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Harry was nervous about going to school. He guessed that was why on August 31st he had another dream.
Harry opened his eyes in Heaven again. He was walking down a long stair that seemed to wind on forever. But eventually he came to a landing. It was dark, dank and very creepy. He opened the door and looked about inside. It was a well furnished room, looking like a nice office if it wasn't for the creepy feeling and the dim lighting it would have been nice.
Sitting on a loveseat on the other side of the room was a man who looked to be in his prime but was pale as any ghost. His inky black hair was much the same color as Harry's when he was back in his own body. It was neither short nor shaggy and seemed to almost be alive. When Raguel approached he looked up with soft amber eyes.
"You asked for me brother?" Raguel said.
The man nodded and motioned for him to sit. Harry walked over and sat beside the angel. Harry was worried he would feel just as dead as he looked but like all angels he radiated a warmth. They sat in companionable silence for untold amounts of time for time meant very little to immortals.
Finally the other spoke. "Death has asked me to come to earth."
Raguel looked at him. "Do you wish to go?"
"I... I have mixed feelings brother. That is why I asked for you." He looked Harry in the eyes and he could see the conflict there. "What is most right and just?" He asked
Raguel sighed. He closed his eyes. Harry was a bit shocked as he felt the archangel's powers. They were much like his magic only lighter and much stronger. They washed over the other and Harry could feel so many things he couldn't understand. He felt like he should know what these reading meant but he didn't. "Azrael. There is no right answer to your question. There are many souls that can be helped by you being here. But there are many that would benefit from you being among the mortals. I know which I would have you choose and which benefits the world the most." He sighed
Azrael nodded. "I will not be gone forever Raguel. I will still come and see you."
"Ahh but visits are not the same as looking out from the spire and watching ALL my brothers at once now is it?" Raguel smiled. Then he turned away turning to his own thoughts. "We will all have to take our time among the mortals. IF we are to love them as is our orders then we must first understand them. Don't just go and wonder invisible brother. Find a vessel and learn about man. That is what Father would want you to do."
"Will you one day go to the mortal world?" He asked sounded much younger than any mortal would say the angel of death had any right to.
"I feel that I shall but I have no precognitive skills so I know not when or why." He told his brother honestly. "I have made a few short trips but never stayed as you will. Learn about them, love them, but do not stray. I will not have one of my brothers falling is that clear. The world needs you too much for you to lose your way. If you feel as though you are come back up here for guidance."
Azrael smiled and hugged Raguel. "No brother I will not fall. I see not how any angel can so long as they have your love and honor to guide them."
Raguel actually blushed. "I do no more than what is asked of me." He said embarrassed. "Now let us prepare you for your journey and look out onto the mortal realm for you a vessel."
With that they both left Azrael's dank room and headed back to the viewing room. There were two vast pools one sparkling blue the other a sick, dark, red. They walked over and looked down into the blue trying to ignore the red. Harry saw earth as it looked in pictures from space but there were so many colored dots on it that he knew weren't part of the land. As they zoomed in the lights became recognizable as people, not just humans but all souls that were on Earth. Harry was fascinated. Just as they were closing in on a city in what looked like Russia Harry awoke.
Harry was panting the looking pool gave him the sensation of flying. It was amazing. He hoped riding a broom was like that. Not for the first time Harry wished he had wings of his own like Raguel.
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Harry told his family all about Azrael and the pool that showed the souls of earth all the way to King's Cross station. Dudley and Harry hugged for a long while before he left to cross onto the platform. This would be the first time since they could remember where they wouldn't see each other every day. They promised to write at least once a week. Aunt Petunia had tears in her eyes as she hugged him and Uncle Vernon shook his hand then pulled him into a hug. He told Harry to be careful and not let those fools bully him.
Harry smiled at his family and after one more group hug ran into the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Once he had vanished Petunia hugged Vernon. "I hope they don't try and corrupt him. Harry's such a good boy."
"He's tough. I wouldn't doubt the first fool that uses one of those words you told him about will get their teeth knocked in." Vernon replied.
"Yeah. I hope he gets expelled so we can go to school together again." Dudley said sadly. He would rather learn magic at home with Harry than be apart from him.
His mom and dad hugged him. They understood how close the boys were. Just as they were about to leave some crazy read head came through shouting about muggles and asking her obviously touched daughter about the platform number.
They felt a bit of pity for the red heads. And saw some of the others on the platform agreed with them. Petunia made a mental note to tell Harry to be careful of this family. You can never be to sure with the obviously unstable
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Meanwhile Harry was looking about at the cool but less than he expected train. He thought there would be more magic than just a train. Like some awesome tubes that would shoot you from one place to another like mail tubes do. This more more like the time he had rode the tube than awesome air powered mail delivery. He sighed and climbed on board. He found a compartment with 3 boys in it about his age. One was dark, dark skin, dark hair, dark eyes. Another was a ginger, reddish brown hair, blue eyes and pale skin with freckles on his nose. The last was a blonde, also pale but no freckles, he had soft brown eyes.
"Hi guys mind if I join you?" Harry asked
"Sure." the dark boy replied. "I'm Dean, Dean Thomas."
He took the offered hand. "I'm Harry and by the way no I don't remember killing the dark idiot."
"Your Harry Potter!" the red head exclaimed.
"Yeah." He said showing the scar. "But I'm not all famous or anything. My uncle is having all those books retracted because they were printed illegally. And you are?"
"Seamus... Finnigan. Nice to meet you."
"Terry Boot." The blonde said.
The four boys spent the most ride chatting to one another. Dean and Harry had just gotten into an argument about football teams when a girl opened the door.
"I'm looking for a toad. A boy named Neville lost one." She said
"Sorry. We haven't left the compartment." Harry replied. "Seamus and I both have owls and I don't know about yours but Hedwig here would eat a toad."
"Oh." The girl said looking down as though she hadn't thought to that. "Alright."
"Hey you didn't give up your name miss." Dean said.
"Yeah. We can help you find the toad. Not that listening to these two go on about football isn't riveting." Seamus said with an eye roll. Terry giggled behind his hand.
"I'm Hermione Granger." She said. "Thank you for helping."
"Sure thing. I'm Harry Potter but trust me the books have it all wrong." He took her hand and kissed it as he had seen the goblins do to his Aunt.
"Seamus Finnigan." He kissed her hand as well.
"Dean Thomas and the shy one here is Terry Boot." Dean added also kissing her hand. Terry just ducked his head he was painfully shy.
Hermione blushed at all the attention. But soon got back on track. She had them split up and search for the missing toad named Trevor.
Harry ended up successful when he asked 3 older girls with red and gold uniforms if they had seen the toad. The eldest a dark tan girl with black hair and brown eyes spoke up. "I've not seen the toad but if we have his name I can summon it." She offered pulling out her wand.
"Sure. His name is Trevor." Harry told her.
She nodded. She flicked her wand and said. "Accio Trevor the Toad." She held her wand waiting and sure enough after a few moments a large brown toad came floating through the air.
The dark skinned girl beside her conjured a small terrarium to place the toad in before handing it over the Harry
"Thank you all so much. I'm Harry by the way." He said holding out his hand
"I'm Alicia." the girl who summoned Trevor said.
"Katie Bell." The youngest girl said. She was light skinned with dark brown hair and blue eyes.
"And I'm Angelina." the dark girl said last.
Harry kissed all their hands. "Well I really have to get this back to Neville he was missing it something awful." the girls smiled and nodded.
Once Harry was gone. "Griffin or Puff for sure." Alicia said.
"He'll be in our house." Angelina said. "Only a Gryffindor would have the balls to ask 3 older girls for help all alone."
"I have to agree. And he has the potential to be very cute in the future." Katie said with a giggle. "We'll have to take him under our wings"
The others gave her an almost sinister smile. "All boys need to be well trained. We'll have Harry perfect boyfriend material by second year." Alicia said. All 3 girls laughed.
Harry felt a shiver of dread go down his back not long after leaving the girls. He was beginning to wonder if asking them for help was a mistake. 'Oh well to late now Harry.' He thought.
Neville was glad to be reunited with Trevor and to have a place to keep him. Hermione and Neville joined the other boys for the rest of the trip. Hermione was quite good at steering Harry, Dean and Seamus away from sports while talking with the very shy but extremely smart Terry.
The rest of the train ride was uneventful and soon enough they arrived. Harry led his friends off the train to toward the large man that was calling for all first years. The man was huge 7 or 8 feet at least. Harry couldn't help but gape up at him.
Dean, Harry and Terry took one boat with Hermione, Neville and Seamus in the other. The castle was amazing, but Harry felt much less awed than the others. He shrugged, nothing really compared to Heaven. About half way there Harry felt something inside him shift. It was like he had walked under a curtain of warm water. He shivered 'That must be the wards I read about' he thought.
Once they were on the other side the group of new friends stood together behind Hagrid. Harry being the only one brave enough to walk close to the large intimidating man. He pounded on the door so hard Harry was amazed they didn't disintegrate with the force. After only a moment the doors swung open revealing an older woman who seemed very strict.
McGonagall, as she was named by the giant, lead them into the castle which would be their home for the next 10 months. She gave them a brief rundown on how things were suppose to work. That your house would be your family. Harry rolled his eyes. His house may be his family when he graduated but there was no way he was going to trust or rely on these strangers like they were the Dursleys just because a Scott told him to. Trust and respect had to be earned.
Once they were gone a tall redhead started spouting about wrestling a troll to tell what house you'll be in. Harry snorted. "He is a fool." Hermione said narrowing her eyes.
"And you don't suffer fools do you." Harry stated more than asked. Dean chuckled.
The redhead hadn't heard their quite conversation and was still going on about how he was going to take it down so fast they would name him prefect right away. Thankfully he was shut up by ghosts arriving and scaring the daylights out of most of the children. Before much more than a quick squeal could be uttered McGonagall was back.
She led them into the hall. Hermione was chattering on about the enchanted ceiling. Harry was looking around. All the magic in the very air was making his blood sing.
Once they were all in a tattered hat began to sing (insert sorting song A... I'm not a song writer). The idiot red mummered about his brothers playing a trick on him.
Their names were called alphabetically. Harry made a point to memorize all the people's names, house and faces. It was much easier to make friends if you knew a bit about someone to start with. First from his group was Terry. The hat barely touched his head before calling out Ravenclaw. Seamus was next and a Gryffindor. Hermione was also a Gryffindor, and Neville too. Terry looked upset that all his new friends would be in the red and gold house.
Harry walked up ignoring all the talk. Once the hat was on his head Harry found himself sitting in Raphael's grove in Heaven. "What's going on here?" He asked since unlike the other times he had seen this place he was still Harry not Raguel.
"What an interesting mind you have here." An old Scott in a blue and green kilt. He was standing on the other side of the grove.
"Who are you?" Harry asked defensive. He looked around for Raphael. The teen may be older and an archangel but Harry felt like he should protect the boy.
"Don't be alarmed. I am Daran, the sorting hat." the man said calmly. "Most of the time the children who's heads I'm set on don't have such depth to their minds yet."
Harry looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Most children, or people in general have a jumbled mess of a mind. Their thoughts and memories have no organization. They are all just floating about, running around like excited puppies. A few have well organized minds. Most with memories arranged like books in a library or paintings in a gallery. Nearly none have an entire mind scape like this. I can tell there are many more 'places' in your mind but this is the only I can travel to."
Harry looked at him. "What does that mean?"
"That you have powerful magic and a very, very active and detailed imagination. It's easy for you to recall facts, places, ect in an instant is it not?"
"Yes."
"This highly detailed and organized mind is why." Daran explained
"Oh. So what now?"
"I cannot view your memories and therefore cannot sort you."
"Do I have to go back home then?" Harry asked dejected.
Daran laughed. "No son. You have to show me around your mind. Don't worry I can't tell anyone else anything I see."
"How?"
"Take my hand and then just think of were you want to go."
They traveled around heaven, Privet Drive, and around Saint Mary's (Harry and Dudley's Catholic school). Daran watched many memories of Harry's young life and of the dreams he was having. He said nothing about those dreams though.
Once they returned to the grove Daran spoke. "Harry you have the qualities of all 4 houses. You are very bright, more loyal and honorable than anyone I have ever seen. Your also cunning and ambitious. But I think you would do the most good in either Gryffindor or Slytherin. Both houses need to learn the meaning of justice and forgiveness."
Harry nodded. "I would rather be in the same house as most of my new friends."
"Alright. IF you would like to talk again call for a Hogwarts house elf and ask them to bring me to you. But only do this in private."
"Yes sir." Harry replied with a smile. The grove seemed to fade and Harry was once again in the great hall on the small stool. The hat... Daran shouted Gryffindor.
Harry stood handing the hat to McGonagall then headed over to sit between Neville and Seamus. He looked over to Ravenclaw and saw Terry looking heart broken. He was going to make it up to the boy and make sure to stay his friend.
After the stupid redhead was sorted into Gryffindor and an equally tall dark tanned boy ended up in Slytherin the Headmaster stood. When he just called out nonsense Harry looked around the table.
"Is that nutter really our headmaster?" Harry asked one of the older boys.
"He's not a nutter. That's Albus Dumbledore he's the most powerful wizard in the world." An older redhead who looked similar to the idiot just sorted said.
"So was Hitler, Vald Dracula, and Genghis Khan. Doesn't mean they weren't all nutters." Harry replied
"They were muggles." the red head said with a superior air.
"Human is human. If you want to spout pureblood nonsense McGonagall will have your badge Percy." Alicia told him.
"Yeah we thought Mathew would be better anyway." Angelina said. "At least he wouldn't be such an arse about it."
"Hey now I want no part in this." A large blonde boy down the table said.
Percy sputtered. He couldn't lose his badge nit the first day of classes.
"I agree with Harry." Neville said shyly. "Dumbledore may not be crazy be he isn't all there. That's what my Gran says."
"Yeah my Mum says he's a few marbles shy of a set." Seamus added.
Hermione looked at them. "But all the books I've read says he's a genius."
"Just because he is or WAS a genius doesn't mean he's not a nutter. You should know there is a very fine line between genius and insanity. I mean look at Tesla without him there would be not radio or tv but the man refused to touch round objects. And Michelangelo refused to bathe, or change his clothes."
Hermione stared at him for a long moment. "Alright I concede there is a fine line between genus and insanity."
"Yes and most genus like to skip rope with it." Harry added with a smile. One of his history teachers had told him that. Several of the students near by chuckled at that.
Once the feast was over Dumbledore stood to make the actual announcements. Harry thought he was even more mad. He would be writing Aunt Petunia to see if his mom had mentioned of limit places that lead to painful deaths.
After that nauseating speech on top of the too heavy food most of the children ate they head to the dorms. Percy the prick decided that he could power walk them there nearly losing all the first years a time or two and not bothering to tell them how to make their way back to the great hall or to anywhere else for that matter.
Harry was glad to finally get to his dorm room, write his letter and head to bed. About 10 minutes after laying down Harry wondered if Raguel would begrudge him for suffocating Weasley for snoring louder than a jet engine. Harry got back out of bed and added a request for ear plugs to his letter home. He then took his comforter and pillow to camp out in the common room.
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AN: Harry is intelligent in this fic and Ron is WAY to immature. He is going to get bashed a bit. Percy is a jerk. But the rest of the Weasley's will be left alone.