Hey guys, I just made another omake. I'm not sure why I suddenly felt the urge to do this, but seeing that quest failure mentioning that it was impossible to fail the quest just lit my mind up. I tried to write this from Harry's perspective. The perspective of someone who, after finally having control of his life following so many years of having his life controlled by others, was suddenly being told that there was only one path forward, and he had no choice in the matter. In this little piece I wrote, Harry did not approve of such a thing. Also,
this is now the longest one I've written.
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Previous (Note: this one is unrelated to my other pieces)
---Harry Potter and the Quest for the Game Breaking Bug---
[Quest Alert:] Be sorted into one of Hogwarts houses.
-Completion reward: 20xp, Title based on house.
-Failure reward: Impossible.
Harry Potter continued to gaze at the alert that had popped up in front of his eyes as the sorting continued. He frowned as he looked at the failure. Impossible, it read, as if his path forward were carved in stone. Earlier, it was something he would have accepted as inevitable. At least, it
seemed as though most of his life was nothing but having choices made for him and having his own desires be impossible. Choosing his own clothes, his own supplies, his own toys? Impossible, as they were already chosen for him based on whatever his cousin was no longer able to use or was no longer interested in. And that was just for clothes and supplies. When it came to toys, he barely knew what the word even meant.
But, things were different now. For once in his short, miserable life,
he could make his own decisions.
He decided what supplies to get before school started.
He decided what he would train.
He decided where he would continue to stay.
He, Harry Potter, was finally learning how it felt to be in control of his own life. And a lot of that was due to his steadily building confidence caused by his ability.
Impossible.
How many things had he considered to be impossible before everything had changed? Magic, friends, love, trust, self-worth; all things that Harry Potter had considered impossible when it came to whether or not he would ever possess any of them. Now? Now it was different. He did the impossible and decided his own fate. And now, this quest was trying to undo his hard work. It was trying to tell him that his next decision was set in stone. It was telling him that not being in Hogwarts was
impossible. No, it was saying that not being
sorted into one of the houses was impossible.
Harry smiled, a mischievous look creeping upon his face as his thoughts began to race. Considering how long it had been since he let fate determine his path, why break the trend now?
"Potter, Harry!"
Decision made, Harry approaches the hat while ignoring all the whispers from the other students in the hall. He sits there as the hat is placed upon his head. Listens as it begins to speak, but then it suddenly pauses right before Harry can interrupt.
"Oh? You really think that will work? I'm afraid it won't. I can't fully understand this magic that you use, but the spell you are thinking of only works with a single word. I'm afraid you would need at least two." The Sorting Hat, oddly enough, sounded truly sorry about Harry's predicament. "Do you think I don't realize what you are going through? I know how hard it is to accept when your path is decided for you. After all, my entire purpose is to sort. But, do you know what? I think this is a day of new beginnings. I can already tell that 'impossible' will be a word that will soon be quite unknown to you. Why don't we start early? Why don't we both do the impossible? Your spell requires two words to break the restriction, but I can help. I can start with the first word, and then all you need do is finish. Now, here is what we shall do…"
While the Sorting Hat informed Harry of what to do, the boy himself couldn't help but sit there, stunned. Was this really happening? Could this insane plan of his possibly work? Suddenly, the hat spoke, and everything was set in motion.
"Harry Potter shall be sorted into- " before the hat could finish, Harry Potter screamed into his mind a spell.
Command: All!
In pretty much any other situation, this would have been impossible. For what Harry had planned, he would have needed to issue a command to be sorted into all houses. However, the spell could only be used with a single word and context was the key. He could not say "Sort me into each house", or even "sort all", because it would need multiple words. Even saying "all" would not work, because the context would not make sense. However, that was where the Sorting Hat came in. Since the hat set up the context by beginning with Harry being sorted, all Harry needed to do was finish with the command.
"-all four Hogwarts houses!"
Silence. Everywhere, jaws were dropped, and eyes looked ready to pop out from surprise.
They had done it. The Sorting Hat provided the context needed for Harry Potter to perform a spell that never should have existed in their world that was able to make the hat go against what it had been told to do, and allowed him to sort a student into more than a single house. Suddenly, Harry Potter noticed a new message.
[QuuESttTT ComPfAIlEDlETED]}}
-gain -/+999999999xp
-gain titleS GrryffindoSLytheHufflRavClaw!
-due to FAICompletioURE sfslkdfsdfioeshoeshge-----------
CRITICAL SYSTEM FAILURE – NEW PATH CREATED
[Hidden Quest Unlocked: Be sorted into more than one of Hogwarts houses]
-Completion reward: ???
Harry could almost feel reality itself grind to a halt for a moment, as if even it could only scarcely understand just what had happened. Before the Sorting Hat was removed by the trembling fingers of McGonagall, Harry heard it one last time.
"I can't even begin to know what will come of this, Mr. Potter. But you felt the effect your decision had. Everyone here did. But take courage, Harry. You have accomplished what the greatest of wizards could only dream of accomplishing. You broke fate, and chose your own path. Whatever happens next, I believe you will stand tall and make it through."
And with that, Harry Potter stepped down. His robes seemingly desperate to choose a house pattern to stay on before somehow creating a new pattern. He smiled, even as everyone in the room, even Dumbledore, could only gaze at the scene in shock. Harry smiled, because even when reality itself seemed determine to decide his path for him, he was still able to break free and choose his own way forward.
There was no telling what awaited him now, but he knew he would make it through.
After all, he thought, looking at the shocked looks from his friends,
I'm not alone in this.