dressed in shock as they spotted the boy pointing into a cabin they swore wasn't there before. As there, standing in front of Colin was the man of steel, floating with a confident grin, his hair slicked back, eyes literally glowing with power and muscles budging impressively with his arms folded just like in the comics.
Looking at the people surrounding Superman, Colin couldn't help but gasp even further, recognizing them all as well, then he saw Superman's smirk fade and pale slightly, confusing the boy greatly "OH MY GOD, I FOUND HARRY" Colin couldn't believe his ears, Harry Potter was also Superman, was there anything this icon couldn't do. Colin decided then and there, he had found his idol in life and snapped a picture before walking off in a daze, leaving the squealing fangirls trying to open the door.
"D-daphne, that was not necessary" Harry stated fearfully, as he noticed some muggleborns he recognized that weren't his fangirls the previous year, looking at him hungrily too. His own prank backfired completely, since as soon as Daphne had shouted her line, she had casted finite too cancel the spells on herself and the others, leaving only Harry, floating there in all his glory for the fangirls too see.
Harry turned back to the others to see them stifling their laughs, he raised his wand (The good one) and muttered out a loud "FINITE" the spells he cast vanished immediately. Including the spells the girls were using too keeping him afloat, causing him to land on his back.
Muttering curses under his breath that caused the others to laugh loudly, Tracey jumped on top of him, straddling his waist startling him greatly. "HE'S MINE BITCHES"
The roar of denial and rage was deafening and a loud bang shut everyone up immediately "EVERYONE RETURN TO YOUR CABINS IMMEDIATELY OR YOU WILL ALL SERVE DETENTIONS EVERY NIGHT FOR THE REST OF TERM" Someone, Harry assumed was a prefect yelled out to the quickly dispersing crowd. Many sending sly smiles too Harry or glares too each of the girls, a few stragglers looked like they were willing to take the risk but were dragged away by friends.
Hogsmeade station
The students were filing out in masses, Harry for the first time realized that for the size of the castle, that there were still so few students. It almost made him wonder if Riddle's ultimate goal wasn't too promote pureblood ideals but muggleborn, since his so called reign, there were so many muggleborn and halfblood students attending Hogwarts in comparison to purebloods compared to his days according to the books he read.
He barely paid attention to the silent war going on between the girls over who gets to get in the carriage with him, he had passed Luna on to Hagrid with a whisper of keep an eye on her, making the large man look at him with a twinkle in his eye. Something about it made him nervous but he ignored the feeling and followed the others to the carriages. In the end Daphne, Tracey and Susan went with him. Naturally this made Harry call out of the carriage "Don't do anything I would do Neville, she's only 12" He laughed loudly at the indignant 'Fuck you Potter' from two voices and swore a flash of light passed where his head was previously, he might have been imagining it though.
Hogwarts
Thankfully the girls seemed to want to talk to him either individually or just had nothing to ask as they sat silently during the ride up to the castle. He caught them eying him a few times but he took no notice of it, he didn't mind their eyes on him after all.
Once he walked through the great hall doors he mentally sighed as talk gradually ceased as they all noticed his presence. Just too put on a show for them all he gave Daphne, Tracey and Susan kisses on their cheeks, it seemed Tracey wasn't satisfied though. Catching him off guard, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him to her, catching her lips with his own, causing gasps and roars of rage to sweep throughout the hall "That was for the idea of the whip, we should try it out sometime" She slapped him on the arse before dragging the shell shocked Daphne too the SLytherin table. Hannah stood up and ran over to Susan who had produced her wand and was dragging the fuming redhead to their table.
Harry was also stunned not expecting that at all and literally stood stock still in the same position. A loud bang snapped him out of his stupor, as it was followed by a loud "SILENCE" After the voices calmed down, he continued much more gently "As exciting as your entrance was Mr Potter, could you take your seat"
With a sigh he knew he'd have to deal with it later, and he would rather do it later, much later if possible. So he ignored them all and walked confidently too his table, the talks all started at once but much quieter too not invoke the leader of the light's wrath again.
"HARRY" The boy in question let out a groan, he still couldn't figure Ron Weasley out. He was a nice enough boy, definitely friend material, but why was he so damn persistent about it. Thankfully he saw his other dorm mates with him so he wouldn't have to suffer completely "Mate, where were you, Seamus and Dean reckon they lost you once you got to the station. I spent ages trying to find you on the train. Then that bastard snake prefect wouldn't let me go near your compartment and -"
Harry naturally sent the pair questioning looks and they held their hands up as if to say 'Mate, the guys worse than your fangirls, what did you expect?'. Looking at Ron who was oblivious to the quick interaction between the boys and was still droning on he cut Ron off "Daphne's dad put a temporary glamour charm on us, you probably couldn't even recognize us Ron" He said it so sarcastically that everyone in earshot seemed to get it and Harry heard the sniggers, but Ron seemed completely convinced and had a massive smile on his face. Soon enough he began a detailed description of his trip to Hogwarts from the Burrow.
Soon enough, with much ignoring certain people, one third year brunette in detail as his hearing at perked up a conversation about who Tracey was. He heard multiple footsteps becoming louder, he looked too the great hall doors and inwardly sighed as he was clearly being watched as silence quickly followed. A few moments later the great hall doors opened loudly, allowing Professor McGonagall and the soon to be first years into the room. Harry spotted Luna quickly, he tried to catch her eye but when she didn't seem to look at him, he pulsed a bit of his magic and her eyes snapped to him. Sending her a cheeky smirk he winked at her, she blushed lightly and then looked towards the head table with a furrowed brow.
Following her gaze he saw Dumbledore looking intently at the first years, surely he didn't probe all their untrained minds, if Luna could see Aura's that meant he was doing something magical, legilmency was a good guess. Frowning deeply he tuned out all conversation around him and tried to focus his hearing on Dumbledore to hear him mutter "- have her mother's gift after all, it is untrained though. Hmmm, must keep her away from him, she could disrupt –"
"HARRY, LOOK IT'S MY SISTER" Harry felt like punching Ron at that moment as the voice was so loud it actually hurt his eardrums. Looking at the first years again he saw Ginny looking shyly in his direction, he sent her a smile and she beamed back, seeming to become extremely confident as Harry Potter smiled at her.
Focussing on Dumbledore again he heard "=loyal to me, perfect choice-" Anything further was broken by the voice of the sorting hat. He tired ignoring the song it was singing too focus on the headmasters still continuous mutters but he got nothing at all. Cursing mentally he was startled when the hat yelled "HARRY POTTER" once the song ended, silencing the cheers that had erupted once more.
Everyone, including the teachers and headmaster looked at the hat in shock. "YOU HEARD ME, HERE CHILD... I WILL NOT SORT ONE STUDENT UNTIL YOU COME HERE... NOW" The hat bellowed, the murmurs became yells amongst the students, many believing it too be some sort of prank. Snape was the leader in this regard and was quite openly cursing Harry for such an attention seeking attempt.
Harry cursed his luck, of course nothing would go perfectly, he couldn't figure out what the hat might want. Yes it did ask him to visit him, that he didn't actually do but still he got up and sheepishly walked up to the stool, sending an apologetic smile to Professor McGonagall "Only you Mr Potter" She muttered with a smirk of her own, she too believing it was a prank.
'Was that really necessary?' Harry thought with annoyance. Mental chuckling soon followed, Harry knowing the drill, allowed the hat access to his mind.
'Hmmm, so she has taken an interest in you, a great one at that' The hat murmured and Harry's eyes were wide, this hat knew Morgana too. 'Of course boy, I am far older than this school despite rumours surrounding my creation, this site may be where I was made, but that does not include this structure that rests here. Interesting, as you wish milady'
Harry was about too retort he was no lady when he heard the hat yell "YES YOU ARE DEFINETLY WORTHY MR POTTER"
Harry felt something hit his head and he muttered out "What the f-" As he raised the hat and felt the grip of something. Removing the hat completely he pulled out a fancy looking sword, it's handle made of what appeared to be silver, with large rubies, at closer inspection runes were scattered all over the hilt. Near that, the inscription caught his attention, for in celtic writing was the name 'Gryffindor' "Merlin's balls, it's Gryffindor's sword" Harry exclaimed loudly.
As soon as he stated the name the runes light up brightly, so brightly that no one could look at the light. Harry felt a case of déjà vu as he suddenly heard a voice "So you were the one she predicted would come one day, the runes have accepted you, the hat has accepted you, clearly she has accepted you too. Yes you are definitely the one, you are even from my own line, an honour if there ever was one. Yes I accept you as well, Harry Potter, warrior of fate. With this, my task is done, good luck"
Like his trips too Merlin and Morgana, this felt somewhat similar, yet different at the same time. The light died down and the glow on the sword slowly faded too. He turned to see the entire hall watching him in surprise "Uh, hey there, please ignore me and the sword. Continue with the sorting" Harry was trying to figure out how to make the sword go somewhere else, it would be annoying lugging it around. As soon as he thought it the sword vanished from sight. Blinking a few times in surprise, Harry thought of the sword in his hand and it reappeared "Fancy" He willed it away again before casually walking back and taking his seat again. "What? Am I naked?"
AN: I know, shorter chapter than I was hoping for, but I thought it best to end it here.