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Kjkit - Harry Potter and the Marcello School
Chapter 16 - The vision
Thanks to CHOCOLICIOUZ – I've returned the favour and good luck for the future, and its Harry that is determined to stay at the school (ch 42), the school scouts for young male talent, but it is really the boys' choice whether they want to give up their lives to go there. And with the support of the Doyen, who has an alternative motive, Harry is pushed through his classes by Leo and Horus.
SPASH PANTHER – Congrats, you're becoming my most frequent reviewer! Pyro is as in fire – as in pyrotechnic, etc. It does get shortened in the following chapter to Pi, which, if you don't already know, is an infinite number – as are his animagus forms. I thought that was pretty clever of me to think up ;-)
MUHAHAHA – I have read deceptions, and I can see the similarity, but I didn't really like the way Wolfmoon took the story line of that one, so thought I'd write me own!
Bill – that'll be telling. Continue to read and find out!
PINK-FOGG – see above for meaning of pyro – Horus only has the one form I'm afraid, though, due to the way they teach at the school, he is aware of what can be achieved. As for updating, I started writing this before OotP came out, and I adapted it to fit 6th year, I haven't finished it yet (well, the endings written, but I still need to fill in the middle bits). I have about 26 chapters complete, but suspect there is around another 20 to go. Oh, just read your profile btw – agree with comments about Cornwall, I'm from Somerset and people think that's in a world of its own! But I know its nothing compared to Cornwall, and I love camping down your way!
Thank you also to GAULL, MRS TOM RIDDLE - I'm typing as fast as I can!, PRINCESSSKYWALKERORGANA, ZORRO, LADY SHANG, ALYSSA, CANDIDUS-LUPUS-FULLMOON, MARIA, DREW – don't worry, things should liven up shortly,
Hope you all enjoy the next chapter!
Chapter 16: The vision.
Harry smiled at the slight tap on his door, and he proceeded to open with it with a slight movement of his hand from where he was sitting at the desk.
"Morning, Pi" Kat said as she walked in. "And how are you this fine evening?"
"Not too bad." Harry replied. "Yourself?"
The past week had passed quickly, with regular morning lessons with Horus on how to control wandless magic and spending the afternoons reading through various books that the tutor gave him in order to expand his knowledge of charms and incantations. Harry had been amazed when he became aware of how much more could be achieved without being hindered by a wand, and had quickly mastered many charms that he had had problems with at Hogwarts.
This afternoon was his first chance to have any time off, and Kat had suggested that she took him on a more detailed tour of the school seeing he hadn't investigated much more than his own room and the training hall. Harry had accepted with a grin, and now stood up to follow the blonde girl out of his room, turning left rather than his habitual right to the training hall.
"Feeling pretty good." Kat replied, easily interlocking her arm with his. "You seem pretty chirpy today, I must say. Either you mastered the art of opening doors without moving your hand or something else is on your mind." Harry blushed slightly and dropped his head as they walked down the plain white corridor causing Kat to laugh. "I guess it wasn't the hand movement thing then." She said.
Harry shook his head. "Though I have limited myself to only performing a slight flick." He said, defending himself. "Its easier to perform some sort of initiating action. It helps focus what I want to do."
Kat nodded slightly. "So why are you so happy?" she asked. "You've always come across as being the quiet, broody sort before."
Harry shrugged. "I deserve some time off from being broody." He said. "It is my birthday."
Kat stopped in the hall and turned to him, giving him a quick hug. "You should've told me sooner." She said. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks," Harry replied, quickly returning the hug before they pushed through the doors at the end of the corridor. "So, what have you got planned to show me?"
Kat shrugged. "I figured we could save most of the inside viewing until later, there isn't much to see outside once it gets dark. So I thought I'd just show you some of the woods, the amphitheatre and the library."
"What's the library doing outside?"
"Its not. Its just so big that it has a building all to itself."
Harry's eyebrows rose a little. "I have a friend who would give anything to see that," he said and Kat laughed.
"I very much doubt he'd get the chance." She said. "Not unless he was an amazing scholar and able to cope with the physical side of being here."
Harry took a deep breath as they walked outside, his eyes hungrily taking in the tall trees that surrounded the massive school building and the late afternoon sunlight shining down on them. "She is a great scholar." He said, feeling slightly dizzy as the fresh air hit his lungs. "Could quote the page number of everything she's ever read if you gave her half the chance. Though I think the fitness thing would probably throw her. I imagine that would be more Ron's forte."
Kat nodded slightly and headed off down a path. Within a few minutes Harry became aware of a lot of shouting and the sound of metal against metal as they neared a very large circular stone building.
"This is the amphitheatre." Kat explained, climbing up some stairs that made their way up the outside wall. "This is where most of the physical training is held; they tend to set up tough training exercises and the like here. Though sometimes the hall in the main building is used. And there are also some smaller training rooms in the building behind the library."
Harry followed her up the stairs and gasped when they reached the top. The top of the amphitheatre was about the same height as the crowd stands on Hogwart's Quidditch pitch. The floor of the amphitheatre was almost the same size as well, though instead of being covered in grass it was covered in a layer of sand over a sturdy wooden floor. The floor itself had many markings on it, which Kat went on to explain was to help the students place themselves during fights.
"Are these all the students?" Harry asked, watching around thirty pairs of young men face up against one another and practise sparring. Every now and then he could see one of the Masters walk up to a pair and adjust the grip or alter the stance of one of the combatants before moving away on their rounds.
"Most of them." Kat replied. "Some might be excused to conduct more research, and more than likely there will be a few in the main hospital wing. It isn't very often that we have mass practises like this, though. Mostly classes are held in ability levels. As soon as you master one level – usually by defeating another in a duel – you can then move up to the next where you will learn a new skill and so on."
Harry nodded. "Until you become Doyen, right?"
Kat smirked slightly. "Most people settle for becoming a plain Master." She said. "Not many people ever attempt to battle the Doyen, he has an unfair advantage over most." She turned and Harry followed her back down the stairs.
"Why? Can he do something that no one else can?" he asked.
"I don't really know." Kat replied. "I have only met him a few times, and Leo has never told me. I'm assuming its something you wouldn't want to mess with though, else he would've lost his position years ago."
"He's really old. I know both Leo and my father think he will probably die of old age before someone ever beats him. He always has an uncanny habit of falling on his feet during duels."
"A bit like a certain feline I know." Harry said with a sly smile. Kat returned the grin and turned into her animagus form of a snow leopard, it's white fur a sharp contrast to that of Harry's panther form as he raced her to the library.
The library caused Harry to stand in shock, his mouth open as his eyes took in the sight before them. Rows upon rows of large tomes stretched before him and above him, filling the large room that would rival the Hogwarts school library's size three times over.
"You guys actually have time to read these?" Harry asked, running slightly to catch up with Kat as she made her way down the main aisle.
She laughed and nodded. "Its important to keep up the theory of why magic works the way it does as well as just doing it. For example, I'm sure Horus has shown you that wandless magic can be used much faster than that initiated by a wand and also it can be much more powerful?"
"Yes. He told me that using the wand is a "lazy" way of performing magic, as the strength of the magic it produces seldom varies and the added magical core means that it doesn't take much out of the wizard using it. He also said that most wandless magic had to do with will power, and relies more on what you want it to do rather than on the incantation used to create it."
Kat nodded again. "But it does have its limits. Whereas it is possible to transfigure things with wandless magic, it is necessary to use a wand to conjure things, such as making fire appear. It is also affected greatly by your moods and emotions and can often get out of hand. That's probably why wands were introduced in the first place. It takes a lot of time and concentration to be able to control wandless magic safely. Because of that all these books are both relevant to both wand related and wandless magic."
"I haven't seen anything like most of these books." Harry said as he picked up a random book off the shelf and flipped through its pages, glancing over the sketches that depicted the production of wandless protection shields. "They have nothing like this at Hogwarts."
"Of course they wouldn't." Kat said. "They focus entirely on the ability to use a wand. It was decided many years ago that wandless magic was entirely too unpredictable and therefore too dangerous. Eventually people began to forget that it even existed, other than when people get real upset over something and their emotions get the better of them."
Harry nodded. "I once blew my Aunt Marge up once when she insulted my father." He said. "I just saw red, next thing I know she had ballooned up and was floating to the ceiling."
Kat laughed and Harry held up the book. "Is it okay if I borrow this?" he asked.
"Sure, that's what they are here for. Don't worry about signing it out or anything, these are for general reading and its not like you can take it anywhere off the grounds. The only ones you need to take permission to remove are those from downstairs."
"What's kept down there?"
"My! Aren't we inquisitive?" Kat grinned slightly and started for the main doors again before answering. "Mainly books that can't be replaced, such as the very old ones. There are also a couple of very intense dark magic books down there."
"Do you have to get permission to read them?"
"No, but they can't be taken off the premises. The collection is probably one of the most valuable in the wizarding world, and so there are more protective wards here than anywhere. For example, it is impossible to start a fight in here, in case a bit of stray magic hits one of the books by accident."
"Sounds good to me." Harry said. "Once my training starts I'll be sheltering in here for the majority of the time then."
Kat laughed again. "Probably the safest option." She said. "Plus it wouldn't hurt to get a little more knowledge under your belt. The more you know the more of an advantage you have over your opponent."
Harry nodded and looked at the thick book in his hand. "I guess knowledge really is power." He said and Kat nodded.
"How's things going with the phoenix book?" she asked.
Harry shrugged, a small smile twitching at the corner of his mouth. "For such an amazing guy, Dumbledore doesn't really know all that much about phoenixes." He said.
Kat frowned. "How come?" she asked. "Horus told me that it was the most informed book he could find about phoenix and how they can do what they do."
Harry shrugged. "But it's all based on observations. He has no idea what actually goes on inside the mind of a phoenix. And because of that I'm finding it hard to do anything that Fawkes can."
Kat wrapped her arms around her chest as the cold air hit them as they stepped from the library. Even though Harry had noticed that the day-time temperatures were a lot warmer here than at Hogwarts the nights still got very cold, suggesting that Marcello wasn't located in England. "Have you thought that the reason for that could be that you aren't capable of what a normal phoenix can do?"
Harry thought for a moment before shaking his head. "But I know I can." He said. "I don't know how I know, but I do. Its like, when I'm in phoenix form, the magic inside me feels different. It feels like it should work differently from normal magic. I think that's why Dumbledore's theories are so wrong. He's taken it all from a wizard's point of view, not one of a phoenix."
"But is it possible to change as completely as that?" Kat asked. "Most animagus keep an element of themselves when they transform. Same memories, same abilities." She laughed slightly. "Some even take on the same physical characteristics."
Harry smiled with her, remembering the way Sirius had resembled that of the large dog he transformed into with his long black hair that constantly fell across his face. "I don't know." He shrugged, trying to push the memory from his mind. "I don't know if that's what happens, but I do know how it feels. Its almost as if it's the other way around, like I'm taking on the characteristics of a phoenix rather than the phoenix taking on mine "
Kat stopped walking and looked at him, noticing the change in Harry's voice. "How so?"
Harry thought for a few moments. He had noticed plenty of little changes that had occurred since he had mastered the phoenix animagus form, the most major of which being the fact he no longer needed glasses. But, he mused with a small smile, he hadn't needed glasses since he had arrived at the Marcello school, and it had taken him until after the transformation to realise this. But most of them were internal changes, such as the sense of calm that had replaced the anger and hurt he had felt the previous year, though he couldn't be sure whether that was entirely due to the transformation or just growing up. "Here," he said after a few minutes, and reached out to take Kat's hand. The girl looked at him warily with one eyebrow raised. "Notice anything?"
Kat looked down at where their hands touched then angled her head to one side. She let go of his hand and reached up to touch the side of his face. "You're warm," she said in amazement. "Not just warm hands, but unnaturally warm"
Harry nodded. "And a phoenix is a bird of flames." He reminded her gently.
Kat's eyes opened in realisation. "Well, maybe you can give your headmaster a run for his money, and write a book about what actually goes on in the mind of a phoenix." She said with a small smile, hesitantly removing her hand from Harry's cheek.
Harry nodded slightly, and his smile widened as she linked arms with him and headed off to the main school building. "Where are we going now?" he asked.
"I thought I'd show you the inside of the main building." She said. "Whereas you may have some sort of internal heating system, it is getting a bit chilly out here for us mere mortals, and it'll be dark soon. Besides, we've seen most of everything. You can go exploring properly some other time and the only other place you really need to know is the location of the boys' dormitories, which are just around the back of the school. That will be where you will stay once you have finished training with Horus."
Harry nodded. "It's going to be strange sharing with people I don't know." He said. "I've kinda got used to Neville's snores over the past few years."
Kat nodded. "I'm sure you'll get used to it. There is an unwritten rule that a students shouldn't attack one another in the dormitories, though I won't pretend that there haven't been a few scuffles now and then."
Harry groaned. "Doesn't the competitiveness in this place ever end?" he asked.
"Nope." Kat replied, pausing on the steps of the main building. "As I'm sure Horus keeps telling you, it's the way things are run here. It may not be nice or moral but its how things are. You'll just have to get used to it."
Harry nodded and placed his foot on the step to follow Kat up to the main doors when a sharp pain flashed across his forehead, causing him to fall to his knees with a sharp gasp.
"Pi?" Kat jumped down the couple of steps she had climbed to kneel by his side. "Pi! What's the matter? Tell me what's wrong."
Harry barely heard her as his vision blurred. He pressed his hands firmly against his forehead as the image of the school before him began to disappear, being replaced by a familiar room with a circle of dark-hooded wizards around it.
"Is everything ready, Lucius?" Harry watched as one of the Death Eaters stepped forward, dropping his head in a courteous bow before replying.
"Yes, my Lord. We are all ready to apparate on your command."
Voldemort nodded, coming into Harry's field of vision as he walked into the centre of the circle. "Hopefully this attack will come as a complete surprise now that certain leaks have been taken care of." He looked over his circle. "I want you all to remember your orders. All inhabitants may be killed except for the father and the youngest son. Those two will be brought back here to me to be questioned. You will then search the house for any sign of the Potter boy. I want to hear if you find anything, no matter how little, that may suggest where he is. Is that understood?" There was a general nodding of cloaked heads before Voldemort clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Very well." He said. "Go to the apparating point and leave. Make sure that the attack on the Burrow is not as much of a disaster as your previous missions."
Harry gasped and blinked his eyes as he focused back on the school towering high above him.
"Pi! Pyro? Can you hear me?"
Harry's eyes flickered slightly, and he rolled over onto his hands and knees to retch as the implications of what he had just seen hit him.
"Pyro? You okay?" Harry looked up weakly to see Leo leaning over him; Kat was kneeling beside him looking pale and worried. "What happened?"
"Voldemort." Harry said, holding his stomach and willing himself not to vomit again. "I've just had a vision of Voldemort. He's going to attack my friend Ron's house." He looked desperately at Leo. "I have to warn them."
Leo shook his head sadly. "There is no contact to the outside world here, Pyro." He said. "I'm sorry to hear about your friend, but there isn't anything we can do."
Harry shook his head. "But he's going to kill them. There must be someway to get word to them. What about Floo powder? A telephone? Anything?"
Leo shook his head again, and Harry fell back against the step, his head pounding as he tried to think of a way to warn his friends about the oncoming attack. After a few moments of thinking, his eyes snapped open. "I need some parchment and a quill."
"How are you planning on getting it to them?" Leo asked as Kat immediately transfigured two rocks into what Harry needed, passing them over to him and he began to quickly scratch out a message.
"Phoenix mail." Harry said. "I've seen messages delivered by Fawkes, my headmaster's phoenix. Though there isn't much on it in that book Horus gave me I am assuming that it works along the lines of apparation." He quickly finished the letter and signed it before transforming into his phoenix form.
He took the letter into one of his claws and silently willed it to go to Ron. When it didn't move he let out a frustrated cry, and almost immediately the claw that had wrapped itself around the parchment grew warm. Harry trilled again, closing his eyes and willing the parchment to disappear. When he next looked down he saw with relief that the parchment had gone, and he transformed back, falling against Leo as exhaustion took over.