(A/N) As stated by several reviewers, I've decided to test it.
When a person speaks, I'll give them a new line (enter).
Harry's first week at Hogwarts was full of wonder and opened his eyes to a world outside hunting Grimm. Harry had thought that you just had to wave your wand and cast the spell you wanted to cast. That there were actual calculations, pronunciations and wand movements involved with casting a spell, never entered Harry's mind before he had his first lesson. Still, Harry didn't think he did to badly. It seemed that having your aura unlocked actually gave your a boost and could preform magic easier. Still, Harry and Ginny were working hard to do well in the different classes. And they were different. There was Herbology that taught you about the different types of magical plants, and also taught how to collect them properly for potions. It seemed that in the first year Gryffindor group that they shared their first class with, was a timid boy that had a great understanding of plants and fungus. Neville Longbottom was a pure-blood, but his didn't walk around with it. Harry and Ginny somehow made quick friends with him, and after comparing timetables, they agreed to meet in the library.
Defense against the dark arts was filled by a stuttering professor name Quirrell, who wore a ridiculous tulband, that he claimed was a gift from an Arabic prince for removing a nasty zombie. Around him was a constant supply of garlic, to keep back a vampire that had threatened him in his journey through Albania
Then there was Transfiguration, the art of changing one thing into another. Professor McGonagall told them with the first years of Ravenclaw that any foolish behavior would be punished with permanent removal from the class, before she showed some of the best Transfiguration Harry and Ginny had ever seen, by transfigurating her desk to a real life animal, and back. She then started to chalk complex symbols on her blackboard and told the class to copy them, before giving each student a matchstick to transfigure into a needle. Soon, everyone was trying to change their matchstick into a needle, but there were very few successes. Harry and Ginny had looked at the matchstick, before to each other and nodded, before they turned to their objective. With one fluid swipe, Harry and Ginny spoke the incantation and felt their magic flowing through them and the wand before it created a almost perfect needle. Only the eye was missing, but they did receive compliments from McGonagall and two points a piece for their attempt. At the end of the class, Only Harry, Ginny Dora and Hermione had successfully changed their matchstick into a needle, giving them each five points more.
Charms was a class where Harry and Ginny could relax as they enjoyed the slightly chaotic class with the hyperactive Professor Flitwick who tried and surprisingly succeeded with teaching them small charms that were easy to use. Then there was Astronomy, that surprised Harry and Ginny that they could see a full moon without any pieces of the moon broken. When asked about this, Professor Aurora Sinistra reacted as if they were fooling her, but when Harry showed an image of the moon from Remnant's side of the veil, she became a lot more interested, even giving a theory that the veil showed a fractured moon to let people remember about the separation from the rest of the world.
Harry had to do his very best not to blow up the Potions teacher, who gave Harry the hardest time of his life. Trying to write down the inspiring speech of the professor, Harry was singled out, because he looked like his birth father and the professor hated his birth father with a passion. In the end, Harry had asked the professor if he would have liked it if Harry wasn't attending the classes and Hogwarts. Professor Snape had yelled "YES'' through the class, and Harry nodded before he calmly packed up all his stuff and exited the class. That got him a trip to the headmaster, who tried to play down the Potions professor's attitude.
Harry wouldn't have any of it and told Dumbledore that "If Professor Snape doesn't want me at Hogwarts, then Ginny and I will gladly return back to Remnant."
Dumbledore looked at Harry over his half moon glasses. They boy was staring back at him, defiant and confident.
"I'm sorry Harry, but because you agreed to enter Hogwarts and receive a magical education, you are by magical law required to stay here until you have at least sat your Owl's"
Harry looked at Dumbledore.
"Fine, then I hope that Snape has a lot of burn paste ready" and as Harry turned Dumbledore saw Harry reaching for his weapon. Dumbledore couldn't do anything to prevent Harry to leave his office. And so, less than an hour later, Dumbledore stood in front of a bed in the hospital wing, looking at Snape with several second degree burns on his body, while Madam Pomfrey tried to clean them up.
"I tell you, Albus, This was a assassination attempt. I demand to have them expelled."
"And I demand to know why you treated my badgers with such disrespect:" Shouted Pomona Sprout as she burst through the hospital wing doors, followed by Harry, Ginny, Dora and Hermione. All of them looked like they were able to kill Snape with their looks alone.
"Don't you even try to bully your way out of here, Severus Tobias Snape" Pomona said as she stared down at Snape, who wasn't able to gulp slightly and pale. Whenever Pomona Sprout was using their full name, you just knew that trouble was around the corner.
"Professor, I wish to apologize for shooting you with Hammer. I wish to add however, that hitting on me, because of how I look like my father, was a very low blow. I never knew the man and never will. Don't shift your grudge from him to me." Said Harry as he looked at Snape's eyes, before he left, taking Ginny, Dora and Hermione with him.
Now Harry was watching as all first years were lined up to learn how to fly on a broomstick. Harry shook his head. Why did they have to fly on a piece of wood, when you could use bullheads or Airships. Then again, Harry knew precisely why they flew on broomsticks. It was because of a game called Quidditch.
"Good morning everyone" A voice called and Harry saw a older witch with grey spiky hair and yellow hawk like eyes moving towards them.
"I'm Madam Hooch, your Hogwarts flying instructor and Hogwarts Quidditch referee. Please stand on the left side of the broom and hold your right hand over it." Harry stood next to a broomstick that must have seen better days, as several tail twigs pointed to several directions.
"Now, forcefully say 'UP' and the broom should lift in your hand. Harry looked at the broom, imaging it as a puppy and said firmly "UP."
The broomstick jumped in Harry's hand, surprising him for a moment before he felt it reacting with him. "Wow" Harry said softly as he felt the humming of the broom in his hand. Ginny's broom was also in her hands and as Harry looked around several broomsticks were rolling on the ground. Harry bit back a laughter as Draco Malfoy's broom decided to hit him in the face.
When instructed to mount the brooms, Harry slowly sat on it. As everyone was tasked to slightly fly and land afterwards, a broomstick seemed to feel the fear of her passenger and shot off. It just so happened that it was Hermione who sat on that broomstick. "Hermione" Harry shouted as Hermione and the broomstick shot higher and higher in the sky.
Without thinking about it, Harry pushed off from the ground and shot towards Hermione. Hermione's broom didn't seem to like it that Hermione was riding it, and started to try to throw her off. From her pockets, a small glass orb filled with a snow-like material fell to the ground. Harry spotted it and dived towards it, and just as the students and teacher thought that Harry was going to crash, Harry pulled up, holding in his hand Hermione's little glassy orb. Looking at where Hermione was, Harry spotted the broomstick moving towards the great hall. Without thinking, Harry gave chase, totally ignoring Madam Hooch's yell to get back down, or Professor McGonagall's face as she saw the entire event.
Harry flew as fast as the broom could carry him, but he barely managed to keep up with Hermione's faster broom. Then her broom started to dive towards the viaduct that connected the entrance courtyard with the central tower. Harry's eyes widened as the broom Hermione was sitting on shot straight up in the air, resulting in Hermione falling from the broom. Harry tried to get to Hermione but his broom wasn't fast enough to catch her. There was one thing to do, Harry thought as he jumped from his own broom and followed Hermione's body as she came closer and closer to the cliffs that were under the viaduct of Hogwarts. Reaching for his weapon, Harry grabbed Grabber and grabbed Hermione before he swung Grabber towards one of the pillars that held the Viaduct up. Grabber pierced the stone of the pillars and Harry and Hermione's fall stopped. Holding hands tightly with Hermione, Harry tried to activate the function on Grabber to pull them in. Slowly, Harry and Hermione were pulled back in, until a whining sound came out of Grabber and stopped pulling them in.
They hung there under the viaduct. Harry holding his left hand tightly to Grabber while his right hand held on to Hermione, who had grabbed him with her own hands, to afraid to let go.
"Hermione, we need to let people know we are down here" Harry said as he felt his muscles tearing from the weight that was hanging on him. Never before had Harry hung for so long on Grabber. It was usually a few seconds but as they passed the one minute mark, Harry started to worry.
"Do you remember that charm in class, Hermione, where you shot sparks in the air?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry. I remember, but I'm afraid to let go." Hermione's voice came from beneath him.
"Please, try to cast it. Even if it's only once." Harry pleaded.
Hermione's right hand left Harry's wrist and carefully took out her wand, before she started to shoot out several sparks that flew high above them. Fortunately, several students and teachers were searching for them, and Ginny, who could ride a broom pretty well, spotted them.
"Professor" Ginny yelled.
Professor Hooch was just explaining to the Headmaster and deputy Headmistress what had happened when they heard Ginny's call. All three looked at the young Hufflepuff who pointed towards a stream of colors that were shot in the air.
"That must be them" McGonagall said as she jumped on her own broom and flew away, followed by Hooch. Ginny was already flying towards the sparks and cried with cheer when she saw her best friend with one of her better friends hanging on for dear life. Two blurs passed Ginny as she saw Hooch and McGonagall flying towards them. Gently lowering herself, Hooch took Hermione on her broom, and held her tight in front of her while the deputy-headmistress and head of Gryffindor carefully lowered Harry on her broom. Ginny flew towards them and took Grabber from it's resting place before she rolled it up in a bunch of wires. Following the teachers Ginny landed safely on the practice pitch. Within seconds, the whole first years of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor came towards them, making sure that they were okay and to congratulate Harry on capturing that glassy orb.
His little adventure brought him more fame than he wanted to, and Harry really took the time to stay in the hospital wing with Madam Pomfrey, who pronounced him healthy enough to leave. Then he was escorted to the headmaster's office, where he got the opportunity to play for Gryffindor as Seeker. Not understanding why he needed to play for Gryffindor, Dumbledore explained to him that McGonagall and Sprout had come to an agreement. Harry could play for Gryffindor, who missed a seeker against Ravenclaw and Slytherin, but needed to have team approval from Hufflepuff players if Gryffindor wanted Harry to play against his own house.
And so Harry found himself wondering the school, while everyone else was enjoying the meals that the kitchen had made for them. Harry knew what day it was, and somehow it always made him sad. Today was the 31st of October. Halloween. The day his birth parents died.
Harry had found a book in the library that showed each and every student who passed though these halls. Turning to about twenty years in the past, Harry had found a photo of the first year Gryffindor class of 1991. Harry could easily identify his father, due to the striking similarities that he and his father shared. Both had black hair that refused to stay flat, his nose was the same as his fathers, even their cheekbones looked alike. The only thing that was different about him and his father was that he had no glasses and his mothers eyes. Looking closely, Harry finally found his mother. She looked amazing. Bright red hair that flowed down the sides of her head, a slightly button like nose and a smile, that brought Harry a feeling of 'it's going to be okay'. But Harry looked at his mothers eyes. The exact same color that he had and the exact same shape. "I do look like my father, with my mothers eyes" Harry said softly to himself as he sat down on a bench looking the photo over. His father stood between some other first years. One with a pale face with some scars and one with the pompous air that he could see clear around Draco Malfoy, however Harry could also see a playful side in that young boy. They seemed to be friends, even if the friendship was fresh.
A small teardrop fell on the paper as Harry slowly let go of his tears. He really wanted his mother and father back. While Ozpin and aunt Glynda were okay and gave him much love and affection, he realized that he truly missed his parents.
Harry felt more tears falling down his cheek and closed the book before he placed it in his backpack. Having Child's-play, Hammer and Grabber with him always gave him a comfortable feeling, as if they were his truest friends. Harry stood up from the bench and walked to a bathroom, to clean his face before he would call it a night. Seeing one at the end of the hallway, Harry entered it and turned the tap to release cold water on his face. The cold water cleaned his face and gave Harry a fresh feeling, until Harry started to smell something. It smelled like the toilets had been flushed again by the poltergeist Peeves. The smell was getting worse, so Harry decided to leave the bathroom, but came to a complete halt when he saw the source of the smell.
A twelve feet tall, green colored troll with only a sleeveless vest and a loincloth looked down at him. Harry's heart skipped a beat in his surprise, but his heart started to beat faster as the troll took a swing with it's overly large arms that held a club.
Harry jumped out of the way, just as the club came down where Harry had stood not a moment ago. Rolling from his jump on the ground, Harry pulled Child's-play from his sash and unlocked it, before he took several shots. The Dust bullets, filled with fire Dust flew towards the Troll and impacted on his skin, leaving behind little damage. The Troll shouted again, swinging it's club towards Harry. Harry still watching the bullets impact spot could barely avoid the club, forcing him to roll under the club as it flew over him. Harry tried to take another shot, but found that the troll was quicker than he had thought and couldn't do nothing more than avoid it.
The troll raised his club again and Harry, who was now driven in a corner, tried to take a few deep breaths, before the club swung down. The club hit Harry's hands, but instead of breaking every bone in his hands and arms, Harry's hands glowed with a slight blue light, and the troll's club swing back at it's owner, hitting the troll hard in the head.
Taking the chance that the troll was distracted, Harry got away from the bathroom and to run towards the outdoors, where Harry had more room to manoeuvre, plus to lead it away from the students and staff. So Harry started to ran towards the great hall and the doors. Turning around the corner, Harry collided with several teachers who came looking for the troll. Then again, it was rather easy to knock Professor Flitwick down. The half goblin teacher and head of Ravenclaw was almost half a feet shorter than Harry, and with running from the troll Harry had gained a significant speed.
"Ouch" Harry said as he rubbed his nose.
"Sorry" He said after he had found the teachers, and finding out he was on top of Professor Flitwick.
"There is a troll over there" Harry reported to McGonagall who took him from Flitwick and placed him behind them. Harry was pleasantly surprised to see Ginny standing behind them as well.
"Harry" Ginny squealed, as she gave him a hug. "When we heard that a troll was in the castle, the teachers told the prefects to bring us to the dorms. I told Sprout that you were not in the great hall and was somewhere else. Via my scroll I was able to find you."
Harry smiled, and was about to respond when the door to the bathroom was blown from it's frame. There the troll stood, in it's twelve feet height, power and muscles clearly being seen through his skin. Harry took Child's-play from his back and unloaded a red Dust crystal and a white-blue ice Dust Crystal from its magazine. Handing the two crystals to Ginny, Harry loaded Child's-play again before he looked at Ginny. Ginny knew what he wanted to do, but didn't like it.
"It's to dangerous Harry" Ginny said, but loaded the ice crystal in Hell's date anyway.
"I know." Harry said. Nodding to Ginny, Harry started to charge the red Dust crystal with his aura, while Ginny moved from behind the teachers and began shooting infused ice Dust bullets at the ground, coating the floor in a inch of smooth ice. Harry took a breath and started running, still charging the red Dust crystal with his aura. The moment that he reached the floor coated in ice, Harry fell down on his knees. His speed was enough to keep him moving forward, and as he moved forward, Harry threw the red Dust crystal in the air while he slid under the troll's legs. Ginny took out her Hammer and took one shot. Her own Dust coated bullet collided with the still flying red Dust crystal that was slowly falling.
A massive explosion appeared and the troll was a massive flaming ball that started to cry out of pain before it fell down on the ground, dead. Each and every teacher looked at the now dead troll before Ginny moved forward. Skipping past the ice, she ran behind the troll to search for Harry, who had been behind the troll at the time of the explosion. Ginny couldn't find him, as there were parts and pieces of wall everywhere, covering the hallway.
"Harry" Ginny called as she started to dig through the rubble. The other staff members were still shocked how Harry and Ginny had killed a mountain troll.
"Harry" Ginny shouted as she found her best friend alive under all the rubble.
"Hey Ginny" Harry said tiredly. "Guess it worked?" Ginny nodded, tears of happiness falling from her face.
"I'm going to take a rest okay, Ginny? Harry asked as his eyes fell down. Hugging her friend close to her own, Ginny smiled as the professors moved closer.
"He's okay, just tired" Ginny said with relief, as she watched Madam Pomfrey checking Harry over, before he was levitated and brought to the Hospital wing.
"Well, I think we can all agree" Here Dumbledore looked at Snape who was sneering at him but held his mouth. "That both Harry Ozpin and Ginny Goodwitch have earned both fifty points for Hufflepuff, for outstanding courage and daring nerve"
(A/N) So. tell me.
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