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Chapter Two
The Heir to the Throne
Written by creative reader

Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me. If you want to seek the owner, seek J.K
Rowling.

A note from Astral Projector (ie. beta reader) This is directed towards Lady Phoenix Slytherin.

I've recently read your review about my writer's story and was appalled at your insinuations. Evidently, you are hopelessly oblivious to your surrounding environment. In your review you claimed that the title of the 6th book would not be Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. You are undoubtedly incorrect. This fact has not only been repeatedly mentioned in Newspapers, it has also been stated in J.K. Rowling's official website. Only an ignorant person would have failed to take notice of this important note. I must say your ignorance is aggravating and infuriating, not only to my writer, but to myself. I would advise you to check up on your facts in future before you falsely accuse him again.

In case, you are still under that pretentious belief, I suggest you check out the official jkrowling website.

This goes to all the other blithering little idiots who fail to check up their facts before making such accusations.

May you all read more newspapers in the future and sharpen your awareness. Thank you.

Chapter 2 The Heir to the Throne

Albus Dumbledore observed the ruins of the once magnificent Godric Hollow. There was a profound sadness in his eyes. Two people who had just begun their new lives and had a great future, killed just like that. Not to forget an adorable young infant, the prophesied one. The one who was to kill the dark lord or be killed. Albus knew that if young Harry was dead, that would mean that the entire wizarding world would have no hope of surviving.

There was nothing but ruins in the house. What puzzled Albus the most was the disappearance of young Harry's supposed corpse and the extent of the damage. From his experience, Albus knew that only a person or a creature with immense power could cause that much damage.

The roof had crater-sized holes; they seemed to be caused by an unknown force. There were scorched marks on the dusty ground caused by that same force, Albus presumed. Whoever or whatever had done this could either be a formidable friend or foe. As to that Albus was still puzzled.

Beside him were Hagrid and Sirius. Both had different emotions displayed. Hagrid was weeping openly; his beetle-sized teardrops soaked the ground. He was deeply traumatized. James and Lily were two good wizards who bore no prejudice towards him. He remembered the many times where they had comforted him when he was insulted because of his giant blood. Two good wizards gone just like that...

Sirius, the ever Don Juan, was always making anyone guffaw out loud. Even when his miserable parents died, he did not allow a single teardrop. However, this was a different case. His brother and sister had been killed together with his godson. James, one of the Marauders, was like the brother he had never had. They shared many happy moments with Remus and Peter... Thinking about that made him furious. Real furious. Peter had been caught being a death eater; by the time they found out, it was too late. However, by the time the aurors got to Peter, they found him with a cracked skull, broken arms and a cracked rib cage. A gift from Sirius. Lily, the sister he wished he had. Contrary to what other people perceived. She was a model student...only in front of the professors. But in the presence of Marauders, she revealed her true character. Sirius chuckled darkly remembering the time where she had shared with the marauders a plan to charm the food served during lunch to have a little side effect. Whatever, it was, was bad enough to cause the marauders to have detention for two months and lose 200 house points.

What was most depressing was that he had lost little Harry too. The little tyke had kept him awake countless of nights when he babysittered him. However, deep in his heart, little Harry held a special spot. When he had heard the news first, he had hoped that Harry would be able to survive. According to the runes cast around Godric Hollow, only two death curses were cast and only James and Lily corpses were found. He cursed those runes. Obviously they must be wrong for Harry was gone. In fact, there was not even evidence of him living in this world. Now all he had was Remus, unfortunately, Voldemort's forces had captured him. Sirius had searched almost everywhere he could think of, however, it was all in vain, no trace of Remus existed as well. He would not give up, all he had now was Remus, and he had to find him...

Unknown to the lot, young Harry was enjoying himself, nibbling on the well-manicured fingers of Myron. Well, it was previously well-manicured but had now turned into fingers with baby's drool all over it.

They had been waiting in the grand palace of the Great One for about ten minutes. During the wait, Myron took a good look around the palace. Nothing much had really changed. It was still the same as it was when he had visited the palace about ten decades ago. The palace contained the many treasures which mortals had seeked ever since the beginning of civilization. On a great stand was the great scepter of time, the scepter that controlled the powers of time. No one could touch it except the Great One. Myron remembered with a dark grin how an immortal by the name of Morpheus had tried to steal the scepter. He was subsequently banished to a timeless zone by the scepter and doomed to never die but to suffer in pain for the rest of his life till he died. The point was that he was an immortal. He could never die. There was also the Samadhi fire orb containing the highest temperature ever known. The fire immortal's flame could never ever match with the powers of the orb. There were countless of treasures which could never be explored. Perhaps he would do that in the future, after he had settled little Harry's needs.

Before he could think any further, the Palace chamber started to open. A bright light immediately came out of the door. Squinting his eyes, he entered the Great One's room carrying Harry along with him. Harry squinted his eyes too as the light was too bright and he began to cry.

Myron spoke out, "Greetings Great One. There was a strange occurrence that happened in the magical world. A heir to the former half-immortal, Merlin has been found. His name is Harry," before he could say any more, the Great One appeared.

The light suddenly turned dim. A figure appeared suddenly. He was dressed in the most royal robes. There were jewels, countless of jewels sewn on to it. Diamonds, Amethyst and crystal. It was the Great One. Considering that he had created everything in existence since the beginning of existence, the Great One looked rather young. He looked to be in his early thirties. His emerald eyes shone with great power. The gaze was overwhelming. Any mortal in the presence of the Great One would have instantly died.

The Great One took a few steps and walked to Myron and Harry. He placed his hand on little Harry's forehead, tracing the healed thunderbolt scar. Harry stopped crying as a sense of peace and comfort appeared. Harry started playing with the Great One's fingers as if he knew the Great One for a long, long time. The Great One chuckled cheerfully and withdrew his fingers turning to his other guest.

"Well, my old friend. Congratulations to you. You have managed to find a descendant of mine. A task which has made me spend a few centuries simply took you less than a day. I must say you are really good. Do take a seat, I suppose I have to start explaining," with that, He snapped his fingers and two lushly decorated seats appeared in the chamber.

To say that Myron was surprised would be an understatement. Myron was simply too shocked to make any comments as he heard the full story. The infant actually was related to the royal immortal family. It was simply unbelievable. He couldn't believe it until he heard the full story.

"Hmmm, I suppose I'd have to start the story from, let's say about five centuries ago. I remember that day I was feeling extremely bored especially since Morpheus had attempted to steal the Time scepter. He was after all a loyal subordinate. I sneaked to the magical world exploring it. I was visiting the forbidden forest near a magical school. Hmmm, let me try to recall, ermm yeah, near Hogwarts. It was there I met this woman, her name was Lil' Vanes. She was part of a group of potion experts trying to look for ingredients for a truth potion. It was love at first sight when we met. She thought I was a werewolf and was about to stun me. Eventually, I managed to convince her that I was human; I joined her group trying to find the mysterious Salamander root. It was weeks when we eventually found the root. By then Lil' and I already started a close relationship. One day, she told me that she was pregnant with a child. I was slightly shocked as I did not know what the outcome would be when an immortal and a mortal had a child. The possibilities were enormous. Eventually, we moved to Britain after the expedition. The baby was conceived and I named him William. We lived together for about eleven years until something drastic happened," at this, Myron interrupted.

"So that's why you went missing for a week," that was all Myron managed to say as the Great One silenced him with a cold glare.

"Yeah, yeah, let me continue on. If you recalled about five centuries ago, a major event happened," seeing Myron's pained expression, he continued, "The Dark Lord Rebellion. I was forced to abandon my family and return to the immortal kingdom. Somehow, the Dark Lord got to know of my family and sent some people to eliminate them. Lil' was killed defending my son William," at this the Great One dabbed his wet eyes with a hanky he had conjured.

"I was worried at that time that my son, William, had been killed and quickly rushed off. He was right in the middle of the ruins. My wife, Lil' was lifeless but hugging him tightly. I never knew that Lil' had any immortal blood in her and I attempted to remove William from her. However, the immortal blood in her protected her son, William, and I was banished back. Her immortal powers guarded, what she thought was her only living connection, William. According to records, Lil' had actually assumed that I was dead and her immortal blood guarded her only living connection from any immortals. I was flabbergasted at that time and tried breaking through the immortal magic. However, I had forgotten the most powerful immortal magic was love and with that I was banished back to the immortal kingdom. By the time I got back to the magical world; I found out that the Evans family had adopted William. As the immortal magic took place, William's identity was protected and I could never find him again unless he came to the immortal kingdom. Over the centuries, I had attempted to search for him or his descendants, as they were technically my relatives. My heirs...The only thing I recognized of Williams was that he had a thunderbolt scar on his forehead and that somehow his blue eyes had turned into emerald."

Myron was thunderstruck. If that was true then Harry Potter would be the heir to the Great Throne. If anything untoward happened to the Great One, Harry would be the next Great One. Suddenly, he recalled something.

"I recognized Merlin's aura at Godric Hollow. It came from Lily Potter. Does that mean?" Myron questioned the Great One.

"Yeah, you have guessed right. My wife, Lil' Vanes, was the great, great, great- grand daughter of Merlin. Your brother," the Great One answered.

"So what are we going to do about Harry now?" Myron asked with uncertainty.

"Harry is my heir and he shall one day inherit my throne. He has to be trained, however, it's going to be tough as he is only technically half- immortal. Even with my blood mingled along with Lil', my heirs will only be considered half-immortals as I resumed the identity of a mortal during my stay in the magical world. However, do not fret, Harry shall be brought up in this kingdom where he shall be the Heir to the Throne," the Great One finished off in a determined voice.

And with that the future of Harry Potter was sealed. In the near future, he would experience many trials, romance, adventure and death...

A/N: Sorry to my readers for taking such a long time to write this chapter. Believe me, this chapter may be short, however, the next chapter will be longer for sure. I have already planned out the whole story already. This few chapters are just focused on the time before Harry grows up to assume his role as the Heir to the Throne.

To all those who love romance, don't get worried, Harry will definitely have a lover. It just depends on who she is? I do not want to get you all in high hopes for a HP/GW or HP/HG pairing. So I shall reveal a little secret.

Harry's lover will be an OC. As for who she is, continue to read and wait for my update. As you are reading this author note, I'm typing out the next chapter. So please do leave a review.

Thanks to all my reviewers. Please continue reviewing. A little note to you all, my Beta-reader shall be commenting on reviews, which are rather undesirable. So please do not review unreasonably and do check out your facts before reviewing.

Thanks again!

Creative Reader

Signing off...