Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
and everything else is owned by Mercedes Lackey,
I own nothing.
This is my first fanfic, I'm not sure where exactly I'm going to take it. But I do have a great many idea's and just as an early warning this will be a slash piece. You have been warned!
Destiny's Forge
The summer heat was oppressive, everyone was staying indoors to keep cool. The streets were quiet only the hum of electricity that was running all of those air conditioners. The peace on Privet Drive was broken by a sudden scream.
A small boy had wedged himself into a corner cradling an arm that was most certainly broken. Shivering from the pain with tears streaming down his face he begged for this to stop.
"Please Uncle Vernon it was an accident!"
"I'll show you an accident you damned little freak, we open our home to you out of the kindness of our hearts and this is the thanks we get?"
The ten year old never understood the hostility his aunt and uncle showed him, he always did what they said. He never gave them any back talk at least not to their faces.
Vernon swung the belt in an arc the metal buckle whistling through the air and Harry ran.
"Come back here freak, don't you run from me!"
He didn't get far as the belt wrapped around his side and the buckle hit his already damaged arm. The pain was too much for his small body and a blood curdling scream escaped his mouth. The world went white for Harry as his magic reacted pulling energy from the surrounding area it's only directive "survival".
The peace and tranquility of the surrounding area was shattered in an instant when a piece of wild magic from a ten year old boy left unimaginable devastation in a two kilometer radius. No one and nothing survived the blast which was heard for hundreds of kilometers.
The leading theory at least where the global news agencies were concerned was a group of terrorists had created a small nuclear bomb and had somehow had a mishap. The only problem was there was no radiation of any kind detectable in the area.
That night standing in the general vicinity of the Dursley house all but hidden from the muggles that were investigating the devastation was an awkward looking couple.
"Oh Albus what happened here?"
They both surveyed the destruction all that was left was a crater of glass.
"Minerva I honestly don't know, the Ministry investigators think it was a case of wild magic. The magic's unleashed here are unlike anything they or I have ever seen. I'm afraid our last best hope, the boy who lived has been taken from us."
He couldn't grasp why this had happened, Harry had a destiny after all. Without him would they survive the fight that was yet to come?
With a heavy sigh he placed an arm around his weeping companion and they vanished with a pop.
Valdemar
Herald Mage Elspeth sat up in bed, something was not right.
"Darkwind do you feel it? It's unlike anything I've ever felt."
"I do feel it, but where is it coming from?"
She jumped out of bed with a gasp, "Companions field!"
They ran together making as little noise as possible from their suite in the palace. As they exited the building they could see other Herald Mages sprinting from the Collegium.
Elspeth jumped the fence into the field with practiced ease, there was a bright globe of light hanging several feet in the air some distance out. It was surrounded by every Companion including their offspring.
The Companions were spaced out around the sphere and every single one of them was glowing with power.
She reached out to Gwena and all she could hear was fear and panic.
:Help us, he won't make it:
Elspeth opened herself to the node beneath the palace and began feeding energy to the Companions around her. She could feel the other's doing the same. Whatever they were doing the light from the sphere intensified and then she could hear something. She wasn't sure what it was as a shape began to coalesce within the light.
The sound became a scream, the scream of a child.
:CATCH HIM: cried Gwena
Darkwind dove forward just as the bubble of light went out and a small frame fell toward the earth and caught it.
Several mage lights appeared above them as they were plunged into darkness as the magic receded. She looked down into Darkwinds arms and gasped, the boy was nearly naked his clothes having been burnt off. His body was covered in bruises and his right arm was clutched protectively to his chest.
She couldn't understand how he was still conscious as he continued to scream in pain.
A Companion she didn't recognize stepped forward and touched his nose to the boy's forehead and she watched as he passed out.
"We need to get him to a healer right now." She said to Darkwind
In acknowledgment he took off in a trot, when they reached the fence she jumped over and took the wounded thing from her lover's arms. A healer met her before she had taken even a few steps.
"By the starry eyed, what happened to him?"
They rushed the boy to the Healer's Collegium and he was quickly removed from Elspeth's arms. Everyone present Healer and Herald could feel the pain emanating from him, not only his physical pain but that of his heart.
Every Healer within the the complex moved in to help stabilize him. Elspeth and Darkwind sat in a waiting area.
While they waited on news Elspeth and Darkwind were having a discussion with Gwena and Herald-Captain Kerowyn's Companion Sayvil.
"Where did he come from?" Asked Elspeth
:From what Vanel was able to piece together from his memories, he is from another world. He was being tortured by his only family an Aunt and Uncle.:
"Wait Vanel, was he the companion that stepped forward?"
:Yes it seems he has found his chosen.:
"You're telling me he was chosen the moment he arrived and how did he get here?"
:Yes to your first question and from the feel of it, he arrived by a show of accidental magic unlike anything we have ever seen or heard of."
"He brought himself here from another world by accidental magic? How is that even possible and how strong is he?"
:We aren't sure on how it was done but he is something which has not been seen on Velgarth since before the original Mage Wars.: replied Sayvil :He has the potential to be even greater than the Mage of Silence.:
"What should we do, is he a threat to Valdemar?"
Gwena's reply was slightly offended that Elspeth would ask such a thing. :Would he have been chosen if we believed him a threat?:
Chagrined by the response Elspeth simply shrugged her shoulders. "It had to be asked." Was her reply
Several hours later an exhausted looking healer stepped out to speak with them.
"It was touch and go for a while, we nearly lost him several times. That boy was beaten to within an inch of his life and from what we can tell it wasn't the first time. We have repaired all of the major damage physically, now he is just suffering from magical exhaustion. We need to keep him under observation for a few days, then I would suggest that he meet with a mind healer. Do you know where he is from and who did this to him?"
"From what my companion told me, he is from another world and his family are the ones who did this to him."
He scowled and mumbled under his breathe something along the lines of if he wasn't a healer and he got his hands on those people.
Elspeth agreed with him wholeheartedly.
"Then we will take our leave of you, please let me know if his condition changes or when he wakes up." She told him "And maybe you should go crawl into a bed somewhere you look like you've earned it."
She and Darkwind walked back toward the Palace. "What are we going to do with him?" She asked
"I imagine we will soon find out." Was his only reply.
All there was to be felt was pain, it radiated from every square inch of his body. He could feel forces beyond his control, pushing and pulling at him. He would have opened his eyes to see where he was but even through his eyelids the light was blinding. It was like being in the heart of the sun.
For what seemed an eternity he was pushed and pulled and then the pain intensified, it was even worse now. Like his entire body was on fire and he was being squeezed through a small opening and not quite fitting.
He screamed until his throat was raw and then he screamed some more and then something changed. The light was gone and yet he continued to scream, the pain was just too much.
Out of the surrounding darkness someone approached and he felt a gentle brush against his mind. :Sleep little one and when you wake all of the pain will be gone.:
He latched onto those words and passed into a dream. In the dream he was walking through a great castle, the place was magnificent and somehow familiar. Next to him walked a being that could not choose between being that of a young man with long black hair streaked with silver or the image of a large white stallion with blue eyes.
He heard music playing and then a soft green light surrounded him and everywhere the light touched the pain went away.
"What's happening?" He asked the stranger walking next to him
"Your body is being taken care of by the healer's of this world."
Harry looked at him with confusion written all over his face. "What do you mean 'this world'?"
"You are on the planet Velgarth and currently in the kingdom of Valdemar young Harry. You were dying when you arrived. Luckily you arrived near our House of Healing and they are repairing the damage done to you."
"How did I get here? All I remember is breaking one of Aunt Petunia's plates and then Uncle Vernon breaking my arm and beating me."
"You got here through magic Harry, you will be a very powerful mage."
Harry could do nothing but stand and stare with his mouth open staring as the young man flickered between forms.
The castle around them began to fade into a gray mist. "You won't remember much of this like most dreams, but when you wake up I look forward to meeting you in person Harry."
As the mist enveloped the man in white he cried out. "Wait who are you?"
He heard a chuckle in the distance. "I am Vanel and I choose you Harry Potter!"
Slowly creeping his way into consciousness, he expected to feel the pain return. But was surprised that there was none!
He slowly opened his eyes to a white tiled room and sitting next to him a woman with silver streaked hair and a vaguely familiar white uniform.
"Good morning, how are you feeling?"
Then it all came crashing back, the beating that wouldn't stop from Uncle Vernon. He bolted remembering all of the pain from his broken arm to the belt buckle that dug into his skin.
The woman in white wrapped her arms around him before he could flee in a panic and pulled him into an embrace.
"You are going to be alright little one, you are safe. Absolutely no one here will harm you in any way."
He hiccuped and then because the embrace felt so good, it was something he had never received before. He started to cry and turned into the hug, great shuddering sobs escaped him.
"Shhhh now it's okay!" Then she was rocking him and humming a tune he didn't know.
Elspeth sat stunned at the show of emotion both physically and what he was projecting. She reached out and placed a shield around him so he wouldn't leak to anyone else.
He began to relax and just enjoyed having someone comfort him for the first time in his life.
She leaned back and pulled his face up to get a good look at him. "There now, feeling a little better?"
He looked up at her with the sweetest smile she had ever seen. "I got your coat all wet."
"It's okay it will dry. What's your name, I can't keep calling you little one?"
"It's Harry, Harry Potter ma'am."
"Well it's nice to meet you Harry, Harry Potter. My name is Elspeth, are you hungry?"
He giggled at her for repeating the way he had said his name. "Yes ma'am!" Is all he got out before his stomach growled at him in it's own reply.
Elspeth laughed at the sound of his stomach "None of that ma'am stuff, just Elspeth will do."
She brought him a plate and he got to eat in bed, there was more food on it than he had ever had in one sitting. Usually he got the leftovers if the Dursley's were feeling generous.
When he had eaten everything she asked. "Do you feel up to stretching your legs and maybe getting out in the sunshine?"
His only reply was to slide out of bed and she chuckled at him. "Come on then, there is someone outside who has been patiently waiting to meet you."
Harry followed her out of the room and down the hall, passing people in green clothes. When they reached the door to outside she pulled it open and he stepped out into the most magical place he had ever seen.
There was what looked like a palace off to his left with other buildings boxing it in but to his right was a field with white horses, there were hundreds of them.
And one of them was walking slowly toward him. He studied it, noting it had silver hooves. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and then his eye's met a blue gaze.
A feeling of utmost love and contentment washed over him and then he heard in his head. :Hello Harry, my name is Vanel and I choose you!:
He stumbled forward and wrapped his arms around the thick neck and felt for the first time, like he was home.
Edited 2/16/17