Just wanted to point out, I don't own the characters of this story. There may be one or two OC's, but that's about it. If you see anything in this that you think is from another fanfic then it's by complete accident. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling (sadly). Also wanted to say that all reviews are welcome, but if you have a problem with something in the story try to keep it to something constructive so that maybe I can change/fix it. Thanks and I hope you enjoy the fanfic. Rating is just in case.

Parseltongue

-Thoughts-

Stars of Avalon

Where there is darkness, there must also be light. Where there is light, there must also be darkness. But where there is so much darkness that light is swallowed…that is where a star is born.

Chapter 2 - Down to Business

When he woke up, it was in a dark room. That in and of itself wasn't that concerning, but, the fact that it wasn't to the uncomfortable ground that decorated his cupboard floor, was. As usual, when he woke up, he was completely healed. Not only that, but he was actually comfortable on whatever he was sitting on. He was slightly nervous because the last thing he remembered was passing out from the beating he was receiving. He slowly sat up taking in his surroundings, cautious of anything that might try to hurt him. What he came to find was large round eyes in his face.

"AHHHHH!" In the process of trying to get away Harry accidentally fell off the bed.

"Ooouuucchhh! What are you?!" When he saw it wasn't getting closer he decided to get a good look while still hiding behind the bed where he fell.

"I's being Tizzy Young Masters house elf." The thing now said to be a house elf was positively vibrating where they stood.

Harry, realizing he was in no danger, stood up fully, "But what's a house elf?"

"A house elf is being servants to witches and wizards." Said Tizzy

At this point Harry is thoroughly confused about what's going on, "I thought magic wasn't real?"

Deciding to voice his concern, he got his question answered in the most straightforward way that only a house elf could deliver.

"Of course there's is magics! You's is a wizard, Young Master! Magics is what brought you's here!" Tizzy said while hopping from one foot to the other, looking quite hilarious because of its flapping ears.

While trying to process what was said, "Let me see if I understand this. You're saying that magic?…brought me?...here?" He stopped at each word where Tizzy would nod their head to the questions.

"So I can do magic?!" Now that he understood what was going on he was getting really excited.

"Hey, Tizzy. Where are we?" Now that he got a good look around the room he could tell it was spacious and everything in it looked expensive.

"We are in Young Master's Potter Manor."

And all that understanding went out the window. Harry completely blanked for a whole minute.

"I have a Manor?" After all that, it was the only thing he could think about now. The thought of having his own house was awe inspiring, but this wasn't a house. It was even bigger! He just had to go explore and said as much to Tizzy.

"Before that, Young Master needs to have breakfasts." Tilly stopped him before he could go explore the manor.

"I can have breakfast?" Years of being starved made this moment feel like heaven to Harry.

"Well of course, how would Young Master be Lord of House if he was not's strong?" The way Tilly said it made Harry feel foolish because it made perfect sense. He was free from the Dursleys as long as no one found him, so he could do anything he wanted. Well, except for touring the manor apparently.

Once breakfast was over, Tilly finally showed Harry around the manor. The first thing he was shown was the Lord's study. He was mainly shown this because since he was not only a blood member, but also Heir Potter, he had access to it and would most likely do his work in this room. He was shown all the living quarters, living rooms, and guest rooms. Harry took this all in with zeal. So excited to finally have a place to call home, he didn't even care about the size. "This place could fit so many people! And it's mine!" was one of his main thoughts during the tour. When he was brought to a painting of a cerberus he was slightly confused. Tilly seemed to read his mind and explained where they were.

"We's are currently in front of the the entrance to the Potter Manors ward room. You's are able to change, add, or get gone the wards of the Potter Manor from this location and this location only."

"What are wards? And how do I do all that stuff to them?" Harry had to admit that have that kind of power would be interesting to have and wanted to see if he could make his own wards, whatever they are.

"They is being magical protections of the properties of witches and wizards. I don't's have no idea how to do anything to wards because wards not set specially to elves don't's work on us, but I remember Old Master had many books's of wards and things like that." While Tilly didn't know how to change the wards it gave Harry the opportunity and opening for more questions that could hopefully get answered. And answered they were. Harry's questions ranged from if he would be able to make his own wards to if the little elf knew of any of the wards currently on the manor.

While Tizzy wasn't able answer many of his questions, he was able to answer his two bigger ones. "With practice, the Young Master could put wards up in seconds. While they can be hard, work will fix that. I don't know's many of the wards, but there's is many protections, but I do know one that slows time, very complex magic, but only to put on. It very easy to start, all you need's to do is go in ward room right here and say you want it's on, then Young Master must say how slow he wants time at. After that, your mind will age, but your body is to stay the same as outside. It is all very hard to understand, but it's is quite the magic!"

Harry was astounded! His ancestors were smart enough to bend time?! Now he had something to live up to. Now that he knew how to turn it on, he immediately went to go through the portrait, but remembered he didn't know how to get through. He sheepishly turned to Tizzy and got his answer of "Forever Guard", turned back to the portrait. With mighty barks and fearsome howls from the three heads, they moved with the portrait they were in to the side to show an human sized entrance. Harry took as large steps as his small body would allow and made it to the ward room in just a few seconds. He took one look around the room and could feel the massive amount of magic that was floating in the room and it was all centered on a shield sized sphere gem. He couldn't identify what it was, but it was almost so black as to make a void where it was. He walked up to it and touched it with his hand and instantly felt like something was looking into his very soul. The feeling made him feel fully exposed, but he couldn't move his hand. Just as quick as it started it ended and he could move once again, but when he pulled back there was knowledge in his head that wasn't there before. It told him exactly how to turn online or offline any of the wards currently locked in the wardstone.

Now that he knew exactly what to do, which was quite helpful, he put his hand back on the stone and spoke clearly, "Time Dome, I Harrison James Potter, rightful heir of the Potter line and future Lord of the House of Potter hereby order that you become active once more in service of the House of Potter. Slow time to that of three eighths of regulated time and see to it that you become inactive once the prescribed time is up. The prescribed time is set for six years of regulated time. So you shall be active for 15 years of unregulated time. Orders have been given, begin." A few seconds later Harry seemed to snap out of a trance and realized what and how he spoke. He didn't have much time to think though because there was a deep rumble and a tingle of magic went down his spin. This would be the beginning of a long and hard time for Harry, but some people say that some of the best things come out of hardship. Give it time and we shall see what will become of the boy wonder, will he break under the pressure or will he strive to become one of the best wizards seen since the time of the founders or even that of Merlin.