Title: Harry Potter and the Founders Heir

Rating: K (May change!)

Chapter: One/?

Parings: Ginny/Harry Hermione/? Draco/OC

Word count:1459

WARNING! Does contain: Ron bashing, Manipulating Dumbledore, Slight Molly bashing.

Harry frowned confusedly. "Excuse me? Heir? I don't understand." He looked around.

Godric looked at him for a long moment. "Hmmm…. Perplexing." He mused. "When I chose you I knew you were raised by muggles. I, however didn't expect you to be completely unaware of your heritage."

Harry looked even more confused. "Muggle? Heritage? I'm so sorry Sir. But I think you have the wrong boy." He said softly looking away.

"Harry James Potter? Born on the 31st of July 1980. Son of James Potter and Lily Potter. Formerly Evans both of Gryffindor house at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After their murder Ablus Dumbledore, gave custody of you to Petunia Dursley also formerly Evans. This is correct?"

Harry stared at him. "I…. I don't know…" He whispered. "The first bit. Yes, but my father and mother died in a car crash and I've never heard of… Hogwarts?" He shook his head. "I must have been punched harder than I thought." He muttered to himself.

Godric frowned. "That muggle has some explaining to do." He said angrily "I like muggles. But the people that was trusted with the Boy who lived…." He shook his head. "How about we sit down? I'll explain everything."

Harry didn't reply for a moment before looking around "There is nowhere to sit." He whispered, mentally laughing that he commented on chairs above everything else. Godric seemed to have the same thought. There was a soft laugh before a draw of a long stick came out of his pocket and waved it. The room transformed into a cosy little room whereby there was large comfy armchairs placed and a roaring fire.

"Sit." The man smiled at the shocked and equally amazed boy.

Harry woodenly sat down, looking up at Godric expectantly "Explain." He said simply.

Godric laughed again. "Very well." He sat down. "Have you ever made something happen? Something you didn't mean to when you're angry? Or scared?" He asked gently. Harry's eyes enlarged. Yes. Yes he had. That thing happened that very day. He slowly nodded. Godric smiled "That's because-"Deep breath. "You're a wizard. Just like your mother and father before you." He told him.

Harry shook his head "I can't be." He whispered "I mean… I'm normal… Boring and ordinary." The boy lifted his head at the booming laugh that was echoing.

"Oh Harry my boy!" Godric laughed "You are much more than ordinary. You are the boy who lived. If you walked into a wizard dwelling… you would be fawned over." He informed him.

"Okay. I think you have to explain some more." Harry frowned.

Godric nodded "Of course." He smiled "First off. Hogwarts… the school you will be attending once you turn 11. Was created over a century ago, by the best witches and wizards of the age. Myself, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. This school went on to become the best school in all of Europe. Each person had certain attributes that they prided themselves on. This created the four houses. Children of Gryffindor house were known to be brave, daring, and chivalrous. Hufflepuff house students, are known for loyalty, fair play, honesty, and tolerance. Ravenclaw house, for their wit, creativity, and wisdom. Slytherin house values ambition, cleverness, cunning, resourcefulness, and…" He coughed disapprovingly, "pure blood heritage." He added with distaste.

Harry frowned but nodded regardless. "Okay so what does this have to do with you coming to me?"

Godric smiled. "Maybe Rowena should have had her turn. Smart boy you are." He looked at him "Once the founders died. We left behind a legacy. Every half a century. We would take it in turns to choose an heir to guide and teach through their years at Hogwarts. Each guide has their… Positive and Negative attributes. Anyway, my time to choose came four years ago. But I wanted to wait until you came of age. Eleven. Which is a month away." He smiled "I chose you."

Harry looked shocked "But why me? I mean…. There are loads of eleven year olds who are better suited for this… I mean. I didn't even know I was a wizard! How can I be the right choice?"

"Good question." Godric said softly "You are the only hope the wizarding world have… How to explain… Let's just say…. The last guide before me… was Salazar… And he chose a young wizard… A half-blood with a lot of potential… His name…. Tom Riddle."

Harry looked at him blankly "Is that name meant to mean something?" He asked

"Yes. Yes it is… He is the man that killed your parents." Godric said gently.

The silence following those words were deafening. Harry looked into the fire, he had always wished to know more about his parents. He wanted to know everything about them. Would he live to regret that? When in became clear Harry wasn't going to answer Godric continued. "Tom excelled in school. Was a charmer. However, due to Salazar being his guide, that and his warped view of muggles and muggle borns… Non magic and magic folk who come from non magic people. Caused him to go dark. So dark even today many fear to speak the name he had formed himself. Voldemort." He told him.

"He had a legion of followers who did his bidding… And so the war began between the forces of light and dark. Until… a few months before you were born, there was a prophecy made about a boy who could destroy the dark lord….I will tell you the whole version but for now I will outline the main aspects of it. He would be born at the end of July, and his parents would have already fought Voldemort and survived, the boy would be marked as Voldemorts equal, and that neither can live, while the other survives." He paused to let it sink in. "Do you understand why I chose you?" He said kindly.

Harry shook his head "That can't mean me. It can't." He whispered "No. No it's not true! It could mean anyone!" He protested. "It's… It's not me!" He begged "Please. It can't be… I'm no one!"

Godric looked at him sadly "When the prophecy was made, you are correct, there was two boys that it could apply to. However, that changed. Voldemort chose you. He /marked/ you as his equal." Harry's hand shot up to his scar. "This? This is the mark?" He asked.

Godric shrugged "Yes…. That is one of them. However, if he had not killed your parents, you couldn't feel the need to avenge them. To stop him causing the pain you feel to countless others."

Harry sighed softly "So where is he now? And how on earth am I, an eleven year old boy who only just found out he was a wizard meant to defeat a dark powerful lord?" He asked with a trace of panic in his voice.

Godric smiled "That my boy, is why I am here. To train you. So when Voldemort returns. You can defeat him. When Voldemort killed your parents ten years ago. He attempted to kill you as well. However, it didn't work. He vanished that night and hasn't been seen since."

Harry slowly nodded along before interrupting "If no one has seen him, how do we know he will return?" He asked.

Godric sat back in his chair suddenly looking as old as he was. "Voldemort was obsessed with immortality, and thanks to my former friend…. Found a way, using the darkest magic to mankind, something that should never be done."

What is it?" Harry asked curiously. Wondering what force could be that forbidden.

Godric sighed "That my boy, is a topic for another day."

Harry looked down, taking in all of the information. He had no idea if it was true or just his over active imagination. He sighed softly and closed his eyes. This was crazy. This could not be true. Wizards and witches, it just seemed so impossible.

Harry finally opened his eyes, Godric was watching him patiently. If this was just a dream, what could be the harm of indulging in this fantasy? And if it's true, he has finally found the hope he desperately needed.

"What's the topic for today?" He asked softly

Godric smiled.