Hello everyone. I have some news that may not be what you hoped for. Moving forward, the upcoming chapter will be shorter than the previous one. Unfortunately, I have limited time to dedicate to this Fanfic, but I still want to ensure you all can enjoy it. To maintain consistency, I've decided to make the updates more frequent but shorter in length. Please keep in mind not to have high expectations.
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Chapter 5
Vernon Dursley sat in his worn-out armchair, his mustache twitching with irritation. His beefy fists clenched tightly; he glanced around the living room, his domain, where everything had to be just so. The sound of dishes clinking in the kitchen echoed through the house, a stark contrast to the tense silence that enveloped the room.
His wife Petunia stood by the fireplace, her eyes fixed on the family portrait hanging above the mantel. Her hands trembled slightly as she clenched and unclenched them, battling her internal struggle. Today was the day she had finally found the strength to confront Vernon about how they should treat Harry.
"Vernon," Petunia began, her voice shaking but resolute, "We need to talk."
Vernon grunted, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "I hope this isn't about that boy."
Petunia took a deep breath, steeling herself for the confrontation. "Yes, it's about Harry. He's our nephew, and he deserves better."
Vernon's face reddened, his nostrils flaring. "Deserves better? That ungrateful boy has caused nothing but trouble since the day he set foot in this house! We've given him food, shelter, and a roof over his head. What more does he want?"
"He needs love, Vernon," Petunia replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "He needs to feel like he belongs, that he is wanted, he's part of this family."
Vernon slammed his hand down on the armrest; his face contorted with anger. "He will never be a part of this family, Petunia! He's a freak, a burden. We've done enough by keeping him here."
Tears rose in Petunia' her husband. "He's just a child, Vernon. He needs love and support. We can't keep treating him horribly."
Dudley, their son, entered the room, sensing the tension in the air. His eyes darted between his parents; uncertainty etched on his face. "What's going on?"
Vernon turned to Dudley, his voice laced with anger. "Your mother has lost her mind, Dudley. She wants us to change the way we treat that freak nephew of ours."
Dudley frowned, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Why? Harry is nothing but a freak!"
Vernon and Dudley exchanged glances, their faces reflecting a mix of anger, frustration, and uncertainty. Finally, Vernon spoke, his voice filled with bitterness.
"Fine! If you're so desperate to coddle that boy, then you do it on your own, but do not expect me to follow in your footstep."
Vernon's face twisted with anger and disappointment as he stormed out of the room, his heavy footsteps echoing through the house. Petunia watched her husband and son leave, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions.
Is this what Lily meant when she said that Vernon was no good for her?
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[Hogwarts – Ravenclaw Common Room]
Harry was nowhere to be found. As Susan and Neville joined Hermione in the common room, they were astonished by Harry's abilities. While Hermione's shock was expected as she is a Muggle-born, Neville and Susan, both born into the Wizarding world, were surprised by the things Harry had accomplished the previous night.
"Have you ever seen anything like it before?" asked Susan. She was sure that even her Aunt, the head of the DMLE, could not do what Harry did. "This is amazing!"
"Are we sure it was not just an illusion?" asked Neville. It was unbelievable for him. "Because it being an illusion is more believable."
"I don't know about you guys, but I think it's true," said Hermione. She was picture-perfect of calm, which was suddenly broken. "I can't believe that the multiverse theory is real!"
The other night, Harry showed them a glimpse of another Earth, another version of themselves. Harry thought it was fun to be a bit of a tease. He showed them enough to know that it wasn't them they were seeing, but it was not enough to satiate their curiosity about their other version.
Of course, the world that Harry showed them was a world of light. He was not about to show them a dark world. He is given information about whether the world is light or dark with his wand.
"Do you think we can ask Harry if he could show us more?" asked Susan. She was curious. She wanted to know more about the parallel world. "This is seriously unheard of. Harry was able to open a window to another world!"
"You know, I am only making a speculation here, but I think Harry can do more than that," said Hermione. She saw him make a slight smirk when he saw their reaction. "I think he can bring us to this world. I don't have proof, but I have a gut feeling about it."
"After seeing something like that, I'm not even going to be surprised." Said Neville. He couldn't believe that someone their age was capable of such magic. There was nothing capable of shocking him from now on. Or so he thinks. "By the way, what class do we have this morning?"
"We have flight this morning," said Hermione. She was dreading this day ever since she learned that wizards and witches do fly with brooms. "Maybe it isn't as bad as I am imagining."
"I'm quite jealous of Harry," said Susan. She was jealous of Harry's wings! She wanted one! She then blushed. "He was very cute when he showed us his wings."
This was another shocking thing that Neville and the other two were shown. They didn't know what a Spirit Bone was, but they were sure it was not a thing before Harry. This is one of the reasons why Hermione believes that Harry could hop to other worlds.
"See! This is one of the reasons why I believe he could go to other worlds!" said Hermione. She could tell from Susan and Neville that the wings of Harry were not something from the Wizarding world. "Maybe I can ask him to bring us on an adventure in another world. That should be quite fun!".
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[Godric's Hollow – Potter House]
Harry was able to leave Hogwarts undetected. It was quite easy with his skill set.
Looking around the house, it reminded him of a distant memory. It was a painful memory, but it was the only memory of his parents. However, one can tell from his eyes that it would not be the only memory he would have with them soon.
When Harry was training with Jaune, he was taught something he thought he would never have a use for since he had Arc of Embodiment, but with Jaune's explanation, he realized something crucial. Although Jaune did not say it outright, he knew the smirk on his teacher's face was confirmation. Using the Arc of Embodiment, he could use the ability known as Trace On to gain the data of his parent's full history and makeup. Through that, he could forge them a new body.
One problem Arc of Embodiment was not capable of creating living beings. So, how does he bypass that? It was homework that Jaune left him with. However, he was reassured that it was possible, as Jaune himself once did it to resurrect the mother of his best friend.
"Damn it! Why couldn't you have told me how to do the entire process!" shouted Harry. He knew why Jaune didn't tell him, but it was frustrating. "I guess there is no point in dwelling on it now. It's not like I have the magic reserve to make a human body in the first place. It would take time before I have enough magic to accomplish that".
Using his magic, Harry restored the house to its original form. No more is the destroyed house, which was now replaced by a lovely but empty home. The only thing remaining was the bones of Lily and James Potter.
Harry stared at the bones and spoke a few words.
"Trace on!"
