Changes

The introduction of Kali into Harry's life was a welcome one. Despite her not being what he expected to summon, she still provided everything he wished. She seemed knowledgeable about almost everything, knowing magic from multiple realms as well as people from hundreds of years ago.

Still, it seemed like Kali hadn't been to his own realm in a long, long time. She was incredibly confused at electronics that were more complicated than a light bulb... Apparently, other realms only got to that level before stopping and concentrating on magic advancements, as opposed to scientific ones.

The first instance of this is when he'd tried to get her to play pokemon... Indeed, she reacts the same to it as he had when he first played it. She spent the whole night playing it as Harry watched and walked her through it. Honestly, that had been the most Harry had spoken in the months after he'd killed his relatives combined, something he wasn't really going to complain about.

Of course, there was still a massive problem both needed to address... The disappearance of the Marchfield family. Kali puts up a basic ward to make regular people avoid the house, but once people start looking for the family they'd be able to break through the ward and approach the house.

Harry asked why she couldn't use a more powerful ward and her answer was more concerning than he'd initially expected.

"My magic is attributed to my realm, so if I used a powerful spell the magic users of this realm would quickly notice and probably send an army to deal with it. Demons don't seem to have been summoned in this realm since Merlin, but that doesn't mean they can't detect demonic magic.

In my realm using magic is like a drop of water in the ocean... But here? It's like dropping food dye into a glass of water."

"Does that mean they will sense me using magic?" he asks, worried that they'd be on his tail.

She shakes her head, "No. Because you still have your soul, the demonic magic granted to you is converted before you use it. It should be no different from any other magic-user in this realm."

Still, even though he knew they'd be found out eventually, Harry was reluctant to leave the home he'd made for himself in the roof of the building. It was comfortable up there with the many possessions he'd stolen.

He'd tried to get Kali to teach him how to cast a more powerful ward, but she refused stating that he wasn't ready for that yet. Not because he lacked power, but because he lacked finesse... Apparently, he'd be more likely to disintegrate the house to make it 'disappear' as opposed to just concealing it.

Still, she was impressed with his self created spells. Most magic was more rigid in its use, which made the free-flow elemental magic he'd managed to manifest all the more impressive. She also found it incredibly amusing to hear that he'd based the magic off of Pokemon.

Though, her attitude quickly changed to one of admonishment when he'd detailed what his previous rituals were like... Indeed the conclusions he'd previously come to were correct, in that your words and intent were incredibly important for it.

His first ritual should have killed him, immolated his body and soul before sending whatever was left to the 'dark lord' he mentioned in the ritual. Fortunately, he'd noticed that something was off and escaped before the flames could claim him.

In the end, he eventually agreed to leave the Marchfield house. Kali managed to persuade him with promises of seeing more of the world, exploring long-forgotten ruins, and discovering magical creatures they could possibly use in further rituals.

Indeed, his thirst for further knowledge was also something she used. Promising to teach him whatever he wanted to learn as long as they vacated this 'cramp dust-laden attic'. That, and the added fact that she could create a 'Bag of Holding' in his words, better yet known as a space-expanded container.

This allowed him to store his large collection of books and other toys he'd collected during his stay in the Marchfield house.

Eventually, after Harry had gotten all his possessions sorted out. It was time to leave. He'd loved staying in Bournemouth, learning how to swim, exploring the city, learning magic, and observing the people. Now that he had Kali? He could safely say that this had been the best time of his life, hopefully, that would keep changing though, for the better.

"Where will we go?" Harry asks, the bag of holding hanging from his waist and wearing his favourite black hoody.

Kali who was currently floating at his side shrugs, "I'm not sure... Why don't we look at a map and pick somewhere that looks interesting?"

Harry nods at the idea, thinking it would be interesting at least. Though, only now does he realise a problem, "Won't people notice you?"

She smirks down at him, "Oh? Think I'll catch their eyes?"

Harry looks away as he speaks, "Yes and no... I'm more afraid of them seeing your... Appendages." he says, referring to her wings, horns, legs, and tail.

"Ah, I should have known. You wanted to keep me all for yourself, naughty master." she teases, enjoying his reactions.

"No!" Harry suddenly says, blushing slightly at his volume, "Y-you! Stop teasing me! You know what I mean."

Kali gives a pout but nods anyway, "For a master of magic such as myself, I have many avenues to remain unnoticed." she says before crossing her arms across her bountiful chest and disappearing in a cloud of black smoke.

Harry glares at the smoke momentarily until a bat with Kali's eyes flutters out of it and lands on his head. "Kali?" he asks, his in shimmering at the feat of magic she'd just performed.

"Yes?" the bat replies in her voice, causing him to jolt at the incongruity of it.

...

"This is weird." he mutters, lifting her off of his head and stroking her furry back.

"I could just shrink my regular body if you wish, master." she says sensually, though it doesn't have much effect on him as a bat...

Harry shakes his head, "No! This is fine." he quickly affirms, not wanting to carry around a mini-succubus. Besides, wouldn't that defeat the point of changing forms in the first place?