Capítulo 1060: 2
Chapter 1- A trip through the Veil
"Sirius!" Harry shouted as he ran to his stunned Godfather, who was currently falling towards the Veil.
"Harry!" Remus shouted, trying to grab hold of the teen.
Harry dodged his attempts and raced towards Sirius. He wasn't about to lose him! He wouldn't lose another member of his family! Harry closed in on Sirius. With a shout he grabbed Sirius and pulled him away from the Veil. He stumbled slightly under his Godfather's weight.
He turned to try and fall away from the Veil when he heard someone scream out a curse. Harry couldn't dodge because of the closeness of the Death Eater and Sirius's weight weighing him down. He took the curse straight to the chest.
Harry cried out in pain and stumbled backwards. Remus ran to the duo in an effort to catch them, but he was too late. Harry, trying to keep his balance, tripped on a piece of rock that was sticking up slightly in front of the Veil. Harry and his Godfather began to fall into the Veil.
"Harry!" Remus shouted as Harry continued to fall.
But Harry didn't really hear it. All he heard was the murmuring of the Veil as he fell through it. He closed his eyes and thought, Well, at least I can finally see my parents…and rest.
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Harry opened his eyes and found himself floating in a white void. He heard a very distinct whooshing sound, but couldn't make out what it was. He looked around and saw clouds floating by him. He raised an eyebrow curiously. "Where am I?" he asked himself.
"I don't know, but this place needs a new interior decorator," a familiar voice said.
Harry spun around and saw Sirius smirking at him.
"Sirius!" he shouted and wrapped his arms around his Godfather…only for them to fall through him like he was a ghost.
"Sorry, Pup," Sirius said, "but I'm not really here."
"Wha-?"
"You're being pulled somewhere else than me," Sirius explained, which just made Harry even more confused than he already was. "I'm not sure why, but I guess you're not supposed to die yet."
"Padfoot, what are you-?"
"The least I can do," Sirius interrupted pulling out his wand, "is pass on my knowledge to you."
"Huh?!"
"I'm as good as dead anyway," Sirius said. "I don't know where you're going, but you'll need more spells than you've got in your arsenal. This spell will transfer all my magical knowledge to you, including my Animagus form, as to do so is just a memory in of itself. I won't be using any of it anymore." He chuckled sadly.
"Padfoot! What are you saying?!" Harry shouted. "I don't understand! How can I still be alive?! I fell through the Veil with you! I'm supposed to be dead!"
Sirius shrugged. "I thought that too, but Cloak and Dagger said that's not the case for you."
"Cloak and Dagger?"
Sirius grinned. "Death, of course." Harry paled. Sirius laughed at him. "No lie. He's actually a nice bloke, even if he won't take off that weird skull mask of his." Sirius tilted his head to the side before saying, "Well, Cloak and Dagger's telling me to hurry up so, let's finish this up."
"No! Sirius, wai-"
"Cognitio translattonem!" Sirius shouted. A bright light surrounded Harry as Harry's mind was flooded with spells, enchantments, runes, and curses. He also felt a presence in his mind. A large black Grim growled at him. Padfoot, he recognized.
"There!" Sirius exclaimed. "I'm sorry I won't be able to join you, but as long as you're alive, you mother won't kill me." Sirius grinned widely. "I'll tell 'em you miss them and all that. Do me a favor, Prongslet, and give everyone living where you're going the 'ole Marauder's welcome!"
"Sirius, wait!"
"Goodbye…pup."
"SIRIUS!" Harry roared as Sirius vanished. Harry felt tears well up in his eyes, but suddenly, he cried out in unspeakable agony.
The pain was centered on his forehead, right at his scar. Blood flowed freely from his scar as a blood chortling scream echoed in the blankness. Harry was crying out in pain as the soul piece of Voldemort tried its best to stay inside its unwilling host. However, the struggle proved futile as it was ripped out of Harry's scar, but not before it zapped most of Harry's magic energy, leaving Harry with just enough to be called a wizard.
As Harry felt the pain subside, he began to hear the whooshing sound grow louder, and louder, until he realized he was falling from a very, very high altitude.
"SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" he screamed as he sped towards the ground.
"Hm, it seems I forgot about the Horcrux inside the brat's scar," a figure with a white skull mask said as he watched Harry fall. He had very pale skin, shoulder length black hair, and a unique looking symbol on his shoulder.
"Didn't expect it to take the brat's magic, though," he mused. "Possibly enough to allow him to do some minor spells, but nothing too complex or requires a lot of magic." He looked at Harry a moment more before asking himself, "Should I help him?" He shook his head and said, "Nah, he'll be fine. Well, time to find that damn soul fragment. Dust, make yourself useful."
Schnee family manor, somewhere in the countryside of Vale
Weiss Schnee sighed as she sat down on the patio of her family's manor. She was bored. That's all she ever was here. Even the private tutors her father had hired were starting to sound repetitive. Fifteen years of nothing but boredom; Weiss was sure two more years of it would kill her. She wished something would exciting would happen just to break this all-suffocating boredom.
A voice broke her out of her boredom. She looked around to identify it, but no one was around. Her parents were in her father's study discussing their finances, and none of the servants were around her. The voice began to grow louder and she could make out someone cursing loudly. She located the voice and looked up. Her eyes widened as a body landed on the patio with a loud crash and a resounding *CRACK*. She covered her eyes as dust flew around freely.
When the dust cleared enough for her to look, she crept closer to the small crater. As she neared the edge, she gasped at what she saw. A boy about her age was lying face down in the crater! She jumped into the crater and landed by the boy's side.
"Hey! Are you okay?! Speak to me!" she asked loudly. She shook him gently, so is not to agitate his wounds further.
He groaned weakly. She let out the breath she was holding. At least he was still alive. Not for long if you don't get him to a hospital, a part of her mind said. She nodded at the logic and said, "Hold on! I'll get you out of this hole!"
She began to try and lift him, but she began to notice blood pooling around him. Eyes wide, she quickly, but carefully, turned him around to look at his chest. Her blood ran cold. Large, horrid, wicked looking gashes crisscrossed all over his chest and stomach. A scar on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt was bleeding profusely. His eyes had rolled back into his head, and his skin was pale and cold to the touch.
"Weiss! Weiss, honey, where are you?!" her mother, Schӧne Schnee, shouted as she ran onto the patio and saw the crater.
Weiss was frozen until her father shouted, "Weiss! Weiss, are you there?! Are you okay?!" Even if he was mad all the time with Faunus attacking his company, his family's safety always came first. If his daughter was harmed, he would never forgive himself.
She turned her head and shouted, "Help! Mom! Dad! Someone needs help!"
That got them running towards the crater. They reached the edge of the crater and both paled at the boy in Weiss's arms. Schӧne placed a hand to her mouth in horror as Jacques, Weiss's father, jumped into the crater with his daughter.
"What happened?!" Jacques demanded.
"I-I don't know," Weiss said her voice breaking. "I was on the patio when I heard a voice screaming. I looked up and saw this guy fall from the sky!"
Jacques checked the boy's pulse. "His blood pressures dropping. Stand back, Weiss." She did as she was told. Jacques picked the boy's body carefully. The boy cried out in pain, but he ignored it. He climbed out of the crater and said, "Schӧne, call a doctor. Weiss, fetch Micos. She has nursing experience. I'm taking him to the first guest bedroom."
"Yes, dear/Yes, Father," the Schnee females said and ran off to do their respective duties. Jacques ran through the house, with the kid's blood soaking his shirt. He kicked the door of the first guest bedroom open and placed the boy down on the bed. His eyes were closed now, and his breathing was becoming more sporadic.
Weiss ran in a moment later with a female servant with blonde hair and her mother. "Here's Micos, Father."
"The hospital is sending an ambulance. It will be here about ten minutes," Schӧne said.
Jacques nodded as Micos gasped at the boy's condition. "Micos, do what you can to stabilize him," Jacques said.
"Y-yes, sir," she said. She walked over to the boy and activated her Aura to see what all was wrong was with him. She gasped loudly.
"I don't know what all is wrong with him, but the gashes seem to be Aura based or something similar. The scar on his forehead has remnants of a dark presence in it. He has several broken bones and several fractures. His spine seems to be intact, thank God. But what's weird is that his Aura is being suppressed."
"Suppressed?" Jacques asked.
"Can you release it?" Schӧne asked.
"I'm not sure on the suppression, Mr. Schnee," Micos explained, "but I can unlock his Aura. It might help him heal."
She began murmuring softly. A thin green glow emanated from the boy. Micos quit chanting and the scar on his head closed instantly. That was the only good part of it, because her patient began to jerk and twist in pain as he screamed out in agony.
Unbeknownst to the group, Padfoot had been trying his damnedest to save Harry from Death's clutches, again. His last master had very strict instructions on keeping his new master alive for as long as he was meant to be alive. However, the dark curse wasn't one to be trifled with. Just when Padfoot was about to throw in the towel, he felt something from within Harry begin to rise. Padfoot grinned as he latched onto the power as it burst forward. He would save his new master yet…even if meant changing his appearance slightly.
The Schnee family and Micos jumped back when Harry began screaming again. "Hold him down!" Micos ordered.
Jacques and Schӧne ran forward and grabbed Harry's flailing limbs. They tried holding him down, but Harry put up a good fight. A dark, wispy aura evaporated away from his wounds as his Aura healed some of his injuries and did something that shocked all who were in the room.
Harry's ears vanished and two, black, wolf-like ears took their place, orienting themselves on top of his head. His canines sharpened slightly. A black, wolf-like tail sprouted from his tailbone. He opened his eyes and Weiss saw he had brilliant green eyes, so brilliant she thought she would die if she looked at them for too long. However, she clearly saw the blinding pain in them.
Finally, Harry calmed down. He took a deep breath and collapsed on the bed. His wounds were still critical, but they weren't gushing blood like a moment ago. Deep inside Harry's mind, Padfoot sighed tiredly. His new master best be worth the trouble he had to endure to save him. Padfoot closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Outside of Harry's mind, the Schnee family and Micos were shocked to silence. Weiss shook her head and tried to break it. "W-what just happened?" Weiss asked.
"I-I-I…I don't know," Micos said faintly. "N-nothing has ever happened to me before."
"Do you think his Aura had something to do with the transformation?" Schӧne asked. "I mean, he was pretty human before you unlocked his Aura. It has to have something to do with it."
Jacques sighed. This was just one headache after another. "It's possible," Damon said. "But, I'm not an expert."
Sirens rang outside. Jacues sighed again. This was going to be a long night.
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