Voldemort was watching his two older children play a game of chess out in front of his manor. He had only returned to the world a few hours earlier but he had already noticed that one of his children was missing. By the looks of it he wasn't a regular attendant to the boy's games. He heard a knock on the door and he said pulling an expressionless mask on," Enter."

His wife Bellatrix entered looking paler than normal she said bowing low," Husband you asked for me." He nodded and said," I noticed Damian and Thomas are outside playing a game of wizarding chess. I have yet to see Harrison today. By the looks of it he isn't a regular attendant to his brothers games." He watched as his wife's smile slipped from her face as he mentioned the youngest of the triplets.

He watched as her face paled even further unlike her normal character she was showing unusual amounts of fear. She said her eyes showing her fear," Harrison is staying with a friend this week. I sent him an owl to let him know of your return but I have yet to hear from him." Voldemort could feel his anger rising she was obviously lying but he didn't know the reason why. He said his voice dangerously low," Bella I will only tell you this once. You will tell me the truth and do so immediately. Where is Harrison?"

She stammered slightly but she said her head bowed low," He is missing. He comes and goes as he pleases and we rarely see him. The only one who sees him is one of our house elves by the name of Tilly. She has an immense loyalty for the boy." He roared in anger," GET OUT! Do not show yourself to me again until you have found him or have a solid lead."

It was two weeks before he heard anything from his wife. During those two weeks he organized his death eaters to go and look for his wayward son. They had come back with nothing more than rumors of a dark haired boy jumping in and out of the country. The rumors states that he had been to nearly every country for no apparent reason. It was the 15th day of silence when Bellatrix knocked on his door. She said Boeing as she entered," Husband I have found him. He is currently in Romania spending time with Dragon Keepers. For what reason I don't know." He gave her a curt nod before walking out into the ground he would collect his son himself. Dragon Keepers of all the stupid stunts his son could pull he had to be at the most likely spot to die.

Harry's POV

I woke from my sleep when a tall man shook my shoulder. The man was well muscled with a kind face and flaming red hair that marked him a Weasley. I yawned and said," Morning, Charlie. What do we have today?" I pushed myself up grabbing my dragon hide shirt. Charlie just shrugged before gesturing for me to follow him.

I had spent the last three months at the Dragon Keeper's camp recuperating from a failed undercover mission. While this wasn't the perfect place for me to regain strength it was a compromise that the council had made. It was either that or I would disappear for a couple months without contact. Again.

I am one of the top Huntik Foundation Seekers trained by Dante Vale, Metz council chairman, and Guggenheim council representative. Seekers can be muggle or wizard but wizarding seekers tend to be more powerful than their muggle counterpart. When we become seekers we take an oath never to harm a non-seeker with our powers unless we are in danger. There are two main groups. The Huntik Foundation who stand to make sure that Titans beings that seekers summon to fight other seeker are not misused. Then there is the group known simply as The Organization. Not much is known about their leader only the best of the best have ever met him or if you really screw up a mission. They are only after power they care nothing of the world or the people that inhabit it.

I ran my gloved had over my right shoulder. It was still an angry red color where my seeker's center had been damaged. Due to the nature of the damage I had to wear these gloves with runes carved into them to prevent my powers from accidentally activating. I sighed before pushing myself off the bed and heading towards the small mess hall for breakfast.

A couple of the keepers said a quiet greeting to me before returning to their breakfasts. I grabbed a bowl of porridge, some bacon, and orange juice. Charlie was discussing our duties for the day when the owls flew in. I ignored them since I never got mail and was surprised when a distinct hawk landed near my food.

I paled considerably when I saw the handwriting on the letter attached to its leg. My mother had written me that was never a good sign. Charlie had gone silent along with the rest of the keepers who all were watching me intently. I opened the letter noting that it had been signed more than a week prior and it said:

Harrison,

Your fathers returning next Wednesday and we require you to be home when he does return.

Bellatrix

I growled my mother was interfering with my life from a continent away. Charlie asked curiously," Who's that from Harry?" I ran a hand through my hair and said my voice seething in anger," My mother. She is a ripe old bitch." Charlie's face said it all he understood what it was like to be around people who didn't understand you. Charlie's eyes grew wide as he looked over my shoulder. My left hand went straight for the pouch containing my titans when a silky voice stopped me," That is no way to talk about you mother Harrison."

I froze it had been over a decade since I had heard the voice of my father. While the memories were faint that tone of power and command was not easily forgotten. I turned to face the tall black haired man with aristocratic features I looked like a carbon copy of the man except for my eyes which were a forest green to his deep blue.

I heard my Titan known as Lycan that resided in a bracelet I bore on my right wrist say," Well he looks like he could be your twin. Except for your eyes." I growled turning my gaze away from my father for a brief moment to the bracelet. I had done this without meaning to while the keepers were used to my oddities my father was not. He raised an eyebrow that I caught when I turned my attention back to him. I said softly barely audible," Long story."

Over the last decade I had collected three strange Titans. Lycan who allowed me to take his form when called upon. This was also my animagus form. Pendragon the Titan that protected Hogwarts for thousands of years. He had chosen me when I tried and nearly died to protect Hogwarts. It took five minutes but he was unbeatable once called out unless you count the third strange Titan.

Sealed within my right hand was the Titan Murasame. He was the sword Excalibur. While only told in legend this blade was both a blessing and a curse. Murasame also took the form of a talking crow who lived to give me headaches and steal my food. He also had the strange habit of calling me Shiro. While I assume this was his last owner I couldn't find anything on him or the Titan itself. The annoying bird was thankfully elsewhere at the moment.

Just as the thought hit me I heard a squawk. The other keepers were already opening the mess hall tent flap to allow the noisy creature inside. It shouted as it came flying in," Shiro! Shiro! Look what I found." It dropped something on my head and I growled shaking it off and catching it. Looking down it was an amulet. Murasame had an unhealthy obsession with shiny things at least this one was useful. I said yelling back at it," Murasame how many times have I told you my name is Harry not bloody Shiro."

The bird landed on the table gobbling up my bacon before turning back to me. It said its time serious as it looked me in the eye," Only Shiro could draw me. No matter what your name is now. You will always be my Shiro." I was taken back for a moment the longing in the birds eyes told a story of solitude that few could understand. I said smiling softly at the bird," Well it's always the three of us against the world. Eh Murasame?"

He squawked before taking off only to land on my shoulder. That's when I remembered my father and he had no idea about the world I was apart of. He was giving me a curious look but once he noticed my attention was back on him he said," I think it's time we talked Harrison." I sighed and indicated for him to follow me. I did give Charlie a look that said to inform Dante immediately. At my look he nodded rushing off to the other side of camp where the communications tent was.

Once we were in my tent I gave him my desk chair while I sat on my barely used bed. I only used it after nightmares when I had fallen from my hammock. My father was glaring at the chair before he transfigured it into a more comfortable one. He asked nodding to the bird," When did you get a familiar?" I grinned and said," Murasame and I have been together for three years now. He comes and goes as he pleases just like I do. We are a good match. Usually."

My father gave me an incredulous look to which I just shrugged. Believable or not it was true Murasame did his own thing all I could do was watch. After a moment of silence my father sighed and said," I believe it's time for you to return home." I flinched at the thought of leaving my new friends. While I had only been with the keepers for three months I was supposed to be staying a full six. I shook my head and said," Sorry father I still have another three months on my contract with the keepers."

The look on his face was that of pure anger. I said trying to quell my own at the fact he didn't approve of my lifestyle," You have been gone for nearly 13 years. I was declared a squib at birth so I learned to enjoy life traveling the world. After I have finished my time here I'll be off to somewhere else." My father's anger and disgust was so palpable you could almost cut it with a knife. I stood my ground under his intense gaze not even for a moment backing down. My left hand was back on my titans ready to pull Lindorm out.

As if sensing my will to fight his magic began to spread through the room before focusing on me. It pushed at my magic enticing it to calm down. My eyes glazed over as a wave of calm hit me in full force. He caught me as my legs gave out with a smile crossing his features. I growled out trying to stay awake," What the hell did you do to me?"

His smile widened a fraction as he said," I used my magic to calm you though I did not think you would react in such a way." I tried to force my magic to rise up again but the effort was taxing. After a few moment of fighting him I had to lean against him to support myself. He could practically feel his smirk as I slipped into unconsciousness.

I wasn't under for more than five minutes when I felt a pulse of seeker powers that didn't belong to any Huntik member. My father was already carrying me to the apparition point when I squirmed out of his grasp. He was stunned by my sudden awareness that he didn't get a good hold on me and I hit the ground. Wincing as jumped to my feet I looked around and sniffed the air. The Organization was attacking and there were a lot of them.

I said looking my father in the eye," Stay here. I need to take care of something. It's the reason I came." I ran towards the camp Charlie and the others didn't have the experience to fight the Organization by themselves. Even from a mile or so away I could hear the roars of the angry dragons. After hyperstriding most of the way I stood at the top of the bill that overlooked our camp. Below was hundreds of men from the Organization. I had never seen so many in one spot.

Immediately I pulled off my gloves at once I began to feel the rush of seeker powers. I grinned and said to myself not noticing the red eyed man watching me," Time to join the party. Featherfall." I used the technique after I jumped from the top of the hill landing in the middle of the battle.

Looking around at the stunned Organization members I recognized one immediately. With a mocking grin I waved at him and yelled," Defoe ready to be beaten by a teenager AGAIN!" His face went bright red in anger and embarrassment. Like with Dante every battle we had was at least a partial victory for me.

He growled at me as he said," Harry Vale you have foiled my plans for the last time." I grinned wider as I said," That's what you said last time yet here I am." He growled and said," Today is the day you die Foundation Dog."

Voldemort's POV

He watched as his youngest son attacked the men in black suits. He watched in fascination as the boy took down full grown men with what he thought was wandless magic. What surprised him though was the men in suits could do it as well. He would have thought that they were muggles by their clothing but they were using magic and fighting hand to hand with his son.

The Weasley boy that he had seen earlier yelled," Harry Foundation is five minutes out." He son grunted in acknowledgement before returning to his fight. Weasley was shooting off spells protecting his son's back and the other keepers had jumped in to help. He saw on their faces loyalty and respect that wasn't common in the world they lived in. He heard his son yell," Keepers back to back. Honorguard in three... Two... One. Now!" He watched as all of the Wizards using wands dropped them bring their hands close to their body and yelling," Honorguard!"

His jaw dropped as a large shield surrounded his son and those who stood with him. What was even more surprising was the crest on the shield. It held all four houses crest and one he didn't recognize. Then a sound came that he didn't recognize and he saw lines dropping from the sky into the middle of the battlefield. Even from here he could see his sons grin as he looked up. Voldemort looked up as well and his jaw dropped at seeing metal machines in the sky.

There were seven of them each had doors open and people standing at the edge. He watched in fascination as all the men and women either attached themselves to the lines or jumped from the machines. One man with reddish brown hair and a long brown jacket stood out. He was searching the ground for something.

Without warning the man jumped from the machine at a height that should have made him a stain in the grass. Instead he landed safely next to Harrison who was grinning madly at the man. Together they turned to the men in suits and said the older man placing his hand on the boys shoulder," You should leave now Defoe. You know you can't take us both on." The fear in the other man's face could be seen even from Voldemort's distance. The man turned tail and ran off.

Harry's POV

I felt slightly embarrassed that the second the Organization left Dante was checking me over for wounds. I could hear Charlie trying to keep back his laughter and proceed to glare at the man causing him to lose control completely. I growled at the man before saying," Dante meet Charlie Weasley one of the dragon keepers here and also my friend. Charlie this is my adopted father Dante Vale."

Dante shook hands with the man and was about to say something when his gaze turned to something over my shoulder. I couldn't figure out what it was until it hit me. I forgot that my father was here. This would make for an interesting late morning.

Dante placed his hand on my shoulder and asked," Who are you? You can't be a keeper your not dressed as one. Your not one of us otherwise you would have fought alongside Harry." I groaned this wasn't going to end well. Before I could deter either of them my father growled out," Who the hell are you?! He is my son of course I would be here!"

At this point I wanted to farslip as far away as I could get I had a feeling these two would kill me. I said trying to diffuse the situation," Dante, father, I think we should take this conversation elsewhere."

A/N This fanfiction will be updated every two weeks or so. It will not take precendence over Wizards and Seekers or Eighth King. Each update should be fairly long so enjoy.