Legends of the Dragon King had once been passed down with smiles, laughs, and joy. Later, when they forgot the world of the Dragon King that still lived, reigning over his subjects, there was an epiphany. One which would give him a true heir while leaving behind this world, forgotten and forlorn. He took every spellbook, every magic tool, and even a few wrecked magic vehicles that remained, stored them in the by then evolving magical storage spaces. He used trunks, larger than mansions, to store most of them together. There were, however, a few things he had to have within easy reach.
The Dragon King remembered his brave, kind wife, that died eons ago, and he still had her summons. A few new summoning creatures were also created, but they did not have any keys. They were just spirits, not yet old enough to have their key. For all the keys that his wife had met, he stored them on a special keyring, one which a pocket and with the keys attached by chains. He remembered the similar devices call keychains and simply called them that.
He remembered the weapons of his sister in arms, the woman of armor, weapons, and scarlet hair. He believes her name had something to do with that scarlet word, as it was the color of her hair. The Dragon King knew that the old world was destined to die no matter how long he lived. He gathered everything that remained in one piece he could remember.
Then, he went before the seals, freeing the Dragon Gods, they took one look at him and fled. They had gone mad, sealed alone without another soul, desperate to contact their kind, so desperate they bred and fought the other dragon kind until only a few eggs remained of the four who were not children of the Fire Dragon God. Natsu fought for days to rescue the last of those eggs, placing them into stasis and placing them in Requip, which was a type of spacial magic he learned. He had learned many spatial magics, but he did not favor them as more than tools to keep his memories in. Once he contained the last egg that wasn't a fire dragon egg, the Fire Dragon God regained his sanity, but it was too late. The Dragon King did not trust him or his children not to return to the madness.
The exhausted, weary of life Dragon King was torn apart, eaten alive as he willed the One Magic to give him another chance at being a hero, knowing there would be a time when a hero was all that the world would need. As his body dissolved, it absorbed more Fire Dragon Magic, sustaining the Requip magic attached to his magic core as his soul was placed aside by the remaining gods to be argued over. In the end, they decided to let the next life merge all parts of the Dragon King.
Before he was the Dragon King, he has once been the Demon king, ravaging the lands, destroying life just to have something to do, as he had not felt alive. As a demon, he did not require food, yet he ate corpses. He did not require children, though he was enraptured every time he saw one. He did not require a mate, and only spared the women who desperately fought to save their children.
The Demon King was only existing because his once human brother, the Spriggan King, had chosen to give up his mortality to resurrect his Mage-Child brother. He failed and the Dark Arts used shredded the edges of the Mage-Child's soul, somehow still tied to his body. The ritual worked horribly, turning him into a monster, making him forget human kindness due to the way his soul was warped and twisted and the way it snagged because of the Dark Arts.
The Demon King was the strongest of his kind, even stronger than natural-born demons, who were only a race that sought to live on their own. The Demon King knew that the Dark Arts whispered for him to kill his brother. His Spriggan King was the reason thousands died, the reason women were brutally killed by the hands of dozens of Demons. All of those were the Demon King's siblings, in a way, but the Demon King was the strongest. He was born to kill his creator according to the dark magic instilled inside him.
The Demon King had decided to give his brother time to live on a whim, had himself sealed by his brother upon agreement. He once again became the Mage-Child, which had died at the talons of a territorial dragon.
The humanity of the child body that remained was renewed but tainted. The Mage-Child had been remade. Innocence was partially restored in a way that should not have been. Mage-Child was full of curiosity, but the instincts and the memories of what he once was had been tainted. The Fire Dragon king agreed to raise him, only having a fraction of his soul left in him. He gave that remainder to the child to remind him of what it meant to be alive. But that caused him to become a Dragon Slayer.
He wasn't yet Dragon King until he defeated the last Dragon King before him in combat, his allies declaring him their Dragon Slayer leader. He had been throned by the dying Dragon King before him.
Yet here he was, feeling the fire in his soul roar back to life as he remembered the legends that nobody could remember. Felt the good wishes of ages and millennia of worshipers sending his soul strength as for this very moment his soul awakens.
He had not been reborn, oh no, that was done twelve years ago. Today his soul remembered, it watched memories of a small red-haired girl, "Her name is Ginny." The forgotten voice of Aquarius speaks to him telepathically. He opens his eyes, standing despite the basilisk venom, he sees his slain trophy, he sees his current self's friend, and he sees the shade attached to the book that is killing his friend.
A hollow roar fills his soul as he inhales, preparing to utterly destroy the shade. "Burn the book, Natsu." Aquarius tells him, and he makes his way toward it, knowing that it is likely something she has watched or known about. He bakes it, roasting it until nothing is left, not even ashes. The malicious shade doesn't even have time to react before he no longer exists. The being that remains standing rumbles with pride.
It started to sort itself out, feeling piece after piece of its soul fit into broken slots. He realizes he is being combined from all his aspects. Dragon, Mage, Demon, and Wizard are slowly becoming one person that will have the best of each of them to make them a hero. It takes him a moment to realize the fang is still in his arm, but he turns to look at the girl as she hugs him tightly as she tugs it out.
He feels himself snap back into reality as he gently lifts her, tucking her against one side while having his right arm wrapped around her and his hand supports her weight under a knee. She is tired, he knows, but he needs to get them out of here, asap. He quickly prepares to make his way back, allowing the fire-bird to return the hat to the old fool. He takes the sword in his hand, and he travels casually toward the cave-in, knowing this is where his other ally is at, "Ron Weasley, her brother." Aries speaks softly, knowing he can hear her even as she waits to be of service once more.
"Have you guys been watching me again?" He asks them.
He hears Virgo happily answer. "I await punishment." He pauses, remembering the block through the tunnel, if he was right Virgo could get rid of those or something.
"Virgo, can you deal with a collapsed tunnel and destroy the rocks like they are a rock slide?" He asks her softly, ignoring the many skeletons of various animals and magical creatures scattered around the passages.
"Yes Master, I will self summon when you ask me to." She tells him softly, and he nods, knowing they are watching him somehow despite him being underground. It takes a few minutes for the two of them to arrive before he pauses, seeing a slight hole.
"What's my name again?" He asks the spirits.
"Harry James Potter is your name, Master." Virgo dutifully answers him before preparing.
Harry puts the sword through the edge of the wall, a few feet away. "Ron, I want both you and the fool to stand back." Ginny perks up as she is gently set against the wall.
"Harry! How is Ginny?! Is she alive?!" The desperate voice of her brother has her bursting into tears, she gives him a feeble whimper.
"She's fine, I never wanted you in danger, and I knew you would follow, so I didn't mention her." Harry tells them mysteriously, remembering the ritual he designed to summon Virgo without her key.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asks, obviously worried.
"I had been sneaking into the restricted section, Ron. I already used it once, but it is usually a power costly spell. I've learned to maintain it for hours." Ginny stares at him, somewhat worried.
"If it will help, go ahead!" Ron orders him and Harry looks at Ginny, she mutely nods to him.
"Wait, that won't be dangerous, will it?" A worried voice asks from the other side.
"No, fool, it won't. [Lady of Maid Service and the Earth, I call upon thee, Lady Virgo!]" Virgo appears in a summoning circle before she looks at the earth.
"Master Harry, did you do this?" She asks him in an amused voice.
"Yeah, can you clear it, Lady Virgo?" He asks her politely, knowing he needs to treat her with respect.
"Of course, it will be easy." Virgo blurs as huge bangs are heard. Ginny watches in shock as large boulders vanish before her eyes. A few moments later she comes across Ron and ignores him in favor of destroying the boulders. "Do you need further assistance, Master Harry?" She asks him with a concerned stare at Ginny.
"Yes, this is Ginny, she is a good friend of mine, Lady Virgo. Can you go ahead and get her out of here?" He asks before she hums thoughtfully.
"My seismic sensory says a large lawn is above us, May I dig my way up, avoiding other passages, and come back for each of you?" She asks him politely giving him an attentive look.
"Sure, but if that is the case, take Ron first, have him guard the hole above, and help tend to Ginny to make sure she is stable." Harry orders her, knowing that she cares about him deeply.
"What about your bite?" Ginny asks him, tears in her eyes.
"I summoned Virgo, she was dispelled by Tom, so I couldn't summon her again until he was gone. She gave me an antidote that negates most of it before I entered the final room. I'll be fine, but there might be reactions to the antidote." She slumps further against the wall, and Harry moves to catch her as she collapses to her knees, crying with relief.
Harry sees Virgo summon a blanket from her home dimension that she wraps Ginny in, comforting her. Virgo starts whispering softly next to her ear and Fool clears his throat. "Do they need privacy?" He asks before Harry whirls toward him.
"Yeah." Ron says with flushing cheeks.
"No!" Harry whispers venomously at them, startling both of them. Ron looks at him, worried and slightly upset.
"Don't eavesdrop!" Ron growls at him in a warning.
Harry pinches his ear, using it to wiggle his head. "There was a basilisk with a head taller than I am, what if there are other dangers? We don't know what is down here!" The other two realize he is right and quickly begins looking around for other signs.
"We need an elf!" Lockhart whispers before a deafening crack is heard.
"Tinky is a Hoggywarts elf, Tinky thinks we are in the sewers." She speaks to Fool.
"I need you to take Ginny to the Hospital ward." Harry orders her sternly, she nods, taking Ginny and her blanket, before pausing at the sight of Virgo whispering next to her.
"Lady Virgo?" Tinky asks her, causing her to smile gently at the elf.
"Yes, little one?" She greets her before Tinky blushes.
"Tinky needs to take Miss Ginny to the Hospital Ward." She tells her with awe in her tone, even as she tries to hide it.
"Will you take me as well?" Virgo asks her.
"Tinky needs four more elves!" Tinky says before they appear in the tunnel, patiently awaiting orders.
One gasps, hurrying over to Harry to look at his wound. "We all need to go to the Hospital ward." Harry informs them curtly. They each grab a person before popping them in sync. Each one of them arrives in front of a different bed. Harry neatly lands next to his bed before pulling the curtain, Virgo walks in, a medical kit already in hand.
"Lay down, strip off your shirt." Virgo orders him and watches as he complies. His toned muscles have already returned over his entire body, that was probably why his whole body burst into pain when he was bitten. A few minutes later Madam Poppy strides into his curtained area, she looks over the neat bandages and the worried summons before she comes over.
"Do you mind if I cast Diagnostics?" She asks Virgo as politely as she can with her shock overseeing a maid taking care of Harry.
"Go right ahead. I'm just making sure the antidote for Basilisk Venom doesn't do anything extra." Madam Poppy stares at her for several moments until Virgo turns to glance at her.
"My apologies, I've never heard of there being an antidote." She tells her, Virgo's eyes narrow at her watching calmly as she points her wand at her. "Now why don't you tell me what you gave him?" Madam Poppy asks in a stern tone before chains appear. Madam Poppy squeaks as her arms are forced against her side by the dozens of chains binding her.
Dumbledore peers inside, seeing Poppy tied up, and frowns, wondering why she has been bound. "Virgo, down." Harry orders her, causing her to sit down on the floor as she continues to glare at Poppy.
"You will not threaten Master Harry." Virgo said to Poppy venomously. Dumbledore steps into the curtains, gaining Virgo's attention for a brief moment.
"There is no such thing as an Antidote for Basilisk Venom!" Poppy yells at her, struggling to lift her wand to protect Harry.
"Ah, but you forget something." Dumbledore tells her, gently stepping forward until he is in Poppy's sight. "Phoenix tears are able to purify anything." Poppy pauses, thinking about it briefly.
"To purify him, it usually binds the magic of whatever he has injested, through wound or mouth, into his body system." Virgo says, knowing about the Phoenix Celestial Spirit.
"Oh…" Poppy says briefly. "I thought you had poisoned him." She admits softly, feeling slightly guilty, though she feels relief as the chains vanish.
"You are forgiven this time, Miss Poppy. Please ask for an explanation next time before reacting." Virgo states her expectation plainly before stepping back and watching her use her magic to get information on Harry's wellbeing. Virgo watches attentively, ignoring the questioning gaze from Dumbledore until he turns toward Harry.
"Mister Potter, can you tell me more about the summoning method you used?" Harry turns his attention toward him, hesitating for a few moments.
"I suggest giving him a Southern Cross similar to Crux." Virgo informs him politely, knowing that Dumbledore will likely not be told everything.
"Would it be in the trunk?" Harry asks her, trying to remember if there are any more in there.
"Correct, Master Harry." Virgo tells him fondly, knowing he is likely grateful to have advice on who to give him. Harry sits up, focusing for a moment before allowing a trunk to clatter to the floor. Dumbledore frowns as he senses Harry's magic drop a little.
"I wasn't sure I'd be able to use requip to properly store it." Harry says, gulping in air for a few moments as relief overflows his system. He has never directed that much magic in this life before. Then he focuses again, pulling out his Mate's key ring and then pulling out an iron key from the pouch. He unlocks the trunk, revealing several stacks of hundreds of keys. Some have similar designs, indicating they are different versions of the same spirit. Virgo quickly lifts a key out before handing it to Dumbledore.
"This trunk, and the keyring of my former Mistress, were stored inside a rune of the Book. Unfortunately Crux has the book and is no longer willing to part from it due to his many memories of the Celestial Princess." She digs further through the trunk, finding a second version of the same key to hand to Madam Poppy.
"Hold on, is that the best Celestial Spirit for a medic?" Harry asks in confusion, obviously aware of the numerous different magic types different spirits have held.
"It is the best to learn of the modern medicine and to allow her to review books from the Celestial Library on Healing Magic." Virgo answers his question. Dumbledore is curiously observing their conversation, as Madam Poppy looks eager for new medical information.
"To summon their spirits the first time, you must open the gate of the Southern Cross." Virgo tells them cryptically.
"Open, Gate of the Southern Cross." Dumbledore says before twisting his key. A large magic circle is seen, startling them until a familiar shaped, rose-hued, cross-headed man appears. Virgo twitches as she realizes he is snoring.
"The books are on fire." Virgo says cheerfully for some reason. The man starts hovering, waking up instantly in preparation to douse a fire. Before he can fully cast the spell he hears Harry giggling somewhat. He pauses, glancing around before sensing his key.
"Have we been summoned?" The older spirit asks warily before spotting Dumbledore holding his key. "Ah, so you are my summoner. Are you ready to form a contract?" Harry makes a noise of confusion.
"Virgo, we did not make a contract!" Harry says with some panic in his voice, "Are there any Celestial Spirit Laws about that?" He asks with great worry.
"Master Harry, it is fine. You are young and have more need for a caretaker, which I am happy to be able to help." She tells him with a fond grin that suddenly fills with mischief, "Now if only you'd agree to get a proper wardrobe." Harry freezes, sensing that he is in danger of some sort of shopping spree.
"I'd rather wear something you make or design. I think a few of the wizards in Slytherin know more about modern wizard clothes. Also, I don't know if I'd be able to wear more than boxers, shirt, bottoms, socks and shoes when in the muggle world." She nods with understanding before the Southern Cross clears his throat, he begins hovering in the air patiently.
"What do you know about Celestial Spirits?" He asks them, slowly realizing that none of them are proper Celestial Spirit Mages.
"Only that they can be summoned. My student had summoned Lady Virgo and I asked for more information on the summons. Virgo suggested offering you to me." The spirit turns toward Harry as he fidgets.
"I suppose there is some kind of contract for services and happenings along with how often, how long, and what they can be counted as services and events. If magic is involved then it is possible that breaking the contract dissolves ownership of the key."