Harry Potter and the Immortal Heritage
by Roff

Chapter Four

James took what happened to Sirius and his death hard. He blamed himself not only for abandoning Harry, but also for not being there to set the record straight for Sirius. The fact that Sirius spent twelve years in Azkaban without a trial didn't sit well with James. He also wanted to find Peter for the part he played in all of it. Betraying them and leading Voldemort to his family was number one and setting up Sirius to take the fall was number two on his list of payback reasons.

James knew beyond any doubt that Sirius, Remus, Lily, and himself would have gladly died to protect Peter. For him not to feel the same way toward them was unfathomable. They simply put their trust in the wrong person. He was determined not to ever let that happen again. James and Harry made a pact to never tell anyone else about how to kill a true immortal and they were being very careful about who they told of their ability. It was safer that way.

Harry decided to go home for Christmas holidays. He wanted to see how Potter Place was coming along and make sure the elves had everything they needed. All four were at Potter Place working on it so he was hoping it was going well. He, of course, wanted to catch up with his dad too. All the elves had met him on that first night and were already fond of him. He said he would help out on fixing the place back up and he promised to show Harry some of the secrets at Potter Place when he had time.

They decided to bring Remus in on the secret so he and James could work together again while Harry was at school. Since Voldemort was a high priority, they felt it best to work with more people and make faster progress. Remus could also keep his dad informed about what was going on with the Order.

Remus was elated that he was no longer the last Marauder. The death of Sirius had hit him very hard.

When Harry arrived home via portkey, he found his dad and Remus there waiting for him. The plan was for James to teach Harry a few tricks he'd picked up over the years. They also had plans to teach him Occlumency, how to apparate, and to become an animagus. They were anxious to build the Marauders numbers back up, not to mention give Harry another way to protect himself, or escape if necessary.

Remus and James both wanted to put Harry through his paces and see what he could do against them in some duels. Remus put together a list of spells to learn and tentative training for Harry based on how he performed during their duels. He had already been made aware of Harry's training under Filius.

After Harry was apparating all over the place and had started on his animagus training, James decided to show both Harry and Remus a neat trick he picked up in the states. He said there was an old wizard he ran into in a pub while over there that he hit it off with, becoming instant friends. The old wizard had lost all of his family, including his kids, and he was the last one left.

"Since I thought I was in the same boat we commiserated with each other. I suppose he looked at me like a grandson and I looked at him as a grandfather figure. This man knew some neat tricks though and to start off, I would like to teach you two one of the best ones."

Harry and Remus both nodded enthusiastically and watched him closely. James reached over his shoulder and suddenly a magnificent sword appeared in his hand. He sat that down then reached again and suddenly a small trunk appeared in his hand. He placed it on the floor and touched it. It expanded into a regular sized trunk with many compartments.

"How are you doing that?" asked Remus. "If you weren't a wizard, I'd think you were a Muggle magician."

"Pocket dimension, my friend."

"Pocket dimension?" Harry asked.

"Yes, the old wizard showed me how to create a pocket dimension where you can keep anything you want. The space is magically expanded and you can instantly call things to your hand just by requesting it. It's a great way to carry heavy weapons and trunks but you can carry pretty much anything in the space and it's always at your fingertips."

Harry walked behind his dad and looked. Nothing was there. He came back around and looked at his father again.

"That's amazing!" he said.

"Yes, indeed," agreed Remus. "Now show us how we can do that, Prongs."

James taught both Harry and Remus how to create their own pocket dimensions and anchor them to their own bodies. Afterwards, he took them to a secret room in the manor protected by blood wards. It was the Potter weapons room. It was chock full of weapons. Some were extremely old and protected in glass cases. Most of these were period swords, axes, staves, and other weapons.

Some of the most brilliant looking ones were obviously goblin made and Harry was drawn to them immediately.

"Harry, I want you to pick out whatever weapons you wish to take with you. I know you like the battle-axe but take a sword too if you want. You never know when you might need one. Take one of each if you want to. Make good use of them. Moony, feel free to get a weapon from here too if necessary. Just return it to the Potters when you no longer have need of it."

Harry was speechless. Remus on the other hand was very impressed.

"No thanks, Prongs. That's very nice of you to offer but I have my own weapons I'll get from home. I trust we can get in some sparring with them soon?"

"That's the plan, Moony."

Meanwhile, Harry was busy taking in all the great weapons. He perused them slowly and carefully. He was looking for a battle-axe first so concentrated on those selections. When his eyes landed on a goblin-made, double-bladed, one-handed battle-axe, he stopped and just stared at it. The blade was shaped like a dragon with its head serving as a middle point that was capable of piercing an enemy. The dragon's wings formed the two blades with deadly extra points at the top and bottom of each blade.

The dragon's body formed the head of the axe, with its tail wrapping around the handle part way. The dragon was black except for its eyes and the very edges of the wings that formed the sharp blades. The eyes were emeralds, a green that matched Harry's own eyes, and the blades shined brightly with a sharpness that promised great pain but a quick death. The handle was black too and was covered in black dragon hide, softened to give the wielder a great grip and control. The end of the handle was capped with a shadowy silver piece, engraved with runes to make the axe even more powerful, always sharp, and indestructible.

Harry was in love.

He picked it up and was amazed at the balance and the weight. He hefted it a few times then waved it around doing a few moves with it. When he stopped, he realized he had an audience. James and Remus were just staring at him. Harry looked over at them and smiled.

"I'll take it."

"Well, I'm glad you got that settled. What else do you want?" asked James.

"I think I'll look at swords next. I'm not too bad with one."

"Help yourself. We'll just wait over here for you in case you have any questions."

After having selected the weapons Harry could use, he placed them all in his pocket dimension and practiced calling them to his hand to make sure it worked. The dimension was amazing. There was no weight to it at all and you can keep pretty much anything you needed in it. Plus, when you thought of what you wanted to call from it with just a touch of magic, the response was immediate.

Remus had gone home to retrieve his weapons and already had them in his own pocket dimension when he came back. He still kept mum about what his weapon of choice was so Harry was still wondering what he had. James had no idea either so they both were in the dark, at least until they decided to do some sparring.

Remus used a Guan Dao Halberd, a long-poled weapon around six feet in length with a large blade at one end and usually a weight at the other to counter balance the heavy blade. Some of the poles were made out of wood, others out of metal like the one Remus had. A double Guan Dao has a large blade on both ends. In the case of the weapon Remus carried, his had a hard, round metal ball on the other end and he could attack using either end. The weapon was heavy and intended for two-handed use but with the enhanced strength of the werewolf, it was easy for him to handle it even with one hand.

"Remus, where did you come up with the idea to use such a weapon?" asked Harry.

"Well, as you know I've spent a good bit of time in the Muggle world working, since I can't always get a job in our world." Both James and Harry shook their heads at that. "I did a lot of substitute teaching and became friends with a teacher who took martial arts from a Kung Fu instructor. He took me there one day to watch hoping I might get interested and join. I did get interested, but I couldn't afford the lessons so never joined. However, while I was there I saw the instructor put on a demonstration with this type of weapon. He took us through all the moves one could use with it. I simply used the memory over and over in my family pensieve to learn how to use it properly myself."

"That's amazing, Moony," James, said smiling.

"Definitely," Harry agreed.

"I learned everything in the memory including all his movements and style, then started making up some of my own moves, especially since I can use it one-handed. A little magic helped to make it more evenly balanced and the proper weight for me, plus I carved runes into it to make it unbreakable, and always sharp."

"Where did you get the weapon?" asked Harry.

"I made it."

"You made this?" Harry asked with a sense of awe.

"Sure. After I saw it so many times in the memory and was able to pause it so I could look at it closely, it wasn't that difficult to copy it. I just transfigured some metal into the proper shape and added a rune sequence to keep it from being transfigured back or into anything else. I then added some personal touches. Working with it gives me a sense of peace and I find my concentration improves when I do."

"Very impressive, Moony."

"Thanks, Prongs."

"Why don't you demonstrate the use of the Guan Dao, Moony, since neither one of us are familiar with it? After that, I can teach you two a little about handling a sword then will see if Harry can teach us about how to handle an axe. Agreed?"

"Sounds good to me," replied Harry. "I'm especially looking forward to learning more about how to use the Guan Dao since this is the first one I've ever seen."

"I'll show you the same demonstration the instructor showed me. That way both of you can see the normal way you use this thing. After that, I'll demonstrate my own style. You might want to move back out of the way as these have quite a reach."

Harry and James both nodded and gave Remus all the room he needed.

Given how sharp the blade was on his Guan Dao, Harry and James could see how dangerous it could be in the hands of someone who knows how to use it. And evidently, Moony knew how to use it. The way he spun it and sliced or jabbed with it was amazing. His movements were smooth and fluid. He wasn't kidding about the reach on that thing either.

When he finished with his first demonstration of the typical use of the weapon, he moved right into his version and showed what could be done with using one hand. It was amazing. He even grabbed the round ball on the end with one hand and extended the reach of the Guan Dao even further. With the six foot pole, the long blade, and his arm extended it covered a lot of distance when he spun it around in a circle.

Plus, given the speed at which he handled the weapon, his opponent would have to stay on his toes to keep from getting hurt or most likely dead.

Both James and Harry just stood there transfixed when Remus finished.

"Well? What did you guys think?" he asked.

After they recovered from their stupor, they both said at the same time, "That was amazing, Moony."

"Thank you. Now, I believe it's your turn Prongs."

"I guess it is," he said trading places with Moony. "Now, I'm not going to give a demonstration as I'm sure everyone here has seen a sword fight at some point. Grab your swords and let's start with the first lesson."

Neither Harry nor Moony were novices with the sword but it was obvious James was their better with that weapon. They learned a lot and then Harry took his turn to show them what he knew about the battle-axe. As it turned out, even though James was quite versed with the weapon, Harry had the advantage with the use of it. Remus was less familiar but was not without ability. He of course used a two-handed axe but with one hand only, most of the time.

They got together after that as much as possible to train and learn together.

oOo

During Christmas break Harry also spent some time at Grimmauld Place with Remus while James was out gathering information. Tonks visited a lot while he was there. During one of the conversations between the three of them, Tonks kept changing her appearance on occasion. Watching her change her hair color for the fourth time caused Harry to wish he could do that. He remembered that his dad could do some of that so just for grins, he concentrated and willed his hair to turn red like a Weasley.

Suddenly Tonks stopped then she and Remus just stared at him.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Your hair is red," said Remus.

"It is?"

Tonks conjured a hand mirror and handed it to Harry.

"Yes, Harry," said Tonks. "How long have you been able to do that?"

"This was my first try," he said looking in the mirror.

"Can you change the length of your hair too?" she asked.

"I don't think so. My hair has always been the same – wait a minute. I just realized that I never needed a haircut. Aunt Petunia even shaved my head when I was a kid but it grew back out over night to the same length. Maybe I can change it."

"Try it. Just like you did for the color, do the same for the length Harry," she said.

Harry concentrated for a bit and then saw his hair growing out until it reached his shoulders. He cancelled the color and it returned back to his normal black.

"I'd say that was a definite yes, Harry," said Remus. "What else can you do?"

"I think Harry and I need to spend some quality time together to find the extent of his abilities. What do you say Harry?" asked Tonks.

"Sure, I'd like to know that myself. Can you work with me over the holidays?"

"Yes, I have enough time for us to work through a good bit before school starts again. It depends on how fast you pick it up."

"Thanks, Tonks."

"How about we work on it after dinner tonight?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"Can I watch?" asked Remus

"No, sorry. If Harry has more ability than that then he will need to learn with just me, his instructor. Changing parts of your body can be embarrassing for a beginner, so no audience please."

"Makes sense. No problem, I have a good book I can read."

After dinner was completed, Tonks took Harry to a room that had a full-length mirror they could use. She had them both stand in front of it.

"Okay Harry, I want you to lengthen your hair again for me and remember how that feels to have your hair do that."

They lengthened their hair at the same time, stopping when it was down to their waists.

"Good. Now change the color but use blonde this time instead of red."

Tonks changed her hair to blonde and then Harry followed suit matching hers.

"Excellent Harry. Now I want you to concentrate on your eye color. Your green is outstanding and probably your most noticeable feature. It would be very good if you can change your color to something else. Try brown."

Tonks changed her eye color to brown. Harry concentrated and willed his eyes to change. They flickered a little but stayed green.

"Don't let them win Harry. Your eye color is your dominant feature. They're just being stubborn. Try again."

Harry concentrated really hard this time and strengthened his will. It took a good while but finally he saw them change to brown.

"Very good Harry. It will get easier the more you do it. Speaking of, try blue."

Tonks changed hers into bright baby blue eyes.

"How do you like my baby blues, Harry?"

"Cool. How do you like mine?"

"Now you're just showing off. That's all we have time for tonight, plus it's getting late. I'm very impressed Harry. I can't wait to see what else you can do."

"Thanks for showing me this much. Will have more time soon?"

"Sure, I can meet with you after dinner all this week. I have to work during the day. If we're not done in a few days then we can spend more time over the weekend."

"Sounds good. I'll meet you back over here tomorrow night. This was fun!"

"Well, the next part will be a lot more difficult, so be ready."

Harry nodded.

Over the next few nights, Tonks continued to teach Harry how to morph different parts of his body. She was impressed with how fast he caught on. Of course, she learned how by herself over many years as she was growing up. Her parents always encouraged her to try more to see what else she could do. She guessed because Harry was older and had a good grasp of his magic, not to mention his abundance of it, he had the advantage to learn it during a condensed period.

Some of the conversations they had while Harry was learning over the week were quite interesting.

"Change your face to look like mine. Start with the nose, then the lips, the chin, eyebrows, cheeks. Go ahead and try."

Using that same willpower and concentration Harry stared at her nose until his changed to match. Next, he stared at her mouth until his matched again. All these accomplished changes took a while to succeed. They were never instantaneous, much to Harry's frustration. Tonks, on the other hand, thought he was learning super-fast.

Continuing on, the chin was easier but the eyebrows were the easiest. The cheeks followed after that. Harry reached over, moved Tonks long blonde hair, and tucked it behind her ear so he could see it properly. A few minutes later and his ears matched.

"It's obvious Harry the more you do the faster you're getting it. That was amazing but can you do this?"

Tonks grew her breasts out so they were much larger than before. Harry gulped and then concentrated. Several minutes passed. Nothing much was happening but he didn't feel comfortable staring.

"Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Don't you think you need to stare at my boobs so you can get it right? You stared at the other parts of my body and succeeded. You're not staring at my boobs now and we are still waiting."

"It doesn't feel right to do that."

"Harry, if you are going to be a proper metamorphmagus you are going to have to study many body types and in a very personal way in order to match up with them. It is very important to know if you can mimic female body parts. It gives you a huge advantage. Now look at them and concentrate."

Harry just stared at her not wanting to believe what she just told him.

"Harry, that's my eyes. We've already covered that. Lower. You'll find them. They are quite noticeable right now."

Harry closed his eyes and cleared his thoughts before opening them and staring at Tonks enormous boobs. Eventually he grew his out and matched hers. Tonks jumped up and down excitedly while clapping her hands, her large boobs bouncing all over the place under her shirt that was stretched very tight.

She then stopped and reached over and grabbed Harry's boobs, feeling them.

"Hey! Watch it. You may need to buy me dinner first," he said pulling away.

Tonks laughed.

"Sorry, I'm just checking to see if they're correct. They need to be right."

"Well, I'd say a lack of experience on my part in seeing and touching said objects might play a factor here."

"Of course. You're too young and inexperienced. How could I forget that? Take off your shirt so I can see them."

"What?"

"We need to see them so I can help you make the right adjustments. Take your shirt off."

"Are you always this forward?"

Tonks snickered.

"You're not making this easy Harry. Stop goofing around and let me see them."

"Who's goofing around?"

"Alright Harry. This is just to prove my point."

Tonks started taking off her shirt. It wasn't easy getting it over those huge boobs.

"What are you doing Tonks? Stop that."

The boobs bounced up and down once they were free. Tonks threw her shirt on a chair and faced Harry.

"See these?" She pointed at them with both hands. "Yours need to match them."

"Tonks why are you showing me your boobs?"

"Because I'm not Harry. That's my point. Do you really think these are my boobs? They're not, so why would it bother me for you to see them especially when I'm teaching you to morph them for yourself. I know what boobs look like. I've had them for several years, ever since I went through puberty as a matter of fact, and I've studied the different sizes and looks as a metamorphmagus so I could mimic them when needed."

"Oh."

"Please take off your shirt now?"

Harry took off his shirt and faced Tonks.

"I see the problem Harry but I want you to look in the mirror and then look at mine to match them up."

Harry took a good look and began.

"Just keep in mind that not all boobs are alike. The problem with yours is something you need to fix no matter what."

"Well, under your shirt I couldn't see any nipples so I didn't make any. There, now I have nipples."

"Let's see. Great Harry, you did it again. I'm very impressed. Perfect. I think if you can just see what you need to match then you are good to go."

Harry nodded.

"Now let's shrink them to a more normal size."

Tonks shrunk hers first, followed by Harry who matched his with hers.

"Tonks, are you sure I'm not looking at your own personal boobs now?"

"As long as I'm morphing I guess you'll never know Harry," she said smiling as she pulled off her pants.

"Oh no you don't," said Harry. "We are not going there."

"Relax, Harry. I'm not going to remove my knickers even if I did use morphing. You will have to get yourself educated on that part of the anatomy on your own. No way am I showing you my bits."

"Then what are you doing?"

Take off your pants and match up your body with mine. Your face, hair, and eyes already look like me, so do your boobs. Now you need to finish off the body."

Harry took off his pants so he was just in his boxers.

"Notice that my legs are not harry like yours. Neither are my armpits. Most girls keep those clean-shaven. Look at my stomach, my hips, my arms, legs, and feet. Match them up."

It took a good bit and a lot of effort but Harry finally managed it. It did get easier the more he did it. He wasn't sure if his bits looked correct but no one was going to check during this session, that was for sure. He would work on that when he was alone.

"I've never seen anyone do this much besides me. There are many different levels to a metamorphmagus Harry. Some can only do hair or facial features or just the eyes. You are quite talented at this, a true metamorphmagus."

"Thank you, and to think I didn't even know until the other day."

"There are only two more things Harry that I can check with you on so let's see if you can do this?"

Tonks changed her skin color to dark brown, pale white, then a good tan.

"See if you can change your skin color Harry."

Tonks turned back to dark brown. Harry matched her then did so again when she tried other colors.

On the last day they worked together, which was a Sunday, Tonks saved the hardest for last.

"So far so good Harry. Just one last thing. Can you change your height? This is the most difficult. I can do it but even I have limits. For instance, I can't imitate Hagrid. My body will not grow that tall. I also can't imitate Professor Flitwick. I can't get that short. However, I can do this."

She concentrated and turned into a replica of Harry although the real Harry still looked like Tonks as they had reviewed what he learned so far. Harry was taller than Tonks but Tonks was able to match his height.

"Alright. I want you to hang on to my look and I'm going to change back into my own height. I want you to match my height. Right now, you are a taller Tonks. Give it a try."

Harry tried for a long time but simply could not change his height. He switched back to himself and even tried to get taller but did not succeed.

"I'd say that's a no Tonks on the height. I couldn't make any difference."

"Very well. Let's give Remus the good news. You should try the height thing again after you get more comfortable with the other changes first. Height is the most difficult and is hard to learn but I've been able to do it for years so you may not be able to."

"Thanks Tonks. This has really opened my eyes to this ability of yours."

"I'm still wondering why you haven't shown more signs before. I was making changes to myself even as a baby, at least that's what my parents told me. They said I would change my hair color a lot."

"Maybe I did some around my parents but I can't remember. However, wouldn't Sirius have mentioned that before? Moony as well. He was around me a lot as a baby too."

"We can ask him. What about the Dursleys?"

"Oh please. I would get a beating if I showed any magic at all."

"That may be the problem if you've been repressing your magic," she said as she opened the door. "Oh by the way," she stopped and looked at him, "if you can't get any young ladies to show you what their bits looks like you can just pick up some men's magazines and look at the pictures of naked women. That'll help."

"Tonks!"

"Hey, don't knock it. I learned a lot about the male anatomy from looking at magazines while at Hogwarts. Since then I've had some personal experience that just reinforced my knowledge. It's just what a metamorphmagus has to study to be able to do what we do to look like the opposite sex. Best get to work Harry."

"I can't believe the conversation we've been having and the lack of clothes this week. Never in my wildest dreams."

"Welcome to my world," she said with a grin as they headed downstairs.

They found Remus in the library reading another book.

"Remus, you will not believe how much Harry has been holding out on us!"

Remus was pretty excited to hear all that Harry could do but after it was revealed Harry made them both promise to keep this a secret. They were not to tell anyone. They promised Harry they would and he also promised Tonks that he would work on it more on his own to perfect it and get faster at changing.

Remus confirmed that Harry was changing his hair color as a baby, but since James could do it they thought it was normal being passed down like that. He had not thought about it for years.

Harry eventually found multiple ways to get the female anatomy down pat. The first thing he did was age himself about ten years, changed his eye color and then his hair as well before entering a convenience store and buying a couple of men's magazines off the rack. He added a soda and crisps just to make it look like that wasn't his only reason for visiting the store. He wasn't sure the old lady behind the counter was fooled though.

He then figured out that he could rent adult movies and watch them at the apartment in Knightsbridge. These helped more in his research since they showed plenty of close ups during the film. He became very familiar with that part of the female anatomy rather quickly, not to mention some men too who were apparently over endowed. Plus, he was able to pause the film and rewind when needed. Doing this he was able to match up perfectly using his morphing abilities and soon could do it from memory.

Then suddenly after all that emersion with porn it dawned on him that Tonks must have been having him on. After all, who is going to see any of this? He certainly wouldn't be walking around in public naked. Why would he need all this detail?

After he thought about it though he realized that one never knew what could happen and what situations he might find himself in, plus if he was going to morph into a female then he might as well do it correctly. There's no way he could do that without knowing what the female body truly looks like, including all the bits and pieces. After thinking that, he wasn't that chuffed about viewing all the porn. However, he felt certain he was done with that part of his research and did not feel the need to review, tempting as it was.

After James was told of Harry's metamorphmagus abilities he was most impressed that Harry could do more with it. He informed Harry that the ability would allow them to disguise themselves easier moving forward, especially as they both grew older but still remained young. For instance, if they wanted to remain in one place for a while they could age themselves without causing people to get suspicious.

Now Harry just had to practice a lot with this new ability to get as good as Tonks was with it. He definitely needed to be faster at it and more versatile.

oOo

Harry's first full change into his animagus was a surprise to James and Remus. They knew he was going to be a gyrfalcon, and they knew that species of falcon was a large bird, but they were shocked at the actual size of it in person. Once Harry succeeded with his full transformation they were speechless.

The gyrfalcon is larger, broader-winged, and longer-tailed than the peregrine falcon, which it's known to hunt. It's the largest falcon, being about the same size as the largest buzzards. However, it doesn't look like a buzzard. It basically looks like a very large falcon with its pointed wings. As typical with falcon breeds, the female of the species is larger than the male.

Harry discovered that in his gyrfalcon form he could reach speeds horizontally of around 90 mph or 145 kmph. If diving he could get up to 130 mph or 209 kmph. A gyrfalcon is probably the fastest in horizontal speed, with the golden eagle second at 80 mph. However, the Peregrine Falcon can reach diving speeds of up to 242 mph, while the golden eagle can dive up to 200 mph.

Harry's gyrfalcon had charcoal grey wings, with a white underbelly and legs. Both the underbelly and legs had black spots scattered over them. He weighed around 3.5 lbs., was 25" long, and had a 58" wingspan.

Harry had originally thought flying on a broom was one of the best things he ever experienced until he flew as his animagus. The ability to naturally take advantage of the wind currents while flying was amazing and he was far more agile in the air as a bird than he ever was on a broom.

Now that was saying something considering everything he could do on a broom.

A/N: The pocket dimension trick James shows Harry and Remus was borrowed from another fanfiction writer, but it was so many years ago that I read that story that I don't remember the story or the writer who wrote it. Whoever you are, thanks for a good idea!