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Harry never got the chance however, for as soon as he had settled himself and Ginny in for the rest of the trip, Hermione finally realized something, "Harry, what are those runes on your clothing and your forehead mean? I can read a few of the ones on your clothing but none of the ones on your head."

Harry looked up at her, studying her for a few seconds before responding with his own question, "Tell me, what do you know about ancient magic?"

Hermione thought for a minute, "I know that before the magic we use today was brought about, there were three different types of magic; Rune magic, Druid magic, and Necromancy. The last two were also known as life and death magic respectively."

Harry smiled at her, "Good job! Now, soon after I started my training, I endured a test to show what skills, if any, that I had."

Hermione started to put one and one together and her eyes widened, "Which one?"

Harry looked out the window for a second, his smiled diminishing. They all could see clearly that he was arguing with himself.

"It's okay Harry, you can tell us anything," Ginny informed while looking up from his lap.

Harry returned his gaze to them, and then sighed. "I am a Rune Master, Necromancer Lord, and a High Druid," he informed.

His three companions just stared at him, until Hermione spluttered to start, "B-but…how?"

Harry looked at her, and then mumbled something, before saying in a louder voice, "I don't know, but magic just seems to…I don't know….like me."

Seeing their confused faces, he tried to elaborate his thoughts, "Magic comes to me easier then anyone, I can see it in everything, I can feel it in everything, hell, I can even HEAR it sometimes."

"I know magic is a part of everything, even an ordinary pebble has some magic in it, but with me…it's as if I AM magic, everything about me points to the fact that magic flows through me like electricity through copper," Harry said, his face taking a confused expression.

"Not to mention the fact that my parents were a Druid and a Necromancer," he said, his face turning into a smile, remembering the day he learned that fact.

"How do you know that?" asked Ginny, recovering from the fact that her new boyfriend appears to be a magical conduit.

"We did a test to see if anyone in my family possessed these skills," responded Harry, "On both sides of the family, I am the first in a long time to be able to even use Rune magic, let alone be a Rune Master."

"However, my father was a Grand Necromancer, though he didn't openly display that fact, for obvious reasons, and my mother was a High Druid, and she also didn't display these skills," Harry said, the pride he felt for his parentage obvious, "I inherited their skills, but that still doesn't explain what I am…"

Ron looked at his confused and troubled friend, and then smiled as a response came to his mind, "You're Harry James Potter, son of James and Lily Potter, honorary member of the Weasley family, and don't you ever forget that, mate!"

Harry looked up at Ron, his face breaking into a thankful grin, "Thanks, I needed that."

Hermione also was looking at Ron, with an expression of disbelief on her face, before it turned into a smile. She leaned over and kissed him, "Sometimes, you just come out and say something wise beyond your years."

Ron blushed but accepted the kiss happily, before turning back to the two people across from him, "So, anything else we should know about you, Harry?"

Harry smiled, "I can take the form of anything, and I mean ANYTHING, I have dragon blood flowing through my veins…"

"WHAT!" yelled Hermione, looking at Harry as if he was insane, which she probably thought was the case.

Harry's smile turned into a smirk, "When I finished my training, I still had a few weeks left of summer, and I learned there was a big dragon colony near by, so I went there and spent two of my three weeks left there."

"While there, a killer virus came, infecting the entire colony." Harry informed, his smile disappeared and returned as a frown, "The ancient ones barely shook it off, but the younger ones and the eggs that were infected couldn't fight it off."

"I realized, after a bit of meditation that the virus, like all things, had magic in it." Harry said, his eyes closing, "So, I spent three days, in the same spot, no food, water, or rest, meditating, drawing the virus out of those infected and into myself."

Ginny looked like she was about to interrupt, but held her tongue so that he could explain himself, but couldn't refrain from thinking that Harry was going to get a smack on the head for risking his life…again.

"When I had gathered all of the virus in me, and there was no chance of it infecting others, I spent the next two days rooted to the spot, again with no rest, food, or water, and systematically destroyed the viruses in my blood stream," Harry said, before a small smile was found on his face, "While I was fighting the virus, I could feel Yamira, one of the Dragon Matriarchs, not only encouraging me, but also personally guarding me, not letting anyone or anything near me."

"After I had finished with the cleansing, I was terribly weak, my body, which I had just gotten into top form, was in really bad condition and my immune system had been all but destroyed in the protracted fight with the virus," Harry informed, "Yamira, sensing my trouble, offered me a choice, to become one of her 'children' or die a slow death."

"Naturally, I chose to become one of her own, which required certain sacrifices, namely a good bit of my blood and a transfusion of her own into my system, not to mention a magical ritual that hurt like the dickens," Harry stopped for a second, thinking, before mumbling, "Where the hell did I hear that phrase from…it sounds funny…hurt like the dickens…"

After a good chuckle, while the others resisted the urge to hurt him and tell him to continue the story, he started again, "When her blood was absorbed into my body, my very soul was changed, no longer was a I only the child of my true parents, but now I was also the son of the Dragon Matriarch Yamira."

"Before, I shared a connection with the dragons through my druidic skills, but now…now I have one because I am a dragon, I can hear them, even now, just as I can hear the forests around us and the spirits of the dead," Harry said, his eyes closing and his head tilting back, listening, "I am now not fully human, a third of my blood is that of the dragons."

"I hope this changes nothing between us, I was going to tell you, but I kind of was trying to figure out HOW to tell you," Harry spoke softly, looking back at them.

Ginny smiled at him, "So what if you're not totally human, you're always the Harry that maybe someday I will spend the rest of my days with."

Hermione and Ron smiled at him as well, then Hermione spoke in to him in a tone that said that to think otherwise was insane, "You have been a friend to us for five years, Harry, and we hope that you still will be for the rest of time."

Ron nodded his agreement to her statement, already knowing that was all he needed to do, "Can you turn into a dragon?"

Harry smiled, his face showing an immense gratitude to his friends, "Yea, and if you want the truth, my eyes should look like those of a reptile and I should have fangs, but I keep my looks like this, as not to scare people."

"You'll have to show us sometime, Harry," Ginny said looking up at him. She like this position very much, and was planning on using it a lot through the year.

"Oh, you'll see it, of that I have no doubt…a little warning however," Harry replied, but still kept a smirk, "Dragons are FIERCELY protective of their mates, family, and friends."

Ginny's cheeks reddened a little, "Let me guess, even though your human side knows that I am your girlfriend, your dragon side will believe that I am your mate, right?"

Harry grinned sheepishly, "Yea, that about sums it up, and since I consider Hermione and the Weasleys family, well, you get the idea."

"So pretty much anyone who insults, taunts, threatens, hurts, or does anything to us that you don't like, your dragon side will rip into him or her?" asked Hermione.

"Yep," Harry said, his smirk returning, "So you might want to pass that around." His eyes held a mirthful twinkle as he thought about the situations that would arise with the Slytherin house.

Ron was following Harry's line of thought, and let out a chuckle, "I pity the Slytherins, mate!"

They all laughed, and they all sat back to enjoy the remaining 2 hours of the trip. Half an hour later, Ron and Hermione left to go on 'patrol.' Both Harry and Ginny knew that they would be doing other things besides what they said they were going to do. They leaned back, only to be interrupted by their compartment door opening once more, admitting a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, which Harry's senses identified as a disguised Tonks.

"Wotcher, Harry," said Tonks, "I was told to come tell you that I'm your new personal bodyguard, and that I'm gonna be undercover as a student."

She said this in a slighting frightened tone, which told Harry that she was scared that he would be angry with the arrangement. Harry, however, just smiled at her, and nodded his head.

"It's okay with me, Tonks, I'd rather have you watching over me then the others, though your going to have to share me with Ginny," he said grinning.

Tonks gave a relieved smile, then she seemed to finally notice the position of the two teens across from her. Her smile faltered, which both the teens saw. "So when did you two become a couple?" she asked them.

Ginny was thinking hard about what she was observing. Tonks and her had become friends over the summer, because the Weasley family had been stuck living at Grimmauld Place for the entire summer, and Tonks had stayed there as well. The two had met often and talked, enjoying an easy friendship.

Ginny wasn't blind and stupid, she knew that Tonks also liked Harry, quite a lot actually, almost as much as she herself like him. She knew it had started when Tonks had been Harry's guard after fourth year, in which Harry had confided his problems and his fears in late night talks with Tonks. He had also confided in Ginny through owls during that trying summer.

No, Ginny wasn't jealous, and she didn't mind at all that Tonks was starting to fall for Harry. She had learned that Tonks had a bad history with men, and when she had gotten to know Harry, she had fallen for him hard, just as Ginny had.

She knew that Harry also liked Tonks in a way as well, and yet again, that didn't matter to her at all, for she knew that Harry would be faithful to her till the end of time, and sharing his heart, which to some girls would be a no-no, was in no way a bad thing to her.

She could also tell that Harry also knew that Tonks liked him, and that it hurt him terribly to see that she was in pain while he was happy and content in a very promising relationship with another girl.

Tonks was putting up a good fight to show that she didn't care, but both Harry and Ginny could see her 'wounded animal' body language. Ginny looked over at Harry, and although he hid it very well while talking small talk with Tonks, she saw in his eyes that he was saddened greatly by the pain he caused Tonks, but also that he would not jeopardize his relationship with her.

Ginny looked over at Tonks and saw the same things; pain about the arrangements and a decision not to interfere with their relationship. Ginny came to a decision right there and then, one that would hopefully be accepted by all of them.

She stood up and walked over to Tonks, who looked up at her confused, took her hand and sat next to her.

"Tonks, I know what your feeling right now, and I also know that we are all feeling something like that," she informed Tonks, "I know that you are falling for Harry, just as I am, and I see that we both are forever going to hold him in our hearts."

Ginny sighed, then continued, "And though it may seem that he doesn't like you the way he likes me, I can see it in his eyes that it hurt him to see you like this, and that he likes you as well."

"I propose a solution to all our pain," She said, her face having a gentle smile, "I don't mind sharing him, because I know what his heart is capable of, and I know that you know as well."

Tonks looked shocked at her statement, but her shocked look turned to hope and she looked into Ginny's smiling face, trying to see if she was telling the truth. Ginny nodded, her face now a full smile, and they both embraced.

They both turned to Harry to see his reaction, only to see he had a serious face, "On two conditions." The two girls held their breath as they waited to hear the conditions .

"First, and most important, I wanna see your true self, and second, I need your help with my Metamorphagis skills," he said, his face breaking into an open smile that made both girls itch to kiss him.

The girls both smiled widely and Tonks immediately agreed to the terms, though inside she was apprehensive about showing her true self. Then she realized that he had just said he was a Metamorphagis. She smiled even wider, but then stood up and her form changed to that of a nicely shaped woman with red hair and grey eyes.

Harry grinned, "Now that's better, you look MUCH more beautiful as your true self." Tonks blushed, further increasing her beauty in Harry's eyes, while Ginny smirked.

Harry seemed to think for a second, then a smile came to his face. "I guess I really do suffer from the Potter curse," he said with a laugh, and when the two girls looked at him questioningly, he elaborated, "It's said that a Potter's lover or lovers will always have red hair, and that he will find him or her while they are young.

"So your saying that we were meant to be?" asked Tonks. Harry smiled and motion with his hands for the two of them to come to him. They gladly moved over to him and shared his lap, both having their heads resting on a different shoulder.

"I want you to feel deep with your magical core, and tell me how it is," he told them, his eyes closing while he followed his own orders, "Can you feel it?"

The girls closed their eyes, and after a few seconds, they indeed felt their souls within their magical core. It was pulsing with happiness, sending off waves of contentment through their bodies.

They smiled and Ginny said what was on both their minds, "It feels…ecstatic, it is happy with what is happening."

"That is your soul, my dear ones, and it is telling you that you have found own you are perfect with," Harry informed, "Let me show you mine."

With that he gently accessed their minds and created a link into his core. The two girls looked on as they saw his magical core, which surrounded his soul. It was a mass of different colors, each swirling and joining other colors, making new ones. It was beautiful as it pulsed with the beat of his heart. Then they went deeper, and saw a sight that brought tears to their physical eyes. His soul was a pure white, but long angry red lines seemed to be carved onto its glowing surface.

The girls were no expert on reading souls, but they knew what his soul's appearance meant. The pure, glowing white color meant that Harry had both kind and loving to the max, one who abhorred violence, but would fight when necessary. The red gouges meant that, so far in his short life time, he had endured much pain and hardship, enough to scar his kind soul.

But as they watched, the gouges lessened and even some of the smaller ones closed up all the way. They were confused till Harry decided to fill them in on what that meant, "Your mere presence is enough to instigate its healing."

He had tears in his eyes as they pulled out of his core, he brought them close to his chest, "Thank you, for everything you've ever done for me…"

Ginny and Tonks smiled watery smiles, and hugged him back. "We wouldn't want it any other way, Harry, and no matter what, now that I have seen and felt what I have, I wont give this up, no matter what happens," Ginny said happily, "No ones taking us away from you."

Tonks nodded fiercely, while Harry let out a low growl and protectively tightened his hold on them, making the girls look up at him, only to see his eyes narrowed. His eyes had changed however, from the normal human eyes, to those of a dragon, and Ginny knew that Harry's new dragon side had kicked in response the wording she had used.

She smiled, rubbing his chest comfortingly and reiterated her statement, "Don't worry, Harry, no one will take me or Tonks from you." Then she remembered that they hadn't explained about Harry's summer to Tonks, but when she looked over at Tonks, she saw that the young woman was not in the least frightened, but indeed was fascinated by this side of Harry.

Harry finally calmed down and sheepishly told Tonks about his summer holiday. When he was finished, Tonks was looking at him with a prideful smile, "Looks like my mate is one powerful S.O.B."

Harry blushed and smiled, but then felt Ginny lightly pulling on his special shirt. When he looked at her, she was looking expectantly at him.

Harry sighed, and lifted them both off his lap and stood in the center of the compartment, with Tonks looking questioningly at him.

"Tonks, I want you to see how I really look, so one day, you wont be surprised with what you see," Harry said softly, apprehensive of showing his scars.

He raised his first shirt over his head and set it down on the opposite seat, then proceeded to take off his special shirt. Tonks eyes widened considerably as the shirt finally came off.

"W-What happened to you, Harry?" she asked horrified. Here was the man she had just found out was her soul-mate, covered in horrendous scars.

He looked down, unable to explain to her. His emotions, although greatly lifted now that he had two loving girlfriends with him, were still raw from his earlier explanation and shame.

Ginny noticed and explained to Tonks in soft tones, while Harry looked shamefully to the ground. He still remembered Ginny's speech to him, but he knew that it would be a while before he could talk about this without feeling shame. Tonks immediately got up and gave the same speech to him.

He smiled and thanked her, before pulling both shirts back on and sitting down. He pulled both girls back onto his lap, and thanked them again, and proceeded to happily talk with them, with the occasional mind numbing kiss involved, throughout the few hours of the trip.

AN: Good God! I haven't updated in awhile...this chappy has been in my comp forever...and i beg those of you who actually read my bad writing to forgive me...i plan on writing a lot more now that its summer break...ive also started another story, which i will also be working on...so if u like HONKs as much as me and like multiships as much me check it out, it aint great, but i hope with imput i could make it good enough to get at least SOME attention.