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Harrison's POV

Grudgingly he followed his uncle to his office. Reisi was walking in step with him and Snape was behind them. It seemed too much had happened to fast. They had put the Dark Lord on their trail. That they weren't exactly from this world. What the hell were they supposed to do now?

A familiar voice said," Little wolf fret not. What happens now is your fate."

He almost stopped completely when he heard the voice. By the stiffening of Reisi's shoulders he knew his king had heard it.

He asked carefully,: Apollo? What do you mean?:

"You can trust them. Marvolo Slytherin is not your enemy, Little wolf. Having an ally that knows their way around in this world."

:You want me to trust Voldemort?! Voldemort of all people?!:

He felt what could only be described as a mental slap. Then time froze. Apollo appeared looking unamused. His amber eyes showed his anger.

Reisi asked unconcerned," Want to fill me in on your silent conversation?"

Apollo said," I was telling little wolf that he should trust his uncle. He seems to forget that this world is different from his own."

Reisi smacked him upside the head as he responded," Remember things are rarely the same in this world. If the God says we can trust him then lets give it a shot. Worst comes to worst we can return to Japan."

Like nothing had ever changed. Japan had been the closest thing to home he ever had. Still he didn't trust. Voldemort easily. Telling him this could end their lives.

Apollo sighed," Eventually you will have to trust someone, Little wolf. As I told you when you first arrived this is the universe where you will be happiest. It will not be without hardships though. You must get past your reluctance to trust."

He had to bite his lip to keep from telling the god off. Realistically he knew Apollo was right. Did that mean he wanted to admit it? Hell no! Still if he kept with the way he was going he was going to end up alone.

His shoulders slumping he said," If we are going to do this I'll need your help Apollo."

The God gave a vicious grin that didn't seem at home on his face. It was the first time he had seen the God like that.

Apollo replied," Of course little wolf. At his office is when we will do this."

Then time started back again. Tense silence remained. It was worse than when they began the short journey. Now they knew what to expect. At least as much as they could given the dark Lord's unpredictable nature. The Dakr Lord gave a short command to the Gargoyle and it let them pass.

Once in his office the man said coldly," Explain."

Taking a deep breath he said," You're not going to believe me without proof. Apollo!"

This time, time did not stop. Instead the golden eyed god appeared out of thin air. Immediately Voldemort's wand was out. Apollo gave it a glance before turning to him eyebrow raised.

Calmly he stepped between them as he said," I personally didn't want to do this. Apollo and Reisi insisted though."

Red eyes appraised him as he asked," And how do you know the supposed God of truth and the Fourth and Blue King?"

Crossing his arms over his chest he replied," Same way I know or at least once knew Mikoto Souh, the members of HOMRA, even members of your staff that I have never met. I'm not from this world. Not originally."

Disbelief crossed those red eyes. Apollo said rolling his own," You are still very blunt little wolf. What he says is true though Marvolo Slytherin. Young Rodux of this world in fact died during the fall of Nightingale. It was only thanks to the gods that he ended up here. If we had not interfered you would have never learned the truth of what happened to your brother. Or that he had a son with the only woman he ever truly loved."

The room was silent for a moment while the Dark Lord contemplated the words. Finally he asked," Who are you really then? How does Munakata play into this?"

That was easier to explain. He replied softly," My original birth name was Harry James Potter heir to the Potter family. Not that I learned this until I was to go to Hogwarts. Reisi saved me when i was just a child. Not just once either. He saved me from myself."

Instead of the sneer he expected at his name the man looked contemplative. He asked," How old were you there?"

"Twenty five but i feel so much older at time. Yet at the same time feel like a teenager again."

Reisi snickered," That's because you are a teenager again, kid."

Harrison bared his teeth in answer but there was no heat behind it. Apollo let out a laugh that caused the two kings to glance at him. A sheepish grin tugged at his lips. This was like how it had been before the war. Before he had lost everything.

Apollo said," The gods did not like how things ended for little wolf in his world. He should have been happy after the prophecy had been fulfilled. And for a time he was."

Harrison interrupted coldly," Until the King's war happened."

Flashes of color went before his eyes in rememberance. Six Swords of Damocles in one spot. Something he hoped to never see again. The destruction and death they had caused. All for what they believed in. Who was to say which side was right?

Voldemort asked," King's war?"

"You have no doubt seen a king's battle. They make that look like a kindergarten fight. King's war's end in at least one king's death. Anna, Weissman, and myself were the only survivors of the six kings that participated."

That earned him a sharp look and even sharper question," You're a king?"

Looking up at the ceiling he sighed," I am not a king you will find in any ledger. You will not find any previous record of my Sword of Damocles. I am a king but not a normal one. When I die my throne will not be passed to another. For I am the unnatural king. The eighth and black king."

With that he went quiet. In truth ever since he had been a small child. Until the age of eight he had been experimented. His relatives had given him up to the previous blue king's regime. For three years all he had known was pain and suffering. More so than he ever received with his so called family. It was a wonder he hadn't died.

Then HOMRA had shown up and with the help of a guard they had broken him out. He would later learn that the guard was in fact Reisi Munakata the next in line to be the Fourth and Blue King. Later it would also be revealed that Hibari's goals were to create a new king. One that could keep a sword from falling. Unknown to anyone for almost six months he had succeeded. Harry at the time known as Wolf was the Eighth and Black king.

Apollo said interrupting their thoughts," No matter if he came from another world or not. He is still your nephew here. Little wolf needs a family and he needs his protectors."

"I do Not need protecting Apollo!" He snarled.

The last thing he needed was everyone trying to protect him. He could protect himself thank you very much.

Apollo gave him a withering glare as he replied," You are no longer the 25 year old war veteran. You are thirteen and I personally would rather not see you with another silver bullet stuck in you."

"Neither would I," came Reisi.

Honestly he had no defense against that. At the same age as he was now Harrison had taken two bullets for his king. One had not been able to be removed. Either by muggle or magical means.

"A bullet?"

The sheer amount of hatred that filled those words. It caused Harrison to flinch. For a moment they all stood there not saying anything.

Reisi finally answered," Another king tried to end my life. This is not an uncommon occurance amongst kings. Only a king can murder another king. If it wasn't for Wolf I would have died that day."

A bullet filled with colorless aura. A king that had killed so many in his quest for power. Regular people to clansman alike fell by his hand. Until Shiro had trapped him inside his body and had Mikoto kill them both. Being the immortal king it didn't kill the silver haired boy but it did take him a long time to heal.

His thoughts returned to his oldest friend. One of the first to fall by the insane King's hand. Tatara... no matter how much time passed it still hurt.

Voldemort asked seeing the boy's pain," What happened during the king's war? Besides the obvious."

"I lost everyone and everything I held dear to me. It started with my first friend and ended with the king I had bonded myself to."

Apollo butted in," That's why the gods have brought him here. Along with a few others. Such as Mr. Munakata."

Red eyes searched the two black haired men. Or as it happened the man in the boy's body. This explained a lot of the things that weren't adding up.

Harrison waited for the verdict on his fate. Either Voldemort accepted what he was told or he threw them out. There was a third option but he didn't even want to consider it.

Finally he said," Mr. Rodux go to your Mr. Munakata's room. I will mske s decision on your date by the end of the day. I will inform your father of these events."

As much as he wanted to argue he knew it wouldn't do any good. It would only hurt his case. For now he would obey. But he would prepare to leave just in case.