Harry Potter and the Lost Prince of Atlantis
Disclaimer/Plot/Challenge Information/Author's Note: SEE FIRST CHAPTER
Dedication: I'd like to dedicate this story to my good friends and loyal fans: I'd also like to dedicate this story to Sweet Summer Sora for creating such an interestingly-sounding challenge: my recommended reads are Harry Potter and the Revival of Soul Magic by AlphaPheonix, Harry Potter: The Prince of Atlantis by Tylanoid, Child of the Forest and the Ocean by Please Read my stuff, Child of the Storm and Ghosts of the Past by Nimbus Llewelyn, Oceana and Atlantis by StormyFireDragon and Saviour of Magic by Colt01
Key Pairing: Eventual Harry/Daphne; Sirius/Persephone;
Other Pairings: To be determined
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"There…now I can't betray you even if I wanted to, my Prince."
"Why…why would you do that?" asked Harry, earning a small smile from William before he rose up, standing proudly before his young liege-lord as he answered him;
"Because I chose to…and because now, even if the rest of the world will call you evil, you'll know you have one ally whom is there for you…always!"
Chapter 4: A Tale of Two Families
After a small break to get some drinks and snacks for everyone, Sirius led Harry back into the lounge, though this time, they were joined by Persephone, who seemed content to wait near her young charge, while Will stayed closer-still, sitting on the arm of the chair where Harry sat, as though he wished to be ready to move at all times for anything that should happen.
Igniting the fireplace once more with a flick of his wand, Sirius cleared his throat before he looked to Harry as he explained, "Now you know more about your legacy, pup, there's only one more thing we need to talk about. The very thing we were talking about before your body went through its change: how your parents actually died…though it's not a tale I care to remember."
"It's okay," said Harry, easing into his seat so that he was comfortable enough while, looking into Sirius' grey eyes, he told him, "I…I'm ready."
"Take my hand, little one," advised Persephone suddenly, earning a surprised look from Harry as he looked to her; when he saw her holding her hand out to him, she smiled as she explained, "Unlike you, my little prince, I've had training in being able to tame the rage of my own emotions and those of people and creatures who find it hard to do the same. So, if I'm holding your hand, I can channel that power into you and keep your emotions in check until Sirius is done with his story."
"Good idea," agreed Will, taking a breath before he too looked to Harry as he added, "Don't worry, Harry; if Mum says she can do it, she can do it."
"If…if you're sure," agreed Harry, sliding his hand into Persephone's; as soon as he did so, however, he gasped when what could only be described as a rushing sound, like waves washing on the sands, filled his ears.
The next thing he knew, he was calmer than calm could be, which made it easy to focus his attention on Sirius as he explained, "Okay…now I know I'm ready, Sirius…what happened to them?"
Giving his wife a thankful smile, as well as being fully-aware of how what he was about to reveal might affect his youngling, Sirius cleared his throat as he told his tale. "Well, like I said before, your Mum and Dad were my best friends and as close to me as if they were my own family; we all met at Hogwarts, which was a place we all considered home too, and we grew up thick as thieves. James was a real joker in the pack, using his creativity and his slyness to become the leader of our little gang, which was known as the Marauders: we played pranks, made mischief and generally acted like the black sheep in the flock, challenging everything we could think of just to amuse ourselves."
"Thank Merlin you've grown up since then," drawled Persephone, looking once to Harry, who was smiling, but also looked awed by what he was hearing, before she told him, "As some particularly cheeky monkey friends of your cousin's will tell you, Harry, there's nothing wrong with having a little fun, but the one thing you should never do is do it to cause long-term damage to anyone. A little prank for revenge or to send a message is all well and good, but there's a fine line between having a laugh and being a bully."
As Harry nodded, Will looked to his Father while he asked, "Professor Snape was one you…bullied, wasn't he, Dad? That's why he's such a little…"
"William," remarked Persephone, earning a low snigger from Harry while Will cleared his throat.
"A not-very-nice guy to me," finished the blonde, earning a scoff from Sirius.
"Severus Snape is a coward, a liar and a snivelling wretch who'd sell his own Mother if it benefitted him," insisted Sirius, a note of dislike in his voice while his eyes hardened in their sockets as he explained, "I admit, the only real reason we continued making him our target was because he kept getting between Lily and James…do you know, at one point, he actually claimed he was in love with her?"
"Was he?" asked Harry, cocking his head to one side while he looked to his godfather.
"No," said Sirius, crouching down in front of the fireplace, his hands linked together as he added, "Or if he was, it wasn't reciprocated…given back by Lily; in fact, she told me, James and Remus on more than one occasion that Snape was more like her brother than someone she could feel like she loved him as anything more. But he just wouldn't listen and then, as if that wasn't bad enough, he'd have his abnormally-large nose up the teachers' behinds that he'd rat us out just for loitering in the courtyards."
"So what happened?"
"Well, even though it was something that nearly cost me my friendship with your Dad, I taught Snivellus a lesson," explained Sirius, though when Harry snorted in amusement, the Black Lord laughed as he added, "Yeah, that's what we used to call him because he was such a snivelling little git…which is important to remember for what I'm about to tell you about how Lily and James died, but I digress…"
As Harry adjusted himself in his seat, he didn't know why, exactly, but he suddenly felt an icy lump form in the pit of his belly with Sirius' last words, but he tried to ignore it as he listened to his godfather continue his story. "As I was saying, I taught him a lesson and dropped a hint on how to discover one of our more…unscrupulous adventures; as a result, the slimy prat found himself staring down the jaws of a full-grown werewolf on the night of the full moon. Unfortunately…or maybe I should say fortunately, because Remus hates what his furry side does to him and can make him do, but anyway, fortunately, Lily found out what I'd done…actually, she made me tell her by threatening a very special part of me…"
"Dad, we don't need to know," groaned Will, earning a soft laugh from Harry as he listened to Sirius' story.
"And she told James, who rushed out and, for no reason other than the fact Lily begged him to do so, he saved Snape's life: now, in the world of magic, such acts aren't something you can ignore, Harry. As with this case, it created a life-debt between James and Severus and, trust me, the slimy git wasn't even a bit grateful; he blamed it on your Dad and said we'd set him up just so he'd owe us. Not long after, in an act of personal vengeance and to blow off steam after our exams, James got a measure of revenge, using Snape as a practice dummy for his spell. He basically humiliated the guy and left him dangling, his dirty underwear there for all to see…which is where everything went sour."
"I don't want to admit it…" said Harry suddenly, clenching his hands into fists, which caused Persephone to wince as she felt his strength and the fury etched into his magic as he spoke again, "But Dad reminds me of Dudley, which makes you and the Marauders the same as his gang!"
Sirius visibly flinched before, realising what Harry was hinting at, he sighed deeply as he asked, "They bullied you, did they?"
"I was their Severus," said Harry, scoffing in amusement as he drawled, "They even had a name for the game: Harry Hunting!"
"Would you excuse me? I need…"
"Don't you dare go and deal with them, William Regulus Black!" exclaimed Persephone, earning a smug smile from Sirius at the way the boy's full name stopped him dead in his tracks, though Persephone wasn't done.
As she kept one hand on Harry, keeping him calm through everything he'd heard, she glared at her son as she told him, "I agree they don't deserve to just be let off after what they did to Harry, but if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times: I will not have you and your cohorts turning into James and your Dad, even if Fred and George do idolise the Marauders!"
"And they have the Map to prove it," added Will, earning a shocked look from Sirius before the older boy added, "I didn't tell them I was Padfoot's son, though; it's enough they think I'm just a creative person inspired by their genius…and besides, we only really target those who deserve it, like Flint who deserved the soaking I gave him after the Quidditch game…and you have no idea how many times I want to take the grease on Snape's hair and choke him with it after all the things he says about you and Uncle James, Dad!"
"Well…just…do as your Mum says," said Sirius, a pained look crossing his face even as he said it before he added, "As long as he doesn't turn magic on you, Snape can moan and spit his dummy out all he wants. But when you and Harry go to Hogwarts, if he even dares try and use Lily or James against him, all bets are off…deal, Sephie?"
"Of course," agreed Persephone, leaning down as she kissed Harry's brow before she added, "His life belongs to you, little one, so you have carte blanche to do whatever you like with him, but I won't have my son getting into trouble…"
"Who says I get caught?" chuckled Will, earning a laugh from Harry before the older boy smiled broadly as he added, "Don't you worry, my little lord and cousin: if that grease stain tries anything, you just come and find me. I know a few tricks that even Uncle James would never have considered."
"I will," agreed Harry, running a hand through his own slick dark hair – the feel of which he still couldn't get used to – before he looked back to Sirius as he asked, "So…what does this professor have to do with Mum and Dad dying, Sirius?"
"Everything!" growled Sirius, looking once to Persephone, who nodded sadly, before the Black Lord went on. "After they left Hogwarts, Lily and James gave it a year before they announced their engagement and then, the following summer, they had the wedding to end all weddings. That was the same day I first got to spend time with this Angel of the Atlantic…"
"Pass the bucket," groaned Will, though Harry just laughed while Sirius continued.
"…and I also had the honour and privilege of standing up with James as his best man: on that same day, after none other than Albus Dumbledore himself said the magic words, Lily turned to James, kissed him for all he was worth and that was when Persephone made her presence known."
Here, Harry looked to Persephone, who smiled before, stroking his hair between her fingers, she quickly continued the story for him, "I had risen from the Gates to Atlantis to deliver the King's gifts to his daughter on the day of her wedding. Of course, your Mum knew of her legacy because it had been revealed to her as a teenager, though the only ones who knew were your Dad and Sirius. So when I told her I had come from Atlantis, she welcomed me as though we were old friends. The after-ceremony party began and, while everyone was dancing and Sirius was making an ass of himself…"
"Hey, I dance like a swan, I'll have you know!" insisted Sirius, earning a laugh from Persephone as she glanced towards him.
"You were doing pretend ballet to a slow ballad and singing drunken songs with a Sonorous Charm on you," remarked the young lady, earning laughs from both Harry and Will when they heard this.
As Sirius blushed, mumbling about the unfairness of her judgment, Persephone looked back to Harry as she continued, "Anyway, while all that was going on, we went through to this little antechamber where I conjured a bowl of water and, from within it, I pulled out a small blue star. Within it was the blessing of the King: the magic of Atlantis, born of the power of the Seven Seas and infused with the gifts from Neptune, Poseidon and all other water spirits associated with the power behind the throne."
"Aren't Poseidon and Neptune the same?" asked Harry suddenly, earning a low laugh from Persephone as she shook her head.
"Depends on who you talk to; to Atlanteans, Neptune is the one, true Lord of the Seas and Poseidon, known to us as the Stormbringer, is the patron lord of the warriors born and blessed with the power of Atlantis. In any event, the star, known as the Fire of Neptune's Star, was given to your Mother and, as I passed it to her, I gave her the blessing."
Here, she lowered her hand so it was pressed against Harry's heart; as she did so, a lone tear rolled down her cheek as she went on, "I never forgot the words either: to you, Lily, Daughter of Perseus, I bless you with the Fire of Neptune's Star; with this, I vow your first child shall be the greatest warrior to walk two worlds since the Warlord of the Waters, Lord Poseidon himself. All who come before him shall be children compared to his grace and, for as long as the seas blanket the earth, in Neptune's name, I vow your child will know safety, security, power, love and glory…and one day, when he is ready, he shall be a King among Peasants, greater and more than all before."
This time, a lone tear rolled down Harry's cheek before Persephone, brushing it away, smiled softly as she told him, "After that, I gave it to Lily, who told me she would keep it for the day she knew she would be a Mum. The fact I had specified you would be male also intrigued her and James, but as thanks for this gift, they offered me their home since I could not return to Atlantis."
"They always did have the warmest of warm hearts," agreed Sirius.
"Or just a bad habit of picking up strays," argued Persephone, earning another laugh from Harry while Will scoffed as he listened, along with the young Prince, as his Mother continued her tale.
"Eighteen months after Lily and James' wedding, Sirius and I announced we would be parents and, when she heard, Lily actually offered me the Star's power I had bestowed onto her, but I would not hear of it. I did, however, ask her and James to be William's godparents, just as Sirius always vowed that, when the day came, he would be godfather to Lily and James' son and I would be godmother. When we got married, just before William was born, like James had done with Sirius, we also had him stand up with Sirius and I as this rogue's best man while Lily was my maid of honour and, for a celebration, we had it performed here, on Faulkner's Cove, where we could embrace the power of the sea."
"Two years after that," added Sirius, cutting off the rest of the story on their side while he explained, "After a lot of trying and near-misses, Lily and James finally dropped the bombshell that they were going to have a baby boy…you, kiddo. But that was only the beginning of their troubles and, as much as I regret it every day, it was also…it was also the first day counting down to the worst day of my life."
"The day they died," said Harry, earning a nod from Sirius before the young wizard asked, "Did this…Snape person have something to do with it?"
"Not only a huge, Leviathan-sized yes," explained Sirius, though as he looked into Harry's eyes, he bit his lip so hard, blood trickled down his chin as he said the next words, "But if it wasn't for that snivelling wretch of an arsehole…your parents would never have died!"
Here, Persephone flinched as she felt Harry's magic spike in ways she'd never thought he could achieve, even with the gifts she'd bestowed onto him at the request of the Royal Family.
Fortunately, her dampening power seemed to hold, though Harry was visibly shaking as he looked to Sirius, who seemed uneasy about what he was about to say, before the young wizard told him, "I…I'm okay…tell me, Sirius…I want to know."
As he said the last part, Harry smiled when he saw Will move closer to him, taking his hand just like Persephone was doing, though, this time, Harry didn't feel the strange rushing sensation he'd felt when Persephone did it, suggesting his faithful ally and cousin was simply there for moral support.
Sirius, meanwhile, swallowed harder than he'd probably swallowed down anything before as he cleared his throat before he said, "All right…so, like I said, Lily and James had you and, together with me, Sephie and Will, we were looking forwards to a long and very happy life together as friends and honorary as well as extended family. However, about a month after Lily gave birth to you, James contacted me and said they were going into hiding and needed someone they could trust to act as Secret Keeper…and he'd nominated me, both as his oldest friend and your godfather."
"Why did they go into hiding?" asked Harry, his voice trembling even as he said it while his gaze looked harder than ice and diamond.
Taking a deep breath, Sirius licked his lips to moisten them before he replied, "I didn't know it until later, courtesy of your Aunt Sephie there, but the reason they'd gone into hiding was because a dark and terrible wizard known only as the Dark Lord Voldemort was hunting them…and all because of a prophecy that said you would be born with the power to vanquish him."
"You're kidding," gasped Will, earning a shake of the head from his Father while, looking to his Mother, the older boy asked, "Wouldn't you know if such a prophecy even existed, Mum? You've often said how you're in tune with the divining power of water."
"And I am, which is what made revealing the truth to Sirius so much harder," answered Persephone, looking down at Harry as she told him, "You see, little one, this particular prophecy, given to Albus Dumbledore by a so-called Seer named Sybil Trelawney, is as false as you could hope to get. But, unfortunately, no-one else considered that possibility because of the circumstances surrounding her giving the prophecy to Dumbledore himself, who was the one that sent your parents into hiding when he learned this Lord Voldemort, real name Tom Marvolo Riddle, was after them."
"To get to me?" asked Harry, earning a nod from Persephone before, swallowing hard, Harry asked, "So…so it's also my fault that…"
"Don't even think that!" snapped Sirius suddenly, earning a gasp from Harry as he looked to his godfather, who had a truly thunderous look on his face as he addressed his young charge. "If I ever hear you say that again, or find out you've been thinking it, I swear I will tan your hide and wash your mouth out with the foulest-smelling soaps I can find, Harry James Potter! The only ones to blame for what happened are Snivellus, the fraud Trelawney and the one who later became a Secret Keeper because someone chose to whisper words of suspicion and doubt in James' ear: Peter Pettigrew, who was the one who sold your parents out to Voldemort and led to their deaths! It is not your fault and it never will be, do you hear me?"
As Harry nodded sheepishly, tears forming at the edges of his eyes at how he'd made his own godfather so angry that he threatened violence against him, he quickly looked up when Persephone's hand found his hair again, stroking it as she put her two Knuts in.
"The point," added Persephone, drawing her husband's attention to her as she went on in a calmer voice, "Is that, at the time she gave it, this woman had no idea how stupid she was in keeping up her charade just to get a decent job at Hogwarts, especially after being fired from her previous five employments for drinking on the job and being found out. At the same time, Albus didn't suspect that what happened the day he found out the prophecy might happen at all; you see, Harry, when Sybil gave it, she did so in such an open place that it was almost too easy for a certain man to overhear and deliver the news to his master…"
"Snape!" growled Will, earning a shocked look from Harry as he snarled, "That…that hypocrite: he claims I'm the bad seed when, all this time, he…"
"Yes, and worse, Lily and James never knew it," said Sirius, his voice now much calmer than before while his eyes burned with rage and pain as he indicated Persephone before he explained, "The only reason I found out was because of your Mum's help, Will."
"How'd you find out?" asked Harry suddenly, earning a curious look from William as he too wondered this.
Taking a soft breath, Persephone gently tousled her young prince's hairline before she told him, "Unlike Trelawney, and as Will said, Harry, I would know of the existence of true prophecies and which ones are falsehoods because I am a real, honest to goodness Seer…but I am also more than a Seer; I am an Oracle."
"A what?"
"Like a Seer," answered Sirius, indicating Persephone again as he continued, "Persephone can see into the future, but unlike them, she can also see so much more and, unless she is somehow directly involved, or someone she can aid with it, she also has the power to control her gift, allowing her to will her way into and out of the very fabric of time itself."
"What he means by that," continued Persephone, moving her arm so she was actually hugging Harry – a move even he was surprised to note he didn't shy away from despite how little he liked being touched when, in the past, it had always come with trouble – before she went on. "Is that I can see the future and the past: that's how I see the world, Harry. Every waking second, I can see what is, what was, what could be, what must not."
"And…one of the things you saw was Aunt Lily and Uncle James' deaths?" asked Will, earning a shiver from his young cousin while Persephone shook her head, clearing her throat as she looked down at him.
"Not until Sirius asked me personally what the cause for their deaths had been," explained Persephone, looking from her godchild to her husband as she went on, "Until then, like everyone else, he chose to believe there was a just reason for all things, but when Lily and James were betrayed, Sirius was so blinded by rage that he even chose to forsake his duties as godfather to hunt down the traitor, Peter Pettigrew, and bring him to justice. In the ensuing chaos, everyone thinks Sirius killed Peter, as well as a street full of non-magicals, and left nothing but Pettigrew's finger…but the truth of it is the rat lives, fingerless and terrified."
"As for me," said Sirius, tapping his head as he went on, "You could say that explosion he caused was the wake-up call I needed because I managed to get a-hold of myself long enough to get out of there and retreat here to Faulkner's Cove. Since both Lily and Persephone were children of Atlantis and I was her husband, the former governor, Hector Sparrow, gave me sanctuary and protected me under the laws of the land. When he died nearly three years ago, he left a statement in his will that named me as his successor, which gives me full diplomatic immunity, as well as any members of my family, hence why Will could go to Hogwarts two Septembers ago."
"Unfortunately," added Persephone, returning Harry's attention to her as she explained, "By the time the chaos died down and Sirius had the means to begin searching for the truth and the means to clear his name and return to his homeland, you were in deep cover and, even though I put every ounce of my power into it, even I could not see the path Pettigrew had taken."
"He protected himself from you?" asked Harry.
"Or someone protected him," suggested Sirius, a note of darkness in his voice as he added, "Someone who'd know an Oracle would be searching for him or kept him off the radar from others. I mean, everyone believes I murdered him and, although I'm the Governor of Faulkner's Cove and my House is protected by Diplomatic Immunity Laws from the International Confederacy of Wizards, there are those who'd sooner see me trapped, killed or in Azkaban Prison."
"Which, of course, would be seen as a breach of international law of the highest degree," added Persephone, looking to Harry as she told him, "In such a case, the rule of this island would pass to Sirius' next of kin or, if such a being lived here…"
"The heir or lord of Atlantis," finished Will, earning a nod from Persephone before, to Harry's slight amusement, Will snorted in amusement as he asked, "You're sure we can't make them take such a stupid move, Mum? Put their greatness up against the might of Atlantis and its Prince?"
"Not…yet," answered Persephone, earning a smile from Harry as she told him, "First, you need to lay the foundations of your so-called return to the magical world, little prince. And that means going to Hogwarts in September and gaining friends, allies and followers whom would be all too willing to swear allegiances to the throne. This is the element of greatness I foresaw in you when I presented your Mother and Father with the Fire that burns in you even now."
"A greatness the snake-faced ba…ad man wanted to snuff out," explained Sirius, looking to Harry as he went on, "Thanks to Wormtail, as we called him, and the betrayal, he found his way to your parents' home and killed them. But, for reasons nobody except a very small number of people know about, when he turned his wand on you, something happened that destroyed him…or so they say."
A shiver ran through Harry as he heard this, though Sirius wasn't done, "As for Voldemort, some say he died…but there are those who don't believe it; as for you, we now know you were carted off to the Dursleys, likely on Dumbledore's orders as I remember Hagrid saying he'd come for you on the old man's instructions. Still, I can't believe he'd send you to her…let alone bind your power like he did."
"At least he's safe now," added Persephone, earning a smile and a nod of agreement from Will.
As Harry nodded slowly, even though he didn't wholly understand the whole thing, Persephone ran a hand through his dark hair once more before she told him, "And, now you know all you need to know to take control of your fate, I will only fuel my son's loyalties to you…with a gift."
"What gift?" asked Harry.
Moving from her spot next to him, which also caused Harry to shiver as he felt the rushes of power return to him, suggesting that the power of Persephone's dampening field had dissipated, the older witch bowed her head once as she explained, "I don't enjoy using my power for nothing, Harry; too much knowledge of the future can be a dangerous thing for anyone to know about and, when those who would seek to change their fates try to do so, they can often be driven mad with the knowledge."
As Harry swallowed hard, committing what she was saying to memory, Persephone drew herself to her full height as she added, "However, in the name of your Mother and what she was willing to sacrifice for you, because you may not remember it, but she did sacrifice herself for your sake, which is an ancient magic in it of itself. However, add in her Atlantean power and you have the means to invoke greater magic than mere mortals can hope to match."
A lone tear rolled down Harry's cheek as he heard this before he listened as Persephone continued, "In her name and memory, I will allow you one question, which I will use my power to answer. Also, when you decide what that question will be, you should know it cannot be unasked and nobody, certainly not you or I, will forget what I say…do you understand?"
"I…I think so," said Harry.
Smiling fondly, Persephone gestured to him, spreading her arms wide as she did so, before she told him, "Then ask."
Closing his eyes for a few minutes, Harry took several long, deep breaths before, frowning in confusion and pained sorrow, he licked his lips nervously before, opening his eyes, he said, "Okay…I…I know what I want to ask."
"Be sure," Persephone insisted, her eyes flashing with magical fury as she told him, "Once asked…"
"I know," said Harry, looking to Will before, smiling thinly, he added, "But you promised to help me be the best I can be, right, Will?"
"Yep."
"And…" added Harry, returning his attention to Persephone and Sirius as he asked, "Are you two going to help me do that too?"
"If we can," answered Sirius, kneeling down so he could look into Harry's eyes while he told him, "I failed to remember my true duty once before and spent years in exile for it. But I never forgot how stupidly and simply I'd handed over the keys to the castle to that traitorous rat…or the fact that the whole thing was for nothing more than hearsay and lies. And I definitely never forgot my duty to do what I could for my boys, both you and William. So yes, pup; if I can, I will move mountains and bend the heavens to help you become the great Prince of the Seas that my wife says you will."
"Then I know what I must ask," said Harry, drawing himself up to his full height before, lifting a hand to his lightning-bolt scar, he gulped hard as he asked his question.
"Is Voldemort really dead?"
For a moment, silence filled the room, though as Persephone heard the question, she bowed her head before, to Harry's awe, her eyes shone a pure, magical shade of mercurial-silver, which filled her face like pure light. At the same time, what could only be described as a raw wave of magic filled the room, making the fire in the fireplace dim while, to Harry, it felt like the whole room had gone deathly-still and perfectly-silent.
You couldn't have even heard a pin drop in the silence.
For a long time, Persephone's expression remained calm, though as he looked to her, Harry frowned when he saw his godmother's eyes widen before her jaw went slack. At the same time, a chilling wind blew through the room, much colder than any Harry had felt before while, nearby, he also saw Will looking on in curiosity and alertness at his Mother's changing expression.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Persephone's eyes returned to their normal colouring, though she still looked uneasy.
"Well?" asked Sirius.
Keeping her eyes on Harry, Persephone sniffed sadly before she answered, "I'm so sorry, my prince…but his evil deformity endures…"
Will closed his eyes as he heard this; Sirius clenched his hands into fists, but Harry kept his eyes on Persephone as she spoke again;
"However, if you can master the power of the Seven Seas inside of you, I have foreseen that he will not escape death a second time!"
Chapter 4 and, wow, when Harry gets to know everything, he really gets to know everything, but now he knows all – the good and the bad – can he work with his extended family to master the powers blessed unto him as the Prince of Atlantis?
Also, curious thought: did Persephone tell Harry everything she saw and, if not…why?
Keep Reading to Find Out
Next Chapter: Harry starts to explore what he can do, though not before he checks in with an old friend; also, Will gives our hero a crash course in what he can do, which opens the gates for some fun between family members and a surprising discovery for Harry;
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