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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'Thoughts'
'Mental Speech'
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Review Answers:
WhiteElfElder: Interesting theory, my friend;
Bob19h: You're not annoying me at all; I do like the idea with the trident, but I have my own little idea;
ALSO: As you can see, I have now decided what the EVENTUAL pairing will be: however, as the challenge says, the actual 'start' of the pairing won't come around until fourth year, so, in the meantime…well, just keep reading to find out I do with the two in question;
"Does that mean my trident might fade away one day?"
"Who knows?" asked Persephone, shrugging ruefully before she smiled as she explained, "But I have a friend who is quite the expert with trident duelling, so he'll make an ideal sparring partner and mentor for you. And then, during your lessons, you'll probably see what I mean when I tell you there is a difference and, knowing you, you'll probably see it straightaway."
Harry didn't know what to say to that, but he did feel a semblance of pride at what he'd done.
Chapter 7: Happy Birthday Harry
Harry had always hated his birthday with a vengeance.
For one thing, his relatives had always used the date as a reason to increase his workload, expect a lot more of him and, once or twice, find a way to hurt, abuse or generally upset him worse than they usually did.
For another, on the off-chance they actually realised what the day meant, Harry's only gift – and he used the term very lightly – was a pair of his Uncle's disgusting, oversized socks. He'd never really had a real present or a reason to like knowing what day he was born on and, for the longest time, he didn't think he would have a reason.
Then he found out he was half-Atlantean and everything changed.
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The first sign Harry knew what the date was when he woke that morning was the fact that he was woken by a thick-furred, shaggy, black-haired missile that pounced on him, startling Harry as he felt himself being licked awake and nuzzled by a barking, panting, overly-happy figure.
This lasted for all of thirty seconds before, as he found himself in full waking mode, Harry summoned the slobber on his face and sent it flying through the air, along with his would-be attacker, who yowled in shock before a soft thud filled Harry's ears. Scrabbling for his glasses, the young prince gasped when he saw a familiar male figure lying at the end of his bed, face down and groaning in pain.
"Sirius!" gasped Harry, rubbing the last of the sleep from his eyes before he looked to his godfather as he asked, "Are…are you all right? I'm sorry; I didn't mean to do it…you surprised me and…"
"It's all right, Harry," said Persephone, earning a shocked look from Harry when he saw her walk into his bedroom, a smug-looking Will next to her.
However, the reason for Harry's shock was because of how, there, in her hands, Persephone was carrying a small stack of wrapped gifts, which she set down on Harry's bed. As for Will, he set down a tray of breakfast in front of his young friend, before tousling his hair fondly, earning a small blush from Harry even as he looked back to Sirius.
"Are…are you sure you're all right?" asked Harry, earning another groan from Sirius as he stood up, shaking his head like a dog.
"Let's just say I won't be doing that again in a hurry," drawled Sirius, earning a laugh from Harry and Will while Persephone shook her head.
"That's what you get for indulging the big kid in you, Sirius Black," explained Persephone, earning a shrug from Sirius.
"I can't help it if I finally got a chance to be happy and help my pup enjoy his big day," argued Sirius, sinking down onto the end of Harry's bed before he added, "Anyway, nice work with that water, though next time, let me make sure I've freshened my breath before getting hit by my own spit, okay, kiddo?"
Again, laughter filled the bedroom before, as Harry tucked into his breakfast, he looked to Persephone, indicating the gifts at the same time as he asked, "Are…are they for me?"
"Yes," answered Persephone, stroking Harry's dark hair between her fingers before she added, "I know you're not used to it, Harry, but now you're here with us, Sirius and I are going to do everything we can to make you feel like a normal kid. And if that means spoiling you on your big day, that's what we're going to do…which reminds me, Sirius: shouldn't you give him his first present?"
"Very subtle, Sephie," drawled Sirius, though Persephone just shrugged while Sirius reached over and, plucking what looked like a large envelope from the top of the pile, he handed it to Harry, "Here, open it."
Setting his plate aside for a moment, Harry peeled open the envelope; when he did so, he found two official-looking pieces of parchment inside. As he pulled them out, his eyes scanned over the contents; there was a lot he didn't understand, but what he managed to read, he could understand and, when he did, his eyes widened when he read those parts.
Looking from the parchments to his godfather, Harry gulped as he asked, "Is…is this…real?"
"Yup," answered Sirius, taking the parchments from Harry while he explained, "Just because they like to think I'm a mass murderer, a traitor and someone who deserves to be locked up, it doesn't mean I don't have some friends over there. And one of them, a very good friend of mine named Amelia, recently contacted me saying she'd heard rumours you'd been seen over here. So we talked and, by the end, and a little paperwork on my part, I not only claimed authority and guardianship over you as your godfather, but also, as Governor of Faulkner's Cove, I gave you protection and sanctuary status, which basically meant the British Ministry couldn't touch you here."
As Harry gasped in surprise, he licked his lips nervously before he asked, "You…you didn't have to tell her I…I'm an Atlantean, did you?"
"Nope," answered Sirius, returning the parchments to the envelope while he explained, "I just had to make it legal with my seal and the recognition of a high-ranking authority figure…such as the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement…that's Amelia, by the way."
"Good for her," said Persephone, a faint smile crossing her face before she asked, "What did she say about where Harry had been staying before the rumours started from over here?"
"Funny thing…she didn't say anything about them," explained Sirius, his eyes darkening as he went on. "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear she didn't even know he was staying with magic-hating Muggles in the first place. Anyway, it's a moot point now because, not only did I take you under my protection as Governor, but, as the second parchment said there, I also used my pull as your godfather…and an agreement from both Will and Persephone, to adopt you as my son."
Harry's eyes widened again as he heard this, though when he looked to Will, he saw the blonde blush before he smiled apologetically, "Sorry I had to keep this from you, Harry: Dad wanted it all made official by the time your big day came around…but look at it this way; now we're more than distant cousins. We're brothers…and, as your big brother, I still want you to know I will keep the promise I made to you."
"Thanks Will," said Harry, a blush of his own rising up his cheeks as he added, "I…I always wondered what it'd be like to have a brother…thank you for this, Sirius. I know Mum and Dad would like this too."
"Hear, hear," agreed Persephone, though as she said it, she looked to her newly-adopted child as she added, "That reminds me: don't feel pressured to think of us as your parents, Harry. Even with my Atlantean blood and Sirius' close brotherhood with James, we could never hope to replace Lily or James in your heart. So if you want us to remain as we are now, we'll understand, so…"
Suddenly, Sirius laughed while Persephone was cut off when Harry made a dash from his bed, embracing her warmly while even Will laughed when he heard Harry reply, "I…I'd love you and Sirius to be my Mum and Dad if you'll let me, Aunt Seph…"
"Harry…"
Pulling back with a slight blush on his cheeks, Harry gulped as he explained, "I…I know nobody can replace them and…and I wouldn't want them to do so much as try, but…but all my life, all I wanted was a family who could love me and see me for…for me. And you, Sirius and Will have done that more than anyone else in my life, especially the Dursleys…so…so please…can I?"
"Of course you can…son," explained Sirius, tousling his boy's hair fondly as he added, "I know for a fact that James wouldn't even care that you call me Dad if I'd wound up doing the right thing much sooner and raised you as he would have expected me to do. So if you'd like to call me and Seph your new Mum and Dad, that's your choice and your right…now, onto the next gifts."
With tears of delight and warmth that was much stronger than any other feeling he'd ever experienced in his life, Harry looked to the next gift, which was also from Sirius, Persephone and Will.
Opening the gift carefully, Harry found a whole new set of clothes in shades of deepest blue, grey, green and even red and black – all of which were Harry's favourite colours – though each one was also softer than any clothes he'd worn before and fit him perfectly. There was also a pair of brand new trainers and even a new coat in darkest midnight-blue, which made Harry look as proud and strong as he felt inside and out.
After the clothes, the other gifts were just as surprising, yet also as welcoming: Harry was actually surprised to receive a gift from Newt, which was a special edition of his book, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, which, when he looked, Harry was stunned to find included information on a wide range of Atlantean creatures and denizens of the deep.
As well as the book, Harry found a card from his friend, with a small note written inside;
This book is one of a kind and will NOT be replicated for anyone else or for sale in any of the shops.
As the future King, I felt it only fair you know as much as you could find about your fellow deep-sea dwellers.
Enjoy and have a very happy birthday.
Newt
"Talk about a very special present," said Will when Harry finished reading out the note inside. "The book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them is one of the books you'd need for Hogwarts, but this…it's definitely going to come in handy for you, Harry."
"You just make sure you take very good care of it, young man," added Persephone, earning a nod from Harry.
As well as the book and card, Harry was also surprised to find a guide to caring for certain creatures from Newt among his gifts, complete with a set of gloves and a small kit of healing aids for magical creatures.
Setting this aside with his other gifts, Harry turned to the next present, which, again, was from Sirius and Persephone: inside, he was stunned to find something he'd only ever heard about from Will when they talked about Harry's future at Hogwarts.
A broomstick, but no ordinary broomstick.
"Great Neptune…a Nimbus 2000?" asked Will, earning a nod from Persephone before he asked, "I know you wanted to spoil him, Dad, but…"
"With all due respect, William, I've got ten years of birthdays and Christmas Presents to make up for," argued Sirius, looking from one son to the other as he explained, "And besides, if I know Harry and the Hogwarts reputation and thirst for it, he'll probably wind up being invited onto his House's Quidditch team because people would expect to be as good as, if not better than James was…so, it pays to be prepared."
"And before you say anything else that might sound petty or jealous," added Persephone, reaching under one of the last gifts she'd carried in before handing a parcel to Will, who gasped as she added, "You might want to open this…call it a reward for all you've done to help Harry learn to control his powers."
Seconds later, Harry smiled when he saw Will reveal a second Nimbus 2000, though when Will blushed in shame, Harry cleared his throat as he said, "I…I'm sorry if you did feel jealous, Will; the last thing I'd want is for my family to feel like how watching the Dursleys spoil Dudley each and every day of my life made me feel."
Will hugged his younger brother in response, earning a small laugh from Sirius as he remarked, "Definitely Lily's spirit there: and next time, William, think before you decide to let the green-eyed monster in."
"Now," added Persephone, handing Harry the last present as she explained, "This is the last one…and this one's really special, Harry, so be very careful with it."
Opening the gift, Harry's eyes widened when he found a large, sandy-coloured trunk inside, decorated with a wide array of sea creature images, tridents and what looked like coral reefs. On the lock in the middle of the trunk, the letters HJP could be seen, engraved into it in what looked like emerald-coloured stencils.
"Merlin's beard!" gasped Sirius, looking from the trunk to Persephone as he asked, "How long have you had this, Sephie? I thought it had been lost after that…that night."
"Not lost, just passed on for the next generation," explained Persephone, indicating Harry as she told him, "It only opens for you, Harry; Lily herself enchanted it to be sure and then sent it to me for safekeeping, just in case anything should happen to her. In there, she packed her journals about studying all her Atlantean and Up-World Magic, as well as a few little things she did for herself; she also had a small apartment installed if you need somewhere private to go and a second room, which was used for her personal effects, Potions and anything she wanted kept away from prying eyes. When she sent it to me, she also told me she'd changed the engraving because it was yours now and that I was to give it to you today, when you turned eleven."
Now, Harry had tears streaming from his eyes as he ran his hands over the finely-crafted detail and the images, mosaics and shapes on the trunk's exterior. As he traced his hand over one of the trident images, the head of which made up the lock on the trunk – all three prongs currently set together in a triangle-like shape – he swallowed hard before, biting his lower lip, he bowed his head respectfully.
"Harry?" asked Will.
"I…I'm all right," said Harry, using his power to banish his tears before, looking up at Persephone, he asked, "How…how do I open it?"
"Just push the trident into place," explained Persephone, though before Harry did so, she then held up a hand as she added, "Here, before you do, let me show you what I meant when I said only you could open it."
Reaching forwards, Persephone pushed against one of the prongs on the trident, but, to Harry's shock and Sirius' amusement, the prongs didn't even budge. As if seeking to prove her point, Persephone then tried using magic, as well as water, and even had Will and Sirius try before, finally, she sighed with defeat, though she was still smiling.
"See?" asked Persephone, indicating the trident lock as she explained, "Only you can open it; it's an enchantment that's quite complex and powerful, but as anyone at Hogwarts will tell you, Lily wasn't exactly a slacker when it came to her studies."
As Harry nodded with awe in his eyes, he pushed on one of the prongs; sure enough, the three spikes slid apart with an audible click, releasing the magic on the trunk and opening it, revealing a single trunk that was, currently, empty, much to Harry's bewilderment.
Seeing his bemusement, Persephone smiled before she explained, "To change the compartments and access each part, you have to push the prongs further out: once to unlock it, which reveals the normal interior you just saw there, twice for the apartment, and three times for the study and storage cache. And once you close the trunk, it automatically resets to the default look of a normal trunk's insides, so you're safe."
To say it was a princely gift was an understatement, but Harry kept it close regardless.
As the others smiled at his awestruck expression and the disbelief on his face, Persephone cleared her throat before she added, "Now, while we leave you to get dressed, we'll go and get ready."
"For what?" asked Harry.
In response, Sirius held up the last item they'd brought in: a smaller envelope with Harry's name written on it in emerald-green ink as well as a clasp shaped like a crest bearing the image of a lion, snake, badger and an eagle surrounding a letter H.
With a proud smile, Sirius chuckled before he answered Harry's question;
"For what I suspect is going to be the best day of your life so far."
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He wasn't wrong either.
After dressing in some of his new clothes and hoping he looked presentable for whatever they were going to do, Harry was shocked to discover they were going back to mainland Britain to visit a magical district known as Diagon Alley. When he asked why they'd have to go there when he'd learned and discovered that Faulkner's Cove had its own side-street similar to the Alley, Sirius filled in the blank, explaining that they needed to make everything official with the main branch of Gringotts and see to Harry's new school things, including a wand.
When they went to Diagon, however, Harry was in awe of the place and not just because it was hidden within the hustle and bustle of London, but also because of how different it was to the rest of the country. He was also thankful that his awakening into the Atlantean Prince he was had rid him of the meek appearance he'd once held, especially with how he feared people might react if they knew he was the hero, Harry Potter.
However, with his silky-soft golden-blonde hair, tanned physique and much brighter eye colour, nobody could have mistaken him for the Boy-Who-Lived, which Harry thought was a good thing. He wasn't going to Hogwarts to be a celebrity because he'd lost his parents to a madman like Lord Voldemort and anyone who looked at him for it was not someone he could consider a friend.
After visiting Gringotts and getting Harry keyed into the Black Family Vault, as well as visiting what Sirius called his trust vault and sorting out new arrangements for Harry's finances now Sirius was both his adoptive Father and guardian, the rest of the day was, without a doubt, as interesting as Sirius had predicted.
From purchasing brand-new Hogwarts robes that made Harry feel more like a real wizard to meeting an interesting new friend who took an instant shine to Harry – in the form of a beautiful snowy owl Harry later named Hedwig – the whole day was filled with surprises and fun.
In Flourish and Blotts, Sirius and Persephone let the boys browse for as long as they wanted and, at the end, after buying Harry's new first-year books – and Will's third-year books – they let them pick out three books of their own. In Will's case, he picked out a book on Beginner's Wards and Enchantments, as well as two books on Beginner and Intermediate-Level Duelling.
In Harry's case, however, he picked out a book on Curses and Counter-Curses, as well as a book on Healing Magic and, to Sirius' surprise – and slight discomfort – he also picked out a book on Potions and Potion-Making, the contents of which could be used for offensive purposes and to get a drop on your enemies when spells would seem too loud or obvious.
Finally, after visiting the Apothecary and several other stores in the Alley, Harry found the shop he'd been waiting for most of all.
Ollivander's.
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"Mum?"
As they approached the wandmaker's store, Harry thought he heard Sirius snigger knowingly before he was cut off when Persephone answered Will's sudden query.
"I know what you're going to say, William, and, as much as I'd willingly wait forever to see what sort of wand Harry acquires, I think this only needs one of us. So while Sirius goes in there with Harry, you and I will take one more look around…you can even go into Quality Quidditch Supplies if you want."
"Why me?" asked Sirius.
"Call it your punishment for waking him up so unnecessarily-crazily this morning," replied Persephone, earning a groan from Sirius while Harry chuckled as he walked into the shop.
As Sirius followed him, he groaned again as he leaned in before he muttered, "Word of advice, pup: never get married."
"I'm only eleven, Sirius," argued Harry, earning a snigger from Sirius.
"In some circles, you'd be called a late bloomer," insisted Sirius.
As Harry rolled his eyes, he looked up suddenly while his eyes narrowed in suspicion and bewilderment as he asked, "Are you going to stand there all day, sir?"
While Sirius both scoffed and looked surprised, it was nothing compared to the look of awe that crossed the face of a wizened gentleman who stepped out from the back of the shop. He had bright-silver-coloured hair and warm, illuminating silver eyes that made him look like a spirit of the ether; dressed in worn, but well-fitting clothes, the man gave off an air of power and eccentricity, the latter of which he showed when he smiled at the sight of Harry standing there.
"I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Your Highness," said the old man, earning a surprised look from Harry before the man, whom Harry guessed was Ollivander, chuckled as he said, "Yes, your dear Mother, Merlin rest her soul, had the exact same look on her face when I told her I knew her true identity. But do not be afraid, young Prince of Tides: my loyalty has always been to the Greater Magic and those who practice it…rest assured, your secrets are safe with me."
As Harry sighed with relief, he chuckled himself when the old man added, "And Governor Black, welcome back to the mainland: hazel and a scale from a Hungarian Horntail: ten-and-three-quarter inches. Skilful, yet stubborn with an excitable flair…quite like its owner, if memory recalls."
"I always hated that memory of yours, Garrick," grumbled Sirius, looking from the old man to his son before he added, "How did you know he was there, Harry? I can't remember the last time someone could sense Garrick being there before he made his dramatic entrance."
"I suspect our young Mr Potter sensed me through the water that flows through all man and being alike," explained Ollivander, his eyes looking into Harry's with a modicum of amusement and wonder as he went on. "Truly, you have a powerful air about you, little prince; one that will serve you well in both magical and maritime affairs…now, let's see…which is your wand arm?"
"Ambidextrous," replied Harry, earning a chuckle from Ollivander before he clapped his hands together.
"A challenge, is it? Good…I haven't had a challenge in an age…now, let's see…"
With that, he disappeared into the back, leaving Harry and Sirius alone for several long, agonising minutes before, to Sirius' bewilderment, the old man's voice could be heard muttering, "No…I don't think so…hmm…curious…worth a try…perhaps…only one way to find out."
With his last words, Ollivander returned to the front, his arms laden with boxes, which he set down on the counter in front of Harry and Sirius before, lifting one of them, he held out a long, thin wand to Harry as he explained, "I thought we might start with this, Mr Potter; a most-unusual concoction. Holly-and-phoenix-feather, eleven inches…nice and supple; go ahead, give it a…"
Before he could finish, however, he gasped, as did Harry when, as Harry wrapped his fingers around the hilt of said wand, the whole wand suddenly froze over, turning white and brittle before, to the shock of all three, it shattered into nothing more than fragments, leaving only a single, pale-coloured feather on the desk.
"Apparently not…most-extraordinary way of saying it, though," said Garrick, looking to the feather for only a moment before, taking a breath, he looked along the row he'd set down in front of Harry.
After only a moment, Garrick reached for the furthest wand on the left, picking it up as he added, "Perhaps…this one; also a rather unusual combo as this wand is made from two woods intertwined: Reed and Willow, the latter of which was in your Mother's wand, Mr Potter; the core itself is made from the feather of a thunderbird and also contains a shard of pure sapphire: eleven-and-three-quarter inches…proud, but willing to bond to the right master…if given the chance."
From within the box, Ollivander removed a dark, coffee-brown wand that had several small, but lighter-coloured rings around the wand; as Harry peered closer, his eyes widened when he also saw flecks of blue dotted across the wand and what looked like a silver-coloured ring at the head.
Taking the wand in hand, Harry's eyes widened suddenly when he felt a great surge of wind blow through his hair; at the same time, his emerald-green eyes flashed gold and silver, both of which were outlined by a ring of the palest, most-enchanting shade of blue. While this was going on, Sirius' eyes widened when he saw sparks dancing at the tips of his son's fingers while, around Harry's feet, a dark puddle of water seemed to form, its liquid state rippling beneath him for several minutes before, finally, dying down.
Holding the wand in his hand, Harry was unaware of his eyes returning to normal – though from then on, they had the same pale-blue ring around the outside of the iris – as he swallowed hard before he whispered, "This…this is the one…I felt it bond with me…"
"As we saw," agreed Ollivander, his eyes filled with a hint of awe and curiosity as he added, "Most-curious, though…appropriate, but…curious."
"What's curious?" asked Sirius, his eyes still as wide as saucers, though his heart was slowing its frenzied beats as he looked to the old man.
"That wand was actually a gift made by a wand crafter who originated from the Laurentian Realm," explained Ollivander, earning a curious look from Harry and Sirius that turned into looks of shock when the old man looked to Harry before he went on.
"I suspect you do not yet know this, young Prince, but the Laurentian Realm is the home, training grounds and central barracks of the Atlantic Royal Forces, the armies and warriors who guard, protect and enforce the laws of Atlantis itself. This wand, gifted to my predecessor nearly a hundred and fifty years ago, was a gift of faith between the then-commander-in-chief of the Atlantic Royal Forces and the Ollivander Family, who'd assisted them during an uprising that led to the victories of said commander, King Nereus Oceania, Father of Perseus, Grandfather of your Mother, Lily…in short, Mr Potter…"
"My family made this wand," said Harry, earning a nod from Ollivander before Harry laughed, his eyes still on his wand.
"That is curious…"
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When William and Persephone learned about Harry's wand, Persephone shared Harry's amusement at the fact that his great-grandfather had been the one to forge the wand he now held in his hand.
At the same time, she was impressed at what Sirius described when Harry had bonded to his wand's power while she, like Will, also looked in awe of the new look of Harry's eyes, which, when he saw them, made him shiver as he admitted something he hadn't really considered.
"I barely even recognise myself anymore."
"You're still you," argued Persephone, standing behind Harry in the main hallway of the Governor's Estate on Faulkner's Cove, the elder witch smiling as she placed a hand on Harry's shoulder while she told him, "You're just more the real you than the you that you were when you came here. And this is just the beginning, little one: if the truth of that wand is anything to go on, not to mention your skills with your powers as things stand, I know you will get better, stronger and become even more like the real you soon enough."
"I hope so," muttered Harry softly, his eyes filling with a warm glow as he stared at his reflection.
As he stood there, however, Harry's head snapped around when a knock suddenly came from the front door.
"Ah," said Persephone, heading for the door as she added, "Right on time: I hope you don't mind, Harry, but I asked that friend of mine to come and talk to you about trident training."
"Oh…okay," said Harry, narrowing his eyes as he watched Persephone open the door.
When she did so, she revealed a middle-aged gentleman whom was dressed in a suit of skin-hugging black clothes as well as a chestplate of some sort that seemed to be designed to protect him from blows. He also wore similar guards on his hands and arms, as well as his legs, while he had a head of short, black hair that was brushed back over his head.
As he stood there, however, his eyes – which were a dark shade of grey like the colour of storm clouds – widened when he saw Harry standing there, looking both confused and a little intimidated at the sight of the man.
"So…" muttered the man, his voice low in tone while he had an air of noble pride about him, "It's true…he has returned…"
"Did you doubt me?" asked Persephone, though before she could say anything more, she smiled, rolling her eyes in the process as the gentleman walked into the house and, stopping several inches from Harry, he dropped to one knee, bowing his head in homage to the boy.
"My Prince," said the man, his eyes lowered to Harry as he addressed him.
"It does my spirit good to be here before you: my name is Nuidis Vulko and it is going to be my supreme honour to train you in your gifts."
Chapter 7 and, yikes, talk about more shocks for our young hero: a wand made by his ancestor is now his and, from the looks of it, the wand has unlocked more of his true identity, but what has it done to him?
Also, can Harry master his gifts with the aid of his family as well as this new mentor, who seems to acknowledge him even before he takes the throne himself?
Keep Reading to Find Out
Next Chapter: Harry trains with Vulko and discovers what Persephone meant about the differences between his trident and the real deal; also, the summer continues and Harry continues to grow with it, but when a surprise visitor comes to Faulkner's Cove, our hero is left feeling anxious, if not a little uneasy about his impending start at Hogwarts;
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AN: Portrayal
Nuidis Vulko: Willem Dafoe
(Saw him in the Aquaman movie and knew he had to be the one to help Harry train himself to wield his trident and master his powers.)
