Harry Potter is the White Diamond Prince
Chapter 8: Operation Deaging.
A/N: Alas, the previous 7 chapters created by Arsao are done. Now, I can construct my new ones from scratch and pick up the story where it left off 6 years ago. Also, if anyone is wondering why I came up with this idea, it's because I thought it would be a cool take on the fact that Harry would be an actual Boy when he defeats Voldemort, hey he's called the Boy-Who-Lived, not the Boy-Whose-Almost-A-Manchild-Who-Lived. Make sure to review on how well the story is going and I'll thank you for it.
Credits (these will be kept from this point onward in the beginning of the chapters. It's a way of thanking.)
Arsao Tome: Original Concept and Story.
computerman275: Adoption and new chapters.
J.K. Rowling: Creation of the Harry Potter series.
Stan Lee: Creator of the entire Marvel Universe, including the X-Men.
Rick Riordan: Creator of the PJATO series.
Anyway, now that's out of the way, let's get started.
Olympus, 6:15pm, July 31st, 1994...
Flashback...
Harry, his godfather, and his friends were all dressed and ready for Olympus, as today, they were going to celebrate Harry's 14th birthday, and the first one they'd actually be with Harry instead of being in different destinations due to various reasons, but now, they were ready to relax.
"Okay, let's go." said Sirius, and so they transported their way to Olympus.
End flashback...
Unbeknownst to the 12 witches and wizards, one man was watching them as they took off towards Olympus. He had been in incognito throughout his time, stalking Harry and his actions from rooftops or otherwise through glass windows. The man himself was a death eater, although he discarded his robes and kept his wand in a locked safe in his apartment in order to make it look like he was a common oridinary Muggle.
The death eater himself was an American wizard named Daniel Patterson. He had auburn hair with blue eyes, caucasian skin, and was dressed like a district attorney, with a white striped red tie, a buttoned up white shirt, and black pants with business shoes on.
Earlier the same day, he was one of the several death eaters who had conducted a meeting with Peter Pettigrew, the one who betrayed the Potters to Lord Voldemort himself.
Flashback...
In the kitchen of the Malfoy Manor, there were multiple people sitting in the chairs in the massive dinner table, although no plates or anything were present besides the guest's hands. The people sitting there included Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco, Bellatrix Lestrange, her husband Rodolphus, Barty Crouch Jr., Rodolphus's brother Rabastan, Severus Snape, and Daniel. They were all waiting for Peter Pettigrew to arrive, and some people such as Bellatrix Lestrange and Draco Malfoy were becoming impatient.
"When is that rodent fool coming? I've been sitting here for almost 30 minutes!" Draco complained, showing how much of an impatient brat he was.
"Patience, Draco! Pettigrew has to be careful not to reveal himself to public, or else he'll be caught." Lucius said, trying to quiet his son.
"Pettigrew has to be careful to not be caught or his little ass will be in jail." Bellatrix mimiced with a baby voice, being a vicious woman.
"Bellatrix, relax." Rodolphus demanded.
Just then, Pettigrew himself finally arrived, and walked towards the table. He then sat down at the end of it. He was dressed in all black, especially with his buttoned shirt.
"Good morning, Mr. Pettigrew." Daniel said with a friendly voice.
"Morning, Mr. Patterson." Pettigrew replied.
"Alright, Peter. What was so important that he had to skip breakfast so badly?" Rabastan interuppted, wanting to go back to his home and finish any paperwork.
Pettigrew sighed. "Well, anyway, I just found that Voldemort himself is not dead, he was found in a very weakened state in the Albanian Forest."
The news shocked the entire group of death eaters. How could Voldemort be around now?
"How is he still alive?"
"He originally possessed Quirrel before he fled his body after Dumbledore came to help Potter. For 2 years he spent waiting for someone to arrive, and because I faked my death and came to him, he needed a way to stay alive. So I agreed with him to use a old Dark Magic to return him to full strength, although it'll take some time."
While most of the death eaters look puzzled as to how he didn't have proof, Daniel and Lucius were very convinced that the Dark Lord could rise again.
"Is that it?" Daniel asked, thinking that this couldn't end here.
"Somewhat. I however have thought of something today." The room fled in silence, this time, everyone tried to listen.
Peter then began. "I have thought about this, and I need your ideas."
Bellatrix spoke first. "What is it?"
Peter grinned, showing some lame buck teeth. "Before we return the Lord to his original form, we should conduct a way on how to weaken Potter so once the Dark Lord himself is alive and well again, he would fufill the prophecy by killing him. And since Harry would be weakened, he'd have no chance against him."
It was just silent again for 3 minutes, although it felt like 3 hours. What did he have in mind?
In a slimy toad voice, Snape broke the silence. "So in terms of this...'weakening', what exactly do you have in mind?"
Peter looked annoyed, "I said I need your ideas, so it could be anything, as long as it can weaken Harry, and it can't be countered or reversed."
"We could obliviate Potter." Draco said.
"No! That can be treated by his friends and doctors, and most of his memory would be back in a jiffy, plus his psychical strength would be still be in tact. How about something potion related?" Pettigrew barked.
Daniel lifted from his seat. "I have an idea for a potion, Mr. Pettigrew. It's a deaging potion."
Pettigrew lifted an eyebrow. "Deaging potion?"
Daniel was nervous, but continued. "Y-yes, Pettigrew, it's a rare type of potion. It's rare because in the 1600s when it was discovered for the first time, the inventors sold the recipe towards the public to test out their new creation. Unfortunately, many people used the potion as ways to commit theft, pranks, and various other crimes or harassment. There's only a few books in the world nowadays that sold them, and they were all buried in caves. I however, managed to go into one of the caves and recover a book."
Pettigrew took the time to think about what he just heard, but then nodded. "Okay, I like the idea, but what will it cause Harry to go through?"
"Yes, like will it cause him to become less powerful, will this make sure he's more vulnerable?" Lucius asked.
"O-of course. The potion can cause normal effects like the drinker to go back into childhood, making him weaker, and not be able to use any magic or powers. We just need to place it into his drink, and he'll become a target easier to kill, as he'll have no magic, no way to protect himself, and the job of getting to him would be like capturing a rabbit."
Most of the members clapped, others sat quietly.
"Okay, lets give it a shot." Daniel would've jumped up in joy if the next thing didn't emerge from the small man's mouth. "Are there any drawbacks?"
Daniel turned around almost instantly and started sweating profusely, and looking nervous to the point he could've screamed bloody murder. "Um...no sir." Peter gave Daniel a stern look.
Daniel calmed down, but looked very depressed. "Y-y-y-yes. Three, 1 with size, 1 with ingredients, 1 with permenant condition.
1. There are two sizes that can be considered towards the making of the potion. There's a full size and a half size. The full size would regress the drinker to the size of an infant, while the half size would divide their current age by half. Since it's Harry's 14th birthday, if he was given the potion, he'd regress to the age of 7.
2. This ties in with the first drawback, and sadly...I only have the ingredients to make the half potion. If I had all of them, I could make a full potion. But sadly, I don't.
3. The most important one. If it was the inventor's choice, the potion can be charmed or not, but it must be carefully done. If the potion is charmed successfully, the drinker will be permenantly regressed to the age they shrunk to. Fail, and so is the potion."
Peter nodded. "Do you have any contact with a wizard that can help us with our plan?"
"Yes, Magnus Toffeeney."
Severus looked up. "Funny, Magnus has successfully created many potions and had tamed multiple creatures to his task since his graduation since 1979. Perhaps he could give us assistance if we ask."
"Severus! Magnus has refused to partake in the Wizarding War, and if he believes that our request has anything to do with the wizards or Potter, he'll automatically refuse to help, and my trust with him will be dropped faster than a squirrel climbing the top of a castle." Daniel screeched. He just had Magnus be a friend of his since last year, he didn't want to become enemies with him now.
"Then what should we tell him?" Rabastian asked annoyed.
It took 30 minutes before they came to a conclusion. What would they tell him? They couldn't walk in and say that they wanted this done so they could help the Dark Lord. Magnus already has a bit of trust lacking with Daniel since he knows of the Death Eaters, so what could they tell him.
"How about we tell him that we wanted to test a rare type of potion for our exitement, and that it would be used on animals like bears and rats?" Draco volunteered, looking at Pettigrew with a shit eating grin.
"You know? That's actually a little suspicious, but not very bad." Daniel said, although he could tell they needed a bit more encouragement in order for Magnus to drop his guard.
"Alright." Peter began, "Severus, and I shall go to Magnus's home to ask him to conduct the potion, and if successful, he'll continue with the plan. Fail, and well, we're fucked." He then looked at Daniel, "Danny, if this plan goes well, I'll be expecting you to be outside Olympus tonight. If there, an owl will deliver you a letter, and the potion if the plan is successful. We may not be fully trustworthy with Magnus, but we're still gonna put this plan into action."
"Wait a minute, Pettigrew. The sorcerer supreme, multiple guests, Sirius, students of Hogwarts, and multiple other people are going to be attending the party. How are we gonna make sure Daniel gives Potter the potion, and successfully drink it without someone else drinking it, and not having a full report?" Rodolphus asked, thinking it was going to according to plan.
Peter smirked. "Well that's the part where Daniel will come in, Rodolphus. At least one of the guests will be arriving a little early to the party, so he's going to need to knock out or kill the guest and steal his clothing, and if necessary, have a Polyjuice Potion with him to disguise himself if the guest looks awfully different." he then turned to Daniel again, "Daniel, you'll be getting the letter, and the two potions at night. The first potion will be a knockout potion, which must be given to the Sorcerer Supreme so he doesn't find you carrying any dark magic or anything magic related for that matter. Once he's unconscious, place him in an area like the bathroom, or a closet in the far back. The second potion will be the deaging potion, which you must find a way to carefully place the contents into either Harry's mouth, or his drink if he has one."
"Yes sir." Daniel replied, "Oh, and by the way," Daniel pulled out his wand, and reached into his left pants pocket. What came out was a tiny backpack. Daniel then made the backpack slide onto the table, before he released a charm at it. The backpack grew into average sized. "You'll find the ingredients in there." Daniel opened it up, and to Peter's suprise, he was right.
"Okay, Mr. Patterson, see you tomorrow morning. Dismissed." And so the death eaters left the manor, except the Malfoy's.
End Flashback...
Daniel had spent the last hour trying to wait for Harry and his friends to be at Olympus, as he didn't want to wait for them at the party being set up because his patience would disappear quickly. Getting the guest's clothes weren't easy, as the guest put up a good fight, almost like he spent a year in the army. Thankfully, he managed to defeat the guest when he dodged a punch and snapped his arm. Then he pulled out a pair of barb wire, and strangled him. He was lucky as well that this occurred in the back alley of a radio station, as no one could hear him. He then stripped the body of its clothes, before he placed the original outfit he was wearing on it. Once the clothing swap was done, he shoved the body into a body bag, and then, he dumped the bag into a dumpster. He then spent the past few hours in disguise, making sure to not participate in the battle that was going on between Harry, some Avengers, and the Death Eaters.
Now he was standing outside Olympus, the area he needed to go in. But without any contact, little could be done. He was thankful though that the guest looked similar to him, otherwise the potion would needed to be taken.
While he was waiting, an owl flew by his left. He looked up, and saw a barn owl flying. It eventually stopped once it was above him. Then it dropped a small box in front of his very nice shoes.
"Alright, finally." He muttered, before he pulled out a pocket knife and crouched down to start cutting open the box. When he opened it up, there was a letter and two potions. 'Great! The potion was a success.' he thought to himself.
He picked up the folded letter, unfolded it, and started reading.
"Operation Deaging
Olympus, New York City, New York.
31 July 1994-2015 Hours.
Bravo, Daniel - quite the idea you had! Thanks to your trust with Magnus, the potion was successfully created, and by choice, was charmed. Now, there's some important news you must know. Like I mentioned at the meeting, the sorcerer supreme is present at the party as one of the guests, so you must be careful when you give him the potion. Thankfully, we've placed fake labels on the potion bottles, both of which are butterbeer. Since there are multiple guests at the party and you've discarded your wand, if I'm correct, everyone except the supreme will find you to be a completely normal being.
I'm pleased to hear you've disguised yourself, as that will make sure your cover is not shown to other people. You must enter with the inivitation, or else you'll be forced to leave. Fighting will blow your cover immediately. Once inside, snoop around and look for the supreme, and then, Harry. The multitudes of demigods and X-Men will make this risky, but they're there only for the sake of being a guest, and the White Queen won't read a guest's mind unless if she finds you very odd.
Once both potions have been taken with confirmination, you must create a distraction to sneak out of the building, as the examiners will interview the people present, and will ask you to empty your pockets. Find the supreme and Harry, make sure they drink both of their respective potions, create a diversion so you won't be detected, and leave as soon as you can!
Good Luck, and enjoy the party!
Oh, and by the way, the potions are color coded. The knockout potion is red, while the deaging is blue."
Daniel then checked his pockets, and to his luck, the invitation was present in his jacket. He took a deep breath, and walked towards the top of the long, and tiring stairs, and reached the top. 'God, what is up with the gods and their fetish with stairs?'
He then handed the guard waiting outside the building with the invitation. "Edward King? Well, have a nice time." the man greeted, and Daniel stepped inside.
The place itself was filled with guests, students from Hogwarts, especially Daphne, Hermonie, and Ron Weasley, and loud music. Even the Big 3 were dancing to the music while they sat on their throne in a U shape, as well with Emma and her three 'daughters' getting in with the jam. Some of the students were also dancing, while others talked to Harry, standing besides a table of refreshments. And that was there, all at the top.
Because of his resemblance, Daniel blended in with the crowd, almost like he wasn't actually there. He had to be careful, though, no suspicions were allowed in business.
While in the ball room, he encountered both of his targets. The sorcerer was dressed in standard wizard clothing, although it was more like if it was party attire. Despite the fact that he could sense magic, the supreme didn't expect a lot of suspicious behavior occurring at a birthday party, especially with the Boy-Who-Lived since he's mostly been kept secret in terms of any party he had. But that didn't mean he wouldn't have his guard up in terms of protection.
Daniel approached the sorcerer. "Excuse me, but aren't you the surpreme?"
The sorcerer smiled a grandfather look. "Why, yes I am."
"Can I speak to you for a private moment?"
"Why so?"
"I have a little magic trick I want to show you."
"Why can't you do it in public?" This was making him suspiscious already.
"Because I want to impress you first before everyone else."
The sorcerer gave Daniel a stern look. "Okay." he said slowly. "What is your name, sir?"
"Edward King." Daniel said, being careful not to say his real name.
"Okay, Edward. Usually, I'm not asked this, but because you look like a nice young fellow, I will. I may find things a little off, but I always like watching Muggle magic no matter if it's real or not." Daniel inside clapped, he had successfully fooled the sorcerer into doing what he wanted.
Sadly, while the sorcerer was protective, he didn't have high intelligence, which is what made him go through such weird manipulation.
Daniel then lead the man outside the building, telling the guard they'd be back in a few moments to create a small trick.
"Okay, Ed, what's this trick?"
Daniel looked a little annoyed, but continued to pull out the red potion bottle. "The trick is...you will awaken in a separate place at a separate time. Drink this potion, and you'll be set."
"Ah, so it's like teleportation for that matter."
Daniel shrugged. "Yeah, but just with a very small amount of magic." He popped the bottle open, and gave it to the sorcerer.
Upon taking the potion, the sorcerer smelled something very odd, the potion was smelling very good. Daniel was nervous for a few seconds until he said, "Must be my nose."
With the first sip, the sorcerer proceeded to chug the potion down. The taste was addicting, and so with one swig, he consumed the entire thing. Daniel watched in exitement as this happened. 'Yes, this is exactly what I need.'
Once done, the sorcerer looked confused, but a few moments later, he felt drowsy, and then, he collapsed. The bottle shattered as a result.
"Okay," Daniel whispered, "That's one, 1 more to go. I better hurry though, the potion will only last an hour before he regains conscious." He picked up the unconscious sorcerer and placed him behind two trashcans, taking a breath of relief. Once the old man was tucked away, he scraped up the bottle remains and also tossed them into the trash. 'Okay, my job is almost done.'
Daniel then walked back inside the building, with everyone inside acting as if nothing had happened. He took a breath of relief, his cover still wasn't blown.
However, this would quickly result in him being trapped for the first time, but this time, he was armed with a lie.
Sirius noticed something very odd and approached Daniel. "Edward, do you know where the Sorcerer Supreme is? He's supposed to be here making sure not only to have a nice time, but also to protect Harry in case of an attack."
"He'll be back Mr. Black. He told me that he just recieved a letter that a meeting was supposed to occur tonight, and so he told me he was going to be gone for a little bit to take care of the mess up." If it weren't for Daniel's wit and innocent look, Sirius wouldn't falled for it.
"Okay, but he better be back, or else he'll need better studies." Sirius walked away, once again, Daniel kept his work a secret.
Daniel then scrolled to his right to see Harry being alone at the refreshements table. The girls who were with him were either dancing to the music with other boys, or else just in another area of Olympus. He better not fuck up this, or else he'll be the total scum of earth.
Daniel, looking all around him, turned on Harry. "You're Mr. Potter, right?"
Harry didn't look what Daniel was last told. He had the black hair, and lightning scar, but not the blond streaks or even the jade green eyes. "Yeah, that's me."
"I'm Edward King." Daniel said, showing his hand for Harry to shake. Harry shook his hand.
"Greetings, Edward. Why here now?"
"Well, I'm here because of how much of a legend you are, so much that I felt like I owed you a nip of butterbeer." He then pulled out the deaging potion, ready to place it into Harry's party cup.
"Tell me a little about yourself before I accept your drink offer." Harry told him.
Daniel wasn't expecting a lot of talk, but he chose to follow along. "Well, I went to Hogwarts, and I graduated back in 1979. My favorite subject was Potions because they always came up with random results." he chuckled.
Harry smiled, although it was more of a smile for happiness, not something evil like. "Cool. I'm amazed myself of how I'm such the Boy-Who-Lived. It's like Voldemort knew where I was." Daniel nodded, this felt to easy for Voldemort to do.
"I'll take that butterbeer. I'm already thirsty for another." Harry said.
"You don't want to talk anymore?" Daniel was caught off guard by this.
"Nah, I've already had to make sure most of the girls here wouldn't go all insane all over me. Don't get me wrong, I love the girls, it's just that they became a little overwhelming. That's why the music is still playin' with them just dancing to it. One's probably already wanting to be with me by now, and also I got my skull shattered a little during a fight earlier, so that's why I've mostly kept here, because I've been trying to make sure I didn't get bombarded with questions, as well with that I didn't suffer a migraine." Harry loved to talk and he sure was having a great time, especially since he danced, and was just waiting for cake to come, but for now, he just wanted to a few moments to himself, although that was difficult since Olympus was the biggest place NOT to have that.
Daniel noticed that Harry wasn't fooling either, as there was a bandage placed on the middle of Harry's nose. "Well, alright." he said in a cool manner. He popped open the bottle and placed the contents into Harry's drink. The contents looked like ordinary butterbeer, which only shielded what it actually could do.
Once the bottle was empty, Daniel immediately retreated. Harry looked around, turning his head left, right, and his body in the same directions...nothing.
"Huh, he just disappeared." Harry was deeply confused as to where Edward went, but because he just wanted to relax, he ignored it, and drank his new butterbeer.
To Harry's surprise, the butterbeer actually had an addicting taste to it, making Harry's lips act as if he had touched the greatest thing in existence. Soon enough, the cup was empty again.
"Dang, that was good." he mentioned.
Thalia, having watched Daniel and Harry talk, decided to brighten up her brother.
"Hey, Harry, how's your head? You took a bit of a beating with just one punch." she chuckled.
"I'm doing alright now. I can still talk, but I mostly just want to relax, and not go crazy, even if it's my birthday. But seriously, Thalia, you and dad did a fantastic job preparing!" Harry immediately jumped up with some joy.
Thalia smiled. "Thanks Harry, it was pretty difficult to pull off, but dad is always happy to celebrate his new son's day. I'm glad you're not treating this place like it's god awful."
Harry grinned like a shit eating grin. "Sis, I know this place is fabulous, especially with how much you prepared for me." Who else wouldn't like an area where nobody knew where you did things like celebrate, plan, and all for privacy? It was like Harry's new place to be in after Aunt Emma took him off the Dursley's hands.
Out of nowhere, something inside Harry felt weird. These weird feelings traveled throughout his body. His hearing became more gurgled, his vision was blacking out, and he was just falling into a deep sleep.
Thalia blinked at Harry weirdly. "Harry?" she asked, watching her brother starting to act like he just became drunk.
"Harry?!" Thalia panicked, her voice sounding very low pitched in his ears. As she feared for her brother's life, the other guests, including Sirius, Emma, and the Big 3, looked at Harry afraid.
"I think I nead a glazz of waduh..." Harry's eyes then began to swirl back and forth, before he collapsed on his back. His party cup went flying as it fell on the floor with the ice sliding out with any remaining drips of his drink making the carpet a mess.
Zeus immediately sprang up from his seat. "Harry?!" He then began performing CPR on the unconscious boy, with little success.
Daniel, watching outside the door, performed a small victory. "Yes!" he muttered. Now, for the ultimate trick, he'd frame someone for the incident.
Daniel crept up beside the sleeping guard, who was sleeping due to lack of other work that had to be done, and quickly but carefully placed the bottle into the man's pocket. Then, with all of his might, he ran down the bottom of Olympus.
"Is there a doctor?! We need a doctor at once!" One of the guests screamed, as the Boy-Who-Lived layed on the floor, just sitting their with no response, but with a pulse.
"Thalia!" Zeus cried to his daughter, "Get Percy and Nico to move Harry towards the nearest hospital! We're getting the examiner to figure out what went wrong."
"Yes dad." said Thalia.
"Big 3." a guest yelled, peaking his head out the door, "The sorcerer supreme has been found behind the trash."
"Everyone, get the two to the hospital, we're postponing until we found out what happened." Posedion commanded, and the task was performed with Harry being placed on a medical bench.
A/N: So yeah, this starts the whole part of Harry being deaged since he got the potion and of course is knocked out.
I'm sorry if parts of this felt rushed and unneeded, it was that it felt somewhat hard to make this complex when my mind likes things straight to the point. I promise that things won't be messed up and instead I'll make it up with a chapter explaining the results along with another that's epic.
Review, favorite, and well, enjoy a more fleshed out chapter.