Chapter 1 - The Power behind Magic

"The sole advantage of power is that you can do more good." - Baltasar Garcian

Hope held out the splintered end of the leg to them, and Harry took hold of it with James, Lily and Arthur.

Harry stumbled as she landed in the office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"It's Halloween feast right now, so we can wait around for Albus to come in, " Hope sat down in one of the chairs.

Baby Harry started whining, "You should go to Poppy, Lily make sure that both of you are alright." Arthur looked genuinely concerned.

Lily merely nodded, looked at Harry and sped off to find the nurse. Harry sighed and dropped into a chair and let her eyelids fall down and the darkness of sleep overcome her mind.

Once Harry opened her eyes again, she found herself in what seemed to be one of the dorms in Hogwarts.

"Ah...you are awake, " Dumbledore stared over his glasses at Harry, "Poppy checked over you and deemed you healthy enough to be clear of her wing. I decided that it would be best of you to stay in the Griffindor boy's room. Sixth year of course. The boys are currently rather occupied with their Slytherin year mates in the trophy room."

"What happened?" Harry stretched as she asked.

"What happed to Voldemort after you drove him away? or what happened after you fell asleep?" Dumbledore looked amused again.

"Both would be nice." Harry smiled as she sat down again.

"I have absolutely no idea what happened to Voldemort, Severus has said that Tom has been locked up in his private quarters since the attack last night." Dumbledore looked concerned, "James has started to talk about you, and much to Lily's displeasure, James does not seem to be taken by your actions. In short, he believes that you are a Death Eater."

"I don't really mind, James did have the tendency to quick conclusions. I won't be staying long anyways, knowing Arthur." Harry wrapped the robe around her as she got up, "I believe that he is waiting for me."

"Yes, he wants to talk to you and send you on your way, " Dumbledore followed Harry out the door, "But I do not know what path he has set for you."

Harry sighed, "Nether do I, unfortunately."

Arthur was standing in the lobby of the Entrance Hall, "You certainly took your time."

"You know that I was tired, if you wanted to be quick, you could actually keep me up on a Pepper Up potion, " Harry scowled.

"Is this goodbye?" Dumbledore looked at Harry inquiringly.

"Maybe, I don't know. We must see what the future holds." Arthur smiled at Dumbledore and raised a hand to shake with the Headmaster, "To good times, Albus."

"Yes, Arthur, to good times that may come." Harry thought that she saw a flash of defeat in the Headmasters twinkling eyes.

"Come Harry, we must go." Arthur walked out into the bright sunlight of November as the snow started to fall on the ground.

Once outside, Harry asked the question that was burning her form the inside since they arrived here, "What are we doing here?"

Arthur walked on into the Forest, "That is what I must tell you Harry. But first we need a good story-telling spot."

Arthur fell into the log laying beside the lake and sighed as he stared in to the blue depths, "It's been a long time since I saw the walls of this castle."

"Hogwarts existed?" Harry knew Hogwarts was old, but not exactly how much.

"Of course. Griffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw all started the school during the turn of the first millennium."

Harry stared at Arthur, "And you are how old?"

"About six hundred; both I and Merlin knew of this place in the Scottish Highlands. After all, I came here to learn the other forms of magic that Merlin couldn't teach me." Arthur smiled at Harry's face, "You think that Merlin knows everything, don't you? Merlin is after all only human. Excalibur gave me the knowledge of Potions and Arrhythmic, but the sword never taught me the way of using them in real life. My head was at the time swarming with information, the ingredients and the way to make the potion, but I needed the basic training on how to implement which potion during which time. Same would be able to say about Arithmacy. I had knowledge, but I need to know when to use the knowledge."

Arthur smiled at Harry, "Now onto why you are here. Your emotional outburst caused your magic to respond. Your magic used itself to deliver the knowledge to you, and without being allowed the time to think about your actions, you relied on instinct, not intelligence to defeat Riddle." Arthur looked into Harry's eyes, "Riddle will not have mercy on you, and therefore you must not have mercy on him. He chose his path, and you chose yours. You must think and act in such that you will destroy him." Arthur's stare iced over, "No matter what the cost to others. Riddle is too dangerous to be left alive."

"But why?"

"Riddle is now a daemon, the pure form of the devil. I do not know what the Black Sword is, but it tried to kill me, and it will try to kill you."

"But why me?"

"Riddle sees you as a threat; in essence he is afraid of you."

"Afraid of me? Why?"

"He has only tasted what the both of you can become, and he truly fears it."

None of it made sense to Harry, and Arthur seemed to know that.

"Harry just try to understand that what ever Riddle says, he will have other intentions beneath his actions." Arthur got up, "Couple of last things, firstly, you will be able to do things that you know that you did not have the intimate knowledge of. Before your magic stepped in, you would have to find out from your mind what knowledge that Excalibur would have given you and go through it. It would have been very hard, but you would be able to think before you act. Now, you will do things by instinct, you mind registering the facts after. Secondly, as you may have already guessed, the timeline of events are different here, but we have not changed time. We are in a different world, and for a reason which I hope you will find out."

"You can't even give me a hint?"

"You will return after you find three people. Think of it as a test. Lastly, I will send you to the right time, since we are in the past. Or even you could do that." Arthur looked at Harry, "We will meet later on."

Harry looked around as Arthur shimmered away, "Well here goes nothing."

Author Note:

Thanks a lot for those reviews, and Kalison Artor: this is the second part the first part should be read to understand a bit more 'Harry Potter and the Heir of Excalibur'. And for all that have read the first part, here is my essay and thoughts on how it came to be and how the trilogy is starting to shape up in the future: (it seems that dosen't like links of any kind, so the essay is gonna be at my group...). I would like to thank all of you that reviewed, and the essay might be able to give some insight into the ideas of my story and also give some explanations to why events happened the way they did. AND READ MY AUTHOR PAGE. A simple yes to no to the question will suffice, I'll check back in about two weeks when I write the next chapter.