"Harry Potter and the Knowledge of Ancient Magic."
Summary: The-boy-who-lived is being subjected to various changes that would one day change the fate of Wizarding World. However, petty teenager conflicts can harm the greatest of minds and Harry finds out that in the age of Mass Freedom, his best friend is still very conservative. My version of Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts. Animagus training, New powers, and a bit of H/Hr.
Rating: PG
He was standing in a huge hall which he had never seen before. There was a throne at the front of the hall other than that it was all empty. He wondered what he was doing here and how he came here. Last thing he remembered was that he had settled in his bed to sleep. 'Then how I came here?' He thought, wandering his eyes around hall.
Harry suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside one of the two doors of the hall. He was panic stricken. What will be their reaction to him? Will they harm him? Who are they? Harry wondered as he looked around for a hideout. However, there was none. There was nothing, no furniture, in the hall except the throne in front of the hall. But for some reason, he knew that hiding there wouldn't be a good idea.
Footsteps were now just outside the door. Harry had nothing to protect himself. 'Wait a minute, my wand!' Harry searched through his pockets for his wand. He was satisfied after he held it in his hand. He made himself prepared for the upcoming attack.
Ten cloaked figures emerged from the door of the hall, hoods down, and silently stood aside the wall, totally oblivious to Harry. Harry was slightly confused. 'Why didn't they notice me?' He thought and then shrugged his shoulders. 'Anyways it is good for me that they didn't. Maybe they are too preoccupied.' He looked towards the door after he heard more footsteps.
The incomers were twenty other cloaked figures. They too, like others, took their place without noticing Harry. 'What is going on here? Why didn't they notice me?' Harry started panicking.
Like before cloaked figures kept emerging into the room and took their place with the wall. There was no more room with the wall now. Both walls were now completely hidden behind the figures, which Harry guessed to be the Death Eaters.
The door besides the throne opened. All the Death Eaters remained in the same position as they haven't noticed the door open. From behind the door a tall, cloaked figure entered the hall. The figure took its place on the throne. He was the most feared and evil wizard ever…..Lord Voldemort Harry was now standing across from Voldemort and there were the lines of Death Eaters on both sides of him.
"Lucius, are we ready?" Voldemort said while twirling his wand between his fingers carelessly.
"No master. There are some preparations yet to be made. But I am sure; we will be, soon." Lucius Malfoy said, after coming directly in front of the Dark Lord in a bowing state.
"Lucius, you are one of my most trusted and loyal followers. You know very well that I don't like to be DISAPPOINTED!" The Dark Lord yelled the last part. "Crucio."
Lucius Malfoy was now writhing on floor with agony. Voldemort lifted the curse after a minute.
"Go now. And never disappoint me again. I want to see better results." He said. "Wormtail, have you done your job properly? Or not?" He sneered at a trembling Wormtail. A wave of anger passed through Harry's body at the mention of the traitor's name but he was aware that this is not the best time to react.
"Y-yes ma-master. I ha-have done i-it." A very trembling Wormtail said.
"Good work Wormtail. I see that you have started to use your little mind a bit." Voldemort laughed.
"Ye-yes master." Wormtail said with difficulty.
A Death Eater came forward and bowed in front of Voldemort. "Yes McNair?" The Dark Lord asked.
"Why are you taking so much trouble to have the boy master? I mean…..you can easily order one of us to take place of any of the Hogwarts teachers. And then we can easily kidnap the boy." The Death Eater named McNair said.
Voldemort laughed a shrill laugh. "Now, now dear McNair, don't you think that old fool Dumbledore will be a little cautious this time? He is fool but not as much. And why do you think that boy is famous all over the world? Why is that he was able to escape me several times? Do you think you can capture him while he was able to escape me, although I was not in my full power." He added. "He is NO ordinary boy you fool. Plus, he can't be captured that easily with Dumbledore watching out for him." He shouted. "And…" He added. "…how you dare to speak against my decisions. Oh, yes I think you haven't got your doze for quite some time, that's how. Crucio." He shouted.
Harry was trembling with unexpressed anger. He knew that Voldemort was very unforgiving, but he had never thought that he would be the same on his own followers. He felt the hatred boiling inside him. Voldemort lifted the curse.
"That boy is the biggest thorn in my way, along with Dumbledore of course. The sooner we get him out of the way the better." Voldemort said, thoughtfully.
"Hmm…...Avery? What about Giants? Have they decided to join us or not?" He said, looking towards a Death Eater.
"No master. They are on Dumbledore's side. Looks like as soon as he heard about your rise from the boy. He sent that half-giant to them and convinced them to his side. I have heard that the half-giant's mother is the real cause of why they have joined them. She is representing the giants." Avery said, bowing to his master.
"Hmm Hagrid? That monster-loving fool? Yes, I remember him. He was very useful in my school days." Voldemort laughed.
Harry was absolutely furious. He knew what Voldemort was referring to. Voldemort was the Heir of Slytherin, and so, it was his mission in his school days to complete Salazar Slytherin's 'noble' work, kill all the Muggle-borns in school. He had used Hagrid in his way and had accused him out of school. It had destroyed all of Hagrid's life.
"Hmm…..what about our other mission? My followers will be waiting for me." Voldemort said.
"We are preparing for the attack master." Avery said.
"Very well. Make it soon." The Dark Lord said.
"Severus. Anything new about school?" Voldemort asked another Death Eater. Harry jumped at the name. 'Snape? Now I know what was that work, Dumbledore was talking about.' Harry thought.
The potion master came forward.
"Yes master. Dumbledore has added dueling classes in the schedule. He thinks he is preparing the students for the upcoming war." Severus said in a sarcastic voice.
"Hmm….that old fool. Anything more?......What about the boy?" Voldemort asked after a long silence.
"He is working extra hard master. Looks like he is preparing himself for you. That fool!" Snape said.
"Crucio." Voldemort shouted. "Never ever under-estimate your enemy, Severus. That boy is powerful enough for you." Voldemort said. After seeing the horror stricken faces of his followers, he added. "Of course he won't be able to defeat me, he is way too young. However, he can be dangerous. Keep a close look at him." He ordered.
"As you say master." Snape said, retreating to his place.
Voldemort stood up from his place at throne. "You all may go now. And do as you are told to." He said.
All the Death Eaters bowed and started retreating towards the door. After some seconds, only Wormtail was left with Voldemort.
"M-master can I ask something if you don't mind?" Wormtail asked, trembling.
"Yes. Go on. Anyway, I know what you are going to ask." Voldemort said.
"You-you know master?" Wormtail said astounded.
"Yes Wormtail. You wanted to ask that why I am so cautious about Harry Potter. Am I correct?" He said.
"Ye-yes master."
"Hmm Wormtail. That boy is very dangerous. I don't know what is so special about him but he is indeed very dangerous. Do you know why I went for the Potters?"
"N-no master."
"I went for Harry, not for that Mudblood and that Potter. Because….." He stared ahead of him, where Harry was standing.
Harry felt the eyes of Voldemort on himself. There was a sudden rush of pain in his scar. He doubled over in agony and clutched his scar, trying hard not to scream as Voldemort might notice him. He was no longer able to hear any more sounds from the amount of pain in his scar. A dark blanket soon took-over his mind.
Harry woke up in his bed at Hogwarts, panting. His all cloths were soaked from sweat. But a thicker liquid was making his face wet……..blood.
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A.N: Hope you like it. The next chapter will contain the first Animagus training, hopefully. Don't forget to read it.