A Halloween chapter in the year where Harry teaches his parents. Thank you to those who've enjoyed reading the story so far and I would appreciate any constructive input you may have. Also, this story features the first cameo of a familiar character(s) with more to follow.
Chapter 3: The Melancholy of Harry Potter
A.KA.
Chapter 3: Harry's Portal Magic: Yu Mo Gwai Gwaai Fai Di Zao
Several days passed without an incident. Some people were claiming that some chill in the air has entered into their souls. The most people could make of this was that Harry was planning something big.
When his seventh year class came to the classroom, Harry quickly ushered them out.
"Where are we going sir?" Asked a Slytherin girl.
"To Hagrid's. He's agreed to help me out in this portion," came Harry's calm reply.
The class was left in wonder. What was Hagrid going to teach them? While many of the Gryffindors knew that Hagrid was very kind, they all knew that Hagrid wasn't…shall we say…the brightest bunch of berries.
Harry led them out to see Hagrid.
"Hello there Hagrid."
"'ello 'Arry."
"This as you all know is Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys and Grounds of Hogwarts," Harry said to his class. "I will not be able to teach the next few lessons so Hagrid has so kindly offered to help me. I must ask all of you to respect him even more than me and you will refer to him as Professor Hagrid. Any disrespect and I will make sure that you will regret it." His voice had an edge to it that many could only recognize as protective.
"On a lighter note," Harry said cheerfully. He took out a wooden flute. It was encrusted with several small gems. He started playing a fast pace song. The students felt their hairs stand on end as wind whipped around them.
"LOOK!" a student shouted while pointing at the sky.
Down descended several dragons. They were of every species. Some snorted fire into the air upon landing and others lowered their heads towards Harry, who seemingly took no notice and continued to play.
When all of the dragons calmed down and looked at him, he stopped playing. He turned back to everyone. "These dragons are very proud creatures. Don't make any sudden movements and treat them as how you want to be treated. Hagrid can go over them with you." Harry looked towards Hagrid who was staring at the dragons in fascination. "Hagrid, I'll leave them with you."
Hagrid pulled Harry aside. "I 'preciate the chance you're givin' me 'Arry, but I dun know the first thing 'bout teachin' class."
"Don't worry Hagrid. Just make sure they know the basic points about a dragon and how to distinguish them. Tell them what to do if they get cornered by one. Have them draw sketches. I'm sure you'll do fine. I trust you."
Hagrid was beaming with watery eyes. "Thanks."
Harry turned around and walked back inside the castle. He was sure that Hagrid could do it.
No one saw Harry for several days afterwards. All of the class apparently got the same assignment with Hagrid.
Hagrid was a great teacher when it came to dragons. You can ask him any question and you're sure to get an answer. The students also were especially respectful to Hagrid because Harry held him in high regards and no one wanted to get on his bad side. Even the Slytherins kept their toes in line.
It wasn't until they all finished with the set of dragons that they found a notice on the board. It stated that all students will still report to Hagrid for DADA.
Outside, they saw a large black dragon. Hagrid seemed mesmerized by the dragon. It was midnight black and had sharp spikes growing out of its elbows, wing joints, and neck.
"What kind of dragon is that?" Lily asked Hagrid fearfully.
"I dun rightly know," he said still in awe. "'Arry just showed up and did some kind of magic. The dragon seemed to come out of ther ground."
They kept staring at the dragon. After several more minutes, Hagrid was able to shake himself out of the stupor. He issued some paper to the class and told them to draw the dragon.
"I dun know about this specie. Have ter take it up with 'Arry."
The dragon stood still throughout the entire class making it incredibly easy to draw. It was also all black so there wasn't much shading to be done on it.
The day afterwards, Harry was in his classroom. He looked more tired than usual.
"Hello everyone," he said with a cheery smile.
Everyone said their greeting back to him.
"So how was class with Hagrid?"
The students rolled on to a long story of what they learned and so forth. Harry just nodded and after a while, the students were wondering if he was actually listening to them.
Harry's lesson was less interesting than usual. He was telling them that 'Peskipiksi Pesternomi' was not a real spell.
"You are actually saying 'Pesky pixie pester no me'. You'd have more of a chance to affect them with peashooter than you would with that spell."
Harry shook his head and looked down at his watch. "Well it's almost time to let you guys out so I'll proceed with the announcement."
Harry's face broke out in a grin. The students were starting to get freaked out. "This year, we'll be having a ball on Halloween."
This was not what the class was expecting. Everyone was trying to talk over each other to find out more about the ball.
Harry cleared his voice loudly. "Any question is to be taken up with your Head of House. Class dismissed!"
While the class dismissed quickly and talked about the ball, they were also talking of how he always seemed to let them out of his class early.
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Another Side Another Story: Types of Magic
"What kind of professors did you have for DADA?" A boy asked Harry.
"Well, let's see. Out of seven, only three were competent and only one of those three were nice. My first professor worked for Voldemort and ended up dead by my hands," Harry looked down at his hands. "My second was a fraud and suffered terrible memory loss, also mainly done by my involvement. My third was the nice one and he was a werewolf." Some of the class gasped and Remus was looking at Harry incredulously.
"It's true. A better friend and mentor one would be hard pressed to find. He was forced to retire during some business that kinda included me though not exactly directly… unless you want to dig deep… Anyway, my fourth turned out to be a Death Eater in the guise of an Auror and he ended up getting an accidental Dementor's Kiss, I was somewhat the reason that he got kissed. My fifth was a ministry chosen defense who taught us more on wand care than actual defense. She was stupid enough to offend a herd of centaurs and got what she deserved, because a friend and I tricked her to go into their territory. The sixth one was a Potions Master and let's just say that we weren't ever on the right foot. I didn't really bother coming back for my seventh year."
The whole class took a while to let all of that settle in. Remus frowned. Something was fishy. Something that Harry had said contradicted what he said earlier. He was sure of it.
"So you fight in the style that your third year teacher taught?" Asked Lily.
"No, I fight by my own style. A little mix of everything. I'm also well versed in many fields of magic even if I don't necessarily use them."
"There's more than one branch?" Snape asked in surprise.
"Of course. There's your every day spells that are taught here at Hogwarts. There are wandless magic and nonverbal spells. There are spells that affect the mind such as Occlumency and Legilimancy. Necromancy and Sonomancy are two such branches that have gotten out of use. Then of course there are Blood spells which many consider dark."
Harry's face lit up. "In fact, I'll give you another chance for extra credit. Research an obscured branch of magic, like the ones I just mentioned, and turn in a paper. I'll see if I can give you any extra credit."
"Can you just give me a topic sir?" Lily asked earnestly.
"Uh sure. Why don't you do Blood magic," Harry said.
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Harry entered the staff room. The teachers there were all looking pointedly at him.
"Yes?"
"I don't really see why you're doing this," Sprout said.
Harry shrugged. "I don't either. I don't even know what 'this' is. Grammatical lesson: Don't use words that refer to an earlier word in the sentence unless you have the object or person you are already referring to already mentioned." He picked up a cup of tea and sipped from it as he sat down.
"Why did you decide to have a ball?" McGonagall asked.
"Because, it was the easiest way to have everyone let loose all of the tensions. Besides, with the guests coming, they'll want something to do."
"GUESTS?!" everyone shouted.
"Yes, guests," Harry said calmly while still nursing his tea. "Besides, I took a lot of time preparing them to visit this castle. That's why I wasn't able to teach class these last few days."
"That's another thing all together," McGonagall said sharply.
Harry looked up instantly at her.
"I'm worried about the way you're teaching class," McGonagall said. The other teachers around her nodded in agreement. "We want the students to be prepared for their exams."
"Don't worry; I'll make sure that they are all prepared. In fact, we're ahead of schedule right now."
The teachers looked at him in alarm.
"How can you be ahead of schedule?" Slughorn asked.
"By not being behind," he answered simply and shrugged.
Then he just stood up and went out the door. As he walked out, Dumbledore walked in.
"Harry sure seemed tired. I wonder what happened," Dumbledore thought out loud.
"I don't know about this Albus," McGonagall told him. "I understand that he is brilliant, but his methods are rather unorthodox."
"And perhaps that is just what we need to prepare the students for Voldemort." Everyone, except Dumbledore, flinched.
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Another Side Another Story: Savvy, Sevie?
The Marauders were on another nightly trip. It wasn't the full moon yet, that was in another few nights. Still, they were prowling the halls and going towards Harry's class. They were all carefully hidden under the invisibility cloak.
"We haven't played a prank in a while and we never saw the one that we did on Harry," Sirius whispered to them.
"I know, I know," James said. "I'm just beginning to doubt what we're doing."
The rest of the Marauders looked at him in shock. James sighed. "I mean, what if Lily was right and I am a bigheaded idiot."
"Don't feel bad James," Remus comforted.
"Yeah, we all know that already," Sirius added.
"Really not helping Sirius," James retorted angrily.
Sirius sighed. He understood why James was acting like this. Poor kid's been smitten with Lily for years now. "Okay James, we'll lighten up on the pranks. It is our last year after all. Still, I'm going to miss our humor."
"There always come a time for growing up," Remus said regrettably. "Still, we're on for tonight."
They crept carefully to Harry's door. Once they verified that Harry wasn't waiting on the other side, they opened the door and walked in.
It didn't take long to set up the prank. When Harry stepped into the room the next day, his entire room is going to be filled with soap suds and bubbles. If he tried to vanish them, they'll just grow exponentially. Not that they won't even if he didn't try to vanish them anyways.
Remus' ears perked up slightly. Someone was talking close by. He signed for his fellow Marauders to come with him. He followed the sound until he reached the door that was to the right of Harry's desk. The knob was pointed at a blue mirror. The sounds were coming from behind the door.
The Marauders put their ears on the door to hear better.
"So what do you think of this potion?" Came Harry's voice.
"Acceptable," a voice replied. Sirius said that it reminded him of when Snivellus talked.
"Come on, it needs to be perfect. Otherwise it could poison him."
"I repeat, it is acceptable. If it poisons him, then all the better and the world will be rid of that menace."
"You don't really mean that."
"Yes I do."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do!"
"Whatever you say."
"You will never be fit for as a competent Potions Master."
"I never said I wanted to be one."
"Humph."
"Come now, we've been friends for years. I think that it shouldn't be too hard to offer me some kind of praise. Savvy, Sevie?" Harry drawled the last part.
The Marauders finished setting up the rest of their prank and hurriedly got back to their dorm. They had much to discuss about their professor.
-
The night of the ball was fast approaching. The ball was open to all the students and they were encouraged to go and dance. Harry was often seen wandering the corridors decorating. His tastes were slightly morbid for them. It wasn't comforting when he brought in a tombstone with the words 'I'll see you in the next life' on it.
When the big day arrived, the whole castle was excited and anticipating. Harry's friends were due to come. If Harry is any indication, his friends will be…colorful.
In the Gryffindor dorms, everyone was getting ready when they heard soft singing. The voices grew more and more confident and it was really getting spooky.
"Boys and girls of every age,
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see,
On this night of Halloween."
The students were freaking out and decided to head towards the Great Hall where all of the teachers were.
Unfortunately, the corridors leading to the Great Hall was not the same ones that were there before they went to their dorms. The stairs' railings were no longer smooth banisters. They were spiked. Apparently it changed in the span of half an hour.
"This is Halloween. This is Halloween.
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night."
Jack-o-lanterns fell from out of nowhere, skewering themselves on the spikes neatly before the flames inside them flickered into life.
"This is Halloween. Everybody make a scene.
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright."
"This our night, everybody scream.
On this night of Halloween."
Some ghosts that were definitely not part of the Hogwarts ghosts came gliding through the walls and passed through several students while trying to claw them with their non-corporeal appendages.
"I am the one hiding under your bed.
Fangs ground sharp and eyes glowing red."
Several second year Ravenclaw girls screamed as the monster appeared under their bed.
"I am the one hiding under your stairs.
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair."
The girls screamed again as once they rushed out of the room, they rushed to the stairs…only to find another creature hanging from the underside and reaching over to grab their legs.
"This is Halloween. This is Halloween.
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween.
On this night, we call home,
Everyone hails to the Pumpkin Song."
Several bats flew down from the ceiling and circled some students. They were all screaming and trying to get away. The students swore that the bats were snickering as they all flew away.
"On this night, don't we love it now?
Everyone's waiting for the next surprise.
Round that corner man, hiding in the trash can,
Something's waiting to pounce and how you'll SCREAM!
This is Halloween.
Red and black, and slimy green."
Several creatures jumped out of the ground and disappeared just as quickly after giving the passersby some mild heart attacks.
"Well aren't you scared?
Well that's just fine.
Say it once, say it twice.
Take a chance and roll the dice.
Rise with the moon in the dead of night."
The attentions of several students were drawn to the courtyard as they heard the somewhat high pitch singing. There seemed to be two dark figures flying on broomsticks. The Muggleborns said that it was like the stereotypical Muggle versions of witches (hags in other words). Some of the girls reacted rather badly to that.
They looked towards the Whomping Willow to see another tree approach it while singing. It hung up some skeletons on the willow.
"Everybody scream, everybody scream!"
The skeletons looked up to face the watching students.
"On this night of Halloween."
They sang in an eerie voice. This spooked the students enough to get them to continue on their quest to the Great Hall.
"I am the clown with the tear-away face.
Here in a flash and gone without a trace."
A clown on a unicycle screamed at Peter who nearly wetted his pants.
"I am 'the who' when you call 'Who's there?'
I am the wind blowing through your hair."
A soft voice sang out to them as a gentle caressing wind swept through the girls' hair.
"I am the shadow on the moon at night,
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright."
Severus looked up to see the moon waning from its full night earlier. The shadow dissolved into bats. Severus was less than impressed. He's seen scarier. Like Black dancing around in his unmentionables.
"This is Halloween. This is Halloween.
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween."
A group of the creatures drew around the students still wandering the corridors and ushered them towards the Great Hall.
"Tender lumplings everywhere.
Life's no fun without a good scare.
That's our job but we're not mean.
On this night of Halloween."
The creatures settled down next to the students at the tables there were some in every house. The students didn't envy the ones having to sit next to the monsters. One of them, quite large, acted like an overzealous mother and kept on pinching the cheeks of the students sitting next to her.
"On this night, don't we love it now?
Everyone's waiting for the next surprise.
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee, make you jump out of you skin."
A short man in a top hat appeared near the head table.
Harry was enjoying all of this apparently from his maniacal grin. He jumped on his chair and placed one foot on the table before starting to sing along.
"This is Halloween."
Harry took command of the song.
"Won't you please make way for a very special guy?!"
A figure started rising from the shadow of the short man near the head table.
"Our man Jack he's king of the Pumpkin Patch.
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King NOW!!!"
A thin, lankly skeleton decked out in a pinstriped suit rose out with his arms across his chest.
"This is Halloween. This is Halloween.
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween."
Harry stepped down from the table and spoke out softly. "On this night, we call home, everyone hail to the Pumpkin Song."
All of the ghosts in the castle floated out into the hall and joined up with the new ghosts and sang at the top of their ghostly lungs. "La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la…"
Harry walked to the front where the new comer stood.
"Hello Jack, how are you?" Harry said amiably.
"Ah Harry. It's so good to see you again." Jack replied and shook Harry's hand.
Harry faced the school. "This is my good friend Jack. He agreed to help make this year's Halloween one of the most memorable." Harry turned to Jack. "I think I saw that one already. I thought that you were going to do a new one."
Jack's grin faltered slightly. "Well, you see Harry, the thing was that we didn't have enough time to prepare for a new act. You called so suddenly that we couldn't do anything new," Jack finished sadly. He hated seeing a disappointed audience.
Harry grinned. "Nothing to worry about. I always loved your works, and I'm pretty sure that you've scared most of the students."
Jack grinned proudly. "We always try our best."
Harry faced the school again. "Let's get this party started."
Despite being the undead (but they're not really because some were witches and trees and so forth) they were very good party guests. Those that could eat showed immaculate table manners.
Afterwards was the promised dance. Harry, Calucifer, and Jack eagerly danced with all of the awaiting girls; even though Jack seemed to want to dance with Sally most.
Though the girls were scared of the strangeness of the three, they found out that they were exceptional dancers. Harry was seen happily dancing with a silvery blushing Moaning Myrtle.
The songs also weren't too weird. They were light and kept everyone's hearts happy.
When everything ended, the students bid goodnight to Jack's troop and marched up to bed.
"Well Harry, this was a wonderful Halloween," Jack said. "Are you sure you don't want us to scare the students some more?"
Harry chuckled. "I'm quite sure Jack. They still have class tomorrow. I think that you've made a lasting impression on them."
"You are too kind."
"No, it's true. Anyway, everyone ready to return to Halloween Town?"
After a collective answer of "Yes.", the citizens of Halloween Town disappeared from Hogwarts.
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Another Side Another Story: Elf Song I
"Easy girl…calm down," Harry said slowly and carefully to the girl in front of him.
Harry wondered how he got in this situation in the first place. The girl in front of him seemed to be a mass murderer or bio-weapon of some sort. He had just witnessed her killing over twenty guards armed with auto-rifles. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to terminate her.
The girl herself was strange. She had pinkish colored hair from what he can see. Her face though was hidden behind a mask…or rather a heavy helmet. The part that he was most uncomfortable with was the fact that she wasn't wearing anything at all.
"I'm not here to hurt you," he said as he walked closer to her cautiously. He saw her killing the guards with some kind of invisible attack. Their arms, legs, body parts just went flying in a spray of blood.
The girl stopped and faced him. He stopped his walking as well. He didn't want to upset the girl and cause any unnecessary violence. He gave her plenty of room, slightly more than two meters.
They faced each other for nearly a minute. Harry took a step towards her. He knew something was wrong. There was a change in air's energy field.
Harry brought up a shield to deflect anything material or energy. When he felt the impact, he looked at his energy registry. Whatever hit his shield had gaseous material and a highly critical energy rating.
He looked back at the girl. Was she doing this somehow?
The girl looked shocked. Or at least he thought so. She took a step back, but he couldn't see anything on her face as it was covered.
"I don't want to fight you," he said and took another step forward.
The same thing happened. Harry was now sure that she was the cause of all the attacks. Her attacks weren't all invisible. It was just moving too fast for him to see in the visible light spectrum and that the energy pushed the air onto his shield. The air wasn't part of her attack at all.
The girl was also seeing that she wasn't going to be winning this battle with her attacks. She walked up to him and stopped in front of him. Hopefully he wouldn't be of any threat like he said. If he tried anything, hopefully his shield won't be able to block her from the short range.
Harry looked at her to see if she was trying to trick him into coming closer where she can hopefully get through his shields. Harry shook his head. If her attacks consisted of what he saw earlier, then he was safe. Still, he didn't want to accidentally hurt her.
He pulled out a flat metallic object. The girl visibly tensed.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," he said calmly. He took another step and felt her taking out her attacks again.
He paused. She stopped. The attacks faded. He took another step. The energy readings flared. Harry sighed. This was going to take a while.
He placed his hands on her helmet. She flinched. She didn't try to maim him though. He sighed in relief.
He took the flat metallic object and poked at the helmet. He fiddled around for several seconds.
"Hmm, this thing's locked tight. Oh well, I'll do this the old fashion way." He put away the object and clapped his hands together. The girl flinched at the sound of the clap.
Harry placed both his hands on the helmet and concentrated. In two seconds, the atoms in the helmet were separated and were little more than dust. Harry took a deep breath and blew the remains that were still on her hair.
The girl looked up at him. Her hair covered her left eye. He can see that she was no ordinary human though. Her irises were red, but he knew that she wasn't human from before that moment. Two small horns on the side of her head made that obvious. Well more so considering her attacks from earlier.
She frowned at him and looked away. He placed his hand underneath her chin and tilted her head gently to look at him. She was shocked at first.
He stared deep into her eyes. Then he smiled. "I like you already. You have very beautiful eyes."
Thus began the two's unlikely journey together.
-
Harry wasn't in for breakfast for that morning. Niether were Hedwig or Calucifer. He wasn't in the room either. Hedwig was standing to announce why Harry wasn't there. Calucifer was shooting spitballs at a target he hung up on the wall. He had surprisingly pretty good accuracy.
"Unfortunately, due to reasons beyond his control, Harry is suffering from traumatic events in his past and will be unable to teach today, and quite possibly tomorrow," Hedwig said sadly.
"What happened?" A Slytherin girl asked.
"That's for you not to know," Calucifer answered simply. "If you want to know, you can try asking Harry when he's better but don't count on getting any answers."
"I'M SORRY!!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO IT!" Harry's voice came out from the door.
Hedwig and Calucifer looked at each other. "Weren't those doors warded with silencing wards for the day?" He asked Hedwig.
She nodded. "I'll go and see if I can help. You try to keep their attention with a lesson."
"We're still here you know," Sirius muttered.
Hedwig walked over and opened the door. She put up both her arms in an X formation as some dark energy started flowing out the door. Interestingly, they could all see it.
Hedwig took a deep breath and held it, bracing herself as she walked in and closed the door. The class waited. After five minutes they turned to Calucifer when nothing interesting seemed to be happening.
He held up three fingers and ticked them off. In three seconds they heard screaming.
"I'LL JOIN YOU!!!" Came Harry's voice.
"NO YOU WON'T!!!"
"BUT I MUST!!!"
"BUT YOU WON'T!!!"
"I DESERVE TO AFTER WHAT I'VE DONE!!!"
"DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT IT WILL HELP ATONE FOR YOUR SINS THEN?!?!?!"
Harry stayed silent.
"Admit it, you miss them and want to move on to see them again," Hedwig's voice came, more softly this time.
"I'll atone for what I've done," Harry said in a whisper though they could all hear it.
Calucifer sighed. "It'll be the best that you can do." He shook his head sadly. "Every year," he looked down at his watch, "I can even set my watch to this."
-
Another Side Another Story: Weren't we supposed to be keeping this a secret?
Calucifer turned to his class. "You all are probably wondering what happened to Harry to cause him to be like this."
The class nodded collectively. They wanted to hear what caused Harry to be like this.
"Harry has seen a lot in his life. Much more than it should be asked of any person. But then again, Harry has always shoulder the burdens of others. That he can comprehend. He can accept that what he's doing, even if he suffers for it, if it can help out those who are close to him, or if it's to help out the millions of innocents that he will likely never meet.
"However, when he inflicts harms on those close to him, or innocents, then he feels extreme guilt for it."
"But even if that's the reason, why did he break down today instead of the other days?" Remus asked.
"Very good observation Mr. Lupin. Harry is quite adept at masking his emotions. No one, and I mean no one, can reach his inner mind unless he lets them, which he doesn't anymore, or when he lets down his guard slightly because of something very tiring."
"Can you tell us what happened?" Lily asked.
Calucifer took a sip of some conjured tea. He made a face. "It's not really my story and most of it happened before I met up with Harry." He thought for a while. "I suppose that I can tell you some of the stuff." He took another sip and made another face.
"I suppose that I should start at the beginning. Today is the day, that Harry's life was turned upside-down. Voldemort was seeking Harry. His parents went into hiding with him. Voldemort found them. His father fell to the wand of Voldemort. From what I've heard, he didn't fear Voldemort at all and was all too willing to die for the sake of his family.
"While he did buy his wife and infantile son some time, it wasn't enough. Voldemort proceeded to try and kill Harry. He offered Harry's mom a way out. Literally, she was given the way out. A Death Eater was close to her and, though she was against Voldemort, the said Death Eater begged Voldemort to spare her life. Voldemort decided to comply. He was only there for Harry and Harry only.
"His mom wouldn't have any of it. She begged Voldemort to spare her son. She even offered her life in place of her son's. Voldemort refused. He killed her as well.
"When he turned his wand on Harry though, something unexpected occurred. Harry's mom must have been an extraordinarily accomplished witch because she somehow managed to save her son."
"Wait, so Voldemort just gave up?" Asked Snape.
"No, not quite. I'm not the one who should answer that. Harry will be more suited to that task."
"Wow, that is a good reason for having such a trauma on this day," Frank Longbottom said.
"That's not the only thing. Because of this, he was sent to his Muggle relatives. Let's just say that they treat him lower than dirt, house elves, garden gnomes, and so on. They usually wished that he died along with his parents, but since they were stuck with him, they might as well make him work.
"I digress though. On Halloween of his first year, Harry made a bond that would last throughout the life of his friends. That night, Harry and a friend of his, fought a troll that someone set loose in the castle. They saved a girl and she became their best friend for the rest of her life.
"She's gone now, so I've heard. She died on Halloween, the day he helped save her, several years later on what Harry dubbed as his Fool's Quest." Calucifer checked his watch. "There are more incidents, but we're out of time. Ask him if you wish, don't be surprise if he gets all defensive."
With that, the bell rang and class was dismissed.
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Another Side Another Story: Wait…another one?
"You really have to stop doing this to yourself," Hedwig said gently as she carefully bandaged up his arm.
"It makes me remember," Harry said sadly. "I don't want to forget again."
"Maybe, but I doubt that you friends would do that to you or want you to do it to yourself."
"Anyway, Voldemort is going to call an attack on Hogwarts soon."
"I'm going to regret asking this but…give me the five 'W's."
"Voldemort and most of his Death Crunchers, they're going to have a long scale attack on Hogwarts, next month, here traditionally means here, because he decides that I'm too good a prize to give up and that I can potentially prove fatal if I side with Dumbledore."
Hedwig shook her head. "Well, hopefully they'll be ready by then."
"Your project? You never did tell me what you were going to do."
"And I'm not going to. You're just going to have to wait and find out."
"When did my familiars get so snarky?"
"Ever since we were introduce to you and decided that you weren't half bad."
"Gee thanks."
"Now you're snarky. Well I'll admit that you're more than half bad. You're all bad."
"…That was just pathetic."
"…I know…I couldn't think of anything else…"
"…I'm hungry…"
"…Beef set…"
"…Hail Pork…de arimasu."
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Another Side Another Story: Black Kitten IV
"He seems dangerous," Ron said cautiously.
"You shouldn't be so quick to judge," Hermione reprimanded him slightly.
"Yeah, but you don't see any other students carrying firelegs into the school. You were the first one who objected to that!"
Hermione blushed slightly. "I know! But still, they still let him in so I'm sure they had a reason that he isn't going to shoot us. And it's called firearms!"
"Whatever, I'm still sleeping down here tonight though."
"That goes for us," Seamus spoke up for all of the rest of the boys who were to share a dorm with the Harry Potter.
"Boys," Hermione said as she made her way to her dorm. Still, she had to silently congratulate them on thinking this time. She probably would have chosen to sleep down there as well if she had to be sleeping in the same room with him.
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"Here," Ginny said as she nervously approached him. In her hands was a ribbon with a small golden bell.
"What is that?" he muttered uninterestedly as he eyed the ribbon.
Ginny blushed. "If you wear this, then you'll be like the cat in the story. You won't become dangerous anymore."
Harry continued to look at her. "Are you an idiot?" He grabbed the ribbon and bell and chucked it out the window.
Everyone looked at him. Ginny had the worst. Her eyes brimmed with tears. She bolted out of the room. The teachers headed his way to reprimand him.
"Twenty points for inappropriate behavior," Professor Snape snarled at him.
Harry glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Wait, so you actually care for students? That's news. Especially for a Gryff."
He quickly got up and left. Before he could make it to the door, Ginny's brother, Ron, confronted him. He didn't care that he was in a public place. No one messes with his sister and gets away with it.
Before Ron even got close enough to use his wand, Harry's gun was already out and pointed at him. Before anyone could stop him, Harry pulled the trigger and a red stream of light shot out of the nozzle. It hit Ron square in the chest and he slumped to the ground. Harry flicked his gun back into its holster and walked out the door.
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Ginny winced. Where did this guy come from? He didn't seem like a wizard. He doesn't use a wand. He fights with…strings? Yep, that's what they look like. She sighed.
She was just waiting outside to cool down after Harry dismissed her gift at breakfast. She snuck some lunch without being seen and went back to hiding out near the edge of the forest. It was getting dark and she was thinking of going back in when this guy came out of nowhere. He flung these fine strings around her. She saw that he meant business. She saw the string cut straight through a tree trunk and at the moment there were strings across her wrists, ankles, abdomen, and neck.
"So tell me where your boyfriend is," the guy asked her in a suave voice.
Ginny was confused. "Why would you want to know that?" She shook her head. Why was she even answering him? Was she crazy? "Anyways, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment."
"Wise gal eh? Well, we'll see soon enough. Let's have some fun first," he said with a sadistic smile. He twitched his fingers, to which the strings were connected, and Ginny watched in horror as some of the cloth where the strings touched ripped.
"That was just a taste. Here's the real thing."
Before he could twitch his fingers again, a gun shot was heard and he turned around to face his opponent. Ginny was looking through the darkness to see who was coming to help her. She couldn't see but she did hear a distinctive ring. She shook her head. It was probably from the gun. No way would he have…
His smile grew wide. "I knew you were lying. As soon as I heard that he was going here, I knew he would come if I kidnapped you."
Ginny's eyes grew wide as she saw Harry walking up to him, wearing his black trench coat and holding his gun at his side.
"Now I have no use for you," the guy said as he prepared to kill Ginny by playing all of the strings at once.
Ginny watched in horror as she saw her own death. She was jerked out of it as she hit the ground hard. She looked up and tried to register what just happened.
As soon as the guy twitched his fingers, Harry lifted his gun and shot the branch that connected and supported all of the strings. How he found it, she'll never know.
The guy was surprised as he turned around again to face Harry. "Congratulation. You're just as wonderful as they say you were, number thirteen, Black Cat." He held out his hand. "I'm number five, Caresser of the Strings."
Harry didn't shake it. "I haven't even heard of you."
The guy faltered slightly. "Well, you are lower in rank so I don't suppose that you would know me."
"Hardly," Harry replied coolly. "Because an organization is so big, it would make more sense for the higher people not to know the lower ones, but for the lower ones to look up to the higher ranks. I should know this, because as you have said, I am a lower rank."
The guy stuttered. "Well, be that as it may, I have instructions to bring you back or termination. You wouldn't want that now would you?"
"Maybe," Harry said as he took off running. Right where he was standing was now a deep groove cut by a string.
"You can't dodge forever! My strings will cut through anything!"
Ginny watched as several strings hemmed him in. His death looked inevitable. She couldn't believe what happened next.
Harry stood with his legs together, his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding his gun straight up. The strings were all caught on the nozzle of the gun.
"I'm sorry," Harry said tauntingly. "But my gun is made out of the same materials as your strings." He gave the strings a jerk and pulled the other guy off balance. "Say goodbye." His finger pulled the trigger.
"Goodbye," he said as he started to phase out.
Harry walked over to Ginny. She looked up to him in awe and wonder. Around his throat was the ribbon and bell he threw away earlier.
"Come on," he said as he helped her up off the ground. "You'll want to go and change before dinner." With that, he headed back inside.
Ginny looked back towards the area where the other guy fled. Hermione told her once…no twice…no for as long as she knew her, that you can't Apparate on Hogwarts grounds. This guy didn't Apparate then. He did something else.
She looked closer and saw slight splatters of blood on the grass. Even if he got away, Harry gave him a wound to remember. She smiled at that thought. Even if he was a jerk, he did protect her. Still, wasn't his gun supposed to fire spells? Not bullets as Hermione called them.
Oh well. He was a jerk, coldhearted, unkind, and those aren't his only shortcomings. But…somewhere in her heart, she knows that he has a light side that she can hope to help sprout. With that thought in mind, she hurried back to the castle.
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Another Side Another Story: What's going on?!?!?!
"Guys, I think that we should lay off Snape for a while," James said in a quiet voice.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop for a minute," Sirius said suddenly. "I understand that we should lay off the pranks, but now you want to pull punches with Snivellus as well?!"
"While I have been suggesting that for a while and being ignored at by you two, I must admit that this action surprises me James. Not in a bad way of course."
"But Remus, why should we stop? He deserves it," Peter asked.
"Let's go back to why we're 'having fun' with him in the first place," James said.
"Easy," replied Sirius quickly. "He's a git. He never lays off of us. And of course, the biggest thing of all. He exists. You said so yourself James, and not a truer statement can be said." Sirius finished and he slung an arm around James' neck.
"That's just it," James said, pushing Sirius' arm off of him. "I had a strange dream last night that made me do some thinking."
James looked like he was ready to tell the story. Sirius leaned over to Remus and whispered, "Do you think there's going to be a flashback?"
"Probably," came the answer.
Flashback
We were all there, and we were dangling Snape upside down like fifth year. Everybody was there and everything happened the same way…except the fact that Harry was there. And he was several years younger. I think that he could have been in our year.
"Leave him ALONE!"
"All right, Evens?"
"Leave him alone. What's he done to you?"
"Well, it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean…."
"That's enough!" a voice cried out from the crowd. Everyone turned around to see who shouted that. All eyes fell on Harry. If he noticed, he didn't say anything. He just strode forward and picked up Snape's wand.
He turned to face James and Sirius. They were livid. "You crossed the line far enough Harry. After all of that, we took pity on you and decided to lay off. And then you go and defend him."
"Yes, you decided to let me partially into your little group. Yes, you stopped targeting me. And yes, I do defend him. If this would happen as soon as you lose your target, then perhaps I should have stayed as a target. At least then you have a good enough reason for pranking me rather than singling someone out for their existence."
"Why you-!" Sirius started but Harry cut him off.
"Do you really believe that?" Harry asked them. They stared at him in confusion. Harry asked again. "Do you really believe that it's for the mere fact that he exists?" Everyone was staring at Harry, even Snape. Harry started laughing. He laughed harder and harder and had to lean on the upside-down Snape for support.
His eyes turned steely as he faced them again. "You guys remind me more of Voldemort than you realize."
The words had the expected effect. Several wands were pointed at him. Harry continued laughing. "Like I said, I've met with Voldemort already. We often have a short conversation before we try to blow the other to kingdom come." Harry dodged several of the curses thrown at him. Some who believed that he was lying soon saw that he spoke the truth when he said that he could dodge Voldemort.
Harry landed and threw a shield around himself, negating several of the spells, two from James and Sirius being high level cutting curses. The audience was even more impressed. To keep up a shield that absorbs attacks was no mean feat. "This is what he said to me one time. I asked him why he hated muggles and muggle-borns. He said, 'If not more than the fact that they simply exists….'"
Harry stood up as everyone froze and looked at him with gaping mouths. Harry continued on with his story. "After he said that, we resumed our battle. He fired two high level cutting curses at me. I was forced to stop them with the same shield that I used against you."
Harry released Snape and floated him gently to the ground. "If you don't believe me, let's head over to the Charms Classroom. Professor Flitwick should have something that will help me prove this."
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"Professor Flitwick, could I borrow your Pensieve please?" Harry called out to the Charms room.
Flitwick came out from behind the desk and rushed over to him. "Why on earth would you need one for?"
"I have something that I wish to prove to the other students. It's really important to me."
Flitwick seemed to think it over for several minutes. "Well, I suppose that it would be alright as long as I accompanied you. Incidentally, you do know how to use it right?"
"Yes."
"And may I ask where you found out about it?"
"I have my sources."
Flitwick smiled. "I still say that you should have been in my house. Wait a moment."
Flitwick returned several minutes later with the familiar, to Harry, basin. He looked in shock at the amount of students. "Do they all need to see? Can't someone go in with you to confirm it?"
Harry shook his head. "Don't worry, they won't get lost. This memory is very specific."
After all was said and done, everyone bravely took the trip into Harry's memory.
A battle stricken field, strewn with corpses awaited them. Everyone was surprised at the memory. Voldemort was standing not more than ten feet away laughing like mad.
"DIE!!!"
They all turned to see who shouted that. They saw a younger Harry rushing forward with wand in hand throwing curses, most of them Avada Kedavra.
Voldemort danced through all of the curses. "Tell me Harry. Why must we fight? We can accomplish oh so much more together. Come, your mother's death won't be in vain that way."
"Shut up! You're the one who killed her in the first place. Why do you have to be so arrogant to muggles anyway? What have they, in general, ever done to you? And don't give me that sorry BLEEP about your upbringing," Harry said back while dodging Voldemort's curses.
"You mean if there's more to the fact of their mere existence?" Voldemort asked, feigning surprise.
He fired two high level cutting curses at Harry and he formed a shield that negated them.
End Flashback
"And that's what happened," James concluded.
The others were staring at him. "Okay James, I'm starting to worry now," Sirius said shakily.
"If we think about this rationally, we can see that it would be a good reason for Voldemort to kill muggles and muggle-borns. Unfortunately, that would mean that we would also be like him," Remus said calmly, betraying what he really felt.
"But we're not!" Insisted Peter.
"Let's go ask Harry," James suggested.
"How would he know? That Harry was in a dream," Sirius pointed out.
"Maybe, but Harry did say that he's met with Voldemort on more than one occasion and that they have talked," Remus pointed out.
"I say we ask him," Peter agreed.
"Ask me what?" The Marauders jumped as they faced Harry.
James took a deep breath and said very fast, "Do Voldemort torture people for their mere existence?"
Harry blinked at them. "No." There was a collective sigh of relief. "He usually tortures people for amusement and or because of their mistakes. He usually kills people for their existence… after torturing them of course." The Marauders tensed again. Harry walked off. "Think about it guys!"
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Another Side Another Story: The Melancholy I
"And this is our club!"
"Very interesting Miss Suzumiya, but I do have rather pressing matters." Even though he said that, Harry still walked through the door.
Inside was a small room with a computer at the head, the further side, with a small black pyramid like object stating 'Brigade Chief'. Two tables rested directly in front of them with four computers on them, two per table. There were two boys and two girls sitting at the computers doing various activities… whatever they were.
However, it was at these people that Harry got interested.
"Oh I see Miss Suzumiya. You have really… peaked my interests now. Let's see…," He pointed to a girl with reddish-auburn hair. "You were chosen because of your big breasts and moe characteristics." The girl gave an audible gasp, obviously shocked.
He pointed to a purplish (?) hair colored girl who was typing away at the computer. "You are the group's silent member." She didn't really react but Harry didn't really seem to notice.
Harry looked over to a member that was staring interestingly back at him. He was smiling softly, though Harry was getting weird out. "You… are the group's vice-president."
Before the guy could talk though, Harry moved on to the final person. Harry stared at him, scrutinizing every detail. "…Well, if I had to say… then I guess that you would be… … a slave."
"Amazing!" Haruhi Suzumiya shouted. "You got all of them right on your first try!"
"… Hmm… Very well. Um, Miss Suzumiya, I have a note for you from the Student Council President," Harry said as he produced a note from his pocket.
"Ugh! I wonder what they want. Probably want to disband the S.O.S Brigade again. Oh well, I'll show them. You can get acquainted with the other members," Haruhi said as she rushed off.
Harry closed the door and waved his hand over it. The lock clicked shut by itself. All of the members had their eyes on him now. He looked down at a clock on a table and waved his hand over it. Suddenly, the entire room was washed in a golden light and everything outside the room was frozen.
The… slave… stood up sharply and glared at Harry. Harry walked over to the front of the room and faced them.
"Well, well, well. This is an interesting development. I never expected to meet up with a time-traveler, an alien from the Data Entity, an esper, and a slave."
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Another Side Another Story: Oops…I forgot to turn off the Another Side Another Story Machine.
"You really should shut it off," Harry mumbled as he walked back to his room. "You up yet Hedwig?"
"Mmm…"
"Is that a yes or a no?"
"I had a strange dream."
"You can dream during naps?"
"Oh, you're up as well Calucifer."
"We snakes are very in tune with vibrations in the world."
"And yet you can't tell high tides from low tides."
"Can we get back to my problem here?"
"Sure thing."
"Absolutely."
"Thank you. As I was saying, I had a weird dream. It seemed that I died from a curse from a Death Eater, while we were on that infernal motorbike."
"Probably," Harry said uninterested as he walked over to a piece of machinery on a table. He took out his wand and started tweaking the screws.
"What? Aren't you worried?" Calucifer asked mortified.
"No," Harry said while still working blearily. "What you saw was probably another self."
"Huh?"
"Our existence, in fact, all existence in general can be questioned. Which one is real? Are there multiple existences?"
"I still don't get it."
"Think of it this way. Suppose that a higher being, like God, created a world. Suppose that there are more creations, don't interrupt me Calucifer, and that each one is nearly the same with minor differences. Eventually, these changes can accumulate until one reaches the point of another alternate reality.
In a sense, that could have happened and that another you actually did die. No biggie."
"How are you so calm about this?" Calucifer asked.
"Do you know something that we don't?" Hedwig asked.
"Because I have already seen myself die in more ways than I care to count and yes I do know something."
"Care to elaborate?"
Harry put away his wand and got ready to go to his class. "I know that this world is a creation of some sick twisted mind of an author who wants to use us as entertainment.
Oh well, don't worry about the fourth wall. It won't get demolished that easily. Then again, if too much pressure is applied…"
"You're reading that off a tube of toothpaste," Calucifer said calmly. Harry hastily put down the aforementioned item.
"…I'm hungry."
"…Supreme Noodles."
"…Didn't we already have this conversation before Hedwig?"
"…You're imagining things."
"…Hail Pork…de arimasu."
"Are?" Asked Calucifer confusedly.
And there you have it. Another chapter done. I'm not too sure about this one because it is my first attempt at a crossover. I don't know if the story is moving too fast either. If anyone thinks so, I'll try to slow it down and seperate the next chapter into two. Other than that, I don't know when the next update is going to be so... no date, sorry.