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Harry walked into the library of Sunnydale High on the first Saturday morning since he‘d learned about the prophecy. It was his first training session with Giles. He couldn’t help but be nervous. He had no idea what it was going to entail. Giles had given him a basic layout of what kind of training he was going to get, but they hadn’t gone into specifics.
“Ah, Harry, right on time. Are you ready?” Giles asked.
Harry sucked in a breath. “As ready as I’m ever going to be. What are we going to be doing exactly.”
“We’ll start off slow. For today, we’ll just do some basic self-defense moves,” Giles said before picking up a pair of gloves and head gear from the table. “Put those on.”
Harry gulped as he took them. “Um, is it really going to be that bad?”
“It’s just for precaution. I don’t want you getting hurt,” Giles said. He had no intention of really hurting Harry, but accidents did happen and he wanted to make sure the boy was protected.
Harry nodded and immediately put on the protective gear. “Okay, what now?”
“Bring your hands up to ready yourself against an attack.”
Harry did as he was told.
“Now I am going to throw a couple of moves at you and I want you to dodge them. Don’t fight back just yet. Just try to dodge my attack,” Giles instructed.
Harry felt knots in the pit of his stomach. He knew Giles would never hurt him, but who in their right mind wouldn’t feel afraid when knowing someone was going to try to hit them? “Okay.”
Harry watched as Giles raised his glove covered fist to him. At the last second Harry shut his eyes and turned his head. Seconds later, he felt a blow to the side of his head. Thanks to the protective gear, it didn’t hurt him. It just stunned him for a second.
“Are you alright?” Giles asked.
“Yeah. It just stunned me a bit,” Harry said as he quickly recovered.
“Do you know what your mistake was?” Giles asked
Harry nodded. “I looked away.”
“Exactly. The first rule in a duel is that you never take your eyes off your opponent. It’s a surefire way of getting seriously hurt. Never look away,” Giles said.
“Okay. I got it,” Harry said.
“Alright, let’s try again,” Giles said.
Harry nodded and raised his hands once more. This time when Giles’ fist sailed toward him, he managed to keep his eyes straight ahead and duck right before Giles would’ve connected.
“Excellent, Harry! That was very good,” Giles committed.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. This whole thing was just a little bit frightening. Sure, he’d been hit before, but most of the time, he’d be running on reflex. Either because of his cousin or vampires. This was different. With this, he was, he was told when he was getting hit. It was hard to just stand there and wait for a punch to come his way
Giles could sense the fear in Harry. “Would you like to stop now?”
Harry shook his head. A part of him did want to stop, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to get ready for what he would eventually have to do. “No, let’s keep going. I need to get ready to face this Lord guy.”
Giles smiled. He was glad to see Harry so willing. Not that he was surprised. Harry had proven time and time again that he would always do what was right, even when it wasn’t his job.
They spent the next half hour training. Harry got better at dodging every time. He didn’t always dodge in time, but he recovered quickly and learned from his mistakes.
“Excellent job, Harry. I think we’ve done enough for today,” Giles said.
“But don’t I need to learn how to fight back?” Harry asked. He knew a little like how he’d do it to fight vampires, but that was usually just long enough for him or one of the others to plunge a stake in its heart. It wasn’t nearly enough.
“You will. The thing you need to understand is that it won’t happen all at once. You won’t be able to learn everything you need to in one morning. It’s going to take time. In the meantime, you should be keeping yourself in shape,” Giles said.
“How?” Harry asked.
“By running and lifting weights. That’ll go a long way. Start running every morning. Run a little further each day,” he replied.
“How is any of this going to help? I thought you said that these guys will use magic to try to hurt me,” Harry said as he sat down at one of the tables.
“They will for the most part, but you should be ready for a physical attack just in case. Also, it’ll help you keep up stamina to exercise. Magic takes up a lot of energy. You’re going to need to keep up as much energy as possible,” Giles explained.
“What about magic? When do I learn that?” Harry asked.
“We shall start that soon. In fact, to get you read for that, I want you to start meditation every night. At least for a half hour a night. You should do it right before you go to sleep every night.”
Harry scrunched his face up in confusion. “Meditating? How is that going to help?”
“This type of magic requires on a lot of focus. You need to be able to concentrate on harnessing your magic. In order to do that, you need to be able to clear your mind of everything else, which is much easier said than done. Meditation will help you do that,” he explained.
Harry nodded and stood up. “Okay. I’ll do whatever I have to. As soon as this is done, the sooner I can eighty-six this guy and get back to my life.”
Giles could see that Harry still did not want to go up against Lord Voldemort. Not that he could blame him. No one is his position would want to put their lives in the line of fire like this. The fact that Harry was willing, despite his fears, said a lot for the young man’s character. “Harry, I know you’re scared, but try to remember, you’re not alone. We will all be there for you when it comes time to fight.”
“Thanks, Giles. That means a lot. Well, I better go. See you Monday,” Harry said before heading towards the door.
Severus Snape walked through the halls of Hogwarts and into the headmaster’s office. He’d just come from a Death Eater’s meeting and was there to give his report.
“Ah, Severus, you’re back. How did it go?” Dumbledore asked.
“As it always goes, Headmaster. He talked about how he was going to take over Britain and tortured a few of us for good measure,” Severus said.
“And did you find out his plan?” Dumbledore asked.
“His plan is what it has always been. To infiltrate the Ministry and go from there. He is just waiting to get rid of you and the Potter boy first. Though now he has resigned himself to the fact that the Potter boy is dead,” Severus explained.
“Harry is not dead Severus,” Dumbledore said firmly. He knew for a fact that Harry wasn’t dead. He couldn’t be. If the boy was dead, his name would’ve been removed from the roster of possible Hogwarts students years ago, but it wasn’t. A letter still went out with his name on it. It was returned back for some reason, but it still went out. No Harry was still out there somewhere. Dumbledore just didn’t know where..
Severus rolled his eyes. The headmaster was obviously in deep denial. “Look I do not wish to go over the facts with you again. I’ve tried time and time again to convince you that the boy is gone. It is obvious that you will never believe it. The point is, however, that the Dark Lord does believe it and that is a problem. He is no longer worried about the prophecy or stopping it.”
“Does he know what the prophecy entails?”
“No, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. The public already hailed him a hero. It wouldn’t be a big stretch for people to figure out the rest. It doesn’t really matter though, does it? The Dark Lord is not worried about the boy. He will come after you and then he will go after the Ministry,” Severus said.
“I’m not worried about myself. We do need to find Harry though,” Dumbledore said.
Severus sighed. He was getting really sick of hearing that. When was the old man going to get it through his head that the boy was gone. “Look, even if the Potter boy didn’t die back then-”
“He is alive Severus.”
“He’s gone!” Severus yelled in frustration. “You have had people looking for that boy for seven years. You’ve had Black and Lupin search the globe for him for months. It’s time to stop putting all your hopes in this child who is clearly gone. You never should’ve put your hopes in a boy anyway.” It was stupid to put the fate of the world on the Potter boy, and they shouldn’t put that kind of thing on a kid anyway. Why should a child be asked to sacrifice his life?
“Severus, Harry is the one who can stop Voldemort.”
“Well, then we’re all screwed because he is gone,” Severus emphasized before walking out the door.