A/n I took the weekend off to spend with my significant other but here we are, back again. These chapters may bore some of you because I'll be mostly narrating over it because I don't think anyone wants to hear about all of his training. I'm also looking for a beta, requirements are the person must have written at least one Harry Potter fic. If anyone is interested give me a PM or leave a review. The job will consist of grammar, spelling, and plot help. Warning: this chapter may be shorter, but I'll do my best to reach 5k words to keep this story on track at 5k a chapter. Haha after writing this. I've decided that this will be a shorter filler chapter and next chapter Fleur will return. She's going to be back for a solid ten days, so I don't want to cram her in this chapter.

The days changed at a faster and faster rate, when all you had to do was train, study, and brew potions. Harry's routine stayed the same, he worked out at the gym after he woke up, then ate breakfast. After that he went to the library and studied for about four hours. After the four hours he would brew potions for an hour and a half and then eat lunch. Then he'd practice using the Ancient Language and magic. He was slowly growing, he could use water and fire, although he was cautioned against conjuring it from nothing as it took a lot more energy. After his magic practice he would meditate for his animagus transformation. All of this brought him close to 5:30. He'd eat dinner then practice flying with Konungr. It was a strenuous schedule, but he made sure to not over exert himself. His skin hadn't felt the sun, other than the windows which he found himself closing in a long time. His flying took place at night, for a extra precaution even though he was sure of the wards. Missy worried about him, she was always beckoning him to go outside or take a trip to the city, but he refused. His skills were growing, and he knew it, he became almost obsessed with his progress. With Konungr's help he had gotten through the spell books for first and second year in only two months, he hadn't been able to preform any of the magic. But the incarnations and wand movements were burned into his brain. October flew by as did November. His letters to Fleur stayed consistent, they wrote at least once a week, but usually two. Their conversations were mostly drivel but they both shared some of the stuff they were learning. Harry tried to downplay his studying, so she wouldn't beckon him outside. It worked, although he hoped her parents didn't say anything about how his front door hadn't opened since she left thirteen weeks ago. In November he had finished the spells a third year should know and was brewing potions at a 4th year level, practicing seven days a week for an hour and a half a day a day added up, and to add to it was his memory which was extraordinary. His training and Missy's diet had helped him bulk up some, five more pounds of muscle, he was still short, but nearly as short as he has been before. He was no longer a sack of bones either, he had filled out.

"soon, it is the 14th, she's going to be coming home on the 18th. Only four more days and I'll get to see her again." Harry thought to himself, his happiness rising within his stomach.

"she will be mad you haven't left the house little one. But I can feel your excitement for her return so I to am happy" Konungranswered within his head. Over the last thirteen weeks Konungr had grown. His growth had slowed however, at the rate he was going it he would be 100 feet long by now. Although he wasn't there yet he was getting there. He was now five months old, nearing his fire age. If you were standing under him his head was eight feet off the ground, his body was around five feet off the ground. His wingspan was massive, he had bulked considerably, his legs and chest were thick, spikes on his back could pierce metals, long and thick. His claws were sharp and dangerous, the forest feared him. He was mighty, and his research told him he was around the size of the Hungarian Horntail. The Codex said he'd never stop growing, he'd grown until he was gone. His beauty never diminished, his white scales shone in the light and sparkled. His eyes as piercing as ever.

"she'll forgive me though, considering we don't have a lot of time together. I need to get her a Christmas gift soon. I should get it myself, not Missy. What can I get her? Maybe some kind of jewelry? Or a charm book? I'm not really sure, I'll have to see. Maybe I can take a trip to Britain? I haven't been there in nearly six months… I know people won't leave me alone there, but it was where my parents lived. Plus, I'm going to have to get used to the attention. I'll have to live with it all my life." Harry thought to himself.

"and one day when I'm revealed to the world, even more so you'll be scrutinized." Konungr added,

"that is true my partner of life, to them, dragons are a mindless creature. They have reserves for them. Where they are chained, and their young are taken for profit." Harry thought angrily.

"I know Little One" Konungr said calmly. Harry's anger abated at his partners calming thoughts he sent through their link.

"get Fleur something that shows how much you missed her Little One, go with your heart and you will not be steered wrong." Konungr advised him. Harry smiled and nodded, knowing his partner was rarely wrong in his judgment.

Harry thought on the gift the next two days, which brought him closer to her. In two days she'd be returning. His excitement at seeing his friend grew, the letters had been nice. But they had never been comparable to seeing her bright blond hair, her honey, flawless skin, and the smile that brought him joy. Having a friend was an amazing feeling, one he didn't know well in his life. Konungr made him feel similar, but different. Konungr was like a parent and a son, but also an equal at the same time. It was a difficult relationship to describe. But one thing was sure, he'd never be alone as long as his bond with Konungr was in tact. Their bond, was unbreakable. His death would kill his dragon, and his dragon's death would drive him to insanity. They were two halves of the same whole.

"Konungr, I'm going to Britain today. To Diagon Ally to get Fleur a Christmas gift. The range of our bond has increased greatly but we won't be able to feel each other. I'll be back before dark, and I'll be with Missy so don't worry. Plus, if push comes to shove I have magic I can use, that I've gotten really good at." Harry assured his partner. Harry dressed warm, his winter peacoat which was grey, Missy had gotten it for him. A scarf that was a lighter grey and his grey gloves.

"I know, be safe Little One" Konungrordered him, but he did so lovingly. Harry agreed, and he went to Missy. She looked to him and she nodded, with a snap of her fingers he was being pulled, a familiar feeling. And suddenly he was standing in Diagon Ally. It was cold, but it was definitely warmer than France. The streets weren't nearly as packed as they had before, he had arrived around three a clock in the afternoon which meant most of the people were at work. Nonetheless wizards were scatter around the streets, he had decided that he'd see what kind of jewelry the wizarding world had to offer just the other day, so he had Missy take him to the jeweler is parents had used for multiple occasions. The shop was decorated in wine red and gold, with the windows being lined with thousands of galleons worth of jewels. Harry entered, the shop had maybe two or three older men browsing the shelves, Harry, having no clue what he wanted. Decided that'd he'd ask the shop keeper for advice.

He was a short man, probably in his late sixties, had haws was devoid of hair but his face bore a thick white beard. He wore nice, but not over the top clothes, red robes, lined with black. He had a smile that was welcoming. Harry approached the man and politely got his attention.

"um sir, I was wondering if you could help me pick out a gift for a friend?" Harry asked politely. The man turned to him and smiled.

"sure young man, now is this a guy friend or a lady friend?" The shopkeeper asked with a small chuckle.

"it's a lady friend sir" Harry said, heat perpetrating his cheeks.

"well young man, over here we have an assortment of things that the ladies enjoy. But might I recommend this" the man said raising the necklace. "It's a white gold compass, with diamonds between the points. It can be engraved if you would like. It's useful too, the wearer will be able to feel where the giver is at any point in time, barring wards." The shopkeeper explained.

"it is beautiful sir, for the engraving, can I get it to say "never alone"" Harry asked the man wide eyed.

"so you'll take it then?" The man confirmed.

"yes" Harry said with a smile. The man smiled back and sent it to the back to be engraved. It was done within ten minutes and Harry safely handed it over to Missy who would protect it. Harry could feel it, his stomach, rumbling for his attention. It was after all nearing dinner time. Harry decided he'd try a dinner at the Leaky Cauldron. The two made their way to the tavern and to the barkeep.

"'Ello my names Tom, table for one?" He asked. Tom as short, hunchbacked, and pale as he had seen. His teeth sorely needed a brush and his hair was all but gone. "Yes, for one" he confirmed, Missy had gone to fetch some supplies for the manor while they were in the country, usually she only cooked French styled food because it was all grown and butchered locally but she decided she'd grab some English cuisine while they were there. Also, to stock up on potion ingredients and things she used for the estate garden.

"name young sir?" Tom asked.

"Potter" Harry answered, although he immediately regretted it.

"Harry Potter!? In my bar! Oh I see it now the scar!" He said loudly. Immediately all of the diners turned to him and their eyes were glued to him. Tom insisted on a handshake which Harry regretfully granted. He sat at the table, awkwardly. Well aware of the eyes on him. He nervously ordered a roast sandwich and painstakingly waited for it to arrive.

"I should have left, I shouldn't have stayed, why'd I sit down?" Harry asked himself harshly. He did his best to control his breathing. He entered his mind and begun to calm himself. He collected his nerves and forced them out. His wits were torn from him when a sudden tap on his shoulder nearly sprung him from his seat. He looked down, a red headed little girl. Her eyes looked tear ridden when he looked back at her.

"could… could you… could you sign this" She stuttered while handing him a book. It was called The Heroics of Harry Potter and it had an illustration of a boy with a sword standing menacingly at a hydra. Harry almost laughed at the "portrayal" of himself. But out of the corner of his eye he could see a full figured, red headed woman speeding towards them.

"oh, I'm so sorry, I told her not to bother you mister Potter" the woman said while grabbing her daughter by the arm lightly.

"oh um… it's ok, I'll sign it if she wants" Harry said weakly. The young girl started to leak tears from her eyes as she handed him the book and a quill. Harry opened the front cover and signed his name to it. The young girl nearly fainted when he handed it back to her. Harry just awkwardly smiled and turned back towards the window.

"Thank you very much mister Potter. This has been my daughters dream since she could talk! I can't thank you enough!" The woman exclaimed.

"it was no problem, have a good dinner" Harry answered as politely as he could. She smiled at him and went back to their table. Harry just took a breath of relief that he was now alone. He would cast a spell, so nobody could see him, but if that was the case he wouldn't get his food either. Maybe the new chapter in The Codex would help him with more precious uses of magic. True names… true names were powerful. Fires true name Brisingr, it gave you power over fire it was fire. People had true names as well. Knowing someone's true name gave you total power over another. Their free will was no longer free, it was yours if you wanted it. It was a dangerous thing to know, and a great responsibility to wield.

Harry's food arrived, his sandwich looked delicious and his butterbeer made him parched. His food was delicious. He tried to finish as fast as he could, so he could get back to the estate and to Konungr. He missed his bond mate, they'd never been apart for more than a few hours. His mind felt empty without his partner. Soon he was calling for Missy and the two were on their way back to France.

The moment they hit the French soil Harry felt better, colder for sure, but his heart felt better being at home. The estate was his home, wherever Konungr was.

"Konungr, I'm back, everything went as planned. And I got a gift! I think it's perfect Konungr!" Harry said excitedly. Konungr laughed at his eagerness but looked in his mind and saw the gift.

"do you know why I chose you Little One?" Konungr asked lovingly.

"I'm not one hundred percent sure sir" Harry answered honesty.

"first off, I saw your potential Harry, to be a great wizard and a greater Rider. I saw that, I saw your thirst for knowledge and your ambition to prove yourself, as I was. I saw that you were all alone, and that you were looking for something you couldn't find out there. I saw that you needed me as much as I needed you. Most important I saw your heart, and you prove it to me everyday Little One, every day, when I hear you laugh, when I can feel your anguish at my races suffering. When I can feel the friendship and love you have for your friend and for me. It's your heart and your ability to feel for others that made me chose you, and it's for the same reason people will chose you, to be their leader, their teacher, and their friend." Konungrfinished emotionally. Harry had come outside and hugged Konungr lovingly around the neck from his back. Konungr hummed to himself in delight while Harry tried, and failed to hold back a tear from falling.

"I love you Konungr" Harry said wiping a tear from his face.

"I love you too Little One, more than you'll ever know." Konungr answered emotionally. Harry hugged him tighter and the two stayed in the embrace before Harry begun to let go.

The rest of the evening was spent in the clouds, flying. Taking the night off from worry.

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Harry awoke with one thought on his mind, she'd be here, tomorrow she'd be home for the holidays. It was an exciting and very needed reward, it was bitter sweet however. This would be the last time he saw her until June, which seemed to be a distant affair. Then again, the three months that had passed since she left had flown by. But all Harry knew was he couldn't wait for her to come back, he'd have someone, other than Konungr to spend holidays with. It wasn't that Konungr wasn't enough. Far from that, he wanted to give someone a gift for the first time in a holiday. He had asked Konungr what he wanted for Christmas and he was told he had all that he could possibly want.

In fear of the forest population becoming scarce, Harry had contacted the ranch and stocked the woods with all of Konungr's favorite animists to eat. Which was Harry's way of providing a feast for his companion. Konungr had thanked him and the two had flown over their woods, Harry had been practicing extending his consciousness towards other creatures and animals. He was interested in their simpler minds and motives. Konungr was more interested in how they tasted or what noise they made when they were afraid.

But Harry knew from The Codex that nature could teach him a lot about human suffering. It would teach him about people's motives and what drives living things to do the things they do. Harry spent the day working as hard as he could, knowing that while Fleur was home he wasn't going to get much of anything done.

He did take some time to plan a special surprise for Fleur. He invited her parents over for dinner and had Missy decorate the estate for her return. Only then did he realize that it was Christmas and he hadn't decorated anything. His house was beautiful as it always had him, but the holiday mood wasn't present. So, he decided that he would skip his four-hour study session and instead try to make his home looking welcoming and festive for when Fleur and her family arrived for a dinner. Missy showed him where the decorations were kept, and he made full use of them, red and green tassel filled the halls. Konungr dropped the lights into place, which saved him a boat load of time.

Missy was so excited that people would be over to share the holidays with. She loved Harry but defiantly thought that he needed more company in the large home that sometimes felt so empty. The cozy sitting rooms fire had never been lit, Harry had always wanted too but his schedule was always tight, so he decided they'd light it and really try to get the homey feel to the Estate. It took most the evening, but he had achieved his vision. The dining room was set for a grand dinner, cooked by an eager elf. The decorating had taken its toll and Harry was exhausted at his accomplishment. That night he fell to sleep, his mind racing at the thought of seeing his friend once again.

A/n there it is, I'm sorry for the short chapter but I really didn't want to cram Fleur into this chapter. Remember, I need a beta with writing experience and make sure to give me feedback. Thanks to all of those who left reviews thus far. They've been a great motivator.