A/N this is inspired by Little seer. If you have not read that fanfiction I would serious recommend it. Otherwise enjoy.

Harrison's POV

His fingers drummed silently against the table anxiously. The potion he was working on was at a critical stage. He was waiting for the exact moment to drop the last ingredient in. Any sound at all would cause the potion to explode. It was a potion he made a thousand times and knew it like the back of his hand.

Finally the time came and he dropped the ingredients in. A sigh of relief escaped him. It was that time of year again. His seeker magic was becoming more active by the day. It wished to lash out and cause mayhem but he kept it under wraps. At least he tried to.

His eyes trailed to where a simple black ring lay on his right hand. Few knew the significance of the ring. It was the Arc ring. A seeker artifact that held immense power. More specifically the power to see into the future. Joan of the Arc once used it when she commanded an army.

It was only recently rediscovered by the Huntik Foundation. He had been apart of that mission. The only one to bond with the ring. Now however it wouldn't come off and he couldn't control when he had a vision.

From the research he had done only those with seer blood in them, could use the ring. When he was younger he could remember predicting when things would happen. Even then he couldn't control when he would know. Or for what.

His past with the Wizarding World's rebels made him mistrustful. They tried to make his predictions into full visions. It was only with a potion created by Horace Slughhorn that they succeeded. In that time they had lost any chance of having him or the Huntik Foundation as their allies.

If the wizards of the world knew what was so carelessly placed with him, they would likely try to use him. Only Severus knew that he had visions. Even his mentor and guardian didn't know the full reason as to why though. If Harrison had his way then the man never would.

In their world he was considering useless. He was a squib by wizarding standards. Magicless. While it wasn't true he allowed them to think it was. Hidden deep within his blood line there was an ancient secret. Seer like magic wasn't the only thing he was hiding.

Shaking his head from the thoughts he made to return to his and Severus's quarters. Only to narrowly avoid being hit by the door. He took a quick step back to find Draco entering. The slightly older boy had become something of a friend to him. Outside of the Huntik Foundation the only one he had.

Harrison snapped quietly shooting a glance back at his potion, "Don't bang that door open. This potion is extremely dangerous."

Draco looked like he wanted to retort but a glance in the direction of the cauldron made him hold back. If the cauldron exploded because of him, Severus would not let the other boy near another one for weeks. Quietly they moved into Severus main quarters.

The living room was the same as it always was. There was a long green couch and table in front of the fireplace. On either side sat two comfortable green chairs.

One thing that had changed since he was last in the room was that there was a black puzzle box. Draco immediately went to it to try and open it. Harrison knew he never would be able to. It would forever change to stop him. As long as Draco wasn't a seeker at least.

Draco asked as he fiddled with it, "So Harry, are you going to the party later? That potion won't need looking after until tomorrow."

Harrison shook his head gently prying the box away, "No. I have to write a letter to someone and then finish preparing ingredients for Severus," he pressed the correct combination of buttons and allowed just a slight amount of his power to come out.

If he had been alone Springer would have returned to his normal squirrel like form. With Draco there the small titan would not dare risk it. With the only wizard knowing he was a seeker being Severus. He couldn't afford for others to know.

The two magic using groups were at odds. Seekers recognized the existence of wizards. On the opposite end wizards saw seekers as squibs. That they used parlor tricks to make it seem as if they were using magic. As it stood their time was a bad time to be a seeker.

Thankfully Metz and Eathon planned for such an event. He was adopted by Eathon Lambert. Officially in the Huntik Foundation records he was Lukas Lambert. He tried to keep a low profile but being the prized student of Dante and Metz didn't help. He took on big jobs that made him good money. Money that he saved in case he had to leave the Wizarding World suddenly.

He winced when he felt a twitch in his right arm. It took all of his self control not to cry out. The demon sword Murasame was in that arm. For the most part it was a quiet titan. The only time he ever saw the damn thing was when it was hungry. Then it was back in his arm the thing went.

The longest conversation he had with the titan, was when they first bonded. He was given a blood red bead. Murasame told him he had to keep ahold of. He had to find the ocean blue bead and activate his bloodline. It was only then would he understand his destiny.

Destiny? That was the last thing he needed. He just had to make it to his seventeenth birthday then he could leave Hogwarts full time. Severus knew that he planned to be a seeker full time. When he was off mission Harrison offered to continue his work as an assistant. Severus didn't like that he wanted to disappear but accepted it to a point.

He sighed. It was still a year away and he still had to survive the Wizarding World.