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Chapter 1: The Voice
As Harry climbed back onto the Hogwarts Express to go back to the Dursley's again. While he hated his relatives he knew he must go back for his protection so he, begrudgingly, got onto the express and began to look for a compartment. While doing this he reminisced on what had happen over the last couple of days or so. How he found out that Ginny was taken by the Heir of Slytherin, how him, Ron, and Lockhart had gone down to the chamber, how Lockhart tried to obliviate them and obliviated himself on accident, how he had to go save Ginny by himself due to the collapse of the cave, how he had faced off against a teenage Voldemort called Tom Riddle who was controlling a basilisk, how he had somehow pulled the sword of Gryfindor from the Sorting Hat, not to mention the weird feeling of wholeness that he felt upon holding it, and finally after defeating the basilisk he stabbed the diary and saved Ginny.
Now as he found a compartment with Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins. They talked for about an hour when that weird feeling of wholeness returned, he looked at the other's faces to see if they could feel it, He saw Ron looking at him in awe, and maybe a little bit of jealousy, Hermione looked baffled, Ginny had the same hero-worship look on her that she had since he killed the basilisk, and the twins, well the twins had their usually mischievous grins, though they seemed to be a bit wider than usual. Then he noticed they were all looking at his waist and decided to look down. What he saw surprised him to say the least. It was the Sword of Gryfindor.
"W-What?" Harry stammered out.
"Did little ol' Harrykins-" Began the first twin, whom Harry thought was George.
"Just pull a prank?" Finished Fred.
Hermione shot Harry a death glare while the twins were going crazy at the idea that Harry pulled a prank. "H-Hermione, I promise that's not what happened, I wouldn't at least not without consulting you two first." Hermione sighed, "I know Harry, I was just surprised is all."
"Bloody hell mate, how did you pull that off, getting the sword from Dumbledore's office?" Ron asked and then immediately regretted it when Hermione's death glare turned to him and Harry sighed before turning to him. "Ron, I didn't do it. I would've told you two."
"Fine, fine I believe you, mostly."
Harry sighed and then looked at the sword and then noticed the sword was glowing, though it was dim, Harry immediately wondered what it was before looking to Hermione with a questioning glance.
"What is it Harry?"
"Your telling me you don't see it?"
"See what?"
"The glow."
"What glow?"
"The glow from the sword."
"There is no glow." Hermione said becoming slightly worried
"Okay, fine maybe I'm imagining it." Harry said before hearing something whisper in his ear. He turned around so fast you could hear his neck pop.
"What is it now Harrykins?" Asked George with a look of mischief, with a slight touch of concern.
"Its nothing, nevermind." Harry replied noticing the twins relax, though Hermione didn't look convinced, and Ron and Ginny didn't seem to be paying him any attention.
"Hello young one"
"Did you guys just hear that?"
"Hear what Harry?" Hermione asked with a look of concern, "No one said anything."
Oh no, not again. Harry thought, not realizing the voice could hear him.
"Again?" The voice asked
Harry sighed, "Well guys I'm gonna take a nap, wake me up in two to three hours."
"Okay Harry, if there's anything wrong you can tell me, okay?" Hermione told Harry, worried there was something wrong with him.
"Okay Hermione." Harry said and closed his eyes, though not to sleep but to talk to the voice and see whether or not he was imagining it.
Harry was in an open field with a castle about the size of Hogwarts in the distance. Harry could tell there was something off about the place, though he couldn't tell what it was.
"So you've come to pay me a visit then? Excellent, that makes this so much easier."
Harry turned around to see a male figure but they were distorted enough so he couldn't tell who it was. "Who are you?" Harry asked the figure
"That's something you must find out for yourself, though I can say this, it is quite the stroke of luck that you are related to both the owner of this sword and myself"
"What do you mean, wait you mean I'm related to Gryfindor? Then why did the hat want to put me into Slytherin?"
Yes you are, and as for the hat, there's two reason for that, the first is while meany believe Salazar was a dark lord of sorts when in reality it was his eldest son, but anyways Salazar were brothers in all but blood and when the hat was made he got the two confused for each other, that gave us all a good laugh. The second reason." The figure bent down and touched Harry's scar. "Is this thing right here."
"You mean my scar? What does that have anything to do with it, and why does Gryfindor's sword have someone else in it?
The first question I can't answer, all I can say is that you should have the Goblins take a look at it. As for the second question, I believed it would be to obvious to have my spirit in my own relic so I had Godric put me in his relic, the only downside is it left him waiting in the Gryfindor Vault, so I believe we should go to Gringots as soon as possible so we can have both problems solved.
"O-okay, but what do I tell my friends? They are definitely gonna be curious."
"Tell them what you want, but be careful who you trust, some who you trust now are using you. I do know that there is at least three people who you can trust with your life." The figure looked up and disappointment briefly flashed across his face. "It seems it's time to for you to go, it was nice talking to you young one, I hope for many more conversations with you."
"Okay, but what do I call you?"
"For now just call me Sword, then again that's not much better then Voice."
Harry had the decency to blush. "Okay, also my name's Harry."
And with that Harry left the mindscape where he met the figure and awoke with a start
"Harry wake up!" Hermione yelled at him, getting frustrated at how hard it is to wake him up
"I'm up, I'm up, what time is it?" Harry asked without any of the grogginess that comes from just waking up.
"It's about five now get up we're at King's Cross" Hermione said annoyed at the fact that Harry wasn't really sleeping.
"It is? Okay lets go."
As Harry and Hermione got off the Hogwarts Express, Harry had only one thought, "This is gonna be a long summer."