A/N: I must admit I really enjoyed writing this chapter...

Bond length

Month: 8

Week: 2

Day: 1

Stage: empathic turbulence

"Tuney?"

"Hello my sister... it's been a while"

"But... I don't understand..." Harry mumbled "your memory was wiped of all magical aspects. Kingsley did it himself!"

"What are you taking about Harry?" Patunia asked, her head cocked.

Before Harry could answer he felt a hand rest upon his shoulder. His mother gazing at him with eyes that read understanding. Without worlds Harry knew he would find out the answers sooner or later. "Never mind"

"I see married life is effecting you more then ever Harry" Patunia giggled

"I'm batrothed. Not married" Harry corrected.

"It's essentially the same thing"

"So what is this place?" Luna asked

"This place My princess, is the forest of the dead. It's the only place you can access her undetected"

"Access who?" Harry replied

"The only person that can help you now"

The dead tree to Harry's right, stretched by itself, he could see its grey branches reach higher and higher and it cascaded outwards until a brown wooded door appeared in its trunk.

Harry watched as his aunt knocked rhythmically on the oak. 3 quicks knocks followed by 3 slowed ones.

A powered blue star begun to glow bright and full on the door before a angelic voice spoke. Harry found the voice oddly calming and amazingly relaxing.

"Friend or foe?" It sung.

"Foe" Patunia replied

"Aunt Patunia! No!" Harry said, only to be have Luna's hand grab his. "Harry... when you think about it. Foe makes sense!"

"Why would a foe answer a foe?" Lily asked her son. "They would only be insuring there death"

"That's right sister dear!" Patunia replied "anyone who answers friend to this door, would find themselves not in the tree.. but apart of it. Now and forever"

As the door swung open Harry saw not cramped quarters but a regal entrance way. A wooden staircase descending down was pivotal to his frontal vision. A massive lit chandler provided the room with an abundant about of light. Portraits of ancient rulers decorated the purple walls.

Without hesitation Luna ran down the steps. She displayed neither fear nor stress. She was determined and relaxed.

"Luna!" Lily exclaimed

"Leave her; my sister. She has been here many times. In her dreams"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked

"Luna has informed you that she is half fae?"

"She has"

"Have you ever wondered who her mother is?"

"She said he mother died when she was very young..."

"Her mother didn't die... just her time in the wizarding world"

"Luna is the missing princess!" Lily exclaimed

"Yes. Once her mothers time was up in the wizarding world. She was transported back here...but once she was here... she couldn't leave the fae relem to collect her daughter. Luna had to come to her"

"She why didn't Luna come here?"

"Only a senior fae can open the realms between the worlds"

"Wait... what do you mean? Luna is the missing princess?"

"That's right Harry. She is the daughter to Queen Morgana"

Much like a puppy on his way to the shelter, Harry stopped dead in his tracks. Fear meddled deep in his eyes.

"Morgana? The Morgana?"

"Thats right" said a kind voice from the distance, her feminine tones echoing in a sing song pitch. "Morgana Le Fay, at your service" she replied, hand outstretched. Luna by her side. Harry observed that while yes, Luna's hair was very much her fathers, her facial features were definitely her mothers. Morgana wore brown wavy locks, while her daughters was straight and pale. Their contrasting colour were the only disingenuous features.

"But... you were banished" Harry replied, only to get slapped in the cheat by both his mother and his aunt.

Morgana simply giggled

"Who told you that?"

"Draco... my..."

"Yes, I am aware that Draco Malfoy is your mate Harry Potter. As you will find out Harry, all members of the Fae royal family process ...unique... abilities...I am also aware that his childhood tutor was the one that echoed that information into him - a tutor; I might add; that is a member of Celestia's inner circle"

"Why would a fae teach a wizard? We have no matters in that world" Patunia asked

"Because Celestia must've of known what i also knew..."

"Which is?"

"That the wizarding world would require my help and the only way to achieve that is through Draco and Harry's bonding. She was trying to soobatage your efforts to find me"

"But... I was lead here by my aunt. I didn't go looking for you"

"And that my dear, is the very reason why I restored your aunts memories"

"I knew erasing her memories was a bit extreme for a simple vampire attack" Lily replied

"What do you mean?"

"Dumbeldore was destroying the last chance you had of entering the Fae realm. The last chance you had of uniting with my mother... and that was by erasing your aunts memories of it"

"I must admit Harry, tracking your aunt down after the erasment was difficult. In the end I found her in Newzealand- training to be a childcare worker"

"Wait... what about Dudley?"

"Currently gaining his fae education at one of our regal schools"

"I can't imagine Dudley do well in academics" Harry mumbled only to once again get a whack on his shoulders by his mother.

"That is because he wasn't taught the fae way. A male fae must be taught through fae academia or he won't succeed"

"I succeeded..."

"After you left the muggle word and went to Hogwarts. Where, by law; they must include elements from ALL magical academics"

"Sorry..." Lily exclaimed "but can we get back to the manner at hand?"

"Ah. Yes. You would like the fae to align with the wizarding resistance in hope to defeat Dumbleodore & Voldemort?" Morgana replied

"Yes"

"A decision I can't make single handily. I don't not rule single handily, and therefore I cannot endanger my people single handily"

"That's a wise judgement call" Luna acknowledged

"A judgment you must obtain if you are to rule after me"

"We will meet at dawns first light"

It was a few hours later as the moon reached the very centre of the sky; midnight clearly displaying its presence. When Harry found himself in a massive park. The Stars above were multiplying by the hundreds every second, a warm breeze flowing past Harry's skin. Every time Harry was at the park in Privet Drive he felt alone. He felt scared. But... now he was at peace. A sense of honour flooding through him. Honour? Where did that come from?

"Harry?" A male voice asked

"Oh! Dudley!" Harry gazed at his cousin. To say that he was feminine looking was an understatement. In the 8 months Harry last saw him; Dudley has dropped half his body mass, his hair has grown to his shoulders and was now tied up with a black ribbon. His skin had bronzed and his eyes begun to sparkle. Tied to his hip was a broad sword.

"Enjoying the fae relem?" Harry asked

"Yeah, Yeah. I am actually. If you had told me a year ago that I was destined to be a fairy I would've of lost it... but... I like it. You know? It's like... they accept me? Like they are me... but they're not. You know?"

"Yeah. I understand. That's exactly how I felt when I first arrived at Hogwarts"

"Speaking of which... why aren't you there?"

"Oh... it's complicated"

"As it turns out Harry... I'm actually very good at listening. Listening and responding"

"Oh?"

"Yeah. They're going to train me in psychology."

"really? I never wouldn't figured"

"please tell me Harry. I want to help! After everything we've been through... I want to make right..."

"Well... you know how an evil wizards killed my parents?"

"Erm. No? Dad wouldn't let mum talk about anything from your world. Remember?"

"Oh. Right! Well... " and for the first time Harry bewildered his story onto his cousin. Something he thought he would never do. The calmness is Dudley's voice, simply created a report that Harry couldn't shake. He cousin truly had thrived in this realm

"you know prophecies don't actually exists right?" Dudley simply replied

"Excuse me?"

"The world is always changing. People! Harry! People are always changing, we are always learning, always evolving. Always exploring options that would not of considered months ago. Think about it... when that prophecy was made... while yes, it aligns with you... it doesn't mention Draco or your mum... or me... because these are factors that have changed! We are new paths! Paths no one could've seen"

"That's very deep Dudley!"

"I know"

"But... It doesn't really matter if the prophecy is real or not. Dumbledore believes in it...and that's all that matters"

"Does he?"

"Yes"

"Really? It sounds like this prophecy is simply a way to distract your world. Sooner or later someone would've killed Voldemort ... it sounds like Dumbleodore create this prophecy as a way to leave his son alone... you know... don't try and attack Voldemort ... this chosen infant will do it! I'll personally train him ... then when I feel he is ready... he will be the one to do it... so... don't you worry about doing it! In 17 years time this infant will do it!"

"It's a bit more complicated then that Dudley"

"It don't actually sound that complicated though..."

"Morgana..."

"...Queen" Dudley interrupted

"Huh?"

"Queen Morgana..."

"Sorry...Queen Morgana... said that the members of the royal family had unique gifts?"

"That's right..."

"So what does she have?"

"Come... I'll show you"

Dudley lead his cousin into a dark corridor, thousands of silver glowing dots decorated the wall. Runes carved into each of them.

"This one is about your world" Dudley said, pointing to a green dot. As Harry brushed over the dot, hundreds of scenerios begun to play.

In someone of them He saw himself and Draco as aged men, both of them were riding brooms. It seems that even in old age there competing spirit didn't diminish. An adult woman or man was calling them by there paternal titles. Some contained all four children, some only contains three. A handful contained two and a few contained only one.

Other senarios were not as carefree. Harry saw himself in too many pubs, his hair unbrushed and his clothes Unkept. Intoxication clearing displayed In his eyes. Too many people telling him to move on, that Draco had been dead long enough...

In others he saw the wizarding world completely expanding - taking over the muggle realm. Female Muggles being used as sex slaves, male muggles being tortured, muggle children being locked away... some being experimented on in hopes activating a dormant magical genes. It was horrible.

"Which one is which? Which one is going to happen?"

"None of them! All of them! Morgana see's all the possible outcomes for the future. The good and the bad. Which ever one happens depends on you. It depends on your actions and your choices."

Zues who has been asleep on Harry's biceps the last few hours finally spoke

"Holy fuck what was that?" Dudley roared

"It's just Zues" Harry replied as the snake continued.

"I would guess that the happily every after is the defeat of both your foe. Draco's death is a guarantee if one defeated and the status change is if both the oldman and the loony lives"

Greif struck Harry. Heart aching, soul reaching grief

"Its either Dumbleodore or Draco?"

"It appears that way" replied Zues

"I know Dumbeldore is questionable but I never thought we would have to kill him personally"

"Come harry..." Dudley said "its time for the meeting..."