I sat on the train heading to Hogwarts, with tonks leaning into me on the seat beside me. I glanced at her and she just looked so comfortable as she read her book. There was a knock on the door and we both looked up to see Neville standing in the door.

"Well if it isn't potter and one of his little whores…" he said. Tonks turned back to her book, and I looked out the window, knowing he couldn't do any real harm to me. "Look at me when I'm talking to you Potter!" he growled. We just kept ignoring him. I heard a swish of robes and turned, only to be shocked at what I saw. Standing there was Neville with his wand pointed at me, hand shaking. Standing to the side of him, in front of a huge crowd, was the boy from olivanders, with a beautiful silver sword held steady, point first, against Nevilles neck.

"You know, it is a very indecent thing to do to someone, pointing a weapon at them for no good reason." The boy said softly, danger evident in his voice. I was very impressed with how the weapon hadn't moved a millimetre.

"I had a good reason!" he exclaimed. "Potter has no right to ignore me!" he stated, voice shaking and sweating heavily. The prince pressed the sword slightly harder into Neville's neck, drawing a small amount of blood.

"Goading a fellow student is not a good idea. I suggest you leave before I have to lower myself to your standards by attacking a helpless pedestrian." The prince said, sword still not even shaking. Neville scowled.

"Do you know who I am?! When my father hears about this your parents will lose their job!" Neville spoke. The prince laughed, and I couldn't hold in my own chuckle while Nym had no such qualms and started howling with laughter. "Whats so funny?" Neville demanded.

"Neville, you have no idea who you are talking to, do you?" I asked.

"Of course I do! He's some up start 1st year. Obviously muggleborn." Neville said, with a scoff at the last word. I chuckled again.

"Actually Neville, may I present to you Prince David of the high elves." I told him, laughter lacing my voice. Nevilles jaw dropped, along with everyone else's. David stood up taller if that was possible, bringing him to a height of 5ft 6. his blonde hair swaying in an invisible wind. He suddenly looked much more regal somehow, and his royalty shone from every pore.

"P… P…"

"Prince, yes. So you see, your father could do nothing. If anything, the opposite could be said, and the Prince himself could get your father fired." I added.

"Now, if we are done discussing me and my parentage, are you going to leave, or must I continue this rather unsavoury threat?" David asked, putting still more pressure on the sword. Neville finally lowered his arm and put his wand away. The prince lowered his sword. "Good choice. Now if I may suggest that you all return to your compartments. Thank you." The prince said iin a tone that made no-one want to get on his wrong side.

As people started sliding away he took out a cloth and wiped off the speck of blood on the tip of his sword before sheathing it majestically. He turned to Nym and I. "Now, as much as I appreciate that it ended this conflict I am disappointed that everyone knows of who I am now. It is of no fault of your own, as you didn't know it was to be a secret, but I ask in future you consult the person who you are about to say something about." He said, nobly, before holding out his hand. "Prince David of Parastera, at your service. And you, my good sir and lady?" he asked. Nym stood quickly, bowing.

"I am Tonks your highness." I snorted at how she wouldn't even tell the young royal her first name. She shot me a look.

"And I'm Harry Potter. It is very nice to meet you." I replied, shaking his hand firmly. He grinned.

"Good! As fun as some peoples reactions to my status is, it is nice to have someone treat me normally." He told me. I gestured the seat across from me and he took a seat.

"Well, I've never been one to judge from position." I told him. Nym snorted. "Nym, what did I tell you about crude jokes?"

"Not until we're older, my little prince." She said, using her special name for me. The prince chuckled.

"Are you brother and sister?" he asked.

"Nah. We are to be married. Along with another 3 girls." Nym said. The Prince looked shocked.

"I thought polygamy was frowned upon in this nation?" he asked. I shrugged with a grin.

"It is. But we Potter's strive to be different. Besides, if I wasn't to marry them all the girls would have killed me!" I told him. Nym nodded smugly.

"I do not understand how a death threat could lead to marriage?" the prince queeried.

"It wouldn't. I was just joking. Nym, May, Marie and Ginny all love me very much, and I love them. When my mother insisted that for me to stay in the family I would need to be under a marriage contract, we didn't want to risk one being left out. So we decided I could have a hare…" Nym hit me in the arm before I could finish. "Polygamous marriage." I finished, changing the word quickly. The prince nodded.

"I see. It is not so frowned upon in the elven world. In fact, it is a well practiced tradition. I shall feel quite lonely in this world though." He told us.

"Why?" Nym asked.

"In my world I would start courting in my 12 year, 5 years before the ritual of youth which provides us with our immortality. Unfortunately, I was not aware that people here would be open to the idea of numerous wives, let alone anyone I may consider as a wife, and that will most likely remain the case." He told us.

"I'm sure there are a number of girls who would consider it." I told him. He smiled sadly, and I saw a crack in his noble and regal façade.

"I am sure there will be. But of those who would do it for love I foresee none." He replied simply. He quickly collected himself. "Anyway, what could you tell me of Hogwarts? My mother told me stories of her adventures in youth, but I am afraid it will have changed by now." He asked.

"Well, Nym here decided she would try tell me that to enter we must kiss professor McGonagall followed by professor Sinistra." I told him. I leant over as tonks went back to her books. "Really, all you have to do is put on a hat, but it sounds like a fun prank." I told him, sitting normaly with a wink and he chuckled. Nym looked up confused but I just smiled innocently at her. The trolley woman came and I got a fair few chocolate frogs and pumpkin pastries and the like, setting them in the middle. As I was doing so the prince was making sure there was nothing consisting of meat in them.

"I don't suppose you know how natural the ingredients are?" he asked me. I shook my head. "Pity." He replied, taking out 3 small slices of bread. He ripped off a corner and held some out to me, and then did the same for Nym. I tried a bit. it wasn't too bad. I smiled.

"Not bad, but I think I'll stick to chocolate, thanks." I told him. Nym tried to hide a slightly… disliked look from her face and swallowed reluctantly.

"What he said." She said, as sweetly as she could before grabbing a chocolate frog. We spent the remainder of the trip just eating the sweets before the train finally arrived. We jumped off the train and I patted Nym's bum as we separated and I went to Hagrid, causing her to jump. He was the same old Hagrid, only his beard was shorter. He called us all over and I talked with David as we headed to the boats. I ignored Hogwarts as it first came into view and felt the wards wash over me. David shifted, uncomfortably.

When we docked we were led to the entrance hall were McGonagall was waiting. "Good evening students. Tonight is the night you are to join many others before you in entering Hogwarts academy as students. As such I hope you all conduct yourselves in the appropriate manner. Soon you shall be sorted into one of the four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." I chuckled at how she said the snake house's name. Some things never change. "You will follow me into the hall shortly, where you will sit on the stool in front of your peers and put on the sorting hat, which shall read your very being to see what house best suits you. I shall make it clear that the sorting hats decision is final and can not be changed." She said, shooting a look at Neville. He scowled. "Now, I believe it is time. Follow me." She said, turning on her heel and walking into the hall. I heard someone muttering about the roof and tried not to laugh, thinking of Hermione last time. I glanced behind me and was shocked to see not Hermione, but another girl with red hair. Hermione was near the back of the line with her head down, looking very nervous. I frowned.

We reached the front of the hall and stood waiting as she called out names. I noticed Daves attention was caught by a couple of the girls and he shook his head slightly, hardly noticeably, when I shot a questioning look at him. Finally it was my turn. I walked up to the hat and shot a grin at Nym as I sat and the hat went on my head. She was pouting that I wasn't doing her plan.

"Well, well. What have we here? A time traveller! And dimension Traveller! Oh my. What to do with you! You could do well in your houses. You are loyal to those you trust, almost to a fault, yet very cautious of those you don't. very hufflepuff and slytherin traits… You are braver than Godric himself, and yet you have the work ethic of a Ravenclaw… I think the best place to put you would be…" the hat paused and I heard everyone take a breath. "HUFFLEPUFF!" it yelled. That table burst out in applause and cheering. I got up and heard a Gryffindor whispering at the end of the table.

"He musn't be very brave for a potter." I smirked.

"Sit at your table please Mr Potter." McGonagall said. I grinned and nodded, before walking carefully up to her and kissing her straight on the lips before doing the same to all the female staff. The great hall was in shocked silence before everyone started cheering and laughing. I bowed and went and sat, ignoring the glares and blushes from the female staff as everyone patted my back and tried to shake my hand.

I heard the guy who the Gryffindor was talking to speak, breaking the silence and shock. "I think you were wrong Mundy. That potter has solid brass balls…" McGonagall spluttered and glared at me before continuing the sorting. I gave her a puppy dog look and her glare soon melted to an annoyed grin. She shook her head as the sorting continued. At the end was david.

"Now, after that eventful sorting we have one more student. I would like to introduce Prince David of Parastera, prince of the high elves!" she called out. David walked to the stool and sat, making it appear he was sitting on a throne, not some rickety 3 legged thing that would break any second. After almost 10 minutes it called out Hufflepuff and he came and joined me. I heard Neville laugh from Slytherin table.

"Ha, some prince! Not even brave enough to be a Gryffindor!" he called across the noise.

"And yet I wasn't the one who almost wet myself on the train." David replied, bored. Everyone burst out laughing and Neville blushed. As I turned to introduce Hannah and Susan to Dave, I could tell this was going to be a great year.