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CHAPTER TWO- waking up and finding out

The next thing Harry knew, after being sucked into the portal, was the sensation of both falling, and the unbelievable agony of his body being completely twisted around. As the magic around him, the magic from the portal, the magic from the spells, as well as his own natural magic began to adjust his body to fit its need; as the magic forced his body to adapt to it. This combined with the force with which he hit the ground finally caused Harry to lose his grasp with consciousness and pass out.

Gasping and groaning in pain Harry slowly began to wake up; wondering what had happened as he did so. That's when two things hit him, one thing being the memory of everything that had happened before he passed out; including being sucked up into the portal and the pain he had felt before passing out. The second thing being the feeling of the most fowl bloodthirsty aura Harry had ever felt. Hell it made Voldemort aura feel seem like that of a buzzing fly; annoying but easily ignored.

Trembling slightly and feeling like he was close to passing out Harry searched for what was putting out such an aura; temporary forgetting what had caused him to be there in the first place as he did so.

Harry didn't have to look hard for what was giving off such a dreadful aura because he found it the minute he lifted his head; and what he saw really shocked him. Because not from him, and heading towards what looked like a rather large, though odd looking, village, was the source of the aura; in the form of an enormous blood red kitsune with nine tails.

Swallowing heavily and remembering what he had read about kitsunes and how they only attack if extremely angry or deeply wrong. Harry bowed his head for the unfortunate village, that had done something to anger the obviously very powerful kitsune, and began to pray that they could somehow appease it in some way.

After doing so, Harry turned away from the village, and the enraged kitsune that was attacking it, before heading off in the opposite direction. At the fastest speeds, his still throbbing and sore body could take him at. Determined to find out just what the portal had done to him and where it had taken him; while trying to get as far away from the danger behind him as he could while doing so.

Yes, he felt bad about not helping the village that was being attacked but he was only one person and without knowing just what the portal had done to him he, most likely, would not have been able to help much and most likely would have be a hindrance to whatever the village had planned in the long run. Beside, even if he only would admit it inwardly to himself, the kitsune must have had a reason to of attacked and the village might have deserved the attack.

That in mind Harry keep on running; channeling his magic throughout his body to make sure he went a lot further, at a much faster pace, then he would normally have been able to. Though, while he was doing so, Harry couldn't help but wondering why he seemed to be moving at a much slower speed then what he used to when he normal did this.

After what seemed like hours of running and channeling the little magic, he had left through his body, a panting and exhausted, Harry found himself at a small lake. Seeing the lake and suddenly growing very nervous as to what had happened, because deep in his gut Harry knew the portal had changed him in some way, Harry slowly, very slowly began to make his way over to the lake.

Once he got to the lake Harry nearly fell into in pure shock as he got a good look at just what magic and the portal had done to him. The first thing he noticed, and wondered how the hell he hadn't noticed to begin with, was that he had somehow been de-aged to be about four or five year old; a small four or five year old to be exact.

The second thing was his hair had somehow gone from its previous dark reddish brown to a startling icy blue color. A color that as harry got a good looked at it reminded him deeply of the frozen icebergs at the North Pole.

The third thing he noticed wasn't very startling change but it was eye catching. His skin, had gone from a pale almost ivory color, to a deep rich looking tan. A tan that Harry never really was able to get before no matter how much time he spent in the sun.

Then finally the last thing he noticed, and the one that really had all of his attention at the moment, (in the physical change at least) was the fact that the portal had caused him to lose his mother eyes. His mother beautiful emerald green eyes where gone and in the place was a pair of eerie violet eye; eyes that Harry got the feeling he was really going to hate in the future.

Seeing these changes, especially the change about his eyes, Harry felt tears began to build up behind said eyes. All of the changes hurt a bit because his looks were part of what made him, him. But he felt he could have dealt with them, if they hadn't happened all at once; and if he had a say in them. But he hadn't and they hadn't so harry felt really lost at the moment; especially as he looked in to those unfamiliar eyes.

Looking into the eyes Harry began to cry for real, as he realized something. He had just lost the only thing he had left of his mother's. Thinking on this, Harry sat down on the edge of the lake and finally let the sorrow he had been holding back completely envelop him.

Harry as he did this let the thought he had been trying to block out repeat over in his head and force him to relive the worst part of his life. Fist he had lost his actual parent, then because of Dumblfuck he had been forced to grow up basically as a slave to his so-called family. After that, he had been forced to participate in a war that he real wanted no part in. Then after fighting in a war and putting up with all of the wizarding world predigest harry found himself being betrayed and nearly kilt by those he had called family. What was going to happen next was he going to lose his magic on top of all that!

Harry immediately after think that, felt his eyes widen, and then began to desperately feel for his magic; sighing in relief when he found it. Only to frown once he got a good feel of it or to be more presences when he noticed the foreign feel to it; and the fact it seemed even stronger than before.

Feeling this Harry quickly began to realize that whatever had happen in the portal had not only changed the way he looked but had also changed his magic a great deal. Which Harry knew meant that he would have to start from scratch all over again to relearn how to use it; at least to get it back to the level it had been at.

Groaning at this Harry threw his head back for a second as he thought of all the hell he had put himself through the first time he trained himself in control over his magic. A groan that got even louder as he realized that he would have to do it all over again; probably at an even more extreme level then before if the more powerful feel of his magic meant anything.

Understanding this ,but not wanting to continue think on the future hellish training he was going to have to do, as well as thinking of nothing better to do, Harry let the exhaustion he was feeling take over and laid down to rest a bit. Hoping that, perhaps, he could gain back some of the energy he had lost as he did so.

Harry as he did this also began to think on just what he needed to do to get him back into the shape he had been in before the portal had pulled him in; and hopefully past that. After all, at the moment, he was in a child's body so it should be slightly easier to get his current body in good shape instead of an underweight extremely malnourished teenage body, as he had to do with his earlier body. Harry while he was contemplating had a sudden thought strike him; one that he knew was a rather important one. The thought was that he needed to know what he could do right now, with both his magic and his current body, before he got started on what he would do.

That in mind Harry stood up and went a small distance away from the lake; it was time to see just what he could still do. But first before he did that, he needed to find his wand; which Harry hoped had came with him during his trip through the portal. That in mind, and hoping for once he had some good luck, Harry reached for his wand; which should have been in the holster on his right arm. Only to freeze when he came in contact with an empty holster. ( oh and just in case your wonder his cloths had shrunk to fit him he is currently wearing a pair of baggy black jeans that got tight around his ankles and a dark almost blood red short sleeve shirt.) Feeling this Harry began to search for his wand on the ground around him in an almost panicked fashion. After a good thirty minutes of doing this Harry fall to the ground, in shock empty handed; cursing both lady luck and fate in his head as he did so. As it turns out his wand either didn't make it through the trip in the portal or it never entered the portal to begin with

Harry spent a good ten minutes staring out in to space just curing in his head as he came to terms with the fact that he no longer had a wand with him. After he did this and calmed down a bit Harry slowly got up and dusted himself off. Harry then gently laughed to himself while muttering softly to no one.

"Well I guess I am going to have to find a way to all the magic I could without my wand. I mean wandless magic may have been said to of been impossible, but then again so is surviving the killing curse, as well as living from being bit from a basilisk. That and I seemed to of been able to use my sword as a wand with that was also said to of been impossible So the way I see it I seem to have the knack for doing the impossible; so I have got to at least try to use wandless magic…So I guess I will have to put that on my to do list…When I finally do start training." Here Harry pause from his self monologue and walked back over to lake, he had walked away from during his panic over not having his wand, before continuing speaking aloud to himself.

" For now, I want to see if I can still do some of the magic that doesn't require a wand…and I'm not including potions in that I suck big time at that; most likely would end up poising myself if I tried to do that… And that would give old Snapy way too much joy so that is a no go." That in mind Harry started to try all the magic he could recall that didn't need a wand to use. Though much to his horror he found out that sadly his sword, like his wand, also didn't make the trip so he couldn't use it to practices any magic either. So he was rather limited to what he could do.

An hour later, Harry found that he could still use rune, could still manipulate the elements slightly; though it was major drain as well as straining because of his much younger body. And that he could still use the small amount of Metamorphmagus ability that he had; which mainly could only be used to change his hair length, as well as make very small barley noticeable changes to the shape of his face.

At the moment though, Harry was trying his favorite type of magic; one that like the other magics he had been using didn't require a wand. And the magic that was the main reason why he knew so much information on kitsunes. He was trying animagus transformation; or to be more precise he was trying to transform in to his animagus form.

Harry began to concentrate on his animagus form, a form that was literally a living terror during the war, and slowly Harry began to shrink as fur began to cover his body; then less than a minute later a three-tailed kitsune stood in the place where Harry once stood. Smirking in his vulpine form Harry eagerly bonded back over to the lake to see his kitsune form. Only to once again nearly fall into said lake when he noticed the changes had extended from his human body to his animagus for.

Where before Harry in his animagus form had been a nearly full-grown three-tailed Kitsune that reached about the size of a horse, or much smaller if he wished, with pitch-black fur that absorbed the light around it and brilliant, piercing emerald green eyes rimmed with red. Was now a three tailed icy blue colored kitsune kit; about the size of a real small kitten. With fur seemed to shimmer in beautiful in the sun. Its eye were also an eerie violet rimed in an almost white icy blue color.

Also after taking a looking closer at his new form Harry noticed an even bigger difference from what his animagus form had been and what it had become; his tails. Whereas before his three tails had been tipped ,each it's own separate color, with Dark blue, suggesting control over water, pure bright white, Suggesting control over light, and light almost swirling looking grey, suggestion control over wind. Was now tipped in an orange red where the dark blue had been, suggestion control over fire instead of water. A dark black instead of the pure white, suggesting control over shadows and darkness instead of light like it had been. Then the last tail was tipped in bright yellow instead of the light swirling grey it had been; suggesting control over lightening instead of wind. (Oh and in case you're wondering it is only lightly colored on the tail and only at the very tips. You wouldn't really notice it if you didn't already know it was there.) Also, now that he was looking closely at his tails he could see that under each tip was a very, very, thin band of bright emerald going around each tail; an emerald color that looked just like his eyes had been or what the killing curse had looked like.

Seeing all of this, and thinking about where he had woke up and what had been happening when he woke up, Harry began to wonder just what the hell had happened it the portal. That and why the hell had said portal basically inverted him. (Dark reddish brown opposite is icy light blue, emerald green is violet, red is blue, fire is opposite of water, as is light and darkness.)

Thinking on this Harry couldn't help but wonder what else had changed and just what else the spell, his so-called friends, had fired at him had done to him.

Focusing back on the memories of his back stabbing friend betrayal Harry tried to remember just what spell they had fired at him, and not just that they where deadly. It took him a while but Harry was able to eventually put a name to each of the spells that had been fired at him and when he did, Harry paled significantly.

There had been three spells before they all had combined together with his magic and each had been meant to kill him. Hermione had sent a spell that gave him a quick acting incurable disease. One that would have killed him in less than five minute at the most; in a practically painful fashion if Harry remembered what he had read correctly. Ron had sent a very powerful draining spell at him. One which would have forcefully taken all of his magic, then his life as it used said magic it took from him to kill him in a bloody agonizing way; it would have taken ten minutes and would have been the most painful ten minutes of Harry's life. After those two, Dumbledore had sent an ancient heart-stopping curse at him. One that would of stopped his heart and of kilt him the minute it hit him.

Thinking on this and the effects of all those spells. Then remembering that the curses had all merged and had combined with his magic Harry couldn't help but wonder aloud.

"Just what the hell did those spell do to me!"

Harry will have a new blood limit because of the spells and because I really can't think of a better name I guess it will be called death touch bloodlimit. Basically because of all the death spells he had been hit with Harry now carries a bit death within him. His touch can make some of greatly ill and would bring death if he continues touching them. He can also inject his death chakra in someone deadening the limb and with enough chakra injected in can also kill the person. Kind of like the Hyuuga but doesn't need to see the pressure points or chakra points. Oh and at the beginning of the bloodlimit it can only cause illnesses going from weak colds to deadly disease depending on the amount of chakra and the amount of ski n on skin contact the person had with the user of the bloodlimt (aka Harry) causing dead with a touch is the final part of the bloodlimit and only activates when the user (Harry) has full control over his bloodlimit or it an extremely emotionally/life or dead moment then the death part of the bloodlimit will activate.

It weakness is that unless controlled it will affect everyone the holder of the bloodlimit touches. So Harry will need to learn control it quickly if only to stop the effects or he will not be able to touch anyone without them getting ill because of it. Also, it constantly drains chakra if the bloodlimit is not controlled. That and the death strike (kills a person with on chakra injection) takes a lot of chakra and control to be used. It also can only be used a few times; say like maybe four times a day at most. Also all the strikes, Death strikes or not are much more effective if they hit near an important organ. Oh and if it hits the heart, with even the smallest amount of Harry's chakra, there for his blood limit, it will immediately stop it even if a small amount of chakra is pushed into it.
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