Author's note:

Altered Destiny is officially Abandoned. Thank you so much for both the support and taking time review, but this story's Super!Harry and the utter lack of conflict I set up has driven me to be utterly bored writing it. I'm just starting to write up an alternate version which will have both major and minor changes. One of these changes will include the absense of Leaena Malfoy, so if you want that whole 'mystery' thing revealed, check out my profile. It's both far-fetched and pretty stupid, but that's why I'm pulling it, isn't it?

I might be putting myself in over my head by posting this, but my loyal readers deserve. Here a preview of my plans for Altered Destiny: Durmstrang


A Choice...

"We can't teach him all of this ourselves-"

"He needs stability-"

"Those his own age-"

"A weapon-"

A hand violently slapped the table, causing its bickering occupants to snap to attention. Their aggressive stances deflated under the women's, their master's, harsh gaze.

"Very well," her stare gradually softened as her eyes swept over the council. "He will attend Durmstrang."


A New School...

Harry watched as his new headmaster paced in front of them, eying each of them up as he passed. He paused as he reached Harry, but continued, each footfall echoing across the hall.

with a legacy...

"You all come from the finest of wizarding families."

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"You're an Eagle from now on."

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"But, here you cannot always fall on your name. You must have strength. Power."

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"I'm just a weapon to you!"

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"You will strive to prove yourself during your first year. At the Chosen Ceremony you will hopefully be recruited by one of our fine brotherhoods."

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Foxes

Wolves

Snakes

Bears

Tigers...

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"The utmost of loyalty is excepted."

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"We'll follow you."

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"I shall say this to you only once, for from this moment until the Ceremony at the end of the year, you are on your own."

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"I don't need your help."

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"Good Luck."


Former Champions...

"And Cedric Diggory wins! The first Triwizard champion in centuries!"

"Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour following respectively...

And Rising Ones...

"As tradition dictates, the Triwizard Tournament will commence this year, three years following the former. The best of you will be accompanying me and our former champion," he indicated the sulking figure by his side. "To Hogwarts."

His eyes drifted to a young man with intense green eyes in the crowd, one of his best pupils, "Hopefully this time we will bring back what is rightfully ours."


New Alliances...

"Fleur, but you already know that don't you?"

"Viktor Krum."

"I'm Blaise. Zabini."

"Parvati. Lucky you, huh?"

"Name's Seamus Finnigan, mate."

New enemies

"That damn clan is crossing the line!"

"Ginny Weasley is dead..."

"Something is killing the muggles...eating them..."


An Altered Destiny...

The blond woman dove to her right as the creature's clawed hand ripped down. Her sister slashed her sword at the appendage, only to have it bend as it smashed against the tough hide.

"A little help here, Harry!"

As her voice rang out the man in question roughly fell to his back, a mutilated dog's teeth digging into the flesh of his arm. He scrambled back, only succeeding in further lodging the teeth into himself. He winced as another pair of teeth got his calf and kicked out wildly, smiling grimly as he heard a satisfying crack.

"Harry!

"I'm a bit in over my head here myself!"

He gradually sat up, one arm still fighting for release, the other flopping uselessly by his side. Before he could make his way over to the twins, however, a shadow in the open doorway caught his attention. He met eyes with a man that appeared very similar to himself, save his Hogwarts uniform to his own Durmstrang. And his eyes. Red eyes.

'Riddle'

He violently threw his arm against the wall, bashing the dog's head on the stone and repeated again. As soon as the dog released him he ran towards the door, intent on finishing what began 16 years ago.

"Harry!!"

He slid to a stop as he looked back helplessly at the tiering twins, then back to the door where Riddle was escaping. He only had so long before he was gone again...