Okay here is Chapter Eight.  I don't own Harry Potter because if I did it would be so different.  LOL.  Anyways hope you enjoy this chapter and please don't forget to review.  Again if you would like me to send you an email or something to let you know when the next chapter will be up just let me know.  Leave it in the review.  Thanks and enjoy

Voxenking

Chapter Eight:    Return of an Heir.

Harry Potter slowly got up.  Looking around he found that he was somewhere he shouldn't be.  His common room.  But that didn't make sense.  The last thing he remembered was jumping of McGonagalls broom and catching the snitch.  Then falling, and changing into a phoenix.  After that he fell and blackness took him.  Suddenly images, and memories flashed through his head.  His nightmare, Snape being his father, but that was thank goodness a dream.  But the next wasn't.  Holding a sword up to McGonagalls neck.  Attacking the headmaster.  Hugging Snape, kissing Ginny.  Wait a minute.  He kissed ginny.  Wow.  No not wow.  She's with Dean still.  Oh god what have I done.  She'll hate me now.  Quickly he ran upstairs to Ginnies room and burst through the door.  "Ginny.  Ginny.  Where are you."  Thinking quickly he remembered something from last night he had heard.  "Sleep in the head girls room."  Without a second thought he just ran to where he thought the head girls room was.  With raw crackling magic the door flew open he ran inside.  The slam of the door hitting the wall woke up Ginny from her sleep and she sprung up out of bed with wand in hand.  There was Harry.  Sobbing like a little baby as he looked at her.  But that wasn't the only weird thing about his eye's, no.  His eye's were flashing with little bits of light, green light.  Ginny realized she was only in a short T-shirt with nothing else on, no bra, no panties, nothing just a simple t-shirt that went down to her knees.  She was about to say something when Harry flung himself to his knees and clutched her leg's like he'd never see her again.  "Ginny, I'm sorry.  Please forgive me.  I didn't know what I was doing, I'm sorry.  Please forgive me.  Let Dean hate me, but I can't have you hating me."  Ginny looked startled.  What was he talking about.

"Harry what the hell are you talking about.  Get up off your knees and sit on the bed."  Standing he sat on the bed with Ginny beside him.  His tears were under control now but he still had a pretty stern face.  "I'm so sorry for kissing you.  I swear I didn't mean to.  I wasn't in my right mind.  I had this dream and then from there everything has gone wrong.  I could have hurt you."

"Harry.  Do you have your recent memory back."  A feeling of happiness comeing into her stomach.

"Yes.  Oh ginny I did such awful stuff, threatened a teacher and the headmaster, and kissed my best fri- no not Rons little sister, one of my best friends.  I'm so sorry.  Please forgive me."

"Harry don't worry about it.  Nothing else happened.  Now you have to go downstairs, I only have a t-shirt on."  Harry got up and looked back at her as he left.  Was that a blush Ginny saw.  No Harry Potter didn't just blush after looking at me.  I'm ugly.  He doesn't like me like that.  Ginny felt a little thrill inside of her, but it went away as she got dressed into her robes.  Went she went down to the common rooms she found that it was empty.  Except a note.

Ginny

I'm going down for breakfast.  I'll see you then.

Harry.

      Harry wrote the quick note for Ginny and then quickly went downstairs.  As he got closer and closer to the great hall he heard flapping, so turning around he was fast enough to see as Fawkes landed on his shoulder.

"Greetings, my lord."

"Uh fawkes are you talking to me."

"Yes lord.  Are we going to go find your servants now, so you can train."

"Uh I gue-"

"Son.  Come here Harry.  It's time for breakfast."  Whirling around he found the hideous form of his so called "father"  Sevous Snape.  "Harry.  Come on.  Remus is waiting for us.  Same with the other teachers."

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO ME AS IF YOU'RE MY FATHER.  My father is a great man by the name of James Potter."  By the shouting that was going on in the hall a lot of people were now watching, Remus, Hagrid, Sprout, and Ginny was just turning a corner.  The comment to Snape was a big surprise to him for a moment.  At first he didn't think of anything to say.  But then his faced changed and he was the same old curel potions master.  "Well he's not so great now is he boy.  He's dead."  Snape said with a snear.  Somehow lightning came through the school and hit the wall right beside Snape.  In a second all wands were pointed at Harry, except Ginny.  The people thinking Voldimort was in control.  But the wands weren't pointed at Harry for long.  Soon all wands lay by his feet and Sevous was pinned against the wall by an invisible force.  The doors to hogwarts school opened and Harry ran out, with Fawkes still on his shoulder.  With Harry out of hogwarts building, Snape fell to the floor and was unconscious.  Remus and Ginny both ran to the door to see if they could catch Harry, but before they reached it, it was slammed shut and surprisingly could not be opened.  Walking fast around the school yard he had to find dumbledor.  Ever since he had called all those wands to him and attacked Snape, he could feel power.  A lot of power. 

"My lord.  Is everything all right."  Harry was startled forgetting that Fawkes was still on his shoulder.

"Uh yea.  Look do I still call you fawkes."

"Yes of coarse.  Are you looking for something my lord."

"Yes I am.  And stop with the lord stuff.  You know who I am."

"I'm very sorry sir.  Are you looking for your servants."

"Yes Fawkes I am.  And I told you no formals, It's just Harry."

"No it's not.  It's sir, Lord, Lord Harry, Lord Potter, Lord Gryfendor, Or Master.  And follow me."  With that Fawkes took up off his shoulders and started to fly towards the Quiddish field.  Harry ran to keep up with him.  As he got out to the Quiddish fields Harry saw something that he never saw before.  A tree right between the Gryfendor stands.  And there standing in front of the "door" was Albus Dumbledor and Minevra McGonagall.  Harry ran as fast as his legs would carry him to them, a smile on his face, and he felt like laughing.  Harry stopped as both the professors bowed down to him and said in loud voices.  "We are ready to serve my lord."  Harry looked shocked and then burst out laughing.  Ever since the death of Sirius and all the things that had happened he hadn't laughed and he had to admit it felt really good.  "Stand up.  Proffesors stand up.  Okay I order you to stand up."  When they finally stood Dumbledor had his usual twinkle in his eye and Minevra was crying tears of happiness.  "Sir please, forgive me.  I don't know what came over me.  The same with you professor.  I'm sorry about putting a sword to your throat."

"Come in my lord.  It is time my wife and I explained your family history.  No, OUR family history."

"What is it with this lord stuff.  Wife, she's your wife.  Professor you said yourself I don't have any living family members alive."

"Come my lord, inside your underground house, and all your questions shall be explained"  Harry just nodded his head numbly as he followed.

Inside

Harry looked around the room.  It was huge.  Wait no way.  Harry saw doors leading to other rooms.  Wow this place must be huge.  "How big is this place."

"It's bigger then the quiddish field.  One of the main resigns why the Quiddish pitch was built over this house."

"When was it built."  Albus looked over at his wife and smiled. 

"It's been around since my great, great and more greats grandfather built it."  Said Minevra.

"And he was."

"Well your ancestor also.  Godric Gryfendor."  Minevra laughed at her lords reaction.

"But I would have thought Professor Dumbledor would be related to him."

"No my lord.  I'm not related to Godric.  I related to Merlin."

"Holy shit, so that means."

"Yes master.  As albus and I are wed your are one of our airs."

"Okay take it from the beginning."  This Harry had to know.  Albus nodded his head and then started to speak.

"Yes Lord.  But please, save the questions until the end. It all started a lot time ago.  As you know the four founders started this school.  What you don't know is they were all related.  They were Quadruplets.  Two brothers, two sisters.  The oldest was of coarse, Godric.  Then Raona, Helga, and finally Salzar.  Now like most siblings as the youngest Salzar felt he had something to prove.  So as the years went by he started to get more and more into the dark arts.  As the years kept going by his heirs went darker and darker.  Now as a test to make sure that his heirs were truly evil, he made them kill one of their cousins.  Mainly because Salzar was convinced that his other sibling were against him.  Well Salzar's fifth grandchild or daughter to Salzar's own third child decided to kill Godric.  She did and succeeded, but died in the end.  So after that it was a blood bath as you can well imagine, two sisters with the help of the family of their older brother against all the evil of their youngest brother.  Well the wife of Godric, knowing she was pregnant left hogwarts and went into hiding.  She also changed her name to Potter.  Now the lines went down from there until your grandmother.  When she got old enough she changed her name to McGonagall, mainly because Voldimort was after the potters and her long time husband informed her of all this.  Now that's how your related to Godric.  Now my line.  Ten years and the battle between the founders family was still not over.  Even though the original four were all dead.  Then Merlin turned up.  He had been living in the muggle world for over fifty years, and to muggle status that was old.  So he came back to his world.  Now it was the time in the war for a baby boom.  So almost all the houses had new babies.  Merlin was there to deliver at least one from every house.  He felt that if the war continued there would be no more heirs.  So he took four of the babies of the heirs he delivered and went into his castle that no one knew of and changed his last name to Dumbledore.  Eventually he was right.  Five years later all the houses died because they all forgot they were related.  By this time the four heirs Merlin had taken were almost all grown up.  So he put them in different parts of the world then settled down with his wife and had heirs of his own."

"Married.  You mean to say he was already married."

"Yes Lord, Harry.  Until about fifteen years ago you were married when you were one."

"Wait I minute.  I'm sixteen.  So that would mean."  Dumbledor laughed outright.

"Yes young master.  You have a wife.  Sadly she was killed, and that's when they started to forbid arranged marriages in the wizarding world.  Also instead of getting confused all those that were under the age of 10 were also if you will allow it, pardoned from their pair.  Now the older one's had to keep their, chosen one, but a lot were killed in the first war."

"So who was my wife."

"Young master we will get to that.  We have gotten away from the story.  Anyways.  The dumbledores grew into a respected family until my father killed his chosen wife and married a muggle born.  They then conceived me.  Though my father hated the wizarding world and also the arranged marriages he did both for me.  When I was born I was to marry a Potter.  Who then took on the name McGonagall.  When I turned 11, my father took me to Hogwarts.  There I met my chosen and though we were already married, we got remarried because we both feel in love.  We wanted to get married for love, and so we did.  Anyways.  I and my lovely wife had only one child.  James Harold Potter.  Now it was at this point that I stopped teaching and became a headmaster.  So we had my parents look after my son.  I was Unfortunaly too busy for my own son.  So we never even arranged his marriage.  I was thrilled to be able to see him when he came to hogwarts, and let me tell you your father got into just as much trouble as you do.  Anyways in our sons third year my parents died.  James was divested.  So was I being my parents but I could never bring to tell the truth.  So I let him and Sirius live here during the holidays.  They had so much fun.  And not once did they Ask who it belonged to.  If they asked I would be telling them the story I'm telling you Sir.  Because each of the four founders had a secret house or Chamber.  This was Godric's and our rightful estate and you have already found Salzar's chamber.  Anyways I am telling you this because I was supposed to tell you when you were younger.  But I couldn't same as I couldn't tell our own son, in fear of rejection."

"You mean to tell me you never told your own son.  I could have lived with you both instead of the Dursleys.  I'm sorry but I'm finding it a really hard time to ever forgive you for that."  Harry said in a stern voice.  Dumbledor had tears in his eye's and his grandmother was looking down at the ground.

"No I'm afraid we didn't.  Harry I'm talking to you as your grandfather, I'm sorry about the Dursleys.  We found out the other day when we put you under vertisum what they did to you.  And I'm sorry.  If we had known what went on you would have lived here or with the Wesley's which ever you like.  Now young master on to the topic of your wife."

"Yes who is she and how did she die."

"Well her father killed her when she was two and you were one.  You know her brother very well.  Well okay not very well but. . . I'll give you a hint.  Keep your friends close.  And keep your enemy's closer."  Dumbledore smiled as the shock hit Harries face when he realized who it was.

"Malfoy.  Your kidding right."

"No I'm afraid not.  Your wife was Ashley Malfoy Potter, she was a year older then you and was killed by her own father mainly because she was too nice.  Her nanny showed her too much love."

"Grandfather is that why Malfoy is so angry with me."

"Yes it is.  Unfortunaly his parents told him that the potters killed her when he was only a baby.  He blames you.  Any more questions."

"Yes why can Fawkes speak to me and also what's with this lord and master stuff."

"Albus, please if I may."

"Of coarse my dear."

"Thank you.  Well Lord Harry, as you know you are Gryfendor, Slytherin, and Marlins heir.  That means your very powerful.  Hence the prophecy.  Now your powers aren't supposed to show up until you turn Seventeen but when you woke up from your living nightmare, the dame that was holding the power broke.  We don't know why.  But you are going to be training for the next month as much as we can and learning our history.  We will train you until we think you are ready."

"By the way.  I now understand why you have to call me with the title and everything, but in private can you just call me Harry."

"Yes."  Both grandparents answered.  Then Harry ran to them and gave them both a huge bear hug.  His first real hug from a family member since he was one.

"By the way.  How did that nightmare come to be."

"Well Harry we believe that Voldimort seemed to create a illusion so you would mistrust those that you love, and trust.  It showed up in the dream but when you broke from the power the dream became your memories and that's what you believed."

"The bastard."

"Indeed.  Now Mast-Harry, it's time to start your training.

(A.N.  Well I was going to leave it here and not even describe his training for some surprises in other chapter but I'm nice so here's some more.)

Lord Harry brought up his sword to block the one that was coming at him from behind.  Turning around he was ready to face his opponent.  Though he knew it to be his grandfather.  The only problem was he couldn't see his grandfather.  He was blindfolded and as far as he knew in darkness.  Using his senses was his last test before school started.  Sure there was other things he could still learn, but he had learned all he could from his grandparents.  Over the last month he had learned a great deal.  From a bit of wandles magic, to potions, transfiguration, weight lifting, his history, normal history, charms, spells, and sword fighting.  He had, had his test's done with all the other except the sword fighting.  It was the hardest.  He had to relay on his senses and listen taste, hear.  Just to survive.  If he past this test he was allowed to go to Diagon ally tomorrow to make sure his friends were okay.  The three of them had a feeling that Voldimort was going to try something involving Harries friends.  Though he was allowed to go anyways, this way he was prepared.  During the first week of training he had been very busy writing letters to his friends, to tell them he was fine.

"Lord Harry Gryfendor Potter.  (I think that is sounds good for a lord.)  You must get the letters to your friends."

"Sure thing old man."  Harry grinned at his grandfather.  Harry knew that Albus only called him by his title that to get on his nerves so Harry called him old man, instead of grandfather or Albus.  For his grandmother he calls her crazy cat lady.  Just because of her anmigias form.  Going over to his room, that used to be his great grandfathers room, he got out a Quill and some paper and started to write.

Dear Ron.

Hey mate.  I'm sure you heard that I lost my memory.  Well good news, I got it back.  So don't worry I'm fine.  I found out some secrets that's going to let us pull lot's of pranks and also lot's of trouble.  But we can't tell Hermione.  Though she's our best friend, (Maybe more for you.  Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.) she's a friend who likes to follow the rules.  Anyways.  Thank you very much for coming to my party.  I know it didn't end very well, but look at it this way, it was one of my best birthdays.  Mainly because I got an actual party.  Well I got to go do some training, say high to the family for me and Hermione.  I won't have time to write her.

From your best mate.

Harry.

Harry picked up the letter looking it over for a bit and then rolled it up.  Then started on the second letter.

Dear Moony and most likely Ginny who is going to be begging to know what's going on.

Yes Ginny you can read this.  As you know I disappeared.  I hope you didn't tell anyone else about me leaving.  I want to make it seem like I'm still at hogwarts.  Well I have been in training since the time I disappeared and well am doing well.  I will be coming back to the school in about a month with two of my servants, so we will see you then.  Well can't stay long.  Moony I need your help to add some things to "the map."  Hope Snape has recovered well.  NOT.  I hope he's not reading this.  Anyways.  Ginny I know your training is going great but well, I can't wait to see the things you can do when I get back.  Maybe we can practice together.

Love Harry.

Then Harry rolled up the second letter and put it with the first.  Thinking of who to which bird would take the letter he decided that it would be better for hedwig and not fawkes.  So he tied the letter to Hedwig and let her go off. 

"Alright old man.  Let's go.  I'm ready for you."

Harry was brought out of his thoughts as he heard a whoosh of air.  Rolling he came out unharmed and before he was actually up he brought his leg's out and tripped his opponent.  Going to his belt Harry pulled out what was hidden in his belt.  A katana sword.  The sword was very fine and he worked well with it, especially when paired with the gryfendor sword.  Sweeping them in the air he lunged to where he thought his opponent was.  Harry heard a breath of air as his opponent moved out of the way.  But that didn't stop Harry.  The magic and grace of wielding two swords clicked and he just started to advance on his opponents.  He slashed with his katana and heard it being blocked, the vibrations shaking him a little.  Before his opponent knew what happened Harry brought the Gryfendor sword up on his katana and hear a crack and then he heard the sound he hoped for.  The top of his opponents sword broke and the top of the sword clattered on the ground.  Harry smiled and took off the blind fold as the lights came up.  His grandfather was there with a shocked face as he stared at his broken sword.  "Thank you lord Gryfendor.  I always wanted a new sword, this way you gave me an excuse to go get something that's illegal."

"Be quiet old man.  I won fair and scare."

"You had a second sword, how is that fair."  Harry smiled down at Albus and helped him up. 

"Because you said it was a test on my knowledge of swords and my senses.  Not on rules.  Oh since I won I'm going to Diagon Ally as my old appearance."

"But why Harry.  The deatheaters will attack."

"Exactly.  They won't expect it from me.  Especially if I look like my old week self."  Then the two shared a laugh and went into the other room for a good supper.