A/N: And here's the next chapter! I think many of you already know what Harry's answer is going to be. So, let's get to it!

Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter, Spyro the Dragon, or any other works referenced in this story. I only own my original ideas.

Chapter 7: The Prophecy

Harry stared at Headmaster Dumbledore, and considered his words. As much as he wanted to be angry at Dumbledore about what he'd done, he just couldn't. If he did, he'd have to blame himself for his actions in each of these events of his time at Hogwarts. His reaction involving the (apparently fake) Sorcerer's Stone. Him being foolish enough to write in Tom's Diary. How he also became swayed by the beliefs of other and thought Sirius betrayed his parents. As for the tournament… well, that was Crouch Junior's fault, really. There was only one answer he could truly give, looking at all the facts.

"I… I forgive you Headmaster," said Harry.

"Thank you Harry," said Albus, "now then, I have some important information I need to share with you. I had hoped not to need to tell the full details of this until you'd graduated, hoped you'd be allowed to enjoy your time as a student at Hogwarts in peace, but it seems fate has different plans".

Albus pulled out his Pensive, showing it to the dragons before him.

"This is an artifact known as a Pensive," said Albus, "It allows others to view the memories placed within it. I will use it to show you the night the Sybil Trelawney made her fateful prophecy. It is also charmed to detect false or altered memories".

"That sounds quite useful," said Infernus, "show us the memory".

"Of course, just allow me to draw up a table," said Albus.

He waved his wand at an empty area of the room, and a table appeared out of thin air. He then placed the Pensive upon the table. Next, he placed his wand against the temple, pulling it away trailing a silver strand. He placed it into the bowl, where it soon filled it with swirling fluid.

"Now, normally to use the Pensive, you submerge your face into the bowl," said Albus, "given your physical size, that won't work in this case. Luckily, this particular Pensive is also designed to project images".

Albus tapped his wand against a specific set of runes along the rim, and the fluid glowed brightly before an image appeared before them all. They saw a peculiarly dressed woman with oversized glasses. Harry recognized the face of Professor Trelawney.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives… the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies".

The image faded once more, and the dragons were left to consider these words.

"This does seem like a true prophecy," said Infernus, "What do you suspect this 'power the Dark Lord knows not' is?"

"For some time, I believed it might be that powerful force known as Love, something Voldemort experienced very little of. And, while it still may play into things as a whole, it no longer believe that it is Love alone which is the key," said Albus, "seeing Harry now... well, almost all the doors between our worlds have been closed for centuries, millennia in some cases. I certainly believe Voldemort would not know of the power of those who reside in this and other worlds".

"And the power a Purple Dragon can learn to wield is great indeed," said Infernus, "You wish for Harry to return to the human world, don't you?"

"I do, when he is ready," said Albus, "how long to you believe his training among you might take?"

"It shouldn't take terribly long," said Infernus, "Harry's already show a decent grasp of the element of Fire, and so long as he promises to keep up his practice, he should be ready to return to the human world before the end of the month".

"Excellent!" said Albus, "I should return to Hogwarts before I'm missed. Actually, I have an idea. Would you be amenable to be reopening one of the ancient portals? In particular, the one located in the Forbidden Forest near Hogwarts".

"That would be acceptable," said Infernus, "It would also allow young Harry here and easier was to came and go as needed".

"Very well," replied Dumbledore, "I must be on my way then, before I'm missed".

"Wait!" said Harry, "before you go, I have one more question: what did the Guardians mean when the called you a 'Portal Master'?"

Dumbledore smiled kindly, glad that Harry truly was willing to give him another chance.

"I am certain you can find information about this in the archives here at the temple," said Albus, "but the title, at least in our world, goes back several millennia, back when shamanistic practices were more common. A great evil rose throughout the Realms, and the greatest warriors of that time were captured and banished through space and time, across the infinite void of Convexity. They arrived in the human world, transfigured to stone and shrunken to the size of small figurines. While they could not move in this state, their spirits could still reach out to those ancient mages that found them. These mages were able to create ritual circles to send these warriors back to where the belonged, free them of the spell they were under, and aid them in defeating this evil. In recognition for their aid, the warriors taught the mages how to create more permanent gateways between worlds. These mages became the first Portal Masters. This legacy has been passed down among my family for generations".

"Yes, I believe that was the era of Ilren, the 19th Purple Dragon. I believe it is also known as the Age of Skylands, when we discovered a sub-plane composed entirely of floating islands. As Albus mentioned, I'm certain you could learn more if you pursue the archives".

"Thank you again for your time, noble Guardians," said Albus, "And Harry, I expect you to keep up with your studies. Consider it summer homework".

With that, Dumbledore stepped out of the Temple, the five dragons in tow. He stepped into the forest, and came to a secluded glade. In this place there stood a stone circle, worn by age but still in good shape. Dumbledore reached into his pocket, and pulled out a simple-looking iron key. He raised it into the empty space above the central dais, and turned the key. The glade was suddenly flooded with energy, and the portal swirled open, soon stabilizing.

"This is where I take my leave," said Albus, "oh, one more thing! Harry, Hedwig showed up at the school Owlery this morning. I'm certain she'll be glad to see you. If I learn anything else of interest, I'll send it with her".

With that, Albus stepped through the portal returning to the human world.

A/N: And there we go! As you can see I took a certain segment of the timeline and altered the events a bit, made it a bit more serious. Anyway next time, Harry continues his training in the Dragon Realms, and learns to fly. See you then!

Review Responses: (Black Fang) While that does seem like an interesting story idea, I'm not really the up to taking to story challenges.

(Ikki) Saw that Death Battle, and I agree with the outcome. Not much could stand up to being blasted with an attack that tears things apart on an atomic level.