A/N: so I forgot to put that I don't own Supergirl nor Warehouse 13 or Outlander on the last couple of chapters, I'm just playing with their characters.

Also, that last chapter was dark but I'm afraid that it's not quite over for Athena in the past just yet. She still has to deal with Rhett.

I love you guys and your reviews. They seriously make my day and I love how much you all are invested in Athena's story. You all make me a better writer because I become more involved and actually work to be better with grammar and correct wording. Even for native speakers of it, English is a bastard and of course we Americans had to butcher it over the years.

Anyways…I hope you all enjoy this and hope that y'all are pleasantly surprised by it.

Chapter Eleven: Almost Home…

Helena had slipped Kaylee a sleeping potion that night before. Mixed it in with some late night cocoa to get the woman to go to sleep. Kaylee had been anxious and restless. She kept going over her notes again and again, flipping through pages of tiny and cramped writing. When the potion had started working, Helena had helped Kaylee to the queen sized bed they were sharing because of the hotel's mix up.

Once Kaylee was sleeping and tightly tucked under the covers, Helena did her own read through of Kaylee's notes before packing it all away. Then she put herself to bed and smiled when Kaylee automatically gravitated towards her once the lights were out. Helena did have to admit that Kaylee was beautiful.

Her heart still ached for Myka but that relationship was long over. Whatever they could have been was ruined by the demands of the Warehouse and one grief driven scheme to end the world. The one thing that Warehouse Agents never got were lasting relationships. It had been proven time and time again and not even dating a fellow agent was a sure thing. But Helena was not comparing Kaylee to Myka. To her the women were as different as night and day.

Helena smiled as Kaylee tucked her head in under Helena's chin and had basically draped herself over Helena. Kaylee was very smart and tedious in her research material. She cared a great deal for Athena, which warmed Helena's heart every time she was reminded of it. Kaylee was a witch and confident in her magic and her academic knowledge.

When morning came, Kaylee was quick to blush and apologize for using Helena as her own personal body pillow. Not that Helena was protesting at all to their position. She sort of enjoyed how she could fluster Kaylee and was seriously contemplating just what she wanted. If Helena wanted to peruse a relationship with Kaylee or just a friendship.

Helena was leaning more towards a relationship. She'd been craving intimacy and permanence since her consciousness had been reunited with her body. Which could be a holdover from her time as Emily Lake but Helena still wanted it no matter how it come to be a part of her.

***Knight's Squire***

Kaylee, on a normal day, would have been fascinated by Horvath Antiquities and Sárkány Utcában. So much history and meshing of different styles of architecture that Kaylee should have been drooling and ogling the buildings around her but she wasn't. She was focusing on following Andre from the street's hidden entrance in the muggle world, down the street itself and through the antiquities store and through a back door into the living quarters of the shop.

Dimitri met them on the balcony overlooking the street below. He'd been out soaking up the sun and trying to regain his strength according to Andre. The Herbology teacher had told them when he arrived at their Hotel that morning that Dimitri was eager to meet them and share a meal with them. A showing of trust that he'd learned during his time in the armor.

Kaylee wasn't sure what to expect from Dimitri. However, the sight of a gangly teen certainly wasn't it. Dimitri had stood to greet them and was more the image Kaylee's fifth years than of some big and burly knight. He was slender and willowy with shaggy hair and boyish face; because he was boyish, Kaylee thought, according to Andre, Dimitri was only sixteen.

"Greetings, friends," his voice broke when he spoke, it was a little squeaky like his voice was changing and there was a little wobble to his accent but it was near unnoticeable "I am Dimitri Horvath, Sir Galahad of Camelot," he bow at the was to them "welcome to my family's home."

Kaylee and Helena bowed their heads before Kaylee stepped forward "are you alight, Mr. Horvath?" she asked concerned "any lingering effects from your time inside the suit?"

Dimitri smiled and held his hand out towards the table were breakfast was waiting for them "please, sit and we talk all about the knights and Athena."

"How-how do you know of Athena?" Helena asked in strangled surprised

The smile on Dimitri didn't waver as he gently ushered the women to the canopy covered table "please, sit, I answer all questions," he sighed when they sat and he was able to take his seat "you are Helena Wells and Kaylee Parmenter of Hogwarts, yes?"

Kaylee frowned and then nodded "forgive us for not introducing ourselves, I'm Kaylee and this is Helena," she said pointing as she spoke "you just caught us by surprise."

Dimitri nodded "you were expecting some giant with big muscles and bushy beard?" he asked rubbing at his baby smooth skin on his cheek, both women nodded "yes, I get that a lot. As to your question of lingering effects…one would be I have trouble…making words…umm…communicating, I have found since returning. English, I did not know until I went into the armor. It is fighting to be my primary language. I traveled to…meet or know Baron Balian of Ibelin in 1180 something, exact dates are…" Dimitri paused, waggling his hand side to side and then sighed "there was over eight hundred years between us, makes transition back tougher."

"Balian of Ibelin?" Kaylee frowned "that was just before the start of the third crusade!"

Dimitri nodded "yes, it was. I learn very much from," Dimitri paused, frowning as he corrected himself "I learned a great deal from Balian and his father before he passed," Dimitri had paused and corrected himself "and when I returned, I visited the Lake of the Lake, she was in Andre's coy pond in his greenhouse," he frowned at the thought "she told me of Athena and that the return of Camelot was drawing closer. She gave me tasks to complete before then."

Kaylee was sitting on the edge of her seat "what did she tell you of Athena?" she asked anxiously

"You need not worry, fair lady," Dimitri assured her as he plucked up a piece of fruit from his plate "Athena is strong and will return, in thirteen days or so, if Lady is to be in believable. I am to be her…right hand," he had to search for the words "her general," he said flashing another smile "that is what I am tasked with. I am to pave the way for her return to this time."

Helena blinked and then spoke "what do you mean, pave the way for her?"

Dimitri shrugged "I must tell your English government that England once again has a Regent of Camelot. She is above them, she will…enforce the laws of Camelot," he said as if it were a simple matter "they must bow to her rule until the Crown of Camelot…is returned to the rightful head. Anything else is treason and dishonorable."

"Oh, they're going to love that," Helena snorted and leaned back into her chair and asked "what if they don't like you're decree?"

Dimitri shook his head "they have no choice, Camelot rule is absolute and accepted by the land. Camelot divided…no…separated from the non-magical world by choice to avoid bloodshed and Camelot gave in…fell to the Champions of Rheged by choice. King Callen wanted to save his people…he choose to empty the city and trusted his knights to find a way to defeat the creatures that…gnawed on it? No, that…hmm…th-at-be-fell-it…that befell it."

"You said tasks," Kaylee pointed out "what other tasks do you have?"

Dimitri tilted his head and frowned a little "I must see a dwarf about a flying horse," he said sounding slightly confused "all knights must have steeds and these…flying ones amused Lady."

Kaylee had no response to that and neither did Helena, so instead Kaylee asked "may we see the armor you were in? I would like to study it."

Dimitri shook his head "no."

"I'm sorry but I need to know if they are a danger to anyone else," Kaylee said quickly, not giving up that easily "if it's empty then I can get baseline results to certain tests…"

Dimitri put up his hands for peace "forgive, I should have…told more, explained. The armor vanished after it released me. It went back to the Hall of the Knights, in the Knight's Sanctuary. It will stay there until time to choose another me…another Sir Galahad," Dimitri shrugged "so, no, you may…you may….you may…" he growled softly and shook his head "no study it because it is not here."

"Oh," Kaylee frowned "umm…it's not a threat to anyone else?"

Dimitri shook his head "nope, no threat. When are you heading back for England?"

"Umm…day after tomorrow?" Kaylee frowned and looked towards Helena for confirmation, Helena nodded "then the day after tomorrow."

"Good, I shall be ready to travel with you when you leave." Dimitri grinned speaking slowly and deliberately "I was told to go to Hogwarts. I am transferring."

"What about your parents?" Helena asked in stunned concern "surely they have something to say about this?!"

Dimitri smiled sadly "my parents are were already old when they had me, I have never been close to them," he told them "my sister Tadita raised me and she's been gone since I was a little boy before I started school. If you want to put…umm…legal terms?" he sighed "I am considered of age, an adult by magical law…if it makes you feel better then Andre is my guardian with my parents' permission. They have wished me well and are grooming my older cousin to take over the family business."

"Oh, well, then, we'll be happy to travel with you, Dimitri," Kaylee said gently patting Helena on the knee, reassuring her "if you need more time to pack or help, let us know."

Dimitri just grinned "it will take no time at all, my magic will help."

***H***

Hermione, Harry, Draco and Kreacher were hiding in Draco's room at Grimmauld Place. Harry was supposed to be meeting his Uncle Archie today and he hadn't really wanted to. He'd dragged Hermione to Grimmauld with him when Aunt Cissy had tried ushering him through the floo. Hermione was fully aware that Harry wanted nothing to do with lordship and that it wasn't looking forward to the meeting they'd been pressed into.

"Is Master Harry sure he has no red threes?" Kreacher asked imploringly

Harry smiled at the elf who was clearly indulging the three teens "no, Kreacher, I have no threes, red or black. Go fish."

Kreacher sighed and took another card from the deck. The elf kept his ears perked up as if listening for something. Hermione had noticed that the elf tended to keep out of sight if Sirius was at the house. She'd wondered about that and reached out with a gentle hand to touch his shoulder.

"Kreacher, is Sirius treating you alright?" she asked "I noticed that you disappear when he's home."

"Yea," Draco looked up from where he was arranging his cards "I've noticed that too. Do you hide because Sirius is always mean to you?" he inquired "I've heard what he says to you about you having served his mother before she died. You can tell me if he's mistreating you, Kreacher because you know that Athena would put a stop to it and so would I."

Kreacher shook his head "Kreacher cannot speak ill of his master."

Draco sighed "Kreacher, I am a Black, second in line for headship. You can tell me."

Kreacher shook his head before perking up an ear "Master Sirius's guests have arrived and he is calling for Kreacher. Zee has answered the summons," he looked to Harry "Master Sirius is asking for you, Master Harry."

Harry sighed and laid down his cards "how long until he actually sends someone after me?"

"Now," Kreacher stated flatly as there was a small knock upon the door before it opened and Zee stuck her head in.

***H***

The adults were waiting for the teens in the living room where tea was being taken. Aunt Cissy was there to usher them down the stairs and into the room where Archie and his wife was waiting to meet them. The teens went in grudgingly.

Archie was a broad-shouldered man who looked so much like Harry and his father that it was uncanny; only difference were the eyes. He had the fly away black hair that was trimmed shorter than what Harry was wearing. The man had the same cheeks and jawline but he was older. He wore white button shirt, tucked into black pants with a Stetson in his hand.

His wife was tall but very solidly built. Hermione wondered if she was an Amazon that Athena was talking about. The woman fit the build and persona for what Hermione thought the Amazons would be like; well-muscled with her blonde hair back in a sloppy braid and wearing lots of flannel and denim.

Sirius grinned and urged Harry further into the room "this is your Uncle Archie and Aunt Sarah."

Archie's smile faltered a little "actually, Harry," he said in a pleasant sounding voice and held out his hand for Harry to shake "you don't have to consider us your aunt and uncle. We're just happy to get the chance to meet you."

"Okay," he shook Archie's hand and then Sarah's "it's nice to meet you."

"You really don't want to meet us, do you?" Sarah asked with a knowing smile "don't worry, kid, you can still say no to have Archie as your proxy. We'd never force Lordship on you like that."

Harry asked in squeaky surprise "are…are you reading my mind?"

Sarah nodded "learned it from my grandmother Queenie. She was one of the first to legally marry a No-Maj…a muggle," she corrected herself with a smile "don't worry," Sarah told him "I only glean surface thoughts. Helps in my work with the all the fun creatures at the Grand Canyon Sanctuary. I'm really looking forward to working with the Welsh and Scottish dragons, wonder if their thoughts are easy to read," she raised an eyebrow at Hermione and Draco "you two have surprisingly strong mental barriers."

"My girlfriend taught me," Hermione said politely before Draco was dragging her over to the couch, pushing her to sit beside his aunt "stop shoving, Draco!"

Sirius smiled and said before Draco could retort "why don't we get down to business now that everyone is here?"

"Tea first, Sirius," Cissy countered, a wave of her hand had an ornate tea pot pouring itself out into the cups on the platter. Once cream and sugar had been dispersed correctly, the cups on little flying saucers went to the appropriate person.

Once everyone was had their drink Sirius started with "well, umm…Archie asked me why I think that Harry should be Lord Potter? Firstly, it's part of his family history. The Potters were Most Noble for a very long time. They could have been part of the Scared Twenty-Eight. This would give Harry a link back to his family."

"I still don't want it," Harry shook his head "what good is it going to do me to have this link when I still have no information on my family?" he asked

Sirius smiled at Harry "I can get you that information," he promised "Harry, this would help secure your future. Help you make important connections in the wizarding world and not just build up your finances but give you leverage in Wizengamot's. It would help protect you from…well, it would help protect you."

Harry sighed and shook his head "I'm fourteen years old," he said "I don't actually care about making connections and I am more than happy with what's in my vault. I want to be normal and becoming whatever it is you want me to be isn't letting me do that. Why can Archie be Lord Potter?"

"Because the line of ascension pasted to you, Harry," Uncle Ted explained "if the Potters had kept up with their Lord Fees then it would have passed from James to you. If James and Lily hadn't had you then it would have passed to the next eldest Potter, which would have been Archie," he held up a hand to stop Harry from complaining "trust me, Harry, I know all about this from Athena's own dealings with accession. I practically know the inheritance laws word for word by now."

"But couldn't Archie just name Harry his heir?" Draco asked, blonde eyebrow raised questioningly "I mean, the Potters still aren't considered nobility. So if Harry was give up the right to Archie then Harry would still be eligible for heir-ship. Once he's confirmed as heir by Wizengamot and Gringotts then if Archie and Sarah had any children, Harry would still be protected until it came time to ascend which he could still decline," he smiled smugly at Uncle Ted "you're not the only one who knows those laws, Uncle."

"Good for you, Draco, would you like a biscuit for that accomplishment?" Uncle Ted asked drily before stating "if Archie was to take Potter lordship then he would have to officially change his name to Potter. Just like if Bellatrix or Andy or even Cissy had inherited instead of Sirius. They would have had to change their surname back to Black in order to be Lady Black by law."

Archie spoke up then, stopping whatever Sirius was going to say "I have no problems changing my name," he said happily "ma's maiden name was Baker and even after she married the man I called my father, it stayed Baker. Though, I don't mind changing it if it means helping Harry out, it would be an honor to call him my heir, right?" he looked to Sarah.

"You kidding?" she beamed happily "this world needs a few more Potters in it!"

Harry looked between Archie and Sarah "you mean you really won't force me to become whatever?" he asked cautiously.

Archie shook his head and ignored Sirius's almost frantic nodded "no, Harry, we won't," he promised "you're a kid and still growing up. I know that if you were my son that I'd want you to do that while being happy and safe from public scrutiny. Seems you already got a fair amount of that, dontcha kid?"

"The lightning bolt is quite well known," Harry nodded and pointed to his forehead.

"Wait!" Sirius cried and threw up his hands "Harry will be the next Lord Potter, I've already set things up. The Lord Fee is up to date and his a new Potter family vault waiting for him and both Gringotts and Wizengamot are waiting for his confirmation as Heir to the Most Noble House of Potter!" the man huffed out angrily "there are even some pending business deals that just need Archie's signature as Harry's proxy!"

Archie frowned from where he was now sitting "that was awful kind of you, Lord Black but unnecessary. You should have waited for Harry to make his choice," Archie said defiantly "plus any business deals are Potter business, and you ain't no Potter. I will, of course, pay you back for the Lord Fees you paid. We could have handled that ourselves. No offense but we can make our own way. So I suggest you just take a big ole chill pill and just relax yourself before a person starts to thinking that you might want to be Lord Potter more than Harry does. I'm not his guardian but even I'm uncomfortable with you're a-pushing this. Slow down, feller, just slow on down."

"You obviously don't understand what this means," Sirius snapped and jumped when Archie surged to his feet, his teacup floating quickly away him to protect itself.

"I know exactly what it means, feller," he snapped angrily "you think I didn't know who my father was. Who my brother was? Hmm…? You don't think that I didn't grow up knowing who my family was," he demanded "I knew my father, thank you very much, I meet him once or twice. His wife was a real nice lady who didn't hold any animosity towards my mother and myself for what happened or for even existing. Just because I never got to meet my older brother doesn't mean horse shit. You wanted me to step up for my family, well here I am with my size thirteen boot ready for the stepping and if you don't calm down that size thirteen boot is gonna find its way up your ass!" Archie hissed pointing a deadly finger at the very pale and shocked Sirius "now I'm sure you have good intentions and your heart might be in the right place, but you'll find that I am not James. I will not be bully nor pushed around."

Sirius scowled "I didn't think you were James but I'm trying to accomplish what James would have wanted for his son."

Archie shook his head "sad fact is, friend, James ain't here, James is dead and that's something we all have to come to terms with," Archie said, his tone much lighter and his body more relaxed "what he wanted for Harry is sort of moot at this point. What we have to do is what is right for Harry. Harry don't want Lordship, fine, I'll stand behind him and support him the whole way because that's what family does. 'Sides this way, if I'm Lord Potter then Harry still has all those protections and benefits, even more so. Harry still gets his choice and maybe one day he does become Lord Potter. Ain't nuthin' of the future written."

"Okay," Harry whispered loudly to Hermione "I like this guy."

"Thank ya kindly, Harry," Archie grinned "now, as lovely as this tea party was and it was marvelous Miss Black but it just wetted my appetite and I heard about this neat little sandwich shop in Diagon Alley. Y'all wanna go and get something to eat? Our treat. I'm so hungry I could eat a horse, not so much the hooves. Those are a bit chewy."

"It's when he says things like this that I wonder why I married him willingly," Sarah said but she was smiling.

***H***

Hermione thought Harry was enjoying himself. He was engaging in conversation with Archie. Who freely admitted that he knew almost nothing about investments and business deals, Archie was more was more physical labor sort of guy. He'd met Sarah at Ilvermorny and she was the reason he'd started working with creatures. She was the grandniece of Newt Scamander.

The Bakers scowled when Hermione asked if they knew Blake Fraser. Apparently, they did and didn't think to highly of him. They were about conservation and he was more of the 'fix the problem' type. Which usually mean the offending creature wound up dead.

It was Draco who asked where Archie had been born. To which Archie answered that he'd been born in Newcastle but his mother had immigrated to the States and married an older, reclusive man who turned out to be an awesome father. His mother was still alive and living well in San Francisco with his younger sister.

"You know, Harry, if I'd been asked," Archie said when he and Harry had had a moment alone "I would have taken you in in a heartbeat. You do have an aunt and uncle, blood family, who do love you and want what's best for you. I think, and don't get me wrong, I somewhat like the guy, but I think that you all are being a little hard on Sirius. He's just trying too hard to be your godfather."

Harry shook his head and Hermione heard him say (she was listening in) "yea but I wish he'd wouldn't. You know, if I was still stuck at the Dursleys it wouldn't be such a bad thing but I'm not. I already have adults who are taking care of me. Great adults, in fact. He doesn't need to go overboard or whatever."

"He's just trying to show you that he cares." Archie shrugged before he walked away.

***H***

Hermione was surprised with how quickly Archie and Sarah became Lord and Lady Potter and Harry became heir of the Most Noble House of Potter. There seemed to be no fuss from anyone expect Sirius. The man even complained about the signet ring that Harry had been given. He didn't think that the crossed wands was 'glorified' enough as the Potters had had several different crests throughout their history.

Harry had just shrugged and asked Archie if he and Sarah had found a place to buy yet. The goblins at Gringotts had been very helpful in giving them listings. One of them was a property that Athena owned, one of the last that were up for sale. Harry was pushing them for that one. It was in the south of England near Bristol.

***H***

On the 15th of August Hermione, Harry and Draco were rounded up early that morning by a serious looking Uncle Ted. It was so early that even Ginny wasn't up and she was usually the first one up so to beat Ron to the table. Before noon they were joined by Su Li, Neville and Susan. Around one, Luna wondered over and asked what they were doing there so early.

Nobody knew and worked to set up the little sea of tents that Uncle Ted brought after he'd dropped off the three teens. There really hadn't been enough room in Ginny and Ron's room for the extra teens. So Mr. Weasley decided that they were going to camp out because it'd be good practice for when they headed to the World Cup.

Mrs. Weasley kept herself separate but she was pleasant. Hermione noticed when the woman asked her kindly to help Ginny with the hauling of the extra blankets. The bushy haired girl just nodded and went to do as asked.

It was nice for Hermione to watch her friends interact. Except the part where Neville silenced Su Li from a rant on proper tent assembly by kissing her. Hermione wasn't sure which on was more shocked, Su Li or Neville. Of course, Su Li did a little dance of victory, Neville turned an interesting had of red and Draco and Harry ended up paying Ron a few gold coins each.

"I thought that'd happen the other way 'round," Susan hummed and took the blankets from Hermione "you should close your mouth, Granger, you're going to catch flies."

Hermione smirked at Susan's teasing tone and followed her friend. Of course they teased Neville and Su Li about this new development in their relationship that evening before bed. Neville tried to turn it on Hermione about her and Athena. They were always getting caught making out the past year.

Hermione had just shrugged "have you seen my girlfriend?" she asked smirking "she's freaking hot! How could I not kiss her? What I want to know is what Susan's going to do with her Canadian?"

Susan growled at Hermione "that…that pain in the ass is not mine," she glared at Hermione "I would very much like to stab her with a fork!"

"I'm sensing tension in this relationship, Bones," Draco grinned and nudged Ginny with his shoulder "how about you, Red, you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"Red isn't original and almost anyone in my family will respond to it," she pointed out and shoved him off the log they were sitting on "and seriously, Bones," she looked away from where Draco was on the ground "stop protesting so strongly because they're just going to keep on you. It's like feeding stray puppies, they're just going to keep coming back for more."

***H***

It was late the next afternoon, after the teens had degnomed the Weasley's garden when McGonagall arrived via floo with a very sour and unhappy Sirius in tow. The residents of the Weasley home were confused, worried and anxiously muttering about why McGonagall had gathered them together to cram into the Weasleys' living room.

George broke the heavy tension "umm, McG, this is ominous and all but is everything okay? Is Athena alright?"

McGonagall held up her hand to stop the sudden chatter "firstly Weasley Number Two, I have your Hogwarts letters," the deputy headmistress held up a thick bundle of letters that were tied together with, these she tossed to a softly smiling Mr. Weasley.

"That's what all this was about?" George frowned "really, you get us all antsy over our Hogwarts letters?" he shook his head "I think you need a new hobby, McG."

The professor just sighed and shook her head "do you want me to give you the second reason why I'm where?" George and his twin nodded, McGonagall paused and took a steading breathe, Hermione felt Susan grasp her hand and Su Li lean into her from opposite sides "Athena came out of the armor yesterday morning," she said and seemingly sucked the air out of the room "she's alive and recovering at Hogwarts."

"I want to see her!" Hermione tried to stand as the room let out a collective breath buy Susan and Su Li kept her anchored to her seat.

McGonagall shook her head and sounded apologetic as she said "I'm sorry, Hermione but you can't, at the moment she's sleeping," she put her hands to stop protests "listen!" she cried "I know that you all want to see her but you are doing her more good if you wait here for her. She's been through a lot," McGonagall confided "and she asked that you all take care of shopping for school and when she's ready she'll come and see you. Athena promised to be here before the World Cup," she glanced at Sirius, who was sulking in the kitchen, before saying "also to let you know that she is now, officially, Lady Black, head of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black and Sir Lancelot of Camelot."

"Wait…what?" Fred and George spoke in unison

"So that law was correct?" Ron frowned, squinting slightly as he titled his head and said sound unsure "that knights come of majority upon getting all knightly or whatever?"

Hermione shook her head, scowling "I don't care about her titles, what the hell is this about us not being able to see her?! I've…we've been worrying about her these last two months and now she's out and we don't get to see her? I want to hold her hand! I want to see my girlfriend, I want to see with my own eyes that she's out of that damn suit of armor!"

"Come on, Gran," Harry pouted "don't do this to us, we want to see her."

McGonagall's features softened "I know, Harry, Hermione, I really do but Athena asked for this, this not me," she said evenly trying to keep her voice in check, she sighed heavily and admitted "she was sent through time when she entered the armor, her body was in the armor but she was…she was sent to 1745 Scotland," McGonagall said shakily "she needs a bit of time to readjust."

Su Li shook her head in debrief "wait…that was during the Second Uprising, when the freaking Pretender took Scotland to war with England. Oh, Merlin's short pants…" Su Li leaned back in her seat and started laughing through her tears "we knew she was there."

"We did?" Neville asked confused

Su Li nodded and looked to Ron "Ronald what does Yeux Verts mean?"

Ron shrugged "it means Green Eyes."

"Are you suggesting that those twins that Apolline mentioned knew Athena?" Neville asked shaking his head

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting," Su Li nodded at her boyfriend "we all know that Athena has pretty green eyes, we've heard Hermione talk about enough over the summer to never forget that."

"Whatever," Hermione shook her head and looked imploringly at McGonagall "please, I just want to talk to her, make sure she's not hurt."

McGonagall smiled reassuringly at the young woman "Athena is fine, she has some new scars and she's as tall as I am now, maybe a little taller but she's in one piece, physically. Mentally…"

"She's a fucking nutcase!" Sirius snapped angrily, his face twisted up and his nostrils flaring "how the hell are you believing this?" he demanded of the crowded living room "time travel like that isn't possible!"

"I will not have this conversation with you again! This isn't the place for it!" McGonagall growled at the dark headed man

Sirius didn't back down "this is the perfect place for it! I can't believe you are feeling their heads with lies!"

McGonagall snarled and snapped "you've seen the same evidence I have. The deeds to Dorcha Clagh, you've seen the letters to her from Emily Black! You've seen the box that had her things in it!"

"My cousin is brilliant I give her that," he spat, infuriated, the rest of the house watching him in stunned silence "this was all a ruse to take headship away from me. You all have been getting in my way, trying to stop me from taking care of Harry ever since I was freed!"

The room just stared at the fuming man. Harry growled and threw a pillow from the couch at him, barely missed Sirius's head. He looked like he wanted to strangle the man with his bare hands.

"REALLY?" Harry demanded "you're upset because Athena is now head of your house when you knew this was going to happen when she became of age?" he only stayed sitting because of Draco and Ron on either side of him "Athena defended you!" Harry screamed "she defended you to the minister himself, she made sure that anyone who said you were guilty knew that you never had a trial, that were you locked away without ever being convicted! You attacked us that night, you were acting like the fucking nutcase and you try to push yourself into my life when I already have a family!"

"Harry," Mr. Weasley came to stand before them, blocking Sirius from the view of the living room "I think that's enough. We should be celebrating that Athena is back safe and that we'll get to see her soon," the man said with a soothing tone of voice "I understand that emotions are running high but we should think before we speak, least we say something that we'll never be able to take back. Athena wouldn't want us fighting."

"But Dad!" Ron looked pleadingly at him

Mr. Weasley shook his head "no, we are all adults here," he said "I know that you all have been raised better than this."

"Poppa Weasley," Su Li shook her head, wiping furiously at the tears on her cheeks "didn't you hear what he said, though?"

"Yes, Su Li, I did and I am very disappointed in Sirius at the moment, and I will ask him to leave this house if he cannot comport himself in a manner befitting his age," Mr. Weasley said firmly "I think we should honor what Athena has asked of us. We give her time to readjust and then let her come to us. I would be honored to take the lot of you to Diagon Alley tomorrow or the next day to help you prepare for the upcoming school year," he nodded and then turned when the Kitchen door slammed open behind him "now, I am going to go calm Sirius down. You lot think you can behave yourselves?"

There was a resounding course of "yes dad," and "yes, Poppa Weasley," before the man nodded and went after Sirius. Fixing the busted out window in the door as he went. McGonagall just shook her head and told the group if they wanted to make Athena 'get well' cards then she would deliver them.

***H***

A silent tension gripped the Weasley home after McGonagall left with hastily made cards and a bundle of letters from Hermione. The bushy haired girl had been writing them all summer in secret and had kept them hidden till now. After a while the tension became too much and the teens retreated to their own separate dwellings, either camping tent or bedroom.

Hermione was itching to find a history book, magical or muggle it didn't matter, and read about where Athena had been. She knew a little from her time in muggle school and Kaylee's one lesson about Heather Valley but that was it. Hermione laid on top of her sleeping bag and tried her hardest not to cry. The whole goal of the summer was just right there, sleeping at Hogwarts. Hermione didn't get to sleep until late that night after a very sullen dinner.

There was no surprise at all the next morning when the gaggle of teens and wrangling adults took the floo (which took a while to get everyone through) and found Mr. Granger, Sarah Potter and Uncle Ted (he was shopping for Athena's things) waiting on them at the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione rushed to her father and buried her face into his chest as he wrapped her up in his arms. There the world felt distant and she felt calm and rational.

The group of teens did not wander from their appointed adult after visiting Gringotts for correct currency and appointed funds from absent guardians. They were split up into groups, the girls going with Sarah, Mr. Granger and Mrs. Weasley and the boys went with Uncle Ted and Mr. Weasley. Hermione wished that it could have been more lighthearted like the years pervious.

However, Hermione was easily irked by the constant talk of the upcoming Quidditch World Cup. She couldn't understand what was so great about it. Another thing that she needed Athena for, to explain why everyone was so insistent upon the spectacle. It seemed to take a lifetime to get through the day of shopping.

***H***

The tension at the Weasley house was on its seventh day. It had been a week since McGonagall had gathered them together, gave them the good news and then vanished back through the fireplace. There'd been no word since about how Athena was doing or when she'd be making her appearance. Hermione was ready to cut someone and the top of her list was Bill Weasley.

He was the most convenient target of the day, yesterday it had been Draco because he'd been flirting with Ginny. Hermione didn't want mushy feelings around her at the moment. She was trying to be tough and hold it together. Today, Bill was busy trying to cheer up the horde of teens with Charlie's help. Both men had arrived during the past week and would be staying through the World Cup.

Normally Hermione would have been full of questions for the men. Charlie worked with dragons in Romania and had even took the crowd of his brothers friends with him to deliver a special breed of dragon native to the British Isles to the Welsh Sanctuary. The newly minted Lord Potter was more than happy to show them about the place.

The little dragon wasn't actually a dragon but of the same genus family. They were rare and the one Charlie had had been trafficked before getting rescued from an illegal dragon breeder. The creatures were no bigger than a hefty house cat when fully grown and ranged in a verity of colors.

The creatures had both feathery wings and scales. They were easily domesticated and had once been royal gifts to visiting dignitaries. Archie and Charlie called them wyverns. Hermione called them noisy and a menace because the little egg heavy queen in Charlie's crate was loud and was always making noise.

Bill Weasley had come straight from Egypt. He worked in tombs and the pyramids dealing with curses that were thousands of years old. She knew that the man had been Athena's friend once upon a time and that he'd been there when Athena had found out her true ancestry. That alone should have been Hermione's cue to be nicer and more sociable but it wasn't.

Nope, Hermione just wanted to either scream and run around the Burrow a few dozen times or take a dull fork and start stabbing people (Susan's threat was starting a trend). On some level that really did worry Hermione because there'd been way too much of the threatening to stab people over the summer.

Then Hermione realized that Athena probably had stabbed someone if those books in Digaon Alley had been correct. None of them mentioned Athena by name but she found references to Rigel and Emily Black and a group simply called 'Paladins'. It wasn't hard to guess that Athena had been with them and now, suddenly, knowing some of what Athena had probably gone through Hermione couldn't breathe properly.

She had to shove Ron out of the way as she raced for the upstairs bathroom and locked herself in. Hermione felt panicky, sweaty, chilled and was really struggling to catch her breath. She jumped when someone knocked on the door and ignored the person whilst glaring at the door. There was another round of knocking.

"Go away!" Hermione cried "I'll be out in a minute," she said a little more politely in case it'd been a Weasley parent checking on her.

Hermione froze when she heard the words "does this count as an opportunity to use the Myne Lure?" the words were said in Athena's voice "I hear nothing so I'm taking that as a yes."

Hermione nearly took the door off its hinges in her hurry to get the door open. There on the other side of the door was Athena. Taller than she had been the last time Hermione had seen her and still somewhat gangly, smiling at Hermione with a ropy scar near the corner of her mouth.

Hermione stared in awe of her girlfriend. Athena was wearing a shirt that had billowy sleeves and a deep red tight fitted vest. Her pants looked almost painted on and very soft. They ended just blow her knee were they met tall, dark leather boots. Hermione took this all in before she looked back up at the girl before her.

"Sorry I took so long," Athena said softly, reaching out almost reverently to ghost her fingertips over Hermione's cheek "I sort of took a wrong turn at Boston and wound up at the Second Uprising."

Hermione snorted "I need to buy you a fucking map then," she declared before she leapt on the girl and pour all her summer emotions into a soul affirming kiss. Her heart nearly pounding out of her chest as Athena held her tightly and kissed her back with the same commitment.

***H***

Hermione noticed the difference in Athena almost immediately. There was a slight limp in her left leg when she walked. Athena held herself differently. Upright and with her shoulders squared. There was a more noticeable Scottish burr to her words. Athena seemed older, as well, Hermione could even see that change in Athena's emerald eyes. They were harder and that playful light was dimmer than Hermione had ever seen it.

She took this all in while she watched Athena interacting with their friends. This was after a very long and somewhat heated snog there in front of the bathroom. When that had ended because of their need to breathe, the two girls were more than content to just hold each other. The new height difference was going to take some getting used to however.

Hermione watched silently as Athena showed them the tattoo on the side of her neck of three large golden crowns with blue diamonds at the center that were stacked in a pyramid formation. Athena explained that it was the royal crest of Camelot and marked her as a knight with its placement. She even explained the basics of how she'd gotten the new facial scar, just that she'd startled a boy and he'd accidently cut her. Hermione felt there was more to the story but she wasn't going to press at the moment.

Then Athena showed them the armor that she could call up, there were two styles and showed them the corresponding tattoos on her wrists. One a little statue of lite armor, sort of like how the knights from Monty Python's The Holy Grail were dressed; in chain mail and surcoats. The other was like the statue that Athena had been in all summer; plate armor. Both tattoos had appeared after her visit to the Lady of the Lady for her sword. Hermione snorted and shook her head at this. Athena looked over at her inquisitively.

"You finally got your sword," Hermione smiled amusedly "one that Aunt Andy nor Gran can take it away from you."

Athena just beamed and stuck her arm out to her side "nope," she shook her head as a sword appeared in her hand.

Hermione knew it to be a hand and a half broad sword. It had an astounding design. There were castles, mounted knights and dragons etched the length of the blade. The guard was little fists in gold with the handle wrapped in rich red leather. Even the pommel at the end was decorative. It was a miniature dragon wrapped around a lone tower with glowing emeralds for eyes.

"This is Excalibur," Athena said proudly, carefully holding it up by the blade so those gathered around her could see "my Excalibur. Ever since Sir Bedivere returned to the Lady of the Lake after King Arthur's death, it has been carried by the knights Lancelot. Every one carried the same blade but different motif."

Charlie Weasley raised an eyebrow at the girl "do you even know how to use that?"

Athena just smirked before tossing the sword up into the air, catching it gracefully by the handle and held to point steadily at Charlie's throat "I know how to use it very well, Mr. Weasley. I have the knowledge and knowhow of every knight that has ever come before me," she removed the sword and Charlie's shoulders sagged in relief. Athena made the sword vanish before saying "if you'd liked to match blades against I can conjure up some practice blades if you want…honor of a knight and all that."

Charlie shook his head and stuck his hands in his pockets "no thanks, dealing with dragons is dangerous enough as is."

"Wise man," his father chuckled and slapped him on the shoulder winking at the knight as he said "Athena is letting you off easy."

Athena just nodded and jumped a little when Luna reached out to touch the necklace that Athena was wearing. Hermione frowned at Athena's jumpiness, this wasn't the first time it'd happened. Then her frown deepened when she realized she hadn't noticed the necklace before. It looked Native American in origin and fit well with the golden chain that also hung there.

"I didn't mean to make you jump," Luna said apologetically almost pulling her hand away "you're necklace is just pretty."

Athena smiled kindheartedly and said softly "you can touch it, Luna, just give me a verbal warning next time you're reaching towards me."

"Where did you get it?" Susan asked, keeping Su Li and Neville at a distance so they didn't crowd Athena.

Athena sighed and her smile turned sad "from a very wise and loving woman who graciously allowed me to play her daughter. It was part of my cover story," Athena said before stepping back from Luna "sorry, Luna-love, just getting a bit close there."

Luna just smiled in her understanding way "it's alright," the girl shrugged "the nargles are quite pesky today."

Athena just nodded and looked to the watch that she always wore "I'm afraid that I'm going to have to steal Hermione for the rest of the afternoon," she said and surprising the gathered group, holding out her hand towards Hermione "I have something I want to show you. I promise that we'll be back by dinner."

"Where are you going?" Mr. Weasley asked as Hermione took Athena's hand without hesitation.

Athena gave a little sigh of relief when Hermione's hand found hers and she looked towards the curious Mr. Weasley "Dorcha Clagh Caisteal, in Northern Scotland," she said "to arrive by floo just call out Dark Stone Castle."

***H***

Ignoring anymore lingering questions, Athena led Hermione out of the Weasley's yard and to their apparition stop. Hermione squealed when Athena took her in her arms and apparated them away. She clung to Athena as they were squeezed through what felt like a small tube. They came out the other end standing on a cobbled driveway.

"Forgive me, little dove," Athena whispered "I should have warned you about apparating. I'm not sure that you've ever apparated before."

Hermione grunted and looked up at Athena "how are you able to do that?" she asked

Athena shrugged "I am of majority and was allowed to take the test at the ministry. I know how because a knight pervious to Rigel was very good at it. I have his knowledge of how to apparate. Seriously, don't put too much thought into it," Athena pleaded "just trying to explain it gives me a headache, dove, I can't imagine what it do to your head trying to understand it."

Hermione sighed, saying softly "I will have answers one day, Hammy. You've changed and I want to know why."

Athena looked away and shook her head "one day, someday," she promised and looked back "I want to tell you what I went through but it's raw and it hurts to try and talk about," Athena confessed "there's some of it that I'm scared to tell you because I'm afraid that you'll look at me differently…"Athena stopped speaking when her eyes started to water up, she hung her head "you're right, I have changed. I'm afraid that what I've become you'll hate."

Hermione snorted "only thing I hate right now is that you are too tall, honestly Athena, I could never hate you, silly hawk."

A startled look passed over Athena's features and Hermione swore she saw a flicker of understanding pass through Athena's eyes. Slowly the taller girl smiled "I bet you know how to say that in Welsh, don't you?"

"You mean gwalch gwirion?" Hermione asked, confused as to the reasoning for Athena's question "of course I know it, my mother's family are Welsh. You know that."

Athena nodded "I did," before sighing and looking towards the castle they were standing before "right, so, this is Dorcha Clagh," the words rolled easily off her tongue and there was pride in her voice "this was once and will be again, the seat of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black, once Clan Black. We tend to yo-yo between the north and the south," Athena chuckled and looked back to Hermione, holding out her hand once more "would you like to see our future home?"

Oh…yes…I don't own Harry Potter or Warehouse 13…also Orlando Bloom did an awesome job as Balian in Kingdom of Heaven if you're interested