Before I start this chapter, I would like to answer Matt the guest's question. Matt: So did Laxus get kicked out of the guild like in cannon?
Enj: Yes, he did. The story is for the most part the same with Fairy Tail's, just with Harry involve and with slight differences to make it mine. It will start becoming much more different by the Tartaros arc, because that is the last arc and where everything is going to go down. Thank you for your review! ^-^
Now that I have answered his question, please read and enjoy the chapter. :)
PS: I'm going to have to ask again to vote on the poll. I just saw it and there is a draw between Simon joining Fairy Tail and Simon and his sister joining a different guild. I'll hold off closing the poll until the next arc really starts, which gives you guys two weeks.
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"Why isn't Fawkes saying anything?" a random member of the guild questioned.
"I don't know," said Lucy, staring at Fawkes along with a bunch of other members of the guild.
Harry sat there with Fawkes and Castor, and they were all feeling a bit too closed in. "Can you guys back up a step, please?" requested Harry.
"A big one," added Castor annoyed. Harry threw a scolding look and Fawkes trilled a small laugh even though his eyes were trying to appear the same as Harry's.
Harry turned to his guildmates again after they backed up a little to give him some breathing space. He stroked Fawkes' chest feathers as he answered, "His telepathy magic is not the same as Warren's. It only allows him to speak into my mind since we have a familiar bond. His magic is connected to mine, which allows us to hear the other's thoughts and send them out to each other."
"So he can send his thoughts to you, but no one else because they don't have that bond with him?" Gray asked, and Harry nodded in confirmation.
"He should try talking like a parrot!" Natsu said loudly and with a huge, toothy grin on his face.
Fawkes squawk angrily, {Do I look like a parrot to you?!}
Harry chuckled, "You may not look like a parrot, but you are as colorful as one." Fawkes threw him a smoldering glare for his comment. Harry just shook his head fondly before standing up. "Anyway, I have to do a job."
"You want us to come with you?" Gray asked.
"No, it's fine," Harry said in return. "I need the money to pay rent. I'm also still trying to find a house for Castor, I, and our familiars."
"That reminds me…" Lucy said. "Can Castor hear Dash and Edge?" Harry paused on his way to the job request board in thought. He tried to see if he saw them interact like they could understand each other, and there were times where he thought he did, but he wasn't sure.
"Castor, can you hear them in your head?" he asked curiously.
Castor shrugged his shoulders. "I hear something, but it's not clear. It's broken up," he answered.
{His magic is not mature enough for him to hear them. To him it sounds like me when after I had a burning day. Don't worry, it's normal,} Fawkes explained.
{When does it become clear?} asked Harry.
{When he turns 11.} Harry relayed the message to Castor, and by extension, the rest of the guild.
"Now then…Macao, can you watch Cas for me while I'm on my job?" Harry requested.
"Sure thing, Harry!" replied Macao happily.
Harry smiled. "Thank you." He walked over to the board and found a job that should take about a day or two. He grabs it and shows it to Mira, who looked a little worried, but he just gave her a reassuring smile. After he got the job approved, he walked back over to Castor to hug and kiss on the head. "Be back within two days. If I'm not back by then… send Natsu or Gajeel after me." He said it jokingly, but he was being serious. He made it sound like a joke so Castor wouldn't worry so much.
Castor gave his best glare that would make Severus Snape proud. "You better get home, even if Fawkes has to teleport you back here with a missing arm," he said.
"I'll come back in one piece, don't worry." Harry stood back up. "Well I'm off. I'll see you guys later."
He heard his guildmates say, "see ya!" just before walking out the door.
Harry sat in the train looking at the job request he has taken. 'Two rewards…50,000J and a spell book dating back more than 500 years. Hopefully this one will have spells that will be more useful in fighting,' thought Harry.
He looked at just what he has to do for the rewards. He has to escort the mayor of Oliver Town to the next town over for a meeting, and then back again. It shouldn't take longer than a day, but it could take more than that if say the mayor was kidnapped.
Harry sighed. He didn't know just why the mayor needed to be escorted, meaning he doesn't know what he's protecting him from. It could be bandits, dark mages, thieves, or they have to go down a road that is filled with some of the most dangerous creatures. The list goes on.
The train started to slow down. He heard from the announcer that they are now arriving to Oliver Town. Harry got up with Fawkes on his shoulder and made his way to one of the doors. Once the train stopped and the doors opened, Harry got off and left the station so he can find the mayor's home.
The first thing he saw when getting out of the station was a welcome sign. On it was a map of the town. He decides to take a closer look, trying to find the mayor.
{Odd…} said Fawkes, {his house is not in the middle like most. It's more by the edge of town.}
{Are we close to it?} asked Harry.
Fawkes shook his head. {No, it's on the other side of town.} Harry looked at the map again and saw what his familiar was right. The mayor's house is on the other side from where they are. It would take them about half an hour to get there by foot.
Harry looked down at his watch and saw that he didn't have that kind of time. He needed to be there in ten minutes for the mayor to make it to his meeting on time. He turns to Fawkes.
"Fly us to the house," he said.
Fawkes dug his talons into the back of Harry's shirt and flapped his wings to take flight. Fawkes flew fast. What would have taken 30 minutes by foot took 8 minutes by phoenix. They landed on the right behind the carriage that the mayor is taking for his meeting just as said mayor walked out of his…her…house.
"Who are you?" The mayor demanded.
Harry bowed to both show respect and to hide his mistake for thinking the mayor was a man. "My name is Harry Potter. I'm a member of the Fairy Tail guild," he said, and then showed her the job request. "You asked for an escort to your meeting."
The woman took the request and read it, proving his words, but she still wasn't satisfied. "Show me that you are from the guild you say you are."
Harry couldn't help but hear a gruff voice in his mind shouting constant vigilance after hearing the suspicion in the mayor's voice. Harry lifted his left forearm, showing the golden Fairy Tail symbol that is proudly sitting on it.
The mayor relaxed, but Harry can see that there is still tension within her shoulders. She nodded to him, and then walked into the carriage.
"You can take that horse and follow," she said to him. Harry thanked her before hoping on the back of the white mare. Just as he got on, the carriage in front started moving, singling for him to follow.
Four hours of riding and nothing happened within that time. They made it to the town and to the meeting place. The mayor got out of the carriage, and then turned to Harry.
"If you go anywhere, just be back by 6 O'clock, got it?" she said sternly.
Harry nodded his head. "Yes ma'am." He watched her go into the building and then jump off the back of the horse. "Let's go take a look around for somewhere to eat, Fawkes. I don't know about you, but I'm hungry," he said. Fawkes trilled in agreement.
Harry decided to walk to kill more time. They have to be back by six, which is another four hours away. After ten minutes of searching for a place that sold food, Harry found a small restaurant. He goes in, but was stopped.
"I'm sorry sir, but no pets allowed," the man at the front counter said.
Fawkes narrowed his coal, black eyes. {I am NOT a pet…} Harry has never heard a bird growl until now, and it was not pleasant. It might be because Fawkes was a phoenix.
Harry stroked his familiar's wings to calm him. {Your feathers are looking like you just got out of a fight…} he taunted. Fawkes' eyes widened and snapped his head around so he could preen his feathers. Harry turned back to the man at the counter. "It's fine. Fawkes can hunt for his food then," he said. Fawkes glared, but took off out the door again to find himself a rabbit or something bigger.
Harry was led to a table and given a menu. He looked threw it, seeing all of the food that they make here. He saw something he liked. He placed the menu down and waited for a waiter. One came over after two minutes of waiting. Harry gave him his order, and then waited for it to be placed in front of him.
An hour later, Harry finished his launch. He paid and walked out of the building with a greeting from Fawkes who trilled and landed on his shoulder. Another hour of looking around the town, Harry and Fawkes froze when they heard an explosion coming from the meeting place.
Fawkes teleported them straight into the meeting room and saw a dark guild. They must not be very well known, because Harry has never seen their mark before, but there were many of them. Harry cast Bombarda at a small group of dark mages, announcing his presence to the rest of them.
Harry flicked his wand at the next group closest to him, casting, "Concursores Fluctus!" The shockwave pushed them back so fast and hard that they passed out of contact with the wall behind them. Harry saw that he may have a slight problem, because now he is starting to lose breathing space. He cast the shockwave spell again, but this time pointing the wand to the floor. It pushed them all back, allowing Harry to quickly cast, "Toxicus Gas," a green gas drifted out of the elder wand, covering all of the dark mages, whom started coughing uncontrollably, "Scinitillam," Harry said again, igniting the gas, and causing it to explode.
He had learned these spells sometime after coming back from the resort. They are partner spells, so he learned them back to back. If the gas is inhaled, then the target will cough and won't be able to stop until the gas is no longer floating in the air, and the other spell, Scinitillam, just creates a spark.
Dust covered all of the room, and by the time it cleared, Harry couldn't help but feel guilty for the now destroyed wall. His slight guilt made him unable to realize he didn't get all of the mages. There were still about five of them behind him. They attacked, knocking him down with a blow to the head. Harry groaned and tried to sit back up, but they were all on him now. Luckily Fawkes was forgotten.
Fawkes fire dived bombed the five mages, lighting them up in flames. They screamed in pain and tried to put out the fire, allowing Harry to stand back up. "Vinctum, Jet Aquae," said Harry while waving his wand. The first spell bound the mages and the second put out the fire covering them. They all were either passed out or moaning in pain. Harry made sure to tie the rest of the dark mages up and tell the mayors to get the authorities.
Harry was so happy to be back in Oliver Town. Today had been a long one with the attack on the meeting between mayors, and having to help repair the damage. Luckily Fawkes told him that the spell Reparo can fix more than just glasses. It can fix just about anything, unless that something was destroyed by extreme dark magic. It can't repair a wand if it's been snapped either, and if he fixed an item, the spells on it will not return.
The mayor that he escorted back to Oliver Town gave him his money and the book that is titled: Secrets of the Darkest Arts.
"There are a lot of nasty curses in this book, but a many of them should be usefully in attacks like the one that happened earlier," she told him. Harry thanked her and bid her goodbye. It was too late to catch a train, so he found a hotel to stay for the night.
Once he was in his room he placed everything down except the book he just got. He sat on the bed with it and read a few random pages. 'The mayor was right, there are a lot of nasty curses in here,' he thought. 'Wait a minute…Fiendfyre?' Harry read what was said about the spell, and remembered seeing this exact spell in a memory during his time at the Tower of Heaven.
{It can be controlled, but it takes a lot of skill,} Fawkes said after Harry came across a sentence stating how difficult the spell was to control. He closed the book, deciding he'll deal with it later.
"I'm going to sleep," he said. "Goodnight Fawkes."
When Harry learned about Fiendfyre he couldn't get it out of his head. Something like this would be very useful against powerful foes. The down side to this spell though is its uncontrollable nature. He isn't going to be able to train and learn to control the cures flames anywhere near here.
When Harry stopped and saw the Fairy Tail guild in front of him, he realized that there might be someone who could help him. He walks inside, only to see a full on brawl happening. He looks around the chaos for that familiar, pink, spiky hair. He found him up high meeting an attack with Gray.
Harry sighs and decides to wait. He walks over to the bar to find Mira, Macao and his friend Wakaba, Romeo, and Castor. He sits down at the bar with them after greeting all of them and getting a hug from a relieved Castor.
"So, how long has this been going on?" asked Harry.
Mira smiled cheerfully. "They just started about a minute ago," she said.
Harry sighed again, "Of course they started not long ago. I need to talk to Natsu about training."
"You need Natsu to train you, in what?" asked Wakaba.
"I found this spell in this book." Harry lifted the book he just got from his job. "It's a fire spell, and I need Natsu's help in learning to control it. It can't be put out by normal means, so Natsu might have to eat it a few times."
"What is it, some kind of cursed fire?" asked Macao as he finished taking a swing of his booze.
"Yeah, it is. It even said it takes on the form of an animal, making it seem alive," said Harry.
"I see now why you would need Natsu's help. He might know the best place to train for that kind of stuff, too," said Wakaba while Harry nodded in agreement.
Harry turned back around to see that they are still fighting. He lays Secrets of the Darkest Arts in front of him and starts reading some other curses. There are three spell that are known as the Unforgivables, curses that you place on objects to kill the one who wears them, and a disintegration curse that does just as it sounds. There are other curses too, but they make Harry shudder more, such as the entrail-expelling curse.
'Again, this is a nasty book,' thought Harry.
The fighting finally stopped, allowing Harry to walk over to Natsu and ask the question. "Hey Natsu, could you help me with something?"
Natsu, who was lying on the floor catching his breath, looked up in wonder. "Sure thing, but when did you get back?" he asked.
Harry shrugged, "Not long ago. You guys started fight shortly before I walked through the door."
Natsu got up from the wooden floor so he was at eye level with Harry. "So what do you need help with? Did you pick another job already?" he asked with a grin.
Shaking his head, Harry replied, "No, I just need help with training. Do you know any place that will allow you to train in strong fire magic without any worry to others?"
Natsu smirked, "I know just the place! I go there sometimes to train. Need any help with your training?"
Harry smiled happily. "Thanks Natsu, and yes, I do need your help in training. The spell I want to learn is difficult to control and can't be extinguished by normal means. No one knows how to put it out or how long it would take for it to go out on its own."
"Sounds like fun! I'll also have free snacks while training ya! Let's go pack and I'll show you the place," Natsu said before taking off.
"Wait, Natsu! I was thinking of going tomorrow, since Castor hasn't seen me all day yesterday!"
Natsu stopped in his tracks, and turned to Harry with a pout. "Oh, all right. I guess we can wait till tomorrow," he said. Harry nodded in gratitude, and then walked back over to his son.
The next day, Harry packed all the spell books he owns: Book of Spells, Spells for Wand Magic, Advances Potion Making owned by the Half-Blood Prince, and Secrets of the Darkest Arts. He knows that the potions are useless to him, but there are some created spells in the book that would be a great help.
Harry also made sure to pack the Sword of Gryffindor so he can practice his basics with it. He already got Erza to help with that yesterday with Castor and Romeo watching.
"I never thought I would see the day where Harry Potter would use spells from a Dark Arts tome," Draco Malfoy's voice said from behind. Harry turned to gaze at the portrait, and then shrugged.
"They are a lot more useful in life and death battles than some of the spells that I'm slowly remembering," Harry replied. "Besides, members of Fairy Tail, such as Mira and Freed can turn into demons and use dark magic. They are far from evil, and I don't remember believing that all things dark is so."
Draco sneered, "Even back then you didn't see all things dark evil. You were friends with a werewolf, and they are known dark creatures." The moment Draco said werewolf, Harry thought of a blond man offering him chocolate.
"Thanks Draco, you just helped me regain a new memory, even if it's just the face of a person," Harry said, just as he was lifting up his pack. "Now I'm off. Cas and his familiars will be staying with Macao and Romeo while I'm gone. Hopefully you won't start feeling too lonely."
Draco turned up his nose. "Oh, please. I've been dead for 500 years now. I doubt I'll ever get lonely with just me and the other portraits." Draco then added under his breath, "Even if they are boring."
Harry chuckled at that. "Well, I'll see you when I get back, Draco." He started making his way toward the door.
"Hopefully not too long or else I'll clam you're neglecting your duty as a father!"
"I'll be gone for at most a month! I hardly believe that Fiendfyre would take longer than that to learn!" Harry called back to Draco from even farther away, "Later!"
"We're here!" Natsu shouted loudly.
"Ay!" Happy joined in.
Harry looked around and found nothing but open, rocky terrain. He nodded his head in approval. "I like it. This is definitely the perfect place to train with fire; nothing here is flammable." 'Except me…' Harry thought.
{Don't worry, Natsu or I will protect you. Also, I have to correct you; Happy is also flammable,} said Fawkes.
Natsu grinned widely. "Well then, LET'S GET STARTED ON TRAINING!"
"AY SIR!" Happy, along with Harry said with Fawkes screeching loudly as if saying the words aloud.
"So, this dark guild knows where Zeref is?" Voldemort asked.
"Yes they do. Alas, we are too busy to go and found out what they know, but you seem free…" Kyouka said.
"You want me to go to go them to find Zeref?"
"More like make them help you find him easier, My Lord."
Voldemort thought about the request. He hates that these demons can't do all the dirty work, but they are great when it comes to finding information. He's glad that he got them under his control.
"I'll go personally then. Do you know where they believe Zeref to be?"
"Something about Fairy Tail's sacred grounds is where they believe him to be." When Voldemort heard Fairy Tail he felt dark joy.
'Harry Potter, I do believe we'll be meeting again soon.'
TBC
Okay, one: I gave Harry Secrets of the Darkest Arts, because that is the only book I can think of that may have Fiendfyre in it. We also don't know just what dark curses are in it – besides Horcruxs – so… I'm saying all the nasty curses are in it.
Two: I don't know if there is a town in Fairy Tail called Oliver or not. If there isn't, then I just made up a town, but I know I heard of this town before, but I can't remember where I heard it. Does anyone know?
And three: Voldemort believes that he has control over Tartaros. As you can guess, he does not. They sent him to – guess where – but made it seem like he's given the option.
Voldy: I can't believe that Potter is going to be learning how to cast and control Fiendfyre.
Natsu: From what Zeff told me, it's sounds awesome! It can even take on the form of a dragon! :D
Harry: Mine might not take on that form though.
Enj/Dark: I just realized something… O.O Fiendfyre is like the Patronus. They both take on forms of animals.
Zeref: That's all they have in common though.
Harry: *thoughtful* Not really, they have one more thing in common. They are both powerful spells that need a lot of skill to use. A Patronus needs a powerful, happy memory to even take form while Fiendfyre needs a powerful, skilled wizard to control.
Enj/Dark: That had to be one of the smartest things I have ever heard you say, Harry.
Voldy: Since when were you smart? Maybe being around all these smart people is doing you good.
Natsu: Thanks, Voldy! :)
Voldy: I wasn't talking about you. -_-
Zeref&Enj: He's mostly referring to himself… -_-
Zeref: Please review.