Introduction

Note: I do not own the rights to: Harry Potter, Wizards of Waverly place, or supernatural. This is a fan based writing with twist from the actual, books, movies, and shows involving some characters and events.

It had been two years since Harry Potter had defeated the dark lord Voldemort once and for all, at first everyone wondered what he would do, many thought he would become a famous defense against the dark arts teacher. Harry hadn't been too keen on that idea of course since it seemed that 'ever' defense against the dark arts teacher had eventually fallen to the arts they once defended themselves from.

It took him a few months before he finally decided on what he wanted to do which came, oddly enough, in the form of an envelope with no return address. Harry had looked at it curiously when it first shot though the fire place of his new home in the wizard world. At first he thought it was from Hogwarts, but the stamp on it was different. The background was a silver shield; on the shield was the picture of a blue phoenix flying down from a red circle shaped cloud. When Harry lifted the envelopes back it pop to life and in a noble knight like voice declared:

"Harry Potter! You have been called forth by the Protectors as a prospective acolyte. You may come by the council chambers on Monday at 11:00 am to discuss any questions or concerns you may have. The building is located on South Cobble Street ally 2b. This message will burst in flames in three seconds … wait! What? I'm going to burst int…"

The envelope then burst into flames and a worried look had appeared on Harry's face. Still he decided to go to the place that the envelope had mentioned, which turned out to be one of the better decisions he had ever made. The Protectors turned out to be an order of wizards that helped protect the mortal world from magical creatures that sometimes leaked through. Harry had a few incidents of this very thing happening, he had at the time attributed it to Valdemor, but even if it had been the creatures did manage to get through. Harry knew how dangerous magical creatures could be and knew also they did not belong in the muggle world. Besides he was being 'given permission' to do magic in the muggle world? That was like every wizards dream!

The Protectors though were quite strict; he had to spend the next several months learning all sorts of magic, from ancient Egyptian to modern American, as well as having to learn many different languages and magical weapons, items, and tools that would help him with his quest. When that was finally over he was then given a mentor, Daniel Galloway, a man 27 years of age with jet black hair and sparkling ocean blue eyes. His tan skin gave hints that he must have spent a lot of time outdoors, and he was revered far and wide the tattoos on his arms. Both black snake like dragons; the one the left side wrapped its way up and seemed to consume the Earth, while the other the same dragon seemed to be falling down towards a banner of flames that wrapped around Daniel's wrist.

Harry found it quite easy to get along with his mentor who taught him many things about magic, creatures, and even wizards and mortals. Harry often enjoyed listening to Daniels vast knowledge of the wizard world, his ideas about politics, and how Voldemort was nothing more than an over dramatized gossip… though of course Harry disagreed with that. Still Harry enjoyed being with a mentor that usually got more attention than him, instead of "the boy who lived" he traveled with "the man with the dragon tattoos".

Everything he had worked for had finally lead him up to this moment, today was the day he would become an official Protector and not just an acolyte. He would be given his first assignment that he would have to complete alone; well officially anyway, Daniel had let Harry take some easy stuff on by himself once or twice. Still he wasn't looking forward to some long boring ceremony where he would be the center of attention.

"Man I hate this thing!" Daniel exclaimed suddenly as he pulled at the collar of his ceremonial red robe with blue striped on the shoulders and down the sleeves "Why couldn't this thing just be come as you are?" he asked frustrated.

Harry smirked a bit, he knew how much his mentor hated dressing up, being much more a cargo pants and muscle shirt kind of guy. "Oh it's not that bad, I had to dress like this every day when I was at Hogwarts." He replied encouragingly then reached up to adjust his glass, but found himself touching only skin.

Daniel laughed slightly when he saw a look of slight shock appear on Harry's face "Oh man, come on… you forgot about your eyesight being fixed again?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Well I've been wearing glasses my whole life you know, I mean it's only been a month, you think I should be used to it by now?"

"Hm, a month with 10/20 vision, vision twice as good as a normal humans, hmm…" Daniel said in a sarcastic pondering attitude as he rubbed his chin "Uh yes, yes I do."

Harry rolled his eyes "Whatever, so how long do you think this ceremony will be anyway?" he asked hoping the answer would be something the effect of "not very".

"I don't know if the new head master has her way probably 30 seconds."

"Really?"

"Yeah, she apparently hates ceremonies… unless she's the center of attention in them."

Harry laughed a bit as the reached big wooden doors to the main council chambers to find four older members, three men and a woman, standing respectfully in a circle like shape, two on one side and two on the other looking downward towards Harry and his mentor. In front of him though sat a woman with long dark wavy hair, she wore blue jeans and a short sleeve tank tops, her ceremonial robe was on, but open and her boots were kicked up on a table as her brown eyes darted across a magazine. She snickered lightly for a moment, perhaps on something she read, but was interrupted by one of the elderly men clearing his throat.

"Uh, you okay?" she asked as he looked back at him. The man darted his eyes to the ground and cleared his throat again "You might want to look into that, there is a bad cough going around right now." She teased as if she had no idea Harry were there. The man sighed and rubbed his forehead wondering how in the world she had managed to become head of the Protectors. "Head-ache too huh, whoa I feel for ya…" she said uncaringly.

The elderly lady spoke up in a tone that suggested she was quite annoyed "Ms. Russo!" She announced "This is a special day for Mr. Potter, and you would do well to show a little more respect." She said trying her best to hold an elegant smile and calm tone.

"What?" Alex Russo, the head master, asked "Oh, yeah right." She put her magazine away and stood up with a grunt as if she were annoyed that she actually had to stand. "Do I have to do the whole speech thing though?" Alex whined

A second elder spoke up "It would be quite respectful"

"You don't really have to," Harry said "I don't care that much."

"Yeah, and I hate wearing this stupid robe." Daniel chimed in. A sudden look of disdain dashed across the faces of all four elders.

"Great, it's settled then, blah blah blah, speech speech speech, glad to have you Harold Punter." She said as she threw him a rolled up paper wrapped in a fancy bow, which was his certificate of authentication and a badge inside.

"Actually it's Harry Potter." Harry said not sure if she actually knew or not.

"Yeah whatever," Alex replied as if she didn't care "oh yeah, and an assignment." She quickly took a bunch of papers from her pocket "No, no, no, oh yes here you go Harry." She said and threw it to him "Be a doll and fill out the paper work on that when you're done, kay thanks." She said then quickly sat and returned to her magazine.

Harry looked over the assignment not knowing that this was actually something Alex was supposed to do, but didn't feel like doing. Daniel cheered as he threw his robe off, and the elders all planted their faces firmly within their palms.

Harry and Daniel walked out into the hall and to a strange place with a slight cubby in the wall. On the floor with a round stone carved into it was a hieroglyph of sorts that looked like a sun inside a triangle, the same symbol was on the ceiling of this area, but mirrored from the ground image.

"Well guess this is it." Harry said as Daniel smiled a bit

"Ha, yeah, but don't be afraid to call on me if you need some help."

"You know I won't." Harry said as he pulled out his wand and pointed to the strange symbol on the floor ad Ianuae Magicae Bloomfield Kentucky." A yellow light flew from his wand and hit the ground in the small cubby like area causing the symbol to glow it shot the light to the other symbol and created or sort of stable light field, Harry stepped in and the light flashed away along with Harry. Daniel smiled and nodded then walked away knowing he would hear from his friend again.