Author's Note: Sorry for the delay again. It just getting harder to find time to type up the chapters. I'll try to keep updating each chapter at a steady rate, instead of complete random. Hope you enjoy!
Notation: /Thoughts/
^Phoenixus^ (Works like Parseltongue)
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King James and Queen Lily ran out the door of their chambers when they saw the young man collapse to the ground on the courtyard, who they suspected was Harry. As they ran through the halls they could hear the guards in the castle also running out to the courtyard to investigate when happened. They also heard they names being called asking where they were going, but they ignored them. By the time they made it outside, they could see a group of guards were already making their way to the mysterious arriver. However they were ahead of them by only a few seconds so they sprinted across the grounds and finally made it to Harry before the guards.
Queen Lily was on her knees nest to Harry the instant they were there, while King James was on the other side. When they first looked at him with his face in the ground and back to them, so they could easily tell that Harry looked like he went through Hell just before he arrived. The robes he wore were torn a some places, his long hair was a complete mess, and they could see blood coming out of large cuts and gashes everywhere on his body. King James slowly turned him over so they could get a better look at him. Queen Lily position herself behind Harry so when he was turned over, his head rested on her lap. Both of them were shocked, for them it was like looking like into a mirror of King James's younger self only with long hair. But Harry's face was so deadly pale it looked like he was dead, but the only sign that they had telling them that he was alive was the very slowly and shallow rise and fall of his chest. The blood from Harry now was starting to stain both of their robes, but neither of them cared at the moment.
"Your Majesty? What are you doing here? Get away from him, he could be an intruder!" Shouted one of the castle guards drawing his sword along with the others who were arriving also.
However both the King and Queen were ignoring the their guards request to move away from the stranger. Lily was at the moment checking on Harry's condition. She had to try a few times to find his pulse, and when she found it, it was barely there. She was getting really worried aside from barely finding his pulse, his breathing was still very shallow, more blood was continuing to come out, and his skin was very cold. She turned her attention to James who was watching her. "He's getting weaker. We need to get him a healer now!" She said fearfully.
"Alright." He replied comfortingly. The James looked up at one of the guards closest to him. "You get back to the castle and awaken the Healer." He ordered. However the guards were shocked that their King and Queen were helping the stranger.
"But your Majesty, you can be serious?" The guard retorted.
"Do it!" He ordered, but the guard still didn't move. "NOW!" He ordered again, this time letting his frustration and anger with the guard show. That got the guard moving instantly. He sprinted back to the castle to follow the King's orders. James turned his attention back to Lily, who still had Harry's head resting on her lap. "How is he?" He asked.
Lily used her ability of seeing people's auras on Harry. What she got was barely a glow, as she could faintly make it out. "I don't know. There's something else wrong with him, aside from the obvious injuries. There something else too, I don't know what though. I can see his aura is very weak almost none existent, and it's getting weaker. He's dying James." Lily answered, the fear was clearly showing in her eyes and voice.
"Come on, I'll carry him. We need to get him inside to the Healer to check him." James replied, and Lily nodded in agreement. Both continued to ignore the protest from the castle guards as James moved to Harry's side as he slipped his arms under Harry's body and carefully lifted him. Harry's wand fell out of his hand, but Lily picked it up. Seeing that they were ready both of them hurried back to the castle's Hospital wing. James was very careful when he was running through the castle carrying Harry, he wasn't sure if there were other injuries because if there were than he didn't want to aggravate them more. Just as they were nearing the entranceway to the Hospital wing, Lily quickly increased her pace to open the doors before James so he could just run pass without stopping.
The Elven Healer had just finished setting up her things, wondering why she was awakened at this hour of the night for. Since she wasn't told much by the guard that had rudely waken her up. At that moment King James and Queen Lily burst through the doors, the King carrying what appeared to be a male youth. She instantly saw that the he was bleeding as his clothing was strained with blood, and he looked a complete mess. She immediately let her Healer training take over.
"Good heavens! Quickly bring him here!" She ordered, pointing to a nearby bed. James moved swiftly over to the bed the Healer was pointing too. He gently laid Harry down, and he moved out of the way to stand next to Lily so the Healer could do her job. The Healer moved to inspect the young man's condition. But stopped for a second stopped when she saw his face. / What the?! He looks just like the James? / She quickly looked at him and then back at the young man in the bed. There was no denying it; the young boy in the bed definitely looked like the James, however she knew that the King had no children. But she pushed all this to the back of her mind to think about later. She placed her right hand on Harry's forehead not even noticing the scar and was shocked to feel his skin so cold, but she kept her hand there. While with her other she pulled out a green crystal shard that was about five inches long from her pouch, gently holding it holding it over him. She started to concentrate her magic though her right hand to check his physical condition, while slowly moving the crystal shard over his body to check for his magical condition.
James and Lily watched as the Healer did her work, hoping that she could save Harry. Everyone knew that Elves were the absolute best in Healing magic amongst other things, and if they couldn't save someone with it than there was very little hope. But they only got more worried when they saw her face contort to one of fear, as the crystal shard was pulsating madly. They knew that if the crystal was doing something like that, that meant there was definitely something wrong. The Elven Healer stopped suddenly breathing heavily, and they could tell she was afraid of something.
The Elven Healer had to stop suddenly when she discovered three things, all of which were very bad. The first two things was his life energy and magical energy both were dangerously low. But the last thing was what concerned her the most. She sensed the linger energy of a powerful curse that was on him which was still causing great pain to him. But not just one, she sensed several were on him and from what she could tell it was over a dozen at least. She quickly pulled out a small clear crystal sphere, and placed her right hand above Harry's chest. She closed her eyes and started softly chanting in Elvish. Slowly a black mist started seeping out of Harry's body from all over and made its way to the crystal sphere in her hand. It was a good five minutes later before the last of the black mist stopped coming out of Harry's body. She wanted to make absolutely certain there weren't any curses left in his body before she started to heal his wounds.
Once she was certain there were no curses left, she opened her eyes to see the once clear crystal sphere was completely filled with the dark black mist that she had ever seen in her life. She was also sweating a bit on her forehead from the concentration she had to do, to ensure that all of the curses in Harry's body were out. She set the crystal sphere down and started checking how his physical injuries were. But she wasn't getting really anywhere with Harry's robes still on. She turned to the King and Queen who were still there watching her. "James? Lily? Can you help me remove his robes and shirt so I can heal his wounds?" She asked.
They nodded and moved over to the other side of the bed to stay out of the Healer's way. They quickly but carefully removed Harry's outer robes and then his shirt. However as they unbuttoned the top part of his shirt all three stopped suddenly. They were all staring at a beautiful gold and silver chain necklace around his neck, but more at the gold and silver phoenix amulet resting on his chest shining brightly in the torch light. Lily unconsciously placed a hand over the phoenix amulet that was around her necklace under her robes. All three knew that only the Lily had the gold and silver phoenix amulet and they had seen it, so they knew what it looked like. Yet here was another one, though only James and Lily knew Harry was from another time they were still shocked to see he had the phoenix amulet. Only the two of them knew the secret to the phoenix amulet. However they were brought out of the thoughts when the Healer resumed takes Harry's shirt off, and they continued to help.
All three were shocked to see that Harry was so skinny and there were bruises and cuts all over him, most of the bleeding had stopped by than. James and Lily could only wonder what he must have been through before he somehow arrived. The Healer was confused at the state of the youth, as he looked no older than 15 or 16 years of age but from what she could tell he'd appeared to have been in a major battle for his life, judging by his injuries and the amount of dark curses he had on him. Once they were done James and Lily moved back and sat on the bed next to Harry's to watch, but still remaining out of the Healer's way. She grabbed a pink potion from a tray sitting next to her, as it was a potion that would help disinfect any open wounds. After opening the bottle, she poured a few drops of the pink liquid on to each of his open wounds. Normally the person would feel a slight burning sensation from it, but since Harry was completely out of it he didn't react at all. After corking the bottle, the Healer opened another pouch on her other side and pulled out a red spherical crystal ball about the size of a ping-pong ball. She set it in her left hand and raised her right over Harry's chest. Closing her eyes she started to concentrate again while whispering a healing spell. The tiny red crystal ball started to glow a gentle red and her hand also glowed yellow a bit. Slowly the two colors mended together and an orange glow appeared around Harry's entire body. His visible wounds started to disappear leaving only thin scars on where the cut used to be.
It was another 10 minutes before the Elven Healer stopped her healing treatment. Placing the red crystal ball back into her pouch. She waved her hand over Harry's body while whispering a cleansing spell, this one removing all the remaining blood and dirt that was on him. She pulled a blanket that was neatly folded at the foot of the bed over Harry and laid it on him to keep him warm as he slept. Taking a seat next to Harry's bed she relaxed taking a deep breath of let it out slowly. King James and Queen Lily took this as a sign that she was done and approached her.
"Arlia how is he?" Lily asked first, sitting on Harry's bedside taking his hand.
"I'll be perfectly honest with you, Lily. I'm surprised that he was even alive by the state you two brought him in here. I have never seen someone like that and still be alive. But I am happy to tell you, yes, he'll live." Arlia answered after staring at Harry for a moment, contemplating on how his initial condition was. James and Lily breathed a sigh of relief, after realizing they been holding their breath. Arlia always address the King and Queen by their first name, since they were good friends for a long time and they never like the formalities. She only called them by their title when in the presence of others. Finally her curiosity set in. "Um… Lily, may I ask? Who is this young boy?"
"His name's Harry, Harry Potter." Lily replied. "What was his condition like when we brought him in, Arlia?" Arlia hesitated before answering remembering what Harry's condition was like when they brought him in.
"Well… At first glimpse it looked like he was in a major battle, based on the injuries he had. He had multiply bruises and cuts all over his body and there was probably more a lot more that we didn't see. Thankfully there were no broken bones. He also lost some blood, but his body should be able to produce more to replace it in time. However his life energy and magical energy are extremely low, almost completely drained. How that happened I don't know. If it had been any lower he wouldn't be alive right now, but because it was so weak his blood flow was slowed down. It's probably because of that that he didn't bleed to death. I healed all of his wounds but there will be scars unfortunately. But he should make a full recovery in time I really don't know how long it will take though. There was only one thing that I couldn't heal. It's that scar on the center of his forehead, the one that's shaped like a lightning bolt. Other than that some rest and good food, a lot of it I might add is all he'll need." Arlia concluded. She sensed that it was an old scar and was probably with him for quite some time but couldn't understand why it didn't heal over like normal or even with her magic.
"Don't worry Arlia that scar will never heal properly. It will stay like that for probably the rest of his life. He's had it since he was year old." Lily said sadly, brushing some of Harry's lose hair away from his forehead getting a clear view of his scar. "What I don't understand is why he looks like you, James? Also how did he get here?" She asked, looking at them for an explanation. Lily and James looked at each other for a moment before answering.
"We can't tell you that right now Arlia. But don't worry we'll tell you in time, I want to make sure that Harry shows some progress in recovering. I hope you understand, Arlia?" Lily asked. Arlia wasn't offended at all; she trusted Lily and she knew that she would tell her in time. So she nodded caught James trying to stifle a yawn.
"I think both of you should get some sleep. It's really late. And don't worry about Harry, if anything happens I come and fetch you." Arlia suggested.
James and Lily knew that they could trust Arlia so they nodded and slowly made their way to the door. After leaving the Hospital wing they made their way to their bedchambers. Ignoring the questions the castle guards' questions. Once they were there, they changed into their sleep attire and fell asleep the moment they head hit the pillows. Meanwhile Arlia made one more check up to see how Harry was doing. Seeing that he was doing all right, Arlia left a special diamond shaped crystal on the table next to Harry's bed to monitor his physical and magical condition before turning in herself for a good night's rest or at least what was left of it.
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It had a week since Harry arrival in the Atlantis castle courtyard that night. Rumors had spread throughout the entire castle about Harry, ranging from him being a dark wizard to an assassin. Needless to say James and Lily did not like the direction the rumors were heading. However everyday both of them went to visit Harry in the Hospital wing to see how he was doing. Arlia was happy to report that he was recovering slowly but fine yet still hadn't awakened yet. She suspected that he should awake within a few days, since his life energy level was going up. James and Lily were glad to see that Harry was going to make it, but in the back of their minds they were unsure of how he would react to them. But every night they would visit, Lily would sit on one side of his bed holding his hand while James sat on the other.
One day James and Lily were having breakfast with the 12 council members. After it was finishing; one of the advisors cleared his throat to get the King and Queen's attention. "Excuse me, your Majesty, your Highness? But I was wondering what you plan on doing with that assassin in the Hospital wing?" He asked curiously. Both James and Lily was taking a sip from their respective goblets when they question was asked, and they almost gagged on it. After getting their breath back, they looked at the council. The council itself consisted of the Royal advisors and Atlantian Generals; all were of mix of normal and magic folk.
"We're going to do nothing, and he's not an assassin." Lily said firmly, putting emphasis on the 'not'. The council members were confused on why the Queen was defending him, as they didn't know anything about him.
"But your Highness, surely you can't be serious? We don't know anything about boy." he replied back, receiving nodding agreements from the rest of the members.
"I am very serious. And his name is…" Lily started but stopped when the door to the Hall were forced open banging against the wall. Arlia was standing there almost out of breath, as she appeared to have been running. James and Lily immediately stood up and instantly guessing the reason she was there, while the other members stared at her in confusion.
"Arlia! Is he?" Lily asked, hopefully.
"No, not yet. But… I don't know; you have to see this." Arlia replied running up to them and grabbing their arms. She practically dragged them out of the room, leaving the council members still sitting in their seats. They were about to follow before King James ordered them to stay where they were.
James and Lily couldn't understand anything that Arlia was saying as they ran through the castle. None of it was making any sense. They finally reached the Hospital wing and Arlia pushed the door open. She continued to drag them into the room until they finally stopped in front of Harry's bed. What James and Lily saw made their eyes almost pop out of their sockets.
Harry was lying in bed asleep, but there was a gentle white glow around him. Slowly a gentle song could be heard slowly filling the room. James, Lily and Arlia recognized the sound as the sounds a phoenix would make when it sings, but there was no phoenix anywhere. Slowly the white glow surrounding Harry intensified as the phoenix song also became clearer. James and Lily quickly realized that the phoenix song was coming from Harry somehow. The light around Harry completely obscured him from their vision; they had to shield their eyes until about a minute later it died done along with the phoenix song. When they were finally able to see Harry, they were more shocked than when they first came in the Hospital Wing.
There, lying before James, Lily, and Arlia was Harry, but he was different now. Where there was once long raven black hair, was now long shimmering silver hair and five golden colored lightning bolt shaped bangs hanging in front, two resting on each side of his face and one resting on his forehead. All they could do was stare in shock with their mouths open like fish at the suddenly change in Harry's appearance. James, Lily, and Arlia were brought out of their daze by a soft moan coming from Harry, as he slowly started moving his head. Instantly Lily moved to his side gently holding his hand as James stood behind her, while Arlia moved to the other side of the bed watching Harry's eyes slowly open. Lily quickly used her ability again as before and saw a gentle white glow around Harry representing his aura. It wasn't as bright and powerful like what she saw in her vision, but she could tell that it was the same one. Arlia quickly glanced at the monitoring crystal at the side of the bed, and saw that his physical and magical conditions were stabilizing even faster.
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Harry slowly felt himself awakening from his sleep. His entire body heavy sore and heavy, to him it felt like he played ten straight games of Quidditch or being trampled over be a herd of rampaging hippogriffs. He wasn't sure which one would be more accurate to the way he felt at the moment. / Where am I? What happened? / Suddenly the memories of him casting the Shield of Light, fighting the Death Eaters and Voldemort, and protecting Hermione quickly flashed before his eyes in instant replay. A thousand questions raced across through his mind. When he finally settled his mind down, he tried to get a sense of his location. He was in a soft bed and covered in a blanket, and his mind instantly shouted, 'Hospital wing'. He also slowly became aware of the presence of others around him, more precisely others watching him he guessed. / If I'm in the Hospital wing? Than I guess I survived the through the Shield of Light somehow and the fight with Voldemort. Wait… The last thing I remember was running in front of a bunch of Killing curses to protect Hermione. If I'm alive than that means… On no… That means I survived the Killing curse again, and not just one; it was a bunch of them this time. Just great… / Harry groaned to himself.
Harry became aware of a person suddenly sitting on the side of his bed, and taking a hold of his hand. The hand gently holding his was soft as, he could feel a gentle warmth from person it belonged to. He could tell whoever was watching him and holding his hand were waiting for him to open his eyes. Ever so slowly Harry's eyes opened. His vision was so blurry it reminded him of the when he used to have his glasses. He heard a person gasp at his side. Harry squinted his eyes to a pair of blurry figures at his side. Slowly his vision clearly and the two figures came into focus, and Harry was in for the shock of his life.
James, Lily, and Arlia waited patiently for Harry to open his eyes, when he finally did James and Lily smiled while Arlia gasped. She couldn't believe it, Harry already looked like James who was the King of Atlantis, but what shocked her the most was the color of his eyes. His eyes were exactly like Lily's, a beautiful emerald green that matched hers in very detail. The three saw Harry squint his eyes as he looked at James and Lily. Suddenly his eyes grew very wide.
Harry couldn't believe it; he was staring at a young woman probably around her mid-twenties, with red hair, and sparkling emerald green eyes. She was dressed in elaborate green colored robe that matched her eyes. He turned his eyes to the man behind her; he appeared to be about the same age as the woman only he looked like an older version of himself. He was dressed in a navy blue and white robes. Both of them were watching him intently and smiling, Harry than noticed that it was the woman who was holding his hand careful. Harry couldn't do anything else but stare. / Oh my God. I must be dead. I have to be if I staring at my… at my… my parents. / In a soft voice Harry finally spoke since waking up moments ago. He looked at the woman, "Mom?" than the man "Dad?" At this point Harry's mind was in overdrive and he fainted right back to sleep from shock. Harry didn't even notice that his hair had changed again and that people have seen it.
Arlia was completely speechless from what she just heard from Harry. / Did I just hear him say, 'Mom' and 'Dad'? What's going on here? Who is he? / Was all she could wonder, as she watched Harry faint and fall back to sleep from shock. She turned her attention back to James and Lily, who didn't seem as shocked about it as she was. "Okay? You two have some explaining to do? I know you said that you would tell me soon, but after hearing what he just called the two of you. I want to know now."
James and Lily looked at each other for a moment as if having a silent conversation. They turned back to Arlia who was waiting for a response. Lily spoke first.
"Your right, Arlia. We tell you tonight, when we tell the council members. Is that all right with you?" She asked. Arlia considered it for only a second and nodded. "We'll see you later tonight than in the Great Hall. Oh and one more thing. Can you bring that crystal ball that contains the dark curses you pulled out of Harry with you when you come?" Arlia was a little confused as to why Lily wanted her to bring that horrible thing, but nodded. James and Lily left the Hospital Wing a few minutes later, to talk to the council members about the meeting that they were going to have later that night.
It was right after dinner finished that Arlia came into the Great Hall where James, Lily, and the other council members were sitting. Arlia took a seat next to Lily at the large circular table that replaced the rectangular table that was there earlier.
"Alright everyone, I'm sure you all know that this meeting is about the young boy?" James asked aloud. He received nods from everyone. "As we said this morning he is not a spy nor an assassin. And his name is Harry." He stated in a firm tone, as he didn't want any argument about it.
"Than what is he?" asked one of the council members.
"I think all of you will be able to understand a bit better if Lily tell you how we know him." He turns to Lily to see if she's ready. She nods and waits for everyone attention to turn to her. Once she saw everyone was ready she started
"One week ago, I had a vision…" Lily explained about how the vision was different from all the others she had. She told them in this vision to see Harry entire life in it. She told them about the Dark Lord Voldemort, his parents being murdered, his life with the Dursleys, and his time at Hogwarts. She told everyone about what happened in each other that he has at Hogwarts since first year till fourth year. However she stopped when she came up to the third task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. With some encouragement from James she continued, telling them about Cedric's death, Voldemort's rebirth, and their duel. She told the council about Harry's condition when he left Hogwarts, about how he was depressed and blamed himself for the death of Cedric.
Lily left out some things like the phoenix amulet that she, James, and Arlia found on him or about what he called them earlier that day. Also about Harry's hair changing before their eyes and his current condition. James and Arlia silently decided that they wouldn't bring it up if Lily didn't, just to be safe. Of course Lily herself, didn't think it was important yet at least to mention that she thinks that somehow Harry is a Dragonian much less an Ancient Dragonian.
It was about three and a half hours later when Lily finally finished. Needless to see everyone was stunned at the story. All the council members knew of their Queen's visions and none of them argued that some of it might false, because everyone that she has made before came true. So why start doubting her ability now, after they listen to her tell them about Harry. They had all learned that the young boy, Harry Potter was actually from the future. Many couldn't believe such a life was possible for anyone, much less a young boy like Harry. Some was thoroughly disgusted when Lily told them about Harry's relatives the Dursleys, as they couldn't believe someone could treat a blood relative like that. Others felt sympathy and pity for Harry having to go through such a life, having to grow up at such a young age. But all were horrified learning about Lord Voldemort, who was out to kill everyone who was not magical or 'pureblood' and the fact that he was after Harry's life.
"I'm still confused on one thing though, your Highness." One of the council members spoke up. "What is he doing here, if he's from the future as you say it is?"
"We don't know, but I have a theory about what happened before he arrived." This time James spoke, after everyone turned their attention to him he continued. "I believe that this Voldemort probably attacked him or the school, Hogwarts. I think it's more likely he attacked the school to get to Harry, who probably helped defend it judging by his injuries and the amount of dark curses Arlia found on him. As for how and why he here in this time, we don't know." He finished. Everyone pondered for a moment till another council member spoke up again.
"What was his condition when he arrived?" he asked. This time Arlia stood up to address everyone. She gave them the same report that she gave James and Lily, that night. After hearing it, everyone was inclined to agree with King James' theory about the attack. One of the members asked if they could see the crystal ball the contained the dark curses. Arlia than understand why Lily asked her to bring it, she guessed that she knew they would want to see it. She cautiously opened her side pouch where it was placed and drew it out slowly. Once it was out of her pouch, she informed everyone that she was going to cast a levitation charm on it.
After casting it on the crystal ball, Arlia magically moved it to the center of the circular table where it stayed floating about a foot in the air. Everyone with the exception of James, Lily, and Arlia, tremble in fear a little just looking at it. Those who were able to do and sense magic sensed the awful power from it, while those who couldn't do magic were still able to fill the energy in the air surrounding it. Even with it in the center of table, which was about seven feet from where everyone was sitting, they still shivered. As they looked at it they could see a dark black mist contained with the tiny sphere, all could feel the pain and hatred from within it. "This is what was on him? I've never felt such power and hatred before. How could've he handle it?" One member said breaking the eerie silence.
"I really don't know. I'm confused myself about it. I didn't some studying on it over the pass few days. I've discovered this curse's sole purpose is to cause great unimaginable pain. It probably the Cruciatus Curse that Queen Lily told us about. But it like I said before, it wasn't just one I found, I counted 15 after I examined it." Arlia finished. All the members cringed at the idea of just having one, but they couldn't imagine what it was like with 15 and on a young boy no less.
"Okay. I think that's enough for tonight, everyone." James called out to the council members. "I hope that what you have learned tonight, will help you understand why Lily and I trust Harry and that he's not a threat." They all nodded and stood up to leave. "Oh one more thing." They turned around to see what he wanted to say. "I want all of you to talk to your men. I want those rumors flying about the castle about Harry to stop. He doesn't need rumors flying around about him, when he doesn't even know that he isn't even in his own time. Okay?" Everyone nodded in agreement and left to go to the own bedchambers.
As everyone slept, Harry was having an unusual dream. He was standing in an empty void; he was lost as to where he was. / Great! Now where in the world am I? First I wake up to see my parents, which means I'm dead and now I here. Wherever here is that is. / Just as he was about to talk another step a flash of light appeared before him, Harry had to cover his eyes to avoid being blinded. After the light dimmed he moved his hands away from his eyes to if there was anything there. Harry nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw the same silver and gold phoenix floating, as it appeared to be, in front of him with its wings spread out like it was flying even though it wasn't. Slowly the phoenix started to change and take a new form. / An animagus! / Harry quickly realized. Finally the animagus finished his transformation back to being human, Harry could tell that it was a male but the stranger kept his head down. But what made Harry's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets was that he had long silvery hair with what he could just barely make out gold lightning shaped bangs in the front. / What the bloody hell is going on? Why does this person look… look… / Finally it clicked as to why the person in front of him look like him, it was because it was him. Slowly the person raised his head, and emerald green eyes met emerald green eyes. Both of them just stared at each other for a while saying and doing absolutely nothing. Harry's 'other self' smiled and winked, before slowly disappearing. Harry was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that another person was standing not to far behind him.
"That's quite an impress form you have, young one." Said an old voice, startling Harry who spun around in a blink of an eye. Again Harry was stunned at what he saw. A old man with a long white beard and moustache that reached his just pass his waist, wearing sapphire blue robes, with sparkle blue eyes behind half-moon shaped glasses, and a long wooden staff was standing before him. The old man just smiled at Harry with his gentle twinkle in his eyes, altogether this old man Harry thought seriously reminded him of Dumbledore. But Harry knew that this man before him couldn't be Dumbledore it was impossible. Now that Harry was thinking about his Headmaster, his mind started really spinning. / No. He's not just Dumbledore or Albus anymore to me. He's… He's my grandfather. / He thought to himself, sadden at remembering how he reacted he looked down at the ground.
"Why do he look so sad, Harry?" The old man asked, seeing as that Harry was going to start a conversation. Harry snapped out of his thoughts and shaking his head remembering the old man was there.
"Sorry. I was just thinking about something." He replied.
"It's quite all right." The old man replied back with smile. Harry than realized that the old man knew his name, but he didn't know his.
"Excuse me, sir. But, who are you?" Harry asked. The old man chuckled merrily before answering.
"My name is not important right now Harry. But do not worry you'll find out very soon when I come to visit you. When I do, I'll explain everything to you and the others, alright?" He answered. Harry looked at stared at him, trying to see if he was hiding something or lying. He got nothing after a few minutes, as there was just something about him that made Harry trust him without a doubt like how he did with Albus. / I don't know why, but I trust him for some reason. I guess I have no other choice. /
"Alright I guess. And what do you mean 'others'?" Harry asked curiously.
"You'll see when you wake up. Which should be very soon, right about…" The old man looked up for a moment. "…now." Before Harry could respond he left the dream world leaving the old man still standing there. Once Harry was gone leaving the old man alone, he sighed before speaking to himself. "I'll be seeing you very soon young Harry. I hope I can help and explain what you are." He said quietly, before disappearing himself from the dream world.
Harry was suddenly aware of the pain in his body. He groaned when he tried to move his head to rest on its side, but stopped when a sharp pain spiked through his neck. He could hear the sounds of footsteps coming closer and eventually stop at his side. His eyes were so heavy he couldn't open them to see who it was. He felt a hand slid under his head and lift it slightly, and a cold metal placed at his mouth than he felt a liquid substance move up against his lips. Unsure of what it was he didn't drink it, even though he was thirsty.
"Go on and drink it, it's a pain relieving potion. It'll help." Said a softly encouraging female voice. Harry didn't know what to do but the pain running his body his mind kept screaming at him accept it, so he did. The cool liquid soothed his dry throat and the taste wasn't all that bad either, a nice mint taste. After draining it, the pain in his body slowly started to disappear. A few minutes later Harry barely felt the pain at all, and decided to try and open his eyes again to have a look around.
The first thing Harry saw was nothing but blurry shapes, until he blinked his eyes a few times than his vision cleared up. He saw he was in what appeared to be Hospital Wing of some kind. There were beds lined up against the wall on both sides of the large room, and there were large cabinets scattered throughout the room probably filled with potions, sheets, and stuff. He looked out an open window nearby and saw the sun shining brightly just over the horizon, he could just barely smell the lingering scent of morning dew which was now disappearing. He figured that it the time was somewhere between morning to midmorning right now. Harry heard the sounds of footsteps again and looked to see who it belonged to.
Harry saw a young woman probably mid-twenties to early thirties, he couldn't really tell. She looked about average height somewhere in the 5ft 6-8in range, with long dark brown hair that reached her waist tied in a braid, beautiful blue eyes, and in dark green robes. But what caught his attention wasn't all that, it was her ears. Harry could see instead of the traditional curved ears like any normal person would have, hers were pointed on the top. At first Harry was wondering if he was just seeing things, but after blinking a few times to see if her ears would change, they didn't so he only came to one conclusion. / She's an Elf. /
After coming up to Harry's bed again Arlia noticed he was staring at her, or more accurately her ears. She smiled at him seeing that his mind at least was all right to notice her ears right after waking up. Seeing that he wasn't going to say anything anytime soon Arlia decided to first than.
"Good morning there." Arlia said cheerfully. "You can stop starring at my ears. Yes, I am an Elf." She continued. She moved over to the stand next to Harry's bed and poured some water in a goblet for him.
"Sorry." Harry replied softly looking down at the bed sheets, in shame. Looking back up at her, he had to ask a question that has been nagging at him for a while. "Uh, this may sound like a stupid question. But. Am I dead?"
"No, you're not dead. You're very much alive, as I'm happy to tell you. Here drink this, it's water." She answered his question happily and handed him the goblet. Harry took it and slowly drank it, savoring the cool refreshing liquid running down his dry throat. After finishing it, he handed it back to her. She placed it next to the bed and turned back to him. "Seeing that your awake now, tell me how do you feel right now?"
"I feel dead tired. My body was kind of sore when I first woke earlier, until you gave me that potion. Thanks." Finally Harry curiosity kicked in. "Where am I? And not to be rude or anything, but who are you?"
"You're welcome. I suspected that you'll be sore probably for a little while longer maybe another day or two. You're in the Hospital Wing of the castle. As for my name, it's Arlia." Arlia answered. Just when Harry was about to ask what castle, Arlia spoke up again. "Relax for a bit, I going to get two people who've been waiting for you to wake up." She than turned around and exited the Hospital Wing before Harry could inquire who the two people were. So he relaxed back into bed, just thinking.
As Harry waited, he closed his eyes and his mind began to wonder. / How much stranger can things get? First I think I somehow survive another Killing Curse, than I wake up to see my parents, and than I see a duplicate of myself with the strange hair only to see that he's or I am animagus. A phoenix animagus with silver and gold feathers, that's supposed to be nothing but a myth. And finally I get a visitor in my dream, that looks remarkably like my grandfather, Albus Dumbledore. Things can't possibly get any stranger. / He paused for a moment remembering when he found out Dumbledore was actually a relative. / I still can't believe that he's my grandfather. / Harry continued this thought, recalling how he acted, and he felt shameful. Over reacting and blowing up at him and Sirius, true he admitted that he was angry for them not telling him sooner. But now that he thought about it, Harry was actually happy having another relative alive aside from the Dursleys. Harry was shaken out of his thoughts by the door to the Hospital Wing opening and three people walking in.
Harry opened his eyes only to see the same three people he had seen when he first woke up. He could do nothing but stare at them as they approached his bed. One woman that looked like his Mom, Lily sat down on the side of his bed, while the man who looked like his Dad, James stood behind her resting his hand on her shoulder. While Arlia went to the other side of Harry's bed, to watch them. Silence was present in the room, as neither party seemed ready to break the silence.
James and Lily couldn't believe how much Harry resembled them. He looked almost a copy of James only younger except with long hair just passing his shoulders that was silver and gold lightning bolt bangs instead of all black like before. But his eyes were what caught both of them off guard most of all, they were identical to Lily's, a beautiful emerald green. Finally the silence was broken when Harry spoke.
"Hello." Harry said in a shaky voice, unsure of what else to say. James and Lily both smiled.
"Hello there, Harry. It's good to see you're awake. I sure you have plenty of questions?" Lily replied, smiling.
"Uh. How do you know my name? And who are you?" Harry asked, again in a shaky voice.
"Well I know your name because I know who you are, Harry Potter. As for who I am. My name's Lily, and the man behind me is my husband James." Lily replied. At the mention of their names Harry bolted upright from his bed, completely ignoring the dull ache in his spine and startling everyone with his sudden movement. Harry just stared at Lily and James wide eyed. Sensing what Harry thought, Lily continued.
"I know what you're thinking. You think we're your parents, don't you?" She asked. Harry only nodded. "Well James and I aren't you're parents. I know we look a lot like them, but we aren't. Do you understand?" Lily asked softly, watching him carefully.
Harry didn't know what to think, here in front of him were two people who looked exactly like his parents in every detail minus the glasses on James, and yet they really weren't. A small part of Harry's mind was actually praying that they were his parents; it would have meant that he was finally with them. He would longer be alone. Harry wasn't sure what emotion he was feeling, he wasn't even aware that his eyes started to water and a tear was slowly inching down his cheek. Also he was unaware that he pulled his knees up his chest and was hugging them tightly rocking back and forth.
James, Lily, and Arlia saw the tear come out of his eye. They had a pretty good idea as to why he was starting to cry. Lily didn't know what to do, so she let instinct take over. She moved closer to Harry and wrapped her arm around his shoulder.
Harry tensed when he felt an arm around him; he wasn't sure what to do. After a few seconds he eased up a bit, as he felt nothing but warmth and caring from the person. Harry looked to his side to see it was Lily who was trying to comfort him. He turned his head back down resting it on his knees, trying to hide his sobbing.
Lily quickly realized the real reason as to why Harry was crying. / He was expecting to be dead. He's had such a hard and painful life he was really hoping to finally be with his parents. / Lily could feel nothing but sympathy for Harry. She slowly pulled Harry into a gentle hug in her arms. Harry didn't even bother to resist her hug, but he wasn't really returning it either. He wasn't sure what to do, but he could tell that Lily was only trying to make him feel better. Slowly Harry's arms circled around her waist returning the hug. Lily smiled as she ran her hand over Harry's head, whispered soothing words, and gently rocked Harry a bit like a small child. James and Arlia who were watching couldn't help but smile at seeing Harry accept Lily comfort, which told them that Harry was going to be all right.
After several minutes Harry sobbing subsided, and slowly moved out of Lily's embrace. He repositioned himself on the bed, suddenly missing the gentle warmth, which felt like something only a mother could give. He looked at Lily smiling back at him, but his eyes catch a damp spot on the shoulder part of her robes. "I'm sorry." He spoke quietly.
"Sorry about what?" Lily asked a little confused as to why Harry was apologizing.
"For your robes." He replied, pointing at the damp spot. Lily looked at where he was pointing and laughed a little. / He's so polite and worried about my clothes when he's the one who was injured and out for a week. It's amazing that he's like this after spending most his life with those awful Dursleys. / She thought to herself as she turned her attention back to Harry, who was keeping his head down in shame.
"Don't worry about it Harry. I don't care about the robes, right now my concern is you." Lily replied, gentle rubbing her hand on his back to show he did nothing wrong.
"Arlia, when do you think Harry will be able to leave the Hospital Wing?" James finally spoke up after a moment of silence. He knew from Lily that Harry always seemed to end up in the Hospital Wing back in his time, and figured that he didn't like being in theirs either for very long. Arlia quickly surveyed Harry and glancing at the monitoring crystal before answering.
"Well, I would be could leave right now. He'll be sore and tired for a bit, but it would probably be better if he does move around instead of sitting in a bed a day. But would him to stay at least one more night for observation, incase anything else…" She side glancing at his hair. "…happens." Arlia answered professionally.
James catching her side-glance and hidden message nodded in agreement. Than turned his attention to Harry. "Is that all right with you Harry?"
Harry, who didn't catch Arlia's hidden message, nodded his head in agreement. He was still oblivious to the fact that his hair had changed to its shimmering silver and gold lightning bolt bangs state. Finally Harry couldn't hold in a question that kept popping into his head.
"If you're not my parents, than where am I?" Harry asked, looking at Lily for a moment before turning to James and Arlia who were still watching them. They seemed hesitant on answering his question as he quickly picked up on it. The four of them were so busy thinking they didn't even notice the air behind them ripple like it would on a hot summer day. Slowly an old man appeared wearing light blue colored robes, holding a staff in his hand, with a long white beard reaching his waist, and wearing half-moon shaped glasses. He saw that none of the three adults were going to answer anytime soon, so he made his presence known.
"I believe I can answer that question." He spoke up. Everyone in the room seemed to have jumped two feet in the air, except for Harry who was sitting in bed only hopped, as he was still pretty weak.
"Who are you?!" James demanded, stepping in front of everyone positioning himself between them and the old man. He was waiting for the old man to do something that would give him a reason to call the guards.
"Do not worry, King James. I am not a threat to you nor anyone in this room." He replied smiling. After a few moments of silence James relaxed a little sensing that they were indeed in no danger.
"Why are you here?" James asked, moving along side Lily.
"I'm here to answer Harry's questions as to why he's here. Also the answers I give him will most likely answer you questions as well." He replied with smile, as his eyes sparkled playfully. The three adults eyed him warily; they could feel he was very powerful in magic and his face and eyes held great wisdom while at the same time the playful glint of a teenage. With that in his it really betrayed his old age. What none of them noticed except for the old man, that Harry was staring at James and Lily in shock.
"You're a King?" Harry finally sputtered out. James and Lily turned back to Harry not really looking him in the eye, but nodded anyway. Harry turned his eyes to Lily. "If he's a King and you're his wife. Than that makes you…"
"Yes. A Queen." Said Lily finishing his sentence. She slowly raised her gaze to him, wondering what his reaction would be. But all she got from Harry was a blank look.
Harry was at this moment lost in thought. He wasn't sure what to think now. Here were two people who looked exactly like his parents, and they just his luck they had to be Royalty. / A Queen, of all people I had to breakdown and cry on. It had to be a Queen. What do I do now? / He couldn't decide to whether angry at them for not telling him, or feel ashamed that he was in the presence of a King and Queen. He figured that being angry would probably not the best option. He looked up at everyone in the room. He was surrounded by the oddest combination he ever thought possible, but he remembered that in his life anything was possible. One there was James and Lily who both look like his parents and are King and Queen of whatever Kingdom or country he's in, an Elven Healer, and an old man that could be easily mistaken for Dumbledore. / Why not, certainly things can't get any weirder. Right? / He hoped. Than he figured that he shouldn't answer the question. Looking back at the old man, remember his dream.
"Wait a minute. I remember you, you were that old man in my dream that I had before I woke up." Harry remarked.
"Yes, that was I." He smiled.
"You meet him before?" Arlia asked. Harry nodded.
"Yeah in my dream just before I woke up early today." Harry replied, turning back to the old man. "You still haven't told me your name."
"Oh my. I thought I did tell you. See what happens when you reach my age. Well than, to answer your question my name is Galen." He chuckled with a twinkle in his eyes. Now Harry couldn't help be think that there was definitely a resemblance between him and his grandfather, Albus.
"Thank you, Galen." Harry smiled finally getting his name.
"Now Harry, I have to agree with Arlia here." Gesturing to her. "I think you should stay here in the Hospital Wing overnight, for observations. Just to make sure nothing else happens. So you should rest for the day, I explain everything most likely tomorrow when you've regain more strength." Galen suggested.
Harry was fighting himself whether to agree with Galen or not. Since he was rather tired and wasn't sure if he could take any more surprises in one day. Yet on the other hand he wanted some answers as to why he was there. But the rest and find out later option won out. So Harry nodded in agreement, and during that time Arlia had retrieved a sleeping potion for him. But something was on his mind about what they were talking about 'if anything else happens'.
"Um. If you don't mind me asking. What do you mean by 'if anything thing else happens'?" He asked. Galen just smiled. Harry turned his attention to James, Lily, and Arlia who were looking at him warily. Feeling like he's an animal on display behind a glass window in a zoo, he starts getting nervous. "Why are you all staring at me like that?"
"We aren't staring Harry or at least I'm not. Your change isn't something I haven't seen before. And might I say it is most becoming of you. I like it." commented Galen.
"What are you talking about?" asked Harry. The other three adults stared at Harry curiously. They all thought Harry was aware of his hair changing color. Finally Lily spoke first.
"Don't you know Harry?" she asked, eyeing his hair.
"Know about what?" Harry asked impatiently, waiting an answer. He saw Lily didn't answer, only gesture towards her hair. He looked at her wondering what she was trying to say. She couldn't seem to find the words to say it. He figured that it had to do something with hair, so he glanced down at some of his loose hair in front of his shoulders. Harry eyes instantly widened at the site of shimmering silver hair instead of his normal raven black hair.
Harry snapped his head around looking for something that would allow him to see his reflection. He saw a flat tray that had a reflective surface on it, sitting on the table next to him. He grabbed it and held it in front of him. He saw his face with his normal emerald eyes, staring back at him. But his hair was another matter. Where his raven black hair used to be, now was shinny silver hair that shimmered brightly in the sunlight and five gold-colored lightning bolt shaped bangs. Two gold lightning bold bangs rested on each side of his head, while one settle down the center of his forehead partially obscuring his scar. He looked exactly like he did on his birthday, and several times just before the attack by Voldemort. He suddenly realized that he was probably like this for the entire time he was here in the Hospital Wing, and other people have seen it as well.
"Oh no, not again." Harry groaned as the tray dropped into his lap. He suddenly felt very dizzy with the rush of thoughts and what felt like adrenaline. He wobbled side to side for a moment before someone caught him. He looked up to see it was Lily who caught him. He smiled at her. "Thank you." She returned his smiled.
"You should rest now, Harry." suggested Lily. Arlia came up and handed Harry the sleeping potion. After Harry finished it, he settled back into back falling into a deep sleep. The four adults watched him for a moment all thinking about what would be in store for him when he awakes up.
"I think we should leave and let him rest." said James. Everyone nodded and made their way to the doors exiting the Hospital Wing. But Lily stayed back for a moment looking back at Harry resting peacefully on the bed. She smiled, and softly whispered.
"Welcome to Atlantis, Harry." Before closing the door quietly.
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