Harry groaned as he returned to consciousness, taking stock of the various aches and pains throughout his body. He struggled to move, but it felt like even his eyelids were made of lead, forcing them to remain closed as he fumbled around the bed he found himself in. Finally, with a herculean amount of effort, he managed to crack his eyes open and looked around, trying to take in his surroundings. He vaguely recognized the room as one in the Potter safe house, and wracked his memories for how he had gotten there. In a rush, he remembered everything, and groaned as his body complained once again at the pain wracking through it.

"Harry!"

Suddenly there was an increase in weight across his chest, and Harry allowed his eyes to close as he inhaled the familiar scent of vanilla, parchment, and blood.

"Hey, Sunshine," he rasped, smiling as a squeal pre-empted a second weight throwing itself on him, the cool texture of scales informing him that Bella had joined them as well.

"You're awake!" Bella shouted, tightening her hold around his neck as Daphne simply remained bent over him with her head buried in his chest.

"It's good to see you too, Bella," Harry replied, smiling softly as Bella bounced back to her feet.

"I have to tell Professor Minnie, and Newt, and Tina!" She shouted before sprinting out of the barren room hewn from the stone of the mountain, her little wings flapping behind her and occasionally picking her up off the ground for a moment at a time.

Once the door had closed behind her, Daphne finally moved, lifting herself into the bed beside him and grabbing his hands to guide them around her waist as she looked up at him with shining lavender eyes.

"How are you feeling?"

"Been better," Harry replied honestly, knowing she, more than anyone else, would never settle for his customary response of being fine. Noting the dissatisfied way her eyebrows scrunched together regardless, he continued. "I'm not sure if I hate myself more for picking a fight with the two most powerful men on the planet, or for knowing that I'd still do it again if I had to."

"Well, at least you're finally starting to acknowledge the absurdity of your little saving-people thing," Daphne remarked, burying her face back in his neck and rubbing her nose against his jugular.

"Then perhaps there is hope for him yet."

Looking up, Harry smiled as Minerva walked in, followed by Newt, Tina, and Bella.

"How're things?" He asked.

"The wizarding population is about as grateful for what you did as expected," Minerva replied, smiling softly as she came to a stop beside his bed and grabbed one of his hands softly. "Thankfully, Monsieur Delacour and his family have taken care of the relocation of the veelas, so we are no longer spending our days putting out fires."

"Literally, in some cases," Tina added, making her husband chuckle. "You had us rather worried when you arrived here, Mister Potter."

"I take it I have you two to thank for patching me up?" Harry asked, receiving nods of affirmation he continued. "How long have I been out?"

"About three weeks," Daphne said, raising her head from the crook of his neck to join the rest of them.

"You were dealt some rather nasty blows during that last scuffle, Harry," Newt informed him.

"That's nothing new," Harry replied dryly, a hint of bitterness colouring his tone.

"Maybe, but I doubt you've ever been so close to losing a limb." Raising an eyebrow, Harry's gaze followed where Newt was pointing to his exposed leg, where there was a large, star-shaped hunk of flesh carved out of his right thigh.

"Whatever spell it was that hit you immediately killed the flesh it came in contact with," Tina explained. "It's one thing to heal extraordinary wounds, but, even with magic, dead is still dead."

"The real problem was the fact that the necrosis seemed to be spreading from the point of impact," Newt added. "By the time we started removing it, we already had to cut through your femoral artery, at which point we had to resort to cauterizing the incision before getting to work healing it. Given time to recover, your movement shouldn't be hampered terribly, however, you are guaranteed to feel some amount of pain whenever you apply weight to the leg."

"I'm just grateful I still have a leg at all," Harry replied earnestly. "Thank you, both of you."

"Think nothing of it, dear," Tina said, waving her hand dismissively.

"As much as I'd like to let you get some more rest, Harry," Minerva said, "I think we should discuss what the Oracle told you."

Harry nodded, and looked down with a raised eyebrow when he felt a familiar weight settle on the bed beneath his hand and lifted it to find his sword resting next to him still wrapped in the plain leather he had been gifted by the Oracle. Once more, he could feel the phenomenal magic within the scabbard. The only thing that could compare to it was the ambient magic that swirled around Hogwarts, but he had never felt it concentrated in such a small space, let alone a single object.

"She said that I had been summoned by the Lady," he murmured.

"Do you think it's the same Lady that the elves were talking about?" Daphne asked.

"It would make more sense than there being two separate ones known to the elves and the Oracle," Bella surmised. "But we still don't know who she is or what she wants."

"Well, we know she wants to see me," Harry said. "I'm supposed to head west, where a giant trembles in the wind, and find the entrance to her land."

He felt Daphne tense up next to him, and turned to see a conflicted expression on her face. "I think it's time you heard those prophecies about yourself," she murmured.

"Daphne," he began, only to be interrupted as she forged on.

"I know you don't believe in them, but there might be a clue in them that can lead us to this Lady."

Harry considered her point for a minute before sighing in resignation. "Alright. Whoever this Lady is, she seems powerful and not someone to ignore. If you think this can help us find her, then let's do it."

Not wanting to move, Harry called Dobby and asked him to bring him the modified pensieve he had been working on, and within minutes, was watching a younger version of himself in the Chamber of Secrets stiffen and start reciting the first prophecy in an eerie voice.

"Two kings do wage war unending,

Through peace and time and death,

Secret battles unrelenting.

King of Black,

King of White,

Their fates held in sparkling Knight.

While Black is young and would see Knight slain,

Age and pride would make him pawn of White.

But, if Knight doth become King,

A return to Avalon he shall bring.

Together, boy and dragon both will grow,

To protect both world and treasure from seeds of pain,

That opposing forces attempt to sow.

Though control of both the treasure's gained,

Neither Man nor Living Soul can be aware.

For if his Heart he does question,

What once was balance will be despair.

Faith in what treasure's heart doth feel,

Neither myth nor mundane will deceive,

What time together rill reveal,

And no greater power does magic perceive.

Power to burn the world asunder,

Rests with she who holds the heart,

Of Hero, Monster, Friend of Thunder.

Though beast within creates the bond,

And to treasure's years it does restrain,

When time has come and deed is done,

In the end they begin again.

Man, Soul, and Heart as one,

To forevermore protect where it all begun."

"Well, that was interesting," Harry murmured as the image of himself faded from above the pensieve.

"Before you say anything," Daphne replied, "take a look at the other one first."

Harry nodded and once more watched the pensieve as this time a ghostly image of Professor Trelawney spoke to Daphne in a haunting tone not dissimilar to the one he had just heard himself using.

"Queen of White, Lady of Black, Heart of Knight. Over ocean and desert lead boy-turned-man toward birthright. Through fire and ice the Silver King will fight. Bone of father, flesh of faithful, blood of foe. Brought together in defence of Heart and Home. While Black sows sorrow from the shadows, White will blind all with his light. Queen of White, Lady of Black, Heart of Knight."

"I guess that explains what Riddle meant when he mentioned he had Barty Crouch to thank for his resurrection," Harry surmised.

"How do you figure?" Newt asked.

"Last year, we found out that Barty Crouch Jr. had faked his death and escaped Azkaban," Minerva explained. "He and Harry dueled before he got away. It's not terribly difficult to believe that Harry's blood was on him in some form, and if there was some form of ritual that could restore Riddle's body that involved the three ingredients mentioned, the only one that would have been an issue collecting would be the blood of an enemy."

"Which could explain why Harry was entered in that awful tournament," Daphne finished. "The entire thing was a massive security nightmare, not to mention Crouch seemed to have been trying to subtly help Harry with the tasks."

"So," Bella announced. "You, me, and Professor McGonagall need to guide Harry west over an ocean and a desert towards some sort of birthright that will make him a king."

"Hold on, young lady," Minerva said sternly. "What makes you think you are going anywhere?"

"Well, we already know that both prophecies are about Harry," Bella explained as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "Which means Headmaster Whiskers and Moldy-Shorts are the White and Black kings, while Harry's the knight. That means Daphne's his heart and treasure because she's the thing he cares most for in the world. You're obviously the White Queen, because you were Dumbledore's right hand for years, and I'm the Lady of Black, because the other me that Harry rescued me from was Tom's right hand as well, and were things different and I had gotten the chance to grow up the first time, I would be the head of the Black family instead of Sirius, since I'm technically older than him."

"I forget that you were at one point one of the most dangerous people in the world," Harry said, chuckling when Bella smiled innocently with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

"I'll remind you that it wasn't technically her that was the most dangerous witch in modern times," Daphne said. "You can't seriously be considering taking her along with us on a dangerous, intercontinental mission to meet some strange Lady, can you?"

"I'm more than capable of looking after myself," Bella retorted, and Harry noticed the shadow passing behind her eyes. "That woman was a monster and ruined my life, but it was still my body, mind, and magic that were being used – and aside from being shorter and having a really cool pair of wings and a tail, I still have most of that experience. I know about dark magic that only Dumbledore would know how to counter, and have over thirty years of Bellatrix Lestrange's battle experience in my brain. It's thanks to Harry that I can finally make choices for myself, and I'm choosing to accompany him, no matter what any of you say."

At that point, all eyes turned to Harry, who looked into Bella's eyes, shining with determination. The last thing he wanted to do was put her in danger, but he could hardly deny that what she had said was true. He may have taken away the experiences of watching her own body commit unending atrocities, but that information was still in Bella's mind, and he had already seen that she had retained much of her skill when it came to magic. In fact, attending school was pretty much a formality for her, and he knew she would be needing more advanced lessons just so she didn't die of boredom.

"Fine," he said with a long suffering sigh. "I guess we're headed west."

A/N: Would you look at that, I didn't actually abandon this story! I apologize for the long delay, but along with real life things getting in the way, I've been suffering from a huge lack of motivation, and when I was, I've been slowly working on my own original story on Wattpad. That being said, I'm going to try and make an effort to get back in the swing of things, though fair warning: that other story will probably take precedence, as I really want to be able to say that I've created something entirely my own.

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