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Chapter 8: The Truth About Harry
Harry woke a few hours later, surprising everyone. Usually when he passed out, it was for days at a time. Instantly, Ron was on top of him, crying like a four year old. This again surprised everyone as Ron gave the persona of someone without emotion. Sirius and Remus looked relieved and so did Dumbledore. Hermione, however, didn't launch herself on Harry, as she would have usually done. She just sat next to him with a beaming smile on.
Harry just looked around at everyone's contented faces and smiled, knowing that the terror was over, for now. He didn't know how long Voldemort would be away, locked in his purplish white prison. Harry did know that he would be released. However, it would only happen when the Heir of Harry Potter would come. For only did he posses the power to defeat the Dark Lord. He knew this; because that was how he programmed the elemental spell, he created. It would continue to hold as along as his children begot children. If that happened to stop, Harry would still be able to interfere…
Harry jumped lightly out of the hospital bed he was staying in, much to the displeasure of the resident nurse, Madame Pomprey. He quickly explained her away, again to the surprise of everyone. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the display and waited for her to leave before he began his questions, which everyone else decided to do also.
The question Harry heard most frequent was what he did to Voldemort. Harry told the story of his elemental spell. This however just brought up new questions. The next question he confirmed, which was "You're an elemental?!"
He explained that Voldemort was one also again bring up more questions. Dumbledore finally interrupted, saying, "Perhaps if he explains from the beginning, he will answer most of your questions," alleviating Harry of the swarm of questions, which, then, he began to explain.
"Simply put, I decided two years ago, that it would be down to me and Voldemort," here everyone in the winced save Dumbledore Remus and Sirius. The Weasley's all tried to shush him but he just waved it off.
"I decided to copy Tom Riddle, seeing if there was anything he left behind here that would show clues or anything on how he gained his power. Therefore, I went down to the Chamber of Secrets, thinking there was something than a monster down there, which I was correct. I found Salazar Slytherin's own personal library, detailing any spell you would think useful, from cooking to killing, and even shortcuts on difficult spells. I also found Tom Riddle's notes."
"Who's Tom Riddle?" Remus asked, interrupting Harry.
"He is Voldemort's true name," Dumbledore supplied, ushering Harry to continue.
"In his notes, I found out how to access new powers, hence my elemental power, how to tweak animagus transformations, and how to become immortal." Gasps were heard from everywhere including Dumbledore.
"I began to study his notes and Salazar's books; I came across things I don't think Voldemort knew about, or just touched upon before he left school. Like Creature Creation, I believe he only got a glimpse, if you will, at that particular memoir because his creatures were unstable, unlike mine who will function until the end of the world. I decided I needed to be an Immortal to defeat him, but I needed to hone other precious skills before I could do so. I practiced every type of magic I could find, I designed swords from the basilisk's bones, perfected my animagus transformation, prepare my elemental ability, begin my transformations.
"I began transforming my mind to that of divination in nature. I can predict anything within seconds of my general vicinity, and occasionally go into trances and predict something further in years.
"I finally finished what I could do at Hogwarts' and left, but I also torched the library before I left, in case Voldemort had any heirs I didn't know about.
"I traveled for a year, finally transforming myself into an Immortal." Harry finished.
"What did you do for the other year you were gone?" Hermione voiced before anyone else could voice his or hers.
Harry smiled at her, "Creating and perfecting my perfect home. I won't be able to go there until I die, but call it 'Phoenix Heaven,'" Harry answered blissfully.
"I thought you were immortal, how could you die?" Ron questioned.
"Well, mine and Voldemort's transition were different. While he used basilisk, I used phoenix DNA to create the finally product."
"What are you talking about?" Fred or was it George voiced. Hermione looked as though the answer dawned on her face.
"Yes, you wouldn't know what I'm talking about, would you?" Harry taunted.
"To achieve immortality, you have to splice your DNA with a creature that can live forever. There are few creature of the sort, but more people than you think have the ability. Voldemort already had a source, two in fact, but he over looked one. He decided, the snake he is, he wanted to be more of one and took a scale from the basilisk he had control over. Hence the reason why he looks so ugly." Harry could tell from most of the blank faces he lost them in all of the muggle terms.
"Think of it this way, you splinch while apparating and when your put back together, they accidentally put a little bit of basilisk with you," Harry explained.
"I, however, chose a better choice in my opinion. I broke my wand and used the phoenix feather in there to achieve my means, amongst, others."
"Oh Harry," Mrs. Weasley finally spoke, "how dreadful. You shouldn't have broken your wand, you won't be able to use magic anymore." Everyone else seemed to voice her thoughts.
"Nonsense," Harry chided, "I don't need magic to be happy. You all sicken me with the thought. You don't think muggles lead comfortable lives. I think they're better off than us magic folk anyways." Everyone looked liked they were just bit by their lovable puppy.
"Besides, I know wandless magic and am capable of magic no one could imagine." Harry finished.
"Like?" one of the twins prodded.
"Like phoenix, unicorn, elemental, and, in essence, I am a Patronus." He stated which floored everyone.
"What?" Sirius asked as if someone punched him in the stomach.
"During the creation of the potion to turn me into an Immortal, I messed with the potion to allow certain abilities to pass through me. I added a unicorn hair because I didn't want to live forever, so it a few thousand years, hopefully, it will counter act phoenix magic to give me a mortal life. I also knew I would have to have the graceful movements of unicorns to help win in the battle. My animagus, a lion, isn't so graceful, it shines through into my human form, and I had to be agile to fight Voldemort.
"I also added my Patronus to it because I hate Dementors, and they will now stay a comfortable distance from me now, as will anyone with a pendant I gave."
"How did you transform into a phoenix if your animagus form is a lion?" Dumbledore questioned, and the others looked eager at his question.
"Since I focused the potion almost solely on the phoenix feather, it made a phoenix, kind of. I am not totally human. I am demi-human. That was the reason why my phoenixes are perfectly flawless. They are, in essence, my children. That is why they look different. They're phoenix and unicorn and Patronus all rolled in one."
"But you didn't answer my question," Ron squealed.
"I guess I did get a bit side tracked," Harry mused, "I can die because my immortality doesn't kick in until I die. If I were hit with a Killing Curse back there, I would have burned and come out a full-fledged Immortal, except in baby form. As of now I can shift from human, to demi-human, to Hybrid, to animagus, and to a phoenix, whenever my heart desires."
"You mean you can look like a normal human?" Hermione asked.
"As normal as I usually look," he replied.
"You mean like a midget," Ron then supplied, lightening the mood. After all of the explaining was done, there was mindless chattering going on between various groups. Until Hermione asked how he created the pendants.
"Since I have an understanding for various animals, I can manipulate their energy or magic into a pendant," he answered.
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School was finishing up and all Death Eaters had been captured, thanks to Harry's phoenixes. They created a net like light causing those with Dark Marks to be stuck. It came as a shock when a few Aurors were caught in the net. Everyone was pleased to be leaving, especially since Death Eater activity had come to a halt.
Harry didn't attend classes, but hung out with his godfather and Remus until his friends were out of classes. He was propositioned to teach Elements, a new class that Dumbledore wanted to be taught, but vehemently declined. He argued if some received a rare element, their would be no stopping said person. Harry said he could take over the world if he wanted with his Starlight power. He said rare elements have no equal, like fire and water, and therefore had no check or balancing power.
Instead, he decided to teach Defense against the Dark Arts. Hermione was going around the world to study different magic different cultures suggested by Harry. Ron was going to be traveling around England trying to gain a spot on any quidditch team that accepted him.
Harry finally felt right with the world; no matter how long it lasted, he would enjoy it to his full potential.
AN: Sorry for the long update, some recent reviews I got decided to spur me to write this. There will be an epilogue, hopefully soon, but it will be short. I will do another story about this sequence, I could do a Harry's heir one, or one describing the various events, and places Harry went to secure his transformation into Immortality. Your choice, but it will have to be a lot of reviews as I have sort of lost interest in this story, and I don't want to waste my time and energy from stories I have developed into liking, which this is not part of, like true canon no romance stories. Peace.