Hey everyone sorry for the long wait, my school was doing testing. Again I mention this is a challenge from The hazel-eyed bookworm. I just realized I never put a disclaimer so here it is: I own nothing!
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The darkness started fading and the voice spoke again in a slightly annoyed tone, "It appears you are waking, little one. I will find you soon, for now try to get to your mother and brother. For now this is where we part ways."
The voice and the eye disappeared completely after that and Harry felt himself waking up. His first thought upon waking up was, 'Who was that and why did they seem to know me?'
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Harry knew immediately he wasn't in BloodTooth's office anymore. He sat up quickly, vaguely realizing he had been lying down, and looked around the room quickly figuring out he was in the infirmary. After he realized that he started to remember how he ended up there. As he started to wonder how he got there and where BloodTooth was the door opened letting in the goblin he was wondering about.
"How are you feeling, Mr. Potter?" BloodTooth asked after he saw that he was awake.
"I'm feeling fine, Master BloodTooth, just a slight headache. And call me Harry." He added the last part as if it was an afterthought.
BloodTooth nodded his head and replied, "I apologize, but I cannot give you a pain relief potion until after the ritual. The healer said you are free to go. If you would please follow me I'll take you to the Ritual Room."
Harry nodded his head in understanding and climbed out of the hospital bed, but nearly collapsed because he got up too quickly. He caught himself quickly on the edge of the bed and waited for the lightheadedness to pass. After a minute or so he straightened to follow BloodTooth.
As they walked out of the room Harry started questioning BloodTooth on what was going to happen and what was going on, "BloodTooth, do you mind if I ask some questions about what's going to happen?"
"Of course you may ask questions, Harry."
"Okay, I was wondering how I got into the infirmary and what was going to happen during the ritual?" Harry questioned slightly nervous.
"To start with your first question after you lost consciousness I called for the goblin healer to see what was wrong, the healer said that you were fine but wasn't sure when you would wake up. I then had you transferred to the infirmary, I walked in a sometime later and found you awake." BloodTooth explained.
Harry nodded his head in understanding, "What's going to happen during the ritual? And what's going to happen after?"
"When we reach the Ritual Room you will be given a potion then be asked to kneel in the middle of the ritual circle. The goblin mages will then surround the circle and start chanting. It shouldn't hurt but might because of everything that needs to be purged from your body. The ritual will remove all potions, compulsions, and glamours from your system." BloodTooth once again explained while glancing at Harry out of the corner of his eye.
Harry wanted to ask more questions but by that time they had already reach the Ritual Room.
"We have arrived." BloodTooth said in a solemn voice.
The room was big and kind of luxurious, of course with it being made to goblins it wasn't a surprise, considering Gringotts. Harry couldn't help but feel a tad nervous. Purge? Even if BloodTooth had told him it wouldn't hurt, he couldn't help being wary. He didn't want it to be like the time Dudley had been taken to the dentist and he had to tagalong. The dentist had told his cousin 'This won't hurt a bit.' By what Harry heard afterwards Dudley had ended up seeing stars (thinking about the incident made Harry close to tears with laughter).
As they quickly enter entered the room Harry noticed many goblins clad in dark robes. The floor was covered in runes that Harry couldn't even begin to identify. One of the robe wearing goblins approached Harry with a potion and pointed to the center of the room. Harry quickly downed the potion ignoring the terrible taste and strode quickly to stand in the center of the runes. The goblins formed a circle around Harry and started chanting.
Harry began to feel warmth coming from his core and from his blood. The strange warmth quickly morphed into a fiery pain like lava moving through his body purging all potions in his blood, all compulsions in his mind, and all blocks on his core. Harry began screaming by that point. It felt like his skin was melting off of his bones.
He vaguely heard the goblins chanting speed up before his mind was forced to focus elsewhere it felt like his lungs where burning and like something was trying to force its way out of his back. His mind was further drowned out when he felt the magic focus on the scar in his head. Something was released from his scar with a scream.
He started to feel the pain receding all but for the burning in his lungs. He opened his mouth to scream and instead released fire. It reached the ceiling before hitting the goblins barriers that were hastily thrown up to protect those in the room. After letting out the fire Harry realized his lungs had stopped burning.
The last thing Harry saw before everything went black was BloodTooth and several goblin healers running over and surrounding him.
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When Harry opened his eyes again he was back in the infirmary. He lay on the bed a minute trying to remember what happened. It came rushing back suddenly; talking with BloodTooth, the ritual, the burning in his lungs, and the goblins rushing to help him.
Harry laid there for a moment trying to take stock of the room and his body. He noticed immediately he didn't hurt and in fact felt better than ever. He then turned his attention to the room he was in. He realized he was in the same room he originally woke up in. When he stopped looking around the room he realized he could hear footsteps coming from the hallway even if before the ritual he couldn't hear beyond the room.
The footsteps got closer to the door until they stopped in front of it and opened it. Harry saw it was BloodTooth and then realized he could see perfectly more than perfect actually.
BloodTooth looked at Harry, "How are you feeling?"
Still getting used to his enhanced senses, it took a moment for Harry to answer, "I feel pretty good actually, better than ever. Can you explain what happened during the ritual though? I don't think you mentioned me being able to breathe fire."
BloodTooth raised his eyebrow, "Though we have a few theories we were hoping you could answer that question for sure."
Harry shook his head and replied, "I have no idea what happened. What do you think it was?"
BloodTooth sighed and shook his head, "We believe it might have been because of the blood suppressers. They have been holding back your blood line so long that when they were removed it all rushed out at once. Being that you are the son of the King of the Kaiju your blood is very powerful; we just underestimated how powerful it was. When it was freed all at once it built up in your lungs and was released as fire."
Harry nodded his head in understanding, "Does that mean I can breathe fire now?"
BloodTooth smirked at the question and answered, "We believe so; why don't you try it out?"
Harry nodded his head and blew into the air but nothing came out.
BloodTooth snickered into his hand, "Maybe you should try to think of how it felt when you breathed fire before."
Harry glared at him for a moment before following BloodTooth's advice. He thought of the heat and the warmth he had felt in his chest and felt it building again. He opened his mouth again and blew. Immediately a ring of fire came out and started moving around. Harry was curious about its movement and waved his hand, noticing immediately that the ring followed his movements. He waved his hand and the ring flew to float above BloodTooth's head.
BloodTooth scowled at him, "You clearly can control it, and now get rid of it before you set something on fire."
Harry laughed be did as ordered and waved his hand and made the fire dissipate.
BloodTooth was still scowling at him, "The healers still have to scan you, Harry."
Harry started at that and suddenly looked nervous, "Are you sure we can't just skip it?"
BloodTooth's face softened at Harry's timid tone and sighed, "No, Harry, the scan is unavoidable and with the way you are reacting to just the mention of it I must insist upon it."
Harry just sat there look resigned. BloodTooth opened his mouth to say something when a goblin in a white robe walked in. Harry assumed that she was a healer.
"Good you awake, we can now begin the scans immediately," the healer said.
BloodTooth moved to stand next to the door when the healer waved her hand at him. The healer then moved to a cabinet attached to the wall and pulled out two quills and two pieces of parchment. She then moved back toward Harry.
She then started explaining what was going to happen to him in a gruff voice, "Alright, I'm going to be doing a goblin diagnostic spell on you. One parchment is going to be recording present injuries and the other is going to record your past injuries. The parchments will lengthen as necessary."
She then waved her hand over him in an odd pattern while muttering under her breath in gobbledygook. The quills started writing and continued writing even after the goblin stopped muttering after the first minute. The quills continued on for a good seven minutes. Both goblins in the room looked shocked at how long they were getting. The parchment showing his current injuries stopped long before the parchment with his past injuries did.
When the both quills stopped writing the healer picked up the one with his current injuries. When she finished reading she immediately went to the potions cabinet and started pulling down potions.
BloodTooth went and picked up the discarded parchment and read through it with a shocked look.
"I'm surprised you're even conscious right now, and how have you held up a glamour this long. It hasn't even flickered once. How did you even get these injuries?"
Harry looked nervous, "Well I've always had the glamour on so it doesn't take all that much focus and as for where I got them… I got them from my relatives."
BloodTooth looked angry, "You have whip marks on your back, broken ribs, a fractured arm, and multiple scrapes and bruises."
Harry opened his mouth to speak when the healer returned from the cabinet carrying at least a dozen vials. She explained what they were as she handed them to him. A blood replenisher, a small dose of skelle-grow, some pepper up, and many others Harry didn't hear as the potions started doing their jobs.
Harry grimaced at the taste of them but obediently swallowed each one he was handed with BloodTooth and the healer watching him like hawks to make sure he was swallowing each potion.
When the potions were finally gone the healer picked up the parchment of past injuries and shrieked in outrage. BloodTooth immediately took the paper from her to examine as the healer hurried off to gather more potions.
BloodTooth was growling and shaking in rage with Harry looking at him warily remembering that when people were that angry around him he usually ended up injured.
BloodTooth spoke, "This parchment says that this has been going on since you were two."
Harry tried to make it seem better than it really was, "It didn't start getting bad until I turned four."
BloodTooth was absolutely shaking with rage, "You were abused Harry!"
Harry started shaking, "It wasn't anything I couldn't handle."
BloodTooth snarled, "You were a child, you shouldn't have had to handle it. Children are to be protected and cared for, not hurt, belittled, and abused."
Harry shrank back into the bed at BloodTooth's anger, "I survived, didn't I?"
BloodTooth calmed down a little, seeing how much he was scaring Harry.
BloodTooth pinched his nose, "That's just it Harry, you shouldn't have had to."
Before Harry could open his mouth to ask the question burning in his mind, the healer returned carrying a lot more potions than before.
She once again told him what they were as she handed them to him. There was scar remover, nutrition potions, malnourishment potions, and many others that Harry didn't hear.
When Harry finished he finally was able to ask the question on his mind, "Why do you care so much that I was hurt anyway? I'm a human, or well a human-kaiju hybrid."
BloodTooth's features softened as he answered in a gentle voice, well what passed for gentle coming from a goblin, "In goblin culture children, no matter the species, are treasured, even more so then gold."
Harry looked shocked but nodded his head in understanding.
The healer waved her hand over him one more time and muttered a different spell then before. She nodded her head to herself.
"Well the potions are working even faster than I had hoped; it seems your blood is speeding up the potions work. You won't be completely healed for awhile but you're well enough to leave the infirmary just take it easy for awhile. Also your scars won't be able to be completely healed, they will fade some but won't be entirely gone, I'm afraid."
Harry looked surprised but nodded his head to show his understanding, though looked disheartened to find out he would still have his scars.
As the healer was leaving Harry remembered he didn't catch her name and so asked her.
The healer smirked, "My name is Aloe."
The healer left and Harry turned back to BloodTooth to see him looking at him thoughtfully. Harry cleared his throat, snapping the goblin out of his thoughts.
The goblin quickly cleared his throat as Harry sat there smirking, "I propose we go back to my office. We still have much to discuss."
Harry nodded his head in agreement, more than ready to find his family.
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Well everyone there you have it the fourth chapter, sorry it took so long to update but I wanted the chapter to have over 1000 words, and it has 2480.
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