A/N: Yo!! How was the last chapter! Did I manage to hit the emotional notes! Ya too keep the mood and anticipation I decided to have the a/n here, so if not on the previous chapter, then please drop some power stones here, I would be appreciative.
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Slowly, I hear feet walking on the sidewalk, opening my eyes I find it is still night, more importantly, I am being carried, carried by Shorekeeper.
"Where are we going?"
"I saw the house you let from"
"Oh"
Now, a comfortable silence prevails, the soft, warm autumn wind ruffles our hair and carries then pleasant fragrance of flowers and the ocean. Though I am sure that the sweetness of a flower field that I smelled comes from Shorekeeper.
The stars this night truly seemed bright, the oil streetlamps doing little for to hide them.
Shifting a little I lean into Shorekeeper more, her warm embrace, a comfort this body didn't have since its earliest year.
The walk was calm, short, upon arriving to the Dursleys home, Shorekeeper became a butterfly that perched on my head.
Petunia and Vernon were currently awake and after I knocked at the door had immediately shown up to scolded me for staying out so late.
Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to explain not being able to get in earlier but at least they were worried for me.
Honestly, it was just another pleasant surprise since in the movies, the Dursley's had shown far less care for Harry.
Also, for some reason, Shorekeeper went unnoticed by the two, though in retrospect that might be because of her light or Spectro align abilities.
Petunia after the scolding me, had given me a sandwich to eat then had me brush my teeth and go sleep… still under the cupboard.
The small space was greatly inconvenient but at least it was a roof over my head.
After laying down, I was about to fall asleep only to feel someone else laying down and hugging me, opening my eyes I see the pale blue hair and with a smile, a pleasant dream claims my conscious.
Next Morning, I am woken up by Vernon banging on the cupboard door, and Shorekeeper looking like she is about to burst out and kill him.
I am quick to grab her wrist. "I'm up!" I yell to Vernon, still grumpy he moves on, I then look at Shorekeeper "Calm down, they have not heart me, you don't need to worry"
Slowly the red of her anger disappears as the blue returns then moments later she becomes a blue and yellow flame butterfly that just watches me and lands on my head.
A small smile graces my lips, and I am quick to dress, brush my teeth then eat Breakfast, ready to go to school.
Well talk about benefits of a young body, it doesn't stink even though I didn't shower before bed yesterday.
Oh, and the fact I don't have to worry about rent, food, work, uni level crap. Oh, this is the life.
As I continue to glorify my situation as a child, my body automatically does as yesterday and I arrive at school.
Getting to class is no difficulty since I remember the room, we are then introduced to a substitute teacher Mr. Cofree.
He is quite confident to my surprise managing to hold the rest of the kids attention easily, then recess comes, we go outside, play return.
Now they start introducing basic math, I more or less ignore him and he doesn't seem to care as long as I am not distracting anyone else.
Chisa is surprisingly absorbed, it was obvious that well, she isn't truly a child, she doesn't talk, act or behave like one.
Though honestly it is none of my business.
The world is none of my business at the moment I am a five-year-old after all!!!
Then the long lunch happens, we play with the toys in the classroom. Obviously I am uninterest, so, instead I just sit by the window, staring out.
Ah, Shorekeeper's voice… in my head… how original.
>Well it is better than dealing with work and what not<
>Well sure there is a lot of good things, but also so much more that is simply annoying that the good things just aren't worth it<
>Well we are already talking, no? <
>Maybe so I don't waste time you can help me master what I know, like algebra, calculus discrete math, maybe coding even<
>There is definitely an appeal, but here, with so many watching, I'd rather not, plus it doesn't only have to be mastery, after I finally gain better understanding of what I already know, I can then start learning some other things, like chemistry, biology and other stuff.<
>Oh, and maybe this can also be done in dreams, so that during the day I have more time for other stuff<
>Well yes- I hope to force myself to actually do physical exercise unlike my last life where I was quite lazy… not that I was completely unfit and I couldn't even really be called fat but I was far from lean or muscular<
>Alright great then… although your words fill me with dread it is probably for the best<
I am then broken out of my thoughts by the teacher saying that breaks over and that now it will be English studies.
The teacher starts rambling on then "Harry, can you tell me what I was just talking about?"
"My apologies but I fret I was not paying attention to the beginner material you were instructing us on Mr. Cofree"
With my statement I smugly watch as our substitute short circuits before just ignoring what happened.
Unfortunately, I am now under a very watchful gaze from my right side… one of a very suspicious, totally, five-year-old girl.
I of course am facing away from her, needing not to turn away and make myself even more guilty.
Time passes, the teacher drones on, recess comes and we go to the library to read, I try to check the shelves but unfortunately nothing is there and Ms. Rowena constantly watching me and preventing me from getting near her desk even when she leaves…. Damn it.
Unable to find anything incriminating I instead find a more difficult story book and pretend to read while actually listening to Shorekeeper who has finished checking my memories and is know going over Algebra with me to ensure I have the basics…
It is a bit unsettling that she can access my memories so easily but despite my more- troublesome thoughts she didn't seem bothered and instead just focused on my knowledge.
Again time ends, we are back in class, but I am still working with Shorekeeper who has somehow not gotten mad despite my lackluster performance.
Ah yes, very assuring.
*insert a great amount of grumbling*
Soon, all classes finish, it is end of day and myself and Dudley are driven home by Vernon, we eat, I get some chores done.
Then –
>alright?<
With that my body moves on its own towards the park, and well to a part that doesn't have too many people.
Then it starts doing exercises on its own while Shorekeeper takes my attention again with more mental studying…. Damn it.
A couple months pass like this, I am constantly feeling a muscle pain but that isn't a bad trade-off for not having to actually focus on exercising.
The teacher has noticed my greater intelligence and so I ended up taking a few test but was only allowed to skip two grades at a time since that was the most permitted.
So now I end up in third grade instead of first, not great a difference only the topics are slightly more complicated and now history is pushed down our throats more.
I just chose to keep my answers at a 80% grade rather than any higher if only because I got tired of the adult looking at me akin to a little monster.
Vernon and Petunia also had a great surprise at my jump but chose to just blame the emergence of 'freakishness' all that meant was that they talked to me less, and made me do more chores.
This took away some of my time so I was annoyed but what can one do huh?
Anyway, Chisa and Sven became my two best friends, and we constantly hung out, they never visited my house because of course Petunia and Vernon did not want to explain why slept in the cupboard, but I did visit their homes and it was nice.
I also noticed that Shorekeeper seemed to respond a lot to my emotions, angry when I was angry, sad when I was sad. Joyful when I was joyful.
There is a bit of an unsettling part how she even tried to accompany to me showering and going to the bathroom… ya no, I stopped that immediately… I do have some concepts of modesty after all.
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A/N: Something something, something something and something.
Gimme powerstones plez!