How amazed his father would be if he knew how powerful Harry already was.
Magic was an interesting thing. You could weigh it, tape it, measure it, smell it, bottle it, see it, and in some cases, talk with it. Magic was also an intangible thing that couldn't be sensed when it didn't want to be. The magical community had long ago come up with means to measure a wizard or witch's worth. This was done at an early age to better prepare them for life. Truthfully, when Harry had heard about this practice (which happened at childbirth), he felt it was more of a way to weed out squibs than anything else.
Harry's original score on the magical aptitude test (MAT) listed him as an average wizard. This was before Voldemort came a' calling and infused some of his magical core with Harry's, start-jumping a magical core expansion that still showed no signs of slowing down. Around Harry's original 16th birthday, he came into his shadow abilities. He later started training with Nicholas and Pernelle Flamel to better understand these abilities. They ran another MAT test and found his score off the charts. And it was still rising. He had thought that the shadow abilities were the upper edge of what he would be able to do. Apparently that wouldn't be the case.
Harry recalled his "uncle's" words when they had found out that his magical core was still expanding. Magic was change. It was that simple. Change. You are taking one thing and turning it into something else. And Harry was going to be able to do that in a very big way. Only, Harry needed to better understand his powers - and hide them from prying eyes such as the Unspeakables or Albus Dumbledore who would surely want to sway them to their own causes, or worse yet, attempt to remove it entirely as he could be construed a threat. To hide and train, allowing his core to mature to the size it wanted to be, Nicholas brought out a power suppressor. Unlike most suppressors that required keyword activation and used the recipient's own core to block the power, this one didn't really block his power so much as it hid it by transmuting his "power requests" from massive to manageable . Excess power was absorbed into the suppressor. This allowed Harry to grow into the power without anyone else knowing how strong he really was. And best yet, once he decided the suppressor had to go, he could release it at any time with a mental shrug.
The only problem was that the suppressor he'd gotten from Nicholas at 16 had been created approximately 10 centuries prior and its construction process had not been passed down. That meant that the two suppressors he had were all there were. At one time there had been three but the third had been lost somehow. Probably due to a Norman invasion but there was no way to tell. They were the Low, Mid, and High Suppressors by Archivius Mannulius. The smaller model Harry shorted out within months. Nicholas allowed him to use the Blue (Mid) model to help control his abilities. That worked and for a long time he felt normal, power-wise.
Only… now it was no longer working like he wanted. His jump to this new dimension had spurted his core again and he could feel it growing. He could see it working as well. He'd only been there a month and while he had started an exercise program shortly after arriving, he was already starting to show muscle definition which shouldn't have happened for another few months. He was small now and until he hit his growth spurt, having washboard abs on an 11-year old was going to look a little weird. As is, every time the suppressor had hit its limit back in his old world, Harry had needed to find a little secluded area and blow off some magical steam (i.e., energy). Harry usually liked to find a place near a volcano or typhoon where his magic could go unchecked and undetected. And that magical "bloating" feeling was starting to come on him again. He needed to release some pressure soon.
Harry didn't think he would be able to hide his Occulmency shields when push came to shove, and that would probably be in September when the headmaster or Snape decided to do the pushing or shoving. He countered this by leaving a Mind Magics book on his nightstand for several weeks. He knew it would normally take years for someone to learn it and be considered a master, but the theory behind it was easy enough to follow. At least, it had been for him the first time he read it - well after his attempts with Snape.
Shrugging off those thoughts, Harry went back to an enjoyable afternoon swimming.
Later that afternoon, Harry received an owl from Hogwarts just before it was time for cake. It was his official invitation to Hogwarts. He faked jumping for joy and told his parents. They were happy and smiling. Harry could tell it was strained. They didn't want Harry to leave home; they were all starting to like this new Harry (and his cooking).
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Later that night, Harry was reading in bed when his mum stopped by. "Harry…" Lily said, gently closing the book and sitting on the bed.
"Yes mum?" Harry smiled.
"Harry, honey… I wanted you to know that I'm going to miss you," she said softly while hugging him.
Harry held onto that embrace. "I'm going to miss you too mum."
"I know you will, but promise me you'll stay out of trouble?" she asked.
"Of course, I'm not a troublemaker," Harry said simply.
Lily grinned and tweaked his nose softly. "You used to be," she answered back with a smile.
They were both quiet for a few minutes until Harry broke it.
"Mum?"
"Yes dear?"
"Promise me… that you'll always love me and will never forget me," Harry said in a serious voice that made her look at him in shock.
"Harry… w-what?" she stuttered. She was confused. Why was Harry talking like he was about to leave on a suicide mission?
"It's just, when I come home, I want to be with you mum. Always. With dad, Leon, Shelia, Rose, Sylvia, and little Lily. I hate going to a place where I'll be alone," Harry said quietly. Honestly he was afraid that one day he might have to return back to his world.
So that's why, Lily thought. "Harry…" she whispered, but Harry hushed her by snuggling up closer and humming an almost silent tune. She enjoyed this moment with her son and stroked his hair. Within minutes he was fast asleep.
Before going to the land of slumber, she heard him say quietly, "I love you mum."
She smiled at her loving son. He was so strange. He was silent nowadays, and would read instead of playing pranks like he use to. He was very caring and very protective over the family now. She would watch him while he played with Little Lily and Sylvia. Little Lily had looked up to him before as he was her older brother, but now she simply adored him. She liked him more than James and anybody else besides her. The way he acted, he seemed older and wiser. She was amused at the thought of Harry having children of his own one day. She smiled at him and held him close while falling asleep next to him.
Harry on the other hand, was happy. He was happy that he would now have a good family. The past month had made him the happiest he had ever been and he loved every moment with them.
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