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Chapter Four: Elements of Change
Two figures quickly walked up the stairs towards the Gryffindor Tower, Harry walked a little bit in front of Fleur being he knew where he was going. The Enchanting classroom had been unused for years, having hid in there a few times when he was out wandering the halls after hours.
Fleur looked over at the raven haired teen "So where did you learn to speak French?" She asked as they walked up the stairs.
Harry shrugged a little "I taught myself." He said calmly "When I was 10 the Dursleys went to France, Aunt Petunia wanted Dudley to learn some phrases." He explained slowly "So she bought him a translation book, which he placed in his second bedroom and…" He trailed off, paling a little.
Fleur was listening intently and cast him a curious glance "Second Bedroom?" She asked with a lightly raised brow.
Harry didn't show any concern other than paling more "And he must have forgotten about it, I didn't have many things to read." He explained.
"Arry, what do you mean second bedroom?" She asked looking at him worried.
"He has a second bedroom, where he placed his broken or most hated objects." He stammered out quickly.
Fleur glared at him coldly "Where did you sleep, if 'e 'ad a second bedroom." She asked stopping in the hall.
"In the basement." He said calmly, stopping with her.
Fleur nodded slowly, though he was not off the hook. If there was one thing she was learning about Harry Potter it was that he was secretive.
Harry led her to the Enchanting Classroom, a few desks and chalk board were all that was in the room. The supply closet was empty and the teacher's desk had a thin layer of dust over it.
Fleur let out a small sigh, he only needed a bed and a dresser. She pulled out her wand and floated a desk off to the corner, there she began to focus on transfiguring it into a mattress. She would likely use all the student desks for this.
Harry watched with wide eyes as Fleur changed the desks into everything he would need to sleep comfortably. She even used the Chalkboard as a divider, with only two desks left she silently made them into comfortable chairs. Fleur was sweating now and panting lightly, not having the stamina or power that Harry already had.
Fleur looked over at Harry with a small smile "Ow is this?" She asked softly.
Harry smiled brightly enough to lighten the room "It's perfect, thank you." He said softly "You didn't have to go through this much though, a sleeping bag would have been fine…" Before sitting down at a chair, with a tint of red on his cheeks which he hid expertly.
Fleur couldn't hide the blush on her cheeks and hoped he thought it was part of her sweating. She sat in the chair next to his "I'm going to teach you a shrinking charm really quick." She said looking over at him "That is okay, non?" She asked.
Harry nodded quickly, despite what Hermione or Ron thought he loved to learn new things and was very efficient in Charms or Defense. "Yeah, that could come in handy." He said happily.
Fleur nodded "Okay, the spell is about concentration. You 'ave to want to shrink it." She said waving her wand and silently shrinking a chalk eraser.
Harry nodded and pulled out his wand, he had to remember to send Hedwig out to get the treater for Holly wood.
Fleur smiled "Alright, the movement is a slight stab and twist to the left." She said demonstrating once more.
Harry nodded and preformed the wand movement, or what he thought it was.
Fleur shook her head "Non, Non." She said quickly "You are jerking too much, it is a subtle stab and a quick twist."
Harry nodded and did it as she instructed.
Fleur nodded her head in approval "Very good. The spell is 'Reducio" She said slowly stretching out the word.
Harry rose his brow "Reducio" He said calmly to make sure he got it.
Fleur nodded with a small smile "Oui." She said nudging the book with her foot "Try it."
"Okay" Harry nodded his head again turning to a book he had "Reducio" preforming the charm on it.
The book shook for a moment, then did nothing like it was trying to shrink but something was holding it back.
Fleur smiled "A good first attempt." She said softly "Try again."
The next morning Fleur woke up early like always but she was tired, having transfigured all that for Harry and then spent the next two hours teaching him the Shrinking Charm had worn her out. He was a fast learner when someone pointed out his flaws, he seemed to have difficulty with his magic like it was fighting him a little.
He picked up the charm about the sixth or seventh time he tried it, then they spent a large amount focusing on the size of the shrinking and the simple way to remove the spell 'Finite Incantatem' or the simple counter spell.
After doing her normal rituals, which included showering and getting dressed she left her room for the Great Hall and sat down next to Mindy.
The black haired girl yawned sleepily "Morning." She said softly rubbing an eye and pouring herself some apple juice.
"Morning" Fleur replied back pulling two pancakes onto her plate and poured a little bit of syrup on them.
Mindy looked over and noticed the light rings around her eyes "You were up all night weren't you?" She said with a small glare that she could do that with little damage.
Fleur nodded a little "Yes, I was teaching Harry how to do a shrinking charm." She explained pouring a small cup of milk, as Mindy made for the eggs.
"Little one on one?" Mindy snickered lightly, the comment earned a slap on the shoulder.
"He has a lot of work to catch up on if he wants to live through this." She explained "Which is why he is coming to our study session."
Mindy shook her head quickly "Oh no. I am not sitting there trying to learn while you both sneak looks at each other." She hissed with a glare.
Fleur rolled her eyes "Well I have to help him, I don't know what this tournament has in store but it's not going to be easy, people have died Min." She said looking over with a frown.
Mindy ran a hand through her hair with a look of thought on her face "Fine, Don't expect me to be nice." She said with a small glare "If you haven't forgotten my English is crap."
Fleur chuckled a little "He can speak some French. I'm sure if you keep it simple. He'll be able to pick it up."
Mindy sighed "Wonderful, meaning I can't make fun of you either." She said in a bored tone, taking a small bite.
Fleur grinned a little evilly "That was never part of my plan." Her voice was laced with a playful hint.
"So what are you teaching him?" Mindy asked after sipping lightly.
"Maybe some Transfiguration, like rocks into cats or something" Fleur spoke pursing her lips in thought "I don't really know what he knows."
Mindy nodded "Maybe you should do that first. See where he's at before teaching him stuff."
"Good Idea, Thanks"
Fleur walked around the halls aimlessly, she was bored to put it bluntly. She had already been to the Library most the day, eaten lunch and had to listen to Naomi talk about how amazing her new Ravenclaw boyfriend was, Mindy had abandoned her on that case.
She didn't honestly care where she was, she liked to let her mind wander a little. She had a feeling she was in a part of the castle that was normally unused based on the cobwebs and dust.
"What have we here?" A voice asked, it made her jump a little "Oh, sorry about that. Not many people come to this part of the castle."
Fleur turned to see a Sliver framed portrait looking back at her, it was a man from what looked like the Middle Ages. He was a well-built man in a steel suit of armor, on the chest was a painting of a Griffin, helmet in one hand and broad sword in the other, his hair was raven colored and stuck up strangely, his eyes were a cold blue color and he had a scar over his lip cutting into his stubble.
"I'm Harold Potter, milady." He said giving a small bow.
"Potter?" She said with a small look of shock. "Sorry, I'm Fleur Delacour."
Harold rose a brow "Something wrong?" He asked in a calm voice.
Fleur shook her head a little "Non, It is nothing. I just know one of your 'eirs" She explained politely.
"Really now?" He scratched his chin stubble "Well that would sort of explain, why I was moved here in what '91?" Harold did a small count "Yes, 1991."
Fleur frowned a little "Someone moved you here? You speak very well for a portrait from ancient England."
"Ah yes that would have been Flich, nasty man." Harold said with a look of distaste "To answer the hidden question, I speak well because unlike the other Portraits, I was charmed to adapt."
"Who charmed you?"
"Rowena Ravenclaw, was a close friend of the Founders. Rowena and Salazar were my favorites. Don't tell Godric." Harold said quickly with a grin, it had been a long time since he had a conversation.
Fleur giggled a little "Your promise is safe with me, Monsieur Potter." She said crossing her arms a little "So what were they like?"
Harold shrugged "Godric was the Leader, wouldn't call him the brains but he was the strongest. Helga was the one who patched them up when things went wrong, never cross her though…she liked to cook and garden, she knew how to poison someone. Rowena was the brains that was for sure, she came up with the plans and the ideas most of the time it worked well. "He paused for a second and sighed "Salazar…he was the darker of the group, not evil just had a negative outlook on most things, he started to hate the Muggle world after they burned his niece and sister alive. He was the one to go to if you needed to talk, the man was anything if not kind at heart."
Fleur frowned "You know that's not 'ow people think 'e was right? They think 'e was a Pure extremist that was plain evil." She said softly.
Harold shrugged "You're the first to ask, no one ever cared before." He scratched his chin again "Everyone likes to think they're right."
Fleur nodded leaning on the wall opposite of him.
"So what year is it?"
"1994."
"Anything fun going on?" He asked casually.
"Tri-Wizard Tournament. If you could call that fun." She said with distaste.
Harold rose a brow "Again? Someone's going to die, happens every time they hold the stupid thing." He said with equal distaste. "You said you know my Heir? Can you bring him here? I'd like to know how James is doing, figuring this would be his spawn." He started to laugh "Never thought he'd ever find a lass, bet she has to be made of strong stock."
Fleur's face grew dark and she bowed her head a little "I can bring 'Arry, 'ere, I'll be back." She said softly, the poor man didn't know what happened. He must have been kept in the dark.
Harold grinned "Do hurry, prat's probably like his old man." He rubbed his eyes.
Fleur nodded and started to make her way back to the main part of the school, transfiguring a piece of parchment into a flower each time she hit a corner. The stem pointed the direction she had come from.
Fleur found Harry sitting at the Library with Hermione, she seemed to be trying to cover a wide range of things that could help him during the tournament. Mindy gave her a sharp poke in the hip "Focus. Don't start drooling now."
Fleur glared and sat down next to Harry "Ello, Arry, Ermione." She said with a smile.
Harry's smirk shifted into a smile "Hi Fleur, Hello I'm Harry." He said to Mindy.
"Mindy." She said simple with a look of indifference "I doubt you even speak French."
Harry smiled just grew a bit bigger "Oh Really?"
Fleur just laughed at the face Mindy made, it was a cross between embarrassment and shock. "Arry, what is your strongest subject?"
"Defense." Hermione said without looking up from her book.
Harry shrugged a little, but nodded.
"I see…What about Charms?"
"I'm okay at them." He said in a calm voice.
"You learned that Shrinking Charm in one sitting." Fleur reminded "It took me three days to learn. Mindy it took five but let's not count 'er." She said with a small grin, the statement earned a small punch in the shoulder from the French woman.
Hermione looked up from her book right at Harry with her mouth open "A Shrinking Charm?" She said slowly.
Harry nodded.
"Show me."
Harry shrugged a little and pulled out one of his text books, not wanting Madam Prince to throw him out for charming her books. "Reducio" He said tapping his wand on the book, he focused on the book and it started to shrank down soon it was able to fit inside one's pocket.
Hermione had wide eyes "Merlin, Harry." She said softly "This is a Fifth Year level charm."
Mindy looked mildly impressed, she didn't try to hide the small smile on her face though.
Fleur was smiling brightly "Very good Arry. Maybe we could try some more Charms." She said calmly, Charms was easily her best class.
Hermione nodded "Charms can be used in combat or in just normal situations, Defense is just that made to defend." She explained, she got up quickly "Excuse me, Mindy?"
Mindy looked up with a raised brow "Quoi?"
"Can you help me get some more books on Charms?"
Mindy looked at Fleur and Harry, then back to Hermione "Dieu, Oui" She said standing up quickly.
When Hermione and Mindy left to gather more books, Fleur leaned in next to Harry "After this, you need to follow me." She said softly "I 'ave a surprise to show you."
Harry nodded slowly "Okay." He said as Hermione came back with three books.
"I think we should start with the elements." Hermione said simply.
Fleur nodded "I am a Fire type." She said simply.
Harry rose a brow "I'm sorry?" He asked looking at her.
"It means she is stronger with Fire spells than any other element." Hermione explained for Fleur.
Mindy sat down calmly placing her books next to the others "Je suis un sol" She said Hermione gave her a confused look "Ground."
Hermione bit her lip a little "H-How do find out?" She asked with a raised brow.
Mindy sighed "Un moment." She said softly, pulling out a torn piece of parchment and writing supplies.
Fleur sighed "Basically it's a runic type of parchment, the rune will change color according. Blue is water, White is air, Red fire, Green earth, and Yellow would be lightning." She explained as Mindy started to draw two runes "Mindy is fairly gifted in runes." She said earning her another punch in the shoulder "Okay, she's the best in class."
Harry grinned and Hermione watched with wonder.
"Ere. Push Magic into it." Mindy explained handing them both a slip of parchment.
Hermione's turned a green color after a minute of holding onto it.
"Earth." Harry said dryly "Makes sense, you always think you're right." He said calmly, earning a punch from the bushy haired witch "Sorry."
Hermione just huffed lightly.
Harry's parchment turned blue and yellow.
"Two? Not unheard of but strange." Mindy said slowly looking over the parchment, to check for errors in her writing.
Harry shrugged a little "I'm anything if not normal." He said with a smirk, earning a punch from both Fleur and Hermione on each shoulder.
Mindy coughed to get the attention on her "Water and Lightning, this is a dangerous combination." She said slowly "You would be considered a Storm type." She flipped through her books and skimmed down a page "Ere." She passed the book to him.
Fleur looked over his shoulder to read the page.
'The Storm Elemental: While two elements in a single body is not common by no means is it impossible, Lightning and Water share a single space creates a Storm. The user of the Storm will feel more powerful during a Thunder or Dry Storm. Earth will be your strongest enemy. Earth because it absorbs Water and blocks Lightning. Wind is the neutral and Fire is weakest to you.
The combination of Water and Lightning amplifies both the positive and negative characteristics of these two elements. For example, the Water element makes Storm very intuitive and observant, and this is accentuated by the clever and witty nature of the Lightning element, producing a Type with sharp and deadly accurate instincts. In fact, these Types are so quick and shrewd that they can easily make perfect judgments in the blink of an eye. Storms pride themselves on their meticulous nature, strong work ethic, and highly energetic nature; however, these Types may become too bogged down in the details of their work and fail to visualize or complete the bigger picture. Furthermore, because these Types are such perfectionists, they may end up procrastinating and fail to complete all the projects that they set out to complete. Most of the time, however, the use their large supply of energy to get the job done even if they do end up working at the last minute. While Storm may have a large supply of energy, they do need to recover after this energy is spent, and oftentimes they will withdraw and spend some time alone. In fact, Storm Types are prone to extreme changes in emotions, and when they are depleted of energy, they may fall into the depths of despair. During this time, the Storms enjoy deeply emotional and intimate conversations with close friends, and they enjoy expressing themselves through art and writing. In fact, Storms often feel emotions so strongly that they are able to easily empathize with others and connect to them on a much deeper level. While these Types most often enjoy spending time with a few close friends, they do sometimes enjoy interacting a larger group, and of course, they also enjoy spending some time alone.
Storm Types who have used this book- Salazar Slytherin:(1076-1181), Elizabeth Simon:(1101-1154), Robert Sexton:(1231-1285), Gregory Dooly:(1341-1401), Dylan Collins:(1678-1754), James Richards:(1738-1777), Jenna Wilson:(1831-1871), William Sliver:(1891-1941), Adam Weasley:(1893-1967), Andromeda Black:(1954-Present) and Harry Potter:(1981-Present).'
Hermione and Harry looked at each other "Well training shouldn't be too hard" He said with a grin.
"That's only because you know Snuffles will tell her to train you." Hermione said pinching her nose.
Fleur rose a brow but Mindy merely grinned "You know this Black don't you?" She said crossing her arms.
Harry nodded "I know a way to get a hold of her." He said simply.
"Well this narrows down what Charms you need to focus on Harry, Water will likely be easier." Hermione said looking up from her book.
"I agree." Fleur said with a small frown, she couldn't help him being his natural enemy…well Lightning was the base of Fire.
Harry grinned alright then "Let's focus on the small Charms that could help me in any situation. Like the Summoning Charm." He said pointing to the book.
Harry groaned annoyed, Fleur was leading him through Halls he didn't even know the school had. "Fleur, I love spending time with you and all but I'm kind of tired." He said softly.
Fleur shook her head "Non, You'll want to see this." She said grabbing his hand "Trust me."
Harry looked at her then the hand she was holding, then nodded.
Fleur grinned and pulled him by the hand towards the next corner. "It should be just up 'ere." She said blushing a little.
Harry nodded, they rounded another corner and then down the hall "Oh Hello there, Madam Delacour." A voice said with a cheeky grin.
Harry turned to look up at the portrait, he saw himself, his father but he saw the differences. The eyes, cheek bones and chin but this man was a Potter.
"Arry Potter meet 'arold Potter." Fleur said smiling a little.
Harold grinned wider "So tell me Harry, How's James doing these days." He said casually.
Harry stood there for a few moments before his eyes rolled back and he fell forward, slamming his head into the wall and sliding to the floor. Fleur was down next to him in a flash. Harold grimaced "Well…Balls."
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Hello Hello. I am so sorry it took me so long to update this story, I had a bit of writers block with it. No one really to blame than myself, I hope this meets your guy's expectations and wasn't too bad. So the next Chapter should be the preparation for the first task which I have a few ideas about, let's just say this will change Harry's game plan. I might even add a tier to the Tournament because there is Four Champions not Three. So Leave me your reviews if you would and sign with as always regards 'The Demon'