This story operates under the idea that Harry was actually smart enough to bring his cloak with him the night the kids go to the Department of Mysteries. There will be no mention of the Hallows or Horcruxes beyond this point. Fawkes will make a singular appearance and will have almost nothing to do with Harry. The rest of Harry Potter's Cast of characters will not be making an appearance.

Harry Potter: An Eorzean Odyssey

The Night had gone from bad to worse. The death eaters had been herding them to this place a singular arch stood silently a veil of diaphanous black cloth billowing in an aethereal breeze. The fighting paused for a moment and impossibly his godfather had appeared with the rest of the order and the fight had seemed to turn in their favor but even that was short lived. Sirius fell back through the veil not emerging from the other side spurred Harry into action he made to dart forward only to grabbed by Remus Lupin who seemed intent on pulling him back from seeming oblivion the attempt though was thwarted. A cry of "Flipendo" from a giggling Bellatrix Lestrange hit Remus who had his arms around Harry sending them both through the veil after Sirius. Harry felt Remus' arms fall away as the blackness consumed him.

Harry opened his eyes and had no idea where he was, how long he had been there he looked around for Sirius and Remus, finding them both dead a few feet away broke him. He knelt and wept for he was well and truly alone. Then his adrenalin spent he leaned against a nearby rock face and as he was slipping in the realm of Morpheus, he heard a voice 'cover yourself young master. Hide young master evil stalks the land' blearily Harry took his cloak out of the pouch he had been carrying it in. Wrapping himself in the bliss of invisibility he gave into exhaustion to exhaustion.

How long he slept he did not know what he did know was that the area around him was filled with the screams of the dying he raised himself up slowly to take in his surroundings he could see an old man with a staff combatting what was quite honestly the largest dragon he had ever seen it was at least the 100 times bigger than the horntail and it was laying waste to everything Harry approached from behind he could see the old man was fighting to bring up a barrier between a group of people and the dragon. It looked like he almost had it as 12 symbols rose into the sky and a barrier formed around the dragon only for the old man's staff to shatter. "Fuck me that can't be good" Harry could not stop himself from saying it the old man started a bit and raised his broken staff causing wall of white to engulf everything but himself and Harry when the light receded, he saw the group below them was gone and a large phoenix appeared, one that he recognized "Fawkes what are you doing here, wherever here is? Can you get me home? Everyone must be worried"

"I was summoned here fledgling," The phoenix spoke in his mind "Bahamut, has been freed, the old man has struck a bargain and I must do as he bids." He felt the great birds claw touch his skin on his neck and felt a burning "Go now and do as you always have, stand and fight" was all that was said as the old man gestured toward Bahamut Fawkes nodded. The old man turned to Harry

"I am Louisoix Leveilleur and I do not know who you are or how you came to be here. If the phoenix chose to mark you as it has than you must be a good person." The old man said as he rested a gentle hand on Harry's shoulder "Knowing this I ask that you look after them. You don't yet know them but you will. Alphinaud and Alisaie are two young to understand. When they come tell them that I sacrificed myself to save those I could. The others will help you along, educating you on diverse topics."

The two beings one physical the other of fire and light shot off like a rocket impacting the dragon in the chest there was an explosion of light. When it cleared Harry found himself at the edge of the valley looking down at the devastation troops from both armies began taking stock and clearing their dead

"What do we have here?" A voice said from behind him causing him to spin wand raised and spell on his lips "You are here, yet you do not belong, A newly minted Archon, chosen by the phoenix no less. What a bother."

Harry noted the man was dressed in black leather robes of some type and had a red glowing mask covering his face. An aura of menace seemed to emanate off the man "What to do with you?"

"If this is your way of trying to intimidate me you are going to have to work on your routine some" Harry said quickly "I have met old women who are far scarier than you are."

"You certainly do have a mouth on you." The man growled out "Your name while you can still speak."

"Harry Potter, Bane of Dark Lords! Slayers of Giant Basilisks! savior of fair maidens! and Defeater of Souls Sucking Demons." Harry spats back at the man as he was angry. Angry that he got the Sirius and Remus killed, angry because he fell into the trap. Angry at Dumbledore for not telling him of the prophecy sooner "Now between you me and the valley behind me. I am having a long day, you are right I don't belong here, but here I am I have no idea what it means to be an archon here although I am well-read enough to be able to puzzle it out." In mid rant he snapped off a Reducto aimed at the guy's groin catching both himself and the guy off guard what was normally a fist sized spell suddenly became a Grapefruit sized spell. "As for what you will do about me. If your answer is anything other than nothing, we are going to have a problem. Nod if you understand."

Through the pain Lahabrea nodded "There will be a reckoning for this insult." He said as darkness shrouded him allowing a dignified retreat leaving Harry alone with his thoughts and stomach. He sat down on a boulder and tried to come to terms with the last day or so of his life he did not hear the footsteps come up behind him.

"Another Archon come from Sharlayan; it seems you arrived at the battle late friend." A light feminine voice caught him off guard he slowly turned and took her in from head to toe and stopped when he came to her ears and then forced himself not to stare. Looking away he blushed because she was perfect her eyes had a lively shine to them physically, she was gorgeous it was everything he could do to keep eye contact "Lookest thou like you have never seen one of my races. If an archon, you be how can this be? I would have your name stranger!"

"Harry Potter son of Lily and James Potter. You are indeed correct I have never seen one of your species before. Because I am not from this world but from another entirely." Harry turned his gaze back to the young woman "I don't know where here is and in coming here, I lost the only two parental figures I had, one died just before coming here and the other died in transit it would seem and then Bahamut destroyed their bodies." He started pacing his voice faltering "Master Louisoix summoned a phoenix or as the guy in black robes said the Phoenix, who I recognized from my world his name was Fawkes and he was the companion of the headmaster of my school. Fawkes marked me and Master Louisoix tasked me of looking after Alphinaud and Alisaie when they arrive. He also said that the others would see to my education on diverse subject. Now fair lady." Harry said walking up to the young woman who was six inches shorter than he was, He reached out taking her hand bowing and kissing her knuckles "Might I have your name?"

Y'shtola Rhul was not a stranger to men hitting on her. Indeed, even now she had more than a few suitors pursue her, none more relentless than Thancred. However, she thought Thancred's pursuit of her was a denial of his feelings for the young Minfilia. Now here was this young man who in short span of a sentence had completely shut her brain down. Not by trying to charm her so much as he respected her enough to remain in eye contact. "I am Y'shtola Rhul." She said pulling her hand away "That was an interesting greeting. I assume that is normal for where you come from. That you look me in the eyes and fight to not stare at my body speaks volumes of you." In truth she was fighting to keep her hands from instinctively running through his messy mane of hair.

"Depending on which part of society a person comes from it may be the norm." Harry again paused "Where I come from no it is not the norm. Where I attended school yes it would be considered the norm. as the school is a hundred years behind the times. However, I will be honest you are very beautiful and if by my actions endear myself to you those actions will be the least, I could do."

Y'shtola stared at the boy for moment having not expected an answer so succinct. "Is endearing yourself to me your goal. If so to what end? To bed and leave, or perhaps to tame and wed?

"My goal was to be polite in hopes you would think well of me and be inclined to be my friend." Harry said somewhat defensively. "I have had one date in my entire life and it was a disaster. I do not know what I am doing when it comes to ladies. Please forgive me if I offer offense that is not my intent at all."

Y'shtola smiled he was babbling now she took a finger and touched his lips, effectively silencing harry "You have not given offense. I sense this is the beginning." She paused and looked at the destruction and seemed to shrink in on herself "The destruction is likely to be wide spread. I am not sure what if anything can be done to alleviate the suffering that will follow. The grand companies…"

Harry interrupted her by taking her hand "Y'shtola before you embark on the journey of woe. Please keep in mind that know absolutely nothing about this world but I do know something about what it is to be a member of team. The biggest thing to remember is you are not alone. We may not be able to do anything at the moment. the moment is not forever my lady. Now let us go find your friends and see what we can do to help the world … Together"

Y'shtola looked down at the hand that held hers his touch felt like fire. Looking into his eyes was like staring into emerald flame.

Harry had let his grip on her hand relax and was going to let go when he felt her hand grasp his "Together!" She said feeling more confident now than she was feeling a moment ago.

"Tell me about your friends?" Harry asked "or at least tell me their names. And give a general description.

Y'shtola thought of who she should start with the other members were complex people it showed in their relationships with each other. Thinking back to what Harry had said of her late mentor. She steeled herself "Then let this be your first lesson There are five races that inhabit Hyur, Miqo'te, Elezen, Roegadyn, and Lallafell" she then went on to explain the differences in each race and then her companions.

"So Thancred is a bit of flirt, Minfilia is like everyone's little siter. Lyse has assumed her sisters Yda's identity. Papalymo used to be Yda's Partner. Urianger is your groups historian and researcher, Tataru is the glue that keeps you all functioning?" Harry scratched his head "Sounds like my friends only Ron could not flirt his way out of paper bag, Hermione is our ever-present font of book knowledge, Ginny is quick with her wand, Neville is nearly as strong as I am with his wand and in the arena of herbology he reigns supreme. You remind most of Luna and that is her eyes. She looked at the world differently. Believed in me when she had no reason believe in me. When the government called me a liar."

"Why would those who govern have reason to call you liar?" Y'shtola asked.

"That is long and involved story that has it beginning when I was a year and half old" Harry launched into his tale and was he told it occasionally Y'shtola would ask a question asking him to clarify something neither realizing how much time had passed so engrossed in the story of Harry's life they were both surprised when they were interrupted.

"Y'shtola why must you wound me so?" a voice broke them out of their own little world "I let you out of my sight for but a day and you replace me with a younger model" looking up Harry sees a tall blond-haired mail whose hair was as wild as Harry's own

"Thancred, I am gladdened that you made it through safely." Y'shtola said with a sigh "I have not replaced you, I would not even if I thought I could get away it. I will admit I found this young man on the cusp of the Carteneau flats. He was with Master Louisoix in the final moments."

"My name is Harry Potter; I am sorry for your loss." Harry began quietly hoping they would not get off on the wrong foot "Y'shtola was telling me about you. It is my hopes we can be friends!"

"Whatever she told you it was obviously lies" Thancred said mournfully "Well met Harry Potter I am Thancred Water. Any friend of Y'shtola is friend of mine."

"Thancred you now wound me my friend I would never lie nor embellish about your characteristics" Y'shtola laughed "I said though you were a flirt and your presence is somewhat flamboyant. You are one of the best men I know. Unfortunately, the younger model has caught my eye and captured my heart."

The surprise on Thancred's face was satisfying "Since I am now unavailable. Perhaps you might set your sights somewhere closer to home." She said before the air of the discussion turned "Minfilia does not blame you. She wants you brother as much as you want her. Now in the aftermath as we take stock. It is also time to seek happiness."

"That got intense quickly." Harry stammered "Y'shtola, about what you said"

"You are not unpleasant to look at but even I would need more than one day" She said quietly "Your words today did much to endear you to me as you hoped. This is only the beginning of a very beautiful friendship. "She gave him a warm hug and then walked a little further down the road Noticing Harry wilt caused Thancred to break down laughing.

"Don't look so glum at least you are in good company" the older man joked

"I don't know how things work here but back home when a girl says your friends that is usually means she is not interested in you." Harry said with a groan

"Harry, you do know that some of the best relations begin with those involved being best friends" Thancred said trying to get through to the young man "For instance while I flirt with Y'shtola I have no chance with her so it is harmless. Were that I were able to tell Minfilia how I feel."

"What is stopping you?" Harry asked Thancred "From what Y'shtola has told me she may well already love you. Take the chance trust me before it is gone."

Neither Men had seen Y'shtola return with Minfilia, Papalymo and Yda.

"That is easy for you to say you don't know, her father is dead because I could not save him."

"That is not true Thancred" Minfilia broke the silence "I know what my father did, what you have kept quiet all these years and what you have done to protect me" She stepped closer to him invading his space her blond hair braided into a ringlet that looked sort of like a crown "I Love you, tell me you don't return my affections and I will seek another but it is you I want to make a life with."

Harry looked at Thancred who had gone silent and stage whispered "I am pretty sure this is where you kiss her." When Thancred failed to move Harry slapped him upside the head "You were just telling me something about the best relationships beginning with those people being friend. If it were me and Y'shtola told me she wanted to make a life with me I would not be standing their looking stupid. If you aren't going to kiss her why don't the four of us give you two some privacy."

Y'shtola watched as the Minfilia and Thancred sat speaking in hushed tones then sharing gentle kisses and drawing comfort from one another she walked up to Harry "I heard everything. In time what we will have will be special." She said taking his hand and kissing it as he had done to hers "Just be patient I have limited experience this aspect of life. For now, let me introduce you to some other friends"

Harry nodded "I am Harry Potter. You would be Papalymo Totolymo and Yda Hext pleased to meet you.

"This is where you kiss her?" Yda gushed "That was so romantic!"

"Nauseating is what it was," Papalymo quipped "Good show though thought they would spend the next eon dancing around each other."

"They just reminded me of what my best friends Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger could be" Harry snorted "Assuming he ever grows up"

"From what Y'shtola has told us, you are a welcome addition to the Circle of Knowing" Yda said to Harry "You are cute in an underfed sort of way. If it does not work out with you and Y'shtola maybe we…"

Harry blushed and was just about to respond when a trio of soldiers approached "Archons thank the twelve you are all unharmed the Flame General, Admiral and Elder Seed Seer ask that you make all haste to Gridania for council"

"Saved by the soldiers" Harry muttered "Well as it seems you are being called to council my story can wait. Just know that I will do everything in my power to help on my magic I swear." There was a brief golden flash. "I will explain that and everything else that I know about being here after the council.